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Anything Goes
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Straight Female / 39
The Obnoxious Boy With The Wondering Hands- Part 2
He kept asking me to go out with him throughout this time, and I continued to decline. One morning I took our dog out for a walk to the local park, and he’s there doing the same. I’m both appalled and excited to see him. Without a word being said, I’m then in the bushes back against a tree with my Jeans down at my knees as Chris licks my pussy for the first time. I had the strongest orgasm ever as a result. It was this time I first saw his cock too. He took it out; it was erect. I didn’t know what I was doing, so I just grabbed hold of it and waggled it; he seemed to enjoy it, though.
At a New Year Eve’s party, both Chris and I were sent out just before midnight to ‘let the New Year in’ There is a local tradition that the darkest boy and girl wait outside and then enter just after midnight to bring in a lucky New Year. As soon as we are outside, Chris had his hand up my dress and into my pantyhose and panties. He and my parents are literally in the building, and he’s outside with two fingers up my pussy. I noticed he shook both my parent's hands as he wished them a happy new year with the hand that had moments before been in my secret feminine place.
I was at a restaurant with my girlfriends, and he was there with his friends. I went to the loo, and he followed into the ladies, pushed me into a cubicle and licked and fingered my pussy. Another time he just turned up at my house and told my parents he needed some help with school work, and he was sure I could help. I was doing my homework as my father brought him to my bedroom! He didn’t need help with homework and spent the next hour groping and feeling every part of my body. He eventually had me naked on the bed; I was terrified my parents would hear something; he then tried to get his cock in me; however, as I later discovered, I had quite a thick hymen which thankfully, prevented him from taking my virginity. The last event I can remember was at the beach. Several families decided to have a day out at the local beach. I was swimming when Chris appeared behind me. We stood and chatted about how nice the weather was; the water covered us to our chests as we stood in the sea. He even waved at my parents and sisters; little did they know his other hand was in my bikini bottoms playing with my pussy.
The confession. I’m now married with two children and hadn’t seen Chris for over ten years. He graduated and moved to another part of the country. I went shopping yesterday and ran into him. He has changed; he’s slimmed down and was very charming, genuinely delighted to see me after all those years. We grabbed a coffee and showed each other family pictures on our phones, and had a great laugh. He told me I was his first love and had often thought about me over the years, regretting we had never become an item.
It was late when we finished talking, and he insisted on walking back to the car. The car park was virtually empty, and I hugged him to say goodbye. The next thing we are kissing, and his hand is up to my skirt and down my panties. Suddenly, I’m 16 again and touched for the very first time. However, It’s not my first time, and many hands and cocks have now enjoyed my feminine delights. Next, I’m on my knees with Chris’s cock in my mouth; he’s moaning as a deep throat him. Then I’m on the back seat of my car, pantyhose and panties in the footwell; he’s not sure as he’s a married man. I tell him that it doesn't count as we are both married. Next, I’m rubbing his cock to get it as hard as possible, then with some coaxing, his cock enters the vagina he first intruded with his fingers all those years ago. The difference this time is I’m in control with this one; I came first, and then just as he was about to cum took him in my mouth, taking and then swallowing most of his load. I'm now a happily married woman and didn’t want another man’s spunk in my pussy.
He asks if he can see me again, I again told him, no, and he looks genuinely upset. I then deeply kiss him, knowing I’ve still got some of his sperm in my mouth that I transfer to his mouth; I think he knew what I was doing too. I also had my hand down his trousers, feeling his cock; I then take his balls in my hands and gently squeeze them. He tensed up as I played with his balls and cock. Men are always very sensitive after they have cum, and I enjoyed knowing this fact. Eventually, we separated and again, I deeply kissed him, hoping I still had some of his sperm in my mouth. I know all this sounds very odd, but for all those years, he used me, and for a change, I wanted to use him. I did feel guilty about what I’d done, but it passed probably quicker than it should have.
At a New Year Eve’s party, both Chris and I were sent out just before midnight to ‘let the New Year in’ There is a local tradition that the darkest boy and girl wait outside and then enter just after midnight to bring in a lucky New Year. As soon as we are outside, Chris had his hand up my dress and into my pantyhose and panties. He and my parents are literally in the building, and he’s outside with two fingers up my pussy. I noticed he shook both my parent's hands as he wished them a happy new year with the hand that had moments before been in my secret feminine place.
I was at a restaurant with my girlfriends, and he was there with his friends. I went to the loo, and he followed into the ladies, pushed me into a cubicle and licked and fingered my pussy. Another time he just turned up at my house and told my parents he needed some help with school work, and he was sure I could help. I was doing my homework as my father brought him to my bedroom! He didn’t need help with homework and spent the next hour groping and feeling every part of my body. He eventually had me naked on the bed; I was terrified my parents would hear something; he then tried to get his cock in me; however, as I later discovered, I had quite a thick hymen which thankfully, prevented him from taking my virginity. The last event I can remember was at the beach. Several families decided to have a day out at the local beach. I was swimming when Chris appeared behind me. We stood and chatted about how nice the weather was; the water covered us to our chests as we stood in the sea. He even waved at my parents and sisters; little did they know his other hand was in my bikini bottoms playing with my pussy.
The confession. I’m now married with two children and hadn’t seen Chris for over ten years. He graduated and moved to another part of the country. I went shopping yesterday and ran into him. He has changed; he’s slimmed down and was very charming, genuinely delighted to see me after all those years. We grabbed a coffee and showed each other family pictures on our phones, and had a great laugh. He told me I was his first love and had often thought about me over the years, regretting we had never become an item.
It was late when we finished talking, and he insisted on walking back to the car. The car park was virtually empty, and I hugged him to say goodbye. The next thing we are kissing, and his hand is up to my skirt and down my panties. Suddenly, I’m 16 again and touched for the very first time. However, It’s not my first time, and many hands and cocks have now enjoyed my feminine delights. Next, I’m on my knees with Chris’s cock in my mouth; he’s moaning as a deep throat him. Then I’m on the back seat of my car, pantyhose and panties in the footwell; he’s not sure as he’s a married man. I tell him that it doesn't count as we are both married. Next, I’m rubbing his cock to get it as hard as possible, then with some coaxing, his cock enters the vagina he first intruded with his fingers all those years ago. The difference this time is I’m in control with this one; I came first, and then just as he was about to cum took him in my mouth, taking and then swallowing most of his load. I'm now a happily married woman and didn’t want another man’s spunk in my pussy.
He asks if he can see me again, I again told him, no, and he looks genuinely upset. I then deeply kiss him, knowing I’ve still got some of his sperm in my mouth that I transfer to his mouth; I think he knew what I was doing too. I also had my hand down his trousers, feeling his cock; I then take his balls in my hands and gently squeeze them. He tensed up as I played with his balls and cock. Men are always very sensitive after they have cum, and I enjoyed knowing this fact. Eventually, we separated and again, I deeply kissed him, hoping I still had some of his sperm in my mouth. I know all this sounds very odd, but for all those years, he used me, and for a change, I wanted to use him. I did feel guilty about what I’d done, but it passed probably quicker than it should have.
# 51885 - by
Rothco / June 16, 2021
