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A Lifetime in One Moment 2

Date: 7/16/2015, Categories: True Story, First Time, Mature, Virginity, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 91.7, Source: sexstories.com

And then just as slowly as she had taken me into her mouth, she let me back out. She gripped my penis and stroked it slowly as she took my scrotum into her mouth. She turned her head to the side and sucked my testicles deep inside her mouth, and then she placed her mouth over the very base of my erection, where it disappeared inside my body, a place I wasn't sure I had been aware of before that moment. She nuzzled it and pressed her face against me. Now I did feel the stirrings within, the little triggers that hint that an eruption was eminent. I wanted to warn her. I didn't want to come in her hair. "Oh, I think...." I could hardly speak, "...come, unh." "It's okay. Come in my mouth," she whispered up to me. She released my balls and took the head of my penis in her mouth. She sucked at it while she stroked me with one hand and massaged my quickly ascending testicles with the other. And then I came in her mouth. I teetered a bit, and she put her hands on my hips to steady me, all the while suckling me and swallowing my cum. No one had ever done that to me before, but she didn't seem to mind. In fact, I believe she enjoyed it. She stood up and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "Oh my God," I exclaimed. "Pretty good, huh?" she asked with a knowing, girlish smile. "That was incredible." "I am glad you enjoyed it." "'Enjoy' is hardly a strong enough word." "Why don't you go lie on the bed and relax while I brush my teeth?" She pointed to a second door in the bathroom. ... "Right in there." It wasn't the master bedroom. It was a sparsely but handsomely decorated guest room. The bed had four posts topped with small carved pineapples. It looked inordinately heavy. There were cream-colored sheets and a faded blue cotton blanket. I stretched out on top of the covers. The pillows were large, overstuffed, and I had to punch them in a bit to keep my head from being swallowed. The windows were in alcoves, and the pale curtains cast a shadowy light. I closed my eyes. There was a ceiling fan above the bed and it was on its slowest setting, gently wafting the cool air. I felt drained and fully relaxed, and had I thought I could get away with it I might have dropped off to sleep. When Laura came into the room she was in her robe again. She carried another bottle of wine, cold and white this time, and two fresh glasses. She set them on the nightstand and walked over to the dresser where there was a record player. She flipped through a stack of records. "I suppose," she started, "that if we are going to enjoy an affair in one afternoon, we can afford two bottles of wine, don't you think?" "Absolutely," I said as I sat up and filled the glasses. I was very thirsty, and the wine was icy cold and very dry; it tasted magnificent. The record started. It sounded like Duke Ellington. She stood beside the bed now, one hand on her hip, sipping her wine, looking at me. "What are you thinking about?" I asked. "I am hoping you can stay the night," she said wistfully. She ...