1. 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

    day we can pretend to be lovers. I can feel young again; you can feel like a man. We can fall in love and get married and have children and grow old together – all in one day. A lifetime in one moment." "I like that thought," I murmured. I untied the belt of her robe and slipped my hand inside and petted her thigh. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back. "So do I," she sighed. I tried to imagine what she was thinking at that moment. With my head in her lap and my ear against her thigh, I felt like I was an Indian guide with my ear to the ground; I was trying to hear her thoughts through her skin, as if they were echoing inside her body. What I heard was the thud and echo of a weighty loneliness. She had obviously given this day, our moment together, some thought. I was a visitor in her imagination. I could see her plan. She had wanted to feed me and bathe me and then relieve me of my initial sexual tension before sharing her bed with me. And then she had wanted me to understand the ephemeral nature of our relationship. We were free to give ourselves completely to the moment, we were free to love one another for the moment, but it would be a singular moment. I understood all that What I didn't understand was the desolation I sensed in her. Her robe was fully parted now. I was running my hand down from her shoulder over her breasts, her tummy, her hips, her thighs. She was exposed and vulnerable. And then I understood. She had made herself vulnerable to me. It was like ...
    she was handing me a precious, delicate gift, and she was waiting to see whether I was clumsy and stupid and would drop and break it, or whether I was man enough to handle it carefully and treat it with respect. She had placed herself at great emotional risk in the hope that I was worthy, that I could make her loneliness and sadness go away, that I could quell her desolation by sharing myself completely with her, if only for a time. I sat up. Her hand fell from my head. She opened her eyes and looked into mine. "I understand," I said. "Then I can say it;" she whispered, "what I feel for you right now, Kevin, is love." "I love you, too," I replied, and we kissed to seal our pact. Laura then smiled and pulled me to her. I leaned into her and put my head against her chest. She held me tightly. The echoes of loneliness and sadness had quieted, I thought. Laura slipped off her robe and we lay on the bed our sides facing each other, our limbs entangled, our mouths pressed together. We kissed like reunited lovers after a long and arduous separation. We kissed passionately and purposefully. We kissed like we were searching for a connection, and slowly but certainly I felt that connection ignite and burn between us. We fondled and explored each other's genitals. We were progressing, I knew, towards the act, and I felt like I had to say something. "I am a virgin," I whispered in her ear. She stopped moving as if she hadn't expected that. "Oh," she uttered. I waited "We don't have to do ...
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