1. A Lifetime in One Moment


    Date: 7/16/2015, Categories: True Story, First Time, Mature, Virginity, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 91.6, Source: sexstories.com

    near the sink. She took another towel and stood beside the tub and held it open. "Here, I will dry you." I got out of the tub. She positioned me on the throw rug, and just as slowly and tenderly, she dried my wet body, paying particular attention, I noted, to my stimulated genitalia. She tossed the towel aside and stood naked before me. She pulled the band that was holding her hair back and shook her head, and the curls cascaded around her face, brushing her shoulders. There she was, Mrs. Hollander, Laura, my neighbor, a friend of my mother – beautiful and mysterious. And then I detected a profound melancholy in her eyes. "Maybe I shouldn't have done this," she said softly. "Why," I said, stepping towards her. "Maybe this wasn't such a good idea." She looked at the floor. I knew I had to say something. I was scared she would send me away. "Please don't say that," I said touching her cheek. "It's not right." "We've come too far." Yes too far to turn back now I wanted to say, but didn't. I put my arms around her. "Look, there is nowhere in the whole world I would rather be than right here with you." She rested her head on my shoulder. My erection pressed into her lower abdomen, but it meant nothing to me at the moment. I had to convince her to finish what we had started. "You're so young." She looked at me, put her hands on my chest. I put my forehead against hers. "That's not fair. I could love you." "I suppose you could, if only for a moment," she said touching my lower lip ...
    with the tip of her finger. "What?" She tilted her head. "Do you think it is possible for two people to love one another for just one moment, for one brief period of time?" "For one afternoon...?" She smiled broadly. "Yes, one brief, impossible afternoon." "Yes, I believe it's possible." I so much wanted to believe it was possible. "Good. So do I." She laughed. "Okay then..." She seemed to have resolved the issue. The sadness was gone from her eyes. "You have to promise me you will never..." "Tell anyone, ever. I promise." I was not expecting what happened next. She kissed my lips playfully, and then my neck, and then my chest, and then she lowered herself until she was kneeling in front of me, whereupon she took my straining manhood in her mouth, lovingly, slowly, caressing it with her lips and tongue. "Oh my," I sighed. Thank you God is what I wanted to say. I petted her head. I closed my eyes. To this day, I don't know what she did or how she did it, but what I felt in her mouth over the next few minutes was the most exquisite sensation my genitals have ever experienced. With my eyes closed, I could imagine my penis lodged inside a wonderfully magic place. Just when I thought she couldn't possibly take anymore of me, she did. No teeth, no uncomfortable bending, just perfect, warm, moist passion surrounding me, kneading my fleshy organ. She would hold me there, her forehead pressed against my abdomen, and then... I don't know if she was swallowing or ever so gently opening ...