I didn’t want this glorious sensation to end, it was thrilling and as naive as I was I didn’t realise that she was coming on to me, that she wanted more too. Her hands finished their soft torture of my sensitive skin almost as abruptly as they had started and she laid back on her own lounger and chatted some more, inane stuff about the people in our village but in more detail than before, who was shagging who, who she had seen out on the lanes together, who’s car she had seen parked with windows steamed up. We were laughing and I was still feeling aroused when she rolled over and said very innocently: “Do my back, there’s a love.”
My heart was in my mouth as I put the lotion into my hands and lowered them onto her perfectly smooth back. My hands must have been shaking as they moved on her because she giggled and said not to worry she wouldn’t break. She directed my hands, told me where to run the lotion in and I really got into it, my hands coating the backs of her arms, her shoulders the long lean expanse of her back, her sides, thrilling at the softness of the side of her breasts. Then onto her legs from the soles of her feet up her legs. As I got to the backs of her strong horsewoman’s thighs she parted her legs slightly and as I stroked up in-between them, my fingers tantalizingly close to her pussy, she let out a moan, almost a groan and her hips raised up a little. My cock was rock hard, I was almost faint with desire yet so shy I dared not go further.
“That’s enough, sweetie.” She purred as my finger tarried in that sweet valley between her thighs too long and I went back to my lounger hiding my arousal again.
We talked some more, now about girls I liked. She wanted to know what we had done together, how far we had gone. She wanted to know how I felt about them and how I felt when I was with them. She was completely uninhibited in her questioning (she even asked me if I had ever been with another boy!) and I was so wrapped up in answering them that when she sat up and said “Roll over so that you don’t burn.” I did what I was told.
She picked up the lotion and started to rub it into my chest, her hands strong and warm on me, her hands coating my arms with lotion and my stomach, her fingers caressing my nipples on the way past. She watched me as she did it, a little satisfied grin at my obvious discomfort. She moved down to my legs and thighs spreading them as she had spread her own and repeatedly stroking up between them. My cock was twitching every time her fingers got close to it, hard and swollen, straining against the fabric.
She ran a finger lightly along the length of my aching cock making me gasp. “Mmmm.” She murmured, “These aren’t hiding anything, sweetie. I can see just how aroused you are!”
With that she took hold of the sides of the trunks and pulled them down. My cock sprang free, standing hard and desperate for attention. She pulled them all the way off and stood over me, looking at me for a while. She huskily said “you are a beautiful young man.” She poured more lotion into her hands then bent down and stroked my aching cock, her lotion covered hands gripping and caressing it from base to tip.
“So am I to believe you are a virgin?”
“Ur Ur, Yes” I answered.
“Yes, What?” she said, deliberately taking her hands from my aching cock making me squirm and pant with aching desire.
“Ur, Yes, Mrs. Stanton”
And she rewarded me with further slow gentle stroking from the base to sensitive swollen head, her appreciation of my size and hardness evident in her face. My breathing became panting as I felt my orgasm approaching, her hand sending exquisite sensations all through my body. Sensing how close I was she again stopped. I moaned at the sudden loss of contact and her eyes met mine. Her delight in my desperation was evident. Moving she stood again, now straddling me. “Say it.” She said in a breathy determined voice.
“I…I..I’m a virgin, Mrs. Stanton.” I said, a quaver in my voice, not knowing if she is doing this to tease me or humiliate me. To leave me wanting her. But the look in her eyes as she pulled the ties on the sides of her bikini and dropped it to the floor was one of pure lust. My eyes traveled from hers down her toned tanned body to the small triangle of dark curls and below to swollen lips glistening with the evidence of her arousal. As I gazed entirely aroused and captivated, a drop of moisture escaped from her lips and dropped onto my thigh.
“You have no idea how sexy you look right now.” She said as she lowered herself down. Gripping my forearms she held herself up and rolled her hips, moving her pussy lips against my unyielding rock hard cock. Targeting the spot she impaled herself gently on me, a moan escaped her as I was engulfed in the most pleasurable sensation I had ever had. She watched me reveling in the enormity of this moment as she lay there unmoving. Then she slowly lifted and lowered, the hot wet embrace of her pussy sliding over my cock repeatedly until all of her weight was on me and I was buried deep inside her. Her eyes were closed now, her breathing rapid. She moaned as she ground her hips down into mine then started to rock slowly, then faster in my lap, her hot flesh gripping and sliding over me. My every focus was her beautiful body wildly abandoned over me, my passion building, my hips thrusting up to meet hers. Gasping, her eyes wide, she drove her body down onto mine with increasing force and abandon. Wildly we repeatedly thrashed into each other my orgasm closing on me rapidly until my body arched and I felt my cum stream out of me in a mind blowing torrent accompanied by the pure pleasure and thrill of release. Her head fell back and she cried her own lust filled release, crashing her hips onto mine, her pussy entirely filled with my hot hard meat. Through the mist of my own passion I watched this amazing woman cum with wild abandon.
I continued to watch her in awe as her orgasm subsided, writhing and rolling her hips, reveling in the aftershocks, her eyes refocusing, she leveled her gaze on me. An amazingly dirty little smile spread across her face, through hooded lids she said: “Well, that is the last time you can call yourself a virgin.”
I felt on top of the world under her right then, reveling in the joy of it.
“Oooh…… sweetie that was quick and powerful.” she said, panting a little as her breathing began to calm
“I’m sorry” I said, aware that I had lost control almost immediately.
“Oh, no, don’t worry, I was just as desperate as you. The next time will be much longer and maybe even better.” She grinned wickedly.
My heart skipped a beat at the promise of a next time. It must have showed on my face, she smirked and said “Oh, If you are a good boy, there are a lot more lessons to come, we are only just beginning. Can you be a good boy?”
She was playing with my nipple, circling it with one manicured fingernail. “Yes.” I say, sure of myself.
“Yes?……. Yes, what?”
“Yes, Mrs. Stanton”
“Good boy. It is so sexy when you say it like that.” Her look got serious. “Only one rule……….what happens between us is completely secret, completely. Do you understand, not a whisper to anyone!”
“Yes, Mrs. Stanton. I wont say a word.” I replied in total earnest.
“Good boy, you and I are going to have a lot of fun!” She said with a very sexy look in her eye, and reinforced it with a squeeze of my cock with her muscles.
She took her hands from mine and leaned back a bit, her hands resting on my chest, pushing down a little, she felt me reacting to her, swelling again. “Oh my, look at you getting ready for round two already! We ARE going to have a lot of fun.” I felt myself begin to grow and harden inside her captivatingly hot pussy. “But not right now, sweetie. Right now I have to teach Sabrina how to not fall off her pony!”
She lifted off me, my hardening cock slipping gently out of her and slapping down on my stomach wetly accompanied with a wet puddle of cum which she smeared along my cock with her pussy in a slow languorous movement of her hips. She looked resolute though as she stood up saying, “So you stay right here and enjoy the sun. I’ll be back in an hour or so and we pick this up where we left off. I want you rearing to go. What I have in mind for round two will take lots of energy.”
With that she walked back into the house with amazing elegance for someone naked except for a pair of wedge sandals. She picked up my clothes on the way, calling back “you wont be needing these, I’ll put them somewhere safe!”
I watched her go, then laid back, thrilled and already hard for her.
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