0 comments/ 86836 views/ 9 favorites First Taste of Sex By: HereinNV I was eighteen the first time I made love to a woman, and I was lucky enough for it to be with my best friend. Her name was Anna, and we had known each other practically since birth. Through the years I watched her blossom into a beautiful young woman, and I had spent plenty of time fantasizing about having sex with her. Anna was a year and a half older than me, and she stood a petite 5'3" tall. She was perfect: not too thin, but not the least bit heavy, with large 34DD breasts which hung perfectly when she went without a bra. She had long, soft brown hair which stopped just above her captivating ass. To me she was the image of the perfect woman. I was a husky, 5'8" tall and weighing a tad under two-hundred pounds. With shaggy brown hair and blue eyes I wasn't the best looking guy out there, but I was handsome enough to hold my own. In my mind, however, I didn't think I ever had a chance with a woman like Anna. It was early summer and school was out. I had just finished my senior year of high school, and would be starting college the following September. Anna had just finished her freshman year of college and would be beginning her sophomore year in the fall. Throughout June Anna and I had taken to swimming together, either in her pool or mine. Seeing her in her bikini was at time more than I could take, and she had occasionally taken notice of the bulge in my swim trunks. In response, she had taken to teasing me, making sure that she brushed her breasts against me, hugging me in the pool so that our crotches were in direct contact. I had no clue at the time, but she was letting me know that she wanted me. For an entire month this little game went on, leaving me incredibly frustrated and I had shot many a load of cum into the toilet wishing it was into her. Fourth of July weekend was the worst. Her parents had a barbecue and all the kids, Anna and I included were enjoying the pool. Later in the evening, only the two of us were left and Anna decided that I should wrap my arms around her from behind, because she was cold. I did what was asked of me, and placed my arms around her stomach, and bent my knees so she would have somewhere to sit. The coldness of the water was enough to keep me from having an erection, so there was no awkwardness to the embrace. That was until two events took place: First Anna began to grind her ass against my crotch. This began to make me hard, but I was able to move my body in such a way so that my stiffening cock wouldn't be noticed by her. Then Anna took my hands and cupped them over her breasts. I tried to pull them away since her parents were just inside the house, but she put her hands over mine. I could feel her hard nipples through the wet fabric of her bikini and immediately got the hardest erection of my short life. My cock poked her in the ass cheek, which made her giggle. It was incredibly hot, yet awkward and I was relieved when the party was over and Anna's parents kicked everyone out. For the next few weeks this teasing continued, but Anna got more and more aggressive. She had taken to changing into her bikini in front of me, with her back to me so that I could catch the occasional glimpse of her pussy lips. She had also began to untie her bikini top, allowing the sheer mass of her breasts to hold it in place, leaving very little to the imagination. It was driving me nuts, but I was afraid of what could happen if I told her I enjoyed her teasing as much as she seemed to enjoy being a tease. In late July I guess Anna couldn't take my lack of action anymore and became very assertive. We were both in her bedroom alone, playing some video games. We were in our bathing suits waiting for some thunderstorms to pass before we could go swimming. Anna asked me to go downstairs and get some sodas, since her parents hated it when she traipsed about in her bikini. When I stood up, she knelt in front of me, pulled down my swim trunks and put my still flaccid dick in her mouth: she was giving me my first blowjob! I was shocked, but my cock seemed to know what was going on, as it quickly hardened in response to the attention it was receiving. Anna continued to suck my shaft, paying attention to the head with her tongue. She caressed my balls with her hands and looked up at me the entire time. Soon I couldn't take it anymore and I felt myself reach the point to no return. I warned Anna, and she began to bob her head as I filled her pretty mouth with my spunk and rode out the most intense orgasm I had ever felt. I was already weak in the knees, but I was nearly floored when she opened her mouth to show me the sperm inside it and I was further shocked when she swallowed my cum. After standing up, Anna kissed me on the cheek and proceeded to take off her bikini top and bottom; she was now completely naked. I stared at her, taking in the beauty of her body: her large tits with their eraser sized nipples and light pink aureole (which also stood up as she became aroused), her perfect ass and her glistening pussy which had blossomed like a flower. She layed on her bed, on her back and spread her legs. My cock, which had begun to soften after the blowjob, now sprung back to attention at the sight of Anna's pussy lips, and the insertion of her fingers into her wet hole. She put her fingers in her mouth, tasting her juices, then looked at me and motioned for me to come to her. I complied and she said "make love to me, I want your cock deep inside of me, and I don't want to wait anymore." I was once again stunned and at first refused, being concerned since her parents were home and we had no condoms. Anna put my fears to bed replying: "They're in the basement, so as long as we're quiet they won't hear a thing." I once again asked about protection, not wanting to become a parent in my teens, to which she replied: "Don't worry, I've been on the pill since last summer, now will you please stop worrying and just fuck me!" With that I mounted her missionary style. I put my cock between her pussy lips and teased her by sliding it up and down from her erect clitoris to her tiny pink asshole. This had the effect of making her squirm and giggle and culminated with her demanding that I penetrate her. I stopped my teasing and placed the head of my cock between her pussy lips, right at the entrance of her vagina. I could see and feel just how wet she was, and could smell her wonderful musky aroma. With one slow motion I thrust my cock inside her, burying myself to the balls in her snatch. The feeling was overwhelming, her pussy was hot, wet and felt like velvet; it was the best thing I had ever felt. Since Anna had sucked me off earlier, it took a few minutes of thrusting before I had the urge to cum. Anna must have felt my cock twitch and harden further, because she looked into my eyes and said: "That's right baby, I want you to cum deep inside my pussy." It was her words that finally pushed me over the edge, and I felt my balls tighten as I shot spurt after spurt of hot jizz into her, having a quite intense orgasm. The long, deep thrusts which preceded my ejaculation must have sent Anna over the edge, because I felt her body tense and her pussy rhythmically contract around my quivering member. After or orgasms, which seemed to last forever, I pulled my softening dick from her vagina and watched as Anna began to push my semen out of her. It was a beautiful sight: her young, freshly fucked pussy dripping with cum. She giggled and said: "A creampie, just like in the movies." The thunderstorms never moved on, so we spent the rest of the day having sex over and over, until we were both too sore to continue. Anna confided in me that I was not her first time, but that she had wanted to fuck me for quite some time. We spent the next two years having sex whenever we could, which was often since we only lived a few blocks apart. It was with Anna that I learned how to eat pussy, where the G-spot is and had my first experience with anal. I miss her dearly and am eternally grateful for all that she taught me. First Taste of Sin "Forgive me Father, for I have sinned." I pause before continuing, "I seduced a married man. A man who is 38 years older than me and has known me my entire life." ***** I never meant to seduce him. In fact, I'd never even thought about him in a sexual way. It wasn't until the dream. Before I get to that, I'll start at the beginning. I was an average college student. Average looks, average body, just average. I'd never really dated any guys before. I had found that guys my age tended to be very immature and boring. No, I wanted a mature person, someone who knew who he was and what he was doing in life. I wanted a man. And he, we'll call him Dr. F, was all of that and more. He was a successful doctor and a close family friend. By the age of 60, he had established a family, his own medical practice, and owned several buildings. I met him when I was very young. Growing up, I became closer and closer to him, and he became a father figure to me. Any difficulties I had, I could always talk to him. He would smile at me and give me whatever advice he thought would help me. "Sweetie," he would say to me as he lovingly touched my hand or rubbed my shoulder, "don't worry about it. It'll all work out in the end." And it always did. This was our relationship, a loving almost father-daughter bond. But, after waking up from my dream, hot and wet, I knew for sure that that relationship had changed in my mind. I had had that dream once before and had completely denied it at the time. How could I be attracted to a man who was 38 years older than me? A man with a wife and grown children? After having that dream the first time, I hated myself. I was a homewrecker, a horrible person. I deserved to burn in the deepest pits of hell for the thoughts I was having. Because of that, I did the only thing I could think of. I stayed away from him. No longer did I drop by his office to talk to him or just hang out. I just disappeared, trying my hardest to fight the disturbing thoughts that I was having. But, he made it difficult. After noticing how differently I'd been behaving, he'd sought me out to make sure that I was fine. As we spoke, everything returned to normal and I felt all of my lust and desire for him fade. Then, the dream happened again and I knew that there was no denying it. Our relationship had drastically changed. ________________________________________ "Hi," I smiled as I walked into his office. Dr. F looked up at me and returned the smile. "What a surprise. What are you doing here?" he asked as he put his pen down. I shrugged and took a seat. As I did, I caught his eye and the dream I had had the night before hit me, hard. Suddenly, I felt incredibly nervous in his presence, he who I had known my entire life. Swallowing, I shrugged a bit and replied, "I pulled a muscle in my back." Immediately, his eyes widened slightly as concern filled them. "Did you lift anything heavy?" Shaking my head, I replied, "I think I pulled it in my sleep." As I said the words, visions of our naked, sweaty bodies intermingled crossed my mind. Against my will, a slight blush crept up my cheeks. "Are you okay?" he asked, noticing the strange look on my face. I looked at him and, for a moment, could think of nothing more than ripping his clothes and mine off. Quickly pushing that thought from my mind, I nodded and muttered, "I'm fine. I just didn't sleep too well last night." "I can imagine," he remarked in reference to my back. However, I knew why I hadn't slept well. "Well, let's go in the back and I'll see what I can do." Nodding, I stood and followed behind him, a tiny smile on my face. I was going to make my dream a reality. "So, how's college?" he asked as I laid down on the yoga mat he rolled out for me. "Tests, papers, no sleep. The usual," I replied, earning a chuckle from him. "Well, at least you're graduating next semester," he commented and I nodded. "I can't believe you're going to be 22 in a few months. I've known you since you were a little girl. How time flies." "I know. Hard to imagine I'm a woman now," I replied, my voice unconsciously becoming deeper. However, he didn't seem to notice and just chuckled. "Okay, let's see," he said as he began to massage my back. As he hit the spot where my muscles were tangled, I let out an involuntary moan. "I'm guessing that's the spot," he chuckled as he continued to massage my back. I opened my mouth to respond but another moan escaped. Suddenly, my dream flashed through my mind once again. This was exactly what he had been doing. Massaging my back. But then his hands had moved from my back to other places. However, I knew that he would never do that. At least, not without some persuasion. "Feeling better?" he asked and I mumbled a 'sort of' as I sat up and looked at him. "Where else hurts?" he asked as he moved to stand behind me, his hands on my back. At that moment, I knew that I had to make a choice: abandon my plan and fantasize every night about this man until I went mad with lust or take the leap and possibly humiliate myself. "A little to the side," I mumbled. "Here?" he asked as his hands moved down my sides. "No, lower," I replied and felt his hands move lower down my body towards my ass. "Wrong direction," I said and felt his hands move again until they returned to the spot they'd been at before. "No, come here," I said and he moved to stand in front of me once again. Inhaling deeply, I summoned all of my courage and, reaching up, took both his hands in mine. He didn't move as I positioned his hands so that they were resting on my breasts. "Here," I said, unable to look him in the eyes. "What?!" he immediately demanded as he removed his hand as if my flesh had singed him. At that moment, I looked up and felt all of my hope disappear when I saw the look on his face. "What are you doing?" Unable to think clearly, I shook my head, trying my best to keep my tears at bay. I succeeded and looked up at him, my features composed. "I was just showing you where else hurt," I replied. As I did, anger suddenly crept into me. Anger at him for rejecting me, anger at myself for being so stupid, and anger overall for being born so late and never having a chance with this man. Suddenly, I lashed out, "just forget it," as I grabbed my sweater and tried to pull it on. "Wait," he said as he reached out to grab my arm in an attempt to calm me down. "No, forget it! I'll just go see my doctor. It's fine," I pulled my arm from his grasp and stood. As I moved to leave, he sighed and placed his hand on my shoulder. "I'm sorry. That was an overreaction. Please sit down," he said. I stood my ground for a few seconds, just sulking, before I sighed and sat back down. "Now, show me where exactly hurts," he said as I removed my sweater. Inhaling deeply, I took his hands and placed them on my breasts once again. "Here?" he asked and I nodded. "It hurts when I squeeze it," I said. As I said it, he looked up and caught my eyes. For a moment, we both stood still, staring into each other's eyes. Clearing his throat, he returned his gaze to my breasts and gave them a mild squeeze. The moment he did, I let out a slight gasp and he looked up at me. "Did that hurt?" he asked, and I nodded. "Just a bit," I replied. Then, I decided to go ahead with the next step. "You know, my nipples have been looking weird lately," I said, looking him directly in the eyes as I said it. I saw a strange look pass through his eyes before he cleared his throat and nodded. "I see. I guess I can, umm, take a look. Just to, umm, make sure that everything is, err, alright," he said with a slight smile, which I returned as I removed my tank top and then my bra. The moment the cool air hit my breasts, my nipples tightened. I looked up at him and saw that he'd also noticed. "Well?" I asked. However, he just stared at my breasts, unsure what to do. Then, he raised his hands and cupped both of my breasts. "They feel," he paused as he squeezed them, "firm." "What about my nipples?" I asked. "They feel weird when I pinch them." As I said it, I saw the same strange look enter his eyes before he cleared his throat and gently pinched both nipples. As he did, I let out an involuntary moan. "Again, they seem fine," he managed. However, he gave my breasts another squeeze and I moaned again. "Does it hurt?" he asked and I shook my head. "No, there doesn't hurt," I said. I looked at him and, feeling bold, took his right hand in mine. "Here does," I whispered as I positioned it over my now wet pussy. For a moment, he just stared at his hand as it laid there, touching my crotch. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he pulled his hand away. "This is wrong," he said as he turned away from me. "You're 38 years younger than me. I've known you since you were a little girl." "But, I'm not a little girl anymore," I whispered. He turned around and looked at me, his eyes taking in my tight nipples and supple breasts. "No, I can't," he said, shaking his head. Deciding to use my last weapon, I said, "in my dream last night, you did." As I said it, he looked at me and I gave him a small smile before adding, "and we both loved it." I pushed myself up and slowly walked towards him as he unconsciously moved backwards. Soon, he was up against the wall and I was up against him. "Why can't you see that I want you?" I whispered as I pressed myself against him. "It's always been you. No boy can satisfy me. I need a man, and you're that man." As I spoke, I rubbed myself against his crotch and, sure enough, he was hard. With a wicked smile, I looked up at him and said, "I see you're not as unaffected as you pretend to be." My hands slowly made their way down to his zipper and I teasingly stroked his hard cock though the fabric. "Don't worry. I'm soaking for you." That was all it took for him to lose control. Before I knew what was happening, he had me on the floor, already undoing my jeans. "I can ta-" I began but he had already ripped my jeans and underwear off. Clearly, the man was an expert in undressing women. "Are you sure you want this?" was all he asked as he looked at me, his fingers poised over my slick, wet pussy. Looking him in the eyes, I replied in a strong voice, "yes." The moment the word left my mouth, he lowered his fingers and opened my lips. His thumb reached down and stroked my clit. As he stroked it again, I knew that I had made the right choice. And, I knew that there was no going back. Not that I cared anymore. The pleasure his fingers were giving me made it impossible for me to think. "Oh God," I moaned as he continued to stroke my hot clit. He stroked it again before I felt a finger teasing my opening. Looking up at him, I was shocked. Gone was the gentle and composed man I had seen for so many years. What I saw in front of my was 100% beast. I could see the feral look in his eyes and could feel the lust and desire radiating off of him in waves, feeding off of my own. "Fuck!" I groaned as he began to pump in and out of me with his finger. As he did, his thumb continued to massage my clit while his other hand moved to cup my breast. "Oh my god," I whimpered as I felt my control disappearing and my body becoming liquid. As I moaned and writhed in pleasure, he leaned down and kissed me hard, his tongue plunging into my mouth. It was my first taste of sin, and I thoroughly loved it. Fuck," he groaned as he continued to plunge his tongue into my mouth, his breath mingling with mine. As he did, my hands reached up and wrapped around him, threading through his hair as I struggled to hold onto something to anchor myself. "Ooooo," I continued to moan like a bitch in heat, and he moved downwards, his hot breath caressing my body as he took my left nipple in his mouth. Overwhelmed with pleasure, I could do nothing more than moan and groan as everything began to merge and become one in my vision. "Oh, fuck!" By now, I was panting and a thin layer of sweat coated my forehead as he continued to thrust his finger in and out of my hot core. "Mmmm," I whimpered as my hips suddenly began to buck, perfectly in sync with his finger. "Someone is eager," he grumbled in my ear before he proceeded to suck on my neck. As he did, he slid another finger into me, stretching my pussy further. "Fuuuuc-" I moaned into his chest as I lost all control. A scream ripped through my throat as I orgasmed. My body shuddering, I looked up at him and saw lust in his eyes. "We're just getting started," he whispered to me. With that, he leaned down and kissed my mouth before pressing kisses down my body, making his way to my pussy. Then, he stopped. I looked down and saw him hovering over my wet pussy. Looking me in the eyes, he lowered his head and inhaled deeply. As he did, a blush crossed my face. No one had ever seen my cunt before, and no one had ever smelled my cum. "Relax," he said to me before he lowered his head. His tongue darted out and slid across my swollen clit. The feel of his cool tongue and hot breath on my soaked cunt made me groan. Taking that as permission, he continued licking my clit before he opened his mouth and began sucking on it. "Shit," I groaned as he raised my hips to get better leverage. As he continued to lick and suck my pussy, I felt myself losing control again. "Oh god," I moaned as his tongue entered my pussy. As he began to plunge his tongue in and out of my cunt, I began to buck my hips, following his movement. Never before had I experienced such pleasure. Even the dream hadn't been this amazing. Reaching down, I threaded my hand through his hair and shoved his face deeper into my cunt as I continued to buck my hips and groan like an animal. As he stuck his tongue in again, I felt my control leave and screamed as I climaxed hard, my body shaking and shuddering as I buried his face in my pussy. "Oh my god, oh my god," was all I could groan as I looked at him. He pushed himself up and kissed me, our tongues mingling as I tasted myself. By now, I was exhausted and he could see that. "We're far from done," he whispered as he took my hand and guided it to his stiff cock. Looking me in the eyes, he said, "this still has to go in you." The moment he said those words to me, it was as if something snapped. I was suddenly horny as fuck again and wanted nothing more than to feel him inside me. Reaching down, I began to unbutton his shirt. Although he was 60, he was still well muscled, his body toned from the workouts I knew he still did. In awe, I stroked his body, making my way down to his belt. Looking up at him, I was surprised to see his head was thrown back, a look of complete ecstasy on his face. Noting my hesitation, his eyes flew open and he looked at me. Seeing the questioning look on my face, he gave a slight nod and I resumed my perusal of his body, my fingers opening his pant button and pushing his pants and boxers down. As I did, his hard cock sprung free and I could do nothing more than stare. He was big, at least 7 inches and thick. Unable to stop myself, I reached out and wrapped my hand around his throbbing shaft, earning a shudder from him. As he shuddered, I smiled to myself. It seemed that he wasn't as in control as he pretended to be. Suddenly feeling bold, I did something I had never done before. I lowered my head and ran my tongue along his tip, tasting his precum. He shuddered again and I looked up to see him staring at me, his eyes full of lust and desire, looking like an animal in pain. Still looking him in the eyes, I took him in my mouth, his entire length. "Fuck!" escaped his lips as I began to suck on his long, hard dick. Moving back and forth, I worked up a rhythm with my mouth. He tasted salty but clean. As I continued to suck, he continued to groan in pleasure and pain. Deciding to play with him some more, I pulled away until just his tip was in my mouth. Using my tongue, I licked him, rolling my tongue back and forth over his head while my hand began to work on his shaft, moving up and down. Then, I took him in again. As I did, I closed my mouth slightly, letting my teeth graze over his cock. He shuddered and bucked his hips slightly, pushing himself deeper into my mouth. Looking up, I realized that he was holding back. I made a slight sound and he looked down at me, kneeling with his cock in my mouth.I gave my head a slight shake, giving him the permission he was afraid to ask for. That was all it took. He grabbed my head and began to pump his dick in and out of my mouth, throwing his head back in pleasure as I gagged when he went down my throat. As he fucked my mouth, I could feel myself becoming wet again. Still taking him in, my hand moved down and I began to rub my clit as he facefucked me. Then, just as he was about to release in my mouth, he pulled out. "Come," he barely managed before he grabbed my ankles and pulled me towards him. Looking down at me, he waited for me to give him permission. The moment I nodded, he slammed his long, throbbing cock into my wet pussy. "Fuck!" he groaned as he buried his length inside me. The pain of it was intense but I paid no attention. All I cared about was him moving as he began fucking me like a man in need. "Shit," I moaned as he began to thrust in and out, burying his cock up to the hilt inside me. He began to pick up his speed and I wrapped my legs around him as my hips began to buck, letting him in even deeper. The feeling of his dick moving inside me was unlike anything I'd ever experienced before. "Harder," I moaned as I lost myself to pleasure and rhythm. "Fuck me harder!" By now, we were like animals, fucking and moaning and groaning. I let out a scream as he drove his cock deeper and slammed my pussy. The force of it made me shoot upright and I wrapped my arms around his neck, my mouth seeking his as we sat intermingled on the ground with me riding his dick. "Oh my god, oh fuck," I groaned into his neck as he continued to buck his hips and suck on my neck. I couldn't think of anything else to say as I lost myself to the pleasure. Suddenly, without warning, he flipped me so that I was sitting on him as he laid on the ground. "Move," he groaned up at me. I placed my hands on his chest and began to move, riding the length of him cowgirl style. God, did it feel good to have his thick cock inside me, stretching my pussy. I kept this up for a few minutes, just riding him while our hands explored each other's body. Then, he placed his hands on my hips and began to rapidly pump in and out of my cunt at amazing speed. As he did, I could do nothing more than throw my head back and moan. I knew that I would never be able to experience this pleasure with anyone else. He continued to plow my pussy before he flipped me over so that I was on all fours. Then, without removing his cock, he reached down and grabbed my arms, pulling them back as he fucked me doggy style. As he did, I was lost. I was honestly willing to let this man do whatever he wanted to to me. He could fuck me whenever and however he wanted. I was a slut, but I didn't care. I was his slut. He continued to pump in and out before he let out a loud groan and began shoving his dick deeper inside me. "I'm gonna cum, oh fuck," he groaned as he moved to pull his dick out. "It's fine. I'm on the pill," I moaned through my haze of pleasure. "The pill doesn't alwa-" he was saying in short breaths but I cut him off groaning, "I want you to cum inside my pussy!" As I said it, he shoved himself deep in and let out a beast like yell. "Fuuuuuck!" I screamed as he shot his hot load inside my cunt. Exhausted, I collapsed onto the ground and he on top of me. First Taste of Sin "Shit," I moaned as I looked at him. He gave me a tiny smile and moved to take his dick out but I shook my head. "Leave it," I whispered as I wrapped my arms around him and began to kiss him, my leg wrapping around him and pulling him closer to me. He returned the kiss and began to caress my body, his hands roaming until they reached my ass. Squeezing my ass, he mumbled, "what about here?" I looked at him and, with a small smile, replied, "I'd let you fuck me anywhere." His eyes suddenly grew dark and I felt his cock twitch inside me. "Promise?" he asked as he reached down and began to tease my clit. "Yes," I moaned as I pushed myself into his hand. "Then, are you ready?" he asked as he slid his cock out. He was hard again. Was that even possible? I nodded and he raised himself up. I did as well and positioned myself on all fours once again. He looked down at my ass and stretched my cheeks, exposing my asshole. I let out an anticipating moan as he stroked my asshole with his cock. "Stick it in," I begged, sounding exactly like the slut I was feeling like. "Are you su-" he began asking but I cut him off, yelling, "fuck my ass!" He grabbed my ass and spread the cheeks before he slid his cock inside. As he did, I let out a loud groan as I felt my asshole stretch to take him in. "God, you're big!" I managed before he chuckled and began to move in and out. As he did, his hand moved down and began to play with my clit as a finger teased my cunt. "Fuck, this feels so good," I moaned as I began to move, sliding my ass back and forth on his cock. "You're so tight," he said as he leaned over on top of me, effectively straddling me as he began to squeeze my breasts. Then, without warning, he pulled me down on him, causing his dick to ram up my ass. "Fuck! Oh my god," I howled, in pain and pleasure. I sat there on his dick while he continued to plow my asshole and massage my tits. "So good. Oh god, so good," was all I could manage as I wrapped an arm around his neck. Who knew anal could feel so good? "You're so tight," he moaned into my hair as I rode him. I couldn't even answer. My brain had shut down. All I could think about was the fact that I was fucking Dr. F, just like in my dream. His long, thick cock was shoved into my asshole and his fingers were buried inside my pussy. I was in heaven. "Fuck," he groaned in my ear, his hot breath making my skin tingle. "I'm gonna come soon." "Do it in my ass," I replied back before he pushed me down on all fours and began to fuck me like a man possessed. "Oh fuck. Fuck. Oh fuck," he was breathing rapidly and I could feel my own orgasm approaching. One pump, two pump, three pump. He let out a loud groan and shoved his dick as far into my ass as he could, releasing his cum into my asshole just as I orgasmed. "Oh god," I groaned as I collapsed, cum leaking out of my ass and pussy. He collapsed beside me and flipped me so that I was facing him. Looking into my eyes, he leaned down and captured my lips again. He began to kiss me again while his hands played with my breasts. "That was," I paused and looked at him, "amazing. A million times better than my dreams." Chuckling, he caressed my face and replied, "the real thing is always better." I nodded before my face sobered. Looking at him, I asked the question I knew we would have to face eventually. "What happens now?" He looked at my concerned face and sighed before shrugging. "We'll just have to forget this incident. Pretend it never happened." The moment he said it, I shook my head. "I can't forget this. I can't forget you," I whispered as my hand trailed down his body. "I can't forget this cock." I gripped his dick and looked at him, continuing, "you were my first fuck. I doubt anyone after this will be able to measure up against you. I only want your dick inside me." As I said the words, his eyes grew dark and I felt his cock twitch in my hand. However, just as quickly, he shook his head, pushing my words away. "We can't. What would people say? I'm 38 years older than you," he pleaded, to which I shook my head and said, "age is but a number. Why does it matter when we have a connection?" Sighing, he continued, "but I have a wife and children. Amd you, you're just starting out. Soon you'll find a nice boy close to your age." "No one will ever measure upto you. And you yourself said your marriage dissolved years ago. Your wife has her own affairs going on, so why can't you?" Before he could answer, I continued, "I love you, Dr. F. Everything about you. I feel like we're soulmates despite the age gap. We have a special connection with each other that no one else has." At that moment, I stroked his cock and, with a wicked smile, said, "and besides, only your dick will make me happy now. I've become your little cum slave. I would never deny you anything." "Promise?" he asked, his eyes turning dark again. Feeling a delicious shudder run through me, I nodded and replied, "I'd let you do anything," to which he smiled. "Then do I have plans for you," he whispered before he leaned down and sucked on my neck again while his fingers teased my clit, causing me to groan. "I can't wait," I breathed as I pushed his hand deeper into my pussy. I knew that everything that was happening now was wrong, and I knew that I would burn in Hell for all of eternity for my sins but, honestly, I no longer cared. If an eternity of damnation was the price I'd pay for such pleasure, then so be it. ***** "And so, Father, I had sex with a married man. A man 38 years older than me. Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned," I paused for a moment before I continued, "and forgive me, Father, for I will continue to sin. Again and again and again." As I left the church that night, I knew that I was on my descent to Hell, and I honestly didn't care. If this was the path to Hell, then I would gladly walk down it, moaning and groaning the entire time. I pulled out my phone and quickly dialed. "Dr. F, what are you doing tonight?" I breathed as I walked away from the church.