5 comments/ 63883 views/ 36 favorites Educating Our Youth Ch. 03-04 By: cindyexposed Chapter 3: Shy Stephen suddenly feels pretty bold I showered, savoring the warmth of the pulsing jet as I rinsed Stephen's semen from my face, hair, shoulders and legs. I reflected on the morning. Things had certainly gone much, much further than I had intended. In a matter of moments, I went from some harmless teasing to a physical sexual relationship with my young boarder. And this young boarder was the son of my good friend and neighbor. Was it even possible to contain this situation? Did I really want to contain it? Stephen had given me a powerful orgasm. And I could not deny that I thoroughly enjoyed masturbating him and watching his powerful, impressive ejaculation. Even now, recalling the sight of his large, thick erection spurting long warm strings of youthful semen aroused me. As some of you know from my previous stories, Jim's and my relationship had not been entirely 'monogamous'. Early in our marriage, Jim had 'shared' me with other men on occasion. But when our two sons came along, and as they got old enough to understand what was socially acceptable and what was not, we abandoned our more lurid activities. We settled down into more normal, and yes, mundane lifestyle. So it had been many years since my sex life involved anyone other than my husband. So being fingered to orgasm by my young house guest, and then masturbating him to his climax, had stirred memories and desires deep inside me that had long be dormant. Yes, I was forced to admit, my encounter with Stephen had me aroused, and anxious, and uncertain how to proceed. I knew that I needed to set limits; but what would they be? And how could I control Stephen in light of his discovery of how easily I could be seduced and manipulated? Being honest with myself, I did not have a good history of resisting males, especially strong, confident and assertive ones. And while Stephen was rather shy and reserved when he arrived here a couple of weeks ago, he certainly was more confident and assertive this morning than I had ever seen him before. I turned off the water, and dried myself. I glanced at myself in the steamy mirror. In all honesty, and objectively speaking, I was still a very attractive woman. My smallish B-cup breasts were firm and perky. My figure was not much different than it was when I was 19. And I had a cute, pretty face in the style of Meg Ryan. I still had the cute little surfer girl look from my youth. I was pleased with how well I held up over the years. But back to the issue at hand, I needed to talk with Stephen, before Jim returned, and establish some rules and guidelines. I dried, blow-dried my hair, and put on some make-up. If I was going to talk to the young man whose cock I had just jacked-off, I wanted to look good. I knew when I did it, it was a mistake, but rather than getting dressed, I put on my swim suit. It was a two piece, red & white bikini that had a halter top and a sexy bottom that tied on both sides. It was flattering to my figure, and made me look several years younger than my 36 years of age. As I tied the bottom of the suit, I reasoned that Stephen and I could sit by the pool and discuss what happened. Deep down, I knew that I wanted to distract him with my cute 'surfer girl figure' while we talked. I knew I was playing with fire, but I could not help myself. I went to find Stephen downstairs. He was in his bathroom, I could here the water running in the shower. I opened the door slightly, "Stephen, are you in there?" "Yes, Miss Cindy. I'm in the shower." I stepped in the steam filled room. The shower door was clear glass, but it was 'steamed over'. I could see Stephen through the fog, but not clearly. I sat on the counter by the sink, a couple of feet from the shower. "Stephen, we need to talk about what happened this morning. I never planned on anything like that occurring. I feel terrible that I let it happen. I want to apologize." "Miss Cindy, it wasn't your fault. I initiated it. I just couldn't help myself. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever known, the sexiest girl I have ever met." It had been a long, long time since anyone called me a 'girl'. I felt like I had been a woman for many years. I liked that Stephen thought of me as a 'girl'. "Stephen, that is very flattering, but it does not change the fact that what I did was wrong. I am a grown woman; a grown married woman. I am supposed to know better and behave better. I let you down and your parents down." I was watching Stephen through the foggy glass, and I could see his penis growing erect as we talked. I liked watching this young man grow hard in my presence; I liked it a lot. Stephen interrupted me, "You did not let me down at all. What we did was great. It was the best experience I have ever had. As for my parents, they will never know anything about this. They would kill me of they knew what you and I did." "That is good to know Stephen. I do not think I could explain this to your mother." I looked directly at him through the glass, and said, "Stephen, are you getting erect again?" "Yes ma'am, I'm sorry. I can't help it." "It is OK. It is not your fault. I must admit, it is kind of sexy. And it is definitely flattering." I smiled at myself, thinking, 'girl, you ought to be ashamed of yourself'. I continued, "Stephen, we need to figure out how we are going to behave ourselves for the next four months you are here." Stephen opened the shower door and grabbed a towel. He quickly dried off a bit, but was still quite wet. His erection stood straight up, rigidly pointing at the ceiling. Ah the wonder of youth and youthful erections. It was a beautiful and sexy sight. The purple head glistened, and the thick veins were quite pronounced. I was estimating he was 7+ inches long and a couple of inches think. He did have a very nice cock indeed. He approached me as I sat on the counter in my bikini. Stephen looked at me with a combination of lust, admiration and, yes, to a certain extent, love. It was an immature, puppy dog type of love; but in his eyes, I could see it was real to him at that moment. "Can I give you that thank you kiss now Miss Cindy?" he asked as he stepped between my knees with his hard penis pointing up towards my belly. "I suppose I can give you a kiss if you'll quit calling me 'Miss Cindy'. I think after this morning, you can just call me 'Cindy'. I think we have gotten close enough for that." I leaned forward to accept his kiss, which was sensually soft at first, but gradually increased in passion and intensity. I opened my lips to accept his tongue, and our tongues did their erotic dance, chasing each other from my mouth to his, and back again. We opened our mouths wider and wider as the passion increased. I had not kissed anyone that passionately since high school. Stephen slowly reached up to cup my left breast, pulling the bra of my bikini up, and exposing my erect nipple. My vagina was throbbing in a series of spasms, and leaking into my bikini bottoms from this incredibly erotic foreplay. I was very, very aroused. Stephen continued to tweak and pull my erect nipple as I moaned into his mouth around his probing tongue. Stephen reached down and pulled the strings on the side of my bikini bottoms free, and then pulled the front triangle of material forward, exposing my neatly trimmed pussy. Stephen looked lustfully at my pussy, committing its every detail to memory as if it was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. He began to run his fingers up and down my wet slit, taking my erect clit between his thumb and index finger, which evoked a loud passionate moan from me. "Oh God, Stephen, you are driving me crazy. Where did you ever learn how to touch a woman like that?" Stephen smiled broadly, "You are the first girl I have ever touched like this. It just seems so natural to touch you this way." The fact that I was the first female he had even fingered pleased me more than I can explain. I do not understand it completely myself, but knowing that he would always remember my pussy as his 'first' aroused me even more than I already was. I had never been anyone's 'first' before. Stephen slowly parted by vaginal lips and began inserting two fingers inside me. Just like earlier that morning, he seemed to instinctively know to focus on the front wall of my vagina, quickly finding my g-spot. Soon, he was aggressively massaging the front inside wall of my vagina, driving me closer and closer to another orgasm. My moans were validating to him his tremendous effect on me. It is important to explain that in my mind, we were preparing to repeat this morning's activities of Stephen exploring my vagina with his fingers, driving me to orgasm before I stimulated him to orgasm with my hand and possibly my mouth. It may seem ridiculous to you, but it never occurred to me that Stephen would want to actually try to mount me, to penetrate me with his beautiful and rigid cock. I just assumed he would be completely satisfied with mutual masturbation. Yes, I was that naive'. Stephen pulled my legs forward so that my ass was barely hanging off the counter's edge, allowing him an improved angle to attack my open vagina with his two fingers. I was leaning backwards against the mirror, bracing myself with both hands on the counter top, holding myself steady to meet Stephen's increasingly violent assault on my open womb with his fingers. Stephen was standing between my splayed open thighs as his fingers drove me higher and higher. I knew I was going to cum any moment. I wanted to cum; I needed to cum. And I was encouraging Stephen with moans and my forward thrusts to meet his fingers. Then suddenly, without warning, Stephen withdrew his fingers and positioned his erection at my vagina's opening. I did not expect this, and I was not ready for this. And for a brief moment, I was confused by what he was doing. But suddenly I became aware. He was preparing to try to fuck me! I was confused, and tried to tell him 'no', but Stephen's large penis had already penetrated the first outer folds of my vulva even before I realized what was happening; certainly before I could tell him 'no'. And once the bulbous head was past my entrance, Stephen plunged into me with all the force his youth body could muster, before I had even uttered any verbal protest, he was buried 'balls deep' inside my pussy. The suddenness of the rapid penetration sent a shot of pain as I was stretched open to accommodate the thickness of his large tool. I let out a loud sound, a combination of a moan and a scream at the shock of the pain from the suddenness of his entry coupled with the pleasure against my vaginal walls. I tried to tell him to stop, but I merely grunted incoherently as he pulled out and plunged forward again. The pain quickly subsided as he pounded his large erection into me repeatedly. His large firm head was pressing firmly against my g-spot. I was full, stretched and open. After the first painful thrust, my vagina, which was already very wet and very aroused, rapidly expanded to accommodate his erection. Even as I wanted to tell him 'no', the sudden plunge into my womb pushed my arousal over the edge, and I experienced a shockingly intense orgasmic wave. I was pinned under Stephen, and could do nothing to stop, or even to slow, his rapid and violent penetrations. I came and I came hard despite my knowing that I should tell Stephen to stop. I tried to utter something, but it came out babbled and incoherent, as the waves of pleasure rocked my core. Pinned against the counter as I was, I could only continue to brace myself against his rapid pounding of my pussy as I came. But even as the second wave of my orgasm shook me, I realized I need to stop him before he came in me. I was not ready for this. I had not even decided that I wanted to allow Stephen to enter me this way. And I had not prepared myself with my diaphragm. I was not on the pill, and certainly did not want to allow this young man to fuck me unprotected. I did not want to risk having him impregnate me. It was stupid of me to fail to anticipate this potential outcome, but nonetheless, here I was being fucked bare back by my 18 year old neighbor. And his level of excitement and the furious manner in which he was pounding into me let me know he was not going to last long; not long at all. "Stephen, you have to stop. I don't have any protection. You can't cum inside me. You could get me pregnant." Stephen's hips were bucking frantically and he seemed unable to stop. He was just too far gone at that moment to think, or act, rationally. I now realize that the excitement of his first entrance into a woman's vagina was just too much for his 18 year old mind and body. Stephen took hold of my hips and buried his erection deep inside me as his entire body stiffened. I knew, as I felt his erection pulse and throb deep inside me that he was cumming in me, he was pumping his seed into my unprotected womb; and as his weight held me down, with each pulse of his cock, he pumped another string of his seed into me. I knew there was absolutely nothing I could do to disengage from him until he finished. I felt his very hard penis throb inside of me spewing his sperm into my womb pulse after pulse after pulse. And all I could do is brace myself against the counter top and accept his seed. After about 45 seconds of strong, violent pulses of his penis deep inside me, Stephen seemed to relax a bit. His cock was still hard inside me, but the rigidity of his entire torso started to release a bit. "Stephen, you really should not have done that. I mean really you should not have done that at all. You can't fuck a woman unprotected. That's stupid and it's wrong." My tone conveyed the seriousness of his actions. He looked down, not being able to look me in the eyes, as his penis, which was still inside me, continued to pulse up occasionally, pumping the last drop of his semen. I felt like such an idiot having let this get so far out of control. "I'm so sorry. I lost control. I didn't mean to do that." He sounded legitimately contrite. But that was little consolation at this moment. "You need to pull out of me and let me up." And Stephen looked at me, and after a brief pause, did just that. And as he slowly withdrew from me, his penis bounced up towards the ceiling as it exited my vulva, and a long string of semen stretched from the head of his erection to the inside of my gaping vagina before it 'snapped' and flew back towards me. Yes, he had pumped a good deal of semen inside me. I could feel his seed leaking out of me already. "I need to go wash this out." I hopped up and headed upstairs to my bathroom. My bikini bra was draped around my neck, and I grabbed the bikini bottoms as I headed upstairs. Stephen followed naked, his cock swinging proudly in from of him still erect. I removed my bikini bra, and ran warm water to my shower and pulled my douche bag out from the bathroom closet. Stephen was looked at me amazed, as he watched me attach the nozzle and fill the bag with the solution of powder and warm water. I squatted in front of him with no thought of modesty, and I inserted the nozzle inside me. I released the clamp on the hose and washed the many large globs of semen out of me as best I could. The whole scene seemed to arouse Stephen and his erection remained hard and upright. Under any other circumstance, putting on this show for an 18 year old admirer would have touched every exhibitionist desire I had. But at this moment, I just wanted to wash away his fertile seed before his sperm could accomplish their mission. Later, I would reflect and enjoy the erotic nature of my 'show for Stephen', but that would be much later, not now. As the warm solution flowed into my vagina and out into the tub, I quickly calculated when my last period was in my head, and came to the conclusion that the risk of pregnancy from this 'ill advised encounter' was remote. I was due to have my next period with the next few days. But Stephen did not need to be let off the hook that easily. I would let him stew in the thought that he may have just impregnated me. As the last of the warm solution purged my vagina as I squatted naked in the tub, I said, "Stephen, that can never, ever happen that way again. I mean it. You can never ever take me, or any other woman, without giving her a chance to get her protection in place." "I know, Miss Cindy. I am sorry. It won't ever happen again. I promise." He sounded sincere. I believed he truly regretted his impulsive actions. It then dawned on me, that this would be a terribly difficult scene to explain if Jim returned home early from golf. How would I explain a naked 18 year old in my bathroom watching me douche? I would definitely have 'some splainin' to do. But Jim was not due back for several more hours. He typically played 18 holes and then had lunch and drinks with his golfing buddies. It was a little before 11 a.m., and Jim would likely not be back until 3:30 to 4 p.m. "Stephen get dressed. You and I are going to the drug store." He looked at me puzzled and unsure, but he was not prepared to argue. His penis was still very erect, but I figured he could get rid of his hard-on himself. He did not need me to give him a 'reward' right now, although his large youthful hard-on was tempting. I got dressed myself, and called to Stephen, "Let's go. I want to be home before Jim gets back. I don't need to try to explain all this to him." I knew I had plenty of time before Jim returned, but I was not going to give him anywhere near enough time to jack-off and eliminate his hard-on manually. He would just have to suffer with a bit of frustrated anxiety for now. Stephen followed me to the car, and rode in silence to the local Walgreen's. I took him inside and introduced him to the wide world to condoms. I felt like a teacher of sorts, standing in the aisle telling him about the different material selections, lubrication, reservoir tips, etc. I bought a large economy box of three dozen latex lubricated condoms and handed him the bag. As I handed them to him as we exited the store, I realized that I had raised his expectations of what was in store for him in the weeks and months ahead as my houseguest. We were both quiet on the 15 minute ride back to the house as I pondered what to do next. But by my purchase, I clearly was conceding that I would likely be allowing him to enter me again. In fact, I realized I was signaling to him he had a minimum of 36 tries to get this right! I wondered 'how long will 36 condoms last a 18 year old who just lost their virginity?'. I thought to myself, as we turned on to my street, 'school is just beginning for this handsome young man'. I looked at the dashboard clock. It was 11:50 as we pulled into the driveway. I realized we had a little over three hours for the first serious lesson in loving making before Jim was due home. Exposing Cindy Chapter 4: "Training begins" Stephen remained quiet on the drive back from the drug store, and as we entered the house through back door to the kitchen. I knew we needed to clear the air so I decided to 'tee up' the issue. "OK, let's talk. What is wrong?" I asked motioning for him to join me at the kitchen table. He sat, placing the bag of condoms on the table between us. "Cindy, I am really sorry about what happened. I knew better, but I lost control. I am sorry. I took what should have been the most beautiful experience of my life, with the most beautiful girl I can imagine, and I screwed it up. I am sorry." Stephen was looking at his feet, not at me as he spoke. "Stephen, thank you for saying that. I mean it. I appreciate what you are saying, but we were both foolish and we were both at fault. I should not have placed you in that position in the first place. You are too inexperienced to know exactly how to handle situations like this. I should have never put you in that situation." Educating Our Youth Ch. 03-04 "Cindy, I really want to 'be with you', but I want to do it the right way." He paused as he collected his thoughts. "But if after this morning, if you never want to be with me again, I won't push the issue. I will never again try to enter a woman unless invited. And I will be more responsible about using protection. I promise." I felt a rush of affection at that moment that I cannot fully explain. It was a combination of maternal love, sexual attraction, and overwhelming emotion that swept over me. I can't believe I said this but without thinking, out of my mouth came, "Oh Stephen, I love you. You are such a beautiful young man. You are absolutely gorgeous to me right now. But we went too far, too fast this morning, and I think we should 'cool our jets' for the time being. OK?" As I sat there, I was a bit shocked regretting that I used the words 'I love you' to Stephen. I felt that I should not have said that, but honestly, it was how I felt at that instant, and the words just came out that way. I thought to myself, 'I need to be more careful with what I say to this young man. If I am careless, I could really damage him,' After an uncomfortable silence, Stephen cleared his throat, and spoke in a tender, vulnerable voice, "Cindy, would you teach me to make love to you now? I want you so badly, but only if you want to me too." He looked at me intently, and I have never felt a more loving glance. I sat silently for a second, then asked, "Are you sure you are ready for this? There is no rush." He looked at me and nodded. I felt a slight twinge in my pussy as I contemplated what was about to happen. I wanted this too. I was not sure if I had the presence of mind to make a rational decision at that moment. But I knew what I wanted to do; and even if I wanted to stop at that moment, I felt powerless to resist this temptation. I stood up, walked to him and sat on his lap. I was wearing a pleated, halter-type sun dress that came slightly below my knees, which I had thrown on quickly as we were preparing to leave for the drug store about an hour ago. Looking deep into his eyes, I held his face and kissed him. Immediately, I felt his penis throb against my ass as he opened his mouth to accept my tongue. I broke off the kiss long enough to say, "Let's go really slow this time. I want you to learn all about my body. You have from now until the end of the school year to learn how to please me in every way imaginable. So there is no rush at all." His penis was continuing to pulse against my bottom as I spoke. I loved the way his young penis reacted to me. I returned to kissing him deeply, and I took his hand and raised it to my breast. He felt me through the built-in bra of the halter sun dress. As he gently teased my nipple through the material, I knew I was going to take him inside me again before the afternoon was over; only this time it would be slow, thoughtful and very deliberate. I could feel my pussy growing wet in anticipation. I could feel my pulse in my erect clitoris. And every pulse of his penis against my bottom sent a twinge through my loins directly to my pussy. I stood up for a moment. Standing in front of him, I reached up and I untied the halter from around my neck. As I climbed back on Stephen's lap, this time I sat astride his legs, my legs around him. As I did so, Stephen adjusted his erection upward, allowing it to rest against his abdomen, forming a large cylindrical lump in his pants. I stared into his eyes as I lowered the top of my dress, exposing my breasts. Sitting astride him, my bare breasts exposed to his glance and his touch, I took his face in my hands, lifting it up, and resumed kissing him with all the passion I had. I sucked his tongue into my mouth. Stephen cupped both of my breasts in his hands as our tongues danced together once again. I humped forward, pressing my crotch into his erection, grinding my erect clit into his rigid cock. I could felt my slippery wetness soaking the gusset of my panties. As I grinded myself into him, he humped back into me, and gently teased my nipples. This young man had a naturally sensuous touch about him; he simply sensed how to touch and please a woman. He broke off the kiss, and then took one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking on it gently, causing me to moan out loud as I held his head to my breast. I was in absolute ecstasy. I did not ever want him to stop sucking my breasts. I continued to grind our crotches together, humping both of us into a frenzy of arousal. I felt very, very sexy sitting astride this young stallion. We petted for several minutes, panting into each others mouth, exploring each others bodies. "Stephen, grab your bag of supplies there, and let's go into the bedroom." I returned for one last tongue probing kiss before arising from his lap. I took him by the hand and began to lead him to my bedroom. My breasts swayed gently as I walked. As we approached the bedroom door, he stopped me and pulled my hand back. "Cindy, let's go downstairs to my room instead." "Why?" I was puzzled by this request. "Well, if Jim comes home, we can hear him from downstairs and we can get ourselves put back together without him knowing anything is going on if we are downstairs." Stephen paused. "If we are in your room, and Jim comes home early, I am busted." I smiled, "You have a good point, a very good point." I resisted the urge to tell him, 'if Jim came home and found you fucking me, he would probably stand in the corner, watch and jack-off.' I figured the knowledge that Jim loved to see other men fuck his wife might be just a bit too much for him to handle right now. Stephen led me downstairs to his bed. I sat on the edge of the bed, my bare breasts in view, but the dress hanging down from my waist. I bade Stephen to stand in front of me as I unbuckled his belt, undid his fly and lowered his pants and boxer shorts, allowing his massively erect penis to spring into view. Stephen tossed the bag of condoms on the mattress next to me. Stephen stepped out of his pants and boxers, and began removing his shirt. He had a marvelous body, tight but muscular chest and arms; powerful, athletic legs; tight, flat stomach; and a long, thick, very rigid erection waving in front of my face. He was my young Greek god. "Damn you are a very sexy young man." I said as I ran my hands up his chest, stopping to play with his nipples as I leaned forward and took the head of his penis into my mouth. I stopped just long enough to add, "very sexy indeed." His penis arched upward each time I licked the head with my tongue. He moaned loudly the first time I inserted the tip of my tongue into the small slit opening at the tip of his penis, letting me know how much he liked that. And because he liked it so much, I did it again, and again, and again; evoking the same moan from him each time. I could barely detect the trace amount of seminal fluid leaking from his erection; yet I enjoyed the salty, slightly bitter taste that was barely there. I looked up at him, holding his erection in my fist, pumping it up and down slightly. "Stephen, do you need to cum right now, or can you hold back?" "I think I can hold back." He responded, but he looked unsure. "Stephen, it is alright. The thing about teenage boys is that they tend to cum pretty quickly at first. It is normal. The good news is at your age, you can get hard right away again too." I leaned forward to suck him again for a moment. He rolled his head back and moaned appreciatively. "Stephen, if you ever need to cum, just tell me and I will take care of you. It will be OK. But if you feel like you can hold back for a little while, I will let you 'test out one of your new condoms'. OK?" "I think I can hold back." His uncertainty about his control was endearing to me as his teacher. I was pretty sure we were going to have some 'misfires' in the beginning, but that was part of the excitement and the fun, right? I reached over to the bag of condoms, and struggled to open the packaging. The tin foil wrapper was particularly challenging to open. I finally took the edge between my teeth to rip it open. Stephen watched this process intently. I removed the condom and placed it on the tip of his erect penis, holding the shaft steady with my left hand. Then slowly and carefully, I unrolled it over the length of his tool, leaving the reservoir vacant at the tip. "See how easy that was, Stephen?" He simply nodded. In some strange, almost perverted way, as I looked at Stephen wearing the condom I had just put on him, I felt like a mother dressing her son for his first day of school. A very wicked mother indeed. It dawned on me, Stephen was a couple of years younger than my oldest son. I wondered for a moment what it was like for my boys their first time. I was determined to give Stephen the first time experience that I would want some caring and sensual woman to provide for my sons. I stood up and stepped out of my dress, leaving me only wearing my shear white panties. "Stephen, would you like the honor of removing my panties?" I asked standing in my most provocative pose, my erect nipple pointing upward, and my hand on my hips. Rather than answer, he simply knelt in front of where I was standing, with his fine 'latex covered' erection waving at the ceiling in front of him, and he began to pull my panties down, kissing my breasts as he did so. Looking down at him, his mouth on my tits, his penis standing proudly, erect in front of him, he was one of the most erotic sights I had ever seen. As Stephen lowered my panties to my ankles, I stepped out of them, standing completely naked before his adoring eyes. I reached my hand out to him and guided him to stand. He towered over my 5 ft, 4 inch petite frame. I had not realized the stark difference in our heights previously, but, at 6 ft, 3 in., he was nearly a foot taller than I was. And standing facing each other, his rigid cock reached almost to my chin. I wanted to give it one last kiss and suck, but the latex condom discouraged me from trying that. I guided him to lie on his back on the bed, and climbed on top of him, straddling his hips and his erection, pointing the head of his magnificent cock at the opening of my vagina. I rubbed his head back and forth at my opening for several seconds. "Stephen, I am going to put you inside me now, OK? Would you like that?" I teased. "Oh God yes." He arched his hips upward instinctively trying to hurry me along. I pulled back away, leaving him humping at the air, teasing him with the prize he coveted: my warm, very wet, tight little pussy. "Patience, my good man. Patience." And again holding the head of his erection at my opening momentarily, I slowly lowered myself down on him putting an inch or two inside me. "Oh you feel good." I raised myself up, pulling him nearly out of me, and then lowered myself down again, a bit further this time, taking more of him inside me. I could feel myself opening up slowly with each thrust to accommodate his significant girth as I slowly worked him deeper and deeper inside me. He was so very hard. And in this position, after allowing him to penetrate me with the first four or five inches or so, the head of his cock was rubbing the front inside wall of my uterus, stimulating my g-spot. He was sufficiently large to cause me to have to work slowly to open up enough to fully accommodate him without encountering the sudden shock of pain from earlier this morning. I became convinced that he was larger than Jim; and Jim is a well endowed man. Once I had all 7+ inches of Stephen fully inside me, I leaned forward to place even more pressure on my front wall. I knew I could cum fairly quickly in this position as I slowly began to rock back and forth on Stephen's rigid tool, grinding the head against my g-spot. As my pace quickened, Stephen began thrusting his hips upward, driving himself deeper inside my vagina with each stroke, banging hard against my cervix. I began moaning through my panting breaths. "Oh, baby, you are going to get me there. I am getting so close. Oh god, you are so deep inside me. God you feel good. You make me feel so very good." I leaned further forward and began kissing my young lover, sucking his tongue into my mouth, moaning loudly into his mouth as my hips began bucking wildly. I quickly crossed that magic line that triggered the first of a series of waves crashing though my core. "Oh God, I am cumming; you are making me cum so hard." Stephen continued to thrust his hips up, banging into me with all his youthful might as I started my second series of orgasmic waves. I was in ecstasy riding my young lover. Then without warning Stephen flipped me over on my back without disengaging from me. It was an impressive move that would have made any Olympic wrestler, or any gymnast proud. Without ever leaving my open vagina, Stephen was on top of me. In this position, he was punishing my pussy with deep, violent thrusts as I continued to cum. He was literally slapping balls against my upturned ass, pounding his cock deep into me with each brutal thrust. We were well past the point of gentle love making; we were fucking like wild animals. Or should I say, he was fucking me like a wild animal; I was merely lying there being fucked. I knew he was preparing to erupt as well. I have never been fucked this violently before. He was driving my ass into the mattress, and my head into the head board with each punishing stroke. I had to reach up behind me to brace myself against the head board to keep from banging my head with each powerful thrust. I was literally yelling loud screams of pleasure as each time he pounded into me, it sent an orgasmic wave crashing through my core. I was not sure I could take any more, I feared I might pass out. I wrapped my legs around him, digging my heels into his ass, wanting to accept him as deep as I could. Stephen's entire body then became rigid with a final deep thrust, and I could feel his penis throbbing deep inside my pussy. His hands were on my hips holding me in place to accept his ejaculating penis as it pumped its seed. I knew the condom was catching the semen, nonetheless, I enjoyed the fact he was cumming inside me. He collapsed into a heaving pile of sweat and emotion on top of me. My legs around him, holding him in place, not wanting to allow him to escape from my very dilated pussy too quickly. I caressed his head as he lay panting on top of me. We were both completely satisfied, sated beyond belief. "Stephen, that was wonderful. You were wonderful. You are a fantastic lover. You made me cum so long and so hard." With his cock still inside me, he looked deep into my eyes. "I love you, Cindy. I really do." I squeeze his still erect penis with my vagina and replied, "I love you too, Stephan." And we lay there coupled together for several minutes, trying to recover out senses and our breath. I did not want to disengage, I wanted to savor this moment as long as I could. I wanted to feel him inside me as we rested. I love the feeling of a man inside me after I have achieved an orgasm. There is nothing quite so wonderful and feeling his penis continue to pulse deep inside you as you cuddle in post-coital bliss. After two or three minutes of lying motionless, Stephen surprised me as he began to slowly resume moving in and out of me; slightly at first. He was still hard! My God, he is going to go at it again! Amazing! I thought to myself, 'every woman needs an 18 year old lover! "Baby, are you going to fuck me again so soon?" "I think so." He started pulling all the way out and slapping his cock suddenly back inside me. It felt great, but I knew I could not cum again so soon. Nonetheless, I used my heels in his ass to 'spur him on' and he picked up tempo. But the increased friction from the latex rubber began to make me a bit sore as he pounded me again, and again. Having just cum, his third orgasm of the day, he had more stamina this go around. After about 5 minutes, I said, "Stephen, I am getting a little sore. Go ahead and cum if you can." That seemed to be all it took. Moments later his entire body grew rigid again, and his erection was throbbing inside of me, pumping out whatever semen he had left in reserve. Once he finished cumming, I decide it was time to de-couple. I did not to take the chance that he would remain hard and try to fuck me a third time. My poor little pussy was not up for that! I gently pushed him off of me and over on his side, and on to his back. His large penis flopped against his stomach, making sloppy sounding exit as it left my sore and dilated pussy. I leaned over and studied his cock as it grew softer, but remained fairly large. My vaginal cream was coating his latex rubber, and the reservoir tip of the condom was fully charged with his semen. I took hold of his semi-flaccid cock and rolled the latex up until, I could remove it. Without thinking, I brought the used condom to below my nose and inhaled the wonderful aroma of his semen which was mixed with the smell of the latex. "You even smell good." I explained. Then I got up, and discarded the condom in a tissue in his bathroom wastepaper can. As I returned to the bed to cuddle some more, it occurred to me that if I was keeping these activities from my husband, and if he was the suspicious type, I would have to be more careful where I left used condoms. But I knew I did not have to 'cover my tracks' from Jim. We lay together on the bed, naked, gently caressing each other in the glorious after glow of very satisfying sex. I dozed off for a few minutes with my head on his chest. I was a very contented lady. I woke with a start, hearing the kitchen door slam. Jim was home! I jumped up, put my dress on, sans panties, and proceeded to go up to meet Jim. He was running the shower when I walked into our bathroom to wash the golf course dirt off. "How was your day?" he asked without really even looking at me. "I have had a very nice day with Stephen. Very nice." I smiled at him. I could feel my pussy leaking slightly down my inner thigh as we spoke. Jim looked puzzled, as if to say, 'and what happened?' "Let's just say I feel like I have been 'riding a sand paper hobby horse' all afternoon. My poor little pussy is pretty sore right now!" I informed my husband as I slowed raised up the hem of my skirt to show him that I had lost my drawers some where recently. Jim sat down on the edge of the tub and simply said, "Go on, please, tell me all about it." I knew I was going to get fucked again if I shared this story with Jim...but he deserved to hear every single, lurid detail... I loved being the center of two men's attention...Jim and I headed off to the bedroom so I could tell him about my day... Coming soon: Chapter 5, unintended consequences... Exposing