1. Mike And Me . . . And Kaitlin, Part 1


    Date: 3/16/2017, Categories: Taboo, Author: eagermom, Rating: 31, Source: LushStories

    reached out to touch his hip and accidentally touched his cock. He turned away. “Look, honey,” I said, “I don’t understand, but I get that you don’t want to have sex anymore. I feel bad about it and I know you don’t want to talk about it and I love you, but I’m, I don’t know, too young to give up sex.” “Not tonight,” he said. And with that, he curled into his sleeping position, facing the other way. Less than a minute later, he was snoring softly. It took me an hour to fall asleep. The next morning, I texted Mike. In vague, cautious words I asked if he could find a quiet place to meet. The alternative would have been to pick him up and drive somewhere or just do it in the car, whatever it was. Hotels cost too much and made no sense for a quick tryst with cougar prey. I visualized a secluded, shaded clearing in the woods, and a stream would have been nice, although I couldn’t think of any less than half an hour away. Four hours later I met him near downtown on the doorstep of a well-maintained house, one of the older ones in town, from the 1920’s. “You live here?” I asked. “Let’s go in.” I was nervous being so close to busy streets. “Nah, it’s my girlfriend’s, but her parents and brother are out of town and she’s at a mall or something. I know where they hide the key.” He held it up, then used it to open the door. “How long until she’s back?” He shrugged. “At least two hours. I think she’s getting her nails done, too.” I stifled my concerns, deciding we’d better keep this ...
    quick. We stepped into a wood-floored foyer that opened to the living room. The house smelled clean in an air freshener sort of way. As soon as Mike closed the door, I pressed my boobs up against him. I reached down and fingered his cock and balls through the fabric of his shorts. “I’m not going to fuck you, Mike” I said, my mouth next to his ear, “but I’m going to make you come.” I was reliving my days as a teacher. “We have to take our shoes off,” he said, his voice squeaky. “House rule.” He pointed at a small sign on the floor that said, “ Mahalo for taking off your shoes. ” I took hold of Mike’s belt and tugged him toward the sofa, with its thick, textured white cushions, and decided it was too small. I didn’t know exactly what we were going to do, but I didn’t want to make a mess. I pulled him to the open floor near the fireplace, unbuckled his belt and opened his shorts so my hand could slide inside easily. I fondled him and shook with a sudden shiver from the air conditioned cold and not because I was being a tiny bit unfaithful. His cock felt good along my wrist. My fingers massaged his balls. “Take off my blouse,” I told him. He undid the buttons and I let go of his cock to toss my blouse to the floor and shrug off my bra. His face brightened, eyes wide. Encouraged, I pulled off my jeans and stood before him wearing only carefully chosen panties, pink with lace. “You’re beautiful,” he said, a compliment I hadn’t heard in a long time. “Get your clothes off,” I ordered, ...
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