Like a Moth to a Flame
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Losing my husband to suicide shattered my comfortable world. Meeting a former friend of my late husband, who later became my Ass Master rocked my world and introduced me to heights of passion I had never ever known. Usually, the passive one at the beginning of a liaison, this time I could not contain myself when we first coupled because I was so irresistibly drawn to this man that I had to plan my seduction carefully. I knew he was a classy man, so I had to be careful not to scare him away with too much bluster or fanfare. I invited him to my house, and, before he arrived, I dressed in a light blue lace teddy which showed all my curves but which wasn't cheap looking, and I put a white fox coat over the teddy because it was late fall and it was even a tad chilly in my house. He knocked on my door, and, without missing a beat, I kissed him passionately as he entered my house. He returned my kiss with equal fervor. I then took off my fur coat, and he gasped when he saw that I was clad in practically nothing. He took off his coat, and we stood there together locked in an embrace, and I could feel the hardness of his member through his pants. I knew then and there that he wanted me as much as I wanted him, and we didn't waste much time going from the living room into the bedroom where we had the most fantastic sex I had ever had.
My late husband didn't know how to give oral sex. His ex-wife was a masochist, and my late husband believed that giving a woman oral sex involved biting her clitoris. He tried this on me a few times, and I concluded I just didn't like oral sex. Yet, my new lover, went down on me, and he first teased my clitoris with his fingers and then he parted my labia, and he started teasingly licking and sucking my clit until I started to cum like crazy. I couldn't stop cumming, and I just could not believe the effect he had on me. And, he had the most beautiful, average sized cock I had ever seen. I never had c***dren, so I didn't want a man who was well-endowed. I wanted a man with a cock like his, velvety in texture, with dark hair around it and hard as a rock. I had to put his cock in my mouth, but first I needed to sniff his lovely balls, which had an aromatic musky scent, and I felt as though I was feasting on him as I explored all his private parts with indescribable lust. He also had lovely thighs (I have a leg and thigh fetish), and I enjoyed running my nose up and down his luscious, creamy thighs.
He wasn't by any means a handsome man. His nose was a bit too large, and his dark hair was receding, but, to me, he was the epitome of manliness with his broad shoulders, narrow hips and well formed ass. The first time we coupled, we masturbated each other, and he even taught me how to squirt. Embarrassed at first, I thought I had peed, but he told me it wasn't pee but that I had ejaculated. After several times together, I managed to ejaculate over half of the bed.. this was the effect he had on me. We tried every possible position and we both delighted in each other's bodies. I was like a moth to a flame. I lived for his instant messages and for seeing and copulating with him. He was married to another in name only. I didn't want to marry him. I wanted him to stay with his wife because I had just lost my husband to death and I didn't want his wife to lose him to divorce. So, I was fine with the fact that he was married. I wasn't fine with some of the other things I learned about him..... to be continued.
My late husband didn't know how to give oral sex. His ex-wife was a masochist, and my late husband believed that giving a woman oral sex involved biting her clitoris. He tried this on me a few times, and I concluded I just didn't like oral sex. Yet, my new lover, went down on me, and he first teased my clitoris with his fingers and then he parted my labia, and he started teasingly licking and sucking my clit until I started to cum like crazy. I couldn't stop cumming, and I just could not believe the effect he had on me. And, he had the most beautiful, average sized cock I had ever seen. I never had c***dren, so I didn't want a man who was well-endowed. I wanted a man with a cock like his, velvety in texture, with dark hair around it and hard as a rock. I had to put his cock in my mouth, but first I needed to sniff his lovely balls, which had an aromatic musky scent, and I felt as though I was feasting on him as I explored all his private parts with indescribable lust. He also had lovely thighs (I have a leg and thigh fetish), and I enjoyed running my nose up and down his luscious, creamy thighs.
He wasn't by any means a handsome man. His nose was a bit too large, and his dark hair was receding, but, to me, he was the epitome of manliness with his broad shoulders, narrow hips and well formed ass. The first time we coupled, we masturbated each other, and he even taught me how to squirt. Embarrassed at first, I thought I had peed, but he told me it wasn't pee but that I had ejaculated. After several times together, I managed to ejaculate over half of the bed.. this was the effect he had on me. We tried every possible position and we both delighted in each other's bodies. I was like a moth to a flame. I lived for his instant messages and for seeing and copulating with him. He was married to another in name only. I didn't want to marry him. I wanted him to stay with his wife because I had just lost my husband to death and I didn't want his wife to lose him to divorce. So, I was fine with the fact that he was married. I wasn't fine with some of the other things I learned about him..... to be continued.
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