Another Sunday Church Morning
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"I missed you this week. Glad you're back home with me."
"Yeah, travel is a bitch and I miss my beautiful, and I must say, very sexy, wife. I live for these Sunday mornings."
"Mmm, it's fun catching up on the weekend but I miss you when you're away. You must have missed me a lot, you usually don't wake me up in the middle of the night, like last night, to make love. We already did it twice on Saturday. But I guess it's better than not wanting me, right?"
"Oh, I could never not want you. I did miss you a lot, maybe that's why I've wanted you so much this weekend."
"Yeah, well, dinner got cold Friday night, you just couldn't wait. Just like a teenager."
"Oh, come on, you loved it. When you scream, I know, you've missed me and are glad to have me back."
"Mmm, well, yes, inside me."
"See, you're just as bad."
"Well, this morning was the loveliest of all. I like it when we take lots of time together, not rush it. I mean fast is fun sometimes but slow and cozy is just what I wanted."
"I was thinking about last week when you told me about your first time, you know about you and Phil."
"Yeah, it was on my mind some this week. What about it?"
"Oh, that I owe you my story, my first time. Well, with something other than my hand."
"Oh, you guys. Well, tell me, you want to tell me, don't you?"
"Sure. I was twelve and my next..."
"Twelve?"
"Well, yes, just listen. My next door neighbors were a couple, he was kind of nerdy, had a big hothouse in the back yard, grew orchids, as I remember. His wife was as tall as he was and really nice looking. Long brown hair, slim figure, small breasts, long, very pretty legs."
"Should I be jealous?"
"Hon, I was twelve. Anyway, I mowed their yard and weeded the flower beds and stuff, you know, a little extra pocket money. I was old enough to notice pretty women, I don't remember when that started but I knew I liked her."
"You haven't changed, have you?"
"Well, I noticed you the first time I saw you, aren't you glad?"
"Yes, very much. Please go on. You were twelve."
"Ha, okay, so I would mow their yard and Mrs. Phillips would have me come inside while she made out a check and, being summer, would offer me a glass of iced tea."
"Tea and me, maybe?"
"Now, hon, let me tell the story."
"So, we would sit in the cool air conditioning and have iced tea and she would ask me about school and stuff. She always dressed in shorts, I've said she had nice legs, I'm sure she knew it, I looked at them a lot, and halter tops. She wasn't really big on top, just nice size, and looked to be very firm, no sag."
"Just like your beautiful wife."
"Well, yours are prettier. So, sometimes her halter would be kind of loose and when she would pour me some more iced tea, I would get rather a nice look, not everything, but remember, I was a young boy."
"Too young to cum or did you by then?"
"Oh, I could jack-off and it looked pretty much like regular semen, so I guess. So, I got a nice look at her boobs which I'm sure she loved.
"Then, she started asking me about girlfriends, and such, did I have any, you know. She also asked if I wanted to take my shirt off since it was so warm, which I did.
"I can still hear her saying, 'Oh, what a big boy you're getting to be, Mark, so handsome, without your shirt, you look very sexy.'"
"She wasn't too subtle, was she?"
"Well, remember, I was twelve. She asked me if I had kissed a lot of girls, she thought the girls would be all over me, I was so handsome. I told her that the girls pretty much left me alone and she just couldn't believe they would. So, she suggested that she give me lessons on how to kiss girls."
"Are you sure you're not making this up?"
"No, really, it happened just like this. The thought of kissing her got my little pecker hard, of course, so I jumped at the chance. We sat close together and she had me close my eyes, then gave me a rather grown-up kiss right on the lips.
"Well, this went on for a while, several months during the summer, then after school started, she would invite me over for tea. My mother worked, so I was basically home alone, my brother was home sometimes, sometimes not.
"Anyway, I turned thirteen that fall and Mrs. Phillips now was having me call her Marsha when we were in her house. I still remember the day she introduced me to french-kissing. She asked me if I'd ever heard of it, I said I had but I didn't really know much about it. 'Well, ' she said, 'you must know how if you're going to get the girls.'
"So, she explained about tongues and all, it really sounded strange to me but when she showed me how to french-kiss, I immediately understood that this was something far more adult. It sent tingles to my shorts, for sure.
"She asked me if I liked this new way of kissing. Well, I'm a male, anything that gives me a hard-on, I like, right?"
"Right, um, like this, maybe?"
"Eww, exactly like that. That feels nice. Just keep rubbing right there. So, french-kissing was pretty hot stuff and she was rubbing me all over my chest, she had some excuse, I don't remember, to get my shirt off. I mean, I knew what was going on, that this was sex and all. And I was loving it.
"Then, one day, her halter was more loose that usual and she said that she saw me looking at her boobs and was I curious about how women look. Well, I'm not crazy, I jumped at the chance and she said that we must always keep it a secret between us and she would show me what women looked like."
"Oh, you horny little devil, you ate this up didn't you?"
"Just keep rubbing and I'll tell you. So I pledge secrecy forever and we seal it with a kiss, a french-kiss, of course, and she turns and asks me if I would untie her halter. If I had been older, I might have had a heart attack, but I nervously pulled the bow and saw it loosen. She turned back to me and slipped it off as I sat staring at her breasts.
"As I said, she had fairly small ones, I would guess she was about thirty years old and they were very nice and firm. Her nipples were really standing out, like yours do when I've sucked on them, and I just sat there almost drooling.
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