We’ve known each other most of our lives. Frequently flirting but never getting together. It was not supposed to happen. But in times of extreme emotional stress people don’t always make the best decisions. Her marriage was falling apart, he was into drugs big time. I was in an abusive marriage. Two counselors told me it was my fault, men don’t get abused. To say we were emotionally stressed is an understatement.
She made the first move, I followed willingly. She can get guys to do anything, she is flirtatious, friendly, and gorgeous. Her sex drive was intoxicating. All I could see was the thin blonde eighteen year old girl I remembered from years ago. She is twice that age and more matronly now. And still gorgeous.
She would melt into my hands when I touched her sensuously. Her sex drive would override anything else she was trying to do. One time she was on the phone with her boss. I came up behind her and wrapped my arms around her, cradling her breasts with my hands. She was writhing almost immediately, her brain needing to be professional but her hormones rapidly taking control. It was beautiful.
We were on her bed having lost our clothes long before. The kissing was intense and erotic, doing the job of firing up our hormones in rapid fashion. I moved to my back, she was half next to me, half on me. Her hips and legs on me and my legs somehow holding hers apart and down to the bed, keeping them where I wanted them. Her back was on the bed and my mouth on her breast. I would like to have a picture to see how we looked intertwined like that.
I slid my hand down her stomach to find her clit and lips. That’s when the moans started. My finger slid between her lips to feel how wet she was. I could feel her opening and let my finger find its way inside. Then out to rub her clit. This brought more moans and even a shudder or two. Her body was electric, on fire from the hormones. I responded to how her body reacted to my touch, doing those things that elicited a response from her. She could not hold still.
Soon she placed her hand on mine that was on her clit. “Stop”. She whispered, but pressed her fingers on mine to keep them where they were. “Stop” she whispered again. I rubbed her clit between my fingers. Then it hit her hard. Like nothing I’d experienced before. She cried out as the orgasm wracked her body, convulsing, shaking and shuddering. I could feel it in my hand that was between her legs. I could feel it in her breast that was in my mouth. I could feel it as she shook my body with hers. I could feel her orgasm inside my body. It was perhaps the most erotic moment of my life.
Her orgasm controlled her body for a while, not willing to let go. Finally it did. She tried to catch her breath, her chest heaving, moving up and down against my body. After a while we turned to look at each other, our blue eyes so close together. “Wow” we both said. That’s all that we needed to say.
I don’t know how long we laid there together, but I didn’t want to leave.
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