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Amazing Afternoon

Age when it happend: 17
Where it happened: Mrs. Martin's House
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 7
Category: Straight

When I was a teenager I used to make extra money doing yardwork for people in the neighborhood. Mrs. Martin was definitely my favorite customer. She was divorced and lived in a house by herself with a top floor she rented out. She had kind of a big yard and I mowed her grass and sometimes weeded her garden and helped her plant flowers, things like that. She was I think in her early forties, but looked younger and definitely took care of herself so she always looked good. I had a crush on her since the first time I met her. I’m sure she realized this, because looking back I know she would tease me quite a bit. She would come out with iced tea or lemonade, wearing shorts and a t-shirt and I would tend to stare at her legs or her breasts. Sometimes she would bend over to do something in the garden and I know now she was putting on a show for me. Sometimes her shorts were very short and I would get really hard looking at her ass as bare flesh peeked out from under her shorts.

One day we started talking and she asked me if I was dating any girls. I told her I wasn’t, that I was kind of shy and scared to ask girls out at school. I was a going to be a senior in high school that fall and was embarrassed that I had never really been with a girl. I had kissed and fooled around a little bit with girls when I was a bit younger, but now I was so scared of rejection that I never even asked anyone out. I felt comfortable talking to Mrs. Martin and ended up confessing all these feelings. She told me not to be ashamed, that most guys my age brag about sexual experiences they’ve never even had. She invited me to come inside and asked if I was hungry. Sometimes she would make sandwiches if I had been working a long time outside so I didn’t think it was that strange. She made a couple sandwiches and we sat talking some more at the table. After eating, she took off her sneakers and asked if I would massage her feet for her. I told her I didn’t know how to give a foot massage and she said it didn’t matter, just follow what she said. Her toenails were beautifully manicured and her feet were cute, I’ve had a foot fetish ever since that day! As I massaged her feet I got very hard. After a while she started to rub her foot against my erection. I started stammering and I was shaking. She got up and put her arm around me and told me not to be so nervous. I remember her saying “if you promise not to tell anyone about this, I will teach you about sex.” I nodded okay, still speechless, and she asked if I liked her body. She put her foot between my legs while standing and asked if I wanted to touch her legs. I nodded again and gently ran my hand up and down them. Then she asked if I wanted to see her breasts, I nodded again and she took off her t-shirt and bra, very slowly while watching my reaction. Then she asked if I wanted to touch them, again I nodded, this time blurting out “oh god yes…” and she smiled and lifted me to my feet. I was so unsteady and so nervous. Soon she let me kiss her breasts and as I did so she unbuckled my jeans and slid them down my legs to my knees and stroked my erection. In no time at all I came, my body shaking as I just gushed out, my semen firing all over her bare thighs. I was embarrassed that I came so quickly, but she smiled and said it was okay. “You can make love to me if you want to” she said and after I caught my breath, my penis started getting hard again. She led me into her bedroom and took off all my clothes. Then she took off her shorts and panties and laid down on the bed, stretching her arms out to me. I came over slowly, wanting her so much, and she guided me on top of her. “Just relax” she said, taking my penis, now completely hard again, and guiding it towards her vagina. I remember she was incredibly wet because I slipped in very easily. Each inch felt like another slice of heaven and I was shuddering, having never felt anything this good in my life. She took me in very slowly, reminding me to relax every time my body went into an involuntary shudder. Once I was completely in her, she told me to slide back and forth slowly. She had me start slow and once I got comfortable, move quicker. I came again not too long into the experience, but she waited, running her fingers through my hair and telling me I was a “very good lover” until I was ready again. The third orgasm took a long time, and we made love for probably a half hour before it happened. With that she lie with me for a while and then we got dressed, went back to the kitchen and drank lemonade and talked before I went home. The only people I told were my best friend at the time, and people after I moved out of the neighborhood and went to college.

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