Where it happened: Our private place.
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
Ayesha! Ayesha! I’ll never forget the first time we made sweet love together. You were so beautiful, your deep brown eyes swallowing me up, your petite body pressed close to mine, your slender brown fingers touching my face so gently as you kissed me, your sweet scent and taste stays in my memories, my fantasies even 10 years on. You were young but bold, I was shy and nervous about enjoying forbidden fruit, but unable to resist your sweet advances and your beautiful smile. I was your teacher and you my student but this summer afternoon we stepped out together and the role was reversed and you became my guide. I remember in our afterschool sessions together, you sat so close to me I could feel your warmth, hear your gentle breathing, feel your sleek black hair brushing my shoulder. Occasionaly you leaned over and touched my hand, not quite by accident, and your soft breast pressed my arm. I never wanted these sessions to end but little did I know that things were only just beginning!
I’ll never forget the moment you started to write on the desk. Slowly and deliberately, knowing I wouldn’t stop you…”I…love…you…do…you…love…me?”. The way you looked at me, your lips parted. Teasing me, trying me, the cheeky but irresistable adventure in your eyes. I took your hand and removed the pen. We came closer and you placed my hand on your breast. I breathed in, the first time for me, and felt slightly unsure how to proceed. My hand remained still, but you took the lead, took my face in your tiny hands and kissed me. So gently. So sweetly. As our eyes opened, your smile overwhelmed me. Speechless I could only smile back.
I took your hand in mine and we went to our private place, do you remember? And there we made love. For the first time. You removed your own clothes in front of me. Smiling, knowing you were beautiful, knowing I would fall for every inch of you. Your sweet smooth brown skin, the way your hair fell on your petite brown breasts. Your hips, of course your sweet pussy and your smooth and slender young legs. I stood in awe as you unbuttoned my clothes, removing my shirt my pants. You slipped your hand into my fly and coressed my excited penis. At this point, I could hold back no more. I kissed you, lifted you onto the edge of the table and held you close to me. Our bodies pressed together, your legs wrapped around me, our arms grasping each other. Breathing and kissing more heavily, more deeply. Ayesha! I’ll never forget this moment! The tip of my penis found your beautiful moist vagina. The coolness of contact at first entry. The immense rushing feeling as I pushed deeper. Our connection. Our love. Ayesha! I love you!! The rest was a blur. Intense kissing, exploring, touching, giggling, smiling, loving, kissing, loving, feeling, thrusting, breathing, love you, love you, love you, Ayesha. Ejaculation. My penis inside, as I remove, I look at your vaginal opening, my semen is running out. You’re smiling at me. Proud almost. I smile. Overwhelmed. Ayesha you brought the most excitement to my life that I’ve ever felt. We made love again repeatedly over the next few months. You made me feel alive for the first and only time in my life. Since you I have married but I feel dead inside.
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