Where it happened: Office
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 9
Category: Straight
It was my first time away from home, away from my parents, and away from Donald, my boyfriend who I thought was everything. I had missed him so much and was very much in love. I had only been away in France for a month when I received the letter, the one from my best girlfriend explaining how she had felt the need to tell me how she and Donald had been having sex, and that it had started even before I had left home to come here.
I was devastated! I did not believe it! I phoned him and challenged him, and though he denied it all I could tell that he was lying and that indeed I had been cheated on. We had been together since I was fourteen. He was the only person whom I had been intimate with and I though I knew that there were girls who were often hitting on him I really thought that I was the only one he’d ever want, and had no doubt that he’d be faithful. Now things had changed. I was eighteen and I was devastated and I thought that my life was over.
I was crying. He was sitting beside me on the sofa in his office with his arm around me and was trying to console me. He was my instructor. I had gone to France to study dance and was in his class when things had gotten to the point where I just burst into tears while in class. Right after class he had taken me into his office. He was older, likely twice my age and I was telling him my life story as I sobbed. He had kissed me on the cheek, and had told me that things would be okay, and had rubbed my back as I had snuggled up against him, feeling his companionship, the warmth and friendship that I needed.
Again he went to kiss me, and my lips instinctively found his and my tongue explored his mouth as he responded. It didn’t matter anymore. I wanted to be loved, and felt his hands as they became more intimate.
Suddenly it happened. My hand had rubbed his thigh and felt the penis as he kissed me. He gasped as then my hand caressed it, the size of it increasing in his clothing. Suddenly my shorts were on the floor beside the sofa, his hand inside my panties as his fingers found the bulge, the mound of hair inside, between my thighs. My clit responded to his touch. I moaned in pleasure as he touched it! It seemed he knew the way I felt. I wanted him to fuck me with his cock! I wanted to pretend he was my boyfriend! I could close my eyes and just pretend that it was he!
I lifted up my buttocks as now he slid the panties from me. I was lying on the sofa, my eyes now closed, my thighs now fully spread apart. He knelt between them as I felt his penis touch my lips, and then explore; my clitoris excited, my pubic mound a soaking wetness as we played! I gasped, my love canal expanding, the thickness of his cock it seemed was so much larger, so much longer than the one I’d felt before! His knob embraced the narrow entrance; then slid inside, one inch perhaps and then one more, and then rest of him slid in me!
We fucked. The oneness of our bodies was complete! It seemed that sex had never felt this good before!
We laid there when the deed was done, his sperm now flowing from me, the couch a soaking wetness underneath, the shrinking cock still in me as his tongue caressed my breasts. I realized now that what I’d felt before was just a prelude, that I’d never felt a climax with my boyfriend quite like this, the full effect of total orgasmic release as my body was reacting to his thrusts. We’d fucked for twenty minutes, maybe longer. My boyfriend always came in just five minutes; that was all. He’d never made me cum, not even close!
I left his office now a total woman, as though it was my first time with a man! I showered in the changing room beside the studio. He taught me how to dance, and pleasures that few women feel when properly fucked. I realized now why younger girls like older men.
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