I wanted to share my first sex adventure with a maI was 18 and she was 37 and we lived in Rosehill . She lived on my block. I was walking my dog once and she invited me in with her husband home and everything knowing i repaired electronical stuff. It was nice as we sat at the kitchen table and had small talk about the neighborhood and fixing their laptop as well . Before I left, she said, “Come back any time.” The way she said it struck me odd. It wasn’t the usual way a woman that age would talk to me. She had also mentioned her husband worked Tuesday nights. Why would she mention that? I returned Tuesday night to find out. I was nervous approaching the door, but curious and turned on as well. Was I imagining this? We’d soon find out. She opened the door and was actually surprised by me showing up. I continued on optimistically. We sat at the kitchen table again really talking about nothing. Then we both got up and talked a little more, but the tension was building. Her clear blue eyes looked up at me and we kissed. It was a great feeling—that warm and soothing tongue of an older woman. We then smiled bursa escort and held hands walking into the family room. We continued kissing. She was 5’ 3” with a thin waist, medium-size breasts, and a great ass. She wore blue jeans and a blue shirt that night . She was still a little surprised by all this, especially when I pawed at her breasts and began to rub them through her shirt. I lifted her shirt and now rubbed her breasts through her bra. She was still stunned all this was happening, as was I. Then I slowly kissed and licked her left breast. Then I did the same to her right, and spent some time sucking both as I felt her back stiffen. It continued that way for a while as well as some heavy making out. When I left I was very happy and so was she. I was nervous after that, and even religiously conflicted about cheating with a married woman. But on deevali night me and 1 friends went to offer some sweets. She invited us in. We sat at the table with her husband and mother. The way she was looking at me was pure desire. I hadn’t yet had a kurta (traditional wear) and she told me to follow bursa escort bayan her to one of her elder k**s’ bedrooms. I did, leaving my friend with her husband and mother. She shut the door and found a kurta fite for me in n one of her k**s’ closets. She brought it over to me as I sat on her k**’s bed. She then kissed me passionately and I felt electricity course through my veins. Her hand then rubbed my hard D*** through my jeans. We continued this for a little while, but I was nervous with everyone in the next room. The door wasn’t even locked! So I got up to leave, and as I got my friends, her mother and husband said good-bye. She said, “Come back any time.” I soon did come back again on a Tuesday night. Her k**s were asleep. We started again with small talk in the kitchen and moved to the inevitable kiss. Then she laid me on my back on her sofa. She got on top of me and I felt her envelop my D***. It was great. I was thrusting up and in and I could see waves of passion wash across her hot, red face. We fucked for hours that night before I came. Soon after, I came back in the day, as she escort bursa had instructed me about her days off. When I got there, she grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the bedroom. She wanted me in her bedroom. I was rock hard as we kissed passionately and she got on all fours and took my cock into her warm mouth. She blew my mind, and I soon picked her up and fucked her hard and fast in front of the bedroom mirror. Her eyes were closed in ecstasy, but I watched a little in the mirror. It was great. I was young. She was hot and married. There was the worry of her husband coming home at any minute. It was the most exciting thing I’d ever experienced. When I came, it was the best and most satisfying feeling in the world. We fucked a few times after that. Once, her k**s came home right in the middle, but thankfully never caught us. I see her once in a while. Sometimes with her k**s and husband. Sometimes I see her alone. We both give each other a knowing smile. She was the second person I’d ever had sex with. The first was such an inexperienced fuck, though she did give me my first and most amazing blowjob. I consider that married woman my first and I always will. Nothing in my life has ever come close to that. I was an inexperienced boy turned into a man by that woman. This was truly the stuff that fantasies are made of.