I was about 18 years old at the time, and I was working at a magazine because my study didn’t start for another 6 months. That’s where I met this amazing 26 year old woman.
She was from Poland, and she was pretty hot. For a woman from Poland her English was very good so talking to her wasn’t a problem. After about a month we started flirting a little bit. Not much, but at that point I knew. I was about to hit that.
After a while I found out she was married, and her husband also worked at the same company. Challenge accepted! A few months of innocent flirting went by, and we had a team party. Luckily for me, her husband worked at another department, so he wasn’t there. We had a great time, and after a while we found our self alone, in the dark, on a big soccer field. We laid down in the grass, and of course we started kissing. It was amazing. The part of her being married really turned me on.
We didn’t go any further than second base, and I noticed that she would act a little distant at work. It turned out she was afraid I would say anything to her husband, and she wanted to end things. That would be terrible, we didn’t even have sex yet!
The next few weeks I showed her I can be trusted. She agreed to go to the forest with me, in the middle of the night. I picked her up at her house after her husband went to bed and we drove off to the forest. That was the first time she gave me a blowjob. I felt mighty. Somebody’s wife is giving me a blowjob, I could get used to that. It didn’t take long though, because she said: ‘I can’t do this, I’m scared, It’s to big’. Pretty nice ego boost I must say, but I think it’s more likely that her husband has a small cock, rather than mine is ‘too big’. Mine is just normal I guess.
A week later I took her to the forest again. I needed to fuck her, no matter what. Same old, same old. She was scared, so I decided to give her some slack on the whole blowjob thing. We had sex, and it looked like she was in a little bit of pain. Seemed weird to me, since she was 26 years and all. It’s not like i’m deflowering a 15 year old.
It wasn’t really mind-blowing, so I didn’t need to ‘do’ her again. A few weeks later I went off to college and never saw her again. College rocks! Let the games begin.
Nice one! Need to write more stories about your crazy adventures!
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Thanks Alissa! I know, but It’s so hard to remember everything because It didn’t mean anything to me at that time!
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Haha do what I do, use your imagination. Okay no, that’s cheating…wink wink
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Haha I don’t need my imagination, I’ve done plenty of stuff! 🙂 I just need my memory to get clear again! I’m jumping from 17 years old, to 20, back to 18 it’s so confusing haha
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Haha yeah. Remember being that age, or bits and pieces of it. I understand now haha
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If she looked like she was in some pain, she probably was. I think it’s very likely that she wasn’t sufficiently relaxed, probably because she felt guilty, uncomfortable etc.
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That could be true! I don’t know, I didn’t ask..
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