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 Tuition Teacher Fucked by Student by anilsahotra (C)

   Hi, I'm Anil from Delhi.  This was the another sexual experience I had
when I was studying in 12th standard.  I was always poor in the subject of
geography, so my mother asked the lady next door to give me special
tuitions for it.  Her name is Ekta.  She is an old family friend of ours.
She is an extremely sober natured lady with a very sweet face and milky
white skin.  I always secretly admired her beautiful body and the way it
gracefully moved when she walked or sat or did anything.  Her taste of
clothes was also ever as sober and decent, generally in pastel shades of
pink, blue, or cream.  She always wore only sarees.  Her attitude towards
me was very warm and concerned, and took extra interest in training me in
the subject of geography.  She was a teacher of this subject in a school
other than mine.

   Ekta was still single and lived alone as she had lost her parents in
childhood.  I knew that because of this she was a very lonely woman.  Being
so beautiful and only 29 years old (10 years older to me), she could still
get married to any fine and worthy businessman.  But whoever brought her
any proposals; she showed no interest in getting married.  Sometimes I felt
like she considered me as her one and only good friend.

   As she gave me tuitions I used to feel more attracted to her
irresistible body.  While her eyes and mind were engrossed in reading and
explaining the text books to me, my eyes would fantasize over her pallu
which used to fall off her shoulders once in a while when her blouse would
give way for glimpses of her bra.  This made me suffer of sleepless nights.
I used to hate myself to think like this of a decent lady like her who was
always so nice to me.  But I think she guessed what I was going through
because of poor attention during the tuitions.  She tried to inquire why I
was not paying enough attention.  I didn't know how to answer that.  But
she was still kind and nice to me.  She treated me like a younger brother,
and so occasionally while teaching me she would put her fingers through my
hair on the head and caress me.

   She always wore sweet smelling perfumes.  So when her hand touched me
the fragrance made me loose total control of my senses.  On one such
occasion she noticed what was happening with me.  She frankly asked me to
be absolutely honest with what was distracting me so much.  I told her that
I found her very beautiful.  She smiled and assured me that she fully
understood what I meant.  I blushed in total embarrassment and ran home. 
The next few days I didn't have guts to go for any classes with her.  She
rung up at my place and spoke to my mother asking her to send me for the
classes again.  As my mother knew nothing of the recent developments
between Ekta and me, mummy forced me to go to Ekta's house to resume
tuitions as there was very little time left for my exams.  Finally I agreed
and went to Ekta for the class.

   Today she also looked embarrassed and didn't know how to start the
class. Finally she broke the ice by being very frank with me.  She told me
that she knew exactly what I'm going through, and then explained that such
feelings are natural during adolescence.  I thought to myself that it is
okay that she has understood as well as explained to me the facts, but I
wondered what was to happen next.  She took me to her bedroom where we
always studied at the desk.  But this time instead of sitting at the desk
she asked me to sit on her single bed which was almost as large as a
double. Sitting close to me she looked me straight in the eye.  Gazing at
me so strongly that I shivered in nervousness wondering if she was going to
scold me badly.  I noticed sadness in her face with tears filling up her
eyes.  Yet she smiled and shared her feelings to me.  She explained that
she too felt the need to hold someone dear to her and that she felt
terribly lonely in life.  This was the first time she ever told me openly
that she also loved me very much, and that it was okay if we made love to
each other.

   I was totally taken by surprise to hear all this.  At the same time I
had butterflies in my mind and body for the fact that my desire for seeing
and feeling her body was going to come true.  She was wearing a deep pink
floral patterned saree with a cherry red blouse.  She gently took the pallu
of her saree off her shoulder and handed it to me.  I got too excited just
to see her firm and healthy boobs in the blouse.  I was so engrossed into
the shining hooks of her blouse that I forgot all about her pallu which I
was holding.  This made her laugh loudly, saying that she had never seen
anyone as innocent as me.  This provoked my male ego and I felt the need to
prove to her that I wasn't all that innocent as she thought.  First of all
I hugged her tightly to make us both comfortable with feeling each other's
body.  She also cajoled me very skillfully.  Now I knew I was going to
learn the real geography from her, that too the geography of her.  If there
were chapters like these in my geography text book, then I would surely
pass out with flying colours.

   Ekta stood up in front of me while her pallu was still in my hand, and
she guided me to unwrap her body from the bindings of the saree.  Once I
was through with removing the saree, she turned around in full circle to
give me a full view of her figure from every angle.  She was wearing a
light pink colour petticoat.  I felt like the captain of the ship which was
to navigate through all the mountains and caves of her atlas map.  Taking
full command of my 8" ship I undocked into the silky smooth material of her
blouse with my desperate fingers.  I opened each hook of the blouse with my
fingers timelessly as they enjoyed the softness of her breasts.  Inside was
a lacy bra, pink in colour again.  Seemed like she was celebrating a Pink
Day.  As I slipped the blouse off her shoulders and down her arms, I lay my
head on her breasts.  They were so welcoming, as they allowed my entire
head to sink in between their warm, massive, fleshy coziness.  I felt her
heartbeats pumping like a power generator.  Sweat dripping from her chin
onto my head.  She was already gasping for breath.

   My hands crept over to her back trying to reach out for the hooks of the
bra.  I realized that it was a front open bra.  So as I opened the bra from
front, I was electrified to get the first view of her perfectly round and
tight boobs.  Each prized with a tender pink tiny nipple against her milky
white skin.  Her upper body was fully bare.  Now I had to work on
undressing her from under the waist.  She tried to wait patiently, but her
own life-long sexual frustration causing desperation made her press my head
against her navel so tightly that I was getting suffocated.  Releasing me
after a few seconds, she dragged me by my hair to the bed, and took off my
shirt, shorts and all, within no time.  She adored the male organ which I
guess she had seen for the first time and that too in a fully erect
position.  I noticed her mouth dripping as she glared at it.  She shyly
smiled and brought her head close to the dick that had already started
ejaculating.

   At first she rubbed her nose on the head of my dick.  Then gradually
began licking the cum squirting out more rapidly.  Ekta really enjoyed this
part.  But before she went any further, I convinced her that it will be
easier to carry on with our adventures once she is fully undressed. 
Agreeing to my suggestion she lay down on the bed spreading her arms and
legs widely and asked me to finish undressing her.  It was only her
petticoat and panty that I had to remove now.  And I didn't want to do it
in a hurry.  So I reached for her toes, and gradually lifting the petticoat
upwards, licked her legs.  Once the petticoat was lifted upto her upper
thighs, I raised her left leg and placed it on my shoulder.  Then the same
with her right leg.  Now with both her legs on my shoulders, I kissed the
inside of her thighs and at the same time rubbing massaging the outer part
of the thighs.  She was too blissful and asked for more and more.

   Suddenly she got up and asked me to wait.  I asked her why and she said
she had an idea with which we could both enjoy better.  She went to the
kitchen and returned with a bottle of strawberry jam.  I thought she was
hungry after all this exhaustive session and wanted us to have some meal
break.  Instead she lay down again in the same position, opened the jam
bottle and applied some on her thighs where I was licking her.  Then asked
me to continue by licking the jam on her thigh as well.  I was quite
impressed with her fantastic innovation.  With all this excitement I didn't
want to delay undressing her anymore.  I quickly untied the string of her
petticoat and pulled it down her legs instantly.  Now I could see her fully
naked legs, smoother than satin or silk.  She was quite a sight for me to
be lying there on the bed with nothing on except the white cotton panty
with 'pink' hearts printed on it and laced borders.  My heart was almost
popping out of my chest.

   Everything she wore on that day looked brand new, as if she was
specially prepared for the whole seduction.  I didn't need to feel guilty
anymore; the desire was equal from both ends.  I comfortably loosened the
elastic waistband of her panty, massaging her hips at same time.  She
moaned in ecstasy raising her warm sexy legs to make it easier for me to
pull off her panty.  As I slowly lowered the panty from her waist, I got
the first view of her divine pussy.  There was a light tuft of hair on the
pubic area, soft as fur.  As I felt the hair, the tingling sensation got
her more excited.  There were high voltage currents passing through our
bodies.  She breathed heavier by the second.  Finally neither of us could
afford to hold ourselves in control.  Both reaching the height of orgasm,
we leapt and attacked each other violently.

   I held her tightly under my arms which suddenly changed in strength from
that of a school boy to an indomitable beast.  She too was impressed with
my never before seen strength.  While holding her unsparingly I thrust my
giant dick into the endless tunnel of lust.  I fucked her harder than I
imagined I could, and she also contributed by taking various positions
accordingly.  I knocked her from front, I knocked her from back.  Squeezed
out whatever juices she possessed in her pussy and the boobs.  Her breasts
had swollen with no limits.  Nipples were hard as metal bolts.  Thunder
running through our bodies, we tried every position that anyone could
rarely even imagine, all within fractions of time.  Digging deeper into her
pussy I chewed her tits till they were red or even purple.  In one position
while I was fucking her from the back, I spread her legs wide apart, so
much that her hole was wide enough to let in the dick of a dinosaur.  For
now I was the dinosaur.  I slashed my tongue turbulently at her centre of
gravity and then jolted my bolt into it innumerable times with lightning
speed.  She had also lost all her sobriety and like a devil sent from hell,
sucked on my dick at first and then chewed on it mercilessly which we had
been made more delicious with the strawberry jam for flavour.  After all
these adventurous exploitations of each other's innocence which had
continued for nearly four hours, we concluded thankfully, promising to keep
this as top secret and to be generous whenever each was in need for it
again.  We carried on experimenting new styles and positions frequently for
the next ten years until I got married.  Ekta is still single, and I am
still loyal to her for giving me the big breakthrough when I needed it
most. To prove my loyalty I still visit her lonely house and we still
practice the same with complete dedication.

   We've explained to my wife that Ekta & I meet for intensive
transcendental physiology study and she has never suspected till today.  I
had secretly stolen and still preserved Ekta's that day's pink lace bra and
the white panty with pink hearts on it.  I cuddle them and kiss them on the
days I want her and we're not able to meet.  On such occasions I also smear
strawberry jam on my dick and ask my wife to lick it up.  My wife has
become an expert in such blow jobs and does it most willingly and happily,
although she has always wondered what the mystery behind all this is.  But
that mystery will forever remain a secret only between Ekta and me.

   Comments are welcome at the link below, any girl/ women in and around
delhi want some sincere friend, then contact me on my email mail.  I like
to make friends,

   claireowen37 <claireowen37@yahoo.co.uk> wrote:

   Hi All,

   I do hope that all of you enjoy my story.  It would be great if I
receive a similar story from one of you too.  So here goes.  With your
permission Moderator,...........

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   Although I have been an avid reader of erotic stories for some time, I
have always viewed them as a fantasy, not really something that happens in
real life.  That is until the other day....

   I arrived home from work to find my son's 22 year old friend Tim sitting
in the driveway.  Several years ago this would have been quite normal, as
Tim and my only son Josh had been inseparable.  They had met in
kindergarten and had been best mates ever since.  My family had sort of
adopted Tim as he came from a troubled family background and had left home
at a very young age.  However, I hadn't seen a lot of Tim since Josh had
taken a job interstate and Tim moved in with his girlfriend Tanya.

   As I parked my car in the garage and walked over to Tim, I was surprised
to notice how thin he looked.  He was a tall lad, probably six foot two,
and had always been trim, but now he looked so thin it made me wonder what
was the matter.  I walked over to him and he smiled but somehow the smile
didn't reach his brown eyes.  He followed me inside and sat in the lounge
room, I told him to make himself at home and make a cool drink for himself
while I went and had a shower.

   As I stood under the cool water, I found myself thinking about Tim, but
not Tim my son's mate, but Tim the man.  I was rather startled to find
myself thinking like this.  Although my husband had died several years
earlier, I hadn't exactly been celibate since then.  I had had several
lovers but none of them had proven very satisfying.  But why was I, a
45-year woman thinking such thoughts as these about a man young enough to
be my son.  Indeed who was like a son to me.  I gave myself a mental shake
as I turned off the water and wrapped a large towel around myself and went
back into my bedroom to dress.

   When I came back down the stairs, Tim was sitting at the breakfast bar
with two iced teas sitting in front of him.  Typical of Tim to think of
making a drink for me too, for although he came from a rather harsh
background he was always the perfect gentleman.  I took my drink and
suggested we go into the lounge room and he can tell me what his problem
was.

   "Who said there was a problem," he almost whispered.  "Come on Tim, I
have known you most of your life, I know when something is wrong.  You turn
up here on my doorstep looking like you have not a friend on this earth,
and you deny there is a problem.  Lets just cut the bullshit and spit it
out"

   He looked rather startled but began to tell me about his problems with
his girlfriend.  Tanya was a very pretty girl, and she knew it.  Everyone
knew she was a flirt, actually more like a tease, but we had hoped for
Tim's sake that once they moved in together that she would calm down a
little.  Apparently that was not the case.  When Tim arrived home from work
the other day he had found her on a chat line having cyber sex with a guy.
She had told him it was only a bit of fun but when he had found her e-mail
box open he couldn't resist looking at it and found several very steamy
emails from the guy.  One even suggested that they meet in town to see if
the sex was as good in person as it was online.  Again he had confronted
her about it, and she flew into a rage that he had looked at her private
emails.  He told her that if she had things to hide she should be more
careful and to close things down so he couldn't see them.  This enraged her
even more and she informed Tim that she was going to meet her cyber lover
whether he liked it or not.  When he tried to reason with her, she informed
him that it was over between them, and that as far as she was concerned, he
was a dead loss in bed.

   As Tim told his sad story, I could see tears in his eyes.  I felt so
sorry for him that I put my arms around him and hugged him.  But I guess
this made him uncomfortable as he pulled away very quickly.  I tried to
cheer him up by suggesting that we go out for a bite to eat and a couple of
drinks.  He said that the news of Tanya and her Internet lover had already
got out and he didn't really feel like going out and being the object of
people's pity or gossip.  I agreed with him and suggested then that we go
and get some Chinese take away and a bottle of wine and we can sit and
chat, just like in the old days.  As a teenager Tim would always come to me
and talk about his problems with girlfriends and his life in general.

   He agreed to drive me into town to pick up the takeaway and the wine On
the drive into town we talked about Joshua and the things the two boys used
to get up to.  Before long Tim was showing signs of his old self again.  We
picked up the Chinese and then went to the bottle shop to pick up a couple
bottles of wine.

   When we got home, we settled ourselves at the kitchen table to eat. 
Half an hour and nearly a full bottle of wine later, the table was strewn
with empty take away packs and we were both feeling rather merry.

   Tim suggested we move into the lounge room where we could be more
comfortable.  He picked up our glasses and went into the other room while I
gathered up the empty containers and threw them into the bin.  We made
ourselves comfy on the couch and finished the first bottle of wine all the
while just chatting about anything that took our fancy.  It was good just
sitting there laughing and talking.  Even though Tim was Joshua's friend we
had shared a special friendship also.  I am twice his age but we share
similar interests in books, music and life.  Inevitably, though, as usually
happens, the talk got around to sex.  We were talking about our wildest
sexual fantasies when suddenly the smile faded from Tim's face and I could
again see the gleam of tears in his eyes.

   "I don't know what I am doing wrong Georgie.  I try my hardest to please
Tanya, but nothing I do seems to please her both in and out of bed.  I do
everything she asks of me but it never seems to please her"

   This time I put my arms around Tim's thin frame.  He moved into my arms
and rested his head on my shoulder.  We sat this way for a time as he
poured out his heart to me.  After a while he became very quiet, I was not
sure if he had gone to sleep or what, when suddenly he lifted his head and
looked at me.  To this day I am not sure what actually happened but our
lips met in a gentle probing kiss.  I felt Tim's teeth grazing my bottom
lip, he pulled away slightly before we met again in a more passionate
embrace.  His tongue slid over my lips and teeth before probing into my
mouth.  My tongue met his thrust for thrust, twisting and turning in an
erotic dance.  Tim's weight against me slowly forced me back against the
arm of the couch.  We lay like this for ages; Tim's body half covering
mine. Our lips continuing their embrace while our hands caressed and
explored each other's body.  His hands found their way under my t-shirt top
and stroked my hard nipples through the flimsy fabric of my bra.  A shiver
ran through my body at his firm but gentle touch.  My t-shirt was pushed up
high over my breasts so Tim helped me take it off.

   "Wow Georgie I always knew you have nice tits but they are fantastic,
but so much better without this though " he said as he removed my bra and
lightly ran his tongue over them, taking a nipple in his mouth and suckling
gently.  My pussy pulsed and got even wetter.  This young man was causing
my body to react in a way that no other man had ever done.  As Tim
continued his ministrations on my tits his hand worked its way down my body
to the top of my jeans.  Deftly he undid the button and slid the zip down.
His hand snaked its way down under the elastic of my panties and into my
now sopping slit.  His eyes met mine in a cheeky grin and he left my
breasts and kissed his way slowly down.  My jeans and panties joined my bra
and t-shirt on the floor.  Tim slid two fingers into my pussy and probed
deep into me.  He took my swollen clit between his lips and gently sucked.
The feeling was so intense my hips lifted off the couch causing his fingers
to thrust even deeper into me.  Not to be deterred Tim continued his
assault on my clit, this time with his tongue.  He ran it around the
swollen nub then along my slit.  Up and down my pussy from my arse to my
clit and back, slowly and gently, probing and tasting, all the time his
fingers fucking in and out of me.  I felt my pussy start to clench and knew
I was about to climax.  Tim sensed this too and stopped his probing.  Not
for long though, just long enough for the feeling to subside before he
continued again.

   For over half an hour Tim's erotic torture continued.  He would bring me
to the point or orgasm before stopping over and over again until finally I
came in such a massive orgasm I though I would pass out.  Tim lapped and
sucked up my juices as they flowed from me.  I don't think I had ever been
so wet before.  It seemed that the more he lapped and sucked the more and
the harder I came until finally he came and lay on top of me.  He pulled me
to him and kissed me deeply allowing me to taste my own juices on his
tongue.

   "Stand up and take your clothes off Tim, I want to feel your cock in my
mouth" I ordered him.  He didn't need telling twice.  His clothes were soon
in a pile on the floor and Tim was standing before me with his hard cock
pointed at my face.  I sat up and moved forward, taking the head into my
mouth.  I ran my tongue around the head and down the shaft.  Inch by inch I
worked his cock into my mouth, taking it in then withdrawing only to take a
little more in with each thrust.  Working like this I eventually took his
whole 8 inches into my mouth.  A groan escaped from Tim's lips and he
looked down to see his whole length disappear between my red lips.  All the
time his cock was lodged in my mouth and throat, my tongue was worked its
way around the sensitive glands at the tip.  Each time my tongue would
slide over the gland Tim's cock would twitch and seemed to grow even
larger. He placed his hands behind my head to hold me still while he thrust
his cock in and out of my mouth.  Slowly at first, just gently thrusts, but
as his climax built up he thrust harder and harder.  With one hand I cupped
his balls and gently tugged, the other hand reached under him and explored
between his cheeks.  I found his puckered rear entrance and gently ran my
fingertip around it, and then slowly I inserted my finger.  Tim gasped at
this intrusion but kept thrusting into my mouth.  His arse was so tight it
gripped at my finger, but with gentle pressure I pushed it further in until
it was buried up to the second knuckle.  Then I thrust it in and out. 
Tim's moans of pleasure increased, as did the tempo of his fucking until he
came in great spurts deep into my throat.  I managed to swallow as much of
his cum as I could but a small amount leaked down onto my chin.  He then
surprised me by kneeling in front of me and licking his cum from my chin.
At my shocked look he commented that women like to taste their own cum so
why shouldn't he, so I ran my tongue over his cock, taking in as much of
his cum as I could, then I pulled him down into a deep embrace, using my
tongue to let him taste himself.

   We lay down again and cuddled up together.  When I awoke several hours
later I couldn't work out why I was sleeping on my couch and what this
heavy feeling on my chest was.  When I looked down and saw Tim's face so
beautiful in sleep the full impact of what happened hit me.  I had had sex
with my son's best friend and worse than that I had enjoyed it.  I knew I
should be ashamed of myself, but I had enjoyed it too much for that.

   Reality then set in and I knew that if I didn't move then, I would be
looking for a repeat performance, so I gently lifted Tim's arm and slid out
from beneath him.  I went into the kitchen and made myself a cool drink
before I went up to my bedroom.  I pulled back the covers and slid between
the cool sheets and lay there trying to go back to sleep.  But my mind kept
going over and over the events of last night.  I could say it was the
alcohol but that would be lying because I knew exactly what was happening
and I could have stopped it at any time, but it was only my lust for Tim's
hard young body that had stopped me.  I lay there for ages in the dark of
my room trying to get the image of his hard cock and the feel of his tongue
on my pussy out of my mind.  I had almost succeeded when a voice in the
dark startled me.

   Tim had come into my room and had sat on the edge of my bed.  He reached
over and took hold of my hand.  "I'm sorry if you are upset over what
happened last night, but I am not going to apologise for it.  I have wanted
to fuck you for years.  You have always been the object of my fantasies. 
When I was younger I had a picture of you taken when we were all on
holidays once, and I used to masturbate looking at that picture and
fantasising about what it would be like to feel my cock deep inside your
pussy".

   "Tim love, do you think this is right.  You are my son's best friend and
at the moment you are confused about your relationship with Tanya.  Are you
sure that maybe you aren't using me prove to yourself and to Tanya that you
are better than she thinks.  I don't mind being used for proving a point,
but the last thing I want to do is hurt your friendship with Josh and
indeed the friendship between us either.  Besides if people heard about a
relationship between us, you would be the laughing stock of the town, and
that is something I couldn't stand to see".

   "How about you worry about yourself for once.  If people want to laugh
because I am making love to a sexy older woman, then it is them that have
the problem not me.  As for Josh, he already knows about my fantasies about
you.  He caught me masturbating to your picture once and I told him
everything, then just before he left he told me to look after you in every
way possible.  So I suspect that he was giving me his blessing.  As for
Tanya, I am not confused about our relationship; there is no relationship.
It is over, and has been for sometime, I just didn't want to admit it.  So
are there any more objections before I fulfil my fantasy?" What could I
say? Tim slid under the covers with me.  He half rolled on top of me and
slid his knee between my legs pushing them open.  His hand slide between my
legs and his fingers slide into my pussy.

   "Mmmmm still nice and wet for me," he said as he rolled on top of me and
rested the head of his cock at my entrance.  "I have dreamed of this moment
since I was thirteen years old and I want to savour each second of it."

   Ever so gently he eased his cock in.  Firstly just the head, no more,
just the tip teasing and tantalising me.  Then a little more until finally
all of him was buried deep inside me.  A look of pure ecstasy came over
Tim's face as he lay over me.  He didn't move.  He just lay there with his
cock buried up to his balls deep in my cunt, savouring the feeling.  Then
slowly he started to move.  Just slow short thrusts, his whole length just
moving inside of me.  The feeling was so erotic, his cock touching the
sides of my pussy and teasing them.  My muscles tightened around his shaft,
drawing it in even more.  So deep and so hard.  Never had I had such a slow
and sensual fuck as this.  Tim hardly moved, his cock moving just enough to
tease and excite my inner muscles.  My pussy muscles began to pulse and
throb as my orgasm neared.  I gripped Tim's shoulders as I screamed out in
the most massive orgasm I had ever felt.  I couldn't believe that I was
cumming on a cock that was hardly moving inside me.

   As my orgasm subsided, Tim withdrew from my pussy and looked at me with
a glint in his brown eyes.  Without saying a word he turned me over and
raised me into a kneeling position.  His hands parted my arse cheeks and I
felt his finger probing at my hole.  He moistened his finger with my juices
and slowly inserted it into my arse.  After a little initial resistance the
finger slipped in up to the knuckle.  Tim moved his finger around gently
easing my arse open.  Then I felt his cock there.  The head probing and
pushing against me until it popped in.  It had been a while since I had
been fucked in the arse and the feeling was divine.  No slow teasing here.
Tim rested his hands on my shoulders and pulled me back on to his tool.  In
no time he was buried to the hilt inside my arse.  Then he was thrusting
into me harder and harder.  I pushed back against his forward movement and
my arse ground into his pelvis and we ground our bodies together in pure
lust.  My fingers went to my clit and I rubbed furiously as his cock ground
into me time and time again.  Tim moaned that he was about to cum.

   "Where do you want me to come babe?" he groaned.  "Do you want me to
pull out and cum over you or can I cum inside you" "Deep inside me lover,
deep deep inside my arse.  Fill me with your cum" I felt Tim's body stiffen
as he shot his load deep into my arse.  At the same time, my fingering of
my clit set off another less powerful but equally satisfying orgasm.  We
collapsed on to the bed, Tim's cock still inside of me.  He chuckled to
himself.  I wasn't sure what was wrong, so I asked him and he told me that
if he had known his fantasy would be this good he would probably have tried
it sooner.

   Presently he rolled off of me and pulled the blanket over us both.  We
fell asleep in each other's arms.  In the morning while Tim showered I made
breakfast for us.  When we were seated at the table I asked him what he was
going to do.  He said that he was going to go home now and collect his
gear. I wasn't sure where this was going, but I suggested that maybe he
would want to move in here with me for a while.  Well that was six months
ago.  Six months of gloriously fulfilling sex.  At first the townspeople
were shocked about our relationship but nowadays people take it as normal.
Indeed some of my women friends are envious of my relationship with Tim.  I
have told them that he is mine but maybe if they are good, they can help me
fulfil Tim's newest fantasy, a threesome.  Josh was a little shocked at
first, but when he saw how happy we both were, he admitted that he was
pleased and had known all along that something like this would happen.  As
for Tanya, her internet lover turned out to be an aging man of around sixty
years of age.  At first she was repulsed but he finally won her over.  Who
knows maybe she has discovered Tim's secret about older lovers, they are
like a fine wine, the older and more mature they are the better they get.

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