MANU – 2nd partI couldn't hold back anymore, I knelt down on the floor between his legs and maneuvered until I managed to open his pants and lower his zipper. I felt that scent of male in heat, a hot man, an erection at the mango, and saw his bulge under his boxers, and caressed it. I felt the hardness of his member and with one tug lowered his boxers. His member sprang up and I absorbed it with my hungry mouth for sex.He stretched back, stretched and opened his legs wider, grabbed my hair, started to moan, and I sucked him until the paroxysm. His and mine. He ended with violent spurts in my mouth, and I swallowed with delight his cum.He completely relaxed and looked at me with surprise. I think he never imagined that I would react like I did. I think he thought it would be a much harder task to get something from me. He had never tried to seduce me, never occurred to me to do something like this with a friend of my kids' friends. It was almost like a nephew due to the affection and closeness that we always had between our families.I felt a bit slutty and that pleased me. But I think Manuel liked it more. A few minutes later he reacted, pulled up his boxers and pants, stood up, and took my hand to my bedroom. He knew the house very well.In the bedroom he closed the door with a push and hugged me and kissed me with passion and heat, a teenage heat. He was whispering that he had never felt this way having sex. That he had some experience with milf women, that he preferred them to girls, because of the experience and all that, but that he had never achieved so much excitement and desire to make love, to take me, to do everything and all at once.I calmed him down by responding to his vehemence with gentleness and intensity. And I helped him undress because he had already started but was doing so clumsily, getting tangled up in his clothes.Then I had him totally naked in front of me and asked him to relax and stay still for a few seconds because I wanted to admire his firmness and the freshness of his young boy's body. And that he wait like that until I had taken off my clothes.In minutes we were face to face, both of us naked, desiring each other in an animal way. I noticed he was trembling slightly. I didn't feel embarrassed about my figure a bit overweight and my skin no longer as firm. I was too excited. Nothing mattered to me.He threw me onto the bed and attacked me with all his desire, and I wrapped my legs around his waist and he suddenly penetrated me without foreplay. His penis was as erect as if nothing had happened just moments before. He kissed my breasts, nibbled on my nipples, bit my shoulders, neck, while entering and exiting with too much impetus. I asked him to go slower, to be aware of what we were feeling, he slowed down his pace, and we both enjoyed it more.About minutes after starting, I had my first orgasm while he was panting with fever and grabbing my buttocks with force, and the spasms of that orgasm made him so excited that he couldn't hold on and told me he was coming inside me. We didn't realize nor have time to notice we were having unprotected sex.I told him so. He froze. He looked at me with guilt. I looked at him seriously, and then I kissed him with all the passion that my fever produced in me.He slid down towards me, kissing my breasts, nipples, belly, pubis and reached my clitoris, separated my lips with his fingers and started to suck it, absorb it, gently nibble on it while putting two fingers from each hand in my vagina. I couldn't hold back and had my second orgasm.It had been a long time since I didn't come that way. I had masturbated many times before, of course, when alone, but it's not the same. Orgasms provoked with so much passion are another kind of orgasm. They are pleasant agonies, prolonged, spasmodic.There I decided to stop the madness. I wanted to dose it. I wanted him to come frequently, although not daily, to see me and enjoy my body, and I to enjoy his, so firm, so fresh and warm, so hot at times, so agile and fiery, so young and male.I told him so. I didn't want him to stay and sleep. I wanted him to rest for a bit and then we could part ways sweetly, anticipating the next session of sex and passion. I told him I wanted to see him soon. That I was going to call him. He looked at me between disappointed because he wanted to keep going and expectant because I was offering him long-lasting pleasure.
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