Just a week from going out on my first date with my later fiance, I was bored with no friends to hang out with or anything to do. I got online to mast...rbate like usual but this time something was different. I had gotten a reply from an old ad I posted on adult Friend finder. It was from a married woman who was interested in meeting that exact night. We chatted online for about ten minutes. With only a vague description of what she looked like and her address, I drove to her tiny house just a. And I was just after a bit of harmless fun, same as most who jump illegally. People know it happens, and most call it perverted. The ones who do it just call it advanced masturbation. There was, technically speaking, no law against having sex with yourself. Still, it was my first time, and I was a bit nervous, so I asked, Does this work? Oh yeah, future me replied. I had an awesome time. I hope its as good the second time around. Ill do my best. I know, she said and winked. My nerves began to. I leaned down and our tongues intertwined as I drew out. My second push was more of a hard thrust and Jessica screamed into my mouth as I crashed into her womb's entrance again. The feeling was amazing; her tight tunnel rippling along my length, her sweat slickened flesh sliding against me and her beautiful face scrunched up in a mix of pleasure and pain.She started to gyrate her hips and the milking sensation it created on my straining cock was beyond belief. It was only by the grace of her. When we got to the cabin, I ran inside. It was a small place. Two small bedrooms and one bathroom. Most of the time the older folks would give up and go and sleep inside. I always slept in my tent, and sometimes, I slept just in my sleeping bag. But I always slept outside. I loved being out. When Chris and I was little we always used to share a tent and stay up all night telling silly ghost stories and stuff. We used to have ourselves a mighty good time out there in the woods. Sometimes.