Needless to say, I didn't have much experience with guys. From the corner of my eye, I could see him. He was looking at me. I could see him eyeing my ...erky breasts. "I'm busted," I thought to myself, "He's going to think I'm a weird-o for getting turned on in class and not wearing a bra" Knowing that he was looking at me though was only turning me on more. My mind was completely off the lecture and 100% on him and the way I was feeling at the moment. I couldn't help myself, I had look at his. Either way, she was an 18-year old sexual deviant and I absolutely loved it. My cock throbbed as I watched her put a spoon in her mouth and chew on her cereal. How I wished to feel that mouth on me, pleasuring my body and enlivening my senses. Holly caught me peeking and gave me a knowing wink. Losing track of time, I glanced at my watch and realized I was running late. Putting on my jacket, I kissed my wife on the lips and then moved to Holly, kissing her on the cheek. "Meet me in my room. Fuck me. I had literally gone where no Henry Peterson had gone before. And it was as awesome as I always imagined it would be."Are you alright?" What was I doing? Had I hurt her? Looking down, all I could see was my big far spunk filled balls resting either side of her asshole surrounded by my pubic hair. Mom waved her right hand around in the air. "NO!" she gasped, "Oh my God, this feels really weird. Okay. Okay, hon. Pull out a bit then slowly push back in so that the lube does its job. OH!!. I was sitting with my top off, a pair of shorts on as she contemplated what we would be doing. She was squirming in her seat as she tried to overcome a lifetime of knowing you can't boss Mom around."Can you...well...can you stand over here?" she whispered.I said "Yes mistress" and walked over to stand in front of her, smiling as she blinked at what I had said.She looked up at me and said hesitantly, "Touch your nose."I giggled as I touched my nose, knowing she was testing her boundaries. This.