White knuckles gripped my steering wheel for the longest thirty minutes of my life. When I pulled into his driveway, my heart was already racing—beg...ing me to turn around—but I parked and approached Nick’s door. Nick greeted me at the door wearing a white t-shirt and maroon sweatpants, which was probably much more practical attire than my jeans. After a brief greeting that I was too nervous to remember, he led me to his living room. We sat at opposite ends of his couch, with his laptop on the. A moment later I could feel her hand rubbing down my chest and then quickly on to my already fully erect cock. We froze for a second and stopped kissing. Mom locked her gaze with mine and smiled, not a mothers smile or a friendly smile, but a lovers smile. Fuck me Jake! she growled seductively at me. Anything for you Mom. I replied in earnest as she used her hand to guide me into her hot wet pussy. We went wild as we fucked, trying to tear each others cloths off. We grunted and screamed at each. .. or I thought he wanted me..... and he was going to have me no matter what. That night, he took me. Though, he eased his way into my protective circle. His sword came closer to me that night than ever. It slipped... I thought... to my neck and sliced it a little. I gasped at it, but before I could curse the bastard, his lips were to my neck and I was on the ground.I fought like a wild badger. Cursed him and clawed him. Things that seemed to drive him into an aroused frenzy. I managed to push. It's all about pampering, giving the participants positive strokes, both verbal and physical. It's the ultimate escape. You can lose yourself in the sensations, with no hangover or other negative after-effect. Everyone focuses on what he or she appreciates and then shows that appreciation through action or word. It's amazing how these caring words, touches and kisses help us see ourselves more clearly, through other people's eyes. I had my own doubts going in, but after the experience, I.