She ran her hands gently down his chest, using her fingernails to tease him before she stopped at the waistband of his pants and slowly made her way b...tween his pants and boxers. Michael grabbed her wrists and pushed her gently back from him. He ran his hands up her shirt before removing it. A playful smirk crossed his face when he saw that she wasn’t wearing a bra. He looked at her like a schoolboy, her nipples had become hard from the mutual sexual arousal. He pulled her closer and began. He asked if I wanted to come back over and see him again. I did, I did badly. My first experience with him only made me want more, crave more. I couldn’t help but think however, that one time was just experimenting. What would it be if I sucked his cock a second time? What if we went even further? I didn’t know how to answer him when he asked me if I wanted him to fuck me. He asked me that as I layed next to him that first time together. Mostly I guess I wondered if seeing him again, whatever. It usually takes me a long time to shower.My relationship with Andy was one of lovers, unusual perhaps in that I had many others affairs without a complaint from her, but lovers nevertheless. Mary was different. She was my lover, too, although without the total devotion and deep intensity Andy had for me. But, Mary was more. She was sometimes my guide to Uncle Bert’s world, sometimes my advisor and confident. She often watched me, observing, recording every little detail. Sometimes, I thought. I wondered how she could have such soft hands. Not only they were soft, but they were magical too, soon as her hands moved down to my chest, my nipples were hardened and my breath was getting heavier, blood was rushing faster to my 6.5” dick. I started to get aroused and became hard immediately and rapidly, Maria must have noticed it because I could sense her breath was getting heavier too. She brushed her fingers against my nipples and it was heavenly, as she worked her way down to my abdomen,.