The Mark of the Immature Man Ch. 01

Then, while she continued to grasp me around my root, Tina pulled her head off my cock, and looked up at me. She spoke for the first time since we'd moved to the bed. "Sweetie, stop fighting it! I want you to cum!"

"But shouldn't I make you cum first? I thought that was what I was supposed to do," I said naively. I had conjured in my head a set of hard, fast rules about how sex was supposed to go down, and the first of those rules was that the woman was supposed to cum first – it was traditional etiquette I thought, you know, "ladies first." In addition, I believed that it was my responsibility to make my partner cum several times for each climax that I reached, though in my other two consummated sessions with partners I had failed miserably to accomplish that goal, in part because I came so quickly and in part because everything about those sessions was so wrong.

"Honey, we've got all night, and you have such a beautiful cock! Trust me, you're going to make me cum so many times with this big, beautiful thing that you have nothing to worry about! Don't you understand how hot it's going to make me to see you shoot your cum? Look, I'm going to take you into my throat now, and when I do, you're not going to be able to hold off your climax anyway, and I don't want you to, sweetie! I want to see what kind of a load you have for me! And I want to taste you. Okay honey? So just relax and let go. Once I make you cum, you can worry about me. Okay sweetheart?"

"Okay," I said. This was apparently "the big surprise" she had alluded to earlier, and she was right, there was no way that I could have held myself back once she started deep throating me. Tina dropped her head back onto to my cockhead, as she continued to stare up at me while she went back to sucking me, and seeing her beautiful blue/green eyes boring into me while my cock disappeared into her mouth and then reappeared again glazed in her saliva was the sexiest thing in the world. Pornography was ruined for me that night because nothing else in my brief life has ever come anywhere close to that level of eroticism.

And then she started deep throating me! "Oh my god," I grunted the first time my cockhead slid into the deep recesses of her throat. Now, each stroke Tina gained a little more ground until soon my entire cock was disappearing into her mouth on each time. Her lips were now brushing softly against my pubic hair, and instantly, I was back to writhing uncontrollably and moaning loudly, "Oh Jesus! Fuck! Oh my god!"

When I moaned so long and so loudly, Tina pulled my cock from her throat momentarily and that same devilish smile that I'd seen that afternoon reappeared on her face. I looked down to see her drooling over the biggest erection that I had ever had, as it bulged obscenely from her fist, and then she growled again seductively. "All right, my sweet baby, now I'm gonna make you cum! Don't hold back!"

And then she went back to her work with talent and skill that could only be matched by her deliberateness and purpose, and her pace increased as she took all of me over and over again deep into her throat, until I knew I had reached the point of no return. I felt my balls tighten, and the cum began surging up my erection.

I threw my head back. "Oh my god!" I screamed, far more loudly than I intended, "I'm cumming! Oh fuck, I'm cumming! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Then, I looked down, and I saw Tina release my cock from her mouth, and as she began jacking me off vigorously with her right hand, my first rope shot with incredible force all the way up the side of her head, coating her cheek, temple, and hair with my jism. It was so powerful that I saw it shoot three feet past her head and fall like a summer shower on the edge of the bed.

She tried to catch my next offering in her mouth, but it came too fast and too forcefully for her to accept it all, and striking the edge of her mouth, it dripped lewdly down the side of her chin and onto to my pubic mound. Then, she pulled me back into her mouth, where I shot seven, eight, nine or ten more ropes – I couldn't even count them after awhile because they were coming so frequently and I was lost in such utter ecstasy that I'm not even sure that I understood what was happening.

When I was just about done pulsing, Tina opened her mouth and a huge gob of my seed rolled garishly from her tongue and oozed down her bottom lip to join the puddle that was spreading across my trimmed pubic bush and lower stomach. Then, she closed her mouth again, and I saw her swallow. She took me back into her lips again, until two or three more smaller spasms flooded her warm mouth. Then, she swallowed again.

Finally, she opened her mouth a final time to show me that it was all gone, and I watched her lick the last remnants of my seed from the entire length of my shaft and the sensitive head of my still spasming manhood.

Tina straddled my legs and then she crawled up until she reached my hips and leaned in and kissed me with an incredible passion that nearly took my breath away. As our lips met, I could taste my ejaculate. She kissed me all over my face, until she rolled to the side and lay next to me, snuggling against my overheated flesh.

Then, she spoke, "Sweetie, I want you to know that was the best cumshot I've ever seen! And sweetheart, your cum tastes amazing! Who knew that the best cock I've ever touched would belong to an 18 year-old! Now, I want you to make love to me, Evan. I know you can make me cum with your big, beautiful cock."

I wasn't sure about that. I didn't know if I could stay hard. So, I had another idea. Maybe it was presumptuous of me, because I really did want to be inside her, but I needed a little time to recover. So I made the first of several requests that night. "Tina? Before we make love, can I eat your pussy? It's the one thing I think I might be pretty good at, and you were so amazing with your mouth that I'd like to reciprocate, if that's okay."

"Oh, sweetie," she laughed. "I just can't get over how polite you are! You don't have to ask, but, sweetheart, I would just love it if you would eat my pussy! I just know you are going to be so good with your mouth. Eat my pussy until I cum, honey!"

So I got to my knees, spread Tina's legs, and crawled between them. Then, with great anticipation, I reached down and pulled that satin g-string around her shapely hips, down her legs and off. What lay before me started to make me hard all over again, and sensing that the blood was rushing to my cock again, Tina reached forward to grasp my shaft. But this time, I didn't let her.

I bent over and spreading her legs even wider, I went down on that sexy, mature pussy. She was waxed clean all around her vulva, except for a tiny tuft of light brown hair a half inch above her clit hood. It was no more than an inch long, and perhaps only a half an inch wide, and it was already moist and glistening.

And then there was her pussy! She was already so excited that her lips were gaping open lewdly, and I could see copious amounts of arousal leaking from her slit and down her thighs. She had prominent inner and outer lips that seemed that they were made to envelop a stiff cock, and her inner pussy was a shade that I had never seen before, a bright, almost Day-Glo pink.

I placed my hands on her inner thighs and pushed down, spreading them even farther apart, and then I lowered my face to her gaping pussy. When I ran my tongue from the bottom of her slit and up the two and half inches to the bottom of her tiny bush, she let loose with a loud, untamed growl "Uuuuuuuugggggggghhhhhhhh! Oh fuck, baby! Oh my god, that feels good!"

I spent a good five minutes using just the tip of my tongue to run laps up and down her overheated slit, and as soon as I started, she was arching her hips to accept more and more contact from the fleshy dart that was wiggling back and forth in my mouth. But I was teasing her, so despite Tina's urgent writhing and grinding against my face, I was holding back in hopes that I could lead her to an even bigger climax.

I was no longer a novice, and I guessed that Tina now sensed that my confidence was growing by leaps and bounds. So, I soon decided to add my fingers to the mix. I ran my index finger up and down the same trail that my tongue had been blazing only a minute before, glazing it with her juices, and then I inserted it into her dripping hole, and turning my hand so that my palm was facing up, I began caressing her clit hood with my thumb.

The moment I touched her pink knob, she started bucking involuntarily, "Oh my god, sweetheart, you're gonna make me cum! Oh, don't stop. Don't stop!" Encouraged as I was, I added my middle finger to her seething pussy, and while I continued applying caresses with my thumb to her hood and the emerging button that it formerly concealed, I began rubbing the inside of her creamy canal with my two fingers. I had no idea that I had struck pay dirt, but Tina's screaming retort taught me a new lesson about the female anatomy, "Oh my god, keep rubbing my G-spot! Keep rubbing my G-spot! Don't stop! Don't stop! Please don't stop!"

I was always taught to obey my elders, and so I continued my enthusiastic fingering, but now I added a new twist. I dropped my mouth back to her frothy chasm, and wrapping my lips around her clit hood, I sucked it into my mouth with a newfound urgency. Tina needed to cum hard, I decided, and she needed to cum immediately.

Once it was inside my mouth, I found her clitoris with my tongue, which I began flicking back and forth across her button as fast as I could wiggle it, and soon I felt Tina grab my head with both of her hands, and her sex began to convulse around my probing fingers, and then she screamed, loudly and fervently, "Ohmagod! Ohmagod! Ohmagod! Aahh! Aaahhh! Aaaahhhh! Aaaaahhhhh! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Ohmagod, I'm cumming so hhhhhhaaaaaarrrrrrdddddd!" She kept screaming, over and over again, but her mouth could no longer form words and the guttural sounds that escaped her were almost feral in nature, "ugh... ah... cuma... ughh... ohh... ahh... oohhh... cummaa... ughhh... aahhh... oohhh... ughhhh... aaahhh... cuma... ccuummaa!"

And then it hit me! Her pussy just exploded, spraying fluids everywhere, bathing my fingers, my face, and soon my entire head with her juices! The waves of pleasure kept crashing through her repetitively for the next two minutes, and when I finally slowed my fingering and released her clit from my mouth's demanding hold, Tina was lost in a different world, somewhere almost dreamlike and surreal. She was whimpering, mewling like a wounded beast, eyes closed, her huge tits heaving, and almost every muscle in her body spasming involuntarily.

When I pulled my head away from her sex, her cum was dripping from my face and my hair, and the bed was drenched. She lay there for the longest time, as I knelt over her now, my body upright, my gaudy erection protruding conspicuously as I waited for her to open her eyes. She didn't, not for the longest time, and now I was afraid, afraid that maybe I had hurt her somehow, not knowledgeable or experienced enough to determine whether I'd been very good or very bad.

Finally, I figured I better ask, "Tina, I didn't hurt you, did I? Are you okay?"

First, she opened her sympathetic eyes, and she was crying, really crying, and again I was sure that I had hurt her, and then those eyes morphed into a smile of gratitude, and she stopped sobbing and pulled my disheveled face to hers, and she kissed me so hard and so ardently for so long that I almost couldn't breathe. And now she could taste her juices on my lips.

Finally, she spoke, "Evan, sweetie, you are incredible! Sweetheart, I've had a lot of lovers, quite a few before I married that man, but, honey, none of them can handle a pussy like you can, certainly not him! Where did you learn that? How do you do that? I've never cum like that before! I've never lost control like that! And look at you, oh, I erupted all over you! I'm so sorry, sweetie!" At first, she seemed like she felt really bad about it, but then she stopped talking long enough to realize that I was rock hard again, that her explosive orgasm had gotten me really excited, and so she started touching me, stroking me, readying me for her pussy.

I had spent enough time trying to fuck high school girls that I understood the importance of having a supply of rubbers on hand for the right moments, and though Tina was a very different kind of woman than those silly, superficial, status-seeking snobs, I knew I had to at least address the issue of birth control with her. It wasn't like Tina was menopausal, and I had no idea how she and her husband handled things. So, I just asked the question bluntly, "Tina, should I put on a rubber? I've got one in my jeans."

She smiled at me with understanding and empathy again, "Oh honey, you don't have to worry about that. I'm on the pill. But, sweetie, that's so considerate of you to ask. I don't think most guys would even have thought of it, at least in the moment. Certainly not most guys your age. You're a real gentleman, Evan; you know that, a real gentleman!"

I smiled back wanly. I didn't feel like a gentleman, considering that I was about to make love to another man's wife. But then I looked at Tina's face, still bearing the remnants of the last of my cum; at her amazing tits, bursting out of that corset; and at her trim bush and pussy, awash in her own juices and framed by her garters and stockings; and I didn't care anymore. I just wanted to be inside this incredible woman.

So, with that practicality resolved, I knelt between her legs, and grasping my cock firmly in my hand, I began rubbing it up and down her slippery lips, wetting it with her juices until I was just about ready to enter her. Before I could, Tina's sensual voice began urging me on, "Come on, sweetie, make love to me; make sweet, passionate love to me!"

And so I pushed my way into her, and she moaned loudly. The feeling of her pussy caressing my throbbing cock was indescribable. Then, I reached my arms out in front of me on the bed, and supporting myself on my knees and those outstretched arms, I looked down as the fading evening light bore witness to the stunning beauty of the mature woman that lie beneath me, my eight inches penetrating her sex. I simply could not believe this was happening to me.

Her tits were so large and her nipples so excited and engorged that they brushed my chest on nearly every thrust. On each stroke, my cock emerged from her pussy slick with her arousal, and Tina's face was painted with an expression of unbridled lust.

I went really slowly at first, afraid that I would come too soon, but also hopeful that I could give Tina what she had requested – "sweet, passionate" lovemaking. And as I began to build a rhythm, thrusting in and out of her wetness, I was sure I would soon be over the edge.

Yet, every time I was close, Tina grabbed me by my ass cheeks and just held me still with my cock buried to the hilt inside her, until the feeling passed. She knew almost instinctively when to release me, and then I began thrusting again, fully impaling her with my thickness. As she held me there a second time, she began to flex her pussy muscles, gripping and clamping her velvety canal around my erection every few seconds. This delicious cat and mouse game went on for a long, long time, far longer than I thought I could last with a woman as undeniably sexy as Tina.

Then, after a good 20 minutes of intercourse, my fucking grew more urgent. I wanted to cum, and I was no longer fearful of disappointing Tina with a premature climax. But when I increased to a frenetic pace and long, deep thrusts that saw me withdraw everything except my engorged cockhead before plunging back in until my root was crashing against her pussy lips, I had no clue that Tina was so close to reaching her own peak.

So, I was both surprised and delighted when she suddenly announced, "Ohmagod, I'm cumming again. Oh sweetie, I'm cumming again." And as another wave of pleasure crashed through her, she was screaming long and loud, "Aaahhh, aaaahhhh, aaaaahhhh," and then I realized I was only seconds behind her.

"Oh, ohh, oohh, oohhh! I'm really close! I think I'm gonna cum again too!" I announced, and even though Tina was still riding her own orgasmic swell, she put her own pleasure aside, pulled her legs to her chest, and urged me to deposit my seed deep into her waiting sex, "Oh, I want you to cum in my pussy, sweetie! I want you to shoot a big load in my pussy!" she screamed. And so, as I continued thrusting as deeply as I could, I felt that familiar feeling – my balls were tightening, and I could feel the cum surging up my throbbing cock.

And then I began spurting a dozen or so ropes into her tight hole, coating her insides with my thick spunk, and when I did, Tina became even more animated. First, she reached for my balls, cupping them with her hands and screaming, "Oh my god, honey, I can feel your cum leaving your balls! Oh sweetie, now I can feel you cumming inside me! Oh, keep shooting your load, sweetheart! Keep shooting your cum! Keep shooting your hot cum deep in my pussy!"

After a minute or so, when my spasms finally abated, I collapsed on top of Tina, with my cock still inside her, and coupled together as we were, we both rolled onto our sides, kissing each other with tremendous enthusiasm until we each caught our breath.

Then, Tina held my face between her hands and staring deeply into my eyes, she said sensually, "You, Evan Hughes, are an amazing lover. Don't you ever, ever, ever underestimate yourself again! Any woman would be lucky to share her bed with you!"

I was a little embarrassed, but who wouldn't be proud to hear a beautiful woman tell you that? From that moment forward, my confidence was sky high, and I knew that I could make love to this woman all night long.

But suddenly, I realized how hungry I was, and so when Tina smiled and said, "Let's get cleaned up, and I'll order us room service," I thought I had died and gone to heaven. I don't know how she did it, but Tina always seemed to know exactly what I needed and when I needed it.

From the window that faced west, I could see the sun setting over downtown Rochester, bathing the city in its orange glow. And when Tina finished cleaning herself up in the bathroom and had donned that terrycloth bathrobe again, she called room service and ordered two New York Strip steak dinners. It was uncanny, because I didn't look at the room service menu until she had already placed the order, but if I had, that would have been exactly what I would have ordered. She even asked that both steaks be cooked medium-rare, exactly as I liked mine.

Then, I cleaned up in the bathroom as well and put my clothes back on, and only a few minutes after I joined her on the couch to hold her in my arms and pepper her face with kisses, the bellboy knocked at the door to deliver our dinners. Tina got up to answer.

Thank god, I didn't know the guy. He was about my age, and I suspected that he had probably gone to one of the rival high schools across town, which seemed absolutely appropriate as I could tell he was staring at me in haughty rivalry, trying to figure out why a kid my age was sharing a hotel room with an older woman as hot as Tina.

I thought for a moment that maybe he regarded Tina as a prostitute, but when she signed for the meal and gave him a handsome tip, I figured that possibility had been totally dispelled. I smiled with smug self-satisfaction as he left, realizing that he knew that I was fucking this hot, sexy woman.

We sat down at the small dining table, sharing the rest of the bottle of wine as we ate our dinners voraciously. When we finished eating, Tina got up from the table, removed the bathrobe, again revealing her stunning lingerie, and carrying her glass of wine with her to the couch, she sat down and crossed her legs. "Come here, Evan," she beckoned me.