Chapter 2

As it turns out I was feeling a bit too smug for my own good. Dennis had to spend the weekend at a seminar in Atlanta. This was not an uncommon event. It was something that was required of all of the junior executives where he worked.

Since I had the weekend to myself, instead of spending an hour or two at the library with Nathan I invited him to come to my house. He had seemed more depressed than usual the last few days and I thought that I could help him with his schoolwork and give him a nice lunch and try to cheer him up. I swear to you, I had only the purist of motives!

We were sitting on the couch in the living room with his books spread out on the coffee table and Nathan was obviously not concentrating. It really bothered me that I wasn't getting through to him. He sat there, not really listening to me, staring down at the floor and it was just breaking my heart to see him like that.

I did something then that if I had thought about it I would never have done. I reached out and put an arm around his shoulder. When I did he looked at me with those big, expressive brown eyes and I hugged him.

He turned and put his arms around me and we just held each other like that for a long time. I guess it wouldn't have been so bad. It was just a hug. I never meant for it to be anything but an attempt to comfort him.

I wasn't really thinking about anything else, just what I could do to get through to him. So I was shocked when he leaned his head down and kissed me right on the lips! I guess I was so shocked that I didn't resist. I didn't kiss him back. Not at first anyway. But I didn't pull away either. I held him in my arms and when I didn't fight him the kiss went on.

I felt his hand come up behind my head and his kiss became more passionate. His tongue teased my lips and then entered my mouth and I don't have any idea what I was thinking when I began to return his kiss. I suppose that I wasn't thinking at all. I certainly wasn't thinking right. I should have pulled away. I should have stood up and in a gentle but firm voice I should have told him that his conduct was inexcusable and I should have apologized for giving him the wrong idea by putting my arm around him.

Instead, I found myself returning his kiss. My eyes closed and my breath caught in my chest as I felt his free hand close over my breast. I shivered at his touch and I can't explain how my arms came to be wrapped around his neck and our tongues intertwined as we kissed passionately.

In hindsight I can only say that I must have been captivated by the passion that was missing from my marriage. After nearly two years of passionless and unsatisfying sex with my cold fish husband this was exciting. This was what was missing in my life!

At the time it was happening though, I wasn't thinking anything. I was feeling. And it felt wonderful. My tall, strong, handsome, masculine student had suddenly taken charge and it was wonderful. It was so exciting that I never once said, "No, we can't do this."

Nor did I attempt to break that exciting kiss or to remove his hot hand from my tingling breast. Far from resisting, I pulled him close and kissed him harder. I finally knew what it was to surrender to a man. I finally knew what passion was.

Nathan continued to cradle my head with his hand as we kissed but I felt his free hand move from my breast to the buttons on my blouse. I have no idea why I didn't come to my senses and stop it right then. I didn't though. Instead I shivered with the excitement of what was happening and reveled in the pleasure I was feeling as my body was slowly being uncovered by my teenage student.

When my blouse was unbuttoned I felt Nathan's hands exploring the flesh beneath. For a large and inexperienced teen he was surprisingly good at this. His touch was electric as his fingers moved over my bare skin. For the longest time he teased me, avoided touching my bra covered breasts. By the time I finally felt his fingertips move over my breasts I was panting and nearly at the point of begging him to touch me.

I took my arms from around his neck and let my blouse slide off and fall away to be instantly forgotten. Nathan reached behind my back and I felt his fingers searching for the clasp to my bra.

I reached between the cups and released it for him and as soon as his hand removed it my arms went back around his neck. When his fingers began to explore my breasts I was so excited that I actually had an orgasm from his touch.

Our kiss seemed to go on forever but now that my breasts were exposed he pulled back and looked down at me. I was afraid that my small breasts would disappoint him but he stared at me for a few seconds and then he whispered, "Jesus Amanda! They are beautiful!"

I don't know if I was more excited because he loved my breasts or because he had addressed me by my given name for the first time. No, that's silly. I loved it that he liked my breasts! I felt his eyes on me and I saw the lust in his eyes and it was just what I needed to see.

Nathan stared at my breasts for a moment longer and then he leaned down and took one of my nipples into his mouth. I closed my eyes, tilted my head back and held him close as his lips and his teeth sent chills down my spine. As his mouth sent shockwaves of pleasure though my body it suddenly occurred to me that my husband had not touched my breasts with his lips, not one time in nearly two years of marriage!

Nathan's mouth moved back and forth between my breasts and when a moment later I felt his hand come to rest on my knee and slide slowly up my thigh under my skirt I eagerly spread my legs to give him complete access to my body.

I felt the heat of his palm on my thigh and it was incredible. I came for the second time before his fingers ever reached the sopping wet strip of nylon that covered my sex. I came yet again when his large finger came to rest on my nylon covered and extremely wet vagina and then slid down through the crease that indicated my vaginal lips. His finger pushed my underwear up into me and then I felt it pressing against my clitoris.

I was crying out and making a noise as if I were sobbing. I wasn't though. I was lost in an ardor so earthshaking that I was uttering sounds of passion for the first time. I had always been a quiet lover. Even though I enjoyed sex I had always enjoyed it in silence. The most noise I had ever made during sex with my husband was a gasp of pleasure when he entered me. That may have been because my husband had never given me an orgasm, or even brought me close.

Not now though. Now I was out of control. I had surrendered to this teenage black boy and my inhibitions were a thing of the past. The joyous, lusty sounds I heard coming from me now only added to my passion.

I wasn't even aware at first that he was doing it, but I felt the button on the back of my skirt come open and the zipper being tugged down. I hated having to turn him loose long enough to do it, but Nathan pulled away from me and pulled me to my feet and anxiously pulled my skirt down. I saw the excitement he was feeling and it made me just that much more turned on.

He stared at my panties and I looked down and saw how large the wet spot over my sex was. I knew that I had never been like that before with anyone. Neither of my two previous lovers in high school nor my husband had ever produced such a reaction in me.

Nathan leaned down and kissed my mound through my panties and then stuck his long pink tongue down between my thighs and slowly drew it up through that wet spot. His tongue was pushing against the lips of my vagina and my legs couldn't support me a second longer. I fell back on the couch and Nathan spread my thighs and dropped to his knees between them. His tongue resumed licking the crotch of my panties and I was crying out and pulling his head tighter against me.

For the first time in my life a man was licking my sex and the heat of his tongue through my underwear was driving me through one fantastic orgasm after another.

Nathan stopped licking and opened his mouth wide. He pressed his lips over my mound and I felt his breath penetrate the thin nylon of my underwear. It was the most awesome thing! His breath felt like it was being super heated. It felt like that blast of warm air that hits you when you open the oven door, except that it was concentrated on my vagina and I actually screamed out loud and pulled his hair as I had another orgasm.

I was putty in his hands and we both knew it. He tugged at my underwear and I lifted my butt off of the couch so that he could get them off of me.

My first two lovers had not seen me naked. We had groped in the dark in their cars and struggled through a few hasty sexual trysts with our clothes still on, uncovering just enough of our bodies to enable us to have sex. The kissing and the touching had been exciting. The sex had been a huge letdown.

After the second boy I had decided that it just wasn't worth the effort. I had not had sex again until I had gotten married. Dennis knew of my previous experiences and was not pleased. But he was generous enough to forgive me my sins. He actually said that!

Dennis had seen me naked, but not often. And I had never seen that look of lust in his eyes that I saw in Nathan's. Instead he had looked embarrassed and I had even seen him look away when I undressed!

Now I was naked in front of Nathan and the look in his eyes was a look I had always wanted to see in a man's eyes. He thought that I was beautiful and sexy and I could see it. He wanted me. He wanted to touch me and to taste me and make love to me and I realized that this was what I thought it was supposed to be like.

As soon as my panties had been tossed aside Nathan leaned back down and licked me again. There was no thin layer of nylon between us now and I felt the heat and the moisture of his tongue directly on my skin. For the first time!

Dennis would never have kissed me anywhere below my chin. He had never even touched my vagina with his hand! He had touched my breasts, somewhat clumsily and only very briefly. But he was not nearly as good at is as Nathan was, and he never used his lips or his tongue or his teeth.

When Nathan's tongue began to slide through my slit and then burrow into me I went berserk. He had to hold me down and I had orgasm after earth shaking orgasm as he explored me with his tongue. After several minutes of driving me crazy that way he licked and then put his lips over and sucked on my clitoris and that was when I passed out.

When I came to my senses I was stretched out on the rug and Nathan was over me, smiling down and rubbing his hard cock over my slit. I suddenly realized that while I was out of it he had undressed and I looked down at his muscular chest and smiled up at him and breathed, "Oh yes Nathan, put it in me!"

He leaned down and kissed my lips. I tasted my own juices on his lips and I wasn't disgusted at all. In fact, I thought it was hot. We kissed for a moment and then he said, "No Amanda, you put it in. Reach down and take my cock in your hand and line it up with your pussy."

Cock! Pussy! I had never used those words. I had never had them used in a sentence in my presence! I shuddered in excitement and reached down and put my hand around his penis. No, I mean his cock! I touched his cock. I held his cock in my hand. I aligned the head of his cock with the entrance to my pussy and I gasped at the sensations I felt as it moved down through my slit until I had it lined up. I had never seen or touched an organ this large before. I couldn't wait to see what it felt like when it entered me. It was easily twice the size of Dennis's penis.

I felt Nathan begin to slide the head of his cock into me and I gasped in pleasure. This was what it was supposed to feel like! I heard someone whispering, "Oh yes! More! I want more! Put it in me!"

It was me! I was saying those nasty things!

I opened my eyes and Nathan was still over me, supporting himself on his strong, muscular arms and staring down at my face as he slowly entered me. I reached up and caressed his face as I felt him penetrate me like I had never been penetrated before. I tried to pull him down on top of me so that I could put my arms around him and hold him tight as he entered me. But he just smiled and stared at my face and slowly buried his cock inside of me.