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Author’s note: This is the second and final part of my story about how, as a teenager, I was seduced by a 42-year-old single mother and robbed of my virginity. I wrote the story many years ago to read it to the girl I fell head over heels in love with back then, and to whom I have been happily married ever since. It was her who convinced me to publish the story.
I originally wrote the story in German which happens to be my native language. Finally I have translated it into English, which is something of a second native language after having spent many years of my childhood and countless vacations since then in the wonderful USA.
I hope you enjoy reading about my very special horse riding holidays, as I have enjoyed writing and translating it!
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My very special Horse Riding Holidays (Part 2)
The next morning, I had a hard time getting out of bed. Sleeping in was out of the question, because riding lessons were always scheduled right after breakfast. Ulrike was already sitting in the dining room with her parents and kept stealing glances at me, expressing a mixture of disbelief and admiration. In general, Ulrike seemed completely different, sitting at the table with her parents, lost in thought and peacefully, whereas before I had always seen her arguing with either her mother or her father.
Ariane had obviously already had breakfast with her daughter, because there were used breakfast dishes on her table that hadn’t been cleared away yet. I remembered that she had told me about a trip to Timmendorfer Strand, a small town surrounded by huge sandy beaches, located on the Baltic Sea coast and only about an hour to drive from Malente. She wanted to take her daughter with her, so I guessed she was probably already on her way. Secretly, I was glad I hadn’t met her at breakfast, because she had a piercing way of looking at me that would certainly have been uncomfortable in front of the other guests. I didn’t really know how I should have behaved towards her in the company of others, so I was actually quite happy that we didn’t run into each other at the breakfast buffet.
So, after riding lessons, it was time to laze around again. As I was taking my saddle to the tack room, I witnessed another argument between Ulrike and her parents, who were determined to spend the afternoon at the lakeshore. Ulrike, however, would not be persuaded for anything in the world to accompany her parents. In a bad mood, she steamed off to her room and simply left them standing there. I also retreated to my room, after picking out a selection of trivial magazines from the TV room. A little later, as I lay on the bed, leafing through the magazines, I suddenly heard a steady, pleasurable moan from the next room. It was quite obvious that Ulrike was masturbating behind the wall, and it seemed very likely that Ariane and I had provided her with the inspiration. I could clearly hear the initially quiet moaning, which gradually grew louder through the wall, until it finally grew into rapid panting and, at the moment of orgasm, culminated in a long, drawn-out sigh. In terms of volume, Ulrike couldn’t keep up with Ariane’s numerous orgasms. On the other hand, I was also sure that she was holding back on expressing her pleasure, knowing that the walls in the attic were thin.
But even this silent climax had an effect on me, as I felt a distinct stirring in my pants. I suppressed the strong urge to masturbate, though, because I secretly hoped Ariane would visit me again that night!
Ariane still hadn’t returned from Timmendorfer Strand by dinner time. So I spent the evening outside on the lawn, playing soccer with the little ones. The sun had almost set when the last children were brought inside by their parents and sent to bed. So I had no choice but to return to my room, if I didn’t want to expose myself to the swarms of mosquitoes that took over the riding stables’ outdoor area as night fell.
On the way to my room, I immediately noticed that Ariane must be back from Lübeck, because her yellow VW Golf with Berlin license plates was back in the parking lot in front of the house. At first, I considered knocking quietly on her door, but strangely, there was no light on in her room. Even stranger was that my room key wasn’t hanging on the key board, even though I was sure I’d hung it where it belonged. Had I left it upstairs? To my great surprise, I found my bedroom door unlocked. The room was dimly lit by moonlight, and the window was open a crack. Had I left it open by mistake?
“You’ve kept me waiting quite a while!”
Ariane’s voice came from my bed. My eyes quickly adjusted to the twilight, and I recognized Ariane, lying naked in my bed, her hand reaching out to me. I was just about to sit down next to her on the bed when I realized I was drenched in sweat. Ariane had no objections to my suggestion that I take a shower first.
“But please don’t take too long, Michael. acıbadem escort I’m totally horny for you!” she said.
The shower was in the next room on the same corridor, and I hurried as fast as I could. When I was finished, I only dried myself lightly and wrapped the towel around myself. Still half wet, I crawled into my bed and put my arms around Ariane, who, without hesitation, immediately grabbed my erect cock.
“Tonight I want to teach you something,” she said, “that you absolutely should know as a man!”
She pushed me into the pillows and squatted over me. First, she kissed my chest and then moved her tongue deeper and deeper. When she reached between my legs, she very gently licked around my glans with her tongue. I was absolutely thrilled by feeling the smoothe warmth of her tongue slowly thisting around the tip of my cock. When it was moistened all around, she withdrew her mouth and blew sharply on my glans, which felt pleasantly cool on my skin. She had barely finished this teasing when she closed her lips around me again and took my penis deep into her mouth. She repeated this game several times in a row, so that I felt like I was under a contrast shower. Always alternating hot and cold!
Finally, after she had been playing her little game with me for quite some time, she really got down to business. She grabbed my cock in her fist and massaged it vigorously from top to bottom, while her tongue worked on places on my glans whose existence I had previously been completely unaware of. It wasn’t long before I had a powerful orgasm and my semen poured down her throat in several spurts. Meanwhile, she didn’t stop sucking on my cock like crazy, as if she were a milking machine, trying to get even my every last drop out of me. Her tongue was still playing wildly around my glans long after my orgasm had subsided. The sensations were simply indescribable and I almost thought I would be torn apart. Only when my penis slowly lost its strength did her lips release me again.
I could see from Ariane’s look that it had turned her on incredibly to give me a blowjob and swallow my cum. Remnants of it were still stuck to the corner of her mouth and running down her chin. She picked up the residue with her index finger and licked it off with pleasure.
“So, now I’d like you to lick me, Michael!” Ariane breathed in a throaty voice, lay back and presented herself to me with her legs spread.
I really hadn’t expected such an invitation and looking back I have to admit that her timing wasn’t particularly good. So immediately after my own orgasm my libido had flattened somewhat and it might have been better if she had given me some time. But now she was lying right in front of me with her legs spread and her wet, glistening labia, waiting for me to spring into action.
I probably wasn’t even being clumsy, because when I touched her clitoris with the tip of my tongue, she immediately moaned with pleasure and pressed her vulva against me. She grabbed the back of my head demandingly and pressed my face even harder against her pubic area, almost taking my breath away. It only took a few moments before she climaxed and arched her back on the bed beneath me, twitching and moaning. Although the taste of her vagina wasn’t at all unpleasant, I was glad to be done with it, because at that moment I had no desire at all to please her with my tongue without being able to breathe properly. Moreover, her demanding manner made me feel somehow used, which I didn’t like at all. How could I have known at that point that I would experience the pleasure that conquering a wet vagina with my tongue would bring me later that night?
Ariane seemed to expect me to continue playing with my tongue. However, I preferred to stop there and somehow clean my completely wet face of her juices, which were already running down my neck. So I dried myself on the covers and slid back up her, where I found her erect nipples. I immediately wrapped my lips around one of them. This was much more to my liking, and it made me really hot again to suck on her hard nipple and tease it with my tongue especially as I was able to breathe at the same time! The desire automatically rose again, and so my hand found her clitoris heading south, and my finger penetrated her wet vagina demandingly. Looking back, I can’t even say how many times she orgasmed that night, but it was so many times that I eventually stopped counting. This woman was simply amazing! Somehow, however, I wasn’t really into it that night and my penis barely reacted to the screams of pleasure that accompanied each of her orgasms. At some point, Ariane had also had enough of my fingers, so she pulled me towards her to kiss me. With a sly smile on her face, she suddenly pulled a small package from under my pillow.
“I brought you something nice from Timmendorfer Strand, but you’ll never guess what it is!” she said as she handed bağdat caddesi escort me the package.
Actually, it wasn’t a package at all, but a small envelope with a ribbon around it. Curiously, I pulled on the ribbon, opened the envelope, and held a flat package in my hand. “Blue Seal – Feeling Real” was written in green lettering on a black background. Ariane was delighted when I looked at her questioningly. What a greenhorn I was, not recognizing what I was holding in my hand!
“This is a condom,” Ariane whispered in my ear. “I’d like to fulfill your wish tonight and I know that fucking me is just what you’d like to do, right? I’d be happy to let you penetrate me more than once, if you’d like. Just to be safe, I brought a few extra condoms!” she said with a mischievous smile as she groped for my penis, which immediately began to harden again. I certainly hadn’t expected this, and the prospect of having a real sex with Ariane instantly awakened my libido.
Ariane carefully removed the condom from the silver foil, took the tip with the sperm reservoir between her lips, and gently placed it with her mouth onto the tip of my glans, which was already taut and pulsing with excitement. With her lips, she rolled the condom a little way over my cock and then rolled it tightly down with her fingers. I had held a condom in my hands a few times before and had probably thrown a few water-filled ones out of the window at school. However, this was a first for me to have one put on, and I must admit that this tight raincoat was a bit of a turn-off. With a few skillful massage techniques, Ariane managed to make my cock even stiffer and prepare it for what was about to happen.
With both hands, Ariane pushed me into the pillows and squatted over me. Without using her hands, she guided her moist labia directly over my erect penis. My heart pounded wildly in the exciting anticipation of having real sex with a woman for the first time in my life! I gazed into her eyes, mesmerized, as I felt something soft against my glans. I felt a slight pressure that made the soft texture give way and nestle around my glans. Ariane sank a little deeper, so that I thought I could feel her vagina being penetrated. With eager curiosity, I expected to feel a similarly intense sensation on my cock as the previous night, when Ariane had let me penetrate her depths without a condom. Only now, to my great disappointment, that sensation didn’t materialize. Could the thin latex skin around my penis really absorb so much sensitivity? Didn’t the package explicitly say “Feeling Real”?
My glans had barely overcome the first barrier when Ariane slowly lowered herself onto me, taking me completely inside her. Somehow, I had expected to experience a sensation at least equal to what Ariane’s tongue had given me just a few minutes ago. Instead, I felt so little, except for something rubbing against my cock as Ariane slowly began to ride me.
“Come on, Michael, fuck me!” she encouraged me as she increased the intensity of her thrusts. „Fuck my hard! Fuck me even as har das you can!”
Her words turned me on immensely and at least helped me maintain my erection somewhat. So I thrust my cock against her with all my strength, for which she thanked me with a moan of pleasure. I wished I’d had a similar reason to moan, but unfortunately, I felt comparatively little. The more I tried to feel something, the more I tensed up inside with disappointment that I couldn’t experience this act the way I had expected.
For Ariane, it probably made no difference whether I was fucking her with or without a condom. For me, however, it was as if the condom had almost completely robbed me of my own perception, or at least that’s what I imagined in my head-driven anticipation. The disappointment of this made it difficult for me to maintain my erection. If it hadn’t been for Ariane’s pleasurable moans and her recurring, sometimes highly obscene words, I would certainly have gone limp faster. The sight of her breasts bouncing up and down, mirroring the rhythm of her pelvic thrusts, also kept my desire simmering.
Only when she finally climaxed, bucking on top of me, screaming and convulsing, did my Penis really stiffen again, helping me achieve a hardness that I was able to maintain until she came again. However, during this orgasm she began thrusting so violently that I slipped out of her as she swung her pelvis a bit too enthusiastic. Trying to recapture my cock, she thrust again at the wrong moment and in an inappropriate angle, causing it to bend painfully.
I was so shocked by this unexpected pain that at first I thought my heartbeat would stop. If that had actually happened, it might explain why the blood supply to my reproductive organ stopped at the same time, so that suddenly I couldn’t perform any more at all. It was really embarrassing but I couldn’t do anything about it!
Ariane immediately kozyatağı escort realized what had happened and gave me a sympathetic look. She probably saw that I wasn’t feeling particularly comfortable in my own skin anymore and asked me worriedly if my penis was still hurting, which fortunately wasn’t the case.
“Would you like to carry on fucking me if I manage to get you hard again?”
“Well, to be honest, I’m not so sure about that right now, after I just twisted my penis. Besides…” I paused, unsure whether I should really tell her openly and honestly what was going through my head.
Ariane gently grabbed my chin and forced me to look her in the eyes. “Yes, Michael? What would you like to tell me?”
“Well, I don’t know exactly how to say it.”
“Just tell me. I promise I won’t bite you!”
“Okay. When we fucked yesterday for that much too brief moment, it felt incredibly hot for me. It was as if I could feel every square millimeter of your insides with my cock.”
“That sounds good!”
“Yes, exactly! And I had about the same feelings when you satisfied me with your tongue, which felt incredibly good. With just the condom, I didn’t even feel half of what you made me experience yesterday.”
“Oh Michael, I’m so sorry I hurt you and that it wasn’t as satisfactory for you with the condom as it was for me. You really fucked me like an experienced lover and with such endurance, no man has ever fucked me before. I’ve never had a man last that long and letting me having multiple orgasms without him cumming before. Maybe that’s why I lost control of my own horniness and wanted to fuck you so passionately!”
„Ariane, I don’t blame you at all. Quite the opposite! I thought it was absolutely brilliant that you got the condoms. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to fuck you at all, and I really wouldn’t have wanted to miss out on this experience!”
Ariane took me in her arms and kissed me tenderly while carefully removing the condom. “Would you like me to pleasure you with my tongue again?” she asked me. She didn’t even wait for my answer, but immediately brought her head above me. She carefully took my penis in her hand and slowly massaged the shaft up and down. It didn’t take long before it became stiff again and she wrapped her lips around it tenderly and sensitively. She sucked and licked my glans as if her life depended on it. This should have given me the most wonderful feelings, but some damned switch in my head must have flipped in the wrong direction. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t push away my gloomy thoughts and instead let myself fully and relaxedly open up to Ariane and let her drink my sperm again. The disappointment of not having felt anything at all when my cock was deep inside her vagina completely clouded my thoughts and so I was simply unable to enjoy Ariane’s tongue and allow myself to be driven to another climax.
After a good quarter of an hour, Ariane also noticed that I was no longer focused on how she tried to satisfy me, so she slowly let my semi-erect penis slide out of her mouth and lay down next to me. We lay in each other’s arms for a while longer, passing the time with small talk, before Ariane finally got dressed again and said goodbye to me. “Tomorrow will be another night, and I want to be fucked as well as I was today. Next time, I want to be on my knees and be taken really hard by you! I will drive you so horny that you’ll be glad to have your cock protected by a condom from exploding at once. Have nice dreams but no wet dreams about it. Better keep your hands off your hard cock, promise me?”
I nodded wordlessly, for which she thanked me with a light kiss on my forehead and, naked as she was, crept out of my room with her dress under her arm.
After I was alone in my room again, I lay awake for a long time, thinking about my experiences of that night. Why couldn’t I turn off my mind and just enjoy having sex with Ariane? How did this woman manage to have one orgasm after another so effortlessly, and why was I making it so difficult for myself? As I lay there in my bed, thoughts wildly swirling through my head, I suddenly heard quiet noises coming through the wall. I tried to concentrate and thought I heard Ulrike crying. The longer I listened to the noises, the more certain I was that Ulrike wasn’t crying at all, but rather moaning! I quietly got out of bed and approached the wall to listen better. Sure enough, I could clearly hear moaning coming through the wall. Standing so close to the wall, I could now also hear Ulrike’s bed, creaking quietly but in a steady rhythm.
There was only one plausible explanation for the noises: Ulrike was masturbating, and for the second time in one day! This time it was definitely Ariane’s loud orgasms that had turned her on! I was surprised, though, that she was masturbating now, of all times, when the show she could listen to through the wall between our rooms was long over. Surely she had to know that I could now overhear her masturbating? Was she planning on doing this, or was she even aroused by the idea? I tried to imagine Ulrike touching herself and realized that just this thought evoked a clear physical reaction in me. These quiet moans turned me on incredibly, and my desire, which had been at zero just a few minutes before, was revived within seconds.
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