No, you take advantage of him

Christopher nods numbly at your question and that is enough of an invitation as you need.

"I bet Queen Rhiannon knelt at her hero's feet and helped strip him of his bloody armor." You murmur soothingly as your hands find Christopher's belt buckle, "She had to be sure he wasn't wounded, right?" The young man is clearly bewildered by how fast things are accelerating, and maybe even uncomfortable at letting you take charge, but his throbbing erection is undeniable evidence of his arousal. Christopher was not as thick as the idiot, but easily as long and so much more responsive to stimuli. Each caress, squeeze and teasing kiss makes his organ jump like a nervous kitten.

"Rhiannon knew just what a stud like Wydan needed, didn't she?" The corny words sound like the bad erotica you read during those depressing low periods that still occasionally haunt you, but you have to say something as you stroke the young man's hard cock.

"Ohh." Christopher grunts when you swirl your tongue around the dark red head of his shaft. "Oohh yes, but ..." Christopher sounds bothered by something; you look at him questioningly, licking your lips as he stammers. "I was just going to say that Wydan wasn't really a stud - he had been sworn to celibacy since puberty." He must have seen the surprise and doubt on your face because before you could pull away he urges you on. "Don't stop though, Ms. Summers, ah Amy" his confusion and anguish are charming in a way and you return your mouth to his cock.

Usually you only used your mouth for foreplay, but the combination of the erotic tale combined with the wickedness of being this young man's first - and on his 18th birthday - made you determined to give him your best effort. He erupts in your mouth in less than a minute; in hindsight, as you swallow the mouthful of hot cum, you realize you really could have satisfied him with even a lousy blowjob. But as you rest your cheek on his thigh and look up at the excitement sparkling in his eyes you don't regret the effort one bit. You feel sexier than you have in years! Desirable and confident in your ability to please a man, even if he is a virgin almost half your age. In his own way, Christopher has freed you from your inner demons just as much as Wydan had saved Queen Rhiannon - that deserved a reward, doesn't it.

To your surprise you see Christopher's cock thickening and rising just in front of your nose. You had forgotten what it was like to be with an eighteen year old. Actually at his age you had still been somewhat reserved, but the locker room gossip had let you know in pretty explicit terms how quickly high school boys could recover after sex. "Wow. Youth is wasted on the young." Christopher's cock had never really gone soft; after exploding into your mouth he had lost some of the firmness and size but now just a minute or two later you can see the resurrection of his teen-aged libido. Drawing him down onto the soft carpet by your side you let him explore your curves as you slowly ease your back onto the floor. He squeezes your full tits almost reverently - you doubt any of the cute girls in his school have a rack like yours - sending waves of pleasure through your body.

"That's good," you encourage him when his mouth finds one of your nipples and he sucks it eagerly into your mouth. It does feel good, very good, but to your surprise, you find that you are frustrated by the very teasing that normally you insist upon. There is something about seducing this young man that makes you feel like a horny teen-aged schoolgirl yourself. Pulling him on top of you you spread your legs out wide and urge him to finish what you started.

"Take me Chris," You hiss into his ear as he stares at you in wonder. "Take me like Wydan finally took Queen Rhiannon by that sacred pool, even though it was forbidden and wrong for so many reasons."