Unexpectedly, I discovered something new

I pushed my doubts aside and followed her. There was a wide bed in the bedroom and thick carpets covered the floor. Rebecca stopped and I shoved myself close to her from behind. I covered her neck and shoulders with hot kisses and noticed with satisfaction that she trembled slightly with every touch, and the little hairs on the back of her neck rose up. But I was still hesitant to go any further. After all, she was an honorable woman.

"Help me out of this dress," she whispered.

I accepted the invitation. Gently, I took half a step back and undid the hooks holding the dress to her back, one by one, until it was pulled down by its own weight. She turned around, visibly aroused, as I could see from her flushed face and her large nipples pressing against the thin fabric of the undergarment.

She lasciviously undid the lacing over her breasts and slipped the loose garment down so that she was only wearing her silk stockings. She had a wonderfully feminine body with luscious curves in all the right places. My heart beat faster and I felt my pants getting too tight.

Swaying her hips, she came very close to me. Smiling, she undid the tie around my neck and unbuttoned my shirt. Her hands gently stroked my bare chest. I returned the caress and when I grabbed her breasts firmly, she threw her head back, groaning loudly.

"Take your clothes off and come to me, my love."

She walked to the bed and lay on it sideways, resting her head on one arm. With every fiber of her wonderful body, she was a lady who deserved my respect. At the same time, she was naughty and seductive, like a trollop in a less respectable house. So, she watched me undress completely and then I walked quickly to her. But when I asked her to turn on her back so that I could lie on top of her, she refused.

"Let me coddle you first. Lie down."

I did as she asked and waited in anticipation. Her hands began to stroke all over my body, which made me feel strangely aroused. She discovered places on my skin, that I would never have guessed to be so sensible.

Finally, she shamelessly touched my penis and testicles. I could hardly believe the sensations she was awakening in me. Moaning, I closed my eyes and concentrated on experiencing the touch of her hands. Suddenly I cried out. She squeezed so hard that it hurt. Her hot breath brushed my cheek as she whispered in my ear: "Well, do you want more?"

"Yes," I moaned.

She released her hand from my testicles but kept a firm grip on my penis while she swung one leg over me and squatted down on her knees so that her vagina just barely touched the tip of my member. Then she moved my hard rod back and forth, rubbing it against her clitoris. It was almost unbearable for me. She looked down at me from narrow eyes and breathed in bursts through her half-open mouth.

"Grab my breasts!" she commanded.

I concentrated on obeying her, hoping it would distract me from what she was doing and make me last longer. But feeling her hard, erect nipples between my fingertips did the rest. I came, wanting to squirt my seed, but she was quicker, squeezed relentlessly with her hand and prevented me from release. Meanwhile, she rubbed herself all the harder against my member. The pressure in my lower parts built up mercilessly.