A sinful passionate Kiss

When my lips touch Hanna's, my whole world suddenly changes. I feel my lips gently touching her full, silky smooth lips. The touch is tender but so intimate.

"That can't be true you're kissing your best friend's mother and it's unbelievable" it flashes through my head.

The kiss goes on so gently, almost endlessly, while I gently begin to scratch her bottom. During my tender caresses, I notice how Hanna breathes a little more pressed out of her nose and seems to enjoy my touch. Since Hanna makes no move to interrupt the kiss, I'm slowly becoming a little more demanding. It's been a roller coaster of emotions for me all day and my arousal is at the boiling point. The alcohol in my head doesn't make it any better and I just let myself go without thinking too much.

I now press my lips more firmly on hers and gently play around her lips with my tongue asking for admission. In addition, I take my left free hand and gently place it on her cheek. While I now lightly stroke her cheek, I press my tongue against her mouth with a little force to gain entry. After a short pressure phase, she opens her mouth and I take this chance. I quickly sink my tongue into hers and kiss her even more passionately. At first Hanna seems a bit scared and just lets it happen, but after a while she gives in to the situation with a pleasant grumble and now plays around with her tongue.

Now that we're giving each other a passionate French kiss, I begin to slowly squeeze my leg between her slightly opened legs. I gently rub my thigh up and down. When Hanna notices the friction on her sanctuary, she first wants to withdraw from me, but I pull my head behind so that she cannot end the kiss. She quickly gives up her protest and we continue kissing. Meanwhile, I keep rubbing lightly on her as my hand leaves her butt. My brain, clouded by alcohol and excitement, has a goal and this is currently pressing against my chest with all its full force. My right hand slowly wanders up her left side until I am level with her breasts. I gently put my hand on her large chest. Hanna doesn't seem or doesn't want to notice that I was just about to cross another border. After a short time, I stroke her right breast in gentle circular movements. Despite the dress and bra, I can feel a stiff bump in the center of her chest.

"Her nipples are hard - wow she seems to really enjoy it. Maybe I can actually give this amazing woman some of my love today” I think to myself and a feeling of joyful excitement spreads in my stomach.

As we continue our passionate kiss and I keep rubbing against her, my movements turn into light kneading on her chest.

"Mhhhhm" I hear almost imperceptibly a low moan through Hanna's filled mouth.

Spurred on by her noises, I carry on. Slowly without realizing it, we are only a few steps away from the sofa. I slowly push her a little towards the sofa. When we reach this and Hanna notices the resistance in the back of her knees, we both lie down on the sofa together. By changing position, we slowly come to our senses and we are imperceptibly aware of the situation we are in. We interrupt our kiss after breathing hard and look at each other.

Hanna's hair is slightly disheveled and her face is very red. I notice how she can hardly look me in the eye.

“We can't do that, Ben” she stutters.

“We have already gone too far. I am a married woman and the mother of your best friend. It just doesn't work” she says, sobbing slightly and I see a small tear roll down her cheek.

I too inevitably become aware of the gravity of this situation when I look at Hanna. This dream woman who is torn and struggles with this moral dilemma. For a moment I forget my own excitement and just want to comfort her. I hug her tightly so that my head is next to hers.

“You are right Hanna. I'm just so sorry, I was so selfish and shamelessly took advantage of the situation. I just couldn't believe that I was allowed to spend my time with such a great woman. And then this closeness to a woman, I just surrendered to the situation. I hope you can forgive me someday. I was such an asshole" I whisper sadly in her ear while I feel tears in my eyes myself.

At the same time, Hanna returns my hug and gently strokes my back. After a while I straighten up slightly to look at her face, hoping that everything will be fine.

Hanna looks at me deeply with her fawn eyes, which shine through the tears in her eyes. We hold this look for a short moment until she answers with a slight sigh.

"Ben I'm sorry. I'm the adult here and should have stopped it immediately. But I gave myself up to the situation and then to this damn alcohol. You made me look so desirable and your looks, I finally felt like a real woman again and not as the aging housewife and mother. And the moment was just incredible and I know that I am not allowed to, but the kiss just felt incredibly beautiful at the moment" she replies gently and lovingly.

I keep looking at her, while she smiles shyly at me.

"She enjoyed my kiss...am I in another world?" it immediately flashes through my still excited head.

"Hanna, I'm so sorry, but I just have to do it again" I say with a slight stutter.

"Ben what arrrrrr....." Hanna wants to ask, but before she can finish her question, I have already sealed her mouth with my lips and pressed my tongue deep into her throat.

At this moment of union, only one thought crosses my mind: "Ben you are going to hell, but if you are happy then".