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In an earlier story, I described how Jennifer, an online friend, challenged me to flash myself at my sixteen year-old step-nephew. At the time, Timmy was staying with us while is parents were away. My husband, Tom, and our daughters were also away so I was alone with Timmy. Somewhat to my surprise, I did as Jennifer instructed and ended up fucking Timmy. That led to three days of almost continual sexual arousal on my part. He was insatiable with an amazingly quick recovery time.It took me awhile to come to terms with my tryst with Timmy. Tom came home and, after some trepidation on my part that my well-fucked pussy would feel different to him, our love making continued as before. I also had my regular lunches with my lesbian lover, Julie, that invariably involved a lazy—well not that lazy—afternoon in her big bed. Thus, in the end, I decided that Timmy was a one-off, extremely enjoyable, but for many reasons not to be repeated. Sure, when Tom fucked me, my mind would at times wonder. I’d remember the way that Timmy’s big cock had penetrated me so much more deeply than Tom’s.Jennifer was sure that Timmy wasn’t a one off and that eventually, the appeal of a young cock would prove too great for me to resist. When we chatted, she would remorselessly remind me both of my time with Timmy but bahçesehir escort also of her own encounters.I would remind her that my life was already complicated enough. I didn’t need the hassle of finding time to fuck Timmy or any other young male as tempting as that might be. She kept trying and one day I succumbed. Our chat was early in the afternoon.Kerrie: Just for interest where do you find these guys?Jennifer: They are all about. You just need to keep your eyes open.Kerrie: What just walk up and say; “I want to fuck you?” Doesn’t sound very romantic to me.Jennifer: You are not after romance but, yes, you need to be subtle. Just start a conversation. Flirt a little. Take it from there.Jennifer: Tell you what. Why don’t you try it this afternoon? You sound bored.Kerrie: What would I do and where?Jennifer: Go to a mall. Walk around and see whether any boys notice you. See if you can pick one up.Kerrie: Doesn’t sound very difficult but not sure I’ll pick any up. If I did, what would I do with them?Jennifer: It depends. Could you bring him home?Kerrie: I could. Tom’s away for a couple of days and the girls won’t be home until late. But it won’t get that far.Jennifer: We will see. You said that about the time with Timmy!Kerrie: True but this is different. beylikdüzü bayan escort And I haven’t even agreed to try.Jennifer: Oh, yes you have. I know u. Just need a little push. So here is what you will do.Jennifer then laid out explicit instructions. I should wear a sexy dress, no bra and no panties. I baulked at leaving my bra off but she insisted on no panties. “No one will know”, she said, “but it will excite you to be walking around with a bare puss.” Thinking ahead, she asked if I had any condoms. When I said no, she told to me to pick some up, commenting: “Girls need to be prepared.”She concluded our chat by saying: “I’m off to bed. In the morning I expect an email telling me of your adventure. Have fun! Go harden some cocks!”I sat there; a little stunned. Had I really agreed to try and pick up a young male at the mall? I wasn’t even sure I could remember how to flirt. The chances of anything happening, I decided, were next to zero so I would go and see. I’d get a walk and could always do some shopping.I decided to wear the same blouse and skirt that I had worn that first night with Timmy. However, my blouse was fully buttoned and I wore a bra. I wasn’t ready to let my nipples show, particularly since they were already little nubs. I waited escort beylikdüzü a couple of hours until about 3:30 in the afternoon. My rationalisation was that school would be out but, to be honest, I wasn’t sure I could go through with even a walk. Finally, I got the courage to drive to a mall a few suburbs away.Parking the car I walked into the mall. I felt everybody could sense I wasn’t wearing panties. My pussy dampened. As Jennifer had predicted I was turned on by the thought of my bare pussy, even if, logically, no one could tell.I walked past a few shops until I came to a chemist (pharmacy in the US). While I really didn’t think I would need them, I remembered Jennifer’s message to be prepared so I went in and found the rack of condoms. Oh my god—I didn’t know that there was so much choice. Did men have cock sizes, like neck sizes? I was really a novice at this sex game. I decided that I wouldn’t want flavoured condoms—strawberry favoured cock seemed too exotic for my taste. Remembering the only two cocks of which I had recent experience, I chose a pack of regular and one of extra large without “extra stimulation for the partner’. I thought a cock did enough for me, although maybe a latex covered one wouldn’t be so effective. Then came the trauma of paying. I’m convinced the shop assistant—a middle-aged woman—smirked particularly when she noticed my wedding ring. Jennifer later said she was probably just jealous. Maybe, but I quickly passed $20, grabbed the condoms and my change and fled; rather embarrassed by it all.Slowly my heart slowed and I began to survey the mall.
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