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Subject: My mum lends me her husband – Chapter 1 – BLOWJOB UNDER THE TABLE. My mum lends me her husband — Chapter 1 — BLOWJOB UNDER THE TABLE. Nifty is the constant source of all your erotic dreams. All kinds of fetishes can be found here. We don’t want this website to ever stop. Think for a minute if you can afford it and help sustain Nifty with your donations. Damn equations! I really was racking my brain trying to work with those damn figures and not sure how to solve the unknown factor. Why the hell had I wanted to study maths? I should have chosen different university studies. I was trying to deal with those equations when Arthur came out of the bathroom. After having his showers he usually did the same. He came out wrapped in a towel, the rest of his body totally nude and I was getting hard when I felt him approaching. Arthur Kennedy was my stepfather. He had married my mother two years ago. He was ten years younger than her and only ten years older than me, 31 now. My father, Marcel Banks had died when I was only two months old so I have no memories of him. Marjorie Banks, my mother, had been single till she was 39 and worked as a cardiologist. In the hospital she’d known Arthur because of a problem he had in his heart, nothing serious, and they had liked each other and two months later they got married. She’s always been so open-minded that she talked naturally about sex with me and always respected me for being gay, something istanbul travesti Arthur also knew. I’m 21 years old then. I’m Hugo Banks and I had decided to study maths. I don’t know why the fuck I had wanted to go to university. This was my first year, since I’d been so slow in high school that I started university at 21. Arthur approached me and saw my face showing him how hard it was for me to deal with those equations. He’s a teacher of literature, not maths, but he sometimes helped me in my homework, so he sat beside me and offered to help me and soon we were both working in the same equations and he was really good teaching me. He and my mother knew well that I was a virgin. I’d never had sex so far but I naturally told both how I would like to one day suck a cock or be fucked. We were then studying together when I felt the pencil I was using had fallen to the floor. I bent down then in order to pick it up. I didn’t notice that Arthur had kicked the pencil and now was really under the table. So I had to look for the pencil and when my face was under the table, I noticed that Arthur’s cock was out and totally hard. -Look how hard it’s getting, I mean this damn equation is really hard. I understood that “hard” now had a double meaning and also understood his words as an invitation. So totally nervous, my heart about to burst, I started touching my stepfather’s dick. -These damn equations are so hard –I kadıköy travesti heard him then-. We should do something so they stop being hard. Arthur’s words were incredible. He was obviously encouraging me to do it but talking about equations. So I started jacking him off. Again I heard his masculine voice, but now he was moaning. After a while, he added. -An exercise is done better if you first have a break, don’t you think? Of course I agreed with him and there I was, masturbating a boy at last, something I’d never done, and it was my hot stepfather. -You know, Hugo? After having a break, one can resume the task better and go deeper. I don’t know if I was getting crazy but now I understood “deeper” as an invitation to give him a blowjob if I wanted. So I didn’t think twice; I had spent years wanting to suck a cock and Arthur’s dick was really sexy. I just sighed first and then I totally took his hard cock into my mouth and started sucking. -You know I love literature, but also languages and in some countries language and tongue are the same word, “lengua”. I’ve always been addicted to lenguas. So I went on with my first blowjob ever. I realized then that Arthur was a master of words. He was luring me into some things, but using other words. I was gladly blowing him when I heard a voice that frightened me. It was my mother’s voice. And she soon sat on a chair right of his husband. What could I do now? She couldn’t bakırköy travesti know her son was then under the table and giving a blowjob to his stepdad. Not knowing what to do, and praying that I would never be discovered, I simply devoted myself to the hot taste of the first dick I was sucking, as if I needed the security of its taste in a frightening moment. I didn’t know then that Arthur was moving a finger, pointing below the table to my mother as with his lips he was telling her. -Hugo’s giving me a blowjob. Had I known all this I would have felt I was inside a nightmare. I was ignorant then that my mother was lending me her husband so I would stop being a virgin. But I heard her say that she had to go to the hospital. I heard her standing up, kissing her husband on the cheeks and finally leaving. I continued with what I was doing, but just two minutes and finally Arthur was cumming. My God! What a good taste semen has! I was not jacking off but I creamed my pants then. One thing is suspecting I’d love to give blowjobs and one other thing is finally doing it and relishing the taste of semen. And it had been to such a sexy man. Finally I got out from under the table and sat beside him. I think I was blushing but he smiled at me and told me again with a good choice of words. -And now we can focus better in these damn equations after we’d had a necessary break and both of us had cum… sorry, I mean, when both of us are calm. Freedom can move your life and it can be seen even in the hardest conditions, together with love and friendship, happiness and beauty. Have a look at the life of eight beggars who live together at: https://luces-delatierra.blogspot/ or in English pot/
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