A Late Night Visit

Ever have one of those nights when you just can't sleep? I did a couple of years ago, and it turned into an experience I'll never forget.

I had recently moved to a new neighborhood. A counselor I knew from school lived just around the corner, and we'd often visit when I'd walk my dog around the area. He wasn't anything exceptional to look at, slightly overweight, dark complected, with sort of shaggy-looking hair. Not hot by any means, but always very sweet to talk to.

One night I was home for Fall Break, and couldn't seem to fall asleep. So I went outside for a walk. As I passed his house, I noticed his door was open but the lights were off. I wonder if he's still awake? I thought as I walked quietly up to the porch. Listening intently, I didn't hear any noises coming from inside the house. Quietly I opened the screen door and slipped inside.

I nearly had a heart attack when my eyes to adjusted to the darkness. There, sitting on his couch, was my neighbor! My mind raced nearly as fast as my heart did. How am I going to explain this? I thought.

As I stood there fearing what might happen, I realized he didn't even seem to know I was there. He was just sitting there with his eyes closed. Is he asleep? I wondered. I thought about slipping back outside before I got caught when I noticed something. He wasn't asleep, he was sitting there playing with himself! He sat there with his eyes closed, his fingers massaging his erect penis.

I know I should have left and let him finish his business, but I had never actually seen a penis before, and curiosity got the best of me. Quietly I took a few steps closer so I could get a better view. The combination of seeing him stroking himself combined with the fear of being caught started to turn me on. I could feel my thighs getting warm and tingly as I got closer to him.

I could hear his breathing now, slow, deep breaths that seemed to grow in intensity. I was just inches away from him as I watched him twisting and rubbing the shaft of his penis between his thumb and forefinger. I was so focused on what his left hand was doing that I froze when his right hand took mine! He gently pulled me down, his now open eyes inviting me to sit next to him.

As I sat down next to him, he brought my hand over to his erect penis. It wasn't very long, maybe six inches or so, but wow was it hard! The soft, warm skin felt weird wrapped around something so hard and rigid.

Not knowing what I was doing, I tried doing what I saw him doing when I got there, rubbing him with my thumb and first two fingers. It seemed like he was getting harder the more I rubbed him!

While I sat there stroking his cock, he began rubbing my back with his right hand. It felt relaxing, his hand brushing up and down on my back. He started making small circles with his thumb, and I could feel wetness between my legs. After a little while, he turned me so that my back was to him, and started giving me a back massage. Now it was my turn to close my eyes and relax. His hands squeezed and massaged my shoulders, then he moved down my arms and back up. I leaned forward slightly as his hands moved down my back, relaxing and stimulating the muscles at the same time.

I must have drifted for a bit, because the next thing I remembered was lifting my arms as he took off my shirt. The coolness of the autumn air sent a chill through my body, but the warmth of his touch on my bare skin sent shivers through my spine. He slid my bra straps off my shoulders, and began kissing my neckline. His hands again caressed my body, massaging my shoulder-blades and down my back, pausing only briefly to undo the latch on my bra. His hands wrapped around my waist as he got down to my waistline. I leaned back into his chest, and he wrapped his arms around me.

We sat there for a few minutes in silence, each of us enjoying the feel of our warm bodies pressed up against each other. Slowly he began rubbing my stomach, making small circles with his thumbs. I took a deep breath and snuggled into his chest some more. He began to move his hands down my legs, rubbing them as he had my back. I had been wearing shiny black pants and a short sleeved peach top that day, and the feeling of his hands rubbing my legs made my mind spin.

I spread my legs slightly, and he took the hint, massaging the inside of my thighs, from my knees to about my inner thigh. After three or four times doing this, he leaned back some more, his hands rubbing up to my panty line. I sighed with pleasure as he caressed the soft area between my hips and my vagina. He slid his fingers in the waistline of my pants and panties, and I arched my hips so that he could slid them down to my knees. Sliding them down to my feet and stepping out of them, I sat back down and leaned into his arms once more.

He kissed my temple as he wrapped his arms around me once more. I could feel the warmth of his breath on my skin. He began rubbing my hips again, and I spread my legs some more for him. This feels so incredible, I thought as he ran his fingers through the hair on my mound. He slid one finger down between my pussy lips, and I swear I almost came. He rubbed me with his left hand for a while, his right holding mine. He kissed my neck, sucking and nibbling his way up to my earlobe. My breathing grew faster and more intense as I could feel an orgasm building inside me. Then, just as he started sucking on my ear, he plunged his finger inside me! My muscles pulsed and contracted as he began finger-fucking me. I couldn't help it as a moan escaped my lips.

He slid another finger inside me, and as he did I squeezed it invitingly with my pussy muscles. His right hand now rubbed one of my breasts, his thumb and index finger pinching my nipple. I also became aware of another feeling, his penis. I could feel it pulsing against my back to the rhythm of his heartbeat. I wanted to touch it, to make him feel as good as I did. But from the angle I was at, I knew I couldn't reach him. So I leaned back some more, letting him know I could feel him back there. As I did, I felt something warm and slippery as the head of his penis dripped pre-cum on my back.

I couldn't take it any longer. I squeezed his hand between my legs as I had my very first orgasm ever. Wave after wave of energy coursed through my body as I spasmed out of control. As my body relaxed, I could feel warm juices pouring out of my pussy onto his hand. I took a deep breath as I relaxed into his arms, the feeling of ecstasy still lingering in my mind.

After a few minutes, he started kissing my shoulder again. I turned to face him, and we kissed. Our kisses were soft and gentle at first, and I could feel him tighten his grip around my waist. I parted my lips slightly, and he slowly slid his tongue inside my mouth. Our tongues snaked around each other, and I could feel the heat between us grow again. I felt his penis growing hard against my back, and I knew I wanted to satisfy him as well.

I broke our kiss for a moment as I turned to face him. The look of love in his eyes melted my heart, and I knew he'd been thinking of me when he masturbated.

I got up for a minute, and his hand caressed my leg. I lovingly put my hand on his shoulder, reassuring him I wasn't going anywhere. Turning to face him, I straddled his legs and sat on his lap facing him. Our lips met again, this time with more intensity than before. He brushed the 
little tendrils of hair out of my face as we kissed, massaging my neck and shoulders as he did. His hands then went down the front of my chest, caressing my breasts as we kissed. He began kissing his way down my neckline, down my collarbone, and between my breasts. His hands moved behind my back and around my waist, holding me tight so I wouldn't fall. I ran my fingers through his hair and down his neck, across his broad shoulders and down his back as he sucked on my nipples. My hand dropped down to his lap ass I took his penis into my hand.

He purred as I began to massage it, feeling it grow once again in the palm of my hand.

I felt another orgasm building inside me as I felt his breathing intensify. I rubbed my hand between my legs, using the juices as lubricant to rub his penis. He kissed my shoulder as I rubbed him with my wet hand, and he pulled me closer to him. I leaned him back against the couch and slid his hips forward. Taking his penis in my hand, I slid forward and slowly lowered myself onto him. Slowly I pumped my hips up and down, knowing that it would hurt when he broke my hymen. I took a deep breathe and went for it, knowing I wanted him inside me.

My head spun with pain as I felt him break me. A tear welled up in my eye, but I bit my lip and waited for the pain to subside. He knew what had happened, and I felt his arm around me, his hand rubbing my back as if to say, "It's okay; I'm here for you."

As the pain subsided, the erotic image of what we were doing returned to my mind. I was making love to my youth counselor! I kissed him on the shoulder, letting him know that I was all right. Slowly I began rocking back and forth on him, feeling him slide in and out of me. We began to pick up pace as we both got closer to orgasm. "I'm going to cum," he said, and I wrapped my arms around him tighter as he came inside me.

The feeling of his penis pulsing inside me was more than I could take. As he shot hot cum inside me, my muscles contracted around his shaft. A second flood of juices poured through me as I came too.

We sat there for a few minutes catching our breaths, arms wrapped around each other, his penis still inside me. I squeezed my pussy muscles a few more times, feeling him twitch inside me. We kissed each other again before I got up. As I got dressed and walked home, I knew I'd be able to sleep well after that night.