First Moves

I knew that he felt the same way I did, both of us married, but seeking an intense connection with each other as lovers, not just sexual partners, and I gently pulled him towards me, cupping his hip in my left hand, rolling him slightly in his seat. The kiss continued for many minutes, I enjoyed the taste of him, the deep and sensual probing of his tongue, feeling more intense each moment. I was shaking uncontrollably, but this was the first time in many years I had met a man outside of my marriage, and I wanted him to feel the same intense longing and desire for me as I did for him.

We stopped a while later for breath, and I knew we'd made some kind of connection, and we were both still thoroughly aroused, and I decided to take the next step, briefly holding a finger to his lips to silence him, I took his hand, kissing them both on the palm, then sucking on each of his fingers in turn, knowing it would turn him on, but still restraining my desire to drag him into the woods and let him work his magic on my body.

I held his left hand in mine, as I gave his penis a squeeze through his jeans, and then slowly drew his zip down, freeing him slightly, watching the bulge bring his boxer shorts through the gap, I groped his testicles, cupping them gently, and then popping the buttons on his boxers, drew forth his penis, and quickly leant down and took the entirety into my mouth. The tightening of his hand on mine and the groan as his body relaxed completely confirmed my move had been effective, and I had to control a sharp thrust of his hips with my other hand to prevent him choking me with his lovely silky cock.

I lubricated it with my tongue, making sure that my mouth and tongue would be pleasing to him, and gently began to bob my head on him, ever so gently and slowly, feeling his breath falling into line with my movements. I wanted to please him so much, even with my lack of experience, but I also wanted to make sure he would be aroused later when he had the opportunity to do much more as my lover.