Memories of the Young One Finale'

We lay in bed together and for a moment I thought we would both fall asleep. S leaned over and began kissing me again while slipping his fingers in and out of my pussy. He rolled over on top of me still kissing me and began to slide his already hard dick inside me. I immediately lifted my legs up toward his shoulders. He slid in even deeper this way. I moaned right away as did he. I came in no time at all and he continued to thrust until I was ready for round two.

The two of us moved together not speaking but moaning constantly. Every move he made felt heavenly to me. His recovery time was almost immediate. This made me smile as I thought how nice it feels to be with a young man. He went from fucking me gently to being a little rougher in a matter of seconds. In the meantime his dick was inside of me the entire time which felt amazing.

After hours S finally slowed down. I was glad. I was ready for a rest and starting to get a little raw. I refused to be the first one to stop though. This was an opportunity that doesn’t present itself to a woman like me very often if at all.

We lay still entwined him behind me. His finally limp dick slipped out of me and we fell asleep.

A few hours later I woke up. He was between my legs running his tongue along the inside of my thighs stopping just short of my clit. I thought maybe his youth precluded him from knowing this was the ultimate goal. I leaned into his tongue but he continued to tease me. It was then that I realized he knew exactly what he was doing. He continued to tease me until I heard myself begging him to put his dick inside of me. He refused, telling me I had to be patient or he would make me wait longer. I lay whimpering as he worked his tongue up down and all around my clit but never touching it.

Finally he turned me over and climbed on top of me. “Can I fuck your ass?” His tone of voice was soft almost as though he was not sure what my answer would be. I moaned “Yes” in a voice that I did not recognize.

He gently began to work the head of his cock in my ass then gave one strong thrust which made us both say, “Oh my GOD!” I could tell that he was trying to maintain some composure and some control but in only a few strong thrusts he drove his cock into me and I could feel his entire body shaking as he came. I collapsed then he collapsed on top of me giving me a few gentle kisses on my back.

He lay on top of me for just a moment before he rolled me over and finished what he had started only this time letting his tongue reach my clit bringing me to one of the most intense orgasms I have ever had.

Again we rolled over with him spooning me from behind and fell asleep. When I woke again the sun was coming up. S was not in bed with me. He had left a note it said

 “Getting breakfast. Stay in bed. BRB xoxo”.

I dozed off once more before smelling coffee brewing in the kitchen. S was standing at the stove in worn jeans and a flannel shirt cooking up a breakfast for a king. He had sausage working, eggs and pancake batter off to the side. “I wasn’t sure what you like for breakfast,” he said to me. He smiled a warm young smile which made me nearly melt into the kitchen chair.

We sat and ate breakfast together as he told me about a paper that he was writing. I smiled as I listened and finally admitted, “I haven’t the first clue what you are talking about.” He smiled then leaned over and kissed me gently on the lips.

He asked me to stay “just one more day.” It broke my heart to turn him down. As I got into my car he handed me a bag. Inside the bag was a bar of the handmade soap, a box of herbal tea that he swears will help me sleep and a few sprigs of lavender. He had the saddest look on his face as I drove away that afternoon.

We promised to keep in touch and I know we will visit several more times but I always have to be ready for the reality that the next time he will be involved with some other lucky woman.

I only hope to God she can appreciate what a wonderful lover he is turning out to be.