My heart raced as I took in the stunning sight, my husband sucking a cock for the very first time. And not just any cock, but our hired masseur’s st...unningly huge tool, a tool that had no doubt been sucked by many appreciative men, and now was being sucked by my husband. My eyes wouldn’t even blink as I gazed, mesmerized, at the sight of my husband’s lips wrapped around the thickness of a man’s cock. I had fantasized about this for so long, and now here I was, actually watching my husband give. ’ Half an hour later as Harry drove home he reflected on the relationship he had developed with Maria. It had surprised him at first how she not only wanted sexual intercourse, but insisted on social intercourse as well. They spent a lot of time talking and discussing just about anything that turned up, whether it was his future, her past, politics, or the more mundane goings on of their neighbours in Hawksworth. Maria had an opinion on most things and liked an argument, in fact, he was pretty. .. oh, would she?YES!!My silent prayer was answered, as Miss Champney snapped the blade of her foil smartly up between my legs, giving an imperative double rap against the crotch of the trousers. They are padded slightly too, so again there was no discomfort – in fact, it turned me on that she had to deliver quite some force to get an appreciable feeling and sound. I bounded eagerly to my feet, and quickly discarded all of my remaining garments: shoes, socks, trousers and the already damp. My name is Shawn, This is my first story. Much of it is true. In it Im 15, 56, and I never imagined that I could fall so far. That summer I experienced joys, happiness and sheer adulation like never before. I also felt shame, desperation and pain. These episodes are my stories growing up, age 15 in a single summer, and will conclude on the day that my life changed forever. The 22nd of July: The Night I Suffered. Hope you like em! ???? (That Warning Again: If you dont like stories between.