Sexploits of Our Youth

That night turned into morning, offering little sleep or rest for me. We got the kids off to school and I called in sick to work so that Natasha and I had time to talk, time to figure out what our next step should be.

"Well Nat," I started, "What are we going to do?"

Nat quickly interrupted, "I am so very sorry Boris. Like I said last night, I'll do whatever you want me to do and I understand if you want me to leave. I don't want to leave, but I'll understand. You do not deserve what I did to you and for you to catch me in the act must have been terrible for you."

I looked Nat in the eyes, "I'll never be able to begin to explain how I felt last night, but I've had a little time to think about things. I don't want you to leave. I still love you and am still in love with you. That said however, what you did really hurts." I continued on, "Had you approached me right up front we probably could have worked something out, but you didn't. So tell me Nat, how did this start and how long have you two been fucking each other?"

"It started a couple of months ago when you and the kids were away that long weekend with your folks." She stammered a bit but managed to continue her story.

"I was sitting around watching tv in the afternoon when Tom came over. He was disappointed you were away so I told him he could go and use the computer if he wanted. He decided to watch tv with me instead and before you know it we were talking. Then, right out the blue, Tom says to me that he really wanted to make love to me."

"And that's all it took! And so what, you just just said, hey, why not! I can't believe he would do that." Now I was really interested as to what happened next.

"So anyway, I tell him, okay, thinking I'll scare the shit out of him, let's go. So like, with Tom being a virgin."

I interrupted, "Is he a virgin?"

"You tell me," she says. "Let me tell you what happened and then you decide if Tom is a virgin or not." I nodded yes and she went on. "So I got up from the couch and began walking to our bedroom and told him to follow me, which he did. I walked over to my side of the bed, turned and saw that Tom had stopped in the bedroom doorway, like there was something holding him back. So I asked him if we were going to make love and he said he wanted to. I began to undress, fully expecting him to run but he didn't, he just stood there watching me get undressed."

"And the whole time he was still just standing in the doorway?" I asked.

Nat looked me straight in the eyes and said, "Yup, he just stood there. So I was down to my bra and panties and instead of running, his eyes were getting as big as saucers. I really thought that once I got completely naked he would say something, run or something. So I undid my bra and took it off, tossing it on the floor by the bed. Still no movement from him. So I went for the gold and slid off my panties and laid on the bed on top of the covers so that he could see everything. Still nothing from Tom. He was still just standing there."

I wasn't completely surprised with Tom's reactions, he was always shy around women. "So what happened then, once you were naked I mean?"

"Well, like I said, I was laying naked on top of the covers and he wasn't moving from the doorway. I finally had to tell him that he would have to join me on the bed if he wanted to make love to me. And that's when he surprised me. He slowly made his way to the side of the bed that I was on, got on his knees and kissed me on the lips."

"So how were you feeling by this time Nat? I mean you were naked for Tom, laying on our bed and he was kissing you now. So what did he do?" I had all sorts of thoughts running through my head now, some were anger and some were quite the opposite, the story was getting me horny a bit.

Nat took a deep breath, licked her lips as her mouth was getting dry from nerves. "I guess I was a bit turned on. After all, I had this 19 year old virgin wanting to make love to me, to me Boris. Hell, I'm a 33 year old woman with 3 kids. I was flattered that he loved seeing me naked, that he thought I looked so sexy."

"I guess I can understand that Nat." To me it was no wonder Tom would have thought of Nat as a sexy looking woman.

[story note: If you look at the drawing I posted called "Natasha" (The Leopard Queen), that was Nat at 33]

Nat continued on, "He kissed me for probably 5 minutes before he even touched me, in fact, I think I took his hand and put it on my breast. He massaged my left breast until it got hot and sweaty and finally he attempted to move down to my pussy. When he did that I told him that this would be a lot better if he took his clothes off as well. He stood back up by the bed, took his shirt off and then dropped his sweat pants, underwear and all. Now that he was naked, but for his socks, he decided he'd try to lay on me."

"So did he have woody? He's a big guy, so how much bigger is he than me?" I was concerned about his size being that he was probably 6" taller than me and weighed far more than me as well.

Nat smiled at me, "No no. Not to worry Boris, he's no bigger than you are, honestly. Hey, I was expecting more as well but it was not to be. Here's the funny part though..."

"There's a funny part to this!" This I had to hear.

"Well I thought it was funny," Nat kind of smiled. "Once he got on me he almost immediately shot his load on my belly. Then he shyly looked at me, stood back up and began getting dressed. Once dressed he said he thought he did alright for a first time. So you tell me Boris, is he a virgin still?"

"I guess that depends on what you've done with him since then." After all, I did catch him with his fingers in the pudding so to speak. So had they made out between those two times?

"We've never been fully naked together again and he hasn't tried making love to me. We've played with each other and I've jacked him off a number of times, and yes, I've given him a some of blowjobs. I found out that his cum is not near as salty as yours and when you cum, crap, do you ever shoot a load compared to him."

We continued our conversation about Tom and his lack of ability with sex, or at least with intercourse, because he did figure out how to play with her and how to give her oral pleasure. Eventually we got to the point where Nat wanted to know if I had thought of anything she could do to try to make things right between us.

"Well Natasha, I'm not sure you'll like this or if you'll want to comply with it, but here it goes." Nat was all ears and looking a little scared of what I was about to say to her. "You know how much I enjoy your exhibitionist side, or used to when you were more attune with it, from now on, you will no longer wear bras unless it's for work or I say you can."

"Oh that's no problem at all,'" she quickly said.

"Hold on Nat, there is more. From now on, anything I want, and I mean ANYTHING I want to do sexually with you, you will comply completely without questioning me about it. This means that from now on I will decide on how we have sex, when we sex and where we have sex. This will include things like if I decide we should have a partner join in, or getting into things like bondage. Nothing will be off the table with the exception of anything that could hurt you physically, that will not happen. And starting from now on we are putting Tuesday nights aside for blowjobs."

"Is that everything Boris," Nat seemed fairly confident, "Cause I don't have a problem with any of that."

"So even if I want another woman in bed with us, you'll be okay with it?" If I want to see you with another woman, you're gonna be okay with that too?"

"I'm not saying I would look forward to it, but I will promise to do my best to make you happy."

"Alright then, for the time being that's it. There may be more as time goes on but for now, we'll leave it with these new rules." I was happy Nat was accepting all the conditions I had set.

"So basically I'm now your sex slave, am I right," asked Nat.

"Very much so Nat. Very much so." I guess I'll just have to see how well Nat will comply and for how long. Life should get interesting.