The Ride Home from the Beach

In my ten years of marriage, I never considered cheating on my husband. He is attractive, although developing the middle-age spread, a good lover, although the episodes are getting shorter and farther apart, and a good provider. He is ten years older than I am, but when we were married, he was an exciting, fun guy to be around…Maybe it was the fact that our lives were stuck in the rut of routine that caused the following events to occur. At any rate, I am now an adulterer. As I sit writing this story, my belly growing with the child of my lover, I am trying to ponder my next move.I am a 34-year-old high school teacher. I am 5’7, 125 pounds with brown hair and eyes. I ran track in high school and college and I still maintain my 35C- 25- 34 figure with five visits to the gym every week. My male students are always flirting with me but I am a no-nonsense teacher and usually cut them off before they get themselves in trouble. I also dress as conservatively as I can. Oh, I notice how attractive some of my students are. A few in the past have actually been surprising gentlemen. I just respect my marriage, and my job.One weekend, my husband, decided to take me to the beach for the day. Our local beach is separated from the town by a conservation area. It’s a 15 mile drive through a sanctuary to get to the beach. We had a great time soaking up the sun, playing Frisbee and bodysurfing. As usual, the guys at the beach enjoyed looking at my attributes. I always enjoyed the ego boost but then again, there were plenty of other girls they were looking at as well. On the way home, my husband’s truck started missing and began lurching.Damn fuel pump! I’ve been having problems with it for weeks.Suddenly, the motor stalled and we drifted to a stop on the side of the road.Nothing like waiting ?Till the last minute to fix it, huh? I lamented.He looked at me with a look that let me know I was better off silent. He popped the hood and climbed out of the truck.

I got out and stood beside him as he peered into the engine compartment.About this time, a car passed by us and slowed to a stop in front of us. It was a large convertible filled with kids coming back from the beach. The driver stepped out of the car and walked over to us. Shane Billups had been a student of mine a couple of years ago. Since graduated, the ex-jock stood 6’2 with black hair and blue eyes. It was easy to see why his car had a few girls in it. I thought I recognized you Ms. Perkins. Having some car trouble?Fuel pump, replied my husband. Think you could run my wife into town and get me a new one?I could smell the odor of marijuana in the air, and I’m sure my husband could too.Not a prob’, hop in the car Ms. Perkins.My husband gave me some instructions and as I turned to go he said, Don’t get too high!I climbed in the front seat between Shane and another guy. There were two girls and another boy in the back. As we started down the road, a joint materialized from the back seat. Shane took a hit and passed it to me. I took it and was about to pass it to Shawn, the guy sitting next to me.Come on Ms Perkins. School’s out. Lighten up a little and relax! It had been a few years since I’d smoked pot, but I took a small puff and passed it to Shawn. I felt the burn in my lungs and held the smoke as long as I could.There you go, was Shane’s only response.In no time the joint made its way around to me again, and again, and again. And each time, I took a hit. By the time we arrived at the auto parts store, I was high as a kite.We picked up the part and headed back out to where my husband was busily working on his truck. He kept his tools in the cargo box of his truck, so he was pretty involved when we arrived.Here’s your parts honey. Want me to stay and help?He looked up at me and smiled. You’re stoned! This is going to be trickier than I thought. You’d be more of a hindrance than a help. Go party. I’ll

See you in a few hours.I kissed him goodbye and told him I’d have Shane give me a ride home. I let him know dinner would be on the table when he got there.As we headed back to town, I asked Shane to drop me off at my house.What’s your hurry Ms. Perkins? Wanna come to a party?I knew I should have gone home, but the combination of my buzz and Shane’s infectious smile clouded my better judgment. Besides, my husband did give me permission to go party.Well, maybe for a couple of hours, I replied. And my name is Jen.Sure thing Jen. With that he patted me on the knee and I felt a shockwave travel up the inside of my thigh.Shane came from money. He lived in an older section of town where the houses were on gated property and set well back from the street. As we pulled up to the palatial residence, there were already several cars parked in the loop.Shane invited me in and escorted me to the back of the house where the pool area was. There were probably 15 to 20 people either in the pool or lounging around by it. The smell of weed was everywhere and the blender at the poolside bar seemed to never stop running.I had on my bikini from the beach, but had put on a pair of tennis shorts prior to leaving.Shane gestured for me to sit next to him and I accepted the offer, sitting on the edge of the pool with my legs dangling in the water. You wanna drink? I think the drink du jour is Pina Colada.Before I could answer, Shane had jumped up and walked to the bar where he quickly made two cocktails. He handed one to me upon his return and again sat down beside me.I had severe cottonmouth from the pot and took a long gulp from my drink, feeling its contents warm my insides on the way down.You’re not so tough once you take off the teacher costume, he smiled at me. I caught him glancing down at my breasts, provocatively displayed in my swim top.I couldn’t very well let you kids run all over me now could I Shane?I never got away with shit in your class. You were tough! Equals now though, right? Right, I replied.With that we did a handshake and started laughing. I was relaxed, probably too relaxed. But I was enjoying myself and the break from the routine. I suddenly caught myself looking down at the bulge in Shane’s crotch and quickly looked up. He was returning my stare and I wondered if he had noticed.Shane and I continued to make small talk.

Apparently, his parents were in Europe for the summer and he had remained behind to attend summer classes at the local college. Eventually a joint made it around to us. There wasn’t much left to it and Shane commented on it.You’re always screwed when you’re at the end of the line.He stood up and extended his hand to me.Come on. I’ve got a secret stash.We stopped briefly at the bar to freshen our drinks and then he led me upstairs and down a long hall to a bedroom. Upon entering, it was immediately apparent that this was a guy’s room. Spartan in decoration except for the trophies on the wall and a huge bed situated near the entrance to a private bathroom.Have a seat, he gestured as he walked towards his dresser. While he was rummaging around in one of his drawers, I sat down on the edge of his bed.He walked over to the bed and sat down next to me. He had a small glass pipe and a lighter in his hand.Hash.With that he lit the bowl and took a slow draw from it and exhaled.Careful, don’t take too much.Before I could take a hit, he stopped me and stated, Here, let me shotgun it to you.What’s that?I take a hit and then blow it into your mouth as you inhale. That way you won’t get too much.He took a hit from the pipe and then leaned towards me. As he did, he reached across with his left arm and placed it on my right thigh to steady himself. It startled me at first, but he was already leaning

Into me and had placed his lips an inch away from mine. As he gently blew the smoke out, I sucked it in to my lungs. I felt the pit of my stomach tighten up as I became so very aware of our closeness. As he finished, he gently pecked me on the lips with his and pulled away.Always better when you do that with the opposite sex, he smirked.I see! I feigned disdain with a smile. In reality I was aroused.Now you try, Shane said, and handed me the pipe.I repeated what I had seen him do, and again he leaned into me. This time, when he placed his hand on my thigh, he seemed to caress it more than grab it. It was more like I sighed the smoke out and into his mouth. When I finished blowing, Shane kept his face where it was, inches from mine. He exhaled and whispered, You forgot the end part.I did?Yeah. We’re going to have to keep doing this until you learn to do it right. He leaned in and pecked my lips again.Really?Yes. He leaned in and kissed me again. I let him.Practice makes perfect.He kissed me again, this time toying with my lips with his tongue. I opened my mouth to let him in, teasing his tongue with my own.He ran his right hand up through my hair and grabbed the back of my head, pulling me to him in a long, slow, passionate kiss.Maybe it was the pot, maybe the alcohol. Or maybe it was just the fact that I had needs that had not been met in a long while. Suddenly gone from my thoughts were my husband on the side of the road, fixing his truck.

I had a man built like Adonis preparing to take me, and I wanted it to happen. The fact that it was one of my former students, added to the taboo.Shane suddenly broke our kiss and stood up. He bent and lifted me in his arms like I was a child. I yelped in surprise and then giggled, throwing my arms around his neck and pulling him to me in another long kiss. He carried me around to the side of the bed and gently lay me down. He pulled his shirt off, exposing his chiseled physique before climbing on top of me.We resumed our heated exchange and for the first time in years, I was making out.Sometimes he was on top, sometimes I was. But as we continued to maul each other with wet, deep kissing, the passion continued to grow. We were dry humping each other to the point that I actually experienced an orgasm.While I was on top of Shane, he suddenly pulled the strings to my top that kept it tied and pulled it away from me. He pulled me to him and took my left breast into his mouth.Shane! Oh baby that feels so good!Electricity shot through me as Shane did things with his mouth that I had never felt before. His hands ran down my back and he cupped my ass pulling me into his crotch. I could feel the thickness of his cock against me.Suddenly, Shane rolled over on top of me, still working on first one breast, then the other.I felt his hands unbuttoning my shorts. All I could do was run my hands through his gorgeous hair and encourage him.Yessss! Oh yes Shane! Make love to me!He practically ripped my shorts off of me and I couldn’t have cared less. I had never been so aroused in my life. I was no completely exposed to him and I could see the approval in his eyes. You’re perfect!Shane was in a kneeling position straddling me and I quickly sat up to help him remove his shorts. I undid the snap and separated the Velcro. His cock hit me in the face when it popped out ? And what a cock it was!It was as big around as a paper towel roll, and nearly as long, probably 10 inches. The rumors I had heard about him around school were true. I took it in my hands and made an attempt to put it in my mouth, but Shane had other ideas.Later! I can’t wait.He pushed me back on the bed and climbed between my legs. I used my feet to pull his

Shorts all the way off.When I felt the head of his cock enter my vagina, I got scared.Shane, please go slow baby. I’m not used to that size.i’ll go as slow as it takes Jen. I would never hurt you.The way he talked to me was as much a turn on as his body.He propped himself up on his hands and slowly eased his monster cock into me. He’d put it in an inch and fuck me with it for a few strokes before advancing it another inch. I felt my pussy walls stretching wider than they ever had.I had my hands on his hips and worked with his rhythm. Orgasm after orgasm rocked through me. I already knew I wanted to be with Shane again. I was fucking a real man and a fantastic lover.In no time, Shane had worked his entire cock into me. He lay down on top of me and allowed me to get used to his size.You okay baby? He whispered into my ear. I love the way you feel inside.He began to gently nibble on my ear and kiss me, tenderly at first. At the same time he slowly swiveled his hips, moving his cock around inside me.You have no idea what you’re doing to me Shane babeee, just don’t stop!I had no intention of stopping. You wanna see me again? Yes! And again and again….His strokes became longer and harder and I pushed my hips up to meet his thrusts. I clawed at his back with my nails and smothered him with kisses. I felt like I was going to pass out with the pleasure. My husband hadn’t given me a strong orgasm in years, and now I had lost count of how many earth-shattering explosions Shane was giving me.He rolled me over on top of him and I rode him to many more as he massaged my breasts…Fuck Shane coming….I collapsed on him in exhaustion, my hair matted around my face. He stroked my back and kissed me.We’re not done yet honey.I don’t think I have another orgasm left in me.Don’t worry; I might be able to coax a few more.He rolled me off of him and pulled his still hard cock out of me. He then rolled me over onto my stomach.Oh Shane, honey, please be gentle.I’m trying to drive you crazy, not drive you off. Relax.With that he pressed his cock between my ass cheeks and gently sawed it back and forth along my anal cleft.Mm, that feels nice! I love your big cock touching me.

I instinctively spread my legs allowing him better access and, accepting the invitation, he entered me once again.He slid his cock all the way in and I felt the head nudge my cervix.Fuck me babe, oh shit fuck me..I could do this to you every day Jen you feel fantastic! He pistoned in and out of me like a machine. He was tireless. I couldn’t stop myself from moaning as, true to his word, I came again and again. I felt him pick up the pace and I arched my back, feeling him go even deeper. With one last thrust, he impaled me and I felt him shudder. Then I felt the vibration of his come filling me. He groaned, as he pumped more and more of his seed into me. Only then did my head clear long enough to realize that we had not used any protection. After having two children from a previous marriage, my husband had had a vasectomy. We had never had a desire to have children. Now my womb was filled with the fertile sperm of a 20-year-old. Still I encouraged him. Fuck baby, I feel you coming in me. Cum in me please…Shane collapsed on top of me, kissing my neck, my face and any other part of me he could reach. I turned my head to suck his tongue into my mouth. Finally, he rolled off of me, but pulled me to him in a tight embrace. We continued to kiss. I meant what I said about seeing you again, he said between kisses. I’m married, and I’m older than you. Why me? Because i’ve had a crush on you since the 10th grade. Today was like a dream come true. Now I’m lying next to the best lover i’ve ever had. That’s why you. The boy knew all the right things to say. I looked up at the clock on Shane’s dresser. Shit! You have to get me

Home! We didn’t say much as we put our clothes back on. Semen poured out of my well-fucked vagina, but I let my shorts soak it up.As we settled into his car, Shane leaned over and gave me another breathtaking kiss.That’s the goodbye kiss I can’t give you in front of your house. Call me.I made it into the house and had leftovers warmed and waiting for my husband when he arrived home, greasy and sweaty.I heard the front door shut while I was in the shower, washing away all evidence of mytryst, but not my lingering desire, and definitely not my confusion.How was the party?Lot’s of dumb kids. But the pot was good.My email id [email protected] OR [email protected]