Young Lust

Young Lust
There was no denying the young, feminie beauty that Jenna’s body held. It was enough to arouse the lustful desire of almost any man. Even a married man, like Kyle. Even though he loved his wife, the lusts and desires of youth were still within him.
As they were rebuilding Vale, he’d first come to notice what an attractive young woman she was becoming. Just recently turned 18, she was at her physical peak. She was always wearing short skirts that revealed her long, luscious thighs. When she bent over, he could clearly see her cut little ass, and her wide hips and small waist gave her that perfect hourglass figure. And she wore a tight vest that perfectly showed her large, round breasts, which could only be described as voluptuous. To make mattes worse, her tops were always low, showing her ample cleavage.
How could any man not notice? She was young, sexy and just the sort of girl to attract men’s lust. It was only natural for a man to notice and appreciate such things, even if he was 40 years old and married. Most married men learned to hide such perving, however, and Kyle was no exception. Still, there was a big difference between looking, and touching and Kyle would never cross that line. He loved his wife, and when he ogled Jenna, it was just sex he was thinking off. Like most men, he tended to think of sex and love as two separate topics.
When his house was rebuilt, he and Dora were finally able to share a bed together. Being reunited after 3 years was joyous, and even though they’d been together for weeks, this had been the first opportunity they’d had to make love and they hadn’t wasted any time. Sex with Dora – the only woman he’d ever been with – was always great and after so long it felt even better. Exhilarating, all thoughts of Jenna and her sexy, young body, vanished from his mind. He fell asleep, content, with his wife. In the morning he woke up and Jenna on his mind. Such a sexy body, like Dora had had when she was young. How he wanted something like that to make love to.
He rolled on top of his wife and gave her a morning fuck, but it wasn’t quite the same. Now, he noticed all the things about Dora that had changed over the years. The way her breasts sagged. The way her crotch no longer gripped as tightly as it once had. Her no longer attractive figure. Even though her womanly opening between her legs was warm and wet – albeit somewhat loose – it was still able to satisfy his manly needs.
And that was all he was doing. As he humped away at Dora, he was no longer making love to her, he was simply having sex with her. There was a difference. Ironically, it was the image of Jenna’s hot young body, and the thought of her wriggling underneath him instead of Dora that kept him going up until the end.
After that, Dora wasn’t interested in sex anymore. Anytime he put th hard word on her, she bluntly refused. And that was when the fantasies started. He pictured Jenna naked, with breasts there were firm, and figure that was hourglass and an opening that fripped what he pushed tightly.
Still they were just fantasies, and there was a difference between fantasising and doing. And he was a married man, he’d never betray Dora like that. Still, he had an urge of man that couldn’t be satisfied the usual way, so he had to resort to the old fashioned way.
It had been so long since he’d last masturbated that he wouldn’t have been surprised if he’d forgotten how. And every time he thought of Jenna’s young body, and what it would be like to fuck in comparison to Dora’s.
Eventually, it was simply not enough. He couldn’t get her out of his mind, it was maddening. He was married, he loved his wife, he couldn’t do this!
It was while going to visit Jenna’s dad one day that it all came to a head. He knocked at the door and Jenna answered. She was wearing his favourite outfit, the mini skirt and the tight top with the low cut that exposed her cleavage.
Damn, she’s hot! He thought, trying to keep his eyes of her chest.
“Hi, is your dad home?” he asked nonchalantly.
“No, everyone’s out at the moment, but come in, I’ll make you a drink.” She smiled sweetly and led him in. How could he refuse such an offer? She walked ahead of him, swaying those nice hips and perfect ass at him, it was almost as though she was teasing him with his desires.
“I’ll put the kettle on to make some tea.”
“Thank you.” While she sat the teapot on the fire, Kyle stood behind her, while she stared out the window.
“He shouldn’t be long now,” she said, while Kyle longed to grope her. If only he was younger.
Without realising or intending to, his hands gently laid upon her petite waist, just over the slops of her hips. She drew a sharp intake of breath, but didn’t resist.
I shouldn’t be doing this, he thought. But he couldn’t help himself. One hand gently trailed down the side of her hip, then gently cupped her butt. It was so firm and petite, just like Dora’s used to be. His other hand snaked round and laid upon the flat of her belly, while he gripped her rear.
She still didn’t tell him to stop. He leaned over her and peered down her top at her ample cleavage. From here, he could just make out her pink nipples. Even though he knew he should stop now, the hand on her belly crawled up and seized one firm, sizeable breast. He squeezed it gently, enjoying the feel of it. Dora’s used to feel like that, but not any more.
His erection throbbed painfully in his pants and he felt like he would blow at any moment. Finally, he let go of the girl he desired and pulled away.
“I’m sorry, Jenna, that was wrong of me to do that. I- I should go.”
“Wait.”
She turned around to face him, she was blushing slightly and an impish smile was playing on her rosebud lips.
“Actually, I kind of enjoyed that…” Her arms wrapped around his head, she stood on her tip toes and hissed him on the lips. Kyle could only blink in surprise. She pulled her lips away and looed him in the ey. “It’s been a while since I’ve slept with anyone and I’m feeling kind of horny.” She smiled devilishly. “And I’ve always wanted to know what it’s like to be with someone older and more experienced.”
“But, what if your father finds out?”
“Actually, none of them will be home for hours.” Kyle needed no further invitation. Undoing the drawstrings of her blouse, he released her tits with pink nipples and began gently kneading them the way he knew Dora enjoyed it. She moaned in pleasure.
“Let’s go to my room.” Laying on her bed, Kyle gave Jenna a passionate kiss while he played with her tits, squeezing them and playing with her nipples. His other hand worked desperately to unbuckle his pants. Getting eager, he pulled one tit into his mouth and began sucking her nipple, while both hands got his pants undone and around his ankles.
“Mmm… yes…” He popped her nipple out of his mouth and pressed his face close to hers. “Don’t stop…” she whispered.
“I won’t.” He ran his hand along her smooth thighs and up her skirt. Finding the edge of her knickers, he pulled them down around her ankles, then positioned himself between her legs.
He ceased his kissing and took her other nipple into his mouth and began sucking deeply, making Jenna moan excitedly. With one hand, he hiked up her skirt, and quickly began exploring her crotch, noticing she shaved her pubic hair, just like Dora used to.
“Play with me,” Jenna begged, and Kyle could barely contain himself. He hadn’t been this excited since he lost his virginity with Dora in the hayloft in her father’s barn. She’d been younger and prettier, then.
Kyle pulled his hand away and positioned his knob at her opening. He couldn’t believe he was doing this! Fulfilling his greatest desire. With one firm thrust, Kyle pushed himself all the way up to the hilt inside Jenna. She was so wet that he slid in easily. It was far to forceful for a girl if it was a first time, but as Kyle had just discovered, Jenna was no virgin. He knew the feel of taking a woman’s virginity from Dora in the hayloft, and knew what it was like. Perhaps that’s what made the first time so special.
“ooh… yeah… mmm…” Jenna purred pleasurably at the feeling of Kyle’s engorged member inside of her. He quickly began thrusting, hard and fast. She was so unbelievably tight, just like Dora had been at first. He lost interest in sucking her breasts, or kissing her lips as he fucked her tight, hot twat. She moaned loudly with ecstasy as she came higher and higher until Kyle stopped fully inside her and emptied his load inside her young pussy.
He hadn’t had that much fun since Dora was young. He lay there, twitching for a while, before finally pulling out and laying next to the young girl, exhausted. No, she was a woman now, no doubt about it. He hadn’t managed to give Jenna an orgasm, and it was obvious that she was not entirely satisfied because of it. But then, he’d really only been interested in satisfying himself. They lay there for a while, silent, until Jenna go tup, pulling her knickers up and did her top up again. Kyle pulled up his own pants and buckled the belt.
Fun, though it had been, it didn’t leave him entirely satisfied emotionally. He had been having sex, not, making love and that was why. There was only one woman he could truly make love to, and that was the woman he loved: Dora.
He and Jenna said little as Kyle left, never making eye contact, but when Kyle got home that night, the first thing he did was take Dora to their room. There he fucked her long and slow, for he was making love not having sex, and that’s what made all the difference and left him truly satisfied. It wasn’t the physical connection, but the emotional one. That night, Kyle and Dora remembered with one another the pleasures of young lust and making love.