Finding Comfort In My Son's Friend (Part 2)

"Ohh, it feels so nice," I gasp as Peter's fingers continue to work my clit, the pleasurable sensations pulsing through my pelvic muscles.*Suddenly he stops and a sweet little whimper escapes my mouth, making him smile.*"I didn't finish, Peter," I say, almost pleading.*"Shh, it's okay. I'm not done, Ms Gardner," he says.I clutch desperately at the bottom of my dress, the slick wetness between my thighs soaking through my underwear. Peter leans in once more and kisses me so softly I almost melt against him. He rakes his fingers through my hair and holds me in place, his lips and tongue simultaneously slow dancing against mine. His warm breath tickles. He's such a wonderful, sweet boy.I'm so grateful for the endless care and attention Peter brings to my life, that I decide it's only fair I show him some too. I hesitate for several seconds before slowly snaking my hand down the front of his body and landing it on the bump across the front of bahçesehir escort his jeans. His body suddenly jerks and he stops kissing me. I remove my hand."Oh Peter, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to startle you.*I crossed a line. I'm so very sorry," I say, the words tumbling out of my mouth one after the other."It's okay, Ms Gardner. I just...I didn't expect it," he says, "You don't have to do anything for me, I promise. I want to make you feel good. I don't need anything in return."My heart bursts at this boy's kindness, and it only makes me want to love his body more. I reach for his groin once again, pushing my palm up against it as I lean in to plant a soft kiss on his adam's apple. He groans at the nice sensation below, closing his eyes and parting his soft pink lips."Does that feel good, Peter?" I ask."Yes, Ms Gardner. Thank you..." he whispers, as I continue to rhymetically press my palm into and rub against his stiff bump.I beylikdüzü bayan escort watch his face closely, taking in each and every expression that flashes across his beautiful features. The shock, the smiles, the concentration and furrowed brow. It makes me somewhat sad actually, to think that this wonderful young man has ever experienced heartache when he himself is so perfect.I use both hands to fiddle with the stiff button at the front of his jeans. Once that's undone, I pull the zipper down and slowly reach my hand down the front of his boxers. His eyes shoot open and he looks at me, a little startled. I smile at him and he smiles back, as I wrap my slender fingers around his warm cock and start to rub along it's length.*"That feels really nice, Ms Gardner. Thank you," he says, almost breathlessly.I slowly lift his cock out from his boxers and continue to*pump along it's length with a tender grip. Peter moans escort beylikdüzü and leans forward until our foreheads are attached. His arms hang helplessly by his sides and his soft breaths tickle my nose as I continue to pleasure him with my hand.*"You're such a wonderful young man, Peter, I'm so proud of you," I say, slightly tightening my fist around his beautiful, smooth cock."Mmmm," is all he can respond with as he finds his body overwhelmed with a new pleasure."Oh Peter, I so desperately want you to fill the emptiness inside. It hurts too much," I cry, suddenly letting go of his cock.*Without a second thought, Peter takes me into his arms and holds me as I sob quietly for a few minutes.*"I promise I will do whatever I can, Ms Gardner. I will do whatever it takes*to stop your pain."Once the tears stop, he gives me the kindest smile and wipes them away from my face before sitting on the grass. He reaches out his hand and I take it, joining him on the grass. Peter leans in to kiss my cheek, his hands landing on the front of my shoulders. He slowly pushes me back until I am laying back on the grass as he hovers over me. He leans down to kiss along my collarbone as I run my fingers through his hair.