Return Of The Jedi
My senior year in high school, I made a friend who was a bit nerdy, really into all that sci-fi stuff. I remember one day when his mother came to class to pick him up, and boy was she a sight. She had a beautiful figure and shoulder-length blonde hair, wearing a shirt with the top three buttons undone, and you could see how full she was. Well, I made it a point to get to know her son better, and being the guy that he is, he invited me to come watch "Star Wars" at his house, of all things. Well, I sat through the most boring hours of my life watching Star Wars Episodes one through six. Luckily, he passed out on the couch. His mom had come down for a glass of water, wearing a sports bra and short shorts. I wandered up behind her and pretended to get a drink, bumping into her behind. She turned around, smiled, and asked if I was excited. All I could say was, "Yes." She took my hand and led me to her room. I saw a picture of her husband on her dresser, but no way was I turning back. She explained that he was on a business trip and how she hadn't had sex in two months. She then removed her top, propped me up against the headboard, and lost herself between my legs giving me the most passionate experience of my life. I told her she could "chewie my wookie" anytime, and she laughed, elevating my pleasure. I finished quickly, but she told me to relax and experience her body. I did just that with her giving me pointers. I think I did pretty well from the tone of her moaning. I actually slept in her bed that night with her waking me up early so her son would not see us. Now, I'm hoping her son invites me to see "Lord of the Rings" or some other long movie series so I can be rewarded once again.
— Hal, 19