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By (user no longer on site) OP 15 weeks ago
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Now questioning her want to come over, was it to confront me or mock me. She continues 'were you wanking whistvyou watched?' I obviously did not answer. 'You are sitting foward alot, are you hard now?' No words I could say at this stage either. She puts her hand on my shoulder and presses gently back, I willingly lean back and my cock is tent like in my jeans. 'When did you last fuck?' She asks. 'If i'm honest.... its been, well, its....'. She talks sternly, 'simple questions only require simple answers'. '2 years' I lie. 'Me too' she says. I'm unsure if she is lying but i like where its leading. 'My mum just let's herself in doesn't she?' She says walking towards the back door. 'Yes, yes she does' I reply. She locks the back door, 'just to be safe' she says, and then removes her thin jumper. She then kicks off her shoes and sheds her linen trousers. 'We can't let my mum have all the fun..... strip or go soft' she laughs. I don't need no second invite. As I do so she moves the two wine glasses from the coffee table, downing hers and handing me mine. I do the same.
She gets on all 4s on the coffee table. Her white lace ass pointing directly towards me. Thicker than a thong, less than full ass clad. A satin triangle sits in the middle, brazilian, french, aussie?? Who cares. Her tits hang low even in her bra. I tell her to wait a minute and dart upstairs to the spare room. I come down and when she sees me her eyes widen. I place a free standing tall mirror in front of her up against the wall. 'You dirty fucker' she says smiling. I couldn't tell her her mum had called me something similar to that not so long ago. I go back behind her. As I peel her white lace down to her thighs my face presses in, her recent shower was obviously a deep clean, my tongue pushing in from behind.... her moans are low. No bush needing trimmed. She says quietly 'fuck me', the similarities uncanny. I needed to test her boundaries though, it may be my one and only chance to fuck her. After a few minutes of enjoying her tastes without any flooding, I stood behind her. She was smiling, 'I need this' she says in a very deliberate manner. I walk round to beside her head. My solid cock pushed towards her mouth from the side, she watches herself in the mirror before I move round to block her. 'Wait wait' she says, taking a hairband from her wrist and into her hair to create a high ponytail. I pull her bra straps down and let her tits fall out. They were huge. I held her head in place as she gripped my thighs. She needed no encouragement. Her head and neck worked like a piston. Her lips firmly secured round my cock and she worked me like a pro. Had I not fucked her mother a few days ago the fun would have been over by now. I pulled out her mouth. She wasn't even out of breath. She then grabs her tits and thrust them forward, my cock now in between them. I knew it wouldnt work but i'm all for trying 'Fuck, that never works, I want that in me now', she said. I just smile down on her. I walk behind her, her white lace i pull up then off to the side, half wedgie. I then push my cock in behind her. No build up, no caring like I did for her mum before, thrusting straight in. 'Holy fuck' she says laughing and smiling into the mirror back at me. I pull back on her ponytail, so much easier with long hair. I pull back gently with both hands. Her head tilted right back, her back arched and her pussy being filled, SPANK, SPANK, SPANK, I watch in the mirror as her tits bounce. Much more controlled than her mothers. They bounce in time, firm. 'Ohhhhhh myyyyyy godddddddddd'' her legs trembling underneath her. 'Get off get off' she shouts. I pull out uncertain as to what's happening.... she jumps off the coffee table and onto the sofa, whipping off her lace which i gather in my hand, her legs akimbo, 'quick eat me out.... hurry hurry'. I dive down onto my knees, my face straight in between her hairless pussy, her hand grabs my hair. 'Thumb in my ass.... NOW' she orders. Her back arched away from the sofa, her tits standing out, she bucks her hips and floods my face. Not gushing, this is extreme squirting. I was like a dog trying to catch the water from a garden hose in the summer. My face drenched. She collapses back into the sofa, apologising she should have warned me but it doesn't always happen. She smiles 'i owe you big time' she says. 'Your face is a mess and you haven't cum yet, bet you've never had that before'. I just smile. She jumps up and starts kissing me, my hands instinctively up to feel her tits. They feel just as good as they look. My hand goes between her legs. She bats it away, she feels her panties on my other hand. 'Keep them pervert.... its a bit sensitive for now, let's shower', she speaks through her kisses as she cleans her own juices from my face. I choose not to say its happened to me relatively recently.
Once upstairs I chuck her panties onto the bedroom floor in the hope that she is good for her word.
She walks into the ensuite shower first, turns it on, and gets on her knees. She goes to take the bra off which only wraps round her middle, 'no no' i say 'leave it on'. She looks at me puzzled. I have additional thrusting in mind. I'm thinking this woman might be wanting repeat performances. She kneels directly under the shower flow. She takes my semi hard cock coated in her juices into her mouth. She then grabs my thumb and sucks it, I soon remember her instruction for it from downstairs. My cock now solid and well sucked she stands, smiling, waiting...... I look at her body up and down, admiring, smiling..... I take the soap and lather her body..... something inside me says she wants taken, she wants instruction, she wants cum. With her tits lathered and her pussy no longer tender to touch, I turn her away from me. I press my cock in behind her. She bends at the waist waiting. 'No no' i put her hands behind her to the small of her back then press her up against the cold tiles. She let's out a shriek, her mother didn't, before I slide my cock deep into her pussy. Each thrust sliding her tits up and down, 'you kinky fucking bastard' she keeps repeating, 'thats so sore but so good', her nipples obviously much more sensative. As the tiles warmed to her slippery tits she pushes away and bends forward. The bra strap now in use i pull her back onto my cock. Her legs tremble. SPANK, SPANK, underneath the water. My thumb positioned back teasing her tight hole. I know what's happening below. 'Stop stop' she says before going down on her knees. 'This is so embarrassing, its just too sensitive'. She grabs a towel and goes out the shower. She sits on the bed. I walk out still wet. Cock bobbing around just as Linda had experienced in the same setting.
She looks at me, 'i'll make it up to you'. She turns and lies on her front, her legs off he bed. 'Go slowly until I say'. She pulls an ass cheek to the side to expose her tight hole. I go down on my knees and dart my tongue around. 'I may hang around a bit longer than I thought if you keep doing that' she said through her moans. 'I hope you do' I say as I push the tip deep into her. In this instance she was not like her mother. Cock tip to 7 inches was a quick slide in, it was the bounce that had to be slow and deliberate. I smiled but inside wanted to see her face, her tits. I asked if she'd go on her back, legs over my shoulders. She did, eagerly. My cock slid back in. Each push thrusting her up the bed a little more. I was close to exploding deep inside her. Her arms flew up as her tits bounced on top of her and to the sides. My concentration was to hold off for another thrust each time..... my grunts got louder, as she squirted up onto my stomach I grabbed her thighs knowing it was soon to be over. Her hands uncontrollable above her, she flicked out the thong from under the pillow and it landed on the floor. She was too busy being fucked to notice, but even more concerning.... so was I. I came deep and hard inside her ass. She turned her body, freed her legs, and face me without any issue, instantly taking me into her mouth to clean up. My cock and balls soaking with cum, her ass juice and her squirts. She moaned with pleasure as she cleaned me up. My body was spent. She lay beside me for a while before saying she must get home. She rolled off the bed and found the thong. She laughed, 'crossdresser or liar about 2 years?' My eyes widened. She saw my reaction and looked closer. It was indeed the missing jigsaw piece 'Oh my fucking God........ i'm going to be sick' she screamed, chucked the thong at me, and ran downstairs. She grabbed her clothes downstairs before hearing the back door slam.
When i looked in the shower her soaked bra was still there, matched with her soaking, of a dfferent sort, panties on the bedroom floor. I lay smiling...... I guess thats a good enough memory to keep from Australia.
Ten minutes later I get a text from Linda...... 'i guess she'll be going back to Australia quicker than she came here? - i guess i'll be seeing you again very soon'.
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