I retrieved my hand from under Susan’s skirt when the lift arrived at the ground floor:
Me: Isn’t this exciting? I feel so turned on now!
Susan: You naughty, cheeky boy! Still dare to say this after molesting me in the lift! You’re making me wet, you know!
Me: You can molest me back all you want on the way back up then, baby.
Just then, the lift doors opened and as soon as we stepped out, a strong gust of wind came and got Susan’s skirt flying. She dropped the umbrella and tried as best she could to keep her skirt down. I tried to help by holding on to her buttocks area.
Susan: Not here, sweetie! Not here. Later people might see us!
I immediately got my hands off her and stepped back upon hearing that no-nonsense tone of hers. She was pretty serious about it, and I couldn’t blame here. She’s been living here for more than 20 years already so most people knows her and Uncle. All it takes is for just one person to know and all things will fall apart.
But the wind died down soon and we walked slowly towards the market in the heavy rain. I held up the umbrella while Susan concentrated on keeping her skirt from flying all over the place. I managed to maintain a close enough distance to ensure that most of our bodies were covered from the rain, but not so close as to show intimacy. Susan felt assured that the rain was heavy enough to reduce visibility to a minimum, so that no one would notice us walking this closely together.
As we made our way slowly towards the market, we got more and more wet from the rain. I could feel the lower part of my shorts being damp, and when I looked down to inspect, I saw that Susan’s skirt was starting to get wet too. Part of it was sticking to her thigh and showed off her figure a little bit. It turned me on to see her so vulnerable and helpless and well, wet.
It was quite a relief when we finally got to the block leading to the market. It we good to get out of the rain, but by then, my shorts were almost completely soaked - it was pretty easy to see that I wasn’t wearing anything underneath as wet parts of my shorts were clinging onto my skin. Susan was not as drenched as I had held the umbrella closer to her.
There wasn’t many people at the stalls that day, thanks to the downpour, but we still had to queue up behind 2 people at the mee rebus stall. Susan was in front of me, and when I looked down, I saw her buttocks just inches away from my crotch. Knowing that she had no panties underneath made me want to touch her butt there and then! But I could see that Susan was even more nervous now as she was looking left and right to see of anyone was looking at her. She was also consciously holding on to the sides of her skirt. That made her buttocks stand out even more! I couldn’t take it anymore and brushed the back of my right hand across her bum in a move like I was trying to tie up the umbrella in my left hand. Susan glanced back at me, startled, and I flashed my cheeky grin at her. Surprisingly, she smiled back at me! But then she looked around nervously again to see if anyone had noticed. Thankfully, no one was looking.
We finally got to our turn and were able to order without incident. We got 2 packets to go in the end - Susan decided that she needed a second round of breakfast. Just as we were a about to head off, we heard a lady’s voice calling from behind.
Lady: Hi, Susan! How come you are not working today?
It was a lady who was about Susan’s age, but that was about all the similarity between them. This lady was slim and rather petite, with long straight hair tied up in a pony tail. She was dressed in home clothes - a fitting pink T-shirt and white shorts. The fitting top showed off her medium-sized breasts; not big definitely, but looked rather attractive on that small frame. Her face looked slightly Japanese.
Lady: I didn’t expect to see you down here on a weekday.
Susan looked nervous that very instant and stammered as she tried to reply:
Susan: Oh… Hi Irene… Ya… ya, not working today. Got something to do at home.
So her name was Irene; never heard Susan mention her before.
Irene: Getting breakfast, huh? Oh, so this is your tenant you told me about?
Irene turned to look at me, and I could have swore that she glanced at me from head to toe in that instant! That was strange. I wondered what Susan had told her about me.
Susan: Ya, this is my tenant… I was showing him where the mee rebus stall is, coz he said he likes mee rebus.
Irene: Ah, so nice of you ah. I would do the same if I were you; he’s such a handsome boy!
Irene was smiling cheekily. Both Susan and I were surprised at that comment, and I started to blush a little.
Susan: Ya lah, coz he is a nice young man, so I must treat him well.
Irene: Lucky you! You have someone to accompany you at home, even though your hubby has gone to work. Not like me, stay at home alone to do the housework. No children to accompany me also.
I later learnt that Irene and her husband did not have any children so it was just the two of them living in their flat.
Susan: Then rent out one of your rooms lah. Can have make some money and have some company…
Irene: Aiyah, my hubby don’t like the idea. Say later if got things so missing, or if the person is a trouble-maker, then it would be more of a headache. He even said that he’s worried I might have an affair if it was a guy! Haha!
Susan who was just starting to relax into the conversation suddenly got tense again.
Susan: Ooh… er… Hahaha (nervously)…
Irene: Okay lah, won’t bother you anymore. Later your mee rebus cold already then not nice. If later rain not so heavy, I go look for you okay?
Susan: Ya, sure… Not a problem… See you then.
Irene: Bye!
Irene glanced at me again with a smile as she turned to leave, and as she did, I noticed there was a slight imprint of her panties against her white shorts - pretty sure she had red panties under there!
Continued…
We made our way back up to Susan’s flat in the still pouring rain. I would have thought that I could do more cheeky things to her, but it got so cold and damp that it wasn’t funny anymore. By the time we got into the lift, all I was thinking of was to take a hot shower and enjoy my hot Mee rebus. I had a feeling Susan was thinking the same thing.
True enough, as soon as we reached home, Susan dashed for the masterbedroom bathroom.
Susan: Brrrr, I need to take a hot shower first. Why don’t you have one too in the other bathroom.
I didn’t even had the chance to answer and Susan had already disappeared into her room. There was a slight thought to follow her, but since she already asked me to use the other bathroom, it’s best not to bother her, I thought. So I dashed to the common bathroom and turned on the hot water. It was heaven to have the hot shower on my after being drenched in the cold rain outside. What a stupid idea it was to go out in this terrible weather! And to think I had made Susan go out to buy breakfast in the rain just to prove that she loves me! What a monster I was! I decided I had to make it up to her. With the hot shower ‘defrosting’ my body, naughty thought started forming in my mind.
After I had spent quite some time enjoying the warmth in the bathroom, I switched off the water and got ready to leave the bathroom. But I realized something - there was no towel! In my haste to get to the shower, I had forgotten to get my towel from the room! Putting on my wet clothes was not an option at all, so I poked my head out the bathroom door a little and called for Susan. It was either she was still in the shower, or the roar of the pouring rain was too loud for her to hear me, but after several attempts, I gave up. What the hell, since there was no one in the house except for us, I could just make a quick run back to my room! I could take care of the wet floor after getting my clothes on later. So with my wet clothes bundled in one hand, I tip-toed out of the bathroom and made my way towards my room.
It felt cold at first but it was not as bad as when we were downstairs. Plus just the thought of running thought the place buck naked and wet from head to toe made it really exciting! I was actually enjoying myself along the way, until I made the turn connecting the kitchen to the living area…
At first my mind could not process what was in front of me, as it was totally unexpected! And my only immediate reaction was to stand frozen on the spot, and clasp my bundle of wet clothes against my crotch - it was Irene!
Continued…
She had both hands clasped on her mouth, and eyes wide staring at me, well, actually glancing from head to toe like she had done at the coffee shop. I stood there frozen for what felt like hours, before realizing what was happening and decided to skirt around her, keeping a distance and keeping my front facing her at all times. It was like I was at a roundabout heading towards the 12 o’clock exit. And all the while she had her eyes fixed on me, mostly at the crotch area, and I could see a smile forming on her lips. There was no denying that she was enjoying the moment after the initial surprise. As soon as I was close to my room door, I started walking backwards, fumbling to open it behind me, and retreated to the safety of my room. Irene did not advance nor did she walk away. She just stood there staring till the door closed completely.
What the hell was happening?! Why was Irene in the house, and where the hell was Susan?!! The master bedroom door was still shut tight when I passed by during my ‘moonwalk’. How could Irene get in on her own? I quickly toweled myself dry and put on a pair of short and t-shirt. Then I slowly and cautiously opened the door to start my investigation.
Irene was no longer standing close to my room door, but was now seated on the sofa in the living room instead. She looked at me with a sly grin as I walked tentatively towards her. She did that head to toe look again. And just when I was about to ask her my first question, I heard the other room door open behind me.
Susan: Oh good, you are out of the shower. Glad to see that you are already keeping Irene company.
Irene: Yes, he came out to keep me company as soon as he was out of the shower!
Irene had an even wider grin when she said that. I knew she had said that on purpose in front of Susan. But clueless Susan just smiled back politely.
Susan: See, now you know why I told you that he is a god boy, right?
Irene: Yeah… really very nice….
Me: But…. How did Irene get in? I thought both of us were in the shower?
Susan: Oh, I was in my room first, but before I got into the shower, I heard her knocking on the door. Luckily I haven’t started. If not, she would have been left outside.
So that was how Irene got in. I couldn’t even hear a thing due to the shower and the pouring rain, which showed no sign of stopping.
Susan: Come, let’s go the kitchen to have some warm coffee and Mee rebus.
Susan was acting her normal self again. Not even showing the slightest sign of nervousness even though Irene was around. But Irene looked like she knew more than just the fact that she saw me naked just now. Her eyes just somehow said, “I think I know what’s going on here”.
When we were all seated at the dining table with hot coffee and the Mee rebus:
Irene: So, just the two of you alone at home today? You two must spend quite a lot of time together…
Susan: Well, yes, when my hubby is out at work. And today he is out of town so it’s just us in the house. And good that you came over to chit chat! It’s been quite a while.
Irene: Yeah I know. But hope I am not interrupting anything…
Susan: Don’t be silly. I was just doing some housework; what could you be interrupting?
Irene: Oh I don’t know… Maybe you wanted to spend some time alone together… just the two of you… you know…
Susan started to look a little nervous now.
Susan: What? Why would I want to spend time alone with him? What are you hinting at, Irene?
She was really starting to get nervous now. So I decided to to try to ‘diffuse’ the situation a little.
Me: Yeah… Susan is a real nice landlady and always takes care of me. That’s why I am also nice to her.
Irene: Oh, is that so? You mean she is so nice to you that you even call her ‘baby’?
Then it all hit me - she had heard me when I was calling out for Susan to get me a towel earlier! Because I thought that it was just me and Susan alone at home, I didn’t think twice to call her ‘baby’, just like when we were being intimate with each other. What a disaster to be caught off-guard like that!
Irene was smiling at me again - actually more of a wide grin than a smile - and then again at Susan, who was now looking more shocked than anything else.
Susan: You… what… What are you talking about?
Me: I… yeah, I… didn’t know.
Irene: Yes, I heard you loud and clear when you were calling, “baby, baby” from the bathroom. Who else would you be calling? Oh my god! Don’t tell me you were calling for Susan to join you in the shower!! Was that the case?! Oh my god!
Irene had her hands cupped to her mouth again, which still failed to hide her wide, happy grin.
Me: No, no, I was just asking her to get my towel…
Irene: So you were calling Susan your ‘baby’!! I knew it! Haha!
I immediately turned bright red in the face; she had snared me with her witty trap.
Me: Oh crap, I… I mean…
I could not defend myself; it was already out in the open. I turned to Susan apologetically, but before I could say anything:
Susan: Irene, we were only having fun. Please help me keep this a secret…
Irene: So you really are having sex with this handsome boy! Oh m God! I just somehow knew it! I often wondered how can you not be tempted when you have this young thing living in the same flat as you, especially when your husband is out all the time! You horny woman you!
She was grinning and so excited when she was saying this: like one of those Hong Kong busybody drama housewives you see on TV.
Susan: Ya lah. I admit that I was horny. But I have told you before how things are between me and my husband right? You know how long I have not been having sex, right? So please don’t tell anyone about this, okay? Just let this be a secret between us sisters, can?
Irene seemed to be convinced by what Susan said, and she pondered over it for a while. Her smile faded a bit, then came back with an evil tinge to it:
Irene: Don’t worry, I promise to keep this a secret, but….. I want to see!
Both Susan and I stared at her dumbly, eyes blinking in puzzlement.
Susan: What do you mean ‘want to see’?
Irene: Since I can’t experience it, I want to see it. I want to see you… you two doing it!
Susan: Huh?! You mean… How can?! Please lah, Irene…
Irene: Come on, just pretend I am not here. Just pretend like it is just the two of you alone at home. Please, please? If you just let me see it once, then I promise to keep this secret forever!!
I saw that Susan was considering it, coz she didn’t reply. And I myself thought it was a good idea, because if Irene had seen us do it, that means she has also ‘participated’ in the act, and that means she can’t tell anyone without getting herself implicated somehow. Susan looked at me for a response, and I just nodded slightly.
Susan: Okay… But keep you promise okay? I can’t believe I have to let you see me naked! Oh gosh!
Irene: I promise!! And don’t be shy. Just pretend I am not here.
Both of them then turned to look at me. I just stood up, walked over to Susan, and took off my t-shirt. But then I turned towards Irene.
Me: How about you let Susan keep some of her clothes on till the very end? After all, I am sure you are more interested in seeing me take off my clothes, right?
Irene looked genuinely surprised:
Irene: Wow, you are even protecting Susan right from the beginning! What a good boyfriend you are! Susan, you are so lucky!
Then turning back towards me:
Irene: Okay then, but I want to make sure I see you totally naked!
Me: No problem…
I held Susan’s hand and led her out to the living room, where I sat her down on the sofa. Irene followed closely, and sat on the seat just beside Susan, staring at my body. Susan looked slightly less nervous now. Determined to put in a good show for Irene, I loosened the drawstring of my shorts, and let it drop to the floor. I was standing naked in front of two women now.
Susan knew she had to play her part too, and immediately started massaging my hardening member with one hand, and grabbing my butt cheek with the other. Irene watched on closer, eyes transfixed on my penis. When it was nice and hard, she proceeded to pull back my foreskin, and went on to lick the head of my penis. I started moaning. Within seconds, she had her lips wrapped tightly around my shaft, and started sucking on me from tip to base. Both her hands were grabbing my buttocks and I was totally under her control, pushing my pelvis towards her and then away, in a slow and steady rhythm. She had her eyes closed in full concentration; either that or she just wanted to escape Irene’s relentless stare. I glanced over to Irene and saw her locking gazes with me. She licked her lips slightly, and I smiled while moaning. I was definitely liking the attention. And I wished it was Irene’s cute little mouth sucking me off, although Susan was doing an excellent job. There was no doubt that Susan has begun to relax, and we were starting our love-making just like all the previous sessions when we were really alone in the house. Before long, Susan had my entire penis and even my balls dripping with her saliva.
Continued…
I was ready to take it to another level with Susan, in our performance made especially for Irene. And as if she had read my mind, Susan started slipping off her pants, from that sitting position. It took quite some effort to get that off from under her weight, but slowly and steadily, her pants came slipping down her thighs. Her panties coming along together, ending in a jumble at her ankles. She sat with her lower body naked on the sofa and gave me a few long and satisfying last blows, before leaning back and spreading her legs for me. It was a wonderful yet strange sight for me; wonderful - because of obvious reasons, and strange - because the top part of Susan was still fully clothed! What a contrasting view it was!
Although my well-oiled erection was ready to plough into Susan, I hesitated. That would have been to predictable a plot for Irene! So instead, I went down on my knees to give Susan some oral services as well. With one hand supporting myself off the sofa seat, and the other massaging my slippery penis to keep it erect, I licked and slurped my way into Susan’s tasty pussy. The moans which followed was most satisfying. But in a small part of my mind, I once again imagined Irene’s lips, but not the ones on her mouth. God, was I already cheating on Susan?!
I didn’t know how long I spent working Susan’s pussy, but the when the sounds of her moans started getting louder and ended with a high pitch, I knew it was time to really start the love-making. I got up to a semi-kneeling position, spread her thighs good, and guided my still moist penis into Susan. The penetration was smooth and satisfying, and so was the moaning from both of us.
Susan had her arms above her, clutching the top of the sofa backrest, and her eyes closed tight. Her brow was furrowed and her mouth was slightly open along with the steady moaning. I didn’t close my eyes, as I was curious as to what Irene was doing. Once again, I locked gazes with her - she was still smiling slyly, and her hand reached slowly toward her crotch area. I made sure Susan still had her eyes closed with a quick glance, but came back to Irene to trace the path of that hand. She started massaging her pussy from outside that white pair of shorts. That simple act alone spurred me on to hump Susan harder and faster! Gosh, wonder what Irene’s pussy would feel like. I kept my moaning to match the rhythm of my thrusts.
It could be because of the sex we already had earlier that morning, or it could simple be because of Irene watching, but I felt that I could go on longer with Susan this time round. Hoping to spice things up, I reached under her t-shirt to fondle her huge breasts. The feeling with her bra still on was different, but it was a good kind of different. Her breasts felt so ‘full’ and ‘firm’. Susan opened her eyes and stared at me in surprise, but I just smiled. I wasn’t exposing anymore of her body to Irene anyway. Her eyes closed back to a state of enjoyment again. I fondled further, hoping to reach her nipples to give her that extra excitement, but it was a tight fit within those cups, and so I gave up soon after. But I didn’t stop; I leaned forward and whispered in Susan’s ear, while my penis exited from her pussy.
Like an obedient little girl, she closed her legs and turned around, kneeling on the sofa seat. Both her hands were now supported on the backrest, with her faced buried into it, away from Irene. I got up and entered Susan from behind, while my hands held her firmly at the hips. Once we were back into the rhythm of humping, I glanced at Irene again.
With no chance of Susan looking back towards me in that position, I dared to reach out for Irene’s hand; yes, the one she was using to comfort her pussy, and placed it on my left butt cheek. I felt her caressing and then squeezing it while I did my thrusts. Soon, she had both hands on my buttocks, caressing, squeezing, and even helping me with my thrusts into Susan! It was clearly more than what Irene had expected to experience that day, from the look on her face. I moved my hands under Susan’s t-shirt again, which was now drooping low in her kneeling position, and cupped her breasts again. I knew the end was coming, so I wanted to give her all I had. I whispered to her again, asking her permission to release inside her. She replied for me to do whatever I wanted. The amazing thing was that Irene seemed to know what was happening, even though there was no way she could have heard us. I guess it’s all the years of experience. Her hands in my buttocks grabbed and pushed me harder into Susan.
With the few final thrusts and escalated moaning, I reached my climax and came deep inside her. Susan let out a long satisfied moan and sigh, while Irene held on tight to her hold of me. I gave one last look at Irene, and knew in my mind that she wanted me as bad as I wanted her…
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Just like Susan used to say to me, please, don’t stop!
Susan turned over with the embarrassed look back on her face again. She picked up her shorts clumsily from the floor, and used it to cover her pussy. She didn’t even look at me and stood up from the sofa. As soon as Susan was gone, rushing to her bathroom with hands clasped tightly against her groin area, Irene said to me:
Irene: Can you come over to my place tomorrow? I will be alone at home from 9 am to 5 pm.
I just nodded while looking at her, and she told me her address. Her right hand then slid up my chest and touched my nipples, skipping my penis which was still moist from Susan’s love juice.
Irene: I want you all to myself tomorrow. Now go wash up!
And with that, she slapped my thigh and stood up. I admired her slender frame briefly once again, and went to take another shower.
When I got out, Irene had already left. Susan was sitting alone on the sofa, looking dazed.
Me: Are you okay baby? What’s wrong?
She looked at me, pausing slightly as she noticed that I had only a towel wrapped around me.
Susan: Now Irene knows about us…
Me: But she’s your good friend right? She won’t tell anyone right?
Susan: Yah… I don’t think she will, but… I am just worried.
Susan did have a troubled look on her face. It was obvious this was getting to her.
Me: But now that she has seen us have sex, it means that she is part of it, right? I mean, if she tells people, we can then say she joined us! It was true to a certain extent right?
Susan: Well… Yeah…she did say that she wanted to watch us do it…
Me: There you go. So you don’t have to worry at all, baby. I will defend you no matter what it takes.
Susan: Oh, I feel so much better now that you mentioned that. Thanks honey…
In my mind, I thought that I would do anything to keep Irene from talking, and that included going to bed with her tomorrow…
Me: Now what do you say we continue with Round 3? After all, I did not even get to enjoy your beautiful breasts when Irene was watching just now…
Susan: Oh my god. We just did it a while ago! You are so naughty!
But even as she said that, she was already starting to slowly remove my towel…
After classes the next day, I went straight home to take a shower. It was just after lunchtime and I had to get ready before going to Irene’s place. Both Uncle and Susan were still at work so there wasn’t anyone to change my mind about going there. All kinds of scenarios about what was going to happen filled my mind. I never thought that I would be cheating on Susan with her good friend. But I guess that was all part of the excitement. After all, Susan did treat me as her boyfriend and lover.
After banishing my guilt for the moment, I went out in search of Irene’s unit. The address stuck in my mind the moment she told me the day before, and I knew it was really close-by. True enough, I found it within minutes. My heart was beating like crazy as I stood in front of her door. I knocked.
The door opened slightly, and a head peered out before the door was opened fully. Irene stood there dressed even more enticingly than the day before. I ogled at her slim, petite figure as she opened the iron grill gate. She was in a skimpy, almost-translucent white spaghetti top, with her pearl white bra showing clearly underneath. Her shorts were equally flimsy, and I could see the outline of her pinkish panties that she had on.
Without saying a word, she ushered me into the flat and closed the door quickly.
Irene: Do you want something to drink?
Me: Sure…
And off she went into the kitchen. I took the time to take in the view that was her living room. It was easy to tell that she had spent quite a lot of time and money to give it the classy look it had, just like how she herself looked. I had the strange thought that she must have wanted to show off her home as much as she wanted to show off her sexy figure. Irene came back out with an ice-cold glass of cola in her hand. But what I also noticed was that one of her spaghetti straps had dropped off her shoulder!
Irene: This will cool you down in this hot weather.
I took a sip of the drink but stopped abruptly, almost choking, as she slowly pulled down the other strap.
Irene: Do you like how I look today? I have been waiting for you all morning…
Her pearl white bra straps were now in full view. Just a slight tug downwards and her bra would be in full view, revealing some cleavage with that, no doubt. But I didn’t date do anything yet, and neither did she. She just looked at me teasingly.
Irene: I hope you are ready to see more…
And with that, she gently took my hand and and led me straight… to her bedroom! Unlike Susan who forbade me from entering her bedroom, there I was in Irene’s bedroom within minutes of entering her home. And if I said that her living room was nicely done that, her bedroom would have been twice that if not more.
But my attention was focused back on her soon after exploring her room, as she spun around to face me.
Irene; Why don’t you put down that glass for now?
It had barely registered that I was still holding my drink before she took it from my hand, and placed it on her dresser. And that was when the rest of her top got pulled down slowly to her waist. I could see her bra fully now. Then her top got pulled even further down from her waist to her hips, and that made her shorts come right down along as well. Those two pieces of clothing ended up as a little heap at her ankles. The view of her in only her bra and panties was glorious.
As I wished that she would get started on her bra, she bent down slightly, and tugged at her panties on either sides, alternately, till it got low enough to end up in the same growing heap. And I was stunned by what I saw.
At first it was pure disbelief. Then my mind started to try making sense out of it, as it was a sight I was not familiar with! There was… there was no hair down below; she was clean-shaven!! It was just her smooth little clean-shaven pussy!
Irene must have seen me staring like an idiot as she had a cheeky smile on her face (yes, that same cheeky smile). Then she slowly twirled around to give me a full view of her naked bottom half. As her perky little buttocks came into view, she arched her waist so it pointed out even more, making her curves even sexier. Then she stopped at that position and turned her head to face me.
Irene: You like my butt?
I didn’t answer. Instead, I took the few steps toward her like a zombie, and planted my hands on that fine, fine ass, giving it a gentle squeeze followed by some caresses. As I was doing that, she twirled around slowly again and so my hands were soon caressing her ’naked’ pussy! And that was when she slipped her hands around my waist and tugged my pants (and underwear) down. She had pulled it down just enough to expose my crotch area and buttocks, and left it hanging around my thighs. Then she gingerly lifted my penis in one hand, gently massaging it back and forth, and cradled my balls with her other. My erection came on slowly but surely. And while she was stroking my stiffening cock, I took a quick break from her pussy, and reached my hands for her bra strap. I slipped those off with ease, and proceeded to the back to undo the hooks. Now those took slightly more effort, but came off in the end too.
But then another sight greeted me - unlike the effect of the one when her panties came off, the undoing of her bra made her cleavage disappear! Her breasts were much smaller than they looked with her bra on! That was when I learnt how much of a difference a bra can make! And the expression of disappointment on my face must have been obvious…
Irene: I know I have small breasts, especially compared to Susan, but I swear I will more than make up for it in other ways…
Then that cheeky smile of hers come on again, as she slowly lowered herself, all the while still massaging my erection, till she came face-to-face with it. And with just a glanced upwards at me, as if to get my approval, she started sucking my cock. And because her mouth was so cute and small, the feeling I got was so much more intense compared to Susan!!
I always thought that getting my cock sucked by Susan was the most wonderful feeling in the world, but the feeling of Irene’s mouth and lips working it brought
me to a whole new world altogether! She started of slow, getting a measure of what she was working with, and gradually worked up a good rhythm going from the tip to most of my shaft. Because her mouth was much smaller than Susan’s, she didn’t engulf my erection entirely. I could tell she was trying to, but then maybe she was just saving the best for last. She even worked her fingers on the base to give me that doubly-intense feeling. It felt so good I had to take off my top. And then I had to beg her to take off what was below:
Me: Oh my god, Irene. You are amazing! Please… please pull off my pants, so I can enjoy your sucking even more….
Without answering, she gently pulled it down, without missing a beat on her blowjob, and chucked it on her bed. We were now both totally naked, in her bedroom, at her home, while her husband (and my girlfriend) was away at work.
Irene really worked my cock well and very soon I was all big, hard and slippery. And most of all that initial apprehension and shyness was melting away. I couldn’t resist my urge to ask for her clean-shaven pussy:
Me: Oh… Uh… I want… to lick you down there, Irene!
She stopped at once to stare at me, but kept her hand going massaging my cock.
Irene: Why don’t you fuck me directly instead?
And with that, she guided me by my penis, as she laid down at the edge of her king-sized bed. She then spread her legs for me, curled up to either sides as if she was squatting, to expose that sweet smooth pussy I had been craving for. Her right hand, which never left my penis, gently but firmly pulled it towards her opening.
The excitement I was going through that time could not be put in words. Never had I expected that I would be having sexual intercourse with this lady so soon! But there I was, feeling the tip of my penis probing around to enter her sacred opening.
I slid in slowly but surely…
She let out a soft long moan of satisfaction… And I let out a grunt-equivalent of that.
My hands instinctively held her at her knees, and my hips took over to start the thrusts of love-making. We both moaned like sex-starved convicts out on parole, as her hands fell back on either sides of her head.
Irene’s pussy felt tight and smooth, so each thrust sent waves of pleasure through the entire length of my erection to the rest of my being. And from the tones of her moans, I could tell she has not had this feeling for a long, long time.
I built up the speed and strength of my thrusts steadily, till we reached that eventual clapping sound of my pubic area slapping against hers. And soon, the squeaking of her bed frame joined in!
Irene: Oh god… Oh my god! Fuck me hard… It feels so good!
Me: Your pussy is so tight!
Irene: You like my pussy? It feels good yeah?
Me: It’s so good…
Irene: Oh my god, I’ve never had such young cock before… You can cum inside me if you want. I want your young cum inside me!
Me: But I am not wearing a…
Irene: It’s okay… It’s safe… Just cum, just cum inside!
It got really intense with all the thrusting, moans/screams and panting that all too soon, I felt the inevitable going to happen. I mustered the last of my remaining urges, and fucked Irene as hard as I could until I burst out deep inside her. The moans that followed were like wild animal grunts from me, and high-pitched ones from Irene. I stayed inside her until everything was released. My hands were still cupped at her knees, and she was still in the same position as she was at the edge of her bed. It was only after everything had ended did I withdraw from her. The feeling was amazing, but the her first words after were even more so:
Irene: That was the best sex I have ever had! Can you stay for a while longer? I want more…
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beefucker
bro TS…where are u? been waiting for three months for your story to continue…suddenly die off
So sorry guys. Didn’t meant to leave things like that. I will definitely pick things up where I left off, after settling my problems.
Thank you all so much for your support.
Irene got off the bed and headed slowly towards the bathroom, leaving me standing at the same position like a zombie, with only my gaze following her.
Irene: I am just going to wash up a bit. Lie down and have a rest on my bed, sweetie.
I collapsed onto her huge bed partly from the strain, but mostly from the disbelief that I had had amazing sex with this attractive lady - and she even allowed me to have my release inside her! Soon, I heard the shower running, and decided to just close my eyes a bit to digest all that had happened. It didn’t even occur to me to put on my clothes or that I should be leaving - after all, I was cheating on Susan, and Irene on her husband. All that was in my mind was - “I want more of her!!”.
Soon the sound of running water stopped, and Irene came out with a towel wrapped around her. Her hair was partially wet, and she had a sweet smile on her face.
Irene: Go have a quick wash. I will prepare some afternoon snacks for you.
Before I could say anything, Irene was already out of her bedroom, covered with only a towel…