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Another tight slap
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An embrace or a short kiss followed by her saying “i’m sorry”
Thanks Johnbass for posting interesting trolling meme pics into my thread
They ain’t so funny or catchy cos they are soooo old… like you.
“I can’t explain why is this happening, Margaret, but you started it first. You know i will like you that’s why you are doing this!” I said
I was gonna expect 2 things :
Nope, it didn’t happen, instead the 2 security guards came over instead and told us to go to a hotel to settle our business… Not here as the surveillance camera is right above us.
Our faces were really red from the shaming and she suggested we go elsewhere. I messaged my boss and told him that my car broke down and she applied for sick leave. Seemingly synchronised in the mind.
We scurried over to her Mini Cooper and she looked really grumpy. It was a silent ride and I don’t know where is she heading. Driving at 140kmph on the expressway with Thai music blasting from her stereo and windows open at 3pm (you read correctly) was kind of attention seeking.
So i held her hand and tears just started streaming down her cheeks. I do not know was it me who was too violent or was there something inside her heart that needs some soothing.
At this instance, my wife messaged me “Where you? Can you fetch me?”
Shit happens. So i had to call her right? But not when there’s a mad woman on the wheels with Thai techno pumping out from the speakers. My wife will surely be thinking i’m with a Thai hussy or at a hang flower joint. I replied her I’m in a meeting.
“OK.
" She replied
“….what’s wrong with you, hubby?” came the next line
Then comes a whatsapp voice message saying “Then what time you can come fetch me?”
So… Margaret heard the voice message and she smiled. “She’s got a sweet voice. Let go of me, asshole!”
My mind is all confused now. In the beginning, she seems to be the person leading me on and now, she wants to call me names and assume I’m the bad guy?
I told her to stop somewhere. This asshole (yours truly) needs to reply my WIFE. She stopped her car at side road as we looked for a shade to park under. She stepped out of her car and tears were still flowing down her cheeks as she reaches for something in the passenger seat
Margaret stopped crying and took out a whisky flask from her handbag, unscrewed the cap frantically and took a long swig. Man, she really loves drinking!
So i told my wife I’m outside now at the job site and will be home rather late as I’m in my colleagues car.. because her car looks more presentable (this is the beauty of chinese language, in written form, the look different, but the word ‘His’ and ‘Hers’ sounds exactly the same… )
She said she will be home late as she will be going to her Mom’s place. I sense she knows something is weird about me. The usually 24/7 available hubby is not able to fetch her. As i tried to explain, my wife hung up. I redialed but she did not pick up.
Margaret laughed and said “I had that before…. my hubby will tell me all these things, but you, at least you redial.. .you are not beyond salvation”
I was quiet. I felt awkward and guilty. I kissed a heart broken lady to give her more heartache and now i’m cheating on my wife to break Margaret’s heart even more.
“I’m broken anyway… " Margaret said as stormed to my side of her car and pressed her body against mine. I looked at her in shock as she kissed my lips, moving to my chin and neck. I did not resist. As she moved her lips on top of mine again, I can taste the lingering whisky in her mouth. I wanted more of her.
Cars were zooming by as we amorously kissed as i leaned on the hot frame of her Mini. She was perspiring too but somehow, it was a real turn on to see it. I never knew that there are woman that knows what they really want…and I’ve never kissed like this before.
As she slithers her tongue into my lips and twirls around my tongue, I’m thinking she must be a snake. I never recalled any of my ex being able to do more than an simple but wet version of CPR, which i would have naively called it “french kiss”
We stopped and she leaned her head on my shoulders. I was still stoned but I was really turned on and was really hard down there. I’m sure she can feel it as her thighs were rubbing up and down my groin while we snogged.
“Margaret… we barely knew each other!” i yelled at her in defense. Maybe i want to re-instate my ‘Good hubby’ reputation with this statement. But she was rubbing my hard on with her hand as she smiled
“This doesn’t look like you don’t want me….” she scoffed.
“It’s really too fast my dear… " i retorted “I need to go home… why don’t we pretend nothing happened?”
I was frantic. I am torn between a beautiful woman I’d have risked everything for and my wife who will be so upset if she knows what I’ve done.
At the same time, i was worried what will be the end of this affair like.
Just then, Margaret holds my groin with a tighter grip and use her right thumb to swirl around the head of my dick.
“Wanna fuck me?” Margaret whispered
“Wanna fuck me?” Margaret whispered
Crossed with vivid thoughts of groping her at the carpark earlier and going back home guilty to a crying wife, i really couldn’t decide. Margaret looks really disappointed
“I knew you would say no even if i offered myself… I feel cheap,“Margaret lamented.
“But can you cook a dinner for me? I never eaten anything cooked by a man in my place” she added.
I was sure really wanted me but just try to reduce my guilt by asking me to do something instead. I smiled and nodded. Just then, my wife called. I was at least able to tell her that I can fetch her by 9pm tonight.
We were silent in the car again and this time, Margaret held my hand and assured me “It’s just cooking, dear… nothing fancy… besides, i can sense my period coming and I’m wearing tampons!”
“Too much info, partner…” I responded. Margaret forced another smile and place that hand onto her steering wheel . I can sense her dejection but I really don’t think I should be heading this direction with someone I barely knew.
Her apartment was just 5 mins away from where we were. She kept honking at the car in front of her, cursing and swearing in anger. When i looked at her, she responded loudly “Before 9pm you must reach Woodlands, right? I get it! But that fucker in front doesn’t and he’s blocking the carpark!”
When we finally got in the lift, which we happen to share with the Uncle that was blocking us earlier. I can see Margaret isn’t easy to deal with. She kept staring at that old man, to which he responded “I already let you horn all the way now you still want to stare?” before alighting
I calmed her down by patting her back and the uncle responded. “Gigolo, ask your Mommy not to be so rude!”
I was seething mad upon hearing it… then Margaret joked “Calm down la… ! You told me to calm down, right? Now see if you can!” before kissing my chin.
I am expecting things to get really raunchy.
I am expecting things to get really raunchy
Ever let a girl kissed your stubbles on the chin before, guys? Or ladies, have you got so turned on you don’t mind putting your lips on a guy’s chin that’s not cleanly shaven? I got that treatment that day. Her lips parting away and and I can feel the dampness lingering on my chin. She then nuzzles my neck and the tension really builds up.
“Ting!” the lift chime rings and I opened my eyes and i suddenly remembered what that damned old man said “He called me a Gigolo and you a Mommy leh! And you ask me to calm down?” i hissed as we exited the lift.
“Chill dear… you are a Gigo-cook, or a Cook-galo? Haha!” purred Margaret. I really thought that was lame as shit but i laughed nonetheless.
“Who cares what he says when all i know is i tricked you to my apartment?” as she drags me by holding my belt. “Give me your cock now!” she moans as she nuzzles my neck again. Her hair tickles me but i took a deep breath and it must be lust but she smells more like an angel to me than shampoo.
“Eh! Now still salty leh! At least let me shower la…. or better i cook first then shower? Save water la, auntie!” i joked.
Now that really got her…
“What did you call me???” she beckoned “You get out! I hate people calling me AUNTIE!”
“Hey M… i’m just kidding… i’m sorry… i really am!” i pleaded
“You are so going to get it… i was just thinking of letting you cook and letting you go.. now you better give me the best you can give me… or I’ll tell your wife!” Margaret ’threatened’ as she did her signature 1 brow smug mug. I walked over and kissed her, lifting her to the bar counter as i groped her all over.
Did i really forget my wife? I didn’t I was still thinking about the 9.00pm and yet, am I making Margaret my mistress? I didn’t… she was the one that wanted my cock 2 minutes ago before i placed her on the bar counter.
But as i kissed, all these conflicting interest make me cringe and twitch my brows. I could at most manage a simple twirl in the tongue and fumbling with my hands around her boobs as we embraced. I wasn’t ready for all these. She can sense my declining passion and she unzipped her blouse.
Did i describe Margaret yet? Oh boy I can’t wait to share her looks here. No pictures of course!.. Now, do you guys like Fann Wong? Ok, her face structure is something like that. high forehead, a pronounced chin, artificially enhanced brows, complexion botoxed to completion. (She’s 38… and rich). Her lips were full but her teeth was slightly crooked at the lower set. Kissing her is interesting because you can feel her pearly whites jutting out of her rows. It’s adorable. Then picture her fair skin like Fann with the body and frame of Cynthia Koh… Yes she have fairly large boobs and slender legs. A really prominent butt and she’s fully void of any body hair… Clean and smooth like a baby.
Her boobs are not saggy and her ass is really pert. I’m sure money has a part to play in all these, but hell yeah i’m savoring perfection. The true blue MILF. She’s a partial artificial full of potential mistress material. (yeah i just busted a rhyme!)
I made the rap handsign as i kissed and she slapped my shoulder and asked “What you doing??”
“Nuh.. nothing, my sugar! Just celebrating my victory with my first MILF!” i joked
“Now… MILF sounds ok. But i got no kids!” she quipped.
“But that old fucker just now called you my ‘Mommy’!” i defended.
She held my face with both her palms and said as she examined “you look young alright… not that good looking… a little Pinoy face… but i’d still love you even if you weren’t my son”
She threw her dress aside as she slid it out from her legs. A black lacy thong remains. Imagine her boobs can hold up her dress and there is no silicon embedded. Money can do wonders… even defy gravity. I stared in amazement. Her areolas were still pink and roughly the size of the ‘Swordfish" 50cents. (Kids, ask your dad or google what that is)
I sucked her teats and pulled them with my lips as my hand grabbed them from beneath. She let out a soft moan and started moving her hands to rub herself between her legs she part them on the bar counter. I carried her and placed her onto the sofa, kissing as we moved, with me tilting my head to pilot to ensure I land her at the right place without falling.
I wanted to fuck her there and then. My cock was throbbing from the excitement and I’m sure she needs me as much. She unzipped me and pulled me into her with her legs behind my back, heels on and the thong still on her left feet. I missed initially and my dick brushed her pussy.
She laughed and guided my dick with her free hand and rubbed my dickhead on her pussy.
“Condoms? I asked
She shook her head and kissed me deeper. Parting her lips from mine, she whispered: “No… fill me!”
I slid in my cock with slight apprehension but full of lust and desire to breed her.
“Ahh! This is so dirty and erotic…” she moaned
“Ahh! This is so dirty and erotic…” she moaned
“Erotic?” I thought to myself as i smiled. Age gap really means different choice of words. I’d have said turn-on, horny, amazing… Erotic sounds so 80’s porn mag. LOL
Then it occurred to me the risk i was taking. Dirty indeed. I can imagine i might be stirring another man’s left over cum as she constricted her pussy, and i hear my thighs slapping her bum as i pushed with short strokes. 8 short 2 long, 7 short 3 long… so on and so forth.
Why I blabber so much in my mind? All guys should know… don’t want to cum too fast la! LOL
I admired the interior design of her pad. Grey industrial floors, Scandinavian style and spider style dining lamps. Her handbag was a black Hermes! Wahhh… it will take my 2 and half months pay to buy this! As i keep thrusting and licking her nipples, i can feel her tightening and myself feelling more pressure near the head of my shaft. I’m going to ejaculate soon so I took out my dick head and rubbed her pussy with it to reduce the tension.
“Just fuck and cum in me… dear! Ahhh… now.. i’m gonna cum!” she moaned as she rubbed her clit with her hand and grabbed my hair to direct me to her nipples. I pumped at full speed with long strokes. I was so turned on then she keeps whispering to me
“Give me darling… give me all your cum!”
I snapped out of it. What kind of risk was I taking? But at that point, why i bother anymore? I kept on pumping her and I wanted to cum once more. I slowed down with short strokes and did really speed 1 slow long strokes… occasionally kissing her to maintain my hard on.
She furiously rubs her clit as perspiration forms between her milky white breasts. I lick them off and sucked her nipples. She kissed my forehead and holds the base of my dick to help me maintain my hardness. “Fuck me baby.. .fuck me fuck me fuck me!” she moans.
I’m not gonna cum so fast this time. I asked her to kneel on the sofa and I enter her doggy style. Her shaven pussy is a real sight to behold. Seeing my cum and her juice forming into a soft foam and thinking this slut really wants me to breed her made me really hard and i feel another stir within my balls.
I pumped her with hard strokes that makes loud and lewd (erotic - lol) sounds and she moans loudly.
I wanted her to swallow my load but she insisted I cum inside her some more, whispering to me “I like that feeling you cheated on your wife and gave your cum to me! I want to feel your dick throb inside me and filling me with your cum!”
I came at that instance. I felt my dick throb inside her for a good whole minute before going limp….
I looked at my watch - 7.25pm… still good for another round before i make pasta!
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I looked at my watch - 7.25pm… still good for another round before i make pasta!
Margaret looks stoned… She was still on her knees as she cups her hand over her pussy while my cum drips out. In my mind, i was thinking she should lick them like the slut she was.
“So much… god! SF, when was the last time you fucked?” she asked.
“Yesterday?” I told her as I pondered. “Must be the build-up due to our chemistry …and the eggs i ate”
She really licked her hands! Oh god, I’m getting hard again. It’s such a turn on! But i can only manage a semi-hard on. Damn I’m sick in the mind.
“Mmm… salty.” she murmured as she licks her middle finger. “You ate salted eggs?”
I went over to kiss her forehead. I feel so smitten by her. She looks so lovely naked. She is slightly curvaceous. She seems to be the type that have impulses to work out and do cardio but will stop whenever she sees salted egg (yeah…) croissants or B&J (pun intended!) ice creams.
“That was amazing dear… Wanna try another round?” I asked
“REALLY?!” Margaret gasped
I proudly showed her my semi-hard little bratwurst. I shaved it… somehow, the sexual tension between us made me think that I should trim my dick every now and then just in case Margaret decides to reach in my pants for my junk. Well, she didn’t take it in her mouth as per my imagination.
“I’ll think i’ll blow you la.. My pussy is sore from the orgasms and I never fucked for soooo long, it actually hurts when you pushed it in” said Margaret as she cups her lips over my shaft and moves her head under, licking me from below.
Am i a prophet or do i know mind-control? Haha! Just as I wanted a blowjob and Margaret wants to do me a Ben & Jerry? I feel her tongue licking my glands and running downwards the whole shaft and concentrates below there with long slow strokes. That’s my weakest point. That point between the frenulum and the shaft. Licking there kills me. I didn’t realize it until i was savoring Margaret’s tongue strokes while she moves her hand to jack me off.
I never had a blow job this professional before. It really makes me think what did M ever do for a living before meeting me. She fucks like a pro and licks like a porn star!
‘Cum for me dear…" she purrs as she strokes my dick and looks at me, still kneeling on the sofa as she plays her left nipple with the other hand.
I feel so fortunate… for now. I close by eyes and clench my toes as I feel the familiar stirring from the inside and pulses near the base of my dick.
“Ahh!” Margaret lets out a fake, albeit still very seducing moan and cups her mouth over my glans as she twirls her tongue around it. I feel a few more spurts squeezed out as if my dick is starting to obey only Margaret’s mouth. I feel drained and blissful and very satiated. I looked at her with gratitude, lust and love.
Yes… i was so smitten by her. I bent my head towards her face and stroked her hair and kissed her cheeks. She naughtily kisses me on the lips, ‘snow-balling’ me (snowball - a slang for sharing cum on the mouth). She swallowed most of it but her lips still linger smudges of my semen.
I sense she is just rejecting my affection. I looked at her deeply but she covers my eyes and ask “What is it now, dear?”
I’m beginning to think i’m really falling for her now,
I’m beginning to think i’m really falling for her now
“Pass me your clothes, Darling!” chirped Margaret. as she picks up hers.
I took off all my clothes remaining on me as I handed over. She lovingly folds them and even sniffed my shirt as I cringed. But she waved her hands over her nose, gestured it didn’t smell very good as she cringes and lugs everything on one hand and stretches out her left hand as an invitation for me to hold on.
As I look at her back while i follow her lead, seeing her hair waving, pert bums jiggling slightly as she turns her head to look at me with her innocent smile and make up slightly worn out. Her lip colors and mascara was smudge, but her smile was so bright and her face was reddish from the post-orgasm blush that she still looks so beautiful.
I was hoping i fucked her good… Good enough for her to love me. I was stoned from 3 orgasms. My dick was shrinking as I watch her lead me to the shower as she closes the door and kisses my chest and chin, looking at me cheekily.
“Your cum is still dripping from my pussy… you still with me dear? You ok?” She says as she gently slaps my bums repeatedly and leans her head on my chest.
I was no longer lost or stoned from the fucking… i was just sooo mesmerized by her. I leaned forward to kiss her again. Without her heels and her power dresses, the formal looking but hot make-up, she is that adorable and petite girl that I’ve never known. I brushed her hair away from her face as I looked at her while I stopped the lip to lip contact. She smiled coyly.
Time had been kind to her. Save for the slight freckles and a little lines beside her eyes, she looks like what she might have been in her earlier years. Now, all i see is a girl that I’d have loved with all I had if I met her earlier. I kissed her forehead as she turns on the tap.
“Owww! Hot hot hot!” I yelped as she giggles. I frantically rub my scalded bums with my hands and I look at her… covering her mouth and then giving me that pitying looks. “Are you ok, SF??” she asked.
I gave a weak smile and touched her face as she puts her hands on my bums to caress for me.
We kissed again, this time for only a couple of seconds as the water from the shower faucet sprays at our face, wetting her hair, making her look more refreshed, but as beautiful as ever. She suddenly looks at me sternly and asks
“What are you gonna cook? It’s already 8pm!”
“Oh yah!” I replied…then asked " What you like ah? I’m gonna make you pasta… Simple one…? Aglio Olio or Bolognaise? What you have at home? You can eat prawns? You got prawns?"
She suddenly stopped me from talking by kissing me again and shakes her head.
“No it’s OK, SF… I think we don’t cook today. I want you to owe me a meal”
I was stunned, but I was happy. I think i knew what she meant. As I soap her up then myself, i massaged her back and shoulders, rubbing her cute ass then caressing her magnificent boobs.
“Wah! Where did you do all these? Korea??” I joked as I jiggled them
I realized she was silent. I stopped joking and touched her face. She brushed my hands off and stopped the faucet, drying herself without waiting for me.
I was puzzled and flabbergasted. Where was the Margaret that was tending to my bums as we kissed just moments ago? I stopped her and yelled
“What happened to you?”
“SF… this is supposed to be just me bringing you up and we have a quickie because i needed it!” she replied curtly as tears welled up. “I don’t need your love and I don’t want all this drama!”
I ran forward and grabbed her by her shoulder, only earning a slap and she raised her voice and said
“We just knew each other for less than a week! You are fucking married and stop trying to make an impression for me!”
She threw my clothes at me and pushed me out of the room door. I realized she was right. I thought I got what she meant when she said I owed her dinner. I don’t even know what she likes to eat. I even had the cheek to assume her boobs were fake, even though i was joking. As I was about to knock, Margaret opened the door.
She walks towards me and lets out a weak ‘Sorry…’
I embraced her tightly with one hand and all my belongings in another. As this instance, I felt a vibration in the pants I was holding. As I searched the pocket, It was my phone ringing…. it’s my wife.
I felt a vibration in the pants I was holding. As I searched the pocket, It was my phone ringing…. it’s my wife.
The ‘Shit! not now!" feeling zaps across my mind. I’d love to reply her “In a meeting’ using those quick messages but I know she will only call again. I looked at the phone as I try to move my hands away and search for the volume buttons in an attempt to silence the incessant but seemingly thunderous vibrations.
“Pick it up, dearie…” Margaret whispers as she kisses my lower lips and my shoulders. “Don’t be an asshole!”
I looked at Margaret with the “ARE YOU SURE??” stare as i tilted my head to one side and fished out the phone. I accidentally dropped it and Margaret picks it up for me and slides to the green phone icon then places it beside my ear.
“Yes?” I asked as I took over the phone from Margaret’s hands as I caressed her pussy. She smiles knowingly and winks. She stands back a step and opens her pussy. My cum is still dripping and she parts her smooth and and pinkish labia and looks down, doing her one-brow-smug.
“Dear, mom was asking us when do we want to have a baby… I am very pressured now. I dare not tell her that our last miscarriage might have damaged my womb” my wife spoke over on the other end.
Just then, Margaret did a rather expected move. She knelt down, crawls towards me and started licking my dick and slurped my flaccid penis into my mouth in 1 smooth motion, kneading and caressing it with her warm tongue. I can no longer hear what my wife was saying but look at Margaret as she kneels down and tempts me.
I feel myself engorging inside her mouth as she now have to move backwards to give me a proper blowjob. The head was sore from 3 orgasms but my thing still rose up to the occasion as if she was summoning my penis for a mission. It’s not the gradual rise up as you kiss type of hard on, it’s like a 3 stage thing and it happens in less than a minute
How can you not appreciate an act like that.
“DEAR!!” my wife yells “Are you listening?”
I suddenly concentrated and realized what a fucker i was. I was softening and margaret points a finger at the ear and nods sternly as she licks my balls
“Yes… so what do you think we should do?” I haphazardly answered.
Margaret stands up, pinches my nipples and pulls me as she walks backwards, onto the dressing table and sits there with her legs opened. As i tried my best to pick up what my wife says, I was thrusting Margaret with my dick head and I made out that my wife needs to go to to JB to see her friend to Urut or massage or something.
“Harder… " Margaret whispers. “Give me your cum then talk about making babies. Fuck me like the slut that I am…”
God knows what happened to her, but what she said was driving me crazy. I barely came inside her twice and now she wants the 3rd? I replied my wife with positive and encouraging responses and heard her say she will need to take leave tomorrow and will be leaving with mom.
“What about your pass…. passp.oh” I mustered my consciousness to ask my wife before i slip into full-on lust.
Margaret smiles cunningly and pulls my hips harder as I feel my dick head becoming tighter around her pussy lips.
“I got bring! It was in my handbag last week!” chirps my wife.
I thought it was rather strange….. but then again, i was too busy trying to keep sane and yet all i want to do is to spew my seeds into this wanton woman whom i barely knew and needs my cum inside her. At that very moment, all i could think of was if i were to die from fucking someone like Margaret, it was all worth it.
“Ahh! Ahh….” I panted “Oh ok. Dear, do you neee.. me to send you ladies to the airport tomorrow?”
“You sound weird!” my wife queried. “You running?”
“Ya!, got summon auntie la!” i anyhow hamtam an answer.
I looked at Margaret as i pulled out my dick and swipes her juices flowing from her pussy, which was copious by now as I see her face flushed with excitement and her eyes half closed.
Margaret pulls her legs higher and i squat down to lick her womanhood, by now already slightly swollen from all the action and attention it received for the past 3 hours. I was so amazed by the baldness of it as I prodded her winking anus with my index + middle finger and rubbed the clit with my thumb. I hear my wife mentioned about ‘7.30am need to wake up and go JB, very sian!, take bus…. never bring enough cash….”
“I will help you darling… " i answered “…mmmfff…. I help you bring” I said as I slid my nose to tickle her love hole.
“Mmmfff” because Margaret pushed my head onto the wet pussy. My face was sooo wet.
“Thanks hubby.. you are the best! See you at 7.00am tomorrow ok? Remember to clean your car!” said my wife… as I widened my eyes and twitched my brows as if i am triumphant while tonguing Margaret’s wet pussy and staring at her face…
“MMM K!” I stammered. “take care dear… i call you later!”
I put down the phone, stopping everything i’m doing to make sure i hung up before switching off my phone and flung it to Margaret’s bed.
“Ahhh! Lick me you horny bastard hubby!” Margaret bellows as if she had been holding in her urges for the longest time! “Lick my ass too! Cheaters like you should eat my ass! Ahhhh!!!…. "
I tongue her ass dutifully and inserted my left thumb into her overflowing vagina. I am also thinking I am so going for a test after this… after I fuck her ass.
“You are such a naughty girl… " i replied with a low and threatening voice.. “I’m gonna fuck you everywhere tonight” and I closed my eyes and dived into her wet caves, face first. My nose and lips were splashed with mixture of her flowing cunt juices and traces of my semen.
Margaret spreads her butt cheeks willingly as I lick her again anus again and replies in a very enticing voice: “Come then… "
Margaret spreads her butt cheeks willingly as I lick her again anus again and replies in a very enticing voice: “Come then… "
I realized i’m very into her ass. I mean, we were always instilled with this stigma that asses are…asses. But when i look at her puckering ring, I see a pleasure orifice. I slid my tongue in and twirled as I pushed through and let my saliva drip into in. I’m actually prepping it for invasion. ….. the things man do when they are horny. But if it wasn’t hairless and seemingly bleached, I’m sure I’d have stuck to her pussy instead.
Margaret was moaning as she leaned her head against the mirror and rubbed her pussy. If I’ve never read about the rule to never double dip (anus then vagina), i’d have did it like i seen it in porn - licking her ass then licking her pussy. But logic fails when it comes to myself. I am drilling my tongue in as if i’m an anteater over a termite nest as I pry open her butt and wedging her arse open.
I am so sure she done it before… but i still asked her anyways, which came her reply… “My ex boyfriend used to do my ass, but he is much bigger than you” as she giggles.
I feel some dejection and a slight lack of motivation, like a “M’ size trying on an ‘L’ t-shirt… then she made me feel worse.. “Oh! he’s French by the way!” she added
“But he’s too big and…. ahhh…. tongue me.. no no.. fuck me now!” she moaned as she slows down her pace and comes down from the dressing table, bending her back and offering her hind to me.
‘Now, dear! Give me!” she pants as she rubs her pussy again with quickened pace.
Her lack of singlish and unique accent made me feel royal! I feel so ‘Ang moh’! I pushed in her pussy slowly, she lets out a slight ’tsk!…’ and I rail her with my thing as slow as I can. The vibrations emanating from her pussy lips as she plays with herself, coupled with the wetness from all the teasing is still as amazing as the first time i entered her.
“Yes… harder, dear!” She purrs as she rubs her clit by reaching between her legs. I didn’t want to spare that ass I prepared earlier so I inserted my thumb into her ass, still wet after my tongue prodding.
“Ooooh!… I’m cumming, love! Fuck my ass!” Margaret moans loudly as she inserts 2 fingers into her pussy and jerks her hand. I feel a warm gush over my thighs and I tip my toes to enter her butt.
Damn it’s sooo tight! We need more lube, I thought to myself. Porn teaches many useful things, like the earlier thumb in ass while fucking - and now making spit dribble into ass. To describe it feels so dirty and sick, but to do it, it feels so convenient and smooth.. As the foamy spit lands right onto her anus, I feel my dickhead slide with less hindrance. I felt like a hero as I pump her and see her legs and bums twitch from the impending orgasm.
“Harder, SF! Harder!… ah ah ah ah ah!” moan that slut. I pushed my entirety into her rectum. I’m sure i’m not pushing any cargo as I can feel the emptiness of her back passage. This is indeed erotic. While I’m surprised I’m still far from orgasm, I am also stunned from how kinky Margaret can be.
“Fuck me like you only want to do me, dear! Cum inside my ass!” Margaret moans again as I feel her sphincter clench my dickhead. The tightness is amazing. I grabbed her shoulder with one hand and the back of her neck with another as I feel my balls and thighs slap her. I’m not very endowed, perhaps slightly lesser than 6” but seeing her moan so helplessly made me feel so manly.
“Just cum inside me and stop holding back! I wanna cum again!” Margaret demands lustfully. I feel her hands brushing her clit faster and harder. I increased my pace while gathering more spit and dripping it onto my shaft to lube her up.
“Ahh! it hurts so good! Cum inside me and tell me you love me!” said Margaret. She closes her eyes and i see perspiration forming all over her as bent over to bite her salt tinged shoulders and she grabs my hair. I increase my pace and feel more aching at the tip of my tool. As i twitch my dick with immense pleasure surging through me… I felt my load shooting into her, generating pleasurable moans from Margaret with every shot.
“I love you Margaret!” I whispered as I lay my face on her back.