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This story is based on events at the end of the 1990s. I was still married at the time and lived with my wife in a row house in northern Lower Saxony. At the time we both noticed that our wedding was not a particularly good idea seven years earlier (yes, it was actually the darn seventh year!))). We had more stress because of little things, sex has not existed for months, but we could not yet choose a separation.
We had the loan with the house on the cheek and the nice common circle of friends, none of us also wanted to give up. And because my wife Susanne also had a very stressful job, she became sick more often. At that time, the doctor diagnosed burn-out with a beginning depression and applied for a cure for her. This was also approved quite quickly and I still know exactly how I was sitting on my terrace on a Tuesday afternoon in June – for the first time in a long time stress -free.
The weather was great and I got a bottle of Beck’s out of the fridge and lit a Lucky strike in a relaxed manner. I took a deep train and let the smoke out with relish. Now a big sip of beer and I felt wonderful!Susanne would stay in Bavaria for four weeks at least, an extension was quite likely. My eyes just fell to me when I heard a noise from the neighboring garden, which I could not initially assign.
Ah, of course – someone was in the beds and hardness with the cultivator. But why “someone” – that could only be our neighbor Petra. She had bought the house with us at about the same time. However, she had inherited a lot and was able to remove the rest alone, the happy one. She was a few years older than me, I estimated her in the middle / late 40 when I was 27. For a while she had lived there with her boyfriend Markus, a big puke that hardly any of the neighbors could stand.
At some point Petra must have noticed that and she separated from him two or three years earlier. I pressed out my cigarette, took my beer and got up – a look at Petra at the Gardening would be the right thing now. It was not a classic beauty, only a good 1.60 meters tall and pretty chubby. But she had a pretty face and her pounds were very well spread over large breasts, a stately butt and thighs, stomach and hips were also very nicely equipped.
I could see them between the lifestyle and whistled through my teeth. Wow not bad! She was wearing a shorts that just just covered her blast. Then she only wore a top one, but it was quite far out. When she turned down to put a weed into the bucket, I tore my eyes very far: she was not wearing anyone bra, left her big pugs all the freedom of movement that they wanted.
And that was not a little! Wonderfully rocked their big bells and I could hardly take the look of it. I cleared my throat and said her: “Hey Petra, so hardworking in the weather? Take a break, ”I recommended and she looked up frightened. “Jürgen! I didn’t even notice that you are in the garden – Susanne is already gone?“” Yes, this morning she went by train, I was straw widows for at least 4 weeks.
“” Strawwitwer – how that sounds, at your age, “she laughed. But then it will be a sad time for you, all alone, or?“, She wanted to know. “Well, how to take it – it has not always been easy with us recently and I’m now very happy to be alone at home. You don’t like to come across and we sit on our terrace? I also have a delicious white wine, ”I lured.
She wiped her face with a cloth. “I don’t have to think long if my favorite neighbor makes me such an offer. But I’m totally sweaty and don’t feel well – I just jump into the shower quickly. “Hui, just to drink a glass of wine with me? But okay, of course I didn’t mind. I also went into the shower and when I wrapped myself, I had to remember that at this moment Petra stood right behind the wall and insisted on her bare mopping body.
The lack of sex immediately felt with me and I had an official stand in no time. I wanted to get one down, but I didn’t know exactly when my neighbor would be with me and regrettably refrained from doing so. Maybe I should have done it, because now I always had to think about how it would be if I had showered together with Petra and in the crotch of my jeans my latte clearly emerged. I still shaved quickly and put glasses and a bag of chips on the terrace.
From my favorite wine I had 4 bottles in the fridge, we wouldn’t sit on the dry. Shortly afterwards Petra came through the garden in a bright summer dress that she was excellent. Now she also had a bra and smiling she came up to me. I went towards her and we pressed ourselves as a greeting. I couldn’t resist and put my one hand on her back but on her wonderful butt-a feeling of awesome.
She didn’t seem to notice it or it didn’t matter to her. She smelled very subtly for an expensive perfume and looked really good. I immediately draw the wine and poured generously. She first made a defensive hand movement, but then accepted the relatively full glass. We encountered and chatted about this and that. We came to your ex-partner Markus very quickly. “The asshole cheated me!“, It suddenly burst out of her.
I didn’t know her that way and I gave her empty glass full again. “Yes, and probably not just with a woman. He didn’t look bad and he knew how he could land in women. And the bad thing: he practically didn’t sleep with me anymore. He probably left his whole strength with the others, ”she murmured. I wanted to comfort her and stroked her over her shoulder. Her skin felt wonderful.
Very smooth, not at all according to your age. She smiled gratefully and said that Susanne and I could be happy that we would have each other. I almost cheated on my wine. “Uh, I really don’t want to chat out of the sewing box, but not everything is as great as it looks from the outside. “” Yes, it may be “, she admitted one. “But every evening, when I go to bed alone, I have to think of you that you have a good time to be in pairs.
“She took a big sip of wine. “Jürgen, it may not be right for me to tell you, but I think Markus also had something with Susanne. He never admitted it, but I often saw the two very familiar about chatting about the garden fence. And once – I came back a little more from work – I was able to see them on your terrace how they smooched wildly. “I remained the spit.
Real? The two? Hard to believe! I wanted to be hurt or sour – I couldn’t. Susanne now didn’t matter that it didn’t touch me at all. But I suddenly had such an idea … I acted as if this news was pulling the ground out under my feet and putting on a desperate look and stammered a few sentences. Petra immediately had a guilty conscience that she had told me about it and actually looked horrified.
Instinctively she reached for my hands and somehow wanted to donate me to comfort. I told her directly that I would now believe that Susanne was still cheating on me and that this would have to be the reason that she hadn’t slept with me for about a year. Petras was horrified with each sentence. “Petra, please tell me very openly: Find that I am unattractive? That you have to overcome yourself to go to bed with me?“Her horror was now at the peak (and we had emptied the third glass of wine):“ But no, Jürgen, not at all! What do you think, how many times I thought about it … “She broke off abruptly, but I was sure now: she needed sex and she had apparently already imagined it in her imagination with me!I briefly grabbed her and kissed her wildly.
At first she was completely overnight, after a short shock rigid she kissed me back for a second to get rid of it. “Jürgen”, it came from her breathless, “that doesn’t work. We are not allowed to … “she couldn’t get any further. I had pressed her back on and my tongue made her way to hers. Their objection had only been for the sake of shape. The woman was under birds as I had never experienced with one. Her fingernails dug my neck and the short pain let my remarkable erection Just get harder.
We fell on top of each other, like two starved predators and I only had the idea that we had to go down from the terrace. Without kissing, I lifted Petra out of the chair and conducted us into the living room. The leather sofa was small and uncomfortable, but the oriental carpet was made for the situation!I put her on my back and buttoned up her dress. Her voluminous breasts were held by a white bra, but not long.
I picked up Petra’s upper body, peeled her out of the dress and skillfully opened her bra. At the same time she had noticed my stand and fingered horny on the jeans. The button and zipper immediately opened it and my dick could no longer be completely covered by my underpants. Petra looked as if she had finally reached the destination after a long way, but I gently pressed her back onto the carpet. I put the bra aside and dealt with her lavish breasts.
The nipples were very hard and Petra whined when I sucked on them and they twirled slightly between my fingers. Now I massaged both boobs with my hands and I saw how a drop was already formed on my glans. My hands stroked her stomach and when she arrived at the panties, I pulled it out with a single movement. Petra automatically worked her Legs apart and closed the eyes. She had thick labia, which I carefully caressed with my index finger.
The fact that she was raising her pelvis was probably not aware of her at all. I carefully stroked the pubic hair and when I opened her labia there was a smacking noise. She was so sharp on mine tail, that no further explanation was required. I wanted to lick her first, but since she was already so excited, I quickly pulled out jeans and underpants and knelt between her legs. Petra couldn’t wait: “Come on, Jürgen, give me! Give me your cock, I need it now.
I need him urgently, ”it came like a mantra from her. I knew I wouldn’t last long, but she was so horny that it was a bliss to watch her. I pushed mine foreskin completely back and led my stick hard acorn to her labia. She immediately came up with me and very slowly I slid into her hot, wet pussy! I couldn’t remember when I had ever experienced such a nice feeling! Petra sibe hissing the breathing air through my teeth and I stayed for a moment when I was in her with my cock to the stop.
We smiled knowingly. Now it would be nice, no matter how long or. in short it would be. Very slowly I started moving my cock back and back before and Petra always stammered “Oh god, that’s nice, oh god, that’s nice …” I concentrated on her words, because I wanted to hold out as long as possible. When I realized that I was on the home stretch, Petra started to breathe. I now pushed her a little stronger and faster and with every push I noticed that I would make it! She now galloped on her orgasm to that could no longer be stopped! “I’m coming, I come, I Kooooommmmmmmmeeeeeeee!“, She japied and again her fingernails dug into my back.
I had brought her to orgasm, madness – that was the last thing that shot through my head before I came. I splashed an incredible load into her and I noticed how the seed was repeatedly pumped into her, apparently endless … when I couldn’t, I rolled down exhausted and we smiled overjoyed. That was just due, but something like that …
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