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Nied up by my mature neighbor
My name is Maik, 28 years old and still single.
Before about. I moved in here for 2 months, 2 rooms in a residential tower with 14 floors. Beautifully anonymous and my roommates are almost all the older women and gentlemen. But if you thought there is no fun here, you are huge.
I would never have thought it possible that a brisk sex -obsessed granny would eat me. but one after anonther ?
Monika S. I got to know my neighbor on the day of my move -in. At the age of 59 she is a really sharp bride, approx.
1.65m tall, chestnut brown long hair, with plenty of wood in front of the hut and a magnificent ass. A real eye -catcher!
After the moving people had disappeared and I rang the doorbell when I was unpacking the boxes. Mrs. S. stood in front of it, a pot of coffee in one hand and with the other she balanced a tray on which sandwiches lay and two cups stood.
Irritated, I looked at her, smiling she pushing herself past me into the apartment, staying in the living room and looking around, a look into the kitchen and she beamed even more. “I knew it, no kitchen yet ……….. So neighbor a little something to strengthen and on good neighborhood. I’m Monika or Moni for short ”, so she held the tray towards me.
Only now did I notice how hungry I was and I took the food thankfully, asked it to sit down and introduced myself. We sat between all the moving boxes and she told me everything worth knowing about my new environment. After a good hour she said goodbye, wished me a nice evening and went, looked deep into my eyes again and said with a wink: “I hope I will see you again soon”. She turned again on her apartment door and threw me a kissing mouth.
She was gone.
The following Saturday I met her again in the supermarket. She was heavily packed in front of the entrance. “Hello, beautiful neighbor, may I help?”I said it. She looked up shocked, recognized me and a bright smile appeared on her face.
“Oh, love my sweeter,” answered and turned red on the face. Together we went home with the purchases. In front of her door I put the bags off with your purchases, said goodbye politely and went over to my apartment. “What kind of horny Knacharsch the guy, mmmmmmh” I heard a quiet whisper behind me, I looked back over my shoulder and just saw how she drove her tongue over her lips and closed the door.
The following Friday it happened.
I came straight from work. She stood in the hallway and waited for me. “Maik, you come to me to eat tonight? I don’t always eat alone, I also have something delicious on the stove … and then there is something very special about the dessert. Yes? ……..
Please!“I was happy to accept the invitation, on the one hand I had no desire to cook something, on the other hand I remembered what she had whispered. Let’s see what will become of it, I thought and smiled at her honey -sweet. “7:30 p.m. and casual clothes please” she called, waved to me and had disappeared in her apartment. So old boy, I thought, now you still have a good 1½ hours to make yourself pretty.
I showered extensively and put on loose clothes, jeans, sneakers and a black T-shirt with the print: “I love hot moms”, let’s see if she understands the wink. Then quickly got a bouquet of flowers to the train station and then it was also time to appear at Moni.
When she opened me, the blow hit me, she hadn’t said anything about casual clothing? Short black leather mini, high heels, and a super tight top with insane neckline, from which her fantastic breasts piled out. “Now don’t stand that poured, come in,” she breathed and pulled me into her apartment. Then she stands right in front of me, looks at me, put my arms around my neck and kisses me tenderly, she rubs her horny body in an unabashedly and whispers “Thank you for coming”
“Mmmmhh, that was delicious!”
I put the cutlery on the plates that were completely empty and smiled at her satisfied.
She is really a beautiful mouse. She drives playfully with the Finger Due to their natural red curls and grins at me: “Would you like something to do with dessert?”
“Hmm ……” I answer and my cheeky flap sets before I can prevent it: “But I would have an idea …”
My cheeky grin and the fact that my view slides down over her body and some noticeable moments as if on her lap is enough to make it clear to me.
At first she looks at me in silence and a unsuccessful smile is playing over her lips while she is probably considering her answer. Then she says with played innocence: “Yes? What an idea?“She lets her hand follow her curls down to her breasts and then puts her on her chest in a clearly not innocent gesture.
I can just stop my mouth from being opened when her fingertips begin to make tender circles at the point of your blouse under which I suspect her nipple. How spellbound I stare at this delicate hand that in front of my eyes unabashedly performed such an intimate caress.
“Do you like my breasts? In the School Was I the only girl who was not too small or too big her breasts.
The other girls always envied me that my hills are so twisted and round and yet fit perfectly with my figure.“In the last sentence she grabs her beautiful chest firmly with her hand and kneads her briefly before she lets her fingertips dance again.
Your cheeky grin is getting wider and more wider while trying to catch myself and get the initiative back.
“But I have the feeling that you didn’t speak of my breasts. You wanted mine Pussy to dessert propose, do not be true?”
I can’t believe it, but I still don’t get a word out. The lady has hopelessly surprised me.
“Well, you accepted my invitation, it is only fair if I also take care of the dessert.”
There seems to be nothing to her that I do not do anything right now. On the contrary, the more passive I get, the more she seems to work in her role and to enjoy the situation to control the situation.
“You stay well here now and I quickly go wash and prepare your dessert.
Don’t touch yourself from the point, you hear?”
While I stay obedient and don’t stir from the spot, Moni disappears in the bathroom. She slips out of her skirt, the panties and socks and washes the cunt. Then she folds the skirt and grabs her underwear into the laundry basket. In its place, she now attracts black, hold -free stockings and a string of a black tip, which is knotted together on the sides with sweet loops and consists of a silky, almost transparent material directly above the Möslein.
Since I do not see this, I will never find out that she had planned from the start to seduce me and deliberately provided these things for it.
After Moni has put on her black stick shoes in the hallway, she goes into the kitchen and puts some sugar in a small bowl. Now she is only missing the last preparation. She leans against the sink and begins to stroke her panties. With relish she excites herself, strokes her nipple again with her other hand and paints out in my mind how royally she will be spoiled.
She takes all the time in the world, knowing that my tension (and with it my compliance) only rise further.
Only when she can no longer resist the desire to push her fingers under her panties, the woman lets off on herself. She looks down on herself satisfied. She had always become particularly moist and today she exceeded herself again. She feels how her cunt really floats in the slippery juice and that her stimulating panties are completely sized.
Every man she had had so far had been fond of her slippery-wet Möschen and she did not have to allow that to change.
A few handcuffs from her bedside table in one, the sugar bowl in the other hand, she struts back to me.
She puts the bowl on the table, turns around and builds up in front of me. She loosely swings the handcuffs back and forth, which can hardly be rid of my gaze from the panties that is now exactly at eye level. Her smooth -shaved, damp lips are hardly covered by the panties while the sweet, red hairs that she kept above her cunt are hidden behind the black lace.
After making me enjoy the sight a little, she grabs me on the chin and lifts it up so that I can look her in the eye.
“So, my little one. I will now explain the rules of our little game to you and you’d better listen to me!“She is now firmly hatched into her dominant role and her voice leaves no doubt that she is now serious.
“First: What I say is done.
If you don’t obey me, I put on and you go.”Secondly: you get my pussy for dessert right away. Nothing else. If you just try to touch me somewhere else, I put on and you go.”” Third:. You can only touch me with your lips and tongue.
If you just try to bring other parts of the body into play, I put on and you go.”” Fourth: Because I don’t trust you yet, I’ll put these handcuffs here. If you defend yourself, I put on and you go.”” And fifth: The dessert is over when I say that. Don’t try to snack on me shorter or longer, otherwise I will come up with something much worse than just throwing out!” “Did you understand everything?”
I affirm obedience, stand up to her sign and leave my hands on my back tie up.
“If you continue to stay so well, we’ll get along well.“After a kiss on my cheek, she turns and sits on the table. She spreads her Legs Elegant and orders me to sit on the chair in front of her.
When I sit in front of her, she instructs me to only spoil her with her lips and exclusively on the panties.
I bend my head until I am very close to her inviting lap and start to distribute gentle kisses everywhere on the panties. For minutes she can be caressed so tenderly and we both enjoy it every moment. The pleasant scent of her excited cunt seems to be everywhere and the soft, sensitive skin that I only feel through the tip feels so incredibly beautiful.
Finally she also allows me to use my tongue and I greedily lick the transparent piece directly over her lips. The gentle moan that comes from her half -open mouth shows me that you like what I do.
“Enough.
Now you can take off my panties.“She instructs me.
I straighten myself up and she turns me on the table first, then the other side, so that I can open the ribbons with my lips that keep the string in its place. When she turns me back to my lap again, he is only on her and I pull it out with her mouth.
Again I can only kiss her and so I will continue to be denied her taste. My lips gently touch every centimeter of the sensitive skin, research researching through the sweet hairs on their pubic mounds, slide their clit caress down, nibble tenderly on their lips, carefully push themselves in between to feel the pink meat itself and kiss the sensitive skin curiouslyBetween Pussy and Po. Your moan is slowly getting louder and almost excites me more than the wet cunt in front of me.
Next, she allows me to spoil her with the tip of the tongue.
“But I just want to feel the touch of a touch!“Order me with a documented voice.
I obey and let the outermost tip of my tongue dance over your skin. I give my best, stroke it as gently and seductively as possible, because I finally want to taste it properly. After a while I just start licking the little gap between her labia up and down without penetrating them because it would have needed too much pressure and, as expected.
“Aaaahh, wait! You do this wonderful and there is now a reward for that.“She explains as she presses my head away from her punch away.
“Here, just for you, so that my pussy also tastes particularly good when you lick a nice orgasm for me.”She says and winks at me as she spreads a pinch of sugar from the bowl over her naked, slippery cunt.
“Come on, enjoy it, but not too hastily!”
Still careful and almost tormentingly gently I start to taste it and snack on your pussy juice with sugar. Klara groans more and more and luckily it doesn’t take long, so she keeps starting “Lecks me! Lick me as best you can! Get it to me! Come on!“And to repeat many other requests.
I enjoy licking, kissing and nibbling on her, stroking her gently, sometimes firmly and urgently with my tongue, cost the wonderful juice that she keeps looking after and it just doesn’t seem to be less.
In the desire to make your upcoming climax even more beautiful and more intense, I hesitate to get out, lick it closer to him, only to let it up again just before. At some point she starts screaming:
“Finally do it to me! Aaaahhh … I want to come! Mmmhhh … Do it!”
In the meantime I have found her most sensitive point and I will let my tongue go on it.
I don’t stop when her screaming and groaning becomes a wordless lustlauts, not even when her whole body begins to twitch wildly. When her pussy is literally flooded by juice, I nibble all the more greedy and only when she gets up with a last, loud groaning and then collapsed exhausted, I let a little more and more and more gentle and tender. Only on an occasional whimper I realize that it is still conscious while I slowly let my caresses end.
A playful kiss on her cunt is the last touch that I allow myself, then I straighten up and wait patiently until she has recovered a little. Something out of breath still straightens up and looks into my eyes.
“You did that really well.
I hope you also had your fun.”
Smiling I nod and watch her stand up and then slips into her morning mantle. Then she starts my handcuffs and says: “You will get a lot more from me than what you got today if you want that. And maybe I will recommend one or the other girlfriend to eat with you too.“She winks at me and gives me a hot tongue kiss.
“You can keep the panties as a souvenir!“She calls me as she closes the door behind me.
I could hardly wait to receive the next invitation and it followed the next day. But that’s a different story and her promise also kept her to recommend me one or the other girlfriend.
God I’m happy to live here ?
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