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The following story arises from my imagination and (unfortunately) has nothing to do with reality. Nevertheless, it is – I think – to read it. Have fun
At the time of this story I was just 20 years old. At that time I was visiting my best friend of the same age almost every day.
Mostly all evening and on weekends often overnight. We were constantly hanging together in front of the telly or in front of his computer. A few years before I met my boyfriend, his Father Leave the families, which is why my friend since then alone with his Mother lived in a very spacious apartment.
His mother was a rather average petite woman who was about a head smaller than me. If her face and hands had not clearly revealed her age, she would be good and loved as his Sister went through.
There was actually nothing that I would have felt particularly attractive or unattractive about her. But who looks at the mother of his best friend. Some old pictures on the wall and her always very well -groomed, half -long, light blonde hair gave me guessing that she let her go something after separation from her husband and she used toI knew how to spice up.
One night, when I decided to spend the night with my boyfriend after a long evening, I trotted towards the bathroom in the usual way, already completely tired, to pee again before sleeping and my teethcleaning.
On the way into the bathroom, a lot to me that the door to my friend’s bedroom was not entirely closed and I assumed that it must be in the bathroom. So I first knocked carefully on the bathroom door and waited if I received an answer. Even if I had developed a certain curiosity, how my host would probably look completely naked, it would have been incredibly embarrassed if I had stormed directly into the bathroom, while she might just change or even SO on the toilet.
When I knocked again, however, my imagination was lost in an embarrassing situation with regard to such a random meeting. Maybe I could have surprised her while she was standing in the shower and the shower stays between my legs to satisfy herself.
After all, she has no one who could satisfy her sexual lust. I imagined how she turns around when she notices that someone is storming into the bathroom and she at the same time hiding her shame and her breasts with her arms, putting the bathroom under water with the shower. I also introduced myself to how she is relieved a “Oh you are only” when she recognizes me. “You splash everything full … you piglets” I would say with a smug smile to clearly emphasize the supposed ambiguity.
“Oh god yes, you are right,” she replies, then also to add a smile, “it happens very rarely that I would inject everything full”. I heard right? She really meant what I think? “Come here and bring to the end of what I just started. We can wipe away the splashed mess later when you’re done with me “. When I approach her, I notice how her big nipples are hard and pointed off from her small, firm breasts and clearly show your excitement.
“Should I have my back to you” I ask innocently and get the answer from her “No, you should come here and your hard to me tail Put it in my wet cunt and get it to me until I inject everything here like the shower “. I approach her and grab between her legs. Immediately I can feel how your thighs pinch my hand and I start to massage your venus hill with my flat hand. “When I let go of you now you pull out and put your horny cock deep into my wet pussy – I want to feel you deeply in me immediately.
Fuck me really horny. I need it so urgently.”
Suddenly I woke up from the daydream and now, with a grin on my face, was actually shaking the bathroom. “Oh man, I’m with my best friend and not with a porn shoot,” I thought and started to wash with cold water at the sink and drive out my erotic thoughts.
After I was able to resist the temptation to get one down on the spot and I really just wanted to sleep, I made my way back to my friend’s room.
In the hallway, of course, I passed the half -open door of the bedroom again. This time the curiosity overwhelmed me. Atmosphered by the sexual ideas that have just been displaced, I carefully went to the door, with the idea of giving the impression that I just wanted to close the door. My friend’s room was on the other side of the apartment without a direct view of the bedroom.
Since I could also be pretty sure that he had already fallen asleep, I felt safe and unobserved enough to still split through the gap.
In fact, I could see that my friend’s mother is already in bed. My hormones still had the upper hand and so I tried to get a more precise picture of the sleeping, mature woman in the room. To see more, after a brief control view, I pushed myself carefully into the room, which now fell a little more light. Actually, I could only see that someone here is under a duvet.
I was a little disappointed and at the same time annoying about the risk that I had taken for this ridiculous sight. After a few seconds before I actually wanted to withdraw, it seemed to me that the duvet was moving very easily. I held my breath away – oh man just don’t let you catch – how embarrassing it can be all that can be.
Suddenly I was in a situation that I never wanted to get into.
The adrenaline shoots through my veins and I’m suddenly wide awake.
All my senses run in full swing. I crouch on the wall and watch every little movement. Just do not stand out and predict all movements, then I come from the room undiscovered. In fact, the ceiling moves.
“Oh no please don’t,” I think. She only seems to sleep restlessly. I can now also hear your breath. The movement of the ceiling and the breath seem to have a certain rhythm.
The tiredness, tension and the previous sexual excitement crank my imagination again. In my head, a picture as it lies in front of me develops a hand between the legs under her ceiling. Stimulating your clit with one finger and massaging your little breasts with the other hand. How to pinch her stiff, protruding nipples with your fingers.
I imagine how the rhythmic breathing is becoming more and more intense. I feel them erection in my pants, triggered by the recurring fantasies and I can’t hold back. Slowly I start massaging my hard through the pants with one hand and some pressure. With wonderful ideas about how she lies in her bed and indulges in her lust, I watch the duvet of her body disappearing from her body and she wraps around the bed cover in front of her.
Damn, now the time has come, she has woken up and caught me in flagranti how to get a down in front of your bed. – It doesn’t happen.
It lies further on her bed, the back and her, which only turned through a narrow end of her nightgown, bouncing little butt in my direction. Wound a leg over the duvet so that the duvet is now clamping between its thighs.
Bingo, I think what a sight. The movements on the bed, which were previously hidden through the duvet, go almost seamlessly. With every little movement that now reveal itself as a small rhythmic swing of your pelvis, the nightgown is slipped further up and I can now clearly see how the supposedly sleeping woman masturbates. In order to avoid that I do not spray directly into my pants, I cannot avoid breathing audibly sharply in order to then slowly but audible, to let the air through the mouth and thus the pressure, checked in a controlled manner.
The movement in front of me stops briefly and immediately sets in again. Apparently a little more intensely rubs the abdomen on the clamped pinched duvet and breathing is becoming increasingly clear and irregular. I hear a barely audible “come to me” and wait again to wake up from my imagination. “I need you now” I can guess more than hear and I realize that this time I don’t dream day.
Very careful without even a second to turn away from the excited, petite body in front of me, I get up and go to the bed. When I walk past I close the door. Absolute darkness. The slight moan is even clearer in the dark.
I move on and come across the bed. To orientate myself, I feel towards the bed and feel that I found your wonderful little but very firm butt straight away. I only hesitate very briefly before I dare to stroke the crunchy back of the mature woman. When my hand drives towards the Posplege, my hand is gripped and led directly to an already wet -smacking column.
I feel your slight persistence and, above all, I feel how your comed juice has already spent generous. Now there is no hesitation anymore. Still standing on the bed I start to spoil your damp smacking step with one hand, while your hand remains on my lying down and the intensity of my touch is also determined. With the middle finger I slide between their labia, while the other fingers exert slight pressure.
A deep sigh tells me that she enjoys this touch. While I keep the pressure with my hand continues to glide my middle finger through her column and stimulates your clit. My hand is pinched up by her thighs and I feel how it lets her abdomen revolve and thereby further reinforce the pressure of my hand and the middle finger is increasingly absorbed in its column. The fragrance that she exudes through her lust increases my desire to let my erection feel more and more.
I can’t hold back. I reach for a thigh with my free hand and try to free my pinched hand. Immediately the pressure with which my hand is kept increases. I am strengthening my effort without turning up too much strength and now manages to separate your thighs with both hands.
Now it lies on her stomach with slightly spread legs that I still fix. “Oh no” I whimper them. However, it does not sound convinced. The declining counter pressure of your thighs in my attempt to continue spreading them in order to free your pleasure grotto confirms my assumption that you probably mean an “Oh yes – please”.
I still can’t really see anything in the darkness of the bedroom.
The rising sweet cloud and the attitude of my arms, however, tell me that the woman that I had not even seen naked now with my legs spread and juicy pussy, stomach in front of me and is waiting to be fucked by me. I enjoy this moment for a few seconds and then kneel on the bed and position myself directly between the open thighs. My cock stands steeply from my abdomen and carefully I explore the body in front of me with the erect link. The first touch takes place with the shaft of my cock, which pushes directly into the pobot of my friend’s completely motionless mother.
A cozy “Aaah” escapes both at the same time, with this somewhat surprising touch.
When pulling my pelvis back and with a little support of a hand, I control my hard stand so that I slide down through the PoSpalte with my glans until it suddenly penetrates a few centimeters deep into the smacking pussy. Before I can brake the penetration, I feel how the body rears up under me and comes up directly. Inevitably I penetrate them so directly, very deeply, and I literally feel their desire to take up me completely immediately.
When trying to get along and let her disappear the last centimeters of my limb in her vagina, I find that my penis is suddenly stopped in her and I cannot penetrate her with full length. The attack of my glans so deeply in her abdomen, accompanied by an outcast squeak, fled to the front, but without completely releasing my cock back into freedom. When she lies flat on the bed again, slowly, slowly, as deep as it goes, in her and so in order not to empty my entire load in it directly. I feel how she bends her lower legs, land on my buttocks and how to prevent me from withdrawing.
I carefully lie down on her and enjoy the feeling so deeply in her and breathe the scent of her hair, mixed with the increasing smell of sweat and pussy juice, deeply one.
I start with slight movements of my hard cock in her vagina and slowly lift her pelvis while I go on my knees behind her. It cannot be avoided that my cock slips out of her with a juicy smack. “Oh no, please don’t stop, I need more of it,” I hear them suffocated.
In response, I push my hard cock back into her cunt, which is willingly raised and only wait to be filled out completely again. This time there is no break, I come across several times in a row, but gently,. With each impact, your movement becomes more demanding and your lustful moaning is no longer to be ignored. I grab her pelvis with both hands and push, her ass pulling to me, and after a few seconds, like her buttocks, your thighs and her vagina tell her orgasm.
In this situation, I suddenly record everything that has just happened crystal clear.
The mother of my best friend in orgasmic twitches lying in front of me, stretches her ass and dripping pussy towards me. My cock fully sunk into it, her old but close and strong vagina massages. Now I can no longer control myself and even get to orgasm with heavy showers and unload my entire sparrow charge in a few thick bumps in it. Ferred and actually much too late I pull my cock out of her with a last loud smack and can only guess how she will react now when I hastily raised my pants and leave the bedroom without caution without cautionto become.
Immediately I steal the bathroom again, because with all of that sperm And I can never go back to my cock’s odor -intensive pussy juice into my best friend’s room.
At a later point in time it should be shown that I don’t get away again so easily.
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