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Hello my name is Mathias, I am 20 years old and live in southern Germany. My hobbies are cycling and playing guitar. I am 1.80m tall and have blonde long curly hair. Last Friday I was invited to my friend Bernd after bike training. His family has a house with a large garden. Since it is currently very warm (sometimes a real one Summer), we decided to grill with him in the evening. I have never been with him before and was really excited the cottage, because Bernd often spoke of his castle.
When we arrived it showed that Bernd hadn’t exaggerated. The house is located in a park -like garden. There was even a swimming pool. We initially went into the house, where Bernd showed me his room. It was huge! While I was asking him who was still living in this big house, someone came up the stairs. She stopped in the door surprised, because Bernd had probably missed me to announce me. She had long chestnut brown to red hair, and wore a red long bathrobe and a few wooden high mules with red leather straps and high heels.
When I looked at her, she was immediately sympathetic to me. The bathrobe could not hide the fact that it had a very female figure, expressed in other words, it had a lot of wood in front of the hut, and a nice round ass without being thick. Our eyes met and I couldn’t help it, I had to star on them. But she wasn’t doing much better, because her beautiful red mouth was slightly opened, as if she were just about saying something when she entered the room.
Bernd saved the situation when he introduced me: Hello Mammi, this is my friend Mathias, Mathias, that’s mine Mother Susanne. Finally I was able to solve my gaze from these wonderful lips and stammered something like: Hello Ms. Schneider. She too was awakened from the short trance again and now smiled at me with one, as I found, insanely attractive smile. You can say Susanne to me if I can say Mathias.
Bernd has already told you … I got very hot when she looked at me that way. Of course I accepted your offer immediately. Bernd had probably not noticed anything about everything, because he explained Susanne that we wanted to grill in the garden today. Susanne was enthusiastic about the idea. That’s nice, I’m so lonely because mine Sister With her family and mother on holiday is. I can use a little society well, or if you want to be alone with your friends? She looked at me.
She had beautiful brown eyes now I noticed. I have no girlfriend at the moment, I said a little embarrassed, and before Bernd could say something I added: it would be very nice if she – oh I meant you to grill society;and got red because I wasn’t used to duking me with the mothers of my friends. Bernd said he was expecting a call from Gabie later against later, his girlfriend.
Only now did I remember that I was still wearing my bike pants because we are driving to Bernd’s house immediately after the bike training session. I asked Susanne where I could change. She now seemed to be remembered by her own appearance, which she easily blushed. She pulled the belt of her bathrobe a little firmer, so that you could no longer admire this beautiful cleavage. So, because of me you don’t have to change yourself except, of course, you want to go swimming.
She said. I have no swimming trunks at all I replied. That doesn’t matter, Bernd can borrow one of himself. She looked at Bernd expectantly. Of course Bernd was happy to leave me one of his pants. Ok, I’ll go down and look for something grillable, Susanne said, although she was already turning and stepped out of the room. I enjoyed clicking the wooden shoes on the wooden floor and imagined how it would sound on stone tiles.
When she was true I turned to Bernd, who was already in the process of getting his swimming trunks out of the closet. You have a very nice mother, I said to him, where is yours Father actually? He looked at me and replied that my parents have been divorced for 4 months. My father now lives with an Italian who he met on his last trip abroad. She’s not that bad. Sometimes I’m with him too.
I’m sorry, I replied. How can you leave only one woman like your mother for another? Bernd winced only with a shoulder while he was enough for me one of his swimming trunks. He had to give me his biggest because he is a little narrower than I was built. Still she was a little tight and still red with me. Well, I thought to myself, that can be cheerful. I read my things in Bernd’s room and we went down to plunge into the cool water.
When Bernd’s mother came out of the house, she had swapped the bathrobe with a floral knee -length summer dress. She looked adorable in it, especially because it had a large neckline. She brought in with the meat and rolls. We now got out of the water and began to take care of the fire. If you still want salad, then I can make you some, said Susanne. But it wouldn’t be bad if someone would help me. Of course she had noticed my gaze.
I couldn’t tear myself away from the sight of this beautiful calves, especially because I could even see her in the water at first when we were still in the water. I had gained the impression that she was not wearing a slip at all. Bernd preferred to want to take care of the fire, which was just right for me. I followed Susanne into the house. While Susanne floated in front of me, I was able to see her horny hips swinging and at the same time was heard the exciting clock of her shoes on the stone slabs, which brought me a stiff in the tight swimming trunks.
Susanne also noticed this, although she unconsciously stroked her dress with her hands and lingered briefly in the area of her pleasure center. Then she offered me because of course the swimming trunks were also wet her bathrobe, which was still hung over the back of a dining room. Of course, I first defended myself against it, because I immediately had to think of my stiffness. However, I liked the idea that I was allowed to wear their bathrobe. You don’t need to take off your swimming trunks said Susanne while holding my bathrobe so I could slip in.
I gave in and put on the coat, whereby I noticed her fragrance, which was discreetly attached to the coat. It smelled slightly of haggling and roses. Wash the salad and crush it into edible pieces, she said to me as she enough for me a lettuce out of the fridge. She herself took some tomatoes and a cucumber, which she also had to wash, whereby a touch of our shoulders and the hips did not fail. When she was so close to me, of course I had a great insight into her cleavage and I used this immediately.
She also didn’t seem to wear a bra. I could almost admire her breasts to the nipples. They seemed to be very tight for a woman of her age, especially for the size. (I appreciated it at least on cup size c) you like what you see? I suddenly heard her questions. I hadn’t even noticed that she had held the knife for the salad, and had probably stared on her breasts for a while.
I got hot and I am sure that I had a totally red head at that moment and couldn’t reply to her question. You don’t need to be red straight away, I would be happy if you would still find me attractive at my age, she said. Now I also found my voice. I think your bosom is great, and you also have a great body. I replied in a rougher voice, not without stalling.
This seemed to please her, but I had probably said a little too much, because now she was a little red too. She looked out on the terrace where Bernd was busy sizzling the meat, obviously unsure what she should answer my compliments. We should rather finish the salad, she finally said. She tried with a smile, the brutal turn, which she gave to weakening the conversation. She turned away from me and cut the tomatoes.
While I crushed the salad into bite -sized pieces, she made the salad sauce. When I was done, I threw the salad into the bowl to the tomatoes and cucumber pieces. In doing so, I tried to touch her, which was not difficult to see because Susanne almost seemed to stretch her ass towards me. The meat is ready! Bernd called from outside at that moment. We come, called Susanne and briefly stirred the salad. Then she went outside, I followed her on her foot.
It was a wonderful evening and we have an interesting conversation. Bernd’s girlfriend Sabine called during the meal. Bernd talked to her for a while. After the conversation ended, he said that he still had to go to Sabine. She would have insisted to be alone with him. She only lived two streets further, so that he wanted to ride his bike quickly. It makes you something when I leave you alone with my mother? Asked me Bernd.
No, no, I wanted to go soon anyway, I answered what calmed him down because he seemed to have a guilty conscience in relation to his duties as a host. When we finished eating with the food, Bernd said goodbye, and I also pretended that I would go now. When he was gone, Susanne asked me if I really wanted to go. A certain undertone in her voice made it clear that she would like to enjoy my society.
I decided to take her a little. I don’t know, I don’t have to get up early tomorrow, but shouldn’t I go slowly? Oh stay a little more … she said. Of course I stayed. We sat on a Hollywood swing with a view of the park and the adjacent plots. She was sitting next to me. I took the good opportunity and cheekily put my left hand on her thigh. Of course he was covered with her dress, but that made the whole thing even more erotic.
She looked at me shocked for a moment and then let her hand slide slightly over my hand, which lay on her thigh. I don’t seem to be as shy as I thought at first … she said. I cannot resist your attraction, I replied, and hoped she would not notice my uncertainty, which stirred that I had never done anything like this before. Of course, I had already studied the relevant films and some magazines that made the round with us in the click, but had no significant experience yet.
So you find me so beautiful? I feel flattered, she said, where she opened the top button on her summer dress with her left hand. My stiffer true again during the meal, but since she took me by the hand, he was even harder than before, if that was possible, and threatened to blow up Bernd’s swimming trunks. I wish to finally get rid of this constricting feeling.
Do you want to go swimming? We asked each other almost at the same time. We looked at each other and laughed. I want to see you in the dress in the water I said to her. And I in your tight swimming trunks! She replied. I agreed and put the bathrobe off. I literally felt her eyes on my ass. If you go ahead, I love to see you, I said to her. She got up and I couldn’t help it, I had to put both hands on her hip first and then put it on the buttocks, which I then started to stroke the swimming pool while she was going to go to the swimming pool.
It seemed very easy to please her because she stretched her ass towards me. When we arrived at the pool, she hesitated something. I wondered if she was afraid that someone could see us, or should the dress not get wet? She turned and looked into my eyes. I replied her eyes, who was now looking down on me. I assume that you don’t tell any of your schoolmates or from your click something about this evening? She said.
Klaro, I replied by approaching her close to her and hugging her. She reacted by pointing her lips to the kiss. I kissed Susanne tenderly and she pushed her tongue in my mouth. I started sucking them and caressing. Meanwhile, my left hand had set up his own business and her dress pushed up. In fact, she had no panties under the dress, so that my fingers could penetrate freely to her pussy.
It was already quite damp there. I now let my middle and index finger slide slowly and gently over their lust grotto. She breathed an ahhhhh and pulled me to a deck chair on the pool. She sat down, so that she had my pants, with my latte, which could hardly be hidden in front of her eyes. I think we can fail to swim, I said. Susanne smiled at me, no problem and pulled my pants down.
She had probably not expected such a jumping power of my knife, because my limb jumped against her forehead, which she made a little frightened out loud. But she started again, reached for mine tail, and jerked him with relish. I stood there, between their spread legs and enjoyed their care. Next, Susanne opened his mouth and put her lips over my glans. She bit gently and enjoyed my light twitch.
Now she started blowing and too jerk off, so that I almost calculated to get out, since all my blood had to be in the 18cm of my cock. She almost managed to get him into her mouth to the eggs. Then she took my eggs with her left and my left cheek with her right hand. Her long fingernails dug into my skin as she started to knead both well.
That was too much. I came with full force. After the first salva, Susanne released my Schwengel and I could watch my next pushing on her face and her cleavage distributed. Bernd’s mother looked at me and I also saw her satisfaction but also greed for more in her eyes. Photos sit down with me my darling, she said. I now let myself down on the deck chair. I will now also offer you something, she said, where she distributed my fresh sperm across the entire face, and then licked her fingers after the other.
Is good for the skin, she said. Then Susanne slowly began to solve the buttons of her dress. Her sight of how she blew her curves, her nipples, who think of me stiff and firmly and finally her cunt, which was now dripping with moisture. Bernd’s mother now dropped the dress completely and stepped down, only with his shoes on my feet completely naked in front of me. Well, you like that? Now lick me too! She said as she turned over, bent down, and stretched out her ass, so that my nose almost pushed into her column.
I grabbed her super butt and tried to spoil her in the same way as she had just done it with me. I stretched out my right hand and stroked her tits hanging in this position Gail. I didn’t take long when she was already shouting at her first climax. Now I got up while I was still massaging her with my left hand on the clit to keep her in the way, I put on the push.
She noticed what I was going to do and screamed, oh yes, fuck me, fuck me with your beautiful young cock, my cracking butt!!! My first push was sitting … she gave an incredibly high tone of herself like Jiiiiaa … Of course, I immediately followed up, seemed to be overlooked one wave after another. After her screams were reminent, she suddenly started to tremble and sob. I had come again during her orgasms and withdrew my lifting latte.
I had to support her and let her slide on the deck chair. A little worried about the sudden change of mood, I sat down with her and began to stroke her. I let my hands slide my feet over the calves, the bottom and back to the hairline, where I gently massage it with my fingertips. Slowly she came to rest. She started to stroke me too, which I really enjoyed. Come on let’s go swimming and washed off the sweat, Susanne said after a while.
Only now did I realize that I am a bit frozen, since the sweat is now sending a cold on the body and yet had become a little cooler. I agreed and we plunged into the 26 ° warm water. Her attraction on me ensured that we quickly found ourselves here and we explored our bodies with our hands and tongues. Unfortunately I couldn’t stay because we didn’t know when Bernd would be back.
The next day I had already agreed to spend with my parents and on Sunday Susanne couldn’t. Shit happens! But I’m eagerly waiting for the next weekend …
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