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Many years ago, when I first moved away from home to work. I lodged with Barry, Anna, who was in their early Fifties and their son, Clive, around my age. It was only supposed to be short term until I found a place. So I signed a six-month contract which I thought would give me plenty of time. The room I was renting was large. Big enough for a double bed, wardrobes, a small table and a two-seater sofa. I moved in on a cold April morning which meant It would hopefully be a warm August/September day when I was due to move out.
I could use the kitchen as I pleased when Anna wasn't cooking. At first, I tried to stay out of the kitchen and in my room. I had to walk through the living room to get to the kitchen and didn't want to disturb Anna and Barry watching TV. Clive was happy to sit on his arse all day, every day, playing Video games. In his private lounge, which was next to my room.
At the weekend, when not working. I would spend it house/flat hunting and finding new places to drink or something good to eat. Basically, I was getting my barrings on what each area had and the best places to live.
After a month of living there, Anna would make a point of coming and chatting to me as I cook or make a cuppa. I didn't think of it at the time, but she started to wear a dressing gown and nightie from time to time. She would let her dressing-gown fall open as we chatted to reveal whatever she was wearing underneath. Then apologise and go back to the living room.
I didn't mind as she did have a great body. There had been plenty of times I had watched Anna in her tight leggings do some cleaning and thought about walking over and grabbing her pert bum. But Barry was big and didn't fancy upsetting him.
On Friday, I arrive back to find that Clive and Barry had gone off fishing for the weekend. Anna explained it was some competition thing, but I wasn't paying much attention. I offered her some of the dinner I was making as I knew she hadn't eaten. She gladly excepted, and we sat down and chatted while we ate. Anna got some wine out to have with the meal, again that was strange as they never had a drink when eating.
After the meal, I washed up and spent the rest of the night talking, knowing Anna might feel lonely.
It was getting kind of late when I had to go to bed and excused myself. I laid on my bed reading for a short time but need the loo before turning off the light. Leaving my room, I noticed the bathroom light was on, and the door was open a little. I could hear a buzzing noise, and as I peered through the opening, I saw Anna with an electric toothbrush pleasuring herself. I crept quickly and silently back to my room so as not to disturb her. Seeing what she was up to had got me excited, but I was still in need of a wee.
I listened for the door to Annas bedroom to close before I made my way to the loo. By which time I was busting, and all thought of what I'd seen was out of my head. Once back in my room, I quickly fell asleep.
Come the morning, I woke up with a dry mouth, so head on down to make a drink. Anna was in the kitchen in just her nightie by the sink, looking out the window drinking a coffee. I stood there for a moment, wondering if I should leave or make a drink. But my thirst got the better of me, and I walked into the kitchen.
"Morning", I said as I entered the kitchen.
Anna, startled by my voice, looked around for her dressing-gown to cover herself. But, once she remembered that she must have left it in the bedroom gave up and smiled. I engaged her in polite conversation, asking what her plans were now that Barry and Clive aren't around. Anna then explained that this wasn't a planned trip for them but a chance invitation. Now she didn't know what to do.
I looked out of the window at the dark sky. I remarked that I wasn't likely to be going out either, and perhaps we should entertain each other. Anna smiled then blushed quickly after. Anna turned to look away from me and out of the window.
"How about a game of twister?" I asked, and she laughed hard, almost dropping her coffee.
I then excused myself by saying I need to get a shower leaving Anna with her coffee and the thought of playing twister.
All I kept thinking about was Anna in the kitchen as I soaped myself down, and it got me hard. But this wasn't the time or the place for this kind of thing. Once I had towelled myself dry, I wrapped the towel and headed to my room. As I passed Annas bedroom, the door was open with a set of lingerie is on the bed. Not wanting to be seen glaring, I dart into my room.
With my mouth still feeling dry, I head to the kitchen to find Anna now dressed, making another coffee. We stand and chat, but the thought of the lingerie that was on the bed filled my head. Was she wearing it now, why does she having it on, is she going out?
"There's plenty of water left for you", Anna says, snapping me out of my thoughts.
Anna is by the sink again. She has on a little red cotton dress that's a little tight. The buttons are straining slightly, almost ready to pop if Anna breathed in too much. I admired her legs that she repeatedly crossed and uncrossed them.
There was the thought again of is she in the lingerie or not in my head again. I tried to put that thought out of my head. Either by looking down at my coffee or out of the window while we chatted. Anna turned and began to fill the sink with water. She then opens the cupboard under the sink and bends over to reach a bottle. Anna then pours a small amount of the liquid into the bowl then bends over again.
I walk over as she is bent down. I ran my hands up the back of her thighs to her pussy and began to rub it gently. Anna lets out a soft moan as my fingers find her clit. She stands slowly and turns to look at me as my fingers still work their magic on her clit. She leans forward a places her hands on the sink. Her legs spread a little wider. My fingers are now able to slip in under her knickers.
Her pussy is wet and warm under my touch. My finger slips in with ease making Anna gasp and grab the sink tight. I place my other hand on her back and ran it and down slowly. Anna is now squirming as I move my finger in and out of her pussy. She is getting wetter by the minute, so I decided to slip in a second finger. Annas' legs began to quiver as both fingers now darted in and out. It wasn't long before her head was resting on her hands, and she jutted her hips backwards towards my hand.
There was a warm wet feeling over my hand as Annas' legs buckled slightly, and she squirted. She let out a long low groan as wave after wave soaked the floor. Now gasping for air, I relented and slowly withdrew my fingers. Soaking in her pussy juices, I gave them a quick wipe on a nearby towel.
As she began to lift her head from her hands, I turned her around. I lifted onto the join of the worktops. Then spread her legs, placing a foot on either worktop. I pushed her dress up to her waist and knelt before her. It was here that I noticed that she wasn't wearing the lingerie that was on the bed. But still excited by what has happened so far, I buried my face into her pussy. I licked and sucked every inch paying close attention to her clit.
"Oh, Shit!" exclaimed Anna as I sucked on her clit hard.
I felt both hands now grab my head, holding and pulling me in tightly. I could feel her legs quiver once more as I ran my fingers slowly along the outside of her thighs. Her body quickly stiffened, and I heard her gasp yet again.
"Fuck!" she cried out as her body relaxed, and she fell back against the cupboards panting.
Anna then released my head, and I stood. I began to unbutton her dress, revealing a different colour bra to her knickers. I pulled the straps of the dress off her shoulders. Then the straps of her bra and leant in to suckle upon a nipple. Anna groaned, and a hand gently clasped my head. My tongue now circled and flicked at her erect nipple. My other hand grasped and gently squeezed her other breast.
My cock was now aching to be set free and throbbed inside my trousers. I stood back from Anna. I looked at her eyes as they fell onto my bulge. I pulled down my trousers, allowing my cock to spring up and stand in front of me. I shuffled forward, and Anna reached out and grabbing my cock eagerly. Her fingers wrapped around it tightly and pulled it to her pussy.
"Fuck me. Fuck me hard", Anna begged with wide eyes.
I pushed my cock into her warm wet pussy. Her hand quickly grasped my arse and pulled me into her deeply. I did as she asked and began to thrust myself into her hard. I had to grab her by the waist to stop her from being pushed further onto the worktop. With each thrust, it lifted her off the surface. Anna was in ecstasy. Her head rolled from side to side as she groaned and grasped her breast.
Suddenly she fell silent, and her eye rolled back in her head. Her body tensed up and began to shake. She then let and a loud gasp as her body convulsed. She grabbed my arse and dug her nails into me, and pulled me deep inside her. I then exploded inside her, my hips thrusting uncontrollably into her as I filled her up with my cum.
Anna glared me in the eyes as she gasped deeply.
"Don't pull out", she begged as her body finally started to relax.
Anna then wrapped her legs around my waist and held me tightly for some time. That is until my cock shrivelled and fell from her. She let go of me, and she got down off the worktop. Grabbing my hand, she took me to the living room and made me sit on the sofa. Spreading my legs, she knelt between them and took hold of my cock. She stared me in the eyes as she lowered her head and engulfed my cock with her mouth.
My back arched, and my legs stiffened as her tongue circled the tip. Her mouth then began to run the length of my shaft, which got me hard once more in no time. Anna then crawled up my legs and straddled me. She lowered herself onto my cock and rode me hard until she came once more. I then got her on her knees and made her orgasm again. We repeated this all weekend, only taking a break to drink and eat, occasionally nap.
When Barry and Clive were back, the best we could manage was the odd fingering or blow job against the sink. Or if Barry is nodding off, we would fuck quickly. Either Anna bent over the worktop, riding me or doggy style on the floor, she'd always have a towel in her mouth to stop her from screaming.
But the best time was when Barry was in the garden mowing the grass, and I had Anna up against the bay window fucking her hard, and he didn't see a thing. |
