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By *oma OP Man
over a year ago
Glasgow |
I was around 40 when this happened.
I'd been seeing a woman for about 4 years. She was 39 and had two children. The son was 16 and the daughter 19.
I worked nightshifts and would go to my partners place straight from work maybe 2 or 3 times a week. We did not live together and this suited us both very well.
Anyway, it was around 4 30 am, I slipped the key quietly into the door and tip toed in, not wanting to waken anyone. Boots off, jacket off and opened the living room door. The only light was from the TV which I was surprised to see was still on, volume on mute.
Looking over the room the daughter lay sleeping on the couch. Her head towards the door i had just entered. I quietly crept past her to get to the kitchen. Dying for a cuppa.
Anyway, I got settled on a stool enjoying my coffee and winding down. Lookin forward to a hot shower before retiring.
Drinking my cup in heard a sound, and muffled "mmmmmm".
I reached over and opened the kitchen door slightly to investigate.
The Daughter, Heather, laying on the couch, had moved enough to displace the blanket she was using. The cover slipped off her to the side but her hand had strayed into her small pyjama shorts. She lay there, still asleep yet having a quiet rummage. God, I wish I could have read her mind at that moment.
She continued to play. I continued to watch making sure I switched off the kitchen light.
Her dream was gaining momentum and so was her hand . She moved again, this time onto her back, she was in a small t shirt and these very small and thin shorts. The covering had now fallen to the floor exposing her form.
Her right hand pushed at the elastic waistband, her hips raised just enough to allow the shorts to slide down onto her lovely milk white upper thighs.
My cock twitched in my jeans. I unbuttoned them and pulled on myself watching the show.
Heather slightly raised her knees and let her legs fall apart, exposing her lovely trimmed pussy. Her index finger had found her Clit and she slowly massaged just above the hood, gently circling her by now swollen clit.
It wasn't the only thing swollen I can tell you. My cock was bone hard. I slowly wanked myself.
Her nipples had now responded and had stiffened. Pushing up from her pert little tits under her shirt.
Her fingers parted her pussy lips and strayed further down onto her by now very moist entrance. She inserted one finger for a second then moved back to her clit, the forefinger gaining momentum. Little moans of pleasure escaped her. She was in heaven.
So was i, my strokes keeping pace with hers.
A slight squelching sound from her juices was evidence of her dream getting hornier. The fingers again searching out her now soaking hole. Two, then three delved into the pinkness searching for that g-spot on the front vaginal wall.
Her breathing heavy, her head turned to one side and her small tongue brushed across her very kissable lips.
Her other hand pushed up inside her shirt to pinch her right nipple. I could see her tug away at it under the thin material.
Her breathing got heavier and her hips began to move to the rythmn of her right hand on her gorgeous crotch.
By now she was in full flow, two fingers inside and her left hand moved down onto clit duty. Moaning and writhing, knees closing and opening again, she was having a ball all to herself.
By now I could feel it rising and reached for the paper towel to unload onto.
Heather reached her climax, biting her lower lip as she tensed. Her knees clamped together holding onto both her hands in a vice like grip. Her hips raised thrusting upwards, she held it there for a few seconds before relaxing. Her small, perfectly formed hands let fall, her legs then stretched out rigid.
That was enough for me, my hand was a blur as I suddenly emptied my balls. Spurting my load trying to stifle a groan.
When I looked over at her she had a slight smile on her lips, had turned onto her side and was drifting off to somewhere else.
My coffee was stone cold, the idea of a hot shower had turned to maybe having a cold one instead.
Wow, that's been the one and only time I have witnessed anything like it, and it will stay with me.
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