The rest of the evening went without any more naughty shenanigans, apart from the odd grope and kiss.
The following morning I awoke, with a slightly heavy head.
Fizzy wine and beer are never a great combination.
Claire was already up, so I wearily climbed out of bed, brushed my teeth and made my way downstairs.
Rachel and Claire were sat at the kitchen table, eating toast and chatting as I walked through.
“Morning sleepy head” said Claire, as she got up to give me a kiss.
“Morning dumbass” Rachels new name for me it would appear!”
I poured myself a much needed coffee, grabbed a ciggy, and went to sit in the garden.
Fresh air, a coffee and a ciggy, that would wake me up.
“Where was my invite then Robert”, as Rachel walked towards me in her dressing gown.
The same dressing gown she wore on the day that I first saw her, virtually naked.
The sun was already beating down, it was due to be a scorcher today, 28c according to met office.
“Sorry, still a bit sleepy, and just needed some fresh air!”
“I’ll let you off, just this once. So, what have you got planned for me today Robert?”
Barely out of my slumber and she was, I assumed, hinting about sex!
“Well, I am looking forward to a full day of sunbathing. It’s going to be a hot day today.”
“Just sunbathing, no fucking Robert?”
“We need to set some sort of ground rules Rachel. As much I would happily fuck you all day, we really need to be careful.”
“I know Robert, but it was exciting yesterday wasn’t it?”
I couldn’t say no, because it was, and she is someone who is pretty damn hard to resist.
“Yes very, but let’s just be a bit more careful ok?”
With a big sigh Rachel agreed.
Claire walked out into the garden, all suited and booted, in the female sense.
Knee length black skirt, white blouse, matching jacket, and heels.
“That’s a bit too much clothing for sunbathing my love?”
“I know! I’ve just had Marcus ring, (Marcus is her boss at the lettings agency), one of my houses has some interest from a renter, looking to move in asap. I did say you do know it’s my day off, but he reminded me of the commission, and the fact that this was probably a done deal, even before we’ve walked through the door! You don’t mind do you hunni?”
“No of course not, just would’ve been nice to all chill out together, that was all.”
“I know, I reckon I should be 3 hours tops. I can go straight to the viewing from here, which is going to be 45 minutes, say 40 minutes to walk around, hopefully get a signature, then 45 minutes back.
I promise I will be as quick as I can.”
“Ring me when you arrive, so I know you got there ok!” Something I always said when she drove anywhere.
With a nod to say ok, a kiss on the lips, and a wave, she walked off to the car, got in and left.
Rachel sat there, with a big grin on her face, silent throughout the whole conversation.
“Guess it’s just you and me then, lover!”
Here she goes again. For someone who is actually very bright, I don’t quite know how, as there doesn’t seem to be any room in her mind for anything, other than sex!
“I am going to go have a shower Rachel. If you wouldn’t mind making me another coffee, I would very much appreciate that, I need to get rid of this fuzzy head.”
“I know what gets rid of a headache Robert” she said, winking at me.
“NO! Right now, I need a shower and then more coffee, before I do ANYTHING else, ok?”
The bottom lip protruded, and a humph escaped her lips, as I walked off upstairs, alone, to have my shower.
Whilst in the shower, I of course was thinking, thinking that we had potentially maybe 2 hours, by the time I was sorted, alone together. All sorts of scenarios in my head, fucking in the kitchen, in the lounge, in Rachels temporary bedroom. My cock it would appear was also linked to my thoughts, as he had risen, to full strength.
I also had the thought, that maybe I could fuck her arse. She had hinted at that before, more than once, and she didn’t complain when my thumb went in there before, and I hadn’t fucked a woman’s arse for many, many years, and never with Claire.
Shower off and into my bedroom, choosing just a pair of shorts, there was no need for a top, it was swelteringly hot outside, and it would just get sweaty and come off anyway.
A few squirts of my favourite aftershave, the one Claire bought for me, as she said I smell so sexy when wearing it, and down I went.
Walking into the garden, once again I was speechless.
Rachel was laying on the sun lounger, completely naked.
The steam from my freshly made coffee, visible on the table between the two loungers.
“Oh, hi lover, did you have a nice shower? Hope you don’t mind me sunbathing like this, I do hate tan lines.”
I had noticed, the previous times, when I had seen her naked, that she didn’t have any tan lines, and guessed maybe she had used sunbeds. But then figured with their enclosed back garden, this was very much the norm for her, and sunbeds were not required.
I also noticed, her bikini was nowhere to be seen!”
“N …..no, it’s fine, might have been worth waiting a little longer though, Claire has only been gone 20 minutes. And it wouldn’t be the first time she had come back, having forgotten something.”
“At least maybe go get your bikini, just in case she comes back. There will be no where for you to hide if she does.”
“You are such a worrier Robert, but ok, if it keeps you happy.”
And up she got, her glorious naked body, in all its glory, waltzing across the lawn.
A minute later she was back, holding her bikini top and bottoms in her hand, watching her large breasts bounce with every step, mesmerised by their movement. Her perfectly smooth pussy lips, causing friction against each other as she walked, my cock now rising in my flimsy shorts.
“Happy now lover?”
“Yes, thank you Rachel.”
“That’s ok lover.”
Rachel laid back on her lounger, her back slightly arched, pushing her large breasts out even more. I was trying to read sky news, to see what was going on in the world. As much as I wanted to pounce on her, I also needed to know Claire had arrived safe and sound at the viewing.
‘Ping’ New Message: “Hi hunni, arrived at the house. No sign of the customer yet though. Will be as quick as I can. Sorry for leaving you with Rachel, I know she can get on your nerves sometimes, see you soon, love you.”
There is one thing I would like Rachel to get on, my nerves weren’t one of them!
“Sis arrived ok Robert?”
“Yes, but no sign of the customer yet.”
“Oh well, would you be as kind as to put some lotion on my back please, it’s time I turned over if I want an even tan.”
Hmmm ok I thought, no hint of being naughty, maybe it was the thrill of doing it in close proximity to Claire, that really turned her on.
Rubbing lotion on her back, neck, gorgeous arse cheeks and legs, and still no hints.
“Thank you, Robert. Why don’t you get your shorts off? As I recall you could do with a bit of sun on that part of your body.”
I thought to myself, hell why not. If nothing sexual is going to happen, at least the thrill of being naked near Rachel will have to suffice!
Slipping my shorts off, my semi erect cock was out. Oh how I loved being naked in the garden. Reaching over to get the lotion, Rachel seemed almost sleeping, her body still, apart from her arse rising a little with each breath she took.
I applied the lotion all over, and then concentrated more on my upper thighs and of course my cock and balls. The last thing I wanted was them burnt. Rubbing the lotion into my cock woke the fella up, and he was standing to attention, like a soldier on parade, proud for everyone to see.
Closing my eyes, the effects from last night, still making my head thud, I started to really relax. Rachel was silent, which for her was a miracle.
At some point I must have nodded off, waking up to pressure being applied on to my lounger.
Slowly opening my eyes, to see Rachel above me, straddling my lap, feeling her weight on me, making my eyes open wide. Without saying a word, taking my cock in her hand, and feeling her blindly searching for somewhere to put it.
“Ohhhhhhhhh yes” she sighed, as her full weight came down on me, as my erect cock sunk deep inside her.
“Oh lover, this is much more like it, just you, me, and your cock. And we are alone, which means we can really let go Robert. No need to hold back now. Do what you have dreamed of Robert.”
She grabbed my hands and lifted them to her oiled breasts, her hands over mine, squeezing them so I would grab her breasts tight. Even though we had only just started, she was moaning much louder than I had experienced with her before.
“Your cock feels so good in my cunt lover. Don’t you wish you had fucked me years ago? Imagine all the fun we have missed out on. But not no more lover. We will fuck, all the time, when ever we can. I need your cock, and you need me.”
She was right, I didn’t just want her, I needed her! I needed this unbridled, passionate woman in my life, giving me the sexual delights my marriage no longer afforded me.
I wanted to fuck her every day, explore her body, and push both our limits to their boundaries.
After about ten minutes of slow, dare I say love making, she lifted off of my cock, went to her lounger, and laid down on her back. I watched her in silence, as she opened her legs wide, and started to run circles on her protruding clit with her forefinger. Then bringing her finger to her mouth, licking the juices she had just gathered.
“Robert, please come and eat me, I want to feel your tongue on my clit, and deep inside me.”
For some reason, this moment felt like Adam and Eve, Eve had tasted the fruit, and was now tempting Adam to try it too.
Moving from my lounger quickly, I grabbed a pillow from one of the chairs, and placed it in the floor at the food of Rachels bed.
Holding the side of the bed, while I pulled myself up, until I could smell her sex, the aroma filling my nostrils, my mouth salivating at the feast infront of me.
Dipping my head, I kissed her thighs, slowly, all around her glistening cunt, but without touching it. Her body arching, her moans getting louder….” Oh please Robert, taste what I have to give you, it’s all for you Robert.”
I could wait no longer, and ran my tongue from above her clit, across it, making her body shiver and convulse, down over her wet folds, and pushing deep inside her. Never had I tasted something as good as this. If a pussy could taste of nectar, this was it, and I was the bee that was going to collect as much as possible.
Pushing it in as far as I could, wishing It was longer, so I could get deeper inside her.
Her moans getting louder, her hands clenching the thin foam of the lounger.
I lifted her arse up, so it wasn’t resting on the bed, just in my hands, pulling out of her cunt, and assaulting her clit feverishly, sucking it, licking it, nibbling it with my teeth, which was driving her wild.
Her juices were pouring from her cunt, down onto her tight little rose bud an inch or so lower. My next feast awaiting me, as I moved down and flicked my tongue across it, watching it pulse as I teased it. Rachels fingers, now dipping into her cunt, first one, followed by a second and third.
The squelching noises filling the air, along with her now very loud moans.
Her orgasm was now imminent, her stomach was tensing and releasing quickly, her breathing fast and out of control.
As I pushed my tongue inside her arse for the first time, she screamed, her whole body shuddering, as wave after wave of pure liquid squirted from her orgasming cunt, covering my face, dripping of my nose as I pushed my tongue deeper into her arse. Her tight hole clenching and releasing my tongue.
“Kiss me Robert, quickly.”
Moving up her body, I kissed her, with a passion we’d not yet experienced together.
Our tongues duelling, as if to see who could win the fight.
Reaching down with my left hand, I held my cock against her arse hole, and pushed in.
I wasn’t gentle in doing so, and the blood curdling scream confirmed this.
I pushed in deep, feeling each moan against my lips as I fucked her hard.
She had said this body was mine, do what I want, and that is exactly what I was doing.
The tightness was like nothing I could compare to, the juices still flowing from her cunt keeping her arse well lubricated.
I couldn’t last much longer, the sensations from her tight anal walls were making my cock so sensitive.
“Rachel I am going to cum!” I cried.
“Cum in my arse Robert, fill it with your huge load, be the first to cum in my arse Robert!”
Those last words set me off, I was the first to cum in her arse.
Wave after wave of spunk was shooting deep in her arse, with her fingers a blur on her cunt, she squirted again, covering my chest and abdomen, what must have been 10 spurts of cum filling her completely.
“Oh Robert, I have never orgasmed like that in my life.” My cock still hard and deep inside her.
“Don’t pull out yet, it feels amazing inside me, just gently rock in and out for a minute.”
As requested, I pushed in and out slowly. Her face was flushed, her hair sticky from the sweat of our animalistic fucking, my cock starting to soften, before slipping out completely.
Lifting up slightly, I watched as my efforts started oozing from inside her, her hand feeling it, rubbing my semen into her pussy, pushing it inside her cunt, as her breathing slowed back to a relatively normal pace.
Standing up, my knees were shaking, my legs struggling to extend fully.
Looking down at Rachel, her hand slowly rubbing her pussy, which was now coated in my cum, her other hand gently tweaking a nipple, as her orgasm completely subsided.
“I don’t think I can stand Robert, please help me, I need to go have a shower.”
Helping her up, we walked hand in hand, both shaking, into the house, helping her up the stairs.
We showered together, kissing, touching, just not down below, both of our private parts to sensitive to be touched.
Having dried each other off, we returned down stairs, grabbing a drink each before walking back into the garden.
“Why Claire doesn’t fuck you every day I will never know Robert. You are the most incredible lover I have ever had.”
“As are you Rachel, how Phil doesn’t fuck you all the time is beyond me.”
As Rachel went to get back on her lounger, she looked at me, as I looked at her, and the messy lounger cushion…….” Clean up in aisle 3” was the first words that came out of my mouth, as we both giggled, cuddled, and kissed.
Retrieving a fabric brush and some hand soap from the kitchen, I hosed down the cushion, and gave it a good scrub. With the suns powerful heat, it would be dry in no time.
More soon………
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