That's how it goes!
Everything happened completely unexpectedly for me; my dreams regarding my neighbors' daughter-in-law became reality, and completely... well, a story happened to me...
In the building where I live, one floor below, there's a family. Well-off in every respect, the eldest son is married, his wife—I wouldn't say she's a beauty, but a very attractive woman, and there were no signs that I could get to know her, let alone have sex with her—just hello and goodbye. But in my dreams, I...
One morning I ran into her on the stairs, the usual ritual, but in her eyes I saw something new, hello, how are you? And that's it, but there was something that
I started a simple, meaningless conversation. And somehow casually answered her question that I'd be back around 9 p.m. today, and tomorrow was a free day, and I had no idea that my answer would bring me tomorrow what I sometimes dreamed ofAnyway, we went our separate ways. And when I was climbing the stairs home in the evening, I saw her again—let's call her Natasha, I won't use her real name because it's very rare, and she could be recognized immediately. In short, she came out with a bucket of trash, and as she passed, she said hello and slipped a note into my hand, which I read at home, locked in the bathroom, hiding from my wife. She was inviting me to a specific address tomorrow, to get to know each other closely. Those were her words, underlined at that.
The next day, I pretended to go to work as usual, but of course went to the given address, but I understood later why the meeting was set for 10 a.m. I arrive. I ring the doorbell, it doesn't open immediately, and I hear her voice, saying come in, I'll be right there. I entered, closed the door, went into the apartment, which by the way was neat but with average furnishings, sat in the kitchen, smoked, while she was in the bathroom. I had a feeling, felt an extraordinary excitement.
She came out of the bathroom in a short robe with a belt and no buttons. And we had a dialogue, during which we drank a shot, smoked. And at some point I managed to slip an aphrodisiac into her glass, although I might not have, because she was already sufficiently aroused. In short, our conversation lasted about two hours, and it boiled down to her wanting a man for a long time, as her husband has been away working for over a year and will only return in 3 years, working in one of the countries on contract, that she chose me because I appeal to her in every way, and so on. During the conversation, when we touched on the topic of sex and after drinking we were more or less uninhibited, I told her that in sex I love everything imaginable, and she should think carefully before starting to say such things, I told her I love caressing and kissing the vagina, love anal sex, before which I caress the anus with my lips and tongue, in general I tried to scare her more, because who knows what might happen if she blabs, and besides she's half my age, in short, no matter how aroused I was and wanted her, I tried to prevent intimacy between us.
I started kissing her and caressing everywhere my hands could reach. And especially her little butt. I untied her robe, which fell to the floor. Kissed her neck, shoulders. Descended to her firm breasts and started sucking her nipples like a baby. Gasping, she said she was already wet. And I wanted to taste her, but when I started kissing my way down, she said it's better to do everything in bed, but I still knelt before her and started touching her thighs with my lips. Getting closer and closer to her vagina. And she only seemed to push me away. But also didn't let me move my head away, and when I touched her pussy with my lips—though still over her panties—she was already openly pressing me against her. I pulled the thong aside, slipped my tongue between the two already wet and flowing lips and started slowly caressing and licking. She spread her legs, or rather I just touched the inside of her thighs with my hands to widen access.
She spread them herself. I pulled the panties aside even more, but it wasn't very comfortable, so then I moved a chair, put one of her legs higher, and it became much easier to press against her vagina. I didn't lick for very long; the main thing was I felt she wanted me. Then I asked her to turn her back to me. And bend over, to which she looked surprised and asked, like, do you want it from behind? Anyway, I turned her myself. Arched her back, moved the thong aside, and kissed her right on the anus. I did not expect such a reaction at all. I heard such a moan that still puts me in a state of extreme arousal! I started caressing the little hole with the tip of my tongue, pushing it inside, spreading her buttocks as wide as possible. I plunged into her anus so deeply that my tongue started to hurt. What was happening to her, you had to see it!
Our foreplay probably lasted about an hour and a half,...
If anyone is interested in the continuation, write to me at cfvcеyu60@rаmblеr.ru
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