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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I opened my eyes again at the sound of footsteps passing just by me. A small, delicate foot with a small flower tattoo landed about 18 inches from my face and moved off again. I craned my neck round to see the owner. I managed to see up to her disappearing bum which sat above a pair of shapely legs. The bum was nice and plump and moved deliciously. I heard more footsteps and bought my eyes back to the front. These feet were also delicate, but significantly older, showing signs of having been crammed into ill fitting shoes in their youth.
‘Tut, tut’
Yvonne moved round to the side. I heard the squirt of sun cream and felt Yvonne start in the small of my back, miss my bum and them apply the cream to my legs, working from my calves up. As she moved to my thighs, I parted my legs slightly and I felt her hands brush my testicles. I shifted uncomfortably again. The next brush was more deliberate and I parted my legs some more. Yvonne cup my balls and massaged them gently, moving her fingers to the bottom of my shaft. Her other hand rubbed sun cream into my buttocks and then between my cheeks. Her thumb rested against my butt hole and she slowly started to circle her thumb around it, before increasing the pressure allowing her thump to pop into me. I admit I started a little and I heard Yvonne giggle.
‘All done!’ and with that she let go of my balls and withdrew her thumb before wandering back to the group. I wanted to roll onto my back, but knew I really couldn’t!
The sun felt good and I started to doze. The chatter faded into the background as I drifted off, being replaced by conversations and events over the last few weeks. They all got jumbled up with the tattooed foot and Yvonne’s massage.
I came round aware that my cock was rock hard and I was playing with it. I could feel the extra heat of the starting of an ejaculation but becoming aware that it want me playing with it. My cock was well lubed and being milked expertly. Without opening my eyes, I came heavily and felt it spatter up my belly and way onto my chest. Yvonne let go of me before running her hand up to my belly and circling her fingers in my cum, working it into my belly button. She then did similar with my nipples before lowering her head and licking the mess from them.
‘I’ll give you half an hour to recover. Come to my chalet’ before kissing me on the lips. I could taste my own saltiness. I lay back, still covered, and closed my eyes. Where had everyone else gone?
Again I heard footsteps. Expecting it to be Yvonne I opened my eyes. Instead of Yvonne it was a younger lady and I judged her to be the owner of the disappearing bum.
Her hair tumbled over her shoulders, framing a most delicate face with warm, brown eyes. Her full lips smiled, parted, and she said ‘Hi’, looked at my cum covered belly, ‘having a good day?’ I stammered something but she was gone. I sat up, embarrassed, wiping myself clean on the towel.
I entered the chalet to find it empty. I was a little early, so sat on the small chair. Yvonne skipped in, saw me, smiled and came to me for a kiss. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled my lips to hers. Passionately we probed each others mouths and continues to do so as we headed awkwardly towards the bed.
Yvonne wriggled up the bed as I worked my way down her body, quickly finding myself between her legs. She opened herself up and pulled me into her, raising her herself up to meet me. Yvonne smelt musky and sexy as I buried my face into her. She bucked and moaned as my cock grew harder against the bed. With one final buck of her hips, she moaned loudly and came.
I grabbed her legs by the back of her knees and pulled her down the bed. I nosed my cock into her and sank into her fully. Yvonne fucked me back as vigorously as I fucked her. We broke and Yvonne turned over and onto her knees waggling her arse at me. I soon slipped into her again and stood, thrusting whilst pulling her hips towards me. Sweat fell from brow, landing on her arse.
Looking into the mirror over the bed, I saw that same man that looked back this morning. I was a little surprised to see another man looking intently in, through the window. I’d been introduced earlier. It was Yvonne’s husband. He was clearly wanking. What a turn on!
With the sun setting, I made my way out to my car. I heard Yvonne call to me.
‘Simon? See you next week? Here’s my number.’ With that she climbed into the brand new Range Rover alongside her husband. He’d still not spoken a word to me. |
