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Title: Madeline Author: Yvonne & Thomas (yut@gmx.net) Part: Chapter 1 of 1
Keywords: MF, cheat, humil, voyeur, slut, nylon Redistribution: Allowed,
but with restrictions: redistribution is permitted only to ASSTR and other
free story-sites, NOT commercial story-sites Summary: Madeline is a very
attractive, but stuck-up woman. Her expensive life-style was paid from a
very wealthy, but man. She ‚services' him very seldom, and he enjoys
his humilating mistress ... until she met his very attractive son.
Special thanks to titan001 for his good job in proofreading this story.
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Madeline
Madeline stepped out of the shower. Her shoulder length, jet-black hair
stuck wetly to her head. She toweled her perfect body dry and then used a
very expensive body-lotion. After drying her hair, she went to the
bedroom, still naked and sat down in front of the mirror. With very
expensive makeup she accentuated the color of her face discreetly. Just
her lipstick has a strong color and made her sexy lips still sexier. Her
beautiful, but cold eyes needed just a short stroke of eyeliner, then she
was contented with her face. Next she placed her hands under her round,
apple-sized and lifted them up. 'Do I need a bra today?' she asked
herself as her thumbs rubbed over her dark nipples until they stuck out
hard. She decided to go without a bra and intensified the color of her
nipples with the dark lipstick. After that she took a silky, french
knickers and a super tight g-string out off her drawer, looked at them and
considering which one was more suitable for todays event. Next she looked
at her thick, black hair. It was a wide triangle, because the last
few weeks she had felt in the mood for 'wearing' her pussy-hair wildly and
uncut. She put the g-string on and enjoyed the feeling of the small string
between her firm, round ass-cheeks. Not able to decide, she stripped off
the g-string and took the french knickers. Before she pulled them over her
slim legs, she took her expensive perfume and sprayed it in her hair.
As her knickers covered her lower body, she pulled at the material, so it
was tugged up between her ass-cheeks. Instinctively, her hands passed over
her flat belly down between her legs, pressing the thin material against
her soft pussy-lips. Madeline immediately got wet and moaned silently.
Though it was a sexy sight, Madeline wasn't satisfied with the result and
she again stripped the knickers off to choose the g-string finally. 'Yes,
that looked a lot sexier' she hissed, as she checked the sight again. Her
dark triangle was visible through the lacy material and her hair was
also coming out both sides of the small triangular piece of fabric. Again
she thought about shaving the edges of her bush - but no, tonight she
wanted to look and feel very naughty and her hairy expressed exactly
how she felt. It was the glaring contrast to her well-groomed phenotype.
She smiled to herself as her hand repeatedly stroked over her while
her other hand was pinching her erect nipples. Unfortunately, she has to
be a 'good girl' now, but she was sure she would get her compensation
later. Next follows the decision between with garter-belt and
pantyhose. She took the sheer, black pantyhose out of the drawer and
inspected them. They had a black line at the backside which would make her
long, slim legs appear even longer. The crotch off the hose consisted of
two layers of thin material, without concealing to much of her skin or
panties. She always used pantyhose which were a little bit to small,
because she felt 'so wicked', when the material clung tightly to her body.
As she put the hose on, she looked over her shoulder to check the
straightness of the black line and the fitting between her legs. Madeline
bent over and also checked the sight, a male observer gets, when she
presented her delicious backside this way. Then she took a silky, white
sleeveless out of her wardrobe. It was skintight and shiny. Her
erect nipples were punching through the material and the darkness of them
was also clearly visible. She smiled about the delicious sight of her
round, fleshy, but not too big under the shirt. She grabbed under her
arms and again stroked over her nipples. Then she put on a super tight
black skirt that ended mid-thigh. It wasn't too short, so she wouldn't
look cheep. It has the classy elegance she wanted to present. Completing
her outfit were black patent-leather high-heels which accentuated the sexy
outfit still more. Madeline got incredibly horny during her dressing
ceremony and couldn't await the start of her evening. She grabbed a short
coat and left the room.
***
Meanwhile, fifty seven year George Harper was waiting in Madeline's
living-room for almost one hour. Though he was a very aggressive,
impatient business-man, he wasn't angry about her delay. He knew, one
wrong word or gesture and the heavenly creature he adored so much, would
kick him out of her life. He was willing to give her everything he could,
his respectable fortune, his love and, not at least, his obsequiousness.
And he knew also, that this thirty one year old, super sexy woman was
shameless in taking everything he offered her.
"Madeline" he greeted her warmly and jumped of the armchair as she
entered the living-room. "Sorry, that you have to wait so long" she spoke
with a non-regrettable tone and while letting him kiss her right and her
left cheek. "I tried to be quick, but I couldn't decide what I should wear
for you. We have to go shopping this week." "Sure" he replied, knowing
that this would cost him a few thousand dollars (in spite of the fact that
her drawer was full of new, expensive clothing). Then his eyes wandered
over her exquisite outfit. He tried to imagine how she would look under
those accentuating clothes. Though they had a 'relationship' for over
three months, Madeline hadn't allowed him to see her naked. But with her
teasing behavior she made his blood boil almost every time they were
together. Every time he was in her apartment, he tried to make advances to
her: "We're early. What do you think, if we stay here for a while instead
of waiting for our table in a restaurant?" "It's o.k. with me" she replied
coldly, "but only if you don't try to seduce me in your ... clumsy way."
George smiled, trying to ignore the refusal of his whishes. "By the way,
shouldn't we pick up Marty on our way to the restaurant?" This evening,
George wanted to introduce his son to her. Marty was the son of his second
marriage and his only child. Tonight he wanted to tell him about his
planned marriage with the beautiful Madeline. "I told him, we'll be at his
apartment at eight o'clock. Enough time to ... talk a little bit" he
tried it again.
"O.K., let's talk" she said in a bored tone and sat down on the sofa.
George took place beside her and placed his hand on her left thigh. "I just
wanna do something to you to relax" he whispered in her ear, slowly moved
his hand upwards. Madeline looked at his hand with a threatening
expression in her face. "That doesn't relax me very much" she snapped.
"Then tell me, what should I do?" "If you were enough, you will know
that without my suggestion."George slides from the sofa and knelt before
her, slowly rubbing his hands over her shin. "That's better" Madeline
whispered, sneering and let her high heel drop from her right foot. George
immediately started to rub her foot, then lifted it to his face and pressed
his lips on her foot. "Mmmh, yess, you're doing a good job ... it relaxes
me" she purred while she slipped the other shoe from her foot. Then she
placed her right foot on his leg and shoved him upwards 'til she touched
his erect cock under his trousers. George moaned, and then dared to stop
kissing her foot. "Won't you strip off those pantyhose. I'm sure you and
I will enjoy it more, if you will allow me to kiss your naked foot." "We
will have enough time for that, when we come home" she replied and shoved
her toes in his mouth. He moaned, as she simultaneously kneaded his cock
with her other foot. After a few seconds of licking her toes he stopped,
looking at her with a special expression on his face.
"Actually, I wanted to do that, after we talked to Marty about our
marriage, but I think, NOW is the better moment..." He saw her questioning
face and then he put a little box off his pocket and handed it to Madeline.
"Take it as a sign of my love to you" he spoke in a romantic tone. Madeline
opened the box and her eyes became a dreamy expression. It was a ring and
it held a big brilliant diamond. After one second of secretly estimating
the price of that ring, Madeline smiled brightly and then slid down on to
George's lap. "Oh, sweetheart, you're so nice. I've never gotten such a
beautiful ring before." Then she kissed him, first his cheeks and then on
his lips (which she did beforehand only on rare occasions). Then she
recognized his will of reciprocal return and she knew that she had to keep
him in this good mood. After a long, erotic eye-contact, she bent forward
and shoved her warm, wet tongue in his mouth. George never received a kiss
that way from her and was surprised, how excited she made him with her
tongue. She slurped at his tongue, on his lips and used a lot of
saliva as she felt how turned on he got by that. Simultaneously she
grinded her lower body against his throbbing cock and let him feel how hot
she was between her legs. Then she broke the kiss. "Under the
circumstances," she whispered in his ear, "what do you mean: Should I strip
off the pantyhose and let you lick my toes." She saw the disappointed
expression in George's face. He expected a lot more than licking her toes.
Especially because he paid a small fortune for this diamond. Madeline
recognized his expression and quickly supplemented her offer. "For now,
because we haven't much time. I hope, our visit at the restaurant doesn't
last long, because I wanted to allow you something very special tonight..."
George waited for a explanation. "... what do you think if I place the
ring in my now. And when we come home, you can take it out of my
panties and put it on my fingers..." George breathed hard by her kinky
idea. Madeline stood up and shoved her skirt up over her round hips. His
eyes hung on her fingers as she took the ring, pulled at the waistband of
her pantyhose, then her and dropped the ring inside. It now rested
between her pussy-hair and her skimpy panties. Then she pushed her
hands inside her to place them properly between her legs. This
moment lasted only a few seconds and then she pulled her skirt downwards,
looking in his amazed eyes. "Don't you like the place my new ring has now?"
she asked and caressed his mouth with the hand that was seconds before in
her panties. George gulped hard, resisting the urge to cancel the
restaurant and the meeting with Marty. "Let's go" Madeline spoke in a
cooler voice, "I'm looking forward to meeting your, and my, son."
***
Marty opened the door of his apartment to welcome his with his
new girlfriend. He almost fell backwards as he saw her. He knew that his
father's money made him able to get beautiful women, but this horny bitch
was the best he ever was introduced to. She was not like the last two
girlfriends of is father. This one was hotter and had the cool,
self-confident appearance he liked so much. He was sure that her face
signaled more than sympathy as she greeted him. The handshake was longer
than necessary and she looked into his eyes the whole time, as his
introduced them to each other. They drove with his father's limo to the
restaurant and Marty used every chance to lay his eyes on this hot bitch's
body. The way she talked and moved - everything she does, seemed to make
man (or especially him) weak and willing to touch her. While they ate,
Marty couldn't keep his eyes from her. The way she was speaking with the
waiter, the precious movements and not at least, the way she wiggled his
father around her finger...
More and more he noticed a growing eye-contact and a more flirtuous tone
while she spoke to him. Marty went into this game, but he also had to
remind himself that the person he talked to was, maybe, his new mother.
Suddenly he felt something touching his leg under the table. The contact
was smoothly moving over his shin upwards to his knee. Madeline was
talking to the waiter, hearing his recommendations for the wine. He looked
carefully under the table and saw her nylon-clad foot stroking over his
leg. His cock was immediately hard, but he also looked over to his father,
looking to see if he guessed what his new was doing with him.
Madeline changed her position in the chair and after that, Marty felt her
feet above his legs, slowly stroking upwards. She smiled at him broadly
and then started a conversation about his future-plans. Marty wasn't able
to answer properly and was glad, his made the conversation instead
of him. That gave him the opportunity to touch her feet with his hand and
pull them closer to his crotch. He also changed his position and now her
foot touched his erect cock. He felt the contact like a bolt of lightning.
Madeline just smiled about his reaction and increased the pressure of her
foot. The moment, his made his way to the restroom, Marty's blood
started to boil. He was fighting with his conscience these advances
Madeline made to him but she left him no decision.
"There seemed to be some essential differences between you and your
father" she whispered to him, mentioned his big, erect cock she felt under
his trousers. "It seems, that you'll want to explore these differences" he
answered and felt a growing horniness. "With pleasure, if you let me" she
cooed and licked seductively over her lips. "If I let you? You're
kidding. Name me time and location and I'll be there instantly." "You
seemed to be smart and quick. I hope, you're ... strong, too." "I'm
strong in every way" he answered with a quivering voice and pressed her
feet firmly against his cock. "And I hope, you are able to handle my
strength." "Be sure, I am" she answered provocatively. "To be exact, right
now I'm so horny and wet, I'd fuck your brains out under the table." This
moment, George returned back to the table. "Let's see, if we find the right
occasion. And should I call you 'Mum'?" he answered loudly. Everyone
laughed, but just poor George was laughing about the 'Mum'-joke from his
son. After their meal, George forced them to end that family-meeting,
because he wanted to be alone with Madeline. They went to the car and made
their way back to Marty's apartment. "Do you want to see my apartment"
Marty asked on the way. George replied that they would be glad to do it
next week, but Madeline had the opposite opinion. "Oh c'mon honey, just a
few minutes" she pleaded George, "and then we can drive to my apartment and
have a really nice evening."
She whispered the second part of her statement in his ear and licked
over his earlobe with the result that George gave in. In Marty's apartment
he showed them the kitchen and the living room, when suddenly George's
cell-phone rang. George rolled his eyes, because he saw the number of his
office. Then he took the call but wasn't able to hear his employee. To
receive him better, he went to the window, opened it and gave instructions
to him. Madeline only waited a few seconds, and then signaled George, that
she wanted to continue looking at the apartment with Marty. Marty
understood promptly and made his way with Madeline along the corridor to
the bedroom. While they walked side by side, Madeline spoke, without
looking in his direction: "Now you can prove if you're as quick and strong
as you said." Marty grabbed her arm and turned her around. Then he pressed
his mouth to hers and kissed her passionately. He welcomed her warm tongue
which was darting in his mouth and then he felt her body grinding against
his. "No time for romance, you have to fuck me now" she hissed and lead him
in the next room. Marty stood behind her and gripped her tits, kneading
the naked flesh under the thin material of her shirt. But Madeline pushed
him away and leaned against the wall. She pressed her hands sideways on
her hips and then pulled the tight skirt upwards. Marty saw, with his
mouth open, more and more of her long legs 'til she exposed her ass under
the black pantyhose. Madeline's hands now pulled her pantyhose and
down to her ankles and presented him her perfect, fleshy round ass.
Meanwhile, Marty had opened his trousers and took a step towards her. His
cock twitched at the arousing sight of her sexy ass cheeks and her hairy
pussy from behind.
"C'mon, stick your nice cock in my tiny pussy" she sighed, "fuck your
'new Mom' ... hard!" Marty needed no further encouragement. He placed the
tip of his hard cock against her hot, wet pussy-lips and then pushed it in
with a hard move. Madeline moaned out loud and came immediately as she felt
Marty's big cock. Then she pushed her ass against him to get fucked at a
fast rhythm and Marty did as she requested. They still heard George
talking on the phone, but they knew also, that the call could be over any
second. They were aware of the danger of being discovered, but Marty
anyway wasn't able to hold his orgasm back for longer. "Yessss, shoot your
load in me" she moaned, "fill me up with your sperm..." "Oh godddd" Marty
sighed as he felt his balls twitching and the first load of sperm spraying
out of his cock in her tight pussy. Right in that moment, George ended his
call and they heard him close the window. Marty added another four of five
shoots of his and flooded her thoroughly. Then Madeline quickly
pushed him away and pulled her pantyhose and up and paid attention,
that the expensive ring, George gave her hours before, kept his place
between her legs. She turned around and saw Marty stuffing his still erect
cock in his trousers. Right in the moment, George entered the bedroom,
Madeline had pulled down the tight skirt.
Both faces were glowing from the strain of their quicky and they
breathed hard. George looked at them with a little astonishment, but
before he could ask awkward questions, Madeline took the initiative. "A
nice apartment Marty, really, but now we have to go. I have to talk with
your Daddy about some details about our marriage." She went to George,
kissed him on the cheek and then pressed her body against his in a very
seductive way. George smiled broadly and was sure, his son envied him,
because HE was on the way to be alone with this gorgeous, sexy woman. As
they were in the limousine on their way to her apartment, George couldn't
keep his fingers from her. "Keep cool, big boy, our evening is very long",
she cooed, but stroked slightly over the big bulge in his trousers. She
wanted to make him crazy for lust and whispered dirty things in his ear. "A
very long evening, where you will get what you deserve. Your little
Madeline is very hot now and needs a lot of attention from you. Huuh, if
you could imagine how it feels in my right now - and not just about
the pretty ring in it ..."
George breathed hard at this statement and carefully stroked her
through the thin fabric. He had to slow down himself, because he wasn't
able to be 'strong' for a long time with his present state of arousal. They
were on the stairs to her apartment and Madeline was swinging her hips on
every step. George's mouth was watering at seeing her long legs and her
sexy ass under the tight skirt. George couldn't resist stretching out his
hand and feeling her inner thighs while they walked. Madeline stopped and
moaned provocatively and obliviously enjoyed the touch of his hand. "Uuuh
George, you naughty boy! Couldn't you wait 'til we're inside?" George was
happy that she acted so sexually accessible, in a way, she hadn't done
before. "Hmm, sweetheart, I just wanted to check, if the ring is still in
his place." "Why shouldn't it? Do you think Marty could take it away?" she
hinted George gulped hard by her 'sarcastic' comment. Then they were in
the corridor and George wanted to embrace and kiss her, but Madeline led
him in the living room and pushed him on the sofa.
"And what do you have in mind now?" she tempted him. "Oh, that's easy"
he answered with a shuddering voice. "I want to put the ring on your
finger, but therefore, you promised, I had something to do..." he answered
with a horny grin. Madeline got a strange expression on her face. "Hmmh,
I'm not sure if I couldn't let you do that ... no, no I can't" she
answered and observed George's face. He looked disappointed, not
understanding her actual manner. "But ... why can't you?" he asked unsure.
Madeline smiled warmly at him. "Sorry, but it's impossible, I simply feel
too ... dirty ... and ... squishy between my leg's. My is sooo
... smelly and my are soiled. I can't allow you to touch me on
that way ..." She whispered these words with a very seductive voice and
George understood, that her 'I can't let you' was just a game. "Oh, that
doesn't matter" he replied with relief in his voice.
"You're sure?" she still acted the ashamed woman, but now stepped closer
to him. He was sitting on the sofa and eye-level with her hips. He looked
upwards in her face, which expressed pure frivolity. He stretched out his
hands and touched her leg close on top of her knees. He raised his hand
upwards 'til her tight skirt stopped his move. He wasn't able to touch her
pussy and he looked at her, silently pleading. "Now, if you're that sure
..." she sighed and slowly peeled her skirt up. He looked fascinated as
more and more of her sexy legs were visible and then he saw her the
first time, just clad with nylon and panties. He inhaled deeply as he saw
her black hair peeking off the sides of her skimpy panties. "Do you
like what you see" she asked and stepped closer to him. George only
gulped, letting his hands wander over her pussy. "Uuuh, Georgy, you make me
so ... wicked, when you touch me that way. Do you feel, how wet I am? Do
you feel it ... even through my and my hose" she cooed and moved
her hips in circular motions. With shaky hands he pulled at the waistband
of her pantyhose and tried to pull it down. "Oh, let me help you with that"
she stopped him, "but would you be so gentle and place your mouth on my
pussy - through the hose. Tell me, how much you like my fragrance."
Happily George bent forwards and pressed his face against her pussy.
Madeline heard him inhale deeply. "Oh Madeline, the smell of your is
heavenly, I can't get enough from you." "You really like it, don't you?
You like the fragrance of a woman, who is hot, very hot and wet, yes?"
Instead of an answer, George inhaled again and then licked over her
pantyhose, right between her legs. Then Madeline gripped the waistband of
her pantyhose and slowly pulled it down. George was fascinated by the way
she moved. It looked so ... experienced, like she had did it thousand
times before and improved her movements to arouse men. With her pantyhose
around her ankles, she spread her legs as far as the waistband allowed,
giving George a still better view on her pussy. Though he liked completely
shaved pussies on his former women, George was fascinated by the tick,
black bush of her and that it couldn't be covered by the tiny
panties. Then he discovered the wet spot between her legs and saw, how the
see-through material clung at her pussy. "Is everything o.k.?" she asked,
smiling about his fascination. Then she took his hand and pressed it right
on the wet spot between her legs. "Do you feel the ring? Through my nice,
thick pussy-hair?" she hissed and enjoyed it much more, when George made
the moves by himself. Her freshly-fucked was still aroused and she
felt a small orgasm hit her body. "Madeline" he moaned, barely unable to
control his voice. "That feels so ... incredible ... so arousing ... I
never had a more exciting moment in my life..." "... and that's not the
end" she answered and slowly pulled his head close to her pussy. "Yes,
strong lover, lick me through my soaked panties, let me feel your tongue"
she demanded. George stuck his tongue out and pressed it against her
panties (which were drenched with her pussy-juice and his son's semen).
Another small orgasm hit her body and she thought about accelerating her
game, because she needed to be fucked. "Won't you pull my aside and
eat me out properly?" she moaned, barely able to speak. "I'm sure, you're
glad to drink my juices" she added, thinking that he would also drink
Marty's spunk. Instantly she felt his hand pulling her aside. A
stream of combined juices flew of her and were running down her legs.
Her hair was matted against her swollen pussy-lips and the new diamond ring
peeked out at them. "Oh Madeline, you're really aroused" he spoke out as he
saw her juices flowing. He felt flattered, because he was sure that it was
from his male aura. He took the ring away and then licked with his
wide-spread tongue over her pussy-lips. He was surprised, how loud she
moaned and how quick she got her orgasm but then he continued to lick of
all the juices between her lips. As he felt, that her silent orgasm didn't
stop, he continued licking her juices of her hair. His tongue combed
through the bush and he couldn't get enough of her delicious nectar.
Slowly Madeline's orgasm ended and George was happy to satisfy this
adorable woman so much. She still stood before him and he thought about
fucking her instantly, but he wasn't sure, if she would like that in her
present state.
Madeline stepped away and then bent her upper body over the backrest of
the sofa. "Uuuh, George, you really made me tired" she sighed, but
simultaneously presenting him a wicked sight, standing with her precious
ass sticking out, her skirt around her hips, her pantyhose around her
ankles and her pulled to the side.
George interpreted her posture as an invitation. He stood up with the
joyful anticipation of fucking that hot-blooded woman for the first time.
Madeline saw him standing up and open his trousers. His erect cock sprang
free and she saw the precum at his tip. Without words, he stepped behind
her and he came very close to her pussy. But suddenly, Madeline turned her
head and stopped him. "Oh sorry, George" she sighed, "but you can't put
your cock in my sweet now. You made me almost sore with your expert
tongue-licking. Please, give me a short rest."
George was disappointed. He again had the feeling, that Madeline wanted
to tease him to the max. But then she added: "Why don't you continue your
licking? This time, it would be very nice, if you would push your tongue
between my ... ass-cheeks" she purred. "Or don't you like my ass?"
George hesitated. He didn't want to be her sex-slave, but he also
lusted for her delicious ass and also wanted to satisfy her in every way.
Then his hands wandered downwards to her ass. "Uhhh yessss" she purred,
"kneel down behind me, yessss" she commanded. George did so. "Mmmh, yeah,
and now spread my ass-cheeks with your strong hands" she pleaded and
sticked her ass in his direction. Again George followed her instruction.
Then he bent forwards and buried his face between her firm, round
ass-cheeks. "Uuhhh, that feels so gooooodd, c'monnn, lick my asshole, lick
me really good" she commented without pausing and again felt the shiver of
an orgasm running through her body. After a few minutes of his eager
licking, she lay completely satisfied and tired on the back of the sofa,
just slowly rotating with her hips and enjoying George's continued licking.
He felt very aroused and fought back the need to rape her, to ram his
steel-hard cock in her tight while she rested in her seductive
position in front of him.
Instead, he stood up, pressed his lower body against her ass and
smoothly indicated his whishes. Madeline just purred, then stood up and
went slowly to the kitchen. George looked after her and his cock again
twitched by the sight she gave with her long legs in high-heels, walking
with her skirt wrapped around her hips. Still in this state she came back
with a bottle of Champaign and two glasses. Meanwhile George sat on the
sofa and looked at her exposed hairy-triangle while she poured Champaign in
their glasses. She gave him one glass and then, instead of drinking, she
let the expensive drink spill over her chin. The Champaign was running
over her upper body and then gathered in her and dribbled down
between her legs. George again got aroused by that sight and without
Madeline's invitation, he bent forwards and pressed his face on her
bush. She sighed as she felt him eagerly the expensive Champaign
off her pussy-hair. She offered him her soaked by pressing her hips
in his face. Then she pulled at his arm so he was standing in front of
her. George interpreted this gesture as a sign, that she now wanted his
cock. Madeline wiggled her left leg around his hip and grinded her
against his cock. She shoved her hand between their bodies, grabbed his
throbbing cock and started to wank him with a hard grip.
"Do you want to put that thing in my Champaign-flooded pussy?" she
whispered and gripped his cock harder. "Do you want your coated
with french Champaign and a lot of french pussy-juice? Tell me" she
demanded and rubbed the tip of his cock over her swollen lips. "Yes
Madeline, pull me inside your sweet pussy" he pleaded and grounded his hips
against hers. "Do you promise, not to shoot too fast?" she again asked and
pulled his cock nearer, so he could feel the heat between her legs. He
nodded again. "But first, tell me, how delicious it feels down there ...
how much you enjoy, touching my wet and very excited ... c'mon,
press your hand between my legs" she moaned. Disappointed that she held him
still out, but also excited to touch her pussy, he stretched his hand
downwards and placed his hand on her dripping lips. Madeline panted and
then pushed her tongue between his lips. "You have to wait just a few
seconds" she moaned in his mouth, "because this Champaign always made me
... want to ..." And then she pushed her hips against him. A few
seconds later, George felt a warm stream of oozing off her aroused
pussy. She looked him deep in the eyes, enjoying his expression with was a
mixture of surprise and excitement. He kept his hand between her legs,
ignoring that her warm fluid was ruining his suit. He saw that she got her
next orgasm and he knew that it was just because she had done this kinky
thing to him. He felt her warm continuously running over his hand and
down his leg and felt both, excited and humiliated. But now he couldn't
hold on any longer. George pushed her hand away and then rammed his cock
in her still dripping pussy. Madeline howled out and then demanded with a
harsh voice that he should fuck her hard. Almost at the edge of his
orgasm, he rammed his cock inside her wet channel and with his hands he
gripped her round firm ass-cheeks. His cock felt so squeezed in her hot
wetness, he couldn't delay his orgasm and seconds later her erupted in her
warm pussy.
"George, you beast" she hissed at him while his last spasms subsided.
She milked his cum-oozing cock with her strong inner muscles and smiled at
him appreciating. By this experience he was sure that this 'brutal' way was
the key to impress her, but only seconds later the cold expression in her
face told him he was wrong. "What do you think you are?" she scolded him
and pushed his body away. He had lost his sexual energy and with that his
aggressiveness. He almost felt scared of her sanctions. "I'm not one of
the cheap bitches you use, when you want to dump your load. Never, and
listen very carefully, never put your stupid cock in my delicious
without my permission" she threatened him with a angry voice. Then she
went with quick steps to the bathroom and locked the door. George felt
bad. How could he do this to the woman he adored so much. This precious
woman, who had given him so many delightful moments without that pure sex.
Moments of concealed enjoyment - and he had destroyed that wonderful
relationship. Thirty minutes later, George still sat on the sofa, thinking
about what he had done, the door opened and Madeline entered the room.
Completely ignoring him, she grabbed her cell-phone and dialed. "Hi Marty,
here's Madeline. Listen, your and I have told you about our planned
marriage. George's still sitting here but he's going to leave me now.
Would you be so nice and come over - I've to talk to you. ... Yes, oh
nice. See you ... bye." George looked surprised and shocked at Madeline.
He wondered, why she wanted to talk with his son, the man, she was
introduced to just a few hours before. Right at the moment he wanted to
ask her, she stopped him.
"You wanted to go now, didn't you?" she snapped and pointed to the door.
He went to the door, unopposed. He wanted to apologize, before he went off
her apartment, but she turned away from him and made her way to her
bedroom. Curiously he looked after her and saw, how she had stripped her
dressing-gown. Slightly shocked, he recognized that she had shaved her
thick pussy-hair. He saw, that it was now a smaller area of her black
pussy-hair, maybe one inch in width and also trimmed in length. Madeline
looked at him, waiting for him to leave her apartment. She just smiled as
he opened the door. Of the corner of his eyes he saw her hand wandering
between her smooth legs. Outside her apartment his heart beat. What was
she going to do with Marty? Was she going to him? No, that was
impossible. She only knew him for a short time and he thought back how
much time he needed to just kiss her or to stroke her the first time. He
was sure, that she just wanted to talk to the man, maybe to learn
something about his father. He couldn't leave the building now. George was
looking down the hall and saw the window which lead to the emergency exit.
He opened the window and stepped outside. Then he went outside back to her
apartment. The curtains were open and he had a view at her living-room and
her kitchen. More, he was sure, he didn't need to observe them.
***
George saw Madeline walking through her apartment, just clothed in a
breathtaking, skintight bodysuit. It was black, see-through, almost nylon
material and he also saw, that she didn't wear anything under it. Her
ample with their erect nipples were also seen as her freshly
trimmed pubic-hair and he wondered, how long she would wait, 'til she
dressed in more decent clothes.
Time goes by and he only saw her adding her high-heels to that shiny
suit, so she looked still more revealing to him (and would also to his
son). She freshened her make-up in the big mirror in the living-room and
then, the door-bell rings. To George's dismay, Madeline kept her naughty
clothing without additional coverage. No, she just checked her super-sexy
appearance finally in the mirror, tweaked her nipples through the fabric
and then went to the door. Marty entered her apartment, obliviously pleased
by the sight, this gorgeous women offered him. George expected a gentle
hello, but instead, Marty hugged her and they started a very passionate
kiss. Madeline's tongue shot into Marty's mouth and he licked it with an
obscene gesture. Simultaneously his right hand wandered between her legs
where was welcomed by her, because she lewdly spread her thighs. She
moaned passionately in his mouth and enjoyed Marty's impatient attack.
George wanted to die instantly. The love of his life, the woman he
adored so much, was having sex with his son, a man, she only knew for a few
hours. But though this disappointed feeling, he also felt something
arousing, as he saw that couple. He pressed his ear against the
window, eager to hear listen, but except for an excited giggle from her, he
wasn't able to hear anything. Instead, he saw Marty kneeling down in front
of her and eating her through her thin suit. She spread her legs
even wider to give him better access to her, George was sure, dripping wet
pussy. Marty licked over the material and drenched it with his saliva,
though it was wet from the inside from her pussy. He stopped licking and
said something to her. George was sure it was about her 'new hairstyle'
and then she turned around, so he could lick her voluptuous ass. Madeline
knelt down on the carpet and presented him her ass in a very wicked way.
She rolled her eyes as she felt his hungry mouth on her ass and between her
legs. Then she turned around and opened his trousers with heated
movements. She ripped his boxer-shorts open and pulled his out,
just to suck it in her hungry mouth with one move. She slurped his cock in
a very obscene way and kneaded his balls. George wondered how his son
could stand this exciting attack without shooting his load too fast (what
he didn't know was, that Marty unloaded his balls in her just a few
hours before). Then she opened the upper three buttons of her suit and
placed his fat cock between her round tits. He fucked her with hard
thrusts and they both moaned by the excitement of their wicked game.
After that, Marty pulled Madeline up and made her bend over the sofa.
He found the lower end of the zipper between her legs, opened it and
exposed her swollen, dripping pussy-lips. He skipped the urge to lick her
pussy again and shoved his in her tight with one, hard
thrust. Madeline moaned out loud as she felt Marty's hard, pumping rhythm.
She answered his movement by rotating her hips and kneading his balls
between her legs. While they fucked like rabbits, George saw, how she
grabbed the cell-phone from the sofa. A moment later, his own phone was
ringing and he saw simultaneously, how she signed Marty to act quietly. He
answered the phone and heard her, surprisingly, quiet voice, while he saw
her also speak in the phone. "Hi darling, it's me, Madeline. I just wanna
tell you, that I feel sorry about our little ... fight."
George couldn't believe it. Madeline pleaded him to forgive her while
she had the cock of his own son in her pussy. But what he saw through the
window excited him too much. Marty fucked her with slow, steady motions
and her were swinging to their rhythm. She continued speaking in her
sweetest voice to George, while she kept a horny eye-contact with Marty
over her shoulder. George was thinking about forgiving her while he saw
Marty, pulling his glistening cock off her wet entrance. "George, please,
come over to my apartment again. I love you and I want everything o.k.
between us" she again pleaded him. While she spoke, she turned around and
knelt on the carpet. Marty stood before her and she wanked his big cock,
aiming the tip in her face. "Tell me, will you come over now?" she asked
again and now was licking over the tip of Marty's cock while her hand
jerked him with very quick motions.
"Yes, I'll come to you, but I need ... a while" he answered with a
quivering voice. Right in that moment, Marty's cock erupted and he sprayed
a big load of in her face. The white sperm was on her eyelids,
her nose, her cheeks, in her open mouth and was running down her chin.
Madeline first licked the hot from her lips and then cleaned Marty's
cock with her mouth. "When will you come exactly" she asked as she finished
cleaning the mess off his cock. She rubbed his sperm in her face and then
wiped her hands clean on her tits. Again she shoved his still erect cock
in her mouth.
George wasn't able to answer her. This sight was too arousing and he
resisted the urge to intrude in her apartment. In his mind, he was fucking
her wildly, punishing her for at him with his own son, but then he
knew, he wasn't strong enough. "I'll be at your apartment in approximately
one hour" he answered with a dry voice and hung up.
He saw them both laughing about their kinky game but they seemed also
horny enough for a second round. Marty laid down on his back, looking up
at Madeline and seeing her pumping his cock with one hand while she licked
the tip. Then she knelt over him, held her suit open and sat down on his
upright cock. Slowly she sank down, impaling her body on his hard rod.
Marty was able to push his hands in her suit and kneed her firm ass-cheeks.
She rode his cock, shoving it in her tight channel 'til the end then let it
slip almost out her stretched hole. She had an absent look in her face in
spite of her arousal. She always enjoyed being on top and determine the
rhythm. Then she took his hands and placed them on her tits, signaling him
that he should kneed her sensitive nipples.
She felt Marty's second orgasm coming and pressed him with her inner
muscles so she also increased the stimulation for her highly aroused cunt.
Then Marty's whole body twitched and he shoot another big load, this time
filling her tight, wet cunt. Madeline rested her body on his for a few
minutes and then slowly went off his body. She immediately closed the
zipper between her legs to keep their combined juices in and around her
drenched pussy. Then she whispered something to him, licked her juices
once more off his cock. Minutes later she led him to the door of her
apartment and kissed him goodbye.
After his son was gone, George observed her further. All the time he
was rubbing his cock, trying to fight down the urge to cum. Now he
expected she would take a shower after the wet sex she had, but Madeline
just sat down on the sofa, reading in a magazine. With shaky legs he again
rang her doorbell, unsure what he should do with this bitch.
Madeline greeted him with her sweetest smile, hugged him and pressed her
body against his in a seductive way. George registered the smell of hot,
steamy sex on her body. The fragrance of her pussy-juice as well as his
son's sperm filled his nostrils.
"I just wanted to tell you, how sorry I am. I've made you angry and
disappointed with my... very brusque and egoistic manner" she apologized
and led him to the sofa. She sat on his lap and pressed her against
his upper body. George registered the cum-stains on her through the
transparent fabric and it made him incredible horny. "How can I make
everything good between us?" she asked in her girlies-voice as she saw his
greedy glances. "Should I allow you to lick my nice tits? ... yes?" she
asked breathless, and opened the zipper without waiting his comment. Then
she grabbed her right tit and offered it to him with a very obscene
gesture. "C'mon sweetheart, lick my sweet titties" she sight and pressed
them in his face. George couldn't resist. He pressed his mouth on the
soft flesh of her and licked the dried sperm of it. Madeline reacted
immediately with loud moaning. She enjoyed his eager tongue which cleaned
the remnants of her lovemaking with Marty.
***
What George didn't know was the fact that she knew about his form
outside. She had heard him in front of the window and made this sexy show
with Marty only to test him. Now she enjoyed his of licking his
son's sperm of her body and she was sure, she wanted to live her and his
kinky fantasies for a while.
***
"Uhh Georgy, you make me feel very nasty if you lick my with your
expert tongue" she purred. "If I imagine the other places your tongue
should explore on my body, I feel still hornier." With those words she took
his hand and placed it between her legs, directly above the completely
sperm-drenched fabric. "Do you feel how wet I am? How aroused my sweet,
innocent is?" she hissed with breathless voice. "Do you want to open
that zipper a little bit, so you can push your tongue in my juicy cunt?"
George pushed her off his body so she lay with spread legs on the sofa. He
knelt before her, fully aroused by the naughty sight she gave him.
juice and white semen were oozing of the small whole in the suit as he
opened the zipper just one inch. Then he opened it more and exposed her
swollen, well-fucked and he inhaled deeply the nasty smell of hard
sex. "Yeah, bend over and lick my juices of" she purred and lifted her hips
in his direction. "Don't let my delicious juices spill on the sofa."
George dived with his head between her legs and slurped her noisily.
Madeline squirmed with delight and reached orgasm after orgasm. She was
sure, her new husband will fulfill all her whishes and she would get her
pussy licked thoroughly every time she cheated on him.