Lesley part 34

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Lesley part 34Kevin the delivery driver was delivering his cock into Lesley’s well stretched rectum at 215am by her bedside clock. Sweat was running down his face and dripping onto her backside, then watched as the drops ran like drizzle into the crack of her arse and joined his dick sawing into her well oiled fuck hole. She was insatiable. He had been driving for most of the day, and had broken many driving regulations, just so he could get into this old birds knickers. He wasn’t disappointed. Their was 15 years between them, and he had never fucked any woman as old as Lesley. And boy, was he getting a lesson. He could have done with something to eat when he arrived but his new friend had other ideas. She directed him to her house by phone, and when he pulled up outside, her front door was open. She met him at the doorway dressed only in a dressing gown and beneath, everything he always desired. Kevin had had many girlfriends who would dress up for him, but none ever wore suspenders. Lesley wore the lot. Basque, stockings thong, all in black and seamed stockings to boot. She was the hottest bitch he’d ever seen and his cock was hard in an instant. His need for food, diminishing. “Hello Kevin….thanks for driving down…I’ve had the crappest day I’ve had in months and I need some cock….there…you’ve got the drift of what I am right now!, a mess. How do you like this though?” As she did a twirl, watching his eyes as she spun. “Not bad for your mummy…eh?…. Haha””Your quite something…..love the seams. I’ve only seen them in Garbo films. Haha””I’m not that fucking old…haha”. “I didn’t mean that…really””Lighten up….joking. Sorry, me thinks your a wee bit…..nervous. I won’t bite…well, I will, but….nicely. Would you like a drink before I **** you?” Kevin’s head was buzzing. He thought he was a confident sort of man, but this wasn’t in his résumé. He was used to fucking youngish bimbos who loved his charm and wit. He wasn’t used to Cougars. Lesley was very much like his auntie who had been married 4 times and was looking for number 5. “Er…a beer would be good””Ok….get two…their in the fridge. If you want a glass, they’re above the washer””Oh…ok”. He realised she was going to have him working hard for his fun this evening. He could do that! Lesley didn’t even think that Kevin might be hungry, as it was after 11 and she just assumed he’d have eaten. He arrived back with 2 bottles of aldi cheap beer, handed her one….they clinked, and took a swig each. “Are you married Kevin?…. I should have asked, sorry. I don’t go with married men…well, normally I don’t. Right now, my minds not straight. As……you…..can…..see!” She emphasised. “I’m not normally so s**tterbrained.” Why she added that, she didn’t know. “No…I’m not. Gotta girlfriend though””Bet you’ve girlfriends all over the country.””No…no…not me” he answered, not totally truthfully. He watched as Lesley, walked over to a CD player and put some music on. As she bent over he admired the sight of her near bare backside with the very thin strip of material spotting her cheeks. He joined the growing list of admirers of than very fuckable derrière. He hoped he got the chance. He stood, walked over to where she was squatting, and, unzipping his pants as he went, pulled his semi erect cock, and balls, right out of his fly opening. The music started….Rod Stewart….and Lesley heard a noise like a zip opening. She turned and was faced with the most welcome sight she’d seen all day. A mans near hard cock…just waiting for her to wrap her lips round it. She was happy to oblige. Kevin watched his gümüşhane escort near erect cock, heading for the deep red coloured lipsticked mouth, and saw her tongue appear, to greet it’s new friend friend. He felt that appendage, slide under his cock as she took the full length straight to the entrance to her throat. She closed her mouth, around his dick, then proceeded to give his penis a mouth wash before starting to give him the most complete oral experience he had ever had. He once paid for a hooker, in Barcelona while on a football trip, and thought she had been good….but…this old bird, wow….he thought. If he died tomorrow he’d just had the best blowjob in the whole history of blow jobs. When his balls were getting licked by her tongue, and his fully erect 7″ cock was buried in her throat, he just stared in total admiration. His current girlfriend could take about 5″ but she was nearly vomiting she gagged so much. This old bird didn’t look fazed at all, and he wondered how much she could take, orally. He held her head still and chose a steady rhythm, luxuriating in the sounds of saliva gurgling in her mouth and throat. She looked up, into his eyes, as taught by a Rob, and did her best to smile, trying to make him realise how happy she was. “That’s it, sexy Geordie bird…..suck that cock…..your fucking brill…..never had my dick sucked as good. Need you to teach my Kelly how that’s done…..fuck!” He closed his eyes as he could feel the pressure building in his balls, and his heart rate seemed to join in the order of events. He looked down again, and saw her mouth was open, as if inviting him to use her orrifice anyway he desired. He took the chance and did. She didn’t object. All he felt was the bell end of his cock hitting her throat and being accepted, time and time again. When the end was near, he held her, virtually by her ears, and forced it som far in, he thought she would die. She held it there, and to his total amazement, grabbed his bare backside and pulled him even tighter, forcing it in, probably a further inch. His ejaculation lasted five or six seconds, but, to him, right then, it seemed like minutes. “Fuuuuuuccccck” escaped his gritted teeth. “Jeeeeezus” followed. “Damn….your fucking good…..so good….oh my fucking God.” He looked down, expecting to see her get up…but, no. She, to his total surprise, started to undo his shoe laces, took the shoes off…then his socks. Then, while stroking his lower legs, slipped his black work trousers over his feet and started kissing and gently massaging his thighs and calves. Her mouth returned to his softening penis and cupped his testicles, kissing and worshipping his lower body, in a way he had never had, or even expected. Her fingers and tongue worked like butterfly’s, flitting to and from, erogenous zones he didn’t know he had. He flinched, when he felt a finger poking in his anus. He’d never had that. His cock responded, halting its decline, and filled with blood once again. “You ok up there?….. Having fun?””Having fun! Fuck, where did you learn to do that.?…,, your fucking freaky fucking brilliant!” “Freaky?” She answered as her forefinger crept deeper into his back, virgin passage. His response was maybe an octave higher….”it’s not possible, to humanly give pleasure like that…fuck me….your freakilly fucking awesome……””I’ll take it that’s good then,” she giggled, as her finger found his prostate gland, making him arch his back in pleasure…”Fuck…..what the fucks that!” “Typical man….you don’t know fuck all” she teased, the wide eyed toy boy, who was putty in her escort gümüşhane hands. “Just enjoy…..your turn next….I need to cum, badly, too.””Honest, Lesley. I’ll do my best. Think I’m gonna learn some good shit here. Haha.”With her finger arousing him internally, she resumed arousing him externally. This time she used her mouth quite open, letting her hot breath work as much as the lite touches she allowed him. He couldn’t believe it was possible, to cum twice, in such a short space of time. And he would have, if she had let him. But, she didn’t. She k
new it would be a while before he would be hard again, if he did, and she didn’t want to wait. He groaned when her finger exited his ass hole, and she planted a big soppy kiss on the end of his rock hard cock. “Your turn, Kevin…..get over hear.” He helped her up, pulling her into his arms, whispering “thank you” into her ear, before kissing her passionately on the lips. He tasted a salty tang on her exploring tongue, but didn’t give a fuck about that. He’d tasted his own cum before and wasn’t fazed by it. He pulled her tightly into him, exploring her lovely firm arse as he went. His cock dissapeared between her legs and he could feel her riding along his cock as if it was a men’s bicycle cross bar. “You gonna fuck me big boy?” She asked imploringly, smiling. “Oh yes….I sure fucking am” She escaped his embrace and turned, inviting him to loosen her basque. “I’m red hot….this things boiling,” she said. He obliged. She turned back to him and he wolf whistled as his eyes feasted on her tattoos and piercing. He hadn’t seen her pussy yet. “Wow….love the sleeper. And the tatt….what does it mean?” She still didn’t know. He took the sleeper adorned nipple in his mouth and gently tugged. “Oooh…..easy cowboy” she said as he pulled a little hard. “Bite the nipple….I fucking love that….” He obliged, taking care to build the pressure up slowly. He rolled the nipple, using his lips first, before his teeth. She groaned. She pulled his spare hand up to her left breast, and he chastised himself, inwardly, for not thinking and taking the lead. He felt like he was a virgin, again, being deflowered by a matronly Madame. Lesley cooed and panted, and shook slightly as Kevin strummed her buds expertly. All thought of Ernest fucking Hedley firmly entrenched in a pit in the back of her mind. “That’s it….bite…bite….mmmmmm bit harder….yes…yes…that’s…..good..ooh, ooh, ooh”Kevin’s confidence was growing and he didn’t feel so inexperienced, in trying to please this highly sexed milf, he’d swampy of fucking all week. He slipped a hand into the side of her thong, and was delighted to encounter no hair. Perfectly smooth. A finger dragged up the crevice of her sex and it easily accepted his long thin digit. It was so hot and so wet, he couldn’t wait to get her down and his cock in there in its place. When he pulled it out of her hole, and attempted to apply the pad of the forefinger onto her clit, he felt an alien, unexpected obstacle stopping him getting to his goal. “What the?…..”His hand was still rolling and tweaking the unpierced nipple, but his mouth had left her other breast as he tried to pull her knickers down with one hand. He was getting himself tangled as his coordination went awry. Again he felt inexperienced. Kevin had felt the clit ring, and never having seen one in situ, had panicked, slightly. His brain and body worked in opposite tangents. It appeared he was trying to pull her knickers up, and lift her breast up towards her face. “What the fuck am I doing?” He said out loud, to a near giggling gümüşhane escort bayan Lesley. She realised exactly what was happening to him and his excitement was getting the better of him. She felt different emotions, right then, as she was pleased with herself for appearing, and being so ‘dominant’, but she certainly didn’t want to appear to be taking the piss out of the struggling younger man. “It’s ok baby…really. Just take your time. We’ve got two days to do this…..slow down….your doing great!” She hooked her fingers into the sides of her thong and slipped them down over her thighs until they lay in a pool at her feet. His eyes wide with delight as they feasted on her pussy sporting a clit piercing. A finger slowly raised and commenced stroking it, adoringly….his eyes unbelieving the message of pleasure it transponded to his brain. “Wow…your fucking, unbelievable. How the fuck will I be able to follow this….?” “Lick it….please…..for fuck sake….I so need to feel your tongue. In me…now”. She sat on the edge of the sofa, pulling her legs, up and wide, fulling exposing her soggy gash, as he watched her folds peel wide and her channel open. The pink, inviting, crevice was the most delicious thing he’d seen in his life, as he plunged his tongue into the deep wet, centre of her very being. “Fuck…..that’s so good, Kevin. So fucking good. Don’t stop…please lick me…..yes..yes….”Ten yards away, behind the kitchen door, Geordie Ridley, Lesley’s ‘dad’, watched a stranger, on his knees…naked….his head buried in his slut daughters cunt….making her groan and and moan and beg him for more. She hadn’t heard him come in, even though he’d knocked, the music…maybe. Her dressing gown, then her knickers had slowed him down as he nearly barged in on the rutting couple. Now, he watched, mesmerised by the way his ‘daughter’ played her young stud. He’d seen enough to realise she was good. He’d seen the piercings and wondered where and when she’s got them. He knew about the tattoos, but…..He watched as she guided her partner as to how she wanted pleased. He followed her instruction, and brought her to a massive orgasm where he could have sworn, she squirted cum at him like…..she was peeing. Geordie had never seen that. “Kevin…..that was fucking…..aaaaarrrggghhhh…heehee. Thankyou….now..” She said looking at his beautiful hard, 7″ cock..”that…. deserves, a treat. Your choice….do you want to fuck my pussy…or….my…bum? Your welcome in either…haha….sorry if I’m so forward. I’m……what can I say…..im, as I’ve been told recently, a nymphomaniac. I need cock…all the time. So I just hope you have plenty energy….coz, by tomorrow, your going to be very very tired. Haha. So….what’s it to be?” Kevin feared a heart attack, or worse, he thought he might wake up. “Your arse…fucking hell….your arse!” Geordie, groaned, as cum ran down from his untouched cock. His eyes glued on the penis, sliding, easily in to his daughters oiled and well prepared backside. He saw her whisper in the mans ear, and then he flinched as he saw him start to slap her breasts….”Yes….Yes….Yes. That’s it. Fuck….that’s good…..finger my pussy…..slap my clit….yes…yes…yes. Umph….grrreat…oooh ooooh. “Geordie slipped out the door. He’d seen enough. He couldn’t even remember why he’d come. He was leaving with a wet leg and memories he’d take to his grave. He got in his car and sat for a few moments, gathering his thoughts. Lesley had shocked him to his core, and his immediate thought was….’could she be a whore? Was she working as a sex trade worker. She certainly dressed and acted as such. Could she? Could the girl he raised as his own, have taken it a step further than her slut mother, and decided to make money out of her favourite pastime. He started the car, and pulled away. Undecided….and, worried.

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