The offer sounded too good to be true. A freshly renovated two-room apartment with a balcony in an upscale part of town, and at an unbelievably low price! We had been looking for an affordable apartment for weeks without success. Now we didn’t want to miss this unique opportunity. I had put on a suit and tie to make a serious impression on the landlady. Chantal was wearing a black blouse and a knee-length black skirt that accentuated her beautiful, slim legs – she looked simply stunning, as always. We rang the bell and an older lady opened the front door and introduced herself as Mrs. Seidel. I noticed that she was strikingly elegantly dressed. She wore a light green blouse with her gray suit, a thick green pearl necklace, and green earrings that matched the color of her eyes.
She had her blonde hair down. The apartment is on the first floor, if you’d please follow me. Mrs. Seidel’s bottom swayed back and forth under her tight gray skirt as she climbed the stairs with energetic steps. When we entered the apartment, we were immediately impressed – the advert hadn’t promised too much. The rooms were bright and spacious and the small balcony had a fantastic view of the city. I really want this apartment, Chantal whispered to me. And I knew that once my wife had made up her mind about something, nothing could dissuade her from it. After the viewing, Mrs. Seidel invited us into her own apartment on the ground floor. Her living room was huge and very tastefully furnished.
The modern furniture was in elegant black and white, an abstract painting in strong red tones hung above the large black leather sofa and a large red oriental rug matched the dark wooden parquet. At the back of the room there was even a proper bar with three bar stools. Mrs. Seidel obviously had not only money but also style. After asking us to sit on the sofa, she offered us a coffee and got down to business. But not in the way we had expected. There is a special condition for this apartment that is not in the rental agreement, she said in a confidential tone. You must know that I have a little weakness for younger men and women and that is why I would like you to come to my apartment once a month and be available to me for a few hours.
I was completely perplexed. Did I understand that correctly? Well, you don’t mean that, do you? Just a few nice, horny hours with you and your pretty young wife, and in return you get a dream apartment in a prime location at a bargain price! That’s unbelievable! Come on, Chantal, let’s go! I wanted to get up and storm out of the room, but my wife grabbed my arm and pulled me back onto the sofa. No, wait, she said. I don’t want to give up this chance just like that! What are your conditions? Mrs. Seidel smiled obligingly. I would like to invite you to have sex for an hour or two every month, sometimes maybe just you alone and sometimes just your husband – depending on what I feel like at the time. However, I have to confess that threesome sex with a young couple is my absolute favorite! Chantal gave me a long look.
I could almost see the thoughts circling behind her forehead. This apartment is just too tempting, she finally said. I think we should at least try out whether we can accept your conditions. What do you think? I nodded hesitantly. Excellent, said Mrs. Seidel. I have already prepared a rental agreement for you, if you both fulfill my wishes this afternoon, then you can move in next week. Chantal returned Mrs. Seidel’s smile, albeit a little tense. Well, agreed! Our future landlady clapped her hands in satisfaction. Let’s get started right away! I can hardly wait to see you both naked! Or no, wait Chantal, you look so incredibly sexy in your black skirt and black blouse! I would like to play a little game with you. Please go into the next room and take off your tights, panties and bra and then come back into the living room, just wearing a skirt and blouse but completely naked underneath!
Oh yes, and please put your sexy high heels back on! My wife gave me a quick glance and went into the next room. I was left alone with Mrs. Seidel. I looked at the floor in silence. What had we gotten ourselves into? After a short while, Chantal came back through the door. I could see that she was no longer wearing pantyhose. Our landlady looked benevolently over her bare legs. Then she asked me with exquisite politeness. Pierre, would you be so kind as to lift your wife’s skirt so that I can see her pussy? I was surprised to suddenly hear such a vulgar word from the mouth of the distinguished Mrs. Seidel, but since Chantal was obviously determined to satisfy Mrs. Seidel’s perverted desires as the price for her dream apartment, I played along and lifted her skirt with both hands.
My wife had actually taken off her panties too, so that Mrs. Seidel’s gaze now fell unhindered on her bare pubic hair triangle. That looks hot, said our landlady appreciatively. Those perfect thighs and that little hairy pussy, just the way I love it! Mrs. Seidel let her tongue glide over her lips with pleasure as she looked at the hot sight. Then she said: Now please turn around so I can see your ass. Pierre, please hold your skirt up again! Chantal obediently turned around and presented her sweet backside to Mrs. Seidel. Oh, what appetizing little buttocks, exclaimed our landlady delightedly. Excuse me – I just can’t resist. She reached out with both hands and gently stroked my wife’s bare bottom with her fingertips.
This delicate, silky skin is wonderful, she sighed with pleasure. Then she began to gently stroke and squeeze Chantal’s buttocks with her fingers. Pierre, your wife really does have an absolutely perfect butt! A pleasurable smile was on Mrs Seidel’s face as she playfully explored Chantal’s crack with her index finger. After she had stroked Chantal’s butt for a while, she said: Pierre, I would like to play with your wife’s pussy a bit now, if you would be so kind. The elegant way in which our landlady expressed her sexual wishes made the whole situation seem like an absurd dream, but at the same time there was something strangely exciting about presenting Chantal’s naked intimate areas to this elegant mature lady.
My wife turned around again and I held up her skirt so that Mrs. Seidel could reach between her legs. First she playfully ran her fingers through the black, curly bush of hair. Then she carefully spread Chantal’s labia apart with her left hand, put her right index finger in her mouth to moisten it and then very slowly began to insert it into the tight pussy opening. I saw that my wife held her breath as Mrs. Seidel’s short finger penetrated her, very slowly and deeper. When she had inserted her finger completely into Chantal’s vagina, our landlady closed her eyes in pleasure. Pierre, that feels so hot. I love women with tight pussies! With a satisfied sigh, she pulled her finger out of Chantal’s slit again and licked it with pleasure.
And now please unbutton your wife’s blouse and show me her tits, she asked me with a charming smile. I let go of Chantal’s skirt and opened the top button of her blouse, but our landlady protested: No, wait – don’t cover her pussy again! Take her skirt off first! I unzipped Chantal’s skirt and let it slide to the floor so that Mrs. Seidel had a clear view of her naked pussy again. Then I continued unbuttoning her blouse. My wife had taken off her bra in the next room earlier and with every button I opened, more and more of her beautiful white breasts became visible under the black fabric. When I had completely unbuttoned the blouse, Chantal’s delicate reddish-brown nipples finally appeared. What beautiful tits, Mrs. Seidel exclaimed delightedly.
Pierre, please be so kind as to take your wife’s blouse off completely, I want to see her completely naked! I followed Mrs. Seidel’s wishes and helped Chantal out of her blouse. She was now wearing nothing but her high-heeled black shoes. Mrs. Seidel let her gaze glide with pleasure over Chantal’s bare breasts, her stomach and her small dark triangle of pubic hair. Then she reached out her hand, gently stroked Chantal’s breasts and carefully pressed them together with her fingertips. Absolutely perfect, she said appreciatively. Do you like women with small, firm tits as much as I do, Pierre? With her thumb and forefinger she grasped Chantal’s left nipple and began to massage it tenderly. I could see the little bud slowly rising between Mrs. Seidel’s fingers.
Ah, the little nipples are nice and easy to excite, just as they should be, remarked our landlady with a satisfied smile. Your wife and I are going to have a lot of fun together today! Mrs. Seidel took her time caressing Chantal’s breasts. Then she said with a smile: now over to you, Pierre! I want you to take off your shoes and stockings and your trousers, I’ll take care of the rest then. With a sinking feeling in my stomach I followed her wishes and stood before her wearing only a shirt, tie and briefs. I wondered whether she would now repeat her game with the roles reversed and let Chantal undress me, but she obviously preferred to do it herself. She came very close to me, looked up at me lasciviously and started to untie the knot in my tie.
I felt the warmth of her body and smelled the seductive scent of her expensive perfume. After she had taken off my tie, she slowly and leisurely opened the top buttons of my shirt. Then she let her hand slide under my shirt and began to gently stroke my breast. At the same time, she pushed her hips forward and began to rub her body against my abdomen with slow, provocative movements. Against my will, I felt myself getting an erection. Mrs. Seidel also noticed the hard bulge under my panties. She let the tip of her tongue slide appreciatively over her lips. Meanwhile, she unbuttoned my shirt completely and gently pulled it off my left shoulder so that I stood there with my upper body half naked.
Then she pulled away from me, stepped a little to the side and said to Chantal with a smile: Doesn’t it look sexy? My aroused state was obvious, the black briefs were stretched like a tent over my stiff cock. I turned bright red and would have preferred to sink into the ground but Chantal just smiled and didn’t seem to find the sight at all unpleasant. Our landlady then took my shirt off completely and let it fall to the floor, then she grabbed my briefs with both hands and slowly pulled them down. Oh, not bad, she exclaimed when she saw my half-erect penis. I’ll take a closer look at it in a moment, but first I’m curious to see if you have as sexy an ass as your wife! If you would be so kind. I obediently turned around and Mrs. Seidel immediately put her hands on my buttocks to examine them.
A tight man’s butt is something really hot, she sighed with pleasure. At first it felt extremely embarrassing and humiliating the way our landlady fingered my naked butt, but then I was surprised to discover that it really turned me on to be used as a sex object by this experienced mature lady. When Mrs. Seidel pushed her hand between my legs from behind and playfully touched my balls, my penis began to twitch with excitement. Our landlady patted my butt appreciatively and said: very nice and now I’d like to take a closer look at your cock! I turned around again and Mrs. Seidel curiously looked at my penis, which grew even larger under her attentive gaze. Then she reached between my legs again and began to scratch my balls with her long green-painted fingernails.
She watched with a smile as my hard-on swelled to its full size again. Look how horny it already is, she said to Chantal with a grin. Oh, that’s what I love about men, that they can’t hide their horniness! The gentle tingling of Mrs Seidel’s fingernails on my testicles sent shivers of pleasure through my whole body while she continued to chat to my wife in a relaxed tone. With us women, you never know whether it’s all just an act, but Pierre can’t fool either of us! And later, when he climaxes, we’ll both look closely to see if it’s all real and if the white cream is squirting out of his cock, right Pierre? With a gentle, skillful grip of her thumb and forefinger, our landlady pulled back my foreskin.
Then she took a step to the side so that Chantal could see better and looked with pleasure at my stiff member and the bare head, which was already glistening with excitement. What a magnificent specimen of a cock! Chantal, I envy you! Then she looked at me and asked: Pierre, do you often fuck your wife with this hot thing? Well, if I were Chantal, I would let you fuck me non-stop, nice and hot in my pussy, in my ass, in my mouth and then straight back into my pussy! She closed her eyes and smiled dreamily as she gently stroked my member with her index and middle fingers placed next to each other. How stiff it already is, she said to Chantal, laughing, and we have only just started our games. Would you allow me to jerk it off a little?
She wrapped her fingers loosely around my shaft and began to slowly move her hand up and down. That feels good, she sighed. So warm and hard and horny. Chantal, please come a little closer – I want to touch your pussy again! While she continued to gently rub my hard-on with one hand, she pushed the other hand between Chantal’s legs and gently stroked her hairy pubic triangle. Ah, I love it! A big hard cock and a small tight pussy to play with, that will be a perfect sex afternoon! I think we should toast to that first! Our landlady went to the small bar in the corner of the room, got a bottle of champagne from the fridge and poured three glasses. She looked Chantal and me deep in the eyes and said with a smile: Cheers – to a horny afternoon with the three of us! We clinked glasses and drank, the champagne was excellent.
Mrs. Seidel let her gaze wander over our naked bodies with pleasure, and with an appreciative smile she noticed that my erection had hardly subsided. She slowly brought her champagne glass closer to my penis and then playfully touched the sensitive little skin beneath the glans with the rim of the glass, causing my erection to shoot up reflexively due to the unexpected stimulus of pleasure. How beautifully it twitches, she laughed. She carefully touched my glans again with her glass and again my penis reacted with a violent twitch. Well, does that turn you on, she asked with a sensual vibration in her voice. I swallowed and didn’t dare answer, but my cock answered her question without words and rose to its full size again. And how are you, Chantal, asked our landlady. Are you a little horny too?
Let me feel it. She sucked her index finger lasciviously and then carefully inserted the moistened finger between Chantal’s labia. My wife’s face was tense, was it reluctance or suppressed desire? Mrs. Seidel took a long sip from her champagne glass, then slowly pulled her finger out of Chantal’s pussy. Well, at least you’re a little wet, what shall we do with you so that you get really horny like Pierre? How about if I let your husband fuck me a little first and you can watch? Mrs. Seidel giggled lustfully. I think I have an idea. You lie down here on the carpet, I’ll kneel over your face and Pierre will do it to me from behind! Then you can see up close how he pushes his big, stiff cock into my pussy and get really turned on by it.
Well, what do you think? My wife hesitantly sat down on the big red carpet. Her slim white body with long black hair, black shoes and small black triangle of pubic hair looked absolutely sexy. Our landlady knelt over her face and leaned forward. She supported herself with one hand, pulled up her skirt with the other hand and Mrs. Seidel wasn’t even wearing any panties! Under her skirt she was only wearing black suspenders to hold the nylon stockings on her thighs but otherwise my gaze fell completely unhindered on Mrs. Seidel’s ass and thickly hairy pussy. This horny, naughty bitch! Even when she had greeted us earlier at the front door. When she had gone up the stairs before me and viewed the apartment with us.
The whole time she had been secretly getting turned on by her naked cunt under her elegant grey skirt! While I was still staring in amazement at her hairy slit, Mrs Seidel grabbed her pussy, pulled her labia apart invitingly with her index and middle fingers and asked politely: If you would be so kind, Pierre? I couldn’t refuse such a perfect invitation. I knelt down on the carpet behind Mrs Seidel and guided my glans to her spread pussy hole. Yes, that’s good and now push your cock in me nicely, but very slowly, so that Chantal can see everything! I did as she asked and began to penetrate her carefully. To my surprise, the inside of Mrs Seidel’s pussy already felt soaking wet.
Apparently our landlady had already become really horny from the erotic games she had played with Chantal and me. My hard cock slid effortlessly into her warm, slippery slit. Deeper and deeper, until finally my lower body touched her buttocks and sank gently. Aaaahhh, that feels good, sighed Mrs Seidel. And now slowly pull out again. Your wife should see how your cock moves in my cunt, yes, and slowly push it back in, that feels great! Until an hour ago, I would never have dreamed of fucking a woman of Mrs. Seidel’s age. But now I was surprised to find that her unbridled horniness was contagious and that I found the sight of her ripe ass totally arousing. The thought of Chantal watching us fuck from a few centimeters away didn’t make me feel any inhibitions; in fact, it only made me even hornier.
Even in this situation, Mrs. Seidel maintained her polite manners: Pierre, if you would be so kind as to thrust a little harder and a little faster, but not too fast. Yes, that’s good! I felt her moist, warm pussy lips massaging my shaft with every back and forth movement. My hard-on was already slippery from her pussy juice, it just felt unbelievably hot. I couldn’t hold back any longer – I just had to put my hands on Mrs. Seidel’s hips and ram my penis deep into her pussy with powerful thrusts. This treatment also slowly got our distinguished landlady going: Mmmmhmm, yes, it’s hot to have a big hard cock in my pussy again and Chantal’s little naked pussy is on display in front of me, it looks so hot!
She began to move her ass in time with my cock thrusts, to feel me even deeper in her pussy. I heard her panting with effort and desire. Yes! Please! Fuck me! Chantal, your husband fucks so well! Can you see how he fucks me? Oh please, Pierre, even deeper! But please don’t cum! I want to save her cum for dessert! By now I was so aroused that I would have loved to squirt my semen into her warm, wet pussy. But I didn’t want to risk Mrs. Seidel’s displeasure by prematurely ejaculating. So I tried desperately to think about the upcoming move and the new apartment furnishings while I continued to mechanically thrust my stiff member into her slit. Fortunately, I didn’t have to control myself for long, because our landlady had now lost all inhibitions.
Her pelvis moved so violently back and forth that her buttocks slapped loudly against my legs with each thrust – faster and faster, slap-slap-slap-slap. She also began to let out little rhythmic screams, apparently she didn’t care at all what the neighbors thought of her. I can’t take it anymore! Mrs. Seidel’s screams of pleasure rang through the whole house; with each wave of orgasm she pressed her soft buttocks against my abdomen full of lust, while her mature, muscular labia convulsively gripped my hard-on. I felt warm, wet liquid running out of her pussy. Chantal could certainly see very clearly that I had fucked our landlady to orgasm. The pussy juice that flowed down the inside of her thighs in little streams and left wet, shiny traces on her elegant black nylon stockings left no doubt about it.
What was my wife thinking when she saw this? It seemed as if Mrs. Seidel didn’t want to stop coming, but finally I felt that the twitching of her pussy muscles was easing and that her voluptuous body was slowly going limp. With a quick movement she pulled her lower body away from me so that my cock slid out of her slit. It was so hard and horny that it almost hurt, but somehow I had managed to hold back my sperm and not cum. Our landlady gasped for air, then pushed herself up and slowly got up from the carpet. Her skirt fell down again and she looked almost like the elegant lady who had opened the door for us earlier – only her face was a little red and a black strand of hair hung over her forehead, which had come loose from her strict hairstyle during her orgasm.
What a hot number, she exclaimed. Chantal, your husband really fucks wonderfully! And how well he held back his semen for me. Mrs. Seidel stroked my hair with a smile. In return, he can squirt his whole load into my face afterwards. Her face took on a dreamy expression. You know, I’m actually more of a lesbian, she said confidentially to my wife. But I have to admit, I’m addicted to sperm! I love the taste of sperm. I love the smell of sperm and I love watching men cum. I love that warm, sticky feeling on my skin, on my face, a warm, creamy fountain of sperm straight from the cock into my face, it feels so indescribably hot, the thought makes me hot!
I think I need to take off some of my clothes too. Mrs. Seidel took off her suit jacket, hung it neatly over a chair and began to unbutton her blouse. I could see that the light green material under her armpits had large, dark sweat stains – Mrs. Seidel had obviously exerted herself a little during the fucking. With a sensual, challenging smile, she turned to Chantal and me and pulled the half-open blouse apart with both hands to give us our first glimpse of her luscious cleavage. Her tits were really unbelievably large, like two ripe watermelons, and as Madame unbuttoned her blouse further, I could see that they were only held up by a thin black lace bra. The cup size surpassed anything I had ever seen.
My cock had just started to relax a little, but at this sight I immediately got a super hard erection again. Our landlady confidently put her hands on her hips and gave me plenty of time to get excited by her lush splendor. Then she finally reached behind her back and opened the bra clasp. Now Chantal and I could admire Mrs. Seidel’s enormous nipples. Her nipples were bigger than my thumbs and surrounded by dark brown rosettes the size of a palm. When our landlady playfully circled them with her fingers, they immediately reacted to the touch and stood out excitedly from her breasts. Mrs. Seidel seductively licked her lower lip with the tip of her tongue, opened the zipper on her skirt and let it slide down from her hips.
She was now naked except for her garter belt, her black nylon stockings and elegant shoes and the green pearl necklace that lay provocatively between her tits. From the elegant lady who had opened the door for us an hour ago, she had completely transformed into an old, perverted, sex-hungry woman and she was clearly enjoying showing us her tits and her mature, hairy pussy. Ah, that makes me feel better, she said and took a deep sip from her champagne glass. With her free hand she began to rub herself lasciviously between her legs while she smiled invitingly at us. I think I’m getting horny again and now that Pierre has spoiled me so well with his cock, I’d like to do something hot with Chantal’s pussy. Our landlady went to the living room cupboard and opened a large drawer.
To my surprise, I saw that the inside of the drawer was lined with red velvet and that there was a small collection of different dildos in it. Apparently, this wasn’t the first time that hot sex games had taken place in Mrs. Seidel’s living room. Mrs. Seidel let her gaze glide over the artificial cocks with enjoyment. Then she took a V-shaped structure made of shiny black silicone out of the drawer. One end was shaped like a stiff male member with a slightly curved shaft and a detailed replica of the glans, while the other end looked like a large black lemon. This is my absolute favorite toy, she said, beaming. You see, I just shove this thick, round plug into my pussy and I’ve got the perfect, huge cock to make your wife happy.
Mrs. Seidel pressed a small button and the sex toy began to hum softly. Just feel, Chantal, how horny that will soon make both of our pussies tingle. She grabbed Chantal’s hand and pulled it towards the vibrating black plastic penis. Well, how does that feel? If you imagine how I’m about to penetrate your tight little slit with it, don’t you get a little wet between your legs? Well, I have to admit, I’m already soaking wet again! Our landlady bent her head over the vibrating dildo and playfully let her long pink tongue circle the lifelike glans, giving me provocative looks. Then she closed her sensual, mature lips around the thick black shaft and began to suck it very slowly into her mouth.
Deeper and deeper, until the tip of the penis was deep in her throat, and even then Mrs. Seidel’s cheeks were still making passionate sucking movements. It looked absolutely sexy and my penis became hard and horny again just from watching. After Mrs. Seidel had sucked devotedly on the artificial penis for a while, she slowly let it slide out of her mouth again with pleasure, the black silicone glistening wetly with her saliva. As a farewell, she gave him a loving kiss on the tip of the cock, then she began to stimulate her ripe nipples and Chantal’s sweet little nipples alternately with the vibrating black tip. Her voice sounded hoarse with desire as she asked me politely: Pierre, I would like to fuck your wife here on the coffee table, would you be so kind as to clear the coffee cups away?
The thought of watching two women making love had always excited me, but I never thought that my own wife and our landlady would make this dream come true. With a butterflies in my stomach, I followed Mrs. Seidel’s request and put the cups to one side. Our landlady smiled contentedly. Thank you very much, Pierre! You are welcome to sit down here on the couch and watch us now! The smooth, cool leather on my bare bottom felt hot and I could feel my cock getting big and hard again. Mrs. Seidel put her hand on Chantal’s bottom and pushed her invitingly towards the large glass table. Now, if you would be so kind as to sit down on the edge of the table and then please lie back. Arms behind your head, like this, and then spread your legs nice and wide.
Spread her legs further apart so that her little pussy is really wide open, perfect! Well, Pierre, doesn’t it look absolutely hot how she’s lying there so ready to fuck? Our landlady leaned forward and gently stroked the tip of the dildo along the inside of Chantal’s thighs. Then she came over to me and put one foot on the couch so that she could insert the sex toy more comfortably. Between her strapped thighs I could see every detail of her hairy cunt. Mrs. Seidel’s clitoris peeked out like a pink bud between her brownish, wet, shiny labia. Our landlady noticed my gaze and, smiling, moved her leg a little to the side so that I could get an even better look at her mature sex organ. Then, with a slight twist, she placed the thick, lemon-shaped end of the dildo against her labia.
A sigh of pleasure came from her mouth as the vibrating pleasure plug slipped into her horny, receptive fuck slit with a quiet smacking sound. I watched in fascination as Mrs. Seidel knelt between my wife’s thighs, who was lying on the large glass plate with her legs spread. The oversized black plastic penis stood upright at an angle from Mrs. Seidel’s abdomen and formed a bizarre contrast to her mature and extremely feminine body. Her fingers with green-painted nails gently pulled Chantal’s labia apart, while with her other hand she carefully guided the tip of the dildo into the tight opening. After she had found the right place, she began to make very careful little thrusting movements with her lush pelvis so that the vibrating black glans only penetrated a few millimeters deep into the rosy pussy opening at a time.
From my spectator seat on the sofa, I could see every detail. A few times the dildo slipped and Mrs. Seidel’s thrusts went nowhere, but each time she used her skillful fingers to guide it back on the right path into Chantal’s slit. My wife had closed her eyes and her face looked tense. Our landlady gently stroked her cheek with the back of her hand. Yes, that’s good, try to suppress your horniness a little longer. I love women who can control themselves for a long time. Without letting up with her little rhythmic fucking movements, she put the thumb, index finger and middle finger of her right hand in her mouth and began to suck them lasciviously, then she did the same with her left hand, leaned forward and began to gently circle Chantal’s nipples with her wet fingertips.
A long, drawn-out moan came from my wife’s mouth. Mrs. Seidel looked her in the face and smiled: Well, are you finding it difficult to contain your horniness? Does it excite you when I play with your nipples like that? Please don’t, whispered Chantal. No, please don’t, this is so hot I think I’m coming! Please don’t! Full of uninhibited lust, her slim white body arched towards our landlady, who didn’t stop pampering her pussy with little thrusts and gently stimulating her nipples. Only when Chantal’s orgasm ended in a long, satisfied moan did Mrs. Seidel finally allow herself to be overwhelmed by the vibrating pleasure in her pussy. She clutched her ripe tits with her hands, threw her head back and came with a loud, wild scream that was surely heard throughout the street.
An uncontrollable tremor ran through her body. Then she bent forward, rested both hands on the table top and gasped for air – completely exhausted from her short but intense climax. After she had caught her breath a little, she gently stroked Chantal’s breasts with both hands and then she began to make gentle little thrusts with her bottom again. Because of the first orgasm, Chantal’s tight little slit was now so wet and relaxed that the thick black shaft slid in a little deeper with each thrust and now my wife was no longer lying there tense and putting up with everything, but she was moving her lower body lustfully in time with Madame’s thrusts. It makes me so horny, fucking you while your husband watches, sighed Mrs Seidel.
And just look, Chantal, Pierre gets really horny just watching. How beautifully his cock looks! Oh, I can hardly wait to see him cum! Our landlady gave me a tender look and licked her lips with pleasure while she continued to please my wife with sensual little fucking movements. There was no denying that watching excited me. I didn’t know what made me hornier: Chantal’s erotic white body writhing lustfully on the glass table top. Her small naked breasts, her tender young pussy opening up with devotion for the giant black dildo, or the mature Mrs. Seidel in the black nylon stockings and enormous tits swinging back and forth in time with her fucking thrusts.
I had an enormous desire to simply take my hard cock in my hand and give the two women a hot sperm shower. To grab Mrs. Seidel’s tightly pinned-up hair with one hand so that she couldn’t turn her head away and then to masturbate really nicely into her face with the other hand. To squirt my semen into her surprised face until the cum runs down her chin in thick white threads or to watch my sperm slowly flow over her tits and then drip as a warm, creamy rain onto Chantal’s naked body. The idea almost drove me crazy with horniness, but our landlady had said that she wanted to save my sperm for dessert and I was afraid that she would react angrily if I served her my cum prematurely as a side dish to the main course.
So I ended up staying on the couch and contenting myself with the passive role of spectator. Mrs. Seidel was now fully into it, her butt moving like a machine as she pushed the thick, black plastic penis faster and faster into Chantal’s tight slit. My wife bit her lower lip and moaned with pleasure. Our landlady also started to moan and pant passionately, so that just listening to her made a thick, transparent drop of lust ooze out of my cock. But just before she climaxed, she suddenly stopped her fucking movements, took a deep breath and brought her excitement under control once again. Very slowly, she pulled her lower body back so that the dildo slid a little way out of Chantal’s labia. No, please don’t pull it out, I heard my wife whimper softly.
No? Would you like me to keep fucking you? asked Mrs. Seidel in a seductive voice. Oh yes, please, Chantal gasped hoarsely. Mrs. Seidel stroked her cheek tenderly: Tell me what I should do with you. Oh please, fuck me, whispered Chantal. That’s good, say it again, loudly and clearly, so your husband can hear how horny you are. My wife’s body tensed up with desire, she arched her back and stretched her pussy out towards our landlady, full of lust, while she cried out in a strained voice: Oh please! Fuck me! I can’t take it anymore! Mrs. Seidel could not resist this devoted invitation, she gave me a lascivious sideways glance and began to thrust lustfully with her bottom again.
Now I’m going to fuck your wife really hard again, deep into her sweet little pussy. Mrs. Seidel’s mature face began to turn red, the moans that came from her half-open mouth became louder and more passionate. The sight almost drove me crazy – at that moment I would have given anything to ram my cock between Mrs. Seidel’s twitching mature labia again and squirt my semen into her warm, slippery pleasure cave! Her nipples were also swollen with excitement and stood out from her big tits like two plump, dark red strawberries. When our landlady felt that she could no longer stand the horny vibration in her pussy, she tenderly grasped Chantal’s hands and pressed the slender, young fingers to her mature, swollen nipples.
Then she threw her head back and screamed her orgasm at the top of her lungs into the afternoon silence. Her lack of inhibition was so captivating that even my wife could no longer control herself. She let out a loud scream and pressed her pelvis full of desire against Mrs. Seidel’s abdomen. Her slender legs lustfully clenched our landlady’s ass to push the dildo as deep as possible into her twitching little pussy. Mrs. Seidel’s body arched and her pussy muscles contracted so violently that pussy juice spurted out between her thighs in a champagne-colored fountain. The sudden warm rain on her naked pussy made Chantal scream in surprise and then the two women’s screams of pleasure combined to form a wild lesbian orgasm duet that just wouldn’t stop.
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imagined how both of their pussies contracted in sisterly lust with every scream. Chantal’s young, wet fuck slit and Mrs. Seidel’s wonderful, mature cunt. The pre-cum on my glans grew bigger and bigger until it finally slid down on a long, transparent thread. A small wet puddle had already formed under my penis on Mrs. Seidel’s expensive black leather sofa. After a while, the screams turned into deep, satisfied moans and the movements of the two sweaty female bodies on the coffee table gradually slowed down. Mrs. Seidel shivered violently, she supported herself with both arms on the table and gasped for air in exhaustion. She carefully pulled her pelvis back so that the dildo slid out of Chantal’s pussy.
Then she reached between her legs and turned off the vibrator. With a practiced movement she pulled the sex toy out of her hairy pussy, which released its contents with a loud smacking sound. The black pleasure plug was soaking wet with Mrs Seidel’s pussy juice, but there was also a telltale wet glisten on the other half that Chantal had had in her pussy. Apparently her thrusts had also got my wife’s lust juices flowing. Our landlady stuck out her long pink tongue and licked Chantal’s pleasure nectar from the black plastic penis with relish. Delicious, I love the taste of a freshly fucked pussy, she said ecstatically. And now I want a huge portion of creamy, warm male sperm for dessert!
Mrs. Seidel cast a lascivious glance at my stiff member and licked her lips expectantly, then she noticed the delicate, transparent thread hanging from my glans and the wet puddle on her sofa. Oh, she giggled amusedly. You can hardly hold back your semen anymore, it’s high time I took care of your cock again! She stood up from the floor and stretched with pleasure, a small trickle of pussy juice flowed from her slit, ran down the inside of her thigh and left a shiny wet trail on her black nylon stocking. Then she leaned forward and rubbed her knees with a sigh. I just can’t stand kneeling for long anymore, she said regretfully. I would have loved to kneel down in front of you right now and let you spray me!
She tilted her head to the side and looked at me with a flattering wink. If you would be so kind as to kneel up here on my home bar to cum, then I could receive my facial cumshot standing up. I was a little taken aback by this unusual request, but the prospect of finally being able to shoot my sperm didn’t make me hesitate for long. I got up from the sofa, went to the small bar in the corner of the living room and climbed onto the counter. Mrs. Seidel stood in front of the bar and looked up at me with a smile, her face only a few centimeters from my glans. The height is perfect, she said with satisfaction. That way I get the whole thing right in the face – absolutely perfect!
If you could perhaps spread your legs a little further. Yes, that’s nice! That way I can reach everywhere easily. Our landlady reached between my thighs and playfully tickled me between my bottom and balls with her long green-painted fingernails. That felt great! Then she took a step back and looked with enjoyment at my erect manhood. Oh, such a beautiful cock, she said tenderly and leaned forward and then she blew a teasing little kiss right on the ejaculation opening. Mrs. Seidel’s soft lips had only gently touched my glans but even so an extremely strong and intense stimulus of pleasure shot through my penis and made every fiber of my body tremble with horniness. Mrs. Seidel looked over her shoulder at my wife, who was still completely exhausted and happy lying on the glass table with her legs spread.
Come to us. I want you to watch your husband squirt, she said invitingly. Chantal got up lazily and walked over to the bar with a slightly unsteady gait. She sat down on one of the bar stools and crossed her legs. Now you’re hiding your pussy from us again, said Mrs. Seidel reproachfully. Please be so kind and spread your legs for us. I want Pierre to be able to get excited by your sweet little fuck slit when he cums! A lascivious grin spread across her face. I bet he’ll ejaculate twice as much then! My wife held on to the bar with one hand and obediently spread her thighs, her labia opened invitingly and I could see that the inside of her pussy was still completely wet from sex with Mrs. Seidel. The sight was just incredibly hot.
Our landlady could not resist the temptation and plunged her fingers deep into the warm, pink, wet, glistening opening. After she had bathed her hands in Chantal’s pussy juice, Mrs. Seidel placed her wet fingertips very lightly on my abdomen, one hand to the right and the other to the left of my hot, hard penis. Then she carefully pushed both of her thumbs behind my testicles and gently pressed on my erectile tissue from below. A thick, transparent drop of lust oozed from the tip of my cock. Our landlady watched with a smile as it grew larger and larger, as it slowly stretched out until it finally dangled by a thin thread under my dark red, swollen glans and then, at the very last moment before it fell to the floor, she caught it with her tongue.
For a brief, magical moment, a glittering garland stretched from my stiff member to Mrs. Seidel’s receptive mouth. Then it was torn again and only two small, transparent droplets remained. One on Mrs. Seidel’s lower lip, which she coquettishly removed with the tip of her tongue, and one on my glans, which she playfully dabbed with her index finger. Yummy, she cooed with pleasure as she sucked my lustful fluid from her fingertip. I love it when this delicious, transparent juice runs out of men’s glans! I can’t get enough of it! And with a grinning sideways glance at Chantal, she added: I really hope you have raised your husband well, so that he doesn’t cum before I give him permission?
I felt that I could not hold back my sperm for much longer, but our landlady obviously knew from years of experience how to deal with cocks that were eager to squirt. Her short fingers massaged my penis gently and playfully, so that it stood super hard and extremely aroused in front of her face, but she skillfully denied me the final, liberating touch that I was waiting for so long. It felt downright unearthly horny how this sensual mature woman had my penis completely under her control. I enjoyed her game and accepted that the time of my ejaculation was entirely in her experienced hands. Mrs. Seidel put her hands between my knees and then let her fingernails glide very slowly up the insides of my thighs.
It tingled so unbearably that I moaned loudly with pleasure. Our landlady laughed amusedly, then she put her fingers on my balls and began to massage them tenderly. There was another thick, transparent drop hanging from the tip of my cock. Mrs. Seidel very carefully licked the clear liquid off the tip of my cockhead with the tip of her tongue. Doesn’t that taste great, she said with relish. I have a big request, Pierre. If I make you ejaculate right now, would you be so kind as to squirt your first load of sperm directly into my mouth? You can then spread the rest all over my face in a really nice way, but please aim the first load at my mouth. I can’t wait to finally taste the taste of your semen!
Our mature landlady looked up at me with an inviting smile, while her left hand grasped the shaft of my penis with a gentle, experienced grip. Time stood still. I forgot everything around me. The dream apartment on the first floor, even Chantal, who was sitting right next to me on the bar stool with her legs spread and seductively presenting her naked pussy. There was only Mrs. Seidel’s heavenly soft fingers that wrapped around my hard, juicy penis and her sensual, expectant face right in front of my dark red, swollen glans. I finally want to cum! Mrs. Seidel seductively licked her lips with the tip of her tongue and gave me a long, longing look from her green-gray eyes while she pushed her right index finger into her mouth with provocative little fucking movements.
She opened her mouth, ready to receive it, and stuck out her tongue expectantly at me, and then finally she dabbed the sensitive skin beneath my glans with her saliva-moist index finger, and a huge fountain of CUM shot out of my cock and squirted directly into her wide-open mouth! Our landlady eagerly caught the creamy semen with her long pink tongue; only a few small white drops of sperm missed the target. After I had squirted my first load of sperm into Mrs. Seidel’s mouth as requested, her appetite seemed to be satisfied for the time being. With an elegant movement, she turned her face to the right and received my second fountain of sperm with pleasure on her left cheek. The juice squirted out of my cock with such force that it spread over the entire left side of her face.
Her blonde hair was also covered in a pattern of white sperm splatters and I even sprayed the thick green gemstone dangling from her earring completely with my semen. Our landlady quickly turned her head to the left so that I could inseminate the other side of her face. But after my penis had squirted for her twice so powerfully and abundantly, it only twitched briefly and violently in her hand the third time. With her index and middle fingers, Mrs. Seidel wiped a thick, creamy splash of sperm from her cheek; then she put both fingers in her mouth and sucked the fresh, warm man cream with relish. Your semen tastes simply heavenly, Pierre, she said with a blissful smile. I can hardly wait until the first month’s rent is due, then you must ejaculate on my face again!
