Hana goes down to her laundry and fills the wash basket from the machine. She then dares herself to go outside. Mr Watson looks over from the pool and smiles. She’s carrying the wash basket in front and not showing anything yet, other than her erect nipples through her tee-shirt. The clothes line is beyond the pool, and she walks around to it and remains facing the older man as she puts her basket down and begins hanging the clothes.
Mr Watson continues vacuuming the pool and says nothing. He’s continually looking over though, and he slowly works his way around the pool to be quite close in front of Hana. “Those are cute little nickers, love,” he finally comments.
Hana’s blush rises as she glances from what she’s doing. “They’re new too,” she tells him. “I bought other colours as well.” She looks down at herself, lifting the hem of her shirt. “I think this pink is nice.”
“Definitely! Very pretty…. Very sexy!”
“Uh huh…. I’m glad you think so, Mr Watson.”
“Oh I do, love.”
Hana bites down on her smile. “Well, would you like to come in for a cold drink before Robert gets home?”
“Yes, I’d like that very much, love.”
“Okay….” Hana takes her wash basket and smiles back over her shoulder as the older man follows. She tosses the basket in the laundry and leads to her kitchen counter. Mr Watson sits on a stool there while she cracks ice into glasses and pours lemonade.
He looks up from her breasts as he accepts the drink. “I noticed you often don’t wear a bra when you come out the back, love. I’ve always enjoyed watching for you.”
Hana sits up on a stool. “Well, I’ve been doing it to please you, so I’m glad you’ve been enjoying it.”
“And Robert knows that?”
“Not really. I told him about it the other day and he seems excited about it.”
“That’s good, then.” Mr Watson looks Hana over again, quite slowly, his gaze travelling to her legs then back to her breasts. She raises an arm and pushes her hair back. He watches her breast sway then tilts his head to look at her panties. “And you’re completely shaved down there?” he asks mildly.
Hana nods. “Yes.” She looks down at herself with him, leaning back a little and lifting the hem of her tee-shirt.
He touches her knee and presses against it to part her legs as he tilts his head for a closer look. “Yeah – that’s nice, love. It’s been years since I last saw a woman’s pussy.”
“Has it…?” Hana utters.
He nods. “Or breasts…. And yours are so beautiful,” he says as he touches her hand on her belly and the hem of her shirt. She moves her hand aside and lets him lift the fabric. “So beautiful, love,” he goes on, and he lifts her shirt up over her breasts, exposing them.
Hana clutches it there while he looks at her. He strokes down her side to her hip and gathers the band of her panties. She lifts her bottom while he tugs them down her thighs and to her knees. “Oh that’s nice,” he groans.
Hana watches his face as he examines her. She keeps her knees together but her slender thighs don’t touch, so he’s able to see her fully. There’s a bulge in the front of his shorts, which he squeezes. “I don’t want to have full sex today, Mr Watson, but I’m willing to perform oral sex for you.”
“That would be perfect, love. I actually need a pill these days to maintain an erection. Oral is ideal for me.”
“Okay…. Can you come into the lounge room? The floor’s too hard to kneel on here.”
He chuckles. “You like it on your knees, love?”
Hana pulls up her panties and blushes back at him as she leads the way. “Would you like to sit or stand?”
“Right here is fine, love.” He sits on the arm of the lounge.
Hana approaches and lowers to her knees between his legs. He’s still squeezing his erection but releases it as she tugs at his zipper and the button at his waist. She opens his shorts and finds white cotton boxers. She feels his shaft through them. He strokes her hair, meeting her eyes as she peers up at him. “Like this?” she asks sweetly.
“Take my shorts down, love…. Do you want my balls as well?”
Hana nods. “Uh huh. I like men’s balls – feeling them and making them nice and full.”
“Aw, love, just the look of you is filling them.” He lifts and helps her with his shorts. His balls are large and loose in their sac, resting on the leather arm of the lounge. His cock is undersized and out of proportion with them.
Hana lifts his shaft up and nuzzles the base of it. His ball sac isn’t hairy at all. She kisses and nibbles down to his left testicle, feeling its weight with her nose and caressing it with her cheek. She opens her lips over it and sucks softly, probing with her tongue while firmly gripping his cock and thumbing the swollen head. She stops that and lifts her head, cradling both balls with her fingers and stroking them, nurturing them. She peers up at the older man biting a lip. “I wonder when you men stop producing sperm – I wonder at what age….”
“Aw, love, I’m definitely producing right now. Or at least what you’re doing is causing me to produce it.”
“Uh huh – that’s the fun bit,” Hana teases sweetly. “Until these get so full you can’t hold it anymore.” She opens her lips beneath his right testicle and hums softly as she sucks on it. “Mmm – lots of spermy cum…. Mmm – yummy,” she moans as she nuzzles from one ball to the other and strokes the man’s cock.
Hana strokes steadily, flaying her fingers over the sensitive dome. She can feel his pre-cum as it moistens her contact. Mr Watson has a hand around the back of her head and is pulling her closer and upward. She kisses her way up his shaft and takes the head into her mouth. He groans and thrusts. She holds his thighs and starts bobbing her head, sucking him off.
“Yeah – that’s it, love. Suck it.”
Hana peers up at him and holds his gaze as she continues bobbing her head and allowing his cock to slide in and out of her mouth. He’s rolling his hips and thrusting. His hand on the back of her head firms, and she takes him as deep as she can and holds still, his cock head probing her throat. She lets him do that for a moment then pulls back before she gags.
She takes his cock from her mouth and catches her breath. She keeps stroking and rubbing over the head, smiling up at him. She tilts her head and kisses his balls. “Mmm – are these getting full now?” She nuzzles them both and sucks on the right one softly. He caresses her hair aside and watches her. “I want to taste you,” she tells him.
“Are you going to swallow, love?”
“Uh huh…. I’m definitely going to swallow for you…. Mmm – every drop!” She licks her way back up his shaft and sucks the head into her mouth. She grips the base so he can’t force too deeply and bobs her head, stroking him with her lips and lashing with her tongue, swirling it around the dome and probing the eyelet. He’s leaking a lot of pre-cum now, the scent of it filling her senses. She looks up at him but his head is back, his jaw set. He’s letting her lift her head then pulling her down firmly. He begins to thrust again then suddenly groans and holds her to him.
Hana waits. The cock in her mouth has hardened. It flexes then throbs, a jet of semen gushing. “Mmm…mmm,” she moans softly as the older man’s load spurts heavily and floods her mouth. She holds the gooey fluid under her tongue and softly sucks on him while feeling his balls. She releases his cock from her lips and peers up at him. She swallows his cum and parts her lips. “You seemed to stay nice and hard….”
He smiles. “How could I not, love? That was amazing.”
She rakes her lip with her teeth. “I love doing that for a man.”
He cups her face and strokes her lip with his thumb. “What about you, love – can I return the favour?”
“Um…. How about next time?”
He smiles some more. “Certainly!”
Hana squeezes his cock upward and touches his balls, caressing them with her fingers then kissing one then the other. “Are these all empty and drained now? Di
d I get every drop?”
“There’s another drop coming out now, love.”
She checks and sees a thick spot of semen oozing from the eyelet. She squeezes and captures it on her finger then rubs it over her lips. She glances at him watching and blushes a little.
“Is that nice, love?”
“It’s nice that it’s from you. It’s exciting…. As long as my husband doesn’t try to kiss me while I can still taste it.” She stands up. “He should be home any minute too.”
“Oh…. Should I leave?”
“No – it’s okay. No need to rush off, Mr Watson. Robert knows I’ll be dressing sexily for you, and I’ll tell him later tonight that I sucked you off. We kind of talked about it before, so he’ll be okay with it.”
Mr Watson sits up on his stool again. He finishes his drink. “Would you like this one too?” Hana asks, sliding hers across to him from the other side of the counter. “I don’t want to spoil the taste of you.”
“Isn’t it salty, though?”
“Hmm – sort of, I guess…. It just tastes like man to me…. I hope I can have more later?”
Mr Watson chuckles. “Of course, love. You can have mine anytime you want it. Just give me enough time to build up again.”
“Okay….” Hana blushes. “There was a lot that time. But you’ve got nice big ones, so I wasn’t surprised.”
“Big balls?”
“Uh huh…. I like men’s balls.”
“Yes, I noticed, love. I don’t think mine have ever been so lovingly attended to.”
“Well, that’s where all the fun stuff happens. That other thing is just to stick in me so you can spurt it. You guys don’t even care where as long as it’s inside of us somewhere.”
“Yes – somewhere warm and wet. That’s quite true, love.” He holds Hana’s gaze steadily. “Does sucking a man’s cock make you wet, love?”
Hana nods. “Yes…. Very wet…. Always.”
“It’s a favourite fantasy of mine to have you sopping wet and sitting on my face. Completely slick and dripping with your juices.”
Hana’s blush fires up. “Um…. Really?”
“Yeah. I wondered if you’d be shaved…. All the better.”
“Hmm – I only just shaved yesterday for the first time in ages.”
“Ah – you must have been reading my mind.” Mr Watson tilts for a peep down Hana’s tee-shirt, with her leaning over the counter. He then meets her eyes again. “So, when you decide you want me to return the favour, would you prefer me to be clean shaven or to have a whiskery chin and face?”
Hana giggles. “Um – whiskery would be nice.”
Hana’s phone jingles on the counter. It’s Robert calling. “Hi, Robert.”
“Hi, sweetheart. I can’t talk. I just called to let you know I’m held up here. I won’t be home until about seven. I’ll pick up some dinner….”
“Oh okay. That’s fine, I have Mr Watson visiting.”
“Oh…. Visiting?”
“Yeah….” Hana replies, walking into her laundry. She lowers her voice. “I’m trying out some of my new sexy clothes. He seems to like them.”
There’s a pause. Robert’s voice lowers also. “What are you wearing exactly, sweetheart?”
“Just a tee-shirt and panties – the pink see-through ones.”
“And the tee-shirt doesn’t cover them? He can see?”
“Uh huh…. He said he likes that I’m shaved down there…. He definitely wants to have sex with me.”
“I’ll bet he does, sweetheart…. Aren’t you sore at all from last night, though? Do you really want to do anything tonight?”
“Um – no I’m not sore. But um…. Well, actually, I already sucked Mr Watson off, Robert.”
There’s another pause. “Did you…?”
“Uh huh…. I couldn’t wait to try it…. It was so nice to feel it and taste it from another man again, Robert. He came so hard. It was so amazing.” She checks around the counter to see her visitor has resumed vacuuming the pool. “I might invite him to stay for dinner and see if he wants me to do it again, Robert. What do you think?”
There’s another pause. “I guess I could stay here a bit later…. Do you want more time with him, Hana?”
“Hmm – maybe a bit longer…. Could you stay until eight? That will give him time to relax and recover a bit longer before I do it.”
“Okay, baby. When I get home I’ll wait across the road until I know he’s gone. Just turn on the front light so I’ll know it’s safe to come in…. If he ends up staying later, I’ll just wait.”
“Okay…. I might let him play with me as well, then…. Just with his fingers or his tongue. He said he needs Viagra to be able to fuck me.”
“Oh really? Yeah, I guess that’s pretty common for older men.”
“So, do you think I should ask him to get some, Robert?”
“I don’t know, sweetheart…. Do you want to?”
“Uh huh…. I’d let him fuck me…. I like how strong he feels, even though he’s older…. I like the thought of him on top of me – between my legs.”
“Yeah?” Robert’s voice trails off.
Hana leans over the kitchen counter watching Mr Watson through the glass doors. “I liked opening my legs for the men at the adult shop too, Robert – the way they were watching me sit on those toy machines. I wish I knew about their glory hole so I could have given them a nice release instead of just teasing them.”
“Well, we can think about stopping in there again next time we’re passing, sweetheart. But I have to run. I’ve got a meeting about to start.”
“Okay – I’ll turn on the front light when Mr Watson goes home…. Think about me while you’re working!”
“It will be hard to think of anything else, Hana. They’re very vivid pictures I have in mind.”
Hana giggles. “Good! Our neighbour is taking your place as the man of the house right now. I’m going to cook for him and let him look at me and touch me. Then I’m going to accept another load of his cum and make sure he goes to sleep fully satisfied tonight.”
“So, he’s going to be enjoying my wife.…” Robert whispers. “Taking my place while I’m at work and taking his pleasure with my woman….”
“Uh huh,” Hana utters. “See ya….”
8
Ben Watson waves to his young neighbour as she appears at her doorway. He had listened to a little of her conversation with her husband but decided to leave her with that. He has no idea why the young couple have decided to open their marriage all of a sudden and doesn’t care to know. Ben has been watching Hana for years and thoroughly enjoying the fact that such a beautiful young woman had moved into the house that used to be occupied by a middle aged couple with a grown son.
“You didn’t have to leave, Mr Watson,” Hana calls over gaily.
“That’s okay, love. I wanted to finish up here…. Almost done.”
“Oh okay. Are you coming back inside? I’m going to get changed.”
“I’ll be in in a few minutes, love.”
Ben quickly finishes off vacuuming and checks the filter. He pops a few chlorine tablets in the dispenser and washes up under the tap. He’s hoping Hana’s change of clothing is still sexy when he pokes his head in the door to see her in her living room. She has on a red satin robe, quite short. When she turns and walks toward him, it parts to reveal a completely see-through white teddy with matching panties. The teddy is tied between her breasts and open beneath. It ends at her waist, her tiny panties fully exposed.
Ben can see the girl’s slit through the mesh fabric. His gaze lifts to her tits, also completely visible with the garment hugging them and revealing her tight little nipples. She’s standing there facing him and fiddling with the bottom edges of her robe, keeping it open while he looks at her body.
“It’s another new outfit. Do you like it?” she asks sweetly.
Ben glances at her pretty face then resumes looking at her body. “Oh, I like it…. What about Rober
t, though? Is he coming home soon?”
Hana bites a lip. “He has to work late…. Would you like to stay for dinner, Mr Watson?”
Ben chuckles. “How could I refuse with you dressed like that, love?”
“Hmm – that’s what I was hoping,” she says, turning away and tossing a smile back over her shoulder.
Ben follows to the kitchen where she ties her robe closed and takes pots from her cupboard. He approaches behind her. She stops what she was doing when he takes hold of her hips. He smooths hair from her slender neck and kisses softly. “How about I duck home and take a Viagra, love? It takes about an hour to work….”
Her blush rises. “Um – okay. I’d like that….”
“You would?” He kisses down to her shoulder, slipping an arm around her and up her teddy. He feels a bare tit.
“Uh huh….” she utters. “I’ll just make something quick, then you can take me to bed and fuck me.”
Ben’s cock lifts instantly to full erection. He hasn’t been this hard in years. “Oh fuck, love,” he groans into the young woman’s neck and he feels down the front of her little panties. Her slit is wet and his thick finger sinks in.
She squirms her thighs together, her bottom wiggling back against him. “Um – Mr Watson…?”
Ben rips at his shorts and pushes them down. He grabs his cock and sticks it in through the edge of her panties. He pulls back and thrusts hard. “Uhh…hhh,” she moans. He pulls back and thrusts again. “Uhhh…hhh….” she almost squeals this time. He holds firmly up her, his cock expanding – rock solid now.
He nuzzles her neck and ear. “I don’t think I need the pill, love. You’re so tight.”
“Uh huh…. Is like this okay?”
“I’m going to lift you and carry you into the lounge, love. I want to stay inside you, so just relax and let me, okay?”
The girl is only light. Ben grips her around the waist and across her chest, carrying her easily and keeping her impaled on his cock. He remains fully erect – a power going on down there he hasn’t felt since he was thirty. He figures the long abstinence must be working for him but doesn’t trust his cock to stay hard if it comes out of Hana’s tight little pussy.
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