just as I heard a knock! knock! kno

just as I heard a knock! knock! knock! knock! on the door and Michelle's voice, "Jason it's me", perfect timing I thought.

I unlocked and inched open the door hiding my modesty behind it offering Michelle the option to hand me the towel and enter or leave depending on her intentions. As the door opened wider my heart was racing and immediately calmed as Michelle smiled warmly "going to let me in?" She enquired. I stood back as she bustled through the door her heals noisily clashing with the hard floor. Suddenly I felt very naked, I was, and my confidence ebbed away completely as my hair dripped and the lather clung patchily to my body. "Got your towel", Michelle held it aloft and withdrew as I reached, "I don't think you're finished Jason", she giggled a little pointing at the patches of frothy soap clinging to my body. I didn't know where to put my hands, cover my modesty? It was nothing she hadn't already seen, touched, sucked and fucked!! Given our recent intimacy it was bizarre feeling embarrassed in these circumstances but she was holding the towel and there was I naked and dripping wet. "Go on then" Michelle ushered me toward the streaming shower and I gladly disappeared behind the shower curtain and began rinsing myself off enjoying the warmth of the water on my skin and tingling intimately thinking of Michelle just beyond the curtain.

"Can I have a towel now?" I questioned as I switched of the shower and regained some confidence becoming more comfortable with the situation as I drew back the curtain to expose myself. Michelle was sat on the toilet in the opposite corner her legs crossed, lazily drawing the towel through her fingers as she cast her eyes over my naked body. Her gaze settled on my cock which had thankfully responded to the situation to sport the beginnings of an erection, "make that bigger and we'll see", Michelle continued waving the towel slowly before me and smiling almost giggling beneath her breath. My hand fell to my soft cock and began stroking gently, squeezing and pulling at my foreskin feeling my manhood quickly swell beneath my fingers as the blood began to flow "I could use a hand", I said as I stepped toward her, "ah, ah, ah, I want you to wank for me Jason", Michelle replied in a stern mischievous tone, "I want you to wank as you watch me". My goodness, I didn't expect Michelle to be kinky but I was enjoying her tone and the sparkle in her big brown eyes as she looked over the top of her black square rimmed designer glasses, what was I going to watch?

Michelle answered that question, legs still crossed, her fingers began to undo the buttons on her skirt, her eyes trained on me as the slit opened slowly to reveal more of her dark stockinged limbs until the cloth fell away to expose her smooth creamy thigh. I stood on the hard tiled floor my body damp and a little cold as I gawped at Michelle, my eyes wide as arousal overcame self-consciousness, my initial embarrassment fading as my erection stiffened with every stroke of my hand. "Like what you see?" Michelle smiled, "you know I like it" I replied, motioning toward her wanting her touch, "ah, ah, ah, not yet" , and her finger pushed against my chest stopping me in my tracks, her red manicured nail causing just the slightest pain as it dug into my bare chest necessitating a retreat to avoid the puncture, "step back and look at me", she ordered, who was I to argue? After all I did need the towel!

Michelle remained seated an impish grin upon her lips as she uncrossed her legs and slowly eased them apart allowing her right leg and her black lace trimmed knickers to become exposed at her hip as her loose skirt fell between her spread thighs obscuring her pussy beneath. Her hand slid down between her parting thighs and pressed her skirt into her sex, softly stroking her pussy beneath and pressing with her slender fingers as she eased her skirt up and to the side spreading her knees as she unwrapped herself. Her heels scraped on the tiled floor as her knees spread wide apart to insure I was afforded a full view as she exposed the patterned lace and silk crotch of her panties. The faintest hint of her soft dark pubic hair could be seen beneath a wide lace waistband and an unmistakable darkened patch visible where her moist folds had pressed into the silky crotch below. My cock strained for her touch, her lips, her pussy, my hand was a poor second, I motioned forward to be confronted by Michelle's slowly wagging finger "Jason, you're all wet" she stated , "I'm not the only one", I replied looking down between her legs, she followed my gaze, leaning forward to view the damp patch on her knickers. "Oh" she giggled, "better take these off then", and with that she lifted her bum and removed her skirt folding it carefully and putting it on the cistern behind her, she then put her knees together and hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her knickers, a wiggle or two later and they were round her ankles and with a deft kick and an accompanying cheeky "catch", from Michelle, the damp lingerie was launched toward me. Her aim was off and my handling poor which resulted in an embarrassing grasp at thin air and an awkward stumble to recover them from the floor my bobbing erection contributing to the cumbersome image. We smiled at each other, Michelle covering her mouth in an instinctive but unnecessary disguise of her laughter and myself struggling to gain any composure in the comedy of the moment. In an effort to recapture the mood I instinctively sniffed Michelle's panties to feel the moisture of her scent on the tip of my nose and breath in her sweet aroma which was an intoxicating mix of the slightest feminine musk combined with a feint fruity odor, probably her body lotion or washing powder, whatever it was it went straight to my groin adding to my already rigid erection.
The sight of my face buried in her black silk and lace panties must have appealed to Michelle, her legs were spread wide open before me and her fingertip was circling a red nail around her clit. She had such a beautiful pussy, it may seem a bit anatomical and admittedly my vagina viewing had been limited to the fakery of porn and a handful of partners, but I loved the way she trimmed her pubic hair to leave a thin dark surround to frame her full light pink labia and carpet the feminine mound above her prominent clit. She was as aroused as I was and was a vision of erotica, from the waist up it was Michelle the manager, glasses, smart hair and make-up, blouse and jacket. Below the waist it was a different story. Her clit responded to her touch and became engorged and prominent at the apex of her voluminous lips that became slightly swollen and reddened when aroused causing a deeper hue to appear between them as her clear tacky juices glistened and seeped from her slit.

My cock was absolutely solid as I watched her and further strenuous wanking was likely to result in ejaculation, "keep doing that and I'll go off", I cautioned, "I want to get off first....you liked the taste of my knickers?" Michelle offered rhetorically and I knew exactly what she wanted, "I like the taste of you", I said.

Cunnilingus was one thing I had learned from my, at the time, recently ex-girlfriend of several years. She was an expert in guiding me to pleasure her which I did willingly as it was always followed by generous reciprocation on her part. I was hoping for a similar arrangement with Michelle whose anatomy, somewhat larger than that of my ex, should lend itself beautifully to my technique. At this point I wholeheartedly thank my ex, I know myself and all subsequent lovers are very grateful for your expert guidance, cheers L.

I dropped to my knees in front of her finally laying my hands upon her body and stroking my hands over her smooth, stocking swathed limbs to rest my palms upon her knees. I repositioned, shuffling forward over the tiles on my knees "Ouch", I exclaimed under my breath, "you alright Jason" Michelle looked down at me, "the tiles", they had a raised profile pattern on them for grip that was painful on my knees, "here", Michelle hurriedly and finally gave me the towel, "got what I need now" I replied as I began to dry my hair, "really, you don't need me to suck you off then?" Michelle smiled down at me as I replied "blowjob and the towel, you're too good to me", grinning she gave me a playful nudge with her knee as I folded up the towel and slipped it under my knees. I felt her hand pressed upon my shoulder her fingers sliding over my neck followed by the feint scratch of her nails, her touch softly caressing my damp hair encouraging me down between her legs. My hands slid over her stocking tops my fingers stroking over the cusp of her thighs and slipping around her bottom to squeeze her cheeks and encourage her forward to the edge of the toilet seat. I remember thinking that it was hardly a romantic or erotic seat but practicality, availability and arousal were our priorities at that juncture.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 1:

sama seperti aku mendengar ketukan! mengetuk! mengetuk! mengetuk! pada pintu dan Michelle suara, "Jason saya", saya pikir waktu yang tepat.Aku membuka dan inchi buka pintu bersembunyi saya kesopanan belakangnya menawarkan Michelle pilihan untuk tangan saya handuk dan memasuki atau meninggalkan tergantung dengan niat. Seperti pintu terbuka lebih luas hatiku adalah balap dan segera mencerminkan seperti Michelle tersenyum hangat "akan membiarkan saya?" Dia bertanya. Aku berdiri kembali seperti dia bustled melalui pintu dia menyembuhkan ribut bentrok dengan lantai keras. Tiba-tiba aku merasa sangat telanjang, aku, dan kepercayaan diri saya menusuk pergi benar-benar seperti rambut saya menetes dan busa menempel secara tambal-sulam tubuh saya. "Punya handuk Anda", Michelle memegangnya aloft dan mengundurkan diri sebagai saya mencapai, "saya tidak berpikir Anda selesai Jason", dia terkikik sedikit menunjuk pada patch dari sabun berbusa yang menempel ke tubuh saya. Aku tidak tahu di mana untuk meletakkan tangan, menutupi kesopanan saya? Itu adalah apa-apa yang dia sudah tidak melihat, menyentuh, mengisap dan kacau!! Diberikan keintiman kami hari itu aneh merasa malu dalam keadaan ini tetapi ia memegang handuk dan ada aku telanjang dan menetes basah. "Pergi kemudian" Michelle diantar saya menuju kamar mandi streaming dan saya dengan senang hati menghilang di balik tirai kamar mandi dan mulai membilas sendiri menikmati kehangatan air di kulitku dan kesemutan erat memikirkan Michelle hanya di luar tirai."Saya bisa handuk sekarang?" Saya bertanya karena saya beralih dari kamar mandi dan kembali beberapa kepercayaan menjadi lebih nyaman dengan situasi seperti aku menarik kembali tirai untuk mengekspos diri. Michelle duduk di toilet di sudut yang berlawanan menyilangkan kakinya, malas menggambar handuk melalui jari-jarinya karena ia dilemparkan matanya di atas tubuh telanjang saya. Pandangan matanya menetap di ayam saya yang untungnya menanggapi situasi untuk olahraga awal ereksi, "membuat yang lebih besar dan kita akan melihat", Michelle terus handuk perlahan-lahan sebelum aku melambaikan tangan dan tersenyum hampir cekikikan di bawah napas Nya. Tangan saya jatuh ke ayam saya lembut dan mulai membelai lembut, meremas dan menarik kulup saya merasa kelelakianku cepat membengkak di bawah jari-jari saya sebagai darah mulai mengalir "Aku bisa menggunakan tangan", saya katakan ketika saya melangkah ke arah dia, "ah, ah, ah, saya ingin Anda masturbasi bagi saya Jason", Michelle menjawab dengan nada nakal keras, "Saya ingin Anda masturbasi saat Anda menonton saya". Ya ampun, aku tidak mengharapkan Michelle menjadi keriting tapi aku menikmati nada dan binar di mata cokelat besar saat dia melihat dari atas hitam persegi desain kacamata berbingkai, apa yang sedang terjadi untuk menonton?Michelle menjawab pertanyaan itu, masih menyilangkan kaki, jari-jarinya mulai untuk membatalkan tombol-tombol pada rok, matanya dilatih pada saya sebagai celah perlahan-lahan dibuka untuk mengungkapkan lebih banyak nya tungkai stockinged yang gelap sampai jatuh kain untuk mengekspos pahanya krem halus. Aku berdiri di lantai keras keramik basah tubuh saya dan sedikit dingin seperti saya gawped di Michelle, mataku luas sebagai gairah mengatasi kesadaran diri, rasa malu awal memudar sebagai ereksi saya kaku dengan setiap stroke tangan. "Seperti apa yang Anda lihat?" Michelle tersenyum, "kau tahu aku menyukainya" jawabku, menunjuk ke arah Dia menginginkan sentuhan nya, "ah, ah, ah, belum lagi", dan jarinya mendorong terhadap dadaku menghentikan saya di trek saya, kuku terawat nya merah menyebabkan hanya sedikit rasa sakit seperti itu digali ke dalam dadaku telanjang memerlukan mundur untuk menghindari tusukan, "melangkah mundur dan melihat saya", ia memerintahkan, yang itu aku berdebat? Setelah semua saya lakukan perlu menyerah!Michelle remained seated an impish grin upon her lips as she uncrossed her legs and slowly eased them apart allowing her right leg and her black lace trimmed knickers to become exposed at her hip as her loose skirt fell between her spread thighs obscuring her pussy beneath. Her hand slid down between her parting thighs and pressed her skirt into her sex, softly stroking her pussy beneath and pressing with her slender fingers as she eased her skirt up and to the side spreading her knees as she unwrapped herself. Her heels scraped on the tiled floor as her knees spread wide apart to insure I was afforded a full view as she exposed the patterned lace and silk crotch of her panties. The faintest hint of her soft dark pubic hair could be seen beneath a wide lace waistband and an unmistakable darkened patch visible where her moist folds had pressed into the silky crotch below. My cock strained for her touch, her lips, her pussy, my hand was a poor second, I motioned forward to be confronted by Michelle's slowly wagging finger "Jason, you're all wet" she stated , "I'm not the only one", I replied looking down between her legs, she followed my gaze, leaning forward to view the damp patch on her knickers. "Oh" she giggled, "better take these off then", and with that she lifted her bum and removed her skirt folding it carefully and putting it on the cistern behind her, she then put her knees together and hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her knickers, a wiggle or two later and they were round her ankles and with a deft kick and an accompanying cheeky "catch", from Michelle, the damp lingerie was launched toward me. Her aim was off and my handling poor which resulted in an embarrassing grasp at thin air and an awkward stumble to recover them from the floor my bobbing erection contributing to the cumbersome image. We smiled at each other, Michelle covering her mouth in an instinctive but unnecessary disguise of her laughter and myself struggling to gain any composure in the comedy of the moment. In an effort to recapture the mood I instinctively sniffed Michelle's panties to feel the moisture of her scent on the tip of my nose and breath in her sweet aroma which was an intoxicating mix of the slightest feminine musk combined with a feint fruity odor, probably her body lotion or washing powder, whatever it was it went straight to my groin adding to my already rigid erection.The sight of my face buried in her black silk and lace panties must have appealed to Michelle, her legs were spread wide open before me and her fingertip was circling a red nail around her clit. She had such a beautiful pussy, it may seem a bit anatomical and admittedly my vagina viewing had been limited to the fakery of porn and a handful of partners, but I loved the way she trimmed her pubic hair to leave a thin dark surround to frame her full light pink labia and carpet the feminine mound above her prominent clit. She was as aroused as I was and was a vision of erotica, from the waist up it was Michelle the manager, glasses, smart hair and make-up, blouse and jacket. Below the waist it was a different story. Her clit responded to her touch and became engorged and prominent at the apex of her voluminous lips that became slightly swollen and reddened when aroused causing a deeper hue to appear between them as her clear tacky juices glistened and seeped from her slit.My cock was absolutely solid as I watched her and further strenuous wanking was likely to result in ejaculation, "keep doing that and I'll go off", I cautioned, "I want to get off first....you liked the taste of my knickers?" Michelle offered rhetorically and I knew exactly what she wanted, "I like the taste of you", I said.Berdiri basah adalah salah satu hal yang telah saya pelajari dari saya, saat itu, baru-baru ini mantan pacar beberapa tahun. Dia adalah seorang ahli dalam membimbing saya untuk kesenangan dirinya yang aku rela sebagai selalu diikuti oleh timbal-balik dermawan di bagian. Saya berharap untuk pengaturan serupa dengan anatomi yang, agak lebih besar daripada mantan saya, harus meminjamkan dirinya indah untuk teknik saya Michelle. Pada titik ini sepenuh hati terima mantan saya, saya tahu diri dan semua pecinta berikutnya akan sangat berterima kasih atas bimbingan ahli Anda, cheers L.I dropped to my knees in front of her finally laying my hands upon her body and stroking my hands over her smooth, stocking swathed limbs to rest my palms upon her knees. I repositioned, shuffling forward over the tiles on my knees "Ouch", I exclaimed under my breath, "you alright Jason" Michelle looked down at me, "the tiles", they had a raised profile pattern on them for grip that was painful on my knees, "here", Michelle hurriedly and finally gave me the towel, "got what I need now" I replied as I began to dry my hair, "really, you don't need me to suck you off then?" Michelle smiled down at me as I replied "blowjob and the towel, you're too good to me", grinning she gave me a playful nudge with her knee as I folded up the towel and slipped it under my knees. I felt her hand pressed upon my shoulder her fingers sliding over my neck followed by the feint scratch of her nails, her touch softly caressing my damp hair encouraging me down between her legs. My hands slid over her stocking tops my fingers stroking over the cusp of her thighs and slipping around her bottom to squeeze her cheeks and encourage her forward to the edge of the toilet seat. I remember thinking that it was hardly a romantic or erotic seat but practicality, availability and arousal were our priorities at that juncture.