My First Landlady Part 2

She returned carrying a tray of tea, she put it down and poured us both a cup. It was weird, she was wearing just stockings, suspenders and panties in front of me a paying guest and pouring tea like it was the most normal thing in the world.

I sipped the tea she handed me and wondered what to say to her, what do you say to a woman who 10 minutes ago sucked your cock, swallowed your sperm and who just handed you a cup of tea? So we sat in silence, I didn’t know what the next few hours would bring but I guessed she had something in mind. When she finished her tea she took my cup and put them both on the tray. As she turned around, she pushed her panties down her legs and stepped out of them.

“I don’t think I’ll be needing these tonight. Do you like stockings?”

I thought her legs were fantastic and her bum superb, but my attention was focused on the hair I could see between her legs, consequently I didn’t respond to her question.

“Most men do, I’ll take them off if you don’t like them”.

I was thinking about how good it felt to have her mouth around my cock, how much better could it be to have my cock inside her?

“So should I leave them on? (Pause) I don’t think it matters much does it?”

She climbed on the bed knelt next to but facing me, I was once again focussed on her breasts her nipples were dark, with no point of reference I didn’t know if they were large or small but they were lovely. I cupped her breast and started to gently squeeze it rolling the nipple between my fingers and pulling it slightly. She leant over and kissed my cheek

“There’s nothing going to happen that isn’t OK, if I make any noises don’t worry about it just keep doing what I show you.”

“But I’m a freak my cock’s too big for any women, I know I’ve been told.”

“It might be too big for a girl but as you said I’m not a girl, so don’t you worry about it.”

We kissed again and our tongues again pushed in and out of each others mouths, I continued to roll her nipple, she took hold of and stroked my cock, I couldn’t suppress an ecstatic moan as her fingers slid up and down the shaft returning it to a state of raging hardness. She broke our kiss and lay down on the bed, I followed her to lie down next to her. Propping my head up with my arm I laid my hand upon her stomach and slid it up to her breast to caress her other nipple.

“Suck them”.

I must have look puzzled

“My nipples and breasts suck them, lick them, kiss them and bite them, it’s nice, just be gentle with them at first.”

Well that was news, women liked their nipples sucked. After a few seconds to think about that I moved my head to her breast and start to kiss and lick it, she ran her fingers through my hair which felt nice, but also stimulating. I kissed her nipple and sucked it into my mouth flicking my tongue over it, feeling the slightly rougher skin and bumps that surrounded it. She made that groaning sighing sound that people make when they’re relaxed, excited and turned on: the same sound I’d made when she sucked my cock. I had been sucking and licking her nipple for a while when she said

“There’s another one you know.”

I mumbled something but realised that the hardness of her nipple in my mouth was exciting, was there because of what I’d done and I wanted to do the same to her other nipple. I knew she was enjoying what I was doing and after making me come before I wanted to make her feel good.
After another feast of kissing licking and sucking her other breast she pulled my head up by my hair and said

“I want you to lick me like I did you. Slide down between my legs and do the same there as you’ve done to my nipples.”

I was like a rat up a drainpipe, and the smell that greeted me when I got between her legs was exquisite; so soft, feminine and natural it drew me in. Although I didn’t find out that it meant sexual arousal until later her lips were swollen and moist, her pubic hair was soft but coarse at the same time, the skin of her thighs so soft and the aroma so tantalising that I didn’t need instruction on what to do next. I eased forward and started kissing between her legs. Her body jerked and her hand once again lifted my head by my hair. She looked into my eyes

“It’s not a race, slow down, be gentle and use your tongue.”

I eagerly returned to my task but had to force myself to go slowly and after hearing her moan

“Gently, we’ve got all night.”

I slowed down and caressed every inch gently with my tongue.