Madeline
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Madeline stepped off the shower. Her shoulderlength,
jet-black hair clinging at her head. She toweled her perfect
body dry and then used a very expensive body-lotion. After
drying her hair, she went to the bedroom, still naked and
sat down in front of the mirror. With a very expensive
makeup she accentuated the colour of her face discreetly.
Just her lipstick had a strong colour and made her sexy lips
still  sexier. Her beautiful, but cold eyes needed just a
short stroke with an eyeliner, then she was contented with
her face. Next she placed her hands under her round,
apple-sized breasts and lifted them up. 'Do I need a bra
today?' she asked to herself and her thumbs rubbed over her
dark nipples 'til they were erect. She decided to go without
a bra and just intensified the colour of her nipples with
lipstick. After that she took a silky, french knicker and a
supertight g-string off her drawer, looked at them and
considering which one was more suitable for todays event.
Next she looked at her thick, black pussy hair. It was a
wide triangle, because the last weeks she felt in the mood
of 'wearing' her pussy-hair wildly. She put the g-string on
and though she enjoyed the feeling of the small string
between her firm, round ass-cheeks. She stripped the
g-string off and took the french knickers. Before she pulled
them over her slim legs, she took her expensive perfum and
sprayed it in her pussy hair. As her knickers covered her
lower body, she pulled at the material, so it was tugged
between her ass-cheeks. Instinctivly, her hands passed over
her flat belly down between her legs, pressing the thin
material against her soft pussy-lips. Madeline immediatly
got wet and moaned silently. Though it was a sexy sight,
Madeline wasn't satisfied with the result and she again
stripped the knickers off to choose the g-string finally.

'Yes, that looked a lot sexier' she hissed, as she checked
the sight again. Her dark triangle was visible through the
lacy material and was also looking out at both sides of the
small fabric. Again she thought about shaving the edges of
her bush - but no, tonight she wanted to look and feel very
naughty and her hairy pussy expressed exactly how she felt.
It was the glaring contrast to her well-groomed phenotype.

She smiled to herself as her hand repeatedly stroking over
her pussy while her other hand was pinching her erect
nipples. Unfortunatly, she has to be a 'good girl' now, but
she was sure she would get her compensation later.

Next follows the decision between stockings with garter-belt
and pantyhose. She took the sheer, black pantyhose off the
drawer and inspected them. They had a black line at the
backside which would make her long, slim legs appear even
longer. The crotch off the hose insisted two layers of thin
material, without concealing to much of her skin or panties.
She always used pantyhoses which were a little bit to small,
because she felt 'so wicked', when the material clinged
tight at her body. As she putted the hose on, she looked
over her shoulder to check the exact straightness of the
black line and the fitting between her legs. Madeline bent
over and also checked the sight, a male observe gets, when
she presented her delicious backside this way. Then she took
a silky, white sleeveless shirt out of her wardrobe. It was
skintight and shiny. Her erect nipples were pinching through
the material and the darkness of them was also clearly
visible. She smiled about the delicious sight of her round,
fleshy, but not too big tits under the shirt. She grabbed
under her arms and again stroked over her nipples. Then she
put on a supertight black skirt that ended mid-thigh. It
wasn't too short, so she wouldn't look cheep. It has the
classy elegance she wanted to present. Completed was her
outfit by black patent-leather high-heels which accentuated
the sexy outfit still more. Madeline got incredible horny
during her dressing ceremony and couldn't await the start of
her evening. She grabbed a short coat and left the room.

***

Meanwhile, fiftyseven year old George Harper was waiting in
Madelines living-room for almost two hours. Though he was a
very aggressive, impatient business-man, he wasn't angry
about her delay. He knew, one wrong word or gesture and the
heavenly creature he adored so much, would kick him out of
her life. He was willing to give her everything he could,
his respectable fortune, his love and, not at least, his
obsequiousness. And he knew also, that this thirtyone year
old, french sex-bomb was shameless taking everything he
offered her.

"Madeline" he greeted her warm and jumped of the armchair as
she entered the living-room.

"Sorry, that you have to wait so long" she spoke with a
non-regrettable tone and letting him kiss her right and her
left cheek. "I tried to be quick, but I couldn't decide,
what I should wear for you. We have to go shopping this
week."

"Sure" he replied, knowing that this would cost him a few
thousand dollars (in spite of the fact that her drawer was
full of new, expensive clothings). Then his eyes wandered
over her exquisite outfit. He tried to imagine how she would
look under that accentuating clothes. Though they had a
'relationship' for over three months, Madeline hadn't
allowed him to see her naked. But with her teasing behaviour
she made his blood boil almost every time they were
together. Like every time, he was in her apartment, he tried
to make advance to her:

"We're still early. What do you think, if we stay here for a
while instead of waiting for our table in a restaurant?"

"It's o.k. for me" she replied cold, "but only if you didn't
try to seduce me in your ... clumsy way." George smiled,
trying to ignore the refusal of his whishes.

"By the way, shouldn't we pick off Marty on our way to the
restaurant?" This evening, George wanted to introduce his
young son to his her. Marty was the son of his second
marriage and his only child. Tonight he wanted to tell him
about his planned marriage with this young woman.

"I told him, we were at his appartment at eight o clock.
Enough time to ... talk a little bit" he tried it again.
"O.K., let's talk" she said in a bored tone and sat down on
the sofa. George took place beneath her and placed his hand
on her left thigh. "I just wanna do something to you to
relax" he whispered in her ear, slowly moved his hand
upwards. Madeline looked at his hand with a threatening
expression in her face. "That doesn't relax me very much"
she snapped. "Then tell me, what should I do?" "If you were
man enough, you will know that without my suggestion."
George slides from the sofa and knelt before her, slowly
rubbing his hands over shin. "That's better" Madeline
whispered sneering and let her high heel dropp from her
right feet. George immediatly started to rub her feet, then
lifted it to his face and pressed his lips on her foot.

"Mmmh, yess, you're doing a good job ... it relaxes me" she
purred while she slipped the other shoe from her feet. Then
she placed her right foot on his leg and shoved him upwards
'til she touched his erect cock under his trousers. George
moaned, and then dared to stop kissing her foot. "Won't you
strip off that pantyhose. I'm sure, you and I will enjoy it
more, if you will allow me to kiss your naked foot."

"We will have enough time for that, when we come home" she
replied and shoved her toes in his mouth. He moaned, as she
simultanously kneeded his cock with her other foot. After a
few seconds of licking her toes he stopped, looking at her
with a special expression on his face. "Actually, I wanted
to do that, after we talked to Marty about our marriage, but
I think, NOW is the better moment..." He saw her questioning
face and then he put a little box off his pocket and handed
it to Madeline.

"Take it as a sign of my love to you" he spoke in a romantic
tone. Madeline opened the box and her eyes became a dreamy
expression. It was a ring and it holded a big brilliant.
After one second of secretly estimating the price of that
ring, Madeline smiled brightly and then slided down on
George's lap.

"Oh, sweetheart, you're so nice. I never got such a
beautiful ring before." Then she kissed him, first at his
cheeks and then on his lips (which she did beforehand only
on rare occasions). Then she recognized his will of
reciprocal return and she knew that she had to keep him in
this good mood. After a long, erotic eye-contact, she bent
forward and shoved her warm, wet tongue in his mouth. George
was never kissed that way from her and was surprised, how
excited she made him with her tongue. She slurped at his
tongue, sucking on his lips and used a lot of saliva as she
felt how turned on he got by that. Simultanously she grinded
her lower body against his throbbing cock and let him feel
how hot she was between her legs. Then she broke the kiss.

"Under this circumstances," she whispered in his ear, "what
do you mean: Should I strip off that pantyhose and let you
lick my toes." She saw the dissapointed expression in
George's face. He expected a lot more than licking her toes.
Especially because he paid eightthousand dollar for this
brilliant. Madeline recognized his expression and quickly
supplemented her offer. "For now, because we haven't much
time. I hope, our visit at the restaurant don't last long,
because I wanted to allow you something very special
tonight..." George waited for a explanation.

"... what do you think if I place the ring in my panties
now. And when we come home, you can fetch it off my panties
and put it one my fingers..." George breathed hard by her
kinky idea. Madeline stood up and shoved her skirt up over
her round hips. His eyes hung on her fingers as she took the
ring, pulled at the waistband of her pantyhose, then her
panties and dropped the ring inside. It now rested between
her thick pussy-hair and her skimpy panties. Then she pushed
her hands inside her panties to place them properly between
he legs.

This moment lasted only a few seconds and then she pulled
her skirt upwards, looking in his amazing eyes.

"Or don't you like the place my new ring has now?" she asked
and caressed his mouth with the hand that was seconds before
in her panties. George gulped hard, resisting the urge to
cancle the restaurant and the meeting with Marty. "Let's go"
Madeline spoke in a cooler voice, "I'm happy to meet your
son."

***

Marty opened the door of his apartment to welcome his father
with his new girlfriend. He almost fell backwards as he saw
her. He knew, that his fathers money made him able to get
beautiful women, but this horny bitch was the best he ever
saw. She was not like the last two girlfriends of is father.
This one was hotter and had the cool, self-confident
appearence he liked so much. He was sure that her face
signaled more than sympathy as she greeted him. The
handshake was longer than neccessary and she looked in his
eyes the whole time, his father introduced each other.

They drove with his fathers limo to the restaurant and Marty
used every chance to lay his eyes on this hot bitch's body.
The way she talked and moved - everything she does, seemed
to make man (or him) weak and willing to touch her. While
they ate, Marty couldn't let his eyes from her. The kind she
was speaking with the waiter, the precious movements and not
at least, the way she wiggled his father around her finger.
More and more he noticed a growing eye-contact and a more
flirtuous tone while she spoke to him. Marty went into this
game, but he also had to remind himself that the person he
talked to, was, maybe, his new mother.

Suddenly he felt something touching his leg under the table.
The contact was smoothly moving over his shin upwards to his
knee. Madeline was talking to the waiter, hearing his
recommandations for the wine. He looked carefully under the
table and saw her nylon-clad feet stroking over his leg. His
cock was immediatly hard, but he also looked over to his
father, looking if he guess what his new wife was doing with
his son. Madeline changed her position in the chair and
after that, Marty felt her feet above his legs, slowly
stroking upwards. She smiled at him broadly and then started
a conversation about his future-plans. Marty wasn't able to
answer properly and was glad, his father made the
conversation instead of him.That gave him the opportunity to
touch her feet with his hand and pull them closer to his
crotch. He also changed his position and now her feet
touched his erect cock. He felt the contact like a bolt of
Lightning. Madeline just smiled about his reaction and
increased the pressure of her feet. The moment, his father
made his way to the restroom, Marty's blood startet to boil.
He was fighting with his consience to go in this advances,
Madeline made to him but she let him no decision.

"There seemed to be some essential differences between you
and your father" she whispered to him, mentioned his big,
erect cock she felt under his trousers. "It seems, that
you'll explore these differences" he answered and felt a
growing horniness. "With pleasure, if you let me" she cooed
and licked seductivly over her red lips. "If I let you?
You're kidding. Name me time and location and I'll be there
instantly." "You seemed to be smart and quick. I hope,
you're strong, too." "I'm strong in every way" he answered
with a quivering voice and pressed her feet firmly against
his cock. "And I hope, you are able to handle my strength."
"Be sure, I am" she answered provocativly. "To be exactly,
right now I'm so horny and wet, I'd fuck your brains out
under the table." This moment, George returned back to the
table.

"Let's see, if we find the right occasion. And should I name
you 'Mum'?" he answered loudly. Everyone laught, but just
poor George was laughing about the 'Mum'-joke from his son.
After their meal, George forced them to end that
family-meeting, because he wanted to be alone with Madeline.
They went to the car and made their way back to Marty's
appartment. "Do you want to see my apartment" Marty asked on
the way. George replied that they would be glad to do it
next week, but Madeline had the opposite opinion. "Oh c'mon
honey, just a few minutes" she pleaded George, "and then we
drive to my apartment and have a really nice evening." She
whispered the second part of her statement in his ear and
licked over his earlobe with the result that George gave in.

In Marty's apartment he showed them the kitchen and the
living room, when suddenly George's cell-phone rang. George
rolled his eyes, bcause he saw the number of his office.
Then he took the call but wasn't barely able to hear his
employee. To receive him better, he went to the window,
opened it and gave instructions to his him. Madeline only
waited a few seconds, then signaled George, that she wanted
to continue the viewing with Marty. Marty understood
promptly and made his way with Madeline along the corridor
to the bedroom. While the walked side by side, Madeline
spoke, without looking in his direction: "Now you can prove,
if you're as quick and strong as you told." Marty grabbed
her arm and turned her around. Then he pressed his mouth in
hers and kissed her passionately. He welcomed her warm
tongue which was darting in his mouth and then he felt her
body grinding against his.

"No time for romanticism, you have to fuck me now" she
hissed and lead him in the next room. Marty stood behind her
and gripped her tits, kneading the naked flesh under the
thin material of her shirt. But Madeline pushed him away and
leaned against the wall. She pressed her hands sideways on
her hips and then pulled the tight skirt upwards. Marty saw,
with his mouth opened, more and more of her long legs 'til
she exposed her ass under the black pantyhose. Madelines
hands now pulled her pantyhose and panty down to her ankles
and presented him her perfect, rounded ass. Meanwhile, Marty
had opened his trousers and went one step towards her. His
cock twitched by the arousing sight of her round ass cheeks
and her hairy pussy from behind. "C'mon, stick your fat cock
in my tiny pussy" she sighed, "fuck your 'new Mom', hard
please." Marty needed no further encouragement. He placed
the tip of his hard cock against her hot, wet pussy-lips and
then pushed it in with a hard move. Madeline moaned out loud
and came immediatly as she felt Marty's big cock. Then she
pushed her ass against him to get fucked at a fast rhythm
and Marty did as she requested. They still heard George
talking on the phone, but they knew also, that the call
could be over every second. They were aware of the danger of
being discovered, but Marty anyway wasn't able to hold his
orgasm back for longer.

"Yessss, shoot your spunk in me" she moaned, "fill me up
with your sperm..." "Oh godddd" Marty sighed as he felt his
balls twitching and the first load of sperm spraying off his
cock in her tight channel. Right in that moment, George
ended his call and they heard him close the window.

Marty added another four of five shoots of his jism and
flooded her cunt thouroughly. Then Madeline quickly pushed
him away and pulled her pantyhose and panties up and payed
attention, that the expensive ring, George gave her hours
before, kept his old place between her legs. She turned
around and saw Marty stuffing his still erect cock in his
trousers. Right in the moment, George entered the bedroom,
Madeline had pulled down the tight skirt. Both faces were
glowing from the strain of their quicky and they breathed
hard. George looked at them with a little astonishment, but
before he could ask awkward questions, Madeline took the
initiative. "A nice apartment Marty, really, but now we have
to go. I have to talk with your Daddy over some details
about our marriage." She went to George, kissed him on the
cheek and then pressed her body against his in a very
seductive way.

George smiled broadly and was sure, his son envied him,
because HE was on the way to be alone with this georgous,
sexy woman. As they were in the limousine on their way to
her apartment, George couldn't let his fingers from her.
"Keep cool, big boy, our evening is very long", she cooed,
but stroked slightly over the big bulge in his trousers. She
wanted to make him crazy for lust and whispered dirty things
in his ear.

"A very long evening, where you will get, what you deserve.
Your little Madeline is very hot now and needed very much
attention from you. Huuh, if you could imagine how it feels
in my panties right now - and not just about the pretty ring
in it ..." George breathed hard by this word and carefully
stroked her tits through the thin fabric. He had to slow
down himself, because he wasn't able to be 'strong' for a
long time with his present state of arousal.

They were on the stairs to her apartment and Madeline was
swinging her hips on every step. George's mouth was watering
by seeing her long legs and her sexy ass under the tight
skirt. George couldn't resist to stretch out his hand and
feeling her inner thighs while they walked. Madeline stopped
and moaned provocativly and obvisiously enjoyed the touch of
his hand. "Uuuh George, you naughty boy! Couldn't you wait
'til we're inside?" George was happy that she acted so
sexual accessible, in a way, she hadn't done before. "Hmm,
sweetheart, I just wanted to check, if the ring is still at
his place." "Why shouldn't it? Do you think, Marty could
take it away?" she hinted George gulped hard by her
'sarcastic' comment. Then they were in the corridor and
George wanted to embrace and kiss her, but Madeline lead him
in the living room and pushed him on the sofa. "And what do
you have in mind, we're doing now?" she tempted him. "Oh,
that's easy" he answered with a shuddeing voice. "I want to
put the ring on your finger, but therefore, you promised, I
had something to do..." he answered with a horny grin.
Madeline got a strange expression on her face. "Hmmh, I'm
not sure if I couldn't let you do that ... no, no I can't"
she answered and obsered George's face. He looked
dissapointed, not understanding her manner. "But ... why
can't you?" he asked unsure.

Madeline smiled warmly at him. "Sorry, but it's impossible,
I simply feel too ... squishy between my leg's. My pussy is
sooo smelly and my panties are soiled. I can't allow you to
touch me on that way ..." She whispered these words with a
very seductive voice and George understood, that her 'I
can't let you' was just a game. "Oh, that doesn't matter" he
replied with relief in his voice. "You're sure?" she still
acted the ashamed woman, but now stepped closer to him. He
was sitting on the sofa and eye-level with her hips. He
looked upwards in her face, which expressed pure frivolity.
He stretched out his hands and touched her leg close on top
of her knees. He raised his hand upwards 'til her tight
skirt stopped his move. He wasn't able to touch her pussy
and he looked at her, silently pleading. "Now, if you're
sure ..." she sighed and slowly peeled her skirt up. He
looked fascinated as more and more of her sexy legs were
visible and then he saw her pussy the first time, just clad
with nylon and  panties. He inhaled deeply as he saw her
black pussy hair peeking off the sides of her skimpy panty.

"Do you like what you see" she asked and stepped closer to
him. George only gulped, letting his hands wander over her
pussy. "Uuuh, Georgy, you make me so ... wicked, when you
touch me that way. Do you feel, how wet I am? Do you feel it
through my pantyhose" she cooed and moved her hips in
circular motions. With shaky hands he pulled at the
waistband of her pantyhose and tried to pull it down. "Oh,
let me help you with that" she stopped him, "but would you
be so gentle and place your mouth on my pussy - through the
hose. Tell me, how much you like my fragrance." Happily
George bent forwards and pressed his face against her pussy.
Madeline heard him inhale deeply. "Oh Madeline, your
fragrance is heavenly, I can't get enough from you." "You
really like it, don't you? You like the fragrance of a
woman, who is hot, very hot and wet, yes?"

Instead of an answer, George inhaled again and then licked
over her pantyhose, right between her legs. Then Madeline
gripped the waistband of her pantyhose and slowly pulled it
down. George was fascinated by the kind she moved. It looked
so ... experienced, like she had did it thousand times
before and improved her movements to arouse men. With her
pantyhose around her ankles, she spread her legs as far as
the waistband allowed, giving George a still better view on
her pussy. Though he liked completly shaved pussies by his
former women, George was fascinated by the tick, black bush
of her pussy and that it couldn't be covered by the
g-string. Then he discovered the wet spot between her legs
and saw, how the see-through material clinged at her pussy.
"Is everythig o.k.?" she asked, smiling about his
fascination. Then she took his hand and pressed it right on
the wet spot between her legs. "Do you feel the ring? Though
my nice, thick pussy-hair?" she hissed and enjoyed, when
George made the moves by himself. Her freshly-fucked pussy
was still aroused and she felt a small orgasm hit her body.

"Madeline" he moaned, barely unable to control his voice.
"That fells so ... incredible ... so arousing ... I never
had a more exciting moment in my life..." "... and that's
not the end" she answered and slowly pulled his head close
to her pussy. "Yes, lover, lick me through my soaked
panties, let me feel your tongue" she demanded. George
sticked his tongue out and pressed it against her panties
(which were drenched with her pussy-juice and his son's
semen). Another small orgasm hit her body and she thought
about accelerating her game, because she needed to be
fucked. "Won't you pull my panties aside and eat me out
properly?" she moaned. "I'm sure, you're glad to drink my
juices" she added, thinking that he would also drink Marty's
spunk. Instantly she felt his hand pulling her panties
aside. A stream of combined juices flew of her pussy and
were running down her legs. Her hair was matted against her
swollen pussy-lips and the new brilliant-ring sticked at
them.

"Oh Madeline, you're really aroused" he spoke out as he saw
her juices flowing. He felt flattered, because he was sure
that it was from his male aura. He took the ring away and
then licked with his wide-spread tongue over her lips. He
was surprised, how loud she moaned and how quick she got her
orgasm but then he continued to lick of all the juices
between her lips. As he felt, that her silent orgasm didn't
stop, he continued licking her juices of her pussy hair. His
tongue combed through the thick bush and he couldn't get
enough from her delicious nectar. Slowly Madelines orgasm
ended and George was happy to satisfy this adorable woman so
much. She still stood before him and he thought about
fucking her instantly, but he wasn't sure, if she would like
that in her present state. Madeline stepped away and then
bent her upper body over the backrest of the sofa. "Uuuh,
George, you really made me tired" she sighed, but
simultanously presenting him a wicked sight, standing with
her precious ass sticked out, her skirt around her hips, her
pantyhose around her ancles and her panties pulled to the
side. George interpreted her posture as an introduction. He
stood up with the joyfull anticipation of fucking that
hot-blooded woman for the first time. Madeline saw him
standing up and open his trousers. His erect cock sprang
free and she saw the precum at his tip. Without words, he
stepped behind her and he came very close to her pussy.

But suddenly, Madeline turned her head and stopped him. "Oh
sorry, George" she sighed, "but you can't put your cock in
my sweet pussy now. You made me almost sore with your expert
tongue-licking. Please, give me a short rest." George was
dissapointed. He again had the feeling, that Madeline wanted
to tease him to the max. But then she added: "Why don't you
continue your licking? This time, it would be very nice, if
you would push your tongue between my ass-cheeks" she
purred. George hesitated. He didn't want to be her
sex-slave, but he also lusted for her delicious ass and also
wanted to satisfy her in every way. Then his hands wandered
downwards to her ass. "Uhhh yessss" she purred, "kneel down
behind me, yessss" she commanded. George did so. "Mmmh,
yeah, and now spread my ass-cheeks with your strong hands"
she pleaded and sticked her ass in his direction. Again
George followed her instruction. Then he bent forwards and
buried his face between her firm, round ass-cheeks.

"Uuhhh, that feels so gooooodd, c'monnn, lick my asshole,
lick me really good" she commented without pausing and again
felt the shiver of an orgasm running through her body. After
a few minutes of his eager licking, she lay completly
satisfied and tired on the back of the sofa, just slowly
rotating with her hips and enjoying George's continued
licking. He felt very aroused and fought back the need to
rape her, to ram his steel-hard cock in her tight pussy
while she rested in her nasty position in front of him.
Instead, he stood up, pressed his lower body against her ass
and smoothly indicated his whishes. Madeline just purred,
then stood up and went slowly to the kitchen. George looked
after her and his cock again twitched by the sight she gave
with her long legs in high-heels, walking with her skirt
wrapped around her hips. Still in this state she came back
with a bottle of champaign and two glasses. Meanwhile George
sat on the sofa and looked at her exposed hairy-triangle
while she poured champaign in their glasses. She gave him
one glass and then, instead of drinking, she let the
expensive drink spill over her chin. The champanin was
running over her upper body and then gathered in her pussy
and dribbled down between her legs. George again got aroused
by that sight and without Madeline's invitation, he bent
forwards and pressed his face on her thick bush. She sighed
as she felt him eagerly sucking the expensive champaign off
her pussy-hair. She offered him her soaked cunt by pressing
her hips in his face. Then she pulled at his arm so he was
standing in front of her. George interpreted this gesture as
a sign, that she now wanted his cock. Madeline wiggled her
left leg around his hip and grinded her pussy against his
cock. She shoved her hand between their bodies, grabbed his
throbbing cock and started t o wank him with a hard grip.
"Do you want to put that thing in my champaign-flooded
pussy?" she whispered and gripped his cock harder. "Do you
want your big cock coated with french champaign and a lot of
french pussy-juice? Tell me" she demanded and rubbed the tip
of his cock over her swollen lips. "Yes Madeline, pull me
inside your sweet pussy" he pleaded and grounded his hips
against hers. "Do you promise, not to shoot too fast?" she
again asked and pulled his cock nearer, so he could feel the
heat between her legs. He nodded again.

"But first, tell me, how delicious it feels down there ...
how much you enjoy, touching my wet and very excited pussy
... c'mon, press your hand between my legs" she moaned.
Dissapointed that she held him still out, but also excited
to touch her pussy, he stretched his hand downwards and
placed his hand on her dripping lips. Madeline panted and
then pushed her tongue between his lips. "You have to wait
just a few seconds" she moaned in his mouth, "because this
champaign always made me ... want to pee ..." And then she
pushed her hips against him. A few seconds later, George
felt a warm stream of piss oozing off her aroused pussy. She
looked him deep in the eyes, enjoying his expression with
was a mixture of surprise and excitment. He kept his hand
between her legs, ignoring that her warm fluid was ruining
his suit. He saw that she got her next orgasm and he knew
that it was just because she had done this kinky thing to
him. He felt her warm pee continuesly running over his hand
and down his leg and felt both, excited and humilated. But
now he couldn't hold on any longer. George pushed her hand
away and then rammed his cock in her still dripping pussy.
Madeline howled out and then demanded with a harsh voice
that he should fuck her hard. Almost at the edge of his
orgasm, he rammed his cock inside her wet channel and with
his hands he gripped her round firm ass-cheeks. His cock
felt so squeezed in her hot wetness, he couldn't delay his
orgasm and seconds later her erupted in her warm pussy.

"George, you beast" she hissed at him while his last spasms
subsided. She milked his cum-oozing cock with her strong
inner muscles and smiled at him appreciating. By this
experience he was sure that this 'brutal' way was the key to
impress her, but only seconds later the cold expression in
her face told him he was wrong. "What do you think you are?"
she scolded him and pushed his body away. He had lost his
sexual energy and with that his aggressivness. He almost
felt scared of her santions. "I'm not one of the cheap
bitches you use, when you want to dump your load. Never, and
listen very carefully, never put your stupid cock in my
delicious pussy without my permission" she threatened him
with a angry voice. Then she went with quick steps to the
bathroom and locked the door.

George felt bad. How could he do this to the woman he adored
so much. This precious woman, who had given him so many
delightful moments without that pure sex. Moments of
concealed enjoyment - and he had destroyed that wonderful
relationship. Thirty minutes later, George still sat on the
sofa, thinking about what he had done, the door opened and
Madeline entered the room. Completly ignoring him, she
grabbed her cell-phone and dialed. "Hi Marty, here's
Madeline. Listen, your father and I have told you about our
planned marriage. George's still sitting here but he's going
to leave me now. Would you be so nice and come over - I've
to talk to you. ... Yes, oh nice. See you ... bye." George
looked surprised and shocked at Madeline. He wondered, what
she has to talk with his son, the man, she was introduced to
just a few hours before. Right in the moment he wanted to
ask her, she stopped him. "You wanted to go now, wanted
you?" she snapped and pointed to the door. He went to the
door, unopposedly. He wanted to apologize, before he went
off her apartment, but she turned away from him and made her
way to her bedroom. Couriously he looked after her and saw,
how she had stripped her dressing-gown. Slightly shocked, he
recognized that she had shaved her thick pussy-hair. He saw,
that it was now a smaller area of her black pussy-hair,
maybe one inch in width and also trimmed in length.

Madeline looked at him, waiting for him to leave her
apartment. She just smiled as he opened the door. Of the
corner of his eyes he saw her hand wandering between her
smooth legs. Outside her apartment his heart beated. What
was she going to do with Marty? Was she going to hurt him?
No, that was impossible. She only knew him for a short time
and he thought back how much time he needed to just kiss her
or to stroke her the first time. He was sure, that she just
wanted to talk to the young man, maybe to learn something
about his father. He couldn't left the building now. George
was looking down the hall and saw the window which lead to
the emergency exit. He opened the window and stepped
outside. Then he went outside back to her apartment. The
courtains were open and he had a view at her living-room and
her kitchen. More, he was sure, he didn't need to observe
them.

***

George saw Madeline walking through her apartment, just
clothed in a breathtaking, skintight bodysuit. It was black,
see-through, almost nylon material and he also saw, that she
didn't wore anything under it. Her ample breast with their
erect nipples were also seen as her freshly trimmed
pubic-hair and he wondered, how long she would wait, 'til
she dressed in more decent clothes. 

Time goes by and he only saw her adding her high-heels to
that shiny cat-suit, so she looked still more revealling to
him (and would also to his son). She freshened her make-up
in the big mirror in the living-room and then, the door-bell
rings. To George's dismay, Madeline kept her naughty
clothing without additional coverage. No, she just checked
her super-sexy appearance finally in the mirror, tweaked her
nipples through the fabric and then went to the the door.
Marty entered her apartment, obvisiously pleased by the
sight, this georgous women offered him. George expected a
gentle hello, but instead, Marty hugged her and they started
a very passionate kiss. Madeline's tongue shot into Marty's
mouth and he licked it with an obscene gesture.
Simultanously his right hand wandered between her legs where
was very welcomed by her, because she lewdly spread her
thighs. She moaned passionatly in his mouth and enjoyed
Marty's impatient attack.

George wanted to die instantly. The love of his life, the
woman, he adored so much, was having sex with is son, a man,
she only knew for a few hours. But though this dissapointed
feeling, he also felt something arousing, as he saw that
young couple. He pressed his ear against the window, eager
to hear listen, but except a excited giggle from her, he
wasn't able to hear something. Instead, he saw Marty
kneeling down in front of her and eating her pussy through
her thin suit. She spread her legs even wider to give him
better access to her, George was sure, dripping wet pussy.
Marty licked over the material and drenched it with his
saliva, though it was wet from inside from her pussy. He
stopped licking and said something to her. George was sure
it was about her 'new hairstyle' and then she turned around,
so he could lick her voluptous ass. Madeline knelt down on
the carped and presented him her ass in a very wicked way.
She rolled her eyes as she felt his hungry mouth on her ass
and between her legs. Then she turned around and opened his
trousers with heated movements. She ripped his boxer-shorts
open and pulled his big cock out, just to suck it in her
hungry mouth with one move. She slurped his cock in a very
obscene way and kneaded his balls. George wondered how his
son could stand this exciting attack without shooting his
load too fast (what he didn't know was, that Marty unloaded
his balls in her pussy just a few hours before). Then she
opened the upper three buttons of her suit and placed his
fat cock between her round tits. He fucked her tits with
hard thrusts and they both moaned by the excitment of their
wicked game.

After that, Marty pulled Madeline up and made her bent over
the sofa. He found the lower end of the zipper between her
legs, opened it and exposed her swollen, dripping
pussy-lips. He skipped the urge to lick her pussy again and
shoved his big cock in her tight pussy with one, hard
thrust. Madeline moaned out loud as she felt Marty's hard,
pumping rhythm. She answered his movement by rotating her
hips and kneading his balls between her legs. While they
fucked like rabbits, George saw, how she grabbed the
cell-phone from the sofa. A moment later, his own phone was
ringing and he saw simutanously, how she signed Marty to act
quietly.

He answered the phone and heard her, surprisingly, quiet
voice, while he saw her also speak in the phone. "Hi
darling, it's me, Madeline. I just wanna told you, that I
feel sorry about our little ... encounter." George couldn't
believe it. Madeline pleaded him to forgive her while she
had the cock of his own son in her pussy. But what he saw
through the window excited him too much. Marty fucked her
with slow, steady motions and her tits were swinging to
their rhythm. She continued speaking in her sweetest voice
to George, while she kept a horny eye-contact with Marty.
George was thinking about forgiving her while he saw Marty,
pulling his glistening cock off her wet entrance.

"George, please, come over to my apartment again. I love you
and I want everything o.k. between us" she again pleaded
him. While she spoke, she turned around and knelt on the
carpet. Marty stood before her and she wanked his big cock,
aiming the tip in her face. "Tell me, do you come over now?"
she asked again and now was licking over the tip of Marty's
cock while her hand rubbed him with very quick motions.
"Yes, I'll come to you, but I need ... a while" he answered
with a quivering voice. Right in that moment, Marty's cock
erupted and he sprayed a big load of jism in her face. The
thick white sperm was on her eyelids, her nose, her cheeks,
in her open mouth and was running down her chin. Madeline
first licked the hot cum from her lips and then cleaned
Marty's cock with her mouth. "When do you come exactly" she
asked as she finished cleaning the mess off his cock. She
rubbed his sperm in her face and then wiped her hands clean
on her tits. Again she shoved his still erect cock in her
mouth.

George wasn't able to answer her. This sight was too
arousing and he resisted the urge to intrude in her
apartment. In his mind, he was fucking her wildly, punishing
her for cheating at him with his own son, but then he knew,
he wasn't strong enough. "I'll be in your apartment in
approximatly one hour" he answered with a dry voice and hung
up. He saw them both loughing about their kinky game but
they seemed also horny enough for a second round. Marty laid
down on his back, looking up at Madeline and seeing her
pumping his cock with one hand while she licked the tip.
Then she knelt over him, held her suit open and sat down on
his upright cock. Slowly she sank down, impaling her body on
his hard rod. Marty was able to push his hands in her suit
and kneeded her firm ass-cheeks. She rode along his cock,
shoving it in her tight channel 'til the end end then let it
slip almost outside her stretched hole. She had an absent
look in her face in spite of her arousal. She always enjoyed
being on top and determine the rhythm. Then she took his
hands and placed them on her tits, signaling him that he
should kneed her sensitive nipples.

She felt Marty's second orgasm coming and pressed him with
his inner muscles so she also increased the stimulation for
her highly aroused cunt. Then Marty's whole body twitched
and he shoot another big load, this time filling her tight,
wet cunt. Madeline rested her body on his for a few minutes
and then slowly went off his body. She immediatly closed the
zipper between her legs to keep their combined juices in and
around her drenched pussy. Then she whispered something to
him, licked her juices once more off his cock. Minutes later
she led him to the door of her apartment and kissed him
goodbye.

After his son was gone, George observed her further. He
expected she would take a shower after the wet sex she had,
but Madeline just sat down on the sofa, reading in a
magazine. With shaky legs he again rang on her door, unsure
what he should do with this cheating bitch. Madeline greeted
him with her sweetest smile, hugged him and pressed  her
body against his in a seductive way. George registered the
smell of hot, steamy sex on her body. The fragrance of her
pussy-juice as well as his son's sperm filled his nostrils.
"I just wanted to tell you, how sorry I am. I've made you
angry and dissapointed with my ... very brusque and egoistic
manner" she apologized and led him to the sofa. She sat on
his lap and pressed her tits against his upper body. George
registered the cum-stains on her tits through the
transparent fabric and it made him incredible horny. "How
could I make everything good between us?" she asked in her
girlies-voice as she saw his gready glances. "Should I let
you lick my nice tits, yes? she asked breathless and opened
the zipper. Then she grabbed her right tit and offered it to
him with a very obscene gesture. "C'mon sweetheart, lick my
sweet tits" she sight and pressed them in his face. George
couldn't resist. He pressed his mouth on the soft flesh of
her tits and licked the dried sperm of it. Madeline reacted
immediatly with loud moaning. She enjoyed his eager tongue
which cleaned the remnants of her lovemaking with Marty.

***

What George didn't know was the fact that she knew about his
spying form outside. She had heard him in front of the
window and made this sex-show with Marty only to test him.
Now she enjoyed his fetish of licking his son's sperm of her
body and she was sure, she wanted to live her and his kinky
fantasies for a while.

***

"Uhh Georgy, you make me feel very nasty if you lick my tits
with your expert tongue" she purred. "If I imagine the other
places your tongue should explore on my body, I feel still
hornier." With that words she took his hand and placed it
between her legs, directly above the completly
sperm-drenched fabric. "Do you feel how wet I am? How
aroused my sweet, innocent pussy is?" she hissed with
breathless voice. "Do you want to open that zipper a little
bit, so you can push your tongue in my juicy cunt?" George
pushed her off his body so she lay with spread legs on the
sofa. He knelt before her, fully aroused by the naughty
sight she gave him. Pussy juice and white semen were oozing
of the small whole in the suit as he opened the zipper just
one inch. Then he opened it more and exposed her swollen,
well-fucked pussy and he inhaled deeply the nasty smell of
hard sex.

"Yeah, bent over and lick my juices of" she purred and
lifted her hips in his direction. "Don't let my delicious
juices spill on the sofa." George dived with his head
between her legs and slurped her pussy noisily. Madeline
squirmed with delight and reached orgasm after orgasm. She
was sure, her new husband will fulfill all her whishes and
she would get her pussy licked thoroughly everytime she
cheated on him.

