1. Mavis


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Mature, Author: Djinnrummy, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    she saw what was in my Y-fronts before turning away and leaving. I started work again after lunch, but by three o' clock, I was only half way through the stuff that had to be removed. She was insistent that I stopped, so I did. At the top of the cellar steps Mavis told me that she'd run me a hot bath because I was sweaty and filthy and she wasn't letting me go home in that state. I was happy with that arrangement. I didn't fail to notice that the reason the bathroom door wouldn't close fully was that there was a very small wedge on the floor in the hinge side, and so I wasn't surprised when she knocked on the door to tell me that she had a bath towel for me. Mavis walked into the bathroom about five seconds after telling me this, and as the scenario had, for me, become sexually exciting, I was not exactly in a fit state to receive unexpected female visitors. Her eyes focused directly at the sight she was interested in and I was aroused a little more when I saw them widen. She tried to regain some composure by holding the towel up as I stood up to get out of the bath. I thanked her for the towel and accidentally fumbled and dropped it as I took it from her. There was a moment when I thought I'd overdone things, but fortune favours the brave. Mavis looked at my erection and whispered, "Oh you bastard," and reached out to grasp it. She knelt, she masturbated me, and as I started to cum, she encircled my testicle sac and pulled it gently downwards as she tightened her grip on ...
    my cock. That afternoon, Mavis taught me a great many things I didn't know. When we came downstairs, it was seven-thirty. Mavis asked if I would be able to come round again next weekend and help her. I asked her she'd need help tomorrow and she smilingly said that I'd be most welcome. I did as promised and came the next day, three times. When I came for the second time I was sitting on what could only be described as a bar stool with a backrest, Mavis had a frilly white blouse on, it was the only thing she had on and it was open. To my mind, it was very erotic. Mavis has large breasts; she's been a long distance swimmer for most of her life. The result of that activity meant that the muscle tone of her breasts was such that they did not sag. When unfettered by a bra, her breasts swayed and jiggled when she walked, and when they were naked, just watching them gave me an erection. When those gorgeous globes were covered by just a hint of material, I turned into a rampant stallion. That had happened about thirty minutes ago. Now she was sitting astride my lap, impaled on my cock, and because she is only five feet seven inches tall, her feet can't reach the ground. I could reach her breasts, I could reach her clitoris, and if I stretched a little, I could reach her anus. I know all this because I'd just been successful in my search for such knowledge. My feet could reach the floor, I proved that every few minutes by standing up, and as she clasped her hands behind my neck, I held ...
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