Mrs Williams - Sex Stories

Mrs Williams

... firm tummy and waist band of trousers, over the laced thong front and to my snatch where I found an ocean of my musky smelling, sweet pussy juice . It squelched as I pushed two fingers against the opening of my pussy and almost came when I parted the randy swollen labia to get a cool air stroke between them and cool the whole of my pussy and throbbing clit. I had to qualm my urge for pleasure as my next class would be arriving soon and I needed to call Rosa's mother to inform her she will be staying after school Wednesday to catch up on work till a unknown time. The rest of the day went agonisingly slow as I day dreamed of what would happen Wednesday and the growing ache for pleasure between my legs. By time I dismissed the last class I was almost ready to let Brooke have his way and take me on the desk because I was ready and needed something, anything inside me in any which way. I quickly and shakily picked up my mobile and frantically went through my contacts and found a familiar but long since used name and number. Jenny. I quickly sent her a text praying for a quick answer Heya, long time, fancy coming round in 15? I was frantically rubbing my thighs together and no sooner as I put my phone down I got a little buzz indicating there was a reply and yet again I was praying it was from Jen. Will be there ;) I almost melted on the spot and drove like a manic through the lanes to get home. When my car pulled up the drive I was greeted by a sight to behold, Jen was standing at ...

... my front door, lent back against it with her arms up, hands padding the door out for the back of her blond head. Her chest pushed out against a tight white school shirt and her pleated skirt waving up in the wind showing off her sun kissed bare legs. My sixteen year old niece in all her glory gave me a wink while I gawked in the car. The next minute was a blurr. Before I knew it we where both stood just inside the front door kicking off shoes as myself and Jen locked lips and tongues danced. I we stumbled over to the sofa with our mouths never coming apart. We both flopped over the arm of the dark leather sofa with me landing on top and propped up on my elbows. We stopped kissing briefly and looked each other in the eyes. 'Aunt Sam, what’s gotten you so flustered?' Jen gave me another playful wink as her fingers began to rub my soaking wet pussy through my trousers. My eyes rolled back as I arched to press my crotch against her hand, I bit my bottom lip and moaned as I felt her fingers rub me in a circular motion. 'I think I should take care of my aunty.' Jen said in a husky sex voice. I was reduced to desperation and sexual frustration and could only nod. Before to long I was slouched on the sofa with my feet on the floor spread out towards the TV, with nothing on my bottom half. As soon as the cold air hit up between my legs I was soon aware of how wet I was as all the moisture dropped in temperature. I closed my eyes and moaned lightly as I felt Jen's fingers gently trace ...