My Delicious Landlady - S01 E08 (Story Episode)

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My Delicious Landlady - S01 E08 (Story Episode)

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 8

I pushed madam Janet face down on the bed and knelt over her trying to decide where to start from. She was dripping wet and oozing pure lust from every pore on her body. Her huge ikebe was all marbled and inviting. I slid my right hand into the crack between the cheeks and started stroking the skin tantalizingly. As she began to breathe faster, I worked my fingers towards her Kitty-Cat and started rimming it with firm rhythmic strokes. She spread her luscious thighs wider and raised her buttocks higher as I worked my fingers deeper into her drenched Well. Meanwhile my left hand continued to squeeze her left bosom and tease the hard swollen Tip. My joystick was now like a log of wood. Totally engorged and erect and nodding madly to the rhythm of my pounding heart. It was thickly ridged with swollen veins and as hard as mahogany. I raised madam janet to her knees and hands then grabbed each buttock firmly in each hand, spreading them wide open to make way for my rampaging schlong. I t----t deep into her fever hot Kitty-Cat and heard her release a startled gasp of pleasure. I bleeped her deep and HARD, canine style with all reckless abandonment, slamming away violently. She just kept rocking back and forth, keeping time with my thrusts as her moans kept increasing crescendo. After about 5 minutes of canine, I rolled her on her back and entered her again from in front. This time I just maintained and proceeded to romance her very well. I started with a long slow limpid juicy French kiss that almost drove her crazy. Being enfolded in the warm m----s of her abundant body was like being in sex-heaven. I could feel the raw lusty energy surging through my body and I knew I would Bleep this woman until exhaustion took me. I licked her ear lobes and probed her ears with my tongue, hearing her moan uncontrollably. My lips trailed down her neck and up one giant bosom to latch onto the large erect Tip. I started to t----t in and out of her Well with long slow strokes of my 8 inch rod slowly at first then gathering momentum as we bleeped. She came again and again muffling her garbled lust drenched screams against the pillow.

That was one night to remember. We woke up several times during the night to Bleep and suck each other to c----x then nap for a few hours then Bleep again and again. At some point we ended up on the rug, with her Well right over my face and my tongue sucking on her swollen c--t as she s----d my d--k. We fell asleep there when we were done. I woke up to hear her peeing in the bathroom so I went right in after her, pushed her over the toilet seat and bleeped her until she came. On one occasion I woke up to find her on top of me riding my d--k wildly like a maniac. Na that night I sabi say true true, joystick get him own mind. The following morning we were so exhausted that we didn’t wake up until almost 11am. My joystick felt as if a panel beater had worked on it. We managed to shower together, sandwiching-in one round of sex in the shower, then we got dressed and checked out. She dropped me off at the junction because I had some things to do in town before heading home. She also didn’t want us to be seen together coming home after leaving together the previous day.

As I went through my duties for the day, I could not help thinking “what next?” for how long was this going to continue?, Or was it over? Maybe she just needed to scratch a really sweet itch and having done that had moved on. Afterall she was still my land lady and could kick me out if our affair became an uncomfortable memory. I just had to wait and see where it would all go. I got home very late that evening and noticed she was already in but I did my best to not attract any attention to myself. I quietly retired into my apartment, had dinner and slept off. The next day I didn’t see her all day and was a little worried. I noticed her jeep was still parked so I felt she was in. I sincerely hoped she wasn’t avoiding me. After 2 days of anxiety I finally decided to force a confrontation just so I could sample her mood and assure myself that all was well. I went to her apartment and knocked on the door. There was no response. The house was quiet and I couldn’t hear any sounds from inside. As I was leaving, wondering whether to take a risk and call her, I almost ran into her housegirl who was returning from the market.