The Friday before Easter, I came home from work as Delia was saying goodbye to Matt. I asked Matt why he wasn’t staying for the weekend and he said he was spending Easter weekend with his girlfriend and hopefully soon to be fiance. I wished him luck and looked at Delia.
She returned my look and we exchanged knowing glances. We were definitely gonna be fucking a lot that weekend. I told Delia I’ll see her later and wished Matt good luck and a safe trip.
About 10 minutes later I get a text from Delia asking if she should come over. I said “of course” and she replied that she’ll be right over.
2 minutes later, there was a knock on the door and when I opened it, Delia was standing there with a very tight tank top and the smallest pair of panties I have ever seen. My jaw dropped.
We kissed and then she pushed me on to the couch, pulled my pants off and took my dick in her mouth. I got hard really quick. Looking at her and seeing what she was wearing made me crazy horny. I wanted to be deep inside her pussy.
As if she read my mind, she looked up at me, stood up and started to take her panties off. I told her to leave them on since she looked so hot in them. She brushed what little material she had on her panties to the side and lowered herself on my dick.
I started to bite and lick her nipples through her shirt as she rode me. I slipped a finger in her ass as she took out her breast from top of her shirt. She fucked me for about two minutes and I came deep inside her.
We kissed and I remained inside her. She was gently rocking and She took my dick out of her and I felt her rub it on her clit. Then she started moving faster. Her tongue was dancing inside my mouth. Not long after she moaned, she shivered and twitched. She stood up and laid on the couch, resting her head on my lap. From there she started tonging my dick, tasting out combined juices.
We sat there for about 20 minutes as I told her about my day.
In another life, Delia was a hair stylist, a real good one. When she met Matt’s dad, he gave her a job at his office and put her through school to become an accountant, which she still is to this day.
Once in a while she will cut some friends and family’s hair, but only when the mood strikes her.
She asked me what I was doing on Easter weekend and I told her that on Saturday, I was just going to do chores and get my hair cut. Then Sunday, I was spending it at my parents’ house.
She perked up when I told her I was getting a haircut and she offered to cut my hair. I agreed. She got up and went back to her apartment, still pretty much just in her teeny panties and tight shirt to get her stuff.
To be continued…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/12yq8k3/mf_last_weekend_with_delia