I [M] fucked my [F] land lady and finished inside

People are saying the last story I posted was a tragedy. And it certainly felt that way for me. So, I decided to try and balance it out with one fun non-shitty ending story.

I moved into a house with four other roommates for my next internship, except this time it was in the winter. Just to explain a little, yeah, again something happens during an internship. Unfortunately, I never really had any sexual fun (except for with my ex) while I was actually at my uni because my program was brutal. I only went out like four times a semester. Depressing, I know.

That’s why internships were great. Fucking loved them.

After coming back from work I see my two of my roommates sitting in the kitchen. The land lady, let’s call her Sarah, who lives with us is 40 something years old, and her friend is around the same age. Her face was cute, and she aged *very* well. Much better than most, and she was definitely fit and liked to show it off a little by always wearing something tight or showing off her legs in jean shorts… and it’s fucking snowing outside. She had olive skin, light brown hair, and a great smile. The guy, Daniel, kind of looks like her. He had a rock climber look to him, very lean but he had somewhat crazy eyes.

“Hey” I say nervously and walked in.

“Come, take a seat! It’s cold out there!” she says with a great big smile. I’ve already met her when I was moving in, but we didn’t talk much, she had to leave while I was unpacking. I sit down beside them after taking off my coat in this tiny kitchen with three chairs and she immediately puts her arm around my shoulder. Personal space was not their forte I learned later. Daniel was incredibly huggy, and she explained later that the best way to get to know someone is through touch. I mean… I agree, but I don’t want to get to know everyone *that* well.

Over the next couple of weeks, she keeps putting her hand on me somewhere when we spoke, or putting it around my neck, the way your close friend might. So, I mean, there was absolutely nothing sexual going on despite the touching. And I mean, she was around 20 years older than me, so I thought nothing of it.

They were hippies. Without ever calling themselves that, but they totally were. They were both into yoga and all kinds of exercise. I’d walk in and see her doing some flexible yoga position in nothing but a long shirt with her long smooth legs showing. She’d be holding some position while breathing deeply and closing her eyes and I’d just walk past while staring at her legs. That part was hot, the others were weird.

They kept water bottles under a metal wire pyramid to neutralize it and give it healing energy. Apparently, the great pyramids are here to save us from the bad energy that the sun throws at us. Daniel was very much into talking about chacras and the energy between people. He was also making a movie in the backyard with sock puppets. I can’t remember the plot, but it was supposed to be educational. Sarah would sometimes eat her cereal barefoot standing on one leg. They had ten vials of LSD in their freezer because someone owed Sarah a bunch of money, couldn’t pay it back, and gave her that instead. They both hitch-hiked the world, got in strangers’ cars thousands of times, and Sarah only almost got raped once. So statistically… those actually aren’t bad odds.

Every time after work, I would dive into these conversations with them because they were fun. And they were my only fun really. Office conversation is the death of my soul with the weather and all the technical crap we speak about. I come back home, and I get into a conversation about how the planets have an energy that talk to us and feeling connected to the universe. Very different, and it was refreshing in a weird fun way.

I also decided to work out that semester and I was leaving before work to hit the gym. I’m a 6’3 white guy and I was around 170 lbs when I started. By the end, I definitely had more muscle tone and I hoped that the difference would be noticeable to more than just me.

During the last week of my stay there, I was taking a shower before bed as I usually do. The bathroom is shared by all of us and we bring our towels and stuff with us every time from our room, so it doesn’t get cluttered in there. I forgot to bring my towel. I almost always forget.

I dry myself the best that I could and look outside quickly to see if anyone is around. I do a cartoonishly stupid tiptoe to my room while butt naked. Kind of like how Sylvester sneaks up on tweety bird. Just as I’m about to get to my door, I see Sarah walk out of her room and she sees me in all my glory.

“Whoops!” I blurted out and ran into my room. I didn’t even close the door behind me. I’m drying myself with my towel quickly to go outside and apologize for what happened, I turn around and see her leaning on the door frame with her elbow while biting her thumb and giving me a smile. Now she looks almost nervous and not like her usual self.

“Haha, sorry about that, I usually forget my towel in my room” I said.

“No no, that’s okay, I was enjoying the view” she said back, and immediately I had a good idea of where this was going.

“Looks like the time at the gym is paying off” she said as she stepped into my room. I wrap the towel around my waist and hide my bits, still feeling incredibly nervous.

“Haha yeah, I guess” I said nervously. I was so nervous even though everything was pointing towards something sexual. My god I was such a loser. She put her hands on my triceps and squeezed them.

“You’ve really put on some muscle!” she said as she started rubbing her hands down my arms.

“Er…” my mouth was wide open. Things were happening way too fast for me to process it and not like the four months of build up I had last time. She leans her face towards me and gives me a big smile.

“Let me take care of this” she said and as she undid my robe and kissed me. Still, I’m mostly in shock. My brain understands what’s going on, I’m not dumb, but I can’t keep it together. She gently nudges me towards the bed, and I sit down. She pushes me down on my back and starts making out with me. This honestly helped. While we were kissing, it gave me time to get it together. My hand starts moving down her hips. Kissing is what helps me get hard, more than anything really. She’s incredibly gentle, touching me softly and running her hands through my hair. It really did feel like she was taking care of me.

By this point, I’m hard. And I’ve accepted what’s happening. Softly, she kisses my neck and works her way down my chest and puts her tongue on my cock. She took her sweet time. Slowly, she licked my shaft up and down and made eye contact with me. She intimidated me a little honestly, I found it hard to keep looking at her. As I’m writing this, I realize that I’m sounding more and more like a little bitch. Give me a break, I was nervous and inexperienced.

She’s licking the head of my cock before she started sucking on just the head and working it in circles with her tongue. Suddenly, she goes down and starts going at it. Is this what a blowjob is supposed to feel like? No teeth? Her tongue is doing wonders and it feels like she’s trying the suck the cum out of my dick. To this day, this was by far the best blow job I ever received.

Effortlessly, she goes down all the way and rests her lips around the base of my cock. She tilted her head at the end so I could really feel the back of her throat, bobbed her head at the bottom before going up all the way and sinking back down. “Holy shit” is the only thing going through my head. Her hand grabs mine and moves it over to her head. I guess she wants me to push her head down. I put both my hands on the back of her head and I slowly push her down and realize there is zero resistance. My hands force her head down as I buck my hips and she’s not making a sound. I’m using her head like my it’s a fuck toy, feeling the back of her throat. My cock is sitting at 7” and I felt embarrassed why it wasn’t bigger. She was taking it like it was nothing.

I have never finished to a blowjob in my life. I don’t know why it just isn’t enough for me. Sarah gets up quickly and said, “Just hang on a sec”, gave me smile and ran over to her room. I could hear her fumbling around with a drawer. A few moments later she’s walking into my room butt naked with a condom in her hand. This time I really get a good look at her. Turns out all that yoga wasn’t for nothing. She had abs. Fucking abs. I’m 20 years younger and I don’t have abs. Her tits are nice and big, olive skin with an even skin tone from head to toe, and a gorgeous ass and legs.

Sarah puts on the condom for me and motioned me to lie down higher on the bed. She climbs on top and starts kissing me again, except this time she’s touching herself while I’m running my hands over her. Slowly I gained more confidence and I started grabbing her tits and gave her nipples a little pinch. Her fingers moved over to my cock and started rubbing her juices around my shaft.

Slowly, very slowly, she started sitting down with me inside inside her until she was sitting on my hips. She slowly rocked her hips and what ensued after was not normal. Her riding ability was out of this world. I fail to express how good she was. It’s like she could read my cock and knew when to slow down and when to pick up the pace. My lips were glued to her nipple and my fingers were tearing into her curvy ass. The whole time she was looking down at me with just a smile and a small giggle here and there.

We flip around and she’s on her knees with her ass up to me. I push my cock in her and I start pounding her like my life depends on it. I’m thrusting as hard and fast as I can, and I realize she hasn’t let out a moan this entire time. The only sounds are my heavy breathing and the sound of her ass cracking on my pelvis. I slowed down and fucked her while rubbing her clit. I hear that’s the move.

After about half an hour of fucking, I realize I can’t finish. I sometimes have this problem and I guess my nervousness doubled down on it. I was on top of her, pushing her legs up behind her knees and she looks up at me.

“Are you having a hard time baby? It’s okay” and she pushes my dick out her and pulls the condom off.

“It’s okay” she said in the most loving tone. It threw me off. Like the way a mother tells her kids that it’s okay they fuck up.

She pulled my cock back inside her and I start ploughing her. Not my first time doing it without a condom, so it didn’t shock me. After a couple minutes of pushing her with everything I had I was pretty close to finishing but I was trying to find the rhythm to get me there.

Her eyes lock onto mine. “Let it out inside. It’s okay” she said. Her eye contact, plus saying that was all I needed to get me there and a few pumps later I painted her insides white.

“You did great, baby” she said while stroking my hair. As I was about to pull myself out, she wrapped her legs around me and pulled me back into her.

“I need a little more, if that’s okay?” she said with a smile. “Fuck yes”, I thought. I nodded and a few minutes later we were back at it. Fucking while your cum is acting as lube doesn’t have some crazy good feeling, but the mental aspect was really hot to me. Her “little more” had us fucking late into the night with me finishing a few times. My nervousness was finally gone, and I loosened up way more and it was a great time. The only thing that was demoralizing is that she never really made any facial expressions except to bite her lip and she never moaned. Not once. I don’t know if she even orgasmed. I was fucking her like a madman at times. I tried changing my rhythm, stimulating her clit at the same time, changing positions… nothing. She was smiling at me and gave me some words of encouragement which felt a little emasculating. Imagine you’re ploughing someone with everything you got, and she looks at you and says “Yeah baby” in a calm loving tone.

Late into the night after I’m exhausted, she jumps out of bed with a spring in her step and looks back at me “That was fun! I really enjoyed your cock, good night!”. “Really enjoyed” didn’t seem fitting but fuck me. I think I deserved an A for effort.

I didn’t see her for the rest of the week until the morning I was moving out. She said she went to a friend’s house, chilled there and came back to say bye to me. Immediately she mentioned the fucking and said “The girls in your university must be lucky to have you around” she said smiling at me. I really wished that were true. But the way she said it was loving. Like, motherly loving. I can’t explain it. It wasn’t like it was sexy despite what she said. We didn’t say anything else about it and I went to finish packing.

I see her talking to my dad as I’m bringing out stuff to the car and my dad asks Sarah “So, how was he? Did he behave himself?”.

“Oh yeah, we got along great” she said and gave a wink. This is fucking weird. But I like it. They kept talking a bit and after everything was in the car, I went to say bye to her and Daniel.

“Stop by anytime you’re around, don’t be a stranger!” she said.

“Haha thanks, I definitely will”. I meant it, but I never did. I was around their place around five times over the years and I never knocked on her door. I don’t know, it just felt weird.

Man, I fucking love hippies.

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