[MF] Married 51-Year-Old Airbnb Host Gave Me A Handjob While Watching TV (PART TWO)

[PART ONE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ap9efe/mf_married_51yearold_airbnb_host_gave_me_a/)

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So when I left you the last time, Lisa had just given me a spectacular handjob. Perhaps, the best handjob of my life, which is saying a lot because I’ve been jerking myself off for years. If practice makes perfect, I made perfect 10 years ago. But Lisa, at age 51, had obviously held several cocks in her life because she worked it like she had one herself.

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The following night, Lisa did not join me on the the couch. It was the first time she didn’t come out. I thought, “Well, fuck. That’s the end of that,” and was honestly a little depressed. I know that’s fucking silly. I just got incredibly lucky and got jerked off by a married 51-year-old woman. Why am I sitting here feeling bad for myself because nothing else has happened yet? I need to be grateful or the sex gods will never bless me again.

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I was nearing the end of my stay. I believe I had just two or three days left there when Lisa finally joined me back on the couch. She once again wore only panties and a t-shirt.

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“Where have you been?” I asked her as she plopped down next to me and covered us up with a blanket.

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“Trying to not think about you.”

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“Did it work?”

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“Well, I’m here…so no,” she said with a guilty smile.

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“So your husband. He wouldn’t be okay with this?”

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“Uh. Probably not. We flirt with people. I’ll catch him staring at a hot house guest, and I’ll tease him about and stuff. But that’s as far as we take it.”

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“I respect that. I don’t want to start any drama. I don’t expect anything to happen, you know?”

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“I know.” she smiled once again and rested her head against me. We started watching television, just like we did the previous nights before the handjob. I was fine with this. I made peace with the sex gods and was worshipping them for giving me this experience in the first place. We were watching my favorite episode of ‘The Office’ (*Casino Night*) when Lisa got up from the couch for a brief moment to reposition herself. She had repositioned herself right on my fucking lap. She covered us back in the blanket and nestled into her new position. I was only wearing boxer briefs this time because I didn’t expect her to come out.

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“Um, so…” I started to say, but she interrupted me with a “Shhh. I’m trying to watch the show,” she was positioned in a way where I could still see most of the TV over her shoulder. The Dunder Mifflin gang was gambling for a mini fridge and charity, while I felt like I was gambling with my life. Her husband could have walked out any moment, and if he did, who knows how angry he’d be. I’m not much of a fighter, but I can run pretty fast, and he’s in his 50s, so maybe I’d be okay.

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As I scanned the room for emergency exits, Lisa started to slowly move her ass against my lap. It was just her panties and my boxer briefs protecting us now. I have no doubt she could feel every inch of my cock rubbing against her ass. She continued the subtle movements for a few minutes before getting more bold with it. She pressed down against my cock and started grinding roughly against it. I wrapped my hands around her and squeezed her tits, pinching her nipples through her shirt. She moaned softly.

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Lisa lifted herself up slightly and pulled her panties down to her ankles. I did the same with my boxer briefs and then she quickly reclaimed her seat. She covered us up with the blanket again as my warm cock pressed into her asscheek. She reached around and grabbed it to place it between her cheeks. My cock slid up and down her crack. We were both breathing heavy, trying to hold back our moans. I slid my hand inside her shirt and grabbed her bare breasts. They felt heavy and soft. I squeezed them savagely. She lifted her hips a bit, so that my cock was now grinding against her pussy lips. She was incredibly wet. I wanted so badly to slid my cock inside her and pound away, but I got the impression this was as far as she wanted to go.

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The head of my cock slid up to her clit, and then back down to her opening. This same movement repeated dozens of times before I was on the verge of cumming. “Fuck. I’m gonna cum,” I whispered/moaned against her ear. She didn’t stop her movements. She kept the same rhythm, my cock gliding against her pussy as I unloaded. I coated her pussy and thighs with my cum.

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“Yes, baby…fuck,” she moaned. She continued grinding as I slid my hand down her stomach until I reached her clit. I rubbed it gently. She rested her body against mine, giving up her movements. She moaned louder as I rubbed her clit, using her juices and my cum as lube. “Ah, oh…god,” she whispered as her legs started to shake against mine, and then just seconds later, everything tensed up as she came. She squeezed my hand with her thighs as she attempted to catch her breath. She held this position for several minutes before getting up and walking out of the room to presumably clean herself (and her soul) up.

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I thought that was definitely the end of it, but on my final night, she gave me the best farewell gift I could ever ask for…

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