An Interlude -
In which the postie is introduced to the housemate.
Resting where we lay, this awesome tight-bodied cutie laying back on me, pinning me to the sofa, we remained wide-eyed and panting for a while as my dick went limp inside her pussy and eventually lolled out. Gobbets of our cum followed and drizzled over my balls and onto the sofa.
Holy shit, postman.
Susan,
I gasped,
that was the best sex I have EVER had.
She turned her head to look at me then, a real funny look, though still with a cheeky grin and a glint in her eyes.
I'm not Susan. Susan's my housemate. HEY SUZE! s
he yelled at the stairs,
this postie that delivered your parcel, did you hear how he just totally fucked my brains out?!
Near the top of the stairs, visible from the sofa between the railings, sat another woman.
Yeah, I heard it all right. Reckon the whole street did.
She stood and descended to where we were in the living room. She went to the stereo and turned the music down so it was barely in the background. Susan was taller than the one flopped over me, bustier with smooth pale skin. She wore a similar silk dressing-gown, which she let rest fully open. I cocked an eye over her curvier bosom and tidy muff. She stood there looking at as both for a moment, flaunting her shapely figure, with one hand on her hip and a dildo in the other. Both the rubber dong and her inner thighs glistened with her own voyeuristic pleasure.
She sauntered over to the sofa, shedding her gown, and sat next to us.
Postman, meet Susan; Suze, Postie. I'm Jen, by the way.
She panted huskily and let her head rest back on my shoulder.
Susan reached over between our legs, stroked lightly up my scrotum and then onto Jen's pussy. She must've slipped a finger in, because Jen twitched with post-orgasm and Susan's finger came up loaded with our mingled cum.
I watched most of it. Pretty hot, Jen.
She scooped it into her mouth and rolled it around for a moment before swallowing it down.
Um, Susan likes cum.
Jen said with a smile.
I can see that.
Susan and I stared intently at each other, our faces close. A rough tumble of gingery curls framed her face, which sported a light flush of freckles. I dropped my gaze down, past her voluptuous bosom to her slick sex. Returning to look at her finely shaped face;
Did you enjoy what you saw?
Very much, thank you.