The House Sitter 2
This is the follow-up story of how I met and seduced the beautiful Madelaine when I was working as a 'house sitter,' in her parent's home. Madelaine, or Maddie as I call her, came home unexpectedly for the weekend, and despite the shock of our first meeting, we got on very well. To find out how we became lovers, read part one
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After our first love making session, Maddy had gone upstairs to her bedroom for a nap. Being a junior hospital doctor meant she worked long exhausting hours, and I think this weekend at home was a chance for her to recharge her batteries. She was taking every opportunity to do just that.
I should explain that being a 'Junior,' doctor in the British National Health Service has little to do with age. It's a rank, rather than age related. A doctor can become a 'junior hospital doctor,' immediately they graduate from medical school in their early twenties, but there is no upper age limit.
Maddie, despite the title of junior doctor was, as I found out later, pretty close to my own age. I was 31 years old when I met her, and she was a very beautiful and intelligent 28 year old. So, I wasn't hitting on a much younger woman, although with this first sexual encounter her age or mine didn't come into it.
After she went upstairs, I reheated the leftovers from our meal I'd cooked the evening before, and had it for lunch. It would have been wasteful to throw it out, and besides, I thought I was going to need all the strength I could muster to keep Maddie happy in bed. She was very special, way above any lover I had before and above anyone I had the right to expect in the romance stakes, but unbelievably I had her now, or at least for this weekend, and I was determined to make her experience with me unforgettable.
Although I was pottering about doing little things in the house, plus occasionally working on an article I was writing while she slept, I kept a close watch on the time. I thought I'd give her two hours, and if she didn't waken up before then on her own I'd go up, slip into bed beside her, and gently waken her.
The time seemed to drag as never before, but eventually it reached the deadline I had set in my mind and there was no sound from upstairs, so checking all the doors were locked, I made my way quietly up to her room. Her bedroom door was slightly ajar, almost in welcome I thought, and so I slipped into her room. The blinds were drawn and the room was in semi darkness, but I could see her shape on the bed. She was facing away from me, the covers pulled up over her shoulders, her dark hair the only part of her visible.
I quickly stripped off my clothes until I was entirely naked, and gently lifting one corner of the bedclothes I slipped below the covers behind the lovely Maddie. I pulled the covers up over my shoulders too, ensuring the lovely warmth generated by her body wasn't lost and just lay there behind her for a moment or two. I listened to her breathing softly and regularly for a few moments; it all felt so right.
Moving over right behind her, we spooned, the warmth of her body a welcome on its own, and I just lay there luxuriating in the feel of her soft skin against my own. My cock as rigid and as hard as it had ever been settled nicely between the back of her thighs. She stirred and made a murmuring sound, obviously beginning to awaken.
'Mmm...' she said quietly and huskily. 'You're pleased to see me again,' and she turned to me, face to face and came into my arms. Her hand went between my legs immediately, gently stroking my length and cupping my balls, while I caressed her back and arse cheeks. The sensation of warm, soft skin filled and overwhelmed my mind until she lifted one leg over mine, thus opening her legs and offering her pussy to my touch.
Aware of the priceless gift I was being offered, I switched my attention from her back and arse to her breasts, caressing them, gently tweaking and pulling on them, milking her hard, erect nipples. She moaned quietly, and held me tighter still, and then I trailed my hand down over her hips, over the soft swell of her stomach and pubic mound, feeling the damp heat radiating from between her legs.
I softly caressed the soft skin of her inner thighs, bypassing the main prize for a moment or two before edging closer. She pushed herself harder against my hand, her pussy blindly seeking contact, and it was not to be denied as I let my fingers run along the crease formed by her generous labia. They peeled apart, opening wetly, inviting me to enter her body, and so I let my fingers dip into her liquid heat. She arched her body, pushing even harder, while letting out an even louder moan of approval.
'Oh yes... I love it... oh please... thank you... feels so good,' she moaned. I let my fingers slide in as far as possible, then withdrew them, making sure I was spreading her juices over her clitoris as I did it, and the same as I slipped back in again. Over her clitoris into her depths and out, again and again, each stroke lifting her higher and closer. I quickened the pace and she responded by coming right along with me, her excitement reaching its peak, and then she was there!
'Oh god... yessss...' she hissed. 'Oh fuck... that's it... com... coming...' and then louder still 'Oh shit... oh fuck... nnnnnnn.... aaaaagh.' There's no more exciting sound than a woman you care for at the height of her pleasure, but gradually her climax began to wane and she drifted down, down, until she relaxed completely, and just lay there in the comfort of my arms.
My cock, forgotten for the last couple of minutes in the throes of her orgasm once again became the focus of her attentions. She handled me very gently, obviously not trying to make me come, just fondling me nicely, dare I say, lovingly. This went on for long minutes, and I just lay there content to let her play with my cock. I knew she'd have something better in mind and I was right. She pushed the covers off with one hand, still holding my cock with the other, and turned onto her back, pulling her knees up and spreading her legs in the classic 'receptive,' position.
'Make love to me please,' she whispered, 'I'm so ready to be loved,' and I positioned myself over her. Taking hold of my cock again, she guided me between her legs and then rubbed my knob in the abundant wetness of her pussy, and my cock tip, slick with her juices slid inexorably between her open labia, down into the depths of her sex.
'Aaaaahh,' she breathed quietly, as she let out a long, shuddering sigh of welcome and desire, which lasted until I was encased in her velvet depths as far as I could get. My pubes mashed against her own. She had all of me, and not just to the furthest extent of my cock's penetration. She had me emotionally and psychologically as well. I wanted to give her everything I had available, no holds barred, nothing held back. She was mine and I loved her completely at that moment, crazy as it may seem. I'd never felt like this about any woman before, but some things are just meant to be.
We lay there, unmoving for long minutes, me looking into her eyes, smiling, and with her looking into my eyes and smiling too. Our communion was complete. Was that really love I was seeing in her eyes? She spoke.
'You love me,' she said matter of factly. It wasn't a question; it was a statement. I was too overcome to speak, so I just nodded dumbly.
'I can see it in your eyes,' she whispered and repeated more vehemently. 'I can
see
it in your eyes. Nobody has ever looked at me like that before,' and she hugged me even tighter, and I knew in that moment she was mine. I began to move, pulling out, sliding back in, and she moaned somewhere deep in her throat, pushing her pussy up hard against me, meeting me thrust for thrust.
We just made gentle, tender love, the warmth, the wetness of her pussy embracing my cock in a lovers caress, clenching and sucking on my length. She felt amazing, and she let me know in no uncertain terms that she was loving every moment too. Her moans and whimpers of ecstasy were filling my ears, encouraging me.
'I love your cock,' she whispered. 'Oh yes, that's it my love. Fill me...fuck me... oh yes... just like that... so good,' and as if her own words were turning her on even more, she shifted up a gear and began to move her hot pussy a little faster, pulling me right along with her. There was no reluctance on my part as I gradually increased the pace, knowing she was approaching another orgasm. Now we were really going at it, fucking for all we were worth, working for her pleasure, and suddenly the dam burst, and her whole body went rigid, she stopped breathing, stopped moving for a moment, and then gasped loudly, explosively.
'Oh fuck... fuck... fuck... oh jeeeeez... shit... I can't stop... fff...uck... meeeee,' and her pussy was ramming hard against me again, sucking every last drop of sensation she could from my cock buried deep in her soaking pussy. Slowly, the sensations she was feeling tapered off, leaving her in that happy, blissful orgasmic afterglow. She lay there, my cock still hard and filling her, holding me tight. She laughed, a satisfied,
'I've just been fucked real good,'
laugh. She looked into my eyes again, smiling.
'You're still hard,' she said. I nodded, as if I really needed to confirm the fact. She laughed again, and just said 'good!' I looked at her again, wondering what she meant.
'It means you're going to have to do it again and again until you're not hard any more,' she said teasingly.
'Well,' I said, 'I could always make you suck my cock instead.' She shook her head.
'What?' I said in mock indignation, 'you don't want to suck my cock?' She laughed again.
'No, I just meant you wouldn't have to "make," me suck your cock. I'll happily suck it any time you want me to,' she promised.
'Go on then' I teased her, 'suck my cock.' She tried to move out from under me, trying to get up, but I was lying on top of her and refused to get off.
'How can I suck your cock if I can't get up?' she protested laughing, and I suggested she try a little harder, so she pushed and wriggled, but with my cock still hard and deeply embedded between her legs she couldn't manage. The wriggling and struggling to get out from under me slowly and inevitably changed, and became slow sensual thrusts of her pussy against the invader between her legs. Her wriggling and struggling had made her forget about sucking me with her mouth. Now she was sliding back and forth on my cock sucking me with her pussy, making love to me again, helpless to ignore the sheer pleasure emanating from her core.
It was almost as if she had reached a plateau, almost halfway to an orgasm and was staying there where it only needed a little stimulation to make her reach the summit of her climax. She came again, and as I kept right on ploughing into her she came again.
'Oh please, stop for a moment,' she pleaded after that last one. 'I'm exhausted. Well and truly "fucked," for the moment. Let me rest a little bit,' she gasped out. I was reluctant to remove my hardness from her, but bowed to her request, pulling out, leaving her delightful pussy gaping wetly. She pulled the covers up over us and came into my arms again, and her hand invariably found my cock, slick with her juices. She smiled at me and kissed me before burrowing down under the covers. I knew where she was headed and sure enough I felt the warm wetness of her mouth on my knob, her tongue licking along my length.
