It was my last night at my buddy David's home. It's been a month since I stay at his home for my temporary job training purpose. He lives with his dad. Since it was the last night together, I doesn't want to miss out the opportunity. Under the gently warm light David fucked me with the usual enthusiasm. Sitting between my elevated knees he gently jerked his cock in and out of my precious ass. He loves this position from top and usually finishes pretty fast too. My naked body was just getting steamed up. But before getting me anywhere near to my orgasm he grunted and finished off inside my ass. As usual he apologized for early wash out and handed over tissues to wipe his dripping cum through my back door.
That was the tenth or eleventh time we had sex in my one month of stay. The excitement was huge in the beginning, but slowly each time he just started forgetting about my urges and finished him off every time. He let me satisfy myself for the last seven times. I had to find a way out of this misery and the remedy was just on the ground floor of his house. The sleeps like a dead leaf after sex and I had to get satisfaction before I get some sleep. So after few minutes of taunting disarray I just took off from his room. Putting on my sexiest panty and a cape over me I walked outside. While taking the steps down, I made sure he is on the bed itself. I slowly walked towards my salvation.
At the far end of the living room thru the narrow pathway I walked towards Uncle Mathew's bedroom. I may had a hesitation before I opened his bedroom door. But once I opened it and saw David's dad staring at me from his bed I just went on with my gut. I may have pause standing there at the door after getting inside. I was nervous but I was not holding myself back anymore. I just closed the door behind me and walked towards him. He seemed surprised and excited too. The room was just lit up in small warm bed light. He was in is usual round necked white inner vest. He just woke up and stood in his knees on the bed and I sat on the edge of it facing him. There was an eerie silence filling the space between us. I was timid to talk and he too seemed speechless. It felt sync when we both stared on each other's face and leaned on to each other. I parted my lips for him to take my tender lips on his grasp. Within seconds we were on the same page, we left last time.
Uncle Mathew was silent but a bit kinky too. He had a lot of moves which completely outplayed his son on bed. May be it was because he lost his wife seven years ago and since then he may be living a sexless life, so far. I was not exactly sure about him in the beginning. But he gave me all the positive nodes and I just happened to be at right time right place with right opportunity. He was in his mid-forties. He was almost bald always smooth shaven. His body looks a bit fat. Soon I realized it was strong not flap. I never seen someone of his age with shaven chest.
Uncle isn't much of a conversation maker. But he talks with his eyes, they talk a lot. He was a bit rusty too in the beginning. But soon I realized he had a lot of unused tactics in his quiver. I started exploring my curiosity once I reached nineteen. Since then it's been somewhat mixed experiences. Including Uncle Mathew it was my fourth sexual associate, so far. The longest run I had so far is with David himself. I never been with someone continuously for so long. When we mutually decided to stay with him at his house I never thought I will have a blast if not with him, with his charmer dad. He was the oldest man made me his bottom till then.
Uncle Mathew uses his tongue very delicately while smooching. It almost felt like he is tasting something from my lips. He loves to suck my tongue. He dears a lot of tongue play. So when even he kissed me he puts his tongue inside my mouth and licks mine. His salty drool gets switched on to mine letting me taste his saliva. He taught me to do the same as he puts his tongue out for display and I lick it with mine. His lips were darker and thicker than mine. I loves them wrapping around my cherries and suck them hard. His hands roamed around my robe as our breaths gushed on to each other's face ad kept of smooching intensely.
"Uncle!" I just wasn't him to take it easy on me.
"Are you sure, dear?" gently pecking my lips he asked me softly breathing on to my face.
"Yeas," I readily nodded my head assuring my consent.
We kissed again as I fondled Uncle's cheeks with my hands gently letting him suck my lower lip. We tickled with our tongues again as he removed the robe from my body. Bend down on me he pecked my neck gently. I stroked my hands around his back as he swept his wet lips my shoulder. Moving down faster he kissed my stiff nipple and sucked it.
My tiny little melons were always fancy for my partners. They were a bit heaved and soft like that of girls. I loved when they got sucked and caressed. My partners finds it hard to let it go without feeling its poise and suppleness with their hands. Sooner or later I realize all those man handling actually made them grew bigger. That made me concerned and I does not really endorse them to be get handled. Since I failed to convince all my previous partners marking my constrained area, I either oppose physically or remain cold.
Uncle Mathew switched between my melons sucking them one after the other. I tried to remain calm gently pulling myself back from his grasp. He took both my nipples in his mouth and sucked them one after the other. The he once again kissed me. Taking me on his lap he turned me around and made me lay on the bed without letting off his lips from mine. Leaning further down he kissed me on my chest mounds and then on to the edges of my armpit. He liked my naked hairless body, from my boobs to my belly smearing his wet drool, all over me. He made my whole body tremble in his hands.
