Part2; The postman's fantasy
Showing off gets her in the mood..
This story follows directly to -- L's 'Naked Cleaning Show' (https://literotica.com/s/naked-cleaning-show)
L. passionately kissed me whilst rocking her hips front & backwards on my lap.
After her kiss, she lifted herself up and got off me. She turned around and bended over, presenting her ass and pussy to me. I couldn't resist taking advantage of her position to slap her ass, she moaned gently and threw her head back.
I collected her hair in my hand, and gently pulled her back towards me.
She's teasing me by grinding her soaking wet lips over the tip of my cock, going back and forth.
L' looked incredible. She's caressing her breast and twisting her nipple with one hand, while her other hand went up her neck, and she slid her fingers trough her hair towards my hand.
I pulled her hair a little harder, L's back arched some more, and she leaned over a bit to far.
She loses her balance and to keep herself from falling over, she tries to lift herself up by leaning forwards. Unfortunately I'm still holding her hair, and in a split second she's yanked back by her hair.
A mix of arousal and pain made her throw out some kind of screaming groan whilst she landed on top of me.
She stayed motionless lying backwards on top of me for a while.
'that was.. unexpected.... I didn't see that coming," L. softly moaned, whilst my cock was buried balls deep into her ass.
-- L. wasn't really into 'anal' stuff, and in the years we were together it only happened 3 or 4 times when she was extremely horny, and all circumstances where right at that time. --
'everything OK?' I asked.
She gently started moving her hips back and forwards and whispered how lucky I was, and that a thank you was in place for lubing up my shaft enough for a smooth entrance.
'I'm not sure I'll be able to catch up to those oldies honey, but I'm quite sure your show and their pictures are all the thanks they wanted' I joked.
'Pictures?' she asked as innocent as she could fake. Meanwhile I could feel her ass twitching on my dick, and I felt her moist started to build up again. Her back and forwards was getting more intense now.
'pictures' I repeated, 'why else would they have their phones pointed towards you?
'hmmmm' she gasped whilst lifting her body very gently.
'I was hoping they were smart enough to catch me on tape' she whispered. Followed by a moan as she lowered her body onto my cock. She arched her back again, threw her head back and her hand was going down her belly.
Whilst she started to play with her pussy, she lifted herself each time a little further, before sliding my entire length back up her ass again.
Slowly she's picking up the pace, and the quicker she's humping the louder her moans get, and the wetter our couch was getting.
'ooh,fff..' she moaned whilst I grabbed her breasts with both hand and thrusted myself completely up her as...
In the corner of my eye I spot some movement. I notice our postman placing his bike in front of our mailbox.
I see him searching trough his bag, expecting him to just drop the letters in our mailbox, but instead he walks up our driveway holding some envelopes.
L.'s face was pointed towards the ceiling, and I'm not sure but it seemed as if she had her eyes closed.
I could see him walking by the window, staring at the ground. Unaware of the show he was missing by not looking thru the window. He disappeared behind the last wall before he'd reach our front door.
Our front door was solid wood, with a small window on each side, the full height of the door.
The moment he knocks the door, our dog (a German shepherd who was 'sleeping' on his blanket) jumps up barking his lungs out and runs towards the door. L. let's out a high and loud scream at the startle of the barking.
Trough the window she spots the postman's bike at the beginning of the driveway. Trough the front door window she saw him facing away from the door and staring down the distance.
I was waiting for her to jump up and run out of sight, but instead she pushed 2fingers up her pussy,
and started to caress her breast with her other hand. Her moans were getting louder and louder, and I could feel her body starting to tremble. The little slut was trying to show off! She was getting at the edge of cumming when our postman turns around and knocks the door again. this time he looks trough the window to see if anyone was there (maybe he didn't hear L.'s moaning over the barking dog.. or maybe he was just curious..).
When his eyes saw my nymphomaniacal girlfriend, stark naked, riding me like a cowgirl, the expression on his face froze. He just stood there open mouthed, staring at her body and the show she was giving him.
Suddenly he saw her looking straight at him and you could see him startle, and not knowing what to make of the situation. Just when he decides to turn around and walk back to his bike, L. lifts herself up and run's to the door.
In a split second, she opens the door, and with half her naked body hanging outside she yells 'hey!! Come in, we're home!!' just close the door behind you!!'
I'm sure he knew we were home honey, I joked.
- A little background info on the postman.
The first week we moved in to our house (2.5 years ago) we met Nick, our postman.
Nick's a big jolly fellow, always friendly and smiling, and willing to help where needed, but a bit weird and not the sharpest pencil in the box.
The first time he met L., was mid-summer when she was painting the walls.
Because of the heat, and because she wasn't the neatest painter around, she was wearing nothing more than an old sheer summer dress, barely short enough to cover her ass, and loose enough (ripped partly) around her breast. His eyes popped out of his head when she opened the door.
