Weekend fun.

I was roused from bed this morning with a wake-up call in the form of a luscious pair of lips on my cock. Mrs M apparently had woken up earlier than I did, and she decided to get to work right away.

Not that I have anything to complain, of course, but I’d think she would have had quite a lot of action from yesterday and before we finally laid back in bed at about 2am—tired, naked, but fingers and hands still running up and down each other’s bodies as we dozed off. 

Yesterday had been one of those luckier days when her schedule and mine coincided; actually, it was more a case where we both became “single” for the weekend where J was not in town, and her hubby was away on reservist training, so we decided to capitalise on the situation. 

The whole weekend sexcapade thing was deliberately planned: she’d packed a small getaway bag, and we already decided we’d spend it over at my place. As soon as we got home (mine, that is), we locked lips, and I couldn’t wait to get her clothes off. 

I’ve been wanting to have Mrs M naked, up close and personal since I met this leggy sexy MILF at the gym three weeks ago, and after all the teasing and flirting on Whatsapp and Skype, here we were, a perfect opportunity to play out all the sexual tension that’d been building up—once, I found myself with a hard on as I was talking to her at the gym watching her in her tight gym shorts, and she’d been looking and gave a sly grin. She’d reached over to touch lightly when she realised no one was looking, and I wished I could just tear her clothes off and fuck her then, and who cares if she’d just finished a yoga class. 

I took half a day off on Friday, and met her for some lazing around at Siloso Beach; when the weather played up, we adjourned to catching a movie at Vivocity, and thereafter we headed to the Fullerton for dinner. I’d wanted to head down for some drinks thereafter, but she wanted to just head back to my place for the rest of the evening. 

Back in my bedroom, she had on the tiniest pair of thongs, and she got wet quickly as I rubbed her down there, my fingers probing, and the string of her thong disappearing between the folds of her fat pussy lips. Her inquisitive tongue sought out mine, and her own hands had moved down to grab my ass, and she had one firm grip on my cock as soon as she got my boxers off. She threw her head back and sighed softly as I moved my lips down along her neck, and locked onto her hardened dark nipples. 

My fingers still probed at her pussy, and I must say I was working out quite a wet mess on her thong—just the way I love it. She went on her knees and took my cock into her mouth, sucking hard on my shaft as her fingers gently massaged my balls. I stroked her hair, as if to reward her for doing such a good job, and I totally loved it when she started sucking hard and licking my balls as she stroked my rod. 

I couldn’t wait for my turn to get down on her, of course, and by now, her thong had been deliciously wet with her pussy juices. I took them off and sniffed at them as she watched amused, and I held on to her panties as I parted her legs and started licking and sucking at her beautifully shaven yummy pussy. Because she was such a gem, I decided to ‘torment’ her a little longer with some extended oral play even though I could sense she badly wanted me to enter her. She was moaning loudly as she felt my fingers and tongue teasing her clit and licking and sucking away at her pussy. 

And when I finally entered her, she gripped me hard and bit lightly on my left shoulder. As I started to thrust away, she turned to kiss and lick at my neck, and moved her hips in tandem with my thrusts. I stroked her asshole lightly as I fucked her, and decided to be a little naughty and pushed my finger in to probe a little. 

She squirmed, laughed, and the smacked me lightly, but she seemed to enjoy it, so I kept at that little play—not all the way in, just teasing pushes as we fucked. She wanted me to let her know when I was cumming, and when I gave her the signal, she grabbed my cock tight, then put my cock into her mouth just as I shot a load. 

She continued to suck and lick away at my cock, massaging my balls, and fingered herself as she did so. 

She was impressed that I remained hard even after I’d come, and I was all ready for seconds and she continued to stroke my cock and balls and then straddled over me as I laid back on the bed. She sat herself down on my face, and I could feel the wetness of her pussy over my nose and mouth, and started licking away at her pussy again as she once again put her lips over my cock and started sucking. 

Mrs M seemed to be one woman who enjoyed oral play a lot, and this time, she allowed me to do a bukkake on her face, much like those slutty MILFs you have on cheese Jappo porno flicks. 

*** 

Saturday saw us having breakfast at the Saddle Club, and thereafter she had me tag along as she did underwear shopping. I could feel myself getting hard watching her and some other attractive ladies in the shop picking out their intimates, especially the sexy ones, and for a moment I had a little thought where I wished I could fuck all the women in the store as they tried on the lingerie. Too many porn flicks, yes. 

The nice thing about the whole shopping trip thing was how she was holding my hand the way I thought only J would, and that whole girlfriend experience was a new added bonus to this no-strings arrangement I have with Mrs M. On this note, I’m wondering what’s with all the relationship statuses anyway: let’s just put “Open relationship” all the way, and we both know we’re out to have fun with each other. 

The rest of Saturday saw us heading back to my apartment for a sojourn from the shopping, and for some afternoon delight in the form of one 69 and her wanting to rock on me as I sat at the balcony and nothing other than a large towel to hide her nakedness from prying eyes. I have no idea if any of the residents at the neighbouring blocks had a free show in broad daylight, but the only thing I concerned myself with was just how much I loved the feeling of my cock in the warmth of her juicy wet pussy. 

We went for dinner at the St. Regis, and then it was back to my place for the rest of the night—this time involving a dildo and the crotchless panties she’d bought earlier in the day. At one point, we were experimenting with trying to put the sleek silver dildo into her asshole as we fucked, but that soon proved to be a little too much for her to take in her virgin asshole, so we left it at that. She was content with just having my hard cock moving inside her, and she especially loved my tongue and fingers working on her yummilicious cunt. 

*** 

Which is why right about now, I’m feeling like I missed the action of the weekend already, and kinda wished Sunday hadn’t passed so quickly. She had to head back home in the afternoon because she had to pick up her kid from her mother’s, but as she got down from the car, she said she’d love to “do this again soon”. 

I went home, and I discovered she’d left me a little present in the form of the same pair of thongs she was wearing on Friday, still delicious with the scent of her pussy, and I get hard at the memory of it. Nice weekend, and in any case, J’s heading back tomorrow too, so it was just as well. 

Mrs M would be at the gym, and I’m already wondering if I could stop myself getting hard when I see her.