JAN AND TED
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It's a shame you couldn't have brought the gear home.” he said. “How could I? You are not supposed to know about all this, are you?” she replied. “Of course...I'll just have to hope that you take plenty of video....of you in action!” She slapped his cock playfully, but quite firmly. “Ouch!”
The following Saturday, she arrived a little late, and she saw him stood at the window, watching for her arrival. He opened the door eagerly. “I saw you at the window! Looking out for Jenny, were you? Hoping to catch a look at her big boobies?” she teased. “No, I was waiting for you!” he replied. “I thought you weren't coming!” he said. “Well, I'm here, so let's have a cup of tea!” she said, walking past him briskly. He followed her like an obedient puppy. As she sat sipping her tea, she watched him. He was like a k** at Christmas, and she knew he was desperate for her to go and change into the basque outfit, so she deliberately dawdled over it, asking him questions about his week and telling him about her job. Eventually, she put the cup down, stood up, and said “Alright, where's my new outfit, then? I can see you're fit to burst!” He stood up “I've been waiting all week for this!” he exclaimed. “Well, just be a bit more patient. Tell me where it is, and I'll go and get into it. You stay down here and I'll shout you when I'm ready” “It's in the bottom of my wardrobe in a box, but......” She cut him short. “OK.. I won't be long.” Walking along the landing towards his bedroom, she passed the other bedroom. The door was slightly open and curiosity made her have a peek inside. By the window, next to the curtains, was a telescope! She went to the window. It overlooked not only next door's garden, but was virtually opposite their bedroom window! “ The dirty old perv!” thought Jan “He's been spying on Jenny, probably wanking himself silly!” She knew that now she had an even firmer hold on him, but she would let it wait a while. First, get the basque on and the video going! She went into his bedroom.
She found the box and opened it. With the basque there was the stockings and suspender belt, the stilettoes and the tawse. She lifted them out, and there was a layer of white tissue paper underneath. Lifting it, she saw a neat pile of all of the panties she'd given him. She chuckled. “So this is where he keeps them!” Curiosity made her lift them out,while speculating about what he did with them. He was too big too wear them, so, did he sniff them while wanking? Did he wrap them round his cock? Oddly enough, there was a pair that she didn't recognise...bright green, not her favourite colour at all. “I'll ask him where these came from while I'm whacking him with the tawse!” she thought. As she laid them back in the box, she spotted something that she'd missed before. It was a USB memory stick. “Now, what have we here?” she pondered. “Porn, I bet. Pictures the dirty old sod has collected. Well, he certainly hasn't got any of me!” She decided to leave it there, and pretend she hadn't seen it, or the knicker collection with the odd pair....
She got into the basque and stockings, and slid on the five inch heeled shoes. She set the camera going, then walked up and down the room, parading in front of the camera for Mike to see later on.
She bent forward to the camera and whispered.”What do you think? Do I look tarty enough? I feel like one!, and I'm about to act like one!” She picked up the tawse and went to the top of the stairs. “Ready!” she shouted. He appeared at the bottom of the stairs in a flash. She beckoned him with a finger, and he made his way up. She stood legs apart, swishing the tawse. She stood aside to let him pass, then pushed him in the back towards the bed. “Strip off and get on the bed!” she ordered. She was really enjoying herself, and was getting really horny!
As his underpants came down, she noticed with approval that he was freshly shaven around his balls and his quickly thickening cock. He climbed onto the bed, and she went to the wardrobe and got out a few of his ties. “Let's have you face down first.” she said “I want to try out this little beauty.” she said, flicking the tawse. He did as instructed, and she whipped him with the tawse across his buttocks, then down his thighs. Returning to his buttocks, she increased the force of the delivery and whipped him repeatedly with it, hearing a low moan as she did so. Red weals began appearing across his cheeks. She moved to his back and whipped him firmly several times, then back down to his plump red buttocks. She stopped after a while and told him to turn over. His cock was fully erect. “Oh, so you enjoyed that, did you?” she mocked. As she tied him by the wrists to the bedposts, she asked “Now, tell me, how many times have you been a dirty old man this week, ? How many times have you wanked off?” “I don't know...maybe four or five.” he replied. “Well now, you see, I'm still curious.” Jan said “About what you think about when you when you are wanking, your new neighbour, perhaps? She taunted.” You of course” he answered immediately. “You bloody liar!” Jan thought. She stood with her hands on er hips and legs apart “What, have you been imagining me in this?” she asked. “Ooh, yes!” “Mmm, I thought you might..and does having my knickers help? The knickers that I have worn and left for you? Does that help when I'm not here?” “Yes!” he replied. “Mmm!” she chuckled. “So what do you do with them?” She took hold of his rigid cock. Hot, hard and smooth. She began slowly wanking him. “What do you do with them, Uncle Ted?” He gasped at the feel of her soft hands gently manipulating his cock. “Well, sometimes I just lie here like this and have a pair d****d over my face, and I can smell you.” She got up and went to the wardrobe and took out the pair of pale blue ones she'd given him a while ago. Sitting back on the bed next to him, she d****d them over his face. “Like this?” she asked, resuming the slow wanking of his cock. “Yes!” he gasped.
For a while, she wanked him in silence, watching the pair of knickers on his face moving slightly with his breathing. She cupped his smoothly shaven balls in her hand, then ran a finger all the way up the shaft to the knob, then gently raked it with her finger nails. Picking up the tawse, she began flicking his cock and balls with it. His vocal responses told her that he was enjoying it, so she began whipping it harder. She put her left hand on his face, pushing the knickers further onto it, feeling his breathing intensify.
She was now very much aroused, and jumped off the bed to pull her knickers down and off, and saw that they were stained with her fresh juices, even though she'd only just put them on! She picked them up and climbed onto the bed, and quickly replaced the pale blue knickers with the black ones she'd just taken off. She pushed down onto the knickers on his face, to obscure his view. “Go on, smell them, lick them. I've just taken them off. Taste my juices!” She whispered. She was incredibly horny by now, and Mike's words of “Whatever you want to do, just do it!” ran through her brain as she got astride him and lowered her wet and eager cunt onto her uncle's rigid cock. She kept the knickers pushed into his face so that he couldn't watch her as the hard cock went all the way inside her hot, velvety cunt. She savoured the feel of being filled with hot hard cock for a moment, before beginning to ride him, developing a rhythm that used her uncle's cock to her best advantage. No words, just sighs and moans as they fucked each other, building slowly towards the inevitable climax. Just pure carnal lust for Jan as she used her uncle's cock to satisfy her, no other thought but for that cock and the exquisite sensations it was creating inside her. Her right hand reached down and she fingered her clitoris. Soon she felt it begin, and it caught her by surprise by its speed and intensity. An orgasm so powerful that her head felt like it was exploding. She heard him groan loudly as he climaxed too, sending his sperm shooting into her. She pounded up and down on him, her body demanding more, fucking him with an a****listic abandon that was new to her. Through clenched teeth she hissed expletives, calling her uncle all the dirty words she knew. Gradually the intensity subsided, and she let out a long, low moan before slumping down beside him.
Moments later, she had calmed, and immediately the recriminations began. She had just fucked her uncle...his now flaccid cock was still shiny with her juices.......and not to please her husband this time, which was the rationale she had used after the first time it happened on Ted's birthday.
No, she had fucked him...climbed onto his hard cock and ridden him....because she had wanted to. As simple as that. “What a slut.” she thought. “It's not as if it's a dishy young guy with a great body, it's my 75 year old uncle! What a slut!” She became angry, at herself and at Ted. She got up, and started changing. He made as if to move. “You stay where you are!” she snapped. He laid there, naked, his cock glistening with her juices, her knickers still d****d over his face, his hands tied to the bedposts. When she was ready, she unfastened one of his ties. “You can undo the other one when I've gone. Don't make a move until you hear the front door slam, d'you hear?” He nodded his head. She suddenly remembered her phone, with the camera still recording everything. She grabbed it and made her way downstairs, and drove home with her uncle's sperm gradually oozing out of her, which repulsed her even more.
Mike's reaction to watching the video that night was calm, to say the least. He'd just watched his wife in the throes of ecstasy fucking her uncle, and now she was watching his face to gauge his reaction. He turned and smiled at her. “God, I feel such a slut! I don't know what came over me! It was like...like I was someone else....I can't explain it.” she burst out. He smiled again “You obviously enjoyed yourself, so what's the problem? And wow, you looked amazing, dressed in that basque and stockings and riding him like that........and pushing your knickers into his face......wow!” Mike exclaimed. “Yes, a slut's outfit for a slut!” Jan retorted. His calm acceptance of the situation was puzzling, and also slightly annoying to her. It was if she wanted to him to get angry, to shout, to reprimand her for being such a tart, a slut. Instead, he looked thoughtfully at her. “Look love, like I said, you so obviously enjoyed it, I loved watching it, seeing you have such a great time, and as for Ted....yes, I think you could say he enjoyed himself! So just stop all this guilt, eh? We're all grown ups...just go for it!” She stared at him, shook her head and said “I can't believe how calmly you are taking it. Many men would haven kicked their wife out for what I've done.” He smiled “If you'd done it deceitfully, behind my back, I would be different. But you haven't. You've recorded it all and shown me everything that you've done. And I'd Ok'd it with you, hadn't ? So you've done nothing wrong. Just had a bloody good time, with my full knowledge and consent. So just carry on. I love watching the videos, and it certainly gets me going” He reached for her hand and put it on his erection. “Come on, it's my turn now!”
The following Saturday, she arrived a little late, and she saw him stood at the window, watching for her arrival. He opened the door eagerly. “I saw you at the window! Looking out for Jenny, were you? Hoping to catch a look at her big boobies?” she teased. “No, I was waiting for you!” he replied. “I thought you weren't coming!” he said. “Well, I'm here, so let's have a cup of tea!” she said, walking past him briskly. He followed her like an obedient puppy. As she sat sipping her tea, she watched him. He was like a k** at Christmas, and she knew he was desperate for her to go and change into the basque outfit, so she deliberately dawdled over it, asking him questions about his week and telling him about her job. Eventually, she put the cup down, stood up, and said “Alright, where's my new outfit, then? I can see you're fit to burst!” He stood up “I've been waiting all week for this!” he exclaimed. “Well, just be a bit more patient. Tell me where it is, and I'll go and get into it. You stay down here and I'll shout you when I'm ready” “It's in the bottom of my wardrobe in a box, but......” She cut him short. “OK.. I won't be long.” Walking along the landing towards his bedroom, she passed the other bedroom. The door was slightly open and curiosity made her have a peek inside. By the window, next to the curtains, was a telescope! She went to the window. It overlooked not only next door's garden, but was virtually opposite their bedroom window! “ The dirty old perv!” thought Jan “He's been spying on Jenny, probably wanking himself silly!” She knew that now she had an even firmer hold on him, but she would let it wait a while. First, get the basque on and the video going! She went into his bedroom.
She found the box and opened it. With the basque there was the stockings and suspender belt, the stilettoes and the tawse. She lifted them out, and there was a layer of white tissue paper underneath. Lifting it, she saw a neat pile of all of the panties she'd given him. She chuckled. “So this is where he keeps them!” Curiosity made her lift them out,while speculating about what he did with them. He was too big too wear them, so, did he sniff them while wanking? Did he wrap them round his cock? Oddly enough, there was a pair that she didn't recognise...bright green, not her favourite colour at all. “I'll ask him where these came from while I'm whacking him with the tawse!” she thought. As she laid them back in the box, she spotted something that she'd missed before. It was a USB memory stick. “Now, what have we here?” she pondered. “Porn, I bet. Pictures the dirty old sod has collected. Well, he certainly hasn't got any of me!” She decided to leave it there, and pretend she hadn't seen it, or the knicker collection with the odd pair....
She got into the basque and stockings, and slid on the five inch heeled shoes. She set the camera going, then walked up and down the room, parading in front of the camera for Mike to see later on.
She bent forward to the camera and whispered.”What do you think? Do I look tarty enough? I feel like one!, and I'm about to act like one!” She picked up the tawse and went to the top of the stairs. “Ready!” she shouted. He appeared at the bottom of the stairs in a flash. She beckoned him with a finger, and he made his way up. She stood legs apart, swishing the tawse. She stood aside to let him pass, then pushed him in the back towards the bed. “Strip off and get on the bed!” she ordered. She was really enjoying herself, and was getting really horny!
As his underpants came down, she noticed with approval that he was freshly shaven around his balls and his quickly thickening cock. He climbed onto the bed, and she went to the wardrobe and got out a few of his ties. “Let's have you face down first.” she said “I want to try out this little beauty.” she said, flicking the tawse. He did as instructed, and she whipped him with the tawse across his buttocks, then down his thighs. Returning to his buttocks, she increased the force of the delivery and whipped him repeatedly with it, hearing a low moan as she did so. Red weals began appearing across his cheeks. She moved to his back and whipped him firmly several times, then back down to his plump red buttocks. She stopped after a while and told him to turn over. His cock was fully erect. “Oh, so you enjoyed that, did you?” she mocked. As she tied him by the wrists to the bedposts, she asked “Now, tell me, how many times have you been a dirty old man this week, ? How many times have you wanked off?” “I don't know...maybe four or five.” he replied. “Well now, you see, I'm still curious.” Jan said “About what you think about when you when you are wanking, your new neighbour, perhaps? She taunted.” You of course” he answered immediately. “You bloody liar!” Jan thought. She stood with her hands on er hips and legs apart “What, have you been imagining me in this?” she asked. “Ooh, yes!” “Mmm, I thought you might..and does having my knickers help? The knickers that I have worn and left for you? Does that help when I'm not here?” “Yes!” he replied. “Mmm!” she chuckled. “So what do you do with them?” She took hold of his rigid cock. Hot, hard and smooth. She began slowly wanking him. “What do you do with them, Uncle Ted?” He gasped at the feel of her soft hands gently manipulating his cock. “Well, sometimes I just lie here like this and have a pair d****d over my face, and I can smell you.” She got up and went to the wardrobe and took out the pair of pale blue ones she'd given him a while ago. Sitting back on the bed next to him, she d****d them over his face. “Like this?” she asked, resuming the slow wanking of his cock. “Yes!” he gasped.
For a while, she wanked him in silence, watching the pair of knickers on his face moving slightly with his breathing. She cupped his smoothly shaven balls in her hand, then ran a finger all the way up the shaft to the knob, then gently raked it with her finger nails. Picking up the tawse, she began flicking his cock and balls with it. His vocal responses told her that he was enjoying it, so she began whipping it harder. She put her left hand on his face, pushing the knickers further onto it, feeling his breathing intensify.
She was now very much aroused, and jumped off the bed to pull her knickers down and off, and saw that they were stained with her fresh juices, even though she'd only just put them on! She picked them up and climbed onto the bed, and quickly replaced the pale blue knickers with the black ones she'd just taken off. She pushed down onto the knickers on his face, to obscure his view. “Go on, smell them, lick them. I've just taken them off. Taste my juices!” She whispered. She was incredibly horny by now, and Mike's words of “Whatever you want to do, just do it!” ran through her brain as she got astride him and lowered her wet and eager cunt onto her uncle's rigid cock. She kept the knickers pushed into his face so that he couldn't watch her as the hard cock went all the way inside her hot, velvety cunt. She savoured the feel of being filled with hot hard cock for a moment, before beginning to ride him, developing a rhythm that used her uncle's cock to her best advantage. No words, just sighs and moans as they fucked each other, building slowly towards the inevitable climax. Just pure carnal lust for Jan as she used her uncle's cock to satisfy her, no other thought but for that cock and the exquisite sensations it was creating inside her. Her right hand reached down and she fingered her clitoris. Soon she felt it begin, and it caught her by surprise by its speed and intensity. An orgasm so powerful that her head felt like it was exploding. She heard him groan loudly as he climaxed too, sending his sperm shooting into her. She pounded up and down on him, her body demanding more, fucking him with an a****listic abandon that was new to her. Through clenched teeth she hissed expletives, calling her uncle all the dirty words she knew. Gradually the intensity subsided, and she let out a long, low moan before slumping down beside him.
Moments later, she had calmed, and immediately the recriminations began. She had just fucked her uncle...his now flaccid cock was still shiny with her juices.......and not to please her husband this time, which was the rationale she had used after the first time it happened on Ted's birthday.
No, she had fucked him...climbed onto his hard cock and ridden him....because she had wanted to. As simple as that. “What a slut.” she thought. “It's not as if it's a dishy young guy with a great body, it's my 75 year old uncle! What a slut!” She became angry, at herself and at Ted. She got up, and started changing. He made as if to move. “You stay where you are!” she snapped. He laid there, naked, his cock glistening with her juices, her knickers still d****d over his face, his hands tied to the bedposts. When she was ready, she unfastened one of his ties. “You can undo the other one when I've gone. Don't make a move until you hear the front door slam, d'you hear?” He nodded his head. She suddenly remembered her phone, with the camera still recording everything. She grabbed it and made her way downstairs, and drove home with her uncle's sperm gradually oozing out of her, which repulsed her even more.
Mike's reaction to watching the video that night was calm, to say the least. He'd just watched his wife in the throes of ecstasy fucking her uncle, and now she was watching his face to gauge his reaction. He turned and smiled at her. “God, I feel such a slut! I don't know what came over me! It was like...like I was someone else....I can't explain it.” she burst out. He smiled again “You obviously enjoyed yourself, so what's the problem? And wow, you looked amazing, dressed in that basque and stockings and riding him like that........and pushing your knickers into his face......wow!” Mike exclaimed. “Yes, a slut's outfit for a slut!” Jan retorted. His calm acceptance of the situation was puzzling, and also slightly annoying to her. It was if she wanted to him to get angry, to shout, to reprimand her for being such a tart, a slut. Instead, he looked thoughtfully at her. “Look love, like I said, you so obviously enjoyed it, I loved watching it, seeing you have such a great time, and as for Ted....yes, I think you could say he enjoyed himself! So just stop all this guilt, eh? We're all grown ups...just go for it!” She stared at him, shook her head and said “I can't believe how calmly you are taking it. Many men would haven kicked their wife out for what I've done.” He smiled “If you'd done it deceitfully, behind my back, I would be different. But you haven't. You've recorded it all and shown me everything that you've done. And I'd Ok'd it with you, hadn't ? So you've done nothing wrong. Just had a bloody good time, with my full knowledge and consent. So just carry on. I love watching the videos, and it certainly gets me going” He reached for her hand and put it on his erection. “Come on, it's my turn now!”
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