Prelude To the "Real Thing"

Susan was about to arrive. She would spend a couple of days with us before leaving for Paris where she was attending a seminar on public policies. We haven't seen her for a while and I was curious to see how she had grown up, how did she blossom, what the cute little girl had turn into.

And the result was in plain sight. The cute little girl turned into a beautiful woman, an intense brunette with an attractive body, smooth and curvy.

My attention was immediately drawn to the bulge of her breasts sticking out from beneath a tight grey sweater and stretching the fabric up to the glimpse of a white bra underneath. In fact, she shows one of the most beautiful pair of tits I have seen lately, brought out by the strap of the shoulder bag crossing the chest between them.

I always had this fantasy of being caught masturbating by her or, at least, of her knowing that I masturbated fantasizing about her, while my guts isn't enough to enact a situation that could lead to be caught in the act by her.

And I've decided this was right time to do it.

She spent the night, and the next morning she drove to town to do some shopping before the trip. Taking advantage of her absence, I went into her room and searched the bathroom for the lingerie that she surely stripped off after the shower.

And I was not wrong. There was the lacy white bra she wore the day before, along with the panties on top of the dirty laundry basket. Had not yet picked up the bra and I already started to feel my cock growing in my underpants.

I sniffed it and immediately felt the scent of her body, a fragrance so familiar to me. I slowly wrapped my penis into the straps of the bra and began to masturbate by pulling the ends of the strap, slightly strangling my cock between them, while the head of the penis rubs the soft fabric that coats the bra cups.

Meanwhile, I grabbed her panties and sucked them slowly, sniffing the wonderful fragrance of her juices being released by the wetness of my saliva as it soaks the fabric, on the right spot where she rests her delightfully tight cunt.

Suddenly a shiver runs through my body, looking like all the lust is focused in one place: my swollen cock, almost aching, head throbbing and shining red, almost bursting, furiously rubbing against the inside of the bra cups.

As the orgasm is being formed in my balls, I feel every muscle in my body stiffen, the eyes rolling up in their sockets and a huge load of cum finally spreads inside the bra, while I swallow the saliva that was mixing in my mouth with the juices that came out of her panties, all along the masturbation session.

As usual, I finish eating all the ejaculated sperm, licking the bra cup. It's an exquisite gourmet experience: the bitter sweet taste, the velvety texture, like an oyster being swallowed. Superb sensation.

After finishing the jerking off session, I cleaned the remaining semen of my dick with the thong and left both pieces of lingerie over the laundry basket, where I found them in the first place, and anxiously waited for Susan's reaction when she'd find them.

But that is a story to tell later.