Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Title: Madeline Author: Yvonne & Thomas (yut@gmx.net) Part: Chapter 1 of 1 Keywords: MF, cheat, humil, voyeur, slut, nylon Redistribution: Allowed, but with restrictions: redistribution is permitted only to ASSTR and other free story-sites, NOT commercial story-sites Summary: Madeline is a very attractive, but stuck-up woman. Her expensive life-style was paid from a very wealthy, but old man. She ,services' him very seldom, and he enjoys his humilating mistress ... until she met his very attractive son. Special thanks to titan001 for his good job in proofreading this story. *** Madeline Madeline stepped out of the shower. Her shoulder length, jet-black hair stuck wetly to her head. She toweled her perfect body dry and then used a very expensive body-lotion. After drying her hair, she went to the bedroom, still naked and sat down in front of the mirror. With very expensive makeup she accentuated the color of her face discreetly. Just her lipstick has a strong color and made her sexy lips still sexier. Her beautiful, but cold eyes needed just a short stroke of eyeliner, then she was contented with her face. Next she placed her hands under her round, apple-sized breasts and lifted them up. 'Do I need a bra today?' she asked herself as her thumbs rubbed over her dark nipples until they stuck out hard. She decided to go without a bra and intensified the color of her nipples with the dark lipstick. After that she took a silky, french knickers and a super tight g-string out off her drawer, looked at them and considering which one was more suitable for todays event. Next she looked at her thick, black pussy hair. It was a wide triangle, because the last few weeks she had felt in the mood for 'wearing' her pussy-hair wildly and uncut. She put the g-string on and enjoyed the feeling of the small string between her firm, round ass-cheeks. Not able to decide, she stripped off the g-string and took the french knickers. Before she pulled them over her slim legs, she took her expensive perfume and sprayed it in her pussy hair. As her knickers covered her lower body, she pulled at the material, so it was tugged up between her ass-cheeks. Instinctively, her hands passed over her flat belly down between her legs, pressing the thin material against her soft pussy-lips. Madeline immediately got wet and moaned silently. Though it was a sexy sight, Madeline wasn't satisfied with the result and she again stripped the knickers off to choose the g-string finally. 'Yes, that looked a lot sexier' she hissed, as she checked the sight again. Her dark triangle was visible through the lacy material and her pussy hair was also coming out both sides of the small triangular piece of fabric. Again she thought about shaving the edges of her bush - but no, tonight she wanted to look and feel very naughty and her hairy pussy expressed exactly how she felt. It was the glaring contrast to her well-groomed phenotype. She smiled to herself as her hand repeatedly stroked over her pussy while her other hand was pinching her erect nipples. Unfortunately, she has to be a 'good girl' now, but she was sure she would get her compensation later. Next follows the decision between stockings with garter-belt and pantyhose. She took the sheer, black pantyhose out of the drawer and inspected them. They had a black line at the backside which would make her long, slim legs appear even longer. The crotch off the hose consisted of two layers of thin material, without concealing to much of her skin or panties. She always used pantyhose which were a little bit to small, because she felt 'so wicked', when the material clung tightly to her body. As she put the hose on, she looked over her shoulder to check the straightness of the black line and the fitting between her legs. Madeline bent over and also checked the sight, a male observer gets, when she presented her delicious backside this way. Then she took a silky, white sleeveless shirt out of her wardrobe. It was skintight and shiny. Her erect nipples were punching through the material and the darkness of them was also clearly visible. She smiled about the delicious sight of her round, fleshy, but not too big tits under the shirt. She grabbed under her arms and again stroked over her nipples. Then she put on a super tight black skirt that ended mid-thigh. It wasn't too short, so she wouldn't look cheep. It has the classy elegance she wanted to present. Completing her outfit were black patent-leather high-heels which accentuated the sexy outfit still more. Madeline got incredibly horny during her dressing ceremony and couldn't await the start of her evening. She grabbed a short coat and left the room. *** Meanwhile, fifty seven year old George Harper was waiting in Madeline's living-room for almost one hour. Though he was a very aggressive, impatient business-man, he wasn't angry about her delay. He knew, one wrong word or gesture and the heavenly creature he adored so much, would kick him out of her life. He was willing to give her everything he could, his respectable fortune, his love and, not at least, his obsequiousness. And he knew also, that this thirty one year old, super sexy woman was shameless in taking everything he offered her. "Madeline" he greeted her warmly and jumped of the armchair as she entered the living-room. "Sorry, that you have to wait so long" she spoke with a non-regrettable tone and while letting him kiss her right and her left cheek. "I tried to be quick, but I couldn't decide what I should wear for you. We have to go shopping this week." "Sure" he replied, knowing that this would cost him a few thousand dollars (in spite of the fact that her drawer was full of new, expensive clothing). Then his eyes wandered over her exquisite outfit. He tried to imagine how she would look under those accentuating clothes. Though they had a 'relationship' for over three months, Madeline hadn't allowed him to see her naked. But with her teasing behavior she made his blood boil almost every time they were together. Every time he was in her apartment, he tried to make advances to her: "We're early. What do you think, if we stay here for a while instead of waiting for our table in a restaurant?" "It's o.k. with me" she replied coldly, "but only if you don't try to seduce me in your ... clumsy way." George smiled, trying to ignore the refusal of his whishes. "By the way, shouldn't we pick up Marty on our way to the restaurant?" This evening, George wanted to introduce his son to her. Marty was the son of his second marriage and his only child. Tonight he wanted to tell him about his planned marriage with the beautiful Madeline. "I told him, we'll be at his apartment at eight o'clock. Enough time to ... talk a little bit" he tried it again. "O.K., let's talk" she said in a bored tone and sat down on the sofa. George took place beside her and placed his hand on her left thigh. "I just wanna do something to you to relax" he whispered in her ear, slowly moved his hand upwards. Madeline looked at his hand with a threatening expression in her face. "That doesn't relax me very much" she snapped. "Then tell me, what should I do?" "If you were man enough, you will know that without my suggestion."George slides from the sofa and knelt before her, slowly rubbing his hands over her shin. "That's better" Madeline whispered, sneering and let her high heel drop from her right foot. George immediately started to rub her foot, then lifted it to his face and pressed his lips on her foot. "Mmmh, yess, you're doing a good job ... it relaxes me" she purred while she slipped the other shoe from her foot. Then she placed her right foot on his leg and shoved him upwards 'til she touched his erect cock under his trousers. George moaned, and then dared to stop kissing her foot. "Won't you strip off those pantyhose. I'm sure you and I will enjoy it more, if you will allow me to kiss your naked foot." "We will have enough time for that, when we come home" she replied and shoved her toes in his mouth. He moaned, as she simultaneously kneaded his cock with her other foot. After a few seconds of licking her toes he stopped, looking at her with a special expression on his face. "Actually, I wanted to do that, after we talked to Marty about our marriage, but I think, NOW is the better moment..." He saw her questioning face and then he put a little box off his pocket and handed it to Madeline. "Take it as a sign of my love to you" he spoke in a romantic tone. Madeline opened the box and her eyes became a dreamy expression. It was a ring and it held a big brilliant diamond. After one second of secretly estimating the price of that ring, Madeline smiled brightly and then slid down on to George's lap. "Oh, sweetheart, you're so nice. I've never gotten such a beautiful ring before." Then she kissed him, first his cheeks and then on his lips (which she did beforehand only on rare occasions). Then she recognized his will of reciprocal return and she knew that she had to keep him in this good mood. After a long, erotic eye-contact, she bent forward and shoved her warm, wet tongue in his mouth. George never received a kiss that way from her and was surprised, how excited she made him with her tongue. She slurped at his tongue, sucking on his lips and used a lot of saliva as she felt how turned on he got by that. Simultaneously she grinded her lower body against his throbbing cock and let him feel how hot she was between her legs. Then she broke the kiss. "Under the circumstances," she whispered in his ear, "what do you mean: Should I strip off the pantyhose and let you lick my toes." She saw the disappointed expression in George's face. He expected a lot more than licking her toes. Especially because he paid a small fortune for this diamond. Madeline recognized his expression and quickly supplemented her offer. "For now, because we haven't much time. I hope, our visit at the restaurant doesn't last long, because I wanted to allow you something very special tonight..." George waited for a explanation. "... what do you think if I place the ring in my panties now. And when we come home, you can take it out of my panties and put it on my fingers..." George breathed hard by her kinky idea. Madeline stood up and shoved her skirt up over her round hips. His eyes hung on her fingers as she took the ring, pulled at the waistband of her pantyhose, then her panties and dropped the ring inside. It now rested between her thick pussy-hair and her skimpy panties. Then she pushed her hands inside her panties to place them properly between her legs. This moment lasted only a few seconds and then she pulled her skirt downwards, looking in his amazed eyes. "Don't you like the place my new ring has now?" she asked and caressed his mouth with the hand that was seconds before in her panties. George gulped hard, resisting the urge to cancel the restaurant and the meeting with Marty. "Let's go" Madeline spoke in a cooler voice, "I'm looking forward to meeting your, and my, son." *** Marty opened the door of his apartment to welcome his father with his new girlfriend. He almost fell backwards as he saw her. He knew that his father's money made him able to get beautiful women, but this horny bitch was the best he ever was introduced to. She was not like the last two girlfriends of is father. This one was hotter and had the cool, self-confident appearance he liked so much. He was sure that her face signaled more than sympathy as she greeted him. The handshake was longer than necessary and she looked into his eyes the whole time, as his father introduced them to each other. They drove with his father's limo to the restaurant and Marty used every chance to lay his eyes on this hot bitch's body. The way she talked and moved - everything she does, seemed to make man (or especially him) weak and willing to touch her. While they ate, Marty couldn't keep his eyes from her. The way she was speaking with the waiter, the precious movements and not at least, the way she wiggled his father around her finger... More and more he noticed a growing eye-contact and a more flirtuous tone while she spoke to him. Marty went into this game, but he also had to remind himself that the person he talked to was, maybe, his new mother. Suddenly he felt something touching his leg under the table. The contact was smoothly moving over his shin upwards to his knee. Madeline was talking to the waiter, hearing his recommendations for the wine. He looked carefully under the table and saw her nylon-clad foot stroking over his leg. His cock was immediately hard, but he also looked over to his father, looking to see if he guessed what his new wife was doing with him. Madeline changed her position in the chair and after that, Marty felt her feet above his legs, slowly stroking upwards. She smiled at him broadly and then started a conversation about his future-plans. Marty wasn't able to answer properly and was glad, his father made the conversation instead of him. That gave him the opportunity to touch her feet with his hand and pull them closer to his crotch. He also changed his position and now her foot touched his erect cock. He felt the contact like a bolt of lightning. Madeline just smiled about his reaction and increased the pressure of her foot. The moment, his father made his way to the restroom, Marty's blood started to boil. He was fighting with his conscience these advances Madeline made to him but she left him no decision. "There seemed to be some essential differences between you and your father" she whispered to him, mentioned his big, erect cock she felt under his trousers. "It seems, that you'll want to explore these differences" he answered and felt a growing horniness. "With pleasure, if you let me" she cooed and licked seductively over her red lips. "If I let you? You're kidding. Name me time and location and I'll be there instantly." "You seemed to be smart and quick. I hope, you're ... strong, too." "I'm strong in every way" he answered with a quivering voice and pressed her feet firmly against his cock. "And I hope, you are able to handle my strength." "Be sure, I am" she answered provocatively. "To be exact, right now I'm so horny and wet, I'd fuck your brains out under the table." This moment, George returned back to the table. "Let's see, if we find the right occasion. And should I call you 'Mum'?" he answered loudly. Everyone laughed, but just poor George was laughing about the 'Mum'-joke from his son. After their meal, George forced them to end that family-meeting, because he wanted to be alone with Madeline. They went to the car and made their way back to Marty's apartment. "Do you want to see my apartment" Marty asked on the way. George replied that they would be glad to do it next week, but Madeline had the opposite opinion. "Oh c'mon honey, just a few minutes" she pleaded George, "and then we can drive to my apartment and have a really nice evening." She whispered the second part of her statement in his ear and licked over his earlobe with the result that George gave in. In Marty's apartment he showed them the kitchen and the living room, when suddenly George's cell-phone rang. George rolled his eyes, because he saw the number of his office. Then he took the call but wasn't able to hear his employee. To receive him better, he went to the window, opened it and gave instructions to him. Madeline only waited a few seconds, and then signaled George, that she wanted to continue looking at the apartment with Marty. Marty understood promptly and made his way with Madeline along the corridor to the bedroom. While they walked side by side, Madeline spoke, without looking in his direction: "Now you can prove if you're as quick and strong as you said." Marty grabbed her arm and turned her around. Then he pressed his mouth to hers and kissed her passionately. He welcomed her warm tongue which was darting in his mouth and then he felt her body grinding against his. "No time for romance, you have to fuck me now" she hissed and lead him in the next room. Marty stood behind her and gripped her tits, kneading the naked flesh under the thin material of her shirt. But Madeline pushed him away and leaned against the wall. She pressed her hands sideways on her hips and then pulled the tight skirt upwards. Marty saw, with his mouth open, more and more of her long legs 'til she exposed her ass under the black pantyhose. Madeline's hands now pulled her pantyhose and panties down to her ankles and presented him her perfect, fleshy round ass. Meanwhile, Marty had opened his trousers and took a step towards her. His cock twitched at the arousing sight of her sexy ass cheeks and her hairy pussy from behind. "C'mon, stick your nice cock in my tiny pussy" she sighed, "fuck your 'new Mom' ... hard!" Marty needed no further encouragement. He placed the tip of his hard cock against her hot, wet pussy-lips and then pushed it in with a hard move. Madeline moaned out loud and came immediately as she felt Marty's big cock. Then she pushed her ass against him to get fucked at a fast rhythm and Marty did as she requested. They still heard George talking on the phone, but they knew also, that the call could be over any second. They were aware of the danger of being discovered, but Marty anyway wasn't able to hold his orgasm back for longer. "Yessss, shoot your load in me" she moaned, "fill me up with your sperm..." "Oh godddd" Marty sighed as he felt his balls twitching and the first load of sperm spraying out of his cock in her tight pussy. Right in that moment, George ended his call and they heard him close the window. Marty added another four of five shoots of his jism and flooded her cunt thoroughly. Then Madeline quickly pushed him away and pulled her pantyhose and panties up and paid attention, that the expensive ring, George gave her hours before, kept his old place between her legs. She turned around and saw Marty stuffing his still erect cock in his trousers. Right in the moment, George entered the bedroom, Madeline had pulled down the tight skirt. Both faces were glowing from the strain of their quicky and they breathed hard. George looked at them with a little astonishment, but before he could ask awkward questions, Madeline took the initiative. "A nice apartment Marty, really, but now we have to go. I have to talk with your Daddy about some details about our marriage." She went to George, kissed him on the cheek and then pressed her body against his in a very seductive way. George smiled broadly and was sure, his son envied him, because HE was on the way to be alone with this gorgeous, sexy woman. As they were in the limousine on their way to her apartment, George couldn't keep his fingers from her. "Keep cool, big boy, our evening is very long", she cooed, but stroked slightly over the big bulge in his trousers. She wanted to make him crazy for lust and whispered dirty things in his ear. "A very long evening, where you will get what you deserve. Your little Madeline is very hot now and needs a lot of attention from you. Huuh, if you could imagine how it feels in my panties right now - and not just about the pretty ring in it ..." George breathed hard at this statement and carefully stroked her tits through the thin fabric. He had to slow down himself, because he wasn't able to be 'strong' for a long time with his present state of arousal. They were on the stairs to her apartment and Madeline was swinging her hips on every step. George's mouth was watering at seeing her long legs and her sexy ass under the tight skirt. George couldn't resist stretching out his hand and feeling her inner thighs while they walked. Madeline stopped and moaned provocatively and obliviously enjoyed the touch of his hand. "Uuuh George, you naughty boy! Couldn't you wait 'til we're inside?" George was happy that she acted so sexually accessible, in a way, she hadn't done before. "Hmm, sweetheart, I just wanted to check, if the ring is still in his place." "Why shouldn't it? Do you think Marty could take it away?" she hinted George gulped hard by her 'sarcastic' comment. Then they were in the corridor and George wanted to embrace and kiss her, but Madeline led him in the living room and pushed him on the sofa. "And what do you have in mind now?" she tempted him. "Oh, that's easy" he answered with a shuddering voice. "I want to put the ring on your finger, but therefore, you promised, I had something to do..." he answered with a horny grin. Madeline got a strange expression on her face. "Hmmh, I'm not sure if I couldn't let you do that ... no, no I can't" she answered and observed George's face. He looked disappointed, not understanding her actual manner. "But ... why can't you?" he asked unsure. Madeline smiled warmly at him. "Sorry, but it's impossible, I simply feel too ... dirty ... and ... squishy between my leg's. My pussy is sooo ... smelly and my panties are soiled. I can't allow you to touch me on that way ..." She whispered these words with a very seductive voice and George understood, that her 'I can't let you' was just a game. "Oh, that doesn't matter" he replied with relief in his voice. "You're sure?" she still acted the ashamed woman, but now stepped closer to him. He was sitting on the sofa and eye-level with her hips. He looked upwards in her face, which expressed pure frivolity. He stretched out his hands and touched her leg close on top of her knees. He raised his hand upwards 'til her tight skirt stopped his move. He wasn't able to touch her pussy and he looked at her, silently pleading. "Now, if you're that sure ..." she sighed and slowly peeled her skirt up. He looked fascinated as more and more of her sexy legs were visible and then he saw her pussy the first time, just clad with nylon and panties. He inhaled deeply as he saw her black pussy hair peeking off the sides of her skimpy panties. "Do you like what you see" she asked and stepped closer to him. George only gulped, letting his hands wander over her pussy. "Uuuh, Georgy, you make me so ... wicked, when you touch me that way. Do you feel, how wet I am? Do you feel it ... even through my panties and my hose" she cooed and moved her hips in circular motions. With shaky hands he pulled at the waistband of her pantyhose and tried to pull it down. "Oh, let me help you with that" she stopped him, "but would you be so gentle and place your mouth on my pussy - through the hose. Tell me, how much you like my fragrance." Happily George bent forwards and pressed his face against her pussy. Madeline heard him inhale deeply. "Oh Madeline, the smell of your pussy is heavenly, I can't get enough from you." "You really like it, don't you? You like the fragrance of a woman, who is hot, very hot and wet, yes?" Instead of an answer, George inhaled again and then licked over her pantyhose, right between her legs. Then Madeline gripped the waistband of her pantyhose and slowly pulled it down. George was fascinated by the way she moved. It looked so ... experienced, like she had did it thousand times before and improved her movements to arouse men. With her pantyhose around her ankles, she spread her legs as far as the waistband allowed, giving George a still better view on her pussy. Though he liked completely shaved pussies on his former women, George was fascinated by the tick, black bush of her pussy and that it couldn't be covered by the tiny panties. Then he discovered the wet spot between her legs and saw, how the see-through material clung at her pussy. "Is everything o.k.?" she asked, smiling about his fascination. Then she took his hand and pressed it right on the wet spot between her legs. "Do you feel the ring? Through my nice, thick pussy-hair?" she hissed and enjoyed it much more, when George made the moves by himself. Her freshly-fucked pussy was still aroused and she felt a small orgasm hit her body. "Madeline" he moaned, barely unable to control his voice. "That feels so ... incredible ... so arousing ... I never had a more exciting moment in my life..." "... and that's not the end" she answered and slowly pulled his head close to her pussy. "Yes, strong lover, lick me through my soaked panties, let me feel your tongue" she demanded. George stuck his tongue out and pressed it against her panties (which were drenched with her pussy-juice and his son's semen). Another small orgasm hit her body and she thought about accelerating her game, because she needed to be fucked. "Won't you pull my panties aside and eat me out properly?" she moaned, barely able to speak. "I'm sure, you're glad to drink my juices" she added, thinking that he would also drink Marty's spunk. Instantly she felt his hand pulling her panties aside. A stream of combined juices flew of her pussy and were running down her legs. Her hair was matted against her swollen pussy-lips and the new diamond ring peeked out at them. "Oh Madeline, you're really aroused" he spoke out as he saw her juices flowing. He felt flattered, because he was sure that it was from his male aura. He took the ring away and then licked with his wide-spread tongue over her pussy-lips. He was surprised, how loud she moaned and how quick she got her orgasm but then he continued to lick of all the juices between her lips. As he felt, that her silent orgasm didn't stop, he continued licking her juices of her pussy hair. His tongue combed through the thick bush and he couldn't get enough of her delicious nectar. Slowly Madeline's orgasm ended and George was happy to satisfy this adorable woman so much. She still stood before him and he thought about fucking her instantly, but he wasn't sure, if she would like that in her present state. Madeline stepped away and then bent her upper body over the backrest of the sofa. "Uuuh, George, you really made me tired" she sighed, but simultaneously presenting him a wicked sight, standing with her precious ass sticking out, her skirt around her hips, her pantyhose around her ankles and her panties pulled to the side. George interpreted her posture as an invitation. He stood up with the joyful anticipation of fucking that hot-blooded woman for the first time. Madeline saw him standing up and open his trousers. His erect cock sprang free and she saw the precum at his tip. Without words, he stepped behind her and he came very close to her pussy. But suddenly, Madeline turned her head and stopped him. "Oh sorry, George" she sighed, "but you can't put your cock in my sweet pussy now. You made me almost sore with your expert tongue-licking. Please, give me a short rest." George was disappointed. He again had the feeling, that Madeline wanted to tease him to the max. But then she added: "Why don't you continue your licking? This time, it would be very nice, if you would push your tongue between my ... ass-cheeks" she purred. "Or don't you like my ass?" George hesitated. He didn't want to be her sex-slave, but he also lusted for her delicious ass and also wanted to satisfy her in every way. Then his hands wandered downwards to her ass. "Uhhh yessss" she purred, "kneel down behind me, yessss" she commanded. George did so. "Mmmh, yeah, and now spread my ass-cheeks with your strong hands" she pleaded and sticked her ass in his direction. Again George followed her instruction. Then he bent forwards and buried his face between her firm, round ass-cheeks. "Uuhhh, that feels so gooooodd, c'monnn, lick my asshole, lick me really good" she commented without pausing and again felt the shiver of an orgasm running through her body. After a few minutes of his eager licking, she lay completely satisfied and tired on the back of the sofa, just slowly rotating with her hips and enjoying George's continued licking. He felt very aroused and fought back the need to rape her, to ram his steel-hard cock in her tight pussy while she rested in her seductive position in front of him. Instead, he stood up, pressed his lower body against her ass and smoothly indicated his whishes. Madeline just purred, then stood up and went slowly to the kitchen. George looked after her and his cock again twitched by the sight she gave with her long legs in high-heels, walking with her skirt wrapped around her hips. Still in this state she came back with a bottle of Champaign and two glasses. Meanwhile George sat on the sofa and looked at her exposed hairy-triangle while she poured Champaign in their glasses. She gave him one glass and then, instead of drinking, she let the expensive drink spill over her chin. The Champaign was running over her upper body and then gathered in her pussy and dribbled down between her legs. George again got aroused by that sight and without Madeline's invitation, he bent forwards and pressed his face on her thick bush. She sighed as she felt him eagerly sucking the expensive Champaign off her pussy-hair. She offered him her soaked cunt by pressing her hips in his face. Then she pulled at his arm so he was standing in front of her. George interpreted this gesture as a sign, that she now wanted his cock. Madeline wiggled her left leg around his hip and grinded her pussy against his cock. She shoved her hand between their bodies, grabbed his throbbing cock and started to wank him with a hard grip. "Do you want to put that thing in my Champaign-flooded pussy?" she whispered and gripped his cock harder. "Do you want your big cock coated with french Champaign and a lot of french pussy-juice? Tell me" she demanded and rubbed the tip of his cock over her swollen lips. "Yes Madeline, pull me inside your sweet pussy" he pleaded and grounded his hips against hers. "Do you promise, not to shoot too fast?" she again asked and pulled his cock nearer, so he could feel the heat between her legs. He nodded again. "But first, tell me, how delicious it feels down there ... how much you enjoy, touching my wet and very excited pussy ... c'mon, press your hand between my legs" she moaned. Disappointed that she held him still out, but also excited to touch her pussy, he stretched his hand downwards and placed his hand on her dripping lips. Madeline panted and then pushed her tongue between his lips. "You have to wait just a few seconds" she moaned in his mouth, "because this Champaign always made me ... want to pee ..." And then she pushed her hips against him. A few seconds later, George felt a warm stream of piss oozing off her aroused pussy. She looked him deep in the eyes, enjoying his expression with was a mixture of surprise and excitement. He kept his hand between her legs, ignoring that her warm fluid was ruining his suit. He saw that she got her next orgasm and he knew that it was just because she had done this kinky thing to him. He felt her warm pee continuously running over his hand and down his leg and felt both, excited and humiliated. But now he couldn't hold on any longer. George pushed her hand away and then rammed his cock in her still dripping pussy. Madeline howled out and then demanded with a harsh voice that he should fuck her hard. Almost at the edge of his orgasm, he rammed his cock inside her wet channel and with his hands he gripped her round firm ass-cheeks. His cock felt so squeezed in her hot wetness, he couldn't delay his orgasm and seconds later her erupted in her warm pussy. "George, you beast" she hissed at him while his last spasms subsided. She milked his cum-oozing cock with her strong inner muscles and smiled at him appreciating. By this experience he was sure that this 'brutal' way was the key to impress her, but only seconds later the cold expression in her face told him he was wrong. "What do you think you are?" she scolded him and pushed his body away. He had lost his sexual energy and with that his aggressiveness. He almost felt scared of her sanctions. "I'm not one of the cheap bitches you use, when you want to dump your load. Never, and listen very carefully, never put your stupid cock in my delicious pussy without my permission" she threatened him with a angry voice. Then she went with quick steps to the bathroom and locked the door. George felt bad. How could he do this to the woman he adored so much. This precious woman, who had given him so many delightful moments without that pure sex. Moments of concealed enjoyment - and he had destroyed that wonderful relationship. Thirty minutes later, George still sat on the sofa, thinking about what he had done, the door opened and Madeline entered the room. Completely ignoring him, she grabbed her cell-phone and dialed. "Hi Marty, here's Madeline. Listen, your father and I have told you about our planned marriage. George's still sitting here but he's going to leave me now. Would you be so nice and come over - I've to talk to you. ... Yes, oh nice. See you ... bye." George looked surprised and shocked at Madeline. He wondered, why she wanted to talk with his son, the man, she was introduced to just a few hours before. Right at the moment he wanted to ask her, she stopped him. "You wanted to go now, didn't you?" she snapped and pointed to the door. He went to the door, unopposed. He wanted to apologize, before he went off her apartment, but she turned away from him and made her way to her bedroom. Curiously he looked after her and saw, how she had stripped her dressing-gown. Slightly shocked, he recognized that she had shaved her thick pussy-hair. He saw, that it was now a smaller area of her black pussy-hair, maybe one inch in width and also trimmed in length. Madeline looked at him, waiting for him to leave her apartment. She just smiled as he opened the door. Of the corner of his eyes he saw her hand wandering between her smooth legs. Outside her apartment his heart beat. What was she going to do with Marty? Was she going to hurt him? No, that was impossible. She only knew him for a short time and he thought back how much time he needed to just kiss her or to stroke her the first time. He was sure, that she just wanted to talk to the young man, maybe to learn something about his father. He couldn't leave the building now. George was looking down the hall and saw the window which lead to the emergency exit. He opened the window and stepped outside. Then he went outside back to her apartment. The curtains were open and he had a view at her living-room and her kitchen. More, he was sure, he didn't need to observe them. *** George saw Madeline walking through her apartment, just clothed in a breathtaking, skintight bodysuit. It was black, see-through, almost nylon material and he also saw, that she didn't wear anything under it. Her ample breasts with their erect nipples were also seen as her freshly trimmed pubic-hair and he wondered, how long she would wait, 'til she dressed in more decent clothes. Time goes by and he only saw her adding her high-heels to that shiny suit, so she looked still more revealing to him (and would also to his son). She freshened her make-up in the big mirror in the living-room and then, the door-bell rings. To George's dismay, Madeline kept her naughty clothing without additional coverage. No, she just checked her super-sexy appearance finally in the mirror, tweaked her nipples through the fabric and then went to the door. Marty entered her apartment, obliviously pleased by the sight, this gorgeous women offered him. George expected a gentle hello, but instead, Marty hugged her and they started a very passionate kiss. Madeline's tongue shot into Marty's mouth and he licked it with an obscene gesture. Simultaneously his right hand wandered between her legs where was welcomed by her, because she lewdly spread her thighs. She moaned passionately in his mouth and enjoyed Marty's impatient attack. George wanted to die instantly. The love of his life, the woman he adored so much, was having sex with his son, a man, she only knew for a few hours. But though this disappointed feeling, he also felt something arousing, as he saw that young couple. He pressed his ear against the window, eager to hear listen, but except for an excited giggle from her, he wasn't able to hear anything. Instead, he saw Marty kneeling down in front of her and eating her pussy through her thin suit. She spread her legs even wider to give him better access to her, George was sure, dripping wet pussy. Marty licked over the material and drenched it with his saliva, though it was wet from the inside from her pussy. He stopped licking and said something to her. George was sure it was about her 'new hairstyle' and then she turned around, so he could lick her voluptuous ass. Madeline knelt down on the carpet and presented him her ass in a very wicked way. She rolled her eyes as she felt his hungry mouth on her ass and between her legs. Then she turned around and opened his trousers with heated movements. She ripped his boxer-shorts open and pulled his big cock out, just to suck it in her hungry mouth with one move. She slurped his cock in a very obscene way and kneaded his balls. George wondered how his son could stand this exciting attack without shooting his load too fast (what he didn't know was, that Marty unloaded his balls in her pussy just a few hours before). Then she opened the upper three buttons of her suit and placed his fat cock between her round tits. He fucked her tits with hard thrusts and they both moaned by the excitement of their wicked game. After that, Marty pulled Madeline up and made her bend over the sofa. He found the lower end of the zipper between her legs, opened it and exposed her swollen, dripping pussy-lips. He skipped the urge to lick her pussy again and shoved his big cock in her tight pussy with one, hard thrust. Madeline moaned out loud as she felt Marty's hard, pumping rhythm. She answered his movement by rotating her hips and kneading his balls between her legs. While they fucked like rabbits, George saw, how she grabbed the cell-phone from the sofa. A moment later, his own phone was ringing and he saw simultaneously, how she signed Marty to act quietly. He answered the phone and heard her, surprisingly, quiet voice, while he saw her also speak in the phone. "Hi darling, it's me, Madeline. I just wanna tell you, that I feel sorry about our little ... fight." George couldn't believe it. Madeline pleaded him to forgive her while she had the cock of his own son in her pussy. But what he saw through the window excited him too much. Marty fucked her with slow, steady motions and her tits were swinging to their rhythm. She continued speaking in her sweetest voice to George, while she kept a horny eye-contact with Marty over her shoulder. George was thinking about forgiving her while he saw Marty, pulling his glistening cock off her wet entrance. "George, please, come over to my apartment again. I love you and I want everything o.k. between us" she again pleaded him. While she spoke, she turned around and knelt on the carpet. Marty stood before her and she wanked his big cock, aiming the tip in her face. "Tell me, will you come over now?" she asked again and now was licking over the tip of Marty's cock while her hand jerked him with very quick motions. "Yes, I'll come to you, but I need ... a while" he answered with a quivering voice. Right in that moment, Marty's cock erupted and he sprayed a big load of jism in her face. The thick white sperm was on her eyelids, her nose, her cheeks, in her open mouth and was running down her chin. Madeline first licked the hot cum from her lips and then cleaned Marty's cock with her mouth. "When will you come exactly" she asked as she finished cleaning the mess off his cock. She rubbed his sperm in her face and then wiped her hands clean on her tits. Again she shoved his still erect cock in her mouth. George wasn't able to answer her. This sight was too arousing and he resisted the urge to intrude in her apartment. In his mind, he was fucking her wildly, punishing her for cheating at him with his own son, but then he knew, he wasn't strong enough. "I'll be at your apartment in approximately one hour" he answered with a dry voice and hung up. He saw them both laughing about their kinky game but they seemed also horny enough for a second round. Marty laid down on his back, looking up at Madeline and seeing her pumping his cock with one hand while she licked the tip. Then she knelt over him, held her suit open and sat down on his upright cock. Slowly she sank down, impaling her body on his hard rod. Marty was able to push his hands in her suit and kneed her firm ass-cheeks. She rode his cock, shoving it in her tight channel 'til the end then let it slip almost out her stretched hole. She had an absent look in her face in spite of her arousal. She always enjoyed being on top and determine the rhythm. Then she took his hands and placed them on her tits, signaling him that he should kneed her sensitive nipples. She felt Marty's second orgasm coming and pressed him with her inner muscles so she also increased the stimulation for her highly aroused cunt. Then Marty's whole body twitched and he shoot another big load, this time filling her tight, wet cunt. Madeline rested her body on his for a few minutes and then slowly went off his body. She immediately closed the zipper between her legs to keep their combined juices in and around her drenched pussy. Then she whispered something to him, licked her juices once more off his cock. Minutes later she led him to the door of her apartment and kissed him goodbye. After his son was gone, George observed her further. All the time he was rubbing his cock, trying to fight down the urge to cum. Now he expected she would take a shower after the wet sex she had, but Madeline just sat down on the sofa, reading in a magazine. With shaky legs he again rang her doorbell, unsure what he should do with this cheating bitch. Madeline greeted him with her sweetest smile, hugged him and pressed her body against his in a seductive way. George registered the smell of hot, steamy sex on her body. The fragrance of her pussy-juice as well as his son's sperm filled his nostrils. "I just wanted to tell you, how sorry I am. I've made you angry and disappointed with my... very brusque and egoistic manner" she apologized and led him to the sofa. She sat on his lap and pressed her tits against his upper body. George registered the cum-stains on her tits through the transparent fabric and it made him incredible horny. "How can I make everything good between us?" she asked in her girlies-voice as she saw his greedy glances. "Should I allow you to lick my nice tits? ... yes?" she asked breathless, and opened the zipper without waiting his comment. Then she grabbed her right tit and offered it to him with a very obscene gesture. "C'mon sweetheart, lick my sweet titties" she sight and pressed them in his face. George couldn't resist. He pressed his mouth on the soft flesh of her tits and licked the dried sperm of it. Madeline reacted immediately with loud moaning. She enjoyed his eager tongue which cleaned the remnants of her lovemaking with Marty. *** What George didn't know was the fact that she knew about his spying form outside. She had heard him in front of the window and made this sexy show with Marty only to test him. Now she enjoyed his fetish of licking his son's sperm of her body and she was sure, she wanted to live her and his kinky fantasies for a while. *** "Uhh Georgy, you make me feel very nasty if you lick my tits with your expert tongue" she purred. "If I imagine the other places your tongue should explore on my body, I feel still hornier." With those words she took his hand and placed it between her legs, directly above the completely sperm-drenched fabric. "Do you feel how wet I am? How aroused my sweet, innocent pussy is?" she hissed with breathless voice. "Do you want to open that zipper a little bit, so you can push your tongue in my juicy cunt?" George pushed her off his body so she lay with spread legs on the sofa. He knelt before her, fully aroused by the naughty sight she gave him. Pussy juice and white semen were oozing of the small whole in the suit as he opened the zipper just one inch. Then he opened it more and exposed her swollen, well-fucked pussy and he inhaled deeply the nasty smell of hard sex. "Yeah, bend over and lick my juices of" she purred and lifted her hips in his direction. "Don't let my delicious juices spill on the sofa." George dived with his head between her legs and slurped her pussy noisily. Madeline squirmed with delight and reached orgasm after orgasm. She was sure, her new husband will fulfill all her whishes and she would get her pussy licked thoroughly every time she cheated on him.