Horny landlady

In the late 70s, I had just started a new job in Vancouver. I went out looking for a place to rent and totally lucked out. Small but recently renovated and nicely furnished basement suite, private patio, and incredibly well-priced for the location. The landlady (Diane) said she charged a much lower rent than she could because she liked her tenants to sign longer leases. When I moved in she was 38, divorced for about 10 years with a 16-year-old son, while I was 22. She had a thick body, with nice big titties, wide hips, and a big ass. She was somewhat overweight, but far from obese, and a good landlady. She had a very pleasant personality, took care of maintenance issues quickly, and regularly brought down home-cooked leftovers that a kitchen klutz like me really appreciated.

One Friday evening when I got in from work, I encountered her leaving the house for some groceries at the nearby store and she casually mentioned that her son was gone for the weekend on a trip with his football team. I didn’t really think about it and was trying to decide whether to stay in or go to the local pub when I heard her come in the house. A couple of minutes later she knocked on the stairway door and asked if I’d like to come upstairs and join her for a glass of wine. I said sure and she said to come up in a few minutes after she opened the wine.

I knocked on the door and she said to come into the living room. There were two glasses of wine poured and Diane was sitting on the couch dressed in a bathrobe with her feet drawn up underneath her. We started chatting and when she leaned forward I got a good peek at her big tits - they were somewhat saggy but had large brown nipples, already erect. It was clear to me that something nice was probably about to happen!

A little later, Diane shifted for feet and I got a nice look at her dense bush before she closed her thighs. I got a big hard on and she patted the couch beside her and asked me if I’d like to sit there. I went over, took her in my arms, and slid my tongue into her mouth. She pushed hers back at me and grabbed my cock and balls through my jeans while I loosened her robe and filled my hands with her glorious breasts. I leaned over and took an engorged nipple into my mouth. She pressed my head into her and after a minute or so said we should move to her bedroom.

We went in and she threw down the covers on her queen-size bed. She told me to get undressed and that she’d be right back. I was naked and on my back on the bed, big throbbing cock right against my belly when she returned with a big towel wrapped around her body. She went to the window and shut the d****s, then dropped the towel and slid into the bed beside me. My mouth returned to a rock-hard nipple and I moved my hand to her cunt and started playing with her wet slit and hard little clit. Meanwhile, she had grabbed my cock and was somewhat roughly jacking it, spreading my pre-cum over my shaft.

I felt I was getting close to cumming, so I disengaged and brought my head to her megabush. She moaned when my tongue started licking her labia and sucking her clit and she involuntarily began humping herself into me. I kept it up and after maybe five minutes she came, screaming in her pleasure. I had to be inside her!

I rose up between her thick thighs and she drew her legs back, giving me full access to her wet, hairy cunt. I started a steady, medium-paced stroke, sinking my cock balls-deep with every thrust. When I slowed down, she moaned, “Faster, faster! I want you to screw me all night.” I went back to full-speed pumping and soon blasted a shudderingly intense cumload into her snatch. The pleasure was unbelievable, but we both needed more. I kept fucking her without missing a beat. I felt another cum gathering near my balls and started fucking her as quickly as I could. She grunted hoarsely every time my cock hit the bottom of her fuck-tunnel. Finally, I knew I was about to cum again, so I reached down and rubbed her clit while I thrust into her. She yelled, “I’m coming,” and gripped me tightly in her arms as her thighs shot towards the ceiling. I came myself, not so much cum as the first time but it seemed a longer orgasm.

We lay exhausted beside each other and dropped off. I woke maybe an hour later and my cock was hard as a rock, needing more relief. I slid down the sheets, quite wet by now, and rolled Diane onto her back, bringing my mouth to her hot, dripping cunt. There was a smell of cum and cunt juices that I eagerly inhaled as I sucked her cuntlips into my mouth. Our fluids were dripping out of her and I eagerly swallowed them. She moaned, “Oh my God!,” and came again, throwing her cunt up against my mouth. Mad with desire, I re-arranged her on her hands and knees and buried my cock inside her. I fucked like a maniac for a few minutes and got another throbbing nut, as Diane reached back and caressed my balls.

We slept for a few hours and when I woke, I started playing with her clit, wanting to eat her again. She said, “I’m very tender down there, I need some lube.” She propped herself up and opened a drawer on her bedside table. When she took out a bottle of lube, I noticed her substantial collection of vibrators! She squeezed some lube on her fingers and greased up her hot snatch. Then she lay on her side and drew her knees up. I slid in and fucked her shallowly for a bit. I felt a final cumload boiling up and pulled her top thigh over me. She had easy access to my nuts and squeezed them rhythmically as I drained myself of what cum I had left.

I lived there for another year-and-half before she sold up when her son graduated. During that time, we fucked at every opportunity when her son was away and she sometimes came down to my suite in the middle of the night for quiet fucks. She was impressed with my willingness to lick her clit when she was menstruating...wouldn’t let any opportunity go to waste!