Choice Tales from the Vale – (506) The Lusty Landlady on the Swing Seat

 

Christian Harrison was a second-year student at Abbottsford University, and he shared a house with five others, his old school friends Tom Wickens, Sasha Webster and Harry Brown, Harry’s cousin Sian McKeown, her best friend Helen Reynolds.

 

One day at the end of September Christian went over to their Landlady, Anjuli Kurla’s house, which was only a ten-minute walk away, to report a fault on their boiler, he didn’t want to particularly, but no one else was doing anything about it.

But he was glad he went because he caught his skinny Indian landlady fingering herself and ended up fucking her horny arse from behind on the sofa, after that he was a regular consumer of the Indian Buffet.

In early October Downshire was experiencing an Indian Summer and Christian was experiencing it more the most.

He reached the house, which was a substantial detached Victorian building, and he saw her car was on the drive and the windows were open so he knew she was in, so he went through the side gate into the garden which was surrounded by a high red brick wall making the south facing garden a real sun trap.

He proceeded onto the decking and there she was on the swing seat, completely naked except for her jewellery.

Anjuli was a yoga devotee and was extremely limber and flexible, so it was no surprise to find her on the seat with her legs spread wide and her feet braced against the chains while her fingers toiled feverishly amidst her thick black pubes frigging her juicy flesh.

“You started without me again” he said as he hurriedly undressed.

“You’ll soon catch up” she purred.

Christian knelt down in front of her, and he kissed her smiling mouth and as their tongues entwined her fingers ran through his hair and then he felt downward pressure from her hands as she pushed his head downward.

“They’re not the lips I want kissing” she said as his mouth approached her waiting cunny.

Christian’s balls were aching, and he was ready to fuck her, but she wanted his tongue first, so he willingly obliged her, she readily pleasured him during their exchanges, so he was happy to do the same and went down between her caramel-coloured thighs to sup on her hot juicy pussy. 

His tongue worked at the creamy wet flesh and she wriggled and squirmed, as the chains rattled, and she was moaning and gasping until she could wait no longer.

“Fuck me now” she screamed.

“Oh God please fuck me now”.

Christian raised his head and wiped her juice from his mouth with his arm and looked at her with one hand gripping the seat back and the other playing with her dark nipple.

Her legs were still spread wide braced between the chains and her juicy quim was at the perfect height to receive him with her wet pussy on the edge of the seat.

“Now Christian” she said, “I want your cock”.

He immediately obliged her request and she sucked in air through her teeth, then he pulled the swing back and forth sliding her juicy quim on and off his cock and all the time she was biting her lip and rolling her head from side to side as he swung the chair faster and faster and the chains rattled until Anjuli screamed in the garden at the top of her lungs and he erupted in side her.