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12-03-2018, 03:23 PM
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Re: My Landlady
Waiting to read new updates.
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#680
14-03-2018, 02:02 PM
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Re: My Landlady
More Exposure - Part 2
I thought quickly what to say to Susan next. Then... Me: Why don’t we have dinner at my school tomorrow. I know it’s canteen food, but some of the stalls are quite good! Cheap some more! Susan: Hmmm... sounds like a good idea. Better than eating alone at home. And your poly’s not too far away. Me: Yup, you could just take the bus and drop off at the bus stop just outside the main gate. We can eat at the canteen just inside the gate, and later I could show you around the place. Susan: Sounds good to me. So you’ll wait for me at the canteen? I’ll probably reach around 6pm. Not too late for you, right? Me: Yeah, that’s fine. I will hang around in school and wait for you. Susan: Thanks, dear. That’s really sweet of you. Now why don’t you go ahread and shower? You must be tired after such a long day. She is placed her hand on my thigh now, rather close to my crotch. Whether it was on purpose or not, I didn’t know. I was beginning to feel excited already, more because of what would happen tomorrow. I went ahead to shower and things proceeded as normal that evening. The next mornjng, I was amazed that I could still pay attention in class, since naughty plans were already forming in my head. Lectures and classes had ended by 3pm, but because I still had plenty of time to kill before dinnertime, I took my time to finish my work in the tutorial class until all my friends had left. I told them I wanted to finish it before going home, and finish it I did! I left the tutorial classroom at about 5pm and made my way to the main entrance bus stop. There were just a few girls chatting at the ground floor wooden bench when I left the building. Most people were already heading in the same direction as I was, as I walked towards the bus stop. I decided it was all right to be there early, just in case Susan arrived early. Neither Susan nor I had a handphone back then, so it would be hard for her to get in touch with me when she arrived. Furthermore, there were plenty of girls to ogle at, since the place was packed with students making their way home. I had always been amazed by how sexily some Singaporean girls dress, coming from a more conservative country across the causeway. It was more so when it came to the Malay girls here (some of them), compared to those back home. Soon, the numbers at the bus stop began to dwindle, and just slightly before 6pm, Susan alighted. I was quite surprised when I saw her, because she was a bit more dressed up than usual. I mean, she was still wearing office clothes, but I had never seen this set before, especially that top she had on. It was a long-sleeved silky and shiny yellow number, with buttons all the way up to the collar. The material was smooth and shiny, and you could already see the clear outline of her bra, as the material tested on her body. Her skirt was more ‘normal’ - a flare skirt with slight pleats which was black in colour. She had to hold on to her skirt with one hand when she alighted, to prevent the wind from exposing more of her lower body than she would have liked! In her other hand, she was clutching her handbag (tote bag?). I immediately rose towards her. Susan: Oh, you’re here already! I was worried how to find you if you didn’t turn up here. Me: Yeah, don’t worry - I won’t let you get lost. Susan smiled sweetly at me. She was still clutching on to her skirt, I noticed. There were gusts of wind at the bus stop, what with the buses and cars swooshing by. We left and made our way back in towards the canteen. Susan looked exceptionally gorgeous that evening. She was even still in her make up, perfume and slight heels. I had not seen her this dolled up before. She even looked like some of those rich tai-tais! Gosh, I was so turned on already!!
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#683
16-03-2018, 10:45 PM
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Re: My Landlady
More Exposure - Part 3
There was a gentle breeze as we walked up the slight hill towards the canteen. Susan walked with a little bit of effort, due to the hill as well as those heels - you could tell she was not used to them. Wonder why she wore those today though; was it because of this ‘dinner date’? I could smell her sweet perfume, and the breeze pressed her blouse against her chest. I could clearly see the outline of her bra. Very nice indeed! We found a small table at the edge of the canteen, which allowed us a view of the slight hill we had walked up - it was a good balance of scenery and privacy. I wasn’t worried at all about bumping into my classmates or lecturers there - I planned to just tell them the truth and say I was having dinner with my landlady! Nothing wrong with that, I thought! But luckily, there canteen was not crowded, and the people who where there were strangers to me. Me: What would you like to have, darl...? I had almost blurted out the word ‘darling’ in public! Susan looked at me with surprise, then smiled. Susan: Oh, just get me what you think is good. I will eat anything you pick for me. And with that, I went off to get dinner from my favoriting Malay Food stall. When we finished our dinner, it wasn’t even close to 7pm yet, but the sky was slowly turning to a dull orange colour. The sun had lost its fiery intensity from earlier, and that softened the sky a little. The evening, plus having Susan seated in front of me, all dressed and dolled up, made this dinner feel.... romantic to me! And what’s more, I don’t even have any homework left to do that day! Susan: So... what shall we do now? When she said that, she propped up with her elbows on the table, and her chin in her hands. And I noticed something else - be amazing bosom was also resting on the table!! The shiny material of her blouse made her chest look even more gorgeous. I gulped instinctively. Me: Well, I had planned to show you around the campus, so that you can see where I study - a tour, if you’d like. Susan flashed her prize-winning smile: Susan: Oooh, sounds great! Come, let’s go then! No hurry to be home anyway... So both of us left the canteen and took a stroll side-by-side towards where the lecture theatres were. It was only a short distance going deeper into the campus, and I pointed out the one which we regularly used, along this whole row of lecture theatres beside the walkway. Susan just smiled and looked around, seeming to take everything in. I also took the chance to take everything in - the view of Susan’s fantastic body, that is! The way she was dressed made her look so classy! It felt like I was secretly seeing another woman altogether! A little distance longer and we arrived at the edge of the tutorial / class room block, which was a 3-storey building. I decided to bring Susan up to the top floor, as it would have the least human traffic. Well there wasn’t many students walking around that that time, but I just wanted to have more ‘privacy’. The students whom we passed didn’t even take a second look at us. There was nothing much to see as this block was just 4 sides of classrooms with a grass area in the middle on the ground floor. Oh, and some wooden benches scattered around as well. Those were empty. In fact, the entire place seemed empty, and honestly, a little eerie at that time of day. The clickity-clack of Susan’s heels sounded so loud in that stillness. At the other end of the block, there were stairs going down one floor, connecting to a walkway and then more stairs going upwards. I walked slightly behind Susan while ascending those stairs, admiring her bum in that skirt and hoping to catch a glimpse of her panties if I was lucky. It’s funny how it was exciting to catch some upskirt action even though I have seen the woman totally naked multiple times before!! We walked the short winding walkway at the top of those stairs towards the workshop / laboratory blocks. In the distance, I pointed out the library to Susan. Susan: So that’s where you usually study with your friends when you stay back at school? Me: Yeah, sometimes. But we also study at the wooden benches at the classroom block or at the canteen. Before Susan could really answer, we arrived at the 8-storey block we were headed for. There wasn’t anyone at the lift lobby, and I took Susan up to the top floor - the best floor because it was guaranteed to be empty there after hours. Also, it provided the best view in the campus (that I knew of). I let Susan walk ahead and explore that floor when we got off the lift, so I could admire her gorgeous figure again from behind. It was clear that she noticed the view, as well as the wind, coz she immediately clasped into her skirt again. The reason I said it had the best view was because it overlooked a cluster of trees, which blocked the the highway that ran behind it. There was a footpath just next to the block, but it was a covered one, so no one could look up to see us. So when we looked out, we could see a much further distance ahead compared to the other parts of the campus. Also, the walkway towards the right of the top floor ended in a dead end, and was partially blocked by a beam, so we could have our privacy without worrying about being caught! At that time, the sky was turning from orange to a slightly deeper reddish shade. I followed Susan as she walked towards the center of the walkway, where she stood still. Susan: Wow, it’s so nice up here! And so windy! Me: Yeah, that’s why I brought you up here. You like it? Susan: Yes! But... do you even have lessons here? Me: Well yes, but only for specific practical classes, coz there are only workshops and labs here. Two here and one there. I pointed to the left and right respectively. I was already standing beside her by then. Susan: Oh... So... not many people come up here that often? Me: Nope... in fact, it’s empty most of the time outside class hours.... like now... Susan: Oh.... so that’s the real reason you brought me up here... I just smiled, and reached for her hand. I led her towards the right walkway, towards the dead end, and settled behind the beam. I turned back to face her. Me: Now we’re really alone... Now we can really enjoy the view! I turned her towards the railing and held her gently from behind, my arms around her waist. She put her handbag on the railing and rested her elbows on it. The moment was perfect. Susan didn’t say anything. Her hair smelled great even after a long day at the office. My hands slowly slid upwards, from her waist to her stomach, to her chest. I could feel her tense up, so I whispered into her ear... Me: It’s okay. There’s no one here... Susan: <whispering> You sure...? Me: Yes... there aren’t even toilets on this floor. And I felt her relax again, so my hands continued to explore and caress her breasts. I loved the way the material of her blouse felt - her bra underneath felt good too. Susan let out a soft sigh. She tilted her head back and whispered again... Susan: You like it? I wore this especially for you... I just nodded, rubbing my head against hers. Susan: Oh god, this is so exciting for me... I squeezed and fondled her massive bosom, gently of course. I knew I had to treat this lady right. I didn’t want to rush. I was enjoying what I had in my hands now. At the same time, my hips started to grind against her buttocks, gently. Then one of my hands brushed against one of the buttons of her blouse. Instinctively, I tried to undo it, and undo it I did. A second one soon came off, and now I had access to the treasures inside. My right hand went inside to caress her left breast, while my left hand switched places to grab her right breast from the outside. I felt her bra cup on the inside, and massaged her breast through it. The cup was smooth with some embroidery on the surface. But after several squeezes, I wanted more and tried to get under her bra from the top. But it was tougher than I though - her bra had full cups, and those cups were strained to the max trying to contain Susan’s huge melons. There was barely any wiggle room for me to even just get my finger inside!! I tried to enter from below, but alas, there was even more resistance there in the form of underwire supports, and there was the full weight of her breast pressing on them!! Susan sensed my struggles and let out a slight giggle. She then used one hand to reach back, tug out her blouse (which was tucked into her skirt’s waistband), reached inside, and undid her bra buckle. I immediately felt her bra loosen and was able to slip my fingers inside her cup. It felt heavenly to be able to feel and play with her bare breast and nipple. Susan further unbuttoned several more lower buttons so that both my hands could access her blouse and bra to feel her huge breasts!
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#685
17-03-2018, 07:49 AM
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Re: My Landlady
thanks for the update
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#686
17-03-2018, 08:04 AM
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Re: My Landlady
Camping here for more updates to the story.
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#690
27-03-2018, 06:25 PM
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Re: My Landlady
More Exposure - Part 4
As my hands were occupied with playing Susan’s big breasts, my pelvis was busy grinding on her bum. It happened subconsciously and I only realized it after the fact. I guess it was the privacy and comfort of the place we were at that allowed me to let my guard down and my instincts to take over. Susan definitely felt it too, as I could feel her arching her buttocks out towards me, further enhancing the pleasure. Soon, the urge from my pelvic region got too strong and I had to do something about it. I released my grasp of her right breast and lowered mt hand towards my fly to undo it, in the process brushing against Susan’s bum with my hand. Again, she knew immediately what was going on and offered a helping hand. In mere seconds, she had my belt and zipper undone, and my swollen cock in her hand. She started massaging it behind her, without even having to look. She still faced forward enjoying the view, with her other hand clutching onto her bag in front of her. Susan: <whispering> Oh my god... I can’t believe I am massaging your cock out here in the open! Me: It feels so good, .... please don’t stop... I let her continue her hand magic while my own hand returned to fondling her right breast. The feeling was surreal, simply because we were out there in the open doing these intimate things! The fear of being caught made things even more exciting. Then, I wanted more... This time, I released both my grasps from her chest, and moved my hands downward to her hips. I then began pulling her skirt up slowly - part teasing her, part testing her willingness - and she let me! And when her skirt was all the way up to her hips, I used my thumbs to hook underneath her panties’ waistband and pushed downwards, again slowly. All his while, she still had her hand on my erection. And when her panties were just below the level of her bum, I lifted her skirt again slightly, and slid my right hand down the crack of her ass, toward her pussy. I felt her warmth and moisture down there immediately. There was no resistance from her. She was ready. Susan: Oh darling... come, come inside now... Susan pulled my erection towards her, trying to guide it towards her opening. I let her do her job, and simply rested my hands on her hips, holding her skirt up (the front part of her skirt was still hanging down though, covering her intimate area). My stance widened for me to lower myself to her level, and she arched her hips back and up toward me. In just a short moment (and a few tries), I was already inside Susan. The sky was already slowly getting darker the moment I started my first thrust. There was a slight urgency in getting the act done, again because of the fear of getting caught. But at the same time, I wanted to savour this unique moment. It was our first time making love in a public area, and in my school at that!! Susan’s stifled moans sounded so sexy in the gentle breeze, as I quickened my rhythm of thrusting into her. My hands went back to her chest to enjoy her massive boobs again. I let her skirt drop down and drape across my erection. We only did it in a single position that time, and Susan asked me to cum inside her as we ended. After that, I helped pull up her panties and tidied her bra and blouse, while she helped me get my pants back on. When we arrived home that night, Uncle was still nowhere to be seen.
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