The Lady Across the Hall Ch. 03

They paused just inside the cottage and stripped off their swim clothes. Bill picked her up and asked, "My room or yours." Muriel said, "Yours Bill, I'm all yours."

As he sat her back on her feet beside a big bed, Muriel said, "I hope that you like to play. After all your erotic phone chat, I want to show you what I have been dreaming of doing to you. Lay down please."

Bill grinned and answered, "How could a guy refuse?" He stretched out on the bed, head on the pillow, his thick cock sticking vertically upward and his legs slightly spread. He appeared quite relaxed but inwardly his body was a mass of tension and desire. He did not want to wait, he wanted to mount this woman and fuck her hard. But he controlled those urges and watched Muriel climb up from the bottom of the bed on her knees. Oh this was a different sort of lady.

Her nipples were like hard jujubes, jutting out from her small tits jiggling underneath her body as she crawled on hands and knees up over his legs. She paused and braced herself on one hand while grasping his cock with the other. There is no feeling to compare to that of a woman's soft hands and fingers holding your cock for that first time. 'Oh fuck,' he moaned inwardly, 'don't come yet'. Muriel smiled softly as she sensed his extreme pleasure. She could feel it throb as she grasped the shaft and then used one finger to circle his knob and foreskin. "Do you like my little circles Bill?"

"Muriel," he gasped, as she lowered her head down to lick his knob. His balls were tight and the 'cum column' seemed to be already entering the base of his shaft. He forced himself to think of something else as Muriel lifted her mouth clear while continuing to stroke his cock.

It was only then that she sensed movement on each side. Mirrors reflected her naked image hovering over this big man. She smiled down at him, "You've done this before Bill." This simple statement of fact elicited a grunt from her lover. Muriel could care less; she was close to getting what she wanted.

She crawled up over his chest, bending to lick and suck his nipples. He reached behind her to grasp her ass in his big hands. His fingertips pressed in between her cheeks, meeting in the crease and gently exploring the bottom of her pussy slit while rimming her butt hole. It was Muriel's time to lose a little control and she held still with her tongue in his mouth as he explored her entire crotch.

She climbed higher up on him and lowered her upper body to his face. He licked and kissed between her tits, rubbing his face in them before clasping one hard nipple in his lips and sucking it into his mouth. He spread her legs, with one hand now under her belly clutching her entire pussy with fingers probing and teasing her pussy lips and dangling clit. Muriel was in ecstasy and ready to allow him total control, not wanting this pleasure to ever end.

Bill pulled her upwards along his body, his arms between her legs and clutching her ass as he positioned her pussy over his mouth.

"Need to taste you baby, been dreaming of this for weeks." Muriel almost fainted as she lowered down over his mouth, feeling the tip of his tongue in her slit before settling lower. He pressed his flattened tongue hard up against her pussy lips, rubbing and crushing them as Muriel held her breath.

"Wait, wait, wait," she cried, and quickly lifted off of him to turn and settle facing away from him. She grabbed at his cock, so hard now that it was bent upward like a banana with a slight bend to one side. Her knees were planted each side of his head as she bent down to swallow half of his cock in one dive. He thrust his hips upward in response while pulling her ass back down to bury his tongue in her gaping pussy. They settled in to a world of hot lips and tongues, their senses inflamed as they devoured each other.

Muriel was gasping like a distance runner at the finish line as she lifted clear once more, turned and settled down over his wet purple knob, her hand shaking as she directed it into her starving pussy. The knob was barely in her before Bill drove upward burying the entire shaft in one thrust. Muriel screamed in pleasurable agony, frozen in place, her pussy clutching the buried cock as if trying to strangle it.

Bill pulled it back out, his voice sounding calm and normal, "Easy baby, easy, slow now, be slow." It took a minute for Muriel to calm herself as she settled down on him. She braced her upper body with her hands on his shoulders, her eyes were pools of lust as she stared down at him, before beginning to raise and lower her butt. "Your fault," she smiled, "you surprised me, wasn't ready for that. Is this better?" She glanced to one side at the mirror image of her riding his cock. Their eyes met in the mirror. She twisted and turned her hips as she rose up and then drove them straight down, her cheeks slapping his hard thighs.

"Oh yeah, very nice, lift a little, let me fuck it a bit," Bill moaned in a strangled voice. Muriel obeyed, leaning forward as she raised her butt upward, clearing room for Bill to work. 'Whap, whap, whap' was accompanied by groans from Muriel, "Oh my God, don't stop."

Muriel suddenly lost it, and drove her body down hard, impaling her pussy on the stiff cock, then thrusting her stiffening legs down between Bill's and spreading wide to brace her drive down on his cock, her tits crushed against his chest. Bill peered down over her back at the image of her ass cheeks clenching and releasing around his cock, her little butt hole opening and closing as if gasping for air. Bill allowed her to lay there, her body glued to his as her pussy convulsed.

He rolled her to her back, lifted her legs up over his shoulders and began to fuck her, driving his cock straight down into her pussy. Her eyes were closed; she was biting her lower lip as he finally released several bolts of cum into her. He collapsed down on her.

A few minutes later, he lifted his head up and said, "Is that how you play baby? No rules at all?"

Muriel whispered in his ear, "No rules Bill. Do what you wish to me and I'll do the same to you. Leave it in me as long as you can."

They pulled on terrycloth robes and walked down to the dock, dropping the robes as they jumped naked into the water. It was late afternoon, the air still warm but cooling rapidly. The shock of the cool water quickly invigorated their bodies. They shuddered and laughed, clasping together in the shoulder deep water. "Let me cook for you," Bill said, "I love to cook, and you can help me. In the kitchen I mean."

They chatted easily during dinner preparation, as if they had been together for years and with no reference to the fuck session enjoyed short hours before. They ate out on the deck, the last red vestige of the sunset arcing above the trees across the bay.

It was the calm before the storm. Casual conversation, a walk hand in hand on the beach, wading in the water with bare feet, all framed by the still evening and gentle sounds of water lapping on the shore.

The sauna was built on a rock outcrop with a short runway reaching out to deeper water. Bill entered the sauna shack to check the temperature and said, "The sauna is hot, let's go get ready for it." Getting ready involved returning to the cottage to pull the robes over their naked bodies, before carrying champagne and glasses, and beach towels down to the shack.

It was Muriel's first sauna experience and Bill explained the procedure. They hung the robes in the entrance vestibule and entered the sauna room naked. They sat on the lowest of three benches to acclimatize to the heat. Bill tossed cold water on the hot stones every few minutes to increase the heat. Soon the sweat was rolling off of the two of them. Bill poured cold water from a pail on both of their heads. They toasted their weekend with champagne.

It was very hot and Muriel, although quite relaxed, was not thinking of sex all that much, although Bill had a hard-on for the entire time. They moved up to the next bench and Bill began to play with her. She settled back as he sucked and kissed her nipples. He pulled her legs apart and caressed her inner thighs and pussy. Muriel grasped his cock in self-defense. How could they possibly fuck in here, she thought. Maybe he was looking for a blowjob.

But Bill whispered, "Relax baby, play time, we'll fuck after while, but not in here." He removed the top of a jar setting on a little shelf, and scooped some jelly out on his fingers. Muriel looked down as rubbed the jelly on her pussy lips. "The heat dries up your pussy baby, and this makes it easier to finger you."

Muriel grabbed him as she sank into a form of bliss. It was as if she was in another world. The one bulb casting a yellowish light through the steamy interior, the hiss of the steam spitting off the hot rocks in the sauna chamber, and the only other sound their own breathing along with the slight squishy noise emanating from his fingers in her pussy.

"Do you want me to come?" she moaned, "I will very soon."

He kissed her passionately, his fingers still busy, but more slowly, "No, not now, I want to talk and play with you."

"Talk about what," said Muriel as her hand searched for and grabbed his throbbing cock. She would talk about anything to maintain this other worldly pleasure.

"The young man who met you at the bus station that time. Was he your lover?" Bill dipped his fingers back into the jar of jelly and applied a big swab in Muriel's crotch right to her butt hole.

The question did not really surprise Muriel, she was lost in erotic delight and responded, "Yes, he was, in a way, but only for a short time, it is over now."

Bill was aroused; he loved this kind of interplay, talking about sex while preparing for it. "Did he fuck you that day we met? Did you sleep with him? How long did you stay with him?"

At another time, Muriel would think these questions were weird, but at this point they were simply feeding the sex gods and the effect on her was as obvious as it was on Bill. "Oh yes, he fucked me up against the door as soon as we entered his apartment. We were very horny," she giggled.

Bill groaned, "Oh God, tell me more."

Muriel scooped some jelly from the jar and applied it to his cock as she continued. "Well, he stripped me while standing there, except for my skirt, which was around my waist, my tits were bare. I ripped the pants and shorts off of him. I was so horny. He pressed me against the door, hooked up one of my legs in his arm and ran his cock into me. I wrapped the leg up around his hip and begged him to get off in me."

"Did he? Did he come baby? Did you get off?" Bill became a victim of his own efforts to arouse his lover, pulled his fingers from her pussy to wrap his big hand around hers still clutching his cock, and fucked her hand until he blew a stream of cum across the room. They sat clutched together, the sweat rolling off of their bodies with Muriel milking his cock slowly, squeezing out the last blobs of cum.

Bill finally spoke, "My God, that was not supposed to happen. I wanted to get you off. You turned the tables on me, that was so damn hot."

Muriel sat back clear of him, spread her legs and moaned, "You can still get me off baby, I'm very close to coming right now."

Bill responded quickly, getting on his knees on the lower bench and leaning ahead between Muriel's wide open legs, his mouth immediately engaging her gaping pussy, lapping and sucking the lips and clit. He slipped one finger into her hole and licked and kissed around it as he began sliding it in and out. Muriel ignored the pain of her back thrust against the wood bench behind her, pressing her knees tight to Bill's head as she released the tension in her body with a full clamping violent orgasm.

The jump into the lake shocked them back to this world. They stood in the water, bodies meshed together, their hands roving and exploring the other. Following a quick toweling off they put their robes back on and walked hand in hand back to the cottage. All was well, the switch from casual affection and chat, interspersed with untamed couplings, suited both of their personalities. They settled in front of the fireplace and sipped the rest of the champagne, chattering about non-sex subjects while demonstrating a soft affection for each other.

"Will you sleep with me Muriel?" Bill said.

"Oh yes, I think that we have more to discuss," Muriel leaned into him and licked behind his ear.

"Discussion was not really on my mind, but it did lead to some extreme pleasure in the sauna." Their lips engaged softly and Bill slipped his hand inside Muriel's robe to fondle her tit. "So lets go talk," he said as he pulled her to her feet.

Bill watched Muriel drop her robe and slide gracefully onto the bed, her head on the pillow, one hand covering a tit and her legs clasped coyly together. He dropped his robe and paused, "My turn to please you, let me play now."

Muriel spread slowly as he lay down beside her, his upper body leaning over hers as she said, "So let me ask the questions then."

Bill parted her legs with one hand and gently clasped her entire pussy, the heel of his hand pressing down on the mound and two fingers pushed between her legs, caressing each side of her slit lips. He bent his head and kissed and sucked her nipples. "Ask your questions while I play," he whispered into her ear.

"Have you brought many women down here like this? You know, to fuck them, like you wanted to fuck me," groaned Muriel already writhing in the pleasure of his hands and mouth.

Bill lifted off a tit and said, "Oh yes. It's a great place to be alone with a lady don't you think? And yes, I have dreamed of fucking you since I first saw you."

"When was the last one here with you?"

Bill paused a bit as if trying to recall but actually wondering whether he should be truthful surprised Muriel with, "Last week actually."

Muriel pushed him up so that she could see his eyes. "You mean you screwed her while you were seducing me on the phone?" She was not sure whether she was upset or aroused.

"Muriel, you had me so horny waiting for you to join me, that I had to have some pussy. So I brought a friend down for one night."

Muriel lay back, she decided that she was aroused and allowed herself to just enjoy his touches and kisses. After all, she had spared no detail about her exploits with her young stud. But she could not stop wondering and continued, "What was she like? Had you been with her before? How well did you know her?"

Bill moved over top of Muriel braced on one arm as he guided his knob to Muriel's already slippery pussy. Muriel was desperate to feel it in her and raised her legs up over Bill's back. She didn't care if he answered her question or not. She arched upwards to meet him as he buried his cock into her in one easy push.

Bill lay on her, covering her body as they adjusted to each other moaning at the delicious sensation of two bodies joined at the hip.

"Yes," he continued, "it was not our first time together. She's a tiny woman, older than you." He fucked Muriel slowly. "We help each other out when we need sex. She's my sister-in-law." His body trembled as Muriel's burning hands slipped down his back and clasped his ass cheeks. "She likes to ride me."

Muriel clamped her heels into the back of his thighs and moaned, "Bill, God Bill, you fuck your brother's wife? Tell me more." Bill ground his cock side to side as he increased his pace.

"She rode me that night. We had the lights on so we could watch in the mirrors. It turns us both on. She sat upright at first, her arms behind her braced on my legs. She has big tits for a little lady and they bounced around as she fucked me. Looked wild in the mirrors."

Bill's narrative was interrupted as he began to pound Muriel faster and harder. Muriel's arms were hooked under his and his hands were under her back and clamped up over her shoulders, virtually chinning himself on her body.

"Then what Bill? What does she do then Bill?" Muriel was crying.

Bill groaned, just wanting to get off now and forget about the story but finally said, "When she starts to come, she lays right down on me, grinds her tits on my chest and fucks me like it is she with the cock. I'll show you the video if you want."

Bill's first spurt of cum ignited Muriel whose body suddenly convulsed and shook, her pussy clamping and unclamping around Bill's throbbing cock.

They lay quietly after the storm of sex. Each one had new thoughts about the other. He was totally blown away by the abandon that Muriel displayed once sex was initiated. She was both aroused and nervous at the kinky outlook to sex that Bill displayed. But they both wanted more.