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Norli pulled back her white blonde hair. It was a habit that annoyed her husband, Rod, greatly. But then almost everything annoyed Rod on certain days. Had he been a woman, Norli would have put it down to mood swings. But he wasn't a woman and Norli didn't know why on certain days he acted so bizarre. Just then the bell rang. Norli let out a long sigh of relief. It would be the student that they would be putting up in the guest room for the entire next week. Maybe Rod would be easier to handle now. Then she remembered how he had behaved when she had invited a cousin sister over to stay. That resulted in yet another long sigh as she got up and went to the door. After some heated discussions, Norli and Rod had decided that they will open their doors to the local language school that received people from all over the world. Not only did the school hold language classes, but it also tried to help its students to find accommodation with the locals. This put the students directly in an ambiance where French was spoken day in and day out. It also helped them get assimilated in the culture. And as the old saying goes, there is no language without culture and no culture without language. For Norli it was a break from the monotony of the small city they had moved into. Rod had found an excellent job nearby and he had made the decision quite on his own. Norli, of course, would have never left Paris, had she been given the choice. But she had not been given any choice in the matter. So she would find herself quite alone, day in and day out, without much in manner of divertissement. As a last resort, she had accepted to be a host house for the foreign students, hoping that this would animate her existence. But even for this she had been forced to fight her way through. She wondered how long she could last under these circumstances as she opened the door. The student was a 30 year old man, neither attractive nor ugly. A kind of guy you wouldn't say no to if he asked you out for a beer but neither would you make the first attempt to contact him. The kind of guy that you can easily forget if he is not in front of you. His name was Yoshuri, though he wasn't Japanese or Chinese. At dinner that night, he told Rod and Norli that his mother had been so fascinated by the Japanese culture and literature, that she had ended up giving him the name of one of the characters from one of her favorite books. Luckily enough, Rod had been rather nice at dinner. The three of them had a nice conversation and happy dreams later that night. The next morning by the time Norli got up, Yoshuri had already left for his first class. She found Rod sitting in the living room, drinking coffee. "Norli. I have to go out of town for a couple of days." He told her without preamble. They no longer exchanged the morning embraces like happy couples. "Alright." Her tone was one of indifference. Whether he was there or not no longer made any difference. Actually, when he was away, at least there was no one to nag her. She picked up the latest issue of Elle and browsed through it as she prepared her coffee. By the time the coffee was ready, she had finished the latest article on Laetitia Casta. She set her table in front of the television and started yet another monotonous day.
By midday, she had completed her daily chores and started preparing the lunch. Thankfully, she will not be alone today. Back in Paris it had been her habit to lunch with her friends. Norli never ate alone if she could help it. In this town, however, there weren't many people who interested her enough to have lunch with. But since, after a long while, she would have some company over lunch, she decided to prepare a nice meal. When Yoshuri came back from his class, the table was set for a staple three course French lunch. Like the dinner yesterday, lunch was a happy affair. Yoshuri made quite a few jokes and had Norli laughing throughout. He spoke excellent English and though Norli had some trouble with his southern accent, they had a rather nice conversation. Then and there Norli decided that she would invite these students more often. After a filling lunch, they moved over to the sitting room with their half filled glasses of wine. "Would you like some more wine?" Norli asked Yoshuri the moment his glass was empty. She herself was half way through her fourth glass and her head was turning just a wee bit. "Sure!" Even Yoshuri's speech was slightly slurred, but you can never say no to some excellent French wine, specially when it is proposed by a gorgeous french woman. Norli got up from her seat and fetched the bottle. She no longer walked straight. She decided that she wouldn't pour some for herself. Picking up the bottle, she walked over to Yoshuri and filled his glass. Unfortunately, some wine fell down on to his jeans. "Oh Shit! I am so sorry Yoshuri!" Norli cried when she realized what she had done. "It is okay Norli!" He was now on first name basis with his hostess. But Norli knew that if she didn't wash off the stain immediately, his jeans would be completely ruined. She rushed down to the kitchen and got a wet tissue. Then without thinking, she started washing away the stain. Without thinking? Indeed! For the stain was in a rather compromising place, right between Yoshuri's legs! A place that no married woman should touch on a stranger's body! But then French have always been a lot more open about the subject and frankly Norli didn't mind.
The same, however, can't be said of Yoshuri. He flinched back immediately as he felt Norli's hand over the crotch of his jeans. Norli, unaware of the discomfort of her guest, continued rubbing until the stain was quite gone. Her rubbing, of course, had induced more than one effect. While clearing away the stain on the jeans, she had also managed to arouse the little Yoshuri. And even the half drunk Norli didn't fail to notice the hard on between her guest's legs. "Norli, Uh, I'm sorry." The embarrassed Yoshuri said, standing up. But Norli was not sorry! And neither did her hand leave Yoshuri's crotch. She let go of the wet tissue, but continued rubbing his cock through his jeans, albeit, more gently now that the stain had disappeared. "Norli." Yoshuri started to say but found no words.
And neither were words necessary. Norli, seduced by the alcohol and lack of sex in her married life, was quite beyond any other reason except that of lust. Her hand felt for her guest's hard-on through his jeans. Her pink lips reached forward and kissed the rough fabric of his pants right over his cock. And conversation was thrown out of the window. Norli, ridden by lust, planted wet kisses over the stained cloth while her hands groped for the now very hard cock. Her fingers found his zipper. Yoshuri wasn't wearing any underpants and soon his cock was shining in front of the lusty eyes of his host.
An embarrassed smile broke over Norli's lips as she reached over for the hard member of the 30 year old Yoshuri. Her fingers touched the hot skin around his cock. Her painted lips planted wet kisses. Slowly, she opened her mouth and allowed the hard member to come in contact with her tongue. Smooth and wet were the caresses as she fiddled around with his jeans, undressing him. Gently and with passion she lowered her face over his cock, savoring the strong smell of masculinity that emaciated from it. Her golden hair bobbed up and down as the tempo of ecstasy increased.
Yoshuri, who until now had been so shell shocked that he had allowed Norli to dominate the proceedings, now began to get involved. At first he caressed the back of his hostess's neck as she gave him a nice blow job. Then his hands started descending down her silky skin, going into the places that a married woman should keep exclusively for her husband. Norli interrupted the lavish caresses of her lips on his cock for a moment as he got rid of her red dress, revealing a finely tuned body underneath. She didn't wear any bra. Her small A-cup breasts didn't need any. But though small they were exquisite. Yoshuri allowed his fingers to caress the softness of her tender breasts and hard pink nipples. Through it all, Norli continued taking his cock further and further down her throat, until her lips were nearly on his balls. Yoshuri was humping back into her mouth with gusto too. He wanted to cream all over this beautiful housewife. But there were yet things to be done, pleasures to be experienced. Specially for Norli, who until this moment had only given pleasure. Norli pushed Yoshuri down the couch and stripped off the remaining vestiges of modesty on his body. Lowering her left breast over his mouth, she rubbed his cock with her dainty little fingers. Yoshuri didn't hesitate before taking the proffered delicacy in his mouth. His tongue worked in tandem with his lips, biting, sucking and twisting the strawberry nipples all over. Moans flew freely from Norli's mouth as she started humping her crotch on his thigh. Yoshuri could feel the wetness behind the red pants that she was wearing. They were both thoroughly excited and past the point where preliminaries held utmost importance. Turning over Yoshuri's naked body, Norli sidelined the piece of silk clothing that covered her moist pussy and lowered herself over his hard cock.
It had been so long for Norli that it actually induced some pain as she felt Yoshuri's hard cock fill up her womb. But in this case agony only complimented ecstasy. Norli began to grind her pussy over his cock, forcing more and more of him inside her. Her thighs tightened as she began moving over him. Some women moan and others are silent during the act of sex. Norli was neither. In bed, she was an extremely loud woman. And soon the living room was resonating with her cries of pleasure. She moved up and down Yoshuri's cock faster and faster. Yoshuri too began to hump back into her middle aged pussy with much vigor.
It didn't take him long to induce the first orgasm in the sex starved body of this beautiful blonde. Norli's body tightened and then relaxed and then spasmed and shivered. Her cries, Yoshuri was certain, could be heard throughout the quite street their house was on. His own mouth was uttering moans to compliment those of Norli. He felt her juices slip down over his cock. The added lubrication helped increase his own pace. At last Norli, satisfied and fatigued by his efforts, limped over his naked body. But Yoshuri was far from finished. His cock still in her now very wet cunt, he picked her up in his arms and moved over to the bedroom they had given him. Laying her down, he entered her yet again from the side. His lips closed over a small mole on her shoulder and he began humping into her mature pussy with even more vigor.
Though she had just cum, Norli was ready for yet another nice fuck. But this one, she wanted it to last a bit longer. She closed her legs, tightening her pussy over Yoshuri's cock. Then she began contracting her pussy muscles over his cock. Yoshuri had to struggle to move inside her now. But that only meant that his thrusts grew longer and slower. And they began hitting the right places inside the wet cunt of his hostess. Norli's own hand dipped between her legs and massaged her protruding clit. She placed Yoshuri's free hand over her ass, begging him to massage her tight ass hole. Check out this free site for penis enlargment tips!This time it took her a while to reach the climax. But Yoshuri was enterprising and enduring. And so again the house filled with Norli's screams as more of her juices flew out of cunt, dripping all over Yoshuri's cock. Yoshuri, who had showed much patience by fucking this gorgeous blonde for so long without cumming, could now feel the pain in his balls. Desire and lust had overtaken his and he wanted to cum. Norli, her pussy muscles now relaxed after yet another satisfying orgasm, could feel the added pressure Yoshuri was putting inside her. She knew he would cum any moment now, right inside her unprotected pussy. And much though she wanted to feel his hot cum riding up her womb, she couldn't allow this cultural exchange to go that far, yet. She leaned back over her shoulder and brought her lips in contact with those of Yoshuri. Very slowly, she pushed out his cock from her wet cunt and enveloped it in her hands. Then getting up seductively, allowing her hard nipples to caress every part of the naked body of her guest, she moved her mouth over his dick. Between her hands and her mouth, she soon had Yoshuri cumming all over her. Hot streams of cum hit her open mouth. Some she swallowed, some she allowed to drip down her naked body on to her breasts. Buy Mature Movies on DVDs! 100% Secure transaction with Lilith on Adam Guarantee!
The hot and sticky cum took it's time to flow down her naked body, finding her left nipple after a few ecstatic moments of caressing her silky skin. Her eyes filled again with lust, she pushed his still hard cock back into her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down, even faster than before. Norli wanted another go! But unfortunately, inspite of her best moves, she could feel Yoshuri's cock go limp between her tongue and her cheek. Even that seemed to excite her! She ran her finger over the cum on her body. Lubricated thus, she inserted her finger deep inside her aching cunt. She was now certain that cultural exchange had many benefits. Specially since her own husband was hardly up to the task of keeping her happy! She wondered what the next round would bring. Maybe she will start subletting two rooms instead of one! With this thought, she removed her mouth from Yoshuri's limp cock and gave him a large smile. Then getting up, still naked and covered with cum, she moved lithely into the kitchen, teasing him with her tight ass, and prepared tea for the evening.
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