Further Adventures With Older Ladies
Copyright© 2022 by Zak
Chapter 36
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 36 - These are my further adventures with older ladies ( and some not so old). I recommend you read my adventures with old ladies before you read this story.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa Mult Teenagers Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual True Story School Incest Sister Aunt Orgy Interracial White Male White Female Oriental Female Indian Female Analingus First Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Safe Sex Sex Toys Spitting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism BBW Big Breasts Revenge Violence
I woke the following morning in an empty bed and felt used and abused. We had fucked all night; we had swapped oral sex. We had tried every position in the book, some twice. I had fucked Sue doggy style, then she had ridden me, cowboy style, and reverse cowboy. Then, after a rest, we had a nice long sixty-nine.
Our last shag was missionary, so we could kiss and look into each other’s eyes.
My cock was sore, my balls were empty, and my tongue felt like it needed a holiday.
I heard Sue beavering about in the kitchen; I got out of bed and headed into the bathroom. I had a piss and took a shower; my body stunk of sex.
By the time I had showered and dressed, the smell of food was wafting up the stairs.
I walked into the kitchen just as Sue was serving up the food.
“Well, that was good timing!” Sue said and kissed me on the lips.
I sat down to a full English breakfast; Sue had cooked up a storm. There was a pot of tea, a jug of orange juice, and a plate of toast.
My plate was loaded with food, including bacon, sausages, black pudding, scrambled eggs, tomatoes, fried mushrooms, and a slice of fried bread.
I glanced across at the plate in front of Sue; she had the same, but less of it.
We made small talk as we ate; it was obvious that neither of us wanted to talk about the elephant in the room.
We had just finished eating when the phone rang. Sue answered it and chatted for five minutes before passing it to me. It was my mother, just making sure I was all ready to catch my train. I told her I had packed my bag and was ready to go. She told me she would meet me at the station.
When I put the phone down, Sue was gone. I heard the bathroom door shut, and seconds later, the shower was running. I went upstairs and stripped off.
When Sue walked back into the bedroom, wrapped in a towel, she found me naked on the bed, slowly wanking my cock back to working order. She smiled.
“You are an insatiable sex machine!” she said as she mounted me. Our last shag of the week was nice and slow. I made Sue cum twice, and then I emptied my balls deep into her pussy. Then, after a kiss and cuddle, Sue went for another shower.
When she had finished, I showered and was still dried, dressed, and ready to go before her.
I washed and dried the breakfast crocks, and then I made sure I had packed up all my bits and bobs.
Then I got my maths books out, made a coffee, and did some revision. Sue came down an hour later, made coffee, and we talked. She told me I was welcome back any time if I got a holiday or if I did not make it into the Royal Navy.
She washed the coffee mugs and then pulled me to her. We held each other and kissed. The kiss was full of passion and desire, and it seemed to last forever.
After the kiss, I grabbed my bag, and we headed over to the four-by-four. Sue held my hand all the way to the station. It was too busy for us to do anything more than hug. I could see that Sue was blinking back tears as the train pulled into the station.
We hugged again, and both promised we would write. I got onto the train and took a window seat, ready to wave at Sue. When I looked out of the window, she had gone.
I guess it was all just too much for her.
As soon as we were moving, I got my English books out and started to do some revision.
I worked the whole journey, apart from a trip to the buffet carriage to get a coffee and some chocolate.
I got off the train and saw my mother waiting for me, and to my surprise, so was Anna. As I walked toward them, my heart was racing. Why was Anna here?
Had Mom found out about us?
Had something happened to Siobhan?
I hugged Mom, and when Anna moved in for one, I felt worried.
“So, Anna and I met for coffee in town earlier, and she offered to drive us home!” Mom said.
“That’s good of you!” I said, turning back to Anna.
She was out of my mom’s eyeline; she winked at me and licked her lips.
“Hey, it’s my pleasure!” she smiled.
Anna led us to the carpark, and we jumped in. On the way home, we talked about the work I had done at the stables, and Mom asked me how much of my schoolwork I had done.
Anna then said that Siobhan had called the day before and that she was having a great time at the netball camp. You must remember this was before the mobile phone and social media streams.
She was not due back until that evening. Anna dropped us off and told us we would have to come over for dinner the following weekend.
Once we got inside, I emptied my bag before ringing Sue to tell her I had made it home safely. She didn’t answer, so I left a message on the answering machine.
We sat and had coffee, and Mom asked how the trip had gone. I asked her how her life was. She told me she enjoyed work and that Dad had been in touch about the divorce.
We had Chinese takeaway that night, and I went to bed early.
I was up before the alarm, got into my PE kit, went out into the back garden, and did my warm-ups before heading out for my run. I needed to work on my fitness and my schoolwork to make sure I got into the Royal Navy.
I ran along the streets, and it gave me time to think. Most of my thoughts were about Sue and whether I would see her again. Would she meet her old friend Jim, and would they hit it off? In some ways, I hoped they would, as I wanted her to be happy, and, in some ways, I hoped they didn’t.
I got home covered in sweat, as it was already a warm day. I put the kettle on, showered, and got into my school uniform.
I had tea and toast for breakfast. Mom came down as I was packing my school bag.
“Right, I am working late, so I will see you around seven o’clock!” she smiled.
I headed off to school, walking, since the weather was so lovely.
When Siobhan arrived at the school gate, we hugged, ignoring the banter and giggling of the younger kids. We then headed into the canteen and got glasses of water.
Siobhan was so excited about the netball camp. She told me about the people she had met, about the training, and about the matches they had played. I was so pleased for her. She was on top of the world.
She asked me about the stables and my revision. Keren joined us, but there was no sign of Sara, and I didn’t want to ask.
The bell rang, telling us to go to our form rooms. Siobhan and I sat next to each other, and the register was called. A few kids were still missing from our class, so I guess the clap was still going around.
We were given our mock exam timetable; there were only three weeks between the mock and the real thing. I was lucky that I didn’t have that many. The following day, I had two, one English and one history. Then, on Friday, I had two more, Maths and English.
I felt sorry for those guys who were taking more exams. I had to ace three of them, and that seemed like a mountain to climb.
The idea of the mock exams to get into the groove for the real thing was ideal, I thought.
After our form class had gone their separate ways, I headed to my technical drawing class, and Siobhan to her PE double session. We had arranged to meet at lunchtime.
When I got to technical drawing, one of the lads told the teacher he would rather work on his maths, as he was struggling, and he didn’t need an exam in TD.
As I stood there waiting for my turn, I wondered whether TD could serve as a backup exam. So, when the teacher was free, I asked him for an honest answer. He told me I was good and if I got my head down, I would be able to get an A or at least a B.
So, that was decided, I would take another exam. The teacher, Mr Patton, told me he would sort it out.
That lesson was good; I seemed to grow into it, and at the end, I felt good about my chances in an exam.
Then I had Maths. I worked hard in that class; it was a must-have for me. Then I had English. The teacher warned us about common mistakes and pitfalls on exams, then gave us some old exam papers to work through.
I met Siobhan for lunch; we sat at a table by ourselves and talked about exams and the timetable. Then, when we had eaten, we walked around the perimeter of the school’s playing field.
That afternoon, I had a double history lesson and a free period. Siobhan and I agreed to walk home together.