Housewife

When I was on my way back I noticed Miss Russel a housewife I had recently heard about together with a young boy my age going to the barn.

There were some rumours going around that she often invited teenage boys to help her with house-chores and the boys being strangely eager on who would help her that week.

I followed them out of curiosity having somewhat of an idea what the rumours might be about.

As they entered, I instead went around and managed to find a hole to spy them through and well there was clearly a reason Miss Russel was popular among the boys, barely had they enter had Miss Russel pulled the boy aside and kissed him her hand snaking down into his pants.

Miss Russel was very eager as she kissed him leaving the boy slightly flustered.

From the looks of it she was the active one as the boy wasn’t sure where to put his hands. Noticing that she took his left hand gently and guided it under her garments and towards her chest.

Once the kiss was broken the boy still a bit stunned Miss Russel squatted down and pult down the boys pants exposing an already half erect member, clearly pleased by what she saw, she swallowed his cock making sure it was nice and wet for what came next.

She stayed in that position for a moment swallowing his cock nearly whole without the slightest sign of gagging.

It wasn’t fully hard yet the boy likely somewhat shy but she seemed satisfied and assured it wouldn’t be a problem as she stood up and instructed him to hold up her thigh as she leaned against a crate exposing her and as it turns out she wasn’t wearing much of anything underneath her skirt. Instead what greeted the boy was an eager pussy with a nice bush around it.

This time she left the boy to act waiting patiently for him to make his move.

The boy took his slowly hardening member and rubbed it against her already wet cunt before pushing in rather haphazardly but Miss Russel didn’t seem to mind letting out a gasp as she encouraged the boy to just do what feels right.

The boy ,while inexperienced, more than made up for his clumsiness with passion and quite a good amount of stamina too.

Trusting into her with more and more fervour and confidence as time went on.

Somewhere along those lines Miss Russel took his head and pushed it down between her breasts as the boy continued to hump her for all he was worth. Her moans growing louder as the boy started sucking on her tits.

Both seem to be enjoying themselves a-lot leaving me slightly envious though I wasn’t sure of which one.

I felt myself growing moist but my nun habit was rather tedious to pull up and it was way too embarrassing to masturbate so openly especially as I didn’t know when someone might pass by. We where still quite close to the village which made me realise how daring Miss Russel actually was.

So there I stood squirming in place watching these two going at it.

Once the boy finished his first load she stroke his hair gently waiting until he fully unloaded himself into her, groaning softly into her boobs. She hadn’t come yet but seemed satisfied nonetheless and guided him to sit down.

The boy being young sprung up again shortly after due to her skilful tongue after which she climbed on top of him and rode him for all he was worth.

Those hips didn’t lie and she knew how to milk the boy for every last drop he had.

Once the show was over she leaned forward making herself comfortable in his embrace, both sweaty and satisfied they stayed connected with his cock slowly deflating and flopping out of her cum dripping pussy which elicited a satisfied groan from her lips.

I on the other hand was pretty pent up and as much as I had enjoyed watching being unable to play along left me frustrated and slightly needy. My panties dripping as I felt something slowly cascade down my inner thigh.

Climbing up to the monastery would take too long and just leaving it as if, felt incredibly frustrating. My **** gaze eventually went towards the ruin as it wasn’t far off.

I bit my lip struggling with the choice.