An Unexpected nocturnal visit

I weekend away with family and friends to celebrate my wife’s 50th birthday led to an unexpected visitor to my bed.

It was my wife’s 50th Bithday. I found a 14th Century Manor House, just south of Aberdeen, to hire for a weekend of festivities.

It was reasonably large group coming along for the celebrations. As well as the two of us, there was our kids and their partners, Kaylie, Jamie and our grandson Hamish, Jordan and his girlfriend Beth and our youngest daughter, Jodie. Then there was our close friend Kieran, his wife Shiela, their daughter Lara, her hubby Askwith and their kids Amy and Henry.

It took the best part of the Friday just getting there. All of us had to drive up from South-West England which was a 5 to 6 hour journey.

The first night we were all knackered, so ate, had a few drinks, laughs and retired to bed at about 11 pm.

Saturday was glorious sunshine, so we all spent the whole day sightseeing, visiting a whole lot of historic places. We even took a detour to near the Queen’s Scottish base at Balmoral.

There were drinks back at the Manor, some singing and the night ended with the adults in a very large hot tub, laughing and drinking.

I had fancied Lara since she was a teenager. Now she was just in her 30’s with a husband, Askwith, a daughter Amy (9 yo) and son, Henry (6). Lara is petite around 5ft 4ins, with a beautiful slim figure, small pert breasts and a most shapely bottom. She usually wore spandex pants which were skin tight and showed off her bottom perfectly.

It was really hard not to stare at her bum around the Manor House or when we were out and about. Whenever she was bent over tending to one of her kids, or playing with our grandson Hamish (2 yo), I would get a view of that bottom in all its glory and her pussy lips outlined under those tight pants. With so many people around I could only glance at her bum now and against so as not to risk getting caught.

It was killing me.

When preparing to get in the hot tub, Lara wore a long robe because the tub was outside on a raised patio (for want of a better description). I happened to be looking out of the drawing room window at the same time that Lara discarded the robe and climbed into the tub.

She was wearing a black one-piece bathing suit which was right up her bum crack, revealing most of her amazing buttocks. I think the blood rushing from my head into my dick made me a little dizzy and short of breath. That sight was imprinted into my brain.

On the last night, we celebrated my wife’s birthday with food, lots of drink and a Murder Mystery Game. We had all brought costumes to wear, all based around the tv show Outlander. Blokes wearing the full Scottish regalia, including kilts. The women wore low cut dresses or little short pleated tartan mini skirts. Lara wore just such a mini skirt which showed a sexy little red thong when she bent or sat down, and pretty much all of her arse when viewed from the back. I was thankful I was wearing a kilt. Normal pants would have shown my erection.

I lusted after her all evening during the games. The more drunk she got, the more of her of her thong we got to see. Her hubby kept trying to keep her decent and the rest of the males in the party became less and less circumspect in oggling her.

At this point I will own up to not being a drinker. Alcohol never really agreed with me as I usually got uncomfortably sweaty and nauseous after consuming even a small glass. So I was sober whilst the rest of the adults got merry and then roaring drunk.

At the end of the night all staggered to their beds and, if they were anything like my wife, collapsed into a drunken coma. I read for a while and then fell asleep.

I awoke in the middle of the night to someone climbing into bed next to me and pressing freezing cold skin on my naked back. I always sleep naked. A beam of moonlight shone through a crack at the top of the curtains, so I could see my wife in front of me facing away from me. Her soft steady breathing told me she was in a deep sleep.

Warm lips came to my ear and told me to shush. It was unmistakably Lara. I could feel her soft breasts and the hardness of her nipples against my back, and the smoothness of her stomach and legs against me. A hand reached around and encircled my hard hot cock.

I turned around to make sure I wasn’t dreaming and found mself staring into Lara’s big brown eyes.

She kissed me passionately and squeezed my cock playfully. “Do you think I didn’t notice you staring at me all night” she said. “You made me feel so sexy. Askwith never even notices me, but you looking at me made me feel so horny”. I went to answer her, but she planted her lips over mine and slipped her tongue into my mouth.

Her playing with my cock felt so good. I reached around and put my hand on her buttocks. they felt every bit as good as I imagined, hell, they felt even better than that!

In between passionate kisses, I leaned back and took a long look at her breasts bathed in moonlight. Naked, they where infinitely more sexy than they appeared when she was fully clothed. I had to taste them and enjoy those amazing erect nipples. Gently taking each one into my mouth, I slipped one hand down her body and between her legs.

Smooth skin continued down her tummy and onto her pussy. Not a hint of pubic hair, not even stubble or the bumps of hair follicles. Smooth as a prepubescent with wet and puffy pussy lips that just had to be explored. She stifled a gasp when my probing fingers parted her labia and found her clitoris. She wriggled, squeezing my cock hard in her soft fingers. I found myself moving my dick in her fist.It felt good.

Lara disappeared under the duvet and her warm lips and tongue let my cock know they were there. After a little while, Lara shuffled up my body, legs either side of me, and installed herself on my cock. She lay forward and whispered “now isn’t that better than just looking?” There was no denying that she was right. “Better” doesn’t do it justice when you have been longing for something for 18 years, but my mind was in no fit state to think of a more appropriate word, so “better” would have to do.

I slowed everything down so I could savour the experience. I didn’t want to rush to orgasm, it definitely was all about the journey and not the destination. Lara was doing her best to get me to journeys end, joining forces with my stupid cock, but I put my foot down. this was going to last.

Lara arrived at the station with an almighty spasm in her pussy and a string of whispered expletives next to my ear. She told me that she worshipped my cock, which was fine by me as I was pretty pleased with it myself at that point.

I turned her on to her back and climbed between her legs, easing my cock back inside her pussy. There was a movement and a sigh next to me. My heart stopped, my breathing stopped and I turned my head expecting to see my wife staring at me, She was fast asleep.

I waited a few seconds for her breathing to return to its earlier slow rhythm, before resuming my movements inside my little goddess. Holding myself up on my arms, looking down into those big brown eyes is an experience I wanted to last forever.

Lara held me tight, locked in such a passionate kiss that the rest of the world did not exist. I felt her tense up and begin shaking with another intense climax. I couldn’t hold on any more. I know I should have pulled out but there was no way. I pushed in hard until I couldn’t push any further. Arching my back, I let my sperm out of its prison and into Lara’s contracting pussy. It was like she was sucking every last drop into her. The world stopped whilst we both wallowed in shared mindless sexual pleasure.

I rolled off her, took her face in my hands and kissed her like it was the last time I would ever see her.

She slipped out of bed. “I’d better get back before Askwith wakes and finds me gone” she said. As she walked away and out of the room, I got great views of her pussy, boobs and perfect little bottom. My cock twitched hard again, but she was gone.

I lay there reliving each moment over and over until sleep claimed me. I woke to the sound of my wife in the shower. I briefly wondered if I had been dreaming, but I could smell Lara on my pillow and sheets.

Down at breakfast I risked a look at her and a sexy shy smile flashed across her face and then was gone. I could feel Askwith’s eyes boring into the back of my head before I turned and saw him staring at me with confusion on his face. I wondered if he saw her coming back to his bed or if he smelled semen on his wife this morning.

I squeezed past Lara in the kitchen to get to the toaster. She pushed her butt into my groin making it look like she was just trying to let me through. On the way back to the breakfast table with my food, she squeezed my buttock in a way that Askwith couldn’t see her do it. I sat down next to my wife trying to hide my erection.

I felt a dark mood descend and overwhelm me as we all went our separate ways. I felt close to tears on the drive home. I tried to pretend everything was normal, but it wasn’t, everything had changed.

I found I could draw on the visions and feelings from that night to feed my sexual fantasies, but it was a poor substitute for the real thing.

I had to have more.

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