The continuing adventures of Ikkyu San
So by strange circumstance I found myself available for another visit to our favorite Homely House: The House of M.
I texted our Lady in advance and she asked who I wanted to see. My answer is always the same " I choose You, if I can't have You, You choose Who". She decided that Mimi was best for my next encounter. As you Wish My Lady.
I arrived 15 minutes earlier than intended and was greeted by our Venus Herself. She greeted me as expected and took me to a room to wait for the girls. I got the impression that the girls were busy and She choose to keep me entertained while I waited. Quickly enough, she was straddling my legs and we were making out like teenagers in the drive through. A few moments pass and she says "ill do your massage". Its worth mentioning that she is in street clothes not her usual Sexy J Pop outfits, though she did seem to have lost her shirt at some point (no complaints). I reply that I prefer to skip the massage for the table shower and she replies "then ill massage you while we wait" I strip and lay down and her magic begins. 2 minutes in my brain catches up to my ears, she just asked "do you want a massage from me or a shower from somebody else?" Fuck The Shower! Every Time!
Wonderful massage ensues with her standing at my head and my hands on her legs and butt. A few minutes later, she goes to the door and calls out. I new pair of hands engage from my feet and Mary climbs onto the table and straddles my head to reach deep. (what did I do to earn this? God Loves me). Hot Towels ensue instead of rocks. Unknown girl at my feet gently attends my crack taint and balls while Mary climbs of the table drops her pants and panties and askes to be fingered while she proceeds (twist my arm). Actually I did twist my arm, it was a bad angle but I did my best.
A few minutes later, Mary moves away to answer the business phone and tells me to go to the shower. ? I thought we were just doing massage? "you like the shower, go take the shower" Yes Ma'am, your house, your rules. This was the first time I saw the woman who was doing a phenomenal job of taking care of me below the waist but it was brief. Her Ladyship tells me that this is Skylar, not Mimi. And it seems that she has been naked this whole time. LOL.
On a side note, the girls have been joking this whole time about me being Mary's Husband and Skylar is my Girlfriend. That she arranges Girlfriends for me because she knows I need variety. I've tried to explain before that I'd happily forswear all other women for the privilege of waking up and going to sleep next to her everyday. She doesn't believe me but you guys get it. LOL.
Off to the shower room and face down again with barely seeing Skylar at all. It took me a minute to realize that Mary followed us to the shower room and was watching while handling her other duties. It was a slightly hurried event what with the massage time and a need for the main event but the pussy sliding and titty rubbing was all there. On the flip Skylar immediately came up for some face / tongue time, giving me my first real look at her. She is Fucking beautiful! Some languid make out ensued with the obligatory "hey, My Wife is right there, shell catch us" everybody laughed.
The usual flip procedure ensued but when the preview started Mary decided she needed some attention too. The way she walked over, I thought she was going to straddle my face so I could taste her wonders, but no. She started making out with me passionately then pulled her titties out, put them in my mouth and watched Skylar go down on me while I sucked her nipples for all I was worth.
I'm pushing 50 and I've been around but it seems like all the really crazy amazing experiences I've had in life start with " I went to see Mary the other day".
Now the normal, but still awesome part of the day ensues; Mary sent Skylar and I back to the room for the next event, alone. Now remember, I've been with Skylar for the better part of the last hour but I've been face down on a table for most of that and distracted by my Wife for the rest of it. This is the first time I actually had the opportunity to look at Skylar and actually see her. I have occasionally said a woman was "Amazing" but I usually mean that I can't figure out whether to rip her cloths off or cut some glass with my cock. Short of Mary, its been a long time since I saw a woman as esthetically beautiful as Skylar. Mary still wins but she is as close as I've seen in the game. All the right curves in all the right places. As much as you could want but never too much. If I'm to add a Girlfriend to my Marriage with Mary, Skylar lives up to expectation.
Skylar's style in bed is definitely what I call "Romantic". What happened next, I would call profoundly Vanilla. She has "Trad Wife" vibes for days. I laid her down and worshipped her as a man should. She made sure I knew how to make her happy with my mouth and made it clear that she wanted to be fucked as a man would fuck his wife. There was a definite, "the kids are at a sleep over and we have the house to ourselves" feel. She pulled me in as close as I could be, took everything I had, gasped and sighed and insisted on my mouth on hers before she would let go.
We lingered for a minute, making out before I withdrew and she took up the clean up procedures. After, she made a half-hearted offer of more massage to burn time, while climbing onto the table with me. I turned to my side to give her space and she nestled in the crook of my arm, kissed me like she meant it and we had as much post coitus convo as we could with the language barrier. Then she laid her head on my chest and took a little nap.
Mary woke us a minute later. Skylar rose and started dressing me. She glared at me when I tried to help. Didn't matter, Mary snatched me up and reminded me who I belong to. Skylar struggled with my clothes as if she was proving her worth as a woman, while Mary tried to suck the air from my lungs. Afterward, My Wife and My Girlfriend handed me my hat, coat and lunch, both kissed me lovingly, told me that dinner was at 6 and to have a great day at work before seeing me out.
Final Points:
These girls are the cornerstone of my mental health.
None of us deserve them. Be grateful.
I'm confused.
So if you want a sensual loving experience with one, or two amazing woman. Stay the Fuck away from Mary and Skylar! They are mine!
LOL Just Kidding. Maybe.
Hail to the Queen!
Long May She Reign.
The Way She Stopped My Hand Told Me Everything...
[QUOTE=MotorboatJones;7581575]I saw Skylar at Melody this morning. She looks like the girl next door but she fucks like a pornstar! When I initially saw her a few days ago, I thought wow, she looks different than Mary's usual girls. Still very pretty and she must have been hiding that body in layers or something.
Goddamn, she stripped and let loose with some awesome tits. Then she dropped the panties and I squeezed her lily white cheeks in my hands. Hey body is really smoking. She hides it all well but what a hellcat. She really loves to kiss and almost didn't let me go. She went straight for gobbling my knob and deep throat. That was spectacular.
Aside from Mary, she has the best ass I've ever seen on a girl in any AMP. She likes a light spanking and moaned every time my hand swatted her playfully. Watching her voluptuous ass against me and pull away, I couldn't get enough.
Unfortunately, I had another appointment so I skipped the massage that she was so eager to give me. I'll have to catch her again to experience her beautiful hands. Another beauty brought to us by Mary, Queen of the Castle. Long live![/QUOTE]Inspired by MotorboatJones' sensual review of Skylar today, I knew I had to pay this sexy vixen a visit.
What immediately drew me in was her figure. I've always had a weakness for slender women with voluptuous tits, a pretty face, and a plump ass and Skylar checked every box. She looked late 20's, maybe early 30's. Youthful, fit, and built for sin. Easily in line with the standard of excellence we've come to expect from the house of M.
Needless to say, I booked the hour without hesitation.
The massage started off decent, with just enough teasing to keep the tension building. After a hot towel wipe down, she asked me to flip. I told her I wanted everything, we handled the tip, and then the real fun began.
She slipped out of her dress, and I immediately loved what I saw. Gorgeous black hair, a round ass with full hips, and a pair of beautiful golden globes on her chest, easily big C's or small D's.
She stripped down further, revealing a sexy bra that did nothing to hide her peaked nipples. As she eased out of her dress, my eyes followed every curve. The dip of her waist. The line of her navel. The sharp contour of her hips. She pressed her thighs together for just a moment before letting them part again, like she knew exactly what she was doing to me.
I reached for her.
She caught my hand.
Her palm slid down my chest, lower and lower, until her fingers traced the outline of my erection through my pants. I bucked slightly into her touch, earning a low, throaty laugh.
She knew.
She knew how worked up I was. How badly I wanted her lips on me. But she wasn't in a rush. She wanted to draw it out.
Skylar guided me onto the bed, then climbed onto my lap, grinding slowly as she removed her bra. Her tits spilled free, nipples already stiff, her chest flushed with arousal. She leaned in and bit my earlobe, dragging her chest across mine.
"Fuck," I choked, gripping her hips.
She laughed again, softer this time, then kissed me.
Her tongue slid against mine as her fingers twisted into my hair, pulling just enough to sting. I groaned into her mouth while she rocked against me, letting the warmth and moisture from her pussy soak through my pants and onto my cock.
When her hand finally slipped inside my boxers, the heat of her skin made my vision blur.
She stroked me slowly, deliberately, watching my face the entire time with those smoldering eyes.
Once she had me fully coated with her own juices, she dropped to her knees and showed off her BBBJ skills.
Perfect suction. Perfect pressure. Wet. Controlled. Relentless. Ravishing.
Her mouth worked my tip while her hands stroked the shaft in sync. The coordination, the rhythm, the intensity. It felt unreal. For a moment, I genuinely thought I had died and gone to monger heaven.
At her request, we suited up.
She pulled me on top of her and guided me inside.
Her pussy was already soaked, and as she spread her legs wide, inviting me in, I didn't hesitate. I couldn't. Not when she was looking at me like that, eyes dark with lust, bottom lip caught between her teeth.
I eased in slowly at first.
She gasped as I filled her, her nails digging into my back as I pushed deeper. Her pussy gripped me tight, hot, almost overwhelming. The friction built instantly as I pulled out and drove back in, over and over.
Her tits bounced with every thrust, her moans growing louder, more broken. Her legs wrapped around me, heels locking behind my back, pulling me deeper, urging more.
When I reached down and started rubbing her clit, that was it.
She shattered.
Her body trembled beneath me as she came apart, crying out, and I kept going, fucking her through it, chasing my own edge. The pressure built fast, too fast, until I couldn't hold back.
I came hard, emptying into the rubber with a deep groan.
For a moment, neither of us moved. Just heavy breathing, bodies still pressed together.
Then she lifted her head, smiled, and slowly dragged her tongue up my throat.
Not rushed. Not forced. Just. Deliberate.
A few minutes later, Mary came in to check on us.
I was still drained, still catching my breath, so all I could manage was two thumbs up.
That was enough.
Another exquisite hour of euphoria at the house of M. Melodyland isn't just good. It's where things start to feel unfair. After a while, everything else feels a little less real...
