Deathly pleasure

My name is Frenchy for 28 years and I have been living with Claudia, who is 26 years old, for the past two years. Four years ago her father died in a tragic way. Her mother (Sonya) and Claudia have learned to deal with it reasonably well. The first year that I got to know Claudia she cried a lot and so did Sonya. Claudia told me that they had both found an outsider who could really listen but also put things in perspective.

In short, I think this grieving process is fairly over. But a few months ago Claudia’s grandfather, Sonya’s father, passed away at the age of 72. He had had a heart condition for quite some time. The three of us arranged the funeral. The other brothers and sisters of Sonya live too far away, so Sonya arranged everything, and we helped with that.

There was only a big problem, Friday is the funeral and Claudia, who is an accountant at a large bank, has an appointment in Paris on that Friday. That meeting is incredibly important. Her employer had told her to stay at home. But Claudia didn’t have such a good relationship with her Grandpa and my mother-in-law knows that too.

Claudia also said to her mother, “If I stay at home I’m really doing that for you mom”. To which she said, “Oh well, no, I’ll be fine”. “And you Frenchy?”, Claudia asked. I’m going with your mother, and I will support her as much as a son-in-law can. Oh, you are a sweetheart, Sonya said and gave me two big kisses. You have a darling husband Claudia. Yes, that’s right, Claudia said and ran her hand through my hair.

At the end of Thursday afternoon, Claudia and her boss left for Paris. I wished her luck and we kissed goodbye. She would be back on Monday evening. Before Claudia left she said; If you want, drop by Mother tonight. She is very sad, will you do that for me? Of course honey I do that for you.

At 8 p.m. I walked into her house. Hello Sonya, how are you? Oh, how nice of you to come by. It’s okay, tomorrow everything will be over. Do you want some coffee? Yes please, I would like that. And she disappeared into the kitchen. She returned with two steaming cups of coffee. She began to recall all kinds of memories from the past. At one point she burst into tears.

All this time she could hold back, but now it came out. I put down my coffee and sat with her on the couch and put an arm around her. She put her head on my shoulders. Let it out, I said, it’s all the sadness coming out. I know she said, I’m so ashamed. Why? It is normal that you are sad. You are so nice to me. That is also very normal, you are always nice to us. She smiled and gave me a kiss that accidentally landed on my mouth.

She was slightly shocked by that. I gave a kiss back and also on her mouth as a sign that I didn’t mind. You are a lovely woman and I gave her lots of little kisses on her cheeks and mouth. And without realizing it, we both opened our mouths and it was no longer a kiss, but a straight up French kiss. Our tongues were playing wildly and our breathing was now very heavy. My hand went to her bare knee and stroked the inside of her thighs. She spread her legs willingly and I felt her panties soaking wet.

I stroked her crotch and she started to moan. She looked at me and said; Frenchy, what are we doing? This is not good, is it? But I like it so much and I haven’t had a guy in so long. My dick was about to burst so you can’t expect me to use my mind anymore. I pulled her back to me and pushed my tongue deep into her mouth again. And she returned this kiss so wildly. And now I felt her hand caress my dick too.

She pulled my zipper down and reached into my pants looking for my dick. It was not long before she took it out of my pants. How beautiful, she said. She leaned forward and took it in her mouth and sucked it hard. In the meantime I had put her panties aside and there was a finger in her really drenched cunt. And when I touched her clit she came shocking.

I got up and took her and my clothes off. I put her on the floor and let myself fall on top of her. I suddenly thrust my dick into her pussy and slowly started to fuck. Our mouths sucked together and our tongues were in great battle. We both groaned and Sonya really started to scream now. I missed this so much! This is this delicious! She drummed on my ass with her ankles. And pulled my hair violently. She lay twisting and shaking beneath me like a wild beast.

You can really fuck like a wilde beast and your dick is so hard and big. Fuck me as hard as you can, Frenchy. I also wanted to fuck her from behind. I pulled back and Sonya turned around and with a firm thrust I rammed my dick into her pussy again. I grabbed her big tits and squeezed her nipples. She moaned loudly.

I pulled my dick out of her pussy and poked it against her anus. What are you going to do? You are too high, you have to be lower, she cried out. No, I was right were I wanted to be and I pushed on. My dick was only half in her ass. I started to fuck very quietly and caress her clit. Oh my God, I’ve never been fucked in my ass before, go on!

I now really started to bang her hard. She hit her head against the ground, she became crazy of pure horniness. Before cumming I turned her on her back and thrust my cock back into her pussy. And my tongue went back into her mouth and our tongues fought a wild and wonderful fight. When she came, I think she really passed out. She jerked and relaxed immediately. And without hesitation I emptied her cock into her cunt.

We lay panting in each other’s arms. I’m going to get something to drink I said. And got up and I went into the kitchen. Moments later I returned with two glasses of wine. Sonya sat down on the couch and I sat down next to her. And put my arm around her. Did you like it? I asked. I didn’t know this could be so good. And what do we do with Claudia? If she would know this, Sonya said. Sonya this remains between you and me. Okay? OK, she said. And our mouths sucked together for the umpteenth time.