Holiday romance

I am 45 years old, two children, her husband, in a small apartment houses. Everyone thinks I'm a happy woman. For this running my own business, printing, what more could you want? Husband beats and does not drink, once a year we go on holiday on the Baltic Sea, the eldest son goes to college soon. Such a life is the dream of many women, but it is mine? No, I'm only happy when I'm with Surya. It all started from my little "revolt".

With over 40 years of not really experienced anything, I lived for her husband and children, for the company, I wanted everyone envied my life. But what I had with him? Only pendulous abdomen after pregnancy and shattered nerves. I've always wanted to see Indonesia, so at 44 I bought a birthday trip. Alone, without a husband and children. Only them that I said. Obviously husband objected, and the kids wanted to go with me, but I was adamant. I went there with a group of strangers to me people.

When we landed in Jakarta could not believe it really happened. Local guys do not seem to me spirited, but few of them caught my eye, some of them certainly would invite to bed ... with my husband for years I did not have good sex and orgasms are the only ones that assured herself. Especially in the eye he hits me Surya. At the beginning, when I was told that the name of our guide, expect women - fooled me his name, and then it turned out to be a very popular male name in Indonesia. Surya had hazel eyes, dark skin and short but clear curly hair. His features betrayed that only recently emerged from boyhood.

Surya often to me, smiled, and his smile zwalał me every time his feet. Sometimes we talked and often accompanied me during walks in the garden, telling tidbits about life in Indonesia. Fortunately, I know English very well, so we had no communication problems. I caught itself on the fact that I started to dress only the sexiest clothes from my suitcase, regretted that it took them more ...

One day, while talking in the gazebo, Surya suddenly and very passionately kissed me, for a moment I was speechless, and my heart sped up. With pleasure I gave this unexpected kiss. His soft lips were moving smoothly through the mine, and his tongue smoothly operated in my mouth, even more nakręcało me. We kissed for a long moment, but that day it ended, because he had a moment like a tour around the city another group.

The next day he came in the afternoon to my room and welcome gave me a passionate kiss. Immediately I felt nice and I felt like I start to get wet on the bottom. I pulled him into the depths of his room and sat on the bed, I sat astride him. His lips began to follow after my neck and kisses descended down. Hand strap slipped off my shirt and bra, kissed tenderly skin cleavage. In his gentle kisses, but I felt passion, lust and unspeakable delight. My pussy began to be increasingly wet, I started to move slightly, grazing his body. The atmosphere began to be even hotter, and Surya finally got to my breasts and began to kiss her nipples. When it is not ashamed that I had stretch marks on them that they were not full and firm as when I was 20 years. Our caresses had to be interrupted because the boss called his cell phone and called him suddenly to an additional thematically short tour group. I told him that I would wait for him in the evening. It is true that we had held out for shows Indonesian saman dance, but said that it hurts my stomach and will be in the room. My stomach hurt, but only with excitement and anxiety that this young man really shows up in my room.

Surya greeted me hot, passionate kiss, which was hidden all of his passion and desire towards me. Although experienced more than 40 years, it has never felt so sexy, as at that time. Without waiting for his movement, I pulled himself blouse underneath is not put on a bra. I unbuttoned his shirt and I saw the chocolate, lightly muscled abdomen. Slowly I walked down to the bottom, kissing and licking his entire chest to the navel. Surya swift movement undid the belt of his trousers. I knew that this position had a perfect view of my breasts and erect nipples, and even more to me twirled. I pulled his pants down, and then began to pull teeth boxers. I felt that her panties had been completely wet.

His penis was not perhaps too stately, but I would not say it was small. I took it in my mouth and began to suck the acorn, and Surya moaned softly. With my husband rarely I had sex, oral sex, and usually when we were young. I did not like it and did mechanically, but with my Indonesian lover felt that she joined me some new power. I just felt like a sexy she-cat and I wanted to do it well. I massaged his penis lips and tongue, and his quiet moans turned into pomroku satisfaction. In the end, he told me to stand up and led her toward the bed, threw me on it.

swift movement took off my shorts with himself, and he put his hand in my pants, looking for my clitoris. He pulled me the rest of the wardrobe and turned over to the other side. He came at me in a position on a teaspoon, in the meantime, do not stop kissing my body, and the hand still caressed the clitoris, which was swollen and sensitive to its sensitive touch. His penis was moving rhythmically in my pussy, and I began to moan with pleasure. For the first time in many years I had an orgasm during sex, a strong wave of pleasure shook my whole body and I had to bury my head in the pillow to cry pleasure not to leave his feet throughout the hotel. Surya came a few moments for me at the last minute stepped member of my pussy and came on my back. That evening a long time I could not pick up, I felt literally like a drunk and I could not stand up. When my lover had already come out, then passionately he kissed me goodnight and loving gesture covered with a blanket.

In the next, the last days in Indonesia have not stopped to meet and spent every free moment to get to know their bodies. With him I felt again that I am a full-fledged woman who still loves sex. I did not feel that it is not proper to a woman my age - when I wanted to, it could have sex with him in the position 69, lick sperm from his penis, or love in any position that was not necessarily a missionary. However, the time of departure finally arrived and I had to say goodbye to him. But it was not "goodbye" but "goodbye." Since my return to the Polish have already met once, I settled him a ticket to France, and I myself, I went there "training" For a crazy two weeks I loved him in a thousand ways. And in a week to meet with him again, again I go back to Indonesia ... I hope that Surya has prepared something special for my return.