Out of Bounds. Chapter 4.

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Chapter 4:Stefan spent the winter trimester productively but, regarding any sexual adventures, uneventfully in Tübingen. Although he had Irmgard’s phone number, he had decided not to ring. Despite his wish to continue his relationship, Stefan did not feel entitled to hold Irmgard captive. Also, he did not rush back to Saarbruecken. Over Easter, Stefan spent ten days with friends in Provence.He returned to Saarbruecken for a busy final term. His teaching commitments in the Education Faculty required preparation. Stefan would have little spare time with two papers to deliver at conferences and several visits to distant parts of Germany.He was fortunate in that the University had reserved for him his apartment in their guest-house. On his second night back, he went to Liesl’s café. It felt like a homecoming, and Liesl welcomed him like a long-lost friend. She scolded him for not coming sooner. Irmgard, she told him with a knowing smile, had dropped in every night since Easter Monday. How could he be so cruel and turn up weeks late?Only minutes after ten, Irmgard arrived. Stefan had placed himself at the corner table behind the partition to avoid being seen from the entrance. By watching Liesl’s face, he knew that Irmgard had arrived. She breezed in in her usual fashion to embrace Liesl. Only then did she see Stefan sitting in the corner.Irmgard told him off for coming so late and surprising her. But then, her possession-taking embrace, her kiss, and the pitch of her voice told how much she had missed him. She welcomed him back as her lover!They sat together for an hour or so, as close together as decency allowed, continuously reaching out to each other for just a touch. Stefan suddenly realised how much he liked Irmgard’s familiar smell! With Liesl close by, they chatted about general things. As always, he walked with her to her car.There, in the semi-dark, Stefan took Irmgard in his arms and asked, ‘Are you coming to visit me tomorrow night?’Irmgard’s face lit up with a broad grin as she brought her lips close to his and whispered, ‘You try stopping me.’ The kissing that followed promised all for tomorrow. Their embrace stayed just decent, mainly because their eager hands were hindered by the bulk of clothing still required in early spring. So, positively charged for tomorrow, Irmgard and Stefan reluctantly parted.To celebrate, Stefan prepared a mini-feast of choice French and German delicatessen and champagne. He, as once before, bought candles and flowers to set the mood for their reunion. When Irmgard entered and saw what Stefan had prepared, she immediately turned into his arms and said, ‘God, I’ve missed all this! And you! You have no idea how much I’ve missed you.’Stefan helped her out of her coat. Before he could put it away, Irmgard put her arms around his neck and whispered, ‘Is this all you want me to take off?’ Then, nodding to the made-up bed and partly set table, her voice breathily sexy, she continued, ‘Do you really want us to eat first? Aren’t you hungry for a different feast? I, for one, have fasted too long! So much of me is starved for your attention!’Irmgard raised her arms, inviting bahis siteleri him to pull first her top, and with it, the bra over her head. Stefan threw them aside and kissed her opening lips. While her tongue demandingly parted his, Irmgard pressed her bared tits against him and reached down to unzip her skirt. She just let it slide to the floor. Now, Stefan’s hand stroked down her back to slide his fingers under her pantyhose and panties. Irmgard broke free and laughed, ‘Now it would get messy. We better be patient for a moment longer.’She stepped out of her skirt and invited him to look at her: Straight-backed, laughing, bare-breasted, with her shapely, long legs accentuated by the pantyhose and high heels! Then she turned for the bathroom. Her beauty and brazen sexiness robbed Stefan of his breath.He collected Irmgard’s strewn-over-the-floor clothing, put the food and champagne back into the fridge, undressed and waited. He heard the shower. Irmgard had used it only a few times before, after a long session of loving, to freshen up for her drive home.The Irmgard of tonight was in some magical way different from the woman Stefan had loved four months ago. What had delighted him then in Irmgard was her almost innocent openness, the absence of any prudery and coquettishness. In their love-making then, she was curious and adventurous but almost child-like trusting that he would guide her.The Irmgard of tonight, Stefan sensed, was no longer child-like. She was a woman, confident, self-assured. She liked herself and knew what she wanted and how to get it. And Stefan was not disappointed that Irmgard had changed. He was thrilled and proud that this new Irmgard still wanted him as a man and lover.When Irmgard emerged from the bathroom, she crossed the space to the bed slowly. Upright, proudly displaying her beauty, she looked down on him with the beginning of a smile and asked, ‘Do you still like what you see? Do you want me as much as last year, Stefan? Tonight, you’ll have to prove it.’Instead of an answer, Stefan stretched out his arms. Irmgard practically threw herself at him and into an all reservations abandoning kiss. Her body, although hot from the shower, shivered. She squirmed and moaned as Stefan’s hand closed over her tits and then wandered over her body to grip a twitching buttock.There was not going to be a slow, playful build-up tonight. When Stefan reached between Irmgard’s readily spreading thighs, her pussy’s lips opened wet and hot to his pressing-in fingers. As they seemed to be sucked into her cunt, Irmgard cried out, ‘Yes! Yes, Stefan! Touch me, feel me, love me! I – my pussy – have so missed you! It’s been too long, much too long!’Irmgard brought her legs up against her breasts. Then, her frantic hand grasped Stefan’s cock and pushed it into the tight but slippery-hot grip of her cunt as Stefan mounted.Almost upright, kneeling, he fucked Irmgard with deeply penetrating strokes that made her cry out. At both their level of arousal, it would have ended much too quickly in a major orgasm. So, a now knowing and assertive Irmgard reached up and none too gently pulled Stefan down into a voluptuous canlı bahis siteleri kiss before breathily whispering against his lips, ‘I’m close to coming already. Don’t you want to kiss me, eat my hot pussy into coming! Make me, Stefan! Make me come like that! Please!’Stefan reluctantly unsheathed his throbbing cock and slid down. Irmgard – with a triumphant laugh – pulled her knees up to her cheeks. Shameless, she offered now her fucked and lushly aroused, hot-glistening pussy to Stefan’s eyes, fingers, and tongue. She was panting and biting her pulled-in lower lip as she waited.On Stefan’s first broad lick, Irmgard cried out in pure lust. It urged him immediately to let his tongue begin its tantalising play over her cunt’s inner opening. Irmgard meowed shrilly as she ground her pussy against his mouth. To Stefan, it felt as if her cunt wanted to suck his tongue into its hot-tasty depth. But eventually, as Irmgard had not forgotten over her long winter, Stefan’s lips, teeth and tongue settled on her clit.Just what it promised was enough to trigger for Irmgard the first wave washing in. As Stefan circled and sucked and nipped her pleasure-pearl, Irmgard’s moans changed to shrill, breathy cries. And her thighs locked Stefan’s head into a shivering embrace that threatened to strangle him.For Irmgard on this night, it was too little and too mild a climax. As Stefan’s urging mouth propelled her deeper into her orgasm, she pulled him up by his hair. And he knew what she wanted. He lifted her legs on his shoulders. Then, looking at her lust-distorted face, he rammed his cock into Irmgard’s stretched-up, gaping cunt. Abandoning all restraint, Irmgard screamed out, ‘Yes! Yes, Stefan! You love to fuck me, don’t you? God, I want it so much! Yes, Stefan! Fuck me hard! Yes, like that! Yes! Yes!’Irmgard’s raw, naked lust sucked them both into what seemed a forever tumbling torrent of orgiastic pleasure until, finally, spent, hoarse and out of breath, they were tossed ashore.Over long minutes they clung together to recover their usual selves. Irmgard broke the silence. In a muted, trembling voice, she asked, ‘Have I shocked you, Stefan?’As so often with questions like that, words as an answer, would not suffice. So, Stefan just hugged her closer. It made Irmgard giggle in relief and persuaded her to explain, ‘I told you I was famished for our marvellous sex! Lying alone in my bed between Christmas and Easter and remembering our love-making was torture. I now knew what I need! So, tonight, I decided I would not wait a minute longer, even if I had to all-but-rape you.’Irmgard burst into an embarrassed laugh. ‘I did, didn’t I? Have I turned into a hussy? Would you mind if I did?’He could truthfully assure her that he was thrilled by her raunchy sexiness, that she so loved to give him her pussy, to be eaten up and gloriously fucked. He was the luckiest man alive to have a beautiful, sexy woman like her, wanting him as her lover. He finished with a joke. ‘After tonight, I can be certain that you visit me not only wanting a feed. I love your sexy appetite for extras. But, are you ready now for a simple meal?’Irmgard canlı bahis grinned, rubbing her stomach. ‘I’m famished.’The table was quickly set, and the champagne’s cork popped. They toasted their reunion and thoroughly enjoyed their meal. During it, their conversation took an interesting turn.For one, Stefan talked about his time in Tübingen, his Christmas in snow-bound Austria, and his visit to Provence. Since they met, Irmgard had never questioned Stefan about his marriage and divorce or details of his life, plans and circumstances. She desisted from doing so, not out of consideration for his privacy or disinterest.However pleasurable and meaningful it had become for her, Irmgard accepted that their relationship was an opportunistic, short-term liaison. There was no question that either she or Stefan would change their life paths to make them converge. Neither she nor he was taking possession of the other’s life.That this was Irmgard’s realistic and unsentimental outlook, her easy chatter about their time of separation made clear. Firstly, she complained that Liesl had let her down by not finding another attractive and suitable stranger for her. She grinned and pinched Stefan’s ass. Then she told him about Susanne, a woman she worked with and who had become a friend.Susanne, a few years older than her, was divorced. Now that a year had passed since Irmgard’s husband had passed away, Susanne suggested that they occasionally go out together and have some fun. On her own, Susanne was reluctant to do so. ‘Susanne lives in town. She knows none of my friends in my village. She is on the hunt for a lover like you. I was naughty, telling her about us. I thought it would be fun going out with her occasionally, even though I don’t have that much time on weekends.’During the carnival time, they went out twice. Once to a masked ball and after, to a nightclub with two men they had met at the ball. It had been fun.Irmgard suddenly had the urge to give Stefan a quick hug. He suspected that his grin was somewhat laboured when he said, ‘I see. So, your little black dress got another outing.’Irmgard protested immediately. ‘Certainly not! To the ball, I was in costume as a pirate. To the nightclub, I was decently dressed. You can’t encourage fellows on a first date. That black dress I’ll only wear again for going out with an exceptional man. You know what that dress does to me and what follows!’Smiling at him sweetly, Irmgard made a show of putting his mind at ease. ‘Jealous, are you? I like that, but there is no reason for it yet. They were nice enough men, but as Susanne said at the ball, they were only husbands in temporary disguise. And she didn’t even ask if they were married. Even for Susanne, they lit no fire. For me – after you – there was not even a glow!’The champagne may have helped. Irmgard continued by telling Stefan that she and Susanne had booked a holiday in Majorca in May. They hoped to have some fun, and she was looking forward to it. It was a holiday adventure she had never imagined she could or would have.Altogether, it became evident to Stefan that Irmgard had broken her chains. She had freed herself from the constraints of her past and from whatever could hinder her now. And Stefan sensed that in her mind, a hindrance could well be him. Therefore, the new Irmgard let him know that she considered herself unbound.

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