When I was a university student, I rented a room from a middle aged lady by the name of Madame G.... The first time it happened I thought it was a coincidence. I sleep naked. I was half awake, uncovered and with a formidable erection when I heard a soft knock at the door. “Are you asleep still? May I come in?” She peaked her head in as she let herself in timidly. “Oh, pardon, I didn’t meant to wake you up” she said, standing at the doorway. “I just wanted to bring you fresh towels.” She moved over to my bed, continuing to speak as if she had not noticed my nudity and my erection. “Where do you want me to leave them? Shall I just put them in the bathroom?” I had been so surprised that I hadn’t thought of covering up. As she came out she carried on our one-sided conversation. “I am going to make breakfast. What would you like?” I was embarrassed to face my land lady when I walked in the kitchen. “I apologize for my nudity... I hope I did not embarrass you. I certainly was embarrassed to be totally naked in front of you.” She laughed, “you silly boy. I am old enough to be your mother. Hasn’t she seen you naked? Think of me as if she had surprised you naked.” “Yea but there is the little problem that you saw me with a huge erection,” I remarked. “No big deal,” she replied absentmindedly. Hum, did she really mean that, or something else? I thought to myself. Why did she barge into my room unannounced and carried on as if there was nothing unusual” I went to my classes that morning feeling uneasy, on edge. Embarrassed as it was for me, I couldn’t help feeling erotically aroused by the incident. I kept wondering if she had also felt aroused but tried to dissimulate it. Over the next few days I wanted to re-experience this delicious sensation of being caught totally naked by my landlady. I tried to think of ways for her to surprise me naked again without raising her suspicions of how much erotic pleasure I derived from her seeing me totally naked, especially with an erection. The second time I got out of the shower and wrapped myself in a towel. She greeted me with a grin. I went to my room and left the door ajar, I disrobed. I heard Madame Fortin laughing. “I can see you young man. You are totally naked. Not bad...I needed that with my morning coffee to wake me up... Thank you.” I pretended to be amused too as I made attempts to cover myself with my hands as I turned around. “Too late for that,” she replied laughing. It was the next time that really surprised me. This time I had not tried to show myself nude. She walked in my room after my shower and simply asked me if I wanted her to pick up anything from the grocery store for me. Again I felt this delicious erotic surge invading me that felt like heat arising in my loins from being totally naked before her, clothed. I made no attempt to hide my nudity. “... By now you shouldn’t be embarrassed if I happen to walk in on you and find you naked,” she remarked. To which I replied mumbling something or other. After my landlady left, I decided to be more daring from now on. The next day, I walked out of the shower naked into the kitchen and poured myself a cup of coffee. I was wondering how she would react to this. I was encouraged to try by what she had told me the day before when she surprised me naked. She was reading her paper, her reading glasses balancing precariously on the tip of her nose, not paying any attention to me. Jeez, what a rush! I knew damn well that she was fully aware of my nudity even if she pretended that she had not noticed. How could she have not? It’s not as if it was too subtle. I was wearing nothing walking around her kitchen with a rock-hard erection. As I was about to go back to my room she called me back and piped up, “so what do you think about the teachers’ strike? I think it is disgraceful... I think they are paid more than enough, with two months vacations... what do you think Jake,” She added turning towards me and taking her reading glasses off. So there I was exposing everything, my engorged cock in full view, and I leaning against the counter, having a casual conversation with my landlady as if I was in my street cloths. The turn-on was unbelievable. I hoped and prayed I would keep my erection. We talked for well over a half hour. She did not seem to be in any hurry to end this conversation, and frankly neither was I. From then on I no longer hesitated to go to the kitchen naked for my morning coffee and lingering on, having a nice conversation with her and offering her an eye full of my frontal nudity. In fact I proceeded to the next logical step. I simply took to walk naked around the house all the time, something Madame Fortin did not to object and seemed to enjoy as much as I did. I was wondering if she was turned on too. If she was, nothing betrayed her emotions. I was wondering too why she had not pretended for me to surprise her naked too. Well I didn’t have to wait too long. Shortly after I had decided to just be naked at all times, events had taken an interesting turn. When I walked into the bathroom one morning she was getting out of the shower, drying herself. “I hope I didn’t make you wait too long young man” she said with a beguiling smile. Wow, unbelievable, what a body for a middle aged woman, and a neatly shaved cunt! She carried on drying her hair and asked, “You know Eunice next door and I are having an argument about the new by-law about watering our gardens.” So here we are both naked, she displaying the most adorable ass and the most incredible cunt slit still glistening from the water of her shower, and we are carrying a conversation about watering the garden. “What on earth is she thinking having all these discussions as if nothing was unusual?” I thought. When she spread herself to dry between her thighs, I thought my eyes were going to pop out. But when she turned around and ran sensuously her towel in the crack of her ass I was about to pass out. Well, would you believe that she wrapped her hair in a towel and not her nude body as she marched out to her room to get dressed? As she left she gave me a broad smile full of guile, as if to say, “So how did you enjoy seeing me naked. Well young fellow, that’s one incredible erection you have there. You think I hadn’t noticed?” I was embarrassed by the erection I got and tried hard to conceal it. Every morning the same scenario; I couldn’t take it anymore. After she left I would jerk myself furiously. I am sure the first time it happened, she knew exactly what I was up too. When I walked in the kitchen my erection gone, she said smiling without lifting her eyes off her paper, “feeling better now?” Then a few days after that first morning when she stepped out of the shower naked for the first time, and I had a tough time concealing my erection she walked up to me, took hold of my erection and without a word she led me with it to her bed room. On her knees she swallowed my cock gagging on it, igniting a consuming fire that spread from the pit of my stomach and ravaging every fiber of my being. I found myself pressing her head against me, praying I wouldn’t cum yet. She got up and passed her arms around my neck. Our lips met. She bit gently my lower lip and then pried my mouth open while her tongue explored my mouth, all the while pressing her belly against my erection. Soon her thigh found itself between mine. She was rubbing her cunt against me, in the process, grinding my cock. By then I was crying inwardly begging silently for the relief I was craving for, but which she continued to deny me. A hand on my shoulder holding me at arm’s length, her eyes locked in mine; she slipped two fingers between the glistening lips of her cunt before pulling out of her and offering them to me to suck on. I took them eagerly, tasting her sweet honey. I gave in to my craving for more. I lifted her naked body throwing her on her bed, spreading her thighs. My lips covered her belly with wet kisses moving closer and closer to that dark humid mysterious delta between her thighs from which a strong musty aroma emanated. Her breathing became labored, betraying her arousal. When I reached the swollen lips of her slit she greeted me with the most delightful scent of her juices. Soon my tongue was penetrating her. It found her swollen clit. Madame Fortin, on her elbows was looking at me intently riveted on my eyes as I devoured her. Soon her back was arching, her head thrown back, her breathing became more erratic. I knew I was about to push her over the cliff precipitating her into her orgasm. I thrust my cock deep in her my thumb continuing to rub furiously her erect clit. My mouth had found an aroused nipple. She took my free hand and moved it into the crack of her ass. “I want ... Oh... you... my ass...” By then she was incoherent. And as my finger penetrated her ass, I realized this was the last moment I had a rational thought. I desperately held back. I wanted to watch her as I pushed her over the edge. “Kiss me there …” she said spreading the cheeks of her ass. I timidly put my lips to her anus. Then I don’t know how, I started to lick it, and then I pushed my tongue inside it. Madame Fortin was writhing in the throes of an intense orgasm. Her warm inside of her cunt was in my mouth as she wrapped her thighs around my neck snuggly, while her thigh muscles tightened around me. I held sucking and licking her while she convulsed uncontrollably. “Oh fuck... Jake this is ... yes... keep going ... awesome... don’t ... please....fuck ...” She ran her fingers up and down my back clawing her nails deep in the flesh of the mounds of my ass. Her teeth found my neck. She bit me hard. Slowly I let het her down. She was out of breath, a strand of her beautiful raven black hair stuck to her forehead. Her eyes closed she held me tight against her while I was moving rhythmically ready to finally find my own release. Just as I was about to discharge, she pulled me out of her cunt. On her knees she grabbed my throbbing cock and with vigorous motions she brought along its shaft, masturbating me she led me to the edge. She continued her frantic hand motions, making me come into her open mouth. Then she ran her tongue over the head of my cock sucking every drop of my slimy spurt all the while her gaze locked on mine. She had a smirk on her lips as she ran her tongue around her mouth and ran her fingers over her face collecting any of my spunk before licking them.