I was at the table in the kitchen, stuffing my face with bread sticks to pass the time—crumbs all over my lap, olive oil stains on my shirt; I was a real teenage mess when she walked in. She was a full blown woman, not like my pubescent eighteen year old peers at the time. Dan’s mom was toned legs, bouncy hair, and perky tits that always seemed to be fighting the confines of her bra. Like I said, a real woman — the sort to ruin a man’s life, if he isn’t careful.
She stared at me with her light hazel eyes. “Oh, Addie! Didn’t know we had company.”
“Hey Mrs. P. Hope it’s no trouble,” I said, dipping another bread stick into the garlic infused olive oil before shoving it into my mouth.
“Oh, no trouble at all.” She had just come back from the gym and was in her workout attire: a tight fitting, polyester outfit that left little to the imagination. I could even see the faint outline of her muff, peeking out from between those sculpted thighs.
“Ugh, I am famished,” she said, seating herself down at the table next to me. “Cardio gets my appetite up.” She brought one of the bread sticks to her full lips, closing around it slowly with her mouth before biting down. I’ll admit, my horny teenage ass was already hard. “So where’s Dan?”
“Oh,” I said, breaking myself out of my trance. “Dan’s in the bathroom taking a shower.”
She rolled her eyes. “He takes forever in there.”
“Ha, yeah…” I said. I wasn’t sure were to go with this — this lady was from a different universe. “Nice workout, Mrs. P?”
“Oh, aren’t you precious.” She patted my lower thigh. “It was good. Got the endorphins flowing. Oh, look at that, we’re all out of bread sticks. I’ll get some more.”
Mrs. P stood up and moved into the kitchen, leaving a wet spot on her chair—sweet ass sweat from her workout, soaking through those polyester tights. I suddenly had an irresistible urge rub my face in it.
I looked over my shoulder to the kitchen. She was around the corner, digging around in a cupboard. Out of sight. So I went for it, leaning over the chair, I buried by nose in that wet spot, breathing in deep. The smell was delicious: forbidden pheromones, fresh salt, and the sour scent of asshole.
“And what are you doing?” said Mrs. P, back from the kitchen. She had her smartphone out and was taking a video, sinister laughter playing across her high cheekbones. “Smelling my ass sweat?”
My heart caught in my throat. I was fucked. “Well, I, uh.”
She sauntered over with her camera. “You’re a dirty little pervert, aren’t you?”
“No, Mrs p, I…”
“Shhhh.” She turned off the video camera and sat back down in her chair. “There’s nothing for you to say right now.” She held her phone up for me, replaying the video she just captured. “So tell me why I shouldn’t send this to your parents?”
I was as white as a ghost. “Mrs. P, please, I’m really sorry. I won’t do it again.“
“I don’t want your useless apology. How are you going to make this up to me?”
“I don’t know. Just tell me what to do and I’ll do it.”
Her smile widened. “You know, I like watching you squirm.” She then stood up, popping her ass in the air in front of me as she bent over the chair. “I want you to bury your face in my ass.”
“What?!” I was incredulous. My mind was numb.
“Yeah, you like smelling my ass sweat so much, well now you can drink your fill.” She slapped her pussy between her legs. “Get to it, you dirty little pervert.”
I did what I was told. It was surreal. I brought my nose between those perfect, rounded butt cheeks, and breathed in. It smelled like the chair: sweat, salt, and wet skin.
“Really get in there,” said Mrs. P, grabbing the back of my head and shoving it against her ass. She started gyrating on my face, smashing her pussy and asshole against my head. I could hear light moans emerging from her parted lips.
Without a word, she released my head and peeled off her tights, exposing a perfect, puffy pussy to the kitchen air. “Lick it,” she said.
She didn’t need to tell me twice. I plunged my face between those exposed thighs, licking and slurping greedily as my nose tickled her asshole. My spit mixed with her juices and flowed down my chin, and neck. From above, I heard her moan. I looked up to see the muscles in her back tense as she arched back.
She pushed me away and sat back down on her chair, spreading her legs out to either side. “Have you ever fucked a pussy before, Addie?” she asked.
“Yes Mrs. P.” It had been a year, but I wasn’t about to share that little detail.
“Good, then you’ll fuck me nice and hard?”
I nodded, unzipping my pants. My throbbing cock shot out like it was spring loaded.
“Oh my god!” she said, her eyes glistening. “Look at you! It’s huge!” She beckoned with her finger, and I approached. My heart was racing, I was really about to do this — to fuck my friend’s hot mom.
I pushed the tip of my massive cock between her labia, her lubed pussy coating my massive shaft with warm juices as I entered her. Tight warmth engulfed me, and I shivered in pleasure.
“Oh my god!” she screamed. “Oh shit! You’re filling me up, you dirty little boy!”
It was true, I was only two thirds of the way in, and was struggling to get any deeper. But I was a gentleman, so I didn’t push it. I pulled back and thrust back in, making it half way before hitting too much resistance. Mrs. P’s pussy was dripping massive wads of fluid onto the floor as I spread her out.
“What do you think you’re doing?” She screamed between moans of pleasure. “Take my pussy, take all of it!”
I grabbed her thighs, suddenly consumed by a primal lust, and shoved myself all the way inside. My swollen cock throbbing as I opened her up deep on the inside. I could see her stomach move lightly with each thrust.
“Oh shit,” she screamed, writhing in orgasmic pleasure on the chair. “Fuck me with your monster cock you dirty little boy!”
The ridges of her tight pussy gripped me with each thrust, sending waves of pleasure up my shaft. I could feel the pressure quickly building at the base, my balls tightening as I neared climax. I slowed down my thrusts to avoid finishing too soon.
“Are you about to cum, sweetie?”
I nodded.
“Do you want to cum inside me?”
I nodded again.
“Then do it, you dirty little boy. Fill my cunt with your hot cum.”
“Oh god!” I moaned as hot, thick semen spilled out of me, filling my friend’s mom to the brim. The orgasm came strong, and I twitched as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. Finally, I emptied the last of my fluids into Dan’s mom, and collapsed into the chair on top of her.
“Good job,” she said, petting my head with a manicured hand. “You fucked me better than my husband ever has, you little stallion.”
“So, you’ll delete the video?” I said.
“I think I’ll keep it. It might come in handy if I ever need my pussy stretched out again.” She said, giving me a wink. “Better be nice to me, Addy. I own your cock now.”
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