Her mom was 10 feet away doing chores while I fucked her in the living room [MF]

I had met her the day before and we had just had one of the most wild and exciting sexual encounters of my life. I had spent the entire day thinking about all of the details of the night before and could not get it — or her — out of my mind. I called her and asked if she wanted to see me again that night and she was excited. I don’t think either of us had any idea that we were going to connect so strongly, but we weren’t going to miss out it. She was due to move away in about two weeks, head off to college across the country, and I wanted to get as much time in as I could while she was still here.

I got to her house around 7 pm and strode boldly to the front door to say hello. Her mother answered, a very handsome woman with a genuine smile, and asked who I was and what I needed. I told her I was there to see her daughter for our date, and I was caught off guard at the look of surprise on her face. Suddenly her daughter, lets call her Rebekah, popped around the corner and tried to shoo her mom away. I guess she hadn’t mentioned that she was going anywhere that night.

Mom and daughter got into an argument about it in a language I couldn’t understand — and had never heard before — the result of which was that Rebekah wasn’t allowed to go anywhere that night, but that I could come in and meet the family. Not quite the plan I had, had in mind. Her family was very religious, her father was a pastor, and they had strict rules about certain things. I think, additionally, because she was about to move away, there was a lot of family time scheduled that she needed to be a part of.

In the grand scheme of things, I was fine with it, I just wanted to spend time with her. Being around her made me feel alive in a way I never had before. I was excited just being in her presence. When her mom walked away and left us alone in the living room she lunged at me and kissed me hard. I was a little nervous about getting caught by her mom, but I wanted to kiss Rebekah badly and just let it happen. She grabbed my crotch as she slid her tongue into my mouth and I cupped her ass and squeezed. Five seconds alone with her and I was rock hard and ready to go.

Her mom asked a question from the other room — probably trying to see if we wanted snacks or something — and we quickly stopped kissing. “No thanks!”

She started to whisper to me that the next time I come over I shouldn’t knock at the door; just call her and she’d come out to meet me. I nodded in understanding and started to scheme with myself about when I could come see her again and do just that. We peeked around the corner to see where her mom was and then got right back to making out. She was short, probably 5’1” maybe 5’2”, which stood in stark contrast to my 6’2”. Bending down to kiss her was made less hard when she threw her hands around my neck, jumped up onto my waist, and locked her legs around me. She was grinding into me as we kissed showing me exactly how horny she was too.

We heard her mom coming and we stopped kissing, but Rebekah didn’t jump down. Just held onto me like a wild, red-headed, koala. Her mom was mortified “Oh, Rebekah, stop that.” She chided her daughter and looked away. Rebekah laughed shamelessly. She knew how to push her parents buttons and she gave almost no fucks about getting caught in a situation like this. I think some part of her liked the idea of getting in trouble; being punished. Eventually she jumped off of me after rubbing the shameful behavior in her moms face for another minute. I had always tried to be “the good guy” when meeting people’s parents and — aside from the constant fucking — I was the good guy. Genuinely polite, charming when I needed to be, engaging. This introduction was not going quite how I normally would have done a “meet the parents” event, but it was making Rebekah happy to torture her mom so I didn’t try to stop it. We made small talk — well, I made small talk with the mom, trying to be polite — and then we were given permission to watch a movie on the TV in the living room while the mom went upstairs to fold laundry or some other tedious chore.

As soon as mom started to ascend the steps Rebekah was on me again. She mounted me, grabbed my hair and pulled my head back hard, then kissed my neck and bit my ear lobes. She started to grind her pussy into my groin again and I went right for her large C-cup breasts. I had only gotten to play with them a little the night before, and I really wanted to enjoy them. One of my previous girlfriends had tits that would have been okay for tit-fucking, but this girl was made for it. We were kissing for a minute or two before I decided to run my hands into her curly red hair, get a good grip, and tighten up like she had been doing to my short dark hair. She growled in lust. This girl was going to be the death of me — I could tell.

She jumped off of me very suddenly, reached under her skirt, and pulled off her panties. My eyes widened as she tossed them to the seat next to me on the couch and jumped — literally jumped — back into a mounted position above me. I grabbed her ass with one hand as I slid my other hand under her skirt to feel her pussy. She was very warm and dripping wet.

As embarrassing as this is of a fashion choice, I had learned from the night before that pants with buttons would only slow us down, so that night I was wearing loose-fitting breakaway pants. This was advantageous, as she tugged at them in a jerking motion, tore the top away, and then she nimbly guided my cock out of my underwear so she could slip it inside her. At this point I had been in her house for less than 10 minutes and we were already fucking in the living room — windows wide open — while her mom did chores upstairs.

She started to moan in my ear as she fucked herself with my cock. I wasn’t doing anything but pushing my hips forward as far as I could to ensure that every inch of me was inside her. She was doing all of the work and she was working hard. Her pussy was like a fountain and my cock, balls, underwear, the couch, and everything in-between was getting drenched. Her hips were moving in tight little circles as she humped me and I sat there dumbfounded and happy like a fool drunk on sex.

That only lasted for a few minutes before we heard her mom coming back down the stairs. Rebekah jumped off of me, a look of fear in her eyes, and I quickly tucked my penis away and started snapping the buttons of my pants back in place as quietly as I could muster. I snatched Rebekah’s panties off the couch and shoved them in between the cushions to hide them from view while Rebekah flattened her skirt and jumped to the other end of the couch far away from me.

Her mom smiled, grabbed something from the kitchen, then wandered into another room nearby. Rebekah got close to me, looked into the living room for danger like a cautious meerkat, and then pulled my pants down and started to suck my cock. She was aggressive about it, I got the impression that she liked the taste of her pussy on me, and then she started to moan louder and louder. I could hear her mom shuffling about in the other room and I was as scared and turned on as I had ever been. Rebekah must have known every creek of that house though, because she stopped at exactly the right time as her mother emerged from around the corner, waved, and headed upstairs without seeing any of my girthy nakedness or her daughters lips wrapped around it.

Satisfied that mom was officially upstairs again, she hopped off the couch and got on her knees in front of me. She pulled it out again and started to suck and suck. She took one of my balls in her mouth and started to bite at the flesh which caused me to grab her hair and pull her away.

“Uh uh, I don’t think so.” I scolded her, “Come here.” I helped her up, scooted myself off the couch so that I was sitting on the floor, and I pulled her toward my face. I let the skirt dangle over my head and then raised my face up to meet her beautiful pussy. This angle wasn’t ideal, but I wanted to taste her. Pussy eating was — and is — my fetish and I wouldn’t have been happy if I didn’t have the chance to do what I wanted the most.

Her legs started to get weak and I moved further onto the floor, pulling her down with me, so that she was mounting my face. She began to grind all over my tongue and chin while I slurped up her sex. At some point she stood up, turned around, and sat back down so that we could 69. She pulled me out and went down on me again while I got to lick her pussy and asshole like a madman.

We heard her mom again so we stopped, pretended like we had been laying on the floor to watch the movie, and waved hello. She was down there for a minute or two talking about normal things like a normal mom would. When she left, Rebekah and I rolled right back into one another and continued where we had left off. In a moment I was inside her, fucking her on the living room floor. It wasn’t long before I needed to cum and Rebekah new it.

“Cum in my mouth.” Was all she said.

I nodded eagerly and pulled out right then. I moved around to be next to her face, grabbed her long curly hair, and stuck the tip of my cock into her mouth. I began to pump my hand as I tried to keep the head just inside her lips. In a moment it was time and I was filling her mouth with my hot cum. She swallowed it all like a pro before she gagged. She told me later that she didn’t like to swallow, but that it was the cleanest way to finish so she did it anyway.

I wanted her to cum, so I slipped my middle and ring finger inside her, pushed down on her pelvic mound, and began to massage her G-spot. She soaked the carpet a little bit before she finally gave in and we stopped. The couch and floor were a bit of a wet mess, but she didn’t seem to care and neither did I. We cleaned ourselves a bit, she washed her mouth out, and we sat on the dry part of the couch to pretend to finish the movie and chat for a while. Shortly thereafter her father came home and I talked with him for a while. At around 9:30 I got the impression that I needed to leave and said my goodbyes. We had agreed to meet again the next night though… so I had more to look forward to.

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