So, I was fucking this woman who had an adult daughter. She was nearly 15 years older than me. Met her on Tinder. She was fantastic in bed and taught me several things I never would have even googled (Binged?). Michelle was your average upper 40s wine mom. Dyed blonde. Kinda looked like Laura Linnie in Ozark, if you watch. Wore lots of outfits with words on them. Always had wine at the ready.
Her daughter was 28. I was 35, at the time. Jenny looked a lot like Jaime Presley, complete with the accent. Long fit legs, piercing blue eyes, long neck, large full breasts that sat on a shelf somehow. The only “flaw” was one being slightly bigger than the other, which is a normal thing.
So I’m hanging out at Michelle’s after a romp while she went to the store. I showered and was walking through the kitchen in just the towel. I didn’t notice Jenny had walked in wearing headphones and she didn’t notice me either. I’m rummaging through the fridge when it slams on me and she screams.
I’d met her once in passing coming over after work, but this was the first time seeing her in casual clothes. She had on a yoga outfit and was holding the rolled mat like a bat ready to hit me when she recognized me.
After a good laugh, I went and got dressed while she showered. Michelle came home and made us snacks. And that’s when the age difference hit me and I felt like a kid. Meanwhile, Jenny all of sudden looked even hotter. This is the part where you start judging me.
So, this goes on a few weeks. I’d come over for a booty call, Jenny would somehow be there, we’d all hang out afterwards. The fourth time or so, Michelle fell asleep and we coaxed her to bed. I hadn’t gotten my booty call because Jenny was already there, so I’m chilling with blue balls watching a movie with her.
“Sorry for crashing your evening.” I told her no worries. It happens. Meanwhile, I’m covering a massive tent growing in my pants with a pillow. Jenny scoots closer to me and I realize she’s figured me out. She’s wearing a baggy tee, no bra, and house shorts. When she scoots, you can see her breasts sway in the thin fabric. She rests her head on my shoulder and I know its game on.
I start to protest, despite game being on, but she goes, “Hey, just relax and take care of what you need to.” And she put her hand on my forearm resting on the pillow inches above my rock hard cock. I melted and gave in. Her mom and I weren’t exclusive. It’s fucked up, but not evil. Let’s go. I lean in to kiss her and she swerves me. “No kissing.”
Not sure what to do next, I move my hand to her breast and start squeezing. Her breath picks up and she closes her eyes. I slide my hand up her shirt and tease her with my fingertips in circles. She stops me again. “Don’t worry. You don’t have to tease or be tender. Just do what you want.” But what if that is what I want? “I’ve seen the way you look at me. It’s lust. Not love. Its okay. Its what _I_ want.”
I pinch her nipple and she sighs without actually saying the “finally.” I move to take off her shirt and roughly pull it over her head. I go to take mine off and she puts her hand on me again. “No,” she whispers. Still a little unsure, I start to put on a false bravado and hope I’m faking it til I make it. I grab her breasts roughly, sucking on her nipples. I plunge a hand down her pants into that gap between her skin and pantyline. She grabs my wrist like she’s going to stop me again, but this time I rip it away. My middle finger finds her slit. I roughly run my finger down, soaking it in her juices, and slide back up with less friction. I spread her legs and slip my finger inside her, then a second. Working in and out, finger fucking her, the fabric is causing too much resistance. I start pulling at her shorts and she kind of goes limp letting me rip them away and down her long smooth legs off her feet.
Through the movements, shes now facing down with her ass in the air and pussy aimed at me. She has full puffy labia that shine pink slightly spread and covered with girl precum. I climb onto my knees and unzip my jeans, being extra careful of the teeth. I slide them down enough to get the job done and pull her hips tp me while pushing my cock forward.
I started fucking her and could hear her breathing heavy and mming with her mouth closed. I gripped her hips and pulled her onto me as I thrust in and out making hot sounding slapping noises. As it got louder, she peaked her face out for air and in her gasping said, “fuck. Its so loud.” At which point, I started pounding harder and louder and she squeaked into the pillow.
Remembering what she said earlier, I stopped caring mentally whether she came or not and focused on my own pleasure. I don’t look to just cum. I want an orgasm. So, I slow down and take my time. I start grabbing her ass and spreading it and watching my dick slide in and out of this pussy made for /r/lipsthatgrip
I let my cock slide out of her and then down along her slit. I pull my hips back and slide my cock up between her ass cheeks hotdogging. Then I just start to have fun with it rubbing my cock all over her ass and thighs. Finally she asks, “you gonna keep fucking or what?” I just said “what” and got off the couch. She looked up, stunned, from the pillow that hid my hard on ten minutes before and my cock was ready. I grabbed her ponytail and pushed it forward and she figured out what was happening quick. I stood there and fucked her soft wet mouth and moaned while doing it. When I was finally ready to cum, I didnt even warn her. I just pulled myself out with a pop and unloaded on her face while she squinted to avoid it getting in her eyes.
“Thanks. I needed that.”
“Well, don’t get any ideas like this is a regular thing.”
“Okay,” I said sarcastically. I grabbed her phone from her. She took a pic of her face covered and was snapping it to a group chat. A chorus of “slutttttt” replies ensued. “Nice friends.”
“Gimme that back!” I swatted her away and put my snap info in and resent the pic to me then handed it back to her. “Damn,” was all she said. I told her I’d be in touch. I snapped her a few times that week and Thursday went over her house. She said she was busy, but left the door unlocked.
I let myself into her place and wandered around until I found her blowdrying her hair. I just watched until she saw me and jumped out of her skin. “Fuck. You’re terrifying.”
I walked up to her and put the blowdryer down. I bent her over the sink in her towel and forced myself inside her. She wasn’t very wet, but got there fast. I grabbed a handful of hair and fucked her bent over her sink. I fucked her so hard her face smashed against the mirror and it shook but I didn’t stop.
This time, I came inside her. Figured it was the gentlemanly thing to do considering she had just showered. When I was done, I left. This went on for several weeks. Eventually, her mom stopped replying to texts. Jenny kept snapping though. I’d go over her place, find her wherever she was, and use her for my pleasure.
This isn’t how you start a meaningful relationship, so it was unsurprising when she got bored and moved onto the next guy to treat her like the slut she wanted to be treated like. But this made way to my freeuse fetish and I’ve incorporated it where appropriate in relationships since.
Kate says thanks, Jenny. She’s reaping all the benefits.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qukoo6/mf_learned_i_35m_at_the_time_liked_freeuse_from
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