[MF] My mom’s coworker was the most aggressive kisser I had ever met!

(Disclaimer: this is a true story from years ago with some liberties taken for certain details)

During my college years, I worked an average retail job at a local shopping mall. Just a few doors down, my mom also worked a retail job in the same shopping center. I usually worked the afternoon shift after class on weekdays, so I would occasionally visit her store and had become acquainted with her coworkers. Most of her colleagues were her age, but there were a few outliers, including “Michelle.” To paint somewhat of a picture, Michelle was probably 27 when I was 20 and was no taller than 5’5″, cute face, dirty blond curly hair, but oh did she have curves! Her busty breasts nearly popped out of every shirt she wore and her ass jiggled in her snug jeans with every step she took.

Michelle had an exceptionally bubbly flirty personality. She would always shout “Hey ‘Evan’!” every time she saw me, but for months, I thought nothing of it.

I had just left my original college and was taking a year at the local community college, so my social life had taken a hit that year; in other words, I hadn’t had much in the form of a romantic life at that time. Michelle began to tease me, saying things like “hey are you dating anyone?” or “where’s your girlfriend?”

One night, I was actively swiping through Okcupid when I noticed a new match. I checked out the profile and noticed she was rather attractive, mostly wearing dresses and makeup in her photos. I didn’t even notice the name but I fired a generic cheesy pickup line at her and resumed swiping. Within minutes, she responded.

“Omg Evan, you know who this is??” My match said. I obliviously played it off and asked if she wanted a better pickup line or I’d have to result to my made-up “plan B.” She replied, “Evan, seriously, do you know who I am??” I did not. “Evan, it’s Michelle. Your mom’s coworker!” I was mortified. “It’s ok, I had a laugh reading your profile. I didn’t know you were such a ladies man.” I tried flirting back to her. “Lol Evan, you know we can’t date or anything.” I insisted and let her know how sexy she looked dressed up in her pictures. She replied, “This is weird, I know your mom and you’re saying how sexy I look! What are you looking for on here anyway?” I jokingly replied “you,” to which we exchanged numbers and got off Okcupid. She said she would have never guessed I was so sexual after reading my profile, knowing me in person.

The next day, I struck up conversation with Michelle over text. “By the way, my house is empty this weekend. You should come over. I’ll order pizza and we’ll watch a movie.”

“Haha, are you asking me out?” She retorted.

“Technically inviting you over.”

“Are you actually serious?”

“Absolutely. So, Friday at 8pm?” She agreed and since I didn’t have class on Friday, I spent the day cleaning the house, specifically my jungle of a room. You know, college years!

I confirmed with her on Thursday and eagerly awaited her visit on Friday. She texted me around 7:30 on Friday saying “leaving now.” I suddenly began to feel turned on by the thought of this “older” girl coming over and knowing what was likely to come. I was fairly inexperienced at this point and I figured she would be the opposite. I picked up a box of condoms earlier that day and called in for pizza delivery. I put together a presentable outfit, a plaid button down shirt and jeans, probably exaggerating my cologne, and awaited her arrival.

I saw a car pull up around 8:05 and flew down the stairs to unlock the door. Michelle strutted her way to the door, dressed in a loose shirt with pockets over each boob and jeans that flattered her thick ass. Her wavy dirty blond hair bounced in the brisk evening as she entered the door. We greeted each other with a simple “hey” and embraced.

We shared a pizza and some wine and agreed on a childhood favorite movie to pass the time. We sat beside each other on the living room couch, neither of us making any semblance of an advance during the movie. As soon as it finished, silence filled the dimly lit living room when Michelle turned to me.

“So,” she said now facing me, “you talk a big game on your profile, huh?” I laughed and she continued, “I’d like to see this for myself.” I felt her hand explore my jeans, pausing between my legs and finding a sudden firm bulge in my jeans. “Oh there it is!”

To say things escalated quickly would be the understatement of the year. Next thing I know, she threw her leg over me on the couch and started attacking my face with her mouth. She shoved her tongue in my mouth started biting my lip repeatedly, swirling her tongue around in my mouth and shoving it down my throat. I had never experienced such aggressive kissing before and she maintained this incredible pace for several minutes. My cock was throbbing under my jeans and pressing up to her, which she must have enjoyed as she relentlessly continued our make-out.

“What, too much for you?” She teased. Her next words sent shivers down my spine. “Do you want to fuck me?” She reached for my hands and placed them on her boobs over her shirt. I gently squeezed them for a moment as she began to unbutton her shirt. She pulled each sleeve off and pulled her bra down, exposing her D-cups in my face. I massaged them in my hands, but she wanted more. “Suck on them!” I obeyed and took one in my mouth, cupping my mouth around it and sliding my tongue back and forth, causing her to emit a faint moan. She squeezed them together and pushed them at me, burying my head back in the couch.

Michelle began dry humping over me, riding me over my jeans. She buried her mouth onto my neck and began sucking hard on my neck. I had never felt such a pulsating sensation on my neck but it felt orgasmically good. My body was shaking as her massive tits were still shoved in my face. “Evan, do you want to fuck me?” She asked again. She was bouncing over me, her tits flailing in my face. My hands held her under her tits as she bounced wildly on me. If any neighbors were looking through the living room window, they had quite a view. I reached behind her, struggling to unhook her bra as her body continued to jump over my rock solid cock. She slid her hands to rub me over my jeans and as I finally removed her bra, she reached under my shirt and pulled it off. We both ran our hands over each other’s bare skin, our lips meeting once again and soon she was aggressively making out with me again.

She slowed her movements, fiddling around with my jeans and once she unzipped me, she tugged them to my knees. I was still seated on the couch and she stood up to pull off her jeans. I stared at her thick, sexy body as she climbed back over me, her black thong rocking back and forth over my erect cock, begging to feel her. My hands wandered to her thighs as I took her tits in my mouth again. She began moaning louder, shoving her hair away from her face. She again began sucking on my neck and whispering my name in my ear.

Michelle began running her hands down my body, pausing at my boxers. She knelt on the floor and tucked a few fingers under the fabric of my boxers, pulling them to the floor. She stared at my throbbing cock and grinned before taking it in both hands and rolling it back and forth. She leaned in and kissed the tip, now running her hands up my shaft. I stared at her as her mouth began to immerse my cock. Her lips trapped it and shoved all of me in her. She did not waste any time, shoving her face back and forth, forcing me further in her mouth each time. I instinctively grabbed her hair and pushed myself further in her mouth. My legs began to shake as she repeated this for several minutes.

Finally her mouth released me and she squeezed her D cups around my full size cock.

“You better be ready to return the favor,” Michelle said, sitting sideways on the couch next to me, extending one leg over the top of the pillow. “Get to work!” I obeyed and rubbed two fingers over her opening, then traced my tongue over her clit. She was freshly shaven, and already dripping wet. She closed her legs around my head and forced my head further between her legs. She slid her body up and down, insinuating for me to lick her clit and I got the hint. I stuffed two fingers into her soaked pussy, which resulted in a shriek from Michelle. My tongue slid back and forth, up and down, clearly pleasuring her as my fingers pushed deep into her. “Fuck Evan, fuck!” She cried, encouraging me to pick up my pace, particularly with my fingers. I tugged upwards, reaching for her G spot. I felt her legs pressure more against my head and her body was tensing up. My free hand reached up and grabbed her tits as I licked her faster. My fingers felt wetter by the minute when she again muttered those shivering words, “do you want to fuck me?” I managed to say “yes” between licks, to which she replied, “Let’s go!”

She pulled her legs back and I sat up, desperately grabbing a condom out of my jeans pocket. I slid it on and she climbed back over me, pushing my chest back on the couch. She played with herself for a second and easily lowered herself onto my cock. She rested her arms on my shoulders and again aggressively kissed me as she rocked me up and down, side to side. I met her rhythm and pushed myself further into her, filling up her tight walls. She swirled her tongue rapidly around my mouth as I felt her tits graze my chest. She felt amazing, taking all of me right away, and pushing her body further onto me. My cock shoved itself up into her and I wrapped my arms around her waist. She moaned my name as she fucked me senselessly. I couldn’t believe her endurance, as she maintained an incredible pace minute after minute, each movement more intense than the last.

She rode me for several minutes before climbing off and laying on her back. “Choke me!” She instructed, still panting from riding me. I again obeyed and firmly gripped her neck with one hand as I slid myself back into her. I pinned her down and she moaned even louder, my cock thrusting deep into her as I towered over her. I pulled her hands over her head and my free hand held them there, the other hand still holding her neck. I shoved my cock as hard as I could, my waist forcing each thrust. I leaned over her, teasing her for a kiss before nibbling on the side of her neck. Her body was trembling and she managed to say “choke me harder.” I hesitated but she insisted, so I tightened my grip on her neck as I slammed my cock into her. She was clearly turned on, moaning loudly and wrapping her legs around me as I thrusted into her.

I could feel myself getting awfully close but I didn’t want to finish like that so I let her go and instructed her to turn over. She got the hint and got on all fours on the couch. I knelt behind her, massaged her clit and slid into her. The sight of her spectacular ass facing me was insanely hot and the jiggling it did every time I plowed into her was hotter. I grabbed her hair in a fist and tugged it as I fucked her. I held her waist and squeezed her. I watched her hands dig into the couch and eventually she slid a hand over her clit, moaning the entire time. I knew I was seconds away and I started feeling more wetness inside her pussy. I gave her ass a hard spanking, shoving myself as hard as I could. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” I announced just as I erupted a massive load, keeping up my pace as she continued to moan. I kept shooting more into the condom for at least fifteen seconds before I slowed to a stop.

Michelle turned to me. “You’re not bad, kid, but you can be better!” I nearly collapsed on the couch in exhaustion. “I’ll gladly help you.”

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