I fucked my best friend’s Mum [MF]

This is my oldest story (well, my first time is, but this was way better than that), and happened 18 years ago, on the day I returned from basic training. The details are a little fuzzy and as years went by, I guess my brain changed a few things, but still remember this day very fondly.

After weeks and weeks of being with only men, I [M20] took the train back to my hometown and was allowed to travel in uniform, as I knew my parents would be happy to see me. They throw me this “surprise” party which I was sort of expecting after speaking with Tommy [M20] my best friend. I missed him a lot, gotta say, even though you don’t have that much time to think about the people you left back at home, because you’re always so busy in training and have a whole new set of people you become attached to.

Mum greeted me at the doorway, ecstatic, crying, dad was proud, and then everyone screamed “surprise” and that was the beginning of a nice afternoon. Tommy was just the same as I left him, a nerdy-looking guy, slightly smaller, but much skinnier. I remember him saying something like “fuck, you doubled up in size”. I grow bigger and harder, but I hugged him as if nothing had changed, because best friends are forever. There were also a couple of girls from my high school days (F20) and they were quite flirty, which made my ego burst. I know how Tommy was interested in one of these girls, and I tried to play the bigger man and tried to get their attention on him (but he was always so fucking shy).

I drop my bags in my room, and Tommy followed me, we talked and I was thinking of changing clothes, but he convinced me to keep in uniform because “those girls are hitting on you hard” and I laughed it off, but still abide by his request. It’s when I return to the living room that I see his mum, Mrs. Susan [F45]. Yes, she was part of some of my fantasies, but that day she was under a new kind of light. Wearing a knee-length green flowery dress, red lipstick, and long loop earrings. My eyes were drawn to her breasts, the cleavage hidden under the dress, but she was wearing a push-up bra and my god, she turned me on so fucking much.

She greeted me, with a friendly hug that got my blood boiling, a sweet perfume, and dark brown hair over her shoulders. “So nice to see you” she said, all smiled, and she eyed me up and down, “I can see all that training turned you into a real soldier,” she said and oh fuck, I lost all interest in the flirty girls from before and dedicated all my attention to this goddess until my brain told me two things: she was married, and she was Tommy’s mum. I was able to refrain myself, as a soldier would do, and moved away from this slice of heaven.

It’s fun to remember how my cock reacted so quickly to a woman’s presence, and my underwear was stretched thin near her. There was a cake and all, and the afternoon went by rather fast, some people leaving. Tommy wanted to play some PS, but my ex-girlfriend still had my console at her place (yes, I had a girlfriend before going to training, and we broke up because of that, and the day before I went I also found out that she was cheating on me, a very convoluted drama now that I think back on it. Sometimes I would bring my console around and we’d hang out at her place, and I was still to go back and retrieve it from her).

So Tommy went back to his place (further down the road) to get some games, and I went to the kitchen to grab a bite. My parents were still in the back garden, I could hear their laughter loud and clear, now with only a couple of friends, and Susan surprised me from behind, a sexy voice, “I barely put my eyes on you today, should I be envious of Tommy that gets all your attention?”

Her lips were so red, and her perfume, ah, such a sexy thing. I mumbled something and said Mrs. Susan, but she quickly corrected me. “It’s Miss now, no longer married, thankfully.”

I had my back against the kitchen counter, and she moved closer. “Am I scaring you?”

There was something about the way she was looking at me, something like she was looking for prey and just found it.

“No ma’am,” I said, making her laugh, and taking another step.

“Ma’am, ah, you’re funny. The army did you a lot of good,” and she winked at me. She made some small talk, in a flirty tone, and I couldn’t think, all I can remember is drooling over her. “I remember when you came around to help us with the pool,” she said. The previous summer I spent all my holidays with them. “But you were all skinny back then.” Her eyes didn’t leave my body, and I was hard as a rock. “Eyes up here,” she said.

“I’m sorry,” I said, probably blushing. Something about her was so forbidden.

“Don’t be. Do you know why I got a divorce? Because Tommy’s dad was fucking around with younger women. He banged someone from your class. I don’t blame her, but made me think, am I getting too old?”

She took another step toward me, her smell was so present. I was looking everywhere trying to decide what to do. “Do you think I’m old?” she asked.

“No ma’am.”

“So why are you calling me ma’am?”

She made me shiver. “Because I respect you.” Things were happening too fast in my head, and every time I think about this moment that led to the sluttiest of times, all I can see is her blue eyes staring back at me, and her red lips moving without saying a word. Fuck, she’s still so gorgeous in my head. She rant about how her husband didn’t respect her at all, and again, asked me if I thought she was old, to which I replied, “you are fucking gorgeous, your husband is a fool.”

“I still remember how you were so kind to us, that summer. How nice, how you did anything I asked of you. I remember seeing you in those shorts, some things you can’t hide from a real woman.” She lick her lips, “I know when a man is packing, and I know it’s wrong to think about Tommy’s friends like that,” she bit her lower lip.

Since that summer I know you must be packing down there,” she teased. “Is that wrong, to think about my friend’s son like that?”

“Ma’am,” I said again, but her hand flies over to my aching boner, and I gasp, almost making continence to her. “I wasn’t wrong,” she said.

“It’s ten inches Ma’am,” I said, boldly, but her voice turned cold and sharp.

“It’s not nice to lie to a lady,” she said, “I know very well it’s not. Don’t lie to women about your size, just doesn’t suit you.” And she grabs my hand and points it straight to her pussy. So fucking hot, so fucking wet. I shivered to the core, and I just wanted to take her, right then and there. It was not like I had loads of experience, but what I lacked, she had plenty of it. “We don’t have much time,” she said, “so let’s do each other a favour,” and she takes my cock out through the fly, “it’s not ten inches, but it’s pretty damn good” and turns around, bending over the kitchen counter.

“What are you waiting for?”

My world changed at that moment.

I can still see her dress up, exposing her gorgeous ass, her panties by her ankles, her pussy twitching and dripping. All I had to do was fuck her.

“I don’t have any protection” I said, the head of my cock parting her lips, but she just said she was on the pill, and I entered her, even before she finished her sentence. It was not like my ex. With Susan, it was so natural, so easy, so fucking good.

Her cunt was made for me. I loved her, right there and then, my pre cum oozing, like I was about to cum, her whimper as I entered her, and then her moan and gasp when I forced it further, until my heavy balls were the only thing outside her pussy. It was so fast, and before I could even say her name I was cumming inside her. I could hear her say something, but I kept going, decided to turn this premature ejaculation into something more memory worthy, and I took control. I grabbed her hair, and fucked her hard and fast, filling the kitchen with the smell of sex, my cum leaking from her, until I burst a second time, and she muffled her moans, her pussy clenching over my cock.

I backed over to the wall, and slide down, legs shaky, weak, dizzy. She was quick in pulling her panties up, went on a trip to the toilet, and returned, while I was still there, cock hanging out of my uniform, not believing in what I had just done.

She grabbed some beers, and took them outside, while I recovered myself. I spent some time with them, but also playing some racing games with Tommy, which he won every single time, as I couldn’t focus, and then some call of duty.

We fucked for a long period of time, but very erratic, and she always wanted everything in a no strings attached kinda way, which was super hard for me and that was what led to us stop fucking at all, but that’s for another time. I fucked it up when I told her I had feelings for her, and she taught me an important lesson: sex is sex. If you mix feelings with it, becomes a relationship, and she would never have something like that with a young guy like myself. It took me a while to recover from this blow, and despite my attempts for casual sex, she denied them all. In her words, “there’s plenty of cock around. You better forget all about me, and don’t you dare to tell Tommy about this.”

I still see Tommy sometimes, and we had a few adventures together, but now he’s happily married and turned out to be a great man.

As for me, Susan gave me the bug of wanting to fuck women older than me, and the chubbier the better. But I never made them cheat – married women were always out of the way because I remember very well the pain of being cheated on.

There’s something about fucking someone old enough to be your mum that makes it all so fucking good. How they react to you, how they don’t expect someone so young to be able to fuck their brains out, time and time again.

Susan still gives me a goddamn boner every time I think about us. I learned a lot from her.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/x52fiq/i_fucked_my_best_friends_mum_mf