[MF] Mom’s friend sending me signals

I’m very close with my parents, I try to see them a few times a month to catch up and maybe share a bottle of wine. It has always been a strong point for most ladies I brought over, especially since my mom is always happy to meet anyone I bring over (especially if I supply the wine).

My parents would occasionally have some of their friends over for a dinner and drinks, and they would always extend the invitation to me and whoever I was with at the time. I had no issue hanging out with an older crowd, since the drinks were always flowing and they would always have great stories. Sometimes the stories got a bit X rated, and my mom would roll her eyes and try to bring the conversation back to normal.

At the time I had nobody to bring over, but I went to the dinner anyways. When I got there, there were already about 4 other couples and a few single people talking and making drinks. They all said hello, shook my hand or gave me a hug. One of my mom’s friends Sandra gave me a big hug, a little closer and tighter than usual, but I chalked it up to the wine which was mostly done sitting on the counter. She smelled a little sweet and fruity, but only enough to notice if you were right up next to her.

I poured myself a glass of red wine and joined the conversation with a few people about how work was going, and plans for the summer. I kept catching glances of Sandra looking over at me while talking with my mom, but I was oblivious to anything she was thinking about. Halfway through chatting, she came around with a fresh bottle for everyone and filled everyone’s glasses halfway, but she never stopped for mine, filling it almost to the top and giggling as she walked away.

After so much wine, I eventually had to use the bathroom, so I went downstairs as the main bathroom was taken. While I was bleeding the lizard, I heard someone else come down the stairs. Thinking they needed to use the bathroom I quickly washed my hands and opened the door. To my surprise, Sandra was right outside. She was wearing a red dress, revealing her strong legs (runner) with beautifully still perky C cups flowing out of the top. She gave me a big smile and a drunken hug, pulling me close into her with her earrings jingling as she squirms with my arms wrapping around her, hugging her back. “Can you help me unzip?” She asks casually coming out of the hug. “Uhhh, of course!” I respond as she steps into the bathroom and turning her back to me. She pulls the dress down slowly, eventually to her ankles. As I start to leave, she says “can you just stay there? I’ll need help zipping up after…”. I close the door and just turn my back to her as she does her business and goes to wash her hands. “Okay you can turn around and give me a hand” she says in a slightly giggly tone.

I turn around ready to zip up her back, but I’m met with a pair of beautiful, slightly freckled tits, pointing towards me. It took me a second to even realize what was going on since all blood flushed out of my brain. I looked up to see her grinning wildly. I said no words, and moved closer to her, but as I went towards her beautifully supple and experienced body she turned around and said “oh oops! This way is the zipper!!” And she pulled the dress up around her shoulders and moves her long brunette hair to the side so the zipper can be done up. I zip her up slowly, and grab her hips to turn her around. I lean down slightly and my lips meet hers, and we start making out in drunken passion for only a few seconds before she breaks away, and starts to walk out, with her left hand glancing purposely across my half hard cock.

Before she leaves completely, she winks at me and says “well that was fun, young men are always… fun…” And walks back upstairs, leaving me to wait until my pants stop getting so tight. I felt like I needed to rub one out right then and there so I wouldn’t be tempted to do anything, but the hope and excitement kept me, and forced me back upstairs to get another drink.

We all had a quick dinner and then moved back to more drinks and a few games. I kept trying to get closer to Sandra to have a conversation, and eventually I made it to reciprocate the wine refilling. She thanked me and teased me calling me “son”.

As the night wound down, I went back down to the basement with blue balls, and a full bladder. I kept waiting to hear footsteps coming down but never heard a thing. As I opened the door there was a small piece of paper on the ground that I picked up, showing “Sandra” followed by her number. I was so excited that I immediacy pulled my phone out and sent her a message saying “downstairs”.

After a few minutes passed, footsteps came down the stairs and the red dress came back. I grabbed her wrist and led her to the storage room, the most private (and noise cancelling) room I could think of and pulled her into me. We started making out again, tasting the wine on each others tongues as our hands explore each other. My left hand squeezes her MILF ass hard as my other hand slowly unzips her for the second time tonight.

I take the dress off of her shoulders revealing her tits, which my mouth meets immediately. Her moans spur me on, pulling her dress up over her ass, and playing with her thong. As my hands are busy I feel her fingers slowly rubbing up and down my shaft, sneakily unzipping my pants and loosening them, until they fall to my ankles. I let go of her and whisper in her ear “I want your lips around my cock” which she pulls her dress up and gets on her knees to pull my underwear off, swinging my cock straight up. Her eyes widen for a second before she dives her mouth towards the tip, mouth wide open. Her hand immediacy stars cradling my balls as she drunkenly shoved as much as she can down her throat, making small gagging sounds for about a minute before pulling out and looking straight up at me. She stands up and looks at me, intensely, and incredibly turned on. “Fuck me hard and quick before people get suspicious” and she immediately turns around and pulls her dress up, shoving her juicy ass up against my bare cock. I get down and run my tongue from her clit to her asshole, and stand back up.

She reaches back and spreads her ass open, revealing her wet pussy, well groomed with a bit of hair. I grab my cock and shove the tip in, hearing her whimper with pleasure, so I slowly put it in inch my inch until I feel the limit of her tight MILF pussy. Her hand goes over her mouth and I feel her hips moving on their own, back and forth. I thrust faster and harder, pulling her towards me by her hair to hear her breathing and moaning more. My right hand slides down to her pussy, rubbing her clit gently in circles and getting her wet pussy juice all over my fingers. She starts moaning louder so my wet fingers go to her mouth for her to suck as my cock pounds her pussy deep.

After a few minutes she starts dirty talking more, saying “yeah you like fucking your moms friend?” And “yeah fuck my wet pussy baby” until I felt like I needed to explode. “Fuck you’re pussy feels good, I need to cum” I say half out of breath. She starts moving her hips faster, getting a few words out “fill me up, I’m about to cum”. These words push me over the edge and I thrust passionately into her, slightly choking her as I pump her deep, full of cum. While I cum she starts shaking, muffling her own moans as she cums on my thick cock until we both finish. We both fall to the ground, out of breath and still high from the wine and orgasms.

She looks over at me while we’re on the ground and says “well, it’s been a while since I’ve had sex with such a young man… whew that was tiring”. We both quietly got dressed and went to clean up in the bathroom and the walk up stairs together.

My mom comes up to us and asks where we were, to which I replied I was showing her something I was working on since there was a computer downstairs. She only replied with “well where are your glasses? We’ve still got this bottle to finish!”

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lvtsj9/mf_moms_friend_sending_me_signals