[MF] The Next Time I Seduced You

It has been a couple of weeks since the incident in the kitchen with my Mom’s friend “Babe”, but the messages that she has been shooting me since then have been insane. I mean I have heard that older women have a strong sexual appetite and all but this shit was unreal. Texts about what she wanted to do to me and where in and around my body… This woman was an absolute freak. She has shared so many of her fantasies with me I had to start writing them down just to keep track of them! And that isn’t even getting into the pictures that she shared with me.

If you have no idea what I am talking about here is the rundown. Several weeks ago yours truly was preyed upon by one seriously sexy cougar. I was standing in the kitchen still half asleep and half-naked when an unannounced visitor showed up. “Babe”, a friend of my mother’s. I still am not even sure if that was her real name or what. Anyway yeah, the cougar feasted on me. And it was the best sex of my admittedly short yet not completely terrible sex life.

Scott – The Beginning of His End [MF]

Scott plays parts in other stories. This story stems specifically from “My Friends Wife”. I am compiling a series if short stories based upon a group of people and with stories that weave into and out of each other’s lives. Enjoy!

Scott had to leave the party early. His wife was pissed that he had to go “in to work” again -the second time this week, but his best bud was there and he would keep her company. In truth he hoped that meant she wouldn’t be such a bitch to him when he come back home sometime in the morning. Like he needed THAT on top of all the other shit going on with him.

As he left he was all Mr. Guy Smiley, but as soon as he was on his way his demeanor turned to anger and frustration. He was shitting his pants over the predicament he had now found himself in. The events that had unfolded over the last 9 months seem like a dream turned into a nightmare. It all started that one night. That one God damned night when he should have had the good sense to make a better decision. But hey, when a young, sweet, recently come of age, sex pot that you have had your eye on for a little too long presents herself to you what are you going to do?

My Friends wife [MF]

We were only a few beers into the evening. Seated around the bonfire in my best friends backyard we were having a great time. As usual Ellen, my buddies wife, was laying into me about how I was still single and hadn’t had a serious relationship in a… long time.

Truth be told I hadn’t had any sort of relationship with anyone at all. At least not in person anyway. I mean there were a few women from reddit that I had fooled around with from time to time. A little role playing here, some sexting and video sharing there. But I hadn’t actually had the feeling of flesh on flesh for…. Well, let’s just say I was an unwilling born again virgin.

“Ah leave him along babe, he’s got his geeky computer girls and his girl Palmela. Say Matt, how is that stock in hand lotion doing for ya” Said Scott my “best bud”.

“Yeah yeah yeah” I say tossing an empty beer can at him. “You can be my woman and fetch me another beer”.

My friends wife [MF]

We were only a few beers into the evening. Seated around the bonfire in my best friends backyard we were having a great time. As usual yEllen, my buddies wife, were laying into me about how I was still single and hadn’t had any serious relationship in a… long time.

Truth be told I hadn’t had any sort if relationship with anyone at all. At least not in person anyway. I mean there were a few women from reddit that I had fooled around with from time to time. A little role playing here, some sexting and video sharing there. But I hadn’t actually had the feeling if flesh on flesh for…. Well, let’s just say I was an unwilling born again virgin.

“Ah leave him along babe, he’s got his geek computer girls and his girl Palmela. Say Matt, how is that stock in hand lotion doing for ya” Said Scott my “best bud”.

“Yeah yeah yeah” I say tossing an empty beer can at him. “You can be my woman and fetch me another beer”.

The first time you seduced me Pt3

This is a the final part of a three part story. I suggest starting on [Part1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mnhqsy/mf_the_first_time_you_seduced_me_pt1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

And so there you had me. Completely taken by surprise. A lady I only knew as “babe” with total control over me. Walked into our house decided you would have me for yourself. Laid me out on the kitchen island. 100% naked and my cock buried deep inside your throat. Your warm mouth sliding up my shaft with the flat of your tongue massaging the underside all the way up curling its tip to tease that sensitive underside. Sucking on the end before making the return trip.

[MF] The first time you seduced me Pt2

This is a continued story… I encourage you to start from the beginning… [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mnhqsy/mf_the_first_time_you_seduced_me_pt1/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

[MF] The first time you seduced me Pt1

I woke up a little groggy, 18 and just out of high school I was supposed to start working this landscaping job my Dad set me up with. But… I overslept. No shock there. I had been out with the boys the night before and we had way too much fun. But that’s a story for another time. Anyway I was a little groggy, but the sun was up and I was hungry and so I pulled my ass out of bed and headed for the kitchen. Nobody else would be home at this hour so clothes… Optional. But I had a pair of compression boxer briefs on anyway. Just in case my step sis was back from university today. Brat. Yet another story fir another time. Passing a full length mirror I stopped to pose a little. Even without working landscaping I had been a lean and toned guy since hitting puberty and my tan was pretty dope too. I have felt the gazes of several neighborhood moms lingering a little longer than they should. It’s cool. It always gave me the confidence that I needed. Why be shy of girls when there were women thinking of me? Anyway, I walked to the fridge and poured myself a large glass of milk drank it down. I noticed a package on the kitchen island with a post-it attached reading “Babe, here is your order! Have Fun!”. Below the message was a winking smiley face. Strange I thought. Looks like Mom’s hand writing but what order would she be talking about? And who is “Babe”? Mom would never call Dad “Babe”. Would she? Nah. Whatever. I flipped on the faucet and started rinsing out the milk glass. At the same time I was running the water apparently you had come in through the front door. I hadn’t a clue but had that funny feeling you get when you can just feel someone looking at you. You know what I mean? As I turned back to the fridge to put the carton of milk away I was completely caught off guard by you standing just inside the entrance to the kitchen! And you appeared equally shocked! No, not shocked…..embarrassed? Maybe. Guilty? I don’t know something. I was still a little too groggy and confused to figure it out. Suddenly I realized that I was standing there almost naked and became a little embarrassed myself. “who are you?” I asked trying to cover myself. “And what are you doing here?” Noticing my shock and my momentary lapse in confidence your demeanor changed. You hesitated in responding taking a second, to let your eyes travel up…. And down my body before telling me coolly “Oh I am a coworker of your mother. She gave me your address so that I could drop by and, umm, grab something”. Your eyes resting now on the bulge in the front of my briefs. Your eyes widened a bit and I swear the tip of your tongue parted your lips for a second before your teeth trapped your lower lip between them. Stumbling backwards a little I felt my ass rest against the kitchen island counter. You took a small step closer your heeled shoe clacking against the tile floor. I suddenly remembered the package! “Oh you must be babe! Yes I have your package!” You giggled a little enjoying this. “I mean here look” Grabbing the oversized envelope I pulled it in front of my chest just as you take one more step towards me. “ Here you go. Here it is”. What the hell is wrong with me I start thinking. Why am I so flustered? “You must be Matt” you say to me. “I’ve heard a LOT about you Matt. Your Mom talks about you a lot”. Clack. Another step on the tile towards me. “She says you are a really popular with the girls your age”. Clack. Another step. I am completely off guard. My mind racing. What is happening? “Are you Matt?” Clack. Oh shit now I am noticing how sexy you are. Short business skirt. Tight blouse. Hair pulled up with tendrils falling on either side of your face. All of it flustering me even more. “w-what?” my mouth stumbling. “are you good with the girls Matt?”. Clack. Christ I can smell you now. Your perfume. Light. Fragrant. The bulge in the front of my briefs swelling more, starting to strain against the fabric. “Uh, y-yeah. I mean I guess so.” Clack. “Oh?” you say to me. your body close to mine now placing one hand on the counter to my right. “And how are you with women?” you lean in your lips barely touching my ear. your hair dangling against my shoulder. “I – uh – I mean I haven’t…” I stammer. You place your other hand on my chest. “Oh that’s a shame” you say breathing into my ear. “Yes Matt that is the package I….came for.” biting my ear lobe as your hand travels down over my abs. Using two fingers to playfully flip at the waistband before the split to trace either side of my now completely hard cock before whispering in my ear again “ But I really want to cum for this one right….. Here” as your hand grabs the full mass of my cock and balls. My head tilts back, your hand gripping me feels amazing. “Would you like that Matt? Would you deliver your package for me?”

[MF] Morning Coffee

Brrrrdrdrdank…. Brrrrdrdrdank…. Brrrrdrdrdank….

Fuck me. The most annoying sound ever. My morning alarm. Time to drag my ass out of bed again. No I don’t want to go. But then I remember just like every morning. Coffee. The coffee girl. Mmmm I love the morning coffee girl. Out of bed. Clothes on. Teeth brushed. Grab my laptop bag and out the door. I am excited. Always excited to see you in the morning. If it weren’t for you I don’t know how I would ever get out of bed. Down the apartment building stairs and onto the sidewalk. Maybe today I work up the nerve to say something other than “Large. Medium roast. Black. Thanks”. Down the block. Cross the street. I see you through the window.

Fuck. You are breathtakingly beautiful as ever. Ponytail pulled through the back of a baseball cap. Younger than me by quite a few years. High cheeks, beautiful eyes. Long lashes and full lips just aching for soft kisses.

The first time you seduced me Pt1 [MF]

I woke up a little groggy, 18 and just out of high school I was supposed to start working this landscaping job my Dad set me up with. But… I overslept. No shock there. I had been out with the boys the night before and we had way too much fun. But that’s a story for another time. Anyway I was a little groggy, but the sun was up and I was hungry and so I pulled my ass out of bed and headed for the kitchen. Nobody else would be home at this hour so clothes… Optional. But I had a pair of compression boxer briefs on anyway. Just in case my step sis was back from university today. Brat. Yet another story fir another time. Passing a full length mirror I stopped to pose a little. Even without working landscaping I had been a lean and toned guy since hitting puberty and my tan was pretty dope too. I have felt the gazes of several neighborhood moms lingering a little longer than they should. It’s cool. It always gave me the confidence that I needed. Why be shy of girls when there were women thinking of me? Anyway, I walked to the fridge and poured myself a large glass of milk drank it down. I noticed a package on the kitchen island with a post-it attached reading “Babe, here is your order! Have Fun!”. Below the message was a winking smiley face. Strange I thought. Looks like Mom’s hand writing but what order would she be talking about? And who is “Babe”? Mom would never call Dad “Babe”. Would she? Nah. Whatever. I flipped on the faucet and started rinsing out the milk glass. At the same time I was running the water apparently you had come in through the front door. I hadn’t a clue but had that funny feeling you get when you can just feel someone looking at you. You know what I mean? As I turned back to the fridge to put the carton of milk away I was completely caught off guard by you standing just inside the entrance to the kitchen! And you appeared equally shocked! No, not shocked…..embarrassed? Maybe. Guilty? I don’t know something. I was still a little too groggy and confused to figure it out. Suddenly I realized that I was standing there almost naked and became a little embarrassed myself. “who are you?” I asked trying to cover myself. “And what are you doing here?” Noticing my shock and my momentary lapse in confidence your demeanor changed. You hesitated in responding taking a second, to let your eyes travel up…. And down my body before telling me coolly “Oh I am a coworker of your mother. She gave me your address so that I could drop by and, umm, grab something”. Your eyes resting now on the bulge in the front of my briefs. Your eyes widened a bit and I swear the tip of your tongue parted your lips for a second before your teeth trapped your lower lip between them. Stumbling backwards a little I felt my ass rest against the kitchen island counter. You took a small step closer your heeled shoe clacking against the tile floor. I suddenly remembered the package! “Oh you must be babe! Yes I have your package!” You giggled a little enjoying this. “I mean here look” Grabbing the oversized envelope I pulled it in front of my chest just as you take one more step towards me. “ Here you go. Here it is”. What the hell is wrong with me I start thinking. Why am I so flustered? “You must be Matt” you say to me. “I’ve heard a LOT about you Matt. Your Mom talks about you a lot”. Clack. Another step on the tile towards me. “She says you are a really popular with the girls your age”. Clack. Another step. I am completely off guard. My mind racing. What is happening? “Are you Matt?” Clack. Oh shit now I am noticing how sexy you are. Short business skirt. Tight blouse. Hair pulled up with tendrils falling on either side of your face. All of it flustering me even more. “w-what?” my mouth stumbling. “are you good with the girls Matt?”. Clack. Christ I can smell you now. Your perfume. Light. Fragrant. The bulge in the front of my briefs swelling more, starting to strain against the fabric. “Uh, y-yeah. I mean I guess so.” Clack. “Oh?” you say to me. your body close to mine now placing one hand on the counter to my right. “And how are you with women?” you lean in your lips barely touching my ear. your hair dangling against my shoulder. “I – uh – I mean I haven’t…” I stammer. You place your other hand on my chest. “Oh that’s a shame” you say breathing into my ear. “Yes Matt that is the package I….came for.” biting my ear lobe as your hand travels down over my abs. Using two fingers to playfully flip at the waistband before the split to trace either side of my now completely hard cock before whispering in my ear again “ But I really want to cum for this one right….. Here” as your hand grabs the full mass of my cock and balls. My head tilts back, your hand gripping me feels amazing. “Would you like that Matt? Would you deliver your package for me?”