This is the second in a series about Adam. Adam and his girlfriend Megan were both freshmen in college. Megan introduced Adam to her little sister Abby, who proceeded to seduce him. Will Megan’s mother take advantage of Adam too?

Author’s note: Every character in or referenced in this story is 16 years old or older. Sometimes in real life people lie about their age. In the same manner, these story characters may lie about their age, stating that they are younger than 16. But I am stating here and now, as the author of this story, that every single character is at least 16 years old. Any reference to an age younger than 16 is a lie, stated by the character or narrator of the story in an attempt to shock the reader. But do not believe them. It is not true. They are really 16 years old or older. Believe me. I know. I wrote the story.

“You’re not going to believe the horrible thing that happened,” Megan cried as she walked into my dorm room at college.

Megan and I were an item, dating all year now. We were both 19 and in our freshmen year of college. It had been over a month since Megan’s little sister Abby seduced me into having sex with her. We were both virgins until then. The problem though was that Abby was only 11 years old. Well she’s turned 12 since then. Still mighty young.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“It’s Abby,” Megan continued. “She was raped.”

I about choked. Did Abby say something? Are they coming after me now? “Wha…what?”

“Yeah, they caught the guy red handed.” megan went on with her story. “It was the father of some classmate of hers. Funny thing is, the classmate is one that Abby secretly didn’t like at all. I don’t know why she even went over there. Anyway, Abby was spending the night with this girl and I guess the father raped Abby during the night. The guy’s wife caught them in the act. She’s the one that called the police.”

Oh God, I wondered if Abby did that to protect me, so that she would have an excuse why her hymen was broken. Oh shit, was Abby going to try and have sex with me again. Megan and I still hadn’t had sex. With all this going on she probably will wait until marriage for sure now.

“They’re taking Abby to see Grandma for the weekend, just to get Abby away. I’m going with them,” Megan informed me. “So don’t get into any trouble while I’m gone. We’re leaving tonight.”

“Take good care of Abby,” I instructed, “She’s my favorite little girl.”

“You’re so sweet,” she said, giving me a kiss. “Got to go.”

This was Friday afternoon when Megan told me about Abby. Late afternoon I got a call from from Megan’s mom, Alice Reynolds.

“Hello,” I said, knowing who it was from the caller ID.

“Hello Adam. This is Alice, Megan’s mother,” she said.

“Hi Mrs Reynolds, I mean Alice.” I was trying to be polite. “Is everything OK?” I wasn’t sure if Megan’s mom knew that Megan had told me about Abby. So I decided to play dumb.

“Brad took the girls up to see their grandmother for the weekend,” she said. I thought that Alice was going too. Why was she calling me?

“I was wondering if you could come over this evening for dinner?” she asked.

Now why would she want me over for dinner? “But Megan isn’t there, is she?” I answered.

“That’s exactly why I want you here,” she went on. “I want to talk to you and I don’t want the others around. We can be honest with each other that way. Be here at 7:00 PM tonight. You do remember how to get here don’t you?”

“I, uh yes, sure,” I stuttered. “I’ll be there.”

I had no clue what was going on but it made me nervous not having Megan there, and then with this rape of Abby. But I was there, 7:00 PM sharp.

Alice greeted me at the door. “Thank you for coming,” she said as she let me in. She gave me a hug like I was an old friend of the family and I had only met her twice. The hug was just a moment longer than I would have expected. I could feel her firm breasts press against my chest. She smelled of honey and vanilla, undoubtably her perfume.

“Dinner will be ready shortly,” she announced. “If you want why don’t you help me put it on the table. It’s nothing special, just a pasta I whipped up.”

Dinner went quickly, uneventful. I had expected her to ask her questions but we just chit-chatted nonsense.

“Just leave things there,” Alice said. “What do you like to drink, wine, hard liquor?”

“I’m only 19,” I reminded her with a smile.

“So,” she said flatly. “All teenagers drink.”

“I’ll have what you’re having,” I politely said. The truth be known, I wasn’t like most teenagers. I didn’t really drink. I couldn’t stand the taste of wine, or beer for that matter. Liquor was OK, some of it, but I really hadn’t had much before. So I decided to let her lead.

She had me sit in the living room and brought in two glasses of wine. As expected it tasted bitter but I didn’t let on.

“You are probably dying to know why I asked you here,” she finally said, sipping her wine.

I did the same, nodding my head, trying not to let on how bad it tasted.

“I’m just going to come out and ask,” she stated flatly. “Have you had sex with my little girl?”

Oh god, Abby must have told her mom, or she guessed. I’m in deep shit now. But wait. If she did tell, Alice wouldn’t be asking me. She must suspect though or she wouldn’t have asked me over tonight. Deny, deny, deny. “Of course not,” I lied.

“Why not?” Alice asked. “Megan’s a beautiful girl.”

I internally let out a big sigh of relief. Alice was talking about Megan, not Abby. “Megan doesn’t want to have sex until she is married.”

“Isn’t that a little late to find out if she is compatible?” she asked.

“Well, yeah, I guess so, but that’s what she wants so I am honoring her wishes.” That will make me look good in Alice’s eyes, I thought. Me, the honorable one.

“Megan and I are very close,” Alice said. “Very close. We are very much alike in many things, including our sexual makeup.”

She paused, then said, “Drink some more wine.” I did and she quickly filled my glass again. I felt a slight buzzing in my head.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Megan will always be special to me, my baby girl. I want only the best for her, including the man she may eventually marry. Come on, drink up.” I gulped it down and she quickly poured my third glass of wine.

“That man may be you,” she said. “And I want to make sure you two are sexually compatible. Do you follow me? Finish your wine.”

It was becoming easier to drink the wine. It didn’t taste so bitter anymore. I tipped back my glass and downed the whole thing. A moment later Alice had filled it up again. My head was spinning a bit. I wasn’t quite getting what she was driving at. “It’s getting a little warm in here isn’t it?” I asked.

“Yes it is. If you take off your shirt it will feel much cooler,” she explained as she helped me remove my top. “Also you need to keep hydrated. Liquids will keep you cool. You’re not drinking enough. Here finish off this glass and I’ll get you another one.” I did.

The room was spinning. “I’m so hot, and dizzy.”

“You are overheating. You need to get these pants off too before you faint,” she ordered. “Let me help you.”

As she undid my belt and pulled my jeans down she took my underpants right along with them. She took off my shoes, socks, and pulled my pants the rest of the way off. I was totally nude. “Take this last drink and then lay down on the couch. It will help with the dizziness.” I did as she instructed.

“You seem to have the equipment to make my Megan happy,” she laughed. I didn’t understand what she was talking about. I had too much wine in me.

Alice took a hold of my limp dick and asked, “Have you used this before?”

Flashes of fucking Abby shot through my head. I couldn’t tell her that. “Uh, no, no I haven’t. I’m a virgin.”

“It does get bigger though, right?” she asked. “I mean when it gets stiff.”

I had my eyes closed to help with the dizziness. “I guess.” She still had her hand wrapped around my dick and that was starting to have an effect.

“It has to be big enough for Megan you know. We may find out eventually but I don’t have all night. Hahaha. Maybe I do.” Alice laughed to herself. “I’ll have to help it along.”

That’s when I felt her moist lips take my member into her mouth. It felt wet and warm. It didn’t take her half a minute to get me hard.

“Not bad,” Alice said.

“What are you doing?” I managed to get out.

“I’m finding out,” she replied.

“What? Finding out what?” I asked.

“If you are right for my Megan,” she replied. “I told you we are very close, sexually. Since you won’t be having sex with Megan anytime soon, I’ll have to do it for her. I’m sorry I’m going to have to take your virginity from you to do it.” There was a pause. “OK, I’m not sorry,” she added.

“Please stop,” I begged. “No, don’t do this.” Truth be told I was turned on and hoping she wouldn’t stop.

With all the wine in me I couldn’t get up, couldn’t object any more either. I just laid there, with my hard on. I watched as she straddled me on the couch, watched as she took my shaft and lined it up with her hairy pussy, watched as she dropped her weight down onto me driving me deep inside. It was the most wonderful feeling I had ever had, so soft and warm and wet.

“Oh my, you do have some thickness to you. I was worried about that but no more.” Alice began to lift her body up pulling nearly all the way off of me. Then she dropped back down fully engulfing me inside of her pussy. She did this several more times, very slowly, before she spoke.

“How does that feel Adam?” Alice asked me. I was about to say wonderful but she kept talking. “How does it feel to fuck your girlfriend’s mother? How does it feel to deny Megan your virginity and give it to me, her mother, instead?” She kept moving up and down. I could feel my climax approaching, building up to something I had never felt before. “How does it feel Adam, to finally fuck someone? How does it feel to fuck me?” It definitely was different than with Abby. She was much tighter and the sex was fast and furious. Alice was taking her time. I had time to experience the approach of my climax. But there was no denying, fucking Alice was the most wonderful feeling I had ever had. As she lifted her body up my shaft her pussy grabbed and pulled on me. Then she lowered herself down engulfing me completely inside of her, snug, moist, warm and getting warmer all the time. I didn’t want it to ever end.

She began moving faster and faster, her head tipping back, her breasts pushing out. I couldn’t take it any longer. I groaned aloud as my climax hit, heavy shots of my cum pooling somewhere inside of Alice, deep in her channel. She fell forward, her chest against my chest, her head next to mine.

“Oh Adam, that was quite wonderful,” she whispered into my ear. “It’s been so long since I’ve been fucked by someone your size. Megan’s father was the last. Oh Brad’s OK. Just not, well not your size.”

“I need to get you into bed,” she said as she helped me stand up. I would have fallen without her help. “You are not going home tonight. You’re drunk.” She walked me to her bedroom, pulled down the covers and put me into bed. She then took my limp member into her mouth again and worked on it for several minutes until she got it hard again. I couldn’t stop her. I didn’t I want to.

“But what about Megan?” I asked.

“Oh fuck Megan, this time it’s for me,” Alice said as she mounted me again for our second fuck of the night. This one lasted much longer before I came again. Alice came twice. I passed out shortly after that, exhausted from the sex and the wine.

The next morning, Saturday morning, I woke up cuddled behind another nude body. It was so warm, so soft. We were spooning with my right arm over her waist. I took a breast and gave it a squeeze, flicking the nipple with my thumb. For a moment I thought that it was Megan and that she had changed her mind about having sex. But as I got up on my elbow she turned in bed to look at me. It was Alice, Megan’s mother.

“Good morning darling,” Alice greeted me, reaching up with her head and giving me a kiss on the mouth.

I know how people say they look awful in the morning, but she was so beautiful right then. I leaned down and kissed her full on the mouth, like lovers kiss. She turned onto her back and spread open her legs. I broke the kiss and moved my legs between hers. I wasn’t under the influence of alcohol now. I just wanted to feel her again, like I had last night.

“Fuck me Adam,” she said. “Fuck me good and hard.” So I did. And I didn’t want it to stop either. I rammed my now iron rod deep inside of her, over and over again. Her tits were bouncing up and down as I pounded her flesh for several minutes straight. But that’s all I could stand as my body gave up my cum to this woman. This was different than with Abby. It was all new to me with Abby and she was so tight. With Alice, she got involved more in the actual fucking, more participation I guess. The excitement was at a whole new level with Alice than with Abby. At the end there, Alice was thrusting up against me as hard as I was into her.

I ended up staying there until Sunday afternoon. She showed me so many way to pleasure her, and she gave me the most incredible weekend of my life. But it had to end.

“If you still want Megan, then you won’t tell her about us,” Alice warned. “I’m her mother. I’ll always be her mother. She will eventually forgive me. But you, you’re just some guy that she will hate. So don’t ever tell her about us and what we’re doing.”

The way she worded it made me think that Alice expected us to get together again sometime, that this was not just one fantastic weekend, never to be had again. But she never said one way or the other.

The End (until I met Megan’s girlfriend)