Billy’s Mom

I had always liked Billy’s mother because she always gave us fresh homemade chocolate chip cookies, still warm from the oven along with a big glass of chocolate milk. When we got older she treated us older and gave us better snacks, but nothing really beats fresh homemade chocolate chip cookies.

When I turned fourteen Billy’s mother gave me a large chocolate chip cookie all of my own with a candle in it. I was surprised that Billy had gone to his father’s house but I was happy to try and eat that big cookie all by myself. It was the size of a pizza and she told me that I could keep coming back all weekend until it was gone.

I noticed that Billy’s mother was wearing a tight white pair of really short shorts and a really tight short top too. I had never seen her in those clothes before. She was drinking chocolate milk with me but she was eating smaller normal size cookies.

We were talking about girls in the neighborhood, how pretty they were getting, and how big their boobs were getting. I had a hard-on that just wouldn’t go away.

Then Billy’s mother spilled some chocolate milk on her white top. She said, “Fuck,” jumped up, and removed it right in front of me. Her naked boobs were right in front of me to stare at. They were the first real boobs that I had ever seen. She walked over to the kitchen sink, turned on the water, and then washed her top with dish soap. She squeezed it out, got a couple of dishtowels, and then sat back down at the table across from me. With her boobs still showing she carefully laid a towel on the table, placed her wet top on top of it, and then she put the second towel on top of that. I watched as she pressed down as hard as she could with her hands to get the moisture out of her wet top. I watched the muscles in her breasts contort as they tightened and released causing her breasts to deform. She never gave it a thought that I was watching her the whole time.

Finally she looked at me and asked, “Do you mind me being topless? I can go put something on if it bothers you.”

My mouth was so dry that I could hardly speak but finally I said, “No, I don’t mind one bit.” I probably should have stopped right there but I didn’t. I said, “You don’t ever have to wear a top around me. That is if you don’t want too.”

Billy’s Mom looked at me and replied, “So you like looking at my breasts do you. Do you want to touch them? You can, I don’t mind.”

Of course I did but by then I couldn’t say another word. My throat was just too dry. She told me to come over and feel of them all afternoon if I wanted too. I went behind her chair and reached over her shoulders placing my hands on them. She sat back and just let me touch them. She suggested that I squeeze then and play with her nipples too. I don’t know how long I played with them but she never tried to stop me.

Then she asked me, “Would you like to spend the night? I can call your mother. She doesn’t have to know that Billy isn’t here.”

I leaned down and kissed her on the neck as I whispered, “Can I stay for two nights?”

She leaned back and said, “Yes, you can. You can sleep in my bed too if you want too.”

She turned in her chair and rubbed her hand over my hard-on. Then she stood up, took my hand, and walked me to the telephone. She called my mother, told her what a good boy I was, and asked if I could spend that night and Saturday night at her house. Mom must have agreed. Billy’s Mom never even mentioned Billy at all or whether he was there or not.

She told me that she would order a pizza for dinner later and then took me upstairs. I followed her right into her bedroom. I watched as she removed her white shorts. She didn’t have any underwear on. When she lay back on the bed with her legs spread I saw my first pussy ever.

She rubbed the short stubble on her pussy and said, “I need a shave. Will you do it for me? I can never get it all, even when I try looking in a mirror.”

I said, “I don’t know to shave. What if I cut you.”

She laughed, opened her pussy lips up with her fingers, and showed me how pink she was inside. Then she said, “God already cut me. You can’t do much worse.” Then she laughed some more but kept holding her pussy open for me. Then she said, “You can touch it if you want too. For as long as you want to too. You can even fuck it. Go ahead put your hard-on in it. Please. I want to feel you inside me.”

I could hardly believe what she was saying but I had often imagined her saying it, not quite like that though. I always dreamed of her saying, “Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Fuck me with that monster cock of yours.” I didn’t have a monster cock but it was my dream.

I took off my pants and my underwear and walked up to her. My cock just slipped into her pussy. I didn’t have to push it in or anything. She grabbed my hips and fucked herself with my cock. It didn’t take long for me to cum in her. She just smiled and thanked me. Then she told me that she wanted me to fuck her every time that I got hard. I told her that I can get hard a lot and she smiled.

She paused for a moment as she thought and then she smiled again and said, “So can Billy.”

I asked, “Does Billy fuck you too””

She said, “No, but I would let him if he wanted too.”

I said, “Believe me he wants too. We have talked about it a lot and I do mean a lot. We have both jerked off in your panties.”

She said, “I know. I always place my panties on the top of the hamper and they get stuffed down in after you boys are done with them. They are crusty too when I put them in the laundry.”

I smiled and said, “I always hoped that you would know what we were doing. I like to smell them while I’m stroking myself, then at the last moment I wrap them over the head of my cock and shoot my stuff into them.”

She said, “I’d love to see that but after this I don’t think that you will ever jerk off again, not if you can cum in me.” She smiled and said, “Sometimes I smell my panties after you boys have used them. Then I lick them to see what you boys taste like.”

As my limp cock slipped from her pussy she used two of her fingers to scoop up my cum and put it up to her lips. She smacked her lips, swirled it around inside her mouth, and said, “I knew it. You were the one that I liked the best. You like my cotton panties.”

I blushed and said, “They have the strongest smell. I like my mother’s cotton panties too. They soak up your sweat, your smell, and your pussy juice.”

She said, “You’re right. They do.”

She let me fuck her right after the pizza came so that my cock would go down…but it didn’t. It seemed that the more pussy that I got the more pussy that my cock wanted. At least when I jerked off it would stay down for a while.

Billy’s Mom explained the facts of life to me, mainly that a teenage boy is always horny and thinks about pussy a million times a day. She is right. She did say that the more I fucked her the better it would be and that by Sunday night when I went home it might stay down for a while.

That Friday evening I put my cock in her pussy every time that I got hard. She even made sure that I got hard. She never got dressed and she kept asking me to rub her breasts, her pussy, and her ass. My pecker never stood a chance of staying down with her there.

On Saturday again she never got dressed really but she put on a fashion show for me where she tried on every pair of panties that she owned and had me run my hands over them with her in them. We fucked like bunny rabbits that day.

Then on Sunday Billy’s Mom gave me my very first blowjob. She could suck my whole cock into her mouth and lick my balls at the same time. Then she sucked both of my balls into her mouth and licked my asshole at the same time. That excited me because it seemed dirty. She let me lick her asshole after that and then her pussy too. I discovered that I liked oral sex and I liked her taste, I still wanted to smell her panties though.

That afternoon she introduced me to anal sex. Again there was an unknown thrill of doing something that I wasn’t supposed too do. We tried tit fucking once but her tits weren’t big enough, however she said that my mother’s tits were.

Around dinnertime Billy’s Mom told me that we were having guests for dinner but that we were not going to get dressed. Okay, but I was still nervous.

When the doorbell rang Billy’s Mom rushed over and flung the door open. She grabbed Billy and pulled him inside crushing him to her naked body. I was still in shock when my mother came in, tossed her wrap around dress, and hugged me to her naked body. My cock stiffened and slipped up between her legs. She hugged me tighter and said that I must be glad to see her. Without any hesitation on her part my mother reached down and slipped my cock up into her moist pussy. She took me over to the couch and lay back on it so that I could fuck her properly. I looked over and Billy was naked too and fucking his mother.

Shortly we were talking about how our mothers had traded sons for the weekend to teach them about sex. Billy had done everything to my mother that I had done to his mother. They made it perfectly clear that either one of us could fuck either one of them whenever we wanted too.

That Sunday evening after dinner Billy and I learned all about double penetration as we doubled up on both of our mothers. My mother liked it best with one of us in her mouth and one us at the other end. She didn’t care which hole down there that we used, she just liked the sensation of being thrust back and forth between two eager teenage cocks. Billy’s Mom liked us in both of her lower holes because she liked feeling of being full. She couldn’t wait until our cocks were fully-grown, neither could we.

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