My Dad’s Ex
There is a second part to this story….”the following summer with my Dad’s Ex”. I’ll post depending on the interest of this one. Comment or PM me and let me know what you think
There is a second part to this story….”the following summer with my Dad’s Ex”. I’ll post depending on the interest of this one. Comment or PM me and let me know what you think
More about mom and me
This is my first story….I have many experiences that I have wanted to share but never had an outlet. I’m not a writer so be kind and I will share them all. Are they true are they fiction? Are some all true with slight twists?…who knows and who cares. Hope you enjoy! Would love comments even private messages. Love sharing thoughts and stories
It has been long since I wrote something but to make up for the lost days to my funs I think is about time I give you a true story about my friend and I. I changed her name in the story, just in case
A Short Train Ride
I bumped into him at the porn club where I usually took a bottle of wine to share with the manager Brian. I had been a member so long that I only went downstairs to the two small cinemas when a couple came in to play.
That evening whilst chatting with Brian, a friend of his came whom I had seen before but not really got to know. We shared the wine and got on to our main interests that drew us to the club- wonderful horny women who liked to play. He and I got on really well.
He then made a proposition to me that was quite a challenge. I agreed and would wait for him to phone me on my mobile when it might happen. This is the story of what actually happened.
I had forgotten about the chat at the club. Then out of the blue Stan rang me and asked me if I was still interested. I replied, “Of course.”
“Well Sheila and I are coming up to London tomorrow for the day for a bit of what she loves and I wondered if you would like to partake in a little fun. She doesn’t know I rang you but she knows I can arrange this kind of thing.”
We agreed to meet at the hotel at Victoria Station, one of the main lines into London, at 1030 in a bar we both knew. I wasn’t to greet them but when we had both arrived I would go to the loo where he and I would make arrangements.
I arrived just before 1030 and ordered a coffee. About 1040 they arrived and Stan gave me a wink and settled down with Sheila nearby. So I had a good view of her as she sat sideways to me about 12 feet away. She was blonde about 45-50 and quite trim and wore heels and stockings (I thought) and a light black cotton coat buttoned up, but without a belt. Her breasts were not too apparent under the coat. I had to imagine what she wore under the coat.
Once they settled I rose and went to the loo. I was followed by Stan. He said she’s game. In fact they had a bit of fun on the way up from Brighton but that’s another cameo. We agreed I would go out of the hotel first and wait for them to come out and follow them.
Once back in the main station, after a few minutes they emerged from the hotel and began to walk to the underground. I immediately followed them down the escalators to the underground to join a train going north. I kept a few feet from them but never got too separated. The platform was very crowded and I began to lose sight of them. Don’t panic Ian I thought. But I then heard the sound of the train in the tunnel at some distance but they approach fast. I moved along as quickly as I could, then suddenly I saw her blond hair. They had walked some way along the platform and waited. The train arrived quite crowded. I moved closer to them and got on behind her and Stan was in front of Sheila. We were at the end of the carriage where there is a single door. I was the last in. The doors closed and we were wedged. Sheila had her back to me and Stan provided cover for both of us.
The train picked up speed and she relaxed a bit. Because the train was crowded her back was pressed against me. I found myself in a position I had imagined but didn’t possibly think would actually happen.
Tentatively, I moved my hand to her hips and over her rear and just pressed a little toward her. She pressed back firmly on to my growing hardon. I took that as a yes. I moved my right hand down her leg at the back and tucked into her coat. I began to slowly lift her coat running my hand up her leg and thigh over her stocking. Yes they were stockings. I had reached her soft flesh. Her continued pressing against me encouraging me to go further.
Her flesh was deliciously warm as I stroked that warm softness across her upper thigh at the point where it met the cheeks of her bum. No apparent panties. She seemed to like what I was doing as she pressed more firmly against my groin. Encouraged and running my hand round her thigh I ran into plenty of hair and noticing she was indeed panty less. My fingers explored her hairy wet warm cunt as I slid across her soaking labia and into her vagina and up across to her clit. With my other hand I suddenly found that her sleeve was a wide one enabling me to move inside the sleeve under her arm pit on to her chest and across to her left breast. The nipple was tight and stiff from a slightly floppy but fullish tit.
She squeezed even harder against me in silent recognition of my sexual onslaught.
The train began its deceleration into the next station. I thought it was an all too brief sexual interlude. I was right up against the door. Fortunately the platform was on the other side of the carriage. I paused. Sheila didn’t move or look back at me as if I was still a stranger in the carriage whom she had to involuntarily squeeze against. Stan winked at me in recognition of my, so far, successful exploration of his partner.
More people got on the train than got off. So the effect was more intimacy. But Stan controlled the pressure on us. He didn’t want to make it impossible for us.
Slowly the train began to speed up leaving the station. As it did so I resumed my movements on her clit and tightened my fingers on her hardened nipple. At full speed Sheila was getting into a beautiful rhythm as my finger slipped and slid around and across her stiffened clit. Pressing her nipple really hard, she began to tense her whole body. Glancing at her face, she had clenched her eyes, her lips silently braced and she came in my hand as I increased the pace on her little power source. I heard her quietly squirm at the pinnacle of her cum.
As she came down, she took her hand out of her pocket where it had resided, her other hand on a vertical rail for support, and squeezed my erection in recognition of her induced orgasm. Stan just gleamed at both of us. He looked pretty high too. All this in the space of what felt like five minutes.
I was on a high too but thought, well at least I’ve provided a good service even though there was not much more she could do for me.
The train slowed again. She signalled to Stan that she wanted to move on, gave me a final warming grip of my cock and moved out of the carriage.
I quickly made the decision to follow them. They were changing train lines, involving a change of platforms. I was becoming expert in keeping up. Though it was about 11 in the morning the underground was still busy, with visitors and tourists who just got in my way as they struggled to make sense of where they were going. My knowledge of London’s underground enabled me to follow them on their way to another line and platform. Going up an escalator, Stan viewed me from the neighbouring escalator and winked again. Sheila didn’t see me.
Arriving at the next platform, I followed a few yards behind and waited, as did they, till the next train arrived. This time I was able to get in with them. We found ourselves, again at the end of carriage except that Sheila was standing and resting against a bum rest facing out and I was directly in front of her with the door to our right and Stan to my left. Again, beautifully tucked in.
“Weren’t you on the last train? Sheila beamed at me as I responded, “Yes, my pleasure.”
I moved forward feeling encouraged by my covering of her by my full winter coat, by her comment and slipped inside her coat to feel her stockinged thighs again. She helped me by undoing one button on her coat, enabling me to slide my hand up beyond her stockings to her still wet pussy.
However, this time she went for my zip inside my open coat that provided a cover for our activities. I had decided when I prepared for this morning not to wear underpants. So when she began to explore she found herself stroking my cock already hard. We played with each other.
“Here darling let me look after you this time.”
There wasn’t either the time or the space to be able to fuck without being observed but Sheila took both hands to stroke my balls and wank my cock as I also fingered her wet pussy that had leaked onto her thighs. I slid a spare hand in her coat to grasp her nipple again and gave it a squeeze. She smiled and quietly whispered in my ear,
“Darling, you’re not good at taking instructions are you? Let me look after you. Just hold me. Don’t try to get me off again – no time.”
For some reason my eyes scanned to the right of Stan. Looking very closely at me was a woman in her late 50’s giving a very searing look at me and Sheila. In an instant she knew exactly what was going on. I was just about to panic and attempt a quick withdrawal when she just smiled benignly at me, giving us a silent acquiescence. Fucking wonderful. The world can be just brilliant. Sheila was not in a position to see or be aware of this potential, but averted, blow to our pleasure.
I smiled back and relaxed just holding Sheila’s warm soft thighs.
“Cum for me now. You look ready. Just shoot at my pussy. Don’t worry about the mess I love it. I had a lovely mouthful on my way up on the train. Yours will add to my creaming.”
In my ear she murmured, “Yes let me have it now.”
Just as she made the comment I felt her hand harden on the head of my cock, much firmer than she had been doing. I had not cum for a day or so. As I went over the top, not making my usual noisy outburst but stifling it in her hair, she kept going, rubbing every drop of spunk out of me as it shot out and slid on and down her pussy hairs.
She let go and I slipped back behind my open zip. I gave her a warm hug just as the announcement came for the next station. We smiled at each other. I glanced at Stan who returned my smile as did my observer who realised what had happened and just beamed at me. Sheila gave me a final hug just as the train slowed at the platform. I kissed her cheek and wished her a lovely time for the rest of their travels.
I got off the train with the sexual observer right behind me. I caught her eye again.
“Some people get all the luck don’t they? Thanks for the show. Wish it were me.”
I was just going to reply when she was joined, by what appeared to be her partner or friend and bid her, “I wish it were to.” We went our separate ways.
It was really just a quickie, but a very memorable one that depended on impeccable timing and good luck. I was aching to share the story with my closest friends but only the ones I could trust and who knew me well. Brian, back at the club loved the retelling. I’ve enjoyed sharing it, once again, with you.
And the cameo on the Brighton line? They found themselves in an empty carriage with just a young 18 year old opposite and facing them. For Sheila it was just too, too tempting. She slowly opened her stockinged legs to the young man. At first he didn’t notice but he looked up a little from his mobile on which he had been texting and found himself looking at her knees. She continued opening her legs until her tops were revealed, then, and in the full light of the morning sun, she displayed her pussy hairs. Seeing his response in his groin she used her fingers to open wider and revealed the glory of her glistening wet lips. His eyes rove between her pussy and her face to see her intentions were aligned with what was happening. He registered positive as his cock began to harden.
Nodding to Stan to keep an ear and eye to passing passengers, she reached forward to his zipper and pulled it down and dug for his cock. Pulling it out she leaned further forward and took his hardon straight into her mouth. She proceeded to suck him to an extremely quick climax, deftly swallowed his load, wrapped back behind his zipper, stood up, blew him a kiss and departed to another carriage with Stan. (This little cameo was relayed to me by Stan back at the porn club a week or so later, when we reminisced about our underground travels with Brian).
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Passionate Love Story of nephew and his hot mature Aunt
My mom and I live in our small cozy home in a village out on the countryside, never met my dad and hardly ever had any family over as far as I can remember. Basically it was just my mother and I, we had no problem with that since we had such a fantastic relationship; she was loving and caring. My mom is in her late forties with a chubby figure and long blonde hair, with a smile which immediatly lit up the room. I’m an average looking guy who is going to school and has always felt a deeper connection to his mother but could never make sense of it. That was until I hit puberty and discovered the joy of masturbation, I was somewhat of a late bloomer in that department, but I never really talked to classmates about it nor did we have sex education yet. Anyway, as most young boys probably thought that they were hiding everything from their mother successfully and keeping their jerk-off sessions an absolute secret – mothers always know what their kids are up to. Mine also figured it out, although things went a bit further than in an average family.
It all began on a saturday morning, a morning like any other. Birds were chirping and the sunlight found its way through a gap in the curtains to wake me. It was very warm, we were in summer. It would get quite hot and my mother and I would start wearing little clothing to fight this warmth. First thing I noticed was my penis and how hard it was, forming a little tent under the sheets. Around 6 inches erect. I awoke horny as usual, I really had to go take care of it so I stood up, put on some cotton briefs and grabbed a fresh towel before heading off to the bathroom. Looking forward to that shower and much needed privacy I thought to myself as I almost bumped into my mother.
“Ohhh look who’s finally up! It’s past twelve already, how did you sleep?”
“Morning, great, I’m just off to take a shower”
“Alrighty then have fun!” my mom replied in a playful tone as she quickly glimped down to my waist and then walked off.
I thought nothing of it until a few seconds later when I closed the bathroom door behind me and realized I was walking around with my erect penis pressing against the briefs. Oh god….but I was not overcome with embarassment, instead I felt kind of turned on by this to my surprise. I immediatly dropped my pants and grabbed my dick, which was as hard as it could possibly be. I pulled the foreskin back slowly and rubbed my precum over the head and massaged it with my fingers. I started to masturbate strongly and ejaculated after only a few seconds, I caught the semen in my left hand, some of it splashed onto my chest and thighs. In that precise moment the door opened and I instinctively turned around as fast as possible, facing the mirror and covering my penis with both hands.
“MOM PLEASE I AM GOING TO SHOWER NOW”
“Oops sorry hun! I was just going to leave you a new towel here since you always forget” she answered as she was poking her head through and looking at me through the mirror.
This time I did get very embarassed and my face turned bright red in shame as I stood there fully exposed with my semen all over my hands and crotch area, dripping down my legs onto the white fluffy rug beneath me.
“I didn’t want to interrupt you, my apologies, i’ll be downstairs making breakfast” she said as she shut the door.
She..saw…everything…in the mirror. I made a complete idiot out of myself, I kept telling myself as I showered and cleaned up. After drying myself off I put fresh white underpants and a thin t-shirt on then walked through the hallway to the kitchen where my mom was standing and making some pancakes. She was wearing a long aquamarine shirt, as far as I could tell without any bra or panties, it’s always been like that since I was young when it was hot in the house. Nothing sexual ever came up and there was no reason to not walk around the house like that. I now suddenly got arroused by the idea of this though, and had to restrain myself from getting hard again. No easy task but the smell of the food cooking threw me off and made me hungry. She walked over with the dishes and handed me my plate as we sat down.
“Darling i’m sorry again about before, I really didn’t mean to walk in there like that when you’re busy wi-
“No no no, it’s fine, seriously I was just getting undressed and you startled me that’s all”
I felt a buldge in my pants again, oh what horrible timing. Hopefully it’s gone by the time we’re done with this awkward conversation. I couldn’t just stand up and leave now. To this day i’m not sure whether or not my mother noticed and this was intentional or just pure coincidence that she made me get up in that precise moment.
“Can you be a help me take this to the sink please, I need to wash up before i’m off to town to buy the groceries” she exclaimed as she stood up with me and handed over a couple of plates. I felt her quick glare at my erection before she faced the other direction. It only made me harder again, my dick was as hard as a rock and I was standing only a couple of feet away from my mother. Not sure what came over me but I felt absolutely no need to hide it and proudly walked over to the sink with her. As she turned around I saw that her nipples were hard, clearly visible through the shirt.
“Isn’t that uncomfortable down there?” my mom asked as she was pointing at my crotch with her index finger. How extremely forward that was I thought to myself, she seemed to have a genuine concerned look on her face when she asked the question. I froze for a second then answered.
“Sorry I…can’t seem to control it, is that bad?”
“Not at all! It’s completely normal for a boy your age, but I think you have to go take care of that before you hurt yourself, looks very stiff. Promise I won’t disturb you this time!” she giggled as she turned her back on me.
I thought i’d ejaculate right there and then after I heard my mother talk so openly about this, without any fear of provoking an awkward situation. I guess it’s not as weird as I belived it to be, she seems really cool about it. I went straight to my room, dropped my pants and sat on the corner of the bed as I grabbed my throbbing cock and began to pull the foreskin back and forth. I was so extremely horny you wouldn’t believe it, after a short few moments I felt the semen wanting to burst out and I was not planning on preventing this from happening. My mother then all of a sudden walked past heading towards her room to get ready, she smiled at me and was out of my line of sight as I came all over myself. I let out a loud sigh of relief as I fell back onto the bed in pure extasis, I covered myself in cum. A million thoughts were flooding my mind all at once now, did my mother just catch me jerking off? Did she smile at me while doing it, did she maybe even like it? It was too much, I closed my eyes and tried to catch my breath. Without warning, silent as a mouse, my mother was infront of me with a roll of toilet paper.
“Let me clean that semen up for you hunny, unless you want to take another shower?” she said with a concerned look. I was stunned, but gladly accepted what was happening right now without any hesitation, not thinking about it properly.
“That would be fantastic, thank you mom I love you so much” I firmly replied as I covered my eyes with my arm, giving her full access to my body.
“Love you even more, you mean everything in the world to me you know that right” she announced as she tore a few stips off toilet paper off and began wiping the hot jizz off my naked body. I couldn’t watch her do it, even though I was fine with this, I guess it was my subconscious. I felt her bend over, she was wiping the cum off my thighs, legs and chest then around my penis. She lifted my soft cock up with two fingers to clean it and the surroundings, then grabbed it properly and pulled the skin back slowly as far as possible to expose the head completely. She then got another piece of the tissue and proceeded to clean there, but some of the paper dried up quickly and got stuck right under the head. So she gently spat on two of her fingers and was then able to remove it. The touch of my mother’s hands on me…especially my dick, was out of this world. I gasped as I started to get hard again while my mother had my dick in her hand.
“All clean again! I’ll see you later hun, do you want anything from the shops?”
“Uh no thanks mom, bye”
It was all so casual, like if it was the most normal thing in the world. It did not even appear sexual at first, everything was blurry like a dream. I decided to go and sleep on it, to see what happens tonight when she’s back. End of part 1, let me know what you think
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Have known Toni for many many years. Was a good friend of my deceased wife and myself. At that time, we weren’t sexual with her, but that changed because of a conference she was in.
After not seeing Marilee in 35 years. I finally found her on Facebook and fly out to California to meet her. I find out she has a daughter and things took a strange turn.
This is my first ever story. Thus, I am no professional at this. However I intend to write a hot story as good as the best. Unlike the majority of stories on here however, this one is actually true and happened to me when I was 19 years old in the 1990’s – enjoy
My name is Arthur and my best mate back then was Mike. We met in the early years of high school and became best friends. Often we would have sleep overs at each others houses. Our friendship continued after leaving school at 16, and we got a job working in a factory together.
Every friday from age 18 we would ‘clock off’ from the factory and get ready to hit the towns nightlife. Payday was like Christmas every week for us young men still living with our parents.(In the UK back then you had to be 18 to go to night clubs and bars). Neither of us were tied down in a relationship, so we would prowl for pussy in the nightclubs, seeking the young ladies that prowled for cock. Like human fishing really, both genders just going out to ‘get laid’. (But deep down, to really find a partner to settle down with, which is just what Mike did when he was 20)
On one such Friday, when I was 19, I turned up as usual at Mike’s house early evening time. His mum (or ‘mom’ for the people in the US) answered the door and said her usual “Hi Arthur. Come in, Mike’s in his room. How’s your mum?”
Now, let me describe Mike’s mum. Her name is Elizabeth, but she’s known as Liz. Liz is a bespectacled(wears glasses) 43 years old lady who worked full time as a cleaner, she had been divorced from Mikes dad for some years. She was a little on the plump side regarding her tits, ass and thighs. Her tits I guessed to be around an E cup. Her big round ass looked divine when she wore her tight jeans or leggings. As I would later discover in this story – She had a little bit of sagging in her breasts but not much really, not what you wouldn’t expect from the average lady of her age – In fact I’d say she was in better shape than most her age. She was around 5″7 with mousey brown hair that was going grey, she always had her hair up in a ponytail.
She never wore make-up and always dressed in plain unflattering clothes that did not show her figure except for the tight jeans and legging she wore. Her eyes were beautiful and wide, her face was pretty although she did have a few light wrinkles around her mouth. She also had big teeth that tended to overlap her bottom lip when she closed her mouth. People used to joke and call her fredrica mercury because of her big teeth. On this particular day she wore leggings but she also wore a thick woolly jumper(or sweater as its more commonly known as to US readers) that was long and covered her ass, much to my disappointment. It was winter after all. Under her Jumper she had on a white polo shirt with the collars of the polo shirt folded over the neck of her jumper.
Apart from the occasional view of her ass, I never thought of her in a sexual way whatsoever. She was more like a mother figure, she treated me like I was Mikes brother, cooked for me and let me sleep over most every weekend.
Later that evening me and Mike were in one of the busiest bars in town chatting away, when he suddenly said, “Hey. I know someone who fancies you,” as he winked at me.
“Who?” I abruptly replied.
“Ahh, not telling.” He annoyingly spoke with a cheesy grin.
Mike was my best mate, but he was a damn prick sometimes. Later, after the consumption of a behaviour altering amount of alcohol, Mike said, “My mum said she fancies you, even your ginger hair(laughs), she said her heart thumps whenever you come round to our house.”
“Jeeesus Mike!” I quipped. “You’re fucking kidding me”
“Nope. We had a heart to heart discussion last night, she never usually discusses anything like that with me. To be honest mate, I thought she only told me because she secretly wants me to tell you, you know how shy and proper my mum is. She would never tell you how she truly felt”
“Cool, am gonna fuck her brains out tonight.” I said jokingly.
“Fuck off Arthur, don’t even joke about shit like that.”
“Relax man, I’m kidding, I wouldn’t dare, I have never thought of your mum in that way,” I reassured.
The night turned out to be uneventful yet again, in terms of trying to get laid out on the town. We got back to Mikes house sometime after 12pm and sat on his sofa with a coffee and a cigarette, chilling out before he headed to his room and me to the spare room.
Mike whispered “Hey, not a word to my mum about what I told you”.
“No worries dude,” I said, “I’m still shocked as hell about it.”
Mike spotted a video cassette next to the VCR with the words ‘Liz’s tape. DO NOT TOUCH!’ written on it.
“I bet that’s a porno,” I joked.
There’s no way a plain lady like Liz who shows very little interest in sex or men, and was so sweet and mild mannered would ever own such a thing. Surely not.
“Let’s put it on,” I said.
“Fuck me Arthur you do say some dumbass things, the tape says ‘do not touch’ on it, of course I’m gonna fucking put it on,” Said Mike.
What we saw shocked me, it was a porno. It shocked me because it belonged to Mikes mum, the last person I would think would own it. On the screen was a young man in his 20s with a hot mature big tit milf. The guy was tit fucking her as she held her melons together, he then grabbed her hair and started fucking her mouth vigorously. The guy then took his cock out of her mouth, pulled the sexy milfs hair back and spat in her face and mouth before continuing with the face fucking.
At that point we heard creaking on the stairs, we panicked and Mike immediately ejected the cassette and threw it under the sofa. It was Liz coming down the stairs. She just wanted to go to the kitchen to make herself a cup of tea before retiring back to her room.
“Night,night mum,” Mike shouted from the lounge, as Liz was making her way back upstairs.
“Night night Michael. Night night Arthur, you’re very welcome to stay over tonight love,” she shouted.
“ Thanks Mrs C,” I shouted back.
“I’m getting off to bed now mate, promise not a word to anyone about the video”, said Mike.
“Don’t worry dude, it’s just between us” I reassured.
“Night mate” said Mike before darting upstairs to his room.
Before retiring to the spare room I needed to use the bathroom to relieve a bladder full of beer and coffee, after sipping the rest of my sobering coffee for a few minutes I headed upstairs to the bathroom.
I opened the bathroom door and there she was. Mikes mum was sat on the toilet with her leggings along with a sexy pair of pink satin knickers around her ankles (or Panties as they say in the US – In fact, from here on in I will refer to them as panties, as I prefer the term). We both froze, it was only a few seconds, but it seemed so much longer.
Then she said, “oh, Arth….”
“Shit! I’m sorry Liz,” I abruptly interrupted.
I closed the door and shot to the spare room with complete embarrassment and also arousal at the sight of her thighs and those sexy pink satin panties. It puzzled me why she would wear those panties though. I mean, they looked so sexy and she usually dressed so plain and conservative, they seemed so uncharacteristic of her. But then again, that porno….
Liz had surprised me like hell that night. Nobody who knew her would ever think Liz was sexually active or harboured such desires so strongly. I thought to myself, “who are the sexy panties for? I mean, what’s the point in Liz wearing them if no-one is going to see her in them? I guess it’s just for her own satisfaction”.
A few minutes later I heard her coming out of the bathroom and returning to her room, I then went to the bathroom to relieve myself. After I did my business, I spotted something in the washing basket (or hamper to our American readers) as I was washing my hands. It was those sexy pink satin panties that she had on. “Why would she remove them in here and put them to the basket, without changing any of her other clothes” I thought. But I was too aroused to care. I just wanted to grab the panties and wank myself off. Liz got me feeling so fucking horny, the fact that I knew she fancied me, the porno that made me realize how sexually driven she was and that she probably wanted to fuck me and the thought of seeing her big round juicy ass in these panties.
I snatched them from the top of the basket and put them in my face, rubbing them over my nose and mouth, tasting and inhaling her scent, the crotch was a little stained from pussy juice and felt moist. I took out my cock and went to lock the door.
‘Oh fuck, not now, please’, I thought, as I saw the lock to the bathroom door was broken. So then I took a chance and took the panties to the spare room with me. Thinking I will only have them for a few minutes and will return them. I thought there’s no way Liz would notice, she wouldn’t return to the bathroom after being in there just a few minutes ago.
In the spare room I stripped naked in what seemed to me to be about 2 seconds flat, and dove into bed. With one hand I held the panty crotch over my nose and mouth and with the other began pumping away on my raging hard-on. Liz had got me so fucking hot. Up until just earlier that day I had never thought of Liz as a mother I would like to fuck. But now that was all that was on my mind. I began fantasizing about fucking her doggy style with these sexy panties over her big juicy round ass and coming all over them. I thought about that hot scene from her porno, fantasizing that I was face-fucking her like that couple in the scene and I would cum all in her face and mouth. And I fantasized that she spread her buttocks and lowered that Plump shapely ass over my face while she scraped her big teeth and lips over my cock.
Wow. This was sending me over the edge. In my mind I was in another dimension, but in reality I was in my best friends house, with his mum’s pussy stained sexy panties in my face with my eyes closed, wanking myself off over fantasies of her.
Suddenly: “Having fun,” said a female voice from in the room.
It slapped me out of my fantasy world and brought me crashing to reality like a plane nose diving into the ocean. Overwhelmed with embarrassment, I looked over to see Liz with a big toothy grin on her face. She was wearing what she had on all day: Leggings, polo shirt and jumper. Except, minus her panties. You know, the ones that were covering the bottom half of my face. For a few seconds I was frozen, then it suddenly dawned on me. Liz set the whole thing up, it all made sense. Mike was correct, she did confess her feelings about me to him because she did want me to know about it. The porno, she left it there intentionally knowing damn well that the words ‘do not touch’ will encourage me to watch it. She wanted me to know that she was into it and hoped watching it would get me feeling horny. The panties, it was me she bought them for. She left them on the washing basket like bait hoping I would bite, knowing I will be using the bathroom in the night. She intentionally broke the lock on the bathroom door so she could catch me in the act if I decided to wank with her panties in the bathroom. Liz had been to the bathroom to see if I took the bait. She saw her panties were missing from the washing basket. Thus, she’s here now. Her elaborate trap worked, I was so fucking hot for Liz, I wanted nothing more than to engage in an intense fuck session with her.
“Ooh, let’s see what we have under here,” she said as she came over to the bed, and in one swift motion peeled back the cover to see my naked body, and my hand around my cock. I jumped out of bed and covered my massive erection with a pillow.
“Don’t be shy Arthur,” said Liz as she walked over to me and planted her lips on mine, taking the pillow away.
After a few seconds of lip locking, I broke off the kiss and said, “No Liz this is wrong.”
“No Arthur, it’s right, it’s so right,” whispered Liz. Again we locked lips this time she started stroking my cock and swirling her tongue in my mouth.
“Wait,” I said breaking the kiss again. “You’re my best mates mum, and you’re not that type Liz, you’re a nice lady.”
“I have needs just like any other woman you know,” she said. “I’ve wanted this for so long. You make me feel so hot Arthur.” Our noses were almost touching as she began again to stroke my cock and speak to me. “Do you know how much it breaks my heart knowing you are sleeping around with them young tarts you pick up in the night clubs? My heart aches with jealousy, I wish I was one of them. Why waste your time and money going out with those stupid bimbo’s when you can have me here, anytime you want. I’m all yours Arthur.”
Our lips locked again as we tongued each others mouths and she stroked my cock. I put my hands down the back of her leggings and squeezed those chubby buttocks, this caused Liz let out a groan in my mouth. I then moved my hand down the front of her leggings and started fingering her sopping wet pussy, causing her to start breathing heavily. We broke the kiss again. As we were masturbating each other our eyes were locked on to each others, with our faces just inches apart. Liz then whispered, “I know you’ve been bringing girls back here and fucking them on the bed in this very room. I have been listening to you fuck them senseless with my ear against my bedroom wall and my dildo in my pussy. Wishing it was me in here with you, and you were treating me like you treat them. Do you want me Arthur?”
“Yes Liz. More than anything.”
Liz, quickened her pace of wanking my cock. “Tell me how much you want me. Tell me what you’re going to do to me.”
I smiled and said, “you set this all up didn’t you Liz? To make me want you. Well it’s worked big time. Telling Mike you fancied me, leaving the video tape next to the VCR, these sexy pink panties, the broken lock on the bathroom door.”
“Clever boy,” she said with a sly grin.
“Now I want you more than I’ve ever wanted any woman in my life Liz. I’m going to fuck you like crazy, I’m going to treat you like that woman in the porno. Kneel down and suck my cock. Now Liz.”
And thats just what she did. She looked up at me as she took the tip of my cock in her mouth. I felt her top teeth scraping above and her tongue massaging below. It was heaven, it was by incredible will power that I managed to keep from cumming in her mouth there and then. Then she went deeper and sucked harder. She grabbed my hand and put it on her ponytail, I took this as an indication that she wanted me to fuck her mouth. With a tight grip on her ponytail I held her head still and began fucking her mouth. After a few minutes with my cock and her face full of her saliva I was ready to cum. I needed a pause and a change of tactic to try and last longer without cumming.
“Take your leggings off and go get your dildo. I want you to fuck yourself as I tittyfuck you,” I demanded. The naturally submissive milf did just that.
Within seconds she was squatting in front of me naked from the waist down and with her jumper and polo shirt raised up over her magnificent big tits. She had on a pink bra that matched her panties, her tits were already exposed and out of their bra cups. Her nipples were brown, big and pointy.
“wait, I want you to suck your tits for me,” I commanded.
Looking up at me without hesitation the lusty milf did just that, biting them, sucking them and making her nipples even more pointy. I watched her blissfully for a moment as I wanked my cock. I couldn’t resist, I bent down and groped her melons, I sucked on those huge nipples and had Liz groaning. I put a nipple to her mouth then kissed her with her tit between our lips. Then I held her tits together and started slowly fucking them. She inserted her dildo into her pussy. She was soaking wet, as the dildo was going in and out, her pussy made an audible squelching sound. Liz bent her neck to face down and took the end of my cock in her mouth as it passed through the top of her cleaverage. After a few minutes of this when I gained momentum of speed, her glasses fell off onto the floor. I then slowed down my pace and spat a long glob of saliva into her cleavage and onto my cock.
“Yes please,” Said Liz, as she turned to look up at me and opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. She was dildoing herself ferociously with pussy juice splashing out of her pussy and a loud squelching sound.
“Wow, you really are kinky aren’t you?” I said. “OK here comes”. I spat on her face and the first glob landed on her right cheek, the second one landed directly onto her tongue, and the third one landed on the tip of her nose then poured down into her mouth. As the third glob of spit landed Liz had an intense orgasm rip through her.
“Aaaaaawww. YES. FUCK! – Aaaaaghh, oh my god Arthur. I’m cumming.” She screamed, and cum squirted all over her dildo and on the floor. She was loud and I knew that Mike would have been able to hear it. The sight of Mikes mum having that orgasm in front of me pushed me over the edge
“Open your fucking mouth,” I demanded. I fucked her mouth for just a few thrusts when I shot rope after rope of cum down her throat.
She kept the tip of my cock in her mouth and looked up at me as she swallowed my whole load.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to speak to you like that Liz,” I said with shame.
“I love it when you talk to me that way, I’m all yours bab,y” Said Liz. “I’m just going to get cleaned up. Be right back darling…”
I went to lay in bed shivering from sexual excitement. A few minutes later Liz came back in the room, this time with her hair down and wearing a bath robe.
“Up you get,” she said. I stepped out of bed and Liz walked over to the end of the bed and took off her robe. Liz was wearing nothing but those sexy pink satin panties. She turned around, bent over, arched her back, while looking back at me she moved the crotch of the panties over to one side with one hand and slapped one of her meaty buttocks with her other hand. Wow, what an invite.
My cock was ready for action again. I got behind her, instead of penetrating her, I decided to tease and put my cock inside the panties and along the crack of her ass. “ooh that’s lovely,” said Liz as she rubbed her clit.
I did this for a few minutes, then couldn’t resist any longer. I stuck my cock right into her pussy and slapped her ass. “You fucking dirty milf slut” I said uncontrollably. I began pounding her hard and fast, her panties were so sexy over her chubby ass. Her tits bouncing like hell until I grabbed them from behind and pulled on her nipples hard.
“Ow!” screamed Liz.
“You fucking love it don’t you? “ I said.
“Yes.” Liz agreed. “Do it again.”
I got close so cumming. I pulled out and said “I want you to ride me now Liz.”
I lay down on the bed and Liz climbed on me and lowered her sopping wet pussy over my cock and began to ride me ever so slowly. We kissed passionately, breathed heavily into each others faces and talked dirty to each other. After some momentum of speed and with our lips clamped together Liz had her second orgasm of the night. My orgasm began to build up also as our lips were locked when this sexy milf rode me.
I broke the kiss and said. “Fucking hell Liz this is the best fuck ever, I’m so sorry I’m not going to last much longer, I’m going to cum.”
Liz then climbed off me and immediately got on her knees on the floor and said “my mouth please.”
I went over and shot directly into her mouth, then I aimed for her face and hair. I wanted to cover this big toothed milfs face as much as i could with my cum.
“Wow!” I sighed.
“I’m not done yet” grinned Liz as she lay back on the bed. “Sit on my face” she said. “I want to lick your ass, it’s a fetish of mine. Please Arthur”.
So I spread my ass cheeks and lowered myself over Liz’s face. My cock was facing her huge mounds. “Fuck my face with your ass” she said. I enthusiastically obliged. She was dildoing her pussy hard and fast and moaned into my ass as her tongue was working my puckered hole. I began grinding my ass over her face hard and wanking my cock, and from this Liz reached her third orgasm of the night. This got me so hot I came too all over her tits.
That was the last of our workout for the night. After Liz cleaned the cum off her, we kissed and cuddled for the rest of the night.
To be continued…….
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