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Summer break between high school and college, my last chance to live it up before I had to get serious. I decided to head over to my best friend’s house. I met Jeff in 8th grade, and we’d been pretty much inseparable ever since, at least until I found girls.
Normally I’d call ahead, but it had been raining for the past several days, so our phone wouldn’t work. Happened every time.
Since he lived close, I walked over. Unlike the last few days, today was sunny, hot and humid. By the time I got there, I was drenched in sweat.
I knocked on the door, no answer. Strange. I knocked again, louder, then heard someone walking, rapidly, in the house.
The door flung open. It was Jeff’s mom, Mrs. J. To this day, I don’t know her first name.
“What the hell….” She spat. “Oh, sorry RJ, I thought it was one of the neighbor k**s.” “They’ve been pestering me all day to use the pool.”
“Nope, just me.” I grinned. “Jeff here?”
“No, he’s not.” She frowned. “He got called into work, guess somebody didn’t show up.” “Won’t be back before 11 or so.”
“Well shit…oops.” I sputtered, blushing. “Didn’t mean to say that, at least not out loud.”
“That’s OK RJ.” She said. “While I don’t approve of foul language, you’re old enough to do as you see fit.” “You wanna come in, you look hot?
“I don’t want to intrude.” I said. “I’ll just head back home.”
“Nonsense.” She smiled. “In all honesty, I’d like the company.”
I followed her into the house and sat at the kitchen table. I could see the pool through the glass doors. Not too many people in our area had pools, so it was a pretty big deal. I’d swam there more times than I could remember. Mrs. J. caught me looking.
“Want to go for a swim?” She asked. “I was just getting ready to get in myself when you knocked.
It was only then I’d noticed she was wearing a cover-up, and there were several empty beer cans on the counter. She appeared to be a bit tipsy, odd, I’d never seen her drink before.
“I don’t have a suit.” I lamented.
“I’m sure I could chase up something.” She grinned. “After all Jeff was on the swim team, he’s got suits everywhere.”
“Cool.” I beamed. “I’d love to.”
She returned several minutes later with one of Jeff’s old suits.
“Thanks Mrs.J.” I chirped, then ducked into the bathroom to change.
It was all I could do to squeeze into the suit, it was a speedo type that didn’t cover much, and Jeff was probably 20 pounds lighter than me. I wrapped a towel around my waist and headed to the pool.
Mrs. J. was already out there, and was peeling off the cover-up as I walked out.
I stopped dead when I saw her. I’d seen her in swimsuits many times, but this was different. Before, she’d always worn a conservative one-piece, but not today.
She saw me stop, then smiled. “Hope you don’t mind.” She said. “I wasn’t expecting visitors.”
She stood there in the tiniest bikini I’d ever seen. It was bright orange, and barely covered…well anything.
She smiled, looking down at herself. “I can change if this bothers you.”
“N-No.” I stuttered. “W-Wear w-whatever you w-want.”
“Can I get you something to drink before we get in.” She asked. “Soda, beer?”
“I’m not old enough to drink.” I complained.
“Well, I’m having a beer, and if you want one, I won’t tell.” She giggled. “Besides, who’s going to see anyway.”
“Then I’ll take one.” I answered.
I downed about half in one gulp, then burped softly, hoping she didn’t hear.
“There’s more in the fridge.” She said. “Help yourself.”
I finished this one, then grabbed another and headed to the pool.
Mrs. J. was already in the pool on a float, sunning herself. God she was stunning! She was about 5’6’’, 125lbs or so, nice wide hips and ample, firm tits. She could easily pass for 30, even though she was in her early forties. She had chestnut hair, cut in a short bob, and pale blue eyes. She had a nice tan going, but I didn’t see any tan lines. She either wore an even smaller bikini to sunbathe, or she didn’t wear anything.
FUCK!!…that thought had me hard as steel almost instantly. I dove in the pool, quickly, hoping she wouldn’t see.
I puttered around in the pool trying not to look at her, and hoping my raging hard-on would subside. Just as I was regaining my composure, she called out.
“RJ, would you get me another beer?”
I popped out of the pool, got her a beer, then, knowing there was no way I could walk back without her seeing my boner, went back to the pool. I slid back into the water and handed her the beer.
“Thanks RJ.” She purred. “You’re a dear.”
“No problem Mrs. J.” I smiled, trying not to look at her nipples, even though they were threatening to rip through the thin material of her top.
After 2 beers, I had to hit the john, so I excused myself. I considered beating off, but knew I’d be hard again in no time, so why bother.
I snagged another beer for each of us, then jumped back in.
“RJ, can I ask you a question?” Mrs. J. inquired.
“Sure Mrs. J.” I said.
“You’ve got a girl, right?” She probed.
“Yeah, Patty.” I answered. “She’ll be a senior in the fall.”
“Have you two had sex yet?” She asked.
I nearly spit out a mouthful of beer. Then stood there, stunned, not knowing what to say.
“I mean.” She explained. “You’re starting college in the fall, it would be a real shame if you were a virgin.” “College girls will eat you alive if they find out.”
I had managed to regain some sense. “We’ve…done it… a few times.” I sputtered.
“I imagine it’s more than ‘a few times’.” She laughed. “I know how horny guys your age are, after all I was your age once.”
The beer was making me alot braver than I usually would be. “Well, if I’m being honest, the only reason I’m not over there now, is she’s out of town with her parents.” “Whenever we’re together, we…well…you know.”
“Yeah, I do know.” She grinned. “And if that thing in your trunks if half as big as I think it is, you must really rock her world.”
“I-I-I…” I stammered, not quite knowing what to say. “I haven’t heard her complain.”
Mrs. J. slid off the float, then hopped up and sat on the edge of the pool. She reached behind her back, untied her top and tossed it to me.
“Her tits as nice as mine?” She smiled, bouncing them in her hands.
I stared at her boobs, transfixed by the sight. If my cock was hard before, now it was ready to explode.
“Hers are bigger.” I said. “But yours are...VERY nice.”
“Want to touch them?” She purred. “I’d really like you to.”
I moved between her knees and placed my hands on her tits, massaging the nipples and firm skin, making her sigh. Then I kissed each nipple in turn and nibbled them softly.
She placed her hands on my head and pulled me to her bosom. “That’s nice, please don’t stop.”
I continued suckling her tits, eliciting soft moans and causing her to quiver.
After a few minutes, she pulled me off her breasts, kissed me deeply, then stood and removed the rest of her bikini. She dove into the pool, U-turned and surfaced behind me. She wrapped her arms around me, then spun me around. Shoving her tongue down my throat, her hands slid down my chest and stomach until she found what she was looking for.
“Take off your suit.” She commanded. “Hop up on the edge.”
I did as I was directed, and she grinned wickedly when she saw my cock.
“It’s even bigger than I thought.” She beamed. “It will do nicely.”
With that, she bent down and kissed the head of my dick. “Patty do this for you?” She proceeded to swallow most of my engorged member, bobbing slowly, then stood up smiling.
“Actually, yes she does.” I answered. “And more.”
“Well, let’s see how I compare.” She purred, then returned to sucking my cock.
It didn’t take too long before I grunted and came, filling her hot mouth with my cum. She swallowed everything I gave her, then let my deflating rod slip from her lips.
“I haven’t done that since my husband died 7 years ago.” She admitted. “I imagine I’m a bit out of practice.”
“You are not.” I stated, deadpan. “That was incredible.”
“Better than Patty?” She smiled.
“Well, yes.” I admitted. “But you’ve had alot more experience than she has.”
Mrs. J. pulled me out of the pool, spread out some towels and had me lay down. She stood over me, legs on either side of my shoulders.
I looked up into her dark red haired pussy and grinned. Her lips were open slightly and I could see her wetness.
She sat on my chest, allowing me an even better view of her cunt.
Before she could protest, I grabbed her ass and slid her onto my face, burying my tongue in her trench immediately.
She yelped and grabbed my head. “OH GOD!!” She nearly screamed.
I petted her clit with my tongue, then probed every crease, returning to her pleasure button frequently.
In just a very few minutes, she shivered, pulled my head into her vee
and orgasmed. She spasmed for a minute or so, then slid down and collapsed on my chest, panting.
“Jesus, you’re good at that.” She cooed. “Patty’s a lucky girl.”
I laid there grinning like the Cheshire Cat, fondling her ass cheeks. My cock was raging, and had wedged itself in her slit, not entering her, but laying between her labia.
I rolled her over carefully, then parted her thighs and in one swift motion, plunged into her sopping cunt. I stopped at full penetration. She would have screamed, except I had my mouth clamped tightly over hers, force feeding her my tongue.
Just as she was getting used to my intrusion, I started jack-hammering her, slamming my dick into her with abandon. I was either going to split her in half, or die trying.
Mrs. J. grunted every time I hit bottom, the pitch increasing as she approached orgasm. Shortly, she came, mouth open, eyes rolled back in her head. I fucked her through 2 more orgasms before I exploded into her tight pussy, blasting what felt like a gallon of cum into her greedy cunt.
I held her until we had both recovered to some degree, then laid down beside her.
Now that her lust had subsided, she became apologetic and upset.
“I’m sorry RJ.” She sobbed. “I don’t know what got into me.” “I haven’t had sex since John died.” “You must think I’m some kind of pervert or something.”
“I can’t imagine how lonely you must be.” I caressed her cheek, then kissed it softly. “I didn’t do anything I didn’t want to do, and I don’t think you did either.” “We’re both adults, don’t be so hard on yourself.”
“I was just having such a bad day.” She lamented. “I couldn’t stop thinking about John.” “Everything reminded me of him.”
“I figured if I got drunk enough, I might forget for awhile.” She confessed. “Then you showed up, and I was just SO horny, well, I just couldn’t…”
I held her as she broke down, sobbing uncontrollably. Eventually, she cried herself out, then looked up at me.
“You can’t possibly think I’m attractive.” She moaned. “I’m so old, and you’ve got a young, pretty girl to play with.”
“I think you’re stunning Mrs. J.” I said. “You could easily hold your own with girls Patty’s age.” I wasn’t lying, other than a couple stretch marks from having k**s, she looked just as good as my girlfriend.
“That’s sweet of you to say.” She sniffled. “I’m not sure I believe you, but it’s sweet of you to say.”
I stood up, then pulled her to her feet. Taking her by the hand, I led her into the house.
“Where are we going?” She asked, puzzled.
“I’m going to shower the chlorine off you, dry you off thoroughly, then I’m going to put you to bed.” I answered.
“But it’s only 4PM.” She protested. “It’s way too early for me to go to bed.”
“I didn’t say you’d be alone.” I stated, smiling.
“Oh…OH!” She exclaimed. “But…”
“One way or another, I’m going to clean you up.” I said. “After that, it’s up to you.”
True to my word, I showered her, washing her hair and lathering every square inch of her mature body. I took great care to rinse all the soap from her ample tits and her furry slit, then dried her gingerly, buffing her skin to a nice pink glow.
I carried her from the master bath to the bed and laid her on the crisp sheets, then covered her with the blankets.
“I’m going take my shower now.” I stated. “I’ll be back shortly.”
I returned to the bedroom, feeling much better. Clean and fresh, ready for whatever was going to happen.
Mrs. J. saw me enter the room, my engorged cock leading the way.
“Do I really excite you that much?” She queried, staring at my dick.
“You do.” I answered. “I think you’re a sexy, beautiful woman and I want to make you feel like one.”
“I’d like that.” She purred. “It’s been a long time.”
She threw back the covers and invited me into her bed. I wrapped her up in my arms and kissed her, momentarily taking her breath away.
We kissed and caressed, enjoying the feel of each other. Her tits were extremely sensitive, so I spent much time stimulating them.
She was starting to pant and squirm, enjoying what my hands and fingers were doing to her. Eventually, she started stroking my cock, causing it to swell to an even more impressive size, then sat up, intent on taking me into her mouth.
I grabbed her hips, indicating I’d like her to sit on my face. She complied, then slid me down her throat. I have always loved to 69, something Patty and I did regularly.
Now, we were in a race to see who could make the other cum first. Mrs. J. was good, almost too good, but I had the advantage of her being sex starved.
After about 10 minutes, she orgasmed, bathing my face with her juices and while I was cleaning up the delicious mess, I stiffened and came, filling her mouth with my load.
She continued licking the cum that drizzled from my spent cock, when no more was to be had, she turned and laid down next to me.
“You are much better at that than anyone your age should be.” She grinned. “You must spend alot of time with your head in Patty’s pussy.”
“I do.” I boasted. “I love to please her orally.” “She really cums hard when I do.”
“How often do you two get together?” She asked.
“Pretty much all the time.” I answered. “My parents are cool, so we can play around at my house whenever we want.” “Her parents, however, would kill both of us if they knew.”
“Well.” She stated. “Get it while you can.” “You’re only young once.”
By now, I had recovered and was sporting another massive boner.
Mrs. J. noticed, then smiled. “Ready to take my advice?” She asked.
“What advice is that?” I inquired.
Mrs. J. spread her legs, pointing to her wet, swollen pussy. “Get it while you can.” She purred.
I fell on her, still not believing this beautiful woman wanted me to fuck her silly, and I was all too happy to oblige.
I stuck my tongue into her mouth, as my dick impaled her. She gasped as I stretched her vaginal walls, shooting pleasure through her pelvis and out to the rest of her body.
I looked into her eyes, they were afire with lust. She was really getting worked up.
“Fuck me RJ.” She whispered. “Fuck me please.”
I smiled. “With pleasure.”
I started slowly, easing in and out of her wet, slippery tunnel, making sure to bump her clit with each stroke.
Mrs. J. was starting to pant. “Faster.” She urged. “Fuck me harder.”
I increased my speed, but only a little, I wanted to tease her a bit.
She was having none of that. “I SAID FUCK ME, GODDAMMIT.” She screamed. “FUCK ME HARD, MAKE ME CUM SO HARD I PASS OUT.”
Holy Shit!! This was a whole new level of intensity.
I immediately started pounding her inflamed cunt, slamming myself into her with wanton abandon. I was going to give her the dicking of her life. I was 19 after all.
After 30 minutes of clawing, flailing, screaming fucking, Mrs. J. had blown through several orgasms and was starting to babble and moan.
“Ohhh…MMMMmmm…AAHHHHH!!!!” She shrieked, then came again, digging her nails into my ass cheeks, pulling me even deeper into her pussy.
By now, I was sweating and heaving, I’d given her all I had. I pumped into her sloppy slit one more time and exploded, injecting hot semen into every nook and cranny of her spasming cunt, then collapsed onto her chest, spent.
We laid there, breath ragged, bathing in our respective afterglows, senses slowly returning.
“Jesus Christ, RJ.” Mrs. J. exclaimed. “Where’d you learn to fuck like that?” “I’ve never…well ever…been…” She couldn’t find the words.
I just grinned, enjoying seeing her brain scrambled by my efforts.
“My God!” She shook her head. “How in the world does Patty keep up with you?” “She must be superhuman.”
Still grinning I said. “She’s just as horny as I am.”
“That must be something to see.” She said, incredulously. “I didn’t know it was possible.”
She snuggled up next to me, and we must have fallen asleep. I awoke to her panicked voice. “Oh Shit!” She spat “Jeff’s home, he’s early.” “Stay here, don’t move, don’t even breathe.”
Mrs. J. threw on a robe and went to greet her son. I could hear muffled voices, then she returned.
“I managed to retrieve your clothes from the bathroom without Jeff seeing.” She said. “Get dressed, I’ll let you out through the sliding glass door.” “You’ll have to jump the fence, try not to make too much noise.”
She kissed me one last time and hurried me out, sliding the door closed behind me.
When I got home, my mom was sitting in the living room watching TV, dad was asleep on the couch next to her. “You have a good time at Jeff’s?” She asked.
“Yeah.” I grinned. “We had fun.”
Mrs. J. made it clear this was a one time thing, so I never got a repeat.
Several months later I got a letter from her.
“RJ, I wanted to thank you for our special time together.”
“You made me feel like a woman again, after such a long time.”
“I think I’m ready to move on, I’ll never forget John, but I need to let him go.”
“Hopefully I can find someone who can love me like he did.”
“And with any luck, maybe I can find one that can perform like you.”
“You will always have a special place in my heart.”
Love
Mrs. J.
I don’t know if she ever found someone, after I went off to college, I lost track of Jeff. He went into the military, and I went to pre-med. My parents moved shortly after I started college, so I never saw Mrs. J. again. To this day, I’ve always hoped she found happiness.
Normally I’d call ahead, but it had been raining for the past several days, so our phone wouldn’t work. Happened every time.
Since he lived close, I walked over. Unlike the last few days, today was sunny, hot and humid. By the time I got there, I was drenched in sweat.
I knocked on the door, no answer. Strange. I knocked again, louder, then heard someone walking, rapidly, in the house.
The door flung open. It was Jeff’s mom, Mrs. J. To this day, I don’t know her first name.
“What the hell….” She spat. “Oh, sorry RJ, I thought it was one of the neighbor k**s.” “They’ve been pestering me all day to use the pool.”
“Nope, just me.” I grinned. “Jeff here?”
“No, he’s not.” She frowned. “He got called into work, guess somebody didn’t show up.” “Won’t be back before 11 or so.”
“Well shit…oops.” I sputtered, blushing. “Didn’t mean to say that, at least not out loud.”
“That’s OK RJ.” She said. “While I don’t approve of foul language, you’re old enough to do as you see fit.” “You wanna come in, you look hot?
“I don’t want to intrude.” I said. “I’ll just head back home.”
“Nonsense.” She smiled. “In all honesty, I’d like the company.”
I followed her into the house and sat at the kitchen table. I could see the pool through the glass doors. Not too many people in our area had pools, so it was a pretty big deal. I’d swam there more times than I could remember. Mrs. J. caught me looking.
“Want to go for a swim?” She asked. “I was just getting ready to get in myself when you knocked.
It was only then I’d noticed she was wearing a cover-up, and there were several empty beer cans on the counter. She appeared to be a bit tipsy, odd, I’d never seen her drink before.
“I don’t have a suit.” I lamented.
“I’m sure I could chase up something.” She grinned. “After all Jeff was on the swim team, he’s got suits everywhere.”
“Cool.” I beamed. “I’d love to.”
She returned several minutes later with one of Jeff’s old suits.
“Thanks Mrs.J.” I chirped, then ducked into the bathroom to change.
It was all I could do to squeeze into the suit, it was a speedo type that didn’t cover much, and Jeff was probably 20 pounds lighter than me. I wrapped a towel around my waist and headed to the pool.
Mrs. J. was already out there, and was peeling off the cover-up as I walked out.
I stopped dead when I saw her. I’d seen her in swimsuits many times, but this was different. Before, she’d always worn a conservative one-piece, but not today.
She saw me stop, then smiled. “Hope you don’t mind.” She said. “I wasn’t expecting visitors.”
She stood there in the tiniest bikini I’d ever seen. It was bright orange, and barely covered…well anything.
She smiled, looking down at herself. “I can change if this bothers you.”
“N-No.” I stuttered. “W-Wear w-whatever you w-want.”
“Can I get you something to drink before we get in.” She asked. “Soda, beer?”
“I’m not old enough to drink.” I complained.
“Well, I’m having a beer, and if you want one, I won’t tell.” She giggled. “Besides, who’s going to see anyway.”
“Then I’ll take one.” I answered.
I downed about half in one gulp, then burped softly, hoping she didn’t hear.
“There’s more in the fridge.” She said. “Help yourself.”
I finished this one, then grabbed another and headed to the pool.
Mrs. J. was already in the pool on a float, sunning herself. God she was stunning! She was about 5’6’’, 125lbs or so, nice wide hips and ample, firm tits. She could easily pass for 30, even though she was in her early forties. She had chestnut hair, cut in a short bob, and pale blue eyes. She had a nice tan going, but I didn’t see any tan lines. She either wore an even smaller bikini to sunbathe, or she didn’t wear anything.
FUCK!!…that thought had me hard as steel almost instantly. I dove in the pool, quickly, hoping she wouldn’t see.
I puttered around in the pool trying not to look at her, and hoping my raging hard-on would subside. Just as I was regaining my composure, she called out.
“RJ, would you get me another beer?”
I popped out of the pool, got her a beer, then, knowing there was no way I could walk back without her seeing my boner, went back to the pool. I slid back into the water and handed her the beer.
“Thanks RJ.” She purred. “You’re a dear.”
“No problem Mrs. J.” I smiled, trying not to look at her nipples, even though they were threatening to rip through the thin material of her top.
After 2 beers, I had to hit the john, so I excused myself. I considered beating off, but knew I’d be hard again in no time, so why bother.
I snagged another beer for each of us, then jumped back in.
“RJ, can I ask you a question?” Mrs. J. inquired.
“Sure Mrs. J.” I said.
“You’ve got a girl, right?” She probed.
“Yeah, Patty.” I answered. “She’ll be a senior in the fall.”
“Have you two had sex yet?” She asked.
I nearly spit out a mouthful of beer. Then stood there, stunned, not knowing what to say.
“I mean.” She explained. “You’re starting college in the fall, it would be a real shame if you were a virgin.” “College girls will eat you alive if they find out.”
I had managed to regain some sense. “We’ve…done it… a few times.” I sputtered.
“I imagine it’s more than ‘a few times’.” She laughed. “I know how horny guys your age are, after all I was your age once.”
The beer was making me alot braver than I usually would be. “Well, if I’m being honest, the only reason I’m not over there now, is she’s out of town with her parents.” “Whenever we’re together, we…well…you know.”
“Yeah, I do know.” She grinned. “And if that thing in your trunks if half as big as I think it is, you must really rock her world.”
“I-I-I…” I stammered, not quite knowing what to say. “I haven’t heard her complain.”
Mrs. J. slid off the float, then hopped up and sat on the edge of the pool. She reached behind her back, untied her top and tossed it to me.
“Her tits as nice as mine?” She smiled, bouncing them in her hands.
I stared at her boobs, transfixed by the sight. If my cock was hard before, now it was ready to explode.
“Hers are bigger.” I said. “But yours are...VERY nice.”
“Want to touch them?” She purred. “I’d really like you to.”
I moved between her knees and placed my hands on her tits, massaging the nipples and firm skin, making her sigh. Then I kissed each nipple in turn and nibbled them softly.
She placed her hands on my head and pulled me to her bosom. “That’s nice, please don’t stop.”
I continued suckling her tits, eliciting soft moans and causing her to quiver.
After a few minutes, she pulled me off her breasts, kissed me deeply, then stood and removed the rest of her bikini. She dove into the pool, U-turned and surfaced behind me. She wrapped her arms around me, then spun me around. Shoving her tongue down my throat, her hands slid down my chest and stomach until she found what she was looking for.
“Take off your suit.” She commanded. “Hop up on the edge.”
I did as I was directed, and she grinned wickedly when she saw my cock.
“It’s even bigger than I thought.” She beamed. “It will do nicely.”
With that, she bent down and kissed the head of my dick. “Patty do this for you?” She proceeded to swallow most of my engorged member, bobbing slowly, then stood up smiling.
“Actually, yes she does.” I answered. “And more.”
“Well, let’s see how I compare.” She purred, then returned to sucking my cock.
It didn’t take too long before I grunted and came, filling her hot mouth with my cum. She swallowed everything I gave her, then let my deflating rod slip from her lips.
“I haven’t done that since my husband died 7 years ago.” She admitted. “I imagine I’m a bit out of practice.”
“You are not.” I stated, deadpan. “That was incredible.”
“Better than Patty?” She smiled.
“Well, yes.” I admitted. “But you’ve had alot more experience than she has.”
Mrs. J. pulled me out of the pool, spread out some towels and had me lay down. She stood over me, legs on either side of my shoulders.
I looked up into her dark red haired pussy and grinned. Her lips were open slightly and I could see her wetness.
She sat on my chest, allowing me an even better view of her cunt.
Before she could protest, I grabbed her ass and slid her onto my face, burying my tongue in her trench immediately.
She yelped and grabbed my head. “OH GOD!!” She nearly screamed.
I petted her clit with my tongue, then probed every crease, returning to her pleasure button frequently.
In just a very few minutes, she shivered, pulled my head into her vee
and orgasmed. She spasmed for a minute or so, then slid down and collapsed on my chest, panting.
“Jesus, you’re good at that.” She cooed. “Patty’s a lucky girl.”
I laid there grinning like the Cheshire Cat, fondling her ass cheeks. My cock was raging, and had wedged itself in her slit, not entering her, but laying between her labia.
I rolled her over carefully, then parted her thighs and in one swift motion, plunged into her sopping cunt. I stopped at full penetration. She would have screamed, except I had my mouth clamped tightly over hers, force feeding her my tongue.
Just as she was getting used to my intrusion, I started jack-hammering her, slamming my dick into her with abandon. I was either going to split her in half, or die trying.
Mrs. J. grunted every time I hit bottom, the pitch increasing as she approached orgasm. Shortly, she came, mouth open, eyes rolled back in her head. I fucked her through 2 more orgasms before I exploded into her tight pussy, blasting what felt like a gallon of cum into her greedy cunt.
I held her until we had both recovered to some degree, then laid down beside her.
Now that her lust had subsided, she became apologetic and upset.
“I’m sorry RJ.” She sobbed. “I don’t know what got into me.” “I haven’t had sex since John died.” “You must think I’m some kind of pervert or something.”
“I can’t imagine how lonely you must be.” I caressed her cheek, then kissed it softly. “I didn’t do anything I didn’t want to do, and I don’t think you did either.” “We’re both adults, don’t be so hard on yourself.”
“I was just having such a bad day.” She lamented. “I couldn’t stop thinking about John.” “Everything reminded me of him.”
“I figured if I got drunk enough, I might forget for awhile.” She confessed. “Then you showed up, and I was just SO horny, well, I just couldn’t…”
I held her as she broke down, sobbing uncontrollably. Eventually, she cried herself out, then looked up at me.
“You can’t possibly think I’m attractive.” She moaned. “I’m so old, and you’ve got a young, pretty girl to play with.”
“I think you’re stunning Mrs. J.” I said. “You could easily hold your own with girls Patty’s age.” I wasn’t lying, other than a couple stretch marks from having k**s, she looked just as good as my girlfriend.
“That’s sweet of you to say.” She sniffled. “I’m not sure I believe you, but it’s sweet of you to say.”
I stood up, then pulled her to her feet. Taking her by the hand, I led her into the house.
“Where are we going?” She asked, puzzled.
“I’m going to shower the chlorine off you, dry you off thoroughly, then I’m going to put you to bed.” I answered.
“But it’s only 4PM.” She protested. “It’s way too early for me to go to bed.”
“I didn’t say you’d be alone.” I stated, smiling.
“Oh…OH!” She exclaimed. “But…”
“One way or another, I’m going to clean you up.” I said. “After that, it’s up to you.”
True to my word, I showered her, washing her hair and lathering every square inch of her mature body. I took great care to rinse all the soap from her ample tits and her furry slit, then dried her gingerly, buffing her skin to a nice pink glow.
I carried her from the master bath to the bed and laid her on the crisp sheets, then covered her with the blankets.
“I’m going take my shower now.” I stated. “I’ll be back shortly.”
I returned to the bedroom, feeling much better. Clean and fresh, ready for whatever was going to happen.
Mrs. J. saw me enter the room, my engorged cock leading the way.
“Do I really excite you that much?” She queried, staring at my dick.
“You do.” I answered. “I think you’re a sexy, beautiful woman and I want to make you feel like one.”
“I’d like that.” She purred. “It’s been a long time.”
She threw back the covers and invited me into her bed. I wrapped her up in my arms and kissed her, momentarily taking her breath away.
We kissed and caressed, enjoying the feel of each other. Her tits were extremely sensitive, so I spent much time stimulating them.
She was starting to pant and squirm, enjoying what my hands and fingers were doing to her. Eventually, she started stroking my cock, causing it to swell to an even more impressive size, then sat up, intent on taking me into her mouth.
I grabbed her hips, indicating I’d like her to sit on my face. She complied, then slid me down her throat. I have always loved to 69, something Patty and I did regularly.
Now, we were in a race to see who could make the other cum first. Mrs. J. was good, almost too good, but I had the advantage of her being sex starved.
After about 10 minutes, she orgasmed, bathing my face with her juices and while I was cleaning up the delicious mess, I stiffened and came, filling her mouth with my load.
She continued licking the cum that drizzled from my spent cock, when no more was to be had, she turned and laid down next to me.
“You are much better at that than anyone your age should be.” She grinned. “You must spend alot of time with your head in Patty’s pussy.”
“I do.” I boasted. “I love to please her orally.” “She really cums hard when I do.”
“How often do you two get together?” She asked.
“Pretty much all the time.” I answered. “My parents are cool, so we can play around at my house whenever we want.” “Her parents, however, would kill both of us if they knew.”
“Well.” She stated. “Get it while you can.” “You’re only young once.”
By now, I had recovered and was sporting another massive boner.
Mrs. J. noticed, then smiled. “Ready to take my advice?” She asked.
“What advice is that?” I inquired.
Mrs. J. spread her legs, pointing to her wet, swollen pussy. “Get it while you can.” She purred.
I fell on her, still not believing this beautiful woman wanted me to fuck her silly, and I was all too happy to oblige.
I stuck my tongue into her mouth, as my dick impaled her. She gasped as I stretched her vaginal walls, shooting pleasure through her pelvis and out to the rest of her body.
I looked into her eyes, they were afire with lust. She was really getting worked up.
“Fuck me RJ.” She whispered. “Fuck me please.”
I smiled. “With pleasure.”
I started slowly, easing in and out of her wet, slippery tunnel, making sure to bump her clit with each stroke.
Mrs. J. was starting to pant. “Faster.” She urged. “Fuck me harder.”
I increased my speed, but only a little, I wanted to tease her a bit.
She was having none of that. “I SAID FUCK ME, GODDAMMIT.” She screamed. “FUCK ME HARD, MAKE ME CUM SO HARD I PASS OUT.”
Holy Shit!! This was a whole new level of intensity.
I immediately started pounding her inflamed cunt, slamming myself into her with wanton abandon. I was going to give her the dicking of her life. I was 19 after all.
After 30 minutes of clawing, flailing, screaming fucking, Mrs. J. had blown through several orgasms and was starting to babble and moan.
“Ohhh…MMMMmmm…AAHHHHH!!!!” She shrieked, then came again, digging her nails into my ass cheeks, pulling me even deeper into her pussy.
By now, I was sweating and heaving, I’d given her all I had. I pumped into her sloppy slit one more time and exploded, injecting hot semen into every nook and cranny of her spasming cunt, then collapsed onto her chest, spent.
We laid there, breath ragged, bathing in our respective afterglows, senses slowly returning.
“Jesus Christ, RJ.” Mrs. J. exclaimed. “Where’d you learn to fuck like that?” “I’ve never…well ever…been…” She couldn’t find the words.
I just grinned, enjoying seeing her brain scrambled by my efforts.
“My God!” She shook her head. “How in the world does Patty keep up with you?” “She must be superhuman.”
Still grinning I said. “She’s just as horny as I am.”
“That must be something to see.” She said, incredulously. “I didn’t know it was possible.”
She snuggled up next to me, and we must have fallen asleep. I awoke to her panicked voice. “Oh Shit!” She spat “Jeff’s home, he’s early.” “Stay here, don’t move, don’t even breathe.”
Mrs. J. threw on a robe and went to greet her son. I could hear muffled voices, then she returned.
“I managed to retrieve your clothes from the bathroom without Jeff seeing.” She said. “Get dressed, I’ll let you out through the sliding glass door.” “You’ll have to jump the fence, try not to make too much noise.”
She kissed me one last time and hurried me out, sliding the door closed behind me.
When I got home, my mom was sitting in the living room watching TV, dad was asleep on the couch next to her. “You have a good time at Jeff’s?” She asked.
“Yeah.” I grinned. “We had fun.”
Mrs. J. made it clear this was a one time thing, so I never got a repeat.
Several months later I got a letter from her.
“RJ, I wanted to thank you for our special time together.”
“You made me feel like a woman again, after such a long time.”
“I think I’m ready to move on, I’ll never forget John, but I need to let him go.”
“Hopefully I can find someone who can love me like he did.”
“And with any luck, maybe I can find one that can perform like you.”
“You will always have a special place in my heart.”
Love
Mrs. J.
I don’t know if she ever found someone, after I went off to college, I lost track of Jeff. He went into the military, and I went to pre-med. My parents moved shortly after I started college, so I never saw Mrs. J. again. To this day, I’ve always hoped she found happiness.
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