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My friend Davids' Mum...a fantasy come true!
David was my best friend although we had not see each other for a while as I was at college in another city. During my last summer at university I came back for a couple of weeks and though I would drop by to see him as a surprise. At this time he still lived at home. I must admit half the reason I went was because I had an unbearable crush on his mum. She was always so sweet to me.
She must have been about forty six when this event happened in the mid 1970's.
I knocked on the door and his mother Helen answered it in a light blue rather worn towelling dressing gown.
"Oh hi how nice to see you," she said listlessly.
"Hello Mrs Franklyn," I said.
She told me David has called to say he had to work until 7.30 but he would thrilled to see me when he go home..
"You can wait for him watch TV but I have a terrible headache and I'm going back to lie down in my bedroom, please don't have it on too high".
"No problem," I said. "I'll tell Mr. Franklyn where you are when he comes in".
"Don't bother," she said. "He's just stormed out again after I told him I can't make dinner when I feel like this".
She went upstairs and I took a Coke from the fridge and went into the lounge. After about 20 minutes I need the loo and went up to the bathroom. When I came out I saw her bedroom door was slightly open and I couldn't resist the temptation of having a peek. She was on the bed still in her dressing gown with her back to the door, fast asleep. It has lifted slightly at the bottom and I could see a curve of a buttock and her thighs. I didn't even think, I just crept in and lifted the dressing gown very slightly and saw her hairy mound and the slit of her lips between her legs. Her arsehole was also visible as one leg was bent and this seemed to me more erotic and personal than even seeing her vagina.
She must have sensed something because she stirred slightly and turned over with an arm raised above her head. Her eyes opened and she stared at me.
"Oh Martin, it’s you. This headache just won't go away; please get me some aspirin from my bathroom cabinet".
I turned and went into the bathroom and found the aspirin
"I have water here," she said.
Taking the aspirin to her I told her that my mum used to rub my temples when I was a kid whenever I had a headache.
"Show me," she said.
I knelt on the bed and leaned over her and gently massages my fingers either side of her head.
"Mmm, soothing," she whispered.
After a few minutes of this she asked me if I was getting tired.
"Well, my arms are aching slightly," I said.
"Well just lie here still for a while; I think you've done the trick".
I slid on the bed and she put an arm around my shoulders. I snuggled in to her neck and put an arm around her waist but daringly between her dressing gown and tummy. I froze, I didn't more a muscle and hopes she would let me leave it there. She didn't say a word but stayed completely still. We lay like that for about five minutes and her breathing seemed to deepen... perhaps she was dropping off again?
I moved my hand up slowly in her dressing gown, marvelling at the warmth and inhaling the musky sweat of her warm body. When I reached the curve of her breast I almost passed out with tension but she remained still and I moved my fingers onto her nipple. It was very big and engorged and as I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger I sneaked a look at her face. She was looking down at me, smiling.
"Is that part of the headache treatment your mum used to give you too?" she said with a smile.
I didn't reply but just carried on rolling her nipple gently.
"This is very soothing," she said finally, "but I’m sure you know there is a way of relieving my tension completely".
"I think so," I managed to stammer.
She took my hand and gently held my middle finger and moved it down her body.
"Place it here," she said, "but do it very gently. I know what you guys are like with your college girls... all speed and no finesse”.
With that she guided my middle finger against her slit and moved it up and down very slowly.
"See how moist it is?" she said. "Now here".
She then moved my finger up to her clitoris and said, "Don't touch the button here — it is too sensitive — but if you move your finger around the area I will start to feel fantastic. But be very gentle".
I did exactly as I was told I slid my finger up from her slit taking some of her moisture with me and gently encircled her clitoris.
She sighed and squirmed on my finger.
"Gently, gently," she whispered.
I barely was touching her now but still could feel her moving beneath my finger. Suddenly she jerked back and forth and rolled her head
"Ohhn ahhh," she breathed. "I'm gonna......aaahhh...."
Her breathing slowed and she relaxed into the bed and I moved even slower as her hips seemed to guide my motion.
I moved my hand down to her hole and slipped a finger inside to marvel at the wetness.
"Mmm," she breathed.
Remembering my first sight of her I couldn't resist moving even lower and place my finger on her wonderful arse button.
"Naughty boy," she said. "Go on them gently slip in there too".
I pushed my middle finger gently inside and it slipped in easily with the moisture already on my finger.
I was so dizzy with an excitement I had never experienced in my life before I almost passed out but she held me tight and gently kissed the top of my head.
We stayed in that position for several minutes until she seemed to gather herself.
"Martin I am sure you are aroused, right?"
"Yes," I whispered.
"Well, David, will be here very soon so I think you should wash up and go back downstairs".
"Oh," I said
"But Martin..."
"Yes?"
"I promise I will make you feel as good as you made feel before you go back to Uni...do we have a deal?"
"OK," I said sadly.
"Just you wait".
David was my best friend although we had not see each other for a while as I was at college in another city. During my last summer at university I came back for a couple of weeks and though I would drop by to see him as a surprise. At this time he still lived at home. I must admit half the reason I went was because I had an unbearable crush on his mum. She was always so sweet to me.
She must have been about forty six when this event happened in the mid 1970's.
I knocked on the door and his mother Helen answered it in a light blue rather worn towelling dressing gown.
"Oh hi how nice to see you," she said listlessly.
"Hello Mrs Franklyn," I said.
She told me David has called to say he had to work until 7.30 but he would thrilled to see me when he go home..
"You can wait for him watch TV but I have a terrible headache and I'm going back to lie down in my bedroom, please don't have it on too high".
"No problem," I said. "I'll tell Mr. Franklyn where you are when he comes in".
"Don't bother," she said. "He's just stormed out again after I told him I can't make dinner when I feel like this".
She went upstairs and I took a Coke from the fridge and went into the lounge. After about 20 minutes I need the loo and went up to the bathroom. When I came out I saw her bedroom door was slightly open and I couldn't resist the temptation of having a peek. She was on the bed still in her dressing gown with her back to the door, fast asleep. It has lifted slightly at the bottom and I could see a curve of a buttock and her thighs. I didn't even think, I just crept in and lifted the dressing gown very slightly and saw her hairy mound and the slit of her lips between her legs. Her arsehole was also visible as one leg was bent and this seemed to me more erotic and personal than even seeing her vagina.
She must have sensed something because she stirred slightly and turned over with an arm raised above her head. Her eyes opened and she stared at me.
"Oh Martin, it’s you. This headache just won't go away; please get me some aspirin from my bathroom cabinet".
I turned and went into the bathroom and found the aspirin
"I have water here," she said.
Taking the aspirin to her I told her that my mum used to rub my temples when I was a kid whenever I had a headache.
"Show me," she said.
I knelt on the bed and leaned over her and gently massages my fingers either side of her head.
"Mmm, soothing," she whispered.
After a few minutes of this she asked me if I was getting tired.
"Well, my arms are aching slightly," I said.
"Well just lie here still for a while; I think you've done the trick".
I slid on the bed and she put an arm around my shoulders. I snuggled in to her neck and put an arm around her waist but daringly between her dressing gown and tummy. I froze, I didn't more a muscle and hopes she would let me leave it there. She didn't say a word but stayed completely still. We lay like that for about five minutes and her breathing seemed to deepen... perhaps she was dropping off again?
I moved my hand up slowly in her dressing gown, marvelling at the warmth and inhaling the musky sweat of her warm body. When I reached the curve of her breast I almost passed out with tension but she remained still and I moved my fingers onto her nipple. It was very big and engorged and as I rolled it between my thumb and forefinger I sneaked a look at her face. She was looking down at me, smiling.
"Is that part of the headache treatment your mum used to give you too?" she said with a smile.
I didn't reply but just carried on rolling her nipple gently.
"This is very soothing," she said finally, "but I’m sure you know there is a way of relieving my tension completely".
"I think so," I managed to stammer.
She took my hand and gently held my middle finger and moved it down her body.
"Place it here," she said, "but do it very gently. I know what you guys are like with your college girls... all speed and no finesse”.
With that she guided my middle finger against her slit and moved it up and down very slowly.
"See how moist it is?" she said. "Now here".
She then moved my finger up to her clitoris and said, "Don't touch the button here — it is too sensitive — but if you move your finger around the area I will start to feel fantastic. But be very gentle".
I did exactly as I was told I slid my finger up from her slit taking some of her moisture with me and gently encircled her clitoris.
She sighed and squirmed on my finger.
"Gently, gently," she whispered.
I barely was touching her now but still could feel her moving beneath my finger. Suddenly she jerked back and forth and rolled her head
"Ohhn ahhh," she breathed. "I'm gonna......aaahhh...."
Her breathing slowed and she relaxed into the bed and I moved even slower as her hips seemed to guide my motion.
I moved my hand down to her hole and slipped a finger inside to marvel at the wetness.
"Mmm," she breathed.
Remembering my first sight of her I couldn't resist moving even lower and place my finger on her wonderful arse button.
"Naughty boy," she said. "Go on them gently slip in there too".
I pushed my middle finger gently inside and it slipped in easily with the moisture already on my finger.
I was so dizzy with an excitement I had never experienced in my life before I almost passed out but she held me tight and gently kissed the top of my head.
We stayed in that position for several minutes until she seemed to gather herself.
"Martin I am sure you are aroused, right?"
"Yes," I whispered.
"Well, David, will be here very soon so I think you should wash up and go back downstairs".
"Oh," I said
"But Martin..."
"Yes?"
"I promise I will make you feel as good as you made feel before you go back to Uni...do we have a deal?"
"OK," I said sadly.
"Just you wait".
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