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"Okay Tommy, I've heard what you have to say. You talk a good game, I will grant you that much. But let's see if there's anything behind that talk. You say you want to please me and pleasure me, then let's see what you got Mr. Big Shot!"
I almost couldn't believe what I was hearing! Carol Thomas, my best friend's mom and the woman who I'd had a terrible crush on for years, was actually wanting me to take her to bed and fuck her! It was my greatest sexual fantasy come true!
I gave her another quick kiss, then took her by the hand and led her out of the kitchen and into the living room. I walked her over to the sofa and stood with my back to it and her in front of me.
"Okay, you got me in the living room. What's next stud?"
I smiled at her remark. "Let's start with a blowjob. I want you to take my cock out and suck it."
"Mmm... I like that idea. You want to sit down or are you going to stand right there?"
I looked back at the sofa. It was cloth and looked fairly nice. "I don't want to make a mess of your sofa. I'll just stand here."
"Oh, don't worry about the sofa. I won't let you make a mess!"
I shrugged my shoulders and sat down on the sofa. Carol spread my legs and knelt down between them.
"Now you are going to have to forgive me if I'm not real good at first–it's been a long time since I've done this!"
"I'm sure you will be fine, Carol honey."
She began fiddling with my belt and pants. She finally got them open and I raised up slightly so she could pull my pants completely down to my ankles. As she did, I kicked off my sneakers so she could remove them completely.
As she pulled my shorts down, she got the first glimpse of what I had in store for her. It was more than she had figured, I suppose, because she let out a very audible and surprised gasp.
"Oh my God, Tommy!"
When she was feeling the bulge in my jeans earlier, Carol wasn't able to get the full scope of my size. But now with my cock fully erect and hard, she saw that I wasn't the "little boy" I once was!
I was "blessed" with a very good sized cock–eight inches long and about two and a half inches in diameter–and it was more than enough for any of the other girls I had gotten in the sack. In fact, it scared a couple off and none of them had been able to take full advantage of my offering.
Now Carol knelt in front of me, staring in disbelief at what raised its head from my lap. With her eyes wide as saucers, her hand covering her gaping mouth, she looked incredulously at my meat monster.
"My God Tommy, You are huge! I thought Dave was pretty big, but even he didn't have anything like this!"
"Yeah, they used to call me 'Bull' in high school. Most people thought it was because I played football, but it wasn't! Only the football team and a few cheerleaders and other girls knew the truth, though."
"Those were some lucky cheerleaders!" Carol said softly. "So you don't have any 'cheerleaders' milling around now? No girls out there that are missing this right now?"
"No, no one in particular. I have been to a party or two, but nothing really serious. I'm usually too busy working to do much messing around."
"That's a shame. I remember my younger days. It's been a while of course, but those were some pretty wild times. I was a lot more free-spirited and uninhibited back then. I did a lot of crazy stuff!"
"What do you mean?"
"You know... sexually. Can you keep a secret?"
"Sure!"
"Well, don't tell anyone this, but I 'experimented' a lot when I was in college. Those were stricter, more virtuous times. People were a lot more straight-laced back then. So a girl wasn't exactly encouraged to try new things, you know.
"But I did some pretty kinky things back then. I even had sex with other girls and did a gangbang once with some of the guys on the football team after we won a big game."
"I see." I had a whole new opinion of my mother's best friend! "We might have to visit your old school days sometime and see what you remember from those wild and crazy days!"
"Oooh Tommy, I would really like that! They were fun times back then that's for sure!"
"Then, we'll be sure to do that. But first things first, how about seeing what you can do with this!"
She got a scared look on her face.
"I've never even seen one that big before, much less tried to do anything with it."
"It's okay Carol, honey. I won't push you any harder than you can comfortably go. You aren't the first girl who has doubted her abilities. But unlike those giggling bubbleheads in college, you had Bobby so I know you can do this.
"It might be a tight fit, but just relax, let yourself go, and enjoy the experience. Let me show you what it feels like to have something besides your fingers give you pleasure."
I could see the embarrassment wash over her again as I mentioned what I caught her doing. "Now c'mon. Take my cock and suck it into your mouth."
She looked at me, then hesitated for a moment, and placed the tip of my cock to her lips.
"Go ahead, Carol. Don't be afraid, just do it." Her lips parted a bit and she took me in about two inches. "Use your tongue and lick it, it will make taking it in easier."
She did as I told her and while she tongued my cock, I took her head in my hands and gently pushed a little more in. What an incredible feeling! Her mouth was so warm and wet and seeing that beautiful face I had dreamed of so many times in my crotch sucking my cock was such a turn on.
While she sucked me, she inched her way down my cock a bit at a time. She began making happy purring sounds as she remembered how much she loved sucking cock and how much she had missed it. She was really getting into her work and getting turned on, giving me a pretty damn good blowjob for someone so out of practice.
"That's it, Carol," I complimented. "You're a great cocksucker."
She pulled off me for a second and smiled, "I wasn't sure I could do it anymore, especially with you being so big, but I still can!"
"Sure you can, honey... I never doubted it for a minute. Sucking cock is like riding a bicycle–once you have the technique down, it comes almost naturally."
"Are you saying I'm a natural-born cocksucker, Tommy?" she said, coming off my cock quickly and looking at me. At first, I thought I'd really screwed up somehow and blew my chances. I was starting to get a bad feeling that I might have lost my chance with her and even was about to get tossed out with my laundry and a stiffie.
But as she looked at me, she couldn't maintain her scornful look for long and the corners of her mouth curled up into a smile. I realized she was playing with me.
"It's okay Tommy. I am a natural-born cocksucker. I love having a hard cock in my mouth. And if we are going to do this, there's something else you should probably know... I love dirty talk. That another of my little turn-ons... I love talking and getting talked to dirty."
"What do you mean getting talked to dirty?"
"You know being called names, being told how nasty and how much of a whore I am, how much I love a hard cock in my cunt or my asshole. that sort of thing. I like being degraded and humiliated verbally.
"I also like being dominated–Dave and I played domination games from time to time when we were younger. But when I got pregnant with Bobby we had to stop. I guess we never really came back from that."
"So you want me to call you whore and slut and tell you how I'm going to fuck your pussy... things like that?"
"Yes! I love that stuff. I also like it when you make me tell you things. Like when you make me admit I'm a whore, or when you make me tell you how much I like what you are doing. I'm sure you have had girls who were potty mouths before."
Now it was my turn to be surprised. "Yeah I have, but I didn't know you... I mean you're a Mom!"
Carol smiled. "Yes, but as you said, I'm also a woman. A woman who likes it a little on the dirty side!"
"And you like anal sex as well as blowjobs and regular sex?"
"Oh God, yes! I have three holes and all three love a hard cock. I know this may sound strange coming from someone like me–someone who you always thought of as a nice woman who baked cookies and all that happy homemaker stuff.
"But the reality is that that's only part of who I am. I am also a woman who enjoys sex in a variety of flavors.
"I especially love when a man takes control of me... that's why you have gotten me this far. I love when a man treats me a little rough and isn't afraid to fuck me hard and deep. I'm not made of glass... I won't break.
"I like hot, dirty, sweaty, take-your-breath-away sex as much as I like the soft, gentle lovemaking kind. I like to be talked to and treated like a street whore, but I also like being cuddled and caressed. It all depends on who I'm with and what kind of a mood I'm in."
"So how will I know which mood you're in?"
"Don't worry baby, I'll tell you! I won't keep you in the dark–that wouldn't help either of us! Think you can handle my different sides, Tommy?"
"You just find something to hang onto darlin', it's gonna get really wild here in about a moment!"
Carol smiled. "You know, stud, if you are promising me a good time, maybe we should move the party to the bedroom–there's more room in there and a nice big bed to play on!"
She took my hand in hers and I followed her down the hallway to her bedroom. She opened the door to what I had always dreamed heaven to be like and brought me inside. It was everything I imagined and more. It was a very large bedroom–I could easily fit my bedroom in it twice over and still have room left!
In the center of it was a huge king-size four-poster bed. It was well-lit, thanks to the bay window with padded bench seat. It was a lovely room and it had all the feminine touches I would have pictured her room as having without being too "girlish".
The click of the door closing brought me back from my daydream and I turned to see Carol standing there, looking a little shy and awkward. She was backed up against the wall with her hands behind her ass, palms to the wall.
Her head was lowered a bit and I saw her looking at me with the tops of her eyes as she bit her bottom lip pensively. I knew the look–it was the look of a woman unsure that she should be doing this or being in this situation.
I stepped towards her crossing the room in a few steps. Then I crooked my finger under her chin and lifted her face to mine. "Just relax honey. You and I both know you want this. Otherwise, you wouldn't have brought me back here. And I want this too. So let's just enjoy ourselves, okay?"
She gave me a weak smile and nodded her head slightly. "That's my girl." and I leaned in to kiss her. I pressed up against her, my hard cock reminding her of the reason we came in here. I felt her grind against the promising hardness slightly and I felt a shudder run through her.
Her burning need and my promise to quench it had won out against her reservations. She reached down and grabbed my cock firmly. "Fuck me, Tommy! Please, fuck me with this big thick cock! I want you to fuck me hard and deep with this thing. Fuck me on my bed so I can have good dreams for a change!"
I took her to the side of the bed. "Now, show me. Show me what you have been teasing me with all these years. I want to see you. Show me." I sat down on the edge of the bed and she took a step back and began the show.
"I've never done anything like this with another man. Not even with David..." she said softly, almost embarrassed to admit her inexperience.
I kissed her gently again and she smiled. Then she began removing her clothes. Carol did a pretty decent striptease considering she had never done it before.
She was shy and embarrassed at first, but my attention and coaxing relaxed her enough to continue.
She stripped out of her dress until she got down to her bra and panties. Once she took off her bra, I stopped her.
"Come here. Leave the panties on for now and just come here."
She did as I said, stepping up to me. Her tits were even more magnificent than I could have imagined. How she carried those things around all day was amazing enough, but for their size and the fact she was a thirty-one-year-old mother and housewife, they still stood high and proud with hardly any sag at all. In fact, I had seen some busty college girls that had more droop than her!
I started running my fingers between her legs as I admired her, kissing her breasts and lightly licking at her hard, stiff nipples. She shuddered and swayed. moaning quietly to herself, but not once did she try to stop me. Her crotch was soaking wet. The built-up sexual tension in her must be tremendous I thought. Her juices were flowing from only kissing her.
"You are even more beautiful than I dreamed you were." And that was not meant as flattery or a line just to get her in bed.
"This old body? You are sweet Tommy, but I'm just a lonely old woman."
I stood up at her words. "You are not! You are a beautiful desirable sexy woman. A woman who still has a lot to offer any man lucky enough to win your favor. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever known and I have dreamed of this moment all my life. Now I want you to say it. Say, I AM beautiful. Say it!"
"I-I am beautiful."
"Say I AM sexy."
"Tommy, please..."
"SAY IT!"
"I am sexy."
"Damn straight you are. And I am the lucky guy who gets to be with you–at least for now. So climb up on the bed and let me show you how sexy... how fuckable you are!"
Carol climbed into bed and lay down still wearing her soaked panties. I got up on the bed and moved towards her slowly from the foot of the bed. I wanted to draw out the anticipation and the drama knowing that she was already about to bust wide open.
By the time I got to her feet, she was trembling. I spread her legs wide and she gasped. By the time I had moved to her knees, she was softly whimpering. She knew what was coming and it was killing her that I was taking so long!
Once I passed her knees, I added another level of distress to her impatience. I began softly kissing her inner thigh first on the right, then the left thigh. I moved up after each kiss but only a few inches.
As I got about mid-thigh I substituted an occasional love bite instead of a kiss, just to throw her off balance. She squealed like a little girl the first time I bit her, but after that, I got a moan each time.
I finally got up to her panties although it was none too soon for her likes. As I hovered over her crotch only inches away I took a deep breath of her wonderful musky scent. "Oh Carol, I hope you taste as good as you smell baby!" I said.
I nuzzled her wet panties, rubbing up and down her slit with my nose several times and brushing across her clit. When she began raising her hips up and trying to fuck my face, I knew she was ready for the next step.
I raised my head and looked at her. Why don't we get you out of those wet panties, honey, before you catch your death of pneumonia!" She giggled and raised her hips for me. I pulled her soaked undies down her long legs and off her feet, bringing them to my nose for one more deep sniff before tossing them onto the dresser.
"You really like the way I smell, Tommy?"
"Honey, I've never smelled anything I like more! You have a delicious scent and I love the way you smell... so hot and sexy. It's a real turn on for me!"
She was a bit bewildered with my enthusiastic statement. "Well, I know some guys don't like the smell of a woman... down there. They say it smells like an old tuna boat or something!"
"Those men are crazy! The smell of an aroused woman is one of the best smells around! And you are especially sweet-smelling. I could stay right here all day long!"
"Oh Tommy, you are so sweet!"
"I'm not trying to be sweet, Carol, I'm telling you how I feel."
She opened her legs wider. "Well then baby, why don't you take a taste and see what you think then?"
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