I showed up at my girlfriend's place expecting a quiet night in, but Lisa was out with friends and her mom, Diane, answered the door in a tight tank top and shorts that barely covered her ass. Diane was forty-five, thick in all the right places, with big tits that strained against the fabric and a look in her eye that said she knew exactly what she wanted.
"Come on in," she said, her voice low and husky. "Lisa won't be back for hours."
I followed her into the kitchen, watching her hips sway. My cock was already twitching in my jeans. Diane poured us both a drink and leaned against the counter, pushing her chest out. "You've been staring at me for months," she said bluntly. "Don't think I haven't noticed."
I didn't deny it. "You're fucking hot," I told her. "Hotter than your daughter."
She smirked and stepped closer, pressing her body against mine. Her hand went straight to my crotch, squeezing my hardening cock through the denim. "Then fuck me like you mean it. Right here."
I grabbed her tits, yanking the tank top down so they spilled out. Her nipples were hard and dark. I sucked one into my mouth while she unzipped me, pulling my cock free. It was thick and already leaking precum. Diane stroked it hard and fast, her grip tight.
"Goddamn, that's a nice cock," she said. "Bigger than my husband's ever was."
She dropped to her knees and swallowed me whole. Her mouth was hot and wet, tongue swirling around the head before she took me deep, gagging as my dick hit the back of her throat. I fucked her face, holding her head while spit ran down her chin onto those big tits.
After a minute she stood up, turned around, and bent over the counter. She shoved her shorts down, revealing a shaved pussy already glistening. "Fuck me," she demanded. "Fill that cunt up."
I slammed into her in one thrust. She was tight and soaked, gripping my cock like a vice. I pounded her hard, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the kitchen. Her ass jiggled with every thrust. I reached around and rubbed her clit, making her moan louder.
"Harder, you little fucker," she growled. "Make me come on that dick."
I gave it to her raw, driving deep until she clenched and came, her pussy pulsing around me. I didn't stop. I flipped her onto the counter, spread her legs wide, and kept fucking her. Her tits bounced as I slammed in and out. She pulled me down and kissed me dirty, tongues tangling while I pounded her cunt.
We moved to the living room couch. Diane got on all fours and I took her from behind again, slapping her ass red while I buried my cock balls-deep. She reached back and spread her cheeks, letting me see everything. "You like fucking your girlfriend's mom?" she taunted. "You like this married pussy?"
"Fuck yes," I grunted, speeding up. I pulled out and flipped her onto her back, then drove back in missionary style. Her legs wrapped around me as I fucked her senseless, sweat slicking our bodies. She came again, screaming my name, her nails digging into my back.
I was close. I pulled out and she dropped to her knees again, jerking me off onto her tits. Thick ropes of cum splattered across her chest and face. She licked her lips and rubbed it in, looking up at me with a filthy smile.
We didn't stop there.
Diane led me to her bedroom and we went at it for hours. She rode me reverse cowgirl, grinding her ass on my cock while I fingered her tight hole. Later she got on top and let me suck her tits while she bounced on my dick. I came inside her twice, filling her pussy until it leaked down her thighs.
By the time Lisa texted that she was on her way home, Diane and I were lying tangled in the sheets, both of us spent and grinning. She kissed me hard one last time. "This is our secret," she whispered. "But next time your girlfriend's late, you come straight to me."
I left with my cock already twitching again at the thought. That night changed everything. Now whenever I visit, Diane finds a way to get me alone and we fuck like animalsraw, dirty, and exactly how we both need it.
