She was alone in the house when the doorbell rang. Her son had left for college two days ago, and she was still getting used to the quiet. When she opened the door, there stood Jake, her son's best friend. He was eighteen, tall, broad in the shoulders, and wearing a tight t-shirt that showed off the muscles he had built over the summer.
"I left my phone charger here last weekend," he said. "Mind if I grab it?"
She let him in. He walked straight to the living room, bent over the couch, and fished the charger from between the cushions. When he stood up, he looked at her differently. His eyes dropped to her chest, then lower.
"You always walk around like that when nobody's home?" he asked.
She was wearing a thin tank top with no bra and short cotton shorts. Her nipples were already hard from the cool air. She didn't answer right away.
Jake stepped closer. "I've thought about this. A lot."
He reached out and cupped one of her tits through the tank top, squeezing hard. She didn't stop him. His thumb brushed over her nipple and she felt heat rush between her legs.
"Take it off," he said.
She pulled the tank top over her head. Her tits spilled out, heavy and full. Jake leaned down and sucked one nipple into his mouth, biting just enough to make her gasp. His hand slid down the front of her shorts and found her pussy already wet.
"Fuck, you're soaked," he muttered against her skin.
He pushed two fingers inside her without warning. She grabbed his wrist but didn't pull him away. He pumped them in and out, rough and fast, the heel of his hand grinding against her clit.
"Get on your knees," he told her.
She dropped down right there in the living room. He unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cock.
It was thick and already hard. She opened her mouth and he shoved it in, hitting the back of her throat on the first thrust. She gagged but kept going, sucking him wet and messy while he held her head with both hands.
"That's it. Suck that dick like you've been wanting to."
He fucked her mouth for a few minutes, then pulled out and hauled her up. He spun her around, yanked her shorts down, and bent her over the arm of the couch. She heard him spit on his hand, then felt the blunt head of his cock press against her pussy.
He pushed in hard, burying himself in one stroke. She cried out. He didn't give her time to adjust. He started pounding her, hips slapping against her ass, the couch creaking under them.
"Goddamn, this pussy's tight," he grunted. "Been thinking about fucking my best friend's mom for years."
He reached around and rubbed her clit while he fucked her. She came hard, legs shaking, pussy clenching around his cock. He didn't slow down. He kept driving into her, deeper and faster, until he pulled out and shot thick ropes of cum across her lower back and ass.
They didn't stop there.
She led him upstairs to her bedroom. He stripped the rest of the way and lay back on the bed. She climbed on top, sank down onto his cock again, and rode him while he slapped her tits and called her a dirty MILF. She came again, grinding down on him until he flipped her onto her back and fucked her missionary, legs pushed up to her chest.
He lasted longer the second time. He pulled out, flipped her onto her stomach, and took her from behind again, this time slower but still deep. When he came, he stayed inside her, pumping his load straight into her pussy.
They lay there catching their breath. Jake's cum leaked out of her onto the sheets.
He was hard again within twenty minutes.
This time she got on all fours and he fucked her ass after working two fingers inside first. It hurt at first, then the stretch turned into something hotter. He gripped her hips and pounded her until she was moaning into the pillow. He came deep in her ass, then made her suck him clean.
By the time he left, her body was sore in the best way. Cum was drying on her thighs and her pussy still throbbed. He kissed her once at the door, rough and quick.
"Tell your son I said hi," he said, then walked out.
She closed the door and leaned against it, already wondering when he would come back for more.
