I showed up at my girlfriend's place expecting her, not her mom. It was a hot Saturday afternoon, and Lisa had texted that she was running late from work. Her mom, Diane, answered the door in a thin tank top and cutoff shorts that hugged her thick thighs and round ass. She was forty-two, divorced, and had that kind of body that made younger women jealousfull tits, soft waist, hips that swayed when she walked. I had noticed before, but today she seemed to notice me noticing.
"Come on in," she said, her voice low and a little rough. "Lisa called.
She's stuck in traffic. You want a drink while you wait?"
I followed her into the kitchen. She bent over to grab beers from the fridge, and those shorts rode up, showing the bottom curve of her ass cheeks. My cock twitched in my jeans. She straightened, handed me a bottle, and her fingers brushed mine a second longer than necessary.
We sat on the couch talking about nothingwork, the weatherwhile the tension built. Diane kept shifting closer. Her knee touched mine. Then her hand landed on my thigh, casual at first, then squeezing.
"You've been staring at me since you got here," she said, eyes locked on mine. "Don't think I haven't noticed."
I swallowed. "Diane"
"Shut up." She leaned in and kissed me hard, tongue pushing into my mouth. Her hand went straight to my crotch, gripping my already hard dick through my pants. "Fuck, you're big. Lisa's lucky."
She unzipped me right there, pulled my cock out, and wrapped her warm hand around it. She stroked slow and tight, thumb rubbing over the head, spreading the precum. "Get these off," she ordered.
I kicked my jeans and boxers to the floor. Diane dropped to her knees between my legs and took me in her mouth without hesitation. She sucked deep, lips stretching around my shaft, tongue working the underside while she bobbed her head. Spit ran down my balls. She gagged when she took me to the back of her throat but didn't stop, just moaned around my cock like she loved it.
I grabbed her hair and fucked her face for a minute, hips thrusting up. She pulled off, gasping, strings of saliva connecting her lips to my dick. "Bedroom. Now."
We barely made it. She shoved me onto Lisa's bedher daughter's bedand stripped fast. Her tits bounced free, nipples dark and stiff. She climbed on top, straddled my face, and lowered her shaved pussy onto my mouth. "Eat it," she growled.
I licked her wet slit, sucked her clit, tongue-fucking her hole while she ground down on me. She tasted clean and a little musky. Her juices coated my chin. She reached back and stroked my cock again, jerking it while I ate her out.
After she came once, shaking and cursing, she slid down my body and sank onto my dick in one smooth motion. Her pussy was tight and hot, gripping me all the way down. She rode me hard, tits bouncing, ass slapping against my thighs. I reached up and squeezed her breasts, pinching her nipples while she bounced.
"Fuck me," she kept saying. "Fuck your girlfriend's mom. Fill this pussy up."
I flipped her onto her back, hooked her legs over my shoulders, and pounded her deep. The bed creaked. Her moans got louder. I slammed into her until she came again, pussy clenching around my cock, nails digging into my back.
I pulled out and flipped her onto all fours. Her ass was perfectround, soft, jiggling every time I smacked it. I drove back inside her from behind, gripping her hips, watching my cock disappear into her wet cunt over and over. She pushed back against me, begging for it harder.
When I was close, she pulled off, turned around, and sucked me again, tasting herself on my dick. I came down her throat in thick pulses. She swallowed every drop, licking me clean.
We lay there catching our breath, sweaty and spent. She smiled at me, lazy and satisfied. "Lisa doesn't need to know. This stays between us."
I nodded, already wondering when we'd do it again.
