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Linda sat at the kitchen table head in hands staring
at the floor. She was depressed, what was she going to do? Herb was
becoming more and more distant, and the children were beginning to notice
that their parents were having problems. Herb just couldn't get it up
anymore, and their sex life was in the dumps. It was beginning to cause a
rift between them.
She had always been proud of her family; in fact her whole life revolved
around her family. Carry who had turned 15 just last week, was all any
parent could ask for in a daughter, and Dustin her irrepressible son of 17
was an over achiever who loved his parents and never got into trouble. If
things between her husband and her weren't so strained life would be
almost perfect.
Linda could hear her son and his friend Andy out front shooting hoops and
to her shame and confusion she felt her arousal build as she imagined
Andy, (for the thousandth time) out there playing ball with her son. His
lean hard body, muscles rippling as the sun glinted on his bare chest.
Almost without thinking about what she was doing, Linda got up from the
kitchen table and walked into the living room to watch the boys shooting
their hoops in the driveway. She was fascinated by the way she felt; the
sexual thoughts that kept running through her mind as she silently watched
the two boys playing with the basketball, unaware that they were being
watched.
She imagined walking outside; right up to Andy as he and her son played
their game. The image in her mindseye was so vivid that she could almost
see the shocked expression of her son's face as she silently walked up to
his friend and pushed him up against the garage door. She watched Andy's
eyes grow wide as she knelt down in front of the boy, pulling his shorts
down to his knees.
She could hear Andy's gasp as he realized what was happening to him, and
she watched as his young manhood began to stand at attention before her
gaze. Linda felt dazed as she saw herself reaching out to grasp his
swollen shaft wanting nothing else but to feel it thrusting manfully in
and out of her. She wanted to hear this young man grunting and groaning on
top of her; taking his pleasure in her body.
The vision of herself kneeling on the driveway in front of that handsome
young man, outside in full view of her son, and the whole neighborhood
made Linda shiver in fear, and arousal. She absentmindedly lowered her
hand down between her legs, feeling the velvety material of her dress
between her fingers and her very wet pussy.
As Andy jumped up in front of the basket, dropping the ball through the
hoop, Linda could see that he wasn't wearing anything but his shorts. She
thought that she had glimpsed something in the shadows that were formed at
the leg-openings of his shorts. She rubbed herself a little harder and
watched the young man's body until she felt herself tense, and that
wonderful release that came to her so easily.
What a lovely feeling she thought, 'to come while imagining this strong
perfect boy using her'. Linda bucked her hips, pushing her hand harder
against her pleasure center as she experienced an incredibly intense
orgasmic rush. Her body was out of control for that instant, she loved
that moment, it had been too long, she really needed a man.
"Momma, hello Momma where are you? Oh hi mom."
Linda stood rooted to the ground as her daughter walked up to stand beside
her. At first she was afraid that Carry had seen what she was doing, but
the teenager was looking out at the boys herself and hadn't noticed that
her mother was flushed and breathing more rapidly than normal.
Linda stood with her hands at her side waiting for her body to calm down
from its recent sexual high before saying anything to her daughter.
In her heightened state, Linda appraised her daughter's looks, and found
that the 15-year-old looked more mature than she might have only moments
before. She noticed that her daughter was almost as tall as she was, and
that her breasts had grown to match her on 34C cup. Linda suddenly
wondered if her daughter was sexually active, that thought made her wonder
about her son too. Was Dustin doing it with girls yet? Was Andy?
Carry started talking about their up coming trip to buy school clothes and
soon Linda was drawn away from the window and into her young daughters
world of school, party's and boys. Linda had promised Carry a trip to the
mall to get her ready for her new school year and plans had to be made.
Andy was breathing a little faster than he would normally, and he was
worried that Dustin would notice his hard-on. Guys didn't get hard-on's
when they were playing ball with other guys. But Andy couldn't help
himself; he had seen Dustin's mom through the window. He was certain that
she thought she was safe from his view, but she wasn't. He'd seen her
staring at him, and he'd seen her fingering herself, or at least he was
pretty sure he'd seen her doing it.
Could he have been mistaken? Mrs. Hamelton had been one of his fuck dreams
ever since she had given him that french kiss back in 7th grade on new
years eve. He and Dustin had been watching television over at Dustin's
when his parents had gotten home from a party just after midnight.
Andy could still remember the look in Mrs. Hamelton's eyes as she entered
the room. She may have been a little tipsy, but she had the sexiest
expression on her face that he'd ever seen before. Mr. Hamelton seemed
upset and had said something about her kissing everyone at the party, and
he was somewhat miffed at her slutty behavior.
At that she had laughed and said that, "a kiss was only a kiss, and it
wasn't like I was fucking anyone in the place! Don't you agree boys?"
Both boys nodded their heads in agreement, but didn't say anything because
Dustin's Father looked even more upset.
Andy was shocked that she would say something like that in front of him,
but at the same time it fueled his teenage hormones to an intense level.
When Mrs. Hamelton went over to Dustin and gave him a new years kiss to
prove her point, all Andy could do was watch with a lump in his throat.
(And his pants.)
But when the sexy vision came up next to him and without a word pulled him
out of the lazyboy and pressed her hot moist lips against his, he almost
came in his pants. He could still remember what happened when he boldly
slipped his tongue between those moist lips. Mrs. Hamelton's eyes seemed
to focus on his and she began to suck on his tongue.
They stood there exchanging their kiss for what seemed like a dangerously
long time, until Dustin said, "Hey!"
Startled be his friends yell, Andy pulled away from those incredible lips
and looked around the room. Luckily Mr. Hamelton had already left the
room, but Dustin looked confused and a little hostile toward him.
But today was something different; his dream woman had masturbated while
watching him. He knew that was what she'd done, it was just too obvious,
it had to be what he thought it was. He also knew that he was going to try
to get into Mrs. Hamelton's pants, even if it messed up his friendship
with Dustin. He had to try.
The boys played ball for a while longer and then Andy said it was time for
him to go home for dinner. All the way home he couldn't get the image of
his best friend's mother pleasuring herself while watching him. He began
to think about how he could get her alone.
That day finally came -- the whole Hamelton family, (Except Linda) had to
make their monthly trip to grandpa and grandma Wilson's (Linda's mother
and father) for their regular first Saturday in every month visit. This
time though Linda had to stay home because she had obligated herself to
bake 10 pies for the high school's Sunday bake sale and due to one thing
and another hadn't gotten around to doing it earlier in the week.
The plan was for her to get the pies done and take the Volkswagen up to
her parents house when she was done. That way she would only miss a few
hours and she'd have the pies done for the school. It seemed like a
perfect solution.
Dustin had let slip the night before what was happening and Andy grew more
and more excited as he formulated a plan of sorts. He didn't really know
what to do exactly; he wasn't even sure any more that he'd seen what he
thought he'd seen. But he was so "in love" with Mrs. Hamelton that he only
wanted to be close to her, to hold her -- who was he kidding he wanted to
fuck her brains out -- and for the first time since that "kiss" he though
that he might have a chance with her.
Standing down the block from the Hamleton's, Andy watched tensely as his
friend Dustin and his father and sister piled into their car. It seemed
like forever before they pulled out of the driveway and headed down the
street in the opposite direction.
Andy stood there watching as Mrs. Hamelton waved goodbye to her family and
then turned to go back into the house. He swallowed hard and tried to get
a grip on his warring emotions as he walked on shaky legs to the kitchen
door around the back of the Hamelton house.
He felt slightly sick to his stomach, 'what was he doing?' he thought.
'What would happen if he had mis-read her, what would happen if she was
offended by him or worse -- afraid of him?'
The curtain was pulled back from the little window in the kitchen door as
Andy stealthily snuck up to it to peer in. There she was! A picture of
feminine beauty in her light summer dress, and a frilly apron tied loosely
around her slim waist.
He smiled to himself when he noticed the evidence of white flower on her
pretty nose. She must have touched her nose while concentrating on making
the dough for the pies. Andy looked through the window watching Mrs.
Hamelton fluffing the flower onto the tabletop preparing to roll the dough
out.
Very quietly Andy opened the door and closing it just as quietly he
stepped up behind her.
Linda stiffened and turned around as she sensed someone in the room with
her. "Andy! What are you doing here?!" She said in a breathless voice.
Dustin's friend had given her quite a scare sneaking up on her like that.
"I... uh... I just thought I'd stop by to see if you needed any help Mrs.
Hamelton." Andy stumbled over his words, he was so nervous. The thoughts
that had been running through his over sexed mind all week were making him
crazy with lust. He found that he had a hard time looking away from her
breasts as they rose and fell from her heightened breathing.
"Well, Andy I'm doing just fine. I have to hurry and finish this little
project and be out of the house by noon if possible. So if you'll excuse
me I need to get back to work." She turned and began to pull lumps of pie
dough from the bowl and place them to one side.
Andy stood rooted to the ground looking at Mrs. Hamelton's back; his eyes
took in her soft blonde hair, wide yet feminine shoulders, her slim
waist... As he looked at her behind, his hands moved out to touch it. He
could feel the boner in his pants painfully throbbing for some kind of
release.
Linda jumped and whirled around with a look of anger in her eyes. "What
was that! Young man you better leave right now!" she said, trying to sound
stern, but really wishing that she was 17 again, and single of course.
Andy swallowed hard and without saying anything he pushed Mrs. Hamelton
back against the table so that her bottom was resting against the edge. As
she opened her mouth to protest the teenager placed his hands upon her
breasts and squeezed them, while at the same time Andy covered her mouth
with his.
Linda began to struggle as the young man forced his tongue between her
lips. 'What was he doing? What was he thinking? She couldn't let this
happen, everything would be ruined if this continued.' She tried to shove
Andy away from her, but realized for the first time that Dustin's friend
was bigger than she was, and stronger too.
Andy was desperate now. He felt a strange heightened sexual arousal
brought on by Mrs. Hamelton's struggling. It made him feel like a dominant
animal, a powerful male to have his best friend's mother struggling under
him like this. He could hear her breathing and could sense her femininity.
All he wanted to do was shove himself into her, to know what mysterious
delights were hiding inside her body for him.
Linda pulled her mouth away from him and yelled, "Andy stop it! Stop it
now, what are you crazy?!"
But at that point nothing was going to stop Andy -- a quiet calm had come
over the boy, even Mrs. Hamelton's screeching voice barely registered to
him. He firmly pressed her to her back on the flower-covered table as her
arms began to flail. He watched her lovely body struggle under his hands
as he pulled her dress up to uncover tanned thighs. That made him spurt a
little more precum from his swollen cramped cock, he could feel it coming
up from his depths as he yanked her panties off and feasted his eyes on
the true object of his mounting lust.
Linda was shocked, she couldn't believe that quiet respectful Andy would
-- or could do something like this. But what really disturbed her more
than Andy's violent action was her response to it.
Even though she was loudly protesting, all she wanted was for the boy to
pull his pants down and fuck her brains out. She could feel the moistness
between her legs as she watched the teenage boy staring at her exposed
pussy. She squirmed a little under that intense gaze.
Then the boy took one hand from her chest and began to fumble with the fly
of his pants. Linda knew that if she wanted to she could have forced her
way clear of the boy at that moment. He wouldn't be able to hold her with
one hand. But to her astonishment she just lay there with her back on the
kitchen table and Andy standing between her spread legs -- and watched in
fascinated horror as the boy's cock popped into view.
Linda knew that everything would change if she let this continue. But as
the boy dropped his pants and stepped out of them, Linda stopped the
pretense of struggling and lay there looking up into Andy's eyes, and then
down between his legs.
It had been so long since she'd had really good hot sex with another human
being. Herb was lackluster at best and over the past year had almost
completely lost interest in sex. Thoughts kept popping into her mind
unbidden; Andy's body on top of hers humping away, the feeling of his
strong young cock thrusting away deep inside of her.
Linda began to pant as the boy stepped up between her legs and began to
fumble between them. She could no longer help herself; no longer cared
what would happen after, all she wanted was what this boy had to offer.
She leaned on one elbow and took his hot swollen erection and rubbing the
head of it to spread his juices around, placed it against her dripping
slit.
"Shove!" she whispered, "just shove Andy."
Andy looked startled at the turn of events, but followed her instructions
without even thinking about it. A loud moan escaped from Andy's lips at
the vary moment that Linda sighed in satisfaction.
Andy groaned as he felt for the first time in his life the wonderful
sensations of a woman's cunt closing around his cock. The slick warm place
that he'd only dreamed about was everything he'd even imagined it would
be.
Linda almost sat up as the boy stood there with his cock plowed deeply
into her holding her tightly against his body. Linda smiled as she quickly
yanked her cotton dress off over her head and unsnapped her bra and let it
fall to the floor with the rest of her clothes.
Andy gasped as he saw a woman's body for the first time, and he was
fucking her, he was planted deep inside her. With that though raging
through his mind the boy began to pump his young strong hips, thrusting as
deeply as he could into his new lover.
It only took a few thrusts for Linda to reach that lovely place that she
had been taking herself with her hands for the past year. Her orgasm made
her pussy throb and clasp down on the young teenager's cock as he thrust,
and the friction was too much for Andy to hold back for long.
The boy looked at the wild woman below him, she was riding his cock like a
rodeo queen. He couldn't believe it, the feelings were surging through his
body like nothing he'd ever experienced before, when his vision blurred
and his knees began to tremble.
He felt the freedom that coming always gave him. He firmly held Mrs.
Hamelton in place as he emptied himself into her. They looked deeply into
each other's eyes as he came in her. They both knew what was happening and
they both wanted it.
After a moment, Andy's mind came back into focus and he realized that he
was holding his best friend's naked mother in his arms, with his cock
firmly planted inside her. The boy began to pull out, trying to formulate
what he could say. What to do, what had he done?
Linda saw the confusion on the young man's face and knew exactly what to
do. It was too late to turn back now, what was done was done. She said
smoothly, "climb up on the table Andy dear and lie down."
The boy looked at her speechless, but after a moment he pulled out of her,
noticing that his come was leaking from between the slit of her pussy. He
climbed up on the table and lay as instructed, wondering all the time what
she had in store for him. He could feel the flower on his backside; it was
weird. Mrs. Hamleton's back was covered in flower where he'd pushed her
down.
Linda greedily took the boys cock in her hand and climbed over him with
her thighs on each side of his strong masculine hips. Linda lowered
herself onto Andy's hard teenaged cock and closed her eyes in ecstasy as
she felt his hard yet soft cock slip all the way home. 'God it felt
wonderful after so long without,' she thought, as she rode the boy to
another orgasm.
Andy had never imagined this scenario even in his wildest dreams, here was
his dream woman fucking him with unabashed lust, shouting at him, telling
him that he was a stud, and that his cock felt so good.
The boy had never heard a female talk dirty before. He didn't know that
they did that, and this wanton display, and the fantastic sensation that
she was causing him to experience as she rode him like a horse, brought
the teenager to the top again.
Amazingly they both came at the same moment again. Linda could feel the
young man's body tense under her. She thought that she could even feel him
spurting inside her, and that thought made her crazy at just the right
moment. She shivered and clamped her thighs tightly against the boy's hips
as she experienced another long wonderful orgasm impaled on Andy's
throbbing cock.
After they had their second orgasm Linda realized what a mess they had
made of themselves and the kitchen. They were covered in flower from head
to toe, so Linda dragged Andy off to the bathroom to take a shower.
Of course the shower turned into another fuck session and Linda never did
make it to her parents house that Saturday. But her pies were the rave of
the high schools cake sale on Sunday, she received numerous inquiries for
the recipe.
For several years Linda found that it became harder and harder to get away
on family outings. She would have to tell her loving family to go without
her, and that maybe she'd be able to make it the next time.
Andy kept a close friendship with Dustin, even staying overnight at his
house whenever he could wangle an invitation. Herb had observed many times
that, "Andy had almost become a member of the family." |
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