My Best Friends Mom ( 2 )


Bdsm, Erotica, First-Time, Mature
My proficient friends mom ... What can I say about her ? She made every boy on the block drool. Now to be bonny I was n't a bad as some of his friends, who were only friends with him so they could be around her as much as possible. But lets just say that I never turned down an offer to give ear out either ...

Although she was only a hair over five groundwork she was built like a goddess, enormous knocker constantly straining against the tight shirts she seemed to choose, setting up her segmentation like the grand canon. I had lusted after her since I was old enough to start out liking girls, and I could populate a small-scale planet with the total of cum I had spilled over thoughts of her.

The get-go time it happened by accident.

I spent nigh of my afternoon at his firm waiting until I absolutely had to go home. Although I was already 18 I did n't have the funds yet to move out and I could n't stand being at household any more than than I absolutely had to. I even had a key to his planetary house since I spent so much time there.

I headed over to his house after school like I always did. It was n't until I got inside that I realized that he was probably at drama club today and would n't be home for a few hours still.

It started as soon as I opened the door.

'' assist ! '' a vocalization cried

I dropped my paint in surprise.

'' Mrs. John Smith ? '' I called, curious and a slight nervous

'' I 'm in the living room '' she called `` assist me ''

zippo in this humanity could have prepared me for the sight that greeted me next. As I walked into the sustenance room I came saw her, her hands had been bound over her head and all of her vesture had been stripped away. The clay of some pantyhose still covered her legs but the crotch had been ripped out to expose her cleanly shaven pussy. Crips white rope was wrapped around her neck and her enormous titmouse pulling them up and together like some twisted form of bra. She was standing but extra roach around her leg kept her in a slightly hunched berth, allowing plentiful access to her cunt from behind.

'' What the hell is going on ? '' I asked, I tried to oppress the spate of lust that flowed through me at seeing her like this. old age of secret desire warred against my better nature, and my morals though fighting diligently were in a losing battle.

'' My beau broke up with me, and he thought it would be funny to leave behind me like this for my son to find me, give thanks god you came here first-class honours degree ! '' she cried

'' That sick bastard ! '' I said. She struggled as I stood there watching, valiantly to free herself but it was abundantly clear that she had been trying for awhile and no amount of struggling was going to justify her from her present predicament without out-of-door help.

I approached with every aim of helping her, but when I got fold and moved my hand to undo her chasteness I brushed against her smooth ardent flesh, and in that moment I was lost. My manus dropped back down, brushing against her nerve before following to her bound breasts. I squeezed one of the enormous mounds of human body and my pecker hardened at the supple feel of her tit in my hand.

'' Uh ... what are you doing ? '' she asked, concern coloring her voice `` hurry up and untie me ? ``

'' I 'm sorry ... I really am ... '' I said `` I just pitch notch this up, I have been waiting years for a chance like this ! '' I said her head hung a little in shame at my words and she made no attempt to resist the exploring of my hands. My left paw continued to cup and fondle her breasts while the former dropped down between her legs, finding the warm wet hole where they met. Her pussycat was completely smooth and already sopping wet with her desire. A minuscule groan escaped her sass as my probing digit found her clit.

Ever so slowly her hips struggled and writhed as a great deal as her attachment permitted, her eyes closed and she groaned again, forte than before.

'' You like that huh ? '' I asked, my heart was beating out of my chest as a miscellany of pure lustfulness and desire fueled me.

'' yes ... '' she whispered

I turned her head towards mine and our eyes met. I expected hatred, or fear, but what I found was lust that burned with the same furiousness as my own. I swiftly leaned in and our rim met, although her eyes widened in surprise at my gesture, her knife found its way into my oral cavity, darting in to caress my own.

Spurred on by her turn desire my finger ceased their work on her clit and forced their way inside her waiting hole.

'' Oh god ... '' she moaned, her hips writhed again, straining at the bonds that held her tight, fighting for every extra inch she could get inside of her.

I dropped to my knees in front end of her, the air between her leg was chummy with the scent of her desire and my rooster strained within my drawers. With all the care of a collector taking the low draw on a fresh bottle of wine I slipped my natural language between the backtalk of her kitty-cat. I found her clit quickly in the folds of her satiny lips and flicked it gently with my tongue. Although I was vaguely cognisant that this elicited a reaction from her, the info was distant in the face of my desire. I sucked and probed, exploring every corner and fissure of her womanhood with my mouth. A quiver went through her body as she convulsed within her restraints.

'' Oh god I 'm cumming ! '' she moaned.

I watched in thoroughgoing enthrallment as her oculus rolled back into her head and her body rocked in the throes of her cacoethes. After a moment that seemed like geezerhood her body quited again, sagging within her bond. She hung there, her breathing pugnacious and her eyes closed as she rode the consequence of her orgasm. I took the chance and freed my rooster from the restrictive prison of my bloomers. As I approached her eyes opened lazily, and a shortsighted flavor of confusion painted her features, as though she was confused about where she was. All at once her eyes locked on my cock, exposed and erect in front of her. A look of insatiable desire mixed with a steer of concern passed over her eyes, but no audio escaped her back talk. Her eyes remained fixed on my phallus, tracking it as I approached with the same determination and focus that a mortarboard shows towards a battleground shiner. Although she could move scarcely an inch with, I got the discrete impression that she attempted to distribute her ramification further. I lined the head of my turncock up with the possible action of her wanton hole, still leaking fluids from her own climax. I slipped the tip back and Forth through the queer brim of her puss, gathering her moisture upon it.

Our middle met again, and held as I slid my cock inside of her. Slowly at first but with increasing upper a worked my cock in and out of her. She bit her lip in an attempt to intimidate the auditory sensation of her enjoyment but eventually she lost the war and a throaty moan escaped from between her lips.

'' fuck yes ! '' she moaned `` have sex me ! ``

I obliged her.

I pulled her body tight against mine, feeling her breast wardrobe against my chest of drawers. I was frustrated that the shackle which held her complicated my penetration. Her moans continued as my cock continued to spear inside of her, with all the colored language of a dockyard slovenly woman she instructed me in no uncertain terms what she wanted me to do to her. An inarticulate cry escaped her lips as another orgasm shook her body. I could palpate my own rapidly approaching and with scarce seconds to save I freed my cock from inside of her. I tick stream of cum erupted from my cock spraying her knocker and eliciting a surprised cry as the duncish white fluid coated her body.

I stood there, watching my cum drip down her chest, leaving a unenviable lead behind.

After an eternity of silence, interrupted only by our ride breathing, I spoke. `` I 'm sorry ... '' I said lamely, I realized the enormity of what I had just done as the fog of my lust cleared to let in the coarse light of clarity.

'' It 's ok, most guys dont last that farsighted interior of me '' she said `` now if you let me down we can try that again on a higher floor ''

My mind could n't quite brand sense of what was going on, I thought for for sure that she was going to shout at me, or threaten me, anything but invite me up to her sleeping accommodation. My hands fumbled with her bail bond, releasing the knots and the ropes that held her fast. The last forget me drug was released and she stretched, a offended reflexion flitting across her face.

'' What do you have in mind go upstairs ? '' I asked finally, `` are n't you going to like call the cops or something ? '' I asked

'' Do you want me to ? '' she said

'' Well ... no, obviously '' I responded

'' Then lets go upstairs '' she said. She turned to walk upstairs. She turned around and winked at me `` just because my boyfriend is a lusus naturae, doesnt mean Im not too ... After all I taught him everything he knows ... ''

I watched the sway of her hips as she walked away, my dick stirring to new life, before hurrying to keep abreast her .
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