Prelude

I am sick and shopworn of this, I ca n't take it anymore. I 'm going damn near insane. How could this experience happened ? And to me of all people. Well it 's not like I am A-one special or that I 'm comfortably than everyone else. But shit ! This is just pathetic and something has to be done. What sickens me the most is that I have actually become complacent with the office. Where have my standards, motivation and thrust gone ? Maybe it was the movement, yea ... that 's it ! make arrant sense. That 's around the meter it happened anyway. Or maybe I 've become an insecure trivial a bitch. Whatever the trouble is I need to rectify it right now ! No more waiting. I have not got laid in a twelvemonth and 2 months. Ever since I moved to orangeness County from my home Town of Compton Ca. It 's not the best place under the sun, but hey ! at least I got laid. A lilliputian over a year ago I packed up my bags, moved from the CPT to the OC and I have n't smelled a firearm of pussy since. So what have I been doing one might ask ? Just lounging around, going through family size nursing bottle of lotion because I 'm oh so"Ashy"and need to give moisturizer every other hr. 95 % of it directly on to my dick- medico decree. But tomorrow I am getting some, no uncertainty. No more spending countless hours whacking off. I am getting some, oh I 'm getting some.


The future Day

I woke up anxious for the day and gear up to complete my delegation. I headed to the can, shed my wearing apparel and hopped in the shower. I turned on the exhibitor and let the warm pee hit my body and I fantasized about all the pussy I was going get shortly. In my visualization of succeeding sexcapades, my deal inched closer to my bulging shaft."No !"I told myself aloud."No cock touching, pussy fucking."
I finished cleaning myself off, rinsed the soap off and hopped out of the shower. I then looked into the mirror and checked myself out. I scanned over at my 6'1 185 lb inning. I am actually in pretty good condition, adept affair I did n't let that go. I looked my reflection right into it 's clear Robert Brown eyes and then I glance at it 's cock. I wrapped my finger around my dick and squeezed.

"Ima use this. I 'm fuckin'tonight."

I gave my tool one last hug then I got dressed and wolfed down my breakfast and jetted out the door. I walked up to my 2000 black 2 door Honda civic and entered. Then as soon as I started up the railway locomotive. It dawned on me, I did n't let schooltime that day. overzealous and anxious that did n't even baffle my mind.

"Fuck."

Now where am I suppose to go to talk to girls I thought. I sat in my car in shock and flimsy depression for 5 bit. Eager for a resolution I put myself into deep thought and it hits me, The Mall. That 's where I 'll go. The center is not going to get anybody until at least 10:00 o'clock so I 'll have to hold off it out for an 60 minutes and 15 Taiwanese. So I got out of my car and headed back inside. I thought what should I do. I could go for a pre-pussy belt. No, no licking, strictly pussy, I said in my head teacher. I decided to go ahead a period of play video games for an minute so I played aura campaign mode for 30 Taiwanese, then I switched to Call of obligation and wreak that live for and hour. Then I realized it 's time to bounce, I literally bounced up out of my chair, zipped to the car, started it up and zoomed to the plaza. Once I arrive, I departed my car with confidence and knowing fully that I would snatch up a chick at this mall. I strolled through the automatic pistol doors and felt the air conditioning piece of cake skirmish over my eubstance. I opened my eager heart wide to chirrup out the scene to gain a quick analytic thinking of the situation. There was not that many people in this voice of the mall, but there was enough. I sat at the first bench I saw located in the midriff of the main gangway. There I waited and it did n't take yearn before I spotted bosom and ass trot by. Now initiatory I was confident, determined and focused on the task at deal. But as more women walked by, the insecurities and svelte intimidation crept back into my mind."No"I said as I shook my heading violently and tried to regain focal point on the purpose I was here. An hour went by and I actually worked up the nerve and found enough off my balls to greet some women. I actually had a full and engaging conversation with a fairly attractive Hispanic woman. She was about 28-29 years old. She had a skillful curvy ass that her tight bootleg shirt held on to ever so tightly. She also carried a nice set of C cup breast that were allowed a little air by the cleavage she provided. But I lost track of the objective while I was caught up in the confab and did n't even get her number. Maybe following fourth dimension. I sat on the same bench that I started off at in the offset of my excursion. Pondering like the great mind did, you know the philosophers. But I knew I needed to block up intellection and get the roll in the hay out and apply trail and error.

I sat looking at more chicks passing by and the idea that masturbation was going to wind up filling my sexless void again tonight popped in my head. Then I got a text edition for this fop named Saint John. He invited me to make out repair at his business firm later. John is this White River guy from schooltime that 's in one of my class. He 's chill, we do homework and kick it at school sometimes but, never outside of shoal. I 'm not doing shit else so what the nookie. I text him back letting him know I 'll be at his house around 4.

Later around 4

It 's 4:08 as I ring St. John the Apostle 's door bell.

"Hey what 's up mike ?"

"What up John ?"I said as he let 's me in.
And then we both sat down in his life way and began to talk about school first then about young lady. What do you have a go at it we both have the same problems. Looks like I 'm not alone when it comes to sexing wench. Then in the eye of our conversing, a char walked in the room. She had blonde tomentum with big sizing E cup breast, squeezed in a tight pink top that shows a little cleavage."Hello."she said in a sweet voice.

"Hello"I said.

"Hey, mom this is Mike."john introduced us.

"Nice to meet you Mike."she said looking me directly in the heart.

"Nice to meet you as well."I said

"Would you care for something to booze ?"She said

"No thank you."

"We 're all good mom, thanks."

"fountainhead, just let me know if you guys need anything."she smiled then walked out of the room.

I watched as she walked out the elbow room in her tight mordant shirt the hugged her vast round curvy ass. I know that this was John the Divine 's mom but I could n't help oneself but stare. I 'm jolly sure he knew that his mom was a hottie.

We went on about dame for a little while yearner then we started to talk Call of obligation, seeing that he has an Xbox and claim of Duty as well. After our poor chit chat we began to play call of duty live. Well at least I have another buddy to run call option of duty with I thought to myself not better than coochie but dear than nothing. While playing, my mind began to stray to thoughts of John 's mom. I wanted her to enter the room once again so I could canvass her curvy flesh. She had it going on for veridical. I could find blood rushing to my dick as more vivid thinking developed. I then started to sense a delicious odour come from the kitchen.

"You boys hungry ?"

"Yea a little."John Replied

"Sure."I said.

"cum and eat dinner 's ready."

We got up and headed to the kitchen and took our stern around the kitchen table.
She handed us our plate and I thanked her for the food. She looked into my eyes and held her gaze while telling me that I 'm welcome. The look she had in her center really intrigued me. I felt like it meant something and I wanted to know what that something was.

She had prepared mashed potatoes, pork chopper and maize one of my favor dishes by opportunity and just as I was about to dig in it happened, my headphone rang. I looked down at my telephone set and noticed it was my mom

"Sorry Ms. Johnson. I have to involve this."

"It 's ok sweetie the food will still be here."

I excused myself from the table and walked into the living elbow room. My mom was leaving town for the weekend to go visit my aunt. It was Friday and she was not going to be back until Mon and she had an abundant list of rules and bespeak she wanted me stick to pertaining to the maintenance of the house. We talked for about 10 minute then I returned to the kitchen table.

"Sorry."I said then I sat back down.
"It 's ok I can warm up your food."she took my plate then put it in the microwave.

Then Saint John the Apostle 's phone rang and he answered it. When he got off the sound he told us it was his dad and he needed some extra help moving piece of furniture in for a admirer and that he would have to leave in a minute.

"Would you like help microphone ? I 'll wait for you."

"Umm..Sure no problem."I said. I was thinking tinker's damn no more Ms. Johnson.

"Alright cool man lets got."

diddly I said to myself. I wanted to gaze at her breast a picayune foresighted. I know it was his mom and all but shit I was horny and she was aphrodisiacal.

"Wait, microphone has not even touched his solid food, let him eat first honey do n't be rude."She interjected. Then gave me a look that said"I saved you, not just yet, you're not going anywhere yet ”. Maybe I was reading to much into it but the way she said it, the feel she gave almost seemed as if she did n't require me to go.

She took my nutrient out the microwave and handed to me.

"Here you go sweetie."she said and gave me a aspect with those beautiful blue eyes.

"Ok."John said.

I began to eat and the food was very flavorful. Just as I was really getting into the meal John 's headphone rang again and he answered.

"Ok ... ok ... ok."he said then hung up

"He needs me now."he exclaimed."mike stop your solid food man. The sign is about 15 minutes from here. I 'll text the guidance when I get there and you could just meet me. Is that sang-froid ?"

"Sure."

"Ok bye mom, later mike."He says as he jets out the door.

I sit in silence for 10 endorsement then it dawns on me. This nigga just left his sexy as vixen of a female parent all alone with me. This guys has to know his mom is a fox. Still Brigham Young to have a 22 year son, almost looks like his older sister. I sit there and persist in to eat my nutrient.

"Seems like they really need a lot of help down there huh. ?"she said.

"Yea it does."I replied.

"I ca n't believe he dragged you into that as well."

"It 's ok. It 's not like I have anything improve to do with my time."

"I 'm for sure you have some chickadees you could be"hanging out"with."she said.

I laughed. If only she knew the true statement.

"Things aren't always what they seem Ms. Johnson."

I thought about what I had just said and how it may receive came off but then I said fuck it, let 's see where it goes, probably nowhere.

"How could a handsome young man such as yourself not have the girls tugging on you left and mighty ?."she said then gave me that gaze she gave me earlier.

A slight spooky, I stalled and also began to experience a small amount of guilt. Then I thought about my cock and his primal needs. I thought about my musket ball and their labor of containing an overload of my stored up shaft juice. I restored my stride and continued the conversation with John 's mom

"Long floor, well I do n't have it away really. But how could Mr. LBJ not have to press off men daily and why is n't he here now ?"I said. Then realized how far I was taking this talk. I waited for her response and just hoped it was positive and she did n't withdraw from the nature of where this conversation was headed.

She looked away then looked down. Oh no how stupid am I, trying to butterfly with this beau 's mom and I say something so stupid. I became queasy again, unsure of her forthcoming response.

"Well.. um.. actually he does n't seem to notice me that much.. well at least not in that way."she said.

Once she said that I was happy that she did not close down our conversation.

"What do you imply ?"I questioned and perked up a bit.

"fountainhead he seems to be more interested in work, helping others and not helping me our her out."she said the looks me in the eyes again.

"Well I haven't had a miss in a longtime so I 'm sure the piffling attention you do get exceeds mine."I say without shame.

"Well you do n't merit that, you seem like a nice guy and if you are n't you see very handsome so that a lone should get you pile of girlies to play with."she says seductively then strokes her blond her as she leans on the table.

When she leaned on the table her boob got pushed together and her segmentation began to bulk out a bit in her pinko top. My eye drifted uncontrollably toward her white meat then back up to her blue eyes that meet mine when I looked back up. She saw me front and center bank check out her sonsie breast and did n't seem to mind one bit. I reached my give mitt under the table and grabbed at my growing cock. She leaned down even closer on the table and more of her tits'flesh was exposed. I honed in on her boobs and knocker fissure and I wanted to put something in it.

"Oh really."I say delayed while pinching and rubbing at my tighten rod.

"Yes."she said and she gets up

"Let me take your plate."she walks around the table and leans over to snaffle my shell giving me a show of her daily round bosoms. dirt how I wanted to titty clap. I just wanted to pull my pitch-black cock out and jam it right between her mounds and squeeze my dick by pushing both hunk against my cock, suffocating it between her to warm melon. She took my plate and walked slowly toward the sink. I was memorized watching her thick ass cheeks go up and down as she marched seductively toward the sink.
She turned around.

"Do n't you want dessert ?"she said in a aphrodisiacal voice.

"Umm.. yes uhh no thank."

roll in the hay this shit no more bitch shit I got to man up I told myself. I stood up and the bulge in my pants was highly visible. I saw her glance at it quickly and front back at me.

"Thanks for the food for thought Mrs. Johnson it was really good."I said knowing I wanted to fuck her now but not jazz what to do next.

"I 'm glad you enjoyed it."she smiled and walked toward me.

My kernel started to constrain more with each dance step she took.

"Anytime."she hugged me and that was it.

We hugged and she felt my rock hard bulge as I felt her breast mashed against me. I embraced her more tightly. I started to loose up and some how my hand found her pelvic arch and we locked eyes.

I thought about what I was about to do. I 'm I going to do this ? Am I about to fuck John 's mom ? I sort of could n't believe it. That my first conquest would be with a stunning mountain lion such as John 's mom. Looking into her optic I could see her intimate arousal, holding her I could feel the tension and lust she held within her yearning to be released and I, standing before her was the man to do it. I was her black night with the key to unlock her pent up sexuality and set her relinquish from it 's entrapment. I was the elect one, the one to jazz her. So I answered my interrogative, yes I was going to do it and have it off it.

We stared at each other then I went in for a kiss. Our backtalk met and my knife slipped past her fully lips in search of hers. My tongue found hers and they began to dance in our oral cavity. I pulled her close again and kissed her deeper. Then I pulled away.

"Damn you're a good kisser."I said.

"Shhh ! ! !"she said then put her digit to my sassing, then slipped it in. I sucked on her finger then went back to her lips and moved my men slowly toward her bubbly butt and rubbed her cheeks while we made out. I spread her cheeks a bit and we kissed. shit her ass felt adept, gracious plump and rounded her swag was. I slowly waddled her over to the counter while we were still embraced, my brown paw still on her burble butt. I pushed her against the counter and brought my hands to her shank and looking into her eyes, that were sparklingly with lecherousness, then down at her humongous melon. I had to feel them. My cock started to get larger and tighter in the confines of my underwear.

"Go ahead, Mike."

I rose my hired hand up and cupped one breast. The sheer weight alone turned me on. Just to be holding a breast of such massive size. I gave her other breast a squeeze as well then kissed her neck. Mrs Lyndon Baines Johnson let out a diffuse moan and placed her hand my dorsum and her other on my second joint. My cock was getting restlessness and I had to hasten things up. I kiss the crack of her breast and darted my tongue inside of her cleavage.

"Here let me help you."she said before she slowly took her pink top of and tossed it to the floor. Her breast were there mashed in a black bra. I fondled her breast some more, then she stopped me to remove her bra and released her monolithic bosom. They were round and chirpy with light-colored Robert Brown ring of color and a prissy sized mammilla. I could n't contain myself. My lips went straight for a mamilla and started to draw. She began to moan some more as I sucked on her release of a nipple and massaged her former boob.

"Awww ... yes suck that mammilla ... mmm"she said,

I looked up with her tit in my mouth and saw her snack her lip. I released her mamilla and began suckling the former as if I was drawing for milk. Moans and sounds of congratulation came out her back talk. I stopped sucking and then walked her back to the tabular array. I leaned her over the mesa and roughly pulled up her chick to line up her in a disgraceful pink-polka dotted thong. Her ass was glorious that's all I could say. I could reek the strong fragrance coming from her dripping pussy. She wanted this hawkshaw and she wanted it now. I licked her left cheek and then touched her twat through her thong and she let out a moan. Her knickers were fucking soaked in coochie juice. I started to rub her conceited pussy lips through her flip-flop and began sucking her ass cheek.

"Aawww.. yes microphone, suck my ass."

Motivated by her boost, I sucked harder and the slipped two finger's breadth in to her ready and moist cunt. She gasped in pleasure as I slowly finger fucked her juicy twat and while licking and sucking her ass. My cock started to pulsate and suit hard as gem, my ball sack began to tighten as I was getting excited by the experience. The smell of her pussycat was alluring I wanted more. I withdrew my fingerbreadth and tasted her juices. I stuck my deal back into her honey pot and keep stirring the juice in her pussy. She arched her back in the middle of her delight, which looked so sexy to me. In the high temperature of the moment I stuck my nose in her cocksucker and gave it a sniff and a dart of my tongue. She twitched a bit and then I pulled my drenched finger out of her coochie. She turned around with a red face.

"shtup. Your going to get it. Sit down."

I sat in a kitchen chairwoman and she pulled of my shirt and planted candy kiss on my lips. Then she quickly went to my nipple and sucked it.

"ooh .. yea."I said then laughed.

"You like that ?"she said then looked up in to my eyes.

"Yes, I do."I said. `

"That's nothing."

she got down and knelt between my legs and started licking up and down my abs and then unbuckled my belt. I stood up to take off my pants and there it was, the stack of me looking down, standing over Mrs. Andrew Johnson with zip on but my briefs that held my big gibbosity. I sat back down and she pull of my underwear and my Johnson slung out like cypher's business.

'Damn you 've got a big peter, shit."

"You got big big boobs."

"You're cock is blockheaded and meaty and also looks delicious. Too bad I do n't suck dick."

"hold … wha ... aw."

and before I could verbalize my shock to her statement she popped my cock right into her wet mouth.

"Awww ... shit."

She started with deadening bobtail then started sucking my mushroom-shaped cloud psyche. It was amazing.

"Awww suck it."

she pulled it out and replied."Ok. You asked for it."

She then engulfed half of my 8 ½ column inch dick then gave it a hard suck and slow Drew back up to the question increasing the pressure of suck as she neared the forefront. She then began to bob up and down in a libertine motion and I could find out is slurp slurp slurp slop. I leaned my straits back and felt her tug lightly at my lump. Her lips detached from my dick and latched on to one of my nuts and sucked it in.

"aww.. that flavor good."

I was in a trance by this point in time. Nothing else mattered but her suction and blowing on my cock and nutsack. She then vacuumed both egg into her tender mouth and started to jerk my hard hammer. I reached down and grabbed her tits and played with then. Seeing that I was interested in her tits she then, let my testicle go and scooted and sat up a bit and placed my cock between two melons and started to jack me with her breast. I felt like I was going to bollocks. She kept shaking her big bountiful bosom up and down on my wet, slippery hammer then slipped her lips over my fountainhead and started to suck as she titty get it on my putz. The pleasure was vivid. She sucked so good and I could evidence she loved sucking my dick. Her ebullience and the slurping noises showed her use. She released my cock from the grip of her chest but continued to nurse and bob More vigorously on my hard dick. I could n't carry myself as my stopcock throbbed severely and harder. I palmed the back of her head word and dribbled her head on my cock like a hoop ball down the homage.

"aww.. ass suck my peter. sucking this dick girl ... suck it."I tilted my drumhead back in rapture and she continued to bob her head as she sucker deeper and faster as the slurping and gagging noises continued.

Then my phone rang.

I took it of the table and saw that it was john calling. I did n't know what to do I just answered it.

"Hello."

"Hey man did you get my textual matter ?"

"uuhh.. no I was waiting for it."

"hindrance your telephone, I sent you the directions so you can head down here are you still at my household ?"

I stalled and reflected on the question he just asked. Yes I was still at your star sign and to top if of your mom is on her knees in the kitchen sucking me up, I thought.

"Umm ... yea.. aww.. Im still here."I looked down at his mom as she was sucking knockout it seemed like she was thrilled by the fact that I was talking to her son why she had her head in my lap giving me a blowjob. She stopped and smiled at me the went the right way back at it sucking harder and fast up and down the length of my thick pulsating shaft, with her drawn in cheeks and puckered full sassing.

"What ? Get down here man. Hey whats that noise ?"he asked as slurping and sucking dissonance were being made from his bobble-head of a mother.

"What noise ?"I repiled

"Just get down here."

"Alight."I hung up the phone.

"Damn you're salutary and a nasty cleaning woman. Sucking me with your son on the phone ... aaww."I let out a oink as my cock was about to detonate draw near orgasm.

She stood up as I watched the drool drip from her lips and fall on to her chest."You 're not cumming yet."she said.

I sucked on one of her tit then I turned her around and leaned her over her kitchen table.

"I know."I replied.

I grabbed my cock and could not wait any longer. I held it by it 's Qaeda and admired her huge ass, beautiful hip joint and then her dripping kitty-cat rim. I got closer to her and rubbed my peter principal against her tumefy lips then grabbed detainment of her left brass with my other hired hand as I pushed my head word through her moistness and moist cove.

"Aww ... Mike .. it 's so big"

"Shut up and feel this !"I said loudly.

Suddenly shoved my Shirley Temple Black pipe in her pussy and heard her scream like none former.

"AAHHH ..fuck.."She exclaimed

I placed both custody on the face of her ass and began to fuck her twat. It was nice a tight, probably from her wack ass hubby not being exhibit in it for so hanker. I gripped her cheek tight and plunged my dick in and out of her soaking vagina. Her wet rampart were milking my stopcock forebode the cum to come out from my balls. I could n't consider that I was actually fucking again I felt so power having sex with this nigga 's mom. I no longer gave a tinker's dam, I just wanted to give her my nut and that 's it. I pounded that pussy and rocked the mesa with each push. She let out a cheap yelping as I stabbed at her hot vagina. It was sexy hearing her screeching like that.

"Yea have me that wet filthy pussy, give me that shit."I yelled to her

She then started to back up on my putz as I fucked her. My hammer was getting firm and come out to pulsate more. I was nearing my climax and judging from her screams she was too. I held back because I wanted to make indisputable she got hers first as she sucked me up well and had a very good twat to match that head. I poked her pussy faster with each poking she gave out moans and yelp. I was hitting her and hitting her hard, balls banging against the table and all that.

"Aww.. fuck me punishing ... I going to ... Im goinn ..."

I Speed up my pounding and the loud sounds of ass, pussy, dick and pelvis smacking filled the room. Along with the aroma of sweat and pussy.

"Aww harder Mike ... awwww ... fuck."

As her vagina secreted Thomas More juices, the olfactory property fueled me to comply more with her wishes. I increased my ramming speed and focusing and listened to her moans intently to pretend certainly this adult female squirted all over me.
I pierced my prick in her at lightspeed and felt her pussycat clench on and fasten around my dick, I knew she was about to squeeze out away.

"aawwww ...."she let at a longsighted moan and a pounded until I felt her juices spray my cock.

"Awwww ... mike that was too good."She just collapsed on the table. But my cock was not done. I put my dick back into her folds and kept pumping, my strong cock was throbbing and big ballock tightening. Pleasure filled my hawkshaw as I knew it was time. I pumped away and then pushed my putz all the way up her pussy and climaxed deeply inside of her. I held it there and leaned my head back in ecstasy as I shot out warhead into her vagina and listened to her moan. I left my tool in her for a mo while playing with her ass boldness then pulled my vagina juice and sperm drenched dick out. The miscellany of sex juice dripped of my of putz and leaked on to the kitchen floor. I just sat back on a chair buck defenseless and slowly stroke my limp dick while starring at her ass and glistening pussy as she laid used and slumped over the table. My senses started to come back and I realized that I should own been at the firm to avail Gospel According to John by now. She got up and walked toward me and planted a buss on my lips.

"That was great."she said looking at me with those seductive eyes.

"Yes it was. It was extremely great."I replied back as I stood up and put on my underwear. She found her melanise wet panties and set them on the tabular array, then slipped on her shirt and but on her bra. Watching her wearing apparel was almost as aphrodisiacal as watching her undress as I put on my gasp and tee shirt.

"Here take these and keep on them until next time."she said handing me her panties.

Wow she wants to sleep with again shit how lucky am I.

"Thanks."I said

"Here put your routine in."she said. she handed me her speech sound and I did as she said.

"Ok. Then till next time."She said.

"Ok."I smiled I turned to walk out the kitchen as she was putting her shirt on thinking shit. I cant believe I got a way with this until I heard the front threshold open from the former elbow room and my tenderness dropped. If the suspicion of me being alone with Mrs. LBJ was n't adequate to make whoever our guest was question what went down, the olfaction would definitely let them know about our trivial episode. The kitchen smelled like straight up sex there was no denying it, I mean the smelling was potent. I stood there nervous with her hit it up knickers clinched in my hand and look at Mrs. Johnson who threw her shirt over her school principal and stared back at me with just as a good deal nervousness in her eyes. Then I looked at the kitchen entry way to the life room as I heard the door close. Who could it own been ? Did the dad take a faulting and head back home ? Was it John coming back for me ? Did they suspect me of this character of demeanour and both came back with shotgun in bridge player ? Or was this a big set up ? Fuck this shit I 'm done. My mentation were racing were I started started to hear footsteps walk into the aliveness room and near the kitchen. And I thought who could it be ?


To be continued … Very soon !

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