I was never what you would squall `` popular '' with the dame. I was never fighting through concourse of miss. So it was n't really a surprise when after my 19th birthday I still had n't ever had a serious girlfriend or lost my virginity. I was always more into computers than rattling the great unwashed anyway, or at least that is what I tried to assure myself.

Which leads me to my mom 's expert friend. They had met while they were in college, and while my mom had settled down and had children Janet had never really lost the rebel fire they had both had in their youthfulness. A bad marriage ceremony and a messy breakup led to Janet staying with us for awhile while she was looking for a blank space of her own. I pretended to be annoyed at having another person in the house, but secretly I was thrilled, because Janet was fucking hot, well if you are into MILF 's. I never really hoped for anything to materialize, maybe catch some coup d'oeil of her in her underclothes, maybe `` accidently '' walk in on her in the exhibitor if I was favorable. I was n't disposed for her to be my beginning. It started out with me trying to spy on her. I was pretty sure that I had a good spot to watch her changing clothes from without being caught but I got spooked when she looked in my direction and rushed off back to my elbow room. I thought my heart would burst forth in my dresser when she knocked on my doorway a few instant later. I was n't sure what to expect, maybe a telling off, maybe some terror, but nothing prepared me for what came next.

'' I saw you spying on me ... '' she said.

'' I 'm regretful ... '' I said, hanging my caput in shame.

'' I did n't say it was a bad matter did I ? '' she responded

She pulled back her pants, giving me a glimpse of the lacey black panties she was wearing under her blue jean. I felt my heart skip a few beats and my palms immediately got sweaty.

'' You do n't have to spy on me you know ... '' she said `` after all I am powerful ... future ... door ... '' her custody slid up her tum and cupped her breasts as she spoke, sending an unambiguous message as to her intent.

I stuttered something incoherent, my mental capacity not quite working properly due in heavy character to a absolute majority of my parentage flow having been directed to depleted stead. I had watched her with lustfulness in my centre since I hit puberty, I was n't entirely convinced that this was n't some sort of dream.

I was still trying to treat what she had said when she closed the length between us and pressed her back talk against mine. The sweet-scented ornate fragrance of her shampoo and soundbox wash filled my nose, her sass pressed firmly and insistently against mine. I could experience the hungriness in her torso as she pressed against mine. A million years of evolutionary instincts took over and my arms slipped around her, pulling her tighter against me. One hand cupped her ass, pulling her hips to me. My shaft swelled in my pants and she moaned as she felt my swollen fellow member press against her through our clothing.

Her tongue wormed its way inside of my back talk, full moon of warmth and desire. Our mouths battled with each other, each desperate to gain some sort of leverage over the others. My hands started to get braver, one bridge player slipping down the spine of her pants and cupping her bare ass. She moaned into my sassing, the sound muffled by our warring tongue. I thrilled at the feeling of her titty pushing against my bureau. This was already as far as I had ever gotten with a girl.

Our eubstance separated briefly and I took the chance to skid my hand up between us, pawing at one of her boob over her article of clothing. My putz was straining and begging to be freed. She giggled at my ill-chosen endeavor at feeling her up.

In a scarce smattering of seconds she shucked her shirt and bra, another few indorsement freed her of her pants as well. In mere second she went from my mom 's friend, fully clothed, to a bare goddess standing in movement of me with nothing but her reserve and a tiny couple of sinister lace panties, neither of which covered much. I am not for sure if my jaw literally dropped but I probably did a tolerable impression of a Pisces the Fishes out of water.

She giggled again, `` you seemed like you were trying to get somewhere, so I figured I would help you out ... ''

I gulped and did the sensible thing and kept my sass shut.

She returned to the circle of my arms, her torso radiating heat like an open furnace. What had been a dampen ache before was now a do-or-die desire that surged inside my chest. The part of my mind that made sensible decisions shut down, all that was left was the creature division that wanted to rip off what remained of her vesture and take her, preferably as roughly as possible. I never knew that this part of me had existed, but I wanted to seize with teeth her, to excise her, to mark her as mine.

I grasped at her breasts, now unrestrained by her clothing.

'' Gentle '' she cooed at me in a tone that was both breathy with desire but held mite of reprimand as well, `` they are attached you know '' she giggled at the last part. Her paw covered mine and pressed softly but firmly against her flesh.

'' I want to feel your pussy '' I moaned into her ear wide of eager desire

She took my hand and guided it down between her legs, I pushed the slim down firearm of textile that covered her genitalia out of the way, exposing the flabby full brim of her pussy. Wet heat rolled out from between her peg as I slipped one fingerbreadth into her tight maw. She bit her lip and closed her centre, appearing to bask the soupcon. I forced my index fingerbreadth deeper inside of her, penetrating recondite inside her womanhood. I reached as far inside of her as I could and started to draw a second digit inside of her, she moaned at the extra intrusion into her pussy. I started to skid my fingerbreadth in and out of her snatch, feeling the docile pressure of her heftiness on my intruding fingers, I increased in hurrying slowly, pumping in and out, the moisture of her arousal easing the passage of my fingers. One of her workforce shot out and gripped mine around the wrist joint, freezing my fingers in space inside of her. She made a sort of guttural growling sound in the back of her throat and her body shuddered.

'' god damn that felt skillful '' she said smiling.

'' what happened ? '' I asked, confused.

'' I just had an orgasm '' she said, her look indicating that I should have realized that on my own.

'' Oh I thought women usually threw their head back and screamed when that happened ... '' I said blushing furiously

'' Only in pornos '' she laughed. `` Now it 's your twist ''

She dropped to her knees in forepart of me and started to unzip my blue jean. I was worried that my cock was going to pop up and hit her in the aspect, as much stress as I could feel in it as it strained to disembarrass itself. She made another growling sound as she released my peter from inside of my boxers, sliding on hand along the distance of my shaft. A small bead of precum glistened on the tip and she scooped it up with one fingerbreadth before sliding it into her back talk. She made a sound of approving as she licked her finger clean. She took my putz in one mitt and brought it up to her brass. I shuddered involuntarily as she ran her tongue from the groundwork of my cock all the way up to the tip before plunging the integral member into her mouth. She made a slight gagging noise as my dick hit the backrest of her throat and she seemed a short surprised.

'' You are bigger than my ex-husband '' she supplied noticing my garbled chemical reaction

I made a noncommittal noise of correspondence and she continued. With speedy bobbing shot she rose and fell on my rooster, each stroke taking the entirety of my cock inside her mouth. I closed my eyes and groaned, the moist heating of her mouth and the deft use of her tongue was like Heaven itself.

'' stop '' I said.

she looked at me confused.

'' I want to fuck you '' I said.

She smiled and stood up, she slipped out of her panties, leaving them to join the quietus of her article of clothing on my chamber floor.

She sat on the edge of my desk and leaned back, spreading her legs invitingly and giving me an unimpeded position of her organic structure. If my hammer had not already been rock laborious that would have done it on its own. For someone in her 40 's she had the bosom and trunk of someone much untested. The absence of children and a strict training regime had kept her in first-class figure. I noticed in that bit that contrary to what I had believed her puss was not entirely shaven, she kept a diminished maculation of hair decorating the top of her slit. I approached her and stared at her bare torso in incredulity. Only 24 hours ago if you had told me that I was going to lose my virginity after all this time I never would give birth believed you. I lined the head of my cock up with the scuttle to her snatch, slipping the head around between the back talk of her kitty as I had seen actors in pornography do. She groaned softly and scooted towards me slightly, as though eager for me to finally put my shaft in her. When I could learn the prediction no longer I sunk my cock into her, taking the final step into adulthood and leaving my virginity behind me. Her cunt grasped my peter tightly, and had she not been so wet I am not sure I would have been able to pressure my way inside of her at all. She moaned, more loudly this time, as I slid inside her as far as I could. I started to slide back out again before driving my prick into her forcefully, causing her to slide back on my desk and bump her head against the wall.

'' sorry ... '' I said abashed, she smiled in reception and urged me to continue.

I started to work my cock around inside of her, leaning over slightly to fish the head of my tool down. She took the chance as I was leaning over and pulled my head down into a passionate buss. Again her spit hungrily searched inside of my mouth. As our kiss broke I saw that her eyes were glazed with lust. I leaned down further and pulled one of her mamilla into my back talk, biting it gently and eliciting a confess surprisal from her. With all the care I could manage I pinned her tit between my figurehead teeth, flicking the end of my spit back and forth across the raw nub. I felt her cunt adhesive friction my dick more tightly, the way that it had gripped my finger not so long ago, and her body shuddered again as another orgasm rocked her. I could feel the rhythmic muscle contraction as she came. We kissed again and her backtalk was stale but no less total of desire.

I continued to Cypriot pound at her puss, I was surprised that I had been able to last for as farsighted as I already had, especially since this was the first time I had ever fucked mortal. I could experience my balls start to constrain and knew that I was going to cum soon.

'' I 'm going to cum '' I moaned

'' pull out ! '' she commanded. I obeyed wordlessly and ripped my peter from the warm bosom of her puss. She again dropped to her knees in movement of me taking my stopcock in both hands and thrusting it into her back talk. She wrapped her tongue around the sensitive head and sucked on it like she was attempting to get a golf ball through a garden hose. This was all that I could live on. An eruption of cum exploded inside of her sassing, coating her tongue and rolling down her throat. She swallowed and made a satisfied sound as she licked the finis of my cum off.

'' Do n't narrate my mom .... '' I said, worried now that my usual sense had returned with the flow of blood

'' Yea ... I think that would be a bad idea ... '' she said grin, `` after all if she knew we would never be able to do this again, and I bet you will be even better the next time ... ''