How I fucked my friend's mom

I want to tell you a story that happened to me three years ago and is still going on. At that moment, I had just turned 18 years old. With girls, things were not very good: for all my life, there was only one girl, and in that case, only a few times came to kiss. In short, I was not experienced, although I was actively engaged in sports and had, accordingly, a beautiful, pumped-up body.

It all started when I came to John, my best friend, after school to play PlayStation. I went to John's house very often, and, it should be admitted, the reason for that was his mom, Mrs. Jessica Smith. She was a wonderful woman, with thick, long dark hair, a beautiful face, a height of about 160, an amazing juicy ass and the most beautiful breasts, no less than the third size. In short, she was the woman who was boldly called a milf. She was only 36 years old then, but she looked much younger. She gave birth to John when she was only 18 years old. Her husband, Jack, divorced long ago, but, as I understand, male attention to her is enough with a head. What is there to say? I was in love with her when I first began to race bald. More than anything, I dreamed of fucking her someday. In fact, every day, I jerked off to her pictures.

In short, I tried to get to John's house at every opportunity to see Mrs. Smith. I practically lived with him. Jessica always treated me very kindly. It was easy for me to talk to her as if she were not my friend's mother.

The incident happened at the end of May. The month was surprisingly hot. I came to my friend's house unannounced. Jessica opened the door. I was just stunned by her appearance: short athletic shorts and a tight top, which emphasized her juicy forms. Her hair was tied up in a bundle, exposing her long neck. Oh, how many times I dreamed of kissing her there.

"Hello, Mrs. Smith. Is John home?"

"Hi, Peter. No, he went to the store; I sent him shopping. Come in. You can wait for him inside."

Sure, I agreed. I was even glad to spend a few minutes in the company of this charming woman. She went into the kitchen, and I followed her. The sight of her walking ass made my underpants feel tight.

Jessica stood at the stove, where something was cooking, and I, as if mesmerized, continued to stare at her ass.

"Can you help me? Get the pasta from that shelf over there."

Her request brought me out of my trance. It was only then that I realized the catastrophic nature of the situation. My penis was almost fully erect. I was wearing shorts and a T-shirt that didn't cover anything. It is worth mentioning that I am the owner of a massive penis with a length of 22 centimetres and a thickness of almost 6. Many would say that I am lucky, but such a horse size has its own inconveniences; namely: it is nearly impossible to hide the erection; when the dick stands up, and I am wearing clothes, it hurts me a lot because it does not have enough space. Besides, at that time, I was apprehensive about hurting girls with it, and I had no experience in sex yet. Still, I won't lie; I'm proud of my horse's dignity.

But back to the subject at hand. I'm standing here with my cock half erect, furiously thrusting out. I need to help; there's no hope of hiding the boner. After thinking about it for a second, I thought fuck it, let her admire my beauty. I stood next to her and took out the pasta. Turning to Jessica, I noticed she was looking at the massive bump in my pants. For some reason, it became very embarrassing.

"Thank you, Peter," Jessica said quietly and turned away.

I immediately sat down at the table and grabbed some pillows to cover myself. But then the following happened. Jessica dropped the knife and began to bend over slowly to pick it up, presenting me with her entire firm ass. She stood in that position for a few seconds. It was too much for my cock; my erection instantly became maximum, and I almost cum right in my underpants.

"You don't have to hide your boner; it's perfectly normal."

The words made me cringe as much as possible. Jessica turned around and looked at me, biting her lip.

"I'm glad that I'm making you horny," she said.

I couldn't utter a word. So unexpected were those words. I removed the pillow from my bursting penis. Jessica looked at it, smiled, and turned away. I sat there for a few more minutes, not realizing what had happened.

Okay, I think, since it's normal, I'll go to the bathroom and jerk to make the erection go away. I wanted to tell Jessica, but I didn't have the courage. I stood up. My dick was still hard. I wanted Jessica to look at it, but she was busy cooking, or at least I thought she was.

When I exited the bathroom ten minutes later, John had already gone home. Of course, I didn't tell him anything.

I couldn't get it out of my head for the next week. I wanted to be alone with Jessica, but John did not give me the opportunity. One day, he told me that he was going out with a girl today. I was glad because it meant that Jessica would be home alone. I had to think of a reason to get to his house, but after thinking for a while, I decided to go ahead.

I walked up to his house and stood at the door in surprise. Loud female moans were coming from the door. It wasn't surprising, though. Fuck, I wanted to be in the shoes of whoever was fucking her right now. After standing by the door for a while and listening to those beautiful sounds, I decided to wait until the process was over and her fucker was gone. Somehow, I was sure it would be very soon. And yes, I was not mistaken; literally in 5 minutes, the moaning (unfortunately) stopped, and in about 15 minutes, some fat man came out of the apartment. I don't know what she found in him, but it's probably her boss. With her data, you can get any man to have sex with her. So, after waiting a few more minutes, I knocked on the door. It opened almost immediately. And, oh, my God, it was the sexiest sight I'd ever seen. Jessica stood there in just her panties and a lacy translucent bra. Her hair was loose and a little messy. What can I say? My dick was instantly hard.

"Peter?" She was surprised, blushing; "What are you doing here?"

It was said a little harshly. But literally, immediately, she changed her tone, mastering herself.

"You must be at John's; he's not home," she said.

"No, Mrs. Smith, I'm here to see you!"

Her eyes stared at the bump on my pants. I guessed she understood: I could hear the sounds of her lovemaking.

"To me?" She asked a little stammeringly, still staring at my dignity.

"Yes, to see you," I said, entering the house and closing the door.

I wondered what the question was. Jessica had already gained control of herself.

I wanted to tell her that I wanted to put her in the glands right here and now, but I did not. Instead, I just said:

"I want to talk to you."

"About what?"

"About sex," I blurted out, not realizing what I'd said.

I could tell by Jessica's eyes that she was as stunned as I was.

"About sex?"

Her breathing quickened, and I could feel her getting aroused.

"Yes," I realized this was my chance, and I needed to go all in, "I want to fuck you."

She was clearly out of breath. I expected her to slap me, but instead, she suddenly smiled and said:

"You know, Peter, I noticed it a long time ago," she said and looked at my cock again, "it's hard not to notice," she added.

"You are a wonderful woman," I said and walked a few steps closer to her. Everything was boiling inside; I didn't realize what I was doing.

"Really? I'm much older than you."

"So what, you're hotter than any girl in the world," I said and walked up some more.

She wouldn't budge.

"I'm your friend's mom; that's not right," she said, slowly moving away.

"I don't care," I blurted out, jumping to cover the meter separating us.

I pulled her arms around me and started kissing her on the lips. She resisted for a while, but it didn't last long. I kept kissing her, and she kept kissing me back. I felt her hands go under my t-shirt and run over my muscles. I did the same to her breasts in return. God, she's so fucking hot. Big and soft, how long I'd been waiting for this. Suddenly Jessica grabbed my cock, and I felt her gasp.

"Oh my God," she said.

"What?" I asked, waving her off a little.

Instead of answering, she knelt down and deftly unzipped my fly. A moment later, she pulled my underpants and panties down to the floor. My 22-centimetre dick, in almost full force, slapped her in the face.

"That's quite a dick you've got there," she shouted, clearly fucked up. I liked the delighted look on her face.

"22 centimeters."

"Fuck, I've never had such a big one before," Jessica was genuinely surprised, "How many girls have you fucked with it?"

That question embarrassed me. It isn't very comfortable to admit that you're a virgin.

"Not one yet," I answered.

"Come on! You're still a virgin? With a machine like that?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, now we'll fix it," with these words, Jessica put her lips around the head of my cock.

She sucked it divinely. From the intense excitement, I cum in just three minutes, and a powerful charge of semen flew directly into her mouth. She swallowed every drop.

"You should have warned me that you had such a load; I almost choked," she said admiringly. I felt like a sexual giant.

"I didn't know."

"You're long and thick, like a jackpot; it barely fit in my mouth," she said and started sucking my now slightly flaccid cock again. After a couple minutes, it was standing at full erection.

"You're quick to reload."

From friends' stories and porn stories, I knew what to do. I bent down and undressed her, kissing her entire body. I covered every inch of her velvet-soft skin with kisses, going lower and lower. Jessica moaned softly. Slowly, we moved to the bed. I stood from her panties: they were soaked through.

"And you are flowing profusely," I said to her and began to kiss her pussy.

I had waited so long for this. As I ran my tongue over her labia, she clamped her legs over my head and moaned like a real slut.

My cock was exploding.

"Sasha, fuck me, fuck me, please."

Well, you don't have to ask twice. I reached into my pocket for the condoms I had bought, just in case.

I positioned my dick near her cunt and began to enter her.

"Careful, you'll tear me up," she commanded.

I went in. God, it felt so good. She's got an authentic oven inside her.

"Stop, Peter, lie on your back, I'll do it myself."

I obediently lay down, and she rode me. I knew this position was called horsewoman.

Jessica began to slowly sit down on my dick. What a beautiful sight it is to watch a woman saddle you.

"Oh, God, it's so big, yes, yes."

She slowly moved up and down on me. I knew her pussy had to get used to my size.

"I'm gonna fuck you all the time," she told me.

In about five minutes, she was riding my worst for wear. She was moaning. The whole street could hear it. We changed positions, and now I was fucking her myself. That's when I went all out. I fucked her as hard as I could.

"Fuck, fuck, son, fuck your whore."

After about 5 minutes, I came inside her.

We both collapsed.

"Jessica, you're fucking amazing," I told her, kissing her.

"It was the best sex of my life," she told me.

"Did it hurt?"

"Yeah, but only at first. You're gonna fuck my pussy with your dick;"

"Do you only like me because of my dick?" That thought made me uncomfortable.

"No, of course not. Don't be silly. I've been wanting to fuck you for a long time. You're a very handsome guy."

Well, that's just the way it is, I thought.

So there we were, lying there talking, just like a couple. It was easy for me to speak to her. About ten minutes later, when my dick was up again, I fucked her on the kitchen table and then a third time in the shower. The story didn't end there. After that incident, we fucked every time we had the chance to this day. Of course, I had other girls, but with none of them, I felt such sensations as with her. John never found out about it: he entered the Uni, and his home appears rarely, but I visit his mother almost daily. And even though we have a vast age difference, she taught me everything. We are thinking about how to announce to John about us and move in together, and I also want to propose to her.