My Girlfriend’s Mom

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I dropped by Marsha’s early on a Saturday afternoon to hang out before we went to the drive-in. As usual, I walked in without knocking, calling out my entry, “Hi, Marsha. Hi, Mrs. D.”Passing through the kitchen I was entering the living room when I heard Marsha’s mom reply from her bedroom, “Marsha had to work a short shift this afternoon. Somebody didn’t show up. She’ll get off at 5.” Well, crap, that shot the hell out of hanging out with her. My two buddies were off doing other things with their families and I was stuck on a Saturday afternoon with nothing to do. Guess I could go down to the Krystal and kill some time there.I’d just turned to leave when Mrs. D came out of her bedroom looking like I’d never seen her look before. She was in her late thirties, I guess, a little shorter than me, maybe 5’5”, with short blond hair and an okay body considering her age. Usually, she was in a loose T-shirt or sweatshirt with jeans or mid-thigh shorts, nothing that was remotely sexy and certainly nothing that showed her off like what she was wearing then. No way would she have ever allowed Marsha to leave the house dressed like that.She was wearing a pair of thin, white-hot pants that appeared to be showing the contours of her pussy lips, and a pale yellow T-shirt that was cut off just below her breasts. I swear I could see the bumps of her nipples, something I’d never seen on her before. As she walked past me into the kitchen, my eyes settled on her butt as it wiggled along behind her. Geez, no panty lines and was that a hint of pink under the cloth? OK, this is my girlfriend’s mom, but my dick was beginning to stir.She waved toward the couch and said, “Have a seat. No sense going back out into the heat. You want a beer?”In a bit of a daze, I sat down at one end of the couch and replied, “Sure.” I heard two glass bottles uncapped and she walked back in with a pair of Buds.Handing me one, she sat hers on the coffee table as she said, “It’s too quiet in here.” Across the room, she bent at the waist as she turned on the stereo and slipped in an eight-track.  That gave me a great view of her butt, complete with another angle on her pussy lips, and beylikdüzü escort leaving no doubt that she was bra-less under that T-shirt. She came back over as Three Dog Night’s “Easy to be Hard” began, grabbed her beer and plopped down on the couch, left leg on the couch and right one on the floor, facing me.“It is so damned hot outside. I don’t know how you kids drive around with no air conditioners in your cars, let alone sit still at a movie for hours. Guess that’s why y’all have me buy you beer before you go,” she laughed.“Yes, ma’am, it does help keep us cool,” was the only reply I could think of. To say I was in shock was an understatement. Part of me wanted to leave and part of me wanted to jump her bones. Something about the way she was turned, sitting, looking at me, and talking screamed something at me, but I was in total denial of what it was because what if I were wrong?“Bullshit.” She took a long swig of her beer, then leveled her gaze at me. “You think I don’t know what you’re doing with my daughter on those nights,” she asked, pointing her beer at me. “You think I’m some stupid old woman who doesn’t have a clue? How the hell do you think Marsha came to be?” Another long swig and stared at me as she waited for a response.Holy fuck, how was I supposed to reply to that? Yes, ma’am, your daughter and I get drunk and fuck our brains out? Not hardly, but denial would be totally foolish and might piss her off. She didn’t seem pissed off, yet just very direct and to the point. I took a long pull on my bottle, buying time while my head scrambled for something to say.My face must have been red as a beet because I could feel the burn. Her expression softened somewhat, but she remained silent. I thought I detected a flicker of smile in her eyes. She’s having fun with this, I thought. Realizing she wasn’t borderline pissed off allowed me to relax a bit. Another swig and I replied, “Yes, ma’am, we have, but we’re always real careful. I wear a rubber.” Dear God, it sounded good in my head, but totally lame when it came out.She took a final long swig and sat her empty bottle on the coffee table. I tried bahcesehir escort bayan to catch up. She looked at me real serious, curious actually, and asked, “Just what do you two do?” I almost choked.“Do?” I asked.“Yes, what do you two do? Give me details.” It was totally weird, but my dick was stirring so I shifted position on the couch, turning toward her slightly to sit similar to her. That would allow my stiffening to be better concealed, at least for a while. I noticed her nipples were now quite prominent poking against the fabric of her T-shirt.“Well, we go to the Arcade drive-in and park in the back row. They have a guy who patrols the area, but he doesn’t do his job very well. Only messes with folks out of their cars causing trouble. We usually have a beer, and make out a bit until everyone has settled down on their concession stand trips and are focused on the movie. Then we crawl into the back seat.” I had to stop for another swig which finished my bottle.She asked if I wanted another and I nodded. When she got up, I glanced at her crotch and swore I saw a wet spot between her legs. I also thought I caught a whiff of wet pussy as she passed by, brushing my left leg that was still on the floor. I checked where she was sitting, but the dark fabric of the couch revealed nothing. Returning, she handed me my bottle and resumed her place on the couch, but was a little closer, our legs almost touching. My dick stiffened more.Handing myself totally over to the weirdness of it all, I pressed forward with the description. “We start out with me kissing her neck all over, running my tongue over it and nipping below her ears with my teeth. She really likes that. She has her fingers in my hair and pushes her body against mine. When she’s breathing hard, I start to unbutton her blouse and she pushes my head down to her tits. I get her blouse off, then her bra and start sucking on her nipples.” My eyes involuntarily dropped to Mrs. D’s nipples, then I caught myself and looked back up. Geez, there was a hint of lust in her eyes, just like I’d seen in her daughter’s. By now my dick was hard as a rock and I escort bayan beylikdüzü know it had to be lifting the cloth of my pants. Another pull on the beer and I continued.“I lay her down onto the seat where I’d been sitting, turning and sliding to the floorboard. She pulls my shirt off and I lay on the seat next to her kissing while we feel our skin against each other for a while. Then she moves to lay on her back and I’m on the edge of the seat. I slide my hand down the front of her pants and if they are loose enough, I start fingering her pussy.”“And if they aren’t?” She was becoming breathless.“Then I undo them and pull them and her panties off. When her pants come off, mine do too. I kiss and lick all over her tits. She especially likes that on their sides. Whichever tit has my mouth, the other is getting my hand unless it’s between her legs. When she’s ready she pushes my head down between her legs and I eat her out.” I know I saw a shiver run through Mrs. D when I said that. “I lick her clit and finger her with a couple of fingers until she cums. Sometimes she will hold my head down and I’ll keep on until she cums some more.”Mrs. D’s eyes widened at that. “How many times does she cum?”“Three, four, five, I’ve never counted. I just enjoy the taste, smell, feel, and sounds of it until she stops me by pulling my head up. She usually gets so wet my seat is soaked. Luckily, it’s vinyl and doesn’t stain. Then we kiss a lot and roll around until I’m lying on my back and she goes down on me for a while. She gets a rubber out of the armrest compartment and puts it on when she’s ready to … fuck.” I hesitated on that word but decided what the hell. Mrs. D gave another shiver. There was no doubt now, I could smell pussy. Another swig of beer wet my whistle.“We move around so she’s on her back again. She spreads her legs and pulls her knees up. I get between her and start kissing her as she puts my dick into her. Sometimes I ease in slowly to tease her, and we go at it slowly for a long time. Sometimes I ram it in as hard as I can and we fuck like rabbits until I cum. Either way, she always cums while we’re fucking. Then she takes the rubber off and ties a knot in it so it doesn’t spill. Some nights we fuck a few times, sometimes just once is enough. Your daughter’s hot, Mrs. D.” I have no idea where that last bit came from other than the smell of Mrs. D’s pussy in my nose and the raging boner that was threatening to rip through my pants.

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