Where it happened: At home
Langauge: english
Sex: Male
Rating: 4
Category: Straight
I had cycled home from school one day and was home alone because my parents both worked late and my brother was at friends house.
One of my mothers friends knocked on the door and asked if my mum was home. “No she’s at work” I said.
The lady who’s name was Linda was acting kind of funny. She was dressed in a black corporate type suit with a mid thigh skirt and a white blouse which had too many buttons undone. I think she had been drinking.
She said “Your mother is fucking my husband, and I want to talk to the bitch”.
I was shocked , this was information overload for me. I couldn’t say anything and I just stood there looking at her tits.
“Are you looking at my tits” she said. “I suppose you want to fuck me too, it probably runs in the family”
She stepped towards me and grabbed my cock through my school shorts. “You are a big boy now aren’t you, since your mother has taken something from me I think I’ll take something of hers”
She started kissing me very sloppily with her mouth open. At first I was revolted but my hormones were raging and I responded be grabbing her bum. “That’s it, your about to get some pussy so just relax and enjoy it”
We went to my room and I slipped my hand under her skirt, her panties were soaked and I pushed a finger underneath them to get to her slit.
She hoisted up her skirt and tore down her panties. “I want you to fuck me hard” she said.
Her pussy looked big and swollen and my cock just slid in easily. I couldn’t believe her language and I pumped into her. “fuck me hard you son of a bitch!” “fuck it harder!” “fuck my cunt with your cock!” I lasted about 30 seconds then exploded into her. “keep going you bastard” she said. I kept pumping until my cock went soft and plopped out of her wet pussy then she started masturbating herself while she was staring at me. After a couple more minutes she came and I watched my semen getting squeezed back out of her cunt and dribble down onto my bed.
She dressed and left without saying a word.
Later that night my mum came to my bedroom while I was doing my homework. “Is it true, what Linda told me” she said “yes” I replied. Mum started to cry “I’m sorry honey, that you got involved, can you please not tell Dad”
Mum and I kept the secret until my Dad died.
The funny thing was that Mum and Linda continued to be friends after this – I could never figure that one out.
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