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Mrs. Romano”Hey Tom”, I heard as I watched the school bus drive off. “what are you up to later?”I turned around to see Mark Romano standing behind me. Mark lived at the end of the street, around the corner from the firehouse. We weren’t really friends, but we got along all right. “Why, what’s up”, I asked. “Do you think that you could help me out with my math homework?”Normally I would have blown him off but Mark had a sister who was a year older than us and after seeing her at the last weekend she had been the subject of more than a few sessions of beating my meat. “I guess that I could come over for a little bit after dinner.””Awesome.”By the time that I had walked to my house I regretted agreeing to help him out, it wasn’t like his sister would even notice me there, let alone pay any attention to a Jr. high school geek such as myself, but a promise was a promise. I did my chores before my Mom got home and after dinner I told her the I was going to Mark’s to help him with his math. I rode my bike up to Marks and parked it beside the garage next to his. Ringing the doorbell I was still kicking myself for agreeing to helping him out when I could be home working on my latest map for next weekend’s D&D game. The door opened and Mark’s mother greeted me. She had long brown hair and a very pretty face, without any conscious thought my eyes drifted down to the white halter top that she wore and the ample amount of cleavage out for display. Damn, she was hot, for an old broad that is, after all she had to be in her thirties at least, maybe even forty. “Hi Tom, come on in.” She said with a grin that let me know that my wandering eyes hadn’t gone unnoticed. “Mark is in his room, first door on the left.” I closed the door behind me and tried unsuccessfully not to stare as she walked back towards the kitchen. The cheeks of her ass were peeking out from the legs of her Daisy Dukes with every step. Okay you perv, I scolded myself, she’s old enough to be your mother. Reluctantly I tore my eyes away and headed for Mark’s room. It was a typical teenage boys room, a mess and smelling faintly like the locker room at school. For the next couple of hours we worked on his homework, it was pre-algebra, which I had taken a couple of years ago so it was pretty easy stuff once you wrapped your brain around it. While we worked we joked about other k**s at school, mostly the surfers since neither of us hung out with that group. Mark was a jock, and I was a nerd. He was on the football team and I was on the chess team. He hung out with the cool k**s and the jocks and I hung out with the rejects who didn’t fit in anywhere else. Really, the only thing that we had in common was our dislike of the surfers who while they tended to be slim and tan and arrogant, they were also stoned pretty much all the time.As I was checking his last paper, pretty sure that he was getting an A for this one thanks to my help I noticed that the wind outside had picked up considerably and with a look out the window we could see that it had started to rain. Typical of central Florida weather, within seconds the rain was falling in sheets that moved down the road with the wind and moments later the house shook with the first bolt of lightning and the boom of thunder. The weather in Florida could be pretty unpredictable and in early September it could be even more so. A storm like this could last twenty minutes or for hours. Fuck, I thought, now I’m stuck here, and his sister wasn’t even going to be home. She had decided to spend the night at her friend Becky’s. As if to confirm my fears, Mark’s mom poked her head into the room and explained, ” The weatherman just broke in on the TV and said that this was going to last most of the night. Tom, I called your Mom and we agreed that you should stay here tonight.””Thank you Mrs. Romano”, I replied thankfully, at least that was what I was going for on the outside, on the inside I was cussing like a sailor. Mark didn’t look too happy about it either but it wasn’t like we had any say in the matter.We moved to the back porch where we could sip on our Kool-Aid and watch the lightning, which was one of the few things that I liked about living down here, still do. I’ve always found the raw power of a thunderstorm exhilarating, Mark on the other hand was trying to play it cool but I could see traces of the fear that he felt with every good strike. Knowing this big tough guy was afraid of thunder storms gave me a little bit of smug satisfaction. Suddenly there was an incredibly bright strike followed immediately by a crack of thunder that rattled the windows, that one was close, we both jumped and then house went dark.”Dude, I’m heading to bed”, Mark croaked getting up from the lounge chair. “My Mom made up the couch for you, see ya in the morning.” He was heading for the door but stopped long enough to thank me for helping him out, and then I was alone on the porch. I stayed a few more minutes and then I too decided to call it a night. As I lay there on the couch in the darkened living room of a strange house I tried to go to sleep but I wasn’t having much luck. I lay there wishing that I could jack off as images of Mark’s mother kept popping into my mind. bursa escort Go to sleep I chastised myself, she’s Mark’s mother for Christ sake. I lay there a while longer and decided to get up and have a cigarette. I’d noticed a half full ashtray on the porch and what the hell, everyone else seemed to be asleep. I went out onto the porch and lit up a Marlboro from the pack that I had stolen from the drunk down the street. I sat there on the wicker love seat lost in the storm while I smoked, so lost that I failed to notice that I was no longer alone. Shit, I’m definitely going to be grounded for this one I thought when I finally noticed Mrs. Romano standing beside me.As if reading my mind she assured me, “Don’t worry, I’m not going to tell your mother.””Thanks”, I stammered just as a flash of lightning lit up the porch. The human brain is a remarkable machine for recording information, in less than a second the image of this hot Italian woman standing there in her white lace teddy was burned into my memory. “Do you mind if I sit with you a bit”, she asked as she lit up her own smoke. The light from her lighter illuminated her face and I couldn’t help but stare, she was very pretty for an old broad. I made room for her on the love seat and she took it. The little wicker couch wasn’t very big and I could soon feel the heat from her body close to my hips and smell the honeysuckle of her shampoo despite the cigarette smoke. “I want to thank you for helping Mark tonight, he may be good on the football field but he isn’t too bright when it comes to schoolwork.” “Everyone has their strengths and their weaknesses”, I answered, knowing deep down it sounded like sappy bullshit, but what could I do sitting here next to his half naked mother. She laughed, evidently it sounded like bullshit to her as well. “You are so full of it.”We finished our smokes and both started to get up. We walked back into the house and as I started to turn towards the living room I suddenly felt her grab my hand. I turned towards her in confusion. This scenario had played out in my head while we sat on the porch but no way could it be what I was hoping it was. She raised a finger to her lips as she pulled me close to her. With her free hand she maneuvered my face towards her until our lips met. She tasted of stale wine and cigarettes and I loved it. As we kissed she leaned her body against mine. I could feel her erect nipples through the flimsy material of her lingerie stabbing into my chest and the heat from her loins penetrated my shorts. I was hard instantly. She broke our kiss and whispered, “follow me honey.” Almost in a trance I let her lead me by the hand down the dark hallway to the room at the end. Her room was dimly lit by a small candle on the nightstand. A large bed with red cotton sheets and at least a dozen small pillows dominated the center of the room. It was very tastefully decorated, not that I was paying any attention to the decor, my eyes were fixed on this sexy older woman who was closing the door behind us. I gently pushed her back against the door and kissed her again. I slid my tongue across her lips and her hot mouth opened to accept it. She pressed back against me and guided us towards the bed. When the backs of my knees met with the mattress she basically pushed me down onto the bed, I half laid, half sat on the bed transfixed as she stepped back and in one slow fluid motion stripped off the top of her frilly white teddy. Inch by inch her tanned and well toned flesh was revealed in the candlelight. She paused for just an agonizing moment, letting me take in the flesh of her belly before continuing. It was as if time stood still as the soft white globes of her breasts were exposed to my anxious gaze. Her dark areola gradually came into view as did the perky buds of her hard nipples. Finally she pulled the flimsy material over her head and posed sexily in front of me topless. I had seen topless women before, in the magazines my dad kept hidden in his toolbox, but these were the real fucking thing and they were wonderful. “Do you like”, she teased, to which I could only nod my head like some kind of retard. She reached down and hooked a thumb under the waistband of the lacy white shorts that matched the top that now lay at the foot of the bed. With the same tortuous slowness she began to pull them down over her hips She wiggled her ass as she slid them off, exposing inch by incredible inch of her flesh. Turning away from me she shook that fine ass as more and more of the pale white cheeks were revealed until finally the material dropped below the crease that separated her ass from her thighs. The crotch of her shorts seemed to cling to the space between her thighs but suddenly popped loose and I could see the brown fur that covered the furrow of her pussy. I almost came in my shorts. She dropped the shorts to pool around her ankles and then stepped out of them before turning to face me again. I sat there in shocked silence as I took in the view of this incredible woman. Her tit’s were like firm oranges beneath that milky white skin and her pussy was covered in brown hair trimmed into a neat vee just inside the tan line of her bikini bottoms. The rest of her bursa escort bayan skin looked silky smooth and perfectly tanned. She moved to the bottom of the bed and climbed up behind me so I twisted until we lay face to face.I leaned in to kiss her again and it was during that kiss that I faced my next conundrum, with all of my fantasizing over the years I thought that I was an expert, but now I didn’t know what to do with my hands. I really wanted to play with those nice titties, but I didn’t want to rush things and spoil the moment by being the timid inexperienced nerd that I was.She seemed to sense my distress and asked,” Tom, are you a virgin?”I was glad for the dim candlelight because I could feel my cheeks burning red. “Yeah.” I waited for her to laugh, or even kick me out of her bed.Instead she smiled sweetly and guided my hand to her breast. “We’re, gonna have a lot of fun. I haven’t had a virgin in a long time.”We kissed again and this time I gently squeezed the pliant flesh of her breast and toyed with her firm nipple. I pinched and pulled on it softly and she sighed. I pulled my mouth away from hers and took one nipple into my mouth, sucking and licking it with my tongue. She sighed again and held my head to her breast. After a few minutes she gently pulled my head from her breast and pushed my onto my back. She rolled on top of me and we kissed again passionately. She began to work her mouth down my neck, alternately kissing and nibbling on my flesh. I’d never even thought of doing that, but now writhing under the sensation I knew I had to add that to my playbook. She continued down to my chest where she kissed and nipped at my nipples. I could not believe how it felt, I had no idea that a boy’s nipples could be that sensitive. And still she continued down, her mouth leaving a trail of hot saliva as it went. I felt her hands working the snap on my shorts, then the zipper. She tugged on the waistband and I lifted my ass to allow her to pull them past my hips. I nearly came when her soft hand wrapped around my cock. She stroked it’s length a couple of times and I could feel my precum dripping onto my belly. Looking down I watched as her tongue lapped up the growing puddle. Holding my shaft she opened her mouth wide and guided the head of my prick inside. The moist heat of her mouth engulfed my cock as she closed her lips around my rod. “Oh my fucking God”, I groaned as sucked me into her throat. I couldn’t believe that I was actually getting a blow job from this sexy woman. I just lay there and watched in awe as she skillfully sucked and licked my dick, at least for the thirty seconds or so before I could feel my nuts tighten. “I’m gonna cum”, I croaked in warning. She took me even deeper into her mouth and began to fondle my balls.That was it, I couldn’t fight it any longer and I exploded into her throat. I swear that I could feel her swallowing with every spurt. Holy shit, my fist had never made me cum like that.After seemingly sucking me dry she moved up the bed and lay with me face to face. I kissed her again, thinking nothing of the fact that I could taste my own cum on her tongue. We lay there for a few minutes while I caught my breath.Idly, I played with her nipples as we lay there, I kissed her again, out tongues exploring every inch of the other’s mouth. I began to do as she had done to me, kissing and nibbling my way down her jawbone and neck. It wasn’t easy not to just rush to my destination but I forced myself to take it slow. I suckled and nipped at one perfect breast and then the other, encouraged by the soft cooing noises that she made. Moving on I relished in the soft tremors my mouth triggered beneath the taut flesh of her belly. Kneeling between her legs I let my tongue blaze a trail across her furry mound. I could smell the musk of her sex as inch by inch I drew closer to my prize. Finally my tongue reached the top of her cleft. I licked and nibbled at her fleshy lips before working my tongue inside. I felt her reach down and spread herself open to me. I pulled my head back and got my first look at the inside of a pussy, it was pink and wet looking. I could make out the small hole where I was hoping to put my still hard prick later and there was something that looked like it was wearing a hood. I ran my tongue up from her hole to the top of her slit, and noticed the small jump that came when I licked across that small hood so I sucked it into my mouth and licked it some more. She didn’t taste like fish at all, kind of a sweet and musty taste that I couldn’t describe other than to say that I as instantly addicted to it. I alternated between working her clit and lapping up the juices that were really starting to flow. Her thighs were now on my shoulders and every now and then would squeeze against my head as she began to gyrate her hips, grinding her succulent pussy against my eager young mouth. Her sweet juices began to flow even more as her legs clamped my head in place and her hands gripped the back of my skull. I’d never seen a woman orgasm before and for a moment I began to worry that she was having some kind of seizure, but her cries of pleasure assured me that this was a good thing.Suddenly, she pushed escort bursa my head away from her. “No more, please no more”, she gasped. “Are you sure that you haven’t done that before?”With a huge shit eating grin on my pussy juice covered face, ” I guess I’m a fast learner.””I’ll say.”I moved back up over her, stopping to kiss her belly and each of her nipples along the way. We locked into another deep kiss with me now laying on top of her. My raging hard on was trapped between us, the wet heat of her sex steaming my balls. She pushed me up just enough to reach between us and grab my shaft. With practiced ease she guided the tip to the entrance of her hole. I felt the head of my prick ease into her, the velvet like walls of her canal were gripping my helmet and sucking me in. Instinct took over and I pushed in to the hilt. God damn I was finally getting laid! Slowly I pulled back out, the feel of her wet canal sliding against my dick was incredible. “That’s it honey”, she cooed. “a little faster.”I picked up my pace but knew that I wasn’t going to last much longer. The sensations of her tight pussy gripping and milking my cock, the squishing noise her pussy made as I pumped in and out of her combined with the scent of our coupling to overcome any semblance of self control that I had left.She must have known this too. “That’s it sweety, go ahead and cum inside me, you’ll last longer the next time.That did it, knowing that there would be another shot at her sweet pussy broke down the last of my resistance and with one last powerful thrust I buried my cock into her as far as it would go and flooded her womb with my seed. I swear that every muscle in my body clenched with each spurt, until exhausted and breathless I collapsed on top of her. “Holy shit”, I gasped as I tried to recover.After a couple of minutes she rolled us over with her now on top, my cock was still hard deep in her pussy. Now straddling my hips she began to rock back and forth, grinding her crotch against mine. Her boobs swung in lazy circles hypnotically. I reached up with both hands and played with her nipples as she rode my cock. She rode me like this for a few minutes while I looked up at this goddess of human pleasure, candlelight flickering off the sheen of sweat that by now soaked us both, her dark hair framing that beautiful face which glowed with pleasure. I knew at that moment that while men might be the stronger of the sexes but women, with that mighty weapon between their thighs would always be the more powerful. At that moment she could have asked me for anything and I would have scoured the earth to give it to her.She must have sensed me getting close again because she climbed off of me and bent over at the waist, her milky white ass up in the air. The cool air wrapped my dick in disappointment at the sudden loss of contact with her hot box. It only took a second for me to realize what she wanted and I climbed up onto my knees behind her. Grabbing my shaft I guided it back into her hot honeypot. The brief lack of contact suppressed the urge to cum and I was able to fuck her doggy style with strong strokes. The room echoed with the sound of my balls slapping against her lips. This new angle of penetration was different, I could feel areas of her tight canal that I hadn’t before and I liked it. A lot. Evidently, so did she. The slapping of our flesh was soon joined by groans of pleasure and I could feel the velvety walls of her pussy begin to contract, milking my cock like a thousand little gloved hands. “Fuck me honey”, she cried. “You’re making my cunt feel so good.”Holding onto her hips I slammed my dick into her even harder, determined to make her cum again before I shot my load. I could see her clawing at the sheets as her orgasm built and I started silently reciting creatures from the Monster Manual in an attempt to stem the tide of my own eruption. My efforts were rewarded as I saw and felt her body tighten up and shake as she came, her screams were muffled by the pillow where she had buried her face and her pussy squeezed my dick almost painfully. It was only seconds later that my own release would no longer be denied and with one last mighty thrust my cock erupted, flooding her cunt with another load of scalding jism.We lay there for a while, me on my back and her cuddled up against my side with her head resting on my chest. Basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking a part of me wanted to tell her that I loved her, and at that moment I truly did, but the logical side of me knew that what had transpired was what it was, just hot steamy sex. We would never, no, could never, be a couple. It made me a little sad accepting this truth, but for now I had this lovely creature in my arms and I was going to enjoy it while it lasted.”I could lay here in your arms all night,” she sighed.”But it might not go too well if Mark found us like this in the morning”, I finished for her.”No, it wouldn’t.”We lay there a few minutes more and then got up and reluctantly put our clothes back on. This time she pulled a thin robe over her before we went back out to the porch for a last cigarette. The storm had died out as we sat there in silence, my arm around her shoulder. With one last kiss after our smokes were put out she got up and left for her room and I reclaimed my place on the couch. Despite the strange surroundings, I fell to sleep almost immediately with a big shit eating grin on my face.

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