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ONE
With all the weirdness that went on I didn't really think about the deal with Jenny until later. The details I got right away, but why couldn't she get in touch herself? I was worried she knew everything about how much I'd fantasized about her, and still did.
That Saturday it all seemed innocent enough, and it wasn't until 30 minutes or so after I met Jenny again, when she had my dick in her mouth, that I realized something else was going on, and maybe I'd been really naïve.
TWO
Saturday came. I was on a high from Amy and the idea of sex work, and did my exercises when I woke up and went over my body in the mirror. I had to go and meet Jenny on the beach, and I was all amped up because of that, nervous but excited. I almost jerked off in the morning to steady my nerves, but then thought better of it, remembering what Amy said about performance and recovery, about letting the energy build up so I could control its release. It sounded like bullshit, but she sure knew a lot about fucking.
THREE
It was a good day for the beach, and I stopped by the store on the cycle over. I wasn't going to surf, just hang out and work on my tan – get myself in peak condition for the first job. I wanted the money.
I got a bag of ice and a six-pack, some water, and found the guys by the volleyball nets, all set up to keep an eye on the waves. It was an easy crowd, and we had some beers, smoked some weed, threw a ball around and bullshitted about the week and weekend. I kept an eye on the time, and after 11:00 made sure I stayed nearby and looked around for Jenny, worried that I'd miss her.
I didn't need to worry. She came along with a big sunhat, dressed up a bikini and sarong, and the latter she took off and put down on the sand, then started stretching and posing just a few yards away from us. I could tell the other guys were getting curious too, and she was making no move to come closer, so I picked up the ball and lobbed it over at her, landing at her feet. She picked it up and saw me, smiled, and we both walked a few steps and met in the middle.
"Long time no see," she said.
"You look good."
She laughed.
"That's the first thing in your head – how I look? Well, thanks. You look good too."
She put a hand out and touched my shoulder, gave it a squeeze.
"Grown up into man. I like it."
I offered her a beer, and while I was at the cooler a guy called Andy took my place. When I came back he was hitting on Jenny, and she was getting into it, putting a hand on his chest. She was already cheating on her husband, I knew it, and I was pissed that it was no doubt with some dude-bro like Andy who just wanted sex, but then wasn't that what she wanted, and me too?
I gave her the beer, and she took it, was jerking off the neck of the bottle between sips, smiling when she saw me notice.
"Was just telling Andy here we used to be neighbors, back in the day. That you used to clean our pool. Real nice to see you again. I live over there," she turned and pointed, "top floor of that red building. Come over some time and we can catch up, get a bite, and you can fill me in."
She finished the beer, said thanks and handed me the bottle, then left.
"Your old neighbor's hot," said Andy. "You ever try and fuck her?"
It felt strange to hear him talking about my stepmom like that. I'd seen her sucking and fucking, but that was all fantasy stuff, on video or in memory, not flesh and ***** and now, and here she was, or there she'd been, tight body in a bikini and being all flirtatious, pointing out her home and asking me to hang out.
She was walking away and Andy and I were looking at her legs and ass when I saw she'd forgotten her hat. I raced to get it before he noticed, then turned back and said I'd maybe see him later.
"Give her one for me," said Andy.
I smiled to myself, and wondered if she'd give me a hug, so that I could feel her tits up against me.
FOUR
I walked back along the beach and kept my eye on the building she had pointed out, and when I got to the road it wasn't hard to find the door, not far from where I locked my bike. There was a row of buzzers and names, and I pressed the right one and waited. No answer, so I pressed again. She got it.
"Hey, Jenny, you forgot your hat."
"OK, kid, just wait a moment, let me get something on."
She was gone a long time, so I pressed the buzzer again.
"Top floor apartment, some Chinese writing on the door."
She buzzed me in, and I took the elevator to the top floor, rearranging my cock in my shorts and taking deep breaths, relaxing, imagining this is what it'd be like on my first job for Amy.
I found the door and pressed the bell.
Jenny opened the door in a bathrobe and a little flushed and out of breath.
I gave her the hat, and she said thanks and invited me in for a smoke, said her husband was out for a while. She went over to a drawer, pulled out her stash box and rolled a joint. There was some music playing and she swung her ass to it, like I wasn't there or maybe just for me.
She came over and handed me the joint and a lighter, then sat down on the couch. I lit it and took a hit, felt dizzy at the weed and situation. Amy had just seduced me so I was all sensitive to the possibility that something might happen, that maybe my stepmom even knew about the other day.
She was on the couch and crossed her legs high, so I got a glimpse of her thighs. I scoped up top to see if there were any straps. Bare neck. She was naked, and made no effort to keep the robe shut. I felt my dick get harder.
"Come on, sit and keep me company while I see if I'm going to burn."
"You look OK."
I sat down next to her. She smelled like sex.
"Just OK?"
She took the joint and inhaled.
"No. Or maybe yes. I don't know. Where's your husband?"
"At the store."
"When's he back?"
"A while. He'll call, see if I need anything."
The weed hit, and the room spun around.
"So you'll hang out?"
Porn images flashed in my head – Jenny sucking and fucking, with cum in her hair – and then I remembered her touching Andy on the beach, how easily she'd moved between us.
"Sure, and I want to apologize for Andy. He can be a dick."
"That's OK, sometimes I like those. But you know that, don't you? Now I want to say thanks for bringing my hat, and ask a question. I don't often get to be with young guys like you. This is a big opportunity. Don't want to waste it."
"Sure, what?"
"It's a little embarrassing. I mean, you could be my ******
Why was she bringing that up? Amy had said – but she'd said a lot of things, and maybe Jenny got off on the idea, and fuck it, I was high. I could deal with this by just saying yes to everything.
"It's OK. I'm so high now. Mom, ***, whatever, it's all good."
"See, that's my point – you still think of me as 'mom', right? That makes the question kind of awkward."
Christ, I had no idea what would happen next. I reached out for the joint and she gave it to me. I drew in as deep as I could, and held it until I saw stars.
"Well, I was talking the other day with a friend of mine," she touched my thigh, slid her hand up to cup my balls, "you'd like her, about whether it's true that young guys are into older women now. This 'milf' thing. And I thought – well, I may as well just ask you."
I blushed, and got ready to explain, but then Jenny opened her robe and showed me her tits, and I knew everything was going to be OK.
FIVE
I had waited so long for this, and here it was. I reached out and touched my stepmom's tits, gently at first, and then harder, pushing them up and together, and then moved in and kissed them, sucked the nipples, got a little motorboat action.
She opened her legs and I put a hand between her thighs.
Her pussy was wet.
Then she told me to wait, and I thought that was it, she'd played me, but when I took my mouth from her tits and looked up she held my face and began kissing me, tongue inside right from the start. We were going to fuck.
We made out like that for a minute or two. I had some fingers working in her cunt and she was rubbing my cock through my shorts, then pushed me away to take the robe off, and leant back on the couch and spread her pussy at me.
"Come on, ***, you know you want to."
I got down on my knees and began running my tongue up and down. She was open, so I stuck some fingers inside and worked them around, keeping my mouth on her clit, reaching up to touch her breasts.
She put a hand on my head and pulled me closer, opened her mouth when my fingers brushed her lips and sucked them. I pushed them in and she opened wider, pushed her face forward and didn't gag, right the way down to the knuckles.
Then I heard a buzzing sound and looked up. She had a vibrator in her hand, working over her nipples.
It was the one I'd given Amy.
She knew everything.
"The idea of fucking mom turns you on?"
"Yeah," I said, "a lot."
"Then be a good boy and get me ready for your cock."
She pushed my head back down and I liked her control, wanted to impress. As I was eating her cunt I looked up and saw that Jenny gazing into a mirror, pouting and trying out porn faces, then she told me to stand up and kissed the front of my shorts.
"It's your turn now, don't you think? And take off your shirt, I want to see that body again."
I took it off and she touched me, fascinated.
I don't know how long it was since she'd fucked a young guy. Maybe a few years, maybe a few days.
"Now show me how you've grown."
I pulled down my shorts and briefs, and her eyes got wide as my cock sprung out and stuck up, and writing this it hits me that while I'd seen her suck and fuck on video, and from every angle, she'd never seen me naked before.
Well great, now she could look at my cock all she wanted, as it trembled and jerked in front of her, ready to explode.
"I guess you do like mommy. Want me to suck your cock?"
I'd wanted it forever.
"Good, because I want to see how much you've got in these balls. Right here," she pointed to the mirror, "so we can watch it all, OK?"
She moved forward and worked over the head of my cock with her tongue, teasing me, as if it wasn't going to get in her mouth, and I was on edge the whole time, her fingers tickling my balls.
The old dilemma: I wanted to cum, but also wanted her to keep blowing me.
Jenn did exactly what I wanted, she squeezed my cock to calm it down then looked up and said:
"One more thing: call me mom when I suck your cock, I think it'll be good for you."
Fuck.
"OK."
"OK, what?"
"OK, mom."
"Tell me what you want."
"I want you to suck my cock, mom."
At that she really began, and it was just like in the movies, only better. Tongue up and down the length, balls in her mouth, hands grabbing my ass. She kept looking at herself in the mirror, too, putting on a show, really slutting it out with the tease and spit. I watched her put the head of my cock in her mouth and could feel her rolling her tongue around, and then she turned and pushed my cock into her cheek, so it was stretched out like a chipmunk.
I felt a smile grow across my face and fix there. Overall, this felt like the peak of something, to have my stepmom on her knees, sucking my cock, while her dumb husband was out of town, and just days after I'd been chosen as a gigolo. I looked down and put my hands on Jenny's head, guided her movements, gently at first, then with more ***** as she relaxed and got into it, and soon I had to put my hands on her head just to steady myself, not to fall over or cum in her mouth.
I tapped Jenny on the shoulder until she let me go and I pulled back, wet cock swaying in front of her face.
"Wait, what if your guy gets back? Is there some place to hide?"
"Don't worry, we'll just hide this."
She put my cock back in her mouth, held onto my ass and pulled, until I swear I could feel the back of her throat pop and the head slip down, my balls now pressed up against her chin, ready to explode. I looked in the mirror to check this was happening, and she winked and stuck out her tongue, a flash of pink up against my shaved nutsack. I had to pull out a little not cum, but she draw me back in, and we went back and forth, Jenny ******* me to fuck her face.
This went on a few dozen strokes, and I was getting close, and she knew it, and finally pulled back, squeezed my cock, wiped the spit off her lips and looked up at me.
"No," she said, breathless. "I want you inside."
She let go of my cock and got on the couch, laying on her back and rubbing her pussy. I got straight in there and began fucking, and as she pulled me in I let myself collapse and we held each other, kissing, and I could tell that she would cum soon.
It started with rapid moans and rose up into screams, and I could feel her cunt getting tighter and then suddenly looser, wetter, and that's how I knew she was cumming, and I thought fuck it, why not? So I ploughed into her a few more strokes and then pulled out, moved up a little and started jerking off a few inches from her face. How many chances would I get to unload on my stepmom?
She opened her eyes to see why I'd moved, and I was worried she'd be angry, slap my dick away, but instead she stuck out her tongue just as I went past the point of no return.
"Cum to mommy," she said, and I did, all over her face, shooting in her mouth, on her tongue, on her cheeks, in her hair. She held my cock for the last few jerks, then put in her mouth and sucked it clean.
I pulled my dick out of her mouth and put it between her tits, slick with spunk, sweat and spit, and she pushed them together so I gave them a good fucking for a minute or two before I could feel my balls were ready to bust out again. I nursed it at the edge a few seconds, then lifted my cock up and jerked right at her face again, still wet with jizz from before.
I worked methodically, aiming at her nose, mouth and both cheeks. By the time I was done she looked like a glazed donut with tits and a smile, was looking in the mirror, blissful at the mess, working over my still hard dick with her jizz lips and sucking down the mess that fell in her mouth.
Then I remembered what I was doing, and who she was, and I thought about that and panicked. As Jenny cleaned me up she seemed to come back into herself too and focus on the situation – how to get me out of there before her guy got home.
When she gave the hint I got dressed ASAP, said goodbye, and left. She had my details. She could get in touch.
I went back to my place, got high, and jerked off thinking about Jenny and Amy together, competing for my cock ass-to-mouth.
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