I guess I should preface this by introducing everyone; there's me (18, M), my friend (17, M), his mom (38, F) and I guess I should include his dad (44/45-ish, M). It should also be noted this started in 1990, so if I mention something by chance that sounds ancient - that's because it is!
We live in a a somewhat small town, and our group of friends grew up together. We're a pretty tight-knot group. It wasn't unusual to bounce house to house in search of who was having the better dinner and deciding as a group to converge there. It was an average life, and everything leading up to this point was normal interactions. We'd all joke amongst friends about each others moms when they weren't around. Nothing bad, just typical teenager bullshit. She was always nice, always fairly conservative in how she dressed.
When the friend group would end up at his house she was always kind to everyone. On occasion, I'd catch her looking at me. Sometimes when I caught her, our eyes would meet and she would break eye contact at the speed of light! I always blew it off and never really thought about it, but it happened quite a few times. It wasn't like she was staring or ogling me though. When I'd look her way, she'd turn her head or look away. Eventually the hormonally driven mind of an 18 year old male took over and I would slyly check her out and wonder "wonder what she's hiding under all those clothes". So THAT is how and where the seeds were planted for everything that followed.
It was the last weekend in February and my cousins were in from out of town. Since the drinking age was 21, they had a fake ID for me so we can hit some bars to celebrate my upcoming birthday which was the next week. We opted to hit a neighboring city since we live in a relatively small town and that's squash the chances of my fake ID working.
We hit out second bar of the night and I happened to see his mom, Angela. She was with a group of 4-5 friends, I was with my 2 cousins. As soon as she spotted me, I could tell that she was doing that looking/not looking thing.
Eventually it was my turn to grab a round from the bar, I purposefully went to to opposite side near her to order them. She walked over to me and leaned into my ear, "what are you doing in here, mister. I know you're not 21". It wasn't too loud in there, so she didn't have to lean in, but I felt her hand on my mine and her hair on my face when she did. It was like a bolt of lightning ran through my body. It may have been innocent, but it was taboo and it made me electrified.
Leaning in and nuzzling her hair away from her neck, I said "No, I'm here with my out of town family partying for my birthday". She stood back for a split second and looked me in the face, leaned back in "your birthday? I guess you're a man now", then leaned back smiling and sipped her drink then looking away.
I leaned back into her ear, totally forgetting the yes ma'am/no ma'am, "Mrs. Angela" and "Mrs. Nelson" formalities that all of the friends used when speaking to her. I put my chest against her arm and my hand in the small of her back and said "Angie, we both know I'm already a man". She had a drop jawed look on her face and couldn't make eye contact with me. The bartender returned with the beers for my group, I told her to come find me later before they left.
The night went on and we drank a lot, and I saw her dancing with her friends, we went out on the floor and got near them. I let my hands "accidentally" touch her arm or back. When she looked over she shoulder and flipped her hair, while smiling, I took that as a green light.
I moved behind her, putting my hands on her hips, pulling her to me gently. She's lean back against me every so often, but kept dancing. Every now and again I swear I felt her lean forward and grind against me. She'd stop, so I wouldn't take it the wrong way. I reached around and put my hand on her stomach, then let it drift low and slowly back to the hip. She leaned against me, turned her head smiled and put her finger on my chin and said "you're trouble" and giggled. I saw her friends getting closer, so we drifted apart.
We left soon thereafter. I could not get that night off my mind. It consumed me almost. Even when I was having sex with someone, it was on my mind.
The following week are all were at his house a couple of times. She would not look me in the eyes when she spoke to us. It was like this all week.
Fast forward to Saturday. We all played baseball at a local field, around noon or so a few of us went to his house for lunch (mainly because they lived the closest to the field).
I felt this sexual tension between us, and I knew she had to feel it too. His dad was in the back yard working on an old truck. There were 5 of us guys, my friend and his parents. When we finished eating we were all leaving, they were all running by a store for ice and going back to the fields. I said I was going to use the bathroom and meet them there.
I truly had no plan, nor did I have any intention of ever doing anything.
When I went into the house, she followed in behind me with all the paper plates and such. I saw the hall bath door was closed but the light was on, I assumed someone was in there. I don't know why, because I NEVER would do this or be so brazen... but I silently walked down the hall, into her bedroom and went into their master bath. I knew she'd silently followed me, but waited in the bedroom and completely out of my eyesight.
When I walked out, and saw her I felt it in my gut. She stood still and I walked straight to her. I put my hand behind her into her lower back and firmly pulled her against me. I started kissing her, and I felt her body responding. She was not only kissing me back and caressing my shoulders but I felt her writhing against me. We stopped, she had a look of "please accept me" on her face.
She was wearing jeans, sandals and a button down shirt. I opened the button on her jeans and forcefully spun her around. Looking over her shoulder and seeing us in the mirror above her dresser was the hottest thing I've ever seen. I was kissing her neck, nibbling it, sucking her ear lobes, while my hands roamed freely all over her body. She reached back, grabbed my hips and pulled me tighter against her.
Then with the other hand she reached up and held my head against her neck. I unzipped her pants and plunged my hand into her panties. God, I remember how wet she was. When I went over her labia, and worked over her clit, her body trembled. She was sighing, her breath was the sexiest sound I'd ever heard.
I pushed her jeans down to the floor. I snatched her shirt open, buttons flying everywhere, I threw her shirt across the room. I unclasped her bra and threw it down the hall. I resumed kissing stroking and groping her. All she was wearing was those white cotton panties.
I peeled my shirt off, and dropped it right beside me. I kicked off my shoes and dropped my shorts and underwear to the floor. When I bent down, I gathered her jeans and threw them down the hallway, too.
She was not only wearing just panties, with her son's friend naked behind her; her clothes were scattered far away from her. So even if she needed to cover up, she couldn't.
She hooked the hips of her panties and bend down to slide them off. When her ass pushed against me, my already hard cock was now harder than steel. I didn't give her a chance to kick them away. This whole time I couldn't wait to get her into bed, but when she bent over everything changed.
I pushed her forward against the dresser grabbed my meat and pushed into her. She let out a low guttural groan then began whimpering as I started thrusting. All she said was "I'm not on birth control" and my perfect response was "well, don't get pregnant, then".
I told her to look at me, when she turned her head, I grabbed her hair and pointed her to the mirror to look back at me. I WAS FUCKING ALAN'S MOM. And I was fucking her damn hard, too. "You want me to stop, Angie", and she said "no baby, please don't stop".
Never breaking eye contact with me. I released her hair and pushed her down against the dresser, where she was face to face with her wedding photo of her and Otis. I wouldn't let her stop looking at it, I slapped her ass and asked her what she wanted, "I just want you to keep fucking me, baby". The sound of our bodies clapping was echoing in the house. Soon her "ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh" matched my thrusts.
I pulled her upright, and realized she was vigorously bumping that sweet pussy back against me. She was so different in how she felt, how she moved, the things she said from all the girls I'd fucked onto that point. Looking down and seeing my dick disappearing under her ass was a dream. Hearing her "god dammit, your cock feels so good baby. Take me. Take me whenever you want. Take me however you want, just don't stop fucking me".
I groped those tits that were swinging below her torso. "I want this pussy all the time". She said "it's yours baby, it's yours anytime you want it". She reached back against my hips/ass and clawed me to hold me against her. She was tensing up. Her face turning red, it was like she would almost stop breathing. "Oh god", "oh god", steadily getting louder. Truthfully it was so hot that I forgot the pain of her talons digging into me. Then she was almost yelling "THERE IT IS" followed by "I'm cumming, ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, don't ever stop fucking me baby" then I felt her wetness splacking off my thighs and it was running down her legs.
I got ballsy, "what if I don't want anyone else fucking my pussy", she replied "no body will", "what about your husband", " he won't, it's your pussy now. He has his own bitches. Just keep giving me your dick baby".
I said "is that what you want?"
"yes"
"you want my dick?"
"god yes, I need you".
Then I heard the hottest thing I've ever heard for the first time ever... "I need you to cum for me. Show me I'm good enough to make you cum".
That was all it took. I thrusted harder than I had the whole time, pulling her back harder and tighter. The first time I was fucking without a condom was now, and I was not worried about anything except giving her what she needed. I buried all 8" inside her and pulsed rope after rope of my potent 18 year old cum in her.
"Oh fuck baby, I can feel you throbbing inside me." With that she started bumping back against me saying "I'm close". Meanwhile I am post-orgasm, inside her... and I am so fucking sensitive, but didn't dare say anything, only to have her almost immediately cum again. "My god baby, you are amazing", an d she reached between her legs and massaged my drained balls.
I pushed her back down on the dresser. I pulled out, and saw the hint of my pearly white seed wanting to seep out. I looked down and saw that her panties were puddled on the floor and wrapped around one foot. I nudged her feet together, had her step into them, and I slid them back up. Her thighs, and calves were glistening, all the way down to her ankles. This was all so new to me, but I knew I loved every second of it.
I stood after putting her panties back on her. I spun her around for the first time since I stripped her. Feeling her naked tits against me made me start to feel my dick twitch again. We kissed deeply. I told her to keep those panties on "I want you to feel me trickling out of you and rub against you all day". She told me that she intended to do just that. I looked at the clock, and realized that we'd been in the bedroom for about 25 minutes, and I needed to go.
I told her I needed to get dressed. "I know, sir. Let me help you". She dropped to her knees and gathered my underwear and shorts. She grabbed my cock, lifted it and began lapping my balls. Sucking them. Never happened to me before, but my god, it was such a sensation after fucking Alan's mom, to have her sucking my balls. Then, without wanting, she started licking my shaft. I felt a little twinge again, then she engulfed the whole thing. Sucking me, her brown hair was swaying as her head bobbed. Her hands on my knees, and she stopped.
She said, "you have to go... or we will be here all day. Now, you'll be thinking of me as much as I will be thinking of you".
She slid my underwear and shorts up. Still on her knees in only panties she was putting my shoes on and tying them. She said, "I need my bra". I said "wait here, don't move". I walked shirtless out of their room, down the hall and retrieved her clothes that were out thete, the rest were on the other side of her room. I walked back in, she was waiting, on her knees... like I told her. I didn't know what the terminology was, but I knew what it meant to me.... She listened to what I say. I walked to her with her clothes. I dropped them to the floor, she never broke eye contact and kissed my cock through my shorts. She put her bra and jeans on said "my shirt is a goner, but soooooo worth it".
I heard Mr. Otis's truck crank up and he yelled in the front door, "I'm running to the shop for a minute". She and I started at each other. Both of us shirtless and a room that smelled like raw sex. I waited until he left before I made my way to the door. We always left cars at each others houses and rode together, she I knew it wouldn't raise any red flags. She followed me to the door, shirtless. I was going to turn and say something only to be met with her throwing her arms around me and kissing me so deeply. "Have fun, play good." I said ok.
As I got to my car, she yelled out to me, "Hey!". I looked up, she said, "I meant every word I said".
I smiled and said "good".
She replied, "you will see".
I got to the ball field, yes I was late. Told them I ran home and got some gas on my way". We played for several hours. We look up, and see her white car pulling into the parking lot. She called Alan over. I'm totally freaking out now thinking 'omg, is she going to tell him'. Alas, no. She brought us all some drinks. She NEVER comes to the ballfields. She made it known to me by eye contact that she was there to see me. I walked over to thank her. She was wearing those jeans and t-shirt. "Thanks Mrs. Angela, you're the best".
She gave me a look, and under her breath, "you dirty young man. I'm sitting in a pool of your cum in my panties. I think when possible you can cut the 'Mrs. Angela' thing".
She said "I have bruised on my hips where you grabbed me". I apologized, and she said "I saw them, laid down and came again." She said "your pussy needs you, you need to make time". I told her that I'll have to call Alan tonight, and she needs to answer. I said I'll have a plan for seeing each other again when I call.
I did.
And it went on for a long time from that day.