Ellie stirred and slowly returned to consciousness. It took her a moment to remember where she was. She felt something warm and hard against her and opened her eyes to find a young man's beautiful naked body sleeping next to hers. Then the events of the previous night came flooding back to her, and she grinned hugely.
She and her daughter Lucy had gone out to a club, expecting to spend the evening drinking and dancing, but had pretty quickly met two handsome young men named Mike and Victor. Victor had taken Lucy back to their apartment, while Mike and Ellie had gone to a nearby hotel, where they had had the best sex she'd experienced in years. She checked the clock on the bedside table. It was just after eight o'clock on Saturday morning. She'd slept peacefully all night.
Mike still seemed to be asleep. She reached over and began to trace her hand over his muscular chest. His face looked content and untroubled. He was twenty-seven; she was forty-five. He'd seemed to want her regardless. Ellie had never done anything like this before, and she didn't want their encounter to end. She looked down for the first time, and saw that the large penis that had given her so much pleasure was sticking straight up into the air, fully erect. She admired it for a few seconds, then reached her hand down from his chest and wrapped it around his dick, squeezing gently. He stirred slightly, but didn't wake up. She smiled again and thought to herself,
well, it doesn't have to end just yet.
Slowly, careful not to wake him, she moved her head down to his crotch and engulfed his young cock with her eager mouth. As she began to bob her head up and down, Mike groaned and stirred a little. Finally, he opened his eyes and looked down, making eye contact with her.
"Morning, stud," she said. She took her mouth off his cock and began to jerk him off with her hand. "How are you feeling?"
"Fantastic," he said groggily, "this is pretty much the best possible way to wake up."
She laughed a little and put him back in her mouth, bobbing her head up and down with great enthusiasm. He leaned his head back and groaned again, then reached down with one hand and grabbed her by her thick blonde hair. Before long he was bucking his hips, actively pushing his cock deeper and deeper into her mouth. After a few minutes of this his body tensed up and he groaned louder than ever. Knowing what was coming, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and pushed her face all the way down his shaft for the first time. She felt her nose pressing against his belly as he began to cum down her throat.
She wasn't at all used to this, but through sheer determination managed to swallow every drop without choking. When he was finished, she raised her head up and licked her lips.
"Mmm, thank you, baby," she said with a smile. She'd have felt ridiculous saying that to anyone twenty-four hours earlier.
"You're thanking
me
?" he said, laughing a little in disbelief.
"Thank you for making an old lady feel sexy again."
"For the last time, you are not an old la--" She cut him off by suddenly pouncing on him and crushing his lips in a ferocious kiss. After a few minutes, they parted again.
"So," said Mike, "what happens now?"
Ellie hadn't wanted to think about it. "Well, back to real life I suppose," she said with a sigh. "I should text my daughter, find out what she'd up to. Go back and get my car from the club. There's some things I should be taking care of at home today--"
This time he interrupted her. "No, I mean... did you want to do this again some time?"
Her heart leapt at that. It was more than she'd dared to dream. As wonderful as their time together had been, she still expected to end up as just another one-night stand. A fun story for Mike to tell his buddies about the time he'd banged a MILF. Despite everything she couldn't help but smile inwardly when she realized she was thinking in porn terms.
"I would love to do this again," she said aloud. "When are you free?"
"We could meet again tonight," he said, "or is that too soon?"
"No, I'd love that!" she said, grinning from ear to ear. "Well, like I said, I should get in touch with Lucy and see what she's up to--but if everything works out, I'd love to see you again tonight!" She grabbed her purse from where she'd left it on the floor and rummaged through it for her phone. She was just starting to text when she stopped. Her newly unleashed uninhibited side was continuing to give her strange impulses to say and do things she never would have considered before. She looked back over at Mike, gave him as lustful a look as she could manage, and said, "I'd love you to
fuck
me again tonight."
***
Meanwhile, her daughter Lucy was waking up just a few blocks away. As she regained consciousness, she wrinkled her nose a little, eyes still closed. She felt
gross
. Much of her body felt like it was coated in some crusty substance. Suddenly, her eyes flew open. She looked down at herself, and sure enough, her chest, stomach, legs, and of course the surrounding sheets, were all covered in dried semen. Victor had made a mess all over her last night, and she had been too out of it in the end to clean herself up before passing out.
She looked over. The other side of the bed was empty.
Oh God, he probably thinks I'm disgusting!
she thought to herself. In a slight panic, she got up out of the bed and began so straighten the sheets out, as though that would get rid of the stains that now covered them. Behind her, the door opened.
"Oh, you're up!" said Victor, who was now wearing a pair of plaid pajama pants. "I've only been up for about twenty minutes myself. You looked so peaceful, I just let you keep sleeping. How are you feeling?"
"Oh God, I feel absolutely gross!" she said. "I'm sorry, I've made a mess all over your sheets! Ugh, and there's a mess all over
me
! Don't look at me, I'm disgusting!" she was starting to become genuinely upset.
"Hey hey hey, take it easy," said Victor gently. "
You
didn't make that mess. Last I checked, it came out of me. Don't worry about it. I'll do laundry later, and you can use the shower before you leave." To emphatically show her that he did
not
find her disgusting, he walked over and kissed her passionately, grabbing her cum-covered tits as he did so.
She was feeling much better by the time their lips parted. "Sorry for freaking out," she said. "I think you're just about the nicest guy I've ever slept with." The smile left her face once again after she'd said that. "I mean, it's not like I've slept with a
lot
of guys. There have been a few, but like--" she stopped talking as he collapsed into laughter.
"Oh, you are adorable," he said, "and I mean that in a good way. Seriously, I don't care how many guys you've slept with. I'm not gonna judge you or anything, don't worry."
Feeling once again reassure, she jumped up and through her arms around his neck, drawing him into a tight hug. "Sorry," she said, backing away, "now you need the shower too."
"Well, I was planning on it anyway," he said, "but you go first."
"Let me just check my phone real quick," said Lucy, walking out of the room to look for it among her discarded possessions. "I should check in with my mom, see what's going on," she called over her shoulder