I Never Sleep with the Mothers

The year is well under way and my young students are completely won over. At the end of the classes there is a rush to tell me their stories and say goodbye. I joke with them, guiding them to the outside of the tatami, where their parents are waiting for them with a smile on their face. Among them, I notice Aïsha, the mother of Salim-the turbulent one. A single mother of moroccan origin, she finds it difficult to keep her neutral gaze when she looks at me. Little by little I detected the signs of envy. I make a point of never frequenting my students and their mother even less. I therefore remain cold but cordial during our exchanges.

While I think I'm alone and I fold my things, Salim reappears running.

"Yvan! Yvan! I wanted to invite you to dinner tomorrow evening to celebrate the end of Ramadan. It's my mum who cooks!"

Well embarrassed and touched at the same time by the invitation, I accept, knowing that Salim would be present.

At sunset I ring the doorbell of their flat. Salim opens it with a big smile and invites me in. As a courtesy, I bought a small bouquet of flowers. My heart misses a beat when Aisha appears from the kitchen, her hands loaded with trays full of food. Not that I'm food-loving, but Aïsha is super sexy in her light dress, which stopped at mid-thigh. She is small in size, you could say that her shapes are plentiful. Her dress, well fitted at the waist, moulds her large hips and her big round buttocks. Her large breasts are moulded in a sensual heart cover through which the halo of her nipples can be discerned. Her long black hair is tied up in a bun, revealing her fine and delicate neck. She is lightly made up and her smile is devastating. I can feel my sex contracting at high speed. She greets me with a gentle kiss on the cheek and, as she does so, she touches my arm with her opulent breasts. They put me on the couch and Salim takes me in on his stories. He seems to completely ignore his mother's provocative outfit. I concentrate on him so I don't look at her too much. I feel frustrated and she tries to get my attention with the food. I serve myself from the trays she hands me, thanking her, and then immediately turn my attention back to Salim, who expects no less. The game lasts an hour until Salim answers his mother's phone.

"It's Daddy! Yes? Yes! Okay, I'm asking mum!"

He turns to us looking annoyed and excited at the same time.

"It's Daddy, he wants me to join them for the party at home."

Aïsha blows then grants him permission. Salim is overjoyed and tells his father that he is coming. As soon as he hangs up, he apologises and rushes to his room to get his things. When he reappeared, I got up.

He said, "Good. Thank you very much Miss Shaïb. I'm not going to impose myself any longer."

I can clearly see the deep disappointment on her soft and pretty face.

"Wait Salim, I'll come with you."

"Bye Mummy, see you tomorrow!"

I quickly close the door and accompany Salim to the bottom of his father's building. I go back to my car, get behind the wheel and Aisha's face, when I had closed the door, comes back to my memory. She had tears in her eyes.

'No, you don't sleep with the mother of your students! Ha, but she's fuckin' alone at the end of Ramadan! You have no heart! Yes, but if I go, she'll suffer more than she will appreciate! Because, if I go back up, I'll shamelessly fuck her up! I'm too needy, right there!'

When she opened the door, she tried to wipe away her tears. I just announced my first name on the intercom and she opened the door immediately. By the time I got upstairs she was so excited that her nipples were already sticking out through her dress. I'm not a fan of round women, but I must admit that her body is very sexy. And when she lets me in, I feel very tight in my trousers. She offers me a drink, but her voice is so vibrant that I translate her words into :

"Will you fuck me like a savage on the living room table?"

I thank her when she feverishly hands me my glass of coke. She's short of breath and her chest rises outrageously. I settle down on the sofa and when she wants to sit down I forbid her with a wave of my hand. She remains incredulous in the middle of the room. I take a sip and calmly put my glass on the coffee table. I settle down comfortably with my arms outstretched, resting on the back of the sofa. She is hesitant and somewhat embarrassed by my insistent gaze.

"Aïsha... I know what you want!"

She gasps with apprehension, rubbing her hands, which I imagined moist with excitement.

"I NEVER sleep with the mother of my students."

It's like a cold shower and I see the deep sadness reappearing on his face.

'Oh yes, you bastard, you're holding her in the palm of your hand. She's going to cry.'

Tears come to her eyes and she tries to chase them away by looking up at the sky and blowing hard.

"Tell me what you want from me? Why did you invite me to your home? Why did you dress like a common whore?

She burst into tears, hiding her face in her hands, beautifully covered with henna. Her voluptuous body was shaken by her sobs.

'Fuck, how beautiful her tits are! And her hips! Hmmm! I want to bust that horny bitch's ass!'

"So! Aisha! I'm waiting!"

She pulls herself together and mumbles between her teeth.

"I'm sorry? Aïsha, you are going to look at me and tell me what you want from me!"

"I want... I want you to make love to me..."

"No!"

She gasps again and lets out a sob. I get up and approach her.

"You want me to fuck you!"

She looks at the floor. I take her chin and gently, but firmly, straighten her face. She looks at me with her watery hazelnut eyes.

"Tell me you want me to fuck you like a dog!"

She hardly swallows a sob and I can feel her vibrating with excitement at my fingertips. I have to stay concentrated because her sweet perfume deliciously attacks my nostrils.

"Tell me that you want me to take you wildly, ravage you, smash your puck, break your ass!"

"I... I want you to..."

"Just make a little effort and you'll be fulfilled!"

This last argument made her give in for good.

"I want you to take me like a bitch, to fuck my fat ass up! I want to be your bitch in heat. Oh yes! Ravage me!"

Her whole body vibrates, unable to wait for the first contact.

"That's it! It's not so difficult!"

I go back to the sofa.

"First of all, get rid of all this stuff."

With a wave of my hand I show her the trays on the coffee table. As a good and docile woman, she rushes in. When everything is tidied up, I point to the coffee table. She moves it aside and returns to the middle of the room, hands behind her back, straight as an i, her huge breasts at attention.

"On your knees. Come closer and take care of my cock."

She complies with grace and voluptuousness and comes close to me by rolling her magnificent buttocks. Her eyes have lost their watery side and are shining with ardour. She opens my trousers and plunges her hand into my shorts. I can feel her warm little fingers gripping my turgid member.

'Ha yeah! What a great feeling!'

She pulls it out and starts to masturbate it with her expert hands.

'Oh yeah! She knows how to do that beautiful bitch!'

She looks me straight in the eye as she starts licking my burning glans. She seems to enjoy the taste of it, because she moans with greed. Her tongue is nimble and skilful and I have a lot of trouble not to get carried away. She kisses it voluptuously, her lipstick glowing with sensuality around my glans. She licks my shaft all the way down and plunges her pretty nose into my balls. She sniffs them at the top of her lungs.

She seems to like my intimate scent too, which is cool. She placed a delicate kiss in the fine space between my balls and my thighs. I toss my head back and moan with pleasure. She gobbles me one ball after the other, sucking them gently and playing with her exquisitely skilful tongue.

'She's so fucking good, the bitch!'

It must have been a good five minutes and she still hasn't swallowed me. She finally makes up her mind and pushes me into her warm, moist, narrow mouth. Her hand replaces her lips on my balls and she rolls them over her palm and between her fingers.

'Oh my God! She does it superbly!'

She pumps me the shaft as if to empty it of its substance. My grunts seem to excite her, because she speeds up the pace. I see her touching her breast and pinching her nipple. As she sucks my cock, I make her take off my shoes and socks. She does it with zeal and I slide my foot up to her crotch. She spreads her wide thighs and chuckles when my big toe touches her vulva through her little silk panties. Her vocalisations are stifled by my cock, which is deep in her throat. I can feel his wetness on my toe.

'She's already soaked, the bitch is wet!'

A little game is set up between us, she tries to continue her divine blowjob and I try to stop her by making her react to my caresses. I feel myself going up more and more and she has completely swallowed me, her nose crushed against my pubis and my balls on her chin. I straighten up from the sofa and take her breasts, massage them, knead them, squeeze and pinch them. She pulls my limb out of her drooling mouth and with a feverish gesture, she opens her dress, releasing her massive, round and heavy breasts. She takes them in her hands and carries them towards my sex. I put it back straight and she holds it tight with her bosom and jerks it off amply, making her breasts slam on my thighs. I moan with pleasure. I feel her overexcited and happy with my reactions. She moans in turn, biting her lips and closing her eyes.

"Oh how I love to feel your cock against me! Hum! It's beautiful!" she exclaims. She gets more and more active and without warning, I ejaculate on her. My limb is so compressed, between her breasts, that the first spurts are powerful and explode in her neck and on her thin jaw. Surprisingly, she stops and suddenly moves backwards. I grab my cock and masturbate like a madman and I finish exploding in her face and on her breasts. After the surprise, I see her reap my seed with her fingertips and, with a sensual gesture, bring them to her pulpy lips. She licks them voluptuously. As soon as she has swallowed the first sip, I see pleasure and gluttony in her eyes. She wipes her face, her neck and then her luscious bosom and happily swallows all my cum. When I show her my stained mast, she rushes in and cleans it completely with appreciative 'hum'.

"Say, you love my cum my beautiful bitch!"

"Hum... Oh yes! I love it! Hum...! It is delicious! Strong as I like it!"

I then put my toes on her chest and play with them. She leaned on it to give me more and she moaned and sighed with pleasure. She looks at me lustfully, biting her lip and revolting her burning eyes. She took my second foot and put it on her second breast and she kneaded them together purring like a little cat. Keeping one of my feet pressed against her warm and soft bosom, she brought my toes to her mouth and sucked them one after the other.

'Oh Fuck! That's a first! Oh my God, this is great!'

I encouraged her to continue and she continued with more spirit.

'Okay, she's not the only one who's getting a bang for her buck. Fare enough!'

My sex is getting harder again and I'm taking over again. I get up and help her get back on her feet. I hold her close to me and kiss her greedily. She clung to my neck and put her full weight on me. Her chest is voluptuously crushing against my chest, her belly is clinging to mine and she is pressing herself against my thigh. I whispered in her ear to undress me and she did so eagerly. She unbuttoned my shirt and took it off. She covered my chest with loud and sensual kisses. She finished taking off my trousers and hastily pulled herself up against me.

'Oh fuck, her skin is soft and satiny! Her whole body is caressing me and it's purely divine.'

I take her to the living room table. I tear myself away from our voracious kiss and turn her over to lay her on two. She laughs with surprise and anticipation.

"Spread your beautiful ass for me, my beautiful one!"

She does so, spreading her beautiful fleshy cheeks and freely presenting me with her swollen vulva and small wrinkled hole. I discover, with surprise, a charming and discreet little piercing on the hat of her clitoris. She trembles with anticipation, short of breath. I kneel down and lick her vulva with the tip of my tongue. The first touch makes her scream and I crush my mouth on her wet and so welcoming pussy, that I suddenly suck in. She screams again and soon her legs shake uncontrollably. Her stiletto heels drummed on the floor.

"Ho! Ha! Hum! Houf!!! Hoooo! Rooooh!"

Between two licks, I slip her:

"Do you like it, my beautiful bitch?"

It didn't take more than that for her to respond in profusion:

"Oh yes! I love it! Hum! Ho! Yes like that! It's so good! Haa! Yeeeees! Again! Hooo! No! No! No! Nooo! Oh, shit! You're talented, you bastard!»

She is short of breath. I can feel her heartbeat right down to her pussy. She is close to explode, I think. It's so hard to gauge, but I still have some strings to my bow. I gently touch her clitoris with the pulp of my thumb, also playing with the balls of her piercing. The sensation is so fine and exquisite that she loses her head and I continue. She no longer articulates anything and expresses herself only with onomatopoeias, moans, sobs, exclamations, hiccups and even bursts of laughter. As soon as my index finger enters her, she explodes, flooding my face and hand with an uninterrupted stream of divinely delicious juice. I drink it in large lamps, tasting each one like a succulent pastry cream.

'Oh how good she is!'

She bumps her fist on the table, her body in violent spasms. She screams her orgasm and gasps, out of breath, but I continue. She straightens up and sends me imploring glances. I smile at her, my lips still on her throbbing vulva and I push a second finger in. I see her eyes rolling back and her head falling back on the table.

"Oh my God! I'm cumming so hard! It's crazy! It's so good! It's too strong! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!"

I hear nothing and slowly squeeze her clitoris between my thumb and fingers in her vagina. I play delicately with it, jerking it off, squeezing it, rubbing it gently, vigorously, caressing it, cuddling it. I delicately add his jewel to my game.

"Oh fuck! Yvan! You've got fairy fingers! You drive me crazy! It's strong! It's good! Oh FUCK!"

She expels another spurt of juice, which I drink voraciously and I slide my tongue from her labias to her little hole. Suddenly she stiffens, breathless. In this moment of pure pleasure, I fix on a magnificent little beauty spot, placed there, right next to her wriggling rosette. The vision is strange and ravishing at the same time. I delicately kiss her pretty nevus and take care of her cute little asshole. I lick it, sometimes languidly, sometimes vividly. Either way, she loves it like crazy. I then slip my cyprin-soaked index finger into it, which entered almost without resistance. She gasps and moans, then starts to purr. I make small circles to spread her natural lubricant on all the walls and slip her a second one.

"Oh! Oh! Ooooh! Yes! Like that! Hum! Oh fuck! You're doing it right! Raaaah! Oh! Ouuuu! Yeeeees!"

With my index and middle fingers, well inserted, my thumb penetrates her vagina. I stand up, lean on her beautiful buttocks and masturbate her vigorously. The change of rhythm surprises her and takes her breath away again. She stretches out like a bow, her head raised, her eyes rolled back, her tongue sticking out and stretched out as far as it will go, drooling profusely. She explodes again. I have the impression that the whole building hears her moans of ecstasy. She doesn't hold anything back, she can't! She screams, shouts, yells, roars, bawls. When I stop she collapses completely, her legs no longer supporting her. Her heels continue to stomp uncontrollably. She is out of breath. Her chest, compressed on the table, swells outrageously at the sides.

"Oh fuck! Fuck! Hum... Hoo! Phew!"

'She's fucking beautiful like that!'

I slide my hands along her ribs, her slim waist, to end up on her hip and buttocks. I love the vision of her body, whose generous curves remind me of a beautiful Stradivarius cello. I stand against her little hole.

"No! Yvan! Wait! Wait, wait, wait! Not right away! I can't take it anymore! Wai.... Ho! Ho! Ho! Slowly... Oh shit! Shit! Shit! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

My glans just disappeared into his dilated anus. I can feel my acorn being strangled at the collar.

'She is narrow! What a blast!'

I stand there for a few seconds and I see her breathing deeply to relax. She stands up on her elbows and breathes deeply. I can't resist the vision of her breasts coming off the table like that. I bend over and grab them. I feel her soft nipples in my palms and roll her hardened nipples between my fingers.

"Oh, but shit! It's so good! Oh yes, take my breasts, you bastard! Knead them for me! Squeeze 'em! They're yours! Oh! Yes! Like this! Don't stop! Don't stop! Hoooooo! Yeeeeeeees! Han! Han!"

My fingers squeeze them, massage them, crush them, stretch them, compress them, rub them, shake them, to squeeze them again. I continue to press my entrance into her tight ass and I feel my cock penetrate inch by inch. When I have the divine sensation of being completely inside her, I stand still and wait for her breathing to calm down a little and for her depth to relax a little.

Then I slap my hands on her big buttocks, grasping her hips firmly. She laughs and gives me a look full of debauchery and lust. With a reflex and a agreement signal, she clings to the edges of the table, spreads her legs a little wider and gets ready. I unleash myself like a big hog without any restraint. I growl, moan, blow, shout under the effort to penetrate her narrow ass for my caliber. Her buttocks wiggle beautifully with each spanking of my lower belly. She screams in pain with every penetration and gasps every time my balls hit her raw little button and piercing.

"Ha! Ha! You're hurting me! Yvan! Slower! Haaa!"

"Take that, you beautiful bitch! You wanted me to break your puck, didn't you? »

"Oh yes! Ha! Go for it! My beautiful stallion! Go wild! Ha! Fuck! Ha!"

"Whose nice ass is he?"

"Yours! YOURS! IT'S YOUUURS!"

"Do you want some more?"

"Ho! Yesss! Like... this!! M...ore! AGAIN!! DON'T STOP!!!"

I'm sweating, my lungs are burning and my dick is on fire. I'm out of breath. I can feel her exploding again in a devastating new orgasm, her ass contracting on my pole. She screams out in pain and ecstasy! My cock is literally crushed by her ass and the effect is so strong that I ejaculate directly. I scream with pain and unbridled pleasure as I fill her beautiful little ass with my hot, slimy cum. I can't take it anymore.

'Fuck, I'm out of practice! Where's my stamina from 10 years ago? OK, OK: 15 years ago?'

I stop and lie down on top of her. We try to catch our breath. It reassures me that she's in the same state as me. I slowly withdraw and I hear her moaning and grumbling, wiggling her ass and contracting her anus so that I don't go out. We get a jolt, which shakes us, just as my glans comes out of her entrails. I slump down on the couch. She doesn't move, half lying on the table. She puts a hand on her ass and shivers with pain. She still manages to stand up. She tries to regain some poise. Her gaze is full of sensuality and sensuality. I lie down and reach out my arms to her. She came to snuggle there with lasciviousness.

I love to feel her skin against mine, her breasts pressing against me. Every square centimetre of her skin is a caress. She put her cheek against my chest after she kissed it. I caressed her soft hair with its heady scent, while she touched my pecs with the pulp of her fingers, scratching me gently from time to time. We stood there for long minutes, I think I dozed off a bit. When I come to, my genitals are stiff again and she has pressed it against her groin. She continues to caress me languidly when I take her hand and bring her fingers to my lips. She caresses them with the tip of the index finger which I grab and suck out. She giggles. I play with my tongue and pump it out at the same time. The effect is strong, she bites her lip with it after saying an 'Oh' of surprise and satisfaction. I can feel her going up a notch. She starts to move her pelvis to massage my sex between our bodies. She then straddles my waist and crouches down over my chest. She leans on my chest with one hand, while the other hand places me against her vulva. She then impales herself slowly and smoothly on my shaft. Her eyes rolled back and she opened her mouth wide to exhale a languorous sigh. Once fully impaled, she straightened up and went down along my burning spear. Her sex is so hot and wet, each penetration emits moist sounds. She then puts both hands on my abdominals and activates herself on me. Her huge breasts are outrageously compressed between her arms. I can see her large hips going up and down and my cock being devoured by her oozing lips. I take her breasts in my hands and she tilts her head back to moan and groan without restraint. I accompany her with grunts and invective her, which turns her on even more.