Sam was feeling down. He was 2 months into his college experience, and had very little to show for it. His grades were fine, but he had a hard time talking to girls. Sam was 6'3", and out of shape. He knew he had a very big dick, but you can't exactly lead with that. His social life was a bust. He had decided to stay at the local college, while all his friends went off to the bigger schools. He still lived with his parents, and was becoming increasingly frustrated with that decision. It was nice to save money on rent, but he felt like the dorm life was part of the college experience, and he was missing out.
Sam had fallen into a boring routine. School, then work, then home late. After work, he'd study in his room. Most of the time, he'd masturbate before falling asleep. He'd watch porn on his phone, and think of the girls in his classes. Becky with the big tits. Carla with the nice ass. Occasionally, though, his mind would drift to a couple of his friends' sisters and moms. Brad's sister Jessica. Mark's mom Vanessa. But there was one that stood out. Rosemarie.
Rosemarie was Nick's mom. Nick was half-Mexican, and Rosemarie was that half. She was in her early 40s, and recently divorced. Nick was one of Sam's best friends, and he spent a lot of time around Rosemarie. She had a great body, and Sam could swear he caught her teasing him with it, once or twice. She would conveniently have to bend over in front of him, while wearing her tightest jeans. Or stretch her back, pushing her big tits out. Sam looked, every time. Nick caught him, occasionally, and would cuss at him, or punch him in the shoulder.
Since the divorce, Rosemarie had started dating again. Nick was an only child, so when he went off to college, Rosemarie had the house to herself. She was entertaining company, and occasionally entertaining male company. Nick would text Sam about it, complaining. Saying that he didn't want his mom on dating apps. He didn't want to think about her having sex. Sam would never tell Nick, but he felt the opposite way. He liked to think about Rosemarie having sex. She was a little chubby, but very curvy. A juicy ass. Huge natural tits. Had to be DD or E. She was only 5'1", so Sam always had to look down. It gave him an excuse to look down her shirt, if she was showing cleavage.
Because Sam was so close to Nick and Rosemarie, they had all agreed that Sam would look in on her from time to time, since Rosemarie was now living alone. He had already popped by a few times. Fixed a couple small things. She thanked him, and gave him a big hug. Sam always had to break the hugs a little early, because he could start to feel blood rushing to his dick.
It was 6pm, and Sam decided to pop by Rosemarie's house. It had been a couple of weeks, and he wanted to make it over there semi-regularly. He walked up to a mostly dark house. One light on, upstairs. He had stopped knocking in middle school, just as Nick didn't knock when he came to Sam's. Sam walked in, to find an empty downstairs. He looked around a bit. Found that the trash needed emptied, and took care of it. The upstairs was pretty quiet, so he assumed maybe Rosemarie was taking a nap or reading a book, and he didn't plan on bothering her. But after the trash, there wasn't much else to do, so he figured he'd go on up and ask if she had anything in mind.
When Sam got to the top of the stairs, Rosemarie's bedroom door was open. He lightly walked to the doorway, planning to knock and announce his presence. Instead, he stopped in his tracks. On the bed was Rosemarie. Nude, except for some bondage devices. She was blindfolded, gagged, and basically hogtied. She was wearing a device that locked her knees to her elbows. Her naked ass was in the air, and her shaved pussy was on full display. Sam was speechless.
