Mrs. Wilson Comes Over

"Bye, Mom! I'll see you on Sunday!"

Eva watched as parents got in their SUV, leaving for a romantic weekend. Eva was 18, in her last semester of high school. Her parents trusted her to stay at home because at her core, she was a good girl. She taught Sunday School at their local church, had been a cheerleader for all four years of high school and had only had one boyfriend, Tom. They had broken up in October when he asked her to put out, and she refused. Eva was saving her virginity for marriage, just like a good church girl should. The issue was that Eva had body made for sex. 5'4", blonde, blue eyed with perky DDs, pouty lips, and tight, bubble butt, Eva was a perfect, sexy All-American girl. No one blamed Tom for wanting to get in her pants but everyone knew it was fruitless effort.

Eva walked in her kitchen, spotting the note her mother left.

Dear Eva,

Have a great weekend! There's money on the fridge for food. Mrs. Wilson next-door knows you're alone, and will check in. We'll see you Sunday!

Love,

Mom & Dad

Eva groaned. She hated Mrs. Wilson. Her next-door neighbor was a widow in her late sixties. She was fat and sweaty, with thin, grey hair, thick lips, and a mustache. She always smelled a bit musty, which Eva knew because Mrs. Wilson was always a bit too friendly. Her hugs lingered a bit too long and she was always making excuses to touch her when they ran into each other in the neighborhood. Eva hoped she wouldn't have to see her a lot over the weekend. She wasn't planning on doing much, she had the weekend off cheer and was planning on relaxing, spending time by the pool, and catching up on homework. She sighed, putting the note on the fridge with a magnet and taking the cash from the envelope on the fridge. She wanted a chill weekend and hopefully that wouldn't involve Mrs. Wilson too much.

Eva decided to take a bath and then order some pizza to eat while she watched a movie. She called the pizza place as she ran the bath, knowing it would take them at least an hour. Soaking in the bath, she moaned softly as her muscles unwound. When the water ran cold, she stood up, shaking off the lingering bubbles. She hopped quickly out of the tub and to the towel rack only to find the rack empty. "Dang" she whispered. "The towels are in the laundry!" Wet and cold, she held her breasts as she dashed from the upstairs bathroom to the laundry room in the basement. But as she was clearing the main floor landing, her stomach filled with dread. Standing in the entry, with the pizza box in her hands, was Mrs. Wilson.

"Oh, Mrs. Wilson, I'm sorry! I need a towel from downstairs!" Eva whimpered.

Mrs. Wilson stared at her, mouth gaping. She stood, taller and much fatter then Eva, dressed in a dress that did little to hide her bulk. Even from 20 ft. away, Eva could see the whiskers on her neck and smell her musty smell. It made her want to gag.

Mrs. Wilson cleared her throat. "Don't be silly, dearie. Come in her and grab a blanket. The pizza is getting cold!"

Eva was afraid to disagree and snuck slowly into the living room, trying to cover her breasts and pussy. She could feel Mrs. Wilson's gaze, like a slimy snail, crawling over young skin. When she got to the couch, she grabbed the throw and wrapped it around herself. Unfortunately, it was a smaller throw and barely covered her ass, exposing the tops of her breasts and offering a flash of pussy when she sat down on a stool at the kitchen island. Mrs. Wilson quietly opened the pizza box, and offered her a slice.

"I hope you don't mind me stopping by, dearie," Mrs. Wilson purred. "I wanted to make sure you had dinner all set. I was thinking of spending the night here too, just to make sure you're doing okay." Her eyes darkened, a flash of something predatory crossing her face.

"Oh no, Mrs. Wilson, that's not necessary," Eva stuttered, her stomach dropping. "I'm sure you have a lot to do this weekend, no need to spend so much time with me." She nibbled at her pizza, no longer hungry in the presence of her old, ugly neighbor.

"Oh but dearie, it would be my pleasure!" Mrs. Wilson came around the island and gathered Eva in a hug. She could feel the girl's heart pounding and smelled her sweet scent as she pressed Eva into her, rocking her in her arms and stroking her back. "I can't imagine a better weekend spent."

Eva was paralyzed. She was trapped in the larger women's embrace. Her arms were pinned to her sides as her face was pressed into Mrs. Wilson's bosom. She was suffocating in Mrs. Wilson's musty, sweaty smell, her body odor trapping her in. Mrs. Wilson's hands were stroking her bare shoulders, slowly, pushing down on the throw, until she felt it come loose, and drop to her lap, exposing her chest and back.

"Oh no, dearie, look at that! You must be cold," Mrs. Wilson took a step closer, holding the girl more closely to her. Her hands started rubbing Eva's back, touching the sides of her breasts and top of her ass. "Let me warm you, dearie. Come let Mummy Wilson get you warm."

Eva wanted to run away, but she felt frozen. When she felt a soft, wet sensation on her neck, she finally started to push away. "Mrs Wilson, it's okay, I'll grab another blanket--"

Mrs. Wilson shoved Eva back in her embrace, holding her tightly. "No, dearie, it's ok. Mummy Wilson is going to make you feel all good and warm now. Isn't that what you want, sweet one? I bet no one has made you feel good before, hmmm?" She traced her tongue around Eva's year, before kissing and licking her down her neck. She could feel the girl still and nervous in her arms. "Don't worry about a thing, dearie. You're going to love how good Mummy Wilson makes you feel."

Eva trembled as she felt Mrs. Wilson slathering down her neck. But something had come alive in the pit of her belly. In the midst of the disgust, she could feel a kernel of heat. Could she actually like what this gross, old woman was doing? Suddenly, she felt a pinch on the side of breast. When she opened her mouth in a gasp, Mrs. Wilson swooped in, thrusting her long, slimy tongue in the young girl's mouth. Eva tried to scream and push away, but Mrs. Wilson held her fast as she drooled and moaned into her mouth, thrusting her tongue in Eva's mouth, rubbing it alongside Eva's and even sucking Eva's little, pink tongue. The more she sucked and thrust into Eva's mouth, the more Eva had to swallow their combined drool, making sure she didn't choke on all of Mrs. Wilson's spit. As she was overcome by the forced kiss, Mrs. Wilson moved her hands to her breasts, rubbing and tweaking her strawberry pink nipples.

Eva felt the small kernel of heat bloom into something greater. The sensation of Mrs. Wilson's soft, hot hands stroking her untouched breasts and nipples was too great to ignore. She soon began to melt into the kiss, enjoying the thrust of Mrs. Wilson's kiss and started to suckle on Mrs. Wilson' s tongue. Her hands came up and wrapped around Mrs. Wilson's back on their own accord.

"That's it, dearie," Mrs. Wilson moaned when she felt Eva begin to respond to her. "Isn't Mummy Wilson making you feel so warm and tingly?" She broke the kiss, a strand of saliva hanging between their mouths. Eva's faced was flushed, her eyes glassy, her pouty lips swollen, wet, and red. Mrs. Wilson leaned in and licked up Eva's face, slowly bathing her in her spit. Eva closed her eyes, feeling herself being coated in Mrs. Wilson's musty saliva. She felt the tongue bathe her eyelids and cheeks. Mrs. Wilson briefly sucked on her nose, quickly tasting her nostrils before resuming her licking, long strokes up her cheeks, sucking and licking her ears. Eva moaned softly as she surrendered to the cleaning. Her mind drifted away from her, as a hazy warmth grew. How did she end up here? But there was something about the smell and taste of this older woman that made her crave her tender, dominant touch.

"Oh dearie," Mrs. Wilson groaned between licks. "You taste so good. So - lick- delicious- lick. Mummy wants to taste all of you. Do you want that, dearie? Do you want mummy to keep tasting you?"

Eva opened her eyes. There she was, this dirty, ugly, old woman. She leaned in and gave Mrs. Wilson a slow kiss. "Yes, mummy," she moaned in her mouth. "Please keep tasting me."

Mrs. Wilson smiled in triumph and then took Eva's hand, helping her off the stool. When she stood, Mrs. Wilson pressed a kiss to her nose and then her lips, lightly sipping at Eva's small mouth. "Such good girl for mummy, aren't you, dearie?"

Eva whimpered in lust and fear. Could she really do this? Was she really going to go further with her old neighbor? But she had never felt lust like this, never wanted anyone like this. Any lust she felt with Tom was completely overshadowed by the burning she felt for this old woman.

Mrs. Wilson led her from the kitchen to the door of her parent's room, off of the living room. When they got to the door, Mrs. Wilson took her in her arms and looked down at Eva, trembling in her arms. "Now, dearie, when we go in there, I'm going to make you mine. You're going to become mummy's good girl forever, do you understand?"

Eva pressed herself closer to Mrs. Wilson, her warmth easing the shivers. She could feel Mrs. Wilson's rolls under her dress but when she looked at her sagging, whiskered face, she only felt lust and affection for her neighbor. "Yes, mummy. I'll be yours," she whispered.

Mrs. Wilson smiled and kissed her forehead. "Yes, dearie. You will be. But you're going to love being mummy's good girl. I'm going to make you feel so good, you will want to stay forever with me. And I'm going to do it in your parent's room, where they made you. Because from now on, you will have a new mummy, ok? In this room, you will replace your parents with your new Mummy Wilson. From now on, I will take care of you." Eva nodded in agreement, her pussy flooding at the thought of making love to this ugly, old woman in her parent's bed. And with that, Mrs. Wilson pushed open the door to Eva's parent's room, taking Eva by hand and leading her to the king bed inside.

Mrs. Wilson pulled the blankets aside and laid Eva on the sheets. Eva squirmed, her naked body on display. She watched, mouth open, flushed from head to toe, as Mrs. Wilson pulled her clothes over her head, revealing her pale, wobbling flesh, streaked with blue veins. She wasn't wearing a bra, and her naked tits were enormous, at least twice the size of Eva's, her nipples like hard erasers. Her ass and thighs were covered in cellulite. The musty, unwashed smell emanated from her pussy, covered only by her high-waisted beige panties, was pungent and strong, but Eva could feel herself falling deeper into the haze, Mrs. Wilson's pheromones filling her nostrils like an aphrodisiac.

Mrs. Wilson crawled up the bed to hover over her, her knees outside Eva's hips. Her great tits hung like udders, her nipples brushing against Eva's perky ones. "Oh dearie, look at you. So beautiful," Mrs Wilson smiled. "Do you want mummy's tongue back? Do you want mummy play with your sweet pussy?"

Eva wiggled and moaned. She reached up to capture one of Mrs. Wilson's breasts and brought the nipple to her mouth, latching on. The tit was sweaty and heavy in her mouth, but the taste was perfect and the feeling of Mrs. Wilson's hard nipple was comforting. Eva began to wish that Mrs. Wilson was really her mother, and that she could suckle milk from her.

Mrs. Wilson cooed in pleasure and stroked Eva's hair as she suckled her teat. "That's it, baby girl. Suck mummy's tit. Mummy loves your sweet mouth on her." She reached down and began to rub Eva's own nipples, pinching and pulling them, to make them hard and red. Her hand then started to pet down Eva's body, stroking her belly, before reaching the tuft of downy, blonde hair at the intersection of her thighs. She gently started to stroke Eva's pussy, her finger gliding down Eva's wet lips, lightly circling her clit. "Oh my dearie is wet for me," she said, petting Eva's pussy. Eva moaned and switched to the other teat, kissing, sucking, and biting at the nipple. Her pussy was wet and clenching, desperate for attention. Mrs. Wilson took her fingers from her pussy and sucked them, tasting Eva's sweet juices.

"Mmmm, mummy loves how you taste, baby girl. I think I need to taste right from the source. Do you want my mouth on your pussy, sweet one?"

Eva nodded, sucking hard on the nipple in her mouth before letting it go with a smack. Mrs. Wilson smiled at her and then leaned down, gently licking her nipples before tracing her tongue down her belly. She kissed Eva's thighs before smacking kisses all around her virgin pussy. Eva's pussy was wet and drooling, the smell sweet and clean. Mrs. Wilson's tongue gently parted Eva's lips, tasting her juices, letting them pool in her mouth, before gliding up to her clit, flicking it with the end. Mrs. Wilson then started placing small and then longer, open mouth sloppy kisses on Eva's clitoris, teasing the pearl with her tongue, sucking and blowing on it, drooling over it, only to lick up her drool and go back, kissing and sucking the pink bud. Her tongue gently speared into Eva's pussy as she sucked her clit, rubbing her inner walls, thrusting inside like a small cock.

Eva writhed and moaned, thrusting her hips to meet Mrs. Wilson's demanding mouth. "Mummy, please!" she whimpered, her hips thrusting a helpless rhythm. She felt claimed and owned by Mrs. Wilson's lips and tongue, as a pressure began to build deep in her tummy.

Mrs. Wilson moaned into her pussy and dug her hands into Eva's hips, bringing the pussy closer to her mouth. "That's it cum for, mummy. Feed mummy your girl cum. Mummy loves the taste of girl cum." Her tongue was plunging in and out of Eva's virgin hole as she slurped up the wetness, her nose tickling Eva's clit. "Mmmm this is mummy's pussy now. Mummy loves her pussy so much." Eva moaned at her filthy words as Mrs. Wilson moved back to Eva' s clit, hovering it up between her fat lips, sucking hard at the tight bud. Eva came apart, screaming for her new mummy, hips thrashing, juices pouring from her pussy as Mrs. Wilson continued to gently suck and slurp at her clit, helping her through the orgasm, tonguing her through the aftershocks.

When the stimulation got to be too much, Eva reached for Mrs. Wilson, removing her from her pussy. Her face was covered in Eva's juices, but it didn't stop her from leaning over to kiss the still moaning girl. As she kissed her, Eva tasted her juices on her tongue, liking the salty, sweet taste.

Mrs. Wilson laid down on her side, still kissing Eva. She couldn't believe Eva had caved so fast to her seduction, but here she was, this sweet, virgin girl, willingly sucking on Mrs. Wilson's old tongue. "Now, dearie, did you like that?"

Eva nodded. "Yes, mummy. You made me feel so good. I loved that, mummy." Eva couldn't stop her hands from reaching to grab hold of Mrs. Wilson's tits, stroking the sagging flesh and plucking the nipples.

"Very good, dearie. I'm so glad I made you feel good. But now, it's mummy's turn. Are you ready to taste Mummy Wilson's cunt?"

Eva's mouth flooded with saliva at the thought of tasting that musty, forbidden cavern. She began kissing down Mrs. Wilson's face, licking down her chins and neck, before tracing down her tits. As she moved down, the unwashed smell of Mrs. Wilson's cunt grew stronger and more pungent, causing more saliva to pool in Eva's mouth. Briefly tonguing her belly button, Eva's hands stroked Mrs. Wilson's fat belly, her rolls, and stretch marks. She then kissed and nipped down and slowly removed Mrs. Wilson's sodden beige underwear, coming face to face with her full grey and black, untamed bush.

Mrs. Wilson opened her legs and pulled her thighs open. Her cunt was red, wet, and slimy, moisture hanging from her curls. The smell was intoxicating. She reached down with a finger, tracing her lips and circling her clit. "Now dearie, it's time to taste mummy's cunt. Are you ready to drink from mummy? You must drink all of mummy's cunt juice. Can you do that?"

Eva nodded in a trance and slowly stuck her little pink tongue out. The tip met one of the beads of moisture hanging from Mrs. Wilson's public hair. At the taste, all doubt and thoughts were driven from her mind. She knew she existed for one purpose- to please Mrs. Wilson. The Eva before was gone, now there was only Mrs. Wilson and her fat, hairy cunt. Eva licked out, the unwashed, fishy taste of the cunt was exhilarating. She started licking Mrs. Wilson's lips and hole like a kitten drinking milk, tiny licks and mews as she sipped from her new paradise. She would be Mrs. Wilson's forever now. She no longer had parents or a life outside of this cunt.

Mrs. Wilson reached up to play with her tits and she watched the blonde cheerleader lose herself in her cunt. Eva was moaning as she buried in her face in the grey hair, slurping and sucking Mrs. Wilson's cunt juice until her lips found her fat clit. Eva suckled on it like she had Mrs. Wilson's tit, her pouty lips forming an "o" around the fat bud. Her hands reached around Mrs. Wilson wide hips, holding on to her as she drowned herself in the slimy cunt.

"Good girl, dearie" Mrs. Wilson cooed. "Suckle mummy's clit. Make her cum so you can have all her cunt juice. You're making mummy feel so good." Mrs. Wilson grabbed Eva's hair and pressed her face more firmly into her cunt, smothering her in hair and flesh. Eva's tongue was wrapped around Mrs. Wilson's clit as she suctioned it into her mouth. Nothing had ever tasted this good, she wanted to live between Mrs. Wilson's thighs forever. Mrs. Wilson's began to tremble and Eva gave one last tug to her clit before her mouth was flooded with salty, musty cunt juice. Eva drank from her clit, before licking the rest of the wetness, cleaning the cunt with tongue, while Mrs. Wilson lay trembling with aftershocks.

Eva was in paradise, chasing juice down Mrs. Wilson's cunt. As she licked down, she smelled something dirtier and more delicious. She lifted Mrs. Wilson's hips, until she saw the dark, puckered hole. Mrs. Wilson cackled. "Dearie, do you want to taste mummy's ass? You want to lick mummy's dirty ass?" Eva stared at the hole, until she felt herself nodding. She did want to taste this dark, dirty place, wanted to worship all of her mummy's holes.

Mrs. Wilson shoved Eva's face in her crack. Her hole was surrounded by long, dark hairs, and the smell was overwhelmingly pungent. But to Eva, it was incredibly sexy. She ran her tongue around the rim, wetting the dark hairs before licking the dark hole. The taste was dirty but she reveled in the dirtiness, drilling her tongue into the rosebud until she breached inside. Her lips pressed around the outside in a perverted kiss, her tongue thrusting into Mrs. Wilson's dirty ass.

Mrs. Wilson rode Eva's tongue, moaning at the young girl's invasion. One hand rubbed her clit as her hips thrust against Eva's mouth. "That's it. Taste mummy's ass. Eat mummy's hole. You dirty, filthy girl. Mmmm, keep eating mummy!"

Eva could feel Mrs. Wilson's hips pound against her face as she came. She kept her tongue inside, fucking her mummy's ass, trying to imprint this dank place in her mouth forever.

After a while, Mrs. Wilson pulled the girl up. Her face was covered in ass and pussy juice and stray pubic hairs. Eva leaned down to kiss Mrs. Wilson eagerly, tasting both of them as they licked at each other's mouths.

"Mmm dearie, that was lovely." Mrs. Wilson pulled back and settled them on their sides, hovering her mouth over Eva's, letting her drool drip into Eva's mouth. "I love you so much. We're going to have so much fun this weekend. And after this weekend, I want you to move in with Mummy Wilson."

Eva laid on her back, her mouth open collecting Mrs. Wilson's spit. "I want to be with you forever, Mummy Wilson," she sighed.