Jeremy Fucs Friend's Mom

Jeremy was 23 and in a fuck-buddy relationship with a 53-year old woman at work. It was understood that the relationship was non-exclusive, which suited both Jeremy and Helen fine.

Jeremy had a station wagon and sometimes helped friends move stuff with it. One day a friend named Peter asked if Jeremy would help him move a chair and table set to his recently divorced mother's place from a used furniture store.

Jeremy agreed and the two young men picked up the furniture and took it to the mother's house. They unloaded the stuff and moved it around a few times as she hadn't yet decided how she wanted it set up.

When they were done, Peter told the two of them that he was going to his old bedroom to gather some clothes he had stored there. Jeremy was left downstairs with Peter's mother, Sandra.

Sandra was in her mid-40s and fairly attractive. She was notably short, with small breasts and a ripe-looking ass. She was dressed in an old sweatshirt and sweatpants as she was planning to do a lot of rearranging that day after the young men left.

Sandra made polite small talk with Jeremy while they waited for Peter to come back down. Her cat came by and she bent over to pick up and pet the animal. Jeremy happened to be perfectly positioned to get a good look at Sandra's boobs - the sweatshirt was loose-fitting and she wasn't wearing a bra.

The titties didn't appear to be much more than a handful, and while quite saggy retained some nice fleshy shape. When Jeremy saw her very thick, hard, and outsized nipples he got an instant hard on. Sandra stood up while stroking the cat's head and her gaze fell on Jeremy's erection, which was now tenting his jeans. She seemed to give a flash of a smile, and then Peter returned from upstairs, carrying a gargage bag full of clothes.

Jeremy and Peter made to leave, but Sandra said she wanted to make them dinner the next night in return for bringing her the furniture. The two of them were fried egg sandwich-level cooks so they quite happily agreed.

The next night, Jeremy and Peter returned to Sandra's place and she'd prepared a superb seafood pasta dish. Sandra only had a bit ("Gotta watch my figure!"), but the two friends stuffed themselves and helped Sandra through two bottles of wine. Later, Peter excused himself to pack up some more clothes and some books to take back to his place.

This left Jeremy and Sandra in the dining room. A little tipsy, Sandra told Jeremy that she'd enjoyed his company, adding, "You'd think I'd know better! Peter's father came home early one afternoon when we were married and caught me screwing the kid from the warehouse where I work. There he was, fucking me like a madman, and my husband walked in here. The kid came inside me right in front of Dan. On the one hand I was mortified with cum dripping down my thighs on the living room floor, but on the other it was pretty funny watching the kid trying to get back in his clothes and out before Dan could kill him. Discretion is the better part of valour, as they say!"

Jeremy was flabbergasted to say the least when her heard Sandra's story. He couldn't come up with one of his frequent witty replies, even as the germ of the idea of fucking this pretty woman who seemed very forward about liking to have sex with younger men planted itself firmly in his always horny mind. The mood was broken when Peter came downstairs carrying a bunch of his stuff. The two of them left for their places.

When Jeremy went to bed for the evening, he enjoyed a slow beat-off to a fantasy of humping Sandra. He edged for a long while, before spraying his chest and stomach with a big, hot load of jizz, moaning with ecstatic pleasure. Jeremy couldn't really have dreamed what would come to pass for himself and his friend's mother.

On a warm Sunday a couple of weeks later, Jeremy found himself out of beer. At the time in British Columbia, alcohol was not sold legally on the Lord's Day. Not necessarily a problem for people in Jeremy's part of North Vancouver: There was an illegal speakeasy of sorts in the area run by the mother of a retired motorcycle gang member who Jeremy knew. Drinks and snacks could be had, and take-home booze was sold at a 100 per cent markup from government liqour store prices.

Jeremy went down to the place and was quickly admitted by the owner. He was trying to decide if he'd have a drink in the "bar" before buying beer to take home, when in walked Sandra. Her face actually brightened when she saw Jeremy and she gave him a hug, pressing her soft breasts into his lower torso. Jeremy's cock instantly hardened and Sandra unabashedly pressed her crotch against it while looking directly into his eyes.

"Let me buy you a drink, Jeremy," she said. "OK," he replied, "I'll have a scotch, straight up." Jeremy moved to a chair in the seating area as Sandra got the drinks and brought them over. She sat on a couch near Jeremy's chair and as they sipped their drinks, she brought a foot up and placed it on his erection.

Jeremy smiled and checked out Sandra's shorts. The legs were quite loose and he could easy see her panties by moving his head a bit. Her pubic hair bulged the panties and a fair number of hairs protruded from the side. Sandra noticed Jeremy's interest and nonchalantly pulled the crotch of the panties to the side. "Like what you see, Jeremy?" she asked as he blatantly squeezed his cock over his shorts.

They were the only customers in the speakeasy and the owner was a former prostitute who wasn't easily shocked. Jeremy got off the chair and knelt in front of Sandra. He worked his tongue up to her moist cunt and gave her a few licks. He stopped and stood up, saying, "Let's grab our booze and go to my place."

"Look, Jeremy," Sandra replied. "I don't want Peter to find out what his mother gets up to with his friends. It'd be too embarrassing if we were seen at either of our houses. Maybe we could get a room at that little dive at the bottom of Capilano Road."

Jeremy knew of the place as he'd once fucked a girlfriend there when they couldn't get privacy at their parent's places where they both then lived. It was cheap, reasonably clean, and there was parking that was pretty much invisible from the nearby thoroughfares.

"OK, sounds good," said Jeremy. He and Sandra bought a case of beer each and took it out to his car. The motel was only about a 10-minute drive away and off they went. Jeremy slid his hand up Sandra's shorts and stroked her hot, wet cunt through her panties. She pressed herself against his hand as they drove, smiling at the thought that the people in the nearby cars and on the street had no idea that she was being masturbated deliciously.

They parked in a corner of thr motel parking lot and Sandra waited while Jeremy paid for a room for one night. He came back and got her and then unlocked the door to the room. They were no sooner inside than they were in each other's arms, tongues probing mouths, and genitals jammed together.

Sanda stepped back and took off her top while Jeremy ripped off his clothes. His rock-hard cock slapped against his belly and pointed straight up. Jeremy leaned forward and sucked Sandra's huge, hard nipples into his mouth, sometimes taking in most of her small, saggy titties as well. She moaned as he flicked her nips with his tongue, holding his head tightly against her breasts. Sandra again broke off their embrace and went to peel off her sexy, semi-transparent panties.

"No, baby, leave them on for a bit," whispered Jeremy. "I want to eat you through them!" Jeremy eased her back on the queen-size bed and Sandra put her feet on his shoulders as he feverishly knelt before her. Jeremy dipped his head and ran his tongue up and down her wet slit, visible through the thin fabric of the panties. He began to masturbate slowly, pulling his hand back and forth on his cock.

Sandra started humping her snatch against his probing tongue and the beautiful scent of her horny cunt enveloped Jeremy. Aroused beyond belief, he reached down and pulled off Sandra's panties, throwing them onto a nearby chair. My God...what a full bush she had, a little bit of grey sprinkled through the dark brown matt. Jeremy grooved on the image for a few seconds, still pulling on his cock, now slick with pre-cum.

Jeremy returned to his oral devotions of Sandra's meaty vag and clit. He made her cum twice, back-to-back, within a couple of minutes, screaming as the supreme pleasure wracked her pussy. "Oh, Jeremy, fuck me now! Please, baby!" Sandra finally managed to utter hoarsely.

Sandra pulled her knees back and spread her shapely thighs. Jeremy got over top of her and readied himself to slide his cock home. But before he could enter Heaven, he felt her hand encircle the base of his penis and pull him towards her honey hole. Sandra caressed his tightened balls, sending sparks through his genitals, and then stroked his cockhead against the small, hard clit buried in her pubic jungle.

Jeremy couldn't take it anymore and powerfully pushed his cock into her hot, slippery, yet surprisingly tight fuck pocket. There was no vestige of self-control - both of them were slamming into each other as they humped frantically, the bed springs creaking. Sandra got a finger to her clit and rubbed herself into another orgasm. Her passionate cries put Jeremy over the top.

Jeremy was pounding like a madman, his gaze switching between her wildly bouncing titties and nipples and the hairy junction of cock and cunt. He felt his ejaculation start to work itself up from somewhere near his asshole and, grabbing her tight bottom in one powerful hand, buried himself to the hilt and blew his load.

Jeremy moaned in exquisite pleasure as his cock pumped out a massive, creamy wad into Sandra's guts. He felt several distinct, slimy pulsations erupt from his penis before everything resolved into a constant flow of hot semen.

Jeremy pulled out and clinically observed the huge creampie he'd delivered into Sandra's cunt. He got down a bit and licked her hard clit a few times, glorying in the wet odour emanating from Sandra's soaked bush. Then he rolled onto his back and firmly ordered her, "Sit on my face, bitch. Fuck my mouth with that dripping pussy!"

Sandra didn't appreciate the hard language, but she was totally turned on by the prospect of receiving an oral clean-out of her pussy while humping Jeremy's face. She scooted up his torso, dripping a bit of the jism on his hairy belly and chest. Then she slammed her wet vagina down on his salivating mouth.

Jeremy grabbed her ass and hips and pulled her meat tighter against his tongue and lips. A few times he broke off to pinch Sandra's immense nipples between his fingers. Their excitement grew even more and Jeremy swallowed the cum dripping down from Sandra's cunt while he firmly yet slowly masturbated beneath her.

Humping uncontrollably, Sandra came hard with a long, drawn-out moan. She collapsed on the bed and Jeremy rammed his cock home and power-fucked her on her back for a few minutes. Then it was his turn to lose control and he pulled out his wet cock and unloaded another hot load for Sandra,

His hand a blur as he frantically whacked off while staring intently at her her gorgeous cuntlips, Jeremy blew another load. Thick, hot cumropes painted Sandra's pubes, belly, and titties and a bit shot up to splatter on her cheek.

They recovered from their orgasms a bit and dressed. Sandra had Jeremy drop her at the end of her street and dismissed him after saying he could keep her beer. They never fucked again. Sandra had found his language and facial squirt just too disrespectful.