All characters in this story that are involved in explicitly described sexual situations are defined as being 18 years of age or greater. This includes but is not limited to talking explicitly about sex, voyeurism, exhibitionism, fantasizing, masturbation, and graphic sexualized descriptions, in addition to actual sexual intercourse. This also includes explicit flashbacks or past remembrances.
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A little background on me. My name is Jason Ardmore Jackson, JJ to everyone. I was watching my mother and her friends sitting at the kitchen table. Every Friday night my mom and her friends would get together to drink wine and gossip while playing cards. I hung around, keeping their wine glasses full. My mind packed with thoughts of which one of Mom's friends would I fuck. To tell the truth, I wanted to have sex with all four.
First, there was Mrs. Traxler. Mrs T was in her early thirties, beautiful rack and in my mind a body built for sex. Her body reminded me of a certain actress with a last name of Hendricks. Her husband was a airline pilot and was away most of the time. To me she was the hottest of them all.
There was Mrs. Garcia. Mrs G was in her forties, it was hard for me to tell exactly. She oozed with smoldering Latina sexiness. She was hot and I mean hot.
Mrs Olsen was sitting across from my mom. Her Swedish features a treat for my eyes. Her body was tall and thin. Her hips almost boyish like. Her boobs, maybe a B at best, her large nipples were always hard. I think she was the youngest of the women. I heard her once say she was twenty eight. She had no children and she was separated from her husband for the past two years.
Mrs Louden was the last lady in the group. Her fire red hair turned me on to no end. She reeked of sex and if I were to fuck her, my life would be complete. Mrs L was also in her thirties. She was a model in her younger days and still today acted in local TV ads. Whenever I heard her on TV, I rushed to watch.
During the last semester of my senior year in high school, I was able to bed Mrs. G, Mrs. O and Mrs. L. I covered that pretty well in Part I of this story. Now I will continue with Part II.
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In late July. my mother had fallen and her Orthopedic Surgeon placed her in the hospital. Mom's leg broke in such a way that she required traction and continuous care. I visited with her every chance I got. She was always in good spirits and couldn't wait to come home. Her lady friends were with her almost constantly.
One day Mrs. Traxler was visiting her when I arrived. I'd never seen Mrs. T dressed so sexy. When sitting; her skirt did not completely cover the top of her thigh highs. Her blouse was see through, with pockets that hid her nipples, but nothing else was left to the imagination. She could see that I was staring at her beautiful tits. Mrs. T shifted in her chair and resumed talking to my mother. I believe that her shift was on purpose, her legs parted slightly and I could see her inner thighs. Her thighs weren't spread enough for me to see her panties, but my thoughts that she wasn't wearing any drove me bonkers. I had the distinct feeling she was teasing me.
I walked over to my mom and gave her a kiss. She tousled my hair, which by the way is wavy, not curly.
"Are you eating okay? I can't wait to get home and fix you and Dad a home cooked meal."
"Yeah Mom, Dad and I are doing fine. I'll bet you didn't know that Dad can cook like a chef, but I do miss your cooking."
"Thanks son, maybe you won't want me to cook anymore. Am I being replaced by your father?"
"Mom, stop it, no one could replace you, ever ever, you're the best."
Mom, Mrs. T and I were talking when my father stepped into the room.
"Hi, Sweetie," he said as he planted a kiss on Mom's lips. "Making my nightly rounds and then heading home. You coming home soon, Son?"
"I don't think so, Pops, I was hoping to see the guys and goof around some, maybe play some video games."
"Well don't stay out too late, stay safe, but have fun." Always the parent, that's my dad.
Dad left after telling Mom he would return later that evening. Mom and Mrs. T resumed their conversation. Mrs. T was talking about going to a movie that was playing downtown. But since her husband was flying to Hong Kong, as she spoke, she would probably miss it and have to wait until it was on cable.
"Isn't tonight the last night it's playing?" My mom asked. "If you really want to see it tonight, JJ can go with you, can't you JJ?"
"I guess so." No shit, I was ecstatic that I might have a chance to see a movie with the sexy gorgeous Mrs. Traxler. There was nothing more exciting to me then being with her.
"Good, go to the movie with Mrs. Traxler and be her escort for tonight. You aren't doing anything important, you can see your friends tomorrow."
It was almost like a miracle that my Mom's meal was delivered right at that moment.
"JJ hand me my purse." Mom handed me a twenty. "Now you two run long so I can eat my dinner in peace."
"Bye Mom," I kissed her on her cheek. "I love you."
"Thank you Tina for loaning me your son tonight. I sure wouldn't go to a movie alone, it just wouldn't feel right. I'll make sure he gets home safe. Bye for now, I'll see you in a couple of days, Maria or Ingrid will be here to visit with you tomorrow."
Mrs. T kissed my mom on her forehead. "C'mon tiger, let's get a bite to eat and take in that movie."
Mrs. T took me to a cafe. We filled our trays with food, Mrs. T paying for mine, then we found an open table and sat down. I noticed a couple men looking very approvingly at Mrs. T. She was dressed pretty hot and when she walked, in heels, she turned heads. I wondered what they thought of a hot sexy white woman having a meal with a young handsome black dude. Well, if all worked out like I wanted it to, their thoughts would be right on. I was getting a stiffy just thinking about it.
After we finished eating, we sat at the table quietly, neither of us talking.
"Penny for your thoughts?" Mrs. T asked.
I looked her straight in her eyes. I was thinking, "I want to fuck your pussy and I'm going to fuck it hard tonight."
She must have read my mind. "I really do want to see that movie tonight. There is a late showing at 10:15, you up for that? Or should we go to the early one?"
My mind said, "Early show, early show. Then get her in your Jeep and fuck the shit out of her."
"How about we go to the early showing and then take a drive someplace quiet. I want to get to know you better, much better."
I thought, "Put it all out there JJ, she can only say no."
Mrs. T smiled and took my hand in hers. "I thought you would never ask. I've got something for you and I hope you like it. I've never given it to a black man before."
My heart was doing cartwheels while my cock was jerking. I was going to get a piece of ass from Mrs. Traxler, I was positive of that. Mrs. T stood up, I stood up also. I took Mrs. T's hand and led her from the cafe.
"I'll bring my car and follow you to the theater. You know the way JJ."
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I was following JJ's Jeep, deep in thought. For months now I was thinking of ways to get JJ between my legs. I had never been with a black man before and now I had a prime opportunity thanks to poor Tina's injury. I watched him while us ladies played cards every Friday night. There were times that his eyes told me he wanted me. I would look at his crotch to see if there was a lump there. There was... good... that made my job that much easier.
I'm so glad that my husband and I have an understanding. We had it before we were even married. He wanted it and so did I, we could have sex with others. The rules were that we had to tell each other after the act. An open marriage that eliminated the risk that so many marriages experience; cheating.
JJ pulled into a parking spot that had open spots on either side of his vehicle. I pulled in next to his; on the driver's side, I trusted JJ wouldn't ding my door with his. JJ was beside my door and opening it before I could grab my purse. Now I had a new dilemma. How would I exit my car without giving him a great view of my panties. I could use my purse to strategically cover my legs, or just give him a full show. I opted for the full show, but I would act innocent about it. I wanted this young man panting before he would get a taste of my pussy. Just thinking about him and his cock made my pussy tingle and become very wet.
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Mrs. T pulled her car right in beside me. I hopped out of my vehicle so I could open her car door. I was trying to be nice, but when she got out of her car, I had a full view of her panties and crotch. My dick jerked and became somewhat swollen. I took hold of her arm and steadied her. Mrs. T surprised me by putting her hands on each side of my face. She pulled my head down and planted a big kiss on my lips. I wasn't going to let her get away with just one kiss, I encircled her with my arms and kissed her back. I could feel her body melt into mine.