INTRO
Dan Brigner arched his head back, his knees suddenly weak, both hands clutching the platinum blonde head that was bobbing back and forth at his waist, his hard cock surrounded by an incredible warm wetness, a deep moan rising to his ears.
Although he'd received numerous blow jobs in his young life, the high school senior couldn't believe anyone could suck cock this well. Adding to this sense of the surreal was the fact that he was in a hotel room with his girlfriend's sexy mother, both of them completely naked.
Randi Boehmon pulled her lips away from his thick shaft with a loud pop and took a big breath, as if she had just come from underwater. With her big breasts heaving, she looked up at the young man from her knees, vigorously jerking his wetly shining cock, a sexy sneer on her beautiful face.
She kissed the bulbous head of his rod, her tongue swirling around its crown, and arched her eyebrows, asking:
"You like this, Baby?!"
Without waiting for his response, Randi dropped her jaw, taking the young man's sweet meat back into mouth, her hands wrapping around to grab his taut butt cheeks as she fucked his cock with her face.
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!" she slobbered as she blew him, her pussy already wet in anticipation of the fucking she expected she would be receiving soon.
"AAAaaahhhh . . . Mrs. Boehmon!!!!! . . . Oh Jesus!!!!!!!!" Dan managed to sputter before he felt his nuts begin to tighten, suddenly wondering if his girlfriend's mother was actually going to let him cum in her mouth.
ONE
Since his freshman year, Dan had heard all the outrageous rumors surrounding Randi Boehmon. Initially, he had written them off as nothing more than adolescent fantasy based more upon her striking good looks than anything factual.
Although in her late forties, the petite blonde had the body of a woman half her age, with a trim waist and slender legs. Her breathtaking blue eyes were usually set against a dark, smoky eye shadow, and her make-up and fashion always seemed to cause her to stand out, even among much younger women from Middleton who were quite attractive in their own right.
However, after Dan started his senior year,he found himself rethinking his original position. He took notice when Mrs. Boehmon dyed her hair platinum blonde and cut it in stylish, short angular bob, just brushing her shoulders.
One of his buddies thought she looked like Posh Spice and the midwestern MILf shared the celebrity's penchant for short, tight skirts and sexy high heels. Dan felt she was a sexier version of Jenny McCarthy, but everyone agreed that she was smokin' hot.
The kicker came when he saw her at Mass after she had clearly had her boobs done. Never busty by any measure, Mrs. Boehmon appeared to have gone up at least two cup sizes. At that point, Dan decided that he was going to see if there was any truth to the rumors about Randi Boehmon's sexual exploits.
Dan had known Randi's daughter Katie since the 6th grade. Smart, gorgeous and outgoing, she had inherited her mother's incredible blue eyes, high cheekbones and limited bust size. Although she was obviously very popular, Dan was not at all suprised when she agreed to go out with him. A stand-out on the Middleton Bison hockey team, the strapping youth was a well muscled athlete with broad shoulders and thick muscular thighs. He wore his black hair longer than most, liking the way it hung out from under his helmet and his aggressiveness on the ice won him a reputation as someone not to mess with.
In short order, Dan became a regular at the Boehmon home, and was warmly welcomed by Katie's parents. Her dad seemed like a great guy and Dan felt badly that he was jerking off to his sexy wife. For her part, Randi was always a gracious and attentive host, and to Dan's lingering disappointment, she never said or did anything that would cause him to believe that she was anything other than a loving wife and mother.
That all changed on a bright April afternoon.
TWO
Dan had a part-time job at a local hardware store and stopped by Katie's on his way home. Familiar with her schedule, he expected that she would be home even though she had failed to respond to his text. He was a little suprised when Randi Boehmon answered the door.
"Dan . . . So nice to see you! Please . . . Come in!" the sexy MILF addressed him, his eyes immediately drawn to her big, full breasts which were pushing tightly against the thin material of a light blue cardigan sweater, the bottom buttons undone allowing a flash of her tight, flat tummy to peek out above her snug jeans.
"Katie and her dad went to the mall. They shouldn't be long." she added over her shoulder as he followed her into the house. His eyes dropped to her cute little ass, loving the way she moved on her ankle strap sandals with the 4 inch heels.
"Make yourself at home." the lovely soccer mom added with a killer smile, her lips glistening in a soft, cinnamon shade. "Can I get you something to drink?"
"No thank you . . . I'm good. I just got off work and swung by. I really should have called first." he explained, taking a seat on the couch.
"No . . . I'm glad you did. There's been something I've been wanting to talk to you about." Randi told him.
"Really? . . . What's that?" Dan asked, looking up at the petite beauty who was standing in front of the hearth.
"It's about you and Katie." she told him a serious tone, taking a seat next to him on the couch.
"Okay." Dan responded, suddenly a little nervous.
Randi sighed. "I know that you're both seniors . . . adults really since you are both 18 now, and I try not to be naive about these things . . . It's just that last weekend . . . when you were here . . . I saw something that concerned me."
Suddenly alert, Kyle's mind replayed his weekend visit, wondering what, or more specifically, how much Mrs. Boehmon had seen,
"I'm sure you two didn't hear me when I came downstairs to the basement. I was making some popcorn for Katie's dad and I was going to see if you kids wanted some."
Dan's throat tightened, suddenly fearing what Randi may have seen.
"You guys were sitting on the couch . . ." Dan felt his shoulders relax, he exhaled not realizing that he had been holding his breath. Relieved that she evidently had not caught them in the basement bedroom where he and Katie usually fucked.
Randi hesitated before adding " . . . and you had your hand down my daughter's pants."
"Oh . . . Mrs. Boehmon . . . I'm sorry . . . I just got a little carried away . . . That's all . . .It will never . . . "
Randi held her finger up to quiet the young man. "Dan . . . Dan . . . Please . . . Let me finish."
Dan quickly shut his mouth, already thinking about how he could talk his way out of this mess.
"My daughter is very precious to me. And when I allow a young man to visit her in my home, I expect that she will be treated with respect. Do you understand?"
Dan lowered his eyes. "Yes Ma'am."
"Good. Because if I have any suspicion that you are trying to take advantage of her, I will take whatever steps necessary to assure that you are no longer able to see her. Are we clear on this?"
"Yes Mrs. Boehmon." Dan quickly agreed, considering himself lucky that he'd only gotten busted with his fingers, and not his cock, in Katie's sweet pussy.
"Fine." Randi reached over to pat Dan's hand. "I'm glad we had this talk. Katie is not some whore . . ." She slid her hand over to squeeze the young man's thick, muscular thigh and when Dan raised his head with a questioning look, he was stunned to see Randi staring at him, her gorgeous eyes filled with lust. " . . . unlike her mother!!"
With that, Randi tilted her head and kissed her daughter's boyfriend on the lips, her tongue thrust hotly into his mouth, her hand resting gently on the the side of his face.
