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Mature Pussy Teenage Jocks 1

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Mature Pussy - Teenage Jocks

The taboo sexual relationships between older women and teenage jocks.

My stories include the taboo sexual relationships between older women and teenage studs, inter-racial, non-nonconsensual, and boys that impregnate older women.

WARNING: If you enjoy reading romantic stories - I suggest you read another story on Literotica.

ALL CHARACTERS IN ALL MY STORIES ARE AT LEAST 18 YEARS OLD.

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Mrs. Joan Larsen smiled proudly as she sat at the Candlewood Bar and Restaurant with her 60-year-old husband Herb Larsen, and 19-year-old daughter Barbara, and her 18-year-old son Andy.

Her husband, Herb Larsen, had decided to take their family to the popular restaurant to celebrate Mrs. Larsen's 52

nd

birthday - and celebrate the fact they were there as a family.

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The Candlewood Bar and Restaurant was often referred by many as simply "the Candlewood."

It was in the town of Dover that was known as a "college town" because of its three universities.

Dover was also widely known because of its Dover High School football team that had won its second consecutive state championship recently.

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The Candlewood was packed with customers beyond its legal capacity. Many waited in a line outside the front door to be hopefully allowed onto the premises.

A large crowd of customers sat and stood around the length of the long bar drinking their favorite alcoholic beverage - many on their third or fourth drink of the evening.

As usual, the customers at the restaurant/bar were mostly young white college and high school kids - although there was a noticeable good percentage of Asian young people too.

The average age demographic of the customers at the bar appeared to be around 19 years old.

It was clear that the management of the Candlewood Bar and Lounge (like all the other bars in Dover) was lax in adhering to the law regarding the serving of alcohol to those under 21 years old.

There was the typical good number of families that sat at booths and tables around the establishment being served dinner meals - just like the Larsen family was doing.

And as in most bars in Dover, the major exception to the young age demographic was that you could always find a good number of attractive middle-aged women sitting around the bar or just roaming within it - happily chatting with physically fit teenage jocks.

The middle-aged women were mostly white or Asian that enjoyed the attention of a virile young jock that made them forget about the lack of intimacy with their husband - or because of a recent divorce.

The middle-aged women conveniently rationalized in their mind that it was fine to hang out with boys that were in many cases much younger than their own children.

It was commonplace at bars in Dover to see a giggling inebriated white or Asian middle-aged woman decked out in skintight yoga pants and a revealing sports bra halter - with a confident grinning baby-faced teenage jock's muscular arm tightly wrapped around her with his young strong hand clamped to her ass.

Although these hard-bodied jocks were young, many of them had the same playbook in mind for the evening.

That playbook was to hook-up with a vulnerable sex starved attractive middle-aged woman that had not quite reached her dreaded menopausal life change.

It was the type of woman that was easily persuaded to spread her legs for a handsome muscular teenage jock that showed an interest in her.

The result of that playbook was a good number of teenage jocks, at the tender age of 18 or 19 years old, could boast that they had impregnated more than one ovulating woman that was old enough to be their mother.

On several local social media sites teenage jocks would chat and boast about the number of middle-aged women they had impregnated

They would wager among themselves as to who could impregnate the most middle-aged mothers.

Interestingly, in some instances it was an honor for the middle-aged woman to be impregnated by a teenage jock

It was an ego booster to know that a boy in his sexual prime preferred impregnating her - rather than some nubile young girl the boy's age.

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The Larsen family lived on the edge of the town in an area of large affluent homes. It was over twenty miles away from where the bars and restaurants in downtown Dover were located.

Mr. Larsen had heard from a neighbor that the Candlewood served great dinner meals and decided that it would be the perfect place to celebrate his wife's 52nd birthday with his family.

Mrs. Larsen, in contrast, was somewhat concerned about having her family dine at the Candlewood.

However, she decided not to mention her concern about the restaurant to her husband.

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The Larsen's family life had dramatically changed for the better.

It was only four months ago when it seemed inevitable that Mrs. Joan Larsen and her husband were heading for a divorce after 30 years of marriage.

Mrs. Larsen had discovered that her husband had been paying the rent for an apartment for his teenage lover, an 18-year-old Black girl named, Latisha Brown, that attended Woodbury High School that was in a predominately Black town a few miles from Dover.

Mrs. Larsen had inadvertently noticed on her husband's cell phone a photo of him in bed with the curvaceous naked big breasted black girl.

Mrs. Larsen was outraged and demanded that her husband leave their home - while the divorce legal proceedings were in process.

However, after months living with the young teenage black girl, not even the incredible sex with the dark chocolate 18-year-old Latisha could make him forget about the nice life he had living with his wife and children.

And thanks to the insistence of their 19-year-old beautiful daughter, and 18-year-old son, their parents gave their marriage a second chance after that one horrible moment during it.

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Mr. Larsen apologized to his wife and swore that he would not see Latisha again.

Although he made sure not to mention to his wife that he had always and still had a predilection to fuck 18- and 19-year-old curvaceous teenage black girls.

For some reason his aging limp cock would react with rock hard vigor when it pumped into a young black pussy - which didn't happen when he was with his wife.

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He was thankful that his wife never discovered about the other black girls that he had banged during the last twenty years.

He had to hide the fact that he still had a wandering eye for young black pussy.

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At the restaurant, Mrs. Larsen wore her new short red skirt that revealed her toned stockingless legs, a low-cut matching blouse that highlighted her deep cleavage, and her red four-inch heels.

It made her feel good that her husband had urged her to wear the revealing sexy outfit for dinner.

She was overjoyed that her recently estranged husband was now sitting next to her with his hand lovingly on her bare leg just above her knee.

She happily assumed that her 60-year-old husband was going to explore more than just her bare leg when they slipped into their marital bed later that night.

It had been quite a long time since she looked forward to having her husband's hands roam her body.

Mrs. Larsen also wore the new diamond necklace that her son had bought her that had a pendent with the inscription, "Best Mom."

She then leaned over to her other side and gave her 18-year-old son, Andy, a quick kiss on his cheek.

"Thank you for the "Best Mom" diamond necklace that you bought me," she gushed.

"Mom, you are the best!" he responded with a big smile.

Mrs. Larsen was proud that Andy, although small in stature at 5'3" and 115 pounds, was selected to be lead waterboy for the Dover High School football team. It excited him to fill up the water bottles and provide clean towels for the star players on the team.

Andy was grateful that his mom had been able to persuade someone at the high school football program to select him for the popular water boy position.

This was especially true because he was in obvious pain with a significant limp when he walked even a short distance.

And as a waterboy there was plenty of walking and running between the sidelines and the football field.

Mrs. Larsen explained to her son that she had met someone with significant influence from the football program that had specifically selected him for the position. However, she said that she could not divulge the identity of that person.

Mrs. Larsen then glanced happily across the table at her 19-year-old daughter, Barbara. After many attempts, Barbara finally was hired at her dream job, as a swimsuit model for the local Dover sports magazine/website.

The status of being a swimsuit model on the local magazine/website would be a steppingstone to obtain other modeling jobs in the future.

At 5'6" and 120 pounds, photos of her in a G-string bikini on a sandy beach were extremely popular on the sports website.

Mrs. Larsen decided not to tell her daughter that same contact with influence had pulled strings to secure the job for her daughter.

Mrs. Larsen enjoyed hearing compliments from friends and acquaintances that her daughter's knockout body resulted from her mother's DNA.

They would say that Mrs. Larsen's figure was more voluptuous than her daughter's - and then jokingly say "just a little bit older."

It was true, at 52 years old, Mrs. Joan Larsen was still a stunner, despite the few small wrinkles on her face, and wider hips from having two children. Her ample breasts were still firm, and her skin over her entire body was almost flawless with few blemishes.

And of course, she still would attract the lusting eyes of the opposite sex.

As the family enjoyed their meal, Andy asked, "Dad, can you get me a beer at the bar? My back is killing me today. It will be difficult for me to walk to the bar and back."

"We should ask our waitress. Your dad is having problems walking with his current bad case of sciatica," interjected Mrs. Larsen.

"Mom, our waitress is overwhelmed by the number of tables she's serving. It will take forever before she gets back to us for only an order for a beer," interjected Barbara.

"Well, I have to go to the rest room anyway, I will order the beer at the bar on the way back," responded Mrs. Larsen with a motherly smile.

"Thank you, mom," responded her son, Andy.

"Anything for my boy," responded Mrs. Larsen with her beautiful motherly smile as she kissed her son on his cheek as she stood up from her chair.

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Mrs. Larsen slowly weaved her way through the crowded large restaurant where customers stood almost shoulder to shoulder.

As she tried to squeeze herself between some teenage boys, she was appalled that most of them failed to move as their young fit bodies rubbed against her.

Mrs. Larsen then suddenly felt a large hand tightly grope her ass cheek. She then turned to see a tall muscular blond boy that she figured was barely 18 years old that wore a Dover High School football team T-shirt.

"Young man, I could be your mother! Do not do that again!" she yelled at him.

"Hey momma, you do not have to get so angry. I just want to get to know you. My name is Billy Bensen."

"Well Billy, that's no way to meet any woman - young or old!" she snapped at him.

"Don't blame me because you're a fine piece of mature ass," Billy replied with a big grin. "In fact, in my opinion it is the finest Grade-A mature ass here at the Candlewood this evening. And I have enjoyed the pleasure of many fine vintage mommy butts," he chuckled.

Mrs. Larsen angrily stared momentarily at the teenage boy and then did her best to calmly respond, "Billy, I am sure that you would not want some boy to grab your own mother's ass."

"If my mother had a fine juicy ass and nice wide baby bearing hips like yours, I would expect that boy to be balls deep in her ass and pussy morning, noon and night," he chuckled.

Mrs. Larsen decided that she had heard enough from this crude boy. She then began to take a step away from him when she felt a large hand on her shoulder.

She quickly turned and peered up to be stunned to see Brad Murphy - better known by his nickname as "Bull."

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Brad "Bull" Murphy was the 6'6" and 236-pound star quarterback for the Dover High School football team.

The blond haired 18-year-old had led the team to two state high school football championships.

He had developed a cult-like fan base of both young and old in the town of Dover and beyond.

The teenage hunk had broad shoulders and bulging biceps that were highlighted in his skintight Dover high school t-shirt.

Brad "Bull" Murphy's imposing massive sized body ominously towered over just about anyone that he encountered - whether it was on the football field, school, or local bar.

Bull scored running touchdowns by easily bulldozing over the teenage boys of the opposing teams.

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He enjoyed seeing the much smaller high school defensive players falling to the ground in pain after he brutally ran over them for a touchdown.

He would stand over them and crudely taunt the helpless defensive player on the ground.

Bull relished the adulation from the cheering crowd in the stands as they repeatedly chanted his name "Bull" - after his pulverizing brutal runs.

Despite Bull being crude and ruthless, teenage girls drooled about the handsome massive sized teenage stud. They would flaunt their hot young bodies in their attempt to seduce him into slamming his young cock into their tight pristine pussies.

Instead, Bull preferred the adulation from the many jubilant attractive middle-aged moms in the stands that were in their forties, and 50s.

These older women were in awe of how he powerfully slammed his young mammoth sized body into several opposing players to score a touchdown.

The middle-aged women would gush among themselves about the stark contrast between the powerfully built teenager and their chubby bald husbands and scrawny sons.

During locker room banter with the other young jocks, Bull would crudely refer to the middle-aged mothers as "Bull's breeding mommies."

The other jocks in the locker room would laugh along with Bull about his crude description about the attractive middle-aged women.

However, there were several middle-aged women in the Dover area that were in their late forties and early 50s that would not have been laughing. They had to explain to their husband and family why they suddenly had a belly bump and the new addition to their family. - after willingly spreading their mature legs to be bred by the 18-year-old Bull.

Although a few of their husbands had already known about their wife's ongoing sexual relationship with the 18-year-old - they were rightfully petrified to confront the massive sized boy in fear of his ruthless retribution behavior.

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"Hey Billy, this gorgeous lady belongs to me," said the towering teenage stud nicknamed the Bull.

Sorry Bull, I did not realize you have a claim on this hot sexy momma," responded Billy.

"No problem, Billy"

"Damn, Bull, this is another fine momma you have lined up for mating season," laughed Billy.

"You are right Billy. However, I am sure you can find some other mature mommy that suits your perverted sexual needs at Candlewood this evening," responded Bull.

"Ok Bull. However, do not forget you now owe me two slabs of fine mommy butt meat - with a matching rack of juicy aged breasts with tasty nipples," Billy responded with a wild crazy type of laugh.

Billy then turned to Mrs. Larsen, "Too bad momma, we could have had a flaming sodomizing mother-son relationship together," as he then walked away with a big grin on his face.

Mrs. Larsen gulped, not knowing what to say when she saw the Bull hovering over her - and bewildered what Billy had just uttered.

Nice to see you again Mrs. Larsen, it seems that Billy Benson targeted you for his perverted plans for the night," said Bull with a broad smile.

"Oh hi, Bull," she stammered as she never anticipated seeing him this evening.

"Is that the same Billy Benson that the news media recently described as "Psycho Billy Bensen," that was accused of sodomizing an older woman that he met at a Dover bar? she trembled as the words came out of her mouth.

"Yep, however, the woman later recanted her accusation. She totally changed her story to that their relationship was consensual. The police were satisfied that Billy was not guilty."

"Oh, I must have missed that news."

"Yea, Billy Benson can be overly aggressive and wildly unstable in his behavior at times. However, I must say he is our best wide receiver on the football team at Dover High School."

"Oh, that's interesting," replied Mrs. Larsen.

"Yea. And you too look very interesting in your sexy outfit. I do not recall you wearing it for me," replied Bull with some obvious jealousy in his voice.

"I just bought it yesterday to celebrate reconciling with my husband - and also for my 52

nd

birthday," Mrs. Larsen nervously responded.

Bull responded with a scowl on his face after her comment - letting her know that he was not happy with her getting back with her husband.

"And what about this "Best Mom" necklace on your neck. I agree you are one of the best mom's that I have enjoyed being with", he paused, "or should I say, fucked," he responded in his usual crude manner.

"My son bought me the necklace," she quietly responded.

"How nice, I should mention to him that I enjoyed banging his mother in his bed our first night together,

"Please Bull! Do not embarrass me and ruin my family!" she pleaded.

"Really, Mrs. Larsen. I just observed that you were happily sitting with your husband and children here this evening. I am the one that has been embarrassed and insulted after all the things I did for you and your family during our sexual affair.

"I am sorry Bull. Yes. my husband and I are back together again," she stammered trying to maintain her composure.

"I guess that's why you haven't returned my texts and calls to you," said Bull with anger in his voice.

" Bull, I am sorry!" replied Mrs. Larsen.

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"I know you are well aware that I don't allow anyone to embarrass or insult me without serious retribution from me!" responded Bull with more anger in his voice.

"Bull, I am sorry! I needed to give my marriage a second chance for me and my family.

"That is interesting because we know how much you complained to me about the lack of intimacy in your relationship with your limp dicked husband. And we both know how much I solved that problem for you," he responded as his eyes peered into hers.

"Bull, it was a mistake for me to find that intimacy with you - a 18-year-old boy. It was a terrible time in my life," she responded as quietly as she could with crowds around them.

Yes, it was a terrible time in your life. However, I was there to relieve all your pain - and stretch that lonely mature pussy of yours."

"Bull, I do not want to talk about it anymore! And certainly not here!" I am going to the bathroom now. And then get my son a beer and enjoy a nice meal and evening with my family.

"You don't want to talk about this anymore?" Bull raised his voice in anger. "I should give you a good Bull whipping right now at the Candlewood!"

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Mrs. Larsen was aware of what a Bull whipping meant. She had endured it several times during their sexual relationship. It always happened when the Bull felt she disrespected him.

It was especially true because she reminded Bull of his own mother.

During the Bull whipping, he would have her naked on her knees and then whip his massive sized cock and roll his balls repeatedly across her face - and then ultimately shove his cock down her throat until she would start retching.

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