My Best Friends Mother 6

For as long as I can remember, my best friend has always been this guy named Brian. Brian has always been the fastest guy at everything we did. So much so, that in order to keep up with him you had to chase him. After a while, that's what we all started to call him. Chase and I did every thing together, even if I had him by two years. Over the years, our family's got close as we got closer. By the time we got to high school, we were calling each other's mother mom.

My mother, Vikki, was older than his mom by about 12 years. His mom, Debbie, was really young when she had Chase. She was only 15. You know how the hood goes sometimes. Where my mom was married, Debbie, was single and loving it. It is hard trying to be a woman while trying to be a mother, so she says anyway.

Chase was one of those pretty boys that the ladies seemed to love. I guess I was always a little jealous of how easily it was for him with the opposite sex. We both were very competitive when it came to just about anything, sports, video games, and every thing else, except girls. Maybe it was different taste, but we didn't have any problems there.

The spring of my senior year, which would have been his sophomore year, we decided to play different sports that season so that we would have one less thing to try to kill each other about. He played lacrosse, and I played baseball. Practice times and game times were about the same, and the fields were next to each other so his mom was the one to pick us up after more often than my mother would because of their work schedules.

Chase got hurt that season. He ended up twisting his knee and he was out of school for a while, so it would be just me in the car with his mom. The first couple days it was same ole same small talk. One day out of the blue things changed. She asked me if I had been with anyone yet.

"What do you mean Miss Miller?"

"You know what I mean Rondell, sex..., a girlfriend."

"No not really, but there was one girl, but she wasn't my girlfriend."

"What's that's supposed to mean? Is just somebody to get your rocks off with and then just to ignore. You shouldn't use girls like that."

"No, no, no, it's nothing like that. She was the one that didn't want to be with just one guy. She wanted to have fun while she could. She didn't want to be tied down before she went off to college." She was quiet for a little, and so was I.

"I'm sorry. I guess I was flashing back to when I was in high school. My youth was taken away when I had Brian."

"I understand, but it's nothing like that, besides I never been all the way with a girl before."

"I can't believe that Mr. all star athlete shortstop in a virgin."

"Sports are easy, girls don't make any sense. I'm not a good signal reader. Why can't they just say what they want? Yes means yes and yes means no. What the hell?"

I caught myself after I said it. I'd never really cursed in front of her. "Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean..."

"Don't worry about it. The law says you're a man now so I'll let you slide with that one."

Then for some reason she put her hand on my leg and she started rubbing up and down my thigh. She'd done that plenty of times before, but this time for whatever reason my dick began to tingle. I then noticed that we were headed to her house and not to mine. She said that needed to get something from her place before she dropped me off. We pulled up to her house and I was still rock hard. Its was after practice and all I had on was a beater and ball shorts so there wasn't any way to hide.

I tried to cover up as I went into the house with her. I didn't think she noticed but she did.

"Oh my, have we grown. You've come a long way since you and Chase were kids."

"Speaking of Chase, is he here?" That was my attempt of deflecting focus. "Oh, no. didn't he tell you? He is at the doctors' office getting fitted for a walking cast. Sit down make your self comfortable. I won't be long."

She went up stairs for a while. I sat on the couch and clicked on the tube. I didn't hear her come back into the room. "What do you think?"

I looked over in her direction and was floored. She had on an all black, leather skin tight body dress that was backless and strapless. All that was holding it up was her heartbeat and her tits.

"Well!!"

"Miss Miller...you, you look..."

You ever find yourself in a situation and you knew that you were going to be in trouble regardless of what you did? I could literally see the line that I was crossing. Besides, I was getting hard again. Miss Miller wasn't even 30 years old yet and she kept herself up. If she was anyone but who she was I would tell her she was a dime—shiiitt, she looked like a whole bag of nickels. But all I was thinking was that Chase would kill me.

"This is my new outfit. I have plans and I was going to try is out on a date this weekend but I wanted to get a young man's opinion first."

"Damn, Miss Miller you look great." She turned to the side and leaned over and grabbed her knees. "How bout that? Do you think its fat? I hear you boys talking about these hot ass girls around here. What about my ass?"

"Miss Miller, you trippin now, but yeah you got a fatty."

"Yeah, I thought so." We shared a good laugh that was interrupted when the phone rang. She answered it and went into another room. Not that I was listening, but it was quiet at first. She soon started yelling and then she just slammed the phone down.

"Asshole! Fuckin asshole!!"

She came back into the room visibly upset. Apparently those plans for the weekend were just dashed. The guy she was seeing was married and his wife just called the house. She sat on the other end of the couch and leaned over with her head in her hands. This was awkward for me because I've never seen her like this.

I did the best thing I could think of at the moment. I walked over to her to try to comfort her. The closer I got I became obvious that she was crying. I stood behind her and put my hands on her shoulders. She tried to compose herself, but all I could get out of her through her tears was that she couldn't understand how these things kept happening to her.

"I must be some kind of idiot. I always get involved with the wrong guys. I'll be an old maid at 30. What's wrong with me Rondell?"

"There's nothing wrong with you as far as my eyes can see. Any man in his right mind would give his left hand just to sit next to you. To tell you the truth, I've been fighting back a rock hard dick since you came in here with that dress on. Shit, I've been trying to figure out what you got under that thing. You look really hot right now." She turned her head and looked at me with a smile.

"Thanks. Do you really mean that?"

"Of course I do. Any man would be proud to ..."

"That's not what I meant Ronnie; I meant the part about wanting to know what was under here."

While she was saying this my heart started to beat really hard. It didn't get any better when she slid the bottom of her dress up her thighs a little. I opened my mouth but I couldn't get a word out.

"Maybe we can help each other. You claim to be inexperienced, and truthfully it has been a while for me, far too long in fact. Why don't you come from behind there and sit next to me."

As if in a trance, I do as she says. When I sit down, she places her hand where she had it in there car, and with the same effect. "You are very sweet" And with that she leaned forward and kissed me full on the lips. "Now show me what you say you've been trying to hide."

Oh boy. I start fumbling with the waistline trying to get my shorts down. I get them started and she helps me get them all the way down. This was all new territory for me on so many different levels, but Chase or no Chase I wasn't going to mess this up. She grabbed my dick and I almost jumped, this was the first time that I wasn't the one stroking it.

"Damn boy, this looks a lot bigger than I thought it would it would be. First I gotta prime it then I'll show you how to use it right." She licked a line form my balls to my head of my shaft.

"Hmm, about nine inches."

I had no idea where she was going with this but it all felt good. She licked the palm of her hand and began to stroke my dick. She then leaned over and licked my dick in slow circles. She licked her other hand and massaged my balls. She began a rhythm between her mouth and her hand. I wasn't going to last very long and I tried to let her know but she seemed to know already. She was reading my breathing, and moving with me. I tensed up and I began to cum. She didn't stop, she never missed a beat or a drop.

I shot six or seven ropes of cum into her mouth and she took it all. She kept sucking it until it began to limp. It was incredible, but by no means was she finished. She stood up and slowly peeled her leather dress of off her body. Her movements were deliberate and slow. It was a strip tease with no music. Her body was glorious. I've never seen such a beautiful body. Her tits were amazing, and her pussy was shaved but not bald.

We left our clothes in the living room and proceeded to her bedroom. I was led by my dick upstairs. She released me and sat on the edge of the bed. She motioned me over to her with her finger. I was half hard and totally scared. I've never been this far with a woman before. I guess that she could sense my apprehension because she started to put on a show to relax me. She propped herself on her pillows and started to play with her pussy.

From then instincts took over, joined her by sucking her nipples. I would pinch one nipple and suck the other. She was speechless and for the first time she closed her eyes. She reached out to me with one hand and guided me down her body. I licked a trail down her middle to her neatly trimmed bush. My tongue met her fingers. She put them in my mouth and I gladly accepted them by licking her juice off of them.

I closed my eyes this time and allowed her to guide me where she wanted. I opened my eyes and looked up her body and between her breasts and I was greeted sexy glare from her. After licking her pussy for some time, she pulled back her hood and exposed her clit. I took gently it in my teeth and flicked my tongue across it. She reacted be shaking violently. I think that sent her over the edge. She squeezed my head and held it in place.

"Oh GOD! Oh, my god! It's been so long. Thank you. I needed that. I really needed that. Come here. Are you ready?"

I responded by climbing on top of her. When we were face to face, she licked her essence from my mouth and chin. I had no trouble finding my target. I sank right into her. I drove hard into her, giving her all that I had. She reached up for me pulling me down to her. She met thrust for thrust. I heard my balls slap against her ass. I slid my hands down her back and palmed her ass with both of my hands in an effort to hold her still.

She followed my lead and let me take control. I sank all the way into her and began to grind. Her legs wrapped around my back. She had her nipples in her fingertips as I leaned down to take one of them in my mouth. Her body began that familiar spasm and I knew that she was cumming. I could feel the pressure building up in the base of my balls. I was right there with her. I wanted to tell her that I was going to cum but at that moment she kissed me deeply and grabbed my ass and held my inside her. I came with an amazing fury. It seemed to last forever. I could feel her pussy muscles contracting, trying to milk me.

We both knew that we didn't have very much time, because Chase would be home soon. We gathered our clothes and took a quick shower together. She drove me the rest of the way home. Just as I was getting out of the car, she asked what I was doing this weekend, then she winked at me.