My Cricet Mate's Mum

Mum was rattling the door, “Wake up Dave; I want you to do something before school,” she ordered.

Dave wasn’t asleep he had lain in bed for the last hour stroking his cock reliving his night with Mrs Helen Turner.

He still couldn’t believe what had happened. “Shit” he thought how I could have been so lucky. “Mrs Turner is the wife of the roughest toughest footballer in town, she’s built like a playboy model and she’s cheating on him and fucking me.”

Dave wasn’t the only one reliving last night’s action at the drive –in.

“It’s bloody dangerous cheating on Max but it was wonderful” Helen thought as she lay in bed smoking, her finger stroking her clit.

She squirmed as she remembered Dave’s enthusiasm and vigour; the young bugger just kept coming back for more and more.

She stroked her pussy amazed that she was not sore after months of no sex at all, then hours of sex last night.

Her fingers were moving faster in circles now as she smiled to her self, remembering how Dave had been so gentle and loving while trying every position. His enjoyment of her body so obvious that she couldn’t refuse him any thing.

Only now at home in her bed was she thinking of the risk they had taken. “Max would bloody kill us, if he found out” she groaned.

She stubbed out her cigarette and used both hands to stimulate her clit, “too dangerous,” she moaned, “but it was beautiful, so beautiful.”

She was drifting off in a wave of passion when she was startled by a knock on her back door.

She pulled a flimsy blouse over her naked body and slipped out of bed, “who is it” she called as she went through the kitchen to the door.

“It’s me Dave” was the whispered reply.

“What the hell are you doing here at this hour,” Helen asked as she opened the door.

Dave stammered as he reached for her.” Mum sent me down to water Stacy’s plants and pick up yesterday’s mail and papers before school.”

“When I got here, I knew you were home alone next door, so I left my bike out the front at her place, and came down the back through the fence.” Dave replied excitement showing in his voice.

As he spoke his arms went around her, his lips sought hers. “I couldn’t sleep when I got home. Last night was so fabulous it was like a dream, you’re so beautiful I can’t get you out of my mind.”

His warm lips and tongue was all Helen needed too melt her resistance. She too had had difficulty sleeping, her mind full of the nights love making.

She gasped as Dave’s wandering hands found her pussy already wet from her fingers.

Dave groaned “oh Helen,” his tongue now more vigorous, his other hand moving to her breast.

Helen could feel Dave’s hard erection pushing against her thigh. Common sense said not here not in Max’s house, but her passion was building. Her body already excited by her fingers massaging, was responding. The time for commonsense was fading, she was going to come just from his fingers and his kissing.

She moaned out loud as she watched Dave open his fly letting his cock swing free.

A shudder ran through her pussy, her juices started to flow, she stood in his arms in total surrender.

Dave’s mind was awash. He pushed her blouse off her shoulders and it fell to floor. “Christ, he thought, “she’s naked under this top.” His fingers told him, she’s wet and ready.

His eyes told him, last night wasn’t just a oncer, with Helen carried away by her memories of making out at the drive in. He could fuck Mrs Turner again, now, here in her house before school. He ran his hands up and down her body, over her hard round bottom to her pussy, his fingers opening its lips and stroking it from top to bottom.

Dave felt Helen shudder, she was breathing heavy, her face was growing red; her nipples were hard and erect.

Gently he pulled her clit between his thumb and forefinger as he dropped his head to her breast and took her brown nipple into his mouth.

Helen sighed as an orgasm started to hit her. Her knees buckled as she shuddered again and again in a mind blowing release.

Knowing she was about to cum Dave held her under both arm pits and watched, her eyes were wide open, her mouth opening and closing in little gasps as shudder after shudder swept over her fabulous body.

Dave’s body responded, his cock started to leak as he felt it erupt and shoot, its hot load hitting her stomach and thighs. They stood in the kitchen stunned at the intensity of their orgasms, staring into each others eyes as they regained their breath.

Slowly they started to move. Without looking Helen ran a finger down her belly through his spunk and stuck her finger in his mouth, then did it again this time sucking it in her mouth.

He pulled her to him and sank down to lick his spunk inserting two fingers in her wet pussy, slowly stroking her thighs. She moved her body to him moving her hips like a belly dancer. Her pussy massaged his face as she jiggled her hips and held the back of his head.

It was too much for Dave; he bounced up off his knees and turned her around to bend her over the kitchen table. Pushing her legs apart he entered her from behind, his hands coming around to rub her clit and pinch her nipple.

“What’s come over you” she laughed as he pumped his juices into her. “You, yes you. You’ve come over me.” You’re so fucking beautiful and I’m so fucking lucky. I just can’t help wanting to fill you up. I’d love to make you pregnant. You would make beautiful babies.”

His passionate outburst made Helen face reality.

“Oh you’re lovely” she said as she took his head in her hands “but we can’t be stupid, if Max even thought I was cheating he would kill.” “I’m sure of it. So behave, cool down, I love you, but remember I’m married.”

“Keep away from me at the sausage sizzle this afternoon. “Some of those busy bodies will gossip if they get they faintest idea.” “Max is away for two or three days, come back earlier tomorrow morning,” she urged as she kissed him and pushed him out the back door.

The fund raising sausage sizzle was nearly over; some mums were cleaning up as others sat in the grandstand waiting for their sons to finish training.

Sitting in the grandstand with Malcolm, Dave watched Helen rounding up the cricket gear as she did Stacy’s job.

Malcolm’s eyes followed Helen, “shit she’s got the best body I’ve ever seen” he moaned “none of the mothers or cheerleaders could beat that.” Dave ignored him; anything he might say could lead to more questions

Out of the blue, Malcolm asked, “Who do you think would make the best fuck?”

A few seats away two of the mums Janine Murray and Connie Malloy raised their eyebrows and signalled each other to be quiet as they heard Malcolm’s questions.

Dave wanted to change the topic from Helen so he thought quickly. “I don’t know, anyway what does it matter, they are all mothers and married, they wouldn’t be interested in us.”

Malcolm wouldn’t give up, “don’t tell me they don’t cheat, they are like us we all like a bit on the side.” “Come on wouldn’t you like to fuck that Helen Turner or Stacy Watson.”

Dave was desperate to change the subject; it was as if Malcolm knew he had fucked both Stacy and Helen.

“No not really” he said quickly. “Then who? You must have looked at some of them and wondered what it would be like.” Malcolm went on.

Desperately trying to change Malcolm’s focus Dave thought of another good looking mum and said “that Janine Murray has the best arse in town she’s very tall and I like tall women.”

In an effort to make sure Malcolm was well and truly off the track Dave said, “Yes Janine Murray would be my top pick, she’s got a great body. I’d love to have those long legs wrapped around my head as I played with that bum.”

“My God,” Connie said when they were out of earshot. “Dave wants to suck you.”

“Oh shut up” Janine said, “he’s only a boy.”

“He’s eighteen, our top cricketer and he’s got the hots for you.” “What are you going to do about it?”

Janine blushed,” Nothing.” “Don’t be silly I’m married.”

“Don’t give me that,” Connie replied. “You are always complaining Arthur isn’t interested any more.” “Just think what Dave wants to do to you with your legs wrapped around his head.” “Spice your life up, flirt with Dave a bit; you don’t have to go too far just have fun.”

Connie laughed, “He’s probably a virgin, so he’s probably all talk, tease him, he likes long legs, flash him more of yours.”

“Oh shut up” Janine cried, “leave it alone he’s just a kid.”

Dave was at loose ends, for the last three mornings when his mum had sent him to Stacy’s before school he had had an hour with Helen. Now Max was back and Stacy was still away, he was hungry for sex.

To keep away from Helen down at the sports ground, now that Max was back, Dave let Malcolm help her with the gear. Giving him more time to relax.

After he had used her name to deflect Malcolm, he kept running into Janine Murray at the canteen. He noticed she blushed when he tried to start up a conversation.

When he sat in the canteen with his mates he took the opportunity to study her more closely. She was over six foot tall; she had a great tight arse and what looked like a good pair of tits.

Her long black hair framed a beautiful face with high cheek bones and a large mouth. She wore dark red lipstick and a strong floral perfume. Yes she was a bit of alright.

Janine working behind the counter watched Dave; she could tell he was watching her. He’s a good looking young lad she thought “Stop it,” she told herself as she felt a little tingle.

In the shower that afternoon she brought herself to her first orgasm in months using her finger and imagining Dave kissing her there.

Drying herself off she was embarrassed, scolding her self for being a silly fool. “Young men don’t want older women,” she mused.

Then as she dried her breasts, she remembered Dave telling Malcolm he’d like to have her long legs wrapped around his head. Her thoughts quickly turned to what Dave obviously planned to do to her. Dave was obviously talking about oral sex about kissing her down there.

Her husband Arthur’s version of foreplay was saying “would you like one tonight?” Oral sex was not high on his menu.

She sat down on the bed and again stroked her moist pussy, thinking of what his tongue would be like kissing her clit. I wonder if Dave masturbates thinking of me, she dreamed as a little groan of pleasure slipped from her lips.

Dave still called at Stacy’s each morning to clean up water the garden and pick up mail. As he no longer called next door for an hour he decided to go for a run to fill in time. Setting off in the early morning dark towards Stacy’s, he spied a lone female jogger ahead.

He watched the woman closely as he gradually closed the gap; she was wearing body hugging black spandex pants and a red jogging bra. She was tall and fit.

He took his time catching up as he watched the movements of her magnificent bottom. “God what a great bum” he thought as he drew along side and said “Hi.”

Janine’s mind was far away, she was thinking about Dave, deciding as she ran that from now on she would take Connie’s advice and do a little harmless flirting

She stumbled and fell heavily as she turned quickly when she heard Dave’s voice.

Dave didn’t realise it was Janine until he bent to help her up. “Mrs Murray” he exclaimed, grabbing her by the arm, and wrapping one arm around her waist.

“You startled me,” she cried angrily. “I think I’ve twisted my ankle.”

Dave held her, apologising as she tried to stand. She cried out in pain and slumped back down on the footpath. “Its no use I can’t walk.”

Dave started to settle down; he had panicked when she fell because he knew he had scared her. Now he took charge, lifting her up off the ground he set off back down the hill. He was carrying her with one arm under her knees the other around and under her tits. She had her arms around his neck.

She was a tall woman, awkward to carry. After a few minutes he sat her down while he rested. Then he lifted her again, this time heading for Stacy’s house at the foot of the hill. “Where are you taking me?” cried Janine when he pushed through the gate into Stacy’s yard.

“This is Stacy Watson’s house,” she cried “they’re not home”

“I know” Dave groaned “I can’t take you into a house I don’t know. It’s still dark and there are no houses with lights on.” “I have Stacy’s key as I look after their place while they are away. I’ll clean you up and ring the ambulance if we need it.”

He opened the door picked her up and carried her to a couch. Laying her down he ordered her to “rest here. I`ll get a glass of water and a towel.”

When he returned Janine had struggled into a sitting position, her good leg down on the floor beside the couch. Her injured ankle resting on the couch with her knee bent, giving Dave an unrestricted view of her prominent pouch pushing hard against her tight spandex pants.

He stopped to stare, his face going red as his cock unravelled and straightened in his shorts.

Janine gasped out loud, she watched in amazement as Dave’s cock responded to the beauty of her long legs and tight pussy.

Dave with both hands full holding a glass of water a wet cloth and the towel could do nothing to hide his rampant erection.

His embarrassment at causing the accident was nothing to what he was experiencing now.

He was sure Janine had seen his predicament. The fact that she did not say or do anything encouraged him to act as if nothing had happened. Moving over to stand in front of her he passed her the drink.

To hide his embarrassment over the lump in his shorts from his now fully extended cock, he quickly used the wet cloth to wipe the sweat from her face. Filling a bowl of water he washed the grime from her legs checking to see she had not broken any skin.

Janine lay back as he wiped up her legs over her arms and back to her shoulders. She relaxed as his soothing hands replaced the wet cloth, stroking her gently. His hands stroked her bottom brushing it lightly.

Sweat had ran down into her sports bra and she held her breath as she felt Dave lift the top of the bra and use his finger to wipe the sweat off the top of her breasts.

He jumped in fright when she whispered “what you are doing “ “Looking to see if everything’s ok” he said with a smile. “Are they ok?” she whispered. “Oh yes, they’re more than ok, they’re beautiful,” he replied as his mouth closed over her nipple.

Janine knew that she must stop Dave now or face the consequences later. Her hands came up to his head as he nibbled on her breast and his hand stroked her pussy through the spandex outfit.

“No Dave she whispered we shouldn’t, it would be wrong.” A shudder ran through her body causing her to let go of his head and lay back groaning, “No. oh no.” as his kisses set her body on fire.

Dave’s mouth moved from one nipple to the other whilst his hand started to roll down her jogging pants. The material clung to her hot body slowing Dave’s advance.

Janine thought “I can’t let him fuck me.” She pushed her backside down on the bed to stop him removing her spandex shorts. “I don’t want them off she moaned.”

She sighed as Dave seemed to lose interest in her shorts and lowered himself so one knee was on each side of her thighs.

“Oh Dave you’re a young devil” she groaned as his two hands moved to her pants and rolled them partly down her hips. With her backside firmly on the couch they again stuck fast.

“Help me” he pleaded as his mouth sucked on her tongue. “ “No, No you can’t. We mustn’t.” she whispered.

Janine was overcome with a mixture of fear and desire. She was scared at what would happen if she allowed him to take her.

Would she become a promiscuous slut lying and cheating on her family? She blushed as she thought, “What if people found out she had been fucked by a boy, especially a boy younger than her oldest son.”

The shame would destroy her reputation and that of her kids. What if she became pregnant at her age? Dave was such a strong and virile eighteen year old that his fertile sperm could be dangerous.

She was scared that Dave would treat her as a slut if she gave in to easily. Would he tell other boys, would he shun her, would he blackmail her, her brain was bubbling over with fears and doubts as her body responded to his passionate kisses and his warm wayward hands.

While her head was full of conflicting thoughts and fears Janine’s heart was beating wildly; she was moaning and groaning her body moving in response to Dave’s fingers and mouth. He was slowly succeeding in sliding his hand down under the tight rolled section of her spandex pants.

She was responding wantonly to his kisses. Her body was sweating more now than on the run. Her breasts and nipples felt harder and fuller than she had ever imagined. Her pussy was moist.

“Oh hell!” she thought, as she felt his finger caress lightly across the top of her pussy. She squeezed her legs together moaning aloud “don’t!” as his finger parted the upper folds of her pussy and squeezed in to find her hard erect nub.

Just as she was starting to give in to the pressure of his finger, it suddenly withdrew. Before she knew what had happened she smelt the scent of her arousal. Dave had brought his finger wet from her pussy up to her nose, before running it around her mouth and lips, pushing until she sucked it into her mouth.

The taste of her own pussy juice excited her. She opened her mouth to take more in, and then gasped in disappointment when he pulled his finger out. Returning it once again to her hips he squeezed it past the tight folds of her scrunched up pants top. She lay breathing heavy as he struggled to reach her clit.

Before she could stop it, his hand had slipped back onto her pussy, to once again move slowly in little circles around her clit.

Whilst his finger massaged her clit his other hand returned to the task of removing the now tightly jammed shorts.

“Come on Janine” he whispered his tongue flicking her ear. She tried to escape the tickle of his tongue, but gave in as her pussy responded again and again to the thrill of his finger flicking lightly over her clit.

While Janine was responding in every way to his touch and his kisses, Dave was frustrated. He could not remove those dreaded shorts, which were blocking his attempts to kiss her pussy.

He had never thought of being rough with a woman so the only answer was to keep trying.

He ran his other hand over her face. “My god you’re fantastic Janine,” he moaned. “Your high cheek bones, your sparkling eyes, your luscious lips,” as he spoke he kissed each area mentioned

Kissing and stroking her head and neck he continued, “that jet black hair frames your face beautifully.

He ran his hands up her legs, “I’ve always said you have the longest sexy legs and the most magnificent backside of all the women in town.”

Janine lay watching at Dave`s obvious delight in touching and describing every part of her body. No one had ever taken the time to tell her in such intimate details how beautiful she was. No one had ever shown so much enjoyment of her body.

She was responding to his words and touches with little cries and moans as her pussy filled with her fluids. “You have magnificent tits,” he moaned, massaging her nipples and tits.

“Now I’ve seen and kissed your beautiful breasts I want to see more. I want to see your pussy.” “Let me love you” he whispered.

“I won’t try to fuck you; I just want to suck your pretty pussy,” He whispered. again with his mouth working on her ear.

Janine was slowly losing control, “oh my god she thought I am a slut, I want him to kiss me there.” Dave whispered in her ear. “You can say no at anytime, I promise to stop.”

Janine pushed his face away from hers “you promise?” she asked, “Oh, Janine, yes, yes I promise.” Dave responded warmly.