Year: 2017
Dana was in her mid-40s. She was not one of those physically well maintained curvaceous mom. She was a bit plumb, busty woman. She made for her physical fitness with her smartness. From a job as a maid, she had grown to be the principal of one of the top colleges of the state, within a span of 20 years.
A thin but good built boy in his 20 stood in front of her, his head held down. She could see bruises in his eyes and lips. Dana was in dilemma. It had been her adopted son Abhi and his friends work. She never expected such an act from him. They had a heated argument yesterday and he had left home. He had argued that he was innocent and the physical misbehaviour were his friends act, but he didn't object when she enquired about the bullying of the kid. He had texted that he'll be at his friend's house for a few weeks today morning and that was calming.
Dilip had lifted his head up to face her by then. Apart from the bruises the kid looked very cute and calm. 'No wonder he gets picked up the boys' she thought to herself 'And what should I do with him?'
Her thrive for success had left her single most her life. She did went out for dates and had some relations as well but never from her college. She had been strict on that. 'Maybe she could break it for once'. Various thoughts kept rumbling in her. Most of which wanted to take in the calm boy there on the office itself. She felt like wiping the stuffs off her desk and pull out every inch of her clothing material and be taken on the table. She could feel her shawl sliding through her shoulders and one look up, saw his eyes lighting up.
'This is no ordinary scenario. My son hurt him and I must help him' she supported herself. She stood up, her shawl still clinging at edge of the shoulder, a thin line of cleavage visible, the kid was drooling. She came near him and he smell the awesome fragrance of her scene as she closed in. He never knew that sense through nose could get him a hard on.
'Why don't you come by my house today? I'll make it upto you.' She whispered with a wink and turned. 'You may leave now.'
'Yes Ma'am.' He went out nervously. She couldn't hide her smile.
By 6 she heard the doorbell ring. She had been ready for him. She opened the door in her robes and pulled him inside. Dilip took a moment to view the whole room as she locked the front door. With Abhi gone, she had the whole house to herself.
'Don't worry, no one will disturb us tonight' she whispered from behind and walked ahead to drink a glass of water. She swayed her hips and Dilip took in the movement of the huge balls with awe. She offered him water and wine but he just shook his head.
The kid seem still nervous. Dana walked towards and pushed him to the couch. She pulled out her robe revealing a sexy transparent lace lingerie. One of those lingeries she had saved for this sort of rare sex occasions. Dilip was drooling all over. She leaned forward and placed her forefinger on his head, sliding it down, through his and pausing as it reached his lips. She parted his lips with her forefinger. His lusty eyes were still focussed on her busty breasts.
'Are you nervous?' she enquired softly. He nodded.
'Do you want me?' He nodded again.
'Then take me. Let me make it up to you for what my son did. Don't you want that? Take the mother of the boy who bruised you? Here I am. The most authoritative woman in your college seeking for you.' She said, each word with soft delicacy and lust.
He had taken of his look from her breasts and stared at her eyes for a few seconds. 'Show me your bedroom.' He murmured, but well enough that she could hear it.
Stunned by his sudden masculinity, she pulled his arms and guided him towards her bedroom. He didn't know what was turning him on. The fact that the principal of his college almost begging for his cock or the fact that he was going to fuck the mother the bully who had hurt him.
As soon as they reach the bedroom, Dilip spun her around and pushed her towards the wall. She stood there, he back to the wall. He took his steps in calm patience towards her. She could hear his breath and so could he, hers. He brought his head towards her left shoulder and blew. His first touch on her naked flesh was that of his hot breath on her shoulder. He let his breath move towards side, towards her neck. Air was getting harder to take in as his breath came closer to her neck and in a second she could feel his lips on her neck. He began with a gentle smooch. She felt herself draining with his touch, her knees were trembling, it might bend any time soon. In a few seconds he had escalated his gentle smooch to that of a French kiss on her neck. He was like a vampire.
He left his kiss and face her. She was trembling. The most authoritative woman trembling before him with pleasure and excitement. He had his arms placed to the sides of her belly and then kissed her cheek. He was kissing her in with vast patience and accuracy. Each move with that of a surgeon's precision. Dana was mesmerised by the kid's sudden transformation. 'He is so good at this' she heard herself.
Of all the sexual partners she had, she had never met someone so calm with his work, she was already excited and he had not kissed her yet. She wanted his kiss. As he stood in front of her staring at her, she lunged forward for her kiss, but he stopped her with his finger. With a smile, he moved forward and placed a peck on her lips. 'Is that all she's going to get?' she wanted to cry out loud but she felt his hands movies down towards her panty. He started rubbing her through her panty. She was dripping wet and she could feel his finger rubbing her wetness. He was smiling all this time. She struggled to hold her moan and then let out a gasp 'Mmm... Ah...'. The kid was toying with her, but even his rubbing was perfect.
Dilip pulled out his hand and started unbuttoning his shirt and in quick, was out of his pants as well. He stood there naked in front of her. His hard boner almost stretching out to poke her, but he steadied himself. He unclasped her bra and relieved her off any clothing as he pulled off her panty. They were both naked now. She, with her voluptuous body and he in his thin skinny figure with a strong hard on. She could almost wrap around him, even though they were almost the same height.
Dana gasped at the boy's cock. Although she have seen or had cocks larger and longer than that, she never remember urging for a cock as much as this was. He stopped her again as she extend her hands towards his cock. He wasn't done yet. He kneeled before her and pressed her towards the wall. She had her left leg pulled up and placed on a stool beside him. She expected a kiss below but he was even lower, he was kissing her thighs. Oh kid, you are killing me. As if he heard her think, he moved his kisses from her thighs to her pussy. It was all wet for him.
He blew her gently from outside. Oh my God, he is turning me on even with his breaths. He kissed around her outer lips, still holding on to his patience, occasionally bringing his tongue for some delicate licks, nothing yet penetrating. Breath, kiss and gentle licks. He was masterfully using all three actions as she struggled for breath, struggled for strength to stand. She was melting. She never knew when, but his tongue was inside her by now. She wished to open her eyes, she wished to moan out aloud, but she could not. He was draining every inch of her energy.
After a session of oral pleasure, Dilip turned to the large king sized bed🛏. He sat at the edge of, his one hand on his hard on. He was waiting for her. As she stepped forward, he signalled stop and pointed down. She looked at him quizzically.
'On your fours...' he demanded. Dana was taken aback for a second. What had happened to this kid? But she obliged. She was on her fours and crawled towards him. He was owning her and somehow she was excited by that. A lift of power from her shoulder. She was giving up everything to this calm, precise, perfect boy.
Dilip awed at the beauty crawling towards him. Her big, busty breasts hanging down that he could stop her there and milk her like a cow, but he was done with the teasing. He needed her soon although he couldn't let her know. He couldn't let his guard down. Not yet... But the view was mesmerising. The big fat woman on her fours... Her huge round ass wobbling at the back. He was craving to grab that ass and spank it to red. But... Not yet... He kept his guard up...
