My friend Patrick and I had been friends since we were 10, the first time I moved into the local community. He became my first friend and we have been inseparable since. Because of this we spent a lot of time at each other's houses and this allowed me to become quite close to his mother, Sandy. Sandy's husband Jeff worked out of town for several weeks at a time and was only ever home for about four days in a stretch so it left Sandy lacking a male to talk to and she got quite lonely at times. Patrick wasn't quite as mature as myself so that left Sandy and I to talk quite a bit.
As I began puberty I began to notice my friends mom as a woman more than just my friends mom. We did spend a bit of time playing video games and Sandy accommodated us well, always bringing us out drinks and food, allowing me to sometimes catch a glimpse of her small nipples when she was without a bra during the summer months where loose, airy clothes were necessary to combat the heat. I began to notice the underwear that she had hanging on the line to dry as we played football in the backyard, the mixture of normal panties and bra with more exotic lingerie when her husband was home for a break.
Sandy was a gorgeous woman; she had a smoking hot body and this long dirty blonde hair. She ran a farm that raised cattle and horses, which kept her fit and with a well toned and strong body. Her tits were the thought of many of my regular masturbation sessions, nice and round, two perfect handfuls on her chest. Myself, I'm just your regular looking guy, normal weight, a bit taller than other kids my age but not unusual. As I begun to get older I am quite sure she became attracted me to as well, and was a bit more outward in her intentions than I was. I noticed she began to wear more skirts, tight shirts and singlets to accentuate her curves and always looked a bit more done up than for a casual day at home.
The first sexual moment was shortly after my 18th birthday. I had decided to spend the Friday night (my birthday was on Wednesday) at his place as I wasn't a big fan of parties. We had spent the night and playing video games and after hours of attempting to complete one level unsuccessfully he headed off to bed leaving me by alone to complete the level. It was about three in the morning and I was still going, beginning to tire now as I heard a door creak open from one of the rooms. I just assumed it was Patrick coming to check on my progress so I took no further notice until I saw Sandy, dressed in a low cut purple satin nighty, plonk herself on the other couch. I became distracted from the game, glancing across at her glorious body, the nighty casually falling from breast, exposing it to me. She noticed me looking and made no attempt to cover her mound, instead smiling at me. I casually looked back to the television, trying to focus on the game. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her take her other tit out and began to play with the two mounds, massaging them and rolling her small nipples between her fingers.
"Happy birthday Jonathon," she said, catching my attention. I paused the game to watch the show Sandy was putting on for me. The thought of her son or even her daughter catching her seemed to turn her on. I pulled down my boxers to get comfortable and began to play with my rock hard cock. She moved on the couch and I shook my head to her, letting her know she was to continue the show. She stood up and lifted the nighty over her head to reveal her entire naked body; beautiful breasts, strong legs, flat tummy and pussy covered in a mess of brown hair. Turning around and bending over I admired her ass and hairy pussy sticking out at me. Sandy spread her pussy lips wide with one hand and with the other the other slowly rubbed her clit. It took every urge in body not to just walk up to her and shove my dick in that beautiful pussy.
She sat back down on the couch, watching me stroke my dick as she stuck two fingers into her wet pussy. She moaned as she thrusted them into herself. I tried to keep in her rhythm and before long I was ready to explode. I stood up and moved over to her. She continued to finger herself as I jerked my cock in front of her face. "Cum in my mouth Johnny," she asked me as I shot a huge spurt of cum into her mouth. A second and third spurt hit her face and I milked the last remaining drops into her mouth. "Mmm, delicious," she hummed as she licked her lips. With her face covered in cum she stood up and walked to the kitchen, her ass moving ever so fine.
She returned to lounge room where I had sat back down on the couch, a banana in her hand. Slumped on the couch she began treating the banana like a dick, easing it between her succulent lips, softly sucking it like she would if it were someone's cock, mine I imagined. When it was well lubed she eased the piece of fruit into her pussy, the hole widening to accommodate the fruit. She started slowly, her pussy adjusting to the size of the banana that was larger than the average dick. As the banana filled her pussy Sandy quickened the pace of her thrusts, her moans becoming slightly louder, but still not loud enough to wake the house. With her other hand she began to rub her clit, obviously approaching a powerful orgasm as her legs began to tremble and short, sharp pants came from her mouth. The thrusting stopped, banana half inserted in her, as an orgasm swept through her body, a long soft moan escaping her lips as her body relaxed from the wonderful sensation. She removed the banana from her pussy and licked her juices off, tip to tip.
When she was finished with the banana she tossed it to me and walked naked back to her room. No more than 30 seconds had passed when I heard another door creak open and looking over at the couch to where Sandy was sitting I noticed her purple nighty still there. Quickly I grabbed the soft piece of lingerie, stuffed it under cushion, and resumed my game just before Patrick arrived in the lounge room to check the progress I was making.
The next several visits to Patrick's house were interesting. I wasn't sure if Sandy was going to regret what she did for me or if she was keen for more but after going around there it was clearly evident. Sandy became increasingly racy, rarely wearing panties or a bra and constantly flashing me, giving me, and potentially her children, chances to look at her perfect womanly areas. It became hard to hide my constant boners while I was over there and the urge to fuck her after she flashed her pussy at me was hard to control so in the end I avoided going over there.
It was nearly a month later before I was due to leave for university so I had decided to go around Patrick's place for a small going away party with him, Sandy and his sister Jessica. Jessica was a year younger than us and was the centre of many of our practical jokes because she couldn't fight back. However, she was developing very well and was beginning to look like her mother.
That night Sandy was very tame, rarely flirting with me, and it was her daughter Jessica that was trying hard but I wasn't really interested, focusing all my attentions on her mother. Patrick and Jessica both passed out relatively early in the night that left Sandy and I together drinking. Surprisingly Sandy still wasn't hitting on me at all and we ended up having a typical adult conversation. I told her I was going to go do a piss and stood up from my seat and walked around the side of the house to release the unwanted fluid.
As I unzipped my jeans I thought I heard footsteps rustling in the fallen leaves but continued on anyway. Just as I began to piss I felt arms reach around me and grab my dick. I removed my hand from my dick and allowed the hands to spray my urine over the grass. As the last drops flowed from my dick the hands shook my dick and then began to wank it, slowly, my shaft growing in the hand. "I always wondered what it would feel like," Sandy whispered in my ear as my dick was nearly at full length and her other hand was roaming up and down underneath my shirt.
I turned around kissed her, her breasts mashing against my chest and my hard dick pressing into her leg. As I slipped my tongue into her mouth and hers to mine I couldn't believe that my dream was coming true. My hands roamed under her skirt, massaging her ass through her panties, my right hand slipping under them to touch the bare skin of the tight cheek. Her body trembled as I slipped my middle finger into her sopping wet pussy, Sandy's hands roaming my back and clasping my body tightly, my entire finger easily sliding in. "Feel that pussy, it's wet for you Jonathon. I've been waiting all night for you." Fingering her pussy I started to kiss her neck. Not willing to get caught Sandy grabbed my hand and led us to her room where I continued the foreplay, one hand now underneath her top playing with one of her soft melons.
