When I was in my early twenties, I was seeing this girl called Alice, she was a sweet slim blonde thing, with big blue eyes, and a heart of gold.
We dated for a couple of months, before she started talking about the inevitable 'relationship' and 'where this was going?' and instantly, inside my head, I started to panic.
You see, Alice was nice and caring, and pretty, and I enjoyed being with her, but, we were only in our early twenties, and still fairly young, to be thinking about a long term commitment, right?
Anyway, after doing my best to avoid the subject, as subtly as I could, Alice decided she needed some snacks and drinks, and so left me in her room, to head down to the kitchen to get some.
This was now the perfect time to call my mate Dave, he was an expert in relationships, as he had more in a month, than most guys have had in a life time!
So, knowing Alice would be a few minutes, and her parents were downstairs too, I quickly picked up my phone and called Dave.
Thankfully he answered, and urgently, I told him what was going on.
"Well..." he then said, before thinking about it for a moment.
"You're clearly in the classic bait and trap scenario!" he then said wisely, before adding "She lured you in with her hot little body, and willingness to do sexually things to you, and now, you've got to pay the price and commit, if you want the rest of the package!"
As you can see, Dave was very wise in these matters.
"But that's the point, I don't know if I do want the full package?! I'm still young, and keen to explore fresh new worlds!" I replied eagerly.
"Well, then. You've got two options my friend. A. You tell her that, and maybe if you're the world's luckiest person, she understands, and accepts a more open relaxed relationship!" Dave then said.
"I do like the sound of that!" I replied, naively.
"Yes, we all do. But I think option 2 is more likely your best choice." Dave replied honestly.
"What's that?" I asked curiously.
"Well, option 2 is... Tomorrow morning, you message her that you want some time to think about things, and then, never call her or see her again! Ever!" Dave then said bluntly.
"That's a bit harsh, isn't it?" I then asked, not entirely convinced that was my best option.
"Well, it's that, or you spend the next fifty years telling Alice how much you love her, while secretly watching porn on your phone!" Dave replied bluntly again.
"So, tomorrow I message her, you say?" I then asked again to be sure.
Dave assured me this was the best course of action I could take, and then I quickly ended the call, just before Alice came back in the room.
The next couple of hours were very frustrating, as I tried to pretend I was interested in what she was talking about, while in my head, I was still thinking the situation over.
Anyway, finally, I decided it was time to head home, and after giving her a quick kiss goodnight, I strolled down the stairs and out of the front door, eager to get the hell out of there as fast as I could.
However, just as I was about to walk down the drive way, a familiar voice suddenly called out to me.
"Steve!" said the voice.
I glanced around curiously, but at first couldn't see anyone, before the voice came again, only more firmly this time "Steve!"
I then turned, and saw Mrs Moore, Alice's mother, stood in the doorway of the garage.
"Steve!" she then said again, not entirely sounding happy.
So, I moved towards her, and staring firmly at me, she said quietly "I heard what you were talking about to your friend, on your phone!"
"You did?" I asked back worriedly.
"Yes I did. And how dare you! I can't believe you would do that to my wonderful, caring daughter!" Mrs Moore said angrily, before adding "Alice really cares about you, and if you had half a heart, you would care about her too!"
"I do!" I replied defensively back, before adding "I Just... I'm not ready for a full time relationship yet!"
"Why not?" Mrs Moore asked back, before saying "She's beautiful, smart, funny, and I know from talking to her, she really wants to spend her future with you, so, why don't you want do the same?"
"I... um..." I replied nervously, trying to think of a good excuse why not, before finally replying sheepishly "I just... want to sleep around for a bit. You know, sow my wild oats! Plough other fields! Explore new pastures!"
Mrs Moore stared back at me in disgust, she clearly was not impressed by my answer, before she sighed and muttered "Men! Why are you all the same?"
Then she said firmly "Fine! You want to sleep around, and sow your wild oats! Get your dick out!"
"What?!" I asked back looking confused.
"Get. Your. Dick. Out!" Mrs Moore then said slowly and firmly again, before adding "You want fool around with other women? You can fool around with me! But you are not dropping my wonderful daughter, just because you're a horny little scumbag!"
I stared back at her in disbelief, was she really saying what I thought she was saying?
Then Mrs Moore snapped "Come on Steve! Dick, out, now!"
I then snapped to it, and quickly began fumbling with my jean buttons, as she dropped to her knees in front of me, ready for it.
Quickly, I undid my jeans, and then pushed them down my legs, revealing my young dangling cock and balls.
Alice's mother, was a tall, skinny woman, with her short blonde hair that stopped around her cheeks, wearing a blue and white stripped top, and blue mom jeans, and as she knelt in front of me, she stared at my young length, just inches from her face.
She then reached out with one of her slim hands, wrapped it around my shaft, and held it firmly.
Then, looking up at me, she began to stroke it, jerking it firmly, as she brought it to life.
As her bony hand ran up and down my shaft rapidly, I groaned in pleasure, unable to conceal my enjoyment of what she was doing, and as I moaned, she said eagerly "Yeah! That's it scumbag! Enjoy what I'm doing! Enjoy your girlfriend's mother, jerking your big young dick!"
I then groaned some more in pleasure, as her soft warm hand continued up and down my length, and pretty quickly, I grew to my full hardness in her grip.
"Jesus, that's a big cock!" Mrs Moore then said in amazement, as she continued to slide her hand up and down it.
Once I was fully hard, she then looked up at me and said "I'm going to suck your cock now, and when I'm finished with you, you're going to agree to stay with my daughter!"
"But, I really don't want to!" I replied back pitifully.
"It's not what about what you want Steve. It's about what is right!" replied Mrs Moore firmly back.
She then lowered her pretty, middle aged head down towards my dick, before she opened her mouth, and slid it onto my cock.
Her soft lips clamped around my shaft, and started to slide down my length, and I instantly groaned in delight, as I felt for the first time, my girlfriend's mother, sucking my firm member.
"Oh god!" I moaned softly, as her wonderful mouth went right down to the base of my cock, before it swiftly came back up, then went straight back down again.
In seconds, she was giving me blowjob, a strong determined blowjob, and it felt great! In fact, it felt more than great, it felt like she was going to suck my cock right off!
"Oh shit!" I groaned again in pleasure, as she kept going.
Mrs Moore continued bob her head up and down on my hard young length, as she keenly sucked on my member, and all I could do was stand there, and enjoy it, as she seem eager to suck me off.
"Oh, Mrs Moore!" I then moaned in delight again.
As soon as I moaned her name, she seem to speed up her actions, and started to slide her soft wet lips faster, up and down my length, and was now sucking on my entire hard cock.
For a good couple of minutes she continued like this, eagerly moving her warm wet mouth, back and forth long my dick, sucking me over and over, until, I could feel her wet drool running down my balls.
"Oh god!" I groaned again, beginning to feel a little weak in the knees.
After a little longer however, Mrs Moore finally lifted her mouth off my rigid cock, and then looked up at me, and asked firmly "So, you ready to commit to my daughter?"
"Um. Um." I replied nervously, trying to fight the urge to say yes, and give into her demands.
"Oh, so you're trying to resist, huh?" Mrs Moore then asked, sounding unimpressed.
She then lifted my hard dick upright, before she leant in, and clamped her sweet wet mouth around my young balls, and started to suck on my testicles, and as she did that, she started to jerk my length too.
"Oh fuck!" I groaned in pleasure and amazement, at what she was doing to me.
That hot skinny blonde woman, eagerly gobbled on my nuts, while happily tugging on my firm member, and it was all I could do, not to cry out and give into her demands.
For another couple of minutes, Mrs Moore continued to suck and stroke my genitals, and I half hoped she wouldn't stop until I came, while the other half of me hoped, her daughter, or husband would find us in the garage, and put a stop to this.
However, just as I was about to give in, Mrs Moore finally pulled her mouth off my young hairy balls, and then stood up, and looked me in the eyes.
"Oh, so, you want to do this, huh? You want to play hardball, huh?" she then said firmly.
"No. I just want to go home!" I replied, meekly back.
"Well, no one gets to go home, until I hear you say the right thing! So Steve... you've left me no choice!" she then said firmly.
Then she reached down and started to take off her white trainers, before she then stood up again, and started to undo her skinny tight jeans, and I watched in amazement, as she quickly undid them, and with one swift push, they slid down her skinny white legs, before they hit the floor.