So, six months ago, I decided to break up with my girlfriend Alice.
It wasn't because one of us were cheating or anything bad like that, I just wanted to see other people, I'm twenty years old, and I really, just wanted to see what my options were, before I settle down with someone.
However, her mother overheard me talking to a friend about it, confronted me, and basically had sex with me, to persuade me I should stay with her daughter.
So, as I said, it was now six months later, and reluctantly, I was in a relationship I really didn't want to be in.
Then, it got it worse!
On a quiet Sunday evening, I was sat with Alice at her parent's house, watching television in the den, when my pretty blonde girlfriend said to me "Hey, I was thinking... maybe we should start looking for a place together? Get something we can call our own, just the two of us, what do you think?"
Well, my first thought was to go into panic mode and run for the door, and then continue running, as far away as I could.
However, after turning very white, and trying not scream in terror, I finally replied nervously "Maybe. Maybe, we should just give it a little longer, you know... just stay as we are for now, and... see if things continue with us first, before, we make any big decisions on our future."
"Oh, yeah. I supposed we can wait a little longer. There's no rush, right?" she then replied, sounding a little disappointed, but also understanding my point.
She then gave me a big hug, and as she did, I sighed a big sigh of relief.
Anyway, a while later, having dodged that bullet, Alice nodded off beside me on the sofa, while we were watching a film, and then I needed a pee.
So, I quietly got up, and headed upstairs to the bathroom, and after I had relieved myself, I opened the bathroom door to leave, only to find Mrs Moore, Alice's mother, staring sternly back at me.
"We need to talk Steve!" she said firmly, pushing me back into the bathroom.
She then shoved me up against the white tiled wall, before she closed the door and then locked it.
Then that tall, skinny middle aged woman, with her medium length blonde hair that hung down to her slim cheek bones, framing her pretty mature face, stepped towards me, and said sternly "What did we agree on, just a few months ago, Steve?"
"That... I should keep dating your daughter, and make her happy?!" I replied nervously back, hoping that was the right answer.
"And?" Mrs Moore asked.
"I. I. um..." I replied not sure what else she meant.
"That if you have any doubts about this relationship, you should come to me, right?" Mrs Moore then asked, almost pressing her little button nose up against mine.
"Yes." I replied nervously back.
"So, why then... did I just hear you tell my beautiful lovely daughter, you weren't sure about moving in with her?" Mrs Moore then asked angrily, before one of her bony slim hands cupped my crotch, and began to squeeze my bulge.
I let out a groan of pain, before I replied "I'm sorry Mrs Moore, I forgot! But, I don't want to move in with her, right now!"
"Not good enough Steve!" Mrs Moore replied angrily back, before giving my bulge another squeeze.
I groaned again, in discomfort, before she said "Do we have to do this again, you little dirt bag? Do I need to teach you, what the right thing to do is, again?"
"Please. Mrs Moore. I'm just not ready to move in with your daughter, that's all!" I pleaded back.
"Wrong answer scumbag!" she replied angrily, before giving my genitals another firm squeeze.
As I groaned again discomfort, Mrs Moore then moved her hands to the top of my jeans, before she started to open them, and quickly she had them undone, before she slipped one of her hands in side.
She immediately clamped her skinny hand around my young cock, before she started to tug on it, and as I groaned in pleasure, she asked firmly "Is this what I have to do, every time, to get you to do the right thing?"
"Mrs Moore, I just don't think I'm ready to live with someone yet." I replied desperately back.
"No Steve! Wrong answer!" she snapped back, as she continued to jerk my dick.
I was very quickly becoming hard in her firm grip, and pretty soon her soft warm hand, slid up and down my rigid length.
"Why don't you just say yes, Steve? We both know you're going to? You don't have to do this to yourself?" she then asked, as her hand continued to stroke me.
"I don't want too! I don't want to live with your daughter!" I replied defiantly back.
"No! Wrong answer again, scumbag!" Mrs Moore angrily replied, before she started to jerk my cock harder.
As her slim clammy hand rubbed up and down my thick firm shaft faster, making me groan more in pleasure, she then said "So, I guess we're going to do this whole dance, once again!"
"Please Mrs Moore, no!" I pleaded back, knowing what was coming next.
Mrs Moore however, ignored my please for mercy, and instead crouched down in front of me, and as she did, she took a hold of my jeans and tugged them firmly down to my ankles, releasing my hard member.
As it sprung up in front of her pretty mature face, Mrs Moore took hold of it again, and then started to rub my firm cock across her face, happily sliding my man meat back and forth across her slim features, before she looked up at me and said "Last chance, Steve. Just say you'll move in with my daughter, and this will all be forgotten about!"
"I don't want to!" I replied unhappily back.
Mrs Moore sighed angrily, and then opened her little wet mouth, and slowly fed it onto my hard dick.
I watched as my stiff thick length quickly disappeared between her little red lips, until she had almost all of my member in her mouth, and then she closed it around it, and started to suck.
I groaned in pleasure again, as my girlfriend's mother started to suck on my young dick, and keenly, her little blonde head began to bob back and forth, along it.
Pinned up against the bathroom wall, I felt I couldn't do anything but try not to moan out loud, as Mrs Moore eagerly ran her sweet wet mouth up and down my hard cock, and for some time she happily sucked me off.
Then, having slobbered all over my big firm dick for a while, she pulled her mouth of it and asked eagerly "Well, are you going to move in with my daughter?"
"I'm just not ready yet!" I protested back.
Mrs Moore glared angrily back at me, and then sunk her mouth back onto my length, before she started to bob it faster.
"Oh shit!" I groaned in pleasure again, as she keenly sucked my member harder.