She couldn't believe it. She was to be a mother again! A mother when she was almost forty! How could that have happened? Of course, she knew HOW it had happened but she still couldn't bring herself to believe that she was still as stupid as she had been all those years ago.
She had still been at school when the hottest boy in town, an older boy, had asked her out on a date. She was so excited when she had told all her friends and had put down their misgivings to jealousy. They had tried to warn her that he wasn't right for her, that he would use her and then forget about her. But she had known better than them; she had been eighteen years old and she knew how to handle herself.
Or so she had thought.
After their one and only date she had discovered she was pregnant and didn't know what to do. She had told her parents of course. They had been naturally furious but more so with him than with her. They had been nothing but supportive with her and had made sure she had been able to finish her education, build a career for herself, while still being a loving mother to her son.
Of course, the fact that he was beautiful from the day he was born didn't do any harm and she knew she had spoiled him as he grew up just as her own parents did too. As a result, he had grown up believing that the world revolved around him and, now that he had reached the age of eighteen, he seemed just as arrogant as his father. Also like his father, there seemed to be an unending queue of girls desperate for his attention.
She thought about how history was repeating itself but she told herself that she shouldn't be so surprised given what she had witnessed her son and his girlfriend doing in the living room nearly two months ago. She told herself that she shouldn't be so surprised given how much her son reminded her of his father. But she couldn't hide her surprise, her shock, when she had heard what the young couple were saying to each other.
It had made her think back to her date with his father all those years ago and it had made her panties wet just as his father had done.
She had gone out with other boys from her class and she had always been the one in control but he was different. He had been in charge from the moment he had picked her up from her parents' front door and his confidence excited her. If she were being totally honest his confidence had intimidated her too and she knew she had been excited just to be seen with him. to be in his presence. He had taken her to a party where everyone else had been older than her, his friends, and she had felt like a silly schoolgirl, which was exactly what she was. Soon most of the couples had disappeared from the party so they had decided to leave too and had climbed back into his car. She had thought he was taking her straight home but, instead, he had suggested that they go for a drive to get to know each other more.
That had still seemed safe enough to her and she still had plenty of time before her parents had told her to be home. When he had turned into the town park and found a private space she had told herself that he was just finding somewhere quiet for them to talk. Even when he had suggested that they move into the back seat to be more comfortable the alarm bells had failed to ring.
After kissing her gently for a few minutes, making her feel wonderful and dreamy, she hadn't objected when he began to feel her breasts through her blouse. Telling herself that this was what grown-ups did on dates she had even let him open her buttons so that he could be the first boy to see them. It was only when he had expertly unhooked her simple white bra and he had begun to squeeze the soft flesh of her bare tits did she think things were maybe moving a little too fast. The last thing she wanted was for him to think that she was easy with her affections so, when he had slipped a hand between her legs and had rubbed her admittedly damp pussy through her panties, she had pulled away.
He had simply pulled back her head by the hair, warned her not to be a tease and had crushed his mouth to hers. His skilful hand went between her legs again, brushing away her resistance as she tried to close her legs, and pushed her panties to the side. Before she knew it, he was rubbing two fingers across her wet lips and easily finding her clit. To this day she told herself that she had been caught off guard but, even so, she could still remember the tingle of excitement at being manhandled. Her body had responded in ways she had never known and she had instinctively spread her legs to give him better access to her pussy. The thrill she had felt when he had plunged two fingers up inside her had allowed him to push her down on the seat without any more complaint until she found her head pressed against the side door. Then he had seemed to be kissing her everywhere, her ear, her neck, as her whole body seemed to be under attack, especially when his lips had slid over her nipple and sucked it into his mouth.
She had known she was losing control and had wondered if she had ever actually been in control from the moment he had first invited her here tonight. She had tried to push him away but it was a feeble effort and didn't stop him for a second. He had bitten her erect nipple while his insistent fingers had dug deeper in her cunt and his thumb had rubbed her stiff clit. When he had squeezed harder with his teeth she had squealed aloud in a mixture of pleasure and pain as her body suddenly stiffened and her pussy had exploded for the first time ever.
As the waves eventually stopped washing over her she couldn't believe that this had happened nor that she had allowed it to happen. But as her body slowly came under control again she knew that she was more than glad that it had and more than glad that she had allowed it to.
If she had thought for a moment that he was now satisfied however she was badly mistaken. By the time she had fully recovered, he had had his head between her legs and she had felt a man's tongue lash out and lick her still sensitive pussy for the very first time. Would he ever stop? Had she really wanted him to?
When he had pushed his two fingers back up inside her and almost chewed on her clit, his fingers had expertly found that special spot inside her that the other girls had spoken about and she remembered how she had squirmed in absolute ecstasy. When his teeth had clamped down on her clit her whole body seemed to explode this time and she had experienced only her second orgasm in less than a few minutes.
Still he hadn't been finished, even when he had sucked all the juices pouring from her pussy. He had moved up her body as if he had owned her and kissed her on the lips, forcing his tongue into her mouth. For the very first time she had tasted her own pussy and she had tried to pull away, telling herself that this must be wrong; but it hadn't felt wrong and she hadn't tasted wrong and he wasn't allowing her to go anywhere anyway.
She had dared to think that maybe he was finished but within seconds it seemed she was staring at his big hard cock as he had freed it from his shorts. She had looked at it in wonder and fear when he had taken her hand and guided it to his throbbing flesh. She had sat up beside him and wrapped her fingers around its cock, her hand looking tiny next to it. She couldn't believe she was doing this to a boy, a man, in the back of his car and wondered what her mother would have said. She had known exactly what her mother would have said but she was too excited now to have worried about it.
She had tongue kissed him, hard, the way he had kissed her as she had begun to stoke him faster and faster, telling herself that she could do this, that she could make a man cum and wouldn't have to worry about anything. He had put his hand on the back of her neck and she had thought he was about to return her kiss but, when he pushed her head down, she had been powerless to resist. She had realised that he had wanted her to finish him with her mouth and she had tried to tell herself that this was still ok.
Her lips had slipped around the large head of his cock, the feel of his hard flesh filling her mouth and gliding across her tongue had made almost drunk with yet another new experience. Without even touching herself her pussy had been tingling and her nipples had throbbed so much that she had feared they might explode. Almost as if he had known what she was feeling he had reached down and pinched her sensitive nipples while he had run his hands through her long hair and had let her enjoy his cock at her own pace. She had wantonly moved her position so that he could reach her pussy and he had instantly taken up the invitation, plunging two fingers up her dripping cunt once again.
She remembered how she had squirmed against his fingers, seemingly trying to get him to drive them deeper. She had even reached down between her legs and rubbed her clit now that he had taught her where it was. That was when he had decided to speed things up a bit.
As soon as her lips had managed to move further down his swollen cock, he had put his hands on the back of her head and forced himself into the opening of her throat. She had instantly gagged and had tried to pull up, but he had effortlessly kept the pressure on the back of her head, forcing himself even deeper.
