The incident occurred two days after my 18th birthday at my friend Tom's place and still embarrasses me and due to this I could not face my mother for couple of days. A mixture of embarrassment and fear still lingers in my mind.
I had to go to my best friend Tom's home to borrow some notes the other day and it was a usual visit I used to do very often. But the incidents happened that day changed my whole life.
The door was answered by Tom's mother Bette.
"Hi Aunty, I came to meet Tom."
"Oh, Hi Jimmy, I'm sorry ... er Tom is not at home, is it urgent?" Mrs. Anderson asked me while giving me a warm hug.
"Oh shi... uhh ... he promised to borrow some notes Aunty Bette, that's why I came," I was really disappointed.
"Why don't you stay for a while honey, he'll be back within an hour or so. Come in and have some Lemonade I just prepared."
"Thanks, I don't mind having that Aunty, you know how to make tasty things," I stepped in and followed her to the living room.
The living room is specious and cozy with big glass windows to get the light. I sat down and watched Mrs. Anderson going towards the pantry and suddenly realized how attractive she is. Yes, she is a pleasant lady with a well proportionate figure and the feature which caught my mind was her well rounded swinging derriere as she walked. She was wearing a pair of tights with a loose short top giving the full view of her shapely rear and long thighs. The VLP (visible panty line) was inviting and it gives the added appeal to her beautiful ass. This VLP gave me the unexpected strange desire about Mrs. Anderson which I didn't even imagine earlier. I was mesmerized when she bends to get the drinks from the refrigerator. I had the full view of her ample ass and it was like she is presenting it to me on a platter. I was intrigued by her gorgeous ass. I just sat there, staring at her ass through the pair of tights she was wearing. My mind started racing, getting filled with visions of me licking her buttocks and sticking my tongue up her tight asshole as I seen in pornos. My cock started to harden immediately. Mrs. Anderson finally got the drinks and offered me and bends to arrange the sofa opposite me before sitting. This gave me a closer look at her gorgeous ass. I was awestruck, she then turned around, suddenly realizing that her ass was in full view to me and I was staring at it for a good couple of minutes.
"Oh I'm sorry. My back was right in your face Jimmy," she laughed.
I replied with, "It wasn't bothering me there Aunty," with a grin.
"Oh really? Well maybe I'll put it back for you then," replied Mrs. Anderson, still smiling. She turned around, putting her ass back where it was before, but this time right in my face where I could get the whisk of her scent. She then leaned forward a little bit, arching her back, forcing her ass even closer to my face. I could get the faint smell of her crotch and feel my cock wanting to burst out of my pants. I lost my patients and grabbed her hips and planted my face right into her ass sniffing for that scent. As I did this, Bette pushed it back even harder, driving and grinding it into my face.
"Ooooh baby. You're making this old lady crazy," she groaned.
"Your sweet ass does the same to me Aunty," I murmured while kissing her soft cushiony ass-cheeks.
"Jimmy, we don't have much time Baby, I need you badly but we have to hurry darling," she turned towards me and kneeled in front of me. She was looking at my face and I could see the lust in her eyes. Her cheeks turned crimson and her lips are trembling.
She placed her hand on my chest and pushed me against the sofa. This gave the prominence to my bulge and she I could see that I am hard as a rock. She smiled. "Did I do that to you?"
I felt I'm turning red. "Yes, Aunty your as.. uh .. your back look great in that tights..." My voice trailed off as I looked at her appealing face.
"I'm sorry baby, she said. "I didn't mean to tease you."
"I'm not sorry, Aunty Bette. I wish you'd dress like that more often."
"Maybe I would if you always reacted like that," she giggled and placed her hands on my thighs and rubbed my thighs back and forth. "I guess I can't leave you like this. If you promise not to tell I can help you with that," she said, squeezing my inner thighs closer to my groin.
She slid her hand over my bulge and started rubbing it. "I'm sorry I can't do more since I'm your best friend's mother, and we don't have much time also baby, but I can give a quick blow-job. In fact I'm starving without my breakfast." she whispered and slid her hand in my pants, and started playing with my already aroused member and worked up to jerking me off, slowly at first, then faster and faster while sucking and nibbling my thighs. Then with a quick move she pulled me out and she was so fast next thing I saw was my fully erect penis towering in full mast.
"You are so sexy, baby, so much bigger than my husband's. I wish I could have you!" That was enough. I came violently, squirting an incredible quantity of cum, some hitting her face. She stroked me vigorously till I spend fully catching as much as of my cum in her mouth and swallowing it greedily. Then she gave me a quick peck and said, "You'd better get back honey, I'll give you more later. We don't what your friend to get suspicious OK."
But that was too late. I heard a scream and both of us turned towards the big glass windows. I felt like world is shattering. My mother is screaming at us through the glass and suddenly she turned and ran towards her parked car. Without our notice my mother has come looking for me and she has seen our little escapade.
"Oh shit, my Mom saw it Aunty, what am I going to do now?" I was trembling and looking at Mrs. Anderson as she is my savior.
"Come-on Jimmy, take it easy. I'll speak to Vickie and explain that this is an accident. Since we are good friends I would be able to convince her. You try to persuade her not to tell my husband and your friend."
That day I did not go home till its dark and I was avoiding my mother till I happened to meet her in the living room in an evening after couple of days. It was getting darker and I was crossing the living area to go to my room and I saw her in deep thoughts while sipping a drink. I knew that she has gulped down couple of drinks by now and realized that this as the best time to clear that incident.
"Can I talk to you Mom?" I asked from her while kneeling closer to her. "I did a terrible thing Mom, please forgive me and don't take it any further," I pleaded looking at her. Then only I saw the signs of dried tears on her flushed cheeks. Wow! She is beautiful and looks very vulnerable. Even though she is in her early 40's, my mother has a great figure with an attractive face. Today she was wearing a loose fitting black pants and a red top with light makeup.
"It was very bad Jimmy, I never expected to see something like that ... Oh! What an awful sight ... she is old enough to be your mother ...," she was muttering staring at her glass. "What made you do that Jimmy, she is your best friend's mother dammit..."
"Mom, please try to understand my position. It was an accident, we just couldn't control our feelings Mom ... be my old Mom and take me as your baby boy Mom, please don't tell this to Tom or his Dad, please ...," I was pleading while resting my chin on her knee and looking at her.
"Oh, how can I get back to our joyful past son? How can I treat you as my baby boy Jimmy? You have grown up and now trying to get into my friends pants even ... my past ... our past ... Can you remember how your Dad used to rub my feet ... how he used to dance with me ... can I do those things now ... can I do the same with my big boy ... oh no ... no ... noooh," she started sobbing.
I saw the opportunity and I did not want to lose it. "Let me Mom. Let me take you back to that wonderful past Mom. Come-on, let me dance with you and prove you that I'm better than Dad ... let me Mom," I stood up and lend my hand inviting her to her feet and after a long gaze at me she slowly offered her hand. With one single swift, I pulled her and she was in my arms dancing to the tune of a nice slow beat.
"That's wonderful darling, it's quite a time I'm dancing," she whispered looking up at me. My mother is little shorter than me and average in size. Therefore, she had to look-up to make eye contacts with me. I could get the sweet fruity fragrance of the shampoo on her hair and the faint smell of gin she was consuming from her breath.
"My pleasure Mom," I tighten the grip on her small of the back and pulled her towards me. She is now almost leaning against my chest and I could feel the warmth of her body through our clothes.