26 comments/ 266025 views/ 20 favorites A Summer Seduction By: nitegazer Dear Faithful Readers, I hope you like this little memory from my past. I sure loved making it... As always for your pleasure The Nitegazer * * * * * Ryan lay on his bed, one arm slung across his eyes, his other hand, slowly stroking the bulge that twitched through the cloth of his skimpy running shorts as he thought of her. She was his latest obsession, and she was also proving to be his greatest challenge. He sighed, frustrated, and slung his legs off the bed to sit on its edge, his chin cupped thoughtfully in his young hands as he watched the dust motes dancing in the sunlight that streamed in through the open window. He had been trying to get her to make love to him for almost two years now, but she had been as immovable as the sphinx. He stood and wandered over to stare dreamily out the window, his room was on the second floor, and he could just see the top of her roof down the street. He wondered what she was doing...he could hear a lawn mower in the distance...the cicadas thrumming heavily in the trees...maybe she was mowing the lawn...mmm that started him thinking; mostly about the bright shocking pink bikini she wore when she mowed and how the top clung to her breasts, cupping them like small pink hands. Lord, but she was hot! He couldn't stop thinking about her, but no matter what he'd tried, he couldn't get into her pants. He sighed and stood crossing to the mirror on the door. He was sharp enough, he thought, turning to look at himself from the side as he flexed his biceps. He had played football on the varsity team last year, he lifted weights, ran track....so he was muscled in all the right places; his hair was good, thick and sandy blonde, his teeth strait and white....all the girls at school had been hot for him... but he had always been attracted to older women... Girls were silly giggly things, good for a quick fuck, but usually so disappointing in bed. He had been seduced by an older woman when he was a virgin. He had spent two weeks in Cozumel on vacation with his parents. One day while exploring the island he had found her sun-tanning on the private beach below her villa. She was there for the summer, and she'd found him beautiful, willing and intelligent and she'd been fascinated that he was still a virgin at 17. She had taken him under her wing teaching him the finer points of sex...and he had acquired skills most teen age boys didn't have. He had been an avid student, eager to learn the secrets to a woman's body. While his parents thought he was exploring the town he had been exploring the sensuous arts with her in her private beach house...his amorous adventures with her had spoiled him. He sighed again, and wandered back to the window to gaze longingly at her rooftop and stroke the painful hard-on that was peaking out of the waist band of his cotton shorts. He leaned against the window sill, day dreaming about how he would make love to her...if she would only give him the chance. A frustrated groan rumbled deep in his chest as his balls began to throb painfully. "This is bull-shit!" he grumbled, "I'm going over there..." and, pulling on his running shoes and a t-shirt long enough to hide his aching dick he trotted down the stairs and out the door into the warm summer sunshine. Julie was in the house when he got there, he could see her through the screen door, washing the dishes. He stood outside for a minute admiring her. She was so lovely; a small woman, just 5'2". She had the tanned muscled body of an avid water skier with long thick brown hair that stopped just short of the curve of a tight round ass. She was wearing a pair of cut of jeans and some kind of cotton tank halter thing with tiny buttons down the front...the top button was open...and she wasn't wearing a bra, much to his delight...she rarely did, especially in the summer and it was one of the things that drove him crazy. Her breasts were small and firm, with large rigid nipples that protruded seductively from the thin fabric of her cotton shirt. She had the stereo on and she was dancing a little while she worked, her breasts jiggled in the most delightful way, causing his softening cock swell hard again...as he watched she dropped a fork and when she bent over to retrieve it the tank-shirt bloused open for a brief glimpse of tit all the way to the hard pink nipple. A lightning bolt of desire sliced through him all the way to his dick, and he leaned his head on the door frame and closed his eyes while trying collect himself. He knocked on the screen door and she turned to see who was there, a smile lighting her beautiful face as she motioned for him to come in. He entered quickly sitting at the breakfast bar that separated the living room from the kitchen, hoping that she hadn't seen the enormous bulge in his shorts. "What's up?" She queried, "You enjoying time off before college starts in the fall?" He nodded his answer as she rinsed the last of the soap suds out of the sink and hung the dishrag over the faucet...she turned and flashed that breathtaking smile at him. "Shelly's spending the night at Natalie's house and Max is at Pop's riding the 4-wheeler with Gary, he's spending the night too, but you can call him over there if it's important." "No, that's OK, I really came to see you." He smiled at her boldly; delighted that they were alone. She leaned over the bar shaking her finger at him saying, "Ryan, I've told you more than once that we are not happening, you are a handsome, sexy boy, but I have a step-daughter almost your age; what would my kids think if they found out the things you've pulled trying to get me to go to bed with you? He ducked his head and shrugged "Who says they'll ever find out? I'd never tell...would you?" He looked up and grinned at her turning on the charm, "I have something for you; would you like to see it?" She smiled back at him, and shook her head, "Stop it, Ryan...." He leaned back in the chair his eyes twinkling at her..."Just take a look OK? If you don't want it I'll put it away, I promise..." she hesitated a full minute looking long into his eyes...she knew he was pulling something, but what? Then, slowly she rounded the bar to see what he "had" for her...and saw that he had pulled the waist band of his shorts down exposing the rock hard erection that he'd had for her all morning... She turned on her heel and returned to the kitchen shaking her head. Ryan bolted from the bar stool...determined to have her...today! He'd been very patient but enough was enough. He took her by the shoulders and spinning her around he pulled her firmly into his arms taking her mouth with his. He held her head to keep her from pulling away from him as he slipped his tongue in savoring the taste of her...mmm she was so sweet, her lips were soft against his, her small body was warm and sexy in his arms and she yielded her tongue to him for one delicious minute... His hand slipped down the curve of her back to cup her pretty bottom and pull her against the bulge in his shorts...she groaned pushing him away..."Stop it, Ryan. I've told you I don't screw around on my husband..." she crossed to the sink and leaned against it as she tried to compose herself. It seemed like she had been pushing him away forever. But he just came back again and again, no matter what she did to discourage him...and she knew she beginning to weaken...he was so charming, so disarming...way too knowledgeable for a boy his age... This boy definitely had a way of getting to her! A picture of his swollen cock was burned into her brain, and all she could think of was kneeling before him and taking it into her mouth...her heart was hammering behind her ribs and suddenly it was very hard to breathe... He followed close behind her; his arms circled her body and one hand slid down to her pussy pulling her to him crushing his aching cock against her firm sexy little butt. "I know your husband hasn't been home for at least six weeks...It must be tough for you to go without sex for that long" he whispered nibbling her ear lobe... She sucked in her breath as a hand slipped under her top to cup her naked breast; his thumb teased her nipple into a hard little knot. "You're such a hot sexy lady...much too hot to be left so long without proper attention from a man. Why don't you let me take your husband's place...just for today?" he bent to kiss the soft curve of her neck and murmur into her ear, "No one but us will ever know we were together. I give you my solemn word of honor...I've been involved with other married women before and no one has ever known...a gentleman is always discrete. She turned in his arms and he bent to kiss her, but she pushed against his chest turning her face away, "I told you to stop it, I'm too old for you... you should be looking for someone your own age, for heaven's sake!" He pulled her back into his arms capturing her mouth in another long slow kiss. She broke from his kiss breathless and dizzy...but his lips continued their assault...fluttering soft and silky along the line of her jaw... "I find girls my own age exceptionally boring"...they trailed hot fire down the curve of her lovely neck "but I find you utterly fascinating"...He bit softly on her shoulder, his voice husky with passion... "I have things I want to show you...let me show you Julie...I've wanted you for so long..." She was trembling in his arms and she tried to push him away once more, but he was strong and she was pinned between him and the sink. He pulled her roughly back to him; capturing her mouth once again with his. She could feel his cock quivering against her belly wanting to be inside her... his tongue found a way in; deep into her mouth...sucking the willpower from her. His hand stole quietly down to unfasten her cutoffs and slid the zipper open... His kisses made her dizzy, disoriented...more than she wanted to admit. It had been a long time since she'd had this kind of attention from a man. Her husband and she had been drifting farther and farther apart over the last two years. She suspected he was cheating on her, but she had no real proof, just a niggling suspicion and the knowledge that something wasn't right between them...that coupled with the fact that he'd lost all interest in having sex with her. She had become increasingly frustrated and that was dangerous...she was after all a very sexual creature... And here he was...this...this gorgeous man-boy who always seemed to appear when no one else was around...tall and tanned and muscled...and always very nearly naked...he'd been dogging her every move, watching her, teasing her, finding excuses to touch her, to slip little kisses on her neck and shoulders when she wasn't expecting it. She had begun to look forward to his visits and she had considered fucking him more than once...he was just so damn beautiful, but he was only 19 and she was almost 30; not cool...she gasped as she felt him slipping her shorts off her hips..."Nooo!" she groaned, pushing hard against his chest... "We can't do this, Ryan, you're a very sexy boy, but I'm way too old for you!" He just laughed and whispered in her ear..."This "boy" knows things that will make you scream with passion my lady, if you'll just let me show you..." and he pulled her tight for yet another deliciously intense kiss... he'd be damned if he'd let her get away from him this time... His full lips were so soft, like velvet, sucking her bottom lip into his mouth, biting softly, then pressing full on her lips...his tongue teased her...patiently invading her...seeking her surrender...till finally she lost what little control she'd had and melted against him, her arms slipped around his neck...accepting him...wanting him...needing him to take her. He scooped her into his arms before she could change her mind and carried her into the bedroom...she buried her face in his neck suddenly shy. He lay her down on the bed then stood, locked the door and turned back to her. He looked down at her as he slipped off his shoes...he reached behind his head and pulled off the t-shirt then slowly slipped his shorts down and his cock swung free...he stroked it showing it off for her. She lay there, watching him undress... her eyes traveled down his beautifully muscled young body to rest on the tool quivering eagerly in his hand. He stood still for her, enjoying her examination and smiled to himself as her eyes fastened on his cock...she shivered as a droplet of cum emerged at the tip and watched, fascinated, as it continued to well up and trickle down the head. She closed her eyes, the fire in her belly making her woozy... He lay down next to her and smiled at the sharp intake of her breath. Her breasts rose and fell in quick anticipation beneath her the thin fabric of her shirt; a shiver rippled through her as his fingers slowly traced the curve of her collar bone and unfastened the buttons of the top she wore opening them one by one...leaving a kiss in the place of each button... He flipped the top open exposing her breasts, the hard pink buds of her nipples delighted him, and he placed a warm kiss on the skin beside each puckered areola. A shiver ripped through her again and a small whimper slipped from her lips. He laid his head between her breasts the tips of his fingers teasing the soft curve below the nipple...he inhaled her scent...God; she smelled so good and he lay there savoring the touch of her skin on his face for a long delicious moment, as she held his head against her...her fingers combing through his hair...then slowly he slid his hand down her belly and into the waist band of her shorts to rest on the mound between her legs, so lovely and she was clean shaved...he liked that...one finger slipped into her warm slit and he smiled at how wet she was... He slithered down dripping hot kisses over every inch of exposed skin and slipped the shorts off her hips revealing her beautiful little pussy. He left them bunched just below her hips to hold her thighs together then covered that wonderful sweet pussy with his mouth; his tongue snaked inside to suck the rigid button of her clit. "Oh...God...Ryan..." she panted her hips arching up against his mouth. She pulled his head into her crotch... "Mmhhh....wh...what are you doing? Tha... oh; that feels so...oh...Lord...yes...you... mmm, yes, just there... He smiled, knowing she was his, that she wouldn't be able to stop now, and continued the exploration of her treasures...his tongue snaked into the split between her thighs, quick, hot, sliding around the outside rim of her slit, slipping in and lapping up the juices that flowed from her sexy little cunt...till she was mewing softly like a kitten...till she cried out begging him to take her. He slipped on top of her, his thighs outside hers holding her legs together as he slid his aching dick into her. He gasped almost collapsing on top of her, "Dear God, you're so hot..." he groaned as he finished the plunge deep into her body. He hadn't expected her to be so hot...so tight around him...he almost lost it then, and he held still for just a minute regaining his control. The swiftness of his penetration took her breath and she grabbed his butt, her nails digging into the muscled flesh pulling him further into her. "No, no my lovely lady, you lie still, you are not in control today." He disengaged her fingers pulling her arms over her head. He looked around and there hanging on the headboard was a silk pashmina...he grabbed it and quickly tied it to one wrist then looped it around the spindles of the headboard and tied the other wrist. She protested his actions but he stilled her objections with a kiss...his tongue probed her lovely mouth as his dick probed inside her slick hot pussy...he felt her stretch deliciously around him with every stroke... she was so wonderfully tight...he arched his hips at the end of each thrust the forcing the head of his cock to bump against her cervix... her tiny little moans echoed each lunge. He pulled out to squat over her; one foot on either side of her creamy thighs and slipped back into the warmth. "Oh God Ryan what are you doing...that feels..." her words trailed off and she closed her eyes overcome with the intensity of the feeling...the way he was fucking her rubbed her clit and her g-spot at the same time and she found she was unable to speak...the burn in her belly was almost more than she could handle...she was dizzy, so incredibly dizzy...her entire body was on fire...it had been so long...little moans rippled out like waves in the ocean as he fucked her. He loved the way she looked under him...God, she was exquisite...she lay there, her arms stretched tight over her head...her breasts quivering seductively as he hammered her juicy cunt...the nipples of her tits were puckered hard and tight, and she writhed beneath him, her pussy clutched his cock like she had fingers inside her. She'd never had anyone fuck her like that... his ankles pressed her legs tight around his dick and the shaft pulled on her clit sending electric shivers throughout her body. He was so big, so incredibly hard... the swollen head of his prick sucked out her juices and they were spread along her thighs, as he slid in and out of her again and again rubbing a place inside her that no else had ever found, that she hadn't known even existed...she could feel the burn building in her belly...it had been so long since she had cum; she so needed to cum... He felt a shiver ripple through her body, the signal of her approaching orgasm and he quickly pulled out and lay down next to her...not touching her...allowing her passion to cool slightly. She sobbed her frustration and tried to pull her hands loose, but he had tied her securely. "Please, what are you doing Ryan, don't leave me like this...please, I need you..." she sobbed "Shhhh," he whispered, and took one turgid nipple into his mouth, biting down gently...till she cried out...her back arched off the bed forcing his face into her breast... "Ryan," she began, but he cut her off...his mouth on hers...his tongue slipping inside tasting her...his fingers found her clit and continued its punishment...bringing her to the brink of orgasm once again...holding her there... then just as she was about to go over the edge he stopped...and she moaned her agony... "NO... please, please baby; don't stop..." But he just covered her sexy mouth with his stilling her protests once again...his fingers found her nipple pinching it till she moaned...skilled fingers that slid into her dripping pussy, he thumbed her clit as the fingers inside her curled up finding that spot and rubbing it till she burned again...deep inside she burned... "Ryan..." she panted, barely able to speak... "Ryan...I can't stand this...please...please...oh baby...what are you.......oh my God...." once again he brought her to the edge only to pause holding her there till she was begging him...till she writhed against his hand trying to cum; but he held her legs still with one heavy muscled thigh...his fingers deep inside her waiting... "No my lady you must wait...It will feel so good when I finally let you cum..." He brought her up to the edge one last time using his lips, his teeth, his fingers...till she was sobbing, tears streaming down her lovely cheeks...till she begged him to fuck her...pleaded for him to release her...she was so beautiful... He gazed at her quivering body and had to have he...he couldn't wait any longer...in one quick motion he stripped her shorts the rest of the way off and spread those lovely thighs. He pulled her hips to him ramming into her and she screamed his name as her pussy strained to take him. He was so hard for her he thought his cock would split open and the heat from her pussy made him lose all control...so he fucked her hard and deep...lifting her legs so he could go even deeper into the glorious heat of her body... his balls slapped her ass sticking slightly in her juices when he pulled back out... A Summer Seduction My name is Marilyn, better known as Mom. I am a 36 year old mother of two. My son, Brian, is just short of his 19th birthday. My daughter, Samantha, just turned 16. Before you stop and do the calculations, yes I started early, getting pregnant when I was the same current age of my daughter. Believe me that fact is not lost on me as I watch her turn from my little girl into a woman. My husband, and father of the kids, left me about 10 years ago. We tried to make a go of it, but as so often happens with young love, we found we had little in common as we matured. We have remained friends but have each gone our separate ways. He still sees the kids and contributes to their welfare. I managed to get my GED and have had a fairly successful career as a Realtor. Successful enough to support the family, and able enough to have a good eye for a bargain, including the house that we live in. We bought our house from a family who were being relocated and had to dump their home here to make the move. The house is in a good location with a secluded back yard and swimming pool. The house has three bedrooms. The kids share a bathroom, but the master bath is all mine. It has a garden tub plus an oversized shower. Overall the house is quite family friendly, and the kids have always felt comfortable having their friends over. Brian is home for the summer after spending his first year at a state university that he attends on a swimming scholarship. His specialty is distance events which show in his well conditioned body. He is about 6'2" and all muscle. Samantha is also a swimmer with similar goals to her brother. In stature she is just a younger version of me. She just matched my height of 5'7" this past year, although she weighs a few pounds less than me, but I keep myself fairly fit. Her breasts are a "B" cup like mine. She has mixed emotions about her breasts growing larger. On one hand she would like to be bigger, on the other hand she knows that big breasts and competitive swimming do not mix well. She is much prettier than I am and will be truly striking as she grows into herself. Her swimming potential has got her invited to two swim camps this summer. My ex and I agreed early on that we wanted our kids to be comfortable with their bodies. He and I both had been raised in quite conservative environments, which I have attributed, at least partly, to me getting pregnant at such a young age as I rebelled against my parents. Although we don't flaunt nudity around the house, we certainly have a casual attitude toward it. Since our divorce and the kids getting older I have personally been a bit more conscious about it. For one thing I never knew when one of the kid's friends would show up. There was never anything sexual in our state of dress or undress as the case may be. That was until this summer. I came home from work and heard the shower running. I went to the door and yelled "Bri, is that you?" "Yeah Mom." Knowing he had a summer job interview earlier I asked, "How did the interview go?" "I'll be out in just a minute." I stepped into my son's room and plopped down on his bed and thumbed through a car magazine he had there. I heard the shower stop, and in a minute or so Brian appeared drying his hair and not a stitch on. My eyes instinctively went to his manhood which looked way to mature for my baby boy. Totally at ease with his nakedness he went to the dresser and combed his hair leaving me to stare at his tight ass. I realized I was holding my breath. I snapped out of it as he started to tell me about the interview. "I think it went well. They seemed to think I would have no trouble doing the job, but they did have two more interviews after me. They said they would make their decision by tomorrow." All I could manage was a, "that sounds encouraging." Finishing with his hair, Brian lay down on the bed next to me still totally naked. I resisted making a big deal of it by springing from the bed. "Yeah, we even talked about me having flexible hours so I could do my work out at the YMCA every day. Having my beautiful Mom as their Realtor didn't hurt," he said as he reached over and kissed me on the cheek. I said, "I doubt that had anything to do with it, but thanks for the compliment." What I was thinking was "where did my son get that cock?" It sure didn't come from his father. I caught myself trying to remember ever seeing my father's cock? Surely I hadn't because I can't imagine not remembering it if it had been that big. Picking myself off the bed I said, "I will keep my fingers crossed for you." Brian had picked up the magazine that I had been looking at. I paused at his door for one more look at my beautifully naked son. I closed his door behind be and felt my heart racing. As I walked down the hall the wetness between my legs was unmistakable. I tried to put the incident out of my mind over the next few days. Brian got the job and was to begin the following Monday. He offered, and I readily accepted, his offer to help me with some household chores in the meantime. One afternoon he was helping me with the laundry as we chatted about this and that. All of a sudden he stopped and in a protective tone asked "when did Sam start wearing thong panties?" I looked up to see him holding the tiny pair of panties up. I had to giggle, "those are mine smarty pants!" You would have thought I had hit him in the head with a baseball bat. He had no response. After a couple of minutes of silent sorting and folding of clothes, Brian grabbed a half full basket of folded laundry which he placed in front of him and hurried out the door saying that he would place the items in our respective bedrooms. "Now that was odd," I thought to myself. As I thought about him holding the basket in front of himself, I wondered if he was hiding an erection. Could the thought of his mother wearing thong panties have given him an erection? I told myself I was imagining this, but I found myself with a pair of hard pointy nipples and an itching between my legs at the thought. I went to the bedrooms and found both my door and Sam's open. No laundry had been placed on our beds. Brian's door was closed. I fought the urge to see if it was locked, but did stop in front of it and listen. Unfortunately, I could hear nothing. I was working in the kitchen a little later when Brian came in and sat at the table. I said "are you alright?" "Yeah Mom, why do you ask?" "You just left so suddenly." "Oh, well I guess I had to go to the bathroom." "You sure you're not sick?" I had my back to him as I worked at the sink and glanced over my shoulder to see him studying me. "No Mom I'm fine," he said obviously deep in thought. Finally without saying a word, Brian got up and walked out. I thought to myself, "Did my own son just check me out?" The next week Brian started his new job and we got Samantha off to the first swimming camp of the summer. It was late when I got home and I sat down to read the paper. I was wearing a light summer dress. I sat on the couch with my feet up on the coffee table, knees bent. I must have drifted off to sleep because when I awoke Brian was standing in front of me with a big smile. Following his line of sight I could see that he had a perfect view up under my dress. I adjusted myself asking, "when did you get home?" "Just a few minutes ago. I was just enjoying the view," he snickered. "I guess I better be more careful with a grown man in the house," I joked. "Don't do it for my sake, I love looking at a beautiful woman." "You do know how to pay a compliment. If I didn't believe it was because you wanted something special for dinner, I would be flattered." "You should be flattered, because I meant it as a compliment. I think you are one of the hottest women I know." "Help me up and I will get dinner started." I extended my arm and he helped me to my feet. Brian pulled me toward him and placed his arms around me. I placed my arms around his neck and he said, "Mom, I know I don't show it sometimes, but I think you are the greatest, and I love you." I smiled and probably blushed a little and said, "I love you too baby." Then I did something that surprised both of us. I kissed his lips. Not a lover's kiss, but one that lasted too long to be an appropriate mother-son kiss. Embarrassed with myself, I broke our embrace and went to the kitchen. Brian followed me to the kitchen and asked if he could help. I put him cutting vegetables for a salad while I prepared the chicken. We chatted while we worked side by side and he would hip bump me playfully every few minutes. I would do the same back at him, a seemingly harmless form of flirting. We set the table and Brian poured each of us a glass of wine as I served our dinner. We joked at silly things through dinner and Brian bent down to pick up his knife which he had accidently dropped. "Shall I get you a clean one, or did you just do that to look up my dress again?" I joked. Not to be outdone he responded, "I thought I saw a little tuft of hair sticking out earlier and I thought I would have another look." I immediately snapped back, "you didn't see any hair sticking out down there!" Brian smiled and said, "you are right, but now I know that my mother keeps herself shaved or do you keep a small landing strip?" I gave an embarrassed laugh, "you are quite the smart ass, aren't you?" He just shrugged his shoulders quite proud of himself. After a short pause he asked, "Well, which is it?" "Which is what?" "Are you shaved completely, or leave a small patch of pubic hair?" "I am not having a conversation about my personal grooming habits with my son!" "Ah come on Mom, inquiring minds want to know." "Change the subject please." I could feel myself blushing but could also feel that my nipples had become hard as well as feeling dampness in my panties. Brian was enjoying teasing me too much, he said, "let me see mom." "Have you gone insane? I'm not going to show myself to you." "Why not?" "Well first of all you are my son. Second of all if anyone found out, they would have me arrested, and put you in therapy. Shall I go on?" "No one would know. It would be our secret. And as far as me being your son, I thought you always said that we should not be ashamed of our bodies?" "You know good and well that this is different. And I am not ashamed of my body, and I can't believe we are having this conversation!" "Don't get mad, I'm just teasing you. So if you won't show me, just answer my question, shaved completely or no?" "You are impossible!" We both began clearing the table. I ran the dishwater while Brian brought me the dirty dishes. When he finished he moved behind me and placed his hands around my waist. He leaned close to my ear and whispered, "I am the luckiest guy in the world to have a Mom like you." He leaned down and kissed the nape of my neck. "Don't kiss me there." "I thought women like being kissed there?" "I didn't say I didn't like it. I just ask you to not kiss me there." He knew he had found my weak spot and pulled me back against him. He not only kissed my neck again but I felt him push against my ass. I had moaned softly before I knew what had happened. Snapping back to reality, I pulled away from him dried my hands and walked out of the kitchen. I went into the living room and sat on the couch and picked up the remote trying to find something to watch as my mind cleared. Brian came in and sat at the other end of the couch. Brian said, "Sorry mom, I guess I got carried away." I didn't answer. "Mom, are you mad?" "No, but when I ask you not to do something, I would appreciate if you didn't go against my wishes." "You are right, I'm sorry, I guess I took that kiss and our flirting the wrong way." His comment made me stop and think. I was the one playing along with the flirting, and I had been the one to kiss him. "Brian I'm sorry too, I over reacted. Can we just forget it happened?" "Sure Mom." The rest of the evening our conversation stayed on safe ground. About 11:00 we both went to bed. I lay in bed re-living the evening and feeling myself overly aroused. I couldn't sleep until I had masturbated to a huge orgasm. I had a restless night wondering what was happening to me. I woke the next morning in the same state of confusion that I was in the night before. Why was this whole thing so arousing to me? Did I want something to happen between my son and me? Of course not, that is something you only read about. Maybe seeing me as he had requested would satisfy his curiosity? Or, would it make him want to go further? And what did I really want? So many questions, all with difficult answers. I got ready for work and saw that Brian had already gone to his swimming work-out before going on to work. At work I found myself day dreaming and not being very productive. About midway through the afternoon my phone rang, I answered in my most professional manner. "I'd like to speak to your best looking Realtor." "I'm sorry but Mr. Hanson isn't available," I giggled. "Very funny Mom." "What's up Bri?" "I wanted to give you a heads up. I'm going to a concert with a friend who just acquired two 4th row tickets. We will be staying the night at his sister's place." "Acquired two tickets? You make it sound like he stole them." "I didn't ask," he laughed. "O.K., but be careful." "I will Mom, bye." All of a sudden a light came on in my head. I knew what I needed to clear my head; I needed to get myself laid. I picked up the phone and dialed my on again, off again friend who could accurately be defined as a "friend with benefits". "Hello Charlie. Guess who has the house to herself tomorrow night?" Plans were made quickly and we would have a quick dinner and then back to my place for some hard core fucking. Charlie wasn't the greatest lover, which is probably why our relationship hadn't progressed, but he does always manage to get me off a few times. The following evening Charlie showed up at my doorstep and took me to a small restaurant that we often shared. I was in a teasing and flirting way and did my best to let him know what I needed. We made short work of our dinner and wine and headed back to my house. We were like a couple of kids as we tickled and groped our way up to the house. I'm half surprised I got the door shut before we were on one another. We kissed and struggled out of our clothes, leaving a trail to my bedroom. We landed on my bed as we kissed and fondled each other in desperate foreplay. Charley knew what I needed and wasted no time climbing between my open legs. I reached down and guided him home. I gave a loud cry as he slid inside me to the hilt. Charley slowly began to pump in and out of me. It felt so good. With my legs locked behind his back I matched each of his thrusts with one of my own. I don't know what made me look, but I looked over his shoulder to notice that we had left the bedroom door open, what shocked me was what else I saw. There in the shadows of the hallway stood my son. He was clearly watching his mother get fucked. I know I must have frozen while my mind considered the situation. Charley obviously had no idea that we were being spied upon. I continued to let him thrust into me as a wave of excitement stirred deep inside of me. I didn't know if it was from being watched or for who was doing the watching. Whatever it was I started responding in a more aggressive manner than I had ever displayed, at least with Charlie. "Fuck me hard baby I need it so bad," had those words come from me? "Oh yeah! What has got into you sweetheart? Mmmmm, you are squeezing my cock so nice." "Charley, fuck me from behind." I knew what I was doing. I wanted my son to see me on my hands and knees getting pounded in my favorite position. As Charley entered me from behind I lowered my head to the pillow but not before making sure that Brian was still watching. My breasts shook every time Charley plowed into me, I so hoped that Brian could see his mother. "Oh Charley baby, you are going to make me cum so hard!" I knew I was about to cum hard but I wasn't sure it was Charley or being watched that was going to take me over the edge. "Cum for me sweetie, cum all over my hard cock!" "Here it comes! Oh my god, I'm cummmmmmmmmming!" I cried as my body shook in orgasm. "Oh baby, I can't hold out much longer," Charley warned. "Let me suck you off the rest of the way!" Again, this was not a random thought. As Charley rolled onto his back, I got on my hands and knees with my rear facing the open door. I wanted my son to see my just fucked pussy and ass. I moaned against Charley's hard cock as I sucked and licked my own juices from him. He had to wonder where this crazed slut had come from, because I was giving the best head that I have ever performed. I felt Charley's cock stiffen and then felt his cum flooding my mouth. I drank very drop. I knew from past experience that Charley was finished but to his credit he rolled me onto my back and began licking my pussy. My clit was very sensitive after my first orgasm and also quite swollen. With Charley's head between my legs I could freely look to see Brian still watching from the shadows of the hallway. I could see his hand busy and had a pretty good idea what he was doing. I might have imagined it, but I thought we made eye contact. I don't think there was any doubt in his mind that I knew he was there. The whole scenario had me hanging on another massive orgasm. I focused my attention on it as Charley took me over the edge into a total body convulsive orgasm. I know I was close to passing out. When I regained my senses I looked to the door and saw no one there. Charley moved up beside me and held me to him. "Wow, is all I can say. You almost drown me when you came baby," Charley stated. "I guess it had just been to long since the last time." "Well, do me a favor and warn me next time so I can eat my Wheaties," he chuckled. After the requisite cuddling and afterglow, I caught Charley sneaking a peek at the clock. "Do you have an early day tomorrow?" "Yeah I do. Do you mind?" he asked. "No not at all. You wore me out anyway. I think I need some serious sleep." We kissed and after Charley traced his clothes back to the front door, he dressed and I kissed him goodbye at the door. I felt a little guilty because I had used him as a pawn. Although I'm guessing the fuck that I had just given him rated right up there on his all-time best. I went back to bed with the thoughts of what I had just done playing over and over in my head. I awoke early the next morning wondering how the conversation with Brian was going to go. I didn't have to wait long. He came into the kitchen just as I was finishing brewing coffee. "Good morning." "Good morning Mom." "I didn't expect you home last night?" I'm glad he restrained saying "obviously." "Well you weren't far off to ask if the tickets were stolen. It seems Brad had been sold two faked tickets. They wouldn't honor them at the door." "That's terrible, does he have any recourse?" "No, he bought them from a guy he met at a bar, and didn't even get a name. We were so bummed we just came home." There was a pause in the conversation as neither of us knew how to start. Both of us knowing that the elephant was in the room. Finally Brian said, "Mom I'm sorry I didn't let you know I was home, but I didn't have much of a chance. You guys were going at it from the time you walked in the door." "You're sorry you didn't announce yourself, but not sorry you spied on us?" He paused, "well I thought a lot about that all night. I guess I am sorry that I spied but not for what I saw. It was beautiful. You were beautiful." A Summer Seduction I had no retort. I felt that he was being honest with me, and hated myself for not being willing to be as honest with him. "Mom, can I ask you something?" "Of course you can." "You knew I was there, didn't you?" A hard question to answer honestly. "Yes." He just nodded as if to say "I thought so". I was waiting for the follow-up question about why I didn't stop? I was relieved that he didn't push it because I didn't have an answer. I managed to ask "Brian, do you think we could forget this ever happened?" Brian sat thoughtfully and finally answered, "We can avoid talking about it but there is no way I can erase it from my memory even if I wanted to." Damn, how did he get so smart? Of course neither one of us would ever be able to forget is happened. The next few days passed with both of us trying to pretend that nothing had happened, both treading lightly with our topics of conversation. Then on Friday my phone rang and I answered. "Hello, South Bay Real Estate" "May I speak to your sexiest Realtor, I mean your sexiest female Realtor?" I giggled, "What's up Bri?" "I have a proposal to make." "Oh, and what would that be?" "I have to work late, but what if I pick up a couple of steaks on the way home, and I'll pop them on the grill when I get home?" "Sounds good, I'll make a salad to go with them" "Great, it's a date then. Let's eat out on the patio and maybe go for a moonlight swim afterwards," Brian said hopefully. "The swim sounds good, but I don't think the moon is visible this week." "All the better in case we decide to go skinny dipping." I laughed but didn't answer. "So you are not closing the door on the skinny dipping idea?" "I'll see you at home," and I hung up. Now what have I done? I've left him with the idea that I might skinny dip with him. I of course can't allow that to happen..............can I? I noticed that my heart was pounding and hands shaking. I ended up going home early, as I was useless at work. I tried to take a nap but sleep wouldn't come. Maybe Brian was only teasing; he really didn't think I would go skinny dipping with him? Of course he would. I was going to have to be the bad guy, no the adult, and say no. But then what would it hurt? Skinny dipping doesn't have to be sexual. Who was I trying to fool? The time seemed to crawl by. I took a shower although I didn't know why. Maybe just to have an excuse to run my hands all over my body. I finally decided to put on a rather conservative two piece bathing suit. Maybe Brian would see that I was prepared for a swim, but not of the skinny dipping variety? I covered my suit with a short terry cloth robe and went to prepare our salad. I had the grill pre-heated by the time Brian arrived about 9:00. He leaned in and kissed me on the cheek making no move toward the nape of my neck. I told him I would get the steaks on the grill while he changed. He returned in short order with a tee shirt and a baggy pair of swim trunks. The steaks were almost done and soon we were enjoying our meal. It was just getting dark as we finished our meal and relaxing sipping a fruity summer wine. Brian said, "well are you ready for our swim?" "We have to wait half hour or we will cramp up," I joked. "Quit making excuses, I'll save you if you start to drown." Brian stood and slipped his tee-shirt over his head. "Brian, honestly I don't think this is a good idea." "Well, you do what you like, but I'm going skinny dipping. If you want to act like a prude then that is your problem." "I'm not a prude!" I protested. "Whatever," he said as he stepped out of his suit. "At least turn out the lights," I said. Reluctantly he walked to the house and switched off the outside lights. I could still make out his handsome cock as he returned and jumped into the pool. It was decision time. Brian was treading water looking toward me as I stood and removed my robe. I swallowed hard as I reached behind my back and undid my top. I held it in place a few seconds before tossing it on the chair with my robe. I know even in the dark Brian could make out my un-tanned breasts. With heart pounding I slipped out of the lower half of my suit and stood for a moment letting Brian look at me. At that instant I was hoping that he wasn't disappointed. I dove into the pool to surface across the pool from him. "Mmmmmm, the water is perfect," I said as I rolled over and backstroked a few feet, being sure to keep my distance. "Yes it is," he stammered as if lost for words. Although the main lights were out, the pool lights remained on allowing us a rather clear view of the other. I couldn't resist the temptation to look down where I saw that Brian had developed what appeared to be a full erection. The water tends to distort things, but from all indications my son was truly well hung. Slowly we began to feel more comfortable with each other and moved closer and closer as we enjoyed our dip and the erotic nature of the circumstances. I broke the ice by cupping palms together and squirting Brian in the face. We started splashing around like a couple of young kids. Brian disappeared under the water and coming up behind me stuck his head between my legs and lifted me onto his shoulders. My naked pussy against his neck. I half screamed and half giggled as he launched me into the air before splashing back into the water. I surfaced behind him and wrapped my arms around his neck and let him tow me around the pool. This was innocent enough except for my boobs which were plastered against his back. Finally we had both had enough and we approached the ladder to climb out of the pool. I went first and knew that my ass was on display to him in the water behind me. I didn't mind, and only thought that I hoped he didn't think it was fat. As we stood on the concrete patio it occurred to both of us that we hadn't brought out towels. Brian grabbed my terrycloth robe and told me to turn around. With my back to him he dried me with my robe giving my ass extra attention. Turning me again he started to dry my front. I knew it was time to stop him, but the evening was going so nicely that I didn't want to ruin it. He fluffed my short hair and moved down drying one of my breasts at a time. He looked into my eyes as his hands moved across my stomach. Down lower until the robe was against my pussy. My knees felt weak. I was afraid of what would happen if I let him continue rubbing the terrycloth across my pussy. I told him it was his turn and I broke the spell and began drying him, doing his back first. I wanted to feel how tight his ass was but I restrained myself. He turned and I dried his chest. His cock was hard and pointing at about a 45 degree angle skywards. There was no way to ignore it. I smiled and then hung my wet robe over it. I giggled, "nice towel rack you have there." I turned and picked up my suit and walked to the house. It seemed silly to cover myself after what we had just done. Brian was right behind me as we walked into the house and down the hall toward our respective bedrooms. I stopped outside my bedroom and turned to Brian who still was sporting a huge erection. I thanked him for a very nice evening and stood on my tiptoes to kiss him on the cheek. This must have looked quite comical given the fact that we were both naked. "Mom, you aren't going to leave me like this are you?" "Brian, you know this has already gone further than it should. Now go to your room, I need to shower and get the chlorine out of my hair." "How about if I shampoo your hair?" This was an interesting suggestion, but I knew it was a mistake. "Brian, I don't think that is a good idea." "Why not, it's not like I'm going to see anything I haven't already seen?" My son had a point, and the idea of having someone shampoo my hair was rather exciting. "Well, I don't know." He could tell I was weakening. "If we do this there has to be ground rules. If I say No, I mean No. Deal?" "Deal!" The die was cast. We went to my bathroom where the shower was large. I started the water and adjusted it to a comfortable temperature. I got out two large fluffy towels and placed them on hooks outside the shower. I stuck my head under the shower to wet my hair and handed Brian the shampoo. He applied it to his hands and began to massage it into my scalp. His fingers felt wonderful and I told him so. My butt bumped into his hard cock and we both expressed a nervous laugh. Brian's fingers continued to work my scalp as the water cascaded off my body. "A girl could get used to this." "Anytime you want Mom, anytime." "Of course it might be hard to explain to Samantha," I joked. "Hand me the cream rinse Mom." I could hardly lift my arms I was so relaxed. But I managed the task. Brian rinsed my hair and then repeated the process with the cream rinse. I was putty in his hands. When he rinsed my hair I was sorry it was over. "Hand me the soap, Mom." "What?" "Might as well wash the chorine off the rest of your body while we are at it." He began soaping my back and then moved down to my ass. His hands washed over my cheeks and his finger slipped into my crack. I sighed as I felt his finger touch my most private hole. Brian knelt down and washed the back of my legs and turned me as he washed the front of my legs. He didn't have to wonder any longer about my shaving habits, because my small trimmed pubic patch was right in front of his face. I allowed him to wash over my pussy but stopped him when he tried to push his fingers between my legs. He stood back up with his still hard cock aiming at my belly. He washed my belly paying extra attention to my belly button which I could not hide the arousal it was causing. Brian finished by soaping and fondling my breasts until I was in an overheated state. He almost looked sad as he finished with me. I said, "Hand me the soap. Now it's your turn." I took the soap and had him face away from me. I repeated what he had done to me. Once finished with his back I turned him and started washing my way up his legs. I had his cock and balls right in front of me. I stood and watched the look on his face as I took my soapy hands and wrapped them around his shaft. I couldn't help stare at him and marvel at how hard he was. I took my time stroking him with one hand while my other hand fondled his heavy balls. "Oh Mom, that feels so good!" "When did my baby develop so?" His smile was his only answer. "I don't think it's good for you to have such a sustained erection. Do you want me to help you get rid of it?" "Oh Mom, more than anything in the world!" "If you ever breath a word of this to anyone I will have this monster cut off", I said as I rinsed the soap off his cock and dropped to my knees. I continued stroking him with my hand but I knew what he really wanted as I smiled up at him and he returned a look of disbelief as I kissed the swollen head of his cock. I could tell he wouldn't last long if I kept this up, so I teased his cock and balls with tiny kisses. This no doubt prolonged his orgasm but this was not going to last much longer. He shook as I took him back into my mouth. He was certainly more than a mouthful. I imagined he wanted to cum in my mouth, and I wanted to please him, but I also had the desire to watch his cum shoot from his fat cock. I brought him to the point where there was no turning back and then released him from my mouth and stroked him with my hand until I saw him hold his breath and release a strong blast of cum which arched high catching me on the forehead and in my freshly shampooed hair. The next one caught me across the face and the next onto my chin and onto my breasts. "Wow Bri, have you been saving up?" Brian smiled liked the cat that ate the canary. He helped me off my knees and we rinsed off his cum from both of us. We made a hasty exit from the shower because the water was getting cold. We each took a towel and carefully and completely dried the other. Brian's cock was already recovering by the time we finished drying. Brian combed my wet hair as we stood in front of the mirror naked. Brian looked at me in the mirror and then leaned down and kissed the nape of my neck. This time I didn't stop him. I moaned softly as he worked his magic on my neck. Brian whispered "Mom, will you answer a couple of questions for me?" "Yes." "You wanted me to watch you the other night didn't you?" "Yes." "Was it more exciting knowing I was watching?" "Yes." My answers came out sounding like a young girl caught with her hand in the cookie jar. "Do you want to do the same things with me now?" "Oh Yes!" Brian turned my face and kissed me full on the mouth. The kiss, demanding and passionate. Our tongues exploring the other's mouth. Brian swept me up in his arms and carried me to my bed where he lay me and himself side by side. Our bodies entwined as we kissed and explored each other. Brian began kissing his way down until he reached my breasts. My nipples craved his attention as he sucked one and then the other leaving them red and extended. I squealed with delight. Again he kissed downward. His tongue circled and then entered my belly button which caused an excited shiver to go through my body. He kissed downward until his mouth found my pubic mound. He rubbed his face in my short hairs. Brian then moved between my legs and eased them open. I was extremely wet and moaned as his warm breath blew over my wet opening. I looked down to see him studying his mother's pussy as if it was a fine meal and he didn't know where to start. A deep growl escaped from my mouth as I felt his tongue on my pussy for the first time. My breathing was labored and my body trembled as he lapped up and down my slit again and again. His tongue danced across my swollen bud which brought my ass off the bed every time he did it. I couldn't have stopped my orgasm if I had wanted to. It started deep in my belly and rushed to my pussy as a Tsunami rushes to shore. I exploded in orgasm bucking against my son's face. I gripped the sheet so violently that I pulled the fitted sheet loose from the mattress. After I caught my breath I looked down to see Brian's smile and I had to giggle as I rolled my eyes. Brian crawled forward still positioned between my legs until we could kiss. I kissed and licked his lips enjoying the taste of my juices on them. I could feel his hard cock pressing against me. He pushed himself up off my upper body and I reached down and placed the head at the entrance to my pussy. My lips were parted where the head of his cock forced them open. Brian looked at me as if for confirmation that I wanted this as much as he did. I just smiled and felt him push forward slowly. We both watched as inch by inch of my son's beautiful cock disappeared inside me. His girth was stretching me and I spread my legs wider. He stopped pushing until I placed my hands on his hips, signaling him that I was ready for more. I could feel every loving inch of him and hoped that he was getting the same pleasure that I was. Finally, our pubic bones came together and he was fully inside of me. He looked at me and I smiled "Just let me enjoy this for a minute," I said as I wrapped my arms around him. I whispered "Honey, you are deeper inside of me than any man has ever been." He liked the compliment and began to slowly move in and out of me. He fucked me slowly at first which I was grateful for. As his tempo increased so did mine. Soon we were fucking each other making a slapping sound as our bodies collided. I was quickly approaching another orgasm. The fact that it was my own son giving it to me only made it better. "Oh Brian, you are going to make your mother cum!" "I'm going to cum soon too Mom. This is incredible!" "Give it to me Baby. Fill my pussy with your hot cum!" "Oh yeah Mom, it's going to be huge!" "Cum with me Brian!" "Oh Mom, here it comes." This sent me over the edge and our orgasms were perfectly timed. I began to cum a split second before I felt the first blast of my son's cum in my pussy. I constricted my muscles around his shaft in an attempt to get every drop of his cum. His cock remained hard enough to remain in me. I knew it would be like uncorking a bottle when he finally pulled out and our combined juices leaked from my stretched opening. Finally he did roll off of me and I felt the cool room air hit my wet pussy. I was still breathing hard, while Brian was showing no signs of fatigue at all, well except for the obvious. He had already delivered twice in the course of no more than 45 minutes and I wondered how long until he would be ready again. I lay against him with my head resting in the crook of his arm. "Are you alright Mom?" "Yeah, I was just wondering how many commandments we just broke?" Brian laughed, "Well, I don't think the commandments come into play, unless you know some that I don't." "Do you have regrets for what we just did?" "No Mom, not at all. Do you?" "I feel like I should, but I don't." "Good," he said kissing me on the forehead. "I do have one question, and now I guess is a poor time to bring it up. Are you on birth control?" "Why, are you not prepared to be a daddy-brother?" "Well, that could be interesting, but I would like to plan a little better." "You don't need to worry about that. Unless we are terribly unlucky, but maybe we shouldn't press it," I joked and started to get out of bed. He pulled me back down, "And where do you think you are going?" "I figured we were through". "Now that I have managed to get you in bed, I'm not letting you go." "But you need time to rest?" "Rest time is over" he said as he helped me onto my knees and moved behind be. Luckily I still was well lubricated from our mixed cum which was still leaking from me. Brian wasn't quite as hard as before, but he was plenty hard enough enter me from behind. I loved being fucked doggy style and I didn't mind showing it. I fucked back against him as hard as he was giving it to me. With my head down I could see two things that caught my attention. First of all, I could see Brian's ball sac tighten with every stroke he made forward. Second, I could see my lower belly bulge a little every time he bottomed out in me. I guess I had never noticed it before cause I'd never had a cock this size in me. It was obvious that having cum twice before was allowing Brian to control himself better but not so for me. I had one orgasm and then another as Brian gripped my hips and pounded into me. He slowed for a few seconds and I feared he had given out. I felt his hand gather some of the juices off the inside of my thigh and then his finger against my rear hole. He worked his middle finger into my hole while just holding his cock in my pussy. Once I started to loosen up a little he began fucking me with his finger and resumed his assault on my pussy. I had never been a big fan of ass play, but this felt great. This was closest I had ever been to double penetration. This set me on fire and I started fucking him with new energy. He continued fucking both my holes and brought me off another time before he pulled out and covered my ass with his cum. I was finished, totally exhausted. All I could do was collapse face down on the bed while he massaged his cum into my ass. I fell asleep in that position and didn't wake until I saw the morning light filter through the window. I was laying on a still damp wet spot and felt dried cum on my ass. I had almost been fucked to the point of not being able to walk. Checking, I found that Brian had already gone, likely to his workout at the Y. I called the office and told them that I had some personal business to take care of and wouldn't be in until afternoon. I stripped the bed of the stained and still damp sheets and threw them in the wash. I then took a long hot shower as I processed what had happened and wondered how it would play out? A Summer Seduction Brian and I had one more night alone until his sister Samantha returned from camp. Could we keep our secret from her? Now that he had had me, would he even want me again? Could I allow this to continue between my son and me? So many questions. My thoughts were interrupted by the shower door opening which made me jump. "Do you want some company?" asked Brian as he stepped into the shower with me once again with a raging hard-on. Well, there is one question answered. A Summer Seduction *Note: A lot of people made some comments for the original story, and I realized they were right: the non-consent angle was a bit ridiculous, so I changed the story for this one. From this, I plan to continue making it a series. Please let me know what you think and any ideas for the future would be appreciated!* * It was 11 PM on a Wednesday night in June. Usually after work, on weeknights when I didn't go out, I would talk to this guy Travis online. I found him online about a month ago. He lives about an hour away, still within my state, Missouri, but we've never met. He was twenty-two, and I was nineteen, so I thought the age difference was alright. I washed up (it gets hot working at an ice cream shop in Missouri in July all day), got on my computer, and messaged Travis on Facebook. Brooke: hey cutie ;) Travis: hey honey! whatchu up to? Brooke: just got back from work, all showered up... wish you were here with me ;) you? Travis: mmm me too ;) just hanging out probably going to sleep soon Travis always had to get up pretty early to work on his farm. I ended up keeping him up for another hour or so, despite him saying he had to leave. We didn't get as sexual tonight as we sometimes do, tonight we just talked about life. Around midnight, we started saying goodnight, but not before I asked him something I've been meaning to ask. Brooke: so... when are we gonna meet up? and do allll the things we talk so much about doing?? ;) Travis: i dont know... idk if im ready for that Brooke: come ON!! we've been talking about this for a while now... i don't care if you're not ready, when can i come over! Travis: you free on saturday? my family will be out of here then. Brooke: seeya then! :) i'm exhausted, goodnight trav! Travis: see you soon! I leave my apartment around 10 AM that Saturday morning, pretty nervous to meet Travis for the first time. I made sure to look my best to see him, wearing a light blue tank top and a white short skirt. I think he'd like that simple, but sexy look. Making my expected time, I arrived about an hour later. It was in the countryside, far away from other houses, still in the distance, but nothing like in the city where I live. I double-check the address to make sure I'm in the right place, get out of my car, and knock on the door. "Hello!" was the first thing I heard, coming from the mouth of an older woman. This must be Mrs. Newdell. I thought he said his family would be gone? "Hey..." I awkwardly say. "You must be here for Travis!" she said, "come on in." I walked inside the house and sat on their couch. I wasn't supposed to be known by his family... did I show up too early? "Travis went on a quick run to the store, he should be back soon, and I'll be leaving then. Sorry about us being in the same house: he ran into a lot of job trouble which I'm sure he told you about." "Yeah, he did," I quietly answered. She joined me on the couch. "I'm Sadie, Travis told me a lot about you." I gave a small smirk. "You're exactly how I pictured: beautiful skin, slim, blue eyes, short, blonde hair... you're a beautiful girl." A little awkward, but I'll take the compliment. I chuckled a bit, "thanks, ma'am." Sadie then grabbed my leg, not being covered by my white short skirt. "Smooth, silky skin," she whispered. She then grabbed my right breast, got closer, and whispered, "small, but perky breasts." I fidgeted away from her quickly, and jumped off the couch. "When is Travis getting here?" I demanded. "He'll be back in just a few minutes," she said with a smile. "Sorry about that, I just think you're beautiful. You really wanted to look your best for my son." That definitely wasn't enough, I still felt violated beyond relief. She groped me, and I'm not even into women. I didn't respond to her. Sadie then stood up from the couch, and looked at me. "So tell me, Brooke, why do you like Travis? Is it how he looks, or the things he says?" Not wanting to sound shallow at all, I nervously said, "well, of course he is a handsome guy, but he is very sweet and I love talking to him. He's a great guy, ma'am." She started walking closer, and I started walking back as she walked. "What about all the sexual things? Did he make you feel good?" Awkward. I quietly answered, "yes." "He's told me a lot about you. You may be too pretty for a regular looking guy like him." I chuckled at the... compliment? "Oh no, Sadie, or Mrs. Newdell, I'm nothing special. He's a great looking guy in the pictures." "I guess you could say he takes after me. If you think I'm alright, then I'm sure he is alright," she said with a smile and a chuckle. Awkward comment, but I forced out a chuckle as well. Looking at Sadie now, she had average-length, straight, black hair. Her eyes were brown, and her skin was pale. She was definitely busty and curvy, and a healthy-sized stomach for a women of her age. She was probably in her mid 40s. "So, Brooke, Travis tells me you're nineteen?" "That's correct, ma'am." Sadie's brought her face closer to mine, and she placed her hand softly on my leg. "I hope you're not too young for my son. I hope he makes sure to treat you respectfully. I wouldn't want my son to take advantage of a young, pretty girl like you." She was so close I could feel her breath blowing on my cheek. She turned my head so we faced each other. "I may have to keep an eye on you two," she said softly, me now able to smell her breath. She then laughed at the "joke" she had made, and I too forced out a chuckle. I stood up, feeling a bit uncomfortable. "Did Travis say when he would be home at all, ma'am?" Sadie stood up as well, and got close to me. "What if Travis as you know him doesn't exist, but all the things he's said to you and the things that made you feel good does?" What? I have absolutely no clue what she is talking about... before I knew it, she kissed me, and I quickly stepped back. Sadie didn't step forward, acting much less forceful than before. "I'm sorry, Brooke. I didn't mean to be so forward just now." Still confused, I exclaimed, "wait, so you're Travis? You pretended to be someone else the whole time?" Sadie's expression changed from confidence to sorrow. "Yes, I'm Travis. I'm sorry about all of this, I just really liked talking with you. I knew it couldn't go on forever, so I thought I would take the chance and tell you who I really am." "Why would you do this to me?" I said, confused and embarrassed. "I like younger women, and yes I took advantage of you... but over time I grew to like you and care for you. I knew I had to tell the truth somehow, and I guess it didn't work out... I'm sorry honey, could you ever forgive me?" I stood there crying, hurt that someone would do this to me and upset that Travis doesn't exist. Sadie, who I was a bit scared of, calmly approached me. "Shhh.... It's all right..." She put her arms out and embraced me. I didn't reciprocate the hug, feeling uncomfortable, but I didn't try to squirm out. For some reason, I didn't feel that she was going to be as aggressive as earlier. "It's okay," she softly said, as she pet my hair. She seemed honest at this point, and legitimately sorry for catfishing me. Her hug felt like that from an aunt or a close, older family friend. I put my arms around her as I continued to cry. We stopped hugging and Sadie looked at me, saying "I know you're lonely, and I wanted to be there for you," as she pet my hair. She was right about that. There was a moment of silence. "God, you're so beautiful," she said. "Thanks, ma'am," I said, my eyes still red, but the tears subsided. "Whatever you do, I want you to know that everything I said was real. I may not be Travis, I'm sorry for that, but the things I said we could do together, and how I feel about you is all real." "I don't think that changes anything..." Sadie brought her face closer to mine, though I did not make eye contact with her. "I'm sorry that I kissed you just now, I don't know what I was thinking. But, maybe I could kiss you for real now? Just once?" A lot went through my mind when she asked this. Even though she was a woman, and I thought of myself as straight, and even though she lied to me, she seemed completely honest at this point, and legitimately sorry for what she had done to me. I thought it would be okay, it would just be a kiss. I didn't want to disrespect Sadie, and I felt bad for her. I slowly lifted my head up, and she slowly brought her lips towards mine. She gave me a warm, long, passionate kiss as she held my head in her hand, closing her eyes while I closed mine. I had never kissed a girl before this, let alone an older woman. Although it was new to me and something I would have never thought of doing, it felt strangely comfortable. After the kiss, we slowly opened our eyes and I was greeted with Sadie's smile. I opened my mouth to invite another kiss. She pushed me up against the wall, sticking her tongue in my mouth. We began to make out with more saliva and more breathing, her hand making its way down to my ass. She became more aggressive, but at this point I was inviting it. We stopped for a moment. "This is exactly what I wanted," Sadie said, "how about you?" All I could do was chuckle and nod, and she laughed with me. She kissed me while smoothly removing my tank top. She then threw me on the couch and joined me on there. I couldn't believe what was happening, but was excited to go on this unexpected adventure. She caressed my breasts as she licked all over my chest and neck, often returning for more kisses. The way she touched them was so much better than any guy had ever done for me. "Your breasts are so cute," she said, caressing and kissing them. In between kisses, she said "We're gonna do all the fun things we said we would do, if that's alright with you." This was it. "Yes, ma'am." I couldn't believe how easily I was going along with everything. Before I knew it, her hand was rubbing my crotch area. She rubbed it smoothly and calmly, and it felt good as I started to breathe more heavily. "Oh, Brooke, I knew you'd come around," she said. "I am, ma'am," I said in between breaths, "I love it." She then dug her hand beneath my panties, and started fingering me aggressively. I've never been touched the way she was touching me: men never did it right, it took a woman to understand. My moaning grew excessively louder as she inched closer to my clitoris. Sadie was continually whispering "oh yeah," as I responded with loud bursts. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" I continually shouted. I struggled to open my eyes from the intense pleasure, and saw Sadie making eye contact with me. She, exerting energy from fingering me, was breathing heavily upon me. I've never been attracted to a woman before, let alone an older woman like Sadie, but I wanted her badly after this amazing sexual pleasure she just gave me. She slowed down her rubbing, and loosened her grip on my arm. I grabbed her head, and kissed her. I needed her right now, her strategy of getting me to want to fuck her worked. Her soft appearance may have been a front, but it worked. As we kissed, I unbuttoned her blouse, unveiling her glorious breasts, contained in a sexy, silky bra. Her breasts were much bigger than mine, and she had a bit of a stomach sticking out. She was not "fat," but definitely had some cushion. I groped her breasts and began to attempt to remove her bra until I was interrupted. "Wait," Sadie interrupted. "Remember online, when I said I wanted to suck your breasts? Let me do that first." Oh god, she's right. I completely forgot that I've been talking online with this woman for over a month, and we had already planned this. We kissed, and I was so eager to have her kiss my breasts that my bra was already completely off before I realized it. She began to grope me, while looking at me, smiling. I couldn't believe she appreciated my small-to-average size breasts, considering the size of hers. She's probably had sex with women so many times before with bigger breasts, but the fact that she chose me this time turned me on so much more. She brought her head down, pushed my breasts together, and licked them all over. She went on to do all sorts of things with them. She then squeezed my right breast with all her strength, and sucked my nipple until it popped out of her mouth, all while looking up at me, giving me the sexiest glare. I wanted to kiss her again, so I forcefully grabbed her head and gave her a passionate kiss. "Should we go somewhere a bit more comfortable?" She whispered, as we breathed between kisses. I nodded, and she lifted me up. She walked me to her bed, as I was in her arms, kissing her. She dropped me on the bed, and we laughed as I bounced on it. I opened my arms, inviting her into my grasp. We rolled over, and I was now laying on top of Sadie as we kissed. We looked into each other's eyes for a moment. "I said I would give you head, didn't I?" I said as I bit my lip, and stroked her hair. She gave me a sexy gaze in return. "I can still do that, right?" I asked innocently with a chuckle. "Mhmm," she said. I slithered down to her crotch, took off her pants, saying "this is only my first time, ma'am," and began to eat her pussy. I didn't really know what I was doing, but I did my best, but it tasted nice, and I wanted more. I dug my tongue deep into her clitoris, I figured she would like that. She began moaning, saying "oh yeah... so much better than what guys do," while laughing. I was glad I could turn her on, especially that I've never done this before. After a few minutes, I went up to her and kissed her, and Sadie whispered "that was good for your first time, but let me show you how it's done." She began to eat my pussy, and it was beyond anything I've ever felt before. I've had guys do this to me, but Sadie did it so much better. Her matured tongue slithering inside me turned me on so much, and I began to moan. Sadie looked up at me, delivering the most sensual glare I could imagine. I screamed from the pleasure, and instantly grabbed her head to force her tongue deeper inside me. The pleasure only grew with time as my entire body began to shake. I couldn't believe a woman could make me feel so good. "Yes!" I screamed out as it grew more and more. I pushed her head deeper in as she continued glaring at me. After a few more minutes of the intense pleasure, I was completely out of breath. She took her face out of my vagina as I laid there on the bed completely exhausted. I was gasping for air, my body covered in sweat. Sadie crawled up closer to me, giving me a toothy smile. I grabbed her head furiously to kiss her, and got on top of her. At this point I was completely exhausted, but I continued to thrust away at her, our pussies touching each other. We kissed furiously, as our sweaty bodies stuck to each other. I was even more energized with her face right in front of mine, feeling and smelling her breath on my face. I continued to hump more vigorously than I've ever done before, as the bed springs beneath us bounced up and down. Sadie's body fat was moving with the rhythm of my humping, as I grabbed her mature, round ass. Before long my body completely gave in, as I surrendered to lay down on the bed while I came. Sadie was there and ready to kiss me as we slowed down, the two of us breathing heavily, sweaty, and feeling high from our unexpected and amazing sexual experience. "I told you you would like it," Sadie whispered, the both of us chuckling. "You were right, ma'am."