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On the evening following my 23rd birthday I headed over to Danielle’s house. I had met Danielle through my girlfriend, Janie. Actually, my ex-girlfriend. I say my ex-girlfriend because the day before, on my birthday, I drove to Janie’s house for my “Happy Birthday rough and wild monkey sex” (my words, not hers). When I got to her house I knocked on the door and it swung open a bit. I poked my head in the door and called out “Hello!” and nobody answered.

I heard music coming from her bedroom upstairs so I headed up the stairs hoping to find my present waiting for me. When I pushed the door open I saw Janie on her knees with that prick Jeremy’s cock in her mouth. It wasn’t until they heard me say “You fucking cunt!” that they realized I was standing there. Their reaction was kind of comical. Jeremy stepped away from her trying to hike up his jeans. In doing so he tripped on a laundry basket, fell and bashed his head on Janie’s stereo cabinet. Janie just looked at me, dumbfounded.

“Hey honey, I didn’t expect you so soon,” she had the nerve to say to me. Her voice was trembling.

“Obviously you didn’t!” I shot back at her. As I turned and headed for the stairs to get the fuck out of there I barked “Skank!” over my shoulder. Now, driving along I was feeling like the rebound kid which brings me to Danielle.

As I said, I met Danielle through Janie. Danielle was that beautiful girl that always went for the wrong man. She was slender, not too tall with beautiful brown hair and eyes. Her proportions were perfect even though she was sporting a bit of a belly. She had that perfect 22 year old shape. Danielle was so cool and I actually had “impure” thoughts about her from the day I met her. I knew she and her boyfriend, Stephen, were on the outs so I figured that maybe we could “console” one another. When I got to her house her Mom’s car was in the driveway. “Dammit,” I thought. Danielle lived with her Mom but I figured Diane would have gone out by now as she did every weekend. I pulled my truck into the driveway, went to the back door and knocked. Diane answered.

“I’m sorry, Jimmy. Danielle isn’t home yet,” she informed me. “Would you like to come in and wait? I just made some Hungarian goulash if you’d like to try it.”

Diane was about 39 or 40 years old. To look at her one could see where Danielle got her beauty from. I’d bet Diane was a knockout before she married Danielle’s Dad. Childbirth and I don’t know how many years of an unhappy marriage had put some weight on her. She wasn’t fat, mind you. She had a great hour glass shape. I guess she would be described at “full figured”. I always thought she had great tits. They were big but not huge. Of course, I kept my opinion about her tits to myself. The outfit she was wearing was very flattering on her and exposed her ample cleavage. She had short blonde hair and blue eyes which were traits that didn’t carry to Danielle.

When she said “Danielle isn’t home yet” a glimmer of hope rose in me. That meant she would be home soon. Couple that with the fact that Diane was dressed to go to her favorite club, El Bailar, I figured Danielle and I would have the house to ourselves tonight. I hadn’t eaten at all today so I took her up on her offer of the goulash. As I sat and ate she started talking to me about how her date, Rick, had stood her up. He was supposed to take her out to some art show and wine tasting downtown and then they were going to hit the club. Those plans were made four days ago and confirmed yesterday. He never showed. My excitement sank. She started asking me how Janie and I were doing. I gave her the whole story of how I found her with Jeremy.

“I always had a suspicion that Janie was a little slut,” she told me. “You’re better off. A girl like that could give you something that would never go away.”

I explained to her how I knew to be safe when “having relations”. I was starting to get uncomfortable with the conversation. I mean, this was Danielle’s Mom for cripes sake. Fortunately she switched the conversation to Danielle and how she wished Danielle would find “a nice handsome boy like me” (little did she know about me) and not some loser like Stephen. She thought that Stephen hit Danielle when they fought, which was becoming more frequent. Just then, Danielle and Stephen walked through the door.

“Hey Mom. Why haven’t you gone out yet? Where’s Rick?” asked Danielle.

“He stood me up, so I guess I’m going to stay in tonight,” replied Diane. “The four of us can stay in and watch a movie. Jimmy, would you feel like running out to the video store?”

“Um, sure, I guess.”

“Good. Don’t get a horror movie. I don’t like them. They give me nightmares.”

When Diane headed down the hall to her room to get changed Danielle whispered to me, “Jimmy, why don’t you take my Mom out tonight? I know she would appreciate it. I’m sure she is hurt that Rick stood her up. Besides, I had planned on spending some “alone time” with Stephen tonight.”

My first thought was “Fuck no!” Why would I get her Mom out of the house so she could stay home and fuck that scumbag who hadn’t said one word since he walked in the door? It occurred to me that my chances of getting with Danielle were now somewhere around zero and negative. I also felt bad for Diane. Being stood up like that must have really sucked for her.

“Diane,” I called. “Don’t get changed. I’ll take you out tonight.”

“You will?” she called back to me from down the hall. “Honey, that’s so sweet.”

“I just need to run home and change. I’ll be back in about half an hour,” I called back.

“That’s fine. I’ll be ready when you get back.”

Danielle thanked me as I put my coat on to head out. Much to my surprise Stephen shook my hand and thanked me, too. I backed my truck out of the driveway and headed home. I picked out my favorite club clothes. I was really starting to like the idea of taking Diane out. I had never been out with an older crowd and I figured it would be fun to see how “the other half” partied. On my way back to Danielle’s I saw a flower vendor on a street corner. I thought flowers would be a nice gesture and would raise Diane’s spirits so I picked her up a dozen roses. When I got back to the house she was delighted with roses. At this point, I really wanted to give Diane a fun night out. She was a very sweet lady. Danielle wished us a good time and mouthed the words “thank you” to me as we walked out the door.

We took Diane’s Cadillac out to El Bailar. We walked into the club with Diane’s arm hooked in mine. Her friends were circled around a table in the corner and we joined them. Introductions were made all around. Diane was definitely the most attractive one in her circle of friends and I could tell they were surprised to see Diane with a young guy like me. We all drank Margueritas and I ended up dancing with each one of them through the course of the night. Each time I glanced at our table from the dance floor the ladies were watching me. Well, staring at me. It made me feel pretty good that these older women were looking at me that way. I really had a fantastic time that night. When the club closed we were all pretty drunk. Diane said her good byes and I thanked them all for a good time.

When we got back to the house Stephen’s car was gone. Diane thought they had another fight and Stephen took off. I hugged Cathy and thanked her for going out with me.

“I had a wonderful time tonight,” she said. “You really are a sweet boy. I wish Danielle was with you and not that jerk.”

I agreed, wished her good night and watched to make sure she got into the house OK. Just as I was sliding the key into to the door lock she poked her head out the kitchen door.

“Would you like to come in for some coffee before you go?” she asked from across the yard.

“Um, sure,” I answered, looking at my watch and seeing that it was already past two in the morning. When I stepped into the kitchen she was putting the coffee on. I saw a note on the table in Danielle’s bubbly girl’s handwriting which said:

Mom,

Stephen and I went to a party.

I’ll be staying at Janie’s tonight.

See you in the morning.

Love Ya,

Danielle

We talked some more about how bad Stephen was for Danielle. When the coffee was finished brewing she poured us each a cup and set them on the table. We took our coffees to the sun porch and each lit a cigarette. While we drank and smoked she told me about her ex-husband and how she had married him to get out of the house. She had Danielle when she was eighteen and her ex was a cheating prick from the day Danielle was born. Diane was raised to stay with her husband no matter what. It wasn’t until just three years ago that she had enough and divorced him.

“Would you like to see some pictures of me when I was your age?” she asked me.

“Sure,” I said, “but I don’t want to keep you up too late.”

“Don’t worry about it,” she answered as she walked out of the kitchen and down the hall.

When she returned I saw she had changed out of her club clothes and put on a floor length silk robe. She had a photo album cradled in one arm. The robe was designed to hug her waist and hips. It was very flattering on her and she was very sexy in it. It excited me to see her nipples standing under the smooth material. I mentally chastised myself for thinking that way about my friend’s Mom. She sat at the table and opened the album. As she thumbed through the pages and told me about each photo I concluded that I was right about her. She was a knockout when she was younger. When we had finished looking at the photos and drained our coffees she carried the album back down the hall. A minute later she called to me from her room.

“Jimmy, would you come help me put this book back on the closet shelf. I’m having a hard time reaching.”

When I walked in the room she was at the closet door with her back to me stretching to get the book on the top shelf. I walked up behind her, took the book from her hands and set down where she wanted it to be. When she turned her breasts brushed across my chest.

“You know, Jimmy, you are a very handsome man,” she told me as looked into my eyes. It was the first time she had referred to me as a man and not a boy.

“Thank you, Diane. Actually, I do find you to be an attractive woman.” What the hell was I saying? This was my friend’s Mom, for cripes sake!

Diane stepped across the room and sat on the edge of the bed. “Would you like to sit for a minute?”

I stood at the closet door for a solid minute not saying a word. I just looked at her. I was frozen. The amazement of my friend’s Mother inviting me to her bed just paralyzed me. I watched her as she traced a finger from her neck to the collar of her robe. As her finger followed the line of her collar her robe opened to expose her breasts. Her breasts were large and shapely. They were capped with large pale areolas and her nipples were small and hard. I broke out in a sweat. My mind screamed at me to RUN! This was not supposed to be happening. This woman was old enough to be my Mother!

I pushed away any thoughts of getting the hell out of there, stepped across the room, knelt in front of her and took one of her nipples in my mouth. Her fingers laced into my hair and held me there as I sucked on one, then the other nipple. My cock was rock hard in my pants. She stood and pulled me to my feet. I put my arms around her, pulled her to me and kissed her passionately. She grabbed my shirt at the buttons and ripped it open. Buttons flew everywhere. Her hand went to my crotch and rubbed my throbbing dick through my pants. Still kissing me, she ran her other hand across the soft patch of hair on my chest. Her mouth went to one of my nipples and she took it between her teeth. I could feel her working the buckle of my belt and she opened my pants and took my dick on her hand.

“Jimmy, you are large for a young man,” she said to me as she stroked my cock while staring into my eyes.

Each time her hand passed over the head of my rod, my body reflexively jerked away from her. She had a touch that far exceeded anything I had experienced with any girl my own age. It was fantastic. She went to her knees and swirled her tongue around the head of my cock as she stroked the shaft. My pants fell to my ankles and I watched as she toyed with my prick. Diane paid special attention to my cock with her mouth. I closed my eyes and felt her tongue swirl around the head, lick the shaft then lick my balls. With my cock in her mouth again she reached down, untied my shoes and slipped them off of my feet. She pulled my socks from my feet and let go of my dick long enough for me to step out of my pants. I slid my shirt off and stood before her completely naked.

“You are such a sexy man,” she said to me. “Right now, I’m glad you’re not with my daughter.” I couldn’t have agreed more.

She wrapped her lips around my head and slid her mouth down the shaft of my cock until she had taken it all in. She slowly slid her mouth up and down on me and each time she came to my head she would caress it with her tongue. I watched her, entranced, as she gave me the best blow job I have ever experienced, ever. The girls I had been with had nothing on this woman. Her mouth went back to my balls and I started stroking my dick. Her eyes followed my hand as she sucked on my scrotum. Hearing her slurping on my balls made me want to cum right there. I stepped away from her and tried to keep the orgasm from coming. She looked up at me with a knowing smile. This woman was amazing.

She stood and went to the bed. Lying on her side she looked up at me and with her eyes on my throbbing cock she asked, “Do you like to eat pussy, Jimmy?”

“Yes, Diane. I want to eat your pussy,” I panted.

She opened her robe the rest of the way and spread her legs to expose a thick pelt of blonde pubic hair. Below it, her pink pussy glistened with fresh juice and her labia protruded from her lips. I laid on the bed and put my mouth on her snatch. Her delicious juice covered my tongue and I pushed it into her. She grabbed two handfuls of my hair as I tongue fucked her juicy twat.

“My clit, Jimmy, lick my clit.”

“Doing as I was told I applied pressure to her swollen clit with my tongue. Her legs locked around my neck and she started shimmying down the bed, trying to get her pussy closer to my mouth than it possibly could have been. I eventually ended up on the floor, on my knees, at the end of the bed. Her legs were still locked around my neck. I slid a finger into her drenched hole and started fucking her with it.

“Ohhhhhhh, Jimmy, that is soooo goooooood,” she moaned.

Her legs snapped open and she hooked her hands around the back of her knees, holding her legs in the air. I kept sucking and licking her clit and finger banging her cunt. Her body started to buck and it was all I could do to keep my mouth on her wonderful snatch.

“Oh, Jesus Christ, Jimmy. Keep doing it. Keep doing it! It’s so fucking good! Make me CUM!”

I put all the pressure I could on her swollen and throbbing clit. Her clit had gotten so huge that I was able to gently take it between my teeth. I slammed two of my fingers into her twat and she screamed.

“Oooooooooooooohhhhhh, JIMMY! IT’S SOOO GOOOOOOOOD!”

My mouth filled with her cum, and I swallowed it all. She pushed my head away from her snatch and twitched on the bed as the orgasm ravaged her. I sat on the floor in awe just watching her. No girl I had ever been with reacted the way this woman had. Juice was still flowing from her pussy down the crack of her ass. I immediately stood, took a hold of her and rolled her to her stomach. I grabbed her full round ass and spread it open. She opened her eyes and, in the mirror on her headboard, she saw my mouth going for her asshole.

“No Jimmy!” she cried as she tried to squirm away from me. “I never had… I don’t want you to… Please don’t!”

I dug my nails into her skin to keep her from moving and plunged my tongue into her hole. As soon as she felt the moist warmth of my tongue on her rectum she instantly relaxed. I spread her cheeks as wide as I could and rimmed her hole with my tongue. I put my fingers to her clit and found it was freakishly large. This shocked me and made me hotter. I rubbed it firmly and quickly.

“God, Jimmy. I never thought it would feel this good!”

I opened my eyes to see her watching me in the mirror, eating her ass. She had a hungry look in her eyes that excited me beyond belief. My hand went to my cock and I started stroking it as my tongue worked on her hole. When I pulled my mouth away she turned and watched me as I stood at the foot of the bed, stroking my prick and playing with my balls. Her fingers went to her pussy and sunk deep into her hole. For a time we stayed there, watching each other masturbate. The site of her fingers in her pink flesh slightly hidden behind the mat of thick blonde pubic hair made me want to cum right then, but I wanted more from her, and she wanted more from me.

“Jimmy! Jimmy, I want you in me! I want to feel you in my pussy!” She called out to me, still violently rubbing her enormous clit.

I crawled onto the bed, lay on top of her and slipped my cock in her waiting cooze. I felt her fingernails dig into my back as I pounded on her pussy. Her twat was soaked and I could feel her juice running onto my balls. She lifted me off of her a bit and wrapped her arms under her tits.

“Suck them, Jimmy. Suck on my nipples,” she ordered.

Still fucking her sweet cunt I took a nipple in my mouth and sucked hard. She arched her back and held my head with one hand and her other beautiful breast with the other. I batted her nipple around in my mouth with my tongue and gave the occasional nibble. I was close to filling her with my hot sperm.

“Jesus, Diane. I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna fill your pussy!”

“No!” she screamed and pushed me off of her. “I’m not ready for you to cum. You wait here. I’ll be right back.” She got off of the bed and left the room.

I almost lost my mind. I was about fill her with my hot load and she told me to stop! My cock was throbbing and my balls were aching. I could hear her talking to me from down the hallway.

“Jimmy,” her voice was faint coming down the hall but still audible, “the only two men I have ever been with were my husband and Rick. Both men only fucked me the same way you just did, on top of me. I want something different and you aren’t cumming until I get it.”

My mind raced through the different positions that I knew as I heard her bare feet on the hardwood floor, coming down the hall. My cock was pulsing with the blood engorged in it. When she came back in the room I could see she was holding something in her mouth. She grabbed the base of my prick and put her lips to it. When my head spread her lips apart, ice water ran down my shaft and I could feel the ice cube on the head of my dick. The coolness on my cock caused my need to shoot my load to disappear. It felt wonderful.

“Oh my God, Diane. That feels so good. Oh yes, suck on me Diane. Suck my cock!”

I watched my rod disappear into her mouth until her nose was in my pubic hair. The cold from the now melted ice cube was still in her mouth and it felt wonderful on my throbbing prick. She sucked my cock slowly, taking the taste of her pussy off of me and letting droplets of cool water run down my dick and onto my balls. It was so fucking good…and soothing. Her lips slid slowly up and down on me and she held my scrotum gently in her hand. It was beautiful to watch. She made a slurping noise each time she came up and took my entire rod with each down stroke. She opened her eyes and saw that I was watching. She smiled at me with her eyes. I lightly ran my fingers through her hair. I reached down and took a nipple with my free hand and gently twisted it. All the while she cradled my cock with her cool tongue and slid her mouth up and down. When she felt my body was completely relaxed she took her luscious mouth from my cock, sat me on the edge of the bed and knelt in front of me.

“Now Jimmy,” she said as she laid my shaft in her cleavage and pushed her tits around it, “as I said, the only way I have ever been fucked is the regular way. I want something different. I need something different.”

As my thoughts went back to various different positions she started moving her body up and down so her tits were stroking my cock. She smiled at the look on my face when it occurred to me that I was fucking her tits. No girl I had ever been with had tits big enough to fuck. This was amazing, and it felt incredible.

“Climb up on me,” I said to her wanting her pussy now more than ever.

“What? I don’t understand.”

“Sit up on my lap and slip my cock inside you.”

She smiled and did as she was told. A long moan escaped her as she slid down on my rod and wrapped her legs around my waist. Sitting on the side of the bed with my feet flat on the floor I drove my cock deep into her. She squealed with each thrust. Simultaneously we turned our heads and watched ourselves in the mirror on the headboard. Her legs were locked behind me. Her arms were around me and her tits were pushed flat against my chest. We could see the sweat glistening on our bodies. I could feel her cream running down my cock to my balls. I wrapped my arms around her ass and stood, lifting her and driving my dick deeper into her cunt. I carried her across the room with my cock still inside of her and put her back to the wall. Her nails dug into my back again as I stabbed and pounded my cock into her deep hole. She took a handful of my hair and pulled my head back. Her mouth went to my neck and I could feel her teeth close around it. She squeezed me tight with her legs and her thighs began to twitch.

“This is so fucking good, Jimmy. I love it! I LOVE IT!!!! God, it’s so… fucking… GOOD!”

I drilled her twat until I could barely hold her up. I turned and carried her back to the bed before I dropped her. As she let herself fall to the bed I could feel her nails scratch across my back. The pain was terrible and exciting at the same time. Her back hit the bed but she didn’t release her legs. I drilled her harder.

“Your pussy is so good Diane.” I closed my eyes and the words just spilled out of me as I screwed her snatch. “I love your pussy. I love your CUNT! You are the best…the BEST! You suck me so good. You will always make me hard. I will always want your pussy, and your tits, and your ass. No woman will ever compare to you. Your taste, your heat, your beautiful breasts. Your tits felt so good wrapped around my cock! I can’t wait to fill you with my hot cum!”

When I opened my eyes I saw Diane staring at me, and smiling. Her eyes would briefly close from the pleasure of each thrust of my shaft but I saw that she watched me and listened to every word I said. Her legs relaxed from my waist and I grabbed and lifted them so her feet were in the air, putting her calves to my chest. I drove into her harder and pinched her nipples. Her arms were extended out across the bed and she thrashed her head from side to side.

“Your cock goes in so deep when you fuck me like this, Darling! It feels so good!”

“Do you want it deeper, Baby? Do you want it deeper?”

“Oh my God! You can go deeper?” She was now looking at me in disbelief.

“Yes…I can! Do you want it?”

“Yes, I do! Fuck me deeper, Jimmy! Drive it deeper into my pussy!”

I put my hand on the backs of her knees and pushed them to her chest. Her ass lifted off the bed and her face went to her tits. I drilled my rail into her as hard as I could, again and again. My balls were slapping on her ass and she reached between her legs and started rubbing her sticky, swollen clit.

“Oh Jesus, Jimmy, I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum! Fuck me hard and deep! Give it to me hard and deep! YOU’RE MAKING ME CUM!”

With every ounce of energy I had left I reamed her cunt as hard as I could. Her hand was rubbing her clit so fast the motion was a blur. The sound of my balls slapping on her ass filled our ears.

All at once her pussy tightened on my cock, she threw her arms out, arched her back, turned her head to one side and screamed, “Oh, JIMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYY! Ooooooohhhhhh, that’s it! I’m cumming! It’s so FUCKING GOOD!!!!!!!!!

She tried to push me off of her. I could feel her legs trying to straighten but I kept them pinned to her chest and slammed my cock into her dripping snatch. She kept screaming and begging me to stop. I turned my head to the left and looked into the headboard mirror. When I saw the refection of her bent up like that and me railing her twat the orgasm tore into me.

“Oooooooooohhhhhhh GOD! Diane, your pussy is fucking WONDERFUL ON MY COCK!” I screamed, and with a final hard thrust my rod exploded into her hot dripping hole which was already filled with her own cum. I could feel her body shaking underneath me. When she felt the pressure of me holding her down relax, she pushed me with her legs. I fell to my back on the floor and laid there. My cock was covered in my cum and her cream. I closed my eyes and soon felt her mouth cover my shaft. I tried to squirm away. The feeling of her lips and tongue wiping my cock clean of the steamy, sticky fluid was just too much. She dug her nails into my hips and would not let me move until she had it all off of my prick and balls. When she finished she lay down next to me and draped her arm over my chest. I turned my head to face her. We kissed and drifted off to sleep.

* * *

When I woke we were still on the floor and the sun was shining through the window on our naked bodies. I looked at the alarm clock and saw that it was already 11:30 in the morning.

“Diane, wake up,” I said, gently shaking her.

“Hmmm?”

“Wake up, Honey. If Danielle comes home and finds us like this we going to have a problem.”

“Yes, you’re right,” she replied sleepily.

She slipped on her robe and I put on the clothes I was wearing last night. Diane pulled and old undershirt that belonged to her ex-husband out of her dresser and handed it to me. I couldn’t wear my shirt because now it had no buttons and Danielle would get suspicious if she saw that. I walked down the hall to the bathroom, which was adjacent to the kitchen, to pee and get washed up. Diane used her master bath. When she walked into the kitchen I already had coffee going and was sitting on the sun porch smoking a cigarette and thinking about the night before. I ran the events of last night over in my head. I came to the realization that Diane was a woman I could probably fall in love with. She was attractive, fun, smart and sexy. She was also old enough to be my Mother and that would cause problems. I heard frying pans on the stove, finished my cigarette and went to the kitchen table. A cup of coffee was waiting for me and the smell of frying bacon filled the kitchen.

“It’s very sweet of you to make breakfast for me, Diane, but you don’t have to…”

“Shush,” she said, cutting me off. “You gave me the most enjoyable night I’ve had in twenty years. Making you breakfast is a small thing for me to do for you.”

“I could love this woman,” I said under my breath.

While we were eating, Danielle walked in bleary eyed and holding her head. Stephen wasn’t with her. Diane wished her Good Morning and I just kept eating. Danielle poured herself some coffee and stood there looking at us sitting at the table. We looked back at her.

“Jimmy, why are you still here?” she asked, looking from me to Diane and back at me again.

Diane chimed in with, “Jimmy had too much to drink last night and I wouldn’t let him drive home.”

“Jimmy,” said Danielle with her eyes fixed on me, “where is your shirt?”

Diane intercepted again with, “I spilled a drink on him last night. We were dancing, I had my drink in my hand and someone bumped me. Jimmy, your shirt should be ready to go in the dryer now.”

Damn this woman was good. She had already put my shirt in the wash! She planned the story before I even thought about it. I guess she knows her daughter too well. “No, Diane, it’s a hang dry. If you have a spare hanger I’ll just bring it home like that.”

“Did you have a good time, Mom?”

“I had a wonderful time,” answered Diane, winking at me on the sly and putting her hand on my leg under the table. “Why can’t you find a nice boy like Jimmy? He’s a real gentleman.”

“Not now, Mom,” said Danielle, holding her coffee in one hand and her head in the other. “I’m going to take a shower.”

“Would you like me to cook you some breakfast?”

“No, thanks. I think eggs would make me sick right now.”

“OK, Honey. Take some aspirin. I love you.”

“I love you, too,” returned Danielle as she walked into the bathroom door closed behind her.

When we heard the shower water start Diane got up and sat on my lap. She opened her robe to expose her bare shapely breasts. I took a nipple between my lips and massaged it with my tongue. Watching me she asked, “Can I see you again?”

I released her nipple, looked up at her and answered, “Yes, I would like that. You do realize, Diane, that you can’t fall in love with me.”

“Silly boy,” she said with a giggle, “I’m old enough to be your Mother. How would that look if we fell in love? You are a fantastic lover and I want to enjoy you again.”

The shower water stopped and Diane covered herself up and went to the sink to wash the breakfast dishes. I pulled my shirt from the washer and hung it. As I walked back into the kitchen, Danielle walked from the bathroom to her bedroom wearing only a towel. My God, she was sexy. I looked at Diane and saw she caught me undressing her daughter with my eyes.

“Remember Jimmy,” she said, “I’m the one with the experience and she got her beauty from me.”

I just slowly nodded my head and smiled. She stepped up to me and gave me a quick kiss. I told her that I had to get going and she walked me to the door. As I stepped out the door, I brushed my hand across her ass and she put her hand to my chest and stopped me on the porch.

“If you were an older man, I could love you.”

“I could love you too, Diane,” I replied and walked out to my truck.

She stayed on the porch until I was out of the driveway. While driving home, I ran the events of last night through my head again and thought about how amazing an older woman is in comparison to the girls my own age. Diane spoiled me. After my experience with her I didn’t get involved with anyone close to my own age for almost ten years. It was frustrating to me that girls my age were so boring. When having sex I would get tired of having to say things like, “Don’t pull so hard, it’s attached,” or “Be careful with your teeth.” Yes, Diane spoiled me.

* * *

During the following week I kept thinking about my night with Diane. I felt a little guilty because of what I had done with the Mother of a good friend of mine. At the same time, I thought it was exciting that somebody’s Mother would be attracted to me in that way. The Wednesday after I slept with Diane I went out for drinks with some friends from work. Debbie from accounting started coming on to me. Of course I thought this was the coolest thing. It’s always great when a woman comes on to me but I just wasn’t interested. Debbie was attractive and all but she was a bit of a ditz, and young. I thanked her for the invitation to go back to her house with her but I politely declined.

The next Saturday I was at the sink doing dishes when the phone rang.

“Hello,” I said, almost dropping the phone into the dishwater.

“Hey Jimmy. It’s Danielle.”

“Oh, Hey. What’s going on?”

“You got plans for tonight?”

“Not yet.”

“My Mom’s gonna be out of town for the night so I’m having a party. Can you come?”

“Sure. Who’s going to be there?”

“The usual crowd. Stephen will be here and I invited Janie and Dennis.”

Fucking great. The three people that I least want to see and she wants to put in the same room with them and get us drunk.

“Ok, sounds cool,” I said. What was I saying? It sounded fucking awful. “I’ll be there”. What the fuck was I thinking? Well, at the worst I have a beer or two and leave.

“Alright, great,” Danielle replied. “By the way, you and my Mom must have had a really good time last weekend.”

“Um, why do you say that?” I stammered.

“She told me that she had more fun with you than she ever did with my Dad or Rick. What did you guys do?”

“We went to El Bailar, had drinks, danced and hung out with her friends. Well, we had more than drinks. We got smashed, danced and hung out with her friends. Her friends are OK but I don’t see it becoming a habit.”

“Well, thank you, Jimmy. I haven’t seen my Mom this happy in a long time and I got to spend some time alone with Stephen. I think Rick standing her up was probably the best thing to happen.”

“I guess you’re probably right. You know your Mom a lot better than I do.” I had to cover my mouth to stifle a laugh. Jesus, what the hell did Diane tell her about that night?

“Jimmy, you there?” said Danielle, startling me from my thoughts.

“Huh? Oh, what was that?”

“Jimmy, are you OK?”

“Yeah, fine. What time should I be there?”

“About eight. See you then. Oh, and bring whatever you want to drink.”

“OK,” I said before hanging up, “eight it is. Bye.”

What was wrong with me? I agreed to go and get drunk with my slutty ex-girlfriend, her new prickhead boyfriend and Danielle’s scumbag boyfriend. I needed to have my head examined. Still turning this over in my mind I went back to my dishes. After I finished the last one and started draining the sink the phone rang again.

“Hello,” I answered, almost dropping the phone in the sink again.

“Hello, Lover.” It was Diane. “How are you doing?”

“I’m doing fine, thanks.” The sound of her voice brought an involuntary smile to my face. “How are you?”

“I’m doing just great. Listen, I got a motel room for tonight. I was wondering if you had any plans.”

“Actually, Danielle just called. She said you were going out of town and asked if I wanted to come over.”

“Is she having a party?” asked Diane, sounding irritated. “Dammit, I told her no parties.”

“It’s just a few friends.” I tried to curtail her anger. “It won’t be anything big.”

“Well, she better not wreck the house,” she answered. Her voice went smooth and sultry again. “You’ll have to break your plans with Danielle. I’m at the motel on Route 6 at the top of the hill. Room 113.”

“Diane,” I said trying to sound as serious as possible and hiding my excitement, “didn’t we agree that we cannot fall in love with one another?”

“Who said anything about love? See you at eight.”

“But Diane, I told you I already made plans with Danielle.”

“Well, you can go to my house and drink beer with my daughter and her idiot boyfriend or you can come here and drink champagne and have sex with me. I know you’ll make the right choice. Good bye.”

The phone clicked in my ear and the dial tone followed. I had a grin from ear to ear. Of course I would make the right choice. It was 6:00. I had two hours to eat, get ready and get there. I cooked some sirloin tips with mushroom sauce and had a couple of glasses of wine with dinner. While I ate I thought about how fantastic the last night I spent with Diane was. The way her mouth felt on my dick was enough to make me blow off Danielle and the three jerk-offs and whoever else she invited. I decided not to even call Danielle to tell her I wasn’t coming. I couldn’t think of a good excuse. I’d work on that later. Now I had to get ready.

I showered, shaved and got dressed in a black polyester pullover crew neck shirt (no buttons this time) with short sleeves, pale beige slacks, a black belt and black shoes. I sprayed on some Versace cologne and headed out the door. It was 7:30 at this point and I had plenty of time as the motel was only fifteen minutes from my house. I took a detour and swung by the corner where the flower vendor was last week. Once again, I found him there. I pulled up and asked for a dozen peach roses.

“For the same lady?” the vendor asked.

“Yes, Sir. If these work as well as the last ones did I’m in for one hell of a night.”

He handed me the roses and I paid him five dollars over his asking price. “Keep the change, and thanks,” I said as I turned and walked away.

When I pulled into the motel parking lot I was happy to find the room she rented was in the back of the building and hidden from the road. All I needed was Danielle or one of her friends to drive by and see my truck there when I said I’d be at the party. Questions would be asked that I wouldn’t want to answer. I parked and walked to the door. Before I could knock the door swung open. Diane stood at the door in her silk robe and her nipples were visibly hard under the material.

“You brought roses again. You are such a sweet boy. Please, come in,” she said with a sexy tone I couldn’t resist. She took the roses from me, turned and I followed her into the room. It was a very nice room for a motel. In the back corner of the room on the right was a Jacuzzi hot tub half surrounded with mirrors from the top of the tub to the ceiling. Four candles burned in various places around the tub. The water was already steaming and fogging the mirrors. Two white towels hung over the edge of the tub. Immediately to the left of the Jacuzzi on the back wall was the open door to the bathroom. I could the large glass shower stall in the bathroom from where I was standing. Against the wall on the right was a large mahogany dresser. On it was a bottle of champagne chilling in a chrome ice bucket and Diane laid the roses next to it. Next to the dresser was a small refrigerator. Against the left wall was a canopied waterbed covered with a white lacey bedspread. “Super waveless”, I hoped as I surveyed the rest of the room. On each side of the bed were mahogany nightstands with lamps. The lamps were turned off and one short candle burned on each table. In the left had corner of the room behind the entryway door was a table with two chairs. On the table stood two empty champagne flutes and two lit dinner candles. I hung my coat on the tall coat rack next to the door and Diane pulled the bottle of champagne from the bucket.

“Please, sit down,” Diane said and motioned me to the table. “You didn’t have to get all dressed up on my account. You won’t be dressed for very long.”

“I didn’t expect to be, but isn’t the gift so much better when it comes in an attractive wrapper?” I said, hoping I would sound smooth.

“Well, yes. I suppose you’re right,” replied Diane while pouring the champagne. “I can’t wait to unwrap you.”

Before she sat Diane removed her robe and hung it over the back of the chair. She was naked, and she was beautiful. As we drank our first glass of champagne Diane purposefully kept changing her sitting position and watched me as my eyes explored her naked body. Occasionally she would run a hand over one of her breasts or across the pelt of blonde pubic hair between her legs and she would look pleased with every one of my reactions.

“Jimmy, I told my friend Mary Beth all about you. She wants to meet you.”

“You what? I thought this was going to stay between us?” I said curtly.

“You don’t have to get upset Sweetie. She is my best friend and she can keep a secret. Boy, she really wants to meet you.” Diane laughed as she said this.

“Mary Beth is the one that kept grabbing my ass while I was dancing with her, isn’t she?”

“Yes,” Diane kept laughing as she answered, “She’s the one.”

I just smiled and sipped my champagne, keeping my thoughts to myself. There was no fucking way I was doing anything like this with Mary Beth. She wasn’t attractive and she was huge. I did keep looking at her tits that night. Who wouldn’t? They were enormous.

“Enough of that,” said Diane draining her glass. “Let’s get in the tub.”

Diane walked to the dresser and refilled her glass then topped mine off. After replacing the bottle in the ice bucket she started undressing me. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her while she was removing my clothes. When I was naked we wrapped our arms around each other and kissed. Her bare breasts were pressed against my chest and I could feel myself start to get hard. We went to the hot tub and I was about to climb in when she stopped me.

“Will you do that thing with your tongue for me?” she asked, holding my hand.

“What thing?” I wasn’t sure what she meant.

Without saying a word she bent over the edge of the tub and spread her ass open. I had to oblige her. I went to my knees and slipped my tongue into her crack. I started by rimming her ass with the tip of my tongue and then pressing on her hole. When I opened my eyes I could see her face in the mirror on the wall behind the tub. Her eyes were closed and she was smiling.

“Hhmmmmmmmmm. Oh, Jimmy,” she said. “I could get addicted to this. I never, ever would have thought of doing something like this. It feels so lovely.” I pushed harder with the tip of my tongue and slid my hand up between her legs. She spread them a bit to allow me to start rubbing her clit. Her pussy started to drip and her clit swelled until it was poking out from between her lips. I moved my tongue from her ass to her snatch and back to her ass again. I had to have a taste of her delicious pussy. I started screwing her twat with my tongue and rubbing her asshole with the tip of my finger. When I felt she was very relaxed I started pushing my finger into her.

“Ah, easy Jimmy, slowly,” she said in a breathy sensuous voice. “Be…careful…honey.” Her words were broken by the sensations running through her. “Right…there…just…hold it for a minute”, she instructed when my finger was completely buried in her rectum. I continued to eat her pussy and felt her anus relaxing around my finger. I slowly slid it out of her and pushed it back in. Looking in the mirror again I saw her eyes were still closed but her smile faded and was replaced by a look of decadent pleasure…and lust. My cock was completely hard.

“Slide it in and out of me, honey,” she requested and I responded with the rhythm of my strokes. “Oh, Baby that is so good. It feels so wonderful.” By now her hole was completely relaxed and I wanted to take it a step further. As I slid my finger out of her she let out a soft moan. She stayed bent over the tub as if anticipating my next move. I pressed the head of my stiff cock on her hole and held it there, waiting to see if she’d pull away. She didn’t move. One of her hands went to her clit and started rubbing. Very slowly and gently I spread her open with the tip of my prick and stopped when the head was swallowed by her ass. On her face in the mirror was the look of pleasure…and a bit of pain. I stayed where I was.

“Ah…ah…Jimmy…mmmmmm…ah…I…don’t think…I’m ready…for this…just yet. Please stop.”

As badly as I wanted to sink my shaft into her virgin ass, I understood. I slowly backed away from her until my cock was free from her tight ass. I knelt and licked her a bit more hoping to soothe her. Her moans returned and I looked in the mirror a final time to see her eyes closed and a smile on her face. She pulled away from me and climbed into the Jacuzzi. When she was seated, I handed her the champagne glasses and climbed in. We kissed and talked while we finished our drinks. There was no hurry because there was no worry of anyone walking in on us unexpectedly.

“You know, Jimmy,” she said to me sounding a bit serious and nervous, “I know that at one time I would have liked to see Danielle get together with you but now, after being with you like this, I don’t think I’d be comfortable with it.”

“No, Diane,” I replied, “I couldn’t be with Danielle. It would be too strange. Besides, I was thinking about how you’ve spoiled me.”

“I’ve spoiled you?”

“Yes. Do you think I could be with a woman closer to my own age after experiencing the pleasures I have with a woman like you? I have a feeling that it would be a disappointment.”

“I can understand that. I remember how awkward I was when I was your age.” She seemed to relax and smiled a sweet smile. “You’ve enjoyed me that much?”

“Yes. I have.” I set my glass down on the tiled edge of the tub. I put my fingers to her clit and took one of her nipples in my mouth. Gently sucking on her and rubbing her swollen button I felt her take my cock in her hand. The feeling of the heat from the Jacuzzi and the gentle touch of her hand was amazing. I slid one, then two fingers into her and started sucking her nipples harder. He hand continued the smooth gentle motion up and down on my shaft. Now I was throbbing and was ready to cum. She must have sensed it because she took her hand away and asked me to stand. When the cool air hit my warm body my nipples went instantly hard. My cock was throbbing. Diane wrapped her fingers around the base of my shaft and kissed the head.

“You have a beautiful penis,” she said. It’s larger than most and not in any way is it unattractive. I love the way slightly curves up. The skin is so soft and smooth and the head is so tender. Your hard penis feels so good in my pussy and it’s so comfortable in my mouth.”

With that, she took my dick in her mouth until the tip of her nose touched my pelvis. Slowly she slid her mouth up and down on me and I saw her briefly look out of the corner of her eye at the image in the mirror. This brought my attention to the mirror and I watched her reflection as her magnificent blow job continued. With every stroke of her mouth she took my entire cock and cradled it with her tongue. The motion was always slow. Never did she speed up. She would look up at me and I could see the smile in her eyes when she saw how enthralled I was with watching her reflection. The bubbling water line was just under her breasts and, by the motion I could see of her arm and shoulder, her hand was massaging her pussy. The orgasm was rushing up on me. Remembering how she didn’t want me to cum too soon the last time we were together I tried to pull away.

“No Baby,” she said while taking a firm grip on my shaft, “I want your cum. I want to taste it.” As soon as her mouth was on me again my cum gushed into her mouth.

“Oh, Jesus. Diane…Oh my God! You are so wonderful! Yes! Take my cum! Take all of my cum!” The words poured out of me like the cum filling her sumptuous mouth. She kept sucking me until I had no more to give and I could barely stand. When she freed my cock from her mouth I sat down in the tub and the bubbles from the air jets cascaded over my softening, sensitive penis.

Diane climbed out of the tub and retrieved another bottle of champagne from the little refrigerator. I studied her naked body while she popped the cork. She was a beautiful and sexy woman even though she had gained some weight since her younger years. The delta of blonde hair between her legs was arousing in its rarity. As she walked back to the tub my eyes fixed on her breasts which were as beautiful as she was. She refilled our glasses and set the bottle on the edge of the tub. When she put her leg over the side to climb in, my attention was drawn to her pussy. I could still see the tip of her enlarged clit exposed from her pink lips. She looked at me and smiled. We sipped our champagne and sat in silence, her head on my chest, until our glasses were empty once again.

“I think we should get out. I’m starting to prune,” said Diane and she stood up out of the water. As she climbed out of the tub and examined her ample clit once again, she looked at me and smiled. When I was out of the tub I wrapped her in a towel and dried myself off. She took the bottle from the edge of the tub and, with our glasses freshly filled, we sat at the table.

“I’m sure you’ve noticed that my clitoris is larger than most,” she said out of nowhere. “That bothered Rick. He said that giving me oral sex wasn’t exciting for him because he felt like he had a little penis in his mouth. I didn’t really understand it and I was disappointed. I saw you looking at it, studying it. Is it unattractive to you?”

“No, Diane. I think it’s very erotic. Rick is a fool.” I leaned forward and put two fingers on her bloated clit and gently caressed it. “I was surprised, I have to admit,” I continued, while rubbing it in a circular motion, “but I am very excited by it.”

Diane opened her legs wide and I went to my knees in front of her. I took her clit between my lips and simulated the remarkable blow job she had graced me with. Her head tilted back and her hands laced into my hair. “Oh, Jimmy. That is so good. You are so good for such a young man. You should be proud of your talent.” Her pussy started to flood and the aroma filled my nostrils. I stopped the oral massage of her clit intermittently to slip my tongue in her slit and taste the savory juice.

“Keep doing that. It feels so amazing,” she said in that sexy, breathy voice.

She took her hands from my hair and I opened my eyes to see them cover her tits. She slid down in the chair and spread her legs wider to give me the best access to her succulent snatch. I continued my “blow job” and her body started writhing in the chair. A river of cream flowed from between her inflated lips. She pinched and pulled her nipples. When her legs locked around my neck I knew climax wasn’t far off. I pressed her throbbing clit between my lips and tickled the tip with my tongue. Her drenched pussy started to quiver.

“Oooooooooooooooh GOD!” she screamed and pushed my face into the soaking flesh between her legs. “Keep doing that! Keep doing it Jimmy! Oh GOD, it’s wonderful. Jesus! Eat me! Eat me Jimmy! Eat my TWAT!”

She leaned over me and dug her nails into my back when the rapture enclosed on her. I felt her whole body tighten for a moment, tremble and then relax. She leaned back again and released her legs from around my neck. I slipped her clit in and out between my lips and she pushed me away. Her reaction to what I had done for her was so intense my cock became stiff and started throbbing. The taste of her snatch was strong on my lips. I licked them and relished the flavor. Dew from her twat glistened on her blonde carpet of fur. I watched while the tremors running through her body subsided. She lifted her head, opened her eyes and saw my enormous erection. She grabbed my hand, pulled me from the floor and led me to the bed. “Fuck me. Fuck me with your huge cock!” she howled.

Diane fell to her back on the bed and opened her legs wide. I went for another taste and she stopped me. She wanted my dick and she wanted it now. I climbed on the bed and knelt between her legs. When the head of my prick separated her twat lips she grabbed my hands, put them on the backs of her knees and drew them to her chest. I pressed her knees until her ass was off the bed penetrated her saturated cunt. Keeping her shoulders pinned to the bed I assaulted her snatch with my pulsating rail. She screamed with every thrust. When I looked into her eyes I saw she was staring into the canopy above the bed. I quickly turned my head and saw that the underside of the canopy was mirrored. When I turned back she looked at me with a devious grin.

“Do you like watching me banging on you? Do you like seeing this young man fucking your pussy?”

“Yes, Jimmy! YES! You make me so fucking hot and your cock is so good. I love seeing you drive it into me!”

After a few more thrusts I could feel her trying to push me off with her legs. I gave in and fell to my back. Instantly her mouth enveloped my cock and she licked her juice from me. I stared up into the mirrors above us and watched the back of her head bobbing on my rod. With my prick still covered by her mouth she turned me so we were on our sides, she opened her legs so one knee pointed to the canopy and started fingering her sodden hole. It was the hottest, most erotic thing I had ever seen. If I hadn’t already had my first orgasm I would have filled her mouth with my goo right then. She kept ramming her fingers into her twat while my cock slid in and out of her mouth. I wanted to eat her ass. I pulled my prick from her mouth, licked the pussy lube from her fingers and put her on her hands and knees. I spread her ample ass and drove my tongue into her hole.

“Oh YES!” she shrieked, “Eat it again! Eat my ass, you dirty boy! Eat Momma’s ASS!”

As I worked her hole with my tongue my hand went to her soggy snatch. I viciously rubbed her massive clit and her body heaved and jerked from the sensations. She twisted a pillow in her arms and told me to sink my cock into her cunt (her words, not mine). I knelt behind her and hammered my prick into her sopping hole.

“Ahhhh! Ahhh YES! YES…Jimmy! Fuck it! FUCK MY PUSSY!” Diane wailed. She screamed “Give me MORE!” and I plunged my finger into her ass. Her orgasm ripped through her and she buried her face in the pillow and let out a long muffled cry. “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Picking her head up, she bawled, “FUCK YES! You are SOOOOO GOOOOOD!” My balls slapped on her soaking pussy lips. I tilted my head back and watched the scene in the mirror above the bed. Her body rocked back and forth. I now had two fingers in her ass and my prick railed into her twat.

“Jesus, Diane! I want to fill you with hot load!” I roared.

“No! Try and put it in my ass! I want to try and take your cock in my ass!” I pulled my fingers from her ass and she gave a carnal yell. I slipped my dick from her pulsing and reddening twat. I threw her onto her back and again, pushed her knees up to her magnificent tits. My cock was slippery with her cream and I gently slipped it deep into her ass. Her hand went to her snatch and vigorously massaged her giant clit swathed in her own sweet pussy lotion. We both watched in the mirror above the bed as my shaft drilled her tight virgin ass. I couldn’t keep my climax at bay any longer. Her hole was so fucking tight on my cock.

“Diane! I have to cum! I have to! I can’t hold it any longer!”

“Do it, Baby! Do it! Fill Momma’s ass with your cumshot!”

My cock detonated in her anus. I drove my dick deep into her with every shot of steamy sperm. I leaned forward over her and sucked hard on one of her nipples while I ejaculated into her rectum. Her sticky hands went to my head and held me there. With my final thrust, I jammed my cock into her ass as deep as it would possibly go. With my load spent, my body melted on top of her. She took my face in her hands. I could smell the potent twat juice on her fingers. We kissed long and deeply. I took her fingers and licked the delicious nectar from them. We both watched in the mirror as I carefully backed my softening rail from between her cheeks. When the head was free a trickle of my cum dribbled from her gaping hole. I turned her on her side and lay behind her with her back against my chest. I draped my arm over her and rested my hand on her trembling pussy, feeling the moist heat.

“Jimmy, you have given the best sex I have ever had in my life.”

“I’m so glad that I could. You have done the same, Darling.”

Lying like this, we fell asleep.

* * *

I woke early, showered and stepped out to get coffee and breakfast sandwiches. When I returned to the room Diane was up and showered. She was at the table in her robe. Her hair was still wet.

“Good morning, Sunshine. You were up early. Can I get you up again?” she quipped with a coy smile.

“That may be possible. Let’s eat. You take your coffee light and sweet, right?”

“Yes, honey. Thank you.”

We ate our sandwiches, drank our coffee and talked about what should happen next. We reaffirmed our earlier decision that we cannot let this blossom into a long term, romantic relationship. It just wouldn’t be good for anybody in the long run. I could read the disappointment in her face. I thought about how love should conquer all. Diane was a beautiful woman, a terrific lover and we had a wonderful time with each other but the fact of the matter was that I wasn’t, nor would I be, in love with her. Once the conversation was finished Diane slipped off her robe revealing her naked body. She knelt in front of me, opened my pants and took my cock in her mouth. She sucked on me slowly and gently until I filled her mouth with my cum. When she sat down again I knelt in front of her and softly sucked and licked her clit until she climaxed. The taste of her pussy on my lips and tongue was exquisite.

Diane finished getting ready to go while I watched the morning news. On our way out we stopped at the door, kissed and wished each other a good day. Diane went to the front office to check out. When she got to the office door she turned, blew me a kiss and walked in. I watched her until the door closed behind her. I climbed into my truck and drove home.

Three months had passed before I saw her again. I walked into a local Italian restaurant with a woman I had started dating (she was ten years my senior). Diane was standing in the waiting area with a man I hadn’t met before. When she turned and saw me she gave me a quick hug and introduced the man she was with as Rick. She introduced me to Rick as “her daughter’s friend, Jimmy”. I introduced my date to each of them, then Rick went to the bar to order drinks for him and Diane. My date excused herself to the ladies room.

“Have you been together long?” Diane asked.

“No. We’ve been dating about two weeks. So, what happened with Rick?”

“He apologized and I accepted. I’ve actually been training him to perform the way you do.”

“You’ve got long road ahead of you,” I said with a devilish grin. “Diane, I have to say something…”

“No you don’t,” she replied, cutting me off. “The very short time we had together was absolutely wonderful. Don’t tarnish it with explanations. Rick and I get along very well. We’re good together.”

“Diane, you’re…” I started with great hesitation, “…delicious.”

“I know,” she replied, returning my devilish grin.

Rick appeared with the drinks and the hostess led them to their table. My date returned and we were seated shortly thereafter. During dinner, Diane and I exchanged clandestine flirts across the restaurant. When she and Rick finished their meal and got up to leave, my eyes followed her out the door. That was the last time I saw Diane and, to my knowledge, the last time she saw me.