But this was special for Mandy. She had reached a milestone in her life at twenty years of age. I had fucked her and got rid of her virginity. She was turning into a real sexual slut, and it was fun to see it happening. So I was glad to give in and decide to take her home for the three week break and stay with her family for that time. I would enjoy seeing Mrs. Harris in any case. I knew her well because my buddy Art, from school and the Navy, was her son. And Mandy was her daughter.
They had lived in our small town all of my life. My own mother and father had moved to Florida recently, so I just had not been back to the old neighborhood. This would give me a chance to get reacquainted with Mandy’s family.
Her mother and father were still married, but I heard from Mandy that their marriage was on the verge of ending. I didn’t understand the intricacies, but it all boiled down to people just changing. It might be a little uncomfortable, this visit, but they were Mandy’s family and we could get through it.
So we packed up after finals, which we both passed with flying colors, and filled my car with a few of my things and tons of Mandy’s crap. It was okay. She was my doll. We headed out to the south on a three hour drive, arriving late in the afternoon on a Sunday and finding Mrs. Harris at home and Mr. Harris out doing whatever.
I might mention that the drive was pleasurable. Mandy wanted to try something new. While I drove, she unzipped my pants, pulled out my hardening prick and leaned over and started licking it. I tried very hard to keep my eyes on the road but had to take a hand and force her down to suck it harder. Oh hell, she was a good cock sucker. It took me only a few minutes but I gave her a ton of come and she swallowed it all with gusto. She now had a new experience to remember and savor in her life.
Pulling up to her family’s four bedroom bungalow, we saw that her mother’s car was in the driveway. She was home. Entering the house, we all hugged, and again I wondered at how some women stayed so lovely and young looking. She was forty-eight years old. I could swear she was in her thirties. Anyway, as always, she made me horny just to look at her. That had always been true. In high school, Art had taken lots of teasing from guys who thought his mom was hot as hell.
She was not the red head that had given Mandy her coloring. That came from Mr. Harris. He was a ginger. She didn’t have large breasts but they were fine, at least what I could see under her clothes. Her body was slim and I knew that she was always out walking or swimming to stay in shape. For herself, she once told me, giving me the idea it wasn’t for her husband anymore.
Anyway, she told us that Mr. Harris would be home late and that we would eat dinner without him. She told me that I should call her Sally, and Mr. Harris was Fred, from now on. She had made a favorite of mine, stuffed cabbage. She hardly ever made it, but I loved it. Mandy knew that. She had probably reminded her mother. She was always well loved in her family. Her father especially loved Mandy as his favorite. From what she told me, he was proud of her for getting into the university finally. And doing so well.
Mandy still had her room fixed up for her. Art’s room was kept ready for him to come home any time. A guest room had been converted to an office, but Sally put a roll-away bed in there for me. That was fine. I had slept on a lot worse in the service. We spent the evening watching television and then went to bed about ten o’clock. Fred was still not home.
About one in the morning, not sleeping well on the hard roll-away bed, I heard something coming from another room. I got up in my skivvies, which I always slept in now since the service, and went out to take a piss in the bathroom. As I was returning from the bathroom, I heard moaning coming from Art’s room. Art was still away in the service, so it was odd. The bedrooms had no locks on them, so I went over to take a peek and see what the moaning was about.
Slowly opening the door I could vaguely see from the moonlight coming through her window and from the nightlight Art had always needed since he was young. A woman was lying on the bed and her pretty legs were wide apart. Fred was on top of her, humping and fucking her. Some bimbo, I guessed. What could I say? I didn’t know who she was, but my cock was getting hard watching.
Fred was quite the rough fucker. She was whining as he screwed her harder and harder. He was sucking on some delicious looking tits and probably biting them too.
“Fred, please fuck me harder. I love fucking you Fred. I want you to fuck me forever. Please ram your cock into me baby. Please fuck me. Ahhh damn, I’m coming lover, fuck coming, coming. Shoot it into me Fred, shoot your come into me. I want it so bad, commming aaahhh!”
I want back to my room and jacked off into a sock. That was so fucking hot. I wondered if Sally had any idea her husband had a piece of ass in her own home. Didn’t matter. It certainly wasn’t my business. But it gave me a grand idea. I was going to fuck Sally. Not tonight. Fred was too near. But soon I would cram some hard cock into Mandy’s mother. I would indeed.
The next morning the whole family had breakfast. Fred was talking about business, Mandy was smiling at me and Sally was just gazing off into the distance, unless I spoke to her, then she would smile and pat my arm. I was not sure if she knew what Fred had done last night. It didn’t matter. I was going to make it up to her, and I was going to do it well. She needed some hard prick in her cunt. I was going to give it to her.
Fred left for work. Sally had on her walking clothes already and she took off for her hour walk on the trails through the woods behind their house. Just Mandy and I were left at home. We grinned at each other. We went upstairs to Mandy’s room and we were naked in just a minute and lying on the bed, hugging and kissing and feeling each other up. I had some hot, wet cunt in my hand and Mandy was stroking my long prick.
We knew we had about an hour, so we made the most of it. I got Mandy on her hand and knees and gave her what she was coming to love a lot. An ass fucking. She was moaning and begging as I slowly crammed my dick into that tight bung hole of hers. As she whined from my hard fucking, I gave her deep dick the way she loved it.
“Fuck, you fuck so good, Jimmy. Fill my ass with come, Jimmy. Please, please fuck me, come in me, fuck I keep fucking coming, ahhh, fuck, I keep coming!”
My spunk was shooting out and I filled her good. My roommate was a great damned fuck. But I hoped Sally would be as good. I was going to find out. I groaned as I came so hard into Mandy. Then I pulled out and she scrambled around and grabbed my prick and started sucking all the come she could. Mandy was a little slut now.
When Sally came home we were in the living room watching TV. As Sally smiled at us we smiled back. Then she went upstairs to take a shower after her long walk. I could see the outline of her tits under her tee shirt where she had sweated; even her hot crotch had got sweaty, giving me lots of naughty thoughts.
The best chance for me to get into Sally’s pussy came the next weekend. Fred was going out of town for a conference. I had not heard any more women upstairs with him since the nice piece of ass he fucked earlier in the week. That was probably a one time thing. I expected he usually had his sexual escapades other places. It was dangerous to take it home with you.
I made my plans. That Friday, when Fred left in the evening for the airport, Sally and Mandy and I had our dinner and then did what everyone did then. We watched TV. At ten o’clock, Sally said goodnight and went up to bed. Mandy was tired and went up to her room also. I went upstairs too after about twenty minutes. I checked to make sure that Mandy was quiet and then I tapped on Sally’s bedroom door.
“Come in.”
“Sally, we need to talk. This is pretty serious. I hope you take it okay.”
She was in a short black teddy. Her panties were black too. I looked at her with lust. She was putting on a robe, but I knew what was underneath. More luscious flesh. She was as lovely as her daughter. And her breasts were bare under there. I could tell.
“What is it Jimmy? Are you in some kind of trouble? It really can’t be that bad. We’ll work it out.”
“This isn’t about me, Sally. I have something to tell you. This is hard for me to say, but, Sally, Fred had a woman up in Art’s room earlier this week. I didn’t know whether I should tell you or not. I finally decided that you should know, even if it isn’t my business.”
“Jimmy, that can’t be. I mean, Fred wouldn’t do that. Really, I don’t think he would. Why would you say something like that?”
“It’s true Sally. I know it’s true, because I watched them. I heard something in Art’s room and I couldn’t help checking it out. Fred was making love to another woman. You really should know it. You don’t deserve to be cheated on. You’re a great lady and beautiful too. You deserve better.”
“Oh, god, Jimmy. Oh my god. This is crazy.”
She sat down on her bed and started to cry. I sat next to her and hugged her. She hugged me back. I caressed her long brown hair and took her head in my hand. Then I leaned in and softly kissed her. She pulled back.
“Honey, that’s not okay. I’m old enough to be your mother. I don’t care what my husband has done. This is not right. I can’t do this. You have to leave now.”
“Okay, Sally. I won’t do anything you don’t want. Just give me another kiss goodnight.”
So her soft lips touched mine, and then she seemed to become a little more forceful in the kiss, until she broke away.
“This is wrong. I can’t do this. Oh my god. I want my son’s best friend. We’ll just kiss, Jimmy. That’s all. Just kiss.”
So we started kissing, and I embraced her, and her breasts pressed against my chest. As we kissed, her tongue started darting into my mouth and then out again. I became more aggressive with my kisses and she returned it. As we sat side my side, I was in my skivvies ready for bed. I felt a hand on my cock slowly touching my hardness and then stroking it up and down. Sally was becoming really responsive.
“Oh, Jimmy, this is so wrong but, god knows, I need this, I need this, I need cock. Oh fuck, I haven’t fucked Fred for months. I need some cock. Please baby, please fuck me. Fuck me hard, Jimmy!”
I stood up and popped my cock out of my skivvy shorts and she immediately started gobbling on it like she was starved. I let her eat all the cock she wanted, licking it from the base up to the head and then nibbling on the cock head with her teeth, getting a little rough, but oh so good, as she pulled on my balls and even stuck a finger into my ass. Finally she dragged my shorts off and begged for a deep hard fucking.
Her teddy was the first to go. Her tits were making my cock even harder. I tore her panties down and saw Sally had learned to shave her cunt. This was going to be juicy and tasty. I knelt before her and ran my tongue up and down her already wet pussy. Her swollen labia needed to be bitten and licked. Her clit was sticking out about an inch, just begging to be sucked. I did, and she immediately started dripping juices down her clean, hairless pussy into her ass and down her luscious thighs. She was moaning just like her daughter did. But Mandy was not going to learn about this. This was between me and Sally.
I pushed her down and roughly jerked her legs apart as far as they would go. I put on the rubber I had brought with me. She was whining and begging for cock. I was going to give it to her deep and hard. I did. I rammed my long hard prick into that creaming MILF pussy and she took it all. All that I could feed her. Her legs wrapped around my back and jerked my ass so I rammed deeper and deeper. I was fucking as fast as I could. Fucking and screwing Mrs. Harris. Fucking Art’s mother and Mandy’s mother. It was good. Very, very good fucking.
“Fuck, Jimmy, I need your cock. I need this baby. Screw my pussy Jimmy. Harder. Deeper. Ahhhh damn fuck, that’s so fucking good, so fucking good, so good, fuck me, Jimmy.”
I was jamming it in so hard I almost hurt my back, but I loved fucking my Sally. She was, indeed a great fuck. Fred must be a damned idiot. This was fucking pussy. And eating pussy too. I knew that. But now it was time for tons of spunk to fill my rubber and fill her cunt at the same time. She felt me coming and starting humping harder against me, making herself come more and more. She was making up for lost time. I had to stop at last, even though she wanted more. I pulled out, and she embraced me and kissed me and told me how much she had needed me.
Then she pulled the rubber off and began licking and cleaning my still hard prick. Sally was a sex slut just like her daughter. I was going to lick her pussy clean after she licked me.
When she sat back and smiled at me, I softly pressed her back onto the bed and got between her legs. Her pussy needed some tongue loving. Oh, she squirmed as I licked that clit of hers. I bet it had been years since anyone ate her cunt. Her hands had grabbed my head and she was ramming her cunt against my face. I tried to stick a hard tongue into her juicy slit and succeeded. I licked her and sucked her until I could hear her whimpering with one more come. So many comes in one night. I couldn’t even keep count.
Finally, I was exhausted. I crawled up and kissed her with my pussy stained lips and she tasted herself. She fed her tongue to me and we french kissed for several minutes.
“That’s what you needed, Sally. That’s what you deserve, sweet lady. Never let anyone tell you different. You’re special. I loved making love to you. It was wonderful. Remember that, Sally.”
I left her room with her falling asleep. I went back to my cot and tried to sleep, but I was still reliving that great fuck. I knew when we went back to school that Mandy would be as wonderful in bed as always. But I would remember her mother. Sally was a great fuck.
I had reached my fifth pussy with her. I was keeping score.
