First food then more fun

Grabbing the most stretchy pair of pants you can find and a shirt that you don't button up all the way you go downstairs and hit the fridge taking various things out of the fridge and tuck in. Whilst you chow down you wonder were to go, at least half the street is at work at this time of day so you rule them out, that just leaves you the work from home ones, Mrs Jackson, Mrs Ashton, Miss Crane, Mrs Rodriguez and Mrs Avluv.

Thinking about it you have fantasised about Mrs Jackson the most, a 5ft7in tall African American woman who has a killer body with 34F cup breasts that you would not mind motor boating the shit out of. Thinking more about it she is also a very fit woman with an athletic body who should be able to keep up with you and the idea of doing her from behind while using that long black hair that falls to her waist as a leash really makes you hard, finishing your meal your next target is decided.

Leaving your house you walk over to the Jackson's house, noticing Mrs Ashton is in her front yard working on her flower beds bent over, the only thing you think is nice ass but you have already made up your mind. Knocking on the door of the Jackson house, you already have the perfect excuses lined up for why you are here right now, her husband is a lazy idiot at the best of times. He normally gets his son to mow their laws and do any real sort of work around the house as he says it was good for him, but as he went away to college months ago things are getting a little bit out of hand in the yards.

Mrs Jackson opens her door and dam she is not leaving much to the imagination in that blouse she is waring, surprised to see you she still smiles and oh boy the images in your head right now need to stop as you quickly compose yourself. "Good morning Johnathan what can I do for you today", smiling your best smile you procced with the plan, " not much Mrs Jackson, that's the problem I've done all the work I can around the house and as I am still not allowed back to university yet I was wondering if I could help out here, I can see your yard needs a good going over".

For an instant if looks could kill Mrs Jacksons husband would be dead but just as quickly it disappears and Mrs Jackson shakes her head. "That's sweet of you but I cant pay you for your trouble at the moment Johnathan so it would not really be fair on you to do anything out there", waving your hand in a dismissive gesture as if it is not a big deal," no need to pay me Mrs Jackson I am so board been cooped up inside it will be good for me to get out on such a nice day, just call it a favour you can repay us later somehow, you know look after the mail if we go away that sort of thing". Seeing a golden opertunity when she sees one Mrs Jackson jumps on your offer while making out she is not trying to use your kindness to her advantage. "Oh well if you insist feel free the mower is round back, by the way what is that aftershave you are waring its quit lovely", Mrs Jackson says as she leans in for a better smell.

Guessing Mrs Jackson has got a smell of what ever this stuff is you only hope it is the cause of Cherie's recent sexual liberation. Otherwise you are going to have to go back to the drawing board to figure out how to get some more pussy or poor Cherie is going to have to learn to take more much more, "just something I have had for a while do you like it". Mrs Jackson takes a very deep inhale of the scent before realising she is maybe a little to close to you , "yes it is very nice", Mrs Jackson backs away a little quickly letting you see she is getting a little hot under the collar just like Cherie did. Proving it is this scent your emitting that's causing the reaction, nice to know, but how long will it take for it to hit Mrs Jackson like it did Cherie as she was standing over you for a longer period of time then the quick sniff Mrs Jackson just gave you, better do something with the front lawn first while it takes effect. What you do not know is Cherie took a much stronger hit at home due to the build up in your room from the stuff being slowly released over night but even then one smell of the stuff is more then enough.

Getting their lawn mower going you quickly cut the lawn to a much better state and drag the mower round to the back or more precisely carry the thing as if it was a kids toy, dam how strong are you now you wonder. Entering the back yard you start to hear sounds coming from inside the Jacksons house now you do not have the mower blaring in your ear, moving over to a window you peer in to she Mrs Jackson on her kitchen counter ramming a cucumber into her cunt, making moaning noises as she does it finally collapsing onto the counter facing away from the backyard. Moving over to the back door you sneak inside and move closer to her as if she is not gagging for it right now then her husband really needs to see to his wife more often. Mrs Jackson rolls over on to her front and does not seem to be happy about something, "god dam it why cant I cum, I am on fucking fire down their yet nothing is getting me off".

Finding that an intriguing piece of information you file it away for later as right now Mrs Jackson it would seem is ripe for the taking , walking over to her silently, your cock already hard you don't give her any warning and shove it straight in all the way to the back of her womb burring all fifteen inches in her in one go.

"AAAAAHAHHH WHAT THE FUCK", snapping straight up she is shocked to first see you and second to realise how deep you are in her, before she can utter a word you rip her blouse open exposing her 34F breasts encased in a simple bra before having them out of that as well so they are on show in all their glory and continue to pound her hard and without remorse. "Shit boy you really know how to use that thing" , grunts Mrs Jackson as you batter her womb, " you get me to orgasm boy and you can fuck me all day long". That is not going to be a problem, but can she keep up with what you can do you think. "Mrs Jackson that is a guarantee", as you pick up the pace it is not long before you give Mrs Jackson her first orgasm as she cums hard, "dam boy you are good with that he still up for it".

Slapping her ass and giving her a look of is she joking you point out a very important point to her, "Mrs Jackson I haven't even cum yet". Looking back at you with a look of good point Mrs Jackson says one thing, " then get back to it", to which you procced to give her another two orgasms before you shot your first load into her. Panting a little Mrs Jackson looks to you with a smirk after seeing you are still hard, "good your still up for some more I see, lets take this somewhere a little more comfortable shall we". Leading you to the master bedroom, she removes her cloths and invites you to do the same, not wasting any time you finish removing you shirt and pants and join her on the bed.

While you are undressing Mrs Jackson asks you a simple question but one that has so many strange reasons, "now Johnathan I want a straight answer out of you young man" wondering what she wants you answer, " ask away Mrs Jackson I will answer to best of my ability". Good that's what I wanted to hear, would you fuck my daughter if I asked you to". Ok WTF why does she want me to fuck her daughter, thinking about it hell yes her daughter is a hot piece of ass for sure just like her mom and is rumoured to be a true dirty little bitch, but you are worried about what will happen if you say this so go with a more diplomatic answer.

"Yes Mrs Jackson I would fuck her if you asked me to, can I ask why you want me to fuck your daughter", Mrs Jackson smiles at you and laughs once in an odd way as she answers, " my stupid daughter thinks her boyfriend Tyron is the best thing in the world, an athlete jock type, but he is all bark no bite and with no mother fucking brain that's what he is and I know he ain't as well equipped as you are, so I want to show her the other side of the coin so to speak".

Fair enough you think and cucking that kid Tyron will be good, he broke Riley's heart last year when he ignored her attempts to get to know him. "Mrs Jackson come here", moving onto the bed you grab her legs and pull her towards you, entering her again the sex is hard and deep, after giving Mrs Jackson another three orgasm's and cumming in her three times as well she is done and finally so are you it would seem thank god.

Getting off the bed and putting your pants back on, Mrs Jackson is having trouble moving, "dam treat my daughter like that will you I can barely feel my legs", looking at your shirt it just too small now, "Mrs Jackson any chance I can grab one of your sons shirts he's about my size, mines a little bit useless".

Mrs Jackson thinks a little, " Not sure, you can always go home bare chested that will be a sight", sighing and thinking just let me have a shirt dam it, Mrs Jackson goes quit and then says " on the other hand help yourself, now I am going to get cleaned up". Picking a plain black shirt that is a good fit you leave the Jackson's still feeling a little unsatisfied in some way but you cannot put your finger on it as you could have taken Mrs Jackson for another go but that was not it.