The Obvious Choice

Zack leaned back off of Charlotte, stepping back, shaking his head.

“I… I can’t do it.” Zack managed. Charlotte propped herself up on her elbows and gave Zack what was quite possibly the sexiest pout in human history.

“Zachary Bishop.” Charlotte said, and Zack froze, “Come back here right now.”

Slowly, Zack walked back towards the bed, and the buxom redhead woman sprawled on it rose to her feet.

“You’re going to fuck me.” Charlotte ordered, her blue eyes flashing with lust.

“Yes, ma’am.” Zack said, and Charlotte pulled him tightly to her breasts and kissed him.

“Good boy.” Charlotte murmured, stroking his cheek.

Something primal had awoken in Charlotte, and she no longer looked like the kind-hearted maternal figure that Zack had known practically his whole life.

All Zack could see in Charlotte’s gaze was need and lust.

Charlotte stepped back and grabbed the hem of her black tank top and lifted it up.

Zack stared as his best friend’s mom stood before him wearing just a lacy pink bra and very, very tight jeans.

Seeing Charlotte McRose’s large, ample breasts in just that skimpy pink bra was turning Zack on, to the extent where the small, argumentative part of his brain was losing its grasp.

Charlotte reached up and around for the clasp of her bra and tossed it aside. The argumentative part of Zack’s brain instantly shut the fuck up.

Charlotte’s large breasts were full, with smooth creamy flesh that contrasted sharply with her dark nipples and areolas. They had a little sag, but they were remarkably gravity defiant.

Charlotte walked forwards, those beautiful bosoms bouncing as she did so, and she slid her arms around Zack’s neck.

Zack stared at the first pair of tits he’d ever seen bare, and then Charlotte was kissing him.

Well, Charlotte’s weren’t the first breasts he’d ever seen bare, but they were the first breasts he’d seen bare in a sexual situation. He’d once seen Chloe putting on a bathing suit when they were sixteen, and that had kind of been his awakening to Chloe as being sexy, though he had done his best to repress that. The only other time was when he had walked in on Monica showering, and beheld his mother in all her wet, naked glory. That had ended with Zack being unusually into his mother for a couple months.

Even now, Zack couldn’t quite look at his mother without thinking of that fateful evening.

Charlotte took her mouth off of his, jerking Zack back to the present.

“You’re not kissing back.” she accused.

“I was thinking about my mother.” Zack blurted, and then realized that that was 100% NOT the thing to say when kissing a topless woman.

“Oh?” Charlotte whispered playfully, and gave Zack a suggestive look, “Having naughty thoughts about Monica? If it’s any consolation, I’m pretty sure every male who meets her has naughty thoughts about her.”

Zack was blushing furiously, and Charlotte kept pushing.

“You’re such a naughty boy, Zack. You go after your best friend’s mother, and during your time with her, all you can think about is your own mother’s sexy, sexy body, with those big boobs, those heavenly curves, and oh, have you seen those eyes?” Charlotte said, and Zack paused.

“Are you…” Zack blinked.

“Let’s just say Monica turns some female heads, too.” Charlotte said naughtily.

“I never knew you were, uh, bisexual.” Zack said.

“Neither does my husband.” Charlotte winked, and grabbed Zack’s shirt, lifting it up over his head.

“Oh, Mr. McRose! I didn’t- I didn’t think about him.” Zack realized. Charlotte kissed Zack sweetly, and when she drew back, her eyes were burning with need.

“No more talking. Fuck me, Zack.” Charlotte pleaded, her hands fumbling with the button of Zack’s jeans.

Zack’s hands grasped the button of Charlotte’s jeans, and the two lovers were quickly standing before each other in just their underwear.

Charlotte fell to her knees, those big tits bouncing wildly as she grabbed the waistline of Zack’s boxers and tugged them down, letting his rock hard cock spring free.

Charlotte put her hand on it and it gave a reflexive throb. No girl had ever touched it before.

“If it helps any, love, just pretend I’m Monica.” Charlotte said saucily, and Zack’s cock gave a massive pulse. Charlotte laughed.

“God, your mother really gets your blood pumping, doesn’t she?” Charlotte said, smirking.

“A little bit.” Zack confessed. Charlotte leaned forwards and gave Zack’s cock’s tip a kiss.

The kiss quickly grew passionate, her tongue swirling wildly around his throbbing length as she slowly took more and more of Zack into her mouth.

“Charlotte, I’m going to cum.” Zack groaned. The beautiful blue-eyed redhead gazed up at him while sucking eagerly on his cock, and that visual almost made him lose it there and then.

Charlotte reached up and grasped Zack’s hand with hers, then guided it to the back of her head.

Then, without warning, she shoved her head forwards and was deep-throating him.

Zack’s hand reflexively pushed Charlotte’s head further forwards, and the sexy redhead gave a moan of appreciation and started noisily slurping.

Zack gave a sudden shout and exploded, his cum shooting deep inside of Charlotte’s throat. Charlotte drew back, her mouth full of Zack’s seed, and she locked eyes with him as she swallowed and licked her lips.

“Delicious.” she whispered sultrily. Zack’s cock leaped up, ready to go again.

“There’s my little trooper.” Charlotte murmured, and stroked Zack’s shaft before planting a tender kiss on the very tip of his cock.

Charlotte rose to her feet and slowly took off her lacy pink panties. She took a deliberate step backwards and laid down on the bed, breasts facing up and looking incredibly tantalizing.

Charlotte spread her legs and revealed her bare pussy to Zack. She had a small strip of bright red hair above her pussy, and it was oddly inviting.

“Fuck me.” Charlotte ordered.

Zack walked forwards briskly and put his hands on Charlotte’s thighs, then slid inside her. His very first experience with sex felt heavenly. Charlotte’s legs wrapped around Zack’s waist, and pulled him further into her.

Zack groaned in delight as Charlotte’s hot walls wrapped around his cock. He pushed forwards more and felt Charlotte’s walls spreading more.

“Ohhhhh!” Charlotte moaned, her hand flying to her breast to squeeze it tightly. Zack reached up from Charlotte’s thighs to grab Charlotte’s large breasts. She laid her hands atop Zack’s, and she leaned up to kiss Zack’s bare chest, trailing kisses up to Zack’s neck, then she placed her lips beside Zack’s ear.

“Honey, you need to start thrusting into me.” Charlotte cooed, visibly high on the pleasure of Zack’s cock inside her. He couldn’t say he didn’t feel the exact same way.

Zack started thrusting as the redheaded MILF with overeager ****, and Charlotte fell backwards onto the bed, now writhing in pleasure.

“Fuck me! Fuck me silly!” Charlotte screamed, her eyes rolling back as her lover brutalized her married but unloved pussy.

Zack groaned at the feelings he was experiencing. This was his first time having sex, and it was mind-blowing. He lifted his hands off her breasts and their hands laced together.

Zack loved watching Charlotte’s large breasts bounce as he fucked her. She was, much like earlier, loud and proud regarding her sexual activity.

Charlotte laced her arms around Zack’s neck, and all Zack could think to do was slide his arms underneath Charlotte and lift her top half up so she was smashed against his chest, their sweaty bodies pressed firmly together.

“Love… fuck me harder!” Charlotte pleaded, and Zack did just that. Something about Charlotte calling him ‘love’ made him rock hard.

Zack realized abruptly that he was hitting his breaking point, and when Charlotte leaned up and kissed his neck, pressing those incredible tits against his chest, he couldn’t help but spurt his seed deep into Charlotte’s womb.

The older woman gasped in pleasure, and Charlotte pulled Zack’s head down into her breasts, squeezing him firmly there as Zack’s continued cumming sparked Charlotte’s own orgasm, making her hips buck wildly as her juices squirted up and coated Zack’s hips and stomach with her womanly juices.

Charlotte pulled Zack down onto the bed, and the two lay there together panting. Charlotte ran a hand idly through Zack’s dark hair, and his head was pillowed on her amazing rack.

“This was fantastic.” Charlotte panted, “You’ve definitely sated the curse for the time being.”

“Uh… yeah, happy to help.” Zack mumbled. Charlotte kissed Zack’s forehead.

“You’re welcome to stay for as long as you want.” Charlotte whispered, smiling warmly.

“I feel a little too tired to go home.” Zack confessed. Charlotte wrapped her arms around Zack.

“Then I guess you can cuddle with me for a while.” Charlotte smiled.

———

Diane Westher stood outside of the McRoses’ home, staring in plain shock at the scene which had unfolded before her in the window.

Charlotte McRose and her son’s best friend, Zack Bishop, had just had incredibly passionate sex, and it had made Diane wet for the first time in years.

The 34 year old woman turned around and walked off hastily, still holding the tray of brownies she was going to bring over to her lonely friend.

Diane hurried home, and when she entered, she saw her son, Gavin, still seated on the couch, playing video games.

For the first time, Diane found herself wishing her son was hotter. She hated herself for thinking it, but she couldn’t get the sight of Zack fucking Charlotte out of her head, but unlike Charlotte, she would never get intimate with one of her son’s best friends.

That was crossing a line.