Go big or go home

"You bet I was, and I noticed those nipples," you said, licking your lips with an evil smile. "They're not the only thing standing at attention," you continue and look down. Syd's mom's eyes follow yours down to your crotch and you both plainly see the tent forming in the loose material along your thigh.

"Mmm," Mrs. Melba cooed. "You know, I've had my eye on you for some time, James," she said demurely, walking around the counter to you. "I've sort of had a crush on you since Henry died, hell, before that, actually."

"But I was just a kid," you say, shocked that she felt the same way about you as you felt about her. Mrs. Melba's hand started stroking the material of your pants and your throbbing man meat covered by them.

"Was is the operative phrase. Fuck me, James. Syd said you'd be dropping by; I made sure he'd be gone all day. I want you to fuck me right here, right now," she said, speeding up the strokes on your cock as she worked the zipper down, giving you more room and her better access. Your hands aren’t idle either, one working on popping buttons over her tits, the other sliding up her thigh, finding her snatch hot, wet, and ever so ready. Your finger tips trace along her silken folds with just enough pressure to know you’re there and her body shudders. Ordinarily you’d be surprised by the lack of panties; given the circumstances, you’re surprised she even wore a bra.

“Ohhhhh,” she moaned, her breath catching in her throat. The 40 year old vixen shook her head vigorously, flailing her long blonde hair around her head and she hopped up on the counter, right next to the kitchen sink. She hitched her dress up over her hips as she hopped and she spread her tight, toned thighs, her bare pink flower opening deliciously. In less than a second you were spearing her entrance, sliding your thick rod into her tight, hot box.

“Oh fuck…” both of you moan and sigh at the same time. Her heat is incredible, her wetness is intoxicating, and she was clenching you tighter than any pussy you had at university; those 18 year old sluts had nothing on this seasoned veteran.

Grabbing her hips, you push deep inside her, lifting her off the counter top and not stopping until your balls were pressed against her tight, cum glistening ass. Her hands ripped her dress apart, spreading the few unopened buttons flying around the kitchen, bouncing off the tile floor. Her black silk bra tenting as her nipples attempted to pierce the fabric. Your left hand pulls the bra down over the tops of her tits, popping both of them free and making the surprisingly firm jugs bounce deliciously as they became free. One hand found one nipple, your lips sucked the other into your mouth and your other hand held onto her ass as you started sliding into her.

“Like a dream come true,” you moan and start biting her nipple.

“Fuck yeah! Harder! Fuck me harder! Bite that nipple!” she moaned as your hips moved faster. You reply only by growling and chewing on her turgid, eraser sized nipple and pounding your hips against hers. Mrs. Melba’s back arched, her hips slamming into yours and she took you deeper than you had been, making her moan so loud it almost sounded like she was crying out.

“You like that, don’t you,” you say, stating the obvious. “You like getting your cunt speared? How long have you waited for this?” your words hiss as you go back to chewing on her tit. Your other hand mauls her breast, squeezing the nipple between her fingers one second and tenderly stroking the soft, firm orb the next. She moaned again and her pussy clamped down hard on your invading cock. Your hips moved faster as she eagerly accepted your rod into her drooling pussy and she started panting. “You love the dirty talk, don’t you. You like getting your cunt fucked and your nipple bit. I always knew you were a kinky bitch, but not like that. Always so prim and fucking proper. Nice disguise for someone who wants to fuck her son’s best friend!” you taunt, pounding and grinding your crotch to hers on each stroke, pulling completely out and impaling her on your rod as well. Her pussy sucked wetly at your mushroom head on every withdraw and she moaned loud and low every time you pierced her sex.

Faster and faster you pound her, biting her nipple, twisting the other one in your fingers, growling at her as she started orgasming over your cock, her thick honey flowing freely as her pussy clenched and contracted and tried to milk the cum out of you.

“Not yet, whore. I’m not through fucking you yet,” you say with a gleam in your eye. Your words make her cry out and lean back, revealing Syd’s sister Jane standing in the open doorway, her mouth open, wide as she watched you fuck her mom and talk dirty to her. She’d been running, her tits barely contained in a sport bra, her running pants hung low on her hips and no sign of panties or thong. With an absolutely evil grin you start pounding Mrs. Melba harder and faster, making her orgasm stretch even longer, and her pussy squirting juice and wetly sucking at your prick.

“Open your eyes, whore, there’s company watching you get fucked!” you say. Mrs. Melba complies only too willingly and then panic reaches her eyes as she sees her eldest child in the door way, watching with apparent interest as her mother gets a good hard fuck.