James, do you want a coke?

Mrs. Melba says again, "James do you want a coke?

Then she continues, "What is with you tonight you keep zoning out?"

"Oh I just had a hard week at school; I am just tired I guess" you answer her covering wicked thought about her. "A coke would be nice, can I use the bathroom?"

"Sure" she answers, "Use the one in my bedroom as the main bath is broken."

I head back to the bathroom; passing through her bedroom I see one of her bras on the dresser. It is black and lacy with big cups to accommodate her big tits. For some reason I am drawn to it, and I pick it up. It smells of her perfume, and my cock is instantly hard as I bring the bra to my face.

I can't help myself and I unzip my pants and begin to stroke my cock. I am so excited that I am dribbling pre-cum already and I begin to jack fast and hard at once. I thought about her big tits, and how I would like to blow my load all them and her stiff nipples. I imagined her nipples to be big and thick, nice pink tips on her big tits.

My cock is so excited that in less than thirty seconds I am ready to cum. The fat head of my cock is so sensitive, and I rub the soft bra all over it. Then I rub my balls with the soft fabric of the bra as I imagine myself tit fucking Mrs. Melba. I can feel my balls tighten, and I let my orgasm explode in my head. I catch the long streams of cum that shoot from my cock in her bra, filling one cup with a couple of shots, and then jacking the rest of my load into the other side. My orgasm is intense and it is all I can do to not collapse to my knees.

I bolt to attention when I hear Mrs. Melba from the other room say, "James, are you alright in there?"

"Yes, I am fine" I say tossing the cum soaked bra back on the dresser, zipping up and heading back into the living room.

I drank the coke and we made small talk for a few more minutes until Syd showed up and we took off to go out.

All night I wondered what Mrs. Melba would think when she put on the gooey bra that I had left for her. I wondered if she would confront me for jacking my load in her bra. I wondered if I should tell Syd my lustful thought for his mother. I wondered if I was some kind of sick pervert to lust after a woman so much older than myself.