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My Mother’s Friend IIAfter Deb and I had sex the first time (I won’t call it love…yet, but there was a lot of like there), to say I followed her around like a love sick puppy would be an understatement. She’d taken a virgin boy and made him a … well certainly not a confident, mature, well rounded lover, but I was quite an enthusiastic young fella. The second time was almost two weeks after the first. I’d been over to the house numerous times, sitting in the kitchen in the morning, holding hands and kissing and a little petting, but nothing beyond that. The weekend arrived and so had Indian Summer. The temperature climbed back up into the upper 70’s and I had shorts on, probably for the last time that year.I’d gotten my brace off and was free to exercise, just no contact sports or skydiving. So I was out for a walk around the neighborhood when I saw Deb moving stuff around the garage. I stopped in and lent a hand.She noticed a buldge in my shorts, due to my semi-hard cock, because I was around her, and said, “Mmm! Yummy shorts.” “If you see something you like, feel free to grab it!” I replied. Hoping she would grab something, but she chuckled and we kept working.“I made some cookies. Would you like to come in and have a few?” She asked when we had finished.Besides women, cookies are a weakness, I admit. So who was I to say no? “Sure!” I said. We went inside where she made a plate of chocolate chip and pecan cookies, and some brownies. She poured some milk and we grabbed them and went into the living room.Her husband was in his recliner lounge watching TV. He greeted me, but went back to the TV viewing, as Deb got the Backgammon board out. We sat down in the love seat, which was behind and to the left of his recliner, and settled into a game and come cookies. Deb sat on the left side of the love seat, while I occupied the right (so right behind Mr. Deb).We had the Backgammon board on the love seat between us and we were turned in towards each other, so our knees were almost touching. We were quite close together. She was trash talking me as we played, and I was giving it back to her, when she won the game. She smiled and placed her hand on my knee and gave it a squeeze and a cute smirk. She had on a fresh coat of lipstick, which I was noticing from our close proximity. When she smiled and talked and licked her lips, I was somewhat mesmerized. I think she noticed, because she’d pout and pucker her lips and look at me. As we were playing, I noticed her hand hadn’t moved from my knee. I spread my leg out wider and she brushed the inside of my thigh, as she moved her hand to move her piece. Then her hand returned.Whenever her husband turned to talk to us, her hand was always moving towards the board, even if it wasn’t her turn, but otherwise, she was taking the opportunity to touch my knee and thigh with each turn. I’d respond by touching her hand and gazing into her eyes, watching her lips and trying to see down her blouse. Turns out, I just needed to be patient.Her husband worked a factory job and had to be at work at 5:30 am, güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri so he was an early to bed person. So about 7:30, he announced that he was heading to bed. We said goodnight and he went upstairs. The d****s were closed, the TV was on and we were alone.The touching immediately became more provocative. She didn’t stop at just a brush to the inside of my thigh, but she slipped her hand up under the leg of my shorts, but stopped short of actually grabbing anything. She kep doing that until I was very uncomfortable, because I had an obvious raging hard-on and it was kinked. It hurt, so finally I stood up to rearrange myself when she said, “Here, let me help with that.” She moved my hands away from my shorts that I was trying to adjust by moving the waistband around. She slid her hand up the leg of my shorts and grabbed my erect penis through my underwear, slid her hand towards the base of my cock and gave it a nice squeeze. Then she moved it so it was pointing up and to my left (her right) following the fold of my leg and hip. “There,” she said, “better? Sit down and let’s finish our game.”I sighed and smiled and said, “Much better. Thank you for the assist.”“Oh, any time. Any time at all.” She said with a big, big smile.After I sat down, she leaned over and kissed me, hard. I couldn’t help but smile all the way through it. I took the opportunity to caress her breast and run my hand up and down her leg and the inside of her thigh, which she strategically left accessible by spreading her legs apart for me.We intermittently played backgammon as we made out, just to keep up appearances, but it started to get late. I had class the next morning, as I’d enrolled in the local college at the beginning of the fall, so I knew I probably needed to go to bed. So we packed up the backgammon board and picked up the glasses and plate and took them back to the kitchen. As she washed the glasses and the plate, I pressed my hips up against her bottom and nuzzled and kissed her neck and shoulders. Then, when she was done, she turned off the kitchen light and wrapped her arms around my neckto give me a long kiss, flicking her tongue across my lips. Once I caught on, I fondled her tongue with mine. Our hands were all over each other. At one point she was on her knees and had pulled up my shirt and was kissing across the lower part of my stomach and she reached up the leg of my shorts, under my underwear and wrapped her hand around my erection. She released it, unzipped and unbuttoned my shorts and pulled them down, along with my underwear. I was leaned up against the counter, with my pants down around my ankles, Deb on her knees and her hand jacking my cock slowly, up and down. I don’t have a king kong dong, by any stretch. It’s average (6.5-7”), but Deb was petite and her hand small, so in her hand it looked huge. I notice my cock is largest when I’m extremely excited, and boy was I excited! She was enjoying herself. Her eyes locked on my rod in the dim light. The living room lights were on, two güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri rooms away, providing the only light in the kitchen. She apparently came to a decision, because she stood up, grabbed my hand and started leading me down into the basement. I walked out of my shorts, so I was wearing nothing but a t-shirt. I stopped to grab my shorts (good thing) and we headed to the basement.Here we were again, approaching our “love” bed. She started crawling up onto the bed and I grabbed at the waistband of her pants. She let them slide down over her wonderfully round bottom and silky granny panties and let me pull down her pants. I rubbed my hands over her bottom and then my face, as she kept it up in the air for my appreciation. Her bottom felt warm and soft and totally awesome!She rolled over and raised her hips to start taking off her panties and I was there to help. I slipped them down over her thighs, her knees, and knelt on the floor to get them off over her feet. I was kneeling between her knees and started kissing them and rubbing my hands over her thighs, kissing higher up along her legs. She’d closed her legs as I worked my way up, so I pressed my face down into her pubic hair and took a deep breath. She smelled…”earthy”. Not sweet like a flower. A little spicy, I’m sure full of pheromones. A stronger body smell, but not in a bad way. I was surprised at how much I liked her smell and kept my nose down there smelling her scent while she stroked my hair. I kissed her pubes and moved over to her hips, but was then blocked by her blouse, from going higher. I straddled her legs, so my cock rubbed and moved across her pubic region, while I unbuttoned her blouse. I touched her breasts at the top of her bra and stroked her belly, hips and pubic region. I got off of her, so she could sit up and I helped her take her blouse the rest of the way off. Then I was faced with her “Jayne Mansfield full figured bra”. It was a fortress, but she instructed me on how to help her take it off. I was behind her, my cock riding up her back. The precum creating wet spots at various spots and I helped her out of her bra. But when we were done, I was able to lean my head onto her shoulder, reach around and palm her breasts and hug her to me. It was a feeling I’d never forget. Her arms wrapped around mine hugging them to her, with me pressed up against her back, nuzzling her neck and ears. I must have tickled something because all the sudden she jerked away and looked playfully back at me. Then she laid down on her stomach and stretched out. “Lay on top of me.” She instructed in a whisper. We had to remember her husband was up on the second floor, presumably sleeping.I positioned myself over her, kissing her back and shoulders on my way up to her neck. I felt the head of my cock ride up along the crack of her bottom. When I was over her, my cock and balls were dragging along the curve of her ass, then I nestled down on top of her. Gently rubbing my cock along her ass crack. She obviously enjoyed that güvenilir bahis şirketleri because she kept wiggling her butt. “Oh, Deb.” I softly moaned. I as throbbing and the rubbing against her felt so good. Finally she whispered, “Let me roll over.” I moved to get off of her and she she moved at the same time the bed made a loud CREAK!We froze and were very quite for a few minutes, then we started giggling. Which grew until we both had to bury our faces in pillows to keep our loud laughter from being heard. Deb settled herself down and raised her arm inviting me down. As I nestled beside her we started kissing and her hand immediately went to my aching cock.We were side by side and she placed her top leg on top of mine. My hand wandered down across her body until I touched between her legs. She was soaked and her smell was even more pronounced. My head was swimming. She stopped stroking my cock. Just held it firmly in her hand as my finger sank between her pussy lips. I could feel her swollen labia and this was sensitive, because her breath would catch, as I gently dipped my fingers between the lips. I prodded the entry to her vagina for more lubrication and rubbed it up over her pussy lips and clit. Her hips would buck every time I touched her clit. She took my hand at one point and guided my finger up into her and held it there. Rocking her hips slightly as my fingertip was about a knuckle and a half deep inside of her. Her breath was ragged as she let go, my finger sliding out of her and up between her labia to her clit. She kissed me hard and started bucking her hips. I tried to stay with her and apparently succeeded because her breaths started coming in deeper and deeper gasps. Her body went ridged and she held her breath, then let it out half way is an explosive exhale, then suck more air in. This went on for several more seconds (seemed like a long time, but I was enjoying it thoroughly). I knew she was cumming and I was so happy that I’d helped her. She held me close. My cock was tapping against her pussy, when all the sudden we heard footsteps coming down the stairs from the second floor. Deb jumped out of bed, I helped her grab her cloths and put them in her hands. “Get dressed.” She whispered and she sprinted to the laundry room.“Deb? You coming to bed? It’s late!” He called down the basement steps.“Yes, just finishing up some laundry before I come up.” She replied.“Did you drop something?” And he started down the stairs.She poked her head around the corner from the laundry room, she’d gotten her shirt on, “Yes, but it’s fine. Go to bed, I’ll be there in a moment.”He reversed course and headed upstairs.As he hit the stairs to the second floor, Deb came back around to me. Hugged me tight and told me I had to go.We both finished getting dressed and we listened. Deb went upstairs, to turn off the lights in the living room. She circled back to the kitchen, to let me out the back door.As I was leaving, she hugged me and whispered, “Come back in the morning.” And let me out the back door. It was dark and I circled around the dark side of the house and waited. The back porch light eventually came on, as I waited in the dark. I saw the upstairs hallway light come on, then the bathroom light and I made my exit. I masturbated at home to relieve some of the pressure, but it was a long night with out a lot of sleep. Thinking about tomorrow…

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