Eager First Times

by Betsy Locke

  I needed to hear her moan my name while coming.

  I decided that I was going to join Phil for the basketball game. I wasn't sure how I would get alone with Jean again but I knew that she would be able to figure that stuff out. I was sure that she had a lot of practice doing this behind Phil's back.

  I laughed to myself. He might even be in the know about it. He didn't seem to be the kind of guy that cared if his wife went out for the night to get what she wanted.

  My doorbell rang and I collapsed the empty cardboard box that I just emptied and set it on the carpet.

  I opened the door to find Jean standing there with that look on her face. That look that I was hers and there was nothing I could do about it. She was wearing a large coat that went down to her feet and she had it buttoned all the way up. If she was trying to seduce me with her outfit, she was failing.

  Plus it was so hot out. I had no idea why she would be wearing that.

  Jean unbuttoned the coat and opened it up, revealing her tanned body, a white bra that pushed her giant tits up to her chin. Below she had on white panties with garter belts attached to white panty hose. It was looked almost like something you would wear under a wedding dress.

  “Do you like?” she asked. “I bought this especially for you yesterday.”

  I nodded. So that's why she was so desperate to go shopping after we had our hot encounter.

  I grabbed her by the coat and pulled her into my house, peeking my head outside to make sure that nobody saw us. Most people were at work in the middle of the day.

  Jean let the coat fall to the ground. Her eyes were dark and her mouth straight. She had one mission today and there wouldn't be any way to stop her. “Are you ready to fuck me again, Damon?” she asked.

  I loved how straightforward she was but two could play at that game. “Get on your knees, you dirty slut.”

  Her eyes lit up. She'd been wanting this for a long time. Jean did as she was told and got down on my carpet, her head close to my crotch.

  “Take my cock out. Stroke it slowly,” I ordered.

  Jean happily unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down. All that was between us was a black pair of boxer briefs. Jean slowly peeled them off, letting my hardness fling out. I was so big that I almost smacked her in the face.

  “It's so much bigger up close,” she breathed, grasping the base of my shaft. Her fingers could barely reach around to the other side. Jean started to rub me, going up to my tip and then all the way down again.

  “Wrap those lips around me. I want to feel you suck my cock.”

  Jean took me in her mouth, her lips stretching to accommodate my thickness. My hands brushed her red hair out of her face to get a good look at those eyes while I fucked her mouth. I rocked my hips back and forth sliding my meat further down her throat.

  I didn't want to come yet. I couldn't come yet. There was still so much to do to her.

  I pulled myself out. “Stand up and take everything off.”

  Jean got up and stood before me. I watched as she slowly took off her bra and released her tits. I got to enjoy the view more this time without the sudden fear of being caught. Jean unlatched the garter belts and slipped out of her panties.

  “Stop right there. I want to do the rest.”

  I got down on the ground and kissed her thighs. I rolled the pantyhose down her legs, one at a time. My fingers lightly brushed against her pubic mound to make her cry out.

  I stepped back and examined her closely. She would make any man fall to their knees. Everything about her was perfect. Legs, arms, tits, ass, hips, lips, hair, eyes. I could go on and on about her.

  “Come here and kiss me,” I said.

  Jean complied and hugged her arms around me. Her perfume was divine. I touched my lips to hers just barely. Just enough to spark that excitement. Her mouth separated more and I wrapped my arms around her back to pull her deeper into the kiss.

  “I love the way you hold me,” she whispered in my ear. She kissed my neck while I clutched her mammoth boobs hard until she howled in pain.

  Her body was warm against me. I could feel her hard nipples poking into my pecs. My cock was pressed to her belly, throbbing and waiting for that sweet release. My balls would have to wait a little while longer before I found my release.

  I wanted to play a little bit more.

  Chapter Six

  “Get down on all fours and face away from me.”

  Jean got down on the ground and relinquished her ass to me. I got down on the carpet and dipped a finger between her pussy lips. She was so soaking wet that I slipped in with ease. I pulled my finger out and put it in my mouth.

  “You taste so good,” I said.

  Jean whipped her fiery hair back and turned her head to me. “Fuck me now, Damon. I'm so ready for you.”

  “I'll tell you when it's time,” I yelled, bringing my open hand down on her ass.

  Jean cried out and asked for more. I knew she would like pain. I slapped her cheeks over and over again until they were red and raw.

  Now she was ready.

  I took my stance behind her and grabbed onto her love handles. “This is going to be rough,” I announced before hammering into her full force. My enormous cock split that pussy wide open as I drilled into her.

  My hips met her ass and I pulled out so I could pound into her again.

  “Oh my god, it feels so fucking good,” Jean said. “I'm going to come.” She collapsed all around me, her pussy tightening around my thickness. Her orgasm was so intense that she couldn't hold herself up anymore while I fucked her. I had to grab onto her shoulders to keep her upright.

  I picked up speed, my balls burning with the need to come. Every thrust brought me closer to my climax. My body crashed into that bubbly ass.

  “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” I pulled out and shot streams of white cum into the air, painting Jean's back and ass with my art.

  She was completely covered with semen before my balls were drained, my seed dripping onto my carpet.

  Jean fell to the ground. “I love feeling your warm cum all over me, Damon.”

  “I'm not done with you yet, Jean. We still have hours until your husband comes home and I'm going to use up every second of that time.”

  I wasn't going to be finished until I covered every inch of her skin with my cum.

  The End

  Story Thirty Two

  Copyright 2018

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  Description

  It's about to get hot in here.

  Justin is hired by the older woman next door to do some chores around the house.

  His first time will be unforgettable.

  Chapter One

  “Justin, can you come down for a moment,” my mom yelled.

  I threw the video game controller on my bed and got up. Ever since I came home from college, my mom had been bugging me about chores and more chores.

  If trying to hold a summer job was hard enough, my mom wanted me to wash the dishes, set the table, take out the trash, clean my room, vacuum the carpet. If I knew it was going to be this bad, I would've stayed back at college.

  At least there, nobody bugged me every second.

  I slumped down the stairs and found my mom in the kitchen. She wore a light blue apron and took out a baking tray of fresh cookies. I went to snatch one and my mom slapped my hand before I could touch them.

  “Those aren't for you,” she snapped.

  “Who are they for then?”

  “That's what I called you down here for. Do you know about Miss Allen next door?”

  I shook my head. I didn't really pay attention to news around the neighborhood once I moved away.

  “Shes the single woman that just moved in. She's very nice and I thought she could use some
cookies. I want you to take these over there as a welcome gift.”

  Seemed easy enough.

  I watched with drool at the corner of my lips as my mom transferred every single cookie over to a plate and wrapped foil over it.

  “Can you at least leave one for me,” I pleaded with her. The hunger in my stomach was overwhelming.

  “I'll cook you another batch soon.”

  Soon meant never. I couldn't remember the last time I had freshly baked cookies.

  My mom handed me the plate. “Now be on your best behavior when you go over there. I want you to give her a good impression. Don't screw this up.”

  “Don't worry, it's just cookies.”

  I stepped outside in the boiling sun and could feel sweat already accumulating on my brow. This summer was going to be brutal. Thank god for air conditioning in my room.

  I walked on the sidewalk to the house next door. Every home on Cherry Lane was exactly the same. Same beige color and same model; two bedrooms and a bonus room.

  Miss Allen's front door was the same burgundy as my parents'. I took the little gold knocker in my fingers and hit it lightly against the door twice.

  I waited holding the plate of cookies and wondered if I had time to sneak one out. My mom would never know and Miss Allen wouldn't either. I quickly lifted the foil and then I heard footsteps approach the door. I put the foil back and stood up straight.

  The hottest piece of ass opened the door wearing only a tiny white towel. “What can I help you with?” she asked.

  Miss Allen was in her early forties with dark curly hair that was wet from a shower. The towel could barely wrap around the biggest goddamn tits my eyes had ever seen. I'd never even kissed a girl before let alone seen a woman this close to being naked. My imagination ran wild.

  What would she look like without that towel on.

  Suddenly I realized that she was waiting for me to answer her. I did my best to keep eye contact and not stare into that deep cleavage. “Um, my mom wanted me to bring you some cookies she baked. We live next door.”

  Miss Allen smiled a perfect pair of blindingly white teeth. “Well isn't that nice of the both of you. Can you come in and set them down on the counter.”

  I wasn't expecting to be asked inside. My feet were frozen in place like they were stuck in cement.

  Miss Allen left the door opened and sauntered off into the house. I reluctantly picked my heavy foot and placed it over the threshold. I followed the older woman in a towel as she led me to the kitchen. My eyes bounced back and forth as her big hips swayed side to side.

  And that ass. Wars could be waged for an ass that enormous.

  That hourglass figure of hers could do some serious damage.

  “You can set down the cookies right there.” She pointed to the white-tiled counter-tops.

  She tore off the foil and bent down to smell the cookies. I could see right down her towel. A stiffening in my pants made me press up against the counter. It was embarrassing and I didn't want her to find out.

  “These smell amazing. Do you want one?” she asked. Miss Allen did her best to try and cover herself up but whenever she shifted the towel, I got an eyeful of her naked skin that was glorious.

  “I would love a cookie,” I replied. I took the first bite but it didn't even register in my head. There was too much going on and my body couldn't handle it.

  “What's your name?” Miss Allen asked, taking a bite of the cookie.

  I almost choked on the cookie. “My name? It's Justin.”

  She outstretched her hand. “Nice to meet you, Justin. I'm Diana Allen.”

  That was the most beautiful name I'd ever heard.

  Chapter Two

  I stood there and finished my cookie. I didn't know whether I was supposed to excuse myself to leave or not.

  Miss Allen looked me up and down. “Are you going to school?” she asked. Her plump red lips were begging to be kissed. They perfectly matched her red fingernails.

  I pressed my hips against the counter harder. My erection wasn't going away any time soon. I nodded. “I'm going to college right now. I'm only home for the summer.”

  Miss Allen cooed and sidled up next to me. “A college boy. You must have the girls clawing to get at you.”

  I scratched the back of my head. “Not really,” I confessed. I was so busy with my schoolwork that I barely had time to lift my head out of my books. Girls were not a priority.

  But Miss Allen was a top priority. A real mature woman.

  “I have a proposition for you,” she said, taking a cookie and taking a bite of half of it. She offered me the other half. I could see the smudge of her lipstick on it.

  I eagerly took the cookie and put it in my mouth. That was going to be the closest I'd get to feeling those lips.

  Miss Allen continued, “I was looking for someone who could do some housework for me. Mowing the lawn, raking leaves, and cleaning the pool. I can pay you.”

  I was going to say yes even before she offered money. Doing more chores during the summer wasn't going to be much fun but if it was for Miss Allen...

  “Yeah I think I can do some housework for you.” It was time to go but my cock was still standing at attention. There was nothing to do about it now.

  “Perfect! How about tomorrow? Say around 2:00 PM?” Miss Allen led me back to the front door and opened it for me.

  I tried to drink in her body as much as I could before I left. “That works for me. I'll see you tomorrow.”

  “Don't forget to tell your mother thank you for the cookies.”

  “I will,” I replied, stepping outside.

  “Bye, Justin,” she said, her eyes glancing quickly at the rod at my pants.

  I immediately blushed. “Bye, Miss Allen.” I couldn't believe she saw the outline of my cock in my pants. She knew how hard I was for her.

  There was no rush to get home. I took my time and my penis finally softened up. That woman was something else. I'd never seen anyone like that before. She had curves in all the right places. And they were big curves.

  I walked through the screen door of my house and my heart was still racing. I needed to go to my room and cool off the hot coals in my balls.

  My mom stopped me. “How was Miss Allen?”

  “She was uh fine,” I said. I tried to escape but she wouldn't let me go again.

  “And did she like the cookies?”

  “Yeah she thought they were really good.”

  “You were over there for a while.”

  What was she accusing me of? It's not like I was over there all night. Maybe thirty minutes tops. No longer than that. “Miss Allen wanted to ask me if I could help her with some housework. She said she'll pay me.”