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Subject: {ASSM} inspiring a team mate
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Date: Thu, 12 Feb 2004 15:10:06 -0500
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For the purpose of this story I will call myself K. I am the 36 year
old divorced mother of an enegertic 15 year old son who is into every
kind of sports imagineable. I am divorced because my sons father had a
secretary who like to take more than dictation. I live comfortably in
a nondescript upper middle class neighborhood. I recieve a sizeable
portion of my former spouses salary in alamony and support for our
son. I am educated and work part time in the real estate business.
This gives me time to participate in all of my sons athletic
activities. At my age most of the moms are kind of dumpy and have
thoes middle age hips. I on the other hand have kept up with my
college exercise program. I am 5'9" or 6ft in heels. I weigh a healthy
140 and sport a nice 36 D rack. I died my hair after the divorce from
brown to blond with highlights and shaved myself so no one can tell
that it is ont real. I am thought of as the coolest mom by all of my
sons friends and do all I can to motivate my son and his team mates to
play at their best. Well last year my son was given a starters
position on the basketball team. As a softmore that is highly unsusal,
but he is an exceptionally good shooter. The only problem was that his
performance was not as it should be because one of his team mates was
not playing up to his potential. A 6ft 3 junior name Terrance, was not
giving it 100 percent. His lack of playing defense was hurting my son
and his team. I became concerned so I talked to the coach and asked
what was wrong. He told me that Terrance had been having some
motivational problems lately and that he had been hanging out with the
wrong type of people from his neighbor hood. Well I knew that sports
was my sons life and that doing well here meant a good scholarship to
a top ranked school. His father and I can afford to send him to
college, but not the type he wants to go to. So I decided to take it
up on myself to find a way to motivate Terrace into doing better.
     It was a on a Friday, just after a weekly game. I had told my son
to invite Terrance over for the weekend. My son was thrilled but kind
of puzzled. I told him that it would be a good oppertunity for him and
his friend to work on their defense over the weekend. My son asked the
kid over and he accepted. I could tell when I picked them up at school
that Terrance was kind of nervous. He go into my Mercedies and just
looked around. I greeted him with a smile and began to engage in small
talk. We got home and he and my son went off into the den to play
games and unwind. I had Terrance here not I set my plan in motion to
get his attention. Most of the evening was uneventful, my son turns in
early so he was out by 9 pm. That left Terrance and I alone with the
house to ourselves. Terrance was in the den watching videos in just
his sweat pants. He had taken his shirt off and I could see the
ripples in his abdomon and the way his black chest was begining to
sculpt. I went up stairs and got out of my clothes and changed into a
satin robe a thong and a pair of 3 inch kitten heeled house shoes. I
came back down stairs with my robe tied tightly at the waste but loose
at the top. I wanted the young man to get a good look. I entered the
den with a cup of herbal tea in my hand. Terrance looked startled when
I sat down in the chair across from the couch. I just gently smiled
over the cup and continued to sip my tea. I adjusted my position so
that my top was slightly more open, exposing more of my porcelian
breast. I quietly looked at a book as Terrance tried not look my way.
He kept shifting his position and I could see that his sweats had
bulged and that he was getting uncomfortable. I eventually finished my
tea and set the cup down. I knew that we has good and excited by now.
I put my book aside and politely ask the young man how he had been
doing. With a hesitation he replyed. I began to politely delve into
his game and home life and before long I began to get a picture of a
very talented young man who was facing pressure and no real support
for his ambitions or dreams. As we talked I let my robe fall open a
little more until it just covered the tops of my  nipples. By this
time the poor young man was in utter agony. I finally worked the
conversation to Terrances performance on the court. Terrace said that
he just did not have a real reason to focus on the game, it was at
this point that i made my move. I slowly got up from my chair and
walked over to sit down by the young man. I placed my hand on his knee
and moved close to him. I smiled delicately and leand over exposing my
breast and nipples to him. I then asked him in my sexiest voice if he
would perform better if he had a little motivation. With that the
young man was all stutters. I gently let out a breath and took that as
a yes. I then let my hand trail over to his crotch. I knew young men
were prone to cum quickly but could recover just as quickly. I gently
grabbed his bulge and slid my and up and down it. The young man just
sat frozen like a stone. He didn't even breathe heavy. I cannot
imagine what he was wondering or if he even thought at all, but here
was this hot older woman fondling his long hard black rod. I didnot
waste time with pleasantries. I skillfully pulled down his sweats
giving me direct access to his cock. I then leaned my head over and
slid my tounge skillfully up and down the length of it and over the
top. I thought the young man would explode right there in my face, but
he didn't go just yet. I leaned over father into his lap and began to
bob my head up and down as I took his lond slender black cock into my
mouth. I went down a little further with each stroke until the head
hit the back of my throat. At this point I was only two thirds of the
way down. I cocked my head slightly and got ready to give this young
man suprise. I had gotten lots of pratice with my sons dad over the
years so this was not all that difficult, though Terrance was at least
3 inches longer than my former husband. I then went down slowly,
taking another inch past my throat. I think it startled Terrance when
he heard the gurgling sound come from my throat as I deep throated
him. With two more motions I took it all, all eleven inches was down
my throat. I then pursed my lips around the head of his cock and began
to slowly suck up and down as I covered his cock with saliva. With
each slow stroke I could tell the warm wet feeling of my throat was
becoming too much for the young man. I mentally prepared myself for
the torrent of semen he was about to release into my mouth. Finally I
took my hand and gently fondled his nuts with my long manacured nails.
This drove him over the top. I felt his hand come up to the back of my
head as he gently held me in place afraid that I might with draw at
the last miunet, but I went all the way down as his nuts tightend up
and he unleashed a torrent of his seed into my mouth. I just held
myself there swallowing as best I could. By the time it was over, cum
was dripping out of my mouth. I just took my tounge and licked it off
of my lips and licked Terrance clean and erect before I rasied up and
looked at the glass eyed youth. I sat back up and we just looked at
each other. He could only stair in disbelife and fear. I took his
trembling hand and placed it into my robe so he could feel my hot
brest and I simply ask him if he thought he could do better in the
next game. He just stared at me blankly and nodded as I felt his
strong hand begin to caress my hard nipples. I knew I had gotten his
attention now to make sure I could keep it. To be continued

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