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Subject: Title story: "Son's College Friend Is A Stud" Author: INCESTOR 63985033
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Date: Thu, 05 Jan 2006 17:59:56 +0000
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Son's College Friend Is A Stud by bombshellwife "I really can't believe I'm
doing this!" That was all I could think as I straddled this gorgeous young
college stud. I secretly had wanted this all night, of course, but I had no idea
my innermost desires would land me in bed with this great looking guy... riding
him like a wild stallion, no less. First, you must understand I'm not usually
like this. At least not to this degree. You see, for 20 years I've been the
loyal wife, the loving mother. But for a long time I've wondered if there
shouldn't be more sexual excitement in my life. My name is Deanne, and I married
Richard when I was 18. At 38 years of age I still look pretty darn sexy, if I do
say so myself. Most people have a hard time believing I'm a day over 30 because
I exercise and take care of my body. (I just wish someone else would!) I guess
that's part of the problem. Richard hardly pays me any attention anymore. I know
I'm still very desirable because I get "the look" from every young guy that sees
me. Part of it is just knowing how to dress, don't you think? I mean, I love to
wear low cut tops that show of my firm 36C breasts. And my toned, tanned,
muscular legs always get the stares...from men and women alike. I do enjoy
showing them off, too, I must admit... in high heels, short tight skirts, thigh
highs... you know what I mean. Sitting in a public place, finding a lonely,
horny guy sitting by himself, and giving him a show he'll remember for years. Or
teasing a poor helpless shoe salesman with a peek up my dress, it's all in fun,
you know. That's how this whole thing got out of control I guess. My 18 year old
son Brian called to say he was coming home for the weekend from college and was
bringing a friend. As usual, Richard was out of town on business, and I was
lonely and incredibly horny. I had planned a trip to a local bar where I could
showcase my new black miniskirt, strappy heels and skimpy mesh thong. I figured
I would draw a little attention, you know, just for kicks, then head home for
the evening to pleasure myself by the fire. But all that changed when Brian
introduced me to his roommate Steve. I could feel my mouth watering and my
panties moistening as I gazed on this 6 foot 2 inch Greek god of a young man. I
tried to appear calm, but I immediately began fantasizing about all the
positions we might enjoy together. This time, however, it was different. This
wasn't just some stranger at the mall, or some half-wasted executive staring
across a poorly-lit lounge. This hard mountain of a man was actually in my
house... and staying for the weekend! "Get a grip," I thought to myself. "You
simply cannot let this happen." Even though I tried to block out my lustful
thoughts, I dressed for the evening just the same. I fixed dinner for the two of
them wearing the black miniskirt (rolled up once at the waist just for extra
effect) lace top thigh highs, and those lovely mesh panties. Just for fun I
sprayed the panties liberally with my sexiest perfume. I don't know if they
noticed the smell or not, but it absolutely drove me crazy. During dinner I kept
looking for excuses to cross and uncross my legs so Steve could see up my dress.
Several times I caught him looking, but I had to be cool since my own son was in
the same room. I even unbuttoned the top of my blouse to show Steve I wasn't
wearing a bra... as if my hard nipples pushing against that soft shiny silk
weren't obvious enough to everyone. As we started dessert I quietly pushed off
my shoes and teased Steve's legs under the table. By now we were both so hot we
could have fucked right there on the kitchen floor, but first we had to get rid
of Brian. As long as he was in the house this had no chance of happening. After
dinner the three of us sat in the den and chatted for a while, as I again took
every opportunity to flash and tease Steve unmercifully. Once, when Brian got up
to make a phone call I boldly stood up, pulled my skirt above my waist and gave
Steve a brief lap dance, not allowing him to touch me. It was unbelievably
exciting feeling his hard cock underneath me, begging to get out of those
pants... and my son, just a few feet around the corner on the phone. Finally,
Brian announced that he was going out with some of his high school buddies and
invited Steve to join him. Brian, amazingly enough, said he was pretty tired and
wanted to stay home and just get in bed. "What a coincidence," I thought, "I was
just thinking about getting you in bed myself." Even before the glare from
Brian's headlights cleared the driveway Steve was pushing his hands up my skirt.
I could feel my pulse quickening with every caress from his probing fingers. I
knew this was wrong but I was helpless to stop him... what am I saying? I had no
intention of stopping him, or letting him stop! I grabbed his tight buns in my
hands and rhythmically ground his pelvis into mine as my tongue pushed deeply
into his mouth. By now my blouse was completely undone and his soft wet lips and
probing tongue were creating havoc across my erect nipples. I instinctively
squeezed at his crotch and again felt that tremendous love muscle that had
squirmed beneath me during my lap dance only moments before. I grabbed at his
belt and worked frantically to free this throbbing beast from it's harsh
restraints. As I finally held the warm flesh of his thick cock in my hand I knew
we had passed the point of no return. If we were going to do this, we were going
to do it right. I tugged at his dick and led him like a little leashed puppy
back to my bedroom. After pushing him onto the bed I proceeded to give him the
strip tease of his life. As I slowly, tauntingly began to remove every strip of
clothing from my feverish body he stroked himself to maintain the fullness of
his erection. I almost came right then and there, just watching him rub his
gorgeous dick, preparing it for the wonderful release that was soon to come.
Now, completely entranced, my skirt dropped effortlessly to the floor and I
danced before him in my heels, hose and thong. Next the heels... kicking them
playfully at him. Then the thigh highs... watching him brush them each across
his face. Lastly the black thong. He pressed it to his face and inhaled deeply
as he lusted for the odor of my moistness mixed with the tempting perfume.
Finally he could stand no more. He pulled my love-hungry body to the bed and
buried his mouth into my breasts. Again, the nibbling at my nipples drove me
near the point of insanity. His hands probed every inch of my back and legs as
his tongue slowly descended southward. I know it was a low, guttural, almost
tribal sound that echoed through the room as his tongue quickly flashed across
my swollen clitoris. I'd never even heard such a sound, much less think I was
capable of making it, but my haunting moans grew louder as he continued his
work. The kissing sounds made me feel faint as he pressed further into my
swollen lips, first licking then sucking, enjoying every drop of my sweet love
juice. I don't know if it's even possible, but I could swear my quivering
vaginal lips were kissing him back! I'd never felt so wet in my entire life and
though I desperately wanted him to fuck me I couldn't seem to pull myself away
from his wonderful, magical tongue and the ecstasy it was delivering. My thighs
were now trembling and I barely had the strength to stand as I exploded into his
mouth with my first orgasm. I grabbed his jet black hair and pulled his face
deeper into my pussy, giving myself every last ounce of pressure I needed to
finish this glorious climax. Finally, I sank to the floor, weak from the power
of his tongue, only to find myself staring directly into the shaft of his rock
hard manhood. I lunged for it, without shame, burying the head deep into my
mouth and sucking it like I had never sucked before. Holding his firm balls in
my hand I teased and tickled them with my nails to enhance his pleasure, knowing
it would drive him utterly mad. My eyes cut upward so I could watch as I
tortured him with such intense pleasure. But he would not "get off" quite so
easily tonight. After bringing him to the brink of fulfillment several times I
would back off and start again. "Trust me," I said, "It'll make it so much
better when I finally let you come." I enjoyed the power, the role of older
woman... the tutor... the controlling seductress! It was pretty obvious he was
enjoying it too. After 20 minutes or so I decided it was time to let him have
what he really wanted... want all men wanted... my wonderful, wet pussy. I
pushed him backwards on the bed and climbed onto him like an animal, pushing his
hands above his head. I was still in charge here, he would submit to me if he
wanted what I had to give. My hands brushed up and down his young, firm body as
I paused to enjoy the sensual sight of his tight, muscular form. Grabbing his
throbbing cock into my hand I began pressing it against the wet lips of my
pussy. I could feel his heart pounding beneath me and it made me even hotter
knowing how much he really wanted to fuck me. He was completely in my power,
almost in a trance-like state as my despicable teasing continued. Finally, I let
him have me. With one quick thrust, I stuffed his full shaft deep within the
depths of my slippery love tunnel. My head arched back quickly as I felt the
release from months of aching, longing so to be fucked like the sexy woman I
knew I was. My next orgasm was twice as intense as the first as I helplessly
quivered on top of his throbbing joy stick. Almost without effort I rode him,
faster and faster until at last he could hold it in no more. He shrieked at the
top of his lungs and every muscle in his body convulsed as he shot every last
drop of his liquid love pearls deep inside me. I came again, even more
violently, mostly from the erotic excitement of watching this muscular god
quiver helplessly beneath me. The rush of power and control was unbelievable. It
was such a tremendous release that I could actually feel the force of his
pulsing cum as it shot against the back of my vagina and slowly trickled down my
leg. After we were finished we kissed for a while and I held him inside me as
long as I could until finally, afraid Brian would return, we dressed and
returned to the den. Neither of us spoke a word about what happened the rest of
the weekend. I can't exactly explain where this adventure will take me, but I do
know this much. Richard has informed me that he'll be out of town again next
weekend, and Brian has invited me to college to visit with him... and Steve, at
their apartment. Maybe nothing will happen, we'll just have to wait and see I
guess. It probably isn't a good idea... a married woman, involved with such a
young guy. I was just wondering though... should I pack the red lace thong
panties or the white satin g-string? I know... I'm so bad! I'll let you know
what I decided next time. Love, Deanne
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