Mature Best Friend’s Mom

Ryan unlocked the phone and held it out for her to take. Nancy snatched it out his hands and held the picture up for her to see. The first was blurry and you couldn't see much. Though the second was bang on the money. A perfect capture of herself topless staring right at him.

"Do you like spying on half naked woman do you?"

She asked.

"No Mrs-"

"Do you like peeping over your neighbours fence to get a good view at her tits do you?" She said.

The use of her language shocked him. For the word tits to come out her mouth seemed so inappropriate despite the situation he found himself in.

"No Mrs Brown honest, I don't know what came over me."

Mrs Brown looked at him sternly for a few seconds before deciding what to do with him.

"I should tell your parents you know." Her voice seemed less venomous now.

He did not say a thing.

"Here's what's going to happen. I won't tell your parents if you plan to make it up to me." She said, with a glimmer in her eye.

"What do you mean?" He asked, confused.

"I mean you will come over here once a day to help with my chores. You will come everyday for an hour until I decide enough is enough and you've been dealt your punishment. This is the price for me not to be telling your Mother about this." Nancy was enjoying the role she was playing.

"Okay, whatever you say Mrs Brown. I'm truly sorry." He said, very much thankful for her keeping it between them too.

She deleted the pictures and handed him back his cell.

"Good. Come back tomorrow at mid day and I'll see to something you can do for me. Now go and don't be sneaking a peak at me while I'm sunbathing again or your Mother will be informed."

Ryan spent the last few days helping Mrs Brown with the gardening, cleaning, and washing of her clothes. In truth he did not mind this punishment so much. It gave him something to do and he got to spend more time with such a beautiful elegant woman. He felt as though he was wrapped around her finger but he did not care. He enjoyed it.

Today was no different from the rest. Though when he arrived there was no answer at the door. Her car was out front and music was playing from upstairs. He supposed she was in but just had not heard him. He decided to start the jobs she'd left for him the previous day.

The washing needed done again so he attended to that. Lifting the heavy basket of clothes left and the bottom of the stairs he found the utility room beside the kitchen and started to load the washing machine. He careful tossing items of her clothing and found the task arousing. Her blouse she wore the other day. That covered her naked breasts, it still smelled of her. He picked up her bras to find out she was a D cup, just as he'd suspected.

He even found some used panties. Some were the ones a typical mother would wear, others were more sexy with fishnet trimmings and little bows on the front. He tossed them all into the washing machine and turned it on.

"Mrs Brown?" He called from kitchen.

He called again, this time from the bottom of the stairs. All he could hear was the distant sound of 80's music playing behind a closed door.

He decided to explore to see if she was actually in or not. When he reached the top of her stairs he realised the music was not coming from her bedroom for it was open. It came from the closed door of the bathroom. He heard the shower running and supposed she was currently washing herself. Even this thought excited him. The thought of water cascading down to remove the soap from her tits.

That image made his cock semi erect. However, he ignored the arousal and checked to see if any clothes had been left in her bedroom. Stepping into her bedroom seemed like he was behind enemy lines. Deep down he knew this was a no go. This was her most private place. He was intruding without her knowing. He used the thought of just being in here to collect dirty clothing to put his mind at ease of what he was doing. But to him, deep down it was much more than that.

Her bed had been freshly made and her clothes for the day had been set out. A familiar pair of jeans she wore and white blouse. He stared over at the corner of the room where some clothes had been tossed. He supposed they were dirty and went to pick them up. With the clothes in his hands he was about to return down the stairs when he saw her bedside cabinet drawer was open a little.

At first he went to close it for her, but then he saw it. Something large and purple inside. Surely not? He thought. Opening the drawer revealed a long thick purple vibrator. His heart now raced like it had at the window a few days ago. He picked up and held it in his hands. It was surprisingly heavy and must have been about eight inches. He could guess by the size of his own cock. Which was a respectable six inches.

If this was not intruding her privacy then what was? When the bathroom doors lock clicked the fear set in him once more. Ryan shoved the vibrator back inside the drawer and did his best to leave quietly. Instead he bumped right into Mrs Browns naked body as she dropped the towel from around her in her surprise.

Mrs Brown screamed out of fright and desperately struggled to cover herself with her fallen towel. Ryan saw her breasts again right in front of his own eyes and her round firm ass as she twirled around to hide as much of her as she could. Both her ass-cheeks came into view momentarily and he caught a glimpse of the crack between each cheek.

"RYAN!" She screamed.

"I'm sorry I was just getting your dirty laundry!" He tried to tell her raising his own voice to meet hers.

"What is with you and creeping up on me!?" She now had the towel tightly around her but Ryan could not help but look at the outline of her nipples through the towel.

"I wasn't creeping! Honest." He said trying to reassure her.

Nancy stood with her head in her hands. Now very embarrassed and still coming down from the shock he'd given her.

"There's no stopping you is there Ryan." Her voice now was surprisingly low and delicate.

He'd taken her by surprises she had to admit but it somehow, some way, turned her on. She new he hadn't been creeping around her house. But the coincidence of it that he'd seen her twice now in all her glory. It made her hot between her legs.

"Well I suppose I better get dressed and you better finish up with the house work." She said dismissing the situation.

Nancy returned to her room and closed the door behind her. She was about to get dressed when she'd realised she had no underwear left.

"Ryan?" She called loudly.

"Yes?" He answered.

"I seem to have to underwear left can you...?"

"Certainly, I'll get that for you just now." He said as he made his way down to where he'd collected her clean clothes.

He returned with the clean basket and entered her room. The towel was still wrapped tightly around her and her nipples were still outlined underneath. Mrs Brown picked out her bra and panties and turned away from him. Without waiting for his exit she lowered the towel to her waist. So that her breasts were most definitely out.

Ryan could not move even if he wanted to. She certainly did not wait for his exit to expose herself. Despite the fact he could not see them, he was aroused all the same. She hooked her arms into the bra holes and placed the cups over each breast.

"Could you? It strains me to reach that far." She said.

Ryan hesitated before stepping forward the smoothness of her naked back aroused him. The smell of her coconut conditioner was strong as he stepped close behind her. He was a little taller than her. Being this close behind her gave him an excellent view of down her cleavage. As he took hold of the straps the bra loosened and her left nipple exposed itself. Neither of them mentioned it they both continued as if it hadn't happened. Ryan clasped the bra together and stepped back.

"You didn't think I'd allow you to see the full show did you?" She said. Now waiting for him to leave.

That was his queue to go. However, he did not move. Something was stopping him. She'd allowed him. She had allowed him to see her like this. She could do up her own bra perfectly well. She was teasing him. He knew it. She wanted to turn him on and no doubt it was turning her on as well.

"Ryan you can leave now." She said.

But Ryan didn't move.

"Ryan?" She said, now a little more agitated.

When she turned to face him she was surprised at just how close he was. At first she didn't say anything, she stared into his hazel eyes and he stared back. This was the connection he craved to feel. He'd felt it before but now it was stronger, more intoxicating.

"Rya-"

He kissed her. His lips pressed against her momentarily before he broke off. She was stunned. She didn't say anything neither did he though he was waiting for something.

"Ryan what are y-"

He kissed her again. This time he took a tight hold of her and pulled her into him. When they broke she whispered

"We can't."

He ignored her. He kissed her again. She had the power to stop him. She had only push him away and it would be done. But she didn't, her arms now found his waist. He felt her bra press tight against his chest. The kiss was no longer a slow peck on the lips. It was more passionate. She opened her mouth as passage to let him in.

His tongue darted into her mouth and met hers. She was shy at first. She too knew this was wrong on so many levels. This was her sons best friend. Ryan, the boy she watched grow up. She was snogging him in her bedroom while all she wore was a bra and towel.

Her juices began to flow from her vagina. She hadn't felt this wet in years. Her mound between her legs throbbed and pulsed with every touch of Ryan's tongue on her own.

Naturally they both fell back onto the bed. It wasn't a rough passionate kiss like you saw it the movies. This was a delicate sensual kiss. Their tongues binding themselves together. The temperature rising between them. She reached for the bottom of his shirt and like she did the night he was jumped. She lifted it over his head and outstretched arms.

Their kiss continued until he broke it. Ryan trailed soft kisses down her neck. He licked at her smooth tanned skin. He licked around her ear and over her collarbone. He continued to trail down to her breast where he kissed the skin that was expose to him.

Nancy moaned and ran her free hand through his hair. Ryan continued down not stopping at her breasts. He licked her tummy and kissed her delicately. Part of the towel hid her most private part from him. Her vagina was just below the towel that was barely on her.

"Ryan... Ryan we.... Omg Ryan..." She whispered as she trembled under his touch.

In that moment Ryan moved the only barrier between his lips and hers. The towel fell to her hip. Her pussy lips came into view. Clean shaved, slightly apart and wet, very, very wet.

Ryan did what he planned to do and plunged his outstretched tongue between her folds. Her juices squished against his mouth and he tasted her. Mrs Brown surpassed a scream by biting at the backside of her hand.

Ryan's tongue found the round throbbing bulb between her lips and his tongue went to work. His hands worked on keeping her legs wide open as he gripped her thighs. Mrs Brown let Ryan between her legs, allowing him to perform such an intimate sexual act on her.

She couldn't not resist him. She felt herself slipping to the brink of climax. Her breathing was more laboured. Ryan sensed this and applied more pleasure to her clitoris.

"Oh Ryan! That's it right there don't move!" She held his head right into her pussy as she practically humped or thrust into his face.

Suddenly a car door slamming outside and sent them both to opposite ends of the room.

"John!" She whispered in a loud but hushed voice.

Ryan found his shirt and made for the door. Though he could already hear the front door open.

"Nancy! Where are you? and what's with that damn music?" John shouted.

His footsteps grew louder as he came up each step of the staircase. Ryan panicked and made for the bathroom. Everything was still hot and steamy in there from Mrs Browns shower.

He hadn't time to shut the door so he left it marginally open. John had just come up the stairs when Mrs Brown met him in the hall.

"What do you want?" She asked in a hateful tone.

"I came back for the papers you were meant to sign. Where are they? And what have you been up to?" John looked at her. Her hair was a mess and she wore a towel over her bra.

"I'm just out the shower if you must know. And they are downstairs next to the trash along with your other stuff." She hissed.

"You were going to throw my stuff out?" He asked with a threatening tone.

"I did contemplate it." She smirked in a wicked sort of way.

"You bitch, can't even remain civil for the sake of Joe?!" He shouted.

Mrs Brown laughed.

"For the sake of Joe? I don't suppose you were thinking about the sake of Joe or this family for that matter when you were screwing his teacher!"

"Where is he?" John demanded to know.

"He's at camp! You'd know that if you paid him any interest!"

Ryan heard John check Joe's room despite her telling him he was at camp.

"What do you think you're doing?" She said.

John had brushed passed Nancy and was now looking about her bedroom. I'm grabbing the rest of my things. I'm never coming back." He said.

Ryan took this opportunity to slip out of the bathroom and down the stairs. While they continued to argue in the bedroom Ryan exited the front door and made for his own house. He could still hear the shouting from his bedroom.

Ryan hadn't been back to Mrs Browns house that week. He decided she had enough going on that putting him in the mix of things would only make things worse. He could not help but replay the images that burned against the back of his eyelids. The images of him eating out Joe's Mom. She tasted amazing and her sex smelt so good. He wanted to taste it again. He wanted to make love to her, but he knew it wasn't right.

That night Ryan delivered his Pizzas as normal. When his shift had finished he decided to meet a few friends at the bowling. It was never quite the same without Joe but he was enjoying himself anyway. He could not help but think about what he'd done. Joe would unfriend him for life if he ever found out. He shoved those thoughts to the back of his mind.

It just so happened that one of his friends worked behind the counter at the bowling so they all managed to get free alcoholic drinks to enjoy while the bowled.

Ryan was in first place by the luck of a strike he hit on his first turn. He returned to the bar to get another drink when he noticed Katy standing there with her friends. She glanced at him and then gave him a weak smile. He Ignored her and continued to get his drinks.

Not taking the defeat, Katy approached from

Behind him and then stood next to him while he ordered.

"You not gonna get me a drink?" She asked.

The cheek of it, he thought.

"You gonna fuck someone else behind my back this time?" He replied.

Her face screwed up and her top lip curled.

"Ryan... I'm trying to make amends here." She said.

"Your right I'm sorry." He could tell his answer took her by surprise.

"So about that drink?" She winked at him.

"You still like the Malibu coconut?" He asked.

"You know me." She smiled.

Ryan ordered them both drinks. His friend at the bar gave him a look as if to question him. He knew about their split. Ryan supposed he found it odd for them to be together.

After a while of chatting and a little flirting Katy unexpectedly hugged him. She was pretty drunk now.

"What do you say we get outta here?" She had a sexy look on her face.

"What about Derrick?" he said as her arms were around his neck.

"What Derrick doesn't know... won't hurt him." She whispered in his ear.

"We're too drunk to drive." He declared.

"What about the bathroom?" She smirked.

Ryan smiled. Taking this as his answer she took his hand and led him off. He had to admit she was sexy. She was slim and had a tight rocking body.

They entered the empty men's room and found a stall. She lifted her top up and over her head revealing her small perky tits to him. She gave him her top as she undid her Jean shorts. She gave them to him also, and finally she slid her panties down her legs until she was standing completely naked in front of him.

She pulled him closed and grabbed his hands. She placed them over her pink puffy nipples and said.

"Fuck me Ryan."

Ryan took a deep breath he brought his lips close to hers and whispered

"Never again."

Her eyes lit up in shock and he pushed her down on the toilet seat. Ryan rushed out the door holding her clothes in his hands leaving her naked in the men's bathroom.

"Ryan!!!" She screamed.

Ryan tossed the clothes to his friend on the counter and said someone had misplaced them before leaving the bowling bar in a hurry.

As he left he encountered Derrick and his cronies.

They were all stood side by side looking menacing all wearing similar clothing as though they were trying to be part of a gang.

"Where the fuck is Katy?" He asked as he approached him.

"Katy? Well Katy is currently naked as the day she was born inside the men's bathroom." He smiled.

"She what?!" He shouted.

"You heard me. Oh and if you see her tell her I said thanks for the sex." Ryan winked at him as he got in the cab that he'd phoned for earlier that night.

The cab drove off as he watched the small gang rush inside the bowling bar.

Ryan got home early. The alcohol now started to wear off him. He no longer felt as drunk as he did in the bar. He figured he'd come back to the company car being smashed up. But he didn't care. It wasn't his own car and they would most likely be caught on the Security cams damaging it.

Just as he was about to insert his key into the lock. Another car pulled up from behind him. Mrs brown stepped out of her car.

She looked at him and he looked at her. She turned to walk into her house. He hoped she would say something, anything. She said nothing.

"Mrs Brown, wait!" He called after her.

She continued to ignore him.

"Mrs Brown?" He called again.

She turned.

"Ryan, my name ls Nancy. You don't have to keep up that Mrs Brown stuff anymore. I'm Joe's Mother and you're his best friend. I'm forty and you're eighteen. I can't explain what happened last week, but I do know it was wrong and it must never ever happen again."

"But Mrs... Nancy, I didn't mean for it to happen. I don't know what came over me. All I know is I felt something and I know you felt it too."

He was close to her now. He tried to hold her hand but she pushed it away.

"Have you been drinking?" She asked.

"Yes." He answered. "But everything I say I mean."

"How could you possibly know that? Ryan this isn't right, I could lose my job if word gets around. John almost caught us in the act of it! And what would Joe say? This isn't real life, it's about time we got back to reality."

She slammed the door in his face before she could say another word.

Chapter 7

Ryan was upset about the situation. He'd upset her, although she acted as much as him, he felt he made the first step, he crossed the barrier first. It was a barrier that was never meant to be broken.

For the next few weeks Ryan focused on himself. He hit the gym pretty hard and started designing his own clothes. He even set up a website for it and named it Reflex Clothing. He'd advertised some of his stuff and to his surprise he'd already made a few sales.

He did not see Nancy in weeks, she hid herself away in her house and only ever came out to go to work. He finally got his results back for finals and he's passed with flying colours. This meant he'd be able to go to college to study marketing and business.

Everything seemed to fit into place like a perfect jigsaw puzzle. But for some reason he felt as thought he lost the last piece, as so his puzzle remained incomplete.

One night Ryan was out shooting hoops when a car pulled up abruptly next to Joe's house. He thought the driving had been a bit wonky when the car had turned the corner into the street. The reason was clear as to why when a very drunk John stubbled out. Ryan stopped to look at him. He wore a face of disgust.

"What you looking at?" John shouted.

Ryan ignored him.

John stumbled to the porch shouting-

"Nancy! You bitch!"

Nancy appeared at the window.

"Go home John. You're drunk."

John began to cry.

"You've taken everything from me!" He shouted. He still held a large liquor bottle in his fist.

"You did this to yourself John! Now leave or I'll call the cops!" Ryan could tell Nancy was scared.

John ignored her and began beating down on the door. With it being locked he realised there was no way in for him. John returned back to his car and pulled out a key from the glove compartment.

Nancy disappeared from the window and reappeared at the front door. She tried to hold it shut but it was no use. John turn the key in the lock and barged in on her.

Ryan immediately picked up his cell and dialled 911.

"Hello, what's your emergency?" The voice came from his cell.

"Hello my neighbours are fighting. The man is drunk and I think he is assaulting her!"

When Ryan heard Nancy scream he knew he had to act. He dropped his phone in the grass and without hesitation broke off in a run. He entered the house to find Nancy cowering under him in the kitchen with her arms above her head trying to deflect the blows.

"Hey, you!" Ryan shouted.

John turned around slowly staggering.

"Stay out of it you little punk! Or I'll beat your ass too."

When John turned around to Nancy again he knew what he had to do. Without thinking he charged him. Knocking him to the ground. He briefly tried to help Nancy up but John was back on his feet and he aimed a punch right for him.

John was much larger than him. Ryan was a good six foot tall, but John stood at least six foot four. His fist came down like a sledge hammer on his head.

Ryan was knocked to the floor. Everything went fuzzy really quick. Shaking his head he managed to regain his senses in time to evade a kick to the head.

John pulled him to his feet and struck him in the stomach twice until he folded over. John hit way harder than Derrick and he knew he had to match his power if he stood a chance of fighting him off and keeping Nancy safe.

Ryan balled up his fist as tight as he could and swung. It was as if he'd struck a ball sweetly with a baseball bat. The clap of his fight against his cheek echoed in the room. John hit the deck and was unconscious.

Just then two flashing lights appeared at the busted open door.

"Police! Put your hands where I can see em!"

Ryan threw his hands up in the air.

"Don't he's not the the guy." Nancy squealed.

The officers took one look a John practically snoring on the wooden floor and put away their guns.

Nancy spent the best part of an hour explaining everything to the police. Ryan was off the hook and the police officers hauled Johns drunk ass into the back of the vehicle and they sped off.

Ryan did not know what to say. He repaired the door as best he could. He managed to allow it to close and lock, though it was clearly in need of a replacement.

Nancy looked a little rough. Her hair was a a little messy and she had a small dark bruise beginning to appear on her cheek.

"Ryan, thank you. For everything." She said.

"Nancy don't worry about it." He replied.

"Can I get you something to drink?" She asked.

"Just water will do."

Nancy brought him some water and he sipped at it. She examined the wound on his cheek. A graze on his skin was enough for her to get out the wet cloth again.

She dabbed at his face as she sat close to him on the couch.

"John... he.. he never used to be like this you know." Nancy said.

She told him about how he used to treat her right and how he loved her once. She also told him of how Joe was born and how they dreamed of moving into this house and starting a family. But after Joe had arrived everything changed. She told him how scared he'd become of commitment and how he became distant and eventually had an affair.

She admitted to taking him back multiple times but the outcome was always the same. She decided to divorce him last month when she saw texts from John phone to Joe's math teacher.

That was the last straw. She kicked him out and since she's been finding her own way.

"With Joe gone and John in another city, it's been nice having you around the house. To help me with my things. You're good company and not so bad looking. I suppose I can admit to that." She said.

"I'm sorry about the other week. You're right we shouldn't have done it. I just can't stop thinking about it you know?" He said.

She looked into his eyes.

"Ryan..."

"No I get it. I know what you're going to say. It's not right, I'm too young and we're not meant for each other. You have a career and what about Joe, I understand." He hung his head.

"I should never have let it get this far. I did feel it too, the connection we had. The truth is I don't trust myself around you. I knew you were watching me at the window. I knew you'd see me topless. I knew I was teasing you when you came to bring me my underwear. You didn't cross the line, I did." She admitted.

"Joe must never find out Ryan." She continued.

"I know. I guess its best this ends here." He admitted.

She drew him in and hugged him. Ryan squeezed her gently against him. Nestling his neck against hers. They hugged for a good minute or two.

When they broke their embrace to look at each other they both paused.

Yet fire was there again, the connection was electrifying, they both felt it within them.

This time it was her who made a move. She held her neck out and kissed him gently. She kissed him once, twice three times.

"Nancy... what about..."

She hardly broke their kiss.

"I know what I said."

She kissed him hard. More passionately than the first time. This was lust at its finest. She pushed him back into the couch and straddled him. She kissed him with an open mouth and eagerly met his tongue.

Her hands caressed his neck and held his face to plant accurate kisses on him. She removed his top and felt his hard pecks. Her hands roamed over his shoulders. She leant back and removed her blouse. Her bra rubbed against his face momentarily until she unhooked it and throw it away. Not allowing him a moment to look she smothered him with kisses again.

The sound of smooching filled the quite room. She began to grind herself on the obvious bulge in his shorts. She felt the thickness of him and pressed it against her own nether region. She dry humped him and started to trail kisses and licks just like he'd done to her the week before in her bedroom.

Her hands found the buttons of his shorts and she expertly undid them. Ryan was heavily breathing he could not believe Mrs Brown was doing this to him. She removed his shorts and then removed his calvins.

Nancy stared at Ryan's cock. Fully erect and pointed upwards. It was thick, veiny, and a good length. Bigger than Johns she had to admit. She took hold of it in her hand and she loved the sound of Ryan responding to her touch with a whimper.

She stroked him up and down slowly now kneeling below him. From here he had the best view of her tits. They were large and full. With brown hard nipples in the centre. They jiggled as her fist pumped his raging cock a little faster.

He did not expect it but she lowered her head down to his member and licked the tip. To that he let out another groan. She licked the tip and again and again before taking the head in her mouth.

Her lips around his cock felt like heaven. She worked her mouth down to the base and back up again. Who knew she was this good at working a cock. Her mouth did not Bob, or jerk. She allowed him to feel everything as she slid her mouth down every inch of him once more. Her saliva dribbled out her mouth and coated his cock. He felt some of it dribble down to his balls.

Nancy also noticed and brought her left hand up from underneath to massage the wetness into his nutsack. With the combination of her first, mouth and cradling hand around his balls. He was in. Ecstasy.

"She stood up and removed her shorts. She turned to give him a better view of her ass. Bending over she slid both her shorts and her pink panties to the floor. Ryan could make out her puffy shaven lips and her tight little butthole. Her lips were soaked with her juices.

She straddled his soaking wet cock and slid herself down into him. Impaling herself on his stiffness. For a moment she stayed still. Enjoying the feeling of something so thick filling her up.

"Oh Nancy..." He called.

She looked at him.

"Call me Mrs Brown." She instructed.

He looked at her. The look in her eyes was not the same as he'd seen. Now she looked hungry. Exotic and fierce. She rocked gently back and fourth on top of him. Her tits now right in his face.

"Oh Mrs Brown!" He moaned.

She picked up her pace. He moaned her name again and again. Mrs Browns tits bounced for him as she rode his cock. He opened his mouth and took in her hard nipple. She let out a moan for the first time. He sucked at her tit like he was trying to drain it of milk.

She allowed herself to come all the way up to the point that just the tip was barely Inside of her, before plunging herself back down balls deep.

"Oh fuck Ryan!" She shouted.

She rode him fast now trying to bring herself to climax. He could tell from her breathing that she was close. He let her use him like that for the time being. He was enjoying the scene of it. Of her fucking him instead. She had almost reached the point of climax when she dropped against him. Exhausted from her efforts.

"Let's take this upstairs shall we?" He said.

Before she could answer, Ryan stood up holding her against him lifting her into the air so that his cock never left her pussy. She stared into his eyes as he carried her up the stairs with ease. Each step bringing him out and in.

He lifted her off of his cock and threw her into the king sized bed. Slamming the door shut behind him he got into the bed with her.

"I may as well finish up where I left off shall I?" He said.

"Yes please." She grinned.

"Yes please...?" He asked.

Catching on, her grin widened.

"Yes please, please eat my pussy Ryan." She begged.

That was enough for him. On her words he lapped up her juices like he'd done before. Concentrating on her clit. He circled her bulb with increasing pressure. She bucked her hips above him. Holding his head like she had done before. Directing him to all her sweet spots.

He licked and licked until his tongue ached in his mouth. She shuddered and moaned loudly. Screaming his name.

"Ryan!... Ryan I'm going to... Ryan I'm cumming!" She screamed.

Ryan felt her whole body convulse and shake at the touch of his tongue. She tried to shut her legs but he ate her faster. Until she had to shove him off.

"Fuck me Ryan." She ordered. "Please fuck me, i've been longing for it!"

Ryan spread her legs and placed the head of his cock at her entrance. He tapped the head against he wet lips and heard the small wet splashes. Without any effort at all. He slipped himself all the way inside of her once more.

He could not believe he was fucking Joe's mother. The woman next door. The adult woman of forty. He was making sweet love to her and she was loving it. He did not slow, he went hard and fast railing her as fast as he could. She groaned and screamed beneath him. Almost as if she was at his mercy. He enjoyed the sight of his cock disappearing between her opening folds. He felt her inner walls wrap against him. Causing enough friction to bring him to the brink.

He slipped out of her and spun her around. She instinctively took her position. On her knees with her ass up into the hair and her head buried into her pillowcase. This sight was enough to make any man cum. Her cheeks were round and slightly spread apart for him. Her little asshole was in full view and her lips waiting invitingly for his cock.

He slammed himself into her with a thud. She let out a loud moan and he kept going. Watching himself sink his cock between her ass cheeks. She was silent for a while whilst he fucked her in doggy style. So silent he wondered if something was wrong.

"Put it in my ass." She said, abruptly.

"What..?"

"Put it in my fucking ass!" She screamed.

Ryan slid himself out of her and placed his throbbing head over her puckered hole. He wondered to himself if it would even fit. It was such a small opening and there was so much of him.

"Are you sure?" He asked hesitantly.

"Yes I'm fucking sure! Fuck my ass!" She screamed again. The lust for his young cock had overtaken her.

Ryan pressed his cock against her asshole and slowly began to push. It seemed like it would not fit until it slipped over his head. It was tight as anything he had ever felt before. He slowly sunk himself all the way inside of Mrs Browns asshole.

"Ryan I'm going to cum again!" She screamed.

The room was filled with her moans as he thrust back and forth into her ass. He did his best to hold himself back but it was no use. As she came he did too. He filled her ass up with three spurts of his hot cum before spraying the rest on her arched back.

Ryan fell to her side, exhausted from what they had just done. She did the same. For a while they lay there both panting. Both naked next to each other.

After a long silence she rolled over and kissed him.

"That was amazing." She said.

"You are not kidding." He replied.

She lay her head on his chest while trailing her finger along his shrinking cock.

"I know I said this could not happen again. But maybe we can stop once Joe returns." Said Mrs Brown.

It was in that moment that Ryan knew, it was going to be a very good summer.
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