I couldn’t believe I was jerking off to her, imagining what it would be like to feel her below me as I mounted her and made mad passionate love to. Had I lost my mind? She was as old as my own mom! I had just made love to my girlfriend a couple of days before, and I was already this turned on? I told myself to visualize her naked backside before me, all hunched over, on her knees as I took in the full glory of that big wide ass of hers. I was sure it was round and full, loaded with shape and texture… it just had to be. I let out a long gasp as I imagined what those ass cheeks would feel like in my hands– how soft they would feel… the width and radiant breadth. I shuddered because I was all about a woman’s ass… I loved it, and I wanted Sharon’s so incredibly bad.
I played out numerous scenarios in my mind… what her ass would taste like, what she would let me do, and how far she would let me go… does she suck cock? If so, would she swallow? Then a thousand shivers shot through my body as I envisioned her nose pressed to my pubic hair with my dick lodged all the way down her throat. I nearly came right there, but held back… I wanted this gratifying act of masturbation to last as long as I could.
My imagination went wild… images of Sharon aroused, her hair wet, sweaty from our hot sex… taking it doggy style… me eating her out… fucking her in a steamy hot shower… all of it drove me mad. I wanted nothing more than to fuck the living shit out of my friend’s mother and to make her mine… ALL mine.
When I came, I buried my face into my pillow as I shouted out her name over and over. I felt dozens of hot spurts of my cumm drop about me as I thrashed about, imagining all of my cumm going deep inside Sharon at all costs. To really consider such wonder blew me away… to actually cumm inside a woman twice my age… could she still become pregnant? And if so, how would I feel looking at her seven or eight months down the road, and know it was ME that made her that way… I wreathed upward and sideways violently, shuddering and gasping… God, this was the best orgasm ever… better than with my girlfriend… better than all the rest.
The next day, I called Sharon around 1pm to see how she was. Seemingly much happier, she wanted to meet me at Ponderosa where she wanted to treat me to lunch. I cleared my schedule so as to meet Sharon, and was out the door. I told my mom a lofty lie to get me out of any commitments to her or my girlfriend.
Walking in the restaurant, I saw Sharon waiting for me at the front counter as we mutually embraced as we did last night. As always, she was dressed conservatively, but looked oh so sweet in a black sweater and form fitting slacks. Our embrace was quick, but so very nice as we got to our table and caught up from where we left off the previous night. I think the both of us felt a little relieved to be together as I wolfed down some salad and a tasty meat loaf sandwich.
“When did you get to be so good looking, young man?” Sharon said as she sipped her coffee.