MONA, THE UBER RIDE HOME

Mona was my mom's best friend for as long as I can remember. It seems that she'd always been part of my life; there for graduations, birthdays, and holidays over the years. She was a petite brunette with sparkling green eyes and a short bob cut. Her breasts were average, I guess, but her ass and legs were phenomenal. She spent a lot of time doing aerobics and was an avid runner. The way she walked accented her little bubble butt; her cheeks would hypnotize me with their circular dance.

The picture that comes to mind when I think of Mona, though, is sitting in our kitchen, a glass of wine in her hand, legs crossed under a short skirt with the tops of her sheer stockings peeking out. I always hoped for a quick glimpse of the treasure between those toned wheels, but to no end.

What changed her in my eyes happened one day when I was at her house babysitting her son. I was in the bathroom and saw a few magazines in a basket by the john. Peeking from the back of them was a Playboy, which I had in my hand in a second.

The centerfold was a petite brunette with a bob cut, and sparkling green eyes. The resemblance to Mona was striking, but this brunette was naked.

Naked in a bubble bath, naked in her dressing room. Bent over pulling off lacy white panties. On the bed with her legs in the air showing off her dark brown patch, and, finally, in an easy chair with her leg draped over the arm, sharing a glimpse of the inside of her treasure. She had bigger breasts than Mona; they hung down brushing the bedspread when she posed on her hands and knees, smiling back at me. I mean, the camera. But I was focused on that pussy.

Mona's pussy, in my eyes. My god, all I could think of is Mona's pussy must look just like that. I finished myself off in seconds, making a mess all over the bathroom floor, and went to the hamper to find a dirty towel to clean it all up. After the clean up, I dropped the towel in the hamper, but something caught my eye, something white and lacy. I lifted it out, and there were Mona's panties, just like the model's. Except they were dirty, a yellow streak up the crotch panel.

I'd never touched a woman's panties before, and my heart pounded as I held them closer to inspect. So this stuff must have come from inside her. Wow. It wasn't pee, it seemed like... I took a little sniff. Oh my god, what an amazing smell. Nasty and funky, is that what a pussy smells like? I took a deeper sniff and my cock surged to full erection. Amazing, just heavenly.

In no time I was rubbing out my second orgasm in minutes, my mind blown looking at Mona's twin posing naked, while I smelled Mona's secret scent directly from her panties.

After that, nothing about Mona was the same. Her perfume made me hard, her voice, her hugs, just hearing her name made me think of that secret funky spot between her legs.

All of my fantasies revolved around Mona. Every time I babysat, or we visited, I always snuck into the bathroom to search her laundry for a treat. It was hard to think about anything else when I was around her.

Of course my fantasy of seduction by the older woman never came true, but you can always dream. Until...

When I was a college I got a call from her, she had flown in for a wedding, and wanted to have lunch with me, so we could visit, and she could drop off a care package from Mom.

My imagination kicked into high gear, of course, and I couldn't think about anything else all week. That morning I dressed a little better than usual, showing off the physique I'd been working on in the gym for months, and sprayed on a little body spray, hoping she'd get a little idea that I wasn't her friend's little boy any longer.

Her hotel was walking distance from my dorm, so I arrived a little before 11. Mona answered the door in her usual short skirt, dark stockings, high heels, silky blouse opened to give just a peek of her lacy bra. Mmm she smelled fantastic. I hugged her a little tighter than I had, and she gripped my upper arms.

"Wow, Tommy, somebody got a little bigger since last summer!" As she said that, I though I felt her tummy rub my semi-hard cock. "Big college man, breaking a lot of hearts?"

"Not really, I've met a few nice girls I guess."

She laughed, a musical giggle. "You know the difference between a good girl and a nice girl, don't you?"

"Umm, no, I don't know."

"Oh, sorry, I didn't think before I said that. Sorry."

"Come on, Mrs. Wilson, you have to tell me now."

"Well, ok, but you can't ever tell your Mom I said anything like this to you. The difference is," she hesitated, then said in a low sexy voice, "a nice girl puts it in for you." She blushed furiously, and covered her face with her hands. "I can't believe I said that." I looked at her hands, imagined them putting it in her for me.

"MONA!" I acted shocked, "You nasty girl."

She giggled, "Well, you're a big boy now, I guess you'll figure things out. Ok, I've got to tinkle, then we can get some lunch. Here's the box from your mom." She pointed at it sitting on the bed by her suitcase.

She disappeared into the bathroom, I heard the seat come down, and my imagination fired up. To distract myself, I sat on the bed and picked up the care package. Then, seeing her open suitcase, I peeked in a little. Sure enough, a couple of neatly folded pairs of her panties nestled on the side.

I could faintly hear the splash of her peeing, so I lifted a pair to my nose. A trace of her perfume, but, unfortunately, none of her scent.

The door unlatched, and I dropped the silk and busied myself with the box.

"Anything good in there? Mom send you some condoms? Maybe a Playboy?" she teased. Caught me off guard. Did she know about the Playboy from our past?

Now it was my turn to flush, "Uh, no, I doubt it."

"Tommy! I was just kidding for god's sake!" She sat next to me and grabbed the box, rummaging through it. "Good, all wholesome and clean. Next time maybe I'll bring you something bad."

Her teasing may have been meant to be innocent, but it had my heart hammering. Could you imagine a box from Mona, with the old Mona twin Playboy and a couple of pairs of her panties? That would be the best ever.

We left for lunch, and of course it was nothing but an older woman treating her friend's son to a meal, all innocent.

When she dropped me off at my dorm, I got a hug and a quick kiss. On the lips, so that was enough, with the perfume from her hug, to give me a nice stroke fantasy as soon as I got into my room.

A few months went by, and I flew home for spring break. The day before, Mom told me that she'd have Mona pick me up at the airport, since she was working.

I came out of the airport and found her at the curb. She jumped out of the car, and bounced over to me, titties jiggling, big smile on her face, and gave me a tight hug. Her perfume lifted to my nose, and my cock began to swell. I broke the hug before she could feel something inappropriate, but she held on, and swayed back and forth. Now I felt contact, and hoped she didn't.

She held me at arm's length, and looked me up and down, "Just look at you, even more handsome!" I didn't have a second to adjust, so my chub was caught in an awkward position, and left a tell-tale lump in my jeans. I turned quickly, but don't know if I was able to block her view.

"Aren't you happy to see me?" she grinned? Double meaning? No way.

We dropped my bags in the trunk, and jumped in the car. She had a duffle bag on the front seat, and leaned over to push it to the floor, affording me a spectacular view of her cleavage. I sat down, and we pulled away. I moved the bag over to get more leg room, and jumped a little when I saw into the open bag. Panties, right on top. All rolled up, like she had just peeled them off of her pussy.

I glanced at Mona,she was looking left to pull out. My heart hammered in my chest, as I grabbed them and took a quick sniff. They were warm, they were wet, they were Mona's pussy to me. I licked them and got a small taste of her off of the crotch.

Feeling her turn towards me, I quickly stuffed them into my pocket, no plan, just reaction. I wondered if I could get away with swiping them, or maybe I should just drop them back into the bag. She glanced down at the bag and told me to just toss it in the back seat, get it out of the way. I said, "No, it's no problem, it's fine."

Mona said, "Here, let me get it, and reached for the bag. You don't need to be looking at my sweaty panties!"

As she picked it up, it opened wider, and she hesitated, looking into her bag of clothes. She stopped, and bent over to look closer, pushing clothes around a little. "Funny, I thought my panties were right there on top, are they on the floor?"

I must have turned crimson, because she giggled. "Oh my god, Tommy, did you steal Mrs. Wilsons smelly panties? You did! You give me back my panties right now!"

If I'd been able to think quickly, I would've snuck them to the floor, and "found" them, but I sheepishly pulled them from my pocket and handed them to her. She was silent for a minute, just kept on driving. I was mortified, would she tell my mom? I'd just die.

After a few minutes, she patted my thigh and told me, "Don't worry, honey, I won't tell anybody about this, but I just feel like I need to punish you somehow. You can't just go taking other peoples property, especially something so personal as worn panties. I know that you were checking my undies out when you were in my hotel room, but taking them is a different matter."

"I wasn't going to keep them," I told her, "I would have put them back after..."

"After?" She gave me a very direct look, just the hint of a smile, "After what?"

Speechless again.

We finally arrived at my house, and I thanked her as I began to open the door. "Not so fast," she said. I looked over at her, she gazed directly at me. "Show me."

"Huh?"

"Show me. Show me what you were going to do with my panties before you put them back."

"Please Mrs. Wilson.."

"No, just do it." She handed me the panties, still a little damp, still rolled up. The crotch was gooey with whatever had leaked out of her during her workout. I was frozen, torn between crazy desire and pure embarrassment.

She gave me a hand, pushed mine up towards my face. "I assume you like the smell of me? Is that it? Or do you like to wear them? Do you like feeling my sticky mess on your penis?

Now my libido took over, the smell of her sweaty crotch hit me in a wave of deep nasty pussy funk, and I pressed the mess to my nose. My eyes rolled back as a wave of pleasure rolled over me.

"Wow, your really do like my smell, don't you?"

I gazed at her through half closed eyes. Had no words. I put my head back and just breathed her in.

And then came the next shock, I felt her undoing my belt, unbuttoning my jeans, pulling down my fly. "Lift up." So I did. She pulled my jeans down to my ankles. My cock strained against my boxers, and she began to lightly touch me through them. Her fingers danced over the contours and I pulsed against her.

She seemed hesitant, could she really be molesting her best friend's teenage son in his driveway? "Lift up." I felt her cool fingers slide inside, and my boxers joined my jeans on the floorboards.

So there I sat, in my driveway, in the middle of the day. Naked from the waist down, my cock hard as it had ever been, my mom's best friends panties on my nose as she caressed my cock. Touching so lightly, down the shaft, around my balls, down below towards my anus even, just lightly stroking.

"Look at me," she ordered. I turned to my left, and she leaned towards me. Her eyes glittered. Slowly, she undid her blouse, then unfastened her bra. Her breasts hung free, soft and round, her nipples fat and purple. She leaned farther, and grasped the base of my cock. I groaned in pleasure.

"Don't cum on me, yet." She warned as she squeezed it hard, painfully, with her fingernails dug in. Then Mona slowly lowered her beautiful breasts to the head of my cock. First one pillowy soft breast, then the other, around and around, then the nipples bumping over. She ground one nipple hard against the pee slit, almost fucking it like a mini cock. I bucked involuntarily against her caress. "Not yet.." she sang.

She released her tight grip and softly stroked below my cock. Her fingernail traced from the very base of my cock all the way to the crown. A steady stream of pre-cum flowed, coating her nipple, dripping down my shaft.

Her tongue reached out to my neck, and slowly licked circles on my skin as she whispered, "Cum for me Tommy."

I lurched against her, my cock flexing, followed by my first blast. It seemed to spurt in all directions, all over her chest, under her chin, on the car seats. I pumped more and more, and she lowered her chest, smothering me between the soft smooth breasts. I coated them with the viscous white cream, as she rubbed me around and around, all the while I was smelling Mona's sweet pussy from her panties.

Her hands now covered with my cum, she sat up and looked me in the eyes. "Wow, I think somebody really likes my titties!" Her slippery fingers traced up and down my still quivering shaft.

"You know, since your mom's not home, and her panties probably don't smell as nice as mine, what do you say we hang out at my place for awhile." My cock jumped in her hands. She laughed, "I guess you like that idea."

She started the car, and backed out of the drive. What a picture, the windows open, Mona sitting there with my cum sliding down her neck, dripping off of her nipples. Me beside her with my cock waving in the breeze.

"If you want, you can suck on my nipples while I drive, baby. You know, I let you do that a couple of times when you were a baby to stop your crying. But they didn't taste like cum back then." She turned to me. "Today, you and I are going to do a lot of things we've never done.After Mona had picked me up, driven me to Mom's house, and teased me into cumming all over her (and her car), I thought I'd had the best sexual experience of my life. Turns out, it wasn't even close to the best of the day.

After loosely buttoning up her blouse over her braless cum-covered breasts, Mona fired up her BMW and backed out into the street. It was the middle of the day, and now I noticed how many people were out and about in the neighborhood, walking past her car in our driveway as she had molested me.

As we drove slowly down the street, I saw Mrs. Snyder, the busybody of the block, walking her dog. She waved and stepped towards the car. I was terrified when Mona slowed, urging her to keep going. But she just giggled. "What's the matter, Tommy?" she teased, are you embarrassed to show off that beautiful cock of yours?

I looked at her, her nipples showing obscenely through her cum-splashed white blouse, little droplets in her hair and on her skirt, and begged her to just drive. Thank god she did, and I waved as we passed the nosy neighbor.

I leaned down to pull up my boxers and jeans, but Mona shook her head, and sternly told me to leave them off. "I want to see what it takes to get you hard again," she smiled, reaching over and grasping my slippery member. That was about all it was going to take. It was guaranteed when she said, "now reach over here and pull my panties down for me, no fair you get to be the only one naked!"

For a second I thought she was just teasing me, but she lifted her ass up off of the seat, and flipped her skirt up, revealing her perfect smooth firm thighs, the tops of her black stockings, and a lacy pair of black panties. I bent to my task, astounded at my luck with the object of so many fantasies. She wiggled her little ass as I peeled the scrap off of her trimmed black bush, and lifted her feet, one by one, in their sexy black heels to release it to me.

I held it carefully in my hand as she laughed, "Well, go ahead, give it a little sniff. I know that's what you love about me."

God, did I. Heavenly. Warm and fragrant, just a little damp with some of Mona's secretions. That nasty tart smell I craved.

She watched me carefully, then smiled and said, "Hmm, give Mrs. Wilson a little sniff, I want to see what it is that gets you so excited."

I held her panties to her nose, and she took a deep sniff. Her face relaxed, and she purred, "I don't blame you, my pussy smells amazing."

"Just wait, my young friend," my dream woman smiled, "You're about to drink from the fountain, so to speak." She squeezed my cock, and was delighted to find it rock-hard again. "Oh god, I love a young cock." Then she seemed to have a sudden idea, "Honey, we'll call your mom and tell her that I have a ton of work for you to do at my house, and ask if it's ok if I bring you home later. Don't tell her that it might be a couple of days later!"

Another squeeze, and now she began to play her finger around the head, sliding in the lubrication that had begun to bead up from her torment. Lifting her ass again, she reached her hand down to her honey pot and scooped her fingers through her pubic hair, digging into her pussy and came up with her fingers glistening with her own lube. She played her fingertips over the head of my cock now, and I groaned and closed my eyes. It was just unbelievable, this mature vixen smearing her pussy juice on my cock in public.

When she formed her little hand around the shaft and began to long-stroke me, I started to rise in my seat, fucking her hand, getting close.

"Uh uh, don't you think about cumming yet," she warned, and stopped her ministrations. I think I sobbed when her delicate fingers left my lap. We were at a red light, and I looked at the car next to me. It was a prim-looking housewife in a big SUV. She looked down at us, and suddenly her expression changed from blasé to wide-eyed shock. I looked to see Mona licking her fingers, her pussy on full display and I realized that the driver could see her and at least part of my naked cock as well.

Enjoying the attention, I stroked myself a few times, looking at our voyeur with raised eyebrows, and was rewarded with her literally dropping her jaw open. As Mona's hand again wrapped around my shaft, she looked up at my face, and blushed furiously, roaring away as the light turned green. Too late, I realized that she had been a substitute teacher at my high school!

Then Mona's phone rang, and, as though it was a completely normal thing to do, she took her hand off of my cock and punched a button on the steering wheel to answer.

My mom's voice came over the speaker. "Hi Mona, what's up girlfriend?"

"I'm just driving home with the most handsome young man."

"Well thanks for rubbing it in," Mom replied. "And what are you planning to do to this one? Do you have him naked and hard yet? I can be over there in 20 minutes, save some for your best friend!"

My eyes shot open as I looked at Mona. WTF? My mother? My married mother? Asking about sportfucking? I was blown away.

"Jesus, Angela! It's your Son! I'm driving him to my house to help me move some furniture."

"Oh my god, I'm not on speaker, am I?"

"Luckily not," Mona lied, returning her delicate fingers to my still-erect shaft.

"Thank god," Mom giggled in relief, "I forgot that he was coming in early today."

"Well, he's here. Would you like to talk to him?" Mona asked as she turned into her driveway. She nodded to me, then leaned across my lap. As her breasts flattened my cock against my stomach she reached across and reclined my seat.

"Tommy?"

"Hi Mom."

For some reason the nastiness of talking to Mom while being molested by her best friend gave me a surge and my cock swelled. Mona gave me a look, then lifted and moved towards it.

"How was your flight in?"

"Oh," I couldn't help myself from exclaiming as a hand wrapped around the base of my cock, and I felt the tickle of Mona's hair brushing against the head as she studied it up close. "It was ok."

"Well I'm getting off in a little while, can't wait to see you."

A pair of soft lips kissed the engorged head of my cock, a tiny tongue licked lightly around the crown. I gasped, a vision of my mom suddenly popping into my head as her voice came over the speaker. My mom watching her friend suck my cock, reaching in to share, kissing the head herself. Suddenly it was her tongue flicking inside my slit instead of Mona's.

Fuck, she wasn't the only one getting off soon.

"Me too, Mom. Mona should be finished with me soon."

Mona grinned at that one, shaking her head at me as she took a few inches in her mouth.

"Ok, I'll meet you at home. Tell her to take it easy on you." I felt Mona shake with laughter as she sucked me deep into her mouth."

"Sure will, bye mom."

I punched the hang-up button and lay back, relaxing and enjoying. Mona was an absolute master, I'd never felt such a slow, teasing blowjob.

Seeing this elegant woman, already decorated with my semen, slowly and lovingly suck my cock into her mouth, then feeling her tongue circle my head was amazing. She would pull back, sucking strenuously, until I was almost out of her mouth, then ease back down, a little deeper each time.

When I was buried in the back of her mouth, I couldn't help myself from lightly pulling her further with my hands on her head. No novice, she didn't fight me even a little, but worked my fat erection into her throat, completely engulfing it. Her throat now did the caressing, and her perfectly manicured fingers began to lightly tickle below my sack. My vision alternated between the amazing sight of Mona burying me in her throat, and a fantasy of my mom doing the same.

When her finger began to press on my anus in little circles, I jerked involuntarily, jamming deeper into her, and she took advantage of my sensitive entrance, sliding her fingertip inside me. No girl had ever touched me back there, and I never would have asked for it, before...

But as she slid her thin finger deeper inside, touching my new-found sensitive erogenous zone, stroking with her other hand, I groaned and threw my hands over my head in surrender.

Mona slowly rose off of my cock, taking a breather, and I was electrified to see her face, that famously perfect made-up face, drooling saliva and pre-cum.

She dropped a huge glob of the mess on my cock, and blew my mind when she smiled and said, "guess who taught me how to do that? My best friend, Angela!"

My mom? Deep throating? I grabbed Mona's head and fed my cock back into her, sliding steadily all the way back into her throat. Again she massaged me with her throat muscles, then pulled off, gasping. "Wow, somebody got superhard when I mentioned Angela!" To my dismay, at the mention of Mom's name, my cock swelled in her fist. Mona gave me a long searching look, then laughed with delight, "Tommy, I just had the nastiest idea. Follow me."

Mona partially got herself back together and reached over me to open my door. She started to climb over me, but settled on my thigh, face to face, her pussy wet and slick against my skin, and gave me a long soulful kiss. "I think we might make some dreams come true today, baby." Then she climbed off and out the car door, and headed up the walk, unconcerned with her state of undress.

I wrestled my jeans back on over my hard-on and followed, though anybody watching would have been able to see the bulge in my pants as I hurried into her house. I followed her up the stairs, followed that shapely ass in the tight skirt, until she fiddled with the waist and suddenly it fell around her ankles and she stepped out of it, leaving it on the stairs, her ass now naked, accented by the lace tops of her stockings. Her blouse followed, her back was as sexy as her ass.

I was hypnotized following that vision up to the second floor. The perfect tight white globes swaying back and forth, each step opening her up to give me a view of her secrets, her wonderfully trimmed bush, her pink labia just peeking from it, and her sweet little puckered anus. I leaned in as I climbed closer, smelling that heavenly Mona scent, which had given me so many hard-ons when I was younger.

She turned, looking down at me, and laughed, her delighted giggle so sweet and sexy. Stopping suddenly, she caused me to drive face-first in to her naked ass.

I couldn't help myself from wrapping my arms around her waist and licking her, my tongue dragging through her pubic hair, feeling the warmth and wetness of her pussy.

She peeled me off of her, "Patience, now..." and continued up.

When we reached her bedroom, Mona spun around and wrapped her arms around me, drawing me in for a long lingering kiss. She turned us and pushed me back onto her king-sized bed, then went about undressing me. I sat naked before her and watched, fascinated, as she peeled her stockings off, and was left wearing earrings and a smile.

She pushed me, indicating that I should move to the center of her bed, then climbed over me, her pussy dancing over my cock, her breasts hanging in my face. I latched onto a nipple, and she squealed in delight. But she had a plan, and it was a devious one.

One by one she took her stockings and wrapped them around my wrists, then climbed higher on me and tied them to the bedposts. I didn't mind a bit, this brought her pussy within tongue reach, and I reached. The scent and taste of my dream woman's pussy had me intoxicated, and she settled over my face long enough for me to enjoy a long exploration of her. I used my tongue to follow every line between her legs, feeling the coarse pubic hair, tracing the manicured edge down between her legs. I kissed her clit, and dragged my tongue down her slippery groove, over the smooth skin, all the way back to her asshole.

That brought another delighted giggle, and I followed Mona's center back up to slide my tongue inside her pussy, reaching deep to taste the true essence of that amazing hole.

Mona had me where she wanted me now, and began to give me a lesson in eating pussy. Her fingers spread her lips to give me access deep inside her, and she wasn't shy about directing me exactly where she wanted my tongue.

I licked and sucked her exactly according to her wishes, reaching deep inside, then lapping at her clit as she shuddered with each assault. Her hips rose, centering her rear entrance on my lips, and I happily obliged, circling the brown puckered hole slowly, easing my way to the center, then stabbing into her tunnel with my tongue. I was straining at my bonds, but she would not release me, even to allow me to increase her pleasure.

After a few minutes, the lesson was complete, and my dream milf settled on my willing and eager face, allowing me to practice on her sweet pussy and ass. I reveled in the smells and tastes of her, loving her juices as they dribbled around my mouth.

"Now my clit again, baby." I nibbled and lapped at her little nub, she squirmed and gasped as I found her rhythm, and a few seconds later she ground her pussy against me with her full body weight as she released herself to her orgasm. "Oh my god, baby. Mommy's cumming, fuck me, fuck me with your tongue, Ohhh yeahhhh!"

She froze then, her body twitching and clenching as she came on her best friend's son. It lasted long enough that I started to panic, I couldn't breathe, and wasn't sure if she would release me before I suffocated in her gash. But what a way to go!

Finally I bit her clit a little, and she lifted up as I gasped for air. She laughed then, and I reached up and sucked her sensitive clit into my lips.

With a little yelp, she climbed off of me and left the bed. She stood smiling down at me for a second then kissed me, seemingly enjoying her taste on my lips. A second later, she wiped my face off with a pair of her panties, then they were rolled up and stuffed in my mouth.

She sighed, then turned to her dresser, bringing another pair of stockings to quickly tie my legs up, as she had my arms. She had me at her mercy now, and showed little. Climbing onto the bed again, Mona stood over me, her legs spread and her pussy just slightly gapped open. I shuddered with arousal.

Then she looked down at me and I saw her phone in her hand. Her expression was pensive as she dialed. With the speaker on, I heard Mom answer. I was confused by this strange turn of events. I was about to become even more so.

"Yesss?"

"Angela, Tommy was tired so I just left him at your house. He said he needs to take a long nap."

"Ok Mona, thanks for driving him home. I'll see ya."

"Wait a sec, girlfriend. You gave me a nasty little idea when you called a minute ago, want to come on over and play for awhile? I'll have you home in time for supper."

I was starting to get an idea of what Mona was up to, but, lying there naked, hard and tied up, I was having a hard time comprehending it.

"I don't know baby, Tommy just got home."

"Don't worry about Tommy, he'll be out for awhile, come over for a little bit." Her tone was soft and teasing. "Pleeease? I'm right on your way."

Mom hesitated, I was in a mini panic. Fantasies swirled through my mind, interrupted with the rational, and apparently real, fear of my mother, seeing me in my present state.

"Angela, I'm really wet right now," Mona purred. "Really wet, and so hot. And after you got me thinking, I picked up somebody for us to play with. She squatted down and centered herself over my cock. As she talked to my mom, she began to polish the head with her wet lips. I've got everything you like here, he's just your flavor too. My little pussy really misses you baby. When was your last gusher?"

Holy shit, this threw me sideways. I mean, Mom and Mona having their way with young men was crazy. Mom and Mona together, holy fucking shit. My cock bobbed against her, Mona acknowledged it with a wink, then sat down on me, my shaft settling in her groove. I was afraid that I was going to cum, and would have if this wasn't round 2.

Mom giggled over the phone, "I'm on my way. 10 minutes. Anybody I know, or have you found a new victim?"

"You haven't tasted this one, butI know he'll just love you! Don't worry, blindfolds! Don't want to ruin your perfect marriage."

"Ouch. Ok, I'll be right there, feel free to start without me," my mother laughed delightedly. "Oops, I'm going to have to change panties, you got mine all gooey!"

Mona giggled again, looking at me. "Oh, be sure to save them for my boy, he loves stinky panties, don't you?"

I nodded my yes, the taste of her wet ones in my mouth, memories of Mom's making me shudder.

My head was swimming. I didn't entirely know what this twisted plan was, but one thing was pretty clear; Mona was going to bring my mom into her bedroom, where I was staked out naked and hard on her bed. I had little doubt that her plan involved trying to get her friend to fuck her son. But there's no way Mom would even... would she? And, in spite of my fantasies, there was no way I could... could I?

But, deep down, there was no kidding myself, no matter my reservations, my cock was all in.

And deep down, I was all in. I could have escaped my bondage if I really wanted to, but it seems all of my fantasies were about to become reality in one afternoon. Just tasting Mona's panties seemed out of reach a day ago. Now she'd sucked me, stroked me, fed me her cunt, and was bringing my other fantasy woman into the mix. My mom.

I never had any intention of trying to sleep with Mom. Sure she was hot and I had plenty of taboo fantasies about her, but that was all brought on by access. Access to her dirty panties and an occasional peek at her naked. She was beautiful, especially for her age; late 40s. Tall, at 5'7", thick black hair and dark eyes set off by unusually pale skin. She had full, round hips. Breeder hips, she called them, but they were shapely and looked amazing on her tall frame.

Mom had great breasts, I was always giving my buddies shit for checking them out, but given the way she dressed to show them off, I understood. When I would see her in her nightgowns occasionally, I was mesmerized by her fat nipples. Once she'd caught me staring on a morning when they were particularly hard, and teased me, "not ready to give up breastfeeding just yet Tommy?"

So, yeah, I looked at mommy porn, and dreamed about sliding my cock into my own Mom, but all just in fantasy. It seemed this day fantasy was going to rule the day.

Mona pulled her panties out of my mouth. "So, lover, what do you think of my plan?

"Please Mona, don't let Mom see me like this, let me go, just get one of your boytoys to come over," I begged her, but deep inside prayed that she'd ignore my pleas.

Mona laughed, that lilting musical titter. Her green eyes sparkled, she lay down full length on my body, kissing my neck. She offered me her compromise, "I tell you what, Tommy, I will. I'll untie you. I'll let you go without your mommy seeing you here, with your big fat hard cock naked and exposed. Just prove to me that you don't want to fuck your mommy. All you have to do. I'm gonna hold on to your big fat hard cock, and when you hear her voice if it doesn't stay hard, if you can lose your mommy hard-on, you're free. But if your big old cock says it wants what your Mommy's got between her legs, her sweet pussy, well I'm going to have to believe that." She lifted up and looked down, face to face, and kissed me lightly. "And we know what it's going to want, don't we? Mommy's tight wet pussy!" Then she grasped my cock and spoke to it, like a microphone, "But it's all up to you, my rock-hard friend."

I turned away in defeat and excitement. I was picturing Mom as I'd seen her last summer. I'd come home unexpectedly one evening, and as I walked in the door I'd heard the unmistakable sounds of her having sex. Specifically, my mom moaning as my stepfather licked her to orgasm. It was a deep, guttural growl, and I was able to watch them from a hidden vantage point as she thrashed on the couch, then spread her legs to show a soaked hairy bush as he drove his cock into her, fucking her to another climax. Seeing your mom cum sets off all kinds of crazy emotions, but the main one was lust. And that led to a minor obsession with incest and taboo porn.I'd pilfered her panties for stimulation, so I'd sampled the scent of my mother. I snuck looks at her while she showered, and peeked in on her while she fucked my stepfather. I knew that she was way hotter than him, and dreamed about sneaking into her bed, and of her sneaking into my own. Between my fantasies of Mona and those of my mom, I was all about MILF porn.

When we heard Mom pull into the drive 15 minutes later, we were lying in bed, Mona's leg over mine, her bush brushing my thigh. I felt her hand slide down, her slim fingers wrap around my semi-hard cock. Despite my desire, I tried to control my cock. But it was futile. Mona lifted up on her elbow and studied my face, smiling that ever-present grin. Blood began to flow slowly into my penis at her touch, but when Mom called out, "Mona, here I am!" in her musical voice, my erection just surged instantly in Mona's grasp.

"Mmm Hmm," Mona declared, "I thought so." She kissed me softly, squeezing my cock. "Somebody wants his mommy." She put her lips to my ear, licked it wetly. "Get ready Tommy, this is going to be a day you'll never, ever forget."

She climbed off the bed, and I watched her sweet ass sashay out the door. As she approached the stairs, Mom saw her, and called out, "wow, I guess you did start without me, you slut!" I lay there, heart pounding, unable to hear their conversation downstairs. It seemed like an hour before I heard them climbing the stairs, giggling like high school girls. I realized that Mona had forgotten to gag me again with her panties, so I was free to call out and ruin the plot. You can understand that I found myself unable to say a word.

I heard them approach the door, and Mom say, "Jesus, Mona, you smell like cum!"

Watching the door, breathless, I saw my mother. She turned the corner into Mona's bedroom, with her girlfriend's hands on her shoulders, guiding her towards me.

She was blindfolded, but surprisingly still clothed. Mona had decided to give me the full strip tease. She brought her to the edge of the bed, just a few feet from me. Mom giggled again, and that got Mona going. She took a long look at my cock, jutting obscenely from my body, just feet from my mother. Then she noticed her panties lying next to my head, realized that I was not gagged, and held one finger to her lips, shushing me.

"Where's our boyfriend?" Mom asked. "Is he ready to play?" She had no idea how ready. I wondered how many other lucky young men had been in this position for her amusement.

"Oh, he's ready girlfriend. Now let's get you ready."

And the striptease began. Mona reached around Mom and caressed her breasts over her blouse and bra. Those lovely nipples began to assert themselves, and Mona began to unbutton the silky white garment. One button, then two and three. Now she had room to slip a hand inside, and squeeze the fat round orb, eliciting a sigh from Mom. A nipple pinched, a squeak from my mom. "Is he watching?"

Mona yanked the blouse from Mom's skirt, and finished unbuttoning it. "He is, but if he recognizes you, there's no worries here. Trust me." Off her shoulders now, the lovely skin of her upper body appearing as the blouse fell to the floor.

The manicured fingers now circled both satin-encased nipples, causing them to erupt beneath the bra. Now they slipped down the front of her torso, caressing her tummy all the way to the waist of her skirt.

I felt a bubble of pre-cum ooze from my cock, Mona noticed and reached out with one finger to capture it. The finger found its way to Mom's mouth, and smeared it on as lip gloss. Then my favorite move yet, she turned Angela's face to her own and kissed her, deeply and lovingly. "Mmm," my mom was tasting my cum. Tasting me and kissing another woman. I watched as their lips and tongues danced, obviously not for the first time.

Mona returned to her task, Deftly, she unfastened mom's belt, then she turned her around so that I could watch her unzip the back of the skirt. It joined the blouse on the floor. My mom's ass presented to her son in a beautiful pair of silky sheer panties, her crack dark and enticing beneath it.

Back around to face me now, my mom stood before me in panties and a bra. There was a noticeable wet spot in the front of her panties. Mona teased and massaged the curves of her best friend and lover as I lay there wishing I could be part of this dance. Losing my patience, I groaned, and Mona again shushed me. "Sounds like somebody is waiting for me down there," Mom cooed. She reached across the bed, feeling for her prize, and her fingers lighted on my thigh. She felt her way up, stroking up inside, and reached my sac. My mom took my scrotum in her hand. It was beginning.

She hefted my balls for a second, then moved up to encircle the base of my cock, her cool fingers wrapping around it. "Mmm, nice," she judged, and slowly stroked up, all the way to the head. As hard as I'd ever been, she squeezed her hand tightly around me. "Ooh, I like this boy, Mona." I stared at my own mother's fingers wrapped around me, and committed the vision to memory. My cock pulsed in appreciation.

Mona undid Mom's bra, and her breasts hung heavily over the bed. The bra was removed from her arms, and Mom began to climb slowly, predatorily, onto the bed. As she did, Mona pulled down the back of her panties, and Mom stopped. I saw Mona's face disappear between my mom's ass cheeks, and Mom reacted strongly. With a low moan, she spread her legs further, and her head hung down. Her thick hair danced around my middle, some catching in the sticky fluid on my cock.

I saw Mona's hand through the front of Mom's panties now, reaching from the back, and stroking her pussy as she licked her from behind. I surmised that her tongue was dancing around Mom's back hole, stroking the ridges of her anus. Mom began to buck her ass then, and Mona abruptly backed away. Mom pushed her ass back, reaching for the tongue, but Mona swatted her ass hard, and said, "not yet Angela. Our friend is a lover of panties, I caught him trying to steal my dirty undies. Let him have a taste of yours. Do you want to taste Mommy's panties, little man?"

Carefully, by feel, my mom climbed up and over me now, her knees above my shoulders. My mother's pussy was inches from my mouth, separated by a millimeter of soaking wet silk. Her scent, which I recognized from her dirty panties, filled my nose. Having it reach me directly from her body was life-changing. Another step in the best moments of my life.

I lifted my head, and reached my tongue up, desperate to taste her, and was met with a tangy, funky sample of my mother's most intimate secretions, as I licked a broad swath up the length of her hidden pussy.

I was rewarded with a surprisingly strong taste of Mom. It spurred me, and I began to nuzzle my entire face between her thighs, smearing her juices over my nose and cheeks, moving the fabric aside, trying desperately to get inside her panties. Mona licked my cock just then, and my head fell back onto the bed. Mom was having none of that, and her pussy followed me, now sitting lightly on my face. As I renewed my attack on her gash, she suddenly lifted away. In an instant, she was again seated on me, but her panties had disappeared. Her naked pussy spread around my lower face, and I realized that my mother had lost her bush, she sported a bald pussy. It was completely smooth, not shaved, waxed. Smooth and slick and wet. I buried my face in her, licking deep inside my mother's pussy, between her fat labia, reveling in the smell, the taste, and her reaction. Juices flowed from her, smearing all over my face.

She moaned and squirmed as I licked and kissed. I only wished my hands could join in, but Mona seemed to read my mind, I could feel her hands now stroking Mom's ass. "Yes, yes baby, my ass." Mom groaned. I reached my tongue back to that forbidden entrance, but found Mona's finger already stroking her. I licked Mona' finger, offering to replace it, but I felt it disappear inside her rectum. When Mona began to finger fuck Mom's anus, I licked around the union, feeling the back and forth of her motion. Then Mom grasped my head and returned it to her pussy. Now holding my mouth firmly to her clit, she moved me side to side, "right there, baby, that's it." She began to buck jerkily, and I knew her climax was at hand. I flattened my tongue against her clit, and sucked as I stroked it.

Mom's orgasm was amazing, grinding her soaked cunt against my face as Mona and I gave everything to please her. She groaned and oozed more of her nectar, it flowed around my cheeks and down my neck. Suddenly too sensitive, she pulled off of her mystery lover's face, and I gasped for air. I looked up to see Mona wrapped around her, one hand between them, a finger in Mom's rear end, the other holding her breast, and pinching and pulling her nipple.

Before Mom had finished, Mona manipulated her backwards, lifting her thighs below my shoulders, sliding her wet slick crotch inexorably down towards her goal, the swollen, rock-hard cock of her only son reaching for her. It seemed like I had been hard for days waiting for this chance, the chance to slide up into my mother's vagina.

"Here, baby. This is for you." I felt Mona grasp me firmly, and align the son's cock with the mother's pussy. No need for lubrication, but she slid me inside her mouth for a couple of strong sucks, then I felt her face between us. She was licking my mom. Eating Angela's soaked pussy.

She didn't delay us long, I felt her stroke my head up and back in Mom's groove, then she pushed her back, and I entered my mother's pussy. A miraculous day, I felt the forbidden flesh yield to my cock, caressing the head as it entered. It reached inside about an inch, and I drove hard for more.

At the same time, Mom drove back, seeking the same penetration as her son, but Mona's hand stayed put, keeping us barely joined. She removed me from the portal and smeared our mixed lubrications all over the junction of my mother's thighs.

She reinserted the head into mom's gash, but held my shaft with both hands. Mom was beside herself in want, "God, Mona. Move your fucking hands! I need him!"

But Mona was having her moment. And it was genius of manipulation. "Do you want to fuck your mommy?" she asked me teasingly. "Do you want to go inside Mommy's pussy?"

I groaned, "Yes, please!" I didn't think about Mom hearing me, didn't care.

"Are you ready Angela?" Mona kissed her deeply. "Are you going to let him fuck his mommy?"

Mom's answer was to drive back against the fist again. I slid just a fraction of an inch deeper into Mom, my cock screamed for more, as did my mom. "Mona, for god's sake, please..."

"Say yes, Mommy," I pleaded, needing her around me.

Mom seemed to hesitate this time, hearing my voice.

"Say yes, Mommy," Mona cooed to her lover as she squirmed atop me. "Say yes." At the same time, she whipped the blindfold off of my mother's face. Mom's eyes widened in shock, her jaw dropped, seeing her son beneath her, feeling my cock already penetrating her pussy. Her expression was one of amazement, lust, need, maybe fear.

As if to verify our coupling, to confirm that the cock penetrating her was mine, she looked down between her legs, seeing my shaft disappearing into her sacred hole, only her friend's fist preventing full penetration. "Oh, no. Oh my god!" she cried, but didn't move an inch. She looked from my cock to me to Mona. "No, no, we can't!" Her tone was pleading.

I looked up at my beautiful mom, covered in sweat, her soft, naked breasts hanging above me, her fat red nipples grazing my chest. Her hair was plastered wildly to her face and chest. She was the definition of sexuality; she was designed for me to make love to. I felt the opening of her pussy spasm around me. She only hesitated a second. Her expression of determination told me before her luscious lips spoke the forbidden permission.

Mona gave her another half inch. Now my entire head was encased in her heat. Mom gasped. She looked down again at the violation. Then her gaze lifted from her pussy, from our incestuous joining, to my eyes. A moment of clarity, a tiny nod by me, and she smiled seductively, her decision made.

"Yes."

"Yes, yes, Yes YES!" Mom cried, as Mona's hands released me, freeing my cock to drive into her, and Mom sat back slowly, agonizingly engulfing my cock in her perfect pussy.

She wrapped her arms around my head, lowering her body to mine and kissing me deeply as she gyrated atop me, stirring the depths of her pussy with the forbidden cock of her son. "Yes," she whispered. "Yes, baby, yes." As she slowed the tempo of our incestuous dance, she alternated between kissing me lovingly and cooing again and again, "Yes, yes, yes." Slower and slower, softer and softer.

Mona, who had been watching quietly, her hands teasingly caressing the two of us around where we joined together, now quickly untied me. I felt the soft flesh of my mother as I caressed her thighs, her ass, her breasts.

Mona climbed behind us, and eased her face down behind Mom, licking and sucking her way down her cleft, until her face was at the point of our sin. I felt her tongue join her caressing fingers, as she licked Mom's lips and my cock as it was eased out and back in, adding to the already unbearable pleasure of our copulation.

Her fingers wrapped around me, and she urged Mom to lift high enough to let my cock slip from her. Mona stroked me and formed her lips over the head, licking and sucking my mother's juices mixed with what oozed from me. She gave Mom's cunt a long fat lick, then reinserted her son's cock into her.

Mom groaned and settled her body down on mine, holding in that position, holding her son's throbbing cock fully inserted inside her. She leaned down to kiss me deeply, and Mona joined us, kissing one of us, then the other. Mona tasted of pussy, the room reeked of it. The scent saturated my consciousness, I drove harder against my mom's crotch, kissing my two favorite forbidden women.

Then Mom looked deep into my eyes, lowered her entire body weight down onto me, fusing us together from lips to thighs My hands cupped her full firm ass, fingertips tickling inside her crack. She squeezed her cunt around my cock with all of her effort. My eyes widened and I stopped breathing as I fell over the edge, my climax unstoppable now. She smiled beautifully, her hair falling around our faces. I felt her squeeze me again with the entire length of her pussy, "yes," she whispered once more, "cum in Mommy," and my long-awaited orgasm erupted.

I felt the surge of cum then, drive up through my body, into my shaft and out the orifice, spurting deep within my mother. Her body began rapidly contracting around me, she began to kiss me as though she was trying to eat my soul, her amazing mouth, lips, tongue, competing with her pussy for the most enjoyable sensation of my life. Spurt after spurt jetted inside her from my cock, coating my mom's womb. Her expression showed no hesitation, no regret. Only lust and love and desire. The most complete lovemaking possible.

Mona wrapped her lithe body around both of us. She shared in the moment, all of us kissing and rubbing against each other. These two amazingly luscious mature women joining to make love to me almost as one body.

Mom sighed and looked at her friend, "thank you Mona," she told her sincerely. "That was so..."

She had no more words, they smiled and began to kiss lovingly. The sight made me throb inside Mom, and her eyes widened. "Ooh, Mona, I think my boy has something left for you!"

They turned to me, questioning looks on their faces. I just smiled and nodded, sending them into fits of giggles.

Having my cock inside my mom as she laughed, feeling her clench around me, brought me completely back to life, and I began to stroke back and forth inside her slick cavern. Fluid oozed from her, dripping on me and sliding down my shaft.

Mom lifted off, we all watched my wet cock ease from inside her, releasing a gusher of cum behind it. Mona caught a puddle in her palm, then licked the combination of mother and son. Her eyes sparkled, "Mmm, so nasty." She cupped her own cunt with the messy hand, smearing us all over her entrance, and slipping two fingertips inside her slit, lubricating herself with our cum even more than her own secretions had.

Then she lay back, her legs spread, her arms raised to me as Mom climbed off and I rolled atop her. Her nipples were impossibly erect, her skin flushed, and we began to kiss as I felt my mother grasp me and insert the tip of my cock into her best friend. Her pubic hair scratched my head as I found her hole, and I drove deep into her in one long stroke. Her pussy was amazingly tight, and felt like it was on fire, I'd never felt heat like that before.

I was desensitized enough to last for awhile, despite the mind-blowing stimulation of the situation. But, when Mom began to caress us, smearing the slick cum all over my ass, around my balls and Mona's pussy and ass, I started climbing towards my climax.

Mom manipulated us now onto our sides, having me behind Mona, fucking her between her perfect ass cheeks. Mom moved over, facing her girlfriend and they began to make out as my thrusts forced them together. I reached around Mona to hold Mom to us, then rolled atop the two women. In this position, Mona was directly atop Mom as we fucked, all of our legs entwined, and it only took a minute before I saw that their pussies were only inches apart.

Heaven. I withdrew from Mona and sank my cock into Mom's pussy. Three strokes and I was back inside Mona. Holy shit, I was in heaven. The amazing sensation of Mom's slick wet waxed cunt, then Mona's coarse hairy pussy, so much tighter. I only wished that I had two cocks. As soon as I drove into one pussy, I was desperate for the other.

There were hands touching and pussies and asses, I couldn't stop, couldn't decide what to touch or fuck next.

Finally I began to lose control, and though it should have been Mona's turn, I felt the urge to fill my mom with every drop I had. I lifted and rolled the women over as one body, then slipped my cock between the slick ass cheeks of my mother. She bent her knees, offering that lovely ass to me, and I held her by her thighs as I drove into her soaked pussy, the wet sucking sounds of our coupling adding to the taboo. She arched her back, lifting that sweet ass higher against me as I filled her with everything I had left, driving hard against her. I slumped over, my weight now on my mom's back. My face was over her shoulder, and Mona kissed me as I came inside Mom, while she sucked at her friend's neck.

I collapsed then, completely spent. My sweaty body slid down between the two women, and they wrapped themselves around me. I couldn't tell where Mom began and Mona ended, it was just perfect. Slick wet skin, tangled hair, oozing pussies. And the teasing experienced hands of two 40-something-year-old women drifting all over my body.

We all drifted into a state of total relaxation, dozing contentedly, until my cock began to wake us up an hour later. And as the lovemaking began again, I was happy to find that there were no regrets, only enjoyment and excitement that would carry on for years of pleasure.

There may have been a better experience in lovemaking in history, but if there was, I'm pretty sure it must have been fatal.