Making the milf list 3 - Sex Stories

Making the milf list 3

When a man knows a woman is attracted to him, it makes him proud. When a woman knows a man wants her, it makes her proud. When you have to keep it secret, when you worry about people seeing the sex haze in your eyes, it makes you wary. When you are wary, you walk quietly and tend to find yourself sneaking around, even when you are getting a soda or a snack from the kitchen, just to stay in practice. This brought me a moment of inspiration and good fortune. My mother was sitting in the living room, around the corner from the kitchen talking on the phone. "Well, Laura, all I can say is, if she is, power to her. Kyla has put up with so much so often I am sure she deserves a little stiff dick pleasure attached to a real man." I stopped cold, hand on the fridge door. My mother was talking about me. No doubt about it and she did not know I was listening and she did not know she was talking about me. My mother laughed. "Of course. I would love to be a fly on the wall and see them doing it!" She paused. "No. I never have, well, not since college. My roommate did it with her boyfriend one night and let me watch. It was hot." Pause. "No. Well, maybe. Sure, I would let you if you let me. It would only be fair. Laura are you thinking of doing something nasty, something you should not do?" My mother laughed and they changed the subject. I tiptoed away, my head spinning with what I had just heard. I lay down and went to sl**p without touching my hard cock and woke with a plan. ...

... Unfortunately, it did not include going over to Landon's house and fucking his mother. Everyone was back now and finding any time to get her alone had been impossible. I did not return after the second time. I do not know why. Well, I do. I had been charged with fucking my mother and I was no closer to that than when we started and I did not want to get distracted with the lovely load of free pussy Kyla Clark represented. I was working for all of us, I could not afford to stop and smell the roses, or pussy for that matter. That would not prove popular with the guys. I caught a ride with Mother to the mall, just to walk around and think. I woke up with the germ of an idea tottering around in my head and I wanted to give it some time to develop. I was not in the mall more than 10 minutes before I saw Kyla standing at a store window, gazing at a display. She turned around and saw me and her eyes flashed. She did not smile. She turned around and walked into the store, a general clothing store. I was about to follow when I noticed a blond woman walking on the other side of the mall. Mrs. Anthony Wills, Chris' mother Laura, the woman my mother had been talking to on the phone, the woman Chris insisted had fucked her two b*****rs. I stared at her. She wore a short coat and knee length green dress with a furry hat. The days were getting colder. I glanced at the place where Kyla had been standing. She was out of sight and just then the germ of an idea began to grow, like an exploding galaxy. I ...