Taking My Friend's Mom In The Kitchen - Sex Stories

Taking My Friend's Mom In The Kitchen

... came to go to bed, it was decided that I would sleep on an airpump mattress on Travis’ floor. I was fine with this, but couldn’t really sleep anyways because of the amount of anticipation I had for the concert. After several hours of laying in bed staring at the ceiling, I heard Mrs. Anders creep out of her room and down the stairs. I decided this would be a good chance to grab a drink of water and chat it up with my friend’s mom so I slipped out of the room and downstairs. When I reached the doorway of the kitchen I nearly choked at what I saw. Mrs. Anders was bent at nearly a 90 degree angle over the sink filling a glass with water, wearing a t-shirt about 2 sizes too small and absolutely NOTHING beneath the waist! I had a perfect view of her ass in all its splendor, the cheeks looked silky smooth and firm, while her asshole looked tight enough to hold a pin in place. I could see most of her pussy which was a bright shade of pink and seemed already slightly wet. Absolutely stunned by what I saw, I took a single step back directly into a coffee table. The slight noise made Mrs. Anders suddenly unarched her back and turned around, dropping her half full glass of water into the sink. Her face became very red but she didn’t move a muscle, even as the water ran behind her. We stood there, absolutely petrified, and stared each other down. I eventually broke contact and gazed at the rest of her body, which included her gray bush and her amazingly perky tits pressed tight against ...

... her t-shirt. A little water had gotten on them and I could see her areolas in full splendor, which made my mouth water quite a bit. Knowing that her lack of speech and movement was pretty much an invitation to take her for my own, I slowly yet intently made my way across the kitchen towards her. She looked down at my chest as I drew near. “Dave…” she whispered as I came within a few inches. She put her hand up to my heart as she looked up at my face, and I could see nothing but pure lust in her eyes. She started to say something but before she could, I effortlessly reached around her and took a handful of her ass in my hand, drawing her right up to my body. She slightly moaned as I took my other hand to her chin and lifted her face to mine, and pressed her lips to mine. Her kiss was reluctant at first, but eventually opened up until our tongues were swarming each other’s mouths in a flurry of passion and sexual tension. After half a minute or so I moved my hand from groping her ass towards her pussy, which I began to rub without penetrating. Mrs. Anders moaned into my mouth as I did this, and my hand came away soaked from the moisture of her pussy. She responded by reaching into my boxers and wrapping her hand around the base of my thick 6 inch penis, and slowly moving her hand up and down it. This sent me into a state of pure sexual overdrive, so I moved my hands onto her hips and violently turned her around and pushed forward on her upper back, forcing her to arch over the ...