A New Life - Sex Stories

A New Life

... gathered around my belly.

I steered my car into the driveway and parked beside my son's girlfriend's car. Amanda had been spending a lot more time at our house since her and my son graduated. Amanda had a dominant personality who surprised me sometimes with the things she said and did. She and my son began dating the previous Summer, just before their Senior year began. She was different than the other girls my son dated or talked to in his earlier years. Amanda was more mature and sometimes a little demanding, but Braxton sure seemed to love her, and I wasn't going to stand in their way.

As I entered the house, I pulled out the hair tie, allowing my long, wavy dark hair to rest on my shoulders. I sat down my gym bag and went straight to the kitchen. I wasn't really surprised to find the downstairs to be empty as I guzzled a bottle of water. After tossing the empty bottle in the trash, I pulled the bottom of my sports bra away from my sticky skin, allowing the d-cup girls to momentarily breath. Braxton and Amanda spent a lot of time in his bedroom when she was over. As an adult, I felt as if I knew what they were doing in there, but as a mother, I wished they hadn't.

As I climbed to the top of the stairs, I could hear faint heavy breathing. Again, as a mother, I could have gone the rest of my life without hearing that. My son's door was cracked open about two inches. Like a pervert, I stopped at his door and peaked inside. The room was dark except for the soft ...

... light emitting from the television. I leaned my head a little to the right and could see my son's bare and hairless body grinding up and down on Amanda. I froze in what I thought was shock, but later realized it was curiosity and envy. After what felt like minutes, but was actually a just few seconds, I witnessed Amanda turn her head slightly toward me. I locked my eyes on hers as I tried moving away. If there was a version of sleep paralysis that can happen when you are awake, I was experiencing it. At that moment, I should have ran away, or Amanda should have screamed, but instead, she flashed me a devious smile.

"I'm cumming," she whispered, between breaths. Amanda kept her blue eyes locked on me as long as she could before they began rolling back. "Right there, baby, don't stop," she said aloud, but as if she was saying it directly to me.

Braxton pulled his right leg up toward Amanda, unknowingly exposing himself to me. I knew I should have fled, or at least, walked away, but Amandas delightful expressions had my feet cemented to the floor. I could hear the faint slapping sound of my son's balls hitting his girlfriend's ass every time he thrusted deep inside her. The air filled with the sweet aroma of passionate love making.

Braxton forced Amanda's left leg up and her ankle to rest on his shoulder and pulled himself up onto his knees all in one move. "Oh, my God," Braxton sighed. "You feel so good."

"Fuck me hard," Amanda demanded. Her whimpers of ecstasy turned ...