Best Friend's Shy Son - Sex Stories

Best Friend's Shy Son

... bench and ate, and Jessica continued observing Henry. He always ate the same things for lunch every day. She always considered him a creature of habit because of this, one that simply refused to change his routine and stuck by it resolutely, despite her encouraging him to switch things up.

At the end of their lunch break, they went to their next class. It was better than their morning one with a professor who presented the material in a more interesting way - a way that was less likely to put you to sleep in your uncomfortable chair.

Henry arrived back at the apartment later than usual that evening. He went to take a shower right away, before having dinner and doing some more reading on the couch.

He got a message from Carla.

'Hi, baby. Tell your mom I need you to come over and help me move some stuff around tomorrow. New furniture.'

'Okay, Aunt Carla' he texted back.

He then told his mom what Carla wanted him to tell her. Drew nodded, promising to drive him over to Carla's house the next day. She then asked him what he wanted for breakfast the next morning. He ended up helping her marinate chicken.

That night, Henry laid in bed thinking about his mom's friend. He missed her so much and found himself both excited but also feeling guilty. No matter how many times he tried telling himself he wasn't doing anything wrong, he couldn't stop feeling that he was betraying his mother's trust by getting together with her friend. The fact that Carla initiated all ...

... their encounters only helped ease his conscience a little.

Eventually he fell asleep, dreaming of her soft lips.

.......

The next day, Drew drove her son over to Carla's house. There, she dropped him off and told him "I'll be back to pick you up in half an hour."

"Make it two hours. I bought a lot of new stuff and also want Henry's opinions on them."

"Okay, Carla. See you." Drew then left the house, heading to work, leaving her son alone with her friend.

Henry looked at Carla shyly.

Carla gave him a lascivious grin. She told him "Come here." He approached her. She wrapped her arms around him and captured his lips in a passionate kiss, stealing his breath. His eyes widened in shock and he melted in her strong embrace. Well, not his entire body. A certain part of him got very hard. Very hard indeed...

"Someone's happy to see me," she teased, rubbing his crotch. The older woman shamelessly fondled Henry's young balls. She groped him. He turned crimson, gasping, moaning out loud.

"Aunt Carla..."

"Shhh," she placed a finger over his lips. Carla then told her friend's son "I want you to fuck me today."

Henry couldn't believe it. He thought his ears deceived him. "Did you just say-"

"Yes. You heard me correctly. I want you to fuck me, Henry, and cum in my pussy."

"But what if you get pregnant?"

Carla chuckled. "That's not gonna happen," she said. "I got my tubes tied two years ago." She then dragged him to her bedroom and pushed him onto her ...