My best friends mom Ms. Carrow - Sex Stories

My best friends mom Ms. Carrow

When I was growing up, I would often spend my free time hanging out with my best friend Nick Carrow at his house. We were inseparable, we’d spend weekends and summers in his basement playing video games and watching movies. However, there was an even better perk of being Nick’s best friend, I got to see much of his beautiful mother Cynthia. Cynthia was every teenage boys fantasy; a sexy MILF with long brown hair and hazel eyes. She had sexy pouty lips and an ass so round it made you cry. Cynthia’s tits were large and bouncy, making me drool every time she leaned over. As a child all of my obsessions for her only resulted in hours of masturbation and daydreaming, but little did I know I would soon have my chance to turn my dreams into reality. My name is Jameis Coyne, I’m 18 years old and returning home from college for summer break. It had been months since I’d seen Nick so I decided to stop by his house one day and pay him a surprise visit. I drove over and was extremely happy to find that Cynthia came to open the door. “Jameis it’s so good to see you how have you been?” She had not changed one bit. Her long brown hair flowed down to her mid back and her lips looked sexier than ever. She wore a tight white shirt that greatly outlined her perfect rack and wore a short black skirt that made me want to cum as soon as I saw it. “I’m fine Ms. Carrow, just back home for the summer so I thought I’d pay Nick a visit. Is he home by chance?” “No I’m sorry honey Nick went on a camping ...

... trip with his friends he’ll only be back tomorrow but please come in I haven’t seen you in so long I want to hear all about college!” Nick’s mom led me into her kitchen where we made small talk for a while. I told her a bit about school but mostly listened and she went on about her job as a wedding planner, I was only barely paying attention as my mind was fantasizing about what was under that tight skirt… “Jameis I just made a pitcher of lemonade let me go get you some,” “Thanks Ms Carrow!” I watched as she got up and walked to the fridge, swaying her hips side to side making her ass pop out of her tight mini skirt. My cock throbbed under the kitchen table as I imagined her bending over for me as I spanked her naughty ass. When Cynthia returned with the pitcher, she fumbled it as she was setting it down, causing the lemonade to splash all over my pants and shirt as well as a bit of her skirt. “Oh Jameis I’m so sorry! I’m such a clutz please please come to the laundry lets get your dried off.” “Don’t worry about it Ms. Carrow it’s fine! A little bit of lemonade never hurt anyone,” We walked to the laundry room and she instructed me to remove my shirt and pants. Normally I would have no problem with this but my cock was still fully erect from having day dreamed about her, so I removed my shirt and said that there was no need to wash my pants. “Nonsense Jameis they’re soaked, please let me wash them for you I feel so terrible. Here I’ll get them for you.” Now something amazing ...