The Power of my best friend’s mum, Angelina - Sex Stories

The Power of my best friend’s mum, Angelina

... Angelina’s lovely mouth and she was almost able to swallow fast enough but a little bit trickled down her chin. “Would you like to see my pussy?” I didn’t even think I had any juice left after that. Worried that Bruce would walk in at any moment, Angelina helped me to remove her skirt and blouse. Angelina pulled down her wet soaked panties and waved them under my nose and I breathed in hard. “You love the smell of my cum in my panties?” I breathed in again and let her watch me as I told hold of her panties, unfolded them and licked the most soaked patch in her panties”. I watched Angelina’s reaction and saw her fingering her clit. “Eat and fuck me quickly before my son gets home!” I put down her panties beside me on the floor and got on my knees and ate her. I licked between Angelina’s Labia, parting them with my tongue, all the while keeping up a slow sensual prodding of my middle finger deep in her pussy. Angelina climaxed after 4 of my fingers being inserted in her pussy as she instructed me to. She then grabbed my hips and positioned my hard aching cock at her opening. We both gasped as the mushroom head of the penis worked its way in. I then started fucking Angelina. “I’m almost there” she cried out. Hard me hard, cum with me”. I was fucking her like I was hammering a long nail into wood, making no attempt to hold back on the tidal wave that was building up in my groin. “Oh God yes, harder. I’m going to cum, oh oh shit, I’m cuming”. ...

... Angelina’s vaginal contractions immediately stroked my cock triggering the tidal wave of cum flooding and filling her with warmth and comfort. The intensity of our climaxes bonded us and we cuddled for a few minutes, before getting changed. That was the best grind I had from an older woman and sexier that it was my best friend’s mom. Bruce returned about 10 minutes; and after an hour I made my excuses and left. After about a week, my parents announced that we were moving to New York as they both wanted a fresh start. After we moved, I lost contact with Bruce. About 24 years later, whilst going through my Facebook account, I noted a friend request and an email from the same person. It was from a woman who called herself Lindsay. From her picture profile, she looked mixed race and very beautiful. She’s 23. She had memorable features, but I could not say that I knew of her. I pondered this thought as I opened and read her email. In it, she says she was in the neighbourhood and wanted to see me. I thought why not! I messaged her back and agreed to meet her. Curious, I went through her pics and then I started trembling when I stumbled amongst her folder; pictures of her, my old best friend Bruce, his older b*****r Carl, and her mum Angelina. Good God, I thought. I reminisced that pleasurable night I had with Angelina 24 years ago, but then it suddenly dawned on me that I had not used any form of contraception. Come to think of it, did Angelina use any?