For You Gareman...Mrs. Robinson Part 2

As Kevin came, The look on his face was something that Michaelangelo might have painted. The expression was beautiful. As he withdrew, he helped me off the counter, I took his hand and led him up to my bedroom. His lessons were soon to begin.

I pushed him down on the bed, and I got on my knees. I began kissing him at his feet, and worked my way up slowly, to his calves, his thighs, his hips. Taking my time, and already, he was ready again. I loved youth. I licked his dick, softly, I took the head of his dick into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. I hoped I wasn't ruining him for all the other young girls he would have.
 
Mrs. Robinson's mouth on my cock was amazing. She swirled my head with her tongue, causing my prick to spring back to life. I watched her expertly manipulate her tongue on my throbbing penis. She was good !

Watching my "second mother" suck my cock was an intense sight. I loved it ! I never thought it was possible, but now that it was happening, I was going to take full advantage !!
 
I enjoyed his pleasure. I sucked on his dick for awhile, but I didn't want him to cum yet. So I took my mouth from him. I smiled at him as I positioned myself over his cock, standing fully erect. I lowered myself until I was imaled on him, deeply. I rotated my hips a little, and moaned slightly as I felt him throbbing inside of me.

I was going to teach this boy all he would ever want to know about making love.

OOC: welcome back Garemean, missed you.
 
OOC: Good to be back. Changing ISP's next week with the move. Hopefully won't be offline for long. Thanks for your patience.

Mrs. Robinson straddled me and slid down onto my cock. I was much deeper than before, feeling the tightness of her pussy-lips gripping the base of my cock.

I stared into her face. Remembering the times I had spent with her in a much different way. She had always been a mother figure. Now she was my lover. Wow, that was weird.

She closed her eyes. I studied her mature face. The slight wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. Her sensual lips. I loved looking at her and watching her expressions of pleasure as she began to move on my throbbing pole. God it felt good. How much better could sex be ? I was to find out a little bit later.
 
I rode him slowly, exquistely, giving him as much pleasure as he was giving me. I wanted to take this one slow, show him endurance, but I also wanted a good orgasm. I leaned forward and kissed him, he seemed to be really studying my face. I had watched this guy grow from a small child to a wonderfully grown man. The guilt started to build again, when suddenly he thrust his hips forward, impaling me deeply. I screamed at the pleasure. Oh, it was wonderful. His instincts were taking over. He was making love to me in the most wonderful way. I felt myself clinging on the edge. I wasn't ready to fall over. But with is next thrust, I lost my grip, and the next thrust sent me hurtling up and up into the great white oblivion...The ride down was drifting and smooth. My limbs trembling slightly still. The look on Kevin's face was pure wonder.
 
As we made love, I wondered what TJ would think if he knew I was with his mother. We had done so many thing together. Partners in crime on so many adventures and now I was on the most intense adventure of my life with his mom.

I watched her face. Remembering the many times that she bandaged my skinned-knees and played surrogate mom to me. I never could have imagined myself enjoying her in this way.

I thrust forward several times, sending her into another wild orgasm. I felt so powerful knowing I could give her such intense pleasure. I wondered when she had last had sex. Did she have a boyfriend ?

My mind realed and images of the pornographic films I had watched filled my head. I wondered if Mrs. Robinson would do the things that the women in film did. I hoped she would...

She screamed out as her orgasm built. I rolled us over, positioning myself ontop, driving my cock well into her twitching love-chamber. I took her hands and pinned them over her head, beaming with confidence.

"You like my cock, don't you Mrs. Robinson," I urged, trying to get her to talk dirty to me like they do in the pornos.

[Edited by Gareman on 10-04-2000 at 04:03 AM]
 
"You like my cock don't you Mrs. Robinson?" He said as he plunged into me. I was still reeling from the orgasm. I felt him stroke me harder and harder. I smiled at his attempt to make me talk to him. "Oh, Kevin, I love your cock" I breathed into his ear. "I love the way you fill me up." I raised my legs up higher and I rotated my hips just a little. He was driving me to want things I hadn't wanted in a very long time.
 
I liked being on top. I felt so in control. My cock tingled as it slipped easily into and out of her moist pussy.

"Oh God, your pussy feels so good," I said lustily, trying to remeber some of the other lines I heard before in the movies I'd seen.

I held her hands above her head, moving my face close to hers and kissing her gently.

The smell of sex permeated the room. I had never known this particular scent before, but I loved it immediately. I pushed forward as far as I could, forcing my cock all the way into her warm sleeve. I knew I wouldn't last long, but I was savouring each stroke and loving each moment.
 
It was refreshing. Youth, inexperience. I had not had sex with a virgin in my entire life. All the men I had ever dated had been older than me, and skilled in bed. I was enjoying Kevin's lack of knowledge, and his quick grasp of technique. Instinctively, he knew what to do, and he was picking up quickly little tricks to make himself last longer, and make us both feel good.

I knew he was struggling with words. he sounded like a very low budget porn film. I put my finger over his lips and said, "Just say what feels right Kevin, don't think about it, it will come" I ran my hands over his back muscles, marveling at the smoothness of his skin. The texture of his hair, brushing against my cheek as he stroked in and out of me. His strong legs, pressing against the inside of my thighs. My hand found his tight ass, loving the way it flexed as he plunged into me. I ran my hands all over him, and moved with him, knowing that soon, we would both be at the top of the roller coaster, sailing toward that plummet where everything loses perspective, and the world spins breifly. I said, "that is so good Kevin, oh yes, Fuck me like that. Just....Like.....That." Each stroke was hard, and deep, just the way I loved them.
 
Mrs. Robinson's words snapped me back to reality. I wasn't an actor in a XXX movie, I was a kid making love to his friends sexy mother. She became the Mrs. Robinson that I had known all those years. Loving, nurturing, instructing...

I settled down into a nice rhythm. Entering to my full length and then withdrawing almost as far. Mrs. Robinson wrapped her legs around me, holding me and pulling me into herself with each stroke.

I leaned forward kissing her lips gently. I wanted this feeling to go on forever. The combination of warm sloppy sex and our deep caring for each other was out of this world. She was my mother, my teacher and my lover all rolled into one. It felt so right.

I was lost for words. I could only find, "Oh my God, you're amazing."
 
I groaned, "And you, you are wonderful" I said as he stroked me into orgasm. It washed over me gently, like warm surf on a beach. It was a slow orgasm, it flooded me completely. I sighed with it, and I clutched him to me, willing him to keep doing what he needed to do. I could feel my pussy muscles clenching and unclenching in orgasm, so I knew that he was close. "That's it baby, keep on, give it to me, share it with me." And he did. I felt a mixture of guilt, deep affection, and a sexual attraction that was unbelievable.
 
Mrs. Robinson came again. This time a more gentle orgasm, but still powerful. Her pussy muscles tightened around my probing cock, making the entrance much tighter. When she had finished I pulled out, rolling her onto her stomach to enter her from behind. I'd always wanted to do it doggy style and Mrs. Robinson wasn't arguing, so what the hell.

She got up on her hands and knees, spreading her legs wide enough to allow me access to her pussy.

I guided myself to her moist opening and began feeding my cock inside.
 
Doggy style, my favorite. He plunged into me, deeply, all the way to my cervix. I moaned, and met him as he was pushing himself in. I loved his endurance. This child who had spent time in my arms as a kid, was now fucking me. My son's best friend. These thoughts kept trickling in, then he would stroke again, and I would lose the thought.

I said to him, "Honey, can you give it to me harder?" I knew he could. I was trying to tell him what I liked. I was afraid to go to far into what I liked, I didn't want to corrupt him too much too fast.
 
Mrs. Robinson seemed to like doggy-style, in fact she asked me to fuck her harder. I grasped her hips and pulled her toward me as I thrust forward. She moaned her approval. The angle of attack was stimulating the underside of my cock. It felt great. So great that I knew I'd cum in no time. Each thrust brought me closer to my orgasm. Each time I entered her I pulled her hips back, driving my hard cock into the deepest part of her womb. I still couldn't believe that this was the Mrs. Robinson that I had grown up knowing. She had always seemed so reserved and conservative. What other secrets lay beneath the surface of this beautiful older woman. I wanted to know and felt confident that I would find out very soon.
 
"Tell me how you like it," I implored.

My cock pounded her slick pussy.

"I'll give it to you anyway you want."
 
His words made me crazy. "Oh, give it to me like that. Hard, fast." He was fucking me so well. I was still in awe of the strength, and endurance of the young. Yes, older men could pace themselves, while young men had no true grip on control. But I could teach Kevin that. "Oh, God Kevin, fuck me sweetie, just fuck me." I was raising my ass up, and slamming it back on every stroke.

He seemed to be loving it as much as I was.
 
Mrs. Robinson was obviously loving every delicious inch of my hard cock. She was begging me to fuck her hard and fast and I was going to do just that.

"I've wanted to fuck you for so long," I said, increasing my pace. "I've fantasized about this for a long time."

My cock was about ready to explode. I could feel the hot cum building at the base of my hard prick. My mind began to race. I wasn't totally aware of what I was doing. I didn't care. I just wanted to feel the intense pleasure an orgasm provides.

"Oh God, you're going to make me cum !!"
 
As he started to cum, his dick swelled within me, pushing me over the edge. I knew that as I came, my pussy was squeezing his dick and milking it for all it had.

As he collapsed on top of me. I rolled over and lay my head on his chest. "Thank you Kevin. That was incredible." I leaned up and kissed him softly.

He was breathing hard, his heart beat was pouding. I nestled into his chest and let my hands gently glide over his chest and stomach.

I felt the guilt begin to well up inside of me. god, this child, this man/boy lying in my bed, sweaty, and short of breath. His lips had been on mine, in such a sexual way, the same lips that had brushed mine when I kissed him goodnight on sleep overs thru the years.

His eyes were closed. I wondered if he was feeling the same things I was right now, other than very tired.
 
The sexual tension was gone. Mrs. Robinson lay on my chest, neither of us wanting to speak. What had we done ?
I felt a strange mixture of exhiliration, fatigue and guilt. I closed my eyes, wondering what would happen next. Would she tell me that this was a mistake and we could never do it again. I would understand her point, but would be disappointed if she did. I smelled her sweet perfume mixed with sweat and the scent of sex. I fought with my emotions, never having experienced such intensity before. I opened my eyes, finding her gazing up at me. Her beautiful features all there for me to take in with no shame of "staring at my best friend's mom." We had obviously broken that taboo. What others would we break, if any.......?
 
My eyes searched his. I didn't know what to say. What I had done was on me. I was the adult here and I had broken every rule ever written on the subject. How would my son react? How would Kevins Mom react? God, if anyone found out....

But I still wanted him. I wanted more. I rolled off of him and raised myself up on my elbow. "What is it that you are wanting Kevin?" I was wondering if he was just wanting sex, and no ties. I waited while the confusion nestled in his eyes.
 
"I'm not sure," I responded weakly.
"It's so great being here with you, but I feel guilty."

I ran my fingers through her hair. She looked incredible. Her maturity added a different dimension to the whole situation. As I looked at her I felt my cock begin to harden again. What happened next I can't explain except to say that my lust took over again. I placed my hand on the back of her head and began pushing her face down toward my hardening penis. I wanted her to take me in her mouth. I wondered if she would object.
 
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