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Name: Kate Cohens
Age: 35
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"Brandon, you're going to be late late!" Kate called from the foot of the stairs to her son, eighteen, who was off to traffic school for his third speeding violation in two years. She wasn't completely surprised by this; her own rebellious behavior was probably something that rubbed off onto her son.
At the mere age of sixteen, Kate had become pregnant with Brandon due to the multiple guys she had slept with as a way to feel connected with someone in hopes to fill in the gaps of the nurturing parents she never had. Her carelessness of protection landed her in a predicament that she knew she would not be able to get out of. To top things of, Kate had not a clue of who the father was, considering she had lost track after the fourth.
She had cared for Brandon all on her own, with a minimum wage job as a waitress and no family to turn to. She knew, just as well as Brandon most likely did, that she wasn't the motherly type. If it were up to her, she never would have had children and would have lived a life of one-night stands and stripping; it was the only way of life that would have kept her sane and allow her to feel the things she had been so much missing. Ever since Brandon was born, her sexual life wasn't terrible, but nothing like it was.
After watching Brandon out the door, Kate made her way into the kitchen, stopping on her way to glance in the mirror that hung on the wall. Her platinum blonde hair lay in tousled waves along her shoulders, her 36D push-up bra pushing her breasts nearly out of her low-cut blouse. Her appearance was something she knew she would always have control over, so she could careless about what others thought.
Before she was able to make it into the kitchen, Kate her the doorbell sound just as she turned on her heel to answer it. She was not expecting anyone, so she hadn't the slightest clue as to who it would be. Opening to door slowly, Kate peered outside, noticing a tall, built, dark-haired teen standing with his hands in his pockets, his eyes clearly not on Kate's face. A friend of Brandon's she presumed.
"Is Brandon around?" The boy's husky voice sounded, his gaze finally meeting Kate's.
"No, I'm afraid he just left. Can I help you with something?" The blonde opened the door a bit wider to get a better look at the man, her eyebrow cocked slightly as she examined him.
 
Name: Edmond Davis
Age: 18

Edmond couldn't help but stare at Ms. Cohens. She was so fucking hot! She had a nice pair of tits, and a nice, flat stomach. Edmond normally didn't go for blond chicks, but this woman was an exception. If she were fifteen years younger... But she was his friend's mom. Going after her would just be wierd. Still, one could jack off about what he'd like to do to a woman like Ms. Cohens. Brandon didn't know how lucky he was to have a woman like that for a mother.
"Oh," he said, his eyes inadvertantly drawing themselves to her cleavage. "I was just looking to hang out. You know: guy stuff. Know when he'll be back?"
 
"I believe he's due back any minute..." Kate glanced at the clock hanging on the wall for added affect, knowing very well that she was lying through her teeth. "You're welcome to come in and make yourself comfortable, if you'd like." The blonde felt her lips curling into a something seductive smirk before catching herself and grinning at the boy. The direction her thoughts were leading was completely and utterly absurd, but her desires pushed her on as she opened the door wider for the boy, in case he had decided to stay.
 
"Well, I suppose I could wait," shrugged Edmond. "It's not like I really have anything else to do." He walked into the house, taking care to wipe his shoes on the front mat. He sat down on the ratty old couch. He glanced over at Ms. Cohens, his eyes still fixed to her tits. In the back of his mind, he wondered if she'd notice. Probably not. She was almost twice his age. With a body like that, she could have any guy she wanted. It would be something out of those bad porno movies on the internet if she suddenly came on to him. The thought was interesting, though. There was something about older women that always attracted Edmond. He imagined giving Ms. Cohens a big hug and nuzzling himself against those big titties...
 
Nodding her head and smiling at the boy, Kate closed the front door behind him and watched as he made his way onto the living room couch, one that she had spent many a nights on with strangers while her son was away at a friends for the night. The wear and tear on it was noticeable, but she couldn't possible afford to replace it.

As she made her way over to the boy and sat on the sofa beside him, her left knee touching his right, Kate subconsciously threw her long blonde hair over one shoulder as she raised an eyebrow at Edmond. "Brandon has been off at traffic school all day." Kate rolled her eyes as the lies continued; there was no other possible was she would get the boy in her house if she had told him her son would be gone for four more hours. "You know him, always getting into trouble.." Kate giggled in a high pitched tone as she rested her hand against Edmond's knee, for a mere second catching his gaze, once again, on her breasts.
 
Edmond felt his penis stir at Ms. Cohens' touch. Was she coming on to him, like the hot moms in the internet videos? No, this was just her mothering instincts. Sometimes, his sister touched him like that, but being three years his senior, she was only doing it out of affection.
"Tell me about it," he sighed, remembering all the shinanigans he and Brandon often got in to. "I wonder what he did this time?" He reminded himself to look at Ms. Cohens' face, not her cleavage. It was impolite to stare at a woman too long lest she catch on and think one a pervert.
 
"Ohh, speeding. You know how that goes. All you young men and your lead foot." Kate laughed once again after speaking, her hand remaining on the boy's knee, but slowly inching higher. She felt a stray strand of hair fall in front of her face, which she ignored. "I bet you can be a bad boy too, Edmond. I'm sure everyone's got a little bad in them; even myself." The corner of her lips lifted into a seductive smirk, which this time she allowed to remain that way. By now, she had some hopefulness that the boy was catching on.
 
"You have no idea, Ms. Cohens," chuckled Edmond. Though he said it in jest, he was certainly not telling his friend's mom about all of her son's exploits, or of his own. He scarcely noticed her hand migrating up his leg. Her touch was still motherly to him. He smiled back at her, though he let his eyes wander back down to her cleavage again.
 
"Please, Edmond. Call me Kate.." The blonde traced a mere fingertip further and further up the boy's leg. "But of course, I have some idea. You cannot hide those wandering eyes of yours." Kate returned the smirk to her lips as she pushed her chest out slightly towards him. "My most prized possession."
 
Edmond blushed. He'd been caught.
"I'm so sorry, Ms. Co - I mean Kate!" he gulped. "If it makes you feel uncomfortable..." He tightened his legs, unaware Kate was still touching him.
 
Kate couldn't help but laugh at the boys guilt. "No, Edmond not at all." She shook her head lightly as her finger tip reached the top hem of the boy's jeans. "Does this make you feel at all uncomfortable?" Kate tilted her head slightly as she leaned forward, exposing her breasts even further than they already were.
 
Kate's touch caused Edmond's penis to start to grow. The sight of her tits almost spilling out of her shirt didn't help either. His heart started beating faster.
"No..." he said, unsure if he should answer Kate's question. "That's fine..."
 
"Good.." Kate began, reaching forward to take the boy's hand and place it against her breast. "Don't be shy." A grin stretched across her face as she gazed down, noticing the apparent bulge growing in Edmond's jeans.
 
Edmond's heart accelerated to fever pitch and his face turned scarlet. He was touching a woman's breast! Never in his wildest fantasies did he think it would happen like this. The last time he'd touched a breast was when he was 18 months old and still breast feeding - unless he counted wrestling with his teenage sister, but that ended when he turned 11 and hit puberty. For a moment, he sat stunned, his hand pressed against Kate's massive tit. Then, he gently glid his hand down until he'd cupped her breast, then gently squeezed. His thumb brushed against the bare flesh of her tit.
 
"Mmm.. yes." Kate's eyes fluttered shut as she felt the boy's hand squeeze her breast. He felt timid, shy still; she knew she would be able to find some way to loosen him up. In one fluid motion, the blonde unbuttoned her blouse to expose her bare chest, leaning forward even further to give Edmond a better feel. "That feel amazing.." she hummed softly as she toyed with the button of his jeans.
 
By now, Edmond's cock was fully grown and was starting to harden. It was starting to strain against his briefs. The sight of Kate's bare breasts sent him over the edge. Edmond reached inside her blouse and began to caress Kate's flesh. He ran his finger along her nipple, ran his hand down across her stomach, and massaged around her belly button. With his other hand, he reached over and touched her breast. He knew this was awkward, but it was also a dream come true. He was finally touching a woman's naked breasts and her tummy! His heart beat ever faster with excitement.
 
Despite his weariness, Kate adjusted herself so that she was straddling the boy's lap, his jeans already been unbuttoned. She knew this was wrong, but her sexual deprivation was being to be too much for her. "Ohhhh.. yes." Kate arched her back slightly as the boy fondled her breasts. Her hand slipped down beneath his jeans where she grazed his hardening cock with her fingertips through the fabric of his briefs.
 
Edmond was in heaven. Here was a beautiful woman with massive tits letting him run his hands up and down her torso while he pleasured her with his hands. Here teasing touch against his still imprisoned cock only sent a shiver of pleasure down his spine. He was suddenly filled with the urge to show Kate his appreciation and heartfelt admiration for her.
'Okay,' he thought. 'Now's your chance. Gotta do this right.' He'd practiced this before with his sister on numerous occasions, most recently that weekend. She'd been sitting next to him on the patio glider in the backyard, wearing nothing but her bikini. She'd talked him through it, drawing on her copious experiences with boys to guide him step-by-step. Edmond had filled in the rest.
Edmond slipped his arms around Kate, one hand on the small of her back, the other on her shoulders behind her tits. He then pulled himself into her - or rather pulled her into him - and snuggled against her breasts. He closed his eyes as he drew close to her mouth, then gave her a soft, delicate kiss on the lips, like the kind his sister said to use as a test to see if the girl was interested in kissing.
 
As Edmond pulled her to him, Kate didn't resist as she allowed him to take somewhat of the control. She used the slight shift in position to slide the boy's jeans down a bit, fully exposing the growing bulge in his briefs. She continued to stroke him through the thin fabric just as his lips fell gently against her own. Going with it, Kate rested her free hand against the side of Edmond's face, passionately deepening the kiss just enough to show that she wanted him. She could feel her nipples hardening even more as she pressed her breasts tightly against his own chest.
 
Kate was a far better kisser than his sister. While his sister could still grind her lips into his, she never removed her clothes. Edmond could feel Kate's nipples pressed against him. Excited, he pulled her even closer until he felt her tits might break his ribs. He hungrily kissed her somemore, trying to imitate everything his sister taught him. In his head, he wished Kate would take him in her own embrace, the way his sister did to him, so he could just surrender to her soft, feminine body. Edmond felt his penis trying to burst out of his briefs with an excitement he only had when he jacked off to porn.
 
As their lips continued to move together, Kate allowed her hand to wrap around Edmond's neck, the soft curls at the nape of his neck brushing against her fingers. There bodies were nearly molded together as one, minus the pesky fabric that got in the way of their most intimate areas. Without warning, Kate swiftly slipped her hand beneath the waistband of the boy's brief, finally making bare contact with his straining cock. She allowed her fingertips to stroke the length of it a few times before shoving his briefs down, her hand wrapping around his member to give it a few slow pumps.
 
Edmond was just surrendering to the warm intimacy of the kiss and embrace when Kate pulled away and suddenly went for his cock. Her touch sent spasms of pleasure shooting through him. He broke the kiss to gasp in surprise. No one had ever touched him down there - at least not in a sexual manner. Even when his sister touched him there, fourteen years ago, she had been motivated more by curiousity than by lust. Then Kate wrapped her fingers around his throbbing dick and begans stroking him. That was the most wonderful feeling he'd ever experienced. No one had ever done that to him. He looked up at Kate and smiled. He kept his arms wrapped tightly around her and the tips of her breasts still touching his shirt.
 
Feeling him grow even more hard with each touch, Kate squeezed his member a bit tighter as her hand continued to move along his length. After just a few more strokes, she released him before using her hands to pull the boy's shirt over his head, returning her breasts immediately to the now bare skin of his chest. Lifting her hips, she ground her fully-clothed pelvis into Edmond's, enjoying the sensation of his rock-hard cock against her arousal. "Ohh, I need you." The blonde cooed, impatiently pulling at the button of her own jeans.
 
"My god," gasped Edmond as Kate rubbed her crotch against his dick. The feeling of the denim against his sensitive cock sent more shivers through him. He pulled Kate closer to him.
"I love you," he whimpered, and attacked her lips again, just as his sister showed him. All the while, he rubbed his dick against Kate's jeans relishing the wonderful sensation it gave him. This was far better than masturbation.
 
As their lips met again, Kate moved hers feverishly with his own, her teeth nipping at his lower lip every now and then. In one fluid motions she shoved her jeans down just far enough to expose herself, her panties clearly having been soaked through. As their lips continued to work together, Kate reached between them to grab his cock in her hands once again, rubbing the tip of it against her moist opening, the fabric of her panties blocking his entry. She couldn't help but moan against his lips at the sensation of his member, so close to what she had desired.
 
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