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“Oh Kyle…. Oh Kyle, I’m going to come…”
“Come baby, ride me and come all over me…”
“Oh Kyle… Oh Kyle… OH, KYLE!” She screamed out her orgasm, the sensations sweeping over her as her body moved on top of his. As she spasmed, he took over, his hips thrusting upward and spearing her, rubbing against her from the bottom as the pleasure seized her and locked her muscles into place. Her pussy massaged his cock and he groaned deep in his throat as the convulsions of her orgasm began to suck the cum from his balls.
“Oh god, Renee!” he cried out, thrusting up hard into her as he spasmed with his own completion. It felt incredible as her pussy created a giant suction around his dick, milking him for every last drop of cum that he had.
Once his hands released her, she collapsed on top of him, completely wrung out. Gently he stroked her back, murmuring how perfect and wonderful she was as his dick softened inside of her.
“Thank you,” she finally murmured, her sweet shyness back as she slid off of him. “I hope… I hope you still like me.”
“Like you?” His voice cracked a little in surprise. “This might be a bit late, but will you be my girlfriend?”
Renee burbled laughter. “Yes, yes I will.”
It was only then that they noticed the heavy silence from the room next door. Renee winced and then shrugged. “I think Matt probably knows things are over between us anyway.”
“Well, if you prefer, I can always ask you again after you talk to him,” Kyle offered. Perhaps he should feel worse, but Matt really had been a jerk to her for so long, and now he’d been a jerk to Kyle by coming back here with Kyle’s cheating ex. If Matt had a problem with Renee and Kyle being together then Kyle didn’twant Matt in his life anymore anyway. He cradled Renee gently in his arms, pulling her close to him and kissing her forehead.
“You can ask me as many times as you want,” she said softly, her fingers stroking his chest as if she couldn’t believe he was really here, holding her. “The answer will always be yes.”
THE END
Spring Break
Chapter 1
I was hanging out at my friend Victor's house, two twenty-year-old guys on spring break from college and life was good. His mom was a real sweetheart, divorced but still very cheerful about life. She was also a total MILF. I mean, she was forty-five years old, but she had great skin, she obviously took care of herself, and her hair was long and dark, hanging almost to her waist. And she worked out every day to old Jane Fonda tapes in the living room. I had to admit, it made my dick a little hard every time we passed by her while she bounced around in her spandex. Those tapes were good to her body; she was slim and curvy in just the right places with big bouncing breasts and a full tight ass emphasizing a nicely curved stomach. Maybe more girls our age needed to get ahold of their mom's Jane Fonda tapes because this woman was hot.
But she was also my buddy’s mom, and so I kept these thoughts to myself at the dinner table. It was a really great week though, hanging out at clubs and going to bars where he knew the bouncers so that we could get in even though we were both still underage. And his mom was totally cool with everything; she even let us drink in the house. I got to meet his girlfriend forthe first time too. Victor and I had only been rooming together since the beginning of winter term and his girlfriend, Brooke, was going to be visiting us during her spring break so it was good to at least know who she was first. Real pretty and sweet, she kinda reminded me of his mom, only about twenty-five years younger. Still, if she aged as well as his mom did, he'd be one lucky bastard. They were real sickeningly sweet together, but it was cute still.
At the end of the week he asked me if I minded if he went on a date with Brooke and then spent the night at her house as her parents were going to be out of town. I said that would be fine by me. I could tell by the expression on his face he was dying for me to say yes. Hell, who was I to deny a guy getting laid on his spring break? But I couldn't help but feel jealous seeing as I wasn’t going to be getting laid.
That night I went out to the clubs, but came back early. It really just wasn't as much fun on my own—especially since I couldn't actually bring a girl home or anything. When I walked in, Victor's mom was on the couch, and I froze as she turned to look at me.
She was gloriously naked and not only that, but her fingers were rather obviously playing with her shaved pussy and there were several empty beer bottles laying around her on the couch. My dick was instantly hard. Her eyes got big as she registered my arrival, and then even bigger as they traveled down my body to where my boner was making a substantial tent in my pants.
"Blake?" Her eyes were completely focused on me, she didn't look drunk in the slightest despite the alcohol around her, and a tiny corner of my brain noticed that her fingers were still moving in that pink wetness of her pussy. "What are you doing home so early?"
"I'm sorry…" I stammered, my gaze still riveted to where her fingers were buried. "I just wasn't having that much fun."
One eyebrow arched in surprise. "No girls that wanted a cute guy like you? Now that's hard to believe… but you look like you have a problem there that you could use a girl to take care of. Maybe I can help you with that."
In two seconds flat she was in front of me, and my hands felt frozen at my sides as she kissed my lips, insistently pushing them open with her tongue. I moaned as her soft curves rubbed against the tent in my pants, my body and mind completely at odds with each other. For one, she might be drunk and even if she wasn't old enough to be my mother, shewasmy roommate's mother. On the other hand, she was soft and sexy and the feeling in my dick was getting more insistent.
"Come on, Blake," she purred, sucking on my earlobe which made me melt against her ample and unabashed chest. "I'm lonely and horny… so are you. We can help each other out. I’ve seen you looking at me all week long." Her grasping hand slipped into my pants and closed around my very hard shaft. I gasped and moaned as she pumped it.
"I can't… I'm sorry, Ms. Smith…" I was still stammering, still not making any move to stop her as her fingertips grazed my balls.
"Call me Victoria." She began to kiss my neck and move down toward my shoulder blades, then all of a sudden her hand was off my dick and my shirt was being pulled over my head. "Let's take this upstairs," she murmured, and began insistently pulling me toward her bedroom.
The entire way I was listing reasons in my head as to why this was wrong, why we shouldn't be doing this… all the while running my hands over her soft flesh as she kissed my lips and naked chest. With my hands full of her breasts I said, "But what about Victor?"
"What about him?" she asked, pushing her nipple toward my mouth where I sucked at it like a starving child. Moaning, she arched her back. "He's getting some tonight, why shouldn't we?"
I couldn't exactly answer back without taking her sweet nipple out of my mouth, and at this point that wasn't something I was willing to do. Somehow she managed to get me on my back on the bed without once letting her nipple out of my grasping mouth. I was massaging her heavy globes, pinching and squeezing and I was in heaven with the soft pillows in my hands. There was nothing like a good pair of tits to get a guy going. Who cared if she was old enough to be my mom? She was hot, she was there, and right now she had her gorgeous breasts shoved in my face. I wasn’t strong enough to say no.
As I pillowed my head and mouth in her fantastic bosom, she managed to guide my dick to the entrance of her sopping pussy. Spearing her on my hardness, I moaned as her wet pussy completely engulfed me on the first thrust. It must have been a long time since she'd gotten laid because she was almost virgin-tight, and her muscles were flexing around me, massaging my whole shaft as she ground down against my body. I began nipping at her nipples, turning them raw and red as she rode me, her pussy doing amazing things to my dick—clinging and clenching and making me groan with pleasure while I left love bites all over her large breasts. I felt like I was being smothered in tits and cunt as she pressed against me, moaning loudly as her body impaled itself over and over. She didn't waste any time in fucking herself to orgasm, probably helped by the fact that she’d been playing with herself beforehand. Long before I was ready to blow, she was creaming herself on my dick, screaming out her pleasure as I continued to nibble her red nipples.
