My Son’s Friend
It was a beautiful day and I decided chores could wait until tomorrow. No one else was home, so I put on my little black bikini, turned the radio on outside, and lay out by the pool to relax in the sun. When I was done I took a long shower to wash off the tanning oil I’d slicked over my body. Stepping out of the shower I dried my body off, then towel dried my dark waist length hair, brushed it, and left it down to dry. I put on a thin red robe, tied the sash loosely, and went to get a cup of coffee. I opened the bedroom door and jumped back with a little scream. There was someone standing in the living room.
My scream startled him and he quickly turned towards me. I laughed when I realized it was only Shane, my son’s friend. He didn’t say anything, just stood staring at me. I knew the thin material of my robe concealed little from his eyes. He was staring at my tits. Shane was at the house often and usually looked at me when he thought no one was paying attention. I didn’t mind at all. What 30-something woman isn’t flattered by a young hot guy looking at her with desire?
“What are you doing here Shane?” I asked as I walked into the room. “Drew isn’t home.”
Still staring at me he mumbled something I couldn’t understand. I glanced down and realized the robe was sticking to my still damp skin. My thin naked body was clearly visible. What I noticed more was the thick bulge of his hard dick in his jeans.
Something about a teenage boy looking at me that way, seeing his jeans stretch tight over his quickly hardening dick, was such a turn on. I felt my pussy start to get wet.
Moving closer to him so we were only inches apart I whispered, “Like what you see?”
His head snapped up, his eyes wide. “I…uh…you…”
“I see that you do,” I said.
I traced the outline of his hard dick with the tip of my finger. His groan of pleasure made me smile.
“Stay and keep me company,” I whispered.
I slid my robe open and rubbed my tits while Shane watched. After several minutes he reached for me. I arched my back, pushing my tits into his hands. I closed my eyes and thrilled at the feel of his hands on my skin. One of his hands slid down my body, barely brushed over my pussy, and then moved back up to my tits. I wanted more.
I opened his jeans and pulled them down, sinking to my knees in front of him. He kicked off his shoes and I pulled his jeans off. He leaned against the back of the couch. The sight of his hard dick made my pussy clench. His cock was gorgeous. Smooth and straight, a little over 6” long, and plenty thick enough. I took his dick in my hand and began to stroke it.
With my lips an inch away from his dick, I looked up and asked, “Does your girlfriend do this for you Shane?”
“No, ma’am,” he said in a choked voice.
“What a shame,” I said and took his cock in my mouth.
I sucked and stroked, enjoying the taste of him. I looked up and saw him watching me. His fingers were white from gripping the back of the couch so hard. It wasn’t long before I knew he was going to cum. Looking up at him, I took him as far down my throat as I could when I felt his body go rigid. I sucked and swallowed greedily before sitting back with a sigh.
I sat there looking up at him, watching him breath heavy for a minute before I stood up. My pussy was dripping wet I was so turned on. It was my turn to be pleased. I pressed my body against his and whispered in his ear, “Come to the bedroom with me.”
“Yes,” was all he said.
I took his hand and led him down the hallway to the spare room. I dropped my robe on the floor and climbed up on the bed. Shane stood beside the bed and took his shirt off. He stood there watching as I spread my legs and slid a finger into my wet pussy.
“You’re a virgin aren’t you Shane?” I said.
He only nodded.
“Do you want to fuck me?” I asked. “I’ll show you what I like.”
“I want to, but don’t know if I should,” he replied.
His hesitation was cute. I didn’t care about should. All I cared about was feeling his hands on my body again and the need to feel his gorgeous cock inside me.
“Should doesn’t matter. You can fuck me. Or you can stand there and watch while I get myself off thinking about you,” I said.
His dick was hard again already. I reached for it. One hand stroked him while my other hand played with my pussy.
“Touch me Shane,” I said quietly.
He got on the bed beside me. I took his hand and placed it over mine between my legs. He slid a finger into my pussy beside my own and we both fingered my slick cunt. I moved my hand from beneath his and started playing with my tits. He kept fingering me while he watched my hands. He seemed so unsure of what to do, so I put one hand behind his head and pulled his mouth down to mine. The kiss was filled with fire and sent flames of desire through my body.
“Suck my tits while you finger me,” I whispered in his ear.
His teeth scraped across my sensitive skin. My back arched, raising my tits up to his eager mouth.
“That feels so good, don’t stop Shane,” I said with a moan.
I pushed my tits together. He swirled his tongue back and forth across them. Shivers went through my body.
“Use two fingers in my pussy,” I told him.
He pushed a second finger into me. I spread my legs wider for him. His hard cock pressing against my thigh. I reached down and stroked it. His fingers inside me kept pace with my hand on his cock. His fingers plunged into me faster as I stroked him harder.
“Oh god, don’t stop. Make me cum!” I said through clenched teeth.
It was only seconds before I came and was nearly whimpering with pleasure.
He pulled his fingers out of me. I rolled onto my side and kissed him. Still kissing I shifted so I was straddling his body. I slowly moved down, sliding my dripping pussy across his hard dick. His body shuddered beneath me. I reached down and guided the tip of his rock hard cock into my wet cunt. Slowly I moved down filling myself with his full length. We both moaned as I started to ride him in long slow movements. His hips moved under me. I sat up and rode him faster. His hands were on my tits, squeezing and massaging. His hips began to piston under me, pushing deeper and harder into my greedy pussy.
“Oh, fuck yes, Shane. Fuck me. Make me cum,” I cried out.
The orgasm ripped through my body leaving me weak. I fell forward, hands on his shoulders to hold myself up. He grabbed my hips and held me in place while he bucked beneath me. He fucked me hard and deep. I felt his cock swell as he slammed upward one final time and filled me with his cum.
I lay my head on his chest until my heartbeat slowed closer to normal. Then I rolled off of him. Laying on my side I looked at him. The look of utter relaxation on his face as he stared up at the ceiling was a marvel to me. I stretched and considered how amazing it was to have just fucked my son’s teenage friend.
I slid off the side of the bed and walked around to get my robe. He watched me put it on and tie the sash.
As I walked out the door I paused. Looking back at him I said, “Shane, you should come around more often.”
I went to the kitchen and finally started the coffee I had intended to get earlier. I heard Shane walk into the living room. Leaning against the counter I watched him get dressed. He came over to me, kissed me lightly, and then left out the back door without saying a word. I hoped he’d come around again soon, hopefully when no one else was home.
