Speaker 1: Let me ask you a question and be honest.
Speaker 2: Do I make you horny vibe? I fucked one of
my mom's friends when I was nineteen. My mom was
a stay at home mom who spent most of her
time at the country club playing tennis. Most of her
friends were in their forties but attractive. They were all
also mostly married. We lived in the suburbs. It was
a nice area. The people were affluent and there were
tons of places to shop and eat. One day, around lunchtime,
I left in gym and went to a sandwich shop
to grab something to eat to take back to my
parents' house. When I walked in and saw my mom
there with a few of her tennis friends. I started
to turn around and walk.
Speaker 1: Out know me. Then I heard my mom, Yeah, Ah,
where do you think you're going?
Speaker 2: I turned and looked back at her. I'm gonna just
eat out here. I don't want to bother y'all. Boy,
if you do not get in here, speak you know
I'll raise you better than that, my mom yelled back.
I noticed her friends turn it back to look at me.
They were all dressed in tennis outfits with tennis skirts.
They were all real quick to say hi, I received
the number of comments on how much bigger I had gotten.
I even got some fills on my arms and chest.
One of her friends even asked if I had a
six pack. I laughed, but then she lifted up my
shirt to see for herself. No, all he do is
go to the gym, eat up all my damn food
and sweet.
Speaker 1: One of the women I had never seen before. I
noticed her immediately, and who is this?
Speaker 2: I heard her says. She reached out with her hand
to fill my abs. I let her touch and even
played along a little, reflexed my abs as she went
in for the touch, letting her know that I was
okay with it. She touched up near the top of
my abs and worked her way down.
Speaker 1: For a moment.
Speaker 2: I didn't think she was going to stop. Her finger
stopped that she had the top of my shorts. She
was dressed in a short tennis girl like the other women,
but this shit looked different on her. She was about
five six and she probably weighed about one hundred and
seventy pounds, thick and very fucking attractive. At this point,
my mom walked over and introduced me to her friends.
I don't even remember saying anything to the others, but
when she got to this woman, I paid attention.
Speaker 1: Tammy.
Speaker 2: Tammy was married to a doctor and had two kids,
both in elementary school, but I.
Speaker 1: Didn't care about that. I wanted Tammy.
Speaker 2: A couple of days later, I was chilling her to
knock at the door. I ran down and answered, in
just some basketball shorts. Hey, Tammy said, smiling at the door.
But I was supuzzled to see her because my mom
had just left to play tennis twenty minutes before this.
Still a little shocked to see her, I said, Hey, Tammy,
how you doing. Are you looking for mom? Yes, Tammy
said that she stepped into the house.
Speaker 3: I am I have something bad.
Speaker 1: Damn, you just missed her. She just left to go
play tennis. I'm sorry.
Speaker 2: Tammy kept walking into the house. She was carrying bag
and heading towards the kitchen. I watched her walk in,
and then I noticed what she was wearing. She had
on a nice top, but it was the skirt that
kept my attention. It was a tight, very very short,
black skirt. It was so short that her ass cheeks
were almost out.
Speaker 3: I was shopping at the farmer's market this morning and
picked up some fresh vegetables for your mom. I told
her I will drop them off, and she says she
would be here and then just drop by. So here
I am.
Speaker 2: She looked back at me from the kitchen standing at
the refrigerator. Okay, that's what's up. I didn't know what
else to say. I was too uncertain about what was
happening right in front of me. Tappy turned to the
fridge and opened the door. She was looking aside. I
was looking at her ass in that skirt. She reached
down to a bottom drawer in the fridge, her ass
sticking up as the skirt began to rise. She continued
to lean down into the fridge. I saw a glimpse
of her white panties as she bent further and further down.
My dick was getting hard as fuck, very hard and
very fucking fast.
Speaker 1: Tell me put the bag in the fridge. That stood
back up.
Speaker 3: I'm sorry. This skirt is just way too fucking short.
I should have won a different one.
Speaker 1: Ah. I like the skirt. I think it looked good
on you.
Speaker 2: M M.
Speaker 1: You don't think it's too short.
Speaker 2: I mean maybe it's a little short. You just go
ahead to be careful. When we had been the hole. M.
Tammy took two steps and we were now face to face.
Speaker 3: Yeah, I was thinking about you when I put it
on this.
Speaker 2: Morning, Tammy said, as her hand reached out and grabbed
my throbing dick through my basketball shorts. Tammy kissed me
on my list while she was holding my dick in
her hand. After a few seconds, she stood back.
Speaker 3: I'm sorry, Eric, and my friend's son and I.
Speaker 2: I shouldn't be doing this, Tammy said as she walked
across the kitchen away from me. No, it's okay, I'm
alright with it.
Speaker 3: No, I shouldn't have teased this far.
Speaker 1: It's just I thought it could be fun, you know.
Speaker 3: I just wanted a little excitement. I need a little excitement.
Speaker 2: I'm sorry, I shouldn't, Tammy said as she walked up
to the bar in the kitchen, facing away from me
with her head down. She was standing with one foot
crossing the other. Her skirt was rising so I could
see the bottom of her eyes cheeks, and all I
could think about was my thrib and dick inside my
basketball shorts. I was so turned on. I walked up
behind her and put my hands on her waist. I
moved her hair to the side and kiss her neck.
Speaker 1: Do what happened?
Speaker 2: But it looks like it, I whispered into her ear.
She brought her hand up to my head, so I
kept kissing her neck. She washed her back and started
grinding on my deck. Her eyes fell so fucking good,
so soft. Every time I tasted, she responded like she
ain't been forever. Her pussy and her brain were fighting.
Her pussy was winner. I couldn't take it anymore. I
dropped my shorts and lifted her skirt. I then pulled
down her pennies.
Speaker 1: Wait, Eric, hold on, I'm married, she said, she stepped
out of her panties. We can't do this. I just
wanted to have a little fun. I've been throw over
the kitchen counter and she didn't resist. I'm okay with
you being married, Tammy. I ain't got a problem with it,
I said, as I was positioning myself behind her. No,
you don't understand I should be doing this.
Speaker 2: I put both my hands on her hips. Tip My
dick was just in turn her pussy. I thrust and
pulled her hairsword me. Wait, Tammy, mom, just my dick
slid inside of her. She put her face down on
the kitchen counter. Her lit spread opened a little bit more.
Her body started matching my rhythm.
Speaker 1: My god, I can't believe I'm.
Speaker 3: I can't believe I'm doing this.
Speaker 1: I'm not gonna stop.
Speaker 2: I reached up and grabbed her by the back of
her hair. My dick got even harder. Tammy could feel
how hard I was. Her hands gripped the counter tie,
her body tends down.
Speaker 1: Oh god, I'm.
Speaker 2: Tammy yell that she was orgasmic. I was about to come.
Tammy could fill me on the verb. Can I come
inside of you? Let me come inside of you, asked
the one. I was fucking her harder and harder. Why okay,
good fucking girl, I whispered as I grabbed the back
of her throat and concentrated on fucking her.
Speaker 1: I'm not pulling out a ship, and you're gonna get
out of this dick. I shut the fuck up and
take it. Oh fuck, I'm coming again.
Speaker 2: The feeling that Tammy is supposed to come in for the
second time was all I could take.
Speaker 1: Oh baby, I'm coming, I said, as I can keep
this out of her.
Speaker 2: M hm. We fucked around for the rest of that summer,
but we ended it because she was getting too reckless.
Damn I miss Timmy