I Fucked My Friends Mom 45 After She Caught Me Skinny Dipping

(All characters named or otherwise are at, or well above, the age of 18)

Obligatory this happened more than a decade ago before I was really and true a slut. I also hope my friend never finds this. My friend never finds this because I think she knew something was up and some details here would confirm it. MJ, I just want you to know, I’d do it again, don’t read this I’m about to fuck your mom.

The Summer I graduated Highschool was an amazing time. I had so many things that happened. There were parties at the lake almost every weekend. At one of these take parties some friends of mine, who had been deep in their cups for a while, suggested that we go skinny dipping. I say suggested what I mean was they ripped their tops and bottoms off screamed “Skinny dipping” and cannon balled into the lake. Now 19 year old sins didn’t drink or do drugs, but when a bunch of people get naked and jump in the lake, it’s pretty to follow suit and de-suit.

One thing I don’t miss about partying as a teen ager is someone getting a little too drunk, crying and calling their mom for a pick up.

The party was in full swing, two of other girls there had been locked in some pretty intense make out session and as a 19 year old I was pretty focused on that. I didn’t see my friend’s mom, we will call her Ann, walking up to the dock near where we had set up. Ann was MJ’s mom I had known her since I was 14 and Ann was always the “Hot mom” she was short, about 5’3 with medium length dyed blonde hair and very large very natural tits, that hung a little low but all that did was pull her tight shirt down lower. In hindsight, I think she knew she was coming to break up a lake party and wanted to show off a bit. Because she was always wearing “gardening shorts” which were cut off Jean shorts with maybe a 2” inseam barely covering her very toned ass.

Now between the two girls making out and my friends hot mom rolling up, I had been very hard for a very long time. And as a teen you don’t plan on jumping in the lake naked and you for sure don’t plan for getting out. We didn’t have any towels and my suit was pretty far back on shore. It was pretty late at night and the sun was down and no one could find my black trunks.

Ann looked for them first and “couldn’t find them”. But lo and behold, Ann did have a towel in her car. A dish towel. I never did find my trunks, but did get the distinct honor of riding back to MJ’s house (where I had left my car) in her mom’s car with a dish towel covering my RAGING erection. It felt like I was trying to cover the Eiffel Tower with a lap napkin. I was embarrassed.

When we got back to MJ’s large 6 bathroom house (MJ’s dad was a prominent figure in the community and her mom also owned a pretty successful business) everyone who was drunk showered then passed out pretty immediately and I went with Ann to see if we could find some clothes for me. She took me to their master bedroom across the house.

While we were there she spoke to me about how she was so thankful her daughter had a friend like me, it was the plan that I would stay sober and drive everyone home. I didn’t drink so it made sense to me. But she was just still so thankful. She mentioned how she’s also glad I didn’t try and take advantage of anyone while they were drunk. The idea never really crossed my mind, I just don’t think like that. But she was still very grateful and gave me a large hug. Now I would preferred to get that hug after I had found clothes and wasn’t covering myself with bath towel (an upgrade from the dish towel I got post shower). I would have preferred it for many reasons. The biggest one being that feeling her breasts push up against my bare chest got me harder than fresh cut diamonds.

The tone of the conversation changed pretty quick. When you’re 19 and horny you kind of just shut your mouth and agree. I wasn’t thinking anymore. All the blood that helped my brain making logical choices had rushed elsewhere where it was being better utilized.

A mentioned how I must be really popular with the ladies, as she looked down at my cock her freshly manicured hands got a firm grip around me. Holy shit it was happening. I’d had sex before but clumsy teen age sex is different. She whispered how much bigger I was than her husband and how she never got laid anymore.

At this point Ann dropped to her knees, I heard them click she wasn’t a 20 year old sorority girl anymore. But that didn’t stop her from swallowing my 8” cock right off the rip. Getting a blow job is amazing and at 19 you’re just happy another human is touching you, but when a veteran swallows you from tip to hilt it’s different. I hit the back of her throat and felt myself push deeper. Ann’s tongue licked the base of my cock. Thank god the house was huge because the sounds I was letting out would have woken my friends if the residence was any smaller.

While it was some of the best head I’ve ever gotten, it’s really hard for me to cum from head. So eventually Ann, with some help, got up from her knees and pushed me back on to her King sized bed. In a motion practiced but rarely preformed she ripped off her clothes and short shorts. My imagination had nothing on reality. Her body was the definition of “mom I’d like to fuck”.

She wasted not a second before plunging my hard cock deep into her cunt. Thankfully she covered my cock making it slick and ready. The way she rode made understand why she had 4 kids. It was deep. It was full. And it was hard. Pounding down on me. It wasn’t more than 5-6 minutes before I felt the orgasm well up inside of me. She could see it in my face too. I didnt have to say anything she didn’t stop, didn’t change position. Just kept the steady deep rhythm of riding me.

I’d like to say I made her cum, that I was an active participant in the incredible sex I was having. But whenever I’d try she’d whisper that she’s thanking me and to let her take care of everything. And I did, I filled her up. I came so hard. It was at that point the best sex I’d ever had, experience was limited but it didn’t get beaten for several years.

Epilogue:

I got some of her husband’s very tight gym clothes about a size too small for me and she sent me on my way. The next morning I got a text from MJ saying she found my trunks in her mom’s glove compartment. That sneaky slut.