Debbie Jones was sucking my cock while I sat on her bed. At eighteen, she was a year older, yet we were both in our senior year of high school. The school held her back a year.

Debbie was sucking her fourth cock of the week. That is what she does to hang around with the cool kids. She is pasty white and a little overweight. She has enormous tits, and they were out swaying about as she bobbed her head on my cock. Her hair was blonde and stringy.

I was guiding her head with my right hand and pinching a nipple with the left. I looked up at the door. The door was cracked open, and I saw red hair and green eyes peering through the crack. It had to be Mrs. Jones, Debbie’s mother. She was a beautiful redhead in her forties. Her divorce had happened when Debbie was five.

Since we were being watched, I made sure she could see everything. I pulled my cock out of Debbie’s mouth, letting the spy see my full thick seven inches. I rolled on a condom and bent Debbie over the bed. There was no way I was raw dogging this girl. I had fucked her only once before, but I was drunk.

I spread her cheeks and inserted my cock. Debbie did not make a sound. My fat cock easily slipped into her spacious pussy. I fucked Debbie hard, but she just bent over like nothing was going on. I heard panting coming from the door. I grunted and filled the rubber with my seed. Debbie gave magnificent head, but she was a terrible fuck.

Debbie sat on the bed and put her bra and panties back on. She looked at me and smiled. “When are you going to come and see me again?”

The watcher at the door was gone. “Billy said he will be over later, and I believe Sam will too,” I replied. I opened the door and noticed a wet spot on the carpet. I walked into the kitchen, and Mrs. Jones was in her robe, drinking a cup of coffee. Her face was flushed, and I could see her hard nipples outlined in her robe.

I walked up to Mrs. Jones, grabbed her hand, and kissed it. I could smell her sexual aroma on her hand. “Thank you for letting me study with Debbie. She has helped me a lot these past few weeks. I noticed your lawn needs mowing. I would love to come back later and cut it for free since Debbie has helped me study.” I could see the freckles on her face and chest. Her robe outlined her perfectly shaped body.

“Sure, Mac,” she said. “That would be very nice of you. I may have some other chores for you as well, if you don’t mind.”

I replied, “I’ll be over around five to service your needs.” She turned a deeper shade of red and walked me to the door.

At five, I drove my dad’s riding lawnmower two blocks to the Jones house. I was not wearing a shirt and had on my tight-board shorts with no underwear. I wanted Mrs. Jones to see clearly the outline of my cock. I was 6’-1" and had a swimmer’s body with broad shoulders. I swam on the school’s swim team. My hair was blonde and curly, and I had crystal blue eyes.

Billy’s car was in the driveway, so I peeked into Debbie’s window. She was riding Billy’s small cock and Sam was fucking her ass with his long, skinny dick. Debbie was enjoying the extra attention.

I finished the front lawn, and when I drove to the backyard, Mrs. Jones was waiting for me with a glass of sweet tea. Her red hair cascaded over her shoulders, falling over her tube top-covered breasts. She was wearing loose-fitting white cotton shorts.

I walked up to Mrs. Jones and took a long swig of tea. I was sweating all over my chest, back, and face. I placed my hand on her bare shoulder and whispered, “I saw you watching and I saw your puddle.”

She turned red. “I think you should leave,” she retorted. I pushed her against the back brick wall and pressed my growing cock against her belly. She was excited to feel a real cock again. “What do you think you are doing?"

I pulled her tube top down and bared her magnificent tits. They were firm and perfectly round. Her pink areolas were small but had eraser-sized nipples. I continued to press my now fully hard cock against her and sucked her right tit.

Mrs. Jones was panting now and wasn’t pushing me away as hard as she had tried a minute ago. She breathlessly said, “Mac, your cock is so hard... We can be seen. We need to go inside or...”

“Or what?” I replied as my fingers snaked up the leg of her shorts and entered her wet pussy. She was not wearing panties. She moaned and placed her head on my shoulder as I finger-fucked her against the wall. I picked up the dainty Mrs. Jones and carried her to her bedroom. When I walked past Debbie’s room, her door was wide open. Cum covered Debbie’s face and tits as she had both dicks squeezed into her mouth.

I placed Mrs. Jones on her back and pulled her shorts off as she discarded the tube top. She had neatly trimmed her red bush in a triangle and had light red fuzz over her labia. I spread her tender thighs and tongued her slit. Her eyes rolled up into her head. I slipped my middle and forefinger into her entrance while sucking and nibbling on her pea-sized clit. I would never put my mouth on Debbie’s pussy, but her beautiful mom was a different story. She held my face down firmly in her cunt. “Yes, right there. Eat my pussy, boy, service me.” She wailed.

Her nectar flowed out into my hand as she convulsed. I climbed on top of Mrs. Jones and kissed her passionately. Her tongue hungrily slipped into my mouth and danced with mine. She flipped me over and dug desperately at the snaps of my board shorts. “I need your cock inside me. Please fuck me. Punish my pussy,” she whimpered.

I opened my shorts and discarded them across the room. Mrs. Jones straddled my cock and slowly impaled herself on my shaft. She sat fully down with my cock completely buried in her tight, wet cunt. I felt her bush rubbing against mine. She dug her nails into my chest as she moved her hips fervently up and down. With her chin pressed hard against her freckled chest, she rode me fast and hard.

My cock never felt better than being in Mrs. Jones’s tight pussy. She knew how to fuck to get maximum sensation and penetration. Every nerve ending in my cock was buzzing. I kept my eyes fixed on her bouncing breasts. I was thrusting up into her, matching her every move. Her pussy tightened further onto my cock as she let out a primal scream. She came hard and flooded my torso with her nectar. Her body collapsed on top of mine.

I rolled on top of her and bent her legs so her knees were on either side of her head. Her eyes were wide open as I deep-dicked her swollen pussy. She grunted with every wild thrust I gave her. Spittle ran from her mouth as my cock pistoned in and out of her underused pussy. She was shaking violently as my youthful cum filled her. My cock had been in her sore pussy for forty-five minutes before my cum erupted inside her. She was exhausted when I pulled out and I watched my cum pour from her gaping hole.

We lay side by side for twenty minutes before she could speak. “Fuck me tenderly and slowly.” I got between her legs, and she wrapped her legs around my waist. My cock slowly penetrated her pussy, and I slowly rocked in and out. Her moves were magical as she made love to me. We stared into each other’s eyes until we came together. Her pussy clenched tighter onto my cock as I spread my warm seed inside her.

Debbie became pregnant that night. She married Billy when she was six months along. She had a baby boy, and it was determined that Sam was the sperm donor. Billy didn’t care, as Debbie sucked his small dick whenever he wanted.

I moved in with Mrs. Jones, and she paid for my college education. I have since graduated from college and have become a gym teacher at the high school.

Mrs. Jones and I have sex four or five days a week. We will not marry, but we plan to be together for a long time.