Maybe a week after Jason’s mom revealed that she’d caught me watching her, I got an unexpected surprise.  Apparently, Dad had managed to convince Mom that it wasn’t going to end well if they didn’t loosen up the apron strings a little.  To drive home his point, I got my birthday present early – a car.

It was nothing fancy, and used, but it was a lease return, so it didn’t have a massive number of miles on it.  It was clean and still under warranty.

And it was mine.

With it came a lot of freedom that I was actually able to enjoy.  The one stipulation was that I take an apprenticeship with the railroad.  My grandpa on Dad’s side had been a railroad man, and he’d used that legacy as a means to help me jump the line a little.  It was good money and not nearly the grueling job it was back in Grandpa’s day, so I went for it.  My parents and I both knew I wasn’t college material.  I’d graduated high school, but it had been with the bare minimum of credits, and average grades at best.

I was managing to balance things and still have a life.  I’d even gotten laid a couple of times during the intervening months.  The easing of my curfew and the ability to get to more places had opened up opportunities to hook up with a couple of the easy girls in town.

Jason’s mom still inspired more than a few masturbation sessions despite that.

I was out at eleven on Saturday night four days before my birthday and feeling fine.  I was parked at the gas station eating a couple of slices and planning to go look for Becky to see if I could get some pussy.  Becky was on the chubby side, but she had huge tits and she was always DTF.  It was a matter of whether someone else had gotten to her that evening first as much as anything else.  I had a third leg up on anybody else because she said I had the biggest dick of any guy she’d ever fucked.

Before I could pull out and go on the hunt, I saw Jason’s mom pull in.  As soon as she saw me, she hopped out of the car and made a beeline for my open passenger window.

“Well, hey you,” she said, leaning into the window and giving me a direct view straight into her cleavage.  “Almost there, huh Brian?  Only four days left, and you have your own car, too.  Congratulations.”

“Thanks,” I said, trying not to stare at her tits.

It hadn’t gone unnoticed.

She laughed, pushed her tits together, and said, “May as well look.  It’s not as if you haven’t seen way more of the girls than this.”

My cheeks and ears instantly felt like they’d caught fire.  I chuckled nervously, shook my head, and looked down.  The embarrassment was pretty much the only thing that could have torn my eyes away from her tits.

“So, what are you doing for your birthday?” she asked.

“I’m pretty much stuck with the family party on my birthday, but I’m going camping with my friends over the weekend.”

“Getting drunk and howling at the moon, huh?”

Well, she hit that nail on the head.  “No, we’re just going camping and fishing,” I lied.

She blew a raspberry and said, “Mmm hmm.  Right.  Anyway, want to tell your friends you’re skipping Friday night, come meet me at the Sunset Motel, and let me properly welcome you to manhood?”

It took a couple of seconds for that to sink in.  When it did, I stammered, “W-what?”

“You heard me.  And it means exactly what you think it means,” she answered, and then pointedly stared at my crotch before looking back up and licking her lips.

“You’re serious?” I somehow managed to mutter.

“As a heart attack.  Assuming you don’t tell your friends why you’re skipping Friday – or at least with who.  Especially my son.  I hear anybody whispering about it, and it’s a no-go.  Keep it quiet, say yes, and I’m going to rock your world.  So...”

I was still reeling.  Some primal part of my brain that was directly wired to my dick was screaming yes in my head, but my lips wouldn’t work.  She raised her eyebrows, slowly nodded, and gestured toward me.

I nodded back, and after a second answered, “Yeah.”

She shivered, moaned, and pulled her phone out of her purse.  “God, I can’t wait.  Give me your number, and I’ll send you a message when I know what room I’m in.”

I rattled it off – still in disbelief – and she typed it in as I said each number.  A few seconds later, my phone sounded off, indicating she’d sent a message.  She pointed at my phone, so I picked it up.

“Did you get it?” she asked.

The message read Sunset Friday.  I said, “Yeah, I got it.”

“Don’t put my name on the contact.”

That wasn’t a problem, since I didn’t even know her name.

“And make...” she began, but then trailed off.  Apparently, what I had just thought about had dawned on her as well.  “Wait, do you even know my name?”

I shook my head and shrugged.

She chuckled.  “It’s Erica.  Like I was saying, don’t put my name or any name on the contact.  Especially Jason’s mom.  And make sure you’re alone when you check your phone at about ten until midnight on your birthday.  Is ten o’clock good on Friday?”

It was finally settling in that this was real.  I was going to get to fuck her in a few days.  I was stone hard at that point.  “Yeah, that’s good.”

“I’ll make sure to let you know which room no later than nine, then.  Don’t be late, and plan to stay the night.  I’m going to get going before I climb in that car and jump your bones right now.”

Holy.  Fucking.  Shit.

True to her word, she got in the car and left.  She didn’t even go into the gas station, which made me wonder if the whole reason she was out was to look for me.  I sat there in the parking lot for a little while with my thoughts racing and my dick throbbing.  Then Becky pulled in.

I was imagining Erica the whole time I was pounding Becky’s pussy and jizzing on those big tits.

****

It was a long few days.  My birthday went by fairly quickly, but the rest of the time, the anticipation was killing me.

I’m glad I paid attention to her telling me to be alone at ten until midnight on my birthday.  Right on the dot, three photos hit my phone.  None of them showed her above the neck, and they were all on a plain white sheet, shot from above, with nothing else visible in the shot.

One was of her on her back completely naked with her legs spread.  She’d trimmed her pussy hair a little since the first time I saw it and shaved it back from the sides.  The second was of her lying on her stomach, showing off her bare ass.  In the last one, she had her fingers buried in her pussy.

A text followed that said, “Happy Birthday.  Can’t wait for Friday.”  I had only just stopped drooling over her photos to read the text message when another came through.  It said, “Delete the first one from the other night, and this one.  You can show your friends the rest of them.  That should explain why you’re skipping out on Friday.  Don’t tell anybody where you’re going.”

She was very right about that.  Nobody questioned me skipping the first night of my own birthday bash to get some of that 100% genuine Milf pussy.

It was the perfect situation.  The motel was in the next town over, so it wasn’t likely anyone would see my car – especially if I parked it in the spots between the buildings or the ones behind them.  I already had an excuse to be out all night.  There was nothing standing in my way but time.

An excruciating day and almost another of time.

Part of that I had to kill between when I was supposed to leave to go camping and when I was supposed to meet her.  I thought about going to the party with everyone else for a while, but the temptation of the booze would have been too much.  I ended up going to the mall in the next town, which wasn’t far from the motel.  I was there out in the parking lot when her message came through with the room number at a couple of minutes until nine.

As long as the last few days had felt, the last hour was pure hell.  I drove past the entrance of the motel twice and stopped myself from going in.  On the third one, it was only five minutes until ten, and I couldn’t wait any longer.

The room was in the second building, but I didn’t see her car parked in front of it.  I assumed she’d parked around the back.  I pulled into a space a couple of doors down and headed for her room.  She must have been watching out the window or something, because the door opened before I could knock.  She stayed behind it as she let me in.

My eyes about popped out of my head when I saw her.  She was wearing a dark blue bra with matching panties, a white garter belt, blue stockings, and high heels to match.

“Somebody’s eager,” she said as my eyes roved over her.

“Sorry.  I’m not too early, am I?”

“Perfect, actually.  It’s just the right amount of excited without being too much.  So, how do I look?”

“Fucking amazing.  You are so fucking hot,” I told her.

“Mmm...  Thank you.  Has any girl ever dressed up like this for you before?”

I shook my head emphatically, drinking her in, and said, “No way.”

“Thought you’d like it.  Now, one thing.  I know my son can be an annoying little ass sometimes.  You have to promise me that no matter how much he pisses you off...  No matter how tempting it is...  You won’t come back at him with I banged your mom.”

“Promise.  I don’t want to get into an actual fistfight with him, and that would do it, even if I was just fucking with him.”

She nodded in agreement.  “Now, let me see your phone.”

I unlocked it and handed it over because she’d warned me that she was going to check.

She smiled as she looked, and then handed the phone back.  “You can follow directions.  That’s good.  Did you show your friends?”  When I nodded, she asked, “What did they think?”

“They’re jealous as fuck.”

She laughed and said, “They should be.  Now, be honest.  Are you a virgin?”

I shook my head and said, “No.”

“How many times, and how many girls?”

That caused me to hesitate for a second.  I wasn’t sure whether the girl who had only given me head counted.

“Just tell the truth.  It isn’t going to change anything.  You’re getting this pussy.”

“Three girls, four times, and one who just gave me head,” I answered.

She let out a surprised little moan and said, “Not bad – considering you just turned eighteen and your parents kept you locked in your house most of the time.  I just wanted to know what I’m working with here.”

With that, she stepped up to me, pulled me into a kiss, and guided my hand to her barely-covered ass.  I squeezed her tight butt and tried to match how she was kissing me.  She started off soft, tickling my lips and gums with her tongue, and then got more aggressive, entwining her tongue with mine.

She moaned excitedly just before she pulled back from the kiss.  “Not bad.  Not bad at all.  Now, I want to make sure you can last long enough to make me come, and one thing that almost always works is to make you come first.  So how about I get down on my knees, suck that cock, and swallow your hot load?”

My eyes widened and a stupid grin spread across my face when she said that, totally betraying my excitement.

Her brow furrowed, and she asked, “Have you never been sucked off before?”

She could read me like a book.  I shook my head – trying to wipe the grin off my face.

“What about the girl who gave you head?”

“Her older sister came home and I had to bail out a window.”

She burst out into laughter at that.  After a couple of seconds, she slapped a hand over her mouth, took a couple of deep breaths, and – with laughter still in her voice – said, “Sorry.  I just had this image of you climbing out a window, trying to pull your pants up.”

“It was a little like that,” I admitted.

“Well, good for me.  It gets me hot to know I’ll be the first girl to swallow a hot load of your cum.”

A growl rumbled in my throat before I could hold it back and I shuddered.  She was just so fucking sexy.

“Do you like me talking dirty?” she asked while gliding her fingertips over the bulge in my shorts.

“Oh yeah.”

“I can work with that.  Take my bra off.  I know you can’t wait to get hold of these tits.”

That gave me a little case of anxiety.  I’d fumbled with Becky’s both times we fucked, and she ended up popping the clasp herself.  I tried not to look as nervous as I felt, and reached around her back.

“You don’t need both hands,” she said while pushing down on my left arm.  “Put your finger and thumb on either side of the clasp.”

I followed her instructions.

“There you go.  Now pinch them together.  That’s it.  Now move them like you’re snapping your fingers.”

Her bra popped open like magic.

I obviously wasn’t hiding my shock very well, because she chuckled, and reached behind her back.  “Yes, it really is that easy.”  Once she’d hooked up her bra again, she said, “Go ahead and do it again.”

I felt like I’d just discovered I had superpowers when my second attempt was completely effortless.

She said, “The first girl you do that to is going to cream her panties immediately.  I know I did the first time a guy got mine off without help.”

She nodded at the strap on her left shoulder, and I got the hint to slide it down her arm.  I followed up with the right, and then pulled her bra all the way off.  I let it fall to the floor.  With those incredible tits right in front of me, I reached up to squeeze them immediately.

“There you go,” she said, and then moaned.  “A girl letting you take her bra off is implied permission to play with her titties.  Unless she says no, don’t hesitate.”

I certainly wasn’t.  They were way firmer than Becky’s, and way bigger than either of the other two girls who had let me touch theirs.  Remembering the way she’d played with them while masturbating, I experimentally squeezed a little harder.  A moan that mingled excitement with surprise encouraged me to squeeze them even harder.

“Pinch my nipples,” she said in a breathless voice.

I took a chance and pinched them pretty hard.  She threw her head back and gasped.  A moment later she snapped her head forward and gave me the hungriest smile – with a growl to match.  I went back to aggressively squeezing her boobs after that.

“You were paying attention to how I touched myself that night,” she said, sounding pleasantly surprised.  “Most girls aren’t going to like it that rough – at least at first – but you’re making my pussy absolutely gush.”

With that, she reached behind my head and pulled me to her breast.  She said she liked it rough, so I sucked hard – even pulling her areola into my mouth.  Once again, she gasped.

“Use your tongue,” she said in a rush of words.

I flicked her nipple with my tongue, but with so much of her tit in my mouth, I sort of had to chase it.  She whimpered and the sound gave me chills.  I think I could have sucked on her tits for hours, but I only got a few seconds before she pushed me away.

The look in her eyes was intense when she said, “I need to suck that cock right now, or I’m going to just jump straight onto it.”

A choice between sucking titties and getting blown wasn’t even a contest.

She gave me a little push toward the nearest of the two beds and said, “Take your shirt off.”

I yanked my shirt over my head and let it fall to the floor while taking a couple of steps toward the bed.  She lifted her right leg and quickly dispensed with her heel.  I had at least some notion of how difficult that was from seeing my sister learn to walk in heels.

She moaned while lifting her other foot.  “You haven’t lost that baseball physique, I see.  Sit down and take your shoes off.”

Her other heel clattered to the floor while I sat down.  I yanked at my laces and rid myself of my shoes and socks while she walked to the head of the bed to retrieve a pillow.  The pillow found a new home on the floor a couple of feet in front of me.

“Stand up,” she said while kneeling down on the pillow.

I’d barely gained my feet when she popped open the button of my shorts.  She moaned – the sound brief and bursty – upon pulling down my zipper to see the bulge in my boxer briefs.  Her pink-painted nails slipped under the waistband of my shorts a moment later, and she wrestled them down.  Once they were below my thighs, she turned her attention to my underwear.

“Oh yes,” she said as my dick popped out.  She pushed my underwear down to my shorts, and then wrapped her hand around my hardon.  “The video was dark and grainy.  I’m so glad I wasn’t imagining things.”  She looked up into my eyes when she added, “This is one big, gorgeous, hard young cock.”

Even the way she held it was exhilarating.  There was something in the way her fingers curled around it and the just right strength of her grip that absolutely screamed she knew what she was doing.  I had no doubt that Becky had grabbed more than her fair share of pricks, but she had nothing on Jason’s mom.  Hearing this sexy, experienced woman tell me I had a big dick was a whole other level.

She shivered, moaned, and started pushing down on my pants with her free hand.  After a few seconds, she let go of my dick to drop my drawers quicker.  I sat down when she pushed on my abs, which allowed her to finish yanking my shorts off.  I got the hint and stood up when she slid a hand beneath my butt.

I groaned when she leaned in, turned her head sideways to look up at me, and started licking my balls.

“Are these balls nice and full for me?  When was the last time you jacked off?” she asked between laps.

“Last night,” I admitted.

Her tongue only paused long enough for her to ask, “Thinking about me?”

I smiled and nodded.

“Been doing that a lot since you caught me fucking myself silly that night, haven’t you?”

I’m pretty sure her tongue had already slithered over every inch of my balls by that point.  My dick was bouncing like crazy.  “Fuck yeah,” I responded.

“That vibrator has gotten a lot of use while I waited for you to turn eighteen,” she said, and then gave me a long lick from my balls up to the head.

I stiffened up and gasped.  She was so unbelievably sexy on her knees with her tits out, her tongue hard at work, and her eyes staring up at me the whole time.

She used her tongue to wiggle my erection back and forth for a second before asking, “You ready to learn how this cock is supposed to be sucked?”

I grinned and nodded like an idiot.

She chuckled, straightened over her knees, leaned in, and took me in her hot mouth.  My right hand snapped out to her shoulder to steady me right from the first suck on the head.  She sank down to where she was sitting on her heels, pulling my erection down with her.

Her hands were resting on her knees, and that’s where they remained.  I was frozen in stunned amazement and intense pleasure as her lips slid down my shaft again and again.  Her cheeks were sucked in, and she never broke eye contact for a second.  Every single suck was the deepest I’d ever had, and she wasn’t flinching in the slightest.  When I shuddered and let out a broken groan, she chuckled around my dick.

My cock slipped from her lips with a slurp and she asked, “Bet the little girls you’ve been messing with can’t do that, can they?”

“Fuck no,” I growled.  I instinctively tugged on her shoulder, ready for more.

A moaning chuckle escaped her.  “You just want to grab me by the back of the head and shove that cock down my throat, don’t you?”

I didn’t know if that was an instruction or just dirty talk.  My hand slid a little closer to her neck, but I caught myself before going all the way.

Her eyes lit up and she said, “I’ll take that as a yes.”  She leaned in and slathered her tongue over my prick for a second.  “Most girls are going to get scared – for good reason – if you put your hand on the back of her head.  Best bet is to control yourself and let her do it how she wants.  If you gag her or choke her, you’re liable to end up with blue balls.”

“Okay,” I gasped as she put her tongue back to work on my prick.

After a few licks, she made sure she caught my eye and said, “But I’m not most girls.”

“Ah fuck,” I exclaimed as she moved my hand from her shoulder to the back of her head.  She corralled my prick with her lips and tongue again, pulled it down straight, and then leaned in.

I could barely believe my eyes when she swallowed me.  She jerked a little as her lips reached the root, but then she stayed there with my dick in her throat and her nose in my pubes.  I could feel her throat contracting around me and her tongue wiggling against the shaft.  The seconds ticked by, but I remained deep in her throat.

She opened her mouth wide and gasped when she finally pulled back, but only about halfway.  Her lips closed around me again, slid back to the tip, and then dived down again.  She was still sucking harder than I’d ever been sucked by anyone else, but she was going way deeper and faster than before.  I had a handful of her hair clenched in my fingers after only a few strokes.

Her eyes, which were once again lifted up toward me, widened when I grabbed her hair.

My toes curled and I grunted when she swallowed me again.  She didn’t hold me for quite as long, but never lost suction when she went back to blowing me.  Then she did it again.  Thick, foamy saliva covered my dick whenever she pulled back from deepthroating me.  It was dribbling down my balls and her chin as well.  Her eyes were misty, and she sniffled every so often, but she just kept sucking me like I’d never been sucked before.

I was a little embarrassed when I started feeling the itch in my dick.  She was getting me there fast.

The next time she took me in her throat, I stiffened up.  She lurched and her mouth suddenly opened wide.  She let out a loud mixture of a croak and a gag as her hands pressed against my legs.

She sat down hard, coughed, and then swallowed.  There were tears running down her cheeks.

“S-sorry,” I apologized as my dick angrily throbbed and bounced.

“It’s okay.”  She sniffled, coughed again, and wiped her eyes.  “It’s been a while since I sucked a cock that fucking hard.  It’s making my pussy ache.  I love it.  Were you getting close?”

I nodded and my cheeks got a little warm.

She pushed up onto her knees and said, “Try to hold it back.  See how long you can last.  The whole point is to explode in my mouth, though.  Tell me when you’re about to come, and then let me have it.  I want that hot load sliding down my throat.”

That made me stiffen up, shiver, and grunt.  She chuckled as she leaned back in.  She took my prick in hand, but only long enough to feed it to herself.  Her hand returned to her knee to steady her, and her lips engulfed me.

Somehow, she was sucking me even harder and deeper.  Croaks emerged from her throat at the bottom of every suck.  I’d settled slightly while she caught her breath, but that didn’t last long.

I clenched my teeth and fought against the rising urge to come.  My fingers tightened in her hair again as I steadily lost that battle, and I had to fight the urge to force her deeper as well.  I held on for as long as I could – even closing my eyes because the naughty glee in hers looking up at me was pushing me even closer to the edge.  It was already inevitable at that point.

“Mmm hmm!” she excitedly hummed around me as I hit the point of no return.

“Gonna come,” I grunted.

After one last croak from me slipping into the ring of her throat, she pulled back so she was only taking about half of me.  She was sucking just as hard, and didn’t slow down in the slightest.  Despite having felt as if I was going to explode the moment I warned her, I was trapped on the edge for a dozen or so bobs of her head before I finally got there.

Her hands slapped against my thighs just as I let out an explosive cry and flooded her mouth with cum.

Erica moaned in delight around me and slowly sucked as I erupted again and again.  I grunted and jerked with every jet of cum, but her hands kept me from jamming my prick down her throat.  She drained me of every drop, and just kept sucking.  My grunts quickly changed to whimpers, and those turned pained and urgent as I grew more sensitive.

One last whimper escaped me, and the hand that had been on the back of her head fell limp at my side when she let me go with her loudest moan yet.  I panted for breath and twitched spastically – my head hanging down and my eyes pinched closed.  When she patted my leg, I forced my eyes open.

She was looking up at me with her mouth wide open and her tongue swirling through the pool of cum there.  When I gasped, she closed her mouth, swallowed, and then opened her mouth again to prove it.

That was it for me.  I closed my eyes again and surrendered to my legs trying to come out from under me.  I sat down hard on the bed.  She laughed, and I felt her pushing on my chest.  I peeked to see her smiling at me as I let her guide me to fall more or less the right way on the bed and pull my legs up.

There was still laughter in her voice when she sat down near my head and started stroking my hair.  “Are you sure you jerked off last night?  I swear that was more like a week’s worth of cum.  Mmm!  I fucking love it.”

All I could manage in response was a weak groan.

She laughed and said, “Don’t get too comfortable, the best is yet to come.”

“Oh fuck,” I groaned.