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The following story is mostly true and re-told to the best of my memory. Of course this did take place a few years ago so I have no doubt that I might have forgotten a few details, still I’ll try my best to re-tell it just as I experienced it. As a favor to you I’ll skip over the boring parts of this story. No one wants to know about how many times you sharpen a pencil during an exam or how many answers you erased and re-wrote. People just want to know what your final score was. So this is one of the craziest stories of my life (although there are many) in a nut-shell. I was just your average young guy. Young, dumb, and full of cum as they say. Yep, that pretty much summed me up. I was in my final year of college and hot for any piece of tail I could get. Even though I did score a few times with some of the girls on campus it was honestly nothing memorable or worth it’s own glorious story. That all changed when I met Rachel. Rachel was the one of the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. Long brown hair, beautiful big eyes, a pretty smile, curvy hips, nice size tits, and a nice ass. Not one specific feature was the best. It was all just perfectly balanced. She had my cock at full attention right away but it was actually several months till I got to fully score. Rachel would normally give me a blow job after a date but sex just wasn’t happening. You see Rachel still lived at home with her parents and they were very (rightfully) protective of her. Not that I blame them. Rachel was a very desirable young woman and from the looks of her body quite fertile. So in order to spend more time with her I had to become good friends with the family since she wouldn’t or couldn’t spend the night at my place. After a few months I was over at her house meeting the family. It was just her parents as her younger sister was off at some private school. Really an all-American family I guess. Her dad Bob was an airline pilot. He had the classic look of a professional, looked tough but was fairly cool. Her mom Joan was a stay at home mom. Joan was about 40 at the time. She had long blonde hair (dyed, I could see some of the darker roots) and was really in great shape. Slim attractive, and I could see right away were Rachel got her awesome shape from. Joan was stacked and curvy. Joan’s tits were either held in place by the perfect bra or she had awesome implants. I spent more and more time over there and after about a month of me hanging out all the time I was finally invited to spend the night instead of driving back to my dorm on the weekend. Rachel’s mom Joan insisted that I stay over one Friday night and that way I could just hang out with them at the pool the next morning. I told her I didn’t even bring a swimsuit and she said I could just use one of Bob’s older ones. He was going to be out the next day anyway. I was hoping that with her dad out of town I could steal some private time with Rachel that night but they gave me the couch in the living room. I only wish I could have crawled into bed with Rachel but no such luck. Joan brought me a pillow and a blanket and joked that there shouldn’t be any “sleep walking” during the night. I was tempted but didn’t want to ruin my stay over pass and I was actually very tired and went right to sleep. That next morning I woke up and it took me a few minutes to figure out where I was. After the morning fog on my brain lifted I quickly remembered that I had stayed over at Rachel’s and was on the couch in the living room. What had woken me was Joan in the kitchen making breakfast. I bet she was making her famous pancakes. Great. What I noticed next wasn’t so great. I had taken my shirt off before I went to sleep and obviously I had managed to get the rest Beylikdüzü escort of my clothes off too during the night. I normally sleep nude and must have shed my clothes out of habit. Not only was I naked but to make matters worse the blanket I was using had fallen off onto the floor as well. Just as I was realizing this, Joan walked from the kitchen into the living room to check on me. The sun hadn’t quite come up yet but there was more than enough light for her to see that I was laying on her couch, naked, with a superb case of morning wood. Normally I’m proud of my 7 inch soldier and even keep the hair groomed really short and the balls shaved nice and clean so he gets his full credit, but at that moment I was willing him to shrink to nothing out of embarrassment. To my horror having an audience only caused it to swell painfully to its maxim size. So I was in a fix. I didn’t know what Joan was going to say and I didn’t know how to react. I half-expected her to scream in terror or run from the room to get her husband Bob (It turns out that Bob was normally out of town each weekend). After about 5 seconds that seemed to stretched on forever I realized she thought I was still asleep, so I just went with that plan and laid perfectly still with my eyes mostly closed and my dick waving in the air like the attention whore that it was. Joan just stared at it and said nothing. She then walked to the other side of the living room and disappeared down the hall. I wasn’t sure what she was going to do but evidently she was just checking to see if any one else was up yet. A few seconds later I heard her return footsteps. Did she get Rachel out of bed to deal with it? Was she getting sharp scissors to deal with me? I had no clue what to expect but my only game plan was to fake being asleep and deny knowing about it. She walked softly back over to the couch where I lay naked, pretending to be fast asleep. Joan reached her hand out and tapped me on the shoulder softly. I didn’t move. She then put her hand on my leg and whispered my name quietly and of course I just laid there and tried to breathe evenly as though I were fast asleep. I watched Joan as she looked back at my swollen dick and moved her hand up and wrapped her fingers around it as much as she could. She squeezed it ever so softly a couple times just to get a feel for the size and hardness of it. My first thought was “holy crap her hand is cold” and my second was that I was about to bust a nut all over her hand if she didn’t stop doing that. Without taking her hand off my cock Joan then looked back at my face one more time to double-check that I was still asleep. Once she was satisfied, she leaned over and licked my cock several times. Then she pulled my cock forward and leaned over and licked my balls as well. Joan then worked her way up my shaft with her tongue and lips and kissed the top softly. Joan then put her mouth over my cock it as far as she could and slowly and methodically she would bob her head up and down as she sucked me and twirled her tongue around head of my cock. The hotness of her breath and her warm mouth was killing me. My cock started twitching and just when I thought I couldn’t take any more, she stopped her seductive secret blow job, covered me back up with the blanket that was on the floor and walked back to the kitchen. I was both disappointed and relieved at the same time. Okay, so the sight of me naked didn’t terrify her. Obviously she found it very attractive. Once Joan was back in the kitchen she called out my name loudly and said she was making breakfast, and that I should get up and get a shower if I wanted any hot water cause once Rachel got up she’d use Beyoğlu escort bayan it all for sure. Joan stuck her head around the corner and I pretended to yawn and stretch as though I just woke up. I said “Oh, good morning Joan. I slept like a baby on this couch. It sure it comfy.” Joan said “That’s great. It actually makes out into a bed, but it’s so comfy I fall asleep on it myself all the time just like it is.” Joan turned back around and began washing something in the sink. I now had another issue to deal with. Should I act surprised that I was naked or just act as if it were normal that I was completely naked in her living room? Joan was still moving about the kitchen and depending on where she was standing, she could see the living room or the hallway that led to the guest bath. I’d probably be seen either way as soon as I took the cover off. Based on what she had done just a moment ago I guessed that she wouldn’t be terrified seeing me naked but still I didn’t have any idea what was going through her mind. I finally reasoned that Joan could only assume that I wasn’t concerned unless I gave an hint that this freaked me out, so I just stood up, picked up my clothes and headed off towards the bathroom without trying to cover anything. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that Joan had turned around and was watching me. I made no attempt to hide my enormous hard-on and walked proudly down the hall with my dick swinging out in front of me. Just to push my luck I stopped before closing the bathroom door and asked Joan which towels I should use. Common sense said to close the door and get a shower but my cock was doing all the thinking for me now and it wanted that soft mouth back on top of it. Joan walked down to the bathroom from the kitchen. She came just inside the doorway and stopped and looked at me and then down at my dick that was pointed straight at her. “Oh, I’m sorry,” I said pretending to be slightly embarrassed. I picked up a shirt and held it in front of me to help soften the awkward situation. “I don’t know why it does that but it’s hard as a rock some times in the morning and it’s really bad for some reason today.” Joan just blushed said “Yeah, happens to Bob some times too. Who knows why that happens.” Joan then pointed to a stack of towels on the side of the sink. “Thanks”, I said. Joan’s eyes looking at me naked, with a huge hard-on was really turning me on so I concocted another excuse for her to linger. “Is there any special soap I should use, or do I just use what’s already in the shower?” I scooted back to give Joan more room and she walked across the bathroom, opened the shower curtain and peeked into the shower. Meanwhile behind my shirt I gave my cock a couple strokes to ensure it was at its fullest. “Just use whatever is in there dear,” said Joan. She turned smiled and she paused as if she was about to say something. The silence was awkward. Despite being as horny as possible I could tell this was getting weird so I bailed her out by handing her my shirt and asked “Can you throw that in the dryer for me for a few min. please? To get the wrinkles ou.” Giving Joan my shirt was just another excuse to stand there naked again with my raging hard-on pointed right at Joan. This time however she was close enough to reach out and grab it and I prayed that she would. I happened to glance down and saw a considerable amount of pre-cum glistening on the end of my cock. Joan must have noticed as well cause she blushed and started backing towards the door. I stepped into the shower and turned the water on. “Can you just set it back on the sink when it’s done? I’ll leave the door unlocked for you.” I mentally slapped myself Escort Bomonti for letting my cock do all the thinking. “I’ll leave the door unlocked?” Why on earth did I say that? I was relieved to hear Joan say “Sure dear, and I’ll get your jeans too.” She walked out shutting the door behind her. I don’t know how well I got the rest of me clean but I jacked off furiously in the shower after Joan stepped out. It took me all of 5 seconds to cum. The orgasm was intense and huge ropes of thick white cum rocket out and blasted on to the shower wall. I don’t think I could have taken Joan touching my cock again without covering her hand with my cum. Really that was the main reason I ended the stand-off and got into the shower. I turned the water off, dried off and stepped out onto the bath mat. There was a soft knock on the door and I said “come in” knowing it had to be Joan. Joan opened the door and took a couple steps into the bathroom. “Here’s your shirt and jeans, all fresh and wrinkle free.” Joan started to turn and walk out and then she stopped and said “I see you fixed your ‘morning problem’ now.” “Oh, yeah,” I said with a big grin on my face. My mind was still reeling thinking about her soft lips wrapped around my dick and I had forgotten that I was standing there naked in front of her again. I just looked down at my partly deflated cock, which was still fairly attentive, and said “I think that’s all better now.” Joan gave me a wink and then closed the door and left. Holy crap, what was going through her mind. It was quite obvious that her daughter’s boyfriend just finished jacking off in her guest shower and was probably thinking of her when he did it. Joan woke Rachel after I got out of the shower and then she poured us a cup of coffee and we both sat down and watched the morning news while we waited for Rachel to get out of the bathroom. We just sat there quietly for a while and Joan finally broke the silence. “So just how serious are you and Rachel?” I assured here that Rachel was the most amazing girl I’d ever known. She went on, “I just was thinking after this morning… I was thinking that we shared a rather intimate moment. I mean not intimate like sex.” Joan blushed slightly. “But a close casual moment as if you were family and I just wanted to be sure that you were serious about her if we’re going to treat you like close family.” I looked at Joan and said “Can I ask you to keep a secret? I think you might have an idea what I’m talking about.” Joan swallowed hard and looked at me. The look on her face said she was busted, that I knew what she did to me. “Sure,” said Joan, “we can have a secret that no one else has to know about.” I was so tempted to tell her that I knew she was sucking my dick. “Joan you have to promise not to tell Rachel about this.” Joan looked me and just nodded. “Joan, I know…” I paused just to prolong her torture. “I know you must have an idea about how strongly I feel about Rachel and I’m fairly certain she’s the one for me. You might actually be family if things work out the way I want them to.” Joan’s mouth dropped and then a huge look of relief washed over her face.” Joan put her coffee cup down and threw both arms around me and kissed me on the lips and both cheeks. “But you have to promise, promise me you won’t tell Rachel. I want to surprise her this fall with a proposal.” Joan said “Of course, I wouldn’t want to spoil that. I’ll keep it a secret that only we know.” Joan then said “You want to hear something funny? I thought you were going to say something about me seeing you into the bathroom this morning.” Joan laughed nervously. I laughed and said “Oh that? No I didn’t think anything of that. I’m sorry that I was too dumb to find the towels that were right in front of me.” “Don’t worry about it ” said Joan. “Besides you’re not exactly hard to look at naked.” We both laughed and then I said “Yeah we should probably keep that between us too. Someone might not understand.” Joan nodded in agreement. While I didn’t broach the subject…
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