A Not-So-Subtle Message

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It was Monday morning when I thought I should stop by my friend Eric’s house. He had left his jacket at my apartment after a party I had thrown on Saturday and I wanted to return it to him before I forgot about it. Being college students, I wasn’t sure if he would be home. Eric kept a busy schedule with his course work and was involved with multiple clubs, so it was always a toss up on where you would be able to find him, but I figured I could always just drop it off even if he wasn’t there. He grew up in our college town and still lived with his mom to save money on rent. I had met Darla on a couple occasions in the past and she was always very nice with a surprisingly relaxed demeanor, often joking around with her son’s friends and allowing us to call her by her first name. She even sat down and had a beer with us a few times when we had pre-gamed at her house. If he wasn’t there I could probably just leave it with her to pass on to him later.

Eric’s car was missing from the driveway when I arrived, but sure enough, Darla’s little truck sat on the street in plain view, so I grabbed the jacket and hopped out of my car. I knocked and after a couple moments, the door opened to reveal her smiling face. Darla was an older woman, probably in her 50s, with natural deep red hair and hazel green eyes that were kind of stunning to look at. Her skin was fairly pale and covered with a thin layer of freckles. That morning, she was wearing a pair of blue jeans and a t-shirt that hugged her figure comfortably. I never would have said this to Eric, or even out loud probably, but she was honestly very attractive despite being a bit older.

“Hey there!” she greeted me, “Come on in!”

She opened the door fully and gestured for me to enter.

“Eric isn’t here right now. I think he is on campus, but he might be there for a while.” she explained, “I’m guessing you’re looking for him right?”

“Kind of. He left his jacket at my house, so I wanted to drop it off with him. Is it alright if I leave it with you?” I asked.

“Sure thing, Honey! While your here, can I get you some coffee?” She asked.

I tried to decline, but Darla seemingly wouldn’t take no for an answer.

“Come on now. You look so tired and I know you boys work hard for your grades. It will give you a little pep in your step to wake up!” she said as she grabbed my arm and pulled herself closer to me.

As she pressed up against my arm pleadingly, couldn’t help but notice her large chest press against me. Darla was a busty woman, with somewhere around a DD cup, and her shirt was tight enough to extenuate a lot. I thought I must be imagining things, but I could have swore I felt her nipples through her shirt and bra, as if they could cut glass, on my arm. Was she turned on?

“Well, alright. I guess I could go for a cup of coffee if its not too much trouble” I relented.

“No problem at all!” she said cheerfully as she poured me a cup. “Why don’t you have seat and enjoy that. I need to go powder my nose.”

“Sure thing!” I responded.

I Starzbet watched her as she left the room and headed towards her restroom, my eyes lingering on her as she walked. Her hips swayed back and forth with each step, her jeans not doing much to conceal her thick backside either. I couldn’t help but think about the sensation of her chest being pushed up against me, holding onto it in an attempt to solidify the feeling in my memory. It had been a while since I was touched by a woman, and the fact that it was most likely an accident when she pushed her boobs against my arm and my friends mom wasn’t going to ruin the memory for me.

I continued to sip my coffee for a bit and before long, Darla returned to the kitchen from the other side of her small house.

“I hope that’s hitting the spot. I was just about to make breakfast, can I whip something up for you too?” she asked as she approached.

As she re-entered the kitchen, something about Darla’s appearance struck me. She must have changed when she had left the room, because she was now wearing a tight summer dress with a colorful floral pattern displayed across it. It hugged her figure even more tightly than what she was wearing before, plunging a bit to show off her beautiful breasts and only coming down a few inches below her ass. I felt my dick stiffen at the sight of her new outfit and felt myself getting flustered as a response.

“Um, I don’t know. I should probably get going.” I managed to stammer.

“Oh nonsense! Boys your age need to eat and beside, I’ve got plenty here for you to eat.” she said in a more sultry tone almost implying she meant more than she was just saying.

“I should probably get some homework done.” I said trying to make an excuse to leave, “One of my teachers is really going at us hard with assignments.”

“Really I insist.” she purred in that same tone as she subtly ran her hand down her hip smoothing her dress, “You would really be doing me a big favor to be honest. It would be my pleasure!”

“Well, maybe I could stay for a quick snack.” I relented, giving into my boner that was enjoying every second I was able to appreciate her gorgeous form.

“Great!” she cheered with a little hop, allowing her boobs and butt to jiggle in her little dress. “I’ll get started right away then.

Realistically, I knew that her choice to change and the ways that she was displaying her body were likely unintentional and not aimed at me, but that didn’t mean that I was going to complain about the view. She wiped down the counter and got a few things together to start cooking from a set of cabinets that sat directly across from me. As she started reaching down towards a drawer that sat lower down, close to the level of the floor, I felt myself almost having a heart attack because of what I saw.

She bent herself at the waist, reaching way down for the drawer handle while keeping her legs straight and her feet about a foot apart. The way that she bent over pulled on her dress in a way that started to pull the end Starzbet Giriş of its skirt up on her, gradually revealing her ass as she moved. By the time she was bent all the way down, her dress had been pulled up above her hips onto her waist, leaving her ass completely exposed to me, and the view practically made my jaw hit the floor. She wasn’t wearing any panties under her dress and the way she was bent at the hips without bending her legs and keeping them far apart, her cheeks were spread enough to show me all of her modesty or lack there of. Her asshole stared directly into my soul, looking tight and puckered while still showing signs that it had received something at some point in the past. Below that, I could see her full pussy, which was dripping with her fluids, clearly excited and ready for some action. To top it all off as well, Darla had left a clear message for me to make her intentions completely clear. There was writing sprawled across her round cheeks in sharpie and her own handwriting. It said “Eat up” on the right cheek and on the left, “Lick here” with arrows were drawn pointed directly at her asshole. I stared for what felt like forever, but was likely only a couple seconds, trying to figure out if my friends mom was asking me to rim her in her kitchen. I then looked a bit farther down only to make direct eye contact with Darla as here head hung upside down between her legs. As if the message was not already clear enough, she held the eye contact and winked at me as she licked her supple lips. Before I could even think, my body had already shot forward towards her, although taking a moment to think surely would have resulted in the same actions. My hands reached up to grasp her by her hips, clenching to pull her closer and further spread her cheeks as I immediately plunged my tongue deep into her asshole. She let out a long, intense moan as my tongue stretched to reach into her depths.

“Oooooh Fuuuuuuck! Finally!” she screamed.

I quickly thrust in and out of her, feeling her anus stretch and clench as I moved and toyed with it. My cheeks were pressed firmly against her cheeks, feeling her warmth transfer to my face.

“Yeah, eat my asshole! It feels so good!” she cried passionately.

I relented a bit, running my tongue around the outside of her ass, tracing circles as I followed the subtle creases of her rear end. Darla took this opportunity to reach back and spread her ass herself, allowing me to move my hands and rest them on the fronts of her calfs. I moved my head downward a bit, now focusing my attention on her pussy. I licked up her juices and massaged around her clit. She reached one hand back to grab the back of my head and firmly push me further into her. Another jolt ran through my body and into my cock as my nose pressed firmly against her hole, allowing me to stimulate both her entrances as once, while inhaling her strong, musty smell. She got even more wet in response and enjoyed herself for a while.

Before long, she let go of my head and stood up.

“Get Starzbet Güncel Giriş over here and treat me right.” she growled.

She grabbed the collar of my shirt and pulled me over to the couch in her living room and pulled down my shorts and boxers in a single move, causing my erect dicks to bounce as it was freed from its containment. A rather large bottle of lube was pulled from a drawer of her end table, and she generously poured it onto me, spreading it all over my dick with her soft hand until I was practically pouring off me. Then, she climbed onto the couch, crossing her arms on the armrest to support herself and resting her head there to look back at me as she raised her ass higher into the air. I climbed up behind her and line myself up with her asshole, which was now quivering with anticipation. As I pressed my head up to the opening, my dick smoothly slid in without much pressure thanks to the large amount of lubrication present. I grabbed her hips once again and began to pump. She clenched her cheeks, tightening her whole passage so that I could feel it all the way up my rod.

“Take my ass,” she whispered, “make me your little cock sleeve.”

Before long I had worked my pace up to speed, creating a fast, rhythmic slapping as my body collided against against her thick rump, causing it to jiggle in response to each impact.

“Yes, pound my asshole! I’m going to cum!” she moaned as I worked her up to climax through her butt alone.

“I’m gonna cum too!” I responded as I felt myself getting close.

She quickly pulled herself off my rod and got on her knees to face me as I stood up and jerked myself.

“Splatter your cum all over my face!” she commanded as she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue for the impending delivery.

I followed her command as semen erupted from me, shooting all over her face in ropes that stretched from her open mouth all the way up into her hair. She licked a bit from her lips and savored the flavor for a moment.

“Oh, I’m definitely going to need a second round of all that. Get back in there!” she said as she bent over the couch again, cum still dripping from her face.

I followed her request and bent over to explore her with my tongue for a second time. She was more loosened up now thanks to the pounding I had just given her, so I began to use my fingers as well, working in coordination with my mouth to cover every inch and give Darla the stretching sensation I knew she craved.

Not too long after, the front door of her house opened, a noise that we may have noticed had we not both been so focused on the task at hand. Eric had returned home and came around the corner only to come face to cum-soaked face with his mother. I was to enthralled to even look up as I had two finger and my tongue up her ass, and my other hand wrapped around her to massage her clit as I continued to work.

“Mom, what the fuck!” Eric yelped in surprise as he reached to cover his eyes and make his way back to the door quickly.

“Oh honey!” Darla exclaimed between gasps, flustered, “We are going to need at least 30 more minutes here!” yelling to him as he left.

I didn’t know if Eric knew how much of a horny slut his mom was before that, but I did know that I would be back to visit Darla whether he was home or not.

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