Angie, my best friend, had just left. A quiet descended on the house, a quiet soon to be broken by pounding on the front door. "Mrs. Vera?" a young voice called. It was Mark, my stepson's best friend. "Can you help me with something?" He looked adorably flustered in his short shorts. He claimed he needed help with his homework, but I saw the lust in his eyes. And, truth be told, the desire was mutual.
I led him to the living room, the air thick with unspoken tension. The homemade vibe was undeniable. Mark got 'stuck' on a math problem so I leaned in close to 'help' him. My DD cups nearly brushed against his arm, and he visibly swallowed hard. He had that hungry look in his eyes. One thing led to another...soon his lips were on my neck and he was caressing my breast.
He dropped to his knees, eager to please. My shaved pussy was soaked before he even started his oral sex service. He knew exactly what to do. This led to a hot handjob. His hands were rough, yet gentle. I moaned with pleasure. Next, I laid back as he tried a foot job. Not my favorite, but who was I to deny the guy anything?
I pulled him closer for some missionary and POV doggystyle action. The intensity was palpable, raw. I had never felt so alive. His thrusts were deep, and I could feel every inch of him. I could see him struggling with something so I encouraged him to rub my clit which sent me over the edge. Pure bliss. He wasn't a boy anymore; he was a man. And for a moment, he was all mine.
It was a forbidden encounter, a guilty pleasure, but one I knew I wouldn't soon forget. He kept the pace with me which is rare!