My Best Friend’s Mom: Part 2

“Seriously?! STILL?!” Mike exclaimed, walking into the kitchen.

His mother was naked, except for a pair of red heels she’d been wearing when I got there this morning. She was bent over, holding the kitchen table for support, her nipples brushing against the mahogany top. This was the first time in the last two months that I’d skipped the WHOLE day of school.. and I spent it inside every hole in her body. We took breaks in between, but mostly we just kept fucking. This would be my 5th orgasm, which doesn’t seem like a lot given the nearly 8hrs I’d been there, but as the day went on, my stamina had increased.

My first nut of the day was a satisfying, albeit fully clothed standing-quickie. I had been waiting down the street, watching for Mike’s dad, Tony, to leave. Once I saw his car drive off, I waited a few minutes, then made my way to their house. I walked in and found Rachel standing at the kitchen sink rinsing dishes from breakfast. She said hi and offered me something to eat, but I ignored her, I only had an appetite for one thing.

I unzipped my pants and pulled my hard tool out through the opening. Standing behind her, I reached under her dress and found she wasn’t wearing any panties. I startled her, and her body twitched as a reflex, but relaxed. She continued washing. I held the back of her dress up with one hand and used my other to guide myself into her slit. She leaned forward slightly, sticking her butt out to give me a better angle. Once my tip found its mark I released it and slid in. I trembled and let out a sigh of pleasure. She paused for a second to savor the feeling of a fresh hard cock in the morning, but still she said nothing. I instantly built up a steady rhythm and began full-force-fucking her while she washed, almost pretending like she didn’t know I was there.

I came quickly and quietly. My mouth was open but only a barely audible gasp came out, almost as if I’d cum so hard that it’d knocked the wind out of me. I just stood there with my eyes closed, feeling my jizz spraying inside her, one single powerful stream, like a fire hose. I released her, stumbled backwards towards a chair and collapsed. I heard the sink turn off and I opened my eyes back up. She dried her hands with a towel and fixed her dress. Then she looked at me.

“NOW do you want something to eat?” She asked with a grin.

“Sure Mrs. Palmer.” I said as I tucked my sticky semi-hard dick back into my pants.

That wasn’t the only thing I ate today. She’d taught me how to go down on her, so naturally I had to return the favor. We 69’d in her bed a little while later, both of us cumming in each other’s mouths. Then after a breather, I had her ankles behind her ears and came in her ass. We took a short nap before she had to get up and start some house work. I helped her since I’d been such a distraction all morning. This also gave me time to recover. Then she rode me on the couch before leaving to run some errands. I got some studying done, and when she got home it was almost time for school to get out, so we decided to get one more in. That brings us to where we are now.

Rachel and I were both very focused, and didn’t even stop to look at Mike. We knew it was about the time that we should be stopping and getting cleaned up before his dad got home, but I neared orgasm and was jackhammering the shit out of her cunt, and of course she didn’t want me to stop either. So Mike was naturally surprised to see us still naked and fucking. WE were then surprised to look up and see him standing in front of us with his stiff prick out.

He better not be expecting me to let him tap-in, not when I’m this close. But he just sat down on the chair in front of his mother. Without any direction needed, she moved to her right, staying bent over with me still pounding away. She placed one hand on his thigh, and the other around his shaft. Then she opened her mouth and lowered her head. This was much more impressive than it may sound, since the chair was much lower than her, even being bent over. So with her legs still straight (in heels), getting fucked from behind (hard I might add), she leaned over and was rapidly slurping away at her son’s cock. Knowing time was of the essence, she was sucking hard and fast, nearly as fast as I was going. I could see it was good by the expression on Mike’s face. Of course we’ve double stuffed her like this before, some people call it an ‘Eiffel Tower’, or a ‘Golden Gate Bridge’.

“Oh, God, oh God!” I started saying.

“Oh God, oh God!” Mike said almost mimicking me. Man his mom was really working him, that and he’s been in class all day while I’ve already cum 4 times.

“Oh God I’m gonna cum!” I said loudly.

“Ahhhh!” Mike exclaimed.

“AHHHHHH!”

“AHHHHHH!”

“AHHH!!….” I came.

“AHHH!!…” And apparently Mike did to.

Rachel immediately stood up, pulling Mike’s cock out of her mouth and me out of her snatch. She threw her head back, swallowing her son’s jizz like a shot of whiskey, then she ran out of the room. Mike and I quickly got presentable. He just had to zip up his pants, but I had to go find mine. By the time I found them and got dressed, Rachel came walking out of her room looking like a million bucks! Her dress was on, her hair looked great, she even did her makeup. She went from Slutty-Housewife to Susie Homemaker in minutes! She was pretty amazing.

It had been several months since I’d found out about Mike and his mom, and joined in, becoming an additional sex toy to keep her happy. This was the first time I’d seen her in over a week. With finals going on and graduation around the corner, I’d been very busy. Taking the day off to spend with her was a little treat to myself.. And to her. Mike was equally as busy with school as I was, plus he now had a girlfriend!

Her name is Nikki, and they stated dating 3 months ago. She was pretty cute (for a nerdy chick) and I liked them together, but this meant that he had even less free time to spend in his mom. It even seemed like he had less desire to… This was crazy to me because there’s no way Nikki looks as good naked or was as good in bed as Rachel.. But there’s something to be said about Strange I suppose, and about not having to share one’s lover with one’s best friend (or your own father for that matter). But they lost their virginities to one another (as far as she knows), and fell in love.. I wasn’t complaining, more for me I guess.

They met at a college tour and found out that they lived in the same city, albeit went to different schools. Mike was headed out of state for school. This was sad, but it’s just part of growing up. I on the other hand was going to school locally. This wasn’t some community College, we live in the northeast, and I had been accepted to an Ivy-League that was less than an hour away. I was an excellent student of course, but it didn’t hurt that both my parents were alumni and now professors there.

My father was a Chemist and my mother was a Biologist. They met when they were students there, graduated, and went to work at the same pharmaceutical company. Then they had me, realized that their careers were too demanding to have a family, so by the time I was 3, they had gotten hired as professors at their Alma mater and moved here. They like it, they could still do research, but now it was whatever they wanted to do. They occasionally did consultant work for private companies, which paid great, and is where my dad was now. He left last week and was going to be in Chicago for the summer. My mom was doing some personal research with grad students, which meant I’d be free once school got out in a few days. I already had my summer planned.. Fuck. Mike’s. Mom.

That night at dinner I ate like a horse, famished from a hard day’s work. That night I laid in bed, trying to do some studying for my finals, but mostly I was just thinking about Rachel. I was going to have 3 full months to Fuck her all day long. I’d go over as soon as Tony left, and stay until he got home. What’s more, is Mike would be spending a lot of his time with Nikki, so I’d really have his mother all to myself! It was going to be great! Just thinking of her gave me a hard on, and I reached under the covers and into my boxers, but before I could even get one stroke in, I yanked my hand out just as my mom walked in.

“Hey sweetie, I’m heading to bed.” She said. My parents gave me a lot of freedom, and they trusted me, but they weren’t big knockers, always walking right in. She came up and gave me a kiss on the forehead and tussled my hair a bit, then turned and walked out.

I felt my cock ache, but this wasn’t for Rachel…. My mom was pretty, she didn’t look like a porn star the way Mike’s mom did, but she was certainly pretty. She wasn’t big on makeup, and she wore her hair down without any styling. Her clothes were nice but they didn’t show any skin, no low cut tops or short dresses, and she rarely even wore heals. Part of this was for work, she had to look professional at the school, but even on her days off, she still dressed modestly. Nothing about her said ‘sexy’ or ‘look at me boys’, which is why no one ever did. You can imagine that when Rachel went to the store, every guy who walked by did a double – take, but that wasn’t the case with my mom, Patricia, or Patty.

All this aside, I had been looking at my mother through new eyes ever since finding out about Mike and his mom. As she walked out, I stared at her ass, she was wearing a long tee shirt, something that tons of mothers wear. It wasn’t tight and reached her knees, and she’s worn it for years without me glancing. But over these last few months I’d started noticing things. Like that she doesn’t wear a bra or panties under her sleep shirt. So when she walked in I clearly saw her nipples pointing through the thin white cotton. Her breasts were nice, a large B I’d estimate, but very perky and the nips always seemed erect. When she walked out I watched her butt cheeks press against her shirt with each step, no panty lines. She was thin, not that she exercised regularly, she was just a naturally petite woman, but she had broad hips, presumably from being pregnant with me.