Message-ID: <5708eli$9711201330@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Grimace Subject: Mrs. Michaels part 2 (m/f inc?) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <3473B71A.51C17926@erols.com> Please continue reading ONLY IF YOU'RE OVER 18 YEARS OLD and reading this story does not break any kind of law in your community/city/state. Thanks.Any comments to Grimace1@erols.com Mrs. Michaels Part 2 By Grimace I lay in her arms for probably thirty minutes. I was tired but not really sleepy, after all I had just recently gotten out of bed. My face rested lightly on her chest and I felt the light sweat that coated her breasts. I wanted to taste that sweat so I stuck my tongue out until the tip danced across her right nipple. The tit had a salty taste that went well with the lingering taste of her pussy that was still in my mouth. The nipple began to harden and she started to shift away from my face so that she was lying on her side with her bare ass facing me. The sight of her soft tan lined cheeks brought back the familiar sensation in my groin. I wanted to reach out and stroke her ass and let my finger tips probe gently down her crack but I knew that this would surely wake her. I just lay there for a while looked at her and listened to her. She breathed deeply and contentedly the type of sleep one has after getting fucked well. As I lay there the air conditioner kicked in and I could see the chill start from her legs and travel up her naked back. As goose bumps formed on her butt I got an idea. As you may have noticed I am always ready to take any opportunity presented to me. “Be prepared” as the boy scouts always say and I was nothing if not a good scout. As I was saying, I had an idea as to how I could warm her up. I slowly slid closer to her on the bed until my cock rested lightly on her ass. I grabbed hold of my seven-inch dick and traced the crack of her ass with my swelling dick head. She began to moan in her sleep as she pushed back with her luscious ass until my cock was firmly embedded between her cheeks. Her butt was cold to the touch, which seemed to make my cock harder. I lay there savoring the feeling of her ass wrapped around my dick. I wasn’t sure I would be able to come again so soon after our last session but I was willing to give it a try. I reached over her body with my left hand and traced her soft white breast with my fingers until her nipple stood straight out. In my short experience with Mrs. Michael’s body I had found one if not THE erogenous zone. “Oh Yes that feels good. Keep it up honey. You know how much your mother loves getting fucked from behind.” She moaned. “Your mother. Huh?” I thought but I was much to busy by that point to stop and question her. If she wanted to believe I was her son, who was I to question it, at least not for now. I eased my hips back and aimed my dick downward towards her pussy. She lifted her long leg up and gave me quick access to her still sloppy wet cunt. I reached down with both hands and parted her ass cheeks so that her ass hole was exposed. I pushed forward and my dick slipped into the warmth of her cunt. “Oh yes. Yes that feels good. Fuck Mommy. Fuck me from behind.” I was pumping in and out of her faster now and I could hear the sloshing sound of her cunt as I eased my dick out to the tip and slammed it back in. Sweat formed at the base of her spine and dripped down over her ass and then to the back end of her pussy. I slipped a hand under her body allowing me to cup both of her breasts and tweak her nipples as I slammed at her from behind. “Oh yes. Grab my nipples. I know you love Mommy’s nipples. If you fuck me good I might let you slide that big cock up between them.” Despite myself, I began thinking of my mother. I began thinking I was was fucking her instead of Stephanie. Some people may have found this repulsive. For some people such thoughts would have caused their dicks to shrivel up and it would have ended there. But my mother was also gorgeous in my youth and I had often harbored sexual thoughts about her when I was a teenager. These thoughts had always resulted in a temporary hard-on followed quickly by guilt. I wasn’t going to let that happen. This wasn’t my mother. This was my best friend’s mother. Not a big difference. Not so big maybe but Scott apparently had partaken of these same fruits at least once. I renewed my efforts by pushing harder with my dick and thinking of the sensations that were emanating from that area instead of thinking about my mother. I was beginning to push Stephanie towards yet another orgasm. She was thrusting back with her ass so hard that I was in danger of popping out of the warmth of her cunt. I gave her a gentle push and climbed up onto her back. I could then get a better angle that kept me firmly planted in her pussy. This was all that was needed. The change in angle caused my dick to hit a different spot inside her and sent her over the edge. “Yes, oh yeah BABY. Fuck, Fuck me now. Fill me up. Yes.” She screamed. The feel of her tightening cunt around my cock was all that I needed too as I filled her once again with my cum. (sorry about the . at the beginning) -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /