My mother’s horny friend

Hello, what I’m going to tell you next is a true story that happened to me a few months ago. I live in the capital of Spain and I’m 21 years old, tall, with short hair, slim, toned chest… I’m not bad at all, although I know very well that there are many more guys who are better looking than me. The fact is that at first glance, I’m quite attractive to women, which means I don’t have too many problems when it comes to finding a fling or a hookup, a one-night stand with a girl my age during my many trips around the city’s nightclubs, pubs and trendy spots.

My mother makes a living doing clothing alterations around the neighborhood, hemming pants and skirts, and I often take care of running errands because my mother doesn’t have much time. That afternoon I was bored at home. I had finished studying and was chatting for a while on a sex channel trying to pass the time and solve my boredom when my mother sent me to deliver a skirt that my mother had altered for a friend of hers. I love mature women, and thanks to this, I’ve been able to meet many attractive mature women in my neighborhood, shop assistants, the woman from the haberdashery on the corner, the tobacconist, and women who work at the market. All of them have served in my imagination to have some anthological masturbations and to have all kinds of fantasies and later, in reality, all kinds of experiences with mature women.

My mother gave me the bag with the skirt and told me that Angelines, the market woman who owns a fruit stand and is the manager, had to give me 1200 pesetas, which was the cost of having the skirt repaired. Apparently, it was a bit complicated considering it was so expensive. I headed to Angelines’s house, a two-minute walk from my house. The door was opened by the woman who had “forced” me to jerk off so much. She was 55 years old, but very well preserved for her age. Her hair was already white, her glasses were very kinky. She was also quite wealthy and very naughty because she had a reputation in the neighborhood for being a bit of a slut since she became a widow when I was about 10 or so. But I’ve always felt very attracted to her.

– Hello, honey, you look so handsome. All I needed was for him to tell me that for my mind to start wondering.

– Hi, Angelines, I’m bringing the skirt my mother fixed for you. How are you? — Okay, I’m alone here. I was just finishing up some things.

I asked her about her son Andrés, who was my age. Her son was a bit effeminate, but I’ve never been able to find out if he was gay or not. I don’t really know. The truth is, I don’t care. I told her she looked as beautiful as ever. It’s true that I hadn’t seen her for a long time, and seeing that gorgeous woman in her full 55 years of age lifted my spirits incredibly. Very kindly, she offered me a soda, which I gladly accepted. She told me she was going out and that she’d caught her about to take a shower. She told me to just sit and have a drink with her. I asked her what my plans were, and since she was going to be alone, I offered to suggest that we go to the movies and then get something to drink. She was a bit surprised but I think she quickly guessed (she’s not stupid) that I, the innocent boy she had known since I was 5, was no longer a child, I had already become a grown man. She gladly accepted, not with some hesitation in case some friend saw her with a young man who had just turned 21, what would they think (jealousy, surely… XD). I told her what I wanted to see, she chose the movie (the truth is that the movie mattered very little to me, the only thing on my mind was the opportunity to fulfill my dream of warming the bed of this mature woman who turned me on a mile a minute).

She got dressed, and I couldn’t help but approach the shower door, which she left ajar. I was surprised to see her soaping her well-endowed breasts, which weren’t at all saggy despite her age; they remained firm and juicy. She began to run the sponge over her pussy and then touch and caress her breasts with one hand while with the other she touched her pussy, leaning over a little. I even think she was putting a finger in her ass. This girl was masturbating, and I didn’t know if it was because she knew I was supposedly in the living room listening to music and watching TV, or because she was really turned on by my presence. I couldn’t help but take my cock out of my pants and jerk off like a king. I didn’t even finish, which was worse because I was horny all afternoon. She got dressed and got really elegant. We went down to the garage where we took her all-terrain vehicle and went to some fairly large cinemas on the outskirts, the last session was at ten o’clock, and we sat in one of the last rows and while watching the movie, I could see how through the flashes of light some hard nipples were visible through her white blouse and you could see her left breast out of the corner of your eye since she hadn’t put on a bra, the truth is that her tits held up well without a bra.

After the movie, I took her to a luxurious pub where we had a drink. It’s a pub where elegant older women go to flirt with young, wealthy men (not my case, XD) here in the capital. We had a drink and I started hitting on her more shamelessly, telling her how pretty she was and that she had a really lovely body that was in really good condition for her age.

– But what are you saying… I’m almost a grandmother now

– Come on Angelines, don’t talk nonsense, if you’re in the prime of your life, I love you (I was tempted to tell her that she gets really excited when I see her, but I logically decided that it was better not to be so rude)

I asked her to dance, and we danced together to a slow song, we weren’t at all noticeable because around us there were many more couples of women between 40 and 60 years old dancing or chatting, or having a drink with young people between 18 and 30 years old… and from what I could see, she had been here more times apart from her confirming it, I began to slowly lower my hand and surreptitiously touch her ass, while I approached with my hard package towards her crotch, she turned around and I couldn’t help but surreptitiously rub my cock against her ass through her skirt, and see how she stuck her ass out a little more in approval.

We went to her house, as it was a little late and she was already a bit tipsy. She’d only had two martinis with lemon and I’d had two whiskys with coke, but it seems they got her high quickly. In the car, one of those modern jeeps they have these days, I couldn’t help but put my hand on her at the stoplight and touch her gorgeous thighs through her black pantyhose. I leaned in close and started kissing her neck as I said:

-Take me to your house or a hotel or wherever, because I’m going to eat you all out and I want you to have the best orgasm of your life.

We couldn’t go to his house because his son was supposed to have already arrived since he would be tired as soon as he left the pizzeria where he works, and I wouldn’t like him to hit me or try to when he saw that I had hooked up with his mother.

So since she was flush with cash we decided to go to a hotel she knew where they booked a room for her, the hotel was located in the Salamanca neighborhood and when we arrived my suspicions were confirmed, it wasn’t a bad hotel at all, we went up to the room and I ordered a small glass of whiskey, we started kissing frenetically while Angelines took off her blouse revealing some wonderful tits, a size 100, not very big but they were very nice, her skin was soft, smooth, with the maturity that I love, I began to slide my tongue from her neck to her breasts, those dark-toned nipples throbbed as I ran my tongue over them. I took off her pantyhose and started to give her a good job on her hot clam that was already dripping fluids and showing clear signs of being aroused, I ran my tongue over all the folds of her clam, while I felt its heat, its palpitations, I undressed and we began an amazing 69 that transported me to seventh heaven, until with the heat that lasted all day I had to cum because I couldn’t hold it in anymore… I came on her breasts. I was immediately back in shape and after seeing my member disappear between Angelines’ lips. I decided that my missile couldn’t wait any longer and I had to enter that cave as soon as possible.

– Put it in me! Angelines begged.

And so it was, I began to adjust myself to get inside her cave, and the fucking lasted a good while until I came again on her abdomen. We did it again three more times, I sodomized her and I spent hours and hours eating the pussy of that woman who excited me so much since I was fifteen. The truth is, I ended up exhausted, and the worst was the time to give explanations to my mother when I showed up at nine in the morning on Saturday without giving her the money for the skirt (since I spent it on the sodas and popcorn at the movies). It all ended with me spending a wild night with my friends and I ran out of money and I didn’t have the card and I had to use that one. I returned it to her the following week since that night of sex and wild passion with the mature Angelines, with the horny and vicious friend of my mother, cost me no pay and consequently at home the following weekend, but without a doubt, it was worth it.