I Can’t Believe I Let My Best Friend’s Mom Eat My Pussy

Caressing my breasts and nipples, her hand slowly slid down my body and into my panties. She tentatively touched my clit and I moaned into her mouth.

I was at work when my best friend Jenny messaged me and asked me to drop a blouse she’d lent me, off at her mom’s house for her. I didn’t mind at all as I should’ve returned that blouse a long time ago so after work, I drove home.

I took a shower, put some make-up on, and got ready for a night out with friends so I put on the come-fuck-me clothes. I got the blouse and headed to Jenny’s house. She told me her mother was home and to just leave it with her.

Jenny’s mom and I got along great. We weren’t friends or anything but I liked her. She was divorced and had not remarried. Even though she wanted a divorce, she was very unhappy when her ex-husband started dating. I think she thought that he’d stay miserable too.

When I got to her house, I knocked on the door. There was no answer so I knocked again. When Jenny’s mom finally opened the door, she looked like she’d been crying. I didn’t want to intrude so I told her I was dropping off a blouse for Jenny. She sniffled and said Jenny is out.

I handed her the blouse and just as I wanted to leave, her sniffling bothered me. I turned back and asked if she was ok. She assured me she was, thanked me for asking, and then burst into tears standing in the doorway. I put my arm around her and guided her back into the house. We sat on the couch and she hugged me and sobbed on my shoulder. I finally got the story out of her.

She’d been dating a guy for two weeks. She’d thought it was going somewhere but last weekend she had sex with him. He’d just called and broke up with her the day after. She told me that since her divorce, she had not had a relationship that lasted more than a month.

“What’s wrong with me,” she sobbed. “Am I that ugly?”

Actually, except for the unhappy look, she was attractive. At about forty-five she was about tall, with a good figure, long hair, and a pretty face. My first guess was she was a lousy lay or a pain in the ass to hang out with but I assured her she was attractive.

“Look at Jenny,” I said reassuringly, “She’s gorgeous and she got that from you.”

“You really think so?”

“Absolutely,” I responded.

She looked at me, thanked me, but still clung to me. I kept my arm around her and she started going through all her relationships. A lot of them ended right after she had sex with them.

“I must be a lousy fuck,” she said. “They fuck me and leave me. How can I be so bad.”

Then she burst into tears again and cried into my shoulder. I felt bad for her and told her she couldn’t be that bad. I mean seriously, for most men, even if you’re just there they think the sex is good. She laughed.

I held her and told her that there was nothing wrong with her. That she was pretty and had not found the right person yet. She pulled away from me, looked at me, and thanked me for being so sweet.

Then she shocked me. She said thank you and with no warning, turned to face me, then she moved in to kiss me. A hot passionate kiss. We kissed for what seemed forever and then I pushed her away.

“I’m sorry,” she sniffled. “I don’t know what came over me. I’m such a mess.”

She looked so sad and so needy so I kissed her back. It felt good. She had such soft lips. It wasn’t the first time I kissed a girl. Usually, I was out at a bar with friends, teasing guys and making out with each other, tasting like strong alcohol but Jenny’s mother tasted different and I liked it.

“Umm, I’m confused,” I said staring at her.

“Me too,” she replied.

We spent some time kissing. Suddenly, she pulled away from me and took off her top. I’d never really done this with a girl, but she seemed so needy, tasted so sweet, and looked so sad, I didn’t stop her.

We got back to serious kissing. As we did, something came over me. I realized I was liking this and didn’t want to stop. Jenny’s arms wrapped around me as mine embraced her. I felt her hands go to the clasp of my bra, she undid it and pulled away from me. I reached behind her and unclasped her bra. She looked at me shyly and let it fall off. She had beautiful breasts with little perky nipples. I let my bra fall off my arms. We were both topless.

We embraced and kissed again. The bare skin of her chest against mine was tantalizing. Her soft skin felt wonderful against my nipples.

We continued to kiss. She started to kiss her way down my neck. Her hand came up and cupped my breast. She lightly pulled on my nipple. Then she moved her head to my other breast and lightly sucked on it. My hand went behind her head and I pulled her into my breast.

“Mmm,” I purred.

It was my turn. My hands came up and I caressed both her breasts while she moaned. I kissed my way down her neck to her breasts. She smelled so good and I loved the way her breasts felt between my lips.

I had never been with a girl, but I was getting turned on. A woman’s touch is so much softer than a man’s and because she was so shy and unsure it was even gentler and sweeter. I also knew that if something was going to happen, I had to take charge. The reality was I loved having this sweet, needy woman in my arms.

I stood up and pulled my dress up over my head and dropped it on the floor, standing there in just panties and heels. She gave me a shy smile before I pushed her down on the couch, kissing her passionately. I sat up on my knees and undid her jeans, grabbing the waist and pulling her jeans and panties off together. She lifted her ass so I could pull them all the way off.

We went back to making out and my hand slid down her belly to her pussy. Her legs fell apart as she made room for my hand. My fingers traced her clit while she pushed her hips forward and moaned as I touched her and slid my fingers into her pussy. She kissed me passionately.

With my fingers in her wet pussy, our lips locked and she explored my body with one hand. Caressing my breasts and nipples, her hand slowly slid down my body and into my panties. She tentatively touched my clit and I moaned into her mouth. She pulled me in and kissed me harder, her fingers exploring my pussy. Women like different things, but we also know what feels good and she knew what felt good.

With our fingers in each other, gentle need turned into passionate desire and I started humping her fingers. I thought about the fact that this was my friend’s mother but instead of making me stop, it kind of added a dirty element to it. The thought made me cum.

“Did I really make you cum?” Jenny’s mother asked.

I admitted she did. She got teary-eyed, but this time there was a smile with it. Again, it was so sweet I was happy I was there. I kissed her passionately and concentrated on her clit. She started humping my hand and moaning and within seconds she was cumming too.

“Oh my fucking God,” she said. “I haven’t had an orgasm like that in years. She kissed me again.

“Really?” I said. “Then you’re going to love this.”

I pushed her on her back, kissed her. and worked my way down her body kissing all the way. When I got to her breasts, I lightly kissed them and blew on them as I worked my way down. Then I kissed my way down past her belly and when I got to the juncture of her thigh and hip I spent some time and lightly sucked on the skin. I’m very sensitive there and apparently, she was too.

“I’ve never done this before,” she said. “With a girl I mean,” she added.

“Me neither I replied. Do you want me to stop?” I asked.

“You’d better not,” she laughed.

I moved down to her pussy, caressing it with my fingers, sliding them inside of her. She moaned and I loved the way her wetness felt on my fingers. I slowly circled her clit with my fingers then slid them inside her again. As I did, I lowered my head to her clit and lightly sucked on it. She moaned and grabbed my head as I let my tongue swirl around her clit. She came again, louder this time.

I continued to eat her pussy. I don’t think I’m an expert, but I know what I like and just did that. I continued to slide my fingers in and out of her pussy as I teased her clit. As her moaning became more urgent I thrust my fingers faster and harder to the movement of her hips and she came again. Now she was on a roll and definitely multiorgasmic.

“Oh god, that feels so good,” she breathed.

I used my other hand to pull on her nipples. Her thrusting against my fingers became faster, harder.

“Oh my God, you’re going to make me cum again,” she moaned with urgency. “Don’t stop, please.”

With a final thrust, I could tell she had her final orgasm against my fingers as her whole body relaxed.

“Let me catch my breath,” she pulled my hand away.

“Well hurry up. It’s my turn,” I said.

“Umm… I never…” she said suddenly getting shy.

“Well you’re going to,” I said stopping her.

I laid down next to her. She rolled toward me and kissed me.

“Oh wow,” she said. “I love the way my pussy tastes on your lips.”

Well, that was a clue. I liked to lick my fingers clean when I masturbated so I brought my fingers to her lips and she eagerly sucked them clean. We kissed again, enjoying the taste of pussy on our tongues and lips.

“Lay back,” she said.

I laid back on the couch and slid my panties off. She moved her head down my body and tentatively licked my pussy. I moaned and as she heard me, she got braver and braver. Soon her face was buried in my pussy and for a woman who’d never done this before she was good; I was making her face all wet as I came.

I pulled her up to me and motioned her to turn around. She didn’t waste any time and straddled me in a sixty-nine position, lowering her lips back to my pussy.

“God, yes,” I moaned.

As she straddled me her ass was right in front of my face.

“You’ve got an amazing ass,” I said.

“And you’ve got a delicious pussy,” she replied.

I moaned and wiggled my hips as she lightly sucked my clit and as her beautiful ass and pussy were in my face, I pulled on her ass cheeks and planted my lips to her pussy.

“Fuck,” she sighed as my tongue ran up her slit.

She started licking and sucking me more urgently so I returned the fervor on her pussy and clit. Soon we were both grinding our hips into each other’s faces and moaning. You couldn’t tell our moans apart. With both our mouths busy all we could do was moan and grunt.

As I started to reach climax, I couldn’t concentrate on her pussy anymore.

“Yes, don’t stop, God, yes,” was all I could get out as my orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks, washing over my whole body.

With a last loud moan, my head collapsed on the couch and Jenny’s mom rolled over and crawled next to me.

“That was amazing,” Jenny’s mother spoke first.

“Yes, it was!”

“Thank you so much. I feel much better and, seriously, it wasn’t just the sex. You were wonderful.”

I kissed her and told her I better get going. We both got dressed and as I left she kissed me goodbye.

“I’m glad you came today,” she said.

“Me too,” I said as I walked out the door.