My Mom is something else. She will do anything for me. There is just the two of us at home now, since Dad was killed in the auto accident. She works full time, and still helps me with my homework.
I'm a freshman at state. Played guard for Kennedy High School's basketball team. Now, I'm hoping to make the team at the State Teacher's college, which is located about twenty minutes away, out in the sticks. Coach Brown said that if I do, that he would award me a tuition scholarship.
We have started practice. The starting center, Terry Johnson, a junior and I have become pals. He is a big sucker, standing six foot, eleven inches, and weighting two hundred and thirty five pounds. You should see him jump. He does business two feet above the basket.
It was a Friday night that I asked Terry to stay over at our house. Mom has a stiff drink as soon as she gets home, so she was a little happy when we walked in. "Mom, this is Terry Johnson. Terry, meet Mom. Her name is Julie Williams."
They shook hands. Mom went into the den to catch part of "Doctor Phil," before starting dinner.
When Terry and I were alone he whistled. "Your Mom is a big woman. How tall is she?"
"She's got the biggest old titties that I've ever seen. Have you ever seen those puppies?"
"All the time. When she has a few too many, she gets careless. I see her naked a lot."
"Boy, I'd like to give her a good screwing."
"Other guys have told me the same thing."
"How big are her tits?"
"Best I can tell you is that each one is as big as her head. She says that they are a pain because they get in the way all the time."
"Would it piss you off if I got into her pants?"
"Shit no. Probably be good for her. She has not had a single date since dad died."
"I have an idea, Danny." Terry said. You said that she would do anything for you. And you mentioned that getting a scholarship would really help your finances. Here is what we do. After dinner, we get her drinking. At nine thirty or so, I will go upstairs to your bedroom. You tell your Mom that whether you make the team depends on if I pass you the ball. Tell her that I told you that I would consider it a special favor if she would come to the bedroom to be with me. Now, here is the important part. As soon as you tell her that, kiss her. Tell her that you love her, and then say. Mom, I'm going to go to the mall for a couple hours. It is up to you."
The boys got lucky. Julie drank three strong drinks. Terry left them. Danny made his speech. His mother just looked at him, with a dumbfounded expression. "Danny, I can't do that."
"It is up to you, Mom." He said again as he walked out the door.
Julie Williams was confronted with a problem unlike any she had ever heard of. She sat in silence for four minutes, alone. She had sex with four guys in college, before she met and married Bob. Suddenly, in spite of herself, she smiled, and felt a tingle between her legs.
But this guy in her house was no more than a big kid. She would tell him off. She barged right into the bedroom, and switched on the light. Terry was on his back, naked. "You have a lot of nerve. Who do you think you are coming in here and telling my son that I am a bargaining chip?"
He smiled. "I told Danny that you were the hottest woman that I'd ever seen, and I wanted to have sex with you, which I'm going to do."
He got up, walked around her, and closed the door. Turning, he took her in his arms. She tried to push him away. He towered over her. She weighing one hundred and sixty pounds, of which thirty were tits, was no match for him. He kissed her! Her breasts were mashed against his chest. His cock was pressed into her stomach.
She was drunk. A boy of his size is big everywhere. His index finger never failed him. When he ran that baby into a woman's cunt, with the end flicking her cervix, it was all over. Women's knees would buckle, as they thrust their hips forward so that he would get deeper inside them. Such was the case with Mrs. Julie Williams.
She just looked at him as he took off her clothes. Between her legs was a neatly trimmed snatch, with a fine red slit. Terry was now excited. His finger now told him that she was wet and ready. On his knees, he placed his cock at her entrance. He shoved. It did not go in, so he used his fingers to spread her lips. This time, when he shoved, a couple inches went into her.
"Gently. Please gently," She pleaded.
He arched his back, placing more of his weight on his cock. Two more inches entered her. She used a hand pushing against his hip to keep him away.
As far as Terry was concerned, he intended to bury his shaft to the balls in her. Sure, she would piss and moan, they always do. But, when it all was driven home, he knew that she would enjoy his fullness, the feeling that her whole insides were being yanked and pulled. He intended to fuck Mrs. Julie Williams long and often, like for the next two years.
His weight fully on her, he drove that cock of his again and again into the silk pussy.
"You are a lot of man?" She conceded.
"Yes. I needed this." There was a long moan. Sweat covered her. Her cunt squeezed his manhood, as her first orgasm in more then a year shook her body. They booth knew that she was hooked. Sure, she would tell Danny that she was doing it for him. But she and Terry knew that she wanted to be fucked.
They talked for a few minutes. Terry mounted her again. This time, his first shove buried his whole shaft. Julie came this time in less then a minute. "You're a hot fuck, Lady."
Danny, who was just outside the door, heard every word. Mom came through again, he thought. He knew that a lot of passes would come his way from Terry.
The next day, when Danny and Terry talked, Terry said that he had screwed her seven different times. She had come at least five times.
"That ought to be worth a lot of passes?" Danny said, with a grin.
"You are going to be an ace. I'll give you a pass, and then set a screen, Man. Bingo." They both laughed.
Julie got up, made coffee, checked to see where the boys were, and then went into her room. Standing naked, she used a hand mirror to check out the condition of her pussy. She stood before the full-length mirror, as she lifted her tits. They weren't a pain in the ass last night. Terry had sucked and played with them any time that his cock was not in her. She, for the first time in a year, felt like a sexual woman. It had been good that she had been fucked, she concluded. She wanted more. And why not? She was a widow.
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