Chapter 2

After what appeared to be a dream following another alien experience on the beach, I was unsure if Stuart or Greg had a similar experience. After thinking about this, I decided to visit Stuart. He wasn’t home, so I drove to Sharon’s place, assuming he might be there. I knew Sharon’s mother didn’t like me. So, I decided to use a more polite greeting by referring to her as Mrs Greenway. She was not impressed to see me and told me Sharon wasn’t home. Her response and manner indicated to me she expected I would know where they were. There was an off-handed comment that they were probably having sex somewhere.

She was in a long summer buttoned-up dress, and I admired her large breasts and wide hips as she turned to walk away. I thought she was about to close the door on me when she stopped and asked if I wanted to wait for them there. I followed her down the hallway into the kitchen. She said she needed to make a call to a friend and that I could help myself to a drink. She sat near the door on a laid-back chair near a large glass door, as she called her friend. I poured myself a glass of water, and I looked up; I could see her dress was open, and I could see her firm thighs.

Mrs Greenway was in her forties, thick-set, with large breasts, wide hips and thick thighs. She had long dark hair, with the show or grey hair on the sides. However, there was something sexual about her, and it was strange to find a woman sexually attractive when I had already had sex with her daughter. I decided to find a seat where I could sit and read a magazine and have a good view up her skirt. As she continued on the phone, she moved around, giving me a great view of her thighs. Occasionally, she would look up and catch me looking, and I admired the fact she was still a pretty lady.

As we locked eye contact, I smiled and allowed my gaze to move down her body. My gaze caressed her breasts, and I imagined her large nipples erect under my probing tongue. I continued wondering what her round stomach would be like to caress lightly under my fingers as I ventured across the thighs. In my mind, I am teasing with the elastic on her knickers as she opens her legs, inviting me to continue. When I focused, I could see she was lying back relaxed, her legs slightly apart. She finished the phone call and walked past me. As she did, she brushed my arm, and I could smell her aroma and arousal.

I sat and continued reading as she came back into the room, poured a glass of water, and sat back in the chair. Where she was seated, there was only a small table between us. As she sat down, she placed one foot on the table. Her position gave me a great view between her thighs, and I am sure the dress was open further. When I looked at her, she smiled, and I realised she did not have a bra on; that got me thinking: did she just take it off?

My mind was off imagining her naked when she said that she normally likes to be nude when she is home alone. She said I was lucky she was dressed as she had just returned from shopping. I replied that I wouldn’t call it lucky, and I could imagine she would have an amazing body. She unbuttoned the remaining buttons and let the dress fall away; her breasts were full and firm. I was surprised by how firm and erotically round her figure was. She sat there, her legs close enough that I could only see the top of her trimmed pubes. We looked at each other, and she stood up as the dress fell away and said it was my turn.

I stood up and removed my T-shirt and shorts; my semi-erect cock jumped out as she looked down, admiring it with a sigh. We both sat down, looking at each other, my growing erection lying across my stomach. I looked her in the eyes again and then between her legs, and she took the hint and opened her legs. I could see she was trimmed and smooth around her thick puffy pussy lips. Her arousal was obvious as I could see her clit was erect and moist. She caressed her breasts, teasing her nipples, and her eyes were glazing with excitement.

To match her erotic movements, I stoked my cock in a long slow stroking motion, and I could see she was enjoying it. She slowly opened her legs wider and deliberately teased her clit with her middle finger. Rolling it in circular motions, I could see it grow. She lowered her fingers between her lips as she slid down in the chair. I could see the glistening juices on her fingers as she wiped it over her clit. She repeated the movement with two fingers disappearing into her vagina, and she bit her lower lip.

I continued stroking, lingering at the head as I could feel precum dribbling down my cock. I watched as she worked on her clit; as her orgasm approached, she slowed and explored her lips again. Opening herself up for me as I moved the table aside and knelt between her outstretched thighs. I could sell the musty aroma of her pussy and watched as she massaged her clit again. This time she pressed her fingers against her clit, and as I heard her groan, her hips flexed upwards. She moaned again as she vigorously massaged her clit her hips rising, moaning as she completely lost control.

As she regained her composure, I lowered my tongue to her clit, and she pulled away. I had her pinned in the chair and grabbed her hips, burying my tongue into her pussy. She moaned and tried to pull away, but I didn’t stop as she clasped my head. Finally, she submitted to her desires as she opened her legs. Allowing my tongue to explore as deep as I could into her vagina. I knew she was close again to another orgasm when she started calling for me not to stop throwing her head back as she came again.

As she recovered for the third time, I caressed her breasts and large nipples; I was captivated by how large yet firm they were. I moved up her body and kissed her passionately on the lips. Our tongues explore each other’s mouth, and she seems to enjoy the taste of herself. As I lowered myself onto her, I could feel my cock now pressing against her pussy. Before I could go any further, she stopped me and suggested we go to her bedroom. We gathered our clothes as we headed for the bedroom.

In the bedroom, she lay on the bed, and I climbed between her legs. We didn’t waste any time, and I slid deep into her easily. I’m not small, and girls my age find it uncomfortable, but Mrs Greenway, it was a snug, warm, wet fit. We fucked loud and rough for several minutes, but I could feel my orgasm building. I knew the long lead-up would mean a messy load, so I lifted her thighs and drove deep into her. She must have realised I was close, and we came together; I could feel my semen flood her. She was wet and loose and enjoyed my slow, slippery movements.

As we lay there, we heard a door open, and we quickly gathered our clothes. I went to one bathroom to dress, and Mrs greenway ran into the other bathroom. I was first to dress, and as I walked down the hallway, I found Mr Greenway (Alex) standing in the kitchen. He seemed surprised to see me, and I explained I had dropped by looking for Sharon and Stuart. I asked him to tell them I was looking for them and left the house.

As I drove home, I wondered if my experience with Mrs Greenway was the same as my first time with Sharon and the lady on the beach. It occurred to me that she was willing, and I could seek out willing women as well. I drove to the shopping centre as I needed to do some shopping and parked at the end of the parking lot, away from other vehicles. As I walked through the shopping centre and walked past an adult store, I had the urge to go and check it out. I don’t normally go to this adult store as it caters for women with lingerie and women’s sex toys. As I walked in, the girl behind the counter asked how she could help. She was medium height, had smallish breasts, was probably a B-Cup, and was athletic. The thing that struck me was she was confident and flirtatious.