Mrs. Cerrano

Dylan and Eric had hit it off right away.  The day they’d moved into their college dorm and introduced each other, the new roommates were inseparable.  They didn’t have any classes together as Dylan was working on an Audio Media degree and Eric was taking courses for web design, but when they were not in class they were hanging out, partying, hitting on girls and having the normal college fun together.

              Dylan was popular, short blond hair, bright blue eyes, a face that made all the girls melt and a body that made them stare and crave to touch him. He was funny and outgoing, ever the entertainment at parties, always the center of attention.  Eric was much more reserved.  He was quiet, but funny and smart.  He was slightly geeky with all his computer knowledge but he was a cute geek. He had dark hair and dark eyes and he wasn’t bad to look at, though standing next to Dylan he paled in comparison.

              They had many things in common, the love of girls first and foremost. They played the same xbox games, watched the same action movies liked mostly the same foods and even shared a favorite beer.  Another thing they had in common was the recent divorces of their parents. Dylan’s mom had left his father for another man and he’d been living with his dad the last two years, his mom seeing him once since she’d left.  On the other side of the dorm room Eric’s father had left his mother for another woman and he’d been living with his mother for the last four years, never seeing his dad.

*****

              Eric woke to a loud moan coming from Dylan’s bed.  He squinted one eye open and dared a peek.  Across the room he could see one of the girls they’d met at the football game last night, riding Dylan like she was in the rodeo, slow and easy.  He had to rip his eyes away from her gorgeous tits.  He then groaned and rolled over, covering his face with his pillow.

              “Shhh.  Baby,” came Dylan’s voice.  “You’re waking up my roommate.”

              “Fuck, Dylan!  You feel so god damn good!”  She didn’t even try to be quiet as she threw her head back, rocking her hips harder, faster, getting lost in the feeling of his big cock deep inside her sweet little pussy.

              “Yeah, girl!  Just like that!”  He felt his balls start to tighten and he reached down to stroke her clit as her hips rocked over him faster.  “Fuck, you’re so hot!”  He feasted his eyes on her amazing body, her large tits bouncing, her smooth stomach and flat abs rolling as she moved.  He was only half aware of Eric across the room.

              They had an understanding.  Fuck whoever you wanted, whenever you wanted.  Funny how it was mostly Dylan using that rule.  Eric had never brought a girl back to their room while Dylan was here. Like he wanted an audience!  But with Dylan…it was usually three or four times a week.  And there were so many!  Some were repeats, some were not.  Eric was slightly jealous of how casual and easy it seemed to be for his friend. Eric just wanted one, smart, pretty, funny girl.  He’d come across a couple, but the connection just hadn’t been right.  For Dylan…well he was an electrical charge that connected with all of them.  All the super hot ones anyways.  Several times now Eric had jerked himself off silently while watching Dylan fuck some hot random chick.  He had hidden under his blankets, peeking out, but he was pretty sure Dylan knew. Either way…his friend didn’t seem to mind and neither of them ever brought it up.

She felt his body suddenly jerk, felt his balls contract and he let out a cry of pure primal sexual release she hadn’t heard in a long, long time.

               Usually the girls at least tried to be quiet.  But today’s lucky lady didn’t mind that they were not alone.  And she moaned and talked dirty like Eric wasn’t even there. Eric reached into his gym shorts and started to stoke his rock hard and aching dick, his face covered by his pillow. She was so loud…he didn’t even have to watch.  Just listening to her as she got closer and closer to orgasm made him pulse in his hand. She moaned Dylan’s name, Eric wondering if Dylan even remembered hers, fucked him hard with her hips, their skin making a dick throbbing slapping noise.  She whimpered and gasped and Eric’s mouth opened wide to breathe deeper, his cock rock hard and ready to burst in his hand.

              “Yeah, baby!  Fuck that big, fat cock!”  Dylan said, his voice strained.  “Oh fuck! Fuck yeah!”

              Eric rolled his eyes to himself.  Of course Dylan came first.  He always did.  But he blocked his friend’s groans and concentrated on her voice.  She was still riding hard and he knew she was close.  Her voice was high pitched and her breath so shallow he could hardly hear her.  But he heard her hips still slamming into Dylan’s.  He wanted to come, to explode inside her, inside someone…he imagined she was fucking him with her beautiful hips.  And he waited for her, slowing his hand, waiting for her.   When she finally came around Dylan’s dick, Eric let himself go. His dick exploded in his hand, cum shooting onto his stomach under his shirt.  He had to stifle a gasp so they didn’t hear.  He continued to roll his fingers over his cock, several more streams of hot sticky cum flying from his exploding head.  As the waves of his orgasm faded he squeezed his cock, still running his hand over it, down to his balls, his body shuddering lightly every minute or so.

              “Fuck me, baby girl!”  Dylan said to his current muse.  “That was awesome!”

              Eric smiled to himself under his blankets across the room.  Oh yes baby girl!  That was awesome!

*****

              It was Friday afternoon and Dylan stood outside his dorm room door listening. He heard voices, Eric’s and a female’s. Dylan smirked to himself.  Hell yeah bro!  For a moment he thought about leaving, letting Eric have some privacy.  But there was a frat party tonight and Dylan wanted to get ready before he met up with a group of girls from the dorm next door for some pre party partying.  He shoved the door open, grinning, thinking his pal had finally found someone he liked.

              “Hey, bro!  You going to the party tonight…”  His voice trailed off as he locked eyes with liquid green emeralds in the knockout blonde’s pretty face.  He blinked, trying not to stare.  She was older.  She had to be in her early to mid forties.  But she was absolutely beautiful by every definition of the word.  She wore her age well!  For a second she stared back and then she took his breath away with a brilliant, friendly smile.  He felt his cock twitch, watching her eyes dancing over his features, clearly liking what she saw.

              “Hey, Dylan.”  Eric wasn’t so sure he liked the way his friend was staring at his mom.  He knew that look all too well.  “This is my mom, Diana.”

              Dylan took a cleansing breath and pulled himself back into his game element. He suddenly grinned and held out his hand.  “Very nice to meet you Mrs. Cerrano.”  He tried not to concentrate on her soft, warm hand.  He wondered what her touch would feel like on his body, her fingers wrapped around his big, fat cock.

              Diana gave her son’s friend a sweet smile.  “Nice to meet you Dylan.  I feel like I know you already.  Eric speaks so much about you…and your adventures.”

Adventures?  Dylan looked at Eric with a smirk.  Eric was grinning and he shrugged his shoulders.  “Yeah…we have plenty of adventures.”  Dylan laughed.  “But in all seriousness ma’am…Eric’s made it much easier and fun to move so far away from my dad.  He’s a great friend.”

              “Where are you from again, sweetheart?”  She was sure Eric had mentioned it but she was so taken by this boys handsome face, his brilliant blue eyes and his charming personality, he made it hard for her to remember.

              “Trenton.”  He was desperately trying not to look her up and down, but the woman had on a pair of jeans that hugged her curves in all the right places and her white blouse was cut low and accented her mouth watering tits.  His fingers itched to pull her slim hips against his.  It was all he could do to keep his half awake dick from rising completely out of slumber.

              “Ah yes.  And your mother?”

              That did it.  He breathed a little easier as his sexual side shrank back from the mention of his own mother.  A lick of anger now flickered on the edges of his mind.  “She was in California last I heard.”  He shrugged.

              “I’m so sorry.  I forgot things were strained…”  She sent him an apologetic smile.

              Instantly Dylan forgave her.  “No worries.”

              “So my mom and I are going out to dinner.  She dropped by to surprise me.”  Eric said a little uneasy.  “You wanna come?”

              For some reason Dylan didn’t want to leave her presence just yet.  She was so beautiful he felt a magnetic connection between them.  But the other girls were waiting.  And sex with a friend’s mom was always a no no.  He was pretty sure one of the girls from the other dorm would be more than willing to accommodate his needs.  “Thanks. But I’m heading over to the dorm next door to hang out with some friends before the party.  Call me if you get back and I’ll head this way and pick you up.” He then turned his attention to Diana Cerrano.  “It was very nice meeting you Mrs. Cerrano.  Don’t be a stranger.  I hope to see you again soon.”  He winked at her and left.

              When Dylan was gone Diana turned to her son.  “You said he was a lady’s man, Eric.  But you didn’t say he was so polite and charming.”

              Eric snorted with laughter.  “First of all…I wouldn’t use those words to describe anyone…especially Dylan.  Second of all…if you were stuck in the same room as him listening to him and some girl every other night…well…you wouldn’t think him so polite and charming.”  He watched his mom for a moment as she fidgeted in front of him.  She would never…he shoved the thought as far from his mind as he possibly could.  “Come on. Let’s go.  I’m hungry.”

*****

              Dinner was great!  Eric always liked spending time with his mom.  She was so smart and funny.  She wasn’t like a normal mom, always bugging him about mundane things or nagging him. She was cool.  She asked him questions about what was going on with his life and he answered not fearing judgment or ridicule.  She was just fun!  At dinner she had a couple of glasses of wine so Eric decided she should come back to the dorm and hang out for a couple hours, giving the alcohol time to exit her system before she drove the fifteen minutes home.

She arched her back, pushing her hips against him, grinding on his gorgeous face.

              Secretly Diana was hoping to see Dylan again.  She just wanted to look at him, admire his gorgeous young face and his lean, muscular body.  If only she was twenty years younger!

              “Thank you for coming to dinner with me, honey.  I had a nice time.  I’ve missed you so much.”  Diana waited for her son to unlock his dorm room door.

              “I’m only fifteen minutes away, Mom.  I wouldn’t mind spending every Friday night with you.  I had fun.”  What he said was true.  And he’d missed her as well.  Eric pushed the door open then and stopped in his tracks.  His jaw hit the floor.

              Diana nearly walked into her son when he froze.  She looked past him to see why he had stopped and her heart and stomach did a flip flop, her inner most sexual desires suddenly roused, beginning to prowl and water with lust.  Dylan stood by his bed, his shirt off, his parts hanging from his hips, the fly open, his amazingly large dick in some girls mouth.  “Oh!”   Diana breathed.  Her clit pulsed, her insides clenched.  Her imagination had not done him justice.  She watched in amazement, desperately wishing it was her mouth wrapped around that hard, beautiful cock!

              Dylan was almost there.  This chick wasn’t amazing, but she was getting the job done.  “Suck harder!”  He ordered.  When she did his balls clenched tight.  Suddenly the door flew open and Dylan looked up to see Eric and his mom standing there staring at him.  With a swirl of the girl’s tongue Dylan lost it.  He groaned throwing his head back, unable to stop from cumming.  He didn’t care that Eric was watching, but the fact that his mom was made Dylan’s explosion that much more intense.  With a hand in the girl’s hair he pulled his dick from her mouth and stroked himself, streams of thick white cum shooting across her exposed tits.  “Aw, fuck!” He groaned loud watching as he splattered her heaving mounds and across her nipples.  He heard the door slam shut as he gasped for air, his mouth curved up in a smile.

              Eric was completely stunned.  He slammed the door shut and stood in the hallway not sure what to do.  Inside his head he was cursing like mad.  It was his own fault!  He should have known better!  He glanced at his mom and winced.  She was standing there with wide eyes, her lips slightly parted.  He could see something in her eyes that scared him…desire?  Lust? He wondered when she’d last been laid but he shivered not wanting to know the answer.  “Jesus Christ!”  Eric finally said.

              A few seconds later the door opened and the girl excused herself past them giggling.  Dylan was zipping his fly, his shirt already back on.  “Hey, man…I’m sorry.  I thought you’d be gone longer.”  He then looked at Eric’s mom.  “I’m really sorry…”  He knew he should be embarrassed but he really wasn’t.  The fact that this woman that he’d thought about nonstop for the last couple of hours since he’d met her, had seen him blast his cum all over some girls face and tits…it was HOT!  He was amazed when she smirked, not looking very embarrassed herself.

              “Don’t worry about it.”  Diana was surprised by the words coming out of her mouth.  “This is your room and you are a college boy with needs.  Eric should have knocked.”

              Eric turned his head scowling at his mom.  Seriously!?

              God she wanted to die!  Dylan was fabulous!  He had the most gorgeous body she’d seen in a while, hard pecs and abs, toned and muscled arms, a dick that made her want to fall to her knees right now.  He was hung!  And god when he came!  She was so wet and aching!  The things she would do to him!  The things she would show him!  She knew he could fuck…just from the amount of girls Eric had told her about.  But she could teach him control, show him how to not just be a good fuck, but an amazing lover, fulfilling more than just his own needs, how to connect during sex and make it even better for his partner. But at the same time, it had been so long since she’d last had sex…several months.  Her vibrators just weren’t the same as the touch from a man. “How old are you Dylan?”  The words left her mouth before she could stop them.

              “Nineteen.”  He watched her with curiosity.  He could tell she had liked the show.  It made his dick twitch again already.  He grinned.

              “So young.”  She sighed.

              “Old enough.”  He answered with a smirk.

              Eric growled.  “Don’t you have a party to go to?”

              Dylan knew he needed to cool it.  He couldn’t blame Eric for being pissed.  “Yeah.  Aren’t you coming?”

              Eric shook his head.  “Mom had a couple of drinks so we’re just gonna hang out here for a couple of hours till she can drive home…”

              “Eric go ahead.  I’m a big girl.  I’ll just watch some TV for a couple of hours and then head home.  Don’t let me ruin your night.  Go have fun.  I’m fine.”

              “It’s okay, Mom.  I don’t mind…”

              “Eric.”  Her voice made him stop.  “I know you don’t mind.  But it’s Friday night and I know you had plans.  So go.”

              Eric stood not sure what to do.  Was she really okay staying by herself in a college dorm room? Wasn’t that sort of weird?

              “Come on.”  Dylan shoved Eric playfully towards the door.  “Let’s go find some girls.”

              “You just had a girl.”  Eric smirked.

              “There’s always time for more than one!”  Dylan laughed.

              “Be safe boys!”  Diana waved as they left the room, closing the door behind them.

*****

              She spent the next hour sitting on Eric’s bed flipping through channels, her eyes drifting to Dylan’s side of the room.  She couldn’t help but look at the spot where he’d been standing as he came all over that girl’s tits.  It gave Diana shivers and she ran the scene through her head over and over.  Each time he exploded in her mind she felt a jolt of need shake her body.  She groaned in frustration.  It had been too long.  Over the last four years she’d been on many dates, had a few casual flings, but she had kept her distance after being so hurt by her cheating husband.  The sex she’d actually had was guarded.  And she hadn’t stayed with a man long enough for him to really figure out all her buttons.  Right now she’d take just about anything.  Right now she’d take an unbelievably hot, hung, willing and able nineteen year old man child.  She almost hated herself for thinking it.  He was Eric’s friend and half her age!  But she couldn’t stop imagining what it would be like to feel his huge, hard cock thrusting into her dripping, needy pussy.

              Her urges were deep and dark.  She wondered if it would hurt Eric.  Not that anything would ever happen.  But her body demanded her attention.  So she allowed herself the fantasy.  And slowly she started to touch herself.

*****

              Dylan wanted to make things up to Eric so he introduced his pal to some girls from the dorms next door.  There were a couple that seemed to be into the geeky computer stuff and luckily Eric seemed to hit it off with one.  They all hung out, being joined by some of the other guys they’d made friends with over the last month.  After a couple of beers Eric loosened up and told them all the story about him and his mom walking in on Dylan’s blow job.  The entire house roared with laughter.

              Some of the guys wanted to play a game of poker.  Eric was off in some corner making out with his new acquaintance. Dylan sat down at the table to play some cards.  He reached for his wallet to ante in.  “Shit!”

              “What’s up Dyl?” Grant, one of their buddies asked.

              “I forgot my damn wallet.”  He growled.

              “Wanna loan?” Grant asked grinning.

              Dylan laughed.  “No. I’ll go get it.  I’ll be back in a few.  Play a couple of hands so you get some practice.  Cause when I get back I’m gonna whip your ass.”

              “Wanna make a bet?” Grant laughed.

*****

              Dylan wondered if Eric’s mom was still in their room as he climbed the stairs in their dorm.  On one hand he kinda hoped she was.  She might be older, but she was gorgeous.  And if he was reading her right he knew she liked him.  The thought of bagging a cougar sent the blood in his brain heading south.  She’d been there, she’d seen him, and her eyes had been filled with fire and lust. She hadn’t been embarrassed at all. He put the key in his door and shoved it open.  What he saw had him in full launch mode as soon as he stepped into the room.

              Diana’s heart pounded like a racehorse.  She’d been so close, just a few more strokes, her body was already tingling. She had her hand up her shirt tweaking her nipples, her jeans unzipped with her hand inside, her fingers rubbing her deliciously wet pussy.  When Dylan came in she’d been stunned.  Now she pulled her hand from her pants and straightened her shirt, sitting up and craning her neck around him to see if Eric was with him.

              “He’s…uh…he’s not here.”  Dylan was trying to think but his brain was depleted of blood.  “I forgot my wallet.”  He pointed to his desk where his wallet sat.  “Poker.”  He explained. He couldn’t take his eyes off her, her nipples visibly hard through her shirt, her jeans still unzipped so he could see her pink cotton panties.  “I’ll just grab…”  He reached for his wallet and turned to leave.

              “Dylan…”  Her voice was soft but it stopped him in his tracks.

              Dylan felt his dick pulse at the sound of his name from her mouth.  He turned to watch her lean back on her hands, looking relaxed.

              “Do you want me?”  She knew to him she looked cool and controlled, probably like a vixen, maybe a cougar.  Inside her heart was racing and she could barely breathe.  She knew he wanted her.  She wondered if he would admit it.

              Dylan watched as she ran her finger down her collar bone and across her nipples.  He could see them harden even more against the thin fabric of her bra and shirt.  He swallowed.  “Yes ma’am.”  He watched her smile, her eyes laughing.  “But what about Eric?”

              “What about him?  I won’t tell if you don’t.”  Her insides spasmed just thinking that this might actually be a possibility.

FUCK ME!  She was really going to let him fuck her!? Holy shit!  And suddenly he was intimidated.  She was so much older.  He’d never been with such experience.  Would he be able to satisfy her?

              “Do you know how to eat pussy?”

              He smirked, his confidence coming back.  “Yes ma’am.”   He watched with wide eyes as she scooted out of her jeans.

              “Come take off my panties.”  God, she wanted nothing more than his tongue on her right now!  There was no going back!  She needed him!  He moved towards her then and knelt before her.  He reached for her panties and started to quickly pull them down.  She put her hand on his to stop him.  “Slow,” she said softly.  She then smiled at him to encourage him.  “I know that you’ve been with lots of girls.”  He stared at her listening to her every word.  “But I’m a woman, not a girl.  You’re going to have to work harder.  But I will teach you.  I’ll tell you what I like.  Is that okay?”  She hoped she wasn’t hurting his ego.

              He was completely captivated by her.  He was surprised by what she said, but he wanted to please her so he nodded.  “Yes ma’am.”

              Diana smiled at him. “Okay.  Now take off my panties…slowly.  And kiss my legs as you pull them down.  Don’t be afraid to run your hands over my skin.”  She watched him then, as he ever so slowly pulled her panties from around her waist.  She lifted her hips and smirked when his mouth opened as he drew in a breath when her neat, trimmed strip of hair over her mound was revealed.  He stared at her, losing focus.  “Dylan.”  She whispered, bringing his mind back to his task.  He then pulled her panties slowly down her long smooth legs, his fingers gliding along her skin.  He leaned towards her and kissed the inside of her knee.  She inhaled sharply at the amazing sensation of his lips on her skin. He grinned at her liking her reaction and it drove him forward.

              Always, always Dylan’s task was to get the girl, get inside, cum.  He did technically want to make them cum too, but it was so much work. And they never told him what they wanted.  And they were all so different.  Sometimes they came.  Sometimes they didn’t.  He always finished them with his hand, but it was more of a chore after he was already satisfied.  But now, looking into this gorgeous woman’s eyes, being allowed to touch her beautiful body, listening to her soft voice instruct him, all he wanted to do was please her.  He was curious as to what turned her on and felt good, what technique and touch she preferred.  He couldn’t wait to find out.  He was still desperate to be inside her, to feel her soft, hot flesh surround him and bring him to the brink, but that one intake of breath, knowing he could make her feel good…he wanted to make her a trembling, shaking, wonderful mess in his hands.  He wanted to feel the power of her release, to watch her shatter because of him and how he made her feel.

              He kissed down the inside of her right leg, slid her panties off and then kissed up her left. He felt the goose bumps on her skin and kept going all the way to her inner thigh.  He closed his eyes when he could smell her awesome musky scent.  She smelled sweet and his cock ached, all his senses keyed into her.  He opened his eyes to find her watching him.  She was biting her lip and her amazing green eyes were filled with desire, desire for him.  He placed his hands on her hips and pulled her towards the edge of the bed.  She leaned back on her elbows and he listened to her breath catch as he continued his kisses up her inner thigh, pushing her legs wider, allowing him to gaze at her amazing pussy.  Her beautiful pink folds were shiny, wet and smooth.  He leaned towards her and licked her from her asshole to her clit.  He felt her body jerk and he kissed her clit.  “Mrs. Cerrano, you’re so beautiful.”  He then started to lick her up and down, swirling his tongue around her clit and then back down.

              It felt very good, but to Diana he seemed to be in a hurry.  He probably wanted to sink his fat dick into her.  She wanted that too.  But sex was meant to be enjoyed.  Not wham bam thank you ma’am.  That worked some of the time.  But not today.  “Dylan, sweetheart…slow down.  Take your time.  Women want to feel like they’re being worshipped.  Lick, suck, kiss…slowly.  Make us want to beg you to never stop.”

              Dylan reeled it in. He knew he was rushing, but his dick ached.  He wanted to fuck her brains out.  But he knew it would be over too quickly then.  He remembered his mission.  To make her fall apart in front of him.  He licked up her pussy slowly, kissed her clit and then lightly sucked it into his mouth. He was rewarded with her first moan and the vibration traveled through his entire body and straight to his dick. He grinned to himself, swirling his tongue and sucking a little harder.

              He took instruction well!  And holy fuck his mouth felt good!  Diana found herself moving her hips, asking for more.  As he continued to lick and kiss and suck, eating her exactly as she liked to be eaten, she could feel her body starting to rise, her pulse quickening, her breathing erratic.  She began to whimper and moan wanting to cum all over his mouth.  “Dylan?”  She was breathless.

              “Hmm?”  He asked with his mouth full.

              “Have you ever had a girl squirt for you?”

              “No,” he answered between licks.

              “Would you like to learn how to make a girl squirt?”

              Dylan sat back a little.  “Really?” He grinned.  “You can squirt?”

              Diana nodded smiling. She loved the eagerness he was showed. He was almost giddy.  “With the best of them.”

              Dylan sat back on his heels with his mouth hanging open, watching as she scooted further over the edge of the bed.  She was still leaning back on her elbows.  She’d been watching him as he ate her.  His cock pulsed and he grabbed himself, squeezing through his jeans, trying to get some relief.

              Diana watched Dylan rubbing his dick.  She knew it was hard for him to wait, but she would make it worth his while.  He needed to practice some self control if he wanted to go from good to amazing.  So far he was surpassing her expectations.  “It’s a different type of orgasm.  I can cum several times when I squirt.  It feels different but very, very good.  It’s more of a rush than the explosive clit orgasm.”

              Dylan nodded taking in all the information.  “Which do you like better?”

              Diana nodded. “I’m greedy.  I like both.  But if I’ve squirted a few times and then have a clit stimulated orgasm…that’s the best feeling ever.  It makes me extra sensitive and makes me want to climb the walls when you slide inside me afterwards.”  She watched him swallow, gazing at her pussy, knowing he was thinking about everything she said.

              “Tell me what to do.”

              Diana smiled. “Slide your middle finger inside me with your palm up.”  She closed her eyes and took a breath, feeling his finger moving inside her.  It had been much too long!  “Good.”  She encouraged him.  “Feel around until you find the soft squishy patch.  I’ll help you and tell you when you find it.  Always have your girl help you so you know exactly where it is.  Do it gently.   Mmm.  Right there, baby.  Do you feel it?”

              “Yeah.”   Dylan was breathing heavily.  He made a mental note about how that patch inside her felt against his finger.

              “That right there is my g spot.  It is the key to making a girl squirt.  Some girls don’t squirt…many have just never tried or never had the right touch to know if they can.  Now you can enlighten them and have some fun experimenting.”  She drew in a ragged breath as he pushed against her g spot like he was recording it to memory.  “It’s not in the same spot for every girl, but usually the same general area.”  She bit her lip as he began to rub her inside and sparks flew through her veins.  “You’ll have to experiment with touch to see what they like.  Some girls like to be rubbed lightly.  Some like it harder.  Some like to be tapped.”  She grinned when he tried the touches as she spoke.  “I like to be rubbed soft at first, but as I get closer I like it harder.  Make sure she tells you what she wants and you will have her gushing in no time.”  She gasped as he lightly rubbed her g spot, circling his finger deep inside her pussy.

              Dylan was completely focused.  He forgot about his throbbing dick and watched her pussy getting wetter, her face displaying the pleasure she felt as he rubbed her.

              “If you want to add to her pleasure then lick and suck, or rub her clit with your other hand.” She leaned her head back and closed her eyes as his mouth found her clit and electricity lit up her blood.  “Oh yes!”  She lifted one of her hands and reached for his head between her legs, gripping his hair in her fingers.  “Mmm, baby that feels so good…”  Her voice was a whisper as she felt her body begin to rise.  His tongue and finger had her in a wonderful place, a place she had not expected to be at at the start of her day, but a place she had longed to be since meeting this boy just a few hours ago.  “Oh god!”  She arched her hips against his mouth, his swirling tongue and stroking finger making her tremble.  “If you want to taste it then don’t move.  But if you are nervous about it then move your face away.”  Her voice was a whimper now.  Any second and she’d feel the release.  The urge was strong and as he rubbed her harder her body jerked. She moaned and felt the rush of release. She heard it hit the floor, dripping down his chin.  He hadn’t moved.  She knew he wanted to experience it all.  “Oh yes, baby!”  She was still shaking, his finger still rubbing her but soft again.  He licked her lightly making her shudder with delight. She gasped and moaned, every touch keeping her on her high.  “Good boy!   Very good!”  She managed to glance down at him.  He was in his own happy world.  “How do I taste?”

              “Salty and sweet.” He ran his tongue from his finger to her clit.  “You taste good.  Can you do that again?”

              Diana grinned. “As many times as you like.”

              Dylan made her come four more times.  He forgot his own throbbing need as he concentrated on her, making her shake and moan and writhe before him.  He felt proud of himself, accomplished and even powerful for making her feel so much pleasure.  It was beyond anything he’d ever done or even tried to do.  It was so much more erotic and satisfying than he ever thought possible.

              “Mmmm!  So good!” she moaned as she felt herself gush for the fifth time.  Her body ached and she shook as she gasped for air.  She wanted more but it was a relief when he pulled his finger from her. He pushed her legs wider and leaned into her wrapping his lips around her clit.  “Oh god yes!”  She arched her back, pushing her hips against him, grinding on his gorgeous face.  He sucked harder than before and she felt her toes tingling, warmth spreading through her body.  She shook harder, barely breathing, her heart thudding in her chest, ready to burst.

              He was listening to her body.  So far he had been learning with her verbal cues, seeing her reaction and interpreting what she needed next.  She was in pure bliss and he wanted to push her further.  He sucked her clit harder, swirling his tongue against it, moving his mouth and face to add to the friction.  He felt her pushing herself at him, begging for more, grinding her pussy against his mouth, her fingernails digging into his scalp.  He felt like the king of the world making her shake and shudder and beg for more.  This woman who he was sure had had several and more experienced lovers and he was getting her off.  He felt her suddenly still, her muscles locked and then he felt her explode.  She gasped for air and moaned, the wonderful noise echoing throughout the room.  Her orgasm lasted for several long seconds as she moaned over and over shaking uncontrollably.  She was so beautiful and amazing to watch.  He was mystified and pissed at himself for never putting more effort into the girls he was with.  The things he’d been missing!

              Diana took deep cleansing breaths as Dylan finally pulled away.  He had been so amazing!  Now she wanted to reward him.  She pulled herself together, still tingling and trembling.  She told him to stand up and then she reached for the buttons on his jeans.  She licked her lips, running her hand over the huge bulge.  She’d seen him from far away.  She couldn’t believe she was about to get up close and personal with the beast. Once his jeans were open she decided to tease him for a bit.  She continued to run her fingers against the grain of his jeans over his cock.  She heard his breath catch.  She grinned and moved her hands up, sliding them over his rock hard abs, feeling his smooth skin and his soft trail of hair just above his jeans.  Despite her multiple orgasms she felt her insides clench with desire.  She thought of the girl she’d seen sucking his dick not three hours ago.  “Was she good?” she suddenly asked.

              Dylan blinked. But looking down at her he realized what she was talking about.  He shook his head.  “Not really.” He smirked then.  “You do recall how I finished?”

              Diana smiled remembering.  “You pulled out of her mouth and jerked yourself all over her breasts.  I enjoyed seeing that.”

              “I came extra hard knowing you were watching.”

              She thought about that for a second.  “Dylan, would you like to cum in my mouth or on my tits?”

              He was surprised by this question.  “I have rubbers…can I cum inside you?”

              Diana smiled. “Let’s stick to oral lessons for today.”

              He was slightly disappointed but at the same time his guts flipped.  There would be more lessons?  “You decide,” he finally answered.  He watched as she reached down and pulled her shirt over her head.  She unclasped her bra and she was sitting naked on Eric’s bed.  Dylan’s cock throbbed just looking at her.  Wow!

              “We’ll see what mood strikes me at the end.”  She grinned as he stared at her.  She stood them, pulling his tee shirt up.  They were standing skin against skin, her body completely naked, Dylan still with his jeans on, holding his massive erection painfully inside.  She moved closer so that her hard nipples brushed his chest.  “Touch me.” Her voice was soft.  She’d thought about kissing him, but had decided that was too intimate for today.  She wasn’t ready to go there with him just yet.  He lifted his hands to cup her breasts.  He squeezed and massaged them, pinching her nipples.  “Gently.”  She spoke to him.  “Always start off with a gentle touch.  Until you know what your girl likes.  If she wants it harder, more rough, she’ll tell you.  But today…I want to feel the power in a gentle, controlled touch.  I want you to see the beauty of slow and calculated.  You’ve done wonderfully so far.”  His hands instantly softened.  She bit her lip as electricity zipped through her veins.  “There we go,” she whispered.

              Dylan couldn’t believe he held her amazing, round tits in his hands.  They were full and soft, not as firm as the girls he’d been with but not droopy or sagging either.  She was mouth wateringly beautiful and he longed to suck on her dark, hard nipples. He lowered his face and licked a circle around her areola; he felt her erratic breathing as well as heard it. He then sucked lightly, teasing her with soft licks, gently rolling his thumb over the opposite nipple.  He heard her moan lightly and knew he was doing a good job.

              Diana let him play for a few minutes but she was ready to see what he had in his jeans for her. She knew he had to be throbbing painfully.  She wanted to give him release.  She wanted to make him cum so hard that he never forgot her.  She pulled away from him then and sat down on the edge of the bed. No more fooling.  She wanted him in her hands and mouth.  She pulled his jeans down far enough so that he sprang free, pulled them down just under his balls.  She licked her lips and smiled.  She then looked up at him as he watched her with smoldering eyes.  “Very nice,” she purred.  She rested her hands on his hips, sliding them up and down his skin. “Very, very nice!”  She pulled him closer to her and she stuck out her tongue to taste the tip of his dick.  She could see his hands move, like he wanted to grab her hair and ram is cock down her throat.  She sat back then, still holding his hips, but freezing him as she looked up at him. “If you want to hold my hair out of my face you are quite welcome to do that.  But I know what I want to do to you.  And I am going to take my time.  So relax sweetheart, and enjoy the heat of my mouth for more than three minutes. All good things come to those who wait. I will make you come harder than you ever have before.  Or…,” she tilted her head.  “You can shove it down my throat and blow it quick like I am sure you always do, without feeling and experiencing the art that is a blow job and what I can do.” His eyes were wide with need.  He moved his hands away from her then.  She grinned.

              He watched with intense anticipation as she touched him with only the tip of her tongue.  She was licking the pre cum that leaked from his tip, tasting him.   She then softly kissed the head of his dick before finally reaching for him.  He felt his blood pulsing through his entire body, every cell and blood vessel enflamed.  She lifted his dick and started to lick his balls, her soft lips kissing the sensitive skin.  It made his cock throb even harder as she held him in her warm hand.  He drew in a quick breath as she sucked one testicle into her mouth, gently, her tongue teasing.  She then shifted onto the next one.  It was all he could do to stay still and enjoy the feeling.  It was heavenly and excruciating all at once. His eyes devoured her as she finally licked her way from his balls, all the way up his rock hard shaft.  She gently stroked him a few times, a look of approval on her face as she gazed at him.

              God he was beautiful! So young and so big!  He wasn’t monstrous but he was well above average and not just in length.  He was thick and mouth watering.  She couldn’t wait to wrap her lips around him, too feel him grow harder and thicker inside her mouth.  “You should be proud of this.”  She grinned. “I see why you like to use it every chance you get.  You are quite exceptional.”

              Dylan could not believe her compliments.  He stood panting, waiting to see what she would do next.  His eyes widened when he watched her reach between her legs, stroking herself, getting her fingers dripping wet before lifting her hand to coat his cock in her juices.  Holy shit!  That’s hot!

Inside Diana was giddy, watching his face as she rubbed her juices on his dick.  Once he was covered she wrapped her fingers around him and began to stroke him slowly, moving her hand around him to feel every vein.  She slowly circled and rolled her thumb under his head at the tip, felt his cock jerk as she rubbed the sensitive area gently.  She moved her free hand to his hard stomach, wanting to feel his breath and movement.  She had him completely in her control and she knew he was torn between pleasure and pain. She knew he was already close, so much stimulation for one not yet disciplined with control.  “I need a string,” she said letting him go.

              Dylan was thrown yet again.  “A string?” he panted.

              “Like a shoe lace or ribbon or something.”  She smirked as she said ribbon.  This was a boy’s dorm room.  She watched as he reached for a sneaker on the floor.  She thought it was Eric’s but said nothing as he quickly fumbled to pull it from the sneaker.  He then handed it to her.  “I’m going to tie a makeshift cock ring around you.  Let me know if it’s too tight or uncomfortable and I’ll take it off. But it will help you last longer. Is that okay?”

              Dylan’s mouth was dry. He was slightly nervous about having his dick tied up with a sneaker lace.  But so far she’d been so gentle and everything felt so good…he nodded. He then watched as she took the shoe lace and wrapped it around his balls first, pulling it slightly tight…it felt weird but not bad.  She then wrapped it around the base of his cock, pulling that a little tighter than the one around his balls.  He watched as the veins in his cock became more prominent and he seemed to harden even more than he already was.  His dick looked even bigger!  He watched as she smiled, leaning forward, kissing his tip.  She sucked softly then, her red lips wrapping around his head. His jaw was slack as crazy, unbelievable sensations bolted up his dick and deep into his balls.  He felt her tongue circling as she teased him and he stifled a groan.

              She could hear his heavy erratic breath.  His skin was hot and she could feel the heat radiating into her.  She pulled his head from her lips and licked him all the way up and down, kissing him, enjoying the feel of his veins and the extreme hardness of his shaft.  She could feel his heart beat against her tongue and her mouth was watering from the flavor of him and of her and of them together.

              Her tongue was heaven and with the string around his cock and balls his sensitivity seemed to be heightened.  He watched her, slack jawed and awed, when she finally wrapped her lips around his fat cock and slowly began to suck, moving her head forward and backward, taking him a little deeper each time.  Her tongue swirled inside her mouth nonstop, caressing his veins all along his shaft, playing with the ridge under the head, flicking into the hole at the tip.  It was so hard not to grab her hair and shove his cock down her throat, but her slow sensual suck was killer and he’d never felt anything quite like it.  She was not clumsy or in a hurry like all the girls he’d been with.  She knew what she was doing and when she looked up at him with her big green eyes he knew without the string around his cock he probably would have blown his load already.  Instead he felt pressure in his balls, the build up being held back.  He grit his teeth watching her smile.  She knew exactly what she was doing.

              Diana was enjoying Dylan’s reactions.  She could see the extreme pleasure dance across his face.  She could see him trying so hard to stay still and do as she told him.  She brushed her hair from her eyes and was pleased when he gently moved the troublesome locks and kept them from her face.  His touch was light and she rewarded him by taking him deeper.  She watched him lean his head back and could hear a deep growl in his chest.  She knew when he came she was going to have to brace herself.  He’d never felt anything so good and he was going to cum hard. She pushed him further, enjoying his hard yet silky skin slide across her lips.  She was practically drooling over his gorgeous cock and she was so wet just sucking on him.  She took him deep into her throat and felt him tremble every time he touched the back of it.  He was making wonderful manly noises of pleasure and it drove her forward.  She picked up speed, taking him so deep her lips touched his balls.

              “Aw, fuck!” Dylan wanted to cum so bad!  The pressure was almost unbearable.  He was trying desperately to hang on knowing she wanted him to wait.  He watched her, knowing he was wearing his feelings on his face.  Her lips sliding over his fat cock, making it slick with her saliva, he wanted to shoot cum down her throat, watch it dribble from her lips and drip onto her beautiful perfect tits.  He groaned feeling the pressure pushing against the dam gates.

              Diana looked up his body, every muscle tight, veins prominent as he used all his energy to hold back.  He was a masterpiece to look at.  He was begging her with his eyes.  She liked that he wanted permission.  Now he was learning control as well as respect.  She hummed a little, watched his eyes turn desperate.  She pulled him from her mouth but continued to stroke him with one hand, massaging his balls with the other.  “Would you like to cum, Dylan?”

              “Fuck, please!” He didn’t even care that his voice was desperate and begging.

              “You’ve been very good.  It’s time for your reward.”  Her voice was a whispered promise.  She continued to stroke him and she licked his balls lightly as she began to uncoil the string from around his cock.  Next she pulled the string from around his balls.  She felt his heat, his energy as it vibrated his tense body.  He was panting heavily, still waiting.  She smiled at him her fingers playing with his balls and stroking his saliva coated cock faster.  “Give it to me, baby.  Cum for me.” She stuck out her tongue and jerked him harder, aiming his cock into her mouth.  His mouth was open and she watched his breath come in sharp shallow breaths.  She felt his cock like marble in her hand, his balls pull tight against his body, her fingers circling, massaging.  His hands were suddenly in her hair.  She felt his body suddenly jerk, felt his balls contract and he let out a cry of pure primal sexual release she hadn’t heard in a long, long time.  His voice filled her ears, his beautiful face and the pleasure displayed there filling her eyes, and finally hot, sticky streams of cum filling her mouth.  She kept her tongue out as his dick shot thick ropes of cum over and over.  She let it drip from her mouth and fall onto her heaving breast, knowing he would like it that way.  She could see his appreciation as he devoured the scene with his eyes, his cock still coating her tongue with creamy, white cum.  She stroked him until she knew he couldn’t take it anymore, his body shaking and he looked like he might collapse. She then kissed away the last few drops from the tip of his dick before letting him go, swallowing what he had to offer her.  She then grinned at him wickedly and licked every last drop from her tits as he watched, breathing heavily and spent.

              Dylan stumbled the few feet back to his bed and fell backwards onto his mattress.  He’d done a lot of girls.  A lot of girls had done him.  But nothing was even in the same universe as to what had just happened to him. He took a minute to collect himself, his entire body tingling with an amazing afterglow.  He felt weak and one hundred and fifty percent satisfied, so far beyond anything he had ever expected.  He had his eyes closed and was still taking cleansing breaths when he felt her leaning over him.  He opened his eyes to see her leaning towards him, fully dressed and smiling.  She brushed the hair from his forehead.

              “How was that, darling?”

              It was strange how much he liked her sweet endearments.  “Even if I tried I couldn’t find words to describe that,” he breathed.

              “Better than quick and rough?  Over before you barely get started?”

              “Yes ma’am,” he answered.

              Diana was pleased. “You were amazing.  Thank you.”

              Did she just thank him for fucking her?  Well…they hadn’t really fucked.  What the hell had they done exactly?  He didn’t know what to say.

              “I should be good to drive now.  So I’m heading home.  Better clean up this mess and get back o the party.  They might send a search party for you.”  She stood up, his eyes following her.  She winked at him then.  “Until we meet again.”  She then turned and headed out the door.

              Dylan didn’t move for a moment, still feeling his body vibrating pleasantly.  And then he thought about the last hour of his life. He felt a deep stirring in his body, but stopped it before he was aching for her again.  So there would be a next time?  He got up and cleaned the mess from the floor and Eric’s side of the room. He pulled his shirt on and zipped his jeans smiling broadly.  He couldn’t wait for next time.  Forty something, red hot milf, Mrs. Cerrano.  Eric’s mom.

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