David Cleveland - Sharing mom_s lover

"I give great ones."

"You want me to fuck you now?"

"Yes, Richard, fuck me, fuck me now," she said, hoping he would hurry up and get it over with.

"Beg me."

"Please, Richard, give it to me. Fuck me now!"

He rolled between her legs and entered her pussy with a single thrust. She winced in pain. He raised her legs and draped them over his shoulders, then he began to fuck her faster and faster. His orgasm was already approaching. He stopped his stroking, trying to hold back, but Barbara, wanting it over with quickly, seemed suddenly aroused and began thrusting her pelvis hard against him, squeezing her strong cunt muscles around his cock.

He exploded within her still-dry pussy. And as suddenly as it'd begun, it was over.

As soon as he withdrew from her cunt, she climbed out of the bed, wiped her pussy with some tissues, and started putting on her clothes.

"When will I see you again, honey?" he asked.

Barbara looked at him and wanted to laugh. She had no intentions of ever seeing him again. At least not in bed.

"I'll give you a call in a day or so," she lied, wanting to hurry and leave.

"I'll be waiting, baby." He grinned.

"Sure. Listen, I have to run now, but you'll be hearing from me."

Barbara arrived home twenty minutes later and went straight to her bedroom. The first thing she wanted to do was take a quick shower to get the smell of sex off her, then relax in a nice hot bubble bath.

"Barbara, you simply got to stop messing with these creeps and find yourself a real man," she said to her reflection in the mirror.

She unbuttoned her silk blouse and tossed it on the bed. Her large, firm tits strained outward, her luscious pink nipples were hard and pointed. She cupped her tits, lifting them as if in offering. They thrust out saucily, her nipples arching upward. They tingled as she ran her thumbs over them.

Barbara was a very beautiful woman, with jet-black hair and exceptionally light-green eyes. She was a highly sexual woman, and her cunt always seemed to throb with lust for a nice hard cock. Not just any cock, but a big fat juicy one.

Getting to her feet, she let her skirt fall to the floor, looking at herself in the mirror. She wore tiny bikini panties, cut high on the sides, with just a row piece running up the crack of her ass. Her waist was small, her hips flaring out in feminine beauty. The dark triangle of her cunt hair was a teasing shadow beneath the bikini panties.

Spreading her feet on the floor, she arched her hip forward, liking the way her cunt filled her panties, puffing out against the crotch. Her ass was firm, and rounded into two perfectly shaped cheeks. Men were always telling her what a great as she had.

Her thoughts suddenly turned to her daughter, Jody, whom she hadn't seen since two months ago. Barbara was eagerly looking forward to attending Jody's graduation next week. Afterwards, Jody was coming to spend a few weeks with her.

Barbara and Jody had always been very clan to one another. Closer than most mother and daughter relationships. And even though there was a twenty-year difference in their age, they looked, and acted, more like sisters.

When she was nineteen, Barbara had met and married Jody's father, Steven, who was several years older than herself, and whose parents were quite wealthy. The marriage lasted ten years, and they both agreed on a friendly divorce. In the way of property settlement, Steven had bought her a beautiful three-bedroom home, and deposited a substantial amount of money in her bank account. They also decided to share joint custody of Jody.

Barbara walked naked into the bathroom where she took a quick shower, then waked in the warm bubble bath for an half hour. She dried herself and went back in the bedroom to dress.

She had to go shopping for an outfit to wear to Jody's graduation ceremony. She slipped into a tight pair of terry-cloth short shorts, and a matching halter-top. Before leaving the house, she checked herself out in the mirror, and liked what she saw. She was beautiful and sexy, and excitingly provocative.

Barbara was hot and sticky as she drove along the crowded boulevard on her way home. The hot day made her feel irritable, and the fierce throbbing in her cunt didn't help matters any. She had finished her shopping, and now all she wanted to do was get home, take a nice cold shower, and then relax beneath the coolness of the air conditioner.

She whipped her burgundy Mercedes convertible through the heavy traffic that moved with maddening slowness in front of her, switching from one lane to another, accelerating rapidly as she came up to each intersection, trying to beat the light.

"Shit!" she said angrily as a red light caught her.

As she waited for the light to change, she dropped a hand to her lap and massaged her cunt through her shorts, trying to ease the throb. She just hadn't had any good prick around lately. At least any that could satisfy her the way she wanted to be satisfied.

Just before the light turned green, she looked to her right and saw a guy jogging in the direction she was headed. She'd only caught a quick glimpse of his face, but from the back he was built the way she liked her men. His shoulders were broad, and his back tapered down into a narrow waist. He had a nice tight ass and his legs looked strong and muscular.

On impulse, Barbara cut across two lanes and pulled up to the curb twenty feet in front of him. She turned around in her seat and looked back at him, her eyes immediately drawing to the large bulge bouncing around inside his shorts as he seemed to glide effortlessly toward her.

God, he was so damn handsome he was almost beautiful, she thought to herself, and young, too. She estimated he was in his late twenties. She smiled when he slowed down beside her car.

"It's much too hot to be out jogging like this," she said, deliberately running her eyes up and down his hard, muscular body. "Besides, you don't look as though you need that kind of exercise."

He leaned forward, resting his hands on the door frame. He returned her stare just as deliberately, noticing the white terry-cloth halter holding her huge tits in check, and the tight shorts riding up high in the crack of her crotch. "And what kind of exercise would you recommend, Ms…"

"Wingate. Barbara Wingate." She smiled sweetly. God, he had the deepest, most penetrating blue eyes she'd ever seen. She felt her pussy starting to throb and moistening like mad. "I would suggest something a little less strenuous, but a lot more enjoyable."

"Mark Logan," he said, offering her his hand. "You're right. It is pretty hot out."

"Listen, Mark, I'm on my way home, and when I get there I'd planned on getting into the pool. Would you care to join me?" she asked boldly.

Mark glanced down the boulevard and back to her. "I was just about finished anyway. And a swim does sound like a good idea."

"Great. Hop in," she said, opening the car door.

Mark climbed in next to her and settled back into the seat. Barbara glanced over her shoulder before easing back into the traffic.

"I generally don't go around picking up strange men like this," she offered as if reading his mind. "But you looked so hot running in this heat I thought you could use a little dip."

Mark smiled at her explanation, wondering if she meant a dip in her pool, or in her cunt. Probably both, he figured. He'd noticed the way her eyes devoured his body. He glanced about her car, noticing the telephone, the tape deck, the luxury of it. "Nice car."

She glanced at Mark, watching as he stretched his legs out, leaning back into the soft leather upholstery.

"I sure do like that hair around your belly button," Barbara teased, wanting to reach over and put her hand on the thick bulge inside his shorts.

Mark simply smiled. He was used to having women saying things like that to him.