For the rest of that week I fucked Mrs Wilson every day. On Friday she told me her daughter Ellen was coming home from her grandparents house that afternoon and I would not be able to visit her for a while. She told me then about her friends Mrs. Martin and Mrs. Brady. It seems these two women knew all about Mrs. Wilson and me. I was kind of embarrassed that she had told them, but happy to know that both women wanted me to visit them. It seems there was a flipping of a coin and Mrs. Martin won the first visit. Mrs Wilson knew my parents left at 7:30 each morning, so she had told her friend... Continue»
After three days I decided that Mrs. Wilson hadn't seen me at all. I relaxed, and was less worried about jacking off as I watched her.
One Wednesday I was watching a baseball game on TV when the doorbell rang. I wasn't thinking about much when I went to open the door.
There stood Mrs. Wilson! She was wearing a big straw hat, sunglasses, a terry cloth robe like thing that was lime green and some flip flops. I could see the outline of her bikini under the lime gree fabric. I stood there with my hand on the doorknob, my mouth open and my heart about to explode from fear.
Finally, I squeaked out, "Uh my Mom and Dad aren't home today. Did you need to talk to them or something?"
She smiled at me, lowering her sunglasses and gave me an appraising look. "I'm not here to see or talk to your parents. I am here to talk to you. Your name is Peter. Is that correct?"
I knew I was shaking, and there was nothing I could do about it. I finally croaked out, "Yes". She walked in past me and said, "I'd like a glass of cold water Peter." I jumped to it, leading into the kitchen. She sat down at the formica table, crossed her legs and watched me crack some ice from a tray so I could get her some water.
When I handed her the glass Mrs. Wilson smiled sweetly at me, her fingers grazing mine as she looked me up and down. When she saw my shorts being distorted by my hard cock, her eyes settled there and she smiled. I realized all of a sudden what she was seeing and sat down across the table from her.
"Several days ago Peter I was sunbathing in my back yard. Imagine my surprise when I looked up and saw you looking down at me." I know I was bright red and unable to breathe. I looked at her in fear waiting for what was about to come.
"You weren't just WATCHING me were you Peter?" I sat there like a statue making no motion whatever. She smiled then and said, "It's so nice to have someone interested in watching me. Did you enjoy yourself."
I blurted out, "I just looked down for a second and then moved away Mrs. Wilson." My voice was high pitched like a girl and I couldn't help it.
She repeated herself. "You weren't just watching me...isn't that right Peter? You disappeared quickly when you saw me look up at you. I hope you were able to finish." She waited several minutes then said again, "Did you finish Peter?"
I looked at the floor and nodded my head. "So you DID finish. Was there a lot of it Peter? Did you get it on the wall?" Jolted I said quickly, too quickly that I had a paper towel.
She stood up then and said, "Take me to your room Peter so I can look out your window and see just how well you could see me there." I made a quick assessment of what might be out in my bedroom and figured out it was okay. She followed me up the stairs. I looked back just once and saw that she was watching my ass. I opened the door to my room. She walked in, waited for me to come in, then closed the door.
Mrs. Wilson walked over to the window, looking down at her yard. Without looking at me she said, "I see what you could see. What I could see was everything from the top of your head down to your knees. EVERYTHING."
"By my count you have watched me sunbathing probably twenty times. I never really looked at you until that time last week. I had never seen you jacking off before. Something new for you Peter?"
I opened my mouth, closed it, opened it again then nodded my head without a word. "From where I was lying I couldn't really see you as clearly as I wanted to see you Peter. Take off your clothes."
I jerked at those words and looked at her face. She was obviously very serious about the order she had given me. I tried to say something, but all I got out was, but...but...but." She put her hands on her hips and said again, "take off your clothes Peter...now."
I was ready to cry, not sure what kind of trouble I was in. I pulled my tee-shirt over my head and slipped off my shoes and socks while Mrs. Wilson sat on my bed. I took off my jeans and was standing there in my white Hanes underwear. My cock was ridiculously hard and there was no way to hide that. "You still have clothes on Peter. Take off your underwear...now." I took them off, then tried to hide my cock with my hands crossed in front of it.
Mrs. Wilson stood up then and stepped in front of me. She slipped off her flip flops and her lime green terry cloth robe, threw her hat onto a chair, and removed her sunglasses. Her eyes were very green. "You were imagining what my body looks like weren't you Peter?" I nodded my head, looking at her bikini top.
"Do you use magazines the other times you jack off Peter?" I nodded my head. "Naked women on paper are nice, but perhaps it's nicer to have a real live woman standing naked in front of you. You wonder what my body looks like and here I am so rudely standing here with my bathing suit on and you are just naked and hard. That's not fair is it Peter?"
I angled my head to the side then as I looked at her face and said quietly, "no." She told me to sit down on my bed where she had sat. I did so and looked at this woman in my bedroom standing two feet from me wearing the bathing suit I had seen on her so many times.
Mrs Wilson reached around her back and undid the top of her bikini. She held her hands across her breasts holding the fabric against them. "I'm such a tease aren't I Peter?" I heard the words but didn't understand them so I nodded my head 'yes', the shook it 'no'.
Which is it Peter? I am ready to show you my tits and it seems you don't really don't want to see them. Maybe I need to put everything back on and go back home then. She moved to refasten the bikini top when I shook my head hard and said, "NO".
"No? Does that mean you don't want me to go home or you don't want me to stay?"
I muttered, "Don't go home. Don't stop. I want...I want...to see." She smiled then and said, "What is it you want to see Peter? If you tell me what it is, maybe I will let you see. So what do you want to see?"
I looked directly at her face then and said clearly, "Your tits...I want to see your tits." She smiled and lowered her hands, flipping the bikini top onto the floor. Her tits were awesome. She had the most incredible nipples which were pointing right at me. She cupped her breasts and said, "Dan loves to suck my nipples. He says my nips are always so hard and standing up like little thumbs. Would you like to suck my nipples?"
I nodded my head and moved the short distance to her tits. She offered me her left nipple first. I put my lips around it and sucked on it hard. "Such enthusiasm Peter!" She caressed my head while I sucked then said her other nipple was jealous. I sucked on that nipple for quite a while. She whispered, "My pussy is very wet Peter. Would you like to see it now?"
I smiled then and said, "I want to see your pussy." She said that I could undo the bows tied on either side and her bikini bottom would come off. I moved my cool fingers to her burning smooth flesh at her hips. I undid both bows together and her bikini bottom dropped to the floor. She pushed me back onto the bed again and stood there so I could get a very good look at her. She had no hair whatsoever on her pussy. I had heard the word mound before and saw that mound was a good word for her pussy. I was fascinated with her slit.
She put a foot up on the bed which brought her slit within inches of my face. "Do you like the scent my pussy has Peter?" I sniffed then and smelled her fascinating perfume. I nodded my head enthusiastically. "Touch me Peter," she sighed.
I moved my right hand and slid my fingers over the smooth flesh. I traced her slit with a fingertip, then dipped it just inside. Ron had been right. Mrs. Wilson's pussy was very very slippery. She moved her foot back to the floor and pushed me back onto the bed. "Move back on the bed Peter. I need to fuck that beautiful cock you have. You don't mind do you?"
I shook my head no. Mrs Wilson crawled over me, her tits dangling down toward my face. I saw them for sure, but I watched as she grasped my cock and lowered that slippery slit down to it. I gasped as I felt the warm slippery insides of her pussy engulf my cock. She leaned forward then and kissed me on the lips. We did that for several long seconds, then she pulled away from me and started moving her pussy up and down my hard cock.
"I am going to lay on my back now Peter because I want you to be on top of me. I want you to move however you need to move so you can shoot your cum inside my cunt." That word shook me, but I nodded my head. She lay on her back, spread her legs and then spread her cunt lips. I moved my cock to her open red gash. When the head slipped inside, I had my hands now on her sides. I looked down where we connected and started shoving my cock hard inside her cunt.
She was whispering, "Fuck me lover. Fuck me and fill me with your seed lover."
For a moment I remembered the part about women getting pregnant, but that soon left my head as I concentrated on getting as deep inside this woman's cunt as I could get. She ran her hands over my smooth chest as I pistoned into her juicy hole. Finally the moment came...I made short staccato blasts of air from my mouth as my semen spurted inside her cunt. I moved until there was no cum left to shoot into her.
When I pulled away from her, she rotated her hips back and opened her lips so I could see my semen inside of her. "Peter, in my green robe is a pair of my panties. Bring them here please." I did so and watched curiously while she balled them up and shoved them inside her cunt, which effectively kept my semen from leaving her pussy.
She got up then, kissed me and dressed. "Dan will be home soon. He likes to have me bring home cum inside my cunt. He will be excited to hear it's the semen of someone who was a virgin."
She put on her bikini and the robe, picked up her hat and sunglasses, donned her flip flops then kissed me once more.
"That was wonderful Peter. You will have to come to my house sometime and you can fuck me there. It's okay to call me." She gave me her number on a slip of paper. She kissed me once again and said, "Thank you so much stud."
My life had changed and that was an amazing summer.