I FUCKED MY DAUGHTER’S BOYFRIEND

I guess I’ve always been a bit of a size queen. No matter what situation I found myself in, I’d always be checking out men’s crotches to see if I could make out the outlines of cocks in their pants. It didn’t even matter if the situation wouldn’t allow me to get my hands on it…like at the grocery store, or at the airport…I just really appreciated impressive dicks.

My name is Teri, and I’m an attractive brunette with a great body, including natural 36E tits, a tight ass, and shapely legs…I grew boobs early, so even when I was younger I never had any problems getting my hands on any cock I was interested in. I fucked my way through high school, and then my first three years at university, searching for that perfect penis. When I met Steve in my senior year at college, I thought I’d found it…his prick was easily 10” long, and one of the thickest I’d seen. I couldn’t keep my hands off it, and I fell in love immediately. We got married right after we graduated and had a daughter, Sara, about a year later. Steve and I had a decent life for a while, but we divorced just about when Sara was entering high school, and I raised her by myself after that.

Sara was a beautiful girl…she really blossomed in high school. She was athletic and had a perfect body, with perky C-cup tits that seemed to defy gravity, but had a sexy bounce to them whenever she went braless. She had lots of friends, and always seemed to have a boyfriend in tow.

I loved meeting Sara’s boyfriends…they were always attractive young guys who shared Sara’s love for sports, so typically had great bodies and fun personalities. Naturally, I couldn’t help but check out their packages whenever they were over at the house, and especially when they were clowning around in the pool. I had dated plenty since getting divorced, and had my share of hard dicks to choose from, but there was something about being around handsome, young men and their big cocks that always got my juices flowing.

In her senior year, Sara started dating Trent, who became her steady boyfriend. I almost fell all over myself when I met him…he was handsome and well-built, with a winning smile…and had the most obvious big dick I’d ever seen. Whenever he came by to visit Sara, I would always check out the impression of his thick shaft through his pants or shorts. I tried not to be obvious about it, but I could barely take my eyes off it. I knew Sara was getting stuffed with Trent’s prick regularly because she had a constant smile on her face, and she made loosely veiled references to Trent’s big cock during our mother/daughter conversations.

One day Trent was over the house visiting Sara, and the three of us were out by the pool. I was lying on a chaise lounge in a two piece bikini reading a book, while Sara and Trent played and swam in the pool. Every time Trent climbed out of the pool, I couldn’t help but notice that his wet swim trunks clung to his cock and ass cheeks like a second skin. I could see the clear outline of his entire penis hanging down one leg of his bathing suit, as well as the large bulbous tip at the end of his shaft. I could even tell he was circumcised, which aroused me even more, since I definitely preferred that when it came to cocks.

I tried to be unobtrusive as I eyed the shape of his dangling prick every time he climbed onto the deck, but I’m not sure it was working. Even though I kept my book opened, I was actually watching Trent in the pool, waiting for the next time he’d climb onto the deck with his impressive cock outlined by the wet fabric of his swim trunks. I could feel my pussy getting moist and my clitoris starting to tingle, so I decided to go into the house for some iced tea to give myself a break….I was even considering running upstairs to rub out a quick one just to get some badly needed relief.

As I stood at the counter pouring a glass of iced tea, I heard the patio door open and looked up as Trent joined me in the kitchen, with his wet trunks clinging to his legs.

He said, “Hey Mrs. B….I was thinking the same thing. I could really use a glass of iced tea.”

Forcing myself to keep my eyes above his waistline, I said “Of course….I should’ve asked you when I came in. Does Sara want some, too?”

He replied, “No, she’s laid out on one of the chaise lounges…she said she wants to tan for about 30 minutes. I think she’s already fallen asleep.”

As he said this, Trent stepped over to where I stood by the counter and leaned up against me as he reached above my head for a tall glass from the cupboard. By leaning in like this he was squashing my soft boobs against his torso, while rubbing his wet swim suit against my bare leg. I could feel the firmness of his shaft against my leg, and he seemed to be intentionally pressing it against me as he took much longer to get a glass than was necessary.

When he finally got his glass, he took a step away, which allowed my tits to swing free again after he’d been pressing against them. I smiled to myself when I saw his eyes drift to my swaying breasts as he handed me his glass so I could pour his drink from the pitcher. I poured his iced tea, then turned back to him and handed him his glass, my eyes involuntarily darting down to his swim trunks. The outline of his cock was more pronounced, and it was starting to create a tent in his swim trunks.

My eyebrows shot up, then I glanced up to meet his eyes…he had a huge smile on his face and said, “Well….do you want to take a look at it?”

Blushing, I said, “Trent….what are you talking about?”

He laughed and said, “Mrs. B…I see you checking out my cock every time I come over…would you like to see it?”

Blushing even harder, I hemmed and hawed, then stammered, “N-N-No, of course not….what about Sara?”

He laughed again, pulled his wet trunks down to his knees, allowing his engorged dick to spring out, and said, “She’s already seen it….a lot.”

I was mesmerized. It was even more impressive than I’d thought. His semi-hard dick stuck out from his hips. It had a soft bend to the shaft, with the tip of his cock pointing at the floor.

Without thinking, I reached for it with my hand, saying, “We shouldn’t be doing this, Trent,” but automatically began slowly stroking his stiffening pole.

As I ran my hand up and down the length of his prick, Trent untied my bikini top and tossed it on the counter, allowing my boobs to swing free and sway in between us. He reached up and grabbed a tit in each hand, then lowered his head and sucked one nipple into his mouth for a few seconds, before doing the same with the other one.

I continued jerking his cock until it had grown to its full 11” and was sticking straight out from his torso. Once he was fully erect, he pushed me down to my knees and shoved the tip of his engorged prick toward my mouth.

I couldn’t help it….I started sucking.

He leaned back against the counter, with his hands behind him for support, as I bobbed my head back and forth on his rigid pole, stroking his shaft with one hand and fondling his nutsack with the other. After sucking and stroking for a while, I pulled his stiff rod out of my mouth and just admired it for a minute as I continued running my hand up and down its impressive length.

Trent moaned and rocked his hips into my pumping fist, as he reached down between us and began squeezing my swaying breasts, occasionally finding and tweaking my nipples with his fingers.

I sucked the tip of his cock back into my mouth, and resumed bobbing my head back and forth on his glistening shaft. After only a few more minutes, Trent caught his breath, then let out a moan and grabbed the back of my head, pulling my face hard into his groin, as he blasted a huge load of cum down the back of my throat. He kept rocking his hips and moaning, as I swallowed his load, then continued to stroke his cock, pumping more spunk into my mouth until his nutsack was finally empty.

As I licked his still semi-hard shaft and sucked the final drops of cum off the tip of his dick, Trent grabbed both of my swinging boobs and said, “Wow, Mrs. B…that was amazing!”