1. Mike And Me . . . And Kaitlin, Part 1


    Date: 3/16/2017, Categories: Taboo, Author: eagermom, Rating: 31, Source: LushStories

    that, but I was, you know, pretending. And when you took off your glasses and leaned forward to look out the window, well, you know, maybe you really could see me.” “And that got you hard. Helped you masturbate,” I offered, teasing him. He nodded. “And now? Do you want me to watch you for real?” He nodded faster and smiled for the first time, a grin that changed his face from average to cute. I took a step back so I could see him more easily and pulled my blouse all the way open. His eyes on my boobs, he reached down and began pulling at his cock. It hardened quickly. “How old are you, um, what’s your name?” I asked. My tongue licked my upper lip. “I’m Mike and I’m sixteen, Mrs. Shepherd.” “For a sixteen year old, you’ve got a very nice cock, Mike.” I suddenly wanted that cock inside me. If I couldn’t have Jason’s, why not Mike’s? I rubbed my pussy through my shorts. “You like me watching you masturbate, huh?” I taunted him. “I’m enjoying it too, seeing how long and thick you are, with a big, fat head on your cock. Have you ever put that in a girl’s cunt, Mike? Have you ever come inside a woman?” He shook his head, No , and stroked himself a little faster. I decided to help him, or maybe it was for me – I unzipped my shorts and pulled them down, along with my panties. With my legs apart, they stopped just above my knees. My pussy was almost bald, with a small patch of fur above my slit. I pushed a finger inside myself for Mike to enjoy. My cunt clenched and I felt a drop of ...
    liquid slide down my thigh. With a slick finger, I rubbed my clitty. “Are you going to come for me, Mike? Do you like me masturbating with you? Staring at your big cock? Your smooth balls? I want to see you come, honey, come for me.” With two fingers, I rubbed myself slowly. I didn’t even try to come. Mike’s hand was moving fast and had moved up his shaft against that plump cock head. His tummy twitched and he aimed his cock at my cunt. A long stream splashed my thigh and dripped into my panties. The next big burst splattered my shorts. Come continued to flow as he pumped. It trickled over his hand. I held out my cunt-wet hand and he grabbed it with come-soaked fingers. Mike stood and before he got his pants all the way up, I reached out and tugged at his cock. I wrapped my fingers around it, thick and slickery. A large drop of come popped out of the tip. I touched his balls. I shook my head at myself. “That was fun, Mike. What’s your email? Maybe we can do this again.” “Text me,” he said and he told me his number. I pulled up my shorts, feeling the damp from his come and thinking about stains. Mike walked away in the darkness. I stood for a minute, alone, feeling the humid air and smelling the grass. I repeated his phone number to myself, over and over. By the time I climbed into bed, having dealt with my clothes and taken a quick shower (and written down the number), Jason was just finishing a recorded TV show. Five minutes later, the TV was off and the lights were out. I ...
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