1. Young Sophia


    Date: 8/23/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Bi-sexual, Female/Female, Oral Sex, Teen, Author: randie, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

    rooting for him. He picked a very voluptuous girl. I was hoping he would make some good young sexual memories with her. Not necessarily intercourse but young first time stuff like his first kiss. Maybe his first breast grope. Innocent things. She was after all, two years older than him. I had been sexually active by then. Hell, I had been sexually active by my son’s age. I told the kids I had to run an errand and it would take about 20 minutes, I had thought it would take longer but I finished early. So what do you think I would find upon my early return? Sex? Drugs? Nope. They had eaten the center out of my pecan pie I had made for my Gentleman friend. "What the fuck guys? You ate the center out of the pie?! Really?” My kid’s lame response was, "Sorry Maaa" in his 'I'm not really sorry but I will say I am just to appease you' voice. "I made that special for someone ya know." "I'm really sorry Ian's mom. I will make it up to you. I 'll make another pie," "Well he can have something else. He didn’t need the pie. Give him your chocolate chip cookies, Ma." "I made the pie for him. I shouldn’t have to substitute cookies. He does a lot for us and I like to be able to do things for him, ya weenie." Weenie being my pet term for my kid. I have to admit I was a bit irked. Not furious or anything. Sophia said, "you can give him a little sex instead, that will make him happy." Now being a teen age boy like most teen age boys they don’t really want to imagine their moms having sex. So ...
    that’s when my kid piped in and said "no, no, no! My mom’s never had sex. I’m a product of an immaculate conception." "Yes, Sophia I am still a virgin." That’s when Sophia said, "well if that’s the case, then I can still be a virgin too." That made me wonder just what she meant by that. Just how experienced was this buxom beauty? I found my thoughts returning to Sophia often over the next week. Remembering her beautiful breasts, and those big brown eyes, succulent full lips. I imagined holding her tightly to me and pressing our breasts together. How it would feel running my hands over those shapely hips and letting my fingers trail to the crack of her ass then running my hand down till I was slipping my fingers between her legs.. I’ll bet I could make her wet. Very wet. She is probably a screamer too. Fantasies. Heavy sigh. On Saturday, my son told me he had plans to hang out with Sophia again that Sunday. I was a bit excited. Thinking of her shapely curves got me more than a little excited. I was again in my bedroom when she arrived. I stayed in my room for a bit reading and listening to them out in the living room. I finally decided to go out and make some coffee. "Hi again Ian’s mom. Every time I’m here, you're making coffee. " "Every time you’re here I’m just getting up." "I brought you some cookies. They’re apology cookies for eating all your pecan pie last time I was here." "Thats very kind. I appreciate that. How sweet." "They’re macadamia white chocolate chip. I felt so ...
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