1. I've Seen It All Before - Part 3


    Date: 8/28/2015, Categories: MILF, Author: Rexpress, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    We lay there for a while while my cock grew flaccid. I love spooning but there is something uniquely brilliant about lying in a bath with your back resting on a heaving pair of tits. I wasn’t tired or finished, but I felt calm in her arms, and we let the bath water sit with us for ten minutes or so before one of us spoke a word. “Good thing we’re in the bath, ey, Hugo?’ she giggled. “You made quite a mess!” I started to get a little self-conscious. “Ahh, yeah, sorry about that...” I trailed off, and she noticed my unease. “Baby, what did I tell you? You have nothing to be ashamed of. You know that whenever you’re in need, whenever you need help, I will be there for you, you understand?” “Yeah, I guess.” Then, after a moment, I said, “Thanks, I’ll keep that in mind.” “Good,” she replied, “now let’s get out of this bath.” We got out and went into the bedroom. I sat on the bed and watched her dry her hair. She began to chat away at me as she always used to. Only this time she was completely naked and still had the warm residue of my cum on her body. She spoke as I drooled, “…I can’t believe Max is on the other side of the world right now, isn’t it crazy? It’s weird how fast they grow up. One minute they’re sucking on your nipple, the next they’re crusading all off on their own. It’s scary, isn’t it?” “Mmmm…” was all I could muster. I had spent the last five minutes fixated on the rise and fall of her perfect 34F breasts. Needless to say, I was rock hard. She turned her gaze ...
    from the mirror and caught me staring. She looked down at my throbbing cock and looked back up, staring me straight in the eye. “You know, Hugo,” she said slowly, “we need to be completely honest with one another. You are going to be staying here for a month, and I want there to be no secrets between us. I sort of assumed that what happened in the bathroom was just a freak occurrence, but I can see now that it wasn’t. Do you have something to tell me? You have nothing to be embarassed about, and as I said before, I will help you in whatever way I can.” This was it; this could go one of two ways. The first was probably the more responsible option: excuse myself, get changed, wait an hour or two and then tug off my raging horns. That way I could say to myself that this was an excusable, if fucking delightful, “mistake”. The second option was to see how far I could push it with my friend’s mom, whose indirect promises of help I was hoping could materialise in all sorts of mayhem. There really was no option but the second. “Okay, Jo, I have a confession. I find you to be the most attractive woman I have ever met. You’re not like the girls in my class, you’re not like the women I see mindlessly screwing on the screen of my laptop, you are a real, sexy, beautiful woman, and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you ever since I first noticed those perfect breasts of yours.” She said nothing. The only change in her expression was a blush. “There’s more; I feel terrible, but, ...
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