I met my now, ex-girlfriend Susan, in college. My fraternity and her sorority got together occasionally for parties. I was immediately attracted to her. She has a killer body, blonde hair and a big beautiful smile. What attracted me to her the most, though, were her piercing blue eyes and her projection of confidence. When she talked to you, it was like she would hold you in place with those eyes, boring into your sole.
We dated and after a few months and then later decided to rent a place and move in together. We couldn't have been happier.
In the bedroom, Susan was the greatest. She always talked very candidly about sex. Initially, this was difficult for me but over time I became very comfortable discussing and exploring each of our kinks and fantasies. Susan learned how to push all of my buttons.
Susan and her older sister, Sharron, grew up close to their widowed mother, Julie, as their dad had died when they were very young. She said, that growing up, the three of them did everything together as best friends. She told me that their mother always felt very comfortable talking to them about sex and relationships, and for that matter, anything else. It was apparent that her mother was the reason why Susan was so comfortable discussing sex.
We lived about an hour away from her mother and every Sunday we were invited to her mother's house for an early dinner. Most of the time, Sharron was also there and I enjoyed watching the three women interact. It was easy to see that they loved each other and were always excited to get together. It was not infrequent that the dinner conversation would get around to discussing the men in their lives, in detail. Of the three of them, Susan was the only one in a steady relationship where as Sharron and Julie dated off and on. Although I never asked Susan, I often wondered how much the three of them discussed Susan and my relationship when I was not around.
Susan and I had lived together for about 6 months before we split. She had applied and was accepted to law school several states away. I had just been promoted to a new job and didn't feel that I could quit to move with her. We decided that we would separate and see how things go. As time passed, we decided that it was best to just split up.
A couple of months later I got a call from Susan's mom, Julie. She said that I had left some tools over at her place when I was working on her closet and was wondering if I might come by to pick them up. She said that neither Susan nor Sharron make it to Sunday dinners much any more and was wondering if I would like to have dinner with her and pick up my tools at the same time. I told her that it sounded nice and agreed that I would be there around 2 o'clock Sunday afternoon.
Julie is in her early 50's and is a stunningly beautiful woman. She, like her daughter Susan, has long blonde hair with piercing blue eyes. Around the house, Julie always wore tight, revealing clothes, which showed off her large breasts, slim waist and an ass that any man would die for. Professionally, Julie was a successful attorney, owning and managing a corporate law firm. She was intelligent and radiated self confidence. She commanded attention whenever she walked into a room. Secretly, I have always lusted for this sexy woman and although a little nervous, I was excited about spending my afternoon with her.
I arrived just before 2 o'clock on Sunday. Julie answered the door wearing a tennis outfit.
"I am sorry for my appearance," she said. "My tennis match went a little longer than I had planned this morning and I haven't had time to change and freshen up. Come in and make yourself comfortable. I made some of my 'special' margaritas. I thought we could have a few drinks and get caught up on everything."
Julie never looked more stunning. Her top hugged her large round breasts nicely and her tennis skirt was short and showed off her muscular legs. It had been months since I had been with a woman so it was hard for me to keep from staring lustfully at this beautiful woman.
As she led me into her den, she noticed me staring at her bare, shapely legs but only gave me a knowing smile. "I see you like my tennis outfit. I was planning to go change but perhaps you would rather that I leave it on?"
I didn't know how to respond so I just nervously told her how beautiful I thought she looked in it.
She smiled broadly and said, "Why thank you, I'm flattered. Now have a seat and let me go get that pitcher of margaritas that I promised you so we can sit down and enjoy each other's company. I just put a roast in the oven so we have plenty of time to catch up."
I sat down on the couch and in just a minute Julie came back with a large pitcher of margaritas. She filled up our glasses, put the pitcher on the coffee table in front of us and sat down on the other end of the couch. I took a large drink. It was strong but very smooth.
"This is really good!" I said. "How do you make them?"
"It's my own special recipe. I use both tequila and vodka. I find that it makes them go down easy and helps me relax after a hard tennis match."
"Well, I love it," I said as I finished off my glass.
"I'm glad you do," she said as she refilled my glass. "Now tell me what you have been doing with yourself in the last few months."
As she said that she tucked one of her legs up under her which gave me a great view of her upper creamy thighs. Again, I couldn't help but stare and again as I looked up, I found that she was looking directly into my eyes. Caught again! I could feel my face turning red with embarrassment.
"I'm sorry" is all that I could come up with, and took another gulp of my drink.
"Please," she said with a warm smile. "It's nice to be appreciated. Now tell me, have you been dating anyone?"
"No, I've been keeping myself busy at work and just haven't put myself out there again yet."
"Well, that's not good. You must be getting quite horny. I suppose you have been masturbating a lot then?"
I was half way through another swallow of my margarita and just about choked on it when she said that. "I don't know Julie, I get along ok without resorting to that."
"Oh come on, Tom!" she said boring those beautiful blue eyes into mine. "Do you expect me to believe that a man your age, who is not dating, is not doing a fair share of masturbating?"
"Jesus Julie! I can't believe how much you and Susan are alike! So Direct! There is just no subject off limits for you guys, is there?"
"I brought my girls up to be direct and not to be hung up on what some people might consider taboo subjects. Susan has told me that you two had no problem openingly discussing sex, so what's the big deal?"
"I don't know, I just feel a little uncomfortable talking to my ex-girl friend's mother about it."
"Oh, give me a break! Now come on, tell me, how many times do you find yourself masturbating during the week?"
Exasperated, I lied, "I guess, maybe two or three times a week."
The alcohol was kicking in making me feel a little more relaxed, and she was right, it really was no big deal talking to her about this. But, if the truth were known, I was masturbating more like four or five times a week. Susan and I still had a very active sex life up until the time we split and I found myself often masturbating thinking about her and the things she used to do to me to drive me crazy.
Julie twisted a little in her seat to face me more directly. "You know, Susan would confide in me about the things the two of you liked to do in the bedroom. Sometimes she would go in to great detail!"
I could see out of the corner of my eye, that as Julie had shifted, her skirt had raised higher so that if I were to take my eyes off hers and look down, I would be able to clearly see completely up her muscular thighs to the center of her white panties.
"No, I didn't know that," I said nervously, fighting the urge to look down between those creamy thighs.
"Yes, 'Tommy'. She told me that you have a submissive nature and that you have an insatiable hunger to eat pussy. She said that you loved spending hours with your face buried between her legs and that she had a pet name for you. 'Pussy boy', I believe is what she said that she called you. Is that true? Were you Susan's 'Pussy boy'? Do you feel sexually submissive toward strong women?"
I didn't know what to say or do. I was taken back that Julie called me 'Tommy'. Susan used to call me that when she was feeling sexually dominant. Apparently, as Julie had said, Susan had told her mother many details of our sex life. What she said was true though. Susan and I were very well sexually suited. I loved kissing, caressing and worshiping every inch of her body and she enjoyed having me do it. We spent many nights with Susan reclined back on the sofa watching TV, one hand around a glass of wine and the other hand slowly running her fingers through my hair as my face was buried between her spread thighs. Initially she would have me just smell and kiss her wonderful panty covered pussy until eventually she would pull her panties off and allow me to fully indulge myself. Weekend mornings were often spent with me, head under the covers, kissing and worshiping Susan's ass until she became fully awake. She would then turn over and allow me to eat her to an orgasm. She liked to say that it was the perfect way to wake up.
"Tom! Tom, are you still with me? Julie asked, as I apparently had been lost in my thoughts. So tell me Tom, do you feel sexually submissive to women?"
"I don't know, maybe I did, to Susan. She just seemed to know how to turn me on like no one else has ever done."
"Susan also told me, that you once admitted to her that sometimes, when she was not around, you would masturbate while smelling her used panties from her laundry basket. Is that true? Are you a panty sniffer Tommy? Do you like the smell of women's dirty panties?"
I was embarrassed and speechless. I don't know when it had happened, but I found that I had been, and was still, staring back down between Julie's lovely thighs at her panty covered pussy.
"Are you thinking about how my dirty panties would smell right now, Tommy?
If I gave them to you, would you want to smell the panties that I am wearing right now?"
I still sat there and could say nothing.
"You don't need to answer," she said with a sly smile. "We both know what you want. You know that I played tennis this morning in these panties and that they were hugging my sweaty pussy for hours. I am sure that they would smell quite good to you right now. And we both know, that you would love to crawl between my legs in order to smell them and rub your face against my dirty panty covered pussy."
With that she raised her right foot and put it on the back of the couch and draped her other leg off the couch to put her left foot on the floor spreading her legs widely. She looked into my eyes and smiled. "Tell me Tommy," she said. "I want to hear you say it. Tell me what you want. No, better yet, ask me for it. Ask me if you may have the privilege of worshiping my sweet pussy. Ask me if you can be my pussy boy."
I felt dizzy with desire. I could not believe this was happening. My mouth felt dry and I spoke with a quiet, shaky voice. "Julie," I said meekly, "would you please allow me to crawl between your legs and worship your pussy? Can I be your pussy boy?"
"Since you asked so nicely, yes Tommy. You can be my pussy boy. I will let you worship my pussy. For now, go ahead and lay down here on the couch. Put your face down between my legs and smell my sweet pussy."
I was drawn, like a magnet to the sight that lay before me. I unconsciously moaned as I laid down with my face next to Julie's pussy and inhaled. I felt like I was in a dream.
"Oh my god, Julie, you smell so good!" I said as I inhaled again.
"Yes, Tommy. You love the smell Ms Julie's dirty panties, don't you? Tell me how much you love it or I might just have to take it away."
"No, please don't Julie. I do love your smell. It is so erotic!"
Julie brought her hand to her crotch to separate me from my object of desire and lifted my face to look at her. "Tommy, if you want me to let you continue, you will need to start calling me Ms Julie. Will you do that for me Tommy? I'm not going to let you continue unless you do."
"Oh yes Ms Julie. Anything you want. Please let me continue. You smell wonderful!"
"Thank you Tommy. Very well. You may continue to smell my sweet pussy through my panties. I may have a few more conditions that you will need to agree to though. We can talk about those later. For now, why don't you just be a good boy and nuzzle your nose in tight so that you might get a better smell. You may also caress my legs and give my inner thighs some kisses while you are down there. Enjoy yourself for a few minutes Tommy while I think about how this is going to work between the two of us."
"Yes, Ms Julie." I whispered as I fell deep under the spell of this incredible woman.
I groaned as I rubbed my face against Julie's soft, panty covered pussy while I caressed and kissed her white, creamy, muscular thighs. I could feel that her panties were getting wet as I pressed my face tightly against her. I found that I was moaning with passion. All I could think about is how much I wanted to get under those panties to kiss and lick her wet pussy. I could taste the saltiness of her skin as I kissed the hollow between her inner thigh and her pussy.
"Tom, I have to tell you that I was initially surprised, but not shocked, when Susan first told me of your sexual nature. I told her that you may have some submissive tendencies and suggested to her ways that she might help bring that out in you in order to make you a more giving lover. Susan had no experience with submissive men, where I have dated several in my past and have a great deal of knowledge about how to make men like you whimper with desire. Do you remember the first time Susan offered her ass for you to kiss? I suggested to her that you would probably find ass kissing very enjoyable. She said that she couldn't believe how much it had turned the both of you on. She told me that she had you spend hours that day and countless hours after tonguing and worshiping her ass. Now that you and Susan have moved on, I can see no reason why the two of us should not enjoy each others company as we are now. Do you think that might be something that you would like Tom?
"Yes," I said. "I would like that very much."
"Good, I want you to know, though, that I have never kept secrets from my daughters and I don't intend to start now. I am sure that Susan, especially, will be very interested to hear about our time together today. Do you understand that Tom?"
I didn't see that I had a choice. There was no undoing what was already done and no turning back now. "Yes, Ms Julie," I said as I suckled on her salty inner thigh. "I understand."
"Good then. Why don't you stand up and take your clothes off for me so that I can see what you have for me? Susan told me that she thought you were just the right size for her. Not too big and not too small. Let's have a peek, shall we?"
I reluctantly pushed myself up from between Julie's spread legs and stood before her.
I removed my shirt, shoes and socks, pants and then my wet boxers. My excited leaking cock stood at attention between us. Julie reached out, firmly grasping my cock in her hand and gave it a few pumps causing precum to ooze down the head. I closed my eyes and groaned, as she continued to stroke me. Her touch felt amazing.
"Yes, I think Susan was right. This is something I can work with. Turn around now and spread your legs so that I can see you from behind."
Feeling a little embarrassed, I did what she said. She reached through my legs and cupped my balls in her hand. Slowly she rolled them around in her hand.
"Yes," she said, "these feel heavy and full. If you are a good boy, Tommy, we might be able to take care of that for you. Do you think you can be a good boy and do everything I ask of you?"
"Yes, Ms Julie, I know I can."
"Good boy, Tommy. I like your positive attitude. Now, let's see how good you are with your tongue. You may kneel in front of me and help me remove my top."
I went down on my knees, in front of her and pulled her top over her head exposing her large, beautiful breasts encased in a white sports bra. "Now help me out of this bra." she said, again lifting up her arms. I then pulled that over her head allowing her breasts to swing free. She had large nipples with silver dollar size areolas.
"You have beautiful breasts," I said.
"Thank you Tom," she said as she looked down at me kneeling between her spread legs. "You may go ahead and remove my skirt and panties now."
She lifted her butt up off of the couch allowing me to pull her skirt and panties off with a single motion. She had a neatly trimmed bush leading down to large puffy vaginal lips. I could see that, in fact, she was very wet from my earlier attention. There was a little white cream oozing from her pussy. I moaned at the sight. As if I was in a trance, I was drawn forward. I softly kissed her pussy taking each thick lip one at a time into my mouth and suckled. Her smell was heavenly. I slowly opened her up with my tongue giving her full long licks from bottom to top supping on the sweet thick grool which was oozing from her. I moaned again as I explored deeper with my tongue searching for more of her delicious nectar.
"That's right Tom, taste me. Enjoy what I have to offer you. Worship my pussy. Show me how grateful you are to be eating my sweet creamy pussy."
Julie then took my hands and brought them to her breasts. "Play with my nipples while you eat me. I want you to make me cum hard." I continued to worship her delicious pussy, licking her from the bottom up to her swollen clit while teasing her nipples. Soon, she was holding the back of my head tight against her, grinding herself into my face.
"That's right Tom, eat my pussy. Make me come. Suck me Tom, suck my clit. Eat me Tom, eat me! Oh, I'm cumming! Eat me Tom, eat me!" She screamed as she went over the edge. All I could do is hold on with my mouth clamped around her swollen clit riding her orgasm. She fucked my mouth hard as wave after wave ran through her.
After one final thrust of her hips she relaxed and pushed my head down away from her sensitive clit. "Now clean me up Tom", she said as she lay back. "Enjoy my juices."
I couldn't believe how wet she was. It was like she had ejaculated when she came and it had run down between her ass cheeks.
I pushed her legs back toward her a little bit in order to lick the cum that had run down her ass. "Let me help you with that," she said, as she grabbed her legs by the back of her knees and pulled them up to her chest to give me better access.
Starting at her ass, I feasted upon the thick sweet cream as it continued to slowly flow from her pussy. Sadly, her pussy stopped weeping and before long I had her all cleaned up. I then lowered myself down to her asshole and began to first shower it with soft kisses before rimming her and then exploring deep within her with the tip of my tongue.
"Oh Tommy! she said, You nasty boy! I can see that Susan has done a very good job of teaching you how to properly worship an asshole. There's no wonder why she had you spend so much time worshipping her ass. I will want much more of that later. For now though, I want you to fuck me. I want you to slide in slow so that I can feel you filling me up with that cock of yours. If you fuck me good, I will let you come inside me but not until I have had another orgasm."
Julie slid off the couch a little as I leaned forward and slowly pushed in. Her pussy felt wonderfully hot and wet. I wasn't sure if I was going to be able bring her to another orgasm before I came myself. Julie soon had her legs wrapped around my back as I increased the speed of my thrusts. She was with me every stroke, grinding her pussy against me.
"I'm just about there Tom. Fuck me hard. I want you to cum when I do."
I gave her everything I had somehow managing not to cum. She was so wet that it made sloshing sounds every time I slammed into her. Finally, she screamed as she began to cum.
"Give it to me Tom! Don't hold back. Fill me up with your cum!"
I immediately came. Cumming harder than I can ever remember until I finally collapsed on top of her. We laid together for several minutes, both of us breathing hard and sweating.
After she caught her breath she said, "That was wonderful Tom. I really needed that." She lightly pushed down on the top of my head while saying, "You can go down and clean me up again while I relax for a few minutes."
I was totally surprised by what she had just said. Was she asking me to go down and eat my own stuff from her? I loved eating pussy but I have never eaten pussy after I had cum in it. I didn't know if I could.
"Tom, did you hear me?" she said as she held my face up to look into my eyes.
She could tell by looking at me that I was having reservations. "Tom, don't tell me that Susan was not having you clean her up after the two of you made love. Is that true Tom?"
"No", I said, "she never asked me to do that for her."
"You mean to tell me that you would make a mess in her and just send her off to the bathroom to deal with it herself while you just lay back in bed?"
"Well, I never really thought about it that way. And she never..."
Julie cut me off in mid sentence. "How thoughtless and disrespectful!" she scolded. "I can tell you right now that I am not letting you get away with that with me! Susan should not have either! I guess some blame does go to Susan for not insisting but I believe you owe her an apology. Tom, if you disrespect me as you have Susan, then there is future for us. Do you understand what I am saying?"
I didn't say a word. I slowly pulled my cock out of Julie with a wet plopping sound and sat back down on the floor between her spread legs. I looked at her beautiful, juicy, wet pussy and couldn't believe that I had even considered not doing what she asked. I craved to taste her sweet pussy again. I leaned forward and inhaled. The smell was intoxicating. I looked up and moaned as Julie looked down at me with a knowing smile.
"Go ahead Tommy, enjoy yourself. Clean me up. Clean up your mess."
And so I leaned further forward and began to clean her again. I found that I was loving it and my cock immediately sprang back to life. The taste was mostly as before. That of Julie's sweet cream that had run from her as we had made love.
Julie then reached behind my head and pulled my mouth to her opening. "Suck gently," she said as she began to push what was deep inside her into my mouth. "Accept what I have to give you." I could feel the warm liquid running from her into my waiting willing mouth. "Good boy Tom. Savor the taste of our creampie. Swallow and suck gently again", she said. We repeated that until she could not push any more out.
It definitely tasted different but not in a bad way. She then released my head and said, "Turn over with the back of your head on the edge of the couch." Flipping over, she mounted my face, once again centering her hole onto my mouth. "Suck me again Tom. Get the rest of it."
She pushed once more and I accepted all that was left. I licked her deep inside until I was sure that there was nothing more to get. She then rolled off of me and lay back on the couch again. I too, turned around and lowered myself to her ass to clean what had run below. "Thank you Tom", she said. "You seem to have taken well to your first experience of eating a creampie. I am glad to see that you enjoyed it. You are a caring lover."
Reaching over, she picked up her phone and said, "While you continue to clean me up down there, I am going to make a phone call. I will put it on speakerphone so that you can hear."
Telephone Conversation:
"Hello?"
"Hi Susan, it's your mother. What are you doing?"
"Oh hi Mom. Just working on a paper for school. What are you doing?"
"Oh, I am just relaxing on the couch. I just made love to a wonderful man and he is now between my legs lovingly kissing and licking me to what, I am sure, will soon be another orgasm."
"Oh mother, you are insatiable! Where did you find this one?"
"Well, that's why I am calling you dear. It's Tom and I have you on speakerphone."
"You have Tom there? My Tom?"
"Well, yes dear. But he is my Tom now. You let him go so I thought it would be nice to have him over. One thing led to another and now, here he is with his face buried between my legs. We called because he has something to say to you.
Tom, isn't there something you would like to say to Susan?"
"Yes, Susan," I said. "I want to apologize for all of those times that we made love and I left you with a mess to have to go clean up afterwards. That was not very thoughtful. I should have gone back down on you and cleaned you up myself."
"Well Tom," Susan said, "first, I have to say that I am surprised to hear you are with my mother but actually happy for you both. You are probably both very well suited for each other. And, as for your apology, I never thought that you would be willing to clean me up after we made love. Seems I really missed out there. Maybe the next time I am in town, I will let you make it up to me. I am really missing your oral attention."
"Susan dear," Julie said. "We will have to talk about all of this later. I just thought I should let you know about what Tom and I are up to and give him a chance to apologize for his poor past behavior. I do hope you will, as you say, give him a chance to make it up to you."
"OK Mom." she said. "Yes, I think I will be planning a trip home very soon."
"That sounds lovely dear." Julie said. "Why don't you come next weekend? I'll have Tom over and we can all have Sunday dinner together. I'll see if Sharron can make it as well. It would be nice to have everyone together again."
"That sounds great Mom." Susan said. "I will plan on it. And Tom, I think it is great that you and Mom have become better acquainted. I think there is a lot to learn from her. I look forward to hearing all about it."
We all said goodbye and I returned my attention back to Julie.
"There." said Julie. "Now that we have taken care of that, I think you should take that talented tongue of yours and give my ass the attention it deserves. Don't you think so Tommy?"
"Yes, Ms Julie." I said as I buried my face back down into her heavenly ass
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Eventually Julie insisted that we needed stop before dinner burned. I reluctantly agreed. We dressed and went to the kitchen to prepare the meal.
Julie had quickly just thrown her tennis skirt and shirt back on without her bra or panties. Her knit shirt hugged her like a glove conforming around her large breasts. Her nipples proudly pointed straight ahead straining against the thin material and her breasts seductively bounced as she walked. Needless to say, she had my complete attention. What a beautiful woman! Dinner conversation was light and pleasant. She invited me to back to visit and spend the night the following Saturday night. That would be the evening before next Sunday afternoon's dinner with Susan and possibly Sharron. She said that I could help her cook. Of course I agreed.
After eating, it was time to go. She saw me to the door as I was leaving. "Save yourself for me this week," she said as she pressed herself against me and kissed me deeply. "I'm looking forward to an exciting night together when you return."
I'm not sure exactly what she meant by saving myself, but I told her that I would. We kissed again and said our goodbyes. I gathered my tools that she had laid out for me and got on the road for the drive back home. On the drive home, my mind kept replaying the afternoon. I thought about looking into those intense beautiful blue eyes, her touch, the way her skin felt against my face, her smell, her taste. I had to keep convincing myself that it had not all just been a dream. I didn't know how I was going to make it a week until I could see her again.
My work week seemed to drag. I was back into my work routine but I couldn't get Julie and the afternoon we spent together out of my head. My mind just kept flashing back to Julie holding my mouth against her creamy pussy as I licked her to orgasm. I stayed in a high state of arousal all week but decided not to relieve myself just in case that was what Julie had meant when she said 'save yourself for me'. I couldn't wait to be with her again. I was in serious lust for her.
"Finally," I thought, as I left work on Friday. "Saturday is almost here."
On my drive home, I began to think about what it would be like to be with Julie again. Instantly I felt myself begin to get hard. Then I started thinking about the upcoming dinner on Sunday. I was nervous about seeing Susan again and hoped it wouldn't be too awkward having dinner with both Julie and Susan together. I also wondered if Sharron was going to be there. I felt sure that when Julie invited Sharron to dinner, she would have told her that I plan to be there. Since Sharron knows that Susan and I are no longer dating, Julie would have had to explain that she and I are now seeing each other. I wonder how many details she would have told her and I wonder what Sharron's thoughts about that are. Also, knowing how no subjects are ever off the table when the girls get together, how much dinner table discussion would be centered around Julie's and my relationship. And what details might be discussed! I have no idea how all of this will play out. I only know that nothing is going to keep me from being with that incredible woman again.
As I pulled up to my apartment, I noticed that Susan's car was parked out front. Since she wasn't sitting in her car and I knew that she still had a key, I assumed that she had let herself in.
I opened the door to my apartment to find Susan sitting on the couch drinking a glass of wine. She stood and walked to meet me at the door. I only hope my mouth didn't fall open as I watched her walk toward me. God, she was as beautiful as ever! Her long blond hair, those piercing blue eyes, those full lips and that curvy body that looked like it was sent from heaven. She wore a tight white thigh length skirt and a button down blouse exposing her ample cleavage.
She held out her arms as she approached and we fell into an embrace. She tucked her head into my neck and hugged me tight, pressing her breasts against me. As I held her, I laid my face against the top of her head and breathed in. My mind blurred as I took in the familiar smell of her hair and that of my favorite perfume which she always wore when we had dated. My hands fell to her narrow waist and rested on her generous hips. I didn't realize how much I had missed her. It felt so natural to have her back in my arms again. It felt like we had never split.
Finally, to my dismay, she broke the hug and stepped back to speak.
"Hi Tom," she said. "I know you didn't plan to see me again until Sunday but I thought that I would drop by to surprise you. Have you made any plans for tonight? If you have, it's no problem, I will just see you on Sunday."
"No!" I said, maybe a little too enthusiastically. "I don't have any plans. It's great to see you. I'm glad you stopped by. I see that you already have a glass of wine. Let me pour a glass for myself and join you on the couch."
I poured myself a glass and brought the rest of the bottle back into the den with me. I topped off Susan's glass and sat down with her.
"It feels strange being back in our apartment with you," she said. "It almost feels like I never left." After a pause, she said, "Tom, I thought we should talk about you and my mother before Sunday. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable when we are all together again. Mom and I have already talked about what happened between the two of you last week when you got together. I have to admit. I was a little jealous when she was telling me all of the details. It really brought back a lot of good memories of the two of us and the time we spent together. Other than seeing my mom last week, have you been dating?"
"No," I said. "I have really been pouring myself into work lately and not doing much else. How about you? Are you seeing anyone?"
"No," she said. "No one in particular. I have been out on a few dates but to be honest, you set the bar pretty high. I don't think that anyone can make me feel as special as the way you made me feel. You were always so attentive to my needs."
Now it was my turn to feel a little jealous. I didn't want to picture Susan with another man. Even though we had both agreed to move on from our relationship, I guess I have not been able to completely put her in the past.
"Tom, I know that we agreed to split and with the distance between us, I still don't think we could keep up a relationship but that doesn't mean that I don't miss you terribly. What we had was special to me and I miss it a lot. Mom told me that the two of you plan to see more of each other. I really am ok with that. She is a special woman and I think the two of you would be good for each other. I am happy that she might have someone as caring as you in her life."
"I think a lot of your mother," I said. "But I think neither your mother nor I feel that what we have, or what we want, is anything more than just a casual relationship. I think that we might just be filling each other's needs."
"I see," said Susan. "Well I am glad that the two of you have connected and I am glad that we have talked about it. Do you still have feelings for me Tom?"
"I would be lying if I said that I didn't, I said. I think about you often. We had a very special relationship that I don't know that I will ever find with anyone else."
Susan didn't say anything for a minute. She was just looking down into her wine glass, thinking. As she looked up, she said, "Tom, When you say that you think about me often, what do you mean? What do you think about?"
I wasn't exactly sure where she going with this and I didn't think that I should answer truthfully. Mostly when I thought back about Susan, my thoughts would drift back to the great sex we had. Susan is an irresistibly beautiful woman who enjoys being sexually dominant. I enjoyed that side of her and easily fell into a submissive roll. Most of the time, when I am alone and thinking of Susan, it ends up with me masturbating to a satisfying conclusion.
I thought it best to play it safe. "Just our time together," I said. "We were well suited for each other and I miss that."
Breaking into a grin and while looking directly at me with those steely blue eyes, she said, "My mother told me that you admitted to her that you jerk off several times a week. What do you think about when you jerk off? Do you think about me?"
I'm sure she knew the answer to that question. She knew the affect she had on me and how much I craved to worship her body.
Feeling a little embarrassed and feeling those beautiful eyes boring into me was just too much. "Yes," I said as I looked down. "I think of you often."
"Oh, that's so sweet!" she said with a smile. "Look at me Tom and tell me what you think about when you are playing with yourself. Do you think about kneeling between my legs while eating my pussy? Or is it pleasuring my ass with your tongue? What is it that you think about, Tom?"
Susan knew exactly what she was doing. She was pushing me down into a submissive state. The conversation had made me hard as a rock and I had to move a bit on the couch to adjust myself. Forcing myself to look back into her eyes, uncomfortably I said, "That and everything else. Susan, you knew how to turn me on like no one else could."
"Oh Tommy," she said. "After all of this time, you are still my 'pussy boy' aren't you? I have thought about you too. I have really missed that soft mouth of yours. I can see by that bulge in your pants that you are excited just talking about it. I tell you what, while I finish my wine, why don't you crawl down here between my legs and become reacquainted with the smell of my pussy."
She scooted down to the edge of the couch, kicked off her sandals, drew her skirt up and spread her legs. As she began to lightly trace her finger along the folds of her white panty covered camel toe, she said, "Come on Tommy, she misses you. Come show her how sorry you are for being away for so long. Take off your clothes so that I can see how excited you are to see me."
I stood and removed my clothes. My cock stood at full attention.
Susan leaned forward and sucked the head of my cock into her mouth. She stroked the base of my cock with her left hand while fondling my balls with her right. My knees felt weak and I thought they were going to buckle.
"Oh God, Susan, That feels so good," I groaned.
Susan pulled her mouth away from my cock with a slurp and said, "I've missed this cock of yours too. Keep it hard for me Tommy. I am going to need it in a little while."
Holding me firmly by my balls, she gently pulled me down to my knees. She then laid back on the couch and took her glass of wine in her hand. "Go ahead Tommy. Smell me. Remember what it is like to have your face between my legs."
I positioned myself between her legs. I was drawn forward by the sight that lay before me. Putting my arms under each of her thick creamy thighs, I lowered my face to her panty covered pussy. Her smell was as I remembered, earthy and sweet. I inhaled deeply and became dizzy with desire. "Oh Susan, I had forgotten how good you smell. I love it."
"I know you do Tommy. You have always loved the smell of my pussy. Go ahead and enjoy yourself for a few minutes while I finish my wine."
I did just that. I spent the next few minutes becoming reacquainted with Susan's sweet panty covered pussy. As she drank her wine, I drank in the aroma that I had missed so much. I found myself kissing her inner thighs and rubbing my face against her soft cotton covered pussy. Eventually I pressed my mouth against her center, kissing her deeply. She was apparently enjoying my attention as her panties were becoming quite wet. I couldn't help but to lick and suck at her wet spot until her panties were completely soaked. Susan moaned as she set down her empty wine glass, hooked her thumbs under her panties and pulled them up to her knees. I helped her remove them the rest of the way and she spread her legs, opening herself wide to me.
"Ok, Tommy, show me how much you have missed me. Make love to my pussy with your mouth."
Susan's pussy was swollen and wet as grool oozed from her opening. I flattened my tongue and lapped at the bottom, gathering what was running out. I moaned as I ran my tongue up between her velvety lips collecting more of her sweet honey. Susan has always had a tangy taste which I have loved since the first time I went down on her.
"That's right Tom. Taste me. Lick it all up. Make love to my pussy. Tell me you love it. Tell me that you live to eat my pussy."
I was overwhelmed with passion as I ate her. Susan reached down around the back of my head and pulled my face tightly into her warm, wet pussy as she slowly pumped her hips coating me with her nectar. "Oh Susan, I love it," I moaned into her pussy. "I've missed this so much."
When she released me, I lovingly licked up and down her center. One at a time, I drew each of her lips inside my mouth suckling gently, savoring the feel of her folds. I repeatedly buried my tongue deep inside her enjoying her tangy flavor until there was none left to be had. I adoringly licked my way up to her swollen button. Gently I sucked it into my mouth and rolled my tongue around it. Again Susan grabbed the back of my head and held me tight against her as she bucked against my mouth. Tom, I'm going to cum already. Don't stop! Suck my clit baby. Suck it!
I continued my gentle sucking and swirling sending her over the top as she began to scream. She pulled my face even tighter against her and squeezed her trembling thighs around my head as wave after wave of her orgasm ran through her. Slowly she came down from her high, breathing hard from her excitement. She opened her legs to release my head and lay back catching her breath. I took the opportunity to tenderly lick up the additional juices that were running from her and that which had gathered inside her folds.
Only after a minute or so of my affectionate attention, she once again reached down with both hands around the back of my head. I flattened out my tongue as she began to wildly buck against my willing mouth moving me from the bottom of her slit to the top and then back again. "Ahhh!" she screamed out as she crushed her clit against the base of my nose. "I'm coming again!" I just went with it, licking at her wet warmth where ever she put my mouth and allowing her to use my face for her pleasure any way that she wanted. I loved every second of it.
She once again released me as her legs went limp. I once more licked her wet inner thighs and folds making sure to avoid her sensitive clit. "That was incredible Tom," she said. "I can't tell you how much I have missed that. I need a few minutes to relax before I have you fuck me. Let's go to the bedroom where I can stretch out."
Susan led the way to our old bedroom, peeling off the rest of her clothes on the way. She crawled onto my king bed and stretched out on her stomach while giving a big sigh and spreading her legs.
"Come help me relax Tom. Make me feel special. You know what I want."
Like her mother, Susan was blessed with narrow hips and a wide pear shaped ass that most men would die for. She used to always insist that I give that big beautiful ass 'special attention'. I stood there admiring her ass thinking about how lucky I was to be here, with her, right now.
Susan turned her head to look back, finding me starring at her. She smiled and waved her ass back and forth a few times. "Aren't you hungry for my ass?" she said in a teasing voice. "Come and get it Tommy. It's waiting for you."
I crawled up behind her and laid my face down against her luscious ass. I raised both of my hands and massaged her slim lower back and voluminous butt cheeks. As I rubbed her ass, I kissed each cheek pressing my face firmly into each soft globe. I was breathing hard getting lost in the moment.
"Come on Tommy," she said reaching back and spreading her ass cheeks. "Stop teasing me. You know what I need."
Yes I did. This was an act that Susan loved. She used to say that she could never get enough of my mouth on her ass.
I replaced Susan's hands with mine. Holding her open, I began to plant little kisses on and around her little hole.
"Oh that feels nice," she said with a sigh. "I have really missed your attention to my ass. Do you still love doing this for me as much as I love receiving it?"
"Oh yes," I said. "It's so erotic. You know I have always had a thing for your ass."
"Then go ahead Tommy, show me. Make me feel special. Kiss it. Suck it. Slide your tongue inside. I know you want to. Show me how much you love pleasuring my little asshole. Tongue fuck my little asshole while I lay here and relax."
I buried my face deep between Susan's ass cheeks licking and sucking at her little hole. Susan reached back holding her hand against the back of my head and lifted up pressing me even deeper between her cheeks. I then felt her wink her asshole against my mouth beckoning my tongue. I extended my tongue as she pushed out and slid it in. Susan continued to wink her asshole around my tongue making it feel like she was sucking on it. I worked my tongue in and out loving the intimate feel of being deep in her silky ass.
"Oh yes! Do it Tommy, you nasty boy! Worship my asshole. That feels so damn good. Work that tongue of yours Tommy!"
Regretfully, my lungs were burning and I had to come up for air. Pulling back I drew in several deep breaths as I lay my face against her soft ass. "Jesus Susan," I said. "You are so sexy. I just can't get enough of your ass."
"That's sweet Tommy, but you just got started. You need you to get back in there. I have really missed our ass time together."
Happily, I put my face back between her ass cheeks and continued to tongue her lovely ass as Susan peacefully relaxed and enjoyed my attention. After several minutes Susan began to moan. She put a hand underneath her, between her legs, and began to alternately push herself up into my face and grind herself down against her hand. She did this for several minutes. When I thought she was about to come, she rolled over onto her back.
"I'm ready for you to fuck me now," she said. "I want you to start with long slow strokes Tom. I want to feel every inch of you. I want you to make me cum with that cock of yours. You are not to cum until I am ready for you to. Can you do that for me Tom?"
I moved up on Susan and slowly entered her. She was incredibly warm and wet. I propped myself up above her and got into a slow grinding rhythm. I didn't know how long I could hold out without cumming. Susan looked like a goddess looking up to me. I leaned down and gently kissed her on the lips. She reached up and pulled me against her pressing her lips tightly against mine and thrust her tongue into my mouth. I greedily sucked her tongue as she wrapped her legs around my back pulling me deeper into her and grinding her mound against me.
Suddenly, I felt the pleasure was too much and had to pull back from our passionate kiss or I was going to cum. I closed my eyes and held still willing myself not to explode. Moments later, when I felt like I had it under control, I opened my eyes and looked down at Susan. "Don't disappoint me Tom," is all that she said.
With that, she rolled me over on to my back and mounted me. She began to fuck me mercilessly. I held on to her waist as she bounced up and down on my shaft. Her ass made a slapping sound against my thighs each time she came down on me. I could also hear the sound of her wet pussy and could feel her juices running down over my balls. It took all of the self control I could gather not to cum as I watched her beautiful full breasts bounce above me. I was determined not to disappoint her. She began to grunt as she was getting close.
"Oh it's good Tom," she cried out as she began to cum. "I'm cumming hard!" She continued to bounce up and down on me as I felt her pussy tighten around my cock. "Cum for me Tom!" she said reaching down pinching and twisting my nipples. "Give it to me! Fill me up!"
I completely lost it. I screamed out as I came hard, pumping my seed that I had saved for the past week, deep inside her. It was so intense that tears were running out of the corner of my eyes. Susan collapsed on my chest. We laid like that for several minutes, resting together, catching our breaths.
Susan was first to break the silence. "That was great Tom," she said as she pulled herself off of my deflating cock and rolled over on her side next to me. Propping her head up with her hand she looked at me and said, "You know that I am going to hold you to the promise you made me last week when you were talking to me from my mother's."
I knew exactly what she was talking about. Last week Julie had me apologize to Susan for not cleaning her up after our love making sessions. Susan had said that she hoped to give me a chance to make it up to her.
"Tom, I've been giving it a lot of thought since that telephone conversation. Looking back, I have to agree with mother that it was pretty disrespectful of you to just send me off to the bathroom after we made love. I really don't know why I let you get away with that for so long. I'm kind of surprised that you never asked for it. My 'pussy boy' always loved to eat my pussy no matter how dirty it was. And you particularly loved licking my excited creamy pussy. So you should love to eat my pussy after you have made your creamy deposit. I think that it is time now Tom for you to treat me with the respect that I deserve. You know that I am right. So, is there something that you want to ask me Tom?"
"Yes Susan," I said. "Can I go ahead and clean you up?"
"I'm not sure I understand what you are saying, Tom. Exactly, what are you asking?"
"Susan, I would like to lick my cum from your pussy. Will you let me?"
"Tommy, are you trying to ask me if you can go down between my legs to suck out all of that nasty cum that you put up inside of me? Are you saying that you would enjoy doing that sort of thing?"
"Yes Susan. I would really love doing that for you. Will you let me?"
"Yes Tommy. I will let you do that for me and I expect you to do a good job. I want you to show my pussy all of the love, tenderness and enthusiasm that I have always come to expect from you. I am going to scoot to the side of the bed and you can kneel between my legs to clean me up."
I crawled off of the bed and got down on my knees. Susan slid to the side of the bed and opened her legs wide for me. She was extremely wet with her own juices and I could see a little of my cum leaking out from her center.
She put a couple of pillows under her head so that she could comfortably watch me service her.
As I knelt before Susan, looking at her well used pussy, she reached down between her legs. She inserted two fingers into her pussy up to the knuckle and swirled them around a few times before bringing them back out. Holding her coated fingers out and looking down at me she said, "Is this what you want Tommy? Does my pussy boy want to suck his seed from my pussy? Here, have a little taste first. Show me what a good boy you are and suck it off of my fingers. Show me how bad you want it."
I moaned as I leaned forward and took Susan's fingers into my mouth. She moved them in and out of my mouth in a fucking motion as I sucked and licked off the cum.
She smiled broadly as she continued to move her fingers between my lips. "Oh baby, you do like it, don't you?" she said as she looked into my eyes as I continued to suck her fingers.
"Yes," I croaked as she withdrew them from my mouth. "I love doing this for you."
"Is my baby ready to clean up my pussy now?" she asked.
"Yes," I whispered.
"Ok then baby." she said. "Go ahead. Take your time and enjoy it. You have earned it."
I leaned forward and began by licking up her juices that had run down her inner thighs and her ass. I looked up from between her legs to see her watching me closely with a content smile on her face.
"You're a good boy Tommy," she said as she laid her hand on the top of my head and began to run he fingers through my hair. I moaned again from her touch as I continued my most intimate task. She guided my mouth to her opening and I began to suckle gently at her hole. "That's good Tommy. Take it all in. Drink from me," she said as she began to push out what I had deposited. I felt the warm fluid begin to flow into my mouth. I backed away a little, swallowed, and then returned my grateful mouth to her seeping hole. We repeated this until she could push out no more. I asked her to turn over above my face to make sure that we got it all. I turned around with the back of my head on the bed and she lowered herself centering once more on my mouth. I was rewarded as I again suckled gently while she pushed one last time. When we were sure that she could push out nothing more, she raised slightly and allowed me to reach up inside her with my tongue cleaning her warm silky tunnel. I then finished by cleaning around her pussy lips once more.
"That was very sweet Tom," she said as she pulled me up off of the floor to embrace her. I never knew what I was missing. We kissed and laid down on my bed, spooning as we fell asleep.
When I woke up, I could see that it was now dark outside. Susan also woke up as I stirred.
"Hi," she said as she rolled over to face me. "How long have we been sleeping?"
"I think, at least an hour," I said. "I'm getting a little hungry. What would you like to do for dinner?"
"I was hoping that we could just call out for a pizza," she said. "Maybe drink a little more wine and watch TV on the couch like we used to."
I could feel my cock start to stir at the thought. TV nights with Susan were mostly spent with her laying back on the couch sipping on her wine watching TV, while I sat on the floor between her legs worshiping her lovely pussy. I was hoping that would be the case tonight.
We dressed and made our way back into the living room. I ordered a pizza to be delivered, refilled our wine glasses, turned on the TV and sat back on the couch to relax and talk.
"I brought my things with me," Susan said. "I am hoping that you will ask me to spend the night."
"Of course you can!" I said. "That would be great!"
"I was thinking that tomorrow maybe we could go to the mountains and do a little hiking," she said. "I brought my hiking shoes. Are you up for that?
It hit me just then that I had told Susan's mother, Julie, that I would drive up to see her tomorrow evening and spend the night.
"Oh," I said. "That sounds really nice but I just remembered that I had told your mother that I would drive up to see her tomorrow evening and spend the night. I told her that I would help her with the dinner that she is planning for all of us on Sunday."
"That's no problem," she said. "I'll just call mom and tell her that we will drive up there together and I will spend tomorrow night there as well."
"How is that going to work?" I asked slowly. "With the three of us there? I am sure that she is planning that I sleep with her tomorrow night."
"Don't worry about it Tom. I will talk with her about it. Mom is just going to have to share."
"I don't know Susan. I don't have a good feeling about that."
"Don't worry about it Tom. I've got this. Mom and I will just have to come to an agreement."
"But Susan...," I started.
"Tom!" she said cutting me off. "I told you that I have this. Now just let me handle it. Everything will be fine. Just let it go."
At that instant, the doorbell rang. The pizza guy was here with the pizza. I paid the guy and brought the pizza back to the living room. I still didn't have a good feel about how it was going to work out with Julie but guessed it could wait until tomorrow. At least Susan said that she would call her mom so Julie would not be blindsided by the both of us showing up together.
After eating, Susan suggested that I find a good movie on the TV so that we could get comfortable and enjoy a nice relaxing evening.
I found a movie that I thought Susan would like and we both sat back on the couch and sipped our wine as it began.
"Tom," Susan said. "I thought that maybe you might like to get naked and spend the evening down between my legs while I watch the movie. You know, like you always used to do. I really miss that."
Who was I to argue with that. I quickly pulled off my clothes as Susan reached under her skirt and removed her panties. Susan scooted forward on the couch while I crawled between her creamy thighs.
I affectionately began to kiss Susan's pussy. As I did, she let out a content sigh and began softly running her fingers through my hair. I too, could not have been more content.
The odd thing is though, that even as I have my face buried between Susan's soft thighs, my mind keeps wondering back to the week before and the time I spent with Julie. For some reason, Julie had a hold on me that I could not shake. I was wishing that it was Julie sitting on the couch above me rather than Susan. God, she was an intoxicating woman. I couldn't wait to see her again tomorrow night. I only hope that I haven't messed things up by being with Susan again.