It’s not that I don’t like my dad, it’s just that I think he’s a clown. A very lucky clown, but he’s the type of person who never realizes that it was luck that got him to where he is now. Dad was so lucky that he was in the right place at the right time, and through a series of coincidences he ended up marrying a woman who was far better than him in every way.
My mom went to an all-girls school when she was young. One night she met my dad at a blender. Dad was what they called urban, and he grew up in a big family in the same town where my mom went to college. Things didn’t work out (he later called and pleaded to get back together, but it was too late) and they deserved a break from each other. Mom took this idea very seriously and decided it would be a great night to drink cheap beer, find the nearest available man, and lose herself in a night of sensual sex. The nearest person was my dad – a man whose life was about to change radically. It seems the condom my dad used had been in his wallet for so long that it couldn’t move that night and broke. The result of that happy accident was my oldest sister.
Mom was a nice girl and she married my father and they settled down and had two more children, of whom I was the youngest. By the time I was 18, she was 42 and my sister and brother had moved away from home.
Let me tell you something about my mother, she looks a lot like Susan Summers. Same face, same body, beautiful naturally curly blonde hair, just past her shoulders. Her most striking feature, however, is the sex appeal she exudes. Wherever we went, I always saw men staring at her, sometimes in the most lustful way. No one seemed untouched by her or her charms. Men constantly do everything possible to please her and most of the time they make complete fools of themselves. To my knowledge, she had never been unfaithful to my father, although, as he once told me (with some pride), he didn’t think he would have sex more than once a month.
Even my friends were not immune. One day, after drinking a few illegally purchased beers, my friend Chad told me he loved my mom. I thought he was joking, but the more we talked, the more he convinced me he was serious. Before graduating in the fall, Chad was the star football player on our high school team (that’s how I met him. I played defensive end) and was a handsome son of a bitch. In addition to his handsome face and figure, Chad was hung like a horse. I knew he had banged almost every girl in school, so I was surprised to learn that he was obsessed with my mom. When he asked me if I was bothered by the fact that he wanted to sleep with my mom, I had to admit that it wasn’t and that he was more than welcome to do so if he wanted to. I might object if I thought she had a legitimate chance, but I know my mother and she is not the type to cheat on her husband – especially on a man her son’s age.
I didn’t think much of it until Chad brought it up again a week later. He said he’d brainstormed a lot but couldn’t figure out how to get into my mom’s pants. After joking around for a while, I suggested he borrow his brother’s van conversion (a great truck if ever there was one) and I’d convince my mom to go to the drive-in theater with us. I told him we’d both have a few beers and at some point I’d split up and he’d have a beer. One of the conditions I laid out for arranging the whole thing was that he’d put a video camera in the van so I could capture the action (I thought it would be a good laugh to watch my excited mom fend off his amorous advances). Chad agreed enthusiastically. He figured if I could get him drunk, he’d take it from there.
That weekend, my dad was out of town to play golf with some of his friends. So, Chad and I realized now was the perfect time to put our plan into action. I told my mom that Chad and I were driving to the movies because a girl I knew might be there. She smiled and wished me luck. That night, right before I left, I innocently asked my mom what her plans were and she told me she didn’t have any plans. I told her she should go to the movies with us. At first she laughed and asked us why two young guys like us would be interested in hooking up with an older woman.
“We’re not interested in old ladies getting together. We’re interested in having my young, sexy mom move in with us.” I said, then added, “Why Chad told me the other day that he thought my mom was the best looking person we knew.”
Mom was delighted, and I think I said it with enthusiasm. I wonder if Chad’s chances with her are better than I thought. Mom finally agreed that maybe it would be fun to go and at least get him out of the house.
Chad picked us up at 6:30 in his brother’s converted van. Chad comes from a wealthy family and his van is luxurious. It has a double bed in the back (for privacy), and a fantastic stereo system. The perfect dating tool. As soon as my mom and I got in the front seat, Chad whispered to me that the camera was ready. I winked at him and the three of us drove off.
Mom looked great that night wearing a white tank top and skinny Levis. She must have worn a magic bra because her boobs looked amazing. Chad said there was some cold beer in the refrigerator and Mom and I were welcome to drink it. He said there would be designated drivers. Mom joked that she was always on her best behavior whenever my friend was around. I laughed, wondering what she would think of Chad’s behavior in the future. I went back and got a six-pack out of the refrigerator and by the time we got to the drive-in Mom’s house, I was ready to start eating the new six-pack.
The drive-in theater is showing a horror movie double feature. The movie isn’t very good, but it fits into the plan. For the first half hour, Mom is bored and says her head is spinning a bit. Chad suggests she lay down and Mom takes his advice. About five minutes later, Chad flips a switch on the dash and whispers to me, “Camera.” As he climbs into the back of the truck, I give him a thumbs up, pat him on the back, and wish him well. Transportation.
“What are you doing back here?” I heard my mom ask. “I think I’m going to have a few drinks on the weed I brought with me,” Chad said, “Want anything?”
“I’ve never tried that before,” Mom said.
“It’s a first time for everything,” Chad said, and I heard him light a joint.
Mom stuck her head out from behind the front and back curtains and said, “Chad, what do you think of him wanting me to get drunk with him, kid?”
“Try this,” I said, “Unless you’re smoking dope in the back of a drive-in truck, you’re not American.” I heard my mother laugh, and she said to Chad, “Okay. I don’t. I don’t want to be a traitor.”
Chad explained to her how to breathe, and a moment later I heard her cough softly. Afterwards, it was quiet except for the movie as they would be pacing back and forth at the bar.
“Don’t you want it?” I heard my mother ask me.
“No, thank you, honey, I’m fine,” I replied.
Mom said, “I feel very relaxed.” “I can help you feel more relaxed,” Chad said, “Lay down and let me rub your back.”
“Well, I won’t say no to a back rub,” Mom said, laughing. “You’re so kind. Thank you.”
I heard him pull me onto the bed. “Now, don’t let me hold your hand wandering in there.”
After a few minutes, I heard my mom groan and say, “You’re good at this.” I took that as a sign to leave.
“Hey guys,” I said, “I just saw that girl I told you about walking with you and I’m going to follow her. You can go if you want and I’ll get a ride home from her.”
Mom poked her head out again. “Are you sure? We can wait for you.”
“I’m sure,” I said.
I heard Chad say, “Hey you, I haven’t talked to you yet.” I saw Mom pull back again. Mom reached out and grabbed my hand and squeezed it. “It’s time to go,” she said with a smile, “Have a good time.”
“You too,” I said, getting out of the van.
I got a ride home with some friends and then I went into my room to watch TV and wait for my mom to come home. Around 3 a.m. I heard Chad’s truck start up in the driveway. I immediately turned off the lights before she came in to see. The van stopped and Chad turned off the engine. I sat there for about 15 minutes and finally the door opened and my mom came out. She looked a little nervous. As she walked a little farther, Chad crawled out, walked up to her and grabbed her. He pulled her back to him and kissed her. The kiss got very passionate and mom unzipped Chad’s shirt and started kissing his chest. Chad started rubbing his groin over his mom’s jeans. At one point, he almost lifted her off the ground and leaned against her. For a moment, their behavior made me think they were going to have sex right there, but eventually mom pushed him away, said goodnight and went inside. I pretended to be asleep when I heard my mother stop at my door and walk down the hallway to her room.
I woke up the next morning around 10 a.m. and called Chad. He was sleepy, but he asked me to come over and watch the tape. I quickly went downstairs and found my mom drinking coffee on the terrace.
“Where are you going?” he asked me happily.
“Going to a softball game with some friends,” I said.
“With Chad?” she asked nervously. I ignored the tone.
“No, I called. The homeless man said he had other plans. I wanted to see him yesterday… Oh, by the way, I didn’t hear about you coming last night. I must be dead. When did you come into this world?”
“Oh, we’re late,” Mom said. “We fell asleep in the back of the van.”
“Okay, see you tonight then,” I said.
“Well, let’s have dinner tonight, just the two of us, and I miss talking to my son,” she said.
I said goodbye to him and went over to Chad’s house.
When I got to Chad’s house, I went into his room. Chad handed me the tape. He said, “Before you start watching, I want you to know that I really love your mother.”
“Is that why you let me watch the tape of you two?” I joked.
“Well, I love you too, man,” he said, smiling.
I turned the tape on and Chad landed where I had landed.
Mom was on her stomach and Chad was massaging her back. She asked after a few minutes.
“Why don’t you take off your shirt?”
Mom laughed, “I don’t think that’s a good idea.” “Oh, come on, Mrs. Browning, that would look better.” “Okay, but is the front door locked? I don’t want Tommy to come in and see me taking my shirt off,” Mom said.
Chad moved forward and closed the door while Mom took off her vest. She was wearing a white lace bra, her breasts were straining to come out and when Chad returned, she lay back down. Chad continued to massage her back, and after a few minutes, he let go of Mom’s bra straps and started massaging that area more. Mom is very quiet. Chad became more adventurous and began to gently rub the side of his Mom’s breast from time to time. Mom didn’t protest, just sighed contentedly. Chad then worked his way up her back to the tops of her butt cheeks. Mom was moaning in pleasure. He reached up and pulled her hips up off the bed, and Mom moved behind him, leaning slightly toward him and sticking her buttocks in the air. Chad moved forward and undid his Mother’s belt and unbuttoned her jeans.
“Chad,” Mom whispered softly, “you shouldn’t do that.” “It’ll be easier if you rub it,” she said.
“This is crazy,” she whispered, “but it feels really good.”
Mom lifted her hips again and grabbed her panties while Chad pulled off her jeans, and in the process took off her socks and sneakers as well. He immediately got to work and began massaging her back. This time, when he reached her breasts, he put his hand under her bra and grabbed her nipples. Mom raised the bed higher to make it more accessible. Chad massaged her naked nipples and played with her hard nipples. Mom did not stop him at all, but started squirming with pleasure. Chad put pressure on her hips and turned her over so that Mom was now lying on her back, Chad completely pulled off the bra that was still on her breasts and threw it on the floor.
I know this may sound strange, but I realized that this was the first time I had seen my mom’s breasts look so beautiful. They were lovely, round and perky, her large nipples were now erect. I didn’t get a chance to look for long because Chad lowered his head and started licking, sucking and biting mom’s breasts. Mom started breathing heavily, then she stopped him and pulled him up so he could kiss her, first gently, then deeply with his tongue. After a few minutes, Chad experienced a serious bout of dry humping, he stood up and started tearing off his clothes. Mom kept watching him silently.
“God, want me to fuck you?” Chad said.
“Honey, we can’t do that. I’m married,” Mom said, “I can’t be unfaithful to my husband-” Mom stopped talking when she saw Chad’s huge cock. She was mesmerized.
Chad took advantage of her stopping, moved forward, and ripped his mom’s underwear right off her body.
“Chad, we shouldn’t be doing this,” Mom said, eyeing Chad’s hardening erection.
“Should I get an eraser?” Chad asked.
“I’m not sure we should do that,” Mom said.
“Listen,” he said, “let me feel what it feels like to be inside you. We can stop if you say so, but let me feel what it feels like to be inside you. If we don’t, my balls are going to explode.
Mom thought for a while. “Can you promise to leave in a few seconds?” Mom asked softly.
“I promise I’ll get out as soon as you tell me to.”
Chad moved over to my mom and she grabbed his big cock and guided it to her wet pussy. At the entrance, mom stopped and said, “I can’t believe we’re doing this…just for a few seconds?”
Chad shook his head.
“Okay, press it”
Chad rammed his huge cock into her. Mom cried out loudly. Her legs automatically wrapped around Chad’s back, pulling him closer. They kissed deeply as he slid in and out of her.
“God, you feel so good inside me,” Mom whispered.
“You’re so tight, Mrs. Browning. It feels like I’m in warm velvet. I’ve never felt anything like it before.”
“I can’t believe we’re doing this…ah…don’t wait, I’ll be here soon.”
“Should I get an eraser?” Chad asked.
“We should stop, but not now. It’s okay if you come in because I’m safe.”
Chad now picked up the pace and really started making demands of her. I heard mom say that she had never had a cock big enough to fill her up. They made love wildly and reached intense orgasms. Mom was screaming Chad’s name and Chad was telling her how much he loved her.
“Oh, I love you too, baby. You make me COMMMMMICK!!!!!” Suddenly Chad stopped sucking and he grabbed mom’s butt so hard that it stiffened. You can see in the video that he is about to cum, and releases a huge load of cum into mom’s warm embracing pussy.
“OH, I’M CUMMING!!!” Chad roared. “OH YES, CHAD, COME IN, BABY, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!” Mom was tortured by another intense orgasm.
They lay together for a long time, kissing, Chad never withdrawing his cock, and eventually they started making love again. This time Chad flipped Mom over and started stuffing Mom from behind. Mom’s face was buried in the pillows as Chad threw himself at her. At one point, the rat turns to the camera and smiles. The tape went on like this for several hours, in which they used literally a dozen different positions. In between they would take a break, chat for a few minutes and then get right back to work.
He did everything.
At one point, Chad wanted to get angry at my mom, but mom said she was being kind there and that she felt wrong because her husband had been begging her to do it for years and she was always like that. Chad kept insisting and eventually mom agreed. Mom takes Chad in her shit like a champ, using only spit and cum as lubrication. Mom had two more such orgasms, and Chad had a huge orgasm, shooting a huge load into mom’s ass. Afterwards they talked about how good it was and mom said she was glad he was the one who did it to her. Mom tells Chad that their night was amazing, but she can’t cheat on her husband like that anymore.
Even though we fast-forwarded through many parts, the tape lasted a full three hours. The 69-rep session lasted at least forty-five minutes – at one point I wondered if Mom was still breathing since her tube was completely stuck in her throat. As soon as the tape ended, Chad’s phone rang. It’s my mom. She wanted to know if Chad would meet her at the hotel for a few hours.
Chad immediately agreed and they made a plan. This is so much for my mom’s promise to stay faithful.
As I was driving home that day, I thought about my mom and Chad. I’m happy with how things are going, I like Chad and I’m happy for him, but I have to admit I’m feeling a little jealous. I wanted to be the guy who had sex with my mom in a hotel room. With this idea in mind, I started planning a plot…but that’s a different story.
