Mother Starts Dating Ch. 04

The week felt it dragged and dragged. Finally Friday arrived and in the afternoon I got a text from Mum.

"First date tonight! Wish me luck!"

"You don't need luck, Mum! You'll knock his socks off!"

I raced home as soon as work was over and got into some comfortable clothes. My phone buzzed again.

"On my way to the bar. Hope he's nice."

I began to get ready to head over to her house when the next text came through.

"He's really nice, but he's REALLY REALLY young!"

I replied as I walked.

"Wait, how young?"

"I'm pretty sure he said 20"

I stopped walking.

"20! Wow that is young! What're you gonna do?"

"Play it by ear, he is very nice!"

I continued my walk, arriving at Mum's house in a few minutes. I unlocked the door with my spare key and went in. I made sure that all of the vents connecting the rooms were open and that I could get the best view from the spare room. And then, I waited.

It was around 11pm when I heard the taxi pull up, car doors closing and then two sets of voices coming up to the house. As the door opened I heard my mother's voice.

"He thought you were my son? That's hilarious! What did he do when we started kissing?!"

"Ha! I don't know, do you think he could see my hand on your leg too?"

"You did slide it up pretty high, I thought he was going to get a real eyeful!"

This was already going well, I thought. I stood up slowly and looked through the vent.

They walked in together. He was clean shaven and looked extremely youthful. Mum said he was 20 but he looked 16, it was no wonder that he was mistaken for her son rather than her lover for the evening. His arm was around her waist as she put her keys back in her bag.

Mum was wearing the red dress from her previous date, seemed like it was working for her.

The young man moved around in front of her, holding her and then kissed her deeply. Mum ran her hands over his back and moaned softly. Finally they broke apart.

"I wanted to fuck you right there in the club" he said.

"You almost did" she smiled, "that's why I suggested we came here instead."

He buried his face in her neck as she moaned loudly. His hands greedily grabbed her tits and ass. My mom let out a yelp as the young man squeezed her boob hard. He moved his mouth away for just long to say two words: "Let's fuck!"

Despite what they were doing, mum still looked shocked. The young man, started pulling at her clothes to get them off.

"Peter! Let's go to the bedroom!"

She turned and led Peter to her bedroom. Peter followed with his hands still grabbing at her ass. I moved as fast and quietly as I could to the next view point. By the time I got there Peter already had my mother's dress up around her hips.

Peter was grabbing and pawing at her body, while he kissed her hard, both of them moaning like horny teenagers. Which, I guess, he practically was.

Peter stopped kissing her and spun her around, again my mother yelped. Peter pushed her forward, she quickly put her hands out to catch herself. Peter admired the same view I did, my mother's fat round ass covered in satin panties, bent over the bed. Her legs looked perfect, a little wide and slightly spread to keep herself from falling over.

"Shit! That's a great arse!"

"Thanks." Mum sounded a little unsure, "Do you really like it?"

"Fuck yes!" Peter reached forward with both hands and pulled her red satin panties down to her ankles. "Perfect, now shake it lady!"

My mum, wiggled her arse. Her arse cheeks wobbled and Peter patted it gently then stepped back.

"That's it keep going" he said as he undid his trousers and slid them to the floor followed by his underwear. He was skinny and looked like a beanpole standing behind my mother's fat jiggling arse.

He turned slightly and I saw his cock, long and thin standing straight up. He spat in his hand and began to stroke it. Shuffling forward, with his pants around his ankles, Peter moved in close behind my mother's shaking arse. He slapped his dick against her ass and she stiffened and let out a small yelp as she realised what it was.

Once again Peter spat into his right hand and made his cock wet, with his left hand he reached out and pulled my mother's arse cheeks open. I couldn't see it but I knew he'd be getting his first view of her meaty cunt and puckered little arsehole.

Peter took his cock and, in one, motion, stroked it up mum's wet slit and then pushed it straight into her waiting fuck hole. Mum let out a small scream, but Peter didn't stop there. He started fucking her hard.

With both hands gripping her hips he pounded away furiously at my bent over mother. Every time their bodies came together there was a loud slapping sound and the whole time my mother was moaning, in a stuttering fashion that come from being fucked so vigorously. There was a slightly comical look to though as Peter was quite thin and looked like an over-excited dog humping my mum.

Mum's hands gripped the bed, trying to keep herself upright. I wished that Peter had taken a bit more time and stripped her naked because I would have loved to see how her big tits and sagging belly would've moved under this assault. As it was her fat ass and thighs were rippling with every thrust of Peter's hips.

Peter started grunting and it quickly got heavier and louder. I realised that he was cumming already, and suddenly felt sorry for my mum. I had seen her cum twice now and knew that she wasn't close.

Peter's rhythm began to speed up and he went harder. This added momentum was enough to finally topple mum face first on to the bed, but Peter's hands kept her ass in the roughly the same place and he kept pumping her cunt.

With a howl Peter gave one last thrust and shot his cum deep in my mother's cunt. Her face still smooshed into the bed. He held her there and I saw his butt twitching as he unloaded his balls into mum's pussy.

Finally he let her go and mum slumped onto the bed. Her top half still covered she lay with her ass exposed and cum running out from between her cheeks, still panting from the fucking she just took. Peter surveyed the scene as well. His slowly softening cock was dripping the last of his cum onto mum's bedroom carpet.

"Damn lady! You sure know how to fuck! And that pussy... man, that pussy was so nice and loose, you've must've taken a hundred dicks in your time."

Mum rolled over to face him and smiled.

"Glad you enjoyed yourself," mum slowly opened her legs revealing her well fucked cunt. Her pubic hair was matted and cum flowed from her open hole. Her thick cunt lips were dark red and splayed open wide, and even I could see, her clit was hard, standing up out of her bush. She clearly needed fucking.

Peter's cock twitched and began to rise again. I silently reflected on the virility of youth. Peter leaped forward and landed on my mother.

She screamed in surprise and excitement. Both of them were kissing like mad. Peter's hips were pumping crazily and I realised that he was stabbing his hard dick at my mum's cunt trying to find the hole. Finally with a grunt he shoved it home, balls deep in her open slit. My mother arched her back and moaned loud as Peter entered her.

Peter again began fucking like a jackhammer and started grunting almost straight away. He oddly looked more like a dog in this position, hornily trying to get some friction against his dick.

Mum moved her legs to wrap around Peter when he made another large groan and stopped suddenly. My mum looked as confused as I was. Peter stood up again, cum running down his softening dick.

"Wow, that was amazing again!" he sounded a little tired. "I love that pussy!"

Mum's legs were still in the air and her cunt flowed with a new load of Peter's cum. He'd lasted less time than the first effort.

Peter reached down and began pulling his underwear and trousers back up. Mum slowly lowered her legs and forced a smile.

"Yeah, that was fun. I didn't realise I was so arousing"

"Oh yeah lady, you're fucking hot! But now I gotta run! Sorry, I have to work tomorrow."

"What?"

"Oh I thought I mentioned it, yeah I got work in the morning. But I'll hit you up online soon!"

And with that he did up his pants, leaned down, kissed mum, and then walked out of the room.

I kept watching mum as I heard him walk out and the door shut behind him. I thought she'd be devastated. There she was, looking thoroughly ravaged with her hair messed up, her cunt open and matted with the cum of the boy who had just walked out the door.

Instead she just smiled. I saw her hand lazily stroke across her swollen clit and down over her sopping wet cunt lips. She shivered a little as she did so, then chuckled.

"Heh heh, you should have charged him for that, Di you old whore," she said to herself.

She stood up and began to remove the rest of the dress up over her head. Doing this caused the rest of Peter's cum to run down her legs. She looked down at it, now standing in only her bra.

Mum glanced up and straight at her full length mirror. She took two steps toward it then squatted down, her knees wide. I watched as my mother pulled at her cunt lips, opening her used fuckhole. She began softly moaning, enjoying playing with her used pussy.

Chunks of white cum spilled out of my mother's pussy and onto the carpet, but she kept playing. Tugging on her lips, pinching her clit and sometimes pushing a finger inside. Soon there was a very visible wet patch on the carpet. The whole time her eyes were fixed on her own sex parts, this wasn't masturbation it was teasing and exposing herself to... well, herself.

Finally she stood up.

"That was good whore, but save it all for tomorrow night. Then you can be fucked like a real slut," Mum nodded at her reflection before she reached out and hit the light switch.

I stayed listening for a while. I heard her get into bed, some light rustling and a short moan which signalled that she was still touching herself. Then silence. I waited until I was sure she was asleep then made my quietly out of the house.

As I went to leave I heard a noise and looked towards the source. Mum's neighbour was unlocking his door. He glanced at me and I waved, I'd known Burt for a while. He was older than Mum by ten years or so and lived alone.

I didn't want to talk to him but he smiled and said: "You're out late ain't ya?"

"Oh yeah couldn't sleep so went for a walk, thought I'd drop something in to mum's mailbox on the way" What're you doing out so late?"

"Oh much the same, don't sleep in long spells these days. I thought I saw you earlier but it was young feller, came and jumped in a taxi a while ago".

"Not sure who that was Burt, I'll ask mum next time I see her. I better get going any way, see ya later!"

"Yeah see ya. You should come round for tea some time!"

"I will Burt, thanks," I waved my goodbye and headed home. Tonight had been interesting but I had to prepare for tomorrow.