Matt and the Cougars Ch. 02

Literotic asexstories – Matt and the Cougars Ch. 02 by Frederick Carol,Frederick Carol Matt and the Cougars — Ch. 02All characters involved in sexual activities are 18 or older

* * * * *I woke next morning, disoriented for a moment at not being in my own bed, but memory cut in. Shit! I really had finally fucked my own mother, and it had been great! But she wasn’t in bed with me now, dammit. Then the bedroom door opened and she came in carrying a mug of coffee, presumably for me, as she was dressed in her go-to-work clothes. She put the coffee down on the bedside cabinet and bent to give me a quick, hot kiss. “Sorry, honey, but I need to get going.”

“Okay, Mom, I understand. Tonight?”

“Tonight? Well, tonight we’ll fuck again, and this time we’ll have time to play, to experiment. Not only that, but I should have my new diaphragm so you can fuck me bareback.” She grinned at me. “Be thinking about what you’d like to do tonight,” she added. “For now, though, honey, I’ll say goodbye. See you tonight.” And she was away.

I drank the coffee and then made the bed, before giving myself a quick wash. Dress was t-shirt and shorts and I resigned myself to a lonely day. It wasn’t too bad. Kevin and Jack called round just after my burger lunch and we went over to Roger’s house and shot a few hoops. About five-thirty I called it a day and headed home. Mom’s car was on the driveway so I knew she was home and I let myself into the house.

“Hi, sweetheart,” she said, as I gave her my usual kiss on the cheek. “Hey,” she said, “you’re my lover now. Don’t I rate a kiss on the lips?”

“Any time, Mom,” I said, and took her into my arms for a hot, demanding kiss.

“Wow,” she said as we broke the kiss, “a kiss like that should be followed by a fuck!” She grinned. “Want an afternoon special, honey?”

“Are you serious, Mom?” She nodded. “Yes! Oh, yes, please!”

“Come on, then, stud. Let’s go have some fun,” she said, and took my hand, leading me up the stairs. At the top she pushed me towards my bedroom. “Give me five minutes,” she said. “I need to fit my diaphragm first.”

“Okay, Mom, five it is.”

I was already more than slightly hard and after I’d stripped naked a few strokes of my cock had it hard and pulsing. I glanced at my watch. Yes, five minutes had gone, so I headed for Mom’s room, tapped on the door and went in, to find her naked on the bed with her legs already spread.

“Wow, nice boner, mister. Whatcha gonna do with it?” Mom said with a broad smile.

“Fuck you, of course,”I said, grinning.

“Well, get it over here and get started,” she said, holding out her arms. Moments later I was sliding my hardness into her wet and yielding softness. There was a soft moan and I don’t know whether it was me, Mom or both of us. She was wet, getting wetter, and it only took a couple of partial withdrawals before I was able to sink my cock to its root in her streaming pussy.

“That feels great, honey, absolutely great, so fuck me, baby, make your horny mother come like an express train.”

“Do my best, Mom. Do my best.”

“And something for you to think about while you’re fucking me. Jane Wiest is looking forward very much to having you in her bed,” she said, grinning at my pleased expression. “She told me to tell you that even if our Cougar Club doesn’t get started, she’s happy for we two to swap sons on a regular basis. Jane treated herself to a new diaphragm today as well, and she says Tony will very probably have his cock in his mom’s pussy tonight.”

“Lucky Tony,” I said, smiling down at her. “Mom? Will you be seeing Jane any time soon?”

“Yes, we’re having lunch together tomorrow,” she said, “not that it’s much of a lunch. We just get coffee to go and a Danish and sit in a little park near our offices and talk dirty,” she added, with a broad grin for me.

I laughed. “I’d love to hear that conversation. Mom, when you see Jane, show her that photo of me with a boner and tell her that was my reaction to learning that she’d welcome me in her bed.”

“You sure?”

“Yes, I am. Jane is the member of your Cougar Club that I’m most looking forward to bedding, although I have to admit I’m also looking forward to seeing Molly Binns’ tits!” Yeah, Molly has the biggest bust in the little group of football moms.

“Well, it should only be a day or so before we know whether the Carrvale Cougar Club is go or not. I think I’ll phone or text the other three later, then we can organize a meeting of we five women and the six boys. I think we’re going to have to include Natalie, too, but it’s up to her how active a participant she is.”

“She has a level head on those pretty shoulders, Mom, and I have to admit, having Jane and Natalie in bed with me, well, the thought just blows my mind!” Yeah, the thought of the two slender lovelies sharing my attention had a huge appeal.

“Want me to mention that to Jane tomorrow?”

“Please, Mom.”

“Okay, I will, but now? Let’s fuck, baby!” So we did, no special tricks or moves, but we came to a very satisfying mutual climax a little later, helped a little by Mom sliding her hand between us and tickling her clit as we neared our peaks.

I eased myself out of her, and rolled over onto my back beside her, leaning over to give her a warm and loving kiss. “Thanks, Mom, that was wonderful.” A pause. “Mom?”

“Yes, honey?”

“What’s for dinner? If you’re going to keep on draining me like this, I’m going to need fuel.”

She laughed. “I don’t really feel like cooking tonight, so how about us phoning for a takeaway?”

“Sounds like a plan, Mom.

“What, though? Pizza? Indian? Chinese? Thai?”

“I could tackle any of those, Mom, but tonight, I think Chinese appeals to me most.”

“Okay, honey, Chinese it is. Now, though? Shower?

“Yes!”

Half an hour later, washed, dried, we separated to our own bedrooms to dress for the evening. Hoping that we’d be fucking again before too long, I left off my undershorts, donning a pair of loose shorts and a t-shirt, easily removed for a fuck. Barefoot, I went back to the sitting room and lounged on the couch.

When Mom came in she was wearing a robe I’d never seen before, a kimono, knee-length, silk, a brilliant turquoise, clinging to her body, her erect nipples making interesting accents. I reckoned the outfit deserved appreciation and gave Mom a wolf-whistle and a ‘Wow!’ She looked me over.

“Undershorts?” she asked.

I shook my head. “Commando,” I said, and Mom grinned.

I laughed to myself. Well, if we opted to play again it would take about three seconds for us to be ready. We studied the Jade Garden’s takeaway menu for a few minutes, but when Mom picked up the phone to order it was for our usual choice of a selection for two, with extra water chestnuts and a couple of sachets of soy sauce. Delivery was promised within the hour, so Mom prepared a text message for Molly, Mary and Eloise. Her phone pinged with an incoming message after a couple of minutes and she read the message quickly.

Just then, there was a ring at the door.

“I’ll get it, Mom,” I said and got to my feet.

“If it’s the takeaway, there’s a couple of dollars for a tip on the hall table.”

“Okay,”

it was the takeaway, and I took the bag from the delivery girl, a pretty blonde I’d seen a couple of times before, and gave her the two dollar tip which she took with a smile and an ‘Enjoy!’ An hour later, we were back in the sitting room, takeaway and a dessert of ice-cream duly consumed. Mom turned to me.

“Matt, honey, we still haven’t looked at the photos we took last night. Can we do that now?”

“Heck! I’d forgotten!” I laughed. “How on earth did I forget something like that? I’ll just get the card out of the camera. Just as well our video recorder has an SD card reader built into it. Saves having to connect up my laptop.”

Five minutes later I sat down beside her on the couch, instead of taking my usual chair. I grinned at her. “We might get turned on. This way we’re ready if we want to play.”

She laughed. “Good thinking, son. Okay, let’s get started!”

The first few shots were of Mom giving me my blowjob, and I thought a couple of them were particularly good, especially one of Mom on the upstroke, about half of my cock gleaming wetly in the image. The shots of me eating Mom out were next, but they didn’t really show anything, although I thought Mom looked good naked on her back with my face buried between her thighs.

Then it was time for the shots of us fucking. I was especially pleased with one shot which showed my cock halfway into Mom, and I’d caught a look of eager anticipation on her face.

“I look like I’m enjoying myself, don’t I?” she said, grinning at me.

“Well, I don’t look like I’m suffering either, do I?” I retorted.

The next but-one-shot was one of the pussy shots, and Mom gasped, seeing her vagina slightly open, her labia flushed, and a gleam of pussy juices. No semen, of course, because I’d been using a condom.

Mom took a deep breath, and turned to me. “Wanna fuck, honey?”

“Please, Mom, yes!”

“I want you to fuck me doggy style,” she said, “I’ll kneel on the couch and you stand and fuck me from behind. You’ll get deeper doing it that way,” she said, standing and stripping off her kimono, then kneeling on the cushion, her hands lightly grasping the back cushion. She glanced back over her shoulder at me, naked now, erect, lining up my target and in a moment or two I took a light grasp of Mom’s hips, followed moments later by the wonderful sensation of a warm, wet pussy swallowing my cock until I was rooted in her up to my balls. Mom glanced back over her shoulder again and blew me a kiss.

“Okay, baby, let’s fuck, and if you can manage to play with my tits while we do, I’d appreciate it.”

Well, I could, I did, and Mom moaned softly in appreciation then moved her left hand between her legs and stroked her clit – yes, she’s left-handed — helping herself on her trip to ecstasy.

Which didn’t take a whole lot longer and thanks to her self-stimulation, we came almost simultaneously, maybe three or four seconds apart, my jizz blasting into her depths while her pussy did its best to drain me.

Gradually, we stilled, slowly our breathing returned to something approaching normal and I eased myself out of Mom’s pussy, collapsing next to her on the couch. She bent over to kiss me and we shared a long, sweet kiss. Eventually, she broke it and stood.

“I need the bathroom, honey. You’re running out! I’ll bring a wash cloth and towel back with me to wipe your cock and balls. Won’t be a moment, honey.” True to her word, she was back almost straight away with a warmly damp wash cloth and towel and it was the work of moments to clean myself up.

“Any thoughts on what to do next, honey?” said Mom, and I grinned.

“Stay naked, make out together on the couch, and find something on the television that doesn’t require concentration.”

“Sounds like a plan!”

So that’s what we did, kissing and cuddling, and halfway paying attention to a re-run of ‘Galaxy Quest’ on the television. The movie finished at ten-forty and by eleven ten we were tucked up in bed together.

“I don’t think I have enough left in me to fuck you again, Mom, not tonight, but there will be other times, so goodnight, Mom. Sleep well. Love you, Mom.”

“Love you, too, baby.” She kissed me, quick, light. “Goodnight, honey. Sweet dreams.”

I gave her a friendly leer. “Yeah! You, too.” Five minutes later we were sound asleep.

Next morning, I woke before Mom’s alarm went off, got up and peed, then went back to lie beside Mom. She woke when the alarm went off and smiled at me, then rubbed against me like a kitten. I pressed against her with my erection. She grinned.

“Do you need to pee, or is that for me?”

“This is for you, Mom, I peed before your alarm went off.”

“Just a minute, then, while I put my diaphragm in.”

“Hurry.”

She was back in moments. About to get back into bed, she paused when I held up my hand to stop her. I held up her phone.

“Take another shot of me for Jane,” I said. “A close-up, this time, and tell her, truthfully, that at the very moment you took the picture I was imagining sliding it into her pussy.”

She laughed, took the phone and moments later we were examining her photo. I nodded.

“Yes, Mom, that will do very nicely. Be sure to tell Jane what I said.”

“I will, honey, but for now, get over here and slide it into my pussy.” Which I did, bringing her to a crashing climax fifteen minutes later. She kissed me, hot and hard, then eased herself out of bed.

“A quick shower, then I have to get moving. It’s a good job we have some flexibility in our working hours at Hatton and Kay.” Fifteen minutes later she was gone and I started my Mom-free day with my own shower. I can usually manage to entertain myself for a day and I drew some mandalas, just for fun, met up with Kevin for lunch — pizza — and wandered off home in time to be waiting for Mom when she came in from work. After all, there might be another afternoon special on offer!

I gave Mom a hot, hard kiss when she came in, and she pressed briefly against me before breaking away with a wink and a ‘later!’.

“Beef and mushroom casserole for dinner, honey?”

“Please, Mom.”

“Well, I’d better get it started then,” she said, and took herself off to the kitchen. Belatedly, I remembered I’d asked her to show Jane Wiest her photo of my erection and followed her into the kitchen, where I dropped into one of the chairs. I grinned at her.

“Did you show Jane the photograph?”

“You mean the one of your erection?”

“That’s the one, yes.”

“Yes, I did. She said to tell you that it made her wet. So wet, in fact that you and I are invited along for lunch and an afternoon and evening of fun and frolics, tomorrow. The Wiest-Johansen sub-group of the Carrvale Cougar Club are starting operation tomorrow. I assume you approve?”

“If it means I get to sink my cock into Jane’s pussy then yes, of course I approve.” Just the thought of it excited me.

“Possibly Natalie’s as well, if you’re lucky.”

“Sheesh, Mom, will I live?” But hey! What a way to go.

“I certainly hope so. I’m not finished with you yet. Right, I’ll get this in the oven. Dinner at seven, okay?”

“Sure thing, Mom. What do we do until seven?” I asked hopefully..

“Well, I have to send a text to the other cougars and organize a meeting, to discuss forward options. Mark Binns and Juan Juarez have both opted out for the moment, as they both have steady girlfriends, but Eloise says she wants in even though Juan has opted out. Jane and I both vote yes on that.”

“Me, too, if I have a vote?”

“I think you do. Okay, message time,” she said and took her phone from her purse, opening up Messenger and starting to key in her message. After she’d sent the message, she dialed a number and held the phone to her ear. I wondered idly who she was ringing.

“Hi, Jane. Did I interrupt something?” she asked, and I think she was fighting a laugh. But I knew now who she had phoned, Jane Wiest. I couldn’t hear Jane’s reply, but Mom was grinning.

“Can you come along to my place three o’clock on Sunday?” said Mom. “I’m asking Molly, Mary and Eloise along as well, so we can discuss the launch of the Cougar Club.”

Again, Jane’s reply was inaudible to me.

“Not quite, but there are only a couple of minor points to clear up and we can do that on Sunday. So, are you free?”

Another inaudible reply.

“Yes, just you, this time. Tony and Natalie when we meet up again with the boys there as well.”

Grinning, Mom put her phone down. She turned to me.

“Honey, can you make yourself scarce on Sunday afternoon, at three? The other cougars are coming round to discuss our way forward.”

“Sure thing, Mom. I’ll stay in my room and watch porn or something.”

“Yeah, you do that. Build up a nice erection for me for when the others have gone.”

I grinned. “I can do that, definitely. But what are we going to do now?”

Mom thought for a moment. “How about just stripping naked and cuddling on the couch? We’re going to Jane’s tomorrow, and she’ll be hoping for a fuck from you, so we’ll just fuck once this evening, keep your pump primed for Jane. We don’t want you so far gone you can’t get it up for her, do we?”

“We most definitely do not, but stripping naked and cuddling on the couch definitely appeals. Do you want to watch some porn?”

“I don’t think so, I prefer that we make our own.”

“Do you have a dildo, Mom?”

She laughed. “Yeah, I do, three of them, actually. Why, do you want to use one on me? I’d like it if you did.”

“Mom, I’d love to use one on you, yes, and take a photo of it in your pussy, too.”

“We’re going to have to be careful with these photos. I think we need to download sex photos from our phones and store them on the network drive you set up.”

“I can do that tomorrow morning, before we go along to Jane’s.”

“Yes, do that. Now, though, let’s go up and strip, and then come back down and we’ll play.”

I laughed. “Yes, let’s do that, and bring your favorite dildo down, too.”

We went upstairs holding hands, surprisingly comfortable with each other. In my bedroom I stripped off my few clothes, added a few dabs of my rarely used cologne and trotted back downstairs to the sitting room, taking a seat on the couch instead of my usual armchair. It wasn’t long before Mom came in, beautifully naked. I indicated a spot next to me and Mom duly sat where I’d suggested, leaning into my kiss as she sat.

A warm kiss rather than a hot kiss, but I could feel the love in it. Yes, and the lust, too. She held up the dildo and I grinned.

“Nice color, Mom.” It was a lurid lime green, translucent. I frowned slightly. “Mom?” I said.

“Yes, honey?”

“If we’re only going to fuck once this evening, do you want me now, or later, when we go to bad?”

“Either suits me, honey, but what about you?”

“I know we thought about me using the dildo on you, but can we do that in bed, later.”

“If that’s what you want, honey, then yes, of course we can. But what about now?”

I grinned. “Now? What I’d like now is to watch you get yourself off with the dildo, maybe take a photo or two, then, once you’ve recovered, fuck you in a position of your choice.”

Mom grinned back at me. “Sounds like a plan, honey. Get your camera!”

It was a slow and sensual experience, Mom getting herself off with the dildo, and it surprised me with how long she took before she actually slid it into her pussy, because she’d sucked it, teased her nipples hard with it, stroked her slit with it, and only when she’d got herself completely primed, only then did she slide it into herself, obviously enjoying the feel of it in her streaming depths. I must have taken fifteen or twenty photographs of her self-stimulation.

She established a rhythm, steady, firm, using the full length of the dildo, teasing her clit with her free hand, gradually bringing herself up the slope of climax and plunging over the top, shaking in ecstasy as her pussy tried its best to crush the synthetic intruder, her whole body shaking. Slowly, slowly, she calmed, until she felt only the occasional tremor. There must have been a look of awe on my face as I watched her.

“Mom,” I said, “that was absolutely fucking awesome!”

“I think it was more intense because I had an audience, I don’t usually come quite that hard, although I always manage to get myself off when I use a dildo.” She grinned. “Though I have to say, I prefer a nice hard cock with a warm man attached.”

I grinned back at her and gestured towards my erection, hot and hard before me. “Well, we’re here. Where and how do you want us?”

“This time, I think I want to ride you, but first, I need my diaphragm. Back in a moment, honey,” she said, easing the dildo out and getting to her feet. “Sit yourself down, I’ll be straight back.”

I sat down where Mom had been, keeping myself erect, my hand lightly stroking my erection.

“No need for foreplay after that orgasm I just gave myself,” Mom said with a grin for me, when she came back. “Slide yourself forward a little, honey, while I climb aboard.” I duly moved so that my ass was poised on the edge of the couch. Mom moved forward, moving so that she knelt astride me, her pussy just above my cock. Slowly, she lowered herself, and I moved slightly so that my cock was in position, and I stifled a gasp as I felt her wet softness envelop me.

It was only moments before her bottom rested on my thighs, my cock filling her pussy. She leaned forward and kissed me, quick, light, and squeezed down on me with her pussy muscles. I groaned, then laughed.

“I love it when you do that, Mom.”

“Very pleasant for me too,” she said, “it’s nice feeling a hard cock in my pussy.”

“It’s very nice feeling a tight pussy around my cock,” I said, “very nice.”

“I have no idea whether Jane is tight or loose,” she said, “but I suspect you’re eager to find out.”

“Very, and less than twenty-four hours before I’ll know for sure.”

“And I’ll know how big Tony is.”

“No idea how big he is when he’s hard, but he and I are pretty much the same size, dormant.”

“Well, I’m looking forward to finding out for myself, baby, but for now, let’s fuck!”

“Yes, ma’am,” I said, raising my hands to cup her tits. She moaned softly and began to move, lifting until she almost lost me, then sinking to fill herself again, letting out a little gasp as my thumbs rubbed over her nipples, her very erect and hard nipples.

“I’m getting close, honey.”

“Go for it, Mom, have a good one,” I said, stretching up to give her a quick kiss.

“Oh! Oh, fuck, I’m coming!” And her climax hit her, almost savage in its intensity, her pussy clamping down on my erection, her body shaking.

Somehow, I don’t know how, she kept moving, rewarded a dozen or so strokes later by my gasped “Oh, fuck, Mom, I’m coming too!” And then I was driving up into her, my hands tight now on her hips, holding her in place as I blasted my jizz into her pussy.

Moments that intense can’t last, of course, and she collapsed forward into my embrace, her head on my chest, her pussy still trying to squeeze the last drop from my now-softening cock. We were both gasping for breath, our lungs working to extract oxygen from the air, sweat on our faces, sweat pooling at our join.

Gradually we stilled, and she eased herself upright, still sitting on my shrinking erection. I stretched up and kissed her, then grinned.

“A tad intense there, Mom, but it was good.”

“Better than just good, baby, much better.”

“Yes, it was.” I yawned suddenly, and she laughed.

“I’m tiring my fit young football-playing son out with my demands, aren’t I?”

“Small price to pay for the best sex I’ve ever had.”

“How many times have you had sex? And with how many partners?” she said.

“Three partners, Mom, and seven incidences of intercourse.”

“I won’t ask you who, but can I assume you enjoyed it?”

“I certainly did, Mom, but not as much as I’ve enjoyed fucking you.”

“Well, I have had a little more experience than your girlfriends would have had.”

“Absolutely, Mom. It was their first time for two of the girls. I know that for a fact because it was me that got their cherries.” I yawned again and Mom glanced at her watch.

“It’s only nine-thirty, but do you want to go to bed now?”

I thought for a moment, then shook my head. “Let’s go at ten. But I think we both need a wipe down first. I’ll get the wash cloth and towel,” I said, quickly suiting my actions to my words after Mom disengaged herself from my cock. Cleaning ourselves was the work of moments, and I returned the wash cloth and towel to our downstairs bathroom.

“Do you want a glass of wine?” Mom asked when I returned, but I shook my head.

“No thanks, Mom, but I will have a beer. I think there are still three in the refrigerator.”

“Good thinking. I’ll have one as well, instead of the wine.”

“Do you want it in a glass, or shall I just bring the bottle?”

“Just the bottle will do fine, honey.”

I was back in moments with the two bottles and I quickly screwed the caps off then passed one to Mom. She held her bottle up.

“A toast, son. To hard cocks and wet pussies and a successful Cougar Club.”

“Yes! To hard cocks, wet pussies and a successful Cougar Club,” I said, clinking my bottle against hers. The beer was light, cold and very refreshing and we spent the next forty minutes in idle conversation, taking the occasional pull at our beers, and wandered off to bed at about ten-twenty. Washed, teeth brushed, we climbed into bed. Mom took her dildo out from under the pillow and brandished it. “Now, or in the morning?”

“If you don’t mind, Mom, in the morning. We can get you all warmed up ready for Tony to fuck you tomorrow afternoon. I think just seeing Jane naked will be all I need to get started.”

“You might get to see Natalie naked as well.”

“I hope so. She looks great in a bikini, so I expect she will look equally great naked.”

“We’ll find out soon enough so kiss me goodnight and let’s settle ourselves for the night.”

I did, we did, and anyone checking her bedroom ten minutes later would just have found two sleeping figures. That it was a mother and son, both naked, and that the son was cupping his mother’s breast might have raised a few eyebrows, but we were out for the count.

* * * * *Well, that’s the end of part 2 and yes, there’s more to come! Constructive criticism welcomed and remember to give me an address to reply to if you ask a question. Please vote, too. Go on it’s only a couple of mouse clicks!