“You’re Welcome sweetheart… oh! Before I forget, Ms. Kowalski, next door, got a new computer, and she asked if you could help her set it up?” Mom was getting up to her feet and walking into the kitchen.
“Um, ya sure, when?”
“Right after school, just head there when you get home.”
“Ok” I grabbed my bag as my sister came down the stairs. “Bye Lacy” I said as she darted past me.
“Bye sweetie, have a good day.” Mom yelled after me.
“Bye mom!” and I headed out the door.
Ms Kowalski was our next door neighbor, a widow I think. I never asked, but her husband wasn’t around anymore. She was older, in her 60s, but I wasn’t sure of her exact age. Her name was Mariola. She was from Poland and spoke English fine, but had kind of a thick accent. She was very good looking for her age, with blonde hair and huge tits. Whenever I saw her I’d stare at them and wondered if they were fake. It was possible because she had a home gym and kept her body in good shape, so she may the type to get a boob job too, but I really didn’t care.
I helped her with things quite a bit, usually small stuff, like helping her carry in something she brought home. But occasionally she would ask for a bigger favor like putting up Christmas decorations. She always gave me a couple bucks for these things, but $5 was not nearly enough for 2hrs of putting up lights. Then again I was doing it to be nice, and because mom said to.
My mom was always saying how much of a Saint Ms Kowalski was because she took care of her granddaughter with ALS. Her name was Kelly, and she was a couple years older than me. Apparently when she was diagnosed, her mother decided that she wouldn’t be able to handle it, and left her with Kelly’s grandmother, Mariola. I don’t know much about the disease, but I heard that she had a pretty fast on-setting case. In only a couple years she was already paralyzed and bedridden. She could speak, but it was difficult. I felt bad because she had been living in another state, and once she moved here she was already sick enough that she couldn’t attend school, so she had no friends.
Walking home after school, I walked past my house and went directly next door to Ms Kowalski’s. She answered, wearing spandex work out clothes, she was sweating.
“Oh hi Adam!” She pronounced it like it was ‘Ah-Dom’.
“Hi Mariola” she always insisted I just call her by her first name. “My mom said you needed help setting up a new computer?”
“Yes, please come in.” Her top was tight and low cut showing amazing cleavage. She turned to lead the way. She was wearing tights that showed her body very well. Problem was, it wasn’t that great. She definitely wasn’t fat or anything like that, she just had a flat ass, no curves.
“Hey Kelly!” I said. She was sitting in a wheel chair in the living room watching TV.
“Hi.. Adam.” She spoke slowly. She was actually VERY pretty, if she was still in school she would be very popular and probably have a boyfriend. She was watching some teen drama show.
“Please, don’t get up.” I joked, both her and Mariola laughed.
“Here it is” she took me into her home office, where the computer was still in the box. “Do you need me to do anything?”
“No, it shouldn’t take too long, I’ll get you once it’s ready.” She left the room, and I got to work. It wasn’t that I was super tech-savvy, I was just better than her. Set up was easy, I put it together on her desk, and then installed the software she wanted. “Mariola its done!” I called for her.
I had her sit at the desk, and I stood next to her, while I explained things. Naturally I kept looking down her shirt. I’m not sure why, it wasn’t like I could see anything really, it was just fun I guess.. Until she looked up and caught me. I immediately looked back up at the monitor, she didn’t say anything so maybe she hadn’t noticed.
“Adam, thank you so much for your help. I’d like to pay you something, but unfortunately I don’t have any money on me.”
“Oh it’s ok, it was nothing really.” I’d live without $5.
“But I can do something else that a boy your age would probably like more anyways.. ” She reached up and placed a hand on the tent in my pants.
“Oh my God! I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean for that… I didn’t know!..” I was genuinely embarrassed, but I had become complacent. I rarely got unexpected boners anymore since I was getting my pipes cleaned so often. And whenever I did get hard, I simply asked mom to take care of it, so I never really needed to hide them. But then again, I’ve been at school all day, and by now I would’ve already gotten my after school BJ, but I hadn’t yet. Regardless, I had been checking out Mariola’s massive rack and had gotten a hard on and she noticed, that’s all there was to it.
“Oh hush! It’s ok Adam, I saw you looking at these” she cupped both breasts, “and you got turned on, it’s perfectly normal. And honestly I’m flattered that a boy like you would be checking me out, I’m old enough to be your grandmother!” She laughed.
“Well ya, but I mean, you have a really nice body…” I was trying to defend myself.
“Yes, I try to stay in shape. I still enjoy having sex when I go on dates. But I think you are too young for sex… so if you’d like a blow job as thanks, I’d be happy to…” She placed her hand back on my bulge and began rubbing it.
“A blow job is one helluva ‘thank you’” I joked.
“I love sucking a man’s penis, it makes me feel sexy, and I love the taste. I always blow men as ‘thanks’… delivery men, repair men, sometimes door to door salesmen if I’m really in the mood.” I couldn’t believe that she was this kind of woman! Still blowing guys at her age, and that many of them!
“Can I see your tits too?” Man, I really had become more confident. The request seemed to surprise her a little. But without saying anything she looked down, grabbed the bottom of her tight workout shirt and pulled it up and over her head.
“You want to see these?” She dropped the shirt to the ground, and began playing with them. They were gorgeous. They didn’t look fake, but they also looked too nice for a woman in her 60s. Her ass may have been so-so, but her stomach was flat and toned. She looked up at me and took my hand, placing it on a tit. I began kneeding it’s meat like a plaything. “Now this.” She reached up with both hands and undid my pants, pulling them down to my thighs. My hard dick had already worked it’s way through the opening in the front of my boxers.
I had only ever done things with my mother, and she was vocal, telling me what to do. So I KNEW what I could get away with, and what she liked. But Mariola was new, and I wasn’t sure how to proceed. Luckily for me, she was decisive and went to work.
She pushed my prick upward, leaned in and sucked one of my balls into her mouth. She rolled it around with her tongue, then spit it out and sucked the other one. She did this while slowly stroking my shaft with her hand. My mother never played with my balls this way, it felt great. She switched the balls back and forth a few times then pointed my dick at her face.
She inspected it for a moment, pre-cum oozed out and she licked it off with just the tip of her tongue. She held the base of my cock with her right hand, pointed it upward and licked underneath. She started her tongue at my scrotum and slowly licked up the underside of my shaft. When she reached the head she opened her mouth and slid me inside. She pushed down until she reached her fist, then pulled back, sliding her hand up with her. She began bobbing her head and hand at the same pace.
I just stood there with my eyes closed savoring the feeling of my cock in a new mouth. Then my eyes shot open. It was nothing bad, but she surprised me by taking her left hand and fondling my balls while continuing to suck my dick. I was about to cum, and it was going to be great!
“I’m going to cum.” I said softly, not wanting Kelly to hear. My mom never required a warning, but she had told me that it was a good idea to let other girls know before I blew my load, that way they didn’t gag or spit it up.
Mariola sped up, and seconds later I came with a whispered grunt. The first shot didn’t necessarily surprise her, but I think the quantity that continued to spew out of me did. She had to take me out of her mouth, but I was still cumming. She pointed my prick at her chest and kept jerking me off. We were both watching my cock shoot streams of creamy jizz all over her tits.
When I finished she gave me a final stroke, very slow and tight, pushing out what remained inside me. Then she did something unexpected. She grabbed her breasts and began playing with them, squeezing them, rubbing my cum all over. It was almost as if she forgot that I was still there. She had one in each hand, cupping them, pinching each nipple; and then, out of nowhere, she just leaned forward and let me slide back in her mouth.
She bobbed back and forth with my dick sliding in and out of her mouth, still pinching her nipples. I couldn’t believe it, I may actually cum again! I could feel it building up already. My mom had gotten me there pretty quickly after cumming before, but never immediately after. It wasn’t that Mariola wasn’t doing anything special, I think I was just really horny from having tried a new mouth, and also turned on by watching her play with her huge cum covered tits.
I grabbed her head and took over. I began fucking her face, and She just kept pinching herself. I felt my orgasm coming up inside of me and I picked up my speed. My eyes were closed and I completely forgot that I was inside this woman’s mouth, because I started pulling her head into me while ramming my cock down her throat. Faster and harder until I came. I yanked my prick out and sprayed my second load on her chest right on top of my first one. She held her tits and smiled, watching me coat them for a second time. I stroked myself as I came, and jerked every last drop out. Then, I don’t know what came over me, I grabbed her head and fed my cock back in.
“Clean it.” I told her. I was pretty clean, nothing had really gotten on me, but she did as she was told, and she sucked. She slowly slid me out, her lips tight around my shaft, sucking off everything. Then ‘POP’, the head came out of her mouth, shiny and clean.
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