Matt and the Cougars Ch. 05 by Frederick Carol

Matt and the Cougars Ch. 05 by Frederick Carol

Explore the steamy fifth chapter of the adult sex story "Matt and the Cougars". Join Matt as he continues his erotic adventures with older women in this thrilling tale of passion and desire.<br/>

All characters involved in sexual activities are 18 or older* * * * *Next day was quiet, being by myself. The other guys had taken a drive north to where there was a skateboard park, but I just didn’t have the skill that some of the others did so wasn’t bothered about missing out. I contented myself with catching up on my emails and reading a few stories on Literotica, then went for a walk late afternoon.

I lost track of the time a little so that I was out when Mom got home from the office, but got home about twenty minutes later and gave her my now usual hot kiss, returned in kind.

“What’s for dinner, Mom?” I asked, having worked up an appetite.

“How about something simple?”

“Fine by me,, Mom, any suggestions?”

“I was thinking I could thaw that diced turkey we have in the freezer and do a stir-fry with some noodles. We have onion and red capsicum, and there’s a sachet of black bean stir-fry sauce in the cupboard. Should only take a half-hour, tops.”

“Great, Mom, go for it!”

We both enjoyed the result of Mom’s efforts, followed by coffee and cookies. After dinner, we went into the sitting room. Mom did a check of the television program guide, but nothing appealed so she popped a light classical CD in the player and we both relaxed. Then she turned to me.

“So, son, how did it go with Mary last night?” she said, prompting a wide grin from me.

“It went very well with Mary last night. After she let me in she took me through to her sitting room and made me sit down. You know she used to teach geography at the high school?”

“Yes, I knew that.”

“Well, she said she was going to ask me some geography questions. If I got the answer right, she’d remove an item of clothing, but if I got it wrong, it would be me that had to remove something. I don’t know how long she’d worked on the questions but it seemed like we were alternating and when I took my last item of clothing off, all Mary had left was her panties, and she asked me to remove them for her, and when I did I found she’d stuck a post-it note onto her pussy, with an arrow pointing down, and a note saying ‘insert penis here and fuck until satisfied’.” He grinned. “So I did.”

Mom laughed. “Sounds like quite a fun session.”

“Oh, it was, Mom. That first time, we just fucked plain vanilla missionary, but when she got me hard again she rode me and asked me to play with her tits, and she has very nice tits, Mom, a bit like yours, but slightly bigger, I think, with long nipples. She likes having her nipples sucked.” I laughed. “I was more than happy to oblige.”

“So my friend Mary gave my son a good time, then?”

“Your friend Mary gave your son a fucking great time, Mom, absolutely fucking great. I’m definitely looking forward to my next time with her, but I have Eloise tomorrow night and possibly you tonight before I even think about Mary again.”

“Me tonight, definitely, as long as it won’t cramp your style with Eloise.”

“I don’t think it will, Mom, I’m getting the feeling that the more I fuck, the more I can fuck. Weird, but that’s the way I feel.”

“More power to you if that is the case. Certainly we cougars will benefit. How about a game of Scrabble until bedtime?”

“What time is bed time?”

“Whenever we finish the Scrabble.”

“You’re on! 10 point bonus for words relating to sex?”

“Absolutely.”

Another fun game. Mom won, but only by about five points, and at ten fifteen we headed up to bed. This time we had a nice slow, relaxed fuck and a quietly intense climax, almost restful, not that an orgasm can ever be described in those terms, not really, but it felt that way, and we drifted off to sleep in relaxed, post-orgasmic lassitude, me spooning behind Mom, cupping her breast.

Next day was another quiet day for me, but in the afternoon Roger phoned and I went over to his place and we had a fun time playing two against two basketball with Kevin and Dave. Mom was home from the office when I got in and we shared our now usual hot kiss.

Next day, Friday, was another quiet day but I was surprised when my phone rang at about one-thirty. I checked the display. Ah, Natalie. I keyed the answer switch.

Hello?”

“Hi, Matt, it’s Natalie.”

“So my phone told me. What can I do for you?”

“I was just making sure someone was there. I’m going to bring your Mom’s caftan back. See you in about ten minutes?”

“I’ll be here.”

She was as good as her word and the doorbell rang about ten minutes later. I opened it to a smiling Natalie, cool and comfortable in tank top and shorts, absence of a bra evidenced by the thrust of her nipples against the tank top. She surprised me, moving straight into my arms for a kiss. Not one to waste an opportunity, I made sure it was a hot one and we were both breathing heavily when we broke it, her nipples even more in evidence. I grinned.

“Well, hello to you, too.”

“What, I should just shake your hand? Not after that lovely fuck we shared last Saturday. When I see you now, you get kissed!”

“Fine by me, sweetheart. I really enjoy kissing you.”

“Well, kiss me again, then.” So I did.

“What time does your Mom get home? I think Mom said Liz finishes early on a Friday.”

“She finishes at two, probably be home about twenty past, if she doesn’t need to stop for anything.”

“Is it okay if I wait for her? I want to thank her again for the loan of the caftan.”

“Of course it’s okay. Do you want anything to drink? Juice? Soda?”

“Some juice would be nice.”

“Go on into the sitting room and I’ll bring it through.”

It took only moments to pour two glasses of juice and I took them through, passing one to Natalie, who was sitting in one of the armchairs. I took my own seat on the couch and we chatted idly while we waited for Mom. Natalie is bright and intelligent, as well as beautiful, and it was no hardship to spend time in her company. In fact I was beginning to wonder if I should ask her out on a date.

Mom got home at just after two thirty, smiling to see Natalie waiting for her.

“I brought your caftan back, Liz. I washed it, that’s why I didn’t bring it back yesterday.”

“That was very good of you, sweetheart, but you could only have worn it for an hour or so, not enough time to get it dirty, I wouldn’t have thought.”

“Maybe not, but I feel better for having washed it.”

“Thank you, love. Did you enjoy yourself on Wednesday?”

“Do you really need to ask? You were there, you know I enjoyed it.”

“That’s true. Where’s Tony’s next liaison?”

“With Mary.”

“If it’s anything like it was for me on Wednesday, he’ll enjoy himself,” I said, laughing, “I’m trying to remember who your mom has next.”

“Peter, if I remember right,” said Natalie. “I’m just going to stay in my room. I’m not ready for anybody other than Tony or you, Matt.”

“That can only be your decision,” said Mom. “How will you occupy your time?”

“I’ve been trying to write some short stories for Literotica, I just haven’t worked up the nerve to submit anything yet.”

“Well, if you want any editorial input, let me see them. I used to be the editor of the high school newspaper and my degree is in English Language,” said Mom.

Natalie grimaced. “I’d probably be too embarrassed to show you,” she said, “but maybe, just maybe. Now, if you folks will excuse me, I’ll get myself off home,” and she was away, with a flash of long, lightly tanned leg, but came back almost at once, laughing.

“I meant to tell you. I asked Lucy when the next open day at the nude beach is, and it’s the 15th of next month. Now, this time, I am away!”

“Are we still planning on going to the nude beach, Mom?” I said as we closed the door after Natalie had gone.

“I think so, yes. I’d like to find out a bit more about naturism, and what it’s like to be naked with my friends when it’s not for sex. I wonder if we could get the whole Cougar Club to go?” she said, musing.

“There was definite interest when we talked about it at our meeting,” I said. “You ask the cougars, and I’ll ask the other cubs, eh?”

“Good thinking. No rush, though. We have a month before the Open Day. Now, I’m in a lazy mood. How about I phone for pizza for dinner?”

“Yes!”

The pizza was tasty, and we had some ice-cream for dessert, then Mom just lazed about for the evening, while I prepared for my assignation with Eloise.

“Have fun, son,” she said.

“Don’t worry, Mom, I plan to.”

“I may be in bed when you get home. Join me if you wish, but I won’t cry if you go to your own bed. Just in case, I’ll say goodnight now.”

“And goodnight to you too, Super Mom. Love you, lady,” I said, giving her a fierce, hot kiss.

“Love you tons. Now, go! Don’t keep Eloise waiting.” And I was off. It was only a few minutes walk to her house, and she opened the door as soon as I rang the doorbell. I think she must have been watching for me coming.

As soon as the door was closed behind me she moved into my arms and raised her lips for a kiss. An exploratory kiss, our mouths learning about each other, and very pleasant it was too. When we broke it she took my hand and led me up to her bedroom. Once in her bedroom she discarded her robe and lay on the bed. I smiled to myself. Another shaved pussy.

“Get naked, Matt, and then give me a good fucking. No need for foreplay, I’ve been playing with myself while I waited for you and I’m ready.”

“Yes, ma’am!” I said, and quickly stripped off my clothes, then moved over to the bed, kneeling between Eloise’s legs as she spread them for me. I moved forward, angling my cock to Eloise’s pussy but she took JT in her hand and guided me into herself. A couple of wriggles and I was balls deep in a lovely, hot, wet pussy. She kissed the end of my nose, squeezed down on me with her pussy muscles and grinned.

“Okay, baby, let’s fuck!”

They were the last words either of us spoke for ages as we concentrated on maximizing our own and our partner’s pleasure, until Eloise said, quietly, “Are you close, Matt, honey? Because I am!”

“Yes, I am, very close.”

Next thing I knew there was a tight scream in my ear and Eloise’s pussy was squeezing me as her orgasm ripped through her, stimulating my own and my hips took on the eons old rhythm of climax, as I filled Eloise’s pussy with my jizz.