Lisa’s Mom enjoys bondage and anal, just like her daughter

I was a very lucky man to have the girlfriend that I did. Lisa was a virgin when I met her, but she was a repressed catholic school girl ready to bust out at the seams… and at the age of 19, I was ready to do some busting, too.

She may not have been the physical ideal that most men hope for, but most men don’t know what they’re missing. She was what you might call “overweight,” but that meant that no matter how hard I pounded into her during sex, there was always a soft landing. She had a gorgeous face, and the way she sucked my cock was nothing short of glorious. She also liked it rough and kinky, which is where the interesting stuff really started… not with Lisa, but with her mom, Lynne.

Lisa lived with her mother and grandmother. Lynne, her mother, had been divorced for quite some time, and her grandfather had taken his own life (in my opinion, to get away from her grandma). It was a month or so before we were going to get our own apartment, and Lisa and her grandma were going away to Oklahoma for a week, to catch up with some family. Lynne was never that close to that side of the family, so she was going to be alone for that week. At least, we thought she was, until she called me Monday, about the time that Lisa and her grandma’s plane landed in Oklahoma.

“Scott?” she asked, sounding very depressed, “Could you come over? I don’t usually have the house all to myself, and I’m a little… nervous, I guess. Just for a little while?”

I didn’t mind. Lynne was a fun person to hang around, and she was very pretty. The opposite of Lisa’s body type, she was slim, almost too slim, but she’d had a breast-job done to impress her ex-husband. Lisa was fond of reminding me that her mom’s DD tits weren’t real… I really didn’t mind. I actually kind of liked the fact that she was willing to do that to herself to appeal more to men.

So, after getting a few things done around the house, I drove over. It was starting to rain on the drive, and because it was the rainy season, I knew that a thunderstorm and a tornado watch were both imminent. I was glad I was going over, because I knew that Lynne didn’t have much tolerance for “scary” weather.

When I got there, I was partially soaked by the downpour as I ran to the front porch of the house, and Lynne had obviously been waiting for me by the window, because before I could so much as knock, she had the door open, and was pulling me in.

“Oh, Scott… if I’d have known it was going to start raining, I’d never have called!” she said. She had a towel waiting for me, and I was trying to get the water out of my eyes and hair.

“It’s fine, Lynne, really…” I said. “I don’t mind driving in the rain.” I pulled the towel away from my face, and my eyes almost came out.

She was wearing a filmy, silky, see-through robe, over a very lacy set of bra and panties. The big, fluffy slippers almost, but didn’t quite, ruin the image. I’d had thoughts about Lynne’s body for quite some time, but then again, I was 19… I had thoughts about screwing toast.

“Um,” I said… but Lynne took the towel, and rushed off to put it in the laundry, giving me a good look at her ass as she went. Not a lot of meat, there, but it moved very well.

“It’s just that the house is so empty, and quiet, and then there’s the storm,” she was saying, from two rooms away. I just sort of stood there, for a minute, then took off my jacket and hung it to dry by the door. Lynne came back in and smiled at me, and we went into the living room and sat on the couch.

Almost on cue, there was a lightning strike nearby, and the lights went out. Lynne jumped, right into my arms… and those beautiful (even if artificial) breasts were pushing against my chest, and I kind of lost another couple of seconds.

By :Dracthyus

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