Her Best Friend's Son

Her Best Friends' Son Pt. 05

And Julia makes three

Author's note:

Fifth in the series, but enjoyable as stand-alone erotica because there's scant plot, some dialogue and a lot of sex.

MP

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Julianne Stevens' iPad screen was the only light in her darkened bedroom and illuminated her astonished face. She was naked in bed, watching a video of her friend Allison Sanders, an attorney in her 40's like Julia. Allie was also naked in the video, but not in a bed. She was kneeling with her hands on her knees and her tits pushed out... licking the cock of a very young man. A magnificent cock, standing out with an upward curve, eye opening girth and a huge glans-head. The kind of head women yearn to accommodate.Allie did allude to her 18 year old lover's "natural talents."

Julia murmured, "Jesus... Allie."

Her friend's shamelessness shocked her.She says I'm the wild one, but just look at this. The risk in emailing an explicit sex-tape surprised her even more.Allie is the last person I'd ever...

But more than anything else, Julia was spellbound. Allie licked the young man's cock hands-free. Not the length of him, just the sensitive frenulum. Methodically. Adoringly, like she wanted to lick him right there that way forever. But it wouldn't last forever because Julia soon heard his breathing speed up. Soft, strained moans came from him and mixed with needy whimpers from Allie. The camera moved closer,a cell phone?until Allie's face and that cock filled the screen. Lovely face and cock, Allie licking him below the slit that seeped pre-cum as if to keep her there, doing that, until he couldn't take it anymore. Then the camera moved back and Julia could see more of them. She watched her friend's eyes widen when the cock rose from her tongue and swayed like a serpent mesmerizing his pretty prey. Allie whimpered. She held her mouth open. No serpent's flicking tongue sniffed her because he already knew her want. Instead the young man grunted, his tumescent organ jerked and ejaculated a rope of cum that splattered across Allie's mature face from her chin to her hair. Julia flinched as if feeling it land on her own face and muttered, "Fuck..." On the iPad, Allison moaned for more, he grunted again and the second jet went into her waiting mouth. Then she leaned back and the big cock pulsed jizz onto her tits and tummy until she leaned forward again to catch the final globs on her face.

Allie smiled as his cum dripped and ran. Covered.She said he'd been labeled as having hyperspermia... why there's so much.

Julia whispered in her darkened bedroom, "Jesus fuck, Allie." She watched Allie's tongue pull a glob of man-goo from her upper lip into her mouth and savor while looking up at the man she knelt before. She looked more fulfilled than she'd ever been in court.

He said, "So... fucking... beautiful."

Julia envied Allie kneeling and covered in cum, because of that look on her face. A raw look of primal fulfillment few people could comprehend.Allie... what am I seeing?

Then Allison's lover knelt and took her in his arms. Julia realized that Allie had deleted some sections to conceal his identity, but when he kissed her and suckled her cummy tits she'd only obscured his eyes so Julia could see his lips on Allie's and on her tits.

By then Julia was a voyeuristic mess drooling from her pink bits. It seeped to her taint and a tiny drop even reached her crinkled sphincter. She wanted to call Allie, but thought her friend's young lover might be spending the night and didn't.

I'll call tomorrow, when she's in the office.

Ifshe's in the office...

I wouldn't be.

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Allisonwasin her office, just later than normal, though later was getting to be the new normal. Her door was closed.

Sharon buzzed, "Ms. Stevens on two."

"I'll take it Sharon. Thank you."

She picked up her phone, "Good morning Jules."

Silence was Julia's response. Then, after a five-count, "Good morning?" Her voice exasperated. "You send me that sex-tape then say Good Morning?"

Allison said, "Join us for a long weekend?"

Julia wanted to shout yes but instead asked, "What would the ground rules be?"

"What do you mean?"

"I see you have something special with him, so what's off the table? No cock inside me... or only in my mouth... or what?" Knowing she'd come anyway, even if just to watch them, but still wanting to know.

Allison answered, "Everywhere on you Jules. Anywhere in you."

Oh.

"But you look like lovers?"

"Maybe we are." Allison replied, surprised to say it. She considered. "I guess in a way, you could say the purest kind of love. Not to claim each other. Only wanting... I think needing... to please each other."

When Julia didn't reply Allison continued, "I want him to want you that way too Jules." Her voice got even softer, "I want you that way." She wanted to make her friend scream in rapture but couldn't say it out loud.

Not yet.

But she would....

"Allie..." Julianne Stevens was a very sexual woman and bi and had the hots for Allison since law school but never really expected the attraction to be mutual.

Allison cut her off and said, "I asked him if he ever watched girl-on-girl porn and he said it was his favorite. We could give him a live show."

"I..." Julia started again.

"And I've wanted to... ever since that night in law school when you went down on me. I've wondered what you taste like."

"Oh."

"I just didn't. Trying it wasn't a thing I'd do? But now I want to experience more, maybe everything."

Silence.

"Do you want that Jules? My tongue inside you. His beautiful cock, fucking you. A no-holes-barred threesome?"

Julia's voice was barely above a whisper. "Fuck Allie, I've never had such an urge to get myself off in the office."

~~

It was almost routine. Allison would come home from the office early and Bill would stop re-landscaping her yard to devote his attention to her woman-scape. Almost routine, but they felt the summer slipping by and cherished every chance they had. He'd usually shower, inside or by the pool, but a few times when he was sweaty and dusty Allison wanted him to take her like that. Hard and fast, getting dirt and his sweat on her blouse and underthings and skin. Fucking until she was as sweaty as him.

Sometimes their lovemaking went one way, just one of them pleasuring the other.

That's what Bill planned on an afternoon late into their age-gap romance. When she came home he was showered and wearing clean clothes he'd brought from home. Khakis and a navy-blue polo no less.

Allison stopped in surprise when she saw him.He cleans up so well.

Bill took her hand and wordlessly led her to the bedroom. There he turned her to face him. When he cupped the side of her face in his hand she felt the callous and when he looked into her eyes she felt like she'd fall but for his steadying touch. She didn't fall when his hands went to the top button of her blouse and opened it. She trembled. He looked at each button when he opened it, then back to her eyes. Taking his time. Opening her, watching her reaction. By the time he opened the last button her nipples tented the crisp fabric of the blouse as if she was braless. He held her eyes as he pulled the hem from her skirt, then looked down when he pushed her shirt open.

"God... Allison." His only words so far.

"Oh." Hers.

Bill kissed her neck. Then the blush on her chest, and her cleavage.

"Oh."

He hadn't kissed her mouth and somehow she knew he wouldn't. Not until he was done.

He gently slid the blouse down her arms and placed it on the chair, then kissed her turgid nipples through the lacy bra. He suckled. Nibbled. Through the bra.

"Oh fuck... Bill."

He'd gotten quite adept at opening her bras without looking, but turned her so she faced away with her back to him. She watched in the mirror.The same mirror where he first saw my tits reflected. God...She tipped her head to the side when he bent to kiss her there, then tipped forward when he brushed her hair aside to kiss the back of her neck. And lower. He kissed the valley created between her shoulder blades when she subconsciously pushed her tits out. The shoulder blades he adored. The shoulder blades he caressed before resting his hands on her shoulders and bending lower. She felt his lips, his mouth, middle of her back, the clasp... then Allison gasped when her bra fell open with his hands still on her shoulders.

"Oh fuck..."

Bill slid the straps down her arms and placed the bra with her blouse. His hands found her hips, then moved to her stomach as she watched in the mirror. She watched her pendulous tits heave with deep breaths as he approached them. She wanted him to grab and squeeze as she'd done that first time he saw her in this mirror. She ached to be manhandled and groped.

He didn't.

He cradled her breasts, carefully, like puppies.

Allison fell into his hands emotionally and moaned when they left her hanging alone.

When their eyes met in the mirror, she saw it.He knows what he's doing to me... he fucking knows. She implored him without knowing what she wanted him to do. "Oh God Bill...?"

He pushed into her back with his hands pinned between them, undoing her skirt. When it was open he worked it down over her hips and when it fell to her feet he retrieved it to put with her other things.

Allison wore only panties.

Bill was fashionably clothed.

She was wet.

He was as hard as man gets with the need to breed... while knowing they weren't going to. Not then.I want to make her squirm on my tongue.

When he backed her to the bed, she wanted him to push her onto it. Throw her. Take her. Fuck her, while she begged "no."

But she didn't say "no."

She said "Oh" when Bill carefully lowered her to the mattress, her ass on the edge and her legs open as he stood between them. A high bed so she was level with his cock with her hole presented wet. He lifted her feet to his shoulders and looked down at her heaving chest. Allison was more aroused not knowing what he was going to do and wanting it. Wanting whatever it was. Her legs slid over his shoulders as he knelt, until her thighs were next to his face. The prestigious lawyer had soaked her panties translucent where he kissed her.

Allison softly moaned with her eyes closed.Anything.

Then his lips touched just above the lacy top of her last garment. She felt him take the hem in his teeth and tug, pulling it up her thighs as he stood, helping with his fingers, stopping every six inches to kiss the back of her legs and pausing longer at the sensitive area behind her knees where he kissed passionately with a lot of tongue. Passion felt in cunt and curling toes. When he tugged the soaked lace past those toes he dropped it from his mouth to her tummy. An adornment of her shamelessness.

Bill took the littlest toe of each foot into his mouth and gently suckled. When he kissed her soles it warmed her body. He looked down at her face as he kissed the inside of each ankle, at her tits and the blush above them and at her trembling tummy. He looked at her wet slit. The glistening destination he'd take his time reaching to extend his mature lover's exquisite agony. Allison made strained noises when he licked and kissed her legs. Inside. Past her knees, down her thighs, pushing her legs wider. She writhed when she felt his lips next to her puffy folds and felt his breath in her bush and gaping pink.Fuck...

She whispered, "Bill?" He was making her beg. Then even softer, "Jesus...Bill... please?"

He was kneeling again with her thighs on his shoulders and lower legs on his back. Relishing her want. Bill kissed each silken thigh and nipped them. Allison's legs shook. Then he pierced her hole with his tongue before dragging it up her slit and over her engorged clit. His tongue repeated its little journey, then again, just the same, and continued doing so. Savoring the satiny feel of her sex and tasting her excitement with stroke after licking stroke. Allison's lower legs rose a little with each pass like he was cranking them up, cranking her up, taking her higher until they stuck straight out from his shoulders. Knees locked. Shaking. Needing...

Bill ended the next stroke by sucking her excited bean.

"OH!" Orgasmic rapture.

Again.

"Oh Fuck."

Bill resumed full strokes to make Allison's climax continue washing through her until the body-rocking waves became ripples, then gently suckled her engorged clit until she came again more delicately.

"Oh...." Soft tits riding her heaving chest. The moment banishing her work life to a different universe.

"Bill..." She opened her eyes to find him watching her face.

"How do you know what to do," loving the way he looked at her, "with me being your first?"

He didn't need to think before answering because it was something he'd thought about a lot. "It's because you're open with me Allison. Letting me see what you feel and want. Your eyes opening wider or nipples getting stiff. Your breath getting deeper. Instead of hiding any of it you show me. Everything. You want me to see how wet you are. And you tell me what you want. I got so fucking turned on the first time you said you wanted to suck my cock, the first time you begged me to fuck you, and it's even more exciting now."

I do want him to see how wet I am. How horny I am. I was never like that before him, never that brazen. Is it because I've gone without for so long? My hunger for it? Or do horny middle aged women simply get bolder?

Allison drifted in afterglow as the thoughts spun in her head. She was still perched obscenely on the edge of the bed with her legs open. Wet. She made no move to cover herself or close her legs.He's right. When he looks I want my cunt to say "Fuck me."

He watched her and understood.

Allison said, "You're still dressed."

Bill didn't say anything, so Allison continued.

"Are you going to make me beg more?" Her hands went to her thighs and pushed them open wider.When did I lose any sense of modesty?Loving her shamelessness. "I will." She added softly. A woman willing. She shivered when she touched her clit, then pushed the finger inside and curled it to her g-spot. Working it. Silently begging for cock. Wanting to be dirty for him.

Then two fingers.

When he pulled the polo over his head she removed her fingers and extended her arms straight out on the mattress. Ready for crucifixion on his cock. He opened the khaki's and let them fall, bent over to push his briefs down, then stood straight with his cock in full tumescence. Bill stroked his length and stepped to her. Pre-cum seeped from his slit. He gathered some on a fingertip and extended it to Allison's Mouth.

She groaned with the taste she craved for mouth and cunt, then her eyes joined the begging.

Allison pushed against Bill's hard-on when he cock-slid her from head to ball-sack until he was slimy with her desire. She gulped air when he took his tool in hand and widened her thighs with his.Yes.She ached for rough impaling after that soft licking.Fuck yes.

But instead of penetrating her, Bill cock-slapped Allison's needy mess. Her juices splashed and the impact made a smacking sound. She arched her back for more.

Smack.

"Uh."

Smack.

"Uh."

Smack.

Bill admonished, "You make me so hard I hurt."

He kept smacking her. Allison's clit throbbed, her hole gaped and her strained voice wavered, "Give it to me..."

She trembled when he stopped.

Bill guided the big head into her slit, found her opening and pressed. He hoisted her thighs so he could grab her ankles and lift them straight up, then he spread her open in an obscene V. The classy attorney gripped the sheets in her extended hands and writhed on the tip of his young cock.He learnedsofucking fast.In a hoarse whisper, "Teach me not to tease you." Knowing she would tease him more.

Bill's thighs flexed as he slowly forced his girth into Allison, giving her time to take the cock that had changed her inside. Entering her body. Savoring the velvet squeeze of what was already his. Hotter than 98.6. She caressed him with her hole... until his plum found her limit.

Then he withdrew even more slowly.

She gripped the sheets. He opened her legs in a wider V. Their eyes locked. He pushed into her again and she took him with hot eyes. Needing. As Bill slowly sawed in and out of her he brought her legs together until they touched, then held them against his chest. Her breath matched his tempo. The position made her tighter on his shaft and increased the rub of his flare but she Kegel-squeezed anyway, milking him for breeding seed. Then he swung her legs sideways to the mattress and pinned them down with his hand. That put her in an L shape with her holes presented. His other hand held the curve of her hip and steadied her as he increased the length of his strokes, popping the big head out at the end of each, then driving into her gaping hole again until his thighs smacked her ass.

Allison's teeth were gritted.

"Uh."

"Uh."

"Teach me."

Bill loved watching the ripples travel across her ass and thighs with each impact, and took his hand from her leg to grab a tit. He knew she wouldn't move from the L-shape he put her in because she was eloquently expressing her pleasure.

"Uh."

"Uh."

Bill joined the discourse. "Take it." Popping out then giving her all of it again with a tit squeeze.

"Take it Mrs. Sanders."

"Oh." Pushing against him. Feeling each driving penetration and the ache of emptiness when he left her. Fucking him with her cunt and needing him inside.

"Give it to me."

"Uh."

The wordy discourse of rutting humans. "Fill me."

Bill redoubled his efforts with youthful exuberance.

"Oh."

Pounding her with quaking thrusts. Squeezing hip and tit.

"Oh."

"Oh."

"OH!"

"Oh Fuck Bill... Fuck."

Allison went rigid. Bill buried his jerking length inside and filled her with pulses that came one after another. She added her own, to bathe his manhood in her pleasure.

"Fuck..." in a breathless whisper, "Bill..."

He leaned forward to rest his chest on her side, feet on the floor, cock still where she squeezed. He turned her face to his and they kissed. The first since she got home.

Their eyes smiled.

Later he prepared to leave like at the end of every afternoon, when Allison asked, "Have your folks asked where you're going this weekend?"

"A little. I just told them I'm going camping with some guys, kept it pretty vague. I'll throw my gear in the truck before I come here Friday morning."

"Are you looking forward to spending some nights here, waking up together?"

"A lot. The highlight of my summer."

"What if I snore?" She asked.

"I'll enjoy listening."

"Morning breath?"

"I don't care and I'll bring my toothbrush."

She smiled and they kissed goodbye.

Allison waited until he was leaving on Thursday to drop the bomb. "My friend Julia is coming for the weekend."

He looked at her. "This weekend? Staying here?"

She nodded.

"We're off then?"

"No."

"But you won't want me here overnight if..."

"We'll work it out Bill. I think you'll like her."

His cock swelled with possibilities that raced through his mind and were quickly dismissed.No way... but thatwouldbe fucking crazy.

"She'll get here around midday tomorrow and let herself in. I'll come home as early as I can."

"What do you want me to do?" He asked