My friend Melanie had invited me to go use her parents beach house while her father and step mother were in Europe. I would spend the week and Melanie would join me for the weekend. The first few days I spent on the beach relaxing. On Thursday I woke up and started my daily ritual, a quick breakfast, fill a cooler and head to the beach.
After a few hours I was hungry and decided I would run back to the house for some lunch. I walked up the path and entered the kitchen. I started to make my sandwich when I swore I heard something. I paused and took listen. I could hear a buzzing sound. I was pretty sure I didn’t leave anything on when I left. I walked through the house searching for the sound. As I passed the master suite I heard the buzzing and a deep moan. I stopped and peered in the partially opened door.
There on the bed lay beautiful brunette, about 45. Her hair was tied back, she was nicely tanned. Her breast were smaller but perky for her age. She had a vibrator and was busy masturbating. I quickly glanced through the rest of the house to make sure no one else was there. I slowly snuck back to the master suite and watched through the sliver of space left by the door. My cock quickly grew hard as a rock. I reached into my trunks and began to slowly stroke it. After a few minutes she began throwing her hips up and down and the bed and erupted in orgasm. It was so hot I ended up hitting the door. She jumped up and I ran to my room and shut the door.
I quickly grabbed a book and laid on my bed. A moment later I heard a knock on the door.
“Hello? Are you in there?” she whispered.
“Yes.” I stuttered back.
The door slowly opened and she walked in, her body graced by a shear robe.
“You must be Patrick. I’m Amanda, Melanie’s step mother.” she introduced.
“Hi. Thank you for letting me stay here. I thought you were in Europe.” I said.
“Well, I was suppose to be, but the idea of spending three weeks in Europe with that boring old man is not for me. I told him I wasn’t feeling well and flew home last night.” she replied. “So lets get to it, what did you see?” she asked.
“See? See what?” I replied.
“Come on, I know you were watching me.” she said.
“Watching you? I was just reading this book and taking a nap before going out to the beach.” I said.
“You were reading this book?” she said as she went to rip it our of my hand. As she took the book my rock hard cock was poking up in my trunks.
“Oh my, so do you now remember watching me?” she exclaimed.
“Uh, I didn’t mean to, I wasn’t doing it on purpose.” I said trying to cover why I watched.
“You know, a woman should have some privacy in her own home. Be able to, you know, do things in private. I have needs to you know. I’m not that old you know. I still need the feel and excitement too.” she said.
“Your not too old. I didn’t mean to peek in on you. But once I saw you I couldn’t stop. I feel horrible being Melanie’s mother and all.” I begged for forgiveness.
“So you don’t think I’m too old?” she asked.
“No” I replied.
“So you must of liked what you saw?” she said while sitting on the foot of my bed.
“I guess.” I answered nervously.
“You guess? Well this makes it look like you liked it a lot.” she said as she reached out and softly ran a finger around the edge of my bulging cock. “I mean, I can’t imagine that your big cock would be this hard if you didn’t.”
She continued to edge her finger on the outside of my trunks outlining my raging cock. Back and forth her finger edged me. She then reached into my trunks and pulled my cock out.
“Oh my. It’s big” Amanda said while she lightly gripped it. “You know how long it’s been since I touched a cock?”
“I don’t know.” I said.
“My husband never touches me. It’s been over a year.” she acknowledged.
“What about Melanie, you’r her mother.” I said.
“Well I’m Melanie’s step mother. I’m not her real mother. I’m not even really like f****y to her. I married her father years after she moved out.” Amanda said as she stroked my cock. “I will stop if you want. Do you want me to stop?”
“No.” I said as I completely forgot about Melanie.
“I was hoping you would say that. My vibrator is nothing like the real thing.” she said and she continued to stroke me. “Don’t worry, I just want to stroke it and look at it and nothing else.”
Amanda continued to slowly stroke my cock up and down, leaning forward to look at my cock close up. Her hand passing back and forth over the head of my cock.
“Oh my, look at that precum!” she said as she squeezed my cock.
Precum was dripping down the head of my cock. Amanda took her finger tip and gently patted it, almost playing with it. She then took her finger and put it into her mouth and sucked it clean.
“Oh I forgot how good that taste.” she said continuing to stroke.
Amanda was entranced by my cock. I had never experienced anyone that consumed by just giving me a hand job.Slow stroke by slow stroke she worked my cock, which was now throbbing.
“You know, this would go so much easier if it was just bit wet. I’m just going to put it in my mouth just for a second.” she said.
Amanda took my cock and guided it right into her mouth. Her lips closed slowly around the head. Her tongue began to swirl around the head. The feeling was unreal. She pulled my cock out of her mouth, her hand passing over the wet head and began to stroke downward, spreading her hot saliva down my shaft.
“It needs just a little bit more.” she said as she took my cock back into her mouth. This time she took about half of my cock into her mouth, clinching her lips around the shaft Now her tongue swirled the head and shaft. But this time she did not release it. Instead she slowly bobbed her head up and down, sucking it hard. I felt like she was going to rip it right off me.
Back and forth she went, sucking and stroking. My cock was slick with her saliva. Her hand would grip the entire head and she would twist her hand,stroke back down, take the head in her head and suck hard and her hand worked it’s way back up. While she did that she reached under her with the other hand and began playing with her pussy. After a minute she took her hand that was rubbing her pussy and showed me her fingers. They were drenched. She took the finger and had them softly pass under my nose. The unmistaking scent of pussy filled my senses. The pressure in my cock built to the boiling point.
“Oh it’s so hard! I can feel it throbbing” she said looking through me with her stunning brown eyes.
“It feels so good, I wanna cum!” I said.
“You wanna cum? I love cum, I love it all over my face. I love when it shoots out like ropes” she said as she stroked.
Suddenly she let go. My cock just sitting there on the verge of climax. She then stood up and started walking out of the room.
“Hey, where are you going?” I asked with concern.
“I’m going to the beach.” she said.
“What about me? I got to cum!”
“You can cum when I say you can cum you sick voyeur!” she said walking out of the room.
“But, come one, I have to cum. You can’t do this!” I yelled.
“See you on the beach honey and no cumming!” Amanda yelled, “If your good I’ll make this worth it for you.”