Dad’s Friend Opens Up Her Heart, Her Home and Her Legs
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I remember meeting Shelly for the first time. My dad and I sat in Shelly’s kitchen at the table enjoying a cigarette. I heard a door open and out came Shelly. She had just come out of the shower and was wearing a towel, her hair still wet and her skin glistening. I remember she had a great pair of legs. She walked past us and said hi to me with a great smile. She reached out to take my hand. “Hi, I’m Shelly,” she said. I reached out and daintily took her hand. “Hi, I’m Zach.” She smiled and walked to the back of the house. I asked my dad if he was dating her, as he and my mom had been divorced for 2 years. He said that they weren’t but he wish they were. When Shelly came back into the kitchen I could see why. Shelly strolled past with cotton shorts and a t-shirt with no bra. Her tits were big and she looked beautiful even without make-up. Her hair was natural blonde and her legs were long. I have always been a fan of natural tits and hers were. They had to have been double D’s and they sagged just the perfect amount for her age. Her nipples were poking out through her shirt. I could tell they were nice sized and not at the bottom of her tits like some are at her age.”Shelly here is 42 years old. Doesn’t she look great for her age?” dad said. “No dad she looks good for any age,” I said with a suave attitude as I gave Shelly a wink. Shelly gave me a smile. “Thank you. I see you have your dad’s charm. Your dad says you are about to join he Army. How old are you?” “17,” I replied. “You must be great with the ladies,” she said. Truth be told, I was still a virgin. I was overweight, wore glasses and my cock was kind of small, about 5 inches. “No, not really, I don’t even have a girlfriend,” I said. “Well, the girls are missing out because you are a cutie, and you’re polite,” replied Shelly My dad asked me if I was ready to go as he had to take me back to my mom’s. I nodded yes. After this short meeting I was hot for Shelly. My dad said goodbye and so did I and we left. I kept the image of Shelly in her towel fresh in my mind. It stayed that way for a few years. I was in the Army for 3 years. During those 3 years I really got into shape. I lost a lot of weight and replaced my fat with lean muscle. I was also no longer a virgin and girls really seemed to like me. The uniform really turned them on. I got out right after turning 21. When I got out I didn’t know what I was going to do. I was an Infantry man. No real skills other than being good with a rifle and a grenade. Writing “good with a bayonet” on a job application was a little off putting. While I searched for work, I moved in with my dad and his new wife. I got a job driving a truck. The company closed 3 months after I started working there. To make things worse my dad’s wife hated my guts. In mid September my “stepmom” gave my dad the ultimatum, either I go or she does. So my dad told me I had to go. My mom was living with my sister at the time and I hadn’t seen any friends for years. The next day I got a phone call. It was Shelly. I don’t know how she got my number or how she heard about my situation, but she offered to have me live at a farm she owned. She would give me room, board and give me spending money if I would take care of the horses, yard work and clean the house. It sounded like a good deal. I told her yes. Later that evening Shelly came to pick me up. While I was in the Army I really got into shape. I lost about 60 pounds and really toned up my physique. I went from a XXL to a medium and I wore tighter clothes to show off my body. I had ditched the glasses and switched to contacts and was no longer a virgin. When Shelly came in the house I had all my belongings packed up by the door. I heard her call for me. “Zach, it’s Shelly, I’m here to pick you up,” she called out. I started to make my way down stairs. I had my uniform pants on and a white t-shirt tucked into them. As I got half way down the stairs I saw her, and man, were the years kind to her. I lucked out. She was wearing a low cut Harley Davidson Shirt and a bra that made her big tits just pop out. She looked up at me, looked back at my dad, and like out of a movie double-take back to me. “Holy shit, you look good. What the hell happened to you?” she asked. “I had to get in shape to keep you safe back at home. Thank Uncle Sam for the transformation,” I said jokingly with a smile. Out of nowhere the shit hit the fan. Shelly told my dad and his wife that they were pieces of shit for kicking me out. She said I get back from serving my country, and they treat me like that. She escort told my “stepmom” that she should kick her ass. She said that she was more family to me than they were. After this I started calling Shelly, Aunt Shelly. I started working at the farm. I lived in the basement. Shelly’s mom lived up stairs. She was crippled and Shelly’s friend lived upstairs also. She took care of Shelly’s mom. Shelly’s mom, or as I learned to call her grandma, loved me. Connie, Shelly’s friend, not so much. She complained that I got up too early and made noise in the kitchen while cooking. She complained that she couldn’t store anything in the basement anymore. She complained that I started my chores too early. So after 3 months of living at the farm Shelly said I could work at the farm and just spend my time off and sleeping at her house. Shelly at the time was dating a man named Jim. Boy, was he an asshole. He treated her pretty shitty. He was a know it all dick head and always had to one up you in everything. I could tell Shelly wasn’t happy. Also living in the house was Shelly’s daughter. Her daughter was away at college half the year, so I never really saw her. Jim would work twelve hour days, Shelly would work 10 hour days and I worked about 6 hours at the farm. Jim would go out a lot with the guys. I really only saw him Sundays. This was nice because it gave Shelly and I a lot of time together. I loved what Shelly wore around the house and out in public. Around the house she never wore a bra and always wore cotton shorts or boxers. I loved it. I could see her nipples poke out through her shirt and when she got down on her knees to clean something she spilled, I could see the out line of her pussy lips. I was always getting a hard on seeing her. One day she caught me with a hard on. She asked me what was going on in my pants and pointed to my hard cock and smiled. I just smiled and asked her if we should investigate. She just smiled and laughed and said that I was funny, and left the room. In public Shelly was always busting out of her shirt. She wore really low cut shirts and push up bras. Her nipples were hard most of the time and I could see them poking out through the thin material of her shirts. She wore jeans that were always tight in the ass. Her ass was nice for her age. It wasn’t a bubble butt. It was small, tight and, well, perfect for what I like. She would bend over from time to time and I would fantasize about fucking her from behind. She caught me looking at her ass and tits from time to time. She would smile and look me in the eye and always ask if I was enjoying the view. A few times she would bend down in front of me with a low cut shirt just to tease me. She would wiggle them a little on purpose and just stand up and smile. God I hated it and loved it when she did that. Jim had left for a trip to South Carolina with the guys and Shelly’s daughter was away at college. It was a Saturday night and we were cleaning her house. We were joking round and listening to Journey. Shelly said she needed to take a shower and that after that we needed to head over to the farm to pick up some things. I continued to clean when I heard Shelly call out for me. “Zach!” she called out I went to the bathroom. “What’s up?” I asked “I forgot to grab a towel. Can you bring me one?” she asked with her head peaking out the door. It took me a second to answer because as I looked down I saw Shelly’s nipple. She didn’t realize it but the door was open just enough to see in. Her breasts sagged so perfectly. Shelly tanned, so her breasts were bronze and her nipples were brown. I just wanted to reach in and grab her tit and suck her nipple. After about five seconds, which seemed like an hour, of staring I nodded yes and went to grab her a towel. My dick was hard as a rock. After losing some weight my dick had a little more room to poke out. It was a little over 6-1/2 inches. I went to the closet and I brought her her towel. I knocked on the bathroom door. She said to just open the door and put it on the counter. I was hoping she gave me a glimpse of her tit on purpose and was waiting inside the bathroom, naked, getting ready to beg me to suck my cock. When I opened the door she was in the shower. The wavy glass door blocking any possible view. I laid the the towel on the counter and we exchanged a thank you and a your welcome. I went back to cleaning. I was almost done when the next time I saw Shelly, she was dressed and her hair was done. She started to help me finish up cleaning. escort bayan My dick was so hard. All I could think about was her tits. I wanted them so bad. The war inside my head raged. Ask her to see them. Ask her to touch them. The other side saying no, it could ruin everything. I swallowed really hard. “Hey Shelly,” I called out “Yeah,” She replied “Can I ask you something?” She walked into the dining room from the den. “Sure,” she said. I swallowed hard. “Would you let me feel your breasts?” I asked.”No!” she said with a bit of hesitation. It was uncomfortable for a few seconds. “I was just kidding,” I quickly said. “No you weren’t,” she replied with a smile. “I’m sorry I asked.” I said with a little shame. “If I didn’t look at you like a nephew, we would have been in trouble a long time ago. You are hot! I think you are really hot!” she said smirking, her hands on her hips. I couldn’t tell if she was just flattering me or if she was serious. If she was flattering me and I pursued the matter I would look like a perv. If she was serious then maybe there was a chance of something. “Well then, why don’t we just get in trouble then. If you think I am hot, then let’s do something. Look what you do to me,” I pointed to my hard cock.”I see,” Shelly said as she placed her hand over her mouth and gave a little giggle. I don’t know what came over me. “No seriously, look!” I said. I pulled down my running shorts and my cock sprang out. In the back of my head I thought, oh fuck, she is going to kick me out. Instead she freaked out a little and said, “Put that away. The last thing I need is to have Jim come home right now from South Carolina and see me and you with your cock out.”Well Jim was 1000 miles away, so that was highly unlikely. Damn near impossible in fact. I pulled my shorts up and she came in the dining room. She asked me what I saw in her anyway. She said she was old enough to be my mom. I told her that I was hot for her. I even said that sometimes I think about her and masturbate. I thought that would gross her out but she seemed kind of flattered. I then took my finger and poked her cleavage. She smacked me playfully with her dust clothe. I did it a few more times and finally got a quick grab of her tit through her shirt. She punched me in the shoulder. That was all the feel I got and we finished cleaning and left for the farm. The farm was in the unincorporated part of town. There was a new subdivision being built across the road. We were taking a longer route to the farm. It seemed strange. We usually take a shorter more direct route. Then in got really strange. We were driving on a street in the new subdivision. All of a sudden, we stopped on the side of the road. Shelly turned the dome light on and started looking for something. She did this for about 20 seconds and something came over me and said that she was giving you a chance to make your move. I couldn’t fight it. She was leaning over and I saw her cleavage. I reached down and wrapped my hand around the top of her breast and rubbed. I thought she was going to punch me in the face. Shelly just sat up straight. “I was wondering when you were going to get the hint,” Shelly said. She had a sexy smirk on her face. That turned me on. I asked her if I could go into her bra and feel her nipple. She said that was fine. I rubbed her breasts and pinched her nipples. Her breasts were soft. They felt so good in my hands. I rolled them around in my hands and lightly squeezed them. Her hard nipples were poking my palm. I put my index finger and thumb around her nipple and rolled them. I looked in her eyes while I played. She didn’t so much seem to be turned on by it. as just letting me do it. I started to twist her nipple and she bit her lip in pleasure. I kept doing that. I knew she was turned on by this. I could just imagine the wetness growing in her panties. I asked her if I could suck on them. She told me no. After about 3 minutes of me playing with them, I asked if I could see them. She said no. I then confessed to seeing them when I gave her the towel. She smiled. “You little sneak,” she said. “Is this better than just catching a glimpse?” “Oh, way better,” I replied. She stopped me a couple minutes later and we headed to the farm. We parked in the lower driveway. It was like 9 P.M. and the lights were off. She was looking out the window on her side looking at the horse barn. “Did you enjoy that? Was it what you had hoped for?” she asked I took a moment. She was looking out the other side to pull bayan escort my cock out and start stroking it. “I did. I am so hot. See look.” She turned her head to look at me then looked down to see me stroking my cock. “Put that away!” she said. “Please watch me. I want you to watch me stroke my cock. I want you to see me cum.” “Oh, my God,” Shelly said in a mix of frustration, acceptance and lust. She leaned back against the window and watched me stroke my cock. I did it slow and looked in her eyes while I did it. I figured I would take another chance. “Shelly please suck my cock or if not that, touch me,” I begged. “No way buddy. How about a compromise,” she said. She reached in her shirt and pulled her tits out one by one. “Does this give you motivation?” she said with a smile. I nodded yes. I started stroking a little faster. After about 2 minutes of stroking trying to make it last, I saw Shelly pinching her nipples and biting her lip. “Let me suck them,” I pleaded. She shook her head and grabbed my left hand and put it on her breasts. With her hand over mine she guided my hand in the way she wanted to be rubbed. She was breathing a little heavier. She looked in my eyes and told me to cum. She told me she wanted to see me cum. I stroked harder as she massaged my hand to her tit. I looked down and saw her other hand rubbing her pussy through her jeans. I reached down and put my hand on hers. She moved her hand and let me rub her pussy through her jeans. She started gyrating against my hand. “Cum for me,” she said. That did it, I started cumming. I slyly pointed my cock towards her and my first shot landed right on her tit. A pearly white stream of my cum coated the bottom of her breast. Shelly looked surprised. After that, to my surprise, she gasped, reached over and grabbed my cock. She guided my cock towards the door. I thought she would just hold it but I lucked out. She started slowly stroking my cock to get every bit of cum out. After I was all out of cum, she looked at me and smiled. “Did you expect any of this tonight? I sure wasn’t expecting cum on my tits,” she stated as she pulled a napkin out of the center consul. “Sorry about that. I really wanted to grab your head and bring you down to suck my cock,” I told her. “I can’t say that I wouldn’t have fought you. I was really hot and bothered,” she said as she put her tits back in her shirt. I got one more feel as she put them back in her shirt. “Would you have swallowed?” I asked. “If I say yes, how hot and bothered would that make you?” she inquired with a smirk. “Very,” I said. Without warning she reached over my lap and took her finger and swiped up a bit of cum. She showed me the cum on her finger. She looked me in the eye with the sexiest look she could give and put her finger in her mouth. She made a ‘mmm’ sound as if enjoying fine chocolate as she consumed it. “Does that answer your question?” she asked with a devious smile on her face. I nodded yes and went in to kiss her. Our lips touched and I tried to put my tongue in her mouth. She backed away. “We really shouldn’t have done this. I was ready to let you touch my breasts. I was even ok with watching you jerk off. I was not expecting to stroke your cock or taste your cum. Even though it is really tasty,” she said as she went back and got more on her finger and ate it. “We can’t go further than this. No blow jobs, no hand jobs, no sex” “What about anal?” I asked with a smile. “Uh, no,” she said with a giggle. “Have you ever done anal?” I asked. “Let’s just get the stuff and go,” she replied. The next weeks went by as normal. It was the 4th of July and Shelly’s daughter was home for the holiday. Jim was still out of town. We were getting ready for a night of drinking. Shelly’s daughter had her friend and her friend’s boyfriend over. I never really noticed Brittany before but she had huge tits. They were like 36 F her friend told me. Brittany was wearing a really low cut shirt. I could see her black bra. Brittany and I had never really talked. We hit it off that night and talking turned into flirting. At one point Brittany took my head and motor boated me with her big tits. They smelled of perfume. They were soft and warm. They shook around my face. As she had me trapped, she reached down and grabbed the crotch of my pants. She rubbed my package for about 5 seconds and released me. I saw Shelly in the corner roll her eyes. I didn’t know if she was annoyed by Brittany being a slut or her being in to me. Shelly said that we wouldn’t go any further than what we did that night. I started to wonder if I was Shelly’s “boy toy”. I am not really into slutty girls, so when Brittany asked me to leave with her and her friend and her boyfriend, I said no. Even after she whispered drunkenly in my ear that she would suck my cock in the back seat, I still said no.
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