Tyrell and Ms. Smith

Tyrell & Ms. Smith



After a fifteen minute trek through spring showers Tyrell finally made it to his friend Malik’s house.

“I know Malik wants to chill with, but damn,” He said to himself remembering why he was soaking wet.

Malik called him earlier asking if he could hang out. The nineteen year old rang the doorbell as the rain pounded harder on the pavement. After a few moments, the door opened with Malik’s mother standing before him.

“Hi, Ms. Smith, is Malik home?”

“Sorry Tyrell, but he just left. He had something important to take care.” She told him. “Come on in though. You can dry off and wait for him.”

Ms. Smith fetched the brown skinned boy a towel.

“So…what brings you out in the pouring rain?” She asked handing him the towel.

Tyrell smiled. "It wasn't raining when I left my house, but Malik called me wanting hang out today,” he explained rubbing the towel on the wet parts of his pants.

Although Tyrell and Malik were friends, he hardly saw Ms. Smith at all. There were a few instances such as when he came over to play basketball or video games, but that was pretty much it. This was the very first time they were together...alone. Ms. Smith watched as Tyrell dried off a bit. Malik had told her about a workout program Tyrell had entered and the muscles and a rock hard six pack showing through his white shirt proved it was working. The teenager looked enticing, but she had no time to stop and stare. She was making lunch for Malik when he left, but now she'd have to make more for her guest. Tyrell sat down on the living room couch. Upon seeing an array of urban fiction novels on the coffee table, he picked one up and began to read…or tried to. His brown eyes kept leaving the words of the book to gawk at openly at his hostess. He watched her as she made sandwiches. Ms. Smith was enchantingly beautiful. Her skin was the sweetest shade of butterscotch. Long, coal black hair cascaded past her shoulders and down her back. She possessed green eyes, high cheekbones, and juicy pink lips. The red t-shirt she wore highlighted her 34D breasts and the jeans she had on hugged her plump ass just right. Tyrell crossed his legs at the feeling of his manhood responding to what his eyes were seeing.

Ms. Smith blushed from the dining room as she caught the high school senior checking her out. She smiled to herself. It made her feel good to have someone looking at her the way he was. At thirty-five years old she knew she still had it going on. If only she could find a man to validate the fact by giving her she needed most…sex. She hadn’t had sex since Mr. Smith left her and Malik for his mistress six months prior. At first she’d just use her vibrator, but that wasn’t cutting it anymore. She craved the real thing. The more Ms. Smith thought of her inner desires, the sexier Tyrell began to look. Her eyes were glued to him. Ty’s hair was braided in cornrows. His mocha skin looked so smooth and soft. His muscles were so defined and sculpted. Suddenly, as if she no control of her legs Ms. Smith started walking towards him. Reaching the living room, she sat next to him. The first thing she noticed was the chocolate python growing in the boy’s pants.

“You like to read urban fiction, Ty?” She asked making conversation.

“Yeah,” He replied with a smile. “My friend Tyler got me into it and I’ve been hooked ever since.”

“I see,” Ms. Smith smiled back, her hand running up his thigh. “What’s this, Ty?” She asked seductively, her touch his member through his pants.

All the teenager could do was look away and blush in embarrassment. “I’m sorry,” He told her.

“It’s okay. You’re a guy…this happens.” Her hand began rubbing on his dick.

Mmmm! Uh…Ms. Smith, I think I should go,” Ty said before trying to get up, but for some reason he couldn’t a muscle.

“Just relax,” Ms. Smith said caressing him gently. “Okay, just relax. See Ty…I saw you watching me. Do you want me, huh?”

She kissed his lips. “You wanna kiss me?”

Her hand went up his shirt and felt up his six pack. “You wanna touch me?”

Ms. Smith unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock, stroking it. “Tell me sweetie. You wanna fuck me. Let me hear you say it.”

“Yes,” Ty groaned in pleasure.

Ms. Smith snatched down his boxers and began to suck his dick as if her life depended on it. She made slurping sounds as if she was trying to suck the cum out of him. She used a lot of spit, letting it fall from her mouth and land on his legs and her shirt.

"Aw shit," He moaned as her head bobbed up and down, her mouth swallowing his manhood.

Tyrell pulled her up and switched places with her. The biggest smile ran across her face as he roughly pulled off her pants and panties. Ty dived face first into her pussy with a fury, licking everywhere.

“Ooh, just like that,” Malik’s mother whispered.

“You like that, Ms. Smith?”

“Yes, baby! Lick it just like that!”

Tyrell gazed up at her, flicking his tongue across her clit at a feverish pace.

“Ooooh! Ahhhhhh! This shit feels so good! Oh…yes…ahh…I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” Ms. Smith shrieked, rotating her hips.

Her cum slithered from her love core onto his tongue. Ty savored every drop. Ms. Smith’s body shook as she came all over Tyrell’s face and the couch. She ached for her son’s friend to enter her. Ty grabbed his hardness and inserted himself into her cavern, his ten inches of chocolate moving in and out of her.

“Ahh,” She yelled, overtaken by the size of him, but soon they found their rhythm.

“Mmmm, I’m gonna cum,” Ty said as she caught his thrust and threw it back at him.

He slowly rocked her pussy with his member. Their bodies melted into each other, both moaning in bliss and ecstasy.

“Cum for me, Ty, cum for me, baby,”

His hot seed gushed within her and the two collapsed on the couch. A half hour later, the sun shone through the living room window and Malik arrived home to his mom and Tyrell in deep conversation.

“Hey Mom,” He spoke. “Hey Ty, you still wanna hang out?"

"Yeah, your ball still outside?" Tyrell asked.

"You know it," Malik said with a smile.

The boys left the house and Ms. Smith's ears heard the dribbling of her son's basketball.