The instant our lips met, something felt special, even if it was just an accident.  Her lips felt like a perfect match to mine.  While I did enjoy kissing my girlfriend, her mom's lips felt extra special.

My girlfriend's dad was out of town for a week. I thought it would be nice for me to keep them company for the week and help with yard work and such. I wasted no time and came by the first night my girlfriend's dad was away. She and I were watching a movie in their living room while her mom stayed in her bedroom. I guessed that she wanted to give us privacy.  I had been with my girlfriend for over 2 years. Over that time, saying good night to her mom went from a handshake to a hug before she headed into her bedroom. I was staying over at her parents' house for the first time tonight.

While my girlfriend was in the bathroom washing up, I knocked on her mom's bedroom door to say goodnight.   As I moved my head to her shoulder for a hug, she leaned in for a kiss on my cheek. Somehow, our lips had met. It may have only been for 1 second, but it felt like minutes.  Her lips felt softer than I expected and had a sweet, berry-like smell.  I gently wrapped my left arm around her and pulled her closer. I felt the shape of her breasts through our clothes as our bodies touched. I couldn't help but imagine what her breasts looked like, and I wanted to know if she had big nipples like her daughter's.   

Our lips separated, and I felt myself blush. I said, "Good night," and rushed off, not looking back. I went to my girlfriend's room, hoping for some fun, but she didn't want to get in trouble with her mom and told me I couldn't. As we kissed, I couldn't get the memory of her mom's lips out of my head. I cupped one of her breasts and felt her nipple through her T-shirt. As she moaned with pleasure from my hand, I couldn't help but think of her mom. I felt my cock harden, but was it from wanting my girlfriend or her mom? I began to kiss my girlfriend's neck and moved down to her breast that was in my hand. As I gently ran my tongue over her nipple, she stopped me. She told me no in fear that her mom might still be up. She kissed me good-bye and sent me to the basement, where a cold spare couch was waiting for me.

As I settled down into the basement couch, I heard footsteps coming down.  Maybe my girlfriend changed her mind. So, I perked myself up and stood up, waiting for her.  To my surprise, the footsteps were from her mother. Despite the dim lighting, I saw that she wore a tightly closed, green robe.  I went from feeling excited to suddenly nervous. Did that kiss we shared offend or upset her?

She asked me how the couch was. I told her I didn't mind and that it was comfortable enough. She looked up to the ceiling, as if waiting for something, then came up to me and said, "That kiss."

Before she said another word, she kissed me.  This deliberate kiss felt even better than before. Both my arms wrapped around her and pulled her close. I felt nothing under her robe, so I pulled her tighter.  Her tongue gently pushed my lips apart and entered my mouth. I started to suck on the tip of her tongue, which made her quietly moan. Then I felt her hands go under my shirt. We stopped kissing so she could pull my shirt off. She ran her hands on my chest and leaned in for another kiss. I felt her hand hold my head in place as her tongue went deeper in my mouth.

My cock hardened and pressed against her body.  As we continued to kiss, she pulled down my boxers to free my hard cock.  She stroked with one hand as she held my head against hers to continue our deep kissing.  Her kisses felt so good. There was a fire and passion in her kisses that her daughter didn't have. I felt my pre-cum on the tip of my shaft as she continued to stroke me. Then she stopped stroking and kissing. She paused to listen for a sound.  Then she pushed me down on my knees to make me kneel in front of her.  

She untied her robe, revealing her beautiful, curvy body.  Her breasts looked bigger than I expected, and her nipples were hard.  She stared right into my eyes with a look that told me to go pleasure her.  I didn't hesitate for one moment as I used my fingers to spread her lips and slid my tongue to her wet pussy.  She told me how good my tongue feels. I felt her get wetter, and it made me want her more.  I squeezed her ass with both hands as my tongue went deeper.  I moved my tongue left and right, then slowly in and out of her. Then I found her clit and gently sucked on it, making her knees buckle.  Her juices tasted so delicious, and I wanted her more.

I felt the weight of her body more on my arms as I drove my face into her. She started to lose her balance, so we moved to the couch, where she sat on my face and leaned forward, which gave easy, clear access to her pussy. I was in absolute bliss with my tongue deep in her, tasting her, and feeling my face get wetter. As my hands moved along her body, I squeezed her ass, then her thighs. She leaned back and started to move her body up and down to make my tongue slide in and out of her. I struggled to breathe a little but didn't care—my tongue was never happier. She leaned forward, and I felt her grab my cock and start stroking. Oh, I was so hard. Her strokes were not fast, but just the right pace to keep me hard. Her grip was just right—I guessed that came with her years of experience.

Then, she suddenly stopped and stood up. I thought I had done something wrong and started to apologize. She shushed me with her finger.  She turned around, dropped her robe, placed her hands against the couch, bent over, and said, "Fuck me, fuck me hard." 

With no hesitation, I guided the tip of my hard cock into her. I went slowly, but she pushed back fast and drove my cock deep into her.  Taking the cue, I placed my hand on her hips and thrust myself as far deep as I could.  She felt amazing. This was the most amazing feeling I ever had—cock deep inside and feeling her squeeze my cock.  Grabbing her hips, I got into a rhythm and felt my cock harden as it had before.  I enjoyed every second with her. Never in my wildest dreams did I expect a woman to feel this amazing.  That woman being my girlfriend's mom—never crossed my mind.  She let out quiet little moans and told me how good I felt. I reached over to feel her big breasts hanging down. I was able to reach over and grab both of them. Her hard nipples in the palms of my hands felt so good. Her big breasts were so easy to grab hold of. They were so much bigger than her daughter's. For me, they were the perfect size.

I leaned forward to kiss the back of her neck, then worked my kisses down her back, all while my cock was still rock hard in her. Then I felt the rush of needing to cum in me.  I started to slow down.  She asked me what was wrong. When I told her I'm going to pull out because I need to cum, she replied no and to keep going. I obliged, speeding up my thrusts. I felt her body start to shiver and her wetness all around my cock and hips. I put my hands on her shoulders and pulled her body against me hard and let it all out. My cock throbbed in her with each squirt of cum.  I never imagined that I would have cum in my girlfriend's mom before my girlfriend herself. 

I slowly pulled my cock out, still hard.  She turned around and smiled, seeing my hard cock.  She kissed me on the lips and said how great I felt. As I looked up and down her body, I could see my cum and her juices between her thighs. She scanned around and said she had nothing to clean up. As she stared deeply into my eyes, she told me to get down and lick it up. I gladly obeyed and ran my tongue up and down her inner thighs. She tasted so amazing.

She put her robe on, and with one last smile at me, she headed back upstairs. I spent the rest of that night thinking about how great she felt and wondering if I'd be able to enjoy her again.