My balls erupted like Vesuvius into Mikki. I had known the woman since we moved next door to her family when I was ten.
That was fifteen years ago.
Little did I know that she had seen my cock several times when I was growing up.
The babysitter always knows how to sneak peeks…
Mikki has a son very close to my same age; we played together every day and when Dad & Mom were not home, Mikki was my watchdog.
Everybody loved the cute brunette and couldn’t understand why Floyd left her for another woman.
It absolutely crushed Wayne, their son, because his dad left the whole damn country and made his home in England.
I was a teenager when that tragedy happened, and Mikki was about thirty-five. She just never seemed to be interested in having another man in her life, but Wayne and I always made an extra effort to give her hugs and include her in our activities.
Many times we would sit and listen to her advice on dating, dancing and general information on how to get along with girls… my own parents avoided the subject.
High school years… proms… graduation…
College years… associates degree… bachelors’… admission to grad school
Mikki was there for me, just as much as she was for Wayne.
I loved her like another Mom.
At 22, I was on summer break. Dad and Mom had a six weeks cruise to Mediterranean countries so I was left to fend for myself at home.
No big deal, though, Mikki was right next door.
The fourth day I was home, she told me that there was no need to run the A/C at my house; if I set the thermostat pretty high, it could cut my electric bill in half, “I have plenty of room here and with Wayne staying at his girlfriend’s place in San Bernardino, I would love to have the company. You can come and go as you please, and I’ll be right here if you need anything.”
Her offer refreshed in my mind as she dug her nails into my ass cheeks. I hadn’t realized what she meant by, ‘if you need anything’.
I was still lying on top of her with my semi-soft cock deeply seated in place, when she said, “My God, Donnie, I needed that so, so bad. It’s been close to ten years since I was fucked last. When I used to babysit you, I knew you’d have a big dick someday.
“I always had a mirror in the bathroom where I could open the door a little and watch you take a bath. I wanted to teach you everything, but you were so young and were like my own son.
“Hmmm… I do believe you’re getting hard again. Go ahead…You can have me all you want.”
Thinking back on the day’s events, it was becoming clear how things had fallen into place, and how we wound up in bed together.
Breakfast, as usual, was a relaxing hour of drinking coffee and talking on the patio while enjoying a delicious cooked meal. On this day it was pecan pancakes; Lordy, they were good.
Mikki had spotted a little drop of strawberry syrup on the edge of my thin mustache. She mentioned it as she reached to wipe it with her napkin.
Instead of just wiping it off, she hesitated, looked me in the eyes, smiled and stuck out her tongue.
The sensation of slipping it across my lips blew my mind.
“Gotta take good care of my boy,” Her wink and smile awakened something in me. I knew she had a nice ass for woman her age, but I seemed to appreciate it more that morning. My eyes followed her inside, but my cock was wishing she’d come back.
I told Mikki that I was going to make a run to town and pick up some course books that I’d found online, “Okay, Sweetie. I may take an early nap while you’re gone. You can wake me when you get back.”
As I returned to the house, the first thing I spotted was her lace nightie, lying on the floor at the end of the couch. It baffled me, because she never, absolutely never, leaves any clothing lying around the house.
Next, my eyes found her house shoes at the hallway entrance. Her panties were in the floor … at my bedroom door.
As I reached my door, I could hear soft breathing (just short of a light snore) coming from inside.
I stepped in and saw the most pleasing sight of my young life. There, on my bed, was a brunette goddess with small tits, a thin waist, full hips, smooth creamy legs and a dark, triangle patch of pubic hair.
Her legs were parted slightly, exposing the most beautiful pussy I’d ever seen… but I had only seen a few.
I remembered her words as I had left for town, “You can wake me when you get back.”
I, quietly, removed my clothes as she slept. Of course I knew where my buttons, shoestrings, belt buckle and everything else were located, so my eyes never left Mikki’s pussy as I undressed. When my undershorts dropped, I could almost hear ol’ Fat Boy say, “Thank you, I’m ready,” as he sprang free.
My last girlfriend taught me how much a woman loved getting cunnilingus, so my mouth went directly to Mikki’s crotch. Still mostly asleep, her legs parted a little more as my tongue slid between the folds of her slit. When it hit her magic button, however, she gasped and awakened with an, “Oh, my God…”
Mikki was so starved for sex that her first orgasm screamed out within the first couple of minutes. I was still working on her sensitive clit at the time, but when my tongue stabbed at her hole, she grabbed my hair and mashed her pussy into my face. I could barely breathe as she babbled in ‘foreign tongues’; mixed with loud groans of pleasure.
My dick had never been harder than when it entered that 42yr old, hot as hell, cunt. She wasn’t really tight, but my thickness had no problem filling her receptacle. I was completely surprised that I was able to contain my own explosion for seven or eight minutes… but when I did blow, it was tremendous.
That’s when she uttered those words, “My God, Donnie, I needed that so, so bad. It’s been close to ten years since I was fucked last.”
Words that I will remember as long as I live…
That was three years ago. I’m twenty-five now and Mikki is forty-five. I spent the rest of that summer in her home and in her bed. We fell completely in love and I asked her to marry me.
“No, Sweetheart, you are so much younger and need to find a girl much closer to your age. There’s no doubt that I love you more than anything, but it’s not right to tie you down to an old woman.”
Her body had become so familiar to me that I knew exactly where to start ‘pleading my case’.
I circled her waist with one arm while the fingers on my other hand pushed the wayward strands of hair behind her left ear. Slowly, I kissed her forehead, eyelids, nose and cheeks.
Before touching her lips, I moved my own to her earlobes and neck, where I dwelled until she was panting hard. As we shared kisses, our clothing vanished from our bodies and we were coupled within seconds.
We reached our peaks at the same time and stayed there for, what seemed like, eternity.
“Now will you marry me? You, my dear Mikki, are the only woman I’ll ever want in my life.”
“Yes, Donnie,” she smiled, “Oh, my God yes I’ll marry you. Yes, yes, yes…”
Wayne was mad as hell when I told him the news, but by the time his mother was through chewing his ass, he accepted the inevitable and we now have a very good relationship, again.
So, that’s the story of how Mikki and I got together. If my readers will now excuse me, she’s coming back from the bathroom and my cock is getting hard again…
