For You Gareman...Mrs. Robinson Part 2

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My name is Tina Robinson. I am 42 years old. My son just turned 20. I was a single mother. I had been since TJ was 6. My husband died unexpectedly. I sat on the patio, watching TJ and his friends playing in the pool. I sighed, wishing I was young again. I looked good for someone my age, at least that is what TJ told me. He said all his friends thought I was sexy. I wore my auburn hair short. I was 5,4, and managed to keep my weight at 115. I ran every day, and swam laps every evening. I sat on the patio this day in my conservative bikini(compared to what some of the girls had one, mine was giving me major coverage), and my sheer cover.

One of TJ's friends was watching the grill, and he kept coming to sit by me, touching me. He was a very handsome boy. But he was just a boy. he leaned down and whispered something in my ear. I looked up at him, and laughed. Silly boy. I took a sip of my margarita, amazed at the stirrings I was feeling. I walked to the pool and told TJ to have fun, I was getting tired. I left with hails to come back and swim. I had to get away from this. I couldn't believe the thoughts I was having. What was wrong with me?

OOC: ok, Gareman, is this kind of what you had in mind? Let me know. Danse.
 
OOC: Thanks Danse great start !

My name is Kevin. Despite being 2 years younger than T.J., he and I have been friends for several years. I've always had a thing for his mom. Today was the first time I'd had the courage to approach her. She looked so hot in her bikini.

I guess I'd had too many drinks and I was a little too bold.
I sat next to her and whispered, something stupid to her. She kind of giggled and went inside. God did I feel stupid.

I only hung aroound for a little while, before making up some stupid excuse to leave. My real reason was of course, humiliation. I headed back home and hid in my room for the rest of the day, wondering how to gain enough courage to go back over there ever again.
 
Tina Robinson: I went upstairs to change and found myself doing that seemingly obsessive inventory of the goods in the mirrored doors of my bedroom. I stood there naked, taking in my body. It was great body. I looked younger than I was, and I took good care of myself. My breasts had never been real large, 34-B, so they didn't sag, they were still firm and perky. My stomach was flat, and my ass was larger than it was when I was 20, but still firm, and not sagging either. God I hated getting older. I didn't feel old.

I closed my bedroom door, hearing the music drifting in the windows from by the pool, listening to the splashing and the laughter. I went back to what Kevin had said to me. I was shocked and a little surprised by it. He had told me I was the sexiest woman there. Frankly I was the only "woman" there, the rest were merely girls...And Marci with that Thong on, was clearly the sexiest...It kept coming back to me, what he had said, the earnest expression on his young, handsome face. I think I hurt his feelings when I laughed. That had not been my intention.

My hands had somehow drifted to my breasts, and I was rubbing them, my eyes flew open. Damn, I couldn't do this. I couldn't lie here and mastrubate thinking of Kevin. I picked up the phone to call Kevin and apologize, but I didn't have the nerve.
 
I couldn't help thinking about Mrs. Robinson. I had meant what I had said about her being sexy. I just didn't expect the reaction I got. I knew TJ was going to be heading back to college soon, I had opted for a local school. After he went back, I'd have no legitimate reason for going over there.

After a couple of days I mustered my courage up and took a ride over. I was a little nervous as I approached the house, wondering if TJ would answer the door. Please TJ be home ! I rang the doorbell and waited...it seemed like an eternity. Finally the door swung open and Mrs. Robinson stood there, smiling at me.
 
I had just gotten off work. I was headed upstairs to change. I had taken off my blazer, and had it folded over my arm. I was still wearing my black skirt and white silk blouse. My shoes were in my other hand, when the door bell rang. I sighed, and turned around to go back down. TJ was out with friends. I opened the door and smiled when I saw Kevin standing there. "Hey there Kevin. TJ is out right now, but would you like to come in?" I couldn't believe my ears. I wanted to shove my entire fist in my mouth to keep myself from speaking. I stepped back, letting him enter, his arm brushed against my breast as he went past. I think it was an accident. He didn't even notice, but boy, did the sparks shoot thru me. I smiled at him again. "Go on out to the patio. Get a coke on your way out. I am going to go change, then I'll join you, ok?" He just nodded and headed toward the back of the house.

What in God's name was I doing? "he is a child Tina" I admonished myself. I closed my eyes, leaning against my bedroom door. Behind my eyelids I saw him, 6' tall, nicely built. Dark hair and eyes, and that mouth. It looked like it had been created for kissing. I ran a shaking hand thru my hair. I continued to talk to myself about how foolish stupid, crazy my thoughts were as I slipped on a pair of shorts and a tank top. I didn't put any shoes on. I went down stairs, and on the way out, I grabbed a beer. Iwas not going to seduce this boy. He was a boy. He as fine boy.
OH BOY.
 
I didn't know exactly what to say when Mrs. Robinson invited me in. I wanted to make up some excuse to leave and avoid further embarrassment, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. She looked sexy in her business clothes. It made me realize how close in age she was to my own mother. I'd seen mom go off to work in clothes very similar just this morning.

I'm not sure exactly what got into me, but when I walked past her I made sure to brush up against her. There was a certain chemistry between us that made me feel bold around her. This is the same unknown force that made me say that stupid thing to her the other day.

I grabbed a coke on my way through the kitchen. Waiting for her on the patio, I started having strange fanatsies about sneaking upstairs and walking in on her as she changed. My cock began to get hard immediately. What was it about this older woman that got me so horny ?
 
On the way out to the patio, carrying my beer, I was silent since I hadn't put any shoes on, when Kevin noticed me, he jumped out of the deck chair and I could see his condition. My eyes were fixed firmly to the front of his shorts, where his erection stood out boldly. My fingers longed to touch the area. He looked huge. I coughed to hide my embarrasment. I wished then that I had put on a bra, my nipples were standing at attention. I sat down and opened the beer. I took a sip from the bottle and his eyes were glued to my mouth as I sucked the beer down. Oh, God, what was going on here. Nothing I could do or say would not seem sexual. I wanted this boy. This not so little boy. I could remember Kevin in Little League. Spending the night. I have bandaged his bloody knees, and I didn't know when he had turned from a boy into this sexy man. I only knew that I wanted him, and God help us both.
 
I sat on the patio, remembering all the good times I'd had with TJ and Mrs. Robinson. I had gone camping with them every year. She had been our chauffeur for baseball, soccer and hockey. For God's sake, she had been like a mother to me for most of my life. I felt guilty thinking about her in the sexual way that I was. What the hell was wrong with me ?

My reverie was shattered by the sudden appearance of the very woman I was thinking of. She had changed into a pair of shorts and a tank top (no bra, obviously). The images returned.

We sat, silently for a few moments, not really knowing how to break the ice.

"I just stopped over to install some software on TJ's laptop," I stuttered, "I know he's leaving for school soon."
 
I nodded and said, "Yes, he told me about that. Come on, its in his room. He won't be home till late tonite, he is spending some time with his girlfriends family, a dinner or something before he has to leave." I led the way to TJ's room, although Kevin knew perfectly well where it was, and didn't need me to show him. I told him to come down when he was done, and I would grill a couple of steaks if he wanted to stay for dinner. I kept tellig myself, it's like a million other times that Kevin had stayed for dinner. His mother and I were FRIENDS. What in the world was I thinking?
 
I followed Mrs. Robinson to TJ's room. She was acting kind of funny. I thought it was because of my stupid remark the other day and felt kind of geeky. I thanked her for the dinner invitation and started working on TJ's computer. It didn't take me long to finish. As I packed it back up, I peaked out the window.

Mrs. Robinson was standing on the patio, grilling our steaks. She was so hot. I couldn't help myself. I reached into my gym shorts and began stroking my stiff cock.

I knew she couldn't see me because the shades were at the right angle, so beating off was totally safe.

"Oh, Take it Mrs. Robinson," I whispered, visualizing me fucking her doggy style.

My hand on my cock felt great. What would the real thing feel like ?
 
I followed Mrs. Robinson to TJ's room. She was acting kind of funny. I thought it was because of my stupid remark the other day and felt kind of geeky. I thanked her for the dinner invitation and started working on TJ's computer. It didn't take me long to finish. As I packed it back up, I peaked out the window.

Mrs. Robinson was standing on the patio, grilling our steaks. She was so hot. I couldn't help myself. I reached into my gym shorts and began stroking my stiff cock.

I knew she couldn't see me because the shades were at the right angle, so beating off was totally safe.

"Oh, Take it Mrs. Robinson," I whispered, visualizing me fucking her doggy style.

My hand on my cock felt great. What would the real thing feel like ?
 
I put the steaks on, and put together a salad. I took out a bottle of Reisling. I poured myself a glass. I wasn't sure if Kevin would want to drink any wine, or if he would rather have beer, or a soda. I couldn't seem to stop my heart from fluttering. The image of his erection in his shorts was short circuiting my brain. I could almost feel it in my hand, in my mouth, in my pussy. I almost moaned out loud. I knew that tonite was a vibrator night for sure, I was so horny, I needed release. I decided to take a swim while the steaks cooked. I went into the pool house and pulled on a bikini, and dove into the water. I began to swim laps. I figured I had to get cooled off before he got down here. I certainly didn't want him to think this old lady had the hots for him.
 
I watched as Mrs. Robinson went into the poolhouse. She disappeared for a few moments and then came out wearing the same bikini she had worn the other day. Oh man, did she look good. I worked my cock harder, stroking it and watching TJ's mother swimming laps.

I wanted her. Do I dare try again ? My intellect said noway, but my hormones said hell yes.

I pulled my shorts back up and went downstairs. As I walked through the kitchen, Mrs. Robinson was just coming inside, drying herself with a towel. She had her head down, rubbing the wetness from her hair. I walked up behind her and put my arms around her.

"Mrs. Robinson, you drive me crazy," I whispered into her ear.

At first I think she was surprised. She didn't do anything.
 
I could feel his erection poking me in the back as he pulled me to him. I was stunned. It took every ounce of strength not to turn around and let him fuck me right here on the kitchen floor. I leaned my head back against him and moaned a little. I tried to step away. To be the adult, but he was holding on tightly. I closed my eyes. "Kevin, we can't do this." I said. He dropped his hands to his sides. He looked crushed. I knew he was thinking it was him. "No, no, Kev, it isn't YOU. God, if I were just a few years younger and I didn't know your mother, I would be honored to have sex with you. You have known me forever, and I used to wipe your snotty nose." I smiled at him, "c'mon, lets eat, and we will talk about this ok?" He nodded and put his hand on my back as we went out. I took the steaks off the grill and put the plates on the patio table. We worked in silence for a while fixing our plates, passing salad dressing, steak sauce etc. The phone rang, and I picked it up. I hang up and said to Kevin, "That was TJ, he won't be home till tomorrow evening, he is going up to the lake with Gina's family." I touched Kevin's hand, my fingers sending sparks up my arm. How could I do this? I would destroy this boy. But I wanted him, I wanted him badly. I must have shown it in my eyes because he got up and kissed me. I kissed him back, deeply. I was lost, and now I knew that I wouldn't find my way back.
 
I couldn't help myself. When she touched me, I lost it. I kissed her, expecting her to push me away. But she didn't. She kissed me back, passionately. Oh my God, I was kissing my friend's mother !

At first, I kind of froze. My mind took a second to comprehend what was happening. Once I got my act together, I put my hands on her ass and pulled her close to me.

Our mouths worked feverishly. She was kissing me like I'd never been kissed before. My tongue entered her mouth and she accepted it willingly. I ground my pelvis against hers, backing her up against the kitchen counter. Our steaks were forgotten in that moment of passion. the only hunger left was the hunger we felt for each other.
 
Kevin's lips on mine were like heaven and honey together. he pushed me into the counter top, his hands on my ass. I could not believe I was kissing this boy back. He lifted me up onto the counter and I was too lost in it to think clearly. I wanted him, and by God, I was going to have him.
 
I lifted her onto the counter, pulling her bikini bottoms off in the same motion. She held onto my shoulders to steady herself. I broke off the kiss and lowered my face to her pussy. I tasted her wet musky pussy.

She dug her nails into my shoulders. I buried my face into her crotch. She lay back on the counter, pushing things aside as she did.

My hands reached down, lifting her legs up and resting them on my shoulders. God, she tasted great !
 
His head buried between my legs, was amazing. His tongue was talented, and nubile. I was so into it. I would do this and deal with the guilt later. I buried my hands in his hair, pushing my hips closer to him. I didn't trust myself to say anything. I was afraid it would break the spell. I was so lost.
 
I had to have her, and I mean NOW !! I reached down and pulled off my shorts. My cock sprung out, ready for action.
I still couldn't believe what I was about to do. Mrs. Robinson of all people ! My mother would freak if she knew what I was doing.

I pushed her knees apart. Placing my cock against her wet hole. A flood of guilt shot through me. Should I do it ? Was it really wrong or was that just society speaking ?
 
I was going to fuck this boy on my kitchen counter. And then he entered me. Hard thrust. My pussy sucked him in, I gasped at how well he fit. How long had it been since I had had sex? I wrapped my legs around his waist and rode him. I knew this one would be hard and fast, the next one, I would take control and teach this boy something about sex.
God help me.
 
Entering Mrs. Robinson was amazing. Her pussy was fairly tight. It felt so warm inside of her. I had never had intercourse before. One of my girlfriends had given me a crude blowjob once, but this felt wonderful.

I watched the expression on Mrs. Robinson's face as I entered her. She looked so sexy as she moaned. I pushed deeper, wanting my whole cock buried deep inside her. She pushed forward, impaling herself even farther onto my pole.

I pulled myself out and thrust back in, hard and deep. She gripped my cock with her pussy, creating a nice amount of friction against my sensitive prick. I couldn't hold out for long, but I wanted to please her.
 
He wasn't too clumsy for a first time. I maneuvered myself so that the friction was just right. I knew that if he came first that I would have plenty of time to cum again. He was young. I would teach him how to make love like a man. Maybe I could consider it my duty. To send him off knowing how to please a woman, instead of guessing how to get off.

This might be a good thing.
 
I began moving in and out of my older lovers pussy. I had seen a lot of pornos where guys take forever to cum. I thought I'd be able to hold out too. But, the reality of the situation was that I was not going to last long at all. The excitement of the moment coupled with the sheer pleasure her pussy was providing guaranteed a quick orgasm. I held out as long as I could, pumping my cock into her mature body, but I felt the unmistakeable signs and knew that I was about to cum any second.
 
Oh, it was wonderful, his young body so exuberant and full of energy. His dick was large, and thick, He fit me well. I knew that it would be a short time before he came this time, and I was of a mind that I would be soon in cuming to. I moved my hips, and met his thrusts, clasping to his shoulders. I leaned in and kissed him deeply. My breath was ragged, and I could feel the sweat on his shoulders.

After this, I would take him upstairs and we would do this right, or wrong...
 
Mrs. Robinson kissed me, as I pistoned into and out of her slick pussy. I felt the first spasm and knew that it was all over...

My thick hot cum jetted from my cock deep into her vagina. It was the most intense feeling I have ever had. I stared into her face as my semen coated her pussy, dripping out onto her cupboard. Mrs. Robinson encouraged me, telling me how good it felt. I groaned with pleasure, burying myself into her as far as I could, never wanting this sensation to end.
 
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