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Steve and Mrs. Miller

Double Penetration

Tammy Miller, 50, had been divorced for 11 years and was a single mom raising her son, Zack, who was 17 and about to graduate high school. She was a large, plus-size lady with light brown curly hair, five feet tall and about 250, with proportionately big, heavy, and pendulous 46E breasts that were her most noticeable physical feature and of which she had always been quite proud.

She was so busy with her job as an administrative assistant at the local hospital and raising Zack that she hadn’t been in a relationship or even dated since her divorce, and had thus been sleeping alone for more than a decade. Tammy kept a vibrator and a long, thick dildo in her nightstand, and playing with them, often during her calls as an operator on a popular phone sex website, was the closest thing to a sex life she was able to enjoy. She wondered if she would ever have a man in her bed again, and sometimes got quite horny thinking and fantasizing about it.

Little did she know that her luck was finally about to change in a very unexpected way.

One Saturday afternoon when Zack was visiting his father for the weekend, Tammy had just dried off from a shower and put on a pair of lacy panties and a matching lounging bra when she heard the doorbell ring. She quickly put on her bathrobe and went downstairs to answer the door.

She opened it to find Steve, Zack’s friend and classmate who had just turned 18.

“Hi, Mrs. Miller, is Zack home?” Steve asked.

“Hello Steve. No, he’s not here. He’s visiting his dad for the weekend,” she said. “Sorry you missed him. But since you came all this way, may I offer you a nice cold drink?”

“OK, thanks Mrs. Miller, that would be nice,” he said.

“Well don’t stand there, come into the living room with me,” she said. “Have a seat here on the couch and I’ll be right back.”

Tammy disappeared into the kitchen, and she returned moments later with a glass of cold lemonade and handed it to Steve.

“Thanks, Mrs. Miller,” he said.

“You’re quite welcome,” she said as she sat next to him on the couch. “Sorry I’m dressed like this, but I just got out of the üsküdar escort shower.”

“Oh that’s OK, Mrs. Miller,” Steve said.

He couldn’t help but notice that some of her bounteous cleavage was visible near the top of her robe. He began to feel a bit nervous as he couldn’t take his eyes off of her bosom and was afraid she might notice. It didn’t take her long, and she also could see an unmistakable tent growing in the boy’s jeans.

“What are you looking at, Steve?” she said.

“Nothing, Mrs. Miller,” he said.

“You say nothing, but you’re looking at my cleavage, aren’t you?”

“Sorry, Mrs. Miller, I don’t mean to be rude, but I’ve never been this close to a girl before,” Steve said. “Well, except for my mom.”

“What do you mean?” she asked. “Surely you’ve gone out with girls from school and fooled around with them, haven’t you?”

“No ma’am, not yet,” he replied.

“Never?” she asked, sounding surprised. “If you don’t mind me asking, are you still a virgin?”

“Yes ma’am,” he sheepishly replied.

“So you really were looking at my cleavage, weren’t you? It’s OK to admit it, I won’t tell anyone.”

“Yes ma’am, I guess I was.”‘

“Does looking at me get you excited?” she asked.

“What do you mean, Mrs. Miller?” he nervously replied.

“I mean what’s going on down here,” she said, gently placing her hand on the obvious bulge in his jeans. “I’m old enough to be your mother, but do you think I’m sexy?”

“Yes, Mrs. Miller,” he said.

As lonely as she had been for so long, Tammy found herself getting turned on as well, sitting close to this handsome youth who was obviously drawn to her large, soft, maternal breasts. She decided to stop thinking and seize the opportunity, so she opened the top of her robe for Steve.

“Do you like what you see?” she asked, and before he could reply, she placed her hand on the back of his head and gently pulled him to her bosom.

“Don’t be shy, sweetheart, come to mommy,” she whispered as she laid his head on her chest, holding it there şerifali escort and stroking his hair. “There now, isn’t that better?”

Steve’s hormones were raging and his head was swimming with lust.

“Yes, Mrs. Miller, you smell really nice,” he replied.

“Do you like how my tits feel, Steve?” she asked, already knowing the answer as she put her free hand on his crotch, feeling the heat from his throbbing erection as she rubbed it through his jeans.

“Yes ma’am, yes Mrs. Miller,” he mumbled.

“We have the house to ourselves, so why don’t we go upstairs and get more comfortable?” Tammy said.

“Where are we going?” he asked naively.

Without answering, she stood and took Steve’s hand.

“Come with me, young man, it’ll be fine,” she said as she led him to and up the stairs to the master bedroom. She led him inside, closed the door, and sat him on the edge of her king-size bed. He was in a daze of lust as Tammy took off his sneakers and socks, pulled his tee shirt up and off, and then undid his belt and pants and had him stand. She yanked his jeans and jockey shorts down and off, and sat him back down, completely naked.

She then rose and untied her robe, letting it fall to the floor, and stood before him in just her bra and panties, giving the boy his first good look at her chunky, mature body in all its glory. She was a plumper-lover’s dream, showing off her huge, heavy breasts overflowing her custom-made bra, her soft, draping belly, and her big, wide ass as she did a quick spin before his wide-eyed gaze.

“What do you think now, Steve?” she asked.

“Wow,” was all he could say.

Tammy turned down the bedspread and top sheet, sat down, and propped herself up against the headboard. She held out her arms, motioning for Steve to join her, which he did. Without removing her bra, she pulled first one and then the other enormous breast out, took him into her arms, and cradled him at her bosom, guiding a nipple into his mouth.

“Come to mommy,” she whispered. “Suck my tits, my sweet boy.”

Tammy was elated to have a man in her bed again, especially a young stud like Steve. Smiling down at him as he suckled and nursed like a hungry baby boy, HER naughty, horny boy, she reached down and took his rock hard, throbbing cock in her free hand and began to stroke it. How wonderful, she thought, to be able to teach this sweet young virgin exactly how to please her in bed.

Tammy was overcome with desire and lust. She had taken her son’s friend to her bosom, her bed, and into her arms. Her pussy was wetter than she could remember it having been in a very long time, and she desperately wanted to mount him and smother him with her heavy hanging jugs and belly.

“Steve, do you want Zack’s mom to take your virginity now?” she asked.

“Yes please, Mrs. Miller,” he replied.

She helped him up, slid off her soaking wet panties, and laid him back against the headboard. She grabbed his throbbing cock, threw her leg over his, and eased her wetter-than-ever pussy down over his erection.

Tammy pulled Steve’s face into her bosom as she sat on him, taking his hands and placing them on her big, soft belly. “I love how you suck my tits,” she said. “Now grab my fat belly and give it to me hard!”

She couldn’t remember ever feeling anything as erotic as his mouth on her big motherly tits and his steely hard cock inside her soaking wet pussy as she rode him, rocking back and forth and sliding up and down on his thick, turgid shaft.

“Fuck me in my fat mommy cunt, Steve!” she cried out, her voice hoarse with lust. “Impale me with your young stud cock!”

“This is amazing,” he moaned. “I can’t believe I’m fucking Zack’s mom!”

“Yes you are, sweetheart,” she replied. “And Mrs. Miller loves that sweet, hard young cock!”

Tammy’s big, fleshy body shook and jiggled like crazy as she bounced up and down on Steve, their bodies moving as one in a carnal dance. Nothing had ever felt so good! She shuddered with wave after orgasmic wave as she and Steve came together, the teen flooding her gushing, hungry pussy with hot come.

Tammy and Steve collapsed together on her bed, the older woman taking her young lover into her arms and cuddling him, his head resting against her matronly bosom. “You have so much to learn, sweet boy,” she whispered as she stroked his head. “But you’re making mommy very happy!”

“Yes, Mrs. Miller,” he sighed as he drifted off to sleep.

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