1. Amanda’s Cougar Mom


    Date: 8/14/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Male / Females, Mature, Romance, Teen, Threesome, Author: abroadsword, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

    Amanda’s Cougar Mom Amanda's mom checked me out before she let me date her. It was my first year at Uni. My first time away from the farm. I didn’t have many friends. I was studying too hard doing a computer course. Spending long hours on the campus super computer during the day. Working late into the night in my room. The friends I had were most all on line. We had compulsory group registration every Thursday, just a random bunch of students with a tutor who was supposed to mentor us. Mostly we just shouted ‘yeah’ when our name was called and went away again. It was quite a shock one Thursday when Amanda who I never even spoke to before said “Hey Steve, you seen that new movie yet?” like right out of the blue. “Er no,” I said as I hadn’t seen a movie in months. “You want to take me? Tomorrow maybe?” she asked. “Sure,” I said nervously. “You better come round later, after class so Mama can check you out, ok?” she said brightly. She handed my a piece of paper with her number and address on it. “Sure,” I agreed. My legs were wobbling, my knees knocking. Amanda was a knock out. Long blonde hair. Blue eyes. Long blonde legs doing way up. Big ripe breasts, E cup maybe, bursting out of a tiny sun dress. Big smile. Like a film star right out of a big budget porno. I walked away trying to disguise my horn. Gee was I turned on. I just couldn’t figure why she hit on me. I just went to my room, found I didn’t have a clean shirt so I went and bought one, I found some brand new Levis ...
    and cleaned my shoes, even combed my hair and went around her place at five thirty. I knocked the door. Amanda’s mom answered. “Hi, I’m Steve, Amanda invited me over?” I said awkwardly. Amanda’s mom was like an older bolder version of Amanda. Her face was lined from too much sun. Her hair was bleached an unnatural shade of honey blonde. The tiny top and miniskirt she wore just showed off her magnificent tits to perfection as she teetered on four inch heels. She sort of sneered at me, “Oh, so you’re this mysterious Steve? The next Bill Gates?” “Gee I hope so,” I said. “But I’m just doing a course right now.” “Then you better come in,” she suggested, “Drink?” “Coke would be great,” I ventured. “Bourbon or Bud, we don’t have soda in this house.” “Ok, I’m Ok thanks.” I apologised. “Sit down,” she said as we got to the parlour. She sat on the couch. I sat in a chair facing her. She uncrossed her legs showing a pair of tiny panties. “So Steve, do you want to suck my tits first of just get right on and fuck me?” she asked. “What?” I demanded. “You don’t date Amanda for her brains do you Steve?” she sighed. “She’s like me, Steve, 36 E, Wham, Bam, Thank you Ma’am.” “Uh, she seems real nice to me,” I blustered as my tool swelled uncomfortably in my pants. “So I have to check her dates out Steve,” she explained, “To stop guys taking advantage of my little girl.” “Sure,” I agreed, “Ask away.” She looked me right in the eye, “I don’t want to ask anything Steve, I just need to know what you ...
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