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Her mother becomes my boss
When I was a freshman in high school, Madeline was a new girl that moved in part way through the year. While talking to her in class one day, I found out that she had a very likeable personality and because we were both athletes, we had a lot in common. We became friends not only in person but on social media as well. Madeline was tall and athletic. The 5’10 brunette would go on to make the varsity volleyball team that first year and I was a short 5’3 blonde gymnast.

I learned right away that Madeline’s family was very wealthy. Her home up the street from mine in our southern California suburb was basically a mansion and was her parents’ sixth around the world. During those three years, her mother Betty was never there because she worked at a large company in Tokyo. I never met her mother in person even though I had seen many pictures of her on Facebook. Her father was a movie producer who was the parent who raised her those two years she stayed in my hometown.

Unfortunately, after those two years, Madeline’s mom wanted her to finish her education at a private school in England. Madeline moved away and even though we skyped and stayed in touch, it was not quite the same. Our lives went on and that summer after my junior year, she sent me an invitation to meet her in Japan for two weeks. I had just turned 18 and was excited not only to see Madeline for the first time in many months, but I had always wanted to visit Asia.

Her family paid for my flight and off I went. When I landed, I was fascinated by all the sights and all the people. While at the airport, there was a driver who actually held up one of those signs that read, “Brittni Hart.” I felt like royalty. I stepped into the large Rolls Royce and in 25 minutes, we were buzzed into the large electronic gates. When I saw the house, I was even more amazed at its size and luxurious amenities.

There was a butler, maid, gardener, and cook and they were all willing to wait on me hand and foot. There was nobody at the mansion except the workers when I unpacked into a room that was the size of most people’s houses. My phone hummed and I could see on the caller ID that it was Madeline.

I answered, “Hey girl! What’s up? Where are you? I could get lost in this house of yours.”

Madeline apologized, “Hey yourself. I am so sorry but my flight out of London got delayed. I’m just about to take off. My mother will be there later on in the evening. I hope you’re not mad at me. I tried everything. It looks like I will be there tomorrow sometime.”

I laughed even though I felt a little uncomfortable in a strange county, staying in a house with people I did not know, “No problem. I will hang out here and get to know your mom. We will make a night of it.”

Madeline giggled, “I’m sure you will.”

I found that peculiar but shrugged it off and we chatted for an hour before ending our call. I wanted to freshen up after my eleven hour flight so I hopped in the shower before putting on my comfortable leggings, t-shirt and rainbow colored ankle socks. I walked through the mansion, looking at all the fine art and sculptures. From the inside, it had the feel of a castle.

In the early evening, I saw a silver Ferrari F60 pull into the driveway with Madeline’s mom driving it. The car was spectacular but I found it strange that someone so rich would drive themselves. She exited the car and handed the keys to servant like her own personal valet. Just from curiosity, I was watching out the window until she approached the door. I didn’t want to seem like I was staring so I quickly sat down on the large sofa and beginning scrolling through my phone.

Betty walked in wearing her professional business black blazer over top a grey button-up blouse with a matching skirt containing a v-slit up the side. Her DD breasts were so tight in her top that it made the lapel on her blazer outwardly bow so much, the opening was in the shape of a light bulb. She also wore shimmer nude pantyhose and closed pointy toe, black, spiked high heels. Her long brown hair was put up in a messy bun and after she put down her briefcase, a maid quickly came to her service and asked if she wanted something to drink. Betty nodded and the maid disappeared.

She looked my way before letting out a big sigh, “Wow! What a long day!” She then continued, “Hi Luv. You must be Brittni. It is so glad to finally see you in person. I have seen your pictures and hearing Madeline talk about you, I feel we are already close. Come here and give me a hug.”

I stood up and went over to her and that is when I really gained perspective of how big Betty was in stature. She was 6’1 and very large. Of course while wearing the heels, she seemed even more gigantic when she had to stoop way down to hug me. I bet she weighed about 180 pounds but not an ounce of it was fat. She was curvy with small waist and a large tight booty to match her large boobs. Her body build was a larger Caucasian version like the tennis player Serena Williams with thick arms and legs and extremely fit. She was just a big lady and I was immediately intimidated by her size.

After we broke our embrace, Betty said, “You make yourself at home. I had a tough day and my stress level is off the charts.” Just then the maid handed her a glass of wine before exiting.

She sat down on a chair, crossed her legs and went on to tell me that she was now the CEO of the Japanese company she had worked for these many years and on that day, there was a board meeting where things didn’t go her way. She sipped on her wine and continued, “Those pricks on the board think they are running the show but they have no idea who they are dealing with. Sometimes men can be so damn stubborn but if it weren’t for me, we wouldn’t have profited 1.6 billion dollars the last fiscal year.”

As Betty continued to talk and I listened, it didn’t take long for me to realize she was a 44 year old lady who was in complete control and wasn’t used to not getting her way. She liked to drive herself in her own car and had me come to her for a hug which only confirmed my belief that she was a rich Alpha female that did not like to be told no. Even though I found that dominant nature to be intimidating, I also found it arousing in my own sort of way.

We talked a little more and Betty didn’t seem to have much interest in my life but only continued to talk about hers. She told me about her money, personal trainer, her favorite restaurants, what celebrities she has kept company with and things like that. I mostly listened and asked questions. Eventually, she stood up and came over to the sofa and sat back down directly next to me but turned inward where her knees were touching mine.

She leaned in and commented while using her hand to rake my damp hair out of my eyes, “You really are a very pretty girl. Your hazel eyes compliment your features. I knew you were attractive from your pictures but in real life you are quite stunning.”

She was now in my personal space and I was slightly nervous but replied with a polite, “Thank you, Mrs. Green.”

I had to do a double take to make sure I had heard correctly when Betty continued, “You are a perfect little girl toy with your tight little body. The perfect kitten. I bet you make all the boys happy.”

Not knowing how to respond, I replied again, “Thank you. I do have a boyfriend. His name is Ben and…”

Before I finished my sentence, Betty interrupted, “I bet you and Ben have loads of fun. Am I correct, Kitten?”

I had not replied yet when she asked, “Forget about all those dumb boys for a minute. The real question is have you ever had fun with a girl? Did you and Madeline ever…you know?”

I had never fooled around with a girl and hadn’t really thought about it when I responded, “Uh…no. I don’t really think about girls like that, Mrs. Green.”

Betty stopped running her fingers through my hair and gently pressed her thumb and fingers under my chin before leaning in and whispering, “How do you know Kitten until you have tried it?” She gave my lower lip a gentle kiss before adding, “Maybe you haven’t had the right girl to make you feel really good.” She kissed my lips two more times…peck…peck…before finishing, “You are very beautiful and I think you need to find out right now.”

It was hard to describe my feelings at that moment. There were a multitude of emotions running through me. I was intimidated yet calm. I was uncomfortable yet curious. I was scared yet aroused to the point of butterflies fluttering in my stomach. From under my chin, Betty used her large hand to pinch my cheeks together causing my lips to pucker before planting a long, slow open-mouthed kiss on them. With my eyes now shut, her tongue gently caressed my tongue. I could taste the wine she was drinking along with her lipstick and smell the hint of expensive Chanel Coco Mademoiselle perfume she had worn that day.

My pussy was getting damp and I even began to kiss her back mostly from not wanting to let her down. She moved her hand from under my chin to the back of my head. Our heads were tilted and we were engaged in a full blown make-out kiss. I let go of my hesitancy and made out with this large, mature woman who I had not met before that day. It became very real when I felt her hand slip inside my leggings. Her middle finger slid inside my panties and found my clit.

That rush of pleasure caused my eyes to pop open and for pendik escort me to murmur before quickly closing them back up. Even though Betty had long fingernails, she was careful to use only her finger to rub my love button side to side. Just the pure thrill of my first girl on girl experience and because she was so much older than me, I quickly released a powerful orgasm while gasping inside her mouth, “Ummm…ummm…uhmmhhh!”

Betty stopped kissing me and pulled her hand out of my pants. She stood up in front of me and put her finger under her nose, “Mmmm, you smell great.” She then put her finger in her mouth like a Popsicle, “You taste even better, Kitten. I think it is time for you to see how I taste. This will help me relax after the day from hell. You don’t know how long I’ve needed this. ”

I wasn’t sure how to react. I guess I was already too involved to say no and was still curious. Those butterflies hadn’t disappeared so I was just going to let her control the situation. I would have been too scared to have stopped her anyway. Betty had her skirt unzipped and slid off. That is when I realized I had been mistaken about her wearing pantyhose as she was clearly wearing stockings. The blazer and black, lacy, silk thong were also removed but she kept on her blouse and high heels.

The top of her pussy was extremely hairy and when she hiked one leg up on the arm of the sofa, I couldn’t believe her outer labia was so large. Those lip folds were bulging and thick like the wrinkled wattle hanging from a turkey’s neck. Betty, took both her hands and spread her pussy lips apart, exposing a gaping vagina. I still haven’t seen anything like it to this day. I rarely use the word cunt other than when I’m in the throes of passion but that was one large cunt.

Just as I was beginning to smell the strong scent emitting from a long day, she instructed, “Go on Kitten. I’m going to need you to get in there and eat it. Don’t be afraid.”

Using one hand to coax me, she put it on top of my head and pulled me in. My nose was up against her marble-sized clit as my mouth disappeared into her stretched pussy. Those meaty folds rested on my cheeks and my nose nestled in her pubic hair. I stuck my tongue out and began to lick all around the insides causing her to let out a large sigh, “Oh! That’s it my little girl toy. Lick my pussy like I know you want to. Can you smell that flavor?”

Within minutes, her juices began to flow. The pungent wetness and smell were all over my face. I continued to lick Betty’s hairy pussy while she continued holding the back of my head so that I would not stop. The more I licked the more I became turned on. Any awkwardness I once had, was gone. I was enjoying myself and wanted to please this strong, dominant, mature woman.

“Keep going, Kitten. I want you to make me cum. Suck on my lips. Ooooo, yes that feels amazing. Oh. Oh. Now, stick your nose it in and lick my asshole.”

When I obeyed and planted my tongue on her ringed sphincter, she quivered, “Oh. Faster! Faster! I’m so close! Faster!”

Betty was pressing my face deep up inside her cunt while I used my hands to reach under her spread legs and hold her ass for leverage. She screamed, “Oh, here I goooooooooo! Ahhhhh! Don’t stop! Oh! Oh! Ahhhhh!”

I felt her entire cavernous canal pulsate around my mouth. During her orgasm, additional juices began to flow and trickle down my chin. She released my head and I pulled my face out of her pussy to catch a breath like I had been underwater. I don’t know how she kept her balance standing in those spike heels with one leg up on the sofa arm and the other on the wooden floor. As I wiped my mouth, I thought about how proud I was to have made her cum so quickly and powerfully. Betty put her leg back down on the floor.

She lifted one eye brow, “Are you sure you haven’t done anything like that before? You are very good at it.”

I smiled and shook my head, “That is my first time.”

She then shook her head, “I would have never guessed that.” Betty then changed the subject, “These shoes are killing me. I’ve been wearing them all day. I bet you are good at giving foot massages too.”

I found that an odd thing to say and was she suggesting? She had already forced me to lick her vagina so I just went with the flow. Betty sat on the sofa a little ways from me and spun facing my direction. She lifted up her feet and placed them onto my lap.

“Go ahead Kitten. Take them off me and show me if those magic hands are as good as that magic tongue,” she smirked.

With her shoe covered feet sitting directly on my lap, I had a firsthand look on how big Betty’s feet actually were. After I removed one high heel, I saw that she wore women’s size 12 and with the added stylish point on the end, they looked like 15s. I removed the second one and her hose covered feet were now airing out in front of me. Through the clear nylon, I could see that her apple blossom colored toenails matched her fingernails.

I hesitantly took hold of her feet, began to rub and Betty let out a moan, “Oh my goodness! That feels wonderful. Dig your thumbs in my arches. Oh…YES! Like that.”

Her nylons were damp and smelled of sweaty leather which now added to her strong pussy aroma on my face. I continued giving her a foot massage for at least 15 minutes. I kneaded, pressed, and dug my fingers into her feet while she approved. Betty lifted one foot up to my nose and rubbed it on my lips, “I hope they smell OK. Sometimes they can get a little overbearing wearing heels all day.”

They were strong but I responded, “They are fine, Mrs. Green.”

She laughed, “Then kiss them.”

She had this dominant ability to make people do what she wanted and I was no exception. She was in control and I was her submissive. My mature powerful lady was making me her kitten and I had no problem with that. I was there to service her and that was my aphrodisiac. I was on fire and felt hypnotized into doing anything she asked. As she turned to her side and rubbed the bottoms directly on my face, I kissed her nylon clad feet like I was making out with my boyfriend. The smell along with her moaning only inspired me more. I knew she wasn’t moaning because of the physical pleasure but more from the emotional one of being in control. Her hand diddled her pussy while I made out with her feet.

She then suggested, “Go ahead and take Mama’s stockings off. I want to feel your warm lips and tongue directly on my skin.”

I couldn’t reach where they started so she slipped her fingers inside the lacy elastic and got them started for me. I pulled each nylon off one at a time and snapped it in the air, causing dried sweat dust to poof off in a small cloud. She held her bare feet back up to my face. I began to kiss and even lick the bottoms like she had asked.

“That feels great. Don’t forget the toes. Suck them nice and soft,” she seductively requested. Tilting my head around to the side, I put each toe in my mouth one at a time and sucked up and down like they were tiny cocks. I didn’t even mind the tangy taste because I knew I was pleasing her.

In the middle of me orally pleasuring her tired feet, Betty took them away from my face and sat up before expectantly scolding me, “You are such a bad girl! You have made me feel too good too quickly. You know I’m going to have to punish you.”

I looked side to side thinking to myself, “What is she talking about? I thought I was doing a good job.”

She ordered, “I’m going to have to give you a spanking. Come up here Kitten. Remember this will hurt me more than it hurts you.”

Then it dawned on me that she was continuing her role playing dominance. I wasn’t all in on the spanking because I wasn’t sure how hard she might do it. She was so much bigger than me and I am not a fan of pain.

I looked into her eyes and she said, “You heard me. Get up here, lay over my lap and take your punishment.”

Even though it felt weird, I crawled up and laid on my stomach across her bare lap. Her hand slapped down on my legging covered ass cheek and I got a tingle in my pussy. Another slap and it hurt but the tingle was stronger.

“You have such a tight ass. I don’t think you are getting the messages with these leggings on. Raise up so I can get them down,” she demanded.

I complied, “Yes ma’am.”

When I dug my feet onto the sofa and raised my booty, Betty tugged my leggings down, exposing my bare ass. She rubbed it first which felt wonderful. She then massaged each cheek before, “Slap!” Her hand came crashing down.

I let out a groan, “Oh!” It actually felt delightful to have this controlling lady spanking me, then another “Slap!” A couple more slaps and my pussy was gooey and craved attention.

Betty said, “There. I hope you have learned your lesson. Let’s go into the bedroom and you can take your time being my little girl toy. If you do it right, I won’t have to spank you again. Let’s go.”

I got up and Betty stood. After she scooped her thong and nylons up off the floor, I followed her to the bedroom. The size of her bed was equal to that of a small swimming pool. She told me to take off my clothes so as I was doing that, she unbuttoned her blouse. Once she removed her bra, her large boobs were free from their silky captivity. I believe my entire head could fit into one of her bra cups.

They were huge. I could tell they were real and only sagged slightly from the sheer size and her age. She had small areoles but kurtköy escort large nipples just like her clit. She pinched them and chuckled, “You like what you see?”

I can only describe them as spectacular when I responded, “They are very nice, Mrs. Green.”

She quickly sat next to me and grabbed the back of my head with both hands, forcing me down to one of them. I felt like a guy getting a lap dance at a strip club. My lips completely surrounded her engorged nipple. I sucked it like I like having mine sucked. I would give a series of quick rapid-fire sucks before slowing down to a tongue circle followed by a slow powerful suck. She made sure I gave equal attention to both breasts as she would manually move my head to the other one. Even though the scent of her strong vagina remained on my face, I could also smell the hint of perfume on her soft skin. When she pulled me off her nipples, they were as hard as thimbles and glistening with my saliva.

“You have me so worked up Kitten. My pussy is even wetter than you made it with your mouth. Here feel,” Betty grabbed my hand forcing it to her flabby cunt.

She was correct. It was so sloppy! She then ordered me, “Stick your hand in it.” I easily slid four fingers inside the wide opening but Betty grabbed my arm and pulled, “Put your hand inside. Fist me Kitten. Make me feel it.

“Without warning, my entire hand was up inside Mrs. Green’s vagina stopping at my forearm. From deep inside her baby canal, I balled up my hand into a fist. I couldn’t get over how warm and mushy it felt inside. I began pumping my arm in and out while she squealed in delight. The sloppy thrusting of my hand sounded like a washing machine full of water with little clothes inside.

“Like that! Oh! Just a little harder!” Betty cried out desperately.

When I increased the force of my fisting, she let out a wild moan, “Ohhhhoooooooooooooooooooooo!”

During her powerful orgasm, her pussy squirted ejaculate all over my arm. When I pulled it out, it looked like I had dipped my arm in a tall bucket of water. She was breathing heavily.

Betty commanded, “Oh my! I want you to lick my pussy and ass again, only this time I want you to finish me off by tongue fucking it. I will tell you when to do it. She got up on all fours with her large bare booty staring me in the face.

She turned to look back at me, “Go on. I want you to do it while I’m in this position. I’m serious, don’t hold anything back. Get in there and eat it like it’s your last meal.”

The room was now smelling of sex. I leaned in and from down under. I slurped her hanging vaginal lip. I sucked it for a minute before latching on to the other one. I then licked inside her gooey cunt. It was salty and tangy but I couldn’t get enough of it. If it were humanly possible, I would have shoved my head inside. As I continued to munch her pussy and strained to go deeper, my nose wiggled its way into her tight little asshole.

She hiked one leg out to the side like a dog peeing on a fire hydrant and grabbed the back of my head, driving me deeper, “It’s time! I feel your nose on my asshole and now I crave that tongue. Oh, do it! Show me how you fuck my ass with your tongue! Fuck it, Kitten! Fuck it, good!”

I was barely able to get my tongue up to her anus when she forced it inside the puckered rim. All I had to do was keep it out and she did the rest by pushing my head deeper and deeper. It was like she was using my head and tongue as her own personal anal toy. Her strength overtook my ability to control anything and I was at her mercy. With my mouth hanging open, it didn’t take long for my slobber to pool in and around her asshole causing a sloppy squishing sound as I tongue fucked her.

Betty was about to get herself off and gave me strict instructions, “Ohhh! (Squish) Ohhh! (Squish) When I cum, (Squish) I want you to hum really loud (Squish) so I can feel the vibrations (Squish) inside my ass!”

Pressing me harder and faster she screeched, “Now, Kitten! Now! Hum really loud!”

It was difficult to make any sound with my tongue lodged directly up Betty’s rectum but I gave it my best effort. My muffled hum between her large ass cheeks sounded like I was trying to purr between two pillows. I was literally humming at the top of my lungs while Betty orgasmed. I could hear her squirt onto the bed sheets.

“Oh, Kitten! I’m cummming! Ohhhh! Yesss! Yessssssss! Yesssssss! That feels amaaaaaaazing! Aughhhhhh!” Betty screamed.

Feeling her ribbed anus twitch around my tongue gave me such a satisfaction. To be at her service and make her cum that powerfully continued to be a huge turn-on for me. My pussy was drenched and I could actually feel some of my nectar start to ooze down my leg.

She let go of my head while panting, “You Kitten are such a hottie. Wow! I think it is time we turn the heat up a little. Don’t you?”

Betty had me lay down on my back. She grabbed her two stockings and got up on her knees next to me. Even on her knees, she looked so big and tall. She took my foot, lifted it up to the ceiling and got closer so her body held it up. Taking my wrist, she used the nylon stocking and tied it around my wrist and ankle, cinching them together. She did my other side as well and I looked hog-tied with my right wrist strapped to my right ankle and my left wrist strapped to my left ankle. It wasn’t just role playing because she knotted the hose in such a way that I couldn’t just escape if I chose to. I was actually bound with my knees bent and legs spread open like an upside down frog.

Betty stepped back and smiled, “Look at you. My little girl toy all tied up, showing me that tight little body and that pretty little pussy. It’s just waiting for me. Don’t worry Kitten, if you give Mama a couple more orgasms then I’m going to take good care of you. I need a little pick-me-up and some help from a couple of friends.”

I had no idea what she meant by pick-me-up until she opened the box on one of her dressers and took out a big fat cigar. Using a candle lighter, she lit it and took several small puffs. She then cocked her head back and blew several smoke rings into the air.

“I’m sorry Luv if you think this is a nasty habit but I started smoking these while being around powerful business men all day and what do you know, I love them. When in Rome, huh?”

She sat the cigar down in the ash tray and opened the top drawer holding up two items, “Here are my two friends we are going to use.”

Of course with my arms and legs tied up in the air, it was difficult to see so I had to raise my neck as far up as possible. Betty was holding a wand vibrator with an egg shaped tip and a large dildo strap-on.

She chuckled deviously, “You are going to enjoy these.”

She sat the strap-on back down on the dresser for later use. With vibrator in hand, she got back up on the bed and rose up on her knees. She shuffled over, lifted her leg and straddled my head. Her loose meaty pussy was now just inches from my face. She took the egg end of the vibrator and placed it directly on her clit. When the buzzing started, Betty jolted upward.

“Oh my. This thing is so powerful. It has ten speeds and I have never been able to get past eight,” she cooed.

I couldn’t have moved if I wanted too and she could have easily choked me with her powerful thighs. I was at her every mercy and Betty continued to buzz along at her clit. Her breathing became shallow. She then established a routine. She would vibrate her clit, then slide the wand up her twat until it reached her G-spot, causing her to squeal. Then she would thrust it in and out before putting it back on her clit. When she increased the speed, the buzzing was super loud and when it plunged deep in her womb, it was dulled to a muffled hum. So close to my face, I was able to capture the strong scent of her sex once again.

When she clicked the speed up again, her entire body convulsed. The wand disappeared up her vagina but she immediately pulled it back out to a shriek and a stream of ejaculate struck me in the face, splashing off to the sides.

“Oh my God! These juices are for you Kitten! You may drink as much as you want!” Betty gasped before starting her routine over. The second time, she screamed louder and more squirt hit me in the face, “Aughhh! Yessss, Baby! It’s for you! Augghhhhh! It feels so amazzzzzzing!”

Her squirt splashed me with such force that it went up my nose, semi-choking me. After dousing me three or four more times, my hair that had dried was once again wet.

She was trying to catch her breath when she instructed, “This time, I want you to open your mouth very wide. I’ll tell you when.”

Just as the low buzzing was taking place, Betty quickly pulled the vibrator out of her pussy with a desperate plea, “Open, open, open….Augghhhhh! Drink it sweetie! Drink it! Aughhhhhhhhhhh!”

Following her command, I opened my mouth while she grabbed the back of my head and once again forced it into her hairy cunt. Her powerful squirt hit the back of my throat but that time I was ready and able to swallow the juice without complications. She held my head even though the squirting had ceased. Her entire pelvis continued quivering for almost a minute allowing me to totally consume her slightly salty juice.

Lifting her leg, she dismounted my neck. Standing up off the bed, she put her hands between her legs, “Oh my God! That might have been the most powerful orgasm I have ever had. kaynarca escort My vagina walls are still contracting. I think it is now time for me to do you.”

Through my liquid obstructed blurry vision, I could barely see that she had returned to the dresser and took a couple puffs off her cigar. As she was putting on the strap-on, I continued to swirl many emotions around inside me. I was naïve and shocked but my own pussy was so wet. I had never experienced anything like it and my desire was at an all-time high. I wanted to feel that rubber cock in my pussy. Better yet, I needed to feel it.

Betty looked at me with her ejaculate dripping off my face. She sauntered over and after picking up my little rainbow socks off the floor, she got back on the bed with me and fake apologetically said, “I’m so sorry. Look at the mess I made all over your face. It’s dripping everywhere.” While talking, she was wiping up the liquid with my socks. When my face was now drier and my vision restored, she continued, “There we go. All better now.”

She leaned down and planted a large, wet kiss on my mouth. Now cigar smoke was added to all her breathy tastes that I had sampled but I didn’t care. Even though I could not move my arms and legs, I kissed her back the best I could. When our short make-out session had ended, she rose up and shifted to where the large dildo protruding from her crotch was above my face.

After sitting it on my cheek, the rubber dong was warm to the touch. I couldn’t believe how real it looked and felt. The details were masterful from the hole in the tip to the rigid mushroom head to the veins flowing down the shaft to even the balls on the end. I had never seen dildo that looked like such an authentic cock.

Betty gave me a wicked smile before speaking, “You are going to love this thing. I call him Big John because this 8 incher reminds me of a guy named John with a huge cock that would fuck me for hours. I paid over eight thousand dollars for it. If you look closely, the veins are actually coils that produce warmth throughout a special rare synthetic rubber.” She then lightly tugged the balls and a couple drops of white liquid dripped from the head before informing me, “These balls are so real and hold liquid that looks and tastes like cum. It comes in powder form and you just add water. I pour it in from this little hole on the bottom of these balls like you would do to a squirt gun. You will not get a more realistic strap-on.”

I so wanted that in me and begged, “Would you fuck me with it now, Mrs. Green?”

“Sure Kitten but first we have to make sure you keep the noise down. Your pleasure will be at an all-time high with this monster in you.”

I wasn’t sure what she was insinuating until she took my wet socks and began stuffing them in my mouth. Drenched in her juices, the first one fit easily but the second one only fit half way. It was puffed out like I was blowing a cotton bubble. Betty picked up her worn thong off the floor, lifted my head and tied it around my face and mouth right overtop the sock. She had devised a homemade ball gag and it worked perfectly. Not only was my arms and legs restricted, so too was my speech.

Betty smirked, “There we go. I think you are ready for me to enjoy that young little body you have. I bet you taste delicious.”

From down between my legs she slid herself overtop of me up on her hands and knees like a man about to make love in the missionary position. We were face to face. Easing her large fit body down on top of mine, she seductively kissed my neck right behind my ear. Smooch after smooch hit my erogenous zone causing my eyes to close in pleasure. I could feel her large boobs pressed against my smaller B cups as well as the warm rubber “cock” between her legs.

Betty was driving me wild and the fact I could not move only fueled my lust. She slowly began to kiss her way down my shoulder to my breasts. She sucked and flicked my nipples with her tongue. They were sensitive and the heat felt amazing! My pussy was oozing down my butt crack in anticipation. The butterflies in my stomach and transformed into bats.

Betty then began licking her way down to my pelvis. She planted soft kisses on my gooey vaginal lips before talking in between licks, “Mmm…that is one good pussy….(kiss)…so tight and wet…mmm…you taste incredible. I could eat this little pussy all day long…mmm.”

I could do nothing but take it. Her tongue was long and she knew how to use it. Not only would she tongue fuck my slit, she would lock her lips onto my clit and suck it like she did my nipples. I quivered and wanted to cum so badly. I needed to get off. When she used her thumbs to spread my already upward tilted pussy and flicked her tongue inside, I orgasmed!

With the socks snuggly crammed in my mouth, all I could do was rock my hips and try to give off a mumbled scream, “MMMMMM….MMMMMMM…MMMMMMMMMnnghhhhh!” I felt the orgasm reverberate all through my body and not just my baby canal.

She took hold of one of her boobs and used her own nipple to rub my clit. It was such a different feeling and I was surprised how hard her nipple was. She rubbed and rubbed before putting it in my pussy. Using her weight, she mashed her large tit up against my labia. Too bad her nipple wasn’t big enough to be felt inside me but the stimulation from her smooth flesh pressed against mine was intoxicating. She bounced it off my pussy which I later learned was called dove fucking. I almost orgasmed again but she abruptly stopped.

Betty raised up to her knees, sucked my juices off her own nipple and warned, “Mmm. Are you ready Kitten? Big John is coming home.”

She placed the head of the dildo inside my slimy folds, locked her arms around my upward tilted bent knees and pushed the fat “dick” inside me like a well hung man would do. My inner walls stretched and tried to accommodate the girth the best they could. It hurt and I felt like a virgin with that much size invading me. The pain only lasted momentarily as the warmth and feel of a real life penis replaced it.

Wasting no time, Betty used her powerful hips to fuck me. Thrusting and thrusting Big John into my hungry pussy was exactly what I needed. I never knew how good a big cock could feel. At first she gave me little jabs which transformed into long slow pumps. My bare feet were up over her shoulders connected to my hands. I was in the shape of the bottom of a rocking chair.

As Betty pumped my pussy full, she smiled, “You are doing so good Sweetie. You are taking it like I knew you could. It’s OK, just let go and let your body release. Cum as hard as you need. I’m not going anywhere so take your time.”

It wasn’t long after that, multiple orgasms struck me. My muffled cries could barely be heard through my artificial gag but they kept coming as I kept cumming. Betty never slowed down and she fucked me much better than my boyfriend had ever accomplished. She kept a constant rhythm and I only took a few minutes in between climaxes. The pleasure was overwhelming. My insides were quivering like Jell-O.

Just when I didn’t think I could take any more. She pulled the cock out of my quim and flipped me over face down. Now remember, my hands and legs were tied together so I was actually head and feet down in the mattress, ass way up like I was forming the letter “A.”

Betty chuckled, “There we go. I’m going to fuck you so hard like this.”

She stood up and got behind me, taking hold of my hips. From that position, she slid the warm dildo back inside me. She held nothing back as she began to pummel my pussy like she was angry with it. Her thighs smacking against me as she made sure to drive home every inch. I was whimpering inside my gag. I was on the verge of a massive orgasm.

She bellowed, “I’m going to cum in your pussy! Are you ready for it Kitten?”

Betty reached down and squeezed the fluid filled balls. All that warm goo began ejaculating inside me. Of course the amount was ten times that of a real cock. As the warm liquid began filling my vaginal canal, I erupted in the most powerful orgasm imaginable! My head was grinding into the bed and I let out a muffled squeal for the ages. Betty slammed the dong inside me and held it still throughout my climax. I continued quaking even after my pussy had stopped. She pulled it out of me and the artificial cum started squirting out.

Plop…plop…plop it landed on the bed underneath me and oozed down my inner thighs. There was so much of it! I felt like a cream filled doughnut. When Betty let go of my hips, I fell sideways onto the bed. She gathered a pair of scissors from her top drawer and cut the nylons and panties binding my hands, feet and mouth. I laid there with the mess all over and around me. She laughed while smoking her cigar.

Without saying a word, she walked out and after I regained my composure, I went to the bathroom and sat there allowing the “cum” to run out for an extended period of time. I wiped and wiped to no avail. I ended up taking a shower and felt a little awkward about what happened but had no regrets. The experience was violating but, oh so, thrilling. I played on my phone and went to bed.

I was up early the next morning, anticipating the arrival of my friend. My pussy was still gooey and swollen. Finally, Madeline texted and said she was coming up the driveway. I greeted her at the door with my eyes wide open as if to give her a non-verbal clue as to what took place with her mom. Madeline first gave me a huge hug before pulling back and looking me up and down.

When she saw the stunned look on my face, she laughed, “Oh, I see you have met my mom.”

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