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   Chocolate Chip Cookies(M/F, MILF) Adults only - material unsuitable for
children



   A young college freshman goes home for the weekend with one of the guys
from his dorm and meets his beautiful mother.  Not only does she bake great
cookies, but he can't believe how the weekend turns out.

   My name is Jerrod Prior and this is a story about how I got to fuck the
mother one of my college dorm buddies.  Of course there were a few others'
moms I got to nail to, even some of my girlfriends' moms.  But those are
other stories I may tell later.

   This story begins my freshman year at State U.  I had grown a few inches
after high school and was now a 6'4", 195 pound, lean mean fighting
machine. I kept in shape by doing a lot of swimming and lifting weights. 
This seemed to keep the coeds interested and I dated a few, but none steady
by the end of the first month of school.

   We had been hitting the books pretty hard and one of the guys in the
next room over, James Barstow, invited my roommate and me over to his house
for the weekend.  His house had an in-ground pool and with the weather
still warm enough to swim I took him up on it.  My roommate Anthony (Tony)
Macon decided to stick around school for the weekend.  I suspected he had
latched on to a hot coed and was going to take advantage of my absence to
invite her over for a little roll in the hay as he called it.  It was
probably Jan, a cute little brunette who lived in our dorm the next floor
up.  It seemed she was hot to trot with Tony as she was always around when
he was in the room, and was always trying to get him to go somewhere with
her.  Whatever, I wasn't going to spoil his fun, but I expected the same
courtesy if I got the opportunity.  So, James and I finished up classes
around 11:00 AM on Friday and loaded up his car to head for his home about
two hours away.  I asked James about his parents so that I could at least
know a little something about them before I arrived at their house.  He
said his Dad was a chemical salesman and spent most of his time on the
road. This left his Mom alone a lot now that he was off to college and his
older sister had gotten married and moved away.  As his Dad was away for
the weekend, she would do the entertaining for us.  I said I didn't really
need any entertaining as just spending time in the pool away from the
pressure of schoolwork for a weekend was fine for me.  James said he might
be able to set us up with some dates from his old high school if I was
interested.  While this did sound mildly interesting, I decided I would
probably only get to meet the girl once and that would be it.  I could do
that back at college, so I decided I would just rather sit around the pool
and watch a little football on TV.  I told him he was more than welcome to
go out on a date; I just needed the downtime to recharge before I hit the
books again on Monday.  He chuckled and said fine, have it your way.  As I
had pulled an all nighter already this week, I kind of dozed off in the
car. I woke up just as we got to the edge of his home town and within a few
minutes we were pulling in his driveway.

   When we pulled into the driveway and started to unload our bags his mom
came out to greet us.  Man she was hot for an older lady.  She must have
had her kids when she was young, as she would have been competition for
even some of the more attractive coeds at school.  I was glad I had my
shades on as I didn't know whether James would have appreciated me ogling
his mother.  He said she worked out a lot at Curves and it showed.  There
didn't seem to be an ounce of fat anywhere on her 5"8" frame.  Her long
legs were slim and tapered as well as any runway model I had seen.  She was
dressed rather simply in a pair of shorts and a tight sleeveless top that
showed Mrs.  Barstow had an impressive rack.  Those big bra stuffers had a
delightful jiggle when she walked.  It surprised me when I sprouted a
little wood after looking at her.  An older woman had never affected me
that way before, so I was a little embarrassed when she came up and gave me
a hug and a kiss.  I knew she had to feel my hard cock and it felt like she
ground just a little bit against it, but I was sure it was my imagination
running amok.  She introduced herself as Sylvia and said she was glad to
meet me.

   "My word, he is a big one, James," she said to her son with a little
twinkle in her eyes.  I just laughed it off as Mrs.  Barstow was just being
nice.  So after the introductions I hauled my bag up to the spare bedroom
that had been used by her daughter, and then headed back to the kitchen for
some refreshments.

   To my relief Mrs.  Barstow, or Sylvia as she insisted I call her, did
not act like she had felt my hard on.  She was a very attractive blonde
with a bubbly, likeable personality.  Her husband was a lucky man at least
from where I viewed the situation.  I hoped my wife would look that good
when my kids were in college.  Sylvia said she would get supper on and that
we were free to do anything we wanted.  We headed to our rooms, got into
our swimming trunks, and headed for the pool.

   The water temperature was just right as I swam laps for about a half
hour to get the kinks out from the two hour car ride.  I got out and
secured one the lounge chairs that had an umbrella.  James was on a floatie
in the pool absorbing the sun's soothing warm rays.  It was a good thing I
had put my shades on as Sylvia came out with a couple of lemonades to
refresh us.  She obviously hadn't spent all her time in the house cooking
as she came out wearing a two piece swimsuit with a cover-up on the bottom
that kept some of her stunning legs from the sun.  The top looked like it
was a size too small as there was a lot of cleavage showing from her big
knockers.  When she walked they had that delightful jiggle again and it had
the same effect as when I had seen them earlier.  My cock immediately
sprang to attention and I'm sure she saw it before I was able to throw a
towel over my groin to cover it.  I saw a little smile form on her mouth as
she stared at my crotch.

   Sylvia leaned over under the umbrella to hand me the glass and I got a
nice look at those ample jugs as they strained her top to the limit.  I
could see just a hint of her big pink areolas as she leaned forward.  She
may have had grown kids but that pair melons of was some prime stuff that
any woman would have been proud of.  "Here Jerrod, supper will be ready
soon.  Let me know if you need anything.  Anything at all," she emphasized
with a big smile.  It sure sounded like a come on, but hey, she was a
married woman probably just having a little fun at my expense.  Still, even
with my sunglasses on she had to know I was staring at her.  I thought it
might be good to put the cool lemonade glass on my cock to get it under
control.  Sylvia walked away and put James' glass on a table by the pool.
Now that she had piqued my attention, I noticed she looked very hot from
the backside also.  She turned around just as she got to the back door and
caught me staring.  Sylvia gave me a little knowing smile as she entered
the house.

   After we finished supper out on the patio, we helped her clean up the
dishes and take them into the kitchen.  I headed back to poolside to relax
from the delicious meal and James followed me to take one of the other
lounges.  He announced he had a date set up for tonight, but he could still
set me up with one if I wanted.  I declined as it felt pretty good just
relax by the pool.  He said his mom would take me anywhere I wanted to go.
I said thanks, but I'd probably stay out here till after sunset and go in
to watch a little TV before hitting the sack.  James said to be careful,
because his mom would probably bake fresh cookies for me tonight if I
stayed home and that they were the type you found you couldn't eat just
one. Some home baked cookies and milk sounded fantastic to me, not that I
had anything against going out with high school girls, but I was interested
in learning more about Sylvia anyway.  When James left for his date, I took
another swim and to my surprise I heard a splash and saw Sylvia entering
the pool.  When she popped up after dunking herself, I quickly noticed she
had changed into another swimsuit.  She was now wearing a hot pink bikini
top that tied in the front, and now that it was wet, it clung to the curves
of her shapely hooters.  Mrs.  Barstow was obviously a great swimmer as she
glided effortlessly up to me with a big smile on her face.

   "You're a pretty good swimmer, Mrs.  B," I said.

   "Well, I did swim some in college.  I looks like you're pretty good
yourself, Mr.  Prior," she replied quickly, grinning as she knew where my
eyes were looking.

   "I swam a lot in high school, but just don't have much time now that I'm
at college.  So I take every opportunity I can."

   "Would you like to make a bet?" Sylvia inquired with a twinkle in her
eye.  I shrugged, "Well, sure I guess.  Like what would be bet?  I haven't
got anything."

   "Hmmm...the winner gets the loser to do anything they want.  Deal?" the
gorgeous mother asked.

   "Yeah...sure," I agreed, trying to think what I would want.  James raved
about his mother's cookies, and I loved homemade cookies.  However, the
little devil in my mind reminded me that James' mom was a very curvaceous
woman.  A MILF as they were known in some circles.  And she did seem to be
quite flirtatious.  If I won maybe I could get her to remove her top so I
could get a good look at those large knockers.  She did say anything, but
would I have the courage to ask if I won?

   "Let's do a warm up lap before we race," Sylvia suggested, already into
her smooth graceful stroke.  After the warm up lap we lined up in shallow
end of the pool.  Sylvia looked fantastic with golden hair now wet and
hanging half-way down her shapely back.

   "All right now, down and back one time.  Winner gets the loser to do
anything they want.  Ready, set, GO!" Mrs.  B yelled and we were off. 
Halfway through the first leg she had already pulled a half a body length
on me.  She was good, but that little devil reminded me about what I had
thought about earlier.  I started to use my superior strength to pull even
with her about halfway on the return leg.  The thought even getting a
chance to see her voluptuous milkers au natural spurred me on.  At the end,
I beat her by an arm's length.  She must have been a pretty good swimmer in
college.  It was fun to see the look on her face and watch those big
ta-ta's heave up and down as she tried to catch her breath.

   "WOW...you are the first one of James's friends I have ever lost to. 
O.K.  You won fair and square.  What do you want me to do, Mr.  Prior,"
Sylvia breathed and gave me a wink.

   Now I probably would have chickened out about asking her to remove her
top, but when she winked that little devil had me.  I just had to ask her,
even if I got slapped.

   "Well...isn't there anything you want me to do?" she snickered with a
mischievous grin.

   Well here goes nothing, she'll probably slap me silly, but nothing
ventured, nothing gained, I thought.  "Sure, take off that top so I can see
what's underneath," I said quickly so I wouldn't lose my courage, ready to
duck if she took a swing at me.

   Instead she just looked at me at first.  Then I saw a mirthful smirk
form on her lips.  "Hmmm...Jerrod, I just knew there was something
different about you.  Now I haven't flashed my tits since I was in college
while at Mardi Gras.  However, I did promise you anything, so I guess I'll
have to do it," the hot MILF responded, looking me straight in the eye.

   I couldn't believe she was going to do it, but I tried to act cool about
it.  "Would you do the honors for me?" she requested lifting her arms up
and walking towards me.  I wasted no time untying the knot that kept the
top in place.  When I pulled it apart, there were two of the finest breasts
I had ever seen.  They had a little sag, but they were still very full and
shapely D cups.  The dark rosy colored areolas were substantial, and her
big nipples were already stiff.  "What do you think Jerrod?  Are they as
good as you imagined?" she questioned concernedly.

   "Better...much better than I imagined.  They're incredible," I said
excitedly.  "I figured you were a tit man when I first met you.  I wouldn't
want you to think I was teasing you.  Would you like to touch them?" she
asked giving another wink.  "Yeah...sure," I responded, trying to keep the
excitement out of my voice.

   I couldn't believe she was going to actually let me get my hands on
those opulent orbs.  I cupped them with my hands and let my thumbs brush
across her hard nipples.  Her skin was soft and smooth as my hands fondled
her massive mammaries.  I couldn't resist tweaking the turgid nubbins. 
"Ouuu...you don't mess around do you?" Sylvia gasped, but still not
stopping my hands from playing with those big boobs.

   The bare-chested mother wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me
down for a hot, torrid kiss.  My hands gave each breast a firm squeeze that
only caused her to deepen the kiss.  When we finally broke the kiss, I let
my lips begin nibbling on her vulnerable neck.  "Ohhh...Jerrod...I've never
done anything like this before.  I've been faithful to my husband since
marriage.  Ahhh...yesss...but...but I'm so attracted to you." She sighed,
twisting her head to give me easier access to her obviously sensitive neck.
This sounded like an invitation to do anything I wanted to do with this
beautiful MILF and I intended to find out.  "You're one smokin babe, Mrs. B
and you know what I want to do to your hot bod, don't you?" I whispered in
her ear.

   "Y...yesss...I...I know what you want...Ouuu...those hands...so gooood,"
she groaned as my hands firmly kneaded her bare titties.

   I took her answer as permission to proceed and do whatever I wanted with
her.  I pushed her back against the edge of the pool and began kissing my
way down her neck to the upper swells of those marvelous melons.  Sylvia
leaned her back against the pool edge and thrust her luscious boobs into my
face.  With my face buried in her cleavage, I let both my hands rather
aggressively molest the big pink tipped beauties.  "Ohhh...my yessss.  I
knew you were special.  Treat them R...rough.  I ...like that.  My husband
doesn't really pay them much attention," she said breathlessly.  There was
no doubt Sylvia was the complete package.  Maybe her husband was an ass man
or a leg man, and she certainly had all that.  But to neglect a great set
of jugs like these was a crime in my book.  I fully intended to redress
that injustice.  "Ahhhh...Jerrod where have you been all my life.  Those
hands...  so powerful.  Yesss...squeeze them," the stacked MILF asked as my
fingers sunk deep into the pliant breast flesh.

   My mouth was not idle while my hands enthusiastically massaged those big
boobs.  With my face still buried in her abundant cleavage my lips were
planting wet kisses wherever they landed.  Sylvia obviously liked it a lot
when my teeth nibbled on her succulent skin.  This was demonstrated by her
hands wrapping themselves around the back of my head and pulling me deeper
into the valley of her luxurious bikini stuffers.  Sylvia continued to
encourage me as I played roughly with her knockers.  If this is what she
was missing from sex, I wanted to make sure that I appeased her needs
before I put my cock in her pussy.  I kissed my way out of silken crevice
of her sizable rack, so I could get my mouth on her luscious nipples.

   "Mmmm...yeah.  Jerrod...S...suck the nipples.  Suck them hard. 
Ouuuu...I...think you can read my mind..." The stacked MILF gasped as I let
my teeth chew a little on one delicious nubbin.

   As my mouth was tantalizing her nipples, my hands wandered down to untie
the bows on her bikini bottoms.  The material drifted away and I ran my
hand over her slit.  Sylvia's legs opened to allow my finger easy access to
her clit.  "Ummmm...that finger.  Uhhhh...yeah.  Sooo...good on my clit,"
the gorgeous wife moaned as I stroked and rubbed the tender sprig.  Mrs.  B
was one hot lady.  The more my fingers stroked her clit the more she begged
me to take total control of her sexy body.  "B...Jerrod...sooo turned on by
what you're doing to me.  Ahhh...c...can't believe this is happening.  I'll
do anything you want.  J...just make me feel gooood," she implored
excitedly.

   "Don't worry, Mrs.  B.  I promise I'll make you feel real good," I said
softly in her ear.  It was going to feel real good too once my cock was
buried in her hot snatch, I thought.  Sylvia was turning out to be a
revelation to me.  Never in my wildest imagination would I have figured
that a married woman could act like this.  I thought it was somewhat ironic
that I might have a hotter weekend than my roommate back at school.  The
naked woman squirming in my grasp was much more exciting than any of the
coeds or high school girls I had screwed before.  Maybe it was a little of
the taboo factor of doing it with a married woman or just that she was one
hell of a sexy desirable female.  Either way I intended to find out what
she really meant when she told me she'd do anything I wanted.

   With my free hand I pulled down my trunks and freed my 9" cock.  It was
time to make Mrs.  Barstow feel real good.  I rubbed the head of my cock
against her clit.  "Ohhh, myy," she stammered as I felt her body shudder.
Sylvia knew where my big dick was headed.

   "Man, you are one hot babe, Mrs.  B.  I can't wait.  I just gotta fuck
you," I groaned while starting to slide my dick into her wet snatch. 
"Yesss...P...please I can't wait any longer.  P...put it in.  P...put your
cock in my pussy," she breathed as I began pushing my phallus into her
cunny.  "Ahhh...Y...yesss.  Sooo big...  fill me up, you naughty boy," she
gasped as I now had half my dick in her.

   I pulled back out a little and then thrust deeply into her vaginal
crevice.  "Ahhhh...Ughh.  Never had one that deeply before," the MILF
exclaimed.

   "It ain't all the way in yet, Mrs.  B," I snickered as I rammed my cock
in balls-deep.

   "Uhhhh...Ohhh myyy.  Sooo d...deep.  IT..it'll split me in two," Sylvia
gasped, but she was not asking me to stop.  I hoped I would give her the
ride of her life.

   The beautiful wife wrapped her legs around my back as my big cock began
pounding her hot pussy.  "Ughhh...Ughhh.  Oh Y...yeah.  F...fuck me Jerrod.
Ram that big manmeat into my belly.  Ughhh...so good," Sylvia ordered.

   "You're one hot Fuck, Mrs.  B.  Didn't I promise I'd make you feel real
good," I said softly as I nuzzled her neck.  "Ohhh...FUCK.  YESSS...  Don't
STOP...Give it to me.  Can't believe how that big monster feels in my
pussy." The stacked mother pulled my mouth to hers for a very passionate
kiss.  Mrs.  B was matching me thrust for thrust as our tongues continued
to spar in her mouth.  At this angle I was able to really to grind against
her clit whenever I bottomed out.  This was truly starting to get to Sylvia
as her cunt would grind back hard against me to try and get more friction
out of our erotic coupling.

   "B...Jerrod...Ohhh...Yeah.  Ahhhh...CUMMMMING.  CUMMMING Sooo Gooood,"
the MILF cried out as she shuddered into her climax.  She was like a wild
woman and I really had to hold on to her.  Of course all that action had a
positive effect on my cock.  "Arrrghhh...Damn it.  Here it comes," I
groaned as I emptied my load of jizz into her spasming pussy.

   After we both calmed down, Sylvia pulled me down and put me in a lip
lock.  "My goodness, you really worked me over, you naughty boy.  But, I
must admit I liked it...I liked it a lot," she said as she broke the kiss.
"You were fantastic, Mrs.  B.  You are one sexy babe," I gushed, getting a
big smile from her as we reached down to gather our swimming attire from
the poolside.  I followed her wet nude form out of the pool.  Her fabulous
figure, and the wet hair half way down her back, would have made an ideal
mermaid.

   Pulling the lounges together we laid back to relax from our torrid sex
in the pool.  "Now, Mrs.  B what would you have had me do if I had lost to
you?" I asked playfully.

   "Probably just wash my car and clean the interior," she chuckled.  "Wow,
I guess I kinda got carried away," I said.

   "Yes, you did, but I wouldn't take back any of what happened.  Do you
regret doing it with an old lady?" my friends' still nude mom asked shyly.
"I would never consider you an old lady Mrs.  B.  You are one of the
sexiest, most exciting women I have ever laid eyes on," I said truthfully.
"Hmmm...that compliment deserves a big reward," she said softly leaning
over to give me a passionate kiss.

   "I think I can think of a better reward," I said pulling her still damp
body over on top of mine.

   "I think my young lover has evil ideas in mind for me," she teased as I
positioned her body on top of mine.

   "I need to fuck you again, Mrs.  B.  Damn you're so sexy," I readily
watched her position herself over my cock.

   "Ohhhh...you're such a smooth talker...how could I resist such an
offer," the beautiful MILF groaned as she slowly impaled herself on my
stiff cock.  It took a little bit to realize that Sylvia had called me her
lover.  Who wouldn't want to be a lover to this stunning creature?  Mrs. 
Barstow was a beautiful woman and very passionate in her lovemaking.  If
she wanted a lover, I'd be more than happy to carry that burden.

   With my cock buried deeply in her snatch, I put my hands on her hips and
began pulling her down on my up thrusts.  "Ohhh...ummm...Nyeah," she gasped
as I drilled deeply into her pussy.  My hands went back to work on her
jiggling boobs while she bounced on my dick.  I kneaded the soft yielding
flesh and pinched the dark red nipples of those ample knockers as our tempo
picked up.  "Yesss...play with my big tits.  Squeeze them, suck them, do
anything you want with them.  It's been so long since anyone paid them this
kind of attention," she offered leaning forward to put them within reach of
my mouth.

   When my tongue flicked one nipple, Sylvia moved the other nipple over
for me to swat with my flexible organ.  "Ohhh YEAH...that cock feels so
good.  Ohhh...Yessss.  That's some spunk shooter you have there.  I can't
believe how quickly it gets me to cum.  Geeez, it almost has me there now.
Ughhhh...F...Fuck me.  Sooo good.  Al...Almost there," she begged as she
ground her cootch harder against me.

   "Cum on my big cock, Mrs.  B," I goaded her on while my hands pinched
her stiff nubbins.  "Ahhh...YESSS...CUMMMING.  Ohhhh...YESSSS...CUMMMING,"
Mrs.  Barstow cried out as her body shook and trembled as the orgasm washed
over her.

   When her orgasm finally tapered off, the beautiful MILF collapsed on my
chest.  "Oh you are really a naughty boy.  My body has never reacted like
this.  Here I am a happily married woman with grown kids and a young stud
rocks my world like never before.  What am I going to do with you Jerrod?"
she asked.

   "Don't worry, Mrs.  B, it can be just our little secret.  I'd never tell
anyone.  We can just hook-up whenever the opportunity arises," I said. 
"Thank you, Jerrod.  I love my husband, but I don't want to give up what
I've found with you." Sylvia sighed as she put her lips to mine for a long
passionate kiss.

   When the beautiful wife broke our kiss, she put one of the pink-tipped
mounds on my lips.  I eagerly sucked the swollen nubbin, getting a soft
moan from my fuck mate.  "Ummm...yessss...suck my tits and fuck me with
that big cock again.  I know you haven't cum yet.  I have to take care of
my hot young stud." The MILF had already started to hump my prick.

   Far be it from me to complain when a gorgeous female wants to ride my
cock while I have one of her ample tits stuffed in my mouth.  "Mmmm...that
cock of yours...hits just the right spots.  Ohhhh...Yeah.  Sooo
F...fucking...Good," she raved as I began churn up on her down thrusts.  I
switched to the other knocker and gave it the same sort of attention as its
twin.  "Ufffffh...Oaaaah...Uwwwwaaah.  Oh...my.  F...fuck my pussy. 
Owwwuuuu..." the well fucked MILF said.

   Mrs.  B and I were into a nice rhythm when I felt her start to speed up.
We both knew what was coming, but this time I also felt a nice tingling in
my balls.  "Ahhh...Ohhhh...Jerrod ...Ohhh...Yeah...I can't help it. 
Ouuuu...CUMMMING AGAIN!!!!" James's Mom cried out as she came all over my
cock.  Her spasms were enough to finally send me over the edge.

   "Uhhh...Uhhhh.  Putting a load in your Pussy, Mrs.  B. 
Uhhhhh...UHHHHH," I groaned as my penis shuddered and spat its load of man
cream into Sylvia's belly.  When we had both calmed down from our powerful
orgasms, we probably looked like a tangle of arms and legs as Mrs.  Barstow
lay on top of me.  "Are you O.K., Mrs.  B?" I asked, listening to her soft
breaths.

   "Yes...just well fucked by my young lover.  I can't remember anyone
making me cum that fast and that hard in my life.  My goodness, do you have
a steady girlfriend?  If you do I envy her," the beautiful MILF sighed as
she rolled off me.

   "Uh, no ma'am.  I've dated a few coeds and had no complaints in the
romance department, but with all the studying, I just don't have time to
build a relationship.  Sometimes the coeds want a lot of your time if they
think you're getting serious.  Know what I mean?  I just don't have the
time right now."

   "Good for you Jerrod.  I suppose if you did have a steady you would have
been with her this weekend.  But then we wouldn't have had the chance to
hook up.  As they say," Sylvia said, and reached over to give me a big
kiss. "What kind of cookies do you like, Jerrod?" she asked.  "Chocolate
chip are my favorite," I said, remembering James' comment about his
mother's cookie baking prowess.

   "Very well then, now go take your shower to get rid of all the chlorine
and um...other activities.  After you're cleaned up, I should have the
first batch out of the oven for you to try.  I have to take care of my
young lover," she stated with a little pride in her voice.

   "Wow that would be great, Mrs.  B.  I can hardly wait," I quickly
replied, pulling her up off her lounge.  As we walked back to the house,
the gorgeous MILF pulled me down for one more torrid kiss.  "There that's a
down payment for later tonight," she added with a big smile.

   I hit the showers as Sylvia went to work in the kitchen.  While in the
shower my thoughts kept wandering back to what I had just experienced with
Mrs.  Barstow.  My experience with her had completely blown me away.  She
was one hell of a sexy female and one hot fuck.  It certainly made me
rethink everything about attractive older women.  At least a happily
married one, in Mrs.  B's case, didn't want to leave her husband: she just
wanted a good stiff dick to bang.  Of course she also wanted her lover to
appreciate her other ample attributes as well.  Oh well, this was probably
just a little fling for Sylvia and she would feel guilty at some point. 
Then I'd hear how sorry she was it happened and that would be the end of
it. In addition, I'd be told never to come back due to the guilt she'd feel
if she ever saw me again.  On the bright side the sex had been fantastic
and unlike some coeds there wasn't going to be all the emotional issues
like back at school.

   Finishing the shower, I headed to the dressing room and put on a little
cologne and some fresh clothes.  It really felt good to get that shower and
I could already smell the aroma of fresh baked chocolate chip cookies
wafting into the bedroom.  My mouth watered in anticipation of the fresh
baked goods in the kitchen.

   Walking into the kitchen, Sylvia was still in her swimsuit.  She looked
fantastic putting the cookies out on waxed paper to cool.  "Most beautiful
cook I've ever seen, and the cookies smell fantastic," I said.

   "I doubt that, you smooth talker.  The last batch of cookies is in the
oven, and when their done I'll get cleaned up and look a little more
presentable," Sylvia said as she grabbed me for a passionate kiss.

   "You may just think I'm trying to butter you up, Mrs.  B, but you are
one stunning woman.  Now I've just got to try these cookies.  Ouch!???" I
yelped in surprise as she playfully smacked my hand with a wooden spoon.

   "Take the ones over here first as they have cooled a little," Mrs. 
Barstow instructed me.  Totally disregarding her instructions, I grabbed
one of the hot ones and put it in my mouth before she could smack my hand
again.  The cookie was a little hot, but it tasted like pure ambrosia.  My
beautiful MILF could indeed bake fantastic cookies.  She raised an eyebrow,
a little smile on her face at my mischievous act.  I had the feeling I
wouldn't get another hot one without a whack from that wooden spoon. 
"Well?" she asked.

   "These are De...licious, Mrs.  B.  The best I have ever had.  I love
them fresh out of the oven.  Thanks," I said truthfully as I grabbed her
for an affectionate kiss while grabbing a couple of cookies at the same
time.  My kiss threw her timing off and she missed badly with the spoon. 
"Humph...You're as bad as James," she said in mock disgust.

   "Absolutely the best I've ever had," I added as I popped another one of
the hot round morsels in my mouth.

   Sylvia just shook her head and pulled the last cookies out of the oven.
This time she resigned herself to offering them to me right off the cookie
sheet.  I eagerly grabbed a couple and was quickly chewing on one.

   "Men..." she chuckled as another cookie disappeared in my mouth. 
"Ummm...Ummm...A woman whose beauty matches her cooking skills.  Rare
indeed," I stated sagefully, seeing a big smile form on her lips.  "I guess
my young lover's worth it.  Now I'll go get cleaned up and see you in a
little bit," my hot MILF sighed as she turned and headed out of the
kitchen.

   James had been correct about his mom making the best chocolate chip
cookies.  Also as he had stated, it was not possible to eat just one. 
Maybe just one dozen, but I didn't think I could just stop with a dozen. 
They were good, very good.  After the first couple, I tried to eat them
slowly to savor their flavor.  But, they were so good I had gobbled down a
dozen and a half before I knew it.

   By the time Sylvia had cleaned up and dressed, I was sitting in the
family room watching TV.  Her outfit was simple, but the shorts showed off
her great legs and the top showed just a little of her generous cleavage.
After I gave her a wolf whistle, she gave me a cute smile and came over to
give me a kiss.  Mrs.  Barstow gave a little yelp as I grabbed her and
pulled her into my lap for a kiss.  "Thanks for the cookies.  They were
yummy," I said sincerely as my hands wandered a bit.

   "Ohhh...those hands of yours.  I don't think I've been felt up this much
by anyone.  But, I kind of like it.  Ummm...sooo naughty," she snickered as
my fingers caressed one bra covered boob.

   "You're one curvy babe, Mrs.  B.  And those curves really need a lot of
attention," I whispered in her ear.

   Sylvia gasped as she felt my hand run up the back of her top and unsnap
her bra.  "Those hands are quite talented.  I think that's a record for
someone unsnapping my bra," my hot MILF stated in amazement.

   "Yeah, but you like what they do next better, don't you?" I asked as my
hand worked its way to the front of her top and pulled it up to reveal her
pink tipped beauties.  The plump mound was flawless as my fingers kneaded
its smooth surface.

   "Y...Yessss.  J...just what they need.  I love it when you play with
them.  S...Squeeze them.  Ouuuu...Yeah...pull my nipples," she begged as my
fingers tugged on the stiff nubbins.

   Sylvia leaned her head back against the arm chair and pulled my head
down to down to one of her big boobs.  "Ahhh...Y...yess.  S...suck my big
titties you naughty boy," the turned-on MILF demanded as my mouth sucked
wetly on her ample globe.  I sucked each tit until they were both slick
with my saliva.  Mrs.  Barstow was soon arching her back to shove more of
her abundant knockers in my mouth as her hand pulled my head down into her
pliant tit flesh.  "Ohhh...myyyy, can't believe how horny that makes me,"
she panted as my mouth continued to assault those big boobs.

   Then before we could go any further we heard a car pull up in the
driveway.  "Uh oh, James is home," his mother said concernedly as she
scrambled out of my lap.  "Tell him I've gone to bed," Sylvia instructed me
as she headed for her bedroom.  "Sure, Mrs.  B...sleep tight," I replied as
she blew me a kiss.

   "Ah Ha, I knew it," James declared as he entered the house.  I hoped
that it wasn't what I had been doing with his mom.

   "Knew what?" I questioned still wondering what he knew.

   "My Mom baked cookies didn't she?  Chocolate chip?"

   "Good guess," I quickly replied.

   "Please tell me you didn't eat them all," James pleaded.

   "Naw, I left you some, but it was hard.  I could have sat down and ate
all four dozen.  Your mom makes some scrumptious cookies.  I'd back her if
she went into business and I had any money," I stated earnestly.

   "She usually doesn't bake cookies until Saturday night.  Say did my Mom
ask you race a lap in the pool?" he asked.

   "Uh, Yeah, why?" I wondered out loud.

   "Did you actually beat her?" he asked..

   "Just barely.  Your mom can really swim," I said.

   "Like yeah...she was a Conference swimming champ in college.  Why do you
think we have a pool?  She loves to swim.  I think you're the first one to
ever beat her.  Did she make a bet with you?" he asked, still stunned that
I had beaten her.

   "Conference swimming champ!?  No wonder she was so hard to beat.  Yeah,
we made a bet.  She said I could have anything I wanted.  I remembered what
you said about the cookies, so there you have it," I said, thinking if
Sylvia hadn't had her big boobs creating all that resistance in the water
she'd have probably beaten me easily.

   James grabbed a few cookies to eat, obviously enjoying them as much as I
did.  "Where's Mom?" he inquired, loudly munching on the cookies.

   "She went to bed.  It's been a long day.  I think I'll hit the sack
too," I replied, heading for the bedroom.  It was too bad James had come
home when he did as I would have loved to go another round with Sylvia. 
But I wasn't going to complain as the weekend had already been a great
surprise to me.

   When I got in the bed it didn't take me long to fall asleep.  All the
day's activities had fatigued my body to the point I was soon dead to the
world.  As my mind drifted into the dream state, it wasn't long before I
was imagining Sylvia giving me a blow job.  The dream was so realistic; I
even began to hope I wouldn't wake up until she was finished.  Soon though
the sensations became so fantastic that it finally roused me from my
slumber.  In my groggy state, I looked down and saw a female head bobbing
up and down on my prick.  As good as it felt in my dream, it was even
better in reality.  "Mrs.  B?" I mumbled, my brain still trying to shake
off the effects of the deep sleep.  She stopped working over my schlong,
long enough to answer me.  "I figured this was the best way to wake you,"
she snickered.

   "Damn!" I gasped as her mouth and hands worked over my equipment.  It
didn't take long for me to realize that Mrs.  Barstow was no stranger to
giving a good BJ.  The few I had experienced up to this point in my life
were amateurish by comparison.

   The sensations she was causing would have had any man willing to do
anything for her just to continue.  While her mouth polished the glans, one
hand was firmly stroking the shaft, and the other hand was fondling my
testicles.  The triple assault on my member was enough to drive a sane man
insane with pleasure.  When her mouth finished with the head, she began
planting wet kisses on its way down the underside of my shaft.  "Geeez!" I
groaned as her teeth nibbled their way back up the stalk to the swollen
head of my man meat.  I thought I heard a girlish giggle, as she must have
had some idea of what kind of what effect her actions were having on me. 
Mr.  Barstow was a lucky guy if he got this kind of treatment.  Maybe this
was why he didn't care about her fantastic boobs.  Still, at least in my
mind, I would never ignore those ample mounds, especially if it turned on
my partner.

   Sylvia gave my spunk makers a playful squeeze that caused me to give a
little shudder in surprise.  She took almost half of my cock in her mouth
while her hand continued to jerk the rest of it.  Her combination of
suction and little nibbles were quickly driving me to the brink.  She spit
on the end of my boner to add a little more lubrication for her hands. 
With her hands stroking my pecker, I felt her take my gonads in her mouth.
The feeling was unbelievable as her talented tongue took turns playing with
each one of my balls.  Her perfectly manicured fingernails now raked the
underside of my prick causing it to twitch nervously.  One fingernail
teased the underside of my cockhead, tracing the little groove that was
there.  I never had any idea a BJ could be this exciting.  She seemingly
knew how to just put the right amount of pressure to provide pleasure and
only cause enough pain to sharpen the senses.  Mrs.  Barstow was amazing.

   "Can't hold out much longer," I moaned as my hot MILF continued jerking
my cock.  Sylvia immediately put her mouth over the end of my phallus and
began sucking even harder while her hand picked up the pace.  "Gonna cum,"
I panted as I could feel the familiar tingling in my balls go past the
point of no return.  "Awwgh...Damn," I cursed as my big banana pumped
several strong loads down Sylvia's throat.  She never took her mouth off
the end of my cock as my dick finally spent itself.

   "Hmmm...that was quite a load there, Jerrod.  I don't I've ever taken so
much at one time.  Quite tasty, if I say so," she said.  No girl who had
given me a BJ before had swallowed, let alone taken the whole load.

   "You were amazing, Mrs.  B.  What a way to wake someone up.  Thanks".

   "Gotta take care of my young stud.  And that big cock is still hard. 
Looks like it still got some left," Sylvia said expectantly.

   "Oh yeah, plenty left for that hot pussy of yours," I said as I rolled
her over onto her stomach.

   Mrs.  Barstow gave a little yelp when I playfully smacked her ass, but
that didn't keep her from eagerly raising her hips so that my prick would
have easy access to her pussy.  I ran my finger in her slit and it was
soaking wet.  My man meat easily penetrated her fuck hole as the hot MILF
gave out a big gasp when I bottomed out.  "F...Fuck me Jerrod.  Split me
open with your big cock.  I'll do anything you want.  Just F...Fuck
me...Uggghhh," she begged as I began deep stroking her.

   "Anything I want!?" I asked teasingly.

   "Y...yesss...anything you want.  Just give me that big cock," she
croaked as I rammed deep into her pussy.

   I could hear the moans and gasps with her head buried in the pillow as
my prick ravaged her twat.  My hot MILF stayed with me stroke for stroke
though.  "Ohhh...Yeah!!!  Give it to me Jerrod.  F...Fuck ME!" she groaned
as our groins ground against each other.  As the action became even more
intense, I put my hands on her hips and pulled her hard against me. 
"Y...yesss...like that.  Yeah.  K...keep doing that.  Bringing me to the
edge.  Soo Gooood," she panted as my pussy probe plowed deeper into her
vagina.  We both knew she was reaching her peak.  "Ohhh...Ohhhh...Yeah. 
Ummmm...CUMMING," Sylvia gasped as the deep fucking she was getting finally
put her over the brink.

   Now that Mrs.  Barstow had gotten her jollies, I intended to use her
sexy body for my own enjoyment.  "Turn around and sit on my cock," I
ordered as I lay on the bed.  Sylvia, to her credit, quickly got up and sat
down on my cock with her back facing me.  "Ouuuu...never been in this
position before.  You must like looking at my ass," she said excitedly.

   "It looks great, Mrs.  B.  But, I've got some other ideas," I quickly
added.  "Ohhh...uhhhh...ummmm...mmmm.  Ohhh...yeah.  That's sooo good," she
groaned as her pussy bounced on my hard pole.  I pulled her shoulders back
so that when she leaned back her arms straddled my shoulders.  This made it
very easy for my hands to access those big magnificent mammaries. 
"Ahhh...I should have known what you had in mind," the stacked MILF
snickered as my hands reached around her sides to cup her full breasts. 
Sylvia thrust her large mounds into my hands indicating that she welcomed
whatever fate I had in store for those big melons.

   "No way was I going to ignore those big knockers of yours, Mrs.  B. 
Especially when they seem have been so wrongly neglected," I teased as my
hands kneaded the soft flesh.

   "Ouuu...ummmm.  Yesss.  Squeeze and play with them.  Those hands...soooo
goooood," Sylvia said while my fingers compressed the pliant tissue.  She
gasped as I pinched her nipples and pulled them upward, stretching her
nubbins quite a bit.  I'm sure it had to be a little painful, but she never
asked me to stop what I was doing.  Sylvia did quite the opposite, in fact,
as she arched her back even more to encourage my abuse of her nipples.

   "Really makes you hot to have those big titties of yours used and
abused, doesn't it, Mrs.  B," I said.

   "Y...yesss...  I...love what you're doing to them.  It's so wicked and
exciting, that I'm letting you do anything you want to them," she said,
with huskiness in her voice as her pussy ground harder against my groin. 
"Ohhh...yeah.  Ohhh...Ohhhh...Soooo close.  Ummmm...CUMMMING," the hot MILF
exclaimed as her body climaxed.

   I knew I was close to cumming myself, so I kept pistoning my cock into
her hot pussy.  "Don't stop, Mrs.  B.  Fuck my cock.  I'm almost there," I
encouraged her while my hands ravaged her boobs.

   "Ughhh...  F...FUCK ME.  RAM THAT BIG COCK INTO MY PUSSY," she
commanded, trying her best to keep up with me.  I could sense she was
beginning to tire, but she wasn't a quitter.  One last squeeze of her pussy
around my pole and I was there.  "Argghhh...here it comes," I warned her as
my cock shuddered deep inside her warm pussy and spat its load against her
cervix.

   With our orgasms tapering off, Sylvia finally collapsed on top of me. 
Her breathing made it sound like she had run a race.  My hot MILF finally
rolled off me and turned to give a very passionate kiss.  While we were
kissing, my hands went back to massage her big hooters.  "You're something
else, Jerrod.  No one has made me feel like that before.  And I know what
you'd like to do now," Sylvia snickered as she put one of her abundant
assets in my mouth.  I enthusiastically sucked the hard nipple in my mouth.
Mrs.  B rolled over on her back and my lips were quickly all over her
flawless mounds.  "Ahhhh...Yesss...suck my big titties.  Play with them you
naughty boy," she gasped as my hand molested the other boob.  It wasn't
long before my cock rose to attention.  I positioned myself between her
spread legs and pounded that pussy until we both came again.  Finally, our
tired bodies drifted off into a deep slumber.

   When I woke the next morning, Sylvia was already gone and I could smell
breakfast cooking.  I threw on some clothes and headed for the kitchen to
find my beautiful MILF already dressed and putting eggs and bacon on
plates. I snuck up behind her and put a kiss on her neck, while my hands
found their way to her big knockers and gave each a firm squeeze. 
"Ohhh...Ahhhh!!!  Must be Jerrod", she gasped.  She turned around and gave
me a torrid kiss.  "Thank you for last night.  I feel like a million
bucks," Mrs.  B stated proudly when she broke the kiss.  "You look like a
million bucks," I said sincerely.  "Hmmm...well I have to look good for my
young lover," she retorted.  "Stunning, absolutely stunning," I gushed on
her, seeing a big smile form on her face.

   "I'll have to reward you later for that comment.  Now go get my son up
and I'll serve us up some breakfast," she ordered.  I did as ordered and
soon James and I were seated at the kitchen table, where Mrs.  B placed our
breakfast in front of us.  During breakfast, James announced he was going
to spend the day with his date from last night and hoped I wouldn't mind. I
wished him a good day and saw a little smile on Sylvia's lips as she gave
me a little wink.  Needless to say when James left for the day, Sylvia and
I were back in bed where we tried to screw each other's brains out the rest
of the day and night.

   On the way back to school, James apologized for being gone all the time,
but said he was now going steady with a senior from his old high school.  I
told him that was fine and that his Mom had been a great host and her
cookies were out of this world.

   When the next Thursday rolled around James asked me if I wanted to go
home with him again.  He said his Mom asked specifically if I was coming.
She had promised to bake all the chocolate chip cookies we could eat.  I
laughed and said sure.  I couldn't refuse an offer like that.  I knew Tony
wouldn't mind as he had told me about his weekend with Jan.

   I made several trips to the Barstow home that year and subsequent
schoolyears, especially when Mr.  Barstow was going to be gone for the
weekend on business.  Sylvia would also sometimes come to visit her son,
and she stayed at a local hotel to give us some time in the sack.  James
was always amazed that his mom sent me a batch of chocolate chip cookies
about every two weeks, while she sent none for him.