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 (C) 2012 by Magnum.  You may freely distribute this story digitally, but
only in full, crediting me as the author.  Please send feedback to me at
haguro1234@googlemail.com - it makes writing these worthwhile.  My name is
Jerrod Prior and this is a story about how I got to fuck the MILF sister
one of my college girlfriends.  Of course there were many others I got to
bed, even some of my girlfriends' moms.  But those are other stories I may
tell later.  This is the second in the series.

   Sugar Cookies (MFF, MILF, Cons)



   Starting my freshman second semester at State U, I went to one of the
numerous dances that were always available on Friday and Saturday nights.
Thanks to my mother's sister, Sally, I was a pretty fair dancer.  Mom's
sister and husband were part-time dance instructors and even had their own
studio.  Aunt Sally would use me as her partner whenever her husband was
away on business.  It was a lot of fun and I got to dance with a lot of
different ladies in the community.  That usually led to a mother trying to
set me up with a teenage daughter.  Sometimes it worked out and other times
things just didn't click.  However, it did give me a lot of social
experience with the opposite sex and I felt pretty comfortable around
women.

   So one Friday night, my roommate, Tony Macon, decided to go to one of
the campus dances, but didn't want to go alone.  While I always had plenty
of homework, he was my roommate and a pretty decent one, so I decided to go
along.  I'll give Tony credit, there were plenty of girls around and
several hotties, which surprised me as I figured those girls would never
have a problem getting a date.  But, maybe they'd broken up with their
boyfriend or had some kind of other issue that caused a problem.

   I just kind of sat on the sidelines and let Tony dance with a few of the
ladies.  It was fun just to people watch and observe the interactions.  It
didn't take long to determine who the good dancers were and who weren't. 
It was funny to watch some of the guys try to dirty dance with the girls.
For the most part the girls were turned off and those guys quickly had no
one who wanted to dance with them.  Most of these guys left early to try
their luck elsewhere, probably at a local bar.

   About 30 minutes after we arrived I was just sitting at my table
enjoying a soft drink when a cute looking redhead asked me to dance.  "You
don't look like you're having much fun.  Do you want to dance?" she
questioned.

   "Sure, who could resist a dance with a beautiful girl?  I just hope I
don't have two left feet," I said jokingly.  She gave me a big smile at my
sincere evaluation of her looks.

   She was a good dancer and we danced a couple of dances.  I never did get
her name as another guy asked her to dance as we finished second and I
excused myself.  She didn't look real happy, but accepted the other guy's
invitation.

   Before I could get back to my seat a short, slim brunette asked me to
dance.  After one dance another guy wanted to dance with her, so I once
again headed for my table.  But, then another coed asked me to dance and so
it went for about an hour.  Finally I was able to get back to my table and
set down, to sip on my now lukewarm soft drink.

   I watched a couple of dancers and saw a very attractive brunette, with
hair that fell just below her shoulders, sitting across from me.  I watched
as several guys asked her to dance, but she must have turned them down cold
as she stayed seated at her table.  Eventually, I saw her get up and head
around the tables.  I figured she'd had enough and was heading for the
door, so my gaze went back to the dance floor.

   That was when I felt a tap on my shoulder.  When I turned around, it was
the attractive brunette.  Seeing her close-up was even better.  She must
have stood about 5' 10" and had curves to accentuate the look.  The dim
light of the dance hall hadn't really shown her true beauty.

   "Hey, would you like to dance?  I think you're about the only guy who
hasn't asked me to dance tonight.  Is there something wrong with me or
what?" she questioned with a big smile.

   "Uh...no there certainly isn't anything wrong with you.  To be quite
frank about it, I'd have to say you're a real babe in my book.  With all
the guys you've turned down, I just figured you didn't want to dance," I
answered truthfully.

   "Well you're the only decent dancer here and besides I need a tall guy.
Also, you seem to be the only one here just for a good time.  The other
guys are just looking to get lucky.  So, don't get any ideas.  Still wanna
dance?" she asked with that big smile still showing.

   "Who could refuse a pick-up line like that?  Sure I'll dance with you.
By the way my name is Jerrod Prior, freshman class.  Hope that doesn't turn
you off?" I replied back to her.

   "Monica Weston, senior...Nope, that's not a turn off with me.  Let's see
how well you can dance," she stated while pulling me out to the dance
floor. After a couple of dances, I quickly realized that this girl had
taken lessons somewhere.  We quickly picked up each other's rhythm and were
gliding around the dance floor.  Fast or slow, it didn't matter what the
music was, she knew it.

   "You're a great dancer.  Have you taken lessons somewhere?" I queried
her during a slow dance.

   "Took ballet from grade school through high school.  Messed my ankles
and knees up, but still loved to dance so I took some lessons here at
school.  Besides, the way my body developed, I wasn't going to make it as a
ballerina anyway," Monica answered, looking down at her well-shaped chest.

   "Um...see what you mean.  You're right...don't see too many curvy
ballerinas," I retorted, taking a glance at her abundant bust line.  That
got a good laugh out of her.

   Monica asked where I had learned to dance, so I gave her the whole story
about my Aunt Sally.  We danced steady for an hour and took a break for
awhile, getting into a conversation about the dating scene here at State U.
She seemed relieved when I told her I didn't have a steady girlfriend yet.
Monica had dated pretty steadily for a couple of years, but had broken it
off with her latest just before Christmas break.  She said they just didn't
have the same interests and it was time to move on.

   When we went back out on the dance floor, I noticed she was dancing a
lot closer and even put her head on my shoulder during the last couple of
slow dances.  I remembered her admonishment about not getting any ideas and
made sure my hands stayed discreetly where they were supposed to be.  My
cock on the other hand had other ideas and it took a lot of effort to keep
from getting a hard-on.

   Finally, as the last dance was done, I walked her to the door and
thanked her for a pleasant evening.  She gave me a little peck on the cheek
and surprised me with a question.

   "Say...would you like to come over to my place?  I'm still not tired.  I
can fix us a couple of drinks and I've got all kinds of movie DVDs if
you're interested?" Monica asked expectantly.

   "I'm kind of a Sci-Fi nut.  Sorry, not much into chick flicks.  So, if
that's what you have in mind I'll just pass," I said honestly.

   "You're quite the young man, Jerrod.  Fortunately, I'm a big Sci-fi fan
too.  Now most guys would have jumped at the chance to have the girl take
him back to her place.  They'd have seen it as an invitation of sorts for a
little roll in the sack," she said raising her eyebrow.

   "You said don't get any ideas, when you first introduced yourself.  I
only see this as an opportunity to spend the rest of the evening with a
very beautiful and interesting girl watching Sci-Fi movies.  That's message
I got.  Nothing more," I answered frankly.

   "You just never know...maybe you will get lucky," she replied with a
little spark in her eye.

   "Now, with you, that would be better than any Sci-Fi movie I can think
of," I quickly shot back, wondering if she'd blow me off at that statement.

   With that she gave me a little kiss on the lips.  "C'mon, I don't live
too far from here.  You pick out the movies and I'll get the drinks and
munchies," Monica stated grabbing me by the hand.

   When we arrived at her place, she showed me where the movies were and
told me to pick out a couple, while she got more comfortable.  She'd fix
the drinks and munchies after that.

   Monica had a great collection of Sci-Fi movies.  Some were even what I
called classics.  I picked out "Forbidden Planet," and an old Japanese Toho
movie called "Battle in Outer Space" to start with.  I loaded the DVD
player and it wasn't long before Monica was back with our drinks and
munchies.  I kind of smiled when I saw what she was dressed in.  It was an
old pair of sweats, that never the less still accentuated her curvy figure.

   "What?" she asked upon seeing my smile.

   "Just never pictured a ballerina dressed like that," I snickered. 
"Former ballerina, Mister Prior.  You don't like these?" Monica mocked. 
"Hey, you'd look good in anything," I answered back as she slid in next to
me on the couch.

   "Thanks...I take that as a compliment," she fired back giving me a wink.
I told her the movies I chose for us to watch and she seemed pleased with
my choices.

   We both got engrossed in watching the "Forbidden Planet" movie. 
Watching Leslie Nielsen in a serious role was definitely interesting
especially after watching all the comedy roles from his later years.  Then,
of course, there was the gorgeous Anne Francis running around in those
mini-dresses.  However, I didn't forget about the smokin' hot girl snuggled
up next to me.  After all, she had invited me to her place and had at least
given the indication she might enjoy a little action.  So, I put my hand
around her waist to pull her closer.  When she voiced no complaint, I had a
feeling that I might get lucky later.  If I didn't then I'd go back and do
homework.

   When my hand made it up to the bottom of one bra-clad breast, Monica
just pressed herself closer to me as if to encourage me to go further.  I
had no problem with that as I let my hand wander up the bottom slope of one
of those generous bra stuffers.  My fingers finally found the hard nipple
in her bra.  At least she was turned on by my actions.

   "Ahhh...just what do you think you're doing, Jerrod?" Monica asked
looking me in the eye as my finger tweaked the tender nubbin.

   I didn't say anything, but just moved my lips to hers.  The kiss got
pretty hot, as my finger continued to feel up one abundant breast.

   "Hmmm...that's what I thought you were doing.  You're a great kisser,
Jerrod.  I'll make you a deal.  If you'll let me watch the movie, you can
do anything you want," Monica challenged me with a smile.

   "Now who could refuse a deal like that," I said coolly.  "Now stand up
in front of me," I ordered.

   She quickly stood up and moved in front of me.  I grabbed the bottom of
her sweatshirt and when she lifted her arms, I swiftly pulled it off.  My
hand went to the back of her bra and I deftly unhooked the unwanted
garment.

   "Very smooth...Obviously not the first one of those you've had to deal
with," Monica teased as she pulled it down her arms to throw it on the
floor.  I wasted no time as I hooked my fingers in her panties and pulled
them down with the sweat pants.  Monica stepped out of them and was
completely nude.

   "I don't think I could undress myself that fast," Monica laughed knowing
that her body was mine to do with as I pleased now.

   "Move over to that chair," I commanded, moving behind her.  With her
still standing I undid my pants and pulled them down and pulled my shirt
over my head.

   "You're a fast mover, Jerrod.  What have I gotten myself into?" she
snickered upon seeing my clothes pile on the floor.

   "Hopefully you will enjoy this every much as I will," I whispered in her
ear as my hands came up to cup her plentiful tits.

   "Ahhh...those hands are going to make it difficult to concentrate on
TV," Monica gasped as my hands kneaded her abundant knockers.

   When I sat down, my hands pulled her down to sit on my lap.  While one
hand continued to pillage those fine titties, my other hand spread her
legs. My fingers now had complete access to her twat.  One finger slowly
stroked her clit as another worked its way between the slick lips of her
vulva.

   "Mmmm...Thh...that feels so good," she moaned as my finger circled her
clit and her hips began to squirm a little bit on my lap.

   "Don't worry; just let Doctor Jerrod take care of everything.  I promise
to take care of all the tension of the past week.  All that schoolwork and
now time for a little pleasure," I whispered in her ear while planting wet
soft kisses on her neck.

   "Ummm...Y...yesss Doctor.  I think I see...I mean feel what you mean,"
Monica groaned leaning back into me.  She spread her legs a little wider
allowing my fingers to easily slip into her now soaking wet slit.

   I let my hands and fingers continue to stimulate my former ballerina. 
It is always interesting to listen to a woman's sounds as she gets turned
on and allows her partner to pleasure her.  Some women are loud, others
just give softer sounds, and some start out softly and end loudly, and with
some you just listen to their breathing.  Monica, at least so far, was the
latter as the more my fingers delved into her hot pussy, the more her hips
twisted on my lap and the more she talked.  It was definitely difficult not
to slip my hard cock into her, but I wanted her to orgasm first before I
enjoyed her hot body for what I hoped the rest of the night.

   "T...that's making me so hot.  Ouuu...yesss," she breathed as my fingers
tweaked one stiff pink-tipped nipple.  "F...finger in my pussy...gonna make
me cum.  Don't stop," Monica begged as my other fingers worked over her
clit and slick pussy.  "Ohhh...my.  J...just like that," she stammered as I
slipped another finger into her slit.

   "Good girl, now fuck those fingers, while I play with your big tits," I
whispered into her ear.

   Monica seemed quite happy with that arrangement as she pushed her
abundant boobs into one pillaging hand while her hips ground insistently
against the fingers buried in her twat.  Just by listening to her breathing
I could tell when I would bring her close to the edge and then I would back
off a little.  It was fun listening to her groan of disappointment, but it
must have been fun for her as she never voiced any complaint.  She must
have realized the longer the build-up the better the payoff at the end. 
Monica was a trooper as I played with her curvaceous body.  She had never
complaining or begged me to make her cum, just willing to let me be in
charge.  Finally though, I didn't want her to get frustrated, so I picked
up the pace a bit and heard a satisfying moan of desire that signaled she
was more than ready for me to finish her.

   "Y...yesss.  Those fingers...so good.  F...finger fuck me.  UHHHH. 
I...love your hands on my tits.  Play with them and squeeze 'em.  No one
has ever made them so sensitive...Ummmm.  Can't hold it back any longer. 
Make me cum...Please," she begged, her breathing becoming increasingly
ragged as she approached the peak of sexual pleasure.

   It was definitely time to bring my curvaceous partner to her long
anticipated orgasm.  I gave each nipple a firm little pinch that got a
squeal of delight from Monica.  "Fuck those fingers, Monica.  Just think it
won't be long before I have my cock in you, shooting hot cum into that
tight pussy of yours while I do anything I want with that hot bod of yours.

   "Nyeah...Ouuu...D...do anything you want, JUST MAKE ME CUM. 
Ohhh...ohhh...ohhh.  Cummming," Monica gasped finally reaching a powerful,
body trembling climax.

   When her body finally calmed down, Monica turned her head to mine and
gave me a passionate kiss.

   "Do all your lady friends get that type of treatment?" Monica asked
softly.

   "Only the ones I really, really like..." I replied softly, seeing a big
smile form on her lips.

   "Lucky me and the feeling is likewise," she stated sincerely, giving me
another kiss.  "I suppose you have other naughty plans for me now, Doctor?
Especially as I agreed to let you do anything you want with me," she asked
coquettishly.

   "Oh, yeah.  There are several areas that need special attention and at
least one that will require a deep probing and an injection of Doctor
Prior's two ball penetration cream.  I feel that area is very tense and it
may take several injections to relieve the stress in that area," I said
playfully, watching her get a mirthful grin.

   "I am ready for my injection, Doctor.  How do you want me?" she
questioned with a wink.

   "Stay just like you were before, that way you can watch the end of the
movie" I directed her.  With her positioned as I asked, I spread her legs
on the chair until she was spread wide across the arms.  "I always wondered
what it would be like to make it with a ballerina," I whispered in her ear.

   Monica only grunted, as it was obviously a little strain for her to get
her legs that far apart.  With her long legs so far apart it was easy to
line up my cock.  I rubbed it against her slit and got a soft moan. 
Grabbing her hips I pushed her down on my dick.

   "Ohhh...Ouuuu...that big monster feels like it's going to split me in
two.  AHHHH...Ahhhh...go slowly.  Can't believe how this feels...AHHHH,"
she gasped as my hands pulled her pussy up on my cock until it was buried
to the hilt.

   My hips started a slow steady rhythm, giving Monica time to get used to
the deep penetration I was getting with her legs splayed across the chair.
It didn't take long, however, before she was getting into having her pussy
drilled so deeply.

   "N...never had anyone get so deep before.  Touching places I...I didn't
know I had.  Ohhhh...F...fuck my pussy with that big cock.  T...that's some
probe you have there, Doctor.  AHHHH...AHHHHH...YESSSS" she groaned as I
pulled her hips up hard and put a little emphasis on driving my cock into
her.  With her hips now eagerly matching my energetic thrusts, I moved my
hands up to those abundant tits.  Monica obviously enjoyed having me play
with them as she willingly arched her back to push her big milkers into my
hands.  My fingers enthusiastically massaged the pliant flesh of her tits
as Monica squirmed in my grasp.  Her breathing was becoming deeper, and
with her earlier orgasm, it wasn't going to take long for her reach her
next one..  Monica's pussy now ground insistently against my groin as we
bottomed out on each stroke.

   "Damn you're one hot ballerina.  Almost there aren't ya.  C'mon Monica,
fuck that cock, make it cum inside you," I goaded her on as I knew I wasn't
going to last much longer either.

   "N'yeah...Ouuu...N'yeah.  F...Fuck my pussy.  R...Ram that big cock in
my pussy and ...Mmmm...gonna cum," Monica begged as the back of her head
rested against my shoulder.  We both knew she at the very edge, so I
pinched her nipples a little harder this time.  "Ohhh...YEAH...F...FUCK. 
UMMMM...OHHH...HERE IT COMES.  D...DON"T STOP PLEASE.  UMMMM...FUCK THAT
PUSSY.  OHHHH...CUMMMMMING," She gasped as her stunning body convulsed in
my arms.

   Her spasms were enough to put me over the top.  "UGH...UGHHH.  SHOOTING
A LOAD IN YOUR PUSSY," I cried out as my cock spat a big load of manjuice
up into her pussy.  This evidently caused another orgasm in my beautiful
ballerina as her body shook again from another powerful climax.

   When we both had time to calm down from our mutual climaxes, Monica
turned around and gave me a hot kiss.  "As a doctor you have a great
bedside manner.  Plus, I never knew my ballerina training would um...be
used quite like that.  I don't think I've had my legs spread like that
since I quit training," she informed me.

   I gave her a wink.  "I must say, I'm now a big fan of ballerinas."

   "It seems I've missed most of the last half of the movie thanks to you.
But if you don't have any other plans for the evening, you can share my
bed. I'd love another injection of, what was it?  Oh yeah, 'Doctor Jerrod's
two-ball penetration cream.' I'm still a little tense," she asked
anxiously.

   "In the interest of my very beautiful and sexy patient, I accept," I
quickly answered as she got up and pulled me to her bedroom.  For the next
couple of hours I kept those ballerina legs spread to their maximum with my
cock buried deep in Monica's pussy until we both finally passed out from
sheer exhaustion.

   When I awoke the next morning my beautiful bedmate was already up and I
could smell cooking coming from the kitchen.  I pulled on my shorts and
headed for the kitchen to see what was cooking.  Monica looked fantastic in
pair of pink bikini panties and a white cut off T-shirt that just covered
to bottoms of her boobs.

   "You've just completely blown all my pre-conceived notions about
ballerinas," I said.

   "Well as you weren't too impressed with my sweat suit outfit last night,
I thought maybe this might be more to your liking," she turned around and
struck a sexy pose.

   I gave a little wolf whistle that got a big smile from her.  "You'd give
a mummy a hard-on with that outfit on.  But, don't get me wrong I liked the
sweat suit too.  It was easy to remove," I reminded her.

   "Obviously too easy.  However, the results were umm...very satisfactory.
Except for the fact that I could hardly walk this morning.  I've never had
my legs spread that wide for that long before.  And my boobs are so
sensitive this morning, I may not be able to wear a bra today," Monica
jokingly informed me.

   "That may not be a bad thing.  You've got a great rack," I said with a
big smile on my face.

   "A typical male response," she retorted walking towards me.  Monica put
her arms around my neck and gave me a passionate kiss.  "That's for a
fantastic night.  What a workout, I lost count of how many times I came
last night.  No guy has ever done that for me.  Most guys just want to get
off and then they're ready to move on.  So for your superior effort, I
cooked you some breakfast.  Now I cook a mean omelet.  What do you want in
it?  I've fixed bacon, ham, & sausage, along with some hash browns," she
asked.

   "Uh...thanks.  I'll take ham and sausage, if you don't mind," I replied.
With the omelets fixed we sat down to eat breakfast, a very tasty one to be
truthful.  Monica was a great cook.

   "Wow that was a great breakfast.  You're a great cook and look sexy as
hell.  Great way to start a morning," I said.

   "Thanks for both of the compliments.  Now a question if you don't mind.
Am I just a one night stand or are you interested in taking this
relationship a little farther?" she questioned expectantly.

   "That's not a hard answer for me.  You're a great dancer, a sci-fi fan,
fantastic cook, have a killer bod, and are absolutely amazing in bed. 
Let's see...I'll have taking the relationship further for 500, Alex," I
teased.  A big smile developed on her face.

   She got up and sat on my lap.  "Good, I hoped I made a good impression.
I don't know what it is about you, but for some reason when I saw you
dancing with those other girls, I just had to get to know you.  I just
didn't know you had such a naughty side to you.  You are such a devil. 
I've never acted like that with a guy before.  Always been more reserved
and in control, but you've brought out a side of me that I didn't know I
had," Monica said softly while bending over to give me a kiss.  It didn't
take long for the kiss to turn very passionate.

   I let my hand slide up her ribs until it slipped under her that white
cut-off T-shirt.  Pushing the flimsy garment up over one shapely boob, I
let my hand fondle the soft mound.  That got a muffled moan of pleasure
from my beautiful companion.  I planted little wet kisses on the side of
her neck that were met with louder sighs of passion.  I spied the large
breast in my hand and moved my mouth to nibble on the supple nub.  The
nipple was erect and seemed to be begging for attention.  I didn't want to
disappoint its apparent bid for consideration so I put it between my teeth
and applied a little pressure.  I felt Monica's hand go the back of my head
as she arched her chest to my mouth.

   "I...I like it when you do that," she whispered in my ear as if I had
discovered a great secret about her.

   I had sucked and played with her boobs to my hearts content the night
before, but I hadn't really done anything rough with them.  I decided to
apply a little more pressure and let my tongue lash the obviously sensitive
nubbin.

   "Ouuuu...you make them soooo sensitive," she gasped as my teeth sank
deeper into the protruding nipple.  Monica pulled my head harder into the
soft pillow of her breast as my teeth chewed on her pap.  She kept her hand
on the back of my head to insure my mouth stayed put for a while. 
Obviously, deciding the one boob had been serviced to her liking she moved
my mouth to its twin, where I repeated my actions on it.

   Finally she released my head from her grasp.  "I didn't want to
suffocate you," Monica snickered.

   "I would have died a happy man," I replied seriously.  I got another hot
kiss from my gorgeous ballerina.

   "Stand up," I directed her and she stood in front of me.  Hooking my
fingers in her panties, I pulled them down her legs and then I pulled off
my shorts, revealing my proud erection.  "Now sit on it," I ordered.

   Monica obediently straddled my legs, putting her hands on my shoulders,
and began to lower herself over my cock.  "Slowly," I instructed her as my
hands went to her hips.

   "Ahhh...ohhhh...yesss.  Feels like its splitting me in two...Ouuuu," she
gasped as we both watched my cock bury itself to the hilt between her legs.
With my beautiful companion being so tall, my mouth now would have easy
access to her mouth watering mammaries.

   "Fuck my cock, Monica.  Fuck it while I suck and play with your big
titties.  What do you want it to do to you?" I asked her.

   "I...I want it to make me cum...Ummmm.  I ...I want it to cum inside me
while you play with my big tits." She groaned and began to hump my dick. 
Opening my mouth, Monica immediately placed one pink nipple into it.  She
moaned approvingly as my teeth grasped the tender nipple. 
"Uhhhh...YESSS...FUCK ME.  SUCK MY TITS.  MAKE ME CUM WITH YOUR BIG COCK,"
Monica exclaimed as she insistently ground herself against my pelvis.  We
both settled into a nice rhythm and I let my hands roam over her luscious
body as she ground herself on me.  With my hands on her hips, I tilted her
pelvis slightly to make sure her clit got maximum stimulation from our
joining.  "YESSS...SO INTENSE.  OHHHH...OHHHH...KEEP THAT BIG COCK BURIED
IN MY PUSSY.  LOVE YOUR MOUTH ON MY BOOBS.  JUST DON'T STOP," the inflamed
coed implored.

   I am always amazed at how many times a woman who's getting fucked thinks
that a guy would stop.  I had no intention of stopping until my cock went
limp from cumming inside her multiple times.  The poor kitchen chair was
creaking badly as Monica rode my cock.  I briefly wondered if it would
last, but my ballerina was already getting into the home stretch and it
wouldn't be long before she climaxed.

   "JERROD...OHHHH...FUCK MY PUSSY.  UMMMM...MAKE ME CUM YOU BIG STUD.  RAM
THAT BIG COCK INTO MY PUSSY," Monica demanded loudly as she picked up the
pace.

   My mouth continued to assault her firm, upthrust boobs.  I nibbled and
sucked on the supple orbs and Monica made sure my mouth was full of one tit
or the other while my cock pounded her pussy.

   "Sooo close...M'yeah...OHHHH.  JEEZ...OHHH....OHHH.  YESSSSS,
CUMMING...CUMMING...YESSSS," she cried out as her body orgasmed on my cock.
She gripped me so hard that it hurt, but with my mouth stuffed with full of
one of her succulent boobs I couldn't have protested if I wanted to.

   After she relaxed from her climax, Monica began to slowly hump my dick
again.  "Stop, Monica, Stop," I said softly.

   "Wha...don't you want to continue?" she said with a puzzled look on her
face.  "Oh yes, but I don't think this chair will take another session like
that," I said honestly.

   "Hmmm...I guess you're right," Monica said with some disappointment.

   "I'm not done with you yet.  Not by a long shot.  Now, head for the
couch, I plan on using that hot bod of yours until you beg me to stop," I
informed her giving a playful slap on her shapely ass.

   "Ouuu...I doubt I'll be begging you to stop," she stated with a giggle.
Monica was correct on that statement as I fucked her until she had
completely drained my cock.  She mocked her disappointment that my poor
cock had finally gone soft, but promised me a good lunch in hopes that it
would be ready for action that night.

   After such a hot weekend, and with both of us having many of the same
interests, Monica and I began to spend a lot of time together.  Mostly we
got together on the weekends as schoolwork took precedence over our other
interests during the week.  This got me invited to come with her one
weekend when she went back home to celebrate birthdays for her six year old
twin nephews.

   I learned that Monica's sister, Marcia, was eight years older than her.
She had divorced her husband eight months ago when he left her for a
secretary at work.  Monica was kind of bummed about that, and the fact her
sister had taken it very hard and was just now starting to get back to her
old self.  When we arrived at Monica's home her mom, Kathy, greeted me like
an old friend of the family.  Kathy was looker and it was easy to see where
Monica had gotten her looks.  She reminded me more of the classic
ballerina, with a tall, thin frame.  She seemed to walk with a grace and
fluidity that reminded me of a dancer.

   It wasn't long before Marcia and her twins showed up.  The boys were
very excited to see their aunt as they ran to her when they spotted her. 
It was evident the feeling was mutual as Monica doted on the boys
exchanging kisses and hugs.  After receiving enough attention from their
aunt they finally noticed that I was in the room and I was introduced by
Monica as her boyfriend.  The boys politely introduced themselves as Jim
and Tim Ellis.  It was very apparent that they been taught how to act with
respect towards others.  However, once the pleasantries were exchanged they
reverted to back to their six year old alter egos, grabbing their aunt
Monica off to play the latest video game they had.  Monica just had time to
smile back at me as they hustled her to another room to play the game.

   "The boys are always excited to see their aunt.  Hi, my name is Marcia,"
I heard a female voice say behind me.  Turning around I saw a gorgeous
black haired woman that must have been Jim and Tim's mother.  Marcia Ellis
was about 5 inches shorter than her sister, but although very tastefully
dressed you could tell she had curves in all the right places.

   "Hi, my name is Jerrod Prior, Monica's boyfriend, if you hadn't guessed.
Pleased to meet you.  I would have to say she was very eager to see her
nephews based on how she talked about them on the way here.  ," I said
offering her my hand.  Instead, Marcia pulled me down for a kiss on the
cheek and an enthusiastic hug that left no doubt about the curves I
perceived under the clothes she was wearing.

   "We don't get to meet many of Monica's boyfriends, so you must be very
special to her," Marcia said with a big grin.

   "Well she sure makes me feel special, but I think this family has known
for a long time how special she is.  Her nephews obviously know it and it
shows," I bragged on my girlfriend.

   Now with the in introductions and pleasantries out of the way, I went to
find Monica and found her and the boys deeply involved in a video game.  I
sat down next to them, but it was obvious that they were all consumed in
the game.

   "Ummm, Monica do you mind if I borrow Jerrod to move some things at my
house?  That is if you don't mind Jerrod?" She asked expectantly.

   "Uhh...no.  If it's OK with Jerrod," Monica said kind of distractedly as
she was engrossed in the game.

   Marcia looked anxiously in my direction.

   "Well then, I guess I'm yours," I answered to Marcia.

   We left Monica, her mom and the twins and went to Marcia's place.  It
wasn't long before we were there and she had me moving some furniture
around.  When that was completed I moved to the garage to straighten out
that area.  Marcia seemed to disappear while I was working in the garage
and I did smell what seemed to be baking going on.

   "Jerrod if you'd like to take a break, I've baked you some cookies," I
heard Marcia yell from inside the house.

   Entering the kitchen, Marcia had changed clothes and was dressed in a
halter top that tied in the back and a very short ruffled skirt.  The upper
swells of her creamy breasts were definitely on display and the legs along
with the rest of the body that was on exhibit would have made any college
cheerleader proud.  Marcia Ellis must still work out at the gym from the
looks of that stunning figure.

   "These are my very special sugar cookies.  My boys just love them," she
stated proudly offering me a still warm cookie.

   "Wow, this is delicious.  Your boys are lucky to have such a beautiful
mother who is such a good cook," I praised her.

   "Thank you, Jerrod.  After the divorce, I didn't feel too beautiful. 
Did Monica tell you why I'm divorced?" she asked.

   "All Monica said was something about a secretary.  It wasn't really any
of my business, so I didn't want to pry," I responded.

   "My ex said that I wasn't...um...adventurous in bed.  He said his
secretary was much more willing to try other things than I was," Marcia
added with a sigh.

   "There's more than sex to make a marriage.  But, I guess that's what
makes some men happy, at least in the short term.  He may live to regret
that decision at some point in his life," I tried to sound hopeful for her
sake.

   "I suppose, but I'm finally ready to move on.  Here have another cookie.
Um...Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?" the mother of two
queried.

   "Sure, for cookies like these ask away." I answered popping the cookie
in my mouth.

   "Do you find me doable?" she asked matter-of-factly.

   "Wha..." I responded almost choking on the cookie, as that was not a
question I was expecting.

   "Sorry, here have a glass of milk.  Do you find me, you know, doable. 
As people say today?" she asked again.

   "You mean fuckable...?" I countered making sure I understood the
question before I gave her an answer.

   "Um...yeah," she softly answered.

   "Definitely, Mrs.  Ellis.  From what I can see you could still be a
Playboy centerfold," I replied truthfully.  That brought a big smile to her
face and she gave me a kiss on the cheek.

   "Coming from a college guy whose probably seen his share of coeds, I
appreciate your...um...candidness.  Here have some more cookies," Marcia
offered.

   I grabbed a couple of cookies off the plate and tried not to stare at
the generous cleavage displayed just above where Monica was holding the
plate of cookies.  She must not have been wearing a bra as I could see the
stiff points of her nipples outlined in the material of her top.  From what
I could see, Marcia was definitely still a hottie.  Maybe she had
shortcomings in bed, but she'd never have a problem attracting men with a
smoking bod like that.

   "When you're done with the cookies could you give me a hand in the
getting down a few things from the boys upstairs playroom.  I already have
the ladder up there I just need someone to hold it for me.

   Finishing the cookies we headed up the stairs to where she had the
ladder positioned.  "You hold that ladder and I'll get the boxes I want
down," she said.

   "Uh...Marcia, that looks like it might be a little high for you.  Sure
you don't want me to get them?" I asked, thinking this didn't look to safe
for her.

   "No, Jerrod, I know which boxes I want.  If you do it you'll probably
have to bring all the boxes down and then put them back up.  My way will
save time," she answered quickly.

   "Well...O.K., but be careful," I said hoping that she would change her
mind once she got up there.

   Marcia climbed the ladder with me holding it steady.  That short skirt
allowed me to see that the shapely mother of two had on some blue satin
bikini panties.  She had to know I was looking, and it was starting to give
me a hard-on.  Then I saw her reach out for a box that caused her to try
and balance on one foot.  Before I could shout a warning she lost her
balance and was falling from the ladder.

   "Eeek...!!!" Marcia cried out as she started on her way down.

   I made a grab for her and caught her before she hit the floor, however,
my awkward stance and her momentum caused her to land on top of me. 
Fortunately, the room was carpeted, but it still knocked the wind out of
me. On the bright side I found my face buried in her abundant cleavage.

   "Jerrod...Are you O.K.?" Marcia said anxiously.

   I couldn't speak because I was still trying to catch my breath and I
hadn't moved because I was still wondering if I had broken anything.  A
quick mental check revealed I had feeling in all my limbs and I didn't feel
any sharp pains anywhere.  It was still difficult to answer with my face
covered by those generous boobs.  The only way I could answer her was to
plant a wet kiss on the inner slope of each breast.

   "Hmmm...I'd say you must be all right" Marcia chuckled as she lifted her
upper body off me.

   "Kind of...  had the wind knocked out of me, so that was the only way I
could ...um...let you know I was O.K.," I coughed, still trying to catch my
breath.

   "Is there anything I can do for you, beings as you saved me from a very
dangerous fall?  Anything?" she asked expectantly.

   I figured that I had nothing to lose and it had worked once before, so I
decided to go for it.

   "Yeah...sure.  Let me see what's under that top for starters," I
requested wondering how she'd respond.

   "Well...I did say anything, didn't I?  Mind you the only person who's
ever seen my naked boobs was my ex.  I've never done anything like this in
my life.  Ummm...O.K.  Jerrod, it's time for me to start being adventurous.
Take them out, you naughty boy.  See if they still meet your Playboy
standards ," Marcia challenged.

   She let me reach around to untie the top and unleash those big hooters.
Pushing the material aside confirmed my previous assessment.  They may have
had a little sag, but I'm sure old Hef would have approved of this set. 
Her knockers were big, full, natural specimens with nice big nipples.  I
raised my head and planted a wet kiss on each nipple so that it seemed to
swell even bigger with the attention it had just received.

   "Ouuu...I take it that they meet your standards.  What else do you have
planned for me?" she groaned lowering her tits to just above my mouth.

   "Very nice, Mrs.  Ellis.  I stand by earlier statement.  These are some
prime titties.  Oh...  and I did say just for starters.  You're a MILF in
my book and I intend to find out if that's true," I complimented her.

   "MILF?" Marcia questioned.

   "Mother I'd like to fuck," I answered.

   "Oh, my.  You really...want to do me," she responded in surprise.

   "Yes, Mrs.  Ellis I want to FUCK you.  Prove your ex wrong, be
adventurous," I challenged her.

   "I...I don't know.  I can't believe I'm doing this," Marcia said timidly
as she lowered her right boob into my mouth.  It seemed her mind might have
had some indecision, but her body was already responding for her.

   "This...is just so...not...like me.  B...but...Ouuu...this is exciting,"
she gasped as my mouth nibbled on her erect nipples.

   Marcia really started to get into my treatment of her curvaceous assets
as she would let me work on one for awhile and then shift the other one to
my mouth.  My hands, meanwhile, were busy exploring the rest of the body
lying on top of me.  She didn't make any protestations as my fingers
fondled and caressed her hot body.

   "Oh, Jerrod I can't believe you're making me feel this way.  I know what
you want to do to me.  Ohh...my...yes...I'll do anything you want, just
make me feel good," she finally admitted to me and herself.

   Don't worry, Mrs.  Ellis, I'm going to make you feel real good," I said
confidently to her as I rolled her onto her back.

   I moved up to kiss her and my tongue slipped easily into her mouth to
allow our tongues to spar a little.  Marcia was a good kisser and it was
easy to tell that she was truly getting turned on by this turn of events.
It wasn't long before her tongue was eagerly pushing itself into my mouth.

   The kissing was nice, but I really had other plans for her and one
included sticking my big cock in her pussy.  Planting a wet kiss on her
neck got a soft gasp from the gorgeous MILF.  I would have liked to spend a
little time there, but didn't want to leave any tell-tale hickeys.  Kisses
and a few nibbles on her abundant tits got an appreciative sigh from the
mother of two.  Her flat belly also received some attention from my mouth,
as I headed even lower.

   Marcia raised her hips as I pulled the short skirt and those blue satin
bikini panties down her legs.  Spreading those well shaped legs revealed a
nicely shaved pussy.  Rather than going straight for her pussy, I began by
planting wet kisses on the inside of each thigh just above the knee. 
Marcia evidently liked this approach as she spread her legs even further
apart as I worked my way up to her wet pussy.

   "Ahhh...YESSSS," Marcia gasped as my tongue finally made contact with
her clit.

   I let my tongue slowly tantalize the obviously sensitive sprig as I
prepared the MILF for what I hoped would be a massive orgasm.

   "Ummm...Lick it.  M...my ex would never do that to me.  That's sooo
good," Marcia panted as her hips were now beginning to forcefully churn up
against my mouth.

   My hands made their way up to her now jiggling boobs where I massaged
them rather roughly, but Marcia's focus was clearly on what my mouth was
doing to her pussy.

   "Ohhh...Jerrod.  What are you doing to me?  C...can't believe how this
is making me feel.  Suck on it...Pleassse," the young mother whimpered as
her hips were beginning to heave up faster in response to my mouth on her
mommy parts.

   "I'm eating your pussy, Mrs.  Ellis.  I want you to cum before I fuck
you with my big cock," I stated briefly, before putting my mouth back to
work on her cooch.

   "Ouuuu...ummm...sooo good.  E...eat my P...p...pussy...AHHHH," she said
hesitatingly as if this were the first time she had used the word pussy. 
Her hips continued to push her slick pussy against my mouth.  They would
stay longer in the raised position to allow my tongue more time to ravage
the slick slit and its prominent protrusion.

   "Ohhhh...Ohhhhh...Ohhhh...," Marcia gasped as the now inevitable orgasm
approached.  It wasn't going to be long now as her pussy ground insistently
against my face.

   Knowing Marcia was close to what I hoped would be a mind-shattering
orgasm, I took her clitoris in my mouth and lightly grazed my teeth against
it as I pulled away from it.  That was evidently enough to put her over the
edge as I felt her body stiffen and her hips churn up powerfully to bury my
face in her gooey snatch.

   "OHHH...OH...OH...YESSSSSS.  GAWD...YESSSS," she exclaimed moments later
as her body trembled from the orgasm gripping the rest of her body. 
Marcia's arched hips ground her wet pussy wantonly against my face until
her climax finally played itself out.

   As the young mother recovered from her orgasm, I removed my clothes and
positioned myself between her legs.

   "OH MY...It's so big," Marcia said incredulously upon seeing my cock for
the first time.

   I never responded as I placed the head of my dick at the entrance to her
pussy.  I put her hand on my cock and I felt her squeeze in tentatively. 
"Put my big cock in your pussy.  I need to fuck that hot body of yours,
Mrs. Ellis.  I promise to make you feel real good," I goaded her.

   The beautiful MILF hesitated for a moment, then closed her eyes and
guided my hard prick into her wet snatch.  "AHHHH...feels like it's ripping
me in half," she groaned as I slowly penetrated her pussy.

   I let her get used to my cock, now buried deeply in her pussy, before I
finally began slowly stroking it in and out of her.  Marcia quickly matched
the slow rhythm I set as she got used to having a 10" cock in her pussy. 
"That's it Mrs.  Ellis.  Fuck that big cock with your pussy.  It feels good
doesn't it?" I whispered in her ear.

   "Y...yesss.  Never felt anything like it before.  Sooo...D...deep. 
Ohhhh...Ouuuu," she gasped as I began to pick up the pace a bit.  Marcia
must have liked the drilling I was giving her, as it wasn't long before her
legs were wrapped around my back.

   "Jerrod...Ohhh...Ohhh.  I can't believe how you're making me feel," the
young mother sighed.

   "You're still a hottie, Mrs.  Ellis.  Don't hold back any longer, be
daring, tell me what you want to do," I encouraged her.

   "I need you to f...fuck me C...can't believe you're doing this to me and
I like it.  Jerrod, F...fuck me, make me feel good, and I'll do anything
you want," Marcia revealed pulling my lips down to hers for a passionate
kiss.

   The young mother may have not excited her ex-husband, but the body
underneath me was certainly exciting me.  It had probably been awhile since
she had sex and maybe Marcia was making up for lost time or I hoped I had
unlocked a sexy woman that finally matched her hot body.

   "I just knew there was a hot, wild woman in there somewhere.  Don't hold
back anymore.  Mrs.  Ellis is one sexy babe," I whispered in her ear.

   "Ohhhh...Yesss.  You naughty boy, I love this.  F...fuck me.  I like it
when you put your cock in so deep," she gasped.

   To make sure I got my cock as deep as possible I put my hands under her
hips.  Marcia must have sensed what I was going to do as she raised her
hips to make sure that I could apply maximum leverage.  "Your pussy feels
good, Mrs.  Ellis.  It feels good and tight," I said to the beautiful MILF
as my cock penetrated deeply into her pussy.

   "Nyeah...Ummmm.  F...Fuck me hard.  I can feel shivers all over.  Fuck
me deep and hard!" she breathed in my ear.  Marcia was finally showing the
inner slut I hoped was there.

   It wasn't going to be a slow and gentle fuck any more, but that wasn't
the way she wanted it.  She needed it hard and deep.  I could feel my balls
slapping off her ass as my cock rammed in to the hilt.

   "Yessss, Ohhhh...Jerrod.  That's how I want it!" AHHHH, that feels so
good!  That's how I want it!" Marcia gasped as she pulled me down for a
passionate kiss.

   Her tongue snaked into my mouth and our tongues were quickly
intertwined. I had a feeling that no man would ever consider Marcia Ellis a
lame fuck again.

   "You feel so good inside me.  You feel so fucking good!  I'm going to
cum, aaaaaaah, I'm going to cum!  OH, FUUUUUUUUUUCK!" Marcia screamed,
hugging me close as her body experienced a powerful orgasm.

   Her pussy spasms drove me over the edge.  "Uhhh...cumming in your
pussy," I groaned as my cock emptied its creamy load into her pussy.

   With our climaxes finished, I rolled off the shapely MILF.

   "That was amazing.  I've never experienced sex like that in my life. 
What a stud.  Are you really a freshman?" Marcia asked me.

   "You were pretty amazing yourself, Mrs.  Ellis.  To answer your
question, yes, I am a freshman at State U," I answered her.

   "My goodness, your cock is still hard.  That thing is a great motivator.
I've never cum like that.  No wonder my sister is dating you.  Once you got
that into her, she probably can't get enough.  Does it ever go soft?" she
snickered as her hand caressed my hard-on.

   "Uh, your sister seems quite pleased with it.  However, Monica is never
satisfied until she fucks it soft.  And sometimes that can take awhile," I
responded.

   "I think I'd like to try fucking the motivator until it went soft.  Of
course, I'd never say anything to my sis," Marcia quickly added.

   "You're a hot babe, Mrs.  Ellis.  Anytime we can hook-up, I'd be more
than willing to provide the right kind of motivation," I replied back to
her.  "Good, I'll take care of the details and make sure that we can be
discrete.  I have a feeling we're going to be seeing a lot more of each
other Jerrod.  That motivator of yours makes me want to let you do naughty,
sexy things to me.  I'm afraid I might be addicted to it.  I hope you don't
mind," the young mother teased.

   "My kind of addiction.  One that I'll be happy take care of," I joshed.

   "I'm sure we smell like sex.  C'mon we can shower together and your
motivator can exploit my new addiction, before we go back to my parents
house," she offered while grabbing my hand to pull me towards the shower.

   Once in the shower it wasn't long before she had her tight pussy full of
my cock.  Mrs.  Ellis must have had a large water heater, because I drilled
her through a couple of orgasms before finally filling her pussy with a big
load of manjuice.  Marcia was very enthusiastic and appreciative of the
fucking she received.

   Dressed in her more conservative mommy clothes we loaded back into her
car for the drive back to her parent's home.

   "Not quite as sexy as you dress at home," I commented.

   "I was a little obvious wasn't I.  Sorry, I wasn't trying to tease you,
but it had been a while since I'd had a handsome male around the house.  I
just needed a little attention, but I can't believe how it turned out. 
Screwing my sister's boyfriend and then begging you to do it.  Now I'm
going to make plans for you to fuck me again.  What have you done to me,
Jerrod?" the gorgeous MILF questioned me lightheartedly.

   "Marcia, you're too beautiful to ever have to worry about attracting any
man's attention.  I guarantee than when you're ready, you'll have plenty of
men waiting in line to date you," I said sincerely.

   "Thank you Jerrod, I appreciate that and um...everything else you done
for me today.  You're just so naughty taking advantage of me like that,
what can I say," Marcia said with a big smile as leaned over to give me a
kiss on the cheek.

   "Always, glad to be of service to beautiful women in need," I laughed. I
wasn't surprised that Marcia's twin six-year olds still had their aunt
engaged in video games.

   "Oh, you're back.  We've been waiting for you two to get back so we can
go out to eat.  Did he take care of all your needs, sis?" Monica asked.

   "Oh yes, he's a great motivator.  Just the kind of help I needed.  I may
need him for a few hours tomorrow if you don't mind.  Still got a few
things that I need some help with.  He's the best," Marcia beamed with a
big smile, winking at me so that only I could see it.

   "Well, if he doesn't care, but I guess I get babysitting duty again.  Is
that OK with you boys?" my girlfriend asked.

   "Yeah, aunt Monica.  That way maybe we get a chance to beat you at
Blaster Man," Jim stated enthusiastically.

   Needless to say the next day found Marcia riding my cock to several
orgasms for a couple of hours.  She was a just slightly disappointed that
she was unable to deflate my hard cock, but vowed to conquer it the next
time.

   Monica and I continued to date until she graduated and took her first
job on the west coast.  We both regretfully agreed that a long distance
relationship wasn't fair to either of us.  Marcia would come into town when
Monica went on her many job interviews.  It was amazing to see her become a
confident sexy woman.  She was always a real head turner when she came to
the campus for us to hook-up.  Marcia even surprised me by showing up with
fuzzy handcuffs to use on her.  Maybe, I'll write about those escapades if
there's enough interest one of these days.  By the way, she still sends me
a batch of her delicious sugar cookies every once in a while.