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Thread: Servicing mom (lowblow emma and foxy lady)

Tom smiled and shook his head at his mother's reaction. 'Impotence is no big deal nowadays, mom. It's quite common at dad's age and lots of guys talk about it quite openly with their friends and family. That's how we got talking about it in sexual health class at school. But what struck us was that the moms were the victims in all of this. They've been used to getting a full service for years, decades even, and now their pleasure is cut off. That's why a group of us decided to help them out, offer our services.' He looked at his mother, trying to gauge her response. 'This isn't about incest, mom. We take care of each other's moms. In your case I'd recommend Mike. he's always fancied you and the's had good reports from the Principal since her divorce last year.'
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Mike? Yes, Angela remembered Mike. A tall lad with a mass of black curly hair and a body that was changing from boy to man, with lean thighs, slender hips and muscular chest. About her sons age, he often hung around with him despite having no interests in common. Now she knew that his interest was in her, not her son. And he was fucking the Principal. Shed need to watch out that that information didnt become general knowledge or shed find herself looking for another job. And she must be in her early 60s. It seemed that Mike had a penchant for the more mature woman. Not that Angela was anywhere close to the Principals age. A good 15 years younger in fact. Shed never been interested in toy boys. Even as a teenager she had preferred a mature, experienced man who understood the need to satisfy a woman rather than just himself. Which was one reason why she had been attracted to John in the first place. But at a decade older than her she was now realising that a younger man might have something to offer. And thinking back she began to recall things he had done, that seemed so casual at the time, but now were not. Despite seeing to hang around Tom, he always seemed to be close to her, taking any chance to chat, to stand next to her or even to brush against her. The power she had unwittingly had over him sent a tingle along her spine and, she realised in shock, between her thighs. Glancing down, her nipples stood proud before her. Tom, youre right, I have been frustrated lately and thats why Ive been so short with you sometimes. It is really kind of you to understand my feelings and to want to try to help. But its not as simple as you make out. Ive been loyal to your father from the day of our marriage and I cant just hop into bed with someone else, however tempting the offer may be.
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Tom admitted that this wasnt something he expected his mother to accept right away and suggested that she speak to the Principal. Later that day his mothers phone rang. Angela, hi, this is Marcie, Principal at your sons school. He told me that you might appreciate a private discussion. I suggest that we meet in the new coffee shop in the mall. It will be quiet at this time of day. Half an hour later they were settled into a quiet corner with their coffees and Marcie was launching into a monologue. She was used to a captive audience that listened intently to whatever she wanted to say and saw no reason to expect a parent to react any less obediently than one of her pupils. Let me say from the start, Angela, that I think you have made the right decision to consider taking up the services of one of my students. I have been very impressed by their maturity in devising this scheme, which will be for their benefits as well as the mothers. They have as much to learn from the mature parents they are helping as the mothers themselves. She paused for a sip of her coffee and rushed on. And please dont have any worries about confidentiality. The boys are quite open talking about me, which is natural as I am their Principal, and their comments have perhaps made me seem more human to them. Knowing of their discussions has also, I must admit, add a certain frisson to my involvement with Mike. They talk about their exploits with each other, that is only natural, as no doubt is their embellishment of their accomplishments. Another sip of coffee interrupted her headlong dialogue with her audience. I have to admit that I had forgotten the pleasure to be obtained from a male with the stamina to perform for half the night. Skill is one thing, and all the mothers have been selfless in passing on their skills to the boys, a practice that I trust you will follow. But stamina is something sadly lacking in the men who are interested in dating women in their middle years, even those like myself who are well past the menopause. I do strongly advise you to lay in a good supply of cream to soothe your genitals. Mike is something of a marathon performer. A further sip and she rushed on. I dont want to pry but I should warn you that he does get very excited about my full pelt. My former husband was turned on my body hair so I never bothered to keep myself trimmed, let alone shaved or waxed. It came as a surprise to Mike as all the girls remove every vestige of hair from their bodies as soon as they become conscious of the boys being interested. I would strongly recommend that you grow a good crop if you dont have one. His reaction is most gratifying. She drained her cup and paused. You dont seem to have asked any questions, Angela. Come on, there must be something youd like me to tell you about.'
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Well, as it happened, yes, Angela had some questions. Things that had come into her mind since Tom had first put the suggestion to her, but things that she couldnt really talk about with her son. Thank you, Marcie, she began, that has all been very helpful and reassuring. There are just a couple of issues that Ive come up with if youve the time to deal with them for me. Shall we get ourselves another coffee before I begin? The purchase of another cup gave Angela the chance to get her thoughts together and, to be honest, to build up courage to talk about them. I guess my first concern, Marcie, is that Ive always gone for older guys, mature guys if you understand me. Right from the start. I didnt have any interest in guys my age, so I have no experience of them, physically I mean. I just wondering about development. Are they going to be fully developed or will they be, how can I put this tactfully? My husband isnt huge as men go, but hes well over average. If you get my meaning. Will I find Mike on the small side still after a fully grown man? She paused and drank deeply to overcome her fumbling embarrassment before rushing into her second issue. My other problem, Marcie, is perhaps more delicate and rather awkward to mention. She looked around to check no one was listening. Its just that Ive never thought about sex with someone my sons age before. But now it is in my mind, Im beginning to think things that I feel I shouldnt. Not about Mike, I mean, but about my son, Tom. Im sure its wrong for a mother to get ideas like this, but they just wont go away. Id rather not be too explicit, but hopefully you get my drift. She looked pleadingly at Marcie who put down her cup and reached across to pat Angela comfortingly on the arm.
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Angela, my dear, Marcie began reassuringly, if only you knew how many parents asked me about those feelings. The way I look at it is this. As our children mature, they produce all sorts of hormones and other things. And we live alongside them. The atmosphere in our homes must be saturated with all sorts of combinations of chemicals that have sexual effects on us. Parents often comment how their sex lives rejuvenate when their children reach puberty. They think it is because the stress of raising them is not passing, but I think that it is because of the effect of these chemical arousals. Just think how much worse it is for us teachers who have to work in that atmosphere all year. My former husband used to comment that I was always more randy after teaching the older pupils and Im sure that was because of the smog of arousing chemicals that I was working in. So please dont worry on that score. She paused before continuing. Now, as to your other question, what was it now? Oh yes. Well please dont forget that these boys are all fertile. Probably they are as fertile as they will ever be. So make sure you take appropriate precautions, unless of course you want to get pregnant. Apart from that, they are still developing. Their testes are smaller still than an adult male and their penises are not as thick. That doesnt mean that theyre not long. Mikes cock is like his body long and lean, but not very thick. That can make it a problem for us ladies who have got loose over time and I can recommend some exercises if you have that problem. So Mike isnt going to tear you open, but he can give you very satisfying long strokes, which is just what hits my button. Marcie swallowed her remaining coffee and made to leave. Now, I think the very best thing is for you to arrange to meet Mike and to get started. And with a smile and a wave she had gone.
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The way Angela saw it, it could do no harm to give Mike a try. He came recommended and having a good fuck could only be to her benefit. In the long term, it might even remove the pressure from her husband if she wasnt coming on so strong all the time. A quick phone call to Mike and it was arranged that he would come round the following evening. Tom would take the hint and keep out of the way possibly providing a full service to another mom, even one of her friends, something she tried not to think about. And John, her husband, was working late, as he always did nowadays in order to keep out of the way as much as possible. The one thing she knew about Mike was his fascination for pubic hair. She usually kept hers under control but with the lack of activity over the past two months it had grown long and straggly. A quick trim brought it back under control whilst leaving a thick thatch to wet his appetite. Now what should she wear? Obviously something to turn him on and she suspected that all males liked the same thing, something skimpy and lacy. She was determined not to appear tarty, though. She was of a certain age and proud to be a mature woman. She needed that to come across. A search through her drawers produced some relatively new underwear. Blue satin panties with matching plunge, uplift bra, coupled with black lace top hold ups should do the trick. And over that a light grey jersey dress that clung to her every curve. It made her feel good, and look good, and it was easy for even a nervous and inexperienced youngster to get off quickly. So that was that. She was ready well ahead of time. She decided against offering him too much to drink. A droopy cock was not something she wanted on the agenda. But offering him a beer would make him feel grown up and she could sip some chilled white wine to keep him company. Everything was ready, there was almost half an hour to go, her makeup was perfect, the lighting created the right ambience, and then the doorbell rang. It was Mike, eager to get proceedings under way.
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Mike couldnt remember when he had last been so excited. Hed found it hard to concentrate in class and had rushed home as soon as school was over for the day. I quick shower and a change of clothes and his was ready to go. It wasnt the sex that he was looking forward to. He had had lots of experience with girls his age, which may have been why Marcie, the Principal, had picked him for her stud. That was what the boys called themselves. She was giving him all the sex he could cope with, and more besides to be honest, not that he was going to admit that to anyone, especially Marcie and his friends. But he had kept clear of her for the last 24 hours to ensure he had plenty of energy for Angela. Angela, the object of his fantasies and many a wet dream. Hes been besotted with her since he first caught sight of her at a parents evening. He had made a point of getting to know her son, Tom, although they had little in common, and took every chance he could to visit her. There were times when he was sure she knew how he felt and played up to him, brushing casually against him. But there were other times when he was sure she had no interest in him at all. But today was going to be different. She would pay him attention tonight, because she needed what he had to offer. Tom had made it clear that she was showing all the signs of sexual deprivation and frustration. Shed probably cum as soon as he laid a finger on her. He hung around for as long as he could, but finally rang her bell a good quarter of an hour ahead of time. When she opened the door, his mouth fell open. Marcie simply took him to her bed as she had been dressed for school, but Angela had clearly dressed specially for the occasion, for his benefit. Her grey dress clung to her figure. He stared at her breasts with their protruding nipples, the small bulge of her belly, the larger swelling of her hips and thighs. Suddenly he realised that he hadnt said anything and didnt know what to say. Hi, he managed at last, hello, Mrs Roberts, Angela, Angie, if I may. Angela had just smiled and led him to the sofa. She sat down and patted the cushion alongside her, gesturing at some beer on the side table. Unsure of what to do, Mike reached and, for the first time, touched her thigh, knowing that he would not be rebuffed. As he did so, he noticed that his hand was shaking. And he noticed too that the feel of her flesh, even through the soft material of her dress, had his cock throbbing. He licked his lips and wondered if he dared kiss her. Unsure, he took a gulp of beer and began to mumble about what a pleasure it was to be able to help her.
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Thanks to her sons revelation, Angela knew how Mike felt about it. It was flattering but also worrying. She had no intention of abandoning her husband and marriage for a fling with a toy boy that was destined to end in tears. So she had promised herself to maintain a distance and not to let him believe that there was any romantic interest. This was purely a business arrangement, nothing more. But she had to be careful. Teenage boys could be very sensitive and it would be easy to destroy his confidence with women by a careless remark. Her heart went out to him as he stood mumbling on the doorstep, so much so that she simply turned away to avoid laughing at him and led him to the living room and the chance for a drink to quell his nerves. As he gulped and fondled her thigh, she sipped at her chilled white wine. She could feel his hand trembling and sensed his nervousness at finally getting to touch this woman he had fantasised about for so long. She tried to set the tone for the evening to come. Mike, first I want to thank you for agreeing to help me over this little, er, difficulty Ive been experiencing lately. You come highly recommended by your Principal and I am sure that you will be a great comfort to me as you have been to her. Now, since were going to be getting to know each other, I think it would be fine if, when were together, you called me Angela or Angie, whichever you prefer, and Ill call you Mike if thats OK. Mike nodded, in awe of this woman and her mature, business like attitude. Now you dont need to worry about us being disturbed. Tom has promised not to come back until late and my husband will be involved in his meeting for quite some time and then hell stop off for a bite to eat on his way home. So we can take our time without feeling under any pressure. Mike nodded. Why dont we go and make ourselves more comfortable. She led the way into the master bedroom and gently closed the door behind them. Mike looked sheepishly around the room he had only peeked into before on one of his visits. Now, Mike, I feel rather overdressed for my bedroom. Why dont you help me out of this dress? Mike unzipped her and helped guide the dress over her breasts and across her hips before falling to the floor, where Angela kicked it aside. She turned to face him, showing her satin underwear and hold ups. Well, she asked, as Mike stared, what do you think? Do these suit me or would you prefer me in a different style or colour?
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Mike stood back and stared. Never before had he seen a woman like this in her underwear. Hed seen pictures, of course, lots of those, on the web and in magazines. But not in the flesh. And what flesh. Soft and white and firm. Not at all like Marcie, whose flesh was flabby and wrinkled. And not like the girls at school who were skeletal. And the underwear too. Marcie wore bra and pants like his mother practical, everyday, black with frayed hems or that dirty grey that came of mixing up colours in the wash. The girls he knew wore skimpy undies, but they only seemed to emphasise their immature bodies. Angela, now, she was mature. Suddenly, Mike realised that he hadnt spoken, hadnt answered Angelas question. All he could do was mumble. No, I mean, yes, like wow, Mrs R- sorry Angela, theyre Ok, really, perfect actually, just like you, perfect. He reached out and began to touch the flesh. His hands groping at her breasts that spilled out of the bra and then down over her belly before working round her hips to her ass and finally down to her thighs. As he watched his hands progress, he noticed that they were still trembling. He became aware of something else too. A tightness in his jeans, An urgent, throbbing tightness the like of which he had not experienced before, certainly not with his girlfriends or with Marcie. He pulled Angela towards him and bent to kiss her.
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As Mike pressed himself against Angela, she felt his erection throbbing against her stomach and realised for the first time that she would have to help this mumbling, fumbling boy. She couldnt just lie back, as she had expected, and let him pleasure her. Were, she wondered, all the boys like this with the women they were helping? If Marcie was to be believed, Mike wasnt like this with her. And what about Tom, her son? She immediately pushed the thought out of her mind. She didnt want to think about her son having sex with one of the mothers, possibly one she knew, maybe even one of her friends. That was something that was best kept out of her thoughts, especially when she was being fondled by one of his friends. But however inexpert Mikes attentions were, Angela realised the effect they were having after so many weeks deprived of any attention from her husband. She responded instinctively, pushing her hands under his t-shirt and feeling the firm young muscles of his pecs and stomach. She pushed the shirt over his head and sank her lips to his neck, before working slowly down to his nipples. The tip of her circled the erect buds, licking and probing, before snapping her teeth on them. Mike had now forgotten his initial inhibitions. His nails dug into Angelas butt as her teeth gnawed at his nipples and her hands worked at pushing down his jeans and shorts. His cock sprang free with a huge sigh of relief from Mike and swayed against Angelas belly leaving a trail of precum in its wake. Angela pushed Mikes hands to her panties, signalling that he should push them off, while she unfastened her bra and let her tits swing free. As Mikes hands felt Angelas crotch, he suddenly moaned loudly and sank to his knees burying his face in her thatch of pubic hair, burrowing deeply, sniffing and snuffling as his tongue fought its way to her clit. Angelas hands grabbed his hair and pushed herself against his face. For the first time, she felt as if she was in the presence of a man, not a boy.
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It was her touch that changed everything. Mike had never realised that a touch could be so powerful, have such an effect. Marcie barely ever touched him at all, except to guide his hips as she neared her climax. And the girls he had known, well they had touched and stroked him, and it had been nice and pleasant. But this was different. Now he knew the look that his parents exchanged sometimes when one of them would brush the others hand or arm. This was how they were feeling. It wasnt just that she touched him. She knew where to touch and how to touch. As she pushed his shirt over his head, her nails scratched across his back. As she pushed his jeans and shorts down to his ankles, her fingers managed to caress his ass and tickle along his crack. And all the while her lips tongue and teeth were working on his neck and chest. She was flirting with every nerve ending in his body. She was setting off feelings he had never experienced, sending pulses rippling through his body and sensations exploding in his head. In the back of his mind a thought started to form the idea that this is how he was supposed to make her feel and he had no idea how to go about it. But that thought was overwhelmed. Put aside for later consideration by the presence of his hands on his balls. She was stroking and rolling them, setting off pulses that spread along his cock that was aching with the pressure. Too late he realised what was happening. No, no, he moaned, trying desperately to pull her hand away, no, Angie, please stop, I cant, no Frantically, he scrambled to get her panties over her ankles and lodge himself between her thighs.
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It was Angelas fault, but she realised it too late. She knew how Mike felt about her but she reacted instinctively, even desperately, as soon as she began to get aroused. Why hadnt she been more restrained in she touched him and not treated him as she did her husband, a mature man who had had decades to become accustomed to her touch and to control his response. Cursing herself for her stupidity, she was as frantic as he was to get him inside and salvage something of this mess. She kicked her panties off her heels as Mike scrambled between her legs. She spread her thighs to ease his passage and guided his slim cock to stroke her clit before aiming it for her vagina. Her pushed home with a single thrust. She tried to hold his hips to calm him and prolong their pleasure, but he was too close to control his response. With a few swift thrust he unloaded himself with a long groan and then collapsed on Angela mumbling an embarrassed apology. Angela wrapped her arms and legs around him and gripped as tight as she could on his cock. Soothingly she tried to reassure him. Telling him that she understood how he felt about her, how long he had kept his feelings pent up. Explaining that for a man she was careful to use that word a man of his age to have such an explosive reaction to a woman of her age was a tremendous compliment and boost to her self-esteem. Saying that it had been such a thrill to touch his firm young muscles that she had not been able to restrain herself from driving him over the edge so soon. Feeling his shiver, she reached out and pulled a sheet over them to keep him warm. In doing so, she loosened her grip on his cock and he slid out followed by a great blob of his sperm. Mike, she whispered, this isnt over yet. I noticed you got my excited when you felt my pelt. Why dont you work on me for a while until youre ready to go again. Youll find you can last much long next time and youll have got me really going by then. Slowly but firmly she pushed his head down towards her crotch where his sperm continued to drain out.