This story was one such incident where I fucked my best friend’s mother when he was out on a college trip. The story happened when I was 20 years ol.... I used to stay in hostel for my college studies and I used to visit my friend’s house every now and then. I was fond of visiting him, since he was close to me and his mom Vanaja was also a super hot chick. She was 41 and showed no traces of aging. She was 5’6” and had a perfect fit body. My friend’s father had moved to Dubai for work and she was. She never really noticed me. Too busy playing with Clint, running around with him, her clothing always dirty, her knees skinned. She could climb our chestnut tree like no one else.I blinked at her. Today ... she looked like Zoey. Not as busty, but dressed to show off her body. To please my brother. My cheeks warmed as she stepped in, glancing at her round breasts molded by her tank top. I bet Clint loved her breasts.I didn’t have any. Not really. Just little A cup bumps. Puberty, it seemed, was. Just like the schoolgirl gossip of big hands equals big cock sized huge, but even bigger. It’s a monster, I can’t even get my fingers all the way around it!”“Well it takes two hands to handle a Whopper, and if you’re not woman enough to handle the job then move out of the way so I can see how much of it I can swallow!” Phyl muttered, her mouth already stretching open in preparation to devour my cockhead, or at least the first few inches of it.Ok, I’m not really huge, huge ... a bit over seven. ”“I’ll have to thank Brad for bringing such a beautiful, loving woman into my life. I know what Karen would say, ‘Dan, if you don’t love that woman, welcome her into our home, and bed, and make one of our wives, there is something wrong with you.’”“I’ve seen how you look at Karen, Wendy, and Tina. If you can love me the same way, even if not as intensely I’ll be a happy, happy woman. I have my own home that I enjoy but that doesn’t mean I’m not open to offers of a long, sex-filled relationship.