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She took my hand in hers as we walked. “You are gonna love my mom. She is just like me, but twenty-two years older. She still has dirty blonde hair, nice melons, and can be sweet when she wants to be.”
“Really, are her hooters bigger?” I pondered, getting front of her.
“Yes, smartass,” she replied, taking my other hand and looking into my green eyes. “She is just the most important person in the world to me. I just really want both of you to like each other, that’s all. We’ve been seeing each other for over a year now and she doesn’t come out this way very often. I’m sure she’ll love your black hair and charming personality, but be on your toes.”
“I understand,” I mentioned before I kissed her. “I’ll give her the full charm, sound good?”
She nodded as she broke eye contact. “Sometimes she comes down hard on my boyfriends, that’s why I waited until we were serious. I love her to death, but she has been a pain in the ass in this department before.”
I took in a deep breath and hugged her. “I’ll be prepared, Rashida, I love you.”
“I love you too,” she added, letting go of me. “I’m just warning you: she is the sexiest, but sharpest shark you’ll ever set your eyes on. She’ll grill you a little bit, but remember: you are the second most important person to me.”
“That’s why I bought you the ring.”
“Tell you what, you make it through this dinner with her liking you,” she said, coming towards my right ear, “and I’ll give you a blow job on the way home, maybe I’ll even let you cum in my mouth,” she whispered.
I cheesed and shook a bit as she brought her head back. “The most important factor we just have to make her understand is: we love each other.”
I broke eye contact and took a deep breath.
“What?”
I glanced back at her. “Does she know that we’re living together and, you know?”
“Having sex, Ladon?”
“Yes.”
“I haven’t give her any details, but yes, she knows the deed has been done quite a few times. Don’t worry, she isn’t traditional like that, she is just my mom. I can’t say this will be easy, but let’s just get through it,” she explained before she felt my crotch. “Then I’ll take out my hard friend, and I’ll let him right into my mouth. I’ll even do it naked if you want me to.”
“Is that a promise?”
“What do you think?” she pondered before she smooched my cheek. “If you are really lucky, I may even take you into the women’s room and make you feel good in one of the stalls. She is just a character, but it is part of her personality. If I need to, I’ll insert myself into it if things get weird.”
“Okay.”
We walked into the seating area as we held hands and I cheesed the whole time.
‘Wow, I picked the right lady: willing to give me head on the way back and maybe even in the bathroom. I wonder if I might ask her tonight. I mean with her mom there, it might be perfect. Although, even though she isn’t traditional, it still might be a good idea to ask for her blessing to propose.’
“Oh, there she is,” she pointed out before she hurried us both over.
‘Holy shit, she has her hooters off the leash,’ I thought, shaking a little bit. ‘And they are bigger.’
“Hello, Mom, this is Ladon, my serious boyfriend,” Rashida introduced me, sitting down next to her.
I stayed up and glanced at her. “Hello, Mrs. Chimstim, I’m Ladon,” I greeted her, putting my hand out over the table.
She sat there for a few seconds and peeked at my hand.
Then she looked at me. “With due respect, Ladon, fuck your handshake,” she said before she got up and came to me. “I’m a hugger,” she informed me before she wrapped her arms around me.
My eyes were widened for a moment as I peeked at Rashida. “What the hell?” I mouthed, hugging her mom back.
“She is my mom, dude,” she mouthed back, shrugging her shoulders and smiling.
‘Fuck, I have a major hard on now. Holy shit, this is gonna be a fucked up dinner, but her boobs are spectacular.’
We let go of each other and I sat down across from her. Rashida blindly found my hand and took it hers. Even as she did that, my eyes were glued to the giant pair of tits that were begging to pop our of her mom’s dress.
“I’m Roxanne by the way, Ladon. You must be the one that’s been living with my daughter for the past year.”
I bit my lip for a moment. ‘Fuck, it is cool in here, but I’m sweating bullets.’
“Anyone in there, Ladon?” Roxanne wondered waving her hand. “Are the lights just on with no one home?”
“Yes, that’s me, Roxanne.”
She nodded and smiled. “Good, it is nice to meet you finally, nervous, but kind man. I can certainly tell that you are tense, but don’t worry, I won’t grill you,” she laughed. “She told you I would, didn’t she? Don’t worry, you can tell me. Just blink once for ‘Yes.’.”
I glanced at Rashida and she grinned.
“Yes she did, Roxanne.”
“That wasn’t nice, sweetie,” she warned Rashida.
Everyone stayed quiet for a moment and looked over the menus. Soon after that, we ordered our food and then Rashida gave bursa escort me a kiss.
She came to my ear again. “Don’t worry, dude. I really will give you head if it’ll make you feel better. If you need to calm down a bit, just pull on my top a little bit under the table and we’ll go right to the bathroom. I just love you that much,” she confided.
I brought my lips to her cheek. “Thank you,” I muttered.
“You can do that by just talking to her for a couple minutes.”
“What are you two whispering about? You aren’t talking about me, are you?”
“No, Mom,” Rashida answered, pulling her head back. “I’m gonna head to the bathroom real quick, remember: no grilling,” she made clear before she took off.
‘Oh, son of a bitch,’ I thought, slanting my head down to the table.
“So, how did you meet her?” she pondered, leaning towards me.
I bowed my head down. “Just through friends, that’s all. No romantic story, somehow defying the odds or anything like that. We just hit it off, and that led us here,” I explained, vibrating a bit.
“You mean to where you are meeting me and you can’t just look into my eyes?”
I clenched my fists and calmly slanted my head up.
Although, my eyes just got stuck right on her glorious rack. ‘Stop staring, you moron. She might be your mother-in-law in the near future. Fuck, she could break us up,’ I thought, jiggling.
“Hello, Ladon, what, are you lost in my boobs?”
I instantly jerked backward. “What, no, I wasn’t looking at those. I was just…”
“It is nothing to be ashamed of, dear,” she assured me, putting her palms over my right hand. “You are a guy and I have my bosoms out like they are being auctioned off to the highest bidder. I won’t tell Rashida that you were eye fucking the shit out of them. I’m a mean bitch, but I’m not that mean. I can be sweet too, but you just have to meet me halfway, that’s all,” she explained, prior to getting up and sitting next to me.
“What does that mean?” I moaned through my teeth.
She smile lustfully and brought her lips to my ear. “Just tell me you want to fuck me.”
“What, no, Roxanne. I’m with your daughter, so I don’t want to have sex with you,” I protested, putting my hands up and shaking my head no.
She placed her hand onto her chin and stared off into space for a moment. “I gotta call bullshit,” she stated, prior to looking back at me. “You want me, don’t you?”
“No, I don’t, Roxanne.”
She instantly brought her right hand to my crotch. “Your dick agrees with me, Ladon,” she pointed out, rubbing it.
I jiggled around, bit my bottom lip and sweated rapidly.
I managed to keep my eyes open just in case Rashida came back. ‘Oh, that feels good.’
“Do you like this, Ladon?” she wondered, bringing her lips to my cheek. “You can be honest with me.”
I bit my bottom lip extra hard. “Roxanne, are you hitting on me?”
“Maybe, now admit that you want to fuck me.”
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes for a few seconds. “Okay, I want to fuck you, Roxanne.”
“I like that,” she giggled before she smooched my cheek. “If you ever want to see my naked breasts, just let me know. I’ll gladly show them to you. If you ask really nicely, I may let you lick my nipples too. Would you like that?”
“Maybe, now please stop this before she comes back. You are making me really uneasy.”
“Fine,” she said before kissed my cheek again and sat back in her chair. “And feel free to eyeball my breasts, but don’t let her catch you.”
I just tried to relax and get myself under control. I wiped my forehead and then my hands.
I didn’t peek back at her until Rashida came back. “I’m sorry, I just had to go,” she pointed out, sitting next to me. “So, what did you two talk about?” she pondered, glancing at me.
“Just how we met, but nothing else.”
“Good,” she said before she kissed me and took my hand in hers.
Then they began going back and forth, but I couldn’t follow the conversation at all.
I just glared at her tits on and off. ‘Son of a bitch, I only met her tonight, but she already got to me admit that I wanted to have sex with her. Just what kind of woman did Rashida come from? She certainly didn’t hit on me when I first met her. Hell, Roxanne even just encouraged me to stare at her melons. Is she just nuts? Damn, even as I’m holding Rashida’s hand, I’m just picturing Roxanne jerking me off.’
A few minutes later, Rashida brought her lips to my cheek. “Are you okay, you haven’t said anything for over five minutes?”
“I think you two have said enough for all three of us.”
“Is there anything you want to ask my mom?”
I just peeked at her tits again.
“Yes, these are real,” Roxanne let me know, lifting them up a bit.
“Mom!” Rashida roared, hitting the table. “He doesn’t need to know that. You told the last boyfriend you met that and you scared him off. Don’t pull that crap again.”
“I’m sorry, young lady!” Roxanne growled, leaning towards Rashida. “It is not like I have a man in bursa escort bayan my life appreciating them, and Ladon is a guy. It is just his nature to check them out, especially if you might have these years down the road.”
“Maybe, but neither of us needed to hear that, Mom. He is my boyfriend and he can enjoy my breasts whenever he wants to. He definitely doesn’t need you to make him feel uncomfortable. I’m sure he scanned them when he saw the big display you have them on.”
Roxanne sighed and viewed at me. “I apologize, Ladon. It was not my intention to make you feel uncomfortable. I certainly support you being with my daughter, because you seem to make her happy. Another thing I’m sure she mentioned: she wanted us to like each other. I do like you, Ladon.”
“Thank you, Mom.”
A moment later, our food showed up and we started eating.
‘My cock is as hard as a diamond and I feel like I could just pop at any second now,’ I thought, eating my steak. ‘I think I just need to jack off, maybe that’ll get her off my mind.’
I did my best not to glimpse at her boobs, but it was just next impossible. I felt my entire figure shudder a bit and drops of sweat fall off my head too.
I took a deep swallow and peeked at Rashida. “I’m gonna go to the bathroom now.”
“Okay, but can we talk for a second?”
“Sure,” I replied, getting up.
We both headed towards the bathroom, but stopped at a small section by it.
She looked at me. “Are you sure you are okay? I just keep seeing you shiver and sweat like you are in court being prosecuted for murder. Is she making feel weird? I wanted to bite her head off about wearing that red dress, but she is my mom. Does she turn you on, so you want to have sex with her?”
“No, babe,” I objected, shaking my head no. “I swear I just want you.”
“I’m not saying you feel the need to cheat, but like she said, you are a guy,” she reminded me, taking my hands in hers. “We both know you love tits too, so it is nothing to be ashamed of if she turned you on. You didn’t ask her to, she just did it.”
“Okay, she did, Rashida. I’m so sorry,” I replied, wrapping my arms around her.
She hugged me back for a moment. “Don’t be sorry,” she said, leaning away. “Do you need a blow job right now?”
“No, I can wait until our drive home,” I answered before I kissed her.
“Are you sure? Thirty seconds after the stall door shuts, I could have you ready to shoot.”
“Is that an guarantee?”
“What do you think?” she inquired, wrapping her arms around my neck. “We didn’t start having sex until I heard the ‘L’ word. We kept doing it afterward because I knew it was true,” she explained before she kissed me. “Just don’t take too long, I do love pleasuring you,” she reminded me before she walked away.
I went into the bathroom and strolled to the furthest stall.
I ambled in there, shut the door and locked it. “So, like mother, like daughter, both of them are down to fuck,” I murmured before I undid my pants.
I pulled out my rod and immediately began stroking it. “Son of a bitch, Roxanne is a stone fox wrapped in a somewhat heartless bitch. She was actually hitting on me and got me hot for her. Fuck, now I’m jacking off because of her. Somehow, I just think it wouldn’t be right if Rashida blew me and made me cum right now. Her mom got my motor going into overdrive, but I can’t have Rashida finish the job. Oh, just shut up and do it,” I groaned, leaning my head back and closing my eyes. “Oh, Roxanne, of course I’ll take a peek at those melons.”
My mouth opened up widely and my hand already felt like it had an icepick shoved in there. I zoned everything else out and just focused on envisioning Roxanne naked. I didn’t have her do anything sexual, but I did just try to create the best image I could of her just dancing around.
‘I’m breathing rather heavily and I feel like I’m in the middle of volcano, but my cock is taking over all the physical and emotional bad feelings flowing through me. I’m bitting my both of my lips and I my whole figure is trembling. Shit, why must that chick do this to me?’
I had no idea, but I felt my load jetting through my system as if it was one huge tidal wave. With each passing stroke, I felt it getting stronger and more likely to burst out. I couldn’t actually smile, but I still felt pretty damn good.
Although, a minute later, a single tear formed on my left cheek and I put my right hand onto the wall. “I’m sorry, Rashida,” I moaned, prior to letting my seed out.
I came and let out four shots and one half stream as well. It all went hit the toilet and the wall and then I let out a giant exhale. I felt more drops of sweat forming on my forehead, but I felt ice cold on the inside.
“Son of a bitch, that was good, but damn I feel guilty now.”
“Oh, I would too, stud.”
My eyes instantly opened all the way. “Shit,” I whispered. “Roxanne?” I asked, peeking behind me.
“I’m sorry, did I catch you jacking off?” she inquired, peeking over the door.
I stayed escort bursa silent for a moment.
“How about you let me in?”
‘Crap, if I don’t she’ll probably blow the whistle,’ I thought before I hit the back wall.
“You don’t have to hit the wall, I just want to chat.”
“Fine,” I moaned through my teeth before I unlocked it.
She opened the door. “Having fun?” she questioned, coming into the stall with me and as I frantically tried to get my cock back into my pants.
“There is no need zip up, I’d love to see it, if you’ll let me,” she mentioned, leaning towards me.
“No, I’m not about to let you see my schlong,” I protested, putting it away.
“Why not? You just envisioned me naked.”
I put my hands on my face and rubbed it very slowly for a moment.
“I locked the door, so we are free to get naked if either of us has the desire to. So why don’t you look my way, and maybe I’ll flash you my knockers. We both know you want to see them. It was confirmed earlier when you couldn’t go for a full sixty seconds without peeking at them. So, I’m offering you the chance to see them right now. No strings attached, and I won’t tell her you were just masturbating thinking about me.”
“And why should I trust you?”
She chuckled for a moment and put her hand onto my shoulder. “Well, because you want my blessing to ask Rashida to marry you.”
“How did you know about that?” I questioned, turning to her.
“If you weren’t serious about her, you wouldn’t have fought so hard not to gawk at these melons,” she answered, boosting them up. “It is okay, nothing that goes on in here will leave. You can admit it, I already know you want to see them. If you let me see your pecker, I’ll show you my tits and I’ll give you my blessing.”
“Just like that?”
She nodded.
I hit my own hand a few times as I broke eye contact with her. “And Rashida never finds out about this?”
“Nope,” she answered, caressing her breasts. “Even if I got down on my knees and blew you, I wouldn’t let her find out.”
“Oh, fuck that,” I asserted, pushing her out of the way.
I got out of the stall and put my hands up. “You are one insane floozy, Roxanne,” I branded her, pointing at her.
“I know,” she agreed, pushing the sides of her dress off herself. “I just want my own piece of cake from you, man sized hunk,” she mentioned as it fell off her.
She strolled towards me and placed her hands onto her back.
“No, don’t you dare take that off.”
“Or what?” she wondered, taking her pink bra off.
My jaw immediately dropped as my eyes got view of her naked tits.
“I take it you like them?”
“Yes, cunt,” I replied, failing to part my eyes from them.
She slid her matching panties down. “That’s not nice,” she mentioned, stepping towards me. “All I want to do is pleasure you before you propose,” she said before she felt my pockets. “Holy shit, there is something else hard there. You were planning on proposing tonight, weren’t you?”
“Yes, if things went well, which they clearly aren’t now.”
Her hands came to the button on my pants. “Just let me send you off a happy man and then you’ll have my blessing. Is that fair enough? She is my only child and I’m not planning on having another one. I’m sure you’d love to do it with a MILF too.”
“Whatever, hussy.”
She calmly lowered herself to her knees as she failed to break eye contact. She got my pants undone and pulled them down.
My hard rod flung right out and she wrapped her right hand around it. “Wow, Rashida is one lucky woman,” she pointed out, caressing it and examining it.
“I know that, just do what you want to do so this can be over with.”
“Oh, aren’t you a reluctant dude?” she wondered before she lazily took my Johnson into her mouth.
I covered my face with both hands. “You fucking bitch,” I groaned, scrubbing my face.
She began thrusting her lips and her hand grabbed onto my shirt. She pulled on it, so I haltingly brought my hands off my face.
I looked right at her as she glanced right back at me. “You suck in more ways than one, bitch.”
She chuckled a bit and let me feel the goodness of her mushy lips on my pecker.
I just paced myself, but kept my eyes right on hers. ‘Whether I like it or not, she does bring intimacy into it,’ I thought, clenching my fists. ‘She is doing it slowly too, just making me feel so damn good. She is definitely one manipulative skank, that’s for sure. Just remember: I’m doing this to get her blessing, so then I can propose tonight. Yes, just look at me as I cheat on your daughter, you damn wench.’
“I think I hate you so much, that I love you a little bit.”
She failed to halt her pleasuring and just kept her speed and eye contact constant. Although, after a couple minutes, my head slanted back and the top half my of body began moving back and forth.
I heard her giggle a little bit more and then her tongue slid it’s way onto my rod as well. It first landed on the bottom, but it slithered it’s way all the way around my member. That was when she had twitch for the first time.
A moment later, I bit my lips again. “Shit, you suck, Roxanne. Don’t toy around with me, just make me cum so I can get your blessing, slut.”
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