Chapter 2

As it turned out, the opportunity took place the next weekend. On Monday, Mom told me she had to leave mid afternoon of the coming Friday, shortly before the cleaner was due. All I could think about all week long was how to make my fantasy a reality. At first, I masturbated twice a day but stopped the Wednesday prior so I would be real horny when she arrived.

That Friday, my mom went over the food she had left for me, gave me her intinerary, emergency contact information and money for the cleaner. Typical of most moms, she wanted no detail left out.

“Mom…” I assured her. “I just turned 18. I’m a big girl and take care of myself.”

“Of course you can, honey,” she said as she gave me a quick kiss before heading out the door. As I watched her leave, I looked down the street for any sign of the cleaner.

I made sure the front door was unlocked, went to my room and took all off all of my clothes. I had butterflies in my stomach, a combination of nervousness, excitement and arousal. I could see my hard nipples sticking out and I felt the wetness between my legs. I opened my bedroom door as far as possible, walked out into the hallway and looked back from where she would be as she passed my room. Noting that the corner of the bed closest to the door was the best place, I planned to put my feet on the sides of the corner, knees bent and raised high with my legs as wide as I could comfortably place them apart. There I would lay on my back while rubbing myself as she walked by.

The sound of tires on the road outside sent me jumping up and scrambling to the window to peer out between the blinds. It was her! Her back was to me and she was bent over inside the door of her car, collecting some of her cleaning items. The sight of her sent my heart beating fast and hard. Once more I reminded myself I could pass it off as an inconvenient time for her to walk by if she wasn’t interested in me. The front door opened and I immediately laid down with my butt near the corner of the bead. There I was, naked, legs spread and ready to expose myself to her.

“Hello,” she called from the doorway.

I didn’t respond to her but began to rub my very wet pussy. All of these past weeks of fantasizing about her were about to come together and it was a do or die moment. I was hoping things were going to work out; I needed to see her naked body, touch her and taste her. I tossed my head back and closed my eyes as I thought about her seeing me naked, walking toward me and watching me masturbate. I could hear her walking inside the house and then nothing. Determined to carry my plan through, I continued to rub myself and felt an orgasm building up; my heart and breathing became fast and within moments, my body convulsed as I came. Afterwards, I placed my fingers in my mouth, enjoying the sweet taste. I was in my own little world of orgasmic bliss and didn’t care if anyone was watching and almost forgot about the cleaner. Finally, my eyes slowly opened, looking straight up at the ceiling, then moving down to see her face.

“Oh, hi!” I said, pretending to be startled.

“I was enjoying your little show!” she replied. Each of us looked at the other for the moment.

“Sorry, I didn’t know you were there.” I paused for moment to draw up some courage.

“I was thinking about you.”

“Oh?” she replied, with a sheepish smile.

“When you flashed me and showed me your breasts.”

“Did you like that?” She looked behind her and turned back to me and asked, “Are we alone?”

I nodded my head. Her eyes were locked on me as she lifted her shirt off, revealing her large breasts that nearly spilled over her bra. Using both hands, she undid the clasp in the back and let it fall to the floor and once more, I was staring at the most beautiful boobs I had ever seen. She walked toward me and leaned down. I began to reach up to touch her when she grabbed her left breast and placed it in my face. Her skin was warm and I could feel her nipple trail across my cheek as I turned my head to meet it with my mouth. Her nipple slid between my lips and I parted them slightly to let my tongue touch her pink protrusion. A moment later, I opened my mouth as wide as I could and sucked in as much of her fair flesh as possible as my tongue wiped over her skin, finding the nipple then flicking it back and forth.

“That feels nice. Have you ever sucked on a woman’s tit before?” Looking at her with her boob in my mouth, I wiggled my head back and forth.

“That’s right. Use your tongue. You do it so nicely!”

She looked over to the area between my legs and I flinched as she moved the tips of her fingers against the skin of my waist, trailing down through my pubic hair and towards my pussy; it was the first time anyone had ever touched me there. Undeterred, she moved her fingers down my slit and slowly around my clit, massaging it. It was my first sexual experience and having someone else touch my body sent it into spasms; causing me to breathe heavy. Minutes later, I had to release her breast from my mouth so I could catch my breath. I wiggled my hips a little, moving them in conjunction with the rhythm of her fingers to put pressure on my clit and before long, my mouth dropped open and my head fell back as I cried out with another orgasm. I looked up into her eyes and she looked down at me with a big smile.

“Oh my god, that felt good!” I said under my breath.

“You liked that I see,” she commented.

“You came quite hard,” she said.

“Oh, yea.” I said between breaths.

“That excited me too,” she said as she kicked off her shoes.

Her eyes were fixed on mine as she slid her pants down to her thighs (she wore no panties) before letting them fall to the floor and lifted her legs out of her pants. My eyes quickly moved to and were fixated on her pussy. I stared at her pubic hair, trimmed but covering only about half of the skin below her bikini line. There I could see the cleft of her lips beneath the thin bush. So long have I fantasized about this moment, I studied every bit of her and etched it into my memory. I refused to move to eyes from what I so badly desired. She looked down at me for several moments. I could see her out of the corner of my eye but I refused to take my eyes off her pussy to return her stare.

“Do you like my pussy?” Without looking up, I nodded my head.

“It’s pretty, pink and tastes good. Would you like to see it?”

“Yes!” I said, nodding my head.

She looked at me as she reached down and lifted the two halves of her labia and pulled them apart. Despite her efforts, I couldn’t see much.

“Would you like to taste my pussy? Would you like to run your tongue up and down my pink slit and lick up all of my pussy juice? Would you like to stick your tongue inside my hole? Would you like to tongue fuck my pussy?”

I was taken aback by her comments given their crudeness, but nodded as I spoke a barely audible, “Yes.”

I didn’t take my eyes off of her pussy as she lifted one knee, then the other, onto the bed until her breasts, draping down from above, began to sway back and forth. I briefly looked up to see them moving in sync, her nipples extended and pointing down at me and her areolas pimply with little bumps. She lifted one knee over my head and straddled my face as I looked up to see her pussy then back up at her eyes, partially blocked by the undersides of her large breasts. She reached down, placing the tips of her fingers on her labia and pulled them apart. Now I could see her lips well, they reminded me of sliced roast beef, light brown on the edges and red in the center. Atop the pink strip of flesh I saw her clit poking out slightly, wrapped in a thin tissue lining, then a large flat area that appeared moist and at the bottom was a depression filled with irregular bumps which I knew was her vaginal opening. I had only seen a few pictures and only slightly glanced at my pussy, but was mesmerized by hers.

“Do you like my pussy?” she asked.

I nodded my head then she spread her knees slightly and lowered herself towards my face. I fixed my eyes on her pussy as her scent filled my nostrils, she smelled like mine but so much stronger and more powerful given that hers was inches away. As she lowered herself, I lifted my head, raising my mouth to meet her womanhood. I could feel her wetness on my lips and extended my tongue out, parting her labia. I moved my tongue in further against her pink flesh, then up, down and in all directions, sliding it around within the confines of her thick pussy lips.

“That’s right,” she said. “That’s good!”

I wasn’t sure of what do so I kept dancing my tongue around her pussy as her fingers rose up the side of her labia and pulled her lips apart near the top, revealing her clit again.

“Lick my clit,” she said as she thrust her hips forward.

I tilted my head back slightly to raise my mouth while I stuck my tongue out further to meet her clit and rolled it over her little pink bump. Her hips jerked back slightly at the touch, then resumed the same position for more tonguing. I drove my tongue against her clit, attacking it, putting pressure on the little bud and wiggled it around.

“Oh yes, that feels good! Oh, you do that so well.”

I looked up at her, the large undersides of her breasts and her nipples jutting out and pointed upward. Beyond her chest, I could see her tense face and her eyes were focused, looking down at me. Her hips swayed, slightly, back and forth so my tongue was now running up and down over her clit, licking the underside, then running over the top and back down again. Heat from her inner thighs radiated out towards my ears and I could hear her breathing increase. Her hands left her pussy lips, which now remained open on their own, as she reached up and squeezed her breasts while her fingers pinched her nipples while pulling them outward.