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Chuck
by AndoverBlonde (andoverblonde@hotmail.com)

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A true story about a brief encounter between a mother 
and her daughter’s boyfriend. (MF, rom, oral)

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Hi Readers 

I have been scanning the archive for a while now and 
thought that it was about time to share one of my own 
experiences. So, yes, this is a true story. This will 
also be a fairly short story, and if you feel compelled 
to read it, you should feel free to send me any 
comments. (I most definitely am NOT looking for email 
sex, or whatever you call it, so please don’t waste my 
time with messages of that sort.) 

To begin with I am 42, blonde, reasonably fit, and very 
happily divorced. I have a beautiful 24-year-old 
daughter whom I get along with very well, a job that 
pays more than just the bills, and a healthy dating 
life. I also have a pretty strong sex drive (and thus 
the reason I had a child when I was 18) that I guess 
has the potential to land me in some awkward 
situations. Anyway, that is who I am today. The story I 
want to share happened 6 years ago – ironically, it all 
came about because I wanted to be a good parent. 

I became pregnant shortly after I became drunk. I see 
this as more than a correlation, and I saw the 
potential of that happening to my daughter. Since I 
could not convince her not to drink (you try!), I made 
a simple rule – if she wanted to have a few drinks she 
could have them at our house. This actually 
strengthened our relationship. She and a few of her 
friends often stayed in weekend nights, and on the 
nights they drank they slept over. 

As you might guess, the girls often wanted boys to join 
the party. This also did not bother me too much, so 
long as the group never exceeded 6 or 8 kids, and as 
long as the boys and girls new that they had to sleep 
in different rooms. Naturally, when boys did come over 
I had to be somewhat of a baby sitter. 

One of these nights, Linda (my daughter), her best 
friend Amy, and Linda’s boyfriend Chuck watched a movie 
and had a few beers. I joined them intermittently and 
was pretty entertained by what I saw. First, they all 
had a bit too much to drink. Second, Amy seemed to be 
flirting with Chuck. And third, Chuck seemed to enjoy 
pretending that two girls were not flirting with him. 

Chuck was a piece of work. I don’t think he was on any 
sport teams, and he didn’t look like he spent any time 
in the gym, but he had a grown man’s body. Does that 
make sense? Maybe the best way to say it is that he 
looked country strong, like he worked hard all day. He 
was reasonably cute, I guess, but what struck you was 
his confidence. Maybe he was just a few years a head of 
his time. Clearly Linda liked that, and I think Amy did 
too. 

Linda was (and is) beautiful. She is smaller than I am 
both in height and weight, and has an air about 
herself. Maybe only I see it, but she is truly special. 
I will not discuss my baby further -- I hope you 
understand. 

I will describe her friend Amy. I liked Amy a lot. She 
was a spunky kid who had a definite style – and it 
definitely changed over the years. During this period 
Amy was a little princess, and very focused on being 
noticed and remembered. I think that is what made Linda 
upset at first – Amy asked Chuck to smell her perfume 
and asked him if he liked it. (He did.) She also asked 
him if he liked her hair up or down, although she 
almost always wore it tied up with a ribbon. (He didn’t 
care.) She must have asked a few too many questions of 
that sort because Linda was getting progressively 
angrier, and the kids were drinking faster. 

I remember wishing that Amy had asked Chuck if he liked 
girls with more curves than Linda. Amy had more, and so 
did I. 

The evening was pretty comical except for one thing – I 
also wanted to flirt with Chuck. Here I was, almost 
twice his age, and I couldn’t stop thinking about this 
young man – this very strong looking, self confident, 
sexy, young man. As the night grew late, the ‘kids’ all 
had a little too much to drink and I shepparded them 
into separate rooms. 

I reminded them that I would be staying up for a bit in 
the room between theirs, and that I expected no bad 
behavior in my house. I could hear Linda and Amy fight 
for a bit, but the girls soon fell asleep. I wasn’t 
sure if Chuck was asleep, but at the time I was doing 
my best to shake him from my thoughts. 

It was after about an hour and I decided it was time 
for bed when I noticed Amy’s pocketbook. As I picked it 
up a wicked thought crossed my mind. Amy was about my 
height. Amy was about my weight. I thought about Chuck 
again. How wrong would it be? I looked inside Amy’s 
pocketbook and found her perfume and a ribbon. My god, 
I thought, could I get away with it? 

I was going to find out. I quickly went to my room and 
put on a tank top like Amy was wearing, I pulled my 
hair back like hers, and I put on a hint of her 
perfume. My heart was racing, my mind was calling me a 
fool, but my body was telling me to at least look in on 
him. 

After making sure that the girls were asleep, I snuck 
into Chuck’s room. After my eyes adjusted I could see 
that the boy was fast asleep. Through the single sheet 
I could also see that he was naked. What an 
unbelievable image! What a foolish thing to do! I was 
planning on sneaking right out of the room when he 
rolled onto his side. Maybe I was jealous, maybe I was 
convinced that I could get away with it, who knows, 
maybe I was a bit lonely. 

I kneeled down next to the bed and gently pushed the 
sheet back. Facing me was one of the most beautiful 
penises I have ever had the pleasure of looking at. 
Chuck was quite a man! He looked fairly large even when 
he was soft, which is quite a feat. For just a second I 
let the thought cross my mind that maybe he was active 
with Linda, but I let that pass. I had decided that he 
was going to be active with me. I needed him to be. 

I bent toward him and took him in my mouth. Gently I 
sucked him in deeper into my mouth and I could feel 
that his body (if not his mind) was wakening. He 
responded pretty quickly! He wasn’t as long as I 
thought he would be – maybe 6 or 7 inches -- but he was 
a lot fatter than I expected. I could barely open my 
mouth wide enough. 

He had awoken by the time I was stroking him. Instead 
of being startled, he just held the back of my head and 
made love to my mouth. For a few minutes I was in 
complete control. I was teasing him with my tongue, 
pulling him hard with my hand, and taking him deep 
within my mouth. I loved this, but in short order I had 
lost control. Chuck had rolled a bit and took hold of 
my head with both hands and was thrusting quickly in 
and out of my mouth. I felt him swell and then I felt 
him explode. I accepted every drop. 

I shushed him when he started to giggle. He whispered 
that he didn’t think I would ever do that to him – that 
he had waited a long time. He must have thought that I 
was Linda. Shit! What could I do? If my baby wasn’t 
taking him in her mouth, what would she think when he 
expected it next? 

Looking back, it didn’t really matter to me. I didn’t 
sneak into this room so a young stud could cum in my 
mouth, I came into this room because I wanted to feel 
him deep inside me. I pushed him a way a little when he 
tried to cuddle up and instead kept pumping him with my 
hand. At first he moved a bit, maybe objected a little, 
but soon got the idea. He lay there quiet and 
motionless as I brought him back to full strength. Good 
boy!

With him flat on his back I moved to position myself 
above him. God this was great! I could feel him try to 
lift his body when he felt my wetness touch the tip of 
his penis, but I didn’t give him that much room to 
move. Still, it wasn’t like I was going to make him 
wait long. I wanted him desperately and couldn’t afford 
the time for teasing anyway.

With Chuck on his back, my feet by his rib cage, my 
hands against the wall, and my wetness balanced above 
his fat penis, I plummeted to my own pleasure. I took 
him in one shot, falling hard against his body, and 
stretching more than I expected. And I came hard – I 
must have had three orgasms while I rotated my hips, 
keeping him as deep in me as possible.

Then the fucking began – slowly at first, with me 
mostly controlling the depth, then faster with Chuck 
meeting my rhythm. Once Chuck grabbed my hips he knew I 
wasn’t Linda. I heard him say Amy – and I shushed him 
again. 

I’ll tell you one thing about Chuck, he wanted to fuck 
Amy. Oh my god, once he thought I was Amy I was in for 
quiet a ride. Chuck grabbed my hips and pulled me 
deeply and aggressively onto him. I was floating from 
one orgasm to the next when I felt his body stiffen. 
The thought of him cumming in me was strong enough to 
through me into another round of orgasms, to feel him 
to do pushed me over the limit. We came together.

Chuck wanted to talk, but I just rushed out of the 
room. (But not rushing so fast that I forgot to leave 
Amy’s ribbon!) In the morning, Amy and Linda were 
complaining about drinking too much, and Chuck was 
failing at his attempts to get Amy to flirt again. For 
my part, I just asked about random noises and the kids 
ensured me that nothing funny had gone on.

Ah, the world is a beautiful place. I often wonder if 
Chuck fantasized about older women. If he did, it is 
too bad that he never knew how well he did at 
fulfilling that fantasy! 


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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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