Mom's best friend Monica -- revised story in paragraph form

Mom's best friend Monica -- revised story in paragraph form
By: Billy Jack

The first time I submitted this story I didn't know how to submit it properly, now it is in paragraph form and much more enjoyable to read, so enjoy.

Mom's best friend Monica

by Billy Jack

Billy loved to sit down and listen to his mother and her friend's talk when they came over on Thursday nights, especially when one of them started to tell about her latest dating adventure, or her newest boyfriend. Once talk about sex got started it continued until they called it a night, and then as they departed they promised to get together again next Thursday night. They would often talk about sex in minute detail, and even with me only five feet away that didn't affect them, they continued to tell how what they did and how good or bad it was.

Billy learned long ago that as long as he remained quiet no one paid much attention to him, so he would often sit and listen to them while they talked about how good their last date satisfied them, or how small the man was and how he wasn't able to satisfy them. Billy made mental notes of each of their stories, if he couldn't learn about sex personal experience he would learn it through theirs.

He felt this was where his sexual education really began, that it was by listening to them talking amongst themselves that he pieced it all together. Although he'd never had oral sex, he knew how to do it by listening to them discussing it in detail, and he had no idea before their Thursday night get togethers that women actually performed anal sex, at least not until the night his mother told the group about her last date and about her taking it up the ass. When she was with her friends, even she didn't notice Billy sitting back and listening, and he learned a lot from his mother as well as her friends.

The only person that really noticed that he was even alive when they met was his mom's best Monica. She was the prettiest of his mother's entire friend gatherings, and her body was the best he could ever recall seeing.

He especially loved to hear her tell her stories, and often when she talked about getting her pussy eaten, or sucking a cock until the man unloaded in her mouth. Then she'd look over at Billy with a smile and a sexy wink, she knew he listened intently and that he was learning a lot from the woman.

"Last night was the best night I had in months," Monica told the group, " Jack was the first man I had ever been with that even knew there was a sleeve over my clit, and when he pulled it back and licked it I coated his upper body in cum."

When Billy heard her telling the group about her getting her pussy eaten, and in detail, he had to leave the room. It was either go to his room and relieve himself, or hurt.

When he got to his room he dropped his pants just as soon as his door closed, and he masturbated while thinking of Monica. He often imagined her on her knees with her lips wrapped around his cock, or bent over with him behind her plowing his cock deep up her ass. It didn't take long for him to cum when she was the subject of his imagination, and when he came he came more and harder than he did by looking at his deceased father's Playboy Magazines.

Shortly after he turned nineteen his mother was admitted to the hospital for tests. She would be hospitalized for six full days and she was worried about Billy. He was able to look after himself, but he couldn't cook a single dish, so she asked her best friend to help her out.

Monica came over and cooked his dinner for him, and she would be gone by the time he got off work, but one night she was late. She had an appointment with her attorney about her ex-husbands not paying her maintenance like he was suppose to, so she got to the house just before he got home.

When he walked in and saw her at the stove his cock immediately started to swell. Any time he saw her now his mind immediately went back to some of the stories she'd told when he was younger, and each time he got so excited he had to visit Rosie Palm and her five sisters before he could function right.

When she heard him come in she hollered out to him to join her in the kitchen. She had a glass of red wine in one hand and a spatula in the other, and as she sipped her wine she asked him questions about his day.

"Sorry I got dinner on late," she told him while she raised her glass to her lips. "I had several appointments and it ran me behind time."

She always thought Billy was a handsome man, and she'd often seen the swelling in his jeans, but she never once considered being his lover, after all, he was his best friend's son.

After she finished cooking she set his plate in front of him and started to leave, but Billy asked her to join him by telling her that he was tired of eating alone. He wasn't so tired of eating alone, he did so most of the time anyway, he just wanted to be around her longer.

She made herself a small plate and moved over and sat next to him while they continued to talk. It didn't take long before they started to reminisced about the good old days when all the women got together and talked.

Billy told her he learned about sex through them, and when Monica looked over at him she could see the outline of his cock against his jeans. She couldn't believe how well endowed he was, he was huge. She knew she had to hurry and eat and get out, or she would become so worked up that she would go for him.

"So what story did you like best?" She asked as she felt the moisture on her pussy starting to build up. She couldn't talk about sex at all without getting horny, and she knew that when she left there she would have to go home and get out her vibrator or her whole body would hurt.

"The night when you told the group about a man named Jack," he answered, "I really liked that one the best."

"Oh," she said as her face reddened with excitement when she thought back to when she spent time with Jack. "That man knew how to eat pussy."

When Billy heard her using the word pussy he immediately got overly excited, and when he looked down at his jeans he could see where the pre-cum soaked into his pants.

When Monica looked down and saw it she nearly passed out with passion. She was at a point now where she could easily fuck her best friend's son, but she refused to make the first move, he would have to make it.

"You need to quit talking that way young man," she said with her breathing coming more labored. "You will make me horny then I will have to find a man to fuck me and make me cum." When Billy heard her say that he thought he would faint. He was there, and he would help her if she would only let him.

"It is so hard to find a real man anymore," she said as she lowered her hand down the front of her short until her fingers touched the wetness of her pussy, "what I need is a man with a big cock. Like the one you got in your jeans, but I am sure you wouldn't want an old woman like me."

"Yes I would," Billy answered almost too fast, "I have wanted to make love to you since the night you joined the group."

"If we do this, no one will be able to know." She told him as she stared at his crotch, "I love your mother, and I don't want to lose her friendship."

"It will be our own secret," he said as she stood and moved over to her.

When Billy eased into her arms she slid her hands around his neck and moved in to kiss him. When Billy felt her tongue slip in his mouth he felt strange. He hadn't been with many women before, and although he'd heard of French kissing, he'd never done it. He thought it sounded gross, but now that Monica had her tongue shoved deep in his mouth he knew what was so popular about the style, he loved it.

Billy hadn't had sex with anyone before except for a little groping with a girl he saw several times, but he knew he would know what to do when it was time, he learned that from the Thursday nights sessions.

Billy felt when Monica snaked her hand down his chest past his stomach to his cock, and when he felt her pulling on his zipper he knew that she was ready, and he knew he would do everything he could to please this gorgeous creature who had been the subject of his fantasies for many years. He would finally get to taste her pussy, and since he listened intently while she described the hood, he knew he could do his part.

Billy slowly edged her over to the kitchen table, and when her ass was pushed up against it he put his hands under her armpits and lifted her up to where the table had been cleared of the dishes.

He could see that her eyes were misted over, and he knew she was horny, and he planned to be the best lover she'd ever had, that is if he could remember what the women said at the groups.

Billy leaned back and slowly unbuttoned her blouse as he stared down at the imprints of her nipples against the thin material covering her tits. When he had the last button undone he eased the garment off of her shoulders and laid the blouse in the chair to his right, then he slid his hands around her and undid her bra. When her tits fell free he nearly fell over. He'd heard her tell the group she was a D-cup, but until just then he didn't realize how big a D-cup was.

Billy leaned in and cupped her tits in his hands while he moved down and took one of her hardened nipples in his mouth. When he saw her move her hand to the other nipple and twisted it he became so excited he nearly shot his load in his jeans.

He'd never seen a woman touch herself before, and when he did he didn't know if he could handle it or not, it was so sexy it made him feel light headed.

Billy dropped his hand to Monica's lap and moved up to the clasp, and when he had it undone she lifted her ass up so he could pull her shorts down and off.

When she opened her legs he could see her shaved pussy, and he badly wanted to move down and slide his tongue in her, but when she moved her hand down to her own pussy he stood back to watch.

She slid her fingers over her clit for several seconds before she slid down further and inserted two fingers up inside her, and Billy moved closer and took her nipple in his mouth while she worked on her own pussy.

After several minutes he started to kiss down her stomach until he had his head between her thighs, and as he kissed up towards her pussy he could hear her moans grow louder and louder.

He'd never seen or touched a clit before, but he had a good idea where it was and what it was, so when his tongue touched the hardened nub he sucked it in his mouth and lightly nibbled. When he felt her body shiver and her pussy shoot out a small glob of juices he assumed she came, but he wasn't happy with that, he wanted to make her lose control of her actions and see her go wild.

He eased her carefully onto her back and pulled her ass towards the edge of the table while he lifted her legs up to lie across his shoulders, then he moved back down and put more pressure while he licked harder against her vagina.

The harder Billy licked against her clit the more verbal she became. She shouted out how much she loved his tongue on her pussy, and several times she yelled for him to lick her harder. when Billy felt her tighten her body he knew she was about to cum, but he didn't know that a woman could squirt much like a man, and when it flew out and smacked him on the face he was caught off guard, and he choked on a large mouthful that shot at him before he had a chance to close his mouth.

Her body thrashed side to side while she screamed ?fuck me, fuck me' over and over again. Billy didn't pull his face away when she started to thrash her body, he loved the taste of her and how she reacted to his tongue, and he wanted to continue until she either passed out, or was close to passing out.

Monica finally pushed his head away and quickly stood next to him. Then she slid to her knees, and after she slid his pants to the floor she took her hand and lifted his cock as she moved her face in to him. When he felt her mouth slide around him it took everything he had not to cum. He'd never felt anything like it before. He didn't know what was better, the feeling, or seeing such a gorgeous woman sliding her mouth over his cock, but the combination of both he knew he would cum quickly if he didn't stop her soon.

After he lifted her up he moved her closer to the table and had her lay her upper body across the top while he moved in behind her. When she felt the head of his cock enter her she yelped. She hadn't ever had a cock as big as his, and she couldn't stretch quick enough to accommodate him.

Once she got used to his size she started to move back at him, and the harder she slammed back the harder he pushed forward.

He knew he was close to cumming, and he couldn't keep his eyes off of her anus. He wanted to fuck her there before he came, so he pulled out and brought his cock up to touch the brown hole before he slid forward.

She didn't mind him fucking her up the ass, but she begged him to slow down and take it easy with her, then she told him she wasn't used to a cock as big as his.

When he heard her tell about his cock he could stop himself, he was ready to cum and he wanted to fill her bowels with his sticky cum. He slammed forward three more times and then pulled in on her tightly while he let his cum shoot up inside of her.

The feeling of his huge cock, and the way he forcibly took her up the ass turned her on, and when she felt him cum she couldn't help but cum with him, and she shot her load straight down at his feet.

After they got dressed Monica moved up and kissed him deeply. She hadn't had sex like that in so long she knew she would be back for more, and often.

Billy promised her that anything they did would be kept on the quiet, and that any time she wanted to meet with him all she had to do was let him know when and where, and he would be there.

When Monica left Billy's house she knew that she would never go through a long dry spell again, and that she would call on him often. Billy was smart enough to know that she would be dating other men, and that if she ever fell in love, it would end for them. But until then he planned to enjoy her as much and as long as he could.