I still can't believe it. Taylor agreed to go out with me!
It's not that I am a bad catch - I am 6'1", 190lbs of primarily muscles. I was told before that I was quite handsome. And I was doing excellent in school. But Taylor was the alfa female in school! At 5'7", 122lbs, long blond hair and B cup tits she was the prettiest and led the cheerleading team. Yes, she could be nasty when in a bad mood or hated somebody, but... she chose me!
Both of us were slightly over 18, high school seniors, and preparing for college. I was accepted to three colleges, including Harvard. Taylor got into the Pratt Institute in New York.
Happy that both got into good schools, we tried to enjoy our new relationship the last few months remaining in high school. We saw all the recommended movies, checked Boston's best restaurants, danced in bars, and had as much sex as possible. When we started going out, she wasn't a virgin, and I never bothered asking her how many guys she slept with before me.
In bed, Taylor was insatiable. Initially, her intense sex drive was terrific. I was proud to have sex with the most attractive girl in school. We did it in the school bathroom, a nearby park, or my room. I never told my parents what we were doing behind closed doors, but Taylor was very vocal when she reached her climax... They must have heard her.
She invited me to her house after a month of dating her. By then, I knew that her father did not live with them. Taylor lived with her mother, who, she told me, worked as an accountant.
On a Saturday afternoon, I dressed nicely, trying to impress my girlfriend's mother. I brought a bouquet of red and yellow roses and knocked on the door.
Taylor opened the door, "Pretty flowers. Are these for me?"
I smiled, "Not really. These are for your mom, but if you like flowers, I'll bring you a nice bouquet next time I come here."
She smirked, "I see, so you are trying to impress my mother..."
"Is it a bad thing?"
"No. It is a great idea because nobody has brought her flowers in a long time."
We entered the living room, and her mother showed up to greet me. She was shorter than Taylor, around 5'5", 130lbs. She had shoulder-length brownish hair and a cute face. She was more curvaceous than her daughter and wore a long robe.
She smiled charmingly and extended her hand, "Hi, my name is Tania, and I am the brat's mother. Please to meet you."
I handed her the flowers, "Ma'am, you look too young to be her mother. Is she really yours, or was she adopted?"
Tania and Taylor laughed, and the mother said, "Young man, from what Taylor told me, you guys are already doing the bed thing, so you don't need to impress me. She is already yours. My approval never mattered to her in the past."
Taylor blurted, "Mom!..."
Tania chuckled, "That's OK, honey. If he doesn't know it yet, he'll soon find you do whatever you want. I am here to help you, keep you company when you are lonely, and do the house chores..."
Taylor had a strange look and pulled me to her room, "Mom lived many years without anybody else but me around. My dad left her four years ago. He took with him his bimbo secretary and moved to California. He sends money monthly and calls me on birthdays, but we haven't seen him in years. After it happened, she was devastated and bitter and vowed never to trust a man again. As you've noticed, she is very sarcastic these days."
"I understand. I hope she'll start trusting me once she knows me better."
She sighed, "I hope so. So far, she refused to meet other men. Twice I tried to persuade her to go on one of the online sites, but she refused and said that one failed marriage was enough for her. I'll never forget her statement, 'I have a good job, enough money, and a fantastic vibrator. Why do I need another man in the house?' But enough about Mom. Do you want to watch a movie or fuck?"
"Taylor, during sex, you are very noisy. Don't you think your mother will hear us and throw me out the window?"
She laughed, "Mother knows that we have sex. I did it in my room with two other guys before. Afterward, she gave me 'a look' but never complained."
"Still, don't you think that a person devoid of real sex life suffers hearing others enjoying it?!..."
"Trevor, you are boring me. Are you insinuating that if Mom chooses not to have a relationship with another man, I won't get to have sex in this house?!..."
"I don't know. I mean... if you were quieter, maybe."
"Well, mister, I want to enjoy sex to the fullest. If I have to think of being quiet, I won't be able to enjoy much..."
"Taylor, what do YOU want to do now?"
"I want you to fuck me hard. And if I am going to be too vocal, be it. Perhaps it will convince Mom to start dating again and find a real man to give her the sexual bliss she deserves."
It sounded like a rationalization to justify Taylor's craving for sex, but I didn't want to argue with her. Remembering her fantastic body was multi-orgasmic was enough to accept her suggestion.
We undressed quickly, hungry for each other's bodies. Her perky tits looked as tempting as ever. I latched onto one, sucking on her hard nipple, hoping to be rewarded with milk one day. Her hand found my stiff pecker and bobbed on it fast, trying to make me insert it into her always-hungry cunt. I obeyed. I knelt between her perfect thighs and shoved my cock deep inside her tight cunt. She started screaming. I bent forward, covered her luscious lips with mine, and invaded her hot mouth with my tongue. It muffled her screams slightly, but I was sure that her cries could still be heard all the way to the nearby Target store. I did not doubt that her mother knew we were having wild sex, unless she suspected I attempted to murder her daughter. But Tania did not say or do anything to interrupt us. I erupted deep in her pussy when Taylor had her third orgasm. She must have felt me cumming because her cries became even louder, and her body shivered like a leaf in a strong wind!
When it was time for me to leave, we saw Tania sitting in the living room.
She glanced at me, "Trevor, often I feel lonely, and the house is too quiet. I guess I'll have to deal with the opposite issue from now on. Do you know where I can find a pair of noise-canceling earphones?"
I blushed, "Tania, I am sorry for the noise. We tried to be quieter, but we weren't successful."
"Oh, don't worry about me. After I bribe the neighbors and show them my daughter is still alive, they might be nice and not call the police..."
"Ma'am, I tried to tell Taylor not to do it in your home, but she insisted..."
"Young man, I believe you. But she was never that loud with her former boyfriends. Are you a sex god?!...
I laughed, "Tania, it was nice meeting you."
