All characters are over 18
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My name Damon, I'm a 25 year old CEO of my own tech startup. I like to consider myself a high value man, I look good, have excellent shape, maintain my masculine frame and I'm overachieving in the finance department.
Though, I'm currently living with my girlfriend, Toya (age 24), in her childhood home with her 18 year old younger sister, Kayla, and her 45 year old mom, Monica. It's not that we couldn't afford to get a home of our own. Initially, we moved with them post-grad, but Monica asked if we could delay our plans to get our own spot so that we could enjoy some privacy. Monica thought it'll be nice to finally have a man in the house again for safety reasons.
According to Toya, Monica hasn't really dated anyone seriously since Toya's father died a few years ago, but Toya did mention that Monica has had a very active sex life since. Toya even admitted that she masturbated once to the sound of her mother moaning and getting dicked down by a bouncer she met while out with her friends. I would later find out how true that statement is. One night we were woken by the sound of Monica screaming for him to fuck her harder. It turned us on so much that we ended up fucking that night as well. It even seemed like Toya was competing with her mom with how audible she was being.
Monica looks incredible, definitely has a pornstar body. It was as if she came from the ebony porn golden era which featured Pinky XXX, Ayana Angel, Jada Fire and Cherokee D'Ass. She stood 5'4", with 36D-29-50 measurements, beautiful brown eyes, long black hair, and nice, even, blemish free, milk chocolate skin. She's definitely a Mother-I'd-Like-to-Fuck and if I was single I probably would have shot my shot. I'd even admit that on a few occasions I fantasized about fucking her, while I made love to Toya, even one time slipping up and moaning Monica's name. Toya ignored it but I know she heard it.
Monica's not innocent either, she often flirts with me and says if I wasn't her future son-in-law and what she would do to me. Sometimes she even bends over so I can get a better look at her ass when she catches me staring at it. I think she just loves to see that I can get that kind of reaction out of me and doesn't plan on actually doing anything.
This is not to say that Toya couldn't hold her own against any woman. I think my attraction to her mom stems from the fact that Toya looks like a younger version of her, except Toya's is slimmer from playing college basketball, which is actually how I met her.
-Flashback to 4 years ago-
I was 21 years old Junior Software Engineering major, writing for the University of Georgia newspapers sport column and I was covering one of the women's basketball games and I was assigned to interview her. Personally I've never been a big fan of women's basketball but as I watched the game, I noticed how good she looked in her uniform. Even in those baggy shorts it was obvious she had a body to kill for. With every dribble just watching how her ass jiggled as she ran up and down the court, every jumpshot her titties jiggle. Maybe I'm exaggerating a bit but she really made me appreciate her league a bit more. Once I was able to snap out of my lust, I remember why I was there. I started to pay attention to her play and damn she was killing it. Droppin' dimes left and right, not to mention making the occasional 3. It was amazing how God somehow brought my love of basketball and big booties together into one woman. It felt quite odd getting wood from watching a basketball game but I'm sure I wasn't the only one.
Her team the Bulldogs go on to win the game by a narrow margin, with her scoring the tie-breaking buzzer beater. I made some notes about other things I observed from the game. Then I went to meet her to see if I could get her to interview with me. The floor was crowded with other admiring fans still celebrating the win. People were shoving and bumping into me as I navigated through the crowd.I looked through the crowd and noticed her jersey number (#3) and proceeded her way. As I got close, I saw her backing away from some of the other students and was getting closer to me. I tried to back up to give her space but we were trapped on all sides.
Soon she backed into me and her ass landed square in my crotch. She tried to move away but the movement caused her ass to press against me. My dick responded as expected as I felt her ass sandwich it between her cheeks. In any other situation, I could probably enjoy the feeling but the fact that she must've thought I was a big perv was running through my mind at that moment. She continued her movement trying to separate, not realizing the effect it would have on my current situation. I looked down and saw her shorts had rid up to the point where my dick was logged between her cheeks and below I saw the bottom of her beautiful ass. Once the crowd started clearing, we were able to separate and compose ourselves. I tried to ignore the obvious and pitch my bid to interview her.
Embarrassed, I said "Hey, I'm really sorry about that... I know your probably want to get as far away from me as possible after what just happened but my name is Damon with the the university newspaper and I was wondering if I could maybe interview you for the sports section?"
"Oh, it's okay, I wish they stop them from running on the court after a win because I would really love a shower right now and this is a bit much. But sure you could interview me."
"Thank you so much."
"We can do it in the locker room, but you might wanna do something about hiding this.." She grabs and briefly strokes my erection. "Very forward of her," I thought.
I look around to make sure no one is looking, tgen I adjust myself so it's less noticeable. She grabs my hand as we force our way through the crowd into the locker room.
"As you know you shouldn't be in here, but it's cool since you're with me. Just don't make it a habit of coming into the girl's locker room." she teased.
Writing in my notepad I say," Athletic, Cute and Funny"
"Aww you think I'm cute? Well you better after having that monster in your pants between my cheeks for all that time." she turns around and points at her ass.
My dick twitches. "Wow...okay. I don't know what to say. Nobody's ever called it a monster before."
"Well whip it out and I'll know if it qualifies."
"Maybe later, but first my interview"
"All work no play? You're no fun." she teasily pouts. "But I guess it's always been the case with you."
"Huh? What do you mean?" I asked, looking confused.
"Nigga, I can't believe you don't remember me." She states.
"Remember you from where?"
"Freshman year, English 1101, we literally sat next to each other in the back of the class."
I sat there trying to put two and two together... "Oh yeah, that was like 2 years ago. How the fuck could I forget you?"
"How the fuck could you? Probably because you were too busy following around your bitch of a gf that you didn't notice anyone else. Y'all not still together are y'all?" She quickly backtracks.
"Haha, No we broke up sophomore year after I caught fucking my roommate on my bed none the less"
"Great... Not great that she cheated but great that your no longer wh her."