Matt and the Cougars

Matt and the Cougars -- Ch. 05

All characters involved in sexual activities are 18 or older

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Next day was quiet, being by myself. The other guys had taken a drive north to where there was a skateboard park, but I just didn't have the skill that some of the others did so wasn't bothered about missing out. I contented myself with catching up on my emails and reading a few stories on Literotica, then went for a walk late afternoon.

I lost track of the time a little so that I was out when Mom got home from the office, but got home about twenty minutes later and gave her my now usual hot kiss, returned in kind.

"What's for dinner, Mom?" I asked, having worked up an appetite.

"How about something simple?"

"Fine by me,, Mom, any suggestions?"

"I was thinking I could thaw that diced turkey we have in the freezer and do a stir-fry with some noodles. We have onion and red capsicum, and there's a sachet of black bean stir-fry sauce in the cupboard. Should only take a half-hour, tops."

"Great, Mom, go for it!"

We both enjoyed the result of Mom's efforts, followed by coffee and cookies. After dinner, we went into the sitting room. Mom did a check of the television program guide, but nothing appealed so she popped a light classical CD in the player and we both relaxed. Then she turned to me.

"So, son, how did it go with Mary last night?" she said, prompting a wide grin from me.

"It went very well with Mary last night. After she let me in she took me through to her sitting room and made me sit down. You know she used to teach geography at the high school?"

"Yes, I knew that."

"Well, she said she was going to ask me some geography questions. If I got the answer right, she'd remove an item of clothing, but if I got it wrong, it would be me that had to remove something. I don't know how long she'd worked on the questions but it seemed like we were alternating and when I took my last item of clothing off, all Mary had left was her panties, and she asked me to remove them for her, and when I did I found she'd stuck a post-it note onto her pussy, with an arrow pointing down, and a note saying 'insert penis here and fuck until satisfied'." He grinned. "So I did."

Mom laughed. "Sounds like quite a fun session."

"Oh, it was, Mom. That first time, we just fucked plain vanilla missionary, but when she got me hard again she rode me and asked me to play with her tits, and she has very nice tits, Mom, a bit like yours, but slightly bigger, I think, with long nipples. She likes having her nipples sucked." I laughed. "I was more than happy to oblige."

"So my friend Mary gave my son a good time, then?"

"Your friend Mary gave your son a fucking great time, Mom, absolutely fucking great. I'm definitely looking forward to my next time with her, but I have Eloise tomorrow night and possibly you tonight before I even think about Mary again."

"Me tonight, definitely, as long as it won't cramp your style with Eloise."

"I don't think it will, Mom, I'm getting the feeling that the more I fuck, the more I

can

fuck. Weird, but that's the way I feel."

"More power to you if that

is

the case. Certainly we cougars will benefit. How about a game of Scrabble until bedtime?"

"What time is bed time?"

"Whenever we finish the Scrabble."

"You're on! 10 point bonus for words relating to sex?"

"Absolutely."

Another fun game. Mom won, but only by about five points, and at ten fifteen we headed up to bed. This time we had a nice slow, relaxed fuck and a quietly intense climax, almost restful, not that an orgasm can ever be described in those terms, not really, but it felt that way, and we drifted off to sleep in relaxed, post-orgasmic lassitude, me spooning behind Mom, cupping her breast.

Next day was another quiet day for me, but in the afternoon Roger phoned and I went over to his place and we had a fun time playing two against two basketball with Kevin and Dave. Mom was home from the office when I got in and we shared our now usual hot kiss.

Next day, Friday, was another quiet day but I was surprised when my phone rang at about one-thirty. I checked the display. Ah, Natalie. I keyed the answer switch.

Hello?"

"Hi, Matt, it's Natalie."

"So my phone told me. What can I do for you?"

"I was just making sure someone was there. I'm going to bring your Mom's caftan back. See you in about ten minutes?"

"I'll be here."

She was as good as her word and the doorbell rang about ten minutes later. I opened it to a smiling Natalie, cool and comfortable in tank top and shorts, absence of a bra evidenced by the thrust of her nipples against the tank top. She surprised me, moving straight into my arms for a kiss. Not one to waste an opportunity, I made sure it was a hot one and we were both breathing heavily when we broke it, her nipples even more in evidence. I grinned.

"Well, hello to you, too."

"What, I should just shake your hand? Not after that lovely fuck we shared last Saturday. When I see you now, you get kissed!"

"Fine by me, sweetheart. I really enjoy kissing you."

"Well, kiss me again, then." So I did.

"What time does your Mom get home? I think Mom said Liz finishes early on a Friday."

"She finishes at two, probably be home about twenty past, if she doesn't need to stop for anything."

"Is it okay if I wait for her? I want to thank her again for the loan of the caftan."

"Of course it's okay. Do you want anything to drink? Juice? Soda?"

"Some juice would be nice."

"Go on into the sitting room and I'll bring it through."

It took only moments to pour two glasses of juice and I took them through, passing one to Natalie, who was sitting in one of the armchairs. I took my own seat on the couch and we chatted idly while we waited for Mom. Natalie is bright and intelligent, as well as beautiful, and it was no hardship to spend time in her company. In fact I was beginning to wonder if I should ask her out on a date.

Mom got home at just after two thirty, smiling to see Natalie waiting for her.

"I brought your caftan back, Liz. I washed it, that's why I didn't bring it back yesterday."

"That was very good of you, sweetheart, but you could only have worn it for an hour or so, not enough time to get it dirty, I wouldn't have thought."

"Maybe not, but I feel better for having washed it."

"Thank you, love. Did you enjoy yourself on Wednesday?"

"Do you really need to ask? You were there, you know I enjoyed it."

"That's true. Where's Tony's next liaison?"

"With Mary."

"If it's anything like it was for me on Wednesday, he'll enjoy himself," I said, laughing, "I'm trying to remember who your mom has next."

"Peter, if I remember right," said Natalie. "I'm just going to stay in my room. I'm not ready for anybody other than Tony or you, Matt."

"That can only be your decision," said Mom. "How will you occupy your time?"

"I've been trying to write some short stories for Literotica, I just haven't worked up the nerve to submit anything yet."

"Well, if you want any editorial input, let me see them. I used to be the editor of the high school newspaper and my degree is in English Language," said Mom.

Natalie grimaced. "I'd probably be too embarrassed to show you," she said, "but maybe, just maybe. Now, if you folks will excuse me, I'll get myself off home," and she was away, with a flash of long, lightly tanned leg, but came back almost at once, laughing.

"I meant to tell you. I asked Lucy when the next open day at the nude beach is, and it's the 15th of next month. Now, this time, I am away!"

"Are we still planning on going to the nude beach, Mom?" I said as we closed the door after Natalie had gone.

"I think so, yes. I'd like to find out a bit more about naturism, and what it's like to be naked with my friends when it's

not

for sex. I wonder if we could get the whole Cougar Club to go?" she said, musing.

"There was definite interest when we talked about it at our meeting," I said. "You ask the cougars, and I'll ask the other cubs, eh?"

"Good thinking. No rush, though. We have a month before the Open Day. Now, I'm in a lazy mood. How about I phone for pizza for dinner?"

"Yes!"

The pizza was tasty, and we had some ice-cream for dessert, then Mom just lazed about for the evening, while I prepared for my assignation with Eloise.

"Have fun, son," she said.

"Don't worry, Mom, I plan to."

"I may be in bed when you get home. Join me if you wish, but I won't cry if you go to your own bed. Just in case, I'll say goodnight now."

"And goodnight to you too, Super Mom. Love you, lady," I said, giving her a fierce, hot kiss.

"Love you tons. Now, go! Don't keep Eloise waiting." And I was off. It was only a few minutes walk to her house, and she opened the door as soon as I rang the doorbell. I think she must have been watching for me coming.

As soon as the door was closed behind me she moved into my arms and raised her lips for a kiss. An exploratory kiss, our mouths learning about each other, and very pleasant it was too. When we broke it she took my hand and led me up to her bedroom. Once in her bedroom she discarded her robe and lay on the bed. I smiled to myself. Another shaved pussy.

"Get naked, Matt, and then give me a good fucking. No need for foreplay, I've been playing with myself while I waited for you and I'm ready."

"Yes, ma'am!" I said, and quickly stripped off my clothes, then moved over to the bed, kneeling between Eloise's legs as she spread them for me. I moved forward, angling my cock to Eloise's pussy but she took JT in her hand and guided me into herself. A couple of wriggles and I was balls deep in a lovely, hot, wet pussy. She kissed the end of my nose, squeezed down on me with her pussy muscles and grinned.

"Okay, baby, let's fuck!"

They were the last words either of us spoke for ages as we concentrated on maximizing our own and our partner's pleasure, until Eloise said, quietly, "Are you close, Matt, honey? Because I am!"

"Yes, I am, very close."

Next thing I knew there was a tight scream in my ear and Eloise's pussy was squeezing me as her orgasm ripped through her, stimulating my own and my hips took on the eons old rhythm of climax, as I filled Eloise's pussy with my jizz.

Gradually, we stilled and I pulled out of Eloise's grasping pussy, flopping to my back beside her. She rolled to her side and snuggled into me, her head on my shoulder. I managed to get my arm round her and she snuggled closer. Neither of us said anything, but I felt a trickle of moisture on my neck and realized she was crying.

"What's wrong, Eloise? Don't cry, honey. I'm sorry if -" I stopped because she put her fingers over my mouth.

"Nothing to be sorry for, baby. They're happy tears. That was the best sex I've had since Tomas took bad with the cancer that killed him. I loved it, and as soon as you're hard again I want to do it again!"

"That's fine by me, Eloise. Your pussy felt really nice around my cock."

"And your cock felt really good in my pussy, honey. I'm really glad your mom came up with the suggestion for our cougar club."

I laughed. "Well, me and the other cubs aren't exactly unhappy with it, either."

She giggled, a surprisingly girlish sound. "No, I'd guess you aren't. Who was your Wednesday cougar?"

"Mary Weston."

"Was she good?"

"Very, just like you."

"You're saying I was good? I could be better, I'm out of practice."

"Very good, and I'm not sure I would survive better."

She reached out and took my limp cock in her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Mind if I try to get him hard again?"

"Of course not."

"Okay, then, let me at him!" And she sat up, then wriggled round onto her knees, before taking him into her mouth with a wink for me as she did so.. I settled back to enjoy whatever she did. I tell you now, without any fear of contradiction, that Eloise Maria Teresa Juarez may be the most skillful cock-sucker I will ever know, because in less than ten minutes she had JT hot and hard again, something that usually required twenty minutes or more if I was doing it for myself.

She let my cock slip from her mouth and sat back on her heels. She grinned at me. "How's that, honey?"

"That, Eloise, is fucking marvelous."

"Talking of fucking, honey, okay if I go cowgirl on you?"

"Of course it is."

"Well slide down the bed a little and let me at him, and I'd be grateful if you play with my tits as I ride you, okay?"

"Very," I said as I moved down the bed a little. I held JT steady as Eloise lifted herself over him, and we both sighed with pleasure as she lowered herself onto me. She was wet from our previous coupling and sank straight onto me, sighing with pleasure as she did so.

"That, Matt Johansen, feels fucking marvelous to me."

"And to me, Eloise Juarez. "

"Okay, baby, time to fuck again," she said, and began to lift and sink, her rhythm steady, squeezing me on the down-stroke, relaxing on the up, reminding me of the way Mary Weston had ridden me and I wondered idly if it was something all women did if they rode a man cowgirl. Must remember to ask Mom, I thought.

I lifted my hands to her breasts, full, soft, heavy in my hands, a woman's breasts, not a girl's, and she pressed my hands against herself, smiling contentedly down on me as she rode my erection. She shuddered a little as I ran my thumbs over her nipples.

"Nice," she murmured. "You have good hands, Matt."

"And you have great tits, Eloise."

"Thank you." A pause. "Matt? Which of the cougars did you have on Wednesday? Mary, wasn't it?"

"Yes, Mary."

"Good?" She laughed. "Silly question, of course it was good. At your age any pussy must feel good to have your cock buried in.."

I laughed. "A lot of truth in that, Eloise, but I've had my cock in four young pussies and four older pussies and in general it's the older pussies that have given me the best time. Like I said to Mom when she first asked me if sex with an older woman attracted or repelled me, I told her that I thought an older woman could teach me a lot about sex, and the four of you older ladies I've had have proved me right."

"Me, Mary and your Mom I know about. Who was your fourth older lover?"

"Jane Wiest."

"How did you manage that?"

"She invited me and Mom to lunch and the conversation turned to the proposed Cougar Club. Next thing I knew she was leading me to her bedroom while Tony Wiest took Mom to his. Fun afternoon, that."

"I'll bet! Um, Matt, honey? Are you getting close, because I am?"

I was, and I'd been on the point of telling her. Her squeeze and lift technique had proved very effective in stimulating my cock and it was only four or five lift and squeezes later that I felt her pussy tighten on me and then she was in the throes of climax, her pussy gripping me in a soft, wet vice-like grip. Of course, her climax stimulated my own and in moments my hips were driving my cock up and into her.

Such intensity cannot last, of course, and Eloise collapsed across me, her breasts flattening against my chest, her face buried in my shoulder. My arms went around her and I hugged her close while we waited for our breathing to return to something like normal, those little aftershocks of climax gradually dwindling to nothing. Eventually, Eloise pushed herself upright and smiled down at me, blowing me a kiss.

"Thank you, Matt, for one of the best orgasms I have ever had."

"My pleasure, Eloise, because mine was pretty damned good as well."

"I haven't lost my touch, then," she said, grinning at me.

I laughed. "You most definitely have not."

She eased herself off me and moved to stand beside the bed. "I'll just get a sponge and towel and we can wipe ourselves down, then I think I'd like you to just hold me for a while." She bent and gave me a quick kiss, then went into her bathroom, returning moments later with a warmly damp washcloth and towel and JT was soon cleaned up. It only took her a moment to return the cloth and towel to the bathroom and she came back smiling, a naked woman in her prime, rosy and glowing.

"Make yourself comfortable against the headboard, honey," she said, "I'll lean back against you and you can play with my tits."

"Sounds good to me," I said, suiting my actions to her words, adjusting her position slightly as she lay back against me, twisting her head so that her lips could reach mine, giving me a quick, hot kiss. She sighed, a happy sigh, and relaxed against me and I brought my hands up to cup her tits.

"You have good hands, Matt."

"And you have lovely breasts, Eloise," I said, giving those lovely breasts a little squeeze.

"I always did like to feel a loving man's hands on my tits," she said. "Have done since I was fifteen or sixteen. Not that I was fucking that young, no, I was eighteen before I first felt a cock in my pussy."

"My first pussy was my eighteenth birthday present from my then girlfriend, but her family moved clear across country when her dad got transferred, so it was only the once."

"Ah, poor baby," said Eloise, "but you've got the cougars to play with now.."

I laughed. "And I'm certainly enjoying the playing."

"So are we, or at least I am. If the other guys are as considerate as you I'm going to enjoy being one of your cougars."

"Can't speak for the others, not yet, but Mom said she was happy with the way Tony treated her."

"I have Tony due next week, so I'll know for myself soon enough. Um, Matt?"

"Yes?"

"Do you mind if I play with your cock? We might get lucky and manage a third fuck."

"Play on, Eloise, play on." No sooner were the words out than her warm fingers closed lightly over JT and she ran her thumb over the crown.

"It always surprises me how velvety a man's cock can feel," she said, her voice soft.

"Or a woman's skin," I said, moving my hand lightly over her belly. Somehow, that led us into a discussion of textures, then onto things we tested with our other senses. All the while, Eloise's fingers were playing with my cock which, to my surprise, had begun to thicken and rise and after twenty or twenty-five minutes of gentle stimulation, JT was hard and ready to go again.

"I think another fuck is in order, Matt, don't you?" said Eloise, twisting her head so that she could look at me.

"I do believe you're correct, Mrs Juarez. So, how do you want me this time?"

She pondered for a moment. "Well, we've had man on top, and woman on top so far, so a change of position is indicated. Take me from behind?"

"Doggy style?"

"Woof!"

I laughed. "Doggy style it is. Assume the position, lover. I love to watch my cock going into a woman's pussy from behind, seeing the way her lower lips spread to receive me."

Already on her knees, Eloise paused. "I've never seen that," she said, thoughtfully. "Matt? Can you reach my phone, there on the bedside table?"

"I certainly can," I said, and reached for her phone. An iPhone 8, like my own.

"It can take video, can't it?"

"It certainly can.."

"Well, will you film your cock pressing into my pussy so that I can see for myself what it looks like?"

"My pleasure, love. Just a moment while I set the camera. Um, okay, Eloise, prepare to be penetrated."

"I've been ready since I opened the front door to you earlier, Matt. Any readier and this place would be flooded," she said, laughing.

"Okay, love, here I come," I said, and with my left hand on her hip, holding the phone close with my right hand, the video mode already running, I pressed JT against the visibly moist and ready labia, which spread and curved to receive me and JT slid smoothly into Eloise's pussy. There was a sigh, and I think it came from both of us. I stopped the phone camera's action and laid the phone beside me, moving my right hand to Eloise's hip and began that eons-old motion of sex, JT moving easily in Eloise's pussy juices.