It had taken Carole Baker quite a bit of mental gymnastics to get to this step. It seemed that lately a lot of things were happening in her life since the divorce. The blonde mother of a teenage boy had finally jettisoned her abusive husband and had decided that the best way to get totally away from him was to sell the house and move out of town. She was starting over in a new city, as far away from that fucking bastard as possible.
Thinking back she wasn't quite sure how she and her 18 year old son ended up buying a house in Bellview, a middle size town near the California coast. Since the move she had spent almost all of her time completely renovating the nice rambler in the hills overlooking the town. It seemed that her son Ricky was adjusting pretty well to his new school. Carole Baker was quite surprised when young Ricky had actually turned out for the football team and was shocked when her son came home one day beaming from ear to ear when he had officially made the team. He was going to be a substitute but Carole didn't care. She was happy that maybe her son was starting to make some friends.
Carole always had a great relationship with her only son. Always a very popular boy at school, since the move to Bellview he had become quiet at home , and started to neglect his schoolwork. All of the marriage problems and the divorce seemed to have taken a toll on her boy. At first Carole had thought that it was her fault for suddenly moving both of them out of a comfortable situation back home into a totally new school a thousand miles away.
After the divorce Carole had decided to finally use her masters degree from a prestigious Ivy league school in economics. Well spoken and articulate, the striking short haired blonde defined the term "class." She got her real estate license in no time, and the company she worked for knew that this lady was something special. They gave her all the listings for Ocean View, a gated community on the outskirts of town. The homes in Ocean View sold for millions. Carole Baker felt at ease interacting with millionaires and CEO's of large companies who wanted to put their house on the market. She found that most of her high power clients were attracted to her. She knew how to cross her long tanned legs so that her client would get just a little glimpse up her skirt, flash a bit of her cleavage, and to lightly flirt with these horny CEO's and high class politicians. But there was no way she was ever going to jump in the sack with any of them. The gorgeous high class blonde found she would make tens of thousands in commissions from each multi million dollar mansion she sold.
Even though moving to a new city was something that had to be done, the move was tough on Carole as well. She was spending all of her days painting and remodeling her new house, and hadn't taken the time to make any female friends. Between the fact that she had no friends in Bellview and her teenage son coming home from school and barely speaking to her, Carole was starting to feel very lonely.
A striking hard body blonde in her late 30's, Carole always tried to take pride in her appearance. After the divorce she had decided to go for a totally new look, opting to cut her blonde hair short into a pixie cut. The result was amazing! The new do seemed to suddenly make her look ten years younger.
One day recently in the bathroom Carole looked in the mirror and saw that her breasts were developing just a bit of sag. It suddenly dawned on her that at 37 she was starting to get older. This fine little body of mine isn't going to last forever, she thought to herself. She wondered how many more years she had until men wouldn't find her attractive...10?...20??? I have all this going on, and no one to enjoy it, she mused.
She loved buying new clothes and with her new job, had closets full of extremely expensive high end clothes. The recent divorcee always made a point of wearing her best clothes whenever she went out in public. Suddenly she found that the men around town were starting to check the new "milf" who had just moved into Bellview.
She also noticed that some young boys in town were checking her out as well. Several times Ricky had brought some friends home from school. The hard body blonde mother was surprised when she started getting wet when she noticed the way that a couple of Ricky's new friends would look at her. There was one boy in particular, Jason Cook, who caught her attention when he came over to the house. His wavy jet black hair, handsome face and steel blue eyes made her panties wet whenever he said hello to her.
In the last couple of months she had found that her 18 year old son was also starting to look at her a lot differently than he ever did before. Several weeks ago he "accidentally" barged into the bathroom while she was drying off from her shower. He had got a good view of his gorgeous mother totally naked. The view of his mother's long slim tanned legs, ample tits, tiny round buttocks, and her shaved slit would forever be burned into the teenage boy's brain forever.
After that day it seemed that Ricky had started to become even more introverted at home, spending a lot more time alone in his room. Carole had heard her son masturbating in his room every night, just thinking it was just her young boy growing up. But one night she heard something that changed everything. She was almost totally sure that she had heard her teenage boy cry "oh mom" as he was in there jacking off!
After that night the hot blonde mother made a point of putting her ear on her son's bedroom door and listen. She would get dripping wet as she listened to the thumping sounds of her teenage son beating his meat. The thumping sounds turned her on big time. She found herself wondering what his teenage cock was like. She hadn't seen his cock since he was a little boy. She wondered if he was a virgin. Her ex-husband was a bastard but the one thing he had was a big cock. Was her boy hung like his father? He was taller than his father. Maybe his cock was bigger!
But the thing that really excited her was hearing her boy cry "MOMMM!!" every night while her teenage boy was jacking off. One night Carole was at her son's bedroom door listening to his nightly masturbating and the horny blonde mother couldn't stand it any more. She held her ear against the door like she did every night.
"OHHHH MOM!!! OHHH MOM!!! GET ON TOP AND RIDE THAT DICK!!! GONNA FUCK YOU MOMMM!!!! "
Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Carole could hear the headboard of the bed bang against the wall. The headboard was hitting the wall so hard sometimes, Carole was going to have to see if he was knocking the plaster off of the walls.
One night it seemed that her young son was getting into a particularly intense rhythm. The horny blonde mother was dripping wet from excitement! She pulled her panties down around her knees and started stroking her clit. She tried to imagine that her young boy was underneath her, his rock hard virgin cock buried inside her throbbing cunt. She could feel his young body bathed in sweat as she rode her teenage boy, his dick buried to the hilt inside her horny mommy hole. She could see the look on his face as she knew her young boy was going to shoot his big load inside her horny cunt. Soon she imagined that her teenage son was starting to explode inside his mother's dripping snatch.
Carole closed her eyes and would whisper under her breath so that no one could hear. "Fuck me Ricky darling!!!!!! Give mommy that dick! Fuck your mother!! Harder!!!!"
