Joey’s Goodbye

We were all sad that my son’s best friend Joey was moving away overseas with his dad’s reassignment, so we had him over for a last dinner the night before. He brought a dessert to share, even though he didn’t have to. I only had a little but everybody else, except Joey, gobbled it all down. I think I remember saying goodnight to Joey.

Maybe having just a little dessert was why I was the first one to half wake up – to find myself splayed and securely bound to my own bed.

“Wha-” My voice came out slurred. I was so groggy.

“Don’t worry Mrs. Ogden. It’ll wear off in a couple hours. You might not remember much about dinner, though.”

“Jjjoeyy..” My voice slurred strangely. Confused, I pulled at the cuffs holding my wrists as I looked back at him.

“I’m sure you’ve heard the term ‘MILF’, Mrs. Ogden,” Joey said. “But there’s a new term I think is more fitting here. ‘MILMMA.’ It stands for Mom I’d Like to Make a Mom Again.”

He was naked, and climbing onto my bed between my spread legs.

“Nnnnnoo”

“Oh, Mrs. Ogden- Can I call you Olivia? Olive? I’ve wanted this for so long.”

His cock was hard, and bigger than I would have thought – not that I ever had.

“I fantasized about you since before puberty. Best friend’s Hot Mom. Classic eh? Got off thinking about you for years. Thinking about fucking you. Thinking about knocking you up.”

His hands were on my hips, taking firm hold, raising me up.

“I promised myself I’d have you before I left.

“Nnnuuuhh”

Joey’s cock nudged against my slit, and then slowly sank into me.

I had the weirdest, most vivid dream that night. A giant fucking me with the, hottest, biggest cock. I came like crazy maybe three times and he filled me to overflowing – all in a dream!

When I woke up, I felt like a cat who’d swallowed the canary, but realized I hadn’t set my alarm! I couldn’t remember how the goodbye party ended, but I didn’t have time, since we were all almost late for school and work. What lazy bones we are.

I think I remember saying goodnight to Joey.

Categories: Cassie Andra, Erotic Fiction, The Wrong AlphabetTags: , , ,

Cassie Andra

Old enough to know better and not care. Vanilla on the outside. Vanilla through and through, except for the mind. You don't want to go there, but I'll give you peeks. Be warned: erotica themes include standard fun, but also the taboo-est of the taboo. Coming of age, infidelity, family relations, dubious and non-consent. Every throbbing inch of it is, however, fantasy, and should be treated as such.

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