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  My Best Friend’s Son

  By Nicky Sasso

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  My Best Friend’s Son

  Copyright 2019-Nicky Sasso

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  My Best Friend’s Son

  It all happened quite suddenly. Neither I planned nor expected something like that to happen – it just happened. It was just such a moment. I knew how wrong it was. But I couldn’t help myself.

  Now I regret it – but it’s too late. No regrets after fucking. I was supposed to leave some papers at my friend’s. Her apartment was less than a mile away, so I decided to walk. I knocked on the door. I was surprised that Alec, my best friend’s son, opened the door. It was a bit awkward for him, too. It turned out he skipped school and his mother didn’t know about it. Anyway, he told me that his mother was supposed to be back at about 4 in the afternoon. So, I gave him the papers and told him to forward them to his mother. I wanted to go back home when he somehow reluctantly invited me in.

  It was an odd invite, because he himself seemed to be embarrassed. But, he was my friend’s 18-year-old son after all. He was a quite handsome young man, very polite and well-mannered. If I had been at least 10 years younger, I would’ve seduced him very easily and I could’ve liked him. In fact, if my daughter had brought him home as her boyfriend, I would’ve been very happy about her choice – he was a really nice guy. I walked into the house. He said he wanted to show me something. I didn’t even think about what it was. He led me to his room.

  Suddenly I realized I was in his room. I was overwhelmed by the smell of a young man’s room. It was not unpleasant. But it just smelled like a young man’s room. He pointed at his laptop. On it, there was a picture of a naked woman who was fucked from behind. The woman was obviously hot. She was a mature woman, probably in her 50s. She looked like a typical porn star.

  I sighed, quite embarrassed.

  “I’m sorry to surprise you, Diana,” he said. “But I’ve liked you all my life. I shouldn’t have done something like this… but I couldn’t help myself. I didn’t want such an opportunity to be wasted. You never know. I might get lucky.”

  “Jesus Christ, Alec. I’m old enough to be your mother. I’m 43, man. 43. I’m sure you’re able to get yourself a young girlfriend.”

  I was very flattered. He was handsome and polite. Suddenly, the boy’s room didn’t smell so strange to me.

  I swear I then began to feel butterflies in my stomach. My brain? My brain started working a mile a minute. I thought to myself: “I should immediately run out of his room and forget all this.” But another part of my brain was saying: “You have two hours until his mother gets back from work. You could right here right now fulfil his boyhood fantasies – and no one would ever know. Enjoy the moment and fuck him quickly, in a dirty, perverted, vile way, primarily take him roughly.”

  “Do you remember when we went together on vacation a few years ago?” Alec asked me. ”I can’t stop thinking about you in that bikini you wore back then. You looked so sexy. You have a fantastic body for a mature woman.”

  “Alec, but it was 4 years ago. Now I’m 43 for Christ’s sake. I have a body of a 43-year-old woman. Although thanks to the gym, I still have an attractive, toned body. You should find a girl of your own age.” I said and smiled. I was flattered that he liked me so much. At my age, I didn’t get much attention, especially not from men 25 years younger than me.

  Alec stepped one step towards me smiling. I thought to myself, “He’d probably fuck me with or without my consent. If I try to leave, he will push me on the bed and rape me.” He probably wouldn’t do that, but the thought of it made me very aroused.

  I took a deep breath and whispered, “Alec, today is your lucky day.” I pulled him close and gave him a kiss, pushing my tongue deep into his mouth.

  His responded in an animalistic way, kissing me hard and pressing his young body against mine, pulling me closer. I felt his erection pressing my abdomen.

  Brazenly he began to knead my breasts while kissing me. His hand slipped into my blouse. In a second or two, he unhooked my bra. He started squeezing my bare breasts, kneading and squashing them. Then he began to twist my nipples strongly.

  I might have guessed already that it would not be easy and long sex. It seemed to me it would be quick, rough and animalistic.

  His hand spread my legs roughly, sliding up my knees. He grabbed my bushy cunt that was in panties. Such a touch made me sigh. His hand gripped the rubber of my panties and lowered them down to enter my panties. I was on fire thanks to his urgency to fuck me. He wanted me very much.

  Suddenly he stopped kissing me and turned me around roughly. He pushed me forward so I leaned against the door of his room. I was bent over slightly.

  I heard him unbuttoning his pants. They fell down to the floor. Then I felt his body against mine, pressing me. He lifted up my skirt to the waist. I realized that I hadn’t even seen this young man’s cock, and he saw a lot of me.

  I felt him pulling my panties. I immediately thought he would rip them off of me, tearing them. He pulled them violently twice, and then they were torn. I was completely exposed. I sighed deeply, hearing my panties being torn apart.

  “Do you like what you see?” I asked him.

  Alec smiled. “You’re gorgeous, Diana. Exactly as I would expect a mature woman to be. It’s so beautiful, hairy, bushy, beautiful. He came close to me. I felt his cock sliding up my hairy gap, up and down, ready to penetrate me.

  “Wait a minute,” I said. “Condom? Where is it? I assume you have at least one.”

  Alec looked at me. “No, I don’t have any,” he said. “I didn’t expect we’d get so far. Do you have one maybe?”

  I still felt his cock spreading my labia with its glans, going up and down my labia.

  “Well, of course not, Alec. I do not have the habit of fucking strangers like this.” I knew very well I should’ve stopped right there. But I did not.

  “Listen,” I said. “Stick it to me. But whatever you do, don’t cum in me. I can’t risk to get pregnant. It wouldn’t be good for an elderly woman to be impregnated by a young stud!”

  Before I finished the sentence, I felt Alec placing his cock, trying to get the right angle to penetrate me. His hands squeezed my waist. He pushed his dick into me.

  I moaned the moment he entered me. I had the feeling that my pussy would be torn in half. My legs buckled. Alec instinctively grabbed me around the waist to keep me from falling.

  I didn’t think he pushed it in me a lot, but it seemed to me that it was enormous. Alec held me tightly. Then he moved forward at me, while pulling me back on his body. He shoved the whole dick into my pussy. I gasped in shock as his cock penetrated my cervix. I felt his glans entering my womb.

  I had not experienced something like this before. While getting out of me, I felt my cervix pressing his glans before he left the womb. Then, he shoved it all back in, back to the womb. I screamed as he re-entered the womb.

  Alec’s hands grabbed my nipples, which were long and hard. I felt him pinching them while entering into me. My cervix was abused while he was pinching my nipples.

  I was being fucked by Alec as if his life depended on it. I hadn’t been fucked like this for many years. Worst of all, I was fucked by someone who could be my son.

  Alec started whispering in my ear, “Aren’t you a pervert fucking whore? Letting the son of your best friend fuck you without a condom.”

  I responded to his stabs by pushing my body back to get it as deep as possible. My cervix was bruised, but well adapted to the beating it received from the glans every time he came out of me. The very thought of his glans entering my womb, knowing that if he ejected sperm into me,
he would do it directly into the womb, made me very aroused.

  I heard Alec panting behind me. “Hey, Diana, what would you do if my mother returned home now?” He said. “What would she do if she caught you fucking me passionately on the bed? You’re a married woman, right? Does your husband know you’re such a whore?” Alec rubbed the top of my clitoris insidiously, arousing me more and more. I panted like a bitch.

  “Oh my goodness!” I cried. “I want rough sex, Alec! Yes, I’m an unfaithful whore. I love young dicks! Oh, dear God, keep fucking me... Stick it to me… Now! Now! Please… Please!” I arched my back when a powerful orgasm went off in me. I was pushing myself roughly on Alec’s dick.

  I screamed, partly of pleasure, and partly of pain that was caused to me by his glans hitting me in the cervix and then entering into my uterus. I came on his youthful cock while he was pulling my hair, pinching my nipples, grabbing me by the waist, pulling me backwards to maximize his penetration in me. I felt him pulling me backwards on his body and sticking it all to me. His balls collided with my pussy.

  It seemed as if my orgasm had lasted for centuries. It was enhanced by his incessant shoving into me, deep into my womb. It appeared that he knew very well how to ensure that a woman squeezed every drop of pleasure from her orgasm.

  As my body moved, convulsed, shook with him, he was still twisting my nipple with one hand. With the other hand, he held me by stomach, pulling me backwards every time he entered me.

  Then it hit me. He would cum soon. For this reason, he fucked me so hard and fast. My ecstasy turned into worry. I suddenly remembered that we didn’t use any protection.

  Then I heard another sound. The front door of the house opened. Alec’s mother… my best friend! I panicked when I heard her shouting that she got home.

  Suddenly Alec grabbed me by the stomach and pulled it out of me. I thought he heard his mother, too. Then he shoved his dick into me, stronger than ever, moaning and pulling me back on his body. I moaned feeling his dick entering my uterus. Then his glans blew directly into my uterus.

  I was trapped, pressed against him. He was too strong for me and held me tightly against his body. I felt a jet of his sperm filling my uterus. I heard him moaning and whispering in my ear that he was sorry, but he could not help himself. I could still feel squirts of his sperm inside my pussy, impregnating me directly.

  I thought to myself that if there was ever a chance for me to get pregnant, it was then – a young, virile man squirting his sperm directly into my uterus. I would certainly get pregnant!

  I tried to wriggle out of it, but the kid had me on his hard dick, which was all in me, and didn’t let me go.

  “Fuck it, Diana. I’m sorry... I couldn’t stop myself,” he panted. “Your fleshy cunt feels so good. You’re the real deal, ooohhh.”

  I felt him squirting a little more sperm into me, whispering, “Crazy jerk. I told you not to cum into me, stupid moron. I’m your mother’s best friend. And... And she... she just walked into the house. What the fuck are you doing?”

  His dick stopped squirting. It still throbbed in my cunt. “What if she heard us? Why the hell did you cum in my pussy? We agreed you’d take it out on time. Dear God, what will happen if you just got me impregnated?!”

  Before Alec managed to reply, I heard his mother shouting again and then climbing up the stairs. We both panicked as Alec was trying to pull his dick out of me. I sighed looking at him trying to get out. My cervix was closed around his glans and it seemed like it was stuck.

  He put his hands on my buttocks and strongly pulled me back. I moaned, trying to be as quiet as possible. My cervix freed his dick. He pulled it out of me. Quickly he pushed me into his closet and shut the door. The closet had wooden, paneled surfaces, through which I was able to see what was going on outside. I watched him grabbing the remains of my clothes off the floor. He jumped onto the bed when his mother knocked on the door and opened it.

  She went inside. Alec explained to her that he was tired and that he lay down a little. I watched intently, hoping with all my heart that she didn’t hear anything. I stood there almost naked. I had little clothes on, and looked all disheveled in the closet of my best friend’s son. I felt his sperm dripping from my pussy down my thighs.

  How would I explain to her all this if she opened the closet and saw me like that? Not exactly that I was able to say that it wasn’t what it looked like – partly because her son’s sperm was dripping from my pussy down my legs.

  My heart was racing a mile a minute while I listened to the conversation between the mother and the son. I was angry at myself because I was led into this situation. How could I be so stupid and let Alec fuck me like a big whore? And to make things worse, he fucked me without any protection. He agreed that he would take it out before he came, but why would he? He was a young man who had never fucked without protection. I thought that after this, he would constantly cum into me.

  My head was swarmed with thoughts. “Maybe that’s what I actually wanted,” I thought to myself. “Maybe deep down I knew he wouldn’t be able to refrain himself and that was exactly what made me so aroused. Goddamn, how will I explain to everyone what happened if I get pregnant? He came directly into my uterus. If nothing got me pregnant before, this certainly will.”

  I kept scolding myself for being so stupid to trust someone who had just become an adult. Dear God, I was supposed to be a responsible, mature adult. I should have known better. At the same time, I felt my cervix starting to throb. I felt my poor cervix being bruised and irritated very much, having received such violent stings by the well-endowed young man. I had never been fucked like that in my life!

  Eventually, Alec’s mother left the room. I got out of the closet. Alec smiled at me with an expression of guilt. I was mad at him.

  “You’re an asshole!” I whispered. “Asshole! I trusted your word. I let you fuck me because you promised me to take it out on time. You just filled my pussy with 5 powerful jets of your sperm. I feel you deep inside me. I feel every drop of your sperm, moron!”

  I grabbed my bra and started to hook it.

  “You’ve probably just impregnated me, Alec. Do you want a child at your age? You’re just starting to live. Son of a bitch! I certainly don’t want one. Dear God, both of my children are older than you. How will I explain this to my husband? Um, Mark, honey, let me tell you something. You should know I was stupid yesterday, like a cheap whore. I let an 18-year-old kid fuck me. Um, there’s more. We didn’t use protection. The kid filled me up with his sperm so much that I was full of it. It was pouring out of me. He injected so much into my uterus. Sorry, honey, but I’m pregnant!”

  I was looking for my panties, but I realized that Alec was holding them, or rather, what was left of them after he had torn them apart.

  “Look, Diana,” he said. “I’m really sorry, but I just couldn’t help myself. The thought of fucking you was my biggest fantasy and desire. When you told me I could fuck you without protection, I knew I wouldn’t be able to refrain myself, that I wouldn’t be able to take it out on time.”

  I approached him and tried to snatch my torn panties from his hands. He pulled them towards him, but he pulled me, too. Before I managed to protest, he kissed me hard, shoving his big tongue in my throat. I felt that my breasts were crushed against his chest. Then I felt his hand, which he pushed between my legs. He squeezed my pussy hard. He spread my thighs forcefully and started to knead my hairy cunt, all slimy, sticky with his semen. I tried to wriggle out, but he held me tightly against his body, while his hand was smearing the sperm on the curly hairs of my cunt and crotch. He never took his eyes off the hairs that reached all the way to my navel.

  When he got himself together, I pulled away from him and slapped him on the face.

  “It was worth it,” he said. “Knowing that you’re going home to your husband filled with my sperm deep inside you makes all this worth the effort. I don’t give a fuck if you get pregnant. It’s up to you if
you want to keep the child. I’ll just deny everything. Anyway, you won’t tell anyone the child is mine, because you really care about your friendship with my mom.”

  I was mad. I was very pissed. Partly because I was so stupid, and partly because he got me horny as a bitch. I quickly got dressed and waited for the right time to sneak out of the house without being caught.

  Two weeks later, I took a pregnancy test. When I saw two blue lines, my heart skipped a beat. I thought about taking a morning after pill, but I decided to risk it. Yet, I was 43 years old. Forty-three-year-old women don’t get pregnant easily, right?

  But, also, the following weeks, my thoughts changed. I knew Alec would fuck me whenever I asked him. I made sure I also had sex with my husband a couple of times. I’d tell him that a condom broke. Then I would tell him that he would soon become a father again. He took the news well.

  Then I made all arrangements to ensure that my young lover, Alec, would be at my service whenever the opportunity arose. We fucked at least 5 times a week like wild animals. My pussy would often be swollen after sex. I told him that he had to control himself if he wanted to remain my lover. His task was to be dominant over me and fuck me violently. I wanted to be used and abused, and bent over a lot, because my pussy was there to be used, rather than saved.

  Everything worked nicely until the 6th month of my pregnancy. One day Alec came over, fucked me hard and left me on the bed. I lay on the bed, consumed, sweaty, and covered in his sperm. When he was leaving, he looked at me.

  “Diana, y’know, I’m sorry, but I’m fucking fed up with all this. I think we should stop.”

  “Alec,” I protested. “Look at me. I’m pregnant with your child. You can’t leave me like that.”

  Alec smiled. “Diana, I met someone. She’s closer to my age. And, anyway, you’re too old for me. We had our little moments of fun, but I don’t want to fuck you anymore.”

  With those words, Alec closed the door behind him.