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Sunday, September 25, 2005

HOT NIGHT WITH MY SON'S FRIEND ALEX - PART 1

I have had writer's block for the past 5 months. Strange, especially since I am not a writer. lol Seriously though, the other day I had an idea so I wrote a new story. I thought it would be fun to post some of it here and continue it in later blogs. Hope you enjoy it. Comments welcome. Here it is:

HOT NIGHT WITH MY SON'S FRIEND ALEX

My son used to bring Alex over to our house when he was younger. Even at 14 years old, his toothy grin and cheerful disposition made everyone around him feel good. We passed each other in the hall during his sleepovers at our house and when I made breakfast for all the kids the next morning, I used to wink at him when he smiled at me. As the years passed, I saw less of Alex. My son made friends with other kids in the new neighbourhood after we moved to a nearby town.

After my divorce, I had dated quite a few guys but I found that none my age could fully satisfy my unyielding unquenchable lust. I was 47-years-old, a redhead with 40DD tits and a nice round ass that men loved to fuck. The problem was they came during our encounters and fell asleep. I was ready to go at it again and instead had to settle for hearing them snore for hours on end afterwards. I thought about having a gangbang but though I hungered for more men, I wasn’t yet ready to make such a leap.

One day, out of the blue, my son told me that Alex would be coming over and dropping off some DVDs. He asked me to answer the door since he would be out for the evening. I said sure.

Alex knocked at the door and after I opened it, I bent down to pick up something that I had in my hand that had fallen to the ground. I could see his eyes staring at my bountiful bosom and his cock bulging, reacting to what his mind had conjured up. I stared at that boyish face that was more handsome than I had remembered. Without thinking, I expertly and fastidiously unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, reached in and grabbed his exquisite black meat.

What will happen next? Stay tuned. Same blog, same author. Wish I had that old Batman music. Oh well.

This is Angel from PHONESEXMANIA
signing off. Call me at 1-877-857-8837 and I will do what she will do to Alex next (oops am I giving it away? lol) only better.