“I shouldn’t be doing this, but it feels soooo good.” Tracy murmured as she moved further forward. I could now feel her wetness on the swollen tip of my cock and suddenly I slipped into the hotness of her vagina. “No Ben..” Her blue eyes locked onto mine but she did not move. I was on fire with lust and I pulled out, but then sunk three inches inside of her and pulled out again. “Noo ooohh Ben..” She closed her eyes and tipped her head back. This time I thrust all the way in and our groins touched. I could feel the warmth of her flesh against my stomach. “Oooohhhhhh God I’m cumming, oh yes, oh yes.” She pushed back and forth with her hips, grinding herself against my groin. I could feel my pleasure building beyond the point of return and groaned aloud as I shot my hot sperm deep inside of her. Eventually she became still and looked down at me before pulling out. She went into the bathroom briefly, came out and started to dress. “Don’t talk; let me think about what just occurred Ben. Give me some time.” I went into the shower and got dressed. Tracy was already cleaning the paintwork in the master bedroom. Not another word said about our lovemaking; it was as though it never happened. Tracy cleaned, I painted and at around lunchtime we finished up. We went out to a deli for lunch and then bought some ingredients for a spaghetti dinner at the local supermarket. We returned to the house and repapered the cupboards in the kitchen. “We’ve done well; do you want to go to the pool for a couple of hours Ben “Sure, you okay” “Yes, I’m fine. I’ll continue for a few more minutes and then I may just relax in the yard for a while.” About two hours later, I came back to the house. The pool was great and I was able to swim 50 lengths. I unlocked the door and called out. “I’m out on the patio. I’ll be inside in a minute.” Tracy replied. Tracy came in wearing a skimpy dark blue bikini, the kind with ties at the hips and neck. She picked up her water bottle and took a long swig. “Can you get the aloe lotion please and put some on my shoulders please” I got the bottle from the box labeled “medical” and started to rub it on her back, neck and shoulders. “Okay I’ve thought it through. I don’t think we should be dating, you are way too young for me. I did enjoy that sex though and it is hard to find a good, stable guy. Therefore, if you want, we can just be fuck-buddies. The trouble is we are going to be living in the same house. I propose we keep separate bedrooms and keep it simple. If I want to fuck, I will either wear panties or be naked. If I am wearing PJs, regular clothes or a robe, then it means I’m not interested. You okay with that” I moved round to face her and nodded. I rubbed some lotion onto her nose and then onto her front. I rubbed lower until I got to the edge of her bikini top. “It sounds workable to me mom. One question.” “What’s that” “Is a bikini classed as regular clothes” “Yes it is. However…” Tracy untied the side strings and her bikini bottom dropped to the floor shortly followed by her top. She looked up into my eyes and smiled. I smiled back and took her perky breasts in my hands, kneading them together before sucking hard on her nipples. They responded immediately, shrinking and tightening into hard points of flesh. I blew gently on them. I felt her fingers undo the knot of my swim shorts and then a warm hand slipped into the waistband to search out my hardening rod. I lifted her up onto the kitchen work surface and she lay back with her legs spread as far as they would go. This was the first time I had ever seen her pussy, and briefly admired the blond curls before leaning forward to kiss it. I heard her groan as I firmly licked and then kissed her clit. “Suck on me Ben.” I took her clit between my lips and flicked it lightly with my tongue, grasping her hips to stop her bucking against my face. “That feels soooo good, oh yes ooohhh.” Tracy murmured as I licked the entrance of her vagina before burying my face between her legs. Her breathing became ragged as her orgasm started to intensify. “Fuck me Ben, fuck me. I want that hard cock.” I straightened up and slipped off my shorts before positioning my cock at the wet entrance of her womanhood. She gasped as I plunged deeply inside of her. “Oh you’re so tight, so hot mom.” “Harder, don’t be so gentle.” Tracy begged. I switched to long strokes, my body slamming against her as I gripped her butt tightly. Her climax was building and I shouted as I released my load in five hard thrusts. She screamed out too, peaking at the same time as me. Tracy relaxed and lay there on the countertop still breathing deeply. Eventually we separated and I pulled her upright and gave her a long kiss. She looked into my eyes, her blond hair wet with sweat. “Better start on dinner, this sex is making me starving.” She got off the countertop and walked over to the refrigerator and starting pulling out the ingredients. Once the meat and sauce was cooking, she went into the family room and pulled on a pair of black boy-short panties and a black camisole with thin straps. I mentally noted that she had not put on anything else, and I began to wonder if I had re-ignited some serious passion. Dressing in a pair of shorts and a T-shirt and under Tracy’s instruction, I ran some water ready to boil the pasta. She poured a glass of red wine and we prepared dinner together, chatting and touching like a newly married couple. As Tracy served up, I washed the pans and cleaned up the kitchen before we ate in front of the TV. “Can you get me another glass of wine please Ben” Tracy asked as I took the plates out into the kitchen. As I poured the wine, I saw her lay down on her tummy and elbows to get more comfortable. The sun had set and the room was almost dark. I was feeling horny again. The sight of her panty-clad ass moving around the kitchen and the way her nipples stuck through her top had slowly simmered my desire. I quietly undressed in the kitchen, walked over and passed her the wine. She was busy watching the TV and hadn’t noticed my state of undress or my state of arousal. I knelt down; my knees placed either side of her hips and started to massage her shoulders. I guessed I would find out if I had heard the fuck-buddy rules correctly. “Umm that feels nice Ben.” My hands caressed her firm shoulders and worked down her back to where a small strip of bare flesh showed above the waist of her panties. I slipped my hands under her camisole and moved back up her spine before reaching forward to cup those small firm breasts. I rubbed my hard cock between her butt cheeks. “You can’t beat the recuperative powers of a teenager.” She sighed contentedly as I pulled her panties off. I wanted her more urgently than ever and quickly sought out the entrance to her vagina. She was already wet and I wasted no time in burying my full length into her. I heard her cry out as I started to pound her body. “Oh Ben, you feel so deep inside of me, oh God, oh God it feels so good.” Her words broke up each time I slammed into her. I placed my hands on her shoulders and pushed her fully down on the floor. Tracy’s hands reached out for my legs and I grabbed her wrists, using her arms to pull her body against me with every hard thrust. My sweat dripped down my face and onto her back. “You okay” I panted. “Yes, yes, I’m not going to last much longer, aahhhhhhh it’s too good.” As she began to cry out in ecstasy, I started to cum. That almost burning sensation building and then those all too short pleasurable releases as my seed spurted deep inside of her. I slumped on top of her and we lay there still joined together until we fell asleep. That summer was one of sexual bliss; her experience and need matched my youthful vigor. She knew exactly how to keep things fresh, like coming home from work, unzipping her skirt, dropping it onto the floor and with a beckoning finger enticing me to follow her into the bedroom. No man can resist the sight of a black lace thong and stockings. we talked about it for a few days until we did it again...

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