Several days passed since I lost my virginity to Juliet, Mom's best friend next door. She was an amazing mature woman who allowed me to share this beautiful moment with her, one I would never forget.

My mom had never found out about our encounter, or any of the future ones we would share together. Although open minded, would she have allowed my first time to be shared with her best friend?

They'd been friends for years, sharing many laughs, cries and lots of bottled wine. Juliet was, in a way, a second mother to me. She watched me grow into this strapping young man before her.

Over the next few days, Juliet popped in to share a glass with my mom. She'd always be gracious, speaking to me as if nothing had happened between us. Inside, I was burning deep to be with her once again, I believe she wanted it too.

Juliet had given me her private cell number, where on the odd occasion I would receive a text message. "I'm thinking of you sweetie!", as well as, "The memory of our last time is fresh in my mind, we need to do it again soon!"

I would lay in bed, images of her body flashing through my mind. Not only images, it was like watching a movie playing on loop. The first naked woman I'd ever seen. Every part of her was fresh in my mind of that beautiful day.

Those beautiful large breasts I sucked on, a wet pussy she allowed me to lick and eat out, as well as being the first pussy I got to fuck. Every night those memories drove my cock to harden beneath the sheets, every morning I would awaken thinking of her and finding myself hard once more.

It left me with little option but to jerk off, mostly for the satisfaction of getting some sleep. My orgasms were beautiful, she'd made them stronger. My cum shots were like a sparkler, fizzling into the sky, an eruption of beauty before fading from existence.

One night I lay there, thinking of her. My phone buzzed, a text message, at this time?

I inspected it to find a message from Juliet, my heart pounded, what she would say this time. I felt like a child at Christmas, opening his presents, a gift wrapped with so much love.

I opened it, where my eyes boggled. Before me stood not only a few words, but attachments. The words were short, sweet and to the point.

"Saw your light on. Thought you'd like to jerk off to these!"' it read.

My finger rolled the message down where a photo pulled into view. It was Juliet, standing in front of a large mirror, wearing a silk blue nightdress. Her top was pulled down, it hung beneath those two luscious breasts which were on display.

Fully exposed, holding one breast in her hand, as if offering it on a plate for me to suck on. Her nipples were rock hard. My mouth grew wet at the thought of sucking on them both.

My cock reacted, springing into action. It grew hard fast, much harder than I thought possible. It burst through the flap of my boxers, the swelling head rubbed against the sheets.

I pulled them back, exposing my cock to the cool air. It gyrated, did a little merry dance on it's own. The veins along the shaft pulsated and throbbed.

I grasped my fingers around it, holding it tight as I squeezed a little. I began jerking off, up and down. The crowned head bulged, blood rushing into it. The foreskin peeled back, releasing the head from under it's blanket.

My other hand was also busy, keeping hold of the cell. My eyes transfixed on the picture, scrolling up and down as I stared upon every curve of her body.

I discovered multi-tasking wasn't as easy as it appeared, one hand holding the cell, the other working feverishly on my hard cock.

I received a second message, this time just a photo. Juliet had turned around, flashing the camera over her shoulder into the mirror.

A perfectly molded ass, soft and ample. Her ass cheeks spread wide, revealing her puckered tight asshole. Bent over, her soft, mature yet beautiful pussy was exposed beneath.

She could have any guy drool over her, but she chose me. Thinking of her as I jerked off, she enjoyed it. A last message buzzed my phone. My lips went dry, rolling my tongue across them to wet them once more. I opened it.

Another image, slowly becoming clearer as I scrolled down. Her face, an image of true beauty. It appeared to capture an essence of beautiful agony, an orgasm she was experiencing and captured, frozen in time to keep.

Further down, her breasts were exposed. So full, rounded and squeezable. Nipples so hard they could cut diamonds. Down further, across her firm stomach to the final piece of the puzzle. Her hand was there, between her thighs , spread wide apart.

Flashing lights appeared, vibrant colors so vivid. A sex toy, a large purple vibrator to be exact. It was plunged deep into her gaping pussy, swallowing several inches of it. Her lips forming a tight grasp around the shaft, her hand clutching upon the end. The shaft glistened, wet and sticky juices spread upon it.

Words written beneath the image, "I want your cock deep inside me, sweetie. Cum for me!" is all she said.

I didn't need a second invitation. That was all it took, my body spasmed, every part of me shook violently. The cell slipped from my grasp, to my side.

"Ughhh!", I groaned as my eyes closed. My swollen crowned head spewed a thick dollop of cum into the air, crashing down upon my knuckles and hairy ball sack. I could feel the cold, wet and sticky cum trickle down my balls.

My body convulsed again, a second wave struck. This one more stringy in length. It spewed out the slit, not as high but just as effective.

Splashing down on my hand, hanging off. Sweat glistening off my body. I felt in a daze, my eyes wondering around. My mind was running in circles.

This is what jerking off should always feel like, I thought to myself, this beautiful, roller coaster that erupted in pain, beauty and perfect bliss of a wondrous orgasm to finish off.

I lay there for a while, composing myself. My breathing returned to normal. The cum stains on my bed, my hand and body felt icky and wet.

I grabbed my cell and snapped a photo of it all: my cock, my cum-covered hand and stains on the sheets. I sent them to Juliet with a simple message, "Thank you. This is how you helped me."

As I cleaned myself up, my cell buzzed. I took hold, inspected it to find a reply. Opening it, Juliet had written a small message, "Wow, that looks so beautiful sweetie. I hope you saved some for me? Cum and see me tomorrow after your mom has left for work. I'll be waiting."

I thought to myself, Fuck. After draining my balls, will I have any left for tomorrow?

I fell back, my head hitting the pillow. My breathing slow, soft. I placed my cock away where it belonged. I needed rest, a lot if I'm going to spend the day with Juliet.

That night moved slowly, I constantly awoke to check the time. Every few hours it appeared time had stopped.

I tossed, turned beneath the sheets. The excitement was keeping me awake, until eventually the whole day finally washed away as I visited a beautiful place in my mind, full of tranquility.

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I awoke the next morning early, my mom had come in to inform me she was off to work. I said my goodbyes, before the sound of her leaving forced a sense of anticipation to rush through my body.

Today was the day. I couldn't get the images and memories of Juliet out of my mind. My cock took notice, swelling once more. I cant play with you now! I told myself.

I took a cold shower, in hope to cool me down and wash away any stains from the night before. I wanted to save my cock for Juliet, and the cum inside.

Dressing, I went downstairs to take in some nourishment. Energy is what I needed right now: cereal and nice orange juice.

My mind played tricks with me, questioning myself. Should I go over now, or wait?, I asked myself, Maybe she'll text me when to come over. Should I text her. Is she awake yet?, so many questions. None of which I had the answer to.

I took a punt, exiting through the back of my house. I opened Juliet's back door, it was unlocked. "Hello?" I called out softly. No response.

I entered inside, closing the door behind. Into the lounge, which I'd been in before - empty. "Hello?" I asked again, a little louder. Had she forgotten our plans? I thought to myself.

"I'm upstairs sweetie!" I heard in her soft, husky tone.

I made my way up, turned the hallway to find the door at the end slightly ajar. Closing in, my nostril's flared at the beautiful scent of her perfume. My heart raced, my hands clammy as I drew closer.

"Juliet?" I called out as I eased the door open.

Entering within, I turned to find her waiting for me. She lay upon the large, king sized bed, on the sheets. My jaw dropped, drool dribbled to my chin. She lay in all her naked glory, posing like a Playboy model.

"So sweetie, are you going to join me or what?" she asked, a wicked smile on her lips.

I stepped forward, preparing to join her before she stopped me

"Hold on, sweetie. Why should I be the only one naked around here?" She was right.

I began to undress, my top, shoes and socks, pants all fell fast. I stood there in my boxers, stretched to the limit by my hard cock.

"Mmm!" she moaned, as I grabbed them, slid them down around my thighs as they dropped to my ankles. My cock sprang out. Stepping out, I approached the bed, now fully naked. My cock drew to her like a magnet, leading the way.

I lay down upon my side, she positioned herself to face me. Looking upon this beautiful, mature woman before me. My eyes transfixed on this curvaceous naked body.

"I've been waiting for this day since I last saw you naked," she informed me.

Her hand hovered between us, rising as she caressed my hips, sliding up and down my side. My heart was racing at her touch, those soft, sensual fingers caressing my naked body.

"It's okay, you can touch me you know I don't bite," she said with a sweet smile on her soft lips.

My hand approached her body, my fingers trembling a little. It touched her hip, her soft skin. It glided back and forth, copying what she was doing to me. My eyes darted around every part of her, her face, large succulent breasts down to that waiting wet pussy.

"What would you like me to do first?" she asked seductively.

My mind ran equations, scenarios of what I wanted most in numerical order.

So many things I wanted. To fuck her, taste her. Play with those tits of hers. Fuck, what do I want? I asked myself, then it came to me.

"Will you...", I began to say, uttering with some trepidation, "... suck my cock!" I finally finished.

"I'm so glad to hear you ask me that!" she said under hot breath, smiling.

She hadn't forgotten the last time her mouth was wrapped around my cock, the first pair of lips to have ever sucked it, to taste my virgin cum. She devoured every drop that night, swallowing it down her warm throat and wanted more.

Gently, Juliet eased me to lay on my back. Her hand caressed my chest, back and forth. Her eyes glanced upon my hard, thick cock doing it's merry dance below. Standing proud to attention like a good little soldier.

She wet her lips at the thought of tasting my cock once more. She wanted to savor the moment. Her hand moved down to around the base of my cock. Her fingers circling like a butterfly flapping it's wings through the soft pubic hair bush that surrounded it.

"Your cock is so beautiful. One of the best I've ever seen, your cum is the sweetest I've ever tasted!" she complimented me, looking into my eyes. She knew exactly what to say, but she meant every word.

"Stay right there!" she added.

She drifted off the other side of the bed, walked around to the far end. I watched her, the sway of her hips and shake of her perfectly formed ass, bouncing with every step.

Standing at the far end of the bed, facing me, she eased my legs apart.

Crawling up between them, my hard cock waving to get her attention. She lay down upon the bed, I could see the ample cheeks of her ass, her back curved slightly above. Her legs wavered off the end a little, her feet wagging up and down.

She ran her palms up and down my legs, caressing every inch of them. Her touch aroused me, driving my cock insane. She lay soft, gentle kisses down, a path that lead to the flag pole standing in the near distance. Pecks, soft and gentle kisses of her warm lips upon me.

She arrived at her destination, the sack that contained two balls. Her tongue drove up across them, causing them to rise and fall down again. They jiggled as she licked them, one after the other.

One ball slid in her warm, wet mouth. It felt wonderful, she suckled on it, rolled her tongue across it inside. I'd never felt anything like it before, it made me feel emotions of a warm sensation inside. It plopped free, she began to concentrate on the next objective.

My cock stood like a monument, her face hidden behind, eyes peering out both sides. Her tongue started at the base, rising up across the underside.

A long, wet lick that rose up to the crowned head, swollen, purple in color with the slit on top. Her tongue caressed the soft tissue underside on the head, that sensitive spot before it slid off the end.

She moved down again, her tongue licking up the long shaft to the head, leaving a saliva trail to follow behind.

"Ooohh!", I cried out, each lick brought a soft moan. It was sensual, her wet tongue licking me. My cock bounced, waved to this wonderful touch.

She turned her head sideways, wrapped her lips around the sides of my shaft, ran her mouth up and down, sucking on it. I could feel her lips wrapped tight around my shaft. Her tongue inside, caressing, working it's magic on my cock.

She pulled away, licking her lips to the beautiful taste of my cock. She grasped her fingers around my shaft, taking a firm grip, she bent it to face her.

The head pointed at her face, where she opened her lips and clasped them around the underside of the swollen head. It felt warm, wet inside her mouth.

Her tongue caressed, worked wonders as it licked around the swollen head. Flicking occasionally across the slit, causing me to buckle slightly at that sensitive touch.

"Ohhh!" I moaned, along with short sharp breaths.

Her head was lowered, with my cock sliding between her lips into her warm mouth. She devoured it, inch by inch. Her tongue continued to work magic, caressing and licking. She knew exactly how to suck a cock, how to perform wonders with it deep in her mouth.

"Ughh!" I groaned, as a good five inches or so was inside. I was sure I could feel it almost touch the back of her throat.

Her eyes stared up into mine, those soft beautiful wide eyes that melted me. Sucking my cock, her tongue circling around and around my shaft. She was enjoying every moment, every taste.

Her hand ran up my thigh, began to play with my sack. Her fingers swirled my balls between them, as if playing with stress balls.

"Mmm, fuck... yes!" I called out, letting her know this was pleasurable.

She slid her mouth up and down my shaft, covered in her saliva. Sucking, tasting and caressing it with her tongue. She didn't want to stop, the sensation of sucking my cock, a once virgin cock in her mouth was sensual, but she had other plans in mind.

She rose her head, my cock plopped free with a wet sound from between her lips. It stood, covered in saliva, dripping. It gleamed in the soft sunshine.

"Mmm - that tastes good, sweetie!" she said, licking her lips.

She rose up, stepped off the bed and walked around to the side. Standing to my side, she grasped my legs and pulled me around to face her.

"Move forward a little, I have something special to offer you!" she informed me.

I had no idea what she meant. I shuffled forward, perched on the edge of the bed, feet on the floor.

Juliet dropped to her knees, my cock standing to attention in front of her, between my thighs. She widened my legs, crawled forward, close to me.

Leaning over, she spat on my cock. Running her hands around it, up and down the shaft, across the head to lubricate it more. I still had no idea what she had planned. She continued to jerk me, softly so not to make me cum just yet.

"I'm gonna give you a new experience, sweetie. I'm going to let you put your big, hard cock between my tits and fuck them!" she explained.

My eyes lit up. I'd never thought of it, never mind imagined what it would feel like. To tittyfuck those luscious, large breasts. The thought almost made me cum, but I held back.

"I thought you'd like the sound of that!" as she released hold of my cock.

Grasping her boobs, one in each hand. She spread them, drew them around my cock and pushed them together.

They wrapped around my cock, warming it between. A nice, snug fit. I could feel the soft flesh against my shaft, squeezing them.

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