A Reversal of Fortune

Justin lay in his bed wondering what was going on. He kind of got the impression that his Mom was flirting with him but he didn't think that was in any way conceivable. For most of his life, and he had turned eighteen a few months ago, he had never even viewed her as a sexual being, she was just Mom.

She wasn't model material, even though she did have a good body and her thighs and ass were nice. Her breasts, at thirty-six, were not humongous but more than a handful. Her hips were the broad childbearing kind that warranted a second look from many men but were never overtly sexy and led the way down to firm thick thighs that had no cellulite. She was about five feet seven in her nylons, and even after giving birth to him she still presented a neat package.

His mother, Denise's broad hips were her delight. She had wanted many children and hoped that her house would always be full of their laughter; but fate had other ideas.

She had gotten pregnant, by her dad's best friend, John, who constantly ogled her when he visited the house. When she complained to her mother, she told her that she was imagining things. Even when she told her that he would find reason to rub against her and feel her breasts, her mother responded that she needed to dress more conservatively.

She didn't know how to address her dad about the situation, so she never did.

One evening, as she was walking home from the gym, John, her dad's friend, drove by and offered her a ride. She really did not want to get into his car with him, but assuming her parents would be at home and feeling rather tired, she accepted the ride.

Now eighteen, she had filled out nicely and like her mother, her ass was broad, her breasts were firm and full, and her thighs were like twin oaks, sturdy, and thick.

On arriving at her home, John followed her into the house, ostensibly to say hello to her parents. To her surprise, she found a note on the kitchen table, informing her that they had gone to a show. She was instructed to find dinner in the fridge, and they would be back about eleven pm.

John also saw the note. She was now alone with him in the house, a situation she would have never allowed to occur, particularly on a day like this.

This was one of her horny days and she had been planning to go to bed early and take care of the feeling. She was used to masturbating often as she had a high sex drive and only her dad's strong views about premarital sex had prevented her from opening her thighs to anyone, so far.

Realizing that her parents would not be back for some time, John sat at the kitchen table and began talking to her. He asked her about her boyfriends and if she had been ever kissed and held or ever had sex.

Her curt answers were negative to all the questions. He kept telling her how sexy she looked and suggested to her that a young girl should have the opportunity to have her first sexual experience at the hands of a man who knew what he was doing, instead of an inexperienced young boy fumbling around.

Denise asked him to leave, and he responded that he would, if she would give him a kiss. She refused. He then told her that he was going to the bathroom and got up to go.

As he went to the bathroom, she tried to figure out what to do and decided to go to her bedroom and lock the door. As she was passing the bathroom, the door opened, and John stepped out. He bumped into her and pressed her up against the wall.

"Just one kiss," he begged, "just one kiss and I will be gone."

Realizing that she was in a no-win situation she didn't respond.

Keeping his body pressed against her, he lifted her chin with his hand and looked into her eyes.

"Don't be afraid," he said, "I won't hurt you, just one kiss between us and I will be gone. No one will ever know!"

He slowly lowered his face to hers. She squeezed her eyes closed and clamped her lips tight.

To her surprise, Denise felt his lips softly touching hers and she whimpered. The touch was very gentle. He didn't force a kiss from her but nibbled on her cheeks, her throat and finally her mouth. She felt him gently bite her bottom lip and suck on it. His tongue flicked back and forth, caressing the inner borders of her mouth. She gasped and he seized the opportunity to ease his tongue inside.

He flickered his tongue and her jaws relaxed at the tickling sensation, and he slid more and more of it in, until he was licking her palate, twirling it around, coaxing her tongue to come out. She allowed him to draw it out and he began to suck on it. She was so overwhelmed that she fully opened her mouth, gave him all of her tongue to suck and he proceeded to make a meal of it.

The kiss went on and on as they shared tongues until her knees began to feel like jelly! His hands slid to her breasts where he found two very large and hard, prominent nipples bulging into her T-shirt. He circled them with his forefinger and gently squeezed them, tugging softly. It ignited a raging fire within her loins.

Moisture seeped, soaking her panties as her brain whirled, while a hitherto unknown passion roared through her like wildfire. Never in her life had she ever felt this way and she shivered as goose pimples covered her body.

John's cock was pressed hard against her belly, and she could feel it. Her chest was heaving with her arousal; her body and mind had already surrendered. She was now putty in his hands.

Taking her hand, he gently led her into the bedroom. She did not resist.

He pulled her down next to him on the bed and started kissing her again. He reclined, bringing her down with him, until they were both lying on their backs. Her eyes were tightly closed as his hands continued roving.

He kissed from her mouth down her neck, whispering sweet nothings. His hand slid under her T-shirt. His fingers tickled as they traversed her side. Her belly rippled and soft moans, emanating from within her, wafted in the air.

Smoothly, he turned her toward him, sliding his hand up her back to unhook her bra. He pushed the bra cups upwards and caressed her bare nipples which had now swollen to thumb size! They were her weak spot, especially the right one.

He lowered his head, licked the large nubs and she gasped with pleasure. As he licked and sucked, his hand slid under the waistband of her panties. At first, she grabbed his wrist but when he softly bit her right nipple she shuddered and cried out,

"Uh-hhh--h!!!" and let go.

His fingers continued downwards, massaging and playing with her pubic hair until his middle and forefingers breached the steaming pussy lips bracketing her clitoris.

"Oh pleezzee," she wailed.

"Please, what," he asked.

"Oh-h-h God, I don't know what I w-w-w-ant," she stuttered.

"Do you want me to stop?" he asked.

"Yes... no... I don't know... it just feels so good!"

His slippery fingers curled upwards entering her virgin pussy and she moaned.

"Did I hurt you?" he asked.

"No," she responded, "I was just...Oh God I don't know what I want."

He continued stroking the inside of her pussy, sinking deeper until he found her g-spot.

When he palpitated it, she raised her bottom and her body convulsed as another gush of fluid shot out of her, soaking his hand, her panties and the bed, as she experienced her first man-induced orgasm.

"OOOooo!!!!!, that was awesome," she cried out as he hugged her to him.

Her body was quivering, and her teeth were chattering from the euphoria that his fingers had induced. Her cock box was on fire and a pulsing passion surged though her.

While she was in this state of ecstasy, he pulled her shorts off taking her sodden panties down at the same time. He tossed them across the bed and gazed upon her never before plundered hole. He licked his lips as he saw neatly trimmed her pubic hair sculpted in a heart shape.

Her T-shirt and bra came off next and he flung them to the floor. Toeing his shoes and socks off, he shed his shirt and slacks, pulled his boxers off and pressed his nakedness against hers.

She luxuriated in the warmth of his naked body against her own. Her breasts were flattened against his bare chest, and his hand caressed her buttocks as her heart rate slowed to normal.

He waited until she regained some semblance of rationality as her orgasm waned. She felt a large warm and meaty piece of flesh laying along her thigh and it finally registered in her mind that she was going to get fucked!

She was, however, too far gone to resist and was resigned to whatever was going to happen.

He kissed his way down her belly. licking her, pausing to delve into her innie navel pouch which made her squirm, finally arriving at her still virgin crevice.

He lifted her legs licking her ankles, then the areas behind her knees and rubbed his lips all up the insides of her thighs. He eased his nose into her hairy triangle where he inhaled her aroma. It was hot, wet, spicy and he couldn't wait to taste her.

He pressed outwards on the insides of her thighs, and she opened them for him. He spread them wide and licked her from asshole to clitoris.

She screeched at the sensation and her body trembled with lust!

His tongue and lips spread her swollen labia and he sucked them, pausing to delve his tongue into her steaming cauldron.

She howled and bucked as he tongue-fucked her and a second orgasm tore through her.

She tried to escape from his probing tongue, but he held her down and kept licking and sucking her boiling pussy as she kept cumming and cumming.

"Ohh-hh shit," she screamed and grabbed his head, locking her thighs around it and focusing his mouth on her clitoris.

He licked and sucked until she moaned,

"No more, O God, please, no more!"

Exhausted, she lay next to him, gasping like a fish out of water.

When she has somewhat recovered, he rolled on top of her, lined his cock up with her opening and slowly pressed the head into her swampy cavern.

Coated with her slippery wetness, half of the head slipped in and stuck. He pulled back and re-entered, going a little deeper. He continued the backward and forward movement until he stopped making progress.

Then he paused, kissed her hard, spread her legs and drove his cock all the way in.

She wailed but the sound only entered his mouth!

He calmed her by saying, "Its ok, now, it won't hurt anymore."

Patiently he lay on her, feeling the inner walls of her love canal slowly stretch as he kissed away her tears. After a while his hips began to move slowly back and forth.

She could feel him stirring within her and her pussy was still burning but the pain now was mixed with a perverse pleasurable sensation that was building up in her belly. Her hips began moving in time to his as she loosened, and the pain decreased. Finally, she realized that she was raising her bottom up to meet his gentle thrusts. She placed the soles of her feet on either side of him, on the bed and wantonly thrust her pussy upwards to receive his rampant cock!

Her horniness had taken over and she wanted to be fucked!

They established a rhythm together as his meaty pestle foraged its way all the way to her cervix.

As her passion built, she wrapped her legs around his hips and pushed up hard to seat him fully as he continued thrusting deep into her, slowly increasing the tempo and force of his pounding.

The pleasure mounted and she thrashed around, babbling incoherently catapulted by a series of orgasms as his pelvis whapped against her inner thighs and his balls pressed against her sodden asshole.

A deep growling escaped her lips as a tsunami began to ripple through her like a chain of tornadoes, cascading from her asshole, up through her pussy, into her belly out of her nipples and to her brain, storming through her until her baby chute exploded gushing cream everywhere!

She lost her mind and was now in "la-la" land, feeling as if she were tumbling through outer space. Her besotted brain racing through the cosmos, whirling past comets, stars and planets, iridescent jags of lightning flashed as she catapulted. Then a deep blackness shrouded all around!

A profound and serene pleasure infused itself as she soared, convulsing with unbridled joy.

"Oh-hh- fuck, me!" she begged, and John did.

He lifted her legs high upon his shoulders, pressing them back against her chest and drove his rampaging cock as deep as he could into her. Her young pussy was now gaping and perfectly aligned for hard fucking. He was now in full cry and drilled her deep.

A continuous moaning accompanied the seemingly inexhaustible string of orgasms that shattered her mind as he drove his cock repeatedly into her. She exulted in the feeling of his dominance as he had positioned her in a way that she had no control over how he was taking her. She just had to stay put and take the fucking which, to her surprise, she loved.

She screamed hoarsely,

"My pussy is yours, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it!"

He pounded her savagely. Her pussy gurgled, twitched and wept and she took every thrust with joy.

John felt the first spasms in his balls which heralded his cumming, but he too no longer had control over his brain.

Vaguely she felt him swelling within her and then a rapid pulsing followed as his cum flooded her battered cave. Four, five, six squirts leapt from his raging cock! The warmth swept into her womb.

Drenched in sweat he lay upon her, gently cuddling as they both returned to terra firma.

"Ohh-hh-h- God, that was so good!" she whispered, as several aftershocks rippled through her.

"It was, wasn't it?" he responded. "That is what a girl's first sex should be like."

"O, God, it was so good," she whispered. "I guess that you are right, no young boy could ever make me feel like that!"

Much later when his cock had shrunk and had slipped out of her, he rose to go the bathroom. When she got up, she noticed a bloodstain on the sheet, and it dawned upon her that having lost her virginity, she was now really a woman!

She didn't notice much cum on the sheet but knew that he had put a lot in her, so she supposed it had all stayed inside.

Picking up her discarded clothes from the floor, she quickly redressed. She grabbed a handful of tissues and stuffed them into the crotch of her panties so that they would not get stained. As she did this, it crossed her mind that John did not wear a condom and she had no contraceptives to use.

She hoped that she would not get to regret this wonderful occasion.

When her parents returned home, John was gone, and she was already in bed. She had replaced the soiled sheet with a clean one and was in exhausted sleep.

The next morning her mother observed her gimpy walk and asked her if she had hurt herself.

She muttered that she had hit her toe on the foot of the bed and smiled to herself thinking that a sore pussy was so worth what she had experienced.