The Cougar Chronicles 02 - Kristi

"I have got to fuck him!" Kristi said to herself as she stood in front of the kitchen sink, looking out of the small window over the sink and watching her 19 year old son's friend walk back to his car. His name was Alex, he was also 19 years old, and he had the tightest little butt she'd ever seen in all of her 38 years. The rest of him wasn't bad either; he was the captain of the football team so of course he was in great shape, and just watching him walk made her pussy wet.

Like now. Her pussy was soaking wet, and her clit was tingling like mad as she watched her brown-haired Adonis get into his car - a convertible, of course - start the engine, and back out of the driveway. She found herself leaning over the sink to get a better view of him as he drove away, unconsciously rubbing her mound against the edge of the sink and sending shock waves of pleasure coursing through her soaking wet pussy as her clit pressed against the edge of the sink. When he was gone Kristi turned around and leaned back against the sink, her mouth hanging open as she gasped aloud, the fires of desire burning like an inferno deep inside her pussy. She knew that if she so much as touched her clit right now she'd explode in orgasm in a matter of moments, but she also knew she'd go mad if she didn't release the sexual tension built up inside her.

She took a quick glance around the kitchen to make sure she was alone, and then slid her hand down inside her shorts and beneath her panties to her mound. She slid her fingers over the neatly trimmed "landing strip" of blonde pubic hair (she was a natural blonde and proud of it) above her pussy and then slid her fingers over the smooth, shaven, and wet outer lips. She slipped a fingertip between them and touched her clit, closing her eyes and throwing her head back as her mouth fell open and a moan escaped her lips. She only needed to rub her clit twice before she exploded in orgasm, her body shaking and her knees clamping together as the waves of pleasure went crashing up through her body. The orgasm was brief but intense, and she was left shaking and gasping for breath when it was over a few moments later. She slipped her hand out of her shorts as she ran the other one through her short blonde hair, taking another look around the kitchen as she did so.

"I have just got to fuck him!" she said to herself again as she pushed herself away from the counter and walked across the kitchen, heading to her room to freshen up before her son made an appearance.

When she got to her room Kristi decided to take a full shower instead of just washing up, so she closed the door to her room and then went into her bathroom to turn the shower on. While the water was warming up she stripped out of her clothes, tossing her shirt, bra, shorts, and soaked panties into the hamper in the corner of her room. Then she stood in front of the full-length mirror and looked at herself, standing with her hands on her hips. She turned her body from side to side, looking her 5' 6" figure up and down with a critical eye as she always did.

As usual, she found little to be concerned about. She had the body of a 21-year old woman, and she worked hard to keep it that way. Her legs were long and lean, muscled in all the right places, and they went all the way up to a tight, rounded butt. The jogging she did on a regular basis was paying off, big time. Her waist was tapered and her stomach was firm and flat, showing no signs that she had given birth to not one but two children, and the faux diamond that hung from her belly button flashed in the light. Her breasts were rounded and full, hovering just at a 35C cup in size, and showed only a little sag. Her nipples were small and pert, surrounded by small, pale areolas that were barely visible unless she was aroused. And at this moment they were still visible since she was still partially aroused, and her nipples were still hard. She smiled as she turned again in the mirror, looking at her reflection.

"Not bad for an old broad, if I do say so myself!" she said to herself. She thought briefly about the husband she used to have before he left her for a younger woman, and she secretly wished he could see her naked so he could see for himself what he was missing. She chuckled at the thought and then walked into the now-steamy bathroom to take her shower.

The next day was Saturday, and Kristi had the house to herself since her daughter was going to be spending the day with her friends and her son, Chase, was going to be spending the day with Alex. At least that was the plan, until Alex came into the kitchen dressed for his part-time job. Kristi was just pouring herself some coffee, dressed in an old pair of jeans and a t-shirt that she referred to as her "lounging clothes." She turned and looked at Chase as he came into the room, and her eyebrows went up.

"You're dressed for work? Why, baby, what happened?" she asked, sipping from her mug.

"My boss called and asked me if I could come in today and cover," Chase replied, opening the refrigerator and taking out a small bottle of orange juice. "Frank called out, the asshole, so my boss needed someone to cover his shift. He said he'd pay me overtime for it and I could sure use the extra cash, so I said okay," he explained, taking a drink out of the now-opened bottle before turning to leave.

"And what about Alex? Does he know yet?" Kristi asked.

"No, he doesn't," Chase replied, stopping at the doorway and turning back to face her. "I tried calling him on his cell phone because I know he's on the way over here right now, but he probably has the top down on his convertible and can't hear the phone ringing. Would you tell him what happened when he gets here and apologize for me, and tell him I'll call him later?"

"Sure thing, honey," Kristi said, smiling at him over her coffee cup. A wicked thought flashed through her mind, and her heart began to beat faster as the thought took root and quickly developed into a plan.

"Thanks, Mom, you're the best!" Chase said, and then he was gone out the door and into his car to leave.

"No, baby, thank you," Kristi said, smiling a wicked half-smile as she took another drink out of her coffe mug. Then her eyes flew open wide as she realized that she didn't have much time to get ready before Alex got there. "I better get my ass moving!" she said, putting the mug down on the counter and then nearly running to her room to change.

Ten minutes later the doorbell for the back door rang, and Kristi was ready. She walked over to the door and through the glass could see Alex standing there, his muscular frame covered by a t-shirt and jeans. She smiled broadly at him as she opened the door, and the look of surprise that appeared on his face when he saw her made her chuckle silently to herself. Kristi was wearing a skin-tight white t-shirt and a pair of equally tight black nylon running shorts that hugged the curves of her ass like a second skin. The shirt stopped just below her belly button, and the hard nubs of her nipples were clearly visible since she wasn't wearing a bra. And there would be no panty lines, either, because she wasn't wearing any.

"Well, hello, Alex," she purred, holding the door open and standing in the doorway. "So nice to see you again!"

"Hey, Mrs. Jeffers," Alex said, trying hard to keep his eyes off of her breasts but not having much success. "Is Chase here? We were supposed to hang out together today," he said.

"I know, he told me," Kristi said, leaning againt the open door. "Unfortunately, his boss called this morning and asked him if he could come in and work, and since he was going to pay overtime for it Chase said he'd do it," she explained. "Chase wanted me to tell you he was sorry and that he'd call you later," she continued.

"That sucks, but I understand," Alex said, stealing another glance at Kristi's now rock-hard nipples. She could already feel her pussy flooding and knew that if she didn't get her hands on Alex soon she'd go mad. "But for overtime, hell yeah, I'd do it, too!"

"He'll be glad to know that you're not mad," she said, stepping a bit closer to Alex and smiling as she noticed a growing lump in his jeans.

"Well, just tell him to give me a call when he gets home, please," Alex said, as if he was getting ready to leave. When he didn't move right away Kristi took that as a clue and jumped on it.

"Since you're here, would you like to come in and have a cup of coffee or juice or something?" she asked, smiling at him. "Seems such a shame for you to drive all the way over her and not get anything for it," she said, intentionally using the play on words. Alex smiled back at her as he replied.

"Sure, Mrs. Jeffers, some coffee sounds good," he said.

"Good! Then come on in," Kristi said, turning and walking into the kitchen to give Alex a look at her ass as she walked away. Alex stepped inside the kitchen and closed the door behind him, his eyes fixated on her shapely, firm ass as she moved across the room. He walked over to the kitchen table and sat down, his eyes drinking in the sight of her lithe, lean body as she moved around the kitchen to fix the coffee. At one point she had to bend over and get something from under the counter - Alex didn't know what and didn't care - and when she did so she made sure to do it stiff-kneed to give him a good look at her tight ass covered by the equally tight shorts.

Kristi could almost feel Alex's eyes on her, and the knowledge that she was turning him on by her little show was making her pussy wet and her nipples even harder than they already were. She glanced behind her as she was bent over and saw the look on Alex's face, and she also saw the lump that was growing in his jeans. She smiled as she straightened up, and as she reached up into a cupboard for a coffe cup she made sure to flex her ass muscles to help Alex's erection along. She would have sworn she heard him gasp as she flexed, and this made her smile again. Then she turned to face Alex, holding the coffee cup in her hand, her nipples as hard as diamonds and standing out clearly against the thin fabric of her tight white top.

"So how would you like it, Alex?" she asked, a coy smile on her face. Alex was obviously caught off-guard by her quick turn-around and the question she asked, and it showed.

"Huh? How would I like what?" he asked, a confused look on his face. Kristi giggled as she replied.

"Your coffee, silly! What did you think I was talking about?" she said, the coy smile still on her face. Her nipples were so hard they were throbbing, and her pussy was so wet she was surprised her juices weren't running down her leg.

"Oh, uh, black will be fine," Alex stammered, trying to regain his composure. Kristi could see the prominent lump in his jeans, and she smiled to herself again as she turned to pour the coffee. Then she picked up the mug, walked over to the table, and put the mug on the table in front of him.

"There you go," she said, smiling at him as she put the mug in front of him. Then she sat down in the chair next to him, crossing her shapely legs as she leaned forward and place an elbow on the table, then rested her chin in her hand as she spoke. "So, tell me, Alex, now that you have the whole day free, what are you going to do with it?" she asked. She squeezed her thighs together under the table to try and quell the throbbing in her pussy, but it wasn't helping. There was only one thing that would help, and she was determined to have it very soon.

"Oh, I don't know, Mrs. Jeffers," Alex replied, sipping his coffee. "I'll find something to do, I guess."

"No girlfriend, Alex?" she asked, still smiling at him.

"Not right now, no," he replied. His cock was rock-hard now but was sitting at a strange angle and was about to kill him. He wanted desperately to either free it or at least shift it around so it didn't hurt, but with Mrs. Jeffers sitting right there he had no idea of how to do that. Well,he had an idea, but he knew it would never happen - no way!

"I'm surprised, a big, strong, and handsome young man such as yourself," she said, fairly cooing at him, her chin still resting in her palm. "I bet you have at least six girls on a string, just waiting for you to call them!" she teased, and she saw Alex blush.

"No, ma'am, I don't," he replied. "I wish I did, but I don't," he said. Kristi lowered her hand down to the table and folded her arms over each other on the table and leaned forward as she spoke.

"Alex, can I ask you a personal question?" she said, looking him in the eye.

"Sure, Mrs. Jeffers," he said, his heart pounding and his hard shaft throbbing. He lifted the coffee cup to his lips and took a sip.

"When was the last time you got laid?" she asked, making Alex choke on his coffee. She laughed as he reached for a napkin to clean up the mess he'd just made, reaching out to touch him lightly on his arm as she spoke again.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you like that!" she said, and Alex quickly shook his head as he wiped up the spilled coffee.

"No, it's okay, really," he said, balling the napkin up and dropping it on the table. "I'm not embarrassed, you just kinda caught me by surprise - my best friend's mother asking me when the last time I got laid was, you know," he said, taking the opportunity to shift in his seat and relieve some of the pressure on his erect shaft.

"I can see where that would surprise you, yes," she said, and then she leaned forward on her folded arms again and said, "So when was it?" Alex looked at her for a moment, blinking several times before replying.

"You're serious, aren't you?" he asked. Kristi nodded slowly as she replied, looking directly into his eyes with a sly, half-smile on her face.

"I wouldn't have asked if I wasn't," she said. Alex looked her in the eyes for a moment before replying.

"About two weeks, I guess," he said, and Kristi's smile broadened a bit.

"That's way too long," she said, her voice going soft and low. "Would you like to change that?" she asked, still looking directly into his eyes.

Alex's heart was pounding in his chest as the thought crossed his mind that the woman who he'd long thought was the hottest MILF he'd ever seen and had wanted to fuck from the moment he first saw her was making a pass at him, and he felt his cock twitch at the thought. His youth and inexperience with older women was making him cautious and unsure, and he wanted to be sure before he jumped and made a fool of himself with his best friend's mom.

"What do you mean, Mrs. Jeffers?" he asked, immediately realizing that he sounded like an immature kid and regretting saying it; if it bothered Kristi she sure didn't show it. Her smile broadened as she giggled just a bit before replying, reaching out to lay her hand on his forearm as she spoke.

"I mean I want to have sex with you, Alex," she said simply, pausing for a moment before continuing. "I want us to go into my bedroom, take off all our clothes, and spend the next few hours fucking ourselves silly. That's what I mean," she said. Alex was stunned at this, and he stared at her for a moment with his mouth hanging open.

"Really, Mrs. Jeffers?" he said in a low voice.

"Call me 'Kristi,' please, and yes, really," she replied, gently squeezing his forearm with her hand as she looked into his eyes. The heat and desire in her eyes was plain to see, and even Alex picked up on it. "Besides," she said, giving him a coy smile, "if you don't do something soon about that hard cock that's about to bust out of your jeans, you're going to be in some serious trouble!"

"You saw that, huh?" Alex said, blushing a bit.

"Kind of hard not to," Kristi replied. Then she leaned forward and placed both hands on his forearm and said in a low voice, "Well? Would you like to fuck me, Alex?" He looked her straight in the eye as he replied.

"In the worst way," he said, and Kristi smiled.

"Then let's go!" she said, standing up and taking him by the hand. Alex stood, thankful for the relief on his hard cock, and followed her down the hallway as she led him to her bedroom. He was treated to another view of her tight, rounded ass swinging as she walked, and he couldn't wait to see her naked.

It only took a few moments for them to walk down the short hallway to her room, and as soon as they were in the room she turned to him and stepped forward, reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck. She pulled his head down to her and kissed him, her lips open and her tongue quickly snaking into his mouth, as she pressed her body hard against his. He responded immediately, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close to him, feeling the round firmness of her breasts pressing against his chest as she ground her pelvis against his erection. He slid his hands down her back to her ass, gripping the firm, rounded globes firmly and squeezing as he pulled her harder against him. Her lips were full, soft, and wet, her tongue nimble and quick, and he was nearly breathless when she finally broke off the kiss. She looked up at him and smiled, still pressing her body against his and enjoying the feeling of his hard cock between them his hands still tightly gripping her ass.

"You're a good kisser, Alex," she said. "Great, actually!"

"So are you, Mrs. - I mean, Kristi," he said, smiling back at her.

"How sweet! Thank you, Alex," she said, stepping back a bit and reaching down to tug his t-shirt out of his jeans. "Now what do you say we get down to business?" she said as she pulled his shirt up his body and over his head. Alex lifted his arms to let her take the shirt off, and was surprised when she immediately knelt down in front of him and began working at his jeans.

"I can't wait to see what this monster looks like!" she said in a husky voice, looking up at him and giving him that coy smile as she quickly opened his jeans. "And I can't wait to get my hands and lips on it!" she said as she pulled his jeans down over his hips. She looked at the bulging outline of his rock-hard cock pressing against the cotton of his jockey shorts and rubbed it with the palm of her hand, making Alex jump a bit at her touch. She looked up at him and grinned, then reached up and grasped the waistband of his shorts with both hands and slid them down. His hard cock sprang into view, and her grin grew bigger as she looked at it hanging inches in front of her face.

"Oh, my, what a beautiful, hard cock you have!" she said, reaching up to wrap her fingers around the shaft. She looked up at Alex and smiled a seductive smile at him as she slipped her fingers around the shaft and squeezed, feeling the shaft pulsing in her hand and making Alex moan a bit. She gripped his shaft firmly and pumped it a few times, smiling when a drop of clear pre-cum appeared at the tip. Without hesitation Kristi opened her mouth and licked the drop of fluid off with her tongue, making Alex gasp. She looked up at him and smiled, giggling as she pumped his cock again and made more pre-cum appear at the tip. She licked this off as well, swallowing it immediately, and then licked the sensitive underside of the head of his cock with the flat of her soft, wet tongue before slipping her lips over the head and slowly sucking it into her mouth.

Alex had only had five blowjobs in his entire life, and the best one was mediocre at best. Only two of the girls let him cum in their mouth and only one of them would swallow, so when Kristi sucked the head of his cock into her warm, wet mouth and began working her way down his shaft he knew he was about to get the best blowjob of his young life. He watched as Kristi slowly slid her mouth down his throbbing shaft, easily taking his entire six inches into her mouth and down her throat. He moaned as she reached up and gripped his balls in her hand as she slathered her tongue around his shaft, swallowing around it and making him jump with the sensation.