I had a pick up truck and volunteered to help clean out a storage shed for the mom of a high school cheerleader. I had no idea that this mom had a thing for young, sweaty men.
Hooking up with a high school hottie’s mom
This story happened during my first summer after I had completed my freshman year of college. I just got back home after moving out of the dorm for the summer when one of my high school buddies called. Randy needed a favor. His girlfriend’s mom had asked him to haul off some junk from their garden shed and he did not have a way to get the stuff to the dump. I had a pickup truck, so he asked me to help him load it up and haul it off.
I had nothing better to do, so I agreed. I met Randy at his girlfriend’s house, which was out in the country, away from town, on a quiet gravel road. I had never been to this house, but knew the owner, Nickolas Rossi. He was a very important and influential attorney in my hometown. Mr. Rossi had helped me with a minor legal matter a few years back, so I knew him, and he knew me. His daughter, Tina, my buddy’s current girlfriend, was in her last year of high school, and was very beautiful. Tina had the typical features of Italian heritage. She had thick, dark shoulder length hair, olive skin, and wonderfully full breasts. My buddy told me Tina was away at a Cheerleading camp for two weeks, so her mom knew Randy would be available to help her. She wanted to get a garden shed cleared out and asked him if he could help move the heavy stuff. Randy quickly agreed, then he called me. He needed me and my pickup to haul the junk off.
I drove out to the Rossi house and met up with Randy. We walked to their back outdoor area and looked for Tina’s mom, Serena Rossi. She was in the shed standing next to an opened ice chest full of beer. She quickly handed us each a cold one. She told us it was too hot to work without refreshments, so we quickly popped open our beer. Serena Rossi was just an older version of her lovely daughter. She had the same slim build, incredible breasts, and the same thick dark hair. It was as if we were looking at Tina’s older sister and not her mom. She had been working in the shed before we got there and had a glossy sheen of sweat on her face and arms from her efforts.
Mrs. Rossi was wearing a thin tank top which was soaking wet from her sweat. The material clung to her body like she was in a wet T-shirt contest. With no bra on, her nipples stood out from the soaked material like pencil erasers. I could almost make out the dark color of her areolas and nipples thru the thin t-shirt material. She was wearing tiny stretch shorts that clung to her hips and crotch like they were painted on. She had a visible camel toe, and I could not help but stare. She caught me and smiled as we were introduced. She knew who I was, she said, from my days of playing high school football, but I don’t think I ever met her before now. Even covered in sweat, this lady was an incredible beauty.
Mrs. Rossi instructed me to back my pickup to the garden shed and we began loading up all the junk she wanted hauled off. There were old chairs, crates of empty soil amendments, rotten timbers from old, raised flower beds and all other kinds of trash. We spent an hour loading it all up. Mrs. Rossi grabbed more beer when we were done and told us there was more available when we got back from the dump. Randy told us he had to pick his dad up at the airport, so he said he’d need to take a raincheck on the beer. Mrs. Rossi looked at me, hoping I would stop back by, and I nodded yes, and said I would see her later. We took off for the dump and were back in an hour. I dropped Randy off at his car, parked in the front of the Rossi house, and he looked at me seriously. “Be careful around Serena. You don’t want to get Nickolas Rossi on your bad side.” And with that, he hopped in his car and headed out.
I didn’t know Nickolas Rossi very well, except by reputation. He was a short, heavy-set man who was high energy and made sure everyone knew he was important. He was a loud and fiery Italian, and you did not want to do anything to piss him off. He had helped me a few years ago with a small legal matter between me and the city police, and I really appreciated his help. He made my problem go away without me ever having to do anything. He had connections with the police, as he claimed, and my little problem vanished. That was another reason for me to ‘volunteer’ to help Mrs. Rossi with my truck, as a small pay back for his help.
I went back out to the garden shed and saw Mrs. Rossi, standing there. She was an amazing Italian beauty. Slim figure, tiny ass, dark olive skin, shoulder length hair, and she wore no makeup. Serena heard me return, so she gestured for me to follow her to her large greenhouse. It was set away from the rest of their garden and pool area. There were large fans on, which circulated the air inside the greenhouse to keep the temperatures lower than the outside air.
Our eyes met and she again thanked me for helping today. She then told me she loved watching me play football in high school, but it seems so long ago.” She said she came to all the games since her daughter was a cheerleader and really loved watching the boys play.
She stood close to me and touched my chest with her fingers. Then she really shocked me with her next words. “I often fantasized about being alone with you in the locker room. I always wanted to sneak in and watch you change out of your sweaty uniform and walk into the shower. I wanted to be in there waiting for you!” I was shocked at what she said and was speechless. I stood at least a foot taller than her, and she looked up into my face with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine.
Then, she gently nudged me back onto a stack of mulch sacks and told me to sit there. Then, she looked into my eyes, as she slowly and deliberately peeled her clingy tank top off. She pulled that sweaty shirt off and tossed it to the floor. Her lovely naked breasts, with those perfect stiff nipples, were exposed to me in the hazy light of the greenhouse.
Mrs. Rossi put her hands on her hips as if to present her naked breasts to me for evaluation. I was in a trance as I saw her standing there. I was tongue-tied and could not utter a sound. She could see my confusion but did not let that keep her from her plans. “I hope you like what you see”, she calmly whispered. “I am sure you have seen lots of college girl’s tits. Mine are still OK, don’t you think?”
I stammered some kind of affirmative response, indicating my appreciation of her beautiful naked breasts. She smiled and bent down on her knees in front of me. She grabbed the waistline of my shorts and began tugging them. I raised up and helped her pull them over my hips and off past my feet. My erect dick suddenly sprang out and bounced off my belly as if it had a mind of its own.
Mrs. Rossi leaned in close to my cock and grabbed the shaft. I warned her that I was all sweaty and stinky. She looked up at my face and smiled with a devilish grin. “I love the aroma of a sweaty man. It really gets me going.” And with that she buried her face into my crotch and inhaled my scent deeply. She groaned quietly and repeated it as she rubbed my cock all over her face.
She leaned her elbows on my knees and held my cock in one hand as she ran her tongue up and down my shaft. She slowly licked the sides of my pulsing prick and then took it deep into her mouth. I was still speechless but could not suppress my groans of pleasure. My hands found her bare tits and I gently squeezed her fleshy mounds, and tweaking her taunt nipples. Mrs. Rossi sucked my dick for several minutes, trying to force it down her throat. Eventually, she pulled her lips off my prick to give her jaw muscles a break and used the slick slobber to stroke her fist up and down on it. Then she resumed sucking me.
She paused again. Then looked up at me and told me to lean back and grab my butt cheeks. “Pull them apart for me baby”, she grunted quietly to me. I had no idea what she was about to do, but I instantly complied. I grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them apart, just as she commanded.
Then, I heard a devilish giggle from her as she buried her face between my butt cheeks. I heard her draw in a big breath and say “Ahhh…. Oh yes, I love the smell of your sweaty ass and balls.”
Damn, she was serious about liking a sweaty man. She then pushed forward, and I could feel her tongue take a lick under my nut sack. Then her tongue trailed down further and found my asshole. She then licked it several times, then forced her tongue inside. I was beside myself in pleasure and astonishment. I suddenly had one of the premier beauties of the city who had begun to lick my nasty butthole. And it felt incredible.
Serena feasted on my ass. She licked and probed with her tongue until it must now be pristinely clean, for an asshole. She then wet a finger and slipped it into my hole, up to her knuckle. I began involuntarily hunching the air and squirming around like a maniac.
She returned to my prick when she had completed her cleaning task, I suppose, and greedily sucked the head back into her talented mouth. Her finger never left my ass. She bobbed up and down on my manhood, with her slobber draining out between her lips.
I held her dark hair with both hands and guided her movements as her magical mouth worked on me. Her breathing became hard and frantic as she shoved my cock to the back of her throat. It was almost as if she was trying to choke herself on it. She had one hand that had the finger in my ass and I noticed her other hand had disappeared into her shorts. The rapid movement down there made it evident that she was playing with her pussy as she sucked my prick.
She frantically began squirming on her knees and gave herself an orgasm with me still in her mouth. She pulled off me and nestled my throbbing prick under her chin and neck, as she paused to catch her breath. Then she resumed sucking. My balls were getting ready to release. She continued to lick and suck me, then I lost control and climaxed in her mouth. I shot several ropes of cum into the back of her throat, before she pulled off me. She then aimed the two final blasts of cum at her face, which landed on her nose and cheeks. She smeared my cum coated cock all over her sweaty face, then she took one last lick of the remaining jizz that was dribbling out of me. Then she carefully extracted the finger that was still embedded in my ass, sniffed it and sucked it clean. Damn, she was a dirty girl.
She sighed with relief and told me she had wanted to do that to me ever since she first began watching me play football. I was quite shocked that she’d paid that much attention to me back then. I wondered if other moms had similar thoughts like that.
I grabbed her hand that had been buried in her crotch and sucked off the pussy juices that were clinging to her long, sexy fingers. I looked into her eyes and said “Mrs. Rossi, that was the best blow-job I have ever had. It was awesome!”
She smiled, then leaned into me and said “I just sucked your dick, and you came in my mouth, sweetie. So, I think you can call me Serena.”
Serena confessed that she had wanted to do that forever. She was just glad I was here, and we were alone, so she could play with me. Then, she said, “Let’s go for a swim and cool off!” She grabbed my hand and led me to the pool. I did not need to be asked twice. She pointed to a chair and said I could throw my clothes there. I naively said, “I did not bring a swimsuit”. She just laughed and said “You don’t need one here, sweetie”. She just smiled at me as she casually peeled off her shorts and her shoes. Her totally naked body was suddenly presented for my review. I quietly gave her 1,000 thumbs up.
Since I had the beginnings of another throbbing erection, I dove into the pool to rinse and cool off. I floated under water long enough to pinch myself to see if this was really happening or was I just dreaming about a Penthouse magazine story. Mrs. Rossi joined me in the refreshing water, naked of course, and we floated around, entwined together. Her naked skin against mine confirmed that I was not dreaming. Wow.
I said to her “Mrs. Rossi, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen naked.” She could tell I was still dumbstruck. She was probably the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my entire life, clothed or not, but it did not come out of my mouth that way.
She quickly corrected me. “Call me Serena, silly”. “Yes mam” I blurted out. “Thank you, Serena”.
After a while of pool time, she led me inside the kitchen, and we made margaritas in a blender. Then we headed back out to the pool. I found a large pool float and we both crawled in it together. Being twisted up in a floatie with a beautiful naked woman, was too much for my feeble brain to handle. I confessed to her that I feared her hubby would come home and find us like this.
Serena just laughed and told me her husband was in Boston for a legal seminar and would be gone all weekend. She told me to relax about getting caught. I had a huge sigh of relief but still had concerns that he had a way of finding out about me. He had connections, as I learned a few years ago. I just played along with her and pretended to be a mature, unafraid guy, who secretly dreaded getting his dick chopped off by her husband.
We made another batch of margaritas and neither of us were feeling any pain. My erection continually throbbed as it was often wedged in between us in the float. She would casually squeeze it, letting me know she had more plans for my erection. It felt divine each time her fingers grasped and squeezed it.
She leaned into me from her side of the float and wrapped her arms around my neck. Then she smothered me with kisses which seemed to suck all the oxygen from my body. When she let go, I was breathing hard and really stirred up. My dick was standing up in the float like an ocean buoy, swaying around due to our movements.
Serena told me it was time to get out of the pool before we turned into prunes. I know that one part of my anatomy was not in danger of that and was more likely to spontaneously explode if not attended to. I followed her eagerly into the house.
I focused on the hypnotic movement of her naked ass cheeks as I blindly stumbled behind her into her house. She led me into what looked like a guest bedroom. Thank god she was not leading me into their master bedroom, since I would REALLY be paranoid about leaving a trace of me in the bed for her hubby to find.
She hopped into the bed and spread her incredible legs. I just stood there, fascinated by her closely trimmed pubic hair and enticing cunt lips that were beckoning me to climb aboard and penetrate. I landed with my full body on top of her and we began making out like teenagers. Of course, only one of us was a teenager, but that is not important. She wrapped her legs around my back and pulled me against her hot, tight body.
I felt her fingers guide my cock inside her open cunt before I was even aware and felt her pussy swallow my shaft in one smooth stroke. I gasped out loud as I became aware of the glorious feeling of her wetness that now surrounded my shaft. Her cunt seemed to suck me into her automatically. I was instantly balls deep inside Serena.
She groaned and held me tightly against her body, skin to skin. She radiated heat and was already breathing hard. My loins automatically began pumping frantically into her before she said “Go slow. We have plenty of time. I want to savor this moment”.
Her soothing voice calmed me down and I did just as she instructed. I slowed down my pace and concentrated on her wet cooch as I stroked in and out of her in a more sedate pace.
After several minutes, she rolled me over and crawled on top of me. Her face was partially hidden by her hair as she leaned forward. This position allowed her to guide my throbbing erection back into her snatch again. She was now controlling our coupling and really slowed down our penetrations.
“There. Isn’t that better?” she said, as she paced our union more passively. She used her lower body to lift up, almost pulling my shaft entirely from her cunt, then eased back down, pushing me into her. Then she would grind her cunt into my crotch making full contact with her clit against me.
I had both hands clenched on her breasts and pulled at her nipples with my fingers. She groaned continually as she stroked up and back down. Each time she bottomed out on me her head would dangle, and her eyes seemed to roll up in the back of her head. This lady really knew how to fuck.
In just a few moments she suddenly became animated and began thrashing against me and had a huge orgasm. She then collapsed on to my chest, breathing hard. “I love having a young, hard cock inside me”, she mumbled. Then she regained her energy and began humping me again. She continued her slow pace but soon sped up again and had another intense orgasm.
I was ready to cum but I did not think I could from this position, so I rolled her over on to her knees and got behind her. I pulled her hips to me and shoved my dick back inside her cunt, which was dripping with juices. Serena’s face was buried in a pillow while I used all my energy to plow into her sweet cunt.
For some reason I decided to use one of her tricks and I wet a finger and slipped it in her ass and continued my assault. She groaned as soon as she felt my finger, then said “More! Stick more fingers in me!” I did as the lady asked and added another, then a third finger in her tight asshole. I pulled out and lubed them up with her cunt juices and shoved them back in her tight hole. With my cock in her pussy, I could feel my fingers in her ass and this was the trigger that pushed me over the edge. I could feel the cum boiling up from my balls and I had a huge climax. I spurted what seemed like a quart of cum inside her cunt. I then collapsed on to her back as I continued to dribble more cum inside her.
We lay there, still connected, until my cock began to deflate, then I rolled off her. I was on my back, sweating and reeling from my climax as she rotated around. She grabbed my softening prick and began to lick it clean. Then she found my fingers that had been in her ass and did the same. She sucked them into her mouth, then after they were clean, she told me “I love the taste of ass”.
I think we both fell asleep after that. I was totally exhausted from the euphoric events that had just happened. When I woke up, Serena was still asleep with her arm draped over my chest. I just laid there for quite a while, savoring my good luck that she had a fetish for sweaty young men with hard dicks.
She began to stir and then looked at me carefully. “Was that OK? Did you like it?
I was thinking to myself, was that a trick question? “Of course it was OK, Serena! It was fantastic. Thank you!”. Then I realized what a loser I sounded like by saying it like that.
We eventually got up and found our clothes and made another batch of margaritas. We just had awkward small talk afterwards and then I kissed her goodbye and left. I never told Randy about having sex with his girlfriend’s mom, and I have kept this secret until now. I don’t know if Serena ever wanted a repeat of what we did that day, or if it was just an itch that she needed scratching at that moment. I also worried about her husband one day finding out about it. But the memory of that magical afternoon with Serena has stayed with me my entire life.