Eden Books Last Call For My Asshole : Anal Mothers 12
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- Eden Books Last Call For My Asshole : Anal Mothers 12
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My son Jared was doing very well for himself and at nineteen he was already the manager of a local bar. I pop in to see him late one night after a drink with friends and find myself strangely drawn to the image of my son tending the bar. After closing time things get a little more personal and before long he’s driving his hard cock into my virginal, tight asshole as I sit on the bar-stool, goading him on.
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“An older woman can offer things younger women can’t,” I continued.
Jared walked back over to throw his cloth behind the bar and wash his hands in the sink.
“Like what?” he asked finally, and I watched that tight ass of his as he cleaned himself obliviously.
“A wealth of experience,” I said. “A lust to try something new.”
He picked up another towel and dried off his hands, turning to me and leaning back on the sink.
“Something new, huh?” he said, intrigued.
“There’s all kinds of things that an older woman has done that someone younger might not have,” I said, trying to defend myself against a faceless stranger that was nearer Jared’s age.
“I’ll bet,” Jared said, and he could sense the conversation might be headed somewhere.
“You ever fuck a girl in here?” I asked, as though it was no big deal.
Jared laughed.
“I’m serious,” I said.
“Maybe once or twice,” he answered, and I hadn’t expected him to be so honest so soon.
“Ever fucked a girl in the ass in here?”
I don’t know where my sudden confidence was coming from, but I was determined not to waste it.
“Mom?” he said, as though he hadn’t heard me clearly.
“Have you ever taken one of them in the ass,” I said. “It’s a simple question, honey.”
I ran my nail around the edge of my glass again and then drew my eyes up to him slowly. I could see the fear in the expression that looked back.
“I’ve—I’ve never really…”
“Fucked a girl’s ass?” I finished. “See, that’s the advantage of the older woman.”
Truthfully I’d never done it in the ass either, but it wouldn’t do much for my point to confess that.
“You’ve …”
“Oh, yes,” I lied. “I’ve taken a nice, big cock in my ass before.”
By now Jared’s face was crimson, flushed red with embarrassment and nervousness. I don’t think this was a conversation he ever anticipated having.
“See,” I said. “I could show you all kinds of things.”
“You? You could?”
Jared seemed confused.
“What’s wrong with that?” I asked.
“I can’t—we can’t—”
“Come on, Jared. It’s just you and me.”
“You’re kidding, right?”
I pushed my ass back over the side of the stool.
“Why don’t you come round here and see if I’m kidding.”
Jared froze with indecision, taking several deep breaths.
“Well you can at least start by taking that apron off,” I said, nodding at it. I decided little steps towards my goal were a better approach.
Jared unfastened it at the front and wound the tassels around his waist, pulling the garment off and setting it on the bar. I could see the tight packet of his cock bulging at the front of his jeans.
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