My mom pimped me out

My mom's best friend is a woman she used to work with. They've been best friends for over 30 years. Julie, mom's friend, is incredibly beautiful. At 58 she still turns a lot of heads. She's been married and divorced twice, and it was after her first divorce, 20some years ago, that this happened and I was of the legal age of 17.

Ever since I hit puberty I always had thoughts about Julie. I loved it when she'd come over to our house. I loved it even more when I'd get to spend a few minutes alone with her. Many nights I laid in my bed, my mind filled with thoughts and fantasies of her. I had more orgasms than I can count thinking about her face, her breasts, her lips, her body. I did my best to try to hide my fascination and lust, and I did a pretty good job, but not good enough.

One evening my mom came home from work and told me that Julie had asked if she could borrow me on Saturday? She was going to repaint two rooms in her house and wanted to know if I'd be willing to give her a hand. I asked my mom if she was going to help to but she said she was not. She had errands to run and shopping to do so if I agreed, she'd drop me off at Julie's house then pick me up when she was finished or whenever I called to tell her to come get me. Of course, I said yes.

Julie met us at the door wearing jeans and a t-shirt. After a few minutes visiting my mom left and Julie said she was going to change into some work clothes so we could get busy. She told me which room we were going to start in, so I went there to wait. A few minutes later she walked in wearing short, loose gym shorts and a cropped t-shirt that hung just a couple inches below her breasts, with no bra. I tried my best not to stare and hoped that my now hard cock wasn't obvious. She got the ladder in position to cut in the top of the walls and had me standing just to the side and slightly behind her so that I could hand her things, if needed, and to be there if she started to fall. I was so close I could tell that she wasn't wearing any panties and, when she'd stretch a little to paint the wall/ceiling juncture, I could look right up under her t-shirt and see those breasts I'd fantasized about touching, sucking, even cumming on.

It took about a half hour for her to finish cutting the ceiling in then she gave me another brush and asked me to help her cut in around the windows and doors. We made small talk as we did so and I was doing my best to do a good job, but also to look at her as much as I could. At the time, I didn't know she knew what she was doing when she'd bend over in front of me giving me a perfect view of her tits. Or bend over and give me a perfect view of her ass. It became apparent after we finished the room, washed up and decided to take a break before starting on the next room.

She made some coffee and suggested we sit at the kitchen table. There was small talk while the coffee maker was going. When it finished she got up and got a couple of cups. The coffee maker was behind me and I we talked as she poured it into the cups. Then I felt her hands on my shoulders, and then her arms as she hugged me from behind and thanked me for coming over to help. She told me that it was nice to have a "man" around the house to help with things like that. Then she kissed my cheek and told me that I was doing such a good job that she may have other things around the house that she needed my help with. I was uncomfortable but also excited mentally, emotionally, and sexually. When I asked her what other things, she started kissing my neck and told me, "Oh, just things that only a man can do" as she slid her hand down my stomach, stopping just short of my jeans. I turned the chair sideways to the table and she moved over in front of me, her hands on my shoulders, her breasts just inches from my face. That's when I got bold and reached up under her shirt and covered one of her tits with my hand, I could feel her hard nipple pressing against my palm. I looked up at her and asked, "Things like this?" She smiled down at me and said, "Yes, and more." That's all it took for me to get very into the moment. I pushed her top up, pulled her closer to me and begin to kiss and suck her breasts. I slid my hand up between her legs and felt the warmth of her pussy through the gym shorts she was wearing. She moaned and sighed softly as my mouth explored her breasts and my hand rubbed her pussy through those shorts. I pulled my hand out from between her legs then used it to push the shorts down. At that point she stopped me and said that it might be more comfortable in her bedroom. Then she took my hand and led me down the hall to her room. She closed the door behind us, then watched me as I watched her take the shorts and the top off. My God, she was more beautiful than I'd ever imagined. She came over to me and we kissed, hot and heavy. As we were doing so she reached down and opened my jeans, pushed them and my underwear down, then started stroking me. We stopped long enough for me to get completely undressed. We laid down on the bed together and began to kiss and touch each other. She moved down and over me then took me into her mouth and started to slowly lick and suck me while gently rubbing my balls. I started to feel an orgasm building immediately. I didn't want to cum, but there wasn't anything I could do to stop it. I told her she was going to make me cum and she said, "Good, that's exactly what I want to do." I came almost immediately and she held me in her mouth until I was completely finished. Then she laid down next to me, her hand stroking my still half hard cock. We kissed and touched and it didn't take but a few minutes for me to be completely hard again. Then she asked me if I would "go down" on her. I had fantasized about eating her so many times that I didn't even answer. I got up and went to the end of the bed, then pulled her close to the edge, knelt down and buried my face in that pussy I'd fantasized about so many times. I'd seen plenty of videos so I reached up and played with her breasts and nipples while thinking about everything I'd seen and read about eating pussy. All of that knowledge paid off because pretty quickly she started moaning, sighing, moving, holding my head and watching and tell me not to stop. I felt her body shake and tremble, listened to her sounds of pleasure. My cock was dripping so much it was leaving a tiny puddle on the floor. As soon as she finished I moved between her legs and was going to enter her when she said, "Do me doggy" as she was getting on to her stomach and on her hands and knees. I moved in behind her and slid my cock into her warm, soft and very wet pussy. The thought crossed my mind that not only was I losing my virginity, I was losing it to Julie; a woman I had fantasized about probably 1,000's of times. I was holding her hips, thrusting in and out of her slow and easy, then faster and harder, then slow again, over and over and over. I started hitting her pretty hard and kept going faster and harder after she told me not to stop and was saying things like, "OMG Yes, Fuck me. Oh God, don't stop!"

I could feel her pussy contracting around me as she had another orgasm. By now, after some 20 minutes of non-stop fucking, I was feeling another orgasm starting to build. I told her I was going to cum soon and as I started to ask her if I could cum inside of her she interrupted me and said, "I want you to cum inside me. It's been so long since I've felt a man cum in me." That's all she needed to say. My cock go so much harder that it ached. That was following by the feeling of my body getting ready to begin pumping my cum into her. I pushed in deep and felt several streams of cum race through and out of me and into her. We laid there next to each other for several minutes then she asked me if I enjoyed myself. I assured her that I did then confessed to her that I had fantasized about her since I was around 13 years old. She asked me if she had lived up to my dreams. I told her it was so much better than anything I'd ever imagined. She told me we could do it again, if I wanted to, AFTER we painted the other room. I worked fast to help get that room finished. lol.....

I called my mom and she picked me up. Julie walked out to the car with me and told my mom that I was a great help and thanked us both for me being there. Then she looked at my mom and said, "He gave me the exact help I needed." On the way home my mom asked me how the day had gone and if anything exciting happened. Of course I lied and told her that we just painted two rooms and had lunch. She just looked at me and had this weird little smile on her face. Like she knew something that I didn't, and she did, I just didn't know that until later.

Later that evening I heard my mom on the phone in her room with the door closed and it was obvious that she was talking to Julie. I heard her say, "I'm glad you enjoyed it. Yes, yes. No, I'm fine with it. We've been best friends for years and he's old enough. Besides, I'd rather have him learn those things from you rather than some woman or girl that I don't know. Hang on, let me ask him." I moved away from her door just as she called out to me. I waited a couple of seconds then replied. She told me that she was on the phone with Julie and she wanted to know if I was free to come over and help her move the furniture back into the rooms we'd just painted them move some furniture out of another room because she wanted to paint it too. I told my mom I'd be glad to help.

That night I laid in my bed thinking about the day I'd had and the one I was going to have tomorrow. What did kind of freak me out is that my own mom loaned me out as a sex toy to her best friend. To me that was kind of weird, but I was okay with it.

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