I was 19 years old, and it was the first year after completing school. My best friend was dating this girl for quite some time. The girl was living with her mother who had divorced. Her mother’s name was Bernice. Bernice’s house became our frequent weekend hangout as she allowed us to have parties at her house and she allowed the young people to share rooms with their girlfriends and such. On Sundays, she would also cook the most delicious Sunday lunches for all the hungover people still in her house at that time.

Parties at her house would always be people pitching in the evening and we would drink, dance, barbeque, and couples would slip away to rooms. After the party, there would be couples all over the house doing their thing and people would be sleeping all over the house. On nights that I didn’t hook up with anybody, I would sleep in the living room, often with a few couples trying to do their ‘thing’ quietly under blankets in the living room as well.

Bernice was a very good looking woman, but she didn’t carry herself as the ‘hot mom’. She had short black hair that was going grey and she had blue eyes. She was a typical ‘mom’ who dressed her age and carried herself with dignity. She was a mom figure to most of the people who frequented the parties at her house. She didn’t join in our partying, but she was always there, often talking to whoever had heartache or making sure everybody had something to eat, or helping those who got drunk and got sick. She took care of everybody, but never got in our way. Her room was also always off-limits and the kids at the parties always respected that. We didn’t want to do anything to make her stop us from using her house as our part venue.

After one particular part, I was lying in the living room. I was sharing the living room with 2 couples and the other rooms in the house were also occupied with couples. Both couples were ‘busy’ under their blankets and I was trying my best to fall asleep. At one stage the kitchen light went on and I could see Bernice getting herself a glass of water. She was in her nightgown. She noticed that I was still awake and also noticed that the couples I was sharing the living room with were also still awake, because of the movements and sounds from under the blanket. After getting herself a glass of water, she turned off the kitchen light.

Shortly after the light went off I felt someone tapping me on the shoulder. I looked up and it was Bernice. She gestured with her head that I should follow her.

I followed her to her room and she closed the door behind us. She whispered to me that it must have been awkward for me in the living room and she said that I was welcome to share her bed, but she also said that I shouldn’t expect any ‘funny stuff’. She said she would wake me up early enough to go back to the living room so that we don’t arouse any suspicion.

We got into bed laying with our backs to each other. After about 15 minutes I felt her turn around. A little later I felt her hand on my hip. I thought she was asleep and thought nothing of it. Then her hand moved to my penis. Pretending I was asleep, I turned on my back. Her hand then started rubbing my fast-growing rod. Still, I didn’t react. She then slipped her hand into my pants and gripped my penis that was by now nearly fully erect. I then turned towards her and saw her eyes looking straight at mine. I started touching her breasts. She wasn’t fat, but she also wasn’t skinny. Her breasts were quite large. At least a D-cup. We still didn’t say a word to each other, but she pulled me on top of her and we started kissing. I pulled up her nightgown and slipped my hand into her panties. She was hairy down there and she was wet, wet, wet.

She started moaning as I rubbed her clitoris and slipped a finger into her wet vagina. She started pulling my pants down and I removed her panties. I removed my pants and got on top of her again and entered her. I still had my t-shirt on and she had her nightgown on. I moved in her and she was trying hard to stifle her moans. She pressed her fingernails into my back and bit me on the shoulder as she climaxed a while later. I came inside her a few moments after she climaxed. When I wanted to get off her, she clung to me and started kissing me passionately. After a few moments, I felt my penis growing again. I started moving inside her again and after a while, she turned me over and mounted me. This time she took off her nightgown and she removed my shirt. She lay on me as she rode me, her large, soft breasts and hard nipples moving up and down my chest.

We still did not speak up until this point. After a while, she got off me and mounted me reverse cowgirl style. Her moans indicated to me that she was nearing climax again. This time her fingernails dug into my thighs and her thrusts became harder as she climaxed again. This time we climaxed at almost the same time and again I came deep inside her. She got off and fell down beside me on the be,d panting hard. She took my face in her hands and again kissed me passionately. Then only did she speak the first time since I lay down beside her. She whispered to me “Thank you! I really, really needed that.”.

We fell asleep in each other’s arms and I got up early and went to the living room before anybody else woke up. The next morning we acted as if nothing happened, but she was very cheerful at breakfast. Her daughter even asked her why she was in such a good mood. Our eyes met and she winked at me before flashing me a big smile.

We hooked up three times in the same manner in the following months. To this day I haven’t had a blowjob like the ones Bernice gave. She also cooked the most delicious mutton chops every Sunday. She eventually started dating my friend’s boss and they got married. My friend married her daughter.

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