Life Imitating Porn: Journey to the Center of Mrs. Worth

The perfect title to start off my "Life Imitating Porn" stories, as it's actually about a Mrs. Worth.

Here's the low down on Cheryl Worth, same name as my mom, kinda creepy lol. Anyway, Mrs. Worth's son, Jake, and I have been friends since 4th or 5th grade. She's a sexy 40-something mother of two (Jake and his older sister). She's about 5'8" about 130 or so, giant boobs, and a brunette. Up until one night she's always just been the mother of a friend, nothing more.

In mature porn the Friend, on his first summer break after freshman college, knocks on his friend's parents' door and his friend is always working, or at a store, or just not there oddly enough. But luckily enough, his mom opens the door. The friend asks where Bobby is, but he's not here, but, knowing the friend from all those times he spent the night, invites the friend in. They start talking about her son and his friendship, then it goes to college talk, and then the cliche line "You must have all the girls after you." A little nervous, and bad, acting about the description of their sex lives, next thing you know the MILF has her hand in the pants of the friend. Add the cliche lines "My, my, you've definitely grown into a handsome man," and "Don't worry, I won't tell Bobby if you won't." Then 30 minutes, and a money shot, later the scene ends with "I can't believe I banged my friend's mom!"

My experience with my friend's mom didn't happen that smoothly. Mrs. Worth (I'll call her that from now on since she and my mom share a first name and I find it kinda creepy lol) wasn't the only friend's mom I've been with, but she was one of the best. It started the weekend after me and Jake finished high school. I've been with plenty of girls by that time, so I knew what to do. But being with the mom of a friend makes you forget just about anything.

So, graduation weekend me and Jake went out, did a little partying, struck out with some college girls and decided to sober up at his house since we were in no condition to drive, even though I left my car at his house anyway. Mr. and Mrs Worth have had plenty of marital problems, so it wasn't a shock to see Mrs. Worth still awake at 2:30 in the morning crying at the kitchen table. She wiped her tears and acted as if nothing was wrong while me and Jake went to his room to play some video games. I'm not a huge drinker, especially not at 18, so I was just a little buzzed. Jake, however, was hammered like a railroad spike. Within 10 minutes of the game we were playing Jake passed out. It was a fighting video game, one of the Mortal Kombats I believe, so he left me to kick his player's ass two straight rounds. Hey, it counts as bragging rights. I played a solo game for another 10 minutes or so and decided it was rather lame to have a sleep over at 18,, so I headed home.

I walked passed Mrs Worth as she was wiping more tears from her eyes. I didn't want to be an ass and just say "Bye Mrs Worth" so I asked her what was wrong. She told me how she and her husband hand a big fight over some financial debt they owed, and Mr. Worth left to stay at his brother's for the night. Mr. Worth always seemed like an asshole. One of those guys who comes home pissed about his job and yells at his family for it.

Anyway, I'm sitting there, and like I've mentioned before, I get hard-ons very, very easily. And staring at Mrs. Worth's hard nipples through her night gown wasn't gonna stop it. So I'm sitting there, across a short table from my friend's mom with a nine inch hard-on, easily visible if she looked under the table. I needed a way out, some how that she wouldn't notice.

I said I should get going. But I was not willing to stand up at the moment. So there was the awkward silence. Me sitting there after saying I was leaving, her looking at me still sitting there. She got up to pour herself some coffee. With her back turned I got up and asked if I could use her bathroom. Proving I'm an idiot when I should have left the house all together. But Mrs. Worth has a habit of hugging people before they leave, so, it may have been a smart move. Turns out it wasn't.

I got in the bathroom, unzipped my pants, and took my dick out to get some penile relief. I had a hard on, and my hard on's last for hours if not taken care of. So I figured the best bet was to jack off in the toilet, let it go down, and leave. I start masturbating standing in front of the toilet. I started concentrating on the upcoming orgasm. You know how that is. You're so determined to get to O-topia that you close your eyes and concentrate as hard as you can. Trying to will the orgasm out of ya, those are the times it seems that it takes too long to finish.

I heard footsteps in the hall so I stopped, listened, and when they were gone I kept going. a minute or two later the foot steps came back down the hall so I figured that it was just Mrs Worth passing through again. Wrong. It was Mrs. Worth, but she wasn't just walking down the hall. I heard "That boy always leaves the light on." And I turn, and it was too late.

What do you say to your friend's mom who just walked into her bathroom and saw you jerking off in front of the toilet? There's really nothing good to say. I shouted an expletive, apologized, and when I realized I was still standing there with my dick in my hand, I tried to stuff it back in my pants. She apologized too, saying she should have knocked first. She stared at my dick the entire time. She backed out of the bathroom and told me to go ahead and finish. Finish? Now?

I tried to, but the shock of her catching me made it harder to reach the promised land. About ten minutes later I hear "Are you done in there? Are you OK?" I grunted that I was fine, but it could take awhile. I heard her giggle behind the door. Five minutes later, I was bracing my self on the near by sink and knocked over a bottle of mouth wash. Mrs Worth asked again if I was ok." And I figured I'd just give up and go home with an even more unsatisfied penis.

I got out of the bathroom and she was waiting. She asked "All done?" I said I just gave up, saying that it would take another 20-30 minutes to finish, that I'd just do it at home. She had a rather sad look on her face like she ruined all my fun. I went back downstairs and out the door. I was just about to get in the car when I heard Mrs Worth yell my name. She ran out and apologized for barging in on me, like people should be masturbating in other people's houses.

She smiled, rubbed her finger across my stomach, and said the words that every 18 year old guy wished they could hear on a daily basis "Did you want me to help you out?"

My jaw dropped, I said something about Jake being in the house, she suggested we do it in the car then. We got in the backseat of the car and she went right after my belt. She was obviously more nervous than she wanted me to believe, because she started rambling about how she isn't normally like this, she and her husband haven't had sex in months, how my dick was the biggest she's seen, how her husband is only 4 inches hard, not to tell Jake anything, among whatever else she could say in the short amount of time it took to take my pants off.

She started off with hand job, still marveling as if it was the first penis she ever saw. But it didn't take her long to want more. So in the backseat of my car, me and Mrs. Worth banged until, literally, the sun came up. She rambled on about the littlest things for half the session, turns out I was only the third guy she's been with at that time. Me, her husband, and her boyfriend once, back when she was in high school. It ended with a good night/morning kiss, and a promise that neither of us would tell anyone.

She also said it was just a "one time deal." That we were just taking care of each other's needs and our needs were met, end of transaction.

Well, apparently, once wasn't enough, as we've hooked up 4 times since then. Once more while she was married, and three times after her husband filed for divorce and got his wish. I haven't seen her in about 5 months, I'm pretty sure she's dating someone now. And yes, Jake found out about me and his mom. Me and Jake aren't exactly as close as we used to be, but, the last time we talked he said that it wasn't that big of a deal anymore.

If that's not porn worthy, I dunno what is.