That was three horny moms we found out of the thirteen team moms. I stopped dead in my tracks and stared, my jaw hanging down.
And it was still early in the baseball season, and the summer. But the shirt was tight and clinging enough that I kept looking at her big tits whenever she walked through the family room. She was a big woman, taller than me, and broad shouldered. There she was, her big white tits right there, capped by large dark areolas and fat nipples. I paused, and then replied 'Yeah." "Do you want to see more?
I sat on Mike's desk chair, my heart beating rapidly. Then I heard Coach Miles' wife walking down the hall toward me. She stood about two feet in front of me, and stood over me as I sat in the chair. There were some imperfections on her, but I didn't care. She wrapped her bare thighs around me, rested her warm ass on my bare legs, and thrust her chest forward. I reached up, and planted both of my palms on her naked tits, which were inches from my face.
This was a grown woman, completely naked except for some big white round earrings, and she was posing for me. I groped her heavy melons firmly as she put her arms on my shoulders.
I lifted my butt up off the chair, and the big strong woman yanked my shorts and boxers down to my knees, and then tugged them down to my ankles. I could see lines in her face I'd never noted before, as she appeared to be in pain. " With almost no warning even to myself, I lost control, and gushed a load of sperm into Mrs. I arched up and let her have numerous other spurts. Miles began to shudder and shake on top of me, like she was having a seizure. Miles slowed her thrusting, until she finally collapsed on me.
She wrapped her long fingers around my hard cock, and stroked it rapidly, while I continued kissing her and fondling her tit with my left hand. Then she clamped her big thighs around me in a vice-like grip, and groaned. Her body shook all over me, and I thought she was going to throw me off of the chair. I felt her dead weight on my lap and on my shoulders as she panted heavily.
However, that didn't stop me from finding females to ogle, for I didn't have any problem checking out my teammates' moms. Some were hot, absolutely, like Chris and Pete's moms, both slender blondes with smoking bodies. If HE was willing to admit that he enjoyed looking up this woman's skirt, I felt better about my own lust for her. Miles' panties, Eric turned to Pete, sitting on his other side, and pointed the show out to him. Miles, Eric said, "I think she's doing it on purpose. Miles had spread her knees apart wider, and she was looking right at us. Miles was now engaged in a conversation with Kip's mom, Mrs. She looked younger than most of the moms, but her shoulder-length straight brown hair had some visible strands of gray. Deil, she crossed her arms, grabbed the bottom of her tank top, and began pulling it up. Eric and Pete heard me, and looked back just in time to see Mrs.
I was pretty sure that it was deliberate, but if it was, I figured that it was likely for Eric's benefit, who was so popular with girls. But today, I immediately caught a different vibe from Mrs. I can't explain it, just a look, and something in her voice when she said, "Hello, Don," with a little smile. Coach Miles said that he was gong to go move a pile of mulch that was sitting in the driveway. I expected her to jump and cover or squeal or something. Miles untied her robe, and opened it up to show her big tits and hairy bush again.
He went outside, and I could hear his shovel scraping against the sidewalk, then his wheel barrel moving about the yard. I sauntered down the hall towards Mike's bedroom, which I'd spent plenty of time in over the years. As I passed Mike's parents' bedroom, the door was wide open, and I glanced inside to my right. But she just stood there, clutching her white panties in one hand, and her other hand on her hip. She quickly slid the garment off of her shoulders, and dropped it behind her on the carpet. My eyes darted from her pussy to her tits, taking them in, inspecting them.
Mike and I were talking in the living room, when I heard his mom calling from down the hall. " "Mom, I'll do it after practice, Don's here now," replied Mike. Don can go play video games in your room for a half hour," said Mrs. After a little more arguing, Mike gave up the fight, and went out the side door to mow the lawn. Finally I broke off my stare, and stumbled my way down the hall to Mike's room. I couldn't get those big tits and big areolas and long public hairs out of my mind. I could hear Mike's lawn mower outside, as well as Coach Miles scraping the shovel. Miles entered the room, now wearing a short white robe, tied in the front. Her tits did slope down a little, but they were so big, and just inches away. She spread her legs, moved forward, and lowered her bare bottom onto my lap.
She was a bit of a fireplug; shorter than most of the moms.
I wouldn't call her slender, she had a little meat on her, but she looked like she worked out.