Boys will be boys even as they get older.

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E006

I was in my room, contemplating life and how good it was right now.
My mum knocked on my door and asked if she could come in.

She asked if I was ok, as it was unusual for me to be home in daylight.

My mum, Heather was a kind understanding person and while we didn’t have a really close mother daughter relationship, she was still a loving, caring person.

She sat next to me and asked if everything was ok, that I seemed different the past few days.

“I’m fine mum, I’m just in a good mood,”

“It’s so good to see you so happy, so do you want to tell me who’s making you so happy,”

My mouth dropped.
“Umm, what do you mean, no one really I’m just happy.” She gave me a look, not an angry look, not a sad look, just ‘a look’s

She put her hand on my thigh and I flinched.
“Sweety, you forget that I was 14 once, and I’m your mother, we know when our daughter’s change and, well, we have a good idea why they change.”

“Mum, I haven’t done anything honest,” I tried to sound convincing, but I also couldn’t look her in the eyes.

“Ok, well I’d be really disappointed if you came home and said you were pregnant.”

“Muuuum, stop.”

“Let me finish, sweety I was 15 when I got pregnant remember, I honestly understand, so I was going to suggest we go see a Dr and get you on birth control, just incase something does happen.”
I was stunned. I looked into her eyes and burst into tears, and hugged her. I was so emotional, and a little confused.
I didn’t want to admit anything to my mum, but going on the pill seemed such a great idea.

“I don’t need …” Mum cut me off.

“Sweety, when you’re a mum, years from now hopefully and you have a daughter, believe me, you’ll know when the time is right, and it’s quite normal to do, well stuff and I want you to be safe, can you see how your father would react if you told him you were pregnant,” she said hugging me tight and she was right, he’d certainly loose his shit.

“Ok mum, but….” she cut me off again, putting her finger on my lips.

“I’d rather you not say anything than lye to me,” she said, kissing my forehead as she got up, “I’ll make an appointment to see the Dr soon, I love you sweety.”

“I love you too mum.” I said as she closed the door behind her, giving me a wink as she left.

I was in shock. I don’t know how I’d made it obvious, I didn’t think I had done anything different than normal, besides staying home the last couple of days, and I honest didn’t expect that reaction from my mum.

I went for a shower, and when I came out mum was walking towards me, “we have an appointment tomorrow afternoon at 2, so I’ll come pick you up from school at lunchtime,” she said smiling, putting her hand on my arm, like she was reassuring me that everything was fine.

I was shitting bricks, what if the Dr asked if I’d lost my virginity, would he have to examine me. Oh god my head was now spinning with panic.

I got changed into my nighty and put on my dressing gown when mum called out for dinner.

I didn’t know if she’d told dad or my brother’s or sisters about me going on the pill and I felt so anxious eating dinner. Now I knew I was acting differently, my oldest sister asked if I was ok, that I didn’t seem as cheerful as I usually was.

“She’s got tummy trouble so I’ve made a Dr appointment tomorrow.” Mum said, smiling at me. Nothing more was said and when dinner was over I went to bed.

Mum kept me home from school the next day, which was good, and to my delight the Dr was awesome, no examination needed and no questions I’d feel awkward answering with my mum there.
I took my first pill and I had to wait a week before it would be effective.
I chose not to go out the entire week, and mum and I actually spent time together when she wasn’t at work, which was so good for us.

It was eight days since I started birth control that I went to visit Brad. To my surprise he wasn’t home, but his grandfather was.
I knocked on the door and an old man answered it.

I asked if Brad was home and he said he was working until 7, and introduced himself and told me he was fixing an old table they’d picked up for free and he invited me in.
His name was Don, and I think he was about 60 years old, and a retired mechanic, and he looked like your typical older mechanic, but of a beard, silvery hair and a good sized belly.
He said he helped Brad do up old furniture for his flat.
We sat on the old couch and asked how I knew Brad. Oh fuck, now what was I going to say.
He could see I was hesitant in answering him.
“It doesn’t matter, as long as he doesn’t owe you any money,” he joked.

“We met through another of his friends Dwayne,” was the best I could come up with. I saw a look on Don’s face that changed.

“Ohh, him, be careful of that one, he isn’t like my Brad.”
I didn’t ask him why or anything else, and to be honest I was more interested in being friends with his grandson over Dwayne anyway.

Now I’d come over to see Brad purely to see if we could have sex and had dressed accordingly, short skirt, and I had licking wore panties, and a tight t shirt with no bra, which it was obvious that Don had noticed as I’d caught him looking at my boobs a few times.
I felt a bit of a thrill seeing him looking at me and to be honest, he was making me feel hornier than I already was.  I decided to flirt a little with him, since Brad was going to be home later and I would have to be home by that time.

“I see you like the shirt I’m wearing, it’s really pretty with little flowers on it,” I said shifting my body around to give him a better look.
What he said next shocked me,

“I like how tight it is and what’s under it than the shirt actually.” he said smiling.

I smiled back, “maybe I should take it off so you can see more clearly.” I didn’t wait for an answer, I lifted it over my head exposing my firm young titties.

“They look lovely, would you mind if I feel them?” My god, he sounds just like Brad.

“I think I’d like that,” I was now feeling very naughty.

“Come sit closer to me sweety, let me have a feel ot the lovely chest puppies.”

I pulled my hair back and put my hair in a hairband I had on my wrist.

The old man rubbed my nipples with his thumbs and it sent shivers down my body.

“Mmm that’s nice Don, you can suck them if you want to,” I said, giving him permission to play.

“Would you mind if I take my shorts off, my cocks feeling a little trapped right now.”
I just giggled and nodded.

He was quickly dropping his shorts freeing his thick wrinkly cock. It wasn’t bigger than Brad’s but it certainly was much thicker but it wasn’t hard yet, but I’m sure we could get it there.

“I think one of us is overdressed.” He smirked. I took the hint, stood up and as seductively as I could, I pushed my skirt and pants off, giving my hips a good wiggle as I did, bending down with my bum towards him, as I looked over my shoulder and winked at him.

“Oh my god you do know how to make an old man happy.”

“I hope you can make me happy as well.” I could hardly believe what I was saying, but we both were enjoying the game.

He had me sit on the couch and he sat on the floor in front of me, pushing my legs wide, his tongue licked me from my bum hole to my clit, I let out a long moan,
“Fuck your tongue feels good Don,”

He did the same starting at my brown hole and right up to my clit several times, then he pushed a finger inside my cunt, I gasped and moaned softly, as he started fingering my hole, his tongue now dancing around my bum hole, which I actually liked. He was hooking his finger inside my pussy and he found my g spot making me shout, “OHHHHH GOD YES,” he knew he’d found that little rough patch that made me see stars.

His other hand found my left boob, the way he squeezed it was rough but it felt good, he pinched my nipple and rolled it between his thumb and finger, it was hurting but felt good too.

He shifted his tongue from my bum to my clit and I twitched my body hard against his mouth.
I felt my cunt starting to quiver as it clamped down on his finger.

“I’m cumming Don, ohhhhh fuuuuckkk,” and my body shook all over, my hips spasming as my girly cum started leaking out of me.

“Oh fuck you taste so wonderful,” he said as he lapped up my cum like a puppy.

“Fuck me Don, I want you big thick cock inside my cunt.”
He grabbed a cushion and put under my bum, lifting it high, grabbed my legs resting them on his shoulders and pushed his thick cock inside me in one big push.

“Ohhhh fuck, it’s too big, I can’t take it all, it’s hurting don, don’t go any deeper,” I begged him.

“It’ll fit sweety, just relax, you came here to be fucked and that’s what you’re going to get you little slut,”

He was right, I did come to fuck, but I wasn’t expecting this.
I did relax and he started slowly fucking me, his cock going further inside me each push until I could feel his balls touching my bum. He started thrusting harder and I was now fucking him, lifting my hips to meet his,

“Yess Don, yes ohhhh god yes fuck me I am a slut and your cock feels so good ohhhh fuck it’s so big, aaaahhhh fuck yessss.”

The old man was swaying his hips pounding me hard, lifting my legs and pulling them hard against his body.

“Aaaahhhh fuck I’m going to cum, can I cum in you?”

“Yes, yes cum in me I’m on birth control,” I announced proudly.

I felt his cum, and as soon as he cum his cock went soft.

He lowered my legs and I lay there, I did cum but it wasn’t as good as I had hoped.

“I haven’t been anywhere near a female since my wife died 5 years ago, thank you sweetheart, you’ve made this old man a very happy man.” I almost cried, I’m glad I could do that for him, even though I didn’t get as much out of it as he did, I felt glad to give him some pleasure.

I grabbed his cock and I started to lick it to clean him up, and hoped he’d get hard again. I could hardly fit even his soft cock in my mouth but after giving him the best head job I could, there was no sign of it getting hard again.

He offered to eat my cunt again, but I decided to get dressed and head home.
I was happy to have his cum leaking out of me as I walked the few kilometres home.

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