Just a week ago, Sarah came over to our house. I greeted her and then went to my room, as I always did whenever she came around.
My crush on her was massive.
She's been my mother's best friend since high school and has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. Originally from India, she moved to the United States when she was five. Ultimately, she can be regarded a citizen of the United States as such.
She's beautiful, busty, curvy, has dark brown skin, confident, nice, round with peachy ass.
Sometimes I imagine what it would feel like fucking her from behind.
I overheard both ladies, my mom and her best friend, discussing about ladies' night.
This night marked a time in the lives of women when they embraced freedom from various responsibilities to enjoy themselves. During these occasions, they often gather together, and more often than not, their conversations tend to focus on men.
Ever since my dad died, my mother hasn't been dating. She focused on me and gave me her all.
So I guess it makes sense that Sarah would suggest that. An opportunity for the ladies to get away from the responsibilities of been a mother and wife.
As a teenager, I am overjoyed because I usually have the whole time to myself during these moments.
Then came the day I stood on the balcony, staring at the vast expanse, lost until a voice jolted me back to reality.
"Tony!" I glanced downward and found it was Sarah. She stood beside her car, parked in front of our house.
"Can you tell your mom to come down here" She said.
"Alright", I said but before I left to do as I was told, I noticed something.
From my point of vision I could make out what looked like Sarah's nipples, dark in complexion.
Such a sight.
However, I feigned ignorance and departed. Minutes later, I escorted my mother downstairs to Sarah's car.
As we approached I couldn't look Sarah in the eyes.
I've always been the shy type, weird sometimes too, according to people.
"Oh... he's so cute, I love him" She often said.
I led my mother to the passenger side of the car, opened the door for her and allowed her to enter before I closed the door.
"Be a good boy," she said, love and affection clearly detected in her tone.
"Bye, mom," I replied.
"What a gentleman."
I looked up and it was Sarah. Her smile came with a devouring look in her eyes. The energy was different, like that of a predator looking at its prey.
I was utterly captivated, unable to avert my gaze, as she retrieved her dark-tinted sunglasses, donned them, and stepped into the car before they drove away.
I thought to myself as I walked to my room, 'What was that look just now?'
***
As teenagers, we really have nothing much to do besides masturbating to porn or playing video games, eating or sleeping.
My favorite video game was GTA. I couldn't wait to complete the latest version, GTA 6. So, I grabbed my laptop and started playing while chatting with my online friends.
Just over an hour later, I received a notification. I glanced at my phone, and it was Sarah; I felt my heart sink.
"Why?"
I felt uneasy but managed to get myself back into the game, although I wasn't as focused. My online buddies noticed and called me out, saying, "Hey, you need to focus."
"Sorry guy, but I have to go," I said to them, imagining the disappointment.
I picked up my phone and continued staring right into it in anticipation. 'Did she notice or get any meaning from the look I had given her?' But after much thought, I decided, "fuck it."
My hands clicked on the notification to open the chat and read Sarah's message.
"Did you like what you saw?"
Shocked by the message, my hands developed a mind of their own, and within seconds, I typed "maybe" and sent it.
That must have been Sarah's motive. Been the confident type, she shot a picture of herself, revealing her cleavage and accompanied the snap with the text, "ENJOY."
"Oh. My. God!" I shouted to myself.
There was more response to that than you could imagine, I was harder than I've ever been, my cock was so hard it hurts. I ran to the bathroom, took some liquid soap to my right hand and began wanking my cock with my phone on my left imaging what it would be like to cum on her tits and face.
The moment felt like forever, but finally, I won. Shooting ropes of cum all over my phone screen.
But, that didn't give me enough satisfaction. I was still horny, and was about to go for the second nut when I received a call from my mom.
To be honest, it annoyed me because it was an interruption in my most cherished moment, but I answered the call anyway.
"What?!" the tone I used was not supposed, and caused silence. Realizing how offensive it was, I apologized, "I am sorry."
In her infinite calmness, she easily agreed with my apology. She, however, instructed that I gather my dirty clothes and take them to the laundry room to make things easier for her when she gets home.
I responded to her request, and asked when she would be returning home because I was already hungry and she said soon.
"But, you can heat up the left over spaghetti for dinner, and await my return," she added.
I did just that. Ate my dinner and as an early nighter, I went to bed around 10 p.m.
Yes, I called myself an early nighter because there were my friends who stayed awake until 2 a.m. What they did awake was not of concern to me. I had my own time during the day, so, they might probably be having their own time.
I slept for a couple of hours before waking up to the relentless beeping of my phone, which was beside my head as I lay on the bed.
What confused me was that there beep sound was that of my chat alert sound. 'Who should probably be wanting to chat me by this time of the night?'
The answer won't just come to me if I didn't pick up my phone, so I did. And got shocked.
[You have successfully activated the Horny System. Congratulations.]
[You performed a great feat, by feeling horny for the second time, immediately after producing sperm— you're a gene.]
[*Reward:* You have been granted access to satisfy your craving using any beautiful lady you wish to.]
[*Condition:* You must work hard to seduce these ladies, YOURSELF.]
I was still trying to comprehend what the message was about, when another notification dropped down. As quick as it dropped, my hand clicked on it to open.
[Rewards will be granted to you upon completion of each satisfaction.]
[Money will be made. Solely depends on your ability to satisfy any beauty you approach.]
[You may get on with your first task.]
'My first task?'
Just then, I remembered that in as much as my phone beep sounds were disturbing, I had woken in order to visit the toilet because I was pressed.
That was when my sight behold what I couldn't believe.