Southern Hospitality Ch. 02

Laura felt herself lifted lazily from the arms of sleep, her body relaxed and floating on a small cloud of pleasure, her mind filled with images, sensations, not pulled from whatever dream she had just been having but instead, memories, memories from the night before. Memories of Ash under her, moaning her name, memories of them fucking like she was back in highschool again.

As consciousness seeped more and more into Laura's mind she stretched her arms out in the bed around her, feeling the silky warmth of the bed where her arms brushed and felt the coolness of the sheets from where she hadn't been wrapped up in them, another wave of pleasure crept over her, she must have been dreaming about something nice to wake up with such eager wood tenting the sheets.

"Mm..."

Laura furrowed her brow lightly as the pleasure continued to wash against her, confused in her moments between sleep and being fully awake as she writhed between the sheets... That feeling, skin against skin... Hadn't been her, had it?...

One of her arms slid down over her soft form, feeling the flesh of her body under her questing fingertips as they pressed down her skin, "A-ah..." she raised the hand and it drew near to her waist and felt soft hair... Her fingers delicately gripping it, feeling it move down then up under her hand, in rhythm with the pleasure that welcomed her to the land of the living.

Using her other hand she lifted the sheets up, eyes blinking wearily as she looked down through the tented sheets, over the swell of her breasts and the smoothness of her stomach to the two cute eyes looking up at her, like a doe caught in the headlights.

Ash, looked up at her, gaze playful, his plush lips wrapped around her cock, rolling them slowly up and down her length, his tongue swirling around her, his cheeks caved in around the sensitive tip as he sucked, her hand now tangled in his hair.

Laura let the sheets fall back down, obscuring him, both her hands moving to gently cradle his head, encouraging him. She looked up wearily towards the ceiling at nothing in particular, when had she last been woken up by anything this wonderful? Had she ever? She couldn't think of a time when it had been this perfect.

Laying in the comfort of her own bed, roused from sleep in the splendour of her own room by a teenage lover eagerly working her shaft. This was every fantasy she had ever had rolled into one.

"Ooh... Oh, my gods Ash... You ah... You really know how to spoil a woman..." she said in a low drall, feeling his mouth work her cock a little more eager, just how long had he been teasingly working at her cock for before she woke up? She felt like she was about to burst.

She wanted to take him, take him as she had the night before, but this was such an idyllic way to wake up, so contrasting to the night before. She wouldn't dare let this chance of a memory slip from her.

So she simply lay back, reclining, her hands resting on his head as he did all the work, her breathe slowly picking up in pace as she was fully aroused, each exhale dragging a luxuriant moan from her own full lips.

Until last night Ash had never been with a woman, and while Laura wasn't the typical partner a boy his age should be chasing, what with the unlikely age gap and the even more unlikely addition she wielded, the full package had become irresistible to him. While he had been anxious and timid of what she lured him in with just the night previous, he couldn't deny the vivacity with which he had thrown himself at her once those fears were let go of.

He had wanted her as much as she had wanted him, and upon waking next to her still sleeping form had found those awakened desires to have only grown throughout the night. He wanted to experience her, every inch of her in every way he could. To feel what he had felt last night, intimacy with her.

He closed his eyes and focused on his efforts, one hand caressing her soft thigh, the other gripping the base of her shaft, guiding it as he did his best to bring her to the heights of pleasure she had introduced him to.

"Fuck..." she breathed softly, unable to sit still, arching her back as she writhed in pleasure. "You're so good at that hun... Yeah, suck it... Mm... Just like... Just like that... Ah..."

Her words and sultry voice encouraged him, all thoughts and feelings of this being wrong long since banished from his mind, though part of him questioned how he would explain his sudden absence overnight to his mom, he didn't want to let such thoughts seep into his mind right now when he had such a vital task to focus on.

Ash raised himself up, holding just the tip between his lips as his tongue swirled around it in a tight motion, knowing from his own experience, that was the place to focus on. He sucked tightly on the tip as his lips stroked and caressed the sensitive head.

Feeling her squirm and wriggle under his efforts made him shiver, feeling her fingers tighten in his hair each time he did something really right... Using that he focused his efforts on those moments, almost living for the pulls and tugs against his hair, the assurance that he was pleasuring a woman as sensual and sumptuous as Laura outweighing any pain she wrought upon him.

"O-oh... Oh god... Ash, i'm gonna... I'm..." she clenched his head harder in his hands, holding him in place, though she was sure he would stay in place regardless of whether or not she held him. She pushed her hips up and pulled his head down, forcing herself deep into his mouth, but not quite into the tightness of his throat, feeling the warmth of him engulf her, still using his tongue, still sucking.

She felt her climax rise, her hard cock pulsing in his mouth as she gasped, a few muffled whimpers all he could muster in response around the girth of her shaft as she came, hot thick cum shooting in bursts into him, each burst filling his mouth with a streak of white heat.

Both his hands now were tight around the base of her shaft, squeezing as if trying to stem the unstoppable flow of her cum. She heard him gulp, biting her full lip in pleasure and lust as she heard the sound of his teenage throat swallowing down her cum, taking what she gave him. The thought of Ash, her best friends son, swallowing her load gave her a guilty pleasure that brought a grin to her lips as she finished inside him.

Her grip lessened but held him still, caressing his hair as she shot the last few strands into his waiting mouth, coating his tongue in her rich taste, sating both of their desires for her pleasure.

Ash swallowed all she gave, feeling the liquid heat pool in his stomach until finally, he felt the flow lessen, her member flagging and starting to shrink in his mouth.

He nursed on the tip, drawing every last drop of seed and spark of pleasure from her that she could muster. As it softened more and more he let it finally fall from his lips, kissing and licking her length in the humid heat of the small tent he had made under the sheets.

He felt her hands move from his hair down his cheeks to gently caress his face, guiding him up towards her. He crawled, cheek pressed to his hand as he felt her soft body under him until finally, he rested, lying on his side, one arm and leg draped across her prone form, his cheek resting on her shoulder.

"Good morning Laura..." he said in a soft, innocent voice, closing his eyes as he breathed in her scent, feeling the warm comfort of her shapely body beneath his own slender form.

She snaked an arm around him, a hand coming to rest possessively on his pliable rear as she settled down, feeling her breath steady as she relaxed with him.

"That was... The best wake up I think I've ever had..." she said with a soft sighing laugh, sinking her fingers into the flesh of his ass as she squeezed him affectionately.

"You deserved it, after what you gave me last night." he smiled back, kissing gently at the silky smoothness of her shoulder.

After what she had given him? She couldn't believe the pleasure she had given him had in any way matched that of her own, but she wasn't going to say such. If he had enjoyed what she had done with him that much, she was only encouraged to do it again...

"Well you sure know how to treat a lady..." she cooed, letting her eyes trail over the resting curve of his body under the sheets, flaring noticeably at his hips. "Mm... I can't wait to introduce you to my niece, she's going to love you..."

He stirred a little, looking up at her, his hair a shock of sexy messy as he bit his lip softly. "I don't know who she is..." he said, his voice apprehensive.

"Well sweetie, she's like me, you know? Cept more your age... Someone you'd want to call your girlfriend. Go out on dates with. You're the perfect match..." Sexually, anyway. She thought they would have more in common besides that, but couldn't be entirely sure.

Ash fell quiet. He could see the appeal, someone like Laura but his age certainly caught his interests. But it wasn't this unnamed woman that had brought out this side to him using her raw attraction and desire. He had given himself, entirely, to Laura. It felt oddly betraying to so easily let himself be passed on by her to a younger model.

"Laura... I... I don't know..." he said gently, hugging himself a little closer to her, hearing her heartbeat in her chest, his ear pressed to her as he rested.

"You're just nervous because you've never met her... At least give her a chance?..." She urged. He may have been the perfect little plaything for her, but her intentions had taken a different turn. She had put so much planning and effort into making him hers, and while the actual chase and catch had been relatively brief, she had gone from wanting to merely slake her lust with him to genuinely caring about his future with his new passions.

She thought she was too old for him, too passed her youthful prime. He needed a young girl like herself who could keep up with him and give him what he both wanted and needed. Even if he didn't really realise it yet.

"I'll give her a chance..." he relented some, but looked up at her, with an almost rueful expression. "...Later, anyway... You know... Once I've finished discovering who I am..."

Laura raised an eyebrow curiously, pursing her lips as she looked down at him. "Meaning what hon?..."

"You know... After someone with a lot more skill and experience has..." he paused, making it up essentially as he went along, stalling her plans to pair him off with her niece, "Had the time to teach me. You know. How to properly... Look after, a girl like you." his expression became a naughty, playful smirk.

Laura felt a blush play on her cheeks at that expression, one that promised many a sinful deed. "...Well... It would be improper to set you out into this new world without... At least the basics... I guess?" she said, a little surprised that he would want more of her and not be quite so eager to switch her for a younger version. Did he not realise she would have a tighter figure, more energy, more stamina?

"Good!... I'll have to go back home at some point today though... I uh... I'll have to think of something to tell my mom..." he said, moving up onto his knees away from her, yawning wide as he stretched his arms out behind him.

"You're no little boy Ash..." she smirked a little, laying on her side as he had, facing him so he could admire the way the bedsheets curved with her body. "Tell her you snuck out to be with a girl and got a little... Carried away."

He looked down at her admiringly, her golden hair splayed out on the pillow, she looked how he would imagine a fertility goddess would, though maybe his opinion was slightly biased, he wouldn't be far from the mark. "Maybe..." he mused a little, "Mm... I'm going to get a water, I'm pretty thirsty... Want anything?..."

"Put the coffee on would you?... I'd kill for a cup..." she smirked a little watching him as he nodded, sliding from the warm embrace of the bed to stand, pulling on his boxer shorts from the night before and padding barefoot to the door.

"Sure Laura..." he smiled and stepped from the room, stretching his arms out, unable to stop himself from glancing back at her laying in bed, causing a little lance of glee to spark through her. She loved it when people looked at her like that, and it felt like it had been forever.

Laura waited a short while after he had left before standing herself, she still felt some of the familiar aches, possibly intensified from her night of passion, the stiffness in her hip which she often got in the morning, the soreness in her lower back. She ran her fingertips gently through her hair, ordering it some as she too padded towards her bathroom.

Ash hummed softly as he made his way to her kitchen, a noticeable spring in his step as he felt the smoothness of her kitchen tiles beneath his feet and the relatively cool air of her house outside her bedroom. The sun was already up, its beams piercing her windows and leaving white streaks across her counter top. He peered out her back window, making sure there was no one around to see him in her kitchen, in only his underwear. Fortunately, her kitchen backed onto her fenced back garden, so he was safe. He found himself smiling in his own reflection of the window.

Laura blinked wearily as she looked at herself in the mirror, seeing her body for what it was, past it's prime, lacking in youth, fuller in figure than she had been. She still had it, she couldn't deny that, but she also couldn't deny the age that settled on her. She sighed softly and picked up her makeup removal wipes. She had dolled herself up something special for Ash and had made the mistake of wearing her makeup to bed. What hadn't been smeared across her pillow looked messy and ill-fitting. She started to dab at herself, removing it with practised motions.

Ash bit his lip as he opened her standing fridge, feeling the cold air wash over his smooth chest, eliciting a shiver as he peered inside, curious. He picked out the milk for her coffee and picked out a bottle of OJ too, setting both on the counter as he prepared and turned on the coffee machine, his hips swaying slightly to the music in his mind as he hummed, one of the current pop songs that would undoubtedly be stuck in his head until he listened to it, then knowing his luck, a good time after that too.

Laura brushed and flossed her teeth before applying a moisturiser to the skin of her hands and face, leaning in close to the mirror to inspect herself, critical of her appearance, despising each little smile line as they appeared around her tired looking eyes.

Ash sat on the counter, kicking his legs slightly as he waited for the coffee to brew, having poured himself a glass of the orange juice he sipped at it, enjoying the refreshing tanginess as he drank, looking towards the stairs and wondering to himself whether Laura would appear again in that loose silken gown, remembering how she had looked just the night before, stood before him, inviting, the pinnacle of beauty.

Laura pulled on a thick bathrobe, a few sizes too big she knew as it obscured her curves and ran long on her arms, but the softness of the fabric felt gentle on her skin and, more importantly, kept the chill of the house off of her. Her hair was a complete mess, having seen so much action the night before and more so this morning as she writhed about on the pillow, the only quick fix she could muster was tying it up into a messy bun, a few frizzy stray strands defiantly maintaining her dishevelled look. It would have to do.

Ash poured the strong black coffee, steaming, into a wide rimmed white cup, adding the milk and sugar as she had seen her ask for once or twice while over at his house with his mom. He stirred the coffee delicately with a spoon before setting it down and lifting up the cup, feeling the heat seep through the cup to warm his hands.

He turned, hearing a noise at the door and smiled to find Laura standing there. She looked oddly anxious. Her hair was tied up, her body clasped in the warm embrace of a thick fluffy robe, her face lacking in the fine makeup she had been sporting the night before. She looked less the sultry seductress and more... A real, genuine woman.

"Wow... You look amazing..." he said softly, there she stood. The pinnacle of beauty, as he knew she would.

Laura stared at the boy. Her coffee clasped in his dainty hands, this young nubile vision of perfection before her, hair perfect, body smooth, his boxers tight around the curve of his hips and thighs, his eyes so wide and genuine, so innocent. Did he think that of her? Now? When she was like this? She had half been expecting a wince of regret on his features. Instead, she found herself blushing.

Laura subconsciously ran a hand across the top of her head, trying to control her frizz and distract from her blush. "Thank you..." she bit her lip, stepping towards him, hands moving to relinquish the cup from his hands and bring it into her own, where she needed it. "You don't look so bad yourself..."

He smirked playfully, sitting back up on the counter, bringing them to eye level as he picked up his juice, taking another slow sip. "After the morning's done I'll head home for a little while... Just check in with my mom and grab a change of clothes... Then I'll be right back here."

Laura eyed him over as she took a slow, much-needed sip of her coffee, letting a small hum of pleasure slip free as she swallowed, eying her teen partner over admiringly. "You want to spend the whole day here with me?..." she asked, a mild air of surprise to her words.

"The night too..." he bit his full lip, eying her with a similar expression she had shown him the night before, one of lust and hunger.

She had hunted him to the ground, her desire for him coming to fruition in the predator catching its prey. But now it almost felt as if she was falling prey to the boy's libido. She could see it written on his feminine features, the desire in his eyes to explore a new found discovery.

Laura moved beside him, leaning forward and looking out into her well kept back garden, elbows on the counter and cup clasped in her hands, raised to her lips so she could enjoy the scent. Part of her felt bad for taking him as she had, but she just couldn't resist all this. Waking up to him, having his company, having his eyes on her. She would, in time, introduce him to her niece. But for now, she would just enjoy the magic of it, the magic of him being hers to play with. Greedy, maybe. But as she looked at him, in the prime of his youth, a girlish beauty that drove her to distraction, she didn't care. This could be her last big opportunity at a boy like this. She wasn't going to pass up on it.

"Shower with me?..." She asked, a smirk on her lips, "Before you go back to your mom... You know, to wash my perfume off of you..."

His face brightened, looking to her with plain excitement written across his face. "Sounds fun..." he hesitated, pursing his lips slightly as he looked at her. "...On one condition."

She raised her eyebrows at him, her smirk remaining as she thought about what sexual favour the boy-nymph was about to voice. "Mm?..."

"Dinner and a movie. My treat?..."

Laura almost choked on her coffee as the surprise hit her, clearing her throat and leaning up a little further, looking across to him with wide eyes. "Pardon me?..."

"Dinner and a movie." he repeated, simply. "My treat."

"Darling, people will think you're taking your mother out..." she protested.

He pursed his lips again. "Mm... Fair point... We'll have to sit in the back row at the cinema so when I suck your cock people don't think it's weird..." he grinned, looking out into her garden.

Laura found herself blushing crimson. "Oh very funny..." Wasn't this just supposed to be sex? That had been her objective, after all, seducing her hot teen neighbour into sleeping with her. She hadn't been planning for him to stick around after her night of fun. She had expected she'd have to text, goad and persuade him into coming around another night, maybe in a week or two.