We'll talk later, Jaune.
Later. Later. Time seemed to have slowed since those words were spoken. Since Summer left him with his pants down in the middle of her bed.
Since she'd made him cum.
Jaune stood in the upstairs bathroom, the water of the sink running as he finished cleaning himself up. His hoodie was abandoned in Summer's room, and right now the young man was clad in only a tight-fitting black t-shirt and jeans. At least nothing had splattered on those. With no change of clothes he would have hated to be at the mercy of waiting for laundry to be done before he could make an appearance downstairs. He would have had to have been trapped in Summer's room in nothing but a bathrobe as she had once suggested.
…which in this new light didn't exactly sound like too bad of a situation to be in.
The boy shook his head, turning the water off before reaching for the towel and drying his hands off. Right now he didn't need to get hard again by just thinking about him and Summer doing things together. Despite the fact that he had climaxed only minutes ago, he knew from experience that he'd be able to go again right now should he be stimulated. It was all part of being an eighteen year old guy. He knew he could easily go five or six times a day if he really wanted to. It was such a pity that these virile and energetic days of his life were going to waste.
He hoped against hope that this was about to change.
Emerging from the bathroom he made his way down the winding staircase to find an empty living room. Hearing voices coming from the kitchen, he correctly guessed that both Summer and Yang were inside. All thoughts of sex and pleasure were driven from his mind when he saw Yang sitting at the kitchen table.
He smiled, happy that the girl was out of her room for a change. "Hey, Yang. You look nice. Do something with your hair?"
The blonde girl gazed at him with a neutral expression, but he saw the faintest hint of a smile attempt to break its way onto her lips. "It's just a ponytail," she replied flatly.
Jaune knew that, but he also knew that Yang's hair was important to her. He noticed, and even though it wasn't a complicated braid like one of his sisters might have worn, he wanted Yang to feel something other than depression and despair. The fact that a smile had tried to creep its way onto her face told him that deep down she appreciated it despite her best efforts to hide it.
"Well I think it suits you," Summer said as she moved from the refrigerator, carrying a container with her to the counter. "I'm honestly surprised your hair hasn't gotten in your way more often with that energetic fighting style of yours."
As Summer set the container of food down, Jaune couldn't help but notice her attire. Still wearing those tight, revealing yoga pants. She hadn't had an opportunity to change before coming down to tend to Yang, and Jaune couldn't help but stare as she had her back to both him and Yang.
"It's just a ponytail," Yang repeated.
"No such thing as just a ponytail," Jaune countered. "You know when I was younger, my sisters…"
He stopped himself, suddenly aware that he had been about to tell an embarrassing story about himself to a girl who had no qualms about teasing her friends. It had been an unthinking reaction to tell the story in an attempt to cheer the blonde girl up. Similarly, it had been a natural reaction to stop himself. Which would win out in the end?
"Don't leave us hanging in suspense, Jaune," Summer smiled as she turned to regard him.
We'll talk later, Jaune.
He couldn't help but repeat those words in his mind again. Talk about leaving someone in suspense. She'd just given him a handjob, and here she was in the kitchen talking to him and her daughter like nothing had happened at all. Jaune was in a constant, horny state of suspense as he stared into the eyes of the woman who'd only minutes ago let him grope her tits while she jerked him off.
"I, um," he sputtered before collecting his thoughts. "Right, the ponytail. When I was younger my sisters used to… braid my hair and stuff when we went camping. A warrior's wolf tail, that's what I called it."
Silver eyes remained on his as Summer opened the container. "Well I think someone's overcompensating for the insult to his manhood," she smirked.
You seemed to like my manhood a few minutes ago…
The soft giggle next to him turned his head, and Jaune saw Yang crack a smile. The first he'd seen from her since coming to Patch. A brief shift back to Summer showed the woman wiggle her eyebrows once. He read her unspoken message loud and clear.
"Well, you wanna talk about compensating for what my sisters did to me?" he asked, suddenly emboldened by the hastily-constructed plan shared to him by the woman. "How about the time they decided to use me as a living makeup doll in order to see what looked good? You try being a twelve year old boy and being forced to endure that kind of torture. Eyeliner. Blush. Mascara. I had to convince myself that it was war paint and camouflage just to keep my sanity."
Yang snorted a laugh next to him. It's working! his mind sang victoriously. Another brief glance up to Summer showed a serene and appreciative smile on her face as she placed the container in the microwave. A few button presses later whatever she was cooking began to heat.
"You're such a dork," Yang said softly, but for the first time of the conversation, happily. "No wonder you were Ruby's first friend at Beacon."
"Because he's a kind and caring boy," Summer chided playfully. "I imagine having sisters made befriending Ruby easy."
Jaune had never really considered that before. Now that he thought about it, most of his friends at Beacon were female. Ren was the only boy he could truly call a friend. The other six-
Five. The other five…
His heart sank. He only had five female friends now.
Apparently his heart hadn't been the only thing to sink, and Summer's voice earned his attention once more. "Are you feeling okay, sweetie?" she asked. Jaune looked up to her once more, and saw her silver eyes filled with concern.
He didn't want to worry her. He didn't want to intrude on Yang's healing either. They'd been doing such a good job up until this moment. His own pain could wait. His own pain could be locked away. He didn't want to feel pain right now. He didn't want to think about his own loss. He wanted to feel good. He wanted something to fill the void in his heart. Helping out Yang could help himself right now. If making Yang feel better would help distract him from his own issues, he would gladly do it.
"I'm fine. Just hungry is all. What are you making?"
"Oh, nothing too special," Summer said nonchalantly as she glanced back to the microwave momentarily. "Some barbeque pulled pork. It's easy. Just heat it up in the container and it's ready to eat."
Now that he knew what it was, he could smell the tangy scent of barbeque sauce coming from the microwave.
"Sounds great," he said honestly. Truth be told he was hungry. Perhaps a little bit of physical activity with someone else would do that to a man.
"Jaune, would you be a dear and grab the buns?"
The fact that Summer had asked the question with her back once more turned to him forced his gaze downward. Down to her yoga pants-clad ass. And what an ass it was. Thick and full. Ready, waiting, and begging to be grabbed…
"Jaune?"
He snapped himself out of his dirty thoughts. "Huh?"
"The buns," the woman said, turning back to him and staring into his eyes. There was no anger or annoyance on her face, and he wondered if she knew he'd been staring at her. Or if he'd been lost in lustful thoughts about her. "They're in the cupboard above microwave."
"Oh. Right."
Jaune stood and walked over to where the microwave had begun its final countdown. In less than a minute they'd be enjoying hot, fresh, barbeque pork on hamburger buns.
Reaching up and opening the door, he fetched the package of buns and moved back to the table. He saw Summer standing at the kitchen sink rinsing off a few vegetables.
"Are the veggies for the pork?" he asked.
"Nah," Yang answered for her mother. "Mom likes salads. She insists that dinner always include at least one helping of rabbit food to keep us healthy."
"Oh I'm sorry," the woman snarked with feigned apology. "This 'rabbit food' is the reason your mother is in such great shape even when she's pushing forty."
Jaune's eyes moved back to her figure as he took his seat at the table. She wasn't wrong. Summer, despite being nearly forty, despite having had a child, looked great. While some things like her fuller backside were out of her control, she was still a slim and fit woman. Her stomach had been flat with barely an ounce of fat on it. No, her fat was reserved for that ample rear end and those bountiful tits he'd enjoyed squeezing…
The beeping of the microwave is what broke Jaune's concentration this time.
Yang hummed. "Maybe."
"Don't maybe me, young lady," Summer said as she turned, the knife in her hands which had been chopping up a cucumber leveled playfully at her daughter. "You'll be thanking me when you're still out there punching the life out of Grimm when you're my age."
She smiled before turning back to the counter and resumed her knife work. Yang jokingly stuck her tongue out at her mother's back, but the smile remained on her face even when it had been sheathed behind her teeth once more.
Yang was already so much better than she'd been a couple days ago. Had he been able to help with that? Jaune didn't know, but was glad to see an expression other than a frown on the blonde girl. Her smile used to brighten up the room like sunlight. He was happy to see a semblance of that once more.
They really were such a happy and loving family, and Yang's smile was contagious to the young man sat beside her. He knew that with a mom like Summer that Yang would be better in no time. The fact that she was down here with them now chatting and about to eat dinner with them showed what a loving and caring environment their home was.
Loving enough to invite a total stranger in Jaune to spend the night.
Loving enough for Summer to… tend to him only a couple days later.
"Jaune if you want to grab a few plates and the pork from the microwave, you two can get started while I finish up."
Summer was still chopping veggies, now a tomato. He complied without hesitation, going over and retrieving the food from the microwave as well as a few plates from another of the cupboards.
Setting them down in their places on the table, Jaune opened up the package of buns and offered one to Yang. She graciously accepted and reached over to the pork container and began dishing herself out a rather unhealthy dose of meat. But then again he wasn't surprised, as he'd seen how much bacon she took before at breakfast.
"Mind making one for me too?" Summer asked, not even looking back as she began divvying up the vegetables into three bowls.
"Oh, sure. No problem," Jaune answered as he fished another bun from the package.
"Be sure to give me plenty of meat," the woman said happily. "We can't let Yang eat it all."
"I'm not going to eat it all," Yang protested.
Her protests, however, were lost on Jaune. Because all he could imagine were giving Summer plenty of… meat.
With her back still turned to him as she was finishing up their salads, Jaune could only imagine doing all sorts of things to Summer here in the kitchen. Even as he began slathering her bun with a generous portion of pulled pork, he imagined moving behind the woman at the counter and wrapping his arms around her stomach.
Jaune imagined lifting her shirt above her head and tossing it to the side. Pulling down those tight yoga pants of hers to reveal a fat ass begging to be smacked. Bending her over the sink, letting her sizable tits dangle down into it as he slapped his hand down on her backside. Watching the fat of it ripple and jiggle as her tits did the same.
He imagined parting her legs and grabbing hold of his hard cock before pushing it deep inside the bent over woman…
"That's so much meat, Jaune."
The boy was once more shaken from his thoughts.
His vision fell on a hamburger bun loaded with so much barbeque pulled pork that it looked like a tower that was about to tip over.
"I said I wanted a lot of meat, but I didn't think you'd give me this much," Summer laughed as she set the first two bowls of salad down on the table.
I could give you so much meat you wouldn't be able to take it all… his treacherous mind thought.
After sitting down with her own salad, Summer began to scoop a few forkfuls of the pork back into the container. "You're such a goof," the woman smiled, completely ignorant to the fact that he'd been fantasizing about railing her over her own kitchen counter.
Sure. A goof. Much better than the reality of him being a complete pervert.
Stabbing a forkful of salad, Jaune stuffed it in his mouth and chewed, deciding that getting lost in the flavors of the veggies and salad dressing was better than being lost in his lustful thoughts of the woman who only a little while ago had jerked him off in her bedroom.
"So, any plans for tonight, sweetie?"
Jaune saw how Summer's attention was on Yang, who even now had a mouthful of pork. She set the sandwich back down on her plate and swallowed. "Not really. Probably just watch TV in my room."
The redheaded woman smiled, her attention focused solely on her daughter. "Anything good on?"
Yang shrugged. "Dunno. Probably just the usual reruns. That or news coverage from Beacon. And I don't really wanna watch that."
Jaune didn't blame her. He didn't want to watch it either. Having lived through the experience, he didn't feel like hearing what the talking heads had to say on the matter. How there were those who wanted to assign blame despite not having even been present at the school during the attack. Others who wanted to spin the narrative for their own purposes. Politicians on Vale's council. Those hopeful for a seat in the upcoming elections. It made Jaune sick. People had died, and these leeches were using the tragedy for their own benefit.
Maybe they should be on the front lines against the Grimm. They'd see just how easy it was to deal with a full-blown invasion by both monsters and terrorists.
"So you think you'll just head to bed after dinner then?" Summer asked.
Once more Yang shrugged. "Probably."
Summer's warm and caring smile remained as she regarded Yang. "Well okay. Jaune and I will both be here if you need anything, okay?"
Yang nodded. "I know. Thanks, mom."
"Anything for you, honey."
Jaune had taken a backseat to the conversation, silently eating as Summer and Yang went on. He had nothing to say on this private family matter. The fact he was even here was more than he ever could have expected. Yet both felt comfortable around him discussing these kinds of things. He felt honored. Maybe his mere presence was helping in some way.
The rest of dinner was calm and pleasant, the three making casual conversation as they ate at the kitchen table as a family. Well, a family plus a friend.
But after what Jaune and Summer had done together, perhaps more than mere friends.
Their plates had been cleared. Bowls were emptied. Yang had stood and departed almost as soon as dinner had ended, taking her leave to go upstairs to her room and watch TV as she said she would. It left Jaune and Summer alone in the kitchen. The woman stood, collecting most of the dishes and bringing them to the sink.
Jaune stood as well, grabbing what remained and moving over next to her.
"Want me to help you like we did before?" he asked as the woman turned on the water and began filling the sink.
As she grabbed hold of the dish soap and began pouring a bit into the rising water, Summer turned and smiled. "I'd appreciate that, Jaune."
There was so much going through his mind right now. So much he wanted to say. To do. Here alone in the kitchen he could play out his wildest fantasies from earlier in the evening. How would Summer react if his hands found their way to her back, slowly rubbing circles over them like they'd done during the earlier massage? What would she say if they roamed over to the front of her body, sliding beneath the bottom of her shirt and moving up to cup her sizable tits?
Those were the thoughts in his mind as Summer handed him the first of the freshly-washed plates, and he rinsed it before depositing it in the dish drainer.
The sound of her voice brought him back to reality as she handed him the next one. "Jaune."
Spinning the plate around, he cleared it of all the soap. "Yeah?"
"I noticed that you were distracted during dinner," she said, not looking up from her work as she spoke. "Do you feel uncomfortable around me after what we did? Do you regret it?"
Was that what she thought? Did she really think that he felt uncomfortable around her because she'd given him his first sexual experience with a woman? The reality couldn't be further from the truth.
He wanted to shout out his answer to dissuade her incorrect thinking, but the fact that Yang was still in the house made him speak low. "No. Of course not."
"Then if you don't mind me asking, what's been bothering you?"
What could he say? It definitely wasn't what Summer was thinking. Quite the opposite in fact. He didn't know how else to say it, so he would simply have to give her the honest truth.
"The truth is, Summer… I can't stop thinking about you. What we did, how you look… I just… I want you. I want to have sex with you. I know that's really forward of me, but that's what I've been thinking ever since we… did that."
Jaune glanced over to see Summer still staring down at the sink filled with dishes and water. There was a small smile creeping onto her lips, and if he wasn't mistaken, a slight blush on her cheek. "I'm a bit surprised, but at the same time not."
"What does that mean?"
"Jaune. Was I… your first?"
The boy swallowed. He was still only eighteen. It wasn't that big a deal he was still a virgin. But at the same time it was never an easy thing to admit to anymore. He nodded softly. "Yeah. First time doing anything with someone else."
Summer nodded in turn. "It's understandable that a b- a man your age would want more after having his first experience. That's not surprising at all. But I am surprised that… someone your age could find someone my age so appealing."
He looked over to her again. True, Summer did look like a middle-aged woman. However, it did nothing to detract from her beauty. She was gorgeous even for a woman pushing forty. She looked good, no, great for her age. He didn't know if it was because all the huntresses in his life seemed to look like supermodels, but Summer most certainly qualified as one. He wondered how she would have looked twenty years ago. Probably a mix between Ruby and Yang. A complete bombshell that any man would be lucky to have.
Any man would still be lucky to have her even nearing forty.
"I shouldn't have told you," he whispered. "If you're uncomfortable because of the age difference I shouldn't have said anything. I never wanted you to feel awkward or pressured. I'm s-"
He stopped in his tracks as he felt a wet, soapy hand come down atop his. He looked up again, this time to see Summer gazing into his eyes. "Don't feel bad, Jaune," she said warmly. "I want to have sex with you as well."
The words hit Jaune like a truck. Sex. Not a handjob. Actual sex. Summer wanted it too. Hearing the words echoing in his mind, feeling Summer's hand on his, staring into those loving silver eyes of hers… he felt his heart begin to race.
"The truth is," she continued, even as she passed him one of their salad bowls. "You being here has made me feel twenty years younger. I've seen the way you steal looks at me when you think I'm not looking. I've seen how your body reacts when I touch you, or when you touch me. When I'm around you I feel young and beautiful. In a way I haven't since Tai passed."
Jaune's next words came without thinking. "You are beautiful."
He heard a soft laugh slip through her lips. "See that? You just made my heart flutter. Just three simple words made me feel more alive than I have in years. I haven't felt any sort of physical intimacy in years, Jaune. For a single mother of two who's also a huntress there wasn't a huge dating field out there, nor did I have the time to explore it. But now that Yang and Ruby are grown, now that I have free time to myself again… I think that you and I can come to a rather perfect arrangement."
A rather perfect arrangement. Jaune's body shuddered excitedly at what that could mean. It didn't take long for him to find out what Summer had in mind.
"The past couple days you've asked if there's anything you can do to help me," she said as she turned the faucet off. She grabbed hold of the nearby towel and dried her hands before passing it to Jaune. "You don't have to say yes, and I won't ask you to leave if you don't want to, but… I want to take you to bed tonight, Jaune."
There it was. The words that he'd been waiting for. The proposal following the idea. Summer had just asked him to have sex with her. There was a growing hardness in his pants even before he uttered his response.
"Yes."
Summer nodded softly. "Yang will be in her room watching TV. If we're quiet… we can have a good time together."
Quiet. Yes, Jaune could be quiet. Even if he had to tape his mouth shut, he would do it so long as he could have what Summer was offering.
"What about now?" he asked hopefully.
Summer glanced down at his pants, and Jaune knew that she must have seen the bulge protruding from the crotch. "How can I say no when you're so ready?"
She strode past him, her hand reaching out to take his wrist as she moved. He followed behind her eagerly as she made her way to the living room. To the staircase. Up and into the hallway. His eyes were glued to her ample cheeks, trapped in their thin fabric prison just begging to be squeezed. They moved quickly and silently to the first room on the left. An all too familiar room where Jaune had received his handjob earlier.
He stepped inside and moved to the bed. Sitting down, he saw how Summer closed the door behind them and locked it. She turned around to face him, her back leaning against the door briefly as her eyes made contact with his own. She took a deep breath as she stared at him. Jaune felt his body shudder.
She slowly walked toward him, and Jaune once more felt his heart race. This was happening. This was actually happening. As Summer neared he saw something in those glimmering silver eyes of hers. Want. Desire. Lust. It made Jaune question who wanted this more. Him? Or her?
The woman reached where he was seated on the edge of the bed. "You're sure you want to do this?" she asked carefully.
He was in an older woman's bedroom right now, and she had made it more than clear that she wanted him tonight. He wanted her too. Jaune nodded in conformation. "Yeah. I do." I want you… his mind continued.
To his surprise, Summer dropped to her knees in front of him. In an instant her dominant position of standing above him had shifted to one where he now looked down upon her face. "Are you ready, dear?"
Her hands came up to rest on the bed on either side of him, and Jaune nodded. "Yeah." Or at least as ready as he would ever be.
Summer's hands shifted to his legs before her fingers grasped his belt. A tug and a click later and the buckle was undone. The button came next. The zipper was last. It was déjà vu. "It's been a while since I've done this," she said softly as Jaune's hardness was uncovered, shielded only by his boxers once more. "So I apologize in advance if it's not too good."
A while? It'd only been about an hour. What was she talking about-
He got his answer when Summer released his cock from its fabric prison, and her head came down to meet it.
She swallowed him whole with one gigantic gulp.
Jaune's eyes widened even as Summer's lips reached the base of his dick. Taking him wholly inside her mouth. Feeling as her lips squeezed down on his shaft and her tongue began to flick around on it.
And it felt wonderful.
Summer's head began to slowly bob up and down on him. Wet noises filled his ears, and he could hardly believe what he was seeing or feeling as a head of red-black hair was moving deliberately on his crotch. Her right hand gripped the base of his dick, but he couldn't see where her left was. All he knew was that it was somewhere below the bed he sat on.
Soft moans sounded from Summer's throat, mixed in with the squishing sounds of her mouth and tongue sucking on his shaft. Hearing her little noises sent lightning bolts coursing through his body, and only made his cock grow harder. His breathing grew heavy and labored as her head continued to move up and down on his length.
Maybe she noticed, and Jaune saw how her eyes shifted as far up as they would go so that she could look into his own. Here, with her lips around his junk, and so deep that his tip was nearly touching the back of her throat, Summer stared up his chest and gazed into his eyes as she continued to suck him off. The fact that she was looking at him while doing it made the experience impossibly hotter for the young man.
"Summer…"
Jaune gingerly reached out to touch her hair, gently stroking it while she continued to take him inside her mouth. He took a few locks of it between his fingers, squeezing down softly on it as her tongue swirled around his dickhead. He gasped at the new sensation, and he knew Summer could see every little reaction she earned from him while she stared into his eyes.
He didn't know how long she'd sucked him for, but when her lips finally came up from him he felt cold. Unfulfilled. Needy. Luckily for him, Summer wasn't in the business of teasing him.
"Lie down on the bed," she ordered. The fact that her tone had become forceful only turned Jaune on more. He did as he was told.
As he scooted back to fully lie on the bed, Summer reached down and pulled her shirt off, releasing her girls once more. Her tits bounced and jiggled from the effort before settling back down to hang from her torso. Next her fingers came around the waist of her yoga pants, pulling them and the underwear beneath them down in one motion.
Jaune read the unspoken message loud and clear, and eagerly pulled his pants down all the way before discarding them to the floor. His shirt came next, pulling it over his head and blinding him for a split second.
A second was all it took for this cougar to pounce.
Summer had come up onto the bed on her knees, and slowly crawled forward on them until her legs were on either side of his. All the while her hungry silver eyes remained locked on his, sending chills down Jaune's spine. It didn't take long until she hovered over him, her knees on either side of his hips.
It was then that Jaune got a full view of a scar that ran from just above her crotch to her belly button. A wound suffered from the Grimm, perhaps?
"I hope you don't mind the scar," she said suddenly. Jaune hadn't realized how long he'd been staring at it. Apparently too long, if it was enough for her to comment on catching him. "I know it's rather ugly."
His eyes came back up to meet hers, and he could tell that the fire in them had been somewhat extinguished. Had he made a terrible mistake by looking too long?
He shook his head. "Scars don't make people ugly. I once fell for a girl with one on her face."
"Once?" she asked. "What happened between you two?"
Jaune shook his head. Right now what happened, or rather what didn't happen between him and Weiss, wasn't important. "Nothing. But right now I don't care about her. I only care about you." His hand moved to touch her stomach, tracing the line of the scar, and earning a soft gasp from the woman above him. "I think you're beautiful just the way you are."
The smile returned to her face. "You're too sweet for your own good."
"I'm honest." There was an edge to Jaune's voice. He didn't want Summer to think he was merely being polite. Obviously she was self-conscious about the scar. His other hand came up to rest on her leg, and he gave it a soft rub. "You're so beautiful, Summer. Don't ever think otherwise."
Her lips pressed together and inward for a moment before she nodded. "Thank you, Jaune. Truly. You'll make a girl very happy someday."
Perhaps. With his current track record he couldn't see that happening anytime soon. But at the very least, here in this moment, he could make someone happy. "Right now you're the only girl on my mind." And that was a welcome relief considering recent events. If nothing else, tonight would get their minds off the more grim realities of their world. It would make both of them feel good.
Summer's smile was as bright as he'd ever seen, lighting the room as much as the small bedside lamp. Had his words touched her so deeply?
Her left hand came to rest on Jaune's chest, and her right went underneath her to take hold of Jaune's cock. The feeling of someone else touching it still made his body shudder, and only when he felt his throbbing head brush against something moist and unbelievably hot did a moment of clarity enter his mind.
"Wait, Summer," he said hurriedly. To her credit, Summer stopped in an instant. "I don't have a condom."
The worried expression on her face faded, replaced with a smile once more. "It's okay. I needed to have a hysterectomy shortly after Ruby was born."
He'd heard the word before, but didn't really know the finer details of what it meant. He pressed on, knowing the last thing he wanted was to get Summer pregnant. "What's that?"
She shook her head softly, the smile never leaving as she looked down on him. "Don't worry about the gross details. But what it means for us is that… you can finish inside me."
Finish inside her. "Cum in you?" he gasped.
She nodded. "Mmhmm."
"And you won't get pregnant?"
"I can't get pregnant, Jaune. Now then…"
Jaune saw how her teeth bit down on her lip as Summer worked his cock against her slick pussy until something finally gave way. She gasped as he penetrated her, and slowly lowered herself onto his length, taking him all inside her until she'd enveloped him completely. Until her crotch rested firmly on his pelvis.
He'd done it. He was inside a woman. He'd fucked Ruby and Yang's mom. Ruby and Yang's mom was sitting on his dick right now.
"Ah… it's been so long…" she gasped through gritted teeth, eyes closed as she sought to catch her breath.
"I'm sorry, did it hurt?" he asked worriedly.
Those silver eyes of hers opened once more to gaze down on him. They were as warm as ever as she stared down upon him. "You're a sweetheart, but no. Not much, at least. I'm just so…"
"Tight?" It really was the only word that came to Jaune's mind.
"I'm happy you think so. Even after I've had a child."
Yet another reminder that this was Ruby's mom. He and Ruby had always had a lot in common, and now they had one more thing.
They'd both been inside Summer.
It was a horribly amusing thought, and definitely one he didn't want to be having right now as the beautiful woman sat straddled atop his waist.
"Jaune?" Summer asked. "What's wrong?"
"And now I'm reminded that… I'm having sex with my best friend's mom…"
Summer stared down at him with an amused smirk on her face. "Really? Did the hair and eyes not give it away?" she asked as she deliberately flicked a lock of hair with a pair of fingers.
She really wasn't wrong. She looked like an older clone of Ruby. Or rather, Ruby looked like a younger clone of her. The resemblance was striking.
"W-well I mean… I tried not to think about it like that. I didn't want to have Ruby on my mind when I'm with you." There could probably be no bigger turnoff for the woman atop him than mentioning Ruby while they did it.
Her chest heaved with a sharp laugh, causing her breasts to jiggle slightly. "That was almost charming. You need to work on your wording though."
"I'm sorry."
One of her hands came out to gently cup his cheek. "It's okay, dear. I know that Ruby looks just like me."
"N-no. Not at all!"
Summer grinned down at him. "Didn't you say that I looked like an older sister? Back when you were charming?"
"Oh… I mean, um…"
"Don't worry about it, Jaune," she said gently. Genuinely. "Yes, you're having sex with your friend's mother, but it doesn't seem to have dampened your enthusiasm any."
With a rock-hard cock in her pussy, he couldn't disagree.
Her fingers stroked his face affectionately, sliding the tip of one onto his lips, and past them into his mouth. Jaune give it a soft suck before she pulled it out. "How did that taste?"
It hadn't tasted entirely normal. More than just the taste of skin. Still, he didn't find it unappealing. "Good," he said cautiously.
She brought her face closer to his ear, like she was letting him in on some sensitive secret. "It was in my pussy…" she whispered.
Her missing left hand. So that's where it had been…
Summer's head tilted slightly, and she still regarded him with love and affection. That same serene expression she always seemed to wear. She came back up, straightening her back as she sat straddled on his hips. "Okay, I think I'm ready now," she said. Maybe it had taken a few moments for her to get used to having something inside her after so long. "I hope you don't mind if we start slowly. It's been a while for me."
"I don't mind at all," he answered truthfully.
Both Summer's hands came to rest on his chest. "Then let's get started. Your first time with a woman, Jaune."
No sooner had she spoken the words did her hips begin to slowly rock back and forth on his crotch. Getting used to the feeling of having a big cock inside her again. As far as he was concerned this was fine. He didn't want to cum too quickly. He wanted her to feel good too.
He didn't know how long he'd be able to last though. It felt incredible. She felt incredible. Jaune could feel how tightly the mother of his friends was squeezing around him as she slowly began to slide up and down on his cock. Without the added protection of a condom, his bare flesh and the nerves within were feeling every bit of Summer as she rode him.
Feeling emboldened by the woman grinding on top of him, Jaune's hands moved from Summer's hips around behind her, finding that ample ass that'd he'd been teased with when she was doing Yoga. The ass he'd imagined squeezing and slapping as he fantasized about her in the kitchen. Jaune's fingers dug into it, and even his large hands found more than enough to grab as he clamped down on her cheeks.
A surprised moan slipped through Summer's lips as she continued to work her pussy on his shaft. "Have you found something you like?"
Jaune's eyes peered up at her, getting a prime view of her large breasts as they swayed with every movement she made on top of him. "Yeah," he said, giving her ass an extra hard squeeze for emphasis. "You feel so good, Summer."
"Mmm," she moaned, her mouth exhaling a lusty breath. "You feel good too, sweetie. Gods, it's been way too long since I've felt anything like this."
The fact that she'd called him 'sweetie' during sex only drove home the fact that he was having sex with someone's mom. She called him and Yang those sorts of endearing names during the day. Honey. Sweetie. Dear. They were all so motherly. So full of love and care.
Now that same woman who had once cradled his sobbing face against her body was sheathed around his cock. Now Summer was all too quickly bringing him to orgasm. He didn't want it to end, but sadly knew that the end would come soon.
He would cum soon. He had to buy time.
Jaune lifted his torso, coming up and eliciting a surprised squeak from Summer as her own body arched backward. She stopped her movements as his face was only inches away from hers. As his eyes stared at her pale breasts. At her pink, perky nipples which had once tried to stab their way through their nightgown.
"Do you like my breasts?" she asked, undoubtedly seeing how he stared at the them.
"Yeah. They're amazing."
"Suck on them."
Blue eyes widened. The sheer bluntness of the order gave him pause. "What?"
One of Summer's hands came around to rest on the back of his neck. The other reached down to take her right breast. "Suck on it," she offered, lifting it near his lips. "It'll feel good for me, and I know you'll enjoy it."
He didn't need to be told twice. Honestly, Jaune didn't know why he hadn't done it sooner.
Tentatively, Jaune took it in his mouth, lips coming to fully enclose around her nipple before tightening. He sucked like he would a drink through a straw, earning another lustful moan from Summer's throat. The sound only spurred him on, and his mouth opened wider to take in as much of her breast as he could manage before clamping down on it again and sucking with all his might.
"Oh… oh my…" she gasped, her fingers squeezing down on his hair. "Yes, just like that…"
Jaune suckled on her like a newborn, and Summer's hand ran through his hair as he experimented with his tongue and lips. Summer's grip on his head kept him in place on her breast, making it clear that she didn't want him to stop anytime soon. Her chest heaved with every pleasurable breath she took.
"Oh, Jaune… that feels so nice…"
He was happy to be of service. Happy that he wasn't the only one feeling good. But most of all, happy that his dick had received a brief respite from Summer's tight pussy.
"Mmmm you're a hungry boy, aren't you…"
Summer's throaty words to him were a turn-on the likes of which he couldn't describe. All he wanted was to please her right now. To draw out more gasps. More moans. His tongue began to flick up and down on her hardened nipple, enjoying both the taste and feel of her stiff but sensitive flesh against his soft tongue.
"Remember that a woman has two breasts," she breathed down huskily into his ear. "Switch it up, use your mouth and hand."
Jaune's lips came off her breast with a soft popping noise, and he saw the reddish skin around her nipple. He'd given Summer a nice little love mark there, and her nipple would probably be sensitive to his touch.
He attacked her left breast next, his mouth wrapping around and suckling on it as he had been with her right. Meanwhile his left hand came up to softly pinch and squeeze the already tender nipple. Again, Summer moaned softly into his ear.
"That's it, dear." Her hand brushed gently through his hair again. The soft words of encouragement were so loving, yet so sexy. "That's it… just like that…" In this moment she was his teacher as much as his lover. She was showing him the right way to please a woman.
As Jaune continued to suck Summer's left breast he felt her legs shift. Instead of lying atop the bed at his sides, they wrapped around his back, and Summer now sat on top of his lap more than straddled him. His cock remained inside her the whole time.
Then he felt her begin to move again. With her legs locked around his back to keep her in place, and one of Jaune's hands wrapped around her back, Summer began to grind and buck again on his cock. Harsh breaths shot through his nostrils as she picked up the pace, moving faster than she had before.
"Oh gods…" she gasped with a ragged breath. "Keep doing it, Jaune. Almost there…"
She wasn't alone there. Despite the break he'd gotten, Summer's newfound work on his dick was driving him insane. Her lusty breaths in his ear drove him wild. The feel and taste of her breast in his mouth was the most delicious thing he'd ever enjoyed. All of it was coming together for a spectacular ending.
Summer was so wet. So tight. So hot. Jaune's unprotected cock was feeling the full brunt of her pussy's assault, and he knew from experience with his own hands that he wouldn't last much longer. An indescribable pressure squeezed down on his head and shaft as Summer vigorously moved on him. A beautiful harmony of her grunts and moans mixed with the mattress's springs.
"Ah… ah!" she cried, and Jaune felt something sharp and wet attack his shoulder. Summer had bit down on him to stifle her cries. To not alert Yang. "Mmmph!" she whined into his shoulder, and the sound of that primal groan was too much.
Jaune came. His mouth came up from her breast as he began to moan quietly himself, a harsh and rough breath every time he shot his seed inside her. Two. Three. Four. Even after already orgasming once today he still had plenty left inside him, and after half a dozen spurts of cum he'd filled his lover up. All while she still ground her cunt against him.
"S-Summer," he breathed, gritting his teeth as she continued to try to milk him past the point he was capable of. "Summer…"
A primal grunt sent shivers down his spine as Summer bit down hard on him, again to stifle the sound. "Hnnngg!" she cried. Her fingers squeezed his blond locks so hard that Jaune winced in pain, but it was a good sort of pain. Just like the good sort of pain that was shooting through his dick right now. As Summer rode out her own orgasm on the boy. She deserved it. She'd made him cum, and he wanted to do the same for her.
Her movements slowed until eventually Summer stopped, and her mouth came up from his shoulder. Looking over he saw a large and uneven red circle made by her teeth. He wasn't the only one who'd given a love mark this night.
Jaune felt his torso being pushed back down onto the mattress, and he let Summer do so as he gazed up at her. At her heaving and panting chest. At eyes filled with lust and desire as she stared down at him in turn.
"Jaune…" she said breathlessly.
"Summer…" he said in turn. "Wow…"
She nodded.
She didn't say another word as she gently pressed down on his chest and used it as leverage to slide her leg off of him. She took the warmth of her pussy with her.
It felt so cold outside her.
"Let me get cleaned up," she said, moving over to the side of the bed before standing.
Jaune watched and admired her as she walked away from him, her ass still marked by where he had grabbed and squeezed. After throwing on her robe, Summer opened the door and went out to the bathroom in order to cleanse the cum he'd just shot into her.
The boy lay back on the pillow, already missing the warmth and softness of Ruby and Yang's mom.
It hadn't taken long. Opening up the folds of her labia and watching the cum ooze out. Washing and cleansing down there to get it all out. Despite the fact that she was infertile, she didn't want to be filthy.
Tying her robe back around her, Summer emerged from the bathroom and gave a quick peek down the hall. Yang's door was still closed. Good. Hopefully she hadn't heard anything. They'd been quiet. Jaune hadn't been too vocal during sex, but she knew she would have. She'd been forced to bite down on the poor boy's shoulder in order to stop herself from screaming.
She shuddered at the thought of it. That boy… no, that young man, had made her scream. He'd made her cum.
He'd made her feel like a woman again.
Practically floating down the hall, uncaring about the slight pain she felt with each step, Summer opened her bedroom door and stepped back inside before locking it again. She saw Jaune sitting upright in bed, his underwear back on.
She frowned at the sight. She hoped he wasn't planning on getting dressed and retiring to the couch. "Jaune. Stay with me tonight."
A selfish request, but one that she voiced all the same.
Blue eyes looked almost panicked by it before he spoke. "Oh. Are you… did I not, um, satisfy you?"
Was that what he thought? That she'd demand that he stay until she'd had her fill? Or worse still, that he hadn't satisfied her?
She rushed forward a couple steps before stopping. "Oh, honey- I didn't mean- I mean, you did. Trust me, you did."
Jaune smiled a nervous, almost embarrassed smile. There was no need for him to, however. Despite it being his first time, despite him not lasting too long, he'd been a gentle and attentive lover. It was all a woman could ask for in a man.
"That's good," he said with relief. "So, wait. Does that mean, like, you want… more?"
Summer looked down to his boxers to see that he was hard again. Not surprising for a young man his age. "I hate to disappoint you, but my body isn't exactly like a teenage boy's. I'm afraid I might not be ready for another round until morning."
His eyebrows rose hopefully. "Really?"
"You sound excited." No surprise there. She'd all but offered him another round of sex in the morning.
He glanced away embarrassedly again, this time a soft blush gracing his cheeks. "I mean… yeah. How could I not be? You're amazing."
Summer stepped forward again, loosening the belt of her robe and letting it fall to the floor. A happy chuckle slipped through her lips. "My, my. You really do know how to make a woman feel beautiful."
"You are beautiful, Summer," he insisted. It must have been the third of fourth time he'd said that today, but the middle-aged mother still never got tired of hearing it. She hadn't heard it in a romantic or sexual context in so long. "I hope this doesn't sound bad, but I can't get enough of you. I just want to keep staring at you all night."
This time it was Summer's turn to blush as she made her way over to her dresser. Opening up the top drawer she found a pair of underwear and slipped them up her legs. "That will be hard with the lights off. When I meant stay here with me…"
"Oh. You meant actually sleep with you. Like, sleep-sleep with you."
She nodded, clad in her panties now, but still topless. "Yes. Does that disappoint you?"
"No. Not at all." She knew he was lying, but it wasn't a bad lie. The fact that he wanted to have more sex with her so soon after their first time was flattering for her. She turned Jaune on so much that he wanted her again and again all night. There were far worse lies in the world that he could have told her. "I mean, yeah I love what we just did. And I'd be lying if I said I didn't want more. You're beautiful and…"
There were those words again. Summer smiled hearing them again. "And?"
"So soft," he said meekly "And warm. And your boobs are amazing…"
They'd sagged over the years, but Summer found it reassuring that Jaune found them so beautiful. Then again he was only a teenager, and she was his first sexual experience. Still, she'd take and accept the compliment. She knew he was genuine in giving it.
She crawled into bed next to him. "I notice you did seem to have a good time with them," she said, lifting her hands underneath her breasts to give them a soft bounce.
"I've just never shared a bed with someone who wasn't family. So it'll be, um, different."
"I imagine so," she agreed. "Especially with someone you've just had sex with."
"Yeah. But…" Jaune looked over toward the door. "What if Yang finds us?"
"The door's locked. If nothing else we'll have time to prepare."
"Right. That works."
Summer moved her legs to slip them underneath the covers, and Jaune did the same. The bed was still warm, still filled with the heat of their lust and passion. Underneath the covers she could already feel the body heat radiating from the young man next to her. She flipped over onto her side to face him.
"Jaune."
"Yeah?"
"It's been a long time since I've felt a lover's embrace. Will you hold me?"
Summer flipped back over onto her other side, presenting her back to Jaune. He got the hint quickly, and he scooted next to her before draping an arm around her side. He pressed himself up closely against her back. "Like this?"
"Mmm," she hummed contently. "Yes. Like that."
She felt him press even closer to her. His face was beside her hair. His legs touched hers. His strong and broad chest pressed against her back. His still-hard cock poked her backside.
"You're still awfully excited," she smirked.
"Yeah. Sorry."
"Don't be. It's thrilling to know I can affect a man half my age like this."
Jaune shifted again, and Summer felt his lips brush softly against her hair. "Of course you can. You're beautiful, Summer. You're hot."
Summer exhaled lustfully at the compliment. She'd said that her body might have had to wait until morning to be ready to go again, but that might not be entirely true anymore…
She felt the hand on her stomach move up to rub against her underboob. Jaune continued, letting his fingers drift up to it as he cupped his hand around her right breast.
"I see you've found your favorite toy," she joked. Her right breast was still tender from his lips and fingers, so she would need to tell him to take it easy if he became too aggressive here.
"I'll stop if it bothers you."
"It doesn't," she said warmly. "If that's where you want your hand to rest while we sleep, you won't hear me complain. Just be gentle. It's still a little sore from before."
"Sorry."
"Don't be. It only hurts because you made it feel so good. Because you made me feel so good," she amended.
Summer felt something press against the back of her head. Lips. His lips. The gentle smacking of them as he kissed her hair only confirmed that's what it was.
It was the first time they'd shared a kiss. Even if it wasn't lip to lip.
"Sorry, was that too far?" he asked.
Summer shifted, causing him to lose his grip on her breast. She turned over to face him and look him in the eyes. "Jaune."
"Yeah?"
She leaned in and pressed her lips against his. Softly. Tenderly. Lovingly. There was no lust there like there was when they'd had sex. Only gentleness and care as her lips caressed his own.
After a few seconds she pulled back, a soft smile on her lips. "Don't be sorry for showing affection to the ones you care for."
He smiled back, but couldn't meet her gaze. "I thought I might have crossed a line is all."
"You didn't. Trust me."
"Ah. That's good to know. It's just, that's the first time we actually kissed."
Summer quirked an eyebrow. "Is kissing more intimate than sex?"
The blond next to her shrugged. "Well, yes and no. Sex can just be something that feels good. Kissing just seems more… I dunno. Like love?"
"I understand. You don't love me, Jaune."
His eyes darted away once more. "I… no. I don't."
"It's fine. I don't love you either. Not romantically, at least. I would hate for this experience to have caused you heartache when it was just physical. When it was for pleasure."
"Yeah. It felt really good…"
Summer nodded. "It felt good for me as well."
She pressed down on him, rolling Jaune over onto his back and following with him. She rested her head against his chest. "This feels good too. Cuddling with your partner after making love. Doesn't it?"
Jaune wrapped his arms around her, squeezing Summer close to him and rubbing soft circles around her back. "Yeah. It does."
"Gods, I've needed this," she breathed softly. "It's been so long since I've felt this way."
"Sex?"
"More than just sex. The feel of another body against mine. To share a bed with someone."
She felt Jaune lean in and place another kiss on her head. She moaned softly and contentedly against his chest, basking in the affection being heaped on her by the young man half her age.
"I can't believe how nice it is," he admitted softly.
"Let's enjoy it while we can then," she said as she closed her eyes. "I don't know how many nights like this we'll have. This could very well be our only one."
"If it means Ruby waking up tomorrow, then I hope it is."
Silver eyes opened once more.
Summer leaned up and gazed down at the boy before coming down and kissing his lips again. Stronger this time. More lustful.
She pulled back up and stared down hungrily into his eyes.
"Summer?"
"I think I've gotten my second wind," she breathed, running a hand across Jaune's toned chest. "Are you able to go again?"
He nodded eagerly. "Yeah. Definitely."
Summer reached down and slipped her fresh panties off before tossing them aside. Jaune did the same with his boxers, setting his hard erection free once more.
Summer climbed atop Jaune and straddled him once more. Her hands pressed down hard against his chest, fingernails trailing along his bare flesh.
"Was it something I said?" he asked.
If it means Ruby waking up tomorrow, then I hope it is.
Jaune would rather have Ruby awake and well than have sex again. He cared for her baby girl. For her health and happiness.
That was perhaps the biggest turn-on she'd experienced from Jaune yet.
Summer guided his cock underneath her again and pressed down with a strained breath.
"Something," she agreed, before beginning to ride her lover once more.
Author's Note: So a couple things of note happened here, and I'm not talking about Jaune and Summer finally banging.
This may come as a disappointment for some based on a few reviews, but no pregnancy for Summer. Needless drama isn't what this fic is about, and I can think of nothing more needless than adding a baby to the mix.
Second is the issue of love. When it comes to MILF ships, I find them unsustainable. Whether it's Summer, Raven, Willow, or Kali, them being with a boy half their age for anything more than just physical intimacy just doesn't seem realistic to me. This is more just a physical and emotional fling so that both Jaune and Summer can fulfill some of their personal needs, while fulfilling the other's at the same time. A temporary and mutually beneficial relationship. They absolutely still care for each other, but this isn't something where they'll get married and Jaune becomes Ruby and Yang's stepfather.
At this point I have only one more chapter planned for this story. Like I said, a short little thing. Hopefully you've been enjoying the ride up to this point.
As always, thanks for reading.