u/AnaLuckyGirl

I'm a 50 year old mom and this happened yesterday with my sons 23 year old best friend Ryan. If you read my last post you know how dangerously close we got that Saturday night right before my son Jake came home. I couldn't stop replaying his young hard cock in my mouth and how much I wanted him deep inside me. The heat between my legs has been constant for days.

Yesterday started so normal. I was just cleaning the house in my comfy old tank top that clings to my big tits and these loose shorts that keep riding up my thighs. Jake mentioned Ryan might stop by around 2 for some gaming stuff but then he left for work early saying he'd be gone most of the afternoon. I didn't think twice about it.

Around 1:30 there's a knock. My heart jumped. I open the door and there's Ryan looking nervous but with that same hungry stare. He says Jake told him he could come over but guesses he's not here yet. He steps inside before I can even process it. I tell him Jake already left and wont be back for hours. The air got so thick just like last time.

He closes the door and just looks at me. I've been thinking about you every single night since Saturday he says his voice all low and shaky. I have some sneaky pictures of you on my phone from before. You bending over in the kitchen or reaching up so your shirt rides up. I jerk off to them almost every night Mrs Ana. I cum so hard imagining its you instead of my hand.

Fuck hearing that from a guy young enough to be my son made my pussy throb right away. I should have kicked him out but my body betrayed me. I whispered Ryan that's so wrong I'm old enough to be your mom but I was already leaning into him. He pulls me close in the hallway and kisses me hard his hands grabbing my ass and squeezing. I could feel him rock hard through his jeans pressing against my belly.

We stumble into the kitchen because it was closest. No time to change or anything but that made it even hotter. He lifts me onto the counter so fast my shorts come off in one tug. His fingers slide between my legs and he groans feeling how soaked I am already. You're dripping for me he says sounding amazed. I reach down rub his cock through his pants then unzip him. It springs out thick and ready the head shiny with precum.

I wrap my legs around him and pull him in. No condom no hesitation. He pushes inside me in one slow thrust and oh my god it felt so good. So full so young and eager. I moaned loud not caring if neighbors heard. He fucks me right there on the kitchen counter hard and deep his hands all over my tits pinching my nipples through the tank top. You feel so much better than I imagined he pants thrusting faster. Your pussy is gripping me so tight Mrs Ana.

I came first shaking and crying out as the orgasm hit me like a wave. The guilt knowing this is my sons best friend only made me wetter. He keeps going telling me how he's been saving this load for me how he stares at my pictures and edges for hours thinking about fucking his friends hot mom. When he finally cums he buries himself deep and fills me up groaning my name as he pumps every drop inside. It felt so dirty and perfect.

We only had like 30 minutes before he had to go in case Jake showed up early. We cleaned up quick laughing nervously but he kissed me again before leaving and whispered next time I want to take my time with you.

I'm still sore today and every time I walk into that kitchen I get wet all over again. I know this is risky as hell but I cant stop thinking about him. What the fuck am I doing? Has anyone else been in this kind of forbidden situation? I feel so guilty but so alive at the same time.

I'm a 50 year old mom and this happened yesterday with my sons 23 year old best friend Ryan. If you read my last post you know how dangerously close we got that Saturday night right before my son Jake came home. I couldn't stop replaying his young hard cock in my mouth and how much I wanted him deep inside me. The heat between my legs has been constant for days.

Yesterday started so normal. I was just cleaning the house in my comfy old tank top that clings to my big tits and these loose shorts that keep riding up my thighs. Jake mentioned Ryan might stop by around 2 for some gaming stuff but then he left for work early saying he'd be gone most of the afternoon. I didn't think twice about it.

Around 1:30 there's a knock. My heart jumped. I open the door and there's Ryan looking nervous but with that same hungry stare. He says Jake told him he could come over but guesses he's not here yet. He steps inside before I can even process it. I tell him Jake already left and wont be back for hours. The air got so thick just like last time.

He closes the door and just looks at me. I've been thinking about you every single night since Saturday he says his voice all low and shaky. I have some sneaky pictures of you on my phone from before. You bending over in the kitchen or reaching up so your shirt rides up. I jerk off to them almost every night Mrs Ana. I cum so hard imagining its you instead of my hand.

Fuck hearing that from a guy young enough to be my son made my pussy throb right away. I should have kicked him out but my body betrayed me. I whispered Ryan that's so wrong I'm old enough to be your mom but I was already leaning into him. He pulls me close in the hallway and kisses me hard his hands grabbing my ass and squeezing. I could feel him rock hard through his jeans pressing against my belly.

We stumble into the kitchen because it was closest. No time to change or anything but that made it even hotter. He lifts me onto the counter so fast my shorts come off in one tug. His fingers slide between my legs and he groans feeling how soaked I am already. You're dripping for me he says sounding amazed. I reach down rub his cock through his pants then unzip him. It springs out thick and ready the head shiny with precum.

I wrap my legs around him and pull him in. No condom no hesitation. He pushes inside me in one slow thrust and oh my god it felt so good. So full so young and eager. I moaned loud not caring if neighbors heard. He fucks me right there on the kitchen counter hard and deep his hands all over my tits pinching my nipples through the tank top. You feel so much better than I imagined he pants thrusting faster. Your pussy is gripping me so tight Mrs Ana.

I came first shaking and crying out as the orgasm hit me like a wave. The guilt knowing this is my sons best friend only made me wetter. He keeps going telling me how he's been saving this load for me how he stares at my pictures and edges for hours thinking about fucking his friends hot mom. When he finally cums he buries himself deep and fills me up groaning my name as he pumps every drop inside. It felt so dirty and perfect.

We only had like 30 minutes before he had to go in case Jake showed up early. We cleaned up quick laughing nervously but he kissed me again before leaving and whispered next time I want to take my time with you.

I'm still sore today and every time I walk into that kitchen I get wet all over again. I know this is risky as hell but I cant stop thinking about him. What the fuck am I doing? Has anyone else been in this kind of forbidden situation? I feel so guilty but so alive at the same time.

Part 1

If you read part 1 you know how close we got that Saturday night with Ryan, my sons friend, right before Jake came back. The guilt and the heat between my legs didn't leave me for days. I kept replaying it, touching myself in bed at night thinking about his young hard cock in my mouth and how badly I wanted him inside me.

Yesterday morning started normal enough. I was cleaning up the house in my usual comfy clothes, an old tank top that hugs my tits a bit too much and these loose shorts that ride up my thighs. Jake mentioned Ryan might swing by later around 2pm for some gaming stuff but then he left for work early saying he'd be gone most of the afternoon. I didn't think much of it.

Around 1:30 I hear a knock on the door. My heart jumped because I wasn't expecting anyone. I open it and there he is... Ryan, looking nervous but with that same hungry look in his eyes. "Hey Mrs. Ana... Jake said I could come by but I guess he's not here yet?" He stepped inside before I could even think straight. I told him Jake had already left and wouldn't be back for hours. The air got thick again just like last time.

He closed the door behind him and just stared at me. "I've been thinking about you every single night since Saturday," he said, his voice low and shaky. "I have some sneaky pictures of you on my phone... from when I was over before. You bending over in the kitchen, or that time you were reaching for something and your shirt rode up. I jerk off to them almost every night, Mrs. Ana. I cum so hard imagining its you touching me instead of my hand."

Fuck, hearing that from a 23 year old guy made my pussy throb instantly. I should have told him to leave but instead I felt this rush of heat. "Ryan that's so wrong... I'm old enough to be your mom," I whispered but my body was already leaning toward him. He didn't waste time. He pulled me close right there in the hallway and kissed me deep, his hands grabbing my ass and squeezing. I could feel how hard he was through his jeans, pressing against my belly.

We stumbled into the kitchen because it was the closest room. I was caught totally off guard, no time to prepare or even change clothes but that made it hotter somehow. He lifted me up onto the counter so fast, my shorts coming off in one tug. His fingers slid between my legs and he groaned when he felt how soaked I already was. "You're dripping for me," he said, sounding amazed. I reached down and rubbed his cock through his pants, then unzipped him. It sprang out thick and ready, the head already shiny with precum.

I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him in. No condom, no hesitation this time. He pushed inside me in one slow thrust and oh my god it felt incredible. So full, so young and eager. I moaned loud, not caring if the neighbors heard. He fucked me right there on the kitchen counter, hard and deep, his hands all over my tits, pinching my nipples through my tank top. "You feel so much better than I imagined," he panted, thrusting faster. "Your pussy is gripping me so tight Mrs. Ana."

I came first, shaking and crying out as the orgasm hit me like a wave. The guilt was there, knowing this was my sons best friend, but it only made me wetter. He kept going, telling me how he'd been saving this load for me, how he stares at my pictures and edges for hours thinking about fucking his friends hot mom. When he finally came he buried himself deep and filled me up, groaning my name as he pumped every drop inside. It felt so dirty and perfect.

We only had about 30 minutes total before he had to leave in case Jake showed up early. We cleaned up quick, laughing nervously, but he kissed me again before he left and whispered "Next time I want to take my time with you."

I'm still sore today and every time I walk into that kitchen I get wet all over again. I know this is risky as hell but I cant stop thinking about him.

Would you like part 3?

I'm Ana, 50 years old, divorced, and a mom to my 24 year old son Jake.

Last Saturday Jake had his best friend Ryan over for dinner. Ryan is 23, tall, sweet and shy but he's been giving me these looks for months. Complimenting my cooking, my dresses, making me feel desired again after all these years alone. That night we were laughing and drinking when Jake suddenly said we were out of wine. "I'll run to the store real quick," he said and left.

The second the door closed the air changed. Ryan looked at me, nervous but bold. "Mrs Ana I've been thinking about you nonstop. I jerk off to you all the time. You're so fucking hot." My face went red. I knew it was wrong but my body didn't care. I stepped closer and he pulled me in, hands on my waist, then cupping my heavy tits through my blouse. I gasped but didn't stop him.

I dropped to my knees right there in the living room, heart pounding. I unzipped him and took his hard young cock in my mouth. God it felt so thick and warm. I sucked him slow and deep, swirling my tongue while he groaned and held my hair. "Fuck Mrs Ana your mouth is amazing," he whispered. I felt so slutty and alive, sucking my sons best friend while Jake was just minutes away.

He was so turned on he pulled me up, kissing me hard and sliding his fingers under my skirt. I was soaking wet. We almost went all the way... he was about to fuck me right there on the couch when we heard the car pull up. We jumped apart, fixing our clothes just in time.

Jake walked in totally clueless while I was still flushed and throbbing. Ryan gave me this look full of dirty promise. I feel so guilty but also so fucking excited.

I'm Ana, 50 years old, divorced, and a mom to my 24 year old son Jake.

Last Saturday Jake had his best friend Ryan over for dinner. Ryan is 23, tall, sweet and shy but he's been giving me these looks for months. Complimenting my cooking, my dresses, making me feel desired again after all these years alone. That night we were laughing and drinking when Jake suddenly said we were out of wine. "I'll run to the store real quick," he said and left.

The second the door closed the air changed. Ryan looked at me, nervous but bold. "Mrs Ana I've been thinking about you nonstop. I jerk off to you all the time. You're so fucking hot." My face went red. I knew it was wrong but my body didn't care. I stepped closer and he pulled me in, hands on my waist, then cupping my heavy tits through my blouse. I gasped but didn't stop him.

I dropped to my knees right there in the living room, heart pounding. I unzipped him and took his hard young cock in my mouth. God it felt so thick and warm. I sucked him slow and deep, swirling my tongue while he groaned and held my hair. "Fuck Mrs Ana your mouth is amazing," he whispered. I felt so slutty and alive, sucking my sons best friend while Jake was just minutes away.

He was so turned on he pulled me up, kissing me hard and sliding his fingers under my skirt. I was soaking wet. We almost went all the way... he was about to fuck me right there on the couch when we heard the car pull up. We jumped apart, fixing our clothes just in time.

Jake walked in totally clueless while I was still flushed and throbbing. Ryan gave me this look full of dirty promise. I feel so guilty but also so fucking excited.

I'm Ana, 50 years old, divorced for almost three years now. Being a single mom to my 24 year old son has been my world, but lately things have gotten so complicated... and so fucking exciting.

My son Jake has this friend, lets call him Ryan. He's 23, tall, a bit shy but with the sweetest smile. At first he would just come over for video games or dinner. But lately he's been coming by more and more. Every time he walks in the kitchen his eyes light up when he sees me. "Mrs. Ana, your cooking is seriously the best. No one makes lasagna like you," he would say, blushing a little. Then the compliments got deeper. "You look beautiful today," or "That dress really suits you." I would laugh it off, but inside my heart would race. A young guy noticing me like that? It made me feel alive again, desired in a way I hadn't felt since before the divorce.

The teasing started small. He would brush past me in the kitchen, his hand lingering on my waist a second too long. Or catch my eye across the room with this look that made my stomach flutter. He was shy about it, always polite, but I could tell there was more.

Last Saturday it all came to a head. Jake invited him over for dinner and drinks. I cooked a big meal and we were all laughing, having a great time. Then Jake realized we were out of wine. "Ill run to the store real quick, be back in 20," he said, grabbing his keys. The door closed and suddenly it was just Ryan and me in the living room.

The air got thick. He looked at me, nervous but determined. "Mrs. Ana... I've been wanting to tell you something for months," he said, his voice low. "I think about you all the time. When I'm alone... I jerk off thinking about you. Your smile, your body, the way you move. You're the hottest woman I know."

My cheeks burned. I should have stopped it right there. But instead I stepped closer, my heart pounding. "Ryan... that's so wrong. Im your friends mom." Yet my body betrayed me. He reached out, his hands trembling as they touched my waist, pulling me in. His fingers slid up my sides, cupping my breasts gently through my blouse. I gasped, but didn't pull away. The touch felt electric, so full of young hunger.

I dropped to my knees right there in the living room, my hands shaking as I unzipped him. His cock was so hard, throbbing for me. "I've wanted this," he whispered, moaning as I took him in my mouth. I sucked him slow and deep, tasting him, feeling powerful and slutty all at once. He groaned, his hand in my hair, "Fuck Mrs. Ana, your mouth feels incredible." Emotions flooded me, guilt mixing with pure lust. My son could be back any minute, but I couldn't stop.

We were both desperate to go further. He pulled me up, kissing me hard, his hands under my skirt, fingers finding how wet I was. "I need to fuck you," he breathed. I wanted it so bad too, my pussy aching for him.

But then we heard the car pull up. Jake was back. We jumped apart, fixing our clothes just in time. My heart was racing, my body still on fire. Ryan gave me one last look full of promise as my son walked in.

This is only part 1 Would you like part 2?

I'm 50F and constantly horny, my pussy gets wet at the smallest things. I’ve started touching myself at the most inappropriate times when people are home. My son and his friend were sitting right next to me on the couch watching TV and I casually slipped my hand under the blanket, slided my fingers into my soaked panties, and slowly rub my swollen clit while pretending to be interested in the show. I had to bite the inside of my cheek to stay quiet as I rubbed faster. When I finally came, it hit me so hard my toes curled and my whole body tensed up. It got addictive and I did it again while having dinner sitting next to my son's hot young friend.

Im Ana, 50, divorced, and sometimes I just need to feel wanted again. Went to this lively bar that turns into a party spot. This hot younger guy, maybe 28, bought me a drink first. We laughed and flirted, the whiskey making me all warm and horny. Then he took my hand and pulled me to the dance floor.

The music was pulsing and I pressed right up against him. I turned around so my ass was grinding back on his crotch, feeling him get rock hard quick. His hands started on my hips, squeezing firm, then they roamed. One hand slid up my side, cupping my breast through my top, his thumb brushing my nipple till it was stiff. The other hand went lower, gripping my thigh, pulling me tighter so his hard dick was rubbing right between my cheeks as I rolled my hips.

He got bolder, his fingers tracing under the hem of my skirt, teasing my inner thigh. God his touch was electric. While we grinded dirty like that, I couldnt help it. I slipped my own hand down for a second, pressing against my soaked pussy, rubbing my clit quick through the fabric because I was aching so bad. He noticed and groaned, his hand covering mine for a moment, guiding the pressure. Then his fingers pushed mine aside, rubbing my pussy lips from behind, right there on the crowded floor. I was dripping, my legs shaky.

He kept touching me like he owned me, one hand on my tit squeezing, the other teasing my wet spot, all while I grinded harder on his cock. The thrill of his younger hands all over this 50 year old divorced body... it had me close to cumming right there. We danced like that for ages, dirty and desperate. Nothing full on happened but damn I went home and fingered myself thinking of him

I'm 50F and constantly horny, my pussy gets wet at the smallest things. I’ve started touching myself at the most inappropriate times when people are home. My son and his friend were sitting right next to me on the couch watching TV and I casually slipped my hand under the blanket, slided my fingers into my soaked panties, and slowly rub my swollen clit while pretending to be interested in the show. I had to bite the inside of my cheek to stay quiet as I rubbed faster. When I finally came, it hit me so hard my toes curled and my whole body tensed up. It got addictive and I did it again while having dinner sitting next to my son's hot young friend.

I would like to get naked for somebody as they jerk off to my body. I would love to be fucked by more strangers as they wait to fuck me and to touch me. I want them to admire my body and cum on my tits.