u/bootsnpuss

I’m 50 now and I swear I keep surprising myself with how naughty I still am. This one started a few months ago and I’m still not sure if I should feel guilty or proud.

My oldest son John is 24. He moved out a couple years ago but he still comes over for family dinners sometimes. I love when he visits because the house feels less empty.

A few months back I decided to surprise him and drove over to his apartment one Saturday afternoon. When I got there John opened the door with a big smile and said “Mom! Perfect timing, we’re just hanging out.”

Inside on the couch was a guy I had never seen before. Tall, maybe 23 or 24, messy dark hair, athletic build, with a quiet confident smile. John introduced him as Andy, a new friend from work. The second our eyes met I felt something. That little spark. He looked at me a bit longer than he should have. His eyes moved down my body for a second before he caught himself and said “Nice to meet you Mrs Ana.”

I felt my cheeks get warm. God he was cute. Polite but with this look in his eyes that made my pussy tingle. I stayed longer than I planned, laughing at their stories and making sure to sit across from Andy so he could see my legs in my sundress. Every time he glanced at my chest I felt that rush again.

After that day I started finding excuses to visit John more often. Twice a week instead of once a month. I told myself it was just to spend time with my son but really I was hoping Andy would be there. And he usually was. I started dressing nicer… tighter tops that showed a little cleavage, skirts that hugged my ass. I could tell Andy noticed.

One time when John went to the bathroom Andy looked at me and said quietly “You look really good today Mrs Ana. You always do actually.”

I smiled and bit my lip. “Thank you Andy. You can call me Ana you know… I’m not that old.” I touched his arm lightly and felt him tense up. The air between us was getting thicker every time.

Last week I finally made a move. I invited John and Andy over for lunch at my house. John thought it was sweet. When they arrived I had made pasta and wore a low cut top with no bra. During lunch I kept catching Andy staring at my tits. After we finished eating John got a call from work and had to step outside for a few minutes.

That was my chance.

I stood up and walked over to Andy who was still sitting at the table. “You’ve been looking at me a lot lately,” I said softly, standing right in front of him.

He swallowed hard. “I’m sorry… I know you’re John’s mom but… fuck you’re so hot Ana.”

I smiled and slowly dropped to my knees between his legs. “Then let me taste you quick before John comes back.” My hands were shaking as I unzipped him and pulled out his cock. It was already hard and nice and thick. I looked up at him and whispered “Be quiet baby” then took him into my mouth.

Andy groaned softly and put his hand in my hair. I sucked him fast and wet, taking him deep, swirling my tongue around the head. He was breathing heavy whispering “Holy shit Ana… your mouth feels so good.” I could tell he was trying not to moan loud. I sucked him harder, stroking the base until his legs started shaking.

Just as he was getting close we heard John coming back inside. I quickly put his cock away, wiped my mouth and stood up like nothing happened. Andy looked completely stunned and flushed.

John walked in and asked “Everything okay?”

I smiled sweetly. “Everything’s perfect honey.”

Andy could barely look at me the rest of the time without getting hard again.

Now I can’t stop thinking about finishing what I started with him. Do you want a Part 2 to see what will happen next?

I’m 50 now and I swear I keep surprising myself with how naughty I still am. This one started a few months ago and I’m still not sure if I should feel guilty or proud.

My oldest son John is 24. He moved out a couple years ago but he still comes over for family dinners sometimes. I love when he visits because the house feels less empty.

A few months back I decided to surprise him and drove over to his apartment one Saturday afternoon. When I got there John opened the door with a big smile and said “Mom! Perfect timing, we’re just hanging out.”

Inside on the couch was a guy I had never seen before. Tall, maybe 23 or 24, messy dark hair, athletic build, with a quiet confident smile. John introduced him as Andy, a new friend from work. The second our eyes met I felt something. That little spark. He looked at me a bit longer than he should have. His eyes moved down my body for a second before he caught himself and said “Nice to meet you Mrs Ana.”

I felt my cheeks get warm. God he was cute. Polite but with this look in his eyes that made my pussy tingle. I stayed longer than I planned, laughing at their stories and making sure to sit across from Andy so he could see my legs in my sundress. Every time he glanced at my chest I felt that rush again.

After that day I started finding excuses to visit John more often. Twice a week instead of once a month. I told myself it was just to spend time with my son but really I was hoping Andy would be there. And he usually was. I started dressing nicer… tighter tops that showed a little cleavage, skirts that hugged my ass. I could tell Andy noticed.

One time when John went to the bathroom Andy looked at me and said quietly “You look really good today Mrs Ana. You always do actually.”

I smiled and bit my lip. “Thank you Andy. You can call me Ana you know… I’m not that old.” I touched his arm lightly and felt him tense up. The air between us was getting thicker every time.

Last week I finally made a move. I invited John and Andy over for lunch at my house. John thought it was sweet. When they arrived I had made pasta and wore a low cut top with no bra. During lunch I kept catching Andy staring at my tits. After we finished eating John got a call from work and had to step outside for a few minutes.

That was my chance.

I stood up and walked over to Andy who was still sitting at the table. “You’ve been looking at me a lot lately,” I said softly, standing right in front of him.

He swallowed hard. “I’m sorry… I know you’re John’s mom but… fuck you’re so hot Ana.”

I smiled and slowly dropped to my knees between his legs. “Then let me taste you quick before John comes back.” My hands were shaking as I unzipped him and pulled out his cock. It was already hard and nice and thick. I looked up at him and whispered “Be quiet baby” then took him into my mouth.

Andy groaned softly and put his hand in my hair. I sucked him fast and wet, taking him deep, swirling my tongue around the head. He was breathing heavy whispering “Holy shit Ana… your mouth feels so good.” I could tell he was trying not to moan loud. I sucked him harder, stroking the base until his legs started shaking.

Just as he was getting close we heard John coming back inside. I quickly put his cock away, wiped my mouth and stood up like nothing happened. Andy looked completely stunned and flushed.

John walked in and asked “Everything okay?”

I smiled sweetly. “Everything’s perfect honey.”

Andy could barely look at me the rest of the time without getting hard again.

Now I can’t stop thinking about finishing what I started with him. Do you want a Part 2 to see what will happen next?

I was 19, super shy and a total good girl when my dad’s 42 year old best friend Mark took my virginity.

He had been coming over for years and i noticed how he started staring at my body. I loved the attention so i started dressing sluttier for him. One afternoon when dad left for a bit, Mark finally made his move on the couch. He kissed me, fingered me so good and then licked my pussy for the first time until i came hard on his tongue. He left right before dad got home. After that i couldnt stop touching myself every night thinking about his mouth on me.

A few days later he came over with my dad again to work in the garden. When dad ran to the store, Mark came inside, locked the door and pulled me to my room. He was so hungry for me. He ate my pussy again until i was shaking, then pulled out his thick cock.

I was nervous and shy but i wanted it so bad. “Please be gentle,” I whispered.

He pushed inside me slowly, stretching my virgin pussy. It hurt at first but felt so full and amazing. He fucked me harder, kissing me deep so i wouldnt moan too loud. “Fuck youre so tight baby,” he groaned. “Such a naughty girl letting daddy’s married friend fuck you.”

I came so hard around his cock, biting my lip. He pulled out and came all over my stomach just in time before dad came back.

That was the day i lost my virginity to my fathers friend… and the start of months of secret fucking behind my dads back.

I was 19, super shy and a total good girl when my dad’s 42 year old best friend Mark took my virginity.

He had been coming over for years and i noticed how he started staring at my body. I loved the attention so i started dressing sluttier for him. One afternoon when dad left for a bit, Mark finally made his move on the couch. He kissed me, fingered me so good and then licked my pussy for the first time until i came hard on his tongue. He left right before dad got home. After that i couldnt stop touching myself every night thinking about his mouth on me.

A few days later he came over with my dad again to work in the garden. When dad ran to the store, Mark came inside, locked the door and pulled me to my room. He was so hungry for me. He ate my pussy again until i was shaking, then pulled out his thick cock.

I was nervous and shy but i wanted it so bad. “Please be gentle,” I whispered.

He pushed inside me slowly, stretching my virgin pussy. It hurt at first but felt so full and amazing. He fucked me harder, kissing me deep so i wouldnt moan too loud. “Fuck youre so tight baby,” he groaned. “Such a naughty girl letting daddy’s married friend fuck you.”

I came so hard around his cock, biting my lip. He pulled out and came all over my stomach just in time before dad came back.

That was the day i lost my virginity to my fathers friend… and the start of months of secret fucking behind my dads back.

Part 1

After that first time with Mark i was completely obsessed. For days he didn’t come over and i was losing my mind. Every single night i’d lay in bed with my hand between my legs, rubbing my pussy slow and then fast, replaying how his fingers felt inside me and how his tongue licked me. I came so many times whispering his name, feeling guilty as hell but so addicted. I kept wondering if he regretted it, if he was avoiding me. I had no idea he was married back then… that would make everything even hotter and riskier.

Then one warm afternoon he showed up with my dad to fix something in the garden. I stayed inside the living room, heart pounding, pretending to watch tv in my little tank top and short skirt. My nipples were already hard just knowing he was outside. After a while dad said he had to run to the store for more tools and would be back in about 30 minutes. The second dad’s car pulled away, Mark walked in, locked the door, and came straight over to the couch where i was sitting.

He sat right next to me, so close our thighs pressed together. His hand landed on my bare knee and slowly slid up under my skirt. “Hey baby,” he said in that deep voice, “did you miss me?”

I blushed hard, super shy, staring at my lap. “I… i thought maybe you didn’t want to see me again,” i whispered.

Mark smiled and moved his hand higher, brushing his fingers over my panties. “Oh i wanted to. I’ve been jerking my thick cock every night thinking about how sweet your little virgin pussy tasted.” He started rubbing me through the fabric with two fingers, slow circles right over my clit. “Fuck Ana… you’re already dripping wet again for me.”

I jumped a little but opened my legs wider without thinking. “Mark… my dad could come back any minute,” i said nervously, my voice all shaky.

He didn’t stop. He leaned in, kissed my neck softly while his fingers kept rubbing faster. Then he pushed my panties to the side and slid one thick finger deep inside me. I gasped loud and grabbed his arm. “So tight and warm,” he groaned, slowly pumping it in and out. He added a second finger, stretching me, curling them against that spot that made me see stars. His thumb never stopped rubbing my clit in perfect circles.

I was breathing so fast, face burning red. “I touched myself every night thinking about you,” i admitted quietly, embarrassed.

“That’s my good girl,” he whispered, fingering me deeper. “Tell me how you did it.” His other hand slipped under my tank top, squeezed my tit hard and pinched my nipple. I moaned softly, hips grinding on his hand like a desperate little slut. He kept going, fingers fucking me faster, palm slapping lightly against my wet pussy. I was so close already.

He pulled his fingers out, brought them to my mouth and made me suck them clean. “Taste how sweet you are baby.” Then he pushed me back on the couch, yanked my skirt up, pulled my panties off completely and buried his face between my legs. His warm tongue licked long slow stripes up my slit before sucking my clit hard. Two fingers slid back inside me, pumping fast while he ate me like he was starving. I was shaking, grabbing his hair, trying so hard not to moan too loud.

After i came hard on his tongue, trembling and soaking his face, he stood up, pulled out his thick hard cock and rubbed the head up and down my soaked pussy.

“You ready for me to fuck you now, baby?” he asked, voice rough. “I’ve been waiting to stretch this tight little virgin hole.”

I nodded, still shy but aching for it. “Please Mark… be gentle.”

He pushed inside me slowly. I gasped and grabbed his shoulders, it hurt but felt so full and good at the same time. “Oh god… you’re so big,” i whimpered.

He started thrusting deeper, kissing me to keep me quiet. “That’s it baby… take my cock. You feel so fucking good.” He fucked me harder on my bed while my dad was out, telling me how tight i was, how he’d been jerking off thinking about me, how he loved how wet i got for an older married man.

I came so hard around him, biting my lip to stay quiet. He pulled out just in time and came all over my stomach.

We barely had time to clean up before dad got back. Mark gave me a quick kiss and whispered “our secret baby. I’ll come back for more soon.”

That was the day i stopped being a virgin… and the start of months of sneaking around with my dad’s married best friend.

Part 1

After that first time with Mark i was completely obsessed. For days he didn’t come over and i was losing my mind. Every single night i’d lay in bed with my hand between my legs, rubbing my pussy slow and then fast, replaying how his fingers felt inside me and how his tongue licked me. I came so many times whispering his name, feeling guilty as hell but so addicted. I kept wondering if he regretted it, if he was avoiding me. I had no idea he was married back then… that would make everything even hotter and riskier.

Then one warm afternoon he showed up with my dad to fix something in the garden. I stayed inside the living room, heart pounding, pretending to watch tv in my little tank top and short skirt. My nipples were already hard just knowing he was outside. After a while dad said he had to run to the store for more tools and would be back in about 30 minutes. The second dad’s car pulled away, Mark walked in, locked the door, and came straight over to the couch where i was sitting.

He sat right next to me, so close our thighs pressed together. His hand landed on my bare knee and slowly slid up under my skirt. “Hey baby,” he said in that deep voice, “did you miss me?”

I blushed hard, super shy, staring at my lap. “I… i thought maybe you didn’t want to see me again,” i whispered.

Mark smiled and moved his hand higher, brushing his fingers over my panties. “Oh i wanted to. I’ve been jerking my thick cock every night thinking about how sweet your little virgin pussy tasted.” He started rubbing me through the fabric with two fingers, slow circles right over my clit. “Fuck Ana… you’re already dripping wet again for me.”

I jumped a little but opened my legs wider without thinking. “Mark… my dad could come back any minute,” i said nervously, my voice all shaky.

He didn’t stop. He leaned in, kissed my neck softly while his fingers kept rubbing faster. Then he pushed my panties to the side and slid one thick finger deep inside me. I gasped loud and grabbed his arm. “So tight and warm,” he groaned, slowly pumping it in and out. He added a second finger, stretching me, curling them against that spot that made me see stars. His thumb never stopped rubbing my clit in perfect circles.

I was breathing so fast, face burning red. “I touched myself every night thinking about you,” i admitted quietly, embarrassed.

“That’s my good girl,” he whispered, fingering me deeper. “Tell me how you did it.” His other hand slipped under my tank top, squeezed my tit hard and pinched my nipple. I moaned softly, hips grinding on his hand like a desperate little slut. He kept going, fingers fucking me faster, palm slapping lightly against my wet pussy. I was so close already.

He pulled his fingers out, brought them to my mouth and made me suck them clean. “Taste how sweet you are baby.” Then he pushed me back on the couch, yanked my skirt up, pulled my panties off completely and buried his face between my legs. His warm tongue licked long slow stripes up my slit before sucking my clit hard. Two fingers slid back inside me, pumping fast while he ate me like he was starving. I was shaking, grabbing his hair, trying so hard not to moan too loud.

After i came hard on his tongue, trembling and soaking his face, he stood up, pulled out his thick hard cock and rubbed the head up and down my soaked pussy.

“You ready for me to fuck you now, baby?” he asked, voice rough. “I’ve been waiting to stretch this tight little virgin hole.”

I nodded, still shy but aching for it. “Please Mark… be gentle.”

He pushed inside me slowly. I gasped and grabbed his shoulders, it hurt but felt so full and good at the same time. “Oh god… you’re so big,” i whimpered.

He started thrusting deeper, kissing me to keep me quiet. “That’s it baby… take my cock. You feel so fucking good.” He fucked me harder on my bed while my dad was out, telling me how tight i was, how he’d been jerking off thinking about me, how he loved how wet i got for an older married man.

I came so hard around him, biting my lip to stay quiet. He pulled out just in time and came all over my stomach.

We barely had time to clean up before dad got back. Mark gave me a quick kiss and whispered “our secret baby. I’ll come back for more soon.”

That was the day i stopped being a virgin… and the start of months of sneaking around with my dad’s married best friend.

Part 1

After that first time with Mark i was completely obsessed. For days he didn’t come over and i was losing my mind. Every single night i’d lay in bed with my hand between my legs, rubbing my pussy slow and then fast, replaying how his fingers felt inside me and how his tongue licked me. I came so many times whispering his name, feeling guilty as hell but so addicted. I kept wondering if he regretted it, if he was avoiding me. I had no idea he was married back then… that would make everything even hotter and riskier.

Then one warm afternoon he showed up with my dad to fix something in the garden. I stayed inside the living room, heart pounding, pretending to watch tv in my little tank top and short skirt. My nipples were already hard just knowing he was outside. After a while dad said he had to run to the store for more tools and would be back in about 30 minutes. The second dad’s car pulled away, Mark walked in, locked the door, and came straight over to the couch where i was sitting.

He sat right next to me, so close our thighs pressed together. His hand landed on my bare knee and slowly slid up under my skirt. “Hey baby,” he said in that deep voice, “did you miss me?”

I blushed hard, super shy, staring at my lap. “I… i thought maybe you didn’t want to see me again,” i whispered.

Mark smiled and moved his hand higher, brushing his fingers over my panties. “Oh i wanted to. I’ve been jerking my thick cock every night thinking about how sweet your little virgin pussy tasted.” He started rubbing me through the fabric with two fingers, slow circles right over my clit. “Fuck Ana… you’re already dripping wet again for me.”

I jumped a little but opened my legs wider without thinking. “Mark… my dad could come back any minute,” i said nervously, my voice all shaky.

He didn’t stop. He leaned in, kissed my neck softly while his fingers kept rubbing faster. Then he pushed my panties to the side and slid one thick finger deep inside me. I gasped loud and grabbed his arm. “So tight and warm,” he groaned, slowly pumping it in and out. He added a second finger, stretching me, curling them against that spot that made me see stars. His thumb never stopped rubbing my clit in perfect circles.

I was breathing so fast, face burning red. “I touched myself every night thinking about you,” i admitted quietly, embarrassed.

“That’s my good girl,” he whispered, fingering me deeper. “Tell me how you did it.” His other hand slipped under my tank top, squeezed my tit hard and pinched my nipple. I moaned softly, hips grinding on his hand like a desperate little slut. He kept going, fingers fucking me faster, palm slapping lightly against my wet pussy. I was so close already.

He pulled his fingers out, brought them to my mouth and made me suck them clean. “Taste how sweet you are baby.” Then he pushed me back on the couch, yanked my skirt up, pulled my panties off completely and buried his face between my legs. His warm tongue licked long slow stripes up my slit before sucking my clit hard. Two fingers slid back inside me, pumping fast while he ate me like he was starving. I was shaking, grabbing his hair, trying so hard not to moan too loud.

After i came hard on his tongue, trembling and soaking his face, he stood up, pulled out his thick hard cock and rubbed the head up and down my soaked pussy.

“You ready for me to fuck you now, baby?” he asked, voice rough. “I’ve been waiting to stretch this tight little virgin hole.”

I nodded, still shy but aching for it. “Please Mark… be gentle.”

He pushed inside me slowly. I gasped and grabbed his shoulders, it hurt but felt so full and good at the same time. “Oh god… you’re so big,” i whimpered.

He started thrusting deeper, kissing me to keep me quiet. “That’s it baby… take my cock. You feel so fucking good.” He fucked me harder on my bed while my dad was out, telling me how tight i was, how he’d been jerking off thinking about me, how he loved how wet i got for an older married man.

I came so hard around him, biting my lip to stay quiet. He pulled out just in time and came all over my stomach.

We barely had time to clean up before dad got back. Mark gave me a quick kiss and whispered “our secret baby. I’ll come back for more soon.”

That was the day i stopped being a virgin… and the start of months of sneaking around with my dad’s married best friend.

Part 1

After that first time with Mark i was completely obsessed. For days he didn’t come over and i was losing my mind. Every single night i’d lay in bed with my hand between my legs, rubbing my pussy slow and then fast, replaying how his fingers felt inside me and how his tongue licked me. I came so many times whispering his name, feeling guilty as hell but so addicted. I kept wondering if he regretted it, if he was avoiding me. I had no idea he was married back then… that would make everything even hotter and riskier.

Then one warm afternoon he showed up with my dad to fix something in the garden. I stayed inside the living room, heart pounding, pretending to watch tv in my little tank top and short skirt. My nipples were already hard just knowing he was outside. After a while dad said he had to run to the store for more tools and would be back in about 30 minutes. The second dad’s car pulled away, Mark walked in, locked the door, and came straight over to the couch where i was sitting.

He sat right next to me, so close our thighs pressed together. His hand landed on my bare knee and slowly slid up under my skirt. “Hey baby,” he said in that deep voice, “did you miss me?”

I blushed hard, super shy, staring at my lap. “I… i thought maybe you didn’t want to see me again,” i whispered.

Mark smiled and moved his hand higher, brushing his fingers over my panties. “Oh i wanted to. I’ve been jerking my thick cock every night thinking about how sweet your little virgin pussy tasted.” He started rubbing me through the fabric with two fingers, slow circles right over my clit. “Fuck Ana… you’re already dripping wet again for me.”

I jumped a little but opened my legs wider without thinking. “Mark… my dad could come back any minute,” i said nervously, my voice all shaky.

He didn’t stop. He leaned in, kissed my neck softly while his fingers kept rubbing faster. Then he pushed my panties to the side and slid one thick finger deep inside me. I gasped loud and grabbed his arm. “So tight and warm,” he groaned, slowly pumping it in and out. He added a second finger, stretching me, curling them against that spot that made me see stars. His thumb never stopped rubbing my clit in perfect circles.

I was breathing so fast, face burning red. “I touched myself every night thinking about you,” i admitted quietly, embarrassed.

“That’s my good girl,” he whispered, fingering me deeper. “Tell me how you did it.” His other hand slipped under my tank top, squeezed my tit hard and pinched my nipple. I moaned softly, hips grinding on his hand like a desperate little slut. He kept going, fingers fucking me faster, palm slapping lightly against my wet pussy. I was so close already.

He pulled his fingers out, brought them to my mouth and made me suck them clean. “Taste how sweet you are baby.” Then he pushed me back on the couch, yanked my skirt up, pulled my panties off completely and buried his face between my legs. His warm tongue licked long slow stripes up my slit before sucking my clit hard. Two fingers slid back inside me, pumping fast while he ate me like he was starving. I was shaking, grabbing his hair, trying so hard not to moan too loud.

After i came hard on his tongue, trembling and soaking his face, he stood up, pulled out his thick hard cock and rubbed the head up and down my soaked pussy.

“You ready for me to fuck you now, baby?” he asked, voice rough. “I’ve been waiting to stretch this tight little virgin hole.”

I nodded, still shy but aching for it. “Please Mark… be gentle.”

He pushed inside me slowly. I gasped and grabbed his shoulders, it hurt but felt so full and good at the same time. “Oh god… you’re so big,” i whimpered.

He started thrusting deeper, kissing me to keep me quiet. “That’s it baby… take my cock. You feel so fucking good.” He fucked me harder on my bed while my dad was out, telling me how tight i was, how he’d been jerking off thinking about me, how he loved how wet i got for an older married man.

I came so hard around him, biting my lip to stay quiet. He pulled out just in time and came all over my stomach.

We barely had time to clean up before dad got back. Mark gave me a quick kiss and whispered “our secret baby. I’ll come back for more soon.”

That was the day i stopped being a virgin… and the start of months of sneaking around with my dad’s married best friend.

I was 19, a shy good girl, when my dad’s 42 year old best friend Mark completely changed me.

Mark was always around the house. Tall, strong, salt and pepper hair, deep voice. From the time i turned 18 he started looking at me different. His eyes would linger on my tits, my ass, my legs. He’d smile slow and say “looking good today Ana” in that low voice that made me weak. I knew it was wrong but it made me feel so desired. I started dressing sluttier just for him. Low cut tops, short skirts. I’d serve them coffee and bend over extra slow so he could stare at my cleavage while dad was right there. The secret eye contact was electric. I’d run to my room after soaking wet and touch myself thinking about him.

One Saturday dad had to leave for a couple hours and Mark stayed. I wore a tiny sundress with no bra. The tension was insane. He finally put his hand on my knee and said “You’ve grown into such a beautiful young woman… i shouldn’t look at you like this but i can’t help it.”

That was all it took. He kissed me hard, slid his rough hand up my thigh and rubbed my soaked panties. I was shaking. When he pushed them aside and fingered my virgin pussy for the first time i almost lost it. Two thick fingers stretching me while his thumb rubbed my clit. Then he laid me back, spread my legs and licked my pussy until i came hard on his tongue. He sucked on my tits and left me a dripping mess with the promise it was “our little secret for now.”

That night and the next few days i couldn’t stop touching myself. I rubbed my pussy every night thinking about his mouth and fingers, cumming over and over, dying for him to come back and fuck me.

A few days later dad went out of town. Mark showed up the second he left. This time there was no teasing. He carried me to my room, ate my pussy again until i was begging, then pulled out his thick older cock. He rubbed it against my soaked slit and slowly pushed inside me, taking my virginity right there.

“Oh fuck Mark… it hurts but don’t stop,” i whimpered as he stretched me open. He went slow at first then fucked me harder, deep and rough. I wrapped my legs around him moaning like a slut “yes daddy’s friend… fuck me.” I came so hard around his cock. He pulled out at the end and covered my tits with his hot cum.

After that we snuck around for months. He taught me everything and turned this shy 19 year old into the cock hungry woman i still am at 50.

I’m 50 now and i still get butterflies and soaked just thinking about this. It happened when i was 19 and it honestly changed everything for me. I was such a shy good girl back then but god that one afternoon turned me into the horny woman i am today.

My dad had this close friend named Mark. He was 42, tall, strong from working construction, salt and pepper hair, deep voice and always so confident. He came over to our house a lot for backyard bbqs or to watch games with dad. From the time i turned 18 i noticed how he looked at me. Not like a kid anymore. His eyes would linger on my legs when i wore shorts, on my young perky tits in tank tops, on my ass when i walked by. He’d smile slow and say “looking good today Ana” in that low voice that made my stomach flip.

I knew it was wrong but it made me feel so desired. I started dressing a little sluttier when I knew he was coming over. Tight jeans, low cut tops, nothing too obvious but enough for him to notice.

I used to serve them coffee or drinks when they sat in the living room talking. I’d bend over a little extra to pour, feeling his eyes burning on my cleavage. There was this crazy energy between us every time. Like electricity. Dad would be right there talking sports and Mark would lock eyes with me, giving me this secret little smirk that said he wanted me bad. I’d get so wet just from that. I’d go to my room after and touch myself thinking about him, feeling guilty but so turned on by the age gap and the risk.

One Saturday afternoon dad had to run out for a couple hours. Mark stayed behind saying he’d wait. I was nervous but excited. I brought him fresh coffee wearing a short sundress with no bra. My nipples were already hard. We sat on the couch talking but the air was thick. He kept staring at my legs and chest.

“You’ve grown into such a beautiful young woman Ana,” he said softly, his hand brushing my knee. “I shouldn’t be looking at you like this… but i can’t help it.”

My heart was pounding. “I know,” i whispered. “I feel it too. The way you look at me… it makes me crazy.”

That was all it took. He pulled me closer and kissed me deep, his big rough hand sliding up my thigh under my dress. When his fingers brushed the front of my soaked panties for the first time i gasped so loud. My whole body trembled. I had never been touched there by anyone and the feeling was overwhelming. So dirty, so exciting, so forbidden because he was my dad’s best friend.

“Oh baby you’re dripping,” he groaned against my mouth as he rubbed my pussy through the thin fabric. I moaned and opened my legs wider like a needy little slut. I felt embarrassed how wet i was but it turned me on even more. He kept rubbing slow circles right over my clit until i was shaking and whimpering into his kiss.

I couldn’t help it. I reached down and touched my own panties too, feeling how soaked they were, pressing his fingers harder against me. “Mark please… i’ve never done this,” i begged, voice all breathy.

He smiled against my lips. “I’ll be gentle baby.”

He slowly pushed my panties to the side and his thick finger slid along my bare slippery slit for the first time. I almost came right then. The feeling of his rough finger touching my virgin pussy made me dizzy with lust and guilt and pure need. He circled my clit then gently pushed one finger inside me. I cried out, grabbing his arm, my hips bucking against his hand. It felt so full, so strange, so fucking good.

“You’re so tight Ana,” he whispered, pumping his finger slow while his thumb rubbed my clit.

“Such a horny little virgin for me.” He added a second finger stretching me and i was moaning loud, grinding on his hand like a desperate girl.

My emotions were all over the place. I felt naughty, excited, scared, but mostly i felt alive. Like i was finally being seen.
He kept fingering me until i came hard on his hand, shaking and soaking his fingers. Then he pulled my dress off completely and laid me back on the couch. He spread my legs wide and licked my pussy for the first time. His warm tongue felt incredible sliding up and down my slit, sucking gently on my clit. I was crying out, grabbing his hair, cumming again so fast it shocked me.

After that he moved up and sucked on my tits hard, licking and biting my nipples while his fingers kept playing with my soaked pussy. I was a moaning mess, completely lost in how good it felt.

He kissed me after, letting me taste myself on his lips, and said “our little secret for now baby.”

He left before dad got home. That night i couldn’t stop touching myself in bed thinking about his fingers and tongue. I came two more times wondering when he would come over again, feeling so guilty but so addicted already.

Do you want Part 2 to see what happens next?

I’m 50 now and i still get butterflies and soaked just thinking about this. It happened when i was 19 and it honestly changed everything for me. I was such a shy good girl back then but god that one afternoon turned me into the horny woman i am today.

My dad had this close friend named Mark. He was 42, tall, strong from working construction, salt and pepper hair, deep voice and always so confident. He came over to our house a lot for backyard bbqs or to watch games with dad. From the time i turned 18 i noticed how he looked at me. Not like a kid anymore. His eyes would linger on my legs when i wore shorts, on my young perky tits in tank tops, on my ass when i walked by. He’d smile slow and say “looking good today Ana” in that low voice that made my stomach flip.

I knew it was wrong but it made me feel so desired. I started dressing a little sluttier when I knew he was coming over. Tight jeans, low cut tops, nothing too obvious but enough for him to notice.

I used to serve them coffee or drinks when they sat in the living room talking. I’d bend over a little extra to pour, feeling his eyes burning on my cleavage. There was this crazy energy between us every time. Like electricity. Dad would be right there talking sports and Mark would lock eyes with me, giving me this secret little smirk that said he wanted me bad. I’d get so wet just from that. I’d go to my room after and touch myself thinking about him, feeling guilty but so turned on by the age gap and the risk.

One Saturday afternoon dad had to run out for a couple hours. Mark stayed behind saying he’d wait. I was nervous but excited. I brought him fresh coffee wearing a short sundress with no bra. My nipples were already hard. We sat on the couch talking but the air was thick. He kept staring at my legs and chest.

“You’ve grown into such a beautiful young woman Ana,” he said softly, his hand brushing my knee. “I shouldn’t be looking at you like this… but i can’t help it.”

My heart was pounding. “I know,” i whispered. “I feel it too. The way you look at me… it makes me crazy.”

That was all it took. He pulled me closer and kissed me deep, his big rough hand sliding up my thigh under my dress. When his fingers brushed the front of my soaked panties for the first time i gasped so loud. My whole body trembled. I had never been touched there by anyone and the feeling was overwhelming. So dirty, so exciting, so forbidden because he was my dad’s best friend.

“Oh baby you’re dripping,” he groaned against my mouth as he rubbed my pussy through the thin fabric. I moaned and opened my legs wider like a needy little slut. I felt embarrassed how wet i was but it turned me on even more. He kept rubbing slow circles right over my clit until i was shaking and whimpering into his kiss.

I couldn’t help it. I reached down and touched my own panties too, feeling how soaked they were, pressing his fingers harder against me. “Mark please… i’ve never done this,” i begged, voice all breathy.

He smiled against my lips. “I’ll be gentle baby.”

He slowly pushed my panties to the side and his thick finger slid along my bare slippery slit for the first time. I almost came right then. The feeling of his rough finger touching my virgin pussy made me dizzy with lust and guilt and pure need. He circled my clit then gently pushed one finger inside me. I cried out, grabbing his arm, my hips bucking against his hand. It felt so full, so strange, so fucking good.

“You’re so tight Ana,” he whispered, pumping his finger slow while his thumb rubbed my clit.

“Such a horny little virgin for me.” He added a second finger stretching me and i was moaning loud, grinding on his hand like a desperate girl.

My emotions were all over the place. I felt naughty, excited, scared, but mostly i felt alive. Like i was finally being seen.
He kept fingering me until i came hard on his hand, shaking and soaking his fingers. Then he pulled my dress off completely and laid me back on the couch. He spread my legs wide and licked my pussy for the first time. His warm tongue felt incredible sliding up and down my slit, sucking gently on my clit. I was crying out, grabbing his hair, cumming again so fast it shocked me.

After that he moved up and sucked on my tits hard, licking and biting my nipples while his fingers kept playing with my soaked pussy. I was a moaning mess, completely lost in how good it felt.

He kissed me after, letting me taste myself on his lips, and said “our little secret for now baby.”

He left before dad got home. That night i couldn’t stop touching myself in bed thinking about his fingers and tongue. I came two more times wondering when he would come over again, feeling so guilty but so addicted already.

Do you want Part 2 to see what happens next?

I’m 50 now and i still get butterflies and soaked just thinking about this. It happened when i was 19 and it honestly changed everything for me. I was such a shy good girl back then but god that one afternoon turned me into the horny woman i am today.

My dad had this close friend named Mark. He was 42, tall, strong from working construction, salt and pepper hair, deep voice and always so confident. He came over to our house a lot for backyard bbqs or to watch games with dad. From the time i turned 18 i noticed how he looked at me. Not like a kid anymore. His eyes would linger on my legs when i wore shorts, on my young perky tits in tank tops, on my ass when i walked by. He’d smile slow and say “looking good today Ana” in that low voice that made my stomach flip.

I knew it was wrong but it made me feel so desired. I started dressing a little sluttier when I knew he was coming over. Tight jeans, low cut tops, nothing too obvious but enough for him to notice.

I used to serve them coffee or drinks when they sat in the living room talking. I’d bend over a little extra to pour, feeling his eyes burning on my cleavage. There was this crazy energy between us every time. Like electricity. Dad would be right there talking sports and Mark would lock eyes with me, giving me this secret little smirk that said he wanted me bad. I’d get so wet just from that. I’d go to my room after and touch myself thinking about him, feeling guilty but so turned on by the age gap and the risk.

One Saturday afternoon dad had to run out for a couple hours. Mark stayed behind saying he’d wait. I was nervous but excited. I brought him fresh coffee wearing a short sundress with no bra. My nipples were already hard. We sat on the couch talking but the air was thick. He kept staring at my legs and chest.

“You’ve grown into such a beautiful young woman Ana,” he said softly, his hand brushing my knee. “I shouldn’t be looking at you like this… but i can’t help it.”

My heart was pounding. “I know,” i whispered. “I feel it too. The way you look at me… it makes me crazy.”

That was all it took. He pulled me closer and kissed me deep, his big rough hand sliding up my thigh under my dress. When his fingers brushed the front of my soaked panties for the first time i gasped so loud. My whole body trembled. I had never been touched there by anyone and the feeling was overwhelming. So dirty, so exciting, so forbidden because he was my dad’s best friend.

“Oh baby you’re dripping,” he groaned against my mouth as he rubbed my pussy through the thin fabric. I moaned and opened my legs wider like a needy little slut. I felt embarrassed how wet i was but it turned me on even more. He kept rubbing slow circles right over my clit until i was shaking and whimpering into his kiss.

I couldn’t help it. I reached down and touched my own panties too, feeling how soaked they were, pressing his fingers harder against me. “Mark please… i’ve never done this,” i begged, voice all breathy.

He smiled against my lips. “I’ll be gentle baby.”

He slowly pushed my panties to the side and his thick finger slid along my bare slippery slit for the first time. I almost came right then. The feeling of his rough finger touching my virgin pussy made me dizzy with lust and guilt and pure need. He circled my clit then gently pushed one finger inside me. I cried out, grabbing his arm, my hips bucking against his hand. It felt so full, so strange, so fucking good.

“You’re so tight Ana,” he whispered, pumping his finger slow while his thumb rubbed my clit.

“Such a horny little virgin for me.” He added a second finger stretching me and i was moaning loud, grinding on his hand like a desperate girl.

My emotions were all over the place. I felt naughty, excited, scared, but mostly i felt alive. Like i was finally being seen.
He kept fingering me until i came hard on his hand, shaking and soaking his fingers. Then he pulled my dress off completely and laid me back on the couch. He spread my legs wide and licked my pussy for the first time. His warm tongue felt incredible sliding up and down my slit, sucking gently on my clit. I was crying out, grabbing his hair, cumming again so fast it shocked me.

After that he moved up and sucked on my tits hard, licking and biting my nipples while his fingers kept playing with my soaked pussy. I was a moaning mess, completely lost in how good it felt.

He kissed me after, letting me taste myself on his lips, and said “our little secret for now baby.”

He left before dad got home. That night i couldn’t stop touching myself in bed thinking about his fingers and tongue. I came two more times wondering when he would come over again, feeling so guilty but so addicted already.

Do you want Part 2 to see what happens next?

I’m 50 now and divorced, but this still makes me blush and drip just thinking about it.

Back at 47 my marriage was dead. Hubby never touched me and i felt so invisible and horny. My son Alex was 19 and his best friends Jake and Chris (both 20) were always at our house. Jake was tall and cocky, Chris quiet with those big hungry eyes. They both had massive crushes on me.

I started teasing them on purpose. Low cut tops, bending over in tight yoga pants, brushing my tits against them. One Saturday when Alex was gone all day i “accidentally” left my bedroom door cracked after my shower. I stood there topless in tiny lace panties. They walked by and froze.

“Oops boys… caught Mommy changing,” i smiled, squeezing my tits. “You like what you see?”

They both admitted they jerked off to me constantly. I made them sit on the couch, pulled their young cocks out and jerked and sucked them until they covered my heavy tits in cum. I rubbed it in like lotion and sent them home right before Alex got back.

After that i teased them for months. Flashing my tits, letting them grope me, sucking them off whenever Alex was out. But i never let them fuck me. I loved the power.

Last weekend (they’re both 23) and back in town. My son got drunk and passed out early. Jake whispered “We never forgot that day Mommy.” I was tipsy and soaked so i took them to my bedroom.

No more teasing. I dropped to my knees and sucked both cocks at once. Then i rode Jake while Chris fucked my ass. Both my son’s friends inside me at the same time, pounding me, slapping my ass, calling me their slutty Mommy. I came so hard i squirted everywhere. They switched and filled both my holes with cum. We did it again in the shower and in the morning.

Now they keep texting me wanting more. I’m scared but so tempted to be their shared Mommy whore again.

Back when i was 47 my marriage was completely dead. My husband barely touched me and i felt so invisible and horny every day. My youngest son Alex was 19 and his two best friends Jake and Chris were always at our house. Jake was 20, tall, athletic, with that cocky grin. Chris was 20 too but quieter and shyer with those big hungry eyes. Both of them had massive crushes on me.

It started with little teases. Id wear low cut tanks and catch Jake staring at my heavy tits. Id bend over in tight yoga pants right in front of Chris. Theyd get all flushed and hard and it made me throb so bad.

Then one Saturday Alex was gone all day. I “accidentally” left my bedroom door cracked after my shower. I stood there in nothing but tiny black lace panties brushing my hair, tits completely bare. Jake and Chris walked by and froze.

“Oh shit Mrs A…” Jake whispered, eyes wide.

Chris just stared, mouth open.

I turned around slow and smiled. “Oops boys… guess you caught Mommy at a bad time.” I squeezed my tits together. “You like what you see? Youve both been staring for months.”

Jake swallowed hard. “Fuck yes… Mommy. Youre so hot.”

Chris nodded fast, face red. “Ive dreamed about this.”

I laughed softly. “Then come sit on the couch here. Both of you. Let Mommy see how much you really like her.”

They sat down fast, shorts already bulging. I walked over swaying my hips and leaned down so my tits hung right in their faces. “You can look but no touching yet,” i teased, pinching my nipples till they were rock hard. “Tell Mommy what you think about when you jerk off to me.”

“I imagine sucking on these tits while you ride me,” Jake groaned.

“I think about you on your knees sucking my cock and calling me good boy,” Chris breathed.

“Mmm good boys,” i whispered. “Pull those cocks out for Mommy. Let me see them.”

They yanked their shorts down. Two thick young cocks sprang up, both leaking. I knelt between them and wrapped a hand around each one, stroking slow. “You like Mommy sucking your cocks?” i asked, licking the heads one after the other.

“Yes Mommy,” Jake moaned, thrusting into my hand.

“Please dont stop,” Chris begged.

I took turns sucking them deep, my tits bouncing. When they were close i pressed their cocks together against my chest and stroked fast. “Cum for Mommy. Cover these big tits like youve always wanted.”

Jake came first, thick ropes shooting across my chest. Chris groaned loud right after, painting my nipples. I rubbed their warm cum into my skin and smiled. “Good boys. Now go home before my son gets back. This is our little secret.”

After that day we teased for months. Whenever Alex was out id text them. Id flash my tits, let them grope me, jerk them off or suck them till they exploded. But i always stopped before full sex. I loved the power.

Now im 50 and divorced. Last weekend both Jake and Chris (25 now) came over. My son got drunk and passed out early. Jake pulled me close in the kitchen. “We never forgot that day Mommy. Weve jerked off to it for years.”

I was tipsy and dripping. “Then come to my bedroom boys. Mommy wants to finish what we started.”

This time there was no teasing. I stripped naked, dropped to my knees and sucked both cocks at once. Taking one deep while stroking the other, licking their balls, looking up at them moaning “Mommy needs you both.”

Jake laid on the bed. I straddled him and sank down on his thick cock. “Oh fuck yes… it feels even better than i imagined,” i gasped, riding him hard, tits bouncing. Chris got behind me and pushed into my ass slow then deeper. Both my sons friends were inside me at the same time, stretching me so full. They fucked me together, slapping my ass, pulling my hair, calling me their slutty Mommy. I came so many times i was shaking and squirting all over Jake.

They switched and kept pounding me until they both exploded, filling my pussy and ass with hot cum. We did it again in the shower and once more in the morning before my son woke up. I was leaking their loads the whole next day.

Now theyre both texting me wanting more. Im scared but so tempted to be their shared Mommy whore again.

Back when i was 47 my marriage was completely dead. My husband barely touched me and i felt so invisible and horny every day. My youngest son Alex was 19 and his two best friends Jake and Chris were always at our house. Jake was 20, tall, athletic, with that cocky grin. Chris was 20 too but quieter and shyer with those big hungry eyes. Both of them had massive crushes on me.

It started with little teases. Id wear low cut tanks and catch Jake staring at my heavy tits. Id bend over in tight yoga pants right in front of Chris. Theyd get all flushed and hard and it made me throb so bad.

Then one Saturday Alex was gone all day. I “accidentally” left my bedroom door cracked after my shower. I stood there in nothing but tiny black lace panties brushing my hair, tits completely bare. Jake and Chris walked by and froze.

“Oh shit Mrs A…” Jake whispered, eyes wide.

Chris just stared, mouth open.

I turned around slow and smiled. “Oops boys… guess you caught Mommy at a bad time.” I squeezed my tits together. “You like what you see? Youve both been staring for months.”

Jake swallowed hard. “Fuck yes… Mommy. Youre so hot.”

Chris nodded fast, face red. “Ive dreamed about this.”

I laughed softly. “Then come sit on the couch here. Both of you. Let Mommy see how much you really like her.”

They sat down fast, shorts already bulging. I walked over swaying my hips and leaned down so my tits hung right in their faces. “You can look but no touching yet,” i teased, pinching my nipples till they were rock hard. “Tell Mommy what you think about when you jerk off to me.”

“I imagine sucking on these tits while you ride me,” Jake groaned.

“I think about you on your knees sucking my cock and calling me good boy,” Chris breathed.

“Mmm good boys,” i whispered. “Pull those cocks out for Mommy. Let me see them.”

They yanked their shorts down. Two thick young cocks sprang up, both leaking. I knelt between them and wrapped a hand around each one, stroking slow. “You like Mommy sucking your cocks?” i asked, licking the heads one after the other.

“Yes Mommy,” Jake moaned, thrusting into my hand.

“Please dont stop,” Chris begged.

I took turns sucking them deep, my tits bouncing. When they were close i pressed their cocks together against my chest and stroked fast. “Cum for Mommy. Cover these big tits like youve always wanted.”

Jake came first, thick ropes shooting across my chest. Chris groaned loud right after, painting my nipples. I rubbed their warm cum into my skin and smiled. “Good boys. Now go home before my son gets back. This is our little secret.”

After that day we teased for months. Whenever Alex was out id text them. Id flash my tits, let them grope me, jerk them off or suck them till they exploded. But i always stopped before full sex. I loved the power.

Now im 50 and divorced. Last weekend both Jake and Chris (25 now) came over. My son got drunk and passed out early. Jake pulled me close in the kitchen. “We never forgot that day Mommy. Weve jerked off to it for years.”

I was tipsy and dripping. “Then come to my bedroom boys. Mommy wants to finish what we started.”

This time there was no teasing. I stripped naked, dropped to my knees and sucked both cocks at once. Taking one deep while stroking the other, licking their balls, looking up at them moaning “Mommy needs you both.”

Jake laid on the bed. I straddled him and sank down on his thick cock. “Oh fuck yes… it feels even better than i imagined,” i gasped, riding him hard, tits bouncing. Chris got behind me and pushed into my ass slow then deeper. Both my sons friends were inside me at the same time, stretching me so full. They fucked me together, slapping my ass, pulling my hair, calling me their slutty Mommy. I came so many times i was shaking and squirting all over Jake.

They switched and kept pounding me until they both exploded, filling my pussy and ass with hot cum. We did it again in the shower and once more in the morning before my son woke up. I was leaking their loads the whole next day.

Now theyre both texting me wanting more. Im scared but so tempted to be their shared Mommy whore again.

Back when i was 47 my marriage was completely dead. My husband barely touched me and i felt so invisible and horny every day. My youngest son Alex was 19 and his two best friends Jake and Chris were always at our house. Jake was 20, tall, athletic, with that cocky grin. Chris was 20 too but quieter and shyer with those big hungry eyes. Both of them had massive crushes on me.

It started with little teases. Id wear low cut tanks and catch Jake staring at my heavy tits. Id bend over in tight yoga pants right in front of Chris. Theyd get all flushed and hard and it made me throb so bad.

Then one Saturday Alex was gone all day. I “accidentally” left my bedroom door cracked after my shower. I stood there in nothing but tiny black lace panties brushing my hair, tits completely bare. Jake and Chris walked by and froze.

“Oh shit Mrs A…” Jake whispered, eyes wide.

Chris just stared, mouth open.

I turned around slow and smiled. “Oops boys… guess you caught Mommy at a bad time.” I squeezed my tits together. “You like what you see? Youve both been staring for months.”

Jake swallowed hard. “Fuck yes… Mommy. Youre so hot.”

Chris nodded fast, face red. “Ive dreamed about this.”

I laughed softly. “Then come sit on the couch here. Both of you. Let Mommy see how much you really like her.”

They sat down fast, shorts already bulging. I walked over swaying my hips and leaned down so my tits hung right in their faces. “You can look but no touching yet,” i teased, pinching my nipples till they were rock hard. “Tell Mommy what you think about when you jerk off to me.”

“I imagine sucking on these tits while you ride me,” Jake groaned.

“I think about you on your knees sucking my cock and calling me good boy,” Chris breathed.

“Mmm good boys,” i whispered. “Pull those cocks out for Mommy. Let me see them.”

They yanked their shorts down. Two thick young cocks sprang up, both leaking. I knelt between them and wrapped a hand around each one, stroking slow. “You like Mommy sucking your cocks?” i asked, licking the heads one after the other.

“Yes Mommy,” Jake moaned, thrusting into my hand.

“Please dont stop,” Chris begged.

I took turns sucking them deep, my tits bouncing. When they were close i pressed their cocks together against my chest and stroked fast. “Cum for Mommy. Cover these big tits like youve always wanted.”

Jake came first, thick ropes shooting across my chest. Chris groaned loud right after, painting my nipples. I rubbed their warm cum into my skin and smiled. “Good boys. Now go home before my son gets back. This is our little secret.”

After that day we teased for months. Whenever Alex was out id text them. Id flash my tits, let them grope me, jerk them off or suck them till they exploded. But i always stopped before full sex. I loved the power.

Now im 50 and divorced. Last weekend both Jake and Chris (25 now) came over. My son got drunk and passed out early. Jake pulled me close in the kitchen. “We never forgot that day Mommy. Weve jerked off to it for years.”

I was tipsy and dripping. “Then come to my bedroom boys. Mommy wants to finish what we started.”

This time there was no teasing. I stripped naked, dropped to my knees and sucked both cocks at once. Taking one deep while stroking the other, licking their balls, looking up at them moaning “Mommy needs you both.”

Jake laid on the bed. I straddled him and sank down on his thick cock. “Oh fuck yes… it feels even better than i imagined,” i gasped, riding him hard, tits bouncing. Chris got behind me and pushed into my ass slow then deeper. Both my sons friends were inside me at the same time, stretching me so full. They fucked me together, slapping my ass, pulling my hair, calling me their slutty Mommy. I came so many times i was shaking and squirting all over Jake.

They switched and kept pounding me until they both exploded, filling my pussy and ass with hot cum. We did it again in the shower and once more in the morning before my son woke up. I was leaking their loads the whole next day.

Now theyre both texting me wanting more. Im scared but so tempted to be their shared Mommy whore again.

Back when i was 47 my marriage was completely dead. My husband barely touched me and i felt so invisible and horny every day. My youngest son Alex was 19 and his two best friends Jake and Chris were always at our house. Jake was 20, tall, athletic, with that cocky grin. Chris was 20 too but quieter and shyer with those big hungry eyes. Both of them had massive crushes on me.

It started with little teases. Id wear low cut tanks and catch Jake staring at my heavy tits. Id bend over in tight yoga pants right in front of Chris. Theyd get all flushed and hard and it made me throb so bad.

Then one Saturday Alex was gone all day. I “accidentally” left my bedroom door cracked after my shower. I stood there in nothing but tiny black lace panties brushing my hair, tits completely bare. Jake and Chris walked by and froze.

“Oh shit Mrs A…” Jake whispered, eyes wide.

Chris just stared, mouth open.

I turned around slow and smiled. “Oops boys… guess you caught Mommy at a bad time.” I squeezed my tits together. “You like what you see? Youve both been staring for months.”

Jake swallowed hard. “Fuck yes… Mommy. Youre so hot.”

Chris nodded fast, face red. “Ive dreamed about this.”

I laughed softly. “Then come sit on the couch here. Both of you. Let Mommy see how much you really like her.”

They sat down fast, shorts already bulging. I walked over swaying my hips and leaned down so my tits hung right in their faces. “You can look but no touching yet,” i teased, pinching my nipples till they were rock hard. “Tell Mommy what you think about when you jerk off to me.”

“I imagine sucking on these tits while you ride me,” Jake groaned.

“I think about you on your knees sucking my cock and calling me good boy,” Chris breathed.

“Mmm good boys,” i whispered. “Pull those cocks out for Mommy. Let me see them.”

They yanked their shorts down. Two thick young cocks sprang up, both leaking. I knelt between them and wrapped a hand around each one, stroking slow. “You like Mommy sucking your cocks?” i asked, licking the heads one after the other.

“Yes Mommy,” Jake moaned, thrusting into my hand.

“Please dont stop,” Chris begged.

I took turns sucking them deep, my tits bouncing. When they were close i pressed their cocks together against my chest and stroked fast. “Cum for Mommy. Cover these big tits like youve always wanted.”

Jake came first, thick ropes shooting across my chest. Chris groaned loud right after, painting my nipples. I rubbed their warm cum into my skin and smiled. “Good boys. Now go home before my son gets back. This is our little secret.”

After that day we teased for months. Whenever Alex was out id text them. Id flash my tits, let them grope me, jerk them off or suck them till they exploded. But i always stopped before full sex. I loved the power.

Now im 50 and divorced. Last weekend both Jake and Chris (25 now) came over. My son got drunk and passed out early. Jake pulled me close in the kitchen. “We never forgot that day Mommy. Weve jerked off to it for years.”

I was tipsy and dripping. “Then come to my bedroom boys. Mommy wants to finish what we started.”

This time there was no teasing. I stripped naked, dropped to my knees and sucked both cocks at once. Taking one deep while stroking the other, licking their balls, looking up at them moaning “Mommy needs you both.”

Jake laid on the bed. I straddled him and sank down on his thick cock. “Oh fuck yes… it feels even better than i imagined,” i gasped, riding him hard, tits bouncing. Chris got behind me and pushed into my ass slow then deeper. Both my sons friends were inside me at the same time, stretching me so full. They fucked me together, slapping my ass, pulling my hair, calling me their slutty Mommy. I came so many times i was shaking and squirting all over Jake.

They switched and kept pounding me until they both exploded, filling my pussy and ass with hot cum. We did it again in the shower and once more in the morning before my son woke up. I was leaking their loads the whole next day.

Now theyre both texting me wanting more. Im scared but so tempted to be their shared Mommy whore again.

Back when i was 47 my marriage was completely dead. My husband barely touched me and i felt so invisible and horny every day. My youngest son Alex was 19 and his two best friends Jake and Chris were always at our house. Jake was 20, tall, athletic, with that cocky grin. Chris was 20 too but quieter and shyer with those big hungry eyes. Both of them had massive crushes on me.

It started with little teases. Id wear low cut tanks and catch Jake staring at my heavy tits. Id bend over in tight yoga pants right in front of Chris. Theyd get all flushed and hard and it made me throb so bad.

Then one Saturday Alex was gone all day. I “accidentally” left my bedroom door cracked after my shower. I stood there in nothing but tiny black lace panties brushing my hair, tits completely bare. Jake and Chris walked by and froze.

“Oh shit Mrs A…” Jake whispered, eyes wide.

Chris just stared, mouth open.

I turned around slow and smiled. “Oops boys… guess you caught Mommy at a bad time.” I squeezed my tits together. “You like what you see? Youve both been staring for months.”

Jake swallowed hard. “Fuck yes… Mommy. Youre so hot.”

Chris nodded fast, face red. “Ive dreamed about this.”

I laughed softly. “Then come sit on the couch here. Both of you. Let Mommy see how much you really like her.”

They sat down fast, shorts already bulging. I walked over swaying my hips and leaned down so my tits hung right in their faces. “You can look but no touching yet,” i teased, pinching my nipples till they were rock hard. “Tell Mommy what you think about when you jerk off to me.”

“I imagine sucking on these tits while you ride me,” Jake groaned.

“I think about you on your knees sucking my cock and calling me good boy,” Chris breathed.

“Mmm good boys,” i whispered. “Pull those cocks out for Mommy. Let me see them.”

They yanked their shorts down. Two thick young cocks sprang up, both leaking. I knelt between them and wrapped a hand around each one, stroking slow. “You like Mommy sucking your cocks?” i asked, licking the heads one after the other.

“Yes Mommy,” Jake moaned, thrusting into my hand.

“Please dont stop,” Chris begged.

I took turns sucking them deep, my tits bouncing. When they were close i pressed their cocks together against my chest and stroked fast. “Cum for Mommy. Cover these big tits like youve always wanted.”

Jake came first, thick ropes shooting across my chest. Chris groaned loud right after, painting my nipples. I rubbed their warm cum into my skin and smiled. “Good boys. Now go home before my son gets back. This is our little secret.”

After that day we teased for months. Whenever Alex was out id text them. Id flash my tits, let them grope me, jerk them off or suck them till they exploded. But i always stopped before full sex. I loved the power.

Now im 50 and divorced. Last weekend both Jake and Chris (25 now) came over. My son got drunk and passed out early. Jake pulled me close in the kitchen. “We never forgot that day Mommy. Weve jerked off to it for years.”

I was tipsy and dripping. “Then come to my bedroom boys. Mommy wants to finish what we started.”

This time there was no teasing. I stripped naked, dropped to my knees and sucked both cocks at once. Taking one deep while stroking the other, licking their balls, looking up at them moaning “Mommy needs you both.”

Jake laid on the bed. I straddled him and sank down on his thick cock. “Oh fuck yes… it feels even better than i imagined,” i gasped, riding him hard, tits bouncing. Chris got behind me and pushed into my ass slow then deeper. Both my sons friends were inside me at the same time, stretching me so full. They fucked me together, slapping my ass, pulling my hair, calling me their slutty Mommy. I came so many times i was shaking and squirting all over Jake.

They switched and kept pounding me until they both exploded, filling my pussy and ass with hot cum. We did it again in the shower and once more in the morning before my son woke up. I was leaking their loads the whole next day.

Now theyre both texting me wanting more. Im scared but so tempted to be their shared Mommy whore again.