It was a hot June night in our little town in Kentucky. My best friend Kyle and I were planning on hanging out at my house. My mom, who never really grew up, surprised us by buying a bunch of booze and intended to share it with us.
My mom was a still somewhat attractive woman. At 41, she still somewhat maintained her body but her years of partying and excess had begun to show in the shadows under her eyes and her nice sized breasts had only started to droop.
Kyle was about 5'9", a broad shouldered guy with a little bit of a beard. We were both just graduated from high school.
My mom over the years had dropped not-too-subtle hints in regards to being attracted to Kyle. If Kyle was over and we were working on his truck together, I knew my mom would come strolling outside - especially if Kyle took off his shirt in the heat. My mom would always allow lingering glances at his bare torso, her eyes travelling from his lightly furry chest down to his slim waist where his very low slung pants began... and just a little lower to where his obvious bulge was. Once in a while, while laying on the ground under his truck, his pants and underwear would slip down far to allow my mom a glimpse of the top of his pubic bush.
Basically, it was a given that if Kyle was shirtless in our driveway under his truck, my mom was right there asking stupid questions about his truck and hoping he'd stay in that position forever so she could ogle his dick bulge and pubes. I think he was aware of this, which is why this scene happened somewhat frequently.
So... on this night, my mom had bought us booze. For the first time ever. With the stipulation that we'd stay home.
We all hung out together in the living room drinking the entire evening. Everything seemed pretty innocent. It was a lot of fun at the beginning. We played ridiculous board games and my mom was more than pleased to refill our drinks.
Eventually, my mom got a little inappropriate and wanted to play "strip" games. Kyle and I laughed it off. But, my mom was a little more serious.
"It's so fricking hot in here, guys..." she whined.
My mom was dressed in a thin V-neck tank top showing her ample cleavage, short shorts and flip flops.
"Aren't you guys hot?", she asked.
Kyle and I were both kind of dressed the same. A pair of guys in T-shirts and shorts. We had ditched our shoes and socks in the heat. But, that was about it.
We both agreed it was pretty warm, but we were both pretty buzzed at that point and decided we should probably go to bed.
Kyle announced he was sleeping on the couch and fell back on it. My mom told him she would fetch him a blanket and a pillow.
When my mom was gone, he turned me and grinned.
"Damn, your mom is kind of into me, eh?", he said as he slipped his shirt off over his head.
I rolled my eyes, "I guess. I never know what she wants."
But, I would soon. After she gave Kyle his pillow and blanket, all of us figured we'd call it a night. We each retired to our respective beds.
I couldn't sleep, though. I tried. As I laid in my bed, I would occasionally hear slight noises coming from in the house. My mind was still alive and going. I wasn't going to bed anytime soon, I figured I'd get up and pee.
I got up and walked down the hall in my underwear. The first thing I noticed was my mom's bedroom light still on and her door partially opened. The second thing I noticed was that I could see the couch in the living room - it was empty with the blanket thrown aside.
When I peeked inside of my mom's room, I couldn't prepare myself for what I saw.
My view consisted of this: Kyle, with his back to me, completely naked, his ass pointing at me, with his face between my mother's legs, who was also naked.
I watched as she wrenched her head back and forth as Kyle ate her out, while crooning a deep but quiet moan. I watched as she pinched her nipples with one hand and held Kyle's head in place with the other. She suddenly sat up slightly, eager to go further. I watched as she hitched Kyle up under his arms and brought him face to face with her. I watched as her hand slid between their bodies and she guided him into her pussy, where I was born from. My mother's sopping sexpig cunt, slick with Kyle's saliva, swallowed his cock whole. I watched as Kyle rhythmically fucked that birth canal - she with a smile on her face as she vocally reassured his movements, he occasionally grunting quietly.
I watched as Kyle confidently gave my mom's pussy an orgasm with his dick. She suddenly grabbed him by his hips, then his ass, and shook him violently against her body, forcing his cock into her pussy as deep as he could. She made a whining noise and her face contorted as her nut sweetly busted and she throatily moaned out "Oh, my pussy! Fuck it, baby! Bust my pussy, Kyle!" as Kyle ground himself into her spread legs as she came. They laid still for a moment as my mom caught her breath.
Momentarily, Kyle muttered something and backed away from her slightly. He withdrew his loaded gun from her beautifully destroyed pussy and kneeled between her legs. From my view point, his left arm began a rapid movement, signifying that he was jerking off. I could his hand rubbing at his wet cock. My mother smiled as she watched this naked teenage boy abuse himself before her after satiating her womanly need. She reached out and fondled his hairy balls that I could see between his slightly parted legs. His head tilted back and he groaned deeply when she did this.
"Do you like that, Kyle?" she whispered.
"Yesssss..." he hissed.
"Such a man, Kyle... you were such a man to my sad, little, lonely pussy..." my mom whispered as Kyle acknowledged her words with short moans, "Kyle, do you want to know about my sad pussy?"
He moaned again as she continued, "Kyle, it cries at me every night. She's so lonely. I put my fingers down there and find my little girl wet with tears. I rub her so she doesn't feel alone.
That was that. Kyle made a quick high-pitched squeak that I couldn't believe originated from him and switched to a low, deep growl from the depths from his heaving, sweaty chest. My mom's tits then withstood a bucket's worth of cum being shot at her by her son's best friend as he emptied his balls on her body. He collapsed on top of her and the sea of cum he made, she put her arms around him.
Nervous to be seen and breathless, I went back to my room. I turned on my TV to distract myself, but it was of no use. My dick was as hard as steel and I was precumming like a loser on prom night. I took off my underwear, tossed my blanket on the floor, spread my legs and started to beat myself as stark naked as the two most important people in my life had just been.
I replayed the terrible images as I masturbated: the sight of my mother and best friend naked together, the sight of my mother's orgasm, the sight of my mother's joy as she touched Kyle as he jerked off, the sounds Kyle made while dumping his nut hard all over my mother. I wish I had been able to see the front of Kyle's body. Both of them were so attractive and turning me on right now.
My constant precum lubed the whole session easily. My fist was making a constant squishing noise as I fucked my stick, my eyes tightly shut and my jaw clenched. I could not hang on for long, nor did I want to. My hips involuntarily bounced up and I hit my nut. Shit was fucking intense and I couldn't stay quiet. I moaned and my toes curled as I shot myself in the face twice. I smiled as my hot semen blasted me on my cheek and chin. My orgasm left a thick trail of semen going down my chest, down my stomach and dribbling off into my bush before I finally stopped pounding myself. I had never cum like that and fuck, I was spent.
I laid there holding my dick, breathing like I'd run a marathon as my sperm covered the top half of my naked body.
Then I heard a deep voice coming from the doorway, "Fucking sick cum, bro...". It was Kyle. He had watched?!?
I could see his silhouette in the doorway from the TV being on.
"Wha... what... uhh... what are you doing?" I asked, confused as I vainly tried to cover up my genitals.
I heard him snicker, then: "Watching you enjoy yourself, guy." He entered my room, as naked as I was.
He approached my bed and I could see his dick was hard. He saw me looking at his crotch and laughed.
"Man, this is your fault I'm this hard again!" he whispered as he sat on my bed.
