Every neighborhood has that one mom who's always looking out for the kids. The one who'd help with the lemonade stand or bake cookies for everybody. That mom was me: The Neighborhood Mom. I looked out after my son and his friends throughout their youth. The other kids always knew they could play at our house and I'd look after them.
Even now that they're older, the guys can always count on me, although a bit differently. Instead of helping the boys build a lemonade stand on the sidewalk, now I can be found in my bedroom, naked, frantically sucking their young cocks or riding them to orgasm. I even take their big peckers up my ass. Years later, the boys in the neighborhood can always count on "Mom" to allow them into my house to have fun. I taught the guys everything; how to please a woman with their fingers, tongues, cocks. I gave them their first pussy, and their first anal blast. I became their first piece of ass, and damn it, I'm proud of it!
Sometimes I take on two or three at a time, indulging in the wicked pleasures of double and even triple penetration, as those big, young cocks fuck all my hot holes. I later initiated younger siblings and cousins into the joys of sex. I truly enjoy stripping a handsome young man, and lying him down on my bed; taking his large erection in my hand and then placing it in my mouth; sucking his cock and putting him in ecstasy until his cream flows down my throat.
It all began two years ago when two of my son's friends, Mark and Steve, dropped by to see him while he was out playing golf with his dad. I was home alone, just relaxing. It was a warm day and I was wearing a pair of skimpy cut-offs along with a tight tee shirt, accentuating my large breasts. I'm considered attractive, with my long brown hair and blue eyes. Everyone says I'm a Jane Seymour look-alike. Although alone, I let the guys in and got them something cold to drink. They were a little surprised to see me in that attire, and I caught them looking at each other, their eyes saying "damn!" I liked their attention. We sat and talked for awhile, and with miles of my shapely legs exposed, not to mention my ample breasts in that tight shirt, those young men were eyeing me with lust! They were only wearing shorts themselves and were showing their approval by trying to conceal their fast-growing erections.
It was then that I realized that these two were no longer kids building a lemonade stand but young men now emphasizing their manhood. I could have escorted them out the door, but as a sexually unsatisfied wife, whose husband some would call a pencil dick, I had just found my salvation. I decided to go for it.
"Do you boys think I'm hot?" I asked. They were shocked by the question, and they began laughing nervously.
"Well?" I asked.
"Yeah, kind of." Mark replied.
"What do you mean 'Kind of'? What's that supposed to mean?" Realizing I was going to have to take charge, I then removed my top and their eyes bulged along with a couple other things. Looking in their eyes, licking my lips, I then began playing with my large breasts, kneading them, pinching my now very erect nipples. Both boys were nervous, breathing heavily, but unable to take their eyes off of me.
"Do you guys like my breasts?" I asked. They managed to say yes in-between nervous giggles. "There's a lot more to me you know."
Before their disbelieving eyes, I then stood up, unzipped my shorts, and let them fall to my feet, giving those two handsome guys their first look at a naked woman. Their mouths fell wide open and did I detect heavy breathing?
