Donna was in her element. It was her son Pete's 18th Birthday, the house was full of his friends who were all about to embark on an evenings drinking in town -- she had made them all food and shown off her cooking and hosting skills. Things had all gone well and they all seemed happy.
Donna loved acting like a proper mother -- it was a role she relished. It was all she had done for years -- look after her three children, who were now all growing up.
She was 58 years old and still felt that she was pretty good looking. Age was catching up on her -- her boobs we starting to lose their shape, stomach was not as flat as it used to be and the aging lines were starting to show. Her brown hair was cut in a short style which suited her -- but she did regularly dye it to hide the gray that was starting to appear.
Donna looked around the room. All her sons' friends were starting to grab their stuff. There was a lot of banter about how many women they were going to chat up; who would pull the best looking woman; who would pull the most women. Donna listened, thinking how interesting it would be to see who really did know how to chat up a woman properly.
She looked at her sons friends. There were several who were pretty good looking, also some who were not so good looking. Dan was one that stood out -- he was a good looking lad, but also very polite with good manners. Donna knew his parents well and knew he had been brought up very well.
The noise faded in the house as her sons friends filed their way out to find the nearest pub. Donna was left in the quiet. Her husband John was away on business. He had said that he would not be home until the early hours of the morning, due to a late meeting / dinner. Probably not until about 3am by the time he had driven back.
Donna tidied the house, and then decided to have a long hot bath then lay in bed saviour the quiet and read her book.
Hours later Donna was woken by the sound of her bedroom door opening. She had been fast asleep so wasn't completely aware of what was happening. She glanced at the clock -- it was 1am. Her husband John must be back early.
She was conscious of a little bit of rummaging around, and then felt the duvet lift. A warm body moved in next to her.
Donna felt the body up against her. Breathing against her neck. Then small kisses against her neck. A hand then moved and cupped her boob. Rubbing and squeezing her tit, pulling the nipple. Donna was about to object, but it felt good.
She had not had any real attention from her husband for a while now. Usual story -- too much work or too tired.
The attention was nice. She felt the body move against her. Breath was against her face in the darkness. Then a hard long kiss, a tongue shoved into her mouth. The kiss was quite rough, but she liked it. Donna was surprised how different it felt to normal. Her husband was not normally this passionate. She could smell drink -- that must be it -- he had drunk a bit too much, got a lift home and was now feeling horny.
The hands were now pulling at Donna's vest she wore. She wasn't going to resist and allowed it to be pulled over her head. She gasped as she felt a mouth around her nipple. The mouth was sucking, pulling and gently biting her nipple. She felt a surge of excitement through her body; her hands went to the back of his head and pulled him harder against you.
She felt her pyjama bottoms being pulled down. Her legs were spread and a hand touched her pussy. She gasped again as the hand started rubbing her slit. Donna moaned in pleasure and responded by opening her legs wider. The rubbing got harder and faster. Her pussy got wetter and wetter.
Donna was then conscious of something hard pushing against her leg. Her hand reached down and grasped a hard cock. It felt enormous -- bigger then normal. Donna held it hard and started to work her hand up and down with long hard strokes. She heard an appreciative moan and wanked him even harder.
Her pussy was now burning with pleasure and her clit was being expertly strummed. She felt a pushing at her entrance and then gasped as she felt fingers enter her. She felt as least two fingers go in. Her clit was still being rubbed as the fingers probed her.
Donna grasped an even tighter grip and wanked the cock harder. She was still gasping and moaning in pleasure. 'Fuck John, that feels good. Keep going, I want to cum all over your hand' she said.
She felt another finger at the pussy entrance and then gasped as it entered her. She moaned in appreciation as the fingering got faster. Then the fingers were removed. Donna was about to complain when she felt her pussy being probed again. This time it felt bigger. Donna knew what was happening. 'He's putting his whole hand in' she thought as she felt her pussy being stretched wide. The pleasure was unbearable. Her pussy being stretched wide open as an entire hand was pushed into her.
Donna moaned in ecstasy as her pussy was fisted. She could not believe how much her pussy could take. Her orgasm built quickly and then hit her. Her legs clamped shut; her body started convulsing and waves of pleasure washed over her body. She jerked and arched her body as each wave of pleasure hit her. 'Uhhh...fuck...I'm cumming John, I'm cumming. Keep fisting me, hard, keep going.... Uhhh... Jesus ...uhhhh' Donna screamed.
As her orgasm subsided she collapsed back on the bed, jolts of pleasure still lingering in her womb. The hand was removed and she felt breathing on her face. Then kissing, hard and rough. Her hand reached out and grasped his cock again. She started tugging and pulling at his length. Her hand moving hard and fast up and down the entire length of the shaft. She knew he was enjoying it because he was starting to thrust into her hand.
Then suddenly he moved. She felt her legs being pushed apart as he moved in between them. His hands were behind her knees spreading her legs wide apart and pushing them up against her chest so that her pussy was completely exposed. She felt him move closer, she could feel his thighs against the back of her bent legs. Then the brush of his cock head against her exposed cunt. She could feel his hard cock moving up and down against her pussy lips. She knew he was going to enter her any minute. His large cock head was sawing up and down against her pussy lips, teasing her clit.
Donna wanted him bad. She needed his cock inside her. 'Fuck me John' she moaned, 'Fuck me hard. I need your cock, stop teasing me and just shove it in.'
Donna felt the head of his cock push gently against her opening. 'Ahhh...mmmm that's it' she moaned. Then Donna gasped with shock as he gave one almighty push and shoved his whole length inside her with no warning.
'Oow fuck' she gasped, 'Be careful, you feel fucking huge. You nearly split me in two. God it feels like it's up in my stomach.'
Donna almost came then and then the feeling was so intense. But she also knew something was not right. The sex was different -- harder, rougher, more intense. It was much better than she had experienced in years.
In the darkness her hand reached out and felt for the light switch. As the light clicked on her eyes adjusted. She froze as her gaze settled on Dan -- her sons' friend! His face was staring at her -- worried lust in his eyes. Wondering what was next.
Donna did not know what to do. She was pinned under his body, unable to really move and frozen with initial shock. She was old enough to be this boy's mother. She was on a bed, naked, her legs spread and bent up to her chest, her pussy completely exposed with an 18 year olds cock buried to the hilt in it.
