Authors note: All persons portrayed in this story are eighteen years of age or older.
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Twenty year old Connor lived with his divorced mom while he pursued his degree at the regional campus of a state university. He was the youngest of three children and the only one still living at home.
On the afternoon prior to a final exam for the semester, Connor was busy studying in the kitchen at his mom's house with his buddy Jake.
"Hey Connor, I'm leaving now for my yoga class. Good luck on the exam guys, I know you both will do well."
"Thanks mom."
As Mrs. Collins walked out wearing bright pink leggings, Jake's eyes were fixed on her very noticeable plump butt cheeks and crack.
"Man dude, your mom is definitely high up on my MILF scale. I don't know how you can keep from lusting for her every day of your life."
Connor chuckled at his friend's comment.
"Yea, I admit that I do have some naughty thoughts about her sometimes. Maybe more than ever here recently."
"Only just recently? What the fuck?"
"We can talk about it later. I don't want us to get distracted from studying."
"Hey, I'm feeling pretty ready for the test now. We can take a break."
"Okay. But don't blame me if you have a hard time concentrating on the exam."
Connor retrieved his laptop from his room and put it on the kitchen table. He logged into a website where he kept photos saved for his viewing only.
"Last month I was having some computer problems and my mom let me borrow hers so I could get a paper I was writing done in time. She left the house for a few hours and when I finished the paper, I started snooping around."
Connor turned the screen so Jake could see.
"Check this out."
Jake looked at the picture of a young nude female sitting on a sofa with her legs spread wide and showing a very hairy beaver. There were young guys standing on each side of her and she was holding their hard cocks
"Holy fucking shit. That looks like your mom."
"Yea, it is."
Connor brought up the next picture. It was the same girl with the same guys. This time she was on the floor in the doggy position with one cock in her cunt and one in her mouth.
"Oh god, look at her. Is either one of those guys your dad?"
"No. I don't know who they are."
"Man Connor, your mom was quite the hot little slut when she was young."
"Yea but it wasn't just when she was young."
Connor moved on. The next picture showed his mom on a table, legs spread and rubbing her clit. There were four guys standing around her stroking their cocks.
"Holy fuck! That's pretty much how your mom looks these days."
"No shit. It was less than a year ago. Look at the time stamp on the picture. I can't even believe she had four guys at one time, and this was while she was my mom."
Connor proceeded to show Jake the remaining explicit pictures of his mom. In one she was laying on the table, a cock in her hairy cunt and another in her mouth while she stroked the other two. In another she was sitting on one guys lap with knees up and legs spread, his cock deep in her cunt. She was again sucking one and stroking the other two.
In total, there were another ten pictures of Connor's mom in various sexual positions with the four men. The final picture showed her kneeling on the floor getting a facial from the four men standing around her.
"Damn Connor, I'll never be able to look at your mom again without thinking about those pictures. I know exactly what her tits and beaver look like."
"I know. I feel the same way and I'm her son. Ever since I found those pictures I can't stop having sexual thoughts about her. It's really been fucking with my head."
After going back through the pictures a few more times Jake took a deep breath and shook his head.
"You were right. It's going to be hard getting focused on this test."
"Yep. Don't say I didn't warn you."
Rachelle Collins is forty-eight, stands five foot three inches tall, and weighs one hundred sixty-five pounds. She has hazel eyes and straight brown hair with platinum highlights that hangs down over her shoulders.
Despite mothering three children, Rachelle kept her shape. Her thirty-six inch C cup breasts are firm and her wide hips measure forty-two inches including her plump bubble butt. The only real signs of her age or motherhood are a slight tummy bulge and the cellulite dimples in her thick upper thighs.
It was a Saturday night and the local professional football team was on the road for a playoff game. A win would put them in the championship game and a chance to play in the Super Bowl.
Connor was having a group of his buddies over to his mom's house to watch the game while Rachelle was going out to a sports bar to view it with friends.
"Alright Connor, you know the rules. You guys can drink some beers but no hard stuff is allowed. And no one leaves until I get back to make sure they're sober before driving."
"Yes mom, I know. Everyone is cool with that."
"How many friends did you say were coming?"
"There's going to be eight."
"Alright. I'll probably hang out with my friends for awhile after the game but I should be home before midnight. I expect eight guys to still be here."
Everyone was in a festive mood including Connor's mom when the Uber driver dropped her off around midnight. Their team had won with a score in the final seconds of the game and it had been a night of celebration.
As soon as Rachelle walked in her house, she could smell pot. Connor and his buddies were at the table in the kitchen playing quarter ante poker.
"Alright guys, I know you've been smoking pot. How many of you are stoned?"
The smiles were abundant as each one of them raised their hand.