[The inspiration for the mother in this story was a woman named Jaime Laycock; you can google her to see exactly what she looks like.]
"So, yeah, everyone says Chad's mom's a milf."
"No way, I fucking love milfs, what's she look like?"
"Black hair, pale skin, curvy waist and the nicest pair of tig ol' bitties you've ever seen."
"Fuck, man, I can't wait for Chad's party, thinking about his mom is making me hard already."
"Tell me about it, I went to his house for a pool party once, his mom was out there sunning her double d's by the side. I put that image in my spank bank forever, jerked off to it tons of times."
I heard my friends saying this as I passed them in the hall and I almost regretted inviting them to my party. I get a lot of shit because my mom is so young, and apparently pretty hot. I've never really been attracted to her, though. While other people look at her and see a total babe, I just see my mom. However, that's never stopped my friends from making fun of me for having a milf for a mom. They constantly tell me (in tons of detail too) how much they'd love to bend my mom over a table and shove their cock in from behind, how much they want to slid their cocks between her big tits and cream all over her face. It gets pretty graphic and while you'd think I'd have learned to be okay with it by now, I still get really uncomfortable whenever someone describes boning my mom.
My mom's only 31, and since I just turned 18, that means she had me when she was only a kid. From what I hear from her old friends in high school (who were my babysitters when I was first born), my mom loved to sleep around, wearing skimpy outfits to attract any guy she could. Apparently, she slept with so many guys during that time, she had no idea which one was my father, but that was okay. My mom raised me on her own and she did a really great job. I wouldn't exist if my mom hadn't loved getting splunk between her legs, and she has been a great mom to me.
Well, besides the sexual stuff, she has. She was a slut back when she had me, and she still is today. A lot of the clothes she wears are skimpy, shirts with low necklines that show off the tops of her tits and short short jeans that ride up to hug the bottom of her round ass. I don't think I've ever seen her in any outfit that didn't show off her belly either; my mom has a love for flashing her midriff. Most of her shirts are short sweaters zipped down to her boobs and that ride up so that her smooth stomach is bare completely.
And don't even get me started on the noises! Half the nights, she sits on the couch in our living room and masturbates, moaning so loudly I can hear her in my room. Our couch has a permanent stain from all the juices she's dripped into it. The other half of the night she'll bring home some guy she met and fuck him in the bedroom, the sound of his cock slapping against her legs echoing through the house between his short grunts and her loud screams. Most morning's she'll come to breakfast wearing her lover's t-shirt and nothing else, his spunk slimy and shiny down her leg. It can be pretty upsetting to me sometimes, but I try to just avoid it. I love her and all, even though she is way too open with her sex habit.
I was having the party to celebrate my eighteenth birthday. The plan was to have a few of my closest friends over, just about three, and we'd sit around on my couch and order pizza and watch movies. My mom would, of course, be lingering in the background, but I asked her to leave us alone. I doubted she would listen, but I didn't want my friends to keep trying to get a peak of my mom's cleavage or her tight ass at my birthday party.
The first friend I invited was Blake. He was a tall guy who spent most of his time working out. My mom always asked me to invite him over more because she "likes having a strong man like him around". I also invited Tommy, who we joke around as the kid who pops a boner at everything. Most of the times during class, whenever he sees a hot girl, he'll have to run off to the bathroom and rub one out. The last person for my party was my friend Alize, who was sort of a ladies' man. He had a really hot girlfriend named Tina who he just broke up with, but I'd only known him since he was single. We hadn't been friends for very long. He was the one who was talking to Blake about my mom when I walked past them. Oh well.
Anyway, that night, they all arrived at the same time. My mom was sitting at the kitchen table, drinking a bottle of wine. She was wearing a mini knit sweater that started below her shoulders and draped over the curves of her breasts before a band of elastic secured it around her. The round tips of her boobs poked out at the neck of the sweater. It stopped just beneath her tits, though, leaving her tight toned stomach bare to the open. For bottoms, she was wearing a pair of short yellow khaki shorts that stuck tight to her round waist and followed the curve of her ass and thighs.
"Damn!" Alize said to me, thrusting his birthday present into my hands, "You didn't tell me your mom was such a fucking milf!" She couldn't hear us.
"Yeah," I mumbled, looking down at my shoes.
"Lucky guy," Alize replied, "Getting to suck on those tits as a baby."
"Come on, cut it out," I pleaded, and he laughed and walked in.
"Hi Chad's mom," Blake said to her, and she looked at him and smiled. She got up from the table, wine bottle in hand and hugged him hello. From over her shoulder, he winked at the others and did a thumbs up. Her tits were pressed right into his chest.
"And hi boys," she said to rest of them, putting her hands on her hips. Her tits jiggled a little and I was starting to feel uncomfortable.
"Let's watch a movie," I suggested, "The pizza's already here." I turned off all the lights and we sat down on the couch.
"I'll be in my room, boys, if you need anything," my mom said, and I sighed knowing she would be gone for a little while.
"Come watch with us!" Tommy yelled at her in the dark. My mom looked at me and smiled.
"No, I'll be in my room, you guys have a good time." She grabbed another bottle of wine off the counter and left.
"Such a fucking milf, man!" Blake exclaimed, and the others nodded enthusiastically.
"Seriously, Chad, your mom has got to be the hottest piece of ass I've ever seen."
"I wouldn't mind busting a nut all over those jugs, am I right?"
"And that ass! You could snap a two by four with those firm buns!"
