Dan's Mom is a MILF

Steve and Mark were at Dan's house shooting hoops in his driveway. They had all been friends since elementary. They practically grew up in each other's homes. Now they were 18 and getting ready to head off to college in a few weeks. They were all accepted at the same school, which was pretty cool.

They liked going over to Dan's house. The older they got, the more they wanted to do it. Dan's mom Dana was fucking hot! She was definitely a MILF. In her late 30s, she stood about 5' 6", maybe 120 pounds soaking wet. Most of that were her 38DD tits. Those were matched with a tight stomach and toned legs. Long, curly blonde hair and blue eyes on a slender face. She was one of the most beautiful women they had ever seen.

She was watching them play from the front window of her house. They could see she was wearing a blue bikini top with jean short shorts. Her blonde hair really stood out against her tan body. They were having trouble making their jump shots.

Dana stood in the front window watching the boys play. Mark waved and she waved back. She felt like she had practically raised all three boys. And now they were all going to be at college soon. Her husband was deployed overseas -- again. He was 6 months in to an 18 month stint. He missed the birth of their only child. He missed his graduation. He was going to miss taking him to college. He had missed so many life events. She felt like he had taken them for granted.

She stood there in the window, watching these fit, athletic boys shoot hoops, wearing nothing but gym shorts and basketball shoes, while they laughed and needled each other, just enjoying each other's company. She watched their hard bodies, glistening in the sun with sweat, glide so smoothly, so gracefully. She was in the prime of her life and she was alone. Except for these boys. These young, fit, handsome young men.

I can't be thinking like this! she thought to herself. Stop it! She was tempted to race upstairs and quickly satisfy her urges with her best friends she kept in the nightstand next to her bed. But they could only satisfy her to a certain extent.

The boys threw the basketball to the side and headed towards the front door. Dana moved away from the window.

"Hi, Mrs. Door," Steve and Mark said in unison. This was the first time they were getting a good look at Dana today. Goddamn! Her tits were about to fall out of that bikini top. It looked like it was about two sizes too small. And those shorts? Half of her ass was showing. Not necessarily dressed like a mom but definitely dressed like a MILF. They were hoping she didn't notice they were sporting wood already.

"Hey, Mom, we're super thirsty. Do we have any lemonade or anything?" Dan asked.

"Of course! You boys go sit down and I'll bring you some." Were they staring at my boobs? She turned and walked away. She glanced over her shoulder. Oh my God! Are they checking out my ass! Her body got warm at the thought of teenagers possibly thinking she was sexy. Then she thought No way! These were her boys. She chalked it up to not having been fucked in 6 months and being horny. She was definitely going to be opening her nightstand tonight. But there was no sense in not humoring herself.

She came back into the living room where the boys were seated, already playing their favorite video game, carrying a tray with three glasses of lemonade. Sweat was rolling off their bodies. Let's see if they can keep from staring now she thought. She stood before each boy and bent in front of each one offering them a glass. She didn't just lean over. She bent over at the waist, way more than she needed to. She practically shoved her tits in each boys face. Even her own son. They tried not to stare without much success. Each boy hoped she didn't notice the growing bulge in their shorts.

Dana slowly walked across the room, making sure each boy got a good look at her toned ass. Dana decided to test her theory again. She let the tray fall from her hands. It clanged against the floor.

"Well, shit," she said. "I swear, the older I get , the more clumsy I get." She once again bent over at the waist to pick the tray up from the floor, sticking her ass as high in the air as she could. She glanced back between her legs. Oh my God! They are checking out my ass! Her face flushed.

Steve, Dan, and Mark couldn't believe what we were seeing! If they didn't know better, they'd swear Dana wanted them to look at her ass. And what an ass! Oh my God! Bent over like that, her jeans practically disappeared in her ass crack. They looked hard to see if they could see any sign of pink pussy to no avail.

"Well, I'm going into the kitchen and start making dinner. You're all staying, right?" They all nodded their heads. She left the room, knowing full well the boys were ignoring their video game and watching her. And she worked it.

"Fuck your mom is hot as hell, dude!" Mark said to Dan once she was out of the room.

"C'mon, man, that's my mom."

"Fuck that," Steve said. "If that was my mom, I'd be all up in that shit."

Dan shot him a look. "Bullshit."

"He's not wrong," Mark said. "Me, too! What? Are fuckin' gay or something?" Steve and Mark laughed.

"Fuck you, man," Dan chuckled.

"Seriously, dude, have you ever seen her naked?" Mark asked.

"C'mon, man," Dan said embarrassed.

"You have! You have, you fucker!" Steve observed.

Dan's face broke into a grin. "Okay, yeah. Fuck, yeah. I was walking into the bathroom just as she was getting out of the shower. I swear to God I didn't know she was in there!"

"Yeah, right whatever," Steve said dismissively.

"So, did you fuck her?" Mark asked grinning.

"Dude! She's my mom!"

"I'd have fucked her," Mark said. "Was she as fucking hot naked as I think she is?"

Dan's eyes twinkled. "Hotter." They all hooted and hollered and broke into laughter. Once the laughter died down, Dan continued. "I was never able to catch her again. But she lays out in the backyard topless if nobody's home. I always sneak in the front door and go back there to see if she's back there. I've done that a bunch of times. She doesn't know it, but I watch her from my room upstairs and jerk off."

"Dude! She lays out there topless and you're just now telling me this?! Fucker! What I wouldn't give to fuck those titties," Mark said, backhanding him in the chest. I'd better be getting a call next time she's out there showing off her titties, fucker. Or some pics. Fuck! Throw a brother a bone!"

"Fuck that! Have you seen her ass? If I could tap that ass she'd scream my name," Steve said dreamily.

"Who says I don't have pics?" Dan said with a wicked grin.

Dan broke out his phone and started showing off pictures he had taken of his Mom sunbathing topless in their backyard without her knowing.

"I'd tear that shit up," Mark said boldly. "But Mr. Momma's boy over here hasn't gotten a whiff of it. He's too busy jerkin' off."

"Well, if she offered to fuck me, I wouldn't say no," Dan said with a grin. The three boys laughed at the thought of Dan fucking his mom.

Little did they know, Dana was just around the corner. Her mouth was agape. Oh my God! Those boys are talking about me! They're talking about fucking me! Even my own son! Dana couldn't believe what she was hearing. The boys she had practically raised were looking at her as a sexual object! She had heard about MILFs but never thought of herself like that. She had been faithful to her husband for 20 years. It never occurred to her that other men might find her desirable, let alone these young, hard bodied men who were in her living room talking about how they would use and abuse her body as a sex toy. Her own son was sharing topless pictures he had taken of her! Her head was swimming. Her body became hot. Her heart started to race. She needed to race upstairs to her bedroom and pull out her toys. But that was always an involved process that would take too long.

Before she knew it, her back was leaning against the kitchen counter. One hand was buried in her denim shorts rubbing her soaked slit. Her other hand was molesting her bikini covered breasts, squeezing them and tugging at her now erect gumdrop sized nipples. Her eyes were closed while she bit her bottom lip. Being quite aware that they boys were in the other room, she made every effort to keep her moaning to a minimum. But it was tough.

She imagined what those boys might do if they actually had the chance. She initially tried to push those thoughts out of her mind, but it was too late. They had taken over. She imagined three pairs of hands roaming every inch of her body and every orifice filled with hard, young cock. The room was spinning as the heat began to overtake her body.

Mark was the first to lose his lives in the game, as usual. "Fuck this game and fuck you fags," he said as he stood up and tossed the game controller to the side. "What happened to your mom? Fuck, I'm thirsty!"

"She's not your servant, bitch. Go get your water yourself," Dan said without looking up from the screen.

Dana was reaching a fever pitch. She had unzipped her jeans without even thinking about it to give her better access to her enraged clit and trembling pussy.

"Oh my God," she quietly moaned. "Yes, boys, fuck my holes, fuck all my holes. Mmmmmhmmm, yes, just like that. Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Mmmmmhmmmm, yes, cum for me. Cover me with your cum, boys. Uhhh huhhhh! Yes! Oh fuck! Ughhhhhhh!"

Dana's knees went weak as an orgasmic wave washed across her body. She continued to flick at her clit until the wave began to pull away. That will do for now, until I can climb into bed tonight and really scratch that itch.

Her heart was still racing when she removed her soaked hand from her jeans and released her breast from her own grip. The room stopped spinning and she finally opened her eyes.

"Oh! Shit! Mark! How long have you been standing there?!" There stood Mark on the other side of the kitchen. He was wearing an evil grin and holding a massive, hard cock in his hands. It glistened with what she had to assume was precum. His shorts were lowered and he was slowly stroking himself.

"Long enough to get a hard on," he said grinning.

Her body went hot again, this time from embarrassment. "Oh my God, Mark! P-p-put that thing away!" She said it but she wasn't sure she meant it. It was the biggest cock she'd ever seen! Not that she had seen a lot. But, my God, this thing was massive!

"Are you sure you want me to? You were fingering yourself and moaning about boys covering you with cum. Are you sure you want me to put it away?" Mark asked as he moved closer.

"Y-y-yes, of course," she said without conviction.

He was standing in front of her now. "Are you sure?" He grabbed her still wet hand and pulled it towards him, placing it on his rod. She wrapped her hand around it. She felt the veins pump with energy. It was the first cock she'd touched other than her husband's since marrying him 20 years ago. It felt even bigger in her hand than it looked. "Are you sure?" Mark asked again.

She looked up at him. "N-n-no. No," she sighed. Her gaze turned downward. She watched as she stroked her pseudo son's cock. She couldn't get over its size.

"Let's get a look at these tits," he said as he reached behind her neck and untied the strap. He did the same behind her back. He pulled the thin material away and threw it on the counter. He reached up with both hands and grabbed them. They were heavy and firm. "Wow. Awesome. Fucking awesome," he said as he played with them.

She felt the heat of embarrassment fading away, only to be replaced with the heat of lust again. This is so wrong. Is this really happening? I'm stroking my son's best friend's cock. He's grabbing my tits! But...but...oh my God, it feels so good!

She looked back up at him, still tugging him. "Do you like my tits, Mark?"

"Fuckin' A right I do! They're perfect."

This young man she had watched grow up in her own home desired her. "Would you like to fuck them, Mark? Would you like to fuck my tits?" she purred.

Her tone caught him off guard. "Seriously?"

Without a word she lowered herself in front of him until she was on her knees. She grabbed the base of his cock and looked up into his face. She began to slowly stroke it. Her tiny hands barely wrapped around it. I can't wait for him to fuck me! she thought to herself. She licked her lips and moved her face closer. She tenderly kissed the tip and backed away. She stared at it. She moved back in and took the head in, running circles around it with her tongue. The feeling momentarily took his breath away. She smiled at his reaction.

She quickly took it out of her mouth and pointed it skyward. She licked the underside from balls to tip, then circled the tip with her tongue. She drew her head back one last time and licked her lips. Then she moved in for the kill, taking it fully into her mouth until the tip hit the back of her throat.

Mark's head flew back at the feeling of her hot mouth wrapped around the shaft of my tool. "Holy fuck!" he said way louder than he had intended.

While Dana's one hand held the base of his shaft, the second hand, without her even consciously thinking about it, slipped through the front of her own waistband and began to rub her excited clit. Her pussy was so wet! She was sure her panties were so wet she could ring them out.

Her head bobbed on his cock while her hand pounded her own clit. She hadn't given a blow job in over 6 months, let alone deep throat a cock. He tasted differently than her husband David, more salty. She could only take in about three-quarters of it before it hit the back of her throat. She could easily deep throat David, his cock was much smaller and thinner. That is, when he found the time to be intimate with her. But she was never going to deep throat this monster.

She felt her body getting warm. She arranged her body so she could two fingers jammed up her dripping wet slit. She was sucking him harder and harder. She could feel him starting to throb more in her mouth.

Dana's punishment of her own pussy was getting more aggressive. Her grip on Mark's tool was firm. Her breathing was becoming more labored. Her cunt was beginning to tremble around her own fingers. The pace of her fingering became more frantic.

"Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmfffff! Ahhhhhhhhhfffffffggggg!" Her body began to spasm. She gripped his cock as if it was the only thing keeping her from falling over.

Is she having an orgasm while she's giving me a blow job?! Holy shit! Mark thought to himself.

Her moaning and trembling finally quieted down. She went back to focusing on the cock in her mouth.

Not that it mattered to Mark. She could feel it pulse in her mouth. "Ohmagawd, Mrs. Door, you're gonna make me cum. I'm gonna cum in your mouth!" Mark panted.

She quickly released him. "Oh no you don't. Not until you fuck these tits," she said seductively.

She proceeded to tightly wrap her massive globes around his throbbing cock. They felt warm and soft, like two warm pillows wrapping around it. She dropped a stream of saliva down onto the tip and into her cleavage. She looked up into his eyes with a grin, squeezed her tits together, and began to bounce. The head of his cock popped in and out of the top of her cleavage like a gopher. It felt amazing! Better than he had ever imagined. He began to buck his hips as if he was fucking her pussy. He was close to cumming when he was in her mouth. This was a dream come true.

"Oh...Mrs. Door...fuck! I can't...last...much...longer," he moaned.

"Shhhhhhh," she hushed. "We don't want the others to hear." She paused. "Now cum for me, baby. Cover my tits with your hot cum. I know you've dreamed about it. Cum on, baby, let me see you cum on my tits."

She didn't have to ask twice. He gripped the edge of the counter and pumped his hips hard. The first spurt shot up her throat and splattered under her chin. She removed him from her tits and grabbed his pulsing cock tight. She started to stroke it firm and fast, waving it over her tits like a hose. Hot, sticky cum pumped out onto her chest in what seemed like gallons.

Mark found it hard to breath as the throbbing slowed. He felt like he had just run a marathon. He straightened up and looked down. He had done my job. Her tits were covered with a gooey, white substance. She brought a breast to her mouth and began to lap at it with her tongue.

"Mmmmmmm, my, my, so much sweet, salty cum," she said with a crooked grin. "You made a mess. I hope you saved some for later."

Later?! Hell yeah! he thought. "There's plenty more where that came from," he said smiling back at her.

"Oh, good," she purred. She paused. "Go grab Steve, please. Be discreet."

Steve? Is she... He pulled up his shorts and headed for the living room as she pulled herself up from her knees.

My gawd?! Am I really going to do this? I just let my son's best friend cover my tits in cum! I can put a stop to this right now. But I've gone this far. And I want a cock. Inside me. Now!

"Yo, Steve. Can you help me out for a sec, bud?" Mark asked standing at the entrance to the living room.

Steve had lost the last of his lives and was watching Dan crush the opponent on the screen. "Uhhhh, yeah, sure. What's up?" he asked.

"Just need a little help in here for a sec," Mark said, trying to be nonchalant.

"What the fuck is goin' on in there?" Dan asked, not bothering to look up from the game.

"Don't sweat it, man. We'll be done in a sec," Mark said waving at him dismissively.

*****

Steve stopped dead in his tracks when we rounded the corner into the kitchen. "What the fuck?!" Steve asked in shock.

Dana was bent over and leaning on the counter, completely naked now. Her ass was staring them straight in the face. She had cleaned off most of the cum Mark had shot all over her chest. She had scooped up whatever was left and was lubing her asshole with it, pumping her finger in and out of it.

Mark slapped Steve on the arm. "Not so loud! Goddamn," he said.

"But...but ...what the fuck?" Steve still couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Dana looked back them with a smile. She loved the look on Steve's face. "Steve, honey, will you please fuck my ass? I haven't been fucked in the ass in sooooo long? Will you do that for me?" Did I just say that? It was true. She couldn't remember the last time she had let her husband fuck her in the ass. He was usually finished after fucking her pussy. But now she had multiple cocks to choose from. She knew this particular cock wanted to drill her ass. And she couldn't wait. Her snatch was throbbing at the thought.

"Seriously?" Steve asked astonished, looking back and forth from Mark's grinning face to the finger that was gliding in and out of Dana's ass.

"Does this look like a joke, dumbass?" Mark asked.

Steve couldn't believe his luck. He reached into his pocket, pulled something out, and handed it to Mark. "I want to remember this," he said with a twinkle in his eyes. It was his phone. He wanted Mark to record the proceedings for future reference.

"That's fucking brilliant!" Mark said as he held the phone up and pressed the record button.

Dana paused. "You're going to record this?!"

"Fuck yeah we are!" Mark said. "I'm gonna watch this over and over again."

Suddenly the thought of these boys wanting to relive this moment turned her on even more. She looked back at the boys. "Why? So you can jerk off to it?" she cooed.

"Hell yeah!" Steve said. Now he had his dick in his hand. It was long and lean and shining. It wasn't nearly as big as Mark's, but it was definitely bigger than David's.

"Turn around and show him those fucking titties, Mrs. Door. Show him those tits I just glazed." Now Mark was holding the phone with one hand while the other one stroked his already growing cock.