His Friend’s Mother Was Very Friendly, and Not Only to Him

Even before it happened I had the hots for Rita, who was my friend Alan’s mom. All our friends called her a MILF, and she was a lot younger and sexier than most of the other moms.

She’d been divorced from Alan’s dad for a few years and had gotten a nice settlement out of it. She was pretty loose and liberal with Alan and often let his friends, including me, spend the night.

On a lot of those nights Rita would go out with her friends, or one of her sisters, all of whom were hot. It was on one of those nights, after she came home, that it all began.

A bunch of us were spending the night at Alan’s, but at that point I was the only one still awake. I was feeling horny and was actually jerking off to a porno flick in the living room when Rita came in. I had my eyes closed and wasn’t aware that she was even there until I started shooting off, at which point I opened my eyes and saw her sitting there, watching me quietly. What flipped me out even further was that she was rubbing her pussy under her skirt as she did so.

My cock had gone soft, but even though I had just come, it quickly got hard again as I saw what she was doing. Embarrassed as I was, I finally got the nerve to say hi. She smiled and then got up and moved slowly toward me. “Nice young cock,” she said.

“Thanks,” I mumbled, taken aback by the calmness of her reaction. My shock continued as she actually asked if she could touch it. I just nodded, and she took it in her hand, stroking it tentatively. Then she got on her knees and kissed the head, then licked it a few times from base to tip. Her touch was so warm and sensual that I instantly began throbbing as I marveled at the exquisite sensations she was giving me.

Next she opened her mouth and engulfed me in her warm, wet smoothness. With her head bobbing up and down my cock, I ran my fingers through her long, wavy blond hair. She was sucking me like a pro, licking me with her tongue and working me in and out of her throat with exquisite skill. No girl had ever made me feel as good as she did.

When I told her I was going to come, she seemed to suck even harder, and she tickled my balls and even probed my ass with a finger. It sent me over the edge, and I exploded down her gulping throat. She didn’t waste a drop. Once she was finished, she stood up, licked her lips, and told me good night. I watched her sexy ass bounce away as she headed for her room.

I didn’t see Rita for a day or two after that, but when I did, she acted as though nothing had happened, so I tried my best to act that way, too.

Nearly a month went by before I again spent the night at Alan’s place. Again Rita was out with friends, but this time when she returned she wasn’t alone. As before, I was the only one awake, since I’d been waiting for her, and as I heard her coming in, I thought of going to greet her at the door—until I heard another voice. It was a man’s voice. I recognized it as that of my college basketball coach, who I knew was married, because his wife is a teacher at our school.

They were both a little drunk, and as they came into sight, I saw them stop and make out in the hallway. Their hands were all over each other as they kissed passionately. When they stepped into the living room, they saw me sitting there, but it didn’t faze either of them—they went at it as if I weren’t there at all.

As the coach’s hands went up Rita’s skirt to squeeze her panty-covered ass, I felt myself getting hard, and since it seemed that anything went, I took out my own cock and began to stroke it as I watched the scene before me. Rita dropped to her knees and pulled down the coach’s pants, then began to deep-throat his cock with enthusiasm. The coach held on to her hair and started to groan, but before he could come, she stopped and moved, still on her knees, over to where I was sitting on the couch, cock in hand. The coach followed, getting down and preparing to enter her from behind. She engulfed my cock with her mouth as he did so, and his thrusts were soon driving that mouth rhythmically back and forth over my dick.

This was all too much for me, and I soon shot my load down Rita’s thirsty throat. I then sat back and watched as the coach drilled her steadily for another five minutes before he groaned and came inside her.

After he came, he quickly dressed and left, saying something about getting home to his wife. Still not satisfied, Rita sucked my cock again and brought me back to life, then lay on her back on the couch and let me mount her missionary-style. I banged her warm, sloppy cunt as hard as I could, while she egged me on until she had an explosive climax, moments before I shot my second load inside her.

Since then I’ve had the privilege of fucking my buddy’s mom again from time to time—but then, it seems, so have a lot of other guys.

—F.M., Duluth, Minnesota