My Cock Was Used By My Friend’s Hot Mom While His Dad Watched [MFM]

TL;DR: Spent three years of my life fantasizing about my friend’s mom. My senior year of college she blew me in the shower then had me fuck her in front of her husband.

My roommate Eric’s mom, Linnea, was hot—like super-hot. She was a Swedish immigrant, so platinum blonde hair and blue eyes. She must have had Eric when she was 16, because she could have passed as still in her thirties. She was tall—5’10—athletic and thin and spoke with the sexiest Swedish accent. I met her for the first time our freshman year when Linnea strolled in a pair of tight jeans and sneakers and handed her son a pack of toilet paper as I walked into our dorm.

Eric and I quickly became buddies and rushed together and even pledged to same fraternity. Eric came from money growing up in the suburbs of Chicago. I’m a good ol’ southern boy from south Georgia who got into a California school he could never dream of affording on an athletic scholarship.

Over the next few years, Linnea and I actually became friends. She would visit her only son several times a year, and anytime her visits coincided with one my games, she would be there cheering me on with Eric (when he wasn’t hung over).

On Christmas break our senior year, Eric and I decided to drive home. I would drop him off in Illinois. stay the night, and make the rest of the trip to Georgia the next day. I knew Eric came from money, but I didn’t realize just how much money that was until I pulled up to his freakin’ mansion. It had wings, and a garage full of cars that Eric’s father collected.

We arrived in the evening and were greeted at the door by Linnea in a robe. It was hard not to imagine what she was (or was not) wearing underneath it—maybe something sexy for her husband. We chatted and Eric had a few drinks, and I decided not to since I didn’t want to finish my trip hung over. I wasn’t sure of it, but I felt that Linnea kept undressing me with her eyes, which I thought made me completely delusional but didn’t super bother me since I did the same to her pretty much every time I saw her. Anyway, while I was expecting to just crash on the couch before, Linnea told me they had prepared a room for me in “the east wing.” Holy shit these people were fancy. Linnea showed me to my room and I crashed hard.

When I woke up, I went to the bathroom, took my briefs off and hopped in the shower. I woke up with the most glorious morning wood, and I started slowly jacking off as the water fell on my chest. Only one woman filled my thoughts that morning—not college girls, not ex-girlfriends, only one woman—Linnea. I wasn’t touching myself for more than 5 minutes when Linnea’s voice almost made me fall over.

“Do you need any help in there?”

I turned and set my eyes upon none other than the object of my shower fantasy in her white robe again, smiling at me.

“Ummm, yeah sorry, am I using up all the hot water?” I asked, thinking it wasn’t possible that they skimped on multiple water heaters per wing in a house like this.

Although I was no longer stroking myself, my cock was still fully erect, and I followed Linnea’s eyes to it.

“Oh my, you are quite large, aren’t you?”

*Sidebar: I am not “quite large,” I am completely and totally average in length—6 inches and average girth, but I’m not about to correct the sexy Swedish MILF who wants to tell me it is.*

I watched dumbfounded as Linnea untied her robe and let it fall in a pool at her feet. She was completely naked, B cup-breasts at my best estimate, and trimmed landing strip resting neatly above her slit.

I dared not speak for fear that doing so would wake me from an illusion as she opened the glass shower door and joined me inside. This was no sorority girl, which consisted of pretty much all of my sexual experience up to that point. This was a woman. Her slender curves had me mesmerized.

“This is ok then, Ja?” She asked slowly kneeling in front of me onto the hard tile, the water now on my back. I meekly nodded, not wanting to assume what would happen next.

Linnea took my cock in her hand and I gasped.

“It’s good, Ja?” she inquired, starting to stroke it tightly.

“Y-yeah. But what about your husband?”

“Oh, he knows. But Eric is fast asleep still, and he’s in the other wing.” She responded.

“Fuck.” I responded, proud of myself for at least checking before I nailed his Mom. As Linnea leaned forward and took my cock in her mouth.

“Oh God.” I groaned in response. I had only had sex in the shower one other time with my ex, and it was awful. It was cramped, either too hot or too cold, and I was constantly afraid of slipping and breaking a hip. But now, watching my friend’s mom bob up and down on my cock, I was ready to try again.

Unfortunately for me, I had never had a woman who knew what she was doing suck my dick before and about a minute in I had to warn Linnea that she was going to make me cum.

*Sorry, guys.*

Her response wasn’t to stop like any of my past trysts, but to bob her head faster and deep throat ever single inch of me—another first for me. I couldn’t hold out any longer and launched what felt like the absolute biggest load down my friend’s mom’s throat. Linnea held me with my balls resting against her chin until the last drop of me was spent. With that, she stood up and said, “Yum. Why don’t you finish up and join me in my room. It’s the one at the end of the hall with the double doors.” She put her robe back on and disappeared out of the bathroom.

Almost confused at what happened, I finished soaping myself and got out. When I exited the bathroom to my bed, I noticed a grey robe spread out on the covers. I put it on, nude underneath, and walked to Linnea’s bedroom. Part of me wondered if she and her husband slept in different rooms. But when I slowly opened the door with a knock and stepped inside, I knew immediately it was a shared master bedroom.

Both Linnea and her husband, Steve, were waiting for me, apparently. Steve, who I was meeting for the first time, sat naked in a lounge chair near the open bedroom window, his penis flaccid (no homo) as he read from the news paper. Much more enticing was his European goddess of a wife on her bed with two three fingers inserted into her pussy.

“You came!” Linnea announced.

“I did.” Noting the double entendre, but completely freaked out that her husband was also there.

“Oh, don’t worry about him. I told you, he knows. He likes to watch.” She explained getting off the bed and pecking me on the cheek, calming my nerves in the process.

I looked back at Steve, who had lowered his newspaper and nodded at me.

*Holy shitballs! Was this really happening?*

Linnea was already all over me again. Her hands slid my robe off of my body. If Steve hadn’t been there, I know I would already be fucking this woman every which way to Sunday. But he was there, and I was a little nervous.

“My husband was glad to hear that you enjoyed your Christmas gift this morning, Ryan.” She said beginning to stroke me. “Would it be OK if we showed him how I made you pop in my mouth?”

“Y-yes.” I stammered, feeling my nerves dissipate and my manhood begin to respond in kind.

Linnea guided me by the cock to her bed, climbed on it onto her knees, bent over and took me in her mouth for the second time in less than 15 minutes. She devoured me, bobbing her head all the way up and down, not even gagging as I became fully hard once more.

As she sucked, I heard Steve’s voice for the first time. “That’s right. Make her your little slut.”

*Woah there, Steve.*

I had never called a woman a “slut” before. It wasn’t really my thing, and I was always half afraid that by doing so, the sexy times would stop. But Linnea apparently liked it, moaning on my cock in response.

I knew that if she kept deep throating me like this, it wouldn’t be long before I flooded her mouth again, and I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I never felt her pussy walls around my shaft.

I pushed her mouth off of me, and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around me as I slowly lowered her onto my dick. I paused with my tip at her entrance, briefly pondering on birth control and disease (*wrap it before you clap it people*) or whether I should just plunge her down. As if reading my mind, Linnea interjected, “Don’t worry. It’s safe.”

Trusting Linnea and not seeing any more reason to stall, I split those perfect pussy lips onto my spear. I had only ever gone bareback one other time, and it was terrifying–I wasn’t ready to sire a child. Knowing that there would be no baby or STD’s made me focus on the incredible sensation now surrounding my dick.

“Herregud!” (“*Oh my God!” in Swedish*) She giggled as I began to rock my hips, which had the effect of her pussy sliding all the way up and down my cock in the air.

“That’s a new one.” Steve said, “Put her in her place, son.”

*Dear God, don’t call me son, Steve. This is weird enough as it is.*

Linnea shrieked as her cheeks clapped harder against my thighs.

“Ooohh. I’ve fantasized about this forever, Mrs. Farnsworth.” I moaned.

She smiled. “C-call m-me L-Liny when you’re fucking me, Ryan. And I know.”

“We’ve been planning this ever since Eric told us you would be staying the night with us.” Steve chimed in. I looked over briefly, and he was now stroking his own cock, which didn’t appear much smaller than mine.

I thrust into her even harder. “Herregud! You’re so strong!” She said, gasping. I wanted to impress her, I wanted to fuck her in ways her rich husband never could.

“Fuck, look at you, Liny,” Steve spoke. “You love his cock, don’t you?”

“Yes, Alskling (*”Honey”)*!” Liny exclaimed. “I love it so much!”

My arms couldn’t take it anymore, and I had to drop her on the bed. Doubting I could even hold my own weight over her at this point. I laid down on their bed, “Ride me.”

“You dirty boy,” she grinned, as her knees straddled my hips, and she slid back down onto my cock, starting to slowly make sweet love to it.

“Make her tits bounce, son.” Steve called from his chair. I was getting less uncomfortable with his interjections, even him calling me “son” didn’t seem so intolerable to keep me from pleasuring his wife.

“Yes, sir,” I replied, slightly lifting Liny’s hips so that I could begin making her impossibly perky breasts jiggle above me. And jiggle they did.

Liny looked perfect. Moans leaked from her pursed lips, with eyes hungry for the ultimate feeling of pleasure that I was trying desperately to give her. She grew louder—so loud that part of me thought of Eric hearing. But even if he could hear from over there, surely he wouldn’t suspect that it was me making her make those sounds.

*Better to ask for forgiveness than permission.*

I pushed him from my thoughts, and I knew that this sexy woman riding me was close to cumming, when she began to buck down to meet my upward thrusts.

“Are you going to cum on his cock, Liny?” Steve asked his bride.

“Ja! I love his cock soooo much!” She declared.

“You’re gonna make me cum,” I warn Liny so that if she wants she can get off of me.

“Ja! Fill me, I want it!” she begged, pushing herself as deep as possible onto me, and as she did she screamed something in Swedish, but I swear I heard “Odin.” As she climaxed above me, I felt like an absolute God making this woman cum in front of her husband, until I too reached the point of no return and deposited another glorious mind-numbing load of cum inside of her.

“Wow,” she moaned, recovering from her orgasm, and sliding off of my cock onto the opposite side of the bed.

Her husband appeared between her legs, violently jerking his dick. He lined himself up and inserted himself.

*Eric’s parents are freaks!*

One thrust. Two thrusts. Three thrusts. A loud grunt, and Steve creamed his wife right then.

As he withdrew, he stood back up and looked at me.

“Thank you, son.” He started.

I cringed.

“My wife will be down to make you some breakfast before you leave.” He finished matter-of-factly.

My stomach growled, almost triggered by the word “breakfast.”

That was almost ten years ago. Eric never did find out, and Liny and I have had a few meetups over the years including when I was still in college.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ssfm8g/my_cock_was_used_by_my_friends_hot_mom_while_his