Mommy and the boys sleepover [milf, mature, teen boy, age gap, MF]

Hello again! My second ever erotic short story. The first one was also with the same theme: a maternal figure seducing, partly intentionally and partly by accident, a young, inexperienced man. I hope it’s easy and fluent reading, since English isn’t my native language. And if you also enjoy pornographic videos or are just otherwise interested in seeing me, you can check my videos on Pornhub with the same user name.

Mommy and the boys sleep over

Mommy’s oldest son was having his best friend from high school stay over night. The boys had just turned eighteen and had spend a lot of time together this summer before going their separate ways when starting college. The best friend’s parents were on a trip together for the whole weekend, and so the boy was going to stay with them all weekend, too. The boys were spending the friday afternoon throwing baskets at a court nearby. For the evening they were planning a binge watch session on a new super hero series on Netflix.
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Mommy was in the kitchen cooking dinner. She was all over the kitchen. Helping younger ones with their homework, stirring the boiling sauce pan, checking the roast in the oven, and rocking the baby in the cradle. It was a hot summer day, and Mommy felt sweat flow in streams along her back and on her temples. Swirls of her hair sticked on her red glowing cheeks as she tried to keep up with everything happening in the kitchen. As the sauce had boiled and already cooled down, Mommy grabbed it from the stove to take it to the dinner table. On the way from the kitchen, Mommy stepped on a toy car, wobbled almost falling down. She managed to maintain balance and reached the wall with her hand. Luckily she didn’t drop the sauce pan but having to maintain balance she had spilled a little of the contents on her dress. Mommy checked in on the kids in the kitchen. The baby was sleeping and the other kids were busy on their homework. Mommy headed to the other side of the house to get changed. She went to the laundry room where she could drop the sauce stained, sweaty dress in the laundry basket and get a clean dress as well. Mommy snapped open the shoulder straps, let her dress drop and stepped out of it. Mommy took a look at herself from the big mirror on the laundry room wall. She was wearing her casual lingerie. Black bra and her black hipster panties with modest lace sewings on the waist. Mommy turned her hips from side to side. She had some extra softness around her waist from the past pregnancies but to her age, from some angles, she still looked quite fit. Mommy’s breasts were big, some might even call them huge. At the moment they were even more luscious and heavy than usual, since she was still breastfeeding and they were full of milk. It had been a couple of hours since last feeding so they seemed as if going to burst out from her nursing bra. Mommy snapped out from mirroring herself when she heard voices coming from the back yard. It was her son and the friend, coming back from the ball court to dinner. Mommy heard her son tell the friend that he was going to go in through the garage to grab them a pack of soda from the garage fridge for their evening Netflix marathon. The son told his friend to just go ahead and go inside to get changed for dinner. She heard footsteps coming into the house and when they reached the house, Mommy realized that the young man was coming in from the door leading straight into the laundry room. Like in a slow-motion film, Mommy saw the door handle go down and door open. She felt frozen by her revelation and couldn’t do anything but just stand there in her underwear, dress laying at her feet and stare. The young man took a step in but instantly stopped when he noticed Mommy. He got clearly surprised about what he witnessed, just standing there eyes wide, mouth open and staring in awe. His gaze went slowly from head to toes and back, pausing long at Mommy’s big breasts bulging in her bra, announcing they needed emptying soon. In few seconds he snapped out of it and hastily muttered “I-i-i’m sorry mrs, i didn’t mean to- please excuse me” as he stepped back and pushed the door shut. The room was filled with the musky aroma of a young man’s sweat that made Mommy feel giddy in a good way. Mommy quickly came to life and jumped to the cabinet, grabbed a dress and jumped into it, rushing back to the kitchen. From the open laundry room window, Mommy heard her son coming back from the carage and asking his friend why he was still outside. She heard the friend mumble something about wanting to let the summer breeze dry some of the sweat of first before going in. Mommy felt super embarrassed about the incident. But at the same time, it had felt surprisingly good to be the object of that handsome young man’s admiration. Mommy felt her pulse racing and a pulsating sensation in her vagina. On the way to the kitchen, she quickly felt her vagina from the seam of the crotch. She realized she had gotten wet.
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It was time for the dinner. Mommy had arranged the dinner table and all the children had helped. Even her oldest son and his friend had come to help in setting the table. Mommy was still wearing an apron, trying not to have to get changed again. The apron was an old one, and as her breasts had gotten bigger by every pregnancy, she noticed it to be a little squeezy around the breasts. It went around the chest, just around the area where her nipples were. The apron pushed her boobs up, giving them a push-up bra effect and making her cleavage exposed. Mommy hadn’t really noticed the apron’s effect until now, when she caught more than once her son’s friend eyeing her tightly pressed breasts. She also noticed a bulge in his jeans.Finally their eyes met and Mommy gave the boy her most loving and warmest smile. The boy realized he had been caught, blushed, turned hastily his head away and excused himself. The young, horny eyes undressing her and worshiping her large titties had – to her dismay – again pleased Mommy very much. She had felt the familiar sensation of arousal in her nipples and vagina. Mommy reproached herself for teasing a young boy like that and letting herself get aroused by it.
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The dinner was set. Daddy was held back at the office and he was coming in later. The rest of the family sat down on the table. Mommy was busy serving the kids and looking after the baby, who had just learned to sit. Her oldest son and his friend joined them for dinner, too. When Mommy was finally about the get to start eating herself, the baby dropped a little spoon on the floor with a clink. Mommy tried to reach it from her seat. The spoon was nowhere to be seen. She had to duck under the table more and more. Finally getting under the table on all fours she could see that the spoon had flung to the other end of the table, where the young men were sitting, busy talking about the series they were going to start watching after dinner. They hadn’t noticed the spoon flying all the way there. Mommy decided to reach it by herself, already being there ducked under the table, and crawled a little further. When she was next to her son’s friend, something went into her. While reaching for the spoon she pressed her left boob against the young man’s shin. Mommy felt her nipple get hard from the touch, a little stream of fresh milk trickled from the suddenly aroused nipple and soaked her bra, and Mommy felt a spark of electricity run through her body. She felt the boy wince a bit from the touch, but heard him carrying on the conversation. Mommy grabbed the spoon and crawled backwards to her seat. For the rest of the dinner Mommy tried to keep her thoughts away from this young man who was giving her these shivers and concentrated on getting her kids to eat and have something to herself, too. The oldest son and the friend got up and took their plates to the kitchen. Mommy couldn’t help but notice that the friend was grouching a little bit and held his plate tightly in front of his zipper area. Mommy could have sworn that he was trying to hide a bulging erection.
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The rest of the evening went by fast. Mommy was did the chores as usual, laundry, dishes, picking up toys, tending to the baby and playing with the her kids. The oldest son and his friend were in his room, locked away from the noises of the rest of the family, preoccupied with gene altered super heroes with their arrows, spider webs and iron suits. When night came, and it became dark, just the light from the tv that shimmered underneath their room’s door illuminated the otherwise dark corridor. When Mommy had read the bedtime stories, sung lullabies and gotten the baby to sleep, she was lying in the master bedroom bed in her nightgown. She had deliberately left her panties off. She had this throbbing feeling inside her vagina, demanding satisfaction. And she had been wet almost the whole day, since the incident in the laundry room. There was something about this young man’s glazed, adoring gaze when he had seen Mommy’s body an her engorged tits in her nursing bra… and his stares on her cleavage when helping in setting the table. The young man’s inexperienced, insecure but lustful interest in her mature woman’s body had sparked Mommy’s fantasies. She fantasized about the joy of seeing this boy experience unprecedented pleasure she could give him. How she could make his eyes roll around by taking his young, eagerly throbbing penis between her soft and smooth oiled tits, make him beg to rub her titties up and down on his hard cock. Smother the cock between the firm softness of her huge boobies. How she could make his toes curl and his nails turn white when he would grab onto the sheet with his pressed fist, trying not to climax instantly, when her moist, soft lips encompass the tip of his cock and slowly start to swallow the cock into her mouth. And lastly, how she could make him go literally crazy with pleasure by getting on him in a riding position, stroking her dripping wet and heat glowing vagina lips with the tip of his cock and finally pushing it in. Then she would start riding his young and firm cock with accelerating pace and letting her tits drop on his face until he would have an exploding orgasm in her, shooting his sperm all the way to the bottom of her uterus. The boy would still be dizzy from the eruption of his life, and Mommy would pamper him by licking his cock clean, starting from the drained balls up to the tip of his cock. Then Mommy would curl up against his side. If he was feeling thirsty, Mommy would let him suck some milk straight from engorged tit. Sinked in her fantasies, Mommy suddenly realized her nightgown had gotten wet from the milk leaking from her tits. That happened every time she got really aroused. The milk started dribbling out almost by itself. Her pussy was dripping wet too and had made a wet patch on the sheet. Mommy knew there was only one way to snap out of it. She had to masturbate. Even though she was already super turned on and her vagina was ready to go, she started out by playing a little with her hardened nipples, teasing them by swirling her fingers around them and pinching them. When she squeezed her huge breasts, she felt a big squirt of milk burst out on her belly. She stroked her inner thighs. Then she spread her vagina open with one hand, and with the other ran her finger along her swollen lips. A moan escaped from her mouth. She put a finger in and started thrusting it in. After getting used to one finger she put a second one in. There was a horny splashing sound coming from her wet vagina being finger fucked. Mommy’s other hand started rubbing her clitoris with a circular motion. Her hips started to intuitively respond to her vagina being pleasured. As she lay there legs spread, with both hands pleasuring her vagina, her hips went back and forth in a motion imitating sex. When she started fitting a third finger in, she felt a wave of orgasmic pleasure coming from the depth of her throbbing pussy, erupting on her whole body in climatic pulses. She tried to keep silent but couldn’t help but to press her mouth against the pillow to muffle her moans.
***
Mommy lay there, her palms covered in the juices that flowed from her vagina, nightgown wet from the breast milk that had started streaming out, even squirting out when she orgasmed. Mommy felt a sense of relief, drowsy and relaxed from the masturbation. Maybe now she could have a little peace of mind from the tormenting, sexual thoughts of this young man who she was supposed to host and watch over as an reliable adult. But this was just friday evening. There was a whole weekend of sleepover ahead of them. And little did Mommy know, that she had forgotten to fully close the bedroom door and in the dark hallway, there had been of enchanted eyes transfixed on her body squirming in the fits of passion. And one young and painfully hard cock, craving the touch of a woman. Her sons friend had went to the bathroom in the middle of their Marvel marathon, but stopped to take a look what those sound were all about… He quickly tippy toed away from the door, trying to hide his achingly hard erection, amazed by what he had just seen.
To be continued?

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