"Dude! Your Mom is Hot!" (closed)

[Alice2015]

"Dude! Your Mom is Hot!"

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Ella Smith could feel her orgasm approaching, the pleasure welling slowly but steadily toward imminent explosion. Then ... the Magic Finger she had pressed against her clit went still and silent, its AAA battery depleted.

"Fuck..." she murmured, realizing what had happened. She tossed the vibrator aside, growling in every increasing volume, "Fuck, fuck, FUCK!"

She pressed her own fingers to her sensitive nub and hurriedly manipulated it, desperate for release, but it wasn't happening. Ella had never been able to drive herself to climax with the aid of a toy of some sort.

Or a partner.

Of course, that hadn't happened in a good long time. It'd had been over six month since she and her husband, Robert, had had sex, and it had been almost two years since he'd made Ella cum without her having to assist him with her own nimble fingers upon her womanhood. Makes no sense, she thought to herself about the fact that if she had a man's cock deep inside her she could help him drive her to explosion, but if she was alone -- even with one of her dildo's plunged deep to the base -- she couldn't accomplish the same. Cock or vibrator, those seemed to be her options if she wanted the euphoric delight of orgasm.

Since neither of those were available to her at the moment, Ella abandoned hope of satisfaction and hopped up from her bed to get showered. She'd made clubbing hopping plans with a couple of her single girlfriends, women who she could trust not to let her husband know that she occasional got naked and sweaty in the arms of another man. Oh, it was like she cheated a lot. Not like her husband, anyway. He'd had a thing going on with a woman at work for more than three years, half the length of their marriage. And Ella knew that when he was in New York on one of his periodic visits to his company's home office, Robert made use of an escort service he'd used before the two of them had married and still used to this day.

Ella didn't mind much. Okay, she did. But she wasn't going to confront Robert about it. After all, she wasn't exactly keeping her thighs clamped closed when he was gone, was she? So long as he was being safe and not bringing home any exotic diseases or, worse still, knocking up some young floozy who would then be delving into their bank accounts for hush money or child support, Ella couldn't give a fuck. She liked her life, her very comfortable life. She had cash, credit cards, clothes, memberships, jewelry, and -- when she needed a change -- a new car that expressed her emotions and spirit of the day.

Ella needed a change now, she knew. And not just in transportation. She was getting bored with hooking up with strange men for a night or even a weekend of wild but meaningless sex. She needed something different. But what? The answer came to her from out of the blue, setting her on an unexpected path that Ella would never have contemplated if she hadn't overheard one of her step son's friend's declaration from the other room.

"Dude! Your mom is hot!"

Ella nearly laughed out loud at the comment but managed to keep it to herself. She heard her step son, Ryan, make some kind of response to the friend, and while she hadn't heard it, Ella presumed it included something to the affect of She's my step mother. Ella smiled, wondering whether Ryan himself was thinking But yes, you're right, she's hot.

Ella had come into Ryan's life before he'd reached his teens and the dreaded puberty. So, she'd known him both as a boy and now as a young man. She didn't know much about his personal life, though she had suspicions that he was still a virgin. He'd never had a girlfriend of whom Ella had been aware, and he'd barely even spent time alone with a girl on dates, again as far as Ella was aware. But who knew these days, right? For all she knew, Ryan had an empty box of condoms in his lamp table and notch marks on his head board from all the girls he'd been bringing home and deflowering while his parents were away.

Ella had heard Ryan arrive home while she was dressing, but she'd had no idea he'd brought someone home with him. Now ready to head out on the town, Ella checked herself in the mirror over her bureau...

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She smiled, thinking about the friend's comment, He's right. Fuck, I am hot! This time, she did laugh as she made her way out into the living room and looked around for Ryan and the other boy. If it wasn't for the simple fact that she knew this kid was in high school with her step son, though, Ella might not have thought the young man a teenager. He looked mature for his age and had a great form.

Jock, Ella thought as she looked the man over conspicuously. One of Ryan's school activities was tutoring the jocks who weren't doing so well in the more technical or higher level classes that got them into good colleges, with or without sports scholarships. He was probably from the football team, a quarterback or running back. He had great arms and a great chest and a great ass ... and suddenly Ella found her new direction.

She crossed over toward and past her step son, greeting him and asking him who his friend was. Her tone was friendly, not flirtatious. The last thing she wanted was for Ryan to know that her panties were getting wet with thoughts of what she could do with a guy like this.

"You're father's in New York until tomorrow afternoon, Ryan," Ella reminded, circling around the kitchen table as she checked her clubbing purse for the needed items. "You know your curfew ... and you know I don't think you need one ... so, be good tonight and stay out of trouble."

She fingered the string of condoms hidden in her purse and looked up at the friend. She glanced toward his groin and thought to herself Probably too small for what you're packing down there. She closed the purse, gave the two teens one last glance, and headed for the door. Then she stopped suddenly.

"Crap, I forgot," she said, feigning disappointment. She turned to give the pair a pouty expression. "I forgot. The leasing company is coming to look at the Jag' in the morning, and I'm not supposed to drive it. Something about letting the computerized something do something to something, I don't know."

She looked directly at Ryan's friend, knowing that Ryan's own car was in the shop getting winter tires, and asked, "Is there anyway I could get a ride downtown from you boys? I could make it up to you. Give you some cash for the arcade or movie theater or whatever it is that you boys do for excitement on a Friday night these days."

 

[Gabe619]

Stephen Riley was 19, a Quarterback and as confident as a boy his age could be. He had a cheerleader girlfriend as tradition required and she opened her legs to him as often as he wanted. She enjoyed his 7" and red bull sized thickness of a cock inside her even though she complained it made her ache terribly. But there was something about Ryan's mother that always got Stephen's heart beat going up a notch. She was a definite MILF, they all thought so, and by all he meant the entire football team. They had seen her at school games cheering them on from the stands as Ryan sat with her. They all tried to figure out ways to come on over for a closer look, but Ryan was picky with the boys he tutored. Stephen was one of the lucky few and had been around Ella Smith a few times and savoured every second. She had become his jerk off fantasy in the shower lately even though he was always respectful to her in person. Tonight he was dressed in tight black jeans that showed off his ass and thighs and a tight thin white tshirts that equally showed off his broad shoulders and pecs. As Ella moved around the kitchen Stephen made sure he took every opportunity to look her over. Fuck, she looked incredible and he found himself wondering if she was wearing any bra under that leather top ... he sure would like to find out. As she mentioned her car and could they give her a lift he stood up immediately, smiling.

"Sure Mrs. Smith, I would be happy to give you a lift ... Stephen, you don't really need to come, it won't take long, we don't both need to go."

This was his chance to be alone with this sexy as fuck MILF and he didn't want his friend, her step son, to mess it up. Ryan looked up from his laptop and shrugged.

"Yeah, you're right Steve. You ok going with Steve alone mom? He can take care of you." Ryan said looking up at the two people before him, despite her heels Stephen still towered over Ella.

 

[Alice2015]

"Sure Mrs. Smith, I would be happy to give you a lift ...

Ella's lips widened a bit at the boy's enthusiasm. He'd been around before, once even on a hot day when she'd been out doing laps in the pool. Ella had risen from below to water once she'd finished to make her way back into the house, and although it hadn't been done specifically for his viewing pleasure -- hell, she hadn't even known he and Ryan were there until later -- Ella had given Stephen a good long look at her sleek, firm body in a second-skin one piece before finally disappearing through the sliding glass door of her and Robert's master bedroom. She only came to understand that her step son's friend had been ogling her when, after dressing and coming out to find them, the quarterback made a comment about how nice it must have been to have a pool in the backyard.

Stephen went on...

"Ryan, you don't really need to come, it won't take long, we don't both need to go."

Ella had to turn away at the teen's obvious attempt to be alone with her, fearful that Ryan would see the she-wolf smile that spread across her face. Boy, you're playing with fire, she thought to herself.

"Yeah, you're right Steve. You ok going with Steve alone mom? He can take care of you."

"I'm sure he can," Ella said in almost a whisper as she turned to meet Stephen's gaze. She studied him eyes for a moment, smirking knowingly, then let her gaze drop to his impressive torso for a moment before she passed around him. The look she gave Stephen wasn't inconspicuous at all, but then it hadn't meant to be. Ella wanted Stephen to know she approved of his physique. It would make him think he had a chance with the older woman. He did, of course: but only because Ella wanted him, too.


"You know where the take out menus are, honey," she told Ryan as she leaned over and kissed him atop the head. She had already been pulling a fifty from her purse and she set it before him now, telling him, "You have a curfew and bed time, young man ... and as you know ... I don't believe in curfews or bedtimes, so, be good."

She laughed and kissed him on the head again. Ella, Ryan, and Robert had had a long lasting and sometimes simmering disagreement about teen restrictions. She didn't believe in them, obviously: she felt that the only way for a young man like Ryan to learn about life was to live it. Hell, that was the way she'd been brought up, and look where she was today: nice house in the 'burbs with a man making a quarter of a million dollars a year, playing mom for a growing young man who Ella herself hadn't had to push out of her own body, spending the majority of her non-family time with the girls as if she was still in college, and spending the rest of her non-family time with the boys as if she was still in high school.

Speaking of high school, she thought as she snagged Stephen by the elbow and pulled him toward the kitchen door. She released her hold on him as she headed out before him, adding a little extra swing to her hips and ass as she called back, "Don't wait up, Ryan. The girls are coming out to play, and it could be a long night."

Ella couldn't help but laugh at her misspeaking about the girls. She'd actually been speaking about the women she was meeting later, but when she'd been younger the girls had referred to her firm, pert B-cup titties that had loved to come out and play often. Oh, Ella hadn't been a slut or anything like that. But she'd known her share of men, dating all the way back to losing her virginity at 15 to her father's boss. After her dad had gotten a long overdue raise and promotion, Ella realized the power of her sexuality, and from that point on fucking had become something she'd done to get her where she wanted to be.

Of course, now that she was there, it was all about her own pleasure and delight. Arriving at the curb near Stephen's car, Ella thought about the potential pleasure and delight she could achieve teaching this young man what sex was all about.

"Nice ride," she said about the car. She'd expected a big 4x4 or a little two seater sports car. Seeing that it was larger and had an expansive back seat made Ella's lips spread once again. She stood at the passenger side door with an expectant expression, wondering whether teens this day knew how to spell chivalry let alone define it. She was happy when Stephen opened the door for her, and as she slid inside she added with obvious flirtation and suggestion, "Big back seat. Love a car with a big back seat."

Once Stephen had made his way around to drop in behind the wheel, Ella instructed, "There's a little café on the 101, in Tyler. That's where I'm meeting the girls."

Tyler was only six minutes away, a tiny unincorporated burg that set on the edge of a cliff overlooking the Pacific. It wasn't much, just a café, a mom-n-pop convenience store, a dive bar popular with the locals, and a string of rental cabins that had been built to serve migrant fruit pickers in the 1920s but for the past few decades had served the dive bar's patrons who needed a place for their one night stands.

 

[Gabe619]

Stephen revved the engine and drove off in a cloud of gravel. He loved this car, a gift from his dad, he never liked sports cars, to expensive to run and 4x4's were way to big for around town which was what he needed a car for. This was perfect. Ella's none to subtle hints about his body and the back seat had his heart pounding .. was she really coming onto him? It wouldn't take long to get to Tyler, although God knew why such a high class sexy lady wanted to go to that dive, even if she was meeting her friends at the cafe. He slowed a little, wanting to make this time alone with her last as the streetlight flashed over head then they hit an long unlit stretch of road between town and Tyler. Only the radio and dashboard lights gave any illumination in the car but it was enough for Stephen to glance over almost constantly to check her out. He was no stiff when it came to girls his own age, but he admitted he was a little unsure how to hit on a woman like Ella.

"You look real fine tonight, Mrs. Smith." He led off, but they were already pulling into Tyler and he saw the Cafe up ahead.

There were a few cars out front, not to many and he could see no one in the parking lot. He pulled into the lot and parked up, turning the car off and looking around. It was pretty desolate out here, just a real small main street through town and the cafe, store and bar and a few cabins. He didn't feel right dropping her here alone.

"You want me to wait with you for your friends to show up, Ma'am?" He asked, still with the politeness his parents had driven into him even as he looked over, his eyes going to her cleavage of their own accord.

 

[Alice2015]

Ella laughed as she opened the door and exited into the gravel parking lot. "Mrs. Smith was bad enough, but ma'am, really."

She leaned back into the open door, flashing Stephen her cleavage. Ella was proud of her still firm and youthful looking bosom, and she wasn't often hesitant to let men get a view of it.

"My friends won't be here for a couple of hours, actually she informed him. "Why don't you come join me in the bar for a beer. Don't worry, the bartender is a friend."

Ella stood tall, turned to give Stephen a momentary look of her ass, then walked away toward the bar ... leaving the car door open so that Stephen would have to at least get out to close it.

She continued onward, intent on sitting in a fark, corner booth with the hope that the young stud would follow.

 

[Gabe619]

Stephen actually gulped seeing down her top, and then the shot of her tight ass in those skintight jeans made his cock throb in his own jeans. He jumped out, slamming the door closed and locked the car, running after her. Her friends wouldn't be here for hours? Hours? Had she planned this ... did she want him alone .... Oh, God, please, make her want me alone, Stephen prayed hard as he caught up with her just as she entered the bar. He was still well under age to drink and felt a wave of nerves as the adults in the place turned to look at them, but as they saw Ella they relaxed, the barman smiling at her and waving. Stephen stuck close behind her, waiting for the moment the barman realised his age and would throw him out.

 

[Alice2015]

“He's with me,” Ella told the bartender, who had just come out around behind the counter to deliver a pair of beers to an old couple sitting at a small table. When the bartender gave Stephen a hard glare, then looked to Ella with a raised eyebrow, she sidled up close to him, cupped one of his butt cheeks with a grasping hand, and said suggestively and just loud enough that Stephen to hear. “I'll make this up to you later.

Gary's expression changed suddenly, becoming accepting of the teen’s presence. He nodded to the most remote and inconspicuous booth in the back and told her, “Keep it civil, and don’t attract attention … like last time.”

She kissed Gary on the cheek, reached out to snag Stephen’s hand, and led him through the bar to their booth. Before she sat, though, she urged Stephen into his seat and said, Gonna feed the juke. Sit.”

She turned away to the juke box, calling to Gary to bring two drafts and two shots. He’d delivered the drinks, again scrutinizing the teen, before Ella got back. When she stepped up to the booth, she was swaying to a slow country song. She studied her companion with a hungry expression.

“I’ll have to blow Gary later, ya’know,” Ella said still swaying. “Is your company worth that, Stephen?”

Before he had a chance to respond, though, Ella grasped his hand again, demanding, “Dance with me.”

 

[Gabe619]

Feeling a little shell shocked, Stephen felt himself pulled from the booth and onto the dance floor. There weren't many people out here and he was still trying to get his head around what she had just said ... she had to blow the bar tender because Stephen was in the bar underage? She would do that?! he had known the woman for years, desiring her, wanting her, sneaking looks when Ryan wasn't looking or Ella left a door open or was in the pool and all, but he had always assumed she was a faithful wife and was just messing with him. Tonight his eyes were being opened to a new Ella, a totally different woman to the one most of the public and her family saw. He very much doubted Ryan knew this side of his mum, if he did he would keep Stephen and the other jocks out of his house for sure. And odds were Mr. Smith didn't know or didn't care perhaps, but either way ... she was acting like a slut and Stephen suddenly clarified in his own mind she was acting like a slut with him. She had asked him if he was worth the blowjob she would have to give later, right? He slipped his hands to her slim waist, holding her as they started to dance, his eyes on her gorgeous face, the trace of a smirk on his lips now.

"Oh, yeah, I'm worth it." He told her.

 

[Alice2015]

Confident, she thought after he'd given his answer. She contemplated what was ahead of him and continued her thinking about him, You're gonna need that. Ella held close to Stephen, the fingers of her hands interlaced behind his neck as their bodies pressed tight against one another. She could feel his rather substantial erection pressing against her lower belly, just a bit higher of where she was fantasizing him thrusting it with the undeniable energy of a teenage jock.

Ella knew that if they remained this way much longer, she was going to take one of his hands and lead him out to that back seat she'd taken notice of earlier. It was fortunate that Gary passed behind them, carrying their drinks to the booth. When the bartender glanced her way, Ella winked playfully at him. Gary only shook his head as his lips spread in a tight smile before heading off to deal with the others.

"Do as I do," she said when they were back in the booth. She lifted the whiskey shot to her lips, downed it in a quick gulp, grimaced a bit despite the years of familiarity with the alcohol, then slammed the shot glass down onto the table, rim down. She lifted the beer, sucked down half of it, set it down with another thunk, looked to Stephen's drinks, and said, "Your turn."

After he'd followed suit, Ella laughed. She knew tonight was going to be fun. As confident and manly man as Stephen thought he might be, he was still a high school jock with an eye on a scholarship and possible future on a university football team. That meant that while he might occasionally share a six pack with his buddies at the park or down at the lake, he wouldn't have the experience with drinking that Ella herself had had at that age. He couldn't without risking banishment from the team, she knew.

"Another!" she hollered to Gary. She gestured an extended finger at Stephen's half empty beer, the lifted her to finish it after telling him, "Finish that, or they might think you've never been in a bar before."

Ella jumped into what essentially became an interrogation. Stephen was hesitant about some of her questions and open with others. Ella told him firmly not to lie to her, about anything, adding that holding back an answer was the next best thing to lying, so, don't do that either. "I'll know if you're lying, and if you are, we're done here and you can hit the road."

She was confident in her own right, confident that Stephen would do anything to remain with her like this this evening. So, she bombarded him with questions regardless of whether or not she thought he would be comfortable talking about them. She asked all about him, his high school years, his youth, his family, his schooling, sports, civic activities, college plans, and more.

"How old were you the first time you beat off?" she suddenly asked as he was talking about university he had in mind. She smiled at his reaction, continuing, "Who were you thinking about when you pounding it? Fantasizing, I mean? Some model? Movie starlet? Maybe a school friend's mother."

She laughed at the insinuation that she might have been the object of his first masturbatory fantasy. It was funny to Ella because while she was pretty certain he'd begun beating his pud long before having ever met her, she was also pretty sure he had spurted in the shower to the fantasy of being balls deep in her in more recent times.

"Who are you fucking?" Ella went on after he'd answered the previous personal question in whatever way he'd chosen to. She asked the girl's name and what she was all about. Ella already knew Stephen had been seeing a cheerleader: she'd seen the girl try to stick her tongue down the quarterback's throat after the recent Homecoming game. "Are you using protection? What I'm asking is are you clean? Has pompom girl been fucking her way through the starting lineup without latex?"

Again, she let him respond in what ever way he wanted. Ella was just about to ask him his favorite sexual position when a female voice hollered her way, "He-e-e-e-e-e-y bitch!"

Ella looked up at the loud female, laughed, and hollered back, "He-e-e-e-e-e-y bitch yourself!"

"Family restaurant!" Gary said concerning the foul language as he was passing to deliver a tray of drinks.

Ella glanced at the clock on the wall, clarifying with a laugh, "Not for long!"

The establishment served a full grill menu, which allowed families -- including children under 21 -- to be on the premises until 9pm. But it was 8:54, so Gary had already been politely letting the family types know it was time to hit the road. Ella looked about herself, finding a few tourist types. But the current patronage was mostly older locals who came for the excellent food and political discussions that Gary was keen for. But Ella knew that as the evening went on, those older folk would fade away, the half dozen televisions would come alive with a variety of muted sporting events, and the juke box's volume would double as the dance floor came alive with people of all ages wanting to bump and grind while auditioning their one night stand partner.

Ella scooted over in her side of the booth, patting the seat next to her, and commanded, "Sit your ass down. Got someone to introduce you to."

The woman plopped in next to Ella, looked across the table, and donned a surprised look. As she ogled the young pup, she said with humor, "Fuck, El', I didn't know it was bring your kid to the meat market day."

"This is Stephen," Ella said after laughing. "He's a classmate of my son Ryan's. Jock, all star quarterback, yadda yadda and such forth. Don't worry, he's legal. I checked his ID, even if Gary didn't."

"I'm Cami," the beauty said as she offered her hand over the table. "But you can call me wet in the panties."

Ella shoulder shoved the younger-than-she woman, telling Cami while she eyed Stephen, "He's got a big cock, which is a shame for you as, if I recall, you were munching other women these days."

"That was last week," Cami said, still ogling Stephen. Gary stepped up, and Cami made a gesture for another round of what was already on the table before looking back to Stephen and saying, "But I haven't decided about this week yet."

"You will have after you've danced with him and felt that monster against you," Ella told Cami, who was the youngest of the women he'd be introduced to tonight. Ella winked to Stephen as she complimented, "You know those jokes that start Is that a banana in your pocket or...?"

"I'm a banana kind of girl," a third female voice said from nearby. The oldest women in tonight's group stuck her hand out, saying, "I'm Kimberly, and I'll be eating your banana tonight, thank you very much."

Two other women -- April and Yuki -- stepped up and the group erupted into a loud, happy conversation that was one part friendly banter, one part sexual innuendo, and one part playful sexual exploit comparisons. Ella watched Stephen for his reaction to the sometimes very inappropriate talk coming from four women he'd only just met and one he'd never known the way he did now.

The others pushed Stephen and Ella deeper into the booth's curve seat as they took their places. By the time everyone was comfortable, the 18 year old was seated with women who, in order of arrival, were 28, 57, 34, and 42. And, of course, there was 36 year old Ella. Gary was called, and as the chatter continued -- sometimes involving the teen, sometimes not -- the table filled with shots and frosty beers.

Some men the women knew came to the booth to say hi, and in a flash Yuki and April were up and heading for the dance floor. Kimberley slid out, reached a hand out toward Stephen, and demanded, "Come on, I need to feel that banana of yours against me."

Ella caught the teen's eye, nodded toward the floor, and -- after reaching a hand over to grasp his thigh too close to his groin -- told him, "Go have fun. They'll take good care of you."

 

[Gabe619]

Stephen was in hog heaven right now. Surrounded by incredibly sexy women of all ages, each and every one a lady he would fantasise over if he had seen her in the street and yet here they were with him on the dance floor. Yes a couple of other guys had joined in, but it was obvious to Stephen they were on the outside of this tight circle of moving bodies and he was on the inside. His cock throbbed in his tight jeans, it had never been so hard he thought, but then he had never had so much temptation and distraction in his life. As the girls whirled around him, grinding into him, allowing him to touch them as they danced with him, but always his eyes went back to Ella sitting alone in the booth watching with that smile. He couldn't tell if it was a smile of happiness, satisfaction or just plain sexual arousal, but whatever it was he found his eyes focusing on those lips of her, her bright, gorgeous eyes and although the women on the dance floor were sexy as all hell, he had been thinking of Ella for years so she took prime spot in his mind tonight.

Before the women had started to arrive she had been interrogating him as he drank the shots and the beer, feeling them combining inside his gut. Oh, he had drunk beer before of course. Sure he was underage but it was a rite of passage for any guy on the team. It took him a few cans before he hit anywhere close to drunk ... but tonight he was mixing the beer with the shots and they were already starting to have an effect so when the questions began he found himself answering quickly, honestly just to keep up.

He had been 10 the first time he beat off, the first time he found touching his dick felt good. At the time just how it felt was enough but the next year his friend had leant him a porno mag and he was jerking off to naked women, that got him looking at women in his life different and some of them took their place in his masturbation fantasy. This all came out of his mouth easily now, with a grin as he confessed to jerking off to teachers, friends mothers too, yes of course. Ella had been in his dreams since the first day he met her ... again spurted from his lips before his young brain had time to filter what he was saying.

He had a girl, sure. Dara Campbell, and yeah she was on the Cheer squad, but he always wore protection, even though he hated it. His dad had drummed that into him a long time back that he couldn't get young girls pregnant.

As the girls began to arrive he was overlooked in the sense that he needed to contribute to the conversation. He got the idea that these kind of meet ups were a regular thing for Ella and her crew and he wondered if he was just the most recent in a long line of boys or men delivered like a sacrificial lamb to this table for them to check out. Not that he minded ... what guy in his right mind would. If they wanted to treat him like a piece of meat then fine by him. It would make a great story to tell his friends tomorrow.

But now as Kimberley ground her tight ass into his crotch, his hands on her hips as they moved together, her looking up at him with an almost predatory look and smile he felt April move in behind him, rubbing her breasts on his muscular back as her hands slipped around him and over his chest. This was what, the third ... forth song since he got up here? It was starting to blur together into one long sexual dream that was entirely reality and yet felt so ... surreal. He felt he was drowning somehow, that he couldn't breath. Was it the alcohol hitting him harder? He felt so warm all over but then he had female bodies rubbing against him all over and wherever he put his hands seemed to get a happy wiggle, giggle or sigh of satisfaction. But he needed to breath so slipped between Yuki and Kimberley enough to stagger from the floor, feeling their hands grasping at his shirt and arms, trying to drag him back into their midst, hearing their plaintive begging asking him to come back, they weren't done yet. But somehow he got free and dropped into the booth with Ella, red faced, eyes wide looking at her.

"Your friends are real needy." He laughed as he looked back seeing them all grinning at him and dancing together or with a couple of guys who seemed more than happy Stephen had left the floor.

 

[Alice2015]

"They know what they want," Ella told Stephen, pushing a newly arrived shot his way and telling him firmly to drink up. She glanced at the women on the floor: their attention shifted between the current men wishing to put hands on them and dicks in them to one another to Ella and Stephen. Ella looked to the young man beside her and continued, "And tonight they want you."

She pushed the beer that had been awaiting his return to him, saying, "Without including me in your options, which of my friends would you want to have sex right now?. And why? And remember what I said about lying, or leaving things out. Which of them would you want to spill your cock into, Stephen?"

 

[Gabe619]

"Yuki."

It was out before he even had a chance to really think and he blushed a little, hoping the flush of alcohol in his body would hide it. Even as his head turned to look at the Asian woman out on the dance floor.

"I've never been with an Asian lady and ... she has amazing tits." He stated acknowledging Ella's rule of no lying to her. "Almost as nice as yours." He added with a grin of returning confidence. Dutch courage was starting to make itself felt in the young mans body.

 

[Alice2015]

Stephen's answer surprised Ella. She'd asked the same question of men before, though never one this young. The women varied in age from 28 to 57, came in a variety of colors and body styles, and had personalities that ranged from quiet -- well, relative to one another, as you couldn't say that any of them were quiet -- to outrageous. And yet while every man had his own tastes and imaginings of what each of her friends could offer while undressed, it had been the flawless, youngest, and most perfectly shaped Cami who had been named more than half of the time.

Ella didn't know whether she should be surprised or not. Sure, Cami was incredible and closest to Stephen in age, but the older women had more experience in pleasuring a man -- or in some cases another woman -- so maybe that was what Stephen was looking for.

Then he admitted...

"I've never been with an Asian lady and ... she has amazing tits."

Ella smiled. Oh, the honesty of youth. She loved it.

Stephen went on...

"Almost as nice as yours."

She laughed this time, reaching over to place a hand on his thigh a bit to close to his groin to be considered simply friendly like. "That's very nice of you, Stephen, but when you see Yuki's bosom out in the light of day, I think you'll agree that hers are nicer than mine."

She leaned in to kiss him on the cheek, pulled back just enough to look into his eyes, and asked him bluntly, "Do you want to fuck Yuki?"

She pulled back to leave the booth, telling him with a matter of fact tone, "I'm sure she'll want to. Gimme a moment."

If Stephen did nothing to stop her, Ella would head for the dance floor to make the inquiry...

 

[Gabe619]

Stephen just sat there shocked as Ella asked if he wanted to fuck Yuki. Of course he wanted to fuck Yuki, any man with a pulse would want to fuck Yuki, but he knew nothing about her. Was she married? Did she have kids? ... why did any of that matter right now was probably a better question he considered but he couldn't get words out in time to stop Ella from sliding from the booth and walking over to Yuki who was dancing with a guy from the bar.

He actually felt kinda nervous. What if she said no? Ella had seemed pretty sure that wouldn't be the case, but ok, bigger question ... what if she said yes? Did they head to the toilets for a quickie? That just seemed a little wrong somehow. He doubted the bars toilets would be nice, or even clean from how the rest of the place looked. So where? Outside against the wall? In her car ... in his car? Ella had made that reference to the large open back seats and although he hadn't bought the car with that in mind they were perfect for sex ... as he and his girlfriend had proven a few times. Girlfriend ... he had been so worried if Yuki was married but what about his girl, he would be cheating on her. But somehow this whole evening was turning into some weird fantasy, as if a genie had appeared and given him three wishes and one had been I want to party with five hot women. What happened in the bar stayed in the bar .. or in the car park? And besides when would he ever get this opportunity again, if ever. Besides if he didn't tell then he doubted Ella would, or Yuki ... right?

 

[Alice2015]

As Ella stepped up close to her and talked close to her ear, Yuki's attention turned to the booth and Stephen. She studied him as the two talked, unheard by others over the music. Yuki turned her face to put her mouth up to Ella's ear, hiding any chance of Stephen getting any clue as to whether the woman was saying yes or no, before turning back to the man she'd been dancing with.

Ella turned and headed back to the booth. The expression on her face would have been hard for him to read: had Yuki said oh, yeah, in a heartbeat or maybe another night or sure, but only because he chose me or you gotta be fucking kidding, he's a child? The answer simply wasn't in Ella's face as she took Stephen's hand and told him she wanted to dance again. She lead him just a couple of steps into the floor, far apart from where Yuki had been, turned to press her body against him as as a slower song began, wrapped her arms tightly around his muscular torso, and pressed the side of her face to his upper chest.

She had no intention of speaking to him about it, but it seemed obvious that the answer had been no. Would he think that good or bad? He'd missed out on Yuki, but he was once again dancing with the MILF who'd brought him here tonight and initiated what was turning out to be the strangest night of his life, she imagined.

The song ended and a faster one began, yet Ella's hold on Stephen's body remained as it was. She continued to sway gently with him as those around them became more energetic in their movements. Only when the song was halfway through did Ella pull away, take Stephen's hand, turn, and lead him through the crowd toward the back of the bar. They passed the juke box, the bathrooms, and went right out the back door of the bar. The cold night air hit Ella, causing her warm skin to explode in goose bumps. Without explanation, she continued to lead Stephen into the dark, around the back corner of the bar, past the employee parking area, out past the closed souvenir shop, and across the currently vacant Coast Highway...

...directly toward the row of rental cabins.

"First rule," she said, breaking the silence. "You don't speak of this to anyone. Ever! This is not something you share, not with your buddies on the team, not with your friends at school, not with your favorite cousin with whom you often swap tales of sex ... no one ... and certainly not with my son."

They arrived at the door of one of the small 15 by 15, one room cabins, and Ella turned to face Stephen. She waited for his answer, then continued, "Second rule. This might seem to be about you, but it's not. It's Girls Night, so ... it's about what the girl wants ... not about what you want, even though you'll be getting what you want tonight as well."

A text had interrupted Ella's second song with Stephen, and she'd glanced at the screen as they'd crossed the 101 to find their specific destination. She pushed open the door of Cabin 6 to show Stephen the ready and waiting Yuki, sitting on her knees in the middle of bed in only her thong. The magnificent breasts Stephen had yearned to be closer to were on full display before her ... as she used the long, slender fingers of both hands to rub lube all about her cleavage.

"She wants you to fuck her tits, Stephen," Ella said as she urged him into the cabin. But rather than close the door behind him and head back to the bar, Ella stepped in behind him and only then closed the door behind her. She told him with a matter of fact tone, "I'm going to stick around, if you don't mind an audience. Can you perform with others watching?"

"Come to me, lover," Yuki begged eagerly as she waggled her hand before her toward him. "Take your close off. I want to see you."

She was looking to his groin as she said see you, leaving no doubt as to who you was. She laid back onto the mattress, still waggling her fingers to him as she smiled hungrily to him.

 

[Gabe619]

Stephen had felt disappointment at no immediate answer to getting Yuki or not, but he kinda felt slow dancing with Ella was a great follow up prize. She felt great pushed against him during the slow dance, his hands on her lower back, hers around his neck, her face pushed into his chest. It had actually felt really nice. But as she led him out of the bar, past the car parks, across the road and up to a cabin he was wondering again. Were they gonna do it, was she actually going to fuck Ryan's hot mum who had been the centre of his jerk off fantasies for ages now. He felt his dick hardening in his pants at the very though, but then she started to lay down rules as if this was fight club. The first rule of fight club is you do not talk about fight club ... it seemed whatever was about to happen to him had the same strict code which he was more than happy to abide by. He nodded to Ella's comment.

"I won't tell anyone, I promise."

The second rule made sense, this was Ella's friends girls night, and like any boy he had always wondered what happened on a girls night out. His girlfriend and her gang went out on those ... he wondered now if she did stuff like this too then, or was Ella and her friends different. Again he nodded.

"I understand." He croaked, feeling his throat getting dry.

As Ella opened the door to the cabin and Stephen looked inside his jaw dropped. Yuki was stunning, her bronzed skin flawless, her soft long brown hair hanging around her shoulders and her tits ... oh god, her tits were just perfect with hard little dark brown nipples as she smeared lube over them making them gleam in the soft light through the windows. He hardly heard Ella close the door and mention staying to watch, he just nodded slightly. Whatever it took he would do right now. The High School Jock who was the Man at school was now so much putty in these womens hands. He licked his lips as Ella said how Yuki wanted him to fuck those gorgeous tits and Yuki told him to undress.

It was almost comical how fast he managed to obey without breaking his neck. His tshirt came up over his head in a flash being thrown to the floor, he kicked off his trainers and unbuttoned his jean, unzipped and yanked them and his boxers to the ground in a split second. He pulled them off then stood stark naked at the bottom of the bed looking down at Yuki laying back waggling her finger at him. His 7" long cock, thick as a red bull can, swung before him almost pointing at the Asian woman as he panted slightly and licked his lips, then he moved onto the bed, over her till his knees were either side of her ribs and his cock shaft rested on her round firm huge tits. He looked down at her, then slipped his cock into the depths of her cleavage, moaning as he felt the slippery wetness of the lube she had applied. He began to work his hips, his tight ass flexing for Ella who was behind him as he began to slowly thrust between Yuki' gorgeous breasts.

 

[Alice2015]

It was almost comical...

That would have been Ella's own description of Stephen stripping down as well. The eager beaver was naked, over her friend's body, and thrusting his giant cock between the pressed-together Double Ds before Ella herself could even decide where she wanted to stand to observe.

And observe she did. Stephen was a beautiful man, a perfect body. Honestly, despite every thing that had happened tonight between the six partiers, Ella hadn't yet made the decision to have sex with her son's friend. Oh, sure, her panties were wet as could be from lust, for Stephen and for the male species as a whole. But she could have just as easily finished this night with another man from the bar, or even a woman from the bar, or Gary the bartender, or even one of her bisexual friends, from whom she had two to choose.

But now, after seeing Stephen's magnificent body in action, after seeing his muscular form at work above Yuki as his massive cock slid to and fro between her delicious melons, Ella knew that she'd have the boy's cock inside her before the night was through.

"Faster, boy," Yuki urged as the less than half her age Stephen's bulbous purple head appeared and disappeared repeatedly from between her clamped breasts. Keeping with the age theme, she demanded, "Faster, boy! You beautiful, young fucker! Cum on me! All over me!"

Ella almost laughed at the older woman's urgings. She knew first hand that Yuki liked to talk dirty during sex, and while Ella herself was more the action not words kind of lover, she still got a kick out of hearing her friend beckon the boy to get'r'done

"Do it, boy, do it hard, fast, do it," Yuki continued, staring into Stephen's face as he thrust through the even tighter clamped tits. "I see it. I see it! It's time. Do it, boy."

Ella moved a bit more to her left, toward the head board, so that she could better see Stephen's face and expression. Her friend was right: the teen was about to explode. Ella moved closer to the bed, then upon it on her knees. She slipped one hand around Stephen, caressing his back then groping the muscles of his hard working ass as she whispered to him, "Do it, Stephen."

And just when she saw and heard that the teen was about to erupt, Ella reached down and grabbed his thick cock and began jerking it hard and fast. It was slippery with the lube from her friend's chest, and Ella gripped it as tightly as she could while stroking it. A thick string of cum shot out, laying down a white, goopy path that stretched from one of Yuki's shining tits to the headboard. Ella only continued to jerk Stephen rapidly as shot after shot after shot of his ejaculate polluted the Asian woman's hair, face, neck, bosom, and belly.

Ella wouldn't stop stroking the teen's cock until he either asked her to or fell aside, spent. She wanted the ecstasy surging through her son's friend to continue for as long as was possible. For the moment, this was no longer about girl's night: this was about Stephen, or more specifically what Ella wanted to do for him.

 

[Gabe619]

The sensations were incredible, he had never done this before. Yeah, he'd seen it in porn movies, but the real thing was so much better than he could of expected, especially with this woman urging him on. He was grunting as he thrust between her perfect tits, the tip sliding out the top every now and then, glistening with the lube as she pushed her breasts harder around him forming a tight warm wetness that had him rolling his eyes. His hands on either side of her as he leant forward, moving with a smooth motion, hips hips ramming in and out, his ass flexing, tightening with every forward movement. He could almost feel Ella gaze on him but he didn't waste time turning to look at her, he was in the moment, carving this into his memory, each and ever perfect second of it.

Then she started to talk dirty, telling him to come on, to cum all over her, the tone and almost ferocious way she said it made him start to move faster, the wet sounding noises his cock made in her cleavage only underlining how hot this whole scene was. he could feel it inside him, in his balls and crotch, the tightening that foreshadowed a huge cum for him, he knew the feeling well. Yuki could see it to, the straining expression in his face as he pushed harder wanting to give her what she so desperately seemed to need. Ella's whispered words to do it and her hand on his ass almost pushed him over the edge, his entire body was right there, straining, any second ... then she took hold of the bottom of his shaft in a tight grip and started to jerk and that was it, he exploded.

For a split second his body tensed up, tight, then his young cock started to pump cum as if it was going out of season even as he convulsed over Yuki's body, Ella jerking him harder forcing the cum from him. His moan of pleasure echoed loudly in the room as he shot rope after rope of thick creamy cum on the Asian woman's face, hair, tits and body as he fell back a little, sitting on her crotch, eyes closed, Ella hand keeping her jerking motion going, milking him of ever precious drop as he gasped for air, then the sensitivity started to kick in, but even that felt weirdly pleasurable, a mixture of ache, pain and pleasure forcing a couple of more squirts of cum to land on Yuki's bare toned belly. This was new to Stephen, he had never felt this pain/pleasure combo and it was good and bad, but finally with a grunt he couldn't take any more and feel sideways onto the bed next to Yuki, out of breath, his entire body shivering, his cock still hard though the head was a little red and engorged as he looked up at the ceiling, trying to form coherent thoughts and failing badly.

 

[Alice2015]

It was a magnificent sight, watching this boy explode as his did. The power behind his body's design at sending its seed deep into an awaiting, fertile pussy had been amazing, though Ella could see that Yuki was a bit put off by the mess that he'd made all about her upper half.

"Come on," Ella said, taking her friend's hand after Stephen had collapsed to the mattress beside her. She lifted Yuki from the bed, aiming her toward the bathroom door as she told her with a wide smile, "Go clean up. I'll take over here."

And as Yuki departed, Ella did take over. She turned to face Stephen and unbuttoned her leather vest. She shed it, answering the teen's earlier question about what was under it by revealing a lacy, black, underwire bra. She kept it in place for the moment, instead turning to unbuckling her wide belt and shedding her jeans to reveal a matching black, lacy thong. It left her body quickly, too, revealing a narrow landing strip of pubic hair that led nearly to her swollen clit, obvious to the still heavily panting Stephen as Ella crawled onto the bed and took a position over his thighs with parted knees.

"Did you enjoy that?" she asked, smiling as she knew what his answer would be. As he responded in his own way, Ella lowered her head down over his still hard cock and began cleaning it of it sticky discharge with skillful tongue and lips. She grasped the base of his cock tightly, pulled upwards to force out a few more drops worth of cum, and licked them up as well, swallowing as she looked into his eyes for his reaction. "Does your girlfriend do this for you?"

Ella didn't wait for an answer: she didn't really care. Instead, she wrapped her mouth around the head of his cock, changed her position a bit, then lowered her head until his entire fat length was deep in her mouth.

 

[Gabe619]

Stephen was aware of Yuki moving off the bed, words being shared between the women, a door closing somewhere and he turned his head in that direction only to see Ella smiling at him and slowly undressing. That got his attention real fast. What she looked like out of her clothes was something he had fantasised about for months and yeah he had seen her in a bikini which left nothing much to the imagination, but still naked might be better. His eyes admired her bra covered breast, they looked so firm and perfect, then the jeans hit the floor quickly followed by her thong leaving her in just a bra. His eyes fixed to her pussy and that small landing strip which led his eye to her clit and he licked his lips as she moved toward him, quickly moving over him and taking his cock back into her hand, her lips and tongue coming to work to clean him making him moan softly and quiver.

"Yes, ma'am ... mmmmmmmmmmmm ... I mean Ella, that was incredible." He managed to get out finally in answer to her question, but then she squeezed and pulled on his still hard shaft forcing any last vestige of cum out, asking if his girlfriend did this for him.

Hell no, his girlfriend didn't do this for him. Ok, she might blow him, but she hated to swallow and certainly wouldn't suck him after he cum. But before he could vocalise those words her mouth descended on his cock, all of it and the moan he let out this time was more of a deep growl of animalistic satisfaction than human. Ok, now they were well beyond what his girl would do, even in a blowjob. He felt his cock slide into Ella throat, her skilled lips and tongue working his shaft making him almost constantly moan in please. He lay as still as he could, his fingers curling into fists in the sheets. He couldn't help his hips rolling though, moving, writhing under her as she worked him over. He had cum so he knew he was going to last a while, but if she kept this pace up it wouldn't take long to get him back to the edge again. He reached down with one hand, stroking her blonde hair.

"So good .... feels .... ahhhhhhhhhhhh fuck, Ella." He growled throwing his head back and closing his eyes now, his hand still resting on top of her head.

 

[Alice2015]

Ella didn't blow men often, despite being very good at it. She just didn't often feel so inclined to give them such pleasure in their groin when her own groin was being ignored. But the joy she was seeing in Stephen's face and hearing come from his throat made Ella want to finish him off. She reached one hand to his ball sack and began rolling it gently in her nimble fingers as she adopted a steady pace with her mouth upon his shaft.

She could keep this up as long as necessary...

Only question was whether the by-now-drunk kid had it in him to erupt once more.

 

[Gabe619]

How long had he been laying there with Ella working his cock? Minutes? Hours? Days? Everything was swimming in his head, and in the room. He had had an incredible orgasm all over Yuki, that release mixed with the alcohol he wasn't really used to imbibing was having an effect on his young body. He felt tired, but horny. Light headed but so focused on his crotch. Ella mouth and what it was doing was keeping him in the here and now, on this bed groaning loudly and issuing a constant stream of praise at her oral talents. But then .. after how ever long it had been, he felt a stirring in his balls. He was young, fit, athletic at the top of his game and he had stamina to die for and it was as if his body was refusing to quit on this gorgeous sexy womans efforts to get him off. He raised himself on his elbows and looked down his body at her beautiful face and blonde hair bobbing up and down on his, watching his cock, thick as it was, vanishing time and time into her mouth and throat. he was never a quitter and he was about to prove it as with a deep guttural groan he pushed his hips upwards and started to shoot.

"FUCCKKK!!! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!"

 

[Alice2015]

Ella felt Stephens cock leap in her mouth, and a moment later he let loose with a deep groan as more shots of cum filled her mouth. She pulled up until only the head and an inch or so of his cock was still within her warmth and wetness, grasped his shaft with her free hand even as the fingers of the other were still fondling his balls, and jerked him hard and fast as she had before.

Ella was surprised to find him still so full of his seed. His bodies need to breed flooded her tongue and the back of her mouth, filling it with the salty flavor that could be of no other source. She swallowed as she continued to stroke him until the last twitches of his cock ceased, then milked him as she had before. When there was no more of him to devour, Ella sat back on her haunches to look down upon him. She smiled, pleased with the effect of her work on him.

"I'm gonna check on Yuki," she told him, sliding off the bed. "I'll be back."

 

[Gabe619]

Despite hos youth and vigour cumming that hard twice in such a short time was having it's affect. He felt like he had played a full game at the Superbowl against the best team in the country. His body felt battered, weary to its core and he was having trouble keeping his eyes open. He could feel Ella, sucking, jerking and licking his cock clean even as her nimble fingers caressed his balls, now much deflated. When she stopped he couldn't raise his head as she spoke ... something about yucky in back? Huh? He tried to focus to pull himself from the stupor and he began to push himself up to a sitting position ... then the room started to move .. and he remembered the whiskey shots and the beer and the fact he had just unloaded two huge amounts of his cum.

"Oh, yeah." He muttered as his body fell back on the bed unconscious.

Now at rest every muscle in his young fit physique relaxed and he sunk into the blackness of sleep with a satisfied smile on his face. He started to dream, vision of Yuki and Ella naked and dancing in the bar, then he was with them also somehow naked. Then Gary walked by saying it was a family bar and Ella was replying not for much longer as she grabbed his cock. Back in the real world his limp cock which had never had such a workout stirred to life as fresh sexual tension surface in his body despite him being dead to the world.

 

[Alice2015]

Ella and Yuki, the latter's hair wet against her skull from a short shower, stood at the end of the bed looking down on Stephen. They smiled, looked to one another, then laughed as the young man snored softly but deeply.

"He's done," Yuki said softly.

Ella laughed again. "Oh yeah. He's done."

After a moment of just watching Stephen's muscular chest rise and fall, Yuki asked, "So, what do we do with him now?"

Ella reached out to pull the blanket she'd laid over the teen's body downward until his groin was exposed. His cock laid off to the right at the meeting of his thigh and belly. Even limp, Ella found it impressive and inspiring. She could feel it in her mouth again, taste it, it and what came from it. She playfully growled, as if hungry to eat him up again.

"I'll stay with him," Ella said. She moved around the bed toward the head board. "Doesn't seem right to just leave him here."

"Pfft...!" Yuki puffed. "How many times have you woken up after sex to find yourself alone?"

Ella pulled the blankets up to cover Stephen to the chest. "I know, but ... not the same."

"Why not?"

Ella studied the teen's face for a moment, "He's not just some one night stand."

"No?"

"No," Ella confirmed as she returned to stand near Yuki again. "He's my son's friend."

"Such a shame, though," the Asian beauty said. When Ella asked what she meant by that, Yuki pointed toward the high spot in the blanket at Stephen's groin. "That I didn't get some of that monster. Inside me, I mean."

Ella turned to face Yuki closely, wrapped an arm around her waist, and leaned in to kiss her erotically on the lips. She looked to the bed, then back, saying, "There's plenty of room on the bed if you want to finish this. Last time was nice."

Yuki kissed Ella back, just as passionately. "That's alright, honey. There's a trucker back there waiting for me. Says he has a ten inch cock."

She kissed Ella again and headed for the door, hesitating before she opened it. She looked back at Stephen again, shook her head as if reluctant to leave, and told Ella before she departed, "They say size doesn't matter, but ... give me a call tomorrow, and I'll tell you whether my ten incher was as good as your beer can there."

Ella laughed, then slapped a hand over her mouth to silence herself. She glanced toward Stephen's groin, recalled how his thick cock had filled her mouth and how it would feel in her pussy tomorrow morning, and said to the already out the door Yuki, "I'll call ya."



The slamming of the cabin's door awoke Stephen to find the light of early morning flooding in onto his face. Ella gave him a moment to take note of his surroundings, then lifted the flat cardboard box in her hands.

"Coffee and pastries, plus some link sausage and breakfast sandwiches," she told him. She set the food on a tiny table near the window, then turned back to look at Stephen. He was hungover, that was obvious in his eyes and movements. She grabbed up one of four small bottles of water and moved over to the bed, sitting next to him. "Drink this. It'll help rehydrate you."

Ella gave him the bottle, then told him, "I sent a text to your mother last night, using your phone. Told her you were staying at our place, spending the night with Ryan. Then I sent her one from my phone a few minutes later, asking if you had any food allergies 'cause I was cooking a big dinner."

Her lips widened in a devilish smile, and she asked, "Do you remember any of last night ... and ... if so, do you recall whether or not you had a good time?"