Rebecca Palmer was concerned about a couple of boys her son, Danny, has been hanging around with. Being on the PTA (Parent Teacher Association) board at his high school she knows a lot about the reputations of the students, so it concerned her when he hung out with the well-known trouble-makers. Danny is such a nice boy and didn't need those kinds of influences in his life, but it was so hard for her to prevent it.
Mike Brantley and Ben Thompson were the two boys Mrs. Palmer was concerned with. They were both eighteen-year-old seniors at Parkview High School. Although they were in school, the two boys ditched class a lot and didn't participate in any after-school activities for Parkview. Rebecca, or "Becca" to most people she knew, didn't like the fact that these two boys hanging out with her son didn't participate in sports, even though they appeared to be capable of doing so. They didn't participate in any other kind of afterschool-functioned activities that would keep them out of trouble. Danny played golf and tennis, so fortunately, he kept busy in his spare time.
Her son looked up to them because they were older and popular. Even though Danny is a sixteen-year-old sophomore, the boys showed a special interest in him, and he immediately gained status with his peers because of it. It wasn't long after becoming friends with the boys that Danny was going to parties and meeting more girls. How could he complain?
Becca was concerned, however.
"Honey, I think we should have a talk with Danny," Becca said to her husband while they were in bed watching TV.
"What is it Bec?" He asked turning the TV off and rolling over to face her.
"It's Mike and Ben. I don't think they're good influences on our son," she said with a concerned tone that let her husband know he needed to console her.
"Danny is a good kid and we have to trust that he uses good judgment," he replied. "He has to learn on his own, as he will always be faced with bad influences even at our age. If we prevent him from hanging out with them it could just make him more rebellious. He wouldn't understand and would be angry at us." Her husband cupped her cheek and kissed her forehead before rolling back over to get some sleep.
The truth of the matter is that Mike and Ben took to hanging out with young Danny mainly because of his hot mom. As soon as the two best friends saw her dropping him off at school, they couldn't get her out of their minds. Not long after seeing her, they were hanging around Danny hoping to get closer to the MILF.
Becca is average height at 5 feet 6 inches, but what she lacks in height she makes up for in bust. The two boys had snuck into her panty drawer one day while over at the Palmers' house and saw that she wears 34D sized bras. Her ass is pretty outstanding and she often wears thong panties, which make her ass cheeks jiggle when she wears tight pants. Not that she purposely tries to show her assets off, but she keeps up with the latest fashion and isn't opposed to wearing tight pants and low-cut tops.
Danny was born when his mom was only 23 years old. Becca married her husband in college and didn't wait to start a family. Now at 39, Becca has three beautiful children, Danny being the oldest. Even though she's had three kids, she has done an excellent job keeping her form. Because her husband is a well-paid executive, she has the luxury of being a housewife who has the time to work out on a daily basis. She used to model for a department store catalogue, but after having her third child she ended her modeling career.
The blonde wife keeps her hair straight and just past her shoulder blades, and her blue eyes sparkle with her warm smile. She is a natural at playing the soccer mom, PTA president role, and she is the envy of all the middle-aged women in their community who tried to maintain their figures with age. Men of all ages always turned their heads at the sight of her curvy, hourglass figure and child-bearing hips.
Back when they first started hanging out with Danny, Mike and Ben put the charm on Becca from the get-go, and she was so happy her son was making friends with older boys who could show him the ropes around school. They often came over to visit Danny, conveniently when Becca was home. She would make them snacks, have cookouts, and give them money if the boys wanted to go to a movie or a sporting event.
It wasn't long after getting to know the boys that Becca became skeptical of Mike and Ben though. Sometimes she would smell smoke or beer on them when they came over, and she found it odd that they didn't participate in any afterschool activities. She also noticed that as the boys got more comfortable with her over time, they gave her body looks and sometimes touched her inappropriately. She just didn't know how to react to this behavior, such as when one of the two boys would pat her butt when they walked by or caress her thigh when sitting next to her at the table or on the couch. She usually just gave them an uncomfortable glare, but didn't say anything because she shrugged them off as being harmless kids.
Not too long ago she finally decided to poke around about their reputations within the PTA members she had become close with. Sure enough the other moms said those two boys ditch school and attend parties with alcohol and sometimes drugs. Becca, being the church-going, naive housewife became concerned. Never did she think her son would become involved with such bad influences.
She spoke with her husband about this several times, but he was quick to point out that Danny has stayed out of trouble, kept his grades up, and strived in sports. It was hard to argue with that. Her husband reminded her that he had wild friends back in the day as well. He put her at ease, but she still remained very skeptical and cautious.
Mike and Ben didn't just use Danny to get close to his hot mom. Danny didn't drink alcohol, so he was always the designated driver. He also had access to younger girls. The mischievous boys took advantage of his desire to fit in with the older crowd.
Danny realized that Mike and Ben had the hots for his mother, but they were no different than the other guys at school. It bothered him that he constantly got pestered about her being a MILF, but he was so used to it that it stopped bothering him as much. Of course, he didn't realize the extent of Mike and Ben's desires for his mom. The boys had become somewhat bored with high school girls and set their sights on the mature housewife Becca, who they looked at as the ultimate conquest.
Mike was an average looking kid, with a medium build and scruffy brown hair. He had his fair share of women in his days, but most of the girls knew of his reputation as a player. It's gotten to the point where he has to search for incoming freshman and girls from other schools because his reputation is tarnished. While chasing the young girls was an adventure for Mike, it didn't compare to the lust and excitement he felt when thinking about Danny's hot, innocent mother.
Unlike Mike, Ben has always had trouble hooking up with girls. He is a boy who lacks manners and class. Although most of the girls liked him as a friend, they didn't find him an attractive suitor for love. He was popular merely because of his outgoing personality and carefree attitude.
Recently they had been going over to the Palmers' house more frequently because Danny was in-between golf and tennis seasons allowing him some free time. They have been hanging out right after school when he normally would be at practice. Whenever his mother approached him about what he was up to, he acted aloof and provided vague answers. "Just hanging out," would typically be his response. She simply didn't like that he was spending his free time with those two boys.
It all came to a boiling point the other day, which is why she was now expressing her concerns to her husband again. That day she had gone shopping in the early afternoon and bought some new clothes. Her kids were all at afterschool activities, so she had some time on her hands.
When she got home she went into her bedroom to try on her new wardrobes. She first tried on a new pair of jeans that hugged her ass perfectly. She blushed and smiled as she posed in front of the mirror looking at the profile of her body. "Even though I'm almost 40 years old, how can I complain about a butt like that!" she thought.
She slipped off the jeans and pulled her blouse off, then reached into her shopping bag to try on a new summer dress. Just then the phone rang, so she put down the dress and moved towards the phone wearing just a pair of white laced thong panties and bra set.
"Hello?" she answered.
"Hey babe, thank God you're home. I need you to do me a quick favor, it's important," her husband said flustered.
"What is..." she said before being cut off.
"Go into the kitchen drawer and get me Jack Lindell's phone number out of our address book. My client is on the other line and needs his number," he said trying to sound as polite as possible to cover up his current work-related stress.
"Can't you say 'please'?" she asked unhappy that he was acting so demanding.
"Please? Honey this is important!" He said impatiently.
"Ok, hold your horses, I'm in the bedroom," she said putting the phone down. Without thinking, she hurried out of the bedroom and headed to the kitchen wearing just her bra and thong panties. When she got to the kitchen she pulled out the address book, found his number, and used the kitchen phone to talk to her husband.
Just as she picked up the phone, her son came through back door having just gotten done with school. He was with Mike and Ben. The three boys headed straight to the kitchen before stopping dead in their tracks. There she was, the sexy, hot MILF standing with her back to them talking on the phone wearing just a bra and thong panties.
The way she stood putting her weight on one foot allowed for one of her butt cheeks to stick out. The small triangle of the thong disappeared into her ass crack. She had her back slightly arched as she spoke on the phone.
"Mom!" Danny yelled, shocked that she was in the kitchen in just her underwear. Not turning around, she held up her index finger to let her son know she would be a second, not realizing his two friends were staring wide-eyed at her voluptuous body.
"Ok honey," she said to her husband after he got the number from her. Then she put the phone down and turned towards her son who had come up behind her.
"Sorry I was on the phone with your fath..." she said before realizing two other pairs of eyes staring at her body.
"Mom! I have friends over, please go put some clothes on!" he pleaded, trying to block the view from his friends. She immediately covered her breasts with both arms.
"Oh, hi boys," she said flustered, as she brushed past her son and headed back towards her bedroom, but not before they got a great look at her succulent ass.
"I hate to see you leave, but I love to watch you walk away," Mike said under his breath as Ben chuckled. Both boys stared at her ass jiggling with each step all the way towards her bedroom. Just before she got to the room she turned her head around and noticed Mike and Ben were still ogling at her.
Danny was embarrassed and upset that his mother was on such display, but he tried to push it out of his mind.
"C'mon, let's go up to my room," Danny said. Mike and Ben high-fived each other and appeared to be on cloud nine. Becca went into her room and tried on her dress, but she couldn't help feeling disgusted that Ben and Mike were staring at her like a piece of meat. She was so embarrassed too, and cursed herself for not remembering Danny didn't have practice after school. Good thing she wasn't naked, she thought.
Since that day she was convinced her son should not be hanging out with those two boys. She didn't tell her husband that she was caught prancing around the house in her underwear, but she was now sure to express her concern about the boys with her husband while lying in bed. Unfortunately he didn't seem to think it was a big deal, so as she lay in bed she decided that if the opportunity presented itself, she will have a serious talk with her son.
About a week later on Monday, Becca's husband left town for business and wouldn't be back until Sunday. Danny had been waiting for his father to leave town so that he seemingly would have a better chance at getting permission to go to a rock concert Friday night with Mike and Ben in a city two hours away. All he had to do was ask his mom, and hopefully she would be cool enough to let him go without having to gain approval from his dad. Little did Danny know that his mom was actually the bigger roadblock.
"Mom?" Danny asked walking through the kitchen into the living room where Becca sat on the sofa reading a book. She was wearing a t-shirt with no bra and a pair of short, cotton workout shorts.
"Yes sweetie?" She replied closing her book and scooting over so that her son had room to sit down.
"Remember that concert I was telling you about that's this Friday night?" He inquired innocently.
"Yes, that's your favorite band. I can already guess what you are going to say next," she said with a grin, while reaching up to put her hair in a ponytail, causing her big tits to jut in front of her like cones.
"Ha..." he chuckled. "Well, can I go?"
"Danny, that's quite a far drive, more than two hours. I don't want you making that drive late Friday night after the concert. The roads will be dangerous with drunk drivers. "
"No, mom, we got a hotel room!" he said excitedly thinking he had the solution to the only barrier that stood in his way. He was wrong though.
"We?" she asked curiously.
"Yep, Mike and Ben are going too," he said matter-of-factly.
Becca paused and looked off into space. Then she huffed and took the book off her lap, putting it on the coffee table before sitting up straight and taking her son's hands into hers.
"I'm sorry, but I'm not going to let you go," she said feeling bad for crushing his feelings, knowing it's his favorite band.
"Why? It's just for one night, don't you trust me?" he asked with a look of disappointment. He figured there was a chance his mom would not allow him to go, but he still played it off as if he was surprised and she was unreasonable.
"Yes, I do trust you, but I don't trust those other boys," she said with a scowl. Danny looked down at the ground dejectedly, knowing it was making his mom feel terrible.
"We are just going to the concert and then to the hotel, that's all. I promise I won't go anywhere else, and I promise I will come home first thing Saturday morning." He pleaded.
"I'm sorry," she said brushing his bangs out of his face and gripping his chin. She lifted his head up so that he was now looking her in the eyes. "I do trust you, but I'm not going to let you go with just those two boys. What kind of example would I be setting with your younger brother and sister? You're just not old enough yet."
"Fine," he said sharply before getting up and heading up to his room, leaving his mom to pick up her book and resume reading. Even though she was looking at the words in the book, she couldn't concentrate because she didn't like hurting her kids' feelings. Rules are rules though, and any chance of gaining her permission was squashed when Mike and Ben were added to the equation.
Meanwhile at Mike's house, Mike was in his room jerking off with a pair of thong panties he stole from Danny's hot mom's dirty laundry basket. He was looking at a photo of her in one of the catalogues she used to pose in. Just before he was going to blow his load, the phone rang. It was Danny telling him he wasn't allowed to go to the concert with them.
Mike figured Danny's strict parents wouldn't let him go, so he already had an idea in mind. A smile crossed his face as he looked at the photo of the MILF. While still on the phone with Danny, he put the crotch of her panties to his nose and took a big whiff of her scent, before putting them back down next to him on the bed.
"Danny, we are still going to that concert. We will just drive back afterward."
"But, the concert will end after my curfew, and then we have to drive two hours to get back!" Danny exclaimed. Mike's motivation for Danny coming with them was because he wanted Danny to drive, while Ben and he could drink beer.
"Don't worry; Ben has some potent sleeping pills. Just slip them in your mom's drink before we leave. She won't have a clue what time you get home at," Mike said.
"I don't know about that. What if they don't work? I will be in deep trouble if I miss my curfew," Danny said worriedly.
"Rules were made to broken, Danny-boy," he said in a mischievous tone.
The next day Becca had to pick up all three of her kids from school, which was unusual because Danny always caught rides home from others after practice. Since it was the off-season for his sports, he needed a ride. She preferred to pick him up so that he wouldn't go hang out with riffraff instead.
The housewife finished working out and took a shower before going to pick up her kids. She looked cute putting on a tight, denim skirt that ended at her knees with a split in the back and a v-cut white blouse. She put on some makeup and put her blonde hair into a pony tail. Since her two other kids were in elementary school, they got out a couple hours earlier than Danny's high school, so she picked them up first and went grocery shopping in the meantime. They also stopped for fruit smoothies.
Danny was waiting out by the curb for his mom to pick him up when Mike spotted him from a distance.
"Hey man, what are you up to?" Mike said walking up to him.
"Just waiting for my mom to pick me up," he replied, a bit embarrassed to admit that.
"Cool, you want to hang out?" Mike asked, knowing his nice friend was unlikely to turn him down.
"Um, ok, what did you have in mind?"
"How bout I catch a ride home with you and we'll figure it out," he replied, hoping he could spend some time with his buddy's hot mom.
"I guess that's cool, but my mom has my sister and brother with her so I hope there's enough room."
Just then Becca pulled up in her Suburban. Danny opened the rear side door and asked her if it was ok if Mike comes along. She sighed but didn't want to make a scene so she just nodded her head yes and put the car in park.
Since it was a Suburban there was enough room for all of them, so Mike and Danny climbed into the back.
"How are you doing, Mrs. Palmer? You look lovely today," Mike asked turning his polite tone on.
"I'm doing fine," she replied looking at the smiling young man in her rear view mirror.
"I want to compliment you on restricting Danny from going to the concert Friday," he said in a kiss-ass manner. "It's good that you have rules and standards that you stick by. It's a shame more parents aren't like you."
"What concert?" her daughter sitting in the passenger seat asked while chewing on the straw of her smoothie cup.
"Sweetie, don't talk with your mouth full," Becca scolded. "Mommy is not letting your brother go to a rock concert with his friends Friday night because he's not old enough to do those things yet. Once you kids turn 18, Mommy and Daddy will consider letting you go places without a chaperone."
Danny was so embarrassed his mom was baby talking him like that in front of his older friend. It made him angry that his mom was being so strict. At that moment he pondered Mike's idea of drugging his mom and going to the concert anyways.
Mike continued to make conversation with Becca and her children while they drove home, acting in his best behavior. Danny thought it was funny to see his buddy being such a kiss-ass around his family, although he didn't like when Mike flirted with his mom, which was quite often.
They got to the house and Becca asked the boys to help carry the groceries. Danny and his brother were the first to grab bags and head inside. Mike then reached through the back doors of the suburban to grab a couple bags when he heard Mrs. Palmer in front of him.
"Aggh, my kids are such slobs!" she griped to herself as she leaned through the rear side door and reached for her son's empty smoothie cup discarded under the seat. Not realizing it, her v-neck blouse gapped open as she bent and reached for the cup, treating her son's friend to a perfect view as he grabbed groceries from the back of the suburban.
Mike's cock immediately sprang to life as he peeked over the back seat where Mrs. Palmer was giving him a view down her top. He stood on his toes and leaned forward to get a birds-eye view, while he pretended to be shuffling with the groceries. He could see her big tits contained in her white-laced bra.The bra had fairly small cups, so her tan lines were visible from sunning in her bikini top. There was a stark contrast between her tan chest and the milky white cones over her breasts.
Becca sighed again as she noticed some of the smoothie had spilled on the carpet. She reached over to grab a napkin lodged in the side compartment of the back seat, and then she started scrubbing the spilled drink. She was so engulfed in the mess her son made that she was completely unaware of the show she was giving her son's perverted 18-year-old friend.
"C'mon, let's go up to my room," Danny said. Mike and Ben high-fived each other and appeared to be on cloud nine. Becca went into her room and tried on her dress, but she couldn't help feeling disgusted that Ben and Mike were staring at her like a piece of meat. She was so embarrassed too, and cursed herself for not remembering Danny didn't have practice after school. Good thing she wasn't naked, she thought.
Since that day she was convinced her son should not be hanging out with those two boys. She didn't tell her husband that she was caught prancing around the house in her underwear, but she was now sure to express her concern about the boys with her husband while lying in bed. Unfortunately he didn't seem to think it was a big deal, so as she lay in bed she decided that if the opportunity presented itself, she will have a serious talk with her son.
About a week later on Monday, Becca's husband left town for business and wouldn't be back until Sunday. Danny had been waiting for his father to leave town so that he seemingly would have a better chance at getting permission to go to a rock concert Friday night with Mike and Ben in a city two hours away. All he had to do was ask his mom, and hopefully she would be cool enough to let him go without having to gain approval from his dad. Little did Danny know that his mom was actually the bigger roadblock.
"Mom?" Danny asked walking through the kitchen into the living room where Becca sat on the sofa reading a book. She was wearing a t-shirt with no bra and a pair of short, cotton workout shorts.
"Yes sweetie?" She replied closing her book and scooting over so that her son had room to sit down.
"Remember that concert I was telling you about that's this Friday night?" He inquired innocently.
"Yes, that's your favorite band. I can already guess what you are going to say next," she said with a grin, while reaching up to put her hair in a ponytail, causing her big tits to jut in front of her like cones.
"Ha..." he chuckled. "Well, can I go?"
"Danny, that's quite a far drive, more than two hours. I don't want you making that drive late Friday night after the concert. The roads will be dangerous with drunk drivers. "
"No, mom, we got a hotel room!" he said excitedly thinking he had the solution to the only barrier that stood in his way. He was wrong though.
"We?" she asked curiously.
"Yep, Mike and Ben are going too," he said matter-of-factly.
Becca paused and looked off into space. Then she huffed and took the book off her lap, putting it on the coffee table before sitting up straight and taking her son's hands into hers.
"I'm sorry, but I'm not going to let you go," she said feeling bad for crushing his feelings, knowing it's his favorite band.
"Why? It's just for one night, don't you trust me?" he asked with a look of disappointment. He figured there was a chance his mom would not allow him to go, but he still played it off as if he was surprised and she was unreasonable.
"Yes, I do trust you, but I don't trust those other boys," she said with a scowl. Danny looked down at the ground dejectedly, knowing it was making his mom feel terrible.
"We are just going to the concert and then to the hotel, that's all. I promise I won't go anywhere else, and I promise I will come home first thing Saturday morning." He pleaded.
"I'm sorry," she said brushing his bangs out of his face and gripping his chin. She lifted his head up so that he was now looking her in the eyes. "I do trust you, but I'm not going to let you go with just those two boys. What kind of example would I be setting with your younger brother and sister? You're just not old enough yet."
"Fine," he said sharply before getting up and heading up to his room, leaving his mom to pick up her book and resume reading. Even though she was looking at the words in the book, she couldn't concentrate because she didn't like hurting her kids' feelings. Rules are rules though, and any chance of gaining her permission was squashed when Mike and Ben were added to the equation.
Meanwhile at Mike's house, Mike was in his room jerking off with a pair of thong panties he stole from Danny's hot mom's dirty laundry basket. He was looking at a photo of her in one of the catalogues she used to pose in. Just before he was going to blow his load, the phone rang. It was Danny telling him he wasn't allowed to go to the concert with them.
Mike figured Danny's strict parents wouldn't let him go, so he already had an idea in mind. A smile crossed his face as he looked at the photo of the MILF. While still on the phone with Danny, he put the crotch of her panties to his nose and took a big whiff of her scent, before putting them back down next to him on the bed.
"Danny, we are still going to that concert. We will just drive back afterward."
"But, the concert will end after my curfew, and then we have to drive two hours to get back!" Danny exclaimed. Mike's motivation for Danny coming with them was because he wanted Danny to drive, while Ben and he could drink beer.
"Don't worry; Ben has some potent sleeping pills. Just slip them in your mom's drink before we leave. She won't have a clue what time you get home at," Mike said.
"I don't know about that. What if they don't work? I will be in deep trouble if I miss my curfew," Danny said worriedly.
"Rules were made to broken, Danny-boy," he said in a mischievous tone.
The next day Becca had to pick up all three of her kids from school, which was unusual because Danny always caught rides home from others after practice. Since it was the off-season for his sports, he needed a ride. She preferred to pick him up so that he wouldn't go hang out with riffraff instead.
The housewife finished working out and took a shower before going to pick up her kids. She looked cute putting on a tight, denim skirt that ended at her knees with a split in the back and a v-cut white blouse. She put on some makeup and put her blonde hair into a pony tail. Since her two other kids were in elementary school, they got out a couple hours earlier than Danny's high school, so she picked them up first and went grocery shopping in the meantime. They also stopped for fruit smoothies.
Danny was waiting out by the curb for his mom to pick him up when Mike spotted him from a distance.
"Hey man, what are you up to?" Mike said walking up to him.
"Just waiting for my mom to pick me up," he replied, a bit embarrassed to admit that.
"Cool, you want to hang out?" Mike asked, knowing his nice friend was unlikely to turn him down.
"Um, ok, what did you have in mind?"
"How bout I catch a ride home with you and we'll figure it out," he replied, hoping he could spend some time with his buddy's hot mom.
"I guess that's cool, but my mom has my sister and brother with her so I hope there's enough room."
Just then Becca pulled up in her Suburban. Danny opened the rear side door and asked her if it was ok if Mike comes along. She sighed but didn't want to make a scene so she just nodded her head yes and put the car in park.
Since it was a Suburban there was enough room for all of them, so Mike and Danny climbed into the back.
"How are you doing, Mrs. Palmer? You look lovely today," Mike asked turning his polite tone on.
"I'm doing fine," she replied looking at the smiling young man in her rear view mirror.
"I want to compliment you on restricting Danny from going to the concert Friday," he said in a kiss-ass manner. "It's good that you have rules and standards that you stick by. It's a shame more parents aren't like you."
"What concert?" her daughter sitting in the passenger seat asked while chewing on the straw of her smoothie cup.
"Sweetie, don't talk with your mouth full," Becca scolded. "Mommy is not letting your brother go to a rock concert with his friends Friday night because he's not old enough to do those things yet. Once you kids turn 18, Mommy and Daddy will consider letting you go places without a chaperone."
Danny was so embarrassed his mom was baby talking him like that in front of his older friend. It made him angry that his mom was being so strict. At that moment he pondered Mike's idea of drugging his mom and going to the concert anyways.
Mike continued to make conversation with Becca and her children while they drove home, acting in his best behavior. Danny thought it was funny to see his buddy being such a kiss-ass around his family, although he didn't like when Mike flirted with his mom, which was quite often.
They got to the house and Becca asked the boys to help carry the groceries. Danny and his brother were the first to grab bags and head inside. Mike then reached through the back doors of the suburban to grab a couple bags when he heard Mrs. Palmer in front of him.
"Aggh, my kids are such slobs!" she griped to herself as she leaned through the rear side door and reached for her son's empty smoothie cup discarded under the seat. Not realizing it, her v-neck blouse gapped open as she bent and reached for the cup, treating her son's friend to a perfect view as he grabbed groceries from the back of the suburban.
Mike's cock immediately sprang to life as he peeked over the back seat where Mrs. Palmer was giving him a view down her top. He stood on his toes and leaned forward to get a birds-eye view, while he pretended to be shuffling with the groceries. He could see her big tits contained in her white-laced bra.The bra had fairly small cups, so her tan lines were visible from sunning in her bikini top. There was a stark contrast between her tan chest and the milky white cones over her breasts.
Becca sighed again as she noticed some of the smoothie had spilled on the carpet. She reached over to grab a napkin lodged in the side compartment of the back seat, and then she started scrubbing the spilled drink. She was so engulfed in the mess her son made that she was completely unaware of the show she was giving her son's perverted 18-year-old friend.
Mike reached down with one hand and rubbed his throbbing cock through his pants. The hot MILF's tits were jiggling as she scubbed the carpet. He was praying one of her tits would pop out of her bra cup so that he could see her nipple.
Just then Danny and his brother came back to the car to grab more groceries. Mike picked up a couple bags and headed inside before he would get busted ogling at their mom. He tried to cover his erection while he walked.
The boys went upstairs and hung out in Danny's bedroom for a while. It was at this time that Mike tried to sell Danny on going to the concert.
"Your dad is out of town, and by feeding those sleeping pills to your mom she will be asleep early. It will be a piece of cake," Mike told his friend in a rebellious tone.
"I'm just concerned those pills won't work," Danny said unenthusiastically.
"Tell you what," Mike continued. "I will tell Ben to come over here later with the pills. You can test it out on her tonight."
Danny remained indecisive, so Mike called Ben and asked him to stop by later.
Becca cooked supper for her kids before heading to take a bath. She was relieved Mike had left before he could invite himself to stay for dinner. The jets in the tub felt amazing as she melted away in the hot water with her eyes closed.
In the meantime, Ben rode his bike over to the Palmer household with sleeping pills stuffed in his pocket. Mike had called him earlier instructing him to go over to the Palmers' house to show Danny how they worked. Ben didn't mind going out of his way knowing he would get to spend time with Mrs. Palmer.
Danny was scooping mint chocolate chip ice cream for dessert when Ben showed up. Danny escorted him into the kitchen and offered him some. Ben asked where his mom was, anxious to get the experiment started.
"My mom is taking a bath," he said while Ben showed him the pills.
"Perfect," Ben said handing him the pills. "Why don't you stick these into her ice cream?" Danny was very nervous about drugging his mom, but he really wanted to go to that concert and felt pressured to go through with their plan. He scooped his mom some ice cream and buried the pills into it.
The two boys sat at the kitchen table and ate while Becca dried off after her refreshing bath. She heard Danny shouting to her that her ice cream was ready. Icecream was her weakness. It was too hard for her to turn it down.
"I'll be right there," she yelled out to him. Without realizing he had a visitor, she slipped a short satin robe over her naked body. As she left her room she haphazardly fastened the sash of her robe.
She entered the kitchen and was surprised to see Ben sitting at the table.
"Hi Mrs. Palmer," Ben said with a grin as he blatantly eyed the hot blonde wearing a short robe. She quickly reached down to tighten her sash, but it was still hard to conceal her sexy thighs and her big tits, which were creating cones under the thin satin material. It was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra.
"Oh, uh, hi Ben," she said timidly, wondering why he was over.
"Mom, your ice cream is melting!" Danny said. She contemplated going back to put something more appropriate on, but the ice cream looked so good and she didn't want it to melt.
Becca sat down and took a big scoop.
"Mmmm, this is so good...my favorite," she said. The three of them chatted for a bit while they ate. Ben's eyes were popping out of his head as he eyed his friend's mom. The bottom of the robe was so short that it didn't cover but a couple inches of her smooth thighs. She had her legs crossed and her left arm was lying across her lap, prohibiting Ben from getting a peak of her crotch.
Danny was too nervous to notice Ben checking out his mom. He couldn't believe he had just drugged her. As she finished her ice cream he knew it was too late to take the pills back. He just hoped she wouldn't find out what he did.
When they were all done eating, Danny quickly got up and told his mom they were going up to his room. He was getting pretty nervous that he would get caught, so he just wanted to get away from her. Ben reluctantly got up too.
"I hope to see you soon," Ben said, looking down at her chest. The robe was gaping open, so he got a nice view of some of her cleavage. She noticed where he was looking and immediately reached up to pull the top of the robe together.
"Goodbye," she said giving him a disgusted look. As he walked away, she shook her head.
"That boy needs to learn some manners," she thought. "After he leaves, I think I will have a talk with Danny. He needs to find some new friends."
About an hour passed and it was getting late, as Danny and Ben hung out in Danny's upstairs room.
"It's getting late man, I think you should head home before my mom gets mad," Danny said to his friend.
"You're mom will be sound asleep, don't worry," Ben replied.
"Well I'm getting tired," he said, wanting his friend to leave. "I think I'm going to crash. Before you leave, let's go check on my mom to see if those pills worked."
The two boys crept downstairs and headed towards Danny's parents' room. The door was shut.
"Wait here, I'll be back," Danny whispered as he knocked on her door. No answer. He knocked again, this time a bit harder. No answer.
Instead of knocking again, he turned the knob and gently nudged the door open. He slid into her room and saw his mom lying on her back, still wearing her robe. The lamp next to her bed and the TV were both on.
He walked up to her and called her name. No response. She was sound asleep, and her breathing was deep. He went up to her and shook her a bit. Still nothing.
He kept shaking her until finally she groggily picked her head up and mumbled something incoherently before putting her head back down. Danny left the room and closed the door.
"Dude, she's completely out of it!" he said to Ben, not worrying about being loud this time.
"I told you they would work," Ben replied. "She will be out for another several hours, but she will be fine when she wakes up."
Danny thanked his friend for the pills as Ben handed him a few more.
"I think our plan will work," Danny said, more relieved now that he knew the effects of the sleeping pills. "I'll spike her again before I leave Friday night."
"Sounds good, I'll see you tomorrow," Ben said walking towards the front door. Danny was so relieved the pills worked. He ran upstairs excitedly, looking forward to see his favorite band Friday night. He would just have to figure out a way to give his mom the pills again.
Ben watched his friend go upstairs. He opened the front door and pretended to leave, but instead of exiting, he remained inside as he shut the door. A mischievous grin formed on his face as he turned and headed back towards Becca's bedroom.
Ben quietly opened the bedroom door and slipped inside the room, closing the door behind him. Lying in the bed in front of him was the MILF of his dreams, sound asleep. He approached the bed rubbing his cock over his pants, which was rock hard at this point from just the thought of what he was capable of doing.
When he reached the side of the bed he looked up and down the sexy wife's body. She was lying on her back with her hands on each side of her hot body. Her long blonde hair was spilled all over the pillow and her mouth was open as she breathed heavily.
Ben reached his hand down and placed it on her thigh. He rubbed the silky smooth, freshly shaved skin, moving his hand further up as he caressed her.
He slipped his hand in-between her thighs and moved up until he finally reached the thin robe. He moved his hand up under the robe and felt a warm crevice.
"Ooohh, fuck," Ben groaned noticing she wasn't wearing panties. His fingers moved to the folds of her pussy lips, and he felt a lot of hair as he moved his fingers up her slit. He couldn't believe his luck!
Ben rubbed her pussy, hoping she would get wet. He managed to stick two fingers into her, but unfortunately she wasn't lubricating, so he pulled his hand out from under her robe and put it up to his nose to smell her scent.
He proceeded to remove his shoes, pants, and boxers so that he was naked from the waist down. His cock was hard and throbbing as the horny teen drooled. He climbed up on the bed and straddled the hot mom.
"Oh god how long I've waited for this," he said stroking his cock with one hand as he looked down at her sleeping form. The lamp on her nightstand was still on, so he had a perfect view of the former model's near-naked body.
Ben stopped stroking his cock and reached down to unfasten the sash of her robe. Once he untied it, he pulled open the robe as if he were opening bedroom curtains on a sunny weekend morning. There in front of him was her incredible body fully nude.
"Oh fuck," he said as drool dropped from the side of his mouth. Even though she was lying on her back, her big tits pointed up like mountain peaks. Her nipples were pink and standing firm like little erasers. Her areolas were very big on top of the milky white skin of her tits. Her bikini tan lines were clearly visible.
Ben moved his eyes from her chest, down her stomach, and finally to the sweet motherly pussy that he dreamed of fucking since the first time he ever met the hot mom. The same blonde hair on her head covered it, and although it was bushy, she appeared to keep it trimmed. Typical that the conservative housewife kept a bush, he thought.
Ben started stroking his cock again until he could no longer wait. He wanted to taste the forbidden fruit that lay within his grasp. He slipped both hands between her thighs and spread her legs, while crawling between them.
Becca turned her head to the side and mumbled something incoherently while her son's friend began licking her pussy. He reached up and fondled her tits while his cheeks were buried between her smooth thighs. His tongue worked up and down, and occasionally it probed inside of her.
"Ooohh, fuck," Ben groaned noticing she wasn't wearing panties. His fingers moved to the folds of her pussy lips, and he felt a lot of hair as he moved his fingers up her slit. He couldn't believe his luck!
Ben rubbed her pussy, hoping she would get wet. He managed to stick two fingers into her, but unfortunately she wasn't lubricating, so he pulled his hand out from under her robe and put it up to his nose to smell her scent.
He proceeded to remove his shoes, pants, and boxers so that he was naked from the waist down. His cock was hard and throbbing as the horny teen drooled. He climbed up on the bed and straddled the hot mom.
"Oh god how long I've waited for this," he said stroking his cock with one hand as he looked down at her sleeping form. The lamp on her nightstand was still on, so he had a perfect view of the former model's near-naked body.
Ben stopped stroking his cock and reached down to unfasten the sash of her robe. Once he untied it, he pulled open the robe as if he were opening bedroom curtains on a sunny weekend morning. There in front of him was her incredible body fully nude.
"Oh fuck," he said as drool dropped from the side of his mouth. Even though she was lying on her back, her big tits pointed up like mountain peaks. Her nipples were pink and standing firm like little erasers. Her areolas were very big on top of the milky white skin of her tits. Her bikini tan lines were clearly visible.
Ben moved his eyes from her chest, down her stomach, and finally to the sweet motherly pussy that he dreamed of fucking since the first time he ever met the hot mom. The same blonde hair on her head covered it, and although it was bushy, she appeared to keep it trimmed. Typical that the conservative housewife kept a bush, he thought.
Ben started stroking his cock again until he could no longer wait. He wanted to taste the forbidden fruit that lay within his grasp. He slipped both hands between her thighs and spread her legs, while crawling between them.
Becca turned her head to the side and mumbled something incoherently while her son's friend began licking her pussy. He reached up and fondled her tits while his cheeks were buried between her smooth thighs. His tongue worked up and down, and occasionally it probed inside of her.
Becca squirmed a bit, but she remained passed out with her eyes shut. Despite the tongue bath she was receiving, her body didn't quite react to it. Ben didn't care; he was shaking with lust as he ate the hot blonde's pussy. After toying with her breasts for several minutes, he brought his fingers down to join his tongue.
He pumped his fingers inside of her while licking her slit up and down.
"Mmmm... you have a tasty pussy, Mrs. Palmer," he said before sucking the hood of her clitoris.
He sucked and played with her pussy for several more minutes until he could take no more. He needed to relieve his aching cock. The teenager climbed out from between her legs and knelt next to her on the bed, while grabbing both of her hands.
He wrapped her fingers around his hard, hot penis. He clamped his hands on top of hers and started stroking his cock. He could feel the diamond from her wedding band digging into his fingers as he guided her hands to jack him off.
"Oooohhh, fuck," Ben groaned as her soft, well-manicured hands pulled on his cock. He swung his leg over her so that he was straddling her stomach, now able to watch her tits wobble on her chest as her arms moved. Becca continued to show no sign of consciousness while her son's rambunctious friend used her hands to jack him off. He looked at her beautiful face and fantasized that she was awake and willing.
"Oh shit, unnngghhh," he moaned as his cock could take no more, shooting semen a couple feet in front of him on to the headboard. More globs of cum sprayed out of his young cock and splattered on her face, in her hair, and on her tits. He kept using her hands to stroke every last bit of his cum out. He couldn't ever remember spraying this much cum.
Finally the explosion subsided and Becca was covered in his cum from her hair all the way down to her chest. He let go of her hands and climbed off of her.
"Shit!" he exclaimed looking at the clock. It was getting late and he knew his mom would be pissed if he came home late. He hurried to the master bathroom and grabbed some toilet paper. Ben tried his best to wipe his cum off of her body, but there was certainly going to be some cum residue on her.
"Fuck it," he said, stuffing the toilet paper into his pockets while putting his clothes back on. After he buckled up his belt he leaned over and kissed Becca on the lips. He stuck his tongue down her throat and squeezed her big tits.
"You were spectacular, Mrs. Palmer," he said after pulling away from her mouth. He then quietly headed out of her room and let himself out of the house.
Mrs. Becca Palmer suddenly awoke from a wild dream. She looked over at the clock showing 6:00 AM, and then she looked down and noticed she was lying naked on top of her bed covers, with her robe open. Sweat covered her body and she felt lightheaded.
"Oh my," she sighed, not sure why she felt so drained. After she regained her senses, she tried to remember when she fell asleep but was drawing blanks. The last thing she remembered was reading a book in the kitchen after eating ice cream and feeling tired, which alarmed her because she usually never felt as tired as she did last night. She hoped she wasn't getting sick.
Becca sat up in her bed and rubbed her eyes.
"Wow, that was some wild dream," the beautiful housewife thought to herself, noticing that her pussy was very moist. The dream was hazy, but she recalls being strapped up to a bed while naked men ravaged her sexually. The conservative mother rarely had naughty dreams like that and felt dirty when she did, but she had to admit she was so horny right now and it felt great.
She brought her right hand down and felt her clit which was swelling.
"Mmmmmm..." she moaned with delight as she fondled herself. Since her last pregnancy, sex has become a rarity, but she failed to take much notice because she was always busy with her kids. When her husband was out of town, which was a lot lately, she began realizing how sexually deprived she was. Especially when waking up to a dream like the one she just had.
She started masturbating with one hand, while her other reached up and grabbed one of her hard nipples. It's almost as if she was still dreaming. Becca never acted like this, but it felt so good.
"Ooohhh," she moaned as her pussy was on fire. Her free hand moved off of her breast and reached up to brush her blonde hair out of her face. It was then she noticed a strange texture in her hair, and her fingers got stuck.
"What the..." she said as her attention was now turned away from her masturbation. She used both hands to pull her hair out in front of her trying to look at what the hell was making it hard and sticky. She looked down and noticed the sticky stuff was on her chest too.
Becca swiftly got up and fastened her robe as she made her way to the master bathroom. She observed herself in the mirror, taking notice of the strange substance in her hair and on the skin of her face and chest.
"What in the world?" she thought. She stood looking at herself in the mirror perplexed. Something didn't fell right about last night.
All of the sudden Becca was startled when her daughter knocked on her door.
"Mommy? Are you awake?"
"Mommy is about to take a shower, honey," she yelled. "I'll be out in a little bit."
She shook her head and moved away from the mirror.
"I just need a hot shower," she thought as she took off her robe and turned the water on.
While in the shower, Becca suddenly felt awake for the first time this morning. It was such a strange feeling to wake up in a daze like that. And she couldn't believe she was masturbating. It made her upset that she wasn't being fulfilled sexually by her husband, but that was no reason to be having such wild thoughts and dreams.
It was indeed perplexing that her husband seemingly lost the desire to make love to his beautiful wife. Mrs. Becca Palmer was a knockout, looking younger than her 39 years of age. Her long blonde hair was something you'd see in a shampoo commercial, and her body was something you'd see in Playboy magazine. Blessed with flawless looks, she easily landed a modeling gig for a department store catalog years ago but has since quit after having her third child. It would be very hard for any red-blooded male to comprehend that Becca Palmer was sexually frustrated.
Becca washed her hair twice and the sticky substance appeared to be gone. She tried to piece together how and when she went to bed last night, but she simply couldn't remember. She thought back to her son's friend Ben being over, which made her frown.
The perverted young boy who always tried to feel her up came over unexpectedly when she was wearing her skimpy robe. She was so embarrassed to walk into the kitchen wearing next to nothing while the teenager ogled her. Then she caught the inconsiderate boy hovering above her and looking down between the gape of her robe at her tits.
Granted, he was no different than most males she's encountered in her life. Hell, even her husband's best buddies have tried many times with no success to get into her panties, behind his back of course. But to be harassed by a teenager who is supposed to be a good influence on her son was unacceptable.
After showering and getting dressed, she decided she finally needed to have her chat with Danny about his two friends Mike and Ben. Those boys were simply not allowed to show up at her house whenever they felt like it. Their poor manners made Becca sick to her stomach.
Danny was lying in bed awake when his mom came upstairs and knocked on his door.
"Come in," he replied. His beautiful mom came inside and sat down on the bed next to him. He was very nervous seeing her, knowing that he slipped her sleeping pills last night.
"Sweetie I want to have a talk with you," she said looking down into his eyes. He could sense she had something important to talk about, and he began to panic thinking she knew what he had done.
"About what?" he asked nervously. She let out a sigh and thought for a moment. She decided the direct approach would be the best way to handle this.
"I don't want you hanging out with Mike and Ben anymore," she said with a straight face. Her son gave her a perplexed look.
"Huh? But they're my friends," he replied, making her feel guilty.
"Your father and I don't think they are good influences on you. You are such a smart young man, and you have a bright future. You can get into an Ivy League school if you want, and you can play golf or tennis for any of them. These have always been your goals, but I'm afraid those two boys will come between that."
"I don't understand. What have they done?" he asked growing curious if this conversation had to do with the sleeping pills. Becca was careful to choose her words wisely, and then she proceeded to express her concerns that the boys skip school and experiment with drugs and alcohol.
Danny was relieved she didn't appear to know she was drugged. She kept going on about how inappropriate Mike and Ben are, and how other parents have warned her about their antics. She pointed out the time Mike purposely barged in on her when she was using the restroom.
"They just think you're a MILF, that's all," he said matter-of-factly.
"A MILF?" Becca asked perplexed.
"Yeah, it means you're a mother they would like to... you know... F," he replied.
"Yes, I've heard them call me that before, but I didn't know what it was," she said looking at the ground in thought. She surprised herself by actually feeling a little thrill from the compliment, but she certainly didn't want to give that impression to her son.
"But that further adds to my point that those boys show no respect!" she said with a stern voice.
He was quick to tell her he didn't participate in any of the bad things the two boys might do.
"But honey, when you surround yourselves with people who do those things, you can still get into trouble whether you're participating or not." She said.
"So you're saying I should just end my friendship with them because my mom said so?"
"I don't want them coming over here anymore, and I don't want you spending your free time with them," she replied.
"This is not fair," he said with a frown. "You can't tell me who to hang out with!"
Becca sensed that he was becoming upset, like her husband warned against, so she decided she made her point and would walk away before this escalates.
"I don't want to argue with you because your brother and sister are around, but I just wanted to let you know how I feel. You are right that I can't tell you who to hang out with, but hopefully you will use your best judgment and remember all the things mommy and daddy taught you."
She leaned down and gave him a kiss.
"Now get up and ready for school. I'm going to make you a healthy breakfast," she said.
She got up and left the room, while he sulked. He couldn't believe his mom was telling him who to hang out with. He felt it was unreasonable because he doesn't skip school, drink alcohol or do drugs.
"Well, I guess I'm just going to have to lie whenever I hang out with Mike and Ben, starting with Friday night when I go to the concert," he said to himself as he rolled off his bed and headed for the shower.
Friday evening rolled around before no time, and Danny was nervous about the night ahead of him. He wasn't accustomed to lying to his mom. To cope with his anxieties he rationalized it by claiming his mom was being unfair and untrustworthy.
He got dressed in a pair of jeans and t-shirt before heading downstairs to ask his mom to borrow her car.
"Honey, your brother, sister, and I are about to order a movie off pay per view. Why don't you sit down and watch it with us?" she said scooting over on the couch to make room for him. Danny noticed a glass of iced tea on the coffee table and figured this was his chance to slip the pills in. He had them in his clinched fist.
"No thanks, I'm actually going to watch our basketball game tonight," he replied trying not to sound suspicious.
"Who are you guys playing?"
"Jamesville. They are supposed to be pretty good."
"And who are you going to the game with?" she asked curiously.
"Oh, just Steve and Richard," he lied. He purposely named a couple of buddies his age that he knew his mother approved of. If he would have said Mike and Ben, his mom might not let him go.
"Well, that will be fun," she replied, relieved that he didn't say he was hanging out with Mike and Ben.
"Can I borrow your car mom?"
"Sure sweetie. Remember to be back by your curfew, young man."
He walked over to his mom and gave her a hug, while reaching over to drop the two pills into her drink behind her back. He told his little brother and sister goodbye, and headed for the door with a grin on his face. "All too easy," he thought to himself.
Danny picked up Mike and Ben in his mom's Suburban and they headed to the city for the concert. Since they were running late, Mike and Ben encouraged Danny to speed. Poor Danny didn't want to look like a dork in front of his older friends, so he complied.
"So was your mom suspicious?" Ben asked.
"Nah, she didn't suspect a thing. We just need to hurry back after the concert."
"What was your hot mom wearing tonight?" Mike asked, while Ben chuckled.
"None of your business, asshole!" Danny said perturbed.
"Relax. You should be proud that your mom is so hot," said Mike.
"So Danny-boy, what do you think is your mom's best asset, her ass or her big tits?" Ben asked.
"She's my mom, dude. That's gross," he replied.
"I'm an ass man, myself, so I'm going to have to choose that," Mike said with a grin.
"I like her juicy tits," Ben said, grinning to himself knowing he had his hands on them just a couple days ago.
"OK that's enough!" Danny said angryly. He was getting so frustrated with them that he didn't realize how fast he was now driving. It was at this point that the three boys looked behind them and saw the flashing lights of a police car on their tail.
"Oh shit!" Mike said.
"Damn, see what you guys made me do?" Danny said, slowing the car down.
"Hey man, don't slow down," Mike said. "See if we can lose this jerk."
"What? Are you crazy?" Danny exclaimed continuing to slow down.
"C'mon, dude, don't be a wimp," Mike said. "How fast does this thing go?"
Danny ignored him and pulled the car over, wondering if his mom was indeed right that his two friends were trouble. Mike was extremely fidgety in the backseat when Danny pulled over. He reached into his pocket and discarded a plastic bag under Danny's seat in front of him.
The cop finally came up to the window while the boys sat still. Danny was very polite as he fetched the officer his license and registration. The cop informed Danny that he was going 30 miles per hour over the speed limit.
Danny couldn't believe he was going that fast. The cop flashed his flashlight into the back seat and looked at Mike, who appeared suspicious. Then he looked over at Ben before turning back towards his car to write a ticket.
Just then, Ben thought it would be funny to oink like a pig.
"Shut up man!" Danny said while Mike laughed. This didn't go unnoticed by the cop, as he quickly turned around and poked his head into the window.
"So you think you're pretty funny, huh?" the cop said with a furious look on his face. "The three of you need to step outside the vehicle right now."
Danny was terrified. He's never had any altercations with police officers. The three boys stepped out of the car. The boys didn't realize that another cop car passing by had stopped behind them.
"Keep an eye on these boys, I'm going to take a look inside this vehicle," the cop said to the other cop who had gotten out of the car and approached them.
Danny wasn't concerned about the cop searching his mom's car, but Mike sure was. It only took thirty seconds before the officer had reached under the driver's seat and pulled out the plastic bag Mike had discarded. He put it on the hood of the car. Danny couldn't believe his eyes as it appeared to be a bag of illegal drugs.
"Well, well, well," the officer said. "Look at what we have here; some marijuana and cocaine."
Danny looked over at Mike and Ben. Mike just shrugged his shoulders and said, "sorry, dude." Danny couldn't believe his buddy stashed drugs in his mom's car.
The cop immediately pulled out his handcuffs and approached Danny. He grabbed him by the arms and led him over to the back of the vehicle where he cuffed him and read him his rights.
"It's not mine officer!" Danny pleaded. The cop turned towards Ben and Mike and asked them if it was theirs. The two boys shook their heads and said, "No sir."
The cop turned back towards Danny and led him over to the police car.
"Since you are operating this vehicle, even if it's your mom's car, the drugs are considered in your possession under this state's law. Those two boys didn't have possession and they don't claim it as theirs, so it's considered yours unless they fess up otherwise," the cop said.
Danny was in tears and couldn't believe his friends didn't take ownership. The cop stuffed him into the back seat of the police car and instructed the other cop to escort to two other boys to a nearby pay phone so that they could make arrangements for a ride home. The cop also dispatched a tow truck to take his mom's car.
Danny stood in a jail cell looking at the phone, dreading to pick it up to make his one phone call allowed. He had spent the last couple hours getting booked into a jail in the middle of nowhere, about an hour from his house. Fortunately, the jail wasn't very crowded and he had a cell to himself. Reluctantly he picked up the phone and dialed his mom's number, hoping the sleeping pills had worn off by now.
"Mom," he said tentatively into the phone.
"Hi honey, is everything ok?" she said, realizing it was close to his curfew. Becca didn't actually drink any more of the iced tea that Danny spiked, so she was awake and alert.
He hesitated for a few moments, and then in a shaky voice proceeded to tell his mom he was in jail.
It was several hours into the early morning when Danny was finally released from jail. He sulked out into the lobby where he saw his mom glaring at him. It was obvious she had been crying and flustered.
He expected his mom to chew him out, but instead, she embraced him with a big hug. Her son looked so distraught that she felt horrible for him, even though she was indeed angry. The hug didn't last long enough for Danny. As soon as she pulled away, she started scolding him.
"I can't believe you would lie to your mommy like that!" she said as they walked to the car.
"I'm sorry mom," he pleaded. "I swear they weren't my drugs, and I swear I had no idea Mike had it with him. I've never done any illegal drugs in my life."
"I tried to warn you that if you hang out with these kinds of trouble-makers you are going to end up in jail like you did!"
"I know, I should have listened," he said with his head down.
As they made the long drive, his mom scolded him a lot more. She explained how she had to take a cab all the way to where her car was towed to, and she had to call a friend over to babysit her two other kids at home. Even though she was angry, she was relieved that her boy was safe with her now and that he understands having made the wrong decision.
Reality began to sink into Becca as she thought about the implications of his arrest. All of the parents in PTA would certainly hear about it. His school, which they paid a lot of money for him to go to, would be sure to expel him. This would even ruin his future getting into an Ivy League school on a golf or tennis scholarship.
Becca began to cry as they reached their town, while her son continued to apologize. She kept thinking about how this arrest would ruin his future. She did believe her son that the drugs were Mike's, and it really showed Mike's true colors that he didn't take ownership of it. Mike should have been the one in the jail cell, not her son.
They finally got home and Danny went up to his room to sleep. Becca thanked her friend for coming over to watch the kids and escorted her to the door, without explaining the details of the situation. She went into her bed to lie down and think. She hadn't yet called her husband, as she knew he would be so upset and she didn't want to ruin the rest of his important business trip. She would just have to tell him when he gets back tomorrow.
The housewife got out of her bed and decided to take a shower and get cleaned up to relieve some stress before her kids got up. While in the shower she thought about what she could do. How could she prove that the marijuana and cocaine were Mike's? What if everyone thinks it's hers since it was in her car? Should she hire a detective or fight this in court?
All of these thoughts were stressing her out, and she wanted to come to a resolution and game plan before her husband gets back in town and before the school week starts Monday. Becca had never dealt with anything like this, so she didn't know how to react. She was so concerned about the reputation of her son and her family. What would her two other children think? Does she need to even tell them? Surely they would find out.
After Becca's shower, she slipped on white panties and a white bra. She then put on a conservative sleeveless black dress that ended just above her knees. It hugged her figure perfectly, but because the v-neck wasn't deep her ample cleavage wasn't on display.
After she prettied herself up with makeup and jewelry, she went and sat on her bed in deep thought. If Mike would just confess that the drugs were his, the charges on her son would be dropped and all of this could be swept under the rug, she thought to herself. There is no proof, just Danny's word against his, but maybe I can reason him, she pondered.
With that, she marched into the kitchen and pulled out the phone book. The housewife keeps all of Danny's friends' phone numbers in case of an emergency. She found Mike Brantley's cell phone number and dialed it on the cordless phone.
"Hello?" he answered.
"This is Mrs. Palmer, is this Mike?"
"Yes, hi Mrs. Palmer, how are you doing this morning," he said with a hint of sarcasm.
"What on Earth happened last night?" she asked, hoping for a confession.
"Umm... well," he hesitated only for a moment because he had his side of the story already figured out. He realized it would come to this, so he had a plan in mind. "Your son insisted that he come to the concert with us, even though we warned him to follow your rules. On the way to the concert he got pulled over for speeding. The cop searched your car and found his drugs."
"My son doesn't do drugs! He said those were yours!" she exclaimed.
"Sorry, but he's just trying to lay the blame on someone else," he replied smugly.
"How dare you accuse my son of being a liar," she said angrily.
"Didn't your son tell you he was going to our school's basketball game, instead of truthfully telling you he was going to the concert? I'd say he's a liar," he said, which only made her angrier because he did have a point.
"Well that wasn't his stuff," she said less convincingly
"Well, it wasn't mine or Ben's. Maybe it's yours? It was in your car after all. You're just trying to lay the blame on me to save your own ass," he replied. This caused the housewife to gasp. One of her big fears was that she would be accused about the drugs. Her reputation as a mother would surely be ruined.
"It certainly was not mine, young man!" she said defiantly.
"Look, I like Danny and you a lot," he said changing to a more compassionate tone. "How about instead of arguing over the phone, you come over to my house and we figure something out. There has to be some kind of story we can come up with to diffuse this whole situation. My mom is staying with her boyfriend this weekend, so I'm here alone."
Even though Becca despised this 18-year-old boy, he had a point. They needed to come up with a solution, and arguing over the phone was not going to get anywhere. She just wanted this whole thing to go away as quick as possible.
"OK, fine," she said in a defeated tone. "I'm coming over right now."
Mike hung up his cell phone and pumped his fists in the air. He couldn't believe his luck that the MILF of his dreams was coming over out of desperation. He knew how much stock Danny's parents put into his future, and he felt like he was holding the cards. He was going to try and use this to his advantage.
Becca slipped on her sandals and headed upstairs to tell her son she had to go run a few errands. She definitely didn't want to alarm him that she was going over to Mike's to sort out this mess. She told him to watch over his brother and sister, who were still sleeping.
Mike's house was a short drive for Becca. He lived in a small duplex with his mom. He had older siblings not living at home, and his father was living on the other side of the country.
Becca knocked her little hand on the door. Mike opened it and blatantly looked her body up and down. She couldn't look him in the eyes.
"My, you look ravishing," he said escorting her in. "Step into my office."
He led her to his bedroom. She immediately noticed pictures of nude magazine models all over his walls. He also had some rather foul and vulgar posters too. His room was unkempt and had an awkward stench.
"Have a seat," he said politely, pointing her to a faded-orange sofa in his room, opposite of the bed.
"Your mother allows you to have these kinds of pictures on your walls?" she asked disgustedly while flattening down her dress and taking a seat.
"I'm 18 years-old, I can do what I please," he said. "Do you like them?"
She ignored his question and went straight to the point.
"So what are we going to do about this mess? Danny claims the drugs are yours," she said. She was surprised when Mike sat down next to her on the couch and put his arm up behind her. She scooted as far over as she could while crossing her legs away from him.
"As the facts stand, they're your drugs or Danny's drugs. They're not mine," he said. "But I'm willing to take the fall because Danny has such a bright future, and getting kicked out of our school would be disastrous for your family and him."
Becca was shocked. This is exactly what she wanted – Mike to confess.
"Well... wow... I must say that I appreciate it. But aren't you concerned about getting kicked out of school?"
"I'm close to graduating, and my uncle is the dean," he said eyeing the hot blonde's legs that were exposed without hose on. "How the hell else do you think I got into this school in the first place? I have connections, and I can use them to my advantage."
Becca did indeed remember hearing that his uncle was Dean Brantly. "So... you are going to confess that they are your drugs? I have the officer's phone number if you want to call right now and tell him you are coming down there."
"I can do that, but it's going to cost you," he said reaching down with his hand and placing it on her thigh, right at the bottom of her dress, which was riding several inches up above her knees.
"Cost me what?" she asked while pushing his hand off her thigh.
"C'mon Mrs. Palmer, you don't really expect me to take the heat for this without getting anything in return?"
"What do you want in return?" she asked naively.
"How about you start by taking your dress off?" He gave her a sly grin and reached his hand over to the zipper on the back of her dress. He began to tug it down.
"You pig!" she exclaimed standing up, resisting the urge to slap him. "How dare you speak to me like that!"
Mike let out a laugh. "Look, Mrs. Palmer, I'm willing to keep this conversation between us, and whatever happens will be our secret."
"Nothing is going to happen!" she said glaring at him while he remained seated. "I thought we could talk like adults and work something out, but since you are choosing to be immature I will just have to get the cops involved. I'm sure they can prove Danny is innocent."
She turned around and headed for the door. She didn't realize he had unzipped her dress halfway down her back exposing her bra strap.
"Stop," he said. She paused at the door and turned around to face him, clearly upset as he continued. "You're being too emotional. You need to stop and think what's at stake here. I'm not out to hurt you, so take a deep breath and come sit back down so we can talk. I don't think you realize the PR nightmare your son and family are going to have to deal with."
"Ok fine," she said taking a deep breath and walking back towards the couch to sit down. "I will stay here and talk to you, but don't think I'm going to do anything of the sexual nature."
She sat down and again crossed her legs away from him. She sat as far away from him on the couch as possible, but he scooted towards her anyways. She was so disgusted by him that she couldn't look him in the eyes. While she looked to the opposite side of the room, she noticed several old department store catalogs she used to pose in. They were spilled out on the nightstand next to his bed. Then she looked up and saw above the nightstand actual pictures of her cut out and taped to the wall. Most of the pictures were from a summer issue when she posed in various bikinis.
"Mrs. Palmer, you have to remember that my uncle is the dean. Danny will surely be expelled for this. I know his dream is to go to an Ivy League school. You can kiss that goodbye. What will your two young kids think of all of this? Surely they will hear that mommy had pot and cocaine found in her car."
"You are such an asshole," she said sadly. "I can't believe you would take pleasure in seeing Danny's future ruined."
"I don't take pleasure in it," he said scooting even closer to her. He put his arm up behind her on the couch and put his other hand back on her thigh. This time he moved his hand up a few inches under the hem of her dress. "That's why I'm giving you the opportunity to make it all go away."
"Don't touch me," she scolded while quickly removing his hand, but she didn't get up this time.
"I have been in love with you ever since I laid eyes on you, and I want to make love to you so bad," he said. "Just think, this whole nightmare can go away painlessly, and nobody would ever know what happened."
"In your dreams. Those catalogs next to your bed are the closest you will ever get to me," she said looking away from him. She was trying to think of a way she could repay him, but her mind was drawing blanks. The teenager being so close to her on the couch was flustering her and she couldn't think straight. Surprisingly she was a bit flattered that he hung up her modeling pictures, considering all of the other sexy women he had posted to his walls.
"Don't think that you can prove they are my drugs, because they're not, and by the time you get detectives involved the damage will already be done to your reputation," he said in a convincing tone. Mike reached his hand back down, this time lightly pulling the hem of her dress up her thigh. His other hand moved back to the zipper and tugged it down further. "And your husband's reputation will be tarnished. Isn't he involved with a lot of charities? What about your church? I'm sure they would not be happy that you and your son are druggies."
Becca started to shed tears and instead of pushing his hand off her leg this time, she put her hands up to her face to sob. Mike pulled the dress up all the way to her panties so that he could look down at the prize between her succulent thighs. Once he got the zipper all of the way down the back of her dress, he brought his hand down to his pants and opened them. His cock was so unbelievably hard that he had to get it out of his pants before it hurt him.
"I can pay you money," Becca said between her sobs, coming to grips with the current predicament. "I just want this to go away right now. Please, just turn yourself in."
Mike took her pleading as a victory and he knew he had her exactly where he hoped to have her.
"I don't want your money," he said. "I already told you I want your dress on the floor." She sobbed a couple more times, while he inspected her panty-covered crotch. She was trying to find some kind of solution to grab on to, but couldn't. This made her frustrated to the point where she caved in.
"OK," she mumbled. "I will do what you want, just make this nightmare go away. I love Danny and my family so much and I would sacrifice anything for them."
She wiped her eyes with her hands. She knew this young man has no compassion, and there was no sense in trying to fight him. She just wanted everything to go back to normal.
"I'm not going to hurt you," he said pulling his cock out of his pants. "Just remember you are helping your family, and I'm sure if you try not to think negatively about it, you will actually enjoy it."
After she wiped her eyes she realized his cock was out. "Oh my," she said immediately looking away and putting her head back into her hands. He was right though – she just needed to be tough and get through this. Being upset wasn't going to accomplish anything. Just try not to think about it, she thought.
With that, she pulled her hands away from her face and stood up. She turned to face him and pulled the dress down over her arms. Because it hugged her body, she had to tug it down her hourglass figure, over her perky tits, and over her child-bearing hips.
"Oh God, you are so hot!" Mike said as he slowly rubbed his cock while watching the mother of three pull her dress down. She bent forward to pull it down past her knees, and her big tits looked ready to flop out of the bra cups, only two feet in front of him. Once it hit the floor, she stepped out of it and stood patiently in front of the boy while his eyes roamed her entire body.
"Take that bra off Mrs. Palmer and show me those tits I've waited so long to see," he said. Some drool formed on the side of his mouth as he slowly jerked his cock.
"Ugh, you disgust me!" she said not being able to look at him. She wanted this to get over as soon as possible, so she reached up and pulled each bra strap down off her shoulders, one after the other. Then she reached behind her back and unsnapped the bra.
The bra fit her tits so comfortably that it was ejected after being unfastened. It immediately popped off her chest and her nipples sprang free. The bra fell down her arms and on to the floor.
"Oh fuck!" Danny said as he got his first look at the mother's tits he has jerked off about hundreds of times. Her pink nipples were considerably larger than he expected; the areolas the size of poker chips. Her tan lines caused a stark contrast between her sun-tanned body and her milky-white breasts, capped by beautiful pink nipples that perked up. There was only a hint of sag, and Mike certainly could tell that these puppies were real.
Becca knew she put a lot of hard work into maintaining her body, so the result was a strong comfort level with it. Growing up, girls were always incredibly jealous of her hot body and large breasts, so she always felt good looking at her nude form in the mirror. Now, she naturally had a confident stance as she posed in front of this perverted teenager, and in the back of her mind she hoped he liked what he saw. Becca kept telling herself not to think about what she was doing, and any negative thought that crossed her mind, she reminded herself that she was helping her son's future.
"Very nice," he barely said with his eyes as wide as saucers. His eyes trailed down her body from her breasts down to her panties. She noticed where he was now looking, so she figured what was coming next.
"You know what's next," he said nodding towards her crotch. She hoped it wouldn't have come to this, but she knew he wouldn't stop without getting her completely naked. She again told herself she was doing this for her family and tried to put it behind her mind.
Becca hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and pushed them down her thighs. Her blonde bush was now exposed, and it appeared to be only lightly trimmed. He didn't expect anything less from the conservative mother of three.
Her panties hit the floor and she stepped out of them. She now stood naked a couple of feet in front of the perverted teenager, wearing only earrings, a necklace, and her diamond wedding ring.
"Come over here and have a seat," he said scooting over and patting the cushion next to him. She sat down and couldn't help but look at his cock that he was stroking. His pants were down around his ankles. Mike was surprised how comfortable she was with her naked form. She was a natural beauty, he thought.
He reached his hand up and cupped her cheek, pulling her face towards him as he moved in to kiss her. She was not enthusiastic, but she didn't resist as he lewdly stuck his tongue in her mouth. They smacked lips together and their tongues intertwined. Becca figured she should just try to get this over as quick as possible, so she kissed him back.
"Mmmpphh," Mike moaned into her mouth as he made out with the hot blonde wife. He reached down with both hands and started to fondle her big tits, which caused her to lie back on the couch. He was not being gentle, instead aggressively kneading her breasts and pulling on her nipples. He continued to attack her mouth with his tongue.
Before long, Mike had moved his lips from her mouth to one of her nipples. He opened his mouth as wide as he could and filled it with her breast. He sucked on it greedily while his other hand fondled her other breast.
He released a breast from his mouth while it made a plopping sound so that he could flick her big nipple with his tongue. He then moved to her other breast and did the same thing, before sucking on it again. He sucked and licked them for several minutes.
"Oh god," he exclaimed pulling away from her. "I'm so hard I can't take it anymore."
He stood up in front of her while she sat naked on the couch looking up at him. He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it across the room, and then he stepped out of his pants and underwear that were down around his ankles so that he was now naked too.
"Come here," he said standing straight in front of her with his hard cock pointed right at her. She knew that he had a bigger penis than her husband by just looking at it.
Becca started to get up off the couch, but Mike put his hands down and grabbed the back of her head causing her to sit back down. He didn't hesitate to guide her face to his throbbing prick.
Realizing what he wanted, she quickly turned her head away, and his cock missed her mouth, instead stabbing her in the cheek. Although she had her eyes closed and her faced turned away, she remained seated right in front of him and allowed him to hold her head.
Mike grabbed on to the base of his prick while his other hand continued to hold her head. This allowed him to rub his dick along her cheek. The sensation was incredible as he rubbed all over the soft skin of her face.
"Oh fuck, Mrs. Palmer, that feels good," he said still rubbing his cock on her cheek.
"You're a pig!" she sneered, but she still didn't resist. He then rubbed the tip of his cock over her closed eyelids. Becca kept her eyes closed and tried not to think about what was happening. It was hard because he now put his balls up to her nose and mouth, slapping his dick on her forehead. The sweaty smell caused her to gasp and pull back.
Mike's cum was boiling and ready to explode, so he aimed his cock towards her mouth and pulled her head towards him. He pressed the tip to her closed lips. She opened her eyes and gave him a pleading look to stop, but he just grinned at her and rubbed his cock-head along her lips.
"C'mon Mrs. Palmer, suck my cock, and then I will turn myself in," he said. Tears formed in her eyes as she realized the adultery she was about to commit.
To his surprise, she reached up with both hands and took hold of his pole. She opened her mouth and moved her head forward. The hot mom didn't wait to start sucking on her son's friend's cock, hoping to get it over as soon as possible.
"Ohhh, fuck," Mike groaned as the woman of his dreams started sucking him off. He took his hand off her head and brushed her blonde bangs behind her ears so that he could witness her submission. She bobbed back and forth on his shaft while her small hands remained on the base of it. The diamond rock on her wedding band sparkled as she held a cock that didn't belong to her husband.
Becca rarely gave her husband blowjobs, but she certainly knew how to do it. Even though she was repulsed by sucking the teen's cock, she blew him as she would her husband because she didn't know how to do it otherwise. She just tried to think about something else as she committed the adultery.
Mike had been so close to cumming before he had his cock in the wife's mouth that it was no surprise he didn't last long. Just as Becca was getting into a deep rhythm, taking as much into her mouth as she could, he grabbed the back of her head and let his cock explode in her mouth, forcing her to swallow.
"Ahhhggggghhhh," he groaned as the explosion began. Becca opened her eyes as she felt cum shoot into the back of her throat. She had never swallowed before in her life until now.
"OOOhhhhh... God... shit..." the young man moaned as he emptied his balls into the hot mom's mouth. Squirt after squirt fired into her throat as she swallowed for dear life. The sensation was the greatest thing he had ever experienced.
"Oh yeah, take all that shit," he moaned. The cock explosion was almost over when Becca finally gagged. He let go of her head and allowed her to remove his prick from her mouth. She gagged again and coughed, looking down at the floor. The last of his semen squirted onto her face until he was all out.
"Aaaaahhhh... that was fucking amazing," he said, reaching down to pick up her panties so that he could wipe his cock off. Becca sat back on the couch and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She then grabbed the panties from him and wiped her messy face.
"You tell anybody about this and I will kill you if my husband hasn't already!" she snapped at him.
"I told you, this is our secret," he said taking a seat next to her, both still naked. She was relieved to hear him say that he would keep it under wraps, considering how much of a monster he was.
Becca started to get up until Mike pulled her naked body into his lap.
"Let me go!" she whimpered, trying to get up.
"You're not done just yet," he said hooking his arm around her waist. His other hand reached up and fondled her shaking breasts. She felt his semi-hard cock digging into her butt cheek as he held her in his lap.
"You said it would be done after the blowjob!" she exclaimed trying to fight him off. Her wiggling body fighting him only turned him on more. He reached up with both hands and grabbed both of her big tits.
"Not after I repay the favor," he said removing her from his lap and pushing her down until she was on her back on the couch, her tits shaking back and forth as he did. Mike immediately pinned her down.
"You have no choice," he said. "If you fight me, I won't turn myself in, and that blowjob you gave me would be worthless to you. If you just relax, it will go by fast and painless, and you might actually enjoy it."
"I would never enjoy this in a million years!" she said but ended up relaxing like he suggested. He moved in between her legs and looked at the married pussy ripe for his taking. The blonde bush that covered her succulent cunt matched her long blonde hair currently sprawled on the couch cushions.
He put both of his arms under her calves and pulled her legs up over his shoulders as he turned and kneeled down. Once he got into a comfortable position between her thighs, he moved his face towards her snatch and took a big whiff. Becca put her hands over her eyes and whimpered, trying to fight back tears.
"Just relax, Mrs. Palmer," he said enjoying the scent, and then he placed a sloppy kiss on her warm pussy lips.
"Uggghhh," she moaned as the sensation shook her body. She has always loved oral sex from her husband, and she tried to imagine it was him between her legs, not her son's friend. He began French-kissing her vagina.
"Ooohhmmmm," she whimpered rolling her head side to side as he tongued her pussy. Mike noticed she immediately was becoming lubricated from the sensations, and he noticed a different tension in her legs.
Mike had been so close to cumming before he had his cock in the wife's mouth that it was no surprise he didn't last long. Just as Becca was getting into a deep rhythm, taking as much into her mouth as she could, he grabbed the back of her head and let his cock explode in her mouth, forcing her to swallow.
"Ahhhggggghhhh," he groaned as the explosion began. Becca opened her eyes as she felt cum shoot into the back of her throat. She had never swallowed before in her life until now.
"OOOhhhhh... God... shit..." the young man moaned as he emptied his balls into the hot mom's mouth. Squirt after squirt fired into her throat as she swallowed for dear life. The sensation was the greatest thing he had ever experienced.
"Oh yeah, take all that shit," he moaned. The cock explosion was almost over when Becca finally gagged. He let go of her head and allowed her to remove his prick from her mouth. She gagged again and coughed, looking down at the floor. The last of his semen squirted onto her face until he was all out.
"Aaaaahhhh... that was fucking amazing," he said, reaching down to pick up her panties so that he could wipe his cock off. Becca sat back on the couch and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She then grabbed the panties from him and wiped her messy face.
"You tell anybody about this and I will kill you if my husband hasn't already!" she snapped at him.
"I told you, this is our secret," he said taking a seat next to her, both still naked. She was relieved to hear him say that he would keep it under wraps, considering how much of a monster he was.
Becca started to get up until Mike pulled her naked body into his lap.
"Let me go!" she whimpered, trying to get up.
"You're not done just yet," he said hooking his arm around her waist. His other hand reached up and fondled her shaking breasts. She felt his semi-hard cock digging into her butt cheek as he held her in his lap.
"You said it would be done after the blowjob!" she exclaimed trying to fight him off. Her wiggling body fighting him only turned him on more. He reached up with both hands and grabbed both of her big tits.
"Not after I repay the favor," he said removing her from his lap and pushing her down until she was on her back on the couch, her tits shaking back and forth as he did. Mike immediately pinned her down.
"You have no choice," he said. "If you fight me, I won't turn myself in, and that blowjob you gave me would be worthless to you. If you just relax, it will go by fast and painless, and you might actually enjoy it."
"I would never enjoy this in a million years!" she said but ended up relaxing like he suggested. He moved in between her legs and looked at the married pussy ripe for his taking. The blonde bush that covered her succulent cunt matched her long blonde hair currently sprawled on the couch cushions.
He put both of his arms under her calves and pulled her legs up over his shoulders as he turned and kneeled down. Once he got into a comfortable position between her thighs, he moved his face towards her snatch and took a big whiff. Becca put her hands over her eyes and whimpered, trying to fight back tears.
"Just relax, Mrs. Palmer," he said enjoying the scent, and then he placed a sloppy kiss on her warm pussy lips.
"Uggghhh," she moaned as the sensation shook her body. She has always loved oral sex from her husband, and she tried to imagine it was him between her legs, not her son's friend. He began French-kissing her vagina.
"Ooohhmmmm," she whimpered rolling her head side to side as he tongued her pussy. Mike noticed she immediately was becoming lubricated from the sensations, and he noticed a different tension in her legs.
It didn't take long for Mike to get hard again. He couldn't believe he was eating the pussy of his buddy's hot mother. The excitement fueled an effort he had never experienced as his tongue fucked her sex pot. He swirled his tongue, licked up and down, and sucked on her clit methodically.
Becca continued to moan and whimper, and her hips started to involuntarily wiggle. She removed her hands from her face and grabbed the fabric on the couch. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide.
"Ooooohhhhh, mmmmmm, ohhhhhh, aaahhhhh," she moaned. At this point Mike had moved his fingers to join his mouth's assault on the treasure many of men only dreamed about. His tongue was moving at a remarkable pace, covering the bottom of her cunt, the depths of her vagina, all the way up to her clitoris. She was now becoming soaking wet and her legs began to shake.
"Ooohhhh! Ohhhh myyy! Ohhhhh," she moaned uncontrollably. She couldn't believe her body and mind had instantly betrayed her. Any disturbing thought that crossed her mind she pushed to the side and told herself to relax and enjoy what was happening because she had no choice. This was for her son's future, and she would do anything for her kids.
"Aaahhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh," she continued, really starting to get into the tongue-fucking. Mike loved how her legs were shaking on his shoulders. Her soft, smooth thighs squeezed his cheeks. He was enjoying the sensations so much that his cock was throbbing again.
Suddenly Mike pulled back. This startled Becca and she picked her head up to look down at him. She shocked herself by feeling disappointed he stopped. He took her sexy legs off his shoulders as he got up off his knees.
Before she realized what he was up to, Mike pushed her legs back towards her head and spread them. She started to ask what the hell he was doing when he thrust his throbbing prick into her wet pussy.
"OOOOHHHHH!!!" she moaned loudly as he filled her up.
"Fuck," he groaned as his cock slid up into her. Her vagina enveloped his cock. The sensation was unreal for him. He kept it in her for several seconds, and then he pulled out slowly. Again he slid his cock back into her. Slowly and methodically he fucked the hot wife while her arms flailed helplessly behind her head on the couch and her legs hovered up above her.
Mike held her ankles as he pumped her wet pussy faster. She moaned and squealed as he penetrated her womb as deep as he could. Becca didn't know what had come over her, but this monster was actually pleasuring her. Her husband was always gentle when making love, but she had to admit she liked it rough right now.
"Oohh... oohh... oohh... oohh... oohh... oohh... mmph... mmph... mmph," she moaned. He started to pump her faster and faster. The sound of his cock thrusting into her filled the room with slurping sounds. Her tits were now wobbling on her chest, while she moaned with uncontrollable lust.
Since Mike already came once, his stamina was much stronger this time around. He looked down at her face and noticed her looking down at his cock pumping her pussy. She was moaning and appeared to be enjoying herself. He couldn't believe his luck.
The mother of three was closed to having an orgasm, but the way Mike was pushing on her ankles was making the experience more uncomfortable.
"Mike, wait!" she yelped pushing her legs away from him. In a daze, he stopped thrusting and let go of her ankles, unsure of what she wanted. His cock slipped out of her pussy.
"Mike, you're hurting my legs," she whimpered. "Let's go to your bed."
She got up and wiped the beads of sweat off her forehead. He watched his friend's mom's mature ass cheeks jiggle as she climbed on to his bed. His cock was throbbing as he watched her sexy body, and he grinned knowing he had her under complete control.
"Take me from behind," she moaned, getting on all fours, sticking her ass out towards him on the side of the bed. She could feel the orgasm about to erupt inside of her, and she knew sex doggie-style always made her cum the quickest and the hardest. He swiftly moved over and grabbed on to her hips, standing on the floor against the edge of the bed.
She turned her head and looked at him impatiently as if to tell him to hurry up. Mike was taking his dear time inspecting her succulent ass pointed at him. He moved his hands from her hips and rubbed her ass cheeks, kneading them as if they were dough. He pulled her cheeks apart so he could look at her puckered little anus.
He started rubbing his cock on her ass cheeks.
"Ohhh Mike, just fuck me!" she moaned moving her hand back behind her to grab his cock. She pulled his cock towards her opening and lined it up. Mike was on cloud-nine as he heard the MILF begging him to fuck her. Her juices were already running down her thighs.
He smacked her ass, causing her to gasp and look back at him disgustedly. Watching her ass cheek ripple was almost enough to make him cum on the spot. He smacked her again.
"Owwe," she whined.
Mike then grabbed her hips and plunged his cock into her slippery pussy.
"Ohhhhh!" she moaned, quickly forgetting the pain from the spanking. Mike was slow and methodical when he fucked the blonde on his couch, but this time he was going to fuck her with force and try to bring out the wild in her. He now humped her with a much faster pace, and to his surprise she loved it rough.
"Ugghh, Ugghh, Ugghh, Ugghh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh," she moaned as he slid his cock at a fast, steady pace inside of her. He was pulling her hips back with each thrust, and his balls were slapping her.
"Aaahhh shit, oh yeah," Mike groaned as he pumped away. "You've got a nice pussy Mrs. Palmer."
She ignored his comment and continued to moan. She was now rocking her hips back into him, without the help of his hands. The hot wife was getting close to an orgasm.
"Such a good mom you are..." Mike continued, loud enough so that she could hear through her moans. "Fucking your son's friend to help your family out."
She tried to ignore his demeaning comments, instead focusing on her pending orgasm.
"That's right, tell me what a good mom you are," he said smiling and continuing to pound her pussy from behind. Her tits were shaking back and forth as she pushed her hips back to meet his thrusts. Again, she ignored his comments.
"C'mon Mrs. Palmer, tell me you're a good mother," he said smacking her ass while continuing to pump her with cock.
"Ohh, oohhh, ohhh, yes, I'm, I'm, a good, mother, uggh, uggh."
*smack*
"Do you like sucking your son's friend's cock in order to be a good mother?"
*smack*
"uuuhhh, uhhhh, ooohhh, yes, yes, uunggh"
"Do you love fucking your son's friend in order to be a good mother?"
"ohhhh, ooooohh, uuuunghhh, uuuunghh," she continued to moan on the brink of an orgasm as he pounded into her at a furious pace and smacked her ass.
*smack*
"I didn't hear you," he said with a grin.
*smack*
"oohhh, yess, uuugghhh, yes you bastard, ugggh, ooohhh!"
"Yes what?" he continued, spanking her once again.
"Yes! I love fucking you! Uggh, oohhh, oohh, you piece of shit, fuck me! Fuck me harder!" she screamed, now completely overwhelmed by lust. She reached back and grabbed his hand, pulling it around her hip and guiding his fingers to her clit.
"That's right, tell me you love it," he said fingering her clit while his cock plunged right below it. His other hand reached up and took hold of one of her wobbling big tits.
"OOHHH! OOHHH! UGGGHH! YESS! FUCK ME! OH GOD FORGIVE ME! I LOVE IT! AAAGGHH! OOOOHHHH!"
Becca finally had the orgasm she was working towards. Her body shook as if she was having a seizure and she bellowed so loud that neighbors could probably hear her. Mike continued to pound her pussy with his cock and massage her clit with his fingers.
"OOOOHHHH!!! OOOOOHHHH!!! OOOOHHHHH!!!"
Her juices exploded around his cock and her hips were rocking wildly. The sensations were just too much for him and he had no choice but to cum with her.
"UUnnghh, shit!" he groaned as he shot his load into her married pussy. Both continued to fuck like animals as they came together. He was grunting as his cock kept firing gobs of cum into her. Her groin muscles clamped around his prick as she felt the tingling sensation of his semen shooting into her womb.
"OOOOOHHHH!!! YEEESSS!!! OHHHH YESSSS!!! OHHHHH YESSSS!!! OHHH YESSS!!!!" she screamed, as if she were possessed. Her pussy stopped convulsing just as he was done shooting another huge load into her. He had taken his hand off her clit and collapsed on her back as he fired whatever he had left in his tank. He held on to both of her tits now and moved his mouth down to her neck where he kissed and licked.
"OOhhhh, mmmmmppphh, mmmmppphhh," she moaned as her orgasm subdued. Her body couldn't hold up and she fell over on her side, bringing him down to the bed with her. His cock remained in her pussy. He was able to shot his last gob of semen into her before they both could take no more physical exertion.
"Holy shit that was amazing," Mike said out of breath as he lay behind her on the bed. His hands were still around her gripping her big tits while his cock deflated inside her vagina.
"Mmm hmm," she moaned in agreement. She was repulsed what the boy made her do, but she couldn't deny the mind-blowing orgasm she just experienced. She hadn't experienced a thrill like that in years.
They lay motionless on the bed for several minutes as they caught their breath. His cock was still in her pussy and he still toyed with her tits while kissing her neck. He simply couldn't believe how lucky he was to have just fucked the hottest MILF he's ever seen.
Becca drove Mike all the way back to the jail she had just picked her son up from. As promised, he confessed to the marijuana possession and the charges were dropped against her son. Becca was so relieved about the dropped charges that she went ahead and bailed Mike out, even though she wanted the asshole to spend time in the cell. When she dropped him off at his house, he tried to coax her inside for sex, but she slapped him and said that if he ever said a word about what happened she would kill him.
She got home and immediately let her son know the news. Danny was so happy, but he was very puzzled that his mom was able to get Mike to confess. Not once did it occur to him that she had to spread her legs to make it happen.
Fortunately for Danny, the school never found out about the incident and his record remained impeccable. He was later accepted to an Ivy League school, just as he'd dreamed of. Becca and her husband were so proud of their oldest child.
Danny never asked how his mom was able to get Mike to turn himself in, but he still pondered it even to this day. Becca never brought up the incident again. It was as if it never happened as far as she was concerned.
As for Mike and Ben, their friendship with Danny had ended that night, but the memories of his mom will last forever.
Good one..
ReplyDeletePerfect, why you publish only one or two post in three months. Can we expect more?
ReplyDeleteThere are a lot of reasons for this. Mainly, I don't have as much time as I used to. Secondly, it takes time to match videos to stories and then create relative gifs. Lastly, I don't find too many stories on the web to inspire me and work on them.
DeleteFor sure there will be more, so check back from time to time for updates.
Great read!
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