My Son’s Friends Spitroasted Me

“Where are the boys?” I asked my friends, Anna and Karen.

“They should be in the basement,” Karen said, sipping her tea.

I’d known Anna and Karen since high school. We grew up together. When we had our kids, we drifted apart. But we still try to get together now and then.

“I can’t believe they’re done with high school already,” Anna remarked.

“Lucy, look how thin you were back in high school!” Karen giggled, paging through our yearbook.

“Well, I like my mom curves,” I retorted.

Karen and Anna exchanged glances.

“I’ll get more tea,” I said, getting up and walking to the kitchen.

“John clearly didn’t,” Karen whispered, thinking I was out of earshot.

“I mean, cover your boobs, nobody wants to see mom cleavage!” Anna whispered back.

Not much had changed. They were still first-class cunts. John was my high school sweetheart. We were married for 20 years before he decided to run off with the waitress at a local restaurant. A ridiculous cliché.

I was in my forties, and I still felt incredibly sexy. My tits were still quite big, and my hips gave me a sexy hourglass shape. I wasn’t the reed I was back in high school, and I was more than happy with that. And it’s that confidence that allowed me to wear my shorter-than-usual dresses. Just because I was a mom, didn’t mean I was required to become a prude!

“Jack, are you down here?” I called, walking down the stairs into the basement.

“Hey, Mrs Jones, Jack popped out for some beer,” James said.

“He should be back soon,” Eric added.

James was Karen’s son, and Eric was Anna’s.

“Looking good, Mrs Jones,” James said, chuckling a little.

They’d clearly had a few beers in them already.

“Why, thank you, James,” I responded.

Only then did I realise they could see up my dress from the angle I was in on the stairs.

“We always thought you were the hottest mom out of all the high school moms,” Eric added.

“You boys are too kind,” I said, feeling my face turning red. “How about a little naughty treat?”

I unbuttoned the front of my dress and pulled it open. James and Eric stared in awe as I pulled my lacy bra down, allowing my tits to spill out.

“Holy fucking shit,” James said.

I noticed the massive bulge in Eric’s shorts.

“Why don’t you show me what you have hidden in there,” I said, staring at his groin.

He pulled his shorts down, allowing his massive teenage cock to bounce out. Eric was rock-hard, veins bulging around his long, girthy shaft.

“Do you want to put that in here?” I pouted, sucking my middle finger.

“Or maybe in here,” I said, lifting my dress and running my fingers over the front of my panties.

I stepped down the rest of the stairs, my breasts bouncing softly while I walked to where they were standing.

“So?” I said.

“Shit, I don’t have any protection here,” Eric whispered to James.

“You don’t need any, you can cum inside me,” I added.

I went down onto my knees in front of Eric, grabbed his massive shaft, and looked him in the eyes as I swallowed his cock.

“Fuck,” he whispered, placing his hand on my head.

I sucked him off vigorously, feeling saliva and pre-cum running down my chin. The basement was filled with the wet squelching sounds of a hungry, messy blowjob.

I reached out and jerked James’ shorts down while Eric’s cock was still halfway down my throat. I wrapped my fingers around his erection and jerked him off. I pulled my mouth off Eric’s cock with a loud plop.

“How about you boys spitroast this horny mom?” I panted.

I stood up as Eric grabbed me and spun me around. I could feel his cock pressing against my ass as he grabbed my tits and tugged at my hard nipples.

“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” Eric said breathing heavily.

He bent me over forward as I spread my feet. I grabbed James by the balls and pulled his twitching cock straight into my mouth. He groaned loudly as I sucked him off.

“Holy fucking shit,” Eric whispered as he pulled my dress up and jerked my panties to the side.

“Ah!” I exclaimed as Eric squeezed his monstrous virile cock into my dripping cunt.

“You feel so fucking big inside me,” I mumbled.

Eric grabbed both my hands and pulled them behind my back as he started fucking me hard and deep. I yelped and moaned, feeling his balls slam into me each time he thrust his rock-hard shaft into me.

At the same time, James grabbed hold of my hair, forcing his cock as far down my throat as he could.

I bounced between their cocks as they spitroasted me like the horny mom-slut I was. Drilled and fucked by my son’s teenage friends while my tits swung back and forth violently.

“Argh,” I stuttered, gagged by James’ cock.

The next moment my body started trembling and shaking uncontrollably. I could feel my pussy contracting hard around Eric’s cock as an intense orgasm surged through my mature body.

“Umf,” James grunted as he unloaded down my throat.

I guzzled his entire load while his cock spasmed in my mouth.

Eric tightened his grip on my hands before slamming his pelvis into my ass hard, sending a jet of hot cum straight into my fertile womb. Eric ploughed my ravaged pussy repeatedly, filling me so much it started oozing out.

A moment later they pulled their dripping cocks out.

I smiled as I pulled my panties back up and fixed my bra and dress.

“Don’t tell Jack,” I said, winking.

Both guys panted heavily, their soaked cocks turning flaccid.

“We… we won’t,” Eric stuttered.

I headed back upstairs, feeling their stares on me.

“You took long enough; did you have to fix your face?” Anna smirked.

I smiled back.

“I got held up,” I said.

I sat down, feeling Eric’s cum still gurgling in my pussy.

Guess who had the last laugh.