POOL HALL HUSSY

 

POOL HALL HUSSY

My Mom had a reputation as a flirt among my friends. Which is the same as saying, my friends 

adored my Mom. She was busty, beautiful, flirty, and fun. 

And yeah, I do mean flirty. With her outfits, with her words, with her winks and blown kisses; but 

most of all with the fact that she used teasing as a weapon. Mom won anytime she joined us for 

any game. It didn't matter if it was cards, a board game or a video game either. Now, I’m not 

saying that she always should have won, just that she always did win. 

See, her flirting kind of got more bold as we got older. Under 18 and it was just winks, a low cut 

shirt, and “you’re so handsome”. But, over 18, and the cut of that shirt got a LOT lower. Winks 

got teamed up with suggestive phrases and filthy hand gestures, and “you’re so handsome” 

became, “wanna see me suck on this banana?”. The point was, it ramped up fast. So, we all 

kind of figured out quick that when Mom was losing a game, she would get more and more flirty 

in order to distract us. At first, it always worked. But one day, she beat a buddy at a game he 

was awesome at, and we knew, we KNEW, he had to have lost on purpose. But when we 

confronted him about it, he said just, the wisest thing. He said that she flirted with us when we 

played because it helped her win, but if that didn’t work, she might stop doing it… 

It gave us a lot to think about it, but, I assure you, after that, if my Mom pulled out all the stops, 

then she could lose at nothing. Which, she really liked, and, frankly, so did we. 

Now, we knew my Mom was flirty, and kind of wild and fun, but, we had no fucking idea HOW 

wild until I was about 19. One day, one of us realized that the pool hall we used to get turned 

away from because you had to be 18 or older, was now an option. We had, naturally, just found 

other places to go, so it hadn’t even occurred to us. But when one of my buddies heard my Mom 

say that she always went there, we just had to look into it, and, holy shit. It turned out, it was 

part pool hall and part sex club. Like, literally. There was a pool hall on the first floor, an arcade 

on the second, and a sex dungeon in the basement! It was all the same business! It was a $50 

per person, per visit charge for guests, and memberships gave significant discounts, but were a 

fuck ton of money.  

But, as we were sitting around debating whether or not it would even be worth it, one of my 

buddies jaw dropped, and he gasped and just started staring off into space. We asked him, 

“what”, and after a second he said the most obvious thing, that totally changed my whole 

fucking world. He just said, “Dude… it’s a three story sex club, and your Mom goes there”, then 

he threw up air quotes before finishing, “all the time!” And… fuck. Yeah, he kind of had a point. 

The guys and I kind of ambushed my Mom one evening when she came down to join us playing 

this one racing game she liked, and we just, asked her every single question we could think of 

about the club and what it was, and what it all meant, and… She told us. She told us, and, holy 

fucking shit. From the way she talked about it, my Mom, who had always been like, kinda flirty 

but still my sweet and loving Mom was like, a slut. Like, a serious, sex crazed, dick loving, 

endlessly thirsty slut. She apparently went to the club almost every single week, and never left 

before engaging in at least three deeply sexual acts so intense and kinky that we, a group of 

horny male teenagers, had literally not even imagined that they were things until she told us 

about them. 

Then, my next door neighbor, and friend since I was like, 4, asked my Mom what I HATE to 

admit we were all dying to know. He asked her when she was going next. I mean, fuck, he even 

called her Mom when he asked, because he had known my family so long that I called his Mom 

“mom” and he did the same with mine; but here he was asking her if she was going to a local 

sex club this weekend. And, fuck, she said yes. So, I’ll give you three guesses where all my 

friends were planning on going that Saturday, and, if they were going, then you can bet your ass 

that I was too! 

Honestly? It was pretty normal at first. They opened at around 8pm, and sexy people in blatantly 

sexual clothes were everywhere; but they were shooting pool, and playing video games. There 

was this, feeling, this tension in the air. I mean, we were in a building populated entirely by kinky 

horny people looking to cum with, in, and on eachother; so, yeah, there was definitely a “mood”. 

But, the first couple of hours we were there, we literally just drank overpriced soda’s, ate 

overpriced pizza, and played totally normal games as we hung out with my Mom and she 

introduced us to various people who came up to her and informed them we were, “My Son and 

some of his little friends from school”. It was less than flattering, but at the same time, Mom 

seemed to know everyone and she was introducing us to busty goddesses, long legged sluts, 

and super naughty wives every few minutes for two hours, so, we didn’t complain. 

After a while though, one of my buddies commented that, honestly, stuff seemed pretty tame. In 

reply, my Mom laughed and said, “That is for two reasons. First, none of you have gone 

downstairs, and second, none of you have played against me, yet.” 

It was a strange realization, but once she pointed it out, it seemed like a no brainer. Because, of 

course! Mom flirted to win, but we were all playing against each other. My Mom had introduced 

us to two dozen women who came there specifically to get laid, and we were playing with and 

against our buddies from highschool. We hadn’t invited a single other person to play against us! 

My oldest and best friend won the, “who can blurt it out fast enough” contest as we already 

simultaneously realized what idiots we’d been, and he challenged my Mom to a game of pool. 

It started off kind of normal. They wracked ‘em up, Mom broke, and the game started. But right 

away, Mom started leaning over the pocket he was trying to shoot at and letting her shirt drop 

provocative low as he struggled to pay attention. When he made the shot anyways, she 

complained out loud that it felt hot that night, and, with some kind of sorcery, she put her hands 

in her shirt, wiggled around for a few second, and a moment later her hands came out holding 

the bra that she’d been wearing. 

“That’s better,” she purred. Then she dropped her bra over by her purse and kept playing like 

nothing had happened. That was not the end of it. 

Mom pretended to stroke off the pool queue at one point, at another she commented on having 

been bent over and fucked at one of the arcade games upstairs by another of my friends' 

Father! On top of that, she was still leaning over whatever pocket my buddy was shooting for, 

but now… Man, now we could see a whole hell of a lot more! I was pretty sure I hadn’t seen my 

Mother’s naked nipples since I was a baby, but now me and a half dozen of my friends were all 

getting pretty frequent glimpses of them! 

Then, when he went to make a particularly easy shot towards the end of the game, Mom walked 

up behind him, reached between his legs, grabbed the outline of his cock, and started stroking. 

“Don’t mind me” she purred as she made him double over in pleasure and moan into the felt of 

the table. He eventually replied, “That has got to be cheating”, but Mom shot back by saying that 

it could be if he wanted it to. Or, it could by anything goes… Then she let go of his cock and 

walked away with a sexy little sway, teasing, “Your choice kid.” 

So yeah, believe it or not, he decided that “anything goes” were the rules he preferred. And 

Mom was merciless. He went from dominating to losing badly fast. Then, as my Mom was about 

to make her final shot and take the victory, he mumbled something that made her smile the most 

wicked smile I’d ever seen. She stopped lining up her shot, her face shining with equal parts 

mischief, pride, and approval. Then she prompted him, “ask me that again, but louder, so 

everyone can hear what a clever boy you are.” 

They had our full attention, and after a brief blush, he repeated, “So it’s anything goes. And you 

can do anything to me, then I can do anything to you too, right?” And… you have never seen a 

group of teenagers blush so hard and fast as in that moment. But when we looked to her, she 

only had eyes for my friend as she traced her fingers up his chest, and in a sensual tone, she 

uttered a wicked promise. She said, “Ab-so-lute-ly ANYTHING kiddo… now you’re getting it.” 

Then she shot us all a suggestive wink, and once again bent over to line up her final shot. But 

before she could take the shot, the craziest fucking thing I’d ever seen happened. My friend 

grabbed my Mom\s skirt, and yanked it down to her knees, exposing her pussy to the entire 

building! But as we all gasped, shocked and unsure as to what was about to happen, Mom just 

glanced back over her shoulder at him, smiled, and then looked back to her shot. 

She was still fucking playing the game!

A second later, he reached up under her and grabbed her top, pulling down and back until two 

massive tits came spilling out. But again, Mom just shot him a grin, and went back to lining up 

her shot. A second after that, he started to undo his belt, and as his pants dropped to his ankles, 

I had a brief moment of panic. I was staring at my Mom, bent over, pussy showing, skirt pulled 

down to her knees. Her tits were free from her top, spilling out over the low cut opening, and my 

friend was now standing naked behind her as she called the pocket where she intended to place 

the 8 ball. I blurted out a semi-scared, semi-confused, “Mom!?”

But she just smiled at me. Then she shot me a wink, and… spread her legs. 

She didn’t take her shot though, because within seconds, a guy I’d known almost my whole life 

licked his hand, grabbed his erection with one hand, and with his other hand, he spread my 

Mother’s obviously wet pussy in front of practically every guy I knew. Then, while we watched, 

he whacked the head of his cock against her pussy lips… a second before he shoved the whole 

thing inside of her!

I was off to the side, and watching my Mother’s pussy spreading, and stretching, as a cock 

sawed in and out of her over and over again. It was so surreal! And we were all so quiet, so 

shocked and caught in the moment, that when Mom started moaning and cooing about how 

good it felt and how hard our friend was, we heard her with perfect clarity. 

Soon he was genuinely fucking her. His cock was slamming into her, and his balls were slapping 

into her pussy lips, as he grabbed my Mom’s hips and pounded her with everything he could 

muster. He didn’t last all that long. But it was still 5-6 solid minutes of watching my Mom moan 

and scream, and claw at the table while my friend was fucking her right in front of me, all my 

other friends, and like 20 strangers. 

When he got close, he warned her, but then we all heard her moan, even louder than before. 

Then she reassured him in that gentle, reassuring, “Mom voice” that I had known my whole life, 

when she said, “It’s okay sweetie, just do it inside me. Momma can take it.” 

Then he was screaming, and she was screaming, and they were both cumming as we all 

watched. 

I uh, I can’t even guess at how to describe how I felt in that moment. On the one hand, a close 

friend had just pounded my Mother, whom I loved, like a street whore in front of, not only a room 

full of strangers, but all my best friends! And, on the other hand, it was the hottest fucking thing 

I’d ever seen in my life! So, yeah, I was pretty fucking conflicted!

I don’t know what she saw on my face, but the lady who was serving drinks at the bar right 

behind us must have seen my expression and misread me. Because she leaned over the bar 

and got my attention before saying, “Don’t worry kid, you’ll get your turn. That this was (and she 

said missus and my last name, as if my Mom was both a school teacher, and a stranger to me), 

and she is famous around here.” She continued. Her tone was so low that I didn’t think anyone 

was else was hearing her. She seemed like she was trying to console me. Then she said, “So, 

trust me when I tell you that not only are you and all your friends going to get a turn, but if you 

ask her to... “ Then she gestured me to come closer, and looked both ways before saying in an 

even quieter tone, “...She’ll pretend to be your Mom.” At that, my surprise was genuine, but, 

again, I don’t think the nice bartender lady had enough information about what she was really 

seeing to correctly guess why. So she just kept talking. “... yeah. That’s kind of her thing. (Then 

she called her Misses, and my last name again before adding), is kind of our resident “Mommy”. 

You’d be amazed at how many guys like that.” Then she gave me a good look, and glanced at 

my buddies again, seeming to notice that we were all between 18 and 20 for the first time. Then 

she got this knowing grin, and with a wink, she added, “Or maybe you wouldn’t be. Point is, 

don’t you worry! If I know anything, it’s that every last one of you boys will get a turn with,” then 

she paused, and thinking she was being clever, she gave a little wink and said, “Your Mommy”, 

as she held up air quotes. 

Just then, a voice came from directly behind me and startled the shit out of me. It was my Mom. 

She pressed into me from behind, lovingly wrapped her arms around my waists in a totally 

normal hug from behind and, resting her chin on my shoulder, she said to the bartender, “Now 

Yenn… What I have ever done, that would make you think that I would force them to take 

turns?” 

Within 3 minutes, Mom was up on top of the pool table. She was on her hands and knees, with 

one friend in front of her and one behind her. They had each taken an end, on her guidance, 

and were bouncing my Mother back and forth between them as she moaned, and screamed, 

and told them what good boys they were being. Her big tits were shaking and rocking, she 

looked equal parts gorgeous and sleazy. And the night was just getting started. 

And the most fucked up part? Everyone one there apparently knew what a slut my Mom was, 

and that she totally had a kink for playing young guys Mom’s. So no one batted an eye when my 

friends started telling me how tight my Mom’s pussy was, or how amazing her mouth was. They 

all just figured that she was doing one of her role plays again when one of my friend’s 

apologized to me seconds before  telling me that she was too fucking skilled, and that he was 

cumming down my Mom’s throat. 

At one point, towards what I hoped was the end of the night, when the last two guys (besides 

me of course) were double teaming my Mom, a woman walked past us with a guy on either arm. 

As she passed, she laughed, and called my Mom’s name to get her attention. When she did, 

Mom “paused the fun” long enough to say hi to her friend. But, when the new lady quipped, 

“Making new friends are we?”, Mom replied with, just the most sinful grin... “Oh, these boys... we 

go way back actually.” Then she, once again, introduced me as her Son, and the guys as my 

friends from highschool. 

This time though, something very different happened. The woman, a busty blonde, told her two 

guy friends to go on without her. Then she walked up to me, and stood behind me, just like Mom 

had for her little hug. But, as Mom stared at us, her friend made a shoo-ing motion, and told her, 

“Don’t pay attention to me, pay attention to your Son’s friends, you little pool hall hussy! How are 

they going to know what a whore their friend’s Mom is, if you don’t SHOW them!”

But… now Mom was looking at me. Like, right at me! I was looking in my Mother’s eyes as she 

rode one cock and licked another! And, if that wasn’t intense enough. The new woman slipped 

her hands around my waists, and for a second, I thought it was weird that some strange lady 

was going to hug me. But as her hands slid their way around my waist, one of them dipped 

below my waistband.

 I gasped with pleasure as an hour of the most intense sexual feelings I’d ever experienced 

finally culminated in the gentle touch of a woman’s hand grasping my cock. 

In my ear, she whispered, “Don’t mind me sweetie, I just love this game. My friend there likes to

 be the Mom, outed as a wanton whore and made the center of attention. But I prefer a more

 subtle role”, she said. Her hand began to, ever so slowly, and every so gently, glide up and

 down the length of my cock as she continued to whisper in my ear. 

“You see, I like to play the understanding Auntie, or the sympathetic wife, or the turned on little 

girlfriend, who offers comfort to the poor….” and she dragged each word out and time it with a 

stroke of my cock, “shocked…” another stroke. “... and Rock Hard, young man, as he watches 

the show, and realizes the inevitable.” 

“You do know what happens next, don’t you sweetie”, she asked. I was uh, I was turned on so 

much I felt like my brain was going to overheat and just melt out of my ears. But after a minute 

of just trying to breathe and not notice that Mom was still looking at me as she stretched her 

cheek out from the inside with one of my friends' dicks, I managed to reply. “No...” Then, after a 

pause I added, “...Auntie”. In reply, she moaned approvingly, and thanked me for the title by 

slipping her hand lower and gently cupping my balls. 

“Well, my poor sweet nephew,” she began. Her voice was a lusty moan in my ear, and it was 

plain as day that she was getting off on all of this just, so hard. “Up until now, your Mother has 

been being gentle, and sweet, because she didn’t want you to see her like this. But, trust your 

Auntie when I tell you that I’ve seen this play out before, and, without a doubt, I can tell you 

what’s about to happen.”

She was still stroking, and cupping me, but going so slowly, and so gently, that it felt like she 

could hold me on the edge for orgasm forever. After she didn’t say anything for a while, I 

recognized my queue, and managed to ask, “What Auntie, what’s going to happen?”. 

And I could hear her pleased smile as she brought her lips right up to my ear, and in a low, 

sultry tone, she half-whispered her answer. “Now that all this, everybody gets a turn bullshit is 

almost out of the way, your Mom is about to show her true colors. First,” she said. “She’s going 

to go to the bar, and Yenn is going to hand her a bottle of baby oil. Then, she’s going to strut, 

like the star that she is, to the center of the room, and began to soak her body in it. And honey, 

you are going to LOVE the way she looks, when her whole body is oiled up glistening in the 

Light.”

Her breathing was actually getting a little ragged, as she blatantly turned herself on, right along 

with me. “Then, because your Mom is your Mom, and our favorite little poolhall slut, a crowd is 

going to gather; because they know what’s coming next… but you don’t yet, do you sweetie?” 

I managed to mutter something like “no Auntie”, but as I did, and her gentle, slow strokes had 

my eyes rolling up into my head. I noticed that my Mom had finally finished, and, just as my 

Aunt had predicted, she was going over to the bar to ask for something. 

“The truth is, my poor, innocent little nephew, is that lots of wifes experiment with 2 guys at the 

same time; and that doesn’t make them a whore. No… But, 3 or four guys… at the same time? 

Well, only the most cum hungry, slutty, and depraved women ever take on four guys at once. 

And you uh, you didn’t bring four friends with you today… Did you?” She asked. But she wasn’t 

really asking, and she gasped and gave an “oh my”, as she counted my six friends, one by one. 

“Six!” she gasped, as if both impressed and shocked. “Six teenagers no less. All that strength 

and stamina... “ Her words were bringing a whole new level of heat to what was already the 

hottest and most depraved night of my life. 

Mom was standing in the middle of the room now, and a crowd was gathering as she began to 

drench herself in baby oil. She kept shooting smiles my way, and moving her gaze from my 

eyes, to the hand that was dancing ever so gently inside the confines of my boxers. 

“You get it now, right?” My “aunt” whispered in my ear. “What your Mother is about to put you 

through. What my poor sweet nephew is about to have to watch?” And I wanted to say no, but I 

was already nodding yes. 

She stopped stroking then, and just grasped me, and held me, like she could sense how 

overwhelmed I was getting by it all. But she wasn’t about to stop narrating what was happening, 

any more than Mom was about to stop doing exactly what this woman someone knew she 

would do. And so she held me still in her hand, and she whispered into my ear the words that I’d 

been both dreading, and desperately anticipating. 

“They’re going to GANGBANG your Mommy”, she purred; and a moment later, her slow, gentle 

strokes started up again, as did her predictions. “You and I are going to watch your school 

friends gang up on your Mom, and make her air tight! And you know what, it’s still not going to 

be enough for her” she said, with mock sympathy in her voice. “So she’s going to waive another 

one over, and she’s going to slide his cock up in between those big, beautiful, oiled up tits of 

hers, and she’s going to give him the time of his life…”

“And you know what? It still won’t be enough for her. So she’s going to wave another one over, 

and she going to try to stroke him off while 5 other guys are all forcing their cocks in, and up, 

and on her. Then she’s going to start having them trade places. Cocks from every angle with be 

plunging in and out of her mouth. She’ll have both hands going, and they’ll be crowding her, and 

competing for who gets to fuck your Mom’s big tits.”

“Then, even though she already took care of them, one of them is going to yell out that he is 

close, and when he does, you just watch, it will be like falling dominoes. Because, my poor, 

sweet nephew; your Mom is going to tell them to just do it, just cum on her… And when those 

so-called-friends of yours realize that hot, slutty, gorgeous whore they’ve all been jamming their 

cocks into, is about to show them what she looks like with a load, or 6, of cum plastered all over 

her face and tits… Well, you just trust me sweetie, they’ll all be screaming that they are about to 

blow to in no time!” 

“And when they are done,” she promised. “And your Mom looks over here, and you see her 

oiled up, panting, moaning, and dripping with more cum than you ever knew even existed, she 

is going to say something like, ‘honey, whatever you do, try not to picture Mommy like this when 

we are at home and I’m making you dinner, okay?”

“Which,” she said, as if lamenting something. “Would be a very sweet, and Motherly request, 

that you should absolutely try to honor, except that…”

Then she looked away, and stopped stroking me for a second or two. It didn’t take long before I 

couldn’t fucking bare the suspense, and I practicly begged my “aunty” to continue. Then, with 

faked reluctance, she said, “...except that, right at that moment, if I’m right, my husband will say 

something like, ‘you’re not done yet’...” 

“Because of course, like me, he loves this little game that your Mother plays. So, naturally, for 

your sake, for her Son’s sake, she’ll point you out, and ask him to please be gentle, because 

this is your first time here.” 

Her voice trailed off for a second then, and when she started speaking again, for the first time, 

her pace on my cock increased. Her stroking began to slowly increase in pace, as my Mom 

guided one of my friends into her ass, and prepared to be made air tight in front of the gathered 

crowd. 

“But of course, my husband… your uncle, I guess… doesn’t like this game, because he’s not 

about to honor her request to be gentle… and she knows it. So that’s when this little crowd of 

horny adults you see, gathered up for the show, are going to show you kids what a gangbang 

REALLY looks like! And, my poor sweet nephew, that isn’t even the bes… uh, worst part. Think 

you can handle hearing the worst part?” She asked, her pace increasing a little more. 

I was nodding, and desperately trying to notice that, not 15 feet away, Mom was being triple 

penetrated, and yet still gesturing for another one of my friends to come closer. 

“The worst part,” she continued, feigning sympathy again. “Is that my husband, and they guys 

watching the show right now, all love this little game. But their favorite thing to do, the thing they 

always look forward to, is making your Mom feel like the dirtiest, sluttliest little whore that ever 

lived. So they are NOT going to be gentle. In fact, they are going to fuck her mercilessly. They 

are going to bend her over, right in front of us, and they are going to grab a handful of that long 

beautiful hair of hers, and make damn sure that she is looking you in the eyes as they force her 

to moan and scream in pleasure.”

“But don’t you worry sweet boy”, she cooed. “I know you can’t last under all that. So Auntie will 

make you cum with her hand. Then I’ll make you cum with my mouth, and if you still need it, I’ll 

make you cum again and again… just like your Mother. But, I have to warn you, it isn’t going to 

be easy.”

“Because to make your Mom feel like a whore, they need to point out to her that she is acting 

like a whore… well… in front of YOU dear. So they aren’t just going to facefuck her, they are 

going to put her on her knees right in front of you, and THEN facefuck her. They won’t just make 

her beg for more, they will make her look at you, and describe to you what those cocks are 

doing to your Mother’s body. Make her tell you how they feel, and how badly she wants more. 

They won’t cum on her, until she pleads for them to do it, and then they will still make her look to 

you again, and confess, in front of everyone, that she wants you to see what a whore your 

Mommy is all covered in their cum.”

Her pace was as intense as her words now, and I felt like I’d been about to cum for at least a full 

minute. But it just kept going. 

“Yes dear nephew. We love this game here, and we love the way your Mom plays it. But now I’m 

going to tell you something that I’ve never told anyone. I’m going to tell you how the game ends, 

as a reward for lasting so long, when you are obviously as turned on by this as I am. Would you 

like to know how the night will end?”

Honestly, I couldn’t even stop my eyes from flutterly. I couldn’t speak, I could barely breathe 

through all the heat and pleasure, and insane intensity hammering at the end of every nerve in 

my body. But, mercifully, this one time, she didn’t insist that I answer, or call her auntie. She just 

told me…

“When we’ve had our fun, and properly show you that your Mother is our personal fucktoy, and 

favorite plaything, we have a special little ending that we do. We clean her up. Then, we oil  you 

up, same as we did her, and we lay you out on the floor. Then we bring your Mom over to you, 

and have her get on her hands and knees, so that her breasts are  hanging over your oiled up 

cock… Then, knowing full well that she’ll be much too tired by then to keep herself upright, we 

will line your little friends up again, and have them run a train on her!” 

“They are going to give her one last pounding, one after another, and while they do, you will be 

looking down at her, as they fuck her, one by one. And, while that’s happening, your Mom’s big 

tits, which we all love so much, will be mashed into you, and they will be stroking you off, exactly 

as hard and fast as your friends can manage to fuck her. “

“Isn’t that just the best!” She asked, out of character, but clearly delighted with herself. “No 

matter how you felt about what was happening before that moment, it puts you in a very specific 

position, now doesn’t it?” She was practically squeeing with delight, as she stepped around the 

front of me, pulled my pants down, and began jerking me off in earnest. 

“There you will be, looking your Mother right in her face, moans, and squirms, and accidentally 

tit fucks you. And the only way for you get stroked any harder or faster, is for you to ask your 

one of your friends to please pound your Mother’s tight little cunt harder! While you look right at 

her! Can you imagine? I mean, you won’t need to… but then, one way or another, the only way 

the night ends is with your Mom moaning as your friends fuck her, and you blast a hot load of 

young cum all over her face!”

“Oh!” She cried with delight. “Your Mother has been an absolute treasure, a real gift to our little 

fetish club! Now… do me a favor real quick… and look at her.”

Then, several things happened all at once. I looked up just in time to see my best friend 

squeezing my Mom’s tits together as he desperately fucked them and screamed that he was 

about to cum. I felt my cock disappear into my Auntie mouth as she stopped all the edging stuff, 

and sucked me straight into orgasm, and as I started to cum, all of my friends started yelling that 

the were cumming to, and My Mom and I looked at one another from across the room as she 

mouthed “sorry sweetie” and took load after load of cum on her tits and face, as the same time 

as I was shooting load after load of cum down some strange MILF’s throat…

…

In case you couldn't guess at just how honest the woman, my aunt, who, turns out, owned the 

club… Anyway! In case you couldn’t guess how honest or accurate her predictions were by 

now; allow me to assure you of their truth. Because, hours later. In fact, it was nearly dawn, but, 

hours and hours later; I felt my real Mother’s tits enveloping my cock as I looked her in the eyes, 

and practically ordered my friend to fuck her harder because I was about to cum… 

No lie, nothing before that moment, matched it’s intensity. 

After, for a while, real life didn’t feel real. Like, Mom drove us all home. She dropped “the boys” 

off in her minivan, and waved to their parents. Then we went home, Mom made us “breakfast”, 

and we went to bed. A week passed, and... it was almost like we’d dreamed the whole thing. But 

then, the following weekend, Mom said she needed to give me something, and when I asked 

what, she told me it was a “destination thing”, and so we got in the car and drove for a bit. 

We drove to my old summer camp, which was currently closed, so there was no one around, 

maybe even for miles, but Mom just, got out of the car, and started walking. We walked for like, 

15 minutes. All the way to the councilors club house, where there was this little alleyway 

between that building and the one after it that looked like a place that you either shot a 

spider-man scene, or got mugged.  

There, Mom said, “this is good”, and finally stopped leading me by the hand, so she could turn 

and talk to me. Then she looked at me, bit her lip, and said, “I’m going to tell you something 

now, that I once said to your father, almost word for word.” I nodded, and said okay. “What you 

saw the other night, is part of who I am. I am never going to be ONLY yours. But… I AM yours, 

and you are always going to be more special to me, than anyone else could ever hope to be…” 

She seemed to be watching, as if she looking for some sign, trying to make sure that I 

understood. Then, reassured by something she saw, she continued.

“That said… I know that, last week, you had to watch a whole bunch of people use me like I was 

their whore… But, you were kind of stuck as an outsider for a lot of that, so, I kind of wanted to 

make that right… if you want?” She was stating something, but she made it sound like a 

question. So I was left giving a curious, “Mom?” And when I did, she smiled a smile that could 

light up a room. Then she walked to the other wall, bent forward, put one hand on the cold brick, 

and, with her other hand, she lifted up her skirt to reveal that the panties she was wearing were 

some kind of lingerie, with an “easy access opening” over her pussy mound. 

I gulped. But Mom just gave me a sexy little wink and asked, “How about it slugger? Wanna 

make Mommy your own personal ally whore for a bit?” She raised one eyebrow questioningly, 

but when I began to undo my pants a moment later, she smiled like she always knew how this 

was going to end. Then, as she looked back to the wall, braced, and spread her legs for me, 

and only me. As the tip of my cock began to press into her, and her pussy started to open up 

around me, she moaned and whimpered. Mom felt like heaven, and then I finally pushed all the 

way into her and we had a moment of our bodies adjusting as we both squirmed and moaned 

and shuddered. Then, balls deep in my Mother’s pussy, she glanced back over her shoulder at 

me, smiled brightly, and purred, “There’s my good boy”.

 

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