25 comments/ 283832 views/ 44 favorites Mom Lights Up By: orchidspray The following story is true, I've changed the names in order to protect my privacy, but the rest of the story is as close the exactly what happened as I can remember. If you are offended by pornography, erotic literature, or incestuous relationships, please stop reading now, if not, enjoy the story, and let me know what you thought, especially if you've ever experienced anything similar. You can contact me at the link above. * * * * * It all started innocently enough, just an honest open discussion between my son Mark, and myself concerning drugs. I honestly confessed that in my younger days I used to smoke a lot of weed. I just simply said, "Mark, I'm not going to lie about it. I used to smoke quite a bit of weed with your father when we were teenagers. Then when I got pregnant with you, I simply stopped and haven't touched it since. Since I was being honest, he promised to be as well. "Mom" he said, "I'm not going to try and pull your leg. I smoke pot. Not every day mind you, but I like it and I smoke it." Well, there you have it, that's the moment this story really started. Nothing happened at that point that 's worth boring you with, but that's the moment it all started. When I look back I can honestly say that maybe it's one time that the truth really did get me in trouble. That is if you consider what I'm about to tell you to be trouble. You'll just have to decide for yourself on that one. Before I go much further, I better take just a moment and tell you who I am. My name is Lisa and I'm 39. Mark's father and I divorced a little over ten years ago. I remarried two years after that but as fate would have it, my second husband, Bill, was killed in a traffic accident a year after we married. At least he left me a comfortable house and a nice nest egg. I'm not rich mind you, but I don't hurt for money either. I do my best to stay in shape and, well I look pretty good for my age even if I have to say so myself. I don't have a steady boyfriend and haven't for a while, but that's by choice. After Bill died I just kind of decided I didn't need any more heartache in my life, at least not right away. Now let me tell you about Mark. He turned eighteen a couple of months before this all happened and had just graduated from high school. He's a good kid, has always stayed out of trouble, helps me out around the house, and for the most part has always gotten good grades. He's a very good-looking young man, rugged yet not sloppy. Played high school football so he's in great shape. Was quite good actually but didn't get a scholarship, blew out his knee in the next to last game of his senior season. I've always been quite proud of him and always will be. Ok, now back to my tale. Where was I? Oh yes, we had that conversation about drugs, and for any of you in my age bracket I think you'll understand. I was quite relieved to find out he smokes some weed but doesn't do anything else. For those of you not from my era, let me just explain that smoking weed was pretty much always considered to be about the same as drinking, only nicer in my book. I was very relieved to know he wasn't doing crack, coke, meth, or any of the other various hard drugs he could have been doing. He actually seemed very surprised to find out that both his father and I used to smoke. I guess any kid his age would be. They picture us all as prudish and inexperienced. If they only really knew the truth almost all of our kids would be shocked I suppose. I didn't even bother explaining to him that his very existence probably began because of smoking weed with his father at a drive in movie theatre. Even when you're being honest and open, some things are better left unsaid. Mark then hit me with a question that probably should have shocked me, but instead peaked my interest. "I was going to go pick up a bag in a little while mom, think you'd be interesting in trying some?" he asked. When I look back, I probably should have said no, but it'd been so long since I smoked or even drank for that matter that I couldn't help but think it'd be fun to get stoned and just let my hair down for a change. "I don't know mark" I said, "maybe, well I probably shouldn't." "Oh what the hell, sure, in fact I'll tell you what." I continued, "While you are out getting that, I'll go and get us a pizza and pick up a couple of DVD's." We then agreed to meet back at the house in a couple of hours and get the evening started. I went to the video store and picked out a couple of movies. Then I went back home and ordered the pizza. While I was waiting for it, I remembered that my first husband had left some boxes at the house that I've never gotten rid of and I wondered. Maybe, just maybe it's in one of the boxes so I went up to the attic to look. It didn't take to awful long to find it. There it was at the bottom of the second box I looked in. Our old bong. Thought I might as well just go ahead and give it to Mark now anyhow, so I took it downstairs with me and got it cleaned up and ready. Mark got back about a half an hour later and his timing was perfect, the pizza had only been there for about 3 or 4 minutes and was still hot. He took one look at the bong sitting on the coffee table and just had to know where the hell it had come from. I explained about the boxes in the attic and that as far as I was concerned it was now his. He seemed pretty tickled by it. So know we had food, movies, and pot. The party was about to begin. As I served up pizza he went ahead and cleaned the weed and packed the bong. By the time we were done eating the moment of truth had arrived. Mark lifted the bong to his mouth and fired it up. That old familiar smell filled the room as he passed it to me and for the first time in 18 years I took a hit and it hit me like a ton of bricks. Mark definitely smoked a lot more of it than I did. I was wasted after just a few hits. After he had finished off the bowl, he set the bong down and got up and popped a movie into the player. As he settled back down onto the couch he looked at me and we both just busted out loud laughing. We were both wasted and we knew it. He was the first to say anything. "Jesus Mom! You looked completely fried!" and that got us to giggling like school kids. We laughed about nothing for quite awhile. I'm not really even sure how long. Time is a non-entity when you're stoned. After that, we just both kicked back and were pretty quiet for a while. Mark finally broke the silence and said that we needed to smoke some more. I was hesitant but he was insistent. Next thing I knew he was sitting beside me firing up the bong again. By the time we finished off that bowl, I was messed up. This shit they smoke today is so much more potent than the stuff I remember. After he put the bong down Mark laid back on the couch. He didn't even scoot over; he just flopped down. I just leaned back against the arm of the sofa. I looked at him and realized I was starring right up his shorts. I really couldn't see anything, but the point is I was starring. I forgot how pot always seems to just make your mind focus on sex, no matter what. I really felt guilty about starring but I have to admit I was really hoping that somehow he would move just right and I'd get a peak. I'm not sure how long it was, but after what seemed like a very long time I knew I needed to hit the sack. I was just too wasted to function, and to be honest, I was dying to play with my pussy; I'd really gotten horny and could just hear my vibrator calling my name. I told Mark I was going to bed and he protested a little, but I think he knew I was too stoned to do much else. I made it to bed and stripped out of my clothes. I got my vibrator out of my dresser and turned off the lights. I lay down and began to touch myself. Damn it felt good! Pot always makes sexual feelings so much more intense if you ask me. I turned on my vibe and began to insert it. I was in absolute heaven. I was feeling so good. I lost myself in the pleasure. Now I never asked him but either I was making too much noise and he got curious, or he was being just downright naughty but I suddenly realized that my bedroom door wasn't shut completely any more. There was just enough light to see that it was open just a little. I was about to stop and get up and shut it when I happened to look into the mirror on my dresser and I could see Mark standing there watching me. If I hadn't been stoned I honestly can't say if I would have done anything different but I just went with the flow. I kept right on masturbating. It really gave it something extra to know he was watching. I wasn't positive but I was pretty sure he was naked and stroking. I couldn't believe myself but I was wishing I could see. I had an earth shattering orgasm, my entire body convulsed. I came so hard and so loud that if Mark weren't standing there watching me he still would have known that his mother had just climaxed. I was like an animal. Again I can't be absolutely certain but I think he came too. The next morning I got up late and took a good long shower. When I got dressed and went down stairs Mark was waiting for me in the living room. "Come on and sit down Mom, I have a cup of coffee here for you and the bong is packed and ready." "Oh come on Mark," I said. "Last night was fun but I'm not so sure I want to get wasted first thing in the morning." He told me to suit myself and fired up the bong. I sat there sipping my coffee as he took a couple of hits and then offered it to me. I thought to myself "Oh what the hell" and took a hit. After that I was right there with him toke for toke. We didn't stop till bowl was cooked. We both then just leaned back against opposite arms of the couch. We lay there talking and I realized I wasn't looking anywhere but straight at his crotch. He was sitting with his legs king of spread and I had I nice view of it. He didn't say anything about noticing but he let one of his hands slide down over his crotch, kind of inch by inch, until he was fondling himself. An absolute silence enveloped us and I just lay there watching him become bolder and bolder with his touches. Soon he was rubbing himself blatantly. I was mesmerized. "Want to see it Mom?" the words shocked me into reality. "Want me to take it out and show it to you?" "Your eyes have been glued to it for a long time now." "Really, I like being watched, I'll take it out if you want me to." I couldn't believe what I was hearing him say but then the words just came right out of my mouth, or should I say word. "Yes!" Mark didn't hesitate, he pushed his ass up far enough so that he could get his shorts off and in no time at all he was naked from the waist down. He then took off his tee shirt saying, "I might as well get completely comfortable." His hard dick swayed in the air with every movement he made and I couldn't take my eyes off of it. "Every time I get high I get so horny." Said Mark. "I just got to stroke it. You want me to stroke it don't you Mom?" "I know you were watching me watching you last night." "I bet you wanted to see my cock as bad as I wanted a better view of your pussy." "Mark" I said, "I can't believe how bad you are being" "What's gotten into you?" "I can't help it mom, when I heard you playing with yourself last night I realized you were just as horny as I was. I couldn't help but try and see, you are so sexy and I just knew you'd put on a hell of a show." I didn't say a word, at least not for a while. I just sat there and watch him playing with his cock. It is long and thick and it was as hard as a rock. As I watched him stroke it I my pussy was getting wetter and wetter. I couldn't remember a time in my life when I was even close to being as horny as I was right then. "You have a beautiful cock Mark, it's much bigger than your dad's" I said. Then I asked, "Would you like me to get naked too honey? Do you want to get a good look at my pussy?" He smiled and told me, "Yeah Mom, you know I want to see your pussy, your tits too. Come on! Get those freaking clothes off. You know you want to." His boldness just served to egg me on, and I started to strip. I did it slowly. I wanted to savor the moment. He might have seen me last but there was much light. Now he was going to get a good look and I wanted both of us to enjoy it. I stood up and slowly took off my tee shirt. When it was off I spun around once or twice, just for effect. Then I ever so slowly peeled off my shorts. That left me in bra and panties and I was so excited that I felt like I'd come immediately if I touched myself. I spun around once again and asked him if he liked what he saw so far. "Not bad for an old broad don't you think?" "You look pretty damned good to me Mom. I can't wait to see that bra and those panties come off." Mark said. I turned my back to him and backed up to him. "Why don't you undo my bra for me honey" I said. He didn't need to be asked twice. He reached up and quickly unhooked it for me and I let it fall from my shoulders. He then let his hands drift down my back and before he settled back down into the couch he felt up my panty-clad ass. I then spun around and let him get a nice look at my boobies. I cupped them and pinched my nipples. Then I kind of laughingly shook them at him. The way he looked at them drove me absolutely wild with lust. He looked hungry and I wanted to feed him. I stood before him in just my panties and I nice dirty thought crossed my mind. "Why don't you help me with the panties now Mark. Pull them off for me honey." "Would you like to help Mommy?" He grinned from ear to ear and reached up and put a hand on either side of my hips. He then started to slowly pull them down. I was tingling all over. He got them all the way off and I stepped out of them and then laid down on the couch. I spread my legs wide and gave him a good long look. I asked him straight out, "Do you like my pussy Mark? Does it look yummy?" I really didn't think for a second that he didn't like it. I just wanted to hear him say he did. From the way he was looking at it and stroking his cock I already knew the answer. "Mom it looks delicious" he said and then added, "I'm going to erupt if I keep looking at it." Then he said something that really blew my mind, either I'm naïve or for what ever reason I just never noticed but he said, "I've been trying to see you naked for so long. I can't tell you how bad I've wanted to. You are just so hot Mom." So now there we were. Me watching him stroke his hard rock dick. Him watching me finger my pussy. This was this had to be one of the most, if not the most erotic moments of my life. The fact that I was stoned just served to make it all feel just so much better. Something then happened that just served to prove to me just how kinky I really can be. The telephone rang and for a second we both just froze. Mark went ahead and answered it and it turned out to be his father. It seems he had scored some good tickets to a ball game and wanted to know if Mark wanted to go with him. While they were talking Mark was making gestures like a person does when they don't want to be rude but they want the other person on the phone to hurry up and say what they have to say. I felt neglected at that point and decided to tease Mark some. I got down on my knees beside the couch and crawled over between his legs. As he continued to talk with his dad I started to rub my hands up and down his thighs. He gave me a look of panic and I took that as a signal to go a little further. I took a hold of his cock and started to stroke it. It felt so good in my hands and quickly was as hard as a rock again. At that point I couldn't resist and I licked the length of the shaft. It tasted too good to pass up and as my tongue reached the head I opened my mouth and let it slide on in. So there we were, Mark talking to his dad on the phone while I sucked his cock. I can tell you this much, he had one hell of a time keeping his composure. I have to give him credit though; he did it. I really don't know how he did it because I was sucking his cock for all I was worth. Just as he finished his call I got up off my knees and straddled him. I kissed him right on the lips as I guided his big cock into my pussy. My pussy was soaked with juices so it slide right in. I gasped as it filled me and I started riding him like a bucking bronco. "Fuck me! Fuck me Mark!" I screamed, and he did. His cock felt like it was filling me up completely. I ground my cunt into him as hard and as fast as I could. "Oh God! You're going to make me cum you mother fucker!" I yelled and erupted into a mind shattering orgasm. Mark was right behind me. As my climax started to subside he said he was about to shoot his load. I quickly dismounted him and engulfed his rod. I wanted his hot load in my mouth. I wanted to taste it, to savor it, yes, to devour it and he was about to oblige me. "Holy shit Mom here it comes!" he said and I could feel his shaft swell in my mouth and he exploded giving me a mouthful of his tasty man cream. I tried my best to swallow every last drop some did drip out the sides of my mouth. That liked up until he was clean. We then lay down in each other's arms for a while and then I heard him say some magic words. "Hey Mom, how about I pack us another bowl." Hope you liked my tail. If so let me know and if you've had your own experiences please feel free to share you story with me, I'd love to hear from you. Mom Lights Up Ch. 02 The following story is fiction. If you are offended by pornography, erotic literature, or intestinal relationships, please stop reading now, if not, enjoy the story, and let me know what you thought, especially if you've ever experienced anything similar. This is part two of my story, hope it turns you on. * * * * * Mark and I spent the rest of that day smoking weed and fucking and sucking one another. I have to say it was the best sex I'd ever had. His big fat cock not only felt wonderful but also it tasted even better. He licked as well as he fucked and I was in seventh heaven. At about 7:30 p.m. though we got a sudden and unexpected surprise. We had both fallen asleep on the couch, wrapped in one another's arms and completely naked. All of a sudden the doorbell awakened us. We both jumped up and started scrambling around for our clothes. At that point my heart was beating a mile a minute, I'm sure Mark's was too. He went to get the door while I went to the bathroom to freshen up. I could hear voices but I wasn't sure who it was. I took a deep breath and headed to the living room. I walked in to find my sister and my niece there. They had decided to just drop in and see what we were up too. I'm not real good at describing people but I'll give it a go here, just so you get the visual. My sister, her name is Gwen, is 35, she's about the same height as me, 5'4" and weighs just a bit more. She's very pretty and has an outgoing personality. If you met her I guarantee you'd like her, everybody does. My niece, Wendy is her name, just turned 18. She's suddenly blossomed into a beautiful young lady and I'm very proud of her. She's a bit taller than her mother and I already and has developed a body that just doesn't quit. If she has a fault, it's that she likes to wear all these clothes girls her age are wearing these days. Low rise jeans, crop tops, etc... I'm sure you get the picture, and that's really not a fault but she drives all the young boys crazy. So here we were saying our hellos and such and it kept racing through my mind that I pray they don't notice but I am still so stoned. I was to find out soon that it was very noticeable. I had offered them sodas and went to the kitchen to get them. Gwen came along to help me. While I was pouring them she came right out and asked me. "Were you two smoking pot? I could smell it as soon as we walked in." I knew I wasn't going to be able to lie to her so I just told her as much of the truth that she needed to know. "Yes, we smoked some weed hon., I know that probably seems awful to you but he admitted he smokes it and you know for a fact that I used to so I just thought we'd try it." I was afraid she was about to freak out on me but she was really cool about it. "It's no big deal to me Sis, I swear." She said, adding "I was just surprised, I knew you gave it up when you got pregnant with Mark and as far as I knew you never did it again" She totally relieved me when she added, "Brad, (that's my brother) still smoke some on rare occasions so I'm not going to condemn you, that's for sure. When she told me that I was so relieved. We took the drinks into the living room and we all sat down to chat. We talked about our weekends, Mark and I really didn't have much to tell of course, or much we could tell I should say. Gwen and Wendy had been shopping all day so we had to hear all about what they bought and I'm sure it thrilled Mark to death but he was a good kid and at least acted like he cared. Gwen pointed out that Mark must be bored by all the shopping talk and jokingly asked him if there was something else he'd like to do. He just said he was fine, but Gwen told him that she wouldn't mind getting a couple of hits of the weed we'd been smoking. He looked shocked and I'm sure I did too. Wendy looked completely surprised as well. "Wendy you won't tell your dad, will you?" Gwen asked. So Mark looked at me and I nodded my approval. I figured if Gwen didn't give a shit I sure as hell didn't. it didn't bother me about Wendy being there either because her mother and I were both younger than she is when we started smoking weed. Marked packed the bong and Gwen said that it brought back a lot of memories seeing it. She used to get high with my ex and I when we were teens. Once it was packed Marked fired it up and passed it to Gwen. She took a nice big hit and passed it over to me. Once I took a hit I really wasn't sure if I should pass it back to Mark or offer it to Wendy. Gwen came right out and asked her if she wanted it and she said she loved to. Seems this wasn't her first time although she wasn't exactly a pothead either. We smoked two bowlfuls before we were done. A bowl burns up pretty quickly when four people are sharing it but needless to ay we were all really wasted. Gwen pointed out they'd have to hang out for awhile before she'd be in shape to drive home and of course I told her they could stay all night if they needed to. She said that was sweet but she was sure she'd be ok to drive in a couple of hours. They do only live a few miles from us. We all zoned out for quite awhile and Gwen broke the silence finally by asking Mark to get some playing cards or something. She said she needed to move around or do something or she was going to zone out completely. When Mark brought the cards we all gathered around the coffee table and started playing hearts. Nobody really cared if they won or lost and we had a really good time. I did notice though that even though I'd been fucked twice that day already I was still so horny I could scream. I wondered if Mark was wishing were fucking too. He got up off the floor after awhile and went and got us all more sodas. When he was setting them down, Gwen jokingly tugged at his shorts. She said we needed a stripper. Now I know she didn't intend to but she gave the shorts a big yank and the came off. Mark was not wearing any boxers under the shorts either. We all had a real howl over the accidental exposure. It did serve to make me all the hornier though. Gwen kept apologizing to Mark and he kept telling her it was all right. He went so far as to say he'd let her yank them off anytime she wanted to. Gwen is the type you don't challenge or dare because she won't back off. She called his bluff and said, "Ok, I want to tug them off of you right now." And Mark, being playful as he is dared he to. Well, she got up and walked over to him and told him to stand up. She stood behind him and said, "Get ready for some eye candy girls" and she yanked his shorts down. His cock was by then semi erect and he wasn't afraid to flaunt it. He stepped out of his shorts and started dancing around like a stripper. Gwen, probably thinking he'd back down started to dance with him and that only got him more excited. It wasn't long before his cock had swollen to its full eight inches. The two of them were actually dirty dancing together; Bumping and grinding as they went. He got behind her and started to pull at her clothes and she really made no effort to stop him. First he unbuttoned her top, and then slid it off of her shoulders. Then he started to lift up her skirt. He then unzipped it and it fell to the floor. Gwen just stepped out of it and was dancing with him in her bra and panties. A very sexy matched set from Victoria's Secret I might add. I figured what the hell and threw off my top and my bottom. I stepped up to them and started dancing too. Mark was feeling up his aunt when I came up from behind him and he didn't seem to stop for even a second when he felt my hands start touching him. I was pretty surprised however when I felt two arms wrap around me and discovered that Wendy had stripped and was now dancing with us too and was not being shy about feeling me up. Somehow we all managed to be facing one another after a bit I'm not sure how we did it. There wasn't much space between us. Mark managed to draw our faces together and we were now in a four-way kiss. We all had our hands all over one another and I noticed that two other hands had joined mine in touching Mark's cock. Wendy dropped to her knees in front of Mark and began sucking his dick. While she did this she grabbed at both Gwen and my panties and started tugging them off as best as she could. We had to help just a little but she soon had them off. Gwen then told me that I was in for a treat; she said that Wendy is the best pussy eater she's ever known. I didn't really have to ask after she said that, it was obvious they were not new to this. Wendy let Mark's cock slide out of her mouth and turned her attention to me. She pushed me down on the couch and crawled between my legs and began to lick my pussy. I have to admit that my sister is right; her daughter is the best pussy licker in the world. Never before in my life has another woman ever touched me in any other way than what'd you'd call friendly but from that instant I was a confirmed bisexual. As Wendy was licking my pussy Gwen led Mark to the couch and sat him next to me. She engulfed his cock and gave him what looked like one hell of a blowjob. At that point I'm not sure what was more of a turn on, watching my son get head from my sister or what my niece was doing to my pussy. While we were both being pleasured so well, we kissed and traded tongues. Gwen finally pulled Mark down to the floor and guided his cock into her dripping pussy. As much as I loved seeing that, I wanted Wendy to feel the same things she was making me feel. I pushed her down onto the floor next to her mother and crawled on top of her in the sixty-nine position. This was my first ever time at licking pussy but I didn't hesitate for a second. I lowered my mouth right onto her sweet young pussy and began licking. All I can say is I wish I had tried that a long time ago. I had no idea how sweet it is. I no longer could see Mark and Gwen but from the sounds I was hearing I could tell you for sure that he was giving her a very good fucking. Gwen was practically screaming how good his cock felt. Every time she did Wendy and I would just lick one another all the harder and faster. Gwen suddenly erupted with what she described later as "the orgasm to end all orgasms". She was screaming and yelling, calling him all kinds of names, and scratching him to death. As her orgasm subsided, she told Wendy that she just had to try this cock, saying, "It's so much bigger than your Dad's, and you're going to love it!" So we swapped positions, Mark mounted Wendy doggy style and proceeded to fuck the living shit out of her. In the meantime, Gwen and I started licking one another's pussies. Something I wish we'd done so many years before, but better late than never. If it's at all possible her pussy tastes even better than her daughter's. Marked fucked Wendy for quite some time, and was finally ready to cum. She had already climaxed twice by then. Gwen pushed her way in and had him explode into her mouth. She didn't miss a drop and then proceeded to kiss Wendy, sharing Mark's precious seed with us as she did and then me. After that we sort of just collapsed into a naked heap of tired bodies. While we relaxed and caught our breath, Gwen and Wendy wanted to know how long Mark and I had been lovers. We told them all about the previous night and what had happened all that day. They were very happy for us. They went on to tell us how they'd been making love for quite some time, ever since Gwen accidentally walked in on Wendy giving her Dad a blowjob. Gwen said that she knew she should have been hurt, angry, shocked, or outraged. She wasn't though, the second she saw her daughter with her husband's cock in her mouth she said it just turned her on so much that she joined them and they've been lovers ever since. After a little while, my sister and niece needed to be getting home. We did all agree that we'd get together again, and soon. After they left Mark were spent so we went to bed, my bed. He held me in his arms all night long and it was wonderful. * * * * * Hope you enjoyed. Let me know if you did, love to hear from you. Mom Lights Up Ch. 03 The following story is true, I've changed the names in order to protect my privacy, but the rest of the story is as close the exactly what happened as I can remember. If you are offended by pornography, erotic literature, or intestinal relationships, please stop reading now, if not, enjoy the story, and let me know what you thought, especially if you've ever experienced anything similar. * You might think that when a mother and son become lovers there would be complications but Mark and I had settled into our new lifestyle with ease. It has just felt right. We are lovers not a couple. I know he should and will date girls and he doesn't expect me to be faithful to him either. All in all I feel it's worked out very well. I guess we've become more like friends that fuck than mother and son, and that's not a bad thing. About a month after we had first smoked pot together and became lovers, Mark had a couple of his friends over the house for an evening. This was not anything out of the ordinary. The three of them are the best of friends. They hang out with one another as much as they can; you know how teenagers are I'm sure. Usually they hang out at Randy's house, his parents are loaded to the gills and they have all the things guys think are cool, a huge television, video games, the best stereo in town, it goes on and on. But this night Randy's folks were hosting a dinner party so the boys were hanging out at my house. I've known Randy for years; he is such a pleasant young man, not to mention as cute as a button. The other friend John, I haven't known for as long; he transferred to Mark's school when they were sophomores and the three boys just hit it off instantly. He's a very tall boy, was star of the basketball team in high school, and was definitely the class clown. I was pretty much leaving the guys alone. Just hung out in the kitchen for a while cleaning then left them enjoy family room and watched TV in the living room. I stayed there till I smelled that lovely aroma of pot being smoked. I went into the family room and joined the boys for a while; I saw no reason to let them have all the bud. Mark had told them that I smoked weed but I could tell that Randy and John were a little uncomfortable at first. They seemed to relax though as soon as I took my first hit from the bong. I didn't intend to invade their privacy for too long, but you know how it is when you're buzzing. You just sort of zone in and out. So I'm not sure how long I joined them, but think it was about an hour or so. I finally decided I should leave them alone, but told them I'd pop them some popcorn before I went back to the movie I had had been watching. Mark followed to into the kitchen to help. While we were alone in the kitchen he put his arms around me and gave me a nice big kiss. "I love you Mom, thanks for being so cool." He said. I told him to knock it off; I love him too but didn't want his buddies catching us. "Just plan on giving me a good fucking after they leave." I told him. We carried the popcorn and some drinks into the family room and I was going to head back to the living room to enjoy my buzz but the boys wanted me to stay. They wanted to play cards but said that you can't play with three; four makes a better game. I like Mark's friends so figured what the hell why not, as long as they were sure I wasn't interfering with anything. They assured me I wasn't so we got down to playing some not so serious hearts. We played cards and smoked more pot till we were all too high to really pay much attention to the game. John being the jokester that he is suggested we play some truth or dare after we gave up on the cards. I wasn't all that sure that we should but they just started playing anyhow. Mark said "ok hot shot, this was your idea so truth or dare?" John chose truth and Mark asked him if he'd ever gotten into Melissa's pants. (Melissa is his new girlfriend) and John gave us an honest answer and told us no, but hoped to soon. It was then John's turn to ask and he picked Randy. He asked truth or dare and Randy chose dare. John thought it over and said, "Ok, I dare you to show us your tattoo." I didn't even know Randy had one, and quickly found out why. He had to moon us to show it to us. He has a rose on his right butt cheek. We got a real howl out of his showing it to us. Randy zipped back up and declared it was his turn. He chose Mark. I think they were scared to pick me. Mark chose truth and Randy asked him when was the last time he had gotten laid. I felt just a little nervous at that point but Mark said last night, and I felt relief. He had been out with his girlfriend the previous night. It was then his turn to ask and I chose dare. I just figured what the hell, he won't ask me to do anything too bad. He said, "Ok Mom, I dare you to give Randy and John each a kiss." Of course I protested but we were into the game and everyone else played by the rules so I had to as well. I'm not going to get real descriptive about the kisses, don't kid yourself; there was nothing sexual about either of them, I assure you. I got it over with quickly. Maybe the boys hoped for more, but I just wanted to fulfill my obligation. It was now my turn to ask and John's turn to choose. He chose dare. I thought it over for a second or two and said, "I dare you to show us your dick." I couldn't even believe I said it. The words just came out; I really hadn't even thought it over. I guess I just got caught up in the game. John was very hesitant, but the other two said he had to. John turned his back and dropped his pants. We all told him to hurry up and turn around. When he did I got a pleasant surprise, his cock was long and nice, not as thick as Mark's but still very nice, and he was partially aroused. Not hard as a rock but obviously excited. He tried to make it quick but Randy grabbed at his pants so he couldn't get them up so we all got a good look. When he finally got to put his pull his pants back on, he said he'd get his revenge. We were pretty confused as to whose turn it was by then so he picked Randy. "Truth or dare?" he asked and Randy chose truth. Probably was the only safe choice at that point. John gave it said thought and then asked, "Have you ever fantasized about another guy?" Randy was a little pissed by the question, he hem hawed around it at first, pointing out that they knew he wasn't a "fag". John said that wasn't what he asked; he asked if he'd ever fantasized about it. "Ok" Randy said, "yes I've fantasized about it, but I'd never actually do it." Now it was Randy's turn to ask and Mark chose dare. Randy then dared him to take off his clothes and give me a hug. Mark wasn't about to tell them about us so he gave a big protest. "Come on Mark, rules are rules." Randy said. And that point Mark had no choice but to comply; so he stripped and came over and gave me a big hug. Just for effect I reached behind him and squeezed his ass. John and Randy got a big howl out of that. When Mark released me he had a major boner going and he didn't try and hide it, and he didn't get dressed either. He just sat down and kind of covered up with a pillow. Then he pointed out that it was my turn and I chose truth. He gave it a little thought and said "Do you like seeing guys masturbating?" Of course he already knew the answer to that but Randy and John obviously didn't. I was a little hesitant to tell the truth but knew I couldn't lie. "Yes" I said, "It's pretty sexy to see a guy do that." Mark then uncovered himself and started to stroke. I of course couldn't take my eyes off of it; I absolutely love watching him jack off. At that point you could have cut the silence with a knife. Mark kept stroking but reminded me that it was my turn to ask. So I asked John if he wanted truth or dare and he chose truth. I was a little disappointed because I was going to dare him to jack off too. So I thought for a moment and asked him "Have you ever jacked off with a buddy before and if not would you like to?" he wanted to know if I meant I wanted him to, I told him, "that's not what I asked, I asked if you have and if not do you want to." He said that no he never had it might be cool. So I told him, "well Mark is stroking his, why not join him?" He seemed a bit unsure about it, and I wasn't so sure he would. Mark then said, "go ahead man, get your cock out and enjoy, she doesn't mind." He told Randy that he should too and both boys scrambled to get naked. I told them all to sit on the couch together; it was hot to see three best buddies stroking their cocks together. At that pint Mark said, "Hey Mom, why don't you show us your pussy, we'd sure love to see it." I told them I would with one condition and they begged to know what it was. I said I have one more dare and if one of them would do it I'd take off all my clothes. They of course wanted to know what the dare was and I told them that something said earlier has my curiosity up. I want to see them jack one another off. They were extremely reluctant to do this for me, and I told them that it was ok, they didn't have to but I wasn't going to take off a damned thing unless some one touched someone else's cock. At that point John said to Randy, "Just stroke my cock Randy, you said you fantasized about it, come on, nobody here is going to tell anyone." Randy was more than just a little unsure of himself but he tentatively reached out and took a hold of John's cock. "That's it Randy" I said, "Go ahead, stroke it, feel it, touch it, enjoy yourself honey." Once he touched it, he seemed to like it. He then reached out and grasped Mark's cock as well. I told him to keep stroking those cocks while I took my clothes off. He had earned it. I took them off slowly and Randy never stopped jacking the other two while they watched. Once all my clothes were gone I stepped up to the three of them and pushed Randy down on his knees and forced his face right into my pussy. It felt so good that I actually climaxed right away. I let him eat me till I couldn't stand it any longer and then pushed him down on the floor and mounted him. His cock isn't nearly as big as Mark's but it sure felt good. I was so wet and turned on that it simply slid right in. Mark and John then both brought their cocks to my mouth and I took turns sucking and licking them as I fucked Randy. I felt so nasty in such a good way and when John said, "This is wildest thing of all time." That just made it even hotter for me. I can't explain it but I just love going over the edge, it's just so sexy to me. I then told John that is was about to get even wilder; I wanted him to fuck my ass while I rode Randy. Mark got him some lube and proceeded to get my ass ready for him. He then spread my cheeks for me while John guided his cock slowly into my tight ass. Mark then put his cock back in my mouth and I felt so truly filled at that moment. Every hole being used just they way they were meant to be, filled with long hard fat cock. I have never felt so slutty in my entire life as I did at that moment. Here I was sucking my son's cock while his friends were fucking me. I started to tremble as I felt a very powerful orgasm well up inside of me. My orgasm seemed to spur on the boys and they were all fucking me with wild abandon. Randy was the first to reach a climax; I could feel his cock pulsing inside of my pussy as he spewed his load inside of me. John then declared that he was about to cum and pulled out and shot his load all over my ass. Just have to say I loved that. I then concentrated on making Mark cum. I was on my knees in front of him and doing my best to suck his sweet load out of him. I then realized that Randy had knelt beside me and I took my mouth off of Mark's dick and offered it to him. Randy hesitated for a second and I said, "Go ahead baby, you'll love it." And he opened his mouth and I guided it in. Mark just said, "Oh sweet Jesus he's good!" and almost immediately came in Randy's mouth and he greedily swallowed it all. I fingered my pussy as I watch this and climaxed again as I watched. It was so fucking hot watching them enjoy one another like that. I love that pot makes you feel so free to explore your desires. I looked at my three sweet naked lovers and said, "Maybe somebody better pack a bowl, I think we need to keep our buzz going before we fuck some more." And they about tripped over each other trying to get to the bag. * Like the story? Don't be afraid to let me know.