26 comments/ 342912 views/ 93 favorites My Friends and My Milf Mom Ch. 01 By: PurpleMonkeyDishwash [The inspiration for the mother in this story was a woman named Jaime Laycock; you can google her to see exactly what she looks like.] "So, yeah, everyone says Chad's mom's a milf." "No way, I fucking love milfs, what's she look like?" "Black hair, pale skin, curvy waist and the nicest pair of tig ol' bitties you've ever seen." "Fuck, man, I can't wait for Chad's party, thinking about his mom is making me hard already." "Tell me about it, I went to his house for a pool party once, his mom was out there sunning her double d's by the side. I put that image in my spank bank forever, jerked off to it tons of times." I heard my friends saying this as I passed them in the hall and I almost regretted inviting them to my party. I get a lot of shit because my mom is so young, and apparently pretty hot. I've never really been attracted to her, though. While other people look at her and see a total babe, I just see my mom. However, that's never stopped my friends from making fun of me for having a milf for a mom. They constantly tell me (in tons of detail too) how much they'd love to bend my mom over a table and shove their cock in from behind, how much they want to slid their cocks between her big tits and cream all over her face. It gets pretty graphic and while you'd think I'd have learned to be okay with it by now, I still get really uncomfortable whenever someone describes boning my mom. My mom's only 31, and since I just turned 18, that means she had me when she was only a kid. From what I hear from her old friends in high school (who were my babysitters when I was first born), my mom loved to sleep around, wearing skimpy outfits to attract any guy she could. Apparently, she slept with so many guys during that time, she had no idea which one was my father, but that was okay. My mom raised me on her own and she did a really great job. I wouldn't exist if my mom hadn't loved getting splunk between her legs, and she has been a great mom to me. Well, besides the sexual stuff, she has. She was a slut back when she had me, and she still is today. A lot of the clothes she wears are skimpy, shirts with low necklines that show off the tops of her tits and short short jeans that ride up to hug the bottom of her round ass. I don't think I've ever seen her in any outfit that didn't show off her belly either; my mom has a love for flashing her midriff. Most of her shirts are short sweaters zipped down to her boobs and that ride up so that her smooth stomach is bare completely. And don't even get me started on the noises! Half the nights, she sits on the couch in our living room and masturbates, moaning so loudly I can hear her in my room. Our couch has a permanent stain from all the juices she's dripped into it. The other half of the night she'll bring home some guy she met and fuck him in the bedroom, the sound of his cock slapping against her legs echoing through the house between his short grunts and her loud screams. Most morning's she'll come to breakfast wearing her lover's t-shirt and nothing else, his spunk slimy and shiny down her leg. It can be pretty upsetting to me sometimes, but I try to just avoid it. I love her and all, even though she is way too open with her sex habit. I was having the party to celebrate my eighteenth birthday. The plan was to have a few of my closest friends over, just about three, and we'd sit around on my couch and order pizza and watch movies. My mom would, of course, be lingering in the background, but I asked her to leave us alone. I doubted she would listen, but I didn't want my friends to keep trying to get a peak of my mom's cleavage or her tight ass at my birthday party. The first friend I invited was Blake. He was a tall guy who spent most of his time working out. My mom always asked me to invite him over more because she "likes having a strong man like him around". I also invited Tommy, who we joke around as the kid who pops a boner at everything. Most of the times during class, whenever he sees a hot girl, he'll have to run off to the bathroom and rub one out. The last person for my party was my friend Alize, who was sort of a ladies' man. He had a really hot girlfriend named Tina who he just broke up with, but I'd only known him since he was single. We hadn't been friends for very long. He was the one who was talking to Blake about my mom when I walked past them. Oh well. Anyway, that night, they all arrived at the same time. My mom was sitting at the kitchen table, drinking a bottle of wine. She was wearing a mini knit sweater that started below her shoulders and draped over the curves of her breasts before a band of elastic secured it around her. The round tips of her boobs poked out at the neck of the sweater. It stopped just beneath her tits, though, leaving her tight toned stomach bare to the open. For bottoms, she was wearing a pair of short yellow khaki shorts that stuck tight to her round waist and followed the curve of her ass and thighs. "Damn!" Alize said to me, thrusting his birthday present into my hands, "You didn't tell me your mom was such a fucking milf!" She couldn't hear us. "Yeah," I mumbled, looking down at my shoes. "Lucky guy," Alize replied, "Getting to suck on those tits as a baby." "Come on, cut it out," I pleaded, and he laughed and walked in. "Hi Chad's mom," Blake said to her, and she looked at him and smiled. She got up from the table, wine bottle in hand and hugged him hello. From over her shoulder, he winked at the others and did a thumbs up. Her tits were pressed right into his chest. "And hi boys," she said to rest of them, putting her hands on her hips. Her tits jiggled a little and I was starting to feel uncomfortable. "Let's watch a movie," I suggested, "The pizza's already here." I turned off all the lights and we sat down on the couch. "I'll be in my room, boys, if you need anything," my mom said, and I sighed knowing she would be gone for a little while. "Come watch with us!" Tommy yelled at her in the dark. My mom looked at me and smiled. "No, I'll be in my room, you guys have a good time." She grabbed another bottle of wine off the counter and left. "Such a fucking milf, man!" Blake exclaimed, and the others nodded enthusiastically. "Seriously, Chad, your mom has got to be the hottest piece of ass I've ever seen." "I wouldn't mind busting a nut all over those jugs, am I right?" "And that ass! You could snap a two by four with those firm buns!" "Stop it guys," I said. "Nah, Chad, we're just kidding," Alize replied, "We just all want to bone your mom, that's all, no disrespect." I turned on the movie and we all grabbed some pizza. The room was completely dark except for the bright blue glow of our giant television screen. We were about half way through the movie when my mom's door opened widely. "Hey boys!" she yelled drunkenly; I could tell she had drunk a lot of wine. He top was skewed on her shoulder, showing way more of her boobs than the already skimpy shirt was meant to. The buttons of her shorts were open, causing them to slide up and down her thighs. "Mom!" I yelled, but it was like she didn't hear me. My friends had all turned away from the movie and were eyeing her deeply. They weren't even saying anything, just smiling and staring at my drunken milf mother intensely. "Who are you?" she asked Alize, stumbling over to the couch. The glow of the television reflected off the top of her tits. "I haven't met you before." "Um, I'm Alize," he said, eyes glued to the deep cleavage of my mom's chest. "You're kind of cute," she slurred, sitting down on his lap, "Do you got a girlfriend?" "Mom, stop it!" I yelled, but she ignored me. Alize slowly raised a finger and traced down the curve of her exposed breast. My mom giggled. His dick was getting hard and poking into her leg, and she looked down at his jeans and smiled. "What's that?" she cooed, sliding her hand down to his crotch and unzipping it with a flourish. "Mom! Seriously, what are you doing?!" I yelled at her, but I don't even think she could hear me. "Dude, just let it happen," Alize said to me, "Don't cockblock me from your milf." My mom giggled and slid her hands into Alize's pants. She pulled them back out with Alize's huge cock between her fingers. "Looks tasty," she said and smiled, and before I knew it, her head was down in his lap, bobbing up and down in wet slurps along his cock. "Sorry dude, I guess she just really wants to suck my cock," Alize said, putting his hand and the back of her head and shoving his cock further into my mom. This was insane. I didn't know what to do about Alize face fucking my mom until I saw that the others had their cocks out too, sort of stroking them to themselves staring at my mom. "Seriously," Tommy said to me, "How could we not jack off?" He motioned at my mother, who had moved herself up fully onto the couch and had her head tucked deeply into Alize's crotch and her ass sticking up straight into the air, shorts straining not to snap under the pressure of her firm cheeks. "Fuck that's good head," Alize moaned, and my mother took a long slurp of his cock and then came up for air. She sat up and straddles Alize, one leg on each of his sides and slides her top down so that her tits were completely exposed. She reached around and pushed Alize's face into her cleavage and giggled. "Your friends are really nice," she said to me, tilting her head in my direction. She's got Alize's precum dripping down her lips. "I can't believe you're doing this, mom," I replied, but she has already turned back and is making out with Alize. He takes both his hands and grabs my mom's ass tightly. "Fuck, I'm going to cum," Tommy said, stroking his cock like mad, and he grabbed my mom's discarded top from next to him. In a flash, he sent rope after rope of white sticky cum into her tiny sweater, completely covering my mom's shirt with his jizz. "Oh, honey," my mom said, breaking lip contact with Alize and turning to Tommy, "I was going to wear that!" She picked it up off his crotch and scooped up some of his jizz with her index finger. There was enough in her shirt to get a fat glob onto her finger tip, which she promptly licked and swallowed. "Your cum is pretty tasty, though, sweetheart," she smiled at Tommy, and then went back to making out with Alize. She stuck her hand down in between their bodies and stroked his cock. He was frantically switching between shoving his hands down the back of her pants and feeling my mom's ass and squeezing my mom's tits which were in front of him. "God, I'm almost there," Alize yelled, and my mom took that as a sign to get off of him and down on her knees on the floor. "I want to cum on your mom's tits!" Alize yelled to me, and my mom obeyed, pushing them up with the back of her arm as an offering for a place to cum. She leaned back her head and opened her mouth. Alize's cock exploded with cum; the first shot fit my mom mouth and slide all the way down her gullet into her stomach, while the second dripped down her lip and dropped onto her tits. The next few shots were aimed right at her chest, coating and covering my mom's mammaries with his white goo. The final one hit her stomach, splashing the smooth surface and pooling up in her belly button. "Fuck, man" Alize said to me, "Your mom really loves cock." My mom looked up at him and smiled a jizzy smile. "Fuck you guys!" I yelled at him, and Tommy, who had both cum to my mother. Blake was still in the corner, stroking his cock slowly. "Get out," I screamed, and all three of them started putting on their clothes. Tommy quickly dressed and ran out, with Alize not far behind. "Thanks for the fuck, Chad's mom!" he yelled, "And thank you, Chad, for having a milf with such great dick sucking abilities and stellar tits!" They both slammed the door behind them. My mom stood up from the ground and laid down on the couch, jizz glistening off her body. Blake was buttoning his shirt but my mom reached at him and stopped him. "I suck that guy's cock for twenty minutes," she says, "And I don't even get anyone to fuck the shit out of me like I wanted." Here, Blake smiled and started unbuttoning his shirt again. 'Chad," my mom said, "I'm going to fuck your friend here, I'm sorry if we're going to be really loud." "Ugh," I groaned and ran to my room. My mom was right though. All night, they must have fucked. Through the walls, I could hear again and again as my mom screamed in ecstasy and as my friend came again and again into my mom's body. I don't even remember falling asleep, but I know it was to the sound of their ridiculous vicious fucking. In the morning, I had forgotten about the night before, so I was surprised when I came out of my room and found Blake sitting at my breakfast table eating eggs and bacon. My mom was standing at the stove, cooking a big tray of eggs. She was completely naked, except for an apron, which completely displayed her back side and through whose sides poked the edges of her large boobs. "Hey darling!" my mom greeted me, leaning in to kiss me good morning, "I had a good time with your friend Blake last night. Blake was dressed in one of the robes that I had grown out of, and being too small on me it was way too small on him. His large soft cock was resting on his leg in full view. "I'm sorry he's still here," my mom said to me, "Because I know you don't like me fucking your friends. I had a little too much to drink last night and got carried away. I'm sorry." "It's okay, I guess, mom," I said, not really feeling it was okay. "Good!" she yelled at me, her tits shaking in her apron, "I'll just finish cooking these eggs, suck Blake's cock one more time and then he'll go." "Wait, what?" I said, confused. "I'm going to suck your friend's cock one more time before he goes." "Mom! That's completely inappropriate!" "It is absolutely not! Blake is a very handsome EIGHT-TEEN year old man, and because he is an adult and I am an adult there is nothing wrong with me slobbering all over his man-meat." With that, she shed her apron and got down on her knees under the table. Her slurping of Blake's cock was loud and wet. Eventually, Blake blew his load in my mom's throat, and she stood back up, spunk dripping out of every corner of her mouth. "That's gross, mom," I said to her, and she licked her lips to get every drop of cum inside of her. "Well, you better get used to it," she said, "Because I think I'm going to have Blake over a lot more after this!" To Be Continiued... My Friends and My Milf Mom Ch. 02 My mom had sucked off one of my friends, then spent a loud and passionate night with my friend Blake before making him breakfast wearing nothing but an apron and giving him head under the table. And I was there for the whole thing! It was a pretty intense and upsetting day for me, and going to school after that was weird. Everywhere I went, different people would stare at me. Whispers of "slut mom" and "milf" followed me around. One guy showed me a picture on his phone of my mom's tits covered in Blake's cum. The school was buzzing with stories about my mother and the way she nailed my friend Blake. I was feeling sort of pissed, so I went and pulled my friend aside alone in the locker room to speak to him. "Dude, you told everyone you fucked my mom?" "Yeah, she really knew how to handle a cock." "Seriously, man, stop telling people! You sent pictures of my naked mom around to people?! What the hell!" Here, I shoved him against the wall, but this was really dumb of me. Blake was a strong, muscular guy and I barely moved him, whereas he was able to knock me painfully against the ground. "Listen, faggot," he said to me, "You should be happy I'm giving your mom what she wants. She loves my fat cock pounding in and out of her crotch, she loves getting soaked with my jizz. And you know what? I'll keep fucking your mommy's tits and ramming myself down her throat for as long as I fucking want, and you can't do shit about it." He reached his hands into his pants and pulled out his giant cock. "This is what your mom has been sucking on, and this is what I'm going to use to make her quiver in ecstasy." He bent over and slapped me in the face with his cock before punching me in the gut and leaving me. When I got home from school, I found my mom out by the pool, tanning in a tiny string bikini. The small straps over her shoulder were barely able to hold up her chest, and the thong bottom raised her cheeks into a firm position. "Hey, buddy," she called to me, "How was school?" "Crappy," I told her, rubbing the painful mark where Blake had slapped me with his cock, "And it's all your fault." "Oh, honey," my mom said, dismissively, "Your friends think I'm sexy, there's nothing wrong with that. Just like there's nothing wrong with me fucking Blake from time to time." "But he told everyone at my school." "So?" my mom asked, "He scored with an amazing hot chick, who happens to be your mother. If you got to do to some girl what Blake got to do to me, you'd tell everyone too." I stared at my mom for a minute in complete disbelief. "Plus, I have a great rack," she added, cupping her breasts with her hand. I didn't know what to do. I stormed back into the house, but ended up back outside by the pool with my mom. "Are you going to fuck him again?" I asked. "Of course, honey," she told me, "Your mommy loves Blake's cock." "Can you just not do it in front of me?" "Ha, sorry love, but that's the only way it's fun." I didn't understand. "Blake says you get all squeamish whenever you hear me and sex in the same sentence." I blinked. "Well yeah, you're my mom." My mom sat up from her chair and faced me, her tits jiggling. "So? I have sexual needs too! And you need to understand that. That's why it's so much more fun when you're around. I get to teach you a lesson and get my brains fucked out at the same time!" She giggled. "Oh," my mom added, "Blake's coming for dinner tonight, so make sure you're there." I grunted angrily and headed back to my room. A few hours passed in which I tried to forget about my mom's nymphomania. However, dinner came around soon, so I headed out into the kitchen. Mom was out there, cooking something in a big pot over the stove. She was wearing incredibly high heels, the kind that poised her leg up into a taught stretch of tan skin. She was wearing an apron again, but this one was even skimpier, a small red piece that tied around her neck. The strings went down the top of her breasts, ending right before her nipples, showing off all possible cleavage. The bright red ran all the way down, ending very high up, just beneath her groin. When she turned to the side, you could see everything; the sides of her boobs were bright and tan, held up perkily by the pressure of the apron. Her boobs held the apron up like a tent over her stomach, from the side allowing a look at the deep cavern of her smooth tummy. Then, from behind, everything was daintily exposed, her ass hanging out in open air and the back of her pussy puffy and shaven. "Hey Chad," she called, coming to hug me. I coiled away from her embrace, embarrassed and disgusted by her outfit. I was too shocked to speak. "Blake's coming over soon," she yelled, her heels clicking as she ran back to the stove, "Go set the table." What else was I going to do? I went and set the table as my near-naked mother pranced around the kitchen in her sexy heels. The doorbell rang and my mom sauntered off to answer it. I finished setting the table, poured myself a glass of water and sat down at my seat. I waited a while, but no one came back from the door, so I went to go check on them. As I got closer, I started to hear noises, and soon I understood why. Blake was standing in the frame of my front door, his pants around his ankles, my mother squatted down right between his legs slurping loudly on his meaty cock. Her legs were spread in the squat, and the apron dangled over her front like a loin cloth to some jungle mistress. Blake was fingering her chest over the apron, rolling her taut breast around in his palm. My mom just sucked dutifully between his legs, slurping with loud sloppy sounds. SLLLURRRRRPPP I went back into my room and shut the door. Even isolated here, I could still hear the noise of my mom's drool on my friend's cock. My mom came in a few minutes later, Blake draping his arm around her and groping her tit. "Come in, now," she said, and Blake slapped her ass, "Dinner." My mom retreated back to the kitchen, giggling girlishly. I went and sat down at the table, where Blake and my Mom's places eat had a dish of casserole and a plate of potatoes, where mine only had potatoes. "Why don't I get casserole?" I asked, Blake already eating his. "Well, the casserole is for energy," she said, "All the energy Blake and I use when we fuck. But you're not fucking anyone, so I didn't think you'd need. You can have half of mine, though." She scooped half out from her tray and placed it on my plate, a pasta mush that was shiny and wet. I started to eat. Every once in a while, Blake would reach over and grab my mother's breast, and it was clear she was stroking his cock beneath the table. As she chewed, her tits bounced up and down in the tight skimpy apron. About once a minute, Blake and my mother would lean over and kiss sensually, his hand mauling her tit over the apron. "Let's have a topless dinner, hun," Blake suggested to my mom, and she just smiled and undid the straps that held up the apron. Slowly, the apron fell down to the table, revealing her round and perky breasts. She just picked up a fork and continued eating. "The food's delicious," Blake said, and I was surprised that he made a compliment. "You bet," cooed my mother, "I love what you added to mine." "What does that mean," I asked, uneasily. "I splooged into your mom's casserole," Blake said bluntly. "Tasted delicious," my mother said, slurping a big piece of what I now knew was jizz. I looked down at my plate. I had already eaten all of my half. I felt sick. "That's disgusting!" I yelled, standing up from the table. My mom dropped some spermy pasta onto her tits and used her finger to scoop it back into her mouth. I stormed out of the room but eventually came back in. "This is fucking ridiculous!" I yelled, and Blake stood up from the table and glared at me. I tried to storm out again, but Blake came over and pinned me down. "You're fucking disgusting, both of you," I yelled, but he had his arm around my neck and soon I felt dizzy and passed out. When I woke up, I felt a moving sensation. I was still on the kitchen floor, but Blake balls dangled over my face. I couldn't move, though. My mom was laying on top of me, apron shed aside, bare tits pressed into my chest. She was slurping heavily on Blake's cock, hanging right over my face, drool and precum dripping down onto me. I was tied down, however, and couldn't move. My mom slurped on the long cock above me, covering every inch of Blake with drool. I watched her lips coat his dick, slurping and sucking everything. Her nipples and tits felt soft against my chest, and I felt disgusting watching my mother do this to me. Soon, she changed position, scooting her body up me and resting her ass cheeks on my face. Her pussy sat right onto my nose, and she leaked wetness all over my cheeks. I couldn't see, but I could still here the slobbering and moaning of her fellating my best friend. After a few minutes of that, she sprawled back on me again, shoving her mega tits into my face. Blake came behind between both my mom's and my legs and rammed his cock up into her. As he pounded my mom, her tits jiggled around me, smothering me completely. I could feel the sweat from Blake's balls drip onto mine. They pounded like this for a while, a few times stopping slightly as Blake went back and forth between banging my mom's crotch and banging her ass. When he was fucking her ass, my mom squealed like a pig, her tits contracting up and down all around me. I could see nothing but my mother's tit flesh for what felt like hours. I could feel my mom's body writhing in orgasm over and over. Occasionally, Blake would shout something like "Damn, your mom is a good fuck," or my mom might coo, "Pound me harder, baby, make this mommy cum an ocean." Eventually, Blake retreated from my mother's body and my mom scooted down. Her tits down rested beneath my chin, pushed up by her hands, and her face was touching mine. She was breathing heavily from being fucked so hard, and I took my own deep breaths after being released from the cavern of my mother's bosom. "I'm gonna cum, baby," Blake grunted, and my mom, whose nose was touching mine, opened her mouth widely and yelled "AHHHH." Blake's splooge went everywhere. He shoved his giant cock between our noses, the tip of that monster catching my bottom lip, and erupted. The jizz flew into both my mouth and my mom's, but she gulped it up greedily, spilling down her chin into her breasts and inevitably back into my mouth. The cock, still wedged solidly in my face, spewed out loads and loads of cum for my big breasted mother to eat, using me like a sponge for every time she spilled some cream. When he was done jizzing, Blake slapped his cock three times on my mother's tits to try to get off all the cum, but this actually made his dick even sloppier. Instead, he lodged his cock in my mouth, bobbed up and down a few times, using me like a golf ball cleaner. My unwilling tongue and saliva rid every drop of semen from his tool until it was shiny and clean. After this, my mother and Blake kissed, my mother's tits dripping cum onto my face, and they stood up, still kissing, and retreated into the bedroom for more fucking. They left me there on the kitchen floor, covered in my mother's juices, my friend's semen and everyone's drool and sweat, to listen to them moan and groan as they banged all night in the other room. In the morning, my mother and Blake trotted into the kitchen naked. "How was your night?" my mom asked me, stepping over my wet crusty body to get to the table. I could see her swollen pussy lips, wet and puffy from fucking. I didn't even answer her. The two of them ate breakfast, then subjected me to another tits-in-the-face blowjob. When my mother finally released me from her chest pillows, I was greeted by another shower of cum and another washing of Blake's cock. "We'll untie you now," my mother said, even more cum covered than I was, and she undid the knots. I tried to stand up, but I was so tired from the lack of sleep that I immediately fell back down. "Ha, tired?" Blake asked mockingly, "How do you think we feel? We had to fuck extra loud so that you couldn't get any sleep." He kissed my mother passionately and gave her heavy breasts a few good squeezes. "Oh honey," my mom said, leaning down so I could see the cum flowing down her chin, "Don't you see that this all will be good for you?" And with that, they both laughed and left me.