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Servicing the Team

By: newForesterV2



It was THAT day, and D was as nervous as hell. The guys who played in the team with her 18 year old son, Mark, had gotten her in to a position where she had no alternative really. I suppose you could call it blackmail, because D saw no way out. She had always encouraged Mark in his sporting activities, and she had gone to as many games as possible, not only to support him and the team, but to enjoy the excitement and the atmosphere of the whole occasion.

D had often noticed some of the young guys admiring her at some of the games, and this had only added to the excitement for her. Of course, there was every reason for the team mates to admire and lust over this sexy wife and mother. She was 35, but had a magnificent body, one that a 21 one year old would be proud to have. She was blonde, only 5', but with marvellous, hard, shapely breasts, a slim, taut waist and hips that were made for holding on to while she was doggie fucked. She had shapely calves and thighs, and a bottom that was tight and swayed so wonderfully as she walked around the baseball diamond. On one occasion, Mark had told her that some of the guys had remarked 'how hot your Mom looked today.' D laughed this off, but inside she felt exhilarated and proud, butterflies in her tummy at the thought that these young men could still find a mature woman like herself as being 'hot.'

D's husband looked after her and was a rock in helping around the house and with the children, but D needed more physical attention, she wanted dominating and her body needed taking on rides of ecstatic and rough sexual gratification as often as possible, and this just wasn't happening. Nevertheless, she was happy and contented with her home life, had never even thought of 'wandering,' but just wished for that little bit of excitement that her sex life was lacking. Going to the games was a way of expending her energy, and now her son had said she was being admired by other boys, well, this gave D an enormous fillip to her life. She began to dress a little more daring at the games, wearing heels and tighter clothes, and she could now see that the guys were watching her more intently. And then it happened!!

While waiting for Mark after one of the baseball games, Tommy and Ted (two of Mark's team mates) came out of the changing rooms and approached the attractive blonde mother.

'Hi, Mrs Johnson. Mark won't be long, he's just in the shower. You look really great today, Mrs Johnson, doesn't she Ted,' and D smiled at the handsome blonde Tommy, a rugged young man, about 6'2 and full of muscles.

'Why thank you, Tommy. It's nice of you to say so.' D worked hard at the gym whenever she could go, but with a young family, she wished she could go more often.

'It's true, Mrs Johnson. We all look out for you at the games. Ted and I and some of the other guys have got used to seeing you around the diamond, and with Mark, and we'd really like to see much more of you,' and he smirked a chilling smile, and he and Ted exchanged lurid glances. D suddenly looked a little worried for once.

'What do you mean, 'more of me'? she asked.

'Exactly what I say, Mrs Johnson. We'd all like to see a lot more of you. You see, the problem is, last week in the exams, we all saw Mark in class cheating on the Math exam. All of us except the teacher of course.' D drew a frightened breath. 'Now, Ted and I and the other guys are quite happy not to say anything at all, because we wouldn't want to ruin Mark's grades or even see him banned from going to college. We wouldn't want that would we, Ted?' Ted, a Latin looking boy, also well built and handsome, agreed with his buddy and smiled that knowing look at D.

They argued and put their case to D for a few minutes longer, D trying to say that Mark would never cheat in school, but how could she be so sure? Could she afford to take that chance? She knew how important it was for her eldest son to get good grades, and move on in his education, and this had really come out of the blue and was a shock to her.

'So what does it take to stop you telling the school,' asked D, and then she remembered Tommy's words... 'like to see much more of you.' D shivered and waited for Tommy's words. He couldn't, he wouldn't, but then D could see that leer all across his face. Oh my God.

As long as you do as we say, Mrs Johnson, no one need ever know that your little boy was cheating, need they?' Although he was the same age as her son, Tommy was a mature young man, the captain of the team and probably a born leader. His blonde straggly hair hung round his ears and his T shirt and tight jean shorts showed off his muscular figure. D would not be able to argue with him, and just had to believe what he said. She was aware how he and his friends leered at her at the games, but now this was a whole new ball game.

She watched both boys looking at her body, admiring the 36c tits and her shapely legs. Was this the excitement she was craving, knowing that young studs found her attractive and hot? It had been tempered by the revelations and D knew that right now, even though she felt a pang of shame, she had to listen to what Tommy had to say.

'Mark will be here in a minute, so what else do you have to say?' she almost pleaded. She hoped that her son would come right now, to put her out of this misery, but Tommy then gave her the first instruction.

'You know there is another game on Thursday, Mrs Johnson. We want you to come to the game with Mark, but we want you to look really hot, Mrs Johnson. All the guys in the team think you are hot, and we want you to show us how sexy you really are. We want to see that great figure at the side of the diamond, so we all can see you. Not very much to ask, Mrs Johnson, is it, and it's better than your little boy getting into trouble for cheating. So be a nice lady, dress nicely for us, and we'll see you on Thursday, Mrs Johnson.' 

D took another sharp intake of breath, and was flustered about what to reply. Her heart was beating and she came out in a cold sweat. Just then, Mark came out of the changing rooms and probably stopped his mother bursting into tears, she was so taken aback.

'See you on Thursday, Mrs Johnson. See you Mark,' and Tommy and Ted smiled and turned and made their way over to their car. D had to act normally as quickly as possible, and greeted her son before walking as fast as she could to her own car and speeding back homewards.

Her mind played havoc that night in bed, she couldn't sleep, she was sweating and confused. She couldn't tell her husband of her predicament, and she daren't mention any of this to Mark, but she wanted to protect her son so much, and she just saw no way out. Could she go through with what the guys had demanded, did she have the nerve, and what if...oh my God, thought D, and turned in her bed again!!

Thursday morning came, and Mark was so excited about the evening game. It would be a hot evening in Texas, as it always was at this time of year, and he took it as granted that his Mom would take him to the game after school. He gave her a kiss as he went off to school, and D was left to contemplate the rest of the day...and the evening. God, what was she going to do? Her husband would be working late, a sitter would look after her other children, and there was no way out. Perhaps if she looked good for Tommy and the other boys, that would be it, that would satisfy their young lustful imaginations and she would be left alone. Yes, that would put an end to this joke, and nothing more would be said...she hoped!!

Later in the day, D had a shower and got changed, ready for Mark to come home. They would have to leave for the game almost as soon as he arrived. She heard Mark arrive and he shouted up the stairs for his mom, and then she came down into the kitchen. Mark's face almost dropped in total surprise and he almost dropped the glass of orange juice he was drinking. He thought he almost saw his mother blush a little, and even though it was his Mom, he couldn't help but admire the wonderful figure and the outfit that his Mom was wearing. D had put on a button down red shirt and a little white denim skirt, which was tight around her ass, and she had found her high heeled black sandals which made her tanned legs look even more stunning. She had left a couple of the buttons on the shirt undone, and her demi-bra had lifted and held her tits so sexily that they were trying to spill out of her clothes.

'Gee Mom, you look really beautiful tonight. The guys at the game are really going to love your outfit.' He was being really complimentary to his mother, but he didn't have a clue about the real reason why his mom looked so sexy and hot. D just smiled at her son and thanked him for the compliments. As Mark got out of the car at the field, he kissed his mom on the cheek, and she was sure she caught him taking a peek down her shirt to see her breasts that were thrusting out of the little bra. My God, thought D, even my son is looking at my body now, and this gave her a mixture of shame and pride to know that her body could still do such things to young men. 

D sat in the car plucking up the courage to get out and go over to the field, but she knew she had to do it. She always looked attractive and smart, but now she had dressed to look hot and sexy, and was obeying Tommy and Ted just as they had instructed. She took a deep breath, the butterflies racing round her tummy, and got out of the car, walking slowly towards the diamond. She looked fantastic. The little, white skirt showed her legs half way up her thighs, the heels made her ass sway very provocatively, and D knew that her hard breasts were fighting to get out of the little bra, and the shirt which was unbuttoned to halfway down her bra.

As she walked round the side of the and on the diamond, the guys were coming out to warm up, and D felt as if every pair of eyes in the stands field were drilling into her body. But they weren't looks of derision, (except from the other wives and mothers, perhaps) they were looks of lust, of drooling at the stunning blonde who looked really hot. Suddenly D found the experience exciting, and she caught at least one young man licking his lips as he watched her bottom sway to and fro as she walked. She felt she had a new power, her son's friends and team mates were leering at her in a sexual, lustful way. Mark smiled at his mom as he came onto the field, and the handsome Tommy even waved to her as all the guys seemed to be giving D a thorough inspection as she went by.

D was turned on so much that she felt her thong begin to get damp between her legs. God, what was happening to her? Young men, by just admiring her figure in sexy clothes, were turning her on with their lustful looks, and D had to go and sit in the stand for fear of wetting herself there and then. She watched the game, but still knew that most of the men were trying to get a sneaky look at her tits and ass every so often, and by the time the game finished, D's thong was almost soaking. She drove Mark home with a mixture of relief and sexual excitement. Her body had definitely excited the young studs on the field, as well as the fathers and other spectators watching the game, and there was no doubt that it had got D herself really horny and wet, with a new feeling of the sort of power she could wield just by looking sexy and demur at the same time.

Again, on the ride home, Mark remarked that the guys were talking about how hot his mom was looking again, and this brought another warm feeling between D's legs.

'What sort of things did they say then, Mark?' D was like a teenage girl again.

'I can't say really, Mom, but they said things that meant they loved the way you looked in the short skirt, and how attractive you were.'

'That's nice, Mark. I like taking you to the games, so I like to look smart for my son,' and D smiled, hoping that display would keep Tommy and Ted and the rest quiet.

'Yes Mom, but they also said that you were definitely a MILF.' And Mark blushed a little at this statement.

'A what? What does that mean?'

'I can't say Mom, I'd be too embarrassed, but it means they think you are really sexy.'

D felt the dampness in her thong getting worse, and couldn't wait to get home to relive the experience in her mind, and to plunge her favourite vibrator in and out of her cunt as she thought of all those young men lusting over her at the game. When her husband arrived home the next morning, D hardly gave him an opportunity to get indoors before she was ushering him to the bedroom so that at last she could get a real cock up inside her to take away her frustration.

D was on a high for the rest of the day, thinking about her appearance the previous evening, and then suddenly, while her husband was asleep upstairs, D answered the phone and her heart sank...but did it sink or was it elated? It was Ted's voice.

Hi, Mrs Johnson. It's Ted. I've got a message from Tommy. He said you looked stunning and very hot at the game last night. Would you drive out to the lake about seven this evening? He'd love to see you again.' D was once more flustered with a cold sweat. 'Love to see me again...what does that mean?' she said to herself.

'I can't talk now Ted,' she tried to find any excuse. 'My husband's in bed and I'm busy.'

'Don't worry, Mrs Johnson. Tommy just says be there at seven and, oh, he also said to make sure you look even hotter than last night. And our secret is still safe, Mrs Johnson,' and the phone went dead. D held the phone in her hand for a few seconds, not daring to think what was happening. She couldn't ring back, she couldn't tell her husband or Mark, but she knew this was another threat and her options were limited...in fact they were nil!!

For the rest of the day, D was in a trance-like state. She knew her husband was on another night shift, and the only option she had was to ask Mark to baby sit that evening. She would have to tell him a lie for the first time in her life.

'I'm going over to see a friend for a few hours this evening, Mark. She's having a jewellery party, and I promised to go. Will you stay in and look after the kids while I'm gone. I promise I'll try not to be very long!' Mark reluctantly agreed, and D kissed her husband off to work about 6 and then became a nervous wreck. She knew she had to put on another sexy outfit, and she knew she had to make that journey. The lake was only about a 20 minute drive away, but she was shaking like hell.

Again, when she came down the stairs, Mark's eyes nearly popped out at what his mom was wearing. She had never dared to wear the little red skirt before, although her husband had bought it for her and was always asking D to put it on, but she'd never had the nerve. It hardly covered her bottom, but she had taken the plunge and her legs in the white heels looked fantastic. Her tight black vest melded around the half cut bra and D's tits really were standing to attention.

'Gee, Mom...' and Mark was lost for words as he surveyed his gorgeous mother. 'I wish the guys in the team could see you now, they'd be drooling and...' and he turned away almost in embarrassment.

'Give me a kiss, Mark, and I promise not to be too long.' Mark towered over his mother as he bent to kiss her cheek and D swore he peeked at her chest again.

All sorts of thoughts flashed through D's mind as she drove to the lake and all too soon, she turned the car onto the gravel driveway that went round the edge of the lake. It was very secluded with trees all around the driveway, but D thought she could see Tommy's car parked right over the far side, under a clump of trees, looking out over the lake. It was the only car she could see. As she got nearer, she could see three young men in the car, and sure enough, Tommy was in the driving seat. D pulled her car alongside the other one and looked over.

'Hi Mrs Johnson,' smiled Tommy from the open window. 'Glad you could come. Why don't you come and join us?' The butterflies were zooming round D's tummy as she stepped from her car and walked over. The back door of Tommy's car opened and she could see Ted in the back, with Lenny sat next to Tommy in the front. Lenny was a mixture of Afro Caribbean and US, with short, black curly hair but, like the other two boys, he was handsome and muscular from his sporting activities.

'Do I have to get in the car, or is there something you want to say, Tommy. I can't stay for very long you know.' bluffed D. The weather was still warm, with the evening sun just starting to go down on the horizon.

'Oh, please do get in and join us. You look fabulous again, doesn't she guys?' D slipped into the back seat next to Ted, the little red skirt sliding up her thighs as she sank into the leather. Her little black thong was almost on view as she sat back. 'We're really pleased you came, Mrs Johnson. I knew you wouldn't want us to snitch on Mark, now would you?' and Tommy grinned as he turned round to look at the sexy mother. Suddenly, he opened his door and slipped into the back seat, trapping D between himself and Ted.

D was as nervous as hell. Here she was, in a secluded parking lot by a beautiful lake, dressed like a sexy young teenager, and she was with three of her son's school mates who were all horny young men, blackmailing her into spending time with her. She could smell their after shave and talc, she could feel Tommy and Ted's thighs against her own, and D knew there was nothing she could do to get out of the situation. Her breasts were heaving against the tight T shirt and her legs were like jelly, completely on view, almost right up to her waist.

Lenny was turning round in his front seat, ogling the wonderful view between his buddies, and then Tommy spoke, moving his arm along the back seat behind D's shoulders.

'You looked so sexy at the game, Mrs Johnson, and we all thought that we'd like to see you again. In fact, we think you're so hot with such a fabulous figure, that we wanted to see more, don't we guys,' and Tommy began to rub D's shoulders and neck. D shivered at the touch of the young man. She should be reviled and sick with worry, she thought, but the touch was erotic and nice, and then suddenly Ted's hand ran down to caress D's bare knee, and then just up her naked thigh.

'Look guys, thank you for all the compliments, but I really shouldn't be here with you. I'm a married woman with children, one of whom is your team mate and buddy. I've dressed up in sexy clothes for you. Now let me out, and we'll forget this ever happened.' D tried to sound stern and mature, but Tommy kept on rubbing her neck, and Ted's hand still ran up and down her thigh.

'We just want to see your sexy body, Mrs Johnson. Even Mark thinks you have a hot body, and says you look really sexy around the home now. We don't want to tell him that his Mom's a sexy slut, do we, and you'd hate the school to think he was a cheat wouldn't you. Lift up your T shirt, Mrs Johnson.' He had finally come to the point, and his other hand began at D's waist and gently moved up her tummy until it reached the mounds of wonderful flesh in the black T shirt.

'Christ, Tommy, what are you doing?' but again D felt that itch between her legs, and her nipples immediately became rock hard. Lenny was still leering in the front seat, and Ted's hand was now going up D's thigh a little higher all the time. D's hands were like lead, she couldn't move them, and she felt frozen to the seat as Tommy toyed with the front of the black T shirt while his other hand played with her neck.

'Come on Mrs Johnson,' went on Tommy. 'Lift that T shirt and let's see those wonderful tits. We all want to see them.' His language made D even more defenceless. She had secretly wanted to be dominated and controlled for years, and now these young studs were talking to her just how she wanted and she was powerless to disobey them. Her hands went to the hem of the shirt and began to lift the material up her tummy, and she felt Tommy grab the bottom of the shirt behind her. Ted's hand had now reached her little thong, and he was trying to ease D's knees apart.


Servicing the Team



God, you are quick workers, you boys,' and D was now feeling that hot shiver washing over her, a feeling that was bringing more moisture to her cunt. She opened her thighs a few more inches and Ted was able to play his fingers all over the flimsy thong, feeling the dampness that had oozed from D's cunt.

'Christ, she's really wet, Tommy,' Ted said, almost in triumph. 'Open wider, Mrs Johnson.' By now, D had lifted the T shirt up above her little bra, and Tommy had lifted the back up also. His hand went straight to D's bra and began to maul at the material, and then he bent and licked the luscious flesh trying to escape from the cups. Ted, as well as feeling D between her legs, also dipped his head and licked and nibbled at D's other breast, and D began to pant and breathe more heavily.

Quickly, Tommy was able to snap open the bra clip at the back, and then the two boys lifted D's bra up to reveal the two golden globes that were her luscious tits. They were proud and pointing. Immediately the two guys both latched on to a hard, brown nipple and began sucking and nibbling and gently biting. D closed her eyes at the new feelings, and voluntarily opened her thighs even wider to the exploring fingers. Ted was inside the thong now, feeling the wet, bare cunt that appeared to be seeping wonderful juices. Poor old Lenny, in the front seat, could only watch his buddies playing with the gorgeous woman, and he stroked his rampant cock through his jeans.

'Take them off,' instructed Tommy in a firm voice, referring to the T shirt and bra, and the two boys didn't give D a chance to react, and just heaved the shirt over her blonde hair and cast the bra onto the floor of the car. D was now naked from the waist up and her breasts were soon being mauled and squeezed and sucked again. The tits heaved up and down, the nipples getting harder and harder, and then suddenly Tommy lifted his head and rasped his lips and open mouth right over D's mouth. The French kiss was violent but so sensuous and frantic, and D could only return the passion by opening her mouth and fighting Tommy's tongue with her own.

'I should be going Tommy,' she finally said breathlessly, after coming up for air. 'I can't stay any longer. This has gone on for too long. I must go.' She didn't close her legs, however, and just let Ted stroke her cunt, her clit standing up like a flower bud in spring. D was caught between wanting the slow seduction to go on, and feeling ashamed at what she was doing. Allowing her son's friends to see her like this was something she would never have dreamt of in a million years, but now it was happening, she didn't know what to do.

'When we told Mark that you were a MILF, Mrs Johnson, he more or less agreed with us, so he wouldn't mind you being here with us,' said Tommy. 'He thinks his own Mom is hot as well, so don't feel bad about it.' D remembered the phrase from her son.

'What's a MILF, then Tommy,' she replied, but Tommy had returned to sucking on a firm tit, and holding one of D's thighs wide apart. A finger slid into her cunt, and Ted was exploring the folds of flesh and the wetness inside D's body. God, what was happening, she thought. Suddenly Tommy instructed them all to get out from the car. The evening was slowly becoming dusk, the sun had almost gone, and now there was no-one else at all around the lake apart from the four of them.

'You can go in a minute or two Mrs Johnson, but we will want to see you again, won't we guys?' and they all nodded and leered at the almost naked woman as they got out of the car. 'We're having a party with all the team next Saturday at Lenny's house, and we want you to be there, Mrs Johnson. Mark is going. It will be fancy costume dress, so you can really get dressed up and look hot and sexy. You'd like that, wouldn't you, Mrs Johnson. We'll take Mark, so you can put on a disguise and nobody will know it's you. You could come as anything you liked.'

'Oh I don't know about that. It would be nice to get out for a social evening once in a while, but I have a family, and I...'

'Be there Mrs Johnson,' snapped Tommy. 'Otherwise you know we wouldn't like to have to tell on your...'

'OK, OK, I'll do my best, but just a party. Nothing else you understand...' But D saw the lecherous looks in their eyes again, and shivered.

'Sit on the car seat, bitch,' and Tommy held the car door open and indicated to D to sit on the edge of the back seat with her feet on the gravel outside. She was still naked from the waist up, her tits beautifully hard in the night air. He had called her a bitch, and D's submissive streak sent another shiver up her spine and she obeyed immediately. What was happening now? She could see Tommy's hand going to the zipper of his jeans. Oh My God, thought D.

'You've got us so excited, Mrs Johnson, that you just can't leave us like this, can you?' and as Tommy pulled his stunning cock from his pants, Ted and Lenny took the hint and also began to unzip themselves. D ashamedly couldn't take her eyes from the vibrant young length of hard meat that Tommy now stroked in his hand, and she knew very well what was coming. Tommy moved towards the gorgeous mother, until he was holding his hard penis only a few inches from D's pretty face.

'Suck me, bitch. You know you want to, don't you? I can see the look on your face, Mrs Johnson.'

'Are you sure you really need to do this, Tommy? I mean, what...' But she couldn't finish. She could see the other boys stroking their wonderful cocks in the open air, moving very close to her to watch Tommy hold the blonde head in his powerful hand. D knew that she was hooked, and as Tommy pulled her head towards him, she opened her mouth and let the high school boy push his superb penis between her lips. Thoughts of schoolboys fucking her mouth raced around D's head, thoughts of her son at home babysitting while she was sucking his buddies off in a deserted car park. And what was this MILF they all talked about?

'Just suck it, Mrs Johnson, and suck it good,' and Tommy pulled the blonde head right into his groin, D feeling almost the entire length going down her throat. D held the magnificent cock in her fingers and that feeling of power came over her again. She had sucked her husband hundreds of times and knew how to give the ultimate pleasure, but Tommy was new, he was young and vibrant and horny, and he was impatient. He started to thrust hard between D's lips, fucking her soft mouth as fast as he could. Ted and Lenny were jacking off in front of them and D by now was almost as excited as the boys as three young cocks were waving about near her face. 

Her hand went down between her legs, and she began to play with her cunt under the thong. Oh My God, she thought. She felt so ashamed at her actions, but at the same time she was so horny and erotically charged that she had made up her mind to give the guys the one thing they wanted...a climax!

Two of her fingers were deep in her cunt, and now D opened her throat as best she could to accommodate Tommy's thrusting cock. He was young and wouldn't take long, and very soon he just held his cock in her throat and wanked himself furiously while holding her blonde head. The first splash almost made D choke, as Tommy's young semen spurted into D's open mouth, but he kept firing his young, thick seed into her and D just swallowed and gulped as best she could, looking up into the gratified eyes of her aggressor. At long last, D was able to lick her lips, the taste of Tommy's cum vivid in her mouth, but as soon as he slipped out of D's mouth, Ted took over, grabbing the blonde hair and pulling her onto him.

Witnessing Tommy splash into D's throat had sent Ted and Lenny over the top and they couldn't hold on. Ted 'came' as soon as his cock was in D's mouth, and she took another splash of young semen down into her throat, swallowing easily, the young man groaning with pleasure and frustration at only lasting a few seconds. The same happened to Lenny...his hard, brown cock didn't even get as far as entering D's mouth, and his ejaculation happened a few inches from her face, sending his spunk firing into her face and hair. D's fingers were still in her cunt, getting soaked by her own juices, but now she had semen running down her face and in her hair.

'Christ you boys are bastards, aren't you?' she grinned at them. 'Look at the mess you've got me into.' The three boys stood and smiled as they caressed their spent cocks. They watched the gorgeous woman trying to clean her face and breasts, whilst doing up their own zippers, and they knew that there was no more time at present for anything else.

That was wonderful, Mrs Johnson,' said Tommy. 'You really are a MILF aren't you? That means Mother I'd Like to Fuck, Mrs Johnson, so now you can tell Mark that you know what a MILF is, can't you?' D looked flabbergasted at the explanation, but she put on her clothes and tried to get as clean as possible.

'Don't forget the game next week, Mrs Johnson. You'll be bringing Mark, won't you? And then the fancy dress party at Lenny's on the following Saturday. You've got to come to that as well.' They were orders, not requests, and D could tell by Tommy's voice that she really didn't have a choice. He went on.

'Now that we know you are going to be an obedient Mom for us, I think we'd like to see you at the game looking your sexiest, Mrs Johnson, wouldn't we guys?' Ted and Lenny nodded in total agreement and Tommy explained that he wanted to see D in heels, tight hot shorts, and a little bikini top that showed off her tits more than ever.

'No arguing, Mrs Johnson. Just come to the game like that, so that we can all see what a dirty, slutty Mom you are. Mark will love to see his Mom like that. Don't forget now,' and the three guys laughed and jumped back into their car. In a moment, D was on her own, still tasting cum in her mouth, and the thought of further blackmail whizzing round her head.

D didn't sleep that night!!

She was indeed a slave to Tommy and his friends, but more than anything, her own son Mark knew that she was regarded as a MILF!! He had tried to peak down her shirts, hadn't he, he had said that she looked beautiful on more than one occasion, and he was obviously party to comments made when his friends were around. She wondered whether Mark was enjoying the way D looked in her hot clothes...he was a developing young man, with normal tendencies, and he couldn't have failed to notice his mother's fine tits, and her tight ass in the shorts and tight skirts. D felt ashamed again at what she was starting to think...that her own son was having horny thoughts about her...No!! put them out of your mind, she thought, but there was no way now that D could ignore the way that Tommy was dominating her, and she just had to keep obeying him, and the others, ironically for the very sake of her son.

D spent the rest of the week in a sort of haze. Although she was being led along a very dangerous path, it had given her an excited feeling, knowing that her life was buzzing and vibrant again, not humdrum and boring. She was not just a housewife, at everyone's beck and call, a slave to the cooking and washing, and a taxi driver for the kids. Young men were lusting after her, people were admiring her fine body, and they actually had desires about doing dirty, unspeakable things to her. She was almost permanently damp in her panties, and now it was only natural for her to look sexy and smart, even around the house.

Mark was talking to her more and more, paying her more attention, and D found herself realising that he was no longer just a schoolboy, but a muscular young man who was taking more and more notice of her as an attractive woman and not just as his mom. She would often catch him admiring her figure as she bent down to look in the fridge, or stood at the sink washing, and this gave D an added incentive to look smart around the house...but to go to the game in a bikini top and hot shorts??? Oh my God, what would the others say again, but she had to do it, and she hoped her son would approve.

'Gee, Mom, you look fabulous, really beautiful,' was all Mark could say as he saw the outfit that D wore. It was the evening of the game, and of course, D was dressed as she'd been instructed, and Mark was waiting for his mom in the kitchen when she came down the stairs. His eyes were on stalks as he admired the stunning attire, and again it brought a nervous, warm glow to D. The little, blue denim shorts were skin tight to D's bottom, cut off just under the cheeks of her ass, so that when she bent over, her bottom almost slid into view. The bikini top was pink, to match her high heeled sandals, and her tits strained against the material, almost falling out of the cups, and the outfit left D's sexy tummy and belly button on view. She looked delectable, hot and fuckable. Was that what Mark was thinking??

'I thought you'd like the outfit, Mark,' D grinned, but she was surprised when her son moved behind her and put his arms around her waist to cuddle her. She felt his big hands on her bare tummy, his frame towering over her, and D knew that he would be able to look down over her shoulder to see those superb tits hanging out of the tiny pink top.

'The guys will love this outfit, Mom. You really are looking beautiful these days,' and he planted a kiss on his mom's cheek as he held her close to him, finding difficulty in letting her go. It was possibly because the sight of his mom had given Mark a stirring in his shorts, and this wasn't lost on D who could feel the bulge against her bottom. Quickly, she changed the subject and pulled away, shame suddenly overcoming her.

'Come on Mark, we'll be late for the game.' In the car, they laughed and joked, but Mark still kept glancing and admiring the stunning figure of his mom, and gave her a big kiss on the cheeks (and another look down her tits) as he ran off to the changing rooms. D took a deep breath to gather her nerve and waited for a few minutes before she got out of the car and went over to the pitch. She felt almost naked as she arrived at the side of the pitch and she knew that yet again, all eyes were upon her. 

She knew her ass was swaying erotically in the little shorts, and straight away, D was damp in her thong. She held her shoulders straight as she walked, and her tits pushed out in front of her like ripe melons. As the guys came out onto the field, D watched them ogling her body, and when they sat down in the dugout, they craned their necks to try and get a closer look at this sex-on-legs woman. Yes, she certainly was a MILF. D blushed as she thought that only a few days ago, she was allowing three of the team to maul and suck her tits and then jack off into her mouth and all over her face, and she knew she had to sit down before her legs gave way.

The fathers were smiling at her and admiring her body as D sat in the stand watching the game, and the itch in D's cunt was getting greater and greater. She enjoyed watching the team, and her mind turned to Mark and how fit and handsome and adult he looked down on the field. Again she blushed at her thoughts, and how she had felt Mark against her when he cuddled her at home...enough of this...D had to get up and walk round again, but it was so bad that she had to go and sit in the car for the last 10 minutes or so.

In the safety of the car, D ran her fingers down the front of her shorts and pressed hard against her vagina, her clit as hard as iron, with her juices oozing uncontrollably. The sight of Tommy and the others, and Mark, had made D rampant and she rubbed and stroked herself, holding her legs apart. She knew what she was doing to these young men and it was terrible but mind-blowing at the same time. She wished she had her little pocket vibrator with her, but she was still almost orgasmic when suddenly she saw Mark and the others leaving the changing rooms.

D quickly composed herself, but was still aching in her pussy as Mark reached the car with Tommy, Ted and a few other guys in the team.

'Great game, eh, Mrs Johnson,' smiled Tommy. 'You looked great again tonight. Don't forget the party at Lenny's next week, will you. Everybody is going and it's fancy costume dress, so be there.' As Mark slid in beside his Mom, he backed up Tommy's request.

'Yes, you'll be there won't you Mom? It's the end of season party and they all want you to come. Is Dad working?' They said goodnight to the guys and D drove out of the car park. She didn't know what to say to her son, and tried to fob it off.

'I'm too old for a fancy dress party, Mark, and anyway, I think your father's on night shift again. You go and have a good time, and tell me all about it the next day.'

'Rubbish, mom. You're not too old at all. I told you, you looked beautiful again tonight and all the guys said how hot you were looking and that they hoped you would be at the fancy dress party' Again, D tried to control a blush at her son's words, but in the state she was in, it also made her feel hot and horny.

'Why, what were they saying then, Mark?'

'Oh, all sorts of things. How hot you looked again tonight, how they'd like to date you and...you know, Mom,' and Mark smiled at his Mom, never being able to mention the actual words being spoken about her by his buddies. 'You've got to come to the party Mom, they'll keep on and on at me if you don't.'

'We'll see,' D answered, the thoughts of what might happen if she did, going round her brain!! She wanted to get to bed as quickly as possible when she got home, to get that huge vibrator inside her again to bring herself off at last, but not before she had a cold drink with her son in the kitchen. As she sipped the coke, Mark kissed her goodnight, but gave her another wonderful cuddle, his arms right round her gorgeous body and she felt him up close to her again. She smelt his fresh skin after the shower, his big hands on her tummy again and D's thoughts wandered to how safe and protected she felt, and how horny...no, no, no, never, never...she had to change her thoughts right now!!

I'm going to bed, Mark. It's school tomorrow, so don't stay up too long.' D pulled away from her son, gave him a smile and a peck on the cheek, and quickly made her way up the stairs. Next morning, after a second wonderful orgasm at the hands of her pink friend, D was back to cooking, washing and being a taxi to the kids. Mark had gone to school, and D was left to ponder 'The Party.' Tommy had told her to be there, Mark wanted her to go, but how was she going to play it? She mentioned it to her husband, who indeed was again on a night-shift, but he also encouraged D to go and have a good time, as it was only very rarely did she have the opportunity to go out and leave all thoughts of domestic worry behind her. D was unsure for a while.

With thoughts of recent events in her mind, D made sure her husband fucked her as often as possible, but she was never dominated and controlled as she wanted to be, and all too often, the sex was over almost before it began. Also, the bottom line had to be her son's little secret and the thought that Tommy would carry out his threat if she didn't appear at the party. But D also had that feeling in the pit of her stomach that said she wanted to go, that she was excited at being admired, that she could dress and flaunt herself without anyone knowing who she was, (as long as Tommy knew she was there, of course). D made up her mind to go, but wouldn't tell her son, and would wear a fancy dress that would hide her identity. A brilliant idea she thought, and she went to work on an outfit. She had to look hot but how, without giving the game away.

The following Saturday, by eight o'clock, the party was in full swing at Lenny's house. His parents had gone away for a few days, but they had a big house in a secluded street, with a huge garden and it was another hot evening, and the place was thronging with people. There was loud music thumping from the lounge, the patio doors were open and more people were outside as the BBQ smelled of delicious meats cooking, along with salads and lots of strawberries and other summer puddings for afters. Large amounts of alcohol were available, and people were eating, drinking and dancing and there was a wonderful, relaxed atmosphere.




Servicing the Team



Young couples were making out on the dance floor and groping each other both indoors and out in the warm night air in the backyard. Mark had been collected by his friends and was staying over at Lenny's for the night, and he had kept on and on at his Mom to come over to the party before he left.

'Come on Mom, you said you would come to the party, didn't you? It'll be great fun, and all the guys want to see you.' He kissed her cheek as he went out the door, but D had only said that she 'Might come over later,' and watched her son go off with his friends.

The costumes were fantastic, and some were really raunchy and hot, and the party was really rocking by 9 o'clock, everybody merry on the drink and the dancing. Tommy and the guys were chatting up the sexy young women, and even some of the parents had come along to try to rekindle their youth. As Tommy talked with a girl out on the lawn, a sexy looking woman sidled up to him, and whispered in his ear. She had long dark hair, and looked like one of those stunning Turkish belly dancers, but Christ, was she looking hot.

Tommy looked her up and down, admiring the firm figure in the almost naked costume, and couldn't place who this gorgeous, stunning woman was.

'It's me. If you mention my name, Tommy, I'll be gone, and you won't see me again. OK?' 

D's face was hidden completely by a black veil, with only eye holes letting her see out, but her eyes had black eyeliner and generous mascara on to make them shine seductively and beautifully. She had on a diaphanous pair of long pants, flimsy like net curtain, and elasticised at the waist and ankles, but they were so see-through that one could see her gorgeous legs all the way to her waist. Even more spectacular was the fact that D had only worn a little white thong, so that the cheeks of her luscious, tight bottom were on display to all the party goers under the see-through pants. To complete the Turkish dancer's outfit, D had on a tiny, half-cut black bra with hundreds of tiny sequins glittering in the evening sun, and 'tiny' was the right word, for her sumptuous tits spilled over the edge of the thin material as well as being pushed up high, and apart, by the firm wiring. The black wig covered D's blonde locks perfectly, and no-one would recognise her unless she spoke.

Tommy gulped deeply as he suddenly became aware of who he was speaking to. D whispered again.

'Don't you even dream about mentioning my name, Tommy. OK? We can all have a great evening as long as I remain just another friend. I need you to promise.'

'I promise, Mrs Jo...,' and he remembered himself immediately, and started again.

'You are our Turkish slut tonight, so you just behave yourself and BOTH our secrets will remain safe. It's a deal.' D had already got herself a drink on the way in, a large spirit with plenty of coke to give her Dutch courage, and she took a massive gulp to steady her nerves as she looked around. Tommy excused himself from the other girl and stood very close to D's back, sliding his hand around her waist, feeling her bare tummy.

'So, slut, you've realised that you're our MILF after all, haven't you, and I'm so glad you could come tonight,' he whispered. 'Have you still got the taste in your mouth from the other night? Lenny and Ted said you gave the best blow job they'd ever had, even if they didn't last very long, so we'll see what happens as the evening gets later.' D shivered at his words and the memory of being at the lake, as well as the huge hand on her bare skin.

Suddenly, D saw Ted and Mark come out of the house in their costumes, making their way towards her and Tommy, and she almost froze. They both had a can of beer and she knew that they both were half drunk already. This was the moment when her disguise would be tested. Ted had an ape's costume and Mark had come as the Jolly Green giant

'Hi guys,' introduced Tommy. 'This is Mark and Ted, and this is my Turkish slut. She doesn't speak, but she's got a hot ass. Turn round slut.' D smiled nervously at the two boys but didn't move, feeling more and more embarrassed under her protective veil and black wig. Tommy grabbed her shoulders and turned D right round.

'See what I mean. She really is hot ass, isn't she?' D could feel the two guys (including her own son!) drilling into her almost naked bottom, and then Tommy turned her around again, and she saw the two guys focus their attention on her wobbling, luscious tits above the sequined bra. D daren't speak but blushed at the way Mark was looking at her body in such a lustful way. Oh my God, would he recognise her, or was that just the lustful leer of a horny young man. D didn't know which one to hope for.

'Has your Mom arrived yet, Mark?' Ted asked in all innocence.

'Well, I haven't seen her yet, and she did say she might come later,' Mark replied. D breathed a sigh of relief. The disguise was good and she could carry on the subterfuge as long as she was careful. Ted and Mark went off to get another beer and then D felt Tommy at her back again.

'I'm going to dance with you, slut,' and his hand went down to D's bottom and began kneading her flesh through the thin material. 'You love it, don't you, showing off that sexy body of yours. Come on, inside and on the dance floor.' Tommy held D's hand and almost pulled her in through the doors where the music was deafening. The lights were not on and it was fairly dim now as the sun had almost disappeared, and Tommy grabbed the hot woman and started moving her around the living room floor to the heavy beat. His hands went behind her again and went straight on D's bottom, only this time he was pulling her onto his hard cock in his jeans. His fancy dress wasn't up to much, but D was able to admire the muscles bulging from his little singlet. She became wet straight away and put her arms round Tommy's awesome shoulders.

'Feel that cock, slut? Hard isn't it. Just for you that is, so I hope you're ready.'

'Now wait a minute, Tommy. We didn't say anything about that. Dancing and feeling my bottom is one thing, and even sucking you the other night, but inside my pants is another issue.'

'Now, now, my little slutty woman. We can't have you coming to the party and getting all the guys excited with your outfit, and then nothing, can we? We don't want Mark to know his Mom is here, showing off her big tits and her tight ass,' and Tommy pulled D's bottom into him again, her cunt feeling his big cock through her thin pants. 'So I think it would be a good idea if you just did as you were told, and gave that hot, little body up for whoever wants to admire and play with it. Understand, slut?'

Christ Tommy. Will you ever give up? You're a bastard, a real bastard,' but D grinned under the mask, the feeling of the hard cock rubbing against her through her thin clothes sending shivers through her body again. Christ, was she going to obey him again and, if she did, what was likely to happen? All around her, in the living room, couples were still groping one another, girls had their dresses round their asses while young men felt between their legs, and D knew full well that her evening had hardly begun.

Lenny, the host and handsome Afro-Caribbean boy who had splashed his hot cum over D's face at the lake, came across to the two dancers, his face painted like a Red Indian

'Christ, Tommy, where did you get her from? Can I have a dance with her? She's hot, isn't she?'

'Join in, Lenny, be my guest. This is the Turkish slut and she'll let anybody dance with her.' Tommy put D's arms up onto his shoulders and held them there, and Lenny joined in behind D. He ran his arms round her waist and played with her bare tummy and she was like meat in a sandwich. Two of Mark's friends were now squeezing her body and now their hands started to wander. D daren't shout, but did she really want to? No one knew who she was apart from Tommy, and all the guys were giving her the check up, ogling her fantastic body that shimmered under her see through pants. The butterflies tickled in her tummy, and the closeness of the two guys was really making D hot.

Lenny suddenly 'twanged' the elastic at D's waist, and then he did it again. The little thong was the only thing separating D from being naked under her pants, and she knew there was no way she could handle Lenny and Tommy together if Lenny chose to run his hand under the waist band of the long trousers. D shivered and her cunt oozed more juices. Tommy pulled her close to him again and then slipped the straps of her bra down each shoulder. As he did, Lenny slipped his hands under each bra cup from behind and just held and lifted the heavy breasts.

'Christ, Tommy, these tits are fabulous aren't they? She really is a hot piece of woman.'

'I know. Feel down her pants Lenny, to see if she's really hot.' Tommy held D's arms still on his shoulders, like a vice, and watched as Lenny slid a hand down the inside of the elastic until he was able to slip inside D's thong. D's legs almost buckled at the touch of the young man on her raging cunt, his fingers rubbing between her wet lips which slid open easily. God...this was fantastic, and she didn't try to escape. Suddenly, D saw the Jolly Green giant dancing in the crowd with a young girl, and D nearly froze again. She turned away and crushed her head into Tommy's chest, trying to avoid any gazes that might come from her son.

She needn't have worried because Mark was obviously enjoying his partner, as he was snogging with her deeply while reaching to run his hand under the hem of her little dress.

Lenny continued to play with D's wet cunt, and now Tommy slipped his fingers inside the bra cup to rub D's nipple roughly...so roughly that D was ecstatic with the excitement of the touch.

'Christ, you two, you're turning me on,' D started. 'Let me go, please,' but she kept her feet apart, and didn't try to stop either man from playing with her.

'She wants it, Tommy,' grinned Lenny. 'Let's take her upstairs, so she can relax in the bedroom.'

'No, no,' objected D. 'I can't go anywh...' D had forgotten about not speaking, and just for a moment, Lenny gave a quizzical look to his buddy, as if asking if he knew the voice, but nothing more was said.

'Upstairs, slut. It's either upstairs or we'll do you here in front of all these guests. Which do you want?' Tommy didn't wait for an answer, and began to lead the way, both men holding D's hands as they left the room. Very shortly, D was in one of the large bedrooms in Lenny's house. Only the light from the moon through the open window lit up the scene. The double bed was huge, the carpet was thick and luxurious, and there were only a couple of soft, easy chairs in the room...obviously the 'spare' room.

The boys held the black haired mother by the hands still, but began to maul her body again.

'Look guys, this is ridiculous, I know what you want, but it would be awful and you'd feel so ashamed, wouldn't you?' Lenny heard the voice again and knew straight away who it belonged to.

'Christ, Mrs Johnson, it's you. Tommy, did you know?'

'Yes, he knew Lenny, and now you know, and I'm leaving if you mention it to another soul. Understand?' and D looked at the two boys for confirmation. Tommy's hands went straight to D's bra and mauled the luscious flesh, and then his hand unclipped the garment, and he slipped it off, slinging it to the floor. D's tits looked harder than ever, the nipples ripe and pointing and Tommy went straight to one and began licking and sucking again. D was really wet by now, her little thong soaking, and she just stroked the blonde mop as Tommy bent to her chest.

She was resigned now to letting events take their course, but she was horny and wet, her cunt throbbing. Lenny was behind her as well, running his hand into the band of the trousers and straight under D's thong again. D no longer spoke, she didn't want to speak and was just content to let the boys explore her body. Her cunt was open and on fire as Lenny slid his fingers inside her. Then Tommy reached down and started to pull the trousers down D's legs so that she was naked apart from her thong.

'No, no, you mustn't...' but it was only a token protest, and D just let her trousers go right down to her ankles and then let Tommy slip them over her heels. He knelt in front of D and went right to her pussy with his tongue, and D let out that tell tale groan from the back of her throat.

'God, that's wonderrrrrrrr...' and again she couldn't finish. These two guys from the team were getting her higher and higher, and she was powerless to stop them easing her body backwards onto the edge of the bed. As she sat down, Tommy pushed open D's thighs and began to lick her cunt once more, slurp, slurp, and Lenny knelt at her head and bent to take a hot breast into his mouth. D lay her head backwards onto the bed, closed her eyes and let the fabulous feelings wash over her. A fortnight ago, she was a little housewife, running errands for all the kids, never dreaming of moments like these. Now she was giving up her body to young men, letting them lick her and completely dominate her body.

The veil still covered D's face, and the black wig held firmly onto her scalp, and there was no way she was going to take these off. Just then two more heads looked round the darkened room from the door. It was Ted and another guy from the team and as soon as they saw their buddies enjoying a naked woman, they came in and clambered round the bed.

'Christ, Tommy, she looks a hot bitch. Are you going to fuck her? asked Ted.

'She wants me to, don't you slut?' and Tommy lifted his head and smiled up at his slave. D didn't answer, she was determined that her identity remained a mystery, but she also didn't want to stop the wonderful feelings between her legs. She was hot, she was horny, her clit was raging from Tommy's licking, and she had seen at least two of these young cocks previously and now couldn't resist. D saw Tommy and Lenny both unzip their costumes, and get out those handsome cocks. She almost whimpered at the young strength of the weapons, and then D grabbed Lenny's tool in her hand and began to gently stroke him.

'Hold her shoulders, Lenny. We don't want her protesting too much, do we,' laughed Tommy as he lifted D's luscious thighs and held them against his shoulders. He moved forward and D reached down to take his cock in her other hand. Oh my God, this was it. For the first time in her married life, she was going to get another cock up inside her! She now had a wonderful, young cock in each hand and she was about to get one of them entering her cunt. D held her breath with so much excitement and expectancy.

'Go on, Tommy, give it to her real good,' encouraged Lenny, and Tommy plunged his cock into the soaking cunt.

'Aghhhhh, ummmmmm,' was all that D could moan in appreciation.

Ted turned to his mate... 'Go and get the others, they won't want to miss this hot skirt getting fucked by Tommy.' Bad thoughts passed straight over D but she thought only of the wonderful cock inside her, and Lenny's cock that she continued to stroke. Soon the occasion overcame Lenny, and the soft strokes from D's practiced hand sent him to the pinnacle. His cum fired out, over D's chest and down her hand and arm, and Lenny groaned in frustration. Meanwhile, Tommy held the delicious thighs and his strong body went back and forth as he began to fuck the stunning woman.

'Is she good, Tommy? Is her cunt really hot?' and Ted got closer and took his cock out into the air and began to stroke it to a standing position. Lenny had finished wanking himself as his cum settled on D's body, and Ted moved closer to lick and nibble at her hard nipples. She moaned and whimpered as the big, virile cock sawed in and out of her, and then she saw at least 4 more guys enter the bedroom...Christ, this is getting out of hand she thought, but Tommy's big cock thrusting up into her welcoming cunt soon brought D's mind back to the obvious. The room was still nearly in darkness, but suddenly, D's heart almost missed a beat as she could make out the costume of one of the 7 or 8 guys round and on the bed, watching her performance. The Jolly Green giant was there, stroking his costume and ogling the naked woman.

No, no, no...oh my God, thought D. My own son has come into the room and is watching me being fucked by one of his team mates. Christ, this can't happen, this cannot be true, it's all a dream, but she couldn't move, she was in up to her neck, and the fuck she was getting was ohhhhhhhhhhhh...so good! Did they just want to watch Tommy or... D's question was soon answered.

'Let me get her Tommy, you can have another go later,' and Ted's cock was as hard as it was going to get. Tommy smiled down at the veil and slid out, his cock covered in juices and still rampant. Ted climbed into his place and he too went into D like a knife through butter. 

'Ummmmmm' groaned D, as silently as possible, and again her legs were lifted up to rest on Ted's shoulders. Christ, she thought, they all want to fuck me, they want to gang bang me!! And my son????????? Will he want to do me????????? D lay back, closed her eyes again and tried to take her mind off the possibilities by enjoying the thickness of Ted's cock stretching her cunt.

One by one, all the guys in the room sat or knelt on the edge of the huge bed, trying to grab a piece of the gorgeous flesh that Ted was fucking. With D's legs against Ted's shoulders, the others were able to run their hands up her thighs, touching her ass and playing with her tits that shook as Ted thrust into her.

'Ummmm, ughh, arrrrrr,' D moaned as Ted's lengthy cock opened her body wide with each penetration. This inspired the young baseball player and he only could last another few strokes before his last lunge between the shapely thighs brought D her first feeling of ejaculation right into her cunt. Ted's young sperm fired out of his cock and D could see his eyes almost crossing as his body went into remote control. D smiled to herself at the power of her body over these young guys, and Ted slipped out, his first real fuck a fantastic success. Two of the boys moved D's body up the bed so that she was completely flat on her back now, but the numerous hands were still mauling her all over, some at her cunt feeling the wet juices seeping out, and some at her tits, pinching the flesh and pulling on the hard nipples.

Oh my God! Mark's hand was even playing with his mother, running up and down her thigh as he stroked his young cock. Like all the other guys, he had cast embarrassment to the wind, and taken out his cock as he watched Tommy and then Ted fuck the wonderful vision with the stunning body. As the boys egged each other on, they all wanted to feel as much of D as they could, and Mark was just as insatiable as the rest. D shivered and breathed in deeply as she watched her son lusting over her body.

'Turn her over, guys,' called Tommy. 'Onto her knees. Kneel up, slut.' Tommy spoke to the veil. D was at fever pitch now. She had taken two cocks up inside her already, had cum fired onto her body and up her cunt, and no amount of shame could overcome the lust she now felt. D had thought about this sort of thing happening, and put it to the back of her mind on many occasions, but she wasn't about to protest any further as her cunt was raging and in need of satisfaction. Even the touch of her son on her thighs and bottom had sent little quivers of red hot fire through her loins, and when the boys helped her to get over onto her knees, D couldn't wait to obey.

Tommy had ordered this for a purpose, as he was already sitting at D's head with his cock in his hand. He held the black wig, pulling D's head gently forward, and slid his cock under her veil. He wasn't going to show D's face, but she knew what he wanted...another good blow job. D held Tommy's wet, rampant cock in her fingers and slid her mouth over the end. Down he went into her throat and she proceeded to suck him just as beautifully as she had in the car at the lake. Tommy was in full rhythm now, in out, in out, and D was an expert.