Mother's day off (Rick_S and g.stevens11)

It started a while ago when Rick walked in on something where he got to see a little bit more of his mother than a son should. Strangely though he did not feel disturbed or embarrassed about it, but much to his own surprise found himself getting aroused. Matters got worse ever since and almost everything she does started affect him more than he believed possible and he finds himself unable to not look at her legs whenever she wears something short, ogle her ass when she walks away or try catch a glimpse at her bust when she bends forward.

Thanks to their relation as mother and son living in a shared household he does not lack on opportunity to see a lot of her. In fact, he often cannot resist the impulse to step in on her during the worst moments; having to ask her about some misplaced things when she steps out of the shower just so he can see her wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around her otherwise nude body or get up early in hopes of seeing her strut around the kitchen while still dressed in a skimpy gown.

More than once has he wondered what would happen if he simply grabbed her during one of those occasions, held her down and punched his throbbing arousal inside her cleft. Then he remembered it is his mother he is thinking about and how it is wrong to fantasize about fucking her or worse, raise his hand to take her by force. It is a very confusing time for the young man. What do teenagers do when they are confused? They confided in their friends. Of course, doing so opened him to all kinds of motherfucker jokes.

Jokes and a little bit of hazing, on the other hand, were something Rick knew how to deal with. He was a jock after all and not lacking on youthful confidence. They anyway subsided quick and the topic of discussion among him and his friends shifted to his mothers body. It was really no big surprise to him to hear how his friends shared his assessment of the woman together with boastful bragging how if they would be in a home alone with her she might find it hard to walk the next day.

All of it mattered little today. It was Thursday afternoon and Rick and his clique had the grand idea to skip school on Friday to have an extended weekend. So far he is convinced they that his mother is at work that day, leaving the house empty for them. Him and his four friends together they are usually bad news. Individually there is a limit to their impertinence, ho far they will go and what they will do. Together as a group these limits quickly disappear as neither of them wants to be the first to back off and all of them want to show off in front of the other, inevitably egging each other on to cross lines none of them likely would by themselves.

"So," See you guys tomorrow." Rick tells Grayson. Grayson is known as Rick's partner in crime. They are both jocks of fairly similar athletic build and frequently play sports together. Grayson is blond, Rick's hair is brown and he is a little bit taller but beyond that they both are very much alike. "Where is it again you said we meet?" Max asks. Max is the stockiest of the group and also the most muscular. If anyone would peg one of them as bully, that title would like go to Max.

"He said at the grocery store at the corner." Zachary, or short Zach, answers. The leanest of the group he is somewhat the brains of the operation and the closest to what could pass as a nerd. That is to say, not really nerd material but a real whiz with computers. Finally, there is Nolan. Nolan is the only one of the group who doesn't regularly play football with them. Mostly because his sport of choice is hockey and he has all the buried aggression of a real hockey player to go with that sports. "Seriously, I am still waiting for the day where you going remember a single thing, Max."

The exchange with his friends delays Rick some, causing him arrive home roughly half an hour later than usual. Now, as a jock, he naturally needed a car and even if it is only a run down beater. That's possibly the one thing he worked hard for and thus no longer requires a parent to drive him. His mom might care about this causing him to arrive late at times, but he doesn't. He has entered a petulant teenage stage where just general doesn't give a damn about what his parents tell him and at times openly defied them. So, when he does finally arrive at the home he does as usual; drop the bag right next to the door, hang up his jacket and head straight for the kitchen before saying anything to grab himself a soda.

Brooke was having a rough week. Her boss had been hounding her for weeks about reports that she'd already turned in. But for some reason nothing she ever did satisfied him. She really just needed some time off to relax and take care of her own needs. So she planned on staying home friday. She had the vacation time, so there was no issue on that front. All she had to do was take a nice day off and relax. Especially since her son and his friends wouldn't be there to ask for snacks or anything else.

That evening Brooke prepared dinner for her son and husband. Busy cooking, she sighed. Eagerly awaiting the next day when she could relax around the house and take care of some things she really needed to do. Like laundry. That afternoon after work, Brooke had purchased herself a bar of chocolate and a bottle of wine for the next day.

She finished cooking and called her husband and son for dinner. Putting everything out on their massive and somewhat unnecessary dinner table, she sighed. "How was everyone's day?" She asked the two when they arrived.

Rick would have plenty of stuff to do, like go upstairs and play x-box or watch television. For some reason he decides staying downstairs and watching his mother is a better suited entertainment for the evening. There is something to be said about watching the woman slave away in the kitchen and maybe even work up some sweat. It's not like he has to wait long until dinner is served anyway.

His defiance goes only so far and he joins his parents at the table once food is served., but the question initially only gets a shrug. It is but on a second thought he cares to answer. "Good. We got this new substitute teacher. She is roughly your age, mom. Kind of sexy too. Enough anyway to have some of us distracted. Always wondered about that. You know, a teacher standing in front of class, if she actually notices when some of the boys are more interested in her than what she is saying."

It's a genuine concern of his since he also wonders how likely it is for his own mother to notice how he is looking at her at times. Beyond that he really doesn't have anything to say nor does he make a remark about dinner - merely gobbles it down and leaves answering as well as coming up with any other topic to his parents.

It was all Brooke could do most days to get a normal dinner with her family. Her son never wanted to eat with his parents anymore. He just wanted to play video games and be an obnoxious teenager. Her husband was too busy with work most of the time to really care about he needs. he rarely made love to her anymore. Especially since he'd been busy chasing after some promotion. She sighed, resolved to this life that she was not very satisfied with.

"Rick!!!" Brooke gasped in shock. "That woman is one of you teachers. You need to treat her with dignity and respect. " She was irritated with him. Especially at the insinuation that she was what his friends would call a "milf". Brooke hated the way those boys looked at her sometimes. But at the same time she felt flattered.

Brooke sighed as Rick got up. her husband soon left as well. Leaving just her, still eating. Brooke sighed and ate the rest of her dinner before cleaning up. When she was done with the dishes she went to her room and turned on the tv. Changing into a sexy nightgown in the hopes that her husband would want to have sex. But by midnight, he was still in his office. so she sighed and went to bed. Not bothering to change out of her sexy lingerie.

g.stevens11 said:

It was all Brooke could do most days to get a normal dinner with her family. Her son never wanted to eat with his parents anymore. He just wanted to play video games and be an obnoxious teenager. Her husband was too busy with work most of the time to really care about he needs. he rarely made love to her anymore. Especially since he'd been busy chasing after some promotion. She sighed, resolved to this life that she was not very satisfied with.

"Rick!!!" Brooke gasped in shock. "That woman is one of you teachers. You need to treat her with dignity and respect. " She was irritated with him. Especially at the insinuation that she was what his friends would call a "milf". Brooke hated the way those boys looked at her sometimes. But at the same time she felt flattered.

Brooke sighed as Rick got up. her husband soon left as well. Leaving just her, still eating. Brooke sighed and ate the rest of her dinner before cleaning up. When she was done with the dishes she went to her room and turned on the tv. Changing into a sexy nightgown in the hopes that her husband would want to have sex. But by midnight, he was still in his office. so she sighed and went to bed. Not bothering to change out of her sexy lingerie.

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"Substitute teacher," Rick replied as if that made her deserving any less of her students respect. What he did get was his answer. So, she does notice, he thought upon his mothers outburst; at the very least chances are she bites his friends looks if not his.

Brooke's husband may not notice when she lounges on the couch in a sexy nightgown. Rick anyway might get an eyeful when he comes back down later in the night to grab himself a soda before turning in for the night. It's all he can think about when laying down in his bed.

It is ironic in a way how the woman downstairs hopes she gets noticed and fucked while her son upstairs would love nothing more than take her right then and there on the living room couch.

Rick has a lot to think and fantasize about that night, which may be the very reason he has a hard time crawling out of bed the next day. What a day too to run late. If he'd be planning to go to school he wouldn't care, but his friends waiting at the grocery store for him he does care about, lest they think he changed his mind and take off again.

Also, he doesn't want his mother getting suspicious about him going to school like total. So, he is quite in a hurry this morning, slips into whatever cloths strewn about. - the uses jeans and shirt - and plans to grab but a quick snack and orange juice in the way out.

Brooke awoke the next morning, still wearing her sexy night gown. Sighing, she got up and made Rick and her husband lunch. Sending it with each man as they left. Neither really giving her any attention as they left, but Brooke didn't care. Today was her day. She had today off to lounge and take care of herself.

Once the boys had left, she went and hopped in the shower, cleaning herself off and trimming the landing strip right above her underfucked pussy. Sighing at the lack of stimulation it had been receiving, she finished showing and got out. Only to realize that she had no clean cloths aside from lingerie. Which she hadn't used much these days.

"Well this will have to do." She said to herself, putting on a sexy babydoll and lace thong panties. She went and took her husbands clothes and began to wash them. Popping open her bottle of moscato and sipping on it. Humming to herself and smiling as she did her housework.

Once she was done with her husbands laundry, she folded what needed to be folded. Then ironing what was left. Once done, she did Rick's laundry. Before finally getting around to her own. By the time that she threw her load of laundry into the washing machine, she was feeling tired thanks to the wine she'd been sipping.

So Brooke went and laid down on the couch. Quickly falling asleep thanks to the wine in her system.

Rick almost forgot about lunch but figures in the last possible moment that rushing off without one could again create suspicion, which is still the last thing he wants. It's not like he doesn't pay attention to his mother, he does, just not when she is looking. Her standing there in a skimpy nightgown does catch his attention and when she is buys dealing with her husband he cannot help but check out her bare legs. For a moment he even finds himself fantasize to wait until his dad is out the house, then turn around to come back and rape his mother right there in the kitchen.

But his friends are waiting and he makes himself off. All those thoughts about taking advantage of his mom are forgotten for the moment when they meet up at
the grocery store; the picture of her scantly dressed body though stays with him. Between picking up drinks, choosing snacks and goofing off a considerable time passes. There is five of them and whenever they are together time just flies.

It inevitably gives Brooke more than enough time to deal with the laundry, relax with her wine and make sure the boys are in for a special treat when they do finally make it back to the house by finding her asleep on the couch. Rick does not expect for his mother to be home still and the last thing he expects is find her lay on the couch in the living room.

Fortunately the living room isn't far from the entrance, so he notices her fairly quick after entering which prevents him from making a lot of noise what he otherwise would have. The rest of them fall silent too when seeing Rick stop short after a few steps and simply stand there. Rick simply froze when seeing his mother. Initially that is because of the shock of her still being at home, but when his eyes fall upon her bare feet and nude legs his feelings quickly change and he is getting excited by the view.

He isn't the only one. Grayson follows inside and exclaims, "holy shit. You didn't tell us that it is going to be this kind of party," he exclaims jokingly but the tremble in his voice betrays his true feelings; he doesn't need to say it to convey how part of him hopes it turns exactly into this kind of party where a middle-aged woman like Rick's mom ends up being taken advantage of by five horny studs.

With kids these days it just is a question of time until a cellphone comes out whenever they see something interesting. Zach definitely finds the view interesting and his cellphone is out to take a picture or two. What is happening here is that one of them starts to cross the line and once that happens another usually follows suit. Now, in this case, it is Brooke's own son, Rick, who starts walking again to crouch down near the end of the couch where the woman's head is.

Brooke is an attractive woman with exotic features and a tan and tight body fit to even give younger guys wet dreams, wearing lingerie leaving most of her legs bare and showing much of the bust of her large breasts, but she is also a wife and mother and of all people it should not be her own son who pulls a strap of the babydoll from her shoulder and slide a hand beneath the fabric to touch the soft flesh of her breast.

"Wait," Rick says as he very slowly and very carefully attempts free one of his mothers full tits from the skimpy babydoll. "How about you take a picture of that." Max, of course, can't let Rick become the most daring of the bunch. So, he steps around to the other side. "Don't be such a selfish mother-fucker, you get to touch I hope so do we." It's not like he is really asking for permission because he already places his fingers to the bare of her skin, slowly running them to her knees and then tries squeeze them between her legs to tease them against the sensitive inside of her thighs.

Brooke was fast asleep when her son and his friends returned to the house. The bottle of wine sat on the coffee table by the couch. So the boys would be able to see just what it was that had put her in the stupor she was currently in. Brooke was so out of it thanks to the wine and her own recent exhaustion, that she was completely unaware that the boys were looking at her body with lust.

Because of her almost drunken state, Brooke was experiencing a dream as the boys began to play with her tired body. She moaned a "mmmmm" her her son pulled a strap of her babydoll away and began to manhandle her tit. In her mind, Brooke was imagining an Adonis like god of a man grabbing it. Instead of the son who actually was grabbing her large and milky breast.

"mmmm mmm mmmmmmmm. Oh YES!" The sleeping milf moaned as she was touched and prodded by the horny boys. "You literally are a god. Please take out that cock and show me what a god uses to make women shake in pleasure."

Brooke was moaning harder and louder as Max began to grab her tits and fondle her body. "touch me baby." She moaned in her dream. "Why don't you suck on my breasts for a little while. My nipples really need to feel your hard tongue against them."

Having no idea that she was really being groped and molested by the teens, Brooke moaned louder and harder. Eager for her virtual Adonis to pleasure her.

The boys have no means of knowing the specifics of the woman's dreams. What they do know though is what it does to her and how it makes her body respond and that is all they need to know. "Wow," Nolan says who for now only stands there and watches, "she really needs it bad. It's so sad how a woman who looks like her lives with two guys and probably hasn't been fucked in a while."

For once Rick actually listens to his mother and when she begs for somebody to suck on her tit his lips descend upon it for him to flick his tongue around her nipple and do just this. He slides his hand inside her babydoll deeper so he grope her second breast and use his hand to fondle one while using his mouth to kiss the other.

Max continues to focus his attentions on her long legs, running his fingers along the inside of her thighs. He wants her to part them and flash him and the rest of the boys with her thong. Odds are thanks to the dream and Max's attention those legs should be falling open fairly easily, revealing how little the woman wears beneath. "Dude, it's like she was waiting for someone to come fuck her. What you think, the mailman? Some kids collecting for a charity? Certainly not your dad, he is at work."

"Did any of you geniuses think about what we going to do when she wakes up?" Zach asks. Grayson shrugs in response. "I don't know, gang-rape her." Again he attempts make it sound like a joke, but then there is this awkward pause suggesting that this is exactly what they all are thinking. "Too bad Rick is just a chicken-shit," Max remarks while pulling her thong to the side to expose her cunt. "He'd have any balls he'd already done her." Max adds, sucks on two of his fingers and uses them to tease the woman by running them along the outside of her vulnerable slit.

"But even with four of us here and knowing he'd really would want to, he still is too afraid." Max continues provoke his friend. Rick has thought about it, but it's true societies norms kept reminding him just how wrong this would be. Now he has peer pressure driving him the other way and when he stops kissing his mothers breast for a moment both his voice and expression seem hard enough. "I am not afraid, you stupid asshole. You know what, she wakes up feel free to let go of her and you all watch me. Hope you don't min sloppy seconds."

"Mmmmmm!!! That's it baby." Brooke moaned to her dream of Adonis. "Suck on my breasts and please me!!" Her virtual man was giving her exactly what she wanted. But what she didn't know, was that she was presently being molested by a horde of horny teenagers who were debating about who would fuck her if she woke up.

As Max moved her thong to the side to expose her dripping wet and hungry cunt, Brooke moaned hard and loudly. "play with me baby!!!" She moaned to her virtual lover, not realizing it was a teen who was touching the lips to her pussy. "I can't wait to feel your big cock inside of me!!!"

The stimulation from the boys was beginning to slowly wake Brooke up. Her eyes began to open just a little. Though she was far from fully conscious. She didn't know what was going on, but she was beginning to take notice of the mob of boys around her.

"Mmmm....what!?!?!?!" The dark haired milk moaned as she began to come to.

That, right then, is where the boys cross the line of no return. Whatever she imagines to happen in the dream, in reality she is laying there in a skimpy nightgown, about to be raped and she responds by moaning loudly. When Rick, her own son, removed his lips from her breasts everyone could easily see how aroused she was by the state of her nipples. Now Max pulls her thong aside to find her cunt sopping wet.

They stop provoking Rick as all the boys attention return to the woman. The damage is done anyway. Never before did Rick want to fuck his mom as bad as this moment. Making matters worse is that now he also feels the need to proof himself in front of his friends. Brooke is in for a rough awakening and even before she stirs her son has started to take off his shirt and pull his pants down.

"Yup, she is about to feel a big cock inside of her," observes Grayson. Rick is big, he is rock hard for the woman and judging by his expression determined to take her mercilessly. It's hard to tell if Rick had some sort of plan or simply panics when his mother comes to, but her vision gets blocked fairly quick by his head when he leans forward to press his lips to hers.

The rest of the gang gladly gives them room and steps aside to watch how Rick grabs Brooke's hair to hold her head in place, plants his mouth to hers and makes his tongue punch forward to kiss her deep. What might be more disconcerting for the woman is that he attempts press one of his legs between hers and inevitably makes her aware of three circumstances which may be unnerving enough: her son is about to pin her by climbing on top of her, he is naked and his large dick is fully erect, quivering in anticipation for her vulnerable body.

The pressure of her son's body on top of her's was enough to awaken Brooke from her slumber completely. As she woke up, she was shocked to find that there was a man on top of her molesting her body. But rather than being the adonis she had dreamt of, it was her own son. His massive cock pressing against her scantily clad body. She looked with surprise at the way he was looking at her and his lips pressed to hers.

When the kiss ended, she gasped in shock. "What on earth is going on?" Brooke said. Trying to push her son off. She noticed the other hungry eyes looking at her. All tough looking teens who had focused expressions and massive bulges in their pants. Brooke knew what was about to happen just from their expressions.

"This is sick." She said to Rick as she felt his rod poke her. "You all better give me one good reason why I shouldn't just call the cops now and have you all locked away for assault."

But there was something about the boys that made her moan. All were built like her dream of Adonis. Their muscles were hard. The bulges looked...delicious. She couldn't help but wonder how their cocks felt. Especially since she had been under fucked recently.

Something in her mind clicked. She began to wonder if it would really be such a bad thing if she let herself get fucked by these boys? It was more then her husband had been willing to do. But she needed to control things. to make sue she didn't wide up being used as a cum dumpster by these boys.

"I'll tell you what." She said. Biting her lip as she looked over the muscular hung boys. "why don't you boys take my clothes off and we can discuss...maybe letting you all have a little fun. But you're going to have to stop when I say to. or I swear to god I'll have you all locked up. Including you, Rick."