Mom had always been a flirt, but that night the line vanished completely. Jake, my eighteen-year-old son, brought his friend Marcus home after the game. Marcus was tall, dark, broad-shouldered, the kind of guy who filled a doorway. I poured them beers and one for myself, wearing nothing but a thin tank top and shorts that barely covered my ass. The air got thick fast.
Jake started it, cracking jokes about how I still looked hot enough to fuck. Marcus laughed low and deep, eyes locked on my nipples pushing through the cotton. I didnt stop them when Jakes hand slid up my thigh under the table. Instead I spread my legs wider so his fingers could find how wet I already was.
Fuck, Moms dripping, Jake said, voice rough. Marcus stood up, came around, and pulled my tank top down.
My tits spilled out and he sucked one hard nipple into his mouth while Jake shoved two fingers inside me. I moaned loud, grinding on my sons hand while his black friend bit and sucked my other breast.
We didnt make it to the bedroom. I ended up on the kitchen table, shorts ripped off, legs spread wide. Jake dropped his pants first and shoved his cock straight into me, fucking me hard while Marcus watched and stroked his thick black dick. It was bigger than Jakes, veined, heavy. I reached for it, wrapped my hand around it, and started jerking him while my son pounded my pussy.
Switch, Jake grunted after a few minutes. He pulled out and Marcus took his place. That thick black cock stretched me open in one slow thrust. I cried out, back arching, tits bouncing as Marcus fucked me deep and steady. Jake moved to my head, fed me his cock, and I sucked him while getting railed by his friend. Spit ran down my chin. My pussy clenched around Marcus every time Jake hit the back of my throat.
They flipped me onto all fours. Marcus took my mouth this time, pushing that fat cock between my lips until my nose pressed against his abs. Jake slammed back into my cunt from behind, slapping my ass red. The wet sounds filled the kitchenskin on skin, slurping, my muffled moans around Marcuss dick. I came hard, shaking, pussy pulsing around my sons cock while I gagged on his friend.
They didnt stop. Marcus pulled out of my mouth and lay on the table. I climbed on, sinking down on that massive black cock until my ass touched his thighs. Jake got behind me, spread my cheeks, and worked his cock into my asshole. Double penetration, both holes filled at once. I screamed, full, stretched, dripping down Marcuss balls. They fucked me in rhythm, Jake in my ass, Marcus in my pussy, hands gripping my hips and tits.
Sweat slicked our bodies. I came again, harder, squirting around Marcus while Jake kept pounding my ass. When they were close, I dropped to my knees. They stood over me, stroking. Marcus came first, thick ropes across my face and tits. Jake followed, adding his load to my open mouth and cheeks. I licked what I could reach, swallowing, rubbing the rest into my skin.
Afterward we stayed tangled on the floor, breathing hard. Jake kissed my neck. Marcuss hand stayed between my legs, fingers lazily circling my swollen clit. Round two started when Marcus got hard again and slid back inside me while Jake watched and stroked, already planning how hed take my ass next.
