Sleepover

Sleepover
By Miss Anonna

“Mom!” Hollered Seth as I was laying in the bathtub, soaking up the fresh salts I had just bought earlier. “Can Jesse spend the night?” He crept into the bathroom with a big grin on his face and sat at the edge of the tub. “Pleeeeeeeeeeze?” He begged and held his hands up as if he were praying to the Heavens to make it happen. “We want to watch this scary movie that’s on Showtime and it’s supposed to be awesome.

“I thought you were hanging out at work after he got off.” I bellowed and sat up just enough to let my nipples bob in and out of the water and lay my head back against the cold porcelain. “What am I supposed to do? I was going to pig out on ice cream and watch Lifetime.” I noticed Seth was only half listening as my eyes were closed and when I peeked out of my right eye my own 17 year old son was staring at my breasts as if he had never seen them before. 

Seth had been in the bathroom many times while I was relaxing but he was getting older and more and more curious. We had sex talks here and there but as a single mother I just didn’t always know what to say. He walks around the house in his boxers and nothing seems to bother him at all but I did teach him that the body is something beautiful and should not be coveted. Unable to practice what I teach, I caught him the other day masturbating in his room and found myself watching him in awe. I had chalked it up to the love a mother has for a son and the realization that he is becoming a man, not to mention he was built like his father, muscular and well endowed.

“Ice cream! Awesome!” He shouted as he raised his hands into the air. “You can watch it with us if you want.” He stated. “Besides, Jesse loves you and you know that. You’re like the coolest mom ever! Hey! Let’s do a scary night sleepover like we used to do when I was younger.”

“Don’t you think you’re a little old for that. I’m not sure I want to hang around some 17 year olds popping boners all over the place.” I said sternly. Seth broke out into a hysteria of laughter and moments later I had to join him because it sounded so ridiculous, but I was serious. I also think Jesse had a crush on me by the way he gives me those Eddie Haskel smiles and I’ve caught him checking out my ass several times, but he was like another son to me as he and Seth have known each other for years and still remained friends even after they found out I snuck out once or twice with Jesse’s father who was quite a stud back then and knew what he was doing when it came to pleasing a woman.

“Don’t be ridiculous, Mom, it will be just like the old days.” He said with a smug look on his face that no Mother can resist. He obviously treasured his upbringing and how could I possible deny him a repeat. I should have listened to my instincts that evening instead of falling into the “Good ol’ days” feeling that I did because we got out the blankets, put them on the floor, broke out the ice cream and watched our scary movie.

I don’t know how many times I grabbed my son or Jesse because I was so frightened and I know at least one time when I grabbed onto Jesse and his hand went right onto my breast which wasn’t good because, like a fool, I had put on my long tee shirt and undies and that was it! I wasn’t thinking, I suppose, when I lay down with the boys that I was a middle aged, attractive, well endowed woman constantly grabbing onto these two young horny boys. Several times I remember something bumping my leg or one of the boys coping a quick feel but honestly, I thought I was just being paranoid at the time because there was a moment when I was tickling my son and I distinctly felt his cock rub against my hand and it was solid like a rock and I couldn’t shake the weird feeling I had at the moment somewhere between disgusted and turned on. There’s a fine line a woman nearing menopause has to walk sometimes.

We had all fallen asleep and I woke to the sounds of some infomercial and I quickly felt around for the remote. Not to my surprise I found the hard cock of my son in my hand and I quickly released it and quit moving. I slowly turned my head to look at him and he was sound asleep, just my little baby boy. I moved my hand towards my leg and the remote fell right into my hand. I pulled my hand from under the cover and pointed it at the TV, pushed the mute button and let the light of the TV light my way. I needed to get up and go to bed.

I turned to the left and saw Jesse’s stomach right at my face with his shirt pushed up to his nipple, cute little budding hairs on his tummy and sporting a teenage six pack. As I looked slightly downwards I felt something hard against my breast and then in absolute astonishment I found my breast bearing itself to the world, pointing to the sky with it’s taught nipple gleaming in the light and a rather large, hard, glistening boy penis laying right on top. “Oh my God,” I thought to myself. What has happened here. There was a gleaming spot on my nipple and on the very tip of this boys tool, poking out from his boxers. I quickly assessed the situation. The kid certainly did not have a wet dream on me but I did wonder how long he was humping my tit. I thought that maybe I should just grab it lightly and set it aside but the minute I put it between my middle finger and thumb Jesse began to hump in his sleep. His hard muscle kept coming at me and once or twice it bumped me on the mouth. I let go of it and it fell right between my breasts and he kept up the rhythm. “WTF?” I thought. What was I going to do? I started getting a little tingly inside and then I turned my head towards my son. He was fast asleep. Maybe I could just let this kid blast my tits and get out of here without this becoming a major deal. I put my hand under my breast and pushed it up into his cock which just kept thrusting its head closer and closer to my lips and then I cupped the other hand over my other breast and squeezed gently. His cock was getting very hard and the shiny liquid just kept seeping from his throbbing member.

My son began to stir and I thought “Shit! What am I going to do now?” I held still and Jesse kept pumping away and now every thrust forward was reaching my upper lip. My son began to move close to me and spooning me. His arm moved and whipped right over my stomach and his crotch pushed into my ass. I could tell his cock was hard as a rock , too and now I’m stuck with two sleeping, horned up young men. “How the fuck does this happen?” I think to myself and then my son’s plump, hard cock starts to forge its way into my undies and before I even have the chance to think, he was gliding freely into my womanhood, thanks to the pool of excitement I have welled up in my shaved little beaver for the shaft that’s making it’s way into my mouth. I couldn’t take it anymore and I backed my ass into Seth’s raging hardon until he could go nofurther. I took a deep breath and my eyes rolled into the back of my head. Seth began to move his cock inside me, first around a little then he pulled back and then forced it forward until I could feel his testicles up against my ass.

I finally put my hand over the head of Jesse’s battering ram, opened my mouth and let it slide against the roof of my mouth. It was huge and hard to keep my mouth open the whole time. His head just kept spreading my lips open and I could barely get my whole hand around it but I backed my mouth off of it and kept my hand around the head where I just watched it go in and out of my hand. Jesse’s testicles were tickling my nipple and I kept trying to get his cock back in my mouth but the position was such that I could just wrap my lips around the base of his shaft.

My son was pumping frantically in and out of my heavily soaked love nest and I could hear the slapping of his testicles on my ass cheek. His hand reached down my tummy and his finger pushed into my clitoris. I was going to bust and I felt Seth stop, push hard into my little button and then I felt it. A huge surge through the bottom of his cock and I suddenly realized he was filling me up. I felt another surge through him and then Jesse started short, quick trips through my finger and thumb so I squeezed it a little and began jerk him like I was shaking a bottle.

Semen was flying everywhere, landing on my tits, my forehead, my ear and a huge blob landed right on my tongue. I held him in my hand while he slipped back a little and squeezed what was left out of him onto my tongue, then realized what had just taken place. I waited a few minutes and let the boys fall back to sleep, then got up slowly and went to bed. I woke up in a really good mood the next morning and my son never asked to have someone sleep over again.