Sex Club Stand In Pt. 04

Mom came over to me and gave me a kiss on the forehead, which tipped my chin down some. Then she put a finger under my chin and lifted my gaze back up to her eyes before, in a very Motherly tone, saying, "let's start with some light visuals before things get crazy. Okay?" I uh, I wasn't honestly sure what that meant exactly, but I nodded like I did, and gave the okay anyway.

Mom then lifted her dress some so she could climb up on the bed without pinning herself. A couple of the guys tilted their heads, jokingly trying to peek up it, but when she caught them, she just laughed, made a playful, distinctly feminine noise, and quickly flashed everyone in the room. I didn't think that it was what she meant by "visuals" but whether it had been or not, I, and everyone else, now knew for a fact that Mom wasn't wearing any panties.

Once on the bed, Mom kneeled so that she was facing me and the guys, and then she called up the guy playing my best friend since childhood. He got up on the bed behind her, and she swept her long, beautiful hair up into her hands and held it up as she asked him to please unclasp her bra without taking her dress off.

At first, he fumbled. But after a minute of letting him struggle, Mom reached a hand back, and lifted her dress behind her. Then, in a sultry tone of voice that dripped with sex, she told him to go under. A moment later, his hands passed that gorgeous ass of hers, naked only to him, and he unclasped her bra. Once he was done, she instructed him to reach around, and remove it. But even as she spoke to him, she only had eyes for us, and we were transfixed.

He lifted her tits, and pulled the bra away, and the visual was divine. The lovely white dress had not done much to call attention to her skin before, but now that the darkness of her areola and nipples could clearly be seen, the whole thing seemed to suddenly be 100 times more sexual than it had been just a few minutes ago. She gave us a few moments to drink in this new sight. Then she gently addressed the guy behind her by his fake name, and asked him if he would like to play with her tits for a bit, and show the rest of the guys what that looked like.

He didn't hesitate, and a moment later my Mom let out her first moan of the evening as she looked between me and the other guys. We watched her tits get groped and played with under the fabric of the dress. Their size made it a hell of a show and I tried to not to join the guys who were already grabbing at their dicks just from watching the warm-up.

After a few minutes of watching her moan and purr as she got groped right in front of us, she called two more guys up onto the bed by name, and had them stand on either side of her. In between pleased sounds, she beckoned one down to her level and told him, "Kiss me". Their tongues intermingled, and, I swear to god, in the club behind us naked people wearing tiny scraps of leather were no doubt being whipped and fucked, but the hottest show in the whole club was just my Mom kissing a guy in that room!

She was lusty, and wanton, and her energy was intoxicating even just to watch. After a minute or two of making out with the first guy, she stopped the guy behind her and looked right at me to ask, "Does my dress still look good sweetie?" I gulped, but nodded and said yes. And when I did, she smiled and said, "Oh good..." then she looked at both of the guys standing beside her in turn and told them, "Take your cocks out".

A few seconds later my Mom had a dick bobbing on either side of her, yet, in a way, she was still fully dressed, and almost innocent looking. Like, if I'd taken a photo, and cropped out the guys, I probably could have posted it online without raising a fuss. Then Mom took a sledgehammer to that innocence when she addressed one of the two "friends" not on the bed, and asked him if he would "be a dear and show my Son where the lube is kept". I was then given the task of going to get the lube, and walking it back to my Mom. But when I tried to hand it to her, she smiled and told me to give it to the guy behind her. But she called him by the name of my friend, and when she did, I had to keep myself from groaning in pleasure for reasons I literally didn't even understand!

But, I handed him the lube, and once he had it, Mom ordered him to apply it "generously" to her tits, and make sure he got in between them, "thoroughly". So, we spent the next two minutes watching him lube up my Mother's tits from inside her dress! She moaned, and ground her hips down, and bit her lip as he blatantly spent way too much time on her nipples, and practically fist fucked her cleavage from beneath.

The guys on either side of her were having no trouble staying hard as we all watched it play out, which, it turns out, was a good thing. Because Mom brought an end to it by placing her hands on his and telling him, "That's enough of that". Then she made him say, "Yes Misses (our last name)" to boot. But just as he was starting to look dejected, my Mom called him by his "name" again, and told him, "I think you might like this next part. It is certainly a... unique opportunity for someone who likes large tits." She had his attention, and ours too, as we waited to see what would happen next.

Then, she asked him if he would please do his best to hold her tits up and together. After a second he pieced it together (well before I did), and he groaned in pleasure and bent forward a little before recovering, and putting his hands back up her dress. His hands were as slippery as my Mother's breasts were (there's a fucking sentence!), but he did his best to lift them and push them together. Which was an amazing visual, but I was failing to see how that was a rare experience for someone who loved big boobs. Then Mom shot me a wink before looking up at the friend who'd been kissing her and said, "Well? Don't you want to ask me permission to do something sweetie?" And a moment later he said, "Oh my god! Can I please fuck your tits Mrs. (our last name)?"

Mom smiled, and gave a little nod. Then he physically pushed his dick downward with one hand, stepped up to my Mom so he was almost literally on top of her, and he began to force the head of his dick down into her oiled up cleavage line. He went slowly at first, inch by inch. He was moaning, and groaning and complimenting her about how incredible it felt. After he had it all the way in, he looked like he was hyperventilating from the pleasure of it. Or desperately trying to not to cum! But after a minute, he started to pull out, and he didn't make it more than halfway out when he roughly slammed his cock back down again. He might have hissed between his teeth, but it was drowned out by the sound of the guy behind Mom blurting "Holy Fuck!" in pleasure. I only then realized that he was feeling, with his oiled up hands, a pair of big tits getting fucked and... yeah. That is probably not super common.

It went on like that for a while. The guy doing the fucking trying to find a rhythm, but always having to pull back and slow down because of how good it felt. Still, that didn't stop me from hearing his balls slapping into my Mom's tits, or watching the front of her dress start to soak with lube and cling to her body in an increasingly sexual way. After several minutes of the guy behind her and the guy to her right seeming to consistently be on the brink of orgasm, my Mom turned to me, and with her full, still red lips, she said, "Now... can anyone tell me how they think my Son's most impatient, most impetuous friend, would react to be invited to a gangbang, only to then end up standing beside me, and watching, untouched, for so long?" The guy playing that exact friend, standing on the other side of my Mom with his dick out and a look of frustration on his face grumbled, "Pretty sure I know". But Mom was still looking at me when she smiled and said, "I'll just bet you do... tell you what. Why don't you silently count to 30; and then you can show my Son how you think your character would react."

It was the longest 30 seconds ever. He just stood there, looking impatient, and desperate, and horny. The guy behind her was still holding her breasts in place, with the 3rd guy kept slowing down his downward pushes into her cleavage line. But everyone was glancing at "my most impatient friend", and waiting for the other shoe to drop. We all knew it was coming way in advance, and yet, when it happened, it was still somehow violent and sudden. One minute, Mom was looking back and forth between me, her audience, and the two guys on the bed she was giving attention to, and then, the guy who'd been standing to the right of my Mom just reached out and grabbed her head. He seized her by the hair as she was looking up at the guy between her breasts and encouraging him. He turned her towards him, and mid-sentence, he jammed his cock into her mouth. And when he did, my Mom moaned...

The guy with his dick still between her breasts said, "Dude! That's fucking rude!" But, the one playing my most dickish friend wasn't having it. "Don't give me that shit," he said. "She fucking wanted it!" The first guy tried to speak again, but he was cut off when the guy with his dick in Mother's mouth grabbed her head with both hands and started fucking her face even faster, saying, "Does she sound like she doesn't want it?"

In reply, Mom glanced over at me as best she could, and gave me eye contact. Her red lipstick was beginning to show signs of smearing as he fucked her pretty face, and, in reply to his words, she moaned loudly. Then she grabbed his ass and pulled him closer, reaching up with her other hand to seize control of the situation; and she began to give him the wettest, lewdest, sluttiest blowjob I'd ever seen!

Her attentions were devoted to the guy she was blowing, and so when she turned to face him more the other guys dick slid from between her cleavage and there wasn't much he could do about it. The guy behind her just started playing with her tits again, everything he was doing clearly visible through her now wet, and almost transparent dress. But the guy who'd fell out of her tits must have thought the whole thing looked as hot as I did, because instead of complaining he just started stroking himself as he stood beside my Mom and watched her give "my rude friend" the blowjob of a lifetime.

It was intense! She was vigorous and aggressive, and her mouth was a fountain of moans, slurps, whimpers, and desperate, greedy, needful noises! She used both hands and they somehow moved both swiftly, and deliberately. She alternated between stroking him in long, twisting motions as her hands followed her bobbing lips, and then pulling needily at his body with one hand, urging him closer, as she stroked, played with, and teased him, even pulling on and playing with his ball sack. It was utterly mesmerizing. But it didn't last long. In less than three minutes, he started begging her to slow down, and warning her to back off as he clenched, and shivered, and lost control by the second.

He started to yell that he was going to cum, and he acted like he was going to grab her head and fuck her face as he orgasmed; but she was already working him harder than he could keep up with. Instead he ended up grabbing her head, and twisting his hands in her hair like she was the only thing keeping him on his feet. He trembled unsteadily as he lost it, and Mom smiled with her eyes as she stared up at him. He was supposed to be the aggressor, but he looked like putty in her hands as he screamed in orgasm. He shuddered and bucked, as she sucked, swallowed, and stroked him mercilessly; until his balls had been emptied down my Mother's throat.

What had started with him seemingly taking control and face fucking her, had ended with her pushing him into and through an orgasm that seemed equal parts wonderful and utterly beyond his control. And when Mom pulled her lips off of him with a draining POP sound, his knees went weak, and he literally collapsed on the bed, shuddering in seeming exhaustion and overwhelming pleasure. Then she looked up at the ceiling, and over-dramatically swallowed. When she looked back to me, her lipstick was now properly smeared, and a small trickle of cum had run out of the corner of her mouth before she'd swallowed the, no doubt, massive load that had been there just moments before.

Mom looked... different. And I didn't just mean that her dress was clinging to her, that some guy was playing with very large tits, or that she had a trickle of cum running down her face. No, it was somehow even more than that. She had this, look.

Her smile was wicked, her eyes lustful, and hungry. She was looking at everyone like they were a meal and she was starving, and yet, she moved with a lazy grace that conveyed a power and understanding which fit perfectly with her "role-play". She turned her head and looked up at the guy still standing on the other side of her, who was slowly stroking his dick as he watched her.

But instead of moving towards him, she instead smiled at him, reached up to her breasts and wet her hand with the lube there, bumping into the hands of the breast fanatic behind her who was still playing her tits. Then, without looking back, she simply said, "Mommy's turn", and reached behind her. There was a brief pause, then she rolled her shoulder and her hand moved down.

The sudden moan from the guy behind her let everyone know that her hand had found its way into his pants, and he froze up and gripped her tits tightly as she worked his cock with her arm behind her back.

The guy to her side slowed his own stroking as he watched the show unfold, and we all found ourselves listening to the moans she was forcing from "the friend" behind her. She was quite the sight with her dress plastered to her body, and yet the most sexual act in the room was happening unseen, behind her. "What do you feel?" she asked, her voice lower, and far more sexual than before. "I feel your hand on..."- but before he could finish, she did something that made him hiss out his breath between his teeth and pay attention. "Don't tell me..." she said. Then, with his attention on her, she nodded in my direction, and looked at me as she finished, "... tell him."

"Oh Fuck!" He hissed under his breath, biting down on his lip and closing his eyes for a second. But as Mom looked right at me, her arm began moving again. Her hand engaging in a "pumping" motion behind her back as she stroked his cock while it was still in his pants and wedged between their bodies. At her coaxing, he seemed to regain a touch of control, and he joined Mom in looking at me as he told me, and everyone else there, "Your Mom's got her hand inside my pants, and she's-" Then he took another sharp, hissing intake of breath, and gave some muttered "fucks", before he could continue. "Fuck bro! Your Mother's hand is stroking my cock so good!"

At that, Mom moaned. But she didn't take her eyes off of me. She was slowly moving up and down with the stroking, like she was riding some invisible guy as she stroked off the person behind her, and I got the distinct impression that she was very deliberately putting on a show for me. "Tell him how it feels", she encouraged. And like he was struggling to breathe, he managed to say, "Oh god Mrs. (our last name), your hand feels so good." She stopped again, and after what seemed like a second for us, and what probably seemed like an eternity of agony for the person in her hands, he corrected himself, half-yelling in an effort to say it and make her start again; "I mean his Mom's, Your Mom's hand feels so good!"

A second later, she was very obviously stroking again, and she just kept pumping him for more information as she went. "Would you say it feels good enough to be professional?" And he did his best to answer with an emphatic yes. "And what would that make me?" She asked him. He struggled for a bit, and she seemed to be holding him, perpetually, on the edge of his own orgasm, as she teased him, tugged on him, and made him struggle to think of ways he could answer her, but actually phrase it like he was answering me.

She teased him a bit more, trying to guide him towards saying something specific that he couldn't quite figure out. But at a certain point, he apparently lost it, and basically begged her not to stop by saying every filthy thing he could think of in a long steady stream. He went from answering her questions in short, clipped answers, to just trying to guess at what she wanted from him. So, seemingly unprompted, he just started saying, "Your Mom is as good as the best whore in the whole damn state. No, better! Her hands are so skilled she must have handled hundreds of cocks! Oh god it feels so good! She's stroking me so good! And she was letting me squeeze her huge tits while that guy fucked them, and then she was sucking that guy off right in front of me! Shit! Your Mom IS a whore! Your Mother is the best, most skilled, nastiest fucking whore and I want her to make me cum so bad!"

At that point Mom, grinning from ear to ear and, looking at me like, "do you believe the mouth on this kid?!", then silenced him by turning towards him and pressing her mouth into his his. After a long, forceful, lusty kiss, he came up gasping for air, and Mom turned to the side so that she was side profile to everyone in the room except the guy who'd been tit-fucking her, as he was now positioned behind her. She then told the guy she'd been stroking to, quickly, stand up in front of her. The moment he was looking down at her, she smiled at him like he earned it, and said, "Well. I think we both know where you want to put that load. So..." Then she squeezed her breasts, pushing them together, and up towards him.

Within seconds he was screaming the word fuck, and talking about how he was going to blow his load all over my Mother's tits. He went on and on about how beautiful and amazing they were, and how he was cumming all over them as he quickly stroked himself to orgasm, and kept on cumming for quite some time. He shot blast after blast of cum onto her tits. In reply, Mom just smiled, moaned, and purred about what a good boy he was being; as she assured him that she loved how his hot cum felt on her skin.

When he was finished Mom had cum all over her tits and splashed randomly along the front of her dress. She gave him a moment to recover, and then directed him to get off the bed and stand somewhere out of the way. Then she told the guy behind her, who was already covered in baby oil and had been ready to cum for a long time now, to cum around and stand in front of her. With only two other guys in the room (besides me) who hadn't cum yet, she told one to get up on the bed behind her, and had the other stand behind the guy whose dick was covered in baby oil. He looked confused at her directions for a second, but Mom turned her head and gave me a playful wink as she explained that he was forming a queue. He was basically standing in line for a turn to fuck my Mom.

When the first guy, the guy playing my best friend stood in front of Mom (she was still kneeling from when she'd had the last guy jerk off onto her tits), she reached for him gently. The moment her hand gripped him, he closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and seemed to be struggling not to cum immediately. "Poor baby", Mom cooed sympathetically. "I've really kept you waiting, haven't I?" He seemed like he was going to speak, but still in that, "Oh fuck I'm trying so hard not to cum right now" state of mind, he just nodded hard. His eyes were still closed, and everything from his clenched hands to his set jaw screamed about how desperately he was trying not to cum yet.

"Well," Mom said. "I tell you what. I know from experience that a lot of the guys who like playing this kind of game don't like it so much because it is someone else's Mom... they like it because they kind of wish it was their Mom too. Is that you honey?" She asked gently. Do you like this because I'm HIS Mom," she said gesturing towards me with her a tilt of her head, but leaving her hand gripped around his throbbing cock. "Or because you wish I was YOUR Mom?" None of us knew what he would say, and he was clearly struggling, just, so bad. But after a minute of seeming to try to work up the energy to answer. He just ended up nodding vigorously and said, "Yes!" Mom got this gentle, pitying look, and said, "Oh then honey. I'll make this easy for you... Would you like to cum on your Mommy?"