My Stripper (Other Adult Fiction)

Sarah cried all the way home. Her asshole boyfriend stood her up on their anniversary.

As a single mom, she couldn't always make the right time for dating, and she thought she had finally found someone who accepted her and her situation. It was 10 o'clock at night and she knew her son Frank was at home with his friends. She just wanted to get into the bedroom unnoticed, change into her comfortable pajamas, and spend the rest of the night alone.

Sarah, 38, has been a single mother since her husband ran off with his secretary 15 years ago. Her son was only three years old at the time, so he had never felt fatherly love. Raising her son alone was a difficult experience for Sarah, who had always hoped that he would go to college and be able to live independently.

Sarah looked very beautiful, which was the exact opposite of her current mood. She dressed up for this special night. She was wearing her sexiest, short black evening dress that only covered half of her thighs, and the tight-fitting fabric outlined her perfect body well. The garment was tightly wrapped around the body, fastened only at the left hip. There was a gap where the two pieces of cloth overlapped in the front, revealing the deep cleavage between her small but firm breasts. With every step she took, her thighs could be vaguely seen, and the cleavage in the gap also changed shape.

The reason for choosing this unique dress is that she only needs to loosen one side of the buckle and the whole dress will slide off her body without any extra movements. She fantasizes about spreading her body out before her boyfriend as a gift at his house on their anniversary, then fucking him until he foams at the mouth.

Under the dress, she wore a tight purple mesh bra with black lace, and the almost transparent purple mesh covered the back and sides. Black lace adorned the edges of the bra, and from the two breasts to the intersection of the thighs in an inverted triangle shape, covering the front with complex patterns and arrangements, exposing almost all of the breasts and abdomen. To match, she wore a pair of black lace g-string panties (G-STRING has undergone a more thorough revolution in the crotch area, shrinking to a rope design that is only one centimeter wide, so that you can wear tights without any trace, and the width of the rope is just right to make you feel comfortable without any sense of restraint. Generally speaking, the lines at the back of a T-back are slightly wider and cloth-like.), ultra-thin high-leg black suspender stockings, and a pair of 12cm high black "Fuck Me" brand women's shallow-mouthed leather shoes.

For a woman of 38, Sarah remains active and in fairly slim shape. She is 1.65 meters tall, with almost no excess fat on her body, a slim waist and wide hips, a true hourglass figure. Sarah had short black satin hair that accentuated her swan-like legs.

As she pulled into the garage, she noticed a car parked in front of the house with its engine on and a woman walking toward the door.

"Need help?" Sarah called to the woman, trying to calm herself down. The woman turned to face her, and Sarah immediately realized she was a prostitute. She was wearing a pink fluorescent tights that exposed most of her butt, her hair was faded blonde and she could smell cheap perfume from 10 feet away.

"Oh, I'm here for a party." The woman's voice was nasal.

"Party? I think you're in the wrong room," Sarah said sternly.

"This is 421 Jefferson Street, right?"

"That's right, but I think there's some misunderstanding here."

"I didn't think so. A guy named Derek called and said he and his friends needed some entertainment, so I came."

Sarah knew the name from a friend of her son’s. She couldn't believe her son had booked a strip show.

"Well, what do you want to do, Miss?"

"My name is Starla, and I'm an adult entertainer."

"You're a stripper?"

"I prefer to be called an actor."

"Actors, eh? What are you going to do for a bunch of 18-year-olds?"

"Believe me dear, they are not children. They are adults whether you like it or not."

"I think you should leave." Sarah was a little angry. After experiencing such unpleasant things tonight, she had to argue with a stripper at her doorstep.

"You have to pay me first, otherwise I'm not going anywhere." Starla pointed her thumb at the cars parked on the street.

"Normally a show like this would cost $250, but these kids booked a premium package."

"How much?"

"With tip, it's $600."

Sarah was a little confused. She wanted to chase the strippers away, but she didn’t want to cause any trouble on her lawn.

She searched her wallet and luckily she had gone to the bank to get cash to pay the lawn mower. She counted it and gave the money to Starla.

"That's all. Only $500. As I guess you guessed, you didn't get a tip."

"That's bullshit, my time is valuable."

"Then find another place to take it off, take your money and leave here immediately, or I will call the police."

She knew it was a weak threat, but there was nothing she could do.

Seeing that she couldn't get any more money from her, Starla grabbed the money from her hand and turned back to Sarah as she walked towards the car and said, "With your figure and financial skills, you should give us a call.

I'm sure there are plenty of young men who would pay a good price for a sexy suburban housewife stripper. 「

Sarah ignored Starla. After entering the room, she walked straight to the door leading to the basement, calling her son's name loudly.

Through the door she heard the vague sounds of surprise and shock caused by her arrival, and waited for her son to open the door and come out. Walking into the kitchen with her son, she shouted angrily, "You have to explain this to me!" Her tone undoubtedly showed how angry she was.

"I...uh...I'm sorry Mom. I didn't expect you to be home so early."

"I bet you wouldn't expect that."

Sarah stood in the kitchen, arms crossed over her chest, waiting for his answer. After a while, seeing that her son did not respond, she continued, "It cost me $600 to get Starla to leave. I lost $600 in vain and I want my money back now!" She speculated that because Frank had just sent the stripper away, he would not know that he had given her $100 less.

"Oh...give me a minute and I'll get the money for you."

Frank turned and disappeared down the stairs. Sarah heard their muffled voices in the kitchen as her son explained what had happened.

"You mean we paid but didn't see the show?"

"Dude, she's really mad, give me the money."

"Frank, she's bothering you right now, let me handle it." Sarah recognized Derek's voice.

After another period of muffled discussion, Sarah heard someone walk up, and then Derek walked into the kitchen with a handful of cash.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Anderson. We shouldn't do this."

"I'm sure you are sorry."

He held out his hand and handed her the money.

"This is $600."

"Only $600? Where's my tip?"

"Sorry, Frank didn't say anything about tips." He felt her start to calm down and become a smart-ass.

"I usually only tip after the show."

"Oh?" She tried to keep a stern expression, feeling that it was absurd to talk about such things with her son's friends.

"Well, it looks like you have the rest of the evening free and our entertainment is off the table." He paused, then continued, "If you'd like, you'd be more than welcome to join us."

"I suppose you mean, let me strip for you and your friends?"

He was encouraged that she didn't slap him on the spot.

"But we did pay you." He looked her straight in the eyes, acting as if she should understand the logic behind this.

"Derek, you guys don't want to see an old woman like me take off my clothes."

"Sarah," he changed his address, hoping to convince her. "First of all, you're not old, and you're very sexy. In fact, you could be considered the best mature woman."

"MILF?" Sarah knew exactly what he meant. She just wanted to embarrass him.

"Uh, yes. You know, I do want to fuck a mother." Derek said nervously with a red face.

"Did you just say you wanted to fuck me?" Sarah raised an eyebrow. This new topic gave her a thrilling feeling like needles pricking her between her legs.

"Well, you won't blame me, will you? You have a sexy body, I bet all of Frank's friends want to fuck you!"

Sarah wondered if she would ever see her son's friends in a different light. "I think you should focus your attention on your peers Derek, I should go to bed."

As Sarah turned to leave, Derek said, "Well, if you change your mind, Sarah, you know where to find us."

"Dream on."

Back upstairs in her bedroom, Sarah threw herself on the bed and couldn't help laughing at the thought of an 18-year-old boy who had just told her he wanted to fuck her. The idea of ​​a room full of young people staring at her body and fantasizing about having sex with herself quickly made the unpleasant feeling of being stood up by her boyfriend disappear.

Maybe it was because she drank some wine after the meal, the harder she tried, the clearer the group of vigorous young people became. Half an hour later she was in the room and thought that since she had already put on the dress to show her body to her boyfriend, she shouldn't waste it. She mustered up her courage and decided to go to the basement to have some fun. She touched up her makeup, sprayed on more perfume, and went downstairs.

As she walked down the stairs, Sarah heard the TV on and a group of kids sitting around in the basement. In an instant all sounds disappeared, leaving only the sound of the TV echoing in the room.

"Mom!" Frank almost choked on his beer.

Standing in the basement, Sarah placed her hands on her hips and looked around the room. Her son was sitting on the couch with three friends: Derek, Rob and Mark. It stayed on everyone's eyes for a moment, adjusting to the environment. Derek gave her a malicious smile, as if he had known she would come.

"Well, since you guys paid, I guess it's only fair that I put on a show for you." Sarah shifted her weight from one foot to the other.

Frank couldn't believe what he saw. It was obvious that she meant it.

"Mom?" His initial surprise turned into confusion.

"What's the problem, Frank? Don't you think your mom has a good enough body for a stripper?"

She saw his friends all looking at him, worried that he would say something bad. But he said nothing.

"You don't want to see a show?" Sarah pouted. Derek poked her son in the ribs and spoke a few words under his breath.

"How could we refuse your kindness, Mrs. Anderson?" Derek jumped out to save the situation.

Sarah looked at her son's expression. He also looked back with his mouth open and eyes wide open, not yet realizing what was happening.

"Mrs. Anderson..." She spoke in a lower and lower voice. "That doesn't sound very appropriate for a stripper, does it? Why don't you call me Sarah?"

"Just call her Sarah," Derek quickly interrupted, and the other children nodded in agreement.

"Now that everything is clear, turn off the TV and play the music." Sarah was looking forward to performing a striptease for these children, and she was a little excited. She walked to the switch, dimmed the lights, and stood in the middle of the room ready to perform.

Sarah stopped pushing and waited for Derek to finish the music.

"Well, what kind of show can I get for $600?"

Sarah watched the boys twisting their bodies uncomfortably on the couch, somewhat unsure of how much pleasure these kids could bring her.

Derek once again served as the microphone.

"We did book a premium package."

"I think the high-end package service should be more than just striptease..."

"Uh... and jumping between the legs." Derek's face turned as red as a radish.

"Let's start with the normal part and see where it goes." Sarah felt the heat between her legs begin to rise as she displayed her body in front of a group of horny kids. She began to sway her body to the music and the children each opened a bottle of beer.

She stood between his open legs, drank the whole thing in one gulp, and gave him an empty can. Beer helps her calm and relax. Sarah looked down into Derek's eyes and rocked herself. She saw the desire in his eyes - he really wanted to fuck her. The thought of having sex with him came into her mind and she felt her vagina getting wet.

After a few minutes she returned to the center of the room, her hands across her body. Her hands moved back and forth between her hips, belly and breasts.

She pushed her breasts together and felt her erect nipples through the thin silk of her tunic. In front of her son and his friends, Sarah closed her eyes and massaged her breasts, pinching her nipples.

Frank has yet to recover from the reality of his mother stripping in front of him and his friends.

He knew she was teasing them and maybe even dickier, but he was already so hard he was about to burst.

Sarah turned slowly. Bend over with your back to the audience and press your hands on the floor. As her legs spread apart, she realized that the bottom edge of her skirt had been pulled high enough to reveal the very tip of her stockings and the straps of her garters. When she posed in this position, the back of her thighs and her round, firm buttocks were almost visible.

Frank's eyes were glued to the narrow strip of soft flesh between the front of his mother's stockings and the hem of her skirt.

superior. He felt guilty about his lustful desires, but he couldn't control himself.

Sarah's pussy was soaking wet and she hadn't taken anything off yet. She stood up slowly, running her fingers up her stockinged thighs.

She caught the hem of her skirt in her fingers, lifted it up and then dropped it down, just enough to flash that she was wearing a pair of narrow-string panties.

Then she started to take off her clothes. She turned around to face the sofa and rubbed her hands back and forth on her body. One hand caressed her breasts, while the other hand seductively lifted the hem of her dress. She pulled the hem up, exposing her panties almost to her thighs, then moved her hand down the side of her body and touched the buckle of her evening gown.

With this simple action, she couldn't turn back. Sarah gyrated her hips to the music, her hands grasping at the loosened front of her dress. Slowly spread her hands apart, revealing the purple mesh and black lace underwear underneath. Just hours ago she had been fantasizing about stripping off these clothes in front of her boyfriend, and now she was putting on a show for her son and his friends.

The straps fell from her shoulders and the gown slid down her sides to the floor around her feet.

Standing in front of a group of energetic teenagers, wearing a see-through bra, striped panties, suspender stockings and a "fuck me"

brand high-heeled women's open-toe leather shoes - she crossed the line from dancing to stripping. She felt extremely excited to be exposed in front of these energetic young men who were fantasizing about her body with those obscene and lascivious eyes. This was the most excited Sarah had felt in years.

Frank watched his mother's clothes fall to the ground, and he also felt that he had broken a taboo that would completely change his future. His hand slid down to his crotch and he subconsciously rubbed and grabbed his penis through his clothes. He could see his mother's hard nipples poking through the thin black lace that provided very little coverage. His eyes looked up and down her plump and sexy body, not missing every inch of exposed curves.

Sarah stood in front of the sofa for a minute, then began to dance to the music, keeping her body glued to the children's eyes. Feeling that they had seen enough, she walked over to her son and stood between his legs, asking, "So, what do you think? Can I really be a stripper?"

Her question was met with a chorus of enthusiastic nods and an uneasy umm. Even Derek, who is quite confident, gets lost in his own charm. Standing between her son's legs, she placed a hand on his shoulder and leaned forward to take his beer.

His eyes were fixed on her breasts. As they drank, she asked Frank, "So, son, what do you think of your mom?"

She gulped her beer and waited for the answer.

"Don't tell me you have nothing to say," she teased. "Do you think your mother looks beautiful?"

All Frank could do was nod.

Sarah decided to tease him further and handed him his beer back, sliding one hand down his abdomen and running it along his hard cock.

"You look satisfied." Then Sarah turned and walked back to the center of the room. As she walked she lifted the hem of her bra and held it around her waist. Her entire round butt was perfectly displayed to the audience, with only a narrow strip of cloth disappearing between the two plump buttocks. In the middle of the room, she turned around, still holding up the hem of her bra with both hands. The wet panties clung to her pussy as she bounced and swayed.

Her hands reached to the side and unhooked her bra, exploring her body once again. One hand quickly stretched between the legs and finally reached the underwear. With her eyes closed, Sarah stroked herself as she rocked her body from side to side.

After a minute of stroking her panties, she reached her hand down from outside the sling to where her pussy was, her flesh was wet and hot. Sarah ran her fingers down her pussy, sliding one finger between the flaps, pressing against the open door.

Even though her panties covered her hands, Frank and his friends knew exactly what his mom was doing.

He watched his mother masturbating in front of him, and his cock became even harder as he rubbed it.

Sarah pushed her fingers inside herself, soft moans falling from her lips. Her head fell back, and she was lost in the moment.

"Dude, your mom is fingering herself." Derek poked Frank again.

Sarah was playing with her nipples with her fingers and smiled at Derek's words. She continued to finger fuck herself until she climaxed. Her whole body tensed and trembled as the orgasm surged through her.

"Oh..." The children looked at her intently and let out a long moan. Sarah waited for the aftermath of her orgasm to subside and put her fingers in her mouth. She stared at her son's friend Rob, sucking the liquid off her fingers back and forth with her mouth.

Pulling her fingers out of her mouth, she walked over to Rob, who was sitting at the far end of the couch, and turned her back to him. Standing between his legs, bending over, swaying for him. Realizing he was too shy to touch her, Sarah reached for his hands and grasped them both, pressing them against her thighs. He didn't move at first, but Sarah felt him slowly begin to stroke her. She maintained the bent posture, and her son's friend touched her thighs and slowly moved up to her buttocks. His hands pushed the bra up over her buttocks as she raised her roundness to him.

Rob could smell the scent of his friend's mother's wet pussy just centimeters from his face.

To his disappointment, Sarah turned around and stood up. Rob's hands remained glued to her, his hands still on her hips as Sarah straddled his thighs with her legs spread. Rob's hands began a new round of groping of Sarah's body and touched her breasts. Sarah lowered her head and looked deeply into Rob's eyes, feeling his hands cupping her breasts and squeezing them. She knew what she wanted, so she lifted her body so that her pussy was facing his face. She threaded her fingers into his hair and pulled his face toward her crotch. At the same time, Rob's hands slid down her waist to her buttocks, pushing them forward.

At first Rob just pushed his mouth and nose against the thin lace of her panties. Then he boldly stuck out his tongue and licked from one end of the vagina to the other through the panties, tasting the honey that oozed out of the thin silk material. Sarah's moans of approval encouraged him to keep going. After licking for a minute, Rob pushed the front of the panties aside, stared at the MILF's neatly trimmed and clean vagina that was glistening with love juices for a moment, then lay down and licked it like a hungry dog.

Sarah inhaled sharply when his tongue first made contact with her tender flesh, and she grabbed his hair, grinding his mouth into her juicy cunt. His tongue carefully explored every inch of her soft flesh.

Frank watched in amazement as his friend ate his mother's pussy in front of him. But he was more surprised at how much his mother seemed to be enjoying it.

"Oh, so comfortable..." Her moans became louder and louder.

Rob moved his head up and down, licking her pussy passionately. She arched her body and screamed loudly, her juices dripping down his chin.

"Oh my god!"

Rob kept licking her until she reached another orgasm. The other three boys watched in amazement as she leaned back uncontrollably. After a while, Sarah's body relaxed and she slid down to sit on Rob's lap. Leaning in to kiss her young lover, tasting her own juices on his lips. Before she stood up she leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Thank you."

Standing between Rob's legs, Sarah pushed the waistband of the panties down to her hips and let them fall to the floor.

Sarah looked down at Rob and asked, "Well, how about a lap dance?"

"Incredible..." Rob's voice faded away, and Sarah's juices were flowing down his face and neck as he spoke.

Sarah smoothed her underwear and walked over to Mark, who was sitting between Rob and Derek.

"It's your turn, Mark."

Sarah leaned forward against his body, spreading his legs apart and crouching in front of him, running her hands up his legs to the bulge in his boxers. Sarah rubbed her breasts against his body as she stood up.

Her hands moved from Mark's knees to his thighs, and suddenly she felt something on the sofa.

"What is this?" she asked. Picking up the object on the sofa between Mark and Derek and holding it in her hand, Sarah knew what it was.

"This is..." Derek stammered, trying to figure out how to put it.

"Looks like a dildo for me."

"Uh, yeah." Derek continued to play dumb.

“Is this also part of the service?”

"Yeah," Derek said, regaining his confidence. “The agent told us she loves tools.”

"She's not the only woman who likes props. I have one too, just not this big." Mark looked up at her as Sarah stroked the rubber cock and then placed it on her lips.

"Even though I use mine, I still feel lonely," Sarah continued, looking down into Mark's eyes.

"You wanna fuck me with this, Mark?"

He nodded with eagerness, boldly stating his thoughts.

"I'm dying to fuck you with that dildo, Anderson-san..." She rolled her eyes at him, and he corrected herself immediately. "Sarah."

Frank and his two friends watched as Mark's hands roamed around on his mother's legs. Mark started at her knees and moved to her inner thighs. He could feel the heat between her thighs through her stockings. Girls of his age never wear garters or high stockings, and Mark really enjoyed the touch of the thin silk material against the tender flesh of the mature women's thighs. His fingers caressed the place where the thin lace at the edge of the stocking met the soft, smooth flesh.

His fingers followed the stockings to the suspenders, and then along the straps to his thighs.

Sarah's bra was pulled down, and her pussy was out of the boys' view, but Mark caressed her while pulling the bra up, slowly revealing her wet pussy again.

Sarah's body twisted in pleasure at the boy's teasing. She moaned and pressed her butt down hard to grind the cock stuck in her butt crack. The boys watched with anticipation as Mark's hands met in the middle of Sarah's sling, just above her vagina.

Mark's left hand cupped her breast and his right hand reached between her legs. Sarah's moans became louder and louder, and she was surprised at how much she enjoyed Mark's clumsy, rough caresses. She was used to men treating her body gently, but Mark grabbed, pinched and squeezed her as if she were his personal property.

"Oh..." Sarah's head fell on his shoulder.

Mark couldn't wait to insert two fingers into his friend's mother's vagina.

"No...use this..." Sarah panted and handed the thick rubber cock to Mark.

He took it and immediately pressed the big mushroom head against her wet pussy. With a little force, the dildo was inserted into her body.

It relieved her itch and instantly ignited the fire of desire in her body.

"Oh, that's awesome!!!" It's been a long time since my body felt something so huge. Sarah gyrated her hips on the young man's legs as Mark worked to push the fake cock deeper into her body.

"Fuck me Mark!!!" she begged through sobs. Sarah could feel his hard cock pressing against her ass with every move. Her eyes had been closed ever since Mark had fucked her with great passion. He took the fake cock and moved it in and out of her tight little pussy as fast as he could. As he fucked her, she felt her legs being firmly grasped by a pair of hands. She opened her eyes and saw Rob and Derek playing with her body, Mark fucking her while squeezing her breasts.

This was extremely exciting for Sarah. She had never imagined having sex with multiple people. She loved the feeling of being caressed and played with by multiple men at the same time. She saw Rob pull down his underwear, stroking his cock with his left hand and touching her thigh with his right hand. Without giving it a second thought she reached out and pushed his hand away, grabbing his hard cock.

Rob's cock was already slippery from the water flowing out of his glans, and Sarah's hand could easily stroke it from the head to the base.

Before Rob's friend's mother had stroked his cock a few times, it became as hard as iron in her hand, and semen was all over him. Sarah continued to stroke his cock slowly, the semen pouring out of the urethra and flowing down the shaft onto her hand. As his cock began to soften, Sarah let go and licked Rob's cum off her hand before turning her attention to the view between her legs.

Rob and Derek were still playing with her body, Mark's rubber cock fucking her pussy hard.

Sarah raised her hips into Mark's hands, meeting each thrust. Her pussy gobbled up the fake cock while her fat ass fucked her son's friend through her clothes.

"Mmmmm..." Mark let out a long moan as her ass slid along the shaft of the cock trapped in his panties.

Sarah felt like she was about to cum and began to thrust faster. His hand suddenly stopped pumping, and the fake cock was buried deep in her vagina. She felt his cock hard against her ass.

"Unnnnggghhh..." Mark gurgled in his throat and ejaculated in his underwear. Sarah slowed down her pace, waiting with eager eagerness for him to finish and continue fucking her.

"Don't stop," she begged, but he almost lost his breath and his hand left between her legs.

"Let me do it," Derek said loudly in a firm voice, pushing Mark's hand aside and grabbing the fake cock. After a short period of clumsy groping, something Sarah didn't expect happened. It was as if Derek turned on a switch, and the rubber cock buried deep in her pussy suddenly came to life. As the pleasure between her legs quickly spread to her body under the constant vibration, her whole body was twitching violently.

"Ohhhhhh..." Deep moans filled the room.

Derek kept his vibrating cock buried deep in her pussy and moved his fingers to her clit. He held the cock inside her tightly while pressing his fingers against her clit. Sarah's body became more and more agitated by this new sensation until she exploded into an extremely violent orgasm. Her breasts seemed to rise and fall uncontrollably; her juices flowed from her body onto Mark's semen-stained panties. Frank looked at his mother's half-naked body covered in sweat, which had not yet recovered from the pleasure and was still twitching slightly from time to time. The whole experience was like a dream.

Sarah rode herself to orgasm atop Mark's lap, and then Derek returned to playing with her clitoris. She gradually came to her senses, pushed his hand away and turned off the dildo. She slowly stood up with the dildo still inside her. Standing in front of the four boys, her bra just raised to the bottom of her breasts, she slowly pulled the dildo out of her still trembling vagina and placed it between her lips. She moaned softly, pushing the spear into her mouth and licking her own juices.

"I really enjoyed tonight," she said with a mischievous smile. "Derek, I think I owe you a special thanks for what you've done." She leaned forward and took his hand, pulling him to her side.

Half naked, Sarah began to dance to the beat of the music, her legs covered with her own juices. She pulled Derek in and pressed her lips against his. He wrapped his arms around her body, gripping her hips with both hands and pressing her hard into him. Sarah rocked back and forth, her hands running up his shirt and caressing his chest. She pulled his shirt off his head and threw it into the corner. She traced red streaks across his hairless chest with her nails. While kissing him, she moved her hand to his underwear. Derek's tongue tangled with hers, tasting the sweet, delicious taste of her pussy on her lips. Sarah helped him take off his underwear and then pushed him to sit on a chair opposite the sofa.

She dropped to her knees between his legs, grabbed his cock, and leaned over to take it in her mouth eagerly.

Because she was kneeling with her legs apart, her butt exposed to the air and facing the sofa, the remaining three boys could clearly see her vagina between her legs.

They wondered if Frank's mother was really going to suck Derek out. Her head moved expertly up and down between his legs. Her hair got tangled around her head as she swallowed the young cock with gusto.

"Oh, Sarah, keep sucking my cock."

Dirty talk made it more exciting for her. Sarah picked up the pace, her head a shadow. Derek watched as she brought herself to orgasm easily. He gripped his ass cheeks tightly and thrust his hips hard into her hungry mouth, filling her throat with his cum. He heard a dull burp as she tried to swallow the semen from the cock still in her mouth.

Her rhythm disrupted the frequency of his ejaculation, and she tried hard to swallow every drop of his semen. Her sucking rhythm slowed down until his cock was drained of every last drop of cum. Sarah moved her mouth away and looked up into the young man's eyes.

"Do you like my thanks?"

"Well, hey." That was all he could say as he looked at his friend's mother, half-naked, squatting between his legs, his semen dripping down her chin.

Sarah pushed herself to her feet and gave Derek one last kiss. He tasted his own cum which she enjoyed greatly. Sarah turned and walked over to her son on the couch. Standing in front of him, she removed her bra from over her head and threw it into the corner, showing off her full, firm breasts and hard nipples. Wearing only her garter stockings and high heels, she leans over and peels off her son's underwear, releasing his rock-hard cock. Look into his eyes like a crazy woman.

"I think it's your turn now."

Frank's whole body was stiff, wrapped in fear and excitement. He had just watched his mother being used like a sex toy by three friends. They were sharing her, and she seemed to be enjoying it very much. He was curious about what other programs were waiting for him.

Frank's eyes locked with his mother's as she climbed onto the couch and sat on his couch with her legs spread. His cock stood proudly, lightly touching his mother's waiting pussy. She put her hands on her son's shoulders and opened her legs wider.

"Do you want me?" she asked.

He didn't know how to answer.

"Tell me you want to fuck me."

He nodded slightly, but it wasn't enough.

"tell me."

"I want to fuck you," he said finally.

Without any hesitation, his mother sat down on her son's leaking cock. Frank's friends watched in shock as he fucked his biological mother.

"Mmmmm..." Sarah moaned, feeling her son's cock sliding into her body inch by inch.

"Ohhhhh..." Frank could no longer bear it. He pushed his hips up hard to allow his cock to penetrate deeper into his mother's vagina.

"Yes, fuck me with your hard cock, fuck your mommy."

Frank's hands were wrapped around his mother's sweaty belly and his cock was pressed hard into her pussy. He eagerly squeezed her breasts. His mouth kissed her right breast, biting her nipple gently, while his hands continued to explore her body. He wrapped his lips around her cherry and kissed her breast gently.

Sarah had never had such an exciting sexual experience in her life. As soon as her son's cock entered her body, she reached the brink of orgasm. As his lips climbed up to her nipple, she lowered her buttocks into her son's thighs and reached her climax.

Her pussy clenched around her son's throbbing cock as he continued to thrust into her. Frank's cock was wrapped and rubbed by his mother's squirming vagina.

"I'm there," she moaned. She said to her son as she fell. "Don't stop."

He needed no encouragement to continue hammering his hard cock into his mother's tight little cunt. She bounced on her son's cock so hard that at the top of each thrust, only the head was left inside her. Then she sat back on her son with all her strength. Frank could not handle the intense stimulation and felt his cock burst out in torrents into the depths of his mother's vagina. She also felt the cock swell inside her before he exploded.

She sat down hard, locking him deep inside her. The hot stream of her son's seed flowed from his cock into deep inside her body. That first burst had pushed her over the edge of her final orgasm.

"Oh, yes, fill me up with your cum."

They both climaxed together as his vagina squeezed out the last drops of his son's semen. Sarah collapsed onto her son's chest, his limp cock still clamped inside her. They lay on the couch for a few minutes, catching their breath. Finally Sarah got up and gathered her clothes.

"Boys, are you satisfied with this package of premium services?"

They all nodded in agreement, too tired to talk.

Standing naked in the middle of the room, she reached between her legs to catch her son's semen flowing out of her vagina.

Sarah brought her hand to her mouth and licked the cum off her fingers.

"Mmmmm...remember next time the only thing you have to do is invite."

She walked over to the couch and picked up the dildo.

I think what the original poster said makes sense.

It’s true that my parents gave me life, but the one who understands me best is the author of this post!

Stop by and take a look. . . Push it. . .

this is an interesting story

Stop by and take a look. . . Push it. . .

Run-up~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I push!

Come and push it with me!

Stop by and take a look. . . Push it. . .

Stop by and take a look. . . Push it. . .

Stop by and take a look. . . Push it. . .

Stop by and take a look. . . Push it. . .

Sincerely thank the host for his hard work and selfless sharing