When I published MILF Desires, a reader reached out to me and asked about Danny's mother, so I wrote this story. I hope that reader and other readers like it.
I still don't know how I agreed to do this. The boys had proved how good they are at seduction when they transformed me from a frustrated yet boring mother into a wonton slut. I now take my son, Jim, to my bed three or four nights a week and his friend Danny is a very regular visitor at our house. As payment for the two boys releasing me from my self-enforced years of sexual abstinence, I agreed to fuck any of their friends who want me. I am not trying to brag, but I think my record to date is seven young men on the same night. I gave countless blowjobs, my size G tits were fucked endlessly, and my pussy and asshole were given a good workout.
Thankfully Danny has a lovely big cock and a liking for fucking me in the ass along with my tits. Danny is a very considerate boy, and he allowed my son, Jim, to use my ass several times before he tired himself. Even after being stretched by my son's cock, it felt as though Danny was doing irreparable damage to my poor sphincter muscle as he forced his way in for the first time. It goes to show just how adaptable the human body is because I can now take Danny with ease. All of this was handy the night seven boys shared me as it allowed me to take anyone who wanted to use my ass without being damaged in the experience.
But none of that has anything to do with me sitting in my living room opposite Danny's slim and attractive mother, Skye. I was given the task of seducing Skye, by the boys, and I have no idea how to do that.
'I'm so pleased you invited me over this evening, Claire,' said Skye. 'Do you mind if I call you Claire?'
I was puzzled as why she would ask; Claire was my name after all.
'I'm fine with it, if I can call you Skye.'
I had placed her very close to me on the sofa, so her face was quite close to mine as we talked.
'It's just that we haven't actually met before and I find the use of a first name so intimate, don't you?'
I didn't but what could I say that wouldn't insult her. I reached out and placed a hand over hers. 'I'm OK with it, really.'
At the touch of my hand on hers, Skye blushed prettily. 'Danny has become such a visitor to your lovely home, and I wanted to meet with you to check he isn't making a nuisance of himself.'
'Oh, far from it,' I said as my pussy twitched as the memory of his gorgeous cock filling me so nicely. 'I love having him here.'
'And I can see the attraction.'
'Excuse me,' I said, confused by her possible meaning. Did she know her son was my lover?
Skye beamed a friendly smile at me. 'Even at a glance I can see how motherly you are.'
I was still confused. 'Motherly?'
'I'm sorry, I think I may need to explain a couple of things to you. I broke up with Danny's father not long after he was born, so he doesn't really know is father.' Skye shrugged uncertainly. 'I'm afraid my maternal instincts never really kicked in. Poor Danny didn't have a father, and I was never much of a mother to him. I tried to find a replacement father figure for him, but I ended up having a long string of lovers instead. At least some of these were better at being a mother to Danny than me.'
'Better at being a mother?' I asked, wondering where we had gone now.
'Oh, didn't I explain. It isn't as shocking as it once was, but I have had as many female lovers as I've had male.'
Maybe I might be able to seduce her after all?
'I'm not sure how all this chopping and changing has affected poor Danny. That is why I was so glad when he made friends with dear, Jim. Your son seems such a lovely and respectful boy. He is a real credit to your upbringing.'
I felt ashamed of myself now, and not for just agreeing to try and seduce Skye, but for allowing myself to be seduced by the boys in the first place. What was I thinking?
I looked up to see Skye looking earnestly back at me. 'I don't want to embarrass you, Claire, but I need to ask something.'
'Sure,' I said, wondering where we were going now.
'Are our sons gay?'
I laughed out loud which in hindsight wasn't very considerate. But considering the amount of times the boys have had sex with me in the last few months I could positively assure Skye that her son wasn't gay. 'No,' I said, pulling myself back together. 'They definitely are not gay.'
'Not that there would be anything wrong with it if they were. After all, I've had my share of female lovers, so who am I to caste the first stone, as it were. I was simply interested.'
'As you say, there wouldn't be anything wrong with it if they were gay, but I can assure you that they both have healthy heterosexual appetites.'
'Mmm,' said Skye.
'Yes?' I said.
'Don't get me wrong, I'm sure you have a very loving home here, but, if they are not queer for each other, why is my son spending so many nights there? He has a perfectly good bed at home and, well me.'
Here it comes, I thought to myself. Time to be more truthful and see what happens. 'I'm afraid, I may be the star attraction.'
'Yes, I know that you are Jim's mother, but...star attraction? What does that mean, exactly?'
I don't think Danny sees me as a replacement mother for you. In fact, I think I can safely say he doesn't. He sees me more as his lover.'
'His lover?' For the first time Skye's beaming smile slipped. 'What does that mean?' She held a single hand up to stop my reply. 'I know what it means. But I do have to say that I am shocked! Shocked that you would take advantage of such a young man like that!'
Skye was right, of course. I have known all along that it was wrong of me. That, as the older person, I should be the responsible one, not the one who was allowing themselves to be used as a plaything. 'All I can say is I am deeply ashamed of myself.'
'As I said,' said Skye. 'I am shocked...but I'm not surprised.'
'Surprised?' Not for the first time in this conversation I wondered where we had gone now.
'No, you see, in my choice female lover I make my decision based partly on body shape. You see, I have a desire for gorgeous big tits. And you, lady, have great tits so I can see why Danny is drawn to you. Hell, I feel myself being drawn to you, despite the fact that you are sleeping with my son.'