Sue got lost looking at the five young boys by the pool, thinking back to when she was that age. "God, their cocks were rock hard and persistent." She felt her pussy throb remembering all the boys' cocks she'd had in her hands, in her mouth, and in her pussy. Then there was Frank, the biggest cock she ever saw...had. Actually, she really didn't like him, but whenever he came over her legs opened up without much prompting on his part, no foreplay, no conversation, no rubber. Sue slid her hand into her shorts thinking about Frank's cock and how he would just show up, somehow knowing her parents were out, dropping his pants right after he came over knowing she would drop to her knees immediately to get him ready. How he would often stay hard after cumming and keep pounding her until he came again and without a word, get up and leave.
She thought back and realized she had no memory of his voice since he never said anything. She knew he was using her and rather than that being something to be humiliated about, it turned her on. Then there was the time he brought over four of his friends. He stood in front of her and dropped his pants. Why did she kneel in front of him taking his cock in her mouth? He must have signaled them as she let them get her naked. Why didn't she protest? Why did she let them stay the entire weekend while her parents were away? How did she go all weekend without sleep? Why did she not get upset when they bragged to all their friends? Christ, she got more popular overnight and the boys sure started coming over. But it was Frank she always hoped would knock on her door. 'Where is he now? I've never cheated on Drew, but if Frank knocked on my door...' Her fingers worked her clit, sliding up into her slit...her nipples aching. 'Fuck!' she thought hearing the boys arguing, 'so close...'
"Fuck you, she is not!" Mark said hotly, "Go home and jerk off, you assholes!"
Sue yanked her hand out of her shorts as she watched her son come storming into the house and without looking at her pounded up the stairs to his room. She heard his bedroom door slam angrily. She looked back out the window as the four boys walked out the back gate laughing at an apparent joke as they disappeared around the corner. 'What was that about?' She thought. 'They never fight or got into arguments...what could have caused this?'
Sighing, she decided to go to her bedroom and take a bath and finish what she started. While the bath was filling she slipped off her shorts and top. Looking in the mirror, she admired how her large, tear-drop breasts showed no sag, and she had no discernable fat around her waist. Turning, she admired her ass, or as Drew called it, her bubble-butt. "I could pass for 20 still...in fact, I still fit perfectly into my cheerleading outfit. I'd sure love to model that for Mark's friends...like I did with Frank. He sure loved that short skirt without panties."
Groaning, she turned away from the mirror and slid into the steaming water. Her fingers went right to her swollen lips, her aroused clit, in her slippery hole. She closed her eyes and imagined the four boys coming back into the house to apologize to Mark but hearing her moans they would creep into her bathroom. They quietly peer around the corner to see her, to see her large breasts bobbing in the tub, her legs wide open with her fingers pumping in and out for her sopping cunt. Their cocks tenting their baggy shorts...then pulling those shorts down...those 18-year-old cocks bouncing a couple of times before pointing at the ceiling...Frank's cock, big and fat..."Uhhh, uhhhhh...uhhhhhhh, yesssssssss...Oh Fuck!"
Sue slid down and felt her whole body go limp. 'Shit, that was nice, but not great like being pounded by a young stud urgently driving into me with one goal, to empty his balls into my tight pussy,' she thought. Realizing the water was cooling off, she reluctantly pulled herself out of the tub and dried off.
She tightened the belt on her robe and went out to the kitchen to get some water and as she passed the stairs she realized she hadn't heard a peep out of Mark since he stormed upstairs. Wondering why he wasn't even playing music, she decided to check up on him.
Knocking on his door, she heard scrambling inside. "Hang on!" she heard him yell. Finally, after 30 seconds or so, Mark answered the door. She noticed his shirt was inside out and felt guilty for interrupting him. "I'm sorry to bother you, I know you were busy," She said with a grin, "but can I come in?"
"Sure, Mom. I was just getting ready to do homework, so any interruption is a good one." Mark lied as he swung the door open and stepped back.
Mark walked over and flopped on the bed wondering why his Mom closed the door. Her robe just covered her upper thighs and she had incredible legs. He tried not to think about that as she came over to the bed.
As Sue went to sit she had to be careful as she had on her short summer robe and didn't want to flash her son. "So, what were you boys arguing about? I've never seen you argue before. Are you ok?"
"I'm fine, Mom, don't worry about it. What are we having for dinner? Can we order pizza? When Dad's out of town we always do pizza one night."
"Sure, pizza's fine, but don't change the subject. Tell me, what was it that pissed you off so much. I've never seen you that mad," Sue put a hand on her son's thigh as she said that.
"I was nothing, it really doesn't matter, nothing you want to hear, anyhow," Mark said, looking down at her hand that was two inches from his crotch.
"C'mon, I'm your mother, you've always told me everything. I can take it. I'll order the meat lovers if you tell me," Sue said as she stroked his thigh reassuringly. 'Wow!' she thought, 'it's been years since I saw a bulge that big.'
"Promise you won't get mad? I mean, you can't get mad at the guys."
"Why...I mean, yes. I promise not to get mad at your friends, what did they do to you?" Sue asked.
