Son’s best friends turn a MILF into a depraved fucktoy

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As the vibrator touched her clit, she thought about Milo’s fearlessness in touching her, in clutching her tight.

“Take me Milo,” Emilia whispered, her eyes squeezed shut.

As her legs parted wide, she thought about Jaxton dropping her shorts and holding her in those powerful arms, crushing her to his muscles as he fucked her over and over and over again.

“Mm, Jaxton, fuck me hard,” she cried out.

But most of all, she thought about Simon, and that rock-hard prick of his against her back, the hot breath of his words against her ears. She thought about taking their cocks in her hands, maybe sucking one of them down while she jerked the other two off. In her fantasy, it was Simon who got the blowjob, and Jaxton and Milo in her hands, but oh God, she wanted all of them in every possible way.

“Fuck me Simon,” she gasped, “Oooh, fuck my slutty face.”

They were her son’s best friends.

And Emilia burned for them like she’d never burned for anyone. Not even Jim. Not even her husband.

She came like a geyser, her feet rolling, her knees pumping up at the air as her orgasm rushed through her. Her lips parted in a sharp cry, and Emilia finished, panting for them, gasping for the young men to fill her hands, her mouth, her pussy.

And as she came down, Emilia opened her eyes. A few pictures of her and Jim and Landon hung on the opposite wall, and she blushed as she looked at the younger, happier versions of herself, the ones that weren’t so desperate, so lonely.

* * *

The cheerleading coach knelt on all fours, stuffing her face full of Jaxton’s cock as he idly stroked her head. Ms. Rosie Brook had been Milo’s first conquest when he turned eighteen. On a bet from Simon, he walked right into her office, told her he’d just turned eighteen, and kissed her right there. It was ballsy and should have led to him getting expelled. Instead, ten minutes later, he was deep in her cunt from behind, fucking her bent over her desk as she howled his name.

Just five years older than they were, Ms. Brook was a blonde stunner, with honey-gold hair, a wide smile capped by plush lips, and an ass that all of them loved to plow on a regular basis when they were home. Her big tits swayed as she enthusiastically drove her mouth up and down Jaxton’s cock. Of all of them, he was her favorite. She had a thing for black young men.

“If we do this,” Simon said, rolling his bottle of beer hand to hand, “it fucks things up between us and Landon. Forever.”


“I know,” Milo said. He sighed. “Dude’s my best friend. It sucks.”

“Was,” Jaxton said. He idly grabbed a fistful of Ms. Brook’s hair and drove her down harder on his cock, making her gag. She stared up at him, fire and fury in her eyes, but he ignored her. “But do we really care? Landon got himself some pussy on the reg and checked out.”

“Aw, come on, man, we still bullshit on Facebook,” Milo said.

“You two live close to each other,” Simon said. “When’s the last time he wanted to hang out? Do anything?”

Milo considered that, and shook his head. “You’re right. I know. I just… ugh, we’re talking about sleeping with his mom.”

Jaxton finally relented on Ms. Brook and she came up off him, gasping, “You asshole.”

“Don’t backtalk me, slut,” Jaxton said. He snapped his fingers and pointed at his dick. Her eyes still held his as she dropped low on his cock again, bobbing even harder. She liked to be treated roughly. Her thighs were already wet, and getting wetter.

Simon stood up and unzipped his shorts. “Of course we’re talking about fucking Mrs. Candless. You’re going to tell me she’s really not number one in your dream journal, Nancy?”

Milo blushed at that. “I mean, yeah, of course. She’s the hottest woman ever.”

Ms. Brook came up off Jaxton again. “I’m right here, you know.”

Simon’s shorts and skivvies dropped to the ground and he stepped over to Ms. Brook. None of the three guys were shy about being naked around each other. Over the years, they’d developed a code — if someone was getting fucked, they all got fucked. Landon wasn’t part of that. He was a friend, but he was too nice a guy for this aspect of their friendship. He didn’t like to use women. They did.

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