Two MILF mess with sons’ friend and others. While he watches. His MILF mother and MILF neighbor becomes a teenager’s slut.

I just got done with my hobby, taking photographs. I was at the park and couldn’t wait to get to my computer so that I could edit today’s shots to add to my collection. I just finish my sophomore year of high School, and this is the beginning of my summer.

I just turned 15 a week ago. I’m a little nerdy but don’t look like one. I’m only 5 feet and 9 inches tall but in pretty good shape. No, I don’t have a six pack but do look very fit without my shirt. I’ve had my fair share of girlfriends, just don’t have a steady one right now.

I walked up the stairs to the back porch and entered the house through the back door. I was planning to head up the back stairs straight to my room to get started on my editing but that’s when I heard some voices coming from the family room. I was curious because my dad was still at work. I recognized my mom’s voice. Who was with my mom?

It was Gary. He’s a year older than me and a senior in high school. We used to be great friends; guess we are still friends. But when he got into high school, and I was still in middle school he thought he was too old to hang with me anymore. He now hangs around with a group of guys who I think are ass holes. Well, they really are just plain old bullies.

The way they treated the girls around them could only be called “abusive.” They didn’t seem to have any problems making inappropriate comments to women, even if they were older than them. They told them what they wanted to do with them. They even went out of their way to scare them. They enjoy humiliating the women as much as possible. What I didn’t understand is why women seem to enjoy the way they were being treated. They always came back to the guys.

A while back I ask him why his friends treat the girls they hang out with so badly. He told me: “They seem to like being treated like that. So why not?”

I’m not sure if Gary really is treating the girls the same way or not. He did tell me one time since he started hanging with this new group that he was getting to know a lot more girls in school and out of school. Plus, he’s been flirting with a few of the neighborhood’s MILF. I’m not sure about that, but he assured me the worse you treated them, for some reason, they always came back for more. Which made me wonder why my buddy is over at my house.

He’s sitting on the couch drinking some juice. While my mom is across from him sitting on dad’s chair talking and laughing with him. This wasn’t terribly strange because he uses to stop by all the time. What made it strange, he hasn’t been over for a long while.

As I told you already, Gary is a year older than me. Even at a young age he is an imposing figure, standing at over 6’ tall, with broad shouldered weighing around one hundred and eighty pounds. He is very fit with large muscles giving him the alpha male appearance. If you didn’t know him you would get the feeling, he is extremely intimidating. With a face women seem to like. He’s a member of the high school soccer team and the towns adult soccer team.

I’m just standing there watching as mom, who as always, is obviously flirting with him, nothing serious, of course. By now, I should be use used to it. She is always flirting with my friends and other men in the neighborhood. Of course, Gary is flirting back.

Gary: “You know Kay, I’ve always admired you. I have a big crush on you. I think you’re so cute and sexy.” He couldn’t take his eyes off of mom. He’s eating her up with his eyes. I can’t really blame the guy. I have to admit she’s a real hot MILF. I catch myself eye bawling her sexy body.

Mom: “Stop it Gary, you shouldn’t say that. Plus, it’s Mrs. Stone to you Gary. And yes, I know, but I’m old enough to be your mom. Plus, I’m a married woman.” She looks embarrassed, but somehow, she seemed pleased with his complement.

Gary: ““Well it’s true. I don’t care, Kay, I can’t take my eyes off your sexy body. Kay. Every time I see you, I get so hard.”

Mom still smiling: “Gary you’re so sweet, but it’s not going to happen. It’s Mrs. Stone, Gary. Plus, that’s no way to talk to me. You’re just...” She didn’t finish the statement, plus I don’t think she meant what she said.

Gary: “I have those visions of you all the time. I even dream about you, but I usually wake up just as I’m about to kiss you. I get so frustrated.”

Mom: “Gary you need to stop now. You can’t just come to my house and say things like that to me.”

Gary: “ I just wanted to let you know how I feel.”

Mom smiling: “I’m sure that took all of your courage to say that. Again, I’m old enough to be your mother and I’m married.”

Mom is still smiling at him as she stands up, picking up a book off the coffee table. Walking over to the bookcase as they continue talking. Gary’s eyes are following her as she walks. She stops at the bookcase with her back towards Gary. She bends over putting the book back on the bottom self. Gary, with a big grin on his face watching her bend over, staring at her ass in her tight yoga pants. He wasn’t alone I was also checking out her sexy ass as she put the book back on the bottom shelve.

Mom always dresses comfortably when she’s off work. Today, she’s wearing tight black yoga pants, which gave a very healthy view of her nice, tight ass. As a matter of fact, I was jealous that Gary is getting a better view of her ass than me, as she’s bending over right in front of him.

I’m used to guys checking out mom. I see men turning their heads to catch a good look of her. Most of my friends talk about how sexy she is. They’re always telling me that she’s a MILF and what they would like to do to her. I pretend to get mad at them. I would usually give them a hard punch or shove. Mostly, I retaliated to their comments by talking shit back. It didn’t upset me when they said things about her. It kind of makes me hold my head up high, and proud that she is my mom.

Guess I need to tell you a little bit about mom. Her name is Kay Stone, and very simply put, she’s a doll. She’s five foot five with long brown hair that falls just below her shoulders. She keeps it in a ponytail when off from work. She works in real estate. She always says by staying in shape helps her with sales. She keeps trim by watching what see eats and exercising regularly.

I’m not going to tell you she looks like a young 20-year-old because she doesn’t. She looks like any mom who’s a mature woman not fat or too slim just in great shape. She is always smiling and very friendly with everyone. As I said, she loves flirting. She always says flirting helps her in real estate.

Mom stays bent over longer then needed to put the book back. She knows Gary is checking her ass out. As I said I’m also checking her out. As she’s bent over there was no mistake her pussy lips are outline though her tight black yoga pants. She finally stands back up from putting the book away. She turns around smiling at Gary as she walks back over to the couch sitting next to him. That’s when I decided to join them in the family room.

As I enter the room: “What’s up?”

Mom: “It’s about time you got home!” She’s watching me as I walk into the family room.

Gary: “Hey, Jack. Out taking pictures again?” I sit down in dad’s chair.

Me: “Sure was. What are you doing here?”

Mom smiling cheerfully: “He came over to ask you a question.”

In a loud voice, Gary, looking a little mean at my mom: “Now let me talk to him, Mrs. Stone!”

Mom: “OK, OK, sorry Gary.” Looking a little upset from the way Gary talked to her but didn’t say anything about it to him.

Gary now looking at me, he continues in a normal voice: “You know my folks always have a party this time of year for the adults. You have earned rightfully a great reputation for taking pictures. Even though everyone needs to be 18 to attend the party. My mom and dad are willing to make an exception to their rule and would love for you to attend. To be the party’s photographer. She even letting me attend this year.”

Me: “I would love to but I’m only 15. I am looking forward to attending when I turn 18. Your only 17. Your folks are willing to lower the age this year. Just to have me as their photographer?”

Gary: “I know, but my mom wants to know if you would like to take pictures of the party for her. She has seen your pictures and will waver the age for you if you agree. Of course, your mom and dad will also have to approve of you going. She’s letting me because I’ve bug her so much until she gave in.”

My mom butts in: “He would be glad to do it.”

Gary again looks over at my mom with a dirty look. With a controlling, commanding voice: “Look Mrs. Stone, I’m talking with Jack. Please stop butting in!”

I noticed mom is about to say something, which made me say: “Since mom has agreed, I’m in if my dad also agrees.” Mom just smiles at me.

Gary: “Good, my mom would like for you to come over to talk to her about it. So, she can let you know what she wants done. She’s planning on paying you.”

Me: “Let her know I’ll be over later. I’ll let her know if my dad approves also.”

Mom looks at Gary with a wild look of her own, though smiling: “You’re right, Gary. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have kept butting in. I’m glad your mom is letting you attend this year. I think you will have a great time. As long as you don’t mind hanging out with all of us married folks in the neighborhood.”

For a minute there was silence as Gary stares at her. I think he was trying to send a message that he was in control of this conversation and not her.

Gary: “No, not at all, Mrs. Stone, but I think there will be a few single folks there this year, besides us two. I think we will have a great time. Jack might be too busy taking pictures to enjoy himself.”

Gary gets up and starts heading out. I follow him. Once we were outside where mom couldn’t hear us: “I didn’t like the way you talk to my mom.” Not letting him how much I’ve heard.

Gary: “Sorry but your mother needs to know I was talking. Remember how she’s always got onto us when we would interrupt her when she was talking. Well, it works both ways. She could have said something, but she didn’t. She knew she was wrong.”

Me: “Guess you’re right. Still, it didn’t seem right to me.” I didn’t want to let him know there was more to what I’m upset about. He didn’t need to know how much of their conversation I’ve heard.

Gary: “I know, It’s your mom. We’re not kids anymore. We may not be adults yet, but we still deserve respect.”

Me: “I’ll be by later if dad agrees with mom.”

I walk back into the house mom looks at me: “You don’t mind taking pictures, do you?”

Me: “No, not at all. Really. Since this will also be my first time to the party. By taking pictures means I will be everywhere, seeing everything. I might have more fun than everyone else. Plus, it’s my first paying job.”

I started to head out of the room. Before I could get away, mom: “What has got into Gary? He seems to be quite bossy anymore.”

Me: “Your guess is as good as mine. I haven’t talk to him for a long time. It could be the new group of guys he’s hanging around with.” Before she could say anything else, I headed to my room.

The yearly party at the Jones’ is the biggest in the neighborhood. Over the years, it has gotten the reputation as being a very wild party. I always wanted to check it out to see for myself how wild it was.

When dad finally gets home from work. I ambush him at the door: “Dad I have a great opportunity. Mrs. Jones wants me to take pictures at their yearly party. I need your permission since I’m only 15.”

Dad: “Whoa, let me at least get into the house.” He walks in sitting down in his chair: “Okay tell me what’s going on.”

Me excitedly: “Gary Jones stop by today telling me his mom would like for me to take pictures of their party this year. Mom already said, ok. Get this Mrs. Jones wants to pay me for taking pictures. I told Gary if you approve, I’ll stop by tonight to let Mrs. Jones knows. Plus, to hear what she wants.”

Dad: “Give me a minute.” He gets up finding mom. They had a little discussion. He also calls Mrs. Jones. He finally comes back into the family room: “Your 15, maybe you’re old enough to attend. 18 was the age all of us in the neighborhood had agree too. I’ve talked with Mrs. Jones. She informed me she’s already got the approval from everyone in the neighborhood. Guess you have such a great reputation for your pictures they all want you as the photographer. I don’t see a problem. After dinner you can go talk with Mrs. Jones.”

Me: “Thanks dad!!”

After dinner I went over to the Jones’ house to talk with Gary’s mother. Mrs. Ann Jones: “Your mom text me telling me you were on your way. Come on in. You already know the layout of the house and yard.”

Me: “It’s been a while since I’ve been over.”

Mrs. Jones: “Nothing really has change. Just film the party. I would like for you to take some individual pictures of people, if they ask. The first guests normally start to arrive around 1 P.M. I would like for you to be here before that. I want you to film everyone coming into the door as we greet them.” Which meant that I needed to ensure that I had my camcorder and a regular camera with me.

Me: “Yes, Ma’am.”

Mrs. Jones: “Make sure you film everything you see. You may have to edit some of the pictures out. No one wants any nude pictures to get out. Or anything that could end up in divorce court.”

I gave her a weird look: “Yes, Ma’am.”

Mrs. Jones: “The party can go on way after dark. I hope you have a lens which can take pictures in the dark.”

Me: “I will have that cover.” Note to self I need to get with dad and get another lens. We continue to talk about the party and everything she wanted.

I’ve heard about the Jones parties for a while now. I’ve been looking forward to attending the Jones’ party when I turned 18. This is a gift to be able to attend at the age of 15. To me it feels like a passage into adulthood. Just being invited makes me feel like an adult. I’m sure glad my reputation for taking photographs is top notch.

It’s a warm summer day. I made sure I arrive at the party before anyone else. Gary wasn’t home, which is no big deal to me. Mrs. Jones wanted me to start at the front door to catch the guests as they walked in. Mr. Jones grabbed Mrs. Jones, they had me film them as they gave an introduction. They sure were going out of their way to have an excellent film memory of the day.

Shortly after the Jones made their introduction the guest start arriving. I’m doing my thing making sure I have all the guests on film as they enter the house. All of the guests are neighbors, they all walked over. Gary walks in with four of his new buddies: “Hey Jack, having fun?” After catching my attention, he continues: “Let me introduce these guys to you. That’s Jake, TJ, Mike, and Mack.”

All four of his friends were large, well-built, young men. They were all over six feet tall and well dressed. By looking at them, you knew they are very confident in themselves. They are also members of one of the adult soccer teams in town.

I stopped filming holding out my hand to shake hands with each of them: “Glad to meet you guys. Don’t mind me, in case Gary didn’t tell you, I’m filming this whole party for his mom.”

I think it was Jake who said: “Yeah he told us. You might want to follow us around. We might have some very interesting things for you to film. Gary also wants us to take you under our wing like we did him. Which means you need to come to one of our soccer practices.”

Me: “Guess we’ll see. I can’t just follow you guys around. I need to catch as much of everyone as I can. Today is a great day to try and get to know each other.” The five of them just chuckled as they walked on in and past me.

I grabbed Gary by the arm: “Hey I figured they would all have dates since you’re always bragging to me how the girls follow them?”

Gary just looks at me: “They want to see if they can hook up here.”

I start laughing: “Really? Looks like all the women here are married.” They were all looking at me now and I just smile: “Good luck!”

A few minutes later mom and dad walk in. Dad, as always when he is off of work, is in shorts and a t-shirt. Mom is also wearing her normal off-of-work outfit: instead of her yoga pants she’s wearing blue jean shorts with a pull over top. Which did show off her rack and tight stomach. She also wearing her hair in a ponytail.

Dad looks at me: “Hope you enjoy yourself, don’t just take pictures, have fun.”

Me: “I plan on it.”

The bash is now in full swing. Everyone either has a beer or some kind of drink in their hand now. This is how I found out Gary’s new friends were all 19, because Mr. Jones did card them. I think he did it as a joke, but I saw the surprised look on his face when he found out their age: “Guess if you drink any alcohol stay the night. We don’t need anyone getting a DUI.”

I think it was Jake: “Yes sir.”

After all of the guests arrive. I move out into the back yard. Mr. Jones had a line of grills. He has task someone to man each one, even my dad is helping out. They had four picnic tables, and a few card tables set up around the backyard. People are all standing around in groups talking enjoying the day.

I milled about, videoing the party. From time to time, a couple or just an individual would stop me so I can take pictures of them. I’m having fun talking with everyone in the neighborhood as I’m taking pictures. Everyone is having a great time. The women are all flirting with the men as the men are flirting back. So far, I haven’t seen anything wild going on.

Everyone is getting drunk and having a great time. I’m also keeping an eye on Gary’s friends. Filming them also. They are also having fun flirting with all the women. I think they were trying to hook up with some of them. What was good about being the guy taking the pictures. People tend not to notice you, even if you’re right next to them. Which help me to overhear a lot of the conversations.

I heard a few women talking about Gary’s friends. Thinking it was cute that a group of young men wanted to hook up with them. I think they were all flattered by being hit on by these young men. None of them were pissed about it, because they were enjoying the attention they are getting from them. No one’s mad because the women didn’t tell their husbands.

I see mom talking with a few of Gary’s friends. It looks like she’s in a very deep conversation with TJ right now. I walk over to where they are to see if I can listen in. As I get closer, the first thing I notice mom seems to be staring at TJ’s trousers. I made sure I’m far enough away that they didn’t notice me, but I can still hear every word they are saying. I wasn’t taking any pictures at this time. In hindsight I should have.

TJ, trying to keep his voice low: “Gary is right you’re one hot chick. I think he downplay on how cute and sexy you are.”

Mom: “I’m glad you think so.”

TJ: “Sweetheart, have you ever cheated on your husband? Because I would love to show you a good time.”

Laughing, Mom in a normal voice: “Hell no! I’m not planning on it either. I’m old enough to be your mom TJ.”

TJ pushing the subject: “OK but now tell me the truth. Have you ever been tempted at all?”

Mom, giving TJ her evil eye look: “Look, TJ, you seem to be a nice guy. But I don’t think that’s any of your business!”

TJ, laughing, knowing he’s getting to her, continues: “So sweetheart, you’re telling me you have never fantasize about having a young, large hard cock fucking you?”

Mom looking TJ in the eyes: “I don’t think you need to know anything about my fantasies, young man.”

TJ chuckled: “OK, but please answer this question: have you ever wondered what it would be like to have a real man’s cock in you?”

Mom: “I have a real man at home, so why would I wonder? Plus, you’re just a young man. Not a real man yet.”

TJ: “I’m more man than you know.” he leans forward whispering in her ear; her eyes get wide.

She pulls back from him: “Look, TJ, I’m married! What if my husband found out? Or my son?” Chuckling, he moves his hands, as mom’s eyes following them. He grabs his groin which made it look like he has a Billy club stuffed in his pants. I noticed she’s now staring, or should I say, hypnotized, by his immense trouser snake.

TJ smiling as he leers at her: “You think about it. Your husband doesn’t need to find out. Nor does your son. There are five big cocks waiting to help you out with that fantasy of yours, that’s right five. Gary has a big cock also. Tell you what, go ask a female friend to join in. We won’t tell.” It’s kind of creeping me out by the way he’s leering at her.

Mom keeps staring at his groin.

TJ smiling: “I think every female wants to be treated like a slut as she gets fuck by a big hard cock at least once.”

He walks off without letting mom answer. Mom also walks away. I couldn’t believe what I heard. I found myself staring at her magnificent ass as it sways as she walks. She walks over to Mrs. Brown. They begin to talk. Mrs. Brown, lives across the street from us.

Mrs. Sue Brown is about 12 years younger than mom with two little kids. She still hasn’t loss all of her weight after having her last kid. But she has a very cute face and a great rack. Don’t get me wrong she isn’t fat.

I didn’t listen to them as I decided to go over to another group to film some more of the party. As I walk around filming the party, I noticed mom is talking more and more with Gary’s friends. I’m always either across the yard or too far away to hear what they are talking about. One time, I watch mom and Mrs. Brown having a very long conversation with Gary and TJ.

Someone turns up the music. It was a good fast dancing song. A few of the women get up on the top of the picnic tables and start dancing. Next thing I knew all four picnic tables have two to three women on top of them dancing. Even mom is on top of one of them dancing. I made sure I film the ladies dancing. Their tits are bouncing as they dance. Some of the women were shaking their ass as they dance.

I look over noticing dad sitting in a lawn chair getting a lap dance from one of the ladies. He’s laughing as I notice he’s groping her tits as she dances. I made sure I have it all on film. Only disappointment is not one of the ladies took off their top.

Time flew by and before I knew it the sun is going down. Everyone is now feeling the booze. I made sure I switch the lens on my cameras for nighttime filming. I notice a group of five guys and two women. I began filming them. The two women looked around. Guess they didn’t notice me. They smile at the guys pulling up their tops showing them their tits. The guys all clap. Finally, some tit shots. Other people notice. Now most of the women started flashing their boobs. Still, no one took off their tops. I made sure I had both of my cameras with me. I’m standing back and watching everyone. Making sure I film as many women flashing their tits as I can.

I walk towards the back of the yard, noticing Mr. Bonn and Mrs. Long. It’s very dark where they are at. I bet they didn’t think anyone could see them. He’s sitting down in a chair, while she’s sitting on his lap. With my camera I’m able to see them as clear as day. Mr. Bonn pulls up her top. He has one hand under her bra playing with one of her tits. Her shorts are pull down She’s bouncing on his lap. I made sure I film the action as she slowly fucks him.

I film the two of them until it seems as if they were done. I move back up to where it’s lighter. I notice Gary and TJ talking with mom and Mrs. Brown. I begin to wonder what on earth are the four of them talking about. So, I wandered over getting as close to them without being notice, to listen in.

Mom and Mrs. Brown are drunk. I can see them both swaying back and forth as they talk to Gary and TJ. Mom slurring her words: “You two been talking a lot of shit today. You been telling all of the ladies about your powers over women.” TJ reaches out grabbing one of moms’ boobs. Mom pushes his hands off of her. “TJ don’t touch me you little shit.”

TJ laughs: “Kay stop bull shitting you know you want me to play with you. Us guys will give you two drunk sluts what you want.”

I started walking over to them to put a stop to this. I stop in my tracks as I notice mom and Mrs. Brown just starring at TJ and Gary. Mrs. Brown: “Ok let’s say we do.”

Mom: “Calling my bluff are you. I don’t think you guys are man enough to handle us.”

Gary chuckles: “Don’t worry your sweet ass on whether we can handle you. I want to know are you sure you two can handle five big hard cocks. I think you two want to try.”

TJ: “If you two decide you really want to take on five young studs just say so. Stop playing games. We’re going to treat you two rough. Make sure this is what you want.”

Mom: “I don’t play games.”

TJ. “Then you’re ready?”

Mom: “I don’t remember agreeing to it.”

Mrs. Brown looks at mom: “Maybe it’s the booze, but I’ve always fantasized about being treated like a slut and fuck with a big cock. TJ, talk with me earlier about it. I brush him off. But when you came up to me. Well maybe it won’t be so bad if the two of us did it together.”

Mom: “Ok I’m in, against my better judgment.”

Gary looking at both of them: “We’ll meet you two down in the basement after the party. Once we come down the stairs there is no turning back, there will be no safe word.” He pauses for a second and continues: “I know it’s your fantasy Sue. Make sure it’s what you want. You too Kay, make sure it’s what you want. Once we start it’s real and no longer a fantasy. I’ve known you a long time Kay. I want to make sure this is what you want. Think about it and let me know soon.”

TJ: “You two sexy mommas already know you want it. Do as Gary said, make sure you really want it, think about it.” They both walk off.

Mom and Mrs. Brown start whispering between themselves. I couldn’t hear what they were talking about. Both were still drinking wine as they talk. I notice they started auguring with each other. Something didn’t feel right in my gut, but I figured I was going to have to wait and see what develops.

Mrs. Brown, looking a little excited. Talking louder than she intended: “I remember what Alice (another neighbor) had told me about big cocks. How her first husband could make her do anything because he was so well-hung.”

Mom: “Damn Sue they’re untrustworthy. They are the same age as my son which makes them immature.”

Mrs. Brown: “I know which also makes them dangerous. But they are so attractive. Come on, it will be just this one time.”

Mom: “Bull shit. They are dangerous. They won’t keep their word. They will tell everyone. We don’t need our husbands finding out. It’ll also ruin our reputation.”

Mrs. Brown: “I hear you but...”

Mom immediately moves her hand to her mouth: “Shh! We’re getting too loud.” With that they go back to whispering. I walked away. I still had filming to do. I sure hope my mom wasn’t going to cheat on my dad. Hopefully I can stop it before it happens.

I see Gary and TJ talking with the rest of their friends. They are laughing as they leered at the two ladies. I decided to keep an eye on them for a moment. Every now and then, they lean into each other to whisper as they stole glances of the women, so I knew something was up.

It didn’t take long before mom and Mrs. Brown walks over to the group. Mom: “Gary, can we talk with you?”

Gary: “Sure thing sexy, lets walk over here.” Gary leads the two women away from the group. They are closer to me and didn’t notice how close I’m to them.

Gary: “What do you two lovely ladies want with me?”

The two women look nervous as Mrs. Brown speaks up this time: “After a long discussion we want to do it. We need to make sure our husbands don’t find out.”

Mom adds, stressing: “Gary you need to promise that this won’t get out. We need to maintain our spotless reputation in the neighborhood.”

Gary, with a smirk: “I promise we will not tell anyone. We have our own reputations to maintain.”

Mom: “Gary you and your friends have a bad reputation. You know it. We need to make sure this doesn’t get out.”

Looking both women in the eyes. He’s a little piss, with a commanding voice: “We’re not going to ruin your spotless reputations, Kay! You’ll do that yourself! You better understand you’re not going to be handled with care. It will be rough and you’re going to be treated like sluts. Hope you don’t break! Understand once we join you down in the basement. It’s too late for you two to change your minds. Do You understand?”

Both women nod their heads. Gary: “I want to hear a yes sir I understand! Not see your heads shaking up and down.”

Mom shaken: “Yes sir. I understand.”

Mrs. Brown: “Yes sir. I understand.”

Gary: “OK, listen up both of you, you need to get rid of your husbands. Be down in the basement at the end of the party. I’ll tell my folks you want to watch a movie. I’ll let you go into the basement to watch it. I’ll let them know not to worry if you fall sleep. I’ll check in on you. If you’re not in the basement when we come in. No big deal. We will understand you changed your minds.” He walks back to his group of friends.