Mom's hot friend let me fuck her during a sleepover.

I was twenty years old, and it was summer break, but when Mom opened the door, I knew right away I was in trouble.

Mom’s best friend Tori stepped inside, her arms overloaded with designer luggage, and her massive ass stretching the limits of a white sundress that looked painted on. Tori’s hips moved like she had their own planetary gravity; every step a slow-motion wobble of thick, tanned thigh and ass that put half my porn search history to shame. She wore wedge sandals and red toenails, and she didn’t so much walk as bounce and jiggle.

“Sarah!” she squealed, and dropped her bags to throw her arms around my mom.

The women collided, laughing and squeezing. Mom was beautiful, don’t get me wrong. She did yoga five days a week and never missed a 5K, but next to Tori, she looked like a swim coach next to a Sports Illustrated model. Tori bent at the waist to hug Mom, and I got a slow-motion, hi-def view of her sundress rising up her thighs, the thin cotton straining around an ass that looked like it could crush watermelons. She wiggled her hips and the fabric rode higher, showing the faintest hint of a pink thong.

Mom peeled away from the hug, beaming. “Tori! I can’t believe it’s been so long. Look at you, girl! You look amazing.”

Tori did a little twirl. “Divorce diet, honey. And pilates. Gotta get the merchandise tight for the dating pool.” She winked at me over Mom’s shoulder, and she caught me staring, and grinned. “Noah! Oh my God, is that you? You’re huge!”

My cheeks lit up. “Hey, Tori. Um, let me get those for you.”

She pressed the bag into my arms, squeezing my biceps with both hands. Her fingers dug in like she was testing a steak for doneness. “Damn, baby boy, you hit puberty like a truck.” Her eyes flicked down to my shorts, then back up to my face. “Did you bring friends? Or is all this muscle just for me?”

I mumbled something and tried to adjust myself, which only made her smile wider.

Mom took one of the smaller suitcases. “You remember where the guest room is, right?”

Tori sighed. “I could find it with my eyes closed. God, I missed this place. And you, Sarah. And you, Noah.” She said it in a way that made my name sound like something sticky and forbidden.

I dragged Tori’s bags down the hall and into the guest room, trying to think about literally anything but her ass. She followed, hips swinging like a metronome. The room looked exactly the same as it did when I was sixteen, which, coincidentally, was the last time I’d seen Tori in person. She’d been hot then. Now she was nuclear.

She gave the mattress a test bounce, then sat, knees apart, the dress riding up almost to her hips. She patted the space next to her. “C’mere, Noah. Last time I saw you, you were still a skinny little freshman.”

I laughed awkwardly. “Yeah… that was two years ago. I’m a junior now.”

I sat, careful to keep my hands on my knees. Her perfume hit me again, warm and sweet. Her boobs fought for attention with her ass, jiggling under the low-cut dress every time she laughed. “Sophomore, I think. You made me eat a raw oyster and I puked on the dock.”

Tori chuckled, then leaned in and hugged me, hard. Her boobs squished against my chest; her hands slid around my shoulders, nails lightly scratching. She held me a beat longer than necessary, then whispered, “You turned out so handsome, babe. Watch out, your mom’s friends might try to jump you.”

She released me, sitting back, hands on her knees. Her cleavage was a canyon, the kind of view you couldn’t buy. Her thighs, pressed together, barely left room for the dress.

“Thanks. You look good, too. Better than I remember.”

She pursed her lips. “Aren’t you sweet. Compliment a woman’s ass at my age and you get bonus points.”

I couldn’t tell if she was joking, so I nodded and looked away. She touched my knee.

“I mean it, Noah. Don’t be shy.”

I heard Mom calling from the kitchen. Tori got up, grabbed my arm, and pulled me to my feet. For a moment I was hyper-aware of how close we were, her face inches from mine, breath soft and warm. She smiled, turned, and sashayed down the hall, the bottom of her dress bouncing with every step.

In the kitchen, Mom was making sangria. Tori poured herself a glass and perched on a barstool. Mom started chopping fruit. The two of them launched into a conversation like no time had passed, catching up about their divorces, old friends and something about a disastrous trip to Cabo.

Tori kept catching my eye over the rim of her glass, running her tongue along the edge every time she drank. She made little comments, “Noah, could you grab the ice?” “Noah, you don’t have a girlfriend? That’s criminal.” “Noah, you want a taste?” each line layered with more suggestion than the last.

It was like she knew exactly what she was doing to me, and maybe she did.

An hour later, Tori and Mom were already tipsy. Mom decided it was time to change into bathing suits and hit the pool before dinner. Mom shooed me out of the kitchen so they could change. I tried to go upstairs but, as soon as I hit the landing, I heard them in Mom’s room, giggling and talking about bras and tan lines.

When I got to my room, I waited, scrolling Instagram, trying to calm down. After five minutes, I heard Mom’s voice, “Noah! Come join us!”

I put on my swim trunks, praying they wouldn’t see my hard-on. I went down. Tori was already on the deck, one foot in the pool, her bikini, neon green, high-cut and so small it disappeared between the twin planets of her ass. The top didn’t even try to hide her boobs. She bent over the edge, adjusting a pool float, and the bottoms wedged even deeper between her cheeks.

Mom’s suit was blue and athletic, showing off her runner’s legs and toned arms. She wore sunglasses and looked every bit the suburban goddess.

Tori leaned on the railing. “Noah?” She arched her back so her ass stuck out even more, then slapped her own cheek. “Get over here. Help me with this float.”

She handed me the plastic float. I bent to fix the valve, and she bent with me, our faces inches apart. She let her hair fall forward, brushing my cheek.

Mom cannonballed into the pool, splashing us both. We screamed and laughed. Tori slipped in next, and for a second her ass bobbed just above the waterline, glistening. I was not okay.

We played around, passing a beach ball and daring each other to do handstands. When it was time to sunbathe, Mom spread two towels on the deck, then flopped down to tan. Tori straddled her towel, and laid face-down, kicking her feet in the air.

“Can you get my back, Sarah?” Tori rolled her head to one side, green eyes sparkling at me. “Sunscreen?”

“Of course.” Mom squirted lotion onto Tori’s lower back, then started rubbing it in.

Tori moaned, “Lower, girl. Lower.”

Mom laughed. “You mean your butt? Tori, your butt is basically a continent.”

“That’s genetic. And you know it.” Tori wiggled, causing her cheeks to ripple and the bikini bottom to wedge so deep it was more suggestion than clothing.

I sat nearby, towel over my lap, trying to look anywhere else. But Mom’s hands were gliding over Tori’s glutes, rubbing and kneading like she was working pizza dough. Tori closed her eyes and purred. “Mmm, Sarah, you always had magic hands.”

“Maybe I should be charging you,” Mom teased.

I pretended to scroll my phone, but every so often, Tori would crack an eye open and look straight at me. At one point, she reached back to adjust her bikini, locking eyes and giving the strap a deliberate tug. Her ass jiggled. My balls turned blue.

After a while, Mom went inside to prep dinner. I stayed, just in case Tori needed anything else. She rolled over and propped herself on her elbows. Her bikini top could barely contain her boobs.

She smiled. “You looked like you enjoyed the show, Noah.”

I froze. “Uh, what?”

She cocked her head, hair tumbling over one shoulder. “Don’t be shy. Boys your age are supposed to look. Hell, you think I wore this thing for Sarah?” She winked. “It’s nice to know I still got it.”

I swallowed. “You definitely do.”

She laughed, then got up, stretching so her body arched and her ass stuck out again. “Good answer.” She grabbed her towel, shaking out her hair, and leaned close. Her lips grazed my ear. “If you ever get bored, come find me.”

She walked away, hips swinging like a dare.

*\*\*\*\*\**

Dinner was burgers on the patio. Mom and Tori drank white wine and told embarrassing stories about college. Tori laughed at everything I said, even my dumbest jokes.

After we’d eaten, my cock was already rock hard and I desperately needed to rub one off. I had to decline Mom’s offer of watching a movie together. Although when I got to my bedroom, I couldn’t do it. It was difficult to jerk off while your mom was home.

Later that night when Mom and Tori went to bed, I heard a huge metallic crack from the guest bedroom.

“Tori! Did you just break my bed?” Mom said.

I headed there as well, finding Tori on the broken bed, giggling. “Guess I don’t know my own strength.”

Mom shook her head. “That’s it. You’re sleeping in Noah’s room. He’s got the only bed that can handle you.” She pointed at me. “You’re okay with that, right, honey?”

I nodded. “Uhm, sure.”

Tori giggled, then propped herself on one elbow. “Guess I’m all yours tonight, baby boy.”

Mom left, still chuckling. Tori winked at me, then got up and followed me to my room.

Once inside, she looked around, then sat on the edge of my bed. She patted the mattress. “This one’s much better.”

I stood awkwardly by the door. “Do you, um, need anything? Water? Phone charger?”

She shook her head, then peeled off her dress. She wore nothing but the pink thong and her bikini top, which she unclipped and dropped onto my desk. Her boobs tumbled free, heavy and perfect.

My jaw dropped as I couldn’t look away from her bell-shaped breasts. “Come on, you’ve seen boobs before,” she said with a grin. She reached for her bag, pulled out a silky nightie, and slid it over her head. It covered almost nothing, the hem barely reaching the tops of her thighs, the fabric so sheer I could see her nipples and the outline of her thong.

She sat back on the bed and crossed her legs, the nightie riding up. She looked at me, eyes shining. “Undress and join me, Noah. Don’t make me sleep alone.”

I turned around, taking off all my clothes except for my underwear. I also made sure to suck the cock into the waistband, even if the bulge was clearly outlined. “Come on, let’s spoon.”

I hopped into the bed, and she wiggled her ass closer to my crotch, and pressed her body against mine. “God, it feels so nice to cuddle again. Men my age are such duds.”

I swallowed, not sure if I should put my arm around her or keep my hands to myself.

Tori fixed that by grabbing my hand and planting it firmly on her thigh. She squeezed my fingers, then guided my hand up, over the curve of her ass, until my palm rested on her bare cheek.

She shifted, grinding her butt against my lap. I went instantly, painfully hard. Tori noticed and pressed harder.

She whispered, “You like my ass, don’t you?”

“Yeah, it’s quite nice.”

She laughed softly. “It’s okay, baby. I always knew you stared at it.” She scooted back so my dick was wedged between her cheeks. She wiggled. “See what happens when you’re honest with me?”

I groaned.

She reached back and slid her hand up my leg, fingers finding my waistband. “Want to be bad tonight, Noah? Or do you want me to go back to the busted bed?”

I tried to answer, but she’d already pulled my shorts down, freeing me. Her hand wrapped around my cock, stroking it slowly and deliberately.

She guided my hand to her ass, making me squeeze and knead, pushing my fingers into the softest, thickest flesh I’d ever touched.

She leaned close. “You ever fuck a woman like me before?”

I shook my head.

She smiled. “Good. I want you to remember this forever.”

I couldn’t believe this was happening. “What about Mom?”

“She sleeps like a log.” She slipped the nightie off, and then her thong. She got on all fours, ass up, and looked back over her shoulder. “Come on, sweetie. Get what you’ve been staring at.”

I moved behind her, barely believing any of it. Her ass was a miracle. Round, tight, but soft as a pillow. I groped it, spreading her cheeks, burying my face in the crack. She moaned, then looked back. “You eat pussy, babe? Show me.”

I did as told, licking her slowly at first, then deeper. Her ass cheeks smothered my face, and she kept pushing back, grinding. She was wet and tasted like sweat and sunscreen and something wild.

She said, “Spank me. Hard.” I did, the smack echoing off the walls, leaving a red print. She moaned louder, shaking her ass. “Again.”

I did it, over and over, feeling her shudder.

Finally she reached back, grabbed my cock, and guided it into her.

The moment I pushed inside her, Tori let out a low, throaty moan. “Mmm… that’s it, baby. Nice and slow at first.”

I was shaking. Her pussy was incredibly hot and wet, but it was the sight of her massive ass right in front of me that made my brain short-circuit. I gripped her wide hips gently, almost afraid to squeeze too hard, and started thrusting, slow, careful strokes, watching in disbelief as her enormous cheeks rippled softly with every movement.

Tori pushed back against me, taking me deeper. “You can hold tighter,” she whispered, looking back over her shoulder with a wicked smile. “I know you’ve been dreaming about this ass for years. Don’t be shy now.”

I tightened my grip, my fingers sinking into the soft, thick flesh of her ass. The feeling was unreal, so full and heavy. I started fucking her a little harder, mesmerized by the way her huge booty jiggled and bounced every time my hips met her.

“Fuck… Tori… your ass is so big,” I said in awe.

She moaned louder and pushed back, meeting my thrusts. “You like it? Tell me how much you love Mommy’s friend’s fat ass.”

“I love it,” I groaned, completely lost in the sight. “It’s… perfect.”

Tori reached back and spread one of her cheeks, giving me an even better view as I slid in and out of her. I was breathing hard, trying not to cum too quickly from how overwhelming it felt.

She pulled off me suddenly and turned around, pushing me onto my back. “My turn to ride you. I want you to watch.”

She climbed on top in reverse cowgirl, facing away from me. I stared, heart pounding, as she reached back, spread her massive ass, and slowly sank down onto my cock. The sight of her thick cheeks swallowing every inch of me was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen.

“Oh my god…” I whispered, completely stunned.

Tori started riding me, rolling her hips in deep, sensual circles at first, then bouncing harder. Her enormous ass clapped loudly against my thighs with every movement, the soft flesh rippling and jiggling hypnotically. I couldn’t stop staring. It was better than every fantasy I’d ever had.

She lifted all the way so only the tip was in her pussy then came crashing down, pussy against my groin. My eyes rolled to the back of the skull as she kept going, every crash and lift pushing me closer to heaven.

She looked back at me, biting her lip. “You like watching my big ass bounce on you, baby?”

I could barely speak. “Yes… fuck, Tori… it’s so huge.”

She smiled and started riding me faster, slamming her heavy ass down onto me again and again. The wet sounds of her pussy and the loud clapping of her cheeks filled the room. I grabbed her hips instinctively, feeling them move under my hands as she worked herself on my cock.

Tori moaned, reaching back to spread herself again so I could see everything. “That’s it, Noah. Enjoy it. This ass is all yours tonight.”

I was in heaven. The sight of her massive, jiggling ass bouncing on me was almost too much. My hands roamed over her soft cheeks, squeezing and kneading them as she rode me harder. She leaned forward, giving me the perfect view as she twerked on my cock, her huge ass rippling wildly.

I couldn’t hold back anymore. “Tori… I’m gonna cum…”

“That’s what I’m here for,” she moaned, bouncing faster. “Fill me up, baby.”

With a desperate groan, I thrust up into her and came hard, pulsing deep inside her as my orgasm crashed through me. Tori kept riding me through it, milking every drop until I was completely spent.

She finally slowed down, still sitting on my cock, her massive ass resting against my lap. She looked back at me with a satisfied, teasing smile.

Then she came off me, my cock landing with a smack against my waist, her pussy gaping open, leaking cum and juice.

We lay there, panting, her hand stroking my hair. After a while, she whispered, “Can you keep a secret?”

I nodded.

She grinned. “Good. Because I’m staying for the whole week. And that was just night one.”

I drifted off with her body wrapped around me, wondering how I’d survive six more nights.

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