Becoming My Mother’s Lover, Mike Joins In.

I was only sixteen when I first became my mother’s lover. It had actually began quite innocently enough. My mother was a particularly attractive woman in her early forties when my father was killed in an industrial accident. It was a traumatic feeling for me, but even more so for my mother. In the months immediately after my dad’s accident, mom had become increasingly despondent, her appearance had deteriorated, and her cheerful demeanor completely disappeared. This was a shocking change for a woman who had been attractive, lively, and well groomed all of her life.

My mother was a petite woman, only about five foot three inches tall with a taut slender build and weighing only about 115 pounds. Her breasts were fairly small, although very shapely and well formed and she had truly spectacular legs for a more mature woman. Many short women seem to have legs that appear thick and unattractive, but my mothers legs were perfectly proportioned for her height. Although her hips were fairly full, she had a slender waist and always looked wonderful in shorts or slacks. Mom wore her dark brown hair trimmed to just shoulder length and the streaks of gray just seemed to make her hair even more appealing. However, in the months after dad’s death, she looked haggard and gaunt and seemed totally unconcerned with her looks.

In the beginning I only sought to comfort my grief-stricken mother, devastated by the loss of my dad. However, one thing had led to another and I quickly found myself in a powerful, incestuous relationship. Once we began our sexual escapades, however, there had been a remarkable change in her appearance. Suddenly she made sure that her clothing was attractive and stylish and she always made certain that her makeup was applied just right. Even though my mother was not stunningly gorgeous, her face was quite beautiful and brightened with a dazzling smile, bright green eyes, and full lips.

Almost a year after my sexual adventures with mom had begun, the whole experience expanded and changed significantly when mom seduced my best friend, Billy Williams. Over the succeeding months my mother seemed to become more and more obsessed with sex … with me and, whenever possible, with the both of us. Of course, Billy and I were euphoric that my mother always seemed ready to fuck and suck with her two perpetually horny teenage studs. Billy’s mom could never understand why her son was so anxious to sleep over at our house, but was delighted that his best friend’s mother always called and encouraged her to let him come.

About a year into our sexual adventure another twist to the relationship was about to take place Billy, who now preferred to be called Bill, and I started the new year at our high school. Much to our surprise we were delighted to see an old familiar face among our classmates. Mike Allen’s family had been my family’s next door neighbor when we were growing up until his parents had moved to Raleigh when we were in fifth grade. Mike, Billy, and I had been inseparable as youngsters and in constant trouble for our pranks and mischief making.

We kept in touch for awhile after he moved to Raleigh, but eventually lost track of each other. You can imagine our surprise when Mike’s family returned to Greensboro! We quickly began to pal around together again, although we weren’t getting in quite as much trouble as we had when we were younger. However, by this time, we were constantly horny teenagers and that changed the focus of our attention and actions, as well.

As the months went by, Billy and I alluded to a sexual relationship with someone, but we never told Mike exactly who it was. Tormenting him, we would describe things we had done with our “girlfriend” in vivid detail while we masturbated together and during the “jack off contests” we had to see who could shoot first and farthest. We brought Mike over to our house several times during this period and my mother was always very friendly and delighted to see that the little boy that had lived next door had grown into a tall, strapping teenager in the six years after he had moved away.

Just as she did with Billy, mom enjoyed playing cards and popular board games with the three of us. It was after one of these board games when mom told Mike “You need to know how to ‘slow dance,’ if you are ever going to have a girl friend, Mike.” This was the very same thing she had said to the innocent Billy prior to his seduction. She led all of us to the living room and turned on the stereo. She demonstrated what she had taught us by dancing with Billy and me. While Mike watched, she whirled us around the living room, holding us close as the music played on the stereo. As we danced mom held us tight, grinding her pelvis into our groins, quickly prompting tremendous hard-ons. Bill and I even noticed that Mike had an obvious erection in his jeans as he watched our dancing demonstration.

Mom then pulled Mike to the center of the living room and taught him the techniques for slow dancing while Bill and I sat on the couch and watched. Mike’s response was the same as we had experienced. His face was flushed as mom crushed against his pelvis, obviously aware of his prominent erection. Mike tried to conceal the fact that he had a full-blown erection without much success, while mom seemed to thoroughly enjoy arousing the horny teenage boy.

Predictably, mom and I eventually had a discussion about Mike. We talked and I had told her how we had been tantalizing Mike during our jack-off sessions, describing in detail what we had been enjoying with our unnamed girlfriend. I told mom that he kept telling us that he wanted to join us with her some time.

“Well,” my mother said, smiling softly, “Perhaps it would be nice to have Mike come to our house for a very special sleep over. I’ve had some very enjoyable times with you and Billy, why not just see if Mike really would like to join us, as well.”

Just as she had done with Mrs. Williams, she called Mike’s parents and invited him to spend Saturday night with us, “So the boys can get to know one another again. ” Mrs. Allen was thrilled and quickly approved the suggestion for the following weekend, even though Mike had a family obligation on Friday, he would be able to come on Saturday.

After school that Friday, Mike and I went to Billy’s house and, predictably ended up in a Jack-Off contest. As we rested after our contest, the conversation returned to the matter of our “girlfriend.” Mike pleaded with us to tell him who she was, even making a few guesses, naming several girls from our homeroom. After tantalizing him for a while, I decided to tell him. “Mike,” I finally said, “It’s not any of the girls in our class … or in our school. It’s someone who is much older, a grownup.” Mike stared, confused. “A grownup? A grownup woman?” he asked “Who is she?” I paused and then softly said, “My mother.”

Mike stared at me in disbelief. He glanced at Bill who just nodded in agreement. Then Mike smiled and laughed, “Yeah, right, you guys! You’re bullshitting me!” “Yeah,” Bill added “I’ve been fucking her, too. We have been having incredible sex with Tommy’s mother all this year.”

“Mike, you’ll believe it Saturday night when you get to fuck her,” I concluded. Mike seemed doubtful, but I think he realized that it really might be true. He obviously didn’t think that I’d make something like that up. Even so, I could imagine his mind working feverishly as he began to imagine what it would be like to fuck my attractive mother.

Mike was dropped off at our house by his dad early Saturday morning. We played some football and generally fooled around all day long, even helping my mom weed the garden. Although he didn’t say anything, I was quite sure that Mike was trying to sort out the sensuous thoughts that raced through his mind. That evening my mother’s stud service increased in number and another new adventure began.

We had dinner and played a “Cut-throat hearts” card game, then we helped mom wash and dry the dishes. “Boys,” mom announced, “I’m going to get out of my work clothes and get into something more comfortable,” .