My Son's Best Friends

It was a lovely weekend, and I was thrilled to have my son back, even if it was only for a couple of nights. When he left on Sunday, I felt a little deflated, especially when Alice said she was going to stay at her boyfriend’s again.

I worked part-time as a nurse at the local hospital, and the week was busy. So when the weekend approached, I looked forward to enjoying another nice weekend. The forecast was good, so I hoped to top up my tan.

After a long day in the sun on Saturday, I lay on the sofa in my nightie and robe with a glass of red wine, reading my novel as I relaxed. I heard a car pull up outside, but I didn’t get up because I knew Alice was out with her boyfriend, and Alex was back at university. So I was surprised when I heard a knock at the front door. I got up and looked out of the window, seeing four of Alex’s friends standing outside my door.

I pulled my robe closed and opened the door to them.

“Guys, Alex is at uni,” I said.

David smiled at me.

“We know, Mrs. J. We’ve come to see you. If that’s okay?” he asked.

I looked at each of them in turn. They’d been drinking; it was after ten. All eyes were on me.

“Me? Are you sure?” I asked.

They all nodded. My heart raced as I tried to think about how to respond. I stepped aside.

“Okay then, come in.”

They all walked past me and into the lounge. I noticed that two of them carried cans of lager, and another had two bottles of wine. I closed the door behind me, turned, and followed them into the lounge.

“I’m not dressed, guys. Give me a minute, and I’ll change.”

David stopped me.

“No need, Mrs. J. You look fine.”

They made themselves comfortable, and I noticed that Mark and Peter sat on the two chairs, while David and Ben sat on the sofa, with a space between them for me. I stood and looked at both of them.

“Come and sit, Mrs. J.” David patted the space.

I sighed and sat between them, feeling them pressed against either side of me. Cans were opened and handed around, and they began to ask what I had been up to. As we chatted, I noticed that they all concentrated on me. And as the drink flowed and they became less inhibited, so did I.

I knew I should try to get them out of the house. The fact that there were four young men in my house, and I was sitting in my nightie, and I’d been drinking, was not good. I had slowly become aroused, and it became difficult for me to conceal my arousal as the night progressed. I looked at them.

“Okay guys, tell me the truth. Why did you come here tonight? I am sure that you knew Alex was away.”

I stared at them as Mark and Peter, the two on the chairs, suddenly became less confident and averted their eyes from me. I turned to David.

“Well, David?”

I stared at him, seeing that he was uncomfortable and struggling to speak. Mark blurted out.

“Tell her, Dave!”

I turned to Mark.

“Tell me what, Mark?”

I stared at him as he blushed and hung his head, embarrassed. He mumbled something inaudible.

“What was that, Mark?” I asked.

He lifted his head and looked at me, taking a breath.

“We came here tonight because we all fancy you, Mrs. J.”

My heart skipped a beat as he said it, and I felt my pussy twitch. It was so wrong; these guys were my son’s best friends. But they were also all so hot, and if I was honest with myself, they had individually appeared in many a masturbation fantasy in the past.

I looked at each of them in turn.

“Is that so?” I asked.

They all stared at me now, and one by one, they nodded.

“So, you say that you all fancy me. What was the plan? To come here and all take turns fucking me?”

They stared like rabbits in the headlights, shocked and speechless. And each of them, to a man, blushed bright red, but none of them replied.

“Let me ask you something, guys. Have any of you had sex before?”

They hesitated, then one by one, they all shook their heads. I smiled.

“So, all four of you are virgins. And you thought it would be a good idea to come here tonight and lose your virginity to me?”

Again, they looked embarrassed and as if none of them wanted to be there.

“Relax, guys. In case you haven’t noticed, I haven't kicked you out.”

It was Peter who spoke up first.

“You mean?” he stammered.

“I mean that I’m flattered. But you’re my son’s best friends. How would I know that you wouldn't go and tell him all about it if I did?”

They all looked at me and at once began to insist that they would never tell him. I smiled as they slowly relaxed. I looked at Mark.

“Tell me, Mark, how far have you gone with a woman?”

He glanced at his mates and looked mortified.

“Er, I’ve touched breasts.”

He lowered his head, embarrassed.

I moved across to Peter and asked him.

“I’ve fingered a girl, and she wanked me.”

He seemed to be proud.

“David?”

“Er, kissed.”

I smiled; he was possibly the best looking. I was surprised at him.

“Ben?”

He sighed.

“I’ve never had a girlfriend.”

I noticed the others smile, mocking him.

“Hey! That’s not going to get you anywhere. Let’s face it, none of you has anything to brag about in the sex department, do you?” I raised my voice.

The three of them lowered their heads, and I placed my hand on Ben’s and squeezed it. He smiled.

I looked at them.

“Okay, boys. Let’s just say that I was okay with it. How did you think it was going to work? Did you think that all four of you would fuck me at the same time, all in one room? Or one by one?”

They looked at each other, clearly not having a plan. Again, Peter spoke up.

“To be honest, Mrs. J, we thought that you’d throw us out.”

I smiled.

“I might yet.”

They looked down, and I laughed.

“For God’s sake, boys, relax.”

I told Mark to hand out some more drinks, and as he did, I continued.

“To be honest, boys, I don’t think any of you would be confident enough to have sex in front of your mates. Trust me, that takes a lot of courage and experience.”

They all nodded in agreement.

“Have any of you seen a naked woman in the flesh before?”

Some of them had seen bits of flesh, but not a whole naked woman. I smiled.

“Well, okay. Let’s see how we get on. For starters, I want all of you to undress, in here, down to your underwear. When you are done, I will take off my robe and nightie, and you can look. How does that sound?”

A glance amongst them, and they nodded and stood and began to undress. Some were more confident than others, but in quick time, all four of them stood in their boxers, and to a man, they sported erections. I glanced at them in turn and could see who was the biggest and who was the smallest. I congratulated them.

“Change of plan, guys. Because you all did so well, I want to see what’s inside those shorts first. Any objections?”

I looked around, and I could see that Ben was nervous. I walked over to him.

“Ben, are you okay, honey?” I asked.

He nodded, but I could see him tremble. I smiled.

“Would it be easier if I took them off you?” I asked.

He looked at the others, then nodded. I smiled and stared at him as I slid my fingers into the waistband of his boxers and slid them down. His hard cock sprang free as I pushed his boxers to his feet. I stepped back and admired his cock. It looked nice, not long, about six inches, but it was solid, and pre-cum soaked the circumcised tip. I looked at the others; none of them had moved. I smiled.

“I take it you all want me to take them off you?”

They all nodded. So, I worked my way around them, and soon I had all four guys standing in my lounge, naked, with their hard cocks pointing at me. I stood back and looked. It was a nice sight. Ben looked to be the smallest at six, Mark was slightly bigger, Peter was a good seven inches, and David was the biggest, over seven inches, and it looked quite impressive.

I told them all to sit down, and I looked around the room.

“Okay. I promised, so here goes.”

I dropped my robe and pulled my nightie over my head and stood before them, naked. My thirty-six C-cup breasts were topped with hard brown nipples, and my trimmed pussy hair was damp with moisture from my wet pussy. All four of them stared at me as I stood before them. I tried not to show it, but I was trembling with excitement. I couldn't believe what I'd done. I turned to each of them so that they could get a good look.

“Oh, Mrs. J.,” Mark sighed.

I smiled.

“Guys, if we’re doing this, then call me Jane.”

Ben stared.

“Fuck, Jane, you’re hot. You’re the hottest of our moms.”

I smiled and thanked him.

I looked around at them and made my decision. It was on!

“Okay, guys. I don’t think that you’re up for a group fuck. So, we will have to go one at a time. Any objections?”

Nodding heads all around, I smiled.

“Have you got the time? It’ll take maybe a couple of hours or so.”

Again, each of them nodded in agreement. I looked around them; I’d go in order of size. My eyes fell on Ben. I smiled at him and held out my hand.

“Come on, Ben, you're first.”