Top-notch dancer

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Sarah, my stripper,

cried all the way home. Her jerk boyfriend had stood her up on their anniversary.
As a single mother, it wasn't always easy to find time for dating, and she thought she'd finally found someone who accepted her and her situation. It was 10 p.m., and she knew her son, Frank, was home with his friends. She just wanted to slip into her bedroom unnoticed, change into comfortable pajamas, and spend the rest of the night alone.

Sarah was 38 and had been a single mother since her husband ran off with his secretary 15 years ago. Her son was only three then, so he had never experienced fatherly love. Raising her son alone had been incredibly difficult for Sarah, and she had always hoped he would go to college and become independent.

Sarah looked stunning, a stark contrast to her current mood. She had dressed up carefully for this special night. She wore her most glamorous short black evening gown, which barely covered half her thighs, the clinging fabric perfectly outlining her figure. The dress clung tightly to her body, fastened only at her left hip. A gap opened where the two pieces of fabric overlapped at the front, revealing the deep cleavage of her small but firm breasts. With each step she took, revealing glimpses of her thighs, the cleavage within the gap shifted its shape.

The reason for choosing this unique dress was that simply loosening one of the clasps would allow the entire garment to slide off her body without any further movement. She fantasized about presenting her body to her boyfriend as a gift on their anniversary at his house, then having sex with him until he was foaming at the mouth.

Underneath the dress, she wore a tight-fitting purple mesh lingerie with black lace, the almost transparent purple mesh covering her back and sides. Black lace adorned the edges of the lingerie, and the inverted triangle shape at the intersection of her breasts and thighs covered the front in an intricate pattern and arrangement, exposing almost her entire breasts and abdomen. To complete the look, she wore black lace G-string panties (G-strings have undergone a radical revolution at the buttock area, shrinking to a mere one-centimeter-wide rope design, making them virtually invisible under tight clothing, and the rope width is just right for comfort and freedom of movement. Generally, T-backs have a slightly wider, fabric-like backline), ultra-thin black suspender stockings, and 12cm high black "Fuck Me" brand low-cut leather shoes.

For a 38-year-old woman, Sarah still maintained vitality and a remarkably slender figure. She was 1.65 meters tall, with almost no excess fat, a slender waist, and wide hips—a truly hourglass figure. Sarah had short, satin-black hair that further accentuated her swan-like calves.

As she drove into the garage, she noticed a car parked in front of the house, the engine still running, and a woman walking towards the door.

“Need any help?” Sarah called out to the woman, trying to calm herself down. The woman turned to face her, and Sarah immediately realized she was a prostitute. She wore a pink, fluorescent bodysuit that exposed most of her buttocks, her faded blonde hair was tied up, and she reeked of cheap perfume that could be smelled from three meters away.
“Oh, I’m here for a party,” the woman said, her voice thick with a nasal tone.

“A party? I think you’ve got the wrong room,” Sarah said sternly.

“This is 421 Jefferson Street, isn’t it?”

“Yes, but I think there’s some misunderstanding.”

“I don’t think so. A guy named Derek called and said he and his friends needed some entertainment, so I came.”

Sarah knew the name; he was a friend of her son’s. She couldn’t believe her son had booked a striptease.

"Well, what exactly do you want, Miss?"

"My name is Stara, and I'm an adult entertainer."

"You're a stripper?"

"I prefer to be called an actress."

"An actress, uh? What are you going to perform for a group of 18-year-olds?"

"Believe me, darling, they're not children. Whether you like it or not, they're adults."
"I think you should leave." Sarah was a little angry. After such an unpleasant evening, she now had to argue with a stripper on her own doorstep.

"You have to pay me first, or I'm not going anywhere." Stara pointed her thumb at the cars parked on the street.

"Normally, this kind of performance costs $250, but these kids have booked a premium package."

"How much?"

"$600 including tip."

Sarah was a little lost. She wanted to get rid of the stripper, but she didn't want to cause trouble on her own lawn.
She checked her wallet; thankfully, she had gone to the bank to get cash to pay the lawnmower. She counted the money and handed it to Stara.

"That's all, only $500. I think you guessed it, you didn't get a tip."
"That's ridiculous, my time is precious."

"Then find somewhere else to strip, take your money and get out of here right now, or I'll call the police."
She knew it was a weak threat, but she had no other choice.

Stara saw she wouldn't get any more money from her, so she snatched the bills from her hand, turned back to Sarah as she walked towards the car, and said, "With a figure like that and money management skills, you should give us a call.
I'm sure plenty of young men would pay a sexy suburban housewife a good price."
Sarah ignored Stara. Entering the room, she went straight to the door leading to the basement, calling her son's name loudly.

Through the door, she heard muffled sounds of surprise and shock at the commotion caused by her arrival, waiting for her son to open the door. Leading her son into the kitchen, she said angrily, "You need to explain this to me!" Her tone clearly showed how angry she was.

“I…uh…I’m sorry, Mom. I didn’t expect you to be home so early.”

“I bet you didn’t.”

Sarah stood in the kitchen, arms crossed, waiting for his reply. After a while, seeing that her son didn’t react, she continued, “It cost me $600 to get rid of Stara. I lost $600 for nothing, and I want my money back right now!” She guessed that since he had just dealt with the stripper, Frank probably wouldn’t know that he had shortchanged her by $100.

“Oh…give me a minute, I’ll bring you the money.”

Frank turned and disappeared down the stairs. Sarah heard their muffled voices from the kitchen; her son was explaining what had happened.

“You mean we paid but didn’t see the show?”

“Dud, she’s really angry, give me the money now.”

“Frank, she’s bothering you right now, let me handle it.” Sarah recognized Derek’s voice.
After another muffled discussion, Sarah heard someone come up, and then Derek walked into the kitchen with a wad of cash.

“I’m sorry, Mrs. Anderson. We shouldn’t have done this.”

“I’m sure you’re genuinely sorry.”

He held out his hand and handed her the money.

“Here’s $600.”

“Only $600? Where’s my tip?”

“Sorry, Frank didn’t mention a tip.” He sensed she was starting to calm down, turning into a shrewd woman.

“I usually only tip after the performance.”

"Oh?" She tried to maintain a stern expression, inwardly finding it absurd to discuss such matters with her son's friend.

"Well, it seems you have plenty of time tonight and our entertainment is off the table." He paused, then continued, "If you'd like, you'd be happy to join us."

"I guess you mean, I should strip for you and your friends?"

He was encouraged that she hadn't slapped him on the spot.

"But we did pay you." He looked her straight in the eye, as if she should understand the logic.

"Derek, you wouldn't want to see an old woman like me undress."

"Sarah," he changed his form of address, hoping to persuade her. "First of all, you're not old, and you're very sexy. In fact, you could be considered the epitome of a mature woman." "

A mature woman?" Sarah knew exactly what he meant; she just wanted to embarrass him.

"Uh, yes. You know, I do want to sleep with a mother." Derek said nervously, blushing.
"You just said you wanted to fuck me?" Sarah raised an eyebrow, the new topic giving her a prickling excitement between her legs.

"Yeah, you won't be mad at me, will you? Your body is absolutely sizzling hot, I bet all of Frank's friends want to fuck you!"

Sarah wondered if she would look at her son's friend differently. "I think you should focus your attention on your peers, Derek. I'm going to bed."

As Sarah turned to leave, Derek quickly said, "Okay, if you change your mind, Sarah, you know where to find us."

"Dream on."

Back in her bedroom upstairs, Sarah threw herself onto the bed, laughing at the thought of an 18-year-old boy telling her he wanted to fuck her. The thought of a room full of young men staring at her body and fantasizing about having sex with her quickly dispelled the unpleasant feeling of being stood up by her boyfriend.

Perhaps because she had drunk some alcohol after dinner, the more she tried, the clearer the group of energetic young men became. Half an hour later, she thought in her room, since she was already dressed up to show her boyfriend her body, she might as well not waste the opportunity. She mustered her courage and decided to go to the basement to find some fun. She touched up her makeup, sprayed on more perfume, and then went downstairs. As

she descended the stairs, Sarah heard the sound of a television; a group of children were sitting haphazardly in the basement. For a moment, all sound disappeared, leaving only the echo of the television in the room. "Mom!" Frank nearly choked on his beer. Standing in the basement, Sarah put her hands on her hips and looked around the room. Her son was sitting on the sofa with three friends: Derek, Rob, and Mark. She paused, her gaze lingering on each person's eyes, adjusting to her surroundings. Derek smiled maliciously, as if he had known she would come. "Well, since you paid, I think it's fair that I put on a show for you." Sarah shifted her weight from one foot to the other. Frank couldn't believe his eyes. She was clearly serious. "Mom?" His initial surprise turned to confusion. “Is there a problem, Frank? Don’t you think your mother’s figure is good enough for a stripper?” She saw his friends all looking at him, worried he might say something inappropriate. But he didn’t say anything. “Don’t you want to see a show?” Sarah pouted. Derek poked her son’s ribs and whispered a few words. “How could we refuse your kindness, Mrs. Anderson?” Derek jumped in to save the day. Sarah looked at her son’s expression. He also stared back with his mouth agape and eyes wide open, not yet understanding what was going on. “Mrs. Anderson…” she began, her voice trailing off. “That doesn’t sound quite right for a stripper, does it? Why don’t you call me Sarah?” “Just call me Sarah.” Derek quickly interjected, and the other children nodded in agreement. “Now that you understand, turn off the TV and put on some music.” Sarah was excited and expectant to perform for these children. She went to the switch, dimmed the lights, and stood in the middle of the room, ready to perform. Sarah stopped urging him and waited for Derek to finish the music. "Hmm, what kind of show can you get for $600?" Sarah watched the boys squirming uncomfortably on the sofa, unsure how much pleasure these kids could give her. Derek once again took the lead. "We did book the premium package." "I think the premium package is more than just striptease..." "Uh... there's also dancing between the legs." Derek's face turned as red as a carrot. "Let's start with the regular part and see how far we can go." Exposing her body to a group of lustful boys, Sarah felt the temperature between her legs rising. She started swaying to the music, and each boy opened a beer. She had never stripped before, but for these audience members, it would be enjoyable anyway. Looking at the ice-cold beer, she slowly approached Derek—his legs were wide apart. She bent down, placed one hand on his knee, and took his beer with the other. Standing between his spread legs, she chugged it down and handed him an empty can. The beer helped her calm down and relax. Sarah looked down into Derek's eyes, swaying her body. She saw the desire in his eyes—he really wanted to fuck her. The thought of having sex with him crossed her mind, and she felt her vagina getting wet. After a few minutes, she returned to the center of the room, her hands running over her body. Her hands moved back and forth between her buttocks, lower abdomen, and breasts. She pushed her breasts together, feeling her erect nipples through the thin silk outer garment. In front of her son and his friends, Sarah closed her eyes, massaging her breasts and kneading her nipples. Frank hadn't yet recovered from the reality of his mother stripping in front of him and his friends. He knew she was arousing them, perhaps even more so, but he was already rock hard. Sarah slowly turned around. She bent over, her back to the audience, her hands on the floor. As her legs parted, she knew the hem of her skirt was pulled up high enough to reveal the very top of her stockings and the straps of her garter stockings. In this pose, the back of her thighs and her round, firm buttocks were almost visible. Frank's eyes were glued to the narrow, soft strip of flesh peeking out between his mother's stockings and the hem of her skirt . He felt guilty about his lustful desires, but he couldn't control himself. Sarah's vulva was soaking wet, and she wasn't dressed at all. She slowly rose, her fingers tracing the stockings up her thighs. She grabbed the hem of her skirt with her fingers, lifting it up and letting it fall, just enough to glimpse her thin-strapped panties. Then she began to undress, turning to face the sofa, her hands moving over her body. One hand caressed her breasts, the other teasingly lifted the hem. She pulled the hem up, almost revealing her panties at the top of her thighs, then moved her hand to her side, touching the clasp of her evening gown. With this simple movement, she couldn't look back. Sarah swayed her hips to the music, her hands clutching the loosened front of her dress. Slowly, she parted her hands, revealing purple mesh and black lace lingerie underneath. Just hours before, she was fantasizing about taking off all these clothes in front of her boyfriend, but now she's putting on a show for her son and his friends.

The straps slipped off her shoulders, and the dress slid down her sides, cascading to the floor around her feet.

Standing before a group of energetic teenagers, dressed in see-through lingerie, striped panties, stockings, and "Fuck Me"

brand open-toed high heels—she had crossed the line from dancing to undressing. Being so exposed before these energetic young men, who were lustfully eyeing her body with their lewd gazes, filled her with immense excitement. This was the most exciting moment Sarah had felt in years.

Frank, watching his mother's clothes fall to the floor, felt the same sense of breaking through that taboo that would drastically alter his future. His hand slid down to his crotch, unconsciously kneading his penis through her clothes. He could see his mother's hard nipples protruding from the thin black lace that offered only minimal coverage. His eyes scanned her voluptuous, sexy body, taking in every exposed curve.

Sarah stood in front of the sofa for a minute, then began to dance again, her body gripping the children's eyes. Sensing they'd seen enough, she walked towards her son, standing between his legs, and asked, "So, what do you think? Am I really up to the task of being a stripper?"

Her question was met with enthusiastic nods and a chorus of awkward groans. Even the usually confident Derek was captivated by his own allure. Standing between her son's legs, she placed one hand on his shoulder and reached for his beer.

His eyes remained fixed on her breasts. As she drank, she asked Frank, "So, son, what do you think of your mom?"

She gulped down her beer, awaiting his answer.

"Don't tell me you have nothing to say," she teased. "Do you think your mom looks beautiful?"
All Frank could do was nod.

Sarah decided to take it a step further, handing him the beer back and slipping a hand under his stomach, stroking his hard penis.

"Looks like you're quite satisfied." Then Sarah turned and walked back to the center of the room. As she walked, she lifted the hem of her bra, pulling it up to her waist. Her perfectly round buttocks were displayed before the audience, with only a narrow strip of fabric disappearing between her two plump cheeks. In the center of the room, she turned around, her hands still holding up the hem of her bra. The damp panties clung tightly to her vulva as she bounced and swayed.

Her hand reached to the side, unhooking her bra, exploring her body once more. One hand quickly slipped between her legs, finally reaching her panties. With her eyes closed, Sarah swayed her body from side to side while caressing herself.
After caressing her panties for a minute, her hand reached down from outside the straps to her vulva, her flesh wet and hot. Sarah's fingers traced her vulva, one finger sliding between the two labia, pressing firmly against the open opening.

Even though her panties covered her hands, Frank and his friends knew exactly what his mother was doing.
He watched his mother masturbate in front of him, his own penis hardening from the rubbing he was doing.

Sarah's fingers pushed further inside her body, soft moans escaping her lips. Her head snapped back, lost in thought.

"Dud, your mother's fingering herself," Derek nudged Frank again.

Sarah, who was playing with her nipples, laughed at Derek's words. She continued fingering herself until she climaxed. Her body tensed and trembled as the tide surged through her.

"Oh..." the children groaned, watching intently. Sarah waited for the afterglow of her orgasm to subside before putting her fingers in her mouth. She stared at her son's friend Rob, sucking the fluid from her fingers back and forth.
Pulling her fingers out of her mouth, she walked to Rob, who was sitting at the far end of the sofa, and turned her back to him. Standing between his legs, she bent over and swayed for him. Realizing he was too shy to touch her, Sarah reached out and grabbed his hands, pressing them against her thighs. At first, he didn't move, but Sarah felt him begin to slowly caress her. She remained bent over, her son's friend touching her thighs, slowly moving up to her buttocks. His hands pushed her bra up to her buttocks, and she arched her rounded hips towards him.
Rob could smell the scent of his friend's mother's moist vulva, just centimeters from his face.

To his disappointment, Sarah turned and stood up. Rob's hands remained on her body, even as Sarah straddled his lap. Rob's hands began a new round of groping Sarah's body, touching her breasts. Sarah lowered her head and looked deeply into Rob's eyes, feeling his hands cupping her breasts and squeezing them. She knew what she wanted, so she lifted herself up so that her vulva was directly in front of his face. Her fingers ran through his hair, then she pulled his face towards her crotch. At the same time, Rob's hands slid down her waist to her buttocks, pushing forward.

At first, Rob only used his mouth and nose to touch the thin lace of her panties. Then, he boldly stuck out his tongue and licked from one end of her vagina to the other through the panties, tasting the honey-like fluid seeping through the thin fabric. Sarah's approving moans encouraged him to continue. After licking for a minute, Rob pulled his underwear aside, stared for a moment at the mature woman's neatly trimmed vulva, glistening with her juices, and then pounced on her, licking like a hungry dog.

Sarah gasped when his tongue first touched her tender flesh. She grabbed his hair and pressed his mouth into her wet vulva. His tongue explored every inch of her soft flesh.

Frank stared in disbelief as his friend devoured his mother's vulva in front of him. But he was even more surprised by how much his mother enjoyed it.

"Oh, so good..." her moans grew louder.

Rob's head moved up and down, licking her vulva with abandon. She arched her back and screamed, her juices dripping down his chin.

"Oh, God!"

Rob kept licking until she reached another climax. The other three boys watched in amazement as she arched back uncontrollably. After a while, Sarah relaxed and slid down to sit on Rob's lap. Leaning against him, she kissed her young lover, tasting her own juices on his lips. Before standing up, she whispered in his ear, "Thank you."

Standing between Rob's legs, Sarah pulled her panties up to her hips, letting them fall to the floor.
Looking down at Rob, Sarah asked, "Hmm, how was this leg-to-leg dance?"

"Incredible..." Rob's voice trailed off, Sarah's juices flowing down his face and neck as he spoke.

Sarah smoothed her underwear and walked towards Mark, who was sitting between Rob and Derek.

"Your turn, Mark."

Sarah leaned forward, spreading his legs, kneeling in front of him, her hands moving up his legs to the bulge in his underwear. As she stood up, Sarah rubbed her breasts against his body.
Her hands moved from Mark's knees to his thighs, suddenly touching something on the sofa.

"What's this?" she asked. Sarah picked up the object from the sofa between Mark and Derek, clutching it in her hand. She knew exactly what it was.

"This is…" Derek stammered, trying to figure out how to phrase it.

"It looks like a dildo for me."

"Uh, um," Derek continued, feigning ignorance.

"Is this part of the service?"

"Yes," Derek regained his confidence. "The agent told us she likes tools."

Sarah ran her fingers over the rubber dildo, marveling at its exquisite craftsmanship. It was flesh-colored, with fine textures covering the entire shaft, and a super-realistic, large mushroom head at the tip. This was much larger than the dildo Sarah used at night. Imagining one of the boys using this rubber dildo to fuck her sent a surge of excitement through her body.
"She's not the only woman who likes toys. I have one too, just not this big." Mark looked up at her, and Sarah gently stroked the rubber dildo before placing it on her lips.

"Even though I use mine, I still feel lonely." Sarah looked down into Mark's eyes and continued.
"Do you want to fuck me with this, Mark?"

He nodded with eager desire, boldly stating his thoughts.

"I really want to fuck you with that dildo, Anderson too..." She rolled her eyes at him, and he immediately corrected himself. "Sarah."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Sarah said, sitting on the young man's lap. Sarah leaned back against his chest, raising her legs and resting them on his lap. Now her legs were wide open, making it easy for him to enter her desired entrance.

Frank and his two friends watched as Mark's hands roamed freely over his mother's legs. Mark started at her knees and moved to the inside of her thighs. He could feel the heat between her thighs through the stockings. Girls his age never wore stockings or thigh-high stockings, and the feel of the thin fabric against the tender flesh of a mature woman's thighs was something Mark thoroughly enjoyed. His fingers caressed the point where the thin lace of the stockings met the soft, smooth flesh.
His fingers followed the stockings to the straps, and then up her thighs.

Sarah's bra was pulled down, and her vulva was no longer in the boys' view, but Mark continued to caress her as he pulled the bra up, slowly revealing her wet vulva again.

Sarah's body writhed in pleasure under the boys' teasing. She moaned as she pressed her buttocks down hard against the penis clenched between her buttocks. The boys watched expectantly as Mark's hands met in the middle of Sarah's tank top, directly above her vulva.

Mark's left hand caressed her breast, while his right hand slipped between her legs. Sarah's moans grew louder; she was surprised herself, she actually enjoyed Mark's clumsy, rough caresses. She was used to men treating her body gently, but Mark was grabbing, pinching, and squeezing, as if she were his personal property.

While kneading her breasts, Mark's other hand reached for her wide-open vulva.

"Oh..." Sarah's head tilted back onto his shoulder.

Mark impatiently inserted two fingers into his friend's mother's vagina.

"No... use this..." Sarah gasped, offering Mark the thick rubber penis.

He took it and immediately pressed the large mushroom head tightly against her wet vulva. With a slight push, the dildo was inserted into her body.

It relieved her itching and instantly ignited the fire of desire within her.

"Oh, this is amazing!!!" Her body hadn't felt such a huge thing in a long time. Sarah rotated her hips on the young man's lap as Mark pushed the dildo deeper into her.

"Fuck me, Mark!!!" she whimpered. With each movement, Sarah could feel his hard penis pressing against her ass. Her eyes had been closed ever since Mark began fucking her with such passion. He thrust the dildo in and out of her tight vagina at top speed. As he fucked her, she felt her legs being firmly gripped by two hands. She opened her eyes and saw Rob and Derek playing with her body, Mark kneading her breasts as he fucked her.

This was incredibly exciting for Sarah; she had never imagined having sex with multiple men, and she loved the feeling of being touched and played with by several men at once. She saw Rob pull down his underwear, his left hand stroking his penis, his right hand touching her thigh. Without thinking, she reached out and pushed his hand away, grabbing his hard penis.

Rob's penis was already slippery from the fluid flowing from his glans, and Sarah's hand easily stroked it from head to toe.
Before his friend's mother had even stroked him a few times, Rob's penis became rock hard in her hand, his semen splattering all over himself. Sarah continued to slowly stroke his penis, semen gushing from the urethra and flowing down the shaft onto her hand. As his penis began to soften, Sarah released her hand, licking up Rob's semen from her hand, then turning her attention to the view between her legs.

Rob and Derek were still playing with her body, Mark's rubber penis pounding heavily into his vagina.
Sarah raised her hips towards Mark's hand, welcoming each powerful thrust. Her vagina greedily devoured the dildo, her plump buttocks fucking her son's friend through her clothes.

"Mmmmmm..." Mark let out a long groan as her buttocks slid along the shaft of the penis trapped in her underwear.

Sarah felt she was about to climax and began to increase the speed of her thrusts. His hand suddenly stopped pumping, the dildo deeply buried inside her vagina. She felt his hard penis pressing against her buttocks.

"Unnnungghhhh..." Mark gurgled in his throat and ejaculated into his underwear. Sarah slowed her pace, eagerly waiting for him to finish and continue fucking her.

"Don't stop," she pleaded, but he was almost out of breath and his hand left her legs.

"Let me do it," Derek said firmly, pushing Mark's hand aside and grabbing the dildo. After a short, clumsy fumbling, something unexpected happened to Sarah. Derek seemed to have flipped a switch, and the rubber dildo buried deep inside her vagina suddenly seemed to come alive. As the pleasure between her legs spread rapidly throughout her body with the constant vibration, her whole body convulsed violently.

"Ohhhhhh..." Deep moans filled the room.

Derek kept his vibrating dildo buried deep inside her vagina, his fingers moving to her clitoris. He pressed his fingers firmly against her clitoris while tightly gripping his dildo inside her. Sarah's body grew even more aroused by this new sensory stimulation until she erupted into an incredibly intense orgasm. Her breasts bounced uncontrollably; her juices flowed from her body onto Mark's semen-stained underwear. Frank watched his mother's sweaty, half-naked body, still recovering from the pleasure, occasionally twitching slightly. The whole experience felt like a dream.

Sarah reached orgasm riding on Mark's lap, and then Derek continued to play with her clitoris. Gradually, she came to her senses, pushed his hands away, and turned off the dildo. She slowly stood up, the dildo still inside her. Standing before the four boys, her bra barely pulled up to her breasts, she slowly pulled the dildo from her still-trembling vulva and placed it between her lips. She moaned softly, pushing the spear into her mouth and licking her own juices.

"I really enjoyed tonight," she said with a mischievous smile. "Derek, I think I owe you a special thank you for your performance." She leaned forward, took his hand, and pulled him to her side.
Half-naked, Sarah began to dance, her legs covered in her own juices. She pulled Derek close and pressed her lips to his. He wrapped his arms around her, grabbing her buttocks and pulling her forcefully into his embrace. Sarah swayed back and forth, her hands reaching inside his shirt to caress his chest. She pulled his shirt off her head and tossed it into a corner. She drew red marks on his hairless chest with her fingernails. While kissing him, she moved her hands to his underwear. Derek's tongue intertwined with hers, tasting the sweet and delicious flavor of her vulva on her lips. Sarah helped him take off his underwear and then pushed him to sit on a chair facing the sofa.

She knelt between his legs, grasped his penis, and lowered her face, eagerly and desperately taking it into her mouth.
Because she was kneeling with her legs spread apart, her buttocks exposed to the air facing the sofa, the remaining three boys could clearly see her vulva between her legs.

They wondered if Frank's mother was really going to suck Derek out. Her head moved professionally up and down rapidly between his legs. Her hair tangled wildly as she swallowed the young penis with relish.

"Oh, Sarah, keep sucking my cock."

The profanity aroused her even more. Sarah quickened her pace, her head becoming a shadow. Derek watched as she easily brought him to orgasm. He gripped his buttocks tightly, thrusting his hips into her hungry mouth, filling her throat with his semen. As she struggled to swallow the semen still in her mouth, he heard a muffled burp.

Her rhythm disrupted the frequency of his ejaculation, and she tried to swallow every drop of his semen. Her sucking slowed until his penis had dripped the last drop. Sarah moved her mouth away, looking up into the young man's eyes.

"Did you like my thanks?"

"Yeah, hey." He could only say this as he watched his friend's mother, half-naked, squatting between his legs, his semen dripping from her chin.

Sarah stood up forcefully and gave Derek one last kiss. He tasted the flavor of her own semen, which she seemed to enjoy. Sarah turned and walked to her son on the sofa. Standing before him, she pulled her bra off her head and threw it into the corner, displaying her full, firm breasts and erect nipples. Wearing only stockings and high heels, she bent down and pulled down her son's underwear, releasing his rock-hard penis. She looked into his eyes like a madwoman.
"I think it's your turn now."

Frank was stiff, enveloped in fear and excitement. He had just watched his mother being used like a sex toy by three friends. They shared her, and she seemed to enjoy it immensely. He was curious what other entertainment awaited him.

Frank's eyes locked onto his mother's eyes as she climbed onto the sofa, straddling his back. His penis stood proudly erect, gently touching his mother's waiting vulva. She placed her hands on her son's shoulders, spreading her legs wider.

"Do you want me?" she asked.

He didn't know how to answer.

"Tell me you want to fuck me."

He nodded slightly, but that wasn't enough.

"Tell me."

"I want to fuck you," he finally said.

His mother didn't hesitate and sat down on her son's dripping penis. Frank's friends watched in shock as he fucked his own mother.

"Mmmmmmmm..." Sarah moaned, feeling her son's penis slide inch by inch into her body.

"Ohhhhh..." Frank could no longer hold back. He thrust his hips upwards, penetrating his penis even deeper into his mother's vulva.

"Yes, fuck me with your hard cock, fuck your mommy."

Frank's hands encircled his mother's sweaty belly, his penis grinding hard into her vulva. He eagerly kneaded her breasts. His lips kissed her right breast, gently biting her nipple, his hands continuing to explore her body. He enveloped her nipple with his lips, tenderly kissing her breast.
Sarah had never experienced such exciting sex in her life. The moment her son's penis entered her body, she was on the verge of orgasm. As his lips climbed up her nipple, she desperately lowered her hips, sitting between her son's thighs, reaching her climax.

As he continued to thrust into her body, her vulva gripped her son's throbbing penis tightly. Frank's penis was enveloped and rubbed by his mother's writhing vulva.

"I'm coming," she moaned. As she came down, she said to her son. "Don't stop."

He needed no encouragement, continuing to pound his hard penis against his mother's tightly wrapped vulva. She bounced so violently on her son's penis that each time, at the highest point, only the glans remained inside her. Then she used all her strength to sit back on her son. Frank couldn't resist the intense stimulation, feeling his penis gushing forth into his mother's vagina. Before he ejaculated, she also felt his penis swelling inside her.
She sat down forcefully, locking him deep inside her. The hot flow of her son's seed flowed from his penis into the depths of her body. The first ejaculation pushed her to the edge of her final orgasm.

"Oh, good, fill me with your semen."

As his vagina squeezed out the last drop of her son's semen, they both reached orgasm together. Sarah collapsed onto her son's chest, his limp penis still inside her. They panted on the sofa for a few minutes. Finally, Sarah got up and gathered her clothes.

"Boys, are you satisfied with this premium package?"

They all nodded in agreement, too tired to speak.

Standing naked in the middle of the room, she reached down to her legs to catch the semen flowing from her vagina.
Sarah put her hand to her mouth, licking the semen off her fingers.

"Mmm...remember, next time all you have to do is invite them."

She walked to the sofa and picked up the dildo.

"Goodnight, kids." She turned and disappeared into the sound of footsteps.

(The End)

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