Lauren knelt in the center of Ryan's bedroom floor like she belonged there, pink bunny ears flopping with every eager forward bob of her head. Sam's cock vanished between her lips over and over, slick and shining from her spit.
She sucked him relentlessly, cheeks hollowing tight, throat relaxing to take him deeper each time she pushed forward. Wet, obscene slurps filled the room, mixing with the low groans coming from the boys around her.
Thick ropes of saliva and his leaking precum drooled from the corners of her mouth. It ran in slow, glistening streams down her chin, dripping in heavy drops onto her heavy breasts.
Every bob made her tits jiggle. Her tits soft, full, swaying heavily under the pull of gravity and the constant motion.
Ryan stood frozen in the doorway, chest tight, heart slamming so hard he thought it might crack a rib. That was his mom's mouth.
His mom's mouth stretched wide around Sam's dick, lips swollen and glossy, cheeks flushed from the effort. The same woman who used to tuck him in at night, who made pancakes on Sundays, now moaned softly around another guy's cock like it was the only thing that mattered in the world. His stomach twisted, hot and sick, but his own cock throbbed painfully against the front of his jeans, betraying him again.
Steve stepped up beside her, pants shoved down, stroking himself slowly as he watched.
"Room for one more, Neighbourhood milf?" he asked, voice thick with excitement, almost polite.
Lauren didn't hesitate. She pulled off Sam with a wet, sucking pop, a long glistening string of spit stretching from her lips to the swollen head of his cock before snapping. Without a word she turned her head, took Steve's cock between her lips, and sank down in one smooth, practiced glide.
Her right hand stayed wrapped around Sam's slick shaft, stroking him slow and firm, keeping him hard and throbbing in her grip. Her left hand slipped between her own thighs, fingers finding her clit through the tiny soaked pink thong, rubbing in tight, frantic circles.
Leon noticed ryan standing there, eyes flicking over with that same easy, cruel grin.
"Ryan." Leon called, voice casual like they were still just hanging out in the living room. "You are just in time, I was about to show something fantastic. Your mom is really slutty."
Ryan's legs felt heavy, like they were moving through water, but they carried him forward anyway. One step. Another. Closer to the scene he couldn't look away from, even though every part of him screamed to run.
Leon circled behind Lauren, eyes locked on Ryan's face the whole time.
"Watch close," he said, almost softly.
He brought his hand down hard on her ass. The slap cracked through the room like a whip.
"Neighborhood milf."
Lauren moaned around Steve's cock, the vibration making him groan low in his throat. Her back arched instantly, ass lifting higher, cheeks spreading just enough to show the fluffy pink bunny tail plug nestled deep between them. She kept sucking, head bobbing steadily, but her hips tilted up obediently, presenting herself like it was the most natural thing.
Ryan stared. His mom was raising her ass on Leon's command. She was now displaying herself for his best friend like a bitch in heat.
Leon grabbed the fluffy pink ball of the tail. He tugged gently at first. Lauren's whole body tensed, a muffled whimper bubbling around Steve's shaft.
Leon pulled slower, deliberate.
A large bead emerged. It was big, smooth, silver-metallic, shining with lube and her own slick juices.
Ryan's heart dropped by the size of the bead inside her.
It was larger than the fluffy tail itself, stretching her tight rim as it slid free with a soft, wet sound. A thin, glistening string of clear fluid connected it to the next one still buried inside.
Lauren let out a long, relieved moan, the sound muffled but desperate, vibrating through Steve's cock.
Ryan exhaled shakily, chest loosening for half a second. It's out.
But the string stayed taut. Another bead. There was another one waiting.
Steve let out a low whistle. "Woah! That whole bead was up her ass the entire time?"
Jack laughed, hand pumping his own dick faster. "Fuck, man. It's way bigger than I thought. Look at the size of that bead, it's huge."
Leon kept pulling, slow and careful, like he was unwrapping a gift.
The next bead pressed against her clinging hole, stretching the tight ring wide. It resisted, the muscle gripping hard, refusing to let go.
"She's holding on tight" Leon said, voice amused. "Come on, neighborhood milf. Give it up for the boys."
He planted one hand flat on her big ass cheek, spreading her wider for better leverage. Then he tugged harder.
The bead finally popped free with a loud, obscene plop sound.
Lauren's legs shook violently. Her fingers on her clit blurred faster, frantic. A sudden gush of clear liquid squirted from her pussy, splashing down onto the carpet in a spreading puddle beneath her knees. She came hard—body jerking, muffled cries around Steve's cock, thighs trembling like she might collapse.
"Oh shit." Jack muttered, eyes wide. "She just fucking squirted from getting her ass beads pulled."
Steve groaned, hips bucking shallow into her mouth. "Don't stop, keep sucking. Fuck, that's hot."
Lauren's glassy eyes flicked up toward Ryan for just a second, soft and loving even with her mouth stuffed full.
Ryan's mind cracked open. His mom just came from having a string of anal beads yanked out in front of my friends.
The carpet under her is soaked with her cum.
His cock strained painfully against his zipper, hot and throbbing, leaking a wet spot into his boxers. He hated it. He hated himself. But he couldn't look away.
Leon looked back at him over Lauren's arched back, eyes dark with satisfaction.
"See that, bro?" he said quietly. "Your mom's pussy is dripping just from having her ass played with."
Lauren finally pulled off Steve with a gasping breath, spit trailing from her swollen lips to the head of his cock. She panted, chest heaving, breasts still jiggling with the motion. The puddle under her knees glistened in the low light.
She looked straight at Ryan, voice hoarse but sweet, the same tone she used when she asked if he'd eaten breakfast.
"Baby…" she whispered. "It's okay… Mommy's just… making the boys happy…"
Leon stood up slowly, wiping his hand on Lauren's ass cheek like it was nothing.
"Alright." he said, grinning. "Warm-up's over. Time for the main event."
Lauren stayed on her knees a moment longer, breathing hard, eyes half-lidded. Then she looked up at the boys around her, smile soft and dreamy.
"Who's first?" she asked, voice thick with need.
Ryan's world narrowed to the sound of his own heartbeat, loud and drowning out everything else.
To be continued...
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