My Ben 3

I was enjoying a nice, quiet weekend at home while my husband was away on business. My son Ben had invited over a couple of his friends - Tony and James. They seemed like nice, respectful boys.

I busied myself making snacks and getting them beers as they played video games, not wanting to disturb their fun. But as the day went on, I noticed they were drinking more and more. Their laughter grew louder, more raucous.

When I brought out another round of drinks, I saw Tony eyeing me up and down, a lecherous grin on his face. James winked at me and licked his lips. Even Ben looked at me with a strange intensity, unlike how he usually saw his mother.

I suddenly felt very exposed in my simple housedress, the boys' drunken gazes making me feel like they were stripping me with their eyes. My skin prickled with heat.

But I brushed off the strange vibes, telling myself I was just being silly. They were nice boys. I went back to my chores.

Later, as I was in the kitchen, I heard raised voices from the living room.

"Dude, you actually fucked your own mom?" Tony exclaimed incredulously. "You're such a fucking pussy."

"Yeah man, how'd it feel to cum in your own mom?" James cackled. "Bet her cunt is all loose and gross."

I froze, heart pounding. What was Ben telling them? A cold wave of dread washed over me as I realized what was happening.

Ben had spilled our secret. The shameful, disgusting thing we'd done together. My baby boy had shared that we fucked with his friends. Now they knew I was just a filthy whore to be used.

I heard heavy footsteps and then the kitchen door slamming open. I whirled around to see Tony, James and a sheepish-looking Ben standing there.

"Well well well, look what we have here," Tony purred, stepping as he walked into the kitchen and eyeing me like a predator sizing up his prey. "The MILF we've been dreaming about fucking..."

"No! Stay away!" I shouted, backing up against the wall and clutching dress closed. My heart pounded in fear and...unwanted excitement.

James laughed harshly. "You heard the little slut, Boys. Let's remind her what happens to fuck sluts who try to fight it."

He grabbed my wrist and yanked me forward. I lost my balance and fell forwards. Before I could react, James forced my head down on his already hard cock.

"Get to sucking, whore," he commanded coldly. "And don't think about biting."

I whimpered in horror and disgust, realizing what was happening. These drunk boys wanted to use me. Fuck me. And my own son had told them it was okay because we'd already fucked.

Tears streamed down my face as I opened my mouth and let James guide his cock in. The musky, beer-soaked taste made me gag but I forced myself to start bobbing my head.

"Fuck, yeah, get that MILF slobber all over my cock," James groaned, gripping my hair and thrusting in and out of my mouth.

Tony knelt down and forced my legs open. "Spread your cunt for us, MILF," he growled. "We're gonna fuck your holes until you can't walk straight."

I sobbed as he rubbed his hard cock along my slit, my son...Ben guiding my hand to stroke his thick shaft. The alcohol on their breath invaded my senses.

James kept forcing my head down on his cock as he dry-humped my face, making me choke and sputter around him. "Yeah that's it, suck like a good cumdumpster..." he growled.

Tony positioned himself between my legs. I felt his cock head prodding my entrance as he rubbed it back and forth. "Here it comes, bitch. Hope you can take it up the ass..."

Before I could even react, he shoved forward and speared my tight rear hole with one brutal thrust. I screamed around James' cock, feeling my forbidden place stretching obscenely to accommodate the huge invader.

"Yes fucking take it!" Tony roared, pounding my ass hard and fast as he gripped my hips for leverage.

They had me fully trapped now - one boy fucking my mouth while the other viciously raped my asshole. My son stood watching with a look of horrified arousal as his mother was assaulted by his friends.

I knew it was wrong on every level but my body betrayed me, my clit throbbing as they roughly used my holes. Tears and spit mingled as James kept fucking my throat while Tony ruined my ass.

It went on forever, the three boys shifting between fucking my mouth and pussy, sometimes even double penetrating me at once. They took turns making me choke on their cocks and cry out as they pounded my most intimate places without mercy.

"Please..." I begged at one point between coughing gulps of air. "I can't take anymore..."

"Shut the fuck up, bitch," Ben growled, smacking my ass. "We're not done with you until we say so. You've got three holes and we'refilling all three."

I broke down sobbing then, the reality sinking in - they were going to wreck me in every way possible and there was nothing I could do to stop them...

I knew they would keep fucking me for hours,or days as my hubby was away, destroying my holes one by one, until their vile cum filled me to overflowing. There would be no end to this endless fucking until these young fit boys had their fill...

And in the back of my mind, a dark thrill shivered through me, that I was being used as nothing more than a fucktoy for my son and his friends. A sexual object to be defiled for their pleasure, and somehow I was wanting it even enjoying it. My only worry was I becoming addicted to my sons needs, and could I end up pregnant by him or his friends