Caught Mom with Best Friend (Part 3)

The following is based on a true story…

After jerking off to the image of my friend fucking my mom, I decided to go back home and wash up. When I pulled up to the house, I realized Ryan’s black Mustang was no longer parked in the driveway. I opened the door… no one was around. I ran upstairs to take a shower and wash the sperm off me. After taking a long hot shower, I walked downstairs with the towel wrapped around my waist. I discovered mom sitting at the kitchen table. She looked distraught. The first thing she said to me was: “I’m sorry.” I stood there and really did not know what to say. My mom started talking again: “Ryan and I have been seeing one another for a while now [dating]… I’m so sorry… I know he’s your friend… I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I promise you this will never happen again.” I finally realized that I had to speak up and save their relationship for their sake and mine: “It’s okay mom… I’m okay with it. I understand it’s been a while since you’ve been with a man. I have no problem with you seeing Ryan… zero problem. I want to see you happy.” I then dropped a bombshell, “I know you two have been seeing one another. I’m totally cool with it.”

Mom sat speechless and then replied, “You knew?”

I responded, “I knew and I’m okay with it.” After further conversation, I finally left the kitchen and went upstairs. I wanted to leave her alone to think about what I had said. I texted Ryan and told him to “call me!!!” He never responded. Days turned into weeks without seeing or speaking to Ryan. Finally, I received a text from him inviting me to go out. He drove up to the house around 10 at night. He honked the horn and I left the house and got into his car. I had no idea where we were going. He drove dangerously fast down the street. The first words out of his mouth: “I know you know I’m seeing your mom. I saw her again last night.” I sat speechless. The balls this guy had to tell me this. He went on to say, “She came all over my backseat.” I sat there and began to get an erection… I laughed nervously at what he was saying. I had no idea if he was k**ding or not. He told me that he and she were “dating again.” He also informed me that I will be seeing more of him around the house. I nervously said, “Okay, alright.” He then drove me to a college party. He introduced me to everyone as the “son of that MILF I’m fucking.” I felt belittled.

The following day, mom broke the news to me that she and Ryan were “dating, but nothing more.” She wanted to know if I was okay with it. I told her that I was totally “cool” with it. She was so delighted to hear me say that. Her bight eyes expressed to me that she really liked him. I felt good. I was assisting with my mom’s wellbeing and happiness.

Trish, my mom, then informed me that she and Ryan were going out that night at 9:30. I watched as she got ready for him. She put on a tight red sweater, tight black leather pants, and high red heels. Her tits and ass looked so huge and perky. I never saw her dress so slutty in my life. A little after 9, Ryan pulled in the driveway and honked the horn. Mom gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. She whispered in my ear, “Thank you.” If felt so good to see her happy again (especially after dad left). At the same time I had this strong sensual desire to see my alpha male friend fuck my sexy mom senselessly. I went in the bathroom and jerked off at least two times that night to the image of Ryan filling my mom’s pussy with his seed. After 3 am, I heard both of them come in. I pretended I was asleep in my bed. I heard both of them talking and giggling. They both sounded drunk. Minutes later, I heard nothing but silence. They were most likely making out downstairs. An hour later, they both tip toed upstairs and closed my mom’s bedroom door. I heard the bed repeatedly squeak throughout the night. They were fucking only meters away!!! I couldn’t help but get out of bed, take off my boxers, and ejaculate in my beanbag chair in the corner of the room.

The next morning, I awoke and went downstairs only to see Ryan shirtless and in his underwear sitting on the living room couch. I couldn’t help but see his massive bulge. He had a big smile on his face and said, “Oh, look who just got up!” I giggled. I walked in the kitchen only to find my mom in a skimpy bathrobe; her tits were barely concealed. She asked me if I wanted any eggs. I responded “no thanks.” Ryan came in and put his hands on my shoulders. He then walked over to my mom and kissed her on the lips. She giggled while he looked right at me with a smirk. Later on that morning, I was sitting in the living room watching TV while mom was upstairs taking a shower in preparation for work. Ryan came over and sat right next to me in his underwear. He said, “Holy shit, your mom wore me out last night.” I just sat there watching TV and sarcastically responded with, “That’s great.” He replied, “I mean it. Your mom is one the best. Nice ass, amazing tits, tight body…” I then cut him off and said, “Okay, I get the picture.”

The following nights and mornings were the same. Ryan basically became a member of the family and stayed with us on a regular basis. One weekend I went out and returned home high on weed a little after 4 am. Ryan and mom were upstairs. The moaning and the orgasmic screams were so loud. I couldn’t help myself. I stripped off all of my clothes and sat on the leather living room sofa (where I found them fucking in the past) and began to wank in the dark to their lovemaking noises. Minutes later, there was silence. I did not know if they were done or not. I continued to jerk harder and harder. While I was wacking it, I did not hear Ryan come down the stairs. He turned the corner and turned the lights on. I was caught like a deer in the headlights. I was completely naked, my hand was on my hard cock, and my clothes were halfway across the room. I saw Ryan looking at me. He was completely naked. His dick appeared wet and semi-erect (still very large). He yelled and laughed at the same time, “What the fuck!? Put some clothes on you pervert!” I got up and ran over to my clothes on the floor. By the time I turned around, Ryan was headed back upstairs. I didn’t see Ryan for the rest of the night. He stayed with my mom in the bedroom. I went downstairs into the basement to fall asleep.

The following morning, I walked upstairs and discovered Ryan at the kitchen table. My mom was upstairs taking a shower. Ryan laughed and jokingly yelled, “The pervert finally got up!” I nervously laughed at his joke. I went over to the refrigerator to get a drink of water. Ryan then said, “If you wanted to watch all you had to do was ask. Tonight I’ll leave the door open.” He continued to laugh. I had no idea if he was joking or not. I grabbed my water and headed into the living room.

That night, Ryan and mom went out on another date. They came home around 3:30ish. I pretended that I was asleep like most previous nights. Both of them headed upstairs trying to keep their voices down. I listened intently. Minutes later, I heard the ever-so-common squeaking of my mom’s bed. I heard slight moaning. She tried to keep it down. I was curious; I wanted to see if he really left the door open. I haven’t seen them fucking in a while. I rolled out of bed without trying to make much noise. I tip-toed over to my door in the pitch blackness. While biting my lip, I slowly turned my doorknob. Once my door was open I saw some light peeking through the side of my mom’s bedroom door. Yes! The door was partly open! I tiptoed down the hallway to the entrance of my mom’s room. I looked through the crack. I had a hard time seeing anything. I slowed pushed the door a little more to see what was going on. Most of the room was illuminated in a dim light. I finally discovered what I was looking for. My mom was being fucked from behind by Ryan! My mom tried to stifle her moaning and screams by burrowing her face into a pillow; her hands gripped the pillow with such intensity. Her ass was up in the air. Ryan repeatedly plowed her from behind. I pulled out my dick and began to jerk it right there in the doorway. He looked over towards the door. I’m not sure if he saw me or not at the time, but he smiled and began to plow her even harder. I could hear his balls slapping my mom’s pussy. The bed began to squeak louder and louder. The volume of her moaning increased and she found it harder to keep it down. The fucking became so intense that the bed’s backboard began banging up against the wall. My mom began to yell into the pillow, “Oh my God! Oh my God! ... I’m cumming!” I couldn’t take it anymore… I began to ejaculate all over the frame of the door. Ryan continued to fuck with a steady rhythm. Many minutes later, Ryan let out a loud grunt and began to cum inside my mom. I watched as he collapsed on top of my mom’s sweaty back. I tip toed back into my bedroom, where I cleaned myself off and climbed back into bed.

The next morning, Ryan was sitting on the living room couch watching TV. He asked me “Did you enjoy the show?” That‘s when I knew: He did see me last night! As the days progressed (and my mom was not around), he addressed me as a “fagot”, a “bitch” and a “weirdo.”