Mom Entertains at Sleepover

Disclaimer: This story and all characters are fiction. All characters are eighteen or older.

"God, Kevin, your mom gave me a serious boner!"

Lying on the upstairs carpet with her ear to the air vent, eavesdropping on the group of teen boys in her downstairs family room, Jackie Stuffer's heart jumped when she heard Chuck say that. "Was he really talking about me?" She wondered. She was hoping to overhear one or more of the boys talk dirty, but she really wasn't expecting a frank discussion about herself. Her hand moved down below her nightshirt to her panties, and she gently rubbed her crotch as she continued to listen.

"Yeah," said Barry, "You sure could tell she wasn't wearing a bra!"

"That nightgown was so short! Was she wearing panties under it?" asked Chuck.

"Yeah, I could see her panty lines," replied Steve.

"That's what she always wears to bed," said Kevin. "It's just a long t shirt, but I like watching her tits jiggle in it. Last night she was wearing it when she was helping me with my homework, and she kept rubbing her tit against my
shoulder!"

When Jackie Stuffer first started having what she
considered harmless sex fantasies of her son Kevin and his group of eighteen-year-old friends, she felt just a slight twinge of guilt following her orgasms. But over time, those guilty feelings completely disappeared, as the fantasies increased in frequency, and the scenes that she
played out in her mind became more debauched. Now her thoughts of the young teens occupied more and more of what little time wasn't taken up with her job, marriage, housework, and other increasingly monotonous chores. Maybe if there were more good looking men where she worked, maybe if her husband were home more, maybe if she had some fulfilling hobbies instead of the same mundane tasks, they wouldn't have even started. But they did, and now the fantasies of being involved with her son, as well as his friends, became Jackie's favorite source of escape from her dull life.

Jackie had been looking forward to the boys' sleepover for some time. She didn't really expect anything to happen, but she held out hope for any activity that would fuel further fantasies: a little flirting on her part, maybe one of the boys will stare at her body a little too long, a little insight into their sexual interests, a glimpse of one of the boys in pajamas or underwear. Little tests and games, similar to the ones that she had been developing
with Kevin.

When she became sexually interested in Kevin, she started out giving him longer hugs. This progressed into kisses on the cheek, and, recently a little peck on the lips. At the
same time, the normally modest mom started revealing more of herself to Kevin. Letting him see more of her in her nightshirt, for example. When the tall brunette caught her son staring at her large breasts swaying freely in the cotton sleeping attire, she then increased the stakes,
letting him see her in her bedroom in her bra and panties, complimenting Kevin on his maturing body, and, yes, pressing her breasts against him. Quite harmless at first, she reasoned, but now the sexual tension between them was taking a predominant role in their relationship.

And things were working out well with his friends, too. She thought she had caught a couple of them looking at her breasts a little too long on a few occasions the past couple of months, as well as admiring her long legs in her
shorts this past summer. She recalled the time that Steve phoned when Kevin wasn't home, and she stayed on the phone quite a while talking about his personal life. Once she got alone with Reggie long enough to tell him he had grown into an attractive young man, and she was rewarded with a blush. Actually, none of the boys would likely to be considered strikingly handsome. They were a group of quiet, average, maybe a little nerdy, high school seniors. As much as one heard about kids being sexually active at a
younger age these days, she saw no indication that any of these boys were dating or being chased by the girls. But at the age of forty-one, Jackie, would be thrilled to fuck any of them!

Besides her son Kevin, there was the blonde-haired Steve, who was Kevin's best friend, and the most outgoing one of the group. Jackie had known him most of his life. Barry, with long bangs and a cute, almost girlish face, has lived
just two doors down for a number of years. The dark-haired Chuck was once in a Sunday school class that Jackie taught. Reggie was a little heavy and wore glasses, but was a nice, polite kid.

The sleepover was already a success in some ways. Her husband was out of town on business until late tomorrow, and her younger son found his own sleepover to go to. A heavy snowstorm was raging, making surprise visitors unlikely. This allowed Jackie the freedom of showering and
slipping into her tight pink nightshirt early. She made a point to be in the kitchen in her nightshirt when some boys came up for drinks, which is when Barry, Steve, and Chuck stared at her body. At the same time, Jackie got some good
looks at Barry and Steve in tight tee shirts and skimpy cotton jogging shorts. And now the comments about her breasts!

"Her legs are about a mile long!" exclaimed Barry. Listening through the vent, Jackie slid her hand inside of her panties.

"Barry, did you bring your dad's porn video?" asked Kevin.

"Yeah," replied Barry. Want to watch it now?"

"Let's wait a while, until we're sure Mom's asleep," Kevin said. "We can get on the web and find some porn sites later, too."

Why, those horny, naughty teens, thought Jackie. Her parental side told her she should put a stop to any porn watching, but she decided to let it go. When the conversation switched to other subjects, Jackie rose from the floor and crept into her own bed.

She could think of no other excuse to go down to check on them, so it was time to wrap it up for the night. One more fantasy. This should be a real powerful orgasm! Under the covers, Jackie slid her panties down off of her ankles, and
encircled her clit with her middle finger. Now, which teen to fantasize about?

Suddenly, her bedroom nightlight went out, and there was an alarming silence in the dark. A slight uproar from the boys downstairs told Jackie that the power was out all over the house! Damn!

Jackie found her panties and pulled them up in the dark. She felt her way to the bedroom door, and down the hall into the kitchen, where she found the flashlight. Some of the boys were stumbling through the house, looking out the
windows. "Wow, look at all that snow!" exclaimed Chuck from an upstairs living room window. Jackie approached him from behind, and looked out the curtain with him. In the darkness, there appeared to be a good foot of wet snow on the ground, as well as all over the trees and electric lines. Jackie's face was right next to Chuck's as they peered out the window. She felt his warmth, and took the opportunity to press her left breast firmly into his right shoulder. Chuck didn't move or speak.

From somewhere else in the house, someone yelled, "The lights are out all over the neighborhood!" Jackie could see that in fact the power was out throughout the block, including the streetlights. But what she noticed even more
was that Chuck was rubbing his shoulder back and forth against her breast. The contact shot a wave of adrenalin through her.

When other teens entered the living room, Jackie broke away from Chuck, and went downstairs. In a box in the storage area, she found another flashlight, and a battery-operated lamp that they used for camping. Fortunately, the battery was still good, and it gave off adequate light in the
family room.

The teens were gathering in the family room again, and Jackie wondered how much they could see of her thin short nightshirt in the dim light. She could clearly see Barry and Steve's tight cotton jogging shorts.

"Well, it's too late for anyone to leave, and the street hasn't been plowed, so no one can drive anywhere safely. So everyone is going to have to sit tight and wait for the power to come back on," announced Jackie, once again assuming a parent and guardian role. Then she found an old
battery operated radio and listened through the static upstairs. The news reported that there were power outages all over. She made her way back downstairs and told the boys that it didn't look like the power would be on any time soon.

It was already getting cold in the house. Jackie didn't have to look down to know that her nipples were rock hard in front of the boys. The looks she got from the boys only made them harder. "Lets get the fireplace going," she
ordered. Kevin helped Jackie stack wood in the fireplace. As Jackie moved about gathering firewood and finding newspapers and matches, she was aware of her braless breasts jiggling, and was confident that the horny teens were watching them. As she leaned into the fireplace to stack the wood and kindling, she felt her short nightshirt rise, and knew her white panties were exposed to the boys. Aroused by the thought, she leaned in farther, bending at the waist, and made sure that a good percentage of her panty-clad butt was on display.

Soon they had a good fire roaring. There were two problems remaining. One was that without TV, video games, CD players, or computers, the boys were bored. The second problem was that it was too cold for Jackie to spend the night in her bedroom. "Boys, guess what? This is the only
room with heat, so you're stuck with me until the power comes on." Jackie stood between the boys and the fire, and she hoped they could see her braless silhouette through her thin nightshirt. They were certainly staring at her. Although they didn't say it, after what she heard earlier,
the horny mom was confident that the guys didn't mind having her around as long as she was dressed provocatively.

As the boys discussed what to do now, Jackie sat on the edge of the fireplace, in amazement at her good fortune being marooned with "her boys." First, my husband and other son are gone, we get snowed in, I overhear the boys lusting for me, and then the power outage forces me to virtually spend the night alone with the boys. This is
like... divine intervention! Fate! My dreams coming true!

Jackie's lust overpowered responsible logic and good judgment. She decided to throw all caution to the wind, and take every advantage of her stunningly fortunate situation.

While the boys were coming up blank on activities, Jackie was searching through her experiences for fun party games that teens would enjoy. She saw a rubber ball belonging to
her younger son, on the floor. She picked it up. "Ever played 'Pass the Grapefruit?'"

Most of the boys shrugged, but Steve said, "Yeah, a long time ago. Is that where you put the grapefruit under your chin and try to pass it to another person without using your hands?"

"That's it!" said Jackie. "It's supposed to go boy-girl-boy-girl. But since I'm the only girl, everyone has to pass it to me. Let's try it with this ball." Jackie stood up, and placed the rubber ball under her chin. She walked up to Steve, and stood just inches from him. Steve leaned forward, and pressed his body against his friend's tall mom. As Steve and Jackie rubbed up against each other in an attempt to pass the ball from Jackie's neck to Steve's without the use of hands, the other boys saw the benefits of playing this game with the large-breasted, sparsely-clad
woman. They watched silently as Jackie pressed her breasts into Steve's chest, their cheeks rubbing together. When Steve finally got the ball under his chin, he repeated the process, passing it back to Jackie.

Jackie turned to Chuck, who was eagerly waiting to be next. Chuck, like most of the teens, was shorter than Jackie, and she bent her knees slightly to meet him. The others watched as Jackie's and Chuck's whole torsos were pressed
against each other. Jackie felt her breasts rubbing against Chuck's chest. She took the opportunity to grind her hips into Chuck's crotch. While they fumbled with the ball, Jackie was amazed and thrilled to feel Chuck's hard
penis rubbing into her. Jackie placed her hands on Chuck's sides, and hugged the slender teen as she rubbed against him.

After Chuck, all of the boys eagerly lined up to play the game. Each in turn pressed their hard cocks into Jackie as she rubbed her breasts against their chests, and wrapped her arms around them. The game pretty much became a big hug-fest, the ball not even being passed back and forth.

Kevin was the last boy. Jackie tried not to be too anxious to rub against her son, particularly in front of his friends. But when they pressed together, Jackie felt his hardon also, and he pulled her towards him. Kevin was the only teen that was as tall as Jackie, and the best looking
in Jackie's biased mind. Kevin pressed his cock firmly into his mom's pussy mound, and Jackie couldn't help but emit a little moan into his ear. She ran her hands up and down his back, and Kevin did the same to her.

When each boy had two turns, a flushed Jackie reluctantly broke off the game and sat on the edge of the fireplace. She bounced her knees up and down, causing her thighs to jiggle. As the boys sat around her on a couch and some chairs, Jackie asked, "What should we do now?" While the
boys debated what was next, Jackie spotted several of them looking at her long bare legs, and staring at her crotch, trying to look up her nightshirt. Jackie subtly obliged them by opening her legs a little so they were sure to see the "V" of her white panties over her crotch. She leaned forward and crossed her arms, causing her cleavage to heave up out of the top of her nightshirt. Encouraged by the gawking of all of the boys, including Kevin, she spread her
knees apart even farther, her nightshirt creeping up high, her panties in full view.

"Here's an old game!" said Jackie. "How about 'Spin the Bottle?'"

Several boys smiled. Steve said, "Uh, I'm not sure how you play it."

"I don't either, really," admitted Jackie. "I guess you just spin a bottle, and you have to kiss whoever it's pointed at when it stops." The boys nodded their approval, and Jackie added, "Since I'm the only girl, I'll spin every
time, ok?" When the boys agreed, Jackie grabbed an empty plastic coke bottle that one of the boys had finished, and knelt in front of the coffee table. All of the boys, including Kevin, eagerly sat around the table.

"Uh, let's make a pact that whatever happens tonight stays within the group. In other words, it's our secret. OK?"

"OK," the boys all echoed in unison.

Jackie took a deep breath, and spun the bottle on the table. When it stopped spinning, the boy closest to where it pointed to was Reggie.

Reggie gave a nervous smile. When Jackie stood up, Reggie also stood up, walked around the table, and stood in front of Jackie. Jackie puckered her lips, leaned forward, and gave the round-faced teen a peck on the lips. The others
cheered as Reggie blushed and sat down. Jackie couldn't stop smiling.

Still standing, Jackie leaned over and gave the bottle a spin. This time it pointed right at Steve. Steve stood up, smiling, and quickly moved towards Jackie. Jackie wasn't going to waste her opportunity with her blonde fantasy boy. She put her arms around him tightly, pressed her lips on his with her mouth open, and slid her tongue into his mouth. Steve kissed back, and entwined Jackie's tongue with his.

Finally, Jackie released her embrace, and spun the bottle again. It was Chuck's turn, and he was ready. His tongue immediately met his former Sunday school teacher's, and he ran his hands all over her waist and back. They enjoyed a passionate French kiss.

The next spin pointed at Kevin. Jackie wasn't sure what his reaction would be. But Kevin smiled, eagerly embraced his mother, and gave her a long wet kiss. Jackie, thrilled with her son's response, flitted her tongue around his, while massaging his shoulders. Kevin squeezed his mom's waist tightly. Jackie wanted to hold him all night, but remembered that his friends were watching, and released her beloved son.

The game continued for quite a while longer, with all of the boys getting multiple turns, and each giving and receiving a good French kissing and a long hug. All of the boys pressed their erections into Jackie's thigh, crotch, or stomach, depending on their height. On his fourth turn, Barry accidentally brushed his hand over Jackie's right breast. Jackie thought it was deliberate, and subtlety ran her hand over his hard cock as she released him.

While holding on to Barry a little too long, Jackie had another brainstorm. "Who wants to dance with me?" No one volunteered at first. Jackie picked up the battery-operated radio, turned it on, and scanned the FM frequency
until she found an easy listening station. "C'mon, someone slow dance with me. Steve, how about it?"

"I, uh, don't know how to dance," mumbled Steve.

"Oh, it's easy," countered Jackie. "Come here, and I'll show you." Jackie grabbed Steve by the hand and hauled him upright. She grabbed his left hand with her right, put her left arm around his slender torso, and proceeded to give him a dance lesson. As soon as he got into a rhythm with her, Jackie drew him closer, pressing her body against his as they rocked. Steve responded by pressing his erection into her leg.

The other teens watched for a while, and then began talking amongst themselves. Jackie and Steve danced away from the fire, and into the darkness. Jackie slid both of her hands down Steve's back, and rested her hands on his two firm butt cheeks. Slowly, Steve moved his hands down Jackie's back, and allowed the tips of his fingers to touch the top of the older woman's ass. With no objections from Jackie, the fingers slid further down over her mounds, and squeezed her ass cheeks through her cotton nightshirt and panties.

The other boys noticed the dual ass groping as Jackie rested her head on Steve's shoulder. When the song ended, and the dancers released their grasp of each other, there were now plenty of other volunteers to dance with Jackie. Chuck was her next partner, and soon his palms were massaging the older woman's fleshy pillows. The horny teen slid his right hand down farther, over the back of her bare thigh. He slowly slid the hand up under her nightshirt and felt the exposed bottom of her bare ass cheek. When Jackie
responded with a quiet moan, Chuck slid the hand up under her panties, and squeezed her bare ass flesh. The others watched their friend groping the older woman's bare ass in the semi-darkness for the rest of the song.

The next song was Reggie's, and he eagerly slid both of his hands up under Jackie's nightshirt and panties, and massaged her warm ass flesh. Jackie felt his hardon pressing into her crotch, and rubbed herself against it.

Kevin volunteered to dance with his mother next. He followed his friends' "lead," and wasted no time getting his hands on his mom's bare ass flesh. He squeezed her cheeks firmly, the slowly massaged them, his hand circling
the mounds, his finger flitting over her ass crack. He slid his hand as far down as he could, and the tips of his fingers grazed over the beginnings of her pubic hair between her legs. Kevin then slid his right hand up her side over her nightshirt, and under her arm. He pressed
his palm and thumb against the side of his mom's left breast. Still getting no resistance, he tried to subtly move his hand frontward, until his thumb found Jackie's erect nipple. He flitted his thumb over the hard nipple for a minute, and squeezed his whole palm over the large tit. Jackie sighed as her son massaged her breast in the presence of his friends. She turned her head and kissed him on the lips. She moved her left hand down to his side, and slid it over his hard cock. She slowly stroked it though his cotton shorts.