I am 44, divorced twice, have had many lovers in my life, male and a few female. By no means am I a sexual prude. I try to do whatever the man or woman or couple I'm involved with likes. I swallow, I take anal, I take bareback sex, I rim, I will gladly lick another woman and be licked, I have dildo sex with women. I got really drunk and I think possibly super high at the same time on Saturday night. I woke up this Sunday morning naked in a strange house in a strange bed, with one of my sons best friends passed out naked in bed with me. I checked myself and I had definitely had sex, and it looked like a lot. My mouth could taste it, I had some on my boobs, and a lot on the bed and on my pubic hair, and leaking out of me both front and back. I stood up looking for my clothes, and with the flow from gravity coming out of both holes, in comes another young man, another good friend of my sons.

"Hey Mrs. G, your clothes are out in the living room I think" he said.

I asked if he'd bring them to me and he said no, to go get them myself. I walked out and to see a couple of teen girls passed out around the room with naked boys next to them, and several other boys around, and through an open door I could see another totally naked couple having sex. A few of the boys got up as I went naked in the room looking for my clothes and started coming toward me and feeling me all over my body, I tried to ignore them and kept asking for my clothes. They were making comments about how good I was and how hot I was, and how great I am at sex. One of them kissed me full on the mouth and dragged me down to the carpet and spread my legs and put his penis in me. I tried to move away but I just quieted down and let him finish. He was done in only about 10 minutes. Looking around I saw most of my clothes while lying on the floor waiting for him to finish. When he was done I got up and tried to put my panties on but they were just a rag, torn so badly. I found a bra I thought was mine and put it on - it wasn't mine but I didn't care. I pulled on my skirt and blouse and my thigh highs were no where to be found, so on went my heels and I hit the door. I recognized the house, it was down the block from mine, it belonged to the parents of the naked boy in bed with me. They were gone on a holiday to escape the cold weather for two weeks.

I guessed I was probably screwed all night, I have no memory of it other than flashes of non descript faces at mine with their body on top of me. My son, knew about it, says he didn't do anything with me but I let all the others, even a couple of the girls have sex with me and I had sex with the girls too. It was my son having sex in the other room, I was still so groggy I didn't know it was him. After all, I really only saw his butt and legs. I will ask later now I'm just ashamed and embarrassed, made even worse by the fact my son watched me.