My son a his father, my husband, went on a fishing trip. I know my son told his friend, but he came by, saying he thought my son and him were going to practice baseball together or something. He's over all the time, sleeps over , all that, so even though I was naked underneath, I didn't change out of my robe. I made him breakfast, I was serving him more eggs when I felt his hand up my robe, between my legs. I dropped the pan on the table, and felt his finger enter me.
I started to ask what he was doing, but faded off as his other hand pulled my robe open, my breast right by his face. He began to grope and suckle, I couldn't help myself, I began to moan.
The next thing I knew I was off the floor, against the sink. His head was buried in my neck, and his cock was buried in my pussy. I realized I was being fucked by my sons best friend. And came the hardest I had in years. He responded by dumping a huge teenage load in me.
We fucked a few times that day, then a few times after, but never like that first day.