Best Friend has a Crush on My Mother

My Best Friend has Crush on my Mother

If you have read my previous stories you know all about my mom. How sexual she became after my stepdad moved in and convinced her that guys really did want to see exposing her hot mature body. Her legs are very shapely, and her calves are muscularly sexy. Her hips are not that wide and ass is bubble shaped. Now at her age and after three c***dren she did have a bit of a paunch, but not much. It was not concave as it was in her younger photos, just being honest, but her boobs were 34Ds and as one Paul said after he saw on the fishing trip, “her boobs have staying power.” Paul was right. They were still round and firm, and her nipples had perfect placement and they were erotically perky. I must admit they were beginning to sag a tiny bit. I and Paul, and as I later learned many other men enjoyed themselves starring at the site of her braless nipples. She did have amazing nipples.

I had known from a p*****n age that I had a hot milf mom and that one of her biggest fans was my best friend Paul. Since that day we went fishing in dad’s new bass boat, when Paul came with us and mom tried sun tanning in her bra and panty because she forgot her bikini, it was apparent that my mom and Paul were going to have a close relationship. I didn’t know just how close and I wondered if dad ever knew. Dad was always trying to encourage mom to flash guys and once in a while if someone happened to be there when things were happening, they might let another person join in. I never knew for many years how much dad and mom enjoyed the dogging lifestyle.

This was my last year of university and I was telling my mother that I would be coming home the following weekend. She informed me that nobody would be there, everyone had already made plans. Dad had a fishing tournament in New York state, and she was going to Ottawa to visit one of her girlfriends, the one who I always called aunt Patty. I thought, out loud that maybe Paul would be around to hang out. He had finished college the year before and was now running one of his father’s businesses with hope of taking over the entire operation one day. When I called Paul, he told that his dad was sending him away this weekend on business. Both my mom and Paul said that they would be around the following weekend and mom said that dad had no tournaments then either. So it was all set, but really it wasn’t.
I figured that if no one going to be around I would drive down and spend the weekend alone and just veg and relax. Maybe do a little studying as I still had one exam left to write, but I figured it would be breeze so it wouldn’t take much to get myself ready.

On Friday evening I was driving into the small town where we lived, having waited until I figured Mom and Paul were definitely gone and I knew Dad went to New York on Wednesday. To practice fish that lake.

I was heading east and was about a block and half from the side road that led to the smaller road where my parents house was. I drove a silver ½ ton pickup that looked like dozens of other trucks in the area. There was nothing about my pickup that made it stand out, but there was red Mustang convertible, the top down, with the blonde driver pulling out from the side road and it did stand out. It was my mom.

I know she didn’t see me, but I knew it was her. I saw a flash of the off-white halter top see wore. The neck line from behind was hidden under mom’s bushy blonde hair. The top was cut very low on the back which at first glimpse made her look like she was topless. I knew the top and could guess at the rest of what she was wearing that evening, which I’ll explain soon. I found it very odd that mom would be waiting until this late to make the 3 hour drive to Ottawa and even more odd that she would be wearing this sexy outfit. Again, I’ll explain in a bit.

I followed from a safe distance and soon she was crossing the only set of traffic lights in the town. The car ahead of me stopped for the lights so I had to stop too. I was concerned that mom would exit town and speed her sports car along the highway and I would not be able to catch up. Instead, at the next block mom’s turn signal came on to make a right turn into the grocery store, but a little white car cut her off from the other direction. When I got up there I saw mom driving over to this white car and then I realized it was Paul’s little Scion. I drove by and turned left into the hardware store where I could see them, but they probably couldn’t see me too well, and would not be expecting me to be around.

As soon as mom pulled up and stopped Paul jumped out of his car and stood at the driver’s side of mom’s car. He put his hands on the top of her door and leaned into give her a kiss. I didn’t seem that mom was too happy about his actions. It was quick peck on the lips and mom turned away motioning for him to get in the other side. Paul ran around to the other side. When he leaned over to get another kiss mom stepped on the gas and they left the parking lot and heading for the intersection with the traffic lights. I pulled out too but once more I saw the lights change as soon as I got out on the road.

Rather than drive up to the lights and wait, I took the road the grocery store was on and went down a block and over to the other towards the highway heading south. I could see mom’s car up ahead, but the lights were just changing so I had made good time. Fortunately there was traffic that kept mom from roaring away. It was also a Friday night so there was lots of traffic going north up to cottage country, which meant mom would have problems passing the logging trucks ahead of her.

I followed them to “The Beautiful” city to Z Island park and knew where mom was taking Paul. Sure enough as I entered the park I could hear the music so I knew there was partying going on at the amphitheater. I parked my truck in an inconspicuous place as possible.

It was easy to spot where mom had parked. I saw the black convertible top pointed straight up and then lay across to meet the windshield. I cut along the treeline on the hill and came up even to them, but they were facing away and had no idea I was there. Again I saw Paul lean over and kiss my mother and this time she reached around and pulled his head to hers. They embraced for a few minutes before I saw first Paul’s car door and then mom’s door open. Paul scooted around to mom’s side quite quickly. He was behaving c***dish, like a k** with a new toy and all excited. But then, he was about to play with this new toy, which was my mother’s hot body and this is why they both lied to me about being away, so they could get it on with each other while dad was in the States fishing. Mom on the other hand seductively turned and placed one off her white nyloned legs out of the car then the black leather platform sandal high heel shoes. Mom erotically swung the other leg out and as she stood up I could see was wearing a black leather mini skirt. The nylons were tight and showed every curve of her very shapely calves and thighs. Here’s where the description of her halter top is explained. You see the top was made from the same material as the nylons on her legs and they were attached by lacy straps of the same pattern as the neck line of the top. The way mom’s legs were shown off through the material of the nylons is the same way mom tits and nipples were visible through the top. Even from across the parking lot and up the hill, I could easily make out the shape of her big boobs and the pointiness of her extended nipples. It was probably my imagination and wishful thinking but I thought I could see the size and smoothness of her areola too. But like I said, wishful thinking maybe. I had seen her wear this before and her nipples and areola are very visible in bright light and up close, as was the shape of her perky and pouty tits. Damn see looked good and here was Paul now cupping her leather clad ass and pulling mom into him as he kissing deeply again.
They kissed for a few minutes again and were starting to have a few onlookers. Mom and certainly not Paul, cared about what anyone else was doing or seeing. I thought they were going to pull apart but Paul pulled back enough that he could get his hands between them and start caressing mom boobs. He really didn’t care who saw or what they thought.

It was late Spring and the days were getting longer, so here was mother and my best friend in a busy park, in evening daylight, kissing. Mom was getting her large breast mauled and both of them grinding their crotches together.
People, mostly guys, started to close in to see the show better, probably wondering if this was going to a dogging experience, they could get involved in. Instead, Mom and Paul stepped back away from each other.

This park had a paved sidewalk the bordered the water on 3 sides of the park with the band stage facing towards the water from the inner side. All along the path were benches, some facing the Amphitheater and the others turned towards the water.

When Paul left mom he went and sat on a picnic table not far from the parking lot. He just watched as mom sauntered long the path away from him. A couple of guys and another single guy followed mom from a short distance watching as her amazing ass wiggled with the short steps she took wearing the high heels. She turned once to see where Paul had gone and the way her titties swung around and jiggled was so visible in that top. The sight of her legs and thinking of how it would feel to have them wrapped around your waist as you pumped into her pussy was enough to make me shiver.

I really didn’t fully understand why Paul would come down here to sit and watch as she flaunted and exhibited herself to other men. To me, didn’t make a lot of sense at the time. I figured I now knew why dad did it, because it was his wife and it got him extra horny to watch her and he was a confirmed Dom and voyeur and she obviously enjoys being a Sub and exhibitionist.

There were several times that men she passed on the path would speak to her. They often stopped hoping she would stop to talk but she smiled and spoke but kept on going. I saw Paul rubbing his crotch as he watched especially when it might have been possible that mom might do more than walk on by these guys.

Mom was almost all the way around the path to the other side of the band shell. She stopped at a bench and sat there, in a provocative way crossed sex nylon clad legs. She watched the people around her and when nobody was looking she slipped off the bench into the bushes. When I looked back at Paul, he had left the picnic table and was crossing the area in front of the stage and was headed for where mom had disappeared.

I wish I could say that I saw what happened, but I couldn’t get close enough or around enough to see them. They weren’t in there for very long when they came out together at the same time and walked together. The only evidence that something happened was mom straightening collar and lace strap of the halter. There was no doubt in my mind that Paul had been enjoying her 34Ds. I was also very sure that there was more to the story here, but if Paul was as anxious once he got into the bushes, as he had seemed before, his staying power may have been on hiatus tonight.
They returned to her car and I had to think quick to allow myself time to get to my truck or I wouldn’t be able to follow them in the city like I could in the small town. I called mom on her cell and asked her how her trip was going she said “Fine”, but didn’t elaborate. I told her I was heading back to my dorm, but it sounded like she was outside. She told me that she and a couple other women were going across the street from the hotel and were outside a bar where a band was playing. Good cover up I thought. That explained the music in the background too. Wow she was a Pro.
The short conversation gave me enough time to get up to my pick up, but I’d be walking out in front of them, so I had to wait for her to leave and then a couple other cars got between us. This wasn’t really a problem as I didn’t get to make that traffic light either, but mom and Paul drove through the intersection to the windy driveway into a R_ _ _ _ _ Hotel. As I pull up near the front doors I could see Paul standing outside. He was waiting for something.
He answered his phone and heard whatever was said, closed up the phone and walked into the hotel.

I wish I could tell you all about it, but according to Paul’s brief details that he admitted later, mom got a room under her real last name and they stayed in there getting room service for two days and they had sex every way they could think of often imitating the porno videos they watched. He did say that mom was a real exhibitionist, like I didn’t already know. Apparently she would answer the door and let the room service in while wearing nothing or nylons and heels. She also enjoyed brief breathers on the balcony and according Paul she never once covered herself from whatever they had just done. If she wasn't naked out there she was wearing lingerie or parts of it and they had seen various men looking and enjoying the show. Paul bragged about having fucked her for a while out there once, but became concerned when hotel staff saw them. Paul said that my mom had packed a small suitcase with a few negligees/lingerie and toys and a couple bottle of booze. They drank it all, she wore it all and they played with it all. He is one lucky bastard because he has such a hot girlfriend and here he is fucking a mature hottie who just happens to be my mother.

Of course, mom didn’t stop her exploits with just Paul. As a matter of fact, as time allows, I have many memories of things my mother enjoyed. I hope as I detail her sexual exploits they will have some of the erotic effect on you that seeing her doing these things had on me.

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