Stripped by the boys
Posted: Wed Jan 31, 2024 4:08 pm
It was a Friday night but not the typical Friday night for mom, as she sat at the bar at a pizza place located inside the mall.
Unfortunately mom had just been stood up again by some guy that promised to rock her world.
Yep a supposedly Mr. Right that was around 15 years younger than her.
“ He’s probably married? And can’t get away from the house! “
She scoffed as she finished her fourth drink, and decided to pay the tab and move on.
But it was still early and mom didn’t want to just go home, but she really didn’t have no desire to go shopping either.
But over the years she’d heard Misty and Crystal talk often about all the hookups that go on at the mall.
Y’all remember when going to the mall was a big deal, of course that was before social media, computers and of course there was no such thing as on line ordering. And if you did have a cell phone, it was this big awkward brick thing you had to carry around and it didn’t half ass work anyway.
But going to the mall was cool, that’s when you met up with your friends to hang out at the food court or the arcade. Most often these were more of the well to do preppy crowd that’s got a little money.
The others just hung out in some strip mall parking lot usually where the Video Express or Blockbuster movie rental stores were.
Mom sort of missed out on hanging out like that since she was a slave during her teenage years. But she was intrigued by just watching them interact with one another as she casually strolled the mall, puffing on her cigarette and watching.
“ Oh I would be such a slut! If I could be in there world? “
She says to herself watching some slutty looking little blonde, flirting with some guy.
Little did she know, she was fixing to be swept up right into there world.
After the third time she’d passed the arcade, she heard a guy whistle her way.
Her heart skipped a beat, as she stopped and looked back over her shoulder.
“ Was he whistling at me? “
She asks herself and within seconds she found herself surrounded by a pack of young studs.
It was Big Brad, Brock, Scotty and Chad, along with others that there name’s didn’t right off come to mind.
All of these mom had watched grow up, since they were all Misty and Crystals classmates.
All were telling her how hot she was.
“ Oh come on now boys! “
Mom said with a laugh, as she points down the mall toward a group of teenage girls, that were all looking moms way wishing they were in mom’s shoes at that very moment. Cause they know mom’s shoes would soon be off and her hosed feet would be up in the air over Big Brads broad shoulders, as he pumps her with his sausage sized cock.
“ Seriously? What do they see in her? “
Many of them asked one another.
As we know from previous stories, moms got a reputation. A reputation that implies that she might be easily seduced to do whatever they want, especially since at the moment she’s got 4 drinks in her, her arousal builds as she sees the boys looking her dressed body over.
Being surrounded by young masculine men brings mom back to her slave roots. Cause she’s got the arousal of a slave. Within her panties her cunt starts to juice uncontrollably. Her nipples harden. And even though outside it’s a bitter cold 30 degree night, her body starts to sweat beneath her leather coat.
As they continue to flirt with her, she slipped her right sweaty foot from her high heeled pump she wiggled her toes realizing how restrictive her hose made her feel.
She then wondered if her slave stink would give her away. Though she hides it well beneath fragrant shampoos, perfume, makeup and deodorant along with the alcohol and cigarettes. Would that be enough though.
“ What would they think? If they knew I’ve got a brand? “
Mom says to herself as she smiles and laughs as they come on to her with immature pick up lines.
“ You want to party with us? “
Brad said to her.
“ I’ll follow you in my car. “
“ Oh no we can’t let you do that. “
He said with an evil grin.
“ Let’s go! You’re coming with us! “
He said in a demanding voice.
The submissive side of mom just nods and follows along, as she walks along with the boys around her, leading her along.
Though she’s a fully dressed middle aged woman with her own free will, she feels virtually naked, cuffed, collared and leashed. And in a way she wished she was.
“ Oh what would all these people think? If I was slave naked right now? “
Mom wonders.
Especially as she sees the teenage girls watching her intensely as the boys were leading her away.
As her high heels clicked and clacked loudly mom drew the attention of older married couples. Wives would look at her with envy and jealousy wishing so badly that they to could be in her shoes at that moment.
“ Debrah…Debrah? “
She hears a man calling her name.
“ I’m sorry I’m late! I got tied up at the office! “
This 30 something year old man called out apologizing to her.
Yeah it was Bob the one that she was gonna have dinner and a date with.
“ Sorry Bob you missed your chance tonight. Call me next week. “
Mom said blowing him off.
He watched defeated and dumbfounded as she walks away with a pack of 18 to 20 year old jocks.
Mom was led out into the parking lot and escorted to a maroon Buick Regal, where she found herself sandwiched between Brock and Scotty.
While Brad drove and Chad rode shotgun.
The car cranks the big V-8 rumbling much like Misty’s Nova does. Rock music blasts from the speakers while Chad fires up a joint.
Scotty wasted no time forcing himself on to mom by kissing her. His hands move immediately to her white blouse quickly unbuttoning it.
His strong hands reached into her bra, pulling her big tits out, letting them hang over the white bra.
Brock went right for her belt. The snap and zipper of her dress pants quickly split apart.
From the front seat Chad turned looking back onto her, as she sat between the guys with her legs spread wide.
“ Damn! Look at that pussy mound on that cunt! “
“ Cunt? Did he just call me a cunt? “
Mom says to herself.
Normally a woman of her age would slap the shit out of some guy for saying such a thing.
But the submissive side of mom just takes it.
Mom feels so vulnerable seeing the lights of the city around her shining through the T tops and windows, she looks down at her milky white tits, wondering if other’s could see from other cars.
The boys took turns fingering her.
“ Oh her panties are so wet! “
Scotty said as he takes his turn fingering her.
“ She shaves it to! Monica’s mom has a full bush!”
Brock announced to them all.
“ Your doing Monica’s mom? “
They all ask in unison.
“ Yeah she kind of forced herself onto me. “
He said with a red face.
Mom was loving this. She hadn’t been in this type of predicament since the time she was slave naked in the back seat of a 57 Chevy.
A cavalcade of friends cars fell in line behind Brad. As they stopped at red lights a car of rude obnoxious boys would cheer Brock and Scotty on as they groped away at this middle aged Milf.
“ I’m fucking her first! “
One of them would yell out.
“ Mmmmm! I can’t wait! “
Mom mumbled to herself, as the boys started arguing about who was gonna fuck her first. Mom loved the attention she was getting from this. It was almost as if they were gonna have a fight and she’d be the trophy for the winner.
It wasn’t long before they were on I-55 going south crossing the Mississippi line and into Southaven where they exited the freeway.
Soon they were in a maze of upper middle class homes. The car parks into a driveway. All the other cars park around them, filling the driveway, and out onto both sides of the street.
Mom was sort of taken back by the size of the crowd. This was obviously a big party. And she was obviously the VIP. On the guest list.
Outside the car she looked up at the fine $500.000 home wondering if she might have been the one that sold Brads parents this home so many years before.
Mom and her sister in law Cheryl were two of the realtors that prospered from the real estate boom when the wealth of the well to do crowd flocked from the Memphis area southward of the Mississippi line.
Mom did nothing to conceal her big tits as the floodlights shined down onto her, as she approached the house along the brick paved sidewalk. Her open pants fell slightly as she walks giving the watching crowd a glimpse of her full backed panties.
As she climbed the steep bricked steps in her 5 inch heels her pants legs rose giving the boys from behind a look at her sexy nylon clad legs.
She’s escorted straight through the front door into the foyer, the ceiling was high with a lit chandelier that hung above her.
To her left was a large living room with tall windows the curtains were open so you could easily see outside across the yard and towards the street. At the large home on the hill directly across from them.
The crowd grew larger as people toted in cases of beer, wine and spirits. Along with multiple boxes of pizza.
Right there in the foyer she felt her long heavy leather coat as it was pulled from her body from behind.
Her pants fell easily to her ankles, she carefully pulled her feet from them, keeping her heels on, she stood there in her tan knee highs looking downward as the last two buttons of her white blouse were unfastened. Like the coat her blouse was then taken from her body.
Though her tits were out for all to see, she feels a boy from behind yanking at her bra, struggling with the three hooked clasp that secured it.
“ Get the fuck out of the way! Let a real man do that! “
She hears a masculine deep voice say. As the clasp was then easily unhooked.
The straps of the big white bra falls freely from her body.
She then gasps as she feels a boys hands pulling downwards at her full backed panties, as they fall to her feet her branded fat ass comes into everyone’s view.
For a moment there was nothing but silence, a silence that was only seconds but felt as if it was an eternity.
Then she feels the swift smack on her ass from Brads big hand.
“ Looks like we got a real slave on our hands boys! And just think I didn’t have to pay a dime for her! “
Brad said looking her mostly naked body over.
“ Cunt! Get them fucking heels and hose off! Slaves don’t wear shit like that! “
Mom immediately kicked off her heels and started peeling off her nylons. She then stood there besides her earrings pearls and wedding band she stood there with her discarded clothing laying around her.
Brad pointed towards the living room. The plush white carpet felt good to moms bare feet, as she was positioned in front of one of the tall windows that faced the front yard.
From behind she feels Brads hands pushy downwards onto her shoulders.
She immediately falls to her knees with her head bowed slightly and her hands resting on her thighs palms up.
All around her she hears the sounds of people undressing. She opens her eyes seeing the entire crowd of probably 20 people and the crowd was quickly growing. Along with all there cocks.
Though mom was horny as Hell and her erect nipples and sopping wet and dripping pussy proved it. She did have a sense of fear of wondering if she was capable of handling this cause it was obvious that a gang bang was in order.
Unfortunately mom had just been stood up again by some guy that promised to rock her world.
Yep a supposedly Mr. Right that was around 15 years younger than her.
“ He’s probably married? And can’t get away from the house! “
She scoffed as she finished her fourth drink, and decided to pay the tab and move on.
But it was still early and mom didn’t want to just go home, but she really didn’t have no desire to go shopping either.
But over the years she’d heard Misty and Crystal talk often about all the hookups that go on at the mall.
Y’all remember when going to the mall was a big deal, of course that was before social media, computers and of course there was no such thing as on line ordering. And if you did have a cell phone, it was this big awkward brick thing you had to carry around and it didn’t half ass work anyway.
But going to the mall was cool, that’s when you met up with your friends to hang out at the food court or the arcade. Most often these were more of the well to do preppy crowd that’s got a little money.
The others just hung out in some strip mall parking lot usually where the Video Express or Blockbuster movie rental stores were.
Mom sort of missed out on hanging out like that since she was a slave during her teenage years. But she was intrigued by just watching them interact with one another as she casually strolled the mall, puffing on her cigarette and watching.
“ Oh I would be such a slut! If I could be in there world? “
She says to herself watching some slutty looking little blonde, flirting with some guy.
Little did she know, she was fixing to be swept up right into there world.
After the third time she’d passed the arcade, she heard a guy whistle her way.
Her heart skipped a beat, as she stopped and looked back over her shoulder.
“ Was he whistling at me? “
She asks herself and within seconds she found herself surrounded by a pack of young studs.
It was Big Brad, Brock, Scotty and Chad, along with others that there name’s didn’t right off come to mind.
All of these mom had watched grow up, since they were all Misty and Crystals classmates.
All were telling her how hot she was.
“ Oh come on now boys! “
Mom said with a laugh, as she points down the mall toward a group of teenage girls, that were all looking moms way wishing they were in mom’s shoes at that very moment. Cause they know mom’s shoes would soon be off and her hosed feet would be up in the air over Big Brads broad shoulders, as he pumps her with his sausage sized cock.
“ Seriously? What do they see in her? “
Many of them asked one another.
As we know from previous stories, moms got a reputation. A reputation that implies that she might be easily seduced to do whatever they want, especially since at the moment she’s got 4 drinks in her, her arousal builds as she sees the boys looking her dressed body over.
Being surrounded by young masculine men brings mom back to her slave roots. Cause she’s got the arousal of a slave. Within her panties her cunt starts to juice uncontrollably. Her nipples harden. And even though outside it’s a bitter cold 30 degree night, her body starts to sweat beneath her leather coat.
As they continue to flirt with her, she slipped her right sweaty foot from her high heeled pump she wiggled her toes realizing how restrictive her hose made her feel.
She then wondered if her slave stink would give her away. Though she hides it well beneath fragrant shampoos, perfume, makeup and deodorant along with the alcohol and cigarettes. Would that be enough though.
“ What would they think? If they knew I’ve got a brand? “
Mom says to herself as she smiles and laughs as they come on to her with immature pick up lines.
“ You want to party with us? “
Brad said to her.
“ I’ll follow you in my car. “
“ Oh no we can’t let you do that. “
He said with an evil grin.
“ Let’s go! You’re coming with us! “
He said in a demanding voice.
The submissive side of mom just nods and follows along, as she walks along with the boys around her, leading her along.
Though she’s a fully dressed middle aged woman with her own free will, she feels virtually naked, cuffed, collared and leashed. And in a way she wished she was.
“ Oh what would all these people think? If I was slave naked right now? “
Mom wonders.
Especially as she sees the teenage girls watching her intensely as the boys were leading her away.
As her high heels clicked and clacked loudly mom drew the attention of older married couples. Wives would look at her with envy and jealousy wishing so badly that they to could be in her shoes at that moment.
“ Debrah…Debrah? “
She hears a man calling her name.
“ I’m sorry I’m late! I got tied up at the office! “
This 30 something year old man called out apologizing to her.
Yeah it was Bob the one that she was gonna have dinner and a date with.
“ Sorry Bob you missed your chance tonight. Call me next week. “
Mom said blowing him off.
He watched defeated and dumbfounded as she walks away with a pack of 18 to 20 year old jocks.
Mom was led out into the parking lot and escorted to a maroon Buick Regal, where she found herself sandwiched between Brock and Scotty.
While Brad drove and Chad rode shotgun.
The car cranks the big V-8 rumbling much like Misty’s Nova does. Rock music blasts from the speakers while Chad fires up a joint.
Scotty wasted no time forcing himself on to mom by kissing her. His hands move immediately to her white blouse quickly unbuttoning it.
His strong hands reached into her bra, pulling her big tits out, letting them hang over the white bra.
Brock went right for her belt. The snap and zipper of her dress pants quickly split apart.
From the front seat Chad turned looking back onto her, as she sat between the guys with her legs spread wide.
“ Damn! Look at that pussy mound on that cunt! “
“ Cunt? Did he just call me a cunt? “
Mom says to herself.
Normally a woman of her age would slap the shit out of some guy for saying such a thing.
But the submissive side of mom just takes it.
Mom feels so vulnerable seeing the lights of the city around her shining through the T tops and windows, she looks down at her milky white tits, wondering if other’s could see from other cars.
The boys took turns fingering her.
“ Oh her panties are so wet! “
Scotty said as he takes his turn fingering her.
“ She shaves it to! Monica’s mom has a full bush!”
Brock announced to them all.
“ Your doing Monica’s mom? “
They all ask in unison.
“ Yeah she kind of forced herself onto me. “
He said with a red face.
Mom was loving this. She hadn’t been in this type of predicament since the time she was slave naked in the back seat of a 57 Chevy.
A cavalcade of friends cars fell in line behind Brad. As they stopped at red lights a car of rude obnoxious boys would cheer Brock and Scotty on as they groped away at this middle aged Milf.
“ I’m fucking her first! “
One of them would yell out.
“ Mmmmm! I can’t wait! “
Mom mumbled to herself, as the boys started arguing about who was gonna fuck her first. Mom loved the attention she was getting from this. It was almost as if they were gonna have a fight and she’d be the trophy for the winner.
It wasn’t long before they were on I-55 going south crossing the Mississippi line and into Southaven where they exited the freeway.
Soon they were in a maze of upper middle class homes. The car parks into a driveway. All the other cars park around them, filling the driveway, and out onto both sides of the street.
Mom was sort of taken back by the size of the crowd. This was obviously a big party. And she was obviously the VIP. On the guest list.
Outside the car she looked up at the fine $500.000 home wondering if she might have been the one that sold Brads parents this home so many years before.
Mom and her sister in law Cheryl were two of the realtors that prospered from the real estate boom when the wealth of the well to do crowd flocked from the Memphis area southward of the Mississippi line.
Mom did nothing to conceal her big tits as the floodlights shined down onto her, as she approached the house along the brick paved sidewalk. Her open pants fell slightly as she walks giving the watching crowd a glimpse of her full backed panties.
As she climbed the steep bricked steps in her 5 inch heels her pants legs rose giving the boys from behind a look at her sexy nylon clad legs.
She’s escorted straight through the front door into the foyer, the ceiling was high with a lit chandelier that hung above her.
To her left was a large living room with tall windows the curtains were open so you could easily see outside across the yard and towards the street. At the large home on the hill directly across from them.
The crowd grew larger as people toted in cases of beer, wine and spirits. Along with multiple boxes of pizza.
Right there in the foyer she felt her long heavy leather coat as it was pulled from her body from behind.
Her pants fell easily to her ankles, she carefully pulled her feet from them, keeping her heels on, she stood there in her tan knee highs looking downward as the last two buttons of her white blouse were unfastened. Like the coat her blouse was then taken from her body.
Though her tits were out for all to see, she feels a boy from behind yanking at her bra, struggling with the three hooked clasp that secured it.
“ Get the fuck out of the way! Let a real man do that! “
She hears a masculine deep voice say. As the clasp was then easily unhooked.
The straps of the big white bra falls freely from her body.
She then gasps as she feels a boys hands pulling downwards at her full backed panties, as they fall to her feet her branded fat ass comes into everyone’s view.
For a moment there was nothing but silence, a silence that was only seconds but felt as if it was an eternity.
Then she feels the swift smack on her ass from Brads big hand.
“ Looks like we got a real slave on our hands boys! And just think I didn’t have to pay a dime for her! “
Brad said looking her mostly naked body over.
“ Cunt! Get them fucking heels and hose off! Slaves don’t wear shit like that! “
Mom immediately kicked off her heels and started peeling off her nylons. She then stood there besides her earrings pearls and wedding band she stood there with her discarded clothing laying around her.
Brad pointed towards the living room. The plush white carpet felt good to moms bare feet, as she was positioned in front of one of the tall windows that faced the front yard.
From behind she feels Brads hands pushy downwards onto her shoulders.
She immediately falls to her knees with her head bowed slightly and her hands resting on her thighs palms up.
All around her she hears the sounds of people undressing. She opens her eyes seeing the entire crowd of probably 20 people and the crowd was quickly growing. Along with all there cocks.
Though mom was horny as Hell and her erect nipples and sopping wet and dripping pussy proved it. She did have a sense of fear of wondering if she was capable of handling this cause it was obvious that a gang bang was in order.