Mom’s Birthday Gang Bang Ch. 01 by GTO_Racer
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Just my usual MILF debauchery. No, this wouldn’t really happen in real life. Thankfully, this isn’t real life. This is fiction. It only exists in the warped imaginations of Literotica writers’ minds. Oss realism to the side and just escape to the imagination and enjoy. No one under the age of 18 is engaging in sex. There is a bit of mother/son sex in here, but it is just part of the overall sexual scenes. It isn’t the overall theme. There is a bit of bondage and BDSM as well. No overt lesbian activity in this chapter, but that will be coming soon. I self-edit, so all mistakes are purely on me. Yes, I know that there will be some mistakes, so you really don’t need to comment on them.
Mom’s Birthday Gang Bang:
I’ve never been very shy about my body. Why should I be? I mean, I do everything I can to take care of it, and I’m pretty proud of it. Even today, on my 40th birthday, I still turn heads. I’m 5’6″ tall, long burnt copper hair to my waist, toned and tanned legs, tight round ass, slim, tight tummy, nicely flared hips, and 36 DD tits that still stand proud. I have green eyes, a slim nose, bee-stung lips, and a smooth complexion. What’s not to be proud of? Over the years, while he was growing up, my son has probably seen a lot more of me than he probably should have. I tend to just wear a snug t-shirt and small panties around the house on weekends during the spring and summer. On nice days, I sunbath topless (and sometimes even full nude) when he is out with his friends or at school. Granted, he has occasionally come home earlier than expected and gotten an eyeful. Most of his friends at one time or another also saw me when they came home with him. I imagine that there are several phones out there with candid shots of my naked body that they have snapped before I could cover up. Not that it really bothered me, but I didn’t want to embarrass my son. I mean, what kid wants to have his mother ogled by all his friends when she is naked? At least, as far as I could tell, none of those pictures have ever made their way to the internet. At least the ones that I didn’t put there. More on that in a bit. Besides all of those were after he turned 18.
Well, today is a special day. As I said, it is my 40th birthday. I had the perfect outfit to wear for the day – MY BIRTHDAY SUIT. Yes, I had decided that I would be wearing my birthday suit all day today. I had no errands to run, so I would be home all day. The only issue is that my 20-year-old son, Josh, brought four of his friends home from college for the week. It I Spring Break, after all. Still, I wasn’t going to let that stop me. They are all adults, after all, and I’m pretty sure that, all being young, athletic, and good looking, they had seen plenty of naked women by this time.
So, I hauled my ass out of bed and went into my bathroom to get ready for the day. I sleep nude, which has led to more than one occasion for Josh or his friends to see my naked body in the mornings. I have a couple of cats, so I keep my door open a bit to allow them in and out of my room at night. On hot nights, I tend to throw the blankets off of me if I get too hot. I’m pretty sure that at least a couple of his friends have set their alarms on sleepovers to wake themselves up early in the morning so that they can sneak over and peek through my door as I am laying naked on my bed. I’m even convinced that a couple of times, I was even woken up by the flash from a phone camera.
So, you are probably wondering about Josh’s father and what he thinks about all of this. First off, he HATES it. Second, that doesn’t matter because he is out of the picture. He tolerated my lack of modesty up until early summer of 2019. The country pretty much shut down in April of 2019 because of the COVID pandemic. I had a pretty good job as an Accounts Manager for a financial company until then. I was laid off, as was my husband at the time. Money became tight as neither of us was getting an income. I read an article that interested me in a way to generate a pretty damned good income. The COVID lockdown seemed to cause one particular industry to explode. The really cool thing about it was that it took almost no start-up cost to get going, but the expected profits were enormous. I decided to give it a shot. I set up my workspace in a spare bedroom and began. Yes, it started off slow for the first couple of months, but the income was pretty much pure profit. It took off on the third month. By the fourth month, the money was pouring in. Unfortunately, my husband took offence at my new career and filed for divorce.
So, what was this new income stream? Web camming, of course. I had a Twitter account and a Reddit account that I used to advertise my pay account. Those had teaser photos and videos that drove visits to my pay account and created signups. Yes, my pay account had more raunchy videos, as well as live shows. It also had a lot of other fun and non-sexual content. Sports pools, analysis of games, teams, and players, discussions of current topics, chat lines, and some fun games and prizes. I even had a couple of fantasy football leagues going. Of course, I set up a March Madness bracket for the next NCAA Tournament. It was simply a monthly subscription. There were no extra charges for content, except for a couple of the higher end fantasy football leagues that paid out prizes at the end, as well as the Superbowl squares pools and March Madness Brackets. Basically, you could access all the content for no extra charge. Of course, tipping was allowed.
I should say that I NEVER met with anyone. I was always completely faithful to my husband. He simply got jealous of me showing off my body to thousands of strangers. He was concerned with what his rather conservative family would think when they found out. He was also concerned with what our friends and neighbors would think. It was a relatively peaceful divorce. In fact, we are still good friends and meet for lunch a few times a week. We still send each other gifts for Christmas and birthdays. I paid him his half of the equity in the house, so I could keep it. I liked the house, and it was already set up for my camming, so why move? By that time, the money was rolling in. When the COVID restrictions were lifted, the company I used to work for called and offered me my job back. By that time, I was actually making more money from my cam than I ever did for them. I thanked them for the opportunity but told them that I had moved on. My husband ended up getting a better job and began making more money than he was before. I had also set up an on-line brokerage account and was doing my own trading. My ex saw how well I was doing with the trading and gave me a big chunk of his money to invest for him as well, Needless to say, we were both pretty financially well off. What was that old saying? ‘If you love what you do, you never work a day in your life.’ I didn’t even consider it work. I mean, what woman doesn’t love getting multiple orgasms a day? Besides, I was actually ‘working’ less hours a day than I did at my old job.
Being divorced now, I could even collaborate with a few of the other cam models in the area. That was a win-win for both of us. It boosted our viewership because we could now get subscribers from the other’s membership. Besides, what red-blooded man doesn’t like to see two beautiful women having sex together? Yes, I am fully bisexual. I went to college and experimented. My most successful collaboration shows were the ones where I was bound up, whipped, then fucked by my costar. Yeah, I do have a pretty strong submissive streak. That was going to come back into play later.
OK, now you are maybe wondering what my son will think about my plan for today. I really doubt that it will be a problem. When he went off to college two and a half years ago, I gave him a credit card for emergencies. Since then, I have dutifully paid the bill every month. That includes his OF subscription, where my page is one of his subscriptions. Silly boy. He thinks I don’t know. In fact, several of my subscribers are from his college. Most aren’t really that original on creating their usernames. It isn’t difficult to figure out that several are his friends there.
OK. Time to get this day started. I’ve showered, shaved, brushed my teeth, lotioned up, brushed my hair, and applied my make-up. After slipping in a jeweled butt plug, I slip on a pair of 4-inch pumps and head for the kitchen to start breakfast. I had to make a quick announcement on all my socials to schedule my day first, though. I was to find out later that there was another announcement that I wasn’t privy to that would affect my day later In the evening.
My heels clacked as I walked across the tile floor. As you all know, being 40, the first thing on the agenda is the Nectar of the Gods. Fresh ground beans into the filter, water added, then turn the machine on. I have a Ninja coffee maker, so I can set it at the perfect brew. OK, bacon, eggs, and pancake mix ready to go. I do enjoy a bit of pain during sex, but breakfast is not usually a sexual experience. Got to protect the girls, so I donned an apron and began the bacon. While that was going, I quickly mixed up the pancake batter. My stovetop has this awesome cast iron grill insert that allows me to cook 6 pancakes at once. I add a bit of bacon grease to the grill as it heats up. God, I love gas stovetops. Another skillet has the eggs started.
I timed everything perfectly. Just as the first six pancakes were ready, the first batch of bacon was being pulled off. Right on time, I heard footsteps approaching the kitchen.
“Good Morning mom.” Josh greeted me as he stumbled into the kitchen. “Happy BirthdayyyyWHAT THE FUCK?”
“Good morning, Baby. Thank you.” I replied.
“Mom, you’re naked!” He exclaimed.
“Well, yes.” I answered. “In honor of it being my birthday, I decided to wear my Birthday Suit all day today.”
About that time, three of his friends also stumbled into the kitchen in search of coffee and breakfast.
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