Shota Cock Garden Party (story I found)“Eh. He’s alright.”Mrs. Lane hefted Timmy Smith’s hard cock, gauging its length and thickness. “He’s… I mean, he’s a solid seven, that’s not bad, but nothing compared to my William. There’s a reason I named him that, you know,” she said proudly, looking over to where three of the other mothers were crowded around her proud boy, admiring his fat nine inches.“There’s more than size, you silly slut,” Mrs. Smith said fondly, stroking her son’s hair. “Look at his balls. There’s more and sweeter cum inside Timmy here than in any three other boys, no matter how big they are. And seven inches is more than enough to hit all of Mommy’s sweet spots, isn’t it, honey?”She squeezed her son tight, her big breasts soft around his face, and his prick twitched. Mrs. Lane raised an eyebrow, then lifted Timmy’s dick with a manicured finger.“Jesus, you weren’t k**ding!” she said. “Hey, William! Come to your mother!”The hung boy walked over, trailing blushing MILFs who hadn’t gotten a good feel yet. “Yes, mother?”“Let me see your balls, please?” Mrs. Lane said, and William stood straight up. Instantly, one of the moms standing next to him grabbed his dick and lifted it, bringing his testicles tuzla escort into view.“Hmm…”His mother cupped his ballsack in her right hand and Timmy’s in her left, weighing them. “Wow…” she said.Then she looked up at the three moms around William, all goggling at the two boys.“Girls, where are your sons?” she asked.Mrs. Pennyworth pointed over to her pickup truck. Her, Mrs. Hall, and Mrs. Beauvois’s sons were all sitting on the tailgate kicking their legs next to Rob Parker. Mrs. Parker was leaning over in front of them, licking and sucking each one in turn, toying with their big young cocks.Mrs. Lane shook her head. “Goodness, what a hot little slut. She’s keeping them all to herself!”Hearing her, Mrs. Parker gave a muffled response around her son’s dick. Then she lifted her head, little strings of saliva connecting her lush lips to Rob’s cockhead. “It’s not my fault you’re all crazy for William’s schlong!” she protested.“Bring them all over here!” Mrs. Lane said. As the head of the neighborhood party planning committee, she was in a position of unofficial authority over the informal mother-son get togethers. Soon, six stiff-cocked boys were standing in a line, slyly comparing their equipment as their horny mothers tuzla escort bayan watched.The pack of MILFs murmured amongst themselves, each arguing for her own boy’s preeminence in the sack. It was a tableau they played out often, and it wasn’t long before Mrs. Pennyworth broke out the inevitable suggestion.“Why don’t we all switch around?” she said innocently.The other five women agreed instantly.Mrs. Lane got on her knees in front of Timmy, her eyes hot as she took his dick in her hand. “Your mother speaks so highly of these…” she breathed in his ear, hefting his balls. “I just had to have a taste.”Timmy moaned as she took him into her mouth, his voice echoed all around the park by sons and mothers.William and Rob were on their backs next to each other, curvy MILFs bouncing on their hard cocks, and the boys high-fived each other as their slutty passengers leaned in and kissed each other. It was always a treat for the boys when their moms were feeling experimental.Over by the swingset, Mrs. Hall was on her hands and knees, Jacky Beauvois behind her with his hands full of her hair, roughly fucking her doggy-style. The other women grinned at the moans coming from her mouth and the hot sound of Jacky’s hand falling escort tuzla on her plush rear end. Mrs. Hall loved it rough, and her own son was notorious among the moms for his domineering attitude.Not that they minded; it was nice to be topped once in a while.This time, though, Bobby Hall was happy to simply sit on a bench with a hot mom straddling his lap, cooing his name as she bounced on his rod. He had his mouth latched onto a jiggling breast and his hands filled with a nice plump butt, and he was in boy heaven.Sam Pennyworth was crouched between Mrs. Smith’s spread legs, and his face was set in concentration as he applied all his skill to pleasuring her. He was such a sweet boy. His hand was between them, playing with her clitoris, and she gasped as she came, his smooth, even thrusts and his mouth on her big, stiff nipple making her climax spike again and again.Soon, the park was silent except for the sound of wet pussy sliding against hard cock and the occasional cry or moan of lust. One by one, each mother got a mouth- or pussy-full of cum, except for Mrs. Hall – Jacky had pulled out and decided to plant his dick up her big, round ass.Each son found his sweaty, exhausted mom, and they paired off to go clean up together. As they left, the mothers nodded cordially to each other.“See you all next Sunday?” Mrs. Lane called as they left. It was purely force of habit; she knew none of them would miss it for the world.