A Gift for Mom at Daughter’s Party

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The sound of muffled music coming through the door became increasingly unbearable as I tossed and turned trying to sleep. It was my daughter Alice’s 18th birthday, and not only had I allowed the party to be held at my house, I had promised to stay quietly in my room and not get in the way, but in practice it wasn’t that easy.

My name is Elena and I’m a 36-year-old woman, which means I was the same age my daughter is now, 18, when I gave birth to her. My marriage to Alice’s father didn’t last very long because we got married under family pressure because I was pregnant. When I was 22, I became a single mother and took care of my daughter as best I could, alternating motherly duties with work, but I didn’t stay single for long, because at 24 I met the man who became my second husband, and with him I had my second child when I was 28, now a boy named Gabriel. He was at his father’s new house during Alice’s party, as I had recently divorced again.

The last few months hadn’t been easy and I really missed having some fun. My closest friends had stayed in my hometown and as much as I wanted to go back, I couldn’t at the moment because Alice was already very well adapted and would be devastated to move again.

After I gave up on sleeping, the sound of the party coming from downstairs became more attractive by the minute, until I decided to break my promise not to interfere with the party. I got out of bed and looked at myself in the closet mirror. I was still wearing my white nightgown, but I quickly threw it on the floor and stood naked while I chose my clothes. First I picked out some of my most beautiful lingerie, a very delicate red lace set that barely covered anything, at that moment I wasn’t expecting anyone to see, but if I’m going to dress up, let it be completely. After some hesitation, I decided on a dress as black as my hair, which I hadn’t worn in a while. It was much tighter than I remembered, especially around my hips and butt, and it barely reached halfway down my thighs, perhaps due to the few extra pounds I’d gained over the years and with two pregnancies. At the top, the dress had a generous neckline that gave a nice view of my silicone breasts, a gift from my second husband that I wear with great pride. Finally, I washed my face to get rid of my sleepy look and put on some basic makeup: foundation, black eyeliner around my light blue eyes and a red lipstick on my plump lips.

“At least I’m still hot.” I said to myself in front of the mirror as I looked at myself from all angles. It had been a while since I’d dressed like this and it was good for my self-esteem.

With a confident look on my face, I opened the door and was immediately surprised to see a couple making out in the hallway on the second floor, a place that was forbidden in the agreement when I allowed the party, but since the idea was to participate and not be the annoying mother, I just ignored it and made my way to the stairs. As I went down the stairs the music got louder and louder until I reached the ground floor and saw my living room full of young people, many more than my daughter said she would invite, I know how these parties are, there are always a few more attendees, so once again I ignored it. But when I arrived in the living room, I was obviously the center of attention, whether it was glances or whispers among the attendees. I inevitably felt a bit out of place, but luckily a familiar face appeared to save me.

“Elena?” A tall boy with brown hair and an athletic build asked, surprised by the presence of his best friend’s mother at the party. “What are you doing here?” He was wearing blue jeans and a white polo shirt.

Alex is a few months older than Alice, and they’ve been best friends since we moved here a few years ago. I approve of their friendship, although I suspect that he and my daughter are somehow involved, which they both vehemently deny. The boy is polite and has always treated the entire family with great respect, and although he has noticed a few “curious” glances at me, which are normal for a boy in puberty and which I have always taken into account but never reprimanded, I don’t deny that I like the feeling of being admired by a younger man, especially one as handsome as Alexander has become over time.

“Hi Alex, I came to celebrate too.” I replied with a slightly embarrassed smile.

“Really? Alice said you weren’t even home.” Because of the loud music, Alex approached me to speak closer.

“Well, there’s been a change of plans.” I shrugged.

“Good then.” He said, turning to the crowd and shouting, “PEOPLE, THIS IS ALICE’S MOTHER!!!” He had always been very outgoing.

The attention, if it wasn’t already, was now all on me, but the reception was warm, the young people were celebrating and suddenly I was surrounded by them, dancing along as if I was 18 too. Some of them already knew me, and those who had never seen me before had at least heard of “Alice’s hot mom”. Yes, I know what they say about me at this school. Even though I was having Sahabet a good time, I obviously missed my daughter.

“WHERE’S ALICE?” I asked Alex, shouting over the music.

“I DON’T KNOW.” Was his reply, yelling at the same time. Of course, I doubted that he really didn’t know about her disappearance from the party itself, but I respected his attempt to defend himself. Knowing my daughter, there’s probably some guy involved.

Even without her, I continued to party for a long time, dancing among the young people, some even tried to approach me and I rejected them all, the only one I allowed because I was intimate with him was Alex and that’s when my view of him began to change. I’d always thought Alex was a handsome guy, but I’d never had any ulterior motives because until a few months ago he was underage and I was married, but that night all that was behind me and there was nothing to stop me from trying something with my daughter’s best friend, except the fact that he is my daughter’s best friend. The way we danced close together, facing each other laughing, or me with my back to him, feeling a hand on my waist, made me nervous, an inner heat rising little by little, the urge to kiss him right there in the middle of everyone, shocking everyone, but I preferred to just walk away and think a little before doing something stupid, so I went into the kitchen to catch my breath. Incredibly, no one was there and I calmly got a glass of water and drank it while arguing with myself, but before I could come to a conclusion, a certain boy came up behind me.

“Everything okay?” Alexander asked when he entered the kitchen and saw me alone.

“Everything’s fine.” I replied, finishing my drink and adding, “I just came to take a breather, I’m not as young as you are, you know.”

That wasn’t exactly the reason, but it was true.

“Come on, Elena, you look great for your age.” He said, trying to compliment me, but not wanting to exaggerate our age difference.

“Look, when you talk like that, it makes me feel even older.” I said, leaving the glass in the sink. I was joking, but I wanted to look serious to see his reaction.

“Sorry, that’s not what I meant.” Alex said, obviously embarrassed.

At that moment I made a decision, it was the perfect opportunity for a night of madness that I hadn’t had in a long time. I’d never been involved with someone so much younger and it was an idea that excited me, plus he’d wanted me for so long, you know? It was time for him to get what he wanted so badly. “It’s just that Alice doesn’t find out.” I thought.

“And what did you mean by that, Alex?” I asked, looking down at the boy leaning against the dining room table, trying to make my intentions clear, and liking how nervous he was getting.

“It’s just…” Alex went from embarrassed to intimidated by the change in my gaze. “…you’re very pretty and you have a nice body, you know.”

“Very pretty and a nice body?” I liked what I heard and even smiled, but I wanted more from this young man, so I teased him even more: “Is that how you flirt?”

Alex was surprised again and almost stuttered when he answered: “No… it’s just that…”

I loved his reactions as I went on, and I used the moment to get closer, saying: “Look Alex, I know how much you want me, I’ve known for a long time how you look at me when you come to visit my daughter or when we meet at the pool at the club on hot summer days…” Now with my body almost glued to his, I looked directly into his eyes, which were at the same level thanks to my high heels. “…or am I wrong?”

“No, Elena, I… I do.” Alex replied, almost sweating with nervousness.

Then he, who according to Alice was usually the predator of girls his age, became the prey of his best friend’s mother.

I put my arm around him and put my face close to the boy’s ear and said: “In my room upstairs in five minutes.” And then I left Alex behind, letting him watch the sway of my hips as I left the kitchen, but the surprise came when my daughter opened the door to the house and, as I’d expected, walked in hand in hand with a tall, strong, black-skinned guy with short hair and a well-groomed beard, clearly older than the others. Alice looks a lot like me, with white skin, black hair and blue eyes, but without the silicone breasts and with a body that isn’t that voluminous yet, but probably will be one day. That night she wore a black miniskirt and a white top, showing off her newly pierced navel and the tattoo on her arm that I allowed her to get since she’s of age now.

“Mom???” Alice asked, completely surprised. “What are you doing down here?”

The atmosphere around the party became a little tense, some stopped what they were doing to observe, including Alexander who had just left the kitchen and stumbled into the situation.

“Mom, we agreed you wouldn’t get in the way.” Alice said impatiently without even letting me answer the first question, letting go of the guy’s hand and putting both hands Sahabet Giriş on her hips.

It wasn’t a fight I wanted, not least because I knew I was wrong, so I decided to calm them down.

“My daughter can rest assured that I didn’t get in the way at all, did I, guys?” I asked, turning to the crowd who were paying attention and thankfully agreeing with me. “I was just trying to have a little fun.” I added as I turned back to her.

Of course, Alex came over to defend me. “It’s okay, Alice, your mom took good care of your party while you were gone.”

“And anyway, I’m going back to my room, the party’s all yours.” I said, opening my arms and inviting my daughter into a hug.

Alice’s adolescent pride caused some resistance. “Hm, that’s okay.” But she finally gave in and hugged me.

At the end of the hug, we said we loved each other and went our separate ways. Alice went straight into the living room to dance, and I went up the stairs, stopping at the top to nod to Alex, who was still standing at the foot of the stairs, that he should go up as well. The young man did so with a smile on his face. Fortunately, the couple had stopped making out up there, so there were no witnesses.

I waited for him standing in the middle of the room and said as Alex entered the room: “Lock the door.”

I put my hands on his face and pulled him into a kiss that started with a strong peck, lips pressed tightly together, but soon our tongues were slowly tangling in a kiss with surprisingly enough chemistry that anyone looking from the outside would say we were in love with each other, and so we gradually accelerated as our bodies warmed up and our breathing became stronger. I even let out low, muffled moans into his mouth when he suddenly broke the kiss to remove his own shirt, and I spent a few seconds admiring Alex’s physique before resuming the kiss, now with my palms on his hard chest. Our breaths were as fast as the movements of our tongues as Alex took off my dress, leaving me in just my underwear, and grabbed my big ass, so we walked to the bed where he threw me down and I lay on my back, propped up on my elbows, watching as he took off his sneakers and belt while I took off my bra, exposing my tits, but I changed my expression when I saw that he was reaching for a condom in his wallet.

“Oh, no…” I said slyly, playing with my own breasts, teasing him. “…I want you to fuck me without a condom.”

I admit that I have this toxic trait when it comes to sex. I hate condoms. I like to feel the cock entering me skin to skin. Of course, I don’t force anyone to do it, I just ask nicely and they usually give in.

“Are you sure, Elena?” Alex asked worriedly, apparently more sure than I’d expected.

“I’m very sure, Alex!” I said with a naughty smile on my face as I spread my legs so wide that a piece of my pussy was sticking out of my thong.

And that’s more or less how I got pregnant 18 years ago.

Alexander couldn’t resist and dropped the condom on the floor and quickly took off his pants and underwear, getting completely naked so that I could see his cock in detail, it was long, though not that thick, but with very well shaved pubic hair. I was salivating and licking my lips, I was dying to feel it inside me and soon he was kneeling between my legs, leaving my panties aside and slapping his cock against my wet entrance, increasing the urgency I felt.

“Please, put that beautiful cock inside me and fuck me.” I begged, just as Alex wanted.

With a smile on his face, he inserted his cock into my pussy, slipping in easily because I was so wet. We moaned together at the first contact and I continued to moan as he moved in and out, holding me by the legs.

“Fuck…” I moaned loudly. “…I needed that.”

Alexander was giving it his all, thrusting hard and fast. God bless the energy of youth.

“Is that what you expected?” I asked, moaning and looking deep into his eyes.

“Much better than in my dreams.” Alex replied, increasing the force of his thrusts to the point where he had to hold me by the waist, making my breasts bounce with each impact.

Luckily for us, the music downstairs was loud enough not to let my moans and the sound of our bodies colliding leave the room.

“Yeah, Alex!” I shouted, urging him on. “Fuck my pussy!”

Alex fell on top of me and my legs went up, pointing my heels to the ceiling, so he devoured my breasts, probably feeling a silicone breast in his mouth for the first time, and I scratched his back, making him grunt. In return, he straddled my neck as far as I liked, showing good experience despite his age. It was clear on my face that my orgasm was coming, and it came strong and overwhelming, my body shaking like an earthquake, my eyes rolling back, and the only reason my moaning wasn’t louder was because of the shortness of breath I felt when I was being hung, but I was soon able to catch my breath as Alex focused on his own orgasm, which wouldn’t be long in coming.

“Just Sahabet Güncel Giriş take it out before you come.” I had the lack of responsibility that had been missing 18 years ago.

Alexander went for it like the final sprint in a race, but when he was almost there, his cell phone rang in his pants. Of course he didn’t answer it, but inevitably he got distracted and slowed down. Soon the phone stopped ringing and Alex was back to his frantic pace, and just as he was about to come again, the phone rang again.

“Who the fuck?” He said, looking back to see if he should answer it.

“Answer it, it might be urgent.” I said, thinking of the many times I had called my daughter desperately and she didn’t pick up.

The young man then left me, got off the bed and picked up his cell phone, which was in his pants pocket. Meanwhile, I took the opportunity to take off my panties, which were still on the side, and I was left wearing only heels.

“It’s Alice!” Alex said with a frown. “Do I get it?”

“And what are you going to say?” I asked, leaning back on my elbows. “That you’re upstairs banging her mom?”

“Yeah, better not.” Just as he answered me, his cell phone stopped ringing and Alex saw the messages.

While he was typing to reply to my daughter, I couldn’t stand the sight of that beautiful cock starting to soften, so I sat down on the edge of the bed right in front of him and started slowly jerking him off.

“I’m losing my concentration.” He said, practically moaning.

I giggled and put my mouth on his, circling the tip with my tongue. Alex didn’t know whether to look at the phone screen or keep eye contact with me as I sucked him off. I could tell by the way his fingers touched the screen that he was desperate to focus on me again. To make matters worse, I started sucking him off eagerly, noisily, and very wetly, but I never stopped looking into his eyes, and a “Whew” came out of his mouth as he typed his last message. After blocking his cell phone and holding it in one hand, Alex used his free hand to press the back of my head against his hip, making me moan with his cock in my mouth, but I suddenly let go of his member and said: “You better finish the job.” And then I turned over and put my knees and elbows on the mattress and stuck my ass out at just the right height for Alex, who slapped it hard enough to elicit another loud moan from me and then slid his cock back into my pussy.

“Holy shit.” I moaned, feeling even more pleasure than before. No wonder this is my favorite position.

I looked back over my shoulder and could see Alex admiring my ass bouncing with the thrust of his hips and occasionally slapping one of my buttocks.

“Is this what you dreamed of when you were drooling over me in your bikini at the club?” I asked again, dwelling on the idea of having been desired for so long. It made me even hornier.

His response was to pull my hair back hard enough to arch my back and make me put my palms on the mattress.

The whole situation made me reach my second orgasm of the night, even stronger than the first, screaming Alex’s name as I spasmed and rolled my eyes. After climaxing, the young man let go of my hair and I dropped my upper body onto the mattress, stretching my arms forward and resting my head on the side of the sheet, seeing him out of the corner of my eye and realizing that he was about to come again. This time I didn’t remind him to take his cock out before he came and, frankly, I was so horny that I wouldn’t have cared if he didn’t do it and finished inside me, but luckily (or unluckily), he took it out milliseconds before he ejaculated and came all over my ass and a part of my back. I let out my last moans when I felt the hot cum under my body and was impressed by the amount of sperm he released.

“That was very good.” I said, looking back as I relaxed and lay on my stomach on the bed.

“It really was.” Alex agreed, standing with his hands on his hips, looking at the mess he’d made of me, obviously still a little incredulous.

“It’s better for both of us if Alice doesn’t find out.” I said, raising my eyebrows as if to threaten him.

“Yeah, I’ll think of an excuse.” He said and picked up his clothes.

I watched almost passionately and silently as Alex got dressed, the effect of the hormones after two wonderful orgasms.

“I’m going, Elena.” Now ready to go back to the party, Alex clearly didn’t know how to say goodbye after that, and to be honest, neither did I.

“Let me go with you to lock the door.” I said as I got out of bed, feeling the gravity make his cum run down my ass.

We walked to the exit of the room, me still in heels, and I unlocked the door, looked down the hall, hiding my body, and as I didn’t see anyone, I let Alexander out, but first I pulled him into a kiss, slow and short, and then my last words were: “You can visit my daughter more often.”

Alex replied with a smile on his face: “You bet!”

And so we went on with our lives, Alex went downstairs to tell my daughter some lies and I locked the door and went straight to the shower, put my nightgown back on and lay in bed extremely happy, satisfied and relaxed, not even the sound of the party would be able to disturb the beautiful sleep that was to come.

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