You were on vacation with your lifelong friend and his mom. Your mom was there as well. You rented a

You were on vacation with your lifelong friend and his mom. Your mom was there as well. You rented a boat so everybody could have a good time swimming out at sea. When you were still docked and getting ready four frat boy type guys came up to your boat. They looked about your age. They looked confused. It seems they had the paper work for the exact same boat. Meaning the idiots at the agency rented this one out twice. Well, what could you do? You let them on the boat. your friend didn’t like this at all, because as soon as these guys seen your moms they immediately started in with their routines.You were lucky you were wearing pants, because the erection you just sprung would definitely be visible in swimming trunks. you and you friend spent the next couple hours awkwardly trying to ignore the aggressive, built, and confident alpha males hit on your moms. but you don’t know, as much as it made your mouth dry, and your stomach tighten up, you were getting such a thrill out of it.  These guys knew what they were doing, and your moms were really impressed with them. Which was giving your friend a heart attack. You went on vacation to escape the jocks at school. The ones who’d usually throw comments around about your moms’ asses. Now you were forced to be in close proximity with people like them. And they had no qualms about hitting each other’s arms to get attention and then drawing it towards your mom’s ass as she bent over, or got back in the boat from the water. They would do it in plain view in front of you. They knew you weren’t going to do anything to stop them. You and your friend felt impotent. You could tell that your friend felt relieved when the day was over. You went back to your hotels where your moms’ bodies were safe from their muscular arms and chests. It felt good to no longer be on edge, but…. When your mom was in the shower you were listening to the sound of the shower head raining water down on her body. You almost wished one of those guys were in there with her. They would be using the boat tomorrow by themselves this time. Later on you were talking to your mom about what you were going to do tomorrow. You suggested going on the boat again with the guys you’ve met today. You were surprised you did. It just sort of spilled out. She agreed to it. She seemed a little bit excited. You tell her that you really like those guys. They seem nice. You were surprised that came out too. Especially considering it wasn’t true. She convinced your friend’s mom to go again. She was eager as well. So tomorrow came and everyone was getting ready for the boat. You made sure to pack extra beers. Even though you didn’t drink a lot. Deep down in the back of your mind you knew you did it in hopes your moms would get a little drunk. Everyone was ready except your friend. You were helping him pack snacks into a cooler back in his hotel room. He was huffing and puffing about going back on the boat with those frat boys. He didn’t know that it was your fault that this was happening again. He sounds humiliated. He says to you that he really doesn’t want to go and that he thinks you guys should stay at the hotel. Something clicks on in your head. You tell him that you’ll tell your mom that. He looks pleased with that. You run over to the dock with the intent to tell a message. You knew what your friend meant when he said what he did. He meant that you, him, and your moms shouldn’t go on the boat. It was very clear to you. When you got to the boat and saw the guys helping your moms onto it by pushing them on it by their lower waist, you told your mom that your friend doesn’t want to go, and that you and him are going to stay at the hotel. You tell her that she should go though and have a good time. The frat boys have the biggest and most devilish smiles on their face. Your moms seem happy to hear this. You watch as the boat drifts away and the figures get smaller. Once you can’t make out any figure on the boat, it sets in that whatever happens is now beyond your control. There’s no going back. You run back to your hotel room and you see your friend waiting there patiently. “good new, we don’t have to go!” you tell him. His face lights up.  “Awesome…. Where are our moms?” You give him a confused look “they’re on the boat…” The look on his face is hellish. “What do you mean!!!?????” “I thought you wanted us to stay! i didn’t know you didn’t want our moms going too!” you were a surprisingly good actor. Your friend gives you the most hateful look. He tried to phone his mom, but when he does you can hear a vibrating sound on the dresser. She left her phone in the room. He begs you to call yours. You lie and say that she left her phone as well. He starts panicking and looks like he’s on the verge of crying.  They get home later in the day. When they do you and your friend are waiting by the dock. The frat boys look at you guys like you’re idiots. You know your friend picked up on that because he got even more nervous. You follow your moms back to the hotel. You stare at their asses knowing that they were on a crowded boat with four guys your age for for six hours. You and your friend have completely different hopes for what happened with those asses in the last six hours. The fact that the cooler full of beers was empty was a bad sign for him. When your moms were both in their respective room showers, you opened up your mom’s camera. you stomach was churning as you looked through the pictures both dreading and anticipating something non-kosher. And that’s when you saw it, the first bare ass. It was your mom’s. Then images of it being spanked, images of both moms without their panties on. Images of naked frat boy cock. Images of cocks being tugged by feminine hands. Of your moms with their asses pressed together, and pelvis to ass as well. As you cycled through these pictures furiously you noticed beers were being held in most of them.  Including the ones where your moms had cocks in their mouths. Where they were 69'ing the guys, or taking two cocks at once. Getting dp’d. Sucking balls. Even pictures where they were licking assholes. Images of their ass cheeks spread open. Pretty much a picture of every sex position imaginable. And cum everywhere, including their faces. This was an image of four young men experiences something you never would. And it involved your mom. This was the most exciting moment of your life. You definitely made sure to show your friend. He started crying. He asked you to delete them. You told him you couldn’t because then your moms would know you’ve seen them. He saw your point begrudgingly. You did make sure to upload them to your computer when you got home. You would jack off to these images regularly. You tried to resist from uploading them on the internet. The temptation was too strong. When the guys you and your friend went to school with finally came upon them, you knew your mission was complete.  -- source link
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