“All right, sweetheart, go and get ready,” Jamal said as he broke the kiss and gave her a playful pat on the behind.
Smiling like a love-struck schoolgirl, Tanya turned and scurried up the stairs. As the other three boys watched her lush body seem to glide up the stairs, Jamal pulled on his jeans.
“Now, let’s get some of this stew going. Hop to it, Elliott. I think we’re gonna need some more fuel for tonight.”
The other boys happily put their books away as Elliott got out bowls and silverware. He dished up a heaping serving from the slow cooker for each of them.
“Don’t forget the Red Bull,” Gunner said as Elliott passed the bowls around to each of them.
Elliott joined them, getting a Coke for himself as the boys wolfed down their food. It was obvious they were anxious to get upstairs. Elliott hoped Jamal would allow him to join them again. He was just as eager as Gunner and Zeke to see what Jamal had picked out for her to wear today.
“Aaahh, that was fuckin’ good,” Jamal said as he washed down the final mouthful with a big gulp or Red Bull and gave off a burp of satisfaction. He gestured to the empty plates. “Elliott, clean this shit up.”
Elliott nodded obediently and started clearing the table. He’d barely started before Jamal spoke to the other two. “Let’s go, she should have had enough time to get ready by now.”
Elliott was overwhelmed with disappointment as the three boys got up from the table and made their way to the stairs as he placed the dirty dishes in the dishwasher. He looked up as Jamal called his name.
“Elliott. Hurry up with that. I think you’re gonna like what Mommy’s wearing today.”
His disappointment evaporated like wisps of smoke under a monsoon wind, the feeling replaced by a flush of excitement. The dishes flew into the dishwasher and he almost ran up the stairs, walking into the room barely ten or fifteen seconds after the boys. He made his way to the easy chair opposite his mother’s bed, knowing this was his designated spot that Jamal expected him to be in.
The three bullies looked down at the woman on the bed, knowing smiles on their faces. Jamal stood at the end of the bed, facing her directly. Gunner was to his right, with Zeke on the left. Tanya was in the position they’d expected her to be in, lying on her back on her king-size bed, propped up on a stack of pillows resting against the headboard. Her lush curvy body was clad in the outfit Jamal had instructed her to be in. He’d sent her a text stating he wanted her in a black merry widow corset today, the one in the picture he’d sent to her first thing in the morning, the one with the shelf-like reinforced bra cups that left her nipples exposed-exposed and ready for them to use as they pleased… just like the rest of her.
“She looks fuckin’ hot, doesn’t she?” Zeke said, turning his gaze to his two buddies.
“She always looks fuckin’ hot, and she’s definitely hot fuckin’,” added Gunner. “I love those nylons, and the shoes. Those are definitely ‘cum-fuck-me’ shoes.”
Tanya didn’t mind that the boys talked as if she wasn’t even there. She was used to it after the past number of days. Listening to Gunner’s words, she looked down at the shoes she’d bought at the same time she’d purchased the lingerie that morning. She had to admit, the shoes were definitely sexy. They were black sling-backs with deadly pointed toes and rapier-like 5″ stiletto heels. Again, they were just what Jamal had ordered her to buy for the boys’ visit today. She’d paired the sling-backs with sheer black thigh-high stockings, which had intricate lace bands at the top that hugged her creamy thighs, the top of the sexy stockings ending just inches below her shaven pussy. The combination of the sky-high heels and sheer black nylons made her legs look spectacular, even lying down.
She’d ventured out shortly after the stores opened and picked up everything Jamal had requested her to get for today’s visit. Besides the corset, nylons and shoes, his message had told her to get a matching pair of high-cut black panties and a black choker to wear around her slender throat. She knew Jamal liked to see her in French-cut panties, ones cut wickedly high on her hips. She knew it made her legs look long and sexy.
Earlier in the day, she’d shaved her pussy nice and close, just the way the boys liked it. Now, she took a quick shower after Jamal sent her upstairs to get ready. After drying off, Tanya sat in front of the mirror and worked on her makeup and hair to get it just right before getting dressed in the sexy lingerie. She laughed inside as she carefully applied mascara to her already long lashes. She knew that by the time they were done with her, her makeup would be a mess, and her hair and face would be spackled with clumps and gobs of milky teenage boy-cum. Not that she was complaining-no-she wasn’t complaining whatsoever. She slipped the black choker around her neck and fastened it in place. She reached up, tracing the edge of the choker with one long red-tipped fingernail, smiling to herself at how sexy it made her look. Satisfied that she looked just the way they liked, she laid out the new things she’d bought. Standing next to her bed, she’d checked the time as she slipped into the sexy garments, knowing the boys would be finishing their dinner and coming up soon. She’d checked herself in the mirror one more time, just to make sure she was properly dressed before getting on her bed, lying back on a stack of pillows, one leg bent up enticingly.
“Fuck, she’s the perfect MILF,” Zeke added, blowing out a long slow breath as he looked at Tanya’s gorgeous face. Her honey-blonde hair had been fluffed up to look wild and sexy, just as she knew the boys liked. It fell past her shoulders, and framed her pretty face attractively. Her sapphire-like blue eyes sparkled with the excitement she was feeling. The pinky-bronze eye shadow and mascara-accented lashes made her eyes look sultry and inviting. The choker about her regal neck gave her a bewitchingly sensual look that aroused her when she saw herself wearing it, as much as she hoped it would excite the boys, which it did, Zeke licking his lips as he looked at the sexy band circling her soft neck.
Her full lips and fingernails were painted bright red, another of Jamal’s requests that she knew better than to deny. She’d checked her lips out in her makeup mirror earlier, puckering the soft pouty pillows in a make-believe kiss, knowing they’d be using her mouth for more than kissing. Her mouth was a brilliant red gash, the beckoning gateway to a hot wet receptacle to be used for their perverted desires. They’d told her she had a mouth made for sucking cock, and if today was like the past number of days, she knew her belly was going to be full of hot teenage cum before they were done with her.
“Those tits are incredible. I can never get enough of those tits,” Gunner said, his young eyes feasting hungrily on the woman’s abundant swells of tit-flesh. The corset fit her perfectly. It nipped in tightly at her waspish waist before flaring out over her wide mature hips at the bottom. From her trim waist, the panels of the shiny black satin corset flowed upward as it followed the enticing contours of her shapely hourglass figure, before the heavily-reinforced bra cups provocatively displayed her heavy, round, 34E breasts. The lace trimmed half-cups supported her spectacular tits on a pronounced shelf, the sexy garment molded to the bottom and sides of her soft white mounds, thrusting them together and up to create a deep dark line of cleavage that seemed to go on forever. The lace-trimmed edges of the cups left her cherry-red nipples exposed, the sensitive buds stiff under the boys’ lustful gazes, just like they always were when the woman was excited.
“Come on, sweetheart, you know what I want to see.” Jamal finally spoke.
His deep resonant voice had that hypnotic mesmerizing tone that sent a pulse of excitement through Tanya every time she heard it. She looked down past the end of the bed and met Jamal’s eyes. As he slowly nodded, she drew her legs up and let her thighs roll open to each side. All three boys looked down as the gap between her legs widened, the tops of her thigh-high stockings coming into view first, and then the creamy band of skin on her upper thighs above that. She continued to slowly let her knees come up and drift apart, the way she knew Jamal liked. The front panel of her sexy high-cut panties was now on display, but she let her legs part even further, the pointy heels of her stilettos digging erotically into the mattress.
“Oh fuck, look at her panties,” Zeke said as his young eyes feasted on the stunning view of the older woman’s spread legs. “She’s soaked.”
All three boys looked down between Tanya’s legs, a damp stain clearly visible at the front of her silky panties. She was so wet that they knew if the panties had been white, they would have been translucent. As usual, the MILF was just as excited as they were.
“She’s always soaked,” Gunner said. “I’ve never seen a woman that gets as wet as this one.”
“Jesus,” Zeke said. He slowly shook his head in admiration as his eyes roamed over the woman’s sexy mature body, taking in every delicious mound and enticing valley. He looked up at his two friends. “She definitely has a body made to take big cocks, doesn’t she?”
“Oh fuck, yeah. There’s no doubt about it,” Gunner chimed in. “She’s been proving that easily these past few days.”
It was quiet as the two of them looked at Jamal, their leader quietly eyeing up the woman hungrily. Her eyes were on him as well, as if seeking his approval.
“What do you think, Jamal?” Gunner asked. “Do you think she’s proved that over the past few days?”
The young black man slowly started to nod his head, his eyes looking at every inviting part of the woman’s spectacular body. He started to reach for his belt as he finally spoke, “Oh yeah. She’s definitely got a body made for big cocks.” Jamal pulled down his zipper and whipped out his big black cock. “She’s proved it in spades, you might say.” The other two boys laughed at Jamal’s little joke, having seen for themselves how much Tanya loved Jamal’s huge black cock.