They go upstairs

Trey and Akash walked to Akash’s room. It was a typical young guy's room, posters on the wall, a big gaming monitor, and a mountain of clothes on a chair. Akash dropped onto his gaming chair.

"So, dude, hope mom did good for you," Akash said, a casual grin on his face as he booted up his PC. "I don't think she's ever fucked anyone other than my dad before, hehe."

Trey settled onto the bed, picking up a controller. "Oh, she did great, man. Your mom's a natural slut. She really knows how to take a pounding. And her ass is tight as hell, too."

Akash chuckled, shaking his head. "No way! You fucked her ass too? Nice! Good to know my boy's getting some good action. What game are we playing?"

They spent the next hour or so blasting aliens in some fast-paced shooter, the sounds of gunfire and explosions filling the room. As he lined up a particularly satisfying headshot, he felt a familiar feeling in his pants. He turned to Akash, who was engrossed in the game.

"Hey, man," Trey said, not taking his eyes off the screen, "I'm starting to get horny again. Can you send your mom in for another quick fuck while we play?"

Akash, without looking away from the monitor, simply yelled out, his voice loud enough to carry through the house. "MOOOMM! COME UPSTAIRS PLEASE! TREY WANTS TO FUCK YOU AGAIN!" Trey smirked, enjoying the casual depravity of it all.

From downstairs, Sangeetha's cheerful voice floated back up. "COMING BOYS, IN A MINUTE!"

A few minutes later, the door to Akash's room opened. Sangeetha stood there, a warm smile on her face. "Hey boys," she said, her eyes immediately finding Trey. As she started to approach, her gaze fell upon the pile of clothes haphazardly strewn across a nearby chair. Her smile tightened, though her tone remained affectionate. "Akash, look at this mess! You still haven't done your laundry? Your room is a messy disaster!"

Akash grumbled, still focused on the game. "Later, Mom, I'm busy."

Sangeetha's hands were already going to the buttons of her cardigan. She quickly shed the colorful garment, then pulled her gray dress up over her head, letting it drop to the floor in a heap. She was wearing only a simple bra and panties. She kicked off her shoes, then walked over to Trey, her eyes locking onto his crotch. She knelt down between his legs, her hands going straight for his zipper. With practiced ease, she pulled down his jeans, freeing his cock. It sprang out, already stiff and eager.

Slurp.

She took him into her mouth, her lips wrapping tightly around his shaft. Her head began to bob, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock, making wet, sucking noises. Trey leaned back, groaning softly, his eyes closed in pleasure.

"Akash, get over here," Trey grunted, still fucking his mom's mouth. "Help your mom out. Finger her ass."

Akash paused the game, looked at Trey, then at his mom’s exposed ass, which was right there. "Oh, for sure, man!" he said, without a trace of discomfort. He scooted his chair closer, reaching out.

Sangeetha shifted slightly, arching her back, presenting her ass to her son. Akash’s fingers parted her ass cheeks and began to gently probe her asshole, his thumb rubbing against her wet slit. Sangeetha moaned into Trey's cock, her hips twitching with the combined stimulation.

Trey felt himself building, the pressure mounting as Sangeetha sucked and Akash fingered. The dual sensations were driving her wild as well. He watched Akash's face, still casual, almost detached, as he helped his mom get off for his best friend. This was beyond anything he could have imagined. She kept sucking him for a few minutes, feeling each throb of his cock, as the cum load builds up.

He pulled his cock out of Sangeetha's mouth, a wet gush of air. She looked up, her face flushed, her lips glistening, a thin string of saliva connecting his cock to her chin. Akash's fingers were still inside her ass, working away.

"I'm gonna cum, Sangeetha," Trey growled.

She nodded eagerly, opening her mouth wide, her eyes begging him. He pushed his cock deep into her throat, thrusting it in and out, feeling her gag around his shaft.

With a final, deep thrust, he exploded. A thick, hot torrent of cum shot down his cock, pouring into Sangeetha's mouth and throat. She gagged, swallowing it all down, her body convulsing around him. He pulled out, his cock still dripping. As he withdrew, a few stray drops of cum fell onto the carpet and his bedsheets.

Sangeetha lay there for a moment, catching her breath, her lips glistening with his cum. Akash pulled his fingers out of her ass, wiping them casually on a tissue.

"Sorry for the mess, bro," Trey said to Akash, not meaning a word of it.

Akash waved a hand dismissively. "Don't worry about it, man. It's cool. Happens." He didn't move to clean it, just let the cum sit there, drying on the carpet and bedsheets, a casual stain.

Sangeetha, making sure Trey was happy, gently wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She stood up, her dress still on the floor, and started to dress herself. She picked up her cardigan and put it on, then pulled her dress up. She then bent down, gathered the pile of dirty laundry from the chair, and, giving Trey one last satisfied smile, walked out of the room. "I'll see you boys later!" she chirped cheerfully.