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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story you should be of legal age in your respective country.

Janice was ever the doting mother, always being very close with her son Jack sharing a special bond, so when the motherly vixen found out her son wouldn't be coming home for the short holiday due to his current workload at university, Janice took it upon herself to drive down and give him a surprise visit. She'd been meaning to see where her beloved son was studying and it would also lay to rest some of her fears of rumors she'd heard from other parents about what mischief their kids were getting up to at university. It would also give her a chance to meet Spencer, Jack's roommate he constantly said was like the brother he never had, this was of some comfort to Janice as she'd never been able to have another child before her dear husband Frank had passed a couple years ago. Janice had kept mostly to herself in the years since, sure she had friends but she had convinced herself that was enough for her and never ventured out into the dating world again. Often ignoring her own needs, whatever they might be, in order to do what was best for her son. This was much to the frustration of her friends whom thought the buxomly vixen whom still looked pretty good for her age should be finding another man to settle down with, or at least have a boy toy or two just for some fun.

All that love and attention showed and had paid off, Jack was turning into a fine young man, and he even looked so much like his father it often made Janice's heart ache, along with other mixed emotions she pushed aside. He'd not spoken of any interests while at university however, not that it would make Janice love him any less if he were and Spencer were actually an item. Perhaps this surprise visit might help ease Jack into opening up to her about that part of his life, as awkward as it might be.

After a long drive down to her sons University and stopping to ask directions of a few passing students, Janice found herself standing before Jack's dorm room door, her paw raised and about to knock when it suddenly swung inward to reveal a tall handsome young stallion clad in only a pair of almost too small boxers. He was muttering something into his mobile, almost sounding like he was arguing with someone named Veronica about their weekend plans. The youngster clearly wasn't expecting anyone to be standing right there and whinnied in surprise as he jumped backwards and dropped his phone, causing Janice to clap a paw over her muzzle as she tried not to giggle.

"You must be Spencer?" the matronly vixen asked the stunned looking horse, doing her best not to let her eyes roam over his young fit form. Though his bare broad chest and washboard abs were hard to ignore, Janice put on her best motherly smile and quickly averted her gaze back to his.

"Uh...yeah...who're you?" He asked with confusion and embarrassment.

"Oh, I'm Janice, Jack's mom?" She offered with a warm smile and extending her paw to shake. "He's not around is he?"

"No, I'm afraid not. He's gone to lectures for the day, but he should be back later this afternoon or evening, depending on how long the lectures are" Spencer replied, noting a hint of a disappointed look in Janice's eyes. "Would you like to come in and wait for him?" Spencer offered, which seemed to brighten her demeanor.

"I don't want to be a bother, it sounded like you were trying to make plans just now and I don't want to be in the way..." Janice responded, her words dying off as she swore she saw Spencer looking her over with something more than a friendly glance. The older vixen blushing beneath her fur as such a young stud seemed to be checking her out. She knew she wasn't a trim and fit sexy vixen like she used to be, but she'd kept herself in relatively good nick, or so she thought.

"It's no bother at all! Besides our plans just fell through so now I'm here all alone, I'd enjoy the company and you can tell me all sorts of embarrassing stories about Jack!" Spencer happily replied, his enthusiasm was endearing and charming at the same time. Janice found it hard to resist his smile and agreed to join him in her sons shared dorm room.

Spencer was a year or two older than her son, as she found out when he offered her a drink which he assured he'd legally bought with a valid ID. Even though she wasn't much of a drinker Janice did not want to be rude, accepting the drink and then another a few moments later as she found the taste to be rather agreeable. The more alcohol she was plied with, the more she began to share with Spencer. The young stallion was just so easy to talk to and the hours passed by without her noticing, eventually she didn't even notice he was still only wearing his boxers as they sat side by side on the one couch in the small shared living room.

It had been years since she'd felt so at ease with a man that she didn't notice when his hand lightly brushed along her thigh, or his hip pressed up against hers when he subtly shifted closer to her. She'd also forgotten they'd started off sitting on opposite sides of the couch before the alcohol began flowing, but soon she was enjoying the warmth of the fit young stallion pressed against her side. As if the scene had suddenly shifted in a movie starring her, his lips were on hers in a soft, tender and brief kiss, while his piercing blue eyes gazed into hers a moment until Spencer pulled back almost shyly. She didn't know why she did it, but Janice pressed on and leaned in to kiss Spencer back with a paw raising to brush along his neck and run her fingers through his silky mane. His calming and laid back demeanor along with his toned fit body lighting a fire within Janice she'd tried to ignore for so long, but with her defenses down there was no ignoring it now.

She felt like a teenager again, making out on the sofa with a handsome boy. All those long repressed feelings and emotions bubbling to the surface as his touch brushed up along her side and caressed over her breast, almost snapping her out of the growing lust laden fog clouding her mind. Spencer was a damned good kisser, that much was obvious as Janice found herself unable to or simply unwilling to end the kiss even as his hand slipped beneath her top to undo her bra and free her full breasts, leaving them bare to his touch.

His fingers were gentle as he teased around her areola, flitting across her nipples with practiced skill, even his pinches and tugs were gentle and knowledgeable. There was no rush in his actions, Spencer simply and skillfully worked Janice up into a panting and moaning vixen with an ever growing litany of skills and techniques. So distracted was she that she didn't even notice her denims were gone until she felt two thick fingers sinking between her slick pouting folds. Whimpering into Spencer's lips as he pumped, curled and stroked his thick fingers in and out of her until she was eagerly bucking into his touch. Even then he didn't rush, instead he focused on teasing her clit alongside those fingers stirring her insides until he had the older vixen cumming hard in his palm. Janice tried to apologize for cumming so soon, wanting to explain it'd been so long for her and she didn't realize how pent up she was, but Spencer just quieted her with another heart melting kiss.

With a subtle grin he would gently tug her along with him as he lay down, settling the older vixen in his lap right atop his bulge which again was hard to ignore. Janice gave an ever so subtle roll of her hips down against his lap, feeling the stiffness of youth beneath her which had her chewing at her bottom lip in eager anticipation. As if in a practiced dance, Janice lifted her hips and rump a little from his lap as she pushed his boxers down to free his stiff cock, barely registering his size in her small paw before she sunk herself down onto him eagerly. Her eyes closing while her muzzle raised to the heavens, and lips parting in a sweet pained groan from how he stretched and parted her womanhood to accept him. She'd barely touched herself in the years past, let alone had relations with anyone and not even using toys on herself, but here she was sinking down onto a young hung stud's thick shaft. Once the pain subsided the vixen began to slowly ride Spencer, lowering her front to his chest as their lips met again while his hands caught and fondled her breasts pressing against his chest. Despite his youth, Spencer seemed to have ample stamina as Janice road him to another satisfying pair of climaxes for herself, seemingly more than happy to let the older vixen use him for her pleasure. As she sat grinding and gyrating in his lap, stirring his thick cock around inside herself she stared down at the smiling stud still playing with her tits, his thumbs brushing over and circling her stiff as steel nipples.

"Ready for the real fun?" Spencer would ask with a lecherous grin, making Janice frown in confusion down at him. If this wasn't the real fun, what was she wondered. As if to answer her question, Spencer shifted about again, somehow keeping himself buried inside her still as he lifted and carried her off to his bedroom. A soft tock sound hear as he haphazardly tried kicking the door closed behind him, though it wouldn't quite shut and left a sliver of the living room visible through the gap.

Once inside his surprisingly neat and tidy room, Spencer finally lifted Janice off his cock and gently placed her down on the edge of his bed, raising a finger to swirl it in the air indicating her to turn around. With a silent nod she did so, facing the wall and sitting on her knees. Spencer gently placed a hand between her shoulders and guided her forwards, his other hand gripping the base of her tail to tug back and up until Janice found herself on all fours in a classic doggy style pose. A sly smile touched her lips as she remembered this was her husband's favorite position and probably the one Jack was conceived in if she really thought about it. But here she was being tugged back onto a young studs cock, feeling him stretch her out anew as he tugged back on her tail to hilt himself balls deep in his best friend's mom.

"Ready?" Was all Spencer asked, waiting for Janice to nod in response before he began. His hips pulled back as he withdrew his cock almost all the way out of the vixen, only to come crashing back against her. Using his grip on her tail to tug her back onto his cock every time she bounced off his hips, his pace and fervor growing with every stroke until the loud fleshy slapping filled the room, drowning out Janice's groans and cries of pleasure. She'd never been fucked like this before, her paws clutching Spencer's duvet as he rammed into her roughly, over and over until she came for him again. This young stud had given her more climaxes in one morning than she'd had the last half decade and he was still going strong. Or at least so it seemed until with a loud nicker Spencer bucked hard into her, grinding against her behind. His thick cock pulsed and throbbed as hot slick ropes of his seed fired off deep within the vixen, flooding her with enough of his seed that a little would be forced out of her filled cunt to run down her inner thighs.

Once Spencer's climax began to ebb he finally withdrew from the Janice's messy cunt, collapsing beside her on his bed and pulling her in against his chest in a lazy cuddle. Janice noted how despite his climax that thick cock still seemed as stiff as ever without any sign of softening, commenting "Doesn't that thing ever go down?" she asked with a giggle.

"It does, after a half dozen or so climaxes. Care to help me with that?" Spencer asked with that same charming grin that had hooked her at the beginning. With a nod and a giggle Janice agreed, feeling like a horny teenager again, the stud moving over to roll her onto her back as he gripped beneath her knees to lift and spread her legs. Janice's eyes rolled into the back of her head along with a lewd squeak as Spencer stuffed her full of cock again, hitting spots she'd only heard about in raunchy daytime talk shows and gossip from friends. As the young stud began pounding into her again, she felt his large and heavy balls tap against her behind over and over every time he managed to bottom out in her. She'd never thought of herself as anything other than meek and modest or perhaps even a bit naive, but here she was taking a stallion cock to the hilt and loving it. Her full breasts swaying and bouncing atop her chest with every thrust, losing count of how many climaxes she would have to one of his. By the time he'd reached his third, her legs already felt like jelly along with a fair bit of mess clinging to her inner thighs and under her tail even, something she never thought in a million years she'd ever do.

Having lost track of time, neither Spencer nor Janice noticed when his door slowly creaked open and someone snuck in to stand at the foot of the bed. Janice was again laying atop Spencer and making out with him as he held her face tenderly in his large gentle hands, her hips rising and falling as she slowly rode his cock like their first time not long ago, when she felt a warm heavy weight on her back. A hot hard tapered tip nudged under her tail at her still sore and slightly gaped tail hole now thoroughly fucked by Spencer and still very slick with the mixture of lube and one of his climaxes. The cock slid in easily under her tail with far less discomfort than when Spencer had reamed her out hard and fast earlier. Whomever was fucking her ass now was nowhere near the slow passionate lover Spencer was, eagerly hammering at her aching behind in a race to get off, finally finishing with a snarl after only a couple strokes of eager rutting and sinking his knot under the matronly vixen's tail, finally making Janice break the kiss and yelp out loud.

"What's the matter Veronica, thought you liked my knot up your arse?" Jack asked with a smug grin as he leaned back to give the vixens behind a firm swat.

"Jack?" Janice asked while turning back to look at the no longer unknown person behind her with a look of horror.

"Mom!? Jack asked with a mortified look on his face, looking from his mother's face down to where his knot was locked under her tail.

"Oh shit, sorry dude! Forgot to message you, Veronica had to go out of town this weekend...and uh, as you can see, your mom stopped by for a visit..." Spencer offered sheepishly, looking up between Janice and Jack.