Silvia was sitting with her friends, Leticia and Margarita, at the university’s student union when a handsome young man approached their table.

“Silvia?” the young man asked.  “It’s me Joel.”

Silvia nodded politely, pretending not to recognize him.

“From Maria’s party last weekend.  We talked.”

Silvia smiled and said, “It’s nice to see you again.”

“Hey, me and some friends are going out tomorrow night.  Do you all want to join us at Club Sandoval?”

Leticia and Margarita giggled like school girls while Silvia served as spokeswoman for the table.

“I might have other plans, but if it works out, I’ll call you.  What’s your number?”

Joel wrote his cell number on a piece of paper and handed it to her, then walked away.

“He’s cute,” Leticia said.  “I don’t remember him from the party.”

Margarita cut in.  “He was the guy who brought that real drunk girl.  They got in a fight and he left her there, passed out, while he went home with another girl.  He’s a pig!”

“Well, he sure likes Silvia,” Leticia added.

Silvia blushed.

“So are we going to Club Sandoval?”

All three girls said yes in unison.

“I’ll check with my friend Maritza. She might want to join us.”

“Your roommate is so cool.  How did you meet her?”

Silvia paused for a second, then recovered.  “She’s an old family friend.  Well, she’s not that old.  I’ve just known her forever!”

* * *

Silvia left the student union and walked home.  She entered the second floor apartment and shouted, “Mom, I’m home!”

Her mother came out of the kitchen, yelling: “How many times have I told you to call me Maritza.  What if someone was here?”

“I’m sorry, Mo…Maritza.”

Silvia and her mother lived together, but they gave the appearance they were best friends and roommates.  Silvia had always felt her mother was more of a best friend than a mom.  When she grew older and started to take on her mother’s hourglass proportions, people often mistook them for sisters.

“Maritza, I have a problem.  I saw this guy today and he asked me to out with a group of friends.  I really want to go.  Do you think it’s ok?”

“Who is the guy?”

“Oh, some guy named Joel.”

“Do I know him?”

Silvia hesitated, then responded.

“Well, remember that party we were at last week.  He was with that real drunk girl.”

“That guy?!”

“Yeah.”

“Honey, he’s bad news.  You saw how he treated his date.  That was awful.”

“But she was drunk and hanging all over all the guys.”

“So she deserved to be treated like shit?  To be verbally abused by that arrogant asshole.  And speaking of the opposite of asshole, what about your boyfriend Ricardo?”

Silvia shrugged her shoulders.

“I don’t like this Joel character.  He’s a bully.  Unfortunately, I know the type.”

“Oh, do you now?”

“Yes.  I married one.  Your father to be exact.”

Maritza and her husband had split up when Silvia was five years old.

“Well, there had to be something that initially attracted you to him, right?”

“Yeah, his badness. I guess you have my same weakness for bad boys,” Maritza replied.

They laughed and the tension of the argument faded.

“How about this, Silvia?  I’ll go with you and check this guy out.  If he’s ok, I’ll leave early.  Is that sound like a plan?”

Silvia was clearly excited and nodded her head vigorously.

“Let’s go see what we’re going to wear!” Maritza shouted and grabbed her daughter’s hand.

* *

On the way over to Club Sandoval, Maritza reminded Silvia again about calling her “Mom.”  They paid their cab driver who had not stopped staring at them in the rear view mirror since they got in.  Both women were wearing skimpy wine colored mini-dresses.

 

They found the boys and Silvia’s friends, Margarita and Leticia.  Joel introduced his friends, Daniel, Carlos and Francisco.  A waitress took their drink order and they all started to enjoy the liquid refreshments.  Within ten minutes, the boys’ attention was squarely on Silvia and Maritza, so much so that Margarita and Leticia carried on a conversation with each other for a while, then spent the next half hour on their cell phones.  Finally, the ignored pair got up and excused themselves.

 

“Silvia, I got a call from my friend, Roberto.  He wanted to know if Leticia and I wanted to go to the movies.  I think we’re going to go.  Is that ok?” she asked sweetly, but certainly annoyed with being ignored.

 

“Yeah, sure,” Silvia said, oblivious to her friend’s frustration.  “I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

 

The boys waved goodbye as if to say, “good riddance.”  The boys now intensified their interest in Maritza and Silvia, buying them shots.  They were like bees buzzing about two beautiful flowers.  Both women loved the attention.

 

Joel looked at his watch and gestured to his friends.  They nodded and Joel spoke: “Ladies, I have a proposal. How would you like to continue our little party back at my apartment?  I live down the street.”

 

Silvia and Maritza looked at each other and just laughed.  They were both drunk and feeling very happy.

 

At Joel’s, Daniel played bartender, fixing drinks. Carlos was the DJ, playing popular dance music on the stereo.  Joel and Silvia were dancing close.  Maritza was playing a bit hard to get with Francisco.

 

As they danced, Silvia could feel Joel’s manhood growing with each brush of her thigh against his.  He held her tight during the slow songs and her chest heaved as his hands lightly touched her behind.

 

“Silvia, let’s go some place where we can have a little privacy,” he whispered and let his tongue touch her ear.

 

Silvia sighed and felt her panties getting wet in anticipation.  She nodded and he took her hand.

 

“I’m going to the bathroom,” she said to Maritza.  Maritza was engrossed in a conversation with Francisco.  She waved her hand as if to dismiss Silvia.

 

As soon as the door shut behind them, Joel was on Silvia.  They kissed and soon their tongues were dancing in each other’s mouths as Joel’s hands explored her body.  She felt his fingers on her thighs, her bare ass, her thin waist, traveling up her ribcage, coming to the front to squeeze her large breasts.

 

“I want to fuck you so bad,” he whispered.  “Please let me fuck you right now, Silvia.”

 

The word “Fuck” was jarring.  Ricardo always talked about making love to her.  He was a gentle and slow lover.  He was all she knew.  The idea of “fucking” turned her on and seemed part of Joel’s bad boy persona.

 

She barely got the word “OK” out of her mouth, when Joel quickly removed her panties.  He pulled down his pants and boxer shorts, then sat down on the toilet.  His long thick cock was like a tent pole, ready to be mounted.  Silvia backed in and he guided her on to it.  The engorged head split her hairless pussy lips.  He entered easily given her wetness.  She groaned as she took the entire length.  She started to rock back and forth.  Joel reached up and pulled her top down, exposing her breasts to his groping hands.  He squeezed her breasts hard as he thrust into her.  She loved the way he played with her hard nipples.

 

Silvia did her best to control her noise level, her heavy breathing the only sound audible.  Suddenly she heard the door open.  She froze in terror.  It was Daniel with a camcorder in his hand.

 

“Oh, excuse me,” he said.

 

Silvia could not believe it.  She remained still as a statue.  She was surprised to hear Joel speak.

 

“How’s it going out there, Daniel?”

 

He smiled and replied, “Francisco and Carlos are about to have their way with Maritza.”

 

“What?!”  Silvia exclaimed in horror.  “You can’t mess with my m…”

 

“With your what?” Joel asked.

 

“My Maritza.  My best friend,” she said thinking quickly.

 

‘It’s ok,” Joel consoled her.  “She’s in good hands.  This isn’t the first gang bang for Francisco and Carlos.”

 

“Gang bang?” Silvia thought.  Her heart was pounding.  What was happening?  She got up off Joel and walked out into the living room.

 

She was shocked to see Maritza in a half naked state, sitting on Francisco’s lap with Carlos’ cock in her mouth, his hands playing with her huge breasts.

 

“Ma…Maritza!” she said.

 

Maritza turned, releasing Carlos’ cock.  “Silvia?”

 

Carlos grabbed Maritza’s head and said, “Not so fast, you dirty whore.  You’ve got more cock sucking to do.”  He continued to hold her head and started to thrust his cock furiously into Maritza’s open mouth.  Silvia had never seen anything like this.  Francisco was fucking her pussy and Carlos was doing her mouth.

 

“That’s it, suck it now, whore!” he commanded.

 

Silvia felt like fainting.  Was this all a bad dream?  Bad, of course, being a relative term. She had just had the hottest sex in her life, on videotape no less.  Now she was watching her hero, her mother, being gang banged by two of her classmates. Silvia returned to reality when she felt the squeeze of Joel’s hand on hers.

 

“Come on, let’s go to the bedroom,” Joel shouted.

 

He led Silvia by the hand.  Carlos grabbed Maritza and he and Francisco helped her stagger to the bedroom.

 

“Take off your clothes and dance for us,” Joel commanded.  The boys sat on the bed as they watched the two women dance and pose in the nude.  Daniel videotaped the sloppy striptease.  The boys were amused by the drunken duo.

 

“Ok, I’ve seen enough.  I’m ready for some more fucking. How about you, boys?  Get on the bed, you filthy sexy whores.”

 

Maritza and Silvia climbed on the bed and remained on all fours, their big round asses raised proudly in the air.  Carlos penetrated Maritza and Joel had his way with Silvia.  Joel gripped her slim hips and fucked her hard.  She watched Maritza’s beautiful face contort as her body reacted to an orgasm.  Her jet black hair masked her face as she moaned.  Silvia could never have imagined seeing such a sight in her life.  Watching her mother getting fucked as she herself approached orgasm was intense.  She felt like blacking out as she heard both boys bellowing loudly, draining cum in their quims.

 

Joel caught his breath and instructed them to get off the bed and head to the bathroom.  Maritza was completely drunk and it took three of the boys to guide the voluptuous naked vixen to the spacious shower stall.  Daniel set the camcorder on a high shelf and entered the shower with Francisco and Carlos.  All  three were going to take Maritza on inside the shower.  Silvia stayed on the outside with Joel. She felt him kick her feet apart.  She spread her legs and felt his cock enter her sore cunt.  He started fucking her as she watched the three boys smother her mother, their mouths on her tits and hands up her cunt.  She lost track of time.  Joel climaxed inside her again.  The three boys were not done by a long shot.  Joel led her out of the bathroom and let her lie on the bed in peace.  Maritza was in the shower stall serving the three for another half hour.  The last words she heard were from Joel” “your friend, Maritza, she is an insatiable whore.  If I had anything left in me, I’d be in there banging that ass with my buddies.”

 

***

 

The next morning at breakfast, Maritza and Silvia ate in silence.  Neither had talked about the night before.  Finally, Maritza spoke, “about last night, what happened at your friend’s stays there, right?”

 

Silvia nodded in silence.

 

Later that afternoon she got a call from Joel.  He was checking to see how she and her friend Maritza were doing.  Silvia didn’t know how to answer.

 

“I’ll take your silence as you had a good time.  My boys and I had a real good time and we’re looking forward to recapturing that magic again.”

 

“I don’t think that’s such a good idea.”

 

“Yeah, probably not.  A video on the internet wouldn’t be such a good idea either.”

 

“What?”

 

“You heard me, bitch.  We own your asses now.  Those sweet big round asses.  Tomorrow night my place.  I think it’s my turn with your friend, Maritza.  Don’t worry though.  I’ll try to save a little extra for you when I’m done.”