Leon led Lauren into the living room with his hand resting low on her hip, fingers occasionally brushing the furry bunny tail that protruded from her ass.
The boys followed close behind, their eyes never leaving her swaying figure. Jack, Sam, and Steve carried the bags of snacks and drinks, but their attention was completely on the woman in the pink bunny outfit.
Leon guided her to the large sofa in the center of the room and sat down, pulling her onto his lap as if it was the most natural thing. Lauren settled there comfortably, her barely-covered body pressed against him, the bunny ears flopping slightly as she adjusted.
The other boys spread out around the room. Jack and Sam took the loveseat to the side, while Steve dropped into an armchair opposite. They set the bags down on the coffee table, but no one made a move to open them yet.
Ryan stood nearby, feeling out of place in his own living room. His eyes kept drifting to his mom's outfit, the way the ribbon ties clung to her nipples, the tiny thong disappearing between her cheeks, the fluffy tail that he knew was more than decoration.
Leon looked around at the group with a satisfied smile. His hand slid up her back, casually cupping one breast through the ribbon tie, giving it a light squeeze.
"See? Neighborhood milf for a reason."
Lauren blushed a little, a soft pink rising on her cheeks, but she leaned into the touch with a small smile.
Ryan noticed it immediately. That was new. Before, when Leon called her that or touched her, she had always acted like it was completely normal, no reaction at all. Now she was blushing, almost shy.
The boys didn't miss it either.
Jack leaned forward. "Neighborhood milf… yeah, I get it now. That body is insane."
Sam nodded. "Seriously. The outfit is perfect. Those ribbons make it look like she's a present waiting to be opened."
Steve laughed. "And the tail… cute but so hot at the same time."
Lauren smiled at the compliments, shifting on Leon's lap. "Thank you, boys. I'm glad you like it."
Leon's hand kept moving, thumb brushing over the ribbon tie. "She's the best hostess, right?"
The boys agreed loud, calling her "neighborhood milf" now too, laughing and complimenting her curves, the way the stockings hugged her thighs, how the bunny ears made her look playful and sexy at the same time.
Leon looked at her. "Why don't you serve some drinks now? Everyone's thirsty."
Lauren stood up smooth. "Of course. I'll get glasses."
She walked toward the kitchen, hips swaying. Her breasts bounced with every step, ribbon ties barely holding on. The tiny thong left her ass completely bare except for the fluffy tail that wiggled as she moved. The stockings made her legs look endless, thighs rubbing together slightly.
The boys watched silent until she disappeared around the corner.
Jack turned to Ryan. "Dude, your mom is seriously hot. How do you even live with that?"
Sam laughed. "Yeah, man. Neighborhood milf is right. That tail is cute as hell."
Steve leaned back. "The way it wiggles when she walks… looks like it's attached perfect."
Leon smirked. "You guys really think that tail is lewd?"
Jack raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
Leon pulled out his phone casual and scrolled quick. "You won't believe what she can take in that thick ass of hers."
The boys leaned in curious, eyes wide.
Ryan's stomach dropped. He remembered the cucumber all too well.
Leon held up the screen.
The photo was from that day: Lauren laid face-down on the edge of the bed, legs dangling loosely off the side, toes touching the floor. Her breasts were pressed flat into the mattress, squished and spilling out the sides, nipples hidden but the soft flesh visible. Her body glistened with a thin layer of sweat that caught the light, making her skin look slick and flushed from hours of use. Her face was turned toward the camera, hazy and distant, eyes half-closed in pleasure, lips parted like she was still moaning. Cheeks pink, hair messy and stuck to her forehead.
Her ass was the center. Cheeks red from spanking, marked with clear overlapping handprints in different shades of pink and red. Between them, the thick dark-green cucumber buried deep, only the half of it visible. Thick white cum dripped around it in slow streams, running down her inner thighs, pooling on the comforter below.
The boys went silent for a second, jaws dropping.
Then they exploded.
Jack leaned closer to the screen. "No way… that's real? That thing is massive!"
Sam pushed his glasses up, staring. "That cucumber is huge! How did it even fit in there? Look at how stretched she is."
Steve laughed in disbelief. "Look at the cum leaking around it… she took all that and the vegetable too? That's insane."
Jack shook his head. "Her ass cheeks are so red. You really spanked her hard"
Sam added, voice low. "And she looks like she loved it. Look at her face… damn."
Leon laughed, proud, holding the phone steady so they could all see. "Told you. Neighborhood milf earns the name every day."
Just then Lauren came back from the kitchen, tits jiggling freely with every step, bunny ears flopping a little. The tray in her hands held empty glasses, and she smiled bright like she was happy to serve.
Her breasts bounced soft, ribbon ties shifting but holding for now. The stockings hugged her thighs, the tiny thong riding up as she walked.
She started serving, bending over each boy to place a glass on the table in front of them.
When she turned her ass toward Leon and leaned forward to set his glass down, he smacked it hard.
The slap echoed loud, her cheek rippled like waves on water.
Lauren let out a cute "Eep~!" and straightened a little, hand going to the spot.
Leon grinned. "Hurry up, bunny. We're thirsty."
Lauren turned, rubbing the fresh red handprint, pouting playful with swollen lips. "Leon~"
But she didn't tell him to stop. She just smiled and kept going.
She kept serving, bending for each boy.
When she bent in front of Jack, he got captivated by her swinging breasts. The ribbon tie on the left nipple was loose from all the movement.
He reached out quick and pulled it. The bow was sticking on her nipples like a tape.
When pulled, Lauren let out a little "Ouch!" and straightened, hand going to rub the now-bare nipple.
When she moved her hand away, everyone saw it: pink, erect, stiff from the attention and the cool air, standing out proud on her full breast.
One breast fully exposed now, soft and heavy, moving with her breathing.
The boys stared open, grins growing.
Jack laughed. "Oops. Couldn't resist."
Sam: "That nipple is perfect."
Steve: "Now it really looks like a present half-unwrapped."
Lauren just smiled and kept serving like it was nothing, the bare breast bouncing free.
She gave Ryan his glass last, bending close so he saw the nipple up close, hard and perfect, inches from his face.
Just then the doorbell rang.
Lauren looked toward the sound, ears flopping. "Who could that be? More guests?"
To be continued…
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