Mom lost her point in cards.

Once, I was playing cards with friends at my one-room apartment, a game of "podkidnoy durak" (Fool). Besides me, the company consisted of my friends: Diman, Kirill, Tanya, and Katya. They were all 21, just like me. We study together at the institute. We know each other well, keep no secrets from each other, especially since during our long friendship at the institute, Tanya and Katya had given it up to the three of us many times; they were girls of rather easy virtue. Well, and Diman and Kirill lived in the dorm and often told me how one of them had fucked another freshman. There weren't any special secrets between us in that regard. This time we decided to play strip poker,

but during the game, Kiryukha suggested playing for anal sex, motivating it by saying he hadn't done it in a long time. Tanya and Katya started whining that they didn't want to do that:

"What are you, Kiryukh, forget about anal sex with your dick, especially with us," said Tanya.

Yes, Tanya and Katya knew what they were talking about. Kiryukha's cock was thicker than mine and Diman's. We envied him when he demonstrated his tool, about 20 cm long and 5 cm in diameter, at another student group fuck. Such a straight, veiny cock, girls went crazy as soon as they saw it. But Kiryukha knew the girls would refuse and presented his trump card:

"Girls, I knew you'd refuse, so I insured myself," he said, pulling a ticket to a Sergey Lazarev concert, scheduled in two days, from his pocket. The girls' eyes widened. For them, it was checkmate, but there was only one ticket. They all immediately understood and exchanged glances.

"What are your conditions?" asked Katya — "there's only one ticket."

Kiryukha grinned and announced clearly: "We play Fool, the first girl to get knocked out gets the dick in her ass," he made a meaningful pause — "And the one who remains and wins this round gets the ticket. Simple."

"And if I get knocked out second, then what?" asked Katya.

"Then you don't get the ticket," Kirill answered seriously and added — "Well, okay, if a guy gets knocked out first, then no anal, but you girls will continue playing for the ticket, but you must win."

Tanya and Katya exchanged glances again, and a ten-second silence hung in the air, ending with both girls saying "I agree" in turn.

The game began, we were all excited and thrilled. Even though Diman and I weren't in line for anal, we knew the winning girl would definitely satisfy us; we were happy with classic sex too. The first round passed, and Tanya ended up with quite a few cards, which showed on her face. Apparently, she decided she wouldn't go to the concert. It even seemed to me they weren't thinking about losing as getting a dick in the ass, but about the Lazarev concert. The second round added cards to Katya's hand, and Kiryukha started grinning, anticipating fucking one of them in the ass.

Suddenly, we heard the click of the door lock and tensed up. "Dad should be at work, he works shifts in security, and mom should come by 10 PM, as she usually does, since she works as a bank teller," thoughts raced through my head. The door opened, and my mom appeared in the doorway. She was dressed in a tight gray suit that emphasized her figure, or rather her large breasts, flat stomach, and slightly widened hips with age. Mom was 42. Despite that, she had very well-groomed skin, her face resembled Salma Hayek, and she was tall at 176 cm. Nevertheless, each of my friends was taller than her; we were big, tall guys.

"Hello!" mom said, stopping at the entrance to the living room and immediately headed to the kitchen to unpack what she brought from the store.

"Hi!" my guests answered in unison.

"What are we going to do?" Diman asked me. "Nothing. Keep playing, then we'll find a place, worst case we'll go to the park," I replied.

"Why so early, mom?" I shouted. "Can you believe we had some electrical failures at the office, some serious ones. Because of that, the branch closed and they sent us home," she answered me loudly from the kitchen.

Then she entered the room and, passing by us, took her house robe. She did it with embarrassment. Diman and Kiryukha watched her hips, which looked very sexy in her tight office pants, and when she bent over for the robe, her tight ass made Kiryukha, who had a good view, think about something. Everyone at the table noticed that look and understood he'd gladly fuck my mom right then. Returning to the kitchen to change there, mom asked jokingly: "What are you playing for, strip poker?" Everyone was silent, I answered briefly: "No, for something more serious."

The concert ticket placed in the middle of the table couldn't go unnoticed by mom: "And what's this? Is this a ticket to Lazarev's concert?!"

"Yes," I replied — "Do you want to go too?" I answered with some irritation. This irritation was understood by everyone except mom.

"Listen, they gave out two tickets at my work! And I really wanted to go..." mom said plaintively — "Son, guys, can I play too, I want to win it," mom added now with a pleading tone.

Silence fell. Kiryukha's eyes widened, the girls giggled, and I just turned red as a lobster.

"Mom, we're playing for something serious here, and besides, we've already started," I started getting irritated.

"If you're not afraid to lose, we can start all over!" Tanya suddenly interjected. "Agreed!" Katya began echoing her. They decided to bail out, as by that point they had almost half the deck in their hands. They already realized one would get fucked in the ass, and the other would get nothing. So they decided not to miss the chance to back out. I was just... floored by such an offer.

"Kirill, come on, let's start over," the girls clamored. "Well, Kirill," mom turned to him with a pleading look. And Kirill didn't know what to say and looked at me.

"Mom! We're not just playing for the ticket here. The girl who loses gets punished... You won't like it if you lose," calming down a bit, I answered for Kirill.

"What is it?! What punishment did you come up with for these lovely girls?! Well, if they're not afraid, then I shouldn't be afraid either," mom didn't calm down.

"We're playing for anal sex," suddenly burst from Kiryukha's mouth, and silence reigned in the air again. Mom's eyes lit up, she started examining Kirya and Dimu. They involuntarily shrank.

"And what do you need to do to get the ticket?" mom asked.

"Take first place," Tanya answered and looked at my mom with a smile.

Mom stood and thought, and I blushed more and more in front of my friends. Can you believe it, mom was considering playing a game after which it would be hard for me to communicate with my friends. She looked at my red face and said: "Don't worry, son, I played well before, I definitely won't be the first to get knocked out."

What I felt at that moment is indescribable. I looked at mom angrily, and she averted her gaze and said: "Well, I want to go to the concert, son. Your dad didn't buy me a ticket, so I..."

"Slut, whore, bitch," raced through my head. The girls were simply beaming; they got a second chance. They didn't think they were setting up their friend's mom, but as I said, they were girls of easy virtue.

Kirill, however, was in some shock, but more pleasantly for him. He tried not to look me in the eye.

Mom threw the robe aside and sat between Kirill and Tanya, where there was a free spot at the edge of the sofa. "Well?! Shall we start?!" mom cheerfully urged. The cards were thrown into a common pile and shuffled.

The first round began. "I hope she doesn't lose..." this thought kept spinning in my head. But Tanya and Katya had, in my opinion, completely opposite desires.

Probably, the deal was extremely unlucky for mom, as she got overwhelmed immediately. The next rounds went on, during one of which Diman and I.

.. successfully got out. Then Katya got out. And now at the table were Kiryukha, Tanya, and my mom. Everyone was tense, except Kiryukha — he had two cards left in his hand, apparently trumps. But Tanya and mom had all sorts of things. Apparently, mom underestimated my friends' card-playing skills or just had bad luck, but the final game layout was such that Kiryukha went towards mom, she took those cards, and then Tanya added a bunch more. After that, it was Tanya's turn to go, and she managed...

Mom was left as the fool... I was pale, mom too. And the girls looked at mom with interest.

"Alright..." mom said in a slightly trembling voice — "What are you going to do?"

"Come on, mom. We'll forgive you, you won't go to your Seryozha's concert," I tried to joke it off, but heard a dissatisfied murmur from everyone.

"Anton! A card debt is obligatory..." said Tanya, who had just saved her own ass — "If I had lost, you wouldn't have forgiven me..." I had nothing to say to that. Except maybe say she's my mom, but they understood that perfectly well. Silence in the room again. Kirill was silent but found the courage to look my mother in the eye.

"Fine. If I lost, I have to pay," she paused and added — "Who's going to do it? You?" she looked at Kirill. He slowly nodded. It was visible his breathing quickened.

"Right now?" mom inquired. "Why put it off?" Kirya answered in a more confident tone.

Mom sat quite calmly, she looked around at everyone sitting and only didn't glance at me. "Well, let's go," she said, looking at Kiryukha. I couldn't believe what was happening; mom was about to give it up the ass to my friend, a student.

"What about dad?" I threw in her face. She lowered her head and said: "I'll talk to dad. Better not tell him anything at all. It's a card debt, Anton." She spoke as if she wasn't about to offer her asshole for fucking, but her cheek for a kiss.

She got up from the table and headed to the kitchen. Kirill followed her. Mom closed the kitchen door. No one wanted to leave, and I didn't want to leave either. I wanted to be nearby, I hoped she would change her mind, and I would come to her aid. The acoustics were excellent. For half a minute, we sat in silence, only hearing the fridge door open and close. Probably took butter for lube...

Then the sound of chair legs scraping on the kitchen floor. Suddenly we heard mom's: "Oh-oh, ah..." And silence. And again: "Oh, god... so big, slowly... slowly push..." These words told me she hadn't changed her mind or didn't have time to. Diman, sitting next to me, got a bulge in his pants. The excited girls noticed this and didn't wait long. Tanya went down to Diman's feet and started unzipping his fly, and Katya went to kiss him. They didn't bother with me; they understood I wasn't in the mood.

In the kitchen, we heard mom's cry: "Aaaa-a-a-a-a..." I jumped like a bullet to the kitchen door, opened it, and saw the following scene. Mom was lying on her stomach on the kitchen table in the middle of the kitchen, in a white blouse, but with her black panties and pants pulled down to the floor. Kiryukha, positioned behind her, having lowered his briefs and jeans to his knees, had shoved his powerful dick halfway into mom's anus, which was all shiny around; it looked like it really was butter. He moved with small but quick thrusts back and forth, back and forth. Mom clutched the edges of the table and was now groaning a bit quieter, but still loud enough for me to run to these sounds too. Kiryukha put his hands on mom's lower back and with growing enthusiasm worked my mom's asshole.

They didn't notice me, as they were half-turned away, and they were completely preoccupied. Kirya kept drilling mom's asshole, pushing his hard cock deeper. Mom just clutched the table tighter and started breathing intermittently, occasionally whimpering and growling; it seemed like she was choking. I watched as this 20-year-old guy fucked my 42-year-old mom in the ass, and I got a powerful erection I couldn't control.

I decided that was enough for mom and said loudly: "Well, enough?" understanding that the logical conclusion should have been a stream of my friend's cum, but knowing his sexual capabilities, with which he could fuck my mom for an hour or more, which mom had no idea about, I decided to stop her "torment."

"What's with you, Anton?" Kiryukha asked, turning to me — "Let me finish."

"She's my mom. Not some student girl," I blurted out.

Mom turned her head towards me, her flushed face showed swollen veins on her forehead, appearing due to increased blood pressure. "Son, get out of here..." she exhaled breathlessly.

I looked into her eyes, she turned her head away, and Kiryukha simply continued making quick thrusts with his cock, only now he changed the "drilling" angle. He squatted a bit, and now his cock entered her asshole, hitting the back wall of her intestine. Mom's groaning and whimpering started again.

Realizing it was useless to dissuade mom and that Kirill would fuck her as long as he could, I left the kitchen and closed the door behind me. Anger overwhelmed me when I saw Tanya bouncing on Diman's cock on my sofa. I thought she deserved to get it in the ass right now. With that thought, I took her off Diman's cock and laid her stomach down on the table, in the same position mom was in now in the kitchen. I pinned Tanya's arms, took out my cock, placed the swollen head against her anus, and started pushing in dry. Tanya didn't expect me to insert it; she thought I'd put it in her pussy, and she screamed, but I pinned her arms behind her back, pressed on her lower back, and pushed the head into her asshole. A muffled cry from Tanya was heard. Then, imitating Kiryukha, who was currently fucking my mom, I started fucking Tanya with quick thrusts, but not inserting all the way. Diman and Katya sat and watched us silently, just watched. Probably, they were in shock.

Meanwhile, among Tanya's "ai" sounds and some moaning from my mother mixed with sobbing, I heard slapping sounds from the kitchen — meaning he was thrusting full length now, meaning he had worked open mom's asshole. With that thought, I started pounding Tanya like a jackhammer. Tanya stopped screaming; she could have screamed, she probably had her breath knocked out for a while, then she screamed at the top of her lungs, which scared me, and I immediately covered her mouth with my hand, continuing to pound her anus. Soon, I started feeling an orgasm approaching, and I began listening to the sounds from the kitchen. Sounds of hard fucking continued to come from there. To those sounds, I came inside Tanya's intestines but wasn't in a hurry to pull out my cock. Tanya quieted down and relaxed. After a while, I pulled out my cock and sat on the sofa; Tanya remained in the same position.

Now the only source of noise was the kitchen, where Kiryukha continued to hard and fast stretch mom's asshole over his veiny cock, making slapping sounds, and mom only occasionally screamed loudly and intermittently. I approached the kitchen again and opened the door. I saw Kiryukha working his pelvis furiously, and mom all wet, still clutching the edges of the table, had her forehead pressed against the table surface and was