I was old enough now… or at least, that had been the argument I made, and, much to my surprise, mom agreed. Sweet! So, after she got home from work, I was going out for drinks with her and some of her friends, and then we were going back to one of her friends houses for their monthly “adult party”. Sexy people, sexy games, and sexy times… I honestly couldn’t believe they let me in the front door. Yet, they did, so… Awesome!
The night went on, I saw a bunch, but less than I thought I would. I got to touch and be touched by some gorgeous MILFs during various party games, and that was more than I’d hoped for. Then, towards the end of the night, I got to sit in on a game of “Dare or Dare”. Which was like truth or dare, but it was strictly sexual dares, and by dares, they meant flat out commands for depraved acts. Seriously, “I want you and your sister to both go down on me at the same time” was something one of the guys there actually tried, and, it worked!“. However, the turns were random, sort of like spin the bottle. And, just my luck, I only got one turn, and when it finally came, my mom ended up being the one I had to dare.
So, basically I was out of luck. I sighed, and dared her to flip off the guy who’d gotten the double blowjob. But, while that got a laugh, everyone agreed that I had to dare something sexual. And, I did not want to make my mom screw some guy… So, I thought of something stupid and fun that would make it seem like I picked one, when in reality all I did was get me and mom out of a pickle.
I dared her to be waiting for me when I got home tomorrow, wearing a leash, with her tits out, and her hands bound. That got an approving "oooohhhh” from almost everyone there. I got some points for creativity and generally made a good impression, but of course, “tomorrow” was secretly never, because she was my mom. But then mom actually said, “Then what tiger”? and threw me for a loop. All eyes were on me, and I was frozen. So mom continued, as if I didn’t understand her question. “I’ll be kneeling there, all bound up, my big tits out, my mouth empty and waiting, and wearing a leash for some reason… so then what?”. After a moment I gave my best falsely confident smile, and, in front of the group I told her, “ask me again after you’ve obeyed the first part, and then we’ll get to the second”. And again, a few of the girls smiled and clapped, a few of the people “ooh’d”, and some random dude clapped me on the back and said, “nice”.
All in all, the night went great. I started off so nervous, but by the end of the night I really felt like they’d accepted me. Mom and I said our goodbyes at the end of the night, and mom used me as her designated driver (which may have secretly been her reason for saying I could go, but, fuck it, I was FINE with that). It all just generally went better than I’d hoped, and I couldn’t wait for next month… but then.
The next day, when I got home, I called out for mom (dad was never home at that time), but the house just rang with my voice. Eventually, as I was headed towards my room, I heard mom say, “in here”, but it came from my bedroom. I thought that was weird, but I was headed there anyways, so I walked on back to see her, rounded the corner, and, upon seeing her, I dropped both my bag and my jaw.
Mom had her long hair up in a ponytail, and around our house, mom had all too often joked that she only wore a ponytail when she was going to be giving blowjobs. Around her neck was a collar, and attached to the collar was a leash. The line of the leash ran down into one of my mom’s “rock concert” t-shirts, which was now pulled up over her braless, huge, and completely on display breasts. From there it was draped over one naked leg, and the end of it was pooling on the floor. Besides her collar and t-shirt, she was only wearing a pair of thong-panties, and a pair of delicate silver manacles that bound her hands together in front of her. Behind her, her tail moved with that lazy, sexually charged sway that relayed to anyone with eyes that she was horny. When she saw me she smiled and leaned forward, making me stare at her tits as they hung gloriously before me. She placed her palms flat on the floor and asked,
At first, I couldn’t think far enough past my already raging hard on in order to reply. But when mom noticed my erection, smiled wickedly and licked her lips, I somehow found my voice. But, before I could speak, my mom, again, elaborated.
“I’ve been dying to hear how your first dare plays out sweetie. I mean, you left yourself so many options… You insisted my tits be out, so maybe you’ve been wondering what that big young cock of yours would look like sliding up into your mommy’s cleavage. Then again, you also have me kneeling, so perhaps you wondering what it would be like to look into my eyes while your balls deep in my throat. Of course, the handcuffs were a fun add on… Were you maybe wanting to test my handjob skills? See if you mother can still make a man cum buckets if her wrists are bound in front of her? Will you be shooting on load on mommy’s fur? Or maybe inside of me…. mmmmm” she purred. “Whatever it is, I’m just dying to find out.”
Then she crawled towards me a little, and when she was close enough, she rose up, kneeling before me in all her sexual glory. Then, with delicate hands she reached up and began to slowly undo my pants, and then, licking her lips again, she smiled up at me and asked once more…
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