I MADE THIS MESS: I’ll clean it up
The good news was, I was going to my first sex party, and it was a huge one. A year-end, blow out bash, filled to the brim with very horny and very sexy people. The bad news was, it was a 3-hour drive, and I was sitting in the backseat of my mom and dad’s mini-van while they drove… yeah.
I mean, it wasn’t ideal, but at the same time, it wasn’t their fault. They were awesome. I only knew about the party because they were going, and when I got old enough, they’d opened up to me about how open and kinky their relationship really was. At first, it was crazy awkward; but over time it meant that we could talk about a lot more. And now? Now I was on my way to getting laid 5 times in one night; so, an overall win.
Except that, my parents had decided to tease me. It was a little bit at first. When the drive started out, they talked about some of the official events, and games that had been at this party in previous years. A little hot, but no big deal. Then dad starting saying things like, “Honey, tell him about that time that you…”. And next thing I knew, I was listening to my mom’s voice, which I had never before realized could be so sultry and erotic, as she laid out details about the filthy things that she had done, begged for, and had done to her. At first, I tried to block it out, play it cool. But phrases like, “my oiled up tits”, and “stuffed me so full” have power; especially the ways that she was saying them.
After about an hour, I was actually physically groaning in pain and discomfort every time I shifted, and I had to shift pretty fucking often. Eventually, about two hours into the drive, mom noticed. At first, she thought it was great; sort of a proud, “I did that!” reaction. However, when she realized she what she had actually done to me, she went full-on “mom-mode”. She started apologizing to me, and sympathizing. Laying on the “poor babies”, in that legitimate, “I"m your mom and I love you” way, not in that sarcastic, “I"m your dad and I’m an asshole” way.
Eventually she told dad to “pull over for a second”. He protested, but she insisted, and I was stuck in the back totally confused as to what they were arguing about. Then, after we stopped, mom got in the back with me, and, as dad started driving again, she adjusted the seat and told me to lay back.
I did, hesitantly. I was clear headed enough to know something was up, but not enough to know exactly what that was. But as I laid back in my seat, mom scooted my pants down, and before I could finish blurting out the word “Mom!”, she had moved her hand into the front opening of my boxers, and slid her cool, delicate fingers around my hard and throbbing shaft. Whatever I’d been about to say in protest, all that came out was a gasp, followed by a moan as she drew me out into the air and gently stroked her hand down the length of my cock.
My eyes were half closed, and I was all but delirious with sexual pleasure as, her rather expert hand, went to work on me; but I still managed a weak protest. Saying, “Mom, you can’t…”. But she just smiled at me, as scenery and traffic flew by out the car window.
“Sweetie, I am not having you show up to your very first sex party blue balled and in pain; especially when it’s my fault. Besides…” she said, gently increasing the pace of her incredible handjob. “…This, Big,” and as she said “big” she leaned in a little bit, “Hard,” and again, with each word, she drew closer to me. Her voice was a sexual whisper, and she spoke/moaned like each word was getting her wetter; “Young…”, “Thick, Cock of yours”…; by now her hand was stroking my cock as it was almost pressed between us. Looking down, my view was blocked by her plentiful cleavage, and her lips were so close to my ear I could feel her breath, touching me.
“You got this… rather impressive hard-on, because I was telling you about all the nasty, sexy, dirty, things that I’ve done. And you were picturing them, weren’t you”. At that point, the pleasure I was feeling was unreal. The build leading up to my orgasm already felt better than any orgasm I’d ever had in my life. Needless to say, speaking wasn’t my strong suit right in that moment, but I did manage to nod. I may have even gotten out a “yes mom”, but I wasn’t sure.
“Well then,” she whispered, and I felt her tongue lick along the edge of my ear. “I made this mess, so I’ll clean it up. Besides sweetie,” she said, moving back to a more “normal” position of stroking my cock while sitting upright. “You just admitted to your mother that your dick, which she is currently stroking for you, got hard while she was talking dirty to you, and you were picturing her getting fucked.” At that, mom give a little laugh, adding, “So it’s pretty safe to say that all bets are off.”
Honestly, she had just started stroking me not 5 minutes prior, but the almost 2 hours of teasing leading up to it meant I wasn’t going to last, and I was already biting down on my tongue and trying not to cum. Mom seemed to sense this, and from the wicked smile that crept across her lips, she approved. “Alright son, I know your getting close, and I want you to close your eyes for me. Also, when you’re about to cum, I want you to finish yourself; just grab your cock and jerk it hard until your done cumming. But… I want you to cum on my face. Mommy loves making an entrance. So, I want a runny mess of my own son’s cum dripping off my chin and staining my top when I walk in to the party tonight. And… lastly.” She said pausing both her words and her strokes; and it’s a good fucking thing she did too, because I swear, one more word out of her and I would have cum right then and there. In the silence, I heard her slip to the floor, so she was in front of me instead of off to the side.
But my impending orgasm wasn’t going to wait forever, and neither was mom. So, without resuming her handjob, she said, “Since you seemed to like my stories so much… I think maybe you should really think about the fact that you are going to where they all took place, and, sweetie… So am I.”
“That means that, an hour from now, you might walk around a corner on to find your mother being bent over by 2 or 3 boys your age. They might be fucking my big tits, or my tight little pussy, or… really, they could be doing anything to me. But, if I look up, and find that my own son is there, watching his mother get fucked and used like that, do you know how I will react?”
“I’ll say to them, HARDER, because that’s what I always say. And then I’ll say to you, come feed that big cock to mommy! And then you’ll feel something like this”. And with that, I felt my mother’s warm, wet mouth envelope my cock, and start sucking me off hard and fast as her lips rapidly ran up and down the full length of me. In no time I was screaming that I was going to cum, and as her mouth popped off the head of my cock, I shot up, grabbed hold, and jerked off a huge load of cum onto my mother’s face and lips. All this while my dad watched in the rear-view mirror. I… didn’t know what to make of that. But, it was fucking awesome, so, I guess as long as i wasn’t in any trouble…
True to her word, she showed up to the party with her own son’s cum staining her top. And all that, was before the party even started…
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