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 Authors name: Alex Jonson (thor4u@my-deja.com)
 Story title : After the Party

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 After the Party
 by Alex Johnson (thor4u@my-deja.com)


	I was getting sick of this shit!  I had just
 turned 16 a month ago, and was still a virgin.  I was
 a good looking kid, and I worked out a lot so I had a
 good body, but I was so shy with girls I could never
 get anywhere.

	Once again this Friday night, I had struck out.
 I didn't have the balls to ask a girl out, so I went
 with some of my buddies to a house party a girl at
 school was giving.  Her parents were out of town for
 the weekend.  There was a lot of food, booze, and loud
 music.  And a lot of girls.

	I actually was doing all right for a while.  I
 ended up talking with Cathy Alvarez, a nice looking but
 plain girl who was in my Advanced Biology class.  Cathy
 was one of the smartest kids in the school, and was
 considered a "nerd" by just about everybody.  She never
 dated, never even showed any interest in boys, so I was
 surprised to see her at the party.

	Cathy's personality was almost identical to
 mine.  She was terribly shy around members of the
 opposite sex.  But we knew each other from working
 together on a biology project, and I think we were
 both happy to have someone we could talk to without
 any pressure.  We talked for a long time.

	After probably two hours of conversation, we
 danced.  Cathy told me it was the first time (except
 dance lessons) that she had ever danced with a boy. We
 were both pretty nervous.

	I was surprised to feel some really nice breasts
 rubbing against me, (Cathy's loose conservative clothes
 kept her charms well-concealed) and even more surprised
 to see a mischievous smile on she face as she watched
 my reactions.

	By this time Cathy had sipped two small glasses
 of white wine, and I guess that loosened her up a bit.

	Being a major stud, I had guzzled four beers,
 which was three more than I had ever had at one time --
 so I was buzzed.

	We continued dancing to slow songs, and there
 was a good bit of intentional rubbing going on. Finally
 the conversation turned to relationships, and Cathy
 asked me if I had ever had sex.

	I said yes, of course, being a major beer-
 drinking, beer-talking stud and all.  Cathy said she
 never had, but had been thinking about it a lot.  She
 candidly said she liked rubbing against me while we
 danced, and if sex felt anything like that, it must be
 fun. I assured her it was wonderful.

	Now, the party had been going on for a while,
 and a kind of a drill was evolving.  Couples would
 wander upstairs to the bedrooms.  When they returned,
 the boys would get high-fives from their friends, and
 the girls would run off in a giggling herd with their
 friends.  There were probably 100 kids at the party,
 so the bedrooms stayed full.

	I guess every school has a slut and ours was
 Nancy MacNamara.  Some girls get a slutty reputation
 they don't deserve and spend years trying to live it
 down.

	Nancy got hers by sucking and fucking anybody
 who asked her, and spent years living up to it.  Nancy
 just loved sex, and didn't care who knew about it.

	Well, Nancy was pretty drunk, and next thing you
 know, disappointed that all the bedrooms were full, she
 starts blowing one of the football players right on the
 dance floor!  Just dropped to her knees, whipped out
 his cock, and started sucking.

	Cathy took one look at that display and asked if
 I had ever done that with a girl.

	Of course I had, I lied.  And did I like it?
 Goddamn right I liked it...it was awesome!

	Cathy looked around the room, got a troubled
 look on her face, said Nancy was disgusting and it was
 time for her to leave.  She bolted out the door before
 I realized what was going on.  I was left alone on the
 dance floor with a raging hardon in my pants.

	I spent the rest of the evening drinking beer
 (I lost count at seven) and watching Nancy MacNamara
 disappear into bedrooms, dining rooms, anywhere that
 was available, with an endless series of high school
 jocks.  Nancy was a one-woman sucky-fucky orgy.

	Nancy would have fucked me in a heartbeat,
 especially if she had seen how big and hard my dick
 was, which was rock all night.  But I couldn't get near
 her because all the jocks were hanging around waiting
 their turns... And even though I had a big dick, I
 little, itty-bitty pussy-balls -- I didn't have the
 nerve to approach Nancy MacNamara, especially at a
 party in front of my friends.

	So I just watched, and drank...and ached.

	When I got so drunk I couldn't walk, my buddy
 Terry decided it was time to go.  I protested that I
 was gonna get laid tonight, just as soon as Nancy was
 available, but Terry had better sense.  He poured me
 into his car and drove me home.  I later learned that
 I gave Terry shit all the way home for dragging me
 away from my fantasy date with destiny.

	Somehow we made it home and up my front steps
 without any disasters, but getting through the front
 door was another matter.  Terry was trying to hold me
 up straight enough that I wouldn't fall while he un-
 locked the front door with my key.  Once we got the
 door opened, I leaned against it, slamming the door
 into the wall, and then slipping down to a sitting
 position on the floor.

	Terry was trying to lift me back to a standing
 position, and I was babbling something about tits,
 blow jobs and pussy, when we heard a shuffling in the
 hallway.  There in the hallway, wearing a pink robe
 over her nightgown was my Mother.

	"Well, well...what have we here?"  Mom asked.
 "Looks like the blind leading the blind."

	Terry mumbled some apology, but Mom was just
 laughing at both of us. Terry tried again to get me to
 my feet, but he's about four inches shorter than me
 and 40 pounds lighter, and he just wasn't strong
 enough.

	Finally, after letting us struggle for a couple
 of minutes, Mom came over and helped Terry get me up
 and over to the couch.  I'm not sure if it was the
 beer, or the dancing with Cathy, or what, but even as
 drunk as I was I immediately noticed the wonderful
 feeling of my Mom's breast pressing into my arm as she
 supported me.

	Terry made moves to leave, but Mom was not about
 to let him.  She asked him a lot of silly questions to
 see how drunk he was, and then insisted that he stay
 for a cup of coffee to sober up.  Finally, after two
 cups of coffee, she let him leave.

	As I sat in a stupor on the couch, I continued
 to babble about tits, blowjobs and pussy.  It was just
 incoherent nonsense.  Mom checked me out to be sure I
 was not in any medical danger (Oh, I forgot to tell
 you, Mom is an RN and works as an emergency room
 nurse). 

	Mom considered trying to wrestle me to my bed
 upstairs, but decided against it.  I could sleep on the
 couch.  She asked me about the party, and being a big-
 time beer-drinking stud, I stupidly told her the whole
 damn story.

	She was glad to hear that I had good time with
 Cathy.  I was destroyed, because I figured Cathy had
 fled in terror of the pervert she had been dancing
 with.  Mom said that was probably not true -- she
 thought Cathy saw a situation getting out of hand and
 had sense enough to just walk away from it.  She said
 I would know a lot better what Cathy's attitude was
 when I saw her in school on Monday.

	And she suggested that if Cathy had been
 offended by my bragging, to tell her truthfully that
 I had lied to impress her and that Nancy's sluttiness
 didn't have anything to do with she and I.  As always,
 my wonderful and beautiful Mother, my best friend, had
 given me good advice.

	Mom didn't believe all of my story about Nancy
 MacNamara, though.  She was convinced that Nancy was
 just making out with people, and didn't believe the
 blowjob-on-the-dancefloor story for a minute.

	That got me pissed, and I told her loudly that
 I saw her take the jock's skimpy little dick out of
 his pants and suck it.  In my still-drunken stupor, I
 fumed about the fact that my cock was probably three
 times the size of his and I couldn't even get a date,
 much less a blowjob.

	Then, overwhelmed by the lost opportunity for
 my first score, and humiliated that my Mom didn't be-
 lieve me about the blowjob incident, I began to cry.

	Mom hugged me and comforted me for a few
 minutes, and finally calmed me down.  I felt her
 breasts rub against me as she held her silly little
 boy.

	After a few minutes, she asked me if I could
 stand up.  I was able to stand with her help, and we
 began to try to make our way to the downstairs bath-
 room.  We made it that far, and Mom insisted that I go
 to the bathroom, so I wouldn't have an accident during
 the night.  It was just like I was two years old again.

	Mom had to come into the bathroom and steady me
 as I took a leak.  We had trouble with my zipper and it
 was impossible to get my dick out of my pants, so she
 just undid my jeans and let them drop to the floor.
 Still in a fog, I just pulled my boxers down and let
 them drop around my ankles, too.

	"Ooooo, Alex!"  Mom marveled.  "I see what you
 mean...you DO have a very big penis.  Very lovely. I'm
 proud of you!"

	"Aw Mom!"  I was embarrassed.  But it was a
 little exciting, too, having my cock complimented by
 a woman.  Even if it was my Mother.

	Mom was 37 years old at this time, but much
 better looking than most 20 year-olds, with a very
 pretty face and a perfect figure.  She was full, and
 rounded, and tight in all the right places.

	Of course, I couldn't see much of that beauty
 now, partially because of my drunken state, but mostly
 because Mom was keeping it covered up.

	"Listen Alex, don't be embarrassed.  I may be
 your mother, but I'm a woman too.  I know a beautiful
 cock when I see one, and that is one beautiful cock.
 To tell you the truth, it's bigger than your father's."

	I already knew that, I had been comparing myself
 to Dad for years.  His was about six and a half inches,
 and not as thick as mine either.  Dad had an adequate,
 average dick.

	"Yeah, maybe...but it's useless!"  I moaned. 
 "It just hangs there useless!  No girl is ever going
 to see it if I don't get over my fear of girls, and I
 wouldn't know what to do with it if I had a chance!"

	"Oh, I'm sure you would know what to do, Alex."
 Mom replied.  "And when somebody does finally see it,
 you're going to have girls all over you!"

	"I don't think so, Mom.  I know it's not the end
 of the world.  I know I'll grow up normal and happy,
 but right now I'm just so insecure and horny all the
 time.  I know I'll be okay someday, but I wish I could
 get over this fear!"

	"What are you afraid of, Alex?"  Mom asked.

	"Not being able to, you know, do it." I
 answered.  "I mean I'm sure I could figure out where
 to stick it, but I don't know how to do it right.  You
 know, a slut like Nancy would just be all hot over the
 size of my dick, but I wouldn't go with somebody like
 her anyway.  But, if I was with a nice girl like Cathy,
 I would want it to be good for her.  I would want to
 make her happy.  I don't know much about sex, Mom, but
 I know it takes more than a big dick to make a woman
 happy."

	"Yes, that is certainly true," Mom was thought-
 ful, but then started to tease me to lighten the
 moment.  "But are you calling me a slut because I'm
 ‘all hot over the size of your dick'?"

	"Oh Mom!  You're not hot over the size of my
 dick!"

	"Oh yes I am, Alex.  That is a gorgeous dick,
 and it does arouse me to see it.  It especially makes
 me hot to see it getting harder now as we talk about
 it.  I may be your mother, but you really are making
 me hot."

	"How can you tell if you're getting hot, Mom?
 Obviously, you don't get hard.  How does a woman know?"

	"Several ways.  First of all, we do get hard,
 but it's our nipples that get hard first.  Mine are
 hard as rocks right now."

	"Let me see them, Mom...please?"

	"No Alex.  You'll have to take my word for it."

	"Aw shit, Mom, that's not fair.  I know I'm
 drunk, but you're taking advantage of the situation!
 You're looking at me, and talking to me to get me
 aroused, but you won't let me look at you."

	"Do you really want to look at me, Alex?  Do
 you really want to see my tits?"

	"Oh Yeah Mom!  I'd love to see your tits.  I
 think about them all the time!"

	"Do you really?  And when do you think about my
 tits, Alex?  When you masturbate?"

	"Aw Mom, c'mon...stop it."  Now I was really
 embarrassed.

	"Hey stud, you started it!"  Mom laughed.  "Is
 that true, though?  Do you think about your old Mom's
 tits when you masturbate?"

	"Well...sometimes, yeah.  I'm sorry, Mom."  I
 was still embarrassed.

	"Alex!  That is nothing to be sorry for.  It is
 the nicest compliment you can pay a woman.  I'm very
 flattered...and it has made me even more aroused!  God,
 I'd like to see that!"

	And then, very slowly, closely watching my
 reaction, Mom reached over and locked the bathroom
 door and slowly pulled her robe open.  I could clearly
 see the erect nipples through the thin nightgown.

	"See, Alex?  See what you've done to your horny
 old mother?"

	"Mom you're not old, and you can't be horny."

	"Well maybe not old, not just yet...but I am
 definitely horny, Alex. Your Dad and I have an okay sex
 life, but I just never seem to get enough.  And, when
 people have been married a long time, you get in kind
 of a rut -- just doing it to get it over with so the
 other person won't complain too much.  You don't do the
 really fun stuff anymore, the spontaneous stuff.  I
 probably masturbate as much as you do, my horny son!
 And, after tonight, I'll have something new to think
 about when I touch myself."

	"Will you be thinking about me, Mom?"  I asked
 incredulously.

	"Oh yeah!  You bet I will!  I'll be thinking
 about the most beautiful cock I have ever seen, hanging
 from my handsome young son.  I'll be thinking about a
 lot of things, Alex.  A lot of things I'd like to do
 with that gorgeous cock of yours."

	As Mom said that, she began pulling her negligee
 down away from her tits, so I could get a full, bare
 view of them.  They were the most beautiful tits I had
 ever seen!  They were beautifully full, with large
 dark-tan areolae, and rock-hard nipples that looked
 like pencil erasers.  As Mom rubbed her hand over her
 nipples, they got even harder and jutted out more. The
 other thing I noticed was that Mom's breasts were
 rising and falling at a fairly rapid pace.  She was
 breathing hard!

	As I watched this incredible display, I very
 slowly began to stroke my cock.  In my drunken state,
 I didn't even notice it at first, but when I saw Mom's
 eyes widen and her nostrils flare I looked around to
 see what she was so excited about and realized that
 she was staring right at my cock as I stroked it.  I
 stopped in shock at what I had done.

	"Oh Alex...don't stop...that's beautiful!  You
 got excited seeing Mommy's big tits, didn't you?"

	"Uh huh," I grunted, still gripping my raging
 hardon and struggling not to jack it any more.

	"Does it make you excited to see how hot you
 have made Mommy, Alex?" Mom asked.  She was now talking
 in an ultra-sexy whisper that made my cock jump.

	"Uh huh."

	"If I show you how else you have made me hot,
 will you keep stroking for a little while?"  Mom cooed.

	"Uh huh" I resumed stroking ...still very slow,
 but as drunk as I was, I was afraid I would not be able
 to keep from cumming pretty soon.  I could feel an
 orgasm already starting to build.

	Mom completely removed her robe.  Then, to my
 surprise, she pulled her nightgown over her head.  She
 wasn't wearing any panties, so she was stark naked
 before me.  I gasped.

	"Thank you, sweetie...I'll take that as a com-
 pliment."  Mom whispered breathlessly.  "Now look here,
 Alex.  Look at my vagina."

	I was transfixed.  Mom's pussy was shaved, and
 was the most glorious vagina I had ever seen.  Even
 the air-brushed pussies in the fuck magazines could
 not compare to my beautiful Mom.  And she was not a
 picture.  She was a vision of heaven!  And she was
 right in front of me...live and in the flesh!  This
 was not make believe!

	As I watched, Mom gently pulled apart her pussy
 lips, showing me the wetness inside.  She ran her
 finger inside (jumping with excitement as she did) and
 showed me the slippery, wet lubricant.

	She rubbed some on my fingers so I could feel
 how slippery it was.  She told me that this lubricant
 was secreted by women to lubricate their vaginas in
 preparation for fucking (of course, she called it
 intercourse).  Then Mom blew my mind!  She asked me if
 I wanted to taste her pussy juice!

	"God, Mom!  I don't know!"  I stammered.  I was
 sobering up fast!

	"Oh look at you, sexy boy!  You have pre-cum!"
 Mom pointed to the droplet of juice on my pisshole, and
 as quick as she said that, she gently wiped the drop
 off with her finger, and then obscenely sucked it off
 her finger.

	"Ummmm.  Yummy."  Mom oozed.  "You're delicious,
 Alex.  Are you sure you don't want to taste your slutty
 Mother?"

	"You're not slutty, Mom," I protested.

	"Oh yes I am, Alex!  I can be a slut beyond your
 wildest imagination! You have no idea, Alex!"  Mom's
 eyes were now burning with lust.  There was no doubt
 that she could be an awesome slut if she wanted to.

	I continued to stroke my dick, and this time I
 accepted my Mom's pussy-juiced finger.  I licked it
 with my tongue, and then sucked the juice into my
 mouth.  It didn't have much taste, but the aroma of my
 Mom's pussy on her finger was driving me crazy.  I
 began jacking my huge, engorged cock harder.

	"Oh Baby!  Don't hurt him!  Don't jerk him too
 hard, he'll get all raw.  Let Mommy lubricate him for
 you a little and then you can continue...but be gentle
 ...he's a very precious cock."

	With that, Mom plunged her fingers deep into her
 pussy, letting out a loud "Unhhhh!" as she did.  She
 diddled and rubbed herself until her fingers were
 drenched with pussy juice.  Then she moved her hand to
 my throbbing cock and began to slowly stroke my raging
 hardon.  It was incredible!

	"Okay, sweetie...now you are good and lubri-
 cated.  You can continue." Mom said with a salacious
 smile on her face.  "Or do you want your slutty Mom to
 stroke that big cock for you and spray cum all over
 herself?"

	I gasped when I heard Mom's offer to jack me
 off!  "Oh Mom, you do it!"  I almost yelled.  "But
 don't keep calling yourself a slut, Mom. I don't like
 that."

	"Oh I am a slut, Alex!  I'm a nasty, dick-
 stroking, cocksucking, baby-fucking slut!  But I'll be
 your slut, Alex...only yours.  Nobody else will ever
 see my slutty side.  Being a slut is a wonderful thing,
 Alex...just relax and see how good it can be."

	Mom softly stroked my cock for about two
 minutes.  While she stroked me, she told me that I was
 so aroused that she was going to "put you out of your
 misery first, before we get down to the fun stuff."
 She continued to jack my pounding cock, more rapidly
 now, occasionally licking my cock or taking the head
 in her mouth for a quick suck.

	It wasn't a blow job, she later explained, she
 was just jacking me off, but she couldn't stand not
 sucking me a little.  Pretty quickly, I erupted with
 a major blast of cum.  The cum went all over my Mom-
 slut, in her hair, her face, and all over her
 shoulders, neck and breasts. My Mom-slut squealed with
 delight.

	As I stopped spurting cum, Mom took my dick in
 her mouth, deftly deep-throating my big cock like it
 was nothing.  She sucked slow and hard, draining the
 cum from my cock and giving me an unbelievable sen-
 sation.

	Before I could catch my breath, Mom began lick-
 ing my limp dick and happy balls.  As she licked under-
 neath my balls, she gently stroked my sensitive dick
 back to full hardness.

	"Mom...I'm not gonna be able to cum for quite a
 while yet.  That was a really big one I just had!"  I
 said.

	"Oh, I know...I know.  That's why I got you off
 so quick...so you wouldn't cum until I am ready for you
 to cum."

	With that, Mom closed the toilet seat and sat me
 down on it, facing her.  I was now fully sober, and my
 cock had recovered quickly.  Mom gently lowered her
 steaming pussy onto my rigid shaft, looking directly
 into my eyes as she did.  Her pussy was hot and wet,
 but my cock was so big that it was hard to get it in
 her at first.  Mom moaned and giggled as she worked all
 eight inches inside her.

	Mom rubbed her big tits in circles against my
 chest as she slowly started to pump my cock with her
 pussy.  She stuck out her tongue and licked my face.
 When I opened my mouth to kiss her, she plunged her
 tongue into it.  Mom was pumping hard now and constant-
 ly telling me how good my big cock felt inside her.

	"This is fucking, Alex.  This is REALLY fucking,
 baby!  I love how your cock feels inside me, and I am
 going to show you every way of fucking I know.  You
 will have no reason not to be confident after tonight,
 my sweet son!  I'm going to make you a fucking machine!
 HA! The fucking machine and his slut-Mom!  I love the
 sound of that almost as much as I love the head of your
 cock so deep inside me!"

	Mom fucked and fucked and fucked me.  Several
 times she felt me getting ready to cum, but she made
 a minor change each time and backed away from the
 orgasm.  Finally, she timed her orgasm to coincide
 exactly with mine and we both exploded with a roar.

	We both shouted, "AHHHHHH!"  It was very loud.
 The force of the mutual orgasm threw us both on the
 floor.  As we lay laughing, contorted into a twisted
 ball of flesh on the cramped bathroom floor, I somehow
 kept pumping Mom's pussy, and she fucked me right back.

	I managed to turn her over into the missionary
 position and fucked her harder than either of us
 thought possible.  All of a sudden, Mom's eyes got real
 wide and she exploded in another big climax.  We col-
 lapsed on the floor, laughing and kissing lustily.

	After a few minutes, Mom rolled me off of her
 and got to her knees.  I figured we were done (I knew
 I was!), so I started to get up.  Mom stopped me and
 told me to kneel on my hands and knees facing away
 from her.  I didn't know what this was about, but I
 did it.

	Then, to my amazement, my Mom-slut began licking
 the cheeks of my ass. Then the crack of my ass!  Then
 the rosebud of my anus, which sent an electric shock
 through my whole body.  When I thought it couldn't get
 any better, she reached around me and began gently
 jacking my cock again as she tenderly licked my rose-
 bud.

	Mom-slut told me this was called "rim," and only
 the nastiest of sluts did it, and only for their
 special men.  As yet another climax built in my young
 body, Mom dug her tongue deep into my asshole, jamming
 it as far in as she could.  Mom-slut fucked my virgin
 ass with her tongue in perfect time with her jacking my
 dick.  I had another big explosion of cum, spraying the
 bathroom floor.  Mom-slut laughed lustily.

	"Oh God, Mom...that was unbelievable!"  I was
 too stunned to speak.

	Mom rolled over on her back, kinda alongside me,
 and told me to "69" her.  I dove into her pussy.  I
 felt her hand grab my weary cock and jam it in her
 hungry throat.  Soon she was sucking my cock like there
 was no tomorrow.

	I didn't really know how to eat pussy, but by
 trial and error I learned that licking her clit excited
 her immensely, and following that with clit-sucking
 made her absolutely crazy.  Mom exploded in my mouth,
 her cries of ecstacy muffled by my big cock halfway
 down her throat.

	Mom was frantic now.  She jumped up to a stand-
 ing position, bent over sticking her ass in my face
 and demanded, "Rim me, you delicious little mother-
 fucker!"  I tried my best to crawl up her ass and out
 her throat.  I drilled her asshole with my tongue like
 it was a jack-hammer tearing up a street.  Mom-slut was
 laughing and crying tears of joy at the same time.

	After about two minutes of hard-core rim, Mom
 looked back at me and said throatily, "FUCK ME ALEX!"

	Mom-slut bent over, supporting herself with her
 hands on the edge of the bathtub.  I stood behind her
 and slid my massive cock easily into her juicy pussy.
 Mom was so well-eaten and well-fucked that even my big
 cock just sloshed around.  Then Mom-slut reached back
 with her hand and gently pulled my cock out of her
 pussy.  Before I had a chance to wonder what was next,
 Mom-slut pressed the head of my swollen cock against
 the rosebud of her ass.

	I pressed forward, trying to force my slippery
 cock into her asshole. Mom-slut begged for it!  But I
 couldn't get it in.  Mom guided me back into her pussy
 and told me to finger her asshole at the same time. 
 After a little while, I tried to buttfuck her again,
 but no luck.  My cock was just too big.

	Finally, after a little of Mom-slut sucking my
 cock, a little more rim for Mom, and a little more
 sloshing around in her frothy pussy, I got just the
 head of my dick inside her ass.  The feeling was
 incredible. It was hot, but dry.  But it was also very
 smooth.  I tried to move my cock in and out, but Mom
 told me not to take the head out.  Then she really
 motivated me.  She said that, as a good slut, if I
 fucked her ass real good, she would suck the shit and
 cum off my dick when I was through.

	That did it.  I began to fuck her ass for real.
 Mom moaned in pain, and I'm sure it hurt.  If it hadn't
 felt so damn good, it might have hurt me.  Mom's ass-
 hole was incredibly tight -- she later told me it had
 been more than 10 years since my Dad last fucked her
 in the ass.  But eventually, the pussy juice and cum
 from her snatch provided enough lubrication, and we
 got down to some real serious ass-fucking.  Mom had a
 very quick, explosive climax.  I kept fucking.

	"Alex, baby...please quit.  Mommy's gonna be
 real sore!"

	"Shut up, slut!  I'm gonna fuck your pulsating
 ass until I cum!  And then you are gonna suck the shit
 and cum off my cock, just like you promised...right?"

	"Oh yeah!  God I love it when you talk slutty
 to me Alex!  Fuck my ass!  Fuck Mommy's hungry ass!
 Fill me with your hot cum, baby!"

	I continued to butt-fuck my Mother for several
 more minutes.   Finally, both Mom and I felt orgasms
 building deep within us.  We talked about the sen-
 sations as they occurred, and exploded together in
 another enormous climax.  We collapsed on the floor
 again, panting and laughing and smiling.

	Then Mom-slut lowered her face to my lap and
 spent about three minutes giving my exhausted cock a
 thorough sucking.  When she finished, I turned her
 over, rimmed her, and sucked a little bit of my own
 cum from her rectum into my mouth.  I turned her over
 again and we swapped my cum back and forth for several
 minutes as we kissed.  We both got hot again, and Mom
 dropped down and gave me yet another miraculous blow-
 job.  Somehow, I squirted a little more cum into her
 throat as she giggled with delight.

	"HEY!  Are you guys okay in there??"  It was my
 Dad!  And he was right outside the freaking bathroom
 door!!!!  He must have heard us...he just must have!

	And then, with the calmest, most professional-
 sounding voice, Slut-Mom said, "Yes, honey...every-
 thing's fine.  Alex just got a little sick and I'm
 helping him clean up.  Don't come in, the place is a
 mess."

	"Is Alex okay?"  The concern was evident in my
 Dad's voice.

	"He's fine, honey...he just had a little too
 much to drink."

	"Oh, okay.  It had to happen sometime, I guess.
 I never drank until I was in the Navy, but I guess kids
 start everything younger nowadays. Well, you sure made
 enough noise, Alex!  Woke me up out of a sound sleep!
 I hope you learned a good lesson tonight, kid."

	I started to respond, but Mom knew I couldn't
 speak properly, so she held up her hand to shush me.
 "Oh, he sure did learn a good lesson tonight, honey!
 I don't think he'll ever come home like this again."

	"Okay, good.  Well, if you've got everything in
 hand, I'm going back to bed.  Come up soon, hon," Dad
 said.  We soon heard Dad's feet on the stairs, going
 back to his bedroom.  He would have to address this
 firmly.  Can't have the kid drinking like that.
 Especially now that he is driving a car.

	"Okay, I will."  Mom answered.  She looked at
 me sexily and took my mighty cock in her hand and
 mouthed "everything in hand."

	Mom-slut and Mother-fucker, as we now called
 ourselves, sat on the bathroom floor and giggled a bit.
 Then we talked quietly for a few minutes.  Mom had only
 one point to make -- if I ever came home fucked up like
 this again, I would not only be grounded...I would be
 cut off.   Mom said we would have to have a long talk
 about "us" over the weekend if we had a chance.

	I said if we didn't find time during the weekend
 we could talk on Monday afternoon.  Dad would be at
 work until 6:30 or 7:00 PM.  I got home at 2:30 PM on
 Monday's, and Mom got home right after 3:00 PM, so we
 had plenty of time then.

	"I don't think so, M.F.," Mom-slut said sweetly.
 "That won't be a time for talking."

	I didn't have to ask what she meant.

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 This story was written as an adult fantasy.  The author
 does not condone the described behavior in real life in
 anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
 the scenarios in this story;  should seriously consider
 seeking professional help.
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