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Chapter 1961: MOM SON STRAW SKIRTS

Hi, I'm David and this is a story about what happened to me at my dad's company Halloween party last year. My dad is a partner at an accountant firm and as always, they had a fancy dress party for all their staff. Being a bunch of old boring accountants, they like everyone to dress the same or at least follow a theme. Last year the theme was marooned on a desert island or survival on a desert island or something like that and everyone was dressed in tattered old clothes. I think it was a ploy by the tight accountants to tear up their old clothes and claim it back on tax as fancy dress.

This year some bright spark had the idea of old Hawaii, so straw skirts all around with men going bare chested or with some flower garland and women with something to cover their modesty.

Dad's secretary was in charge of ordering costumes for most of the executives including my dad, mom and me. The lazy and dimwitted secretary simply ordered three sets of the same costume and got it sent to my dad's boss's house where the party was supposed to be. The secretary also ordered the same costumes for a whole bunch of the senior staff and their families.

I'm an only child and now that I'm at college, I live out but still fairly close to home. My dad was about 45 at the time and mom about 38. Mom is of northern European stock and has long blonde hair and is of medium height. I've always been teased about having a MILF for a mom and her natural 34DD breasts and pert bottom certainly conformed to that claim. She was a typical middle class American mom in that she would wear bikini at the beach but dressed pretty conservatively at home. She had won local beauty pageants when she was young and has always maintained her looks and body.

Despite mom's beauty I had never wanted to spy on her naked or anything like that. On occasions when I'd catch a bit of cleavage or up skirt accidentally at home I did look but I guess that was more male instinct than inappropriate lust.

So, on the night of the Halloween Party, the plan was for dad to go straight to his boss's house from work and I'd drive there from college and mom from home.

After a hard day at college, I showered at my gym and headed down to the house party. Knowing the entire costume will be waiting for me, I simply wore my boxers, jeans and a t-shirt.

When I arrived at the house a little later than planned, due to traffic, I saw mom parking her car. I waited so I could go in with her. I knew mom didn't like a lot of dad's colleagues and hated these corporate gigs, but put up with it for dad. She also always complained that the other senior partners would hit on her and dad simply ignored it and later when they talked about it, dad would dismiss it as mere friendliness on the partners' part.

My mom's a terrible driver and needed a few attempts to fit her Mercedes SL into a very large parking spot. Once parked, I saw her get out of the car dressed as I was in jeans and a casual t-shirt.

"Hey sport, thanks for waiting." she said with a warm smile as she connected with my hand and we walked towards the house.

Once inside we located dad's secretary who gave us our respective costumes and suggested that as the party was already in full swing, we change in a room downstairs just off of the main entrance which was used for keeping everyone's coats. The boss's house was a mansion but the tight bastard locked all his rooms except for a few that could be used by his guests. This normally just meant one downstairs toilet and a coat cupboard - our changing room.

As mom and I opened our costume bags we realised the simplicity and cheapness of the costumes. Mine consisted of a skirt made out of straw that would reach just below my usual boxer shorts. All I had to wear on top were a few garlands of plastic flowers. As I looked at mom I learned that she had exactly the same except she also had what looked liked like two half coconut shells tied together with strings.

"I'll wait outside while you get changed mom." I said and stepped out of the small room.

A couple of minutes later, instead of stepping out, mom called me into the room.

"Can you see my... errr underwear?" asked mom.

Mom sure was a sight to behold. There she stood, her golden hair flowing, wearing two small coconut shells covering just a third of each of her breasts as the shells were clearly not made for someone with DD cups. Except for the centre part of her breasts, most of it exploded out in every direction. On the bottom she wore the straw skirt but around her womanly hips the straws parted slightly and I could clearly make out some frilly red lacy material on the sides of her legs. These were no thongs, but the latest Victoria's Secret type of lingerie which are almost like granny panties but with frilly bits to it. I personally prefer the skimpier type which showed more skin.

"Well... to be honest mom I can see your underwear." I said.

"That stupid bitc... woman, she didn't tell me the costume was going to be so skimpy. I can't wear anything underneath this." mom complained.

"I'm going to find that stupid secretary while you get changed." said mom and rushed past me out of the door.

I stripped to my boxers and got into my costume and discovered that I had the same predicament as mom. My long white boxers clearly showed under the skirt but decided that I didn't care how I looked and going commando wasn't an option as I was prone to getting uncontrollable erections at the mere sight of flesh. Judging by mom and my costumes, there was going to be a lot of flesh on offer today and some of dad's younger colleagues were hotties.

"I found the stupid bitch and apparently this is all there is. Apparently she had tried the costume on herself, realised the issue with some underwear and told your dad. Obviously he had forgotten to tell us." said mom as she barged into our little room.

Without even caring I was there, mom reached into her skirt and in one quick move, pulled her underwear down. I could see her panties were a feminine version of men's boxers. The straw skirts are such that elastic went around the waist with straws attached to it. So when mom reached into the skirt, she simply penetrated straws around the hip and straw around the middle stayed in place. As such, I couldn't see any of her middle as she took her panties off.

"You'll have to get out of yours as well. You look ridiculous. I bet your dad's wearing his Y-fronts so all this wouldn't even be a problem to him." she barked not meaning to be angry at me.

"Mom, I really don't think that's a good idea. I'm a little worried I might have an accident.... or you know I might....." I struggled to find the words.

"Oh come on baby, I know all about your 'accidents'. I do your laundry. I just can't have you walking around looking that silly. It reflects badly on your father and you know what he's like." mom reasoned.

"But mom, suppose someone sees me... you know" I stammered.

"Look, if you think a.. problem is developing, just go to the bathroom and fix it." mom cut me off.

Resigned to my fate, I followed mom's example and pulled down my boxers. The middle of my skirt stayed still but after I had taken off my boxers and freed my dick, I could see a slight indent in the skirt. I guess letting the little fella breathe a little made him grow a bit.

Mom and I exited the little room and joined the others at the party. There were various versions of our costume around the room and a few of the younger girls in dad's office were really rocking the costume. One in particular had boobs like mom's, and they too were spilling out of her coconuts. I saw elastics of thongs on the girls so they were all prepared for the costume. I occasionally saw my parents around the different entertainment rooms chatting to various people. I also noticed that I was getting a semi from looking girls so I found a quiet corner to sit in near the bar and chatted to one of the boring partners about my own career options at the firm, all the while eyeing up the talent in the room.

At one point my boner had become so big that I adjusted it so it lay flat on my left leg and put my hand on it casually to stop it rising. I did this while sitting down talking to the partner and he didn't seem to notice. My dick can grow to about 9 inches and has a girth to match so it wasn't easy hiding it without parting the straw of the skirt. After a while I did sense some pre-cum leaking out and on to my leg but reasoned that it was too dark for anyone to notice.

Soon the partner left leaving me on my own. Ceasing the opportunity, I grabbed a garland of flowers someone had left at the bar, held it in front of me with my right hand and got up. This gave the illusion that I held my hand holding something in front of my groin casually when in fact I was holding back a penis which would otherwise wanted to stand up at 90 degrees parting the straw skirt in half. The bar room was dark and the toilet was just outside it so my plan was to quickly run to the toilet and knock one out to ease the tension on my dick. I also desperately needed to clean off the pre-cum that I know was making a mess all over my leg.

Just as I got up mom came running to me and grabbed my left arm and pulled me with her towards an adjoining room which had loud music playing. En route she picked up a shot glass of tequila that had been lined up at the bar and downed it. I maintained my hand in front of my groin, but now with a woman pulling me with purpose, it no longer looked like a casual holding of something in front of you, but more a posture to protect the groin. Pre-cum also dribbled on the floor as I hurriedly walked, but again the darkness protected me.

"Just dance with me. These old foggiest are killing me with their requests to dance. I'm sure one of them got to find out that I'm sans panties as he put his grubby little hands on my ass. My ass! That little pervert. And if I tell your dad, he'll tell me I'm imagining it!" mom squealed as she rushed me to the next room and to the middle of the dance floor.

Mom brought me around her like in a dance move to stand in front of her. I did so maintaining eye contact with her and slowly letting go of my right arm that was holding back my dick and dropping the garland. I could feel my dick divide the straws and penetrate out of the opening. Luckily for me the room was dark with dim disco lights above. I extended and held both of mom's arms so as to maintain her at a distance.

I could smell alcohol on her breath and I knew she was a light weight but drank at these events because she loathed them so much.

We began to dance to some pop song. The room was occasionally filled with the dim light of a weak disco light system attached to the ceiling but apart from that we were in darkness. People were dancing all around us and there were seats all around the room where people sat and some danced sitting down.

I held on to mom's arms as we danced so as not to create such a gap between us that she or anyone looking would notice the nine inch cock standing out but held her far enough that she didn't bump into me. I managed it for about 30 seconds.

As I looked around I saw one of the male junior accountants sitting down on one of the chairs with another male colleague being distracted by mom and me as he casually looked at the scene on the dance floor. I noticed that he was staring right at my cock. I guess that the dim light had caught my pecker just at the right time to show something protruding out of my skirt and pointing at mom's navel. As I stared at him thinking what to do next mom suddenly pulled me closer.

My cock smashed into mom's stomach and bent upwards towards her boobs. I could feel my penis slide along easily on her skin aided by my pre-cum.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" demanded mom.

"Huh?" I managed.

"People can see your... thing sticking straight out you idiot. And for god sake how big is that thing... it's like a cucumber stabbing me." whispered mom as we danced closer together and my cock rubbed all over her flat stomach.

Mom's dancing involved a side to side movement and given that I was only a couple of inches taller than her and the latest development this meant that my cock was being pointed up and left on one movement and up and right on the next. Pre-cum oozed out with each movement.

"Mom, I'm really sorry.... I'm really embarrassed... I can't help it. I told you this might happen.... Before you grabbed me, I was on my way to get rid of this thing." I explained.

Looking around at the male accountant again I could see he was back in conversation with his colleague, but often glanced our way unsure of what he had seen. Mom held us closely together and continued dancing in silence.

"I'm going to dance with you to the corridor and then when the coast is clear, make a run for the toilet. You understand? And for goodness sake, dance properly so you don't attract attention." said mom.

I realised that I was still holding both of mom's hands but outwards like I was wrestling her and moving not in tune with her.

"Good idea.... Mom.... I'm really sorry". I said adjusting my body posture so that I wrapped my arms around her which looked a little more natural as we danced. This brought both our bodies closer together and my chest bumped into her coconut encased boobs.

Unfortunately this had the worst effect possible on my cock. It grew in length and strength and poked mom more violently. She felt it too and looked sternly at me, but said nothing. We danced like this around the dance floor slowly, but subtly manoeuvring ourselves to the doorway by the toilet.

Mom peeked her head around towards the direction of the toilet.

"Shit! There's a queue." mom swore.

Mom never swore in front of me, but I guess the alcohol and the predicament we found ourselves in was making her act out of character. I looked around myself and also ascertained that there were indeed about three people waiting to use the toilets and to make matters worse, others were casually standing around that corridor talking. This wasn't going to work.

"The coat cupboard." shouted mom moving me down the corridor in the opposite direction to the toilet but still strangely dancing closely together.

To any onlooker clearly there was something going on but the truth was worse than what they must have thought of us.

We reached the door of the coat cupboard and looked around us. There were people deep in conversation and generally looked unbothered by us.

"Help me look for that thing will you...." said mom loudly enough for any bystanders to hear as she danced me backwards into the coat cupboard.

"Right, we don't have long, do your thing and we're out of here." Said mom.

"What? Mom.... errrrr.... I don't think I can. You're here and I don't have anything to look at..." I said shyly.

"Oh come on, you don't have a choice. Just do what you do and make it snappy." Said mom getting more annoyed.

She turned around facing the closed door leaving me to it. Resigned to my fate, I took hold of my dick. It felt instantly good just holding it. I must admit I do like to have a good rub and normally at home I would have the internet to give me the visual stimulation. I also liked to take my time often spending hours building up to climax and then holding back and doing it all over again before finally coming. I also cum a lot. I can certainly fill a shot glass full of cum and possibly more.

I closed my eyes facing away from mom and slowly started pulling back and forth on my dick. I tried to visualise the hot girls at the party in their costumes. The pre-cum that had built up worked well as a lubricant coating my hand. The excess dribbled on the floor. After about 2 minutes mom spoke interrupting my flow.

"Are you close yet? The longer we're in here the more chance of getting caught."

"Look mom, at home I usually have something to look at and it makes it easier. I'm nervous as hell and you're not helping the situation so it's going to take longer." I said annoyed at her.

"Longer is not an option." Said mom as a matter of fact.

"Unless you can find me some porn this is going to take longer. I'm sorry but I am trying." I said in frustration and continued trying to recollect the busty girl from earlier.

"Will this help?" said mom from behind me.

I turned around to see that mom had removed her coconut bra. There she stood topless and her breasts were magnificent, full, fleshy and firm with the most perfect nipples topping them off. I stood mesmerised and stunned.

"Oh stop gawking and start jerking. You're making me blush." said mom almost smiling.

"Look, I know I'm not one of your hot college girls but aren't men supposed to get turned on by boobs, even if they are their mom's? Just imagine they're on somebody else's body and do your business...errrr....cock....how..... big.... from... where....not your dad...." said mom, as I realised that she had looked down at my dick as she spoke and got distracted.

"Errrrrr mom. You OK?" I enquired.

"Errrr yes....that thing looks scary.... but from where...." mom seemed to be in a trance and staring straight at my dick.

By this time I had stopped jerking and was staring at mom and her in turn at me.

Suddenly we heard people talking outside which brought both of us out of our trance.

"Ok hurry up. I just realised I'm not sure how I will explain this to anyone if they walked in." said mom coming back to reality but still staring at my dick.

I took hold of my dick again and started jerking it all the while admiring mom's tits. Mom walked closer to me and stood just in front of me. Instinctively I brought one of my hands up to her chest.

"What the hell are you doing?" said mom karate chopping my hand away.

"I'm so sorry mom, I just..... I thought... but you came closer....." I stammered holding both my hands up apologising.

"Don't stop you idiot." said mom looking up at my face now sternly.

"Mom, this isn't working. I'm so sorry. I just can't." I said.

"Oh for fuck... for goodness sake, just grab it then, but you have to finish quickly. We're both going to need therapy after this." She said sticking her boobs out at me.

Unsure of what all this meant and without wanting to overthink the situation, I extended my right hand out to gently cup her left breast. It felt heavy but so soft. Even though there was no sag as such, I could lift it a few inches. I lifted it up and down. I gently tweaked her nipple. I brought up my left hand and played with the other boob too.

"For fuck sake David, Stop being so romantic and gentle. I'm not your girlfriend. Finish already." said mom.

I let go of her left boob and used my right hand to start jerking again. Awarkedly I played with her boobs with my left hand but given the magnificence and size of her tits, I just sort of honked it while trying in an uncoordinated fashion to try and jerk. Both my hands were flapping around in un-coordination.

"For fuck sake, let me just do it." she said slapping my right hand away from my dick.

She roughly grabbed my dick but stopped when she realised she couldn't get her fingers all the way around. She then slowly and delicately ran her finger up and down it - almost admiring its form. My dick has some very angry looking veins running along it and to her touch it throbbed and she felt its pulse.

Mom was back in her trance as I used both my hands to slowly but firmly admire and maul her tits. Mom too was now using both hands to slowly jerk me up and down. Mom ran both her hands from the base of my cock covered by straw to the tip. The head was a mushroom shape and she opened her hands as she neared the tip to give it maximum sensation. I looked down and saw that she now had pre-cum glistening on her hands and occasionally a droplet would drop on her leg or stomach depending on where my cock was pointing.Up until that point I had never wanted to do anything sexual with mom but having this goddess of a woman with a spectacular body give me a hand job while I played with her tits brought out feelings I never thought I had. Sure I had felt college girl's tits but mom's were in a whole league above.

Just as we were getting into a rhythm, we heard dad's secretary say to someone she would grab their coats.

Mom quickly let go of my cock and hurriedly grabbed her coconut bra. The secretary opened the door just as mom had her bra fixed. I pushed into mom's back stabbing her ass with my cock and pushed past the secretary and some of the people waiting outside. I grabbed mom's hips as if we were dancing and with my cock buried in between mom's ass cheeks and parting her straw skirt. We rushed out of the coat room and into the corridor.

With every step mom took each of her ass cheek moved rubbing one side of my dick then the other. Coupled with the pre-cum that I was still spewing, it felt sensational.

There was still a queue for the toilet so we made our way into the bar room. I noticed that there wasn't anyone behind the bar anymore so I maundered mom in that direction. We reached behind the bar without looking too suspicious as others were dancing around us too.

The bar was at the corner of the room and was up to standing level. Behind the bar there was ample space underneath it for storage. Mom and I danced behind the bar, all the while rubbing my cock as she danced. Once we reached behind the bar, I looked around the room and noticed no one was really paying any attention to us.

I was consumed with lust for mom and I wanted to make the most of this situation so an evil plan formed in my head.

"Mom this thing isn't going to disappear unless you take care of it. I'll stand at the bar and you go underneath and... you know.... just do what you were....before we were..." I said unsure if my plan was going to work.

All the while I was still grinding into mom's ass in keeping with the music next door. Mom's ass was as magnificent as her tits. Knowing that she was naked underneath the straw skirt only added to the excitement.

"Can't you just do it yourself?" said mom unsure of my plan.

"I can't move my hands like that standing at the bar, people will notice. Besides, no one seems to have really noticed what we are doing. If you slip underneath and just rub it like before, I won't even have to touch you as I can just stare at the girls around the room and we'll be done. Then I can walk around normally again. Besides it's been up for a long time now and it's really starting to hurt." I said using all the arguments I could think of.

Mom looked around and realised there were people talking or dancing around but no one was looking at us. The room was dark and the only light was from the room next door. There was enough light to see the bottles of drinks on the table but from anywhere in the room you could not see what was happening behind the bar.

Mom poured herself a large whisky and downed it straight. Then, one final look around the room and mom ducked under the bar. I could not believe my evil plan was going to work.

There was no movement for a few seconds then I guess once mom had adjusted herself so that she was on her knees, she grabbed my cock with both hands. This was bliss.

Back and forth she pulled. Sometimes she would use a finger to smear the pre-cum that was forming at the end to spread it further down the cock to lubricate it. Occasionally she would hold my heavy ball sack and play with them like Chinese stress balls. She would quicken the pace and slow it down and then quicken again. I rested on the bar with my elbows enjoying the sensation.

"I wish your dad would last this.... never mind... my hands are hurting, are you close yet? If not you'll just have to finish yourself. This is getting ridiculous." said mom under the bar, sounding tired and a little tipsy.

"I'm nearly there mom... it's just that none of the women in this room are doing it for me. How about if I just play with your tit... breasts again. That'll do it for sure." I said getting eviler by the minute.

I got off my elbows and extended both my hands downwards searching for tit flesh. Mom was on her knees with my cock at eye level. In order for me to reach her boobs I would have to bend downwards and her hands would no longer be able to play with my cock as our hands would get in each other's way. We both realised this and I feared that mom would use this as an excuse to stop our shenanigans.

"Give me another whisky. Neat." mom said.

I poured her another drink making sure it was a large one. My cock bobbed around near mom's face as I poured her a drink above the table. I passed her the drink under the table. She gulped it down in one and returned the glass.

"I can't believe I'm about to do this. You have 5 minutes mister and then you're on your own." she said.

I was unsure what she was talking about when she grabbed my cock with both hands and brought it to her mouth. I nearly came as she struggled to fit the mushroom head into her mouth for the first time. I now easily grabbed her tits by bending down just a bit.

I was in heaven. My beautiful busty mom's tits were in my hands while she sucked my nine inch cock in and out of her mouth expertly. I moved my hips slightly to increase the sensation. I closed my eyes as I kept playing with mom's tits under the bar.

I was in a dreamlike state enjoying the moment when I heard dad's voice. That's strange I thought waking from my trance.

"You alright there junior?" said dad.

"Huh" was all I could manage as I opened my eyes groggily realising the situation in front of me.

Dad and one of his partners were in front of me at the bar.

"Two scotches on the rocks. Are you not getting enough sleep at college boy? And have you met our newest partner, Richard?" said dad as Richard extended his hands to me.

At that moment my hand was still tweaking mom's nipple.

"Sorry dad, I'm fine. Just a little tired.. that's all. Two scotches coming up." I said slowly moving my hands away from mom's tit and shaking Richard's hands.

Mom didn't stop what she was doing and continued slurping on my cock. She either didn't hear dad or was too drunk to notice. I served the two drinks hoping dad and his friend would leave but they didn't. I went back to resting on my elbows on the table almost putting all my body weight on it. I swung my hips slightly fucking mom's mouth with it but pretending I was dancing.

"Dave's a quarter back this year" dad said extending his hands and placing it on my hands in affection.

You couldn't make this shit up. Dad was praising me and touching my hands that moments earlier had been on his wife's tits while she sucked and slurped on my cock like it was a delicious lollipop.

The sensation down below was too much for me and I knew the end was near. Dad continued talking to his colleague but I had zoned out. He still had his hand on mine. I looked around nervously. There was no way to tell mom to stop and she was going to town on my cock.

I clenched my jaws and prepared for the cum explosion of my life. Everything happened in slow motion. It felt like I could actually feel cum travel from my balls, all the way down the cock and shoot out the end like a cannon. The first cannon ball of cum hit mom at the back of her throat. I felt her release her lips from around my cock. I guess she's not a swallower and I ought to have warned her. I felt intense pleasure but no longer mom's mouth. Cannon fire of cum after cannon fire of cum kept shooting ropes of cum from my hosepipe of a cock.

We heard a thud and squeal under the bar and I opened my half closed eyes. Dad looked at me.

"What was that?" he said.

I was still coming and muttered "Just my legs."

Dad looked strangely as he and his colleague walked away from the bar. Once they were out of sight I managed to move back a little and looked under the bar. It was a shocking sight. I didn't realise but there was ultraviolet light in the room from the disco lights and ropes of cum splattered mom like a bucket of white paint had been splattered and splashed on her like a 70's painting.

She looked angry.

"Is the coast clear?" she shouted.

"Yeah, no one's looking."

Mom got to her feet. As she rose I realised she looked like a girl from those gang-bang movies with several guy's cum on her. She had a large rope of cum starting on her forehead and followed all the way up her hair. There were smeared ropes around her mouth where she had already tried to clean up. One had landed right in her eye socket and she was digging it out with her hand. Several others had landed on her tits extending to her stomach and the rest of her body.

I didn't want to tell mom about the ultraviolet light as it would only further anger her. She picked up some tissues and wiped herself the best she could. She missed several spots but again I didn't tell her.

"I'm going to the toilet to get cleaned up" she said brushing past me angrily.

As mom walked out of the room I noticed that young accountant from before who had seen my erect cock.

"Fuck!" I thought. He had just seen mom get up from under the bar, wipe herself and run out of the room. "What must he have thought" I wondered.

I looked down at my exhausted cock, it was now contained under the straw skirt. There was still an indent in the costume but at least it was down. I too walked towards the toilet.There was no queue and as I approached the toilet, mom came out.

"I'm going out to get some fresh air." she said looking a little more respectable and slightly wet from having washed her face and chest.

After doing my business in the toilet I too went out to the garden. I found mom chatting to a few of the younger accountants including the girl with the big tits. One of them was rolling up what looked like a joint. Nobody else was around.

After a while the joint was passed around and mom was offered it. At first she refused but then one of the girls insisted and to my surprise she accepted. Mom inhaled a big toke and exhaled like a pro. She repeated this a few more times. I guess even my normally conservative mom must have done some naughty things in her younger days.

I smoke a fair bit at college and gladly accepted when mom offered it to me with a smile. A few more joints were rolled and smoked over the next hour. We all just sat on the grass on the lawn and if one of the senior partners peeked their head out, we hid the joint. I think mom enjoyed being one of the naughty kids.

We had a nice buzz going on and were just chatting about rubbish when one of dad's colleagues came out and saw mom sitting with us.

"There you are Sarah, Fancy a dance?" Said the man.

"Come and get me with a drink in 2 minutes." muttered mom as she politely got up and walked into the house with the old fat guy.

Two minutes later I served a large whisky and found mom in the disco room we had danced in earlier. Handing her the drink, I said "Mom, can we practice some more, I have that dance next week?".

Mom was pleased with my gallant attempt to rescue her. A sexy smile appeared on her face for the first time that evening. I guess the buzz helped too.

The fat guy left us to it, mom gulped down the drink and hugged me close for a dance. My mind raced to another evil plan as we danced at the darkened bit of the room. I held mom by her hips and she had her arms around my neck. She had a distant look in her eyes.

Within a minute I could feel my cock start to get hard. I ground it against mom's pelvis. She was too buzzed and drunk to realise I guess because she reciprocated too. Before long my cock was parting my skirt and hers and pressed against her pussy mound.

Suddenly mom woke up from her daze and her body stiffened. "Not again" she exclaimed.

"I'm sorry mom. I really don't know what's wrong with me today." I said.

"Well I'm not doing that thing with my hands and mouth. My hands are exhausted and my jaw actually hurts."

"I understand mom... it's just that there's only one way to get rid of this thing as you know.... well unless....." I said deviously.

"What? Anything. What are you thinking?" mom asked desperately.

"Well I could just carry on dancing with you like this and... you know just let it rub on you a little...." I tried my luck.

"Of course not you idiot. That's nearly like fuck... like doing stuff. Besides, I'm not sure I should have done what I've already done for you. There must be another way." Mom said sounding reasonable.

"What? No! Look mom when I was little and I hurt myself, you would kiss my swelling better. Like that all you did was kiss my swelling... what's the difference between kissing my head and my penis?" It's just skin... right?" I held my breath.

"Just skin.... " she pondered.

"Exactly, and all I'm asking you to do now is no different to what we are already doing. Hugging. Just skin to skin. Nothing more."

"But you'll be getting enjoyment..."

I cut her off before she could reason with me "I have a boo boo and only you can fix it. My skin is going to touch yours. It's just hugging."

And to make my point, I squeezed her hips but didn't push my pelvis towards her thus assuring her of the innocence.

"Ok so what do we have to do?" asked mom defeated.

I looked around the room. Everyone was minding their own business. We had moved to the darkest part of the room. I push mom against a wall and pushed my cock at her groin. My cock was pointed downwards and followed the grove of her pussy slit. My cock had neatly parted the straw on my skirt but I felt that there was straw in front of mom's pussy effectively acting as a barrier and preventing me from actually making skin to skin contact.

"Let me just adjust myself so that I'm dry humping you... if you know what that means. After a while I'll just cum on the floor and we can return to the party. No one will know and won't have all the mess like the last time" I said confidently.

"Ok." I had her.

I brought my hand between us and towards our groin. Sensing there was no resistance from her I used two fingers to part a v-shape in the straw at the top of her skirt at the elastic level and followed my hand down feeling her skin as I went along. I did it slowly, enjoying the feeling of her hot skin on my fingers. A couple of inches from her waist I realised that mom must have been clean shaven. She was smooth - no stubble. I continued further as she inhaled deeply.

"That's ticklish. What are you doing" She whispered as her body melted into mine.

"The straw was in the way. I'm just making sure our skin can touch... as we agreed" I said making it sound like she was legally bound to let me continue.

I reached her pussy mound and I cupped it with my whole hand feeling the folds of her cunt lips. She inhaled deeper again but felt that I better stick to the plan or I risk losing her so let go of her pussy. Using my fingers again to keep the straw parted, I positioned my throbbing cock for first contact.

By now the head of my cock had started glistening with pre-cum so I just let it slowly smear the gooey stuff as I pointed it downwards stabbing mom's pussy and parting her lips. The problem was that I was a little taller than mom so my cock was either going to poke mom in the stomach if I let me stand to attention or nearly part her lips if I pointed it downwards.

I decided to play the long game and just moved my hips with the slow music filling the room. The mushroom head simply parted the lips on the top of her pussy and played with her clit. This did have the advantage of getting mom excited and I could tell by the way she dug her fingers into my neck as she danced. She said nothing but her body was reacting.

Playing with her tits was not an option as it would be obvious to anyone looking so I decided on my next move.

I moved my hands from her hips to her ass. The straw easily parted as I moved the hands behind her massaging it and bringing her lower body closer together on every thrust. This got mom even more excited. Mom was still pinned against the wall so I slowly started lifting her on every move. Slightly at first but increased the height with every thrust. Eventually mom's feet were permanently off the ground. Her weight in my hands held up by her ass.

Seizing my chance, I looked around the room one more time to make sure we weren't being watched, and holding mom afloat, I backed my hips so that my cock was now free and pointed directly at its target. Slowly I pushed. Mom's pussy lips parted near her opening.

"What the fuck you pervert" mom said loudly wiggling her ass so I dropped her back on her feet.

No one had noticed mom's outburst. "What, we agreed our skin can touch. What's the big deal mom? I was so close... so close to coming" I said disappointedly.

"You were going to fuck... put it in me David. That's not happening."

"Of course I wasn't. I was simply going to rub it on your skin a bit more so that I cum quickly. Don't you want this to end quickly mom?" I turned the argument around on her. "The way we were doing it before.. there was no contact and I would never have cum. It's almost like you don't want this to end."

"Were you really close?" mom asked.

"So close mom.... so close" I said with fake conviction.

"Well OK then... carry on I suppose but you've got a minute tops mister" mom said still slightly slurring her words.

One quick survey of the room, still undetected, so I lifted mom off the ground and held her against the wall. I backed up and positioned myself. Now believing I had become the luckiest guy in the world I slowly pushed into mom.

My mushroom head pushed at her entrance once more but the interruption had dried the lubrication we had both built up. I backed up and tried again and she squealed in pain. I continued backing up and bringing my cock to the entrance of her opening and then after moving it around a bit backed up and repeated the process.

It was working and my throbbing cock started coating mom's entire pussy area with pre-cum. The sensation of rubbing my cock on a bald pussy was unbelievable. The irony was that if I had a pencil dick I would be fucking mom by now but my cock head was so large it was going to have trouble getting into what felt like a pretty tight pussy.

My 'pussy job' continued and we were both sufficiently lubricated. Mom's body tensed with each push and her nails dug into me instinctively. I went for the kill with mom.

"Mom don't get mad but I'm really close and I just want to put a little of it in... it's just skin but on the inside... no different to me putting my finger in your mouth or you putting my cock...err penis in your mouth." I asked with all my christmas wishes rolled into one.

After a brief silence mom admitted defeat "Ok honey... Just the tip. And please finish soon. This is beginning to hurt me. You're just sooooo big."

I didn't have to be told twice. I pushed my cock slowly at her dripping entrance splitting her in two. She dug her fingers into me deeply. I pulled out. Then I repeated and entered her entrance again. After a few more times of fucking her entrance her body gave way and I piped in. It was magical. My mushroom head was now inside my gorgeous mom. I was about to pull out again when she stopped me.

"Ahhhh don't.... Keep it in and just move the tip around a bit. Ahhhh ...You're splitting me in two and it's ahhhhh hurting a bit.... BUT just the tip you hear?" Mom said in pleasure and pain.

I obliged and at first just moved my tip an inch in and out then two inches... well before long I was nine inches deep and mom was biting into my shoulder in pulling my hair in ecstasy.

"Big...ahhhhh.....tip.... ahhh" mom said knowing I had fully violated her.

Our bodies smashed into each other. Her coconut top bruising my chest with its hardness. Mom didn't say a word but she didn't have to. Her body told me everything I needed to know.

I had already cum an hour earlier so I knew I would last a while on round two. I kept fucking mom, taking long deep thrusts at her, still pinned against the wall. All the lottery wins in the world would not have made me happier than I was at that moment, but as always, fate came knocking.

"I'm sure I saw them in here" we heard dad's secretary say as mom and I froze mid stroke.

I gently let go of mom and allowed her to slip back on her feet on the ground. I was still buried in her and still moving ever so lightly to the music. My hands were back on her hips and mom's on my shoulder.

"Ah Sarah darling. Can I have this dance?" asked dad rightfully.

"Oh darling I'm teaching David to dance for his...errrr thing next week.... you know that dance thing he has at school er college." Mom stumbled nervously.

"I'll dance with you." said dad's secretary as mom shot her a dirty look.

Oh, the irony. Mom was jealous of some tart dancing with dad in front of her while she had her son's cock deep in her pussy.

The music was a slow love ballad and Dad and the secretary held each other at a distance and danced like they were... well, mother and son. I on the other hand was now grinding myself into mom's pussy and she was moving in a way to increase the sensation. Given mom's height, my dick was bent in order to stay in her and it only added to the sensation. On the outside we looked like any other dancers holding each other close and dancing.

Mom backed away from dad far enough to whisper to me. "This has to stop. Take it out"

"Err mom, if I do there is going to be a pretty big cock that's going to need explaining to all these people." I said secure in the knowledge decoupling was not an option.

Mom was annoyed and whatever enjoyment she had allowed herself to feel earlier had disappeared.

"Dance with me to the bar." whispered mom and then more loudly so dad could hear "Do you two want a drink before we call it a night?"

Dad and the stupid bimbo agreed. I could have killed them. Mom and I danced towards the bar. I enjoyed what was going to be my final moments in mom. We must have looked odd dancing to the bar because any other normal person who have just stopped dancing and walked to the bar.

Once behind the bar, mom pulled her pelvis away from me and clenched her face when I popped out of her. Our bodies were covered by the high bar table. She got four shot glasses and poured us some tequila as I stood to her side with a throbbing monster that was sticking devilishly out of my skirt in the open.

As I pondered my next move dad and his secretary joined us on the other side of the bar as we gulped down the drinks. Mom poured another and we downed that too.

A plan had formed. It was risky and likely to get me grounded for life but I was a horny teenager ruled by lust.

"Hey DJ put the Feeling Hot hot hot song." I shouted aimlessly into the other room.

Everyone looked at me quizzically. I got behind mom and whispered "Mom, trust me on this. There is no other way. This is the only way we can go home with our dignity tonight".

Mom didn't say anything but understood that we had a problem as people were getting ready to leave the house and I had a baseball bat of a cock sticking out of my straw skirt and coming was the only option.

I lifted mom's right leg off the ground. She went with it not knowing what I was doing. Next I got behind mom and positioned my cock at the entrance of her pussy and using my right hand guided it into mom. No one in the room saw. Two things surprised me at that moment.One, Mom was still wet as I entered her with ease and two, she didn't object.

She bent over slightly giving me better access and my cock slowly travelled all the way into mom's pussy. Just at that moment the music changed in the next room and my song came on.

Firmly lodged into mom, I held on to her hips and danced her out of the covered bar area. People knew what this meant - the universal song to get everyone into a train formation. Dad of all people put his hands on my hips and others rushed to get behind him.

We had started a music train with mom in the front. As is always the case, someone got in front of mom and lots of other people followed and joined to the front and back of the train. We danced into the music room and collected more people. All the while I was fucking mom deep while dad held on to my hips with his hands. Essentially he was puppet fucking mom through me.

I thrust forward in an exaggerated manner hitting her cervix. Dad's hands followed my every movement. I pulled back and then deep in again. I was fucking mom from the back but to any bystander, this was a mom and son simply dancing in the fashion people do to this song. I couldn't believe what a genius I was. Whoever was controlling the iPod just put the song on repeat so we danced for a few minutes as the song just repeated itself.

After the third play of the song, people left the train and started to gather their things to leave the party. At some point dad must have left too as I had no one behind me nor in front of mom.

Mom and I both sensed I was close but had not yet cum. Mom then took over. She placed her hand on my hands which were on her hips and started to move around even sillier. She would thrust her hips forward and backwards. Move it side to side and in big gyrating circles. I'm only a man and I couldn't hold it any longer.

My fingers dug into mom's hips as I started pumping her. I was exploding inside mom in the middle of the dance floor with dad and his colleagues watching us with mild amusement and interest. If I had done this with a young girl her dad would have knocked me out on the dance floor. It must have looked vulgar and sexual but at this party people were too drunk to notice and they knew who we were. But still a mom and son dancing like that would have raised eyebrows for sure.

Even as I was coming, mom dance moved us to a corner of the room which was quieter. I was weak from the intense orgasm and on our last step I tripped on someone's leg and fell to the floor. High, drunk and tired I sensed that even as I was falling I was still coming my last few spurts.

Mom turned around to see if I was ok. I had fallen on my side and even though the straw skirt had bunched up to my front, the very tip of my cock escaped out. It took me a second to realise why my cock looked so weird. The ultraviolet light was on and my cock looked like a lighthouse shining brightly covered in a mixture of mine and mom's juices. I quickly used strands of straw to conceal my dick.

Mom bent down to protect me as well and I realised in doing so she was now showing a long trail of white liquid shining brightly in the UV light. Mom had my cum running down her leg. Dad hovered over me and just asked if I was OK.

"Yeah I think I pulled a muscle. Just give me a minute" I said finding an excuse to stay on the floor until my cock calmed down.

Dad moved on to get our stuff to leave and call his driver. Just then I noticed that the same fucking accountant who had possibly witness mom and my shenanigans earlier. His eyes were like saucers and his mouth was wide open. He had a perfect view of mom's legs and the white trail and must have seen my cock too. I saw mom also had other specs of white on her face and hair and her chest just looked like it had been smeared in white paint. All my cum from earlier.

I stayed on the floor with my eyes closed. I think I actually passed out slightly from all the activities of the night. Like an ostrich I was hoping the world would go away if I just stuck my head in the sand.

So here I was, having fucked mom in the middle of a dance floor in front of all of dad's colleagues and even dad but having done it discreetly as we were fully clothed, albeit wearing straw skirts.

Dad moved on to get our stuff to leave and call his driver. Just then I noticed that same fucking accountant who had possibly witness mom and my shenanigans earlier. His eyes were like saucers and his mouth was wide open. He had a perfect view of mom's legs and the white trail and must have seen my cock too. I saw mom also had other specs of white on her face and hair and her chest just looked like it had been smeared in white paint.

I laid on the floor just closing my eyes. I think I actually passed out slightly from all the activities of the day. Like an ostrich I was hoping the world would go away if I just stuck my head in the sand.

It worked. After what must have been five minutes dad came in and said that Jerry our driver was ready but we had to also drop off a couple of people so it was going to be a tight squeeze in the car.

I looked down and noticed my cock had disappeared into my costume. Mom or that accountant dude was nowhere to be seen and the room was now filled with normal lighting.

"I'll sit up front as I'm the biggest. You sit with the kids at the back." said dad to mom as we walked towards dad's S-Class Merc.

I groggily looked around to see what 'kids' he was talking about when I saw that same fucking accountant who keeps seeing mom and me in various naughty acts. He was as shocked as I was. The other passenger was going to be that young big tit girl. Both introduced themselves as Tom and Tina.

I sat down behind dad feeling embarrassed by what Tom might know. Tina sat next to me to my left and Tom behind the driver. Mom joined us last having put our old clothes in the boot. Mom got in on the door side pushing me further into the car. With the three of us already sat at the back there was no real room for mom.

"I'll just have to sit on your laps" said mom looking at me sternly.

I knew the look. It meant no funny business. We were all still in costume so my exposed leg touched Tina's. My flaccid cock was well covered by the straw in front by the time mom sat on my lap. This was all very innocent and proper.

The driver started the car and we were off. Dad explained that Tom was his prodigy and was the future of the firm. He mentioned little about Tina except to say that she was going to be dropped off first and was a 30 minute drive away.

We all got relaxed and started to nod off. It must have been about 10 minutes into the drive when I felt Tina's head lean into my shoulder. I noticed mom too had melted into my body and was probably asleep too. It appeared that I was the only one awake at the back. The drive was through rural roads with little or no street lights but occasionally there was illumination into the car. In the dim light I looked sideways at Tina. Like a younger version of mom, she too was a natural beauty and had tit flesh that just wanted to escape the coconut bra.

I adjusted my left hand so that my elbow could feel Tina's side tit-flesh. Both Tina and Tom were out with us smoking weed earlier so they were really out of it now. Mom was snoring lightly too. Feeling bold I reached my left hand and placed it on Tina's leg through her straw. I brought my hand all the way up her side leg. I continued right to the top of her skirt's waist by her hip and felt Tina's thong string.

I felt a stirring in my groin. I decided to push my luck some more. I reached in front of me where mom's back was laying on my body and untied the string that held her coconut bra in place. The coconuts simply dropped on her laps.

Everyone at the back of the car was still fast asleep. Dad appeared to be up occasionally moving around adjusting himself and listening to the soft music on the radio. The driver had his eyes firmly on the road in front.

The way my hand were placed, I couldn't grab Tina's tits - only feel her right boob with the outside of my left hand. I continued playing with her legs but got bored.

Not wanting to waste a good opportunity, I brought both my hands to cup mom's tits for the second time tonight. They appeared heavier now somehow and instantly got my cock to grow. My pecker was squashed by mom's ass and wasn't getting enough blood to it. I lifted mom by lifting her by her ass. This released my cock and I gently carried her back to her resting position. Once my cock had straightened itself underneath mom, it rested nicely in-between her ass groove. With a comfortably growing cock I grabbed both mom's tits again and started massaging it firmly. I tweaked her nipples which were hard and protruded rudely. Enjoying the moment I slid back and forth on the car seat allowing my cock to dry hump what ever straw was in-between us.

Mom stirred which I expected. "What are you doing?" she whispered bringing her hands to mine in an attempt to cover my breasts.

"Same problem mom... I thought I'd take care of it without bothering you. I'm nearly there. I know you've done so much for me tonight and I didn't want to bother you anymore." I said hopefully pressing all the right buttons and sounding all innocent.

"So you thought you'll grope me?" whispered mom reasonably.

"I just wanted to get it over with quickly. I actually tried to wake you up to ask you but you were knocked out." I said trying to play dumb.

Mom relaxed and took stock of the situation. We were in a dark car, no one awake could see us and judging by the night we've already had, there was only one known cure for my problem.

"God, what are you making me do?" said mom in defeat. "I might as well help you I suppose."

Mom lifted herself slightly using the door frame on one side and dad's seat in front, on the other side as support. With mom off my body, my throbbing cock stood to attention. I used my hands to part the straw between her two ass cheeks and clear away any obstruction between my cock and her pussy.

"I can't believe I get to fuck mom again" I thought.

With one final look around the car, Mom brought her hand behind her to find my cock and holding it in place, slowly impaled herself on me. Mom must have been pretty wet as my cock speared through her and entered her velvet glove.

The feeling as always was exquisite, even if it was for the second time tonight. Mom gently bounced up and down on my cock. I would have all of my 9 inches in her at one point and then she would lift herself to about half way up my dick and then fall back again. I kept my hands on her tits massaging them and tweaking her nipples which were hard and erect. Mom's breathing was erratic and she was exhaling deeply.

Dad sensing movement behind him tried to turn his fat self around but was restricted by the seatbelt.

"You up honey?" asked dad softly over the music.

I let go of mom's tits and moved my hands back to my body. If anything that was a stupid thing to do as mom was now sitting topless on me with nothing covering her tits.

"Uhhhhh yeah I'm up. There isn't a lot of space back here and I'm just trying to get comfortable." said mom as she tried to contain her excitement. Up until that point I guess I had been selfish and had not considered mom's feelings or pleasure in all of this. Judging by her breathing, all this was definitely affecting.

Mom moved herself forward so far on the seat that she was almost standing up so that she could hug dad and put her hands around him. I inadvertently moved with her so I was still connected to her. I guess she though by doing this dad wouldn't need to turn around to speak to her and witness the carnal crime scene.

"I love this song" said mom as she hugged dad tighter and actually wiggled her bum a little. The wiggle brought about yet another new sensation to my connected, inexperienced cock. Judging the mood, I held on to mom's hips and proceeded to fuck her. Not violently but certainly with meaningful thrusts and long deep pull backs. I was almost at the edge of my seat in the now roomy car.

Mom kept her upper body composed so dad wouldn't sense my movement. As the fucking progressed, I let go of mom's hips and simply moved my hips to plough into her. Mom was fantastic! I felt shivers of pleasure run up and down my spine because of what Mom was doing to my cock.

Even though the sex was absolutely great, I was very tired. Settling back into my seat, I got another wicked idea.

I reached over to Tina who was still knocked out and pulled her coconut bra over her tits. It was difficult at first as I pulled at the coconut but she stirred a little and that gave way to the string at the back. The string held firm but gave enough slack for me to pull the string above her chest.

Paying no attention to any consequences, I gently grabbed and mauled her tits. They were as firm and supple as mom's tits but with smaller nipples. I felt like the luckiest guy in the world at the moment. Mom who was a 10/10 in anyones book was fucking me while I played with another 10/10 girl's tits in my hands.

The euphoric pre-cum sensation on my body was too much for me and I quickened my fucking with mom. Our naked bodies made loud smacking sounds as we worked toward the inevitable climax of our secret incestuous fucking. She must have realised this too as she moved her ass in circles and changed the angel of her ass to maximise feeling to my cock.

With my mom's encouragement I started to pick up speed as I desperately wanted to give her another huge load. My first climax all over her face was fantastic but now I wanted to experience another cum shot that would at least equal the last.

Looking down at her back glistening with sweat and watching her perfect ass jiggling with every thrust of my cock I knew it wouldn't be long.

Letting go of Tina's tits, I brought my hands to mom's hips again and fucked her roughly while depositing my cream deep into her. Mom held on to dad firmly for support as I attached her from behind. My cock was blistered from all the fucking and rubbing today and the pain coupled with the sheer nirvana of ejaculating was too much for me. I fell back in my seat unable to move. I felt my cock plop out of mom and some errand cum continued spraying out on mom's back and legs. Some cum went on the back of dad's car seat and the floor carpet. I was spent.

I knew sleep from exhaustion was close so I managed to roughly place Tina's bra back covering her tits. Mom laid back on me recovering her coconut bra on her chest and melted into my body also from her exhaustion. Just as my eyes were shutting, I saw Jack through the corner of my eye. His eyes were open and his mouth open in shock. He just stared in mom and my direction in awe and disgust.


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