27-06-2019, 10:14 PM
Adam waited in the living room for the group of men to finish so that the ten-minute break could take place, and then Tube Pong could begin. He was praying that his mom actually went through with her part of the deal. And even if she did, he still had to make the shot, which was no gimme.
Moans came from the kitchen as three of the men in the orgy were finishing on or in the girl that students at Adam's college were beginning to suspect was his girlfriend. Olivia squealed around a cumming Latino cock in her throat as Frank inserted himself into her worn pussy to leave his load. Within five minutes the remaining two men took turns creaming in her ass.
A winded Frank yelled out, "Ten-minute break everyone! Meet by the pool when it's over."
The anxious son had the jitters. There were still so many things that had to go right for his dream to come true. His mom had to have found a way to rig the game in his favor (She had to have tried to do it to begin with). He knew he'd have to make his shot. And then his mom would have to actually go through with it.
The break was ending, and people from all over the house were heading towards the poolroom in the back of the semi-mansion.
Once inside the room with the rest of the guests, the men and the women split up into different groups on the same end of the lap pool. Adam could not see his mother in the hoard of women in skimpy costumes. She was likely towards the back.
The host of the game, the accountant in the Star Trek costume, repeated the same instructions from last week and once again announced the men won the sales contest for the week. The men cheered and stepped towards the direction of the ball bin. The result was no surprise to Christie, Adam, or Frank.
Frank's accountant then walked over to an opaque cover that stretched over the pool and peeled it back away from the water. The order of the tubes was revealed. And just as the hopeful son desired, and what an extorted Christie had earned, Christie's plastic inflated tube was in the front row, dead center.
Not knowing if it was just a strange coincidence or his mom actually followed through, Adam knew that the tube placement meant nothing if his ball wasn't selected first. It then became really important, as he heard men behind him whispering that they wanted to "drain my nuts into that cop's mouth."
The corrupt game host reached into the bin without looking, which didn't matter because he knew where he left Adam S.'s ball. But then disaster struck. When he reached his hand in, he knocked away the ball he was sexually paid to pick.The problem then was that if he looked in the bin, he would be caught cheating since the entire crowd had eyes on him. He also couldn't risk looking suspicious by spending a long time feeling for the slightly deflated water polo ball.
With much shame for not delivering on his promise, he just grabbed a random ball off the top. "Thomas W."
Adam's heart sank. He felt like his entire world was collapsing around him and he lost all hope.
Christie then burst through the group of thirty women with an appalled expression. She stared daggers at the man in charge of the ball selection. He gave a look back of sincere regret, without making it look like he was in communication with a participant.
The furious mom wished she could punish the scrawny man but there was nothing she could do. She couldn't undo her sexual acts with him, though she at least didn't have him inside of her anymore (when she went into the bathroom following her oral with AJ, she cleaned the puddle of vaginal fluid out of her black hot pants along with the accountant's melted cum that slid out of her asshole).
Desperation then filled Christie's heart, as she saw her son standing there with his head hanging down and with a look of abandonment. She knew he was thinking that she purposely decided not to fulfill her part of the deal so she wouldn't have to blow him. All Christie could do was hope that Adam's could be picked and take his shot before other men chose her.
Then, the realization that she would, in actual reality, have to suck her son's penis overwhelmed Christie. Before it was just theoretical, and admittedly, it led to strong arousal, but reality was truly setting in.
Both the rules of the game, and of the party, explicitly said that she would have to perform the oral to completion. The only way she could get out of it was if she explained her relationship with Adam, which would be worse for her life than actually blowing him.
The first man up, Thomas, grabbed his polo ball and peered right at the sexy security officerwoman, who was in front of the group of women. "You're Christie, right?"
Wishing that she could give another answer due to her knowing exactly why he was asking, Christie sighed back, "Yes."
Thomas winked at her in a showboating way as he tossed his yellow ball at her tube. Adam held his breath as the ball hit his mom's tube but then bounced off of it and landed in a tube in the back row."Amy C." The announcer called out. Thomas tried his best to hide his disappointment in respect for the woman who he ended up selecting. They performed the traditional greeting of kissing the prizewinner while touching their privates in some fashion.
Adam, and the accountant, both dodged a bullet on the first ball. Pleading that the next ball would be Adam's, the Kirk-costumed host reached into the bin. Unfortunately, he couldn't feel the deflated ball fast enough and had to choose another again. "David K."
Once again, the man up looked at Christie and aimed for her tube. And once again, it bounced off of hers and went in another. It was clear that almost every man wanted Christie that night with the way she wore her costume. If Adam wasn't chosen soon then all of his, and his mom's work, would have been a waste.
Running out of balls sitting on the top player of the bin, Frank's accountant was optimistic about choosing the ball with Adam's name on it soon.
A downcast expression fell upon Christie's face when the next name was called. "AJ E."It was the same guy she blew the last two days because he was able to toss a bullseye into her tube from thirty feet away. He cockily glanced over at Christie. "After how much I could tell you liked it today, I'll let you have the opportunity again." Some of the men and women laughed and clapped.
Yeah that was because I liked youuuuu, thought the MILF sarcastically.
It was then that Christie opened her eyes to see that the accountant was winking at her and motioning to the ball bin, implying he was able to search for and find Adam's ball secretly.
Regardless of how misinformed AJ was as to why she gave him such incredible head, and regardless that Adam would finally be picked next and she'd likely have to blow him, Christie felt compelled to do something.
A worried Adam watched in disbelief as his mom hurried over to the opposite end of the pool. She looked at AJ and began to plead, "Please make this for me AJ. I know you can do it." She bent over slightly, as she begged with her hands folded, almost in prayer.
The depression inside of the betrayed son was met with frustration and anger. Not only did she not help rig the game for me, but now she's helping this guy win?!
"Well I've never seen begging before," a man in back pointed out humorously. Adam felt even worse.
Adam's spirit was only slightly lifted when he saw that his mother's begging position resulted in her bending over enough to the point where her knotted top barely held in her tits. Nearly all of her firm chest was visible.AJ was ecstatic about the hottest woman at the party begging to suck his dick, but he soon noticed a dilemma. She was standing right in his sightline. He couldn't ask her to move because that would have been rude and would have killed the mood in the room.
As the arrogant, fresh-out-of-college salesman struggled to line up his shot, Adam began to have an idea as to what his mom was actually doing. He put his hand to his face to partially cover his eyes, as he watched a distracted AJ throw his ball. It hit the inner rim of Christie's tube and bounced back towards him into the water. Not only did he hit the tube he wanted to, but also he had to move to the end of the line.
Relief came over Adam and Christie. The happy mom headed back over to the rest of the women, with a skip in her step. As she was about to reach them, she noticed her son's astonished gaze following her. To his excitement, a pumped-up Christie gave her son a subtle wink and thumbs up.
"Adam S." The game host boomed thankfully.
The awestruck son retrieved his ball from the man in the tunic, who whispered, "My mistake," as he took the yellow orb out of his hands. It all finally made sense, and Adam was on top of the world. He couldn't believe the lengths his mom went to in order to ensure he had the opportunity to win a blowjob from her.
As the jittery highcollegeer stood at the edge of the pool, he tried the same breathing techniques to relax himself as he did whenever he was pitching in baseball after giving up a big homerun. His hands became steady and he lined up his toss with the yellow ball, which he realized was deflated. He figured it could only help him, and he decided to throw a shovel pass at his mom's tube.At that moment, rather than fighting them, Christie let her natural feelings take over. She wished under her breath for Adam to make it.
The shot went up and seemed to hang in the air forever. Finally, it hit the inner edge of Christie's water tube in the same spot AJ's did. However, unlike AJ's, Adam's ball died as it hit the buoyant plastic and fell into the center of the tube.
Overcome with joy, the son in orange scrubs stood there speechless. Somebody who wasn't speechless was AJ, who cried out, "That's bullshit!" from the back of the line.
As the rest of the people clapped and cheered, including the men despite their envy, Adam turned towards Christie. The mom, who strained to prevent herself from jumping with joy when her son sunk the shot, took off her sunglasses and put them on the top of her security officer cap. The mother and son stared longingly into each other's eyes, Adam with uncertainty with how the following few moments would unfold, and Christie with a coy smile.
The prizewinner was paralyzed with anxiety as his dream woman approached him, with her long tone thighs, slender body, lively breasts, and sexy mature face. Adam's cock stiffened as he prepared for some form of physical contact, whether it would be the traditional Tube Pong greeting or just a hug.
Christie wasted no time. She walked right up to Adam and pressed her chest into his, as he instinctively wrapped his arms around her lower back simultaneously. The seductive mother, in the same motion, slid her soft but sturdy left hand under the elastic of her son's boxers to grab the trunk of his swelling erection. She then closed her eyes and leaned in for a passionate kiss.
Adam was in heaven. He felt his mom's chest expanding against his, with her nipples hardening as she held his erection and gently massaged the sensitive underside flesh with her thumb. Christie even went as far as slipping a little bit of her moist pink tongue into her son's dry mouth.
The kiss, that lasted much longer than most, received thunderous applause and cheers as the couple ended the embrace. Adam and Christie then stood there in erotic bliss, with their foreheads pressed against each other's.Christie then moved her head back and leaned into her son's ear to whisper seductively, "Well I think I owe you your prize now." As her mouth pulled away from Adam's ear, she noticed the accountant watching, while nodding his head in agreement with what was happening. Christie winked to him as a thank you for the things she did for him not going to complete waste.
The blonde mom, in the drop-dead sexy outfit, looked back at her son to see his reaction. She saw a dreamy trance of pure desire, as she stared into his wide eyes. His lips moved again in a way that suggested he wanted another kiss. The loving mother happily obliged and she planted her lips back on Adam's for a brief kiss. To her surprise, a lustful Adam took the opportunity to slide a bit of his tongue between his mother's unopened lips.
Thankful that her son shared her passion, but still somewhat conscious of not wanting to hold up the game for others, Christie rewarded the bold teenager by quickly darting her tongue out and massaged his sensually before pulling away. She then leaned in to provocatively whisper again, "If you follow me into the other room right now, the next time I do that it'll be on your dick."
A dazed Adam took the hand offered to him and he trailed his mom's gyrating booty out of the poolroom.
****
Things were going even better than in the dozens of dreams Adam had about that moment over the last couple days. He followed his mom's guiding hand into the main living room, where the two men, who barely missed Christie's tube, were being sucked off by other women.
Christie walked her son right up to a white cushioned chair near the coffee table, in the middle of the room. She stopped short and turned towards him. No longer acting based on careful thought, just on pure sexual adrenaline, the racy cop placed her hand on the center of the inmate's chest and lightly pushed him into the comfy chair.
Finally coming to terms with the fact that he was going to get a blowjob from his mom, Adam smiled widely. Christie could notice her son's growing comfort, and it made her feel even more confident in what she was doing. She was still standing, as she and her son looked into each other's eyes once again.
Moans came from the kitchen as three of the men in the orgy were finishing on or in the girl that students at Adam's college were beginning to suspect was his girlfriend. Olivia squealed around a cumming Latino cock in her throat as Frank inserted himself into her worn pussy to leave his load. Within five minutes the remaining two men took turns creaming in her ass.
A winded Frank yelled out, "Ten-minute break everyone! Meet by the pool when it's over."
The anxious son had the jitters. There were still so many things that had to go right for his dream to come true. His mom had to have found a way to rig the game in his favor (She had to have tried to do it to begin with). He knew he'd have to make his shot. And then his mom would have to actually go through with it.
The break was ending, and people from all over the house were heading towards the poolroom in the back of the semi-mansion.
Once inside the room with the rest of the guests, the men and the women split up into different groups on the same end of the lap pool. Adam could not see his mother in the hoard of women in skimpy costumes. She was likely towards the back.
The host of the game, the accountant in the Star Trek costume, repeated the same instructions from last week and once again announced the men won the sales contest for the week. The men cheered and stepped towards the direction of the ball bin. The result was no surprise to Christie, Adam, or Frank.
Frank's accountant then walked over to an opaque cover that stretched over the pool and peeled it back away from the water. The order of the tubes was revealed. And just as the hopeful son desired, and what an extorted Christie had earned, Christie's plastic inflated tube was in the front row, dead center.
Not knowing if it was just a strange coincidence or his mom actually followed through, Adam knew that the tube placement meant nothing if his ball wasn't selected first. It then became really important, as he heard men behind him whispering that they wanted to "drain my nuts into that cop's mouth."
The corrupt game host reached into the bin without looking, which didn't matter because he knew where he left Adam S.'s ball. But then disaster struck. When he reached his hand in, he knocked away the ball he was sexually paid to pick.The problem then was that if he looked in the bin, he would be caught cheating since the entire crowd had eyes on him. He also couldn't risk looking suspicious by spending a long time feeling for the slightly deflated water polo ball.
With much shame for not delivering on his promise, he just grabbed a random ball off the top. "Thomas W."
Adam's heart sank. He felt like his entire world was collapsing around him and he lost all hope.
Christie then burst through the group of thirty women with an appalled expression. She stared daggers at the man in charge of the ball selection. He gave a look back of sincere regret, without making it look like he was in communication with a participant.
The furious mom wished she could punish the scrawny man but there was nothing she could do. She couldn't undo her sexual acts with him, though she at least didn't have him inside of her anymore (when she went into the bathroom following her oral with AJ, she cleaned the puddle of vaginal fluid out of her black hot pants along with the accountant's melted cum that slid out of her asshole).
Desperation then filled Christie's heart, as she saw her son standing there with his head hanging down and with a look of abandonment. She knew he was thinking that she purposely decided not to fulfill her part of the deal so she wouldn't have to blow him. All Christie could do was hope that Adam's could be picked and take his shot before other men chose her.
Then, the realization that she would, in actual reality, have to suck her son's penis overwhelmed Christie. Before it was just theoretical, and admittedly, it led to strong arousal, but reality was truly setting in.
Both the rules of the game, and of the party, explicitly said that she would have to perform the oral to completion. The only way she could get out of it was if she explained her relationship with Adam, which would be worse for her life than actually blowing him.
The first man up, Thomas, grabbed his polo ball and peered right at the sexy security officerwoman, who was in front of the group of women. "You're Christie, right?"
Wishing that she could give another answer due to her knowing exactly why he was asking, Christie sighed back, "Yes."
Thomas winked at her in a showboating way as he tossed his yellow ball at her tube. Adam held his breath as the ball hit his mom's tube but then bounced off of it and landed in a tube in the back row."Amy C." The announcer called out. Thomas tried his best to hide his disappointment in respect for the woman who he ended up selecting. They performed the traditional greeting of kissing the prizewinner while touching their privates in some fashion.
Adam, and the accountant, both dodged a bullet on the first ball. Pleading that the next ball would be Adam's, the Kirk-costumed host reached into the bin. Unfortunately, he couldn't feel the deflated ball fast enough and had to choose another again. "David K."
Once again, the man up looked at Christie and aimed for her tube. And once again, it bounced off of hers and went in another. It was clear that almost every man wanted Christie that night with the way she wore her costume. If Adam wasn't chosen soon then all of his, and his mom's work, would have been a waste.
Running out of balls sitting on the top player of the bin, Frank's accountant was optimistic about choosing the ball with Adam's name on it soon.
A downcast expression fell upon Christie's face when the next name was called. "AJ E."It was the same guy she blew the last two days because he was able to toss a bullseye into her tube from thirty feet away. He cockily glanced over at Christie. "After how much I could tell you liked it today, I'll let you have the opportunity again." Some of the men and women laughed and clapped.
Yeah that was because I liked youuuuu, thought the MILF sarcastically.
It was then that Christie opened her eyes to see that the accountant was winking at her and motioning to the ball bin, implying he was able to search for and find Adam's ball secretly.
Regardless of how misinformed AJ was as to why she gave him such incredible head, and regardless that Adam would finally be picked next and she'd likely have to blow him, Christie felt compelled to do something.
A worried Adam watched in disbelief as his mom hurried over to the opposite end of the pool. She looked at AJ and began to plead, "Please make this for me AJ. I know you can do it." She bent over slightly, as she begged with her hands folded, almost in prayer.
The depression inside of the betrayed son was met with frustration and anger. Not only did she not help rig the game for me, but now she's helping this guy win?!
"Well I've never seen begging before," a man in back pointed out humorously. Adam felt even worse.
Adam's spirit was only slightly lifted when he saw that his mother's begging position resulted in her bending over enough to the point where her knotted top barely held in her tits. Nearly all of her firm chest was visible.AJ was ecstatic about the hottest woman at the party begging to suck his dick, but he soon noticed a dilemma. She was standing right in his sightline. He couldn't ask her to move because that would have been rude and would have killed the mood in the room.
As the arrogant, fresh-out-of-college salesman struggled to line up his shot, Adam began to have an idea as to what his mom was actually doing. He put his hand to his face to partially cover his eyes, as he watched a distracted AJ throw his ball. It hit the inner rim of Christie's tube and bounced back towards him into the water. Not only did he hit the tube he wanted to, but also he had to move to the end of the line.
Relief came over Adam and Christie. The happy mom headed back over to the rest of the women, with a skip in her step. As she was about to reach them, she noticed her son's astonished gaze following her. To his excitement, a pumped-up Christie gave her son a subtle wink and thumbs up.
"Adam S." The game host boomed thankfully.
The awestruck son retrieved his ball from the man in the tunic, who whispered, "My mistake," as he took the yellow orb out of his hands. It all finally made sense, and Adam was on top of the world. He couldn't believe the lengths his mom went to in order to ensure he had the opportunity to win a blowjob from her.
As the jittery highcollegeer stood at the edge of the pool, he tried the same breathing techniques to relax himself as he did whenever he was pitching in baseball after giving up a big homerun. His hands became steady and he lined up his toss with the yellow ball, which he realized was deflated. He figured it could only help him, and he decided to throw a shovel pass at his mom's tube.At that moment, rather than fighting them, Christie let her natural feelings take over. She wished under her breath for Adam to make it.
The shot went up and seemed to hang in the air forever. Finally, it hit the inner edge of Christie's water tube in the same spot AJ's did. However, unlike AJ's, Adam's ball died as it hit the buoyant plastic and fell into the center of the tube.
Overcome with joy, the son in orange scrubs stood there speechless. Somebody who wasn't speechless was AJ, who cried out, "That's bullshit!" from the back of the line.
As the rest of the people clapped and cheered, including the men despite their envy, Adam turned towards Christie. The mom, who strained to prevent herself from jumping with joy when her son sunk the shot, took off her sunglasses and put them on the top of her security officer cap. The mother and son stared longingly into each other's eyes, Adam with uncertainty with how the following few moments would unfold, and Christie with a coy smile.
The prizewinner was paralyzed with anxiety as his dream woman approached him, with her long tone thighs, slender body, lively breasts, and sexy mature face. Adam's cock stiffened as he prepared for some form of physical contact, whether it would be the traditional Tube Pong greeting or just a hug.
Christie wasted no time. She walked right up to Adam and pressed her chest into his, as he instinctively wrapped his arms around her lower back simultaneously. The seductive mother, in the same motion, slid her soft but sturdy left hand under the elastic of her son's boxers to grab the trunk of his swelling erection. She then closed her eyes and leaned in for a passionate kiss.
Adam was in heaven. He felt his mom's chest expanding against his, with her nipples hardening as she held his erection and gently massaged the sensitive underside flesh with her thumb. Christie even went as far as slipping a little bit of her moist pink tongue into her son's dry mouth.
The kiss, that lasted much longer than most, received thunderous applause and cheers as the couple ended the embrace. Adam and Christie then stood there in erotic bliss, with their foreheads pressed against each other's.Christie then moved her head back and leaned into her son's ear to whisper seductively, "Well I think I owe you your prize now." As her mouth pulled away from Adam's ear, she noticed the accountant watching, while nodding his head in agreement with what was happening. Christie winked to him as a thank you for the things she did for him not going to complete waste.
The blonde mom, in the drop-dead sexy outfit, looked back at her son to see his reaction. She saw a dreamy trance of pure desire, as she stared into his wide eyes. His lips moved again in a way that suggested he wanted another kiss. The loving mother happily obliged and she planted her lips back on Adam's for a brief kiss. To her surprise, a lustful Adam took the opportunity to slide a bit of his tongue between his mother's unopened lips.
Thankful that her son shared her passion, but still somewhat conscious of not wanting to hold up the game for others, Christie rewarded the bold teenager by quickly darting her tongue out and massaged his sensually before pulling away. She then leaned in to provocatively whisper again, "If you follow me into the other room right now, the next time I do that it'll be on your dick."
A dazed Adam took the hand offered to him and he trailed his mom's gyrating booty out of the poolroom.
****
Things were going even better than in the dozens of dreams Adam had about that moment over the last couple days. He followed his mom's guiding hand into the main living room, where the two men, who barely missed Christie's tube, were being sucked off by other women.
Christie walked her son right up to a white cushioned chair near the coffee table, in the middle of the room. She stopped short and turned towards him. No longer acting based on careful thought, just on pure sexual adrenaline, the racy cop placed her hand on the center of the inmate's chest and lightly pushed him into the comfy chair.
Finally coming to terms with the fact that he was going to get a blowjob from his mom, Adam smiled widely. Christie could notice her son's growing comfort, and it made her feel even more confident in what she was doing. She was still standing, as she and her son looked into each other's eyes once again.
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