Mom's office party

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"So how's the new job going, Honey?"

"Well, let's just say it's an interesting work environment."

Adam zoned out from the conversation at the kitchen table between his dad and his mom. His mind was turning to something else, something that had been captivating his full attention for the last few weeks.

The high school baseball star had recently begun seeing a girl at school who, until the current semester, had gone unnoticed. She wasn't a popular girl nor did she hang out with the popular crowd. The brunette was actually a 19 year old who had been held back from graduating after failing too many classes her senior year.

Despite her nerdy glasses and alternative sense of fashion, which was likely the reason she was a bit of a loner and nearly invisible, the young woman, Olivia, had an amazing body. But what really attracted Adam to her was the way she used her body.

Olivia was the kinkiest partner Adam ever had. It was apparent from the first time he met her at a party a little over a month ago. At the party celebrating the end of the baseball season, Adam was walking tipsily with his Hawaiian shirt unbuttoned through the masses of his peers who were holding red plastic cups. He was looking for a bathroom so he could finally release his full bladder.

He pushed open door after door in the main hallway hoping to find a toilet. Of course the room that he recognized as the bathroom due to a sliver of its tile peeking out from under the threshold of a closed door was in use. So, the lean but muscularly toned student athlete, moved on to see if there was another toilet in the same hallway.

It was when he pushed open the next door when he first saw Olivia. With a lower level of consciousness, Adam barged into a room in a quiet part of the back hallway. When he stumbled into the room he realized it was just another bedroom; however, there was somebody in the room. A girl donning a t-shirt cartoon cat and thick-rimmed glasses was laying on the bed with her mobile phone to her ear in one hand and her other hand in between her thighs.

Adam stared as blood flowed to the tip of his penis as he watched the slightly older female masturbate and moan. Olivia then sensed the presence of another person in the room. She didn't panic though. She just slowly pulled her right hand out from under the waistband of her jeans and said subtly into her phone, "Frank, I'll call you back."
Olivia brushed her hair back that had a slight amount of sweat on it. She placed her phone on the bed to the side of her and scanned her eyes up and down Adam's athletic body.



"Can I help you?" Olivia asked as she climbed off of the bed and made her way over to Adam.



Recognizing he was interrupting something personal, the turned-on 18 year old responded in his drunkenness, "Sorry. I'm so sorry. I was just looking for a place to pee. I didn't mean to stop your conversation."



Olivia laughed, "It's okay, Sweetie. You know there's a bathroom down the hallway?"



"Yeah, it's in use though."



"Oh," the attractive loner smiled as she placed her left hand gently on Adam's exposed chest, "well I actually know of another place where you can go."



Curious as to why she was seductively touching him before pointing him towards another bathroom, the antsy teenager pleaded, "Well where's that?"



"On me," Olivia whispered as she slowly dropped to her knees and reached out to unzipper the fly in Adam's jeans.



He couldn't believe what was happening but he was still a little turned on from watching Olivia masturbate on the bed.



"Are you serious? You actually want me to pee on you?" There was a tone of incredulousness in Adam's voice.



"Well you really need to pee and I want to see the dick from that hot body of yours shoot warm liquid all over me. Don't think I can't see that half chub constrained in your jeans."



A blushing Adam quickly reached back and shut the door behind him so nobody wandering in the halls could hear the conversation. "I don't know if I can do this. I've never done anything like this before."


"Well let's see if I can make this easier for you, Sweetie." Olivia crossed her arms and gripped the bottom of the front of her shirt before slowly sliding it off of her head. Her large tits jiggled as they bounced back to her chest in her black lace bra.
"Holy shit!" Adam gasped lowly. More blood flowed to his shaft as he removed his snake from his boxers. He then stood there hesitantly with his semi-erect cock in his hand just a foot away from the kneeling Olivia.



"That's certainly a nice fuckstick," encouraged the seductive highschooler. "Let's see what it can do!"



After another moment of hesitation and a desperate need to urinate due to his many beers, Adam aimed his tip and asked, "Where do you want it do go?"



With a coy smirk Olivia looked the stranger in the eyes and said, "Anywhere and everywhere."



"But you have clothes on?"



"I'll just take fresh ones from a closet in this bedroom afterwards," she winked.



Shrugging, Adam then began to blast light yellow liquid all over the kneeling girl. As he peed, for what seemed like minutes, Adam couldn't believe what he was doing. He could only imagine what his friends would say if they saw what was going on.



Finally, his bladder was empty and he examined the young woman on her knees in front of him. Her face, beautiful breasts, and stomach were glistening with moisture. The front of her jeans from her lap to her knees were dark blue with soaked-in urine.



"That was... intense," moaned Olivia. "Thanks for that, Cutie. Most men are too afraid to do anything like that."



Adam's cock then bolted up to a full erection at the sight of his work on the sexy girl. He gulped dryly, "Well you're pretty hot. It was too hard to refuse."



"I like you..."



Taking the hint, the panting boy filled in the blank, "Adam!"



"Adam," she repeated. "I'm Olivia. And I definitely like that cock of yours and what you do with it. And I can see it's excited, " she teased.


Seeing his pink tip pointing towards his face as he looked down, an embarrassed Adam apologized, "Oh I'm sorry about that. It kind of has a mind of its own."

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The urine-soaked girl quickly assured, "Adam, when you're with me you never have to be sorry about getting a boner. The only thing that would make me upset is not putting it to work." Olivia took Adam's shaft into her mouth.

That began a kinky erotic sex life that, beforehand, Adam could have never imagined. Luckily for the young lover, Olivia was able to come over to play every Friday night. It was nice to have sex in some place other than the school bathroom or a public park over the weekends.

Ever since his mother started her new job as middle management at a local independent insurance agency, she had been going out Friday evenings after work with some of her colleagues. That gave Adam the ability to invite Olivia over since his dad always went to bed early on Fridays so he could function during his morning shift at the power plant on Saturday mornings.

It was Friday evening and Adam's mom, Christie, was about to go out for the night and his dad, Walter, was eating a light dinner so he could go to sleep soon afterwards. Excited by what Olivia had planned for the night, Adam barely touched his food.

"Great dinner, Honey," congratulated Walter.
Thank you! Well, if everyone is done, I will get going soon. I'm meeting the girls from the office at a bar tonight, should be fun."



"Adam, what do you have planned for the night?" His father inquired.



The son answered a bit too quickly, "Homework." He then got up from the table, put his dishes in the sink, and walked towards his room.



It was 8p.m. and an anxious Adam stared through a crack in his door into the hallway. He was awaiting the newly familiar sight of his mom leaving her bedroom and going out the front door so that he could then tell Olivia she could come over.



Within minutes, the high school senior watched his mom quietly walk out of her room as to not wake Walter. For some reason, as with every other Friday night, she had a small gym bag with her in addition to her purse. Deciding not to look too much into it, Adam texted his kinky sex partner to give her the green light.


After a night of crazy sex that started off with them watching a porno together in the living room and ended with Adam tugging on Olivia's hair as he shot his cum deep inside of her pussy as a large dildo filled her ass, it was time for Olivia to leave since Christie would be home soon.
Olivia had never met anyone in Adam's family and they liked it that way since it was more fun to sneak around. Around 1a.m. they heard a car pull into the driveway. Olivia had stayed way longer than usual. Before leaving from the back door to run to her car parked the next block over, the erotic girl kissed her favorite toy and began to ask, "Adam, I think at this point we are comfortable enough with each other where we can tell each other anything and aren't afraid of knowing what the other person wants to do sexually, right?"



"Yeah. I'd like to think so. Why are you asking me this?" A skeptical Adam tilted his head at his partner.



"Well, I wanted to wait 'til we were in person before asking to go with me to this thing I used to go to before I started seeing you."



Not sure what Olivia was hinting at, Adam hesitantly asked her to continue more about the "thing" as they walked towards the sliding glass door leading to the backyard.



"Well, it's this party-"



Just then they heard metal keys unlock the deadbolt on the front door.


"I'll tell you later, Sweetie!" The young pair kissed and Olivia ran into the darkness of the backyard as Adam quickly slid the door shut. He then hid around the corner of the wall to the living room as his mom entered the house.

With adrenaline pumping through his body, the young teenager did not want his mom to see him. Even though Olivia was gone he knew his mom would be able to tell something fishy was going on with him, because she seemed to always be able to tell.



However, when Adam peered around the corner and saw his mom walk through the front door, he was the one who detected something fishy. It was very odd. He saw the blonde hair of his mother hanging down to her shoulder blades instead of in a bun like it usually was and like it was when she left. The black mascara seemed to be the same but her beautifully mature yet strong face had an element of red lipstick. She must have put it on in the car but it was also slightly smudged. The spying son also noticed the most salient thing- his mom was wearing the same long coat she usually wore when she went out, but unlike when she left, there was no shirt underneath. Between the gap in the top part of her coat where there were no buttons, Adam saw a sexy bright red pushup bra holding up two large but firm breasts. His mouth went dry.


He continued to cautiously peer around the corner as he watched his oddly behaving mother tiptoe over to her room. It then became apparent that the skinny blue jeans she was wearing when she went out were no longer on her body. Adam watched the movement of her creamy smooth thighs as she moved towards her room.

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Not knowing whether his mom was having an affair or got caught up in some weird game at the bar, the mesmerized son didn't care. He was just thankful he just saw what he considered to be the sexiest woman he ever saw in his life. How had he not noticed her in that way before?

Over the course of the week, Adam went about his life as if nothing had changed. But deep down his mind was still reeling from the sight of last Friday night. Every night he would masturbate to the image of his mom in her long coat and red bra. He would ejaculate whatever was in his loins that he did not already put into Olivia earlier in the day.

The week went by slowly as if a form of torture. Normally the horny highschooler was excited about seeing Olivia, but that Friday he was also excited about having the opportunity to hide in the living room again and maybe get to see his mom in a similar situation.
Finally, it was Friday night again. Once again the peeping son stared through the crack in his door to watch his mom walk towards the door in the same clothes she was wearing during dinner. She was in another pair of tight blue jeans and a blouse with her blonde hair in a bun. She had the face stereotypical of a female manager- a bit hard but attractive enough where some of the jealous men in the office blamed her looks as the only reason for her promotion. And once again she had the small bag with her. Looking closely it appeared to be full of clothing items and it seemed like a long heel was pressing against the material of the stretched bag. Adam began to ogle at the way his mom's round butt cheeks moved in her light jeans. His hand reached down and began to further stimulate his growing erection in his mesh shorts.



Olivia was in the house within 20 minutes. Adam was already primed to go and it didn't take long before he was replacing Olivia's glasses with a blindfold and lining her asshole with lubricant.


"Wow, you're moving fast. Someone was excited to see me tonight."
With his 6-inch rod buried in his classmate's anal cavity, Adam was getting closer and closer to climax. The difference was that he was not looking at Olivia; rather, he had his eyes closed and was imagining yanking down his mother's jeans and fucking her gorgeous booty as his hands squeezed her chest from behind. Olivia's hole was loaded with Adam's warm jizz and they both collapsed onto the ground.



"That was amazing, Sweetie," groaned Olivia dreamingly.



They laid there for a while as a surprised son contemplated the meaning of what he just did.



The night moved on and Olivia knew she had to leave soon or risk cutting it close like it was last week. It was then that both Adam and her remembered that she needed to finish her proposal from last week.



Olivia ran her fingers through her sex partner's short light-brown hair. "Adam, do you remember what I was about to ask you last week?"


"Yeah, I was just about to ask you about that. You said you wanted to ask me in person- about the 'thing'".
Right, right," Olivia continued, "Well, as I was saying, we've been doing this for a while and are very comfortable with each other. I don't think we should be afraid to show each other our most sexual sides and be willing to explore together more." She sat there nervous about the reaction of the man lying on the living room carpet next to her.



Thinking about the implications, Adam's first thought went to the idea of his attraction to his mom. Though Olivia was likely not hinting to anything close to that, he conceded that he, too, had more desires than what were being fulfilled by their relationship. "Yeah, I suppose so. I guess it would be a good idea to explore more. I've always been down for whatever with you."



Olivia beamed, "I'm really happy to hear you say that. The reason I am asking, as I said earlier, is I used to go to this thingbefore I started having fun with you. That thing was actually kind of a sex party..."



"What?!" Adam was surprised but he couldn't be shocked. The first time they had sex, they were strangers. "What exactly do you mean? How did you even get involved in that?"



"Are you upset?" She needed assurance before delving into any more details.


"No, I'm just surprised that you were involved in something like that at this age."

"Well, it started because on my 18thbirthday I went to a dance club with friends and I ended up getting involved with an older man. He was a wealthy businessman so I was kind of turned on by the idea of him wanting me. He was really kinky and taught



me a lot of things. He was the one having phone sex with me at the party when we first met."



"Ohhhh..." Adam had always been curious about that but never asked.



"Yeah," Olivia continued, "so anyway, he owns a massive house off of Main Street and he actually throws sex parties there every week. Most of the people are older though. I'm not exactly sure how he knows them, but they seem to all know each other from outside the party. I think I was the only one there that didn't know everyone else. I tried not to ask too many questions."


Adam's head was racing as he tried to digest the information. "Well do you still see this guy? I mean we have never talked about being exclusive or anything. I don't really care too much but I'm interested in knowing. And what the hell were you doing at these parties? Was it just a giant orgy?"

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I have mainly just been talking to him on the phone because I have been spending most of my time with you. I actually stopped seeing him specifically once he started bringing me to the parties. I kind of started doing things with other men at the parties. And no, it's not a giant orgy," Olivia snickered, "it's a really fun themed party with drinks and sex games. There are some random hookups and group sex but it's a really fun exciting party. The older guy, Frank, has been texting me lately saying he and some of the other guys missed me."

"Wow, that's a lot to take in at once," breathed the boy in awe.

Quick to get him to see things her way, Olivia added, "We will be hooking up there for sure and there are plenty of other women there- women who know even more than me."

"I find that hard to believe that women know what they're doing more than you," he complimented.

"Well thanks, but I'm serious. You will have a blast there. Normally outsiders aren't invited but I told Frank I would come back only if I could bring a guest so he agreed."

"Thank you. But what if none of the women want to hook up with me and I end up sitting there the whole time watching you do things with other men?"
"Oh it would never happen that way. First of all, you're young and attractive so there



are many women there who will want to play with you. Secondly, they will have to. Before everyone who is involved can go to the sex party, they have to be willing to have sex with anybody there of the opposite sex. They play games that determine who does what things with who. It's a ton of excitement and nobody is left out."



Adam was thinking that it seemed too good to be true. He was still unsure but he saw the desire in Olivia's eyes. He knew if he didn't allow her to follow her fantasies that he would lose her. "Okay, I'll go with you."



"Great! I'll text you the details next week."



"Cool. Now you better get out of here before my mom catches us," Adam voiced half jokingly, half seriously.


They kissed and Olivia left. Adam checked the time and saw it was 12:45. His stunning mom could be home at anytime. He just hoped she would come home like she did last time so he could get the chance to see her again in clothing that no mother should be walking into the house wearing.Positioned in the same great viewing angle that he was last time behind the corner of the living room wall, Adam watched the clock in anticipation. Ten minutes later he heard a car door shut. His heart was racing as he stood there peering at the front door. The sound of keys scraping the lock filled the quiet house.



The waiting was about to pay off. The door opened and Adam's jaw dropped. Once again his mom's hair was hanging down and she had on the long coat. Things were different though. Christie was wearing a dark blue plaid skirt that climbed way up the thigh. Underneath of her completely unbuttoned coat was a white blouse that was only buttoned half way up, exposing her cleavage in her matching plaid bra. Adam's forehead started to heat up.


Below the 41-year-old mother's miniskirt was a set of tall high heels that sculpted her legs. The lustful son began to rub his shaft from behind the wall. He almost lost it as his hot mom bent over to take off her heels so she could walk into her bedroom and not wake her sleeping husband. She must be stripping for extra money!

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The next week went along just like the last. Olivia and Adam continued to have sex in the school bathroom during classes. Olivia joked that if she kept skipping class to have crazy sex with Adam that she'd get held back again.

Then, on Wednesday night, Olivia sent her partner in sexual adventure a text about the party they talked about. It read: Hey, so I'll pick you up for the party at 8:30 on Friday (I always like to be fashionably late so I don't look eager). Wear your yellow baseball pants and a yellow shirt. Try to find some cheap yellow shoes if you don't have any. The theme is colors and everyone has to dress head to toe in one. I'm wearing all white and you should wear yellow to stand out! See you in the bathroom tomorrow during 3rd period ;).

Initially excited about the sex party, Adam imagined showing up in all yellow and going there and seeing all the adults having careless sex in all the different colors. He imagined women in different colors sucking his dick and riding on his cock. His fantasizing then turned sour. He realized that because he would be out Friday night he would miss his mom returning home. But he figured he could do that any week, and he wanted that Friday to be something different and fun.

Adam walked through his backyard to the next block over to meet Olivia in her car a little after 8:30 on Friday. He was able to find an old pair of yellow shoes he had that he was able to squeeze into, albeit a little uncomfortably. Going the extra mile, he purchased a pair of yellow-framed glasses without lenses at the dollar store.

When he got into the car he looked over at Olivia in the driver's seat. She was a bombshell. She had white eyeglasses (though she needed hers), a sheer low-cut white shirt that was a few sizes too small, a white pushup bra, and sheer white leggings through which Adam could see her white thong. He wanted to fuck her right there in the car and Olivia knew it.

"You're going to have to wait until we get to the party," she teased.

They parked far away on the side of the street since the long driveway was overflowing with vehicles. It was a big party. The woman in white and man in yellow stepped out of the car and walked towards the door.

Getting closer, Adam noticed how truly big the house was. It wasn't quite a mansion but it was close. Olivia grabbed the metal knocker, which was stylized to be the nose ring of a bull. She knocked in a specific pattern and then the large wooden door opened. It was like stepping into a fantasyland.
The greeter at the door was dressed in a sky blue top hat with a sky blue suit. He took down their names and let them in. Adam stayed near Olivia while he got adjusted.



"Stay close to me but don't tell people we're together. People don't like to think relationships are closed here because they like everything to be open," instructed the 19-year-old frequent visitor.



Adam nodded in agreement. Then the pair turned simultaneously when they heard the shout, "Olivia!"



"Frank!"



The older man was of average looks but had a solid yet not tone frame. His hair was brown with a touch of silver that went well with his black outfit. And he had a commanding face. Olivia briskly walked towards him and into his arms. They hugged and he kissed her lightly near the lips.



"I missed you a lot. So who's your friend? He must be pretty special if you made me break my 'no male outsiders' rule to let him in."



Adam felt privileged.



"This is my friend Adam. We've been having a lot of fun lately. We've been doing some of the things you taught me."



Like a master proud of his student, Frank glanced at Adam, "Well what a lucky man." He looked back at Olivia with a smirk, "Though I hope you aren't settling down on me."



His old lover giggled, "No, of course not. Adam and I are both here to try new things with other people."



"Well I'm glad to hear that."



"I see you're still wearing all black. Even at a party you still have to look professional," commented Olivia noticing his black dress shirt and pants.



"I know. I just can't help looking like a boss can I? Well go have fun you two. The first game will begin soon."



Olivia turned to walk away but Adam held up for a moment, "Frank, first of all thank you for letting me in."



"You're very welcome, Adam."



"Secondly, what exactly do you mean by a 'male outsider'? Like I can see how I'm an outsider because I don't know anyone, but what does someone being called an 'insider' imply?"



"I've actually always wondered that, too," chimed the girl in white.


"Oh, excellent question. I'm surprised you haven't figured it out, Olivia," Frank replied. "Most of the people here are my employees."
What?! Are you serious? That's incredible," exclaimed a mind-blown Adam.



"Yeah, it's pretty good for company bonding," quipped the laughing boss. "But, yeah, it all started a few years ago when I caught five of my employees having an orgy in the storage room of our building. They were afraid I'd fire them, but then one of the women pulled my pants down and started sucking. I got sucked in and the sex parties just grew and grew. Of course we can't have them in the building, so I moved them into the house."



Olivia and Adam were enthralled by the tale. "But how are this many people in your company alone into this type of thing. I imagine at least half of them are married," questioned Olivia.



"Oh, of course, not all employees partake. Just about half of them do. Most would have never dreamed of doing something like this but me, as well as a few senior employees who I trust, monitor which employees would probably end up enjoying it, even if there is some hesitation at first. The only way someone would say no to the boss is if they are morally against this. We are always able to avoid those people finding out."



Looking around the first floor, Adam determined that there were at least 50 people at the party. They were of various ages but most were between 30 and 55. There were a couple people that looked like they were just out of college.



Just about every color was represented and people had a different way of showing it. One chubbier woman in red had on a red body stocking and a red wig. A younger sexy woman had her whole body painted in light green with green tassels covering her nipples.



Looking at the breasts of the women and noticing the bulges on all the men, it was obvious everyone was turned on. Despite this there wasn't too much fucking. There was a man in silver and a woman in pink fucking on a couch in a side room and that was it.



Going back to Frank and not trying to offend his party, Adam said, "Hey, I'm surprised more people aren't fucking."



"Well that's because nobody is supposed to be fucking yet. No sex is allowed until 10 and everybody is comfortable."



Adam decided not to tell on the couple he saw in the other room.



"Speaking of that," interjected Frank, "It's almost 10 now. It's kind of ceremonial that I get to choose the first sex partner. Oh, the perks of being the boss... All of the women are more than happy to oblige when I ask." Frank grinned.


The first floor was well lit for a sex party. The newcomer figured it was just a sign of how comfortable everybody was with what they were doing. Frank whistled and everybody stopped what they were doing and looked at him.

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"It's 9:30! Time for free play!" The crowd of colors cheered.

Men and women proceeded to try to close the deal with the people they were flirting with for the first two hours. Some were successful and others got politely rejected. It was free play, not a game, so sex was just optional with whomever people wanted.

Some people left the room following each other, some people stayed in the room, some men whipped out their packages in the middle of the room while women happily went to their knees, one woman in tight yellow clothing spread her legs on the coffee table while a man in blue ate her out.

A sense of panic came over Adam as he ran his fingers through his light-brown hair. His muscles clinched in discomfort. It seemed most people were having sex but he wasn't and Olivia was nowhere to be found.

With a look of curiosity Adam looked back at Frank. He was just standing there looking around the room like a hunter. "I thought you started the sex party and got first choice."

"I do. I know who I'm going to do and I know what I want to do with her. I just have to find her."

Attempting not to sound pessimistic and kill the vibe, the highschooler asked, "Well what if another man gets to her first and she agrees?"

With a mischievous grin and shake of the head Frank responded, "If I ask any guy to cut in he's going to let me. What's he going to do, say no to the boss. If he did, I wouldn't do anything about it because that would be unethical, but he doesn't know I wouldn't do anything."

"There!" Frank pointed across the room at a woman in purple. An Asian man in gold was currently eating her out.

The 18 year old watched the boss in black stride across the room and tap on the shoulder of the man in gold. "Mind if I cut in?"

"No. Of course, sir," respectfully conceded the employee. Though, when he walked away, he seemed upset.

As Adam watched the situation in front of him unfold, he felt a finger poke his back. He turned around with instant relief. It was Olivia.

"There you are, Sweetie. I'm glad I found you. I saw how badly you wanted me in the car. I figured you could fuck me now just to get warmed up." She winked.

"Absolutely," a relieved Adam replied. "Let's do it right here in the middle of this room."

"That's the spirit." Olivia pulled off her top and slid down her tight white leggings.

She noticed Adam staring at a gob of white liquid clinging to the top of her white bra.



"Is that what I think it is?"



"Yeah," winced Olivia with a jokingly guilty face. "I ran into an old friend. I knew he wouldn't last long in my mouth. I figured I'd take care of him earlier in the night."



Adam shrugged, "Fair enough. I think it's time my dick goes inside of you, but I promise to last a little longer and finish somewhere much more intimate."



The pair that carpooled together had intense intercourse in the middle of the main room of the house. Olivia laid on her back while Adam thrusted ferociously into her.



A little self-conscious to see if anybody was staring at them oddly, Adam rotated his gaze around the visible area. He ended up making eye contact with Frank. He could see Frank's side profile as he was in the kitchen with the woman in purple. He was sitting in an armless chair and the woman in purple with blonde hair was riding on his lap.



While in the midst of satisfying Olivia, Adam continued to look up at Frank and the woman he was with. He could see why Frank wanted her. Her sizable chest was held up perfectly in a bright purple corset. Her body was in shape and she was wearing bright purple panties that wrapped around her ass. There was a hint of sparkling people eye shadow and lipstick.



Frank looked back at Adam and saw he was with Olivia and that she was moaning. He gave the new member to his secret party a thumbs up in genuine excitement. Adam returned the favor.



The young man who was new to this world just couldn't look away from the highly erotic scene. The woman in purple's panties had a lace running down the middle that was undone to allow Frank's throbbing cock access without having to remove them. He looked back up at her face.



Adam froze.



"What's the matter, Sweetie?"



He ignored Olivia's question as his erection twitched inside of her. The high school student was in a sex party watching his mom being fucked by her boss.



Everything made sense. She must have been coming to Frank's parties on Friday nights. That's why she had been coming home in interesting outfits. She was dressing for the theme.


Bewildered, the son was as horny as he had ever been. His mom looked so beautiful and so sexy riding on Frank's lap. Her breasts jiggled as her ass clapped on Frank's thighs. She had on matching purple heels that showed off her toned legs.

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Adam once again began to insert his rod into his classmate underneath of him. But this time it was with even greater pace. Olivia was nearing orgasm from the unrelenting pleasure and the boy in yellow was too but from the sight he was witnessing in the kitchen.

"That was amazing. Holy shit!" Olivia was in heaven after the two came with their privates intertwined.

With his mind feeling like it was going blank and that his entire world was turning inside out, an expended Adam got up off of Olivia and wandered towards the kitchen to watch from an even closer distance without trying to seem creepy.

Frank's eyes were squinted and he was about to ejaculate. Christie still looked like she had a ways to go. Her boss grabbed her waist very tightly and threw her down onto his lap one last time and held her there has his hot sperm fountained into the woman on his lap.

"Oh Frank, that was incredible. I love the way your cum feels inside my pussy," that statement seemed a little overstated as if she was just trying to please the boss.

The two middle-aged office workers French kissed and Adam's mom crawled off of his lap and tied shut the entrance to her panties.

Her son's eyes were wide eyed but she didn't look in his direction. After Frank returned from his daze and recouped some energy, he stood up on the chair and yelled so the whole house could hear him, "Free play is over! It's time for a 10 minute break and then everyone gather around the pool for the first game!"

Adam quickly ran from the kitchen as he saw his moderately satisfied mom walk out. He couldn't imagine what is would be like if they actually saw each other. Would I get in trouble? Well, she's doing something wrong too. There's no way Dad knows about this. She probably couldn't punish me without hurting herself. Or does dad actually know and they have an open relationship?

All Adam did know was that he would have to go to the pool in 10 minutes along with everyone else, including his mom, or risk being kicked out of the party. And he did not want that with his mom looking like she did.

Sipping on some pink juice he got in the kitchen (there were a lot of non-alcoholic beverages to promote stamina over the 4-hour party), Adam contemplated on how to handle the upcoming challenge. He figured the best way was to blend into the crowd and hide his face behind men who were taller.

When he got into the room with the indoor pool, he heard the instructions. They were given by the man in sky blue who let them into the party. "Now I'm sure most of you know the rules to Tube Pong, but I will repeat them anyway. The gender that had the best insurance sales over the last week gets to toss the water polo balls, and the gender with lower sales will be the ones performing the oral. It is my understanding that the sales winner this week is the men." The man in sky blue pointed to the men and they cheered loudly. The women groaned mildly with humor.



He continued, "So each water polo ball has a piece of masking tape on it with the name of one of the men who entered the party. The balls are all in this bin and are chosen randomly by me. If your name is on the ball picked first then you get to toss first. If your ball is second you go second, etcetera. When it is your turn, you will try to toss your ball into one of the water tubes in the pool, which are at least 20 feet away. Each tube has a piece of tape with a female's name. Whichever tube your ball lands in is the woman who will perform oral on you. Ladies, if a man gets his ball in your tube then you will blow him in the other room. If you miss and don't get your ball in any tube then you have to go to the back of the line."



All of the men were anxious to go. They were eyeing up the tubes and the women they represented. The women were standing there silently wishing for a certain man to get their ball in to their hoop.



"Does everybody understand the rules? No questions?"



Nobody said anything.



"Alright, the first name is..." The first ball was blindly grabbed from the bin, "Charles R."



An older man in his 50's in dark red grabbed his ball and looked at the available ladies. He tossed his ball and the tension in the room during the game could be felt in the air. His yellow water polo ball bounced off the ring he was aiming for and landed in another just beyond it.



"Elizabeth H., you are going with Charles!" People clapped and cheered as a petite woman in her early 30s walked up and kissed the prizewinner as her hand grabbed his crotch through his red pants. They walked out of the room and Elizabeth's water tube was pulled from the pool with a pool cleaner.



The next man was chosen and he stepped up. He started at a black woman with curly hair and massive breasts in a black lingerie set who was standing with the rest of the women. She saw him stare at her, "I know what you're thinking. If you make this it is going to be very awkward at the cubical tomorrow." She and all the other women laughed.


"Hey, no talk of work. That's the main rule," reminded Frank.As the game went on and Adam counted the tubes down from thirty to fifteen, he watched guy after guy toss and he had yet to be picked. Two men had actually went for his mom's but they missed due to the fact that Christie's tube was way in the back of the pool, about 30 feet away.



Adam then began to imagine the possibility of his ball being chosen and what he would do. He could very easily just go for his mom's tube! Could I actually do that? I mean she would have to right? But that could ruin both of our lives. Or it could be the greatest thing of my life and she might not care too much.



The nervous boy then noticed an even bigger issue. Half of the people in the room had left already. There were only fifteen men and fifteen women. He had to hide quickly but how could he? All he could hope for was that his mom would be chosen and on her way out of the room before his name was called. But then again, in that situation she'd end up blowing someone else.



The debate in Adam's head was halted when one of the younger employees at the company was selected next. He stepped up to the edge of the pool and looked at the water tubes and the names on them and then looked the group of women. His eyes met Christie's. "How have you not been chosen yet?"



Flattered, the middle-aged blonde responded with a grin, "Guys keep missing. My tube is pretty far away."



"Well I'm going to get it in," the guy in all white said with a bit of hubris.



It was looking at his color that reminded him about Olivia. He soon discovered that while he had been thinking about his mom, she had been chosen by one of the accountants at the company. Adam's attention then returned to the conversation between the man in his early 20's and his mom.



"Oh really? You think you'll make that shot?" Christie crossed her arms across her body to display incredulousness in a playful way.



"I don't think I'll make it. I know I'll make it."



Christie chuckled and proposed, "I'll tell you what, if you make it on this first try I'll give you a blowjob this week and a blowjob during free play next week."



"Whoa!" the man in the sky blue hat exclaimed and the remaining audience cheered minus Adam who was shocked to see his mother speaking in that way.


The crowd was silent as the cocky young salesman lined up his shot and tossed the ball. Adam's stomach was in his throat.The group of people cheered as the ball splashed down in Christie's ring from 30 feet away. The man who tossed his way to a blowjob from the most attractive woman in he room stared at his prize, "Well it's not everyday you get to cum into your manager's mouth."


Christie walked towards the group of men in her purple heels and corset. He flicked her blonde hair back as she stopped a foot away from the younger man. She slid her hand down his white pants and his eyes widened. They kissed with tongue briefly before he grabbed her ass with his hand and they walked into the other room.

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Her son remained with the rest of the men in a combination of jealously and arousal. He then rationalized that is was probably for the best that she didn't see him yet.

Adam's ball was chosen towards the end. There were only six guys and six women left. Adam's ball was the second to last picked. The other four guys were the four that went for his mom's tube and missed completely. The remaining tubes were all pushed to about 10 feet away in order to speed the remainder of the game up.

There wasn't a great selection left from Adam's perspective. The most promising option he saw was the black woman in black lingerie with a large chest. He had never been with a black woman before and he figured that counted as the adventure he had been looking for when he agreed to come to the party with Olivia.

From 10 feet it was an easy toss and the woman jumped for joy when the ball landed in the plastic tube with her name. She was excited from an ego perspective not to be picked last. She was also pleased with the man who selected her.

"Adam S. you're with Sheila T."

Watching the voluptuous black woman's chest bounce up and down as she jumped actually was stimulating to Adam and his cock began to stiffen. Sheila noticed that as she walked up.

Just like the last women she walked up to her partner for the game, touched his crotch and kissed him. Her breasts pressed into Adam's chest as they embraced. Whispering into Adam's ear after the kiss, "Ooh Baby, if you're hard now just wait until I wrap my lips around that white dick of yours."

Adam's cock twitched and, not being able to resist, he reached up and grabbed Sheila's rack much to her delight.

Finally glad to be out of the room after about 20 minutes, the anxious teenager followed the big ebony booty that he selected into the room where nearly every other pair were acting out the prize of the game. Some pairs had even started fucking as a result of the head.

To Adam's horror Sheila had lead him to a spot that was available on one of the couches, a couch that on the cushion five feet away sat the young man who tossed his ball into his mom's tube.

As Sheila tugged down the yellow pants to release the sturdy young white penis she had to satisfy, Adam was busy looking down to his left. To his side was his mom's head with purple makeup being rapidly pulled into the boner in front of her. From the current angle Adam could see almost all of his mother's breasts through her corset.
"Oh that's a gorgeous one. I can't wait to taste it," complimented the black woman in her late 30s. Adam moaned as his sensitive throbbing piece was inhaled and licked by the consolation prize.



His attention was on what was going on just a few feet from him. He was petrified that his mom could easily see him in that position, but that just made his sexual adrenaline pump faster. I should have gotten glasses with lenses.



His mom had begun sucking about 10 minutes before he and Sheila entered the room so it was no surprise that the gentleman she was pleasuring was about to shoot his load.



Christie's head has being held by both of the young employee's hands as he thrusted into her mouth. Despite her head being held in about the same position she still had movement with her eyes.



As Adam watched his mother prepare to take a load from a young salesman she managed, Sheila sensually sucked the length of his erection. Adam moaned lightly but it was enough.



The son getting a blowjob looked like a deer in headlights as the eyes from the familiar face he was staring at made contact with his. Christie's pupils expanded and so did Adam's. She nearly choked on the dick she was sucking on but she couldn't stop. Her mouth was wide open and her fellow worker was pulling her to and fro almost as if he was fucking her mouth.



Christie was nearly trembling as she maintained eye contact with her son. She was too overwhelmed to think clearly. It was pure shock. Neither of them could move from their current positions. All they could do is remain there in awe.



The nearly paralyzed mother moved her eyes down to see that her friend from the office and HR representative was trying to suck the cum out of her 18-year-old son's manhood. It was then when Christie was able to recognize the respectable size of her son's package. She was then afraid that her son would catch her looking at his privates so she moved her gaze back towards his eyes.



It was clear that he did not notice her examining his penis because he was too busy holding eye contact with her creamy breasts.


Christie's focus on her son ended when she felt a mushroom head jerk in her mouth. She didn't want to swallow a load in front of her son but she didn't know how to avoid it. As ropes of thick semen shot into her mouth the promiscuous mother took it all in and held it in her mouth. As the thrusts and pumping dies down she looked back up at Adam who had been watching the whole thing.

The hands on her head released her with a mouth full of cum that she could barely hold it without swallowing. But in the moment she felt that would be the worst thing to do in front of Adam. She soon realized she was wrong, as her decision was to let the jizz stay there until she could spit it in a nearby cup or bottle. Before she could even get off of her knees to find a bottle the blonde mom coughed. The result was all of the cum in her mouth pouring out down her chin. She then hesitantly peered up at her son with white cum all over her purple lips and lower face.



Upon seeing that, Adam grabbed Sheila's head and began to ram into her mouth quickly. Sheila happily let him take over as he built up the pressure in his loins while continuing to look at his mom. She watched her son's balls tighten and smack into her friend's chin before he squinted and released his load. Sheila's throat was hard at work as she digested the protein.



Adam collapsed back onto the couch and Christie stood up and walked away quickly.



Wondering how things would change with his mom, Adam kissed Sheila as a thank you while grabbing her tits.



The party began to pick up again as most pairs were done with their deed. Adam wandered around the party. He didn't see his mom but he saw Olivia. Olivia had a big smile and she was having the time of her life.



The romantically involved couple ate some food and talked to other partygoers. There was still no sign of Christie until a group of people cleared and Adam saw her from across the room. She noticed him too with a frightened stare. Then she sighed and waved her index finger, signaling for Adam to come over.



He began the walk towards what would likely be the most awkward conversation of his life. When he finally reached his mom she didn't say anything. She just gestured for him to follow her. They were soon standing alone in a fancy study room.



"Adam, before we even get into what you're doing here, I need to explain." Christie brushed her blonde hair back. "First of all, I'm sorry you're seeing me like this. I don't even know what to think about you seeing me like this. I don't even know how I got involved in this-"



"Well you work with Frank," answered Adam.



"You know about Frank and how he started this?"


Adam nodded, "It's okay. I understand. Everyone else is doing it."
"No, it's not okay. I've been coming here every Friday night since I've been working here. When Frank first told me to come I was about to flip out at him. I had never cheated on your father before. But I was new at the company and I just wanted to fit in and maybe get a promotion. I don't know... then... then I just liked it. I grew to like this."



"I can understand why. It's a lot of fun," her son was beaming. Adam was not nearly as uncomfortable as he thought he'd be. He realized he had the upper hand and was untouchable.



"Well that brings me to my next point, what are you doing here? How did you even get in here?"



"The younger girl in white that's Frank's friend. We've...uh...we've been hooking up for a while."



"Oh. I see. Yeah I know who that is." Christie pieced together the puzzle. "Well it doesn't matter. You are too young to be in here. You need to go home."



"No! I like it here. It's amazing. Aren't you too married to be in here?" Adam retorted. The cheating mother knew she couldn't punish her son without punishing herself.



"Fine. You can stay here. But do not let anyone know we're related in anyway."



"Deal!" A happy Adam agreed. He began to walk out of the room.



"Wait! Just one more thing, Adam. How long have you been here? I didn't see you earlier."



The way she was asking the question led Adam to realize what she was asking. "If you're asking me if I saw you and Frank as well as you at the pool with that other guy, yes I saw that."



Christie put the palm of her hand to her face. " I am so sorry you had to see that."



"Mom, it's a sex party. People are supposed to do that type of thing."



The woman in purple was impressed and curious about her son's level of maturity and understanding. She then entertained the idea that maybe he liked watching her have sex. After all, he was staring at her breasts.



Soon enough Frank's voice boomed over the crowd. "It's time for the next game, Lucky Hard Cards." A wave of excitement came over the party.


Everyone gathered in the main room. Adam noticed that people were sitting next to the opposite gender in a circle so it was man-woman-man-woman, etc. In the center of the large circle sat the man in the sky blue outfit with a deck of homemade playing cards and two numbered spinning wheels.

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"Alright, so here are the rules," the man in sky blue started, "Frank will be the starting point, or point #1 for the men and Leslie who is sitting next to Frank, will be point #1 for the women. I. The blue wheel represents the men and the pink one represents the women. Right now count which number you are from Frank going clockwise."

All sixty people in the party silently counted their number. The man in the suit then wrote numbers 1 through 30 around each wheel.

"If your number shows up on the wheel for your gender, then you will have to share a dare card with the person whose number is represented on the other gender's wheel. Sometimes the dare cards benefit the women, sometimes they benefit the men, and sometimes they benefit both."

"A reminder," Frank added, "this goes for the whole week and if I find out you didn't perform your dare then you're not invited back next time."

The wheels were spun simultaneously. The chosen man and woman raised their hands and everyone clapped.

"Okay," began the game's host as he drew a card from the deck, "your dare card reads: The male must suck his partner's toes every workday this week."

Everybody at the party laughed and the chosen male moaned with a playfully grumpy look as the female he was paired with wiggled her toes to tease him. The two then stood up and slid back from the circle so others knew they were out and their number couldn't be called again.

As the game progressed Adam looked around the circle to see the people in it. There were some very attractive women in skimpy clothing. Many of the dares involved props like massage gels that the host in sky blue then handed out to the pairs if needed.

Examining the circle, Adam made eye contact with Sheila and she winked at him and blew him a kiss. He smiled back with a wink. He continued around the circle and saw Olivia. She was in conversation with the man next to her. Then Adam saw Christie. She was five female places away from him and sitting pretzel style. Her inner thighs here exposed. Christie caught her son's gaze and they awkwardly grinned at each other.

"The blue wheel landed on 17." Adam heard his number and raised his hand. "The pink wheel reads 9." The excited 18-year-old looked at the circle near where the 9th female should have been sitting but her number had already been called.

"Ok. I'll spin again. The new pink number is 21." Adam looked to his left and his brown eyes met those of the female who slowly raised her hand. It was Christie.

The crowd, unknowing of the connection between the chosen pair, clapped loudly. Other men groaned that they weren't selected to be with the woman in purple.



"Alright, your dare card reads: The female must keep an electronic dildo in her vagina everyday at work and the man gets to have the remote."



Everyone laughed out loud and cheered. Christie stared at her son in severe discomfort as the man in blue handed her an orange, Wi-Fi connected dildo as he handed Adam a piece of paper with the website and password he needed to control it remotely.



The mother and son stopped looking at each other, backed out of the circle, and stared at the ground.



Lucky Hard Cards came to an end within the half hour and everybody was joking and talking about their dares for the week. Frank then announced that it was 11:30 and that there would be another hour of free play before people had to leave.



Olivia approached her usual sex partner and told him how lucky he was that he ended up with Christie. Adam was still in the process of understanding the implications of the dare.



"Hey, so we have an hour of free play... wanna have some fun?" Olivia bit her lip.



"Yeah of course I do."



"I know this might seem different," the girl in white began, "but I think after today we are both much more adventurous. Frank wanted to fuck me because we haven't done it in forever. I think it would be fun if you two took me at the same time."



Adam's eyebrows went high on his forehead. "Um... In what way?"



"However you guys want me. Which hole do you want? Frank was very insistent on sticking it in my ass."



"Well I would like to fuck that nice cunt of yours but that would be a bit difficult with Frank in your ass."



"Don't worry about the logistics. Just tell me what you want. Do you want to cum in my pussy?"


Adam nodded and Olivia left to go find Frank. Some people were beginning to leave the party as they had their fill for the night. Olivia came back with the boss and he was happy that Adam could join them as he had been taking a liking to him throughout the night, almost as a protégé.

Olivia took off all of her clothes in the kitchen and the older and younger men walked towards her and pulled down their pants and underwear to their ankles. As Adam pondered on how to move forward, an experienced Frank and Olivia led the way. Frank rubbed lubricant on Olivia's asshole before lifting her up off the ground with her back against his chest. He bent his knees slightly and worked his penis into her young tight butt.



Seeing how things were going to go down, Adam walked in front of Olivia and sandwiched her in between his body and Frank's. He had a much easier time entering her moist pussy than Frank did pushing his knob into her booty.



Frank held her under the armpits and Adam held her at the waist as she wrapped her legs around his. The two men began to buck up and down at the same time. A small audience of remaining guests stayed to watch the show of yellow, white, and black.



The 19-year-old girl moaned and groaned with her head tilted back. She kissed Frank's head over her shoulder while Adam bit into her neck. Her current and former fuck buddies were penetrating her two bottom holes in unison.



The audience was envious of not being part of the pleasure. Adam looked at the audience oohing and ahhing. To his disbelief his mom was watching too. However, once she saw that her son noticed her presence, she left.



After both men finished in their respective holes and set the tuckered out young lady back on her feet, Olivia thanked Frank and told Adam that it was time to go home. Adam thanked Frank for the opportunity and Frank said, "Adam, you are welcome back anytime! As long as you follow the rules."



When the highschooler got home, it was obvious his mom was already in bed. He couldn't sleep though. There was too much on his mind and it was such an extraordinary day. He kept imagining his mom in her purple corset and panties. What is it going to be like seeing mom around the house? What do I do about the dildo on Monday? Will she actually put it in? Well she has to. Do I use it? How often do I turn it on?



The entire weekend Adam just hung out with Olivia. As much as he wanted to see more of his mom, he figured they could use a break from the awkwardness. On Sunday night, the lustful son was obsessed with the idea that over the next week his mom may have an electronic penis lodged into her vaginal canal that he control. He wasn't even sure if he could push the button, but he had to know if she'd actually have it in her.



Adam guessed that if his mom were to bring it to work she would either just have left it in the car or put it in her purse. After thoroughly checking both places, he was stymied. The high-tech orange dildo was nowhere to be found. He had a brief idea to go onto the site on his phone, download the app, and enter the password to use it, but then he realized it would only work if it were on.



Then it hit him. Adam beamed as he felt a smooth rubber object in the pocket of the coat his mom always wore out in the fall, including to work. Just to make sure it worked, Adam turned it on and hit the button on his app. He heard a low hum inside the jacket. It worked.



Christie walked into her office the next day in her black power suit, ready to begin another day as manager. She asked AJ, the young salesman she blew on Friday, to hand her the newest sales reports. Everyone in the office was able to separate their work and sexual lives efficiently at this point, or at least suppress their desires at work.



Everything was normal for Christie as she sat in her office chair preparing for a big pitch to a potentially big client at the end of the week. Well everything was normal except for the 5-inch long silicon dildo wedged in between her pussy lips that could be activated by her son at any point.



The office professional wore tight panties that helped keep the dildo wedged inside of her during the day. She needed to complete the orders on her dare card or else she would no longer be invited to the sex parties at Frank's and risk losing face. At anytime Frank could find a way to contact Adam and ask him to turn it on, and if he didn't hear feint buzzing than she'd be in trouble.



It was past lunchtime and her vibrator had still not been activated.



At school, Adam sat with his phone, glaring at the app that could send shockwaves through his mom's pleasure center with just the push of a button. And yet, he just couldn't bring himself to do it. He imagined pressing the button and making things even more awkward with his mom whom he wanted to be closer to.



The blonde sales manager felt nothing all day.



On Tuesday, when Christie was working in her office, she heard a knock on her door. It was Frank. He had his hair slicked back as usual and he walked in with a casual aura. "So how's the dare card coming along?"



Not surprised that he'd check up at some point, the subordinate responded, "Pretty good I guess. I have the object inside of me."



"Good to hear. Is it going off a lot?"



Christie did not want to rat her son out but Frank was excellent at telling when people were lying so she had to tell the truth, "It actually hasn't gone off yet." She quickly added, "Though I'm sure he's just waiting for a fun time."



"Hmm... Well that's disappointing. I liked that guy. I know he's close with a friend of mine. I'll ask her to remind him that he needs to press the button every day in order to complete the requirement."


During the school day when Adam and Olivia had their planned bathroom break for kinky sex in a bathroom stall, Olivia relayed a message to Adam that she got earlier in the day about him having to press the button in order to keep going to the parties.

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"Did you just forget yesterday?"

Adam didn't know how to explain his reluctance to press the button without revealing his relationship with the person on the other end of it. "I just want to make sure I can do it at the best time for her- like the most erotic time. I don't want her to think I'm boring." That was the best he could come up with under pressure and it wasn't too bad.

"I understand. That doesn't surprise me that you'd think that way," slyly winked Olivia.

Thrilled that his explanation had been bought, Adam continued, "Yeah, like you pointed out, she was hot. She would never do anything with me in free play if I were boring."

"I have an idea. Right now just turn the dildo on and then back off when we're done in here. Then tomorrow I'll text Frank to give me Christie's schedule, that way you can know all of the times when she'll be meeting with other people. Nothing is more erotic than the risk of others finding out."

At first, frightened that doing that would land him in hot water with his mom, the teenager decided that as long as he kept going to the sex parties he would keep seeing his mom in attractive situations no matter how awkward things got. Adam tapped the button on the screen and took Olivia in the bathroom stall.

Sitting at her desk in a business professional dress with her hair in a bun, Christie carefully reviewed client data. All of a sudden she jolted in her chair. Her pussy lips were tingling and there was a low hum coming from her seat. The dildo inserted far inside of her was vibrating and there was nothing Christie could do other than sit there and let it happen. She didn't know when it would stop.

The first thought in her mind was the image of her son using his phone in class and tapping the button and then imagining what her reaction was. The dildo was stimulating her clitoris and moisture flooded her mound. The pleasure had surpassed 10 minutes and was still going strong. Christie could no longer concentrate on work as she closed her eyes and felt a giant wet spot leak all the way through her panties and dress, leaving a smaller spot on her leather office chair.

Just as she was about to live out a fantasy in her head she got another knock on her door. She regrettably told the person to come in. It was Frank again. He paused and held up a finger. He listened closely and smelled the air. "Well I see you're finally having some fun with your dare. It's nice to see the young gentleman in charge of your pleasure finally came around."
Christie then realized that her son truly was in control of her sexual pleasure.



"How does it feel in you? I'm always looking for feedback on the dares. If they aren't good I'll change them."



Just as the married mother was about to answer she adjusted lightly in her seat, which caused a new different sense of pleasure. "Ugh!" She groaned. "It...uh...it feels pretty good."



Frank cracked up. "Well I can certainly see that. I just wanted to see if you've combed through the customer data. Don't let your fun distract you from work."



Easy for you to say, thought Christie.



Olivia relayed another text to Adam informing him that his dare partner was incredibly turned on by the dildo and was leaking fluid in the office. The excited son was further encouraged to tap the button.



That night Adam hid away in his room. He didn't want any contact with his mother because he knew they'd end up talking about what had happened at work.



The next morning at school, Olivia emailed her favorite classmate a pdf of the middle-aged seductress' schedule for the rest of the week. Adam wanted to start small first. He saw that his mom was eating lunch at 12:30. He knew from conversations at the dinner table that his mom ate lunch with a friend of hers at HR. That would be a good first test.



During Calculus the devious son took out his phone under his desk. He waited until 12:40 to ensure his mom would be in the dining area and eating lunch with her friend. He tapped the button.



As Christie ate lunch with Sheila she once again jolted in her chair.



"What the hell was that?!" Exclaimed her curvy friend.



"Do you remember the dare I have for the week?"



"Ohhh. That's hilarious. You just have to sit there completely at the whim of some random guy." Sheila shrieked.



Her white friend nodded.



"So whose the master of your pussy between the hours of 9 to 5?"


Christie really wished people would stop phrasing things like that. "Do you remember the young guy who won oral from you in Tube Pong?" She labored through the question as her attention was focused on her aroused genitals."Oh I definitely remember him. He was a cute little stud, wasn't he? A really nice cock on that one." Sheila reminisced fondly. "Wait, he's in control? Chris you are lucky as Hell. Instead of thinking about that dildo in you, think about that young guy fucking you with all that stamina he has," the friend whispered.



To Christie's fear she couldn't help but to imagine the sensual pleasure coursing through her body was a result of her son's gorgeous cock thrusting into her. She couldn't un-see the image no matter how hard she tried as she became more and more aroused by the continuous vibration. Finally, as the mother at work was close to climaxing in the middle of the break room, the buzzing stopped.



The next day, the buzzing came at an even worse time. Christie was delivering morning announcements to her subordinates and all of a sudden she jumped. She lied poorly and said she had hiccups.



Later in the day the vibration startled her at a poor time again. Right as she was on an important Skype call with a financial advisor for the insurance company, her pussy lips began to tremble. The professional did everything in her power to keep it together. The vibrating stopped right at the end of the hour- the exact schedule for the call. She knew what was going on.



Christie marched into Frank's office and pleaded with him to allow her to take it out. She said she had a presentation with smaller corporate clients later in the day that were important to sales. She explained that the person with control of her stimulation was purposely doing it at awkward times.



"I knew I liked that kid," was all Frank had to say. Frank then proceeded to tell Olivia to tell Adam to keep up the good work.



Upset with her boss and the lack of control she had, the manager had to continue to perform her job despite obstacles. At 4:15 Christie queued a PowerPoint and shook the hands of her potential repeat clients. At 4:21 her vibrator went off. She was prepared so she was able to limit her jumpy reaction to the sensation. Despite losing her train of thought a few times due to the distraction down below, Christine gave a decent pitch. Though the clients weren't as convinced at she would have liked them to be.



She had to do something. The most important pitch of her time at the company was tomorrow and her boss was more than happy to allow her to be getting dildoed while she spoke to clients. She had to do something she had been avoiding, talk to Adam.


That day after classes, Adam planned on doing what he had been doing over the last week. He walked through the front door and straight into his room, only coming out around dinnertime to inform his dad that he would be eating at his friend's house.
This day, however, was different. As he sat in his room listening to music and doing homework he heard three light knocks on his wooden door. His adrenaline spiked as if he was asked to go to the principal's office for an unknown reason.



He gingerly cracked open the door and saw his mom standing on the other side of the threshold. He sighed and opened the door all the way.



"Adam, can we talk?"



"I have a feeling what this is about," he hung his head down.



"Don't worry you aren't in trouble." Christie walked into the room as she closed the door behind her gently. "We just need to talk and I'm sure everything will be fine."



The high school student was almost shaking on his bed.



"Adam, I'm not here to get mad about what you've been doing with the button. I know you had to do it and I'm okay with it."



The son relaxed at his mother's promise. "Then what's the issue?"



"The issue is I know you've purposely been turning the dil- the toy- on at certain times when I'm busy. I can see how that was fun and entertaining for you, and at times it even gave me a laugh, but it can't be like that tomorrow." The caring mother tried to speak softly while making her point clear.



"I thought you weren't upset?"



"I'm not, Adam. I have a really important presentation tomorrow and it's important for my career that I nail it. It starts at 3. Though I'm sure you know that already."



The mom and son looked at each other and laughed with a touch of awkwardness.



"So can you please not tap the button anywhere near that time tomorrow?"



Adam sighed, "I understand but Frank apparently wants me to keep doing things like that. If I don't stay on his good side he could stop inviting me to the parties."



Christie tried to rationalize, "As long as you turn it on at some points during the day things should be fine. Just please do this for me. It's very important."


There didn't seem to be an easy solution as Adam weighed his options. As he did this he took a good look at his mother. She was still in her work clothes and wearing a white blouse with a black skirt that went down to her knees. Her breasts were formed by the thin outer cotton shirt and toned her legs her stressed by her heels. Christie could see her son was checking out her attire. Adam then discovered a new option.
You saw the sales numbers today, right? Which gender is likely going to win the sales competition this week?"



"What? What does that have to do with anything?" She looked at her son like he was losing his mind.



"Just please answer the question," pleaded Adam.



"Well, unless the women can pull out a miracle, it looks like the men will win again. Why?"



Adam blushed. "I'll tell you what, Mom. If you can find a way to make sure that your water tube is in the front row for Tube Pong at Frank's party and that my ball is chosen first, I will not turn on your 'toy' during the presentation."



The concerned mother immediately knew her son's intentions. "Oh my God, are you serious? Adam, that's so wrong. No I won't do that! I'm your mother."



Quick to defend his morality Adam pointed out, "Don't act like we didn't have a moment when we were watching each other give and receive oral. And don't act like you weren't watching and enjoying Frank and I fuck Olivia in the kitchen. And I know that you've been getting turned on by me turning on the dildo."



"Oh my God! I don't even know how to respond to this." Christie was disturbed but she was not leaving the room.



She breathed with her hands over her eyes until she could calm down. Seeing his mother was blinded, Adam got an idea. He had a feeling his mom came straight home from work and straight into his room. She didn't change. The young suitor took out his smart phone.



The distraught and confused mother jerked as a vibration sent shockwaves through her entire body. She looked down to see her son with his phone in his hand. She couldn't believe he did it right in front of her. Christie realized she was stuck. The only ways to stop it were to run out of the room and into the hallway where her husband could walk by at any moment or she had to pull down her panties and removed the dildo in front of her son. Though that wouldn't be the worst thing she had ever done in front of him.



"Mom, think about. Most of the time guys don't get it into the water tube they want, especially if it's in the first row. They either shoot too short and go to the back of the line, or they shoot too far and it bounces into another tube. It's just a little risk on your part in exchange for a great career."



Maybe it was the fact that she was stuck in a tough situation, or maybe it was because she was so aroused by the vibrator in front of her son that the mental image Sheila created was coming back vividly, but Christie conceded.


"Fine, fine. I'll find a way for you to be first and for my tube to be in front."
Adam's face looked like it used to Christmas morning. "So do you want me to turn the vibrator off now?"



The shaking mom took longer than she expected to answer that question with the only appropriate response, "Yes, of course."


Adam turned off the dildo and his mother quickly bolted from his room.
It was finally Friday and Adam could barely pay attention in school with his mind swimming the possibilities the night could bring. In the morning, he realized he completely forgot to ask what the theme of the party was. So he texted Olivia and she replied: Cliché Costume. I'll pick you up at 8:30 again.



Adam replied: Can we make that 8? I just want to see what it's like there earlier.



Just in case the car broke down or some disaster happened, Adam wanted to make sure he could still get to the party before the water game. He wasn't going to risk leaving anything to chance.



The immediate concern for Adam was that, unlike a theme like everyone wearing a solid color, he could not piece together a good sexy costume in a short amount of time. He would have to go to the party supply store after school and buy one. The dilemma was which one to buy.



Meanwhile, at the insurance office, Christie was busy preparing for her big presentation. Her son, who pressured her into things a mother probably shouldn't have agreed to, had already given her a stimulating boost to help fulfill his part of the dare and to help please Frank's wishes. It was hard for her to study for the pitch while planning for how she was going to end up meeting her end of her deal with Adam an the party. How could she ensure the placement of her tube and get Adam's ball selected?



After Olivia and Adam finished in the bathroom stall, they sat there on the closed toilet seat with Olivia's butt on her partner's thigh as she felt his cum melting inside of her steaming pussy.



"I'm having trouble deciding which costume I should buy for tonight. It needs to be the perfect one," Adam voiced his reservations.



"Why does it need to be the perfect one?"



"Well, I'm going to make a move on my- uh...Christie tonight and it's important that I give myself the best shot."



"Oh look at you! Someone's in love," teased Olivia. "But actually, if you want someone to like you, then you should try to make it look like you should be with them."



"What do you mean?"



"Like try to find a costume that somehow goes with hers. She'll think you two are more connected and belong together, and so will all of her friends who could influence her decision to do things with you."


The high school student with an athletic build considered the advice from the sexually wise girl on his lap. "That makes a lot of sense. The only thing is that I don't know what she'll be wearing."
"I could ask Frank to ask her."



"Thanks but then it would be obvious that it was done on purpose. It has to look like a coincidence." That was when Adam realized that every week his mom showed up to a party in a different outfit. Every day after work she came right home so there was no way she was buying her outfits at a store. She was either buying them online and having them shipped to work or a friend was buying them for her and giving them to her at work. He hoped it was the former.



On the bus ride back from school Adam took out his phone and went on to Amazon, the website his mom used to buy literally everything online. He knew her email address and hoped that she used the same password he knew she used for everything else.



A sense of hope came over him, as he was able to log in on the first try. The first thing the conniving son did was check his mom's recent orders. Adam had to put his backpack on his lap. On her order history, dating back to the start of his mom's new job six weeks ago, were a series of sexy, slutty outfits. There was a Vegas Showgirl costume for what was likely a Vegas night, a skintight retro workout leotard and legwarmers for an 80's night, a coconut bra and a short grass skirt for a hula theme, red devil horns and a matching bra and thong set, a naughty schoolgirl costume, and the purple corset and panties. He imagined his bombshell mom in all of these.



But what caused the teenager on the bus to perspire was the newest purchase. It was a slutty cop costume. It had a black security officer hat with a crest, aviator sunglasses, black composite leather hot pants that had a black belt with handcuffs attached, and best of all was the top. It was light blue with black trim at the ends of the short sleeves. The top was meant to be worn without a bra, as it wrapped only around the top third of the wearer's back and came around front to be tied in a knot in between the breasts in order to cradle them tightly in the blue fabric. There was barely enough room for the badge on her chest. If the model on the product page was any indication of how his mom was going to look, then Adam was going to be seeing more skin on her than he ever had before.



All Adam had to do was go out of find a costume that went with hers. But before he could leave, he had to take care of what he was hiding under his backpack.


While her son was out shopping, Christie was making small talk with her clients before the presentation. She was feeling confident and she knew that after her agreement that the orange rubber lodged inside of her wouldn't be going off. The professional sat the clients down and began her presentation. And without the internal buzzing to distract her, she nailed it. The corporate clients agreed to a tentative agreement for Frank's company to be their insurer. If we could sign the paperwork today then the women would win the competition, Christie joked to herself as the clients left.It was 4 o'clock and there was an hour left in the workweek but the proud manager was finished with her tasks. She was unbelievably happy with how successful her presentation went. She was thankful to her son for honoring his part of the agreement, but then the idea of her having to honor part became reality.



Having had come up with a plan of how to rig the pool game in Adam's favor earlier in the day, the married mother started to come to terms with the truth that if her son could toss a ball into a water tube from just 10 feet away then she would have to blow his dick until he came in her mouth.



It was like her sense of normality and reality was being knocked off its axis. Her son basically said he wanted her sexually and she was going to rig a game to help him fulfill his desires. Her mind was consumed with the thought of her having to walk up to her son, kissing him while touching his penis in front of a bunch of her coworkers, and then taking him into another room and dropping to her knees in her scant cop outfit so she could suck him to completion.



After replaying this thought again and again, to Christie's shock, fluid began to gather in a spot at the center of her panties. The new scenario refused to stop playing on a loop in her head and she needed relief. The alarmed mom found herself knocking on Frank's door.



"Frank, this may sound strange but I need a favor of you."



"Well after how your presentation went, I owe you one," the boss prided himself in his employee's performance.



"Can you text your young friend to text her high school friend that he should tap the button. Don't tell her that I wanted it. Just tell her that Adam needs to do it until the end of the workday in order to fulfill his dare card."


The fortunate part about Frank being as kinky as he was, was that he understood people's sexual desires and didn't taunt them for having them.

[nandoghosh]

"Sure thing, Christie. I'll get right on it."

The aroused manager sat back down in her office and waited for relief.

Just as the high school baseball star found the perfect costume to go with his mother's while showing off his skinnier but muscular body, he got a text from Olivia. Adam began to notice that for a while his fantasies revolved around his fellow high school senior, but recently she had faded into the background as his attention was solely on his mother. The text told him that he was required to turn the orange dildo on and leave it on until 5. He checked the time on his smart phone and saw that his mother's presentation was over and he wouldn't be breaking his part of the deal.

He tapped the button and immediately realized his costume had yet another connection to his mom. Adam held the transparent plastic packaging to a prisoner costume. It was an orange two-piece scrub set with the top half having stenciled font of an inmate number. He made sure to get a size below his normal clothes in order to make it tight against his body. Not that he was jacked, but he knew it would look sexy if he cut off the sleeves and cut a deep V-neck into the top to show off his developing muscle. Maybe she'll be interested in being satisfied by an another orange toy tonight, Adam cracked the bad joke to himself.

Little to her son's knowledge, Christie had closed the blinds to her office and was pleased that her vibrator had been activated. She sat in her seat with her eyes closed. Her business dress was pulled up to her waist so that when her fluids soaked through her panties they would go onto the leather chair instead of staining the back of her dress. The blonde mother gyrated her hips in her seat to slightly change the angles of the phallic shaped rubber to increase her stimulus.

While her pleasure progressed so did the scenario stuck in her head. She was on her knees sucking her son's erection as he stared at her exposed breasts. Then he grabbed her head and pulled it in tightly as he shot his load into her mouth. After he finished, he reached out and started massaging her titties before getting onto the ground with her and pushing her onto her back. She watched as her son slid her hot pants down her thighs and placed his head in between her legs as she could still taste his cum in her mouth. Right as Christie imagined his tongue flick her pussy lips she came in her office chair.

Simply not being able to take it anymore, the woman who was bound to the dare card removed the dildo from her vagina while she wiped off her chair with tissue. The orange toy had served its purpose. The bewildered mom couldn't think straight and couldn't understand what was going on in her own mind so she just gave up on trying to rationalize what just happened.
That day after school and costume shopping was no different for Adam. He stayed in his room all day to avoid an awkward conversation with his mom. He heard from his room his dad congratulating his mom on a great sales pitch. This gave the hopeful son some more promise that things would go like he had been idealizing. The only time Adam opened his door was to secretly watch Christie tiptoe out of the house carrying her bag; this time he knew what was in it.



It wasn't too long after his hot mother left her sleeping husband at home for Frank's sex party that it was time for Adam to meet Olivia in her car. This time his kinky classmate was wearing a slutty nurse costume. It was definitely both revealing and cliché.



"You are such an idiot!" Cried Olivia with laughter as Adam stepped into the car. He was taken back and didn't understand.



"What do you mean?" He asked in a naïve tone.



"You realize that you just walked through other people's yards in the dark in a prison uniform, right?"



Adam started cracking up as well of what other people would have thought if they saw him. He also was angry with himself because he realized that if he were seen he could've had the cops called on him and jeopardized getting to the party on time or even at all while he tried to explain why he was running through people's property.



Olivia and Adam drove off to the party.



The teenager in the prison costume was jittery as he walked towards the large wooden front door. Olivia knocked in the correct way while Adam took a mental note of it for next time. The door swung open and the party was well underway. The man taking down their names was a different man than last time. This man was just an employee at Frank's firm and not the game host who turned out to be Frank's personal accountant.



The first thing Adam did was he found Frank, who was dressed in an expensive-looking pirate costume, and thanked him for letting him come again. After the customary greetings Adam went off to explore the house to find the cop of his dreams.


Exploring throughout the large home, Adam spotted many slutty cats, slutty superheroes, naughty nuns, bad angels, and hot nurses, but he could not find the blonde cop. It soon became apparent in a disappointed Adam's mind that his mom likely got cold feet about her side of the deal and left the party early or maybe didn't even show up at all.

The reality though was that Christie was in the process of executing her plan to fulfill her side of the agreement. The seductive cop had convinced Frank's accountant to leave his post at the door for a little bit and follow her into the currently abandoned pool house. Not that any man would have needed much convincing with the way the blonde knockout was dressed.



"So what exactly do you want from me?" The curious man asked in a nasally voice and Christie removed her aviator sunglasses.



Trying to use the same cute, seductive voice and batting eyes that used to get her husband to do chores around the house, Christie asked, "If you could make sure that water tube is in the front row that would make me sooo happy."



The average-heighted but scrawny accountant in a rather appropriate Star Trek costume considered the request. "I mean yeah, if it means that much to you then sure."



The attractive cop was giddy and the scrawny Captain Kirk was rewarded by seeing her tits wiggle in her blue top that barely held them within.



"So is that all?" He was eager to help her more and keep her attention.



"Well, actually, there is one more thing..." The stunning vision held up her index finger.



"What's that?"



"When you are picking the water polo balls could you make sure that 'Adam S.' gets picked first?"



The accountant was almost offended that the woman before him was asking him to cheat for her and risk losing Frank's trust.



"No! I can't do that. If you want to blow that guy that badly just do it during free play. I don't think I could even do that!"



Concerned by his initial answer, Christie tried to calm his disposition. "Believe me, this just needs to happen. All you would have to do is after the balls have the named taped on them, put Adam S.'s on top in the corner of the bin closest to you and act like you randomly picked it first. Frank would never know." She was almost pouting as she asked. She leaned forward slightly to reveal even more of her large cleavage in hopes that it would make it harder for the man to deny her request.



"Okay, I'll do it."


Christie flashed her teeth and thanked the guy for what he was doing. But the accountant was a smart man and he dampened the celebration.
However, I'll need something in return," he stated with hesitant tone. It was obvious he was not a confident man, just a logical one.



For a moment it seemed Christie had what she needed very easily. It then became clear that she was going to have to do what she thought she'd have to do anyway. The sexy blonde didn't feel like playing games so she cut right to the chase. She saw the man in the replica tunic make love to her chest with his eyes so she reached out and grabbed the man's nervous hands in hers and then slid them under her light blue shirt, which was also acting as her bra.



An expression of astonishment struck the scrawny man's face as he realized the female was just as aware of his attentions as he was and was a willing participant in them. Her breasts felt amazing in his hands.



"How about I let you fuck these?" The gifted woman sighed.



He stammered, "Uh...um...uh..." All he could do is stare at Christie's perfect breasts and decided it was time to try something he never had before. The nasally voice then blurted out, "I can put it in between your tits?" It was a rhetorical question because Christie could only give one answer in order to get what she wanted out of him.



The security officerwoman nudged the blackmailing man over to a white plastic chair and he sat down.



"Take off your pants," emotionlessly commanded Christie.



With her order swiftly obeyed, the busty office manager tilted her head down and spit multiple times on her breasts in lieu of lubricant. While keeping her knotted shirt on she crawled in between the man's trembling legs, lifted up her rack, and lowered it around his smaller penis. The pink head of the man in Star Trek garb wasn't high enough to make it all the way through Christie's cleavage but he enjoyed thrusting into it.



It didn't take long for his eyes to squint. He jerked his head back and his dirty-blonde wig fell off, revealing his bald spot. The man looked down at the woman and saw over her head and could see her round ass pressed against her heels.



While trying to delay his orgasm the man desperately asked, "Can I finish in your ass?"



"No!" Christie exclaimed with a disgusted look. "This was the deal we made."


Not to be denied, the smart man replied through his groaning, "I'll deflate Adam's ball a little so it probably wouldn't bounce off your tube if he hits it!"

[nandoghosh]

As Christie knelt there pressing her melons together with her hands she analyzed the offer. All she needed to do to meet her promise with her son was to get his ball picked first and for her tube to be closest. She already had that covered. Any extra help would just be voluntarily increasing the odds of having to blow her son.

She tilted her gaze back up at the 50-something-year-old man's red squinting face. There was no time left to think, only time to act on instinct. "Yes! You can finish in my ass!"

The sizable breasts left the slender rod in a hurry. It had to happen quickly before the man's load could ejaculate. Within seconds Christie spun on her knees so she faced the other way and her forearms hit the ground so her ass would be higher in the air.

Immediately as her arms touched down she felt her black faux leather shorts that cupped her ass, being pulled down below her butt cheeks. Fortunately, due to the smaller size of the accountant's cock, no lubricant was required for Christie's cherryhole to be penetrated.

It turns out Christie had barely answered in time because after just two thrusts inside of her ass she felt a rush of hot liquid and load nasally groans behind her. She stayed still as the man way below her league deposited the last drops of his seed into her. Then she stood up, reminded the collapsed man of his duties, put her sunglasses back on, and left to rejoin the party.

While standing in the main living room, Olivia noticed that her partner had his head hung low.

"What's the matter, Adam? You seem bummed out."

The depressed teen opened his mouth to answer, but then stopped because his answer was no longer relevant. Adam's eyes lit up as he stepped away from the conversation. Coming from a back hallway into the living room was none other than his mom. Adam swallowed to alleviate his dry throat. Christie looked even hotter than he imagined, and even more stunning that the model that advertised the costume.

Just about all of the men and all of the women in the room locked onto the blonde, who had an aura of mystery about her due to her glasses covering her eyes. As she strutted in her sleek shorts that cupped the shape her butt cheeks with no room to spare, she immediately came to a halt.

Adam couldn't see her eyes but he could tell from his reflection in her gold-tinted sunglasses that she was looking at him. The first thing Christie did after deciding they had been making eye contact for too long, was check out her son's choice in costume. He couldn't have possibly known what she was wearing because she didn't tell anyone. But looking at his prisoner costume, the mother began to consider that maybe it was a sign that tonight they were supposed to fit together.
The relatives didn't know what to do next, but Christie decided it would be more awkward if she completely denied her son's existence at the party. She walked up to him awkwardly.



"Hey, Adam. So how are you?" If only he knew what I just did for him. 



The aroused son did everything in his power to keep his focus on his mom's face, which was about three inches above his eye line because of her tall heels. He tried to resist ogling at her amazing body, which was so exposed in her outfit. He failed miserably once he began speaking.



"I...uh...I'm uh... doing...um...pretty well... I uh... I guess." His eyes left his mother's eyes and darted at her cleavage, midriff, and legs, between every word.



Christie saw his staring and pretended not to notice. She didn't want to seem vain, but she knew she couldn't expect him not to lose his mind over how she was dressed. The caring mother let her son enjoy her choice of attire, and she was actually flattered that an 18-year-old Adam found her to be so attractive at 41.



Before Christie could respond to her son's stammering, Sheila approached them, while wearing a green fairy costume that her massive black jugs were spewing out of.



"Oh my God," she started, "you two look like you planned this together!"



Adam then noticed Olivia smiling at him in the background because her idea had worked.



Sheila continued as she hugged her friend to greet her, "I think this is a sign that you two should be having fun together during free play." She winked at Adam in obvious view of Christie as a way to suggest that she was trying to set them up.



The young man was pumped at the encouragement, while the older woman gave a biting grin in response to the uncomfortable irony. Christie's embarrassment went unnoticed to her office friend, who was having fun playing cupid.



"This is too funny. You two must have gotten inside each others minds during the week while you were having fun the electronic dildo."



The mom and son laughed a little at the comment, Adam more than his mother.


"You two have to take a picture together to remember this. Don't worry I'll block out your eyes."
Photos were generally forbidden at Frank's sex parties but if the people in the photo were okay with it, then it was no problem. It wasn't like Christie had never broken a rule; after all, she had just let a guy unload in her ass prior to free play.



After Sheila had promised to make both people in the photo unidentifiable, the discomforted mother had no reasonable explanation to deny the photo, other than the truth, which she certainly didn't want to tell.



The curvy black woman stepped back with her phone, aiming at the mature seductive cop and the young athletic prisoner, who were currently two feet away from each other.



"Come on! Look like you're together!" the matchmaker suggested excitedly.



Adam and his mother sidestepped closer to each other. They both lightly put their arm around the other person's back.



Sheila held up her phone and aimed it, but then let it down again before taking the photo.



"C'mon guys! This isn't church; it's a sex party. Let's see something a little risqué."



The relenting Christie realized there was no way out of Sheila's well-intended nagging. The scantly dressed security officerwoman scuffled towards her son, with her right leg pressed against his left. She then turned inwards and bent her left outer leg at the knee while raising it across his torso. To finish the pose, she wrapped her arms around his far shoulder. She could feel the half-chub her son had, likely from checking her out earlier, pressing against her thigh.



Adam was in awe over the position his mom just took. He looked down at her long smooth thigh across his body and he felt her chest pressing against his left shoulder. He initially worried that Christie would leave the position after she felt his erection pushing against her bare thigh, but she held her pose. That gave Adam confidence.



"You too, inmate!" Sheila suggested, referencing his costume.



With his lower body blocked from moving by his mom's legs, Adam had to quickly think of something sexual and intimate to do with his hands. His left arm was still wrapped around her back, so he did the only thing he could with it.



Christie was still as she felt her son's hand run down her naked back. She knew exactly where the hand was going and she didn't know what to think about it. He's confident; I'll give him that. 


With his left hand firmly planted on the rear of his mother's pants, Adam squeezed a little to make it sexual, but not too much to where he would risk his mom bolting from the scene.
The only decision left was what he should do with his outer right hand. He had two options left: The first option was to place it under his mom's inviting thigh to act as if he was holding it up. That would be the most aesthetically pleasing option for the photo. But Adam had more desire for the sexually intimate aspect of the photo. The devious young man took advantage of the opportunity to move his hand towards Christie's immaculate left breast, which was pressing against his chest.



Through her sunglasses, Christie observed in amazement as her son's hand reached for her firm left boob, which was barely covered by cotton fabric. Her eyebrows rose on her forehead, as the young but confident hand cradled and lightly squeezed the area around her areola. Adam's four fingers were against her clothing, but his thumb rested on her soft flesh.



"There ya go! That's better, you two," Sheila applauded without any awareness of the context. She held her phone up again. "Christie just plant your lips on your young lover's cheek and we'll have a great photo."



Blowing a heavy breath in acceptance of yet another requirement, the mother, who was being felt up by her son, leaned in to plant her moisturized lips on his cheek. As she turned towards the side of his face, she felt movement on her thigh.



Adam's half-chub grew into an erection that was constrained by her leg. Christie could sense the embarrassment Adam was feeling and decided to act as if nothing was wrong, recognizing she was just as responsible for it as he was.



Christie held her lips against her son's cheek. Despite that act happening many times throughout their lives, it felt much different that time.



A thrilled Sheila took the photo. The lips on Adam's cheek broke away, but the thigh pressing against his erection lingered for a few extra moments.



"Oh this is just about the sexiest photo I've ever seen," the photographer remarked to the pair.



It was then when Christie suddenly pulled away in haste. She briskly took a couple steps, but wanted to leave things in slightly less awkward shape. "I'm uh... I'm gonna go get a drink." She fled to the kitchen.



Trying to figure out if something was wrong and if he was responsible, Adam walked away from Sheila.



It was then when Frank's booming voice interrupted the party. "It's 9:30. You know what that means... Time for free play!"


The party's guests erupted, but Adam wasn't in the mood to cheer, as his mother had disappeared.

[nandoghosh]

Seeing his disappointment and frustration, Sheila offered a consolation prize. It was her attempt to put the couple together that resulted in heartbreak for Adam. Plus, she couldn't deny that she had a great time with him at the last party.
"Hey, Honey. How would you like a visit from the sex fairy? I let sexy young men like you finish anywhere they want," she winked, as she held up a sparkling wand she had in her belt.



Tempted, but still feeling down on his luck, Adam politely declined the generous offer. He was more than happy to play with other women any day of the week, but at the moment he was hung up on one.



The upset teenager wandered around the party in envy of the other 40 or so guests that were engaging in their desires. He searched the party to find the other third of the guests, who weren't engaging in sex at the moment, so he could have some company. As he toured the large abode he noticed that Frank was making use of his free play to be intimate with Olivia again. Adam moved on to other parts of the house.



That was when he spotted his mom again. She was in the lounge room, along with a lot of other people. Adam didn't spot her by her face. He picked her out by her blonde hair, her exposed back, and her firm ass stretching out her black hot pants as they rested on her heels, with silver handcuffs dangling to the ground.



Her head was bobbing back and forth inside the spread thighs of the same young guy she blew the previous week, AJ. That was when Adam remembered Christie had bet him head for the week if he could make his ball in her tube during Tube Pong.



AJ didn't seem too impressed like he was last time, based on his mild expression. However, the idea of his mom blowing another guy gave Adam the same combination of jealously and eroticism as it did last time. The intrigued son tried to get as close as he could to the performance without it appearing creepy and intentional.



He positioned around a corner of an empty room that connected to the living room. He peered into the room anxiously. He had a view over the armrest of the brown leather sofa AJ was sitting on, while also allowing him to see nearly the entire side profile of his captivating MILF.



From a stone's throw away, it was clear that Christie was not giving the same effort she did when she fucked Frank or blew AJ last week. It didn't matter though, as Adam was still stirred by the sight of his mom's lips wrapped around a man's cock.


Adam's hand quickly reached for his expanding shaft, which was demanding attention. Recognizing the faux pas it would be to stroke himself alone while watching another pair, Adam made sure to keep his entire body hidden behind the wall.
Figuring the worst thing that could happen was looking like a peeping tom, Adam watched his mother's blonde head move in and out of the AJ's thighs at a moderate clip. Adam slid his right hand under the elastic of his light orange pants and his checkered boxers.



After five minutes of watching and masturbation doing nothing to quell his erection, Adam needed to get closer. As he tried to think of a way to get closer, he saw the ebony fairy that he rejected earlier walk into the living room with one of Frank's employees, who was dressed as an Egyptian pharaoh.



Apparently the "sex fairy" liked older men as well, because the man holding her hand was maybe in his early 60s. The pharaoh had a tent in his white gown, as he went to lie down on a sofa on the other side of the room, expecting Sheila to climb on top.



Before the fairy with 44F breasts climbed on top of the Pharaoh for a ride that was likely to break his back, her eyes caught a familiar gaze from around the corner.



Sheila asked her eager coworker to hold on for a moment, then she made her way across the lounge to the far exit. Adam wanted to avoid the embarrassment of standing alone behind a wall masturbating, so he quickly pulled his hand from his pants and took his phone out to act as if he was texting in private.



His cover-up failed since Sheila wasn't stupid. Also, as the friendly fairy gestured with a coy expression, Adam's beating cockhead was poking through his elastic waistband.



Looking around the room from Adam's perspective, she identified his purpose for spying into the room and what he was masturbating to.



"You just can't let her go, can you?" She admired his determination.



"I guess not."



An offended expression came over his mom's friend's face. "Well it's nice to see you like your hand more than you like me."



Hurrying to remedy his offence, Adam justified, "No, no, no. Believe me, I would much rather have fun with you than my hand, it's just..." He stared off into Christie's direction.



To his surprise, Sheila laughed, "I'm just playin' with you. I know exactly what you're doing. Don't worry, I don't take it personally. Christie is a beautiful woman. And I can tell you like seeing her be seductive, even if it's not with you."



Adam nodded in agreement.


"I guess you'd like to be a lot closer, but you don't want to be standing in a room at a sex party having sex with yourself?"
The turned-on boy chuckled, "Yep. You go it. I can still see pretty well from here though."



Still keen on making up for her part in Christie leading him on and then leaving abruptly, Sheila put her finger to her lip. "Well I can see that... but how would you like to jerk it from a close-up view?"



Seeing that Sheila obviously had something in mind other than him just walking up there alone and stroking his dick, Adam bit, "Well clearly that would be better than me stalking behind a wall."



Sheila was radiant because she was confident she was getting what she wanted. "In a party like this, it would be odd if you sat down on that couch next to them and jerked off."



There was a categorical nod from Adam.



"But," the crafty fairy continued, "it wouldn't be weird if you sat down on that couch and jerked off onto a black fairy's tits and face, would it?"



The toned highschooler looked at Sheila like she was a gift from God. "Seriously?! You would do that for me? Even after I turned you down earlier? But what about your friend over there?"



Finally feeling atonement for her guilt, a grateful Sheila took Adam by the hand. "Honey, I had fun between your thighs last time and I'm sure it'll be no different this time. I know you were just upset about Christie, so I'll give you a second bite of the apple. And don't worry about King Tut over there, he can wait." She led her young entertainment over to the sofa where Adam's dream woman was blowing her subordinate.



The leather was taut but forgiving as Adam sat down one cushion away from AJ. The envious son stared at his sexualized mom running her lips over another cock.



Sheila helped Adam pull down his orange scrub pants, releasing his reddened erection. Tempted to put it in her mouth, or better yet, get up onto the cushion and sit on it, the "sex fairy" settled for cradling her young toy's balls in her right hand while massaging and pinching her left nipple with her left hand. Adam pumped at the rate he wanted to.



Just a few feet from his eyes, knelt his mom. Her face was gorgeous, but her chest commanded just as much interest from Adam. AJ didn't even notice Adam was watching his dick being sucked- he was too busy staring at the same chest to help him get off. It was even more evident up-close that Christie wasn't putting as much effort into it as she was last Friday.


The horny son masturbated anyway, whilst turning his attention to Sheila every few moments in order to make her efforts felt appreciated. But Sheila expected not to be the center of his focus.Adam watched as AJ placed his hand on the back of the blonde head below him and started to help it move faster. Christie looked up at AJ's face to gauge his reaction to a performance because she, herself, knew that she too distracted to put 100% into it.



It was then that she felt the presence of someone next to her. She looked to the left and saw her friend playing with her own nipple. Christie then followed Sheila's outreached arm to see what she was doing and whom she was with. At the end of the dark arm, was her hand holding a contrastingly white package. As Christie continued to bob in and out of AJ's lap with the aid of his hand, she then saw the penis attached to the ballsack. Wow, that's a nice one. Good for Sheila. 



The curious friend's eyes followed the orange shirt of the cock's owner. Before her gaze got to his face, she had an eerie suspicion of whom it was. Christie, once again, found herself making eye contact with her son while she blew another man. Her eyes doubled in size, as she watched her son stroked his shaft to her performance. With nowhere to run and no way reasonable out of her current situation, Christie continued to blow AJ while frequently darting her eyes back over to Adam, who gawked at her face and chest.



The first thing a stunned Christie noticed was Adam's increased stroke rate after they made eye contact. Without recognizing it at first, the blonde's libido kicked in and she began to suck AJ faster in response. As she sucked faster, Adam stroked faster to keep the same rate.



After a couple minutes, both Adam and Christie were paying more attention to each other than they were to the people in front of them. Christie's labia began to tingle as she switched in between watching her son grip his erection and looking him in the eyes. Christie then remembered that her glasses were reflective and that Adam could easily see what she was easily looking at, but she was passed the point of caring.



Her arousal wasn't coming from the dick in her mouth; it was coming from the acknowledgment of her son's pure lust, both for her as a person and for her looks.



Another beneficiary of the increased eroticism was AJ. Christie's faster and more sexual sucking resulted in AJ getting more sensual head than he even got last time. Little did he know, it wasn't to please him.



Adam was jerking at full speed as he watched AJ's second hand grab the back of Christie's head behind her security officer cap.


For the first time in minutes, Adam turned his focus to Sheila. She was still cradling and massaging his testicles, but she was no longer looking at him. Standing above her was the old man dressed as a pharaoh. He seemed perturbed that he was ditched for a younger man while there was an unsatisfied tent in his pants. Sheila glanced back at Adam as if it was his responsibility to come up with a solution to the problem.

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"Sit next to me and the sex fairy will gladly jerk you off, too," Adam offered on Sheila's behalf.

Sheila smirked at Adam and gestured for the pharaoh to sit down and show his staff. Adam returned to observing his mom, as Sheila examined the old man's shaft.

When Adam darted his pupils back over to Sheila again, she was kneeling in between him and the pharaoh. She jerked both Adam's and the old man's gray-haired packages simultaneously. The horny older man repaid the favor by playing with Sheila's well-displayed jugs.

The soft caressing of Adam's swollen balls ceased for a brief moment, as the busty ebony masseuse switched hands. She crossed over her arms since she needed her dominant right hand to properly take care of the pharaoh, who was bending at the waist and making out with Sheila as she stroked him. Adam was glad that Sheila was getting attention and that the old man didn't get a bum deal.

Adam's full concentration was back on the sexy cop. She was really going to town on AJ's dick, and Adam's fist began to oscillate so quickly it was a blur. A puddle of hot dew formed at the base of the cheating mom's hot pants, as she felt no need for a thong.

AJ started grunting with pleasure and his face was burning red. Christie and Adam were back to making eye contact and there was no letting up. Suddenly, the cock in the aroused mom's mouth twitched, and her face was held tightly into AJ's crotch. She knew what was coming next. AJ shot gob after gob of his appreciation into his manager's mouth before releasing her from his grip.

Unable to control her arousal, the misbehaving security officerwoman did what she knew had turned her son on last time. She let the white cum spill out of her mouth and down her chin, as she held eye contact with Adam. Drops of AJ's jizz splashed down onto her projected rack.

Adam had never seen anything so sexy. He tapped Sheila's head with his bare hand to get her attention. The ebony sex fairy broke her kiss with the old pharaoh and quickly realized what was about to happen. She removed her dominant right hand from the wrinkled cock, and placed it back on Adam's to give him the last few pumps he needed. Sheila aimed the tip of the thumping cockhead and closed her eyes.

The climaxing son looked back at his mom and then at Sheila, as he ejaculated a large amount of sperm all over her face and large breasts. Upon seeing that, the old man, who had started jerking himself off for the time being, leaned forward and pressed the head of his penis against Sheila's thick lips. In ecstasy, the fairy opened her eyelids, which were nearly stuck in Adam's sludge, and took the ejaculating old cock into her mouth.
Within 30 seconds, all three men were collapsed against the back of the brown leather sofa, panting from their sexual exhaustion. Christie ran into a nearby bathroom to straighten up and avoid any more interactions with her son. Sheila lied down on the floor in a heap, and then scooped Adam's cum off her face and licked it off with her finger.


A quarter hour later, with his mind back from its fantastical haze, Adam slowly got up from the sofa, leaving AJ and the pharaoh passed out behind him. He chuckled as he actually realized the older man was full asleep. Adam decided to go to the kitchen and get some orange juice to refuel.There was no sight of the sexy mom anywhere, though Adam understood she was probably laying low. He just hoped the experience they just shared undid any awkwardness that may have been caused during their earlier interaction.



As the recovering athlete got to the kitchen, he noticed there was a bit of a commotion. There was a swarm of five men around an island countertop. After getting some juice, Adam walked over to see why the men where howling. Through the bodies and limbs, Adam could see that the men were running a train on a female, which seemed to be rare despite it being a sex party.



Of course, thought Adam without any surprise. The men were running a train on the slutty nurse, Olivia. Apparently, a lot of them didn't have the opportunity to be reacquainted with their old friend at the last meeting, so they were making up for it. One of the men who did see her the last meeting, but who was involved anyway was, of course, Frank.


As he left the fuckfest behind him, Adam began to notice the distance growing between he and Olivia. They still had kinky sex regularly, but the passion had died down a little. She was getting back involved with the other men and Adam had a new woman to lust after.

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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 school 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 highschooler 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.



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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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Then, the tempted son broke eye contact so he could gape at his mother's revealing costume. His intense gaze moved down from her excited eyes, to her full rosy lips, to her supple neck, to her voluptuous melons that were barely covered, to her slender midriff, to her black hot pants that shaped her waist and the outline of her mound, and then finally to her inviting thighs, which were made even more prominent by her tall black heels.

Christie knew that she was being glared at with carnal desire, and that lewd ideas were entering his young mind. But she wouldn't have had it any other way, as she even began to help him get turned on by her figure.

Adam nearly lost his load before his pants were even off, as his irresistible mother, who was standing a foot away from the white chair, deliberately rotated her body so that her special young man could get a close-up view of her ass contained in the composite leather. She didn't stop there, as she turned her head to look at his face out of the corner of her eye while she slowly bent over.

The source of arousal was also a source of agony, since Adam had to do everything in his power to avoid standing up, pulling down her shorts, and taking her from behind.

Seeing her beloved son squirming in his chair was a sign to Christie that her erotic torture had gone on long enough. She quickly returned to her upright position and faced Adam again. She leaned forward and used her hands to part her son's thighs. When she did that, she felt the strength in his legs. It was her turn to scan her eyes over his body, as she was impressed by his newly adult figure.

Her favorite muscle though was his love muscle, which was pitching an orange tent in Adam's lap. The sensuous MILF unconsciously licked her lower lip. Tracing his mom's sightline, Adam looked towards his lower abdomen and saw the full boner, that until that moment, he didn't even recognize he had. Feeling embarrassed, he did the thing he naturally did when he had an erection in public, and he moved his hand to tuck it under the elastic of his boxers.

Alert enough to understand what her attractive son was about to do, Christie swiftly leaned down again and blocked the arm that was coming for his shaft. She held Adam's forearm, as she bent over him and explained to him, "Sweetie, please don't hide that from me. I like looking at it. And you should be very proud to have a cock like that. My pussy's already soaking from the idea of sucking all of your cum out of it." She wasn't lying.

Adam thrust his hips up faintly in response to the intimate statement. It didn't go unnoticed to his mom, who grabbed the elastic of the orange scrubs and boxers at the sides of his hips. They made eye contact again and nodded to confirm the implied action.



In one tug, the married mother yanked her son's pants and boxers down to his ankles. Adam parted his knees again despite his ankles being constrained by his pants.



Christie's lips were ajar, as she couldn't believe how perfect her son's package was. Above the two sizable testicles that were snug in the stimulated package, sat a clean-shaven shaft that was of above-average length and girth. A beating vein ran up a squiggled line from the balls to a bulbous pink knob. She had seen it when he was being satisfied by Sheila both times, but never in too much detail since her head was being pulled in another direction.



The 41-year-old woman lowered her head even more to get a better look at the handsome phallus. With her body hovering over Adam somewhat, she flicked her brown eyes back up at his face. His eyes were locked onto something else. Christie then realized that her back was parallel to the ground and that her breasts were spilling out of her top, as her areolas clung onto the blue fabric for dear life.



After taking a few moments to study the hunger in Adam's eyes, the blonde siren whispered, "Hey, you can touch them if you'd like."



Adam seemed thrilled with her offer, but did nothing as if it was a trap. So the loving mother helped her son by taking his hands in hers and placing them under the light blue fabric on her chest.



"Uhh...Ohh," moaned the high school student, as if he were handling the Holy Grail. He squeezed them gently to see Christie's reaction. She did nothing but display a radiant smile. Encouraged, Adam squeezed harder and rubbed his thumbs over the stiff nipples. Still Christie did nothing. The adventurous man then started playing with them and pinching them at full speed. They felt even better than he fantasized, so soft yet firm.



Christie breathed heavily with a sense of pleasure, and assured her son, "There ya go, Sweetie." As she said that, she lowered herself onto her knees.


Christie's butt rested on her Achilles as she knelt in between her son's legs. Her eyes were magnetized to the erection that was lying against her son's orange sleeveless shirt.
Adam continued to massage his mother's breasts when she looked up at him. Their eyes held onto each other, as the experience blonde inched closer to the grateful 18-year-old's pulsating fuckpiece. She stopped just shy and reached out with her hand, and once again, firmly grasped the warm meat. She pumped twice sensually as she brought it over to her eager mouth. Adam could hardly believe it was actually happening.



Just before Christie enveloped her son's penis in her mouth, she said to him with sincerity, "I want you, Adam," and then she took the length of his cock in her mouth. The bewildered son immediately placed his right hand on the back of his mother's head. She didn't need the guidance; he just wanted to make it more intimate. His left hand stayed below his blower's chin so it could feel her immaculate rack.



The oral started slowly, but then picked up with time. Every few seconds, Christie tried to comprehend that she was licking her own son's veiny shaft. Maybe it was because she felt such a strong connection to the person whose cock it was, but the frequent sex-party-goer was sure that it was the most enjoyable dick she had ever experienced sucking. The salacious cop made sure to keep looking up whenever possible at Adam, whose mind she was keeping prisoner with her seduction.



The sexual delight was nothing like Adam had ever experienced. As good as Olivia was, nothing with her ever felt quite like it was with Christie. Christie continued to pick up speed as she really got into it. She had been married for twenty years and she was undoubtedly giving the best head she had ever given. If Adam didn't cum earlier on Sheila, he probably wouldn't have lasted more than a couple minutes with Christie.



After hearing a loud noise, for the first time in almost ten minutes, Adam spun his head around the room. Due to being lost in his own world, he didn't even realize about a third of the party guests were in the same room collecting their oral prize. At that moment, he saw Sheila come out of the back with the same Asian man that was eating his mom out last week before Frank stepped in.


When Sheila saw Adam, she practically ran up to see the pair that she tried to put together in the beginning of the night. The full-figured fairy was excited by the intensity she detected in the way that her friend was devouring the young cock.
Deciding that it would be a great time to finish her work from earlier, Sheila recruited all the peer pressure she could gather. As she saw the next oral winner and blower enter the room, she waived them over to her. They strolled over to her in curiosity. When the pair saw what she was staring at, they could tell it was passionate and sexy head, but they didn't know why Sheila called them over to show them.



The man in the pair she called over, who was dressed like a character from Top Gun, just nodded in agreement, "Yeah, that's definitely really hot."



"I know!" continued the thrilled friend. "Don't you think they should fuck?"



Adam darted his eyes up when he heard Sheila say that. His mom wasn't paying attention though. She was too engrained in her X-rated work in between his legs.



The sex fairy from HR winked at Adam, and then said, "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck! Fuck!" Sheila started the rhythmic chant lowly at first, and gradually increased the sound level as she pounded her fists in the air.



The other pair quickly understood the reason they were called over, and they were more than happy to help. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" They echoed in unison. Soon the pharaoh joined in as well. All four people surrounding Adam and his mother in the white chair were chanting, as they looked around the room at all of the inquisitive men who were sitting down getting blown. Not wanting to miss out on the chant, the nearly twenty men in the room began to yell, "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"



Even a lot of women broke away from their respective laps to stand up and see what all the commotion was about. They saw either the oral in the chair or just Sheila chanting, but either way they were happy to help out their coworker. Nearly the entire room was shouting for Christie and Adam to take things to the next level.



The chant was so loud that even the mother, highly engrossed in her son's pleasure, stopped sucking. For the first time since she began, the improper security officerwoman released her son's well-hung shaft from her soft lips. She stared up at Adam's face as if to ask, "Is that for us?"


In response, a confident Adam took his hands out of his mom's chest and off the back of her head, and placed them caressingly on her lower cheeks. With his left hand he brushed some of his mom's blonde hair behind her ear. He guided her head up slightly, as he bent at the waist to meet his face with hers. Adam passionately kissed his mother and she kissed him back.
While still locking lips, Adam guided Christie's body so she rose to her feet, while leaning in so her face could stay connected to his. The euphoric feeling led the entranced mom to the point where she was straddling her sitting son's knees. Adam then lowered her leather booty shorts onto his lower thighs.



Cheers and applause came from the crowd as they witnessed the highly erotic display. However, Christie wasn't paying any attention to them. She continued to passionately press her lips against Adam's. For the second time that night, the hopeful son slid his tongue between his mom's lips. That time, she was able to be much more receptive. With her light blue top and badge smushed against her son's solid pectorals and her hands resting on the tops of his shoulders near his neck, Christie circulated her tongue around Adam's.



Then, as the ecstatic young man ran his trembling hands down his mom's back and planted them securely on her round ass cheeks, the thankful mommy demonstrated her appreciation by injecting her entire tongue into Adam's mouth. The thrilled son opened his eyes in mystification, as he then returned the favor.


The mom and son made out sensually on the chair. Not forgetting about the organ that she had an obligation to satisfy, the stiff chested mom lowered her right hand from her son's shoulder, and gripped his thumping erection. She jacked it infrequently- just enough to keep its rigidness as they made out zealously.

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After about a minute of the extraordinary embrace, the kiss ended. Christie didn't want to lose the crowd, which became a chorus of people repeating the command, "Fuck." So, immediately succeeding the best kiss of her life, the aroused older woman murmured into her son's ear, flirtatiously, "We better give the people what they want."

Adam was lost for words. All he expected from the night was semi-reluctant head from his mom. He never would have thought that she'd be persuading him to have sex with her.

"Okay."

Christie bore a perky grin, as her ego was fed by what her seduction was able to do to her young son physically despite the age gap. She was turned on by how attractive he found her to be.

The starry-eyed son felt the weight of his mother leave his knees, as she rose to a standing position. She offered her hand and Adam took it as he got off of the chair and pulled his pants up. Christie smiled at Adam one last time before leading him into the kitchen, which was in full view due to the open floor plan. The audience members cheered on the couple, as Christie and Adam appeared to be finally giving in to their demand.

The trembling son had no idea what his mom had planned. At that moment, he would have blindly followed her anywhere. Christie was feeling sublime as she considered what to do with her son. She then got a wickedly erotic idea on how to give him the kinky sex he was used to, while still maintaining their romantic passion.

Leading her son into the kitchen, Christie grabbed the same model of chair in which she had mediocre sex with Frank during the previous week. She then moved it into the center of the tiled kitchen.

Though, she was expecting much more satisfying sex from her current partner. Obeying the wishes of his mom, Adam let her push him down into the comfortable wooden chair, which had a padded seat.

Adam waited in anticipation for his beautiful mother to pull down his pants again and sit on his lap. But that wasn't what she did next. Adam was worriedly confused as the cop walked away from the chair. He heard her hard heels on the tile behind him. Then he heard the sound of clanking metal.
All of a sudden, he felt his stout arms being pulled back behind the chair and a metal ring was clamped around his left wrist. Then there was the sound of metal scraping wood before his right wrist was clamped in another metal ring. Adam didn't know what to think, as Christie had just handcuffed his hands behind the chair. The costume prop functioned correctly and Adam's arms were stuck.



When his mom came back into view a few moments later, her gold-lensed aviators were covering her eyes again, though Adam could still see everything she was looking at in their reflection. Another thing he noted was that her long blonde hair was in a ponytail sticking out from the bottom of her security officer cap. He had never seen his mom in a ponytail before, but it made her look even hotter, which until then, Adam didn't think was possible.



His mom then delivered a playful smile, as she raised her right heel and planted in on the front part of the chair between Adam's knees. The stunned son followed the striking leg all the way up to the top, where at its end was tight black fabric stretched over what was obviously a juicy pussy.



People from the other room, who had finished already, walked to the edge of the kitchen and blatantly observed the erotic show as if it was theater. A lot of men shot their loads when watching Christie make out with her young friend.



The mother and son were oblivious to the onlookers, as they were in their own world. With her leg on the chair tantalizingly, the blonde cop explained the handcuffs to the prisoner, "I can't have you running away when I'm giving you your punishment for being such a bad boy with that vibrator, can I?"



The prisoner expressed his exhilaration. Not being able to avoid her urges any longer, the seductive mom grabbed a hold of the V-neck in Adam's shirt. She tore the fabric down to the bottom of the orange scrub shirt and let it fall back on her son's arms, behind him.



Trying to rediscover the joy she felt from sexually taunting Adam earlier, the captivating mother bent at the waist and began to sensually kiss her son's body, starting at the neck and going down to the V created by his lower abdomen. Adam was already panting. He wanted to be able to touch and feel his mouthwatering captor but he couldn't.


He flexed his cock in his pants because that was all he could do. Christie saw that, so she reached down and grabbed the top of his waistband. Adam felt relief as he was finally going to indulge in his fantasy. But then, a toying Christie let go of the waistband and stood back up. Her son was so confused. Christie was having too much fun seeing how aroused she could make Adam.
Then the cheating mom did something more provocative. She grabbed her breasts in her hands and moved them up to her face. She bent her neck and carefully licked them while she looked at her son. Adam was nearly rocking the chair. His torturer wasn't done there though. She then turned around like she did earlier, and bent over enticingly at the hips. She added a small circular movement to her curvaceous ass.



She looked back and realized that her poor son was nearly in pain and that she had better give him some form of reprieve soon. So the mother, who was bent at the hips, backed up towards the chair. She lowered herself onto her Adam's upper thighs.



"Ugh!" moaned Adam at the feel of his mom's rear placing its full weight on his erection.



Christie straddled the sides of the heavy wooden chair and gave Adam a lap dance. Her son's piece felt just as powerful underneath of her as it did in her mouth. She savored the sensation of the young shaft flexing against her butt, asking for entry inside of her.



All Adam could think about was breaking his chains and reaching around his mom to grab her chest, thighs, mound, anything. With a desire to make things more cozy herself, the dancer left her straddling position and stood up. Adam's first thought was that he was being tormented again, but he was glad to see Christie was just briefly getting off to take off his shoes and then his pants.



The fortunate son peered at his mom's reflective sunglasses, to see her attention was squarely on his hard-on while she slowly pulled down his orange pants and checkered boxers once again. The impressive erection snapped back against the highschooler's six-pack once it left its elastic cage. With the exception of his short socks, Adam was naked below the waist, much to Christie's delight.



Christie then, straightaway, returned to the lap dance. It was an even better experience for both parties, as a bolt of lightning shot through Christie's body at the touch of her bare thighs to her son's. The warm feeling of her thighs against his felt almost as good as the sensation under her ass. She could feel, in detail, the six-inches of lust trapped between her skimpy shorts and Adam's ripped abdomen. As she grinded into his lap, she felt the throbbing head and the blood pumping through the elongated shaft.




"Oh God!" Adam moaned.the mom leaned back into her son's exposed upper body and placed her blonde head on his shoulder while she perfected her rhythm. It was a comfortable position for Christie, as she enjoyed her lower and mid back pressing flush against Adam's tone body. To top it off, she reached behind her to grab her man's neck and pulled it down so that his chin was resting on her shoulder.



The horny MILF felt the young man's chin adjust to an even lower spot on her shoulder. There was no doubt in her mind that Adam was glaring into her welcoming cleavage that began just inches from his eyes. She wouldn't have had it any other way.



The mature vixen heard her son begin to breath laboriously, and she swiftly got off of his lap. She didn't want to cum yet.



Adam released a sound that resembled a complaining whine as the weight of his mom left his lap. The bonder alleviated Adam's fears with a coy smirk, "But wait, Sweetie... I thought you wanted to pump your sperm in my pussy, not on the outside?"



The 18 year old closed his eyes and released another sound, but that time it was one of arousal.



The naked son watched incredulously as the woman in the slutty cop uniform hooked her fingers under the top band of her sleek shorts and wiggled out of them. She turned so Adam could get a side profile of the event and be able to see the curves of her behind.



Finally, she let her shorts fall to her ankles and stepped out of them. The growing audience was pleased with the act.



Before stepping forward towards the chair again, Christie removed her glasses from her face and put them on her cap. The mother and son looked at each other, both were letting it sink in what they were about to do and seeing if the other gave a look of hesitation. Neither did.



Adam examined the glistening shaved vagina that inched closer towards him with each of Christie's steps. He then watched it stop just shy from his face. He inhaled the sweet aroma and leaned his head forward as far as he could and flicked his tongue out. The tip of his tongue grazed his mom's outer labia. She jolted back, but it was due to the unexpected sensation, not because she didn't like it.



She looked down as her son recoiled his tongue and tasted her juices. Her cunt was thoroughly soaked. As much as she would have liked to press her honey pot into her son's face and let him eat out all of her juices, she had an even more satisfying plan.


Naked below her chest, with the exception of her heels, Christie lowered herself onto Adam's lap, which sported a tall rigid rod.

Her mind was swimming and she could do nothing but think of the sensual moment she was sharing with Adam. Christie then took her son's lovestick in her hand to hold it steady, as she carefully squatted down. She placed her left hand on Adam's shoulder for added control. And right before her opened, steaming mound could immerse her son, she leaned in and they kissed again like lovers. As the two opened their eyes to each other, Christie whispered to her handsome son, "I love you, Adam, and I think it's time for you to fuck me." She sat down on his cock.



"Uhhhh! Ah! Ah! Ah!" moaned Christie as the long shaft slid deeper and deeper inside of her. It was an incredible feeling. Adam was barely hanging onto his load as he felt the warm pink hole surround his sensitive flesh.



Eventually, the erection was completely buried and Christie came to a rest on her son's lap. They both sighed and Christie rested her forehead against Adam's while she tried to relish the emotion of the moment before the actual fucking would begin. That was when she realized that due to her sitting on his lap at a close distance, their heights worked out to the point where her chest hung right against his face.



She looked down to see his head lost in her cleavage. She arched back and the blonde cop felt the meat inside of her flex in yearning. They kissed again, and then Adam's attention turned back to the feeling of his cock inside his mom's most intimate spot.



Christie delicately fondling her own breasts and then leaned forward into Adam, pushing her rack right into his face again. She soon felt the warm saliva from her son's mouth coating the tops of her breasts. Christie remarked into her son's ear with a giggle, "We fit perfectly... lucky you."



With an eagerness for more pleasure, the hot mother began to raise herself on her legs and let herself fall back down onto the throbbing cock over and over again. Adam helped by bucking his waist up and down in rhythm.



The bouncing woman let out quiet, high-pitched moans regularly as the thick head infiltrated a deep place in her vaginal canal. Her fluids glazed the surface area of her son's penis and ran down onto his taught nutsack. With her forearms against Adam's chest and her hands on his shoulders near his neck, Christie held her eyes closed, in a state of euphoria.



Below her head, Adam was panting his hot breath and swiping his fast tongue all over her chest. As he felt the steady motion of his mom's ass clapping against his thighs, he tried to figure out how to get his mouth on her pointy nipples, but to no avail. He would've done anything to be able to move his hands.


After they had been riding and bucking for nearly fifteen minutes, Adam saw movement out of the corner of his eye. He pulled his head back from his mom's cleavage and, for the first time, looked around the kitchen.

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"Whoa," the son was taken aback.

Christie opened her eyes and looked down at his, only to see they were staring off into the distance. At the edge of the kitchen, about twenty-five people were standing there hypnotized by the way their coworker was springing up and down on the naked teen while she herself was naked from the waist down.

Neither Christie nor Adam knew what to do, so they just kept fucking while studying the faces that were watching them. Some of the men and women were touching themselves as if it were a live porno. Some were even going down on others to satisfy the urges they felt after seeing the couple in the kitchen.

Adam then spotted Olivia. She was standing near the side of the entrance to the massive kitchen. Olivia was with Frank and they were actually masturbating each other as they watched. It wasn't long until Christie noticed her son's friend and her boss ogling them.

Skeptical of what was happening, Christie and Adam saw a horny Frank mumble something to Olivia. Adam was startled, as his classmate stepped into the kitchen and towards the couple on the wooden chair.

The slutty nurse stood there with a bit of an embarrassed smile. "Would you mind," she addressed the pair, whose attention she had in full, "if took a ride- for just a few seconds?"

Disbelief was the reaction for both of the people on the chair. Adam couldn't figure out why she was doing it. Christie had no clue of her attentions either.

"Why?" Christie asked through her panting and whimpering as she bounced.

The normally reckless Olivia was quite shy at the moment. She turned back to a masturbating Frank, who gave her an affirming look as if to continue with his instructions.

"If you let me ride your partner for just under a minute then you two can go upstairs afterward and use a private bedroom to finish."

Adam analyzed his mom's reaction to the proposition. She seemed puzzled. On one hand she was having the most intimate moment of her life and she didn't want to share her son. On the other hand, with all of the people watching it wasn't that intimate anymore, and she knew it would be amazing if she could take Adam upstairs where nobody else was allowed, then they could be alone.

Christie wasn't sure why Frank sent Olivia to do it, but she figured that since all she had to do step to the side while the girl in the white nurse costume sat on her son's lap for a few moments, the reward of the private room outweighed the cost.
The sensation was marvelous as Christie and Adam watched their privates gracefully separating. Adam was still reeling from the idea of his mom having to leave, even for a short moment.



After breaking all physical contact with Adam, the blonde in the blue top warned the nurse, "You have 30 seconds before I'm getting back on." Olivia wasted no time, as she straddled her friend and sat down with Adam's cock disappearing under her white miniskirt. Bereft of a thong, his dick plopped right into the familiar-feeling pussy. Olivia started to grind on her casual sex partner.



Meanwhile, Frank, who orchestrated the plan, knowing his strict time limit, wasted no time either. Panting and quivering, he ran into the kitchen. He headed in the direction of his bombshell 41-year-old employee. The puzzle was solved in Christie's mind. Frank had been checking out her tits all night, and when he couldn't resist anymore he sent Olivia over to distract Adam.



Adam ignored Olivia, who was really just a pawn, and peered off to the side as the host of the party pleaded with his employee, "Christie, please let me finish on your tits."



The son was a little perturbed at the trick, but the only reason he was having sex with his mom that night was because of Frank, so he couldn't be too mad. Christie rolled her eyes, as she was even less enthused about the idea. If it weren't her boss and the host of the party then she would've refused.



With a 'whatcha-gonna-do?' gesture directed at her handcuffed son, followed by a mouthed, "I'm sorry," the nearly nude married mother dropped to her knees and held out her breasts in her hands.



The boss in the pirate costume jerked off rapidly over the mature chest in order to get off in the thirty-second window.



"Fifteen seconds left," sighed Christie, who wanted to remind her boss she wasn't going to wait all day for him.



Frank wasn't quite as far along as he thought. "Can I have some help?" He blurted out.



If he didn't sign her paycheck, the woman on her knees would have gotten up and smacked him across the face. Instead, she reached out with one hand while holding her chest with the other. She grabbed Frank's average dick and pumped her hand so speedily that it was beginning to burn his shaft. Christie aimed the tip at her chest.



"Five seconds..."



Frank's face went blank and his one eye that wasn't under an eye patch, cringed shut. The hand that aimed the tip made sure it all landed in one spot on her upper right boob so that nothing would get on her costume.



As soon as the last drop left Frank's shrinking package, Christie let go, stood up, and headed over to the chair without even recognizing Frank's existence.



A little upset that her son saw the events that just unfolded, a frustrated Christie nearly yanked Olivia off of Adam's lap, as she said, "Time's up!"



The 19-year-old backed away from the chair. But before she could get too far, the older woman tapped on her shoulder while pointing to the white jizz on her breast. "Clean up your boyfriend's mess."


Frank felt a bit dejected as he saw Christie make Olivia eat his cum off of her instead of her doing it herself. 
Adam was a bit turned on, but all he wanted was his mom again.



Finally, the seductive mother and her horny son had the kitchen to themselves again. Adam was frightened that Frank's actions had turned his mom off, as she put her black hot pants back on and then turned to the chair and slid his boxers and orange scrubs back up to his knees. Not knowing what was going on, Adam just followed his mom's lead and raised his hips so his pants could be slid up to his waist.



His fears were premature though, as Christie walked up and sat down on his lap once more with her chest near his. She reached around him with her arm to click the lever that unclasped the prop handcuffs. "How would you like to come upstairs with me, follow me into a bedroom, lock the door behind you, and take me on a king-sized bed however you want until you finish deep deep inside of me?"



The highschooler was speechless. But his erection twitching against his mother's pussy through her hot pants sufficed as an answer.



The show was over as Adam and Christie practically raced up the stairs. Frank was a single man, but he had seven bedrooms so they just walked into the first guest room they saw. After locking the door behind them, they both felt safe.



Awkwardness ensued as Christie sat down on the king bed in her full outfit. She then removed her light blue cap with the black brim and the aviators resting on top. "Do you mind?"



"No, whatever is comfortable with you is fine." Adam was indifferent to her having the cap on.


The small talk filled the void that was creating the sexual tension. When they were downstairs they had the safety of excusing their behavior on peer pressure. But in the private room, where nobody else was even on the same floor, there were no excuses for their voluntary actions.

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And do you mind?" Christie motioned at the cuffs and, once again, Adam expressed the insignificance.

Hoping that the sexual excitement would not be lost solely due to change of scenery, the provocative mom decided to spice things up. "I have a feeling we've had enough of the cuffs anyway tonight. Don't you?" She smiled from her cheeks.

The son was content with the conversation because he finally saw a path forward. "Yeah, ha-ha. It was killing me not being able to do some of the things I wanted to do."

Christie took the bait. She rose off of the bed and walked in a sultry way towards the door where Adam was still standing. She was a true seductress, as each step placed one heel in front of the other to show off her lower body, while her eyes were full of lust.

Adam was frozen in place as his sexily dressed MILF placed her hand on his chest before leaning in to kiss him. It was the same type of open-mouthed embrace that they performed on the white chair when the crowd was encouraging them to screw.

"And what were some of those things?" sighed the experienced female.

"I...um...I...uh..." Adam stammered. Christie was ecstatic that even though her son had already been inside of her, he was still a captive of her lure.

Giving Adam a much-needed way out, she suggested, "Don't tell me, Sweetie. I want you to show me."

She then moved a foot back and stood still, waiting for her turned-on son to make his move. He began to raise his hands towards the center of Christie's chest, but stopped and lowered his hands.

The giggling mother could see his intentions and why he was unsure. Giving Adam even more help in making his move, the enchanting figure untied the knot in the front of her top. She held the loose triangular ends to the light blue fabric together.

"I could tell you wanted to get your mouth on these earlier," Christie simpered, as in one motion, she exposed her entire chest and let the short sleeves slide down her arms and off of her hands.

Adam adjusted the tent in his pants as his Adams apple sunk in his throat. "Yeah," he mouthed, as he cautiously placed both his hands on the creamy orbs.

"Do whatever you want with them. They're yours." The proud mother was happy she could do something to make her son feel so special.
He moved his parted lips towards her right nipple while his left thumb and index finger pinched and twisted the left one. As he got close, he gazed up one last time to make sure it was all right. "Go ahead, Sweetie. I want to feel your mouth on me." That was all the encouragement Adam needed.



Christie moaned and pulled the brown-haired teen's head into her breast. After minutes of sensual and playful sucking and fondling, Adam had his fill for the moment, as he still had eyes for bigger things.



As her son's mouth released its grip on her left nipple, Christie chuckled at how much harder he made them. The mature woman then scanned her son's figure.



"Well there are three things I don't like and one thing I do like." She tapped her finger on her chin.



"What's that?" Adam played along, as he was sure it would lead towards more arousal.



"I don't like that you're wearing your orange shirt still, even though you're now wearing it like a ripped sleeveless vest so that I can see your abs and you look so goddam sexy in it." The young athlete blushed from the knowledge that his weeks in the gym had paid off. He let the vest fall off his shoulders and onto the ground.



"I also don't like that you're wearing anything below your waist." Adam once again remedied her concern. He grabbed his waistbands and stepped out of his pants and boxers while kicking off his socks. When he stood back up, his penis was standing tall as well.



"Now that! I like that!" Christie made sure Adam was staring at her face when she glared at his crotch and slowly licked the circumference of her pink lips.


Thrilled with how the first part of the game was going, Adam then looked at himself and realized he was completely naked and there was nothing else he could take off. "Wait... But what's the other thing you don't like?" He pondered while his loving mother held his package in her gaze.
I don't like that that's not inside my pussy lips."



"Maybe we can change that," the son sounded, in a clear attempt to finally be confident.



Christie shimmied her way out of her tight black shorts so that she too was entirely naked, except for her sexy heels. "Oh, I think we can fix that problem pretty quickly, too."



For the first time, Adam saw his mom without clothing, and his heart was racing. Christie pirouetted in place while wiggling her hips to give Adam the full view.



She then brushed a strand of her blonde hair back behind her ear that clung to her face, which was just beginning to show signs of perspiration. That was when she remembered that her hair was still in a ponytail from earlier so that it wouldn't get in Adam's face when she rode him.



"One more question before you take me," the naked mom stipulated, "ponytail or let it down?"



"Whatever you want is fine." He tried not to sound entitled.



"No, tell me!" Pleaded the mom, as if she couldn't make up her own mind about it.



Adam then put serious consideration into the seemingly negligible question. "Well," he thought out loud, "that depends."



"Depends on what?" Christie was then curious as to why he was so concerned about the status of her hair.



"On how we do it. Like if it's missionary, you riding me, or me taking you from behind like with you on the bed and me on the ground."



The level of detail in the last option was not lost on Christie. She began to think that her bending over provocatively earlier in the day, and giving Adam a lap dance, ended up having a strong impact on how he wanted to take her. "Something tells me you want the ponytail..."



Christie, starting to tremble herself, took her son's hand and led him over to the nearest side of the firm mattress. She positioned herself between Adam and the edge of the bed. One last time, before they'd begin the process of him filling her with his sperm, Christie and Adam embraced and pressed their lips together.



Then, rubbing her hands together with excitement, the stunning mother turned her slender back to her son. In doing so, she rubbed her booty against his pulsating boner. Adam melted at the feel of his mom's ass grinding on his soft skin.


The older woman then scooted forward towards the bed and climbed onto the mattress. Christie was on her knees, as her heels hung over the edge. Her legs parted a little beyond shoulder width. Looking down in front of him, Adam saw the moist folds of her vagina.
The beauty on the bed then placed her ponytail over her left shoulder and rotated her head back and to the right so she could look at her spellbound son. She knew exactly what he wanted.



Christie tantalizingly bent at the waist and knees at the same time. Her elbows and arms landed on the mattress for support, as her butt hovered a foot above her ankles.



Grateful for the ideal elevation of the steaming pussy, Adam approached with the base of his shaft at the same level as his target. Unsurprising to Christie, Adam first grabbed her ass and felt its weight in his hands. Then he positioned the tip of his penis just centimeters from the open mound.



They both wailed as the cock slid in, in its totality. Christie could feel the pulsating of the vein against her clit. Adam enjoyed the warmth that he had the privilege of enjoying earlier. He began to thrust in and out.



It wasn't long before the couple was up to full speed. The young baseball player used his strong core to leverage deep insertions, as the willing Christie lurched back and forth on her knees and elbows to help increase the depth of penetration.



Adam kept his hands on his mother's upper inner thighs initially, but once they found a steady pace, his hands were free to explore.



He reached over Christie's back to grab her hanging jugs, but he was too far away. Frustrated, the audacious son tried to climb into the bed with his mom. Christie felt what he was attempting to do and she complied. She shuffled her arms and legs forward enough to where there was room for Adam to be behind her on the mattress, kneeling.



Her compliance was quickly rewarded, as Adam's chest pressed against her back and his hands fondled her tingling tits. The pair sounded their satisfaction and pleasure with a series of groans.



It wasn't long before Christie's suspicion of why her son wanted her to have a ponytail came to fruition. Her head jolted back when Adam's right hand took control of her blonde locks. She felt the tugging and then she heard and experienced the slapping of her buttocks against his upper thighs and nuts from the increased leverage he had.



The sensation of fucking her son was too much. "Oh, fuck Adam! I'm about to cum! Mommy's gonna cum for you!"


Shocked that he likely wouldn't finish first, the son wanted to ensure he could feel her orgasm around his dick. He bent over her back again, stuck his thumb into her asshole, and grunted in her ear, "I love you so fucking much, Mom. You're so fucking hot! I want you to squirt out all you juice for me so I can fill your cunt with my semen!"

The dirty talking did its job. Christie nearly cried out as she heard his words, and her insides began to convulse around the swollen rod. "Ahhhh!" Her arms went weak and her face dove into the mattress. Clear fluids spurted out of her vagina and down Adam's thighs.



She laid there with her mind blank, as Adam was on the verge of finishing. His hands were firmly on his collapsed mom's ass, which was the only thing of hers not resting on the bed.



The feeling of his mom orgasming around his dick made him lose control. He inserted himself in and out at an insane speed as he built up to the climax. Then he lost control of his hips and he was paralyzed with his abdomen pressing against his mother's rump. His cockhead, which was six inches deep in Christie's cunt, ejaculated tremendous loads of hot cream.



A muddled moan came from the blonde mom's mouth, which was pressed into the luxury mattress. She felt spurt after spurt of her son's seed travel through her vaginal canal.



The couple hit the bed together in exhaustion. Adam's flaccid piece slipped out and he cuddled his mom in the bed.



Adam and Christie rested horizontally on the large bed with his arm over the top of her chest and his malleable penis touching her behind lightly. Not a word was spoken as the minutes passed. After the panting settled down into normal breathing patterns, the two finally felt back to normal physically.



Holy shit! I just fucked Mom. And she loved it! The thought brought the young adult's mind back to life. Christie, out of nowhere, felt a cylinder inflating against her glutes. It wasn't surprising that Adam would get hard again since he was lying against her and they just had insanely good sex.



Once the growing appendage became as stiff as wood, the attractive woman felt it tap against her body as if it was trying to get her attention. She let it know it had her full attention by briefly wiggling her butt against it with light force. Her son pushed his groin back into her in response. Christie put pressure on Adam's crotch again, as his arm slid down her chest and over her areolas. They began dry humping.



In the anticipation and uncertainty of the moment, the female, who was the main attraction at the sex party, remembered that she hadn't completed an important requirement. She grinded on her son and then she suggestively informed, "You know... I still didn't give you the prize you earned. As naughty as I have been tonight, I wouldn't want to break the rules." She had already broken them earlier with Frank's accountant, but that wasn't to Adam's knowledge.



"What rule is that?" inquired the frisky son.


"The rules of Tube Pong say that I have to perform oral on you until you cum in my mouth. You've only shot your load in my pussy. So unless you let me swallow your hot cum right now, I'm going to be in a lot of trouble."

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Adam's response was no different than what Christie expected and she blew him on the bed. After her son finished in her mouth following a short interval, the experienced mom opened her mouth to show him all of the white cream he injected into her. She then gulped and showed off the inside of her cheeks again as proof that she tasted it all, not that Adam doubted for a second that she wouldn't digest it.

Christie then got up off the bed and assembled her costume once more. Adam knew it was time to leave their isolated paradise and return to the party.
They walked down the stairs to that see people that were making their way into the living room. It was time for Lucky Hard Cards, and the seated circle was forming.



The nearest open spots to sit were next to Frank, and Christie begrudgingly sat down next to him. Adam placed himself down next to his mom on the other side. The game went on in the same manner as last time. The slutty cop was charged with giving her used underwear to a 37-year-old member of her sales team at the end of each day and he had to jerk off in them at home.



The high school student, who didn't even work at the office, then heard his number called by the man in the Kirk costume. His responsibility for the week was to add a "special creamer" to the receptionist's coffee every day before she drank it. As Adam backed out of the circle, he turned to Frank, who was also seated back from the circle since his number had been called.



"How am I supposed to do that? I don't work in your office." Frank was puzzled by his new acquaintance's question.



"I actually meant to ask you about that, Frank," the woman in between them, Christie, interrupted. "With all of these new corporate clients I've been getting, I need a managerial assistant. Of course, he would be an unpaid intern who helped me after school." Christie gestured at the prisoner.



Adam didn't know what the hell just happened. All he wanted to do was find out how he could cum in someone's coffee and suddenly he was being signed up for an afterschool job doing paperwork in an insurance office.



The boss glanced at the young man, who he was developing a soft spot for, and agreed with one of his managers. "Christie, I think you could use some help around the office, too. And he would no longer be an outsider here anyway, which makes me more comfortable. As long as I don't have to pay him then I see no issue," he said with a heavy laugh.



"Why did you do that? I don't want to work for free after school! What do you even need me to do?!" The on-edge son asked incredulously like his mom had just barged into his room without knocking.



The exposed seductress settled Adam's worries quickly. She placed her hand subtly on his upper inner thigh and whispered in his ear, with her tongue licking the lobe, "Come with me upstairs to that bedroom again during free play, and I'll show you what you're going to do for me at work every... single... day."


The orange tent was re-pitched. Christie happily saw her son's reaction to her job offer. With her lips back on Adam's ear, she added more fuel to the fire in his loins. "Aww, Baby. Do you need mommy to take care of that erecion for you?"

Through his numb mind, the blessed son realized a potential problem. "Wait, wouldn't people know about our...uh...relationship?"



"At work I don't talk about my family and nobody even knows I have a son. And I have a feeling that I have a friend in HR who would gladly help us doctor your working papers." Both of them peered across the circle at Sheila.


Adam's excitement returned, as his mom continued, "However, I do think its time I act like everyone else, and have a picture of my son on my desk. And I know exactly which one to frame..." They both looked again at Sheila before turning back to each other and kissing erotically.