Hung with Pride

ELVIRA and SAILOR MOON: You Could See Your Mom

My mom and dad were more than just swingers. They were a lord and lady in the fetish world. Their willingness to plan and host events, ensured that they were invited to every possible event. So basically, as long as people followed some really basic, human, common sense rules, they could engage in every sexual, deviant, and perverse act imaginable. By the time I was a horny teenager, believe it or not, I wanted in on that action. 

It took a couple years of convincing, but, I was finally going to get to go a swinger event. It was next weekend, there was a superhero theme, and my parents had some… stipulations.

It was really weird, and that I said yes to those really weird stipulations just goes show how desperate I was to get a place in the crazy sexy lifestyle that they both enjoyed. So, basically; my mom was worried that I wouldn’t be able to handle seeing her or dad (because they tended to split up at these events) “enjoying themselves”, at one of these events. She said, and I’m quoting here, that she didn’t want me to have a heart attack, and have to take me to the hospital… Yeah. So, apparently that was a concern…

But I humored her, and asked how I could prove myself. Mom suggested that She sit in my room, and tell me about the events while I masturbate. She said it alleviated the most concerns, with the least weirdness. Dad protested, and for the first time ever, I agreed with dad. But mom is mom; and like always, she won. Fast forward to the day before we left for my first event, and my mom is sitting on the edge of my bed in fishnets, garters, black lace gloves, and a little white top that dipped so low you see her areola peaking out the sides. She was wearing her long-black-hair straight, and her brown eyes met my own when she told me, “your pants and your underwear need to be in a pile at my feet in the next 60 seconds or the deal is off”. 

It was… intense. Mom’s voice was, still the most familiar voice in my life, but it was lower now. Sultry. She was using her bedroom voice, and, if I’m being honest, it was a powerful thing.

So, I did what she said, took the flavored lube she gave me to use, and started stroking my cock; in the same room, on the same bed, as my mom. Then, she started her story…

“Honey,” she started. “The point of this isn’t to be mean. The point of this is to prepare you for the things you’ll do, see, and see getting done… even to your mom”. I got harder then, but I’m almost sure it was just because I was touching myself… that didn’t sound right.

Anyways, mom said that she wanted to tell me about the first time that my brother went to an invite. It was about a year ago, and the event was Halloween themed. And while he knew that mom was going as sailor moon, he also knew that his favorite teacher, who was our neighbor and mom’s best friend; would be going as Elvira. He was super psyched about the possibility of his English teacher giving him oral, in costume, and then having her class again the following Monday. It was a thing for him, mom explained casually, and, “he never really thought about the fact that I would be there too”, she said. Giving the story a mildly ominous tone. I didn’t mention that we’d called that teacher “Aunty” outside the classroom since we were 6, precisely because she’d been our neighbor and mom’s besty our whole lives; but I did make a mental note that my brother had issues.

“So…” she continued, and then she began relaying how, my brother had been there for over an hour, and not “done anything” yet, because he kept obsessing over finding his English teacher, my mom’s best friend. Well, eventually he rounds a corner, and there she is; Elvira. Long black dress, long black wig, pale skin, lovely tits… the whole 9 yards. Except she isn’t alone. His best buddy is there too, leaning against a couch with his cock disappearing into her mouth over and over again. “Now”, mom admonished. “He only knew it was his best friend because he recognized his mask”. Mom then remarked about how neither could see a damn thing because they had stupid strap on masks, and she hoped I was smarter than that at my first party since, SEEING everything was half the point. 

“But…”, she lamented… and then she got back to the story. So, my brother is watching the woman of his dreams give his buddy a blowjob. His friend is doing everything he wanted to do, even fondling her tits. Then he noticed my brother for the first time, and he looks down at the back of Elvira’s head and mumbles through is mask, “how do you feel about one more?”. A loud moan, and a thumbs up later, “your brother’s spirits went through the roof as he realized he was about to get a lot more than just a mouth!”.

“Next thing you know”, mom said as she watched me, very, very slowly stroking my cock… What? I really didn’t want’ to cum too fast. Sue me. Mom smirked as she realized this, but continued. “Your brother slides his cock into the tightest pussy he’s ever had, and the little slut moans for it!” It’s worth mentioning at this point, that mom calling my “aunt” little slut was normal. They’d both been kinky forever, and they playfully called each other things like “whore”, all the time.

Anyways. Mom talked about how Elvira was already all lubed up, in both holes, and has easily moved panties. So my brother and his friend are just, going to town on her. They are sliding into her from both ends, and she’s hot, and she’s moaning, and she’s grabby, and they are both struggling to stay cool. “Then, your brother’s friend grabs her by the hair and forcibly stops her from sucking him off, which makes your brother stop what he’s doing too”, mom said. It turns out that my brother’s friend told my my brother that he just “HAS to feel” the most amazing mouth to ever suck a cock. And since my brother was trying not to cum, and that was what he wanted to begin with, he agrees that it’s perfect, so they switch.

“So then your brother pulls out of her, and the two of them switch sides. She has her face in the couch, and her ass in the air, and after your brother gets there and bob’s that big teenaged dick in front of her, she gobbles him up before he can say a thing, and immediately he’s got his head thrown back, and then his buddy slams into her from behind, and drives her lips right down to the root”… Mom just kept going like that, and I got the impression she was making the story sound dirty because she wanted to see if she could make me cum before it was over. But, I held on. “Now, you have to remember”, mom said. “That they were so wrapped up in what they were doing, that they weren’t really looking around and seeing all the people and things happening around them…”

“This goes on for several minutes. Elvira cums several times, the boys are getting close, they have her spitroasted, but they’ve done the Eifel Tower thing too, just so they could say they did. They are working her hard from both ends, and she is working them right back. And finally it’s all too hot, and they both end up taking off their masks, and then your brother looks over and…”. And then mom, paused, letting my imagination catch up.

“So. Your brother is standing there, getting the blowjob of his dreams, his balls are full, he can’t really stop what he’s doing… And then he hears someone telling your dad to cum on her face; and he looks over, and right in that moment, who do you think he saw?”. I gulped. Of course, this was the point of the story. So I guessed. “Sailor Moon”?, and mom nodded. “That’s right honey”, she said. Taking a face full of cum from your dad, not 6 feet away, is your slut-aunt, who’d he’d been looking for the whole night!“.

Mom said it like it was so obvious, but it was confusing as hell. I think, just for a second, she broke my brain. Because now I didn’t know what they hell was going on. Mom seemed to be enjoying the pained face I was making, and her smile brought me back to my senses just long enough to  ask for clarification. “But… I thought you were dressed as sailor moon,” I said, suddenly not really understanding the point of the story. “I did the day before,” mom said. “But your aunt and I often switch costumes for the second day of an event.

Mom looked completely normal for a few seconds as she let it sink in. But then, as realization dawned, her smile slowly grew, until she was grinning wickedly from ear to ear.

“Yeah.” She said with a big ol’ smile. “You see, your brother hadn’t actually said anything, his friend had done all the talking. And with my hair all teased out, I was almost as blind as him and his friend while I was being bent over. So none of us could see, your brother didn’t say anything to give away his identity, his friend didn’t know because he’d swapped out with another guy, and had never seen my face. And I never said anything because…” and then mom grinned again. “Well, because I started with a mouth full of teenaged dick, and as soon as it came out, your brother not only slid his, rather large cock, down his own mother’s throat. But when he did, he had me moaning at the taste of my own pussy while he did it. So, they we’re exactly hearing me say anything that would have revealed who I was either.”

“So basically”, mom said, her tone and posture both languid and sexual. “Though none of us knew it, what really happened was this…”

“Your brother’s friend came upon some guy getting a blowjob, from your mother”, she said with a wink. “That guy screams and shoots his cum down my throat, and your brother’s friend steps right up, and, without hesitation, I just went to town on the boy. Well,” mom continued. “No more than a minute goes by, and he taps me on the shoulder and asks if he and a friend can double team me. So,” she smiled. “being who I am, I moaned my approval, and spread my legs a bit so as to invite the new guy. But, of course, the new guy was your brother… my first born son.” “So then this giant slab of teenaged dick spreads me open from behind, and I was LOVING it. Of course”, mom added, waiving her hand dismissively. “I didn’t know it your brother, or his friend. We were all still in the dark at this point. But… none the less. Your brother and his friend were slipping hard young dick’s into your mother from both ends; and I could not have moaned louder” she added with a sultry purr.

“So, the little scamps were double teaming me for a good 10 minutes before they switched places, and then, of course, before I can look up, and say hi, and exchange business cards” mom said sarcastically. “I see that giant dick, dripping with my pussy juice come bobbing past my face, and I just… I just had to get it nice and clean. So basically, they traded places, and now your brother was getting serviced by the other end of his mom while his friend… absolutely ravaged my pussy!”

At that, mom smiled. “Then of course, we got to where we are now.” Mom said, ignoring my blush, my heaving breathing, and my hard-on as she continued unabashed. “Your aunt told your dad to cum on her face, which caught my son’s attention, and made him realize that the lips sliding up and down the length of his cock… might be mommy’s. So, we all sort of came to the realization at the same time. We were all right on the edge, and my son and his friend, it turns out, are fucking me; and are very close to cumming”.

Mom just let that hang in the air. I had stopped touching myself by this point. I was still rock hard, I just didn’t want to cum while mom was talking about herself like this, because, I don’t know, I thought it would be weird or bad or something. 

Then I asked mom what happened next. And she told me that when my brother saw his teacher, he blurted out her name. She looked over at him with a face full of cum and a smile, but then her face went to shock and she blurted out, “Is That Your Mom!?!?!”. Which made mom look up just in time to see her son looking down, and then his friend screamed “Oh My God”, and called her “Mrs” and our last initial, like he always does… but he was too late.

Then mom, in the room with me, got up on her hands and knees, and said; “So your brother’s friend has me like this, and he’s rocking me pretty hard”, and after she said it she started bucking on the bed, not 2 feet from me, like she was getting fucked from behind. “And he looks at your brother and screams that he is about to shoot a load of cum into his mom”, mom said, now panting and moaning to add to the effect. “And so your dad, your aunt, and honestly just about everyone within earshot are all staring as this is happening. And your brother pulls his cock out of my mouth and stutters out, ‘oh god mom what do I do’…”

“So,” mom said. “I looked up at him, and I said what I was feeling… I told him, Son…”

“You shove that big young dick back inside your mother, and fuck your mommy’s pretty face until the inside of me is covered with your cum.”.

At that, I think I turned bright red. And mom said, “and do you know what that felt like?” And before I could say anything, she crawled towards me, worked her lips down the length of my cock, and when my balls touched her chin and she reached around and began to fondle them, I found out exactly what cumming down my mother’s throat felt like.

So, yeah… that happened. I came, covering my mouth so I wouldn’t scream and have the whole house guess what was really happening in my room. When it was done, mom just smiled, and swallowed it all. 

She put her clothes back on, which she had been slowly removing throughout the story, and then she told me that I, “passed with flying colors”, and I get to go to the party this weekend. But then she added, “Of course, if your anything like your brother… it won’t be the other girls that your hoping to score with”.

Just as she was about to leave, I asked her if all that really happened, and she paused, and gave me a “silly boy” look, before telling me in an admonishing tone that, not only did it happen just like that, but; that everyone had been so turned on by the whole thing that she became the center of attention for hours. “Imagine that,” she said. “Your poor brother watching all his friends and neighbors gangbang his mommy while his own cum ran down her chin. And that’s not even all…” mom said. But then she stopped herself, and told me that she thought I’d heard quite enough for one night.

Then she shot me a smile and a wink, as she closed my door with her usual, “sweet dreams honey”. And I was pretty sure that my dreams were going to be anything but sweet that night.

Two New Toys For Mommy:

“Two of them”, she promised her husband. Her lips exaggerating the words, and drawing attention to their fullness, and wicked promise. He gulped and she smiled. Their son was at a friend’s house for the night, and they knew from experience that he had a noisy headboard. So as they lay there, “playing”, his wife had proposed a wicked idea. What if she took her toys into their sons room, stuck one to the headboard, and gave her husband one hell of a show. He could hear his beautiful, milf, wife in the next room, slurping on one dick and getting fucked by another…

She quirked an eyebrow, waiting for his response. It took only a few moments for him to realize how hot that would be for him, before he found himself nodding.

So his wife slipped out of their bed, with those lovely curves of hers, and then she grabbed a bag out from under her nightstand, and very slowly, she walked from the bedroom, with a sinful little gait to her walk. Just before she left, she paused at the door and turned back. There, she put a finger to her lips and adopted a nervous/pouty look. “Don’t listen”, she pleaded. “They are going to do terrible things to your wife… things you shouldn’t hear”. Then she pushed her finger into her mouth, and gave it a few quick sucks as she pretended that it was being forced in there by someone else. It was then that her husband realized that she had positioned herself so that it really could have been someone else’s finger, and then she held up her other hand like someone was taking it, and “was pulled” out of sight.

Once in her son’s room however, her big smile quickly turned into a face that was a cross between “ouch” and “oops”. Her son was on his bed, and not at his friends house. “Oh,” his mom said weakly. But he just gave her a big ol’ grin, sitting on his famously noisy bed, in his blue jeans and white t-shirt, and mouthed “yeah”.

“Heard all that?” she whispered, creeping towards him apologetically. But when her son nodded, her face changed as she leaned forward and unzipped her bag. Because her next whispered words were, “then get the fuck off the bed”. Her tone was serious, and hard. And she was his mom… so before his brain could process the absurdity of the statement, he found that he had already obeyed. “You two are so much bigger than I expected” she suddenly said loudly, and her son blushed ten shades of red, and looked around stupidly for a moment. But when his mom saw his confusion she just smiled big and shook her head, as she was attaching the first dildo to the headboard, and climbing up onto the bed. She began to rub her pussy gently, as she talked aloud about how strong “you both” looked. How big their dicks were, and about how she knew she shouldn’t, but she just couldn’t resist. Meanwhile her son stood dumbfounded, and hard as a rock, forced out of his own bed as he watched the show.

Soon his mom had the head of the dildo right up against her snug little pussy, and she was down to nothing but her bra and jewelry. But before she pushed back and slid that monster into her, she looked up at her son’s hard on and froze.

Her look went from that of a woman concentrating on a performance, to that of a horny slut, and when she brought that look up to her son, it shook him to his core. “In or out?” she whispered. Again, he looked confused, so she whispered to him once more, telling him that he could pick either side of the door, but that he needed to close it. A moment later he had some of his composure back, and the door was closed… but he was still in the room. “Both of you at the same time”, she asked; and then “wait, give me a second to”, but then she pushed back hard on the dildo, interrupting herself, and letting out a powerful moan. The moans did not quiet, and soon his mom found a steady rhythm. His headboard starting banging against the wall as her intensity picked up a bit. The whole time she was verbal. Talking about how big and hard it was, how good it felt in her tight little pussy, and how much stamina her new lover had. But after awhile she looked up at her son again, seeming to remember he was there again.

With her face, she gestured to her bag. But he was so lost in the show that he didn’t understand. But then she spoke in that overly loud voice again. “You teenagers are so THICK. But your cocks make up for your shyness, don’t they?” He almost gasped “mom!” thinking she had given away his presence, but his dad moaned so loud at her words that it could be easily heard through the wall, and mom just smiled, obviously getting the result she wanted.

Again, his mom gestured towards the bag and said, “Please lover! I’m old enough to be your mother. Don’t make mommy beg! Just give me that hot young cock!” It was such a clever way to send the message that she almost laughed, but her son, still lost in the growing lust of the situation, and overpowered by the strength of the sensuality that was coming from his mom right at that moment, misunderstood. And, almost clumsily, he undid his fly, and got up onto the bed. Her eyes went wide, as she realized the mixed signal. However, a split second later, the idea that he not only misunderstood, but that he ACCEPTED what he thought the invitation was had her wetter than ever. She looked up at him, and crooked her finger so he could bend down to hear her. When he ear was right at her head, she gave him a kiss on the cheek and whispered “that’s not what mommy meant honey”.  She pulled her lips back away from his ear then, and so they were face to face; and, a moment later, he figured it out. When he did, his face, somehow, became even redder. She could tell he was just about to reach for her bag when she whispered, “but since your already here”.

“Did you like that?” she declared loudly. “You like thinking of me as mommy you little pervert?!”

“Well then go ahead and do it baby. It’s alright honey. I mean it. You go right ahead and push that big, fat, teenaged cock, into your mother’s mouth”. He hesitated, so she took the initiative. And soon her husband was masturbating to the sound of her slurping on her son’s big cock while she rode a dildo hard, slamming the headboard against the wall, harder, and harder.

It was mere moments before she was legitimately cumming, and her son grabbed a handful of her hair and guided her face so that she kept blowing him while she rode out her first orgasm.

As the night went on, they changed positions a few times, but always so he could feel his mother’s mouth and throat from a new angle. Towards the end, she realized that she had always been elaborate with these role plays, and so she knew her husband would suspect nothing if she “cleaned up” afterwards. The moment she realized that, she pulled off her son’s cock and began stroking him. Her wedding band sliding up and down the length of his young, hard, cock as she posed a question to her eldest child. She asked him if he thought that he would enjoy shooting a hot load of young cum all over his mother’s pretty face. He began bucking immediately, and she held eye contact as much as she could as they both came. She was cumming and moaning, but she stayed the good parent. She focused on her son’s orgasm, working him over hard, and jerking his big cock off as she was telling him to cum on mommy’s face.

Like the good son that he was, he clamped his hand over his mouth when he came, and kept up the ruse straight through the end.

At the end of the night, when she slipped back into bed with her husband, her face freshly washed, he gushed with compliments on her performance, calling it the hottest thing that he had ever heard, and pleading with her to play “mommy” for him someday.

They had a frank discussion about how hot he found her playing with her “favorite new toys”, and in the end, she asked him if he would like to hear their son fuck her again that weekend. “Oh god yes!” was his immediate reply, but she wasn’t done yet… “Well then”, she continued. What if I brought my little bag next store, and it turned out that our son had several friends over… and what if you had to listen, as his mother seduced them all, and they gangbanged me… right in the next room?“. She thought he was going to overheat and die, based on the the look that followed; and she laughed lightly.