RiskyVenture

You only turn 18 once right? That was what I had figured when I set all this up; and I was hoping  the view was spectacular! I was bent over the table…  I, his Mother, was bent over the table. I was wearing high heels, with no panties or skirt, and my long, dark hair was braided in a way  that made it look like it was just waiting to be grabbed. My big tits were held snugly in a shirt that  was much too low, and much too tight. But that hardly mattered, since the glass table I was bent  over was strong enough to hold 10 people on it, and currently had those same tits mashed into it  as I pressed my body down, spread my legs, and waited… I smiled a private and wicked smile as I offered up the view to my Son and his Father. I mean,  you only turn 18 once, right? He’d known this was coming… kind of. He’d been staring, constantly, since puberty; and hiding,  badly, that he’d been masturbating to me since about the same time....

JUST A QUICK UNZIPPING   “Anyway”, my Dad said. “I’m going to head up to bed, but before I do, I just wanted to say that, A,  I’m real proud of you, and TWO, your Mom has your “big present” for you in the next room.  Then, in the perfect moment, my Mom called out from the next room; “Hey sweetie? Would you  be a dear and come in here and unzip me?”. Which caused me to look at my Dad and laugh.  The fact that they were both swingers and kinksters had allowed us, for the last year or two at  least, to make the kind of inappropriate jokes that 18 and 19 year old men usually reserved just  for friends. So… I couldn’t pass up an opportunity like that! “Wow… you shouldn’t have”, I said, all too suggestively, and Dad and I both had a laugh about it,  before he gave me a playful punch, told me to go help my Mother, and headed off to sleep.  It was then, at the end of a pretty great day of partying, eating, and having fun with f...