You Are In So Much Trouble

 

When I turned 18, my parents told me about something that they had kept from me, my whole life. They were Swingers. But more than that, they were swingers because my Dad could not possibly keep up with my Mom’s sexual appetites. So not only did they quickly spiral into a kink lifestyle, but my Dad quickly realized that it was a lot of fun to watch, and even just hear about, My Mother satiating her sexual needs. 

They even started telling me their schedules so that I would know where they were if there was an emergency. But, naturally, I was never invited to the parties.

Well, that didn’t work for me. I mean, you cannot simply tell a horny teenager who is jerking off 5-6 times a day that there is this hyper sexual swinger and kink scene hidden just below the surface of the town, and then expect them to leave it alone!

So, I started digging. I started reading up on kink, and swingers and trying to figure out how I could get into the same kinds of parties that my Parents were going to, and then I actually did it! I got my foot in the door, I proved myself a gentlemen who was willing explore and keep an open mind, and next thing I knew I was being invited to the kinds of parties and events that my Parents had been telling me about!

Until… 

One night, which, yeah, I should have realized this was going to happen eventually. But one night, I just so happened to go to a party, and it was one that my Mom and Dad were at too. My Mom was there, my sexy Aunt, Sara, was there. I had a former HS teacher there. And honestly, it was close enough to home and ran close enough to the social circles that I had been in when I was a high-school student, that I probably should have avoided it. But I didn’t. Instead, I went to the party, and just tried to avoid the people I knew instead. 

Especially my Parents! 

I tried to avoid them, but I still wanted to see if I could score with some hot swinger MILFS. And, I did! Plus, thanks to my youth, I was able to stick around and try again. And, being a bit greedy, I then stuck around to try again, again. 

At one point I was naked and making out with someone, when a hand reached up from under me and started playing with my balls. I moaned into my partner's mouth, they looked down, smiled, and spun me around so that they could nibble on my neck while I looked at the person who was playing with my dick. 

I looked down then, just as my Mother, unknowingly, took her own Son’s cock into her mouth. I gasped, and she looked up at me, the smile immediately leaving her eyes. 

She spat out my cock and gave me a look that sent a shiver down my spine. 

“Oh ho ho… You are in SO much trouble when we get home young man.” She said sternly. I started to pull away but she clapped a hand on my ass and said, “No no. You are already here now. You may as well stick it out. But we ARE talking about this later, just so you know.”

Then she opened her mouth, and with a little cran of her neck, and a direct stare into my eyes, she dared me to put my cock back in it.

I hesitated…

For a few seconds at least. Then I aimed it at her. And when she kept waiting, I pushed my cock forward. Mom gave a little, “Mmmm Hmmm”, of approval. A noise that I felt vibrating down my shaft. 

A moment later I realized that my Aunt had just been put on her hands and knees right beside Mom. After a few seconds of steady moaning, she said “Hi Sis”, with a flirty grin. Then she noticed me and gave a laugh before saying, “Oh ho ho, you are gonna get killed later!” Then, after my Aunt Sara loudly enjoyed a few more thrusts from her partner, she noticed my cock stretching out my Mother’s cheek and gave a different kind of laugh before adding, “But, as you’ve clearly figured out, you may as well go for it in the meantime!” 

 

My Mom proceeded to give me the best blowjob of my entire life. And when I ran into her an hour later and asked for me, she seemed almost impressed that I’d had the nerve. When I ran into her again an hour after that and asked for me, she spread her legs and asked me if I was feeling brave. But eventually, the party was coming to an end, and I was standing on legs that were struggling not to tremble with exhaustion anytime I was standing.

So, I got in my car and headed home. But I knew, naturally, that I hadn’t gotten away with shit. My Mom, and possibly my Dad too, were definitely coming for my head at some point in the next day or two. 

I didn’t have to wait long. Mom confronted me back at the house. Dad either didn’t say anything, or didn’t know. But when Mom told me once again that I was, “In so much trouble.” She did with a seductive purr in her voice. It was just after bedtime, and she said it as she was closing my bedroom door behind her. Her grin alone was enough to make me hard, but just in case I needed further motivation, Mom dropped her robe off her shoulders and onto the floor. 

Something was definitely different. Something had definitely changed. 

And, I have a feeling that I am going to like being in the kind of trouble that my Mom has in mind.

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