Josh had told me he was having a small get together at his place at noon and that I should go. I wasn't really that great friends with Josh; we had worked together on chemistry a few times, and he seemed like a nice guy. The real reason I wanted to go was because of Josh's girlfriend Sonny. I'd spent that last ten years of my life masturbating to that girl, ever since she hit puberty in fifth grade. Now, we were older, but that didn't change the fact that Sonny had big tits and fine curves.
The issue was I didn't have a car, so I had to ask my mom for a ride. Being a single mom, she sometimes got lonely so she bugged be about where exactly I was asking her to take me.
"Just a friend's house, mom," I said.
"Which friend?" she asked.
"His name's Josh, he's having a little party."
"Oh?" my mom asked, looking at me oddly, "Well I've never met Josh, how do I know his party is safe?"
"You can trust me, mom, I'm an adult."
"Not while you're under this roof," she said. She was right. I had no money of my own and I wasn't done with high school yet. There was absolutely nothing I could do but live with her and follow her orders.
"Anyway," she said, "I'll come with you to the party, just to make sure."
"Mom, they don't want you to come to their party."
"Ask him. Call him up and see."
I sighed. Whatever. I called Josh on my phone.
"Hey man, what's up?" he answered.
"Hey, I don't know if I'll be able to come to the party."
"Ah, no way, what happened?"
"Well, the only way I'd be able to get there is with my mom, and she said she'd have to come to the party to in order to take me and I know you wouldn't want that."
There was a fumble as Josh spoke to someone else in his house before coming back to the phone.
"Wait, is your mom the chick who runs the snack booth after school?"
He was right. My mom liked to volunteer for the PTA selling candy and chips at my school.
"The one with big tits?" Josh asked.
"Uhhhhh, I guess?" I answered. How was I supposed to answer that? "The one who gave Joey a handjob?!"
I had heard those rumors before, and I wasn't sure if they were true or not. Apparently, my mom had needed help carrying snacks one day, and after Joey had helped her, she had brought him behind the snack booth and jerked him off onto her tits.
It sounded a little extreme, but it could've been something my mom would do. She'd always been open about her sexuality, dressing skimpily and openly sleeping with guys around the house. Sometimes she'd even comment on how handsome a few of my friends were. It was entirely possible that my mom had beaten Joey's meat onto her chest. I just preferred not to think about it.
"Yea, I think that's what people are saying about her," I answered to Josh.
"Oh my god, dude, absolutely bring your mom, that sounds awesome."
"Oh, okay, I guess I'll be there in a half hour or so."
"Tell her to wear something hot!" he yelled before hanging up.
"Well, what'd he say?" my mom cooed victoriously.
"He said you should wear something hot?" I said awkwardly. It was a strange message to deliver.
"Ha, ha, I will," my mom answered, and I shuddered. She skipped off to her room to get ready.
I was already dressed, so I sat out in the car waiting for her. It was a while before she sauntered over to the van and got into the driver's seat
My mom wore a tight t-shirt whose bottom she'd cut off so that she could show off her midriff. She had a pair of small jean shorts on, the kind that didn't even try to cover her fleshy ass or inner thighs. She was driving with the seat belt wedged between her heaving chest, loose and fleshy with wide open cleavage. Not that I was looking. I get weirded out by my mom's sluttiness.
We got to the party late; there were about four cars parked out front already. The sun was shining pretty brightly as we walked towards the doorstep.
My mom knocked and Josh came to answer.
"Hey man!" he said, hugging me.
"And hi," he said to my mom, looking at her uncovered body from top to bottom, "I'm Josh."
"I'm Chad's mom," she said, bending her knees and giggling.
"Come on in," he added, ushering us in and walking behind. He was staring meanly at my mom's ass as she swayed her hips.
Everyone was sitting in the living room in a circle. There were two guys who I didn't recognize, each with a girl on their lap, then Sonny, leaning against a couch. She was holding a bright green bong which she was lighting as we entered.
Josh took a seat next to Sonny and squeezed her against him. She stroked his thigh with her free hand.
Upon seeing Sonny, I immediately felt a stirring in my pants. She was wearing a skin tight shirt that only served to show off the immense perkiness of her breasts. Her thick dick-sucking-lips wrapped slowly around the bong mouth and I nearly popped a boner right there.
My mom sat next to Josh and I followed, between her and one of the guys. Everyone in the room was stoned.
I was worried that my mom would be upset at the drug use, seeing as stopping that kind of thing was the reason she supposedly came, but she seemed alright with it.
The bong passed around to the guys and eventually to me. I was unsure about getting stoned with my mom around, but Sonny stared at me with those sexy eyes and I knew I had to. When I was finished, I handed it to the next person in the circle: my mom.
Inexperienced, she fumbled with the lighter until Josh leaned over and grabbed her hand, helping her light it. He guided the mouth to her lips, and my mom licked the rim slowly before shoving the thing into her mouth. One of the guys yelled "Damn, what a show," and I shrugged awkwardly.
When she had inhaled enough, she offered the bong back to Josh, who shook his head, so my mom handed it to Sonny.
"I really like your top," Sonny said to my mom. Here was the girl whose top I had ripped off in millions of self-pleasure fantasies telling my mom that her top was nice.
"Oh, really?" my mom said, pulling down on the bottom of the shirt and sending more of her boobs up out of the low cut neck line, "Thanks so much."
"Seriously, you're gorgeous," Sonny said sincerely, "Your tits are like busting out of that shirt. How do you know Josh again?"
"Oh, I'm Chad's mom," she said, putting her arm over my shoulder and smiling.
"Oh my god, no way!" Sonny said incredulously, "You look the same age as him!"
"Ha, thanks," my mom laughed.
"Chad, you should be proud that your mommy's such a hottie," Sonny said to me, and then took a hit off the bong. It was the first time I could remember that she had addressed me directly.
After a half hour or so, everyone was pretty buzzed. One of the guys had left to go into the other room with his girl, and the other was making out with his in the corner. Sonny was leaning up against Josh, and somehow, so was my mom. Josh had a hand on the inside of each of their thighs and was rubbing them up and down as he told a joke that made both of them laugh.
I guess I didn't mind. It was weird and all, but my mom was an adult, she could sit wherever she wanted. I was just surprised Sonny was okay. She seemed totally fine with the way Josh was feeling up my mom.
"I honestly can't get over how great your chest looks," Sonny said to my mom somewhat randomly, "I mean really, your boobs look spectacular. They're real, right?"
"Of course they are! And it's fine," my mom said, pretty stoned. She put her hands on her hips and thrust out her chest. "You can feel them if you want."
Sonny leaned over Josh, who stared with an eerie smile, and lifted each of my mom's tits up and down.
"They're fucking heavy," she said, moving my mom's boobs faster.