My mom called me down to the living room where she and her girlfriend had been drinking wine all afternoon. Dad was away at my uncle's place for the weekend.
"Hi John." Mom said. "You know May, right?"
May was an office administrator at the production house my mom worked in. She was only 32 to my mom's 45 years, but they got along like schoolgirls. May was a very attractive brunette with full breasts that I had to resist looking at, especially the way they were currently outlined by her tight blouse.
My mom's weren't that bad either, I figured, briefly comparing them. While my mom was a real blond MILF, I never allowed my mind to wonder what she might look like naked.
"Of course, mom." I said. "Hi, May."
May smiled back with a dopey expression. I could see that the red wine had stained her teeth a little pink. She seemed pretty drunk.
"I was just telling May that you had a nice one son." Mom said.
I couldn't believe what I had just heard.
"What do you mean, mom?" I asked. My mom was beyond plastered. She was fucking looped.
"I told her that you had a great big cock."
They both giggled.
"Seriously," Mom said, speaking to May, "His dick is like a foot long. It makes my husband's look a pixie straw."
I stuttered. Sure, it's true my cock is a full nine inches when erect. I even measured it once with mom's sewing tape. But to hear it discussed like this was disgusting! I tried to figure out how my mom even knew when I remembered that she had caught a glimpse of it last month when my towel accidentally fell from my waist as I was heading to the shower from my room, but I couldn't believe she would share that information!
"I think you two have had enough to drink." I told them plainly. "Now, if you don't mind, I've got to study for my Algebra test tomorrow." I turned to return upstairs when I felt May's hand grope my bottom. I jumped.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?"
She gave me a cute smile. "Don't be so uptight."
"Imagine if I just grabbed your tits out of the blue!" I told her. "You'd probably press charges. Because I'm a guy I guess you think it's funny!!!"
May looked disappointed.
"Oh son," Mom said, "We didn't mean to be like that. It's just that, May was telling me she was a size-queen and, I guess I got carried away." She took another sip of red wine from the glass in her hand. "It's just that I'm proud you're blessed with a great package, that's all. Especially when your dad is so small he can't even wear condoms!"
I didn't know what to say. My mom had just complemented my cock and compared it to my dad's! Even more bizarre, I started to feel my dick get hard. I tried to hide it, but May noticed.
"Well, your feelings couldn't be hurt that bad." May said, smiling. I could feel the after-touch of her fingers on my penis, their phantom impressions stirring it to life.
Looking down at May, my nineteen year old hormones started to rage. She was about 5'6 and very slim. Her long legs stretched out from beneath her black skirt. I looked at them as I unconsciously pulled my belt open and unzipped my fly. I took my cock out; the entire nine semi-hard inches.
May looked surprised as it flopped out in front of her. Soon, it was hovering with an erection.
"It's not fully hard yet." I told her.
"Well, let me help." She smiled, as she gripped my cock with her slim fingers, stroking it to a full erection. Wordlessly, she took my now hard cock and licked it all over with her wide tongue. I moaned, looking over to mom who was just smiling.
"Feel good honey?" Mom asked as May took me in her mouth and started to give me a proper blowjob.
"Yes mommy..." I slurred. I hadn't called her mommy since I was five. May lifted my cock up and licked my balls. I put two hands on her head, modestly directing the movements of her tongue.
