Bluvelvet99: Bronze Era Classic  Originally published March 30, 2014Toys in the SandboxYou we

Bluvelvet99: Bronze Era Classic   Originally published March 30, 2014Toys in the SandboxYou were at a house party. It was being held by a family friend who was your age. You didn’t like him very much. You never have. But your mom convinced you that the both of you should go. She said that it wasn’t right to not show up to his big special day, but you could tell her real concern was for you to get out of the house and meet people for once in your life.  Who knows, you could maybe find a girlfriend there or something. She also said she wanted to see the birthday boy now that he was all grown up. She‘s known him since he was little, and it’s been a few years since the last time she saw him.As you sat in the car, watching the street lights pass in the night, you couldn’t believe you let her convince you to go to this stupid party. You were sure that nothing good, exciting, sexual, or romantic would happen to you that night. Your life sucked up to this point. Why would tonight be any different?  But regardless, you went to make your mom happy. You could never say no to her. The look on your face when you finally caved into her requests was always so heavenly it warmed you from your toes to your tummy.When you finally got to the loud, crowded party, you sat in the corner and watched people be normal in a way that you just couldn’t muster. You especially watched your old “friend”, the birthday boy, hit on girls and brag about his accomplishments in life to them. It seemed so cocky, arrogant, and even fake. But nobody seemed to notice. Not even your mom. The girls listening to his tall tales watched with wide-eyes as his stories neared their tired punchlines, which somehow always seemed both predictable and unlikely.But what could you do? What could you do other than watch as everyone there got drunker and drunker as the night went on, Including your mom, who was really tipping them back. And then something funny happened. Something unexpected. Girls were approaching you, with smiles on their dimpled faces, and they were trying to get you to dance with them, much to your terror and joy. You kept replying to the negative whenever they did, almost reflexively, as if your fight or flight instinct was trying to save you from being mauled by tigers. But as the night wore on, the horrifying and uncertain novelty of finally being brought into the fold was starting to wear off, and you eventually gave in. And then you approached the dance floor with something approaching confidence, and when you got there, and you began shaking to the music while holding them close, they  repaid your new act of courage by laughing at your dance moves. Some of them even pointed. You sulked back to your little corner shamefully where you swore to yourself that you would never dance again. This night really was going to be just like every other night in your boring, dull life. Why would you expect it to be any different? Fun, excitement, and erotic experiences and conquests were for other people. Not you.You looked back up at the party around you, hoping nobody was looking back at you, then you drew your eyesight back to the floor, shook your head, and then-Wait a second!You looked back up.You mom was talking to the birthday boy.Well, there was nothing wrong with that of course. It would all be so perfectly innocent.Except…. She was sitting on his lap. She was leaned back with her head on his chest and his chin on the top of her skull. His big strong arms were wrapped around her waist. He was holding a plastic cup with beer in it out in front of the two of them, and every once in a while he would lift it to her face and she’d take a sip. Well… it was more than just a sip.You’d pay close attention to the way her bubble but was mushed up against the welcoming groove in his pelvis. You could tell he had an erection by the miracle of your mom’s ass rippling subtly every few seconds while his cock was satisfied face every time this happened. Your mom’s face showed no sign of knowledge regarding what was happening beneath her. At least not at first. Not until she cracked a smile and looked back at him with a peculiar naughtiness in her eyes. You’ve never seen that look on her gorgeous face before. It was like seeing a completely new woman.You could tell that the cock he was packing impressed her. How big that thing must have grown since she knew him as a kid. And imagine how he must have felt with that legendary ass (one that probably shaped his sexual discovery in his formative years) with it’s fleshiness swallowing his hard cock and all its active nerve-endings.Your mom wasn’t the only person impressed. You couldn’t believe how much it aroused you to see someone you hated since childhood now taking your mom in this fashion. You knew you should step up to the plate to stop this, it was the manly thing to do, but the strong cocktail of fear and arousal kept you glued to your seat, wherever this ride was headed.The birthday boy and your mom continued like this while chatting with each other, and to nearby house guests.  After about an hour, your mom was completely plastered. She was a hot, affectionate, giggly mess. A sweet, condensation drenched, low-hanging fruit, that smelled like cherry and vodka, ripe for the picking.  And your “friend” was eager to capitalize. And capitalize he did. While your mom was sitting on your lap looking like she was in love, he grabbed her top, with his index finger in between her cleavage. Your mouth hung open as you wondered if he was going to do it. He did.He pulled her top down, exposing her tits to his crowded basement.She tried to pull her shirt and bra back up, but he put his arms in the way as an obstacle and kept forcing her shirt down every time she made progress, while moving his head from side to side as if to say no, until she finally gave up. Then he grabbed her right breast, squeezed it and leaned over her shoulder and began kissing it.Everyone was cheering and laughing at this wild spectacle and taking pictures. He was groping both tits hard and passionately, and she was in too much drunken bliss and excitement to realize it was a bad idea to let him continue. You’ve never seen tits before, so even though they were attached to you mom you couldn’t help but get a little bit turned on seeing them. You saw what all the fuss was about. Those two round glorious things lived underneath the very roof you did since the day you were born, and it was only now that you were seeing just how glorious they were. And to make it more surreal, you were one of dozens of guys to see them for the first time, all at once, all in this loud, crowded, smokey, liquor stained basement.But the night was young, and the strangeness contained within it had just gotten started. Things started to escalate quickly. So quickly, you couldn’t believe you were there to witness it. You watched, totally riveted, as he removed her pants and panties, with only token objecting from her, and after removing his own pants, he began pumping away at your mom from behind. Everyone was cheering and you could feel the energy of the crowd, and the warmth of being in a room with people who all felt that same ethereal wave. Guys were getting jerked off by their girlfriends as they watched this. You realized how much you wished you had a girlfriend in that moment, just so she could sit beside you and play with your cock, which was now harder than it had ever been in your life.You could feel the sense of community in the room and suddenly you understood why people held parties. You continued watching in glee, and then suddenly you felt something on your prick. It was something warm. Warm and soft. It was a hand. A woman’s hand.“i’ve been watching you all night, and now you’re mine.” you looked over and it was a girl. A cute one too. You were shocked as she pulled the cock out of your pants and began playing with it. You had never even kissed a girl before, other than your mom on her cheek. You had never even hugged a girl other than your mom, when you could feel her big tits hidden in her shirt pressed against your skinny chest, the same tits that were across from you in that basement bouncing around liberally as she was being fucked. And now here you were, getting a hand job form a girl you haven’t even met before. You had felt what her hand felt like on your crotch before even seeing her face. It felt amazing. She told you to keep your eyes ahead and watch “the show,” as she called it.She was asking you questions the whole time, eager to get to know the guy she was giving a free handy to. Some questions were personal, some informal. She seemed really into you. Shockingly into you. She wanted to know your name, your age, how you knew the host, you favorite song, when the last time you cried was. She was so cool. You couldn’t believe anybody, never the less a woman, would ever feel these things toward you. You and your mom were having the time of your lives, as was everyone else. Especially your family friend, who was being cheered on, as he grunted and grinned, fucking your mom’s ass while groping her big, naked, brown, breasts and kissing her passionately. He had waited years to fuck her. It had only been a fantasy until tonight. Just jerkoff fodder that had now become a hard as concrete reality with all his friends to witness it on the anniversary of the day he was brought into this world 19 years ago.It was glorious. It was oh-so-perfect. Suddenly, the beautiful mysterious girl jerking you off asked “who is that woman? She’s beautiful.“ You replied with "she’s my mom.” You couldn’t get it out fast enough.Suddenly the jerking stopped. A few guys and girls near you were looking at you. The only girl in your life stood motionless for a few seconds, your cock still in her petrified hand, then she got up and walked away in disgust. She went from being enamored with you to stonewalling you out of existence within only 10 minutes of you knowing her, leaving your hard cock out to dry. The 3 guys and 4 women who heard you say that that was your mom being fucked by the birthday boy up there looked down at your hard, twitching cock. One of them just shook his head and snorted.But their attention was snatched away when your mom yelled out “i love you!!! Fuck me harder, baby!!!” Everyone started laughing. Your “friend” just looked at his audience, took his right hand off your mom’s hip, and, without her seeing, began twirling his index finger around his blushing ear, as if to say “this bitch is crazy,” much to the delight of all his friends. Your mom wasn’t just jerk off material to everyone, but she was apparently also comic relief. “You’ve grown so big” she continued, “i feel like i raised you.”That did it. You gear shifted to an even higher level of joy. A joy higher than what you felt with that pretty girl’s soft palm on your balls. You had nothing to be ashamed of. Who needs her hand anyway? Especially since you have your own. The people who heard you say that it was your mom being fucked began laughing when they turned over to see you jerking off your cock in complete ecstasy. There laughs had no effect on you. At least not a negative one. The girl you were just with a few minutes ago was off in another corner, jerking off a new guy and kissing his neck passionately. He looked like he was in pure ecstasy. Pure ecstasy one level below yours.“She doesn’t look so good!” broke your focus on your “ex’s” hand on that strange hard dick.You looked over at your mom.She looked sick. Oh no! She wasn’t going to, was she? She did. She started to throw up. Much to everyone’s delight. Luckily she was standing over the garbage. You didn’t realize she was this drunk. but it was obvious in hindsight. Why else would she be getting fucked in a room full of strange young people? She was probably out of her mind right now. How could you let that happen? It didn’t really matter. You weren’t going to stop it now. It was just getting good.Your “friend” didn’t stop or slow down his pace as she was threw up. In between smirking, he made sudden euphoric facial expressions, likely because your mom’s pussy was tightening over his dick as she vomited into the empty black abyss just below her. You liked the sound your mom made when she puked. You found it strangely intimate the way a room full of men could hear a sound from your mom’s throat that would usually only be made in the privacy of her washroom. It was almost as if they were watching her take a crap. It was nice.When she was finally done puking, your “friend” lowered her on all fours. The garbage can slid down to a horizontal position with her. He was on his knees now, fucking her like the animal he turned her into. The top half of her body was swallowed up by the garbage can, leaving only her waist, ass, thighs, calves, ankles, feet and toes exposed to her audience. With each pump he pushed her deeper into that garbage can, until the can totally hid her golden, brown body from view. She must of had her hand and knees in her own vomit at this point. Everyone was laughing for the unrestrained insanity of this moment. So were you. Your cock was in heaven. And the people who knew it was your mom being fucked got double the joke, including your “friend” who was just smiling as he did this.Eventually you could hear your mom puking from inside the garbage can. You could see the silhouette of her hand when she pressed it against the side, almost as if she couldn’t tell where she was and she was trying to escape her new prison. The whole thing must have reaked of her vomit. It was almost like she was trapped inside her own stomach. This made it even funnier and more arousing. Although, you did feel sorry for her. Not enough to come to her rescue though.Your “friend” then pulled out of your mom’s pussy. Then he grabbed your mom by her calves and pulled her out of the garbage can in a motion that mirrored the visual of his cock coming out of her pussy. She came out with her face scraping on the bottom of the can. She had her own vomit all over her face and chest. A lot of it had soaked up into her shirt. Everyone laughed and took pictures. She was unbelievably confused.The night continued on like this for so long that people no longer saw your mom getting fucked as novel or interesting. It was a like a regular party again, except it was one that had your mommy being fucked as background noise. You were the only one that didn’t have the magic wear out on. You could never tired of this. You watched intently as people passed through your line of sight, temporarily blocking you from seeing your mom get plowed. You were still beating off. especially not that other guys at the party were having their crack at her and her golden goodness. She was barely awake at that point, just a mumbling, sticky mess with her ass up in the air comically. They preferred her that way though. And so did you.When your mom woke up the next morning, with her pants off and covered in puke and with cum on her face and ass, she didn’t remember the events of the night before. You told her that you didn’t either. Everyone else said the same thing. That might have been true in a few of their cases. It was a wild party after all. But half of them had photographic evidence on their phones to remind them. They didn’t show her of course. they’d rather play stupid and not implicate themselves in her violation.Those pictures got around quickly. One of the pictures captured both your mom and “friend” fucking in the foreground with you in the background beating off in your pure bliss. It reminded you of a picture your mom had from years ago. It was stuck to your fridge with a magnet that looked like a school bus. The picture was of her, much younger - as old as you and your “friend” are today -  playing with you and your “friend” in a sandbox. Your “friend” had her attention. She was smiling while leaning over, examining the toy he had in his hands, smiling as her big tits almost cascaded out of her top and her big, round butt, firmer than it is now, stood up in the air. You were standing in the background, with your toy in your right hand, looking at them with a smile. Your mom wanted you and her to go to that party to rekindle that past. The one you almost forgot about. In a weird way, she did rekindle it. -- source link

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