Best Halloween Ever

The neighborhood Halloween party was in full swing, it seemed.

I was about to open the fridge to get a Coke when I caught sight of my mother and Burt O’Connell. Her back to me, she was held by his arms, reaching down to her ass, which writhed into his groin to a slow song. Several couples did the slow grind on the O’Connells’ living room floor.

Couples in this case referred to two people dancing, not necessarily with the partners they came with. Given that this was in the open, it apparently was not the first time, nor really frowned upon. Burt’s big hands pushed my mom’s ass into him. Their groins ground into each other in time to the music, actually more than their feet moved. Her face was lifted with lips locked to his. Even in the low light it was clear their tongues were giving it their all for a place on the Olympic tongue wrestling team.

I felt someone next to me. Startled, I looked to my right to find Lilly, Burt’s wife, looking at the same scene, touching my side. I braced myself for an eruption of jealous anger, but, to my surprise I felt her breathing increase next to my ear. Her far hand rose to rub on a nipple, visible through her braless evening gown. She clearly was aroused to see her husband getting this close to my mom, older than her by at least ten years.

Whoa. This was my first time attending their annual preholiday party, the first Friday of every October. ‘Attending’ would be an overstatement. I just came to pick up my mom and take her home. After the party started, it had begun to rain, which had turned into an early snow. Not nice to walk home in. Bored, I came early and lurked in the shadows, observing the neighborhood’s adults cutting loose.

Seeing my mother turned on like that made me see her for the first time as a woman, a hot, ual woman. At first it turned me on to see her laughing and flirting, happier than she’d been in months. A few times I had to adjust my junk surreptitiously.

But seeing her and Burt kissing and making out on the dance floor unearthed a new emotion: jealous anger. Who the hell was he, a married man, to carry on with my mother like that? My mother.

Lilly turned to me and whispered, “Does seeing your mother like that turn you on, too?” Followed by a gentle nibble on my ear lobe.

I didn’t know what to say. This was new territory. I stretched my right arm across her back and discovered it was bare. When I rubbed it, it felt smooth and warm under my hand.

She moved closer, between me and the counter till her ass covered my erection and rubbed against it. “Hmm… I think I have my answer,” she whispered, leaning her head back to my shoulder and rubbing her ass back and forth.

Figuring now was as good a time as any to bring the proceedings to a halt with her outraged scream, I reached around and cupped Lilly’s breasts. Clearly I misjudged the appropriate protocol, because her only sound was a soft, whispered moan. With one hand she covered one of my hands, squeezing it harder into her breast. Her other hand snaked between her butt and me and started rubbing my hardness. I kissed her shoulder, moving toward her neck and up her jaw. She turned around in my arms and kissed me openmouthed. I had never been kissed like that by an older woman and all my circuits just blew. Her warm lips, rolling tongue and soft moaning flew me to a place I’d never been. In first class.

In the living room, Burt drew the hem of my mom’s evening dress higher inch by inch. To begin with, it only came a few inches down her thigh, so he didn’t have far to haul it up. Within a few slow minutes my mother’s y ass came into full view in the dim light. y and nakedshe wore no panties! I could see her ass muscles clench and release, again and again, as she tried to drive herself into him.

Lilly did the same; she started humping me. She must have felt how hard I was, because she slowed her humping and made each thrust linger. Her arms snaked behind my neck as she drew me in for another kiss. Almost no pressure, it felt like a whisper. Her mouth opened and her tongue gently touched my lower lip. I had had my share of high school kisses, all enjoyable and fun, but nothing like this. This was a different universe. It was like her lips and tongue took control of my mouth… a dream.

Mimicking Burt’s move on my mom, I lifted the hem of Lilly’s short skirt until my hands covered her ass, also naked. Guess no underwear was the dress code for the evening.

I opened my eyes just in time to see one of Burt’s hands move around from my mom’s ass to her front. Under her dress.

Testing the water, I did the same, and discovered Lilly’s pussy was smooth as a baby’s behind. And oh, so wet. She moaned into my mouth and drove her wet pussy into my hand. “Finger me, stud,” she whispered, and lifted one leg to wrap it around my waist.

Determined to take this exploration as far as it would be allowed, I followed her instruction and sank two fingers into her drooling cunt. She immediately began my fingers. “Yes, deeper. I’m close.”

Across the room, the dim light revealed several “couples” had progressed into various forms of humping and making out. One guy sat on a sofa with a woman’s head bobbing up and down on his lap. An overweight woman had her legs up in the air being eaten out by a burly guy.

Lilly unzipped me, took out my hard shaft and rubbed it. “I want you, young man, lift me up and fuck me right here, right now.” Fortunately, she was light, so lifting her up by her ass was easy. Her mouth sucked my tongue as I slowly dropped her onto my titanium pole. “Yes, like that. OK, stud, now fuck my brains out.” I pushed her against a wall to help hold her up and proceeded to pound her as hard as I could. She kept egging me on. “Harder, stud. Show me what you got. Take me, fuck me. Harder, yes, don’t stop.”

Gasping for breath made it impossible to keep kissing, so she kept whispering into my ear what she wanted. This was my first fuck, ever, and my mind was blowing one circuit after another. After a while, though, I found the breath to join her dirty talking. “You’re so hot. I love this juicy pussy. I’m gonna cum inside you.”

“Yes, come on, fucker, do it. Give me that powerful cum. I’m getting close, don’t stop. Take me there.”

Suddenly, she froze as her pussy spasmed around my cock. “Yes,” she hissed. “Yes, you got me there. Keep going.”

That pushed me over the edge and I emptied my balls into her spasming pussy. “Oh, fuck, I whispered, “You are so hot. I want to keep doing this forever.”

As our climaxes ebbed, she slid down, holding my head in her hands. “Young man, that was the most awesome fuck I’ve had in ages.”

“Tell me it’s not the last time,” I whispered in her ear.

“Not by a long shot, stud. Is that your mom humping Burt over there?”

“Yes, it is,” I murmured. “Does that piss you off?”

“Nah, he and I have an open marriage. We both love others, but we always return to the other. So, if you want the four of us to get together for some fun and games, well, who knows?”

Too many new things were bombarding my brain, so I didn’t respond, but walked over to the other two. As luck would have it, the song ended. Most couples continued to grind away to the rhythm of their arousal, long past the need for music. As calmly as I could, I took Mom’s shoulder. “May I have this dance with the pretty lady?”

Burt looked bewildered when he saw his wife. My mother looked confused. Disappointment flitted across her face. Not allowing either of them the time to formulate an argument, I took my mother and swept her away with the new song, holding her closeish, but nothing like she’d just been wrenched away from.

“What are you doing here?” she said, her eyes longingly wandering back to Burt.

“It started snowing and I can’t allow you to walk back in it. Besides, I’m an adult now and I figured maybe it’s time I learn what adults do in our neck of the woods.”

She pulled her head back to look me in the eye with a drunk smirk. “And… what do you think?”

“I think I like it. It certainly beats what passes for the parties we had in school. I think I’m gonna like being an adult.” I chuckled and pulled her closer

“Oh I bet you will.” She surrendered to my pull and snuggled in. It felt heavenly to feel her body so close, swaying to basically a rhythmic and extended hug. I looked around the floor and saw Burt continuing his mauling, now with Lilly. She caught my eye, winked and mouthed thank you.

“There’s one other thing I noticed,” I whispered in her ear. “You are hands down the most beautiful woman here tonight. I always knew you were goodlooking, but as I looked over everyone it just dawned on me anew how beautiful you are.”

“Oh, thank you!” She placed a long, soft kiss on my lips. No tongue, but the affection and appreciation were unmistakable.

I squeezed her closer still. Her shampoo and scent filled my nostrils. My rambling continued. “Not only are you the best looking, but your smell is divine, you feel sublime and your taste is better than anything that has ever passed my lips.”

“Oh, sweetie. I love you.” Her lips touched mine again. My hardon returned with a vengeance. She had to feel it. Her lips parted. Her eyes were closed. Taking a chance, I slowly and lightly wiped her lower lip with my tongue. She took a deep breath but didn’t pull back. After a few seconds her tongue lightly slipped over mine. We both moaned together. Maybe her time with Burt had brought her to a place of crossing a line, wanting more.

I rubbed my hands up and down her back and intensified my kiss. My heart was going a thousand beats a second, ready to explode out of my chest. She matched my kiss. Our tongues twirled into each other’s mouths.

The song died down. I slowly ended the kiss and pulled her closer. Into her ear I whispered, “I am not giving you up to anyone else tonight.”

Fortunately, nobody tried to butt in, and we slid into the next song, barnacled to each other.

Her abdomen slid across my steel. “You feel so good, my darling son,” she said softly. “You are a man now.”

I looked into her eyes. “Your man.”

She smiled and kissed the tip of my nose. “That’s right. My man. All grown up. Ready to take me home?”

“I love being so close to you, I don’t want it to end.”

She kissed me softly on the lips. “We have music at home, don’t we?”

A light went on. “Yes, we do.” I took her hand.

When we opened the front door to our house I was glad I remembered to turn on the heat before I left. Stepping from the cold outside, the warmth enfolded us. “Does my lovely woman want a drink?” I asked.

“Brr… yes please. I think there’s a merlot open. Let me slip into something comfortable.”

I held her hand. “No, please, you look so beautiful and y in this outfit. Let me feast my eyes just a little longer.”

She giggled. “Ooooh, and he has a silver tongue, too. But I have to go to the bathroom. Get the wine and music ready, and I’ll be right back.”

I connected my phone to the Bluetooth speaker system and picked a slow dance playlist I’d originally made up for one of my girlfriends. Using the spare time, I poured her a shot, too. I handed it to her when she returned. “For the cold.”

She raised her eyebrow, giggled and looked me in the eye as she downed it. “Sure that’s enough?”

Catching her mischievous mood, I said, “Maybe not.” I quickly poured another one, handed it to her and put the empty glass on the counter when it, too, disappeared. In adultland, this woman was not the prim mother I’d known my entire life.

She took my hand, did a quick twirl, came right up to me and held up her face for a kiss. I enfolded her in my arms and began kissing her. It started slow and gentle but as we swayed to the mellow strings her kiss became more and more urgent.

She began grinding her lower body into my hardon. Learning from Burt, I lowered my hands, gripped her ass and pulled her into me even more. She moaned and her tongue lashed mine harder. I lifted her dress and slid my hands over the smooth skin of her naked ass.

“Yessss,” she hissed. “Your hands are so strong. Hands of a man.” She moaned again. “My man.”

“You are so incredibly y,” I growled. “And beautiful. My y woman.”

With a low moan, she gave a long thrust into my groin. I grabbed one of her legs and lifted it to my waist. She grabbed my neck and lifted her other one, too. My hands grabbed her ass and I carried her to her bedroom.

I felt her wetness, which had leaked onto her upper inner thighs. With our mouths still locked and ravishing each other, I slipped a finger into her slippery pussy.

She broke the kiss and groaned. “Oh, my baby! Yes! It’s time. Make me yours.”

I took her to her bed, laid her down and covered her pussy with my mouth. A moan turned into a low shriek as my tongue caressed her outer lips and then split her folds open from the bottom to the top. There, I circled her clit and kissed my way back down to play with her opening.

Clamping my head with her thighs, her moan turned into a chanting whisper. “Yes, my darling, make me yours, make me yours, make me yours.”

Putting to use all I had learned from the internet, I inserted two fingers and nestled them against her Gspot, close to her entrance. Softly I rubbed and her ride to ecstasy took off. Her breathing became fast grunts, her body moved in a constant motion and her lubrication almost gushed.

Suddenly, she froze and like a vise clamped my head even tighter than before. Almost like a fit, her body convulsed as she uttered a guttural roar. “Oh fuuuuuuck. Gunnar, fuuuuuuuuuck.”

Then, slowly, her climax subsided, and she looked at me in wonder. “Holy shit, son, where did you learn that?”

Shrugging I gave her as vague a look as I could. “Like everyone, the internet.”

“You need to take me with you next time. That was incredible. Now it’s time to get serious and fuck your mother. Come, scoot up. I want your monster inside of me.”

Ever the obedient son, I rested the head of my member at her entrance. I lifted her legs over my shoulders. She grasped my cock and positioned it at her entrance, and when she aimed it, I pressed in. There is no feeling like it, no words to describe the ascent into nirvana. Slick and warm, her pussy felt like a welcoming slickedup glove. I fit perfectly. Her eyes rolled back into her head as I slid in. Both of us groaned as the pleasure of the moment overwhelmed us.

In amazement, my mother looked at me with loving eyes and said, “My son is me, my son is me. Uhhhhhhhhhhhh, yes, take all of me, Gunnar. Take me. I’m yours, baby. Now show me I’m yours. Fuck me hard, darling, I need you to show me your love.”

We sped up. Good thing Lilly had taken off the edge at the party, else I would have spilled the beans in seconds. Now, I could maintain a strong rhythm with my mother, as I felt her beginning to climb her slippery slope of ecstasy again. Just like in the romance novels, we were able to come together. As we came down, I slid out of her and pulled her to me, while our lips sought each other out and kept our union connected.

“How do you feel?” she asked after we’d recovered our breath.

“You just made it the best day of my life, and I feel wonderful. How about you?”

“If you asked me this morning would I be lying in bed with my son, I would have laughed you out of court. But here I am, just like you, best Halloween ever. Are you going to stay here and sleep with me tonight?”

With a soft kiss, I smiled, “Just tonight?”

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