Go big or go home

With a blank mind and a faint smile, I slowly reach my hand up to my mothers chest. Before I can lay a finger on her however, she turns and notices me, locking eyes. I immediately snap out of my trance and pull my hand back. Welp, this is it, this is where I die, it was nice knowing you, mom’s co-worker even though we never spoke our bond is greater tha-

“Baby!”

My panicked thoughts are cut off by my mom throwing her arms around me, wine glass in hand, and hugs me like I’ve been gone for five years.

“H-hey mom.” I say, muffled by her chest, praying to every god that ever was that she didn’t notice what I was trying to do.

As I’m being squeezed by my mom I feel her cock press up against me and quickly get hard, it doesn’t help that I’m almost suffocated by her amazing breasts, and now that I’m this close to them...nope, this is a totally normal bra. I’m being squeezed so tight, there’s no way she wouldn’t notice my dick pressing up against her body, I’m just hoping she doesn’t say anything and embarrass me. She pulls back from the hug and used her free hand to stroke my cheek, and just stares into my eyes for a moment, I look back at her with a bright red face. Before I can break the silence my mom turns back to her co-worker, one hand holding her overfilled wine glass and her other wrapped around my shoulder.

“Monica this is my adorable little man I told you about, Doug. Sweetie, say hi to Monica.”

“Uhh, it’s nice to meet you”

Both women are obviously very buzzed and now that I’m facing Monica I see that she also has a bulge around her thighs, though it’s a little smaller than my moms.

“Well aren’t you just a little gentlemen hmmm? Why did you hide him from me for so long Lisa! How old did you say you were?” Monica replied eyeing me up and down.

“I’m nineteen” I answered, trying to break free from my mothers firm arm. Nothing makes me feel better than being held by her, but this Monica lady is way too pretty for me to make a bad first impression.

From what I can see in front of me, Monica is a young Asian woman with dark hazel eyes and bright red lipstick. She had short black hair that went down to her ears and a choker around her neck. Her red dress almost fully exposed her chest, just barley covering the nipples of her B cups tits. Every-time I shot a glance at them I saw her smirk, it was only for a second, but I can tell she likes the attention. Her dress caught the attention of many other partygoers, however many of them were too intimidated by Monica’s fierce gaze to make a move.

“Ohhh how nice, I just turned 27, you know when I was you’re age I had a crush on a boy that looked juuuust like you.”

Hmm, well she could just be teasing and not directly hitting on me, but either way I gotta find a way to sound smooth.

“Oh yeah? Did anything ever happen between you two?” I reply finally escaping my moms grasp.

“Well I did manage to hook up with him once or twice, ohhh but this boys tongue could work wonders, he was amazing at doing the sixty-nine, do you know what that position is? If not.... I’d be more than happy to show you” Monica said with her fingers slowing rubbing the shaft of her cock through her clothes.

“That sounds-” my answer to Monica’s invitation is cut off by my mom who’s half talking, half laughing.

“Monica! You don’t need to be so horny around someone you just met, especially if he’s my son!” She replied, while throwing her arm around me with a smile and a very small glimmer of annoyance in her eye. I don’t think I’m going to get out of her arms this time so I sigh and let her pull me in closer.

“But no I think he’s ok, besides you’re already seeing someone, aren’t you baby?” My mom looks at me for conformation, pushing my face against her breast as she finished what she had to say.

What’s she talking about? I’m 100% single, she could be trying to protect me from Monica, who seems like she could be trouble, but always been attracted to futas with a wild side. Or maybe she means....no there’s no way.....right?