First of all, let me say that I fucking hate my cousin Shawn. I fucking hate him. But I guess if it weren't for him I wouldn't be writing this story.
My name is Chris. I just turned 18 and I live with my mom (Lana) and dad (Eddie) and my older sister (Sarah). So anyway, my parents have a New Year's Eve party at our house every year. We have a lot of bedrooms so my parents usually get a pretty big crowd since people can drink as much as they want and not have to worry about driving.
This year was pretty much the same except my sister went to a friend's party instead. So my parents always have these lame-ass party games that they get off of a website where everybody has to, like, find out something out about somebody by asking questions or figure out who's lying from a group of statements. Of course everyone's getting drunk the whole time and then at midnight we watch the Time Square thing on TV.
It was around 2:00 a.m. when my dad told me to go to bed. He said my cousin Shawn had to go too, even though he was older and wanted to stay up. But we were sharing the same room - and no, don't even think there is any gay stuff in this story because there isn't - and Shawn's dad (my Uncle John) said he had to go too.
So anyway, we're in my room and he wants to use my computer. He says we should look at porn online. I told him that I can't because my parents have CyberSitter on my computer and it blocks me out of that stuff. Then he starts making fun of me because I still have CyberSitter on my computer. That asshole!
He messes around with it for like 15 minutes before he gives up. He's about to turn it off when I tell him that I have some pictures in an email folder. I have a friend in England that I met online and he sends me pictures of this one girl that we absolutely worship. He would say "fancy," but that's because he's a Limey. The girl's name is Lucy Pinder and she's about the most perfect thing I've ever seen in my life. She's got these enormous - and I mean huge - knockers. But they're 100% real (seriously - look it up on Google) and she's also got an amazing figure and these eyes that drive me crazy, it's like you look at them and they say "relax, I'm going to take good care of you."
Anyway, Lucy's got this thing where she doesn't show her nipples or any beaver. It's weird because she shows the entire rest of her boobs, just not the nipples. She also does some lesbian type photos with this other chick Michelle Marsh, who shows everything, but not Lucy. But I think that makes her hotter.
Anyway, I showed the pictures to Shawn and he wasn't impressed because she didn't show anything. Whatever. Then he says to me "you know who that girl looks exactly like?" and I'm like "no" and he says "Your mom." Which is really fucked up. I mean, I guess he's right -- mom's boobs are really big like that but she is obviously older so she's not as toned and her face is a little different - but you just don't say that to someone about their mom.
Then he tells me to relax, that a lot of guys have a "type" and that it's usually a lot like their mom. Then he goes on talking about how great my mom's breasts are, only he keeps calling them tits and I can't stand it.
I tell him to just shut up and he's like, "you have to admit they're fucking awesome" and I'm like "no I don't." Anyway, that was the end of that conversation. We turned off the computer and went to bed.
I'm guessing around 2 hours later, my uncle John starts banging on my door saying they need Shawn and me downstairs. Something about "setting the record." I was half asleep when I got downstairs so I was in no way prepared for what I was about to see.
It was the worst fucking thing ever. I mean, it was horrible. The image is burned into my fucking head, and I see it all the time and it won't go away.
All of the guests were standing in a big horseshoe around my mom. She was kneeling on this blue plastic tarp that my dad uses for yard work, and she was almost totally naked. The only thing she had on were these black high heels and her underwear, which was a thong and I definitely didn't need to know that.
But it gets worse. One of the guys at the party was this guy Scott who's married to my dad's friend Beth. I'd met him earlier - Scott works for Fox Sports Net and we talked a lot about what it was like because I want to be a sports anchor like the guys on ESPN. Now Scott was standing in front of my mom with his dick out, and my mom was jerking him off and all these people (including Scott's wife, Beth) were laughing and cheering him on. He grabbed the back of my mom's head and shot a small amount of cum on her face.
A whole bunch of people yelled "Sixty three!" Somebody said "how many was that for you?" and Scott said "three, and I am so done." Then my uncle John (my mom's brother, for Christ's sake) is like "let the new guys go!" and pushes us right up to her.
That's when I noticed that she was covered, I mean absolutely bathed, in jism. It was all in her hair, in her ears, on her face, in the corner of her mouth, down her neck, and all over her tits. I mean boobs. And it was dripping onto the tarp. She looked at me and was like "oh, hi baby" like it was just totally normal for me to see her like this.
"Go ahead Shawn, we need ten more for the record!" said my uncle John. Shawn was like "oh, fuck yeah!" and took out his dick and started beating it at my mom. He stroked it for like 20 seconds before he came on my mom. And so much came out it was obscene - it was like he was peeing cum. There were waves splashing all over her face and mouth and then he lowered it and more came out on her boobs.
Everybody was dying laughing including my mom who was like "oh my god!" Somebody yelled "sixty four!" and another voice said "come on, Chris!" My uncle John was like "you can do it!" My mom looked at me and smiled. She said "go ahead, baby, it's just for fun."
I was like, outside of my body. I didn't have any feeling in my hands when I took my dick out. I wasn't even hard. "Somebody get him ready!" I heard. Mrs. McFarland, my old babysitter's mom, put her hand on my shoulder and pulled me back a little. She said "here, let me help you out," and started giving me a hand-job, right in front of everybody.
I started noticing more things - every guy there had their dick out. Some women were, I guess you would call it "fluffing" - trying to get the guys ready again. I saw Whitney, my old babysitter (and Mrs. McFarland's daughter) fluffing her husband. She smiled at me. Then I saw my dad - my own dad - getting fluffed by his friend Beth, with her husband Scott standing right next to them, bent over and out of breath.
Then I saw my uncle John go over and cum on my mom. On his own sister! He must have done it a few times already, too, because barely any came out. A guy from my dad's work who's name I can't remember went up to my mom next and started beating off so hard it looked painful.
I never would have guessed that my first hand-job would be from my babysitter's mom who is like in her fifties. Talk about nutso. But she was doing a pretty good job. I think Mr. McFarland thought so too because after watching us for only like a minute he made a quick trip over to my mom for number sixty six. His son-in-law was right behind.
Then Shawn stepped up again, and the douche bag copped a feel off my mom's right breast. My mom asked him if he liked that and told him to come on them and make them his. He spurted right on them in no time, obviously not as much as the last time, and rubbed his load into her boobs with his hand. "Shawn!" his mom (my aunt Lynn) said, pretending to scold him. But she was laughing too.
Mrs. McFarland asked if I was ready and I said "I guess so." She led me up to my mom and the crowd was like "whoa! Here we go!" Mrs. McFarland stroked me a couple times toward my mom's face and then stepped back.
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