Scorpio - Private Party

I gulped as I let my hands slide from her hips to the small of her back just above the swell of her bottom, as my hands came to rest my mother snuggled even tighter to me and I could have sworn I heard her mutter that’s nice . Dancing with a beautiful woman pressed tight to you, her breath soft against your neck and her perfume drifting to your nostrils is so exciting, even if that woman is your own mother; within a few moments I felt my cock starting to stir in the confines of my pants. The minutes drifted past unnoticed as I savoured the feel of my mother pressing against me and the play of her muscles under my hands as she moved while my cock started it’s rise to erection. All too soon the track ended and we parted, squirming a little to get my semi-erect cock more comfortable I followed my mother back to where Ray was standing by the bar. My cousin gave my mother another glass of vodka and held out a bottle of beer to me which I took gratefully and half finished in one swallow. Trying to calm my excitement I watched them move onto the floor, drift together and start to sway to the music, but knowing that I would soon be in Ray’s place did nothing to help me calm down. Almost in a dream I re-filled the empty glass my mother had handed me and eagerly awaited my turn to dance with my mother.

By the time I’d had three dances with my mother my cock was almost rigid and I was wondering how long it would be before she noticed this and ended the fun. I looked over to where she and Ray were dancing and hoped it would be a while before my excited condition came to her notice, but that also seemed to be a forlorn hope since my cock was not small in any sense of the word.

"I’m glad I let you two talk me into this." My mother laughed as she and Ray rejoined me at the bar. "I’m really enjoying myself."

I noticed that there was a slight slur to her words and as she drained yet another glass of booze I wondered how drunk she was. Handing Ray the empty glass my mother excused herself and as soon as she left the room Ray gave a chuckle.

"We’re in." he grinned at me. "Time to heat things up a bit more I think."

"You reckon?" I asked as I filled the glass in my hand.

"Dave," Ray laughed. "I’ve had my hard cock pressed into her for the last two dances and all she does is press back at it. She’s feeling mellow and no pain, so yeah, I reckon we can move things along a bit. Just do what I do and you’ll be fine."

He clammed up as my mother walked back through the door, grinning she took the glass from me, drained it then held out the glass to Ray. My cousin took the glass, passed it to me and swept my mother away which made me feel a bit put out since it was supposedly my turn to dance with my mother. Filling the glass I turned my attention back to the pair of them just in time to see Ray slide his hands from the small of my mother’s back onto the upper swell of her bottom. I expected to see my mother at least lean up and say something to him, but, to my surprise, she just seemed to snuggle in tighter to him. Ray grinned and let his hands slowly slide further down until he was holding her bottom fully in his hands, looking at me he winked and I saw him give my mothers bottom a squeeze. I think my mouth must have fallen open when my mother responded to his movement by wriggling against his lower body, a look of triumph came to Ray’s face as he slowly kneaded my mother’s buttocks as they danced. When the track ended they came over to me, I could not believe that my mother had let Ray touch her up as he had, even more so when she made no comment about it while she drained her glass.

Then it was my turn to dance with my mother again, as the music started and she pressed tight against me I revelled in the fact that the track that was playing was one of the longest ones we had. My attention became totally focussed on my mother as we drifted around to the music, even more so when I felt her groin sort of doing a slow grind against my hard cock. Looking over her shoulder at Ray I saw him giving a thumbs up and signing that I should let my hands drift as he had. For a moment I hesitated then slowly slid my hands downwards until they rested on the full globes of her bottom, looking at Ray again I saw him nodding and miming a squeezing motion. Gently I let my fingers press into the pliant flesh under my hands, the material of her dress sort of wrinkled as I squeezed her buttocks while expecting a protest from my mother. Only she didn’t protest, instead she ground her body against mine making me gulp with the excitement of her body pushing against my cock, nor was there any way she could have missed my erection. Closing my eyes I let the sensations set up by my mother’s body rubbing on mine fill me, at the same time my squeezing of her backside grew firmer which made her press even more against me. When the record eventually ended I could have screamed, but I laughed with my mother as she went back to the bar, downed the drink Ray handed her and took him out to the centre of the room.

Once again I was a spectator and I watched with eager excitement as Ray started squeezing my mother’s bum almost from the word go without one hint of an objection from my mother. Once again my jaw dropped when I saw my cousin slowly slide one of his hands off her bum, up her side and onto the outer side of her boob. Expecting my mother to break things up at any second I watched my cousin’s hand work its way onto the front of her tit, I think I actually gave a low gasp when my mother moved her upper body slightly to give his hand easier access! Then Ray was gently squeezing her tit with one hand while doing the same to her bum with the other, he looked over at me with a grin that almost split his face in two. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, but I found myself grinning back at my cousin as I watched him continue to touch up my mother without a single word or motion of protest from her. Suddenly I found my thoughts filled with how much we may actually be able to get away with, Ray had been confident that we would get to have fun with my mother and for the first time I began to believe he may be right.

Then the track ended and the pair of them came over to where I stood, my mother took the glass I held out to her with a laugh.

"If I didn’t know better," she commented with her words seeming a little slurred, "I’d swear you were trying to get me drunk."

"Want us to stop filling your glass Ruth?" Ray asked with a grin.

"Hell no," she laughed in reply, "keep them coming boys. Now whose turn is it next? Ah yes, come on David."

She thrust the empty glass at Ray who barely managed to grab it in time, grabbed my hand and almost pulled me over to the centre of the room. The music was into its first bars when she pressed tight to me and began to sway deliciously against my body, nor were my hands any slower in getting onto her buttocks. Without hesitation I began to knead her soft arse and was delighted by the increased pressure of her lower body against mine. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Ray miming a tit squeezing action and wondered if I could get away with it. Feeling a little nervous I let one of my hands slid up to her chest, to my utter amazement my mother leant her upper body back just enough for me to squeeze a hand between us and onto one of her tits. The feel of her soft tit under my hand was fantastic, even through her dress and bra I could feel the hardness of her nipple, when I moved my palm in a circular motion over her nipple I heard my mother give a low sigh. It was stunning to realize that my mother was getting turned on by our touching her, but I didn’t let that slow me down, revelling in the feel of her bum and boob in my hands I drifted around to the music until the track ended and I had to pass her over to Ray.

I watched as they moved together, Ray lost no time at all in putting his hand on her buttocks and tit, in fact his hands were in place even before they had fully drifted together and my mother didn’t seem to mind one bit. This time as they drifted around I saw Ray moving his lower hand in an up and down motion, stroking my mothers bum and at the same time catching the material to pull it up gradually. At the same time his other hand was pressing, rubbing and squeezing at one of her tits and the only reaction my mother seemed to be giving was to press tighter to him as she moved her body against his. By the time the track had finished Ray had managed to ruck the back of my mother’s dress almost up to the top of her thighs, the view I had of her stockinged legs and the fair flesh that showed above her stocking tops was so exciting. As they headed back to where I was standing I noticed that my mother’s face looked a little flushed and she certainly seemed to be breathing heavier than usual. Hiding a grin at these signs of my mothers arousal I held out her full glass to her and waited for her to drain it.