I had to stop dead in my tracks...
Mrs. Nelson, my best friend's mom had woken up from her drunken state, and was standing near the door to the master bedroom.
She had a look of complete shock on her face.
I don't know how long she had been standing there (or what all she saw) but at this very moment she saw me, her son's best friend, standing in her family room completely naked.
Just feet away from my own MILF mom, who was completely naked except black stockings and red high heels, covered in cum, and laying back spread eagle on the couch.
Her husband John was completely naked on his knees just below us, with a look of sheer panic on his face.
She began to walk forward, wobbling slightly as she was still drunk and foggy from being drunk and passed out for the last hour.
"This has to be the most disgusting, repulsive, disrespectful thing I have every seen in my life" she said slurring a few of her words. She had a very serious look in her eyes.
Mrs. Nelson kept walking until she was about 3 feet away from me, and just stared down at my mom, who had now sat up on the couch and closed her legs.
I wasn't sure if she was going to start screaming, or what she was going to do.
"Jen, you fucking slut. What the hell has gotten in to you?! You fucked my husband, in my own house, at my fucking Christmas party?!" She stared blankly at my mom.
"Even worse, you fucked your own god-damn son!! What the fuck is the matter with you!?" She continued.
She then turned to Mr. Nelson.
"And you! You dirty bastard! How dare you go behind my back and do this to me."
"WITH MY BEST FRIEND." She emphasized.
"You end up fucking my friend at a party, with a kid half your age and you don't even fuck me, your own wife."
"Looks like you finally got what you wanted, John. You got to fuck your best friends slutty wife." She said this and looked at my mom.
"Hey!" my mom yelled back angry at her friend.
Things were really starting to get interesting. Mrs. Nelson is usually a very prim and proper woman and I could clearly tell she was saying some of these things only because of the alcohol.
I didn't move an inch. Nervous as heck, but also getting slightly turned on hearing Mrs. Nelson talk that way for the first time.
Mrs. Nelson looked at my mom with a teasing grin.
"Did he fuck you good Jen? You know, you are a big part of his sexual fantasies. Ever since Hank told him about the way you suck on a dildo while he fucks you and pretend it is another guy, he has been asking me if I would ever have a threesome with another guy." She was purposely trying to embarrass Mr. Nelson.
"He's always wanted to, in his words, fuck those big tits of yours, or cum all over your pretty face. That might be the reason he has only been able to fuck me for 2-3 minutes before cumming these past few months." She glared in the direction of her husband.
"I would never even be able to cum if it wasn't for my vibrator..." She continued her comments as she looked blankly at Mr. Nelson.
I was staring intently at Mrs. Nelson. My cock tingling below hearing her talk about getting fucked or using her vibrator.
Mrs. Nelson continued.
"I have tried to spice things up in the bedroom, buying sexy thongs and sending you naughty text messages. But all you do is work, work, work. You barely look at me anymore." She said.
She closed her eyes with a strong look of disappointment.
I was standing only a few feet away, and stared blankly at Mrs. Nelson. I was trying my best to avoid getting a boner, but being very tipsy myself, and so turned on from the events of the night, I could not avoid it, as I suddenly got over the shock of getting caught and realized how sexy Mrs. Nelson looked.
Ever since I can remember, Mrs. Nelson has been a part of my jerk off fantasies. She is an absolute MILF. Unlike my Mom, she is a brunette, but stands about just as tall, and has a similar body, just a bit more accentuated. She is thicker than my mom, with 34DD tits, long sexy legs and a plump round ass that can barely be kept in a dress.
Tonight she was wearing a tight red skirt with a silk leopard top that stopped well below her shoulders (she had on a jacket earlier that made it more modest). She paired that with black stockings, and a pair of red high heels that which were taken off when she passed out in the bedroom earlier.
She was an absolute smoke show, and I could not help but stare at the cleavage showing above her leopard top, or how sexy her long legs looked in the stockings.
Mrs. Nelson was so focused on berating her husband and my mom, I think she forgot I was standing right next to her.
She turned her body to face me, but instead of maintaining eye contact and beginning to yell as I thought, she stayed quiet, as her eyes traced down my body.
"Rob! What are you doing!?" Mrs Nelson asked.
She was staring at the huge hard on between my legs.
She locked her eyes on my cock, staring in amazement, as if it were the first one she had seen.
"Your cock is fucking huge!" She exclaimed.
She looked back up into my eyes, then down back on my cock.
"Did you really fuck your own mom with that thing tonight?!" She swayed back and forth with an eager look on her face.
My cock twitched as soon as she finished her sentenced.
"Well...ahh...it sort of was a mistake" I said.
"What do you mean?" she asked quickly.
"Well I had passed out on the couch myself, and woke up to mom getting fucked. I was so shocked, I didn't want to move, so I just sat there and watched." I explained to her.
She continued staring, "AND?"
"And I was getting turned on, which led to my dick getting out of my pants, and then Mr. Nelson just dropped her into my lap, and she started riding up and down making my dick feel really good." I said.
"I thought I was fucking John!!" mom shouted.
I saw her eyes move down between my legs before quickly looking back up at us.
One thing I was more than blessed with was a huge penis. I was about 9 inches long, with a decent amount of girth, and always got the same reaction when a girl saw it for the first time. Not that I had been with that many girls.
All of a sudden, Mrs. Nelson got an angry look in her eyes.
"JOHN...is this true?! Did you carry Jen over to Rob's lap while they were both naked?" Mrs Nelson said sternly.
John didn't move or say a word. He just sat on his knees looking directly at the floor in front of him.
"You sick fuck! What are you some sort of pervert?!" Mrs. Nelson said, she clearly look flustered.
She began talking out loud to herself.
"Jesus Deb. What in the hell happened tonight. First I get so drunk that I pass out before the Christmas Party is even over. Then I wake up to an orgy between my husband, best friend, and her son?!"
She then looked at mom.
"Look at all of the cum on you."
My mom looked like a pornstar at the end of a gangbang shoot.
She was sweaty, her perfect blonde hair disheveled with random drops of cum. You could see globs of cum on her tits, around her pussy, and on face still.
Mrs. Nelson continued to stare, and then she started to look inquisitively, running her hand up behind her hair, up and down her neck.
