About a week later I got a call from my mom on day inviting me to dinner that Friday night at their house. I felt awkward talking to her because of the profile I found, but was trying to forget about it and figured I could make it through dinner.
Friday finally came and I went to their house for dinner. I already felt weird before I got there and had no idea how I’d make it through the whole time without doing or saying something stupid. I walked in the door and gave them both hugs, for the first time I noticed the feel of my mom’s breasts as I hugged her, and I couldn’t help but get a half boner from it.
We had our normal small talk before dinner, and my dad offered me a beer which I gladly accepted. We chatted and I had another beer before dinner and then a third one with the meal. I did my best to not be too weird about anything, but I’m not sure how good of a job I did.
After dinner, my dad decided to have a couple after dinner drinks and poured us both glasses of a nice scotch while my mom drank wine. I was slightly buzzed after the first glass and my dad poured another. I couldn’t help but think about their pictures as I looked around the house. There’s the couch where that black guy fucked mom. That door goes to the bedroom where dad licked the cum out of mom’s pussy after that other guy fucked her. The chair? That’s where dad sat while two guys spitroasted my mother. I downed the second glass of scotch and we had another. We were all a little buzzed and I was getting myself all turned on thinking about the pictures. That was when I made a bold choice.
“So,” my mom began, slurring slightly, “do you have a girlfriend yet?”
“No, not yet.” I replied, looking into my glass as I paused to drink, “But something interesting did happen a few days ago.”
My parents were all ears and pressed for details.
“Well, I haven’t been able to find quite what I’m looking for since I moved here,” I explained, “So I joined this popular website for bulls and cuckold couples.”
I paused and they stared at me with wide eyes. The tension was palpable and I could tell they were worried about what was next.
“And I found this one profile that really interested me so I looked at all of their pictures and I was really surprised to realize that I know these people,” I looked into my mom’s eyes and then shifted to my dad’s.
“What are you talking about?” My mom asked.
“You know damn well what I’m talking about,” I answered assertively, “I saw all the pics of you getting fucked in your bed, on the couch, in the kitchen. Hell, you even fucked a guy in my bed. Best of all, you messaged me wanting my cock.”
The room was completely silent except for the ice clinking as I finished the last bit of scotch in my glass. My parents both looked at the table.
“We didn’t think you’d ever find out,” my dad began as I put my class down with an audible thud on the table, “We-”
“I didn’t either,” I said cutting him off, “But I did. Now, mom, I want you to take your shirt and pants off.”
I couldn’t believe I said that, but I was just drunk enough to not care and wanted to see if I could be in control. They both sat stunned until I repeated the order, then my mom slowly stood up and took her shirt off. Under her shirt she was wearing a white lace bra and when she bent over to take her pants off I stared at her cleavage.
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