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Mom's Hot Halloween Party Surprise

... average. I thought I'd finally grown up to find a nice girl instead of letting my hormones guide my love life. She was plain, but could be really sexy when she wanted to be with her long blonde hair in pony tails and glasses. For six months we were a couple and until now I had no clue that we were in trouble. It left me in a real pissy mode when I walked in my house. "Hi Honey, how was school?" Mom asked happily as she was washing dishes. "I don't want to talk about it," I grumbled. "Oh Honey," Mom immediately came over to console me. She always seemed to be psychic when it came to why I was upset, so instantly asked, "Did you and Jill have a fight?" "No, she is fucking a crack-head so we fucking broke up!" I almost shouted disgusted. Then I was mad with myself for snapping at her as I dodged out of her grasp. My mom is a great person, always friendly and helpful to everyone, but she is also a hugger. She hugs everyone all the time, but for several years that had started making me uncomfortable because she also has very large soft tits. More than once I would get an inappropriate woody from one of her embraces and the last thing I wanted now was to be reminded of my virginity. "Randy!" I heard my dad snap as he came into the room. "Apologize to your mother for that language." God damn it! I didn't know Dad was home already. "I'm sorry Mom," I said begrudgingly. Then I had to let her hug me and just endure the crush of her cleavage engulfing me and try and ignore it. "I told ...

... you Jill would dump you if you didn't get serious with her," Dad then put in almost complete hypocrisy to his moral outrage at my language. He was always brutally honest and obnoxiously direct with his overtly manly philosophy, to the point I couldn't believe any woman would stay with him. To him women were put on this Earth to serve and care for their man and children. Even worse is Mom would never contradict him, though sometimes she would work around his decrees as long as no one told him. "Now Honey," Mom happily chided Dad, "with all the diseases out there now Randy was smart to wait for the right girl." Mom called everyone Honey as it was her friendly southern style and that was about as confrontational as she ever got. "People are animals," Dad firmly stated. "If you don't mark your territory then someone else will take it from you." I had hated his idea of macho male dominance because it seemed silly to me that in this day and age society could be reduced down to something so simple, but with Jill cheating on me it strangely became more reasonable now. Maybe it was Mom's jugs still squishing into my side, but I actually had a brief fantasy of grabbing Jill and just fucking her silly and that alone would somehow make her love me again. Predictably my manhood which had held off from reacting to my mother's embrace finally hardened at this perverse rape fantasy. I just hoped Mom didn't notice as I backed out of her warm hug that had already gone for an embarrassingly long ...