Party Game
#12 of One Shots
This story involves oral sex between a mother and son, domestic cats anthro's. Do not read if this subject offends you in anyway. All Characters are my creations and are copyright to me (Ghosty/Ghostwolf).
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Party Game
The music was thumping heavily and everywhere there were people talking, dancing, playing games, or getting snacks or drinks or both. The house party had been going for at least two hours and thankfully the neighbors hadn't reported it to the police. Around sixty people filled the house with almost every room having some occupants and several more spilled out into the backyard to speak more freely from the interior noise. Greasy food, alcohol, sweat and raging hormones were all heavy in the air though no-one seemed to care save for the occasional fool who drank too much, too quickly.
Ethan sat on the stairs cheering on his friends in the party game they were playing. A simple get locked in the under stairs closet for ten minutes with someone from the opposite sex and see what happens. Ethan knew the house but not the owner or host of the party. The building had an odd lay out, like it might have been two houses at one point but had since been converted into one. The under stairs closet was a big feature and the house was well known for this particular game because of it. The stairs were divided by a wall, but the closet ran through both sides with a door on each end. The girls had one side, the boys the other.
The game had become so popular because some older college students sometimes showed up, or even the local cougars and MILF's looking for some fun. Senior high-schoolers had come to know it as a rite of passage and for four years the parties had continued after graduation time, spring break, and New Year.
As the latest male exited the closet with a smug look of triumph writ large across the rabbits face, Ethan could feel like his time was approaching. He was nearly eighteen and not an unattractive sight. He was a Cymric feline with bright emerald eyes and a medium length fur that ranged from blue-grey and black on his back to arctic grey and white on his ventral areas and muzzle. His hair blended seamlessly with his fur, with only its extra length making it stand out. He wore a pair of dark blue jeans and running shoes, with a long sleeved black t-shirt which wasn't anything special to look at, but was certainly comfy.
"Ethan Winter!" One of the jocks presiding over the bowl that had all of the male names of the games participants on folded paper called out. Getting up he descended the stairs and set his drink on the sideboard in the hall. His friends and other party goers all whooped and cheered as Ethan made his way confidently to the door with a slightly exaggerated swagger.
"Enter the mystery closet, Dude!" A slightly drunk skunk guarding the closet door said before quickly opening the door and ushering Ethan inside. As he stepped forward, Ethan's heart was thundering in his chest and he was certain there was just enough light to see who was there. His wide hopeful eyes were his downfall as a quick flash from a torch blinded him for a few seconds as the door closed behind him.
"What the? Why did you do that?" He growled in discomfort and blinked several times trying to clear the spots from his eyes. Feminine paws gripped his wrists and pulled him closer. "Oh, okay!" Ethan was surprised but when he found the female he was with pushing her body tightly against him, he knew he might have got more than he bargained for. As she guided his paws to her hips, he guessed that she was an older female; she had a little flare to her hips and her chest pressing to his got his immediate attention. Then something else caught his attention; she was purring. He smiled to himself, happy that he had been paired with another feline.
Ethan was about to ask her name when he felt her lips press to his and her paws cup his cheeks. Light bubbles still danced in his vision against the darkness as his eyes grew wider with what was happening to him. The experience wasn't unpleasant or forceful. She playfully licked his lips before slowly sliding her tongue into his mouth and then coaxing his tongue into hers. They parted lips for a few seconds at a time to adjust their positions but continued to return again and again.
Feeling her leg brush over his and the heat of her crotch press against his thigh, Ethan's eye's rolled back in bliss. Never in his wildest dreams did he think he'd get more than a few kisses and maybe to cup some breasts, but the female keeping him close wasn't just putting out for kisses; her scent suggested she wanted a lot more.
She pushed closer once more and Ethan took a step back, bumping against the closet wall. The female quickly braced his head in her paw to stop him hurting himself as she rubbed her body against his again; her breasts pushing firmly against his chest as her breathing and purring deepened. Her lips found his again and their tongues fought a sensual battle with neither able to get a final victory before they pulled away to breath for a few seconds and then returning for another kiss.
It had barely been a minute and Ethan's mind was racing with what was going on, but in the front of his mind were the rules of the game, where they only had ten minutes in the closet before they would be ejected. When they broke their latest kiss, Ethan's paws clumsily found her shoulders and held her still for a few more seconds. "What's next?" His words were breathy and uncertain. He heard the female hum softly before guiding his paws over her breasts, down her tummy and under her t-shirt, and then back up to her breasts.
Feeling the warm flesh of her breasts in his paws, he noted that she seemed to be wearing a sports bra that she had pushed over her not inconsiderable breasts. His paws kneaded at her flesh gently, and he felt her hardening nipples press into the palms of his paws. She panted softly as he massaged her chest and extracted the occasional quiet moan when he pinched her nipples.
A clatter outside distracted them both for a few seconds, but with coats and jackets muffling the outside ambiance to a dull hum for most of the time, they only really heard each other's own purring after the clatter was drowned out in the sea of house noises.
The young cat's heart was pounding and as the female's paws returned to his and guided them away from her breasts he spoke up. "Did I do something wrong?"
"No." Her whisper was so soft he could barely hear her. Sliding her paws to his chest, she trailed them down his torso, extending her claws slightly to tickle him through his clothing.
He giggled and jerked slightly as she stopped at his belt. "Sorry, ticklish." She chuckled softly at him and then slowly lowered herself to her knees before the young feline. "Holy shit!" Ethan gasped quietly. "Are you gonna?"
"Mmhmm." Her response was quick and swiftly followed up by unbuckling his belt and unfastening his jeans.
Ethan was already stiff as a board thanks to her dry humping his leg. When his jeans were loose enough and pulled just a little lower, his cock sprung through the gap in his boxer shorts. As if sensing the sudden movement, the female's paw gripped his shaft and slowly began pumping his flesh. Ethan panted at the sensation of her warm delicate paw sliding along his cock. It was good; too good even. The way she was working him, he guessed he'd blow his load in only a few seconds. "Slow down." He huffed quietly.
Her purring only seemed to get louder as she continued to work the young feline up further. Seconds ticked by and suddenly her paw came to rest at the base of his cock. Ethan groaned and wished he could see what she was doing, but his wishing didn't last long. The warmth of her mouth enveloped the tip of his dick as her slightly rough tongue slowly slid across the short sensitive barbs on his tip.
Ethan suppressed a growl of lust and gripped at the coats around him as a shot of pre-cum shot over the females tongue. Licking in small circles over the tip of his cock, she smiled to herself as the young feline squirmed as she held him in place. Her head got closer and her tongue began to slide along the underside of his shaft. His thighs trembled as one of his paws clumsily found the back of her head. "Don't stop." Ethan panted as her head began to bob back and forth and her tongue explored his throbbing manhood. He groaned quietly to himself as she moved while her free paw slid underneath his t-shirt and explored his body. Trailing her claws through his fur as she pressed against his firm body, she tickled his abs and brushed over his nipples with her finger pads.
It was only the second time Ethan had ever been to one of these parties and he couldn't believe what was happening. Last time he had played the game, he spent ten minutes with a shy girl who kissed him once and let him hug her for the full time while they made small talk, but that was it. Now he was getting what felt like a full service. Tilting his wrist he saw the soft glow of the numerals on his watch; three minutes, they had only been in there three minutes! It was already starting to feel like a life time. Whoever was with him clearly knew what she wanted and he was more than willing for her to take it.
The sharp sensation of her teeth pressing into his flesh made him tense. She wasn't biting as such, just digging in a little and dragging her teeth along his shaft. As she reached his tip, he shuddered as they seemed to comb through his barbs, exciting him even further. He guessed she had to be a college girl, doubting anyone his own age would be that good without a lot of practice.
She sucked on the tip of his penis as both of her paws came to his groin; one held the base of his shaft while the other began pumping his dick mercilessly. "Fuck! Not so fast, we still have time." He growled out the most strained whisper he had ever said. The female paid him no mind and continued rapidly jerking him off as she toyed with the tip of his cock with her rough wet tongue. "Shit! I'm gonna..."
She pulled away and spat on his cock and her paw. The fact that she seemed to be able to aim in the dark made him wonder how often she has done this, or at least something similar. Smearing her saliva over his dick, she pumped him faster and breathed warm air over his sensitive barbs. He suppressed his mewling as much as he could but there was still just enough volume for her to hear. "Let it out." She whispered.
Ethan was on a knife's edge; he'd never masturbated so furiously himself, let alone having someone else do it for him. He glanced at his wrist and saw the glowing numerals again. Almost five minutes. It felt like so much longer, but the reality was dawning on him that it wouldn't last much longer. As he felt himself shudder, his words failed him, but she seemed to understand.
Returning her mouth to his cock, she closed her lips around him and slowly slid her tongue along the underside of his shaft and pressed the head of his cock to the roof of her mouth. Slowly she took more of him into her waiting maw and as his barbs and cock tip were forced over each ridge on the roof of her mouth he finally gave into her.
It was an ejaculation like no other he had ever felt. His groin was aflame with blood pulsing rapidly through his veins and uncontrollable muscle spasms wracking his core and thighs. His seed erupted from his cock in such a heavy wave that he was sure he had caught his companion off guard, but not completely unprepared. The first wave made her head jerk back slightly, but she swallowed and continued to move her mouth further along his shaft. As she neared the base of his cock a second wave splattered against the back of her throat and she let if flood down to her stomach. Moving her paws, she gripped his hips and took him all the way to the hilt; his cock now physically in her throat made him dig his claws into the wall behind him. Never in his lifetime did he imagine a girl would ever deep throat him. His final ejaculation seemed to go on and on as more of his cum trickled in a stream of globs that continued to flow for almost a full minute.
He gasped when his orgasmic rush ended and lightly bumped his head against the wall as he began to feel limp. As his senses began to clear, he felt his companion's mouth slide free from him only to be replaced by a slightly damp paw, which cradled his dick and balls lovingly. "Holy shit, that was amazing. Thank you." He panted.
He could feel her breath on his cheek as she whispered to him. "Wanna break the rules?"
"Gods, yes. I wanna see you."
"Close your eyes, I'll tell you when to open them." Her voice was so soft and conspiratorial that he guessed she had somehow singled him out from the crowd.
"Alright." Ethan did as he was told and seconds later he heard a sharp click and caught a faint glow beyond his eyelids. There was a sound of something both plastic and rubber being set on a shelf and the glow seemed to shift position.
Another few seconds passed and then she whispered in his ear again, but something was off, she sounded different. "Alright; open your eyes, slowly."
Ethan did as he was told. Dipping his head, he cracked his eyes open and looked for the darkest spot so he wouldn't hurt his eyes. After a few short seconds, his vision resolved and he found himself looking at a tight plain purple t-shirt with an impressive bust behind it. As his head lifted he started to see her fur and saw familiar colours and as he caught sight of her lust filled features his eyes went wide with shock. "Mo..."
Her free paw shot to his mouth and silenced him in short order. Pressing herself against him, she held his gaze and smiled affectionately at the young feline in her paws. "Ah, ah... Can't let everyone know your Mom just made you blow your load in her mouth now, can we?"
Ethan shook his head and starred at her in utter disbelief. As she held him, her paw on his crotch began to gently massage him before softly stroking up and over his body. After a few seconds he relaxed and when she was certain he wouldn't call out, she removed her paw from his mouth and let him speak. "Why?"
"Because your father's more interested in video games, drinking beer, hunting and fishing with his friends than spending time with his wife." She sighed quietly and then gazed back into his eyes. "I'm bored, frustrated, and I've been horny as fuck for months."
He looked her over with confused eyes. His mother was thirty-six, but through some miracle of genetics, good diet and regular exercise she didn't look a day over twenty-eight. Her fur was the same as his, blue-grey to white with some black markings. Her hair was long and dropped to the middle of her back; it was black for the most part, but the last few inches of it faded into the same colours as her fur transitioned through. Her soft blue eyes revealed she was every bit as intelligent as he knew she had been growing up.
"Why me though?" Ethan said with his heart pounding in his throat.
His mother smirked. "I've thought about going behind your father's back for a while now, but I couldn't trust anyone not to let the secret out; not the postman, not the pool guy, not any of the lonely neighbors, not anyone. Anyone except you, that is."
"How long have you been planning this?" He asked, trying to keep his voice low.
"About two months. Everyone knows when this party is being held; I just bribed a few of the girls and guys to let me in and through them I set up this little situation."
"You did this just to blow me?" Ethan was confused; his brain struggling to piece together everything as she explained.
"No." She said flatly and lightly dug her claws into his chest. "I'm making you a onetime offer; I just needed your attention. Do I have it?"
Ethan nodded.
She smiled and retracted her claws. "Good; I need to be quick so listen carefully. Your dad is hardly ever home and when he is he eats, sleeps, does paper work, or hides in his den. Now, tell me, did you enjoy what I just did for you?"
Swallowing hard, Ethan nodded slightly.
"Do you want me to do it again?"
He nodded again with fearful excitement.
"Would you fuck me if I asked you to?"
Ethan's eye's widened; shocked that she was asking him to go all the way with her.
She smiled and lightly stroked his chin. "I'll take that as a, yes."
The young feline shivered scared of what lay ahead for him, but was also unbelievably excited.
"Alright; do you want to be my lover?" She purred softly soothing her son as her paw rubbed his chest.
"Yes." His answer came quickly and having said it his mind focused. His mother was well known among his friends as a super-hot MILF, but now she was throwing herself at him, her own son! He'd imagined what it would be like to have sex with her a few times, knowing himself just how beautiful and desirable she was to others. It had always been a fantasy though; now it was the real deal.
His mother smiled happily and hugged him close. "Thank you." She purred in a sultry but sincere tone.
"Dad won't know anything, right?"
She giggled and shook her head. "I told you, he's more interested in doing shit with his friends than me, and I'm home most of the week. So; wanna keep me company?"
Ethan nodded enthusiastically.
She smiled lovingly at her son and cupped his cheeks as she kissed him passionately. Knowing their time was short she broke the kiss quickly and smiled happily. "Try to avoid me for the next twenty minutes or so. I'm going home to get ready for you; I want you home no more than an hour after I leave, got it? That's a deal breaker."
"Got it!" He growled softly, feeling his confidence return.
She smiled playfully. "Okay, one more thing. Leather, lace, or swimsuits; which do you prefer?"
Suddenly on the spot, Ethan panicked. "Uuuhhh... Leath... No! Swimsuits."
Reaching for the torch on the shelf, she smiled and kissed her son one more time before turning the light off. "I'll have a surprise for you when you get home. Good thing your Dad's fishing all weekend..." She said suggestively.
"Mom, I..." He felt a finger press to his muzzle before she helped him upright and quickly got his cock back into his boxer shorts and jeans.
"When it's just you and me now, you can call me by my name, Ethan."
His paw found her hip and pulled her close. "Suzanna..." He growled with just a hint of dominance.
"Mmmm, good boy." She purred softly as she stole one last grope of his crotch. "Don't make me wait too long. If you're quick, we can go all night. First weekend we can try anything you want."
"Anything?" He sounded shocked.
"Anything." She purred softly and then guided him towards the door which he had entered through. "If you do something I like, maybe we'll do it again." She teased.
Outside he could hear a countdown starting at five. He took a breath and heard his mother slide to the back of the closet to hide herself. The door flung open and the cheering party goers welcomed him back into their midst. As he blinked to clear his vision he smiled and chuckled to himself as he was bombarded with question about who he thought he was with, what happened, and would he go again? Ethan casually played down what happened claiming he wouldn't kiss and tell.
Stepping away from his friends he heard the other door to the closet open and some cheering from the girls. Knowing who just left, Ethan smiled to himself and walked upstairs to the bathroom to clean himself up and plan how he was going to leave in the next half hour. There was going to be another party at his house and he was the only one invited.
He didn't want to be late.