" Dad said. I was not sure what to think. Mom was not hot, not ugly, she is tall, skinny, small tits, curly dark hair. I guess I never thought about s...x with her. "Look, I know it seems weird but it would really help us out. We both need you to do this for us." Dad pleaded. "Well, sure dad. I can help you guys out." I replied. Dad was very happy with my reply and smiled big. The next morning mom was in the kitchen making breakfast. I walked in feeling uncomfortable. We made small talk and I. She looked up at me, catching me staring, and smiled her winning smile.There was a long five minutes of silence, dragging out and punctuated only by my sips from my tea. We had no music on, no TV on, nothing. Even the traffic noise from outside was quiet. The girls said nothing. I dared say nothing.My phone buzzed in my pocket. Welcoming the distraction, I fished it out of my pocket. It was a message from the taxi company saying my ride had arrived. It was already 9 pm.“I have to go, my taxi’s. As I was riding your cock last night, I realized how lucky I was to have such wonderfully divine tool in my sissy ass. I savored every second of it. The anticipation and hunger, the lust, as your rub your velvety crown over my whore rosebud. Sliding your head around my waiting and gaping sissy cunt hole over and over and over, until your large cap pushes in with a little satisfying pop. I rode you for only fifteen minutes last night, but all these thoughts entered my mind and more. I felt. In the tent, the juniors had gathered already and most of my batchmates as well. We had organized for DJ, food, flickering disco lights, and drinks. Not just any drinks, alcohol. Though we were not allowed to bring alcohol bottles, we sneaked alcohol into the college by putting it in the cold-drink bottles.The party began on time with DJ playing loud. Everyone started dancing. Drinks were poured into the glasses and people were having a sip. I could tell that there were a lot who had not tasted.