Fucking my friend’s mom

“Alicia what are you doing tonight?” I asked my sister.

“Gonna go hang with my friend at his house”

“Think you could slip that by me? What’s his name?” I’ve always been protective of her, and now that she’s 16 there are going to be plenty of guys who are trying to take advantage of her. Even I think she’s hot, and she’s my sister.

“Don’t worry I think he’s gay. Like actually gay. Ya know?”

I was in a hurry, I had no more time to interrogate her.

“Be safe” I yelled as I was walking out the door. I hopped into my lifted F-150 and began to drive. There was this 18 and older night club that just opened up around the corner that I had decided to go to. I stopped by my friend Paul’s house to pick him up, we always winged for each other whenever we would go and creep on girls.

“Sup dude” I said to Paul as he got in my truck. We were driving for a steady 15 minutes when we hit traffic. The fact that the traffic for the night club was a block and a half down was already a good sign, we were gonna fuck some beezy’s tonight without question. I smiled.

“There’s gonna be some fine bitches there tonight” I said to Paul.

“Yeah man I bet, I’m meeting Cindy there though”

“Cindy Taylor? What the fuck man who’s gonna wing for me?”

“Yeah Cindy Taylor, and I can still wing, just not in front of Cindy”

“Are you tapping that at least?”

“Workin on it man”

That was a definite no. Cindy Taylor was a 9 and was way out of Paul’s league, especially because the only two girls he’s fucked were girls that I set him up with. I figured I’d let him try and work it on his own while I approached.


We parked and waited in line for about 30 minutes. By then it was around 10:30 and I was already getting a little bored from waiting in line so long. I even began chatting it up with this fatty in front of me who claimed to be waiting for her boyfriend.


I looked around me and there was a three to one girl to guy ratio. Most of the girls were hot too, this was going to be an easy night for me. There was two main rooms, one had a lounge area with coaches setup in an “L” shape. At the other side of the lounge room was a bar, and they were carding each person that got a drink. Cindy was already half an hour late by the time Paul and I decided to do an approach.

“Fuck in man, she’s gonna be late like this you gotta show her you can get other girls” I said to him. He agreed. We approached two blondes, who were probably wearing the skankiest outfits in the whole place.

“Hey there” I said to the blonde on the left, Paul and I had already pre determined who would get which chick, without even having to talk about it. “Whatcha drinking?”

“Just a long island iced tea” she responded.

“Typical Chick drink” I chuckled. “Lemme get a sip”. She passed the drink over to me and I took a sip, it tasted light shit.

“Couldn’t handle it huh?” She smirked. For some reason chicks are always trying to get guys to prove themselves to them.

“I guess not” I winked at her. “How about you go get us 3 shots of vodka from the bar?” I held out a twenty.

“Oh we’re not 21 hahaha, some guys bought us these drinks”.

“Uh oh! You’re gonna have to make it up to me some how” I smiled. “how about we go dance?” I pointed at the other room which was packed with people dancing. She agreed and we made our way through the crowd. Paul and the other girl remained there talking. We found a tight corner on the dance floor across from the dj. The room was blazing hot and was filled with flashing rave lights. Every few seconds a green light would scan across my face. All of a sudden I smelled nug and looked around me to see who was smoking. I couldn’t find the source so I looked back at my girl who was already teasing me with her ass, shaking it to the beat of the music. I wrapped my hands around her wasted and gave her a sneak peak at what later that night would be like. I noticed a joint in her mouth, it took me a few seconds to realize that was where I smelled the nug. I grabbed it from her mouth and took a few hits then passed it on to a stranger.

“Let him get kicked out for bringing drugs” I said to her. She didn’t seem to mind. We continued dancing. She was wearing brown skin tight booty shorts, and a white skin-tight tank top that seemed to be her substitute for a bra.

“I never got your name” I leaned in to ‘hear better’ as she responded.

“My name’s Joanna”

“Thats a very pretty name Joanna” I smiled at her an leaned in to get my face closer.