My Awakening – Part 8

IS IT THE BEGINNING OR THE END

Finally, it was the day of my high school graduation. My mother made it a point to get me up early even though the ceremony was not until 2 PM. Either way, we were here. I was lucky enough to get to sit next to my bestie Connie. When we were marching in, Connie jumped the line and got past several people to be able to sit next to me. I only realized that she was behind me in line was that I felt a hand rubbing on my ass while we waited to enter the floor of the arena. When I turned around ready to smack the shit out of one of my male classmates, there she was Connie, so close to me I could feel her body heat. All I could do was laugh.

We continued our march into the arena. I finally spotted my family because of the bright yellow sundress she was wearing. Mom always looked good. She had a killer body, with curvy hips and ample breasts. Her dress was low cut and as I got closer, I smiled as I realized that she was braless. Her nipples were attention and her twin sisters were standing tall. (Breast surgery will do that for a 40+ year old woman.) MOM WAS LOOKING DAMN GOOD!!! I knew that my parents were very sexually active because they were always smooching on the couch, feeling each other up and one night, I caught them butt-ass naked in the pool’s Jacuzzi. Mom was sitting on Dad’s lap and was bouncing up and down. Dad was massaging those big titties and both of them were moaning up a storm. Even though these were my parents, that shit had me horny as hell. I never moved away from the window. I guess Dad was going to be tearing that shit up tonight because I know I would if my wife looked like that.

I saw my brother sitting next to my mom and Katrina was sitting behind them. That was all of my family. We were small but proud. Connie on the other hand had a whole section of her family. Her mom was dressed very sexy as usual in a white strapless dress and her dad had on a suit that looked like it belonged more in the tropics than in stuffy Washington, DC. I laughed because they had style about them. The other 50 or so members of her entourage were jumping up and down and waving at Connie and me.

The ceremony was the usual blah, blah inspirational speeches.