Sobering Up Mom
Today's newspapers are filled with stories of family's
being ripped apart by alcohol and drugs. This true story
deals with alcohol and how it changed my family. My mom
went through a period of serious alcohol abuse; abuse to
the point of neglecting her only child...me.
Shortly after I turned 16 I had to start taking care of
myself because mom was usually too drunk to function or
passed out in her rocking chair. During this time dad was
on the road a lot, he made a good living in sales but it
kept him away from home most of the time. Mom missed him a
lot and as a result started to hide out in a bottle.
Mom was 36 and not a real beauty queen by any means.
Average pretty face, dark brown hair worn short and small
breasts. I guess her best asset was her long legs and tight
rounded ass. Looking through a son's eyes, I thought she
was glorious. I took every opportunity to see her naked
body and since our family wasn't real big on modesty, I had
quite a few chances.
One of my favorite ploys was to start a conversation with
her just as I knew she had to get dressed or change
clothes. Mom thought nothing of it and I could look to my
heart's content then dash to the bathroom and stroke my
bone until I came.
During that summer dad was gone as usual, mom was drunk and
I was on my own.
At first I enjoyed the freedom but as time went on it got
to be a drag. One afternoon I noticed mom passed out in her
chair with her legs tucked up under her ass and much to my
surprise she wasn't wearing panties. Mom had a real hairy
snatch so I couldn't get a clear look at her pussy but I
figured it was too good an opportunity to pass up. Closing
the curtains so the neighbors wouldn't see, I knelt in
front of her for my first close look at a woman's pussy.
I still could not see it as clearly as I wanted so without
even thinking I reached out and started brushing the hair
aside with my fingertips. Mom muttered something and
shifted a little bit and I thought I was busted. Jumping up
I quickly sat down on the sofa; clear of mom but still with
a good view of her pussy. When she didn't wake up, I slowly
returned to her chair.
"Mom," I called, shaking her arm, "Mom, wake up!"
When she didn't respond I resumed the parting of her pubic
hair. Now I could clearly see the object of my curiosity.
Her pussy was tightly closed, the thick outer lips pressed
tightly together. Watching her face for signs of her
waking, I gently started to pry them apart. I had to see
her hole, the same one I had come from 16 years earlier.
Mom's face never changed but she did move her ass around a
bit. Looking down I was mesmerized. There in all it's
glory, laid out for me to see, was paradise. I could see
everything from her asshole to her clit. I nearly came in
my shorts. I knew that if I even touched my aching cock at
that moment it would explode.
Gaining courage but still not sure, I reached up and again
shook mom's arm, "Mom, mom, can you hear me?"
Getting no response I went back to my explorations. I
started to lightly touch her pussy, running my fingers down
the line between her inner lips and up over her clit. Still
no response. Now I began to really check her out, touching
and feeling every part of that beautiful female snatch.
Finally I got the confidence to insert the tip of my finger
in her fuck hole and nearly had a heart attack.
Mom moaned and rolled her ass further to the side. I
thought she had woken up and that I was dead meat for sure
but as I yanked back and looked up at her I could see that
her eyes were still closed and her expression had not
changed.
Looking back to her pussy I saw why she had started to move
about, even out cold her body was reacting to my touch.
Mom's pussy was starting to glisten with moisture. Again I
inserted just the tip of my fingers in her vagina and again
she moaned and moved a little. More confident, I continued
to push my fingers into my mother feeling the slick, hot
moisture clasp around them. I was in heaven. And I wanted
more.
Just as I got my fingers in as far as they would go two
things happened, mom started to flutter her eyelids and
mumble something, and I lost all control and started to
shoot in my shorts. Even as I gasped with the intensity of
my cum I quickly removed my fingers from her pussy and ran
to the bathroom to clean up.
After washing away the cum, my cock stayed as hard as iron.
I had to jack off another load before I could get it back
in my shorts.
The rest of that day and evening passed as usual, mom
continued to drink and I fixed supper. I set the table and
called mom, "Soup's on, come on and eat Mom."
"I'm not hungry dear, you go ahead and eat though," she
called back from the living room.
Worried, I went to her and said, "Mom you need to eat, all
that liquor is going to eat your stomach up if you don't."
Fixing me with a bleary gaze she said, "I'm OK, I've only
had a little."
"Mom, you've drunk almost a fifth just this afternoon. I'm
worried about you, I think you're drinking way too much," I
responded.
Mom's expression softened as she realized that my concern
was honest. She took my hand and said, "Honey, it is just
that I am so lonely, I miss your dad a lot and an
occasional drink does seem to help."
Touched by her dilemma, I leaned over and kissed her
lightly on the cheek.
"You aren't alone Mom, I'm here with you."
To which she replied, "Son, I appreciate your company and I
love you dearly but you just aren't what I need sometimes.
Sometimes I need to have a man, your father around."
In light of what had gone on earlier I knew just what she
meant but could only say, "OK Mom, just try to eat
something later please."
"I will sweetie, now you go on and eat, after all you are
still a growing boy."
Later that night, as I lay in bed stroking my cock
replaying the events of the afternoon in my mind, I heard
mom groaning and sobbing in her room. So, I was not the
only horny person in the house that night? Just listening
was enough to put me over the edge and my third cum of the
day erupted from my pulsating teenage dick.
The next few days were pretty much the same; mom got drunk
but to my disappointment didn't pass out. I soon started
thinking about playing with her pussy and decided to help
her along so that I might get another chance at it. I began
to keep an eye on her glass and when it was empty I offered
to bring her a fresh drink.
"Why thank you honey, that would be nice," was all she
said.
I returned with her drink, sat it down and went back to
watching TV. I didn't ask when I saw the glass empty again;
I just went and refilled it. Mom didn't say anything as I
brought her another drink. I took a close look at her and
saw that her eyes were starting to get that glazed look.
About half way through that drink I saw her eyelids start
to droop and said, "You look really tired mom, why don't
you finish your drink and go take a nap."
Mom picked up her drink and after finishing it said,
"Sounds like a good idea but I think I'll just curl up here
in my chair for a while."
"Here, I'll close the curtains for you so the light won't
bother you."
Mom tucked her feet up as before and in a matter of minutes
I heard her breathing become deep and regular. I gave her
about 15 minutes and then shouted, "MOM, MOM WAKE UP!" I
crossed to her chair and shook her hard, "MOM," no
response.
I assumed my position in front of her and lifted her skirt,
damn; she was wearing panties today. I knew that as out of
it as she was I could get them off but I didn't know if I
would be able to get them back on or not so I settled for
moving the crotch to one side.
As before her plump outer pussy lips were closed but I knew
that that would change quickly. I took my burning cock out
of my shorts and stroked it a couple of times, feeling the
tingles shoot through my body. Releasing my cock I began to
rub her breasts through her dress. After just a few moments
I could feel her nipples harden against my palms. I
continued to massage one tit as I moved my other hand down
to her pussy.
I cupped her mound in my hand and started to rub it gently.
I swear that I could feel the heat start to build as mom
moaned and started to shift about in her chair. Looking
closely I could see the beads of moisture start to seep
from her cunt.
I checked her expression one last time then gave all my
attention to that wonderful pussy. I didn't have to open it
this time, mom was getting so turned on that her cunt had
opened like a flower and was dripping with nectar. I moved
my fingers over her sex and found that her clit was hard
and poking out of its sheath. Rubbing it gently brought
more moans and a gasp or two from her and her ass started
to move in small circles. "HOT," I thought as I slid my
finger up her now well-lubricated channel.
I had started to jack off as I played with her slit and now
I wiped the precum off on her thigh. Feeling the soft skin
of her thigh against the burning head of my dick was almost
too much; I had to draw back. I continued to play with
mom's pussy, bringing more moans and gasps from her as I
tried to regain my control.
Then a thought hit me, if rubbing my cock on her leg felt
so good, what would rubbing it on her cunt feel like?
I only thought about it for a few seconds before I moved.
Grasping my cock I shuffled forward until the head was
touching her outer lips, taking a deep breath I began to
rub it up and down her slit. It was like electricity
running up my cock and through my entire body. Mom seemed
to feel it also, her moans became louder and her ass began
to rotate faster.
I would have cum right then and there but fate intervened.
Between my rubbing and mom moving I suddenly felt the head
of my dick lodged in the opening to her vagina. I guess
instinct took over since I don't remember thrusting into
her pussy. All I know is that I had never felt anything
like it before and my balls were about to explode.
Mom's ass had started to roll from side to side and I could
feel the walls of her pussy clutching and squeezing my hard
cock like a hand. Though her eyes were still closed she was
muttering, "oh-oh-oh, Mmmmmmmmm."
That was all it took, I shoved my raging cock in as far as
it would go and had the most mind blowing cum of my life.
It felt like I dropped a bucket of spunk in her grasping
cunt. God was it great. I had never experienced anything
even close to that kind of pleasure before. Jacking off was
a poor substitute.
Before I could withdraw my still hard cock from mom's pussy
she opened her eyes and attempted to focus on me, "Wh-wh-at
have y-you, mmmmmm, d-done?"
I was frozen with fear, my cock was still in mom and I
couldn't move. I stammered, "I c-c-couldn't stand it mom.
You are s-so b-beautiful that w-w-when you p-passed out I
had to f-f-fuck you."
"Why son?" she asked, not making any effort to push away.
"I got to thinking about you being so lonely and me so
horny and I have always loved you Mom." As my fear started
to subside my still throbbing cock seemed to start making
small motions of it's own.
"I saw your pussy the other day and loved it so much that I
just had to see it again. I guess I got carried away this
time. It won't happen again mom, I promise." But I still
held myself firmly in her.
About that time mom rolled her hips again and said, "You
still have your hard cock in my hot pussy, moving it around
in there and you can promise that this won't happen again?"
Even confronted by mom this way, caught in the act so to
speak, I was still burning with lust and couldn't stop
moving my cock in her. Still I had to say something, "Mom,
it feels sooo gooood fucking you, I just can't stop."
"You're right baby, it does feel goooood. Don't stop now
Pleaassee, FUCK ME! OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD I'M CUMMING!!"
I started to thrust into mom as hard as I could and in just
seconds I was screaming, "I'm Cumming Mom. Take it, please
take my cum."
Mom went into a second spasm as she felt my sperm splash on
her cervix and run back out of her cunt, "OH, cum in your
mother. Shoot your hot cum in my pussy."
I collapsed over her as I came and we wrapped our arms
around each other and kissed for the first time. "I love
you so much mom, I don't want you to be lonely or have to
stay drunk all of the time."
"I love you too baby," she murmured against my lips.
Today, five years later mom has not complained of being
lonely nor has she touched alcohol again.
Keys: Mother/son alcohol inc
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