Son helps himself to mom who is hungover by the pool
It was a beautiful Saturday morning and mom was drunk again, or high, or both. It could be hard to tell with her sometimes. I was laying out by the pool when she came stumbling out to the deck. She had on oversize sunglasses but her unsteady walk gave away her true condition. I hardly bothered to look at her. She almost fell into a lounge chair next to me and spent a minute adjusting it so that she could lay flat on her stomach. Soon she was oblivious to the world, her steady breathing indicated that she was sleeping off another bender. I went back to ready my book and enjoying the warm sunshine. It was pleasant without being too hot out just yet, but I figured in another hour or so it would be too hot to be outside anymore.
Now I suppose that mom’s condition isn’t entirely her own fault. My dad was a drunken asshole who beat her a lot and eventually broke her ribs one night. She turned to self-medicating with pain pills and alcohol. Thankfully, dad never hit my sister or I, but he was a cruel son-of-a-bitch. He was killed in a drunken bar fight several years ago and at first I thought that might improve mom’s condition, but it didn’t. I guess she was too far gone by that point. At seventeen I was the man of the house and I think I did a pretty good job of keeping everything in order. My younger sister, Catherine or Kat, had just turned sixteen and so far had stayed out of trouble. She was spending her first weekend of driving freedom staying with friends up north.
Mom moaned and lifted herself up on her elbows.
“Jay…Jay, it’s hot. Will you put sunscreen on my back?”, she asked in a soft voice. I stared at her for a second, upset that she interrupted my peace and quiet, but nodded that I would do it. After all I still loved my mom.
I grabbed a bottle of sunscreen from behind me and turned towards my mom. She had undone the back of her bikini top which kind of surprised me. I squeezed some of the white lotion onto her back and she involuntarily jumped from the cold sensation. I began to spread it over her back and a curious thing started to happen. As my hands caressed her warm skin I began to see her…really see her. I found myself looking at a gorgeous woman. She was not yet forty, with high cheekbones, green eyes and dark brown hair, almost black. Her figure she kept in shape in our downstairs workout room. She weighed barely over 115lbs and had a diminutive 5’2” frame. Her chest, which I couldn’t see but knew from memory was a nice 36C which looked perfect on her. The smooth curves of her form reminded me of a race car. Suddenly, thinking about all of this I had growing erection as I lotioned my mom’s back. Her gentle breathing indicated she was passed out again, so I took my time spreading the cream. Wondering just how out she was I let me hands slide along her sides and I could feel the swell of her breasts as they lay compressed underneath her. My erection was now complete as I incestuously felt up my mom. Squirting some more into my hands I let my hands run down her legs and luscious thighs. Feeling bold I rubbed the inside of her thigh to where the cloth of her bikini bottom met her legs. The thrill was amazing and she didn’t seem to notice at all.
I sat back for a moment wondering what to do next. I mean, I’d just felt up my mom and she felt wonderful. I now had a raging hard-on which needed attention, but part of me was drawn to my mom’s body. The devil in me wanted to know how much more I could get away with before she woke up. I would like to say that I was a chaste son and went inside, or that I returned to reading my book, but I didn’t. Instead I paid more attention to mom’s body.
Checking to make sure mom was still out I ever so gently let my fingers play across her bikini clad ass. If she woke up I could always claim I was brushing away a fly or something. She didn’t stir. Feeling bold and horny I let my hand wander between her thigh again and pressed it against her crotch, forcing my hand against the crack of her ass. Again no movement from mom. Growing more bold and even hornier now I lifted one side of the bikini and gently moved in aside. I didn’t have the best view, but mom’s tight sphincter was visible and the lips her pussy were just there. I was not enthralled with her body and almost didn’t even care if she woke up. Taking the cloth I tugged it more to the side exposing her naked flesh. My cock ached in my swim trunks, but I didn’t want to take the time to free it.
With my hand on her thigh I knew it was crossing even further over the line but my hand inched ever so closer to my mom’s exposed ass. Gently, almost not even at all my fingers brushed between her ass cheeks to her tender, pucker hole. She shivered and I froze, figuring she would wake up and do who knows what to her pervert son for molesting her. After a full minute of me staying absolutely still her body remained sleeping. I pressed just a little harder so I could really feel her asshole. I thought a heard a small sigh and looked at my mom, but she still appeared asleep. I let my finger trace down her asshole toward her smooth pussy lips. She obviously shaved her pussy, which didn’t really surprise me. I had seen her camel toe before when she worked out. It wasn’t the first time I had felt up a girl, but certainly the first time I had felt up my mom. When my finger finally touched her slit I was in heaven. The smooth, softness of her cunt lips was amazing. I wanted more, but she was laying so that I couldn’t really do more without waking her. I settled for rubbing the little bit of her pussy that I could touch. Mom remained asleep, but her breathing was quicker and I wondered if she was enjoying it on some sub-conscious level. My own cock was screaming for a release and I took my hand away long enough to pull my swim trunks down so that my seven inch cock could spring free. The warm sun air on my balls felt wonderful. I replaced my hand between her legs and ventured to her pussy lips again. To my surprise I found them slightly wet. Was mom getting off on this somehow? I didn’t really care and continued to circle the moist spot with one hand while jacking my cock slowly with the other. Eventually the moisture built up quite obviously and taking a break from stroking myself I pressed more firmly on her cunt. My finger slid in, not far, but the tip of my finger had spread my mom’s pussy lips. There was an audible moan from mom when this happened. I knew I was going to be busted, but I was so horny I didn’t care any more. I pressed harder and ever so slowly my finger found its way further along her pussy slit until my entire hand was underneath her body. I really didn’t know what to do from there. I wanted so badly to feel her more, but I not sure that I couldn’t go any more without discovery.
As I pondered the question, the answer suddenly woke up. It was an almost imperceptible shift in her weight, but suddenly I knew my mom was awake with her sons had pressed along her cunt. However, she didn’t say anything or hardly move. Was she going to let me feel her up? I tested the theory by moving my hand along her pussy so that my finger could probe deeper into her cunt. She didn’t flinch or scream. In fact she shifted so that there was a little bit more room to work. Now enraged with hormones and the thought of her letting me finger fuck her I let my finger explore her even more. My digit stroked along her slit until I felt the hard knob of her clit. As my finger touched her sensitive point she audibly gasped and gave up any idea that she was asleep. I circled her slit with my finger the way that my girlfriend liked and paused for a second before doing it again. The on-again, off-again touch seemed to do the trick. Mom was gyrating her hips in rhythm with my stroking of her cunt. She was enjoying it that was for sure. I continued playing with her clit for another minute and her hips continued to grind against my hand. Suddenly her body tensed and shivered hard. I had just brought my mom to an orgasm. Her juices coated my finger and leaked out onto my hand. I gently pulled my hand out from under her body wondering what to do next. My own cock was practically dripping pre-cum with so much excitement. Figuring that it couldn’t get any worse, I dropped my short completely so that I was sitting naked next to my mom. A faint smile spread across her lips as I began to stroke my cock looking at her ass and feeling her juices along my shaft.
I was content to just jack-off but my mom had other ideas. Not pretending to sleep anymore, but without saying anything she lifted her hips off the lounge chair and slid her bikini bottoms off. I watched in amazement as she left her ass in the hair almost begging me to fuck her. I didn’t have to be told twice, that’s for sure. I positioned myself behind her and slid my cock along her outside of her pussy which was still dripping with moisture. I rubbed two or three times and then stiffened when I felt mom’s hand along my shaft. She guided me to her slit and pressed the tip of my cock to the entrance to her pussy. She really wanted to be fucked. I pushed forward with my hips and slowly my cock disappeared into her hot, wet depths. I could have cum right then, but stayed still so that the feeling passed. If this was going to be the only time I fucked my mom I wanted it to last. When I was in control again began a slow rhythm of pulling out and plunging in. Soon mom worked her hip in time with my thrusts and there was a loud smack each time I hit her her ass and my balls flew forward. She was moaning loudly as I fucker her pussy. I would have liked to go all day, but being in such a wonderful position to fuck my mom I had to blow my load too soon. I wasn’t sure if I should cum in her pussy or not, I mean, I didn’t want a kid or anything. I decided to play it safe and pulled out just as my cock began to spasm. Reaching behind her mom grabbed my balls and gently squeezed them as my cum coated her pussy, stomach and inner thighs. I blasted for a good thirty seconds before the tidal wave subsided.
Breathing hard I backed away from mom and sat down on the chair next to her. I didn’t bother even trying to put my shorts back on. She stayed with her ass in the air for a few seconds and then lowered herself down again. I wondered if she was going to say anything, but she didn’t. Instead she sat up and I noted that she didn’t try to cover her wonderful tits which were now facing me.
“I think I’ll go take a shower upstairs. You don’t have to stay out here if you don’t want to,” she said and got up. I watched her naked ass sway across the porch until she went inside. Her invitation was obvious enough and even though I knew it was wrong, I also knew I was going to join her. Leaving my clothes behind I hustled after her and joined her in the master shower, which was big enough for two or even three people.
I’ll admit that I was more than a little nervous following mom into the shower. I towered over her by nearly a foot in height and she looked so damn hot with the water flowing down her body and the steam billowing around her. I nervously stepped into the marble tiled shower and just watched my mom under the water. She had taken off her sunglasses of course and her eyes were a little red from the hangover, but otherwise she seemed to be in total control. I mean, I was a little worried that she had done all the stuff while high and would be mad when she came back down.
“Mom…,” I started to say, but she put her finger to my lips in such a sexy way. I guess whatever was going to happen would happen and we wouldn’t talk about it. My head said it wasn’t right, but my other head said it was okay and he won out.
Mom grabbed the sponge and poured a generous amount of body wash on it. She handed it to me and I understood that I was going to get to rub my hands over her body some more. I started with her neck and used the sponge to soap up her body. The soap cascaded down her curves and soon her entire being was covered it soft, foamy bubbles. I rubbed her back, butt (paying special attention to her ass crack, which I assume she loved because she practically stuck her ass in my face), and her shapely legs. To wash the front of her I stood directly behind her with my cock pressing into her lower back. I massaged her twin tits with soap and teased her nipples until they were hard. Letting my hands wander down her body I washed her bald pussy. Once she was all washed she took the sponge from me and spun me around. It was my turn to be soaped up. Mom mimicked my actions and started washing my back. I jumped a little as her small hands explored my ass crack but it was tingling too. She rested her tits on my back as she tried to reach around and wash my cock and balls. She was having trouble so I turned around to face her. Lowering herself to her knees she soaped along the length of my shaft which was semi-hard again and soaped each ball separately. When she was done she pulled me under the water will her and we took turns watching the soap disappear from our bodies.
All to soon we had showered, but I don’t think that either of us really wanted to leave the hot water or each other. As I stood there awkwardly, mom spun around and leaned up against me. I reached around and cupped her breasts and enjoyed the feeling of her clean, smooth skin against mine. Slowly my cock was beginning to harden with the intimate nature of our actions. I wondered what was to come next.
“We can’t let your sister find out you know. And just for the record, I’m not stoned or anything. A little hungover maybe, but not stoned,” mom said quietly.
“Okay. I…I, well uhm…,” I started to say something, not really knowing what.
“Listen Jay, what happened…well, it was fun, at least I hoped it was fun for you. It really shouldn’t have happened, but it did and I’m glad that it did. It’s just that when your sister is around or we’re just, you know, being us, then I’m still your mom and you have to listen to me. But when we are like this…well, then I’m more of your…I don’t know, just not your mom. Okay?”
“Okay. But either way, I still love you.”
“I love you too.”
With that last sentence mom turned the water off. She pulled me out of the shower but didn’t bother to grab any towels. Instead he pushed me onto her bed. I laid down with my erect cock sticking straight up in the air. Without a word, mom climbed on top of me and straddled my cock. I watched in awe as she lowered her clean, bare pussy to the tip of my dick. Teasing the tip of my dick against her pussy she moistened my shaft. Then she spread her pussy against with one hand while guiding my shaft to her honeypot with the other. It was an amazing scene, something out of a porno or something. Her small body took all seven inches of my cock and mom had a big smile on her face as her ass finally rested on thighs. I wanted to buck into her right away, but she stopped me.
“My turn,” she whispered.
Planting her feet on the bed on either side of my legs she lifted herself off my cock until just the head was inside her before dropping herself down again. The feeling of burying into her hot, tight snatch was wonderful. She began a slow but steady motion of going up and down on my shaft. Her moisture glistened along my length as she fucked me. I laid back and enjoyed watching her cunt lips part and take me each time. It didn’t take long before she had a furious pace of bucking up and down on my dick. I knew I was going to cum soon. I tried to tell her, but she either didn’t hear me or didn’t care. Suddenly the urge to spray my spunk in her was overpowering all of my other senses. I finally arched my hips upward hard just as mom slammed into me again. She screamed out in pleasure as a gush of my hot spunk flooded her love tunnel. Wave after wave of liquid cum erupted from my cock and I felt her pussy contracting, milking me for every last drop. Finally, mom flopped down on top of me with my softening shaft still buried in her pussy. We stayed that way for several minutes, each of us breathing heavily. Finally mom was shivering too much and I was beginning to get really cold as well. We were still damp from the shower and the air conditioning was making us chilly. We tried to crawl under the blackets so that my cock was still inside her, but it didn’t work. We settled for cuddeling up with my dick pressed against her ass crack and me holding her tits. It wasn’t long before the weariness of our love making caught up and we were both asleep.