Drunk Mom and Me – 1 updated

Over a few years, my Mom started having a drinking problem. I was too young when I realized it two years ago, and had no idea what to do I thought it was because my Dad was overbearing and controlling. He paid no attention to me much or my school work. He would only allow her to have female friends that he knew. He worked a lot in sales and basically neglected me and Mom. He also traveled a bit.

One night she had gone to an all girls’ party with her sister. The host called Dad and said she was tipsy and missed her ride home. So we had to go pick her up. Dad was totally pissed at her and made me come along as it was a long drive. He hardly spoke on the way. He had the back seat full of his sales samples so as he went in to get her, I pushed the stuff over for myself to sit back there for the drive home.

When Dad came out, it was with Mom and another woman. He had agreed to drop her off too, so he wouldn’t be tearing into Mom, at least not right away. She wouldn’t have heard him anyway as she was too drunk. He made the other woman sit in the passenger seat and said Mom could move when he dropped her off. With Dad’s help holding her up I sat in the now confined back seat and he dumped Mom onto my lap. She only mumbled incoherently and dozed off with her head on my shoulder.

As we continued, Dad talked absently to the other woman and paid no attention to me and Mom in the back seat. Mom seemed quite heavy on me but I was big for my age and liked her warmth anyway. It was actually a pleasant ride with her atop me and so dark and cozy in the rear seat. As the car jiggled occasionally, I began to be aware of her breast against my arm. It felt heavy and warm and I slowly moved my arm back until one breast was resting on my wrist. Now my cock started to stir as I began to think of Mom totally different than I ever had before. I saw her suddenly as a sexy looking woman with a great shape and big tits.

She continued to breath evenly with no notice of me at all. But I was sure noticing her. She seemed to no longer be my Mom, but a sexy woman. Which at that age, I knew nothing about. My history of sex so far was only whacking off in the mature bra section of the Sears catalog!

In one motion I twisted my hand until I now was holding her right breast! There was no way Dad could see. My cock grew immediately hard and I feared Mom would notice until I checked her deep drunken breathing. Now I really wanted to feel her tit and moved my right hand slowly down to her waist and under her blouse, then upward again until I had her bra encased breast in my whole hand. Mom made no notice of what I was doing. I had seen her drunk before and when Dad was away she often fell deep asleep on the sofa watching TV after a few drinks. I finally slipped my fingers beneath her bra too and pulled it up and her breast was out. I was enthralled now with warm bare flesh in my hand and felt her nipple between my fingers. Her breasts were wonderfully large. Now my cock was hard and pressing into her bottom. I could feel the heat from her pussy. And for many minutes thought she would feel me there too butl she just shifted in her drunken stupor.

We arrived at the other woman’s home and she quickly got out and before I could help Mom into the passenger seat Dad pulled away. Just ignoring both of us. He turned on the radio to a news station and stared straight ahead. It was better than him tearing into Mom.

But I was ecstatic now, loving the feeling of a grown woman’s bare breast in my hand and becoming more adventurous every minute. My cock was raging in my pants and I began to wonder if I could get a feel of Mom’s pussy too? She had on a summer cotton dress that was quite loose so I slowly began pulling at it until I felt the bare skin of her thigh. Then moved my hand around until it was over her pussy, feeling the puffy hair through the cotton panties.

Then I slipped one finger through and began feeling around until I felt her slit. I was now in danger of cuming off in my pants. My finger traced her slit up and down until I found a wet spot and slipped the tip in. I was now finger fucking my own Mom! I knew if Dad looked back he would see my face so flushed but I couldn’t stop if I wanted to. I was happy of the darkness. Mom sort of moaned a little but Dad didn’t hear. Now I began to wonder what I could get away with? I moved my hand down to my own zipper which was about between her legs, and pulled it slowly down. Doing it with stealth even though Dad would never have heard it anyway. Mom felt so hot atop me now and my hormones were raging with lust.

I fiddled with my underwear until my cock came free, right under Mom’s pussy! I almost came from that feeling alone. I was unsure what she might do if I stuck it into her so instead went back to fondling her pussy. Then inserted my finger so slowly into her, pressing it all the way inside. It was so hot in there! What a feeling! I scented a wonderful lusty odor from her pussy and my fingers. I was over excited with lust.

Then I couldn’t help myself and slowly lifted her right leg up a bit, pulled her panties aside and guided my cock to her pussy lips. Held her there with trepidation and fear for a long moment, but I was beyond control now for a young lad. Then slowly pushed it in! Just the tip. Left it there throbbing. I closed my eyes. This was heaven on earth! I pushed a little more until it was well inside her and she moaned aloud. I froze but Dad didn’t hear. Then I began moving under her with the slowest motions I could. My very first fuck was my own Mom! I came in the most intense orgasm I could ever have. She must have felt me jerking in my orgasm. It never had been like this. My cock just pulsed my cum into her! It felt wonderful.

As we neared home I began to go into a state of panic. I zipped up and pulled Mom’s dress down again, trying my best to reinsert her breast back into her bra. Then we were entering our driveway. I knew something would show and knew my face was full of guilt.

Dad just shut off the engine and got out, saying, “Just put her on the sofa, I don’t want to hear snoring all night.” He entered the house as I sat there. I wasn’t sure what to do. I saw his bedroom light go on upstairs for a minute or two, then turn off.

I was in a state of panic because I thought Mom would now wake up and know what had happened. Can a woman who is drunk feel that she’s been fucked? Damn, I thought I was going to get caught in the morning. I opened the car door and started to ease Mom out but she seemed heavier now. I glanced up at the bedroom window and knew that Dad slept like a log. Sexual thoughts returned to my head. I might get caught in the morning, but this was now. I reached around Mom and felt her tits now with both hands, pretending to be trying to help her out of the car, and realizing how great they really were. My friend Jimmy always said she had great tits. I undid her bra and let them free, leaning around her to see them. My cock was rising all over again. Gawd they were beautiful! Not like those little bumps of schoolgirls! Her nipples were purple in the dim light. I decided that I could get Mom into the house and onto the sofa without too much problem. But she’d have to be semi awake to do it. She was breathing softly right then.

But first I had had to fuck her again. I pulled her panties aside, positioned her so I could slide my cock into her easily. Her pussy was so warm and wet. And clasped my cock perfectly. I was filled with lust now as I slid forth and back. Even though my Mom seemed unaware of my actions, she moaned softly as I stroked her, and I could feel her vagina twitching and seem to grab onto my young cock. I was trying to be slow and make it last. I sensed that her pussy was enjoying it too. She moaned in her dreamy state and I wondered what she was imagining? Her breathing was faster. I lifted her right leg and looked down at my cock filing her pussy until I came again in another fabulous orgasm. She seemed to be responding too, and jerked her hips a little, or did I imagine it?

Well I finally got Mom into the house and onto the sofa and used some paper towels to clean her up as best I could. I covered her with a blanket and went to my own room to sleep, anticipating the morning and what might happen. I had fears of being tossed out of the house, or even charged with something. I think I raped my Mom? And even with that scary thought, I still got another erection.

Dad left early for work. Mom awoke later and made coffee. I heard the shower running and went downstairs. Ready to face my fate. Mom finally came down and just smiled as she poured coffee and made me some cereal. Said nothing. We ate breakfast sitting together. Dad called later and said he’d be out of town three days.

It only made me think of Mom drinking on the sofa tonight and falling asleep again. My heart rate went way up.

Part 1. updated

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