First Time with Mom

Note : This story is completely fictional!

packer@operamail.com

I've always thought my mom was sexy. I'm a 35 year old male and I still get a raging hardon when I think of my mother and the many times I’ve fucked her. She's only 18 years older than I am, so even at 51, she's got a body that still causes her own son to look twice and sigh when I think about the times I've been between those legs. But the best and most erotic part is that she doesn't know it's ever happened! My mom was raised a very strict Catholic girl so there was NO WAY she would fuck her own son willingly. If she ever found out that she had sex with me, well, I really think she'd be under "treatment" now.
Let me start from the beginning... I was boy when it started. My mom and dad were 30 and 31 years old at the time, and worked at the local meat factory.
Dad worked the swing shift and was gone from 4pm to midnight, while my mom worked days, and would be home by 5pm. She worked on the line so she'd really be tired when she got home. So I'd try and help her by making dinner, or just getting the house cleaned up.

Her and my dad got along great, but I guess she started getting bored or lonely with him gone every night. She's definitely not the type to go a nightclub alone or even with her girlfriends without my dad’s permission. And with me there to take care of, well she probably felt she should just stay home. That's when it all started. She started having a drink when she got home from work.. just to relax I’m sure she believed. Then it became 2 drinks each night… etc…

I suppose they were supposed to relax her. First it was a beer, and then the beer progressed to Tequila. She'd have a couple of shots and sometimes knock out on the couch watching TV. Mom really didn’t drink much, so a couple of shots were a lot for her to handle. I'd try and wake her before dad came home and would occasionally catch a flash of thigh, or some deep cleavage. I knew this wasn't right, but I'd get so damm horny just watching her sleep. Sometimes I'd take the blanket off her and just stare while rubbing my growing cock just inches from her face. I'd get so hot and bothered I'd have to run to the bathroom to jack off. Mom did have a great body after all. Just a stroke or two was all that it would take for me to have an orgasm that would make me light headed! This was when my plan started to form. I knew I wanted more than just jacking off while watching my mom. I had to fuck her! I just had to! I needed to get back into the pussy I came out of 18 years before!
My plan was simple. Just start making her drinks stronger. I even thought of approaching some of the druggies in the neighborhood for some pills. But no, that scared me. What if I overdosed her? Nope, alcohol would work just fine.
It took a few days, but by the third or fourth day, mom's shots became mixed drinks, and then with very little “mix”. They were almost straight tequila! A couple of hours later, she’d be out!
I couldn't tell HOW out she was, so I never touched her outright at first. I'd brush my hand against a tit while adjusting the blanket, or lift her leg for a view under her dress while taking her shoes off. I'd do it kind of roughly just to see if she was with-it at all. I'll never forget the first time... It was a Friday night around 9:00pm. Mom gave me no reaction! My heart was beating 1000 miles an hour! I shook her shoulders, yelled her name, I even rolled and dropped her off the couch to the floor! Nothing! She was all fucking mine!
I rolled her on her back and reached down to take off her shoes and gently massaged her ankles. I've never touched my mom like this before! My dick was so fucking hard! With both hands I ran them up and down her calves and then up to her knees a few times. Still out! Awesome! That's when I said, fuck it. I lifted her skirt up to her chest. Mom always wore those full cut white panties. I guess they were the style back then. I could see this big puffy area of black hair covering my goal. I very lightly stroked her there with the back of my fingers. It felt like it was all hair! My heart was pounding even louder now! That's when I knew I had to see it! And maybe even taste it!
I bent down and put my nose to her crotch and inhaled long and slow.
Ah.. it was nice. I shook her again just to be sure. Then I reached up and slowly started to pull her panties down. She suddenly began to cough and groan. She was starting to wake up! Shit!! Panic sliced right through me!
She was laying on her back with her skirt up to her chin. She very slowly sat up which gratefully caused her skirt to fall down into place. Did she feel what I had done? What woke her? Mom just sat there trying to get her bearings, and finally was able to focus on me. I saw that her eyes were really bloodshot and she was slightly swaying. Yup, she was drunk, but not out. Damm. I quickly came to her side and said. "It's time to go to bed. Let me help you." I could see she was trying to focus on who was talking to her. Suddenly she said with a crooked smile, "Ok Hon, lets go to bed." Hon? Did she think I was Dad? Cool! More ideas flooded to my brain. All of them had to be forgotten because dad would be home within the hour. So I put my arms out for mom and she lunged forward, lost her balance and fell into my arms. I had to reach down to stop from falling over and found a nice soft handful of butt check. Ah.. so nice… so soft… Mom let out a soft drunken chuckle and with my help continued to stumble towards her bedroom.

I was so panic stricken and horny at the same time! I had less than an hour… what should I do.... I kept the hall light off and the same when we made it to mom’s bedroom. Did mom really think I was dad? We’re “kind of” the same height and build.. Suddenly mom just fell facedown onto the bed and answered all my questions when she slurringly said, “Hon, get me undressed and under the covers”. FUCKEN ALL RIGHT!!!! Was all I could think of. And then she started snoring. I went for it.. not REAL rough, but I knew I had a job to do before dad got home. I unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt.. and started to wiggle it out from under her.. Oh hell with it I thought, I might as well pull her panties off at the same time. After a few good tugs the skirt was off and her glorious butt was staring me in the face. I figured it was now or never… I grabbed one butt cheek in each hand and just massaged and rolled them around. I felt like I was gonna cum just by doing this! Then I spread thems apart and saw it. My own mother’s asshole! It was beautiful! A round, wrinkled, pinkish brown ring. What would mom think if she knew her good little boy was looking at her most private area!? The room was dark… mom was drunk and passed out… her rear end was there for the taking… I said fuck it! If I get caught somehow, it’ll be worth having this memory.
I reached under mom stomach and lifted her enough to prop a pillow, which lifted her ass up, at a perfect angle. I didn’t have time for foreplay… so I took off my pants and hauled my dick out. It knew where it wanted to be! But first I put some saliva on my fingers and smeared it onto mom’s pussy. Oh man! Just touching her there almost made me shoot! But once it was slick, I aimed my cock to the right spot and slowly slid in. Oh my god! It was a warm and slippery feeling. I’d seen a few porno movies, so it was not a problem to know that a “back and forth” motion was next! Oh hell, I started pumping in and out so fast.. I knew I wouldn’t last long at all! 10 strokes or so later and I felt it coming! I came like I had never before in my life. Spasm after spasm hit me… I knew I was flooding moms cunt. I did it! I was actually fucking my own mother!
I just stood there with my dick in mom’s cunt trying to catch my breath.
Whew.. Then I realized… DAD! What time was it? Mom’s nightstand clock said he should be home now! Plop! I pulled out of mom… I grabbed my underwear and wiped her pussy with it. Then I pulled back her covers and rolled mom under them. The bedroom suddenly lit up with dad’s headlights pulling into the driveway. I was tired but still very nervous. What if she realizes what happened? What if she confronts me?
All I could do was hope she doesn't remember, but I’ll take what happens. Mom sure was worth the risk. I bent down and gave mom one long kiss with a lot of tongue, and ran off to bed. Dad would be coming up the stairs soon.
I was just starting to relax when I heard dad's keys in the front door, so after he came upstairs I tiptoed to the hall where I could peek into their bedroom without being seen. Dad was next to mom shaking her trying to wake her up. "Babe, are you drunk again? Wake up!" he was saying. No response of course. It looked like dad was ready to give up when he stopped and put his had on mom's hip. He then slowly started to rub her hip and thigh.
Was dad really going to do what I think he's going to do? I was getting a
hard-on again! Dad then lifted the blanket off mom and dropped it on the floor. I heard him mutter something about mom getting her skirt off, but not the blouse.. He quickly unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked her bra. And there they were, my mothers breasts. Even laying down they seemed to point to the ceiling and not hang to each side! I never did get to play with those today. But soon… real soon… He started squeezing her tits, and with the other hand he stuck his fingers into mom's freshly fucked pussy.
I could see 2 fingers being pushed in and out of my mother.
Back and forth they went, in and out, in and out. I guess dad must have been a little rough, cause mom started moaning and soon started to wake up.
It took her awhile to focus and realize what was going on, but when she did, she just smiled at dad, and said something about a dream. He helped her get up, they kissed and both finished getting undressed. Dad stopped and started to walk towards the bedroom door to close it. Shit, I was going to get caught! But he stopped short and reached out with his leg to kick the door closed. Whew.. I stood there and for the next 15 minutes I stroked my dick listening to the bed creak and moms grunts and groans! She sure sounded like she was enjoying herself! After that, I knew I was safe from being caught. Little did mommy know but she would have the cum of both her men in her this night!
Mom continued to do some heavy drinking for the next couple of years, and I averaged "enjoying her" 1 or 2 times a week. Eventually dad switched shifts and came to work days. Mom must have then started feeling better because she didn't hit the bottle as much as she used to.
I'll write about those times if requested. Now when mom and dad come over to visit I catch myself daydreaming about mom and those times. Yeah, she's looking a little older, and has added a few pounds, but I still get a hard-on looking at her and remembering what her body felt like. Maybe I can talk mom into visiting for a few days and offer her a drink or two... Just for old time's sake.