Hungover Mom

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.