My Drunk Slut Mother

This is a work of fantasy. None of it is true. Don’t use it for inspiration. Don’t hurt people you love.

For as long as I can remember, my mother, Janice, has been bringing men home. When I was younger I just got used to strange men being at the breakfast table, and then never seeing them again. They were her “friends.” They called me every variation of buddy, guy, pal, sport, champ, etc. Everything but my name. My babysitter always had me asleep by 9PM, so I never heard them come in or what happened after. As I got older I started hearing and seeing things that completely changed how I thought about my mother.

Now that I’m in high school I have a clear understanding of the situation. My mom is a bit of a slut. Well, actually she’s just a slut. Every couple weeks I hear knocks, squeaks, and moans as another guy fucks her in the living room or the room across from mine.

I started sneaking out and watching them. My mom would take off the guy’s pants and kneel in front of him as he sat on the couch, his legs spread wide. There wasn’t a single cock she couldn’t deepthroat, and she loved licking the guy’s balls as he rubbed the shaft on her face. I’ve watched my mom swallow a lot of cum. I couldn’t fathom why she didn’t go to his place, or basically anywhere except the house that she shared with her son. At times, I felt like she was doing it on purpose, knowing it could only make me feel bad that she was a slut.

I would sneak back to my room and jerk off listening to them fuck. I tried to time my orgasm with theirs. My mom’s loud moans became a trigger for me. Hearing her moan, even over a piece of cake, would get me hard instantly.

My mom is super sexy. As I kid I just thought of her body as soft. Now I know what all that cushion is for. She’s of Hispanic and Italian decent, 5’6, 135 lbs. Her skin is light olive with long, wavey dark brown hair. She loves short wearing cocktail dresses with deep scoops that show off her D-cup breasts and wide hips. She likes tall stilettos that accentuate her full, toned, and absolutely smooth legs.

I’m certainly no Adonis. I’m an average skinny teen, but I’ve been drinking more milk and lifting every day at the school gym. I look and feel a lot stronger than I did a year ago. As more girls have shown interest in me, I’ve paid more attention to them. And my mom in particular.

My mom is a drinker. Not so much around the house, but socially. She once took me to an end-of-year party at her office where she got completely shitfaced. We took a taxi there and back. I had to help her into the house and into bed. My hand was wrapped around her torso to keep her upright, and I almost couldn’t help but get a handful of her large breast. As we stumbled down the hall my hands slipped further around her and massaged it.