The Night Mom Got Drunk
The Night Mom Got Drunk
Sex Story Author: | fbailey |
Sex Story Excerpt: | No one was going to miss the scene that she was going to cause. Mom said, “Stan, you bastard. |
Sex Story Category: | Consensual Sex |
Sex Story Tags: | Consensual Sex, Fiction, Incest, Teen Male / Female, Virginity |
Fbailey story number 669
The Night Mom Got Drunk
For most of my life Mom and Dad had taken me to dinner at their favorite bar, Porky’s. No one ever cared that I was just a kid at the time. Then as with most people I got older as time went on. Also with most people Mom and Dad had problems and separated.
The whole thing was over my father dating a girl that I went to school with. I was a freshman and she was a junior. I was thirteen and she was sixteen. Peggy was also fat with big boobs, big belly, and big butt. She did however have a pretty face. She was a virgin when Dad first fucked her.
Anyway Mom and I continued to go to Porky’s to eat and drink. I got Pepsi and Mom got her usual, which consisted of a shot of peppermint schnapps before our meal, a glass or two of red wine with our meal, and a shot of tequila with a tall beer afterwards. When Dad was with us Mom would have one or two more drinks depending on her mood and Dad’s advances. On more than one occasion Mom would get up on the bar and start dancing. Her skirts were always short enough to look up and see her panties. Her top would come off and everyone would get to see her firm breasts in her sexy bras. Before anything else could happen Dad would drag her down, toss her over his shoulder and do the Fireman’s Carry to the car.
After he got her home he would do all sorts of things to her. He would even let me watch. He would give her a shot of whiskey and tell her to dance for us. However, he wouldn’t stop her from undressing all the way. Mom looked fantastic for being thirty-two years old. Her breasts were firm and round with no sign of sag. Her nipples were stiff and her areolas were dark. She shaved her pussy but always left a little tuff of hair on her love mound. Sometimes it was a heart shape, a triangle pointing at her slit, or just a landing strip. Her waist was slim and her ass was perfect.
That is usually when Dad dragged her into the bedroom and closed the door, keeping me from watching. On a few occasions though, he would have her masturbate for us.
Mom would lay down on the rug, open her legs wide, and reach both hands down to her pussy. One hand would hold her pussy lips open and the other hand would poke around in her hole to get her fingers wet before attacking her clit. I do mean attack. She would lift her ass off the floor, scream out, and hump the air as she orgasmed over and over again.
Dad always stopped it there, and took Mom behind closed doors.
Back to my story:
Mom and I were in Porky’s eating, she was half way into her second glass of wine when Dad came in with Peggy on his arm.
World War Three:
Mom shouted out across the whole room.
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