I was in a pretty raunchy mood. I had just broken up with my girlfriend and it had been an ugly scene. When I came home I was feeling mad and extremely horny. All I could think of was Lisa's magnificent ass and that tight cunt of hers that would no longer be mine to enjoy. I strolled into the kitchen, popped open a cold beer and sat at the table feeling sorry for myself. The house was quiet. Dad was away on another one of his business trips and it looked like mom was out again with her silly, middle-aged friends.
I labored through four Coors while I sat there thinking things over. I had just gulped down the last swig of beer when I heard keys rattling and the sound of the front door opening. I glanced at my watch. It was past one in the morning. Well, mom was home. What a perfect way to add to an already lousy evening, I thought and bit my lip. Now I would have to listen to her bitching mouth, too! When she was drunk she was mouthy and irritable. She wasn't a drinker, but when she went out with her gaggle of friends she usually came home completely soused. I suppose it was her way of letting off steam although I never knew what worries she had that made her feel the need to drink.
"Jim? You home?" I heard her heels as they echoed across the hall. "Jim?" I crept to the doorway and watched her stumble up the stairs. Oh, it must have been quite an evening for she was all dolled-up in an expensive-looking cocktail dress and ultra spiked heels. I frowned as I watched her move up the stairs. The dress was short and breathy, practically see-through, and I grinned with masculine approval as I watched her round buttocks sway from side to side. I could actually see the outlines of a thin bikini brief and it surprised me that she'd be wearing something so revealing and provocative.
"Jim?" she called out as she made her way along the top floor. A short belch followed. I gave a short grunt of acknowledgment and silently cursed her. I stared at the ceiling and shook my head. She was making a hell of a racket as she bumped into the furniture, her heels sounding like marbles rolling on a tin roof. She was stomping through her room like a rhino! I shook my head. She was obviously piss drunk again! I sighed and slowly finished my beer. Twenty minutes went by and then the house was quiet.
I went upstairs later and popped my head into her room to see whether or not see was all right. I jumped back with surprise at the unexpected view. She was lying on her back still dressed, legs spread wide-open, one arm draped across her naked crotch. One leg was up; bent at the knee and the ultra high heel of the pump was digging a hole in the mattress. The other leg lay out-stretched, the foot dangling lazily over the edge of the bed. The sight of her slim calves and those high heels was really quite a turn-on. The hem of her thin dress was up around her tummy and the discarded silk panty lay on the floor. She had unraveled the multiple loops of her pearl necklace and it lay across her tummy---and half of it was stuck deep inside her cunt! She had been jerking herself off with it! I got an immediate boner as I saw the how the long necklace snaked down and over her full breasts, sloped across her tummy with the end of it buried deep inside her! Talk about kinky! She must have worked herself into a lather and then passed out!
I leaned against the door and studied her profile. She was wearing a dark rosรฉ, satin cocktail dress, thin and filmy with a short and weightless, slightly pleated skirt and a sheer and sleeveless dรฉcolletรฉ top that ended just around her throat in a choker. The thin dress had padded cups that added to the roundness of her already full breasts. Her legs were bare and one her feet she had on similar colored four-inch stiletto pumps. Jewelry consisted of that long, multiple-looped pearl necklace, matching bracelet and studded earrings. It was quite a sight.
My mother is a fairly good-looking woman. I know she's my mother, but on a scale of one to ten I would easily admit that she was an eight! She was 43 years old, about five-foot-seven and had miraculously regained her near-perfect slim figure. She had one real exciting feature that one noticed immediately----a fully rounded 38EE bust! On her slim and angular frame they were quite astonishing, large and heavy boobs that jutted out like volcanoes. She had light skin, green eyes and a large and sensual mouth. She had short, reddish brown hair, more red than brown, neatly trimmed masculine-style in the back yet thick and bushy in the front. She wasn't a lovely woman for she had rather stern and angular facial features and she was not wont to smile a lot. I suppose her charm was in her body and the way she presented herself.
She was out cold. I stared at her heavy breasts straining through that filmy top and suddenly wondered if I should or not have a go at it. After all---she was completely out of it; I was horny and here was a nice, moist gash just for the taking! I felt the blood rush through my veins as I fastened my eyes on her swollen pussy lips. Shit----this was my mother I was thinking about! But my cock was throbbing! What the hell, I thought and slowly peeled myself out of my clothes until I was stark naked. She would never know!
I climbed slowly onto the bed; my eyes on those two huge tits sticking upwards like mountains through that layer of thin material. And then I lowered my gaze and stared at her exposed vagina. I had never seen my mother naked before and I felt suddenly conscious of the fact that I was inches from her naked cunt. I'd seen her in a bathing suit or had caught a glimpse of her in a bra as I passed her room and knew that she had a neat body and tits to die for. I'd never thought about it much until I grew older. In my early teens I had started to masturbate while I thought about my face between those huge tits. The practice had stopped as soon as dated girls and my sexual needs were met. But tonight was different. I was extremely horny and I knew that mom wouldn't come out of her drunken stupor until the next morning. It was a chance in a lifetime. To fuck a knockout babe of this caliber, even if it was your own mother, was a dream come true!