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 rosé, satin cocktail dress, thin and filmy with a short and weightless, slightly pleated skirt and a sheer and sleeveless décolleté 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!
I reached over her and gently prodded her stomach. She did not stir. I climbed over her carefully, by body merely touching her, and calmly patted her cheeks. She was completely unconscious! Reassured by this I got off her and gently and slowly pulled the beaded necklace out of her cunt. Man---she had shoved a foot of it deep in there! The pearls were glistening with cum as I gently placed the necklace in a tangled heap across her tummy. I bent my face closer and studied her exposed cunt with awe. For a mature woman and one that had given birth to three children, her cunt hole was exceptionally small and tiny!
Although she had shoved a handful of pearls in there the small, dripping gash wasn't bigger than that of a teenager---nice and tight! It was the strangest cunt I'd ever seen. It was of the deepest pink, almost red; the two lips were uncharacteristically large and floppy for such a small cunt and her clit was as big as a cherry! It was the fattest and largest clitoris I've ever seen, and here it was, sticking out like a berry, large and swollen, and it belonged to my mother! I couldn't believe what I was looking at! I'd seen my father's pride and joy numerous times, and although it was a lot shorter than mine was, his 5" penis was exceptionally thick and stubby and I wondered how he got that fat sausage into that small cunt. I pushed the thin, see-through and flimsy skirt a little higher up her waist, slipped my hands under her broad rump and lowered my face.
She must have almost worked herself into an orgasm with that pearl necklace for she was still wet and the clitoris was thick and gorged with blood. I gently lapped my tongue repeatedly right over her pink gash, flicking the slightly swollen clit with every upstroke. Oh, I had no idea that mature women could taste this good! It was almost better tasting than virgin cum! It wasn't as sugary sweet and not as thick, but the slightly tangy and acidic taste of the slimy substance was exhilarating beyond belief! I settled down and began to lick and chew her pink gash for earnest, prodding and probing the recess with a relentless tongue. When I started to pull and yank at the large and wobbly clit she suddenly arched her back and started to moan. I lifted my head with horror but noticed that the reaction had been involuntary----she was still unconscious.
I sort of preferred having her react to my touch instead of just lying there and bent down to give her wet cunt another tongue-lashing. Within minutes I had her trashing about and gyrating her hips again. Talk about having a wet dream! I held onto her broad hips and really thrust my face in there. I licked, pulled and nibbled on her lumpy clit and stuck my tongue deep into her hole. She was suddenly extremely wet and I felt how my face was totally soaked. I don't know why, but I suddenly slipped both hands in there and gently began to pry the tight pussy lips open with my fingers.
And low and behold, I was actually able to stretch those huge lips really wide apart, so wide that her round little hole grew into a three-inch gaping chasm! With a groan I thrust my face forward, tore her pussy lips wide open and chewed and jabbed on her swollen clit. By having split her cunt wide open the knobby bone was thrust up and outward and I couldn't help but attack it. Oh, what a cunt! She could definitely take a huge, fat cock! She moaned in her sleep and a torrent of pussy goo came swishing out of her gaping chasm as if floodgates had been opened. I have made her cum, I thought with surprise as I lapped up the sticky goo. A few seconds later her breathing became regular again and her head lolled to the side. I stared at her pink gash. Here was one of the holiest places, my mother's vagina, the place I had originated from, and here I was staring at the silvery cum dripping from it! I felt excited and scared at the same time.
