Do It
"Show time. Mom's coming up the walk," Deb told her brother.
"How does she look?" Jeff asked.
"Drunk. She's staggering. Oh shit! She fell."
Deb and Jeff went out the front door and helped their mother to her feet, then walked her inside. It was something they had done many times recently. Her drinking had become an every weekend occurrence.
Once inside, they backed her up to the couch and let her plop limply onto it. Her little black fuck me dress rode up high onto her thighs.
"How was your evening?" Deb asked.
"Just like always," she slurred. "I get dolled up, go to the bar, drink too fucking much, and come home hornier than when I left. Help me get these damn shoes off."
She raised her foot awkwardly and fell over sideways on the couch, with her dress no longer covering her obviously damp black panties. Her son stood staring then glanced at his sister before removing his mother's shoes. His eyes were fixed on his mother's crotch and his cock responded quickly.
"Fix me a drink," their mother slurred.
"Coke, milk, or water?" Deb asked.
"There's vodka in the cabinet," her mother replied.
"You drank it before you went out," her son told her.
"All of it?" mom asked.
"All of it. How about some water?" Deb asked her.
"I don't want any fucking water. I need alcohol and dick."
"We don't have any alcohol and the only dick here is Jeff's. Will that do?" Deb asked jokingly.
Beth chuckled. "Fuck my life. The only dick around belongs to my son."
"A dick is a dick, mom," Deb told her.
"Right," she mumbled.
"Show her," Deb told her brother.
"You're nuts," he replied.
"Show her those too," Deb said grinning.
"Chicken shit," his mother said, looking up at him and grinning.
Deb laughed. "Yeah, chicken shit."
"Show me. I've seen it before," his mother said.
"That was a long time ago," Jeff replied.
"It was so cute. Tiny, but cute as hell," his mother laughed. "Even hard it was only about this big," she said holding her finger and thumb about an inch apart.
"It's grown since then," Jeff advised her.
"Then show me," his mother insisted. "At least I can SEE a dick tonight."
Jeff stood there dumbfounded, with his hard cock straining against his gym shorts.
"Do it!" Deb told him.
"Yeah, do it, chicken shit," his mother prodded, then yanked down his gym shorts.
Her son's hard cock and balls were now fully displayed to his mother and sister.
"Impressive," his sister said.
Their mother stared, open mouthed, at his large cock, but said nothing.
"Happy now?" he asked.
"Help me sit up," Beth said, reaching out to her daughter.
Deb took her hand and pulled her up to a sitting position. She continued staring at her son's large young cock.
"You have grown," his mother remarked, still wide eyed.
"Can I put it away now?" Jeff asked.
"In a minute. Let me get a good look first," his mother slurred.
She reached up and touched the underside of the shaft with two fingers. When precum appeared, she licked her lips and swallowed hard but continued staring with her mouth agape.
"Do it, mom," Deb urged.
"I, I, I...," their mother began.
Deb put her hand on the back of her mother's head and gently pushed her forward, but not far enough to cause contact. Beth moved forward on her own and took the head into her mouth. She closed her eyes and put her hands on his hips pulling him to her, causing his cock to go farther into her mouth. Beth moaned.
"Oh, fuck," Jeff groaned at the sensation.
He could feel his mother's wet tongue moving over the head as she moved him in and out of her mouth.
Deb watched in amazement as her mother sucked her brother's big cock and felt herself getting wet. She never expected her mother to do this.
Even as drunk as she was, Beth was giving her son a well-practiced blowjob and was obviously enjoying it. She moved one hand from his hip to his balls and gently stroked them as she sucked.
Jeff was fighting the urge to cum and in about two minutes exploded with a loud groan into his mother's mouth. She sucked every drop from him and swallowed it before finally pulling off.
"Fuck me," she told him, lying back onto the couch and putting one leg over the back.
Still hard, her son stood there.
"Do it," his sister urged.
"Please, fuck me," his mother begged pulling the gusset of her panties aside.
Jeff kicked off his shorts and moved between her outstretched legs. His mother grabbed his cock pulling him to her pussy. With a single push he slid fully inside.
"Oh my god," his sister said softly.
"Yes! Yes! Fuck me," she said as she began to buck. His mother grunted with his every thrust. "Harder. Harder. Uh, uh, uhhhh," she groaned as she quickly came and wrapped her legs around her son to pull him in deeper.
Jeff grunted and emptied himself into his mother's spasming pussy. After about thirty seconds his mother stopped moving.
Deb laughed. "She's passed out."
Jeff got off the couch and quickly put his shorts back on.
"What have I done?" he asked worriedly.
"You gave her what she wanted."
"She's my mother."
"She's my mother too. And right now, she looks happier than I've seen her in a long time."
"Deb, I came in her. What if she gets pregnant?"
"She had her tubes tied right after you were born. That's not a concern. You don't have any diseases do you?" Deb asked.
"Not unless you can get them from jerking off."
"Jesus, mom got your cherry?" Jeff didn't reply. "Holy fuck! With a cock like that, I'm amazed. If I'd known you were this big, I would've fucked you."
"Right," Jeff replied.
"I'm serious."
"Mom will probably chop the damn thing off when she wakes up," he said.
"I doubt she'll even know who fucked her. She usually doesn't remember how she got home."
"Keep your mouth shut about this. I'd rather she didn't remember," Jeff told her.
"I will. I do wish I would've thought to video it. That was hot," Deb said.
"Should we put her in bed?" Jeff asked.
"No. I'll grab a blanket. Let her sleep on the couch."
Deb grabbed the blanket from the foot of her mother's bed and draped it over her. They locked the front door and turned off the lights then went to their separate rooms. Deb rubbed one off thinking about what she'd seen before falling asleep.
*****
Beth woke up on the couch, which wasn't an unusual event for her after her Friday and Saturday night outings. When she stood, she felt the cum run down her leg.
"Oh shit!" she uttered in near panic. "Who did I fuck?"
She put her hand in the pocket of her dress pulling out the unused condom she carried. She quickly went to her bathroom and got in the shower. Using the handheld sprayer, she rinsed her vagina as well as she could before washing the rest of her body. Once finished and dry she called Emily, the friend she had gone out with the night before.
"What?" Emily groaned into the phone.
"Who did I bring home last night?" Beth asked.
"Nobody. I dropped you off. Why?"
"I fucked someone, but I don't remember who."
"Not while we were together. Did you call somebody?"
"No calls on my phone. Was I talking to anyone at the bar?"
"The bar was dead. What do you remember about him?"
"He had a huge dick. I sucked him and fucked him here on my couch," Beth said.
"With the kids home?"
"I don't know. Oh, god. What a fucking mess."
"Maybe the kids saw who it was," Emily reassured her. "What's the difference?"
"He came in me without a rubber."
"Better get a checkup then."
"Fuck. If you think of who it might have been, call me," Beth requested.
"I will. Wanna go out tonight?" Emily asked.
"Oh, hell no. I may never go out again. Bye," Beth said ending the call.
Beth wasn't worried about pregnancy. Her concern was that she might have contracted a sexually transmitted infection. It had happened to her in high school when her cheating boyfriend had given her gonorrhea. She had been careful after that and always had a condom handy, even though she rarely had sex. It had been over a year, and her changing hormones were making her crazy.
Beth made coffee and sat at the kitchen table trying to figure out who it might have been but came up blank. She checked her phone again for calls, texts, and photos but came up with absolutely nothing.
She concentrated on what she remembered of the incident. Big cock, sucking, being fucked on the couch, then nothing.
"Good morning," Deb said walking into the kitchen for coffee.
"Well, it is morning," her mother replied. "Did I bring someone home last night?"
"No clue. I was in bed by the time you got home," Deb replied anxiously. "Why?"
"I had unprotected sex last night, but for the life of me, I have no idea who with." Deb breathed a sigh of relief. "I've got to go to urgent care today to get tested. This is a fucking mess."
"Mom, it's pretty unlikely you caught anything," her daughter reassured her.
"Unlikely or not, I need to be tested."
"What do you remember about the guy?"
"He was...never mind," Beth said.
"Was what?"
"Big. He was big down there."
"Okay. Who do you know that's big?"
"Nobody that big."
"Tall, short? Black, white? Skinny, fat?" Deb asked.
"Muscular and white. Average height, I think," her mother admitted.
"Hair color?"
"I wasn't looking at his hair. He was circumcised and big."
"Just curious. How big?" Deb asked.
"Big, big. I'm not going into details. This is a fucking nightmare."
Deb could tell that her mother was really stressed about this and felt bad about lying to her. She would need to talk to her brother to make sure they had their stories straight.
Deb poured herself another cup of coffee and went to her brother's room. He was still asleep. She sat on the side of the bed and shook him gently.
"Jeff, wake up. We need to talk."
"Wha...?"
"Wake up," she said, shaking him more forcefully.
"I'm awake."
"Mom knows she had sex last night. She can't remember with who."
