Alcoholic submissive mother is a predator
My mother was a very kind and sweet sexy woman, and an alcoholic.
She had a very strict upbringing and it seemed like the only way she could let loose was to get drunk. Whenever she is drunk she is a very horny desperate slut.
She often had male visitors that fucked her, and I frequently found her passed out in her bed or on the couch, half naked, with cum on her face and thighs. It disgusted me, but as I got older also aroused me.
I was angry at her, but I also felt sorry for her because I new she struggled with the conflicts of being a mother and good girl, and a very a horny drunk.
When she started to show interest for me sexually I didn’t know how to handle it.
I had borrowed some porn magazines from a friend (this was in the 70’s). Believing my mother was sleeping off one of her drinking episodes, I was in my room reading and masturbating when I saw her reflection in the window. She was standing in the doorway watching me and masturbating along with me. I froze for a second, but I didn’t want to embarrass her by leting her know I had spotted her, so I continued until I came. When I came down from my orgasm she was gone.
After that episode I kind of stopped caring where my cum was going when I masturbated. When she was doing the laundry she must have noticed my cum on towels, linen and in my socks. But she never mentioned it. And I found out why one day I came home from school early. The door to my room was open, and she was kneeling on the floor masturbating with her head resting on my bed. She was licking my cum sock.
I quietly watched her for a while and withdrew with a conflicting boner. I went to a friend that was home alone for some days. His parents had a super 8 viewer with porn movies, and a lot of vodka. We watched and drank and I got horny. When I left his apartment I couldn’t help but feeling my heritage. Drunk and horny.
When I arrived home I found my mother sitting in the living room in a see through night gown. She was drunk. Come sit with me she said when she noticed me. I don’t know if I have this feromon receiver that other animals have, but I instantly understood that she was horny. And being drunk and horny my self I sat down beside her and started to fondle her breasts. She sighed and closed her eyes. You should do this to girls closer to your own age she slurred as she grabbed my crotch and felt my hardon through my jeans. She was more concerned about my age than the incest.
This was something I didn’t want, but was horny enough to become involved in. Her eagerness to touch my cock surprised me a little, but it made me realize what a slut she was. I knew that she would do anything I asked for, and I told her to suck me. And without a word she just zipped me down and grabbed my boner. I came in her mouth and on her face
After that she often came in to my room at night. She sucked me and climbed on top of me fucking her self on my cock, and still pretended to be a regular mother the next morning. I must admit that I took advantage of her sub personality and told her to suck me off a lot of times. But my teenage hormones aside I always wanted her to be just my mother.
As times goes by (she died a long time ago) I look at her with a curious mix of anger, lust and love. Her submissive sensuality giving me blow jobs still turn me on. But the memory of the smell of her drunken hornyness turn me off. Whether I want to or not she still have a significant impact on my sex life.
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