PUNCH DRUNK MOM by Original_Aramis

PUNCH DRUNK MOM by Original_Aramis

Author’s note: this is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person(s) living or dead is purely coincidental. All characters depicted in sexual situations in this story are at least 18 years of age. This work is copyrighted and may not be distributed in any way by any person(s) without the express written consent of the author.

One of the things Jesse always remembered about growing up as an only child was the parties that his parents, Jesse Sr and Laura hosted. They were party masters extraordinaire, and whenever they threw a party the house was always filled with more people than it could hold. His birthday parties were always special because of this, but when they threw a party for any other reason they pulled out all the stops. When his father finally moved up the ranks in his law firm and became a full partner with a substantial raise, they moved into a new house which had a huge back yard complete with a pool. From that point on their summertime parties were always pool parties. Jesse loved these parties because when he was a kid it always amused him to see who would invariably get thrown into the pool, and when he was a teen he enjoyed it because he got to see lots of beautiful women running around in bikinis, one of which was his mom.

His mom was a fox, no doubt about it. She was tall, standing 5’9″ in her bare feet, and was the spitting image of his teenaged sexual crush, Adrienne Barbeau. He had developed his crush on Adrienne Barbeau soon after his 18th birthday when he saw “Escape From New York” for the first time, and to a point he still had a little bit of a crush on her — but not as much as he now had on his mom. When he realized just how much his mom looked like Barbeau, he developed the same kind of crush on her. And the depths of this crush were only deepened when he saw her in a bikini at one of his parent’s famous pool parties. He’d seen her in a bikini before, but now he was looking at her through adult eyes and saw her not as his mom but as a woman.

A very sexy, very hot, and very desirable woman. Not only did his mom look like a young Adrienne Barbeau in the face but in the body as well. The sight of her huge breasts bobbing and swaying inside the cups of the black bikini top she was wearing gave him an instant erection, and he had to run into the house to hide it before his mom or one of the other partygoers saw it.

He never told anyone about his secret crush on his mom, and he doubted that he ever would.

The highlight of the year and the most extravagant party his parents ever threw was always their Christmas party, with New Year’s coming in a close second. Both of his parents absolutely loved Christmas, so they always put their best efforts into their Christmas party. And the party this year was no exception, the party being made even more spectacular by the unseasonably warm weather they were having. This allowed his parents to hire a DJ for the event, with the party mainly taking place in the backyard around the covered pool. The music was loud and joyous, but none of the neighbors complained because they were all at the party themselves as usual.

Jesse had his own party to attend at the house of one of his friends, and when it started to wind down around eleven o’clock or so Jesse knew it was time to go home. He was quite sure that his parent’s party would still be in full swing, and he was right. The street was still full of cars and the house full of guests, and he could hear the music from the DJ going when he got out of his car and walked up to the house. He made his way through the crowd of partygoers to find his parents, finding them out by the pool. Someone had invariably spiked the punch, and if Jesse had to bet on it he would have bet that it was his dad. In any event, his dad was a little tipsy when he spoke to him, but his mom was more than that. She wasn’t stumbling, fumbling drunk or anything like that, but it was apparent that she was well on the way when she talked to him. As soon as she saw him she threw her arms out and called his name.

“Jesse! There’s my baby boy!” she cried, a big smile on her face. She came over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him close and pressing her body up against his as she kissed him on the cheek. He could feel the mounds of her big breasts pressing against him, and he also felt his cock start to respond.

“Hi, Mom,” he said, pulling her arms from around his neck and separating himself from her before she felt the bulge of his hardening cock against her. He didn’t notice his mom’s very quick downward glance in the direction of his crotch as he stepped back just a little.

“How was your party, sweetie?” she asked, her words a little slurred as she smiled at him.

“It was great, Mom, really,” he said, “but not as great as yours, as usual!” he said, looking around.

“Come join us, then!” Laura said, holding both of his hands in hers. “I know you’re not old enough to drink yet, but you can still have fun!” she said, giving him a slightly naughty look. She glanced quickly from side to side before she leaned forward and spoke again. “I hear Mrs. Bellringer has a secret crush on you! Maybe you should go give her a surprise Christmas present!” she said, chuckling.

This made Jesse laugh a little. Mrs. Bellringer was without a doubt the hottest and sexiest of his parent’s female friends, a sandy brown-haired beauty with a killer body and the sexiest, most hypnotic blue eyes he had ever seen. She saw him for the first time when he was working as a stocking clerk in the vegetable department at the local supermarket earlier in the year, and she’d had a secret crush on him ever since — except it wasn’t so secret as just about everyone who knew her knew about it already. He looked around to see if she was out at the pool, but he didn’t see her. She must have been in the house with the rest of the guests. He looked back at his mom standing in front of him, a big smile on her face, her eyes sparkling.

“I think I’m just going to go to my room and go to bed, Mom,” he said, returning her smile.

“You sure, sweetie?” she said, still smiling. She leaned forward and spoke again, her voice low as if she was in some grand conspiracy. “I hear she sucks a mean dick!” she said, giving him an evil grin and then giggling.

“Mom!” Jesse said, both surprised and amused at the same time. “Keep your voice down! Someone will hear you!” he said, looking around quickly to see if any one had heard. Judging by what he saw, no one had.

“Okay, okay!” she said, stepping back and holding her hands up in front of her in surrender. “But if she asks about you I’m gonna send her to your room, so be prepared!” she said, chuckling again.

‘Wow, she’s really hammered!’ he thought to himself. He’d seen her tipsy before but never like this. He found it funny and amusing, and he smiled as he replied.

“Okay, Mom, I’ll be sure to sleep naked just in case!” he said, pretty sure that his mom wouldn’t remember much of the night’s events in the morning, much less this particular conversation.

“Oooo, good to know!” she said, cooing at him and giving him that slightly wicked look again.

“Good night, Mom,” he said, bending over and kissing her on the cheek. She put her hand on the side of his face as she kissed his cheek in return.

“Good night, stud! Sleep tight!” she said, giggling.

Jesse smiled at her and then turned away, walking through the crowd as he made his way to his room. He looked for Mrs. Bellringer as he went but didn’t see her.

‘Just as well, the last thing I need is to get caught by a drunk, jealous husband as his wife is sucking my dick!’ he thought to himself. He finally made his way through the throng of people in the house to his room. He opened the door and went inside, closing the door behind him. He could still hear the party going on but it wasn’t loud enough to keep him from sleeping. Glancing over at the clock he saw that it was nearly midnight, and it suddenly hit him how tired he was. He slipped out of his clothes, images of both his mom and Mrs. Bellringer running through his mind as he did, then got into the bed naked as usual and turned out the light. He lay on his back for a moment trying to imagine what Mrs. Bellringer looked like in a bikini, but since he already knew what his mom looked like in one he found his mind slipping to that pleasant memory instead. When he fell asleep a few minutes later it was with the vision of his mom in a black bikini running through his mind, and when he began to dream he dreamed the same dream he’d had several times before, that of making love to his mother in his own bed.

He didn’t know how long he’d been asleep when he was awakened by someone else getting into his bed with him, the covers being lifted up from his nude body and the mattress moving beneath him as the other person slid onto the bed beside him. He was still lying on his back and lifted his head to look over at the person getting into bed with him, but it was too dark to see who it was.

“What the hell!” he said. “Who the fuck…” he started, but was shushed by a finger against his lips — a feminine finger.

“SSSHHHHHH, you’ll wake your father!” his mom whispered as she slid in next to him, cuddling up to him and pressing her body against his. He was astounded into silence when he realized that she was totally naked. He could feel her huge, bare breasts pressing against his side as she draped her leg over the top of his thighs just below his balls and slid her arm over his chest. He lifted his arm up and out of the way in a move that was more reflex than conscious thought, and she lay her head down on his shoulder. Then she hugged him close, lifting her leg up to nudge his balls with the top of her thigh. He could feel the smooth-shaven mound of her pussy pressing against his hip as she did, and he felt his cock begin to stir.

“Mmmmm, you really did go to bed naked and prepared, didn’t you, sweetie?” she asked, slurring her words slightly, the aroma of too much punch hanging around her in a sweet, pungent cloud. “Are you disappointed that it’s just me and not Mrs. Bellringer?” she asked, teasing his right nipple with her fingers as she spoke.