Sleep Loving

Sleep Loving

An experience shared by James:

I was only boy when my parents got a divorce. After years of fighting with lots of drinking and Dad beating Mom up they finally divorced. I was heartbroken, angry, mad, hurt, all of it, but too young to understand. My piece-of-shit father abandoned Mom with six kids and no means of support. I lost both parents in one week, Dad split and Mom started house cleaning seven days a week to feed us and keep a roof over our heads.

Mom was so lost that her drinking was her means of escape from the world. It started on the weekends when she would binge drink until she passed out cold. But she would always work. In my eyes this woman is a saint because she raised six kids and sometimes her older sister’s kids lived with us. We always had good meals and lots of love, but when she was drinking I hated her because she would change. Either she would be mad or all hugs and kisses. At 10 years old I didn’t want either. She always told me, “You’re the spitting image of your father.” So, when she was drunk she would seek me out and hang all over me. The smell of the scotch on her breath was sickening to me.

When I turned 18, I noticed that some nights Mom would pass out cold and nothing would wake her. At times I could see her bra or panties. Mom was just Mom until I started seeing more of her body. At that age I needed to see more of a girl’s body. It started one night about 1:00 in the morning. I woke to use the toilet and went to the kids’ bathroom – not the master bath. While I was pissing I heard someone snoring in the bathtub with the curtain closed. I slowly pulled back the curtain and there was Mom passed out in a tub full of water totally nude! At first I didn’t know she was sleeping and felt as if I did something wrong. I quickly left the bathroom. Then I realized Mom was passed out again. So, scared as hell I might get caught, I went back into the bathroom for another look. GOD! Even after six kids, Mom was still hot as hell. I was able to see for the first time her 34C breasts with her silver dollar sized areolas and half inch long nipples.

I was shaking either from fear or excitement (maybe both). As I looked down, I could see her pussy hair but there wasn’t much. I discovered later that Mom shaved her pussy hair close. I guess from having six kids she wanted to keep the work zone free from clutter. I wanted to feel her tits, so I slowly moved my hand to her left tit. When I touched her nipple I thought I would die, so soft so different from everything. I never wanted this moment to end so I ran for my Kodak camera. I took pictures of Mom’s whole body, then close ups of her tits and pussy hair, 24 pictures to be exact. I was going to remember this day forever with the help of my camera. Now this was the seventies, so I had to mail the roll of film to be developed. When it came back I couldn’t believe how well they came out. I jerked off to those pictures hundreds of times, but over time they lost their zing and I needed something new.

As the months passed, I got bolder in my night moves. Nothing would wake Mom, so I started to unbutton her clothes for better access to see what was underneath. But it wasn’t enough just to look, I wanted to touch her beautiful body too. But I needed to be sure no one would catch me. Late one night after mom passed out, I tried to wake her to get her to go to her bedroom. What a job, I just about had to carry her up the stairs at two in the morning without waking my brothers and sisters up. I was 18 and Mom was a full-grown woman, but hormones gave me the strength of ten men. After I got her to her bedroom, she had hardly realized anything was going on, so I put her on the bed and went to my room till I heard Mom snoring away. I crept back to her room, turned off the lights, and locked the door so no one could get in. I was shaking so much I thought that if I touched Mom she would wake up because of the shaking. With the lights out it was so dark I couldn’t see anything. I moved to the bed and slowly reached out to get my bearings. The first thing I touched wasn’t the bed, but Mom. I think because this didn’t feel familiar to me, slowly I felt around and couldn’t believe it. My hand was on Mom’s pussy…what I was feeling was the short hair on her pussy.

I knew nothing would wake Mom, so I slowly took off her clothes, always listening for her breathing to change to see if she was waking up. In minutes I had Mom nude before me, but it was so dark I couldn’t enjoy her beautiful body with my eyes. Like a blind man, I had to use my other senses: smell, taste, feel. I started touching her tits and nipples. My dick was rock hard to the point that I thought it would explode. Then I slowly bent down and took one of her nipples in my mouth and sucked gently as it grew hard and long in my mouth. I couldn’t believe what I was doing! Feeling up my mother in the middle of the night with her passed out cold. But the hormones where on autopilot and I was loving this. I moved my hand down to her pussy and just rested it there on her mound to see if she would move or wake up…NOTHING.

After an hour of feeling Mom’s body all over, I thought it was time to go, but then I got an idea. I was so fucking horny I took my hard dick and put it in Mom’s hand and wrapped her fingers around my dick. I slowly moved her hand up and down my dick for a few minutes and I was ready to cum. I took her hand away and put the tip of my dick right up by mom’s lips and started to cum. I rubbed the tip of my dick all over mom’s lips and even tried to push my dick into her mouth a little, but I was too scared. With that I went to bed and never stopped thinking about Mom for the next 20 years.

Mom became my obsession. The second time, I was brave enough to stick my fingers into her pussy and then taste them. I learned that the only time Mom would move at all was when I touched her clit and she started to moan. Shit, I thought she woke up, but she was only getting turned on in her sleep. So I could do anything I wanted and she never moved until I touched her clit.

One night I found mom sleeping on the living room couch at 1:00 am, snoring away, so I knew she was drunk. She was wearing her bathrobe and a towel around her head. She’d had shower before passing out. I called to her and shook her shoulder to see if she would wake up, but Mom just kept on snoring. I slowly opened her robe to find she was not wearing anything underneath. As I was looking at her nude body, I noticed that she had her left leg straight out and her right leg bent at the knee exposing her beautiful pussy to me. I bent down and took a smell and touched my tongue to her pussy lips. The way she was lying, I could fit between her legs so I could lick her pussy for the first time. I move up till my chest was on the couch with her legs on my sides. I used my tongue to lick her lips and moisten them, as I was doing this her lips started to get bigger as I licked them. I pushed my tongue into her parted pussy lips and had my first real taste of Mom’s pussy. She tasted like heaven. As I licked her I kept touching her clit and she would moan and move her hips. I thought she would wake up and I guess she was dreaming, so I kept licking her pussy and clit. All of the sudden she locked on to my head with her legs and let out a deep moan and started bucking her hips up and down really fast, and all at once my face was bathed with fluid. I was in a panic I had no idea what was happening until later I realized that Mom had an orgasm.

One night I decided I was going to fuck Mom, but how? Then I thought if I could just roll her on her side and got real close from behind her I may be able to slide my dick into her. At this point I’d licked her pussy, sucked her tits, finger fucked her with three fingers and taken over two hundred pictures of it all. So tonight was the night. I rolled Mom onto her side and so slowly moved up behind her till my hips were touching her ass. Pre-cum was drizzling out of my dick and my mouth was so dry I could spit sand. All I had to do now was move up just a little bit and I could put my 6-inch dick into my mom’s pussy. I moved so slowly, but finally I felt her pussy with the tip of my dick. What a rush. I inched up until the head of my dick was between Mom’s pussy lips. Oh God, what a feeling! I pumped into Mom and pulled out. In, out, then in, out, and that was it. I could have been a minute man…or less.

The warm wet feeling, along with the mental part of raping Mom, was too much and I shot my load into Mom’s pussy. But I never saw it as rape because this was the woman I loved more than anyone else.

It had gotten to the point that whenever Mom drank, no matter where she passed out, I would expose her pussy and lick her till my tongue hurt and then fuck her. In time, I was fucking her so hard and fast I couldn’t believe she slept right through it. And didn’t she ever wonder where all that dried up cum came from the next morning? Or did she think it was just her own discharge? I finally got up the nerve to make her cum with me. While I was fucking her I would reach down and rub her clit till it was hard and swollen. Mom would start moaning really loud and bucking her hips like mad, sometimes she even wrapped her legs around me and called me by my father’s name and I would be pounding into her like a jack hammer. She would bite my neck and a flood of cum would shoot out of her pussy. Even after six kids her pussy was so fucking tight I couldn’t believe it. The first time I fucked Mom, I was 18 and she was 39.

If I had friends over on a weekend, I would sneak into where she was passed out and open her clothing so her tits and pussy showed and then I would ask a friend to go grab something from the other room knowing I had my Mom’s tits and pussy showing. My friends never said anything, but I know they saw her. I would also tell them don’t worry if she’s sleeping, nothing will wake her up, thinking that maybe they would cop a feel, but I never knew if they did.

I did all I could to keep Mom drinking once she started, and she could never have one or two – she always drank till she passed out; a true binge drinker. For me there’s nothing more exciting than being able to touch a woman and fuck her when she’s passed out.

This is my real life experiences with my Mom.

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