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Copyright (C) 1999, mkarl. ALL Rights Reserved
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Original posting date:
Sunday PM, August 08, 1999
A Resident Author story from MrDouble's archive,
Filename: ohohmom.txt
http://www.mrdouble.com
"OH-OH MOMMY: You Shouldn't Get So Drunk"
By mkarl
When I look back at everything, it still amazes me that we never got
busted. I mean given the end results, she had to have her suspicions. Hell
maybe she knew but just had nothing to do about it. I mean it was all water
under the bridge, right?
I guess I should clarify. The name is Michael. I don't think you know me.
I grew up like most every normal bed-blooded all-American kid next door. I was
an only child for the longest time. I guess dad had been in some sort of
accident that left him shooting blanks.
Mom was not about to get me a sibling any other way either. She was of
strong church stock. Devoted to dad and God, not necessarily in that order. It
was almost a shame in a way because mom was one of the finest pieces of ass
that God ever put down here as men's eye candy. Everyone told me; especially
Jimmy.
Jimmy was my cousin; senior by a couple or years. He lived just down the
block and boy did we get into some shit. He was the first one to get me into
girls. Fuck, we spent so many nights creeping back alleys and peeking in on
chicks. Saw a few eyefuls too. Jimmy had a bone for my mom. his aunt. I admit
it kind of freaked me the first couple times we checked her out but you know
what.
It was pretty wickedly hot to watch mom strip for bed. I mean, when mom
was off to church on Sundays in those prim and proper dresses, or sweetly
helping me with school work or just generally going about the day-to-day
business of motherhood, she never really did it for me but peeking in through
her open bedroom window and stroking while she peeled.
It put ideas into a kids head. I guess nothing ever would have come about
it. I mean, yeah. I could think. You know about stuff and. It made me get
excited, but mom. While, I knew she was just such a good girl and everything.
Jimmy and would talk about her but it was never going to happen.
If Mom ever caught on to what I was into, she never let on. She just
seamed like the angel going about her saint hood. I kept my eye on her but by
the time of the summer of my thirteenth year, I was thinking that I should
start trying for one of the little cunts at school because mom was bulletproof.
Then it happened.
It started innocent enough as the pieces fell into place. Gerald's folks
had took off to Vegas for the weekend so he was sleeping over. To make it
interesting we had invited Tyrone and Jerome from school too. They were on the
football squad with Jimmy and he wanted to get on their good side. I guess
there was no way of knowing just what we would be giving the boys as
entertainment.
Dad was on night shift so mom was going to be supervising us on her own,
but that is where the story swerves into left field. Wow was it unexpected.
Mom's friend Janet, came by just after supper. I caught part of the
conversation as Janet wanted mom to tag along for a girl's night out at the
male strip revue. Holy Fuck. What was Janet thinking?
Of course, mom was all saying no at first. The thing is Janet was almost
as straight as my mom and something has but the bee in her bonnet. Janet turned
the screws. Mom tried to use us kids as the excuse but Jimmy and his friends
were 15. We could handle a few hours alone so mom's excuse was torpedoed and
all of a sudden she was going to look at naked men.
Wow, was my head spinning. I did not know what the fuck dad would think..
Hell I hardly knew what to think myself. Jimmy was ever Johnny-on-the-spot with
a quick quip and told me mom was going to get fucked. It was loud enough for
Tyrone and Deon to hear and embarrassed me slightly. How could anyone have
known just how right Jimmy would be.
Maybe it was the porno tape Deon had. It was a nasty little piece. I
think it was called Golden Triangle or Bermuda Connection. Something, anyhow
the movie showed thin beautiful blond chick playing a cop investigating drug
dealers. The cop gets captured and the video shows her hands cuffed over her
head while a flashlight gets stucked in her. We were all pulling on our cocks.
Jimmy asked Tyrone and Deon if they ever fucked a white woman. Shit, I could
not believe it.
I mean I am no racist or anything but it makes me uncomfortable. You
know. What everyone says about. Niggers. I mean, Tyrone and Deon were pretty
cool and everything but maybe I always figured that whites should fuck whites
and Blacks and Blacks. I don't know. Maybe that makes me racist. I guess the
way it all worked out kind of renders the whole argument moot anyhow.
While the guys and I were busy watching Nikita play meat in her triple
decker rape sandwich on the telly, mom was unbeknownst to ourselves, getting
absolutely sloshed at the male strip revue. Mom never drank. I don't know if it
was the catholic guilt or just the heat of all the man meat but once she had
gotten started, she seamed not to have stopped until Janet was pouring her
passed out ass into the taxi for the ride home.
Janet was pretty hammered herself and falling over with mom, trying to
get her up to the house. Jimmy and I ran out to help pack mom in. Janet must
not have been thinking. Or maybe she was. Who the fuck knows anything in such
situations. I mean all I knew was mom was passed out drunk and I was pretty
much freaked at just that.
We laid mom down on the bed but then came the part I personally think
sealed the deal. Janet said we had to get mom into bed. Fuck! What was she
thinking? I mean sure me and Jimmy were family but we were teenage boys. Just
what the hell were we suppose to do. Janet asked me to help lift mom while she
took off her dress. I felt like a freak as my cock hardened. I looked down at
Jimmy and saw his tent too.
Janet had Jimmy fetch mom's nightie. I was hoping that Janet would take
off mom's bra and maybe even her panties too but.
I guess I got more then I should have anyhow. I got to help Janet put
mom's nightie on her and my hand actually brushed her tit. I got to feel her
thigh too.
I needed to cum so bad.
Janet told us not to worry. That mom had got a little sick and took
something to make her feel better but with the alcohol she would be passed out
till morning. She said that we would have to look after her in case of trouble
because nothing would wake her up. And then Janet was gone.
Now there was a situation. I mean if I was alone or just with Jimmy, but.
I was not to sure I could handle everything. Jimmy and I rejoined Tyrone and
Deon and as luck would have it the next video was Another White Trash Whore
staring Mila.
It was pretty intense shit. The video was highly suggestive and
offensively racist. Mom was all passed out and everything but the thrill of
watching the porno video with her in the house was feeding my oats. Gerald's
thoughts needed no words. I knew Tyrone and Deon were "up" for it.
As I stroked myself, I started glancing over. Both kids were big. Really
big. It was the chance of a lifetime. I had waited almost two long years to
fuck my mom. If I had to color her at the same time then.
"Hey Jimmy. I need to talk to you."
"About Aunt Leta?"
"Yeah, maybe in the kitchen?"
"Fuck, You guys want to do it to."
Jimmy never was one for small talk. I wonder if he was as nervous as I
was as we headed up for mom. I had no idea what Tyrone and Deon were thinking.
Probably laughing at what a freak I was to be raping my own mom.
I was almost afraid to breath in case she woke up. Jimmy just flipped the
lights on. Mom looked so. Like my mom. I almost burst into flames or
something.... I felt my head pounding and my feet were fucking nailed through
every toe to the floor where I stood.
Jimmy and Tyrone got onto the bed first. I don't know if they would have
cared if she did wake up. But she didn't.
The covers came off first and then the nightie and then the bra and
panties. Wow! Jimmy told me to go get the Polaroid. Holy Fuck!
Jimmy asked me to go first but I didn't have the balls so they played
paper, rock, scissors. Tyrone won. It was the last chance to be the good son. I
snapped a Polaroid as Tyrone fucked his potent baby maker into my mother's
unprotected fertile cunt.
Maybe I am a racist. Maybe I am not. I guess watching anyone rape your
own mom will fill you with mixed emotions at best. It was filthier then the
porno movies but more serene too. Like something almost in slow motion.
Observed in a haze. I snapped a second Polaroid almost on instinct like the
prey trapped in the hypnotic stare of a snake, I could not break free of the
horrific fascination my mother's rape.
Tyrone's powerful Black ass pistioned his nine inches in and out of my
unconscious mother as easy as splitting the seam behind Gerald's blocks on the
field. Then the nigger unloaded. It is turn to say what the fuck was with me??
My condom's were just in the next room. Could I have wanted it??
No. It was all a mistake. I will always tell myself. I mean my little
brother is loved and all but.
It should have been a fifty-fifty chance. There were two Black and two
white. Jimmy took sloppy second's. My cousin called mom a slut when he stuck it
in. He asked me to get a picture of both faces to prove he fucked her good. I
guess the excitement of raping his aunt was too much as he barely would have
qualified for a bull ride What kind of freaked me was when he pulled out and
shot his seed on mom's tummy.
I still was not ready to act. Deon rolled mom over and put it up her ass.
In a way I was glad that her unprotected cunt would be spared as I had started
to realize just what the hell Tyrone had done. And I had allowed.
Deon wanted the whole f'n show. He pulled out just as he was about to
come and shifted holes. The bastard. What the fuck was that about if he was not
trying to seed my mom on purpose.
Jimmy put the screws to me. I had a little performance problem. It was so
humiliating. I felt a bit like an idiot licking her tits and stuff. Tyrone told
me to lick her cunt too. Fuck, I wonder again, but. I guess it did not kill me.
Who cares what Tyrone thought. I did not lick up much cum and I was ready for
action myself.
That was when Jimmy said I had to put on a condom. He made a point out of
not putting a baby into my own mom. While, what could I do without looking like
the ultimate freak. I meekly went and got my condom. If mom was to receive a
surprise package then it would not be mine.
I really enjoyed the fuck. I would recommend to everyone to rape their
moms. It is so uplifting and beautiful to go back where you came from....
I examined my condom, almost hoping to see a leek, Tyrone and Deon had
both recovered for a second go at mom.
"I have more condoms guys," I offered.
"Fuck, what would be the use. She is already full of Black seed." Jimmy
wanted it. The Fucker.
Tyrone and Deon sandwiched mom like in the porno movies. She actually
moaned and I nearly shit myself that we were about to be caught. But no.
Jimmy even managed to get his cock in mom's mouth and she sucked. I
guess. He said she was having horny dreams.
Mom's nipples did get erect. I don't know if it was cold or some sexual
response. Her cunt was so creamed that I would only be guessing if any of the
wet was her own.
The facts I do know is that mom woke the next morning with a massive
headache. She asked no questions who had put her to bed or anything else. We
talked about using the polarides to blackmail her but I was against it and no
one wanted to go to jail if things went wrong so.
A few weeks turned into a couple months. I think mom was confused at
first maybe. She seamed pretty calm about the baby. I thought dad would like
kill her or something maybe but he seamed okay. I still had the months of agony
until I would get the reaction of coloring the family name. I guess I may never
know how mom explained it to dad or if they ever knew it was me that night. The
baby was born right on time and with medicine and everything you have to figure
mom knew what me and Jimmy did and who the fathers were of her child but.
The cops never came for us. Dad never whipped my ass. And mom just named
her new son Tyrone. Maybe it was meant to constantly remind her "Oh-Oh, Mommy,
You Shouldn't Get That Drunk."
Thanks Jimmy for spurring me to write this one. I first had the fantasy
when I was eleven and still have an original version I wrote in my school
scribbler. I flushed it out a nitch for this retelling. Seams to read just as
realistic now as then. Hope you all agree.
To comment on this or any other work of mkarl or The Depraved Canuck
e-mail write: mkarl@hotmail.com Please include the site where you have seen
this work. I will write back and attempt to honor all requests that are
anatomically possible.
Mkarl (Saturday, August 7/1999)
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