Crazy Sex Adventures(Erotica)

“Hiiii Austin!” Christine said when she saw her son. She leaned over on her stool and gave him a hug. “We got these from those boys over there.” She held up a half-empty glass. She pointed out where two guys were standing, obviously upset that their purchase was lubricating some other guy’s girls.

Austin was shocked. He’d never seen his mother drunk before. Hell, he’d never even seen her drink alcohol. Christine had made no secret of the fact that recreational drinking wasn’t for her. She let her children drink, but she, herself? Never.

For her to be there, glass in hand and already at least two sheets to the wind? Austin would have been less surprised if she’d been holding a polar bear in her arms, nursing it from her teats, while singing Irish folk music.

Lexi raised her glass at Austin. “Mom’s kind of drunk,” she said.

“Hell yes!” Christine said. She tried to kiss Austin on the lips, but he pulled away. Too many people in this bar might know who they were.

“How are you?” Austin asked Lexi.

“I’m doing OK” she said. She slid off her stool and stumbled a little. Then she recovered and gave Austin a hug. “OK, maybe not completely OK.”

“Let’s have fun!” Christine said, “My baby boy is here and we’re going to have fun!”

Austin gave Lexi a worried look.

“It’s fine,” Lexi said, “We’re not as think as you bad we are.”

Austin raised his eyebrow at his sister. Damned. He’d spent all night looking forward to this, but now both women seemed too sloshed for much of anything. Years of trying to get girls drunk enough to hook up with him and now he found himself wishing his conquests could be a bit more sober.

Worse, these weren’t two sluts he’d picked up at a bar. This was his Mom and sister. No, only trouble could come of this. He stuffed his disappointment down. After all, what had he thought was going to happen? They’d trade blowjobs out by the dumpster? All try to stuff themselves in the backseat of the car? No, Austin realized he’d been like a little boy at Christmas — naively expecting a motorcycle where even the most basic common sense said he was getting sweaters.

Besides, his need to take care of his girls overruled any other instincts. “Come on, I’ll drive you home,” Austin said.

“Ooooo. We’re going back to your place,” Christine said, too loudly, “Someone’s getting laid!”

Lexi tried to shush her mother, but they both began giggling.

“How much did you guys have?” Austin said. He was practically slinging his mother over his shoulder rather than helping her off her stool.

“Well, we had a couple ourselves,” Lexi said, she was slurring her words pretty badly, but Austin could parse her for the most part, “And then these guys bought us a bunch of drinks.”

“Yeah, Mom showed me.”

“No, not them,” Lexi said. “Other guys.”

Jesus, how many men had those two been leading on?

“We look goooood,” Christine said. She had her arms wrapped around her son. Austin could smell the liquor on her breath. Yet he had to admit, both women did look hot. He’d have bought them drinks, too. Lexi, tall and striking. Her dress took her already incredible legs up to a whole new level. And his mom, Christine, she could easily have passed for mid-twenties in that outfit. The two of them looked like supermodels, slumming it in a local bar when they could have any guy they wanted. Apparently, though, they only had eyes for Austin. He could find no small comfort in that.

Lexi put Christine’s other arm around her shoulders and the siblings managed to lead her out of the bar. Once they got outside, the sudden silence was deafening. The rest of the world was fast asleep. The sidewalks were empty. Even the parked cars seemed more still than usual.

Austin let go of his mother and let her stand on her own. She stumbled, but then was OK again. She ogled both her children.

“Well, that was fun,” Christine said, “Now, you said something about taking us girls back to your place?”

Austin didn’t think that was such a good idea. Fooling around with his mother and sister within earshot of his roommates was like looking for disaster. They were easygoing guys, sure, but no one was that understanding.

“I’m going to drive you home,” Austin said as he led the girls down the street.

“Yes!” Christine said.

“Our home,” Austin said, “Your home. You guys need to sleep it off.”

“Awww, Austin’s no fun,” Christine said. She got all pouty.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“I think he’s right, Mom,” Lexi said. She gave her brother a knowing look. She’d sussed it all out without him needing to explain. “Let’s go home.”

“Oh OK,” Christine said, still acting like a whiny ten-year old, “But I wanted our Austin’s incredible cock inside me.”

“I know, Mom,” Lexi said.

“Another time, I promise,” Austin said.

“Of course, you don’t care,” Christine said to Lexi, “He fucked you silly last week.”

Austin and Lexi shared another look.

“Did you like that Austin? Did you like fucking your big sister stupid in the car? Oh, I bet you did. Her tight pussy wrapped around your massive cock so perfectly. I want that too, Austin. Mommy needs her little boy’s big dick in her right now. You put it in there, young man, like a good boy. Give Mommy all your nasty little spermies while sissy watches us.”

“Jesus, Mom,” Lexi said.

“Let’s get her to the car before it gets worse,” Austin said.

“Give me cock!” Christine chanted loudly, her voice echoing off the empty shops. “Give me cock!”