My Mother, My Whore.

When Dad died I realized when I found my Mother on the floor masturbating with a Vodka Bottle it was time I became the man of the house.

My Mother was 21 when she married my 38 year old Father, she was 22 when I was born, and she was the one woman in our little town of 784 people that all the guys would have given there right nut to fuck.
Black hair she had this gypsy look about her , and a great figure, she was the happy type, would help anyone in trouble ,did everything she could for the local charity's, just a great all round person and a real good wife and mother. My friends used to laugh at me and say your Mother loves you more than your Pop's , is there anything she won't do for you, she comes to all the school functions ,she came and watched me play basket ball , drive me and friends to every away baseball game, she was a great Mom I guess.
The old man was the local insurance agent, all the farmers in the area ,the shop owners and half the town that could afford to insure there houses and cars came to him, life was good, they had bought me a car for my 16th birthday and although Dad was in his 50's and getting old fat and bald things at home were OK, until one morning he went to work, just keeled over and died of a massive heart attack.
She bounced back from his death pretty quick, she had help from her folks and my pops folks, after a few months guys would drop by and try there luck with her but few got inside the front door and even fewer got to stay very long once there one beer was gone.
Then one afternoon during the summer break I came home in the middle of the afternoon, I had told her I was going to the local Super Store about 3 exits up the freeway , but half way there my buddy in whose car we were driving got a call from his girlfriend so he turned around and we went back to pick her up and I decided three was a crowd, so I walked the few blocks home.
I could hear a noise coming from either the front room or the dinning room, someone calling my name , Chris, Chris, but not an I am in trouble sound . I slowly walked across the kitchen, into the hallway and looked in the open front room door, and there she was laying on her back on the floor, her panties thrown on the couch her skirt up around her waist, her tee shirt up and her tits out, legs open and bent at the knees and she was working a vodka bottle in and out of her cunt .
As I watched she pulled it out put it in her mouth licking and sucking it tasting her own cunt juice before jamming it back between her legs and almost screaming, saying" fuck me Chris, fuck your Mommy, fuck me hard and make me beg " then her hand came off her breast found her clit and in 60 seconds she was climaxing like a fucking steam train, her butt lifting off the floor, the bottle being jammed into her cunt, and I swear she was almost screaming my name as her head rocked from side to side.
I left silently, probably walked around for two hours before I went home, fuck I was confused, and when I did go home she was in the kitchen all smiles, " hey honey, good your home, what do you want for dinner " ?
God my mind was fucked up, I laid in bed that night rubbing my cock and all I could see every time I closed my eyes was my Mother pushing a vodka bottle in her cunt and screaming my name to fuck her.
I never get up early, but the next morning as soon as I heard her go downstairs to make her coffee I had a pee, put on a pair of shorts and went down to the kitchen. She was standing by the coffee maker, with just an ugly three quarter length granny nightie on, she turned and looked at me , said " your up early" and I said "I couldn't sleep "and I "accidentally" rubbed up against her butt, said "sorry", then a bit later "accidentally" brushed her boobs with my arm as I reached for the sugar, but pretended I was still half asleep and didn't realize I had done it.
I was out for the day just driving around and "thinking", when I came home she was on the computer at the dinning room table. I said " what you watching porn" ?, and she did this exaggerated
" NNNOOO, " and said " I don't watch porn". I laughed and said" everyone watches porn, come on show me what your looking at "and I went behind her and put my hands on her shoulders.
She was laughing, and in fact she was on some site selling exercise equipment and she was saying "I need to buy something to MAKE ME exercise, if I buy it I will use it ad you can to" and I was rubbing her neck and said "I will go and buy a horse whip from Bakers Feed Store a bit later , that will make you exercise when I stand behind you and swish your butt."
I swear I thought my Mother had died, she stopped breathing, she didn't say anything, she didn't move, and I thought oh fuck,I have pushed it too far, then she shook , I could feel it all through her body as my hands were against her neck on her shoulders.
When she spoke it was if she was being strangled, hahaha, she almost whispered with a cracked voice, "is that what you think I need Christopher , a whipping" she said?
GOTCHA, hahaha, I lent forward and put my mouth next to her ear and whispered, " I certainly think you do, and I think you need a lot more than an ass whipping and I will tell you something else I think I am just the person to give you what you need, and I kissed the back of her neck" and she let out a little piggy squeal, tried to speak but the words wouldn't come out.
I moved to the other side of her neck and kissed it, she did a big sob type of breath ,and I said "and will tell you something else, from now on I am the man of the house and your going to do as your told ,do you understand, no if ,no buts, when I say jump you jump, and I started to let my hand slide off her shoulder and slowly move down the front of the inside of her tee shirt.
She lifted her hand and I said " DON'T , don't even think about it "and she slowly lowered her hand onto the table as my fingers found her nipple, it was hard and I rubbed it between my finger and thumb, pulled it and played with it, and apart from heavy breathing she didn't make a sound.
I said " I enjoyed watching you fuck your lover the other day, " , she whispered " I don't have a lover", and I said " Mr. Vodka Bottle , you seemed to enjoy fucking him" , and she gave a little scream and said "oh you didn't see me doing that did you ", and I took the back of her hair with my free hand and pulled her head backwards until she was looking at me and I said," yes I did, and I enjoyed it, so I want to watch you do it again do you understand"?
She didn't say a word just looked at me, so I pulled her hair again, and said "when I ask you a question you answer me, and when I tell you to do something you do it do you understand ', and she said "yes".
I said good," now your going to go upstairs and have a bath, then your going to put something on that makes you look like a whore not my Mother, and then your going to come back down here and wait for me to get back do you understand" and she said "yes".
I said "where's you purse with your credit card " and she said " in the hallway," I said "OK I am going shopping I will be back in an hour so be down here or else, do you understand ", and she said "yes"