Chapter 1 Drunk Mom

Xiaozhou, come and pick up your mother!

Senior high school party, tired for a week at school.

On the weekend, my mother was not at home and my sister did not come back.

I was the only one left in the huge room. I began to indulge myself completely, not even wearing big shorts, naked, sitting on a chair, and starting to pull the best friend into the double row. When I die, I pick up the barbecue kebab I just ordered for takeout.

The two of them brag about being awesome, and they were really leisurely.

Suddenly, the phone rang. It was my mother's boss and best friend, Aunt Chen.

Xiaozhou, your mother just got drunk!

She doesn't want to stay in a hotel, so you come and pick her up!

Mom is drunk? This is too rare. My mother’s boss, Aunt Chen, is her best friend. She doesn’t need to participate in any social engagements and has no habit of drinking. How could she get drunk?

OK, Aunt Chen! I'll come over immediately, tell me the address! Before I could think too much, I hang up the machine and turn off the computer, cleaned up, put on my clothes and went out, and took a taxi downstairs.

It’s September. Although Yuncheng is a southern city, the weather is starting to turn colder.

I was wearing short sleeves and felt a hint of chill. I took out my cell phone and looked at the address sent by Aunt Chen.

Young man, that's your sister, right?The relationship between you siblings is really good!The taxi driver suddenly spoke.

I only noticed that he saw my mobile phone screensaver, a photo of a man and a woman, and the girl leaned against the boy's shoulder.I looked down at the photo and replied:

It's Ah!She spoiled me very much!

Unlike the two in my family, they are like life and death enemies at a glance. If I don’t fight for a day, I will burn the incense!The driver was mumbling, but I fell into another thought.

My name is Wu Xiaozhou, and I am in my third year of high school at Yuncheng No. 1 Middle School.I do have a sister, but not the one in the photo.The photo of the mobile screensaver is a photo of my mother and I when our family was traveling.

Maybe no one is willing to use their photos and mother as a screensaver for mobile phones, but I am an exception.

Although my mother is 36 years old, she still looks very young. Unlike a mature woman like Aunt Chen, her mother has a more youthful atmosphere.

I used this photo as a screensaver on my phone. Some people guessed it was my sister, some people guessed it was my girlfriend, but no one ever guessed it was my mother.

My mother and dad got into a date when they were in college, and I got pregnant unexpectedly when I was in college.

At that time, it was not as open as it is now. The two got married in college and became the golden boy and jade girl that everyone envied.

It was only after they graduated that the two began to face the test of food, food, food, and salt.

After they graduated, their father became a civil servant, but more than ten years have passed, and his father is almost still standing still and has no promotion.

Although the salary of civil servants is stable and worry-free, my mother is obviously not the kind of woman who is content with stability. She yearns for a petty bourgeois life with roses and red wine. When I was three years old, I adopted my sister, and the differences between the two became increasingly greater.

In my memory, I don’t know when they completely separated.Now my dad occasionally comes to see my sister and me, and he has almost no communication with my mom.

But recently, it seems that my dad has a new love, which is normal.But I secretly listened to his conversation with my mother, and had a quarrel about the two divorces.

I always have a bad premonition, worried that I, mom, and sister will separate.My mother was drunk today, and I don’t know why.

Soon, the taxi took me to the restaurant where Aunt Chen and her mother had dinner. But in addition to mother and Aunt Shen, there are a few more people.

Small boat, here!

As soon as I got off the car, Aunt Shen waved to me.

I looked over and saw a woman full of mature women's charm, wearing a light blue casual suit and carrying a Gucci bag.

He has fair skin and beautiful appearance, black hair shawls, elegant and charming, like a ripe peach, which will come out of water when touched.

I ran over, Hello Aunt Chen, where is my mother!

There! Aunt Chen pointed.

I looked over and saw my mother lying on a chair, covering her with a female coat.

Her cheeks are red, her hair is stuck to the corners of her mouth, and the black slim shirt highlights her perfect figure, full of pity.

Today is a gathering of several of us classmates. After drinking some wine, your mother couldn't stop it. She almost never drinks and got herself drunk. What happened to your family? Aunt Chen called me aside and asked me secretly.

No Ah!I replied, if it was because of her and her father, let her decide whether to say it or not!

Oh well! Aunt Chen didn't ask more questions. Qiu Ran was so beautiful. Just now, several male classmates wanted to take care of her while she was drunk, so that she could take advantage of her. Fortunately, I had me! I don’t feel at ease to keep her here. Take her back and take good care of her!

You are almost 18 years old, it’s time to call you a man!

OK, thank you Aunt Chen! I expressed my gratitude to Aunt Chen.

I walked over, helped my mother up, let her lean in my arms, carried my mother's bag in one hand, and walked out of the hotel regardless of the mother's light of my mother and classmates.I stopped a taxi again.

Master, Xinhe Road, Water Pavilion Garden!

Fortunately, it was not the evening rush hour, and the taxi was driving smoothly.

I held my mother in the back row, and my mother leaned on my shoulder. The smell of wine mixed with the faint fragrance of my mother's body penetrated into my nostrils. The heat breathed from my mother's nose hit me, stirring my nerves. I put one hand around my mother's slender waist, and felt my hot body temperature through my shirt. For a moment, my hand touched her up and down with a terrible affair.

Suddenly, umm... Mom spit out vague words from her mouth, which scared me to feel honest.

Young man, is this your girlfriend?The driver sitting in the front row looked at the rearview mirror and suddenly asked a question.

For Ah, what's wrong?I replied without any panic, "Anyway, my mother is drunk, do taxi drivers nowadays love gossip so much?"

Now it is a legal society, and it is not allowed to take advantage of others when they are drunk!The driver said a little coldness, and I was really afraid that he would turn the steering wheel and take me into the police station the next second.

Immediately, I took out my phone and showed off my screensaver.In the photo, my mother was lying on my shoulder, smiling like a flower.

The driver took a look and immediately let go of his guard.But the words in my mouth didn't stop.

Don't let your girlfriend drink so much Ah!It hurts your body too much!

……

yes!yes!I dealt with the driver, hugging my mother with happiness.

Finally, the taxi arrived at the entrance of the community, and I hugged my mother and got out.I am 178 tall and exercise regularly. My mother, who is 170, looks a little bit small in my arms.

I hugged my mother. She almost lost consciousness when she drank, her body was not coordinated at all, and she was about to fall down as soon as she walked. I had to work hard to hold it. My hands would inevitably touch some sensitive parts, but my mother just instinctively kept burying into my arms, and her mouth was still so vague that she couldn't hear clearly.

From the entrance of the community to the elevator, it took only a short section of the road, and it took almost ten minutes to get in safely.

After finally getting home, my mother probably was about to vomit when the cool breeze just blew.I immediately rushed to help her into the bedroom, let her rinse her mouth and lie down.

When I made hot water and was about to help my mother wipe her face, as soon as I entered the bedroom, I found that my mother vomited everywhere.On the bed and on the clothes, I seemed to be choking, looking in pain.

I was so scared that I felt like I helped her up. While wiping her face and neck with a towel, I gently patted my back and coughed several times before my mother recovered.

I helped her lie down again, but found that the workload was getting bigger now.

On the bed, on the ground, and on my mother's clothes, it seemed that it was flowing into her collarbone.

I was so angry that I found tools to clean up.

It’s easy to deal with on the ground. Just sweep it and hold it off.

But how to clean up the things on my mother's clothes and even underwear? I can't let her sleep like this!

But if you help her take it off...

If I have a clear conscience and have no distracting thoughts, I just help her change her clothes and scrub her, as my son, it should be.But, I feel guilty!

Just as many people speculate that my mother and I are in a relationship with each other, or a sibling relationship, I hardly refute it because I always secretly enjoy this false feeling.

Just like many people, if the mother is young and beautiful, intellectual and charming, she will always be mixed with some distractions to a greater or lesser extent.

Unfortunately, I have heavy distractions!

Although I don’t show anything in my daily life, my mother always appears in my dreams as a lover.

Sometimes, after reading mother-child novels or videos, I would dream that my mother and I were lingering and screaming in bed.

Of course, I just classified this as a fantasy. I usually look like a coward when facing my strict mother.

But now, I seem to have a chance!

My mother was lying on the bed with fair skin as white as jade, her peach blossom eyes were tightly closed, her delicate nose and red lips were like finely crafted works of art, and her black hair was spread on the bed.

A black slim shirt wrapped around a perfect body, a round and plump breast, and a slender waist... She was wearing slim black trousers under her body, and her beautiful legs were slender and straight!

Damn it!

I patted my forehead hard and realized that my mother's shoes had not taken off.

I felt like I helped her take off the small leather shoes and socks on her feet, revealing a pile of crystal feet, and an irresistible force pushed me over.

I sniffed it gently and stood up immediately!

Oh shit!I'm such a pervert!I scolded myself, but when I recalled, my mother's feet were meaningless, and I don't know what these beautiful legs looked like when wearing stockings!

Um

As my mother moaned, I came to my senses.

It seemed that the shirt was wrapped too tightly, and my mother had difficulty breathing, her face looked painful, and it was not comfortable to stick to her clothes and body. She unconsciously groped in front of her neck with her hands.

I immediately unbuttoned a button for her. My mother could breathe normally and calmed down again.

I turned off the lights and prepared to go out.

As I was about to walk out of my mother's room, I looked back and saw that my mother was lying on the bed, her breasts were dressed together, and her beautiful face felt a bit holy under the moonlight, just like a sleeping beauty!

MD!what's on your mind!I scolded myself again.

Turn on the light, find clean underwear from my mother's closet, and re-invite hot water.

I helped my mother unbutton her shirt, and the vomit had already stuck to her bra. I made up my mind and simply took off her bra and wiped her body with a wet towel.

Under the light, my mother's naked body was right in front of me, her skin was as delicate as jade, and her huge and plump breasts seduced my heart.

I really don’t have the courage to take off my mother’s pants again. Let’s do it. I took my underwear to help her put on it, but maybe it was because of nervousness or unfamiliarity, but I couldn’t put my mother’s bra on, and it went smoothly when I took it off.

I tried my best to support my mother's body and help her dress.

Suddenly, my mother muttered, then put her smooth arms around my neck, raised her head, and a pair of red lips came up and printed directly on my lips.

For a moment, I didn't have time to feel what my mother's lips looked like. I felt the blood rushing into my mind. I suddenly lost my ability to think. I guess I couldn't even answer 1 1.

I was left with only a passive response. My mother's pajamas were only wearing one sleeve, and a pair of peaks were still exposed, pressing against my chest. The hot body temperature came over, burning my remaining reason.

My mother's lips were printed on my lips, and her fragrant tongue came over rudely, while I closed my teeth tightly and hadn't reacted for a while.

So my mother's kiss became even more eager, and her tongue tried hard to pry open my teeth, and even began to bite my lips.

As soon as I felt pain, I reacted and opened my mouth. My mother's tongue suddenly reached in and stirred it inside. I wanted to fight with my tongue, but my mother was extremely domineering. I could only feel my mother's fragrant tongue sweeping through the eight wildernesses.

Finally, five or six minutes passed, my mother calmed down and lay down again.

Next, it was my turn to feel uncomfortable. Finally, my brain recovered a little. I looked down at my crotch. My little brother, who was as hard as iron, smiled bitterly.

I wanted to help my mother continue to put on her clothes and go out, but she still couldn't wear a bra, so she just was too lazy to wear it. Just scold her tomorrow!Put on her the other sleeve and lay down.Then start to button it.

A pair of plump and huge breasts appeared in front of me. I looked up at my mother, and her brows were stretched, not knowing what dream she was dreaming.

But my breasts were standing upright, and a pair of pink nipples had become hard. My hand accidentally touched me, and my mother moaned in a low voice.

After struggling for a long time, I leaned over, held my mother's breasts, rubbed one of them in my hands, and sucked the other in my mouth. I tossed and turned, and intermittent moans came from my mother's mouth.

I almost forgot the time, kissing my mother's breasts and lips, and desire burned in my heart.

Suddenly, my cell phone rang in the living room!

With a sudden excitement, my little brother immediately stopped.I immediately regained my sanity, helped my mother tie the buttons, loosened the belt, and covered the quilt.

Turn off the light firmly and pull up the bedroom door.

Go to the bathroom, pour the toppings with cold water, and wake up.

When I went to the living room, I picked up my phone, it was the WeChat message sent by my sister!

Brother, have you slept?

No!My mother is drunk and I just picked her up!

Do you know what your parents are going to get divorced?

I probably know something!

I'll come home tomorrow!

……

My sister is now a sophomore in a normal school in the province. Although we are not biological children, we have a good relationship.

There was almost no secret between the two sides, and she had already seen the signs of her parents leaving their souls.

After chatting with my sister for a while, I pushed open my mother's bedroom door and took a look. My mother was sleeping peacefully.

I threw my mother's dirty clothes into the washing machine and released them with my hands to eliminate the evil fire in my heart.

Looking at the crescent moon outside the window, I don’t know if my mother will have any impression when she wakes up tomorrow, nor will our already incomplete home be divided into pieces.

I licked my lips, but there was still the smell of my mother. Forget it, I won’t brush my teeth tonight, go to bed!

Let’s talk about tomorrow!