Kyle, in: Don't get drunk alone with mom!

The next morning, the maid served us all breakfast, and my sister was in a much better mood. Although still not talking much, she wasn’t very angry anymore.

Out of the blue Lilly suggested, “Let’s have a mom's-not-crazy-anymore party!”

“Ooo, I can drink to that” Mommy replied, “There's a hidden wine cellar in this mansion, plus that way I can get to know y’all, more personally”

She winked after her sentence while looking at me, sister was also looking at me. I wondered when they became friends and what they told each other about me.

The party became not much else besides a couple board games and questions about the asylum. Lils and Mommy often teamed up on me to make me lose, I thought it was unfair but since they were forcing me to drink often I quickly became very loose and it didn’t bother me much.

I ended up winning most of the games anyway, and drinking almost two bottles. Meanwhile Mommy and Lils finished one bottle between them both. It became late and sister excused herself to go to sleep.

Happy to spend some alone time with Mommy, I stayed and asked questions. She was on the ground with her back against a chair, I sat down next to her letting my head rest on her shoulder. Too drunk to comprehend what she was saying, just hearing her talk was all I wanted; her words were strong but slurred. I was staring at her beautiful face, while her hands stroked my hair.

Mommy gently said my name and shook me a bit. I snapped out of my trance and she asked me to help her to her bed. Getting her there was tricky but we finally made it, her big soft bed was so inviting I couldn’t help but collapse across it.

“Grab a pillow and make yerself more comfortable darlin” Mommy beckoned.

“You dunt min’ if I sleep hur?” My words were drunken but she understood.

“Nah darlin, come lay next to mommy”

I laid on my back as did she. Her warm body felt good next to mine, she didn’t say anything but I could hear her breathing hard. All of a sudden she moved onto her side with her back facing me. I didn’t understand why, but I did the same.

She was asleep but her legs played with mine, unable to keep myself, I started jerking off under the covers. I was drunk and unable to hide it well, but I hoped she didn’t notice. The room was very warm and smelled filthy, and I realize I wasn’t the only one touching myself. Mommy was also masturbating, right next to me! I couldn’t blame her though; she said she had lots of sex at the asylum which means she wasn’t used to not fucking.

I slowly sat up hoping to get a glimpse of her playing with her soft plump body. Unable to see more than her sweaty shoulders and bare hips, I leaned in even more. I forgot how drunk I was though and lost my balance over her. She jumped up in surprise and gasped really loud.

We both started to apologize to each other, and then she started laughing. I was still way too stressed about being caught in the act, but mommy put her finger on my lips and said,” How about instead of peeping on your mother, I give you something to think about?”