Raising Peter, Chapter 12 - Sex Stories

Raising Peter, Chapter 12

... thought about rubbing one off but decided not to. I dried off and went too stretched out on my bed. I folded my hands behind my head, staring at the ceiling, trying to get all this straight in my mind. I must have laid there and hour or more but couldn’t go to sleep. I decided to go back down stairs and check on Mon. I slipped on an old pair of gym shorts and headed for the den. About half way down the stairs, I could smell it. When I got to the den, sure enough, there was Mom. Tits still hanging out, dress still pulled up and her chin dropped down on her chest. The big difference was, now she had puked all over herself and passed out completely. The smell was awful but I knew I couldn’t leave her that way. I though out a plan of action, now I only hoped it would work. First, I went to the kitchen, got the stepstool, took it to the bathroom and placed against the back shower wall. Then I found a sheet and several towels in the clothe hamper. I used them to cover the bed. I got a couple of clean towels, wash cloths, and headed back to the kitchen. I filled a pan about half full of warm water, and then headed for the den to get started on my project. I cleaned her up as much as possible with the washcloths and towels. I pulled her around and laid her out on the couch so I could get a better hold to pick her up. She was like dead weight when I first started to lift her. Even though she was still out of it, she did put an arm around my neck, which made it a little easier to ...

... carry her. When I got her to the bedroom, I laid her out on the bed and very carefully remover her clothes. She seems to come around a time or two while I was doing all this. The first time, she looked at me through wine glazed eyes she crossed her arms over her exposed breast. She soon let her arms drop back to her side and I continued to remove the remainder of her clothes. I went back to the bathroom and adjusted the shower, got her toothbrush and toothpaste, made sure her soap and shampoo were there, and then I went back to the bedroom. I slipped off my shorts and picked Mom up again and very careful headed to her shower. I set her on the stool and propped her up against the wall of the shower. I removed the handheld shower head from it’s holder and starting at her shoulders and going to her feet, rinsing her off good. She tried a couple of times to pull away but I used my free hand to hold her in place. Next, I took a sponge full of soap and started washing from her face down. When I reached her tits, her eyes popped open. She just looked at me, then at her exposed tits, then back at me and her eyes softened a little as she dropped her head back down. I continued moving down her body, bypassing her pussy and ass to start with. When I had every thing else cleaned I went back to wash her pussy. I was surprised when she parted her legs a little. As I pulled the soapy sponge up through her pussy lips, she let out a soft moan and opened her legs a little width. I soaped up one of ...