bysilkstockingslover © Summary: Son slyly fucks Mom multiple times with Dad in the car. Note 1: This is a Summer 2015 Contest story so please vote. Note 2: Thanks to goamz86 , Robert, and Wayne for editing this story. Note : I had purposely avoided this type of simple plot device for years now... but I finally came up with an idea and a story I thought was worth sharing... I hope you agree. !ackseat "ommy: # $ong %ar& Ri&e
ou ou don!t really know how much stuff you have collected in your life until you move. "ith our last son going to college, we did two moves in one. "e were moving to a condo only a few miles away, while we were driving #ory si$teen hours to college. %ecause we had to put all our items in storage, we didn!t get title for three more weeks, we were going to do a two week road trip after we dropped #ory off. &s we packed the car with both #ory!s stuff and our suitcases for the almost three week round trip, we reali'ed we had a ma(or predicament. %y the time the car was loaded, there was only room for two people. & driver and someone sitting in the back seat behind the driver. My husband tried to reshuffle the luggage, but there was simply too much stuff. I finally suggested, )#ory and I could s*ue e'e back there together.) )+or si$teen hours) My husband, &le$, asked. )"ell, )"ell, we will likely have h ave to take more rest stops,) I shrugged. )%ased on your small bladder, that will be the situation regardless,) &le$ *uipped, always annoyed by how often I made him stop. -e was a put the pedal to the metal kind of guy, while my bladder was a stop and smell the roses type of bladder. I turned to #ory, who was slim like me, )#an you handle si$teen ho urs cramped beside your old mother)
)h, if I have to,) my son, always sarcastic, responded. )%e careful with that attitude,) I shot back playfully. )ou!r )ou!ree stuck with me for si$teen hours.) I should note it was a very hot &ugust day and I was wearing a sundress for the drive to stay as comfortable as possible. "e all did one more pee check, check , which I, of course, did, and #ory and I s*uee'ed into the spot made for one. &le$ asked, using sarcasm too, )#omfy) #ory!s elbow poking my breast, I *uipped, )/ike a cow on a train.) )Moo,) #ory added, shifting more which led to even more pressure on my left breast. "e were were (ust out of the city, half an hour later, when I said, )This isn!t working.) )ou )ou don!t like being a sardine) #ory asked, as he stopped reading on his I0ad, like I too was trying to do, the kindle app the only app really worth owning. )1ot particularly,) I nodded, as I moved and suggested, )Maybe I can (ust sit on your lap for a while.) )kay,) )kay,) my son nodded. I moved onto his lap and sighed, )1ow that is much better.) )&greed,) #ory said. )I!m not too heavy on you, am I) I asked. &t forty2si$ I was still in great shape. I was slim with big breasts, a firm ass and legs. Selling real estate I knew that my looks played a key role in my sales. Se$ sells, always has, always will. So I dressed in professional, but se$y business suits or dresses with nylons and four inch heels. M y 34d natural breasts always were showcased as I!m pretty sure they helped me close more deals then the actual real estate I was selling. )1o,) he answered, shifting slightly. slightly. &s we drove, after a few minutes I noticed two things5 6. "earing "earing a dress was a bad idea as I was now sitting on my son!s lap, my thin thong the only thing stopping my vagina from being directly on my son.
7. My son!s cock was hard and placed directly under my vagina. My son, who was rather nerdy in high school, like his father, winning a full ride scholarship to over a do'en colleges, had really blossomed physically by working construction all summer. 8one were his scrawny arms, replaced with impressive muscles. I had complimented him fre*uently on his summer reformation. My boy had become a man. et et now, as we drove on a bumpy section of road that was under construction, I reali'ed my boy had indeed turned into a man as I could cou ld feel his definitely erect cock directly under me. "ith "ith each bump his h is hardness rubbed my pussy which, even though I tried to control myself, got me wet. I considered moving, but was worried I would embarrass him if I acted like I could feel his erection. So, instead I tried to control the bouncing bounc ing by putting my hands on the top of the seat in front of me. et et for about ten minutes, which felt like an eternity, my son!s hard2on, thankfully trapped in his shorts, rubbed against my very wet pussy. +inally, the road smoothed and now his hard cock (ust rested directly underneath my pussy. I knew I should move, yet I still seemed fro'en in place. 0artly, 0artly, because I was worried I would embarrass him if I moved and partly, undeniably, it felt good in the position I was in. +or twenty minutes my pussy rested on his cock, which never shrunk, while talking to my husband as much as I could to distract me from the awkward situation I was in. +inally, I saw an upcoming rest stop and suggested we stop. 9ust as &le$ &le$ slowed down, I felt the firm flinching of his penis. It flinched three times, each time lifting up ever so slightly into my pussy lips. I accidentally moaned. &le$ asked, )ou )ou okay) )I (ust need to stretch,) I answered, my face burning red at the reality that I was getting g etting horny from sitting on my son. )I could grab a drink,) my husband nodded, as he pulled into the car stop. )Me too,) I agreed, suddenly feeling a bit dehydrated. nce he rolled to a stop, I (oked to #ory, )I imagine you are dying for a break, too.)
)1o, I was en(oying the ride,) my son answered, yet his tone didn!t imply any sort of se$ual innuendo that could have accompanied those words. My already flushed face went a shade redder as I opened the door and got out. I!m not sure if my face could go redder, but as my son got out and stood up two things were apparent5 6. -is erection poking out if his &didas shorts. 7. & wet spot that was undoubtedly from me. I turned away and headed to the washroom mortified that my pussy (uice was on my son!s shorts. nce inside, I pulled my panties down a nd couldn!t believe how wet they actually were. 1ow I should note I got wet easily and was *uite a flooder when I got off. I also had a ferocious se$ual appetite that my husband could seldom feed completely... thus I had a variety of se$ toys to finish the (ob he often couldn!t complete. I had a we2vibe, a couple vibrators, anal beads, a butterfly toy that I could wear while out, which was in my purse, and my newest purchase ac*uisition, a massage vibe... which was literally orgasmic. Deciding I needed to *uell my burning cunt, I leaned against the wall in a stall and began pleasuring myself. 1ot surprisingly, the half hour plus of accidental teasing had me already revved up and I came in no time at all. My pussy (uice leaked down my leg and I awkwardly cleaned myself up with toilet paper. nce recovered, I also wiped my panties as I tried to make them less damp but after putting them on all I could still feel was my humiliating wetness. :sually, I loved se$. I loved coming, but the constant reminder by my wet panties that my son!s cock had got me horny was too much and I took them back off. Instead, I put the se$y wet thong in my purse, and went to the sink to wash my hands and legs. :nfortunately, a mother with her child were there and all I could do was wash my hands thoroughly to hide the scent of my own cum. /eaving the washroom, I decided there was no way I would sit back on my son!s lap, instead, deciding we would have to persevere s*uished side by side. I purchased a coke and a bag of chips and headed back outside. !+uck!, I sighed as the summer heat pounded on us. It was a fucking sauna out there. I planned to try and get more panties from the suitcase, but decided not to, how was I going to e$plain that My husband and son were leaning on the car chatting when I walked over.
)So, under fourteen hours left,) &le$ *uipped, with a playful smile. #ory added, )I think it!s going to be a tight ride.) I couldn!t tell for sure, maybe it was (ust the self2conscious part of me, but he seemed to stress the word !tight!. I (oked, reali'ing only after I said it that it only added to the innuendo if he was implying any, )es, it is some *uality mom and son bonding.) )"ell, it!s you two back there the whole drive,) my husband added. )1o way can I fit back there with anybody.) That was true. My husband was a bigger man and there was no way my son or I would fit side by side or on his lap. 1ope, I still had (ust under fourteen hours with my son in the backseat. The ne$t few without any underwear. +uck. My son got back in the car first and patted his lap. I was supposed to go in first and suggested, )Shouldn!t we try to be side by side) )It!s okay, Mom,) he said, patting his lap again. )ou sure) I asked, knowing I wasn!t wearing any panties and my pussy was still slightly damp... the aftermath dribble of a good orgasm. )Side by side is too tight,) he replied. )%ut I!ll crush your legs,) I pointed out, d esperate to avoid sitting on his cock again... having apparently en(oyed it too much the first time. -e shrugged, )h Mom, you!re light.) )ou sure) I asked again, still tentative, as I looked down and could still see the remnants of a stain on his shorts as well as the clear outline of his cock... which, at least, no longer looked to be completely erect. )Mom, it!s not hard at all,) he answered, his word choice odd. 1aughty me also wanted to respond, !but it likely will be!, but the good mom in me
responded, )If you!re sure I won!t smother you.) -e shrugged, )I can handle whatever you give me.) So I sat back on his lap, his words again dripping with possible innuendo, this time moving more onto his leg and avoiding his crotch. +or half an hour, I sat in that spot as we con tinued driving. Then suddenly I felt his hands on my hips as he stated, while lifting me up slightly, )"e need to change positions.) "hen he lowered me back down, my pussy was again directly on his indeed again stiff cock. I couldn!t help but let out a slight moan as my naked pussy felt the pressure against it. +or the ne$t half hour, even though the road was smooth, I kept feeling his cock seem to flinch, which made my pussy tremble and get e$cessively wet. &le$ asked, )#omfortable back there) My son said, )It!s tight, but good.) I gasped as, while he said this, I felt three clear movements of his cock. )ou okay, Sarah) &le$ asked, as I felt my wetness leak out of me slightly. )I!m good,) I responded. I wanted to move, but knew without that a doubt I had created more wetness on my son!s crotch and if I moved it would be clearly noticeable... being able to have multiple orgasms had always been a great benefit to me, but at the moment it was my kryptonite. )1e$t stop is almost an hour away,) &le$ said. )1o worries,) I said, trying to be causal. #ory added, )eah, although it!s getting hot back here.) )The air is on full,) &le$ said, and I indeed wasn!t overly h ot, e$cept down below. This time his words were definitely implied innuendo. My son was flirting with me. )I think it!s Mom!s body on mine,) #ory said, as he again flicked his cock directly against my pussy... the intent now definitely clear. -is words also had two very different meanings. &fter another minute, #ory asked, )#an you turn the radio up)
)If I do, I won!t be able to talk with you, I barely can hear you now,) &le$ responded. )That!s okay,) #ory said, )we!ll let you drive and rock out to your eighties tunes.) )It!s the eye of the tiger,) my husband sang, as he turned up the radio to the Survivor tune. #ory was on his phone. Suddenly my phone vibrated. It was in my purse, so I reached down and in doing so I ground my pussy on my son!s very hard cock. I couldn!t deny it... I was incredibly aroused. I grabbed my phone and moved back again, unable to not grind my very wet pussy on him again and saw the te$t was my son. 0erple$ed, I clicked on it. W'y are you not (earing )anties*
I gasped again. <hough this time the music was too loud for my husband to hear it. I didn!t know what to say. & second message followed. W'y are you so (et*
I still didn!t know what to say. I was paraly'ed with indecision. bviously, I should stop this inappropriate talk in its tracks. et, I was incredibly horny and was not thinking like a mother or a wife but as a wanton woman. &s I stared at my phone, shocked by my son!s bra'en words, and yet e*ually turned on, I was startled as I felt #ory!s hands on my hips as he lifted me up. I leaned up slightly on the driver!s seat, bumping my husband!s chair. &le$ looked back and I said, trying to act casual even as my mind was mush, )Sorry, (ust changing positions.) )Sorry about this,) he apologi'ed. )It is what it is,) I replied, as I felt my son!s hands on my hips as he lowered me back down on his lap and...onto his cock;
I yelped in surprise and &le$ asked, as he turned down the radio, )ou okay) )es, I (ust got poked,) I weakly responded, unable to not say something naughty, an ama'ing pleasure coursing through me as my son!s, cock, which felt bigger than my husband!s, was buried in me, his hands firmly on my hips holding me in place. )kay,) he nodded, as he turned the radio back up as another eighties tune, %ryan &dam!s !Summer of <=!, began. I (ust sat there> still in complete shock that my son!s cock was buried deep in me. I (ust sat there> the urge to ride my son!s cock growing with every second it was inside me. I (ust sat there> wondering what my son was go ing to do ne$t. I (ust sat there> secretly wishing my son would take more co ntrol. I (ust sat there> worried that if my son did take co ntrol I would be unable to hide the obvious reality that we were committing incest (ust inches away from my husband. I (ust sat there and en(oyed the ride, every bump in the road creating a new pleasure as #ory!s cock would rise up inside me. I had to use all my will power to not moan, to not alert my husband to the incestuous adultery I was willingly committing. et, I was frustrated that my son who had been so bra'en to slide his cock in me, was now (ust sitting there reading his kindle as if his cock wasn!t buried deep in his mother!s bo$. I (ust sat there for over half an hour doing nothing but allowing myself to be teased like cra'y. I had to use all my willpower to not (ust give in the insatiable hunger to ride my son!s cock. I had to use all my willpower to not moan on every bump on the highway, especially when &le$ occasionally hit the warning bumps making my body tremble and my pussy *uake. I had to use all my willpower to not grind on his cock to get myself off, the teasing of a cock in me and not doing anything driving me nuts. &le$ startled me, my head clouded, when he announced, )Twelve miles to the ne$t stop.) This seemed to make my son finally take control. -e began to slowly lift me up and
down on his cock. I clenched my teeth to make sure I didn!t moan as a mi$ture of emotions went through me. ?$citement at my son finally taking control. -umiliation at the fact I was e$cited he was taking control. 0leasure as the slow fucking coursed through every pore of my being. +rustration that he wasn!t fucking me hard like I liked it, yet knowing there was no way that was a good idea. 8uilt as I was allowing my son to fuck me. Theoretically, when his cock was lodged in me I hadn!t let him fuck me. I had only allowed him to penetrate me. I know it was a technicality, but it was all I had left to grasp to... &nd now that was gone. My son let go of my hips, giving the decision to me. This was my chance to stop this. To lift my body up and allow his cock to slip out of my very wet pussy. To take control of this bi'arre situation. &nd I did take control. <hough not as a mother, but as a horny slut. I continued the slow motion riding that my son had been controlling. Suddenly, it wasn!t my son forcing me to ride him, it was me willingly riding him... although slowly, which only compounded my frustration as I knew I would never get off like this. I needed to bounce on his cock hard. I needed to ride it fast. I needed it slamming into me. I didn!t make love, I fucked. et, I couldn!t do any of those without giving away completely the shocking truth of what we were doing. Suddenly my phone, which I had put on vibrate, bu''ed in my hand. I looked at it. +uck, - love you, "ommy.
@eading those five words... reading the most sweet, endearing term for being a mother... and I was a mess. I couldn!t deny that I felt something so powerful as his cock slowly filled me, as I stared at those words. I loved him too. &nd this... this... whatever this was... only enhanced my love for him. I convinced myself that this wasn!t wrong; -ow could something wrong feel so right I was making my son happy, which is the goal of every mother... every Mommy. I struggled to te$t him too. - love you too, son.
¬her te$t. -/m going to come in you "ommy.
¬her te$t5 ust ri&e me a bit aster, "ommy.
¬her te$t5 lease, "ommy3
I wanted to make him happy. I wanted to get him off. I wanted to feel his cum shoot inside my pussy. So.... I began riding him faster, grabbing the back of my h usband!s seat slyly for support. I didn!t bounce on his cock like I desperately wanted to do, but I did move faster and did my e$pert move that always got my husband off, as I tightened my cunt muscles around
his stiff dick. &nd as it worked for my husband, it worked for my son... like father, like son, as I felt his cum suddenly fill my cunt. I let out an uncontrollable moan, made worse by the fact that my head was leaning on the side of the chair (ust inches from my husband. )ou okay) &le$ asked again. )9ust really need to pee,) I replied, as my son continued spewing inside me and I milked him for all I could. )& couple of minutes,) he promised. )kay,) I replied, leaning up, before adding the double entendre, )much longer and I may e$plode.) )I!m doing the best I can,) he said, knowing from years of travelling that when I say I have to pee... I have to pee. My son began bucking his ass up, fucking me now, making me tremble and gasp, )h, 8od.) )The car stop is in two miles,) &le$ said, pointing to a sign. )So close,) I replied, again a double meaning to my words, as I desperately tried to come without screaming and before we reached the car stop. #ory kept pumping his cock, not super2fast, or enough to make slapping sounds, but enough to have my orgasm building. I could feel the rush rising in me, knowing the inevitable eruption was close, when I saw the one mile sign. :rgency overwhelming me, I had to have an orgasm, I moved away from my husband, leaned back and began riding my son!s cock, while moving my hand to my clit. I was thankful the music was too loud for my husband to hear the sounds of se$ behind him as I bounced on #ory!s cock, desperate to orgasm. I could see the car stop in the distance, closed my eyes and rode and rubbed... and erupted. )8od,) I moaned loudly, holding onto the word long enou gh that I assumed my husband
would know I was coming right behind him as I was unable to not open my mouth as my orgasm hit me like a thunderstorm, my cum gushing out of me and onto my son!s cock and lap as I again grabbed the driver!s seat and pulled up, my son!s cock finally e$iting my overheated pussy. Thankfully, such a thought never occurred to him. "hy would it I was in the backseat with my son, as he said, clearly worried about my bladder, )Thirty seconds, honey.) )kay,) I weakly replied, as my orgasm ripped through me like a tornado. I could feel my son fumbling underneath me, likely putting his cock, which I (ust reali'ed I still hadn!t actually seen, away. I (ust closed my eyes and allowed the tornado of pleasure to spin through me, an orgasm as intense as any I had ever e$perienced. 0artly because my son!s cock was bigger than my husband!s> partly because of the taboo fact I had (ust fucked my son> and partly because of the cra'y reality I had (ust fucked my son in a car with my husband inches away. "hen he pulled in and stopped, my orgasm wasn!t complete. et, I had to look urgent, like I could pee myself at any moment, so I opened the door, more of my cum leaking down my leg, and got out of the car, glancing back to see my son smiling at me, his package safe and sound in his shorts... although a very clear stain of evidence visible if #SI was to investigate. I scurried into the washroom, the guilt and shame of my indiscretion and incestuous act suddenly hitting me like the summer heat. I... had... (ust... had... se$... with... my... son; In... our... car; "ith... my... apparently oblivious husband... inches... away; h... my... 8od; I... am... the... worst... mother... ever; "orse yet; It was ama'ing; I may have been a bad mother, but I was a very good Mommy; I got to the washroom and for the second time today I wiped my cum off my legs.
"hat had come over me "hy did I let my son do that to me I could blame the confined space, but truthfully nothing stopped me from pushing him out of me. +uck; Suddenly, he te$ted me5 4'at (as amazing, "ommy.
+uck; I te$ted back, my orgasm finally subsiding, as a mother5 4'at can/t 'a))en again333
-e didn!t respond. So as I finished cleaning up, I te$ted again5 -/m serious3
-e again ignored the te$t. I calmed down physically and suddenly reali'ed I was feeling completely dehydrated after the work out. I left the washroom and saw my husband and son chatting as they waited for me at a booth. "e ate lunch and although I was an$iety riddled the entire time, my son apparently had a poker face as he showed no inkling of what had transpired. I, on the other hand, had the guilt written all over my face. Twice &le$ asked if I was okay. I (ust feigned hunger. &fter lunch, and a lot of water, we prepared to continue the drive. &le$ had gassed up while I was in the washroom, so we were ready to go.
&gain, my trepidation overwhelmed me. 1ow what -ow could I sit on his lap again et, I couldn!t say anything and there was literally no alternative. So, I did. <hough this time, once the door was closed, I positioned myself leaning against the door and stretched my legs in between the two front seats. My pussy was impenetrable in this position. I had found the + ort Ano$ of pussy protection. &nd for an hour it worked. #ory read the new 9ames 0atterson book and I read the other new 9ames 0atterson book Bhe apparently puts out a new book more often than the @ed So$ loseC. Interestingly, #ory and I had a lot of common interests, including being avid leaders and both having the same favourite author in 9ames 0atterson. Sit in any one position for a straight hour, though, and the bum becomes numb. et, even though I was clearly uncomfortable I didn!t reposition myself, although I did begin to s*uirm a bit. Suddenly, my son!s hand rested on my knee, my dress hiked up enough to show a fair amount of leg for him. It didn!t move up, (ust rested there like a constant tease... a constant reminder. -e did move his hand to flip the pages every couple of minutes, although he didn!t try to move higher when he returned his hand. -e seemed oblivious to the impact it was having on me, a constant distraction, even though it wouldn!t have phased me at all a few hours ago. )-ow you guys doing back there) &le$ asked, a few minutes later. )My bum is numb,) I (oked, although it was the truth. )& tourist stop in three miles,) he said, )let!s pull over and take a little hike.) )Sounds good,) I said. )eah, I could use a stretch,) #ory agreed, looking at me for the first time in the entire drive. I *uickly looked away, like I was in grade seven and waiting for a boy to check yes or no on a note.
"hat had come over me ?ven though I had told him it couldn!t happen again. ?ven though he seemed to be respecting my assertion. I suddenly felt insecure and annoyed that he was ignoring me... I felt fifteen again. I (ust stared out the opposite window for the ne$t few minutes until we slowed down. nce stopped, I shifted around as my back was at the door. &s I did, my naked pussy again rested briefly on his cock, his again hard cock. My first thought was !how long has he been hard! My second thought was !why was it hard! My third thought was !-ow many times could he get it up) My fourth thought was !"hat the hell is wrong with me! I opened the door and got out. I stretched, thankful to be out in the fresh air... even if it was fucking hot and muggy. &le$ asked, )So do you guys want to go for a hike) )-ow long) I asked. -e walked over to the map and said, )There are two trails. ne is a mile, the other is three.) )& mile sure, three in this heat, no way,) I answered. #ory said, )I need to take a lengthy washroom break, why don!t you two go alone) )Sure,) &le$ said, taking my hand. "e began walking and I couldn!t help but glance back at my son to see if he was watching us... he wasn!t. ddly, that made me feel sad, which was, of course, ludicrous. &s we walked down the trail I had the sudden urge to show my husband I loved him. I needed to make up for my indiscretion by doing something to my oblivious husband. Twenty minutes in the hike, I saw a small side path and said, )+ollow me.)
-e said, )I don!t think this is a trail.) )I hope not,) I purred, trying to look se$y and with intent. & couple of minutes later, deep enough in the woods that we couldn!t be seen, I dropped to my knees and fished out his cock. I considered letting him fuck me, but I sure didn!t want him to know I wasn!t wearing panties. -e gasped, )Sarah, really here) )ou always say you wish I was more spontaneous,) I *uipped, which if he knew (ust how spontaneous I had been today he would likely keel over. 0lus, although we had a reasonable amount of se$ and I was very willing in the bedroom, I was not really a risk taker outside the bedroom. %ut insecurity, or belief that se$ was for the bedroom, seemed to be shattered after the e$hilarating, taboo se$ I had in the backseat of the car. Suddenly, I wanted to take risks. %efore he could say anything, I took his flaccid cock in my mouth. I love sucking cock... always have. "as a bit of a cock sucking slut in high school, deciding it was a good way to save my virginity for marriage. 0lus, I was good at it and actually liked the uni*ue feeling and taste of cum. f course, I ended up not saving my virginity for marriage, getting fucked at the first college party I went to by a college senior. )h shit,) &le$ groaned, )what has gotten into you) The answer to that *uestion was his son, bu t that definitely didn!t seem like a good answer. I pulled his cock out of my mouth and asked, )#an!t a wife show her husband she loves him by sucking his cock and swallowing his load) )es she can,) he laughed. )0lus, I!m hungry and your cum has a lot of healthy nutrients for a body,) I *uipped, taking his cock back in my mouth. )&nd for your comple$ion, too,) he added, having read somewhere that cum was good for a woman!s comple$ion and used it against me to give me the first of many facials many years ago. "hilel I!d rather swallow a load than take it o n my face, being a bit submissive I always (ust allowed &le$ to shoot his load wherever he wanted.
I protested, for the first time since my first ever facial, )Don!t you dare.) )"hat ou think #ory would be shocked) -e teased, sliding his cock back in my mouth. I thought to myself, !If you only knew.! et, I kept bobbing, feeling oddly e$hilarated doing it in such a public place. )I!m not going to last long,) he moaned, as I hungrily sucked his cock. I kept bobbing and was rewarded with a full load of his cum in my mouth, although he pulled out part way through and a small amount rocketed into my face. I gasped, )@eally) )I couldn!t resist,) he shrugged, as he slid his co ck back in my mouth. I milked the last remnants of his cum from his cock and sat back up and kissed him hard. "hen the kiss ended, he said, )"ell that was une$pected.) )I was hungry,) I shrugged. )"ell, I!m always willing to feed you,) he smiled back as he put his cock away. "e headed back down the trail and resumed the hike hand in hand. I don!t know how long it took, but eventually we returned to the beginning, and &le$ whispered, )ou should probably go to the washroom before we head out.) )8ood call,) I nodded, )I really have to pee.) )&nd maybe clean the cum off your face,) he added. )+uck, you let me wear it that whole hike,) I said, somehow forgetting it was on me. )"ell, you didn!t seem too concerned, and we don!t know anyone here,) he shrugged. )?$cept our son,) I pointed out. )"hich is why I mentioned it,) he said. )&sshole,) I playfully said, hitting him. )Maybe tonight,) he countered, occasionally fucking my ass.
)ou wish,) I *uipped back, even though I assumed we would indeed be fucking tonight. )1o, I know,) he said, slapping my ass. I went to the washroom, washed my face and went pee. I grabbed a 8atorade and a chocolate bar and returned to the car. My son and husband were leaning against the car chatting. I wondered how weird it would be if they were chatting about se$. I (oined them and asked, )@eady to go) )Sure,) #ory said, before adding, )ready to sit on my lap for a couple more hours) )@eady to have your mother s*uishing you for a couple more hours) I countered. )It!s been a tight s*uee'e,) he countered, smiling at me for the first time since our shocking act. I laughed, trying to be casual, feeling that my husband could somehow sense the se$ual tension between son and wife, )es, it!s like a hot bo$ back there.) #ory laughed, )It!s like a weight loss program back there.) &le$ said, )I!m sorry we hadn!t planned this better.) #ory (oked, repeating an earlier statement I had said, )It!s made for some special mom and son bonding.) )"ell get ready to bond some more,) he said, )It!s a good two to three hours until our late supper stop.) I couldn!t help but laugh and feel mortified at the reality of what my husband was actually approving potentially, especially when I looked at my son, who had a big smile on his face. "e were back in the car, I was back on #ory!s lap, this time on his right leg leaning against the bo$es. &gain, like last time, he ignored me for the first hour. &s I fidgeted, again uncomfortable, he asked, ):ncomfortable)
I nodded. -e nodded, )Me too,) and pulled out his cock from his shorts. )There, that is a lot better.) I stared at his semi2erect cock. I couldn!t take my eyes off it. -e pointed to my pussy. I looked back at him with confusion. -e moved his hand onto my leg and under my dress and directly to my wet pussy. I moaned softly, but thankfully the music covered it. I (ust sat on his lap and allowed my son to finger my pussy... which he did for a good five minutes... getting me hot and riled. -e then pulled his finger out and put it directly in his mouth. )Delicious,) he said, loud enough that my oblivious husband heard. )"hat!s delicious) &le$ asked. )The snack Mom shared with me,) #ory bra'enly replied. )Is there any left) &le$ asked. )1o, I ate it all,) #ory responded, as I remained stoic and ashamed. )I could use a snack,) my oblivious husband said, continuing the surreal conversation. )Me too,) I added, staring at my son!s cock and licking my lips with wanton intent. )Maybe ne$t car stop,) #ory suggested. )I!m definitely stopping,) &le$ said. )I could use a bathroom break anyway.) )8od, it!s hot back here,) #ory said, also taking his shirt off, suddenly showcasing his rock hard abs... something my husband had lost years ago. -e then took my hand and guided it to his cock. I should have resisted, but the invisible magnetic pull was too much.
I took it in my hand and stroked it, even as my husband could stare at me in the rear view mirror if he wished... although he would onl y see my hungry face. I wished I could suck my son!s beautiful, slightly curved cock, but that was literally impossible in the confined space. I had accepted, as I stroked and stared at his ma(estic cock, I was willing to allow my son to fuck me again. I wanted and needed that cock in me. I was ready to climb on top and go for a ride when &le$ said, )0ulling over.) -is words and the slowing car brought me back to reality like a cold shower. & reality that I was stroking my son!s cock and about to willingly ride him. I let go of his cock and to my surprise he didn!t put his cock away, as we rolled to a stop at a small town gas station. &le$ said, )+ive minute stop,) as he e$ited. )Two minute snack,) #ory said, opening the door, and ordering, )suck me, Mommy.) I gasped. I wanted to suck him, but couldn!t believe he wanted me to here, even though &le$ had conveniently parked in a secluded spot. )-urry up, Mommy,) he ordered, )we only have time for an appeti'er.) I *uickly got out of the car, overwhelmed with insatiable hunger and lust, turned around, and demanded, as I lowered my mouth onto his cock, )"atch for your father.) )es, Mommy,) he groaned, as I took most of his cock in my mouth. I bobbed *uickly, knowing that high school boys when I wa s young were *uick shooters. I would have liked to savour sucking his cock, I loved to worship a cock, but time was of the essence. So I furiously bobbed up and down, en(oying the groans coming from my son!s mouth. )I!m close, Mommy,) he warned and I bobbed faster making it clear he had permission to cum in his Mommy!s mouth. Then suddenly he said, )Dad; Dad; Dad;)
I *uickly left and saw &le$ with a small bag. -e asked, )ou have to pee, don!t you) )ou know me,) I shrugged, as I headed into the gas station and to the washroom. I did go pee and then looked in the mirror. "hat was coming over me I had no answer to the *uestion. I sucked my son in a gas station parking lot and was seconds from swallowing his load. +or someone who wasn!t really a risk taker, I had ridden my son to orgasm in the backseat of the car while my husband drove, I had sucked and swallowed my husband!s load on a secluded hiking trail and (ust now sucked my son. &nd he likely wanted me to finish what I started when we were back on the road. I returned to the car and both men were already in the car. I repositioned again on my son!s lap, his cock was already out and looking like it was e$pecting to get some tender loving care. I moved back on the same right leg I was on before we stopped. I liked being able to keep an eye on my husband and my son. &s soon as we were back on the highway, #ory pointed back to his cock and I wordlessly reached over and began stroking it, even as my husband had a conversation with me. )So about seventy miles and then we will stop for dinner and a hotel,) &le$ said. )Sounds good,) I said, again with a double meaning, )I!ll be starving by then, I may even have to have a nice (uicy T2bone.) )Me too,) &le$ suggested, which I had to bite my lip to not laugh. )"hat about you, #ory, what are hungry for) I asked, giving him a look that spoke volumes. -e moved his hand underneath my dress again and responded, his eyes never leaving mine, )h, I was hoping for fish.) &le$ never ate me out, he said it was gross and thus the idea of getting licked for the first time in a couple decades, and that had been by my college roommate during a drunken night in senior year, was very appealing. )I thought you didn!t like fish) &le$ asked. )I like one kind,) my son answered, never taking his eyes off me.
)"hat kind is that) &le$ asked, oblivious to the naughty innuendo he was accidentally participating in. I tried to change the topic, )Did you book us a hotel yet) &le$, never the planner, shrugged, )1ope.) +eeling a rush of e$hilaration at chatting with m y husband while simultaneously stroking my son!s cock, I asked, )Shouldn!t we) )There will be space,) &le$ blindly believed. )kay,) I shrugged, my focus at the moment on my son!s cock. )/ooking forward to living on your own, #ory) &le$ asked. )I!m going to have a roommate,) he pointed out. )h, right,) &le$ nodded, )are you looking forward to meeting h im) )I guess,) #ory responded, distracted by the way my fingers traced around his mushroom top. )-opefully you get along,) &le$ continued, trying to keep the dying conversation going. I asked, )"ho couldn!t love our sweet #ory) )es, I!m pretty much irresistible,) he *uipped. )Is that a good thing) My husband *uestioned. )Sometimes,) #ory answered. "e kept chatting for a few more minutes about trivial things until &le$ turned the music back up. )1eed to change positions) #ory asked. )I think so,) I nodded, never stopping stroking his cock or staring at it. -e patted his lap, as if putting the decision this time in my hands completely Bpun intended as I stroked his cockC. I took a pause and then I moved around, my back to him, my hand still on his cock and
straddled his cock. I paused again and then lowered myself onto his big hard cock. My pussy was on fire and it easily allowed my son!s cock to invade it again. nce I was entirely on his lap I (ust sat there, en(oying the feeling of being full again. The first time I was full of an$iety and we were rushed, not to mention I was having conflicting emotions. et this time, I was going to en(oy the ride. +irst, I (ust ground on his cock, moving my hips back and forth. "hile I did this #ory cupped my breasts for the first time. et, knowing that &le$ may be able to see me get felt2up by my son in the rear2view mirror, I moved his hands away. Thankfully, he didn!t try again. To my surprise, this position, and the slow grinding, was enou gh to get my son off, as without warning, a few minutes into the slow tease, I felt my cunt get coated in cum. I was disappointed, wanting to really en(oy the last hour of the drive. et, a minute later, when I finished milking his cum and went to get off him he held me in place. I looked back and he mouthed, )8ive me five.) I was like, !I love you!. nce &le$ was done, he was done... needing hours to reload his weapon. %ut #ory, young and virile, was able to not only reload *uickly, but stay hard while doing so. h, how I missed my younger college years. So I (ust sat on my son!s cock while watching the boring scenery pass by, waiting, impatiently, for #ory to be ready for round three. &le$ asked, )Still okay back there) )I was hoping for more action,) I answered, grinding back on #ory slightly. )eah, it!s a boring drive,) my husband agreed. )<hough the scenery is lovely,) #ory said, slyly cupping my breasts again. I slapped them away and said, )<hough it is hard to sit in one position for so long.) )-alf an hour,) &le$ said, before adding, )give or take.)
I almost *uipped, !hopefully give,! as I wan ted my son to give it to me, but I was able to refrain, instead replying, )8ood, because I am fa mished.) )+or T2bone) &le$ asked. )es,) I nodded, )a big thick T2bone.) &gain my husband was oblivious to the naughty se$ual innuendo. #ory wasn!t, though, as he bucked his hips up and his cock went deeper up me. I yelped, like I had the first time his cock filled me. )ou okay) &le$ asked, becoming a common *uestion. )h, (ust keep getting poked,) I said, which was true, as #ory slyly moved his ass up and down. )"e will try and reorgani'e tomorrow morning,) &le$ promised. )8ood idea,) I nodded, as I tried not to moan. )There must be a way to make it work,) he said. #ory added, )I!m okay, Dad. I!ve gotten very used to having Mom on top of me.) !M8! I thought to myself. -is words were so blunt. et, of course, &le$ didn!t catch on... nor should he. "hy would he think his son would be fucking his wife right behind him -e wouldn!t. )h, I love this song,) I said, when Starship!s !"e %uilt This #ity! came on, wanting the music turned up, wanting a distraction from the sounds I was about to make. My husband obliged my re*uest and began singing as well. I leaned up onto the car and began singing with him as I offered my pussy to my son. Thankfully, my son didn!t need to be instructed, as he began slowly fucking me. &le$ kept looking at me, en(o ying this moment of 6=4s duet singing as he sang the Mickey Thomas parts and I the 8race Slick pa rts, completely unaware his flesh and blood was fucking his wife. &nd I... which made me not only a bad Mom for allowing my son to fuck her, but a bad wife as I somehow got even more turned on knowing I was doing it with him right there. My orgasm was rising as the song was nearing its end an d I screamed, )h fuck,) when
my son surprised me by sliding a finger in my ass. )"hat!s wrong) &le$ asked, slowing down. )/eg cramp,) I lied, falling back onto his cock completely, as his finger pulled out as *uickly as it entered. )Should I stop) &le$ asked. )1o, no,) I said, as I began bouncing up and down on #ory!s cock, )I will (ust stretch it out.) )0oor #ory,) &le$ said, seeing me move up and down, unaware of what I was really doing. )I!m okay,) #ory said, as his hands went to my hips. )I!m not hurting you) I asked, trying to play along. -e laughed, )1o, it!s all good.) )/et me know if you need me to pull over for a few,) &le$ offered. )"ill do,) I nodded, when oddly enough I really got a leg cramp... fucking irony. I reluctantly moved right and up, #ory!s cock sliding out of me, and I said, )&ctually, we need to pull over.) )kay,) &le$ said, slowing down. )Sorry, #ory, I really need to get out and stretch my leg,) I apologi'ed, wanting him to know I did indeed have a leg cramp. )I could use a stretch too,) he added, putting his throbbing cock away, as his cum and my wetness leaked out of me. I wondered if I smelled of se$ and I grabbed my purse and pulled out some wet naps. &s soon as the car stopped, I got out and stretched my leg, which was still cramping. The men got out and stretched too. ):nder an hour,) &le$ said. )I know,) I nodded, )I!m all good, (ust got to get this cramp out.)
)1o hurry,) &le$ nodded, before he added, )I!m going to take a *uick piss.) &s soon as he went around the other side of the car, I *uickly began wiping my legs, even under my skirt, not worrying about the one car that drove by. I needed to get rid of the scent of se$. #ory coughed, which was a warning cough, and I *uickly tossed away the wet naps. &le$ said, )Shit, it really is hot today.) )%urning hot,) #ory agreed. I added, glancing to #ory, )The heat is stifling.) )@eady) my oblivious husband asked. )Definitely,) I nodded, keeping my ga'e on my son, implying that I indeed was looking forward to resuming what we were (ust doing. )&ll right, ne$t stop will be for the night,) &le$ announced. )Sounds good,) I said, as #ory got back in the car. nce in and back on the road, I fished out #ory!s cock as &le$ asked, )Maybe we can find a hotel with a hot tub.) )Definitely,) I agreed, my body definitely sore from the long day of confined space and, of course, confined fucking. I got #ory!s cock, which was still hard, out and positioned it back at my wanton cunt. #ory held my hips to keep me balanced as I lowered myself back on my son!s cock. nce he was all in, I (ust again sat on his cock, en(oying feeling full. Then I began slowly grinding him again, needing to get my pussy revved up again. I (ust closed my eyes and en(oyed the slow build as, ironically, %illy 9oel!s !"e Didn!t Start the +ire! played. &s my orgasm began building and I needed more, I decided to try a new position, I leaned to my right as far as I could go, lifted my ass up which had his cock slide out of me and pointed to #ory. #ory reali'ed what I wanted. +or him to move onto his side and fuck me that way. -e repositioned himself, my head now leaning on the bo$es and in plain view of my
husband if he turned to his right and looked over his shoulder... which he did. I smiled, )1ew position.) )I see,) he nodded. )h,) I moaned, ever so softly, as #ory!s cock slid back into me and then covering myself pointed, )-orses.) )ep,) &le$ nodded, as he tried to sing along with %illy 9oel. Meanwhile, my fire was flaming hot now as #od y slowly slid his cock in and out of me. I needed to reach orgasm and I needed to soon. The starts and stops had driven me cra'y and made me more desperate than ever to get off. I wiggled my ass slightly, implying I wanted it faster. #ory, thankfully, understood and began pumping in and out of me as a new song began, again an ironic one, Duran Duran!s !-ungry like the "olf!. &nd I was indeed hungry. )Didn!t you see Duran Duran live when you were a teenager) &le$ asked, looking back at me. )I did,) I nodded, as I tried to hide the feeling of pleasure that my face was likely showing. )ou okay) he asked again. )h, yes, I!m feeling great,) I said, )(ust can!t find the perfect position.) &gain, my words having two meanings. )I imagine there is no perfect spot back there,) &le$ said. )That is very true,) I nodded, )I can get comfortable and feel good for a while, but eventually I need a new position.) #ory!s finger teased my ass as &le$ said, )Maybe #ory can drive for the last twenty minutes.) I wanted to say, )!-e!s driving me right now!, but instead, with (ust the slightest whimper, my orgasm building, I again said something with two meanings, )"e are almost there.)
&nd I was. I (ust needed a few deep hard strokes. I again wiggled my ass. This time though #ory took that as permission to finger my ass as it slid rather easily inside. I winced slightly, the lack of lube giving me a slight burn. I loved anal se$, but usually that included a lot of lube. %ut my son!s cock fucking my cunt, and his finger fucking my ass had me close to eruption, as the thrill of doing something so naugh ty with my husband literally inches away somehow enhanced my desire. I closed my eyes, bit my lip and allowed the pleasure to build. Thankfully, &le$ didn!t talk to me and I was able to (ust en(oy the double fucking and finally my orgasm hit. Somehow I was able to keep the scream inside, even though every part of me wanted to scream out loud, as my cum flooded out of me and onto my son!s cock. #ory kept pumping in and out of me throughout my orgasm until I slapped h is hand imploring him to stop and moved up so his cock slid out of me, even as my wetness leaked out of me too. I pointed to my purse and he thankfully knew e$actly what I was implying. -e pulled out some wet naps and wiped my legs and pussy. &le$ turned back and said, )Ten minutes,) )Thank 8od,) I replied, now needing to get out of here before the scent of my sin enveloped the car. )our cheeks are really red, Sarah,) &le$ said, looking at me worriedly. )It!s really hot in here, I guess,) I replied, a viable e$cuse on this hot summer day. nce #ory was done cleaning up his Mommy, I moved back onto his lap and lean ed back on him utterly e$hausted. -e whispered in my ear, )I love you, Mommy.) I wiggled my ass in response, too tired to speak . ?ventually we were in the town and we found a hotel with a pool pretty easily. &le$ booked two rooms and after dinner, we all went for a dip in the pool.
"hile &le$ went to hit the sauna, #ory said, )So, once Dad is asleep I want you to come to my room.) )@eally) I asked, acting coy. )&nd I e$pect you in thigh highs,) he added, acting strong and firm, which was fucking se$y. )-ow do you even know I own thigh highs) I asked. )ou wear them all the time,) he pointed out, before adding, )and often your skirts are short enough I got glimpses of your lace tops.) )ou like nylons) I asked, something that his father loved. )-ow couldn!t I) he asked, ) you wear them every day... I have stared at them every d ay.) )@eally) I asked, surprised by this information. )I made Aaren wear them for me,) he added. )ou!re (ust like your father,) I said. )-e likes them too) he asked. )?specially foot (obs in nylons,) I revealed. )That I have never had done to me,) #ory said. )Mmmmmmm,) I purred, my foot going to his cock. )I can!t wait to fuck you on a bed,) he said bluntly. )Me too,) I nodded, )but I!m not sure I can sneak out of the hotel room.) )nce he is snoring nothing is waking him up,) #ory pointed out, which was true. )%ut still,) I said. )I wasn!t asking, Mom,) he said, )I am telling you.) )ou are, are you) I *uestioned coyly. )I am, Mother,) he nodded, )tonight you are mine.)
)our what) I asked, as I continued putting pressure on his stiff cock. )My Mommy2slut,) he answered. )+uck that!s hot,) I moaned, turned on by such words. &le$ came out and said, )I!m going upstairs.) )"e!ll be there soon,) I nodded, thinking maybe we could have some fun in the empty pool. )kay,) &le$ nodded, leaving us alone. &s soon as he was gone, I asked, )So, ever fucked in a pool) )&ctually I have,) he answered. )Slut,) I (oked. -e shrugged, )1ever did it in a waterslide though.) )-mmmmmmmm,) I purred. )"e would be pretty isolated up there.) )/et!s go,) he nodded, getting out of the hot tub. I followed him up the stairs. nce at the waterslide, he said, )n your knees, Mommy.) I obeyed, moving inside the waterslide tunnel. -e stood directly in front of me and I immediately pulled his trunks down (ust enough to g et at his big meat and took it in my mouth. )So good, Mommy,) he groaned, as I hungrily bobbed on his cock. I had no idea how long we would have alone in there so I focused on speed... even though I would have liked to give him a lengthy blow (ob. I sucked him for a couple of minutes, even deep throating him a couple of times, en(oying the moans from my son. Suddenly, the door opened downstairs. #ory sighed, )Shit, now you definitely have to come to my room tonight.)
)ou really want to come down Mommy!s throat) I asked. )&nd on your face and on your tits and on your ass and in your ass,) he listed. )1ow that would be impressive,) I smiled. )Aids are on their way up,) #ory said. )Then you!d better put your dick away,) I responded, as I slid down the waterslide. "e headed back to our hotel rooms with #ory saying one more time, )My room as soon as you can.) I smiled, )ou really are insatiable.) I returned to my room and &le$ was on the bed and clearly already on his way to snoo'e2 ville. I went and took a bath to wash off the chlorine. It was a long bath and gave me lots of time to replay this cra'y day. "hich gave me time to get horny again. I got out of the tub, dried off and returned to the room. &s e$pected, &le$ was already snoring away. I went to my suitcase and grabbed a pair of black thigh highs. I put them on in the bathroom, put on a hotel robe, grabbed a hotel key and snuck out of my room and into my son!s. I saw he had left the door slightly opened and I walked in... closing the door. -e was on the bed watching sports highlights completely naked. -e smiled, )%lack, my favourite colour.) )%ig, my favourite si'e,) I purred, looking at his flaccid cock. )/ike those tits you have been hiding all day,) he countered. )"hat) I asked, dropping the robe, )These) My son was speechless as he stared at my still very firm, very big, tits. )/ike) I asked. )I used to suck on those) he asked.
)?very day,) I nodded, moving to the bed, be fore asking, )Do you want to relive your youth) )8od, yes,) he nodded, as he knelt up and cupped my breasts with both hands. )Mmmmmmm,) I moaned. )1ow suck Mommy!s nipples.) -e did, swirling his tongue around my stiff nipple. )That!s it, baby, Mommy loves her nipples played with,) I moaned. -e surprised me a moment later as he grabbed me and tossed me on the bed. -e surprised me again when he spread my legs and buried his face between them. I moaned loudly on touch. It had been so long since a tongue touched my pussy that I was instantly in heaven. )our Dad won!t do this,) I revealed a couple of minutes into the tongue lashing. )&re you kidding me) #ory asked. )This is fine dining.) )Then get back to dinner,) I moaned, pulling his head back into my fiery pussy. -e licked me for a couple more minutes until my breathing was increasing and I knew my orgasm was close. )I!m a flooder,) I warned. -e responded by taking my clit in his mouth and I erupted. )h 8od, yes, baby.) -e hungrily lapped up my cum until I said, )Time for me to finish what I started earlier. Stand up.) -e did. I moved my stocking2clad feet to his cock and began stroking his cock. )h, this is nice,) he groaned. )I only buy pure silk nylons,) I e$plained. )So I feel,) he nodded, taking my feet and beginning to masturbate himself. )Don!t be wasting that cum,) I purred. )Does Mommy swallow) he asked.
)&re my nylons silk) I responded. )&nd does Mommy take facials too) he asked. )es, but I!d rather swallow every drop of your cum,) I responded, before adding, )as you fuck my face like the dirty Mommy2slut you have made me.) )Mmmmmmm,) he groaned, as I moved my feet away, dropped to my knees and took his cock in my mouth. )+uck, I love your mouth, Mommy,) he groaned. )&nd Mommy loves your cock,) I replied, before bobbing more. )h 8od, Mom, I!ve fantasi'ed about this forever,) he revealed. I instantly wondered how long forever was. I kept bobbing and in no time at all I felt his legs tense and he declared, )I!m going to come.) I bobbed faster and seconds later I was finally rewarded with a full load of cum... three times a charm finally. I kept sucking until every drop of his cum was e$tracted and he said, )8od, that was even better than I could have imagined.) )Do you imagine getting hard again and fucking your Mommy the old fashioned way) I asked, before clarifying, )n the bed.) )Maybe,) he said. )My *uestion was rhetorical,) I smiled, standing up and kissing him on the lips. I had fucked him twice, sucked him three times and even allowed him to finger my ass, but the kiss was intimate. ur tongues e$plored each other!s mouths and we fell onto the bed. +or an eternity we made out> our hands roamed. "e were not mother and son> we were two lustful adults e$ploring each other!s bodies. ?ventually, we ended up in a <=, a positon I had only done once, and that was with a girl. I bobbed on his cock, he licked my pussy and then, without words, he moved me onto my back, spread my legs and slid his cock in me while holding onto my nylon2clad ankles.
)h 8od, son,) I moaned, staring into his eyes, )I love you so much.) )I love you too,) he replied back, as he began fucking me. )8od, I wish I knew this when you still lived at home,) I moaned, his cock slamming into me. )Me too,) he nodded. )I never thought fantasy would become reality.) )&nd I never knew you had such a big dick,) I replied, bucking my ass up to meet his forward thrusts. )I still can!t believe I!m fucking you, Mom,) he said, the look in his eyes one of lust and love. )"ell, we better make every second count,) I replied. &nd we did. -e fucked me on my side. -e fucked me doggy style. I sucked his cock again and then fucked him reverse cowboy. &nd we ended the night back in the missionary position. I came first and he followed shortly after, this time by my stocking2clad feet as I gave him a foot (ob. -e came on my feet and I, still very fle$ible form my cheerleader days, moved my foot to my mouth and licked off his cum. -e groaned, )1ow that was hot.) )?verything today was hot,) I countered, as I scooped some more cum off the bed from the first rocket that shot in the air. )I do love you, Mom,) he said. )This was way more than se$.) )I know, #ory,) I nodded. )I know.) )So...) he began, suddenly nervous. )I probably should get back,) I said, )he will eventually wake up.)
