Alex was still lounging in the tub when I walked in, shrugged off my robe and began to put on a sundress.
Alex asked, “A little cool out there for a light dress, isn’t it?”
“Maybe,” I shrugged, before adding, “but I’m feeling a little bloated, so I don’t want to wear jeans.”
“Too much ‘yummy cummy’ in your tummy?” Alex joked.
I laughed at his cutesy question, “Maybe.”
“No panties?” he asked.
“My naughty secret, just for you,” I shrugged.
“You’re so bad,” he said.
“Just the way you like it,” I winked, as I leaned down and kissed him before waltzing back out.
As soon as I was back in the room, Cory handed me a pair of thigh highs. “You can put these on in the car.”
“Yes, Master,” I saluted, curious where he was taking me. He hadn’t said a word about that, either to Alex or me.
I followed him outside and was surprised to see how dark it had gotten by just after nine. As Alex had mentioned, it had also cooled down substantially.
I asked as we got to the car, “Where are we going?”
“Not far,” he said, leaving it at that.
I got in the backseat where there would be more room for me to don my stockings, and Cory took the driver’s seat. As he drove, I put on the thigh highs and saw a black bag on the floor. I reached down towards it and asked, “What’s in the bag?”
“Don’t you dare touch that,” he ordered. “That’s tomorrow’s surprise.”
“Fine,” I sighed. I then repeated, “Where are we going?”
“To make another one of your fantasies into a reality,” he answered.
“You got the gangbang to happen?” I asked, my pussy leaking at the exciting thought.
“Not exactly,” he said, before adding, “I think there only being a single hotel room was a sign the gangbang was a mistake.”
“How so?” I asked.
“The more I thought about it, the more I wasn’t sure I wanted to share your sweet pussy and tight ass with any other guys; I don’t even like the idea of Dad fucking you.”
“He almost never does,” I sighed.
“Good,” he said, sounding jealous. “But I did find a way to make another of your fantasies turn into a reality.”
“And which one is that?” I asked, as he pulled into a strip mall on the edge of town. My eyes widened in anticipation when I saw it contained an adult store. Maybe with some horny men inside?
“You’ll see,” he said mysteriously as he parked.
Once we were out of the car he took my hand, which sent a romantic chill up my spine, and led me into the adult store.
I could see quickly that sex toys had advanced immensely in recent years as he led me through row after row of toys and then down a narrow hallway. As soon as we entered a room at the end, I could tell what he had in mind.
I was in a glory hole!
My pussy tingled with anticipation!
I asked, “So you don’t want strangers fucking Mommy’s cunt, or pounding Mommy’s asshole, but you’re okay with strangers filling Mommy’s mouth?”
“For some reason yes,” he nodded. “I am.”
I said, “I doubt we’ll have much time before your father calls to find out where we are.”
“Then let’s not waste any.” He reached for me, raised my dress over my head to leave me totally naked except for my thigh highs and shoes (I hadn’t worn a bra, either) and informed me, “It’s time to taste you directly from the source. I haven’t had that pleasure since last night.”
“Mmmmmm,” I purred, “you want to taste your Mommy?”
“I’ve been craving your authentic home cooking all day,” he answered, as he sat me down on a cheap stackable chair covered in cracked plastic, and then knelt down and began to lick me. At the first touch of his tongue we could have been in a palace for all I cared about the surroundings.
“Dine away,” I invited him, as I watched him bury his face deeper between my legs.
He licked me for only a moment before I began moaning, as he reignited the orgasm he’d left smouldering in the hotel room. “That’s it baby, lick Mommy’s cunt.”
“Oh God,” a voice groaned from nowhere. “Are you two really Mom and son?”
I nervously looked around and noticed that there wasn’t one, but two glory holes, each on opposite walls.
I asked the voice, “Hello, young man. Do you want to fuck your Mommy too?”
“Oh shit,” the stunned young voice said as I saw a wide-open eye staring unbelievingly at my naked body. (I knew he wouldn’t be allowed in the store if he were younger than legal age; we were just roleplaying.)
“Show me your cock, stud,” I ordered.
The staring eye disappeared and a small cock popped into view.
I moaned, “Is your cock hard because you’re thinking of fucking your own Mommy?”
“God, yes,” he purred.
Cory finally rose to the occasion, rising from between my legs, “Go ahead, Mom. Suck his dick.”
“Yes, son,” I said, playing to our audience of one. “I always obey my son like a good Mommy-slut should.”
Somehow talking so nastily, especially in front of a witness, enhanced my excitement as I strolled over to the small cock, bent over, leaving my pussy and ass available for my son should he wish to indulge, and took the small, but very hard, prick in my mouth.
“Oooooooh,” the guy groaned.
I bobbed quickly on his cock, easily able to deep throat his not quite five-inch tool.
I liked the thrill of the glory hole, but I hoped to experience some cocks bigger than this one.
“Pussy or ass, Mom?” Cory asked suddenly, his hands on my bare hips.
I took the anonymous cock out long enough to answer, “My holes are all yours son, fuck your mother anyway you’d like.”
“You’re not really mom and son, are you?” the small-dicked guy asked.
“He came out of my cunt eighteen years ago and now he likes going back in there every chance he gets,” I answered bluntly, “he’d live in there full-time if life didn’t get in the way,” as Cory’s cock filled my fevered pussy.
“Fuck is that hot,” the guy groaned, as I took his cock back in my mouth, confident he would shoot his load very soon.
And soon he did, spewing his cum into my mouth and down my throat. I bobbed until his entire load was deposited in me and then said, “Thanks, son. Such a good boy.”
“Thank you, ma’am,” he replied weakly.
Cory kept fucking me for a bit until he mentioned, “There’s a cock in the other hole if you’re still hungry.”
“I’m famished for cock,” I answered, as I looked behind me to see a massive black cock inhabiting the hole. I added, “And I’ve never had a chocolate one.”
“I figured you’d like to have your sweet tooth satisfied,” he said, as he lifted me upright, his cock somehow staying lodged deep in my pussy as we lock-stepped across the room and arrived next to the long, thick, black cock.
I took my new acquaintance in my hand and gasped, “It’s so big.”
“Suck it, white bitch,” the black man’s voice ordered abruptly.
I didn’t need to be told twice, as I opened my mouth and obeyed some unknown black stranger with a huge cock.
“Oh yeah, worship my cock,” he groaned, before adding, “all you white bitches love it.”