I ignored her question. “She has some hair down there. She’s not smooth like you, Mom. That’s really sexy.” I slid a second finger into her, “Open your legs wider, Mom.”
She whimpered softly, spreading herself open for me. “Somewhere in there, we kissed for the first time,” I explained, and I let go of Mom’s breast so I could pull her face to mine. I kissed her, pushing her lips open with my tongue, pressing against her teeth until she accepted me. My head felt like it was going to explode. I fingered her harder, feeling her respond, so much like her sister. I pulled my lips away. “I made her come for me. I made her come really hard.” I kissed her again, more possessively. I had two fingers deep inside of her, and her whole body was rocking against the fierce fingering I was giving her. I squeezed her pussy, while tugging on her nipple. She finally stopped all resistance, and let me play with her pussy to my heart’s content. Our lips never separated, and she kissed me back with more passion than I ever could have dreamed of. I was hard on her pussy, pounding into it, squeezing it. I alternated between rubbing her clit and fingering her. She bit my lip then pulled away, throwing her head back, and moaning. Thank God for Pink Floyd. Nobody was the wiser.
After she’d come for me, I caressed her pussy, sliding a single finger inside, stroking her gently, rubbing her clit softly.
Mom lifted her head, and looked at me. “You’re pretty good at that, you know?”
“Did you and Colin do anything like that?” I asked.
She shook her head. “Not even close. He spent the whole time playing with my tits, outside my shirt, and then for a while inside. Toward the end he kept trying to rub between my legs, and I finally let him, but that’s as far as it went.” She was whispering and I could barely hear her. She sounded nervous. “He was hard for me from the moment I first sat in his lap. Do you know how aggravating it is to have somebody tease you for an hour? I was ready to scream by the time we pulled over.”
“Why did you let him?” I asked.
She sighed. “I guess it was payback. I knew, I just knew she was going to let you take liberties. Hell, she had your face between her tits in broad daylight. I had no idea how far she’d go. And that poor boy is so smitten with me. I know it drives her crazy how he his around me. She even caught him beating off to a naked picture of me. Now I close my blinds whenever he’s around. I wasn’t really thinking through things. But if you were going to play with her tits, I was going to let him play with mine.”
I pulled my hand out of her panties, and rubbed her softly on the outside of them. “Do you want to know the rest?”
She nodded.
I grabbed the sides of her shorts, and pushed them down her legs. She lifted her hips up and they slid over her bottom easily. She took over from me and pushed them over her knees letting them fall to the ground.
Fuck. Mom was naked. This was even better than with Aunt Marie.
“I don’t know if you could do what she did next. Aunt Marie is awfully flexible.”
“How? What did she do?” She sounded irritated.
“She turned around and straddled me.”
Mom looked hurt. “Like I couldn’t do that? Please! Have some faith in your mother.”
It was actually easier since we had more room to work with, and it only took her a few seconds to get spun around. I positioned her legs properly, and before she sat down on me, I pushed my shorts down around my ankles.
Mom had paused midway, and spoke to Dad. “How are you holding up, Harold?” She practically had to yell.
Jesus! Mom was completely naked, straddling me, and decided that was the time to hold a conversation with Dad.
He turned the music down. “Not bad, I’m not nodding off or anything. Another half-hour or so. If we don’t hit any more traffic.”
“If you get too tired, let me know. We can trade off.”
I had my hands around her, feeling up her full ass. Damn she was fine!
Dad laughed. “Right. Like I’m gonna sit on Jeremy’s lap.”
“Or he could sit on yours,” Mom teased, before allowing me to pull her down into my lap.
“Not on your life.”
“You know, Jeremy could drive, and I could sit on your lap,” she teased.
“Damn it, woman, don’t tempt me!” I heard him laugh. “God, that is tempting though.”
He seemed to be seriously pondering it. “No, I couldn’t trust myself. You guys doing alright?” he asked.
“Wonderfully. We’re having the best chat. I told him all about us, the early years.”
“I hope you didn’t tell him ALL about us,” he laughed.
“Not all. But I think he’s going to be looking at you differently from now on.”
“Jesus. I knew this was a bad idea. Don’t believe everything she says, son.”
I laughed. “I believe every word that comes out of her mouth. And all I’ve got to say is, ‘You da man, Pop!'”
“Very funny. So y’all are Ok for another 30 minutes?”
“As long as it takes, Dear,” Mom answered sliding her hips forward and pressing against my stiff shaft.