She tried to look innocent. Kind of hard to do, half-naked with my cock buried inside her. “You don’t think I should? Besides, look who’s talking. ‘Last 15 minutes?’ ‘I’ll try’?”
I pulled her back to me, sliding my hands inside her shirt, hugging her tightly, and screwed her. “I’m not going to last much longer,” I confessed.
“That’s alright baby. Finish inside Mommy. Fill your naughty Mommy’s pussy. I need your cum, sweet baby-boy.”
Too much. Pulling out the ‘Mommy’ card was totally unfair. I was right. I didn’t last another minute before exploding inside of her. I came bullets, coming so hard I thought my insides would start pumping out any second. Mom started to shift in my lap, and I pulled her back hard. “Don’t.”
“We’re going to make a mess, sweetie.”
“I’m not done yet. We’ve got at least 10 more minutes,” I told her.
Mom looked around and I watched her reach for the suitcase beside us. She eased the zipper open, and slipped her hand inside. A few seconds later she fished out a t-shirt, and slid it under us. She opened her legs, bringing them back around mine, opening herself to me. “That’ll help. You sure you don’t want to stop?”
I was sliding in and out of her, just a little. I concentrated on the feeling, willing myself to stay hard, thinking about what I was doing. I was inside my Mom. I was balls deep in her tight pussy. Hot, wet, Mommy pussy. Full of my cum. I reached for her tits, and squeezed them. My Mom’s tits. Her wonderful full tits. I pinched her nipples, feeling their hardness, tugging on them. My Mom’s hard nipples. Hard for me.
And, thank you God, I was hard for her. Again.
I slowly fucked her, and teased her tits mercilessly. I had both hands back inside her shirt, and nibbled on her neck. “God, Mom. This is incredible. I can’t believe how good it feels to be inside you,” I whispered.
“Don’t stop. Just like that. You’re going to make Mommy cum again. I’m going to cum all over your big fat hard cock. Make Mommy cum for you, baby.”
I twisted her nipples, making her gasp. My cock was a steel rod, piercing her endlessly. In and out. Driving as deeply as possible. Feeling the cool air on my wet shaft each time I pulled out. I moved my lips to her ear, and nibbled her lobe, taking it between my teeth. She was trembling and I heard her whimper when I thrust into her harder.
I thought about what it would be like to have her on a bed, free to move around. Pounding my cock into her from on top, or from behind. Maybe even in her behind. Especially into her nasty hot behind.
I could smell our sex, and only hoped the open roof was doing its job.
“God Mom, I could fuck you forever,” I whispered. I grabbed her thighs and lifted her up, so I could get more action. She was so slender, so small, she felt like a toy in my hands. A hot sexy toy I could play with to my heart’s content.
That did the job. The extra inch or two was exactly what I needed. Up and down I forced her onto my cock, slamming into her as best I could. I could feel her thighs trembling. Faster and faster I went, hammering her, straining at the effort, but willing to die, just to fuck her faster, harder, better.
She pulled her hand up and I watched her press her forearm to her mouth, just in time to smother her cry as she came for me. My Mom was coming on my cock. It made me want to fuck her even harder.
She lifted her feet up and put them on the dashboard, looking too damn slutty for words. She lifted her ass up, giving me room to work. It was perfect, allowing me to use my full length on her. I looked out the window and saw we’d turned off the highway, we were on the home stretch, just a few miles to go. I hated for it to end.
I reached between her legs, and felt where I was sliding inside of her. Inside my incredible Mom. It was all too perfect to believe. “I’m fucking my Mom,” I said softly, giving words to my thoughts.
“Yes you are, you naughty little pervert,” she teased.
I felt us slowing down, and looked out the window. We were pulling into CVS, just a couple of miles from our house. Mom pulled her legs down quickly, straightening her shirt. My cock was still lodged inside of her, so close to coming it was maddening.
“Why are we stopping, honey?” she asked, while she reached down under the seat, searching for her shorts.
“I thought we should get a few items, since our frig is practically bare.” He explained, turning off the engine, the sudden quiet unnerving.
Damn. We were so busted.
“Harold. I look horrible! And I’m not dressed for shopping.”
I heard his door open. Mom and I struggled to adjust ourselves to look at least partially reasonable. We both adjusted our shirts, and I watched Dad walk around the front of the car, coming over to our window. I pulled my shirt down as far as possible, trying to hide the fact that I wasn’t wearing my shorts. Hopefully the dark would cover for us. Jesus, I was still ridiculously hard, and deep inside Mom. Not good. I rolled the window down.
He leaned on the windowsill. “Milk, bread, juice. Anything else you can think of?”
Mom smiled. “Eggs and bacon, for breakfast. I’ll go shopping tomorrow.”
Dad nodded. “Ok. I’ll be right back. Later, you’re going to have to tell me what you’ve been up to.”
I felt myself sweating. How much did he know?
He winked at me. “Penny, huh? So you tell your Mom all your secrets, but not your hunting buddy?”
I laughed, my nervousness immeasurable. I almost gasped when I felt Mom’s tight pussy clutch at my cock. “She started it, Dad.” I leaned closer to him, keeping my voice down. “Have you seen your sister’s Ass? God Almighty!”
His eyes almost popped out of his head. I watched him turn bright red. “Jesus, Alice! What have you guys been talking about?”
She laughed. “Lots. It’s Marie’s fault. I had to explain some stuff to Jeremy, before things got carried away. We’ll talk about it later. I promise.”
I had my revenge on her, pulsing my cock inside of her, while she tried to explain herself.
“You bet your ass we’ll talk about this later,” he grumbled.
I hugged Mom tightly, pushing into her, right under Dad’s nose. “Dad, it was great. We really had a nice talk. You have no idea how great it was to have her open up to me.” I looked over at her. “I’ve never felt closer to her than I do now.”
I pumped my cock, and felt the responding squeeze from my Mom.
Dad straightened up, reaching in and tousling my hair. “Don’t believe everything your Mom says,” he laughed. “She tends to romanticize things. But I’m glad you too got along so well. I was a little worried, to be honest. Things could have been awkward, you know?”
“Hurry back, Dear,” Mom said. “I think poor Jeremy’s lap is about worn out.”
“I’ll be back in a sec.” He walked off, straightening his shirt and sweats.
Mom looked over at me, and put her finger to her lips, hushing me. She leaned to my ear. “Quiet.”
“You Ok back there?” She asked loudly.
Colin answered. “We’re good, Aunt Alice. Mom’s still napping. Thanks.”
I was lifting her up, pushing into her. In the parking lot at CVS. Jesus, I was out of control.
“Hurry now,” she whispered to me. She leaned forward, raising her hips for me.