“Oh fuck, yeah. Nothin’ like gettin’ sucked off while you’re driving,” Jamal said, his eyes flicking between the road and Tanya’s bobbing head as he used that fuck-handle to piston her face up and down on his needy cock.
Elliott figured Jamal mustn’t have gotten off yet today because it didn’t take very long before he was forced to pull over to the side of the road and slam the van into PARK.
“All right now, go for it, Mommy. I’ve got a nice big load of gravy for you.” Jamal used two hands now to work Tanya’s head up and down, making her take more of his horse-like cock into her throat.
“Egghh… egghhh…”
The nasty sounds of her gagging didn’t prevent her from continuing to give off those pleasurable moans and whimpers as she feverishly sucked.
“OH FUCK… HERE YOU GO… GET IT ALL,” Jamal said as he started to come.
Elliott watched his mother go after his load like a wild-thing, her cheeks caving in as she sucked. She made a slobbery swallowing sound as Jamal filled her mouth, taking the first torrent of cum deep into her belly. She kept sucking, and Jamal kept coming, until she’d gotten every last creamy morsel down her throat and into her stomach.
“Oh yeah, that’s the way,” Jamal said as he slowly pulled back on the fuck-handle. Elliott watched as he paused with his mother’s lips at the tip of his cock, her tongue delving into the wet red eye to get that last pearly drop.
Jamal let go of her hair and, as if suddenly remembering where she was, Tanya guiltily climbed back into the passenger seat and faced forward. After Jamal zipped up and dropped the car into DRIVE, she reached up and started to take the scrunchie out of her hair.
“Just leave it,” Jamal instructed. “That pretty little mouth of yours is gonna get used again soon enough.”
A minute or two later the drive-in came into the view and Elliott was surprised to see Jamal go right past the main entrance where a number of cars were already lined up.
“I thought you said we were going to the drive-in,” Elliott said.
“We are. I know a guy.”
They’d barely gone a hundred yards past the main entrance when Jamal turned into a wide driveway with a big double gate facing the road.
“They open these gates and let cars come out this way at the end of the show,” Jamal said by way of explanation. “And, like I said, I know a guy.”
He’d barely finished speaking when Elliott saw a young black man step from the shadows at the side and open one of the gates from the inside. Once Jamal drove through and came to a stop, he closed the gate behind them.
Jamal leaned out his window as the man stepped next to the van. “Hey cuz, thanks for that.” He reached forward with a closed fist.
“No problem,” the young man said as he returned the fist bump before leaning against the window frame. “Hey, did you hear my dad just got out?”
“No way! What happened?”
“His lawyer found a technicality that had gotten fucked up in the arrest warrant. I think some paralegal on the prosecution side sent it the lawyer anonymously. The judge had to spring him on the spot.”
“Fuckin’ A. When did this happen?”
“Two days ago. He should be pulling into town in the next few days.” The young man paused as he looked into the van, his eyes raking hungrily over Tanya. “Things are still on for tonight, like you said?”
“Of course, cuz, of course.”
The young man turned his gaze to the back seat. “Zeke, Gunner. How’s it goin’?”
“Good. How about you, Kendrick?” Gunner said.
“I’m good,” he said before cutting his eyes back to Tanya. “But I think I’m going to be even better after tonight.”
Jamal let out a low chuckle as he tapped his cousin on the shoulder. “Okay, I’ll see you later. I don’t want to miss the start of the show.”
“All right, man, I’ve gotta help the projection guy get things set up. See you soon,” Kendrick said before slipping away into the night.
Jamal manoeuvered the van to the back row, where there were already a few vans and a couple of pick-up trucks staggered here and there. He pulled to a spot a decent distance from the others, and then shut things down, but not before tuning the radio to the broadcast channel for the movie. Darkness had fallen, and just as Jamal got the radio set up, the overhead lights dimmed, signalling that the show was about to get underway. The van was enveloped in darkness.
“Perfect timing,” Jamal said as the pre-show cartoons ended and the trailers came on. He looked in the rear-view mirror at his two friends. “Okay, I’ve already gotten my first load off but I’m gonna need to blow another one pretty soon. Are you guys gonna take her in the back, or what?”
“Fuckin’ right,” Gunner said. “Yeah, this one’s been buildin’ all day and I need to get rid of it, fast.”
“Elliott, shift to the side,” Zeke said.
Gunner had opened the side door and gotten out, closing the door behind him. When Elliott shifted over, Zeke reached behind the bench seat and did something with his hand. The next thing Elliott knew, the centre section of the seat folded down leaving a sizable gap that fed into the empty part of the van behind. Gunner opened one of the two rear doors of the van and Elliott saw his husky silhouette as he crawled inside.
“Turn the lights on back here, Jamal. It’s blacker than your ass.”
“Yeah, you two white boys are gonna need all the help you can get to find those puny dicks of yours.” Jamal flipped a switch on the dash. Elliott saw two dome lights mounted on the sides of the rear part of the van come in, bringing a dull muted light to the rear compartment. Elliott peered over the back of the seat. The floor of the rear compartment had a mattress almost filling it. It was a bare mattress, with numerous stains. There were two pillows near the top, just behind the bench seat. There were no covers on the pillows either, and he could see that they were as badly stained as the mattress.
“C’mon, babydoll,” Zeke said as he turned towards Tanya and took her hand. “The shows about to start, and you’re the main attraction.”
Elliott felt a shiver run down his spine as Zeke helped his mother as she crouched down and made her way between the two front seats, and then stepped over the folded-down portion of the bench seat. As soon as she made it through, Zeke scrambled into the back after her. There wasn’t a lot of headroom in the back, and all three of them were on their knees on the raggedy old mattress. Gunner and Zeke started undoing their pants.
“Okay, blondie,” Gunner said, “get down on your back and spread those legs of yours. Me and Zeke are gonna start fillin’ you up.”
Elliott gasped as he saw his mother obediently comply. She pushed the pillows together and lay down on her back, her legs pointing towards the rear of the van. She drew her knees well up and then let her legs roll open to the sides, the dome lights on the side panels making her shimmering legs glow in the muted light. Zeke and Gunner had their pants fully off by now and tossed them over the seat next to Elliott, making sure they were out of the way. He was surprised that the boys left their t-shirts on as they moved in on his mother, Gunner between her spread legs and Zeke near her face.
“Oh yeah, she’s soaking wet,” Gunner said as he took his hand and nudged the broad flared head of his cock between her slippery labial gates.
“Her cunt’s always sopping wet, just like this hot mouth of hers,” Zeke added as he leaned forward and plugged his cock deep into Tanya’s waiting mouth.
“Come on, Elliott, come on up here and watch the movie with me.”
Jamal’s voice made Elliott turn. Wanting to keep in Jamal’s good books, he squeezed himself back through the gap and sat in the passenger seat. The van started rocking as Gunner and Zeke really started to give it to his mother. The squeaking and thudding sounds reminded Elliott of his mother’s old bed, and how often he’d heard those sounds over the past week as they’d fucked her time and time again.
“This movie’s pretty good. Great special effects,” Jamal said.
The only special effects Elliott had on his mind were those coming from the back of the van. He couldn’t concentrate on the movie at all. He kept looking over his shoulder through the gap in the back seat. He could see Zeke in profile, flexing back and forth as he fucked his mother’s face. And beyond Zeke, he could see Gunner facing him straight on. The muscular blonde boy now had Elliott’s mother’s slender ankles in each hand, holding her legs spread wide apart like a wishbone. Elliott could see Gunner’s hips slam forcefully into his mother as he fucked her, the nasty wet slapping sound echoing off the van’s metal walls. The boys were still in their t-shirts, but then again, his mother was still in her dress. The way it was scrunched up around her midsection made it impossible for Elliott to see Gunner’s thick cock when he had it buried deep, but when the blonde boy drew backward, Elliott could see the tumescent white shaft glistening with her juices.
“Ehhmmm!… Ehhmmm!…”
A high-pitched moan came from the back of the van, and Elliott knew his mother was coming. The sound was muffled by Zeke’s cock as the slender boy kept working her mouth from the side, sawing his rigid prick back and forth between her pouty lips.
“There’s her first one,” Gunner said.
“But not her last,” Zeke replied as he gripped her head tightly and vigorously fucked her face.
Elliott knew the boys were right about his mother, and it was only a couple minutes later before she came again. Her body thrashed about as they continued to use her, working over two of her holes with big, thick, teenage cocks.
“Are you close?” Gunner asked Zeke a minute or so later.
“Yeah, man. This mouth of hers is fucking amazing.”
“Okay, let’s fill her up.”
Elliott watched as both boys really went after her. He thought the van was going to bust a spring, the way they were fucking her so hard at each end.