The wind blew through the open windows of the van, ruffling Felicia's hair, cooling her down in the intense August heat. She felt marvelous more alive than she had in years, and it was all due to her sexy son. She turned to look at him, slouched into a comfortable position behind the steering wheel, his tanned chest bare, the tops of his slim hips visible over the waistband of his loose cut-offs.
Smiling, she reached over and laid her hand on the bulge of his thigh, thrilling to the warmth. of him. He returned her smile with.a wink and sank lower in his seat, spreading his legs farther apart so she had easier access to his prick.
How much our relationship has changed, she thought as she began to caress him, running her fingers up and down his inner thigh. Just a few days before, he had been confused and frightened by her advances, and now, after two days of wild fucking, he couldn't keep his pants on around her.
She could feel him squirming now, could see the lump of cock meat swelling in his shorts. Growing bolder, she slid her fingers up the loose leg of his cut-offs, so her fingernails just grazed his nut sac.
"Mmmmm," Chuck groaned, wriggling his ass cheeks into the seat. He reached for her hand and placed it on his fly.
Felicia hesitated for a moment. They were hurtling down the highway at seventy miles an hour, and the distraction of her fondling his cock would be dangerous. But that was what was so thrilling about it. Never had she done such a thing playing with a man's cock in the car in broad daylight not even with her husband.
He pressed on her hand; she could feel his prick, hard and throbbing beneath it, and all at once, she made up her mind. She pulled down the tab of his zipper, then began wrenching at the waistband of his shorts. Chuck raised himself off the seat so she could push them down past his thighs, revealing the strip of pale skin around his hips and groin, the golden patch of his cock hair and his huge prick.
He grabbed her hand again, his eyes on the road now, and placed it on his pulsing cock. It was warm, pulsing with blood, and she shivered with lust at the touch of it. Grasping his prick finally, she slid her hand down the length of the shaft to the hard bulbs of his nut sac, then pumped up toward the purplish cock head.
"I like that, yeah.. "Chuck sighed, shifting slightly, his excitement growing as she stroked him again, this time exerting more pressure on his sensitive prick.
The rubbery texture of his hard-on, its warmth, and the lovely shade of purple it turned when it was excited, stimulated Felicia' s senses so much that saliva began to collect in her mouth, drooling out the corner. She was hungry for his cock. There was nothing she wanted more than to taste all that luscious prick meat. Licking her lips, she leaned over, avoiding the stick shift, so that she was half out of her seat, her face hovering over her son s crotch.
She loved the odor that wafted up to her a yeasty, gamey smell that went to her head like good wine, so that she was half-drunk breathing it in. She pressed her lips to the tip of his prick and kissed it tenderly, then playfully stabbed the tip of her tongue into the cleft in the head.
"Good," Chuck sighed, squirming with delight. "That's it, Mom, suck me."
Felicia was only too glad to oblige. Mound and around his cock head. she swirled her tongue, probing the fleshy seam between knob and shaft, dwelling on the underside, where he seemed more sensitive. She could tell by the way he sighed and lurched how much she was turning him on, and this excited her.
Rich cunt sap began to flow from her pink gash as her desire grew. She could feel the aching need deep within her, could feel her clit swelling with blood, itching to be manhandled.
But she tried to forget about her pussy for the moment and concentrate on Chuck's delicious cock. She puckered her mouth so that she could really suck him, and gradually, she took in his cock head, then inch after inch of his big shaft. When his cock head nudged her throat, tickling against her tonsils, she started coughing and sputtering. But she'd had lots of experience sucking her husband's cock, and she managed to control herself, shifting the angle of her head, inhaling deeply and deep-throating all of her son's marvelous prick meat so that his balls were pressed against her lips and chin.
"Oh, Jesus Christ!" Chuck groaned, lurching so violently that he momentarily lost control of the car and swerved into another lane. A horn blasted an angry warning, and Chuck quickly steered the car back into the left lane.
Felicia was so startled, she nearly bit into Chuck's cock, but she stopped herself, her teeth only lightly grazing his prick base. The close brush with what might have been a serious accident had sent her heart thumping heavily in her chest; had aroused her to a high state of alertness, and this sudden increase in energy was quickly turned into desire. She sucked harder on his cock, sliding her idle hand beneath her dress and tearing at the waistband of her panties so she could diddle her pulsing clit.
Frantically, she scrabbled through the dense thicket of her cunt hair till she found her cit. Then she began pressing on it with her index finger, twirling it around and around, mashing it hard into her groin.
At the same time, she began to ease back off Chuck's cock, revealing inch after inch of his saliva-soaked prick until only the head lay nestled in her hot mouth. This she played with, tickling it with her tongue, laying and sucking it while she handled his balls and continued to jack on her cunt.
When Chuck tore his eyes torn the road and stole a glance at his mother, he was overwhelmed by the lewd vision she presented. Her tits heaved beneath the flimsy material of her dress, and her thighs quivered with sexual tension as she poked two fingers up her hot cunt. She was so wild and hot that her cock sucking was becoming sloppy and she finally let Chuck's prick slide from her mouth.
For several moments, she finger-fucked herself crazily, tossing her head from side to side as she stirred up a storm of sensation between her sleek thighs. But just as she felt herself approaching an orgasm just as she felt ready to leap into a good come she remembered her duty. She stopped her finger-fucking and turned once again to the needs of her son.
Grabbing the boy's gorgeous cock, she got into the position she Was in before, so she could take his whole prick down her throat. This time, she flexed the muscles of her neck and throat around all his sensitive fuckmeat, and Chuck began shaking with desire. His mother's marvelous technique was like nothing he had ever experienced before. The pressure on his cock, the velvety smoothness of her warm, clasping throat were creating unbearable pleasure and desire.
"Aaah! My God! My God!" he cried out, and with the last fleeting seconds of control, he pulled the van onto the shoulder of the road, lifted up on the emergency brake, and let go with a heavy load of cum down Felicia's throat.
His jism came in a big gush, and Felicia thrilled to the excitement of it. It tickled her throat as it slid down into her belly, and she scratched at her clit and pumped her cunt even harder, so that she came only moments after Chuck did.
His prick began to shrivel almost immediately, and as it slid from her mouth, she rested her face on his moist thigh, rasping Jo catch her breath, feeling him fighting for air, too.
The cars whizzed past them on the freeway, and Felicia hoped to God none of them stopped to help, particularly a highway patrolman. She had a vision of how she and her son would look to anyone who might come by half undressed, her finger stuck up her cunt, her boy's limp prick lying next to her mouth on his thigh. This struck her as funny suddenly, and she began to chuckle, the chuckle gradually turning into a full, throaty laugh..
At first, Chuck looked confused, not knowing what she could possibly be laughing at. But then the corners of his mouth tugged upward, and he, too, saw the humor in their situation. He began to laugh, and they laughed together like that for several minutes.
Finally, when the laughing fit had passed, they looked at each other, their eyes sparkling, and without a word, straightened their clothing. When it was safe, Chuck eased the van onto the road, and they continued their journey to the family cabin, up by Lake Tomaha.
Felicia had been delighted that morning when Chuck had suggested they go up to the family cabin together. It was like having a special love nest all their own, away from the eyes of prying neighbors, in the midst of a thickly forested area, nearly half' a mile from the next nearest cabin.
In another half-hour, Chuck turned off the main highway and followed Hollow Gorge Road until he came to the small, unnamed dirt road that led to the cabin. Felicia felt a thrill rise in her as they bumped along the rocky, rutted byway. With each lurch of the van, she felt a flutter in her heart and cunt.
Hot from the long dusty drive and the satisfying suck session in the van, Felicia was ready for a shower when they finally pulled up in front of the cabin.
They lugged the few supplies they had brought with them into the house a couple of towels, a loaf of bread, some tins of tuna and soup, and a bottle of wine. Then Felicia began to strip out of her dress, undoing the halter strap at the back of her neck and letting the garment fall down around her hips and then to the floor. She stepped out of it quickly, and giving Chuck a come-hither look, she turned to the bathroom, exaggerating her walk so that her luscious, flaring hips wagged sexily from side to side.
Like a love-sick puppy, Chuck was right on her heels, his tongue lolling from his mouth.
She turned on the tap of the shower, and for a moment, there was a tremendous grinding in the pipes; it had been several months since they had last been used. At last, water spurted out.
"Take your clothes off, silly," she said. She was all eyes as he slid out of his cut-offs and revealed his hardening cock to her. She never tired of that sight, never tired of the fact that the sight of her body could so turn on the boy.
"Come join me, darling," she whispered, and then she stepped into the stall.
Chuck was not far behind, arid when she moved out of the way in the cramped little area to allow the water to rain down on him, she grabbed a bar of soap and began lathering his chest, taking great care to massage him as she did so. She fondled his prick and balls lovingly, then slid her hand behind them and into the. crack of his ass, soaping it carefully, letting her finger stray momentarily into his hot little asshole.
Chuck flinched. It made him uncomfortable that she had touched him there, and she noted this with some amusement. In his own way he was something of a prude.
"Now it's my turn, darling," she sighed, and she handed him the bar of soap.
He smiled boyishly. His gaze was riveted on her delectable, out-thrust tits, the water dripping in streams between them, some drops clinging to the stiffened ends of her nipples. He worked up a lather in his hands, put aside the soap and reached out for one gorgeous tit, cupping it in one hand as he lathered it with the other, making sure to tweak the nipple when she had finished. His hard, wet cock nudged her groin, and she found this very exciting as he continued to touch her, working first on the other tit, then down over her belly and between her hot, wet thighs.
"Oooooh," she sighed, as he sawed his soapy hand back and forth between her legs, across her open pussy, fingering the meaty labes of her nut.
She pressed herself against him, moving first to one side, then to another, so that their slippery bodies slid against each other. It was wildly erotic, that sleek motion, the water streaming down on both of them.
Overcome with desire, Chuck tried to slip his hard-on between her cunt lips, but she stopped him, smiling mysteriously, reaching up to give him a quick kiss on the lips.
"No, let's get rinsed off and out of the shower," she said. "Then, I promise you, I'll give you a fuck you won't soon forget."
Chuck, his prick pulsing in his hand, stood there undecided for a moment. Then, taking a deep breath, he turned the spigots off and followed his mother. She had wrapped one white towel around her body, another turban-style around her head, and he noticed the luscious contrast between the white-white towel and her smooth, tanned skins He, too, grabbed a towel and dried himself with it, wrapping it about his hips.
Felicia went into the master bedroom. When she came back out, she was carrying the fur bedspread that had been lying across the bed, and with a few quick motions, had spread it out on the floor of the front room.
A crooked smile of surprise and then understanding lit up Chuck's face. She ripped the towel from her body, then from her damp hair, shaking it free, and she dropped gracefully to the spread, sliding her flank along the soft, deep material, sighing with pleasure and then looking up at him, her eyes an invitation.
He, too, unwrapped his towel, and lay down beside her.
"Mmmmm, isn't that nice?" Felicia sighed, reaching over to stroke his shoulder and back. "Lie down, darling. I still haven't repaid you for that wonderful massage you gave me.
Let me make you feel good."
Chuck turned over on his belly, the soft fur gently caressing him as, she moved toward him. Straddling his ass with her thighs, she lowered herself onto him so that she was seated on his firm ass cheeks, and then she began to knead his neck and shoulders. From there, she worked her way down to his splendid ass, and when she had rubbed and kneaded it thoroughly, so that it was rosy with the increased circulation, she moved off him and knelt by his side.
He was beginning to drift into sleep, and Felicia saw that his cock had shrunk. She smiled to herself, then began to rub and soothe his skin again till almost without his being aware of it, she had spread apart the firm cheeks of his ass and began easing her fingers around his pulsing pink asshole.
"Ugh!" He started up, trying to wrench free of her. There was something humiliating about her scrabbling around his asshole like that.
"Shhhh… just relax," she whispered, laying a firm hand on his back to keep him from turning over. "Just relax and enjoy…
He started to protest, but the sexy sound of her voice fascinated him. Hadn't she already helped him to explore strange new sexual territory? Shouldn't he be open-minded?
He lay his head back down on his folded arm, and as he did so, Felicia lowered her mouth to his pulsing, acrid ass bud. She flicked her tongue quickly into the hole, then withdrew it into her mouth, savoring the bitter taste of him.
"Jee-sus!" Chuck gasped, when he felt her slippery little tongue dig into the depths of his shiner. What she had done was obscene, but he could still feel the thrill of the sensations sizzling through his ass and bowels, only to end at the tip of his wildly throbbing cock. He prayed that she would follow her first tongue thrust with more of the same.
Felicia had just that in mind. This time, she used the flat, broad width of her raspy tongue to lick up and down the whole steamy crack of his ass; lingering for a moment over the sensitive slit hole. Playfully, she swirled her tongue round and round the wriggling ring of muscle, tickling it, making it contract and relax, until she had Chuck gasping and giggling with delight.
When she saw that he had relaxed, that he no longer fought to press his ass cheeks together, but let her keep them pried apart, she began to tongue-fuck him in earnest. She thrust her tongue, which she kept rolled into a point, deep into the interior of his ass chute this time., He gasped and bucked, but she held him firmly in place, then began to roll her tongue this way and that, so that it scraped along the sides of his tight ass tunnel, arousing nerves and muscles that caused his ass walls to clench around her tongue, nearly pulling it out at the root.
Gasping, she stopped her probings. As his ass began to relax, shp withdrew her tongue. Catching her breath, she said: "Easy, darling, try to control yourself a little. I know it's hard, but you must try…
He grunted in agreement, and she saw that he was making an effort to relax. Relieved, she once again lowered her mouth to his ass, and licking gently at the puckered ass ring, she slid her tongue inside.
Chuck groaned. His cock throbbed and his nipples tingled with excitement. "Oh, God, that's good," he sighed, bucking off the spread, slamming his fist against the floor. "Oh, an"
Felicia continued her assault on his ass, making sure to turn and twist her tongue so that it touched all of the flesh there. At the same time, she reached underneath his thigh until she touched an edge of one tight, hard ball and began to massage it gently, never stopping her steadily increasing pace of tongue-fucking.
That was the final straw. Unable to hold back any longer. Chuck let out a great lustful bellow and, contracting his asshole so that it forced out Felicia's tongue, he arced off the spread, his cock shooting a stream of thick hot jizz onto the fur bed spread.
That sight was the most exciting one Felicia had ever seen, and without even touching her pulsating clit, she felt a mighty orgasm wash over her, so that her screams and sighs of pleasure and satisfaction melded perfectly with his.