It seemed so strange to Janet to be searching for another private place to park so that she could fuck her own son. The alley had gotten a little less than private when a man drove past, saw roughly what Was happening inside, and got out of his car to get a better look at Janet's big tits and exquisite body.
"Mitchell, I never thought I would want anyone as much as I want you right now," she said quietly, making a left turn.
As she drove, Janet's right hand was wrapped around the thick, heavily veined shaft of her son's rigid, hot prick.
"I never dreamed you would turn me on so much, either," Mitchell said, trying to sound calm.
His cheeks were still moist with Janet's cuntjuice. Her hand, riding slowly up and down over his cock, was making his balls tingle.
So early in the morning, there were many people on the roads, busily trying to get to work on time. Janet cursed the people. All she could think about was spreading her legs for Mitchell's hips and taking his erotic column of cock-meat to the depths of her hot cunt. The heavenly feel of his fiery prick driving into her cunt would send her spinning into another bone-jarring orgasm. Janet was convinced of it.
"I can't wait any longer," Mitchell hissed, his face showing the strain he felt. "Pull over somewhere, anywhere! Mother, if I don't fuck you right now, I'll go right out of my mind!"
Janet loved the fact that she could excite her own son so much. She turned the car into a supermarket parking lot and switched off the ignition. Immediately, she twisted sideways in the car and brought her lips to the spongy, hot
tip of Mitchell's prick.
"I love your cock," she whispered, watching her hand twisting around the prick, moving it up and down. "It's so delicious."
A sticky, white drop of pre-cum oozed from Mitchell's pinhole. Janet purred softly and flicked her tongue out, licking off the delicious nectar. When her tongue touched Mitchell's cock-head, his body jerked powerfully.
"Suck me, damn it!"
Janet didn't mind it when Mitchell pushed his fingers into her golden blonde hair and forced her head down deeper into his lap. The fat, conical prick-tip pushed against her lips, and Janet made no attempt at all to keep the meaty prick from filling her mouth.
"Mmmmmm!" she moaned, her clit coming to life once again now that she could taste cockmeat.
"Awwww! Yeah! Suck my cock! Blow me, Mother! Suck me! Oh, yeah!" Mitchell groaned, guiding his mother's movements, forcing her straining, massaging lips to ride up and down over his prick.
Janet crooned softly, swirling her tongue around Mitchell's cock-head. She sucked hungrily, caving her cheeks in around the fiery
knob at the end. The underside of his cock was against the corner of her mouth. She liked sucking his, cock, swirling her tongue against the underside of his prick-tip. Janet couldn't recall a time when giving a blow-job had excited her so much.
"Ohhhhh!" Mitchell groaned, twisting Janet's satiny hair around his fingers.
He pushed her down until the blunt tip of his prick was rubbing against her tonsils, then stopped. He didn't want to shove his prick down her throat unless that was what his mother also wanted.
Janet squeezed her lips more tightly around her son's cock, caving her cheeks in as she sucked like a vacuum on the jaw-stretching prick. Her tongue curled around the cock-head, and she tasted another salty drop of pre-cum as it oozed from his cum-laden balls.
Even though she loved sucking cock, Janet wasn't particularly interested in sucking her son off. Giving him a blow-job satisfied her in a way, but it couldn't compare to the thrills of having his slick cock rubbing against her turgid clit as he fucked her with long, hard, powerful strokes.
"Fuck me," Janet whispered, her lips rubbing
against the knob of Mitchell's cock as she spoke. "Please! You've got to hick me! I'll do anything you ask if you'll just fuck me!"
Before Mitchell could answer, Janet moved her face down, gulping his prick into her mouth, letting it glide against her frisking tongue. She could feel Mitchell's cock throbbing hotly against her tongue as she tilled her mouth with his magnificent prick.
"Okay, I'll fuck you," Mitchell said, sounding much more calm than he actually was. "Sit up. Straddle me and fuck yourself with my cock, Mother."
When Janet sat upright again, she was shocked to see the look on her son's face. He appeared so cool, so confident. It was as though he had girls asking him-begging him-to fuck them all the time!
Janet quickly unbuttoned her skirt to the top button and straddled Mitchell's body, her head bouncing against the roof, of the sedan. She reached between her wide-spread thighs and, using just her fingertips, guided her son's cockhead to the moist, lusty petals of her cunt.
"I need your cock in me," she whispered, lowering her full, curvaceous hips.
A tremble of joy zipped up Janet's spine as
she felt Mitchell's rubbery mushroom-shaped cock-head forcing her cunt-lips apart. She had her cheek pressed against his as she took all of his prick-tip into her cunt, then pulled up, dragging her cunt-lips up and down over the ridge of his cock-head.
"Your cock is so hot," Janet whispered into Mitchell's ear.
She bobbed on the cock, impaling herself on it, taking it slowly deeper and deeper into her cunt. Janet's tits rolled and bounced inside her blouse, the nipples tingling and erect. Mitchell's hands were at her ass-cheeks, squeezing the taut, smooth mounds, guiding her a little as she fucked herself on his prick.
Janet dropped down onto Mitchell's lap, taking the full length of his beautiful cock into her cunt. She shivered, feeling the harsh, jagged edge of his zipper biting into her tender cuntlips. It didn't matter That little discomfort was nothing compared to the ecstasy of having his hard prick throbbing and pulsing deep inside her cunt.
"Ohhhhhh! You really know how to please a woman," Janet whispered, pulling up briefly before dropping down, skewering her juicy cunt on his prick.
As the full-bodied woman bounced on Mitchell, fucking her cunt-lips up and down over his prick, her head kept hitting the roof of the car. She giggled a little despite the deliciously erotic tingles that came from her clit. She felt like a teenager again and beautiful and wanted desperately. She felt like she felt when Charlie used to need her so much, when he couldn't keep from pulling her panties down no matter where they were. She felt positively glorious, and Janet had her son to thank for that.
"Kiss me," she whispered, then pressed her mouth firmly against Mitchell's.
Janet took his tongue between her lips as she dropped onto his prick, allowing his cock to into the massaging sheath of her cunt.
What neither Janet nor Mitchell noticed was that three boys, on their way to school, were standing beside the car. Their eyes were wide with shock and lust. If Janet hadn't kept her skirt on, they would have been able to better watch her succulent hips as she impaled herself on her son's cock.
"Mmmmmmm!" the big-titted woman crooned, rubbing her cunt-lips against the base of Mitchell's prick, trying to ignore the rough
scraping of his zipper against her cunt-lips.
Mitchell pushed his hands between their bodies. He cupped his mother's tits and squeezed them hard, his fingers twisting her nipples through her blouse and bra. He didn't have to move his hips at all. Janet was fucking herself on his cock. All he had to do to be in heaven was sit there and allow her to pleasure herself with his cock. That would make him blow his nuts off like a volcano.
"Fuck me! Oh, Mitchell! Your cock makes me feel sooooo damn good when you fuck meeee!"
The words sounded foreign to Janet's ears. Was she really saying those things to her own son? Was it really his cock spreading her cuntlips and filling her rapidly overheating cunt?
Of course it was, and knowing that it was her own son who was fucking her made her clit burn with passion.
"I love you," Janet whispered in Mitchell's ear, puffing her cunt-lips up toward the tip of his cock-head. "I love fucking you, Mitchell. My son! How wonderful you make me feel."
Judging from his breathing, and the way his cock was pulsating inside her cunt, Janet could toil that it wouldn't be long before she had
fucked Mitchell into an orgasm. To feel his cock-had flexing and spurting streams of cum deep inside her cunt was a thought that made Janet moan with lust.
"Cum inside me," Janet whispered. "Come on, Mitchell. Shoot your cum inside me.
His fingers dug painfully into her until Janet gasped but made no attempt to remove her son's hands from her tits. If he wanted to squeeze her sensitive tits as hard as he was, Janet wasn't going to stop him. Anything Mitchell wanted he could have from her… as long as he fucked her so beautifully.
"Uh!"
The single grunt was the only sound Mitchell had made in quite a long time. Janet looked into his face and saw the ecstasy he felt. A moment after the single sound came from his lips, she felt his burning spurts of cum flood her cunt.
Dropping onto his lap, taking all of his prick into her cunt, Janet jerked her hips from side to side and around in a circular motion. She could feel Mitchell's prick-tip expanding with each pungent wad of cum that blasted into her cunt..
"Cum! Let it all go! Cum in meeeee!" Janet gasped breathlessly, her body twitching, her
knees spread far apart so she could take all of the teenager's erupting cock into her cunt.
It wasn't until she was absolutely certain that Mitchell had rained his balls inside her cunt that Janet looked around the parking lot. She was speechless when she saw there were over a dozen teenagers standing around the car, watching her as she fucked her own son.
"We've got to get out of here," Janet whispered finally, gingerly getting off Mitchell's lap.
She tried to hide her cunt from the boys. Having Mitchell fucking her was wonderful, but she didn't want the whole world watching her while she did it.