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Back Seat Mommy: A Long Hard Ride
Date: 9/3/2015, Categories: Fetish, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: drew1207, Rating: 98, Source: xHamster
to reality like a cold shower. A reality that I was stroking my son's cock and about to willingly ride him. I let go of his cock and to my surprise he didn't put his cock away, as we rolled to a stop at a small town gas station. Alex said, "Five minute stop," as he exited. "Two minute snack," Cory said, opening the door, and ordering, "suck me, Mommy." I gasped. I wanted to suck him, but couldn't believe he wanted me to here, even though Alex had conveniently parked in a secluded spot. "Hurry up, Mommy," he ordered, "we only have time for an appetizer." I quickly got out of the car, overwhelmed with insatiable hunger and lust, turned around, and demanded, as I lowered my mouth onto his cock, "Watch for your father." "Yes, Mommy," he groaned, as I took most of his cock in my mouth. I bobbed quickly, knowing that high school boys when I was young were quick shooters. I would have liked to savour sucking his cock, I loved to worship a cock, but time was of the essence. So I furiously bobbed up and down, enjoying the groans coming from my son's mouth. "I'm close, Mommy," he warned and I bobbed faster making it clear he had permission to cum in his Mommy's mouth. Then suddenly he said, "Dad! Dad! Dad!" I quickly left and saw Alex with a small bag. He asked, "You have to pee, don't you?" "You know me," I shrugged, as I headed into the gas station and to the washroom. I did go pee and then ... looked in the mirror. What was coming over me? I had no answer to the question. I sucked my son in a gas station parking lot and was seconds from swallowing his load. For someone who wasn't really a risk taker, I had ridden my son to orgasm in the backseat of the car while my husband drove, I had sucked and swallowed my husband's load on a secluded hiking trail and just now sucked my son. And he likely wanted me to finish what I started when we were back on the road. I returned to the car and both men were already in the car. I repositioned again on my son's lap, his cock was already out and looking like it was expecting to get some tender loving care. I moved back on the same right leg I was on before we stopped. I liked being able to keep an eye on my husband and my son. As soon as we were back on the highway, Cory pointed back to his cock and I wordlessly reached over and began stroking it, even as my husband had a conversation with me. "So about seventy miles and then we will stop for dinner and a hotel," Alex said. "Sounds good," I said, again with a double meaning, "I'll be starving by then, I may even have to have a nice juicy T-bone." "Me too," Alex suggested, which I had to bite my lip to not laugh. "What about you, Cory, what are hungry for?" I asked, giving him a look that spoke volumes. He moved his hand underneath my dress again and responded, his eyes never leaving mine, "Oh, I was hoping for fish." Alex never ate me ...