Chapter 9
Brenda's eyes drifted along the front of Brad's pants. Although he didn't have a hard-on, she could see the lump his cock and balls made in the tight jeans. She rested her right palm on his crotch lightly, feeling the heat of him come through the cloth. She felt her son stir, and gave his cock and balls a gentle squeeze.
"Fuck," Brad said, coming wide awake. "A guy can't even sleep unless some hot cunt is trying to feel him up."
"Complaining already?" she laughed, pulling her hand back to the steering wheel.
"Who's sleepy, anyway?" he replied, scooting close to his mother, draping an arm over her shoulder and cupping her sweatered tit.
Brenda pressed his hand onto her tit, twisting her head for a kiss, then quickly looking back to the road. Brad squeezed his mother's tit, her nipple throbbing against his palm. They had been driving about two hours, and she decided they would be home in another hour and a half. She had to piss, but didn't want to take the time to stop. She could hold it for another hour and a half without any discomfort.
Brad slipped his hand down the neck of her sweater, cupping her naked tit and playing with it. His other hand moved to her thigh, inching her skirt up. Brenda lifted her ass slightly so he could pull it to her waist. They were facing into the sun now, and the heat felt good on her naked thighs and hairy pussy.
They were passing through some heavily wooded terrain now, with tall pine trees lining the road and growing far back from it. The air was scented with the fresh pine. Still, there was little traffic. It was mid-week, and this part of the highway was seldom busy except weekends. Brad caressed his mother's thigh as he played
m with her tit, dragging his fingers teasingly to her cunt, but only touching the thick hair, never her pussy. She parted her legs for him, but Brad kept teasing and tantalizing her with his fingertips. She enjoyed the touch of his hand along the inner surfaces of her long thighs. She was very sensitive there, especially an inch or so away from her cunt. When he kept staying away from her pussy, Brenda grabbed his wrist and shoved his palm against her cunt.
"Feel me up, damn it, and stop fucking around!"
Brad laughed, rubbing at her cunt, finding the cuntlips wet and puffy, her clit sticking out in a swollen knot.
She shoved her hand onto his cock-bulge, rubbing up and down, feeling his prick swell. She tried to close her fingers about his cock through his jeans, but that was no good. She pressed and squeezed on his cock-bulge, making soft panting sounds of growing hunger. Brad rubbed along the sides of her enlarged clit, and when Brenda lifted her ass slightly, he managed to fuck a finger into her cunt.
"How adventurous are you, Brad?" she asked. "What do you me an, Mom, adventurous?" "How willing are you to do certain things, with me?" she asked. "I mean other than fuck me, eat my cunt?"
"Like what?"
"Oh, things," she said mysteriously, smiling wantonly.
¦"I-don't know until you tell me," he said, working his finger out of her cunt and going back to rubbing her inflamed clit.
"Take your cock out, baby," she said in a low voice. "I want to see your cock, play with it, while I drive."
"Why not pull over like we did before?" "I'm in a hurry to get home," she said. "Come on, take your fucking cock out for me!" Brad pulled his hand out of her sweater, the other from her pussy. He opened his pants, sliding them to his knees. "How's that, Mom?" "Oooo, perfect!" she cooed as she glanced down at his cock and balls. "I want to look at them all the time."
"When we get home, you gotta be naked for me," Brad said. "I wanna be in the house naked with you all the time."
She giggled lewdly, grasping his cock. "You just want me ready when you need a piece of my ass, that's all. You don't want to take time getting my dress up and my panties down."
"You don't wear panties."
"Not anymore," she agreed.
Gripping his cock, she drove with one hand. Brad returned to her cunt and tit, finger-fucking her and pulling at her nipple, twisting it. Brenda drove carefully now, passion building inside her body. She pumped on her son's cock, her mind spinning with erotic ideas. It was strange that she had not thought such things before yesterday, but now she was thinking of them, and the more she thought, the better they appealed to her. There was more to erotic pleasure than fucking, or sucking cock, or eating her son's asshole, she knew. There were other things, perverse things, wicked things that sent delicious shivers over her creamy, unblemished flesh.
"I don't think I can make it," she said in a husky voice.
"Make what, Mom?"
"Home!" she gasped, squeezing his cock so hard her son winced.
"Then stop," he answered.
"God, I will!" she moaned. "I have to stop and get this cock in me! I want to fuck you so goddamn much, I can taste it already!"
Brad giggled. "You'll taste it, all right. I'd like to fuck you in your wet mouth again, Mom."
"Oh, baby!" she moaned, squeezing his cock very hard, making the cockhead bulge up from her fist. "You're dripping, sweetheart! Look at your cock drip! I want you to fuck my mouth! I need you to fuck my mouth with your beautiful hard-on!"
"And your cunt, Mom?"
"Oh, yes! And fuck my cunt, too! Fuck my mouth and fuck my cunt and come in my pussy and down my throat and . . . ohhh, shit, baby! I've got to stop this fucking car!"
Her eyes caught a track through the trees, and she pulled off the highway and carefully drove a few yards into the dense woods. She stopped abruptly, the car rocking. She turned to her son and lowered her face onto his cock swiftly, crying out with cock-sucker desire.
Since the day before, she was getting more hard cock than ever in such a short period. Yet, the more she got, the more she wanted. Maybe it had been the erotic ideas floating about in her head earlier, still floating there, but she didn't know or care. All she knew was she had to have her son now, his cock in her mouth or cunt. She sucked in his prick and swallowed it with a wet, gulping sound. Her lips stretched about the tight hardness, her tongue swirling hungrily. She sucked with greed, making sobbing sounds deep in her throat. The heat of his cock in her mouth set up a burning wetness in her cunt that was not there a moment ago.
Brad shoved a hand beneath his mother's body, grasping a tit through her sweater, squeezing it hard. The tighter he squeezed, the better it felt to Brenda. She gurgled on his cock, her lips sliding up and down with wet pleasure, her tongue flying over the smoothly swollen cockhead. She cupped his balls as she pulled his cock to her throat, rubbing them about her cheek. The scent of his cock and balls caused a feverish shiver to vibrate her body. She bobbed her head with frantic sucking motions, feeling his balls writhe in her palm. She swallowed the seeping cock juices, tapping her tongue against his piss hole and trying to shove it into his cock. She couldn't, of course, but she wanted to very badly. She jerked her mouth off his prick and, sobbing in ecstasy, pulled his young balls into her mouth. She sucked and licked at his balls, her hips shaking as her cunt swelled, expanding with wet, fiery urgency.
Brad slumped in the seat, digging at his mother's tit, his eyes closed.
While sucking his balls, Brenda pressed his throbbing cock against her cheek, rubbing it there, enjoying the hard, hot wetness as he kept oozing that sweet cock juice against her face. "Suck hard, Mom!" Brad moaned, lifting his cock upward. "Suck my balls! Ohhhh, Mom, you suck my balls so good! Fuck my cock with your mouth now, Mom! Come on . . . suck my cock! I think I'm about ready to come!"
Squealing, Brenda let her son's balls fall from her mouth. She ran her wet lips up the shaft of his prick, kissing at his piss hole. "I hope you cornea lot, darling!" she said. "I want you to come a lot in my mouth! Come for hours down my fucking throat!"
She gobbled his cock quickly, running her hot, wet lips up and down, sucking her son's cock with a desperate hunger.
"Hold still, Mom!" Brad shouted. Brenda stopped sucking up and down, his cock between her lips. Brad grabbed her head, and began to fuck up and down, plunging his cock in and out of his mother's mouth as if it were her cunt. Brenda cried out in muffled pleasure, closing her lips as tight as she could, her tongue pressing his cock to the roof of her mouth. The throbbing of his prick increased, and he was very close to coming. Her mind whirled with the erotic thoughts she'd had earlier, and she sucked hard as he fucked her mouth. She wanted him to come, to spray his deliciously sweet cock cream down her throat. She wanted to suck the come juice out of his precious balls, wanted to drink it down with a desperation unlike the other times she had sucked him off.
Brad was grunting in his efforts, plunging his cock up and down. He was pulling at her hair, but it wasn't painful. Brenda's cunt was intensely swollen, the hairy cuntlips aching, his clit ready to burst.
"Oh, shit, Mom!" Brad groaned. 'Shit, shit, shit! I'm . . . my cock is so fucking hard! I'm gonr a come! Ahhhh, fuck, fuck! Mom ... I'm gonna come so hard . . . down your cock-sucking throat!"
Brenda gasped happily when the thick cream of his balls spattered the back of her burning throat. She gulped swiftly, her tongue racing. The heavy gushes of come juice flooded her mouth, almost strangling her. But she managed to suck it all, not lose a single, precious drop of his jism. Her lips tingled and stretched as he kept pumping his squirting cock up and down, coming in her mouth. Her eyes bulged behind her closed lids as her cunt rippled with ecstatic contractions. She squeezed her thighs against her convulsing pussy, increasing the pleasure significantly.
"Ohhhhh, Mom!" Brad groaned as his muscles relaxed, his ass slumping back to the seat of the car. "I told you I was gonna come a lot."
Brenda lifted her mouth off his prick, kissing his piss hole. She sat up, grinning happily, licking her lips.
"You sure as hell did," she agreed with him. "Those balls were sure loaded. I thought you were going to choke me for a minute there."
"Choke you? Bullshit, Mom," he 'aughed. "Since when can a cock choke you?"
She laughed lewdly, and grabbed her son tightly smashing her tits against his chest, kissing him hungrily.
"You won't ever have a load too big for me," she said. "I can take the biggest load of your come juice youil ever have. I thrive on come juice, didn't you know?"
"I'm learning," Brad giggled, showing her sweater up to expose her firm, straining tits. "Do we have time to fuck?"
"I always have time to fuck," she said, cupping his cock and balls and working her palm about them. "All we have to do is get this thing hard, and you know I have time to fuck it."
She turned him loose, opening the door.
"Where are you going?" he asked.
"No place," Brenda replied, lifting her skirt to her waist and doing an erotic dance, "I just felt like being lewd in the open. Don't you like to see my ass this way?"
"Love it," Brad laughed, getting out of the car, holding his jeans up with his hand. He watched his mother dance around, his eyes on her creamy, swelling ass and hairy cunt. Her tits were very tight, and moved in a slight sway only, her nipples stiff and upright.
Brenda twisted around, her back to her son. She looked at him over her shoulder, her eyes smoldering and teasing. She waggled her naked ass, then leaned over. Cupping the cheeks of her ass, she opened them wide. Her cunt pressed back from her thighs, hairy and wet, her asshole crinkling. She peered between her spread legs, watching her son pull at his cock and balls, seeing his prick lifting again as she knew it would.
"Take your choice," she said in a hot voice.
"What do you mean, take my choice, Mom?"
"You can fuck that cunt or you can fuck me in the ass."
Brad gazed at his mother's asshole.
It looked kind of small to him, and very tight. He remembered how tight her ass had been when he shoved his tongue up it. His cock lurched into full hardness as he stared at his mother's obscene posture, her asshole crinkling in lewd invitation.
"Make up your mind, baby," she said, working a finger to her asshole. "I'd hate to start without you."
Brad moved toward his mother, his cock swollen, nis eyes fixed upon her ass. Brenda pressed her middle finger against her tight asshole, holding her breath as she began to push it inside. She made a small gasp as her finger penetrated her asshole, her eyes staring at her son's throbbing cock. She felt the blood rush to her head from leaning so far over, but that didn't matter.
Brad watched excitedly as his mother finger-fucked herself up the asshole, seeing her cunt so very wet and glistening-. He was just short enough to stand behind her and rub his cock about the cheek of her ass and the backs of her legs. Brenda gurgled as she felt him smearing cock juices on her flesh. She fucked her finger into her ass hard and deep, then yanked it out.
"Cunt or asshole!" she urged. "Make up your mind, Brad! And, please, darling hurry!"
Brad didn't reply.
He pushed the head of his cock to his mother's asshole, making Brenda wail with agreement. She felt the rounded head of her son's cock press forward, and she shoved her ass back. For an instant, there was resistance, then Brad's cock slipped past the fiery ring of her asshole.
"Oooo, yes!" Brenda wailed, her eyes out of focus now. She felt no pain, only a stretching fullness as her son fucked the rest of his cock into her asshole. "God, that feels wonderful! I had no idea your cock would be so good up my ass! Oh, fuck me, Brad! Fuck Mother's ass! Ahhhhh, I can feel your cock so deep! Fuck Mother in the hot asshole!"
Brad dug his hands into his mother's hips, jerking her ass back onto his cock hard. Brenda squealed in delight, feeling his tight balls smack at her juicy cunt. Her asshole gripped the shaft of his cock very tightly, almost so tightly he had trouble fucking in and out for a moment.
"Fuck it, fuck it!" Brenda cried out, gritting her teeth with the odd, so good, sensations of having a cock up her ass. "Fuck the shit out of mother's ass, Brad! Ohhhh, fuck me!"
Brad, staring hotly down at his cock buried up his mother's asshole, began plunging in a brutal way, fucking his cock in and out, the fric- tion searing the ring of Brenda's asshole. She clutched her ankles, groaning with the stretching ecstasy of her asshole about his pounding cock. He rammed hard, almost driving her face down hxto the pine needles. Each of his fuck-thrusts brought a grunt of air from her lungs. It felt as if he fucked her deeper than ever into her asshole, as if-his cock was reaching for her stomach. She didn't remember her son's cock going so deep into her cunt when he had fucked her in almost this same position.
There was a fire in her ass, a fire that was unlike the heat when he fucked her cunt or her mouth. The sensations were different, just as good, but different. It felt as if her asshole would be forever stretched, and she would walk around with her asshole gaping open. She knew better, but it was the feeling she had with his cock up her ass now. The stretching of her asshole thrilled her, the fucking of his cock thrilled her, the friction of his prick against the ring of her asshole thrilled her. She knew, as her son pounded furiously into her asshole, that she would fuck him time and again this way. He could fuck her in every place she had, her cunt, her mouth, and now her asshole.
She could feel her cunt responding, the hairy cuntlips swelling and sucking as his balls beat rapidly against it. She sobbed with the strange, but ever so good, sensations. She didn't know if she would come or not, but that didn't matter. She wanted her son to fuck her in the ass, wanted to feel his come juice spraying deep into her ass guts.
"Give it to me!" she shrieked, the sound bellowing through the woods. "Give it to Mother! Fuck that hot asshole, Brad! Oooo, baby, fuck the shit out of mother's hot ass! Come in me . . . come in my fucking asshole! Fill mother's ass with come juice!"
She gripped her ankles hard, fighting to keep her ass up in the air for him. She was afraid he would thrust too hard, and she would go sprawling on her face just as he came, squirting that precious jjsm over the ground instead of up her ass.
Brad grunted, his cock straining. He dug his fingers into his mother's twisting hips, and he came.
"Ohhhhh, God!" Brenda screamed, feeling her asshole suddenly drenched with the thick, steamy come juice. "Yes, baby, yes!"
Her cunt seemed to strain with the need to come, yet her orgasm was evading her. Her clit was painfully knotted. She shot a hand to her son's balls, smashing them against her cunt, and still she didn't come. Brad's cock slowed, the spasms stopping. Her asshole felt as if he had poured boiling water into it, but it felt wonderful.
Mindlessly, Brenda screamed, not thinking of what she was saying: "Piss in me! Piss in my asshole, Brad!"
Brad giggled, his cock deflated, but caught by the tightness of his mother's asshole. Only the head of his prick was past the tight ass ring, and holding her hips, he began to piss.
Brenda screamed, her mind spinning, feeling the hot piss rushing into her asshole with burning force. She felt the urge to shit, and fought it off. The spray of her son's hot piss going up her asshole triggered her cunt into that orgasm she wanted so desperately.
She screamed time and again, her cunt contracting unbelievably, the hairy pussyhps trying to suck her son's balls in. Her legs became very weak, wobbling and trembling. She didn't know how she remained in her head-down, ass-up position. Brad still held her hips, but that wasn't what kept her upright.
"It's coming out, Mom," she heard him say. "My cock is coming out of your asshole! Stop squeezing it!"
"I can't!" Brenda sobbed. "I can't stop it!"
Brad's cock slipped free. He grasped it with a thumb and forefinger, and pissed all over his mother's naked ass, the stinging spray of her asshole and cunt.^
"Oh, yes, baby!" Brenda sobbed, her upright ass shaking. "Piss on me! Piss on my fucking ass, my cunt!"
The hot piss ran down her thighs, over her creamy asscheeks, between them and stung her sensitive asshole. Brenda held the head of his cock very close to his mother's asshole. Brad held the head of his cock very close to his mother's asshole, pissing away, then moved it down to her cunt, and managed to stuff the cockhead between the hairy cuntlips, but he was almost finished.
"Squirt it up my fucking cunt!" Brenda gasped.
Brad managed to squeeze a strong spurt of piss, splashing it up his mother's pussy. Brenda felt his piss burn the satiny walls of her cunt, and she came again.
"Oh, God!" she yelled.
Brad pulled away, looking at his mother. He giggled. "You're drowned in piss, Mom."
"Ooooo, I know it!" she moaned, standing upright, feeling piss run from the cheeks of her ass, down her thighs. "I'm filled up with your piss." She giggled now, lewdly. "You pissed in my asshole and cunt, damn you."
"You asked for it, Mom," he replied with a laugh.
"I did, didn't I?" she laughed, wondering how to dry herself off, "Now I have to stay wet with piss until we get home."