Chapter 4
Patty was still resting in the back seat of the sedan when Andrew came back into the garage. She looked at him and saw the lust he felt written all over his face and knew that he wanted to fuck her again. But then Phillip, Patty's other son, also stepped into the garage. In that one flashing moment, Patty realized that Andrew had told Phillip everything.
"Oh, no," Patty whispered, a sense of helplessness suddenly sweeping over her.
"We're going for a ride," Andrew said, getting in the front seat behind the steering wheel. "There's no telling when Becky will get home from cheerleader practice. We don't need her telling Papa everything. That sister of mine has got a big mouth, Mama."
"What's going on here?" Patty asked, feeling lost and bewildered as Phillip slipped into the back seat with her.
"Andrew and I were just talking," Phillip replied. "We figured you were still horny, so we also figured I was just the guy to solve that little problem for you."
"Phillip, now I want you to listen to me," Patty said quickly. "I don't know what your brother has been telling you, but none of it's true. Not a word of it."
"If it isn't true, how do you know what he's been telling me?" Phillip grinned lewdly at his mother, sliding across the seat to sit next to her. He slipped his arm around her shoulders. "Come on, show me the same loving you showed Andrew. You don't want me to think you love him more, do you?"
"Phillip. Listen to me now, this has gone too far already."
"Mama, it hasn't even started." Phillip turned toward his brother and said, "Better get a move on. If Becky catches us, she'll tell the whole Goddamn world."
"Phillip..."
"Quiet now," Phillip said, leaning closer to his mother. Her perfume was intoxicating. He cupped a hand over one heavy tit and squeezed it softly. "Damn, you've got great tits, Mama. Take your pants off. I've got to fuck you."
"Stop it now, Phillip!" Patty was feeling panicky, especially with her son's hand playing with her tits, working on her nipples to turn her on. And to make matters worse, he was much more handsome than Andrew. She wondered if he, too, had a big cock.
"Take 'em off," Phillip said.
Patty wanted to deny Phillip, but she couldn't and she knew it. She unsnapped her slacks and pulled down the zipper, then worked them past the curve of her hips. Phillip, sitting next to her in the back seat of the sedan, watched everything she was doing with wide, lusty eyes. Part of Patty wished that he wouldn't look at her that way, but she also tingled all over knowing how much she excited him.
When Patty had her slacks down to her knees, Phillip reached down and grabbed her pant leg.
"Spin sideways," he instructed. "I'll help you."
"I don't need any help," Patty replied. "I've been taking my own clothes off for quite some time."
"I said I'll help you!"
Patty didn't want to argue. She waited until Phillip had pushed himself over to the far side of the seat, then twisted, placing her feet in his lap. Though he had a little difficulty in doing it, he finally pulled her slacks over her high heeled shoes. Then, as Patty raised her luscious ass off the car's seat cushion, Phillip jerked her panties down her legs and past her shoes.
"Would you look at tat!" Phillip exclaimed, his eyes practically bulging out of his head as be stared at Patty's pussy.
Patty started to place her hand over her pussy to hide the pink-lipped entrance of her private area, then decided against it. What good would it do? she mused. Phillip was going to have his way with her and that was all there was to it.
"Come here," Phillip said, reaching for his mother. "Come here, Mama."
Phillip pushed his fingers into Patty's thick, dark, wavy hair. He pulled her against him so that her big, firm tits pressed against his chest. His arms wound around her body, squeezing her tightly against him. She closed her eyes and a moment later felt his, lips begin devouring hers in a breathtaking, almost bruising kiss.
Phillip moaned when he flicked his tongue against Patty's lips. Patty opened her lips a little and his tongue pushed into her mouth, dancing against her teeth, exploring the moist recesses. Her son's hands moved up and down Patty's back, down to her naked, tight asscheeks and up to her shoulders.
"Please, Phillip," Patty whispered when the kiss had finally ended.
Phillip did not listen to Patty. He kissed her cheek, then his lips moved down to the side of her neck. The flesh there was smooth as satin and had the erotic aroma of femininity and perfume.
A hand slipped up Patty's blouse. Despite herself, she moved her arm to allow the hand easier access to her tits. At first Phillip just moved his fingertips lightly across one nipple, then he pulled the blouse up until it was above both huge mounds of Patty's tits.
"Unbelievable! Fucking unbelievable!" Phillip hissed, pushing Patty away from him a little to look at her tits.
Patty could not blush any more. With everything that had happened to her lately, hearing Phillip say such things, seeing the way his eyes dilated when he looked at her tits -- was no longer able to feel any shame. All she was sure of was that her son had gotten her horny and that she wanted to fuck him, to take her son's cock between her cuntlips until she felt him moving inside her.
When Phillip took Patty by the shoulders and twisted her around, forcibly pushing her onto her back on the scat, she did nothing to resist him. She looked into his face and thought of how he was such a handsome boy, and then his hot lips were chewing on her left nipple, sending lightning bolts of sheer pleasure to sizzle through her veins.
Patty arched her back, unconsciously forcing more of her excitable tit into Phillip's mouth, as he sucked hungrily, on her tit, nibbling at her lust-hardened nipple, Phillip's right hand pushed between Patty's thighs once again.
"Mmmm!" Patty moaned shortly before quieting herself. The hand manipulating her pussy was experienced, the fingers gentle and yet demanding, forcing her cuntlips to spread slightly, moving straight to her clit to fan the flame of her arousal.
Patty wondered where they were, if anyone could see what was happening as the family's sedan moved down the streets. What would the neighbors think if they saw her making out with her own son in the back seat of a car in the middle of the day? Patty was too horny to care about anything as trivial as what her neighbors might think.
Phillip's middle finger spread Patty's cuntlips, then pried into the hot, juicy cavern of her pussy. Patty squirmed in the back seat of the sedan, her left knee raised high, her right foot on the floor. The finger pistoning slowly back and forth into her cunt was turning her on, and the hot lips and flashing, flicking tongue that worked over her nipple added to her other mind-boggling sensations.
The wild lust that consumed Phillip blotted out all consciousness except his view of Patty. He tore open his pants, his massive, thickly veined cock springing out away from his body menacingly, the moment it was freed. He grabbed his mother by the knee, throwing her leg up, and pushing her foot onto the car's rear ledge near the back window. With her right foot on the floor of the sedan, Patty's legs were spread wide apart, her pink-lipped cunt ready and assailable.
"I've got to fuck you!" Phillip hissed through gritted teeth, literally pouncing onto Patty's voluptuous, womanly body.
Patty felt like she was being harpooned. Phillip's chest crushed her tits against her rib cage, his weight forcing her down, and a moment later she felt his enormous cockhead pushing against her cuntlips.
The stabbing invasion of Phillip's prick into her cunt was enough to take the breath away from Patty. He jammed almost all of his prick into her on the first plunge, harshly wedging her cuntlips far apart with the thick circumference of his prick's shaft, burying his pricktip deep inside her hot pussy channel. Patty looped her urns lightly around her son's neck, allowing him the freedom to move about, and allowing him to fuck her however he wanted to, at whatever pace and tempo.
"Awwww!" Phillip groaned, feeling Patty's cunt squeezing around his invading, skewering prick. He pulled up a little, then drove into her a second time. By the third time Phillip pounded his hips down, he felt his mother's cuntlips encircling the very base of his shaft.
He kissed Patty hard, mashing his mouth against hers, forcing his tongue into her mouth. With his cock fully embedded in Patty's cunt, Phillip's balls rested in the tight, smooth valley of her asscheeks. He worked his hips right and left, moaning with pleasure, entwining his tongue around Patty's as her cuntlips strained to stretch around his cock during his harsh, jerky movements.
Patty kept her eyes closed, trying to block the situation out, of her mind while at the same time receiving all the pleasure she possibly could. Phillip's lips were nibbling at her own, and to Patty's surprise, when he opened his mouth, she willingly thrust her tongue between his lips to french kiss him.
As Phillip began pumping into Patty, working his torso up and down to fuck the gigantic length of his cock into her pussy, Patty, too, went into motion. She slipped her voluptuous hips from side to side, fucking Phillip back, taking his cock into her pussy from different angles to add to the friction and pleasure her clit received.
"Ohhh! Patty, you're such a hot one," Phillip whispered, his lips passing lightly over hers as he spoke the words. "So sensual, so beautiful."
Each time Phillip pounded down onto Patty, she bounced a little on the seat cushion. He was driving his cock into her with hostile, horny stabs that were incongruous with the gentleness of his softly spoken words. Phillip's shirt was rough against Patty's burning, saliva moistened nipples and she at least half-wished that he would have completely taken her blouse off instead of simply pushing it above her tits.
"Your cunt is tight! Nice and hot and tight! Ohhhh! Oh, yesss! Such a hot pussy, Mama!"
Patty tried to closed her mind off, to feel what was happening to her without pondering who was fucking her, without listening to the sometimes crude words that were spoken to her.
With one foot near the back window of the sedan and the other on the floor of the car, she could move about a little, but her son really was the one in control, the one who could and did fuck her hot cunt at exactly the speed he wanted to, with the strength and power that pleased him the most. If Patty received any pleasure from the harsh, furious fucking she was getting, that was accidental. Phillip, quite obviously, was only concerned with his own pleasure.
Plunging his cock to the silken depths of Patty's cunt, Phillip's fingers gouged deeply into her asscheeks. Each time he stabbed his cock down into her pussy, he pulled her hips up to meet his invading thrust. Phillip's big, hairy balls, filled with cum, slapped loudly into the crevice of her asscheeks.
Patty gasped a little, struggling to keep her composure as Phillip pummeled her defenseless body. His shoulder was against her chin, nearly pushing against her throat. When she tried to get him to move, it was clear that he wasn't paying any attenuation to her at all. He pulled up on her hips, his strong fingers gripping the taut curves of Patty's asscheeks brutally, jerking her upward to meet him as he drove down into her hot cunt.
"Easy... please, Phillip, you don't... have to be... rough," Patty said through gasps as Phillip slammed her into the sedan's seat cushion.
Patty turned her face to the side, feeling the thick, throbbing, blue-veined upper surface of Phillip's cock working back and forth over her clit as he stabbed his prick into her. With her face turned, Phillip kissed her cheek, then nibbled on her earlobe and finally thrust his tongue into her ear. The stimulation, so wet and slippery, made Patty writhe blissfully beneath him.
"Ohhh!" Patty sighed a little sadly. "I can't believe this is happening to me!"
"Uh! UN! Uh!" Phillip grunted, punctuating each cunt-stretching plunge of cockmeat into Patty's tight cunt.
Phillip grabbed Patty's chin and turned her face to him. He kissed her harshly, mashing his lips against her full, soft ones. His tongue pushed into her mouth as his torso jerked furiously up and down, powering the massive length of his cock in and out of her sweet, juicy cunt.
Patty thought Phillip was actually trying to drive her right through the seat. He bore into her with the fury of a madman, bouncing her against the seat, stabbing his prick into her assailable cunt with all the strength in his body. And then, as his balls slapped loudly against her asscheeks, she heard and felt the rumbling in his chest and a moment later felt the liquid explosion of his passion as cum began flooding her pussy.
"Awwww! Arrrgghhh!" Phillip groaned, his face twisting and grimacing with the exertion of fucking the beautiful Patty until he came. Spurting wads of cum gushed through Phillip's prick to deluge Patty's cunt. When the eruptions finally ended, he slumped down upon her, his chest flattening Patty's mountainous tits. He left his cock in her cunt, the massive column of meat slowly getting soft. His chest heaved as he gulped in air.
"Mama, you're one hot fuck," Phillip whispered.
Patty just closed her eyes and wondered what would happen next. In one afternoon she had fucked her son. And worst of all, both of them knew what had happened. Patty wondered what her husband would think if he knew she had done something like that.
It's his own damn fault! Patty told herself. If he didn't spend so damn much time at the office, I wouldn't have to fuck my sons to get the cock I need to be satisfied!