Chapter 8
Darla examined clothing in the shop, while her son stood around bored. Jimmy had no interest in clothing, especially women's clothing. That is, until he saw his mother looking over some especially revealing lingerie. Then he perked up.
Darla smiled at him as he began to show interest.
"You like these?" she asked, holding up a lovely pair of panties, lacy and fragile. "I think they're pretty."
"They'd be prettier on you or Peggy," he said. "I don't much care for panties unless they're on you or Peggy, Mom."
"Obviously," she said, putting them back.
She selected a new garter belt and half a dozen of flesh-colored nylons. As she picked through a rack of reduced dresses, Jimmy wandered off. When she found him, he was searching for a way to peek into the dressing rooms.
"Having any luck, honey?" she asked him.
"Not a bit," he pouted. "I wanted to see that girl." He pointed to an attractive young girl. "She's got a pretty ass, doesn't she, Mom?"
Darla looked at the girl critically. The girl did have a lovely shape to her ass, and she certainly had the legs to go with it.
But Darla jammed a finger into her son's ribs, saying: "Aren't your sister and I enough for you?"
"Yeah," he grinned, but he kept looking at the girl.
Darla couldn't miss the bulge in his jeans. Her eyes began to gleam as her cunt reacted to her son's hard-on.
"I'm going to have to do something about that," she said, turning her back to her son as she pulled him between some racks of clothing. Concealed this way, she gripped her son's cock-bulge, making his eyes roll with pleasure.
Looking around carefully, she pulled her son's hard-on out of his pants, and making sure he was pressed against the rack, she began to stroke his cock, jacking him off. Jimmy balled his hands into fists, his expression indicating his delight. Darla, pretending to look at dresses, jacked her son's cock back and forth, squeezing it, rubbing her palm over his dripping cockhead.
"This will teach you to try and fuck me on a bus," she said, but her giggle indicated her excitement, too.
"Careful, Mom," he moaned. "You'll make me come all over these dresses."
Darla just squeezed his cock hard, jerking faster.
The clerk saw nothing. Darla kept sorting through dresses with her left hand, not seeing them. her right hand pumped and squeezed and pulled on her son's cock. Jimmy began to breathe faster, and he was having a difficult time trying to pretend boredom.
"Feel my cunt," Darla whispered in her son's ear. "I'm wet!"
She felt her son's hand lifting the front of her dress, and looked around the sales room. There were only a few other shoppers, all women, and they were more interested in the sales rack than in her and Jimmy. She pushed her hips into the dresses, and her son lifted her skirt so he could feel the soft hair of her naked cunt. As he rubbed a finger up and down her swollen clit, Darla made panting sounds as her fist worked on his cock faster and faster. She had the powerful urge to try and get her son's cock into her cunt, try to conceal what they were doing with the dresses, and fuck him swiftly. Somehow, she resisted the impulse, and pounded her fist on his cock frantically, wanting to make him come quickly. He now had his finger fucked into her cunt, and Darla had pushed her hips forward and opened her legs to make it easier for him.
"Excuse me."
A woman bumped into Darla's ass as she scooted between the racks.
"Never mind," Darla replied in a breathless voice, jerking hard on Jimmy's cock.
The woman gave them an odd look, then went on.
"Do you think she knows, Mom?"
"Who cares?" Darla moaned. "I'm about to come, baby."
"Yeah!" he grunted.
Jimmy fucked his finger in and out of his mother's cunt fast, then lifted it to her inflamed clit. He smashed her clit, rubbed it, pulled at it with thumb and finger. Darla made a hissing sound, her ass bunching tightly. She gripped his cock as hard as she could, pumping in a frenzy.
"Ohhhh, now!" she whimpered as softly as she could.
She stopped playing with dresses and smashed her free hand against the back of her son's crushing her clit as she came. She could actually feel the hairy lips of her cunt opening and closing, the contractions intense.
As the spasms faded, she began to pound on his prick again.
"Your turn, Jimmy," she breathed. "Squirt it out, baby. Come, Jimmy!"
Jimmy was now gripping the circle of metal holding the dresses, trying hard to appear calm. His cock was ready to burst, his balls on fire. He darted his eyes about the room, and then saw the pretty girl he had been watching. The girl was in a dressing room, with a flimsy cloth curtain. The curtain parted for only a moment, but it was long enough so he had caught a flash of the girl's creamy ass.
"Mom, now!"
His cock gushed and Darla purred softly, cupping her palm over the head of his cock, feeling the jism spurt into it. She used her fingers to slide up and down the shaft of his cock as he came, letting his warm cum drench her hand, and the dresses.
"I saw her ass, Mom," he whispered as he finished coming. "I saw that girl's naked ass."
"Nice, huh?" Darla said, turning his cock loose. "Now, put that thing away before we're caught."
As Jimmy stuffed his prick into his pants, she raised her drenched hand and, leaning down, licked his cum with her tongue. Jimmy giggled, smoothing her dress down.
They walked about the store, with Darla looking over costume jewelry and cosmetics. Jimmy followed, but he was watching every pretty woman he found. He enjoyed seeing them lean over, watching them jut their pretty asses back, especially if they were in shorts. Darla knew he was watching the women, but she didn't feel jealous. The women would arouse him, but she would be the one to get his hard-on, get fucked by him.
For her part, she liked it when her son would push against her and rub his cock on her hip or ass. It kept her in a high state of desire, keeping her cunt throbbing and hot. Now and then, she would brush the back of her hand over his cock-bulge, grinning at him.
It wasn't long before Jimmy had a new hard-on.
"We can't walk out now," she said, gazing at his protruding prick. "They might arrest us for shoplifting, thinking that cock was merchandise. "
"Then we gotta do something about it, Mom, because it sure won't go away by itself."
Darla thought a moment, then took his hand. "I'll try on a dress or two."
"What good is that gonna do me?"
"You'll see," she replied, pulling him along to the dress department again.
Selecting three dresses, she carried them to the dressing room, with Jimmy following.
She was stopped by the clerk. "Your son can't go in there."
"He has to remain with me," Darla said. "You see, he suffers from a peculiar disorder. He can't be left alone."
"Oh?"
"He has convulsions, and there's only one way to control them," Darla said sweetly. "No one can do it but me. That's why I have to keep him with me all the time."
The girl looked at Jimmy, and he felt he should start drooling and looking like a brainless idiot.
"Well..." the clerk said, doubtfully.
"It's all right; his mind is on the same level as a six-month-old baby."
"Oh, I see," the girl said, backing away. Her eyes caught his outlined hard-on, and she blushed.
"That, too," Darla smiled. "It's always that way."
"I... see," the girl said, gazing at Jimmy's hard-on with a hungry gleam in her eye. "Well, I suppose it's okay."
Darla led her son into the tiny, cramped dressing booth. He made faces at her, his tongue dangling from the side of his mouth. Darla stifled a giggle as she lifted her dress and spread her feet. She rested one foot on the small bench, and pushed her hairy cunt toward him.
"Hurry and fuck me!" she whispered, "Before you have a convulsion."
"Duhhhhh ..." Jimmy played, opening his jeans and pulling his throbbing cock out.
"Hurry, silly!"
Darla leaned against the wall, braced with her foot on the bench, holding her skirt around her waist. Jimmy moved to her, and to their delight, found he could plunge his cock up her cunt as she stood there quite easily. Darla gripped her son's shoulders, her eyes smoldering as she felt his cock fuck into her wet cunt. Jimmy closed his hands on his mother's ass and fucked into her cunt fast and hard. Darla felt the air being pushed from her lungs, and it was very hard to keep quiet.
Jimmy clung to his mother's twisting ass, his fingers inside the hot split. He found Darla's asshole, and began to rub it as he fucked his cock in and out of her cunt. Darla dug her fingers into his shoulders, her eyes closing. Feeling the hard throbs of his cock sent her cunt into squeezing motions, and each time he fucked in, her clit was smashed against the rough fabric of his jeans. Even the roughness of his pants scraping her inner thigh excited her.
Jimmy released her ass, and opened the front of his mother's dress, lifting a tit out. Darla glanced nervously at the thin curtain that separated them from the store proper, but said nothing as her son began to suck hungrily at her tit, his hands back on her ass, jerking her forward as his cock rammed into her pussy. She fought to keep from crying out with ecstasy, biting at her bottom as her hips twisted and whipped in a matching rhythm with his. There was nothing she could do about the soft, wet sounds his cock made as it fucked in and out of her cunt, except hope they weren't heard outside the cubicle.
Jimmy sucked wetly at her big tit, drawing her stiff nipple deep, almost into his throat. His hot breath on her tit seared her flesh, and she moved one hand behind his head, pulling his mouth tighter onto her tit. The friction of his pulsating cock sliding back and forth on the lips of her sensitive cunt was creating a fantastic feeling in it. Her clit bulged and strained, smashed time and again by his pounding groin. The faster he fucked her, the more excited she became. Holding his face hard against her tit, her other hand raced down and she grabbed him by his hunching ass, pulling him into her crotch hard.
Jimmy began to rub at his mother's asshole while he fucked her, and Darla was swallowing squeals of ecstasy.
"Inside!" she hissed.
Jimmy didn't understand, and he glanced up at her contorted face, still sucking at her nipple.
"Inside my ass!" she whimpered as softly as she could. "Shove your finger up Mother's ass!"
His eyes flashed, and he pressed his finger hard against the crinkled ring of her tight asshole. He pushed his finger and his cock inward at the same time, and Darla almost swooned with the sensation. Feeling her son's finger fucking in and out of her asshole while his cock fucked her burning cunt, she gave in to the rapture, unable to do anything else.
"Ohhhh, Jimmy!" she gasped as softly as she could.
Her mouth formed an oval as she came.
Her eyes flew open wide.
Her cunt began grabbing at her son's cock, pulling on it the way her mouth did when she sucked him off. The convulsions were very strong, and she had to slap her hand over her mouth to hold back the scream of ecstasy.
Feeling his mother's cunt grip his cock, Jimmy stabbed frantically, fucking her hard. Her pussy kept clamping and relaxing on the shaft of his prick, and his balls were very tight and hot. He made low moaning sounds deep in side his mouth, with her tit almost in his throat. Darla dug at her son's ass, trying to feel his asshole through his pants. As she came, her pussy squeezing on his cock, Jimmy kept up a relentless fucking of her gripping asshole with his finger. Darla felt as if she were coming not only with her cunt, but with her asshole, too. It was a fantastic feeling, a feeling that made her mind spin in an erotic, delicious cloud of sweetness.
Weakly, Darla slumped against the wall, braced there while her son kept fucking into her cunt, still hard. He had not come yet, and was working in a frenzy to gush cum up his mother's cunt.
"Hurry!" she hissed. "Hurry and come before we're caught!"
"I'm trying to, Mom!"
She thrust her crotch at him, taking his cock deeper, but it seemed as if Jimmy was not going to come. His finger had pulled from her asshole and he was digging hard into her asscheeks now.
"Wait!" she moaned. "Let me turn around."
"Aw, Mom!"
"Hurry, damn it!"
Jimmy pulled his slippery wet cock from her cunt, and Darla twisted around quickly in the small cubicle. She jerked her dress to her waist, pushing her ass to her son. She leaned sideways against the wall.
"Now fuck me!"
Jimmy gripped his mother's hips, pushing his raging hard-on between her thighs and into her cunt once more. He stared at his mother's dancing ass, watching it shake and twist for him.
"Come Jimmy!"
"I can't, Mom!" he moaned.
"Fuck my ass!" she whispered breathlessly.
"I am!"
"That's my cunt! she gasped. "I want you to fuck my ass ... fuck me in my ass!
"In your asshole, Mom?"
"Yes, now ... and hurry up!"
Jimmy slipped his cock from her wet cunt, pulling the swollen cockhead up until Darla felt it on her asshole. She held her breath as she pushed her ass to him, feeling her asshole stretching, giving way to his cock. She let out a small, soft yelp as his cock slithered past the fiery ring of her asshole and fucked deep inside her ass guts.
"Now fuck me and hurry!"
Jimmy rammed his cock in and out of his mother's asshole, standing behind her jutting hips, watching her naked ass flesh ripple from the pounding of his hips.
Darla's eyes rolled with the feel of her son's cock inside her asshole. She squirmed for him, the ass ring holding the shaft of his cock tightly. His prick fucked in and out easily, making her asshole tingle sweetly. At times, when he thrust particularly hard, it seemed she could feel his cock move into her stomach.
It was wild, wicked, taking her son's cock in her asshole inside this tiny dressing cubicle, with shoppers out there not knowing. Her cunt began to twitch and seep again, her clit knotted as her son rammed his fucker into her asshole.
"I think I'm going to come again," she moaned as softly as she could.
"I'm gonna come this time, Mom!" he gasped.
"In my asshole!" she gurgled.
As Jimmy speeded up the fuck-thrusts, she was sure his cock had swollen to twice its usual hardness. It felt as if her asshole were filled completely, and she loved it. Her cunt twitched and dripped, her hands clawing at the wall, her eyes closed as her mouth parted.
"Now, Mom!"
"Ooooh, yes!"
She felt her cunt contract with orgasm at the same time the first gush of his hot cum flooded her ass guts.
Her body shuddered, her legs weak as she took each squirt of her son's cum-load into her burning asshole, her cunt going through a wild series of orgasms that she didn't believe. Her asshole squeezed Jimmy's cock with each contraction of her cunt, sucking his cum out of his balls.
Leaning weakly against the wall, she felt her son pull his cock from her ass, listening to the soft rustle as he stuffed it back into his pants. She trembled as her son smoothed her dress over her ass, after giving her hairy cunt a quick squeeze.
Darla had to sit on the bench a moment before she had the strength to leave the dressing room.
"Are you all right?" the clerk asked when they came out. "I thought I heard some weird sounds."
"We're fine," Darla smiled. "I thought my son was going to have one of his spells, but I managed to take care of it. Thank you for your concern."
"My pleasure," the clerk said, but her eyes followed Darla and Jimmy until they were out of sight.
The clerk had peeked...