Chapter 14
Kevin wondered if Danielle could read his thoughts. Actually, she was simply saying what she knew he wanted to hear. She knew men well enough to know that he wanted to touch her naked skin.
His fingers began to move slowly, gathering up her dress. As the hem cleared the top of her thighs, she began to rub her pussy up and down his leg. Her leg pressed harder against the lump in his pants, bringing his cock to full erection.
"Oh, my!" she muttered in his ear. "The air is so cold on my naked ass. Or maybe it's because my skin is so hot. What do you think, darling? Could it be because my pussy is on fire?"
He rubbed both hands over her bare ass. Her skin was just as hot as she said. And just as bare, as far as he could tell. He began to knead the sumptuous, shapely globes of flesh. His entire universe was centered in the head of his stiff dick.
"Wild bitch!" he hissed.
"Oh, darling, you don't know how wild I really am! How does it feel? Do you like having your hands all over my bare ass?" She intentionally continued to say ass to inflame him.
"You could be wearing thong panties," he said boldly. He didn't care if the whole fucking world was watching them! He even forgot about his wife sitting across the room. Danielle's voluptuous, sexy body, her naked ass, and her bawdy, teasing words occupied his mind completely.
"Only one way to find out, darling. I don't have to lead you. You know what to do."
She got off his leg and stood in front of him, her legs parted slightly. She glued her mouth to his and gave him a deep French kiss that made his toes curl and his nerves tingle. He was going to wake up in a few minutes, at home in bed, having a wet dream.
"Well," she whispered hotly in his ear. "What are you waiting for? I warn you, though, all you're going to find is my pussy. I hope you don't mind getting your finger wet. I'm flowing like a damned river. I can even feel some of it running down the inside of my thighs."
"Megan gets squishy when she gets wet," he murmured.
"Yes, she told me how she got her nickname. She and I are the same, darling. We're mother and daughter, after all."
His hand skated around her hip and scooted into her crotch. All he felt was hair. What felt like tons of long bushy curls. She stared straight into his eyes and opened her legs a little further. Inspired by her bawdy behavior, and the lust controlling him, he slid the tip of his finger down her sultry gash. He moved his hand lower and eased his finger into her hot, sopping hole.
"Ahhh!" she whispered hotly.
She captured his finger with her strong cunt muscles and pulled all the way in until his knuckle was touching the lips. His finger felt as though it was inside a fiery, wet cauldron. She began to hunch on his finger and her hole got wetter.
"Damn, Danielle, you're hotter than the tail pipe on a jet plane!"
"I know, darling. I told you so. Do you believe me now?"
"Goddam right I do! What other surprises do you have for me?"
"Do you ever jack Megan off."
"Of course."
Danielle chuckled deep in her throat. "Play with my clit, and I'll cum for you. I always cum really hard when my clitty is rubbed."
"Right here on the fucking dance floor?"
"Uh huh. I can't go back to the table this way. I might jump on the first man I meet and really get us in trouble."
"Now that would be something to see!"
"Stop teasing me, dammit, and finger my clit. I've got to cum."
"You are one hot bitch!" he exclaimed softly.
"Or a bitch in heat, whichever you like. Haven't you ever jacked Megan off in a public place?"
"No. And speaking of my wife, we had better get back to the table. She'll be wondering what's happened to us."
"Oh, no you don't! We're not leaving until you get me off! You can't bring me this far and then leave me! I won't stand for that! Don't worry about Megan. She isn't going to walk out on us. Now, stop stalling and get me off, dammit! Make me cum!"
A tiny part of Kevin's lust-fogged mind tried to form an objection. The rest of his brain, and the wildness of the situation, overrode the effort. His finger eased out of her humid hole and slid up her slit. The long, thick lips of her cunt closed around his finger. like mother, like daughter. If he closed his eyes, he could pretend that he was playing with his wife's pussy.
The tip of his finger rocked her boy in the boat. She gasped softly and jerked her hips. He rubbed the large bump experimentally, as if confirming that he really was touching her clit.
"Damn, your clit is bigger than Megan's. And hers is the biggest one I've ever seen."
"Oh, I'm glad to hear that," Danielle whispered.
Kevin passed the remark off as passionate mumbling. He rubbed the hard, erect pleasure point a little harder, then began massaging it more rapidly as she started to spasm. She tightened her arms around his neck and nuzzled her mouth into the crook of his shoulder. She bucked her cunt at his hand as he began to rub her clit faster.
The whole situation was bizarre. Never in his wildest dreams did he ever dream that he would be finger-fucking his mother-in-law on a dance floor, with his wife sitting right across the room! His cock throbbed and jerked, attempting to burst out of his pants. He had the insane fear that he was going to cream his jeans.
She put her mouth by his ear and whispered hotly, "My little cunny feels so good, darling! I'm going to cum!"
Kevin whipped his head around to see if anyone could tell what he was doing. Megan looked straight at him and smiled.
Danielle sucked the lobe of his ear into her mouth, and he nearly jumped out of his shoes. She pushed her thigh against his rock-hard prick and rubbed it as she hunched her ass. Her body began to vibrate. Kevin held onto her with his free arm, keeping her generous tits crushed into his chest. His finger began to move over her huge clit faster and faster, rolling it and massaging it rapidly.
She tightened her arms around his neck. He hoped she wasn't a screamer. One yelp from her would alert the whole room to what was happening. She began to shake like an aspen leaf in a strong wind. He could feel the trembling in her thigh pressed into his hard prick and in her firm tits crushed into his chest. The faster he stroked her clit, the harder her body shook. He thought for a moment that her body was going to vibrate to pieces and fly all over the dance floor.
The music was still playing, giving them a reason to still be on the floor. Danielle came down from her orgasm slowly. Her body continued to twitch, but she was no longer in danger of vibrating to pieces. He eased up the pressure on her clit and stroked it lightly.
"Oh, darling, that was positively marvelous!" she whispered in his ear. "You do know how to find a girl's hot button, don't you?"
"I couldn't miss yours. It's as big as the end of my little finger."
"The better to cum with, darling. Would you believe that I can often cum just by rubbing my thighs together?"
"I'm about ready to believe most anything about you."
She giggled and kissed him lightly. She took his hand and stuck his finger in his mouth. "I've been told that my pussy is delicious," she said with a big, seductive smile. "What do you think?"
"Whoever told you that is right," he replied. "Since Megan says you take good care of her, I assume you like to eat pussy."
"Yes."
"Do you have a big head? I simply adore big heads. I have a very large, very active G spot, and big heads really give me the shivers."
Kevin understood what she meant. "Well, Megan says it's pretty big."
"Good. The music has stopped. Let's go back to the table and see what Megan has been up to."
Holding his hand tightly, Danielle led him back across the dance floor to the table. Megan greeted them with a broad smile.
"Did you enjoy dancing with Mother, darling?" Megan smiled broadly. "If you can call standing in one spot and wiggling dancing."
"Shall we go?" Danielle said.
Megan eyed the big bulge in her husband's pants. "Do you want to go home, darling, or shall we dance some more?"
"I'm not sure that I can stand another dance like that one," Kevin said.
Danielle turned to him, shielding her action from Megan. She patted his hard cock and then turned around to pick up her handbag. "Thank you for the dance, darling," she said with a big grin.
"I think you two are playing a game with me," he said. "Did you hatch up some nefarious scheme this afternoon?"
"Game, darling?" Danielle asked teasingly.
"Not me, darling," Megan said, all sweetness and innocence. "You can't hold me responsible for whatever my mother does."
"I'm just being me," Danielle said sweetly. "Megan, will you drive, darling?"
"I had one glass of wine," Kevin said.
"Maybe Mother wants to see how well I drive," Megan said. She had no idea why Danielle wanted her to drive. She knew Kevin got her off on the dance floor, and suspected that she was up to further mischief. She couldn't explain her upbeat feeling, but she was beginning to enjoy her mother's little game. "She still isn't sure that her daughter is an adult."
"Oh, but I am, darling," Danielle said. "You proved that this afternoon."
Kevin sat between the women. By time they left the parking lot, Danielle had the hem of her dress lying in her lap, exposing her full, well-shaped thighs.
"Whew, it's kind of warm tonight," she said, looking at Kevin and grinning wickedly. "I thought even the summer nights were cool at this altitude."
"They are," he said. "It must be you."
Megan glanced down quickly. "I wouldn't be too sure, darling. You've got a lump of hot coals in your pants." She pulled her skirt up over her thighs. "Come to think of it, I'm pretty warm myself."
"You, too?" Kevin laughed. "You're ganging up on me." He patted his wife's bare thigh. "You surprise me."
"I surprise myself," Megan replied. "Mother must be infectious."
"I'll have you know that I'm perfectly healthy!" Danielle quipped.
Kevin twisted his head back and forth, checking out the display of naked female flesh. "What are you wearing under your dress?" he asked his wife.
"See for yourself." Megan pushed her dress up higher, and her pretty red bush flashed into view. She put both hands on the steering wheel and drove carefully.
"You know what I'm wearing under my dress," Danielle said. She pulled her dress higher, exposing the forest of reddish blonde hair between her thighs. She put one hand on Kevin's thigh. "Do you mind, darling?" she asked Megan.
"No, Mother, I don't mind at all. And I'm sure that Kevin doesn't either."
Danielle unzipped his pants, reached inside, and began to fondle his hard cock.
"You might as well take it out where you can get to it better, Mother," Megan said.
"No, this is okay," Danielle said. "If I take it out, I might make him cum. I would rather wait until we get home."
"Well, I will be damned," Kevin said softly.
"Darling, you can be anything you wish, as long as you're hard," Danielle said. "To quote Mae West, a hard man is good to find."