"That sounds like a great name for a porn movie," I joked, "Don't miss 'Suddenly Insatiable': sedate housewife unexpectedly breaks character to take on a football team." He chuckled at my impromptu plotline as he found us an open table.
We had lunch (sans blow job) and chatted about our upcoming two-week road trip to use up the time while we waited for the closing date on our new condo to arrive.
We were just finishing up when Cory texted me:
C: Circle C family bathroom now!
"Is it Cory?" Alex asked.
"Yes," I nodded and thought quickly. "He needs some money. Apparently he's eating somewhere that doesn't take credit cards."
"Ok, I can go and help him," Alex said.
"No, no," I objected, trying not to look too eager. "I'll go. You can pay the bill here, get some snacks for the drive... I want some licorice... and fuel up the vehicle."
"Yes, my drill sergeant," he joked, always teasing me about my planned itineraries.
"You'd better be ready to become a sexy full-time drill sergeant once we drop Cory off tomorrow," I quipped back, before I kissed him and walked away.
I texted:
M: On my way, Master.
C: Hurry up slut,
C: Time for your butt!
I laughed at his terrible rhyme and tried one of my own as I spotted the Circle C a couple of buildings down.
M: You're no Eminem.
M: But you can have my back end.
C: Okay, that was better, LOL
C: Now hurry up!!!
I walked double fast, almost running... knowing time was of the essence.
Reaching the bathroom, I found it locked. I knocked.
The door opened and I quickly slipped inside before it could close again.
"Bend over the sink," Cory ordered, taking control immediately.
"Yes, Master," I purred, turned on both by his strong persona and by what we'd just agreed we were about to do.
Once I was bent over, I saw lube in his hand. I asked, "You found some?"
"Believe it or not, yes," he nodded, as he tugged my thong down and poured some oil on his cock and between my ass cheeks.
A chill of adrenaline coursed through me: I was about to be ass fucked! I'd fantasized about it for years, tried to replicate it for years, yet nothing compares with the real thing.
I felt his cock rubbing up and down my ass cheeks and then felt it teasing my asshole.
I moaned, "Just slide it in, baby. Your cock was made for my ass."
He laughed, "Two days ago, who would have thought I would ever hear those words from you?"
"Yesterday morning, evennnnnn," I pointed out, as his cock broke through the sphincteral barrier that's supposed to ward off such violations from the outside world.
"So tight," he groaned, as his cock shoved itself sluggishly into me, slow like a turtle.
"So big," I groaned back, loving the way his cock was widening my asshole.
"Shit, I can't believe my clean-living Mom loves it in the ass," he said, clearly in as much awe of this moment as I was.
"I can't believe my righteous boy is so willingly sodomizing his mother in a public washroom," I quipped back.
He didn't respond, at least not verbally, but his hands grasped my hips a bit more tightly as he kept progressing deeper into my back door.
I, on the other hand, was talking endlessly, loving the opportunity to speak out after needing to be so cautiously silent in the vehicle, "Oh yes, baby, I want that entire cock of yours buried in Mommy's ass. Give it to your Mommy like the ass-slut she is! Baby that's painful, but it's so fucking good!"
"Almost there," he declared, as the never-ending slow penetration continued.
"I feel like you're impaling me," I whimpered, a mixture of pleasure and pain coursing through me. I'd always loved the pleasure-pain oxymoron. The right kind of pain often led to a more intense pleasure.
"All in," he announced a moment later.
A chill went up my spine at taking his entire cock in my ass. I asked naughtily, "Are you going to just hang out there and celebrate, or are you going to fuck Mommy's ass?"
"Beg for it, Mommy-slut," he demanded, not yet moving.
"Oh, baby, please fuck Mommy's asshole. It hasn't been fucked by a real cock in over twenty years!"
"Then it's time to make up for lost time," he declared, as he began to fuck me, but slowly.
"Oh yes baby, it feels so good," I moaned, the pleasure growing quickly to replace the pain.
"You love it in your ass, don't you?" he asked smugly, after a minute of slow fucking.
"I love your cock in any of my holes," I agreed.
"Information like that would have been good to know during my entire senior year," he joked.
"I never knew you were this well-hung," I quipped. "I stopped giving you baths when you were still little."
"I knew, though. So on my eighteenth birthday I should have just bent you over the kitchen table and fucked you senseless?" he speculated, as he started to go faster.
"Oh, if only you had a time machine to go back in time and do just that," I purred, the idea so fucking hot.
"We definitely need to make up for lost time," he promised.
"Then fuck me harder right now," I moaned, my long-denied orgasm building once again.
"I don't know if I want to," he teased, continuing his steady pace.
"Please Master," I whined, "Mommy needs her shit hole destroyed by your huge pile driver."
Suddenly he thrust hard, making me scream as he plumbed new depths inside me.
"You mean like that?" he asked, buried deep.
"I don't want this ever to end," I answered, before adding, "now do it again."
Then my phone rang.
"Shit, it's your father," I sighed.
"Interesting choice of words," he laughed as he gave me another deep, hard, thrust.
"Fuck, baby," I yelped, as I grabbed the phone.
"Answer it," he ordered.
"Try not to make me scream," I said.
"No promises," he tormented me, as he resumed fucking me.
"Hey, baby," I answered.
"Where are you?" he asked.
"In the bathroom," I answered.
"Almost done?" he asked.
"I may be a few minutes," I answered.
"Oh, okay. Did you find Cory?" he asked.
"He found me," I replied.
"Well, I'm ready whenever you are," he said.
"Okay, I'll be out soon," I moaned, "Cory's almost ready; we'll meet you at the car," as Cory started fucking me faster.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Upset stomach," I answered.
"Oh, okay," he said, clearly uncomfortable. "Take your time."
"Oh God!" I yelped, as Cory slammed into me again.
"I'd better let you go," Alex said.
"K," I whimpered, hanging up. "You brat."
"Slut."
"Mother fucker."
"Ass-taking cum slut."
"For you I am. Drill my ass," I demanded, the name-calling only enhancing my growing desire to cum.
He pounded me for a few more hard thrusts and then suddenly pulled out.
"Now what are you doing?" I whined, my orgasm nearing an apocalyptic explosion.
"I was just making sure your ass will be well gaped for me in the car," he explained, as he wrangled his erect cock away.
"You can't be serious?" I questioned, horny as hell.
"Oh yes, you're my Backseat Mommy and you need to live up to your role," he smiled, as he slapped my needy ass, hard.
"You fucking bastard," I snapped, as I stood up, and pulled up my thong as his phone rang.
"Hi, Dad," he greeted, pointing to his cock.
I glared at him, but obediently dropped to my knees and fished out his hard cock.
"Yeah, I'm just finishing up here," Cory said, as I took the cock that seconds earlier had been buried deep in my asshole, into my mouth.
"Yeah, I'm with Mom right now," he said. "She says she's feeling better and is just eating a hot dog."
My eyes went wide as I bobbed on his cock, the taste of my back door on his dick, tangy.
"I know, she has quite the appetite," Cory agreed, before adding, "I don't know how she takes it all in her tiny frame."
I could barely keep from laughing at the naughty innuendo he was telling his Dad, who would be completely oblivious to it.
"Okay, okay," he said, as he grabbed my head and began fucking my face. "I'll tell her to hurry up and swallow it all down. I'll give her something to wash it down with."
A few seconds later, I felt his cum slide down my throat.
I swallowed it all as he kept pumping his dick in my mouth. Once I'd extracted the entire load, he pulled out and said, "We should get back."
"That load was supposed to be for my ass," I pointed out, still on my knees.
"I didn't want my cum leaking out of your gaping ass and onto me," he said.
"Asshole," I quipped, as I stood up.
He smirked, "Ass, asshole, shithole, it's all the same."
"I still haven't come," I complained.
"Be a good, obedient Mommy-slut and I may let you come later," is all he said, as he swaggered out of the washroom.
I sighed and followed as I said, "I can't believe what you said to your father."
"What? I was serious. I am amazed at how you can take a whole sausage," he smirked.
Alex was leaning against the car.
"Ready?"
I nodded as I followed my son into the back seat. For the next hour nothing happened, which was both surprising and stressful. A lot of questions popped into my head:
Does he plan to fuck me again in the car?
Does he plan to fuck me in the ass in the car?
Will he finally let me have a fucking orgasm?
Why is he ignoring me?
In the end, my insecurities hit me as did my burning libido. I texted him:
M: Are you going to fuck me or what?
He didn't respond, instead asking his father, "Have you decided where you want to stay for the night?"
"Are you already sick of your mother sitting on your lap?" I asked, rubbing my ass on his cock.
"No," he said, "Just curious."
Alex said, "Well, if we push hard for three hours we'll hit Edestoon."
"That would be a great place to stop for the night," Cory approved.
"Think you two can last three more hours back there?" Alex asked.
"Oh, I think we'll be okay," I said, as I reached my hand beneath myself and around my son's hard cock.
"Yeah," Cory agreed, "I'm so used to this by now, it's like Mom is one of my appendages."
I couldn't help but laugh.
Alex did too. "I'm really sorry to put you two in such a tight place."
Cory quipped, as he moved his hand under me and felt up my ass, "Oh, I've been in tighter places."
My face burned at the naughty, blunt innuendo.
As his finger teased my ass, he texted me:
C: So you want me to fuck you in the ass right here, right now?
I didn't hesitate, my desire to come overriding anything else.
M: Yes, Master. Please fill my asshole with that big dick of yours.
C: Think you can sit down on it entirely?
M: Yes, or die trying!!!
C: Slut!
M: Mother fucker!
C: Incestuous criminal.
M: You're my partner in crime.
He grabbed the lube and handed it to me. He wanted me to lube his cock and my ass. Somehow his demanding this service of me only made it hotter and nastier.
I fished out his cock. It was already (or still?) hard.
I poured a generous puddle of lube in my hand and stroked his glorious cock slowly, loving the feeling of his hard meat in my hand. I then leaned forward, leaning against the front seat, which caused my husband to turn to look at me.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
"Just changing positions," I answered truthfully, as I simultaneously used my left hand (which he couldn't see from where he sat) to rub the coconut oil all around my rosebud. And most people thought coconut oil was only good for baking!
"We can stop for a break whenever you want," he said.
"No, no," I objected, as I slid a finger slightly inside my ass. "It's such a miserable day. We may as well just keep chugging along and get there as soon as we can."
"Yeah, it's still raining cats and dogs," he nodded.
"Well, you just focus on the road," I suggested, as I positioned my son's cock straight up and slowly lowered my pucker onto it. "And we'll just keep ourselves entertained back here," I added, presenting my own naughty innuendo for Cory's and my entertainment.
"Will do," he nodded, as I began sitting down directly onto my son's flagpole.
Cory's cockhead was at my eager back door, and I ever so slowly sodomized myself on his majestic, magic cock.
Our earlier ass fucking in the bathroom, added to an additional helping of the lube, made his dick slide inside me rather easily, and with only a mild discomfort. That said, the discomfort was countered by the euphoria of having a dick back inside me and the risky thrill of sodomizing myself with my husband less than two feet away.
I was about two thirds down, taking my time as I prepared myself for how deep he would soon be inside me when Alex swerved and I lost my balance, collapsing entirely onto Cory's cock.
"Oh fuck!" I screamed, as I suddenly felt myself fully impaled on my son's sword, experiencing a sudden intense pain as his cock reached impossible depths.
"You okay?" Alex asked, slowing down.
"Yes," I said, trying to compose myself. "I just got banged up on that swerve."
Cory quipped, "Yeah Mom, you slammed into me good."
"Sorry," Alex apologized, "there was a sudden deer on the side of the road."
"It's okay," I said, my words having different meanings to each man. "I just need some time to recover."
"Okay," Alex said.
As I sat on my son's cock, I tried to get used to the simmering pain that was now coursing through me from the sudden impaling.
Cory texted:
C: Just relax. We're in it for the long haul.
M: Okay! Your cock pretty much impaled me.
C: It would be a great way to die!
M: If I die before I come it will be the worst way to die.
C: LOL!!!
C: I am preparing a BIG surprise for you tonight!!!
M: What???
C: It's a surprise!!!
M: I hate surprises!
C: I think you enjoyed the last two days of surprises.
M: But I didn't know in advance I had surprises coming.
C: With me you'll always have surprises coming. Now sit still on my cock and be a good Mommy-pet!!!
M: Yes, Master!
And I obeyed. I just sat there with my son's big cock lodged deep in my asshole. As the miles rolled by, the pain eventually faded away and I wanted to start bouncing on his pogo stick.
Yet I just sat there.
Awaiting orders.
Alex asked, "A truck stop in five miles. Do you guys want to stop?"
"No!" I said, a little bit too emphatically.
"Okay, okay," Alex laughed, "I just thought you might need to stretch."
"I'm all stretched now," I replied, and then realized that would make no sense to Alex.
"Okay," he said.
C: You nasty slut! You really do want a good fucking, don't you!!!
M: I want you to ream my asshole until I come and you erupt a load in it.
C: Right here?
C: Right now?
I knew I should wait until we were alone... maybe we could meet again tonight. Yet I needed it now. This long-withheld orgasm was begging for release.
M: I'm your slut!
C: That may be true... but that doesn't answer the question.
M: Yes, I want you to fuck my ass right here, right now!!!
M: Ream my ass until you deposit your seed deep in my rectum.
M: Please, Master!
Suddenly he bucked up, his cock reaching new depths inside me.
"Oh, God!" I gasped, a fresh helping of pleasure and pain coursing through me.
"What?" Alex asked.
"I just saw a dead dog on the side of the road," I lied as my head spun.
"I didn't see anything," Alex said, looking in his mirror.
"It's so sad," I said, as I began slowly riding my son's cock.
"It was there," Cory lied for me. "I saw it too."
"Okay," Alex gave in. "Then I'd better focus on this road."
"Please do," I said, before biting my lips to keep my moans from escaping. I can't explain it, as I'm sure I'm in the minority in this, but I feel greater pleasure and have bigger orgasms from anal sex... although for the past twenty plus years it had only been with sex toys. The pleasure of a real cock in my butt was incredibly stimulating, and it heralded a soon-to-come utopian euphoria.
For a few minutes I slowly rode this cock, getting used to my son's huge cock in me... again the pain fading away as my pleasure built.
Then, wanting to get really fucked, I began riding him faster. I wanted to bounce up and down on his cock, take it as deep as possible inside my asshole, but that would make too much noise and maybe even start bouncing the car around on its springs, which would affect Alex's driving and give us away, so I focused on just going faster.
Yet I couldn't get any rhythm going, and I was getting frustrated.
Cory seemed not to notice my frustration as he texted:
C: Lean forward and to the side so I can really plow your back door.
I obeyed, leaning way forward and to the right side so my head was positioned between the two front seats.
Cory repositioned himself, leaning to the right as well, and slid his cock back into me. I bit my lip so I wouldn't moan, even though I couldn't completely stifle a soft whimper. Fortunately for me, the loud rain was still pelting down.
I moved my hands to the sides of the front passenger seats for leverage, and just braced myself while I allowed my son to fuck my ass. He fucked me fast, but he managed not to slam into me and make sounds that would get us caught. Although I was enjoying the fucking, I wanted it rougher, harder and deeper.
Alex asked, looking over at my awkward placement, "Is that even comfortable?"
I was speaking more to Cory as I answered, "It's not perfect, but it's the best I can manage for the moment."
"I'm going to pull over at the next truck stop. I really need to pee," Alex decided.
"Okay," I nodded, concerned I would once again be denied my long-awaited orgasm.
Cory kept fucking me, although not hard enough to get me off, and in the precarious position I was in, I needed both arms to hold myself up, so I couldn't get a hand to my fevered twat.
"Here's a truck stop," Alex announced a couple minutes later.
Frustrated, I leaned way back and sat down entirely on Cory's dick.
I lifted my ass up a bit, trying to signal Cory to fuck himself up into me.
He caught on and resumed fucking me even as we were slowing down. My hands now free, I was frantically rubbing myself, my orgasm imminent and yet refusing to erupt.
Cory kept ass fucking me even as my husband came to a stop, causing me to fall back onto my son's sword.
"I gotta pee," Alex blurted out, dashing from the car.
"Pound my shithole," I demanded, the moment Alex was out of sight and hearing.
"Ride me, slut," Cory ordered.
And I began bouncing. Hard and fast. Finally able to really get fucked. I rode his cock furiously, no longer worried about getting caught, only focused on coming.
"Come for me, my nasty ass slut," Cory demanded, "Come right now, like the dirty cum slut you are."
"Oh God, yes," I moaned loudly, my orgasm finally about to break through its invisible barrier.
"I'm about to come in your shit hole," Cory groaned.
"Oh yes, come in Mommy's dirty asshole," I moaned, bouncing recklessly on his cock.
"Aaaah," he groaned a couple bounces later. As soon as I felt his load explode inside me, my own cum exploded out of me.
"YOU MOTHER FUCKER," I screamed, as my bubble burst and intense pleasure cascaded through me and flooded out of me.
Yes, come my dirty ass-slut," he groaned, as his torrent of cum continued to fill my ass.
Even though I was still coming, I knew our time was short so I opened the door, almost fell out of the car and quickly pulled my thong up as I felt my son's cum leaking out of my ass and my own cunt cum joining it to trickle down my legs.
Looking up, I saw a couple of teen boys and an older woman staring at me. There was no way they couldn't see I was struggling to recover from the sex I'd been having just moments before. They'd probably even seen the car rocking and heard what I screamed.
Mortified by the boys' leers and the woman's judgemental glare, I scuttled directly to the bathroom, so distracted I actually walked right into my husband.
"You okay?" he asked. "You look all flustered."
"I really need to pee," I answered, charging past him and into the ladies'.
I went directly into a stall, pulled down my soaked panties and did indeed urinate with great force. I also forced some of my son's cum out of my gaping ass.
I couldn't believe I had fucked my son in the car... again... still unable to resist the temptation. It was like his cock was the forbidden fruit and I was unable not to gobble it down every chance I got.
As I cleaned my two lower orifices, Cory texted me:
C: That was amazing!
M: I can't believe we just did that!
M: I think at least three people knew I'd just been fucking. They even watched me pulling my thong up!
C: Are you ready for more?
M: You can't be serious???
C: Oh, I need a rest too. But click on this link. Tonight we will make another of your fantasies come true.
I clicked on the link and gasped.
It was a Craigslist ad.
Horny submissive MILF slut looking to be DP'd.
Submissive three hole cum slut wants to make her double penetration fantasy come true.
Her young Master is looking for one or two men with big cocks who are willing to DP her or even make her AIR TIGHT.
Please send face and cock pictures, as we are selective and want to make this special for our horny slut. This is a one-night-only offer. The bigger you are, the more likely we'll be to respond.
Please be serious, as this cum slut wants to make a decades'-long fantasy a reality... TONIGHT!!!
This event will take place at Edestoon hotel and not begin until after 11 o'clock.
I read and re-read it a dozen times.
I couldn't believe Cory would do this.
I also couldn't believe the rush that went up my spine at the possibility of being double penetrated and just used by some strangers like a cheap slut.
As I finally stood up, unsure how to deal with this new situation, He sent me another text.
C: I got a dozen responses so far.
C; Would you like to try a black cock?
C: Ten inches!
C: And thick!
Oh my God!!! This way I could realize two fantasies at once. I had always wanted to fuck a black man. I often read race play stories online, and my favourite filmed porn was interracial.
C: Here is his picture!!!
I clicked on it and my mouth watered.
Fuck!
Suddenly fucking my son seemed less like cheating... I know, absurd but true.
This black stranger with a ten-incher would definitely be cheating.
As I contemplated the big black cock, I washed up and examined myself in the mirror.
What was I becoming?
And why couldn't I resist being such a slut?
Yet, even though I knew I shouldn't... I texted my son:
M: BOOK HIM!!!
As soon as I'd sent the text, I regretted doing it.
As a wife I knew this was so wrong. I loved my husband. Yet he didn't understand my sexual needs... never had... and I had spent two decades stifling my true sexual self, never truly satisfied.
I began to wonder if love was enough. Was I really willing to spend the rest of my life faking orgasms and being completely dissatisfied with my sex life?
Yesterday my son Cory had awakened a sleeping giant inside me and there was no way she was returning to slumber. These thoughts, as my body calmed down from my recent sex, had me seriously reflecting on the remainder of my life. A life that had been long planned and laid out in front of me... one that prior to yesterday I'd been completely content with... excited even.
But now... now such an insipid existence wasn't good enough. It really had become that black and white.
I knew that this passionate, raw sex I'd been enjoying for the last couple of days, and I had to admit Cory had been satisfying a deep need inside me, even when he'd been driving me crazy by endlessly denying me an orgasm, that all of it... the excitement, the exhilaration, even the frustration... I knew this kind of sex was not only what I wanted, but what I needed. And it wasn't only about the sex. The way my son was forcing me to surrender to him mind, body and soul, was fulfilling a deep-seated need in me I'd always known about, but had never comprehended how powerful it was.
I needed to fulfill the many fantasies... sexual and otherwise... I'd always had but only now saw the possibility of achieving. Yet I needed to be honest with my husband. He deserved better than having his wife sneak out to submit herself as a cheap slut for strangers... of course he also deserved better than a wife who was furtively committing incest right behind him in the car.
Yet you only live once... and I seemed to be packing all my wild, fulfilling sexually submissive explorations into a chance-of-a-lifetime three-day road trip. I refused to deny myself this powerful experience. Therefore, any revelations and subsequent discussions with my husband would have to wait until we were alone. Until after we'd dropped Cory off at his college.
Afterwards I would have years to regret what I had done.
Or years to regret what I had refused to allow myself to do.
I knew it was regret for the things you hadn't done, the experiences you'd denied yourself, that always came back to haunt you... such as in that powerful movie The Notebook.
So, even though I knew what I was doing was wrong, knew it could even end my marriage, I decided in the end not to rescind my slutty decision, not to text my son and tell him to call off this booty call with some black stranger sporting a ten-incher. I decided to ponder my immediate future a bit longer. Would I go through with an orgy? I didn't know. Today's long-denied orgasm finally achieved and it having delivered all the release I'd been desperate for, suddenly I wasn't so excited about achieving the next one in an orgy, even if said orgy was to be orchestrated by my imaginative and masterful son Cory. On the other hand, I also wasn't appalled at the idea. To put it succinctly, I didn't know a damn thing about what I did or didn't want. My mind was as big a mess as my well-used body.
Confused and indecisive, I went and grabbed a nice cold coke, suddenly realizing how parched I had become.
I unexpectedly felt a pair of arms wrapping themselves around me from behind, so I whispered all flirtatiously, assuming it was Cory, "You just can't get enough of me, can you?"
Thankfully, I hadn't said Cory's name or anything else to give me away as my husband replied, "No, I never can."
"Such a horny man," I purred, hiding my surprise as I turned around, wishing he would have shown me this much interest in the past.
"It's your radiant beauty that does it," he answered, sweet as always. He had always been a romantic man, a thoughtful man, even a considerate man most of the time... he just had never been an I'm-gonna-fuck-you-like-a-complete-slut type of man.
His loving words made me feel bad for him again, yet not bad enough to stop doing what I was doing. Deciding to test him, to give him an opportunity I hadn't given him in years, I asked, "Are you horny enough to take me into the bathroom here, bend me over the sink and just fuck me with no foreplay or sweet words? Just ram it in with no thought for my comfort?"
His face went beet red as he stammered, "Um, I, well..."
I interrupted him as I added, "In the ass?"
"Sarah!" he gasped, completely turned off at the idea.
"With Cory gone now and turning us into empty-nesters without a live-in chaperone, I'm expecting you to fulfill some of the manly duties you haven't been fulfilling," I continued, figuring maybe this unplanned episode of taboo sex with my son could perhaps rekindle my sex life with my husband, maybe save a marriage I wasn't sure could be saved.
"Sarah, I, um, what's gotten into you?" he asked, whispering so others nearby wouldn't hear.
"Not enough of your cock," I smiled back, squeezing his cock firmly and finally giving him a meaningful answer to this recurring question. His cock was hard. Promising. "Especially in my tight, neglected butt," I completed my thought.
Sensing his confusion, his helpless floundering for what to say, his clear lack of any ability to give me the answer I was looking for, I just walked away from him before he had the chance to say something we'd both regret, and went to pay for my pop and a bag of chips.
I turned around and saw Alex was still staring at me in shock. My assessment was correct: he was incapable of ever giving me what I needed. He didn't even need to say it.
I purchased my items and changed the subject with, "Shall we go?"
He nodded, still attempting to regain his composure, I could tell I'd really shaken him, "Yeah, yeah, I guess we'd better, sweetheart."
See what I mean? He could be conciliatory, but he couldn't ever take charge of me like his son could.
Back in the car, we drove the next couple of hours without any sex. Cory and I both fell asleep with his arms wrapped around my waist, exhausted from our marathon ass-fucking. When I woke up I noticed Cory was on his phone and wondered if there had been any more responses. I hadn't ever told him I might consider his plans for tonight to be a bad idea, so as far as he knew I was 100% onboard with no hesitations whatsoever.
I texted him:
M: Any more responses?
C: Over a hundred.
Trying to be playful, I made a joke.
M: Wow, that would be quite the gangbang!!
C: Is that what you want???
Oh shit! I was just kidding. But what did I really want? Upon reflection I knew for certain I wanted to be double penetrated at some point. I was also curious what airtight meant, I would have to ask him. I also was intrigued by the picture of the black cock he'd sent me. Yet a gangbang was an entirely different thing... or was it? Funny, now that I'd had a little time to recover from my latest super-charged orgasm, I was again leaning toward getting dp'd or more by some total strangers, and why not tonight? I really was becoming a slut. I was even revelling in it. Years of domesticated housewifery had mellowed me, but now I was rediscovering my true sexuality.
M: I probably wouldn't refuse such a thing. What do you want me to do, Master?
C: It's your night, Mom. I'm not deciding this time. What do you want?
There it was. Completely in my hands. I contemplated this for a few minutes. If I was going to continue cheating, I may as well go all in.
I hadn't yet answered when Cory added:
C: Want to read the responses?
He handed me his phone and I couldn't believe how many were there.
I clicked on the newest one:
19-year-old college student. Eight-inch cock. Would love to fuck that ass of yours.
Although I liked his age... I wanted studs who were energizer bunnies and could quickly reload. But I also preferred someone who put a little more thought into his response.
I clicked past a few that were generic 'What's Up?' or 'Found anyone yet?' or 'Here's my dick.'
I wanted to be impressed and oddly, to be wooed by my Craigslist suitors. I know, ironic considering I was contemplating being treated like an objectified slut and getting double penetrated or more with absolutely no consideration for my admittedly brilliant mind.
I then typed on his notepad, recalling a term from earlier I still didn't know:
M: What is airtight?
I showed it to him and he took the phone and typed. When he was done he handed it back to me.
C: Airtight is when all three of your holes are filled completely, thus AIRTIGHT! But you're not truly airtight since you can breathe through your nose. No danger of asphyxiation.
I nodded. That made complete sense and as usual of late, it turned me on completely.
Eventually I handed Cory his phone back with one final text for him, deciding fuck it, I was going all in:
M: Get a few big cocks for me, baby. But only a few, not a hundred.
We drove in relative silence as I pondered what I was becoming.
I had willingly cheated on my husband... with our son... in the backseat of our car. For two days straight.
I was now willingly agreeing to cheat on my husband... with strangers... in a hotel room.
I sighed. The longer I thought about it, the more I began to doubt my decision. Not so much about fucking Cory; no, I wouldn't take that back for the world, and I knew I'd do it again the moment he was ready. I was undoubtedly a slut for my son now and forever, no question. But fucking total strangers?
Alex broke into my thoughts by asking, "You guys want to go for a nice supper when we stop for the night?"
"Sure," I agreed, needing to spend some time with my husband face to face, needing to maintain the appearance of a good wife.
"Yeah, I could use a nice meal," Cory added, as he moved his hands from around my waist and down to my pussy.
"You're always hungry," I joked, my assertion having two very separate meanings.
"I'm a growing young man," he asserted right back as his cock flexed under my ass, his response also having two very separate meanings.
Alex agreed, "Yeah, our grocery bill will be a lot cheaper with you out of the house."
Cory agreed, his finger leisurely tracing my pussy lips, "Yeah, I'll definitely miss Mom's home cooking. Yours, not so much."
I almost erupted with laughter at his nasty innuendos. Both of them, but especially at the image of Cory sucking off his father... distastefully.
"Which is why I don't often cook," Alex agreed equably. "But we'll always have Mom's home cooking for you whenever you come home to visit," Alex offered.
I bit my lip to avoid laughing at what Alex was unknowingly offering his son!
"Yeah, I plan on eating a lot of home cooking when I come home to visit," Cory agreed.
I added, "Well, you don't always have to come home; I'll have to come out and visit you sometimes and bring along some tasty meals for you to enjoy."
"I would love that," Cory said, his finger now parting my pussy lips, causing them to greet him with some welcoming moisture.
Alex said, "I imagine cafeteria food won't be anywhere near as good."
"Nothing tastes as good as Mom's," Cory responded, my face burning red because of his tantalizing finger and the surreal conversation we were having.
An 80's song came on that I didn't recognize, but Alex did, so he started singing along and the conversation came to an end.
Cory used the song's distraction to lift up my ass and slowly ease my pussy down onto his cock.
I moaned softly, "Sick of my ass already?"
He laughed, "Just want to make sure all three of your holes get the equal attention they deserve."
I laughed, "That's very thoughtful of you. What a considerate son."
And for the next while, I just sat there with his cock buried deep inside my pussy. I didn't need to ride it. I didn't need him to fuck me. I was content just to have him inside me. Maintaining our connection but doing what he wanted.
"Half an hour," Alex announced.
"Good, because I'm famished," I said, my stomach growling to inform me it needed more than just cum to keep it satisfied.
"Me too," Cory added, "all this sitting around back here is improving my digestion so much I'm getting hungry a lot faster."
Alex laughed, "Yeah, you're not used to just sitting around, are you?"
Cory concurred, "No, I'm missing my workouts."
"Well, maybe once we check into the hotel you can go for one," Alex suggested.
"I definitely should," Cory agreed, as he tapped my clit significantly.
I took that as a signal to start riding him. Instead of bouncing though, I ground my pussy on his cock, moving my hips forward and back... wanting to milk his cock slowly.
"I could use a workout too," I added. "Sitting here these past two days has gotten me kind of stiff." I smirked at my incidental usage of the word 'stiff'.
"I'm stiff right now," Cory bantered.
"Maybe a nice soak in a hot tub would do us all some good," Alex suggested.
"For sure," I agreed, adding, "it would definitely loosen me up a bit."
"I imagine you are pretty tight being stuck back there," Alex added.
I could barely hold back from roaring with laughter as I continued grinding on Cory's cock, slowly building the pleasure inside me.
Cory began rubbing my clit, shifting my focus to pleasure instead of idle chit chat.
I began grinding faster and yet another orgasm was quickly on the rise.
But suddenly as my orgasm grew close, Cory stopped rubbing my clit and held my hips in place. He whispered infuriatingly, "To be continued."
I looked back at him and mouthed, "Are you serious?"
He shrugged and went onto his phone.
I began riding him again, wanting to get off, but he grabbed my hips and pulled me back solidly onto his lap. I texted:
M: What the fuck???
He texted back:
C: All good things CUM to those who wait.
I sighed dramatically just as Alex said, "We're here."
"Good," I complained sourly. "My ass is killing me."
"I bet it is," Alex agreed, sounding sympathetic... more oblivious responses to the true meaning behind my words. Keeping him in the dark was a major turn-on, but a small part of me felt really bad for him.
Yet that part of me was overruled by my son's dominance.
I slyly lifted myself off his cock, and then out of the car, as soon as Alex pulled into a parking spot.
Alex laughed at my prompt exit, "You must really need to stretch."
I agreed, even as wetness leaked down my leg, "I have trouble sitting in the same position for too long."
Cory walked past me and whispered, "Good to know."
As Alex checked us in, we learned there was only one room left, apparently a rodeo was in town. We booked it anyway, making me wonder how I was going to get Cory inside me tonight and how the promised gangbang was even going to work. I then shook my head at my skewed priorities. What was becoming of me?
We carried our luggage up to our room and then headed straight across the street for dinner, all of us famished.
At dinner we mostly speculated about Cory's new life at college and the new adventures his higher education would bring. The entire conversation saddened me. I would have been sad regardless of the past two days... but the sadness of empty nest syndrome had been replaced with the sadness of empty ass and cunt syndrome. Absurd, but truly sad.
As dinner ended, Cory requested, "Dad, can I take the car to do some shopping?"
"Sure," Alex nodded. "Your mother and I can go use the hot tub."
"TMI!" Cory joked.
I added jocularly, "Yes, honey, I'm afraid it's true. Your pure and innocent Mommy and Daddy are going to have sex in the hot tub while you're gone."
"Sarah!" Alex gasped, not used to this frank and bawdy side of me.
Cory laughed, "It's okay Dad, I know you two have sex. My very existence is living proof!"
Alex shook his head in embarrassment, handed Cory the keys and said merely, "Please get the car filled too
"Sure, Dad," Cory nodded, taking the keys.
Once he was gone I suggested, putting my hand on my husband's crotch, trying to use my son's reawakening of my sexuality to improve, maybe even save, my marriage, "So about the hot tub?"
"I could use a soak."
"I could use a cock in me," I whispered back, rubbing his dick.
"Honey," he groaned.
"Let's go," I said.
"Okay," he agreed.
I led him to our hotel room and immediately dropped to my knees, pulled down his pants and took his cock in my mouth.
He groaned, "I thought we were going to the hot tub."
I sucked him for a few seconds before standing up and smiling, "We are. I was just prepping you."
"I'm not complaining," he wondered as he got undressed, "but I have to ask, what's with all the sudden, um..."
"Backseat claustrophobia seems to really get me horny," I answered the incomplete question.
He laughed. "Well, I should make you sit back there every day."
"Why? Are you trying to turn me into a sex maniac?" I joked, knowing I already was one.
"There are worse things to be," he shrugged, putting his trunks on.
"Touché," I laughed.
We went down to the pool and I was disappointed to see lots of people there... way too many to get away with any hot tub sex.
Nevertheless, I whispered sultrily, "Think we can fuck here?"
"Not without lots of witnesses," he said.
"If it weren't for the kids around, I would so straddle you in the hot tub anyway," I teased, before swaying sexily away from him and stepping into the hot tub.
We had a twenty-minute soak, chatting with another couple about great places to visit, before heading back to the hotel room.
Once we were inside, I pushed Alex onto the bed and said, "It's no hot tub, but it'll do."
"What about Cory?"
"I'll text him and make sure he's still busy."
I texted him:
M: Where are you?
He texted back:
C: Buying you something special for tomorrow's ride.
I texted him back:
M: You bad Mommy-fucker! How long until you come back?
C: Fifteen minutes. Don't you dare fuck Dad!! Tonight you're my slut!!
Those assertive words turned me on... again making me wish Alex could be that dominant and aggressive.
I responded, even though I wasn't sure how he planned to fuck me with us sharing a single room:
M: Yes, Master!
I sighed, "Sorry, honey, Cory is already on his way back."
"Shit," he sighed.
I shrugged, thinking Cory hadn't said anything about oral, "But he said fifteen minutes. That's probably enough time to give you an old-fashioned blow job."
"You sure?" he asked.
"I want my dessert," I shrugged, tugging his trunks down and taking his cock back in my mouth.
"Oh God," he groaned, as I bobbed hungrily.
As I expected he didn't last long, not even two minutes, before he warned me, "I'm going to come."
I kept bobbing, swallowing it all, before I sat up and grinned, "Yummy."
"For your tummy," he joked, completing a saying we'd used on Cory when he was a child.
I rubbed my tummy and laughed, "Indeed. Yummy cummy!"
I showered and came out to find Alex and Cory chatting while they watched some sports highlights.
I announced, "Your turn, Alex."
"I think I'll have a bath," he replied.
"Sure," I nodded.
Once Alex was gone and I heard the water running, I asked, "Soooooooo, what did you get me?"
"That is a surprise for tomorrow," Cory said with a smile.
"You know I hate surprises."
"You seem to have enjoyed all my surprises so far," he shrugged, walking over to me.
"True enough," I nodded.
"Bend over," he ordered.
"You want to fuck me with your father in the next room?" I asked, although I was wearing nothing but a robe, so we could be quick about it.
"A better question is, do you want me to fuck you with my father in the next room?" he turned it around, cupping my tits over my robe.
"You're so bad," I moaned, completely at his whim. "You know I do."
Using a wall for balance, I bent over.
Cory stepped up behind me and slid his cock in me. He fucked me rapidly for maybe fifteen seconds before we heard the bathroom door opening.
Cory nonchalantly stepped away from me just in time and turned away to tuck his cock away as Alex came out and said, oblivious to what he was interrupting, "I forgot my razor and shaving cream."
I said, my heart racing from almost getting caught, "It's in your suitcase."
He was approaching the suitcase when Cory announced, "I'm going to take Mom for a drive."
"Oh, where?" Alex asked, as he rummaged through the suitcase.
I walked over to Alex and accused teasingly as I picked up the travel bag he couldn't find, "You really do have man eyes."
He shrugged, "I don't know how I didn't see that."
"You are rather oblivious," I said, taking a shot at him.
"That's why I have you to point things out to me," he shrugged before returning to the bathroom.
As soon as the door was closed, Cory stepped back up to me, bent me over the bed and slid his cock back in my pussy.
I moaned, "This is so dangerous."
"More so than fucking you in the backseat?" he asked.
"Touché," I laughed, as he fucked me.
"Plus, the chance of getting caught is quite a rush, isn't it?" he added.
"A little," I moaned, not admitting how big a rush it was.
"Oh, you love it," he insisted as he continued fucking me... somehow knowing me so much better than my husband of over twenty years.
"Risk or not, I love having you inside me," I moaned, as we heard the bathwater shut off and the splashing sounds of Alex climbing in.
"You'd better be making visits to my dorm," he told me.
"Who would you introduce me as?"
"My slut," he said. Before adding another thought, "Or better yet, my MILF girlfriend."
"Not your mother?" I asked, my orgasm rising.
He laughed, "That may be a little TMI for most people."
"Good call," I agreed.
He suddenly pulled out and said, "Go get dressed. I have another surprise for you tonight."
I sighed, hating when my orgasm was denied, "You'd better finish what you started, young man." I was also curious whether he'd somehow found a way to make my gangbang happen. Horny as I was, I knew I wouldn't resist for a moment if he managed to put me in that situation.
"Oh, I definitely plan on doing that," he smiled, "just not quite yet," as he slapped my ass and added, "Now hurry up, slut."
"Fuck, do I love when you call me names," I said, getting up, squeezing his cock and then grabbing something to wear.
I went into the bathroom to change.
Alex was still lounging in the tub when I walked in, shrugged off my robe and began to put on a sundress.
Alex asked, "A little cool out there for a light dress, isn't it?"
"Maybe," I shrugged, before adding, "but I'm feeling a little bloated, so I don't want to wear jeans."
"Too much 'yummy cummy' in your tummy?" Alex joked.
I laughed at his cutesy question, "Maybe."
"No panties?" he asked.
"My naughty secret, just for you," I shrugged.
"You're so bad," he said.
"Just the way you like it," I winked, as I leaned down and kissed him before waltzing back out.
As soon as I was back in the room, Cory handed me a pair of thigh highs. "You can put these on in the car."
"Yes, Master," I saluted, curious where he was taking me. He hadn't said a word about that, either to Alex or me.
I followed him outside and was surprised to see how dark it had gotten by just after nine. As Alex had mentioned, it had also cooled down substantially.
I asked as we got to the car, "Where are we going?"
"Not far," he said, leaving it at that.
I got in the backseat where there would be more room for me to don my stockings, and Cory took the driver's seat. As he drove, I put on the thigh highs and saw a black bag on the floor. I reached down towards it and asked, "What's in the bag?"
"Don't you dare touch that," he ordered. "That's tomorrow's surprise."
"Fine," I sighed. I then repeated, "Where are we going?"
"To make another one of your fantasies into a reality," he answered.
"You got the gangbang to happen?" I asked, my pussy leaking at the exciting thought.
"Not exactly," he said, before adding, "I think there only being a single hotel room was a sign the gangbang was a mistake."
"How so?" I asked.
"The more I thought about it, the more I wasn't sure I wanted to share your sweet pussy and tight ass with any other guys; I don't even like the idea of Dad fucking you."
"He almost never does," I sighed.
"Good," he said, sounding jealous. "But I did find a way to make another of your fantasies turn into a reality."
"And which one is that?" I asked, as he pulled into a strip mall on the edge of town. My eyes widened in anticipation when I saw it contained an adult store. Maybe with some horny men inside?
"You'll see," he said mysteriously as he parked.
Once we were out of the car he took my hand, which sent a romantic chill up my spine, and led me into the adult store.
I could see quickly that sex toys had advanced immensely in recent years as he led me through row after row of toys and then down a narrow hallway. As soon as we entered a room at the end, I could tell what he had in mind.
I was in a glory hole!
My pussy tingled with anticipation!
I asked, "So you don't want strangers fucking Mommy's cunt, or pounding Mommy's asshole, but you're okay with strangers filling Mommy's mouth?"
"For some reason yes," he nodded. "I am."
I said, "I doubt we'll have much time before your father calls to find out where we are."
"Then let's not waste any." He reached for me, raised my dress over my head to leave me totally naked except for my thigh highs and shoes (I hadn't worn a bra, either) and informed me, "It's time to taste you directly from the source. I haven't had that pleasure since last night."
"Mmmmmm," I purred, "you want to taste your Mommy?"
"I've been craving your authentic home cooking all day," he answered, as he sat me down on a cheap stackable chair covered in cracked plastic, and then knelt down and began to lick me. At the first touch of his tongue we could have been in a palace for all I cared about the surroundings.
"Dine away," I invited him, as I watched him bury his face deeper between my legs.
He licked me for only a moment before I began moaning, as he reignited the orgasm he'd left smouldering in the hotel room. "That's it baby, lick Mommy's cunt."
"Oh God," a voice groaned from nowhere. "Are you two really Mom and son?"
I nervously looked around and noticed that there wasn't one, but two glory holes, each on opposite walls.
I asked the voice, "Hello, young man. Do you want to fuck your Mommy too?"
"Oh shit," the stunned young voice said as I saw a wide-open eye staring unbelievingly at my naked body. (I knew he wouldn't be allowed in the store if he were younger than legal age; we were just roleplaying.)
"Show me your cock, stud," I ordered.
The staring eye disappeared and a small cock popped into view.
I moaned, "Is your cock hard because you're thinking of fucking your own Mommy?"
"God, yes," he purred.
Cory finally rose to the occasion, rising from between my legs, "Go ahead, Mom. Suck his dick."
"Yes, son," I said, playing to our audience of one. "I always obey my son like a good Mommy-slut should."
Somehow talking so nastily, especially in front of a witness, enhanced my excitement as I strolled over to the small cock, bent over, leaving my pussy and ass available for my son should he wish to indulge, and took the small, but very hard, prick in my mouth.
"Oooooooh," the guy groaned.
I bobbed quickly on his cock, easily able to deep throat his not quite five-inch tool.
I liked the thrill of the glory hole, but I hoped to experience some cocks bigger than this one.
"Pussy or ass, Mom?" Cory asked suddenly, his hands on my bare hips.
I took the anonymous cock out long enough to answer, "My holes are all yours son, fuck your mother anyway you'd like."
"You're not really mom and son, are you?" the small-dicked guy asked.
"He came out of my cunt eighteen years ago and now he likes going back in there every chance he gets," I answered bluntly, "he'd live in there full-time if life didn't get in the way," as Cory's cock filled my fevered pussy.
"Fuck is that hot," the guy groaned, as I took his cock back in my mouth, confident he would shoot his load very soon.
And soon he did, spewing his cum into my mouth and down my throat. I bobbed until his entire load was deposited in me and then said, "Thanks, son. Such a good boy."
"Thank you, ma'am," he replied weakly.
Cory kept fucking me for a bit until he mentioned, "There's a cock in the other hole if you're still hungry."
"I'm famished for cock," I answered, as I looked behind me to see a massive black cock inhabiting the hole. I added, "And I've never had a chocolate one."
"I figured you'd like to have your sweet tooth satisfied," he said, as he lifted me upright, his cock somehow staying lodged deep in my pussy as we lock-stepped across the room and arrived next to the long, thick, black cock.
I took my new acquaintance in my hand and gasped, "It's so big."
"Suck it, white bitch," the black man's voice ordered abruptly.
I didn't need to be told twice, as I opened my mouth and obeyed some unknown black stranger with a huge cock.
"Oh yeah, worship my cock," he groaned, before adding, "all you white bitches love it."
I moaned on his cock in agreement, wondering what something this long and thick would feel like in my pussy, or even in my ass.
Cory, unfazed by knowing his was no longer the biggest cock ever inside me, resumed fucking me as he ordered, "Suck that cock, Mom. This guy is two fantasies at once."
I moaned again as both my glory hole fantasy and my black cock fantasy were being realized. Indeed, I was stoning two birds with one cock.
I bobbed slowly, focusing on trying to take more of what appeared to be this nine-inch cock in my mouth, not sure I was capable of devouring it all, but definitely willing to try.
After a couple minutes of sucking and being fucked, the black man asked, as his cock slid out of my mouth and away from the hole, "Do you want all of my cock, slut?"
"God, yes," I answered in hunger.
"Then put your mouth around the hole; I'm going to fuck that pretty white mouth of yours," he ordered.
"Yes, sir," I obeyed.
"And no fucking gagging," he ordered, as his cock pumped back into me. I wasn't sucking this time, I wasn't pleasuring or licking, I was just there. I was no more than a vessel for his pleasure. I closed my eyes and focused on not gagging as his mammoth snake impersonally fucked my face.
I felt so slutty, which only added to the euphoria building in me.
I wasn't surprised when Cory pulled out of my pussy and plunged his cock deep in my ass. It didn't hurt nearly as much this time, and almost immediately the pleasure was growing to replace the small amount of pain. Soon I was being completely filled, joyously, with cocks in both my mouth and ass. The feeling of complete submission, of being no more than a complete whore for two cocks, was exhilarating! I knew that there was no way I could ever go back to the hum-drum existence of my so-called sex life before this road trip.
The double deep fucking in my mouth and ass lasted for a couple of minutes, my orgasm brimming but not erupting with the switch from cunt to ass, before the anonymous black man spoke up again as he pulled out, "I'm really close, slut. So now you can jerk me off. I want you to take my entire load all over that white face of yours."
I obeyed without even room in my brain for a 'yes sir' as all my attention was focused on furiously stroking his cock and waiting for his hot load of cum to erupt and coat my face. A facial was almost the ultimate slutty act, following of course incest and taking it in my shit hole.
Cory kept reaming my back door as I pumped the black cock, noticing my white hand contrasted so dramatically with with his black cock. I also noted my wedding ring, a symbol that now didn't mean so much.
For a brief moment guilt washed over me. That guilt was quickly erased however as the guy grunted, "Here it comes, slut."
Instantly his cum shot out of his dark cannon and splattered all over my face. I closed my mouth on this occasion, wanting to get a complete facial to show to my Master. The virile guy shot rope after rope after rope of cum and I felt it coating my hair, forehead, nose, eyes, cheeks, lips and chin.
"Oh, yeah, take it all," he groaned as if I had a choice.
Once I felt no more cum hitting me, I opened my mouth and took his cock back in my mouth, wanting to retrieve every drop of his cum.
He groaned again. "Shit, are you one insatiable white cum slut!"
I moaned on his cock as I lavishly sucked all I could out of it, even as my son continued pounding my asshole.
When the black man pulled out, he ordered, "I'd better see you in here again, bitch."
I lied, "You can count on it, you big black stud, you."
I next looked rather urgently behind me to my son and said, "Can I come now, Master?"
"Right now, Mom," he groaned; it was obvious he was close too.
I moved a couple fingers into my pussy and rubbed myself frantically while I used the other for balance.
In seconds my orgasm rose like a tidal wave and I screamed, "Yes, baby, Mommy's coming!" A couple of deep ass pumps later, and as my own cum flooded out of me and down my leg, Cory's cum filled my ass.
A few seconds later he pulled out of my ass and I weakly dropped to my hands and knees, not worried about how disgusting this floor was.
Cory said, "We should probably get going."
"What about me?" a new voice said.
I looked back to the first hole and saw a decent-sized hard cock pointing at me, as if calling my name.
"One for the road?" I asked.
The End of Adventure Three...
Coming next in this popular series about the adventures of Cory and Sarah:
Backseat Mommy: Husband's Asleep
Mom gets fucked in hotel room while her husband sleeps beside her.
Summary: In their family's hotel room, Mom and son fuck and risk getting caught.
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This is part four of the Backseat Mommy series.
In part one, Backseat Mommy: A Long Hard Ride, Sarah, a mom, is forced to sit on her son's lap for a long drive. As the day progresses, she is unable to resist the temptation of her son's cock.
In part two, Backseat Mommy: Ass Fucked, Sarah now wholeheartedly craves her son's cock and is at his mercy. After willingly taking it in the ass in a truck stop bathroom, she eagerly finishes the job in the backseat of the car as her husband drives in the pouring rain.
In part three, Backseat Mommy: Gloryhole Slut, Sarah questions her marriage and, after a tease in the backseat and another tease in the hotel room while her husband is in the bathroom, she has two fantasies come true when her son takes her to a gloryhole.
Note 1: Thanks to Robert, David, goamz86 and Wayne for editing.
Note 2: This story and the entire series was updated in October 2018 with a new edit by Tex Beethoven.
I swallowed one more load 'for the road', at the gloryhole, rather quickly. Thankfully most men have quick triggers, because I didn't want my son and I returning too late in the evening and raise my husband's suspicions. Cory and I then headed out of the gloryhole and back to the car... my face coated with cum. Not surprisingly, feel of having cum all over my face only added to the wildness.
Cory drove us to a gas station, realizing he'd forgotten to get gas earlier. He had me walk inside and pay with my face coated with the cum, which was now dried. The attendant, a teenage boy, gave me a strange look, but didn't say anything.
Wanting to shock him, I said, "Oh shit, do I still have cum all over my face?"
He nodded all polite, even as a look of revelation crossed his face, "Yes, ma'am, it sure looks like it."
"Damn gloryholes really don't have a place to wash up after taking a few loads," I sighed dramatically. "Where's your bathroom? I can't have my husband see me looking like a complete cum slut."
"O-o-over there, ma'am," he stammered, clearly stunned by my outrageousness.
"Thanks, sexy," I winked and headed to the washroom to clean up, feeling good and nasty.
As I looked into the mirror, my face a mess with dried cum, I knew I was going to have to have a frank, honest talk with Alex sometime very soon. The reality was I loved him, but I just wasn't attracted to him the way I used to be, or the way I now was to Cory. It wasn't fair to be cheating on him... he deserved much better than that... but not until when we were alone after Cory was settled in at his college.
I took a selfie of my cum-coated face, for some reason wanting to immortalize this moment forever, the moment I knew without a doubt my marriage was over and I was beginning a new chapter of my life.
The idea of being alone, of being single after twenty years of marriage, was scary and yet I knew I had to do it.
Continuing on like this wasn't fair to Alex; it wasn't fair to me.
Without our realizing it, we'd drifted apart and needed a different rest of our lives.
I washed up, peed and returned to the car.
Cory noticed my melancholy look and asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's over," I said.
"What is?" he asked, looking concerned.
"Not you and me," I laughed, squeezing his knee, feeling better about my decision after seeing his caring response. "No, your father and me."
"Oh," he said, his concern replaced by guilt. After all the wild sex, all the risk, all the lust I'd experienced the last couple of days of living in a fantasy land with my teenage lover... life suddenly became real. Cory and I (and Alex) needed to face the consequences of our many acts of sexual misconduct: we couldn't live in this fairy tale land forever.
"It's not you," I said. I then reconsidered. "No, I'm wrong, it definitely is you. Because regardless of what happens after we drop you off, I know I'm no longer the same. I know what I want now, and I know your father is not the man who can give me what I need."
"I didn't realize that I was..."
"Don't even go there, honey," I reassured my son. "What you did yesterday and today was to save me years of continuing on in a life I don't want. You awakened a part of me that I thought I could never have back. And now that it's back, I can't just push it back down to some reclusive part of my body and ignore it. No, you released my true personality... my wild, adventurous self... from its cage, and it's not going to be tamed back into submission.
"So now what?"
"Well, after we drop you off tomorrow, I'll have a long talk with your father."
"You're not going to tell him about us?" he asked, suddenly worried.
"No, no," I shook my head. "I don't want to be that mean to him. But between you and me I have to admit, I don't want us to be over either."
"Me Neither," he said, before adding, "this has been about more than just the sex, Mom."
"I hope so," I smiled.
"I'm serious," he continued. "I want you to be more than just my backseat Mom."
"Backseat Mom," I laughed, that's funny." I then asked, curious and feeling slightly vulnerable, "What do you want?"
He paused as we rolled up to a stoplight, "I want it all."
"That's pretty vague."
"I want you still to be my mom, but also my lover. I want you to be my mom, but also my Mommy-slut. I want you to be my mom, and yet my three-hole fuck toy cum bucket," he said, listing my dirtiest personas in a bizarrely sincere, even a loving way.
"I want all that too," I said, yet unsure how to make it happen.
A horn honked from behind and he laughed, "Got distracted."
I reached for the cock in his pants, which was hard again, and told him, "You get me distracted all the time, baby. Plus, what do you feed this thing? It never sleeps."
"It always keeps itself awake for you," he replied as we pulled into the hotel parking lot.
"Well Cory," I said. "I'm not sure what will happen over the next while, but I want you to understand that I love you and that you are not to blame for whatever ends up happening between your father and me."
"Okay," he nodded, the mood having grown depressing, a strong contrast from twenty minutes earlier when I'd joyously had a stranger's cock in my mouth and Cory's cock in both my pussy and ass. Good times!
We left the car and walked back towards our hotel room as I reminded him in a whisper, trying to lighten the mood, "We still have one more day of backseat fucking, baby."
He laughed and nodded, "Well, you are my Backseat Mommy, after all."
"I do like that name," I nodded, before adding, "But I also like Mommy-slut, cum bucket, ass whore, just plain old slut, or whatever else you want to call me."
"And I love being called a mother fucker, because I am one," he said, as we reached the door of our room.
"Well, back to faking it," I joked, as I put the hotel key in the door.
To my surprise, Alex was still awake when we walked in.
He said, looking up from the bed where he'd been reading a book, "I was just beginning to worry about you two."
"Oh, Cory was just showing me a few of the unique sights and flavours of the city," I answered, still vividly envisioning the black cock I'd sucked and wondering what it would be like to have it in my pussy.
"Great, I hope you enjoyed yourself," Alex said, as he closed his book.
"Oh, it was an eye-opening experience," I replied, unable to restrain my sexual innuendo versions of the truth.
"Well, a few more hours of driving tomorrow and you'll be at college, Cory," Alex said, getting off the bed.
"Yeah, crazy to think this wild trip is almost over," Cory nodded.
Sadness coursed through me once again at the reality that this was indeed almost the end of the craziest ride ever... pun intended. As I looked at my oblivious husband, I knew I couldn't go back to the mundane life I'd endured with him before my son rekindled a dying flame.
"I'm not sure I'm ready to have you leave," I pouted.
Alex laughed, "Empty nest syndrome hitting you already, honey?"
Empty mouth, cunt and ass syndrome was what I was really thinking but I nodded, "I guess so." Ironically, when we'd left home yesterday morning I'd been eagerly looking forward to dropping Cory off at college, then starting the next chapter of my life with Alex. Yet now the chapter I'd thought was already pre-written was sorely in need of a massive rewrite.
Alex went into the washroom and Cory walked over to me, pushed me to my knees where I fished out his cock to suck my own pussy and ass taste off it.
I bobbed for about fifteen seconds, maybe thirty, before he reassured me, "This trip isn't the end."
I nodded, acting like a firm mother, "it'd better not be, young man."
"I'm serious," he said, as he put his cock back away, back to his confident, dominant self, "I'm not sure how we'll pull it off, but going forward I expect you to be available for me when I need you."
"What do you want me to do, move into your dorm room so I can be your full-service, three-hole cum deposit?" I asked facetiously, liking the nasty talk and imagining what I'd just described could be a great porn video.
He nodded, "Actually, that sounds perfect."
"What sounds perfect?" Alex asked, coming out of the bathroom.
Cory quickly covered, "Mom promised to come and see me in a couple of weeks to make sure I'm settled."
"She did?" Alex asked, perplexed, knowing he and I already had plans for the next while.
I nodded, "Honey, I can't be gallivanting around the country not knowing whether Cory is getting his basic needs fulfilled," again unable to avoid the innuendo.
"He's an adult now," Alex pointed out. "He's quite capable of living on his own."
"Alex," I said in a tone I only used when I wanted him to understand clearly that like it or not, a point had been decided. "I need to be able to check on him. I won't be able to enjoy the trip if I'm continually worrying about my son."
"So you want to cancel the trip?" Alex asked.
"No, to adapt it," I answered. "Just to modify our itinerary so it doesn't take us too many states away from Cory."
Alex looked at Cory for help, but Cory didn't bite.
"Fine," Alex said, trying to appear sympathetic even though it was obvious he was annoyed, "We can hit a few spots in nearby states and do a circle trip back here."
"Great," I nodded, then yawned. "I'm exhausted. A full day of backseat riding wore me completely out."
Cory added, trying not to laugh at the frankness of my description, "Yeah, it was a long, hard ride, wasn't it?"
"Well, tomorrow is a shorter drive," Alex said.
"Is it?" I asked, sounding disappointed because I was.
"Yeah, we're only about five hours away, we made really good time today," Alex informed us.
That meant I only had five more hours of Cory's cock. I lied, "Well, that's good."
"Then our boy becomes a man, an independent entity," Alex said, patting him on his back.
I thought to myself, Trust me! He's already a man and he's proven it!
Cory joked, "Is there a ceremony for manhood?"
Alex laughed, "No, but at college there'll be hundreds of new women around."
This made me jealous, which was ludicrous. He was my son. Our liaison was temporary. I suddenly realized any plans I had of visiting and fucking were no more than temporary measures of pleasure that would only delay the inevitable. He would find a girlfriend. He would get married. And I... I'd get older.
Ironically, empty nest syndrome seemed to crash into me right here and now... when I realized I wouldn't always be able to be fucked by my son.
I broke down in tears.
"What's wrong, honey?" Alex asked, coming to me as I collapsed on the bed in a sudden emotional mess.
"My only boy is leaving me," I blabbered through heavy sobs.
Alex comforted me, "He's just going to college, not to the moon."
"I know," I sobbed.
Cory added, "It's okay, Mom. You can come out and check on me any time you want."
"Thank you," I said, as I calmed down. "It's just... you're my only son."
As Alex rubbed my back like the caring husband he was, my guilt only increased at my betrayal of him. Yet that guilt was swamped by my complete lust for my son.
Shit, I'm a complete mess.
Eventually I calmed down and we watched the news and went to bed. As usual, within a few minutes Alex was snoring.
As I lay there, I felt guilty. I felt lost. And I felt horny. True, these emotions didn't usually go hand in hand, yet those were the ones tearing me apart.
Yet, like in the car, it was lust that eclipsed the others and took charge.
I glanced over to the other bed. Cory was facing away from me.
I glanced back at my husband; he was fast asleep, no question.
A wicked idea popped into my head. The experience of fucking my son with my husband so close by had become quite a turn on, and with only a few hours remaining to play with his glorious dick, I wasn't going to waste this opportunity. I decided to quell my guilt, paradoxically by adding onto it.
I slowly snuck out of bed, removed my panties, checked to see if Alex moved, he didn't, and crept over to Cory's bed.
Cory rolled onto his back and smiled his welcome with a slightly surprised look, "You really can't get enough."
"Mommy wants your dick," I answered as I crawled under the sheets and went directly to his flaccid cock.
I pulled his underwear off and took his soft-on in my mouth. I'd always loved the feeling of a cock growing in my mouth. I loved the magic of it. I loved the power that it was only growing because of me, and I loved the sensations as it hardened in my mouth.
Once it was hard, I began bobbing. I wasn't sure whether I planned just to blow him, or actually planned to fuck him.
"Balls," he whispered, once he was completely hard.
I took his cock out of my mouth and repositioned myself to obey the order. I then took turns sucking each big ball into my mouth.
I then returned to his cock. I bobbed for a couple of minutes, enjoying the comfortable situation of being in a bed, even though my husband was in the next bed. The car, the bathroom, the gloryhole were all uncomfortable positions in make do places. Now I could worship this cock like it deserved to be worshipped for only the second time: in the comfort of a bed.
I took my time, wanting this to last for as long as possible, knowing our time wasn't limitless.
"Shit Mom, you really are an amazing slut," he groaned.
Oddly, that was the hottest thing anyone had ever said to me. I moaned on his cock in response before he whispered, "Come up here and lie on your back."
"You going to fuck Mommy while Daddy sleeps?" I asked, talking like an ingénue porn star.
I got onto my back as Cory crawled under the sheets and between my legs and said, "First, I need a bedtime snack."
I moaned as his tongue made contact with my pussy. Alex didn't go down on me ever, which was one thing that had always perturbed me about him, so having Cory's tongue lapping away felt amazing. I placed my hands gently on his head as I lay back and enjoyed getting eaten out.
And Cory, like I had a moment earlier, took his time between my legs. He explored every inch of my pussy as he teased me everywhere.
He flicked my clit once.
He spread my pussy lips wide.
He kissed my inner thigh.
He slid his tongue down to my asshole.
He was driving me wild as his tongue used my body like a canvas and I was his Moaning Lisa Mommy.
My orgasm was building and I whispered, "You're about to make Mommy come."
I figured that would make him quit and come fuck me, but instead he shifted from slow teasing to fast-paced pleasing.
The sudden intensity of the pleasure quickly escalated the approach of the orgasm that was slowly building, and I quickly grabbed an extra pillow and smothered my face to cover the scream about to escape my lips.
I grabbed his head, and that was all the prompting he needed as he sucked my clit between his lips and tugged.
My uncontrolled scream of pleasure was muffled by the pillow as I came seconds later.
As soon as the screaming portion of my orgasm was finished he moved up, rolled me onto my side and slid his cock in my cunt, which was still trembling.
"Ohhhh," I moaned, as he began fucking me.
"This is so fucking hot and twisted," he whispered.
"And reaming my asshole with your father a couple feet away wasn't?" I questioned naughtily.
"Touché," he air-laughed silently, as he pumped his cock in and out of me.
"Now fill my cunt with your cum, baby," I ordered, wanting to feel him erupt inside me.
"Not your ass?" he asked.
"No, I want your seed erupting in Mommy's cunt," I moaned, wanting to feel my pussy filled with his hot seed.
He fucked me for a couple of minutes before he pulled out.
I whined, "Put it back in."
"Go back to your bed," he ordered.
"You're not going to finish fucking Mommy?" I asked surprised and disappointed.
"Oh, I'm going to keep fucking you all right," he said cockily.
It was then I realized his plan... his sick, twisted plan.
I got out of his bed and back into mine and lay on my side so he could re-enter me with ease.
He moved into the queen-sized bed as well, nudging me even closer to Alex, now only a few inches away from me, and slid his cock back in me.
"Ooooh," I moaned again, watching my husband, trying not to pant on him as I was fucked by our son. This time was even naughtier as I could see his face, in close-up even, but he was still completely oblivious to what was happening right beside him during his sweet slumber.
"Harder," I whispered out of the side of my mouth.
Cory obliged, the entire bed now moving as he pounded me hard.
Even while being rocked back and forth by the mattress, my husband snored softly on his back the way he always slept, while I got fucked by his son in the same bed.
I felt so naughty; this was so wrong; which, of course, made it so feel so good and so hot.
In a wild day where I'd been ass fucked in a backseat, used in a bathroom and a gloryhole, this was the wildest moment yet.
And although I'd originally wanted to feel my son's cum fill my cunt, I suddenly wanted to make this taboo moment even wilder. I whispered, "Slide that big dick in my ass."
He didn't question the idea at all as he pulled his cock out of my cunt and slid it into my ass with ease.
I clenched my teeth just in time to hold in my groan as a slight pain coursed through me before pleasure quickly took over.
"Fuck you're a nasty slut, Mom," Cory whispered in my ear as he began to fuck my ass.
"For you I am," I whispered back, as I was sodomized by my son with my husband lying right in front of me, the rush unexplainable. Fuck, was I a slut.
I was ass fucked for a while, enthralled by the euphoria of the kink.
This act of kinky sex had my pussy burning and I could feel a second orgasm rising rather quickly.
Cory kissed the back of my neck as he slowly fucked my ass.
After a couple more minutes of slow ass fucking, Cory began bucking his hips faster and really fucking my ass.
I moaned, "Yes, pound Mommy's asshole", as I buried my face in a pillow again and moved my hand to my pussy to begin rubbing my clit.
"I'm going to come in your asshole, Mommy-slut," Cory whispered.
"Fill my shit hole with your cum, baby," I moaned, my orgasm imminent and wanting to make this as nasty as possible. I was his Mommy-slut, his cum bucket and I wanted his seed right now.
A few hard thrusts in my ass and he grunted and shot his load deep inside me.
This triggered my orgasm seconds later as I screamed, "Oh shit," loud enough to wake up my husband.