own.
This first peak was only one wave in a tide of them. And as she continued to press her quivering clit against her son's hard, hairy groin, she sparked orgasm after orgasm. Weeping with pleasure, she kept this up for nearly half an hour, until sheer exhaustion put an end to it.
Amazed and a little frightened by the depth of his mother's sensuality, Chuck was excited by it as well. And just as Felicia shuddered beneath him with the last of her climaxes, he felt his prick hardening again, his balls itching to unload another shot of jizz.
'I love you,' he groaned, staring down at his mother's lust-swollen face, and with a sudden surge of energy, lie pulled back, and shafted her cunt again as he prepared for another fuck.
CHAPTER FOUR
The wind blew through the open windows of the van, ruffling Felicia's hair, cooling her down in the intense August heat. She felt marvelous more alive than she had in years, and it was all due to her sexy son. She turned to look at him, slouched into a comfortable position behind the steering wheel, his tanned chest bare, the tops of his slim hips visible over the waistband of his loose cut-offs.
Smiling, she reached over and laid her hand on the bulge of his thigh, thrilling to the warmth. of him. He returned her smile with.a wink and sank lower in his seat, spreading his legs farther apart so she had easier access to his prick.
How much our relationship has changed, she thought as she began to caress him, running her fingers up and down his inner thigh. Just a few days before, he had been confused and frightened by her advances, and now, after two days of wild fucking, he couldn't keep his pants on around her.
She could feel him squirming now, could see the lump of cock meat swelling in his shorts. Growing bolder, she slid her fingers up the loose leg of his cut-offs, so her fingernails just grazed his nut sac.
'Mmmmm,' Chuck groaned, wriggling his ass cheeks into the seat. He reached for her hand and placed it on his fly.
Felicia hesitated for a moment. They were hurtling down the highway at seventy miles an hour, and the distraction of her fondling his cock would be dangerous. But that was what was so thrilling about it. Never had she done such a thing playing with a man's cock in the car in broad daylight not even with her husband.
He pressed on her hand; she could feel his prick, hard and throbbing beneath it, and all at once, she made up her mind. She pulled down the tab of his zipper, then began wrenching at the waistband of his shorts. Chuck raised himself off the seat so she could push them down past his thighs, revealing the strip of pale skin around his hips and groin, the golden patch of his cock hair and his huge prick.
He grabbed her hand again, his eyes on the road now, and placed it on his pulsing cock. It was warm, pulsing with blood, and she shivered with lust at the touch of it. Grasping his prick finally, she slid her hand down the length of the shaft to the hard bulbs of his nut sac, then pumped up toward the purplish cock head.
'I like that, yeah.. 'Chuck sighed, shifting slightly, his excitement growing as she stroked him again, this time exerting more pressure on his sensitive prick.
The rubbery texture of his hard-on, its warmth, and the lovely shade of purple it turned when it was excited, stimulated Felicia' s senses so much that saliva began to collect in her mouth, drooling out the corner. She was hungry for his cock. There was nothing she wanted more than to taste all that luscious prick meat. Licking her lips, she leaned over, avoiding the stick shift, so that she was half out of her seat, her face hovering over her son s crotch.
She loved the odor that wafted up to her a yeasty, gamey smell that went to her head like good wine, so that she was half-drunk breathing it in. She pressed her lips to the tip of his prick and kissed it tenderly, then playfully stabbed the tip of her tongue into the cleft in the head.
'Good,' Chuck sighed, squirming with delight. 'That's it, Mom, suck me.'
Felicia was only too glad to oblige. Mound and around his cock head. she swirled her tongue, probing the fleshy seam between knob and shaft, dwelling on the underside, where he seemed more sensitive. She could tell by the way he sighed and lurched how much she was turning him on, and this excited her.
Rich cunt sap began to flow from her pink gash as her desire grew. She could feel the aching need deep within her, could feel her clit swelling with blood, itching to be manhandled.
But she tried to forget about her pussy for the moment and concentrate on Chuck's delicious cock. She puckered her mouth so that she could really suck him, and gradually, she took in his cock head, then inch after inch of his big shaft. When his cock head nudged her throat, tickling against her tonsils, she started coughing and sputtering. But she'd had lots of experience sucking her husband's cock, and she managed to control herself, shifting the angle of her head, inhaling deeply and deep-throating all of her son's marvelous prick meat so that his balls were pressed against her lips and chin.
'Oh, Jesus Christ!' Chuck groaned, lurching so violently that he momentarily lost control of the car and swerved into another lane. A horn blasted an angry warning, and Chuck quickly steered the car back into the left lane.
Felicia was so startled, she nearly bit into Chuck's cock, but she stopped herself, her teeth only lightly grazing his prick base. The close brush with what might have been a serious accident had sent her heart thumping heavily in her chest; had aroused her to a high state of alertness, and this sudden increase in energy was quickly turned into desire. She sucked harder on his cock, sliding her idle hand beneath her dress and tearing at the waistband of her panties so she could diddle her pulsing clit.
Frantically, she scrabbled through the dense thicket of her cunt hair till she found her cit. Then she began pressing on it with her index finger, twirling it around and around, mashing it hard into her groin.
At the same time, she began to ease back off Chuck's cock, revealing inch after inch of his saliva-soaked prick until only the head lay nestled in her hot mouth. This she played with, tickling it with her tongue, laying and sucking it while she handled his balls and continued to jack on her cunt.
When Chuck tore his eyes torn the road and stole a glance at his mother, he was overwhelmed by the lewd vision she presented. Her tits heaved beneath the flimsy material of her dress, and her thighs quivered with sexual tension as she poked two fingers up her hot cunt. She was so wild and hot that her cock sucking was becoming sloppy and she finally let Chuck's prick slide from her mouth.
For several moments, she finger-fucked herself crazily, tossing her head from side to side as she stirred up a storm of sensation between her sleek thighs. But just as she felt herself approaching an orgasm just as she felt ready to leap into a good come she remembered her duty. She stopped her finger-fucking and turned once again to the needs of her son.
Grabbing the boy's gorgeous cock, she got into the position she Was in before, so she could take his whole prick down her throat. This time, she flexed the muscles of her neck and throat around all his sensitive fuckmeat, and Chuck began shaking with desire. His mother's marvelous technique was like nothing he had ever experienced before. The pressure on his cock, the velvety smoothness of her warm, clasping throat were creating unbearable pleasure and desire.
'Aaah! My God! My God!' he cried out, and with the last fleeting seconds of control, he pulled the van onto the shoulder of the road, lifted up on the emergency brake, and let go with a heavy load of cum down Felicia's throat.
His jism came in a big gush, and Felicia thrilled to the excitement of it. It tickled her throat as it slid down into her belly, and she scratched at her clit and pumped her cunt even harder, so that she came only moments after Chuck did.
His prick began to shrivel almost immediately, and as it slid from her mouth, she rested her face on his moist thigh, rasping Jo catch her breath, feeling him fighting for air, too.
The cars whizzed past them on the freeway, and Felicia hoped to God none of them stopped to help, particularly a highway patrolman. She had a vision of how she and her son would look to anyone who might come by half undressed, her finger stuck up her cunt, her boy's limp prick lying next to her mouth on his thigh. This struck her as funny suddenly, and she began to chuckle, the chuckle gradually turning into a full, throaty laugh..
At first, Chuck looked confused, not knowing what she could possibly be laughing at. But then the corners of
