“Mom, you’re crazy! What if we get caught?”
“Oh come on, that’s half the fun. And so what if we do, it’s not like someone will have time to call the cops before we are long gone.”
“You really want to do this?”
“Baby, I’ve wanted to do something like this for 20 years. I’ve just never had a willing partner until now. Not until you.”
“Alright, if it’ll make you happy, I’ll do it.”
I was very hesitant to agree to my mother’s plan. She had always been an exhibitionist, there was no question about that. That’s how we started having sex. One day she just stopped trying to cover up around me. Came into the living room totally naked and sat right down next to me like it was nothing. She didn’t have to do that many more times before I got the message, and we’ve been sleeping together ever since.
But this was different. She wanted to do something really wild. She wanted to fuck in public.
We had had sex a few times in the back yard next to the pool. I had to admit, it was pretty exciting. One time she even convinced me to trade oral with her on the front porch of our house late at night. My heart has never raced so fast as when an unknown car’s headlights flashed over us while my mom slurped on my cock. We swapped and I ate her pussy for what must have been 20 minutes. I think I became addicted to her moans of pleasure echoing through the still night air.
And now she wanted to take it to the next level. She had just the spot in mind too. An older office building downtown, one with a parking garage that didn’t require a fee for entry. We’d drive out there late at night, hopefully avoiding any prying eyes, and have the most exhilarating sex either one of us has ever experienced.
Then the fateful night came. I elected to wear a t-shirt and some beach shorts, trying to keep my clothing light. My mother had the same idea. She came down the stairs wearing high-heeled boots, fishnet stockings, a black overcoat, and nothing else.
She opened the coat and fingered herself on the drive to our destination, occasionally warning me to keep my eyes on the road. But she didn’t leave me helpless. Her left hand found its way to my crotch, and teased my erection to full strength.
“This is it, right up here on the right,” she said, pointing to the drive way for the parking garage. I pulled us in and drove all the way to the back. There were a couple of cars in the lot, and that made my stomach turn. They were probably the cleaning crew, or a few workaholics slaving away at their computers.
I parked, and the two of us turned around in our seats to survey the area. It was dark. Almost scary, if you were by yourself. There didn’t seem to be anyone else around, so my mother made the first move.
She opened her door and stepped out onto the cement, leaving her coat in the passenger seat. Her heels clicked as she walked on the hard surface, right out to the front of the car, where she bent over and placed her hands on the hood, asking with a mischievous grin, “Well are you going to fuck me or not?”
I was insanely horny. This display of sexuality was getting me fired up, and even though I was still nervous about getting caught, I decided to throw caution to the wind, and stepped out of the car to join my mother, but she stopped me.
“Leave it running,” she said, “and keep the headlights on.”
I couldn’t tell if this was the horny exhibitionist or the safety-concerned mother talking, but I complied with her instruction. Someone would be sure to see us fucking in the beam of the headlights, and I’m sure that thought made my mom’s pussy drip.
Her naked form glowed in the beam of the lights, and I was reminded of just how incredibly beautiful my mom is. “Get naked baby, you can’t fuck me with your clothes on.” I had almost forgotten to disrobe, captivated by my mother’s raw sex appeal.
The shorts and shirt came off, and I stood completely naked, my stiff erection pointing straight out from my body, bobbing up and down as I moved.
We had brought a towel to keep us off the dirty floor, and I laid it out at my mother’s feet, and then took her in my arms as we kissed. It was a passionate kiss. The kind of kiss that says, “I want you to fuck me until I can’t walk.” Definitely not the sort of kiss a mother and son typically share.
My left arm wrapped around my mother’s waist and the right hand groped her breast. I kneaded it, massaging the soft flesh, pinching her stiff nipple. Then my hand snaked down over her smooth stomach, all the way to her mound. She was soaking wet, and my fingers danced around her labia. Her hand also found its way between us, gripping my cock and pulling it stiffer and stiffer. A quick lick to her palm, and back to stroking, careful not to be too aggressive. My mom took in a sharp breath as my middle finger massaged her clit directly. I pushed it in circles as she ground her hips into my arm. Her fingers bumped and grazed the head of my cock as her slick hand slipped up and down the shaft. Her thumb expertly pressed against the most sensitive spot just below the rim. I couldn’t help but slide my fingers into her dripping cunt. The heat from her sex was incredible. My fingers melted into her as they worked her vagina, making obscene sloshing noises coupled with the pat pat pat of my palm on her clit.
Our tongues intermingled, slipping into the other’s mouth and dancing around each other as our lips pressed together. I wanted her. I wanted her bad. I pulled away briefly, taking my cock into my own hand and directing it to her pussy as I bent down to take aim.
“Wait. Not that. Let’s try something different.” That wicked grin was back as my mother halted my advance. “There’s a bottle of lube in the pocked of my coat. Go get it and then lay down on the towel.
I think I had an idea of where this was going, but didn’t dare ask and ruin the anticipation. I did as instructed, handing my mom the lube and taking position on my back.
“Hold your cock up, straight up in the air.” She opened the pop top and squirted a generous amount of lube into her hand, and her next action confirmed my suspicions. The messy hand slapped between her big beautiful butt cheeks as she greased up her asshole, working first one finger, then two inside.
“Mom, can you take that?” I was horny as fuck, but I didn’t want to hurt her.
“Don’t worry, I’ve been practicing,” she said with a giggle. “Every woman has her toys.”
With that, she stepped over me, straddling my hips with her boots, back facing me. Slowly she squatted down, making sure to poke her ass out at me obscenely, openly displaying the little pink star that would soon envelope my cock. She grabbed me, lining me up with her ass, pressed the tip against herself, and bore down as the head of my cock popped into her anus. I felt her squeeze me as she repositioned her feet for better leverage. And then inch by glorious inch her ass worked it’s way down on me, enveloping my erection in her body’s warmth.
A groan of pleasure was all that escaped my lips as my mother sat her full body weight down on my lap. She really had been practicing, a lot apparently.
“You like that baby?” my mother asked in a seductively low tone, peering over her shoulder at me.
“Fuck yes mom. I’ve never had anal before. God it feels good.”
“That’s what I like to hear. Now, grab my shoulders and thrust up into me, or my thighs will give out before we are done.”
My mother leaned back and braced herself on my chest, pulling her ass up until only the head of my cock remained in her. I had no interest in going slow, and I don’t think she did either. We were both too horny, and she was loose enough to take whatever I could give her.
On the first hard thrust my mother let out a hard gasp. She probably hadn’t done that with her toys. The second thrust was followed by a moan, from both of us. After that I stopped keeping track of thrusts, and fucked my mother like it was the last day of our lives. It was good for me, but I could tell it was even better for her. The concentration it took to keep bearing down, the pressure applied to her rectum, and the slapping of my balls against her pussy combined to make what must have been a pretty intense sensation. Both our breathing quickened as I thrust deeper and deeper into my mom’s ass.
“Fucking shit!” my mother yelped with pleasure. Her feminine voice echoed on the hard cement walls of the garage. If anyone was near by, they would surely know what was going on by now. What a spectacle that would be, to see the naked bodies of a woman and her son humping against each other, illuminated by the car lights, the grunting and moaning of hard sex filling the air.
After about 15 minutes of wild fucking, my mother took one hand off my chest and used it to work her clit in a frenzy. Her fingers frigged that little nub fast and hard, her pleasure rising to an inevitable climax.
“Are you close?” my mother asked in a frantic tone.
“Yeah, yeah. I’m gonna cum mom. I’m gonna cum soon.” I said, trying to hold back my orgasm until she was satisfied.
“Hmmmm, oooooo, fuck! Do it! Cum in my ass! Cum in your mother’s fucking ass!”
That was all the command I needed, and my hips jerked up hard into my mom as my cock spat a warm gooey stream of cum directly into her rectum. Two spurts, and then three, and a fourth, all accompanied by a hard fuck into her soft, warm butt.
And then my mom came. Her’s was quite a bit more spectacular than mine. A flood of vagina fluids washed over my balls and onto the towel. I could feel her muscles spasming with pleasure, pulsing around my shaft. Her ass gripped me so tight I thought it might never let go. She let out a squeal that rose to a fever pitch, and turned to an animal grunt as my mother rode out the waves of her orgasm. Then she thrusted down on me, pushing my ass back down onto the towel, grinding those luscious globes into my hips.
I let her do as she pleased, coming down from my own sexual high. Her hand stopped working her clit, and she sat still on my lap, my cock still buried to the hilt inside her. And with a heavy sigh, my mom lay back down on my chest, her head resting on my shoulder.
“Oh my god baby. That was one hell of a fuck.” We both laughed tiredly at her lewd statement.
“Mmmmmmm,” she groaned, “massage me.” I did as she asked, gently rubbing my hands over her breasts and stomach. Her left hand came up to stoke my cheek, she turned her head to face me, and planted a soft and loving kiss on my lips.
We rested together for a few minutes, basking in the after glow of sex.
“I think we better get home now. I’m tired,” my mother said.
“Yeah me too. I’ll sleep like a rock tonight.”
Gently my mother pulled herself up from my chest and lifted her ass off my lap. My cock slipped from her grasp, followed by a stream of cum that dripped from her loosened hole. I got up and used the towel to wipe the mess off us both, and then placed it on her seat to catch any more of my cum that might run out of her. Then I took my mom by the hand and guided her over to door, where she sat and I placed her coat over her like a blanket. I could tell by the way she moved she was tired and sore. But the smile never faded from her face, even as she began to drift off to sleep in the reclined seat.
I got in on the driver’s side, and set out for home. When we got there, my mother was completely asleep. I went to open the door, and then returned to pick her up and carry her to our bedroom. I grabbed a damp washcloth and wiped between her cheeks one last time before hopping in bed, snuggling right up behind her, as I joined my mother in blissful slumber.
- A Maternal Affair