Auto Cumming With Mother in Law

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Alone in car with Mother In Law - Handsfree

 

The following tale is/was such a bizarre experience I doubt there'd be another like it-though I wouldn't say no. It doesn't fit in with the usual solo experiences, but anyway here goes.



Living in the tropics of the southern hemisphere, our 'summers' are our 'wet' seasons, and our winters are our best time of the year. So it was on one wet season afternoon while I was at work watching the rain that I called up the weathermap. Sure enough, there were hours ahead of us of rain showing on the local radar pic. As I continued to work I remembered that my father-in-law was away with training for work and my mother-in-law would be walking to the bus stop in the rain. I wasn't particularly thinking of her at all, but considering that mum only works only a mile away from me in a industrial area, I thought I'd give her a call at work and see if I could pick her up and give her a lift home. Often I had driven home with mum under such circumstances, so it wasn't a big deal at all and particularly as how home for the in-laws is no more than an eighth of a mile up the road from our house, across the main arterial road.



Mum (in law) is from Yorkshire originally, 5'10', sandy shoulder- length hair and is in her early 50's, but looks like late 30's - early forties and has a well-kept figure that belies the fact that she's carried two children though she never works on it. Mum is fairly well-educated and a great conversationalist, and I always enjoy an in-depth chat with her when alone in the car or in the living room and while she's not fighting with her husband or daughter. She has has that traditional 'air' about her of 'No sex please-we're British' (showing my age here) in her statley manner. Her signature clothes are a pair of white cargoes and a white t-shirt stretched over a set of 36G breasts. Where she got her fashion sense from I'll never know, but she'll rarely wear anything flattering. Every now and then though an older shirt will show a hint of two large dark brown areolas.



I had often thought about what a guy could do with and/or in those 36G assets of hers, but that's as far I would be willing to take the relationship with her. Anything else is definitely not for me. As I walked in to announce my arrival, Mum was coming through the reception are. I walked her to the car and opened the door of my 3/4 ton pickup for her. It was at this point I noticed that Mum was wearing one of those 'thinner' white tees and my mind started to drift. I think I knew I was going to enjoy this trip.



Ahead of us was a 20-minute drive through the traffic as we headed out of town. My habit to talk to passengers while driving is, unfortunately, to look at them while I'm driving. Mum, on the other hand, is one to talk out the window while watching the traffic or scenery on the way home. This worked well with me this day as while I was talking my eyes were falling to her chest. It wasn't long before I started to harden up while thinking about what lay behind that damn shirt, no doubt combined with the bumpy ride of the empty pickup.



It was soon apparent that I wasn't the only one affected. Perhaps the ride was playing on Mum as well-well no, obviously it was doing so because it sure wasn't my looks that were turning her on. Beneath the white tee, and her bra, her nipples were firming up with the ride. As Mum was talking out the window and me watching her while I'm talking, I could not believe what was going on and my imagination was becoming more vivid. Fortunately in this case, as I walk around a fair bit during the work day my manhood wasn't lying particularly up-front in my jocks, so as I hardened fortunately any tell-tale signs were being trapped in the folds of my jocks and pants. However, the pressure of this position only made the sensation of my erection more intense, and every jolt and bounce only made it more apparent.



As we continued to talk, Mum's nipples were now rather quite proud. It was as if someone had placed two half-inch nuts under her bra. I found it difficult to concentrate my thoughts on my conversation as I sat fascinated by this sight of her two large nipples sitting atop of her large areola, while all the time Mum was oblivious to my straining manhood under wraps clenching as each bounce jolted us. It was a strange and beweildering sensation to have a full-on erection with my mother-in-law nine inches away from me on the bench seat without her knowingly being the instigator, and even had she looked in my crotch, she'd still never know what was going on. 'Goodness me,' I thought, 'who needs her to take her top off when you can see all this?' Normally I wouldn't notice the bumpy ride; however, today was turning out not to be a normal journey. Just as I wondered how much longer I could go on looking at Mum's chest without her noticing, and while trying to pay attention to the road and traffic, I felt that certain twinge at the base of my erection, that warning sign that something was about to give way unless I backed off.



It was too late-150 yards later on a green light at 60 miles an hour I went through a fairly rough four-way intersection which sent the fatal jolt through my crotch.



'Damn it!' I thought, 'that's gone and blown it.' And with that bad pun I could feel myself about to burst while sitting there driving.



Simultaneously as I lost my load in my jocks while driving, Mum looked at me and said, 'Gosh that's a rough bit of road, that intersection'



'Tell me about it,' I said, with a hint of pain in my voice.



Mum turned to look back out her window and said, 'Someone's bound to have an accident there.'



'Too late, I think they already have, Mum' I said while trying to focus on my driving through crossed eyes, thinking that, incredulously, here I was creaming my jocks with my mother-in-law on the same seat as me.



'I don't know why we come this way,' Mum said



'I think we cum this way because of the scenery,' I replied getting a full breath back into me and Mum having no idea what had just transpired.



'I suppose,' she said, 'there's less to see on the back road to home.'



'Shoot!' I thought, 'I hope this doesn't bleed through my trousers. I'll be in a right mess,' I said to myself as we continued talking with about three miles left to go before home.



I pulled up opposite Mum's house, just up the road from my own, to let her out. The thought of getting home, unwinding, and cooking must have focused her mind for the last mile or so as Mum's breasts had returned to normal. I had deflated quite some time ago myself. Damn - I wished she'd kiss me on the cheek as she left each time. As Mum left the pickup she called out, 'Thanks for the ride home, Sweet, much appreciated. I enjoyed the chat, always do'



'No worries, Mum, my pleasure. I might come again,' I said, but she had no way of knowing how much she had done for me.



'Now for the tough bit,' I thought as I trickled down the last bit of road to my home, formulating in my mind what I would do as I got there. How could I ever explain to my wife how I had creamed my jocks while driving home with her mother?

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