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Car Ride

Posted by: Author: Age: 42 Posted on: 5 comments
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What an amazing car ride!

This past summer my son turned 21. He was fresh out of college and works for a well known pharmaceutical company. He lives in another city about 700 miles away from me. Since I am widowed, he wanted to spend part of the summer with me and also show me the brand new shiny sports car he purchased. Because of his busy schedule and the distance, we haven't seen each other in almost a year. What a handsome young man he has grown into, his facial features look more and more like his dads did. He definitely made his mom proud. My husband passed away suddenly about two years ago, I have dated a bit but nobody that I would be extremely interested in. So needless to say my sex life the past two years consists of masturbation which I love to do regularly. One Sunday we were running errands around town. We drove to the cleaners to pick some things up and the next stop was the supermarket. I remember exactly what we wore; he had on a black tee, shorts, and sandals. I had on one of those light short sleeve cotton summer blouses, mostly white with red and green pin stripes. Cutoff jeans, sandals, light pink bra and matching panties. Ah yes, he had red briefs on. Anyway he parked the car at the market and I noticed he had difficulty with the seat belt release. I also saw the belt was getting twisted. His frustration made me laugh so I leaned over toward him to untwist it. As I was doing this I noticed he was peering into my blouse and probably at my pink bra. The thing about this blouse is that it has just a few buttons, so it's kind of easy to get a glimpse. He didn't see my sly little smile, but I decided to take a little extra time to untwist the seat belt allowing him to look longer. When I finished I sang "Tah-dah" and my hand unlocked his seat belt. I couldn't help but notice he was getting hard, he saw me raise my eyebrow in a surprise. I asked him "How did that happen?" His reply was genuine and flattering. He admitted staring between the buttons, he also mentioned that the cologne I had on was very nice, and that I simply looked GREAT! When I heard him admit this, I was feeling a bit naughty. I laughed saying I figured he was daydreaming about a girlfriend in his city. He shook his head, smiled and said something like "No Mom, it is you" placing his open hand on his crotch. Seeing his smile, and hearing him say this in such a matter of fact way, caused my juices to stir and the clit to swell pressing itself against the pink panties. He chuckled gently and said that one of his former college chums would label me as a MILF. I asked him what that meant, and was stunned when I found out. His hand moved on that very large outline. I couldn't believe the sexual tension. What was simple flirtation is now becoming something more. Here I am in my early 40's, I take care of myself, the morning jogs and aerobics have helped keep my body fit. The little bit of crow's-feet though help keep me honest, and my son is being aroused by me. I looked at his crotch amazed at how it was building. I suggested that he could go to the market and relieve himself in the men's room. He didn't want to do that; due to his "condition" too many people would see on his way there. Thinking, I then suggested that we drive behind the market. There are probably no people there, it would give him privacy. He nodded in agreement and drove around the market to the back and parked. This being Sunday, it was deserted. Just a couple of very large delivery trucks there waiting for Monday. I told him I am getting out of the car, and will have my back to him, and to holler when he is done. He looked very disappointed. When I asked what's wrong, he replied that he would much prefer for me to stay and watch, his hand moving slowly over the lump, my own excitement building. "Are you sure?" He nodded yes and asked for a favor, he asked to see what's underneath the pink bra. My heart was pounding; he nonchalantly unzipped, then opened and lowered his shorts. His red briefs were hiding a monster that was twitching and leaving little trails of wet spots on them. Slowly, nervously I unbuttoned the summer blouse and removed it. He stared at my pink bra and moaned as his hand cupped the cock in his briefs. I moved my hands to the bra and unsnapped the hook, letting it fall off. By this time his one eyed monster was let out, held back and petted by my son. It was huge and it's veined skin so shiny. His hand moved and caressed this massive cock. He was smiling at me as I played with my breasts, moving the palm of a hand across them. He moaned and moved his hand faster. I smiled as my fingertips toyed with my round and pointed nipples. If only he knew how much my vagina was covered with mom's love juice. His hand was now going what looked to be a mile a minute, he was close I could tell by the grunts and moans. Suddenly his free hand gestured for me to get closer to lean forward so that my breasts were near his cock. I watched as his cum shot all over them, it felt like hot splashes of goo hitting them. He shot a few more times, my breasts and pink nipples were covered with white cum. Finally when he was spent, he leaned forward and gently kissed my face and thanked me. I smiled and told him it was a wonderful experience for me also. I reached over between the seats where there was a large bottle of cold water and took a sip. I offered some to him and he also took a sip. Giving me the bottle, I poured the water all over and down my breasts to wash off. He pulled off his tee and gently rubbed each breast with it, till the water and the rest was gone. I put on the bra and blouse. His tee was a mess so we left it in the car. He kissed my cheek and we drove to the front of the market and went grocery shopping as if nothing ever happened. That night and many nights after, I think about what happened in the car. I lay face down in my bed, (my usual masturbatory position) allowing my fingers to slide slowly in and out of this older pussy, my wetness as erotic as ever. I think of his pulsating cock. I finger my pussy and each time the fingers slide back in, they go deeper. I think of those ropes spewing out onto my skin. I finally thumb my clit which has been begging for attention, and please it, I then let out a gentle and satisfied moan before falling asleep.

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