I guess the same thing the ponytail did in making me look younger to turn on Steve was having the opposite effect on his mom. The thing about my boobs really wasn’t necessary though. It was like she was taunting me. I guess she didn’t understand why a twenty year-old boy would want to fuck an eighteen year-old girl, especially when she looked to be more like sixteen when it came to her boobs.
Steve’s face was still a bit flushed but with his cock still swollen and pressing deeply into my pussy he was obviously still horny as hell. As for myself, at our age the good ole’ sex drive can override just about anything so a smile slowly came back to my face and I looked back again at Steve over my shoulder. If his mother hadn’t been so nonchalant about it I might never have done it but under the circumstances, what the heck?
“Well Steve, what do you say?” I encouraged him looking back at him over my shoulder. He looked at me like I was totally bonkers so I repeated myself saying, “You heard your mother, fuck me!”
In reality, it probably didn’t really matter what I said. He may have been looking like he was dazed and confused but his cock certainly knew what it wanted! Besides, I knew my boyfriend pretty good by now, at least when it came to his sex drive, and if there was one thing certain about Steve was that when he was as horny as he was today he didn’t think straight. Actually that was all for the good because now he was running on pure instinct – sexual instinct. Amazingly, not even the specter of his own mother watching us could dampen his lust for my petite body.
Sure enough, as hard as his cock was in me I knew all he wanted was to fuck the pussy in front of him regardless of who was watching. The speed at which the shock of his mother catching us was completely put aside was an amazing demonstration of how his sexual needs could override pretty much everything else. For me, it wasn’t that I was out of control, at least not in the way he was. Actually, I was starting to think it was pretty hot that his mom was watching us! Heck, this was far better than even Sharon watching. Just imagine… all this time I thought his mom was such a prude and now here she was encouraging her son to fuck me – while she WATCHED!
It wasn’t until much later that I had time to think about this more. Actually it was my mom that raised my suspicions when I told her about what happened. She wasn’t buying it for a moment! There was more to all this but I wasn’t so sure it was what my mom suspected.
Meanwhile Steve seemed to somehow be able to ignore his mom as he resumed what could only be described as a sexual assault on my pussy. Steve’s mom took up residence in a stuffed chair next to the couch and watched us, snapping pictures almost continuously. Just when I thought I thought things couldn’t get any more weird, Marlene spread her legs part and placed one hand on her crotch, rubbing what was now a visible wet spot showing through her tight jeans (well, not as tight as mine would have been but more so than I had never seen her wear before). Then she moved her hand up until she was squeezing her ample breasts through her blouse and bra. She was obviously getting more than just a little horny watching her son fucking me! It would’ve been even better I’m sure to use both hands but she needed at least one to operate the camera. Yep, she was still making this all a Kodak moment!