Jonjo was appreciative when she returned downstairs, especially when she sat on the couch to lace up her trainers. His eyes were glued to the gusset of her panties, which was plainly on view as a sizable bulge developed in his pants.
The drive into the city hadn’t taken long. Jonjo had arranged to meet his friends in one of the parks as he and his mother walked side by side, hands continually touching.
‘Mum, Alan, and Mark. Lads, this is my mum.’
Caroline had to stifle her giggles as their eyes protruded on stalks. With the day warming, they elected to sit on the grass. Getting down, she flashed her upper thighs and panties several times, much to the lad’s appreciation. While they chatted, their eyes never left her; their bodies fidgeting as she instinctively knew they were trying to hide their erections. She couldn’t help herself as she flirted; Jonjo, completely unperturbed by what she was doing. He sat next to her and occasionally whispered things in her ear.
‘Would you like Alan to fuck you…… Or perhaps Mark?’
His whispered remarks made her blush a little, but they also made her pussy moist, the ache down below growing in intensity.
‘How about if they both fucked you, at the same time. Would you like that? Two cocks shagging you.’
She had to distract them from what was happening to her. ‘Anybody fancy getting a drink?’ She asked.
The voices all piped up at once as they discussed where to go, their distraction giving her a chance to rise without displaying too much of what was between her legs.
Perhaps it was not the best idea, she later thought. With a couple of pints under their belt, both Mark and Alan’s comments were becoming more risqué by the minute. When they both disappeared to the loo several minutes later, Caroline turned to her son.
‘This is not very fair on either them or me. You know I’m wanting you again already.’ Jonjo grinned at her.
‘Which one do you want to fuck…… I’ll arrange it.’
Eeny meeny miny moe. At that moment it mattered little which one it was. They were both good-looking young men and Caroline needed a cock.
When they returned, Jonjo attracted Alan’s attention. ‘Come and give us a hand at the bar mate, help carry the drinks.’
The moment they disappeared; Caroline grabbed Mark’s hand. ‘Come with me,’ she said huskily. He seemed unsure for a minute as she dragged him out of his seat and towards the toilets. She ducked into the ladies and made sure it was empty before grabbing his hand again and pulling him inside.
In the cubicle, she bolted the door and then got onto the seat. Turning around, she squatted and pulled the thong to one side, exposing her fanny. He immediately got the gist of what she was offering, his pants around his ankles in a flash as she stared at his bouncing erection. Opening his legs and stooping slightly, he rammed his cock into her pussy, Caroline pulling her top up and freeing her tits.
As his dick ploughed her cunt, his hands abused her tits. He tried to kiss her, but she was having none of that. This was only about sex and nothing more; her arousal escalated as his shaft thrust in and out of her vagina, the thrill of doing it in a pub toilet quickly bringing her to her summit. It was a good job because Mark wasn’t going to last long. His excitement at being selected to fuck his mate’s mother soon had him groaning as his cock jerked and he began to fill her twat with his cum. It was just enough to push her over the edge. Caroline had already decided he wasn’t a patch on her son.