“Now honey,” mom began again. “You can make whatever…adjustments you need to. Let’s just get past the ride and enjoy the beach again, OK?” she added, nuzzling her nose into my face.
The feeling was already surreal. Mom’s hot, wet hips resting on my lap, cock head surging against the front of her pussy, separated by thin material. My head spun with lust and confusion.
Still, instincts kicked in. I ran my hands along mom’s thighs, under the shirt as she arched back into me. I reached between us, as if to adjust myself to get more comfortable, but rested my hands on the sides of mom’s sticky groin.
“We’re just riding together now, remember sweetie,” mom pleaded as my hands traced along her camel toe. After one more bump, though, I made a decision.
As mom returned to my lap from the last jump, I yanked her swim suit to the side. My cock head jumped as it touched her naked pussy lips; my hands ran through her trim bush and began to position myself at her entrance.
“Son, this is way bey-” I slipped in. A few inches at first, marvelous inches. I held mom tight against my waist, and we were both silent.
Each succeeding bump after that pushed me deeper, eliciting soft moans from mom as I stretched in. When I finally let go of her hips, mom didn’t get up. She leaned deeper against my chest, until her face lay next to my ear, and wrapped her arm around my head.
“Alright son,” she said, starting to buck against me. I took the cue, reaching between us and strumming along the top and sides of her pussy. A free hand reached into the top of her suit, found a hard nipple and squeezed.
“Just don’t…finish, baby.” But I was too close. As I saw the beach approaching out the window, I shoved mom deep against my cock, bottoming out inside. She wrenched violently against the seat in front of us, but continued rocking as streams of hot cum filled her pussy. A beautiful girl next to us looked over at the commotion and smirked. Drunk with lust, I kissed over at her as I pulled mom’s large tits out of her suit and onto full display. She sat back, stared wide-eyed at the girl watching us and tried to cover up, but my hands caught her mouth and pulled her for a long, wet kiss as my cock continued spurting inside. As globs of cum settled on the seat beneath us, mixed with sweat and pussy juice, mom pulled her suit back over her chest and sat flat against me, trying to look calm.
The other passengers began to leave. I stayed in mom while they did, and the girl watched as we sat, panting.
“Hot stuff,” the girl said, last to leave before us. “You guys make a great couple.”
As she walked away, I finally pulled out of mom and began to yank my shorts up.
“How could you!” mom yelled suddenly, slapping my shoulder. “I’m-I’m not on the pill,” she said, more softly this time. I smiled, put my hand around her face and pulled her to another soft, wet kiss.
‘It’ll be fine mom,” I said. “You heard the girl – we’re a couple now.”
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