That comment had me beaming all morning. “Thank you, my darling baby. I hope you don’t think it’s too, um, distracting for the drive?”
He ran his hands down my sides, paused at my hips, then traced a light circle around my exposed belly button. It tickled and I giggled, but stood in place, letting him enjoy my figure. Joel slowly slid his finger up my stomach, past my sternum and poked at the two buttons I’d done up. “So long as those very hard-working buttons hold, I’ll do my best to just focus on the road instead of your body and we should be fine.” Even though I was tingling from his soft, sensual touch, that was good enough for me, so we headed out and on the road for our third day, and our second as a couple.
I couldn’t help it, I was horny. Before lunchtime, we were on a very boring, straight stretch of road and we hadn’t seen another car for more than 45 minutes. To fight off the yawns, I started talking to Joel about last night’s sleep.
“Hey baby, last night, probably around 2 AM or so, did you know you were spooning me?”
“Sounds possible, but I don’t remember it. Why’s that?”
“Oh, it’s just that you had your hand on my…” I had never used this word in front of my son before, so I paused, gathering up courage. Isn’t that stupid? After all we’d done already, I still had to ready myself to talk dirty. “You were holding one of my tits in one hand, while your big cock was very hard and pressing through my undies and against my butt cheeks.” I could feel myself getting hot and tingly in the face as well as between my legs, and based on the way he was shifting in his seat, I thought I might’ve been having an impact on my darling baby son, too. “I just wanted to tell you that it felt so warm, and very very solid, and I started grinding my ass against it, hoping you’d wake up and fuck me as hard as you did earlier.”
“God, I wish I had been awake, Mum. And can I just say again how ridiculously sexy what you’re wearing is? You look like you’re about to spill out of it here, you fucking tease,” he said as he reached over with his left hand and started fondling my breasts, eyes still focused on the road. Showing very impressive dexterity, he moved my seatbelt out to the way and undid one of my two buttons with just the one hand, then he quickly began work on the other. Not wanting my son to have all the fun, I reached over and grabbed his very erect dick through his jeans, squeezing it while he squeezed my now-liberated breasts.
“Fuck it,” he groaned. With that, he slammed on the brakes and pulled the truck over to the shoulder of the road, parking it in neutral. He unbuckled his seatbelt and hopped out of the cab.
Joel practically sprinted around to my side of the truck, opened my door and helped me down and out of the cab. Hand-in-hand, we ran a few metres into the knee-high grass, my breasts bouncing freely as the sun shone down on us. I lay on my back in the dry grass while my sun unzipped his jeans and pulled them down to his ankles. I unbuttoned my skirt and slid it down past my knees and spread my legs for the boy I’d birthed and raised.
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