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Gettin' Your Kicks On Route 66 Ch. 01

By: blackfen



This story has been almost two years in the making and it's fair to say it has been a labour of love! Be warned from the outset though that it's a very long story, so much so that I am posting it in two parts. The story is entirely fictional although the places and locations do exist. ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER 18. I hope you enjoy my latest work.

GETTIN' YOUR KICKS ON ROUTE 66!

Preface.

Through the wall that separated my bedroom from my son's, I could hear the unmistakable sounds of a horny teenager beating his meat. The slapping of skin as he smacked his fist along the length of his hard cock, the hushed groans as he neared his self induced orgasm and the slight creaking of his bed as he moved around.

On my side of the divide, I stood with my ear pressed up against the wall, listening intently. My hand had snaked down my busty body and between my legs. My hungry pussy was wet and hot, my fingers delving deep into my snatch. It had been so long since I had felt a nice hard cock up me. My pussy was gagging for a good fucking.

I could feel an orgasm building once more inside my cunt. I rammed my fingers furiously up myself, listening to the sounds coming from behind the wall. Oh how I would love to just rip my thin little nightdress down and run right into his room. Mommy would know exactly how to take care of her big boy's cock. He would not need to jack off every night then, he would be too busy pounding it right up his horny mother's cunt!

Oh yes sure, he was my son, but he was also a man now, a man that could use his big dick to give me what I needed. Oh yes, mommy would ride his cock, I would ride that big fucker all night long just to satisfy my hungry sexual appetite.

I was close now, close to another big orgasm. I squashed my hand against my pussy and wriggled my fingers around inside me. I held my breath and desperately tried not to scream out. I was gonna cum hard, my pussy ready to erupt, thinking about my son lying in his bed, beating that big, stiff cock.

"Just let mommy have it baby," I thought to myself..."Just fuck me son!"

My pussy gushed with my juices and I quickly pulled my sopping wet fingers out of my hole. A squirt fired from my cunt and landed on the carpet beneath me. My legs suddenly felt heavy and I leaned against the wall for support. I raised my hand and covered my mouth, muffling the cries of orgasmic pleasure.

Several moments passed as I regained myself. I tried to control my heaving breathing as I pressed my ear tightly against the wall. It was silent now and I could only assume that while I had been fingering myself, my son had blasted his hot load and settled down to sleep.

With a pang of regret at having not heard 'the main event,' I threw myself onto my bed and stared up at the ceiling. It was a warm night, but not as warm as the night before when I had removed my clothes and climbed butt naked into bed. Tonight it was cooler, but between my legs a fire burned.

Wild thoughts ran through my mind..images of my son laying there, his thick young cum streaked across his abs, his big dick starting to deflate after giving it a good pumping.

I thought about the week that lay ahead and I could not help but smile. I had been thinking about this coming week for months, ever since we first accepted the invite to my friend's wedding in Los Angeles. A whole week on the road, just me and my hunky teenage son...this was going to be a road trip to remember...and I was going to make sure that it was!!

Preparations.

We have all heard the stories about Route 66. It is woven into the fabric of America and a lost monument to a by-gone age. From its intrepid first travellers who sought a new start in the west, to those romantics and sentimentalists who attempt to trace its path today, ribbons of tarmac stretching from the shores of Lake Michagan to the rolling waves of the Pacific. A symbol of our great nations achievements and possibilities in the most troubled of times, carrying with it a soundtrack that will live forever.

I had always wanted to go on the ultimate American road trip. Route 66 had been a strange fascination of mine ever since I read 'The Grapes of Wrath' when I was in college. At the age of almost 40, I was starting to wonder if I would ever get the chance to journey down the old 'Mother Road,' that was until one day a few months ago when one of my old school friends called me up and invited me and my son to her wedding.

Clarisa Jones had been one of my closest friends right through High school and into college. She had moved to California with her parents when we were both 19. I had not seen much of her over the years, living so far away, but we had spoken a lot on the phone and through the internet. I had agreed right away to be at the wedding but it was actually my son Brandon who came up with the idea of going by road instead of the much quicker way of flying.

I have lived with my now 18 year old son, Brandon, by myself, ever since his dad left me when Brandon was just a year old. We were never married but it still left me to bring up my son alone. Sure I had had boyfriends over the years, some even got pretty serious, but in the end they never worked out and before long it was just me and my son again.

This business of getting turned on by listening to him masturbate, had started about a year before. At first it was just curiosity when I heard some strange noises coming from his room late at night. However, as time passed, I started to make of point of listening to him and before I knew what was happening, I was getting turned on.

Brandon has grown up into a very good looking boy. He works out and is captain of his school football team. His hair is dark and wavy, his eyes penetrating and deep. He reminds me so much of his dad when I first met him all those years ago. He is rather cocky and sometimes arrogant, but that only makes him more attractive to me, I like a guy with spirit!

Now of course I know it's wrong for a mother to be sexually attracted to her own son, but the more I listened to him beating his stick off, the more I thought about fucking him.

Without a man in my life, my son had replaced a boyfriend as the sexual object of my desires. So many nights lately I have stood by that bedroom wall, listening to the unmistakable sounds and finger-fucking my wet pussy. In my wild, sex starved, imagination, I think about Brandon climbing on top of me and pumping his big young cock deep inside me..fucking me so good and hard. I think about that night I came home late and slightly drunk and stumbled into the bathroom, not realizing that he was in the shower.

It had only lasted a moment before he noticed me and covered himself up, but for a few seconds I got to see just how 'big' my boy had gotten. His cock was only semi-hard but it hung long between his legs. About 6 inches of fat cock meat that instantly made my pussy get wet.

I had made my apologies and left the bathroom, but seeing that big dick and knowing that he obviously got much bigger when fully hard, had really confirmed something that I had known for a while...I wanted to have sex with my son.

Now for my age, I guess I am what you would describe as a MILF!. I have a good figure and am curvy without being fat. I have big 38 double d breasts and a nice bubble butt..think of the porn star Sara Jay and you will have some idea of what I look like!

Brandon had never been shy in telling me how sexy I was, often complementing me on my dress or my hair or telling me how good my ass looked in my new figure hugging jeans. I guess it was another factor in my sexual attraction to him. Knowing that he thought I was hot and imagining him thinking about me while fisting his dick, just got me even wetter for him.

"You know Mom..How about we don't take a flight to L.A?" He had said when I told him about Clarisa's wedding.

"What do you mean?" I had replied.

"Well how about we take a different route to California..You have always wanted to go down Route 66, or at least what's left of it...how about we drive to L.A?" He asked.

"You mean it...really?" I had said enthusiastically. "You don't think it's too far..I mean that's one long drive baby!"

"Well we can spilt the driving between us, I got my licence now, so you drive some and then I drive some..it will be ok!" He replied.

I had needed no more persuasion. I threw my arms around his neck and hugged him tight, squashing my big rack against his chest. From our home in Willow Springs in suburban Chicago, it is about two and a half thousand miles to Los Angeles...

"But what about hotels..It's gonna cost a lot of money to stay in hotels every night on the road?" I said, thinking more practically now as I moved my head from against his shoulder and looked him in the eyes, our faces just inches apart but our arms still locked in a tight hug.

"Well...we don't have to stay in expensive hotels in the city's..There must be hundreds of cheap little motels down Route 66, you know those old mom and pop type places in the small towns...and we don't need two rooms, we can share one, right?" He replied confidently.

As soon as he said it, I felt a funny little tingle deep within me. The thought of sharing a room with my handsome son and maybe, just maybe, catching sight of a nice big morning hard-on while he slept, made my pussy cream!!

"Are you sure...you wouldn't mind sharing with your mom?" I said.

"No of course not," He replied with a slight chuckle, "Might even be able to share a bed!"

He said it with a naughty little wink and a smirk on his face, then he broke the hug and pulled away from me, I felt his hand momentarily slide down my back and come to rest on my butt before he backed away, winked at me again and headed out of the room.

I stood for a few moments gathering my thoughts. Brandon had always been quite flirty and often came out with little comments like that but now it took on a whole new meaning for me.. was he serious about wanting to share a bed, or was I just reading too much into his innuendo comment. Maybe I was just horny and listening to him whacking off his cock all the time had distorted my perspective on things?

***

As the time got closer we began to plan for our road trip. I went to a book store and got a really good map of Route 66. The problem today of course is that the old road does not exist in the same way it used to. Today it is broken up with interstate highways that run right next to the famous tarmac or indeed just right over the top of where it once was. Our Satellite Navigation system would be important but if we wanted to travel the historic 66 highways, then we needed a good road map too.

We decided that rather than trying to book our places to stay ahead of time, we would just drive and pull into some small town, when we had had enough of the driving for one day and try to find a place to stay. Brandon said it would be better this way as we would not have to get to a certain town each night but just pull over when we got tired. So, that's what we agreed to do.

About a week before we set off, I went to this beautiful store in Chicago to buy my dress for the wedding. I was wandering around the store when I strayed into the women's underwear section. I thought about the nights I was going to be spending in those hotel rooms with my son and a plan formulated in my mind. I was already thinking some naughty thoughts about what we might get up to on this trip, when I spotted the most beautiful nightdress I had ever seen. It was almost transparent but in a beautiful white lace. It was fairly short and would reach just above my knees. It had a fine and delicate patchwork of white and red around the edges. The straps hung from the shoulder's and gave way to a plunging neckline, that I knew would just about be able to hold my big tits within it but would certainly create an eye-popping sight.

I imagined Brandon's face as I climbed into bed and he saw me wearing this. It was the kind of nightwear that a wife would put on for her husband to see her in, or a bride to wear on her honeymoon night.

"God I would look really hot in that!" I said under my breath, looking around to make sure that nobody had overheard me.

Thinking naughty thoughts about my son again and smiling to myself, I took the sexy little number off the hook and placed it in my basket.

I found a nice blue dress to wear to the wedding and then headed for the checkouts. The girl behind the counter gave me a knowing little smile when she took the nightdress out of the basket and placed it into the bag.

I thought to myself, "If only you knew who was gonna get to see me wearing that thing!!"

**

As I lay in bed, the night before the trip began, having finger-fucked myself to another wet and sticky orgasm and with my new sexy lingerie packed in my suitcase, I considered what lay ahead. I did not know what, if anything, was going to happen. I knew I wanted to fuck Brandon but did he really wanna 'do me'...despite all his bravado and sexual innuendo, I was still his mom..and could he fuck his own mother?..even if I was wearing that fucking hot little nightie??..I thought too about us sharing not just a room but a bed as well, as Brandon had suggested, would I be able to control my unnatural urges, sleeping right next to that good looking boy, or would I just jump on him and to hell with the consequences?

I fell into a restless sleep that night, my mind whirling with so many naughty thoughts and hopes about the week ahead. I was going to do all I could to seduce my son and get what I wanted, that much I had decided...this mother was going all out to 'Get her kicks on Route 66!!!

Day One -- Willow Springs, Illinois to Rolla, Missouri

We set off early next morning, wanting to make good progress on our first day.

"Ok, you drive first then I will take over later," I said as I climbed into the passenger seat of our Toyota Hilux.

"Yeah alright, I'm a better driver anyway," Brandon replied as he got behind the wheel.

"This is gonna be so much fun," I said with a big smile, "I have been waiting years to do this."

It wasn't just the excitement of finally getting to drive Route 66, but the anticipation of the nights to come in the hotels!!

Our GPS tracker, lead us out of Willow Springs and through the sweet little town of Joliet, before taking us on to the I-55 and south towards Bloomington.

Brandon and I chatted as we drove along, talking about all sorts of things, until the subject turned to boyfriends.

"What about that last idiot you got with, what was his name, Tommy?..What a dickhead he was!" Brandon said disdainfully.

"Yeah I know he was, he had cute eyes though." I replied.

"Cute eyes, give me a break...That guy looked like Pee Wee Herman on a bad day..I don't know why you wasted your time with that deuce?"

"Well, he was kinda sweet...he took me to some nice restaurants and do you remember he always showed up at the house with some flowers?" I reminded my son.

"Yeah right, flowers!!..That'll keep you warm at night!" Brandon replied sarcastically.

"Yeah...well...He didn't do that very well I must admit!"

"That's right he didn't..I am sure that guy was in denial..He had 'I'm Gay' written all over him!" Brandon said.

I laughed out loud and turned my face to look at my son, then replied.

"What makes you think he was gay?"

"Oh please come on mom..If that guy was any further back in the closet he would be in fucking Narnia!" Brandon argued.

I now laughed hysterically, thinking back to my ex partner and those rather damp squib nights I had spent in bed with him. He had not been so bad but was certainly not the best either. He worked as a sales consultant to some big muti-national company and his work really was his life, which is one of the reason we spilt, almost a year ago now...wow had it really been that long ago? How time flew by so quickly.

"And what about that other guy..George?" Brandon continued with a mocking tone, "He looked like Rick Moranis from those old 'Honey I Shrunk The Kid's' movies..another deuce bag!"

"Oh no not George..I have been trying to forget about him," I replied.

"Yeah I bet you have," He went on teasing me, "What the hell were you thinking there mom?"

I pondered for a moment and then replied, "He was rich!"

Brandon laughed and said, "Even so, there's a limit..you two looked so odd together."

"What do you mean by that?" I asked.

"Well come on mom, you're a hot looking babe walking beside a guy who looks like a geeky high school science teacher."

Brandon had said I was hot before but he had never called me a 'babe'..I liked that!!

"Well thank you baby!" I replied coyly.

Brandon turned his head away from the road and glanced over at me. I met his eyes and he winked at me. I smiled and raised my eyebrows at him.

We often exchanged this sort of moment. A look or a glance that acknowledged a mutual attraction between a woman and a man, no words were spoken but it was just that indirect and surreptitious nod of mutual appreciation for the other's good looks.

After this we sat quietly for a while...thinking.

**

"Shall we stop for lunch in Springfield?" Brandon asked.

"Yeah sure," I replied, feeling my stomach rumbling over.

We found a little truckstop just north of the city which we pulled into and climbed out of the car. Brandon stretched his arms high over head causing his t-shirt to rise. As he did I glimpsed the lower section of his stomach, the start of a six pack starting to become visible.

The little roadside cafe was pretty busy as we walked in and found a table. The place was decorated like one of those old 50's diners, all red leather seats and chrome. Worn out looking truck drivers sat all around the place, munching their way through big burgers and steaks. The air was thick with smoke from the open griddles that were cooking the food behind the counter.

A pretty waitress approached us and took our order.

Over lunch, Brandon and I chatted.

"Well we have not seen much of ole' Route 66 yet have we mom?" Brandon asked as he cut into a slice of pizza.

"No, not yet..It will open up more when he can get off the Interstate and onto the backroads..the other side of St. Louis probably." I replied

"Yeah I guess so...Where do you think we can get to for tonight?" He enquired.

"I'm not really sure..somewhere in Missouri I think..I will take over the driving this afternoon if you like?"

He nodded his agreement and carried on eating his lunch.

"It was approaching mid-summer and the air conditioning in the restaurant was being put through its paces. Outside the day was getting pretty warm and the humidity was rising.

"We better get some gas while we are here the tank is running a little low." Brandon said as he took another bite of pizza.

"Ok!" I replied.

"So this friend of yours, have I ever met her?" He asked.

"Errm, well only when you were little, she came to visit once but apart from that I really haven't seen her in years..she moved to California when we were in college and you know...people drift apart." I told him with a tinge of regret in my voice.

"Is she a hottie like you mom?" He said without a hint of embarrassment.

I smiled and raised my eyebrows at him, then after a moment I replied, "Well I don't know about that...she was better looking than me when we were younger!"

Brandon chuckled and shook his head, "Nah, nobody's that good looking mom."

Like I said before, my son often flirted with me like this but my heightened state of arousal towards him just made it so much more than simple flirting for me.

Then, as we were nearing the end of lunch, I noticed something that made my heart skip a beat. I was wearing just an ordinary t-shirt, it was not low cut although it did bulge out a lot in the front because of my big boobs, but then anything I wore did that! I hated wearing bra's in hot weather and I was aware that my hard bullet nipples were visible through my shirt.


Gettin' Your Kicks On Route 66 Ch. 01



I caught Brandon several times gazing at my tits. He would look down at the plate below him and surreptitiously move his eyes upwards, taking a sneaky look at my large rack. My pussy was getting wet!!

Maybe seducing Brandon was not going to be too hard. Like most 18 year old boys he had a fascination with big breasts...and I sure had a big pair to use!

I thought again about that little nightdress in my case. My big tits would look amazing encased in that thin lacy material. Brandon would get a much better view of his horny mother's titties later tonight!

My pussy practically creamed at the thought of so blatantly showing my busty body to my well hung boy. I squirmed slightly in my seat trying to scratch the hot itch in my cunt!

Soon we had left the truck-stop and were back on the road. I had taken over the driving and we were heading towards St Louis.

Using the Route 66 map, we took a small diversion from our route and visited the old Chain of Rocks Bridge, the one that carried the 'Mother road' over the Mississippi. Sadly only a pedestrian crossing now and we were soon back in the car and driving again.

The outside temperature was still climbing as the time reached late afternoon. We had been on the road for quite a few hours now and getting lost around the ring roads of St. Louis extended our journey.

We sighted the magnificent Gateway Arch and headed into town for a brief stop.

"You wanna go to the top mom?" Brandon asked as we parked the car and walked towards the famous monument.

"Yeah, let's do it." I replied.

Going up in the tiny elevator that carries tourists to the narrow enclosed viewing platform at the top of the arch, I again noticed Brandon glance at my tits. He was really paying attention to my 'babies' today. I looked down to see my hard nipples poking into the material of the t-shirt and I could not help but smile slightly.

The view from the top of the arch was magnificent. The plains of Missouri stretched away in the far distance, covered by a sunny haze. Down below, the waters of the Mississippi glistened in the afternoon sun and an old paddle steamer sat moored to the bank. People shuffled around on the narrow walkway, jostling for position at the little windows that overlooked this beautiful city. Camera flashlights kept going off as people recorded this moment, 630 feet above St.Louis.

**

It was almost 5.30 by the time we rejoined the highway and headed southwards again. The map of Route 66 showed some towns up ahead where we hoped to be able to find our first hotel to spend the night. We passed the signpost for the famous Meramec Caverns, which Jesse James is said to have used as a hideout, although a lot of people doubt the claim!

In the little town of Cuba, Missouri, we found a real beating heart of the old Route 66. The signs and artworks paid homage to those bygone days of travel on this forgotten road.

"Oh look at that over there...Wigwam's!" Brandon called out as we headed through town.

"Oh yeah, I have heard about these, it's a motel I think!" I replied.

"That's cool..wanna try and stay here the night?"

"Yeah let's pull over and go see!" I said as we neared the entrance driveway. Just then I saw a rope thrown across the turnoff and a sign attached to it.

"What's it say?" I asked.

"Closed for refurbishment..Oh damn it!" Brandon replied with an angry tone.

"Oh that's a shame..That would have been fun!" I replied, equally disappointed.

"You know what this is not the only wigwam motel on Route 66, I am sure there is another one someplace...In California maybe?"

"I will have a look in the book," Brandon replied as he began to thumb through the pages of the guidebook.

"We will try further on," I said, as I swung the car back onto the road.

"Yeah here it is," Brandon said after a few moments, "It's near San Bernardino, Rialto California...The Wigwam Motel."

"Ok, we will try to get in there when we hit California. Maybe that can be our last night before we get to Los Angeles?" I said hopefully.

Brandon nodded and turned his attention back to the GPS.

"Looks like Rolla, Missouri is the next town along the road here..let's try there!" He said.

"Ok..sounds good!" I replied again.

A little while later we entered the town of Rolla and pulled up outside a 'Days Inn' Motel.

It was already dark when we drove into the car park and stopped in front of the office. The motel itself was set round in a two storey semi-square block and we were encouraged to see the 'Vacancies' sign outside.

Brandon jumped out the car and went inside the office, where I could see through the window that an old guy was stood behind the desk. A few moments later Brandon came back outside and gave me a thumbs up sign and motioned me to come into the office.

I parked the car in a parking bay and walked inside.

"They have got a couple of rooms left," Brandon said. "You get us checked in and I will go unload the car."

"Alright," I replied as Brandon headed out of the office door.

I smiled at the man behind the desk as I approached him.

"Hello, how are you mam?" He asked warmly.

"Yeah I am fine thanks, you have a room for the night?" I said back.

"Sure do mam..I got two rooms left for tonight. You want them both or are sharing?

"Sharing will be fine." I said innocently.

"Ok mam..One's a double the other has got two small single beds, which one do you wanna take?" He asked, giving me a slight smirk.

"Oh err..the double will be ok for us thank you." I tried not to make eye contact as I replied.

"Sure," he said after a moment's pause.

I reached into my purse and took out my credit card.

"That is gonna be $50 for one night's stay," He said as he tapped away on his keyboard.

"Could I take your name please mam?"

"Oh yeah, It's Giffords, Cindy Giffords." I replied.

"Ok, could you just fill out this form and sign at the bottom please?" He asked, passing the sheet of paper.

After he ran my card through the machine, he handed me a key-card and directed me to the upper floor of the building.

"Ok mam, here is your room key, it's gonna be room 34. Go out of the door and along the front of the building to the second set of stairs going up and then it's just along the walkway."

"Ok thank you!" I replied and turned to head towards the door, into the warm Missouri night.

"Have a good night!" He called to me as I opened the door to go out. He had a distinctly condescending tone to his voice. To be honest he might as well have just come out and said, "I know what you are gonna be doing in that room."

I just glanced over my shoulder and smiled at him before going through the door. I guess he thought that Brandon was some toyboy lover of mine, an older woman taking her young man to a motel behind her husband's back. "If only you knew the truth," I thought to myself as I walked back to where Brandon was stood by the truck, holding our two bags.

"It's up there on the second floor, Room 34." I said as I put the key in the door and locked up the car.

Brandon walked off in the direction of the stairs and I could not help watching his tight buns as he strode away, pulling the two suitcases beside him.

*

A short while after we had put our bags into the room, we went to a little diner down the street and had dinner, before returning to the motel for the night.

The room was nice and spacious and Brandon did not seem at all bothered about the one solitary bed, or be it a king size one that occupied it.

"I am gonna go take a shower," He said as he walked into the bathroom, while I unzipped a bag to take out my toothbrush.

"Ok," I replied.

While he was in the shower, I removed my new nightdress from the case and laid it out on the bed. The delicate lace work around the top and hem of the transparent material really made it look like a classy and expensive item of lingerie.

My plan was to go into the bathroom once Brandon came out and get dressed up in my sexy little negligee. Then I planned to come out and climb into bed, giving Brandon ample view of my assets.

I picked up the nightie and wrapped it in a towel so Brandon would not see it before I was wearing it.

I sat on the bed listening to the water from the shower coming from the bathroom. I thought about how I was going to play this tonight. I could not just jump straight into bed with him and expect him to fuck me straight away. Tonight I had to set him up, get him real interested..if he wasn't already??...Tonight I would try and cuddle up close with him, let him feel my big, barely covered, tits pressing against him. Nuzzle my face against his neck, maybe even steal a kiss or two!!

Yes, tonight was about a little subtle seduction, seeing how far I could go..testing the waters...unless of course, he took it further!!!

He emerged from the bathroom a few minutes later. He took my breath away..he had no shirt on and just a towel wrapped around his waist, the outline of his cock making a bulge in the front of the towel. His hair still had that wet look where he had only towelled it dry. His upper body showed the defined muscles that he had been developing, his biceps expanding and his broad chest taut and chiselled.

"All done in there," he said as he walked past me and towards the bed.

"Ok, I will...errrm...go get in then," I replied with some hesitation.

I swept into the bathroom and hastily closed the door behind me. I let out a long, slow and deep breath. The sight of my son's almost naked body, knowing the big man meat that was hidden below that towel, had made my heart race just a little faster than it all ready was tonight!!

I placed the wrapped towel down on the side and removed my negligee from inside it. I looked up into the huge mirror that hung over the sink unit. Staring at my reflection I contemplated what I was trying to do here...I was about to put on an extremely revealing piece of lingerie, that you would normally only wear for a husband or lover, and climb into bed with my own son in an attempt to seduce him into fucking his horny mother!!

I smiled to my reflection as I thought about that big cock and getting my big titted body cuddled up against him.

I undressed and got into the shower, soaping up my big double D's. I cupped my hand between my legs and started to strum my clit. I was already hot and excited as I stroked my cunt, gently probing my fingers around.

I closed my eyes as the water cascaded over me and pictured Brandon's big hard cock in my mind.

I was feeling even hornier now as I imagined, in my mind's eye, that big young dick sliding between my legs, filling my pussy and pounding me hard.

My son had become my sexual fantasy and in just a few moments, I would climbing into bed right next to him..starting the first night of my attempted seduction of my well hung son.

I prevented bringing myself to orgasm, wanting to hold onto the intense feelings inside me. Instead I clambered out of the shower and dried myself off.

My nipples were as hard as bullets as I rubbed the soft white towel across them. My big boobs swung below me as I reached down to dry my feet and my wet hair cascaded over my shoulder, water droplets dripping to the floor.

When I was dry, I placed the towel in a heap on the side of the bath and reached to the sink counter and took hold of my naughty little negligee.

I bent down and held it by my feet, stepping each foot inside the material and then slinking it up along my legs. I wrapped it around my hips and allowed the silky material to rest on my stomach. Then I reached my hands under the straps and pulled my arms up, bringing the nightie over my fat tits. I hooked the straps over my shoulders and then brushed my hands down the front to my stomach, flattening out the material that now clung to my body.

The silk felt so lovely against my skin and I looked into the mirror in front of me and gazed at my reflection.

My big breasts were only barely contained within the lace patchwork and see through material of this very sexy lingerie. I had not worn anything like this in a long time. I smiled to myself in the mirror as I prepared to walk out of the bathroom door and reveal this awesome sight to my son.

I crossed to the door and took a deep breath. This was it.

I turned the handle and opened the door, stepping out onto the carpeted floor of our hotel room.

I glanced at the television on the sideboard and then spun around towards the bed. Brandon was lying under the ruffled covers, pulled casually up to his waistline. He was topless, his well developed upper body naked for me to feast my eyes upon.

His eyes flew wide open as he moved his gaze from the television to my negligee covered body. I saw his jaw drop and for an instant I thought maybe this was too much, had I gone too far just by wearing this thing?

"Fuck Mom..WOW!" He said with a nodding approval.

I walked to the vacant side of the bed and stood there, allowing my son to take in the full sight of his mother's busty body.

I could not help smiling as he continued to run his eyes up and down my figure.

"Jesus Mom...you look...errr....amazing!!"

"Thanks baby," I replied trying to sound casual..although my heart was beating ten to the dozen and the butterflies were doing cartwheels in my stomach.

I leaned forwards slightly, taking a hold of the top of the duvet and lifting it up. I was acutely aware that my tits were straining the top of my negligee and my son was getting a fantastic view down the deep valley of my cleavage. I deliberately took my time climbing on to the bed and moving myself below the covers.

Brandon's head was turned to the side and his eyes fixed on my boobs as I brought my large rack close to his face as I slid my body under the duvet.

"Where...errm...where did you get...that mom?" He asked with a throaty quiver to his voice.

"Oh well...just at the store..they didn't have many nightdresses in at the time." I said, lying.

"I know it's a bit revelling but...well you're the only one gonna see me in it!" I went on, as I pulled the duvet up to just below my breasts and laid my head back onto the pillow.

"No..it's fine mom..errmmm..yeah...cool!" He replied, turning his head back towards the TV.

I looked down at my tits which had flopped to the side of the lacy material, then glanced sideways at Brandon.

"Only trouble is..my boobs are a bit too big for it..it was the only size they had!" I said, wanting to keep my son's attention.

He turned his head back sideways and looked straight at my chest.

"Looks good from where I am mom!" he stated with that arrogant tone that I love to hear from him, his eyebrows raised and a smirk on his face.

I laughed, then replied, "Yeah I expect it does!"

His eyes came up from my tits and made contact with my gaze. It was another of those moments when we both understood what the other was thinking. A definite sexual chemistry was passing between us.

We both smiled.

I then ran my eyes down my son's muscular torso and then back up to make eye contact with him again. I could feel my pussy twitching.

"You are not bad to look at yourself baby," I said.

Brandon smirked and then raised his arms up over his head, resting his outstretched hands on the top of the padded headboard.

"Then enjoy the view mom," He replied, returning his eyes to the tit flesh that squeezed over the edges of the material of my sexy nightie.

As we were now laying side by side in the bed, when I turned my head to look at my son, our faces were only a short distance apart. I smiled at his last flirtatious remark and responded by again running my eyes down and along his naked upper body.

"You are in pretty good shape aren't you baby?" I said, returning my eyes to draw level with his again.

Brandon nodded and gave me that arrogant smirk again, his eyes wandering down from my face to my right breast, bulging against the side of the thin lacy hem.

There was a few moments pause as I returned my head back straight and looked at the television. All the time though, I was aware that Brandon was keeping his eyes fixed on my cleavage, my excitement levels reaching fever pitch.

"That was a long drive today," I said.

"Huhua," came his brief reply.

"And it's only the first day," I said pointedly.

Brandon lowered his arms down and eased himself up onto his elbows, raising his head from the pillow.

"Yeah...Only the first day," he repeated but in a supercilious tone of voice.

I turned my head to look at him again. He was now moving his body underneath the duvet and I felt his left leg come into contact with my right. He edged himself closer towards me and was now able to view my busty body from a slightly higher point of view.

Then he lay back down and rested his head on the pillow. He was now lying just inches away from me and his face was close to mine. I turned my head towards his.

"What are you doing?" I asked with a smile.

"Just thought you might like a cuddle before we go to sleep?" He replied.

I could literally have jumped up and down with excitement. My heart raced and I had to desperately control my breathing. Brandon was virtually lying on top of me and all I had to do was roll my body to the right and snuggle in to him. It seemed that this seduction of my son was really not going to be difficult. This naughty negligee had had an amazing effect on my boy!!

I smiled wide and nodded my head sharply. "Oh yeah..I would really like that," I said, sounding far too willing.

"Come on then!" He replied.

Brandon lifted his left arm and raised it over my head, motioning me too cuddle against his body.

I rolled onto my side and lifted my head from the pillow, laying it back down on my son's bicep. He lowered his arm and placed it on my shoulder, wrapping me in his tight grip. I slid my left arm across his chest and rested my hand by his right nipple.

I shuffled my body forwards and stopped moving when I felt my thinly covered breasts make contact with his flesh. My knees were bent inwards and I could feel the material of his boxer shorts. We were now into a position that most lovers would get into when they were in bed...not a normal situation though for a mother and son!!

"OOOO that's nice," I cooed, as I felt the warmth of my son's body against me.

"Yeah," he replied rather quietly.

He raised his right arm and reached back behind his head, feeling for the switch to the room light that was located on a panel behind the bed.

It clicked off and the light was extinguished, leaving only the glare from the television set to illuminate the room.

I suddenly felt Brandon's fingers start to stroke my shoulder, gently caressing along my skin. His fingertips ran across my flesh and the tingles that accompanied it shot along my whole body.

I was already horny enough but this was driving me crazy. It felt so wonderful to be this close to my hunky son..but I had to take it slowly..let him be the one to make the next move...if there was to be one?

For the next five minutes or so we remained just like that, watching television, neither of us saying anything.

Brandon continued to run his fingers from my shoulder to mid way down my arm and then back up again. In response to this, I started to move my hand from side to side on his chest, my fingers rubbing over his nipple, which became hard and erect.

I inhaled deeply at my son's manly and musky scent. With my face resting against the crack of his arm, I could smell the deodorant and after shave that he used.

This was the closest I had been to a man since my last fuck-buddy some time ago. I loved this part of being with someone though, that amazing feeling when you can be close to someone in bed, snuggled up real close and in anticipation of the sexual satisfaction that would normally follow. But this was a very different situation...this was a mother and son cuddled up together..me and my son!!




Gettin' Your Kicks On Route 66 Ch. 01



"You wanna see what else is on?" Brandon asked.

"No..I am not bothered really...I'm not really watching it!"

"Oh," He said rather surprised, "Do you wanna turn it off then?..I guess we should get some sleep..it's gonna be another long day tomorrow."

"Oh..errr...yeah..I guess so!" I replied, trying to disguise the disappointment in my voice.

There was only one thing I wanted to do right now..and it wasn't sleep!!

Brandon reached for the remote control that was lying on the duvet cover beside him. He pointed it at the TV and in a second the last light source in the room was gone.

Outside on the walkway, a couple walked past our room door with one of those rolling suitcases. The sound of the wheels scraping along the concrete drummed out their conversation but I could just make out the voices of a woman and a man as they went past, then a car door being closed rather harshly down in the car park, echoed around.

In the now total darkness and silence of the room, I could hear both my heavy breathing and that of my son's. He moved slightly and then his fingers on my shoulder squeezed into my flesh. His other hand had come down onto his chest and was now rested on top of my hand, his fingers sliding in-between the gaps of my fingers and locking down.

The atmosphere was electric..or at least to me it was!

"Night mom," He said before placing his lips against my forehead and kissing me.

I shoved my hips forwards and pressed my whole body tighter against his side, my big boobs now unmistakably squashing against his ribcage.

"Night baby," I replied.

Then I moved my head forwards off of his bicep and onto his shoulder, nuzzling my upturned face into his neck. With lustful thoughts in my mind, I pursed my lips and gently kissed him just below his earlobe, lingering there for a few seconds.

When I moved my lips from his neck, I felt his fingers lock tighter against my hand and his whole body stiffen up. I worried for a moment that I had gone too far..letting that kiss last too long!!

I could feel his heart beating against his chest and a definite deepening of his breath. He said nothing for several moments and neither did I. I was waiting to see if he would react in anyway.

Finally, after what seemed like ages but was only about half a minute I suppose, he spoke.

"I bet I would be the envy of all the guys in the neighbourhood if they could see me now!"

"Why?" I replied, knowing full well what he meant already but wanting him to say it.

"Well..I am in bed with the hottest Milf around...virtually naked!" He said with that same tone again.

"You are the one who only has his boxer shorts on," I said with a little giggle.

"Well what about that hot piece you're wearing...you might as well be naked."

"I thought you said you liked it," I replied with a mock tone of indignation.

"OH I DO!" He said firmly.

I giggled like a naughty schoolgirl and could not hide my satisfaction at this current situation. My wet pussy was practically dripping and I had to clench my legs tightly together to try and quell the heat radiating from my cunt!

"I suppose all boys like to see big breasts...even if they are their mothers!" I said in a slow and seductive voice.

Brandon inhaled deeply and I wondered if he was getting hard underneath the duvet, my eyes not yet fully adjusted to the darkness to notice any big bulges further down the bed.

"You sure got a nice rack on you, mom!" He said assuredly.

I giggled again and lifted my left leg up, draping it across his and brushing my foot against his ankle. My knee positioned only a few inches below his groin.

His whole body again stiffened up as I gently rubbed my foot up and down his lower leg.

My actions left me needing to make no reply to his last 'rack' remark. I think my frisky body language answered for me?

"You know mom," He said after a few moments of increased sexual tension, "If you were any other girl, I would be ripping that lingerie off you by now."

I loved his boldness and confidence.

"Oh really," I replied with a lustful tone to my voice, "Lucky girl."

Brandon's body seemed to relax now, the tension of our situation being broken somewhat by our direct and open flirting.

"Oh yeah...you bet she would be!" he said, his fingers now resuming to stroke along my arm and back to my shoulder.

"I think any girl would be lucky to be in bed with my hunky boy...so I guess I should feel LUCKY right now?"

The newly found confidence and boldness in my voice only egged him on, my initial nervousness now subsiding as he responded to me.

"Yeah well...I have never had any complaints." He replied casually.

"No I am sure you haven't...big boy like you!"

Brandon laughed and dug his fingertips subconsciously into my arm.

"Well, "He said still laughing, "I guess we are both 'big' where it counts!"

"How do you mean?" I replied, sounding innocent.

"Let's just say, you are big up top and I have what it takes to get the job done down below."

Now it was my turn to laugh rather loudly.

"HHAHAA...You cocky little shit!" I responded, lifting my hand and tapping it against his chest.

"So you are a real 'BIG BOY' are you?" I went on, already knowing the answer.

Brandon took a deep breath which gave away his well hidden nervousness and replied with apparent confidence, "Sure am mom!"

I said nothing but just murmured slightly, an agreeable hum that told Brandon what I was thinking. Then silence descended.

You could have cut the sexual tension in the darkened room with a knife. Outside I could hear people talking down in the car park and a room door being closed along the walkway.

My eyes were now getting adjusted to the darkness and could see more clearly. The outline of my son's body stretched out under the covers and I could just make out his feet pressing up the duvet at the end of the bed.

His heart beat fast and hard against my hand, resting across his chest. His fingers were still locked in with mine.

Underneath my negligee, my nipples were like two hard bullets, stiff and erect. I had my breasts pressed up against the side of Brandon's body and I wondered if he could feel my nipples poking into him?

Then in a quiet and low voice Brandon said, "Night mom," and he again kissed the top of my head.

"Goodnight my big baby!" I replied as I cuddled into him even tighter.

He untangled his fingers from mine and moved his hand away. A second later he had brought his arm across and placed his hand on the side of my stomach, just below my tits. Lying on my side, Brandon was now hugging me tightly. One arm wrapped around my neck and sensitively touching my shoulder, the other hand now squeezing my tummy just above the hip bone. I was now completely enveloped by my son's strong arms, my body wrapped up against him.

I moved my arm further across his chest and to the side of his ribs, pulling him towards me. This was no way for a mother and son to be sleeping together...but I sure liked it!!

**

The small clock located next to the television read 3.37am as I looked across at it, having woken from sleep.

I was still snuggled up beside my son, although his arms had fallen from my waist and shoulder. I blinked several times and wiped my hand across my eyes. Then I saw it.

Looking downwards over the duvet that covered Brandon and me, I saw that the covers had been raised up and a tent-like pyramid had formed right over my son's waist. Instantly I knew what was causing it.

I lifted my head from his body and looked at his face. He was still fast asleep.

I looked back down his body to where the tent was in the duvet. It was obvious that my son had a massive erection underneath there. His full on 'morning glory' arriving a little early!!

I smiled to myself and felt my pussy getting wet again. I instantly wanted to lift the covers and take a peek at his mighty dong but I was worried he may wake up...oh what the hell, he was the one who had been bragging last night about having a big dick!!

I gently moved my hand from his chest and reached down to take the duvet between my fingers. Feeling horny and excited, I slowly pulled my hand upwards and in turn raised the covers.

I looked up at my son to ensure he was not stirring but his eyes remained tightly shut, he had always been a pretty deep sleeper luckily.

I looked down into the darkness below the covers and could just make out the outline of his boxer shorts. I looked harder still, wishing I could turn on a light, and saw the sharp defined shape of his cock as it rose vertically in the air. His black boxers covered the hard and stiff flesh of man-meat that was hidden inside them but the unmistakable sight of a huge erection was still visible.

I wanted to just reach my hand down there and under the waistband of his shorts. I imagined wrapping my fist around his cock and whipping it out from under its material prison. Just the thought of being able to see his massive dick in its entire splendour and then slowly starting to pump my hand up and down on it, god I was getting so wet with my dirty thoughts.

I kept the duvet lifted up from his body and continued to gaze at the huge tented shape of his boxers. I slid my other hand down my body and separated my thighs slightly. I was still lying on my side as I began to move my fingers across my pussy. It was hot and wet between my legs, my clit very sensitive as I brushed my finger tips over it.

I tried to control my breathing as I wiggled two fingers inside my cunt and started to exercise my pussy. I kept my eyes on the huge bulge in his boxers and occasionally glanced up to ensure he was still asleep.

The scene in that darkened and quite motel room was getting hotter by the minute. A very horny, big breasted mother was lying against her son's sleeping body, looking under the bed covers at the huge tent being caused by her own son's large erection, while beating her fingers in and out of her wet pussy!!

The silence of the night was being broken by the sounds of my knuckles rapping against my flesh as I drilled my fingers inside my pussy. The little wet, squelching noises from between my legs becoming louder, as I got wetter.

My breathing too was getting heavier as I neared orgasm. I held my mouth tightly closed and tried to prevent my cries of pleasure from echoing through the darkness.

My eyes remained fixed on the obscene sight below the duvet. In my mind that big, juicy cock was totally naked and my sexy son was banging it up my pussy, sending his horny mother to orgasm.

I clenched my thighs tightly together, clamping my hand between them and with one final push, burying my fingers deep in my cunt.

My pussy muscles contracted hard as I coated my thrusting fingers with my love juices. I moved my head upwards and looked at my son's sleeping face. I climaxed again as I imagined sitting on that handsome face and getting his tongue to lap at my cunt. I thought too about his mouth moving over my clit and munching me to orgasm.

Several heady moments passed as I rode the wave of orgasmic pleasure and filled my mind with the thoughts of having sex with my son.

I slowed my breathing down and tried to regain my composure. I looked over the clock, 3.48am.

Slowly I withdrew my fingers from my pussy and gently moved my arm upwards along my body to my face. I released my grip on the duvet and allowed it to fall back down, sending a rush of air blasting forwards over our bodies.

I opened my mouth and pushed my wet fingers onto my tongue and started to lick my tasty pussy juices, as I did, I looked back down at the large tent-like bulge that still covered Brandon's erection.

I swallowed hard and could taste the salty mixture sliding down my throat...how I wished it was cum from my son's big cock!!

Finally I curled myself back up and rested my hand back on Brandon's chest. He stirred slightly and his right arm came up onto his chest, his hand moving back onto mine.

I gently laid my head against his shoulder and closed my eyes. For the moment my sexual urges had been subsided, my fingers taking care of me, but I knew it would not satisfy me for long. I knew that simply seeing his hard-on, hidden below his boxers would not be enough.

I thought about his reaction when he had seen my lingerie and the things he had said when we had been flirting together. I knew he was interested but was it enough to be able to get him to fuck his own mother and give me that big cock to play with?

In the morning we would be back on the road heading west!

**

Day Two --Rolla, Missouri to Edmond, Oklahoma

It was a very warm morning as Brandon and I clambered into the car and pulled out of the car park of the motel. The weather forecast for the Midwest said that it would reach almost 90 degrees today.

"How did you sleep baby?" I asked as we started to drive out of the town of Rolla.

"Yeah fine...you kept me warm Mom!" He said, turning his face towards me and giving me a wink.

I smiled back and replied, "Well you kept me nice and warm as well!"

"I don't think we will need to today though," He said, looking out of the window and up to the clear blue sky, "It's gonna be a hot one!"

"Yeah..really hot!" I mumbled in a tone of innuendo.

Brandon was doing the driving this morning as we rolled through the uplands of the Ozark's, a rugged and very picturesque stretch of our route.

I sat back in my seat and took in the sights, the old boarded up motels and cafe's that line the old road beside the newer Interstate. I gazed up at the clear blue skies and the sun that was beating down on Missouri. I thought back to the events of last night. Cuddling in the bed and the things we had said to each other and then what had happened when I woke up and saw his giant erection under the duvet. I thought about how wet I had been shoving my fingers into my cunt while looking at his hard-on.

"Mom...Mom..." Brandon called, breaking me out of my daydream.

"Yeah...what...sorry baby..I was just thinking about something!" I replied after a moment.

"Yeah so I could see..Must of been something good, you were smiling like the Joker just then!"

"Yeah sorry...Just drifted away for a moment!" I replied as I tried to hide my guilty looking face.

Brandon laughed a little and flicked a quick glance at me before returning his eyes to the road.

I am sure he could read my mind, his look said, 'I know what you were thinking.'

"We should stop and get some breakfast somewhere...my stomach is doing summersaults," I remarked.

"Yeah ok...There is a little town up ahead..Lebanon, we'll see what's there shall we?" He replied.

I nodded my head with a "Huhuhu!"

Lebanon is a real old Route 66 town. We passed a famous motel, Munger Moss, which I had read about in the guidebook. Just down the street a little we found a quaint little diner so we pulled in and went inside.

It was a real Mom and Pop place but really busy. The waitress, a young girl of about 20, with a frilly white apron thing around her waist, took our order and then scurried away threw a door leading to the kitchen.

"Lucky to find a seat in here," I remarked, sitting across the table from my son.

"I bet most of these people come here everyday...Look at some of these hillbillies!" Brandon commented, looking around the diner.

"Susssh, someone will hear you!" I told him.

We both laughed.

During breakfast, Brandon looked at me with that lustful look in his eyes and kept dropping his gaze to my chest. Today I was wearing only a t-shirt and a pair of denim shorts which came just above my knee. My big tits stretched the material of the shirt and my nipples pressed outwards like two jutting bullets.

I thought it was time I moved this on a little!!

"Did you not get a good enough view of them last night Brandon?" I asked quietly so the table behind us could not hear.

"What?" He replied.

"My boobs, you can't take your eyes off 'em!" I said back, lowering my own eyes down to my rack.

Brandon laughed and dropped his eyes down onto the plate of eggs and bacon below him.

"Sorry mom," He said rather coyly.

"It's alright baby..I am only messing..I don't mind you looking!" I replied with a slight giggle in my voice.

Brandon's eyes again rose to meet my gaze and we exchanged another of those moments between us. Our knowing smiles and expressions saying so much about what we were both thinking.

"You looked amazing last night mom."

"Thank you baby," I replied.

The noise and bustle of the diner carried on around us as my son and I sat looking across the table at each other, our flirting continuing.

"Did you mind us cuddling like that?...I guess it's not what mothers and son's really do...especially half undressed!" I asked, as I lifted the coffee cup to my lips.

Brandon shook his head and with a wink replied, "No not at all..are you kidding...I got to be in bed with the hottest Milf on Route 66!"

I laughed as he leaned across the table and lowered his voice even further. I leaned down and we faced each other just inches apart.

He whispered. "If you weren't my mom, I would have fucked you for sure!"

I tried to act a little surprised at my son's boldness but I knew he could see straight through it, so after a moment, gathering my courage to say something to add fuel to the fire, I replied,

"Well from what I saw last night, the fact I am your mom wasn't bothering you!!"

Brandon sat up and looked at me quizzically, his eyes darting around to see if anyone was listening.

"How do you mean?" He asked rather unsure of himself for once.

I smiled and this time I was the one to offer a wink of the eye. My excitement levels began to race through my body as I spoke with my son like never before.

"Well...I woke up during the night...and...errr...well...you....had something...on display!!"

Brandon took a few seconds to catch my meaning and then in his rather arrogant and self confident way he looked down at my chest and replied,

"Oh..I see...you were being a 'naughty mommy?"

I giggled and our eyes met.

"Well actually I thought I was quite well behaved considering."

"Considering?" He asked with a smirk.

"Well...considering...what was in front of me!" I replied, gaining confidence.

Brandon looked over his shoulder and to the tables around us checking again to see if anyone was paying attention to us, which they were not. He then leaned into me again and I lowered my head to his, close to the table top.

"And what was in front of you mom?" Brandon asked in low voice.

I widened my eyes and raised my eyebrows then said slowly, "Something..very...BIG!"

Brandon kept his eyes fixed on me but said nothing for several moments. Then he smiled and a satisfied look came to his face.

"Oh..I see...You mean...you know!" He said finally.

I nodded and grinned back at him.

He knew what I had seen and he knew what I meant but did not say the words. Our flirtatious looks and giggles said what we were thinking.

*

A while later and we were back on the road heading towards Springfield, Missouri.

My admission about last night and our conversation over breakfast had left a strange atmosphere in the car. The smirk had not left Brandon's face since, seeming to revel in the knowledge that I had seen his big erection during the night.

I was happy too that my little game of seduction was moving forwards so well. It was blatantly obvious that Brandon had sexual urges towards me as much as I did to him. It was surely just a case of harnessing it towards my ultimate goal...sex with my son. Reciprocal flirting between us was one thing but the actual act of having sex would be a natural barrier that we would have to cross. The question is..Would Brandon do so?..or for that matter, would I when the situation actually arose. I mean fantasy is fine in the mind, but what about reality?




Gettin' Your Kicks On Route 66 Ch. 02



This is Part 2 of my story, please read Part 1 first or this will make no sense! Both are pretty long even spilt up! Enjoy.

Day Four -- Santa Rosa, New Mexico to Flagstaff, Arizona.

I awoke next morning with a feeling of great satisfaction and sexual contentment. My pussy felt stretched and sticky, my body heavy.

I had rolled off of my son in the night and was now laid on the bed beside him, my right arm slung over his chest and both my legs curled up behind me in a sort of foetal position.

I brushed the sleep from my eyes and immediately caught sight of his huge morning wood. Brandon was still fast asleep but that big cock of his was awake and ready for action.

It was fully erect and jutting up over his muscled abdomen. The thick veins protruded around the shaft and the pinkish head pointed straight towards me. It was a truly beautiful cock and through the sunlight pouring in through the window, I could gaze at the big bastard that had made me cum so hard and blasted so much spunk in this bed last night.

My son was certainly very well hung and his cock looked almost as though it had been sculptured. I wondered about the actual size of this big dick that had fucked me so good.

It looked as though it was at least 9 or 10 inches long, with a fat girth to add to a woman's pleasure. It was rock hard and perfect for bouncing up and down on, grinding on it until it blew it's yummy load.

I smiled to myself and with naughty intentions, I crawled down the bed, bringing my face to within inches of his large erection. This morning, I wanted to fulfil a long desired want, something I had been dreaming of doing...I wanted to put this big fucker in my mouth and suck him off until he gave me his cum!

Feeling my pussy getting wet, I splayed my hand open and gently enveloped my fingers around the shaft, lifting it up from his stomach and aiming it towards me.

I moved my head above the tip of his big one and opened my mouth. Last night, when I had woke him up with a blowjob, he had stopped me so we could fuck, but this morning I wanted to swallow his cream down my throat.

I squeezed my fingers tight around it, holding the stiff meat near the base, rigidly in the air. I closed my eyes and lowered my head, my lips and teeth brushing the sensitive skin of the bulbous head as I took it into my mouth.

I forced it to the back, hitting my tonsils. I puffed out my cheeks and closed my lips around the veiny cock, moving my tongue around as best I could.

Brandon woke up as I started to move my fist up and down and my mouth in motion with it. Looking down, he was met with the taboo sight of his naked, busty mother, with her hair dishevelled and wild, sucking up and down on his big bone!

"OH MOM...OOOOH YEAH!"

He groaned deeply as I opened my eyes to look at his smug and happy expression, I winked my left eye at him and then concentrated all my efforts on blowing his 'morning wood.'

My fist beat against his big balls as I pumped my closed fingers along the shaft, meeting my cock stuffed mouth as I moved my head up and down on the hard fucker.

It was difficult to move my tongue around as my mouth was almost completely taken up by his thick dick, so I popped it out of my mouth and gave the shaft and head a good licking, flicking my tongue over his tight flesh and lapping down the mighty length to his balls, before slurping my way back to the top.

"OOH GOD MOM...SO GOOD...TAKE THAT BIG FAT COCK!"

I said nothing in reply but quickly stuffed it back into my mouth, stretching my lips around and down my son's overgrown man-meat.

His hands both came on top of my head, trying to push me further down. I gagged as the big knob thrusted down my throat, causing spit and saliva to splutter out and dribble down his cock.

"OOOH MOM...YOU DIRTY BITCH!"

He called out as I continued to work my mouth over his stiff prick, beating and slapping my tightly clenched fist repeatedly against those cum filled balls.

For nearly twenty five minutes, we stayed just like this. I sucked and mouthed him off, taking it as deep as I could, frequently forcing me to gag and choke as I took his whopper a little too far.

My saliva was literally everywhere, a wet messy puddle on the bed, his balls were covered with spit. My hand and fingers soaking wet and of course his thick stick was gleaming and dripping from tip to root.

I hummed and groaned as I worked it over, breaking occasionally to slurp up the spit and lash my tongue up and down the length of my son's big todger.

"OH MY GOD MOM...OH JESUS CHRIST..YES!!"

He cried, as I opened my mouth and sucked on his balls, rolling the sperm filled beauties around my tongue. It drove him wild and he squirmed his whole body around on the bed as I vacuumed his big, heavy balls, sucking hard as through trying to separate them from his body.

It really does drive guys crazy when you use your mouth and tongue to play around with their balls!

As the room filled with the dirty sounds of my incestuous blowjob, I felt Brandon's body tense up and his fingers dug into my scalp. He grunted loudly and thrust his hips upwards, jamming his pulsing cock down my throat.

I squeezed my fingers tight around the shaft and with my other hand, I cupped his balls. My baby boy was about to cum, right in my mouth.

I sucked hard, creating a vacuum in my mouth, drawing the air out and pulling on his cock. I drew my tongue to one side and felt a blast of salty, warm cum fill my mouth.

It swirled around before I swallowed hard and felt the cream slide down my throat, warming my windpipe as it descended into my body.

Already more sperm was erupting from his cock and I had to keep swallowing to clear my mouth, my tongue directing the spunk to my throat. But even my hot sucking mouth could not cope with all my son had in his balls and some trickled out the corners of my lips and ran down his big shaft until my fast jerking hand, collected it up.

"URRRGH...OOOHH FUCK... ARRRRGH..MOM...OHHH YES!"

He groaned as I kept working his large cum gun over, taking his streams of potent sticky gunk into my mouth and down my throat.

Making my own son cum like this was the most erotic moment of my life. Being able to drain his big, heavy balls and take down his tasty spunk, gave me a feeling of great power, of satisfaction and control. Yes this was my son, which of course made it even better, but just being able to bring off this huge, young cock and take his cum, filled me with joy untold.

*

"So exactly how big is that thing baby?" I asked as Brandon drove the car along towards the town of Albuquerque, New Mexico. The temperature outside was nudging the high 90s as the clock hit noon.

Brandon took his eyes off the road and glanced over at me in the passenger seat.

"What?..You mean my dick?" He replied.

"Yeah..I know it's gotta be around 9 or 10 inches right?...But have you measured it to know for sure how big it is?"

My son smirked and said, "Why you so keen to know my measurements mom?"

I shrugged my shoulders and gazed out at the road in front, the sun reflecting off the worn tarmac.

"Women just get interested about this stuff baby...Well that and I'm a dirty minded slut!!" I replied with a giggle in my voice.

He laughed out loud then said, "Oh yeah...I guess you are that Mom?"

I reached over and ran my hand across his lap, feeling the outline of his cock.

"SO!" I said firmly, "HOW BIG IS IT?"

Brandon looked down to see my fingers stroking over his shorts and smiled, "Well you guessed about right, it's around nine and a half inches!" he said proudly.

"Oh my big baby boy..What a well hung stud!" I replied with equal pride, squeezing my hand around his hardening dick.

"Don't know where you got such a big one from? Your Dad was certainly not that size..And he couldn't fuck me anywhere near as good as you can!"

He smiled over at me and shrugged his shoulders replying, "Guess Dad just didn't have what it took to get the job done!"

I felt his dick growing hard under his shorts as I gripped it in my hand.

"No baby, he didn't...But you sure do!" I replied, "Last night was amazing baby..My pussy still feels as though it was fucked by a baseball bat..You really gave it to Mommy good and hard with this big, beautiful cock of yours..Making me cum so hard!!"

My dirty talk was turning me on as much as my hand was making my son hard!

"Maybe tonight you can try bending me over and pound my wet pussy from behind?"

Brandon's eyes turned back from the road and looked over at me, with a big grin on his face.

"OH YEAH MOM..I DEFINITELY WANNA DO THAT... Slap your fat ass booty while I fuck you hard...OH FUCK YEAH!"

I was now jerking him off through the thin material of his shorts, his large hard-on wrapped in my hand.

"I love it when you give my ass a good spanking, especially when this big dick is buried to the balls inside me...HMMMHAAAH!!"

He laughed and replied, "I never knew you could talk so nasty Mom!"

"When I get into it baby, I can be the dirtiest slut you ever seen." I told him.

He smiled and nodded his approval as we drove into Albuquerque.

*

We stopped for lunch at the famous 'Frontier Restaurant' and ate their renowned 'Fiesta Burgers' while we played footsie under the table, restraining our flirting and dirty talk in the busy restaurant as we could be too easily overheard.

Soon though we were back in the privacy of our car, where we could talk freely. I took over the driving as we headed along and into the beautiful, 'Painted Desert' area of Route 66.

"Apart from the night-time naughtiness, are you enjoying the trip baby?" I asked.

"Yeah," He replied, "It's cool..But the nights ARE best!!"

I smiled and winked at my son, now sitting in the passenger seat. "Yeah they sure are!" I said.

I was wearing a short and rather flimsy dress, low cut to show off my big rack and when I sat down, the hem reached well above my knees.

Brandon was now the one with the free hands and he reached his left arm over to place his fingers on my naked thigh.

I looked down as he started to run his hand along my leg, disappearing under my dress towards my pussy.

"Don't make me crash!" I joked, as I felt his fingertips roam between my legs and touch the thin material of my lacy panties.

"Just a little revenge for you making my cock hard when I was driving earlier," He replied as he probed at my snatch.

I giggled and opened my legs a little wider to give his fingers better access.

"Well, alright then you bad boy," I said, gripping the wheel a little tighter.

Brandon leaned across to reach in-between my legs and used his fingers to pull the material of my panties aside, quickly running them along my lips.

"1...2....3!"

He counted before pushing his arm forwards and thrusting his fingers inside me,

"ARRRGH...MMMMM...BABY...OOOH YEAH!!"

I groaned as he began to move around inside my pussy, his knuckles banging on my clit.

"OH YOU NAUGHTY BOY...URRRGH THAT'S GOOD...OOOH BRANDON...OH YEAH...FUCK BABY!"

His three longest fingers wriggled and poked my cunt. I gripped my muscles tight around them, feeling him digging in, probing as far as he could push up me. His thumb pressed on my clit button and he slowly rotated it around, applying slightly more pressure each time.

"Oh Mom, is your pussy just always wet?" He asked as he thrusted his fingers in and out of me.

"OOOH BABY...IT IS...OOH WHEN YOUR AROUND...URRRGH..THAT'S GOOD...FINGER FUCK ME BABY...OOOH YEAH!!"

I tried to keep my eyes open and the car going straight, but it was not easy when my son was doing this to me, quickly edging me to orgasm.

"ARRGH..OOOH BABY..URRGH YES!!"

Brandon moved his fingers faster around inside my cunt, his hand pumping between my legs and his arm moving rapidly under my dress, his thumb working over my clit.

"Come on Mom..Cum for me...Make my fingers all wet and sticky." He said, encouraging me on.

"OOOH YES...OOOOH YEAH...FUCK..ARRRGH...OOOHH!"

I cried out as I clenched my insides tightly and my juices flowed, soaking his fingers and squirting out to cover his hand. In my moment of ecstasy, I gripped the steering wheel but swerved to the right, luckily the empty desert road and it's straight ribbon of tarmac meant there was nothing to hit.

I yanked the car back to the left as Brandon kept fingering me hard and deep, prolonging my orgasm.

"OH BABY...OH JESUS...FUCK SON...OH YES!"

I screamed as I juiced again and gushed down his arm, the seat below now wet as well.

Just then, through blurry eyes, I saw a sign up ahead that read,

'LAY-BY'

And with my soaking wet pussy still being driven by my son's fingers and my need for sex reaching fever pitch, an idea came into my horny, dirty mind.

"GOTTA STOP...PULL OVER...URRRGHH...FUCK!"

I mumbled breathlessly as I saw the entrance to the lay-by and pulled the steering wheel over to the left, turning off the main road. Brandon looked ahead rather surprised and said, "Why are we stopping here?"

"SO YOU CAN FUCK ME BABY!" I replied loudly, "I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME!"

The lay-by was divided from the main road by a row of cactus trees and a cyclone fence, set back by about 40 feet. Luckily the lay-by was empty of any other cars or people...Perfect for a quick Mother and Son, roadside humping.

"Seriously Mom?.. You wanna do it HERE?..In the car?...Shit!"

Brandon said with excitement, as I unlocked my seatbelt and reached for the door handle. I looked over my son and replied. "No, not in the car baby..OUT HERE!"

I moved my ass off the seat, his fingers popping out of my wet pussy.

"Get round this side of the car honey..I want you to fuck me hard!"

As Brandon got out of the car and walked hurriedly around to the driver's side, I stepped down on the tarmac and lifted up my dress. I took hold of my panties and tore them down, rolling the lacy material down my legs until they bunched up at my ankles, some juices trickled down my thighs.

"Get that big cock out baby!"

I demanded as my son saw the lust in my eyes. With a wide smile, he hastily pulled down his shorts and his big, semi hard cock, flopped out.

I licked my lips then spun around so I was facing the car. I reached out my arms and spread them across the hood, so hot from the burning sun. I stuck my ass backwards towards my son and rested my stomach on the edge of the car.

Now bent over, I looked back behind me at my son, who was stood there with his pants around his ankles, his cock growing harder by the second and a big, surprised, grin on his face.

"Hurry up baby...Fuck me before someone cums..I am so horny..Fuck me hard over the hood of the car!!" I yelled as my son moved up behind me.

"Oh wow Mom..Shit...Oh yeah!!"

He flipped up my dress over my hips, exposing my naked, ample, rounded ass, to the harsh desert sun as it shone down from high in the sky.

"I can't believe we are doing this!" He said, as I felt the head of his cock touch my puffy wet cunt lips.

"Just do it baby..GIVE IT TO ME GOOD AND HARD!" I commanded.

He gripped his hands tightly on my hips and in one swift forward motion, he thrust his entire hard, pussy pounder prick, right up inside me, shoving his length as deep as he could go.

"AAARGHHH...URGGGHH!" I screamed out, as my cunt gripped and contracted around the invading fucker.

"OH GOD BABY...ARRRGH YES..FUCK ME BABY...URRRGH JESUS FUCK ME!!"

Without any more encouragement, Brandon began to really pump his big dick in and out of me. Speeding up until he was fucking me as furiously as he had done during that frenetic first fuck last night.

"OH MOM...ARRRGH YEAH..TAKE MY BIG, FAT COCK YOU DIRTY BITCH!!"

I held onto the hot metal of the car hood as best I could, while he pounded me from behind, his body smacking hard against my ass.

"OH..YEAH...GIVE IT TO ME...ARRGH...GOD THAT COCK IS SO BIG BABY... URRRGHH..FUCK!!"

I cried out as I felt his heavy balls whacking on my cunt as he powerfully kept banging me.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

His hand flew back and forth across my bouncy ass, smacking my clapping booty cheeks as he stuffed my fuck hole.

"OH BABY...YEAH SPANK THAT FAT ASS..SPANK IT AND FUCK ME...OOOH..URRGH YES...YOU BIG, HUNG, FUCK STUD...OH YEAH..FUCK THE SHIT OUTTA ME!!"

The silent and hot desert echoed to the loud screams and hard slapping of our bodies. Brandon hammered me, bent over our car hood, his huge girth and long length, furiously slamming in and out of me.

My big breasts were pressed against the hood, beads of sweat dripping down between the deep valley of my rack. It was well over 90 degrees out here in the lay-by and with our vigorous sex, both of us were quickly covered in sweat.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

Again Brandon forcefully swotted his hands against my rippling backside, spanking me like the dirty slut that I am.

"OH FUCK...YES BABY...MAKE MOM CUM...ARRRGH..OH JESUS...URRRGH..OOOHH...YES...YES...YES!"

I screamed as my well fucked cunt exploded all over his massive thrusting shaft, my muscles gripping hard and then releasing as I juiced. Just then, as my son kept battering my hungry hole and slapping my ass, I heard a truck roar by out on the main road.

Had he seen us? Had he seen my naked butt stuck out and being pounded by my hunky young son? The cactus trees and fence offered some cover and we were on the opposite side of the car, but sprawled over the hood as I was, the truck driver may well have seen us.

"OH SHIT!" Brandon said breathlessly, as he grabbed hold of my hips and powerfully fucked me.

"ARRGH BABY...OOOH YES!"

The thought that someone had actually seen us having it off made me cum again and harder than before, one of those knee buckling orgasms where you can't seem to hold yourself up.

Luckily the hood of the car and my son's bouncing body behind me, nailed me into place as I rode out the climax.

Unexpectedly, Brandon ripped his large thick dick out of my pussy at just the right moment, so that my juices gushed out unrestricted and blasted a thick stream onto his legs and down to the tarmac, leaving a wet puddle on the road surface.

"AARRGH..HOLY FUCK...BABY...URRRGGH...DON'T STOP...KEEP FUCKING ME BABY...I WANT ALL THAT HOT FUCKING CUM!!"

I yelled as he quickly thrust his cock back up my soaking wet honey pot. The sun blazoned down on us as my son banged me hard. His balls smashed against me like two wrecking balls while his beefy dick slammed deep into my cunt.

Finally, he grunted loudly and I felt him withdraw his cock from my hole, leaving me with an empty feeling inside.

"OH MOM...AAARGH...HERE IT CUMS...OOOHH!"

He groaned as hot spunk landed on my booty and dripped down my cheeks. A second later and another big wad splattered on my ass, leaving the sticky cum trailed across my fleshy and meaty backside.

I breathed hard and heavy, trying to recover from being well and truly fucked up by my well hung son.

*

After getting 'cleaned' up in the lay-by, we got back in the car and continued our journey, relieved of our sexual lust. For the time being!

Sometime later we passed through the small town of Winslow and saw dozens of tourists with camera's congregating on a street corner.

"What's all this about?" Brandon asked.

"Do you remember the old 'Eagles' song, Take It Easy!" I replied.

Brandon nodded, "Yeah, I've heard it!"

"Well," I went on, "There is a line in the song that goes, 'standing in a corner in Winslow, Arizona, such a fine sight to see'...Well that's the corner." I said, pointing.

Brandon looked puzzled as we drove past the crowd on the street.

"How do they know it's that corner?" He asked.

I picked up the 'Route 66' guidebook, that was laying on the dashboard and replied, "It say's so in here..corner of 2nd and Kinsley."




Gettin' Your Kicks On Route 66 Ch. 02



I tossed it over to my son in the passenger seat who threw it back on the dashboard, "It's ok, I believe you," He said, "The Eagles are much more your era than mine!"

We both laughed.

*

It was early evening as we drove through the back streets of Flagstaff, Arizona, looking for a motel to stay the night. We passed various well known hotel chains but figured they would be a little too expensive for our budget.

We stopped at several places but were told they were sold out, largely due to a big convention that was in town.

After nearly two hours, we finally found a place, 'America's Best Value Inn.' Rather shabby from the outside and in need of modernising, we decided it would do for tonight.

In fact as we entered the room with its horrendous bright blue and yellow walls with flowered pattern bed covers and broken air conditioning, I could not help but think that actually this rundown and seedy motel was perfect for a night of dirty, taboo, Mother and Son sex...What better place to find some forbidden fucking than behind the door of a cheap, seedy motel room?

*

In the bathroom, I changed into my sexy negligee and checked myself out in the mirror. I thought back to the first night of our trip, when I had done exactly this and prepared to begin the seduction of my son.

Unlike that first night, I knew exactly what was going to happen when I went and climbed into bed with my son...I was gonna get fucked.

"Come on mom..Get in here...This big cock of mine is not gonna play with itself!" Brandon called from the bed.

"Coming baby!" I shouted back, as I gave my big boobs a squeeze under the lacy material and lifted them up.

I walked out into the main room and saw my son laying on the bed with the covers kicked back. He was stripped totally nude and his big cock was resting against his stomach, already almost fully erect.

"Ready for your Mom baby?" I said, as I climbed onto the bed, my big tits spilling out of my lingerie.

"You betcha!" He replied as he fixed his gaze on my swinging cleavage.

I bought my busty body down and draped myself over him, my arm sprawling across his chest and my face nuzzling his neck.

He wrapped his arm over my shoulder and with his other squeezed his hand across my stomach and pulled me into his clutches, hugging me tightly.

"Oh you smell lovely!" I remarked as I inhaled his manly scent and freshly showered body.

"You do too!" He replied, "Not looking bad either!"

I kissed his neck and licked my tongue along his face until our mouths connected and we kissed passionately.

I ran my hand over his chest and down his abs. I gently scratched my fingernails around the sensitive head of his big dick, scraping down the long shaft until I reached his balls.

As we continued to dance our tongues together, Brandon's left hand wandered around behind me. I was turned on my side, enabling him to grab a handful of my ass. He dug his fingers into the silk of the negligee covering my butt and gripped at the fleshy cheeks.

I pressed my boobs into his ribs while I played with his cock and our mouths mashed together. We kept kissing and fondling each other for some time before my son moved his tongue from my mouth.

"I am gonna fuck you so hard tonight Mom!" He said, confidently.

"This big, busty body is all yours baby..and this massive cock is all mine!" I replied, holding his meat firmly in my hand and waving it around from side to side.

Brandon looked down at his big, thick, pussy pounder wrapped in my hand and said, "You got a deal Mom!"

We kissed again for a moment and then he said firmly, "Lay down Mom...I wanna get some..DESSERT!!"

Hurriedly and giggling, I released his stiff prick and rolled onto my back as he manoeuvred himself on top of me, pulling at the lacy material in the deep valley of my cleavage.

He yanked my nightdress down and both my large tits feel out from behind their lacy, silk prison.

My son opened his mouth and sucked in my right nipple, his tongue lashing around it. I put my hands behind his head, holding him there as he suckled me like a baby.

"Oh that's a good boy," I moaned, "OOOH yeah..Suck my big tits..I know you love Momma's BIG BOOBS!"

His tongue slid around the nipple and his teeth gently bit down on it.

"MMMMM...That's good baby...SUCK THEM TITS...MMMMMM!"

He licked over my meaty flesh and across my other breast, licking the nipple and then filling his mouth. Brandon placed his hands either side of my boobs and pushed them together, using his mouth and tongue to explore the deep crack in-between before sliding himself down my body.

He ran his tongue under my tits and across my tummy, trailing over my belly button and down towards my pussy.

"OOH BABY...MMMMM!"

I groaned as he kneeled at the foot of the bed and placed his hands on my ankles and said, "Spread 'em Mom!"

He pulled my legs up to his shoulders and parted them. He gripped my ankles until he had spread my legs open wide enough and he was looking down at my fully exposed and naked pussy. He smiled widely and then looked at my face,

"Ready Mom?" He asked.

"Yes baby..Go for it!" I replied, as I raised my arms to replace his hands on my ankles and hold myself fully spread high and wide.

Brandon turned his eyes back to my nude cunt and dropped his head down, burying his face into my pussy.

I closed my eyes and hummed with intense pleasure as I felt his mouth clamp around my sex. His tongue touched my meaty lips and lapped at my clit. In seconds, his mouth was moving all over my pussy, his tongue flicking and licking my wetness as he sucked hard, pulling my cunt into his mouth.

"OOOH FUCK..ARRRGH YES EAT THAT WET PUSSY...OOOHH JESUS...YES...SUCK MOMMY'S WET CUNT...URGGGH GOOD BOY!"

I yelled, bringing my feet down and wrapping his head between my thighs. I dug my heels into his back and ran my fingers through his hair. He used his talented tongue to dance over my clit, working me into a frenzy.

"OOOH FUCK..MAKE ME CUM BRANDON...MAKE ME...ARRRGGH...OOOOHH...SHIT!!"

As my pussy erupted, filling his mouth with my juices. I raised my hips from the bed and thrust forwards, simultaneously pulling his head tighter against me and grinding my orgasmic cunt into his face.

"AAARRGH..OH YES...FUCK...OOOHH..URRRGH..BABY... SUCK THAT PUSSY...OOOH JESUS!"

Brandon did not stop or even slow his turbo tongue, he devoured my wet pussy like a juicy steak, sucking and munching me with relentless pace.

Over my climaxing screams were the sounds of squelching and wet slurping from between my legs. I gripped two fistfuls of his hair and held tight as I rotated my hips and screwed my pussy hard into his mouth, feeling as his tongue pushed deep into my fuck hole, lapping my insides.

"OOOH BRANDON...OOOHH BABY...YES..SUCK THAT PUSSY...SO GOOD BABY...ARRRGH FUCKING HELL!!"

He quickly bought me to orgasm again as he slid his hand under my ass and worked his fingers in my pussy so he could wriggle them inside me and jab away, increasing my sexual pleasure.

I clenched my thighs tightly around his head and jammed my heels harder into his back as my whole body writhed on the bed, riding out orgasm after cunt gushing orgasm, with the accompanying sound track of screams and slurping.

For close to an hour, my son munched on my pussy, he certainly took the time to pleasure me, his face buried between my legs, his mouth and tongue really working me over, devouring my wet snatch.

I lost count of the number of times he made me gush and by the end his whole face was a wet, sticky mess.

"OOOH BABY...OH JESUS...You certainly know how to pleasure a woman!" I said breathlessly, as he laid on his back beside me.

"Glad you enjoyed it!!" He replied with an arrogant tone.

As I regained myself, I looked down over his well toned body and saw his huge cock, already hard and fully erect, standing tall above his waist, the thick veins snaking up and around the shaft, capped off by that big, bulbous head.

I rolled onto my side and stretched my arm down so I could wrap my fingers around the big, hard girth of man meat. I licked my tongue over my son's face, tasting my own sticky juices as I closed my fist around his mighty dick and began to beat him off.

"Such a big boy for his Mommy!" I said naughtily, before I pressed my lips against his and slid my tongue into his mouth.

He groaned as we kissed, feeling my tightly gripped hand, jacking him off. The wet, slurping of our tongues and mouths added to the sexual energy in the seedy and steamy motel room. Between my legs, my wet, well sucked cunt, contracted and clenched with the burning desire to be stuffed full again with that large fuck tool and pounded hard, but first, I wanted to suck on it and take it down my throat.

I raised my head up, disengaging my tongue from my son's mouth and said, while squeezing his cock,

"I think I should give this big, fat fucker a nice, dirty...BLOWJOB!"

Brandon smiled and nodded agreeably, "I think so too!" He replied.

I climbed down over his torso and seconds later had my mouth and tongue working around the large, stiff shaft. My head bobbed up and down as I took his whopper down my throat, gagging on it and leaving my spit running down his length to his cum filled balls.

I scrapped my teeth along the vein bulging flesh and caressed it with my tongue. I fondled his balls with my fingertips as my other hand pumped his fat cock in my tightly gripped fist.

"OOH MOM...FUCK...You sure know how to suck off a big cock!"

He groaned as his hands pressed on top of my head and his hips rose from the bed, causing his meat to stuff down my throat even harder.

After giving his dick a good, sloppy blowjob and covering it in my saliva, I finally sat up and hastily clambered my busty body on top of him..I needed this big, hard cock up my pussy.

I got astride him and lowered myself down, my big tits swinging like pendulums just above my son's face as I moved into position.

"Time for Mommy to bounce her big, fat ass up and down on this lovely, hard young COCK!!"

I said, as I held his dick and guided it to my hungry hole. I relaxed my cunt muscles as the head penetrated my pussy and I sat down on it hard, sending his entire lengthy shaft, deep up inside me.

"UUUURGGGGHHH!"

I groaned as my ample backside came to rest on his muscled thighs and I could feel his big balls pressing between my cheeks.

Brandon first bought his hands to my hips and then slid them around to my ass, where he firmly and sharply hit my fleshy rump several times, his palms stinging my skin.

"Ride it you big, busty cowgirl...YEEEHAAA!"

He cried with a wicked smile. I laughed and playfully slapped him across the face as I raised myself up, sliding a good few inches back out of my cunt before forcefully dropping back down and taking his manhood back in to the balls.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

Brandon's hands smacked repeatedly on my ass as I began to rhythmically bounce my bubbly ass on his fat cock.

"UUURGGGH...YES....OOOOOHHH FUCK!"

I groaned as I pressed my hands firmly down on his chest, using the extra leverage to rise my body higher on his cock and slap back down more forcefully.

My wet pussy expanded and contracted as his hard plunger stuffed my cunt to the depths, pushing me quickly towards a powerful orgasm.

"OOH BABY..MAKE ME CUM..OH FUCK...SUCH A BEAUTIFUL BIG COCK...SLAP THAT ASS AND FUCK ME HARD..OHHH YOU WELL HUNG STUD!!"

I felt my son thrusting upwards and clenching his strong thigh muscles as he drilled his mighty meat into me. I could feel my pussy about to gush hard and a few firm slaps of his hands against my flouncing rump, sent me over the edge.

"UUURGGGH BABY....OOOH YES...YES...FUCK...ARRRGGH!"

My cunt juiced all over his big cock, quickly covering his balls as they repeatedly smashed against me.

"OH MOM..JESUS CHRIST...GOD...YEAH...SQUIRT IT MOM..HOLY FUCK..YOU DIRTY BITCH!!"

He cried, as he dug his fingers into my big ass and squeezed my cheeks apart.

I rode out my orgasm but as I opened my eyes and looked down at my son, his gaze fixed and mesmerized by my big, bouncing boobs. I felt suddenly dominant, as though I was in control and my hunky son was my young, sex toy, a toy with a nice big cock that could make me cum again and again.

!WHACK!

I raised my hand and slapped him hard across the face, not playfully like a moment ago, but with a mean, sexual menace.

"BAD BOY!!"

I yelled, as I slapped and clapped my round ass against his hard, muscular thighs repeatedly, bouncing up and down on his whopper cock.

"What was that for?" He asked, looking up at me, startled.

"For calling your Mother a dirty bitch," I replied firmly but with a little wink.

"Sorry Mom," He groaned, remorsefully.

To show him I was only playing, I leaned forwards and down so that my tits were hanging just above his head, my nipples aiming right at his mouth.

"You will be young man...NOW FUCK ME HARDER!!"

With that I slammed my tits down and buried his face into my boobs, smothering him, deep in the valley of my double D's. At the same time I smashed my ass down hard against his legs and taking his cock balls deep in my pussy.

I grinded my cunt on its large girth and squirmed around on it, clenching my juicy wet pussy around the shaft and holding him tight and deep inside me.

"BIG..NAUGHTY..BOY!"

I said in my most dominant and commanding voice. My son could not reply with anything more than a smothered mumble, as his face remained buried in the heavy mounds of my awesome rack, his mouth full of tit flesh.

Behind me, his hands clung to my ass and his strong fingers ripped apart my crack. If anyone had been stood at the end of the bed they would have got an unrestricted view of my cunt, stretched out around the base of my son's cock and of my asshole, clenching tight.

For a moment, I thought about having anal sex with my son! Could I take that big, fat dick up my tightest hole? Could he really force that hard fucker up my butt?

'God it would sure be an amazing feeling to have my butthole spread open and reamed by that giant 9 incher...Fuck yes, I would be my son's dirty butt slut anytime.' I thought to myself.

I was getting lost in my naughty thoughts but was quickly snapped out of them by Brandon moving his hands to my hips and sitting up below me, pushing me up with him so we were now sitting face to face, my legs still astride him and his fat cock still buried deep in my fuck hole.

His face emerged from my cleavage and he looked into my eyes, "Now you are gonna get it Mom!" He said firmly, a warning tone in his voice.

I squealed like a pig as he powerfully grabbed my busty body and in the hug of his strong, manly arms, he threw me to his right, twisting me over and slamming me down onto the bed, his cock remained balls deep up me.

He came down on top of me, squashing his chest against my tits.

"OH MY BIG STRONG BOY!"

I squeaked in a giggly voice, wrapping my arms around his back and locking my legs behind him, digging my heels into his tight ass.

"Ready to take a good pounding?" He asked, looking deeply into my eyes.

"Oh yeah...GIVE IT TO ME YOU BIG HUNG STUD!" I replied with a wide grin.

I held my breath as he pulled his hips backwards, sliding a good seven or eight inches out of my pussy. It felt so good to have that large, fat, hardness squelching through my wet cunt.

He paused for just a second, making me wait for the moment when he would send the whole length back to my depths, just teasing me in anticipation.

He grunted deeply and then rammed his hips forwards, slamming his big cock inside me and slapping his balls against my ass.

"ARRRRGGGHH...OOOHH FUCK!!"

I yelled out as my wet pussy was stuffed full and stretched tightly around the meaty fuck stick. Within seconds, my studly son was pounding my cunt like a bull, his tightly clenched ass bouncing between my legs with a rapid and rhythmic rise and fall.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Our hard bodies collided and slapped together as I closed my eyes and held my arms locked around his neck.

"OH FUCK ME...OH BABY...FUCK ME...BIG COCK..ARRRGHH..URRRGGHH..JESUS...OHHHH...SON...FUCK ME!!"

I screamed with increasing breathlessness. Brandon was rutting me with a relentless pace, his huge cock pumping my pussy hard and deep.

The bed rolled on its wheels and under the strain of our fucking, was repeatedly bouncing against the wall behind it, causing a noisy knocking. The springs of the rickety mattress squeaked and creaked as my son thrust his body against his busty Mother, hammering my pussy with his long cock and smashing his balls in my flesh.

"FUCK ME..FUCK ME...FUCK ME!" I cried, as the noise of our bodies slapping together again and again filled the sparse room.

My son had his face buried into the nape of my neck and was grunting loudly with every thrust. His ability to keep up this hard, pounding pace amazed me. I know he is young and in good shape but he never seemed to tire. For over half an hour he fucked me, ramming his cock in and out of my soaked and frequently orgasming, cunt hole.

I reached my arms down and held his ass in my hands, feeling him clenching and flexing his muscled butt as he drilled into me. I clawed at his tight flesh as he powerfully and vigorously fucked and pumped the very breath from my body. I grew weak and tired, my cunt still repeatedly juicing.

"OOOH BABY...JESUS...FUCK..ARRRGH...YES...SO GOOD...SO BIG...OH BABY...YES...YOUR FUCKING WRECKING..THAT PUSSY...OOOOH SON...URRRGGGHH!"

His big, cum heavy balls smashed into me, clapping against my backside with a furious pace. I screamed as he made me gush again and I threw my legs high and wide into the air like a dirty slut.

He nibbled at my ear and then he breathlessly, but in a deep, dominant tone said,

"I hope..you like taking...my big cock Mom?...I hope you like being...fucked really hard like this?...CAUSE I'M GONNA BANG THE FUCK OUTTA YOU EVERY FUCKING DAY AND NIGHT FROM NOW ON!!"

His dirty talk instantly made me cum again, my wet cunt contracting and erupting all over his fast slamming cock.

I dug my fingernails deeper into his bouncing ass and yelled my reply,

"YES BABY..I FUCKING LOVE IT..ITS ALL YOURS NOW..BABY...YOU OWN THAT WET CUNT NOW..YOU GIVE MOMMY THAT BIG..FAT FUCKING COCK EVERY DAY...SHOW ME..WHO IS IN CHARGE..SHOW ME WHO OWNS THAT CUNT...BULLY THAT PUSSY WITH THAT...FAT FUCKER!...OOOHH YES...YOU POUND MOMMY WHENEVER YOU WANT...BIG...COCK...FUCKER!!"

This only made him more determined and he grunted loudly and slammed himself even harder against me, his cock bumping my insides.

Now hotel rooms see loads of sex, especially cheap, seedy motels like this one. Hookers and their Johns, married people conducting illicit affairs, strangers meeting up for one night stands and lonely travellers passing by and getting a local girl drunk in a bar and ending up back in their room. Hotels and motels are the classic places for sexual liaisons of all types..But tonight..In this motel room..Perhaps the most taboo and strange liaison was taking place...And if these walls could talk they would tell the tale of a young, very well hung son and his big breasted mother, naked in the bed, having very hard, pussy pounding, incestuous SEX!!!

"IM GONNA CUM MOM!!"

Brandon called out after another ten minutes of furiously and forcefully fucking me into the bed.

I clung tightly to his sweating and bouncing body, feeling his large cock slowing its thrusting inside me as he prepared to ejaculate his hot load.

"IN ME BABY...JUST DO IT SON...UP ME..BLAST IT RIGHT UP INSIDE ME...CUM UP ME BABY..SHOOT IT UP ME SON!!"

I groaned loudly, wrapping my legs around his back and trying to hold him inside me. Brandon froze and I looked at his contorted face.




Gettin' Your Kicks On Route 66 Ch. 02



"YOU SURE MOM?" He asked through gritted teeth.

"Don't worry baby," I said, reassuring him, "DO IT...GIVE IT TO ME...SEND IT ALL UP MY CUNT!!"

Brandon grunted and his face took on an almost painful expression, as he held himself tightly against me and grinded his balls on my cunt.

"OH MOM..ARRGH...URRRGGGHH...YEAH..OOOHHH!"

He groaned as I felt the warm cum flooding my pussy, spurting into me and unloading like a torrent.

It had been years since I had felt a man spunking inside me and that sensation of being filled with potent sperm. I had not taken the pill since my late teens but I would obviously need to start now that my son was going to be fucking me so much!

"OH YES..MY BIG BOY...OOH THAT'S GOOD...GIVE IT TO ME BABY...GIVE ME ALL THAT CUM...OH BRANDON..OOH YES...OH BABY...MMMMM!"

I clung tightly to his quivering body as his cum continued to flow deep up my cunt, drowning his own cock in the rivers created inside me.

He clenched his ass tightly and thrusted up me one last time, mashing his crotch together with mine, cum oozing from my well pounded fuck hole.

Breathing heavily and both of us panting with sheer exhaustion, we looked into each other's eyes and smiled, Mother and Son both sexually satisfied and with a unique love between us.

I ran my fingers along his spine and up over his head, sliding through his hair.

"Hope you don't get knocked up Mom!" He said, jokingly.

I laughed and pulling his lips closer to mine, I replied, "I soon will with big bellyfuls of all your lovely cum!"

Our mouths locked and our tongues were soon entangled together, our saliva mixing just as our sex juices were right now, inside my pussy.

As we enjoyed the post coital warmth and love between us and the room fell silent after all the screaming and slapping noises, we snuggled our naked, exhausted bodies together and fell quickly to sleep.

Tomorrow we would hit California and another day on Route 66 for the dirtiest Mom and Son on the ole 'Mother Road.'

***

Day Five -- Flagstaff, Arizona to Rialto, California.

"Oh yes, good morning, Do you have any vacancies for tonight?...Oh that's great...Yes I would like to make a reservation then please."

The Wigwam Motel is located in Rialto, California, near to San Bernardino and after failing to stay at the other one earlier in the trip, Brandon and I were delighted that tonight we would get to spend the night in a Wigwam motel. It did mean quite a drive though to get from Flagstaff to Rialto.

Following our night of hard, incestuous sex, we were late getting up and by the time we were back on the road it was almost 10.30am.

"Have fun last night?" I asked Brandon as he drove, the hot sun blaring through the windshield.

"Sure did!" He replied, looking over at me with a smirk.

"I think my pussy is still dripping with your cum baby." I said, placing my hand on his thigh and squeezing the hard muscle.

"Oh yeah, about that..." He said, rather concerned, "Are you on the pill Mom?..I mean...Could you get..Pregnant?"

I laughed loudly and thought about that huge load of cum he blasted inside of me last night. How easily that big, unprotected, young cock could knock me up!!

"Well," I replied, "No..I'm not on the pill baby..But don't worry, I got a few of those 'morning after' pills with me...I already took one after that big load you gave me last night!"

Brandon's concerned look left his face and a broad smile replaced it, "Oh...That's alright then!" He replied, obviously relieved.

I leaned over and kissed him on the side of his cheek before saying into his ear, "So you can keep blowing all that hot spunk right up Mommy's CUNT!!"

We both laughed, just as an 18 wheeler truck roared by, heading east.

**

We drove into the touristy old 'Wild West' town of Oatman, a favourite among travellers in the Southwest area.

"Shall we take a look around and maybe have some lunch?" Brandon asked.

"Yeah may as well." I replied.

*

"What's a 'Wild West Burger?" He asked the pretty brunette waitress who took our order in one of the sidewalk restaurants we had walked into.

"Well," she said in a Southern drawl, "Its two hamburgers topped together with a special house barbeque sauce, bacon, sausage and lettuce."

Brandon frowned and replied, "Did they really eat THAT in the wild west?"

The waitress smiled and shrugged her shoulders, "No..probably not!"

My son laughed and told her he would try it anyway. I saw her glancing at his biceps that were straining at his tight fitting t-shirt, no doubt thinking the same as I was...Yummy!

After she walked away, I leaned over the table and whispered, "She thinks you're a buff hunk!"

Brandon smirked and said, "How on earth can you tell that?"

"Us girls can spot these things," I replied.

He looked back over his shoulder and across to the counter where the waitress was stood, giving our order to the chef.

"Yeah not bad!" He said matter of factly.

I played with my little by jokingly replying, "You wanna get HER in the Wigwam tonight?"

He snapped his head back around and looked straight at me with a frown.

"NO!...I'm gonna have a hot MILF in there with me...A girl who knows how to handle BIG things!!"

We giggled as the waitress walked back over with our drinks.

*

After lunch we wandered around the town but the 95 degree heat hitting the desert town made it rather unpleasant for us suburban Illinois's, more accustomed to the colder conditions of the north!

We went into one of the many tourist driven shops that keep this place in business.

"Hey look at this!" Brandon said, delving his hand in a basket just inside the shop doorway.

"What is it?" I asked, as he pulled up a coiled up, black leather rope with a handle at the end.

"It's a cowboy whip, you know what they use on horses and things." He said, gripping it in his hand.

"Oh yeah, I've seen them before," I replied.

He looked at it rather curiously and glanced at me with a smirk.

"What?" I asked, wondering what he was thinking.

"Nothing...Just got a little idea!" He replied, turning and heading to the counter with the 'whip' in his hand.

"Are you gonna buy that?" I said, "I think they are kid's toys baby?"

"Yeah I know," He replied, "But I'm sure adults can play with them too!!"

I saw the naughty look on his face as he paid for it and also picked up an imitation Stetson hat!

"A cowboy hat and a whip!..You wanna play Cowboys and Indians?" I asked laughing as we left the shop and headed back to the car.

"Something like that....YEEEHAAA!!" He whooped out, giggling.

*

Back on the road and passing into the Pacific Time Zone, we took to the Interstate 40 Highway to cross the harsh Mojave desert temporarily leaving the slower 66 to cover the distance we needed to, to get to our final overnight stop before reaching the coast sometime tomorrow.

The afternoon temperatures pushed over the 100 mark as the lifeless desert burned under the sun of a cloudless sky, only the highway traffic breaking it's silence, in our car though the conversation was hotter than hell itself.

"Can you imagine having my big, fat dick stuffed right up your ass Mom?" My son mused.

"I have thought about it baby, but I think you would rip me in two with that big fucker...I wouldn't be able to walk for a week!" I giggled, only half joking about that.

"That would be so funny, seeing you walking around after being fucked bow legged by your own son." He laughed.

"Yeah..Imagine me having to explain to people why I was having to waddle around like a fat assed duck!" I joked.

"I would love it...Knowing I had done you so hard up your rump that you couldn't walk properly!" He replied.

"Yeah I bet you would baby...You would really 'OWN' me then wouldn't you?" I said, reaching my arm across his lap and sliding my hand over his crotch.

Brandon glanced over at me, seeing the horny and lusty look I was giving him as I gripped his bulge.

"Maybe I should OWN ALL of your holes Mom!" He said firmly.

I fumbled with the waistband of his shorts and reached my hand inside, quickly finding his cock and wrapping my fingers around it, "I think you should take control of EVERYTHING that now belongs to you..MY BIG HUNKY STUD!!"

I leaned down and moved my head so that I was out of sight of passing cars and positioned just above his lap, my hand gripped around his growing meat inside his shorts.

"What you doing?" He asked, looking down at me below the steering wheel.

"WELL!" I replied. "I didn't get 'dessert' in the restaurant!!"

Brandon laughed and said, "So you fancy a little 'CREAMY' treat now ha?"

I smiled and whipped his cock out from over the top of his shorts, wasting no time in opening my mouth and wrapping my lips around the rapidly hardening shaft.

"Oh shit Mom..Don't make me crash!" He said laughing, as I began to suck off my big boy. I slid my mouth down until I gagged and then bought it back out. I held the big bastard in my tightly gripped fist and went down on it again, feeling it expanding and stuffing my mouth full.

"MMMMM!!"

I groaned as I whipped my tongue around the bulging head and tasted the juicy fat prick as I forced it down my throat, quickly now, bobbing my head up and down.

"Oh fuck Mom...Your mouth feels SO GOOD...Oh shit...YEAH...TAKE MY BIG COCK....Urrggghh!"

Brandon took one hand off the steering wheel and placed it on the top of my head, pushing down. I gagged again as the spongy head punched my gag reflex and I spat the fat cock out of my mouth with thick trails of my saliva, coating the 9 inch length.

I coughed and looked up at my son who had taken his eyes off the road and was looking down at the sloppy mess I was making with his huge Johnson.

"FUCKING BIG COCK!!"

I angrily yelled, before beating my hand down the large shaft to his balls several times. Brandon groaned, "Oh Mom..You are such a dirty BITCH!!"

I responded by insatiably shoving my cock hungry mouth back around my son's hard whopper and resuming my oral assault of the young meat stick.

I could already taste his pre-cum as I lapped at the head and ploughed my mouth up and down, his balls frequently tapping on my chin.

I was twisted awkwardly in my seat, with my body turned down and across the gap between our seats, my head wildly bobbing in his lap. Being a higher car than most, our Hilux offered good cover for what I was doing to my son, but a truck passed us on the inside lane and he must of looked down and seen me sucking off this big cock because he pulled on his horn and held it blaring out until he was past us.

"OH SHIT..I think he saw?" Brandon laughed as I loudly and wetly popped the spit dripping cum gun from my mouth.

"I'm sure he's just jealous that he's not getting a good blowjob while he's driving?" I joked, still slapping my gripped hand up and down the veiny shaft.

"Well, can't blame him, you sure can suck a big cock Mom!"

The wet, slurping, sucking noises filled the car as I spent the next ten miles of highway, blowing my son's juicy thick prick. Finally, Brandon's grunting grew louder until he cried out and my mouth filled with hot cum.

The car swerved slightly as he unloaded down my throat, thick wads of salty spunk rolling over my tongue as I swallowed hard and took it down.

"OOOH MOM...OH FUCK...URRRGHH...OOOH GOD!"

He moaned, as I clamped my lips tightly around his dick, making sure that I trapped all his creamy cum in my mouth and got every last drop of it.

I squeezed my fingers even tighter and pulled up hard on the shaft, forcing every bit up from his balls, to be licked up by my tongue and then slid down my throat.

My jaw ached and my mouth felt stretched, like I had just spent an hour in a dentist's chair, but I savoured the after taste of my son's sperm and knew that I had just given him a proper, un-motherly, suck off! Even if a passing truck driver or two had seen the show!!

"Oh Jesus Mom..That was amazing..Oh...So good!"

Brandon said satisfied, as I sat back up in my seat and wiped the back of my hand across my sticky lips and replied, "Your very welcome baby!..Dessert was very...TASTY!"

He looked over at my flushed red face and said with a wink, "Plenty more to come Mom!"

I smiled, looking out at the road ahead and seeing the heat haze rising from the cars in front as the afternoon sun began to descend in the Californian sky.

**

It was just after 11pm when we came to a stop in the car park of the Wigwam Motel in the small town of Rialto.

The wigwam shaped buildings stood in a line surrounded by tall palm trees rustling in the night breeze. Although they looked like tents, they were upon closer inspection, brick structures that came to a point about 20 feet up.

After checking in, we were taken inside our 'wigwam' room by an elderly, white haired, woman who walked with a distinct limp on her left side, suffering she told us for the need of a new hip.

Inside the wigwam, it was small and very cosy, completely rounded of course, with a small compartmentalised bathroom off to one side and its ceiling curved up to the point.

The double bed had a blanket thrown over it that depicted a Native American man stood beside a wolf. It was certainly a unique place to spend the night and very different to the motel rooms we had stayed in for the last four nights.

A short while later I was laying in bed, having gotten naked and ready to be humped and pumped by my son's large cock. Brandon was moving about in the small bathroom and as I looked at the clock with a sigh, I called out, "Come to bed baby...I need my BIG BOY!"

"Just coming," He called back.

I tossed the covers back, uncovering my big breasted body, ready to give my son an eyeful as he emerged from the bathroom. I pressed my hands into the side of my boobs and pushed them together across my chest, my hard nipples pointing up like two bullet heads. Just then Brandon came out and stepped into my view.

"YEEEHAAAA!!!"

He cried as I laughed out loudly. He was totally naked, with his hard cock swaying in front of him, except for the imitation Stetson 'Cowboy' hat on his head. In his hand he held the whip he had brought, now uncoiled and extending down to the floor.

He cracked it several times against the bed, making that snapping sound through the air.

"OH MY!" I laughed, as I gazed upon his amazing attire and 'accessory'

"What you up to Cowboy?" I asked playfully.

He cracked the whip against the bed again and replied in his best Southern accent. "Momma..Ya'll been a bad girl today with ya'll little drive-by blowjob... Me thinks ya'll need a little whipping!"

I laughed as he mounted the bed with a big grin on his face and draped the whip rope over my chest.

"I do believe ya'll need to turn over and git on ya'll hands and knees Ma!" He mimicked, as he placed his free hand on my right hip and rolled me towards him.

"Oh don't beat my big 'ole booty too hard Mister Cowboy sir," I replied, playing along with this little game.

"Let's see how well ya'll behave yo'll dirty cowgirl..I got ya'll in my tent all night girl!!" He said, as I turned over and bought myself up into a doggy position, with my big rounded ass stuck up in the air and my mounds of tit flesh hanging down below me.

"Nice ass!" Brandon giggled as I looked over my shoulder at my Cowboy hat wearing son. "That 'ole butt deserves a nice whipping from my bitty 'ole whip here!"

He continued in his mock voice, lifting his arm so the rope was raised in the air. His fat cock waved from side to side as he moved his body closer and bought his arm down, gently slicing the rope across my ass.

"OOOH..MR COWBOY!" I squealed as he again raised the whip and spanked it down on my backside, just with a tiny bit more force this time.

"Naughty girl!" He said as he repeated the whipping motion and dropped the rope across my fleshy rump once more.

"OOOOH....MMMMMM!!!"

I groaned, starting to feel a slight stinging sensation. I watched over my shoulder as Brandon smiled down at me and once again cracked the whip and playfully lashed me.

"Nice ass for beat'in!" He said, as he placed his free hand on my bottom and slid it between my legs, running his fingers across my pussy lips until he reached my clit.

"OH YEAH!"

I moaned as he began to stimulate me while still dropping the whip onto my ass.

"MMMM...OOOH...YEAH...DO IT TO YOUR MOMMA!!"

I encouraged, as the stinging began to radiate right through me. Brandon was kneeling beside me, so resting on one elbow, I was able to reach out and take hold of his big erection, wrapping it in my fingers and starting to jack him off.

"Oh yeah Momma, ya'll like that big 'ole cock don't ya?" He asked, staying in his cowboy character.

I groaned loudly by way of reply as my son pressed his fingers inside my pussy and used his thumb to work over my highly sensitive clit.

The whip slashed across my naked butt harder than before and I flinched wildly, shifting my whole body forwards and crying out, "OOWWCCCCHHH!"

Brandon giggled as I fell forwards, my face falling into the pillow.

"That's what you get for playing around with a BIG COCK!"

He said as he tossed the whip onto the floor beside the bed and used his hand instead to slap my reddening ass several times. I pulled harder on his big dick, quickening the pace of my beating fist while he fingered my pussy hole and played with my clit.

"OOOH BABY...OH YEAH...SLAP THAT ASS AND FIST THAT CUNT...MMMMMM!!!"

I shouted, getting worked up and very horny.

"Oh Ma..Ya'll sure got a dirty mouth..Maybe I should fill it up with somethin' to stop ya'll screaming?"

He replied, as he shifted his body sideways on his knees and moved his hand up from my ass and pushed on the back of my head, directing my face towards the rock hard stiffness of his cock.

"Suck on it Momma!"

I opened my mouth wide and swiftly swallowed his meat stick, moving my hand to his balls and cupping the cum laden fuckers in my grasp.

I remained bent over on my hands and knees, with my neck twisted round to the right so I could mouth off his mighty cock. He continued to plunge his fingers in and out of my wet snatch, rapidly bringing me to orgasm.

"OOOH YEAH MOM..SUCK MY DICK!" He murmured deeply, dropping the Southern accent.

I slurped my tongue around the length now stuffed in my mouth. Brandon pressed his hips forwards and pushed his cock harder down my throat, hitting my gag reflex and causing me to choke. I spat out his large whopper and my spit trailed down onto the bed.

Cockily and arrogantly, he asked, "You like to get your face fucked by your own son's fat cock, don't you?"

I looked up and nodded, coughing to clear my throat, then I engulfed it again and resumed sucking off my well hung son.

After a time, Brandon pulled his hand from my wet pussy and withdrew his wet, saliva gleaming cock, from my mouth. He laid himself on the bed beside me, stretching out on his back, still wearing the Cowboy hat.

"Get on top of me Mom!...Time to ride me Cowgirl!!"

I laughed and replied with a whoop, "YEEEEHAAAA!!"

I threw my right leg across him and moved my busty body astride his crotch, that big, heavy cock aiming straight up at my cunt hole.

Brandon clapped his hands on my ass and pulled my cheeks wide open, as I sunk myself down and felt my son's pussy pounder stretching me open and ploughing through my wet cunt.

"AARRGGGHH...SO FUCKING BIG AND FAT...OOOOHHH!"

I yelled as I pressed down on his muscular chest and forced myself down until my meaty ass touched his thighs and his big balls ground against me.

"BALLS DEEP IN MY OWN MOM!"

He announced proudly, his head coming up from the pillow to lick my hanging tits.

"YEAH...OHHHH...MOMMA CAN TAKE IT ALL...THAT BIG COCK NEEDS TO BULLY THAT WET PUSSY AND REALLY FUCK IT HARD...MMMMMM!!"