"Hurry up, fuck me! I need it!" Barbara squealed, opening her thighs wide. Her head was mashed against the arm rest, and the steering wheel was digging into her legs, but she wanted to be fucked, now! She pulled him on top of her, opening wide for the invasion of his prick. She shut her eyes, every nerve atremble with the anticipation of having her hole filled.
"Hey, Mac! Cut it out, can't do that here!" a sharp voice interrupted. A flashlight swept the interior of the car, revealing Barbara, with her skirt bunched around her waist and her pussy bare. Jason hurriedly withdrew to one side of the car, trying to push his penis inside his pants. "Cover yourself," he hissed at Barbara. He had never been so embarrassed in his life. Imagine him, Jason Greenway, being caught in a parking lot with his pants down like some kid.
"Gimme your identification, buster," the policeman continued. Jason handed him his driver's license without a word. As the cop perused the license, he jerked Barbara's skirt over her thighs, glaring at her. She was just sitting there in a trance, her eyes unseeing. Jason felt his anger at her for getting him into this mess.
He patted her hand sympathetically. Barbara stared at him. She was furious. Just as she had been about to get a prick inside her this happened!
"Don't worry dear, I'm so sorry for this, couldn't control myself, never happen again," he soothed her. He was willing to believe now that he had taken advantage of her. After all that's how it should be. He squared his shoulders and patted her hand as she sobbed in rage and frustration.
"Okay, Mr. Greenway," the cop said, reluctantly handing back the papers. "Just don't let it happen again. Take the young lady somewhere else next time!" He leered at Barbara knowingly, then snapped off his flashlight and departed.
They drove off. Both were silent on the way home. As they drew up in front of her house, Barbara gathered up her purse, preparing to depart.
"I can't tell you how sorry I am," Jason began, detaining her. "I was carried away by your, ah, beauty. Perhaps it's best we were stopped. I wanted our first time to be perfect, not fumbling in a car like two kids! I'll call you tomorrow dear."
"Goodnight," Barbara said shortly, scrambling out of the car. Yeah, I'm sorry too, she thought furiously. Another minute, her pussy was still dripping wet and tingling with the need to be fucked. Oh well, I'll just go in and masturbate, she thought. Tomorrow, she felt the breeze hit her dripping twat and suddenly realized that her panties still lay in Jason's car. At the thought of his shock when he found them, she giggled and felt better.
Jerry felt better now. He had gone to bed early the night before, and hadn't even heard his mother return from her date. Steve would be here at around lunch time, and he could forget all about the day before. He fixed himself a bowl of cereal and consumed it methodically. His mother was still asleep upstairs, and he had no wish to see her yet anyway. He figured he'd take a swim after breakfast and then read until Steve got here.
Barbara staggered into the kitchen, stopping short at the sight of her son. She felt like she had a hangover. Her body was heavy and unfulfilled, and her masturbation having brought no relief the night before. Her cunt throbbed dully, aching.
"Oh. Jerry," she mumbled, keeping her eyes away from him. "Want anything else to eat?"
"No, Mom, that's okay," Jerry said nervously. He hadn't been prepared for the sight of his mother. She was wearing a thin blue bathrobe, and her hair was angled down her back. In the second before he turned away, he had seen the unfettered swell of her breasts against the robe, and his pulse jumped alarmingly. "I'm gonna take a swim. Steve will be here in a couple of hours. See ya!" Jerry jumped up from the table and rushed from the room, leaving his cereal unfininshed.
Barbara stared after him. The sight of her son hadn't aroused her in any way. Relieved, she pushed her hair back and fixed herself a cup of coffee. She drank her coffee slowly, thinking of how nice it would be to have a husband to quell her lust, a good, strong man to depend on. I don't know what came over me yesterday, but it'll never happen again, she promised herself. I think I'll even take a swim with Jerry, to show it was all nonsense! I must have imagined all those things. I couldn't seriously want to fuck my son! She laughed at her fantasies, secure now that she would soon have a way out of her difficulties.
Jerry clattered down the stairs dressed in his bathing trunks. He could see his mother in the kitchen, drinking her coffee, and he breathed a sigh of relief as she rinsed out her cup and disappeared upstairs.
"Now if she'll just stay away this morning, I'll be okay," he muttered to himself, diving into the pool. He didn't understand his reactions of yesterday. He knew his mother was a fine, pure woman who would have been horrified at his evil fantasies. He would always be grateful for her calm acceptance of his masturbation, though, he decided, swimming around the pool.
He swam vigorously, determined to live up to the image he imagined his mother had of him. As he began his fifth lap, he looked up and saw his mother approaching the pool. She had on a white bathing suit, different from yesterday's, but no less revealing. Her full breasts spilled out of the top, and the bottom threatened to fall from her rounded hips at any moment.
Oh, wow, Jerry thought wildly, staring. She looked a hundred times better than any of the girls in the pictures. And she was here. Right in front of him. He took a deep breath and dove under water, trying to ignore the involuntary hardening of his prick. He swam under the water with bursting ears and tight loins, wondering miserably how the hell he was going to get out of the pool with a hard-on. Finally he surfaced and regarded her warily from the far side of the pool.
"Hope you don't mind me joining you!" Barbara called gaily.
"Oh, no, Mom, fine," Jerry replied, treading water, trying to keep the lower part of his body turned away from her. It was under water, but the pool was crystal clear, and his pulsing erection could plainly be seen.
Barbara dove cleanly into the water and surfaced shaking her head like a puppy. "Whew! Feels good!" she cried, swimming over to her son. He turned his back to her and inched away from her, trying not to be too obvious. The cool water was having absolutely no effect on his erection. It throbbed unceasingly between his legs, growing bigger by the minute.
"Wanna race?" he croaked.
"Sure! Five laps?" Barbara said vivaciously. The water was soothing her jangled nerves. She looked fondly at her son, wondering how she had ever entertained such lustful thoughts about him. Why, he's just a little boy, she assured herself. "Let's go!" She struck off, turning her head briefly to insure that Jerry was racing with her, then settled down to swimming in earnest. As she finished the last lap, she pulled herself onto the side of the pool. Her exhileration faded as she watched her son swimming slowly toward her. His face was contorted in a grimace as he swam jerkily. She stood up, worried. Jerry was an excellent swimmer and should have beat her hands down.
"Are you all right, dear?" she called. Maybe he has a cramp! she thought, diving back into the pool and swimming to her son.
"I'm okay, Mom, leave me alone," Jerry gasped. Barbara put her arm around him as he paddled slowly to the shallow end. "For Pete's sake!" he cried, throwing off her arm. "I'm okay."
Barbara stared at her son, puzzled. Her glance went over him and rested on his groin, as if drawn by a magnet. The magnet of his pulsing erection pushing out the thin material of his trunks.
"Oh, Jerry," she whispered. Her mind wavered. She reached out a hand and gently touched the lump at his crotch, her fingers stroking. Her hand had a will of its own. She watched dazed, as she squeezed her son's penis. The scene blurred before her eyes as an electric thrill ran through her. She caressed Jerry's rock-hard projection, staring at him, her eyes glazed, her mouth open. Her breasts rose and fell with her labored breathing and the burning in her cunt spread through her body, making her legs weak and shaky.