205 Action in th back seat

My son, sagar was, and still is, a good cricket-

player. My wife aparna and I used to go with him to every game he played.

Usually he went with his teammates in a bus while we trailed along in our

car.

This time it was to be a little different. The team had made it to the

finals in the Cup and it was to be played in a big city were there was an

amusement park. We decided that we would spend the afternoon and evening

there, which we all agreed sounded like fun.

The game went well, our son's team won and we were in high spirits as we

entered the park where we spent the rest of the day riding various machines

that hurled you hither and dither, up and down and so forth. We all had a

great meal at one of the restaurants there, with a little glass of wine for

sagar as well, before we started for home.

After we finished our meal, my wife and I got into an argument and she had a too much of beer aparna and I were silent but sagar went on and on about the good time he���d had and didn't seem to notice his mother's sulking or my silence. When I took a closer look in the rearview mirror, I could understand why.

Aparna had slid one leg behind his back and thrown the other over his lap,

where she slumped sleeping in the corner of the dark car. I could clearly

see all the way up her thighs to the beginning of the white crotch of her

panties. aparna doesn't shave her pussy so there was a lot of hair sticking

out of the leg bands of her panties. Our son was looking intently at them,

and I'd bet he had acquired a raging hard-on looking at his mother!

Suddenly I saw that he had one hand on her knee, stroking it in circular

movements. Where had he learned that? However, it sure was doing what he

wanted it to do. aparna's legs slowly started to fall further and further

apart, widening the gap between her thighs, giving us a much better view of

her crotch. By now I had slowed down until I was driving at a mere fifty

kilometers an hour but sagar didn't even notice; this was the kid who

always begged me to drive faster!

I realized that I sat there, driving with a hard-on while watching my son

fondle his mother! While I watched his hand start to creep farther up her

thigh, I could feel the first drop of precum wet my boxers. Would he go all

the way up to her pussy? Would she wake up? And if so, what would I do?

What should I do? I decided to do nothing, for the time being at least.

Glancing occasionally at the road, I had my eyes glued at the scene in the

back and watched my son's hand inch slowly up my wife's leg; up to the

crotch of her panties, knowing from experience how easily my wife's sexual

fire ignited once you touched her pussy. I just waited for that to happen!

And it did. My son's finger sneaked inside the leg band, grabbing a quick

feel of his mother's vagina before he jerked the hand away, all the way

back down to her knee. The feel was so quick and brief that I doubt that aparna even noticed it.

I rather think she didn't, considering her drunken state.

He shot a quick glance at me to see if I had observed what he had done.

Pretending not to notice, I reached for the radio and turned it on. Soon

soft music filled the car. sagar seemed to take my fiddling with the radio

as a sign that I hadn't noticed anything and soon his hand again started to

stroke up his mother's leg. This time he reached his goal much faster and,

without any preliminaries, he pushed a finger inside the leg band, directly

onto his mother's cunt lips!

As I mentioned, my wife gets really hot once you've got your hand on her

pussy. It's as if she no longer had control over her own feelings and, I

doubt, over her own moral standards. and I have often thought that she'd

would fuck anybody who had her pussy in his hand, and now it seemed as

though my assumptions was were verified. Her hips started to move in slow

rhythm as our son stroked her pussy. I almost moaned out aloud when her

hips shot up very abruptly. I understood that my son had stuck a finger

inside her cunt! I envied him the feeling! I knew that he could slide his

finger inside her without any difficulty; knew that she was would be well

lubricated by now.

Mesmerized, I watched as my son reached for his fly, unzipping it and

taking out his stiff almost fifteen year old cock and stroking it in rhythm

with his fingers working in and out of his mothers cunt! Suddenly he bent

at his hips, pointed his cock at aparna's crotch and a load of sperm just

flew out, covering the white cotton panties covering my wife's cunt! A low

moan escaped his lips as the first load hit his mother and he had enough

sense to look over at me to see if I had noticed. I was prepared for this

and had my eyes on the road, but I watched him from the corner of my eyes.

Satisfied for the moment, he let go of his cock, and reached over and

pulled the covering gusset away. and Now he could see his own mother's cunt for the first time in his life! The big, protruding lips glistening with

her juices and his finger buried up to the second knuckle in it.

In the narrow screen of the mirror, I could see that his cock hadn't

deflated in the least and, when he turned so he faced aparna, I

wondered what he was up to. I didn't have to wonder for long. He scooted his hips forward and, with an effort, the tip of his cock made contact with his mothers sex!

He withdrew his finger so he could enjoy the feeling of a pussy touching

his cock for the first time!

As aparna felt the finger withdraw, she grunted a little 'Miss-pleased'

sounding grunt and forced her hips up and forward and, to my son's

surprise, her pussy was open enough for his cock to slip in so that the its

bulbous head was all the way inside the her wet cunt. He froze again at

this feeling, but soon enough he took advantage of the situation that

actually wasn't his doing, and started to fuck her! Once, when he got too

eager, the his cock slipped out and both of them groaned in frustration. My

wife bent her knees so that she came slid deeper down in the seat, making

it easier for my son to get his cock in place position for penetration

again. and Soon almost half of his cock was again buried in my wife! It

didn't take him long to shoot his virgin load in a woman's cunt�� and the

fact that it was his mother's didn't seem to matter to him at this moment.

By now the smell of sex was heavy in the confined space of the car but I

didn't want to open a window. I just enjoyed the smell! Enjoyed the

squelching sounds of my wife's wet cunt receiving another a cock other than

mine, and a load of hot sperm other than mine. sagar, being a novice to

this, of course didn't know that I could smell his mother's fragrance and

he was too involved in the fuck to realize that I could hear the wet,

slapping sounds of his cock's pumping in his mother's cunt.

This time sagar was longer in cumming than the two previous times but it

still wasn't much more than two or three minutes before he came in his

mother's pussy for the second time. and After that, he seemed content for

the time being.

As soon as he had his cock back inside his pants and had covered his

mother's newly fucked pussy with her panties and saree, I turned to him.

"I don't think I can make it all the way home tonight. Why don't we stay

over at the motel we just passed?" I asked innocently, as I turned around

and drove the couple of kilometers back to the motel. "Try to wake your

mother while I get us a room, will you?"

I went to the motel office and got us a double room. and, When I came back,

aparna was still asleep in her corner of the backseat.

"I can't wake her, Dad. She's passed out."

I couldn't trace detect any accusation in his voice about of his mother's

being drunk and unconscious but I decided that I would have a talk with him

later about this.

"OK. You'll have to help me get her into bed than," I replied.

We were lucky that aparna

was a petite woman because even the mere fifty some

kilos of this unconscious woman was hard to handle. sagar, who had taken

the her legs part, had less difficulty than me, who had to cope with her

arms and, although I had my hands crossed over her tits and her armpits on

my upper arms, they seemed to want to slip away like an eel you try to hold

in your hand.

Once we managed to get her into the room and onto the bed, and sagar stood

back and looked around, a puzzled look on his face.

"Oh, they only had one vacant room so we'll have to make do with one bed.

Come on, help me get your mother undressed," I told him

After one long look at me, he eagerly stepped up to the bed. He stood still

for a while and just looked at her, and then he looked up at me with a

question in his eyes.

"Why don't we start at the top and work down," I suggested? "You know this

isn't like your mother at all. I

think it is the first time ever that I

have seen her like this."

"I know dad. She's the best."

"Yes I know you think so," I smiled. I couldn't stop myself from a little

irony.

Slowly we got aparna naked on the bed and I pretended that I didn't see that

her panties were wet. and looked at I watched sagar from the corners of my

eyes as he enjoyed the sight of his naked mother. His eyes flicked over her

body in quick sweeping glances from head to toe … or rather from tits to

cunt.

"Why don't you touch her?" I asked.

My son took a step back, looking at me with a haunted gleam in his eyes.

"Wh-what?!"

"Oh I saw you in the rearview-mirror. Take it easy," I quickly added as it

looked as if he was going to run away; heaven knows what he would have done

then.

"No, I'm not mad, I thought about it while I watched you. I think you are

the solution to our, your mother's

and my, problems. You see, I have to

work a lot longer and harder and more now that I have reached the top of

the company. I know you've noticed me being absent a lot in the last year

or so. I don't want to burden you with adult worries, just let me say

this,"

I saw that while I talked the desperate look in my son's eyes disappeared

faded and instead I saw that he was now paying full attention to what I had

to say.

"You see, both your mother and I have very high sex drives, or I used to

have. Lately I just fall asleep when I hit the sack and your mother is

usually all worked up and fully rested. She want's to take a part-time job

and that would have been OK with me if it wasn't fore all the… Oh shit,

let me put it bluntly, she's all worked up and horny and I'm afraid that

she would find herself involved with a workmate sooner or later. and

Nowadays you don't know what you could get from an

affair. So it gives us

double many advantages. Your mother gets her needs seen to, you get safe

sex and I don't have to worry about either of you two. So … What do you

say?"

My son looked at me and slowly his head started to drop. "I-I-m sorry, dad.

I don't know what… I don't…"

"It's OK. I said so and I mean so it. Every boy has a dream about his

mother. Usually it passes without anything happening. I know mine did.

Yours didn't. But maybe you have fulfilled your dream already…"

"No!" sagar interrupted me. "No, it isn't. I would love it! But what about

mom? How can we get her to accept me? As her… lover," he added a little

lower.

"We have to gamble a little. But I don't think it's a big risk. Your mother

is a very adaptable woman and she loves you very much."

"Mhm, me too, but…"

"Wait, I'll tell you a secret, and this is part of why I don't trust her

with other

men outside home. Well, OK here it comes. Once you get your hand

on your mother's vagina she's gone!"

"Gone?"

"Yes. She just can't seem to resist, can't refuse you, all her rational

thinking goes down the drains and it all go from there!"

"Oh. I see. Oh I see!!! You mean that once she's awakes, before she's fully

awake, I get my hand on her… her vagina and…"

"Yes."

"So we have to wait till morning then?" I could hear the disappointment in

his voice.

���No. This is the bit that almost certainly will make this gamble into

something that is only a little risky. We have to fill her with cum!"

"Oh?"

"Yes. Maybe she'll think that she was the instigator and that she's to

blame. I only hope that she takes it the right way and doesn't get too

guilty about it. You are, after all, her son and it isn't exactly something

that happens every day that a mother and son becomes

lovers."

At this my son's eyes left me and flicked over to his mother who was laying

on the bed with her legs a little spread, enough for us to see the two big

pussy lips peeking out through the rather thick forest of medium brown hair

like an animal sniffing the air for danger, only these were sniffing for

something totally different!

"I'll use the bathroom first. I just hope there are toothbrushes there. Oh,

and don't start anything before I come back. Just enjoy the view for the

time being," I added over my shoulder as I disappeared.

There were toothbrushes and soap and, after a quick piss and a wash, I was

back in the room, stark naked.

"Your turn," I said and my son disappeared into the bathroom.

He was back very soon, now just as naked as I. and Normally I would have

chastised him for his sloppiness but tonight I understood why he had

hastened through it. I too was eager to

commence. It was, after all, not

every day a man got to see his wife being fucked by another man! Well, in

this case the man was a boy, but anyway…

"OK, here's what we're gonna do. First of all, I think I have to show you

how your mother want's to be caressed for relaxation, that's not the same

as getting her hot; first she want's to be relaxed, and then she want's to

get aroused. You can always get a quickie out of it by just bluntly putting

your hand on her pussy and a finger or two in her cunt. But that is not

what I want, and I hope that you don't either."

"N-no."

"Good. A light kiss with a little tongue, not too much, is a good start." I

demonstrated this to my son by kissing his mother lightly on her lips and I

let my tongue brush over her dry, half-open lips.

"After that, a little kissing on her throat and, if possible, a nibble on

her earlobe. Usually she's squirming a little

by then so this could be

difficult, but if so, just continue kissing her down over her chest. Suck

lightly on her nipples, like this."

I demonstrated all my words by acting them out so there were slight pauses

between them. I was a little surprised, but not much, when I felt the

nipple stiffen when my lips closed around it. aparna's nipples, as well as

all the other erogenous zones, are very sensitive to stimulation. Not as

much as her cunt though.

As I said before, once you get your hand on her pussy lips, she's totally

wasted. At that point there is no more resistance left in her. It's all go

from there. I didn't notice it when we first dated. Her adamant refusal to

let me touch her below the waist I thought was a mere attempt to preserve

her virginity till our wedding night and since she willingly gave me hand

jobs whenever we petted, I had nothing to complain about. She even gave me

an

blowjob once in a while.

On our wedding night she was hot and willing and, as soon as I got my hand

between her legs and cupped her hairy cunt in my hand, she gave up and just

lay still – that is till I got a finger inside her. Then her hips shot up

and soon she was rocking her pussy along my finger, moaning and mewing. I

found this so erotic that I continued fingering her till she begged me to

fuck her! I was willing and obeyed her and she was off like a rocket on New

Years Eve! She came as soon as I had half of my cock inside her very, very

tight pussy. There was no membrane that needed to be broken. Later she

confessed to me that her finger had done that for her and that she'd never

had had anything bigger than her own middle finger inside her.

The quick orgasms slowed down a little for every year we were married but

she always came with rippling orgasms once she started, one after the other

in rapid successions. It added an extra dimension to our lovemaking since

her pussy's milking my cock was so wonderful and intense that I, during

fourteen years of marriage, never once was tempted to even flirt with

another woman.

When my tutoring tour I reached her lower belly on, my wife's stomach

muscles tensed, also as usua.l and When my lips brushed over her pussy

lips, her legs fell out open a little more. At this point I stopped and

gestured to our son that it was his turn.

He repeated every one of my actions and added a little more by letting his

tongue slip down into the deep hole of her navel. When he had brushed his

lips over his mother's pussy lips, he added yet another thing, he inhaled

deeply! Smelling Inhaling his mother's smell from the source for the first

time! After that he gave the hairy cunt a long look, and then dipped down

and drew his tongue along the crinkled swollen

outer lips. His mother's

hips flew up, taking him by surprise. He almost jumped back but stopped in

his movements and only lifted his head, and looking up at his mother's

sleeping face. It had changed a little since we last looked at it. Now her

lips were parted and her teeth were biting her lower lip.

"It's OK, she's still out," I whispered, encouraging our son. "I think it's

best if you fuck her first. My cock is still bigger than yours and if I

would do her first you would get hardly any friction."

Eagerly our son positioned himself for getting his cock inside his mother's

pussy for the second time this night. and Soon he was deep inside her and

the sparse hair surrounding his cock was nestled with aparna's thick growth.

and Then he started to pump into her in earnest!

"Wait! Wait!" I exclaimed. "Take it easy. It's just as like playing soccer.

It lasts more than just one half. You have to

keep up till make sure the

woman cums first. Then it is time for your own pleasure. Remember that the

women have to have at least one orgasm before you cum. I know it is

impossible just now, you're probably going to cum any moment now, but

remember it for later…"

sagar had stopped, with his cock still deep inside his mother's cunt,

while he listened to my advice. and After that he again started to fuck

her, this time in long, and slow motions strokes and it lasted which

continued for almost three minutes! Then he shot his load into his mother

with a grunting noise and fell down collapsed on top of her, and then

slowly he rolled over and off her. and As I looked down at my wife's pussy,

I saw it squeeze out some of our son's sperm and watched as it ran down to

the crack of her ass, and then continued down onto the sheet. I just had to

get inside her before all of that wetness had ran out of

her!

I got in slipped between her legs and, with one thrust, I was buried in her

cunt hot, very wet cunt. and To my surprise, it just clamped down on my

cock with a force that I hadn't felt since our honeymoon! And three or four

strokes later it happened again! A rippling along my cockshaft announced

another climax and, sure enough, at the next inward grinding her cunt again

spasmed around my cock. and After that she gave up all her pretenses and

flung her legs up, and locking them behind my ass in her favorite grip! Her

eyes opened and she looked me in the eyes and smiled at me. A happy smile.

A smile full of fulfillment and happiness.

"Thank you," she mouth before she again closed her eyes and gave herself

away to the fuck. Her strong pussy-muscles soon, all too soon, forced the

my own orgasm. out of and My load shot out of my cock with a force that

surprised me … and must have surprised my

wife too because her eyes flew

open.

"Oh my god! I can feel it! I can feel it! It's been so long! So long!"

As soon as my orgasm had subsided, she pushed me away gently and reached

for our son. "Come to mummy. Come," she whispered and our son willingly

climbed aboard.

Three hours later we all seemed to be satisfied and I was the last to fuck

her. sagar was already snoring softly on her other side as I drifted off

to sleep. and The last I heard was when she murmured, to no one in

particular. "Well, I know two things; first of all I aint to be blamed and

I will have more than one hell of a headache tomorrow!"

Then, almost as an afterthought, aparna murmured once more, to the room in

general before she fell asleep, "I think I'm gonna ache in at least one

more place than in my head tomorrow."