Backseat Action part 2

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

We were lucky that Apoorva was a petite woman because even the mere fifty some kilos of this unconscious woman was hard to handle. Sahil, who had taken 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 Sahil 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 Apoorva naked on the bed and I pretended that I didn't see that her panties were wet. and looked at I watched Sahil 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.

"Why-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 wants to take a part-time job and that would have been OK with me if it wasn't for 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!" Sahil 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 awaking, 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 wants to be caressed for relaxation, that's not the same as getting her hot; first she wants to be relaxed, and then she wants 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 moved my lips down from hers to her neck, softly kissing and biting it as I could feel her hands run up my shirt, feeling my body. I wrapped my hands around her back and unhooked her bralette, watching her shimmy and pull it off. Those beautiful round titties, now in front of me. I pushed her down onto her back, lying along the seats, my body between her legs.

I starting moving myself down her body, kissing down her neck, to her collarbone, between her titties and then finally taking one into my hand and the other into my mouth. I was moving my tongue in circles around her nipple as I teased the other with my finger. Switching between the two, teasing her with my tongue. Then moving further down her body, I started licking down her navel, tasting her gorgeous fair skin.

I unbuttoned her jeans and pulled her white nike airforce 1's off, running my hands down her waist and grasping her jeans pulling them off. It was a little tough because of the confined space, a little awkward – but she found it cute. Soon she was kissing me passionately again. I ran my hand down her smooth, thick thighs and I swear her skin was like butter.

I moved back down her body, till I was between her legs. Then I pushed her upper body up so I could make some more space for myself.