My mother suddenly got the strange idea that it would
be a great day to go to the beach. My dad had a golfing date with his buddies,
and my sister had plans to run off with her boyfriend somewhere for the day. I
kind of felt sorry for my mom. She had thought that today the family would
somehow spend the day together on a picnic at the beach. She looked over at me
and said, "Well, Chris, do you want to go? Or, do you have fantastic plans away
from home, too?" "Sure," I said, "let's go." Actually, it seemed that Mom just
wanted a reason to drive her new car somewhere, that's all, I figured. It was a
nice car, and she really didn't need a reason to drive it anywhere in
particular. Just taking a ride in it sounded like a neat idea. She got in and
opened the door for me. I plopped myself down in the passenger seat and buckled
my seat belt. In shifting gears, several times, she kept her hand on the gear
shift, her hand coming in contact with my leg. The feeling of a beautiful woman
touching one's leg has an effect, even if it is one's own mother. It did on me,
anyway. It gave me a hard on. Mom seemed to notice it right away. She kept
glancing over at me, and then looked at her hand as it brushed against my leg.
"I did that?" she asked, glancing at my crotch. I smiled. "Did what?" She
grimaced and kept driving. She moved her hand to my leg, her fingers walking
down my thighs toward my crotch. I stared at her fingers with wide eyes as they
moved to my crotch and pressed against my hard cock. "Did that," she said. "Yes,
me touching you made you hard. Right?" I nodded. "What you're doing isn't
helping much." Her voice was a little choked as she said, "I thought you would
like that." "I do," I said. She moved her hand intermittently to my crotch all
the way to the beach. I didn't know what to expect or what to think. I knew that
I really liked the feel of her hand in my lap, though, with it pressing against
my hard cock the way it was doing. The beach wasn't very crowded. She pulled
into the parking lot and stopped the car. She was flushed and breathing hard. I
knew that I was, too. She looked around. "Come with me," she said. Mom got out
and locked her door, and I did the same. We walked toward some dressing rooms.
She looked around briefly, then opened the door and pulled me inside, locking it behind her. "Get those clothes off," she said as she pulled her top
off. I watched in amazement as she reached behind her and undid her bra, which
she let fall to the floor. An hour ago, if someone had ever asked me if I wanted
to have sex with my mom, I would have said no, that it would be impossible.
It's amazing how fast things changed. I virtually tore my clothes off as Mom
took hers off. I reached up and cupped her big tits in my hand, rubbing my
thumbs across her erect nipples. She pressed her body close to mine, and I could
feel her hairy, wet pussy press against my cock. She fell to her knees, running
her tongue down my chest and then down my stomach, flicking it out, licking as
she went. She came to my cock as it poked her in the cheeks. She looked up at me
and smiled as I watched in wide-eyed fascination. "Lovely cock," she whispered.
She turned her head sideways, and with her mouth open wide, plunged it on my
throbbing dick. She took it all the way into her mouth. I could feel her tongue
moving around on the base of it, close to my balls. My knees shook, and I was
going to cum, way too fast for me. I had never been so thrilled or turned on  in my life. I thrust my hips forward, and grabbing the back of
her head, gyrated in and out of her mouth, fucking her mouth. I shot my load as
my dick jerked again and again deep inside her mouth. She swallowed, every drop
of my hot cum came running out of her mouth, down her chin. I pulled out of her
mouth. "Sorry, Mom," I said. "I couldn't control myself. I know I came too
soon." She smiled at me with her mouth full of cum. "Just fuck me, you're still
hard." She found a strange position. She leaned over and held onto the wall in
the changing room, and spread her ass cheeks and legs. I could see her hairy
pussy lips hanging beneath her ass hole. I stepped behind her and inserted my
cock into her wet, hot cunt. I thrust in easily, and I could feel my balls
slapping against her pubic hair as I thrust into her from behind. I began to
pump in and out of her with a regular rhythm, and she started moaning and
groaning. "Big, fat cock," she moaned. "Fuck me with that monster dick of yours,
CHRIS," she moaned. Her talking like that made me speed up. Soon, the wall was
shaking from my thrusts and her holding onto the wall, and I was afraid we might
knock the little shed over into the sand. She screamed as her body jerked with
orgasm after orgasm. I thrust into her, grabbing her ass, pumping it toward me.
I shot my load deep in her cunt. I continued thrusting, then
slammed into her cunt one final time as she came again. Slowly, I pulled out of
her, and there was nothing but silence. She straightened and turned and looked
at me. She smiled again. "I wonder how many people heard us fucking?" I
shrugged. I opened the door a crack. There were a few people standing around,
close to the shed. They were talking and smiling, whispering among themselves.
We dressed quickly and made our way to her car amid glances and a few big
smiles. Driving home, she turned and looked at me briefly. "Would you like to go
on a outing next Sunday?" "You fucking bet I do