bus trip_(1)

When Michael and Nancy arrive at the old High School to get on the charter bus, they found out along with the other thirty-eight people that the bus line had over book. The small crowd was furious. They had paid a lot of money for the four-day stay at the resort and their reservations were non-refundable. “We’re getting on that ga-damn bus!” one of the men in the crowd shouted at the bus driver backed up by others in the crowd. “Ok, but it’s going to be crowded with all your luggage. It’s your choice, but I don’t want to hear anyone moaning about how uncomfortable they are,” the bus driver said standing aside and letting the people file onto the bus. Michael found a seat all the way in the back, but there was no room for their luggage. Everyone was making do with what they had. Some people sat on their luggage, others jammed their luggage on the floorboard in front of their seats and sat with their knees up to their chest. Nancy looked around at the possibilities. “Michael, I think that we would be more comfortable if we stacked the luggage in one seat and I sat in your lap. That way we could at least stretch our legs.” Michael sat in the seat next to the window and stacked his suitcase and one of his mother’s in the seat next to him. Nancy stacked two of the others on top of the ones on the seat with the pillows and blankets drug the other one in front of seat as she backed in stepping on the seat between Michael’s legs pushing her ass against his face. Nancy wore a short mini-skirt and a thong, loving the attention she got from showing off her long legs. “Don’t fart, don’t fart,” Michael said finding his face smashed between his mother’s butt-cheeks. Nancy looked back and chuckled. “Sorry, honey,” she said getting the suitcases turned on their sides and boxing them in the one seat next to the window. Michael held on to his mothers hips as her butt slid down his chest to his lap. Michael had to spread his legs to allow room for his mother’s legs. Nancy pulled the pillows and blankets in front of her, so that she could lean against the back of the seat in front of them. The bus took off they were completely ready causing Michael to grunt as the bus bounced on the potholes. Everyone struggled to hold onto their luggage as the bus made its way off the gravel lot onto the street. “Are you ok?” Nancy asked her son hearing his grunts as they were tossed around by the bus. “Yeah,” Michael moaned. The bus bounced again causing Nancy to slid up on Michael’s stomach and back down as the luggage shift. Nancy felt the Velcro crotch of her thong release and the head of her son’s cock part her pussy lips. Michael wasn’t wearing underwear under his loose sweat shorts. Nancy looked back over her should quickly at her shocked wide-eyed son. Nancy tried to get up, but the bus bounced again and Michael’s hardening cock penetrated her cunt. Nancy tried again as the bus continued to bounce causing her to slid up and down on her son cock. “Mom, mom stop,” Michael whispered. “You’re making it worse.” “Michael, it’s inside of me,” she whispered back to him. “Maybe if you stop bouncing around, it will go down and slip out,” he whispered. The bus continued to bounce and Nancy put her face into the pillow. Her little outfit had finally gotten her into trouble. To make matters worse, she could feel her son’s cock continuing to grow inside of her. “It’s not going down,” she whispered back to him. “I can’t help it,” Michael responded back. The constant bouncing of the bus aid the feel of his mother’s hot pussy around his cock.