Riding with mom – parts 1, 2 and 3

Hi, and welcome to parts 2 and 3, where you’ll get less bad puns than part 1, but a bit more kinky sex, hopefully….

I’ve included part 1 so you can read it all together if this is your first time, otherwise skip down to part 2.
I’ve also included part 1 again so I can fix a few inconsistencies.

As always, this is a work of fiction. In real life – BE GOOD!

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Part 1
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As Jonny lay on his bed, enjoying the soft lips and wet tongue working slowly over his hard cock, he thought about how wonderful his life was.
As Cindy, his mom, loving wrapped her lips around her 14 year old son’s warm, stiff cock, she thought back to how it had gotten this far.
As she popped Jonny’s cock out of her mouth and slowly licked around his tight balls she thought back to how her husband had passed away 3 months ago.
She thought about how lonely she had been, and how comforting it had been having a son like Jonny.
She thought of how they had gradually grown closer, first with hugs, then with kissing, then with sucking his dick.
God how she missed her husband, but Jonny reminded her so much of him, in his smile, his mannerisms, and especially his long tongue as it snaked through her wet cunt.

“Oh God mom”, Jonny moaned, “that’s so good, suck my dick some more”, his mom took Jonny’s dick at the base and slowly slipped it into her mouth, having no trouble getting most of the 6 inches in.
Jonny put his hands behind his moms head, her her soft blond hair firmly as he began to raise his hips, fucking her mouth.

“mmmmm”, was all his mom could say, her mouth full of cock.
Jonny began to push a little harder, a little faster, till all six inches was in his mom’s mouth, the tip of her nose touching his soft white belly.

Suddenly he stopped his thrusting, “oh crap!”

“mmmm?” his mom asked.

“8 o’clock mom, I’ve missed the bus!”

His mom reluctantly pulled her mouth from her son’s cock, watching it twitch a bit as she let it go.
Still a child, she thought, worried about school while she’s sucking his dick.
“Ok sweetie, put your pants back on, maybe we can still catch it.

Jonny jumped out of bed, pulling on some shorts that lay hanging over the edge of his bed.
His mom picked her blouse off the floor, enjoying the soft silk on her naked breasts.
Maybe I should put a bra on she thought. Naa, not likely she would meet anyone if she quickly walked her son to the bus stop.

Jonny grabbed his bag and ran out the bedroom, down the hall and out the front door. “Bye mom!” he cried, not waiting for her reply.
He closed the door so hard that it bounced open again, but he was down the path already, not noticing.
Cindy walked the same path as her son, but more slowly. As she walked out the front door her breast bounced a little under her blouse, rubbing against the soft material and making her nipples stand out like two small thimbles.
Really should put on a bra, she thought, although she had to admit that that the soft fabric was keeping her turned on, making sure her wet cunt only got wetter.
Eventually she caught up to her son, standing at the bus stop, hoping from foot to foot.

“I think I missed it mom, uh mom?”

“Yes sweetie?”

“Your, uh…” He motioned to her breasts, “I can totally see your boobs” Cindy looked down. He was right, in this bright light her breasts were as obvious as if she was wearing nothing.
“Well it looks like you don’t mind”, she said, pointing out the big bump in his shorts.
She moved up till she was an inch in front of him, and then let her hand slide down and cup the bulge, “mmmm, mummy like.”

Just at that moment a car pulled up to the curb.
“Hey Cindy, Hey Jonny, miss your bus? Can give you a lift if you want.”

shit! shit! shit!, thought Cindy. She turned around, hoping beyond hope that whoever it was had not seen what she was doing.

“Oh hey Ralph” It was Ralph and his wife Michelle; they were neighbors of Cindy, a very friendly couple with kids of their own.
“Yes please, we missed our bus. You know how it is, rush rush in the morning but never enough time.”

“Sure thing, hop in” Ralph pressed the central locking button and reached behind him to open the back door.
As Jonny climbed in, Ralph’s eyes bulged out. He had caught sight of Cindy’s breasts through her sheer top,
“Hey Cindy, why don’t you come for the ride?” he asked without taking his eyes off her tits.
Cindy knew she had been caught, but for some reason the fear was gone, inside was a kind of excitement she had not felt since she was a teenager.
Leaning through Ralph’s window, she made sure to get her breasts as close as possible to Ralph’s face.

“Hey Michelle, is it ok with you if your husband takes me for a ride?” Cindy gave an innocent smile, but held her pose until she knew that Michelle had seen exactly what Ralph was seeing.
It only took Michelle a second to realize what Cindy was going on about, the obvious double meaning behind her words.

“Come on in,” Michelle replied, trying to act calm, and then, as if to let Cindy know that two could play this game.
“I’m sure my husband would love to take you for a ride, especially with me in the car.”

Jonny sat in the back, oblivious to the hidden meaning in the conversation. “Mom, get in, I’m gonna be late”

Cindy climbed in the car, so that she was sitting behind Michelle and Jonny was sitting behind Ralph. Ralph turned to face Cindy, “So Cindy, keeping well?”

“U’hu”

“Anything new?”

“Nope.”

Ralph faltered, he didn’t want to take his eyes off Cindy’s tits but he couldn’t think how to keep the conversation moving, so he reluctantly turned around, put the car in drive and pulled out.
He wasn’t 10 feet on the road before he was reaching for the rearview mirror, adjusting it, not so he could see the road behind him but so he could get a good view of Cindy.
Michelle for her part was being almost as unsubtle. She had pulled down her sun visor and opened the vanity mirror.
Cindy slid across in her seat so that both Ralph and Michelle had a good view.

The ride carried on for a few minutes, Ralph and Michelle sneaking glances, Cindy doing her best to push the conversation past the bounds of decency without actually saying anything overt.
“Wow Ralph, your car is great, such a smooth ride, I love how it goes up and down over the bumps.”
Cindy couldn’t believe what she was doing, but it felt so fucking good, her panties were soaked through and she was sure that when she sat up she would leave a stain on the seat.
“So Michelle, how hard is it going for a long ride with Ralph, have you ever ridden all night? I bet you’re really wet after a long ride ’cause, you know, a long ride can make your quite hot, especially if Ralph rides pretty hard.”
Jonny gave his mom a look like ‘mom, what the hell are you talking about’

“I love a long ride,” Michelle replied, joining in the game, “in fact just last night Ralph and I went on a really long ride, 2 rides in fact.”

It was right then that Cindy knew exactly what she was going to do, fuck the consequences.