Jill Strasburg stood in her son'driveway and scowled. Her middle fixed on the object sitting in presence of her sons'garage door. Matthew stood on the front end stoop and watched his mother ; he knew the moment she had stopped walking from her car to the front door what had happened. He had forgotten and left the motorcycle out. Shit, Matt thought, I should bear put the shit thing in the garage.

With a sigh the XXVII twelvemonth old walked down the sidewalk to his female parent. He could tell by her expression she was not very happy right now.

'' Yes mom '' Matt said. `` It 's a motorcycle. ``

'' You know how I feel about these things '' his mother continued to scowl.

'' I know '' mat sighed. `` Look, I wear a helmet, I took every safety course of action. '' He told his female parent. `` I 'm twenty-seven mom, and I LIKE riding OK. ''

Jill sighed heavily. She knew her son was a man now. God forbid his physical appearance reminded her of it whenever she saw him. His piercing blue eyes and broad shoulders, along with his strong embrace when they met were constant admonisher of the lack of attention her husband had been giving her for almost the shoemaker's last year.

But this ... a bike ... he knew how much she hated these thing. The mind of him riding about unprotected sent a quiver of reverence down her spine.

'' I see people every day come through the exigency elbow room mangled from these things '' Jill said as she turned to her son.

She tried not to gaze at his pectus as the shirtless young man stood beside her. She had to get a clutches on herself, she realized. This was her son for God 's sake.

'' flavour '' matt said, stepping closer. `` The entirely way to put your mind at ease is to try it. ``

'' Try it ? '' Jill asked confused. His nearness made his cologne replete her nostril. The olfactory sensation of his sweat meld with aftershave made her head spin. She tried to clear her thoughts.

Her son reached forward and plucked two helmets from the rump of the motorcycle. He extended one towards his mother.

'' Let me picture you why Katie likes it so much '' Matt chuckled.

Katie was her Logos'most late girlfriend. One in a string her had changed over the last few year. Each lasting no Sir Thomas More than six months at scoop his mother knew. What had struck the 48 year old woman was the uncanny resemblance the last three had to her own self.

All three had been over thirty at least, they all had soft berm duration red haircloth like herself, and most important all three had been rather well endowed in the titty section. For Jill, her 38D 's were something she had always been proud of, especially the fact that there had been fiddling sag as the years had crept up on her.

The view of some adult female crouched on this thing, clutching her son from behind, sent a stab through her physical structure. She shook her oral sex to top the thought, it could n't be jealousy.

Matt took her head movement as a continued refusal, but he pushed forward regardless. Leaning in he slipped the helmet over his mothers, psyche and then slipped his own on.

'' Matt ... '' Jill tried to resist. She watched as he swung one leg over and then flipped a key, the rumble of the locomotive engine filling the air. She sighed ; he was n't going to take a refusal.

With resignation she climbed on behind her son, reasoning a nimble run around the blocking, and then she could resume her philippic about bike. As her leg slid over the arse, one thing became instantly obvious ; the short summertime dame she was wearing was not the best choice for a motorcycle. She felt the hem slide up her second joint, and then was startled when her pantie clad pussy came in link with the leather seat.

'' Honey ... '' she tried to say.

'' Hang on mom '' Matt 's voice crackled in her ear. She looked up surprised.

'' Yeah, we have two-way mics in the helmet so we can still talk '' her son laughed.

Before she could even respond, she felt the bike start to roll up down the private road. Instinctively her arms wrapped around her sons'bare torso, as she leaned into him, feeling her breasts crush firmly against his binding. His fragrance almost made her head swim again.

As Matt opened the throttle, Jill felt a alone sensation. The vibration from the engine right below their seat went straight through the leather and right hand into her over heated loins. It sent a tingling sensation that caused her juices to start to leak into the cotton fiber panel of her panties.

'' OH God '' she moaned as Matt opened the bike up even more, forgetting lusterlessness could hear her.

'' Great is n't it '' flatness enthused over the noise in her helmet. `` What a feeling. ``

'' You have no idea '' his mother moaned as the thrum of the machine sent tingles through her now pulsing clit.

'' Want to bet '' his voice filled her pinna. `` You 're wet as hell right now, are n't you ? ``

'' St. Matthew the Apostle ! '' his mother exclaimed. `` That is not something you say to your mother. ``

'' No, it is n't '' matt'voice filled her ears. `` But it is to a hot and sexy charwoman riding behind me. ``

Jill could n't bottle up the tingle that rippled through her. That her son thought of her as hot and aphrodisiacal created a sudden gush of fluids against the soft leather.

Matt knew exactly what his mother was feeling right now. He could n't recount her how many women had experienced the Same physical response to his motorcycle she was. His brain swirled, aspiration since he was a teenager came to his mind. Should he ? With a warm banked spell, he headed them up the on Allium tricoccum and towards the highway, opening the gun even more.

Oh my God, Jill thought. He has to stop ... or something she never dreamed of was going to happen, and very soon. The yearlong drouth of inattention from her husband, coupled with the constant quantity vibration coursing through her, was turning into a hot knot deep in her belly very quickly.

'' See if you like this Mom '', mat told her.

Then, Jill watched in horror as they edged closer to the berm. Her adhesive friction tightened on him as she thought they were going to crash.

'' Ohhh Matthew ... please. '' she keened softly.

St. Matthew the Apostle steered the motorcycle on to the grumbling airstrip along the English of the highway.

Suddenly, her whole world exploded in white heat, as the motorcycle roared through steady bumps. The acute rhythmic bouncing drove the rear end deep between her peg like a wedge, grinding her clit against the leather. The acute trembling caused a bolt of lightning to rocket straight from her now throbbing clit, slamming through her hardened nipples, and swamp her brain.

'' Matthheeewww ! ! You have to get off these bumps, or I'm going to have an accident ! !"

"Don't concern Mom we aren't going to crash."

"Not that eccentric of accident ”, moaning into the microphone."I'm close to having an orgasm, and you KNOW IT YOU son of a bitch ! ! !"

'' That 's it mom ... cum for me '' his voice echoed in the helmet.

'' Oh my fucking GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDD '' Jill screamed as her body convulsed, having a herculean orgasm. She sank her teeth into her Word'back as her mind almost melted from the virtuoso. She could feel her juices gush out to drench her panties and coat the stern under her.

As her organic structure shook against him, mat pulled the bike back into the lane ; he could hear his mother gasping through the microphone.

'' Liked that did n't you '' his raspy voice came out. `` How about another round ? '' he asked.

'' Oh, shit no '' Jill gasped as she felt the bike movement again. `` I 'm your motherrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr '' the survive word came out as a wail as the wheels hit the rumble comic strip once again.

matt ignored her and sped up over the bumps. `` Do it sexy, cum for me again, '' he whispered.

He heard a pharyngeal groan, and felt his mother convulse once again behind him. He could feel the dampness against his dungaree as her fluids soaked between them.

Jill cursed and screamed her way through a mo intense climax as the bumping seat ground against her clitoris. Her nipples now dragged along Matts'back as her body shook and trembled.

As Matt pulled back into the lane, he felt his female parent sag against his back, and then her vox came through the helmet. This time there was huskiness to her voice.

'' cocksucker '' Jill hissed. `` Pull this thing over right now. ``

'' Hey ... I 'm sorry if ... '' lusterlessness said, worried he had done something to really overturn his mother. He could n't see her aspect but felt the tension in her soundbox as she clung to him.

'' Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyy ... ouch '' lustrelessness yelped as the next thing he felt was his mother'teeth sink into his back.

Jill slid her deal down her sons'taut belly, her hand finding a hard steel pole between his thigh. The bastard is hard, she realized. Her fingers gripped the hard flesh through his dungaree, she was shocked when she felt how thick and long mat'pecker was in her tight adhesive friction. All that was secondary in her mind right now, the only thing driving her was the virtuous fire burning in the pit of her belly, fueled by the invariant hum from the engine of the motorcycle.

If he had n't been sitting on the moving bike, Matt would make jumped at the sudden contact in his crotch. He was shocked at the directness of his mother as her grip tightened on his cock, making it throb through the fabric of his jeans.

'' I swear to God '' his female parent, voice growled through the speakers. `` If you do n't discover somewhere to get out over right now, I will rip this damn thing off. ``

As her hairgrip tightened, Matt did n't doubt a single password. He noticed a sign for a rest area, and quickly took the off ramp. He coasted the bike into the respite area, which, fortunately, was completely empty.

He had no more than come to a block and dropped the kickstand, and his female parent was off the bike, staring at him. She made no effort to remove her helmet as she waited.

'' Get off NOW '' she rasped.

Matt swung one leg off the bike, took his shirt off to see if she drew blood when she bit him. He then stood next to his shaking mother. Her middle traveled his eubstance, staring at his bare thorax, and then locking to the obvious prominence in his jeans.

Part of her mind tried to assure her this was her son, but that small part was quickly drowned out by the hollo of need between her thighs. Stepping closer, she once again reached out and gripped the steel heavy cock trapped in those jeans.

'' Making your MOM have multiple orgasm on the back of your bike makes you hard ? ”, she questioned.

'' Mom ... I ... Yes, you're sexy as hell '', mat sputtered. He had never seen his mother behave like this, almost as if she was possessed.

"This is so wrong !"Jill snapped.

"I'm dark mom. Katie told me you told her you haven't had a in force orgasm in calendar month. And I know have powerful of orgasm Katie gets when we ride, so I wanted to help you."

Jill new this was wrong but could n't stick out it any longer. She needed a hard prick !

"I need to be FUCKED ! ”, she shouted at him."PLEASE shtup ME ! ! ”, she continued.

'' What about Dad ? ``, his but resistance trying to find a foothold.

The laugh his female parent gave was as cold as he had ever heard. Her Holy Scripture, telling him not only did she desire this, but she also needed it.

'' You mean the same man who is banging some twenty-year-old secretary in a hotel right now '' she spat back. `` Where do you suppose he's been spending his weekends for the last twelvemonth, it sure the hell was n't golfing. '' His female parent said.

Her hand stab out, unsnapping his jeans she yanked down the slide fastener hard, causing his tight jeans and drawers to shift down. lusterlessness felt his thick turncock bounce unloose into the cool air, then surrounded by his mothers'warm fingers.

'' You started this by helping me to TWO mightily clitoral climax. Now I need my pussy to be fucked. WILL YOU ?"

'' Yes '' matt could only gasp back.

Jill released her grip on his tool, reaching up she pulled her skirt to her waist and then shoved her soaked pantie to her knees. lusterlessness stared as his wanton mother leaned over the seat of the still running bike, moaning as the vibrations course through her belly.

Matt could only stare as his gaze took in her fleshy ass as she stuck it straight at him. He could see the juice slick on her inside second joint as she spread her legs for him.

'' Come on ... do it '' Jill stared back at her son over her shoulder. `` Fuck me you bastard, you started this, now finish it. ``

For matte, it was like every dream he had ever had since he was in puberty stared back at him. He stepped forward and pressed the overindulge read/write head of his cock against his female parent's soaked lips.

'' OH shit '' flatness groaned. His hips shifted and just the conceited head slipped inside his mother. Her steaming mouth wrapping around the crown.

'' Fuck yessssssss '' Jill hissed as she felt the walls of her kitty-cat starting to unfold. After a yr, she knew she would be tight, and lustrelessness was n't exactly pocket-sized. This was like a tease to her.

lusterlessness felt her ass shift, trying to root for more than of him into her pixilated channel.

'' Mother fucker '' his mother'voice echoed inside his helmet.

The idea sent his body into overdrive, as Matt rammed the intact length of his dick up into his mothers'body with one apoplexy. He was fucking his mother ... dream DO come true.

'' Gawwwwwwwww '' Jill screamed as she felt herself stuffed like she could n't remember.

The steady grumble of the motorcycle vibrated through her belly as she leaned over the machine. She felt the paries of her pussy stretch to try and fit her son'invading cock as he pounded into her over and over. Now this, she dimly thought, is fucking.

'' Fucking slopped '' Matt grunted as he felt the velvet wall of his mothers'dripping pussycat grip his rooster. His hired hand reached down and gripped her hips, pulling her shaking body back into him as he powered into his mother.

It was almost surrealistic to the young man as he stared down between their eubstance, watching the shaft of his thick pecker disappear into her. He saw the thick white ointment clinging to his shaft, deaf-mute evidence of his mothers'pleasure.

'' dickhead ... oh fuck yes ... '' Jill chanted as she felt her sons'hips slap against her ass. This may be disallow incest, but this was the best fucking the forty-eight-year-old cleaning lady could ever think receiving.

'' That 's it baby '' her voice crackled in his auricle through the helmet. `` ass your momma unspoilt. '' She praised him.

mat 's vision began to swim as he felt her batch at his dick with every thrust. His mothers'soft throaty voice kept driving him on.

'' You 've wanted this a long time '', his female parent told him. `` I know you have, now make it count. screwing me concentrated ! ! You started this game with this shit bike, now finish it. have me that hot load abstruse inside my snatch you bastard. '' Her voice rasped.

The thinking his mother actually wanted him to unload inside her, exploded inside Matts'mind. His rosehip picked up pep pill as he rammed hard into her, making her ass shake with the might of his blows.

'' OH godddddddddd, going to cum againnnnnnnnnnn '' Jill wailed, her vocalisation filling his helmet. `` Cum with me baby, please. '' She gasped

mat felt his mother'hot fluids gush out, coating his cock and balls, and then run down her quivering thighs. He was making her cum ; his own mother was cumming on his cock.

'' FUUUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK '' matt roared as his balls ignited. He rammed as cryptical into her as he could as his cock jerked, and then spewed his hot seminal fluid into her needy cunt.

'' Yes ... yes ... yessssssssssss '' Jill screamed. She thought her orgasm had been intense just being fucked. The minute Matts'hot cream washed her wall, her entire body convulsed.

The sound of gurgling and whimper filled his pinna as he unloaded every free fall from his balls he could. No former woman had ever responded with the primal lecherousness his mother was right now.

'' Fucking hell '' Matt gasped as he slid his still pulsing peter from his mother. `` You, my dear female parent, are the hottest fuck ever '' he said.

Jill rose up off the humming bike, and reached down with shaking hands. She pulled her panties up over her cum drenched pussy, trying to catch as much of the hot load inside her. She swung one leg over, settling her dripping fair sex onto the leather seat.

'' get me dwelling house Matthew. '' Her voice filled his ears.

Matt quickly pulled his underclothes and jeans back into place and mounted the cycle. His blunt thinker wondering if now that the heat of the moment had passed, would his mother rail on him for what had happened.

As they were leaving the sleep surface area, another man and woman rode in on a bike. Jill noticed the top dog of the womanhood resting on the man's back.

"I think we know what's succeeding for her ”, she told Matt.

They both chuckled, as matt pulled back on to the highway. Once on the highway, flatness guided the bike to the bumpy strips.

Immediately, Jill noticed and told her son."Don't make me cum on the motorcycle again. Get me home and use your glossa ”.

matte smiled and pulled the motorcycle off the bumpy strip and increased the speed .