Jill Strasburg stood in her son'drive and scowled. Her eyes fixed on the object sitting in front of her Word'garage door. Matthew stood on the presence stoop and watched his mother ; he knew the moment she had stopped walking from her car to the battlefront door what had happened. He had forgotten and left the bike out. turd, Matt thought, I should have put the damn thing in the garage.

With a sigh the xxvii year old walked down the sidewalk to his mother. He could tell by her verbalism 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 '' Matt sighed. `` flavor, I wear a helmet, I took every safe course of action. '' He told his mother. `` 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 heart and wide shoulders, along with his strong embrace when they met were unvarying monitor of the lack of tending her husband had been giving her for almost the last year.

But this ... a bike ... he knew how often she hated these things. The melodic theme of him riding about unprotected sent a shiver of fear down her spine.

'' I see the great unwashed every day come through the emergency room mangled from these things '' Jill said as she turned to her son.

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

'' Look '' Matt said, stepping closer. `` The merely way to put your mind at ease is to try it. ``

'' Try it ? '' Jill asked confused. His nearness made his cologne water fill her anterior naris. The look of his sudor mix in with aftershave made her fountainhead spin. She tried to clear her thoughts.

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

'' Let me show you why Katie likes it so much '' flatness chuckled.

Katie was her sons'most Recent girlfriend. One in a string her had changed over the utmost few long time. Each lasting no to a greater extent than six months at comfortably his mother knew. What had struck the forty-eight year old woman was the eldritch resemblance the last three had to her own self.

All three had been over thirty at to the lowest degree, they all had soft shoulder length red hair like herself, and most of import all three had been rather well endowed in the chest department. For Jill, her 38D 's were something she had always been proud of, especially the fact that there had been piddling sag as the year had crept up on her.

The thought of some woman crouched on this thing, clutching her son from behind, sent a pang through her torso. She shook her head to clear the idea, it could n't be jealousy.

lustrelessness took her head move as a continued refusal, but he pushed forward regardless. Leaning in he slipped the helmet over his female parent, chief and then slipped his own on.

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

With resignation she climbed on behind her son, reasoning a prompt run around the block, and then she could resume her tirade about motorcycle. As her leg slid over the seat, one thing became instantly obvious ; the short summer bird she was wearing was not the unspoiled option for a bike. She felt the hem slide up her thighs, and then was startled when her panty clad kitty-cat came in physical contact with the leather seat.

'' love ... '' she tried to say.

'' hang on mom '' Matt 's phonation 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 reply, she felt the motorcycle scratch line to flap down the private road. Instinctively her arms wrapped around her Word'bare torso, as she leaned into him, feeling her bosom press firmly against his dorsum. His olfactory property almost made her heading swim again.

As lusterlessness opened the gas, Jill felt a unique whiz. The quivering from the locomotive engine right below their seat went straight through the leather and right into her over het loins. It sent a tingle sensation that caused her juices to start to leak into the cotton panel of her panties.

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

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

'' You have no musical theme '' his mother moaned as the thrum of the automobile sent tingles through her now pulsing clit.

'' Want to bet '' his part filled her capitulum. `` You 're wet as Scheol right now, are n't you ? ``

'' Levi ! '' his mother exclaimed. `` That is not something you say to your mother. ``

'' No, it is n't '' Matts'voice filled her ear. `` But it is to a hot and aphrodisiac adult female riding behind me. ``

Jill could n't crush the shudder that rippled through her. That her son thought of her as hot and sexy created a sudden gush of fluids against the easy leather.

Matt knew exactly what his mother was feeling right now. He could n't recite her how many women had experienced the Same strong-arm response to his motorcycle she was. His mind swirled, dreams since he was a teenager came to his intellect. Should he ? With a quick banked turn, he headed them up the on incline and towards the main road, opening the throttle even more.

Oh my God, Jill thought. He has to stop over ... or something she never dreamed of was going to happen, and very soon. The yearlong drouth of inattention from her married man, coupled with the constant quantity trembling coursing through her, was turning into a hot slub oceanic abyss in her belly very quickly.

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

Then, Jill watched in horror as they edged closer to the shoulder joint. Her clench tightened on him as she thought they were going to crash.

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

Gospel According to Matthew steered the bike on to the rumble strip show along the side of the highway.

Suddenly, her unscathed human beings exploded in white estrus, as the bike roared through sweetie bumps. The vivid rhythmic bouncing drove the tooshie deep between her pegleg like a poor boy, grinding her button against the leather. The intense vibrations caused a bolt to rocket straight from her now throbbing button, slamming through her temper teat, and deluge her brain.

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

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

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

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

'' Oh my bang GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDD '' Jill screamed as her body convulsed, having a powerful coming. She sank her teeth into her Son'back as her judgement almost melted from the mavin. She could find her juices gush out to soak her panties and coat the tail under her.

As her body shook against him, Matt 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 unit of ammunition ? '' he asked.

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

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

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

Jill cursed and screamed her way through a indorse acute orgasm as the bumping arse ground against her clit. Her mammilla now dragged along Matts'back as her body shook and trembled.

As Matt pulled back into the lane, he felt his mother sag against his back, and then her interpreter came through the helmet. This prison term there was toughness to her voice.

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

'' Hey ... I 'm sorry if ... '' matte said, worried he had done something to really untune his female parent. He could n't see her facial expression but felt the tensity in her organic structure as she clung to him.

'' Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyy ... ouch '' Matt yelped as the adjacent thing he felt was his mothers'teeth sink into his back.

Jill slid her hired man down her sons'taut belly, her hand finding a hard steel pole between his thighs. The love child is hard, she realized. Her fingers gripped the knockout flesh through his blue jean, she was shocked when she felt how thick-skulled and long lusterlessness'dick was in her tight grip. All that was secondary in her intellect right hand now, the merely matter driving her was the gross flame burning in the pit of her belly, fueled by the ceaseless hum from the railway locomotive of the motorcycle.

If he had n't been sitting on the moving bike, flatness would have jumped at the sudden inter-group communication in his crotch. He was shocked at the directness of his mother as her clutch tightened on his putz, making it throb through the fabric of his jeans.

'' I swear to God '' his mothers, phonation growled through the speaker unit. `` If you do n't find somewhere to perpetrate over right now, I will rip this goddamned affair off. ``

As her grip tightened, lustrelessness did n't doubt a single Christian Bible. He noticed a preindication for a repose area, and quickly took the off ramp. He coasted the bike into the relief area, which, fortunately, was completely empty.

He had no more than come to a stop and dropped the kickstand, and his mother was off the bike, staring at him. She made no effort to hit 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 eyes traveled his organic structure, staring at his bare chest, and then locking to the obvious bulge in his jeans.

Part of her head tried to tell her this was her son, but that little voice was quickly drowned out by the roar of need between her thighs. Stepping closer, she once again reached out and gripped the steel tough turncock trapped in those jeans.

'' Making your MOM have multiple sexual climax on the backrest of your bike makes you hard ? ”, she questioned.

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

"This is so wrong !"Jill snapped.

"I'm drear mom. Katie told me you told her you haven't had a good orgasm in months. 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 place upright it any longer. She needed a hard cock !

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

'' What about Dad ? ``, his only resistance trying to get a foothold.

The laugh his mother gave was as insensate as he had ever heard. Her words, telling him not only did she want this, but she also needed it.

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

Her hand stab out, unsnapping his denim she yanked down the zip hard, causing his pissed jeans and shorts to transfer down. matte felt his thick cock natural spring free into the cool air, then surrounded by his mother'lovesome fingers.

'' You started this by helping me to TWO powerful clitoral orgasms. Now I need my twat to be fucked. WILL YOU ?"

'' Yes '' Matt could only puff back.

Jill released her travelling bag on his turncock, reaching up she pulled her skirt to her waist and then shoved her soaked scanty to her knees. Matt stared as his wanton female parent leaned over the rump of the still running bike, moaning as the vibrations grade through her belly.

Matt could only stare as his regard took in her fleshy ass as she stuck it straight at him. He could see the succus slick on her inner thighs 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 flatness, it was like every dream he had ever had since he was in puberty stared back at him. He stepped forward and pressed the scarf out head of his cock against his mother's soaked lips.

'' OH shop '' Matt groaned. His hips shifted and just the swollen straits slipped inside his mother. Her steaming lips wrapping around the crown.

'' piece of ass yessssssss '' Jill hissed as she felt the walls of her pussy starting to stretch along. After a year, she knew she would be tight, and matte was n't exactly lowly. This was like a tease to her.

Matt felt her ass displacement, trying to pull More of him into her close channel.

'' Mother fucker '' his female parent'vocalization echoed inside his helmet.

The estimation sent his body into overdrive, as Matt rammed the entire length of his cock up into his mother'trunk with one separatrix. He was fucking his mother ... ambition DO come true.

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

The unbendable rumble of the bike vibrated through her belly as she leaned over the machine. She felt the bulwark of her pussy stretching to try and fit her boy'invading putz as he pounded into her over and over. Now this, she dimly thought, is fucking.

'' Fucking blind drunk '' flatness grunted as he felt the velvet paries of his mothers'dripping slit travelling bag his cock. His custody reached down and gripped her pelvis, pulling her shaking soundbox back into him as he powered into his mother.

It was almost surreal to the young man as he stared down between their bodies, watching the putz of his thick cock disappear into her. He saw the chummy clean cream clinging to his dick, mute evidence of his mothers'pleasure.

'' Shit ... oh fuck yes ... '' Jill chanted as she felt her Son'hips slap against her ass. This may be forbidden incest, but this was the estimable fucking the forty-eight-year-old adult female could ever remember receiving.

'' That 's it child '' her spokesperson crackled in his ears through the helmet. `` Fuck your ma full. '' She praised him.

lustrelessness 's visual sensation began to swim as he felt her hold at his prick with every driving force. His female parent'flaccid throaty vocalisation kept driving him on.

'' You 've wanted this a long time '', his mother told him. `` I know you have, now make it count. Fuck me hard ! ! You started this game with this damn bike, now finish it. break me that hot load bass inside my puss you bastard. '' Her representative rasped.

The thought his female parent actually wanted him to unload inside her, exploded inside Matts'mind. His rose hip picked up upper as he rammed hard into her, making her ass shake with the power of his blows.

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

Matt felt his mothers'hot fluids gush out, coating his turncock and globe, 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 deep into her as he could as his hammer jerked, and then spewed his hot seeded player into her needy cunt.

'' Yes ... yes ... yessssssssssss '' Jill screamed. She thought her coming had been intense just being fucked. The moment Matts'hot cream washed her bulwark, her entire organic structure convulsed.

The auditory sensation of gurgling and whimpers filled his ears as he unloaded every drop from his clump he could. No former womanhood had ever responded with the primal lustfulness his female parent was right now.

'' Fucking underworld '' Matt gasped as he slid his still pulsing cock from his mother. `` You, my good mother, are the hottest fuck ever '' he said.

Jill rose up off the humming motorcycle, and reached down with shaking hands. She pulled her panties up over her cum drenched slit, trying to capture as much of the hot payload inside her. She swung one leg over, settling her dripping womanhood onto the leather seat.

'' Take me home Matthew. '' Her voice filled his ears.

Matt quickly pulled his underwear and denim back into situation and mounted the bike. His dull idea 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 relaxation area, another man and woman rode in on a bike. Jill noticed the head of the woman resting on the man's back.

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

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

Immediately, Jill noticed and told her son."Don't make me cum on the bike again. Get me base and use your tongue ”.

Matt smiled and pulled the bike off the bumpy strip show and increased the speed .