Hola again. This is the second part to my ****** Road Trip series. I'm thinking of making this a four part series so I hope you all enjoyed this one!
I was the first one to wake up. In a groggy state I jumped down from the upper bunk and looked back at my mother and Bob, both spooning in the tiny lower bunk. The blanket only covered their midriff, giving me an amble view of my mothers massive breasts. I quickly ripped my gaze from her however as the memories of last night began pouring in.
I began making some breakfast so I could forget what I saw. "I don't want to see my mother like that again." I told myself.
Soon enough my mother and Bob awoke and it was to be the most quiet morning I had ever lived through. No one said a word while eating breakfast. Bob's hands were visibly shaking as he tried to bring the cup of coffee to his lips and seemed like he would pass out any second now. Mom looked a bit better, though her hair was a mess and she held her head down, looking into the distance.
As neither of them were in a condition to drive, the task fell on me. Mom sat next to me as I started the car and drove off from the camp site. Bob went to sleep in the bed as he was clearly worse off. Mom was utterly silent before I turned to the motorway, then she uttered something that almost made me drive into a tree.
"You saw us fucking last night, didn't you?"
I was completely stunned. My heart began to race as I stuttered to find an answer.
"W-What?" was the only thing I managed to blurt out.
"You saw us fuck. I remember it. You were watching." she said, though I couldn't truly tell if she was angry, disappointed or sad.
"I didn't mean to! You guys just busted in and.." before I could start explaining, my mother cut me off and looked at me. She didn't look sad, mad or disappointed. She was smiling the most wicked and naughty smile I had ever seen.
"You were jerking off under the covers. You were getting off while watching your own mother fuck a black man." she said in a sultry, teasing voice. My body tensed up as those words hit me deep. My cock immediately sprang to life and began to ooze precum just like last night.
But she kept going.
"Did you like seeing me getting fucked by him? Did you enjoy watching me get ravished by his beautiful black cock?" she asked, her voice dripping with depraved lust, her smile just widening as I let out a small whimper as my dick throbbed. She then placed one of her hands on to my crotch. Feeling my pulsating bulge.
"Well? Did you? " she asked. I had to fight against my eyes rolling shut as I tried with all my power to focus on the road.
"M-Mom.. Can I p-pull over..?" I stuttered but my question was answered with a gentle squeeze of my bulge by my mothers delicate hands.
"That wasn't an answer." she giggled, her other hand clearly under her dress. My brain felt like it was going to explode. Not in my wildest dreams had I ever thought mom would or could talk like this and here she was, cupping my bulge as she talked about my step-dads cock. I was so close to cumming, even though she had just squeezed me once.
"Y-yes!" I panted out, unable to keep my hips from thrusting. Mom then leaned forward, her mouth inches from my ear.
"I want you to watch us again. I want you to watch him fuck me like an animal.."
She paused and gave my bulge another gentle squeeze.
".. Just like your daddy." she whispered.
That was enough to send me over the edge. My boxers were filled with my cum as I saw my mother grab the wheel as I shook uncontrollably in my seat.
"Maybe I should drive for a while." she giggled. I nodded.
The rest of the day was all a blur. My mind was still questioning what had just happened. My mom had made me cum by talking about black cock and how good it felt to fuck one. I was so utterly exhausted from the mental shock and the powerful orgasm that I simply laid in my top bunk as my mother drove us.
As night fell we stopped at a gas station. It was in the middle of nowhere, old and decrepit. I was about to fall asleep then and there, but I remembered that I had t talked to Rose all day, so I picked up my phone and began to talk. I didn't want to tell her about today's or yesterdays events. I simply told her that I had been driving the whole day. She was wonderful at making me feel so much better. Even her smiling profile picture made me feel warm. I was in love.
Then I felt something grunt and get up from the lower bunk. It was Bob, who had seemingly now recovered from his hangover. Almost immediately my mother entered, and kissed her ebony lover. I blushed fiercely as I saw my mother wink at me while smooching her man. She then leaned to Bobs ear and whispered something to him. After that Bobs head turned to me.
He said nothing.
Then he turned to my mother, grabbed the hems of her dress and yanked them up, showing my mothers plump ass and thick thighs to us all. She didn't fight it, instead she giggled as Bob spun her around and pushed her to the trailers wall. I was frozen. I couldn't do anything but sit there and feel my cock garden as Bob fished out his monster and began to tease my mothers wet opening. She cooed and smirked back at her man and teasingly rubbed her ass against his member, her moist pussy lips costing Bobs cock in her juices.
But Bob was seemingly not in the mood for teasing and he rammed himself into my mother, whose eyes rolled to the back of her head as she let out a loud moan. They began to fuck like animals. The trailer was filled with the noise of uninterrupted screams of pleasure as the two made love. My mother was thrown to the small table we had breakfast on and was fucked. Bobs hand Rose up and began to choke my mother as he drove into the middle aged woman with all his power.
I had never seen such fucking. I was aroused and scared when my mother looked over at me with eyes mad with lust. She said nothing, she only smiled. She was no longer my mother. She was his slut. His black cock whore.
Bob let out a grunt, which made his whore divert her attention back to him. Mother looked up at him like a slave would a master, her eyes pleading for him to release his seed into her. With a roar that shook the trailer he did. I could see the utter feeling of ecstacy on both of their faces as they both came. After that it was quiet.
Bob tucked his slowly softening member back into his trousers and went outside, leaving his slut panting on the table. I slowly moved to her, jumping from the upper bunk with shaking legs. She was an absolute mess. Her hair was messy, face red, covered in sweat and from her puffy pussy dripped the seed she had just been given.
"Mom.. Why?" I asked, quietly looking at her as she slowly opened her eyes.
"You need to learn/" she replied, slowly getting up to sit.
"You need to learn your place in this house honey," she said. "And so must your dear Rose".
To be continued.....
I was the first one to wake up. In a groggy state I jumped down from the upper bunk and looked back at my mother and Bob, both spooning in the tiny lower bunk. The blanket only covered their midriff, giving me an amble view of my mothers massive breasts. I quickly ripped my gaze from her however as the memories of last night began pouring in.
I began making some breakfast so I could forget what I saw. "I don't want to see my mother like that again." I told myself.
Soon enough my mother and Bob awoke and it was to be the most quiet morning I had ever lived through. No one said a word while eating breakfast. Bob's hands were visibly shaking as he tried to bring the cup of coffee to his lips and seemed like he would pass out any second now. Mom looked a bit better, though her hair was a mess and she held her head down, looking into the distance.
As neither of them were in a condition to drive, the task fell on me. Mom sat next to me as I started the car and drove off from the camp site. Bob went to sleep in the bed as he was clearly worse off. Mom was utterly silent before I turned to the motorway, then she uttered something that almost made me drive into a tree.
"You saw us fucking last night, didn't you?"
I was completely stunned. My heart began to race as I stuttered to find an answer.
"W-What?" was the only thing I managed to blurt out.
"You saw us fuck. I remember it. You were watching." she said, though I couldn't truly tell if she was angry, disappointed or sad.
"I didn't mean to! You guys just busted in and.." before I could start explaining, my mother cut me off and looked at me. She didn't look sad, mad or disappointed. She was smiling the most wicked and naughty smile I had ever seen.
"You were jerking off under the covers. You were getting off while watching your own mother fuck a black man." she said in a sultry, teasing voice. My body tensed up as those words hit me deep. My cock immediately sprang to life and began to ooze precum just like last night.
But she kept going.
"Did you like seeing me getting fucked by him? Did you enjoy watching me get ravished by his beautiful black cock?" she asked, her voice dripping with depraved lust, her smile just widening as I let out a small whimper as my dick throbbed. She then placed one of her hands on to my crotch. Feeling my pulsating bulge.
"Well? Did you? " she asked. I had to fight against my eyes rolling shut as I tried with all my power to focus on the road.
"M-Mom.. Can I p-pull over..?" I stuttered but my question was answered with a gentle squeeze of my bulge by my mothers delicate hands.
"That wasn't an answer." she giggled, her other hand clearly under her dress. My brain felt like it was going to explode. Not in my wildest dreams had I ever thought mom would or could talk like this and here she was, cupping my bulge as she talked about my step-dads cock. I was so close to cumming, even though she had just squeezed me once.
"Y-yes!" I panted out, unable to keep my hips from thrusting. Mom then leaned forward, her mouth inches from my ear.
"I want you to watch us again. I want you to watch him fuck me like an animal.."
She paused and gave my bulge another gentle squeeze.
".. Just like your daddy." she whispered.
That was enough to send me over the edge. My boxers were filled with my cum as I saw my mother grab the wheel as I shook uncontrollably in my seat.
"Maybe I should drive for a while." she giggled. I nodded.
The rest of the day was all a blur. My mind was still questioning what had just happened. My mom had made me cum by talking about black cock and how good it felt to fuck one. I was so utterly exhausted from the mental shock and the powerful orgasm that I simply laid in my top bunk as my mother drove us.
As night fell we stopped at a gas station. It was in the middle of nowhere, old and decrepit. I was about to fall asleep then and there, but I remembered that I had t talked to Rose all day, so I picked up my phone and began to talk. I didn't want to tell her about today's or yesterdays events. I simply told her that I had been driving the whole day. She was wonderful at making me feel so much better. Even her smiling profile picture made me feel warm. I was in love.
Then I felt something grunt and get up from the lower bunk. It was Bob, who had seemingly now recovered from his hangover. Almost immediately my mother entered, and kissed her ebony lover. I blushed fiercely as I saw my mother wink at me while smooching her man. She then leaned to Bobs ear and whispered something to him. After that Bobs head turned to me.
He said nothing.
Then he turned to my mother, grabbed the hems of her dress and yanked them up, showing my mothers plump ass and thick thighs to us all. She didn't fight it, instead she giggled as Bob spun her around and pushed her to the trailers wall. I was frozen. I couldn't do anything but sit there and feel my cock garden as Bob fished out his monster and began to tease my mothers wet opening. She cooed and smirked back at her man and teasingly rubbed her ass against his member, her moist pussy lips costing Bobs cock in her juices.
But Bob was seemingly not in the mood for teasing and he rammed himself into my mother, whose eyes rolled to the back of her head as she let out a loud moan. They began to fuck like animals. The trailer was filled with the noise of uninterrupted screams of pleasure as the two made love. My mother was thrown to the small table we had breakfast on and was fucked. Bobs hand Rose up and began to choke my mother as he drove into the middle aged woman with all his power.
I had never seen such fucking. I was aroused and scared when my mother looked over at me with eyes mad with lust. She said nothing, she only smiled. She was no longer my mother. She was his slut. His black cock whore.
Bob let out a grunt, which made his whore divert her attention back to him. Mother looked up at him like a slave would a master, her eyes pleading for him to release his seed into her. With a roar that shook the trailer he did. I could see the utter feeling of ecstacy on both of their faces as they both came. After that it was quiet.
Bob tucked his slowly softening member back into his trousers and went outside, leaving his slut panting on the table. I slowly moved to her, jumping from the upper bunk with shaking legs. She was an absolute mess. Her hair was messy, face red, covered in sweat and from her puffy pussy dripped the seed she had just been given.
"Mom.. Why?" I asked, quietly looking at her as she slowly opened her eyes.
"You need to learn/" she replied, slowly getting up to sit.
"You need to learn your place in this house honey," she said. "And so must your dear Rose".
To be continued.....
