26. Mom Squirting Her Brains Out on First Outdoor Exposure (3)
[Splurt...]
Lost in the throes of pleasure as we devoured each other's bodies, Mom and I didn't notice the bicycle's silhouette until it was almost upon us—we only snapped to when we heard the chain rattling right in front of us.
Mom froze against me in shock, and I—who'd been groping her massive tits and swollen clit with both hands—wrapped my arms around her lower chest and waist, bolting upright. Still buried balls-deep in her pussy, I dragged us off the path and into the trees behind the bench.
Just then, a middle-aged guy pedaled past the exact spot where we'd been fucking like animals moments before.
"Phew~ That was close, Mom. You okay?"
"Y-yeah, son. I'm fine. Put me down now."
Mom had been dangling in my arms until I finally relaxed my grip, letting her feet touch the ground. I'd never tried it before, but damn, I could totally carry-fuck her no problem.
As the sudden crisis passed and we headed back to the bench, that same bicycle came looping back and screeched to a halt right in front.
'What the hell? Did he see us?'
The guy propped his bike aside and strode to the bench, picking something up. Shit! It was Mom's leggings—we'd been in such a rush to hide that she hadn't grabbed them. The perv lifted her pussy-soaked leggings to his nose and took a deep whiff. His crotch visibly bulged. Then he mashed his face into them, sniffing like a fiend as he whipped out his dick and started jerking it furiously.
His pathetic little thing looked comically tiny compared to mine.
"Oh god, what do we do..."
Mom was at a loss watching this stranger fap with her leggings. And seeing her like that—and him—stirred something twisted in me. This small-dicked loser eyeing my mom? It boiled my blood, but at the same time, a weird, stifling excitement surged through me.
I tightened my arms around her again and slowly thrust my half-withdrawn cock back to the hilt. Her tensed-up pussy clenched me even harder.
"Ngh! Son, what the hell? Pull out first..."
Freaking out about getting caught by the guy up front, Mom clamped a hand over her mouth to stifle the moan from my sudden plunge, twisting back to glare at me. But with her feet off the ground in my grip, her struggles were pointless. If anything, her squirming just ground her pussy walls against my shaft, ramping up my pleasure.
"Haa... son, what if he hears?"
"He won't, Mom. And so what if he does? You think that loser's gonna do jack besides beat his meat watching us?"
After a bit of futile wriggling, she gave up resisting once my words sank in. Now I could pound her at my leisure. But this position made thrusting awkward, so as I debated setting her down to brace against a tree for doggy, a more provocative idea hit me.
I eased my arms, lowering her to the ground. Thinking I'd finally let go, she stepped forward to pull off my cock—but I snatched her wrists, yanked them behind my neck, and crossed them there, locking her in place. She shot me a puzzled look.
"Son, what're you—"
"Don't worry, Mom. This'll be fun. Hehe."
With her arms looped around my neck, I grabbed the insides of her thick, jiggling thighs and hoisted them up. Her legs splayed wide naturally, draping over me. If that guy glanced our way, he'd get a perfect view of Mom's slutty body impaled on my massive cock.
[Schlurp~]
I lined up my shaft with her dripping cunt and lowered her slowly. My dick speared into her like an arrow hitting bullseye.
"Nnghhaa..."
"Hold it together, Mom. Squeal too loud and that old perv might come investigate. Wonder what he'd do seeing us like this?"
I slammed home in one go, my tip battering her cervix. Her womb mouth, starved for my cock all day, sucked greedily at my glans like it was scolding me for the delay. Mom bit down hard to muffle her moans, but her pussy did the talking—writhing and milking my shaft like mad. Hot nectar gushed from her scorching depths, soaking my balls and dripping to form a puddle on the ground.
[Plap-plap-plap schlorp schlorp~]
Thanks to all my gym time, hoisting and fucking Mom was a breeze. Our joining frothed up white from her creamy juices, her huge ass and my groin glistening slick. The wet, sticky slaps echoed, but the guy was too lost in his wank to notice.
[Fap-fap-fap]
He was close now, stroking faster. Emboldened by Mom's restraint, I matched his rhythm—ramming her depths, crushing her cervix with every thrust.
[Spluuurt!]
"Haaah~!"
As he grunted and came, twitching, my cock speared her womb and shattered her control. A massive moan burst from her lips. Even with his old-man ears, at this range, he had to hear.
And sure enough, he froze, scanning for the source—zeroing in on our trees. No streetlights here made spotting us tough, but just then, clouds parted, moonlight spilling over us. He probably caught our fucking silhouettes and sloppy union in the glow. Eh, caught already? Might as well give him a show.
[Slam! Slam! Plap! Plap!]
"Ngh! Getting railed by this monster cock where anyone can see—feels good?"
"Haaaah~ Yes! Pound me harder❤️ Wreck my slutty cunt with that massive cock~"
"Wreck it and then what?"
"Fill my pussy to the brim with your hot cum❤️"
Her legs spread wide toward him, I hammered her sloppy hole with everything I had. Knowing we'd been spotted, she stopped holding back—moaning loud and spewing filthy talk that'd make anyone hard. But a shred of sanity remained; she ditched calling me "son."
[Thwack! Thwack! Gloop gloop! Splurt~ spluuurt-spluuurt!]
"Haaaah~ Nnghiii!!!"
I smashed that last thread of reason, battering her cervix raw until she couldn't even speak—just high-pitched wails. Pounding her sent electric jolts through me too; climax building, I pierced her womb mouth one final time and unleashed.
She squirted at the same instant, her spray arcing toward him—but splashing three steps short, pooling on the dirt.
Creampieing my own mom always gave that ultimate taboo rush, amplified tenfold with an audience. My balls clenched like they were wringing dry as I dumped load after load—pent-up from our date all day. And it wasn't just a feeling; excess cum overflowed her stuffed pussy, trickling down to soak the ground.
The guy, who'd frozen watching our depraved fuck until I finished, snatched Mom's leggings and pedaled off. Bet he'd huff them all night, replaying the show while jerking it.
"Mom, that was incredible. You're the best."
"Haa... your cock nearly killed me too, baby❤️"
I set her down, sharing post-fuck vibes, and she responded in kind—honest and glowing—before pulling her arms from my neck for a soft kiss. Her face, flushed from peak bliss, shed its cock-hungry whore vibe, reverting to her usual loving self.
But uh oh... I wasn't done yet. My dick stood rigid, demanding more of that voluptuous body.