Taking My Wife to the Drive-In (preview)

Jill and I had been married for five years with no intention of having kids yet. We were a typical young couple, except when it came to the bedroom. We regularly pushed the boundaries, but she would usually be the one in control. That was until we started bringing others into the bedroom. We both enjoyed watching the other engaged in sex with someone else. This was when we discovered that she would become submissive. She would get incredibly empassioned when I would give her commands, verbally and physically. This had nothing to do with my ability to satisfy her myself. It was simply our evolution into taboo. We both understood what it did to each other.

My wife is a dirty blonde with shoulder-length hair and soft brown eyes. We're both 5'7" with athletic builds, and her curves were slim but juicy. I would think most men would call her a hotwife. All I knew was that I enjoyed giving her pleasure. What turned me on, was how wild she would get from it. Her passion in those moments seemed to bimbofy her, crushing her inihibitions. It was as though an alter ego would surface and take control. It was the sexiest persona I had ever seen. I was always trying to come up with new ways to please her.

Late one night, after the movie ended and we had nearly finished a bottle of rum, my wife suggested that we watch some porn. She had this smirk when she was feeling frisky, and the look in her eyes never failed to push my gas pedal. I switched over to a browser as she undid my pants and fished out my growing seven inch cock. I let out a soft moan as she began to stroke it. She kissed and nibbled my ear. My cock quickly came to attention just as I was pulling up the porn site we were paying for monthly. I knew that she wanted to choose the video, and so I relaxed and enjoyed her sensual touch. Before long, she pointed to one and recited the title. "Step-son fills his stuck step-mom"

She giggled when my cock lurched. She knew that I liked the actress as she resembled my mother. She knew that I had had many fantasies about her. She was only fourteen when she had me, and even to this day people often mistake her for my sister. "Ooh, honey, look. Mommy is getting stuck under the bed." She was whispering this into my ear while her hand yanked on my straining hard-on. "Look at that plump ass sticking out; vulnerable." My hips started thrusting with her strokes; moans coming more often. "Oh my, is that her son? Do you really think he's going to help her?"

I groaned at that and then she switched hands so that she could play with herself. I could feel her breath in my ear becoming heavier. I could see that her pussy was already wet. I loved that this turned her on, too. I often wondered if she wanted me to go all the way with my own mother. She did try to get her mother to hook up with me, but told me that she wouldn't cheat on her husband. My love for her grew stronger after that.

"Oh, no. He's pushing up her dress. Something tells me he wants to help himself first." My cock twitched hard in her hand when the son pulled out his raging boner and began pulling his mother's panties down, much to her complaint. "Look at that. Mommy's pussy is all wet, practically dripping. She secretly wants it. She wants that big incestuous cock to fill her up."

"Oh, god yes." The words were hard for me to say, but I knew that my wife loved hearing me encourage her. She always complained that men are too quiet until the end. Even a volcano rumbles before it erupts, she would joke. Her hand was moving faster with longer strokes on my cock and her body began to move in rhythm with her other hand. The son mounted his mother and thrust his cock into her forcibly. My wife stopped stroking me for a moment as a sudden orgasm struck her and her breathy moan tickled my inner ear.

"Just look at how hard he fucks her. She can't do anything about it, but she secretly loves it. Do you think he's going to cum inside of her?"

"Oh, fuck," I almost whispered. I could feel my balls tightening. She could tell I was getting close and got up on her knees next to me and used her other hand to massage my balls. She leaned in close, still looking at me, but ready to take my load into her mouth when the time came. This was our foreplay when we would watch porn.

"Oh, I can hear that his thrusts have quickened and mommy is cumming. I think it's his turn. Is he going to cum in her? Will he get her pregnant?"

That was it. She must have seen it in my face because her mouth enveloped my pulsing head. Jets of cum shot into her mouth as she continued to heavily stroke my cock. She moaned every time more cum came out. I did everything I could not to thrust my hips and grab her head. I let out a long groan and relaxed my body. My wife pulled off and made sure that I saw her swallow everything. Even when she's in control, she enjoys showing how much of a slut she is. She calls herself that, so it's okay. She understands her sexuality and is not ashamed of it. She is, however, still a lady. She gave me a long kiss before hopping up to run to the bedroom with a giddy giggle. I relaxed and stopped the video just as they were showing his creampie oozing out of her pussy. I knew what she was doing. Our next act would be to re-act what we just watched. With our flair, of course. It wasn't long before I could hear 'mommy' calling me. A lascivious smile parted my lips as I hopped up and walked quickly to the bedroom.

My half hard cock began to rise when I could see mommy's ass sticking out from under the bed. I didn't say anything, but she could no doubt hear me taking my pants off. I was stroking my cock as I approached her.

"Oh, good. Son, can you please help me. This is so embarrassing."

She was doing her best to imitate my mother's voice and vernacular. Her and my mother got along really well with a few common interests. Most importantly, my happiness and well being. They were both beautiful women, inside and out. I was quick to kneel behind her with my legs outside of hers.

"Just grab my hips and pull, honey."

I said nothing, as that was my part, while I lifted her dress and began to remove her panties.

"What? No, son. What are you doing?"

I continued my assault. My cock was raging hard again. It throbbed when I saw her panties peel away from her wet crotch. Her flower was blooming and ready for the pollen transfer. I rubbed my cockhead along her slit.

"Please, son, no. Don't do this." Her words were less convincing, and she failed to suppress a whimper as I grabbed her hips.

Just as the son in the video, I thrust all the way inside of her and began fucking her without mercy. Jill let out a loud and breathy moan.

"No, son, we can't. Unh, unh, unh. Oh, but your cock is so big."

Her words fueled me on like a madman. I wondered if I would be capable of doing this to my actual mother. This only thickened the immersion.

"Oh, my god, son. You're an animal. Oh, god, you're going to make mommy cum." She did her best to sound distraught, but I think she gets caught up in the fantasy just as richly as I do. And it's not just the fantasy for me, but the fact that she was setting it, and doing her best to make it as real as possible. It was so naughty, and it only served to turn me on more greatly. I could feel her juices flowing and her pussy contracting. I know she probably meant to say more, but I felt her settle a bit and my forcefulness caused her to voice short, guttural sounds every time I thrust forward. If I could see her face, she would have had her tongue out and eyes crossed. This was her way of telling me that she was getting lost in the euphoria. It was the best compliment she could ever give me and it warned me that the floodgates would be opening soon.

This always got me to fuck her faster and harder and it wasn't long before her hips and back flexed as much as they could. This was my cue to pull out or I would be forced out, painfully. She screamed and flexed as her ejaculate sprayed all over my cock in three large pulses. I immediately went back in with the same furious pace and a loud and long grunt from her. Now, I knew it was my turn. I leaned in and wrapped an arm around her waist and leaned against the mattress. My thrusts became short and hard.

"No, son. You can't cum in me. I might get pregnant."

I finally let out a grunt. I could feel my orgasm building, making my pace go out of control until it burst. I pushed in with all of my might and then my hips were convulsing and vibrating. It wasn't as long of an orgasm, but it felt stronger. She had held her next orgasm back until mine had finished. She didn't gush, but I could see her muscles at work, slowly pushing out my cum. I grabbed a towel to clean up and then she said that she was ready for bed. I told her that I was going to get some water and not to wait up.


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