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Fapping Materials / Re: Bully Takes a Bite Out of Mom (Story)
« on: January 31, 2021, 02:50:35 AM »
I knew exactly what that noise was, and I didn’t know what to think hearing it coming from the living room. I assumed they must not have heard me enter through the front door and I leaned as silently against the corner of the wall as possible. Mom was on her knees with Viktor’s cock in her mouth as she dutifully sucked on his veiny, red pole like she was worshipping him. The swollen tip bulging in her cheek as the side of her head rocked back and forth along his shaft. Then, mom’s eyes opened and met mine. She gasped and shot up to a standing position on her knees; Viktor’s cock leaving her mouth with a loud, wet plop. Mom quickly pulled her blouse down over her bare breasts with one hand as she turned away from me and grabbed the box of tissues, hastily pulling several of them out at once.
“Why you stop?” Viktor said, his cock still standing straight up in his lap as mom frantically cleaned herself.
Mom glared at him for a moment before looking in my direction and he groaned before pulling his jeans back up. He leaned forward to look at me around the corner and waved away with one hand.
“Go wait outside. Your mother and I are busy. Go.”
“Sergio, it’s okay.” Mom announced as she stood up and tiptoed toward me.
“Sorry mama. I guess I should start knocking on my own house.” I said with a sigh.
I’d be more upset with them if I didn’t know it was going to end soon, instead it was mildly amusing to me. Something about mom tasting the last licks of her lollipop before it gets taken away from her; then she’ll have to settle for mine.
“No mijo, I’m sorry. You shouldn’t have to see that. I’m so sorry mi amor.” Mom lamented, her hands fidgeting with each other as we stood in the foyer.
“No really, it’s fine mama. I don’t care.” I reassured her.
That couldn’t have been further from the truth, but I did play with the idea of the two of them openly having sex in front of me. I shook that thought away as I knew little Ivanov and his deadbeat family were going on a plane to the gulag soon and that I would never willingly share mom with anyone anyway. A faint smile escaped me and mom mistakenly thought it was for her.
“Okay. If you’re really alright with it. Um, how was school?” Mom timidly asked, still uneasy at my reaction.
“Oh it was fine mama, same old.” I said, taking my shoes off and tossing them near the front door.
“Well, I had something planned for the three of us this evening.”
My ears perked up and the perverse majority of my mind had its jaw drop with its tongue wagging at the potential prospect. I dismissed that thought almost immediately.
“If it’s not too awkward, um. If you feel like it, would you want to go watch a movie with us at the drive-in theater? It seems like fun and I wondered if you wanted to come along.” Mom asked, unsure of my response.
I couldn’t tell if she wanted me to say no, but I figured that if she did, she wouldn’t have asked in the first place unless she felt guilty enough to offer an invitation. An invitation. My cock twitched at the thought and I knew the two of them were going to go regardless of my answer, so I decided I would at least enjoy a front-seat view of mom getting her guts rearranged in the car.
“Yeah, that sounds fun. What time?” I said with a reassuring smile.
Mom smiled back at me, her beautiful face radiating a motherly energy as she grew relieved. She was unaware that one of Viktor’s pubic hairs was stuck to the corner of her mouth.
I climbed into the back seat of the car as mom left through the front door of the house. Mom looked gorgeous especially now, as she wore a long, button-down coat that went almost down to her ankles to cover her dress that she wore underneath. I didn’t get as good a look at it as I’d have liked, but it had a deep “V” that went almost to her belly button and there were cuts in the sides of the skirt that went up to her hips. The whole thing was a satiny red and might not have been past her knees in length. I wondered why mom didn’t show it off to me as she usually had in the past, and I was salivating by the time she got in the car.
“You ready to go pick up Viktor?” She asked as the car hummed to life.
“Yeah.” I said, hardly offering any enthusiasm in my voice.
“We can go get dinner after the movie, but if you’re hungry I think they sell popcorn and candy.” Mom said as she turned back briefly to flash a smile at me.
She was wearing the full array of makeup; eyeshadow, mascara, lipstick. My cock would’ve been standing at attention if not for my pants, and it eagerly throbbed at the perverse plan I had in store. When we arrived at Viktor’s house it looked every bit as dumpy as I’d imagined an illegal immigrant’s house to look. He was standing on the sidewalk and stepped toward the car as mom pulled up. He motioned with his hand toward her and said something before mom sighed.
“One second, mijo.” Mom said as she suddenly unbuckled her seatbelt to open the door and stand up beside the car.
My jaw almost fell to the ground. Mom pulled her overcoat open for a moment to show him what her dress looked like and the wind was almost knocked out of me. Mom looked stunning in this outfit, if that was even the word for it. She quickly pulled the coat closed as quickly as she had opened it before the two of them climbed into the front seats of the car.
“Sorry about that. I just wanted to wear something nice for when we go to dinner later.” Mom said, glancing back at me.
“It’s alright mama. You look beautiful.” I replied, my voice tender and affectionate.
Mom held her gaze with mine as she blinked slowly and smiled. Her dark red lips spreading across her alluring face into that motherly shape that always brought me joy. That always calmed me, soothed me. I love her and the feeling of a new beginning was welling up in my heart. I was ready to share it with her.
“You just drive straight for a while then take left at light.” Viktor said, motioning with his hand as he adjusted himself in the seat.
Mom’s ass and thighs bulged deliciously against the fabric of the coat she was wearing in her seat, and Viktor must have noticed it too because he spoke suddenly and intently.
“You aren’t too hot wearing that?” He asked, feigning concern.
“A-ah, no. I’m fine, really.” Mom stammered.
She didn’t want me to see anything slip out of such a tiny dress - the only reason why she was practically covered head-to-toe. A part of me resented that, but another part felt this would only whet my appetite for the inevitable, and I said nothing. I simply covered my growing erection by nonchalantly keeping my hands in my lap.
Several minutes later and we finally arrived at the drive-in theater, and I could tell the guy selling the tickets to get in was enamored with mom by the intonation of his voice and the fact that he stared at her as much as possible while grinning.
“Maybe in another life, kid.” I thought, chuckling to myself as I stared out the window.
We pulled up to our parking spot and mom decided to go get us some snacks, her footsteps clacking all the way to the concessions stand and likely turning several men’s heads as she walked. Viktor said nothing thankfully as we awkwardly waited in the car for her return. I resolved that now would be a good time to enact my plan, and I closed my eyes and leaned my head against the window as if to get some shut-eye. I had no idea if Viktor was looking at me, but I continued as if he were and lied motionless save for some idle, sleepy movements. Mom returned not long after and upon her arrival I pretended to awaken again as the two of us thanked her for the popcorn and candy.
The movie went on and I scarcely paid any attention to it while the two of them cuddled in the front seats, clearly not entirely comfortable. Several minutes of this pass and Viktor mumbled something in her ear that I don’t quite catch before the two of them stir up into sitting up straight as mom looked back at me.
“You tired, mijo?” Mom asked.
I knew she was probing for a specific answer and I knew exactly what she wanted to hear.
“Yeah, sorry.”
“If you want you can switch spots with us and you can lean the seat back to sleep?”
“Yeah that sounds fine.” I said, feigning a yawn and a stretch before the three of us switched places around the car.
I could see the two of them cuddling up together in the back seat via the rear-view mirror now and my cock lurched in my pants. I pretended to be asleep for what felt like an eternity and my biggest fear right now was that I really would fall fast asleep while mom gets pumped in the back seat, inches from me. When suddenly I heard stirring in the back seat as Viktor helped her remove her coat before she leaned forward to check on me. My eyes were barely open and were easily perceived as closed in the dimly lit car and mom reached around to pull her coat over me like a blanket. It took an inordinate amount of discipline to not react as she tucked it around me and pulled it up to my neck to ensure I was warm. My heart pounded in my chest, but I knew it wasn’t fear that granted it this vigor. I could tell mom looked at me for a moment before finally retreating into the back seat and into Viktor’s arms. The angle in which my seat was leaned back afforded them little choice in their positions, and to my fortune, was also the ideal position for me to watch them make love. I was doubly thankful for the coat mom pulled over me as I was now free to tend to my impatient erection as I anxiously listened to the subtle sounds behind my head.
“Hmm?” I heard mom’s voice.
“Sergio? Sergio?” She continued.
I heard Viktor murmuring before mom replied in a barely audible whisper. I could only make out the word “no” and my cock twitched. Several quiet moments later and I could hear faint kissing sounds coming from the back seat before mom sighed. They then sounded louder and wetter as they were now presumably making out behind me, and I took a chance to glance back at them.
Mom was lying on top of Viktor with one of his arms wrapped around her waist as the two of them were kissing with intensifying passion. The two of them inhaled at the same time as they shifted their bodies as quietly as possible into a more comfortable position with Viktor leaning back against the car door and mom easing herself behind me. I made a concerted effort to look as deeply asleep as possible as I assumed the both of them were on alert for any sign of cognizance, and they silently began their foreplay merely inches behind me. My ears perked up at the first sign of wet lips parting, but I soon realized it was mom inaudibly whispering to Viktor; protests, pleas, sweet nothings, it could have been anything. The sound of silence was nearly deafening as my ears strained against the ambient noise from beyond the car. I wanted to hear it. I wanted to listen to mom as she sucked his cock. I wanted to be a part of their intimacy - even like this. I loved my mom, but I hated what Viktor was turning her into, and I couldn’t help but feel left out of her life as she shared herself more and more with him. I wanted even her dubious consent to be in the same place as them as they began doing what I’ve always wanted to with mom; I wanted to feel her, and for her to feel me.
My cock was the first to recognize the noises coming from the back seat as mom began mouthing his cock as if to worship it. My imagination was left to wander as the sounds whetted my impatient appetite, and I pictured what mom looked like. Long, wavy, brown hair draped over her like a curtain, her plump, round ass pointed at the window for anyone to see, her plush lips wrapped around the base of his cock as the suction from her mouth deformed her cheeks. The slurping sounds were becoming far lewder and noisy than I could have ever hoped for. The show I stumbled upon earlier today paling in comparison to what I was listening to now; my arousal nearly tenting mom’s coat.
I was in heaven. Every breath I took was a lungful of mom’s perfumed scent as my ears were greeted with the sloppy, indignant sounds of her love. Only Viktor’s groaning soured the moment, but he was easily ignored as my mind wrapped around mom’s envisioned body like the dress she was hopefully still wearing. I wanted her - badly. I imagined the feeling of her warm, smooth skin against my mouth as I kissed her over every immaculate inch of her motherly body. Within the safety of my mind was I able to worship her properly and without shame; she was my goddess. I could already feel the hot cum rolling down my knuckles as Viktor’s breathing became heavier and heavier. Mom was voicelessly and relentlessly pleasuring him now with what sounded like her throat, and he couldn’t get enough of her. I could hear the smooth sound of fabric being pulled along the surface of skin, and Viktor murmured something to her which marked the end of the wet sucking noises, to my dismay.
My strokes were furtive and subdued as my erection hadn’t shrunk despite my orgasm. I awaited with my perverse curiosity piqued and I listened to their bodies begin to shift once more in the back seat. Suddenly, I felt a hand softly touch my shoulder for a moment and I became as still as a statue. I don’t know how I didn’t flinch at the sudden sensation, but my performance was apparently sufficient to fool mom into thinking I was still asleep. Her hand felt as if it was pulled away as quickly as it had arrived, and a soft moan of protest escaped from the back seat as I heard Viktor’s breathing become heavier and laborious.
“Tonight mi rey, tonight. Not now, mi amor, please.” Mom whispered with a voice that could have easily awoken me.
The volume of mom’s voice was such that I could tell her face was pointed in my direction, and I imagined the position VIktor put her in as my cock continued to harden in my fingertips. He said nothing to her, and his apparent response made mom gasp as noiselessly as she was able to before the seat cushions creaked in an impatient rhythm. I had to see it - I needed to. Every part of me demanded I see mom being mounted and bred, and I acquiesced to my immoral desires before I cautiously peeled my eyelids open.
I could see it. Viktor hungrily thrusted his hips into something round. The glow of the movie screen was the only light that scarcely illuminated the dark confines of the car, but it was enough to make out what the two of them were doing through the rear view mirror. A moan escaped from mom’s chest as if she were relenting to him, and the quiet sound of something wet being churned grew louder and louder. From what I could hear, mom’s face was now pressed against the seat in an attempt to stifle her own noises as Viktor ceaselessly bucked against her crevice from behind. The scant light was enough to reveal the wet surface of his cock as it repeatedly plunged into the depths of mom’s backside, and my eyes strained against the darkness so that I could see her. So that I could see what he was doing to her, and where. Her dress was pulled up to her waist and her mocha cheeks were being held open by two pale, calloused hands that gripped her soft flesh as the noises that escaped mom’s throat became increasingly lustful and indignant. Whatever Viktor was doing to mom, it didn’t sound like she was entirely enjoying it.
“You like that?” Viktor panted, his voice breathless in between thrusts.
There was no response of mom aside from soft squeaks and squeals whenever he would push deeper into her. Viktor relished it. Mom didn’t want to do this with him; apparently not with me here. Yet he seemed to gain no small amount of joy in defiling mom right next to me, and the sounds he made revealed his audacious intent as he boldly began grunting his pleasure in the car.
“Fucking take it. Fucking bitch, take it.” Viktor whispered loudly.
The car rocked softly as his thrusts became more bestial. I could feel the weight of my own body shifting in my seat as he plundered my mom behind me. My cock was as stiff as an iron rod now as I timed my strokes to the creamy, wet noises coming from mom’s backside. Mom groaned painfully as Viktor repositioned the both of them; her hands tightly gripped the seat as he pulled her by the hips toward me. He mounted her in a position that I could only describe as humiliating as her head and neck dug into the crevice of the car seat and her orifice inches from my face. Viktor knew. He knew what he was doing, although I was unsure if he knew I was awake. His swollen, red cock pushed into mom’s hole as it greedily squeezed his shaft. They were having anal sex. Viktor was fucking my mom in the ass, and she was letting him. He held her butt apart with his palms as he worked her asshole open with a brutish pace; the remains of mom’s saliva dripping down Viktor’s ballsack as it slapped relentlessly against her vulva.
“Why you stop?” Viktor said, his cock still standing straight up in his lap as mom frantically cleaned herself.
Mom glared at him for a moment before looking in my direction and he groaned before pulling his jeans back up. He leaned forward to look at me around the corner and waved away with one hand.
“Go wait outside. Your mother and I are busy. Go.”
“Sergio, it’s okay.” Mom announced as she stood up and tiptoed toward me.
“Sorry mama. I guess I should start knocking on my own house.” I said with a sigh.
I’d be more upset with them if I didn’t know it was going to end soon, instead it was mildly amusing to me. Something about mom tasting the last licks of her lollipop before it gets taken away from her; then she’ll have to settle for mine.
“No mijo, I’m sorry. You shouldn’t have to see that. I’m so sorry mi amor.” Mom lamented, her hands fidgeting with each other as we stood in the foyer.
“No really, it’s fine mama. I don’t care.” I reassured her.
That couldn’t have been further from the truth, but I did play with the idea of the two of them openly having sex in front of me. I shook that thought away as I knew little Ivanov and his deadbeat family were going on a plane to the gulag soon and that I would never willingly share mom with anyone anyway. A faint smile escaped me and mom mistakenly thought it was for her.
“Okay. If you’re really alright with it. Um, how was school?” Mom timidly asked, still uneasy at my reaction.
“Oh it was fine mama, same old.” I said, taking my shoes off and tossing them near the front door.
“Well, I had something planned for the three of us this evening.”
My ears perked up and the perverse majority of my mind had its jaw drop with its tongue wagging at the potential prospect. I dismissed that thought almost immediately.
“If it’s not too awkward, um. If you feel like it, would you want to go watch a movie with us at the drive-in theater? It seems like fun and I wondered if you wanted to come along.” Mom asked, unsure of my response.
I couldn’t tell if she wanted me to say no, but I figured that if she did, she wouldn’t have asked in the first place unless she felt guilty enough to offer an invitation. An invitation. My cock twitched at the thought and I knew the two of them were going to go regardless of my answer, so I decided I would at least enjoy a front-seat view of mom getting her guts rearranged in the car.
“Yeah, that sounds fun. What time?” I said with a reassuring smile.
Mom smiled back at me, her beautiful face radiating a motherly energy as she grew relieved. She was unaware that one of Viktor’s pubic hairs was stuck to the corner of her mouth.
I climbed into the back seat of the car as mom left through the front door of the house. Mom looked gorgeous especially now, as she wore a long, button-down coat that went almost down to her ankles to cover her dress that she wore underneath. I didn’t get as good a look at it as I’d have liked, but it had a deep “V” that went almost to her belly button and there were cuts in the sides of the skirt that went up to her hips. The whole thing was a satiny red and might not have been past her knees in length. I wondered why mom didn’t show it off to me as she usually had in the past, and I was salivating by the time she got in the car.
“You ready to go pick up Viktor?” She asked as the car hummed to life.
“Yeah.” I said, hardly offering any enthusiasm in my voice.
“We can go get dinner after the movie, but if you’re hungry I think they sell popcorn and candy.” Mom said as she turned back briefly to flash a smile at me.
She was wearing the full array of makeup; eyeshadow, mascara, lipstick. My cock would’ve been standing at attention if not for my pants, and it eagerly throbbed at the perverse plan I had in store. When we arrived at Viktor’s house it looked every bit as dumpy as I’d imagined an illegal immigrant’s house to look. He was standing on the sidewalk and stepped toward the car as mom pulled up. He motioned with his hand toward her and said something before mom sighed.
“One second, mijo.” Mom said as she suddenly unbuckled her seatbelt to open the door and stand up beside the car.
My jaw almost fell to the ground. Mom pulled her overcoat open for a moment to show him what her dress looked like and the wind was almost knocked out of me. Mom looked stunning in this outfit, if that was even the word for it. She quickly pulled the coat closed as quickly as she had opened it before the two of them climbed into the front seats of the car.
“Sorry about that. I just wanted to wear something nice for when we go to dinner later.” Mom said, glancing back at me.
“It’s alright mama. You look beautiful.” I replied, my voice tender and affectionate.
Mom held her gaze with mine as she blinked slowly and smiled. Her dark red lips spreading across her alluring face into that motherly shape that always brought me joy. That always calmed me, soothed me. I love her and the feeling of a new beginning was welling up in my heart. I was ready to share it with her.
“You just drive straight for a while then take left at light.” Viktor said, motioning with his hand as he adjusted himself in the seat.
Mom’s ass and thighs bulged deliciously against the fabric of the coat she was wearing in her seat, and Viktor must have noticed it too because he spoke suddenly and intently.
“You aren’t too hot wearing that?” He asked, feigning concern.
“A-ah, no. I’m fine, really.” Mom stammered.
She didn’t want me to see anything slip out of such a tiny dress - the only reason why she was practically covered head-to-toe. A part of me resented that, but another part felt this would only whet my appetite for the inevitable, and I said nothing. I simply covered my growing erection by nonchalantly keeping my hands in my lap.
Several minutes later and we finally arrived at the drive-in theater, and I could tell the guy selling the tickets to get in was enamored with mom by the intonation of his voice and the fact that he stared at her as much as possible while grinning.
“Maybe in another life, kid.” I thought, chuckling to myself as I stared out the window.
We pulled up to our parking spot and mom decided to go get us some snacks, her footsteps clacking all the way to the concessions stand and likely turning several men’s heads as she walked. Viktor said nothing thankfully as we awkwardly waited in the car for her return. I resolved that now would be a good time to enact my plan, and I closed my eyes and leaned my head against the window as if to get some shut-eye. I had no idea if Viktor was looking at me, but I continued as if he were and lied motionless save for some idle, sleepy movements. Mom returned not long after and upon her arrival I pretended to awaken again as the two of us thanked her for the popcorn and candy.
The movie went on and I scarcely paid any attention to it while the two of them cuddled in the front seats, clearly not entirely comfortable. Several minutes of this pass and Viktor mumbled something in her ear that I don’t quite catch before the two of them stir up into sitting up straight as mom looked back at me.
“You tired, mijo?” Mom asked.
I knew she was probing for a specific answer and I knew exactly what she wanted to hear.
“Yeah, sorry.”
“If you want you can switch spots with us and you can lean the seat back to sleep?”
“Yeah that sounds fine.” I said, feigning a yawn and a stretch before the three of us switched places around the car.
I could see the two of them cuddling up together in the back seat via the rear-view mirror now and my cock lurched in my pants. I pretended to be asleep for what felt like an eternity and my biggest fear right now was that I really would fall fast asleep while mom gets pumped in the back seat, inches from me. When suddenly I heard stirring in the back seat as Viktor helped her remove her coat before she leaned forward to check on me. My eyes were barely open and were easily perceived as closed in the dimly lit car and mom reached around to pull her coat over me like a blanket. It took an inordinate amount of discipline to not react as she tucked it around me and pulled it up to my neck to ensure I was warm. My heart pounded in my chest, but I knew it wasn’t fear that granted it this vigor. I could tell mom looked at me for a moment before finally retreating into the back seat and into Viktor’s arms. The angle in which my seat was leaned back afforded them little choice in their positions, and to my fortune, was also the ideal position for me to watch them make love. I was doubly thankful for the coat mom pulled over me as I was now free to tend to my impatient erection as I anxiously listened to the subtle sounds behind my head.
“Hmm?” I heard mom’s voice.
“Sergio? Sergio?” She continued.
I heard Viktor murmuring before mom replied in a barely audible whisper. I could only make out the word “no” and my cock twitched. Several quiet moments later and I could hear faint kissing sounds coming from the back seat before mom sighed. They then sounded louder and wetter as they were now presumably making out behind me, and I took a chance to glance back at them.
Mom was lying on top of Viktor with one of his arms wrapped around her waist as the two of them were kissing with intensifying passion. The two of them inhaled at the same time as they shifted their bodies as quietly as possible into a more comfortable position with Viktor leaning back against the car door and mom easing herself behind me. I made a concerted effort to look as deeply asleep as possible as I assumed the both of them were on alert for any sign of cognizance, and they silently began their foreplay merely inches behind me. My ears perked up at the first sign of wet lips parting, but I soon realized it was mom inaudibly whispering to Viktor; protests, pleas, sweet nothings, it could have been anything. The sound of silence was nearly deafening as my ears strained against the ambient noise from beyond the car. I wanted to hear it. I wanted to listen to mom as she sucked his cock. I wanted to be a part of their intimacy - even like this. I loved my mom, but I hated what Viktor was turning her into, and I couldn’t help but feel left out of her life as she shared herself more and more with him. I wanted even her dubious consent to be in the same place as them as they began doing what I’ve always wanted to with mom; I wanted to feel her, and for her to feel me.
My cock was the first to recognize the noises coming from the back seat as mom began mouthing his cock as if to worship it. My imagination was left to wander as the sounds whetted my impatient appetite, and I pictured what mom looked like. Long, wavy, brown hair draped over her like a curtain, her plump, round ass pointed at the window for anyone to see, her plush lips wrapped around the base of his cock as the suction from her mouth deformed her cheeks. The slurping sounds were becoming far lewder and noisy than I could have ever hoped for. The show I stumbled upon earlier today paling in comparison to what I was listening to now; my arousal nearly tenting mom’s coat.
I was in heaven. Every breath I took was a lungful of mom’s perfumed scent as my ears were greeted with the sloppy, indignant sounds of her love. Only Viktor’s groaning soured the moment, but he was easily ignored as my mind wrapped around mom’s envisioned body like the dress she was hopefully still wearing. I wanted her - badly. I imagined the feeling of her warm, smooth skin against my mouth as I kissed her over every immaculate inch of her motherly body. Within the safety of my mind was I able to worship her properly and without shame; she was my goddess. I could already feel the hot cum rolling down my knuckles as Viktor’s breathing became heavier and heavier. Mom was voicelessly and relentlessly pleasuring him now with what sounded like her throat, and he couldn’t get enough of her. I could hear the smooth sound of fabric being pulled along the surface of skin, and Viktor murmured something to her which marked the end of the wet sucking noises, to my dismay.
My strokes were furtive and subdued as my erection hadn’t shrunk despite my orgasm. I awaited with my perverse curiosity piqued and I listened to their bodies begin to shift once more in the back seat. Suddenly, I felt a hand softly touch my shoulder for a moment and I became as still as a statue. I don’t know how I didn’t flinch at the sudden sensation, but my performance was apparently sufficient to fool mom into thinking I was still asleep. Her hand felt as if it was pulled away as quickly as it had arrived, and a soft moan of protest escaped from the back seat as I heard Viktor’s breathing become heavier and laborious.
“Tonight mi rey, tonight. Not now, mi amor, please.” Mom whispered with a voice that could have easily awoken me.
The volume of mom’s voice was such that I could tell her face was pointed in my direction, and I imagined the position VIktor put her in as my cock continued to harden in my fingertips. He said nothing to her, and his apparent response made mom gasp as noiselessly as she was able to before the seat cushions creaked in an impatient rhythm. I had to see it - I needed to. Every part of me demanded I see mom being mounted and bred, and I acquiesced to my immoral desires before I cautiously peeled my eyelids open.
I could see it. Viktor hungrily thrusted his hips into something round. The glow of the movie screen was the only light that scarcely illuminated the dark confines of the car, but it was enough to make out what the two of them were doing through the rear view mirror. A moan escaped from mom’s chest as if she were relenting to him, and the quiet sound of something wet being churned grew louder and louder. From what I could hear, mom’s face was now pressed against the seat in an attempt to stifle her own noises as Viktor ceaselessly bucked against her crevice from behind. The scant light was enough to reveal the wet surface of his cock as it repeatedly plunged into the depths of mom’s backside, and my eyes strained against the darkness so that I could see her. So that I could see what he was doing to her, and where. Her dress was pulled up to her waist and her mocha cheeks were being held open by two pale, calloused hands that gripped her soft flesh as the noises that escaped mom’s throat became increasingly lustful and indignant. Whatever Viktor was doing to mom, it didn’t sound like she was entirely enjoying it.
“You like that?” Viktor panted, his voice breathless in between thrusts.
There was no response of mom aside from soft squeaks and squeals whenever he would push deeper into her. Viktor relished it. Mom didn’t want to do this with him; apparently not with me here. Yet he seemed to gain no small amount of joy in defiling mom right next to me, and the sounds he made revealed his audacious intent as he boldly began grunting his pleasure in the car.
“Fucking take it. Fucking bitch, take it.” Viktor whispered loudly.
The car rocked softly as his thrusts became more bestial. I could feel the weight of my own body shifting in my seat as he plundered my mom behind me. My cock was as stiff as an iron rod now as I timed my strokes to the creamy, wet noises coming from mom’s backside. Mom groaned painfully as Viktor repositioned the both of them; her hands tightly gripped the seat as he pulled her by the hips toward me. He mounted her in a position that I could only describe as humiliating as her head and neck dug into the crevice of the car seat and her orifice inches from my face. Viktor knew. He knew what he was doing, although I was unsure if he knew I was awake. His swollen, red cock pushed into mom’s hole as it greedily squeezed his shaft. They were having anal sex. Viktor was fucking my mom in the ass, and she was letting him. He held her butt apart with his palms as he worked her asshole open with a brutish pace; the remains of mom’s saliva dripping down Viktor’s ballsack as it slapped relentlessly against her vulva.