Family Traditions Ch. 08

Chris' cock stood straight up, supported by the elastic waistband of his boxer briefs. He looked down at his own manhood; the tip of his cock red and swollen and leaking precum. Chris wrapped his hand around his shaft and swiped his thumb over the head, collecting the precum that pooled on the top. He used his other hand to hold his cock in place while he brought his precum covered thumb up to his lips and into his mouth.

Chris sucked the tip of his thumb and stroked his erect rod simultaneously; the sweet and salty cream lingering in his mouth. Chris savored his own flavor while gripping his cock, anxiously awaiting what was coming. He was so focused on his own body that he became lost in the moment.

The door opened and he jumped in surprise; his heart sinking into his stomach. The scenarios he had been playing out in his head had him aching to be touched but at that point he wasn't sure who opened the door and anyone but Tricia would have been incredibly awkward at best. Chris held his breath and waited.

"Chrissy..." a voice whispered. A sigh of relief gave him away and Tricia pushed the unlocked stall door open, revealing her son with his cock firmly in his own hand. Most boys would be embarrassed having their mother walk in on them, cock in hand; but the sight of his mom looking longingly at him nearly made him explode right then and there.

"Mmm, couldn't wait for me, baby?" Tricia said with a smile as she walked over to him; unbuttoning her shirt on the way.

Chris stood up and pulled his pants down but keeping his underwear up by his thighs low enough to have his cock and balls free. He stood in front of his mother and watched her open her shirt, exposing her satin bra. Chris couldn't help but continue stroking himself at the sight in front of him. Before he could lean in and kiss his mom, Tricia lowered herself on to her knees and while looking up at her son; took his manhood into her mouth.

Tricia had been craving Chris' stiff member since they were at the table. She loved feeling him erupt on her hand but she wanted to run her lips and tongue over his shaft and head; she wanted to taste all of him.

"Oh m...." Chris hesitated before saying 'mom'; unsure if the stranger had followed her in. He peaked his head around the corner of the stall and found that they were alone. He decided not to ask why, not wanting his mom to remove him from her mouth.

Tricia skillfully worked her tongue around the tip of his cock. She savored the taste of her son, feeling him grow even harder in her mouth and tasting the salty cum and precum that covered his dick. Chris looked down at his mother and was overcome with lust. Here was his mom, caring and kind, the definition of a mother and she was on her knees in a restaurant bathroom with her own sons cock in her mouth. Chris felt his mother's tongue dance over him and watched her mouth close around the tip. Each little movement of her lips and tongue sent him closer to the edge and he felt the intense pressure build in his loins. He knew he wasn't going to last long and it took every ounce of composure he had to finally speak up.

"W... wait...mom... wait...I don't want... I don't want to cum yet..." Chris' knees shook and trembled with pleasure, his orgasm building exponentially with each roll of his mothers tongue.

Despite his pleas Tricia either didn't hear him or pretended not to hear him and kept her lips wrapped around her boy while a free hand disappeared beneath her skirt. This turned Chris on even more and he knew he was nearing the point of no return.

Dangerously close to cumming in his mother's mouth, Chris pulled his hips back and watched as he slid out of Tricia's mouth; his cock glistening with his mother's spit and traces of her lipstick on his shaft.

Tricia looked up at her son and felt her spit dribble down her chin and on to the bathroom floor beneath her.

Tricia's face contorted into a mix of proud accomplishment and feigned disappointment that there was no longer a dick in her mouth "Why can't I make you cum, baby? I want it so bad."

Without saying a word, Chris bent over and picked his mother off the floor and pulled her into him; his spit and cum soaked cock pressing into her exposed navel. He planted a sloppy kiss on his mom; tasting the faint hint of himself on her lips and tongue before pulling away. They locked eyes and without hesitation mother and son were licking each other's mouths and tongues more so than kissing; overcome with the heat of the moment and wanting to experience the other as much as possible.

Chris had never felt so turned on than he was at that moment. Up until that very point, he had followed the lead of either his sisters or parents during their family traditions and in that moment something clicked. He was set on pleasing his mother and making her cum and he wasn't going to delay any further. Chris broke off the messy kiss but didn't back up, instead using his small but noticeable height advantage to establish a modicum of dominance in their stall.

"I've already cum once tonight. It's your turn now" Chris found whatever romance novel character attributes he had inside him and grabbing Tricia gently but assuredly pinned her against the corner wall.

He grabbed her hands and placed them over her head; forcefully but making sure he wasn't too rough; after all she was still his mom and he couldn't quite bring himself to get too rough, regardless of how turned on they both were. He kissed her again; keeping one hand on her arms above her head and using the other hand to guide her leg up in order to create space for him to work.

Tricia was taken aback by the control her son was taking. In the short time he had been part of their family traditions; Chris went with the flow and let others take control. The fact that she had her hands pinned above her head and letting her son take charge; electrified her and sent shockwaves throughout her entire body.

Chris worked his lips down to her neck and Tricia responded with a breathy moan while assisting her son in making herself available. Unbuttoning the rest of his mom's blouse with shaking hands and simultaneously kissing her neck; Chris was driven wild as the smell of Tricia's perfume and sweat filled his nostrils. Tricia's breathing was fast and as her son finally gained access to her breasts; her moans filled the bathroom.

Her left hand ran through Chris's hair, stroking and pulling when his tongue made contact with the sensitive parts of her chest. Tricia's blouse was now fully unbuttoned and her nude colored silky bra was the only thing between Chris and his mother's nipples. Chris pulled back momentarily and felt his cock push against Tricia's stomach; again at the sight before him. There was his mother, completely overtaken with desire and lust and a wild look in her eye. Her skirt was pulled up and her panties visible through her pantyhose and her blouse wide open with her breasts pushed up in her bra.

Tricia's lips curled into a smile, indicating to Chris that she was ready for what was next. Her hand caressed the side of his face with the love and care that could only come from a mother. Her hand lingered on his face and Chris took her thumb into his mouth when it grazed his lips. A jolt of electricity shot through her body as her son sucked the digit with purpose while his hands proceeded to massage and paw at Tricia's tits.

The feeling of her boy's mouth around her thumb and his hands on her body caused her to squirm with her back against the wall.

"Fuck baby. I'm so fucking wet..." Tricia moaned as Chris released her thumb once he unhooked her bra.

Tricia's breasts sprang free from her bra, her nipples already erect and aching to be serviced. Chris took both breasts into his hands; relishing the feel of the weight and fullness. With one hand still massaging and feeling his mother's breast, he lowered his mouth onto the other.

"Oh fuck, Chrissy. That's it, baby... just like you used to..." Tricia used one hand to continue stroking her son's hair as he used his tongue and fingers to pleasure her erect nipples. Her other hand found it's way between her legs. By this time her panties and pantyhose were drenched with her excitement. She pressed her fingers into her hose covered slit, reveling in the pleasure washing over her body.

Chris's tongue rolled and swirled around the nipples that once fed him. His hand pinched and pulled the other nipple and he alternated between breasts while Tricia rubbed her pussy intently. Her body bucked and shook and she felt her body begin to tingle as her orgasm started to build.

"Come here, Chrissy..." Tricia pulled Chris from her breasts, grabbed his face and pulled him in for a kiss. Her tongue shot into his mouth; pushing her body into his. She broke off the kiss and with her hands cupping his face; began to take control. "Want to taste Mommy, baby? Hm? I am so fucking wet, Chrissy..."

Chris felt his heart race and his cock throbbing, hard again just a short time after his mother milked him under the table. Tricia placed her foot up on the toilet, giving her son access to her wet snatch. He began to attempt to pull her pantyhose down; fumbling in his rush to get to her pussy.

"Let me help you, baby." Tricia didn't hesitate and ripped a hole in the crotch of her hose; easily ripping due to the cum that had been soaking them the entire night. Chris didn't hesitate or move his mother's panties to the side before he pressed his face between Tricia's thighs.

Chris inhaled the scent of his mom's cum drenched panties; the feel of the soaked fabric and the smell of her juices and sweat driving him crazy. He kissed and licked her through her panties; the taste of her lingering on his tongue while his nose rubbed against the wet fabric.

"Mmm that's it. All for you, baby." Tricia savored the feel of her son worshipping her womanhood and pressed her hips into Chris's face.

Chris couldn't resist any further and pulled his mother's panties to the side, exposing her freshly shaved pussy; glistening with wetness. Chris didn't hesitate to slide his tongue inside his mother's waiting cunt. Tricia's legs shook and had to clutch Chris in order to keep herself from collapsing. Chris used his fingers to spread her lips and gain better access to her sensitive button. His tongue slid inside of the hole he came from, her sweet juices coating his tongue. He worked his tongue up and down her lips, her legs twitching when he crossed over her swollen clit. Chris used his hand and initially inserted one finger inside of her while his mouth worked around them.

Chris felt his cock throbbing beneath his pants; pressing against his cum covered boxer briefs. He reached down with his free hand and while continuing to devour his mother's pussy, began to stroke his cock slowly.

Tricia looked down, the view of her boy eating her dripping wet hole sending her to a heightened level of pleasure.

"Mmm get that cock nice and hard, baby boy." Tricia now moaned words of encouragement to her son between her legs.

Chris was so consumed with tasting and devouring his mom that he didn't hear the bathroom door open, close, or lock behind him. His focus was sliding his tongue across the wet lips and hole that he came from and pushing another finger deep inside Tricia.

Tricia saw the arm of a stranger enter the bathroom and momentarily panicked; thinking they had been caught. When the stranger shuffled to his left to see into the large stall where Chris was busy lapping away.

Tricia's eyes met the strangers. A rush of adrenaline surged through her body; every ounce of her rational side screaming that this was unnatural. She wasn't sure what the man was liable to do and how far he wanted to go. Hell, at that moment she wasn't sure what SHE was liable to do and how far SHE wanted to go.

The man began rubbing the very evident bulge protruding from his pants. He was quiet and stayed against the opposite wall; watching Chris plunge his tongue deep inside Tricia. Tricia kept her eyes focused on the man; partly out of safety and partly because the sensation of having a stranger watch her and her son commit the ultimate taboo was overwhelming her sexually.

As amazing as Chris' tongue felt on her; she was unsure of how he would react when he finally noticed the stranger behind him. As his tongue attempted to lap up every drop of her cum; he couldn't help but continue to jack himself off slowly. Using the pre cum oozing out of the glistening tip; he stroked his throbbing manhood while his tongue maneuvered around Tricia's slit.

Tricia's leg, perched on the toilet seat began to shake as her son's mouth kissed her inner thighs. She was ready to take the next step; and tapped her son on the head.

"You ready to fuck me, baby?" Tricia breathlessly moaned down towards Chris; clutching on to the top of his head and hair with one hand while the other supported her weight by grabbing on to the pole attached to the wall.

Chris responded with a moan and nod of approval, locking up as much of his mother as he could before he stood up, rock hard cock in his hand. He stood up as Tricia brought her leg down from its perch. Chris leaned down to give Tricia a kiss on the lips; allowing her to taste herself on his lips. Tricia's mind was still racing; balancing the pleasure she was receiving from her son with the unknown of the stranger in the bathroom with them.

Chris moaned deeply into his mother's mouth as she found his cock with her hand. Her pussy twitched with excitement as she felt the stiff cock in her hands once again, soaked with precum. Her other hand cradled Chris's neck and as they broke off the kiss, she looked him in the eyes and then moved her gaze behind him towards the opposite wall, seeing the stranger enthralled at the scene playing out in front of him.

"Time to give our friend another show, baby. You ready?" Tricia sidled around Chris and directed him with her hands where to go. Turning around and switching places with his mom, Chris' heart sank as he realized the peeping Tom was in the bathroom with them and the situation became very real. The taboo and exciting thoughts had bore fruit and his adrenaline surged as he came to grips with what was unfolding. The rational side of him kept throwing doubts at his brain but he was too turned on and they were all too far gone to turn back now.

The doubts subsided quickly as Tricia positioned herself with her back to her son, readying herself to be fucked by her son in a public bathroom in front of a complete stranger. Chris clutched his cock and he realized he was somehow even more hard than he had been before. A steady stream of precum had been dripping out of the head of his cock and Chris felt his knees lightly shake while he spread his natural lubricant over the tip of his cock and down his shaft.

Chris tried to avoid looking directly at the man on the opposite wall and instead tried to focus on his mom bending over in front of him.

Tricia felt her heart nearly beating out of her chest as she used one hand to gauge where Chris was behind her and the other hand to ready her pussy to be fucked. She couldn't help but moan as she made contact with her aching twat and the amount of wetness between her legs surprised even her. Chris had done a great job eating her pussy and the idea of a stranger watching her get fucked made her gush with excitement.

Tricia held on to the metal bar on the wall and bent over, her skirt flipped up, exposing her ass and outline of her pussy from behind. She decided not to pull everything down because of the unknown situation she found herself in; but figured her torn pantyhose and rearranged panties offered enough room for Chris to slide inside her. She watched the man rubbing his obvious bulge and saw his eyes glued to her and Chris waiting for the next part of the show.

While Chris positioned himself behind Tricia, she made the choice to remove her shirt and bra entirely; leaving her naked from the waste up. The strangers eyes widened and he briefly stopped stroking himself through his pants as if he were frozen. Tricia ran a hand over one of her breasts, teasing and pulling on the nipple as she felt the head of Chris's erect penis press into her ass in an attempt to find the hole he was ready to return to.

Tricia moaned as she felt the head of her son's cock slide between her legs and make contact with her clit.

"Mmmm give it to me, baby. Show him how good you fuck me." Tricia's inhibitions were completely gone and she was ready to be fucked and fucked hard.

Chris felt the slickness of his mother's snatch on the tip of his cock and he slowly pressed his hips forward, hoping desperately that his cock would find her hole on its own. After a couple light pushes; he felt his mom's tight opening at the end of his manhood. The combination of his precum and Tricia's dripping cunt allowed Chris to easily glide himself deep into his mother.

"Ooooooh fuck, ma..." Chris caught himself calling Tricia "Mom" and used every ounce of restraint to cut himself off as he felt the walls of his mother's vagina clench around his throbbing rod. He had fucked her before but in that moment he swore to himself that he had never felt anything in his life better than what he was feeling in that moment. It took everything he had not to blow his load before he pumped his hips.

Tricia meanwhile clutched the metal post on the wall as she felt Chris enter her from behind. Her eyes rolled back into her head and her other hand moved from her breasts to between her legs. "Nnnnngggghhhfuuu" she could barely get a word out as the sensation exploded throughout her body.

Chris knew he wasn't going to last long, despite cumming less than an hour prior. The sensations he was feeling and situation playing out in front of him was overwhelming and he focused all his energy on holding off his orgasm.

Tricia savored the feeling of a throbbing cock inside her and began rubbing her clit as Chris slowly started to press himself deeper inside his mother. Tricia's eyes moved to the opposite wall as she heard the sound of a belt being unbuckled and zipper being undone. She watched, enthralled, as the stranger pulled out his own erect cock. Tricia couldn't take her eyes off the man and the excitement of watching him get off while he stared intently at her getting fucked led her to rub her clit with more vigor. Her own gaze went back and forth from his eyes to his large cock, her body overwhelmed by all the sensations around her.

Chris took a deep breath and clutched his mother's hips, slowly starting to work himself deeper and deeper inside his mother until his entire cock disappeared between her legs. He gave one final push of his hips to ensure he was as deep as he could go before he pulled himself back. Chris exhaled through his nose as his mother's hole grabbed on to him; his cock pulsing inside her.

Chris began to press his hips back and forth; the combination of Tricia's dripping wet cunt and his precum creating enough lubrication to easily slide between her pussy lips. Chris found a rhythm and began to fuck his mom while the stranger looked on and continued to jerk off without saying a word. Chris buried his cock deep inside Tricia with each thrust and he began to increase his speed.

The sound of his cock plunging deeper inside his mom echoed throughout the stall and off the tiled floor and walls. Tricia's wet pussy received her son's cock and covered it with her juices with each thrust. The sound of Chris's balls and hips slapping against his mother's ass and thighs grew louder as Tricia took her boy's manhood.

"Nnnngggh... fuuu...uuuc...ccck... baby..." Tricia's moaning was broken up with each thrust Chris delivered.

For the first time, Tricia acknowledged the stranger across the room.

"You like watching me get fucked? Yeah. Stroke that big cock, baby." Tricia was consumed with lust and the rest of the world disappeared, leaving just the three people in the bathroom. She somehow kept in mind not to be too loud; even though the sounds of the restaurant more than likely would drown out anything going on in their bathroom.