Mom Son Straw Skirts Ch. 01

Up until that point I had never wanted to do anything sexual with mom but having this goddess of a woman with a spectacular body give me a hand job while I played with her tits brought out feelings I never thought I had. Sure I had felt college girl's tits but mom's were in a whole league above.

Just as we were getting into a rhythm, we heard dad's secretary say to someone she would grab their coats.

Mom quickly let go of my cock and hurriedly grabbed her coconut bra. The secretary opened the door just as mom had her bra fixed. I pushed into mom's back stabbing her ass with my cock and pushed past the secretary and some of the people waiting outside. I grabbed mom's hips as if we were dancing and with my cock buried in between mom's ass cheeks and parting her straw skirt. We rushed out of the coat room and into the corridor.

With every step mom took each of her ass cheek moved rubbing one side of my dick then the other. Coupled with the pre-cum that I was still spewing, it felt sensational.

There was still a queue for the toilet so we made our way into the bar room. I noticed that there wasn't anyone behind the bar anymore so I maundered mom in that direction. We reached behind the bar without looking too suspicious as others were dancing around us too.

The bar was at the corner of the room and was up to standing level. Behind the bar there was ample space underneath it for storage. Mom and I danced behind the bar, all the while rubbing my cock as she danced. Once we reached behind the bar, I looked around the room and noticed no one was really paying any attention to us.

I was consumed with lust for mom and I wanted to make the most of this situation so an evil plan formed in my head.

"Mom this thing isn't going to disappear unless you take care of it. I'll stand at the bar and you go underneath and... you know.... just do what you were....before we were..." I said unsure if my plan was going to work.

All the while I was still grinding into mom's ass in keeping with the music next door. Mom's ass was as magnificent as her tits. Knowing that she was naked underneath the straw skirt only added to the excitement.

"Can't you just do it yourself?" said mom unsure of my plan.

"I can't move my hands like that standing at the bar, people will notice. Besides, no one seems to have really noticed what we are doing. If you slip underneath and just rub it like before, I won't even have to touch you as I can just stare at the girls around the room and we'll be done. Then I can walk around normally again. Besides it's been up for a long time now and it's really starting to hurt." I said using all the arguments I could think of.

Mom looked around and realised there were people talking or dancing around but no one was looking at us. The room was dark and the only light was from the room next door. There was enough light to see the bottles of drinks on the table but from anywhere in the room you could not see what was happening behind the bar.

Mom poured herself a large whisky and downed it straight. Then, one final look around the room and mom ducked under the bar. I could not believe my evil plan was going to work.

There was no movement for a few seconds then I guess once mom had adjusted herself so that she was on her knees, she grabbed my cock with both hands. This was bliss.

Back and forth she pulled. Sometimes she would use a finger to smear the pre-cum that was forming at the end to spread it further down the cock to lubricate it. Occasionally she would hold my heavy ball sack and play with them like Chinese stress balls. She would quicken the pace and slow it down and then quicken again. I rested on the bar with my elbows enjoying the sensation.

"I wish your dad would last this.... never mind... my hands are hurting, are you close yet? If not you'll just have to finish yourself. This is getting ridiculous." said mom under the bar, sounding tired and a little tipsy.

"I'm nearly there mom... it's just that none of the women in this room are doing it for me. How about if I just play with your tit... breasts again. That'll do it for sure." I said getting eviler by the minute.

I got off my elbows and extended both my hands downwards searching for tit flesh. Mom was on her knees with my cock at eye level. In order for me to reach her boobs I would have to bend downwards and her hands would no longer be able to play with my cock as our hands would get in each other's way. We both realised this and I feared that mom would use this as an excuse to stop our shenanigans.

"Give me another whisky. Neat." mom said.

I poured her another drink making sure it was a large one. My cock bobbed around near mom's face as I poured her a drink above the table. I passed her the drink under the table. She gulped it down in one and returned the glass.

"I can't believe I'm about to do this. You have 5 minutes mister and then you're on your own." she said.

I was unsure what she was talking about when she grabbed my cock with both hands and brought it to her mouth. I nearly came as she struggled to fit the mushroom head into her mouth for the first time. I now easily grabbed her tits by bending down just a bit.

I was in heaven. My beautiful busty mom's tits were in my hands while she sucked my nine inch cock in and out of her mouth expertly. I moved my hips slightly to increase the sensation. I closed my eyes as I kept playing with mom's tits under the bar.

I was in a dreamlike state enjoying the moment when I heard dad's voice. That's strange I thought waking from my trance.

"You alright there junior?" said dad.

"Huh" was all I could manage as I opened my eyes groggily realising the situation in front of me.

Dad and one of his partners were in front of me at the bar.

"Two scotches on the rocks. Are you not getting enough sleep at college boy? And have you met our newest partner, Richard?" said dad as Richard extended his hands to me.

At that moment my hand was still tweaking mom's nipple.

"Sorry dad, I'm fine. Just a little tired.. that's all. Two scotches coming up." I said slowly moving my hands away from mom's tit and shaking Richard's hands.

Mom didn't stop what she was doing and continued slurping on my cock. She either didn't hear dad or was too drunk to notice. I served the two drinks hoping dad and his friend would leave but they didn't. I went back to resting on my elbows on the table almost putting all my body weight on it. I swung my hips slightly fucking mom's mouth with it but pretending I was dancing.

"Dave's a quarter back this year" dad said extending his hands and placing it on my hands in affection.

You couldn't make this shit up. Dad was praising me and touching my hands that moments earlier had been on his wife's tits while she sucked and slurped on my cock like it was a delicious lollipop.

The sensation down below was too much for me and I knew the end was near. Dad continued talking to his colleague but I had zoned out. He still had his hand on mine. I looked around nervously. There was no way to tell mom to stop and she was going to town on my cock.

I clenched my jaws and prepared for the cum explosion of my life. Everything happened in slow motion. It felt like I could actually feel cum travel from my balls, all the way down the cock and shoot out the end like a cannon. The first cannon ball of cum hit mom at the back of her throat. I felt her release her lips from around my cock. I guess she's not a swallower and I ought to have warned her. I felt intense pleasure but no longer mom's mouth. Cannon fire of cum after cannon fire of cum kept shooting ropes of cum from my hosepipe of a cock.

We heard a thud and squeal under the bar and I opened my half closed eyes. Dad looked at me.

"What was that?" he said.

I was still coming and muttered "Just my legs."

Dad looked strangely as he and his colleague walked away from the bar. Once they were out of sight I managed to move back a little and looked under the bar. It was a shocking sight. I didn't realise but there was ultraviolet light in the room from the disco lights and ropes of cum splattered mom like a bucket of white paint had been splattered and splashed on her like a 70's painting.

She looked angry.

"Is the coast clear?" she shouted.

"Yeah, no one's looking."

Mom got to her feet. As she rose I realised she looked like a girl from those gang-bang movies with several guy's cum on her. She had a large rope of cum starting on her forehead and followed all the way up her hair. There were smeared ropes around her mouth where she had already tried to clean up. One had landed right in her eye socket and she was digging it out with her hand. Several others had landed on her tits extending to her stomach and the rest of her body.

I didn't want to tell mom about the ultraviolet light as it would only further anger her. She picked up some tissues and wiped herself the best she could. She missed several spots but again I didn't tell her.

"I'm going to the toilet to get cleaned up" she said brushing past me angrily.

As mom walked out of the room I noticed that young accountant from before who had seen my erect cock.

"Fuck!" I thought. He had just seen mom get up from under the bar, wipe herself and run out of the room. "What must he have thought" I wondered.

I looked down at my exhausted cock, it was now contained under the straw skirt. There was still an indent in the costume but at least it was down. I too walked towards the toilet.