He repositioned himself, my head now leaning on the boxes and in plain view of my husband if he turned to his right and looked over his shoulder… which he did.
I smiled, “New position.”
“I see,” he nodded.
“Oh,” I moaned, ever so softly, as Cory’s cock slid back into me and then covering myself pointed, “Horses.”
“Yep,” Alex nodded, as he tried to sing along with Billy Joel.
Meanwhile, my fire was flaming hot now as Cody slowly slid his cock in and out of me.
I needed to reach orgasm and I needed to soon. The starts and stops had driven me crazy and made me more desperate than ever to get off.
I wiggled my ass slightly, implying I wanted it faster.
Cory, thankfully, understood and began pumping in and out of me as a new song began, again an ironic one, Duran Duran’s ‘Hungry like the Wolf’.
And I was indeed hungry.
“Didn’t you see Duran Duran live when you were a teenager?” Alex asked, looking back at me.
“I did,” I nodded, as I tried to hide the feeling of pleasure that my face was likely showing.
“You okay?” he asked again.
“Oh, yes, I’m feeling great,” I said, “just can’t find the perfect position.” Again, my words having two meanings.
“I imagine there is no perfect spot back there,” Alex said.
“That is very true,” I nodded, “I can get comfortable and feel good for a while, but eventually I need a new position.”
Cory’s finger teased my ass as Alex said, “Maybe Cory can drive for the last twenty minutes.”
I wanted to say, “‘He’s driving me right now’, but instead, with just the slightest whimper, my orgasm building, I again said something with two meanings, “We are almost there.”
And I was.
I just needed a few deep hard strokes.
I again wiggled my ass.
This time though Cory took that as permission to finger my ass as it slid rather easily inside.
I winced slightly, the lack of lube giving me a slight burn. I loved anal sex, but usually that included a lot of lube.
But my son’s cock fucking my cunt, and his finger fucking my ass had me close to eruption, as the thrill of doing something so naughty with my husband literally inches away somehow enhanced my desire.
I closed my eyes, bit my lip and allowed the pleasure to build. Thankfully, Alex didn’t talk to me and I was able to just enjoy the double fucking and finally my orgasm hit.
Somehow I was able to keep the scream inside, even though every part of me wanted to scream out loud, as my cum flooded out of me and onto my son’s cock.
Cory kept pumping in and out of me throughout my orgasm until I slapped his hand imploring him to stop and moved up so his cock slid out of me, even as my wetness leaked out of me too. I pointed to my purse and he thankfully knew exactly what I was implying. He pulled out some wet naps and wiped my legs and pussy.
Alex turned back and said, “Ten minutes,”
“Thank God,” I replied, now needing to get out of here before the scent of my sin enveloped the car.
“Your cheeks are really red, Sarah,” Alex said, looking at me worriedly.
“It’s really hot in here, I guess,” I replied, a viable excuse on this hot summer day.