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Parking Lot Hookup With My Mom, by Jezebel Rose

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Mark waited patiently outside the busy shopping mall for his mother. He’d arrived well before time, just in case the lady he was meeting finished earlier. He half knew in his mind, though, that it wouldn’t come to pass.

One thing he had learned very quickly was that the time with his mom would always be short. He had been in two minds to call the whole friends with benefits thing off – it was too damn weird, even if it felt good.

The previous time they had met was their first sensual get together. Jessie, his mother, had driven him to a secluded spot, giving him hope of a few hours of fucking with her. However, it merely turned into him licking her pussy to orgasm and her having to go home to dad. The feeling of disappointment, as he felt his erection subsiding in his pants and pre-cum dripping down his leg, had left him frustrated about the whole affair. Sure, his mother fucking had a delicious pussy and amazing breasts, but what was he supposed to get out of the whole thing. It certainly hadn’t been the most fulfilling of meetings. He wondered if they should have just had coffee but thought that would also be a nightmare, given the secrecy on her side.

He checked his watch, looking to see how much longer he had to wait, thinking he may head to his car and go home. Then double-checked the time on his cell phone double-checking to make sure the time was correct. Unfortunately, it was. She was now five minutes late.

He headed back into the mall, thinking he would grab a takeaway coffee and head off back home. Just as he got to the automatic doors, his phone let him know he had a text. He pulled out the handset from his pocket, expecting to see some excuse for calling the meeting off. He wasn’t bothered either; he could get laid easily enough with a lot less stress elsewhere, and it wasn’t like he had to get laid by her. He was only in town for so long though, so it made sense to at least see her, even if it didn’t lead to something more.

In the beginning she even pretended not to be his mother. But now, she did intrigue him, her brazen sexual advances during their texts and calls, how quickly she had succumbed to her desires and need to fuck him. She used to flirt on her calls to his office, and he assumed it was just a cheap sales pitch to get him spending more money through his business. She was relentless in her innuendos and cheek, so he thought he’d push and see what his mother would do if he took her up on her flirts. He sent her a full-body photo of himself, sans head- it was simply too weird to send a pic of his face to his own mother. His erection laying proudly against his belly, it wasn’t like he was going to fire himself for sending porn to suppliers.

He didn’t have to wait long before a short video clip came back to him with text stating, “Oh my god, I’m so wet now. Can you see?”

He had his interest sparked. He opened the clip of her. There she was in the short video pulling her panties away from her pussy, slapping a finger between her pussy lips and strings of her cunt juice, clearly visible between his mother’s pussy and fingers. He had then shared many more videos and filthy text messages during the day and long after her husband had gone to bed.

He swiped his phone open to read the text. “I’m around the corner, sorry.”

Mark felt his cock twinging in his pants. He turned from the doors and headed back to the spot where she would pick him up. He was arriving back as her car pulled up at the customer drop-off point. He looked through the open window and greeted her.

“I’m sorry. I couldn’t get away,” she told him.

“Don’t worry about it; you can make it up to me.” He told her as he opened the door and got into her passenger seat, lighting a cigarette as he closed the door. Thoughts of fucking her in his mind. Instead of driving to the destination previously visited, they went into the shopping mall’s car park. “I fucking hope she isn’t expecting to do shopping.” He thought to himself as she navigated the one-way cement driveway. She drove them down to the multi-story car park’s lower levels and reversed into a parking spot. In front of them was the lower entrance to the mall elevators. Although not busy, Mark could see shoppers pushing trolleys full of items they had purchased. At least twenty or so other vehicles were on the same floor. He started to wonder what her plan was, seeing as how he couldn’t meet her for a coffee, in case they were seen, but could drive and park suspiciously in a mall car park and fuck?

His mother opened the door and got into the back seat. Mark knew the drill from the last meeting and followed her, squashing his cigarette underfoot before getting back into the car.

They never said a word to one another. As soon as he turned to her, her lips were on him, her arms wrapping around him tightly.

Her lust was tangible, a living, breathing entity that was in the air between them. Her mouth was all over his neck, pulling his shirt open with her hands and feeling his firm torso. She had worn similar clothing to the previous meeting as they had arranged, a top that showed her ample cleavage and long skirt for easy access. The only other thing they had agreed on was no underwear. She pulled her mouth away from him.

“Fuck I want you so bad.” She said to him.“I’ve been thinking about you eating my pussy since last week.” “I’ve never cum that quickly with anyone. You’re a pussy licking expert.” Mark’s ego was being stroked as well as his cock. Her hands were feeling his shaft through his pants, rubbing with familiarity, like they had done this every day, not just twice. There was a comfort in each other’s company, but he knew that nothing would ever come from their meetings other than sex and friendship.

t him seeing other women and stop his enjoyment of being polyamorous. Having shared some details of other people he’d met caused a bit of anger in her.

Also, he wouldn’t trust his mom as far as he could throw her. Yes, he would behave if his relationship required it for happiness. He had no issue with that. However, this woman had shown form for having secret affairs and clandestine sex behind her partner’s back. As long as they kept things casual, it could work.

So Mark decided to get back on track, breaking from her hug, and lowered himself to the floor of the car. She pushed her ass forward on the seat, opening her legs to receive him. He rolled her skirt up, pushing his hands on the inside of her thighs until he reached her pussy. Using his thumbs, he teased her lips open, feeling the heat against their tips, the moisture already visible. She had been thinking about meeting him, and her pussy was wet with anticipation for her son.

He moved his face until her thighs framed it and started to eat her cunt, moving one of his hands under her, so he could slip his fingers inside as his tongue pressed her swelling clit. She grabbed hold of the handle at the top of the door, and her other hand grabbed his hair, her hips thrusting as much as they could in the confined space. He could feel the building of his mother’s orgasm as it expanded through her body, the tension in her legs, the sweat against his face as she exerted herself, pushing her body to release for him. He could taste her, how close she was, the waterfall on his tongue, sweet and viscose. Her pussy contracting as his fingers slipped in and out of her tight channel, pushing and pulling like waves inside her.

His mother started to cum on his mouth, her pussy pushing at his fingers and the release of her juices between his fingers. He licked and sucked at her clit, amazed once again how quickly she had hit the peak.

Her hands released his head and pushed at the roof of the car, pushing her hips forward, straining against his mouth.

Then she collapsed, her thighs went limp, and her arms drummed from the roof. Her breathing was hard but steady. He looked up at her, her hair damp and stuck against her forehead. Maybe it would have been a good idea to crack open a window, he had thought. She reached down, pulling him up to sit next to her once more, falling into him in the rear seat. He could smell her perfume as it mixed with the sweat in the air, condensation covered every window, and shoppers outside, seemingly oblivious, silhouetted through the misted glass.

She reached down and unfastened his trousers, unhooking his belt and pulling down the zipper. Her hand reached in and started to stroke him, squeezing his hardness. She pushed his trousers further down, allowing him to part his legs slightly and giving her access to his nuts. His cock slipped between her lips and into her mouth, her tongue swirling over the engorged head. She pulled away to look at it, squeezing his shaft and watching pre-cum rise from the tip like she was getting toothpaste from a tube. “Mmmmm, I’ve wanted to taste this.” She said, licking the bead of clear fluid from him, then sucking at the small hole where it had come from. She moved her mouth slowly away from his cock, a string of pre-cum, stretching from his tip to her mouth, her tongue flicking against her lips and then the head, lapping up his semen.

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