Fu*ck Me Harder: Birthday Trip. EP8

Mom didn"t see me getting naked. She still had her eyes closed. But her moans became more intense and louder as well. She was rocking her hip back and forth. And I was moving my fingers up and down my shaft.

But I couldn"t stay there. I was too horny. I had to get into the other room. I wanted to fuck Mom so bad. But she told me to stay in my room. I hesitated. I thought about the note. She told me to stay in my room, but on the other hand, she told me she would do anything I wanted. So I stood up.

At that time, Mom"s fingers were on the outside of her pussy, massaging her clit again. As I walked through the door, I saw her body in more and more detail. As I approached the bed, Mom must have heard my footsteps, because she opened her eyes and looked at me. But she didn"t say anything. She didn"t ask me to go back into my room. She just looked at me and continued to rub her pussy.

So I moved even closer and then I climbed onto the edge of the bed. I was on my hands and knees when I crawled forward and between Mom"s legs. And then I touched both of her knees with my hands and spread her legs even wider. Then I moved closer. Mom was still rubbing her clit, when the head of my penis touched her pussy lips. Slowly I moved even closer with my body. And then I pushed my dick forward as well. Instantly I felt that Mom was extremely wet. So I pushed the head of my dick all the way into Mom"s pussy.

Mom moaned very loudly. She couldn"t make any noise on the boat, but now, we were alone.

Mom"s pussy felt amazing. She was so wet and warm, I couldn"t take it any longer. Slowly I pushed my entire dick into her. Mom sighed. She still had her fingers on her clit, rubbing it. And then I let my upper body fall forward. I landed on my elbows, but my face was now next to Mom"s. With my dick completely inside her, I paused for a split second. And then Mom whispered:

"What took you so long."

Oh my... Mom didn"t want me to stay on my side of the door at all. She wanted me to come over. She wanted me to fuck her. So I did. I started to move my dick slowly in and out of Mom"s pussy. And then Mom grabbed my ass and rammed her fingernails into my flesh. She wanted me to fuck her faster and harder. So I picked up speed. Mom let her hands glide to the back of my head, let her fingers glide through my hair and wrapped her legs around me. With her heels she pushed my ass down on her, pushing my dick deeper into her pussy.

"Don"t stop... don"t stop... fuck me harder... I"m so close...," Mom panted.

So I fucked her even harder and as a result Mom"s gasped for breath and let out a soft "ah". And then Mom rammed her fingernails into my upper arm and the movement of her hip became slower and slower. And then she lifted her head and kissed me for the first time. She had her lips opened just a little bit and slipped her tongue into my mouth to look for mine. When our lips touched it was an electrifying feeling. So I began to fuck her faster again, but Mom"s pussy was extremely sensitive after her orgasm, so I had to be careful. I could only do long and slow and deep pushes, so it took me a while to reach my own orgasm, but once I came, it was overwhelming. I came so hard that I collapsed onto Mom"s body.

After my orgasm, we didn"t move for a couple of minutes. We just lay there naked and on top of each other. And then Mom said: "Come on honey... I"ll have to take a shower and then I"ll have to pick up your father."

Then she kissed me again very passionately and then we both got up. As Mom walked into the bathroom, I walked through the door connecting our rooms and closed it. I took a shower too and then I accompanied Mom to the canyoning shop to wait for my father.

We didn"t talk much, but we both knew we had to lie to Dad. Mom told him we went shopping the entire time we were alone. And of course Dad told us how great his adventure afternoon was... but all I was thinking was: my day was a lot better... I"m sure of it. And I couldn"t wait for the rest of the vacation.The next three days, after Mom and I had sex in the hotel room while Dad did my canyoning tour, we stayed in the same small village. And there was not a single opportunity for Mom and me to be alone. Dad was always around.

On the one hand I was relieved, because first of all I felt kind of bad for my father. After all I had fucked his wife twice, the week before. And secondly... I still wasn"t sure if it was okay to have sex with my own mother. I mean... every time our bodies touched... on the boat, and on the train, and then in the hotel room... it was amazing... electrifying... but each time afterwards, when I was alone again, I felt bad. I felt weird. I mean I did something that was forbidden on so many levels...

On the other hand though, I felt horny pretty much 24/7. Every time I looked at Mom, I thought about what she looked like naked. I thought about how her skin and body felt. I thought about how her hand and pussy felt around my dick. To make a long story short: it was pretty hard to distract myself and think about normal stuff.

So on the third day after the canyoning incident, I felt pretty relieved that we packed our bags and left the small village. I felt relieved to get away from the hotel, because every time I lay in my bed, I looked at the door that connected my room with Mom and Dad"s room and I thought about watching Mom touch herself and I immediately looked down on the floor to see if there was another note. But there never was another note.

So when I carried my bags to the bus, I never looked back.

Our plan was, to take a bus to the next destination. It wasn"t a bus that was used for public transportation, but a bigger one, used for bus trips and long distance transports. Departure time was 1.a.m. And the arrival time at our new vacation destination was 7.a.m.

When I got to the bus, I was pretty much the last one to arrive. Mom and Dad were already there. When I came out of the hotel, Dad yelled that I should hand my bags over to the bus driver and then both Mom and Dad entered the bus.

So I slowly approached the bus and just put my bags on the ground in front of the bus. Then I slowly went to the front of the bus and got in as well. As I walked up the three steps and slowly walked down the isle, I saw that there were only about eight people on the entire bus. So there were easily fifty or sixty empty seats.

The next thing I noticed, was that every passenger except Mom, Dad and me was about sixty or seventy years old. Plus, of course it was already dark out, so everybody looked pretty tired.

"This is going to be a fun ride", I thought to myself.

A few of the soft lights mounted over the seats were turned on, but other than that, the inside of the bus was pretty dark, too. As I continued to make my way down the isle, I saw that Mom and Dad were sitting in the fourth row. They both looked at me and smiled. Of course they thought that I would probably take the row in front of them or the one right behind them. But I had no intention to do that. So I just nodded down the isle to signal my parents that I would take a seat in the back.

All the other passengers on the bus were sitting pretty much in the front of the bus as well. It was perfect. I walked right to the end of the bus. And then I sat down in the very last row.

The last row was the only one that consisted of five seats. Of course, I took the one right next to the window. So when I sat down, I slid forward to the edge of the seat. I wanted to get as comfortable as possible. I planned on sleeping through the entire ride.

So when I leaned back, I realized that I only saw the top of the heads of the other passengers. Nobody could really see me back there. So at least there was one good thing. Nobody would talk to me the entire ride. Nobody would get on my nerves.

So I took out my iPod turned the music on and closed my eyes. After about ten minutes I felt the bus moving. I opened my eyes for just a second. I couldn"t really see what was going on outside. It was completely dark. I looked to the front of the bus. I didn"t see anybody. So I closed my eyes again. I must have slept for an hour or so... I mean I was never fully asleep, but I dozed off a little bit... when I felt somebody touch my arm.

I opened my eyes and it took me a few seconds to get back to reality. But then I saw that Mom was sitting next to me.

I turned off the music and put the iPod away and then I looked at her. My heart started beating pretty fast right away and I didn"t really know why.

"Your father is asleep."

I didn"t say anything. I knew Dad could sleep everywhere. On a plane. On a train. I wasn"t surprised that he was asleep. But I thought Mom might be asleep by now as well.

"So is everybody else."

I moved back in my chair a little bit to look to the front of the bus. I didn"t even see the top of the heads of the other passengers anymore. I thought they probably slid down from a sitting to a more comfortable position as well.

Then I looked back at Mom.

"Can you see to the front of the bus?"

I nodded. Mom was whispering the entire time. And I didn"t dare to talk. I didn"t really know what to say anyway.

"Watch the isle!"

I nodded for a second time.

And then Mom slipped out of her shoes and put her legs on the seat in the middle of the row. She lay down and a second later her head rested on my upper chest. And then Mom lifted my sweater up... just a little bit.

And another second later, I felt that Mom was working on my pants button. Once it was open, Mom slid down my zipper. Immediately my heart race got even faster than before. I looked down the isle. I didn"t see anybody.

I was wearing a wide boxer shorts underneath my pants. It had another small button which Mom was now working on. Once that button was opened as well, Mom"s hand reached in there.

The second Mom"s fingers touched my dick, I almost jumped to my feet. It was such an electrifying feeling.

But Mom"s fingers didn"t really grab my dick, like she did back on the train. She just took my dick out of my boxers.

So now my dick was out in the open... with Mom"s hand on it... on a bus... with seven or eight other passengers... a bus driver... and my Dad.

My brain was spinning. I thought, there was no chance Mom and I can have sex on this bus. But she wasn"t stroking me either. It was like Mom was just looking at my dick.

Mom still held my dick between her index finger and her thumb, when all of a sudden she slid down further with her entire body. Now her head was resting on my stomach.

And then I felt it. With her index finger and her thumb, Mom pulled on my dick slightly to pull it up in the air and towards her. A second later I could feel her warm breath on the tip of my penis.

Oh my god. Is she really going to do what I think she is?

I had my eyes focused on the isle. I didn"t dare to move.

And then something changed. My penis felt cold since Mom pulled it out of my pants, but now, the tip of my penis felt warm. And then the sensation became even more intense, because I felt Mom"s lips around my shaft. And then I felt Mom"s tongue.

I couldn"t believe it. Mom was actually giving me a blow job right there on the bus.