Shh, Don’t Wake Dad! - a smutty tale by Laura Lovecraft
My awesome friend, porn/erotica writer Laura Lovecraft, has graciously donated two stories for me to post here. This is the second of the two.
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I looked up from playing Angry Birds and noticed we were taking an exit. Pulling my ear buds out, I spoke up from where I was lounging in the back seat.
“Hey, why are we getting off, we just stopped for food a couple hours ago.”
“Just got an alert that there’s a huge accident a few exits from here and the highways’ going to be backed up for miles in a little while.” Dad said as he took a right off the exit.
“There’s no way we’d make grandma’s until late and we don’t want them to stay up so we’re going to stop at a hotel for the night.” Mom added, partially turning in her seat to look at me.
“Better than okay.” Mom peeked at dad, who was focusing on reading the signs as he drove, and gave me a mischievous smile, “Hotels can be a lot of fun!”
She followed that up with a wink and as she turned back to face the road, I smiled, maybe we would have some real fun this trip. Spending a week at my grandparents where we were meeting my uncle Joe and aunt Karen and my cousin Bill was going to be fun in many ways.
But it also meant way too many people in way too few rooms for mom and I to be able to…my phone buzzed in my hand and checking the text I had just gotten from mom made my smile even bigger.
“We’re going to fuck tonight!”
I looked up to see her smiling away in the rearview mirror, but as I thought about it I didn’t see how we could.
“Your father always takes those pills to help him sleep when we go on road trips. After he falls asleep I’ll slip into your room! You’re going to fuck your mom in a hotel!”
I nodded and returned her smile in the mirror, then quickly deleted the texts, knowing she was already doing the same. Mom and I had been fucking for close to a year and a half now. It was easy to remember seeing the first time had been my eighteenth birthday.
I was supposed to have a special night, Cynthia who I had been dating for six months had said she was going to have sex with me and it was going to be both our first times. She ended up breaking up with me days before and I was home and moping.
Mom had asked what was wrong and I told her, including the confession I’d never been with a girl and had no idea how. One thing led to another and next thing I knew it went from mom showing me how to kiss, to her on her knees sucking my cock, then her teaching me how to lick her pussy.
Dad had been working third shift then and as mom spent the night introducing me to her amazing body and showing off everything she knew to make a man happy, she confessed dad rarely had sex with her and between that and his work hours she was lonely and frustrated, but I had made her feel so much better.
Since then we’d continued to have fun and even though she had talked me into dating and eventually sleeping with a couple of girls my age, I could not get enough of my mother. She admitted to me she pushed me to other girls because she didn’t want to feel as if I was only with her because it was the only place I could get sex.
But seeing even after fooling around-and having a pretty decent time-with them, my mother was still the woman I wanted most of all. This was the first road trip we’d taken since we’d been fucking and we’d both been upset it would be over a week that we couldn’t fool around.
With me working and in school and her work and the fact we always had to sneak our time together was getting harder to find as it was, but now a whole week?” But this would be a great way to get the trip started; we could have at least one fun night while we were away.
“Here’s the place we saw from the highway,” Dad pulled into the parking lot of a Marriott, “Hope they have rooms because the next hotel will be on the other side of the traffic.”
“Or we’ll have to back track.” Mom added.
Dad parked near the front door and getting out said, “Just sit tight while I check us in in case the rooms on the other side, no sense in lugging everything around.”
“You’re right.” Mom smiled at him, “Always thinking, Rob, that’s you!”
Dad laughed and as soon as he closed the door mom turned around in her seat to face me.
“And I’m always thinking of my sexy son’s big cock in his mother’s horny pussy.”
“Mom!” I feigned shock, “That anyway for a mother to talk to her son?”
“It is when her son is always trying to fuck her.” She sighed, “God, I loved how you snuck into the shower last weekend!”
“You look good all soapy.” I winked, “You look good all the time, mom, you’re one smoking hot cougar!”
“I’m a horny cougar and I can’t wait for your dad to fall asleep so I can come see you.” She licked her full sensual lips, “After I suck you off, I am going to fuck you on every piece of furniture in that room!”
“Takes the edge off the week at Grandma’s.” I told her.
“Oh, don’t think for a second I won’t find a way for us to be alone, Mark. I’m, not spending a week’s vacation not getting laid,” She sighed, “God knows your father won’t touch me under his mother’s roof.”
“He doesn’t touch you much anyway.” I shrugged.
“True.” She agreed, “But that’s okay, there’s one man in the house that knows what a woman needs.”
Leaning forward in the seat, I brushed a strand of her long black hair from her face and kissed her cheek. “I had a great teacher.”
“You’re so sweet!” She smiled, her deep blue eyes, beaming at me, “That’s why it’s even more fun to be your dirty girl, cause you’re such a sweetie!”
“Hmm, nice guys finish first sometimes.” I joked.
“And good sons get to finish in their mother’s mouths.” She waggled her tongue provocatively at me.
“Dad’s coming.” I leaned back in my seat.
Dad stopped at the car and mom rolled down the window.
“Good news, we got the last room. Guess other people heard about the accident, girl said they’ve rented four room in the last half hour.”
“Great!” Mom said, then paused, “Wait, room, as in one?”
“Yeah, best I could do, Rachel, but it has one double bed and one single.”
“Rob, Mark’s almost twenty, he’s not a kid anymore, it’s a little improper don’t you think?”
“Why, its not like we’ll…” Dad trailed off and glanced at me, “Any other time you got your headphones on.”
“Right, trust me; I don’t want to hear mama drama either.” I cracked at him, hoping mom knew I was kidding and popping the buds back in turned my attention back to the phone.
I shut the music off and feigned interest in the phone as I listened to them talk, meanwhile my prior excitement had faded, no mom tonight. Well she had said she would try and get us time alone somehow at grandma’s.
“What do you want to do Miranda? Sit through five hours of traffic?”
“We could go back a few miles.” Mom suggested.
“We could, but think we’re the only ones that got that alert? People miles behind us are going to do the same thing, stop for a night. I took the room already because I didn’t want to lose it while we talked about it.”
“I guess you’re right, but it’s just…” Out of the corner of my eye I saw mom make a show of looking back as if to make sure I wasn’t listening. “The rest of the week is at your mothers so when you said hotel I thought maybe, you know. I did pack something fun.”
“Rachel how old are you, nineteen?”
“How old are you, ninety?”
“I’m not going to argue about that again.” He rolled his eyes, “We have to share the room with Mark so keep the fun packed up and wear something appropriate.”
“They have a pool.” Dad offered, “We can at least go swimming.”
“You’re right, Rob.” Mom conceded, “It’s a good move and silly me thinking about you and I for a minute.”
“Tell you what.” Dad lowered his voice, but I could still make out his words. “On the way home, we’ll stop off, get two rooms and you and I will have a great night, alone.”
“I’d like that.” Mom said. “Thank you.”
“Okay, well let’s get inside. Mark!” He yelled.
I jumped as if he had startled me and removed the headphones.
“Come on, help me grab the bags.”
“Sure.” I nodded, while looking down at the text mom had just sent, “I’m still going to fuck you tonight!”
*****
I lay there trying to focus on the on the Stephen King book I’d brought with me, but all I could think of was my mother and how damn horny I was. One was a direct result of the other as I had just come back from the pool with a sandwich I had grabbed from the Subway across the street while they had come back here to change and get dinner in the hotel restaurant.
The hour by the pool had been excruciating. Mom, much to dad’s dismay, had run down the street to the local mall and bought a bikini that was pretty damn revealing. It was black which looked damn good on her fair skin, and the top barely contained her tits.
Mom wasn’t that big on top, but neither was the bikini, it left the inner half of her perky tits exposed and was tight enough that her nipples were visible on several occasions when she had slipped into cold water of the pool.
The bottom wasn’t a whole lot more than a thong and as I sat there with my eyes half open pretending to doze in a lounge chair, I saw several women pointing at my mother with looks of disapproval on their faces.
The hottest thing about the bikini is I know she bought it for me. Mom knew damn well her son was sitting there staring hungrily at her scantily clad body. Mom’s chest was on the smaller side, but her long legs and tight little ass were to die for and being that she was tall and slender, her smaller titties looked perfect on her.
She’d made a show of bending over repeatedly in front of me. To dad, who was right there, he figured she was doing the right thing. Not showing off her ass to the several guys who had been checking her out.
Little did he know she was showing it off to the person who’d gotten quite a bit of that hot little body and always looking for more. Mom had dove in several times and swum the length of the pool, always to pop out in front of me to give me a good look at the water glistening on her body and her long black hair plastered to her skin.
I kept thinking back to our pool at home and how when the neighbors were away, she would take her top off for me, and how many times we had fucked in that pool, a couple of times with dad in the house, working on the computer, oblivious as always, while his wife got what she needed from his son.
I sighed and putting the book down reached over to shut off the small reading lamp I’d been using. The room was still dimly lit from the bathroom light mom had asked to leave on with the door partway shut so we could see if we needed to get up in the middle of the night.
My cock was semi hard and I thought about jerking off. Although mom had made a bold promise that we would still fool around tonight, it hadn’t happened. After the pool, mom and dad had gone downstairs to eat at the hotel restaurant and I’d walked to the plaza across the street and grabbed a sandwich from subway.
When they came back, there was no chance as dad was only in the bathroom a couple of minutes to change into a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt. There was no time to even think about trying anything, but mom managed to tease me, lifting her skirt up and wiggling her sweet little ass at me.
She’d only been wearing a skimpy red thong and from across the room pulled it down, giving me a peek at her pussy from between her thighs. She had turned around and spread it open for me, her purple finger nail rubbing her clit.
She let the skirt fall when dad came out of the room as she stuffed the thong into the laundry bag she’s brought in. Mom had walked by me and I’d whispered, “Cock tease.” She had stopped and under the guise of kissing me on the cheek, said softly in my ear, “Who says?”
She’d gone into the bathroom and emerged in a cute pink nightshirt that was snug enough to hug her hips and expose the fact she wasn’t wearing a bra. The shirt was low enough to cover her ass, but not by much as when she accidentally on purpose dropped her clothes she flashed me her bare ass as she faced dad, who was already on the bed engrossed in TV.
He was so deep into the movie he didn’t seem to be aware mom’s nipples were prominently displayed in the shirt or how short it was or I was sure he would say something. Mom had slid in next to him on the side of the bed facing me and laying on her side, gave me a wink, pushed her lips into a phantom kiss and closed her eyes. I’d spent the last hour trying to read as Dad channel surfed, and then began snoring.
Mom sat up long enough to shut the TV off then, resumed sleeping. I was wearing a t-shirt that was bugging the shit out of me as I usually slept in just my boxers, but couldn’t exactly do that with mom here, well at least not with dad here too.
I gave up on the idea of jerking off and with one last longing look at my mother sleeping peacefully not eight feet away from me, I sighed and closing my eyes, let my mind drift.
I jerked my eyes open and turning my head saw mom staring at me, when she saw me looking, she pushed the covers down and my eyes widened when I saw she had pulled the nightshirt up over her tits.
Mom’s tits were adorable; small, but round, firm and with delicious looking little pink nipples that were currently hard and begging to be sucked. With a sly smile, mom ran her hands over them, squeezing and fondling them, before caressing her nipples with her fingernails.
There was more than enough light from the bathroom to see her and my already hard cock was aching beneath the covers as she continued to tease her son by playing with her tits. Mom then slid her foot up on the bed so her leg was bent and slipped her hand between her thighs.
I stared in surprise as my mother played with herself while she was literally next to my father. Dad had his back to her and his breathing was slow and deep, with an occasional snore mixed in, but still he was right there.
Mom brought her hand up to her mouth and with a smile, sucked her fingers into her mouth.
“Oh, really?” Mom mouthed then slipping the covers off, sat up and swung her legs off the bed.
She pulled the shirt down in the back, but in front it was pulled up to her waist. Spreading her legs, she went back to stroking her pussy. I suppose if dad turned around all he would see is her back, but again, I couldn’t believe how bold she was being!
“Want this?” She mouthed the words slowly as she spread her pink lips wide and slipped a finger inside.
I nodded and standing up, mom walked over to my bed. I thought she would stop on the side where her back would be to dad, but instead she walked around it to my left so she was facing their bed.
Mom reached up to release her long black hair from the bun she had tied it in to sleep and leaning over the bed, pulled her shirt up, quickly flashing her tits. I sat up and tried to grab them, but with a smile, she pulled the shirt back down.
She gave me a push, causing me to lie back against the pillows and leaning over the bed, kissed me. I moaned into her kiss when her hand slid under the covers and into the loose pajama pants I was wearing, to find my cock, wrapping her slender fingers around it and slowly pumping it
I put my hand on her back and running it down to the curve of her ass, slipped it beneath the shirt. Mom sighed as I fondled her ass, and then found her very wet pussy with my fingers. I worked them through the wet folds of her pussy and her breath caught when I rubbed them across her swollen clit.
I eased my fingers back down and mom groaned into my mouth when I pushed two of them inside. God, she was wet! Mom’s tongue entered my mouth, but only briefly before she broke off our kiss and stared across me to where dad was sleeping.
Keeping her eyes on him, she pumped my cock harder and with her free hand pushed the covers down, then my pants. I tried to sit up, but she was leaning over me, her hard nipples poking into my side.
Mom stroked my cock in full view of the bathroom light and even though I knew I should be telling her to stop so we didn’t get caught, but her stroking me felt amazing. Mom herself was working her hips into my fingers and breathing hard over me.
Speaking of hard, my cock felt as if it were going to pop in her hand and I realized part of why I was so excited was the thrill of what we were doing. Still keeping her eyes up, mom kissed my neck, pulled my t-shirt up and trailed her lips slowly down my chest and stomach.
She took my cock into her mouth so quickly I gasped and she covered my mouth with her hand. She kept her hand there as she took me deep into her warm wet mouth and bobbed her head, blowing me with my damn father snoring in the next bed!
I groaned into her hand as she sucked me, all the while with her eyes on dad. Usually when mom blew me she was kneeling or lying between my legs, or sometimes a sixty nine. Right now she was leaning across me, taking my cock into her mouth from a side angle and it felt amazing.
She bobbed her head faster and releasing my cock, cupped my balls, caressing them with her nails. I put my thumb on her clit and mom whimpered softly and closed her legs, pinning my hand between her thighs.
Mom worked her soft lips all the way down my hard shaft and swirled her tongue around the base of my cock while shaking her head. I brushed her long hair from her face and held it over her head so I could watch her suck my cock in the dim light of the room.
Mom held me deep a moment longer then sucked me so fast I cried out into her hand. Returning the favor I moved my thumb faster around her clit and worked my fingers into her pussy as much as I could at the awkward angle.
She had her lips wrapped tightly around my now slick cock and her tongue was pressed to my shaft as she sucked me faster and deeper, taking me all the way down each time her head descended.
Mom still had her eyes fixed across the room, but mine were on her, on the always incredible sight of my mother devouring my cock. My hips were rocking as she continued to blow me as if there was nothing unusual about where we were or who was in the room.
Mom’s hips were moving as well and her pussy contracting tightly around my fingers. I moved my thumb faster and she whimpered loudly around my cock. Removing my cock from her mouth, she looked at me, a mixture of spit and pre cum drooling down her chin and breathed, “This is such a tease!”
Mom stood up and taking the two steps over to the bathroom door; shut the light off. The room was submerged into total darkness and I grunted in surprise when I felt mom’s hand on my leg. Her hand quickly found my cock and a moment later I moaned when it was back in her mouth.
She worked her mouth along my cock several times before removing it and placing her hands on my chest. The bed shifted as she got onto it and I jumped when she swung her leg over me and sat down across my waist.
I felt the heat of her wet pussy on my stomach as she straddled and slid her knees up under my arms. A moment later I gasped, but it was muffled by the fact she had shoved her pussy in my face.
As shocked as I was, I still eagerly pushed my tongue out, flicking it across her wet flesh. Mom leaned forward, pressing her pussy against my face and rocked back and forth. I kept my tongue rigid, letting her work her pussy on it and bringing my hands up, slid them under her night shirt and fondled her tits.
Mom released a soft moan in the darkness above me as I cupped her small firm tits and my thumbs found her hard nipples. She worked her hips faster and in small circles, grinding her pussy into my tongue.
I longed to be able to see her above me, imagining the look of lust on her face as she rode her son’s tongue with her husband sleeping soundly in the next bed. But I could feel her and taste her and I had to admit in a way it being so dark I could barely make her body above me was a turn on of its own.
I relaxed, knowing if dad were to open his eyes he wouldn’t be able to make out much more than shadows. Right now mom’s shadow was rocking back and forth, as she worked my tongue inside her hot little slit.
She moved up and down, letting me fuck her with my tongue before working her hips back until my tongue was directly on her clit. She remained still and I sucked her swollen button into my mouth while squeezing her nipples harder.
Mom was breathing hard above me and tightened her thighs around my head while pushing her slit harder onto my tongue. I heard a click and flinched when the small reading lamp was turned on. Mom angled it away from the bed towards the wall, but it still gave more than enough light to see her above me.
I turned my head to the side, smearing her pussy against my cheek and whispered, “Dad.”
Mom smiled down at me and shrugged, then leaning over whispered, “I want to see my son while I sit on his face, don’t worry, just be quiet.” She sat back up on me and put her hands over mine through the shirt, pressing them into her tits.
As she had when she was blowing me she had her head turned to the side watching for dad, then would glance down to where her son’s face was buried in her pussy. Mom moved her hips harder, pushing down on my tongue and leaning forward, she grabbed the head board, gripping it tightly as she worked her hips faster, sliding her clit along my tongue.
“Yes.” She whispered, “Faster, lick it faster.” She sucked her lower lip into her mouth and her thighs trembled against my shoulders as I moved my tongue as fast as I could.
“Oh.” Mom sighed, her eyes widening.
Reaching down, she grabbed the extra pillow on my bed and placing it against the wall leaned her face into it. She released a muffled cry into it and I gasped when she clamped her thighs tightly around my head.
Mom whimpered into the pillow as her hips ground into my face while I kept my tongue swirling around her clit. I continued to play with her nipples and my cock bobbed between my legs, throbbing with excitement as my mother came in my face.
Mom moaned into the pillow one last time, then eased her pussy from my sticky face. She continued to slide backwards and after a quick look over at the other bed, she reached back, grabbed my cock and holding it still, drove her pussy down onto it.
My cry of surprised pleasure might have been enough to wake dad, had she not quickly put her hand over my mouth again. Mom held me still, my cock nestled inside her warm, tight pussy, then began rocking her hips, slowly riding me.
Her night shirt was down over her hips and he had grabbed the covers, drawing them up to my waist. She didn’t need to tell me that if she moved I would have to quickly pull the covers as she hopped off the bed.
I once against slid my hands up her shirt, fondling her tight little tits as she rode me faster, now moving her hips up and down and working me in and out of her amazing pussy. I moved my hips in time with hers, thrusting my cock upwards into her descending pussy and mom’s eyes rolled back as she rode her son’s hard cock.
She kept looking over at dad, but at this point I wasn’t even thinking about him, all I was thinking about was how good my mother not only felt, but looked riding me. I’d have loved her to be naked, but again this was kind of a thrill as well. Hell, I was fucking my mother, how much kinkier could we be?
Mom was moaning softly and bracing her hands on my chest, fucked me harder, her hips pumping up and down, her hot wet pussy working her son’s cock. I moved my own hips as fast as I could manage, knowing we really couldn’t take too long, but with her sitting on me I couldn’t fuck her all that hard.
I moaned and strained to fuck her harder and with a smile, mom lowered herself down on top of me, and placing her lips to my ear, said softly, “Go ahead, baby, fuck me, fuck me nice and hard until you cum.”
I wrapped my arms around her slender waist and fucked her as hard as I dared. Mom had her head turned towards dad for a moment, then burying her face in my neck moaned as I drove my cock into her.
“Told you, I’d fuck you.” Mom whispered, “Look at us, Mark, fucking with your dad right there. He’s sleeping away while his wife’s getting a good hard fucking from her son.”
I moaned louder and mom returned her hand over my mouth.
“Fuck me.” She breathed in my ear, “Fuck your mother, your nasty mother who’ll suck her son’s cock and ride him while her husband’s sleeping. This is what I need, baby. You’re what I need! Now give your mother what she wants, give me that nice big….hmmm!”
Mom’s hand once again saved us from being caught as I cried out into it while my cock erupted into my mother’s pussy. I continued to fuck her, thrusting my deep into her pussy and shooting my cum deep inside her.
“Oh, yes.” Mom purred, “All of it, baby, fill my pussy, send mommy to sleep with a big smile and a nice hot load of her son’s cum!”
I whimpered softly as my balls emptied into her now sopping messy pussy and with a sigh I stopped fucking her and kissing her cheek, whispered, “Love you, mom.”
“Love you too.” She kissed me softly and gently eased my dripping cock from inside her.
She swung her leg over me and now sitting on the side of the bed, pulled the covers over my cock and smiled, “See? No cock tease.”
I sat up and putting my arms around her, kissed her neck and spoke softly in her ear.
“That was fucking crazy, mom.”
“Crazy, but hot.” She laughed softly, “Be honest, that turned you on didn’t it? Fucking me with your father right there.”
“I can’t believe he didn’t wake up.” I shrugged, “I know those pills help him sleep, but that deep?”
Mom grinned, “One wouldn’t, but two would.”
“Oh, they won’t hurt him, and they helped us.” Kissing me, mom got up and walking back over to her bed and slid under the covers next to my father.
She closed her eyes as if nothing had happened and I shut the light off, laying there replaying the incredible scene with my mother. It was late and now that my cock was spent and I was satisfied, I closed my eyes and with a sigh, began to drift into sleep.
I jumped when my phone vibrated on the night stand next to me, lighting up to display I had a text. I picked it up and saw the text was from mom.
“I can feel your cum oozing out of my pussy.” A moment later she sent me a second text.
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