For some reason, Hanna was more concerned about what she wore under her sneaky outfit than the outfit itself. Much of her extra weight had settled in her hips and tits. Her breasts had started out as C’s when her and Don had first married, but by the time her last child, Pete, had stopped nursing, they had ballooned into enormous, veiny, sagging E’s that she tried to keep contained in cheap sports bras. She had tried more expensive, custom jobs, but they never lasted long as she liked, and as her self-confidence ebbed, so had her desire to care about her overall appearance. She hated how the bra just ended up creating one huge mono-boob that only just barely outpaced her growing belly, but she took a little solace that even with a big belly, wide hips and a moob, her tits still caught the occasional eye.
Tonight, she picked her newest one out of the stretched elastic wasteland that served as her bra drawer. It tended to hold her flatter and had several strategically placed see-thought mesh panels that would certainly be eye catching if she ever dared to wear it without a coverup. She slipped her only sexy panties over her wide hips, they were kind of thong-y, half lace boy-shorts than would fit comfortably under her leggings.
Pete had been a bit cagey earlier when Hanna’d asked him how late he’d be working tonight.
“I dunno Ma,” Pete spitballed. “I thought I heard someone saying we’d be unloading a truck tonight. So don’t wait up for me, kay?”
“Okay,” she’d replied. “Have fun then!” she said with a smile, garnering her a sideways look from Pete.
Hanna had showered, put on her favorite perfume, the one that reminded her of when she was a teenager, dressed and had even made herself up just a little. As she looked in the mirror, she was surprised at the lady who was looking back!
Her dull red, lackluster hair actually had a rather bright shite to it. It lay in gentle waves to her shoulders and there was a gleam in her usually lifeless hazel eyes. And yes, yes there was a rosy glow in her cheeks! She… looked, I dunno… happy.
“What am I doing?” she asked herself for the millionth time.
“I haven’t been this excited about anything in years!” she mused.
Hanna headed downstairs to wait for the tell-tale sounds of Pete leaving the house.
“The little bastard didn’t even bother to say goodbye!” she grumbled as she heard his door slam.
She scooted out the door when she saw his taillights diminishing in the distance. As she raced the minivan to follow, she forgot how ridiculous she would appear to anyone else. A fat middle-aged woman following her adult son late into the night with some unexpressed goal. Her middle-class minivan was her anonymous pursuit vehicle, blending into the background traffic, the former soccer mom, flushed with excitement as she chased her impossible, implausible fantasy.
Soon, she was pulling into the parking lot of the adult bookstore, choosing a spot around the side a bit where she could watch the entrance and maybe walk away from the store without facing the parking lot. She immediately spotted Pete’s car as she was parking when she saw him get out and head for the door dressed in black skinny jeans and a black hoodie with the hood on, his breath creating clouds in the frigid air.
The front door hadn’t yet shut behind him when Hanna jumped out and scurried to the door to follow. Taking a deep breath of cool air, she pulled the door open and slipped in.
Hanna flinched as hot, stuffy air hit her in the face, they had the heat going full blast! She immediately began to sweat as she surveyed her surroundings, trying to get her bearings. The shop was lit by numerous LED strips, white above the aisles, pink, purple and blue alternated around the rest of the store, in the corners, under the shelves and around several displays.
The young-ish girl behind the counter eyed her from underneath layers of punk-goth make-up. When she made eye contact and smiled a little, Hanna approached her.
“Lookin’ for anythin’ in partic’ler ma’am?” she asked, standing and straightening her black latex bustier and jet-black bangs.
“Did you see a tall man, black jeans and black hoodie, come in?” Hanna asked nervously.
The clerk’s small smile spread wide, making deep smile lines in her pale face, she gave Hanna another, more thorough once-over before replying, “Yes’m, I buh-leive he headed back there, around to the right,” indicating a hallway at the back of the store.
“Thank you!” Hanna gushed, happy to have found a friendly face in this foreign territory.
“Yer welcome! Please, let me know if you need ANYTHING else!” the clerk positively purred, leaning forward on the counter and swaying her hips a little.
A little part of Hanna’s mind was still replaying that little exchange in her mind as she made her way past shelves of DVDs, magazines and costumes. Her heart fluttered a little when she realized the clerk may have been hitting on her, but she concentrated on her mission of getting to the back of the store without making eye contact with anyone else.
Regardless of her “invisible” disguise, the gazes of almost everyone in the store were tracking her progress toward the back hall. Single women were relatively rare, and they tended to stay near the front of the store where the owners wisely chose to put the items that would most interest them. Hanna didn’t notice several men slowly start to head in the same direction.
As Hanna got to the back hall she slowed and kind of peered around the corner, just catching a glimpse of Pete disappearing into one of ten doors on the left. After the door closed, she slowly walked toward it. Looking at the door, it had an “occupied” sign integrated above the doorknob, much like a port-a-john.
The door to the left of Pete’s was also occupied, but the one to the right displayed “vacant.” Hanna opened the vacant door, peeking inside, not noticing several men at the end of the hallway, watching to see if she’d go in.
She wasn’t surprised at the room behind the door, by this time she’d seen enough videos of similar booths to know what to expect. She entered and immediately locked the door behind her. As she was orienting herself, she could hear another door close to her right and the sound of a video starting in the booth where Pete was.
She understood she needed to queue up a video as long as she was in here. Hanna fished a $10 bill from her bra, she had determined not to be encumbered by a purse on this excursion, and fed the machine. She looked around, pleasantly surprised at the relatively clean and brightly-lit room while attempting to select a video with only half her mind.
The walls were white and shiny, not even four feet apart, the floor was covered in institutional tile, and the ceiling was black. There was a sturdy looking plastic and metal chair and several hooks on the back of the door. Lastly, there were four, round, blue plastic covers on the walls, two on each side covering what she knew were holes into the adjacent booths. One was a little higher than the other. At this point she judged that she was in a pretty nice gloryhole.
Her heart skipped a beat when she heard the cover on Pete’s side being opened, but was surprised to see her side still closed.
“There must be covers on both sides, oh, that’s nice!’ she commented to herself aloud, causing her to laugh at herself.
As she positioned the chair near Pete’s wall, she heard a cover open on the other side and was glad she had her own covers. Urging her heart to beat slower, she got real close to the upper cover and began to minutely slide the round plastic cover clock-wise, trying to get the barest sliver to peer through.
Fuuuuuuuuuuuck! Hanna’s mind screamed to itself. Pete’s room was also brightly lit and she could see him clearly, just now getting on his knees in front of a fully erect penis and balls protruding from the opposite wall. Her son, her baby boy, was wearing the black, lacey, half-cupped bra she had found the night before along with garters, nylons and black, lacy thong panties.
She could sort of see his face, it was mostly turned away from her, but under his wild black hair, she could tell he had eyeshadow and eye-liner on with little cat-tails or wings at the sides. His lipstick was a dark, dark, red, almost black. Hanna could barely breath, he was so BEAUTIFUL her heart ached!
She watched in slow motion as her son grasped the seemingly giant cock in his left hand and turned his head sideways, opening his gorgeous mouth and extending his tongue to begin lapping and the tight nut-sack.
“Oooooooh,” Hanna sighed, finally letting herself to submit to the moment, the experience, the excitement she had craved for so long.
Letting go felt so good, it echoed and amplified the desire building between her legs and made her dizzy. Without a second thought, she unzipped and tossed her sweat jacket aside, standing to peel her leggings off, stumbling and having to catch her balance against the walls when they tangled on her shoes.
“Damn! I’m an idiot!” she cursed herself aloud. Kicking off her shoes, she rid herself of the leggings and sat back down in only her bra and panties to resume watching her son worship the cock in the wall.
She had bumped the cover, opening it a bit more when she had stumbled, but Pete didn’t seem to have noticed. His back was to her completely now as he bobbed his head forward and back on the stranger’s cock, his right hand was clearly stroking his own, but Hanna couldn’t see anything.
“Oh god,” she moaned, reaching between her own legs to start pressing against her damp slit through the panties.
Pete turned sideways a little to glance in her direction out of the corner of his eye, the hard cock tenting his cheek outward. He finally gave Hanna what she craved for, turning his body sideways and spreading his knees.
“Ooooooh, oh YES!” Hanna cried in a husky voice, clearly heard by Pete who smiled while running his lips up and down the side of the fleshly shaft.
There, standing proud and erect, was her son’s wonderful, beautiful, gorgeous, delicious penis. It reminded her a lot of her husband’s beautiful cock, but Pete’s was a bit thinner and longer. The shaft was almost straight, somewhat pale and topped with a bright pink bullet-shaped head. Her son had pulled the panties aside, letting his cock and balls free, he was completely hairless! Oh god, he was so beautiful, Hanna thought to herself.
Pete slowly stroked his cock for his unknown audience and spit several times into his free hand to begin furiously stroking the strange cock while licking the tip over and over.
Hanna had unconsciously scooted to the edge of her seat and spread her legs wide, one hand pulling her own panties aside, the other had begun to plunge two fingers into her hole while her thumb flicked back and forth across her swollen clit. Her juices had begun to drip on the floor and she had to quickly kick her discarded clothing aside to prevent getting them wet. She grabbed the bottom of one side of her bra, yanking it out and over, spilling her left tit onto her belly. She grasped the gumdrop-sized nipple and began tugging on it.
The show on the other side of the hole was reaching its climax as Pete turned his full attention to the cock he was servicing. His hand pumped and twisted on the shaft while he earnestly bobbed his mouth on the end and Hanna was rewarded by the sight of white cream oozing from the corners of her son’s lips. She could hear the stranger’s groans as Pete withdrew his mouth, licking his lips and proceeded to milk the rest of the semen onto his sculpted belly and cock, using the donated cum to stroke his own penis.
“Uh! Ugh! Oh, oh god, oh god, uh, oh god!” Hanna cried as her own orgasm overtook her. Her fingers plunged in and out of her gushing hole, her juices now splattering on the floor in time to her thrusting hand.
Hanna was startled from her dazed state by a quiet knocking from the wall opposite of her son’s. She had apparently done more when she stumbled earlier, and had knocked the upper cover on this wall entirely aside. She had just given a complete stranger a front row seat to her masturbating! Now, there was a rather stubby looking cock sticking through the hole, begging for her attention.
Her shock only lasted a moment as the burning desire in her brain and loins drew her to the fat cock like a moth to flame. It wasn’t so much stubby as it was wide. The fat head protruded from her chubby fist as she wrapped her hand around it and began to stroke it, her fingertips not meeting on the other side. She leaned forward, giving the light brown cock a good sniff and smelling only soap and a hint of muskiness, before deciding it was clean enough to taste.
She had just given the pudgy member a few experimental licks when she heard a light scratching coming from the cover to Pete’s room. Oh shit, she thought, wanting to open the cover with every fiber of her being, but retaining enough sense of mind to not automatically comply. With a quick decision, she flicked the light switch off and swiped her hand across Pete’s cover, moving it aside, all the while stroking the dick in her hand.
She quickly turned back to the task literally at hand, afraid of how much she wanted to be waiting with her mouth open behind the other hole. She sucked the fat dick into her mouth, bumping her nose lightly on the wall as she stretched her lips around the wide base. After a few bobs she could taste the sweet and bitter pre-cum and she popped her mouth off and used her spit to continue to stroke the hot flesh and dared to look over at the hole in the other wall.
She had expected to see Pete’s gorgeous cock, but instead a different, puzzling sight awaited her. Pete had backed up to the hole and was spreading his ass cheeks, holding the thong aside. Hanna was totally mesmerized by the sight of her son’s pink, puckered asshole winking at her!
She easily reached across the small room, hesitantly reaching into the hole in the wall, before gently running her fingers down between his cheeks, adoring the sensation of his crinkled sphincter under her fingertips.
She began massaging on and around his asshole with her fingertips when she felt him grasp her hand with his, the next thing she felt was his mouth sucking and licking her fingers.
“Mmm, oh god,” she breathed, and leaving her fingers in her son’s mouth, turned and began face fucking her pudgy friend with a vengeance!
She heard the stranger slap the wall just before his cum began pouring into her mouth, it was filled in an instant and it spurt out around the fat pole wedged between her lips, even as she popped off the engorged organ, it continued to spew semen on her face and chest.
Hanna choked and gagged on the stranger’s cum before managing to swallow some and spit the rest out, great gobs of it drooling off her chin onto, and into her bra. The whole time Pete was still sucking her fingers, one, two, three and even four at a time!
The stranger’s dick had disappeared into the hole and the cover slid into place and, as she turned her attention to Pete’s mouth making love to her hand, he stopped. Her son didn’t let go of her hand though, instead, he turned around and positioned Hanna’s hand against his eager asshole. He made her point one finger and wasted no time inserting it into himself.
“Oh fuck,” Hanna squeaked as her son’s warm asshole enveloped her finger in a hot, tight embrace.
He fucked himself with the one finger for a minute before withdrawing and extending two of Hanna’s fingers and began wrapping his asshole around them both. Hanna was enthralled with the odd and extremely erotic process of her son fucking himself with her fingers.
Behind her, she had left her side of the hole open, and she didn’t notice when the room’s occupants swapped out, but she did notice the uninvited hand on her ass! She jumped involuntarily before she understood what had happened.
She heard her son cry out in a feminine little yelp as her hand jammed forward with her reaction to the hand on her ass. He had just been trying to jam three of her fingers into his ass when she rammed them in to the hilt!
“Oh yes!” Pete exclaimed. “You’re a dirty mommy, aren’t you?”
Hanna froze for a second, her blood turning to ice in her veins thinking she had been discovered. Her son Pete hadn’t skipped a beat though, and had begun to eagerly ram his ass backward onto her three fingers, stretching his pretty pink asshole.
The stranger’s dark brown hand on her ass had found the top of her panties and was now attempting to pull them down over her fat ass. She overcame her frozen state and began to help pull her own panties off and step out of them, all the while Pete rode her fingers like a pornstar. The previous man’s semen continued to drip from her face and chest, falling with thick splats on the bare floor and onto the pile of her clothes.
The new stranger’s hand had withdrawn and Hanna watched in awe as a monstrous cock emerged from the hole. It was at least the size of her son’s largest dildo, the one she had dubbed Excalibur. Her mouth watered at the thought of stretching her lips around this one! With her whole hand in Pete’s room, she couldn’t quite reach it with her face, but she eagerly began to stroke it with her free hand.
Her hand looked like tiny child’s stroking it as she strained her neck and reached for it with her mouth. She grasped the end and pulled herself to it, feeling her fingers slipping out of her son’s ass in the adjacent room. She had just got her lips wrapped around the tip and was licking the pre-cum out of the hole with the tip of her tongue when she felt her fingers slip completely out of Pete. It was but a moment before she felt her dirty boy’s mouth engulf her fingers once again!
It only lasted a minute though and she soon felt him release her hand and she could see him kneel in front of a new cock presented him through the opposite wall.
Hanna found herself mirroring her son’s actions as she watched him through the open portal. He began by licking and sucking the stranger’s balls, so Hanna fell to it in her own room, addressing herself to the massive testicles hanging loosely beneath the gigantic man meat in her hands. She only paused long enough to finally remove her bra all the way, spilling her other breast out onto her belly and smearing cum from the bra into her hair as she struggled to peel it off over her head.
She positively worshiped the large brown penis with her hands, mouth, lips and tongue. She’d frequently peer into the next room to see what her son was doing, trying to emulate him. She was swirling her hand over and around her new, brown Excalibur and smearing her lips back and forth along the shaft when she saw Pete stand up, turn around, bend over and back up against the stranger’s dick.
Oh fuck, this is it, she thought. Unfortunately, she was so short, when she backed up to the hole, Excalibur could barely reach the top of her ass and definitely did not bend in the right direction. It took her a second to remember the lower hole, and she quickly opened her side and backed up against it. She lined up perfectly with the shorter hole and was swiftly rewarded when she felt several fingers begin playing with her large labia and erect clit.
“Can I eat you?” a quiet bass voice asked from behind her ass.
“Yes,” she hissed. “Please!”
Hanna felt a wide tongue begin lapping at her juicy slit, parting her fat lips and dipping into her vaginal canal. She felt her pussy begin clenching and opening in response to the incredibly erotic situation. In front of her, as she was bent over and leaning on the chair, she was finally witnessing her son getting fucked in the ass while at the same time, some random stranger was covering his face with her juices as he dove tongue first into her long neglected snatch.
The owner of Excalibur had settled in sucking on her enormous clit like the tiny cock it resembled and suddenly the situation, the visual of her son and the sucking on her clit sent her over the edge. She locked her legs so she wouldn’t collapse and trembled and shook as her pussy gushed onto the stranger’s face. Reluctantly looking away from her son getting railed, she looked back between her sagging, swaying udders, past her jiggling belly and could see her juices running down the wall between her legs.
“You can fuck me now,” she quietly instructed, being careful not to let Pete hear her voice.
She soon felt Excalibur’s gigantic head probing between her swollen lips, finding the hot center of her being like an enormous blind worm. She felt it settle in and lodge itself in the narrow entrance of her under-used vagina. He began to gently thrust against her resisting walls, slowly stretching her wider and wider.
“Uh. Uh. Uuuugh!” Hanna fixed her eyes on her son’s hard dick swaying beneath him a few feet away on the other side of the wall as she concentrated on the pleasurable pain between her legs. Her son opened his eyes at the sound of her voice.
“Oh yeah, take that dick mommy!” he called out, encouraging her.
Hanna watched as pre-cum began dripping from her son’s dick in long clear strings and gathered her courage. Each time Excalibur pushed against her tight hole, she allowed herself to be pushed away from the wall a little further. Finally, as she felt him thrusting again, she slammed herself backwards, impaling herself on that monstrous cock, feeling it collide against her cervix inside her, the walls of her pussy screaming in a cacophony of pain and pleasure!
“Aaaaaaauuuuuuugh! Oh, oh, oh GOD!” she screamed.
Her son’s eye grew wide at her primal scream and his beautiful cock began jumping and recoiling, blasting the floor underneath him with splattering jets of semen.
Her reaction to his orgasm was to cause her own to cascade through her body, the cock behind her was so tight in her hole that she could feel her cum swelling inside, kept from release by the dam of cock buried between her cheeks!
Her son pulled himself off the strangers cock and spun around just in time to catch the stranger’s first shots of cum, pumping the cock onto his own genitals, painting them with the stranger’s semen. When he had milked out the last drop, he got on his knees and sucked the softening dick into his mouth, cleaning it thoroughly even as his own cock and balls were dripping cum onto the floor beneath him.
Hanna had unconsciously been bouncing lightly on Excalibur during her orgasm, moving more and more each time, the vast reservoir of her juices in her pussy beginning to leak out to lubricate the massive shaft. She heard the stranger groan in pleasure and continued to stroke him with more enthusiasm, drawing her pussy along the shaft in ever faster movements. Sliding until just the tip remained in, then swiftly plunging backward until the head rammed against her uterus.
“I’m. Gunna. Cum,” the deep baritone voice declared.
Hanna pulled herself off the giant cock and all her juices burst out in a sudden flood, splashing around the room in and arc as she spun around to receive Excalibur’s blessing in her open mouth!
One, two, three… six, seven… ten, sprays of thin, white, watery semen splashed across the back of her throat, filling her mouth until she directed it across her closed lips, her cheeks and tits. She continued to stroke the giant thing with two hands, milking the last bit onto her round belly. When Excalibur withdrew back into the hole from whence it came, she weakly closed both holes on her side and collapsed on the floor, melting into a deeply satisfied, buzzing puddle of glowing flesh.
“Psst, you still there?” Pete whispered into her alcove, an undetermined amount of time had passed as she has lay there.
Hanna slowly rose to a kneeling position, slipping a bit in the extensive film of body fluids coating the floor. She approached the hole as near as she dared, hoping her son couldn’t see her face, half illuminated by the glow from the porn playing on the screen. She could see his flushed cheeks and his smoky eyes peering through a curtain of his now matted hair. She couldn’t think of what to say, but instead, used her hands to scrape and gather the cooling semen off her face, chest and tits into a puddle in her hand, she then put it through the hole in the wall, offering it to her son.
She nearly swooned when she felt her son sucking the puddle from her palm and licked her hand clean!
“Oh god, that’s hot!” she praised with a husky whisper.
“Does mommy want to help clean me too?” her son’s forced feminine voice asked, clearly thinking he was role-playing.
In response, she merely beckoned with her finger as she withdrew her hand from his side of the wall.
Her son’s semi-hard, naked, absolutely gorgeous cock appeared through the hole, liberal amounts of cum clung to it and the pair of tight balls below it. And there it was, inches from her face. Hanna began to breathe harder, her breath causing it to twitch and grow in response.
In a lust fueled trance, Hanna leaned forward, opening her mouth wide and closed her lips around her son’s scrotum, sucking his semen covered balls into her mouth. She sucked and nursed on them, feeling them relaxing and descending further into her mouth as she swirled her tongue around and between his perfect testicles.
“Oh mommy! Yes mommy!” Pete cooed in his little girly voice from the other side of the wall. “Mommy, you’re making my pee-pee so hard!”
Hanna released her son’s balls and began to lick the length of his long shaft, licking and swallowing repeatedly until it was literally shining.
“Oooh-uummm,” Hanna sighed and hummed as she finally engulfed her son’s cock with her mouth and began to gently bob her head, making love to Pete’s penis.
“Oh mommy, I’m going to make a mess with my pee-pee soon!” Pete groaned, his girly voice deepening to a manly growl on the last word.
Hanna switched to a more aggressive bobbing on the head while stroking his cock with one hand and fondling his balls with the other.
“Oh MOMmy, oh mommy, oh mom!” Pete chanted at his cock swelled in her mouth and began to twitch, delivering several decent shots into her mouth which she promptly swallowed. Hanna opened her mouth and extended her tongue to try and milk the rest onto her tongue, but by this point in the night, there wasn’t much reserve left in his balls.
She kissed the tip, inserting the tip of her tongue into the hole and tickling it a little before releasing it entirely. Hanna watched her son’s cock withdraw through the hole in a daze, she reached up with a shaking hand and closed the hole behind the beautiful, departing dick.
She rested a bit, sitting in a puddle of her own juices and the semen from two strangers, actually glad at this point for the rather warm temperature in the bookstore. She slowly began to get dressed, picking her splattered garments from the pile on the floor. She struggled to get the panties, bra and leggings to slide over her damp, semen covered body. By the time she got the sweatshirt zipped she was exhausted, both physically and emotionally.
Hanna took one last peek into her son’s booth, this time there were TWO cocks protruding from the wall, Pete was jacking both and alternating between the two with his mouth. She was briefly jealous of his youthful stamina but reminded herself of her own physical and emotional limitations and steeled herself to leave the booth.
She half-heartedly tried to comb her tangled and sticky hair over her eyes before unlatching the door and carefully, but swiftly, walking down the hall toward the main part of the store and the exit. She kept her eyes down, but couldn’t help noticing several men and what appeared to be one couple waiting their turns for a booth.
She made a bee-line for the exit but was met near the door as the goth-y cashier stepped around the counter to block her way.
“Are you okay? How’d it go?” she asked softly, with genuine concern.
“I-I’m fine, I’m okay, really,” Hanna replied as the clerk examined her damp and stained clothing.
“Aw’right hun,” the clerk said, acting more like a mother than someone at least a decade younger than Hanna.
Inexplicably, she hugged Hanna, then let her go, swiping at something under Hanna’s chubby chin before sticking that finger in her mouth and sucking on it as she retreated back around her counter.
“See you soon!” she called cheerfully as Hanna broke for the door.
Hanna made her way to the minivan on wobbly legs, thankfully not encountering anyone else before shutting herself in the frigid vehicle. After resting a while, the cool air sucked the warmth from her cheeks and she started the car, determined to wait for her son to leave.
Her heartbeat had finally slowed and the reality of what she had just done slowly began to bubble to the surface. She didn’t know if this night in particular was something she had even wanted, for real. But she did know that she could never, ever, EV-ER, go back to the way things were.
Oh fuck, Hanna thought. What the fuck am I going to do now?
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