Whatever my Mom had said to him appeared to be agreeable. He nodded at her once, and I watched in morbid fascination as she slowly lifted her vest over her head. A white bra came into view. She unclipped that too. Shaking it off, I watched as the side of my Mom’s tits bounced into view.
Holy fucking shit!
What the fuck!?!?
Ridley was practically licking his lips as he looked at my Mom’s big DDs, exposed for his pleasure. He leaned in closer. I expected her to pull away when his hands reached out to grab her breasts… but she didn’t.
In fact… she seemed to respond positively to his touch as he squeezed her tits, and played with her nipples. Her eyes closed slowly, and her mouth was open as she sighed.
She’s acting, I reasoned. She’s trying to help me, she doesn’t give a shit about this guy!
Still… I couldn’t believe my prudish Japanese mother was allowing a strange man to fondle her in public… I didn’t know how to feel about it. I was relieved, knowing that I might actually avoid going to jail… but I was deeply angry too.
The heat spreading down the length of my shaft only confused the matter further.
To my chagrin, I realized I was getting hard watching my Mom being groped. My cheeks burned with shame.
Ridley leaned down to suck one of my Mom’s nipples into his mouth. She leaned back for him. It was obscene, a policeman suckling on a woman’s tit as she sat in her car in a dark alleyway.
Not just any woman… my own mother.
My cock felt like iron, and I began to feel light-headed, almost as if I was dreaming.
After a few seconds, Ridley let go of my Mom’s nipple, and stood back. Once more cautiously scanning the environment, again he apparently felt that the coast was clear.
When his hand moved to his belt, and I saw him open it, I began to yell in protest.
But neither could hear me.
My mouth went dry and my eyes wide as I watched him pull out a massive, veiny cock, rock hard and pointed at my Mom’s mouth expectantly.
As if sensing my thoughts, my mother looked towards the cop car I was detained in, and our eyes met once more. This time I saw shame and fear in her gaze.
Not fear that she would be forced to do something she didn’t want to.
Fear that I would not be able to look at her the same way after she did what she was about to.
My eyes begged her not to proceed any further.
Almost imperceptibly she shook her head, and breaking eye contact, she turned back to face the massive white tool hovering near her mouth. Ridley took a step closer, turning his back from the street behind and providing cover from any potential witnesses, while bringing his dick closer to my Mom’s mouth.
Time slowed as my mother leaned forward and softly licked the head of his cock. I saw him shudder, my own dick betraying me as it stiffened to its full length.
A burning tear rolled down my cheek.
Mom…
… even though you’re trying to help me…
… even though it’s my fault you’re here…
… how could you?
Officer Ridley started to push in and out of my Mom’s willing mouth. I saw her suck on the fat head of his cock while she pumped the shaft with her slender fingers, her tits jiggling as she did so. Her other hand cradled his balls.
The policeman stood to his full height as my Mom serviced him with her mouth. He looked like he was in a dream as her tongue explored his sensitive cock. I idly wondered how bad he wanted to fuck her.
What would I do if he tried to?
What could I do?
She leaned closer and began to lick and suck on his balls, her hand pumping his pole straight up. She teased the head of his cock with her lips, kissing it and swirling her tongue around it. Ridley’s mouth fell open as he groaned in pleasure. It seemed like my Mom was an oral expert.
Then… without any instruction… my Mom began to deepthroat him.
Seeing my mother taking 6, 7, 8 inches of meat in her mouth at once was too much for me. For some reason, her plump lips stretched around a white man’s cock was the hottest thing I had ever seen. It was like a million porn scenes, but now my Mom was the star.
And she was talented.
Overwhelmed by what I was seeing, I had to look away for a few moments.
My dick was pulsing.
I couldn’t catch a single thought. My mind was a whirl.
Out of the jumble of voices in my head, one question seemed to resurface, over and over again.
… Why was this turning me on so much?
I had always known my Mom was hot… but I had never imagined she could or would do something like this… even for me. My arousal was so intense that I knew my cock was already leaking precum.
My gaze returned to the sordid scene, and I was just in time to watch as Ridley took a step back as his hand lowered to wrap around his cock. Almost as if they had pre-arranged it, my Mom put both hands under her breasts, lifting them, offering them to Ridley’s fast approaching orgasm.
He stroked his 9 inch dick towards my Mom’s big tits for a few seconds before his knees went weak and I saw thick creamy ropes spray all over my mother’s bare skin. It dribbled between her breasts and onto her hands. It looked like one stray powerful shot even hit her across the cheek.
Again and again he fired his seed on my sweet Mom’s chest, practically coating her with his jizz.
To my eternal shame, without so much as a feather caressing my cock, I came right there.
The sight of what I had just witnessed was too much for me to bear, and my body tensed as I shot my own hot load into my boxer shorts.
Moments later, I lifted my head once more to see a smiling Ridley patiently putting his dick away before nodding politely to my Mom, and returning to his car. Without a word, he whistled to himself as he opened my car door, undid my handcuffs, and stood aside as I climbed out of the backseat.
I couldn’t look him in the eye.
He had just been blown by my Mom in front of me.
There wasn’t anything to say.
When he got back to the driver’s side of his car, I realized with a humiliating jolt that he still had my bag of weed.
“Officer, can I uh… get my bag back?” I asked tentatively, my eyes downcast.
He shook his head with disgust.
“After what your Mom just did for you, that’s what you’re worried about!?!… No fucking way, you little shit! I see you again, I’m searching you again. Be thankful your Mom got you off with a warning.”
His eyes dropped to my crotch and he saw the wet spot there as cum soaked through my jeans.
Shaking his head, he chuckled to himself. “I guess she got us both off.”
______
When I arrived home, my Mom’s car was already in the driveway. She hadn’t stopped to talk to me after I was let go.
Thankfully, my Father’s car was nowhere to be seen.
My thoughts were tortured as I trudged up our driveway to my family home.
What was I going to say to my Mom? Would she tell my Dad that I had been caught, or would that stay between us? Even if she didn’t, what was I going to do about the shitload of money I owed Nate for the weed?
I was about to put my key in the front door when my mother opened it. She had already changed into a loose cotton shirt and shorts.
Instantly I could see the anger in her eyes, and I could also sense the guilt she felt for having betrayed my Dad.
She didn’t bother to say hello.
“Your father will be home soon so we don’t have time to talk about… what happened. I want you to go upstairs right now and stay there for the night. When he goes to work, you and me are going to have a very fucking frank conversation. Do you understand?”
I could do nothing but nod.
“Do you understand!?!” she repeated, her eyes blazing.
“Yeah…”
Pausing as I walked past her, my eyes avoided hers.
“Uh, Mom?”
“What is it?” she said sharply.
“You have uh… some… ” I cleared my throat. “… in your hair.”
“Oh,” she replied quietly, before turning away from me.
______
Ten minutes later, I lay on my bed listening to my Mom’s shower humming next door. Stripping off, I cleaned my still sticky cock with tissue. As I did so, my Mom under the hot spray of the shower sprang to my mind unbidden, her hand soaping up her tits.
When she touched her clit, would she be disgusted by her own actions? Would she try and push the memory from her mind?
Or… could she even slightly be turned on by what she had done?
The thought was a disturbing one. I didn’t want to think about my Mom wanting to suck some other man’s cock…
… but my dick seemed to love the idea.
As my hand slowly wrapped around my thickening shaft, I closed my eyes and remembered the moment she had undone her bra.
Oh God…
It was my fault the whole thing had happened.
But if I was 100% honest… at that moment… I didn’t regret it. All I felt was a deep burning desire to see her do it again.
I felt a thrill of forbidden pleasure at the mere thought of it.
The thought of her doing it again… or… maybe even… doing more.
In my mind, I saw Ridley take my Mom to the backseat of her car, spread her legs wide, and climb on top of her to fuck. As he sucked her tits and piped her hard, she would moan for him, dragging her nails down his back as she temporarily forgot her husband’s and son’s names. His lips touched hers, her tongue instantly snaking out to meet his.
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Once more I came. This time I shot long arcs of cum all over my stomach and chest.
Collapsing back onto my bed, I came down from the high slowly, my muscles gradually relaxing as the emotions of the night were soothed by the intense physical release. I sighed deeply.
My Mom’s beaming, innocent face stared down at me from a half-forgotten photo I had pinned on the wall years ago.
Ridley’s laughter echoed in my ears.
Christ…
… what the fuck was I thinking?
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