Alan and Susan eagerly resumed their fuck-walk, only now there was no pausing and thrusting between each step. Both were in a hurry to get to wherever they were going, partly out of fear of getting caught (even with Susan's new epiphany, the fear (and thrill) of being exposed didn't entirely disappear), but also because it was getting increasingly cold now that the sun had gone down and they were all outside and buck naked. Although Southern California doesn't get that cold after sunset, even in late November, it's all a matter of what one is used to.
Still blindfolded, she was so aroused and plain frightened that she paid little attention to where she was going, once they got off the sidewalk that led from the front door. All she really knew was that she was outside and walking on grass.
A sudden noise startled her and she wildly thought, What was that? Did I just hear a car go by? I did! Son, I'm frightened! I'm scared! Take me back, please! She was proud that she didn't actually say that out loud, but the fear was still getting to her.
Sensing a renewed stiffness throughout her body, he took one hand off her hips and walked a finger down one of her arms until they were holding hands. Then he squeezed her hand reassuringly. He hoped that would remind her that he loved her and was taking care of her.
It was all the reassurance she needed. She sighed with contentment and felt like all her fears had melted away. What's with me? My son is making my every dream come true. I just have to enjoy it. Enjoy the passing cars, even. Nobody else has such a wonderful master, nobody! No wonder he has such a large harem! He deserves even more!
To show she wasn't afraid any longer, she mooed loudly and confidently. She delighted in the feeling of her heavy breasts slowly swinging, and reveled in the sound of her cowbell clanking in time.
Then she paused in her walking, but only briefly so she could show her love and appreciation by wiggling her ass and milking his dick a little more. She cooed with contentment as he groaned lustily in response.
Another minute or so passed as they kept fucking/walking. She could hear some whispering between him and one of the girls, but she couldn't make out the words.
Finally, they reached the spot where he wanted them to be. It had only taken about two minutes from the front door, but to Susan it seemed much longer.
"Here we are," he said calmly. He took a hand off his mother's ass and began pumping her pussy with two fingers. "A perfect stretch of grass. And seeing how you're a sex cow mommy, I think it's only right you get back down on all fours. I'm gonna fuck you like an animal!"
Those confident words, plus his fingers and dick, pushed her over the edge again. Her ass erratically spasmed all over his erection as her orgasm surged through her entire body. Normally, that would have been enough to push him, or anyone, over the edge, but he was determined not to lose it prematurely after all the hard work in getting her here.
His close call passed. He wiped the sweat from his brow.
As she knelt, then leaned over to rest her weight on her hands and knees, he simultaneously lowered himself behind her, closely monitoring their positions and the physical link that now bound them together. They moved slowly and deliberately, being careful not to disengage his erection.
Alan just chuckled quietly. It was a nervous laugh because, now that they were beyond the protection of the heavy locked front door, suddenly the precautions he had planned didn't seem so mistake-proof. But he was also incredibly horny and inspired by his mother's trust in him. Besides, it was too late to stop now. He resumed thrusting with as much energy as ever before.
She thought, Good Lord, Tiger! That feels incredible! This really is a dream come true. Look how much my son loves me. He'd even give me this. Give it to me hard and fast, Son! TAKE my ass, before we get caught! Despite everything, she particularly loved the smell of the freshly cut grass. It powerfully inspired her sex cow
fantasies. It was also incredibly thrilling to feel the blades of grass tickling her nipples as her heavy breasts swung beneath her.
They fucked in relative silence for a few more minutes. It didn't take them long to get close to climax since that had been closer for quite some time.
Now that the fucking was really swinging, Susan forgot all about Amy and Katherine. She thought of nothing beyond the sensations radiating from her ass plus the smell of grass. So she reacted with great alarm when she heard the sound of someone approaching. Although she was unable to see, she couldn't miss fairly loud clomping sounds and the snapping of small twigs as the feet drew closer.
Susan was sure that some irate neighbor was approaching, but she didn't mind or care. She was in her son's hands now. Whatever happened would happen, and if something bad came up, he'd take care of it because he was great and he loved her. Far from flinching, she actually relaxed even more. Although her eyes were still covered, her smile brightened the surrounding yard.
Then there was a voice, sounding vaguely male. "Postman here. Good evening, Mr. Plummer. And Mrs. Plummer!"
Alan said, "Good evening, Mr. Henderson." He tried to sound calm, as if nothing were out of the ordinary, but he couldn't completely hide the tension of his great erotic arousal.
Suddenly Susan was hit with a double whammy. For one thing, she realized the voice was Amy's, pretending to sound like a man. She wasn't at all frightened, but it was nice to know. For another, she realized the name Mr. Henderson was the one she'd used in her fantasy.
She was all smiles as she delivered her line. "Good evening, Mr. Henderson. Did you know my son owns m-UH! Oh! Owns my ASS?" She had to gasp the words out between pants as Alan continued to fuck her all the while. She couldn't help moaning with unreserved passion as Alan shifted into a slightly higher gear and kept right on thrusting. Another minor orgasm hit her as shivers of excitement ran up and down her spine.
She thought, Tiger, my love, when we get done with this, you're gonna be soooo rewarded! I don't know what I can do that I'm not doing already, but I'm going to love and serve you that much more! I'm gonna love you to death for making my dream come true! 'Mr. Henderson!' That's too much! You're just the best son in the universe! She laughed, groaned, and writhed as Alan started pounding her ass even more powerfully in response to her increasing need to be forcefully violated.
These thoughts never made it all the way to spoken words, as she was too far gone in her lust to say anything coherent.
Mother and son continued to fuck in relative silence. They could hear the sound of crickets over the slurpy and squishy sounds of their joining, and the increasingly loud slapping sound of his thighs against her squirming and squeezing buttocks. But the dominant sound was how both of them were huffing and puffing like two runaway steam engines.
It didn't take long after that, maybe another minute or so. They'd only been outside for about five minutes total when Alan started to cum. What seemed to him like buckets of cum churned their way out of his balls, to be forcibly pumped at high pressure into his mother's hungrily milking asshole. Luckily, that triggered a great climax in her as well and they had a great cum together.
Susan shuddered and twitched while desperately trying to hold on for dear life as they both kept riding the peak of their mutual orgasms. Her long brunette hair
flew about in every direction. Her breasts were pressed hard into the grass as he rammed her deep, over and over while his cum flowed freely into the deepest hidden recesses of her happy asshole.
But as her orgasm passed, a little bit of her fear of being caught outside came back. The fear was no longer all-powerful, but it was enough to prevent her from passing out or collapsing.
She could feel Katherine's hand caressing her shoulder. "Mom, can you get up now? How'd you like that?"
Katherine spoke because Alan was still trying to get his breath back.
Susan immediately disengaged and stood up even though she was still blindfolded and couldn't see a thing. "That was beyond great, but let's get the hell out of here!"
But then she remembered her love and trust in her son, and added in a calmer voice, "Tiger, please, can you take me home?" Giggling nervously, she added, "Or should I
say, could you corral me back to the barn?" She blindly reached out with her hands, searching for his touch.
"Sure thing, Mom." He also felt some urgency to go inside, but first he needed to express his love and adoration for his mother. He pulled her close and kissed her fiercely on the lips.
Susan relaxed in his arms and happily kissed back. As their tongues dueled, she thought, My son's conquest of me and my lusty busty body is truly complete! I'll never doubt him again. But she felt a tiny twinge of frustration as she thought, Oooh, I just wish I could return the favor somehow! This was even better than the first time he fucked me. Any fantasy that he's got, I'm gonna help make it happen and then some! Any woman he wants to fuck, or even THINKS about fucking, I'm gonna get her for him! I can't even BEGIN to ever repay him for the joy this has given me!
She truly tried to make him climax just from her tongue in his mouth. She used every kissing technique at her passionate best while her hands seemingly covered every inch of his body. Even though she'd had some of the most incredible orgasms of her life, she was still on fire. The fact that she was blindfolded only made it better for her, because it eliminated distractions and also reminded her that she was completely in his hands.
The two of them were enjoying the kissing so much that they gave no further thought to getting caught.
But eventually Katherine was obliged to tap them on their backs. "Um, I hate to break it up, but we ARE outside, you know. Sorry..."
Since they were no longer physically joined at the ass and groin, they were able to move fast. Alan led Susan by the hand because she was still blindfolded (although she wouldn't have been able to see well without it because she didn't have her glasses). He got her through the front door in less than a minute.
The moment she heard that heavy door slam shut, she cried out in joyous relief. "THANK FUCKING GOD!"
Her erotic frenzy was fading and now all she wanted to do was cuddle with her son and bask in his love. She purred constantly and blissfully as she clung to him for dear life. But there was no fear or even relief in her voice, just exultation and happiness. She had never been so much in love.
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