Road Trip - Part 2 - Sex Stories

Road Trip - Part 2

We arrived at the rest stop. Dad put gas in the car while the rest of us went to pee and get something to drink. It was the first time I really looked at Mom and realized she was quite attractive. She was short with blonde hair and blue eyes just like Ann. Her tits were bigger but not humongous like Mary Ellen’s, and her white shorts fit snuggly to her shapely ass. I couldn’t help but envision what her red lips would look like wrapped around Dad’s hard cock.

“I asked Mom if I could have some gum,” Ann said to me as we waited for Dad to pay. “She told me she didn’t have any. What do you think she was doing with her head in Dad’s lap? She certainly wasn’t chewing gum.”

“You won’t believe me if I tell you,” I said.

“What do you mean? What was she doing?”

“She had Dad’s penis in her mouth. She was sucking on it.”

Ann’s eyes got big. “No, she wasn’t. Mike, you shouldn’t joke like that.”

“I told you that you wouldn’t believe me. It’s called a blowjob. I heard guys talking about it in the locker room. Instead of using a hand to make a guy shoot, the girl uses her mouth.”

Ann’s jaw dropped. “Mom really had Dad’s penis in her mouth? What happened when he, you know, finished? Where did his stuff go?”

I raised my eyebrows and smiled. Ann put her hand over her mouth.

“You have to be kidding. Dad shot in Mom’s mouth? I didn’t hear her spit it out?”

Once again I smiled. “Who says she did?”

Ann’s eyes grew big. “You mean she swallowed it?”

“I think so. ...

... When Mom sat up, I saw her wipe her lips and swallow. What else could it have been?”

Ann shook her head. “It’s just, well, it’s our mom. I didn’t even know girls did things like that, much less swallow it.”

“You want to hear something else you didn’t know? Guys do it that way to girls too, using their tongues instead of their fingers.”

Ann gasped. “You mean they lick girls down there where it’s all gooey? Do you think Dad does it to Mom?”

“Probably. Hey, I have a question. Last night in bed, when you pressed your butt against me, did you do it on purpose?”

Ann turned red.

“No. I bumped into you by accident. I didn’t think anything of it, but then I felt you press against my butt and your hand go under my shirt. Jenny’s always talking about how good it feels when a boy pinches her nipples so I let you do it, and it did feel good. It felt so good I wanted to rub off, and I was about to but then you put your hand in my panties so I showed you where to rub and let you do it instead. I was surprised when you shot your stuff all over my back and panties, but that was exciting too.”

That was a mouthful and more of an explanation than I was expecting. I was about to say something when Dad told us to get back in the car. Once again, Ann snuggled next to me and pulled the blanket over us. Mom turned around.

“We have a few hours before the next rest stop. Why don’t you kids get some sleep?”

Mom rested her head against Dad’s shoulder and closed her eyes. Ann’s ...