Car Shopping

This new SUV handled like a dream! I was so glad it turned out driving is like riding a bike. It had been nearly 7 years since I had last been able to drive, and I was so worried I had forgotten how, I got Howard to let me drive to the dealership to be sure I still could.

I gave a brief honk as I pulled into the driveway, and Amy and John came out to meet me, looking surprised at the solid block of vehicle I pulled up in. They had probably expected something small, cheap, and used, definitely not this sleek, modern hybrid SUV.

"Mom, how did you afford this?" John commented, half surprised, half annoyed. "If you could afford something like this, why wasn't there any money to get me a car?"

"I negotiated hard. The payments for this are about the same as my medical bills were," I replied huffily, rolling my eyes. Of course that would be his first comment. My son might be a great fuck and I was happy he was using me, but that didn't mean I couldn't recognize a bit of selfishness every now and then.

"So, how many dicks did you have to suck to get this?" Amy asked, grinning and drawing a shocked look from her brother. Certainly in the past that would have drawn a sharp rebuke, but it was a perfectly reasonable question to ask a Milf.

"Three dicks and two pussies," I replied nonchalantly. "If your brother weren't using me, I'm sure all my holes would be sore."

"I wish I could use my holes to negotiate," Amy joked as she got into her own car. "Bro, last call if you want a ride to campus," she added, then, when John stood there open mouthed and didn't respond, waving and backing out.

"Come on, the car's not that impressive," I commented as I walked past him into the house. All that negotiating had made me hungry. I dropped my purse on the table and went to the sink to wash up. John followed me in as I got out the sandwich fixing, still looking like something was on his mind.

"What's got you so worked up?" I asked him over my shoulder as I spread mayonnaise on the bread.

"What exactly happened at the dealership?" he asked.

"Oh, you want the details, huh? Why didn't say so, " I replied with a grin as I lay meat on bread. "You are awkward about the strangest things," I added as I threw on some cheese and lettuce, going for something quick and easy. I turned around to face him and leaned back against the counter, taking a bite of my sandwich. "If you wanted to hear how your sexy milf mommy got her new wheels, just say so."

"So, to begin with, I didn't like any of the used cars they had," I said between bites. "All kinda junky, ugly things. I was actually thinking I might need to grab a cab to another dealership, but I decided to check out the new stuff, and there was a nice 4 door that caught my eye. It was a bit too much for my budget, but I thought, 'I'm a milf, why not try to negotiate?'" I continued, gesturing a bit with the sandwich before taking another bite. "So I take a look and of course one of the salesmen comes over and talks up the car," I added.

"So the payments would be around twice what we can afford. I try to see if I can get him to come down; you know how the people at these places are; he went right to the whole 'I'm losing money here' shtick that we all know is just a line after barely moving down," I continued, sandwich half done. "I was a bit discouraged but then I remembered I'm a Milf now, so I batted my eyes at him, leaned over to show off these great tits you gave me, and asked if he could do better," I said, arching my back and showing John what I meant, enjoying how his eyes couldn't help but be drawn to my hanging bosom. "Well, then it was a back and forth, I ask for more off, he asks me to suck his dick. It's not enough, so I 'reluctantly' offer a boobjob. And I say reluctantly because at this point I could tell he had a reasonable shaft in his pants; nothing on you or your father, but respectable. Of course, I can't let him know I'm not entirely reluctant." I paused to finish my sandwich, then turned to fill a glass of water.

"So back and forth, a little shimmy and sexy leaning, and eventually we come to an agreement and he's got me up against the driverside door, my skirt pulled up, and he's pounding me into the car. It's a bit awkward, and he's more concerned with getting himself off than me, but not bad. Had to move over and let him lay me on the hood at one point, but I suppose the couple being shown the car got a nice demonstration of how good the shocks were, with how hard he pounded me." I commented, taking a drink and enjoying the look John was giving me; a mix of arousal and surprise, though I was unsure why he was feeling the latter.

"So he's pounding me on the hood and I am simultaneously trying to egg him on and keep it down so his colleague can make her own sale, and finally he's cumming in me. It's a bit fast; I mean, I did cum, of course. A milf always cums with her partner, but it wasn't as good as when you make me cum," I made sure to assure him. Just because I was using my pussy to negotiate like a proper milf didn't mean I wanted my darling son to feel unappreciated. "I hammed it up a bit; arching dramatically, moaning, and making him feel good about it as his cum shoots in me, and I spy the SUV." I noticed John swallow hard as I described getting my pussy filled by a random salesman's cum. "I mean, the first time I notice it, I'm looking at it upside down, but once he pulls out, I get a chance to look at it properly."

"So I ask about the SUV, and he's dubious. Of course it's way more, and Milf or not, one quick clothed fuck isn't getting that into my price range" I continue, finishing my water, turning around to wash dishes as I continue. "But I ask to see it anyway so he takes me over, and it's really good. So I offer him my ass. If Milf pussy is worth a bit off a car, Milf ass ought to be worth a lot off an SUV. Or at least that's my thinking as I pull my skirt up and let him give me a smack, but he doesn't think my booty is worth that much, so we go back and forth for a bit again and he's not budging; even giving him a full three-holes and a boobjob isn't gonna bring that SUV down out of the stratosphere. I guess I can respect that, it is really pricey," I say with a wistful sigh, finishing the dishes and turning around again.

"So I intimate I might just be willing to let some friends of his join in too, and I can see I've got him. Back and forth, and long long story short, it's me on him and two other salesmen in all my holes, then I'm doing his boss with a double ended strapon; she is straight as an arrow but couldn't turn down a chance at a Milf," I tell him, it out of my purse to show John.

"Why do you have that in your purse?" John asked, interrupting me.

"What do you mean? I'm a milf now. It would be irresponsible to leave the house without some dildos. I can't expect anyone else to have any lying around." I asked him quizzically, turning my purse over to let the rest of them fall out on the table. "Anyway, last up, his wife calls out of work and hurries over; getting eaten out by a Milf that her husband is fucking in the ass was too good to pass up," I concluded. "And after all that, we went into the office and filled out the paper work."

"You did all that for a car?" John asked, looking stunned.

"Sure. How else was I gonna get a payment that fits into our budget?"