Less than lucid

The rational part of your brain that told you this was a bad idea for a lot of different reasons was a lot quieter than it usually would have been with the wine and lust flowing through you. You knew that your goal of keeping Mom safe for the night should include stopping her from making stupid decisions and this was clearly one of them. Although a very appealing stupid decision in your eyes.

Still, you made no move to stop her as she started to unbutton your fly and even helped her as your cock was freed from the confines of your jeans. Mom rested her hand against your shoulder as both of you stared down at what she was doing, her fingers now wrapped around your shaft and slowly ran up and down the length as you started to get harder.

Your brain was still at least half doing its job as you brought your eyes back up from what was happening in your lap to make sure you were gonna get caught. What you did see however was Grace’s eyes widening as she had been staring at your crotch before she looked up to see you had noticed her.

The only thing you felt you could do was shrug your shoulders and slightly motion towards Mom as if that somehow deflected the blame away from you. Your taxi had no lights on internally so you couldn’t make out any of the details on Grace’s face but she hadn't immediately started to shout at either of you. A good sign, you hoped.

“I really like this song, would you mind if I turned the radio up?” Grace asked, already turning it up a level before the driver could respond.

He still didn’t turn down her request and she set it to a level where the two could still have a conversation, one you suspected she was using to keep him distracted from what was going on almost directly behind him. Grace unexpectedly being your wingman calmed you down a little, that was until Mom moved her head down to your lap and placed her lips over the tip of your dick.

She slowly slid her mouth down until she was as deep as she could go, further than you would have expected but still not reaching the base. It seemed she still had some sense left as she refrained from bobbing her head too far up and instead, mainly focused on rubbing her tongue across every inch of you that she could reach. The pleasure increased as she aimed to please you, having to remind yourself of where you actually were to stop the tension flowing out of you.

You saw Grace steal a glance your way and as the streetlights overhead the main road illuminated her face, you watched the confusion from not seeing Mom at the side of you instantly turn into shock when she peeked down, turning back to the front before she saw anything else. A handjob had been something you and Grace had done before but a blowjob seemed more than what she was willing to do, at least in her current mindset and how her KDK level was affecting her.

The thoughts of Grace distracted you from what Mom was doing, if only briefly. Mom hadn’t stopped pushing you to higher heights of pleasure and it even felt like she was starting to speed up. The way her tongue honed in on your sensitive spots, her lips brushing against your shaft with her every move, the way her cheeks felt when she sucked as she tried to drain you dry. All of it just to push you that much closer to an orgasm. An orgasm that you were training her to think of as a reward.

Like with Grace earlier, there was no playful teasing as Mom continued and given the situation, you were happy to let her ramp up the pleasure if it meant not getting caught with your pants down before you arrived home. You let yourself give in to everything you were experiencing and even pushed your hips up to meet Mom’s lips when her slower movement wasn’t giving you what you wanted.

You struggled with keeping yourself quiet during all this and the extra movement of your hips had you making sure your upper body wasn’t making any awkward movements that could potentially be seen.

Soon though, the pleasure started to overwhelm you and those thoughts drifted away, only having the slight awareness to raise a hand against your lips to silence yourself, while the other hand rested against the back of Mom’s head.

Your fingers clenched and grabbed her hair at the base, forcing her to stop her slow head movements even while your hips continued pushing deeper past her lips. That didn’t stop her tongue from continuing however as your arousal started to peek, feeling yourself pass the point of no return.

Your thighs left the seat as you tensed, pushing yourself even deeper inside her and with your cock pulsing you were glad she didn’t ****. You didn’t have time to think further as pleasure raced up your shaft and your first rope of cum shot out and filled Mom’s mouth, only briefly feeling her surprise before she swallowed everything you were giving her.

Feeling her throat as she drank your cum only pushed you even higher and the grip on her head tightened, forcing her further down as lust overwhelmed you. Your climax continued and your next load seemed even larger than the first, Mom struggling to gulp down before you kept on cumming inside her.

You held her steady for what felt like an eternity, with only the urge to use her mouth for your every desire. The waves that overwhelmed you died down but the surprise came when you realised your erection wasn’t going anywhere, still feeling how hard you were even after filling Mom’s stomach, feeling like she had drunk more cum than wine tonight.

Mom continued to suckle on you when she realised you weren’t going soft but the pleasure that hit you was starting to feel like too much when you were sensitive, most likely needing a minute of rest even with you not going flaccid. Maybe it was your body’s way of adapting to everything that had happened so far.

Still, that sensitivity was enough for you to clear your mind though and now you had enough whereabouts to take in your surroundings, noticing the streets outside were starting to look familiar. With a bit more concentration, you realised you were only a few streets away and that gave you less time than you wanted to look presentable.

A look to Grace showed that she must have been trying to get your attention at some point without alerting the driver and she looked relieved when you were able to acknowledge her and she could go back to giving all of her attention to keeping your secret escapades a secret.

You had to physically lift Mom off your crotch to get her to stop but she managed to straighten herself out after you had had the willpower to do so. She wiped her lips and looked at her fingers but you couldn’t see anything on them in the minimal light, speaking volumes for how quickly she must have swallowed.

Pants were pulled back up and the rest of your clothes were shifted to look more presentable while Mom sat back and rested her head on your shoulder once again.

“Thanks for the reward, Sweetie” she whispered in your ear, not helping your erection in the slightest and sending a shiver down your spine.

You didn’t have a response as the taxi finally turned onto your street, giving you a new set of worries to deal with as the car stopped at the curb in front of both family homes.