T-2

After a quick online search, you locate a lingerie shop that has a wide product range for men. You bought the torn pink thong online, but for this occasion, you want to go in person. The drive is an hour, but it's worth it when you find the place. It's called 'Dressed For Pleasure', which, while lacking in originality, has a nice ring to it. It looks rather old-fashioned, but not in a bad way.

There are a few customers inside, and thankfully there's no intrusive salesperson trying to sell you things. The two of you are largely left to your own devices and can peruse the shelves at your leisure. As you grab the first thong that catches your eye, a tiny white one with frilly lace, Lisa makes a bit of a gargled noise. You glance over at her, to see her stare at the thong in your hand, blushing. A quick glance down confirms that she's getting hard under her skirt.

"Mom, not in here! The changing booths only have curtains!"

"Yes," she croaks, her voice trembling. "Sorry, yes. Just thinking about you in that thing... Gods, Doug..."

She tears her gaze away from the garment and looks at the other shelves, trying to distract herself. But she keeps fidgeting, looking at the floor and shifting her weight back and forth.

"I think I got to leave you for this one. I'm extremely close to a public embarrassment right now. Find me when you're done."

With that, she turns to leave you to your own devices. You browse the shop aisle by aisle, trying on various things, always keeping her preferences in mind. Some things look good on you, others don't. After some trial and error, you settle on six pairs, enough to start with. You find Lisa waiting for you near the checkout counter, idly browsing some garments. Her eyes dart to the balled-up pieces of underwear in your hand as soon as you round the corner and stay locked onto them until you reach her side.

"Find anything you like?" She asks, her tone far too casual, hands reaching towards your selection.

You quickly tuck your arm behind your back, out of her reach. "Oh, you know. A few things."

"Give it here, sweetheart. Let me see."

"Nope. I won't spoil the surprise for you."

She pouts, giving you her best puppy-dog eyes. You grin mischievously.

"In fact, wait in the car. I'll be there in a minute."

"But I said that I'd pay for all of it!"

"You pay for everything. Let me have this. You can just say 'thank you' later. Now go, come on."

You give her a light push towards the exit, and she relents. Grinning, you watch her leave, before turning around and walking up to the register. The man there is wearing glasses, a name tag, and he seems to have no interest in customers whatsoever. He rings up your purchases with boredom.

"$117.53," he deadpans.

You pay him and turn to leave, but then stop short. You walk back up to the counter, take a deep breath, and lean in closer to the cashier.

"Say, uhm. I'm curious," you begin. "Would it be possible to cut the tag off one and change into it right away?"

He doesn't even glance up at you, just reaches down and grabs a pair of scissors from underneath the counter. He hands it to you and points to a nearby changing booth, not bothering to look at you as you do so. With a nod, you turn and make your way to the stall, closing the curtain behind you. Quickly, you exchange your boxer shorts for a white lace thong with a small pink bow on the front. Pulling it up between your buttocks, you marvel at how it feels to wear one again. There's a hint of stretchy fabric right between your cheeks, caressing the sensitive skin. You look back at your reflection in the mirror and smirk, seeing your round ass cheeks bulge outwards past the edges of the piece. It looks incredibly erotic, your cock twitching in response.

Then, you hurriedly put on the rest of your clothes, grab the other bags with your purchases, leave the stall, return the pair of scissors to the counter, and head out the door. The whole thing didn't take more than a minute or two. When you reach the car, Lisa is already inside, eagerly waiting for you. She watches you approach with a mix of anticipation and apprehension on her face, shifting in her seat, hands nervously clasping and unclasping.

"Everything worked out fine?" She asks as you sit down, the fabric teasing your crack.

"Yep," you reply simply, throwing the bag on the backseat, out of her reach. "Ready to go home?"

She nods. As you drive her home, her eyes keep darting to the mirror, stealing glances at the bag with your purchases lying on the backseat. She actually fidgets in her seat, glancing over at you every few seconds.

"What's up, Mom? You seem distracted."

"I'm dying to see what you bought," she blurts. "Can't I just take a peak?"

You grin mischievously. "Sure you can."

You open your jeans, lift your butt a bit and slide them down enough for her to get a good look at your new purchase. The exact same thong that you first picked from the shelf peeks out from between your legs, teasing her with its presence. Her eyes go wide as she stares, licking her lips, reaching out towards you but then stopping herself short.

"Gods, Doug," she moans. "This is... that..."

"You like it?"

"Jesus, baby, I love it! It's so pretty. Can I touch it?"

You shrug. "Yeah, sure."

Her hand immediately flies to your groin, cupping your package through the thin fabric. "So warm," she gasps. "And it feels so delicate." She strokes over your bulge, running her fingers along the frills and bows on your hip, before slipping underneath it, cupping your balls. You gasp at the sensation. Your gaze falls on her crotch, where a thick bulge steadily grows under her skirt, straining against the fabric. It twitches, leaking precum as she fondles your jewels. Eventually, she pulls her hand to the steering wheel, turns it sharply, and drives off the highway onto a highway rest area, screeching to a halt right next to a secluded picnic table near a small cluster of trees. She parks the car and kills the engine.

"Mom? What are you doing?"

"I need you," she growls, unbuckling her seat belt and opening her door. "I need to fuck you right now."

Immediately, your mind switches from mild concern to arousal.

In the time it takes you to pull your jeans back up, she's walked around the front of the car and opened your door, practically dragging you out of the car. Quickly glancing around the parking lot for witnesses, you see none. With a grin, she drags you by the wrist, pulling you away from the parking space and past the picnic area. You're almost running after her, equally eager to get things started. She stops a couple of steps inside the small cluster of trees, looks around once more, and turns to you. The sound of the highway is still present, but now pushed to the background.

"Show me."

Her cock is hard enough that the shaft is clearly visible under her dress, creating an impressive tent in the fabric.

Not wasting any time, you lift your shirt over your head and toss it aside, revealing a toned stomach. Then you hook your fingers into your jeans and teasingly tug them down, wiggling them down your legs until they drop to the ground. Stepping out of them, you stand there in only the white thong, accentuating your curves nicely. Giggling, you turn around for her, looking back over your shoulder as you arch your back.

"See anything you like?"

Lisa groans, eyes widening, staring at you as if transfixed.

"Gods, Doug," she moans. "You have no idea what you're doing to me. I'm going to destroy that tight ass."

"Sounds good to me," you laugh.

She pulls her dress over her head and just drops it on the ground. Next, she unfastens her bra, letting her ample breasts fall free, jiggling slightly with the motion. Her fully erect cock stands proud from between her thighs, leaking precum, and throbbing with arousal. Swiftly, she removes her panties, freeing her huge balls, heavy and low hanging, standing fully naked except for her shoes in front of you.

Facing a tree, you lean down, steadying yourself against the trunk and pushing your ass out to her.

"Oh my! I got caught by a forest predator," you tease her, wiggling your ass at her. "Clumsy me. Whatever shall I do? My hole is all **** and open."

You look back at her expectantly, and she wastes no time, stepping forward and yanking your thong down to your knees, exposing your asshole. Your cock twitches in its cage, your heart racing. She spits on her cockhead, smearing her spit over your pucker and then rubbing it in with her thumb, lubricating her meaty weapon. You sigh contently as you feel the sensation of her touch, stroking up and down the crack of your ass with one hand, while the other grabs onto your hip, steadying herself.

Positioning herself behind you, she grinds her cock against your cheeks, teasing you by pushing it up against your hole. The sensation is incredibly pleasurable, sending shivers down your spine. You push your hips back and whimper, begging for more contact. Lisa chuckles, reaching down to spread your ass cheeks apart. She rubs her cockhead up and down your crack, massaging your perineum. The feeling of her shaft sliding along the sensitive skin sends sparks through your brain, making you shudder. You whine desperately, rubbing your ass best you can against her veiny shaft.

You feel her cockhead brush against your anus, stopped short by the tightness of your hole.

"Come on," you pant. "I want it."

"What was that?" She teases. "Didn't quite catch what my little boy wanted."

"Please!" You cry out. "Please fuck me! Fuck my ass so hard I scream!"

Her cock pushes harder against your hole, straining against the resistance. Then, with a firm thrust, she breaks through, forcing her way into your most intimate of holes.

"Fuck!" You grunt loudly as the thick shaft invades your innards.

Your ass clenches around her shaft, squeezing tight like a vice as she buries half her length inside you. She groans in response, grabbing onto your hips for support and pulling back, only to drive her cock right back into you. Her strokes are slow at first, but grow faster as time goes by, pounding away at your tender depths. You're reduced to a drooling mess in a matter of seconds, moaning and whimpering as she takes you.

The sensation of the fat shaft stretching your asshole is incredible. Your whole body tenses up as she rams into you, each slap of her hips against your buttocks ringing in your ears. The sound of the highway is present, mingling with your moans of pleasure, giving you the thrilling sense that you could be discovered at any moment. And it drives you wilder than ever.

With each stroke of her cock, your prostate gets struck, sending jolts of electricity up your spine. You tremble with lust, drool running down your chin, holding on to the tree trunk for dear life with half-lidded eyes.

"So good," you whimper. "You're so fucking big. You're destroying my poor little ass! Please don't stop!"

Lisa chuckles at your words. "Is my baby boy enjoying himself?"

"Yes!" You gasp. "Yes, oh gods! Don't stop!"

She pounds her cock into your ass without mercy, slapping her hips against your cheeks over and over. Her massive balls swing low, hitting you repeatedly with their heavy weight. They feel even heavier today, full of thick, hot cum that needs release. Your own cock twitches inside its cage, ignored and untouched.

Your prostate is being battered with each stroke of her meat, sending shivers through your entire body, making you quake in ecstasy. Each thrust knocks the breath out of you, leaving you gasping for air, unable to do anything except take her. Your ass clenches tightly around her cock, the muscles contracting involuntarily with each thrust, trying to milk her shaft dry.

You hear high-pitched moans, but aren't sure if they came from Lisa or you. You can only think about how wonderful it feels to have her inside you again, her cock driving deeper and deeper until your belly bulges outwards, then retreating. All rational thought is gone from your mind, replaced only by animalistic urges, taking over your every movement. You push yourself back against her as best as you can, meeting her thrusts with your own, impaling yourself on her massive cock.

Sweat drips down her back and her thighs slap loudly against your ass, each sound echoing through the small cluster of trees, filling the air around you.

Your toes curl and you scream as a powerful orgasm rocks your body, causing your knees to buckle beneath you. She holds onto your hips firmly, keeping you upright as you come. The feeling of her pulsing cock in your ass pushes you over the edge, your head spinning as you explode inside your cage. Spurts of warm fluid squirt from within, shooting across the floor and staining your bare feet. Your vision goes white as she keeps slamming into you, riding out your orgasm with you.

The orgasmic rush lasts a few seconds before subsiding, allowing you to stand back on your own legs, quivering uncontrollably. Lisa doesn't stop, continuing to fuck you right through your orgasm and past it. She holds your hips tightly and starts pounding your asshole like there's no tomorrow, grunting with each thrust.

Suddenly, you hear a car door slam shut, followed by footsteps. There is someone nearby, walking towards the picnic area, towards where you are. Lisa stops immediately, cock still buried deep inside you. Your heart nearly jumps out of your chest.

"Ssshhh!" She whispers, just enough for you to hear, holding you close. "Don't move."

A surge of adrenaline rushes through your body, your heart beating at an irregular pace, your senses on high alert. You can feel the wind on your skin, the saliva dripping from your chin, the involuntary clenching of your muscles around Lisa's trembling cock, your entire body tensing up. A chill runs down your spine as you listen to the footsteps, trying to steady your breath, trying to pinpoint their location.

The steps get closer, stopping not far away. You hear rustling, maybe of clothing, then silence. The veins on Lisa's cock throb madly against your walls, pulsating inside you, her heartbeat racing along with yours. Then, your eyes bulge wide open as the grip on your hips tightens, her fingernails digging into your flesh, and her cock slowly pushes deeper again, harder than ever.

You want to look back at her, but dare not move for fear of being discovered. Inch after inch, her shaft slips inside you, until her heavy balls rest against your cheeks. You feel her cock pulsate and twitch inside you, as if getting ready to burst, and desperately try not to moan or make any other noise.

From nearby, you can hear the distinct sound of someone taking a leak against a tree. 'Hurry the fuck up,' you think to yourself, barely able to control your breathing.

Agonizingly slow, Lisa starts to pull her cock back, your rim stretching and grasping with every vein that's squeezing out of your hole. You bite your lip as the head presses against your prostate, sending another jolt of pleasure through you. The sudden stimulation makes your legs shake, but Lisa holds on tight to prevent you from falling. The urge to cum is intense, and you know you are only moments from exploding again.

Then, just as slowly as she pulled out, she pushes in again, impaling you on her meat. This time, the sensation is stronger and more powerful, as you have to accept her wide girth all over again. You try not to groan, but instead let out a high-pitched whimper.

The stream of urine stops abruptly and your heart nearly leaps out of your chest. But then you hear movement, followed by the sound of a zipper. You both stay completely still, Lisa buried to the hilt inside your ass, holding you up, waiting. There is silence again, and the footsteps start moving away, towards the parking lot.

Just as you begin to relax, Lisa pulls her cock out from your ass and slams it back home, hard and deep, making you gasp loudly. Her thick shaft fills you up entirely, her heavy balls slapping against your cheeks, smearing precum everywhere. She pounds you mercilessly, holding on tight to your hips, using you for her own pleasure. The thrill of being caught like this, having been discovered despite your best efforts, is exhilarating.

Your cock twitches inside its cage, longing for attention, **** to cum. Each stroke of her cock sends shockwaves through your body, your brain unable to keep up with the stimulation. Your knees buckle beneath you again, and Lisa keeps hold of your hips, supporting you fully as she fucks you.

She drives into your depths without mercy, hitting your prostate with each thrust. Her fat shaft feels amazing inside you, the feeling of her balls slamming against your ass cheeks sending jolts of electricity directly into your brain. Your position gives you a sense of exposedness that sends shivers down your spine.

"Oh my, that was close," she gasps. "Very close. And very hot."

You don't answer her, too focused on staying upright, pushing your ass back against her. You are already so full that you feel you might explode at any moment, her cock pressing against your insides with every stroke, stretching you wide open.

Lisa grunts with each thrust, slamming against your cheeks with enough **** to make them flatten against her thighs. You can feel her pulse as her heartbeat grows stronger, along with her pleasure. A low rumble escapes her throat as she drives into you harder than ever, pounding you senseless, taking complete control over you.

Then, just when you think you are about to cum again, she stops, burying herself inside you as far as she can go. Her cock pulses inside you, sending shockwaves throughout your entire body, causing you to gasp. She holds you in place, cock throbbing madly inside you. You tremble with pleasure, a whimper escaping your lips.

She groans loudly, digging her fingernails even deeper into your flesh, clinging to you as she cums. You feel the first spurt of her thick semen hit your insides, filling you up, and then the next and the next. Her warm juices squirt into you, one after another, and you whimper with every pump, struggling to stay still as your belly bulges outwards slightly. The sensation of her cum shooting deep sends you over the edge again, your balls tightening against your body and your cock exploding inside its cage. Another torrent of fluid gushes out of your erection, painting the cage white and dripping to the ground.

"Take it," Lisa whispers, pumping her seed into you. "All of it."

Her load is heavy and thick, spraying your guts, making them bulge outward with each shot of cum. Your muscles squeeze tightly around her cock, milking her shaft for all it's worth, wanting nothing more than for her to empty every drop into your ass. Her thick cum fills your bowels, depositing layer upon layer of hot, sticky liquid inside you, until finally her orgasm subsides. Her shaft gives a few feeble twitches before becoming still.

The heat radiating off her body is almost overwhelming as you lean against the tree trunk, breathing heavily. After a moment or two, she pulls out of your ass, leaving your hole gaping and clenching. Your body quakes as the air hits your sensitive inner walls, trying to close up. Then, she grabs hold of your shoulders and spins you around, pulling you towards her and kissing you passionately. You melt into the embrace, wrapping your arms around her neck, enjoying the softness of her breasts against your chest.

You pull away from her just long enough to gasp for breath, then dive back in again, tongues wrestling. She kisses you thoroughly, holding you close. When she finally pulls away, there is a glimmer in her eyes that you have never seen before, a kind of lustful desire that makes you shiver.

"Mom, why did you keep going?" You ask, panting. "We could've been caught!"

"I couldn't help myself," she giggles. "I was already so close. And you were clamping down on my cock like a vice. How am I supposed to resist that?"

"Gods," you sigh. "You're insane! But I can't say I disagree. I could feel your heartbeat through your dick. It was pulsing like crazy. That was amazing."

"Yeah, it was." She smiles. "But we should get out of here. We'll clean up at home. Is the coast clear?"

You peek past the trees, but can't spot the person anymore. After looking for a moment, you draw back behind your cover and give a thumbs-up in her direction. With the remaining adrenaline in your bodies, you quickly dress yourselves and rush back to the car. You get in, fasten your seatbelts and drive off, heading home.

The thongs, you decide, were money well spent. And you did look hot in them.