First Drive as Mother & Daughter

First Drive as Mother & Daughter

(Futa and some mildly homoerotic elements)

She had been staring at my tits for over an hour. And when she wasn’t staring at my tits, she

was staring at the bulge in my shorts. It wasn’t so bad at first. I mean, honestly, I know that Mom

had always been very supportive, but I figured seeing me “halfway” to being a woman was just

weird for her. At first…

But the longer we drove, the longer I began to recognize the looks she was giving me. I guess

the whole, “Mom”, thing… had blocked me from seeing it at first. But, as the looks continued, I

slowly realized that, not only was she not staring in shock… she was practically drooling. And

shortly after having that thought, I heard her give a little slurp, and cover her mouth with a blush.

She was ACTUALLY drooling.

“Mom!” I scolded. Blushing heavily myself as my own Mom tried to decide between drooling over my

new tits or my ever hardening cock. But as my blush got worse, hers went from red with

embarrassment to red with “heat”. And suddenly my Mom was giving me a very, Very, VERY

unmotherly look.

We were driving down a quiet road in the mountains. The kind were you could go two hours and

never see another car, when my Mother just blurts out, “Oh God sweetie, I’m SO sorry, really,

but… Mommy wants to suck that cock so bad it hurts!”

I swallowed, and tried to be indignant, but honestly I was flushing with heat, and so turned on. My

shorts were actually a skirt with a snap that a college buddy of mine had designed, and they were

NOT up to hiding how aroused I was right in that moment.

“Look at this thing”, Mom said, as she gently wrapped her hand around my cock, unsnapped my

bottoms, and began to stroke my hard-on ever so sweetly. “And these,” Mom said, biting her

lower lip and staring at my tits like they were a feast for the starving. A half-second letter left a

slurp mark on the thin material of my t-shirt as she sucked one tit into her hungry mouth straight

through the material and forced a moan from me. My first moan! (okay, not ever, but my first one

since I got tits, that involved them!)

Then she was staring at my dick, and stroking it, as she gummed and pulled on my hard nipple

in the cars crisp air conditioning. I was desperately trying to drive, and stay on the road. And

Mom was telling me that she loved me, and that she supported me, but that she also thought

that my new tits were sexy as hell, and that she’d never really seen me as a man until she saw

me as a woman (wrap your head around that).

She let go of my dick then, and I was breathing heavy and deep as I desperately tried to catch

my breath in the sudden absence of sexual pressure as Mom did something with her purse. I

could barely breathe through how intense everything suddenly was. My Mom was telling me that,

as a woman, she thought I looked like the hot little slut of her dreams. And that, as a man, I was,

in her words, outclassing my father in a way that was making her mouth water.

I was desperately trying to figure out if I was glad she’d stopped sucking on me and touching me,

or if I would do anything for her to do it again. But, of course, I’d been staring at the road. So I

didn’t see her applying her lipstick. All I knew was one minute I was wondering where her hand

had gone off to, and then next, my Mom was looking me in the eyes (without blocking my view).

She looked at me with full red lips and said, “tell me you want these lips bobbing up and down on

that lovely cock of yours baby. Say the words baby. Just say, ‘suck it slut’, and honey I will be all

over it!”

I was looking back and forth between my own Mother’s beautiful eyes, and the road. Her full red

lips, and the road. My own Mom’s pretty face, and the road. And then I said, “suck it slut”, and I

heard my Mother’s rich and sultry moan as my cock slipped into her warm and waiting throat.

I didn’t last long. My Mom’s long beautiful hair was teasing along the skin of my legs as her lips

glided up and down the length of my shaft, and she would only stop moaning and sucking long

enough to tell me “how much Mommy loved sucking my cock”.

I gripped the wheel and bucked when I came, trying hard to not slam the gas or the break, but

Mom just cooed, and swallowed, and stroked me until I my load was spent inside of her.

When she was done, I was panting, and throbbing in places both old and new as I tried to

continue driving and process what the fuck someone said in that kind of situation.

Then, Mom told me, in no uncertain terms, that I was to pull over at the next department store we

passed. I thought maybe I got cum on her clothes, but she assured me that it was on her face,

and on me, but that her top was fine (which, I admit, made me look away from the road to catch

a glimpse of my Mom with cum on her face… and I don’t regret it).

No, Mom told me. It actually had nothing to do with clothes. In fact, she assured me, she simply

wanted to pick out some nice dresses with her daughter. Then lead her back to the dressing

room, where, she informed me, I was going to end up balls deep inside of her.

As she said it, she took out her phone and started texting Dad to tell him that our little trip back

from my Dorm was going to take a few extra days as we girls did some shopping and

sightseeing. That pissed Dad off, which Mom and I were both fine with. And when she was done

texting him, she leaned into me, and began to whisper wicked promises to me as she gently ran

her fingers all over my body. She promised to show me, “just how much pleasure a woman’s

breasts could endure”. Then, she assured me, I would get to enjoy the unique position, of having

my tits sucked until I came, shortly before getting my cock sucked until I came again.

“Oh sweetie”, Mom said with her voice full of wicked promise. “I think I might have to convince

you to move back home with me before this little road trip is done”. And as she licked and

sucked gently at the nape of my neck and caressed one breast, I was quite convinced in her

power to do exactly that…