Curt Aldrich - Deep Crotch Mother

“Wh-what’s the matter?”

“My man threw me out.”

“Just like that?”

“You can see, can’t you?”

“Yeah, I can see all right,” he said, and a little gleam came to his eyes.

“Do you like me?” Edna asked, deciding to play her top card.

Fear arose again. “Lady, I’m a married man!”

“Shit, what difference does that make?” she asked.

“G-get in.”

Edna ran around to the other side of the car and slid in beside the mousy fellow. Right up against him, in fact. She put her hand in his crotch.

His throat made a rattling sound.

“Well, drive!” Edna demanded.

“Yeah. I guess I’d better.” His voice was already getting raspy with lust. And that wasn’t the only symptom that appeared. His cock was stiffening, also.

Edna unzipped his pants.

“Ooh, God… don’t!” he bleated. “Not right here… while we’re… driiiiiivinnnnng!”

His cock was sticking up nude, and she was stroking it. The car weaved, threatening to run onto a sidewalk.

Edna took her hand away from him. “Watch where you’re going, for Christ’s sake!”

“Well, then… don’t… don’t… do what you were doing.”

Edna giggled. “You’ve got a pretty sensitive pecker.”

He groaned again, writhing, and she thought he might shoot off. But he didn’t.

“Do you live here in town?” Edna asked.

“No. My wife and I are visiting her mother. We’re on vacation.”

“Shit, that’s some lousy vacation-visiting your mother-in-law!”

“I know it,” he said.

“Well, let’s see if we can’t liven your vacation up a little.” Edna was beginning to enjoy the situation. The guy was such a square! It would be fun to play with him and watch his eyes pop. It would be a good way to get back at Thad, also.

“There’s an all-night store over on Center Street,” Edna said.

“Yeah, that’s where I’m coming from. Mother Frisbee needed some warm milk to put her to sleep.”

Edna laughed. “No shit! And you got dressed to go out and get it? I don’t believe you, Fred!”

“My name is Harvey.”

“I’m Edna. Turn around and go back to that store, will you?”

“Why?” He blinked at her, trying not to look at her bare breasts.

“Because I need some clothes-or hadn’t you noticed? They sell blouses and pants there. Oh, and get me some panties too, will you? I don’t wear a bra.”

“I… I can’t walk into a store and ask for girls’ panties!”

“You don’t have to ask for them! Just pick them up. Pink… blue… white… any color’s okay.” Her eyes twinkled.

“B-but what will the clerk think of me, buying girls’ stuff?”

“Hell think you’re a swinger, Harvey! Now wouldn’t you like that?”

He slowed the car to a crawl. “Where are we going?”

“To the fucking store, Harvey!” she snapped.

“Ooh, I’ve never heard a girl use words like that!” he said, his cock twitching. It remained super-stiff.

“Say, how long since you’ve had a good piece?” Edna asked.

“I… well… my wife and I do it.”

“Is it good?” Edna purred, cuddling him.

“No!” he blurted.

“I’ll give it to you good,” she promised.

“Where?” he begged.

“Get the clothes first.”

Harvey turned the car around.

“My wife and Mother Frisbee are expecting me,” he said, worried.

“Fuck them!” Edna replied.

“The way you talk!”

“Don’t you think you’d better stuff your cock back into your pants?” Edna suggested. “I’d do it, except I’m afraid it would make you too excited.”

“It… it’s still stiff!” Harvey moaned, glancing down.

“Why is that? I’m not doing anything to it.”

“Yes, but you’re naked!”

“And naked girls really turn you on, hmmm?”

“I’m afraid so.”

“Well, think pure thoughts, because you’re going to have to get out of the car in a minute. And park somewhere in back, where it’s dark. But I guess I don’t have to tell you that.”

He drove to the far side of the store’s parking lot and stopped where a large tree shielded the car from the only overhead light. No other cars were parked nearby at that late hour.

Harvey wrestled his penis back into his clothes, though it remained pretty stiff. He squirmed uncomfortably and said, “This is embarrassing.”

“Don’t take all day in the store,” Edna said. “If a cop car comes around, I’ll get busted for sure.”

“Okay… okay.” Harvey started to get out, then stopped. “A blouse, pants and panties. What sizes?”

Edna told him.

For a second time he started to get out and stopped. “Hey, wait a minute! I’m going to have to pay for those clothes.”

“Afraid so, Harvey. I don’t have any money on me.”

“Well… heck! That’s going to be eight or ten dollars, maybe more.”

“I’ll make it worth your while,” Edna promised.

He looked into her green eyes. “Really?” Though he was in his mid-forties, he seemed as insecure as a high school sophomore.

“Yes! Really! Now get the lead out, will you?”

He got out of the car, took a step away and turned back. Edna had the feeling that he was worried about leaving her in his car, for fear she might drive off with it. He had put the keys in his pocket, though.

Maybe, she speculated whimsically, he was afraid to let her out of his sight, for fear he might wake up and never see her again.

Without saying anything, he turned back toward the store and walked to it. Edna did some serious thinking while he was gone. By the time he returned, she had a scheme mapped out.

Slightly red-faced, Harvey handed the store bag to her. “I never want to go through that again!” he said as he got into the car. “Buying girls’ panties! You should have seen the way that kid looked at me!”

“Thanks, Harvey.”

“The stuff came to thirteen ninety-five.”

“Thanks, again.” Edna threw the bag onto the back seat.

“Well, aren’t you going to put the clothes on?”

“Not quite yet.” She snuggled up to Harvey.

“Heyyyy… “ he protested huskily. But he didn’t push her away.

“You were afraid about not getting your money’s worth,” she said. “Do you figure a blow job is worth thirteen dollars? “

“A b-blow job?” he echoed stupidly, as if he didn’t know what she meant.

Could he be that dumb? Yes, he could be, Edna decided.

“I’m offering to suck your cock,” she whispered in his ear.

“Okay!” he responded eagerly. “But we can’t do it here! You said yourself that the cops might come around.”

“You can keep watch for them while my head is down,” Edna replied, and she unzipped his trousers once more.

She found his organ semi-hard when she hauled it out and a few quick strokes of her hand completed the process. He watched her titties tremble.

“Ooh, God!” he husked, squirming. “My wife never did that, even when we were first married.”

“What? Give you a blow job?”

“No! Play with me the way you’re doing.”

“But she does give you blow jobs, huh?” Edna’s eyes sparkled in the dim light.

“Are you kidding? I n-never had my… cock… sucked by anyone!”

“Oooooh, poor baby…!” Edna cooed, and wriggled sensuously as she bowed her head to his lap.

“Aaaaah!” he exhaled sharply when her tongue touched his prick.

She chuckled softly and licked all over the quivering pinkish bulb of his pecker.

“Keep watching for the cops now, Harvey,” she warned, her lips brushing his slippery glans.

He didn’t say anything. He was holding his breath.

When Edna clasped the knob of his penis in her warm, wet mouth, he audibly exhaled again. One of his hands went into her tousled red hair and the other reached underneath her bent body to grasp a soft, springy-firm breast. She began to suck him while slowly bobbing her head.