Chapter 1

Claire Parker and her teenage son Brad were sitting in the car on the street where they used to live. They both took one last look at the house and said ‘Bye-bye,’ Then Claire drove off on a thousand-mile journey to her sister’s house in the coastal town of Astoria, in the state of Oregon. Brad had just turned 17 and had grown up in the place. He looked like his father, with dark hair, tall and lean with a handsome look. Claire was now 37 years old, and a widow after her husband died in a car crash six months before. She had curly blonde hair and pale blue eyes and was petite in build—the very opposite in looks of her son.

Brad wanted to help drive the car on their thousand-mile journey to Aunt Sarah’s house in Oregon.

“I can do some of the driving,” Brad had told her.

“You have not yet passed your test, son!” Claire retorted, leaving him feeling like he was less than useless, and he was burned on his mother.

Claire drove to the speed limit, steady and carefully. Brad estimated it would take about five days to travel the entire distance to Aunt Sarah’s house.

“Are we going to sleep in the car?” Brad asked as Claire left the town behind and got onto the main highway.

“No! We are not sleeping in this car! We will stop at motels along the way,” Claire explained to her son.

“OK,” Brad said.

Less than two hundred miles later, Claire was getting tired. She had been driving for nearly four hours. The driving on the highway was relentless, and the day’s emotion was also getting to her.

“We need a motel, Brad. I need to rest up,” Claire told him in a weary tone.

“There should be one in the next couple of miles,” Brad pointed at their road map.

“OK, we will stop there for tonight,” Claire said.

Brad was disappointed at the distance they had travelled. He had hoped his mother could have driven much further. He now realised it might take much longer to get to where they were going.

The room was a standard motel room. The oversized double bed, the TV, odd pictures on the wall, and clean, fresh towels.

“I have a shower first,” Claire said and went into the bathroom. She got undressed and turned on the shower.

Brad got the TV remote and watched TV while his mother took her shower.

He flicked through the channels and then accidentally clicked onto a porn channel with a couple fucking together on a bed. Brad watched for a few seconds and then connected to change the channel before his mother returned.

Claire finished her shower just a few seconds later and came out with a bath towel.

“You next!” Claire ordered Brad.

“I’m fine,” Brad said.

“Shower! Now! You smell like a goat!” Claire shouted at him.

Brad showered and took his time doing so.

Claire got into bed, took the remote, and clicked on the channels on the TV.

She, too, discovered the porn channels and watched several couples having a fucking orgy together. She cared for a few seconds, amused at the antics of the porn actors and then she clicked the remote over onto a news channel.

When Brad came out of the bathroom, she got into bed with his mother, and they discussed what to watch on the TV.

‘We got the news, dinosaur movie, and this!’ Claire clicked the remote, and the porn channel came on. There was a couple fucking on a sofa with the woman moaning loudly.

“Er ... Maybe the dinosaur movie.” Brad said, a little red-faced, that his mother had discovered the porn channel he had been watching while she was in the shower.

‘OK ... Dino movie it is then.’ Claire said and switched backwards with the remote.

Two hours later, the dino movie was finished.

“What next?” Claire asked her son.

“Don’t know anything, I suppose,” Brad replied.

With a wicked grin, Claire took the remote and clicked back onto the porn channels.

“How about I let you watch this, and I can give you the benefit of my experience as a mother...” Claire said to Brad.

“Er...” Brad stuttered.

As the TV screen was filled with naked bodies, all in some form of sexual position, the women moaned loudly in sexual excitement. Brad watched in complete embarrassment next to his mother in the motel room.

“Don’t be so embarrassed, Brad. This is perhaps a little over the top. But this is what sex is about. Men and women... ‘Fucking with each other’ Look at them, go at it, son,” Claire explained to Brad.

Claire watched the TV screen and glanced at her son next to her. Brad was silent, and his eyes were wide open, watching the couples having sex together.

“Have you ever seen porn before?” She asked her son.

“Er...” Brad stuttered to answer without trying to implicate himself in saying something wrong.

“Maybe...” He managed to say.

“So you have, then. No need to be embarrassed I know you have looked at porn; I have seen your laptop history. I know what you have been looking at,” Claire told him what she knew about him.

“Ah ... Why did you do that, Mom!” Brad complained.

“I am your mother. I know everything, Brad. Everything!” She emphasised the last word to him.

They were silent for a few moments, and then Claire did the second most unexpected thing of the evening. (Apart from watching a porn movie) She slipped her hand down Brad’s body, took hold of his stiffening young teenage cock, and began to stroke it, masturbating him. Brad froze and let his mother do what she wanted. He was confused and surprised at the same time and had no idea how to react to his mother’s hand stroking his cock.

“Do you like that?” Claire asked Brad.

Brad said nothing, but he nodded his head because he did like it. He glanced towards his mother, and she caught his eye, and they held each other’s gaze for a while.

“How about I do this for you,” Claire said as she nodded her head downward, pulling back the sheets and exposing Brad’s now fully erect cock. Claire licked her lips, took her son’s cock into her mouth and sucked on it.

“Wow!” Brad called out under his breath.

Claire was naked and with the sheet pulled back, Brad could see her breast and nipples as she sucked on his cock.

Clair looked back at Brad, looking straight into his eyes. She stopped sucking and sat upright.

“Listen, Brad. We can do anything we like for the next few days while on the road. So what happens on the road, stays on the road, understand?”

“Sur mom,” rad replied.

“Don’t call me mom anymore. Call me ... Partner or my name, Claire. No more of being called mom. Got it!” Claire informed Brad.

“Ok, mom ... Er ... Sorry! Claire,” Brad replied and managed to say her name.

Claire looked over to the TV and the porn it was showing. The woman sucking cock had now climbed onto the man and was riding him ‘Cowgirl’ style.

Claire looked back at Brad and, smiling at him, swung her leg over and sat onto him.

“Brad, I have not had sex with anyone for a long time. So right now, tonight, you and I are going to be fuck buddies,” Claire told him.

With that said, she shuffled backwards and mounted Brad, guiding his teenage cock into her pussy. She got on top and, like the woman in the porn movie, began to ride Brad ‘Cowgirl’ Style.

Brad looked at his mother and could see and feel his cock inside her pussy and her fucking him. He was speechless and could only manage to look surprised with a silly wide grin on his face and his eye open, watching his mother fuck herself on his cock.