This story takes place in college, so everyone involved is over 18.
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The stands were packed as the crowd cheered and clapped for their team. The high rise bleachers rose above the concrete below, leaving enough room to walk under and hide in plain sight.
Under the seats, looking through the legs of everyone seated above, the football game continued as Paula tentatively followed the large, handsome young man. The crowd roared again as the ball was carried for another first down, shaking the structure they sat on.
Popcorn and trash fluttered down as she smiled nervously, kissing her secret partner. His tongue pushed its way inside her mouth, gliding over hers while their lips parted and hot breath fogged her glasses.
With a wall behind them and the bleachers in front, no one could see, or hear, as the aged mother dropped to her knees and unzipped her lover's jeans. Another loud crash occurred on the field as the defense stopped another rushing play, keeping everyone's attention focused while Paula yanked his pants down.
"Shouldn't you be cheering for your son?" John asked the attractive mother, now gripping his erection and wagging it in her face.
Glancing to her left, looking through the metal seats and rows of legs, she could barely make out the players; yet among them, #34, her son, waited for the team to get within field goal range.
"This is more important." she purred loudly, raising her voice so John could hear her.
Leaning forward, Paula opened her mouth, pushing her soft pink lips over the engorged phallus. Its length and girth were more than she could swallow, but with each attempt came small progress. Her tongue slipped under the shaft, wriggling as the head quickly met her uvula, causing her to gag and withdraw before trying again.
"Damn, you're getting better at that." he moaned, leaning back against the brick wall as she continued to squeeze him with her mouth.
Opening the buttons of her blouse, Paula's breast bounced free, allowing the the slime from her mouth to drool down her chin and into her bra supported cleavage. Pulling his dick from her mouth, she tucked his erection under her chest, putting it under her bra and trapping it tightly between her tits.
"Oh fuck." John grimaced with pleasure, now humping upward and tit fucking the blonde haired mother, completely unaware of the small group of students watching from a distance.
The spit from her mouth helped his cock glide effortlessly between her large breast, the tip popping into view every second as he used her body like a fun house. Pushing his thumb into her mouth, she eagerly sucked the appendage as he slowed his pace, edging his orgasm carefully.
Squeezing her chest together, tightening the hold on John's cock, the football game behind her continued uproariously. The clashing of plastic armor sounded again as the crowd cheered, leaving Paula momentarily deafened.
"Fourth down and fifty yards to go, it looks like they're going to punt." the announcer said over the crowd.
Turning her head away from John's cock, she twisted her body sideways, forcing him to step away from the wall so she could attempt to watch her son. The tall, lanky teenager jogged onto the field, pulling his helmet down as he stepped into formation.
