The feeling of guilt was tugging on my brain every time I saw my son. It's been three weeks since our last encounter and there wasn't a day that I didn't think about him and the way he fucked me, or the way I sucked his cock. I knew how wrong it was, I knew that as his mother I never should have let this happen but somehow my thoughts betrayed me. Over and over I would come back to those wonderful moments of incest....moments of pure pleasure between me and my son and my body would react. I promised myself to spend more time with my husband, to get my mind off my son.
One day my husband was leaving on a business trip for a few days and I decided to surprise him, I decided to be a little naughty and walk in on him totally naked before he leaves and screw his brains out, especially when I haven't had any sex in a while, I was hornier than ever. It was 6am and he was in our study room working on his computer, he was to leave for the airport in one hour. Just enough time for a quick one, I thought.
I made sure that kids were still asleep and wearing nothing but a night gown sneaked up to the study room door. I peeked in and saw him turned away from the door with his feet up on the desk looking at the computer screen. I quickly took my gown off and quietly stepped thought he door. God, being naked like that was turning me on so bad. I walked up behind him poised to wrap my hands around him and looked at the screen. My heart stopped, I froze in my tracks in shock. What I saw on the screen was pictures of naked girls posing in sexy positions. Some of them had their legs spread open, some of them were kissing each other or having oral sex. The screen was flashing picture after picture of girls…..young...barely over the legal age, about the age of our daughter, in nasty positions. I saw a young girl hold up a huge dildo buried in another girls ass, my god…..I was shocked to see that, a small shiver of excitement running up and down my spine. I saw my husband had his cock out and was stroking it, looking at the screen.
I must have moved or he must have sensed my presence because he turned his head and saw that I was there watching. His eyes got really big and his face turned red, he immediately tried putting his hard cock back inside his pants and minimize the window with the porn on it. In shock I turned around and walked out of the room. I picked up my robe and ran upstairs locking myself in the bathroom.
After a few minutes my husband knocked on the door, trying to talk to me but I just couldn't, I was still in shock of discovering him looking at those young girls on his computer. I did not come out until he was gone to the airport on his business trip. I spent the rest of the morning thinking about what I saw…..thinking about discovering my husband and what he liked to look at....lesbians…..young, nasty lesbians fucking each other with dildo. The image of that young girl flashed through my mind making my mouth dry. I was amazed at how big that thing was....and she had it in her ass! How long did it take her to stretch her ass that much to be able to take such a big toy in her, I wondered.
I was in the kitchen cleaning up after lunch when Tommy came in.
"Hi Mom, what's cooking"
"Oh nothing son, just doing a little clean up" I said looking at him.
He came closer looking back at me. He stopped with his crotch rubbing against my hip. I didn't look away; I kept looking into his eyes…..I don't know why….it was as if his presence was making me exited. I felt his hand on my lower back and I swallowed hard knowing that this was more than just a son, mother touch.
"Mom....Dad's gone...I was wondering....can we…..you know"
He was looking into my eyes with genuine wonder in his look. I felt his hand starting to slide down onto my ass. I didn't answer, I just stared at him. His hand reached my ass and I felt him grab my ass cheek, spreading it, rubbing it in circles.
"Mom, I missed you"
He leaned over and planted a kiss on my lips making my mouth open up and allow his tongue in. Immediately I responded with my own tongue sliding around his in a wet, intimate kiss. His hand traveled down past the edges of my skirt and soon was pulling my skirt up, over my hips. I remembered my daughter was upstairs and a small shiver of fear ran through me. I gently broke our kiss.
"Tommy...please...Kristy's upstairs" I said in a whisper confused at what was happening.
He had my skirt up above my hips and was rubbing my ass bunching my panties in the crack of my ass. He was massaging my bare cheeks and leaned over kissing me on the neck. I looked over at the hallway and listened for footsteps but didn't hear any…..Oh Jesus….thank god. I allowed my son to suck on my neck while playing with my ass, his fingers sliding under my panties and touching my holes. Oh god I was letting my own son do this to me.....and why not...I loved his touch....I loved the attention. I felt his fingers slide into my wet pussy and gave out a whimper.
"Oh your pussy's so wet Mom"
Oh God…..this was going further than it should, my daughter was just upstairs. His fingers were in me, I don't know how many; it felt like three or four. My pussy was stretched but being so lubricated it allowed my son to easily finger fuck me. He was still sucking on my neck making me so wet. I involuntarily started to buck my hips coming down onto his fingers fucking him, I was softly moaning while doing that lost in this moment of incest. Suddenly I heard something, sounded like a door than something else...footsteps, down the stairs.
"Tommy...Tommy God let me go" I pushed against him as we were about to be discovered.
He let go of me and I pulled my skirt into place just as my daughter came into the kitchen.
"Hi guys...what's going on?" Innocent question but it made me jump.
"Nothing sweetie....how are you?" I answered barely able to control my voice.
"Oh you know, Jessica flaked out on me tonight so I'm staying in, not going anywhere, besides...I got some movies that I borrowed from her that I want to watch"
I looked at Tommy and the big bulge he had in his pants, an outline of his big cock. I could tell he was really disappointed, he was obviously counting on Kristy going out tonight. Oh god what did he have in mind for me tonight, I started wondering. Kristy was drinking something from the refrigerator and looking at me weird.
"Mom…..Dad really did a number on you" She smiled.
"What...what are you talking about?" I looked at her unsure.
"Did he draw blood on this one?" She walked up to me pointing at my neck.
Oh god….my neck…..Tommy was sucking on it for a longest time, he must have given me a hickey! One thing I didn't realize at the time was that my hickey was still fresh and wet. My daughter was staring at it for a longest time, her eyes slowly widening as if she came to a some kind of wild suspicion/realization. She looked at Tommy and back at me. Neither one of us dared to look at her, both afraid of being made. I slowly turned and walked out of the kitchen stopping in the hallway with my back against the wall and my stomach cramping.
"Tommy, was that hickey fresh?..." I heard Kristy's voice.
"What, I don't know…..how should I know"
"Did you...…."
"Don't be stupid Kristy" Tommy yelled.
I started walking towards the stairs, shaking a little. All I could think of was that my daughter discovered our secret; she was going to tell...she was going to tell my husband. I walked into the room and looking at the mirror saw a bid red mark on my neck that was still wet. I lay on my bed thinking of what happened and what to do about it when I heard the door open and saw my son walk in. He came up to me and sat down beside me on the bed.
"Mom, you're all right?"
"Tommy she knows" Was the only thing that I could say.
"Mom no she doesn't, she didn't see anything she might have a wild suspicion but she doesn't know" His hand rested on top of mine.
"Oh God, what am I going to do if she tells John..." I looked at Tommy.
I was really worried, the thought of loosing everything gnawing at my mind. He gently took my hand and brought it to his lips, kissing it. He pulled on me and brought me to his chest wrapping his hands around and giving me a reassuring hug. He smelled so good and felt even better, I needed this, I needed the contact.
"Kristy will never tell anyone even if she suspects something...trust me…..she just wishes she could give you that hickey"
His hands slowly traveled under my shirt gently touching my back. Wait….what did he say!
"Tommy what do you mean?" I kept my head close to his chest.
"Well…..she spends a lot of time with Jessica….I just think that they might be doing something….you know…..something sexy"
My daughter? It was an unbelievable thought! But what if she does, it was true that the two girls spent a lot of time together. I felt my sons hand come around and cup my breast under my shirt letting my nipple poke out in between his fingers. Oh god, not again.....he wants to feel me again...I thought. I knew I should stop him, especially after being nearly discovered, but his touch felt so good.
"Son...have you ever seen them do anything like that" I asked pushing myself away from his chest and looking into his eyes.
His hand stayed on my breast. He came up and laid on his side beside me on the bed propping his head up on one hand facing me, I stayed on my back. His fingers were gently tugging on my nipple making it so hard. I was getting wet, hot and turned on.
"Well no not really….I just seen them hug really close"
He moved his hand down to my stomach and than slid it under my skirt. I felt him tug on the waist band of my panties and than his fingers sliding down under them towards my pussy. Oh God, why didn't I stop him? Why was I allowing my own son to feel me down there? I felt his fingers on my pussy lips, playing with them, spreading them to the sides. I was already breathing hard, looking at him.
"Tommy what are you doing?"
"I'm feeling your pussy Mom" He simply answered looking into my eyes.
I felt one of his fingers starting to work its way inside my wet hole.
"Oh God son…..please stop...I'm your Mother…..Ohhhh..." Involuntary moan….I couldn't help myself.
His finger slid in and than immediately another. It felt so good but...so immoral. What was it about letting my son do this to me that turned me on so much!!!
"Is that why you spread your legs…..because you want me to stop?"
I looked down and saw my legs apart, spread, allowing him access to me…..to my hot, wet pussy. Oh God I shouldn't…..I didn't even feel myself do that! What was I doing? He leaned over and kissed me, long sensual kiss, his tongue penetrating my mouth while finger fucking me the whole time. Ohhhhhhh.....I was moaning.....moaning into my son's mouth. He broke the kiss looking into my eyes. I was looking back full of anticipation of what would happen next. He withdrew his fingers, bringing them up to my mouth. I was surprised....what did he want me to do with them?
"I love you Mom" He said, his wet fingers inches away from my mouth.
OH god I could smell my pussy....I could see my wetness...my pussy juices on my son's fingers. I knew what he wanted me to do. As if hypnotized I moved my head up, extended my tongue and opened my mouth taking those wet fingers in. Uhhhmmmm...so good...so delicious...I rolled my eyes in pleasure of tasting my own pussy as I sucked on his fingers.
"Good girl....Oh man, every time you do that you give me such a hard on. Keep sucking on them…..taste your own pussy....oh Jesus...such a good slut..."
There it was again…..my son calling me a slut! I loved it, I was so turned on I could do anything for him right now.
"Mom!" I heard in a distance.
Oh God not now! It was Kristy, calling me. How could I have forgotten that my daughter was still there? Tommy took his delicious fingers out of my mouth, disappointment on his face.
"God Mom, I have to have you tonight…..and Kristy…..she's ruining it all. We have to go out...we have to get out of the house. Let's just go to the movies or something, find a place where we can be alone"
He was pleading, kissing my face now, my neck and feeling my body through my clothes.
"Ok…..Ok son we will…..please let me go...I have to go down there otherwise she will suspect something"
I pushed him off and stood up looking down at him. His cock was hard imprinted in his pants. Oh god, such a big cock..... With mischief in my eyes and out of control I leaned over and unzipped my son's fly taking his cock out. I stroked it with my hand feeling the hot, velvet skin and looking into his eyes.
"I'll give you a little taste of what might happen tonight"
I leaned over and took his hard cock into my mouth, swallowing the length of it. I saw him stiffen up and heard his moan. I sucked his cock deep, letting it sink down my throat, bobbing my head up and down with deep long strokes, massaging his purple head with my throat.
"Mom" I heard Kristy yell again.
With great difficulty I pulled off of my son looking at his gorgeous cock. I turned and walked out of the room. I walked into the kitchen where Kristy was sitting at the kitchen table.
"Mom can I talk to you" She said.
"Sure sweetie, what's up" I made my voice sound relaxed while in fact I was really nervous.
"It's just…..it's just some things at school Mom....some of the boys at school made some comments towards me that really bothered me"
She sat up on top of the table next to me. She was wearing a short pair of loose shorts and a tea shirt, something she always wore around the house. This time however her shorts seemed shorter than usual, her long legs exposed making me look at them…..god was it getting hot in here?
"They teased me about my butt...that…..that I have a big butt Mom" She whispered.
What? My daughter? Now way...she doesn't have a big butt...her ass is just perfect. I looked at her sitting there and her butt, but of course in that position I couldn't see anything.
"Honey, your butt is just perfect, don't worry about what a couple of jerks might say"
I could tell that wasn't enough, that she really had doubts.
"Mom, do you really think it's not big? I really need to know…..please just be honest"
She jumped down and stood with her butt towards me, looking back at me over her shoulder. Oh boy, I thought, she does have a nice butt. I admired my daughter's ass through her shorts without saying anything as suddenly I felt a stirring...a stirring that made me want to see more. As if reading my mind, Kristy grabbed the shorts on the sides and pulled them up over her hips. The fabric stretched and dug itself into the crack of her supple young ass exposing both cheeks and her curvy hips. Oh God...what is she doing? My mouth suddenly watered and I swallowed hard. Although I kept my eyes on my daughter's ass, I saw her smile. Oh Jesus...why was she smiling....was it because I was staring at her nearly naked ass? Why was I just staring at it?
"So Mom, what do you think? Is my ass really big?" She asked innocently.
Again I had to swallow hard before responding.
"Honey no way....it's perfect" I automatically responded.
I looked up at my young daughter and noticed she had a light smirk on her face, but there was something else....something in her eyes....excitement? This feeling that you get when you're doing something you're not supposed to? It was definitely there. I licked my lips and looked at her ass again noticing that she pulled her shorts even higher. I could see her vulva between her legs because those shorts were so thin and tightly pressed against her pussy. Right in the middle was a nice imprint of her pussy lips separated by a gash down the middle. I knew I shouldn't have been looking but my eyes would not look away, and it was making my pussy wet. Strange feeling when your own daughter can make you wet.
As if having enough, Kristy pulled her shorts down into place and turning around walked up to me close. She bent down and bringing her face right next to mine said "Thanks". With that she gave me a slight seemingly innocent kiss on the lips. Oh God I still had Tommy's taste in my mouth from sucking his cock! I looked into my daughter's eyes as she kissed me to see if she noticed, but I couldn't tell. She broke away and standing up straight walked away as my eyes trailed her ass swaying back and forth.
As she was walking up the stairs, Tommy walked down passing his sister on the way.
"Mom….come on…..I can't stand it....let's go out" He pleaded.
I was so confused between my daughter and my son…..what was happening to me? I knew exactly what he wanted, he wanted to fuck me, he wanted me to suck his cock and it was impossible to make it happen here with Kristy around.
By this time I was so horny that I didn't even put up an argument. I basically nodded my head and told him to be ready in one hour. I went up to Kristy's room and told her that me and Tommy were going to catch a movie and asked if she wanted to come along. She said she wanted to catch up on some movies here and that she would stay.
I took a good bath, shaving myself in the process, making sure my pussy and ass were totally smooth and started getting dressed. I wanted to wear something sexy for Tommy, something that would show off my tits and ass, to make me look really sexy. I picked out a short skirt and put it on without any panties. Next I found an old slip blouse that was too small on me five years ago. I put it on and looked at myself in the mirror. My god...the blouse barely contained my tits, the string supports over my shoulders came down nearly to my nipples letting my tits roll out on top and the sides. The blouse had a deep cleavage so my whole middle was exposed as well. It seemed like the only thing that was covered were my nipples. The bottom of it didn't quite cover my hips so there was five inch gap between my blouse and my skirt showing off my tummy. There was no way I would ever wear something like this in public but tonight, after the incident with my husband, and being so horny…..I didn't care. Tonight...I would look like a slut…my son's slut.
I examined myself in the mirror again...something was missing. I grabbed the sides of my skirt and pulled it down a bit exposing the tops of my hips. Nice....but still not quite enough. I pulled the skirt down more, almost half way down my hips. Yeah...oh my....that's it, but now everyone can see that I don't have any panties on. I grabbed a pair of black thongs and slipped them on. I had to pull them under my skirt and pull the sides over my hips...way over my hips…..nice; the thong was now visible to everyone. I topped the whole thing off with a pair of black high heels and was ready to go. One last thing I did was to put a long, thin sweater on to cover myself until I was out of the house and our neighborhood.
I walked downstairs where I met Tommy already waiting for me.
"Kristy we're leaving" I yelled.
"Ok Mom, see you guys later" Was her only response.
"You sure you don't want to come along" I yelled back.
"No, have a good time"
We were in the kitchen and Tommy walked up to me from behind and grabbing my thighs raised my skirt up.
"Uhhhh...look at those legs…..and those hips...I'd love to see what's between them" he was staring at me with wide eyes full of excitement.
He ran his hand down between my legs and rubbed my pussy though my panties. Oh god this was so hot…..he was doing this right here in the house with me talking to Kristy.
"Ok, don't stay up too late Kristy"
I could barely control my voice. He reached with one of his fingers under the fabric of my thong and was now rubbing my clit in circular motions. As much as I loved what my son was doing to me, I had to stop it.
"Tommy please….we have to go" I whispered.
"Oh God Mom, I just want to fuck you so bad" He was hot.
I turned around and cupped his face in my hand.
"I know baby…..I know...please...I promise, I'll let you fuck me for as long as you want tonight.....wait just a little while longer....until we get out of the house" I kissed him sliding my tongue into his mouth.
He was holding my hand as he led me to the garage. He opened the car door for me and was helping me into the car. When I put my foot up to get into the car, I felt my skirt slipping up over my hips. I didn't stop it, I let it slip up...over my hips exposing my ass. I felt so sexy than...so uninhibited, giving my son a nice view of my ass.
"Mom, don't move, just hold it like this for now"
I didn't understand why but soon found out. Click, click, click, the camera was in his hands and he was shooting pictures of me with my ass exposed. Oh God, doesn't he ever stop?
"Tommy please…..I can't have you take pictures of me like that…..it's too dangerous baby…..what if you forget to erase them....and than...someone looks at them"
Oh god, just the thought of it made my pussy wet which surprised me again....why would I want anyone to look at me like that? I wasn't just some slut off the streets... Snap, snap, was the only reply. Again my son was fascinated by my body, and I didn't blame him. It felt good to be wanted, to be admired, right here me….not some young….underage girls on the computer screen. I bent over a little bit, to give him a better view.
"Oh man Mom…..why don't you move that g-string out of the way so I can take some real pictures"
"Real pictures? Real pictures of what baby" I moaned looking back at my son and hooked my finger into the thong string running down between my ass knowing how dangerous it was to do that right here in our garage with Kristy upstairs.
"Your pussy Mom....real pictures of your pussy....come on show it...."
"Uhhhhhh....naughty son….you are wanting to see your mother's pussy"
I was playing with him, teasing him. I lifted the g-string up and onto one cheek, clearly taking it out of my ass crack showing him my asshole but keeping my pussy covered. Click, click, click. He was taking more of my pictures. Although it was exiting me beyond belief it was one thing that I really had doubts about...it was one thing that I thought might be too dangerous to do....letting my son take my pictures.
"Why don't you put that camera away and I'll show you my pussy"
He hesitated for a moment but as soon as I lifted my panties up and gave him a quick peek at my bold, moist pussy he set his camera down on the nearby work bench. Oh god, we were in the garage doing this, I listened for any signs of Kristy in the kitchen and then lifted my thong panties to the side exposing myself completely for my son. I knew I was wet down there…..I knew he could see the wetness so I arched my back sticking my ass out completely for my son's viewing pleasure.
"Is that what you wanted to see baby? Is this how you want your Mother to be?" I moaned looking at my son from behind my opened ass.
He was looking right at my ass...right at my pussy unable to speak. I saw a huge bulge in his pants and I instinctively licked my lips wishing I could wrap my mouth around his shaft. I spread my legs a little bit more allowing my pussy lips to part, the feeling running shivers up my spine as they did. I held on to the car seat with both of my hands and put my head down enjoying the moment. I didn't know what my son was going to do, I didn't care, he could have fucked me right there but he didn't...he didn't even touch me which surprised me. I heard a steady stroking noise and I knew he had his dick out and was pumping it. I reached behind me and spread my pussy lips apart sliding my finger in between them up and down, I than slowly inserted the finger in my hole and begun fucking myself with it.
"Oh god Mom...oh Jesus you're so fucking hot"
My son was so exited….so hot looking at me spreading my pussy and fucking myself. I inserted another finger and reached behind with my other hand spreading my ass cheeks apart. The feeling of my fingers inside my pussy and the cool air on my asshole was bringing me to an edge making me moan louder and louder.
"Ohhhh...Ahhhh…..Oh Jesus...OOOhhhh fuck"
I was fucking myself right here in the garage in front of my son no longer concerned about getting caught by my daughter. Oh God what a feeling to be able to just spread my legs and let anyone see how I could fuck my hole. I slipped another finger in stretching my pussy and moaning like a slut.
"Oh My…..Oh my pussy...oh yeah…..Ahhhhh…..UUhhmmm...Oh god I love it"
I came…..I came hard shuddering and stuffing my fingers all the way in and hanging on through a powerful orgasm. Who knows how loud I was I can only remember moaning like a slut. I could barely breathe when I remembered afterwards where I was and turning towards my son saw him with his camera taking my pictures. No not the pictures, I thought wondering how many he managed to take. I put my thong back into place and stood up straight pulling my skirt down.
"Had a good show?" I asked.
"Uh yeah, this will add to my collection"
"Collection? Tommy!!!! You promised me you would erase all those pictures!"
"Erase them, Mom you're too hot, those pictures are great. Wait till I show them to you you'll say yourself not to erase them, besides no one will ever see them but me"
I looked at my son with big concern in my eyes.
"Yeah but what if they fall into wrong hands son, what than?"
"They won't Mom, I promise, I have them password protected"
This is what I was afraid of, it was so risky. But I felt something else…..a curiosity to see them….to see myself in those poses…..posing like a slut…..like a porn star. Maybe I should just let him hang on to them for a little while longer, just until I see them.
"Oh God Tommy, just make sure no one ever looks at them, and I mean no one"
He came up to me happy giving me a kiss and a hug and of course grabbing my butt.
"Thanks Mom, I promise no one will ever look at them"
"Ok, let's get out of here before Kristy suspects something"
We got into the car and drove away. We went to see a movie but because of a lot of people around us we couldn't really do anything in the theater besides occasional touch. For the last fifteen minutes of the movie my son managed to slip his hand under my ass and finger my pussy as we watched the ending of it. To everyone else we were just a couple sitting close together; to us we were Mother and Son intimately close to each other in an incest relationship. After getting out of the movies I took us to the local dive bar that I knew about. It was one of those dimly lit places that one could have a very private conversation in a booth and maybe shoot some pool. I came here with m husband a few times and enjoyed spending time there.
After walking in I took my son to the back where there was an adjacent portion that housed the pool table and a lonely booth. Luckily no one was there so we sat down in it looking around. The only people that were there were few men by the main bar, we were completely by ourselves back here. Tommy immediately leaned over and planted a big wet kiss on my lips grabbing one of my breasts through the light sweater I was wearing. I was so happy that we could finally be a lone, even though there were other people there. I ran my hand down to his cock and examined the big hard on that he already had, it felt huge. I unzipped him and released the monster.
"Uhhmmm….look at that big piece of meat…..uuhhhh…..is this all for me....is this all for your Mother?" I looked at him teasing.
He knew I loved his cock, and I knew he loved when I talked that way.
"Mom, this cock is all yours, god I'd love to fuck you right now"
He moved his hand way under my sweater and discovered that I had my blouse on. Immediately I felt his hands trying to tug my sweater up in an attempt to take it off.
"Not so fast sailor….do you think I'm just a cheap slut" I was stroking his hard cock now kissing him from time to time with my extended tongue. He looked at me and simply said "Yes Mom, I think you're a total slut". Jesus, he had no idea how much this turned me on. My pussy electrified my body and I slid my tongue into his mouth. I sat there stroking him and let him pull my sweater over my head. He threw it behind us and looked at my exposed tits. The tiny little blouse completely dislodged was way above my tits. I didn't care that we were in a bar full of people, I kept telling myself that they couldn't see me and that I could pull my blouse to cover my tits at any time but I wasn't exactly sure if I wanted to.
"Oh Jesus Mom you look so hot...look at your tits, they're so huge….they're so hot…..fuck they're so exposed" He looked around as if realizing that we were in a public place for the first time.
Seeing that no one was around, he bent over and started sucking on my nipples. I was enjoying his touch and my pussy was flooding with juices. All the frustrations and stored up sexual energy beginning to release as I let my son treat me this way.
"Uhhmm nice but I think that your panties need to come off" He said looking at me expectantly.
"Oh boy….you want your Mommy to take her panties off right here in a bar full of people? Do you think I'm just a slut Mommy that will do anything for her son?" I already started getting up to get out of the booth, the thought of obeying him running shivers up and down my spine.
He looked at me with a smile, running his eyes all over me as I stood there in front of him tits exposed.
"Yes Mommy…take those panties off…they're just going to be in a way of what I'll be doing to you"
Hint, hint. He wanted to fuck me, I knew it, but right here…in this bar? Like a cheap whore? The thought made my pussy flood with juices and soak my panties….my thong panties. I gave the bar a quick look, there was a guy sitting in a booth that could see me but he had his head turned towards the TV screen watching the game. Oh god this was so risky! I had my breasts exposed just standing there. Should I just take them off? What if he sees? I looked that way again and seeing him in the same position hooked my thumbs around the sides of my panties started pulling them off, little by little moving my hips from side to side as a stripper would. I reached under my skirt pulling it up over my hips to grab the panties exposing myself completely. I pulled them down to about mid thigh and looked down. Oh My God....my bold pussy….and my pussy lips visible! I couldn't hold it, I came moaning "Uhhhhmmmm...ahhhhhh...ohhhhhhh" It was a powerful orgasm that shuddered through me. As if the waves of hot molten iron running through my veins I moaned and held on closing my eyes. At one point I leaned over and held on to the table because my knees became so weak. I felt someone's hands on my thighs and opened my eyes, not fully recovered yet. It was my son pulling the panties off of me. I weakly stepped out of them and he brought them to his face, inhaling hard.
"Uhmmmm….Mom you smell so good….why don't you sit right here in front of me and let me eat you" He padded the table in front of him.
Like in a trans I walked up and lifting one leg over his lap sat on the table in front of him spreading my legs a bit to give him a peak at my pussy. I looked down at my son just to see him staring right between my legs. I was so hot so tender and so happy that he wanted my pussy so much. I didn't think of anything else, of how wrong this must have been, of the people around the corner in the main bar that at anytime could see me...could see me be a slut.
"Oh god baby….I came so hard...your Mommy came so hard for you….did you like it….do you like me exposed like that in this bar?" I was staring at him waiting for him to say what I needed him to say.
"Hell yeah Mom…..god I love when you're being a slut" He reached out with his hands putting them on my knee and spread my legs exposing my bold pussy. My skirt ran up around my hips totally out of the way.
"Oh baby…..my hot son….you're going to eat my pussy? You're going to give your Mother a tongue bath" I was purring at him, slowly reclining and supporting myself on my elbows.
He reached out and pushed my legs up setting my feet on top of his shoulders. In this position I was totally exposed. He slowly brought his face down to my pussy and extending his tongue licked my slit from top to bottom making me wild with sexual desire. I rolled my eyes and pushed my head back moaning and breathing hard. He did it again, and again, and again. My juices were flowing out of me, dripping over my asshole and down to the table below. I looked down at him and he drove his tongue into my opened hole.
"Oh god baby….look what you're doing to me…..look what you're doing to your Mom….God you're making me act like such a slut"
"Mom, your pussy so fucking delicious….I could eat you all night"
While holding on to my ankles he brought my legs up, making my knees touch my tits and spreading my legs more. I knew what he was doing; he was exposing my asshole to him. I couldn't take my eyes off of him, looking on as my secret desire was coming true. How often have I fantasized about having my asshole licked, about having a stranger have his way with my ass as I hung on powerlessly begging him to stop. Was my son going to make this come true for me? I looked on as his tongue slid past my pussy and lightly touched my asshole. Oh God this feeling…..it started building up…..I was going to explode.
My son firmly pressed his tongue into my ass as I moaned like a slut.
"Uhhhmmmm…..oh my…..my ass...eat my ass Tommy…..eat your Mother's ass….just like that…..so dirty…..you dirty little boy….ahhhhhh" My pussy was hot, on fire and I moaned loud. Luckily for us the music was blaring loud and drowned out my cries of passion.
Tommy moved down, almost below my ass and was sliding his tongue in and out of my asshole with ease. Not believing that this was happening to me, I pushed myself up a bit to get a better view.
"OHhhhh Myyy Goooddd….." I moaned shocked and exited.
My son had his mouth wide open with his tongue buried deep inside my asshole while my pussy juices were flowing out of my pussy, onto his tongue and into his mouth. I saw a steady stream of mucasy, clear liquid on my son's tongue as he tongue fucked my ass. I was Cumming, this was too much. I shuddered and moved my hips up, impaling more of Tommy's tongue inside my ass.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh...…..yessss....ohhhhhhhhhhhh"
The whole time I kept my eyes on my sons opened mouth swallowing my juices. I saw stars in front of my eyes, as my vision darkened but I kept my legs opened and my pussy visible to my son. The feeling was so intense, so long lasting. I looked away and saw a man standing behind the pool table, at the corner of the wall watching us, watching my bare pussy and my son tongue fucking my ass. Our eyes met and I shuddered with another orgasm. I wasn't done yet; he wasn't supposed to be there. I closed my eyes as the thought of a stranger watching me do this with my son ran through my mind and another orgasm gripped me.
I felt Tommy's tongue so deep inside my ass; I looked down again, riding my orgasm as he was still doing it...tongue fucking my ass. I looked over to the stranger and he was still there, watching us...watching me. My legs moved, involuntarily opening up, facing the stranger…..letting him…..have a look at me. Oh my god no, I thought, this wasn't happening...I can't do this...I'm not a slut...wait, am I?
I looked down at my son, he pulled his tongue out of my ass and sucked my pussy lips inside of his mouth, sucking, twisting, and twirling. God I was in such an ecstasy…I couldn't stop…..I couldn't stop this even if I wanted to...I would let this stranger watch what my son did to me. Tommy disengaged and came up licking my tits.
"Mom…..I'm gone fuck you now...I'm going to fuck your brains out" He was hot and exited, my baby…..my son.
"OH yeah…..do it...fuck me now baby....I want you in me, pounding away at my pussy"
I looked over at the stranger as he smiled at me clearly enjoying the show I was giving him. I looked him up and down. He was handsome, about my age, brown hair nice eyes and in shape. Looking down at his crotch I saw an evident bulge in his pants. Yes, he was enjoying the show.
My son put his cock at the entrance to my pussy and pushed in sinking his shaft half way. I was so wet that it wasn't hard at all, I could have taken two cocks inside me, I thought. Two cocks, I looked over at the stranger again. He was there looking at my son fucking me. Oh god I loved it. I was exposed letting my son fuck me and a stranger look at me. I felt as if I was putting on a show...as if I had an audience…..as if I was shooting a movie…..a porno with cameras around. Oh god another fantasy of mine. I couldn't understand why I was so dirty. I wondered if other Mothers had fantasies like mine.
"Oh yeas Mom...you're a perfect slut…..god I love you"
My son's big cock was sliding in and out of me making me wild, making me cum again. He moaned loud as well and increased the speed with which he fucked me ready to spill his load inside. I had an idea.
"Wait baby, don't cum inside of me…pull out and let me drink your cum…..please...I need to taste it" I looked up at him pleading.
He just looked at me shaking his head.
"Damn you're nasty…..just like a Mother should be"
I smiled up at him.
"Anything for my baby son...I'll eat your cock anytime"
He didn't know that there was someone watching us, he didn't know that I was putting on a show....for someone else as well; I couldn't tell him…..I didn't know how he would react. He was almost there, I could tell, panting and moaning and so was I. Suddenly he pulled out and jumping over me on top of the table straddled my head.
"Do it Mom…..suck me off until I cum in your mouth"
Who was I to refuse my son? I grabbed his wet shaft and stuck it into my mouth sucking hungrily, licking my pussy juices off of his shaft and continually stroking him…..stroking him so he would cum in my mouth. I looked over between my son's legs making sure that the stranger had a good view. He did so I continued...milking my baby for all he was worth. With my lips over the head of his cock he didn't last long, he exploded sending cum down my throat. One…..two…..three. I choked a little swallowing shots of cum…..my son's cum. I exploded into my own orgasm swallowing my son's cum and his cock.
"Oh fuck yeah....oh fuck yeah...nice slut...nice slut mommy, take it all"
I heard his voice as if from afar. I just held on, spread open...violated…..on display for some stranger. I knew that the thoughts that I had were only increasing my orgasm and I couldn't stop thinking so dirty. I have become a slut.....a slut of my dreams and I didn't feel bad about it, just the opposite…..I loved it. I loved my son fucking me, I loved sucking his big cock....and I loved exposing myself to strangers.
"OH Mom….Jesus that was great…..god you're sexy when you're like that"
He pulled his softening cock out of my mouth and jumped down off the table but stayed close between my opened legs. He leaned over and kissed me, kissed me right on the lips. I felt his tongue inside my mouth and passionately kissed my son back. When he finally sat down on the bench in front of me I looked over looking for the stranger but he wasn't there. Good, I thought, I wouldn't have to explain anything. I slid down off the table and sat next to my son.
"God baby this was wonderful…..you know just how to please me" I looked up at him sexily still mostly naked.
"Mom, I love you so much…..I was waiting for this for so long….and….I can't believe we did this in a bar where anybody could have seen us"
"I know but...I don't care anymore…..let them see me" I purred into his shoulder thinking about the stranger watching.
"Really Mom….you would let anybody see you do this?" He was exited looking at me like a kid about to get a treat.
"Oh god baby yes….don't you realize….I love you….and…..and I'll do anything for you…..anything" Oh god this could lead me into so much trouble, I thought, but I loved it….I loved being so close to my son and being his…..slut.
"Uhmmm….I will remember this you know…..and I have your promise right?.....Anything?"
"Anything..." I looked up at him and kissed his lips.
"But it's getting late, and we should get going, it's dark already"
I reached out for my panties and sweater, but my son held my hand.
"Mom, could you go out there like this….wearing what you're wearing" God he was such a little pervert, I thought.
I looked at him almost saying no but stopped myself. Didn't I just say I would do anything? Oh god, my top would not contain my large tits, I would show them walking out but my skirt should effectively hide my ass. I looked over at Tommy, my son was watching me, judging…..trying to see how far I would go. Ok...no problem….I gathered my courage and stood up.
"You ready handsome?" I asked and grabbed his hand.
He got out of the booth holding my panties and sweater in the other hand, visible to everyone and pulled me behind him. I looked down at my tits and saw that my nipples were exposed, the tiny blouse unable to cover anything. Further I saw my skirt riding high, higher than usual. We were almost to the main part of the bar, it was my last chance to pull my skirt down and.....I didn't....I walked out there led by my son…..looking like a slut exposed for anyone.
I immediately saw looks, guys looking at us….at me, shocked and pleased to see me that way. I heard whistles and comments…..rude comments that any other day would make me cringe and slap the person that was saying it. But today....I loved it….the more looks….the more whistles...the ruder comments about my body I got...the sexier I walked. By the time we reached the door I was walking on stiff legs with my hips swaying back and forth and…..oh yeah...I managed to reach behind me and pull my skirt over my ass exposing it. That's when the whole bar erupted in whistles and yells.
We walked outside and I pulled Tommy to me.
"Tommy…we better get out of here quick" Looking at him I saw that he had the same thing in mind.
We were parked just on the other side of the street so we ran to the car and got inside. As Tommy pulled away, I saw three or four men burst out of the bar looking around. I was scared but exited at the same time, thinking about what would have happened if they would have caught up to us.
I noticed that Tommy was more and more interested in photography, the subject entering into our family conversations constantly. He would discuss it with my husband at times, asking him for advice and even showing him some of his work which made me really nervous. I knew he would never show his dad the pictures he managed to take of me but just the thought that the pictures were out there was driving me crazy. I have to admit, some of his work was really good. He took pictures of everything, trees, buildings, animals, and other people.
It drove me insane when he talked to his Dad about it, knowing what I did...how I posed for him. God would he ever tell anyone about it, about what I did...would he show my pictures to anyone? He told me he showed them to a talent agency, but what pictures were they? Were they really the ones of me wearing a bikini? Even with that, the bikini I wore was so tiny...so revealing.
Every time I thought about it my heart started beating faster, my body became warmer. I didn't understand it, the way it made me feel when I thought about exposing myself, when I thought about others watching me...undress...slide my small panties down my thighs and maybe show them...shown them what no stranger should ever see.
One day we went out shopping, just me and my son, he wanted some new clothes and I decided to get myself a new pair of heels. We got into our Expedition and I drove off to the nearby shopping mall.
It was a sunny day, almost hot; the sun beating down was making me sweat in my short, white sun dress. It was one of those days I didn't want to wear a bra, I wanted the slight breeze to cool my body off, and I wanted to feel free and relaxed.
"So what kind of clothes are you going to get?" I asked looking over at my son.
He was wearing a blue tea shirt and a pair of jeans, young, handsome, sitting beside me in the car, looking very comfortable. I noticed the camera in his pants pocket, the camera that became a big part of his life now and never left his side.
"Oh, I don't know, maybe some jeans or a shirt," He looked over at me, his gaze lingering, watching me.
I kept my eyes on the road but I could feel his gaze drop down, down to my breasts. I smiled inside at the thought of my son trying to get a peek at my breasts, at his Mom's breasts. The mare thought was making me hot. I lowered my right hand setting it on top of the hand rest while putting my left high on the steering wheel. That gave my son a nice peek down my cleavage and the rise of my breasts.
"How about you Mom, what are you going to get?"
"I was thinking about getting a new pair of heels, you know, those 4" pumps that would go good with my black mini dress."
I heard him gasp as he slowly visualized me in that dress wearing high heels. The dress was very tight, hugged every curve of my body. When my husband bought it for me, I tried it on, just once, in front of everyone. Seeing myself in the mirror, showing most of my legs and a big part of my breasts, I immediately put it away in the closet promising myself never to wear it.
Jesus....me in that black mini dress wearing high heels would make me look so hot...so slutty. Suddenly it felt warm in the car; I reached over and turned the AC on. He continued to watch me, thinking about something, probably about me and the dress.
"Mom, could we do something, could we go to this one place that I wanted to take pictures of, please, today is perfect," He said suddenly.
"Tommy, what place? Where is it?"
"It's a park, nearby the shopping outlets."
The place he described was about twenty minutes away, why not. We were coming up to the right exit so I took it.
"What's so special about the park?" I said feeling his gaze on my breasts.
"It has the rolling hills in the background and the sun is at perfect height for some really good pictures."
Twenty minutes later we pulled into the park. I had to admit, it was nice, green with hills and lots of big, old oak trees. I noticed a few cars in the parking lot indicating about ten, maybe fifteen people visiting the park, not too crowded.
We got out of the car and started heading for the hill in the distance. I walked beside him admiring the scenery and enjoying the cool breeze. My sun dress was slightly floating in the breeze. My son was snapping pictures left and right. Suddenly he turned and snapped a picture of me.
"Hey, shouldn't you be taking pictures of the hills?" I said smiling.
"Yeah but you add so much to the scenery...a beautiful woman, in a nice park like that on a Sunday afternoon...perfect."
He continued to take my pictures as I slowly walked up the hill towards the big tree on top of it. He was behind me now, taking pictures of me, his Mom. I stopped and turned my head towards him putting one hand on my hip. I posed; totally comfortable with the situation...they were just harmless pictures.
We reached the tree and I leaned against it, smiling into the camera. I felt like some glamorous model on a photo shoot that every man finds so desirable, so hot. I spread my hands out and grabbed the tree, which made my buttoned down the front dress open up a little forcing part of my breasts out.
I looked down to see how much I was showing and noticed that the globes of my breasts were now exposed, my nipples still covered by the fabric. Darn...I forgot that I had no bra on and I unbuttoned top two buttons of my dress. I looked around and saw only a single man in the distance, walking his dog.
Again I pressed my back against the giant tree. I spread my legs a little to give me better footing on the uneven ground and looked into the camera licking my lips, wetting them for the camera. God this was turning me on...was I...was I posing seductively for my own son? The thought sent shivers up and down my spine.
"Mom...could you raise your skirt up a little, just slightly, so I can see more of your wonderful legs."
Oh boy...that is how it always starts...just a little. I thought about being outdoors, in the public, and this being a little risqué and I think that's what was making my heart beat faster and my mouth so dry. I could already feel the heat between my legs, building up, my pussy getting moist.
Reluctantly I grabbed my dress and pulled it up a little, the edge now stopping right at my upper thighs. Snap, snap, snap. I bunched the part of the dress that I pulled up at my back and leaned against it, making it stay up. Again I pressed my back against the tree.
I could just picture myself standing there with my dress up, showing my long, smooth legs all the way up to my hips. The top of my dress partially unbuttoned, with my big breasts half visible to anyone, with only my nipples covered barely by the fabric of my dress.
Again I looked around to see if anyone was near. The only one I could see was the man walking his dog and he was still pretty far away to see what I was doing. Tommy knelt down in front of me, as usual trying to get a shot up my dress. I opened my knees a bit to tease him.
"Mom...Jesus you are so hot...please can you just lift your dress up more?"
He was hot, I could tell, his voice tense and his face looked flushed. I couldn't believe how much I was turning him on, how much I could make him want me.
"Tommy...do you think I should...right here in the public? What if someone sees me?"
I spread my hands wider pushing my chest out. The next button that was holding my breasts together popped open and I felt cool air around my nipples. I didn't want to look down; I didn't want to know if I was showing them to my son, in public...in this park.
"Oh my god..." He moaned.
Snap, snap, snap. I could only guess that my nipples were visible. Oh god...what was I doing? I placed my feet further apart and slid my back down the trunk of the tree I was leaning against causing my dress to bunch further up around my hips. I had no doubt that my panties were now showing.
Snap, snap, snap. I held that position looking into the camera. I wore a thin, almost see-through pair of cotton panties that were now soaked with my wetness, clinging to my pussy, making every outline visible to the camera.
"Is this what you want me to do son? Is this how you want me to pose?" I was driving him insane and I knew it.
"OH GOD Mom yes...yes just like that," He moaned.
I brought my hands up above my head and grabbed onto the tree there. I saw that it sort of disappointed Tommy because now my nipples were hidden behind the fabric of my dress. Oh Jesus...I couldn't have that...I couldn't disappoint him.
The top of my dress was only held by strings running over my shoulders, so I reached over with my right hand and slid the left one off of my shoulder. I lifted my arm out of it and again placed it above my head. The left part of my dress started slowly sliding off, the edge almost reaching my nipple.
I was breathing hard, as I watched my dress slide off of my left breast totally exposing it...making it visible to the camera and my son. My nipple was so hard, it must have been standing a half an inch out. With my knees bent and legs spread, back to the tree and my breast and wet panties showing, I held the pose for my son.
Snap, snap, snap. Oh God, why was I doing this? So slutty...showing myself. He got closer, almost on top of me, zooming in on my crotch and than my tits. Oh God what a feeling...I was soaking wet down there, my panties drenched, no doubt making a visible wet spot for the camera. Oh Jesus...should I...should I be a slut right now? The word...the thought drove me insane.
I reached over and slid the other string holding my dress up off of my shoulder. I looked at my son with dry lips and face flushed and lifted my hands up...letting my dress slide off of my tits.
Snap, snap, snap. The dress slid down settling around my waist. Both of my gorgeous breasts exposed, my dress hanging around my waist, in plain daylight at a public park. I never thought that I would do such a thing.
"Oh God Mom...you're so beautiful...you're so hot...you're so...slutty," He looked into my eyes as he said that.
Oh my baby...my baby even called me a slut. I reached down with one hand following it with my eyes, and traced it up my thigh to where my panties were on the side of my hip. I than looked seductively into my son's camera.
"Perhaps you'd want your Mom to take these off as well?"
I really couldn't believe I said that...where was I going with this? His eyes got really big, he swallowed really hard and I saw his hands tremble.
"Yea...Yes, I'd love that Mom...do it...take them off...please," He begged.
I smiled, I had such a hold on him, and I could make him do practically anything so he could get a glimpse of my pussy and my ass. I hooked my fingers into the elastic band and slowly pulled that side down exposing my hip and part of my naval. I looked at my son.
He was staring up at me with anticipation. I left my panties like that and grabbed the bottom of my dress pulling it up and to the back, over my hips and around my stomach. I pushed it behind me and again leaned against it, trapping all of my dress at my back and against the mighty tree.
Snap, snap, snap. I put my right arm above my head and placed the other hand on my now exposed stomach. I looked down and saw my tits, my nipples...so hot. I ran my hand down so now my fingertips were brushing the slightly pulled down panties. Oh God how I wanted to rip them off...how I wanted to be totally naked right now. I was breathing hard with my nipples stiff in front of my son's camera.
"Tommy...oh Jesus...I think I have to stop this," I moaned looking at him.
"Mom, no...don't stop...please...you look so good, keep going."
"Son, we're in the park...in public...oh god...this is so naughty...what if someone sees me?"
I ran my extended fingers along the elastic band to the side that was still over my hip and hooked my finger in it. "Maybe just a little more," I thought. I pulled that side of my panties to about half way down my hip, positioning them so they still covered my pussy but my whole pubic area was exposed. Because I was so wet, the material clung to my pussy lips, visibly wet in that area.
It was getting hot, very hot, seemed like the breeze has stopped. I felt my body starting to sweat, small beads of perspiration running down my back. I looked over at my son and at the outline of his hardness, bulging out in his pants. His cock...Uhhmmm...I needed him...I needed to suck him. Wait, not here, not in this public place.
"Tommy...maybe we should go..."
I didn't know what I was saying...I didn't know what I wanted. He was aroused too, his face red, barely able to take pictures. He reached out and grabbed my knee applying some pressure, spreading them further apart. My knees were shaking, weak from the position I was in.
"Mom...pull your panties down," He demanded.
No, not here...how can he ask me that...we were so visible. I looked around, still no one was near, the man with the dog was closer but could he see us?
"Oh son...I want to, I really do but...we could get in so much trouble..."
He reached down to his hardness grabbing it with his fingers, through his pants. He started rubbing it...oh god it was getting big...it was growing as he was doing it. I couldn't take my eyes off of it. I reached down and grabbed my breasts, squeezing, gently touching my nipples, sending electricity down my spine.
"Mom...pull your panties down...just a little."
He was rubbing his cock...so big. I couldn't stand it, so what if we get caught? I reached down and gently slid my panties down to about mid thigh. There...my pussy hot...wet...dripping for my son...and his camera.
As if woken up from a dream, he started taking the pictures again. Snap, snap, snap. Oh Jesus yes...I wanted him to take my pictures. I wanted to spread my legs for him more but my panties wouldn't let me. Should I? Should I just take them all the way off? Slut...oh yeah...a real slut would do it.
I straightened up and brought my legs together. Reaching down I pushed my panties down, past my knees and let them drop around my ankles. I reached down and pulled them off. I held them out at arms length hanging down off my index finger...so wet, almost dripping. I put my other hand on my naked hip and raised one leg higher than the other rolling my hips and making my most innocent face.
"Do you want to keep these...your Mothers wet panties?"
I thought he was going to cum right there. He stiffened up looking at my panties as if they were the most treasured item. He reached out shaking, and took them out of my hand immediately bringing them to his face. He inhaled hard, closing his eyes, smelling my wetness...my womanly aroma. Oh god my son...he loves my pussy.
What now...god I was naked...practically, but one thing remained. I looked around one last time, I didn't see anyone, even the man with the dog was no longer there, strange, how could he disappear. I wanted this, I wanted to be naked, no matter what the consequences.
I looked at my son, he was kneeling there full of anticipation, taking pictures of me from time to time. I grabbed my dress bunched up around my stomach and inch by inch started sliding it down my body. The dress was clinging to me, my wet hot body. Click, click, so exiting, so hot, so risky.
Once the dress past my hips, I let it drop to the ground, stepped out of it and picked it up. I didn't want this dress to be in the shots he was taking. Bunching it up I threw it away from me...I didn't need it...I was a slut. The dress flew away landing far enough away, not to visible...in the pictures...in my pictures.
I stood there completely naked, trembling, almost unable to breathe from the thought of what I was doing. My pussy was so hot, so wet, if I touched it just slightly I would have climaxed. My son was looking at me, waiting.
I turned around, put my hands high on the trunk of the tree and leaned against it spreading my legs. Ohhhhh...posing...posing for my son...naked like a slut. I felt my pussy lips open, exposing my hole. Click, click, click, I was surprised he was still taking pictures.
I brought one hand back and placed it on my ass. I turned my head back letting my long blond hair fall to one side and looked into the camera licking my dry lips. My heart was pounding in my chest as I spread my ass cheeks open for my son, revealing my puckered hole.
I brought my other hand under me and leaning forward touched my pussy lips. A strong shiver ran through me. Click, click. I spread them apart sliding my finger in between, my finger instantly becoming slick, wet with my juices. God I couldn't stand it...I needed to cum...I was so close.
I extended my middle finger and slid it from the top of my clit, down my slit and into my opened hole, sinking it deep inside of myself.
"Ohhhhmmmmm...Ahhhh...Ahhhhhh..." I moaned.
I withdrew my finger and rubbed my clit in small circles. Again I slid it down and into my hole. Click, click, click. My finger was sopping wet. I took it out and brought it up to my face. I looked at my son and his camera and put it in my mouth sucking on it hard. Oh Jesus...my pussy juice again...I loved it. Click, click. I closed my eyes and enjoyed tasting myself...tasting pussy.
"Uhmmmm...that's so good..." I moaned involuntarily.
I brought my hand back down to my pussy rubbing my clit, spreading my pussy lips and fucking myself with the finger. Click, click, click. I thought about the nasty shots my son was getting, of me...op his Mother...in public...in the park.
"OH my God...Uhhhmmmm...Oh Jesus..."
I climaxed, I came hard, ramming my finger into my hole as far as it would go. I closed my eyes, my legs spread open and stuck my ass out as I rode the waves of my orgasm. I could barely hear the clicking of the camera but I could feel something dripping down the inside of my thighs. Did I cum that hard? Click, click. OH god...he was photographing this!
I realized I had juice/cum dripping down my arm. I withdrew my finger out my hot dripping hole and again brought it to my face. I smiled at my son and the camera, putting my fingers right in front of my mouth, licking the juice off...tasting it...swallowing it. Click, click, click. I was his personal photo slut...opened...spread.
My son straightened up and came up close to me, smiling.
"Nice Mom...god, you like it don't you."
He put his hand on my ass and squeezed my round, tender ass cheek sinking his outstretched fingers into the crack of my ass. I looked at my son and than slowly down to where his hand was.
"Oh god baby...I do...I shouldn't but I do...I love it when you take my pictures and when you touch me."
I felt so vulnerable right than, so spread and opened for him, my most intimate body parts on display for him...for my son. I waited full of anticipation, obediently, waited for what he was going to do next.
He put the camera down and again grabbed my ass with one hand and my breast with the other, squeezing it hard, at the end pinching my nipple. God it drove me insane. I adjusted my stance, spreading my legs apart more.
"Uhhm, Mom...are you spreading your legs open more for me?" He said smiling, stating the obvious.
He ran his fingers down, past my asshole, down to my dripping wet pussy. God his touch was making me his slave.
"Tommy...oh god son, I'll spread my legs for you anytime."
I surprised myself saying that, after all, I was his Mother...or was I? Maybe than, at that moment, I was nothing but his slut, to be used...to be fucked like those women that walk the streets late at night. He touched my wet pussy lips drawing a moan out of me. He slid one finger inside of me and than another...deep making me shiver. He brought his lips to mine, kissing me, forcing his tongue into my mouth.
"Isn't this what a slut would do?"
I tensed up for a moment. He called me a slut...me his Mother! This definitely was going in the direction I didn't want it to go. His two fingers were now slowly sliding in and out of my hot, juicy pussy. I felt he was waiting for an answer...but yet I couldn't...I was his Mom.
"Ahhhh...yes...I am a slut...Uhhhhhh."
Noooo, god why did I say that! I can't le him do this to me, I have to keep this in check. But yet, my body was getting warm again, sweaty, my hips slowly starting to move up and down as if wanting to fuck my son's fingers on their own, my pussy itching to be filled. I looked up at his handsome smiling face...so sure of himself, I thought.
"That's a nice Mommy...you want to fuck my fingers...you want to fuck them like a slut?"
Oh god no...what was he doing to me? I had my hands up on the tree, hanging on, with my head turned towards him, my cheek resting against my arm as my hips were moving up and down, fucking his fingers now. Ohhh...no...I was fucking my son's fingers...
"Oh yes...oh god...I want to fuck your fingers...I want to fuck them like a slut..."
I was so hot than...so turned on. It was so hard to keep things in check when my son was doing this to me. Suddenly he took them out. No...it felt so empty. I moaned in disappointment. He stood there looking at me.
"Mom...I want you to take my cock out," He said firmly.
What? His cock? I looked around as if I had to do what he said and wanted to make sure that no one would watch. I saw the man again, seemed like it was the same person but with no dog this time. He was still far away, holding something in his hands, from time to time bringing it to his eyes. Binoculars?
Oh God, this was so crazy! As if in a hypnotic state, I bent down, with my ass out and grabbed my son's belt. I undid it and the buttons of his fly, reaching down into his underwear and grabbing his already semi-hard cock. I pulled it out feeling the hot, stiffening shaft. I looked up at him waiting...waiting for him to say what was coming next.
"Good slut...now put it in your mouth and suck on it."
The praise felt good, as if he was giving me a complement. But it was so much more... If I did what he asked, I was acknowledging what I was...what I always wanted to be. If the other times I submitted to him seemed like an accident, or a way of keeping him from doing something, this was deliberate. There was no mistake, my son simply told me to suck his cock.
I bit my lower lip and licked them, the conflict slowly weakening...my mind slowly giving into my son's demand. I brought his cock to my face, almost touching his purple cock head with my lips, the smell of his pre-cum intoxicating my brain.
"I really want to suck your cock son...but here...in the park? Could we just go somewhere else...somewhere private?" I asked begging.
He shook his head from side to side, relentless, waiting for me to do it.
"Mom...I want you to be a total slut...I want you to do what a whore would do...suck your son's cock in the middle of the day in public."
Oh god no...I couldn't do this...not me. I felt his cock touch my lips. Did he move? The head of his cock was now pressed against my lips and I could taste his pre-cum dripping out of his slit. My hands were on his hips, no, he didn't move, I would have felt it. Did I? Did I move? No I can't! Not here!
Although my brain was screaming to stop this, my mouth slowly parted allowing the head of my son's cock to slip inside with my lips wrapping tightly around it.
"Oh yeah Mommy...that's a good slut...suck on that big dick."
No, No, No! He's my son, and I'm totally naked, here in the park! Somehow half of his big cock was in my mouth now, warm, pulsating. Slut! The word in my mind made my wet pussy twitch. Isn't this what I wanted? Isn't this what I fantasized about?
I pushed my son against the tree and knelt in front of him, never letting his hard cock slip out of my mouth. Oh god he tasted so good, young, fresh, delicious... I felt my nose touch his pubic hair. Oh Jesus...did I swallow his whole cock again? I let it slip out and at the end sucked on the head of it, stroking the shaft slowly.
"Oh God Mom...you are the best at giving head."
His eyes were closed as he leaned his head against the tree, enjoying what my mouth was doing to his cock...my son. I took him in again sucking, deep down my throat, past my tonsils. I repeated it over and over again, making my son moan in pleasure.
I saw movement out of the corner of my eyes and I didn't even disengage, I just turned my head still sucking my son's cock and looked in that direction. It was the man who originally was walking his dog...the man with...binoculars! Oh Jesus, he was looking at us!
I looked up at Tommy just to see his face full of pleasure. Still sucking his cock I looked back to the man. He wasn't that far away, maybe 500 feet, he wasn't coming any closer. I didn't know what to do, I didn't want to stop sucking Tommy because he was enjoying it so much, and so was I. I didn't want our engagement to end...god such a slut. I took him in deep again, sucking on my son's pulsating meat.
"OH MOM...I want to fuck you...I want to fuck your pussy...are you ready? Are you ready to spread your legs for me...like a...like a slut?"
I needed to tell him about the man, about the man looking at us, but something inside me told me not to, afraid that this would end. Or was there another reason.
"Oh Tommy wait...let me suck your cock for a little while longer...god I love it...Ummmm," Again I took him in deep.
I twisted my head a little, deep throating my son's cock, giving the stranger a better look. Oh my god why was I doing this? Why was I letting him see what I was doing to my son? Wait...he didn't know...he couldn't know Tommy was my son! Oh god what a feeling, what a rush being watched...sucking my son!
I was so turned on I was attacking his cock, sucking Tommy for all he was worth, like a vacuum. He was moaning, ready to cum. Seemed like at the last moment he pulled me off of his thick cock, holding my head in his hands while I looked at him disappointed.
"Mom, you suck so fucking good...but I want to fuck you...I want to cum inside of you...I want to fuck that pussy you gave birth to me with."
My head was spinning...it was rough...so dirty...my pussy...birth...my son...and he was going to fuck me now...like a slut. I stood up placing my hands on the tree as he moved out of the way, my body hot and trembling. I spread my legs wide and positioned myself without thinking to give the stranger a full view of what was about to happen.
Tommy came up and slapped my ass, sending electricity through my body and making me moan. He positioned his cock at my opening and roughly drove it deep inside of me, burring the whole thing with one stroke. It was so easy, my hole dripping wet. I screamed with passion...Yesss...finally.
He fucked me, he fucked me rough and hard, slapping my ass as he did. My son's cock penetrating me deep inside, deeper than it ever have been before. I looked for the man that was watching us. Oh God, he was still there...watching through his binoculars?
"Jesus Mom...that pussy is so hot...so wet...look at my cock buried so deep inside of you."
It was almost as if he didn't believe what he was doing, as if he had to say it aloud to believe it. I hung on screaming with pleasure from what my son's cock was doing to me...to my pussy. He was moaning loud, about to cum. I pressed my ass hard against him as my son drove his dick deep into my pussy shutting load after load of his cum inside of me...inside of his Mom.
I clenched my pussy hard around his dick and milked him, load after load, going through my own orgasm...powerful...long...hot...wet...slutty. We stayed like this for a minute enjoying the closeness. He reached around and cupped my tits, slowly rubbing them, tugging softly on my hard nipples.
"Mom...you're the best fuck I've ever had...my cock is still hard inside of your hot pussy."
I felt sweat run down my back and I felt my son's cock slowly softening inside of me. He pulled out and stood there in front of me, waiting expectantly. I dropped down to my knees and took him in my mouth, like a hungry slut. Yes...this was one of the best parts...tasting myself...tasting my pussy.
"Oh you like tasting that...ha Mom...you like the taste of pussy?"
Oh no...why did he have to say that! I wasn't a lesbian, I never even thought about being with another woman, but the taste of my pussy was just undeniably good.
"Tommy...I don't...please...Uhhmm..." I mumbled sucking on his cock.
I didn't know what to say. I knew he knew, it was obvious from the way I sucked his cock. I was a little embarrassed to know that my son knew something about me that was so private, so intimate. I just went back to sucking him.
"That's OK Mom...you don't have to say it...I can see it in you."
I cleaned my son's cock off really good and stood up. I looked around and didn't see anyone, even the man that was watching us was gone.
"Tommy, maybe we shouldn't push our luck so much. Let's go shopping."
I picked up my dress nearby and put it on, without panties, which were stuck deep in my son's pocket, like a trophy, his Mothers wet panties. I thought about asking him for them, but what the hell, let's be a little risky. We walked to the car passing some people, some of them with kids, enjoying the afternoon in the park. They gave us only minor glances, not realizing what we were just doing in this very same park.
We drove through the neighborhood streets, trying to find our way back to some main roads, looking for factory outlets. Tommy was constantly snapping pictures, even of me; he would hold the camera up and zoom in on my breasts. My top buttons were undone so he had a good view of my deep cleavage.
"Mom, you're gorgeous," He reached over and put his hand on my exposed thigh.
"Tommy...behave yourself, I have to drive," I said playfully, knowing damn well that I enjoyed his touch.
He ran his hand up under my dress lightly touching my pubic area with his fingertips, which I reacted to by grabbing his arm from going any further.
"Son, what do you think you're going to do with this hand?"
"Why don't you let go if it...Mom...and find out...you know you want to...you know you want to be a...SLUT," He really emphasized the last word.
I gave him a quick look. Was I really a slut? My son's slut? Should I let him? Should I let my son touch my pussy right here in the car? A turn was coming up so I let go of his hand making the turn. He immediately slid it further down between my legs touching my clit. Oh God...my pussy was already getting moist. I had to concentrate on driving, letting my son have his way with me. He rubbed my clit and ran his finger down to my dripping hole.
"Oh yeah...you're so wet...so hot..."
"Yeah and you shouldn't be doing this to your Mom while I'm driving," I said feeling his fingers slowly sinking inside of me.
For some reason I spread my legs a little putting my left as far as I could to the side, watching the cars near by, to make sure no one could see this.
"Oh god Mom, do you smell this? Do you smell your pussy?"
I rolled my eyes. Jesus, yes I could smell it. My wet pussy dripping from what he was doing to me.
"Oh god yes...but Tommy, please let go of me...I have to drive."
He sunk them deeper inside my pussy as I slid down to the edge of the seat. I was so hot, breathing hard. I no longer knew where I was driving, trying not to hit anything, I was just going straight. He started fucking me with them, slowly, tenderly, driving them in and out of me.
"Oh God Tommy...Oh my god...Ohh...Ohhh..."
"Look at you Mom...look how turned on you are," He rubbed my clit with his thumb while finger fucking me.
"You like me doing this to you, don't you...slut?"
I looked over at him, my lips dry, my mouth open. He didn't call me his Mom anymore. What could I have said to him. I let him do this to me...to his Mom...NO...to his SLUT!
"Oh God yes...fuck me...fuck me deeper...Ahhh...Ohhhh...yes like that."
I was so hot, I was ready to cum...all over my son's fingers.
"You're so wet Mom! You're dripping," He looked at me sharply "Do you...do you want to taste it?"
I froze. No, not that, I can't get into this. But my pussy...my juices...god I loved it so much! And the thought of me, licking my pussy juice from my son's fingers here in the car, while driving was driving me insane. But if I told my son yes, I would admit that I could be with another woman, the thought was so perverted sooo...different. I could tell he saw the conflict in me, after all I didn't say anything.
"You want to, don't you Mom...here," He withdrew his fingers out of my wet hole and brought them up to my face.
"Go ahead, lick them...lick them Mom...taste your own pussy...do it," He was breathing hard as well, clearly turned on by this.
"Oh god Tommy no...not my pussy..."
Too late, he placed his dripping fingers on my lips. God the taste...the smell...I couldn't stop, I opened my mouth slightly and immediately received his fingers inside. I wrapped my lips around them and twirled my tongue, sucking...sucking the wet juice from them.
"Yes Mom, suck them...oh yeah...here let me give you some more."
He took his fingers out and brought them down to my pussy, sliding them deep inside of me again, fucking me with them. I needed to concentrate on driving, no longer worried about the cars passing us, or being discovered. Again he took them out and brought them to my mouth, this time I readily opened my mouth and took my son's fingers in, relishing the taste...the taste of my own pussy.
"Yeah...nice slut...suck that juice...pretend you're licking another woman."
"Ohhhhh...Oh my God...Uhmmmm...yesss..." I moaned.
This was so real, so insane, I loved it...I loved tasting myself...tasting pussy. Again he finger fucked me, withdrew his dripping fingers and let me taste them. I was now openly sucking on them, moaning softly.
"Oh Yes...Oh God...I love it...I love the taste of my pussy...Oh God give me some more."
He did, my pussy continually producing more and more juices. I licked his fingers like an insane slut, trying to get every last drop into my mouth. I was so hot, I was ready to do anything.
"You wish you were licking another woman right now don't you Mom...come on tell me...tell me the truth."
"Yesss...Oh God YES son...Oh God I wish I was licking pussy...spread open, wet pussy...Uhhhmmm yes..."
I brought my left leg up and placed my foot on the dash, barely maintaining control of the vehicle. I slid my hand down between my legs and rubbed my open pussy, sinking my fingers into that wet hole, fucking myself now...here in front of my son. I than took them out and sucked on them.
Click, click, click. I looked over at my son and saw that he was taking pictures of what I was doing. Oh god...how can I do this...how can I be such a slut. I tried stopping but I couldn't, my pussy so hot...so wet...so delicious. Click, click, click. I continued this almost up to the point of an orgasm.
"Mom, pull in here, pull into this shopping center," He was pointing to a driveway.
Weaving I negotiated the turn and pulled into a spot screeching the brakes. I slammed the car into park and brought both feet up unto the dashboard spreading myself open. I quickly inserted two fingers into my dripping pussy and started fucking myself feverishly, bringing myself to a quickly approaching orgasm.
"Oh fuck...oh yes...oh my god...Ahhhhh...Ahhhhh..."
"Mom, stop quick, someone's coming."
"Oh Jesus no...oh fuck, I'm going to cum..." I screamed.
"Mom you have to...they're going to see you."
I felt his hand on my knee, I looked over to see a couple approaching. Oh no...not now. Painfully I brought my legs down and set up, just in time not to be seen. I sat there hot and turned on feeling my dress clinging to me from the sweat on my body as the couple passed us by glancing at us. I brought my fingers up to my mouth and cleaned them off.
"Mom look, there is a shoe store right there, let's go in there and get those high heels for you," He jumped out of the car
No, not right now, I'm too turned on...to hot to do this, I needed to come down a bit. He didn't wait, he started heading towards the store. I got out of the car and followed him, breathing hard, feeling the wetness between my legs. My dress was so opened, barely held together by some buttons. I looked down and saw the edges of my aureoles showing as I walked. I looked around and saw no one, this shopping center was pretty empty.
I felt so naughty...so daring...still riding the high of fucking myself in the car. I reached down and unbuttoned another button making the top of my dress open up more. I looked down and saw my aureoles permanently showing and my nipples coming in and out of view. There...that's better. I reached down and felt the inside of my tight, running my fingers up, until I touched my pussy. God, I was still so wet! I stopped for a second and scooped some of that delicious fluid on my fingers, bringing them to my mouth and licking...tasting my pussy.
I saw my son walking into the store, so I followed, turned on beyond belief. I walked in ready for anything and saw Tommy looking at me, his mouth open, his eyes wide, no doubt surprised at the state of my dress.
"Hi can I help you?" I heard a female voice.
I gathered my courage and turned around. I was barely able to breathe. What I saw was a young girl, probably about my daughters age or barely over eighteen, standing there looking at us. She wore a simple uniform style dress, buttoned up the front, showing off her nice long legs. Her curly, long, dark hair covered her shoulders, and her naturally tanned skin told me she of Spanish heritage. And her eyes...god those dough looking eyes...dark and shiny were looking at me.
I was embarrassed...I was embarrassed to be looking at this young girl that way...dressed the way I was...feeling so turned on. I felt my face getting warm as no doubt, it turned crimson. She was looking at me, at my breasts, probably seeing my nipples, I wondered what she was thinking.
"Hi...we came in to see if we can find a pair of high heels for my Mom..."
"Your Mom?!" She repeated shocked.
Jesus Tommy...why did you have to say that! I thought with panic racing through my heart. So this is it, now I get caught...now my desires, my secret fantasies will destroy me. Tommy looked unsure at the girl.
"Yes...My Mom needs a new pair of high heels to wear with her mini dress," He said firmly.
The girl looked from Tommy to me...to my breasts...to my legs...than back to Tommy, a small frown appearing on her brow. I slowly moved my hand to the edge of my dress and instinctively drew it together covering my nipples. I couldn't have this; I couldn't have this young girl involved in this sexual escapade of mine. She was beautiful, innocent young enough to be my daughter.
"Sure, have your Mom sit down right here and I'll bring her some shoes. Is there anything in particular you're looking for?" She pointed to the row of seats facing the storefront window.
Tommy looked at me and I looked at him. Was this girl going along with this? I mean the state of my dress when I walked in would make anyone throw us out. I know she saw my breasts and my nipples as I turned around to look at her but yet she didn't make anything of it.
"OK...black high heals, let's start with that," Tommy said looking at the girl.
She turned her head towards me with a slight smile.
"Uhmm your son knows how to dress you."
She walked out and I immediately pulled all of my dress together, buttoning up my breasts.
"Oh God son, what are we doing here? Let's leave please before this gets out of hand."