f****y camping trip - Part 1 - Sex Stories

f****y camping trip - Part 1

... Darren’s fingertip had brushed across the tip of her clitoris and her hip had twisted before she could stop it. Then his hand jerked away again. For a long moment, Mary lay on her back, frozen with surprise at his reaction…he seemed too afraid to move. Then, slowly, Mary’s hand moved over the edge of the cot, and her fingers closed about her son’s erect cock. “Oooohh Mum!” Darren gasped. Mary squeezed his cock, making the head bulge. Darren moved his hips, pressing forward into his mother’s tightly gripping fist…he was doing just as he was told to do…once she let him know she was awake, she was to be in control of what happened next… “Ooohh Mum!” “Shhhhhh,” she replied. “Hush Darren…” Mary began stroking on her son’s cock. Darren breathed in pants, his young body trembling. Mary found his hand in the darkness, lifting it and placing it on her lower stomach. When Darren didn’t start moving his hand, she shoved it downward. She ran her son’s fingers through the trimmed pubic hair and pushed his palm between her thighs. She pressed his hand against her pussy, arching her hips into his palm. “Shhhh,” she warned him again. “Be quiet, Darren…be very, very quiet.” She jerked her fist back and forth on his cock and, pressing at his fingers, she shoved one into the boiling wetness of her pussyhole. She made a hissing sound and then took his wrist, working his finger in and out of her pussyhole, rubbing his hand up and down her slit. Her pussy burned at his palm, throbbing and ...

... greedy. His palm was slippery with the wetness of his mother’s pussy and she kept stabbing her pussy with his fingers. Mary’s hips wiggled and she made thrusting motions onto his buried finger. She felt her son, on his own, take her ample tits in his other hand, she felt his hand feeling and pinching her nipples through the light gown, her nipples were very stiff and sore with her heightened arousal. With her other hand she shoved his hand inside her gown, making him squeeze at her silky smooth, naked tits. “Hold me, Darren!” she whispered. “Touch me, baby…ooohh Darren…touch Mum’s tits…pinch my nipples...touch me all over!” Darren was gasping, pounding two of his fingers in and out of his mother’s pussy, on his own now, making liquid sounds and squeezing her tits as she jerked her fist in short, jerking motions on his hard cock. Now that his mother was awake, urging him to touch her, to feel her up…he didn’t seem to have anything to say. I heard what you were whispering, Darren” she said. “I heard it all…I know you came in the tent this afternoon and I know what you did.” Darren didn’t answer, his finger was being sucked by his mother’s wet pussy and her tits burned his hand. And her hand was squeezing his cock harder than he ever had. “Mmmaaahhhhooo….mmm,” a low moan was all he could vocalize. “You want to fuck me,” she said. “I heard you say you want to fuck me.” She pulled at his cock… “Do it, Darren!” she hissed, pulling him to the cot, positioning her son between her spread ...