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

f****y camping trip - Part 1

... while looking at her ass, and he could be seen doing it…these new feelings and temptations were driving her crazy. Mary was shocked to realize, she perversely liked the idea that her son was turned on by her body, her ass, and her legs. She had never considered her son as an erotic figure before, but now she was. The fact that her son was turned on by her body gave her a warm feeling and her cunt began to twitch inside her shorts. She felt an insane impulse to let him know she was watching him, to sit up on her cot, rip her halter off and show him her tits. With a great effort, she controlled the impulse and continued to feign sl(ee)p, and she began to wonder about inc(e)st for the first time in her life. At the same time, she hoped Steve and Nat didn’t notice what was happening in her tent. How she wished her son had pulled the down the flap and provided them some privacy. Darren stared at his mother’s ass, stroking his fist up and down his cockshaft, groaning softly…it felt so thrilling to watch her as she slept. Mary struggled to breathe normally, watching with slitted eyes, as the head of her son’s cock swelled and dripped pre-cum, his fist moving up and down. She listened to his panting breath and the rubbing sound of his hand stroking his cock, becoming more excited herself. She had never seen anyone jack-off in her life and she found it extremely thrilling to see her son doing it now to the site of her body. Darren started making louder groaning sounds, his ass ...

... scooting to the edge of the cot, his legs wide. His fist moved up and down his cockshaft in a tight grip, making the head bulge. His whole body squirmed…with a gasp, Darren came… Mary watched with slitted eyes, as the creamy cum shot from her son’s cock. She fought to keep from moaning as her pussy rippled into an orgasm. She couldn’t stop the clenching of her ass, though. Darren squirted his cum in an arch, and Mary gazed with slitted and excited eyes, still feigning sl(ee)p. Drops of cum spattered the canvas bottom of the tent. When he finished, Darren stuffed his cock back into his cargo shorts and quickly left the tent. Mary moved as little as possible and peeked outside and saw no one in view… She slipped off her cot and squatted, running a finger through the spots of cum on the canvas bottom. With a soft moan, she rubbed her son’s cum into the flesh of her inner thighs, as she might a conditioning cream. It was hot on her skin and she ran her finger through another spot, this time rubbing it at the crotch of her shorts. Then, with a sudden feeling of disgust, she stood up on trembling legs…what had she been thinking she wondered…inc(e)st was wrong…or was it…her mind was in conflict. Her thoughts were about what society thought in general…but others thought differently, she knew through history. She walked out of her tent tentively. Steve was sitting with Nat and Daren around a camp fire he has just started. Nat was sitting with her legs spread she saw, and she could see a peek ...