What friends are for (Remake) - Sex Stories

What friends are for (Remake)

... up and down, Sam gave a big smile that showed his pretty white teeth, then winked before leaving, feeling the eyes on his ass. Despite the homoerotic attitude he carried, Sammy wasn't gay. Fooling around with his friends when they were younger had made him at most bisexual, going as far as rimming one friend's asshole in a dare. Currently single Sammy enjoyed being around his horny friends more then anything, except perhaps being around his mother's fat behind. Sam's fantasies had evolved over the years, now reaching an all time high with his friends pushing him into darker and dirty things, including snuff fantasies and scat. Of all the kinky fetishes that turned him on, he had no idea that one of them would become real in only a few hours. Racing back to his parents he intentionally bumped into his mother, giving her squishy ass a squeeze. Rewarding him with a playful scolding for running into her, she never told her husband how many times her son had groped her. Sam knew his parents weren't having sex, which meant his mother had become friskier, letting him get away with flirting with her. His devilish smile made her giggle as she walked, holding her husband's hand. With the way she flirted back, Sam wondered if perhaps she was just as secretly kinky as he was. ***** The day rolled on and grew hotter before they stopped at the local refreshment area. His father standing in line for drinks, Donna and Sam sat beside each other and flirted without him knowing. Reaching under ...

... the table Sam felt up her thigh before giving it a big squeeze, to his excitement she giggled and lightly slapped his hand away. Thinking it was all she would do he jumped from shock when her hand found it's way up his thigh, except she squeezed more then his leg. Unaware until she had done it, her mouth hung open in surprise when she felt her son's stiff cock against his thigh. "Oh wow." She said while removing her hand and blushing, a nervous but happy smile on her face. Sam tried to contain his excitement, but he had to at least say something. "Was that second base, or third base?" He whispered making her blush more. "Shh-" She said as her husband returned. After walking another hour the lemon-aid had finally caught up with them, and they decided to take a bathroom break. Sam wanted to use the old bathroom, the dirty smelly one that no one ever entered.It would give him time to be alone, and tell his friends what had happened between him and his mother. Running off to the abandoned restroom, no one noticed the shady looking stranger watching him. Inside was poorly lit and Sam could smell urine and feces, a smell that didn't really bother him or his friends. Walking to the very back, he found the large empty shower area. Unzipping his pants and removing his stiff cock, he had trouble trying to pee. Standing alone for a solid minute, he could hear someone else enter the restroom, their boots shuffling on the dirty white floor. He hadn't started to worry, until he heard the ...