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    My son asked me if I could pose for him, so he could take some pictures of his bike. How did he put it? He needed a babe in the picture with his bike. He was a teenager, barely turned 18, and his hobby was to ride motocross bikes. Last year me and my husband bought him a Honda bike. Since than, all his spare time was dedicated to that.

    I agreed last night to pose for him. I thought it was important to him and it seemed harmless enough. That was before he told me that he wanted me to pose in a string bikini. I was so shocked, I didn't know how to answer, I didn't say anything as he walked away.

    I didn't want to do it, it just didn't feel right, but I decided to go along as part of me deep down inside was saying go ahead. Every time I thought of posing in my bikini a small shiver ran through my body, an excitement I haven't felt in a long time.

    My husband and I were not sexually active. We made love maybe once a month and it was usually too fast for me to have an orgasm. I masturbated when no one was around, but it just wasn't the same as doing something real, as having a real cock slide in and out of me.

    I finished doing all my work that day and just tinkered around the house waiting for tonight. I realized that maybe I should shave down there, just in case my son wants to take a close shot of me and the bike, it would be embarrassing to have some of my pubic hair sticking out.

    I got the razor out and somehow got a little overzealous, because soon, I had all my pubic hair completely shaved. My pussy was completely bald, felt smooth and I loved the feeling when I rubbed it with my hands. I ran my fingers down past my pussy and spread my legs open wide.

    I felt my tiny little asshole and the area around it; it always felt so good to rub that dirty little spot. Feeling some hair there I decided to shave that too. I propped up the mirror and bending over with my back arched, looked behind.

    My heart stopped and my pussy shivered. I was looking at myself from behind. My legs were spread wide apart, my pussy opened up and already wet, and nestled between my two round ass cheeks was my asshole.

    I have never looked at myself that way before, but now I couldn't take my eyes off of it. The combination of my dark, wet pussy lips and that wrinkled hole above was mesmerizing. Slowly I picked up the razor and without taking my eyes off of my ass shaved every hair that was there.

    It felt so naughty to run the razor in between my ass cheeks and down my crack. I was breathing hard and I noticed that my pussy juices were dripping and running down my thighs. Oh God, I was discovering a totally new side of myself.

    When I was done with out changing position, I ran my fingers down the crack of my ass feeling the smoothness. I rubbed my asshole while pinching my nipples. I was surprised that the feeling was so much greater than just rubbing my pussy. It seemed like my legs opened up even more on their own, I was so spread, my finger rubbing my anal hole bringing me to a powerful orgasm.

    I was lost in this moment, this sexual act, I felt my ass open and realized with shock that my middle finger was stuck deep inside my asshole and I was finger fucking myself. My body shuddered as a powerful orgasm swept over me. I collapsed on the bed, and let the wonderful glowing feeling envelop my body.

    I rested, thinking of how good this felt as it was the first time I ever had anything in my ass. I was a little ashamed because of my upbringing and my religious beliefs, but I couldn't deny the feeling it brought me. It didn't hurt, it just felt good and it gave me the best orgasm I ever had before.

    At dinner time my daughter told me she will be spending the night with her girlfriend and that she would go to school from her house tomorrow morning. I felt a little nervous, so during dinner I had several glasses of wine to make me relax. Before I knew it, I drank the whole bottle of wine.

    When my daughter left my son asked if I was ready to pose. I was feeling relaxed with all the alcohol I drank and told him I would change and be right back. He said that we would do the shooting in the garage.

    After slipping into my bikini, I looked at myself in the mirror. My heart stopped as I saw how much of my body I was showing. I gathered my strength and walked downstairs in my bathrobe. Tommy was already waiting near his bike and he had several lights set up around. His bike was the center of everything. "Hey mum, I'm ready, go ahead and stand in front of the bike" he told me. With my heart racing I moved over to the bike. I stood there looking at him still deciding if I should do it or not. "Well mum...you're gone have to take that robe off" he said looking at me innocently. I took a deep breath and took it off, throwing it to the side. I saw his eyes widen as he held his breath.

    Now I have nice breasts, they're about 36 DD, which are the cause of attention with a lot of men when I go out. They're natural and don't hang down. My son was snow staring at them which were covered only by two thin pieces of material. The material wasn't big enough, and all the sides were rolling out, bare for him to see.

    My bikini bottom was in no better shape. It was a triangle that covered my pussy and a tiny bit of the pubic area above it, but that's it. It was held together by strings that went high over my full hips. The material hugged my pussy tight and my son could see the outline of my mount with the gash in the middle.

    Because of the alcohol, I was not thinking about it at the time. I was exited that he would take my pictures. I was ready for him.

    "So how do you want me to stand, sweetheart?" I asked.

    "just like that...spread your arms out...yeah"

    He was snapping pictures as I held still. He was getting closer and closer to me and soon I felt that I was the center of his pictures not his bike.

    "Mom can you put your foot on the foot peg and lean back"

    I did as he said, which of course opened my legs, showing my son a little more of my crotch. As I leaned back my top rode up and I could tell my aureoles were showing. I saw his eyes get bigger and the camera pointing at my tits. I was intoxicated, my head was spinning and I didn't think straight enough to stop this.

    "Mom this is perfect...spread your arms out...yessss...I have an idea" He said suddenly.

    I looked at him already quite exited but trying not to show it.

    "The bike is really steady, can you climb on top of it facing the back and lean back on the gas tank and handle bars? I want you laying on the bike facing back"

    I though about for a minute. God this would be naughty, I would be laying back with my legs slightly spread. Just thinking about it was making my pussy wet.

    "Ok honey, but you're going to have to help me get on top of it" I said eyeing the bike and best way to get up there.

    My son quickly came up and grabbed my arm. Supporting myself with my other hand, I swooped my leg over the bike sitting down on the bike seat. Tommy's eyes were on my crotch, I could tell he was looking for a glimpse of my pussy. Suddenly I saw his eyes get wide and felt him hold his breath.

    Alarmed I looked down at my crotch and saw that my bottom shifted slightly to the side and now raveled one of my pussy lips. Oh god, oh no, my son could see my pussy. I knew I had to quickly cover myself, but couldn't take my hands off the bike and Tommy in fear of loosing my balance.

    "Tommy, I feel a little unsteady like this, maybe I should get down" I said nervously.

    "Mom, you can hang on to sides of the engine to hold yourself steady" With that he placed my hand on the engine.

    I grabbed on to it with both hands, as I felt my body sliding to the sides. Not being able to cover my pussy, I closed my legs together. Doing that I was loosing my balance, so I had to open them up. I soon found out that the further I spread my legs open, the easier it was to stay on top of my son's bike without falling.

    Soon my legs were spread open as if I was posing for a dirty magazine, but it was only to keep me from falling. God if I only didn't drink all that alcohol, I would have been more steady.

    Click, click, click. I heard the camera snapping pictures, and saw my son in front of me zooming on my crotch. No, my mind screamed. Again I tried closing my legs but couldn't. My body was sliding off the bike. I ended up quickly spreading my legs, even further this time, to hold my balance.

    "Tommy, I really have to get down" I said alarmed, but with no conviction.

    The truth was I felt very sexually exited. Showing my body off to the camera was a huge turn on for me. It made me feel naughty, dirty and somewhat like a slut. As soon as I though of myself as a slut, my pussy flooded with juices. The secret fantasy I always masturbated to flooding my mind.

    I looked down at my crotch again and saw that my bottom has moved completely to the side, exposing my pussy in its entirety. Exposing my wet, bold pussy to my son. Oh No... I looked up at him and saw he was only taking pictures of my pussy.

    "Tommy...no...stop taking pictures" There was no use pretending he couldn't see my pussy.

    "Mom it's OK, you look beautiful...and this is digital...we can erase these pictures at anytime" Snap, snap, snap.

    He wasn't stopping.

    "Tommy, this is wrong...you can't do this, I can't do this...help me get down" I kept my legs spread open as I looked at him.

    His soft dark eyes moved from my exposed wet pussy to my face. He looked at me, first time taking his eyes off my crotch area.

    "Mom just a few more pictures...you look great...and I promise I'll erase these pictures as soon as we're done"

    Oh god. I closed my eyes trying to think of a way to stop this and have him help me get down. Was I really trying to stop this? Slut...I'm being a slut for him...my son's slut.

    A low moaned escaped my lips as my pussy quivered at the thought. I opened my eyes alarmed that he heard me moaning, but all my son was doing was taking pictures of my pussy.

    He got closer and reaching out pulled on the strings tied at my hips. What?????? He wants to take my bikini bottom off????? No I can't let him, he's my son, this is so wrong!!!

    "Tommy...No..."

    I barely heard my whisper. Why didn't I scream this out. Why didn't I jump off this damn bike? My mind was confused and d**gged from the alcohol I drank. My body on the other hand wanted more attention.

    I was looking into his eyes, and he was looking into mine as his hands untied both sides of my bikini bottom. Why didn't I stop him? With my feet on both foot pegs of the bike, and my legs spread open, he reached out and hooked his finger under the material right at my pussy.

    I shivered with excitement as I felt his finger touch my pussy lips. The touch was very brief as he pulled the material off of me. Without realizing it, I lifted my ass slightly off the seat so he could pull them from under me.

    He stepped back looking at me. His eyes peeled to my crotch. I could barely breathe, my legs were trembling, and I could feel my pussy juices running out of my pussy and down to the bike seat below.

    "Mom...you are so wet down there" He said as if he was looking at something for the first time in his life.

    "Tommy...I need to get off this bike"

    Snap, snap, snap. He was taking pictures of me like that as if he didn't hear me.

    "Mom, lift your legs up for me" He looked up at me with a pleading look on his face.

    "No Tommy...I can't...please...help me down"

    "Please Mom"

    My mind was in turmoil. I let my son see my pussy, my wet pussy. I was letting him take pictures of me that could be in an x rated magazine. Slutty pictures of his mom. God there was this SLUT word, why did it turn me on so much?

    "Just promise me you'll erase these pictures right away" I looked at him breathing hard without changing position.

    "I promise"

    He was standing there looking like a little boy about to get a treat. I felt my body build up to a powerful orgasm, I couldn't stop it, I was about to cum in front of my son. I lifted my legs up and bent them at my knees. I spread my knees apart and brought them to my chest.

    "Oh my god..." Snap, snap, snap.

    I could only assume my son was now looking at my asshole. My god...my asshole. I closed my eyes as I felt my body shudder. The powerful feeling was overtaking all of my senses, making me scream. I actually heard someone moaning and realized that it was me.

    Spreading my legs wide I held on as one of the biggest orgasms washed over me. It was longer than usual, taking several minutes from it's apex to the moment I actually could open my eyes and breathe.

    I saw Tommy looking down at me, his camera in his hands. As soon as he saw me open my eyes, as if waking up, he started snapping more pictures.

    My legs were shaking, I felt cum ozzing out of my pussy and running down to my asshole and than dripping down to the seat below. I was a mess. Holding on to the bike with one hand I reached down and felt my clit and pussy lips with my fingers.

    I felt my clit was enlarged and my lips swollen. Snap, snap, snap. My son just wouldn't let up. I couldn't hold on any longer.

    "Tommy, help me down..." I said.

    He knew I meant it. Quietly he put his camera down and grabbed my hand. Holding on to him I swung my leg over and slipped off the bike. I landed right in his arms, weak from the orgasm. I felt his hand on my ass as he was holding me up.

    "Tommy...let me go" I said in a weak voice.

    He slid his other hand down and grabbed both of my ass cheeks. I felt his fingers digging deeper into my ass crack.

    "Tommy that's enough...please" I pushed him away.

    "And erase those pictures...now"

    I watched as he thumbed through he camera settings.

    "Ok it's done" he said after a while.

    "Tommy, I'm going to bed...and like we said...not a word to anyone"

    I left the garage and went up to my bedroom. My mind was in turmoil, thinking of what I have done, of how different the relationship with my son has now become. The quilt was tugging at my brain, but the memory of the most intoxicating orgasm was so much stronger. I rolled up in a ball falling asleep in my bed.

    The next few days I felt pretty guilty for permitting the incident to happen. How could I have done this? I kept asking myself. After all, I was the parent, I was the adult. I've broken the trust we have had between us.

    Finally I couldn't stand it anymore. I took the opportunity when no one was home but me and Tommy.

    "Tommy we need to talk"

    "Yes Mum, what's up" He said looking at me, his eyes starting at mine and slowly running down and resting on my tits.

    "Tommy, what I've done is wrong, I should never have allowed you to take those pictures of me" I said surprised at his boldness of looking at my tits.

    I had a modest blouse on that buttoned up the front; with top two buttons undone, revealing some of my cleavage. My husband didn't even notice that this morning.

    "Why Mom, you look beautiful, there is no other woman that could compare with you" He said with so much conviction in his voice that I knew he really meant it.

    "Thank you son and you were a great photographer, but I'm your Mom, and Mothers shouldn't show their sons as much of herself as I've shown you"

    We were sitting at the kitchen table beside each other. His eyes were constantly wondering to my cleavage and tits making me exited from the attention he was paying them. Just the fact that someone was looking at me in that way was exiting.

    "Well you didn't show me everything...I still haven't seen your tits"

    "Tommy..." I gasped, my face turning red.

    "Oh, I'm sorry mom...but I can see...I mean imagine that they're great...but I would really like to take pictures of them Mom...please"

    I was surprised at how up front he was. I didn't know what to say, but I knew that I needed to take his mind off of my body. My body on the other hand reacted as soon as he said tits and pictures. My pussy quivered and started getting so moist.

    "Tommy, I don't think that's proper..." I started saying.

    Proper? Why didn't I tell him NO! He was still looking at my tits and I saw his tongue come out to wet his lips.

    "Mom, I'll be right back, I'm going to get the camera" He ran off up the stairs.

    "Tommy, no, I will not!" I yelled after him.

    I felt perspiration on my neck and brow. This wasn't going how I have planned. I wanted to break this crazy fetish off and here I was about to let him take more pictures of me.

    He came back downstairs in a hurry holding the camera and positioning himself in front of me, on his knees, ready to take the pictures.

    "Tommy, please put this away" I said in a weak voice.

    Snap, snap, snap. I was sitting on the chair, looking at him as he was taking pictures.

    "Mom, can you unbutton another button on your blouse?"

    "No, I said to put this away" I said smiling.

    "Come on Mom, I'm not going to stop until you do" Snap, snap, snap.

    "Ok, but than we're done"

    What harm could that do, I thought to myself. I unbuttoned another button reviling more of my cleavage. Looking down I saw that the globes of my tits were showing. My son now positioned himself low on the floor, almost laying down. From this angle he could probably see up my skirt. I kept my knees together just in case, looking down at him.

    "Tommy, that's not a position a son should take pictures of his Mom from"

    "Yeah, but not everyone has a beautiful Mom like you" He said snapping more pictures.

    I liked that response, I liked the fact that he loved taking pictures of me. I leaned back enjoying the attention. I could feel my body getting warm, and pussy moist.

    "Mom can you just unbutton your blouse all the way, it would be a very nice picture"

    "No Tommy, I can't...remember, I'm your MOM, besides...I'm not wearing a bra"

    I could tell that those words stirred up excitement in my son. Snap, snap, snap. I looked down at the obvious bulge in his pants, amazed at the size. God, he must be pretty big, I thought licking my lips.

    "Just unbutton it, and you can keep your tits covered. Come on Mom...I need these pictures" He pleaded.

    "Ok, but nothing more than that" Oh god, what am I getting myself into here, I thought unbuttoning the last of the buttons.

    I separated my blouse to the point that the edges of the material were held on my tits only by my very erect nipples, giving my son a view down the middle of my chest and my full globes. I looked back at him, my lips dry and my heart pounding in my chest.

    "Oh Mom this is great, I love it...now put your hands on the table and spread them wide"

    I spread my hands wide on the table leaning back. As I did that, I felt my blouse start to slide to the sides. Was that his intention from the beginning? And why not, why shouldn't I show him my tits? He already saw my pussy, my pussy and my asshole.

    "Ok Tommy...but please...please erase these pictures too" I couldn't believe how exited I was getting.

    I decided to go with it, but keep it in check. I wouldn't go as far as I did the other day, if things would get out of hand I would just get up and walk away. I arched my back and stuck my chest out.

    Snap, snap, snap. My son was now taking pictures of my bare tits; my blouse completely fell to the sides. God just the thought of exposing myself in front of my son was a big turn on.

    "Mom, Jesus your tits are gorgeous...can I...can I touch them?" He said unsure looking at me.

    "No Tommy...I shouldn't even be letting you take these pictures" I replied not very convincingly.

    The truth was I really wanted him to touch them. Snap, snap. He was getting closer and closer with the camera. He came up to my knees and rested his hands with the camera on top, snapping pictures of my tits.

    "Mom, can I take close-ups of you tits?" He asked looking up at me.

    "Ohhh...Ok...Go ahead" I said soaking my panties.

    He extended the camera out more getting it closer to my naval. His body put pressure on my knees which automatically separated and he slipped right between them. Wasn't that a better position for them anyway? I thought, besides I was wearing panties.

    My son was now between my legs, with his camera resting on my lower stomach, snapping pictures of my naked tits. My skirt was pushed up around my hips, and my wet panties were showing.

    What made matters worse is that he brought his eyes down to the camera's viewfinder taking pictures. His face was on top of my pussy mound and his cheek touched my panties. I know he could smell me, I know he could smell my pussy juices.

    "Mom, you're gorgeous" Snap, snap, snap.

    Feeling my son's breath on my wet pussy gave me goose bumps all over my body. I froze, I didn't want this to end, I wanted him to continue. I was totally under his control. The camera, his breath, the touch of his hands on my legs, my body was glowing with excitement as my son was barely touching it.

    He looked up at me and I knew he was starting to suspect that I couldn't stop him. He smiled knowingly and moved his thumb from the camera down to the top of my mound, resting it on my panties where my clit was. He rubbed it in small circles getting a low moan out of me.

    "Oh Mom...your pussy smells so good..."

    His words made me feel like a slut, oh god a slut. My secret fantasy...My head was spinning and his rubbing thumb was making my pussy quiver.

    "My, my...let's see how wet you really are..." He looked up at me waiting for my reaction.

    I gave him none. I gave him a go ahead by not saying anything. Slut...Jesus, I was a slut. He hooked his finger under the thin martial of my panties covering my pussy and moved them to the side exposing my steaming cunt.

    "Oh God Mom...you're dripping...you're so fucking wet" He exclaimed staring down at my wet cunt.

    "Uhhhhmmmm...Oh my god..." I was in heaven by permitting my son to treat me that way.

    "Here lets take this skirt off first of all" He pulled down my skirt.

    "Wait let me take some pictures of you like this...just in your wet panties" He stood up and looking down at me started taking more pictures.

    Snap, snap, snap.

    "Now spread your legs more Mom so I can take a picture of that wet spot on your panties"

    "God Tommy...I shouldn't be doing this...I'm your Mom..."

    "Come on Mom...you know you want to...you know you want to show me everything...now spread your legs"

    What was the point, what was the point of me denying this. He was right, I wanted to show him everything, I wanted to rip my clothes off and spread for him like a cheap slut. I spread my legs apart as my son asked.

    "Yeah...nice..." Snap, snap, snap "Now lift them up and push your knees back"

    I lifted my legs and brought my knees to my chest. I was so spread and my panties were soaked. My son was on the floor in front of me snapping pictures. I looked into the camera and licked my lips.

    "Is that how you want me to pose for you...Tommy...like that...spread open..."

    I couldn't help it. I was so turned on by what I was doing that the words just came out of me. I didn't say them as a Mom would say to a son, I said them with a slutty passion in my voice, as a woman ready to do anything for a man.

    My son looked up at me and I could tell he was surprised to hear me say those words. I think the way I said them surprised him the most.

    "OH MOM...I want to see everything...I want to see you pull those panties off of you and show me your pussy...your wet pussy..."

    He was trembling. He knew that this meant we were going all the way, that I wouldn't stop him from doing anything to me.

    "So you want to see your Mom's pussy...oh this is so naughty...you want me to show you my wet snatch..." I don't know what possessed me to say that.

    The dirtier I felt the more turned on I was getting. I grabbed on to the sides of my panties and bringing my knees together pulled them off of my ass and hips. I stopped with the panties around my knees and my legs up.

    "So can you see it now...can you see my wet pussy...do you like mommies wet pussy" I was on fire, I shed all my inhibitions, I wanted to be who I always fantasized about, a SLUT I wanted to be a slut right now.

    My son was looking up at me, as if hypnotized by my wet pussy. I pulled my panties completely off and threw them to the side.

    "Ahhhh...take my pictures now baby...take them...oh god...here...let me show you my pussy...and how about my asshole...you want to see that too..."

    I spread my legs wide apart and lifted them to my chest. I wanted him to see all of me, my asshole included. I grabbed my ass cheeks with my hands and spread them apart. I could see he was exited, his cock outlined in his pants. Snap, snap, snap. God, what a pictures he was getting, me, his Mom spreading her ass open for him.

    "Oh God Mom, your ass...your pussy...it's so wet...can I...can I touch it...can I" He looked at me unsure.

    "Oh Baby...you can touch it...you can touch anything...you can even fuck me if you want to..." Listening to me he walked up a little closer, right in front of me.

    "Don't you realize baby...I'm your slut...I'll do anything for you..."

    He reached out and touched my pussy. Feeling his fingers on my cunt sent me over the edge. I started to cum. I could feel his fingers separating my pussy lips and sliding inside my dripping hole, as I closed my eyes and enjoyed a very powerful orgasm.

    I could barely hold on to the chair. His fingers were penetrating my hole up to his knuckles, my son was finger fucking me with what looked like three fingers. I couldn't tell, I didn't care, he could stick his fist in me if he wanted to. My pussy was making wet sloshing sounds.

    "Oh fuck MOM...you're so fucking hot...oh yeah..." He pumped his fingers in and out looking at me.

    "Did you mean what you said...did you mean it when you said you were my slut..." He said looking me in the eyes while continuing to finger fuck my pussy.

    "Oh god son...do you want your mommy to be your slut" I said hoping he would say yes.

    Those fingers in my pussy were driving me insane, unable to think straight.

    "Yes Mom...I need you to be my slut...my whore...my bitch...mom can I call you those things...will you be those things for me"

    Oh God those fingers, my body was trembling approaching another orgasm.

    "Yes...Oh God Son Yes...I'll do anything for you...I'll be anything you want me to be...Ohhhh Yessssss..."

    Suddenly he stopped fingering me, but kept them inside of me.

    "Oh no...no baby...please don't stop...not now...fuck me...pleaseeeee..." I almost screamed.

    "I think you need another finger in there" Tommy said looking down at my pussy.

    I looked at him alarmed. I have never taken more than three fingers before. I thought three was pushing it, and now my son was going to stick four in me! I looked on as he positioned four fingers at the entrance to my sopping wet pussy.

    He slowly applied pressure and I felt my pussy open up.

    "Oh My God...Ohhhhhh...Fuckkkkk..." I moaned as all four of his fingers slid inside me.

    At first I thought I would hurt, but than I realized that all I felt was a lot of pressure on my inner pussy walls. I didn't hurt and the pressure felt great, the feeling of fullness and stretching exiting me more. So I spread my legs wide for my son as he violated me.

    "Mom...that feels so tight" He said looking down at me.

    "That's because...ahhhh...ahhhhh...you're stretching me...oh goddd...more...ahhh...ohhhhh...more than I've ever been before" I was barely able to answer.

    I was beginning to love the feeling of his fingers, I was so full. God, I thought, he almost had his whole fist up inside of me. Just the thought ran shivers through my body, another one of my fantasies. I'm such a fucking slut...I'm letting my son finger fuck me like this.

    I held on as he pistoned his four fingers in and out of me, taking them deep up to his knuckles an than almost out. It didn't take long, I came hard, I came so hard that I rocked the whole table I was leaning against.

    After I came to my senses I looked at my big son. He was just standing there gently rubbing my pussy. I reached out and felt his hardness through his pants.

    "My turn" I said getting up.

    "Here lay down on the table" I said directing him.

    He laid down and I damn near ripped the pants off of him.

    "My god...you're so big" I said involuntarily wrapping my fingers around his cock.

    I was looking at his moist cock, covered in his own pre-cum, as I stroked him several times. I loved the way he smelled. I closed my eyes and took him in my mouth deep with one motion.

    "Oh god Mom...ohhhh myyyy goddddd..." He moaned.

    I had his cock buried completely down my throat, my nose reaching his pubic hair. I was choking, his thick shaft reached past my tonsils, making me gag, but I suppressed the feeling. I wanted this, I wanted my sons cock deep in my mouth, I wanted to blow him how a real slut would.

    I held on for as long as I could, and came up for air. His cock was covered in my saliva. I looked into his eyes.

    "You want Mommy to blow your cock like that baby..."

    He was lying on our kitchen table and I was between his legs. I licked his shaft up and down waiting for his answer like a hungry whore.

    "OH God Mom...yes...oh fuck yesssss..."

    He couldn't finish, his words trailed off as I wrapped my mouth around his cock again. This time I was watching him as I took his cock deep, deep down my throat. When I finally bottomed out my eyes watered and I wanted to gag again.

    My sons cock must have been 10" long and thick, he would make any woman gag. We stayed like this looking at each other. Son naked from the waist down on his elbows legs spread, mom completely naked between her sons spread open legs blowing him.

    I was gagging, my throat convulsing, wanting to expel the intruding meat but I didn't move.

    "Oh god yeasssss...Oh fuck..."

    He was moaning, my throat actually massaging his meat with convulsions. He leaned his head back and held on. I came up for air, coughed a couple times and went back down on him again. God, was I deep throating my sons' cock? I only heard about it, heard that porn stars did it in the movies.

    Up for air again and down all the way. The thought of me in front of the camera with my son drove me crazy. In that moment I fantasized that we had production crew and cameras all around us. I began blowing him deep and hard, spreading my legs a little so everyone could see.

    He was in heaven, I could tell, moaning loud now enjoying the way I sucked him. That's the only way I was going to suck his cock. What a slut I turned out to be, blowing my own son, slut, cheap fucking whore. I moaned with pleasure, as these thoughts burned in my mind.

    I felt my son stiffen up, I knew he reached the point where he was going to shoot his cum. I came up for air one last time and took him in deep, smashing my nose on the base of his stomach.

    "Oh Jesus Mom, I'm going to cum...oh god yeassss"

    His leg came up and he half sat up supporting himself with his left hand, while reaching out with his right and grabbing my head as if making sure I wouldn't disengage.

    "Take it all...take it all Mommie...yeas like that...Oh godddd...just like a slut..."

    Oh god that word! In that moment my pussy twitched and I was Cumming right there with him. I was surprised that a single word, spoken at the right time could make me cum. I really must be a slut, a hungry cock slut.

    I held on, enjoying my own powerful orgasm, as my son shot his load into my stomach. I didn't taste his cum, I couldn't, he was so deep down my throat. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't move, I was in total ecstasy.

    He was holding my head as he was shooting his potent seed into me slightly raising his hips as if trying to put his prick deeper down my throat with each blast of his cum. I was pretty close to passing out when he finally let me go. I quickly came up for air, choking and coughing.

    "Oh god Mom, are you OK?" I heard real concern in his voice.

    I supported myself on my hands right above his hard cock breathing hard trying to recover. He put his leg down and was looking at me running his hand over my hair as if trying to help me recover.

    "I'm Ok...I'll be fine..."

    I was slowly coming down off my own sexual bliss, looking at my son's slowly shrinking cock. The thought of me drinking his cum was slowly fading, and the realization of what just happened started sinking in.

    I straightened up standing naked between his legs and looked at him.

    "Son, I a...Oh god..." The tears were swelling in my eyes.

    How could I have done this, he was my son. He quickly reached out and grabbed me by my arms.

    "Mom, please, it's my fault. I clearly took advantage of you...it's not your fault"

    "Son but...I'm your Mom...I'm the adult here"

    He sat on the edge of the table and brought me close to him, right between his legs. My stomach brushing against his cock.

    "Mom, you're the most beautiful woman I ever seen and...I love you...and what is wrong with me giving you pleasure...you're still my Mom and you always will be...I just want to make you feel good"

    He was such a gentleman, after all that has happened here. I cupped his face in my hand and looked deep into his eyes.

    "You mean you don't think I'm a slut..."

    "Mom...you're my Mom first of all...but if you want to be...if you want to be a slut...than it's Ok too...I mean why couldn't Moms be Sluts when they wanted to?" He really emphasized the word you.

    He was thinking about this whole thing in such an innocent way, I couldn't tell him that it wasn't that simple. I brought my lips to his and he accepted me without turning away. He was such a gentlemen. I kissed my son with passion that I haven't felt in a long time. He returned my kiss smashing my body against his.

    I felt his cock starting to grow, but I couldn't let this continue. It was too dangerous, too close for my daughter to come home. I pushed away from him.

    "Ok, that's enough, please...I just...I just need to think about all this"

    I gave him one last kiss on the cheek this time, picked up all my clothes from the floor, and walked away. I knew he was looking at me, looking at my naked ass, and it brought the all familiar shiver to me. For some reason that I couldn't understand, I love exposing myself to him. But that's how everything started and I thought what that led me to. I walked up the stairs and into my bedroom.

    For the next few days I avoided my son. When he was home I tried to be busy doing things away. I wasn't mad at him, I was just trying to come to terms with what I've done, and if I should continue down this path. I did not know if it would be the path to my destruction, or the fulfillment of all my dreams and fantasies.

    One Saturday night we were all sitting around watching TV, I, my husband, my daughter and Tommy. Although the movie that was on seemed to be very interesting, my husband and my daughter were really not into it. Soon my husband began to yawn.

    "Kate, I'm going to sleep, had a hard day at work, you coming to bed with me babe?" He asked.

    "No...I'm going to stay up and finish the movie" I answered.

    He left and my daughter Kristy soon followed suit. Tommy and I sat there watching the movie. From time to time I stole peaks at him, involuntarily, thinking of our last encounter, thinking of what would have happen if I let him... I noticed that when I wasn't looking, he would turn his head and look at me. God, I wanted to know what he was thinking about.

    I looked at the fire place and noticed that the fire was going out. I got up and slowly walked up grabbing the poker to move the logs around. I could feel my son's eyes on me, on my back...on my ass.

    I leaned over, with my legs slightly apart and one hand on my knee, poking the fire. My short skirt that usually stopped half way up my thighs rode up a little exposing the upper thighs of my legs. The fire started again and I felt the heat radiate onto my body.

    When I turned around and looked back I saw Tommy staring at my ass. Oh god, I couldn't get into this again...not now...not when my husband and daughter are in the house.

    "Mom, you look great. That skirt is so hot and your blouse shows off your tits so well"

    He was so upfront, so sure of himself.

    "Tommyyyy...maybe you shouldn't think about my tits so much" I said standing there by the fire.

    I didn't move...why, I don't know. Maybe because of the way he was looking at me.

    "But I think that skirt would look even better if you raised it up a little" He said openly staring at my thighs.

    "Ohhh Jesus Tommy...I can't...I shouldn't"

    I already felt the warm sensation between my legs. Oh god...keep it in check...I have to keep it in check.

    "Come on Mom...just a little...I just want to see your thighs, that's all"

    I blushed. I felt like a little girl being asked to raise her skirt so the boy could peek at my panties, but this time that boy was my son. In that moment I remembered how wonderful his cock felt sliding down my throat and feeding me his cum.

    I slowly reached down and grabbed the edges of my skirt. Oh boy...just a little...maybe I'll show him just a little. Out of precaution I looked towards the stairs making sure no one was there that could see this. With my heart pounding in my chest I looked back at my son and raised my skirt up, little by little, until the edge stopped at my panties exposing my long tanned legs.

    His eyes were wide watching me do it and I could tell he was very exited.

    "Damn Mom this is so hot...I have to take some more pictures of you...don't move, please...I'll be right back"

    He bolted for his room leaving me there by the fireplace. My mouth was so dry I could barely swallow as I stood there trembling, waiting for my son, knowing damn well where this could lead. God...why did I do this...why did I show him my thighs...like some...like some slut. He came down holding the camera.

    "Ok Mom, now spread your legs apart more"

    I looked down and realized that I haven't changed position that I still stood there holding my skirt up.

    "Tommy...please...I don't think I should...not now" I mumbled.

    Click, click, click. I heard the all familiar snap of the camera. Well, so far he wasn't asking me to rip my clothes of, maybe I'll just go along a little more. I placed my feet apart wider as my tight skirt rode up higher. I know I was showing him my panties now. God this was turning me on so much, my pussy already hot and wet.

    "Nice...really nice...now turn around Mom"

    I did as he asked. I looked back at him and saw that he lay down on the carpet taking pictures of my spread open legs and panty covered ass. Oh god, I was letting my son look at my ass again...like a...like a slut.

    Uhhmmm...A low moan escaped me as the all familiar shiver ran up my spine. I reached back and slowly, looking into the camera, raised my skirt up all the way above my hips showing him my whole ass. I still had panties on...It's Ok...I still have clothes on. I was slowly getting lost to that feeling...that desire to be a slut.

    "Oh my god Mom...you are so beautiful"

    He forgot to take pictures; he was just staring at me...at my ass. I licked my dry lips. Leaning forward, I placed both hands high above the fire place sticking my ass out, letting my son get a better angle on me. My juices were flowing; I was getting wet soaking my panties asking myself if my son could see the wetness.

    "Mom...can you...can you take your skirt off...please Mom"

    Oh Jesus...this was so dangerous, we were not alone in the house.

    "Oh baby...what if...your Dad comes down...or your Sister"

    He didn't answer, he was just staring at my ass, at my body. As if he didn't hear me, he started taking pictures again. Snap, snap, snap. I looked around, and up the stairs. What was the use resisting, I was already showing my panties. I reached down and unzipped my skirt, I brought my legs together and let it fall to the ground around my feet.

    "Mom, and your blouse please" I heard him say.

    I froze asking myself if I should. What if we get caught? What if my daughter comes down, what if she sees me like this, in my panties and bra or maybe even completely naked? I couldn't breathe, the thought of my daughter looking at me...at my tits...at my ass was drowning my senses, making me...hot.

    Oh God...what was I turning into? How could I think like that about my daughter? I looked down and saw that I already unbuttoned my blouse. Slowly, trying to get my Daughter out of my mind, I let it drop to the ground and stood there just in panties and bra.

    Snap, snap, snap. I looked back and automatically assumed the same position as before, my legs spread apart and my hands against the wall above the fire place. My ass stuck out and Tommy was zooming in on it.

    "Ohhh baby...you like taking pictures of my ass don't you" Again the words surprised me.

    I was getting more and more turned on, slowly assuming the role of a slut...the role of my fantasies. I reached back and put my hand on my ass. Looking into the camera I spread my ass cheeks apart making my panties disappear into the crack of my ass.

    "Uhhmmm...how do you like your Mom now Tommy" I moaned like a slut.

    I knew he could see the dark skin around my asshole. I lifted my leg up and placed it on top of the near by chair and bent over. I was so spread, the thin bunched up panties barely covering my holes.

    My son was getting great shots of my ass now, bent over and spread...like a slut...Oh god I loved it. To be so naughty, in my own house with my husband just upstairs...showing myself to my son, was so forbidden, so hot.

    "Mom, I want you to take your bra off...I want to see your tits"

    He was looking at me, judging me on how far I would go. Oh god, he wants me naked...he wants me completely naked. My pussy juices were flowing, I could tell, I could smell myself. I smiled slightly and straightened out, my heart beating hundred miles an hour.

    "Tommy, promise me you will never show these pictures to anyone"

    He didn't answer, he was just looking at me, at my body. Facing the fireplace with my ass to my son, I reached back and undid the snap that held my bra together. I didn't wait for his answer...did it matter? What if he did show it to someone, what if he showed it to his friends?

    The thought of some teenagers looking at my naked pictures posing like a slut, made my pussy shiver with excitement. In this moment of sexual excitement, I hoped that he would show them to his friends...to all his friends, so they can see his slut mommy.

    I let the bra fall off of me. I stood there breathing hard, facing the fireplace with my hard nipples absorbing the heat. I felt him get up and now I stood there with anticipation. Second after second, waiting for my son, waiting what seemed like forever...waiting for him to...

    I felt his body right behind me and soon both of his hands on my hips. I shivered from the contact; his hands were so cold. He ran them up my sides, slowly feeling my skin, and to the front, cupping my full tits and squeezing my nipples between his fingers.

    "Uhhhmmmm..." I moaned.

    "Oh god Mom...oh god you tits..." His breath came in gasps.

    He squeezed my nipples harder as my eyes watered from the pain. I loved feeling his firm grip on my tits. He moved his hands down, down to my panties again, his fingers hooked on the edges. I shivered waiting for my son to pull them off.

    "Tell me what you want Mom...tell me what you want me to do" I heard him whisper and felt his warm breath on my neck.

    Was he manipulating me? Did he want me to say it? Oh god, if I was going to stop this, now was the time. I was thinking, hesitating. I felt his fingers tracing the edges of my panties, driving me crazy with desire...desire to have this happen. I quickly looked up the stairs again.

    "Take my panties...take them off..." I moaned.

    I felt his lips touch my shoulder as he kissed me.

    "Are you sure Mom? Do you really want me to take them off of you? Mommies usually don't do this...Only slut Mommies do"

    God I couldn't stand it. My body was shivering from his touch and anticipation.

    "Pleaseee son...I am a slut...please take them off" I begged.

    His fingers hooked into my panties started pulling them down. Inch by inch, past my full hips and down my thighs. I felt him kneel down behind me, god his face must have been right at my ass, my naked ass. He pulled them down around my ankles and I willingly stepped out of them.

    I stood there trembling, totally naked, with my hands still up above the mantle. I felt his hands on my ass as he spread my ass cheeks apart for his viewing pleasure. Oh god my asshole...he was looking at my asshole. Oh no, what if he can tell that I masturbated there...that I stuck my fingers in that hole and fucked myself to an orgasm? Oh Jesus, I'm such a slut, and my son could probably tell.

    He turned me around facing him. I looked down at my son kneeling in front of me as I stood in front of him completely naked. He was looking at my pussy, my bald pussy. Still kneeling down he reached out and grabbed my ass pulling me to him. Holding me tight with his hands, he brought his face close to my clit. He inhaled hard, smelling me...smelling my wetness.

    I spread my legs a tiny bit apart. I didn't know why, it just happened.

    He extended his tongue and licked my pussy lips spreading them apart and running his tongue down.

    "Uuuuhhhhmmmm..." I moaned.

    That felt so good, his wet tongue down between my pussy lips, flicking, twisting and sucking. I spread my legs wide lifting one of them to the near by chair. I looked down at my son and noticed that he was looking into my eyes, between my opened legs, eating me, building me up to an orgasm.

    "Oh god son...eat me...oh Jesus eat me...ohhhhhh"

    With one hand I supported myself on the mantle, with the other I squeezed my nipple...rolling it and tugging on it. My ass burned from the heat of the fire adding to the feeling. My pussy was quivering, I was ready to cum. I felt his lips over my clit as he sucked on it flicking it with his tongue at the same time.

    "Oooohhhhh Myyyyy Goddddd...Ahhhhhhhh..."

    I came, holding on, barely able to stand, right there in front of the fire place, in our living room with my husband and daughter up stairs. I was moaning the whole time, I tried not to, but it was impossible. Oh God...I came like a slut into...into my son's open mouth.

    The feeling lasted a long time but eventually I came down, I realized my son was still liking my pussy, drinking my juices flowing into his mouth. I ran my fingers through his hair with affection. He was such a big boy now, eating me...eating his Mom.

    "Oh baby...oh god...do you like your Mom that much?"

    He disengaged for a second.

    "Mom, you have the best tasting pussy I've ever eaten...Jesus, I could eat you all night long"

    He went back to eating me, sticking his tongue into my dripping hole, fucking me with it. I was so wet and open for him, loving it...loving the fact I was his slut.

    He finally let go of me and looked up.

    "Mom don't move"

    He reached for his camera and without changing his position, from below, started taking pictures of me...naked...spread open. Snap, snap, snap. Oh god I needed to stop this...this was too dangerous...I wasn't a porn star, I was his Mom. What if the pictures fell into the wrong hands, what if they put them on the Internet?

    "Tommy baby...please...stop...no more pictures...please"

    Snap, snap, snap. With great difficulty I managed to put my foot down, I knew he already had pictures of me, my pussy, open...spread, but I needed to stop this. I walked away from the fireplace towards the couch with my hips swaying and my ass for some reason, stuck out.

    Snap, snap, snap. Oh god he wasn't stopping, what is it going to take for him to stop? I sat down on the couch, my knees together, back straight, hands on my knees. Snap, snap. I was looking at him, into the camera. I knew my big tits were showing, nipples hard.

    Was I OK with that? Was I OK with that being on the Internet? Slut...Oh God...I was a slut right? I felt my knees open a bit, I couldn't stop them...Jesus...like they had a mind on their own.

    I could tell he saw that, he dropped to his knees in front of me...waiting...anticipating for me to open them. Snap, snap, snap. My knees came apart a little more. Could he see my pussy now...could the camera see my pussy?

    I knew he wasn't going to stop until I showed the camera everything. Snap, snap, snap. Oh god I can't...too dangerous.

    "Tommy come here" I motioned for him with my finger.

    He stood up, obedient, like a little c***d. He walked up to me, the camera at his side. Sitting straight on the edge of the couch I grabbed his firm butt and pulled him to me spreading my legs so I could get him close to my face.

    If this is what it takes to stop him from taking my pictures...than be it. I pulled his shorts down and than his underwear. My son's big cock sprung free in front of my face already hard. I grabbed the base of it and stroked it a couple of times looking up at him.

    "What do you want Mommy to do with this big cock of yours?" I looked at him with my innocent eyes.

    "Oh god Mom...suck me...suck my cock like you did before..."

    Just what I was waiting for. I opened my mouth and took him deep, his pulsating meat sliding down my throat. I started blowing him, massaging his big sausage like meat with my throat, choking on it and from time to time coming up for air.

    My pussy was dripping hot from the thought of what I was doing, blowing my own son, eating his cock and drinking his juice. What a slut I was...and I loved every second of it.

    He grabbed my hair keeping my head still and started fucking my mouth, using it for his pleasure. I let him, I kept still, opened my mouth and held on. He brought one leg up on the couch and I felt his balls slapping my chin as he fucked my mouth.

    I could hear my son moaning, breathing hard, wanting to stuff more and more meat down my throat. I chocked coughing, he pulled his cock completely out and placed it on my face. It was dripping with my saliva. I licked his shaft, tasting his wonderful cock, as he forced my head lower, down to his balls.

    I fell off the couch, down to my knees, between his legs, licking his shaft, licking his balls. At this moment I was my son's slave...his cock slut...meant to be on my knees and worship his cock. I was so hot...and so was he.

    "God Mom...I have to fuck you" He moaned as I sucked on his balls stroking his cock.

    "UUUHHHMMM...you want to fuck me...you want to fuck me with this thing..."

    I licked his balls and his shaft up to the tip and swallowed the head of his cock while stroking the shaft. I looked up at my son and saw that he was in heaven, pure pleasure on his face.

    "Mom Please...I have to fuck you" He moaned.

    Now he was begging...now I was in control.

    "You want to fuck me...you want to fuck your Mom...uuuhhhmmmm that's so nasty...right here on the couch with the rest of our family sleeping just upstairs?"

    Again he grabbed my hair and forced his cock down my throat fucking me with it, looking down at me as he was doing it.

    "Fuck yeah...I want to fuck your pussy like I'm fucking your mouth right now"

    God I was his Mother but he was using me...he was using me like a slut...like a cheap slut. Jesus, every time I though about it I was ready to cum, my pussy burning hot and dripping.

    He let go of my hair and I disengaged. I crawled up on the couch, with my ass to him, spreading my legs wide, giving my son access to me...to fuck me...to fuck his MOM. I looked back at him.

    "Oh God Son fuck me...stick your cock in me...please...fill my fuck hole"

    He came up close behind me, sliding his fingers across my dripping slit, spreading my lips open. I felt the head of his cock at the entrance to my pussy but he didn't move. Was he afraid, did he have second thoughts?

    I thought about what I was about to do. Oh God...this was it...this was so immoral...so nasty...so forbidden. My own son...fucking me...

    I pushed back a little feeling his cock sinking into my pussy. Oh god why did I do that? I felt the head of his cock inside my hole, stretching it. Oh no...I shouldn't be doing that...he's my son.

    My head was swimming, I was fighting an internal battle over what was proper and what I desired...what my body wanted. I looked back at him to see that he was looking at me with his eyes wide.

    I couldn't stand it, the feeling of his cock inside me was so hot. I pushed back more making half of my son's cock slide inside my hot...open...waiting pussy.

    "Aaaahhhhhh..." I moaned in pleasure.

    I pulled back a little and again pushed back. Maybe just a little...maybe I'll just fuck his cock just a little...just the tip of it. I was pushing back and forth, enjoying the full, hot feeling he was giving me as his cock stretched my pussy.

    I was so lost in this rubbing, burning sensation in my pussy when suddenly I felt my ass bounce against his stomach. Oh my god...nooooo...not his whole cock! I looked behind me to see that I was now moving back and forth the whole length of his cock.

    I couldn't stop myself, I tried but I couldn't. I surrendered myself to my son like a slut, fucking him, fucking the whole length of his dick. I heard him moan...or was it me? I couldn't tell, I was in heaven. He grabbed my ass and held me still as he started slowly sliding his long thick cock in and out of me.

    Now he was fucking me...my son...his thick cock penetrating my pussy...oh so deep...his balls slapping against my clit, making me cum.

    "Ahhhh...ohhhhhh...uhmmmmm..." I was moaning.

    He increased the speed driving me insane, ready to climax. I didn't want to...I wanted to come when he did. I moved up making his cock slip out of me.

    "Oh god here baby...sit down"

    I pulled him to the couch and noticed that he was disappointed, was he thinking I was stopping this?

    "Oh I want to ride your dick...please...oh god it's so big..."

    I looked down at his cock dripping wet with my juices. Was I that wet? Without thinking I bent over between his legs and took my son's cock into my mouth. Oh god what a taste...it was a taste of my own pussy. I sucked his cock hard, licked up and down his shaft insane with the desire to taste my own pussy.

    I couldn't get enough...I was licking my own pussy juices off my son's big cock. It was the first time I tasted myself and I loved it...I loved the smell and the feeling that it brought me. I felt his hands on my hair pulling me up.

    "Mom, please...that's enough...fuck me now" He moaned, wanting to be inside my pussy.

    I looked up at him. He was right, my pussy wanted to be filled again. I straddled him, positioning myself right above his thick meat, grabbed his cock and guided it into my hole. He slid in with such ease. I moved up and down quickly lubricating his cock with my juices.

    He grabbed my tits, massaging them, squeezing them, and sucking on them. I put my hands up on the high part of the couch and rode him, with each stroke taking him deep inside of me. Oh god, what an insane feeling it was to be fucking my own son like this...like a slut.

    It didn't take me long, I was ready to cum again. I looked at my son and saw that he was in ecstasy, playing with my tits. Not yet...he's not ready. I got off of him again getting between his legs to suck his wet cock. I wanted to stop myself from Cumming...or did I want to taste my pussy again?

    I was so confused, I didn't know that this could be so hot...or taste so good. I stuck his wet cock in my mouth and sucked, almost drinking my pussy juices from it. Up and down...deep throat...lick. My god this was hot. Did all women taste like that? Did my daughter taste like that?

    Oh god nooo...I can't think of my daughter that way...I can't...but this tastes so good! Again I got up and straddled him sliding his cock inside my hot, wet pussy. I rode him deep...hard...my tits bouncing all over the place. I could feel my body sweating...hot...my pussy burning.

    "Oh fuck Mom...I'm going to cum...oh yes I'm going to cum" He was moaning loud.

    I was afraid he would wake up my husband or my daughter...oh Jesus my daughter...did she taste like that?...oh god what if she did? What if she tasted that good? OH no...what kind of slut was I turning out to be? I would never...I would never do this to my daughter. I looked down at my son.

    "CUM baby...cum inside me...Oh god yessssss...cum inside your Mom" I was climaxing, Cumming together with my son, both of us moaning, trying not to be loud.

    All of a sudden he stiffened up, and I put my whole weight on top of his dick buried deep inside of me. I felt him shoot his load inside of my pussy. One, two, three. He was filling me up as I was climaxing, our seeds mixing together inside of me.

    It was like I was in another world, I grabbed on to his neck and kissed him deep, sticking my tongue inside his mouth, screaming with ecstasy into him. He grabbed on to my ass and spread it, trying to get deeper into me. I felt sweat run down my back, into the crack of my ass and down to my asshole getting it wet.

    Oh my God...Oh my God, my son made me cum so hard!! I managed to come down a little, my body still hot...sweating. I looked down at my son and saw that he had his eyes closed. I got off sliding his cock out of me, feeling some juices running down the inside of my legs.

    I set down beside him and looked down at his semi hard cock, it was so wet...foamy...inviting. Oh god I couldn't stand it. I bent down and took his cock into my mouth, sucked on it, licked it. I was getting hot again, just licking my son's cock, tasting my pussy.

    "Mom, I have to ask you something" I heard him say.

    Oh Jesus, anything...ask me anything, he was slowly getting hard. Oh god yes...I'm going to suck my son's cock until he will cum in my mouth again.

    "Yeah baby" I answered between licking his meat. He put his hand on my back running it down to my ass.

    "A...I a...you know that model agency I told you about couple months ago, the one I wanted Kristy to go to?"

    He was so hard again...so hot. I took him deep into my throat and than out again. I was kneeling on the couch while blowing him.

    "Yes...I remember..."

    "Well...I kind a sort of showed them some of your pictures...just the ones in the bikini"

    I could still taste myself on his cock. Wait a minute...did he say...? I felt his hand slide to the back of my ass and than his fingers on my asshole. Oh god...what was he going to do? The thought of my son playing with my asshole as I was giving him head, brought my pussy on fire.

    Wait...pictures...

    "Tommy...why...why would you do that" I said without changing position, extending my tongue...licking his cock while looking up at him with concern.

    "Mom you're so beautiful, you have a magnificent body, and you're probably the hottest...the best looking woman on this planet...I just thought that...that maybe other people should see it"

    How could I be mad at him, I loved his so much. I took his cock deep down my throat and out again.

    "Tommy, but you should have asked me first"

    I felt his fingers rubbing my asshole. Oh god keep it tight...please keep it tight...he can't know. He slid his finger down to my dripping wet pussy, getting it wet and than up again to my asshole, lubricating it with my juices.

    "I know Mom, but...they loved them...they loved your pictures"

    Just then I felt his finger slip into my asshole stretching my outer ring. Oh god no...how can I let my son finger fuck my ass? But yet, I was hoping for this, that's why I was sitting in this position...with my ass up. I was his slut after all and it wasn't my finger in my ass fucking me this time.

    I looked up at him. He was looking at me, judging my reaction, trying to see if I was going to stop him from violating my ass. Jesus, he didn't know...he didn't know that I loved the full feeling in my ass. God damn slut...I'm a fucking whore.

    "And what did they say when you showed it to them"

    He was moving his finger in and out of my ass, fucking me now. I put his cock in my mouth and started sucking it. Up and down with steady rhythm. I heard him moan.

    "Mom...oh god...Mom they want you to come in...they want to take more pictures of you"

    I felt him position another finger at my asshole. No way!!!! He wasn't going to put another one in there!!! Not my son!!!!

    "Tommy I can't, no way it's too dangerous"

    I responded and went back to sucking him. OH my God!!! His finger started pressing against my anal ring...stretching it...slowly...little by little...until...it was in. I had two of my son's fingers in my asshole. OH GOD...a little pain...no, no pain...more like discomfort.

    I was stretched...my asshole was stretched beyond any point it was before.

    "Come on Mom...I told them you would, they just want to take your pictures in a bikini"

    Suddenly the discomfort went away and the fingers in my ass felt so good...moving in and out now. The feeling was so hot, and the thought of him doing this to me was so dirty. I was almost there...ready to climax...ready to have a powerful orgasm.

    "Tommy...Ahhhhhhh...no...Uhhhhmmmmm...I can't...Ohhh my God...if your father ever found out...Oh yeassss...Oh God, it would be the end of my marriage"

    I went back to sucking my son's cock ready to climax. Suddenly he withdrew them...oh no the feeling of emptiness...I needed them inside.

    "Tommy no...please put them back in me"

    I looked up at him with this begging look on my face.

    "Tell me you'll do it Mom...tell me you'll go in there and let them take your pictures"

    I needed to cum, I needed to cum so bad.

    "Ok...Oh Jesus Ok...I will, just my bikini...please put them back in"

    He slid his two wet fingers back into my ass. They slid in with ease, my asshole already stretched and waiting for them. Oh my god, I loved it. I stuck my ass up giving him better access and started sucking him.

    He drove me insane as he stuck his fingers so deep into my ass, ramming me with them at high speed...in and out...in and out. I heard him moan and I knew he was about to cum, and so was I. I kept the head of his cock in my mouth as I stroked his shaft fast, milking him, swallowing his cum at the same time screaming from my own orgasm.

    After he was done I collapsed on the couch, his fingers slipping out of my ass. I was so spent, I looked over at the clock, it was 1am. My god we were at this for over two hours!

    I got up and picked up my clothes.

    "Tommy, it's time to get to bed, before we get caught" I started walking upstairs.

    Get caught? The feeling of guilt was tugging at my brain. I've done so many things tonight...so many dirty, forbidden things. Somehow I knew that this wasn't over yet...that I would do more things...dirtier things.

    I wondered about that as I was passing my daughters bedroom.

    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 i****t…….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 k**s 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 i****t. 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.

    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….u******e 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 i****t 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 k** 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, a****ls, 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 k**s, 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."

    I was a little scared of what might happen but most of all, I didn't trust myself. What if I took this too far with this nice young girl in front of my son!!!! I could never forgive myself. Deep down I knew that I wanted to try being with another woman, but this was just a girl and my son was standing right there.

    "Mom, we came here to buy shoes, so let's just buy shoes. Relax, nothing will happen, it's OK."

    The girl came in holding a box of shoes. She put the box down on the floor and knelt in front of me.

    "I took a guess at the size of your foot; hope it's the right size."

    I watched her as she grabbed my foot, her delicate hand wrapped around my ankle and brought my foot to gently rest on her thighs as she sat there with her legs curled up under her butt. Her touch was already sending shivers up and down my spine. I kept telling myself that it was OK, it was normal; she was just doing her job. The girl looked up at me and smiled with a disarming, innocent smile.

    She took my shoe off and took the high heal out of the box. My foot rested cradled between her thighs, inches away from her crotch. She raised my foot up to put the shoe on, as I was doing my best to keep my knees together, after all, I didn't have any panties on, and my sun dress stopped well above my knees.

    I followed her every move as she put the shoe on. She would look at my foot but also at me, at my face, than slowly her gaze would go down to my breasts for a brief moment and even lower, to my crotch. At that moment her soft dark eyes widened and her breathing became more labored. The fact that this young girl was looking at me that way was making my own pulse beat faster. I totally forgot about my son standing there, beside us, the girl was taking up my entire world that moment.

    "There, what do you think?"

    She asked looking at me and gently raised my foot so I could look at the shoe bringing my straightened out leg to her side. The motion separated my knees a bit and I immediately saw her eyes dart down to my crotch. Was she trying to get a peek at me, at that place I tried to keep hidden from her? Jesus no way, she's too young, too...innocent! I slowly fought to bring my knees together wondering if I gave her a peek.

    "Uhm nice, how about the other, could you put the other on?"

    The other! What was wrong with me? Why didn't I just buy the shoes and get out of there? Oh God, this was so difficult, difficult to control this. She smiled and rested my foot on the floor beside her, at the last moment softly running her hand up my leg to my knee, before reaching to the other side for the box of shoes. This was definitely not an accidental touch; there was something sensual about it, something exiting. I sat there watching her as my own breathing became difficult.

    As she grabbed the shoe she scooted up a bit, closer to me, giving me a quick glance. At that moment I was looking at her thighs which were becoming more exposed by her motions, her dress riding up. I could tell she noticed where my eyes were. I tried peeling my eyes away from her nice tanned thighs but it was too late. She grabbed my other foot and brought it up to her lap. In this position I could no longer keep my knees together as the one she was holding rose up higher than the other. My heart was pounding in my chest and my mouth was dry, as this young girl was making me expose myself.

    She put the shoe on lifting my foot a bit to do it, her eyes always going up and down my legs, lingering on my crotch from time to time. I couldn't stop this, even if I tried I couldn't. She was so close to me that no matter how much I tried, she was going to get a peek at my pussy. It was so wrong but it was exiting me beyond belief, to know that this young girl could see me was making my pussy hot and wet.

    I sat there rigid, unable to move, my knee went up and my dress slid up a bit. I looked down to see my legs apart. I looked at the girl and saw she was looking between them. Oh no...how much was I showing her? She raised my leg up more and to her side; she was now kneeling between my legs with my knees separated with her soft dark eyes wondering all over me.

    "Nice shoes, let me stand up and see how they feel," I mumbled giving her a pleading look.

    She smiled and let my foot go, I rested it on her other side so that she was still in between my legs. She grabbed onto my knees as if for support and lifted herself up, applying side to side pressure under which my knees uncontrollably separated. My legs spread wide and the girl looked down between them at my wet, hairless pussy. Oh my god, my heart almost jumped out of my chest as my mind registered what I was showing her. I saw her eyes widen and her mouth open, her eyes were glued to my crotch as she slowly straightened her legs, bent over but still held on to my knees, pressuring them apart. I looked over at my son and saw him watching us. I looked back at the girl and saw her lick her dry lips...my god was she thinking about...no it can't be, but if she is...oh Jesus, I can't let this happen, not in front of my son.

    I reached over and put my hand on hers, gently giving her a tug. It was a gentle sign that I wanted her to let go. I guess I was also telling her that I didn't mind that she looked at me but it had to end...for now at least. The girl gave my pussy one last deep look and let go. For some unknown reason I didn't bring my legs together right away, I kept them apart looking at her and than at my son, enjoying their reaction. Ohhh that was so naughty, keeping my legs spread in front of this girl on my own, teasing her.

    I slowly brought them together and stood up, walked up to the nearby mirror and admired the shoes. In my mind though, I wanted so much for that girl to be near me.

    "Well, nice, I think...this dress isn't really what I'm going to wear them with."

    The girl took the bait. She walked up to me ready to help.

    "What dress will you be wearing, is it the same cut?"

    "No not really, it's a little bit more revealing on top...you know one of those low cut dresses."

    The girl positioned herself directly behind me and because she was about the same height than me, was able to look over my shoulder at my reflection in the mirror.

    "Does it have straps or is it strapless?" She asked.

    "Oh it's strapless and low cut," I mumbled barely able to talk.

    I felt her hands on my shoulders and watched in the mirror as she grabbed both of my dress straps and slowly slid them off my shoulders. Next she reached over to my front leaning against my back, pressing her firm breasts against it, and unbuttoned my top button. Oh god this was naughty, getting undressed by this young girl in a shoe store. I could see my son's reflection in the mirror, watching the whole thing. That's all right I told myself, I'm just teasing, I can stop this whenever I want to, I won't take this too far...not in front of my son.

    "Is this about right?" Her soft voice asked.

    "No...maybe two more will do it."

    As soon as I said it I realized that two more buttons might expose my entire breasts, but it was too late. Her small hands were already working on them, palms pressing against my nipples making them hard, getting my dress opened. Uhhhh...I breathed a little easier, my nipples were still covered but barely. In fact my aureoles were showing and my whole middle, past the bottom of my breasts was now exposed. The girl was breathing hard, right at my neck, so close to me, watching my nearly exposed breasts in the mirror.

    "How about your bottom, is it the same length?" She whispered.

    "No...it is a little shorter," I whispered back slightly leaning against her.

    She brought her hands down to the edges of my dress, one at each of my hips gently touching my hips with her open palms. She grabbed my dress and lifted it about a couple of inches exposing more of my thighs.

    "How is that?"

    Oh God, I was getting so turned on, the uncontrollable sexual feeling was starting to build up inside me, but yet, I needed to stop this. I couldn't look in the direction of my son, I just knew he was there watching me.

    "No...maybe just a little shorter," It was no use, seeing her do this to me in the mirror was drowning any moral issues I had.

    I looked on as she lifted my dress up more, slowly to the edge...to the edge of my pussy, a little more and it would be exposed.

    "There...right there...that's the length," I whispered heavily, barely able to control myself.

    I felt her heavy breathing on my neck. She looked at me in the mirror, disappointment on her face.

    "Are you sure...are you sure it's not shorter?"

    Oh god, she wanted more...she wanted to see me, my pussy, but I couldn't...oh Jesus no.

    "No I think it stops right there," I said very softly and with no conviction.

    "Well maybe we should ask your son, did he see you in that dress?"

    What!?...Oh no, I already knew what Tommy's answer would be.

    "So, you think your Mother's dress stops right there, or is it shorter than that?"

    Tommy came into view, eyes wide; I could tell he was watching this, he already had a bulge in his pants. He looked at me in the mirror, half naked, my breasts nearly exposed and dress up in the girls hands. She was looking at him expectantly, as if she knew what he was going to say.

    "Oh I think my Mom's dress is shorter than this."

    She turned towards me, looking into my eyes through the mirror.

    "See...your son knows."

    "Oh God no," I whispered.

    She raised it, slowly, inch by inch as I watched letting her do it. My pussy slowly came into view, first the lips, moist...wet shining and slightly apart. Than as she pulled the dress over my hips, my clit and whole pussy area was exposed, cleanly shaven, every detail visible. I looked at her, her eyes were on my pussy, she was licking her lips, watching me. After a few seconds she looked into my eyes.

    "There, I think you look much better like this."

    She reached up around my waist and unbuttoned another button holding my dress together, watching me in the mirror, watching my hard nipples come into view. I rolled my eyes powerless in her grip. No matter how much I wanted to stop this from happening, I couldn't. The sight of myself getting exposed like this was almost making me cum. I think she knew what was happening to me, she reached for the last button but at the last moment turned to Tommy.

    "Maybe you should lock that door and draw the shades," She said meaningfully.

    I looked and saw my son walk towards the door and do what she asked. I was watching everything unfold as my head was swimming, why was I letting this happen? Was it her touch? Was it the fact that she reminded me of my daughter? No...not that, I could never let my daughter do this to me!

    "Please, let me go...I can't do this in front of my son," I whispered to her, low enough for Tommy not to hear.

    "Ohhh I think you can...I think you want to do it in front of him...so he can watch his Mother be a slut."

    Oh God how did she know? That word...I moaned as soon as I heard her say that and she smiled knowingly, releasing my last button. My dress fell to the sides and she pulled it off of me with a quick move, throwing it at Tommy. She immediately pressed herself to my naked back and put her hands on my hips.

    "Oh god please...please don't do this," I pleaded to save myself from my son seeing this.

    She didn't listen, she ran her hands along my stomach to my breasts and grabbed them, softly separating her fingers to allow my nipples to run between them.

    "Uhhhhhmmmmm...oh please..." I didn't know what I was begging for.

    I was approaching an orgasm, standing there in this girls grasp as she explored my body in front of my son. Her hands slid down, along my stomach, past my naval, down to my pussy. Her fingers touched my clit and I moaned reaching back with my own hands grabbing her hips, trying to feel her. Her fingers ran along my clit and rubbed it in circles, in a fast rhythm, than running a finger down to my opening and sliding it in, than bringing it back up to my clit and rubbing it, making me cum.

    "Ahhhhh...ohhhhhh...yesss...oh my god..."

    I moaned in her embrace as an orgasm gripped my powerless body. She continued working my pussy as only a woman could, she knew exactly what to do. I held on, moaning and enjoying my orgasm, letting her do whatever she wanted to me. She let go of my pussy and grabbed my arm, tugging me towards the deep chair in the corner.

    "I have to check those shoes of your, to make sure that they fit."

    I didn't understand...my shoes? I sat down where she indicated and she kneeled in front of me again lifting both of my feet right away, spreading them...spreading me apart. I sat back reclined, opened with this young girl between my legs. My pussy was so wet...so hot...dripping cum and I wanted her to lick it...I wanted her to put her tongue on me. I looked over at Tommy, he had his camera in his hands...watching me...watching what was about to happen...what I was about to let happen. Oh god please...don't let him take my pictures...not like this...not with another girl!

    I looked over at her as she released my feet and put her hands on the inside of my thighs, pressing, making my legs stay apart as she leaned forward and brought her face to my pussy extending her tongue. Oh god yes...I wanted this so bad. She ran her tongue along my pussy lips, right in the middle, separating them and licking my cum from between them. It felt so soft, so wet and warm that it sent unbelievable shivers up my body.

    "Oh god...you're eating me...you're really eating me..." I don't know why I said that, I couldn't believe this was happening I guess.

    I watched her wet tongue flicking my clit, running in between my pussy lips, her mouth sucking my lips inside, so gently as I held on unable to breathe. Suddenly there was a bright light and I realized that my son was taking pictures. I looked over at him as he was getting shots of my pussy and the girl that was eating it.

    "No Tommy...don't please...don't take any pictures," I pleaded but he didn't move.

    Again he took a picture. I looked down at the girl, she didn't seem to mind, she was licking and sucking my pussy with lust, sticking her tongue into my wet hole and tongue fucking me, making me so hot...so close to another orgasm. I watched her eat me forgetting about my son taking pictures. I couldn't believe this could feel so good, so hot...so sexy.

    She forced my legs up, my knees almost to my chest and my ass sticking out. She ate me running her tongue up and down the length of my slit, sucking on my clit when she could and god, my son was getting all of that. She stuck her tongue into my hole, deep...as deep as she could and she looked up at me. I saw a smile on her face and she gave me a small slap on my ass. Oh god that felt so good, I wanted her to do it again as she tongue fucked me. As if she read my mind, she slapped me again, and again and again fucking me with her tongue. I started feeling warmth spreading around my ass and I couldn't hold it any longer. I came...again right into her mouth with my juices flooding. She didn't turn away; she even put her entire mouth over my hole and sucked as if that was what she was waiting for. Oh god I closed my eyes and screamed, more...Jesus more...I wanted her to fuck me...to eat me, this young girl...so hot.

    I looked down at her, finally able to breathe and saw that she was softly licking my pussy, so gentle. Just looking at her made me want to have her, to taste her, to do to her what she did to me. I no longer cared what my son thought about me, I was full of determination. I loved the way my pussy tasted...now was going to find out how another woman's pussy tastes.

    I brought my legs down and stood up looking at the young girl just to see that she was watching me with anticipation. I grabbed her hands and lifted her off her knees, seductively putting my mouth over hers...uhhmmm...the taste of my pussy flooding my mouth, so sweet. I kissed her with all the desire that was building up inside me for so long. She returned my kiss, her tongue sliding inside my mouth as we stood in front of my son kissing, closely holding each other.

    "Oh god...I have to have you...please," I pulled her slightly to the deep chair I was getting eaten just a minute ago.

    She pulled on her buttons and quickly unbuttoned her dress pulling it to the sides and off of her. I was shocked to see that this young girl had nothing underneath, no bra or no panties, she was completely naked. I admired her thin body, firm young breasts, flat stomach and pussy...bald just like mine. Although she was thin, she had nice full hips and deep ass that I felt such a desire to lick.

    "Wait...ohhh...wait, before I let you do this to me...I want to see you do something," She said.

    "Anything, God anything...I need to have you...now," I was lost to my desires.

    "I want to see you suck your son's cock."

    What! What did she say? I stood there unable to speak looking at her. Oh god no matter how good she looked I couldn't do that in front of her.

    "I...I can't." I said in a low voice.

    She saw my confusion, my reaction and sat down opening her legs. Her wet pussy staring at me, inviting me to go ahead.

    "Are you sure? I really want to see that, a Mother sucking her son's cock...I think it's so hot."

    I shook my head and dropped to my knees in front of her opened legs. I could smell her pussy and it drove me nuts with desire for this girl. I knew she saw how much I wanted her.

    "So Tommy, why don't you take your cock out and let your Mother see it maybe that will change her mind."

    I saw Tommy moving over to us and saw him put his camera down on the nearby table. He walked up to me, right beside me and started to undo his fly.

    "Please, I can't suck him...not in front of you...he's my son." I said begging her not to make me do this.

    She lifter her legs up and spread them wide, moving her hand down and letting her fingers spread her pussy.

    "Come on suck him...look how big he is...and than I'll let you eat me."

    She started playing with her clit in circular motions. I had such a desire to lean over and stick my tongue in her. I looked over at my son and all I saw was his hard cock inches away from my face. God, not again! No matter how much I tried resisting the look of my son's cock in front of me made me open my mouth, grab the base of his cock and guide it into my open mouth. I closed my eyes as I wrapped my lips around his massive organ making him moan. I started sucking him, enjoying the taste and feel of his cock in my mouth.

    "Here Tommy, sit down beside me and let your Mother suck your cock." I heard the girl say.

    Without saying a word Tommy disengaged and sat beside her. I kept my hand on his cock and couldn't release it. As soon as he sat down I begun sucking him, running my tongue up and down licking his shaft and than sucking again. I looked over at the girls pussy and had the urge to lick it, to suck her clit and make her moan but didn't want to make a move until she told me so.

    "Ohhh, you want this don't you? What do you think Tommy, should we make your mother eat me?" She was looking at me with her face flushed.

    "Oh God, wait...wait until I cum, than you can have her," Tommy moaned as my mouth worked up and down his hard cock.

    "Uhhhhh, you mean you're going to shoot your hot cum in her mouth?" Her eyes widened and she looked at me unbelievably.

    I felt a tug of shame for what I was about to do. I was sucking my son's cock which was already a big taboo, which could put me in a lot of trouble, but drinking his cum! Right here in front of this strange girl? No matter how much I wanted to stop...no matter how much I wanted to let him go and start eating her, I couldn't stop what I was doing. To have a cock in my mouth and not finish him off was something that I realized I couldn't do, even my son's cock!

    "And you're going to swallow it aren't you? Ohhhhh I can see it in your face...you're going to swallow his cum...ohhhh that is so hot, you're such a good slut mommy," She cooed playing with her wet pussy and watching me.

    This was so crazy! Her praise actually felt good and made me suck Tommy's cock even harder, more passionate, deeper in my mouth. I saw her reach over and realized that she was now holding the camera pointing it at me. No! I couldn't have pictures taken of me sucking my son's cock! It was too dangerous!

    "Oh please don't, we can't..." I whispered looking over at her pleadingly still holding on to Tommy's cock.

    Snap, snap. She wasn't stopping. She looked at me with a smile from behind the camera and continued taking pictures. I looked up at Timmy and he pleadingly brushed my hair and extended his cock towards my mouth wanting me to suck him. I was confused and torn between wanting to please my son and the danger of taking those pictures. I felt the girls hand on mine as she pooled it away from my son's cock, she brought it down on top of her moist pussy. I felt her wetness and all the resistance went out of me. I opened my mouth and took my son's cock in.

    I sucked feverishly, with passion taking him deep and rubbing her pussy at the same time. I heard the camera as she took my pictures but didn't care anymore, I just wanted to make my son cum so I could taste that sweet young girl.

    It didn't take long, Tommy couldn't stand it anymore and stiffened up groaning loudly, shooting his seed into my mouth. I closed my eyes and swallowed, loads of white sticky cum shooting down my throat as I did my best to keep up. His body went through spasms and suddenly saddled down. I gave him few more licks, up and down his shaft and looked over at the girl.

    She was sitting there wide eyed staring at me.

    "Oh yes...come to me, I have something delicious for you," She snapped more pictures as I crawled up to her, between her opened legs.

    Hypnotized by her opened, moist pussy I put my hands on the insides of her thighs and brought my face down close inhaling her aroma, feeding on it. It was different than mine, but sweet nonetheless with some muskiness about it. Snap, snap, I looked up and smiled for her extending my tongue and touching her clit with it. For the first time in my life I was licking another woman...never in a million years did I think I would do that, but here I was.

    I slid my tongue between her parted lips down to her hole feeding on her flowing juices. I was amazed at how wet she was, no matter how quickly I drank her wetness, her hot pussy produced more. I closed my eyes and sucked her pussy lips into my mouth twirling them around with my tongue. She moaned a deep, sexual moan of ecstasy which gave me encouragement to do more.

    I was like a woman possessed, licking her, sticking my tongue into her and whole time keeping her legs spread apart so I had easy access. I heard her moan, I saw the pictures being taken but that didn't matter anymore. What mattered was the feeling I got from pleasuring this young woman, the aroma and the taste of her sweet pussy.

    My whole body was going through the shudders of ecstasy and no one was touching it. I heard myself moan but my main focus was eating her...eating her pussy. Just that thought brought a wave of pleasure, the time has stopped in that moment of sexual feeding. I don't know how long I was keeling there eating her, minutes, half hour...I don't know. I felt her suddenly stiffen up and she let out a deep, loud moan...one after another.

    "Ahhhhh...ahhhhh...oh yeas...oh my god yes, I'm coming!"

    I put my mouth over her hole and extended my tongue into it pushing it in and out, fucking her with it. She screamed and threw her head back. Suddenly I felt a lot of wetness flow out of her and knew it was her cum. I drank it, I fed on it...the sweet juice coming out of her.

    I was vaguely aware of Tommy taking pictures of this climax and wondered why he held the camera to his eyes continuously. My god he must have the camera in a movie mode! I was being recorded...like a...like a porn star! I moaned with pleasure surprising myself, after all, the fact he was recording it could be very dangerous.

    The girl finally settled down and lay limp just looking down at me, her legs spread. I slowly got up and stood there between her legs looking at her.

    "So what's your name?" I asked.

    The question seemed to surprise her as she hesitated a moment.

    "Suzie..." She said softly.

    What a fitting name for her, sweet, young Suzie.

    "I'm Kate," I whispered and turned to Tommy.

    "Tommy, we should really get going."

    She quickly got up and standing in front of me grabbed my hands.

    "I just want to say thank you for...for doing what you did to me, it felt wonderful and I loved every second of it."

    She sounded so sincere that I instantly knew she was telling the truth. I hugged her and kissed her on the lips with all the passion I felt for this girl.

    "I know and I loved what you did for me...thank you."

    Tommy was ready standing there quietly watching us and I turned towards the door. Before we walked out I heard her whisper.

    "Will you come back sometime?"

    I stopped in the doorway.

    "I'm afraid not...let's just take it for what it was...a wonderful experience."
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    cuck1943
    Hot, hot story. I would loved to have had a mom like you!!!!!!!!
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    Y
    Very hot 🔥🔥🔥 story
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    Tammi4U
    Well done.  I could not stop reading this.  Implausible but so hot. Thx
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    T
    I am out of breath!!!
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    hankypankie
    Lucky tommy,sounds very much like me and my mom
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    R
    Unbelivable.....
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    fuck that story is so hot
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    P
    GOD I wish you would do a part 2! This was fantastic!
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    B
    Came twice to this story
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    snrcurious
    Such an obliging mother, loved it!
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    subcuckwm
    Very hot story. Sounds like something my slut wife would do
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    Spooky1451
    Hot fucking story, I was very hard reading this erotic well written story.
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    DOMOROKO2
    Got me nice and hard
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    hip12out
    yes a wonderful experience and a happy memory too 
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    M
    an whtmalelvsir : Yes of course
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    very
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    tunca
    So sexy
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    D
    I’d do the same x
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    The perfect mum
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    R
    wow!!!!! hott!!! super hot!!!!! awesome story!!
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    G
    mmmmmmmmm lovely story x
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    C
    What an INCREDIBLE story!!  Only negative is tha /i feally thought little sis was gonna get involved!
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    W
    I really love this,  family sex should be legal all over the world.
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    P
    Panties are wet
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    Great story if a bit long ❤️
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