Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

A Slut For Her Son:>Ep19

I felt sweat run down my back and I felt my son's cock slowly softening inside of me. He pulled out and stood there in front of me, waiting expectantly. I dropped down to my knees and took him in my mouth, like a hungry slut. Yes... this was one of the best parts... tasting myself... tasting my pussy.

"Oh you like tasting that... ha Mom... you like the taste of pussy?"

Oh no... why did he have to say that! I wasn't a lesbian, I never even thought about being with another woman, but the taste of my pussy was just undeniably good. "Tommy... I don't... please... Uhhmm..." I mumbled sucking on his cock.

I didn't know what to say. I knew he knew, it was obvious from the way I sucked his cock. I was a little embarrassed to know that my son knew something about me that was so private, so intimate. I just went back to sucking him. "That's OK Mom... you don't have to say it... I can see it in you."

I cleaned my son's cock off really good and stood up. I looked around and didn't see anyone, even the man that was watching us was gone.

"Tommy, maybe we shouldn't push our luck so much. Let's go shopping."

I picked up my dress nearby and put it on, without panties, which were stuck deep in my son's pocket, like a trophy, his Mothers wet panties. I thought about asking him for them, but what the hell, let's be a little risky. We walked to the car passing some people, some of them with kids, enjoying the afternoon in the park. They gave us only minor glances, not realizing what we were just doing in this very same park.

We drove through the neighborhood streets, trying to find our way back to some main roads, looking for factory outlets. Tommy was constantly snapping pictures, even of me; he would hold the camera up and zoom in on my breasts. My top buttons were undone so he had a good view of my deep cleavage.

"Mom, you're gorgeous," He reached over and put his hand on my exposed thigh.

I said playfully, knowing damn well

my dress lightly touching my pubic area with his fingertips, which I reacted to by grabbing his arm from going any

think you're going to

know you want to... you know you want to be a... SLUT," He

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

so wet... so

while I'm

some reason I spread my legs a little putting my left as far as I could to the side, watching the cars near by,

Mom, do you smell this? Do you

I could smell it. My wet pussy dripping from what he was doing to

please let

to the edge of the seat. I was so hot, breathing hard. I no longer knew where I was driving, trying not to

God Tommy... Oh my god...

you are," He rubbed my clit with his thumb while finger fucking

like me doing this

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

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