Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

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!Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

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?”