Road trip

The Smoky mountains of Tennessee is a wonderful thing to see. Those curvy roads and beautiful views
are minus the noise of the city. Today in the mail brought good news, my niece is getting married. It was
time for a wedding that we should attend, I was eager for a mountain drive. Knowing my husband couldn't
go, I decided to invite my son. With the invitation in my hand, I strolled towards Michaels room.
Intentionally so I tugged on my shorts, just prior to reaching his room. I stood in the door way and leaned
on a hip, and offered a genuine smile.

" Wanna go to a wedding in Tennessee? "
" Who's getting married? ",... he quickly asked, as he stared at his Mothers thighs.

I bit my lip and tilted my head, then gave him a playful wink. I began to sway my pointing thigh and
softened my voice as well.

" I reserved a room, would you like to go? ",... I asked with an evil grin. I bounced my brows several times,
followed by another wink. The seed of thought was planted well, cause he stuttered to find the words. My
waving thigh caught his eye, then he stared at his Mothers tits. I gave him a smile and without a sound, I
turned and walked away. My shorts were high I knew he would look, as I wandered down the hall.
Goosebumps rose on my arms and legs, and my body suddenly quivered. Silently teased by his Mothers
shorts, while his Father was in the house. I felt his eyes upon my cheeks, as I reached the end of the hall.
That act alone is so taboo, those shorts are unforgiving.

The morning we left he was so enthused, he packed the car and fast. He drove really well for the first
few miles, till he caught a glimpse of my legs. I oiled them down before we left, knowing the shine would
kill him. When I lowered the window my dress just flew, providing some naughty views. Those gusts
of air fluttered my dress, much like a flag in the wind. I made no attempt to correct my attire, I wanted
his thoughts to dance. I wasn't tired but I faked a yawn, then lowered my seat to relax. For the following
hour that wind just blew, while his Mother pretended to nap. My eyes were closed and my heart just raced,
watching him grip the wheel. A fearful thought for a typical Mom, for myself, it tingles my bones.

I reserved a room with a king size bed, as I stood at the desk with my Son. When we got to the door I
entered first, to capture a view of the room. The moment Michael saw the bed, his chatter seemed to fade.
He was aware what I had in mind, as he joyfully scanned the room. No words can describe that moment
indeed, or the enticing thoughts that follow. To calm my excitement and trembling hands, I stood in the
mirror, brushing my hair. I lowered my top with a gentle tug, then slowly turned his way. I placed my palms
upon the desk, and pointed a forward thigh. It's not a position a Mother would hold, in front of her teenage Son.
We both knew what tonight may bring, sharing that bed together. After dinner we returned to the room,
and the tension was there to feel. I said some things at the dinner table, that I knew would stir his thoughts.
At 10 pm while taking a shower my hesitant thoughts were rinsed away, trickling down the drain.
Anticipation is what remained, his Mothers nipples were hard. I was totally naked under my robe, when
I quietly entered the room. I pulled back the blankets and sat on the bed, and began to brush my hair.
I tied my robe intentionally loose and the top was starting to shift.

" You better hurry,... go take a shower ",... I said with a naughty smile.

He stood up fast and left the room in a silent raging flash. When he closed the door I bit my lip, then
I tossed my robe to the floor. I let it fall right on the floor, and left it there to be seen. Goosebumps rose once
again and my pussy was juicing fast. A few minutes later there stood my Son, wrapped in a soaking towel.
Like a scene from a movie I patted the mattress, and gave him a motherly smile. I reached for the lamp
and turned it off, the room grew suddenly dark. He dropped his towel and slid into bed, his silhouette revealed.
My body trembled, my naked body as I lay right next to my Son. The sexual tension is hard to describe, the
courage to speak is gone. I extended a leg in Michaels direction and rested it near his side. His youthful
desires need to be fed, as I focused on feeding my own. I was so eager to feel his touch, he was aching to
taste my flesh. I was waiting for him, he was waiting for me, two hearts were beating fast.

" No one knows ",... he heard in the dark.
" No one knows ",... I heard in return.

I wet my lips awaiting that kiss, as I searched for his mouth in the dark. When our bodies met our trembling
hands, were seeking a place to rest. Colliding breath warmed our face, I was primed for a sudden kiss.
When I felt his shoulder he touched my thigh, then we silently kissed in the dark.

" Jesus Michael ",... I whispered fast, followed by wanting sighs.
" I love this Mom ",... he said so fast, while his body continued to shake.

Perched like cobras ready to strike, we prepared for another kiss. He thrashed me hard but I fought back,
while hands began to roam.

*Forbidden passion runs so deep, the path is retreat is gone.*

My body shivered he trembled too, as our tongues continued to dance. His heavy sighs filled my ears as
he groped his Mothers flesh. When his youthful hands cupped my cheeks, Michael began to squeal. I've
heard that sound when he's holding a gift, but now he was holding my ass.

" How does it feel? ",... I whispered fast, then I kissed my Son so deep. I overwhelmed his mouth at last, invaded
by motherly tongue. When I rolled towards him, he turned my way, my heart was beating fast.

" No body knows ",... I said again.
" No body knows ",... I heard in return.

He shifted his body lowering down, licking his Mothers chest. My eyes rolled back and so did my head,
the I offered an audible sigh. I cradled his head and let him explore, my pussy was flooding so fast. He
licked and sucked my nipples hard while his hands were holding my ass. Like a burning candle I melted fast,
and began to whisper his name. My hardened nipples were getting a bath, from the mouth of my hungry Son.
When he smothered himself between my breasts, I squealed with an audible cry. When I softly patted the
top of his head, he knew what I had in mind. When I spread my legs I heard him sigh, then I rolled over
onto my back. I gripped the sheets my legs were wide, as Michael lay between them. A faint silhouette
offered a view, then I heard my Michael sigh. His trembling hands were caressing my legs, then squeezing
my ample cheeks. He bathed my legs with so much desire, to the point I was ready to scream.

" Go for it Michael ",... I whispered loud, tossing my head to the side. My body quivered my legs were wide,
his silhouette was fading. I bit my lip with so much joy, absorbing his will to proceed. I caught a glimpse of
my parted thighs and the face, of my only Son. I tossed my head from side to side, watching my Son indulge.
Visions of others entered my mind, and their look of shock as well. It didn't derail my train of thought, it only
raises the heat. He engulfed my pussy so I reached for his hands, and began to grind my hips. Sounds of
pleasure filled the room as he lathered me well with tongue. I placed my hand on the back of his head, to
support his straining neck. A sign of approval but even more, it excites my Son to the bone. Like a fresh
peeled orange I was full of juice, just glazing the face of my Son.

" Jesus Michael ",... he heard many times, then he heard his Mother sigh. While my body shuddered his mouth
was sealed, just sucking his Mothers peach. His tongue was fierce just lapping away, swallowing his
Mothers juice. I lost control I couldn't wait, and started to tug on his arm. When I rolled on my back I heard
him sigh, he was quick to find position. I raised my legs with a look of shock, concealed by the darkened room.
My mouth was gaping as I gripped the sheets, then I held my ankles wide. A dark silhouette loomed in view, so
anxious and overexcited. For beyond that door and far from home, he's sharing a bed with his Mother.

I clawed those sheets with painted nails, when I felt his cock inside. His massive head was plowing a path,
straight to his Mothers womb. The pleasurable sounds a Son shouldn't hear, were escaping his Mothers mouth.
I cried with joy and so did he, when I felt him resting deep. All Michael could hear in his Mothers breath, whispering
into his ear. Completely amazed and anxious too, his body began to grind. I couldn't stop it feels too good, he
stretches my pussy well.

* There is no other cock that feels like this, a confession this Mother will make *

The world was spinning my pussy was wet, I was ready to fuck my Son. It started slow with a loving touch,
then our bodies began to grind. I cradled his body between my thighs, clutching his youthful frame. I
whispered some things into his ear, no Mother would share with her Son. His squeal returned I taunted him bad,
then the bed began to squeak. I cupped a cheek and gave it a pinch and together, we started to fuck. My eyes
rolled back my mouth was ajar, as Michael began to thrust. My will to please my Sons desires, are now
fulfilling my own. For so many years his wandering eyes, aroused his Mothers thoughts. When I rested my face
in his muscled shoulder, I gave it a gentle bite.

" Go for it Michael ",... I whispered loud, then I wrapped my legs around his back. He cried with joy his
fading words, aroused his Mothers soul. His need for sex is so profound once again, he's screwing his Mother.
I tried to portray the willing receiver just breathing into his ear. I surrendered fast he took control, while his
throbbing bone was digging.

" I love this Mother ",... was all he said, in a room so full of desire. I was cumming so much my pussy
quivered, he thundered my body well.

" Jesus Michael ",... he heard a lot, every time his Mother would cum. I remained in place and held on tight,
allowing my Son to explore. His eyes were glazed with a lustful smile when I locked my ankles around his back.
Much like a blur my thoughts just raced, while Michael was sowing some oats. No guilt no shame we were
fueled by lust, just screwing each other well. I wasn't wet I was soaked to the bone, shuddering out of control.
He grabbed my hands and wrestled them down, and really began to fuck. I over exploded so many times, the
pleasure was off the charts. He was jamming his shaft ever so deep and squealing with each insertion. When
I knew he was close I cradled his head, then he blasted himself inside. Over and over he came so much, filling
his Mother with pride. My pussy was drenched with Michaels cum as we shared a lingering smile. We rested
together there in the dark, as he drained himself inside. He thanked me dearly right in my ear, but the pleasure
was certainly mine. His cock is so thick and hard as a rock, a secretive treat indeed. Pleasantly sore my smile
grew wide, as we lay in the bed together. I offered to help with his sexual needs, but I'm truly fulfilling my own.


As our breathing slowed, so did my heart, then silence filled the room. He rolled to the side with a joyful
twitch, as I lay there full of cum.

" That is so good ",... was all I heard, as I drifted off to sleep. Hours later I began to wake, to a hand exploring my
thigh. That soft gentle touch from a wandering hand, hoping not to be caught. I felt that hand slide up thigh, and
softly cup my ass. He couldn't see the smile that appeared, and the joy on his Mothers face. I didn't move,
didn't make a sound, allowing his hand to dance. I was on my side and facing away, while my body was being
touched.

I've viewed this scene in videos too, and now it was happening to me. I still didn't move and acted asleep,
absorbing his new found courage.

" He's back for more",... I said to myself, as my heart took off and ran. I slowly moved and rolled his way
and reached for his wandering hand. Without a sound I spread my legs, and tugged on Michaels arm. His
breathing was loud the blankets were gone, he tossed them down to the floor. With a singular move he slid
into place, between his Mother thighs.

" Oh my god ",... was all I heard from a grateful voice in the dark. Once again I pulled him close and cradled
the back of his neck.

" Want some more? ",... I said in a tone, that tingled Michael fast. It was four in the morning and once again,
I was pleasing the needs of my Son. His throbbing rod was buried so deep, he heard his Mother moan. He was
much more vocal and full of praise, chanting in my ear. He loves what I'm doing, I love how it feels, then the bed
began to squeak. He instantly paused and yelped out loud, when he felt my body twist. I could no longer act
for I was involved in pursuing this taboo affair. My role as his lover was held in reserve, but now I'm fucking
him back. I rocked my hips and countered his thrusts, my will to resist was gone. Ever since we began I
let him explore, I put him behind the wheel. He was amazed by his Mothers skill, and the will to throw it back.
My reserve was off I was ready to deal, I could no longer hide the truth. I tried to portray the willing Mom
to suffice his sexual needs. I couldn't hold back, I lost control, revealing my secret wish. I stepped on the
gas and threw in in gear, and started to fuck my Son. No longer still I continued to grind, taking his throbbing cock.

If he's gonna learn then I better teach, it was time I take the wheel. I opened the gates I poured it on, like fuel
on an open flame.

" Oh my god that feels so good ",... I whispered into his ear. He shoved his throbbing slice of meat so deep
inside my womb. The vale was gone I was on fire, just fucking my Son in the dark. I had to cut loose he was
bound to see, the sexual talents of his Mother. The frenzy of pleasure went on for awhile fulfilling those
taboo needs. Michael exploded several times, filling my pussy with cum. I was exhausted and he was spent,
with no guilt or shame at all.

" Jesus Michael ",... was all I could muster, it was all that I needed to say.

Completely exhausted I fell asleep, in the arms of my naked Son. The following morning we shared some
looks, but neither felt regret. I tried to speak but what could I say, sharing the bed was hot !
I slid out of bed and grabbed my robe, and covered my naked flesh. After my shower I had to behave
we were running short of time. When I exited the bathroom he was already dressed, and waiting for my
return. The zipper that lines the back of my dress, is hard for me to reach. As I stood in the room I flirtatiously
so, asked if he would help. Few Mothers would ask their teenage Son, to zip the rear of her dress.

I brought the dress cause I know he likes, the straps that cross my back. When he zipped my dress I bit my lip,
but I promised myself to behave. I wanted so bad to turn around, and offer a gentle kiss. As we gathered our things
to head for the door, my hardened nipples appeared. His face drew blank, his mouth was ajar then I gave him
a playful wink.

" See what you did? ",... I said with a smile, and his thoughts began to stir.
" How do I look? ",... I asked with a smile, then I kissed his reddened cheek.

As I sat in the car I felt like a queen, absorbing his hungry eyes. When he felt my nails on the back of his
neck, he lost his focus to drive. We arrived on time but I don't know how, we were lost by all the turns. So many
friends and relatives too, were there to greet us as well. The wedding was nice what a beautiful bride, and such a handsome groom.

The food was great and a band was playing, then people started to dance. Michael is shy so I gave
him a pass and continued to visit with others. The music was fast with a bump & grind, their bodies started
to groove. I'm secretly Bi so I just couldn't stare, but some of those ladies were hot ! I glanced at Michael
and gave him a smile, just knowing he saw her too. Her dress was red and sexy too, and the length
was very short. I stole a glimpse of her beautiful thighs while Michael would rather stare. The boy loves
legs and she had a pair, and body that knew how to move. I had no doubt that Michael enjoyed, seeing
those ladies prance. I gave him a wink and he knew what it meant, when I playfully poked his side. When
the music slowed the floor was packed, even Michael stood up to dance. I danced with David for a song of two
while Michael was paired with Beth. When he rested his hands upon my hips, I moved in close to dance.
When I wrapped my arms around his neck, I actually heard him sigh. As I danced with David nobody knew, that
I brushed him with my thigh. His gentle grip upon my hips, suddenly added a squeeze. I giggled inside cause
Beth didn't know, I was taunting her man with ease. We stayed for awhile then said our 'good byes', I was
saddened we had to leave. Before we left we gathered outside and posed for a family pic. While others mingled
Michael and I, just strolled the patio deck. Behind some pines he took my pic, I want to share with you. A scalloped
dress in navy blue, with fishnet stockings too.

On the way home I enjoyed the views, and so did my only Son. I allowed my skirt to slowly rise as we entered
the car to leave. I fought the urge to correct it fast, allowing the view to gleam. The sexual tension began to rise,
as I further baited my Son. I turned to the side and crossed my legs and dared my calf to hang. He did his
best to stay on course but I challenged his will to drive. My dangling heel drove him mad, till it finally fell
to the floor. The music was playing, the volume was high, as I watched him stare them down. I gave him a smile
a Motherly smile, when he had the courage to look. He shook his head in disbelief, then the car began to weave.
His knuckles were white from gripping the wheel, his left leg, tapping a dance. For so many miles I tortured
his mind, while carelessly flashing some skin. Some men in trucks that slowly passed, were able to capture
the view. Michael was tripping I taunted him bad, his wandering eyes were filled. His eyes were glazed and
glued to my thighs, when I swayed them given the chance.

" We're almost home ",... I said with a smile, then I patted his nearby leg. His mumbled response was
barely heard, but the speed of the car increased. I was so wet my panties were soaked, and my nipples were
poking cloth. Michael was buzzing on some kind of d**g, I think they call it 'Lust'. When we pulled in the
drive, no one was home, his Fathers car was gone. I'm willing to bet we shared a thought aware, that
we were alone. I gathered my heels and got out of the car, with urgency in my step. Michael was puzzled'and dropped the bags, and followed me close behind. I placed my purse on the kitchen counter, then I strolled to clear
the house. Keith wasn't home I found his note; " I went to the shop with Dan "

I bit my lip as I gave it some thought, so teased for so many miles. My nipples were hard I was already wet,
and I knew it was taking a chance. Michael was pacing around the kitchen, when he saw that I had returned.
I gave him a look, a nervous look as I stood near the door at the steps.

" I'm going downstairs,...come with me ",... I said with a nervous smile.

He knew what I wanted, I know what he needs, as we hurried down the steps. My heart was racing but
my mouth was dry, and my pussy was soaking wet !
Down in the basement it's easy to hide, especially the room in the back. He was aware what I had in mind
when I told him; " Lock the door ."
His rising chest and trembling hands were clearly there to be seen. I leaned on a box and gave him a smile,
and began to remove my dress. He dropped his head but his eyes were there, watching his Mother strip.
I reached for my straps and slid them down, then my dress just fell to the floor. I made no attempt to cover
my chest, my nipples were standing proud. When he took a step forward I reached for his hand, and soon our bodies met. Out lips were smashed our tongues were alive, engaged in a taboo kiss. The fever was high and so
was the risk, for time was not on our side. My hands flew back now gripping the box, when he started to
suck my tits. He was overexcited and sucked them hard, licking my mounds of flesh. His hands were roaming my fishnet hose, it was all that I had on. When I yanked on his pants I heard him gasp, he paused to quickly strip.
I watched my Son just tear off his jeans, still sucking his Mothers tits. I pulled off my hose and balled them up,
then he saw me give them a sniff. Michael was melting like ice on a beach, and his cock was throbbing hard.
I slid off the box down into a chair and spread my legs so wide. He didn't look up his eyes were wide, and
so were his Mothers legs. I gasped out loud when he grabbed his cock, and shoved it deep inside. I dug my
nails into his flesh and screamed an audible cry. My pussy flowered stretched so wide, almost drawing him in.
Inch by inch he plowed a path, hearing his Mothers moans. I parked his face between my breasts and started to
rock my hips. He panted hard just digging his way, his face was full of smiles.

My escaping moans seemed to bounce with each and every thrust. He shoved it deep and found a spot,
and parked himself inside. His body shuddered he began to squeal, then I felt my pussy quiver.
My body contorted my legs just flew, he just made his Mother cum. His eyes rolled back, his body stiffened
then I felt his jets of cum. He soon collapsed against my chest, while his cock was still inside. I held him
close and cradled his head as I clenched his throbbing meat. It felt so good I wanted more, but I couldn't
take the risk. I basked in the moment as we gathered our breath, and those passionate stares returned.
For so many miles I flashed my gams inviting the eyes of my Son.

By the time we got home I knew he was primed, and I was willing to play. We s**ttered fast he ran upstairs
while I quickly dove in the shower. My after thoughts created a stir, cause I knew I broke the rules. Keith was
gone so I took the chance, the risk was such a thrill. I had to return to my Motherly mode as I toweled my
body dry. I made the adjustment in terms of attire, his Father had now returned. As I sat in the bedroom
talking to Keith, I tried to cleanse my mind. Later that night I was offering flesh, to the hungry eyes of my mate.
My pussy contained forbidden cum, but Michaels scent was gone. When he parted my legs I hid my smile, as
he ate my juicy peach. My psyche was flushed with staggering thoughts while my husband continued to
please.

Blinded by lust he was unaware, he was swallowing Michaels treat. / CarrieAnn

I posted two pics from the wedding, in my 'blk dress gallery'.