Unspoken Pleasure

Bobby fell back and Linda rolled onto her side facing him, propping her head up with her elbow. This made her breasts distend outward as one lay on top of the other.

“How’s this for private?” She smiled.

“Very.” He said. “You’ve been here before… when you were younger I take it?”

Oh boy… here we go. I should be honest… but you know, this could play in my favor. There’s some things he could be honest with me about. I wanna find out what’s going on in that horny little head of his. She thought.

“Question for a question?” She asked playfully.

“Sure.” He smiled.

“And you’ll be completely honest… if I promise to be?”She asked.

“Of course.” He answered.

“This was the hot spot when I was younger. I spent a lot of time on my back here.” She said.

“Getting laid?” He asked.

“Yes… getting laid.” She smiled.

“Were you in any orgies? Is that why they call it Orgy Shores?” He asked.

“No… the reason they called it Orgy Shores was because on any given night this grassy hillside would be dotted with young couples. Imagine the orgasmic screams of twenty or thirty young girls echoing across this lake.” Linda explained.

Wow, mom must have been way hot when she was my age. So this was the place where all the magic happened. He thought.

“Wow, that’s cool.” Bobby said with envy.

“My turn now?” She asked.

“Okay.” Bobby answered.

“Mrs. Jacobs said that you’re doing a lot of daydreaming in class. Be honest… in these daydreams… are you and I making love?” She asked softly, her big brown eyes gleaming down at her baby boy.

“Yeah… we are.” Bobby muttered.

Ohh, just like I thought… he’s dreaming of making love to me. My son… my slugger.. my baby… making love to his mommy. Ohhh those damn butterflies. She thought.

“Where are we when we make love in your dreams?” She asked.

“It’s weird. We start out in a mist and you wrap your arms and legs around me like a spider… then we start to rise into the air… like on a web. Before we disappear into the clouds you start to rock us back and forth.” He said.

“When we enter the clouds… do you imagine us making love forever?” She asked, staring straight into his eyes.

“Yeah.” He answered.

Linda brushed his cheek lovingly with her hand.

OH MY GOD I’M IN LOVE! Stop it Linda, just stop it! He’s your son for fuck sake! Yes he’s handsome! Yes he’s young and full of sexual energy! Yes he has a big thick dick between his legs that’s always hard when he’s around you… but he’s your son. Your beautiful big-dicked baby boy! She thought.

“Thank you for being honest with me.” She said.

Linda suddenly slipped to her knees and began to unbutton her sweater. Bobby eagerly rose up, resting on his elbows as he watched a lacy white bra and a monstrous cleavage emerge from the parting top.

Shedding her blouse Linda immediately reached back and unclasped her bra. Her heavy tits shifted as the bra sprang loose. She pulled the straps over her shoulders, the cups slipped free and her boobies did a little bobbly-wobble across her chest.

Bobby sighed, his body shivering as he took in the amazing sight.

“See… way bigger.” She smiled, brushing her hand across a nipple.

“Right.” Bobby muttered. “They’re beautiful.”

“I can tell.” Linda giggled, watching the tent rise in her son’s shorts.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Wearing no underwear and only a pair of polyester sports shorts there was little resistance for bobby’s big dick as it sprang to life, making the thin fabric stretch outward.

With his mom still eyeballing the impressive bulge Bobby flexed it, causing his shaft to surge with blood and rise even higher. Linda’s eyes widened and her mouth opened a little, as if letting out a tiny gasp. Bobby smiled with pride as he savored her reaction.

Linda, take your son and leave this place right now! It’s… it’s soo big. I could take him… I could take all of him… I know it. Right down to my cervix. She thought.

“Balls deep.” She whispered under her breath.

“What?” Bobby asked.

“Oh… I said… there you go… showing off again.” She smiled.

“Will you take off your skirt?” Bobby asked.

“My skirt? I don’t remember that being part of the deal, buster.” She said, with her hands on her hips.

“Please.” Bobby begged.

“Oh don’t start with the begging. Tell you what… you lose the shirt and I’ll lose the skirt. How’s that?” She said.

“Deal.” Bobby said, pulling his t-shirt off and throwing it to the side.

This is dangerous Linda. You’re married! Oh my God… his chest and arms… what a hunk of a son I have. He so beautiful… so precious. How could I deny him my body. He needs his mommy naked right now. Yes, butt-naked! She thought.

Linda stood up and Bobby watched her dangling tits wobble as she undid her skirt and let it fall to the ground. His heart raced as he saw that she was wearing a pair of white sheer bikini panties. Before he could take it all in Linda slid her thumbs under the hem and began to slide her panties off.

“Not much covered down there… so I might as take these off too.” She said.

From on the ground Bobby had a birds eye view of her cute little snatch. From her mons pubis, with it’s light patch of pubic fuzz to her thick labial meat. Linda was now completely naked and seemed perfectly comfortable that way in front of him.

“Yeeeesssss, you can smell them.” She giggled, dropping the panties onto his chest.