WET ROAD TRIP WITH MOM
This story involves consenting, related adults in water sport activities. If this is not your bag, move on please.
Chapter 1
The Road Through New Mexico
Mom came back to the car from the motel office with the room key in her hand. "Last room," she said "we sure are lucky; the next town is over 50 miles away."
Mom parked the car and I grabbed the two suitcases from the back. The room was OK. Not the Four Seasons but we never had that expectation in the middle of New Mexico. I tossed the suitcases on the bed and started to unzip and open them up.
Suddenly it hit me. There was only one bed in the room and it was just a queen or so it looked. "Ah, mom, are they bringing in a roll-a-way bed or something?" I asked.
"Oh, no," she chuckled, "the sofa should be a hide-a-bed honey." I walked over and lifted the seat cushion. Sure enough it was. Damn, I thought for a second I was going to get to sleep with mom. "Did you think you would have to sleep with your old mom?" she asked.
Without thinking I blurted out, "I hoped so mom." She looked up from her suitcase with a slightly stunned expression, cocked her head to the side and took a good long look at my face.
"You're serious aren't you baby?" she asked.
"I'm sorry mom, I didn't mean to say that," I lamely said trying to un-ring that bell. She wasn't buying that for a second.
"Oh no, you are not sorry, are you? You meant every word of that very revealing sentence. I can see it in your eyes. I'm your mother and I know you too well. So tell me something, what is it that makes you want to sleep with your old mother? You haven't wanted to sleep with me in a long time. I think the last time was during a thunder storm when you were 10 years old. You're almost 19 now"
Mom kept her eye on me and waited for my answer. I was the stunned one now. I had to come up with an answer and try to get out of this pickle. My brain was turning to hormonal mush. All day I had been looking at my mom's cleavage and legs. We were traveling through the center of New Mexico. It was hot and the A/C was not doing too good of a job in the car. Mom had unbuttoned her blouse down to her bra to allow some air circulation. Her skirt had ridden up her thigh and her legs were spread all day long struggling to keep cool.
I spent a good part of the day trying to stay cool as well and hide my up and down erection. My mom is a MILF. She has a rack I just want to bury my face in. Her boobs are so good looking, what I have seen of them. And her legs are fantastic. She goes to the gym 4 days a week and it shows.
My brain was not working fast enough; I kept seeing pictures of my mother blowing down her blouse to cool off her boobs. The most intoxicating image though was of her squatting down beside the car on the side of the road to take a much needed pee. We had pulled off on a side road, both of us needing serious relief. I flung the door open as we stopped and pulled my dick out. Mom was watching me and the road. We needn't of worried about the road. It last saw traffic when New Mexico was still a territory. I turned a bit sideways though with my back to the oncoming traffic which gave mom a perfect side view of my pissing. I finished my torrential release and shook the last drops off.
As I tucked my hose back in my pants mom got out of the car and walked around the back to my side. "Watch the road honey and holler if any cars pull off the interstate," she asked. Being the protector son I assumed a position of visual advantage to watch the road. This position also allowed me a perfect view of mom as she squatted and pulled her skinny thong to the side and released her own river of golden fluid on the New Mexico desert.
The sight of that golden stream escaping her and forming a river away from the car had me hard in seconds. As fast as it started the flow ended and mom looked up realizing in a second that she had just put on quite an erotic show for me and had forgotten to get any paper in her haste. "Honey, grab me some tissue would you please," she asked. I retrieved the roll from the car and held it out to her like a toilet paper holder. She caught on and pulled a few sheets down and tore it off.