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Mom-Son Honey Camping

by loadedgun 03/04/11

I'm an only child and I recently turned 18. My parents are still married but I get the feeling that they stopped with me because there wasn't really any sexual sparks between them. My dad is in his 60s and a successful lawyer but mom is only 37, having had me when she was 19.

My parents met when mom was at college and dad at that time was a professor. She put herself through college doing fashion modelling but gave it up when she fell pregnant and dropped out of college. I think at the start there must have been some sparks but as time went on and they had me, I think the romance died but they stayed married and good friends. On occasion I have heard moans coming from my parent's room and the odd flirty behaviour but they are not like the loved up couples you see. To the best of my knowledge my parents never cheated on each other.

I am surprised my dad doesn't jump on my mom more often. She is gorgeous. She's about average height, blonde and built like a porn star but she's all natural. Seriously, she's got 34DDs at least I think they are and a delicious peachy ass. Her skin is lightly tanned as we live by the coast and she's a sun worshiper and ever so smooth. I'm not one of those guys who lusts after his mom... well I'd like to think I'm not anyway but it is hard to miss such a beautiful angel living with you.

We live in a fairly large house with a pool outside and in the summer I'd often catch mom in her revealing bikinis. Mom is totally oblivious to my stares -- which I must stress I don't do lustfully but you understand that I am a boy and it's only natural to look when it's on offer. Mom has no qualms about parading around in her skimpy bikini as she thinks that I'm just her innocent little boy. Many a times I have caught her changing with her bedroom door ajar but being the good sun I have always walked away... well almost always.

I do masturbate a lot I must admit and once I even thought about Mom whilst doing it. On that particular day which was a Saturday, I came down to breakfast to find mom dressed in a baggy t-shirt with only her thong panties on underneath. The t-shirt covered everything but when she moved around the kitchen making breakfast you could make out what lied beneath. This was normal breakfast attire but that morning I hadn't had a chance to jerk off as I did every morning so I immediately started to get a boner and hid it underneath the table while I ate. After breakfast, mom announced that she was going shopping and left the kitchen and I ran upstairs and jerked off like a madman. As much as I tried to think of girls from college, my hot professors and celebrities, I couldn't get the image of mom bending over out of my head. After I had cum, I felt so guilty about jerking off to the woman who has been nothing but good to me that I vowed never to do it again. The other problem I had was that I had cum so much. I usually cum like Peter North but on this occasion, it was considerably more.

That summer, a major event occurred when we went on one of our routine camping trips. The campsite was about 2 hours from where we lived and the plan was to spend a long weekend there. On Saturday morning we left bright and early. As I woke up fully on the drive there I surveyed my surroundings. We were in dad's SUV with my parents in the front -- dad driving. He was dressed in casual pants and a checked shirt. I was dressed in loose fitting shorts and t-shirt with boxers on underneath. Mom was dressed like Lara Croft -- but in different colours. She had on a pair of white shorts that fit her like hot pants and a pink sleeveless t-shirt. I didn't mean to but I did notice that she didn't have a bra on underneath as I couldn't see an outline. Her smooth silky legs were on display and from my angel at the back, I could see the thin t-shirt hugging her breasts tightly and leaving enough bare flesh on the sides to give me a boner. The guilt returned and I tried very hard not to look.

When we got to the deserted camp site that we have used in previous years, we unpacked and set up the tent. Once everything was set up dad announced that he was going to go for a walk and "discover himself". I was starving so mom suggested that we eat and nap instead. Mom had bought a picnic lunch in an old style wicker basket and though it would be nice to walk down a long path through the woodland to an opening and eat it there.

Mom and I walked down the path with me carrying a couple of chairs and blanket and mom the wicker held up to her chest with both hands as it was heavy. I didn't mean to but I noticed how sexy mom looked in her shorts as she moved. The white shorts were pasted on her ass and there was a hint of red thong from under the fairly translucent material. For some reason I got a boner. I did notice a lot of bees and insects buzzing around as you would expect in the woods and I knew mom hated creepy-crawlies.

When we reached an ideal spot, I erected the chairs and laid the blanket. I sat down on one of the chairs and Mom passed me the wicker basket which I duly placed on my laps to make it easier to take things out and hand to her. I looked up at mom and realised that she had a huge wet stain on the front of her t-shirt which made her tits and nipples stick out even more. I was transfixed and mom noticed me staring. She touched the wet spot and played with it in between her fingers. There was something sexy about that moment which made my already semi-erect dick jump a bit more. Mom tasted the sticky substance and realised it was sweet.

With the basket on my laps, she rummaged around inside to see what had leaked. Her violent jolts had an undesirable effect on me in that it further stimulated my hardening cock. She pulled out a jar of honey that was nearly empty and we realised that it had become open somehow and leaked through the basket. A sudden realisation hit me that this leaking basket was on my laps. I leapt forward and to my horror saw that the honey had indeed leaked through and made an even bigger puddle on my laps.

We looked around for something to wipe it with and realised that the only liquids we had in the picnic basket were fruit juices. To our further horror we saw a big bumble bee wiz around us and we both realised that if we didn't get rid of the honey from us, we were going to invite all the insects that were buzzing around. Mom though she felt an ant crawl up her leg and scratched it.

"If we don't get out of these clothe we are going to be eaten alive by the bugs" she said in exaggerated panic.

I didn't think it was quite that serious but before I could respond mom lifted her t-shirt off slowly making sure she didn't spread the honey further. I was dumbstruck! There was my sexy busty mom stripping in slow motion and slowly I saw the bottom of her firm round breasts and then a bit more and then her nipples appeared and then even more of her DDs until she stood topless in all her god given glory. She noticed that the honey had seeped through her thin t-shirt and was firmly stuck to her skin. She tried desperately to use her t-shirt to wipe off the honey. This involved her basically playing with her tits in front of her son!

She also noticed a small wet patch on her shorts and duly removed those as well. Here was my mom, in her red thong with the sun shining on her topless body. The thong was thin and made of frilly material. You couldn't really see through it but it looked like mom had a clean shaven pussy from the way the material enveloped that region.

The wiping up and down was not working and after about a couple of minutes of trying and me just standing there looking at the free show, she announced that we had to go back to the tent area and get water to wipe off the honey. As she said this she looked over at me and noticed the very large wet spot on the front of my shorts. I looked down and saw that I was sporting a large boner which was tenting the shorts but somehow mom didn't seem to register. I also saw a couple of large ants crawling up my leg which I quickly brushed off which mom also saw.

"Quick baby, take off your shorts. I don't think we will make it back to camp with the bugs around here and besides, look at the amount of honey on your shorts... and it's dripping on your leg. Mom said in her alarmed tone.

Realising mom was right and my new found maxim that I will never argue with a topless chick, I undid the strings on my shorts and let it fall to the ground. The boner which was now only covered in my wet transparent white cotton boxers stood firmly tented. I have a fairly large dick and it was about 75% erect. Embarrassed, I looked sheepishly at the ground a mumbled an apology to mom. Being innocent and naive, she mistook my apology as meaning the honey spillage and not my rude boner.

"Honey you have to take off the boxers as well. Otherwise we are going to get stung around your pee pee area" Said mom in her most innocent motherly tone.

She still hadn't registered the boner or if she had, she chose to ignore it. I slowly pulled down my boxers which were stuck to my groin and hurt slightly as I peeled it off. As the 10 inches of my now hard boner came into view mom realised for the first time that I was erect.

"Mom I'm sorry it's like this.... It's just the honey.... It ...." I stammered.

"Oh baby don't worry about that. It's not like you have a bon... erection. I'm sure it's the honey that's made it this way." Mom said innocently. "But we have to get rid of the honey from our bodies before we get back to the camp site. There's no way we're putting on our clothes drenched in honey back on and there's no way I'm walking back through the woods with all the bugs flying around when I'm naked and covered in the stuff"

I stared at mom as she spoke. Her heavy tits were jiggling as she spoke in an exaggerated tone and this only further added to my already very hard boner. The fact that mom thought that I was not sporting a hard-on but simply had a throbbing cock due to the honey was her denial and innocence at its best. More of the denial was to follow...

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