Mom-Son Honey Camping

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.