The Camping Trip – A Mother’s Desires Series

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The Camping Trip

A Mother’s Desires Series

“John? Where are you?” I called out as I looked around seeing nothing but bushes and trees. “Where is that boy?” I wondered aloud. I continued walking down the forest path looking for my son and contemplating the difficult situation we were in. My Husband died less than a year ago and it has been devastating to our son John. Ever since my husbands passing John has been giving me attitude and lashing out. The fact that he is turning into a hormonal teenager isn’t helping. It got so bad last month that I almost bought him a dirty magazine. I was ready for him to just disappear in his room for hours at that point. I didn’t care what he would be doing in there as long as he wasn’t being horrible to me. As if his Father’s death wasn’t just as hard on me! “Well I’m sorry young man, but your Father left us and I’m doing my best to take his place. I know you didn’t want to go on this camping trip, I know it won’t be the same without your Father. But I feel like we are growing apart and need to come together. You will thank me in the end.” I blurted out in anger. As I turned the corner of the forest path John’s back came into view. With a sigh of relief I said, “Oh! There you are.”

“Mom I’m Peeing!” John shrieked turning his head to look back at me as I came upon him from behind. A quick glance down at my son sent me into shock as I saw the gigantic penis in hands.

“Oh, my God!” I shouted as I turned to run. “I’m sorry! It is okay, I didn’t see anything.” I called back as I ran back the way I came. I stopped when I felt I had achieved a far enough distance. I didn’t know what to do or say. I didn’t know what to think! Oh, my God, his cock is so big. Where did he get that thing. His father was half that size. I thought to myself as images of his cock floated in my head. I tried to push it out but the more I tried the clearer the image became. Oh! God, why am I thinking about my son’s cock? Get yourself together Barbara. I know its been close to a year since you’ve seen a dick. But that’s no reason to start drooling over your sons.

“Alright mom I’m ready.” He called towards me.

“Thank God.” I said aloud. Not so much for John’s sake, but for mine. I need to get his cock’s image out of my head I thought as I walked to rejoin my son. We continued walking down the trail to the campsite John’s father always took us to. John walked behind me grumbling and complaining under his breath. I felt his eyes on me. Like daggers stabbing into me. Stabbing into my ass. Every time I looked back it looked like his gaze was directed straight at my ass. More images of his cock snuck into my head. “What are you thinking about dear?” I asked, hoping some conversation would get his giant member off my mind.

“Nothing!” He blurted out as if he had been caught. His eyes quickly darted away from my rear end. I knew it! He was staring at my ass! That little perv. “Well if you want to talk I’m here for you. Okay?” I said hoping his cock would get out of my mind and my ass out of his. Which only conjured images of his cock fucking my ass! Dammit Barbara!

“Okay Mom, I will keep that in mind.” He said as I felt a tinge of feeling in my pussy and a little moisture. What is going on with me? Maybe, I am starting my period I thought. Surely I wasn’t getting wet thinking about my son’s cock! It’s awfully early for my period, but I had better check. These are my only jeans I brought on the camping trip and I don’t want to bleed through them.

“Hey, John?” I said stopping. “I’m going to use the bathroom, can you keep a lookout for me so no one sees?”

“Mom, we are in the middle of the woods, there is no one around for miles. I don’t think anyone will see.” He said with an annoyed expression on his face.

“Well-just do it for me sweetheart, okay?” I replied pinching his cheek. He hated it when I did that. Which made it all the more enjoyable.

“Alright, I will keep an eye out for you.” He muttered reluctantly. I made my way to a small clearing not far from John. I wanted to get out of sight from the path but I didn’t want to be far from John in case something happened. I pulled my pants and panties down and checked. No blood, thank God I thought. Well, I am here. I better pee while I have the opportunity. I squatted further and let it flow. As pee burst out from between my pussy lips spraying little droplets onto my legs and pants I looked back towards John to make sure he was keeping watch.