Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

I looked at him already quite exited but trying not to show it.

"The bike is really steady, can you climb on top of it facing the back and lean back on the gas tank and handle bars? I want you laying on the bike facing back"

I though about for a minute. God this would be naughty, I would be laying back with my legs slightly spread. Just thinking about it was making my pussy wet. "Ok honey, but you're going to have to help me get on top of it" I said eyeing the bike and best way to get up there.

My son quickly came up and grabbed my arm. Supporting myself with my other hand, I swooped my leg over the bike sitting down on the bike seat. Tommy's eyes were on my crotch, I could tell he was looking for a glimpse of my pussy. Suddenly I saw his eyes get wide and felt him hold his breath.

Alarmed I looked down at my crotch and saw that my bottom shifted slightly to the side and now raveled one of my pussy lips. Oh god, oh no, my son could see my pussy. I knew I had to quickly cover myself, but couldn't take my hands off the bike and Tommy in fear of loosing my balance.

"Tommy, I feel a little unsteady like this, maybe I should get down" I said nervously.

"Mom, you can hang on to sides of the engine to hold yourself steady" With that he placed my hand on the engine.

I grabbed on to it with both hands, as I felt my body sliding to the sides. Not being able to cover my pussy, I closed my legs together. Doing that I was loosing my balance, so I had to open them up. I soon found out that the further I spread my legs open, the easier it was to stay on top of my son's bike without falling.

Soon my legs were spread open as if I was posing for a dirty magazine, but it was only to keep me from falling. God if I only didn't drink all that alcohol, I would have been more steady.

Click, click, click. I heard the camera snapping pictures, and saw my son in front of me zooming on my crotch. No, my mind screamed. Again I tried closing my legs but couldn't. My body was sliding off the bike. I ended up quickly spreading my legs, even further this time, to hold my balance.

"Tommy, I really have to get down" I said alarmed, but with no conviction.

The truth was I felt very sexually exited. Showing my body off to the camera was a huge turn on for me. It made me feel naughty, dirty and somewhat like a slut. As soon as I though of myself as a slut, my pussy flooded with juices. The secret fantasy I always masturbated to flooding my mind.

I looked down at my crotch again and saw that my bottom has moved completely to the side, exposing my pussy in its entirety. Exposing my wet, bold pussy to my son. Oh No... I looked up at him and saw he was only taking pictures of my pussy.

"Tommy... no... stop taking pictures" There was no use pretending he couldn't see my pussy.

"Mom it's OK, you look beautiful... and this is digital... we can erase these pictures at anytime" Snap, snap, snap.

He wasn't stopping.

"Tommy, this is wrong... you can't do this, I can't do this... help me get down" I kept my legs spread open as I looked at him.

His soft dark eyes moved from my exposed wet pussy to my face. He looked at me, first time taking his eyes off my crotch area.

"Mom just a few more pictures... you look great... and I promise I'll erase these pictures as soon as we're done"

Oh god. I closed my eyes trying to think of a way to stop this and have him help me get down. Was I really trying to stop this? Slut... I'm being a slut for him... my son's slut.

A low moaned escaped my lips as my pussy quivered at the thought. I opened my eyes alarmed that he heard me moaning, but all my son was doing was taking pictures of my pussy.

He got closer and reaching out pulled on the strings tied at my hips. What?????? He wants to take my bikini bottom off????? No I can't let him, he's my son, this is so wrong!!!

"Tommy... No..."

I barely heard my whisper. Why didn't I scream this out. Why didn't I jump off this damn bike? My mind was confused and drugged from the alcohol I drank. My body on the other hand wanted more attention.

I was looking into his eyes, and he was looking into mine as his hands untied both sides of my bikini bottom. Why didn't I stop him? With my feet on both foot pegs of the bike, and my legs spread open, he reached out and hooked his finger under the material right at my pussy.

I shivered with excitement as I felt his finger touch my pussy lips. The touch was very brief as he pulled the material off of me. Without realizing it, I lifted my ass slightly off the seat so he could pull them from under me.

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on 000005s.org for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading!

He stepped back looking at me. His eyes peeled to my crotch. I could barely breathe, my legs were trembling, and I could feel my pussy juices running out of my pussy and down to the bike seat below. "Mom... you are so wet down there" He said as if he was looking at something for the first time in his life.

"Tommy... I need to get off this bike"

Snap, snap, snap. He was taking pictures of me like that as if he didn't hear me.

"Mom, lift your legs up for me" He looked up at me with a pleading look on his face.

"No Tommy... I can't... please... help me down"

"Please Mom"

My mind was in turmoil. I let my son see my pussy, my wet pussy. I was letting him take pictures of me that could be in an x rated magazine. Slutty pictures of his mom. God there was this SLUT word, why did it turn me on so much? "Just promise me you'll erase these pictures right away" I looked at him breathing hard without changing position.

"I promise"

He was standing there looking like a little boy about to get a treat. I felt my body build up to a powerful orgasm, I couldn't stop it, I was about to cum in front of my son. I lifted my legs up and bent them at my knees. I spread my knees apart and brought them to my chest.

"Oh my god..." Snap, snap, snap.

I could only assume my son was now looking at my asshole. My god... my asshole. I closed my eyes as I felt my body shudder. The powerful feeling was overtaking all of my senses, making me scream. I actually heard someone moaning and realized that it was me.

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on 000005s.org for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading!

Spreading my legs wide I held on as one of the biggest orgasms washed over me. It was longer than usual, taking several minutes from it's apex to the moment I actually could open my eyes and breathe.

I saw Tommy looking down at me, his camera in his hands. As soon as he saw me open my eyes, as if waking up, he started snapping more pictures.

My legs were shaking, I felt cum ozzing out of my pussy and running down to my asshole and than dripping down to the seat below. I was a mess. Holding on to the bike with one hand I reached down and felt my clit and pussy lips with my fingers.

I felt my clit was enlarged and my lips swollen. Snap, snap, snap. My son just wouldn't let up. I couldn't hold on any longer. "Tommy, help me down..." I said.

He knew I meant it. Quietly he put his camera down and grabbed my hand. Holding on to him I swung my leg over and slipped off the bike. I landed right in his arms, weak from the orgasm. I felt his hand on my ass as he was holding me up. "Tommy... let me go" I said in a weak voice.

He slid his other hand down and grabbed both of my ass cheeks. I felt his fingers digging deeper into my ass crack.

"Tommy that's enough... please" I pushed him away.

"And erase those pictures... now"

I watched as he thumbed through he camera settings.

"Ok it's done" he said after a while.

"Tommy, I'm going to bed... and like we said... not a word to anyone"