"Damian, turn off the video game and get your things packed, darling. We're leaving for the reunion in thirty minutes!" his mom Amber announced.
It was Damian's most dreaded time of year. The annual family reunion at the Havard Campground in the mountains. The only relative close to his age was his cousin Andrew and the two of them rarely spoke. "I'm eighteen now. Can't I just stay home this year?" he asked his mom, while shutting off his game.
Amber glared at him from his doorway. "No, you can't stay home. The family wants to see you, baby. You'll have a great time, I guarantee it."
Amber was a beautiful brunette, with a luscious hourglass figure. Damian's eyes were drawn to the mountainous tits ballooning out from beneath her blouse. He could even see the protrusions of her fat nipples through the fabric. It seemed like all his female family members had heavy breasts, which were always such objects of fascination through his teenage years. Since reaching puberty, he had spilt enough cum to fill a swimming pool just fantasizing about them.
"If I have to go...I guess I'll go," he muttered.
"Trust me...you'll DEFINITELY wanna be there this year," his mom winked.
"Why? What's so special about this year?"
"You're gonna be getting dick soaking wet...that's what," his mother answered candidly.
"Wet?" Damian asked, wondering if he had heard his mom correctly.
"Your getting laid, darling?" the mother smiled.
"Getting laid??"
"You heard me right," Amber insisted. "I'm not gonna tell you exactly when, or with whom, but trust me when I say...you're gonna be up to your ears in hot, tight pussy!"
Damian sat there a moment, bewildered by his mother's admission. He wondered if perhaps they were inviting girls that weren't members of the family. Girls his own age, who may be willing to have sex with him.
"Have I motivated you enough to get up and get packed yet?" his mom teased, then walked off.
During the three-hour car ride, Damian's younger sister Becky sat up front with his father, while his mom shared the backseat with him. Amber wore a short summer skirt, leaving almost all her sexy mommy-legs on display for her boy. Tate's cock engorged fully as he gawked at his mom's smooth copper tone legs. They gave off a silky sheen from being freshly shaved and exhibited powerful feminine strength. They were both playing games on their cellphones to pass the time.
"Damn this game!" the mother blurted, turning slightly, bringing one of her bare feet up onto Damian's knee. His mom had sexy bare feet with toenails that were always freshly painted. The way she was sitting now was with one leg curled up onto the seat and the other bent at the knee, bowed open slightly.
The boy's eyes widened as he realized with her sitting this way, he could stare straight up her skirt. If she were wearing a modest pair of panties, that would have been sexy enough. However, as Tate had just discovered, his mom's pale-yellow panties-crotch was completely sheer. He could see the shaved, puffed outer lips of Amber's pudenda, pressed together to form a deep cuntal cleavage. Peeking from the darkened cleft was the fleshy arch of her clitoral hood.
The mother's pretty hazel-colored eyes peeked over at her boy, curious to know where HIS eyes were. Her bee-stung lips curled into a satisfied smile as she discovered that his gaze was exactly the place she hoped it would be.
Now her eyes traveled to HIS crotch, eager to see if there was any hardening going on beneath his shorts.
"Is there ever!" she thought, staring at the tubular-shaped bulge beneath the fabric. Amber knew her boy was uncircumcised, so the fact that she could see the outline of his fat, bell-shaped knob through his pants told her that his cock was fully erect. That his glans had swelled up and made his foreskin peel back.
"I wanna see it flex!" she wickedly thought, then gently drug her sexy bare foot up the top of his thigh, dangerously close to his cock-bulge. She was rewarded for her effort, watching his rigid dick tense up beneath the fabric.
This was all part of the mother's grand plan. A plan that would culminate in a very thrilling and very pleasurable weekend. Now that step one of her plan was accomplished, Amber needed to let her boy know that she was aware of his gawking, and that it was completely OK.
With her legs still wide open, she quickly texted him.
"How's your game, darling?" the text read.
Damian peeked over at his mom to see her still looking at her phone, waiting for his response.
"It's going alright," he texted back.
"Are you sure your eyes haven't been focused on something else?" Amber's next text read.
Upon reading it, Damian looked over at his mom and she gave him a teasing wink.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have been looking down there," he replied via text.
Her response quickly popped up on his phone. "I wasn't asking for an apology. Have you ever smelt pussy before? And I don't mean from a pair of panties," the massage read.
Damian's tummy tingled wickedly from reading his mom's question. He couldn't believe she was being this bold with him. "I never have before...no," he texted back.
Her response was one he certainly never expected. "Wanna smell mine?" the text read.
Damian's insides tingled with the thrill of what his mom had just asked him. He had to read the message twice, just to make sure he was seeing it correctly. "How?" he responded.
Amber quickly typed her answer. Clearly she had thought this all through beforehand. "When we stop at the Rest Area and your dad and sister get out to use the restroom, I'll let you put your head down between my legs," she texted.
After reading it, Damian looked at his beautiful mother in disbelief. Even though he fantasized about her daily, never in a million years did he think something like this would ever happen. Amber returned his gaze, feeding him a warm motherly smile.
"Who needs to pee?" Damian's dad, John, asked, no more than five minutes later.
"I do...like crazy!" his daughter replied.
"I'm good," Amber announced.
"I'm ok too!" her son added.
John parked the family SUV and he and his daughter hurried out and closed their doors.
"Get on the floor, darling!" Amber directed, then positioned herself in front of her teen, while he got on his knees on the floorboard. The mother scooted her lovely ass to the edge of the seat, then brought her knees back, bowing open her smooth thighs like all mothers do when they fuck. "Go ahead!" she told her watchful son invitingly.
Damian brought his nose to his mom's puffy crotch. His body shuddered excitedly. He'd never been this close to a pussy before. He inhaled deeply, letting the sweet fragrant tang sweep wonderfully across his senses. His mom suddenly locked her warm thighs around his head, draping her legs down his back and mashing his face against her panty-covered twat.
"Do you like it, darling? Do you like smelling mommy this way?" she sensually asked.
"Mn-hm!" the boy hummed. His face was pressed so snugly against her vulva that he could hardly breath. What breaths he could take though were absolutely wonderful. The sheer material provided him a window for viewing her pussy up close. He was delighted by the sight, feel and fragrance of her thick labial flesh.
"You must wonder what it would feel like to smash your young prick through something so wonderful?" his mom asked.
Damian was too excited and too smothered to answer, so he just nodded.
"Does being this close to a woman's pussy get you hard, baby?" she cooed. "Does it make your penis swell up nice n stiff?"
"Mmm-hmm!" Her boy answered.
"Well, maybe mom can find a way to snuggle up against your boner, until we get to the camp site, would you like that?"
Damian nodded.
"We could have a nice, private dry-fuck underneath the blanket. Do you know what that is?" Amber asked.
"No really."
"It's when two people go through the motions of intercourse, but with their clothes on, so a guy's dick doesn't get soaking wet. That's why they call it a DRY fuck," she explained.
"I see," the boy answered, his lips still plastered to her panty-covered twat.
"Your sister's coming back," Amber informed him as she spotted her daughter heading back towards the vehicle. "Give my pussy a kiss and then come back up onto the seat."
Damian did as he was told, planting a kiss against the fleshy hood of her clitoris, then slipping back up onto the seat next to her.
"I got you guys some chips to snack on," John blurted as he got back in the SUV and started it up.
"Damian and I aren't really that hungry, honey...just tired. We might lie down here on the back seat and have a little nap," his wife answered.
"Suit yourselves," her husband replied, pulling away from the service station. "We'll wake you up when we get there."
Amber looked at her son and motioned for him to lie down first. "Go ahead, darling," she whispered.
Damian sprawled out on the back seat, then his mom stretched out next to him in the spooning position. Amber spread a throw blanket over them, shrouding their bodies in privacy. Damian felt his mother lift her skirt to her waist, then back her thick meaty ass against his cock-muscle. She pressed the slab of her boy's erection in crevice between the fatty cheeks of her luscious derriere. The only things separating their flesh was the fabric of Damian's thin shorts and the narrow panty-thong that stretched through Amber's butt-crack.
The teen let out an excited gasp as his mom subtly humped her rounded ass back on him. His boner flexed beneath his shorts, becoming even more rigid.
"My word! He's just so wonderfully hard!" the mother thought as she mashed her soft, warm bubble-butt against him. She could feel the fat knob of his cock rubbing through her ass-crack, pushing on the elastic ring of her butthole.