A Trip to Remember Pt. 02 by TabooWickedPixie

A Trip to Remember Pt. 02 by TabooWickedPixie

Explore the passionate escapades in 'A Trip to Remember Pt. 02,' where fantasy meets reality in an enticing adult sex story. Discover steamy encounters, unforgettable moments, and explicit romance that will leave you craving more. Dive into this captivating tale and let your imagination run wild!<br/> This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictional manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters depicted in this story are 18 years of age or older.

A Trip to Remember: Part 02

Have you ever been so horny, so worked up that you lose all sense of right and wrong. Then afterward you think, what the fuck did I just do? Well…welcome to my life. Let’s do a little recap, shall we? I accidentally kissed my own son while we were drunk, a mishap but something that could be forgiven. Then I caught him masturbating while watching porn, something that I’m sure most young men do.

Unable to get the image out of my mind, I played with myself thinking of him in a light no mother should. Then the next day I catch him jerking off in the shower and as karma would have it, he catches me doing the same. It’s as if fate keeps pulling us together in these sexual and awkward moments.

We then decide to go on our family camping trip without my husband because he’s an asshole and we end up fucking. That’s right, I let my son fuck me from behind while we huddled together to stay warm in our tent. Not only did I let him, I wanted him to do it. I begged him.

Now that we’re all up to speed… What the hell do I do now?

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The next morning was the most awkward moment of my life. Jason and I put back on our still damp clothes from the night before. We pack up the sleeping bag and tent and finish the hike back to the car. Even though the warmth of the morning rays felt wonderful against my face, it couldn’t warm up the wickedness I felt in my heart. I knew what I did was wrong and I let it happen. No, I instigated it to happen. A mother should be there to protect her son, console him. Not take advantage of him. I feel so ashamed.

The ride home was dead silent. Not a word exchanged between the two of us. I could tell he wanted to say something but couldn’t muster the words. I’m glad he didn’t because I wouldn’t know what to say back. We arrived home midday, both of us still exhausted from the trip and the night before. I head into the house without saying anything to Jason. The contractors must have finally finished our bathroom remodel over the weekend as all their equipment was gone.

Finally, no more sharing the guest bathroom. I have my master bathroom back.

They did an exquisite job on the remodel. The long black and white granite runs along the left hand side with two sinks molded in and a toilet on the end. The walk-in shower faces directly opposite of it with glass doors and black and white checkered tile for the floor and wall. At the very end of the bathroom, a large whirlpool tub.

In need of a bath to wash off my sins from last night and eager to try out my new tub, I strip naked and climb in. As the almost scalding hot water covers the tub jets, I turn them on and let the bubbles run all across my body. I lean my head back on the little foam pad and let my body soak and relax.

Time slips by as I float between reality and dreaming. Magnificent dreams of Jason and I being together. Not just sexually but romantically as well. Taking me out on dates, going to the movies and sports games. Just holding me while we talk. The sound of my phone ringing from the bedroom jars me back to earth. I hop out of the tub, toss a towel around my body and make a quick dash to answer it.

“Hello?” I answer.

“Hey lover, how was the trip?” Julie says with a bit of excitement in her voice. ” I assume you’re back by now?”

“It was…uhhh..fine. We just got back about an hour ago.”

“Just fine? And I thought you were getting back yesterday?” she asks.

“I mean, we had a good time. Some things came up and we stayed an extra day,” I say, trying to not get into much detail.

“You’re hiding something. I can tell in your voice,” she tries to dig further. She always had a knack for telling when people are lying or hiding the truth. To be honest, I needed someone to confide in or this was going to drive me crazy. Reading my texts while talking to her I notice a text from Jason.

“Went out for a bit, be back tonight,” it reads

“I’d rather not say over the phone. Do you want to come over?” I ask.

“I’ll be there in twenty,” she says before hanging up the phone. I don’t even get a chance to respond. I spend the time drying off, getting dressed and putting on some quick face foundation. Before I know it, I hear the doorbell ring. I head downstairs and greet Julie at the door.

“Okay, so what happened. Tell me everything and don’t leave out any details,” she says while taking off her shoes and walking into the kitchen. Of course she has a bottle of red wine in her hand, I mean it’s Julie after all. I follow her while she makes herself at home, grabbing two wine glasses from the cupboard and pouring us both a glass. I start from the beginning.

“As you already know, Tyler bailed on the camping trip so it was just Jason and I. We got there a little late the first day but it was still a good time. We spent most of the next day at the lake and hung around with another family that we met. A very nice couple who were camping for the weekend with their daughter Lacey. She was around Jason’s age.”

“Bah, tramp,” Julie butts in before taking a long sip of her wine while watching me pace around the kitchen.

“They invited us over to their camp that night and we all chatted around the fire. It was quite nice except I couldn’t stop watching Lacey flirt with Jason. It was so obvious too,” I continue on.

“I knew it. Did ya stab her?” Julie says while motioning her arm in a stabbing motion.

I chuckle for a moment before returning to the story. “Even though he’s his own man, as a mother I just felt protective of him. It was annoying me to the point I just had to excuse myself. I told them I was going to bed and Jason actually decided to walk me back to the tent.”

“Ohhh, and then what happened,” She says while winking at me.

“Nothing happened, we went to sleep. Well, I did confront him on the whole her flirting with him thing. He ended up saying he would rather spend the time with me. It was very nice of him.”

“I’m not fully understanding why you would be getting so worked up over some girl flirting with him. Even if you were getting a little …jealous?” She asks.

“I’m not jealous, he’s my son,” I snap back. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to say it like that.”

“Okay, there’s pieces of this story missing. What have you left out?” She asks. Her eyes burn a hole through my face.

“A few…maybe inappropriate things may have happened before we went camping,” I casually add.

“You mean like what I walked into in the garage when you two were working out?” She says.

“Something like that,” I say as I look down at my feet.

“Well, what was it? What happened?” She says.

I walk over to the table and pick up the glass of wine she poured me before taking a nice long gulp. Then I continue pacing around the kitchen.

“We accidentally kissed. Then I caught him masturbating. Then I found out he was masturbating over mom son porn. Then I caught him whacking it in the shower. Then he caught me fucking my dildo in the shower and watched me do it while he played with himself,” I blurt out as fast as I can, just wanting to get it over with and off my chest.

Julie continues to stare at me, taking another sip before opening her mouth. “Okay, so what else happened on the camping trip?”

I thought her face would have shown a little more expression but I continue on anyway.”Well, the last day we were supposed to leave once we got packed up but we ended up staying longer than expected. We got caught in a crazy cold front storm and had to set up camp right in the middle of the hiking trail. Oh and someone stole my backpack which had all my clothes, sleeping bag and stuff.”

“Once we got the tent setup and inside, we were both shivering from being wet and cold. We decided the best course of action would be to take off the wet clothes and get inside the sleeping bag…together.”

“Oh my,” she says.

“Look, the only thing on my mind was staving off hypothermia. We had no choice,” I reply back, trying to convince her and myself.

“Okay, I get it. Soooo…what happened next?” She asks.

“Well, I was having a hard time falling asleep because Jason’s…thing…kept rubbing against me,” I say.

“So his dick was hard?” The tone of her voice changes to a slightly higher pitch.

“Yes but just like I told him. I’m sure he could probably get hard for a sack of potatoes.”

“What did he say?” She asks.

“He basically told me how beautiful I was and yada yada.”

“You fucked didn’t you?” She blurts out.

“I..uhhh.” The words get caught in my throat.

“Oh my god, you did. You little slut,” she says before she bites the side of her cheek.

“It just happened. I didn’t mean for it to,” I plea.

“Okay, let’s slow down. How did it happen exactly?” Her face lights up with excitement as she pours more wine into her almost empty glass. I walk over to the table and place my glass beside hers. She gets the signal and fills it up as well.

“Well, I told him to relieve himself so we could both get some rest.”

“So you told him to jerk off. While you were both in the sleeping bag together?”

“I didn’t see any other way we would get some sleep if he just kept on with his hard…thing. I guess I could have told him to go in the corner and do it but that didn’t seem very nice.”

“I’m not buying it. I bet you were so worked up that you wanted him to play with himself right next to you,” she says with a smile.

I look away as blood and heat flush my face. “What do you want me to say? That I couldn’t stop thinking about his cock pressed up against my ass? That all I wanted was for him to take control and fuck my brains out?” My voice grows louder by the word as I throw my hands in the air.