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All characters are 16 or older and all sex is consensual. Also don’t steal my story that wouldn’t be cool. Riding the Pipeline I think I’m going to scream, if he says over the next hill one more time! I’m Katherine Holman. My son Brad wanted to take a long ATV ride and camp out overnight, so we are riding the pipeline in southeast Missouri to a remote campground near Van Buren MO. We ride the gas   My god what a perv I am. My pussy is so wet! Seeing that Brad is finishing up I quickly suck my finger clean and start move the cooler in the tent trying to look busy when he arrives. Brad’s s built like a brick shit house just like me. He’s 5’11” about 220 and all muscle. Broad shoulders and chest. He never lifted weights and didn’t need to. His muscles are natural and he has always known how to use them. We better move inside, Brad says getting off as the rain drops start falling. “Yeah that ‘s what I was thinking.” “Let me show you a trick” Brad says and proceeds to take off our 4 wheeler seats and takes them in the tent. “They make decent seats and pillows.” “Good idea” I said looking at the seat on the ground trying to figure out how I was going to navigate it with my sleep shirt. I finally sit on it side ways and stick my legs straight out and cross them at the ankles, pulling my shirt down. Chuckling, Brad comments quietly, “I’ve already seen most everything mom.” “You looked! you little perv.” I said covering my red face, “ that’s so embarrassing!” “You looked too” brad says. “I did not!” But not very convincing and Brad lets it go. “I only brought those compression pants and I don’t wear panties with them” I offer as an excuse to the situation. Brad pops us some beers, saying at the same time “ I tell şişli escort bayan you what, lets just get a little drunk and forget it.” he says handing me a beer and pulling a bottle of jack out of the cooler. “Sounds good to me.” I said taking a big swig, looking for any distraction. Brad takes a swig of jack and hands it to me, “Here, this will wipe your hard drive.” “What?” I say ,not understanding as I take the bottle. Brad smiles a little, “it will take your mind off it” he explains. “Oh, now I get it,” taking a little swig. “I can’t remember the last time I drank this stuff.” “Take another one. The first one just greases the skids.” “What’s that?” “Never mind just take another drink” Brad says. I take a bigger drink and this one didn’t burn as much. We ate and drank for an hour or so and brad was right, I was feeling a lot more relaxed. I was still trying to keep my paper thin sleep shirt over my pussy but it was not possible at all times. Occasionally I would look down and my shirt would be outlining my breasts. My large nipples indenting it. Then I would tug it back down over my knees. Up, down, up down, Jeez this is ridiculous. At least it was dark now, I don’t think that tent lantern shows too much, I hope. “This is fun mom, I’m glad you came.” “Me too, but the ride today was long, I’m getting too old for this kind of riding. I am going to be so sore tomorrow. You might have to drive back up and get me,” I say only half joking. “Yeah that was further than I expected. I’m sorry about that.” “I’m surprised you asked me, it would probably have been more fun with your friends or some girl.” “Nah’ I wanted you to come along. Other girls are too high maintenance.” “Man it’s really mecidiyeköy escort bayan raining out there. It’s a gully washer” Brad says looking out. “Are we ok up here?” “Yeah on this hill and against the trees like this will give us some protection.” “Want another Beer?” “Sure why not.” Brad’s stretched out shirtless on his side with his head propped up. If my shirt wasn’t pulled down he could look straight into my pussy. I shake my head, Why would I think that? Brad’s always been a command presence. Ever since he was king of the playground he could handle any situation. “I’m surprised you came really, I figured you had a date with some guy.” “Hardly, I’ve about given up on men.” “Why’s that?” “Same old reason, men are all alike, only wanting one thing.” Brad laughs, “ well after what I saw today, I can see why.” Blushing I smile a little. “Yeah well that’s an old problem of mine. If men only thought about other people, things would be so much better for them. Remember that Brad.” “I don’t have that problem mom, assuming we are talking about what I think we’re talking about.” “Yeah well that must explain why all those girls leave the house mad or crying, or why you don’t have a girl friend now.” I say smartly at him. We sit there quietly a while and Brad pushes the bottle of jack in the center of the tent. “OK, you want to get serious, “Truth or dare and drink” Brad says matter of factly. “What’s the drink part?” “I don’t know, we’ll make it up as we go along, I’ll go first” Brad says. “G rated of course.” I smiled. “Sure. I’ll take dare” Brad says. “OK.. “ I said looking around trying to think of something. “you have to swallow a whole mouthful of mustard” I said holding it escort şişli up. “Cool” Brad says non chalantly holding his hand out. “No way.”, I get to squirt it, hold your mouth open.” Brad opens his mouth and I proceed to squirt it full not giving him the least break. I finally quit and he’s trying to sit up and swallow as I laugh at him. Brad shakes his head and downs some jack. “Whew!” “Hey you’re the one that wanted to play this game!” I said laughing. “Alright, now your turn,” Brad says sitting up fully. “Truth or Dare” he asks. “Truth”. “OK” Brad says,“what’s your Bra size?” “That’s not G rated” I groaned. “You must have really gotten an eyeful when I took my shower.” Laughing, Brad says; “Well it’s hard to get my mind off it, that’s for sure.” “Besides ,that‘s a pretty easy truth or dare question. That’s what I asked Jenny McFarland in the 5 th grade and she answered me.” “Well I can’t let little old Jenny Mcfarland outdo me even if she was a slut. I’m a 44 double D, is that enough?” “Oh yeah that’s enough” Brad says smirking. “Truth or Dare” I ask Brad quickly trying to ignore his innuendo. I’ll take another Dare.” I struggled for a dare looking around the tent. I finally say to Brad, “ I dare you to hold your hands in the cooler water for…. 3 minutes.” “that’s a good one”Brady says as he gets up and leans over the cooler plunging his hands in. “Are you counting? Look at my ipod for the time.” “Is it starting to burn?” I ask teasing. “Nope, I can barely feel it.” Brad responds trying to look at ease. The three minute mark was nearing and I leaned over tickling him a little, trying to get him to jerk his hands out. “Times up! Wow, that’s cold.” I commented touching his hands. Brad quickly says “I dare you to let me touch you with my hands for 1 minute.” “That’s easy. OK” “Close your eyes and you cant’ jump.” I feel both hands on the sides of my neck for a few seconds. He then releases them and I suddenly feel them on the outsides of my thighs I flinched as he rubs on the outside…

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