Flirting and teasing your Mom, before taking her under the stars

On the morning of the camping trip, you wake up feeling a little nervous, the first time in what feels like months although unlike when you were taking your first steps into your new role as Mira's High Priestess where it was a nervous dread, this is nervous excitement. If everything goes as well as you hope, this evening you'll be seducing your Mother under the stars and embracing that animal urge in nature. It would be a big step, your first seduction without any real assistance from Mira or without your relative making the first move for you.

You have a nice hot shower and get dressed in some appropriate hiking apparel, which might not be the most flattering of your physique, but still looks damn fine on you. You then start loading up the car with the tents and other bits of equipment, ensuring that you only pack one sleeping back along with a blanket and the ground sheet. You wouldn't need more than one anyway, you'll be cuddling up with your Mom to ensure she has all the warmth either of you could want.

A short while later your Mom comes out with the food and drinks and loads those into the car before you both say goodbye to everyone before setting off. During the car ride itself, there's a noticeable tension in the air between you and your Mother, the pair of you stealing the occasional glances at each other while making small talk.

An hour later you pull up to the camping spot, and a sense of relief fills you when you don't spot a single car in the clearing, meaning you'll have all the privacy you could hope for. "Looks like we have the place to ourselves again," You comment, getting out of the car and grabbing the first load of supplies.

"It's a shame no one else uses this spot anymore," Your Mother replies. "Although I suppose it's a little out the way compared to the more tourist-friendly camping spots," She adds with a smile.

"Suits me, means we can skinny dip later if we want," You offer with a grin.

"No one wants to see that, Honey," Your Mother replies with a soft laugh. "Not my old body, anyway, your's on the other hand," She adds with a soft laugh.

"Don't sell yourself short, Mom, I know lots of people who'd love to see you naked," You reply with a flirty tone.

"Oh Stop," Your Mother replies with a soft laugh, her cheeks blushing.

"I'm serious, you're like the embodiment of a MILF," You say with a confident tone, the pair of you carrying the first set of gear through the narrow track towards the clearing.

"I know what the word means, young Lady," Your Mother replies in her best Motherly tone, although the tone is somewhat undermined by the continual blushing.

"I'm just calling it how it is," You reply with a soft laugh. "You're a smoking hot Milf," You add with a grin. "Just own it," You add with a confident tone,

"Alright, Honey, You've made your point," Your Mother replies with a soft laugh, the trail opening out into a gorgeous clearing with a lake nearby. Your Mother stops, puts down the bags she was carrying and turns to face you. "Thank you for making me feel good about myself," She says with a soft tone before leaning in and kissing you on the cheek.

"Glad you like it because I intend to compliment you every chance I can," You reply with a grin.

"Promises, Promises," Your Mother replies with a giggle.

True to your word, you spend the rest of the afternoon, complimenting your Mom whenever you can, ranging from sweet and innocent enough comments about her natural beauty to more direct compliments about her body. At first, your Mom, objects to the more direct compliments, but soon is happily accepting them with laughter at first, but with something more soon after.

It does somewhat distract from the nostalgia trip of your more innocent trips to this camping spot with your Mom, but you reckon that's actually a good thing. The more your Mother sees you as a woman rather than her Daughter, the easier it'll be to help her take that final step together.

With the car unpacked, and the tent all set up, with you arranging the shared bedding into a comfy pile you hope to return to with company and wearing much less clothing. You join your Mother sitting on a log looking out at the lake, the late afternoon sun lazily sinking lower and lower in the sky.

"I forgot how peaceful it is out here," You Mother says with a soft tone, resting her head on your shoulder when you sit down beside her.

"Yeah, it's something special," You reply with a smile. "A beautiful part of the world, to spend with the most beautiful woman in the world," You add with a confident tone.

"You keep up with that, I might start to suspect you're angling for something from me," Your Mother jokes with a soft laugh, you place your arm around her and give her a gentle squeeze.

"Well, now that you mention it, this is at least our third date, maybe more if you count all the time we spent together this week," You begin with a soft laugh.

"I don't," Your Mother replies with a giggle. "But for argument's sake, let's say it did, what praytell, my mischievous Daughter, would you be hoping for from your dear old Mother?" She adds with a tone almost bordering on flirty.

"Well, how about we have a wonderful evening together, and just see where it takes us," You reply with a smooth tone. "If that just happens to be into those shorts of yours, well that'd just be a happy coincidence," You add with a joking tone.

"You think you can sweet talk your way into my panties so easily?" Your Mother asks with a flirty tone.

"Maybe, You don't even know what I have planned for the evening," You reply smoothly.

"You sound awfully confident," Your Mother replies in a teasing tone.

"We could always make another bet if you'd like," You offer with a knowing smile. "I reckon It'll leave you speechless by the end," You add with a grin

"Alright, you're on," Your Mother agrees with a smile. "If I'm lost for words, in a positive way, then you win, if not I win and my prize will be watching you pack up the tent and carry all our equipment back to your car at the end of the weekend," Your Mother offers with a smile.

"Fine," You agree with a grin. "But if I win, you have to go with the flow at the end of the date, regardless of any hesitation or reservations you might have because of who I am to you," You begin explaining. "If I win, I want you to treat me like any other woman and end the date how you might otherwise," You conclude with a wicked grin.

"Honey, that's a lot to ask of me," Your Mother replies with a hesitant look in her eyes.

"Only if you think there's a chance you'll lose the bet," You counter with a smile. "Besides, I'm not going to **** you into anything, we only go as far as you're comfortable with," You explain.

"Alright, we have a deal then," Your Mother agrees, although, despite her confident demeanour, you catch a briefest glimmer of trepidation and excitement on her face.

For the rest of the afternoon, you go for a hike along a trail that loops around the lake, the pair of you admire the serene landscape and glimpses of wildlife you catch, through the trees. The walk is as pleasant as the company, by the end of it, the pair of you are walking hand in hand laughing and sharing memories of previous trips you both made together. Until finally you come back to your camping spot, the sun creeping lower and lower, the early evening sky turning into a myriad of soft oranges and pinks, which reflect off the still lake water.

You move your Mother other towards the log where you made your bet, the pair of you sitting and watching the sunset over the lake until it lazily sinks behind the canopy of the distant trees. You turn and face your Mother, who's still staring up in silent wonder, her hand clasped firmly in yours still. You give her hand a gentle squeeze and she turns to face you, seeing the smug look on your face.

"This isn't lost for words, I was just appreciating the beauty of the moment," Your Mother says defensively.

"Not a bad start to my evening of wonder though," You reply in a smooth tone.

"I'll admit, it's a strong start," Your Mother says with a smile.

"Well you stay here, while I start working on the meal," You reply, leaning in and kissing your Mother on the cheek.

The meal itself wasn't overly complicated, it was an old stew recipe that just so happens to be a favourite of your Mother's. Admittedly acquiring the recipe from your Auntie Grace came at the cost of her own special date night together, but that was a burden you'd just have to happily accept. You pull out the cooler and take the prepared containers with the various ingredients already chopped and measured out, all you had to do was start a fire, set up the cooking equipment and mix them together in the right order.

Naturally, it's not long, before the delightful smells of food, draws your Mother over to investigate, although by this point the stew simply needs time to cook, so you distract your Mother by challenging her to a stone skipping competition, which she happily accepts. The pair of you laugh and giggle as you try your best to find the right sort of rocks before flinging them across the lake. Which consumes just enough time for the stew to finish, without the surprise of just what sort of stew you've made being spoiled.

"Well, you win," Your Mother admits with a soft laugh.

"What do I win?" You ask with a grin.

"What do you want?" Your Mother asks teasingly.

"I would like a kiss," You reply with a grin, closing your eyes and striking a triumphant pose.

Your Mother surprises you, by kissing you on the lips, her lips quickly parting and her tongue slipping inside your mouth and mingling with your tongue. You're so stunned by it, that you don't have a chance to return the kiss before your Mother pulls back, a triumphant look of her own on her face. "Shame I didn't make a bet that I could make you speechless, because I think I'd have won with that move right there," Your Mother says with a soft laugh.

"Yeah," You reply, with a big smile, still struggling to find the words.

"Well, I guess I'll just have to settle for whatever food you've made for us," Your Mother says with a smile, taking your hand in hers and leading you back to the camp. "It sure smells good," You Mother comments as she pulls out and sets up the two camping chairs.

"Well it's the first time I've made it, but I hope you'll love it," You say with a confident smile, spooning out a portion for your Mother and handing it to her.

You wait nervously for your Mother to take her first spoonful, so much so that you forget to serve yourself a portion, despite feeling pretty hungry yourself. Although the wait is worth it as you watch your Mother's bright blue eyes widen in surprise, as the recognition hits her. Your Mother turns to face you, her mouth opening, but no words coming out. The memories of her favourite childhood dish, the nostalgic memories temporarily rendering her speechless.

"So, is it any good?" You ask in a teasing manner after leaving a long enough pause that your Mother couldn't possibly argue with you later.

"Honey, it's amazing, it tastes just like the ones my Mother used to make," Your Mother says with a look of joyous surprise. "How did you manage it, I thought the recipe was lost," She asks in wonder, eagerly taking another spoonful of the stew.

"Well, turns out Auntie Grace, wrote it down," You reply with a grin. "Took a fair amount of bribery, but I was able to get it out of her," You reply with a smile.

"It's perfect," Your Mother says in amazement.

"Guess I better try some myself," You reply with a laugh.

Sure enough from the first spoonful, you were amazed at how well the flavours compliment each other, none overpowering the others. Admittedly you did splash out a little on the ingredients, mostly as insurance that should you mess it up there would be some good aspects to it, but thankfully the stew was a roaring success. Both you and your Mother happily eat it, as the sky darkens, until stars begin to twinkle.

Once you've both eaten, you move on to your second surprise, pulling out a large picnic blanket, two wine glasses and a bottle of red wine, you knew to be a favourite of your Mother. You lay down the blanket and lie down, your Mother quickly joining you as you both stare up into the evening sky and watch as more and more stars wink into existence as the last of the sunlight slips away. Sipping at the wine and talking about anything and everything that comes to mind.

"Well, I hate to admit it," Your Mother says softly, resting her head on your shoulder, your arm wrapped around her, idly stroking her arm. "But you won the bet," Your Mother admits with a smile. "So what do we do next?" Your Mother asks with a smile.

"Well there's quite a few things I can think, of but right now I'm thinking something a little wild," You reply, slipping your arm away from your Mother and standing up.

You pull your top off revealing your naked perky tits to nature, throwing your top behind you and slowly moving towards the lake, while shedding more and more clothing. You're fairly confident by the time you're slipping your boy shorts off, your Mother's too far to spot your rock-hard cock, as you jump into the lake, finding the water, colder than you'd like.

"You coming?" You ask, splashing around in the lake water, watching your Mother shake her head, before stripping off and moving towards you.

You have a brief moment, where you see your first unobstructed view of your Mother's wonderful naked body before she jumps into the lake, splashing you. You let out a squeal of surprise and splash your giggling Mother back, the pair of you swimming around playfully until your Mother swims right up to you, a big smile on her face.

"Thank you for a wonderful night, Honey," Your Mother says, hesitating for a moment, before wrapping her arms around you and pressing her lips to yours.

The movement is somewhat awkward, but thankfully you're both close enough to the lake shore that you can stand up, your Mother snaking her arms and legs around your body, while she relentlessly attacks your mouth. Your hands move down to her naked rear, squeezing the soft cheeks of her ass, and teasing them apart, causing your Mother to moan into your mouth.

Naturally, with your Mother's naked body pressing against you along with the passionate kissing, it's not long before your cock recovers from being submerged in the cold lake water. Blood pumping back into your member, causing it to rapidly swell and harden until soon it becomes impossible for your Mother to ignore.

"Honey?" You Mother asks in surprise, her breathing heavy from arousal.

"I'll explain tomorrow," You reply in a confident tone, "Right now I think we both need this too badly," You offer with a smile.

"Then, hurry up and take me back to the tent," Your Mother says in a sensual tone.

With a surprising amount of speed, you rush up the lake shore and back towards your tent, your Mother still clinging to your naked form, the nipples of her big heavy boobs brushing against your body with each step. Once you reach the tent you put your Mother down on the open sleeping bag, not caring at the moment that you're both still soaking wet. You have towels you can wrap yourself in later, right now all you want to do is to slide yourself deep inside of your Mother's sweet slit.

"Holy shit, you're huge," Your Mother gasps, as with the lamps on in the tent, she finally gets a clear look at your impressive length.

"I'll go slow," You murmur, climbing between your Mother's legs and guiding the swollen head of your thick throbbing cock towards the lips that birthed you.

You slide forward resting the tip of your cock against the entrance to your Mother's sweet sex, ensuring to take your time, ensuring your Mother's sweet slick folds can accommodate your throbbing shaft. You look deep into your Mother's eyes, waiting to see if she might try and object, but almost as if she can read your mind, she instead gives you a nod. You slowly move your hips forward, mounting pressure against the velvety folds of your Mother's pussy, until your tip parts your Mother's lips and begins to slide inside of her.

"Ohhhhh Honey," Your Mother purrs as you gently feed inch after dizzying inch of yourself into her molten core. The hot wet walls of your Mother's pussy squeeze every inch of you as you slowly sink inside, every bump, ridge and vein of your cock sending a fresh wave of pleasure through your Mother's body.

By the time you have half of your impressive length nestling inside the divine embrace of your Mother's forbidden sex, your Mother cries out, her body bucking and writhing beneath you as she starts cumming on your cock. You feel a warm rush of liquid splashing around the base of your cock and soaking your balls as your Mother squirts around you. You embrace your Mother tightly, trying to ignore the intense sensation of your Mother's sweet sex trying to furiously milk your cock for all it can.

Once your Mother's orgasm, subsides, your resume feeding more of your majestic member into her hungry hole, your Mother's arms snake around your back, her fingers digging into the soft skin of your back as her body tries to process each head-spinning wave of pleasure as you fill her more than she's ever been filled before.

"Fuck you're so deep inside me, Honey," Your Mother groans, letting out a hiss of pleasure when you finally bottom out inside of her.

"Oh, Mom, it feels incredible," You groan. "So wrong, but so right," You purrs, leaning in and kissing your Mother on the lips.

You take things slowly at first, making out with your Mother while slowly rolling your hips back and forth, grinding the full length of your huge cock deep inside your Mothers pussy. Your swollen tip gives your Mother's cervix some precum-laced kisses of its own. Soon you begin to slide yourself out and thrust yourself back into your Mom's increasingly juicy sex. You gently fuck your Mother to her second orgasm of the night, your hold her tightly, cock fully embedded within her while the walls of her sex ripple and flex around your length, trying to somehow pull you deeper inside of her.

Part of you wants your first time with your Mother, to last longer, but with how quickly your Mother is cumming, combined with the taboo rush of fucking your own Mother, it's not long before you feel that tell-tale pressure within your reaching the flash point. Your balls by this point are already violently churning and writhing, your shaft swollen and twitching heavily inside your Mother's pussy.

"Oh fuck, Mom, I'm close," You warn, your pace quickening and growing even more erratic.

"Me too, Honey," Your Mother pants breathlessly.

"Where should I cum?" You ask, knowing full well you lack the self-control at this point to do anything the hose the entrance to your Mother's womb with your thick potent seed. "Is it safe?" You add, with gritted teeth, your cock giving one final and heavy warning twitch.

"It's ok, Honey, I'm probably too old, cum inside me," Your Mother groans, hearing the words come from your Mother, being just enough to tip you over the edge.

"Mom!" You cry out, pressing your hips forward, trying to **** yourself as deep as you possibly can as your cock begins to rhythmically throb and pulse, its thick potent cargo filling your shaft, before finally rocketing out and into your Mother's warm wet welcoming womb.

The sensation of your thick sticky cum flooding out inside her setting of your Mother's orgasm, the pair of your howling and writhing together in ecstasy as your pump thick rope after thick rope of cum deep inside of your Mother. Until finally, you are both lying there panting heavily, warm, sweaty covered in each other's juices, with huge smiles on your faces.

"That was incredible," Your Mother pants heavily. "So, are you one and done like guys, or can you go again?" Your Mother asks hopefully.

"Oh I can go all night," You reply with a smug grin, rolling back on top of your Mom, your cock already starting to harden again.

"Promises, Promises," Your Mother replies with a giggle as you ply her with kisses before making good on your promise. The pair of you rutting away like wild animals beneath the stary night sky until the sun begins to creep up to make the start of the new day. The pair of you finally succumb to exhaustion and falling asleep cradling each other's sticky naked forms.