Feeling brave enough to address your son, you instantly knew what Jennifer had planned for the day. “James, are you ready to see what your mommy wanted to do for you?” Your old body looked at you and smiled, nodding his head. The domination he’d held over you was gone now, replaced with his love and kindness. Butterflies flitted through your stomach just looking at that smile. “I was thinking, it might be naughty to go on a walk together.”
He didn’t seem to know exactly what you were planning, but he trusted you with the idea regardless. You both got dressed, but what James didn’t know was that under your dress there were no panties. You were still wet, and thinking about what was going to come next made you even more excited. Soon, the two of you were walking outside, heading down the street. “Where to, Mom?” James asked, looking to anyone on the street as your dutiful son and not your lover.
“The park,” was all you told him at first. If he knew what you wanted to do from that alone, he didn’t show it. Together, you walked to the public park that was only a few blocks away. Once there, you had him follow you to a nearby hiking trail. It was a weekend, so the park wasn’t exactly empty, but there weren’t a lot of people there that morning either.
Once on the path, you led him down it until you came to a bench. The park was in a genuine forest, heavily wooded enough that only people directly in front or behind them on the trail would be able to see them. He looked around, and asked, “It’s a nice view, Mom, but why are we here?”
You found yourself wondering just how bright your son was. You could have sworn, when you were him, you’d been smarter than that. Deciding to make it more obvious, you walked over to the stone bench, leaned over it, and pulled back your dress enough for him to see your naked ass, your pussy open to the air and dripping with juices. “We’re here to have sex, honey, I thought that was obvious.” The words came naturally to you, chiding your son even as you were inviting him to plow you in public.
Your son looked very nervous suddenly, looking around to make sure the coast was clear before stammering, “A-are you sure Mom? Someone could see us.”
“They could,” you admitted. “That’s part of the fun.” He seemed to finally understand what you meant, and unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out from the zipper area. Turning your attention back to the woods in front of you, a shiver of pleasure whipped through you just thinking about how naughty you were being.
James’s cock slid into you with no resistance at all, and soon you were getting the dicking you needed, moaning into the morning air while your son fucked you for all you were worth. His hands were on your pert, plump as, groping you, and he was whispering, “You’re such a slut, Mom. I bet you want someone to come by. You want someone to see you fucking in public. Secretly, you want everyone to know what a filthy whore you are.” If he’d said things like that to you before the ring had changed your personality to like those things, you would have slapped him.
Instead, hearing it just made you moan more. “Yes,” you whispered back. “I do! I’m your whore, your filthy slut. The more people know, the better.” The words just kept tumbling out of your mouth, as if jostled with every thrust from your son’s hips. “I’d be so relieved if your father found out. Then I could ignore him completely, and just focus on you.” You’d never even thought about any of that before, but now the words were coming to you so naturally, and they all felt right.
It wasn’t long before you and then your son had cum, and you quickly cleaned up before heading home. The entire way, you thought about what you’d said, what you’d done. This was going...very far. Should you try to cover up the damages as your mom? Or maybe make that happen, it did sound pretty damn hot...or you could just go back to your own body and try to pretend this never happened.
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