Use your time wisely

With various fluids still leaking out of your freshly used vag, you release a frustrated sigh. This sucks! And yet, there's no use crying over spilled milk. You stand back up and think about what to do next - your mother will probably remain asleep for a good while, so you've got the campsite to yourself.

For starters, some clothes would be nice! You take a quick look around and realize there's not going to be any shopping mall within miles, so you do the next best thing and check out what else you may find in the car. Upon popping the trunk, you take a look inside. There's a basket, some blankets, and a first aid kit... but nothing to dress yourself. Unless you're one of those people who want to make a new fashion trend out of using bandages as makeshift clothing to cover the important bits.

Walking around to the front of the vehicle, you open the glove compartment next and peer inside. There's... some lube? And a whole box of condoms! Your parents sure enjoyed their vacation. Not quite what you hoped for, but enough to improve your situation. Covering your mom's dick with a fine layer of latex will be enough to avoid that pesky skin-to-skin connection she's so fond of, and prevent her from potentially spilling her seed inside your snatch. You reach into the compartment and grab the little plastic container, blow off the layer of dust that settled on it, and open it to retrieve a good handful of those lifesavers.

It's like a weight is lifted off your shoulders. One less problem to worry about - in fact, the only problem you had to worry about!

Since there's still a good amount of time left before you can return home, you decide to get back to the clearing and continue fishing. It was nice. Calming. Not to mention, now that you think about it, it's also literally the only thing you can do. Because the decision to go camping was so sudden, you didn't bring your laptop to work on your studies, and you didn't bring any books to read.

Fishing was pretty much the only way to kill time. That, and... well. Getting laid. Then again, that was now a safe option too!

The fishing line begins bouncing again, and you reel in yet another snack to preserve. With your back comfortably against a tree stump and your front facing the lake and the sun, you simply allow time to fly by. Next to you on the grass, you've got a slowly growing pile of fishes, each one neatly wrapped up in newspaper. Two more, four... six, including a catfish and a trout!

It's easily enough to last until you can return home, and you grab the stack and go back to deposit it in the car. When you're done with that, you set out to collect some more firewood to keep the campfire going. It was cozy, but more importantly, it kept the wildlife at bay. With nobody around to hunt, there were plenty of critters in the woods to ruin an unprepared camper's day. You were not only unarmed, but also still butt-naked. Anything that keeps 'em at bay is a good thing.

Once you return to the campsite, you see that your mother had woken up! She sat by the fire, crouched and with her hands towards the flame to warm herself. "Had a nice nap?" You greet her with a wave, and she turns around with a pleased smile.

"I totally did!" You decide not to mention the part about her almost giving you a creampie, and simply drop the wood off near the fire. She was so distracted that she didn't even seem to notice that you still had dried, white remnants of cum all across your intimate area. Instead, she had something entirely different on her mind. "Before you say anything else, I had some interesting dreams... got me kind of horny. So, wanna fuck again?"

Jesus. Comparing her to a hormone-addled teen boy was no longer exaggerated. You've got a teenage body and still don't have even remotely that much interest in having sex so frequently. "I guess we can do it again..." you reply with a pronounced lack of enthusiasm in your voice. Your cunt was still sore, and the last accident really killed your interest in crotch-to-crotch cuddling. "But," you continue as you get back to the tent, grab a string of condoms and hold them up for your mother to see. "... we will be using these from now on if you expect me to serve as your human fleshlight."

"Sure, babe. Let's get started." You open your eyes widely and stare back at her. Did she really just play along that easily? Did you misunderstand her ...? Nope, she was serious. All she cared about was shoving her slab of meat back into your pussy.

"Uh... ok, okay then." A part of you hoped that she would simply refuse and spare you the discomfort of spreading your legs again, but a deal is a deal, and this was certainly better than refusing her and taking the risk that she simply buries herself inside you bareback again.

With a sigh, you tear one of the condom packages open and give the bright pink sleeve of latex to your mom, while she simply uses her finger to gesture for you to turn around and get on all fours. "Yes, yes, fine." You get down on all fours and feel your knees and hands pressing unpleasantly into the dirt while gazing back at her to make sure she's putting the condom on correctly. She does.

As soon as she's done with that, she kneels down behind you and grabs your delicate hips to direct you backwards and against her dick. The familiar, bloated cockhead nudged against your sensitive folds, and you gasp in anticipation of what was to come. Steadily, she inched forward and allowed her manhood to slide into the warm comforts of your cunt, forcing your pink walls to wrap snugly around her shaft while she fed more of it inside. The surface of her dick felt surprisingly smooth now that she was wearing protection, it felt more like an object than an actual dick, which was a little reassuring.

"This feels really, really nice. It's a shame you never got to fuck a girl yourself. If it cheers you up, at least now you've got a set of genitals that you can put to use, right?" She chuckled teasingly, and gave you another demanding push, relishing the way your insides were rapidly adapting to her size. She was reshaping your pussy to be a better fit for herself...

Slowly and deliberately, she enjoyed the opportunity to fuck your tiny slit. It's almost enough to make you jealous, she really gets to enjoy this curse while you're left with some discomfort and **** but to serve as... well, a receptacle for dick. At least it didn't last long, since your mom also adopted the stamina of a typical teenage boy. With a few more quick thrusts, she hilts herself inside you.

There's a rush of panic, at least until you realize she's still wearing a rubber! Her appendage begins thrashing against your insides for a few seconds while you helplessly tighten your fingers around the dirty ground, patiently enduring the very strange sensations until her thing stops bouncing around within you.

"Thanks babe," comes the nonchalant response to your services as she pulls back and allows the softening member to pop out with a sperm-filled condom reservoir at the tip. Your cunt fulfilled its purpose.

Thankfully, she also knows what to do with the aftermath, since she rather skillfully slides the condom off and ties a knot into it before handing it to you regardless of your perplex expression. "What? It's your reward, I guess. Take it as award for having a decently tight pussy."

"Gee, thanks..." you remark sarcastically and snatch the rubber out of her hand and bury it just behind the tent, it's not like you brought a trash can. The smell however still lingers, both your fingers as well as your vag carried the scent of cheap latex now... how very romantic...

By the time the sun goes down and you get out the frying pan and oil to prepare dinner, you had to bend over an entire four more friggin' times. Each time, she simply directed you to bend over, slipped on a condom, and went at it until she filled the rubber with another load of baby gravy. Not only was she using you like a disposable pocket pussy, but your lady bits were now literally reeking of latex, like a cheap knock-off pussy. Your rapidly worsening mood was also noticeable to your mom, who approached you shortly after dinner with a solution to make both of you happy, or so she assumed anyway.

"Wait," you interrupt her mid-speech. "So let me get this straight. Because you noticed that I don't like condoms, the only solution you can think of, is to... not use any to begin with?" You angrily glare at her for even daring to suggest that.

"No, no." She shakes her head and sits down to repeat herself. "We will do it bareback for the rest of the night, yeah, but tomorrow first thing in the morning we'll take the car and drive to the nearest pharmacy or shopping mall and get you a Plan B pill. There's no way of knowing if I even produce sperm, if that's what you are worried about. Even if you can get pregnant which I doubt, there's no way for you to get knocked up before tomorrow morning. Sperm simply doesn't swim THAT fast. Take the deal and I'll convince your dad to help financing your first car when we're back home, too. You know, to make up for all that awful suffering you had to terribly endure." She rolled her eyes.

"Hmm." It was tempting enough to actually consider. You look back at her, and then glance down at your cunt after all the repeated use. The extremely puffy, blood-red pussy lips were in strong contrast to your pale skin. Your knees were scraped and tender after doing it doggy on the dirt so frequently. If there's at least some payoff to be had, maybe it won't be so bad? A car would be nice...

As you think about it, you also realize it may be the best course of action here. She may already have gotten some cum inside you earlier, taking a morning after pill would make sure that you don't end up with a big belly. Plus, you know that your mother can be trusted to keep her word. In the worst case, you can also just drive yourself. Hardly sounds like an issue.