mom knows the way up.

No knowing were to check for climbing hold, I let my mom go up first, following her closely.

The climb is steep but not very hard, the steps and handhold cleared by use of hundreds over the years.

Looking down still makes me uncomfortable so I keep my eyes up.

The spectacle here is very different, between drips of water falling on my nose from her body (I just hope it's water) I have a great view of her ass, pussy and through her open legs, huge pair of boobs dangling freely.

The swinging of her breasts is hypnotic and I have trouble getting my eyes of them.

Nearly at the top, we quickly dried of most of the lake water, climbing in the sun.

The is a strange smell in the air.

A smell of Saturdays ?

On saturday nights my parents often go out, not needing a babysitter anymore I get the house to myself.

Of course it means I lock myself naked in my room and madturbate for hours with toys bought in secret.

The smell around me is now the same but stronger. I discreetly slip a finger in my pussy and smell it. The smell is there but it couldn't be that strong.

Another drop of water falls on my face an the obsessing aroma is now stronger than ever.

I look up and see that my mom is dry, the drops falling on me come from her open pussy, red and swollen from excitement.

Mom gets on top of the cliff and dissappear. I climb to stick with her only to see her boobs appear in my face almost making me drop.

My mom quickly grabs me in a strong hug, squishing my head between her boobs.

It takes some effort to get me over the edge (of the cliff, dirty perverts) but we soon can begin our naked trek in the woods.

"Mom , where are we going? The car is the other way." I tell her.

"We have to go doxn the other way and follow the road to the car sweetie, there is no path crossing that way." She replies.

She spent her youth coming here so I trust her knowledge of the terrain.

We move quickly having only to dive in bushes twice to avoid trekkers .

We finally get to the road. (The last short cut to avoid the official parking lot got me some scratches in some inappropriate places.)

Only 10 maybe 15 minutes to get to the car and at least a semblance of clothing, one hour and our house will be open. Soon I'll have all my clothes and no obligation to strip ever again.

We sneak on the side of the road, from tree to rocks, from rocks to bushes, in last ressort hidding behind the safety rail.

As we get in reach of our car and ready to leave the side of the road we see something unusual.