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Chapter 2
The following morning Tommy saw his mother sitting
in the kitchen drinking a cup of coffee. There was
a very uncomfortable silence as he got himself a
cup of coffee and sat down. The light of a new
day made everything seem different. They each
blamed themselves for what had happened.
"Mom..."
"Tommy..." they both spoke at the same time,
then laughed nervously.
"Sorry," Tommy said.
"Tommy... uh... we uh... what... happened last
night was..." Sue said, struggling with her words.
"I... I... know Mom," Tommy interrupted. "I'm
sorry, I spoiled everything," he said, almost in
tears, waiting for her anger.
Sue looked at him in surprise. "It wasn't your
fault sweetheart. It was mine. Let's just forget it.
It was probably just the wine," Sue lied. "I
shouldn't have drunk so much."
"Can... can we uh... go out again?" Tommy
asked hopefully.
"I don't think that would be a good idea."
"I knew it," Tommy said in an angry tone.
However, he was angry with himself. He arose from
the table with tears in his eyes and rushed out of
the room.
"Tommy!" Sue called after him. However, he was
already out of the house. Now Sue was
heartbroken. She was the one that had messed
everything up, she thought as her tears began to
flow.
Later that evening, Sue tapped on Tommy's door.
She pushed the door open gently when she heard
Tommy tell her to come in. He was lying on the
bed looking at a sports magazine. "Tommy, can we
talk?" she asked, sitting on the bed, her face tense
with thinly veiled emotions.
"Sure," he answered, rolling over and looking up
at the ceiling with his hands behind his head.
"I'm sorry Tommy... sorry about... about
everything," Sue said struggling with her words.
"God Tommy, I was the one that suggested the
date. I've thought all day about it and I know it's
entirely my fault. We're both lonely and we both
miss Dad so much." Suddenly, Sue stopped talking
as her voice choked up. Then she began to sob.
Tommy sat up quickly and moved closer to his
mother. He carefully put his arms around her and
pulled her into his chest, tears streaming down his
own cheeks.
Although Sue felt comfort in his arms, she sobbed
even harder. All of her pent up emotions seemed
to come out of her at once. Two years of
loneliness, a new job, struggling to make the bills
and now this. It was all too much.
Tommy held her for a long time until her sobs
turned to sniffles. "Mom, I love you so much,"
Tommy said sincerely.
Sue sat back and dried her eyes. "God Tommy, I
feel the same way about you. We need each other,
maybe more now than ever."
"Can we just be honest with each other for a
minute?" Tommy asked, acting more grown up than
he felt.
"Absolutely! We have to be honest with each
other," Sue said, wondering what he was getting
at.
"You... You are a beautiful and very sexy
woman," Tommy said, trying hard not to stutter.
"I... you... uh.... Oh hell, I'm just a horny
teenager, and I'm sorry I got out of line," he
blurted and then laughed self-consciously.
Sue looked at him with raised eyebrows then a
smile came to her lips. Suddenly, they both burst
out laughing. They laughed so hard that they nearly
fell off the bed. The situation now seemed so
ridiculous. They were making a big deal out of
nothing.
When they had composed themselves, Sue turned to
Tommy and said, "You can take me on a date
anytime you want to." Then she kissed his lips
briefly.
"Good because there's a football team picnic next
Sunday and I need a date," Tommy said hopefully.
"It's a deal."
Tommy sighed with relief. Everything was going to
be okay.
Tommy's high school football team was hosting a
farewell picnic for the graduating seniors, their
parents, and girlfriends. Tommy wasn't planning on
attending, because he didn't have a date. He knew
that all of the boys would bring a date. He didn't
expect any of them to come with their parents.
Suddenly, that didn't matter to him anymore. His
mom would be his date.

Several days later, Tommy was home alone. It was
a warm afternoon and he had just finished cutting
the grass so he decided to take a cool shower. He
went into the bathroom, leaving the door carelessly
open and undressed, then stepped into the clear
glass shower stall. He flipped on the shower,
gasping as the cool water hit him. Soon, he was
enjoying the refreshing feeling of the cold water. As
he began to soap himself, he began to think of his
mom. Suddenly, he had a raging hard on. He
soaped his hand and worked up a lather on his
long shaft. His eyes were closed as he leaned back
on the tile of the shower stall, with a vision of
his beautiful mom in his mind. Just an inch more,
he thought excitedly of the nipple he had almost
touched.
Sue had decided to take off work early that day.
When she came into the house, she called out to
Tommy. When she didn't hear him answer, she
figured he might be taking a nap. She went
upstairs to ask him if he wanted to get a movie
for them tonight. As she walked down the hall, she
turned and looked into the open bathroom.
Suddenly, she stopped in shock. Her eyes were as
big around as saucers when she saw her son in
the shower, his eyes closed and his hand working
up and down on the longest penis she had ever
seen. While she didn't have much to compare it
to, she knew it was much longer than Bob's.
Sue shook her head, and tried to pull herself away
but her legs wouldn't move. She felt excitement in
the pit of her stomach and a quivering in her
groin as her eyes stared transfixed on Tommy's long
penis.
"Oh God, suck me," Tommy whispered to himself
as he stroked his penis. His breath was coming in
short gasps as he neared his climax. Soon, his
hand was flying up and down, splattering the soapy
froth to the tile below. "Oh yes, yes, suck my
cock Mom," he groaned. His long penis throbbed
and a stream of cum shot from the head,
spattering all the way out of the shower stall and
onto the tile on the bathroom floor.
Sue felt like she was going to pass out as she
watched her son climax. She could feel her sex lips
throbbing and juice was pouring into her panties.
One hand absently moved up to her breast and
began to squeeze it as her legs rubbed together.
For some reason, Tommy opened his eyes. He
gasped when his eyes met his mother's. However,
it was too late to stop his climax. His hand
continued to move on his penis until there was
nothing left in his balls.
Sue gasped and hurried from the doorway.
An hour or so later, Tommy came downstairs to
dinner wearing a pair of shorts and tank top. He
was very nervous about his mother's reaction to
what she had obviously seen. He felt like such an
idiot again.
Sue was at the sink when she heard Tommy come
into the kitchen. She had also been agonizing over
the embarrassing mistake as well. She knew that
what Tommy was doing was perfectly normal. Every
young boy masturbated. However, his words kept
running through her head: 'Oh yes, yes, suck my
cock Mom'. A little shiver ran through her as she
turned around and smiled at Tommy.
"Hi sweetie. Dinner will be ready in a minute."
The smile on her face belied the turmoil inside.
When she saw what her son was wearing, her eyes
lingered. God, he looks good, she thought. Then
her face turned hot as she remembered the vision
of him standing in the shower with his hard penis
in his hand.
The smile on his mother's face surprised Tommy.
He was prepared for her to rant and rage. The
tension drained from him when he saw her bright
smile. He sat down at the table. "So what are
we going to do tonight?"
"How about you go out and pick out a movie for
us tonight? But not one of those 'shootum up'
things," she added.
"Sounds great."
Sue brought the food over to the table and sat
down to eat. She knew that she couldn't just forget
the incident in the shower. Something like that
could have a very negative impact on a kid, she
thought. They ate in silence until Sue thought of
something to say. She decided that humor had
worked before so she said, "So how was your
shower?" A smile crossed her face.
"Huh!" Tommy said in shock.
"Come on Tommy, I thought we were going to be
honest with each other. I saw you and I'm sorry.
I didn't realize you were in the shower."
"Uh... uh... but I was..." Tommy stuttered.
"I know you were masturbating. All boys do that.
Let's not make a big deal out of it. Okay?" Sue
kept a smile on her face but getting the words out
was one of the most difficult things she had ever
done. However, she felt great relief that it was out
in the open. She didn't think it was necessary to
tell him that she had heard what he said.
"Uh... sure Mom. Uh... I'm sorry too. Next
time I'll close the door."
"Don't worry about it. It's our home and we
should be able to feel free," Sue said. "You're
just a 'horny teenager' anyway, right?" Sue laughed.
Tommy had to smile at the repeat of his words.
He laughed too.
Then she added, "You did clean up the floor
didn't you?"
"Mommmmm!!!" Tommy said and his face turned
bright red.
"Just checking."

Tommy and his mother finished eating, continuing to
talk about their day as if nothing had happened.
"Let me clean up the dishes and then get a
shower. You go to the video store and get
something good."
"Okay," Tommy said and got up and took the car
keys. Then he walked over and kissed his mother's
lips lightly and said, "I might stop over Shawn's
first. I'll be back in a little while. Love you
Mom."
"Love you too sweetie. Be careful."
Sue cleaned up the dishes and went to take a
shower. When she walked into the bathroom, she
felt a little thrill at what had happened. She stood
in the same shower that her son had been in. A
strange feeling came over her. It was almost like
she was feeling the excitement that Tommy had felt.
She resisted the urge to masturbate, forcing herself
to just take a shower.
Tommy decided not to stop over Shawn's. He got
a movie--a 'chick flick' as the teenagers called it--
and headed back home. When he went upstairs, he
passed his mother's bedroom. The door was opened
just a crack. When he had passed the door, he
stopped. He saw his mother sitting on the bed,
painting her fingernails. She had a towel around her
body and one wrapped around her head. Tommy
started to peek in and say hi, but he saw her get
up and walk over to the dresser, looking into the
mirror. He was surprised to see that the bath towel
barely covered the cheeks of her buttocks. Her legs
look so long and smooth. He stood quietly and
watched as she took the towel from around her
head and began to dry her hair. Tommy knew that
he shouldn't be spying, but he couldn't help
himself.
Sue used the towel to partially dry her hair then
plugged in the electric dryer. As the warm air
surrounded her, she looked into the mirror. She
saw movement outside the door. For a second she
was frightened but realized that Tommy must have
come home early. When he didn't move, it
occurred to her that he was spying. She considered
closing the door but knew that she would embarrass
him. Besides, after the talk about freedom in the
house, that would be hypocritical. It was only fair
since she had watched him. Sue continued to dry
her hair, letting her son look at her scantily
covered body.
Tommy was about to leave when he saw his mother
put the dryer down. Then he saw her reach for
the towel that was tucked between her breasts.
Suddenly Sue could feel excitement rippling through
her. Her hands trembled as she grasped the towel
at her breasts. This is crazy, she thought. Still,
her hands moved and she opened the towel,
holding it wide for a second or two. Her eyes
glanced into the mirror and she knew that Tommy
could see the naked front of her body. She could
feel her nipples harden as she slowly let it drop
behind her. She thought she heard a gasp.
Tommy had gasped. He stood frozen, looking at his
mother's naked body. She was absolutely gorgeous.
Her large breasts were still firm and sat up with
very little sag. His eyes traveled to her pubic area.
He saw her soft blond hair and just a hint of the
pink inner lips. Inside his pants, Tommy's penis
was pulsing with life.
Then Sue did something that astounded her, maybe
more than Tommy. She reached down and opened
the bottom drawer, bending over at the waist. Her
buttocks pushed back and she moved her legs
slightly apart.
"Oh God," Tommy moaned as he stared at his
mother's beautiful ass. He looked between her legs
and could see the pouch of her vagina staring back
at him. He could even see the lips shining wetly.
It didn't occur to him that his mother was just as
turned on as he was.
Sue felt like she was bent over for a very long
time, but it was more like several seconds. She
knew that she had to straighten up when she felt
her juice begin to trickle out. Slowly she stood up,
holding a pair of skimpy red panties in her hand.
Then she bent again and stepped into the panties,
pulling them to her waist. She could feel the silky
material caress her buttocks sensuously and pull
tightly to her swollen sex lips.
Somehow, Tommy pulled himself together and moved
away from the door.
Sue sighed and let out a deep breath. I must be
losing my mind she thought as she began to dress.
She put on a short summer frock that came to the
middle of her thighs. When she started to walk out
of the room, she stopped. Her hands were shaking
when she lifted her dress and pulled her panties off
and threw them on the bed.
A few minutes later Sue joined Tommy in the living
room. He already had the movie in and some
popcorn made.
"Just in time," he said as he watched her walk
into the room.
"Popcorn! Great!"
"I brought you some wine," Tommy said proudly
as he pointed to a bottle cooling in an ice bucket.
"Thank you sweetie!"
The lights were dimmed as the two settled down to
watch "Fried Green Tomatoes."
Tommy hated the movie but he knew that his mom
would like it.
Sue sat on the couch and Tommy sat on the floor
leaning against the couch. About an hour into the
movie, Tommy excused himself and went upstairs to
the bathroom. As he passed his mother's room, he
stopped. He saw a pair of little red panties lying
on the bed. My God, has she taken her panties
off? he said to himself.
When Tommy returned to the living room, he was
on a mission. He had to know if she had taken
her panties off. As he sat back on the floor, he
turned slightly sideways so that he could see his
mother's legs. However, try as he might, he
couldn't get a view up her dress. Finally, he
sighed in frustration and gave up.

Sue sat on the couch, drinking wine. She could see
that Tommy was trying to get a look up her dress.
She suppressed a smile as she turned this way and
that, never letting him have a good view. She
knew that she was teasing him unmercifully but
somehow she couldn't stop. Finally, as the wine
took over, she sat back in the corner of the sofa
and curled her legs up next to her. Her little dress
barely covered the cheeks of her buttocks.
Tommy saw his mother move out of the corner of
his eye. She shifted again slightly and he glanced at
her legs. He could see up the back of her legs
now but the dress still covered her sufficiently.
After a while, the room grew quiet. Tommy turned
and saw that his mother was asleep. He knew that
she often fell asleep when she drank wine.
Suddenly, a dirty thought came to him. He got up
quietly and sat gently on the couch, next to his
curled up mother. The clock on the wall ticked
loudly and his heart beat hard in his chest as he
waited to make sure she was asleep. Then with
shaking fingers, he reached over and took the
material of her dress in his fingers. Slowly, almost
imperceptibly, he began to move it up her thighs.
When the dress was above just above her buttocks,
Tommy stopped. That's enough, he thought. Then
he slid back to the floor. He waited a minute or
two then turned to look at his mother. A little
whine came from his throat when he saw her sex
lips staring at him. Although it was dark in the
room, the TV gave off enough light that he could
clearly see her vagina.
Sue moaned as if in her sleep and moved slightly,
forcing the dress even higher on her buttocks. Then
she pulled one knee up closer to her chest and
the dress moved further up her hip. She could feel
the cool air on her private parts and shivered in
excitement.
Now Tommy could see everything. Her soft white
buttocks almost glowed in the artificial light. He
could almost see the tiny hole hidden between her
cheeks and the pink inner lips of her sex. Throwing
caution to the wind, Tommy opened his pants and
freed his throbbing penis. As he stared at his
mother's private parts, he began to masturbate.
Sue was doing everything she could not to move.
She could feel her son's eyes on her sex lips and
knew that she was leaking. She could feel the
wetness dripping to her thigh. Slowly she opened
her eyes just a fraction. Her head started to spin
with excitement when she saw Tommy holding his
penis. Her swollen lips pulsed with illicit excitement
as she spread her legs a little more and forced her
hips downward. Her little dress was almost at her
waist now.
"Oh Jesus," Tommy whispered aloud. Now he could
clearly see both of his mother's holes, including the
puffy sex lips and the tiny brown hole just inches
away. His hand flew up and down on his penis,
moving him rapidly toward a climax. Suddenly, he
moaned and began to squirt his semen. The first
blast flew above Tommy and splattered onto the back
of his mother's thigh, near the junction of her
sexual parts. When Tommy saw that, his climax
intensified. In his sexual fog, it didn't occur to
him that he might not be able to clean it off
before his mother awoke.
Sue could barely see what was happening but she
knew from his groans that he was near a climax.
Then, incredibly, when she felt Tommy's cum hit
her, she felt a little climax run through her.
When Tommy's balls were empty, he closed his
shorts as embarrassment flooded over him. Again, he
chastised himself for losing control and for his nasty
thoughts about his own mother. He could see his
own cum begin to run down the back of her
thigh. Oh my God he thought, what am I going to
do?
Before Tommy could do anything, Sue stirred and
opened her eyes.
"I must have fallen asleep," she said, spreading
her arms and yawning.
"Uh... uh... yea, for a minute," Tommy
answered, watching his cum trickle across the divide
between his mother's thigh.
Sue's legs were barely able to hold her. She acted
like it was because she had just awoken. However,
excitement was causing the blood to rush to her
head. She was very much aware of Tommy's sperm
on the back of her thighs. She kissed Tommy good
night and went to her room. As soon as she was
behind the bedroom door, she reached her hand
back and felt her son's sticky discharge. Suddenly,
her lets almost gave out and she staggered to the
bed. She collapsed as a strong climax hit her.
When that one was over, she pulled her dress up
and used her fingers to masturbate until she fell
asleep in exhaustion. Her dress was still around her
waist and Tommy's dried sperm was on the back of
her thighs the next morning.

Tommy waited in the living room for his mom to
come down so they could leave for the State Park.
When he saw her this morning, there was nothing
to indicate that she knew what he had done. She
smiled sweetly at him and they talked about all the
normal things. He figured he had gotten away with
that one but he knew that he would have to be
more careful.
Sue tried to be philosophic about what had
happened. He was a young boy with lots of
growing pains. It was only natural for him to see
his mother as a sexual being. It would be strange
for it to be any other way. She would just have
to be more careful.
When Sue came down wearing a tank top and a
pair of very tight short shorts, Tommy was
astounded again. He could almost see the indentation
of her sex lips in the crotch. She couldn't have
panties on, he thought, trying not to stare. Tommy
was also amazed when he saw that she wasn't
wearing a bra.
Sue's large breasts stood out proudly. She could
feel them swaying freely under her top and her
hard nipples poking through the material as she
walked toward her son.
"Do I look okay this time?" Sue said noticing
Tommy's appreciative look.
"Great Mom, I'll have to fight all the guys off of
you."
Sue smiled sweetly at her son and took his arm,
squeezing it to the side of her breast as they
walked out the door.
The park was a large facility with numerous picnic
tables, thick woods and a large lake with rowboats.
Sue and Bob used to go there quite often when
Tommy was young, to let him play on the swings
and swim in the lake.
When they arrived, the park was buzzing with
activity. There were 60 or 70 people at the picnic,
representing the team, family and friends. Tommy
jumped out and opened the door for his mom.
They walked proudly toward the group picnic area.
It was quickly obvious that everyone noticed Sue.
The boys and their fathers drooled and the women
looked jealous. Some of the men tried to come on
to Sue but she put them all off saying she had a
date, her son. Tommy strutted around like a
peacock, never letting his mom get too far from his
sight.
After everyone had eaten, played some volleyball,
and did some rowing on the lake, the crowd
started to thin. Tommy and Sue took their blanket
and went up the hill and found a place under a
large oak tree, a good distance from the crowd.
Sue had had a little too much to drink and swayed
as she helped Tommy place the blanket on the
ground. She seemed to be drinking a lot more
lately.
The two of them sat watching the people below,
enjoying the cool, early summer breeze.
Tommy put his arm around his mom, pulling her
willing body to him. "I love you Mom," he
whispered.
"I love you too Tommy," Sue said, turning to her
son.
Tommy saw a tear in her eye.
"What's wrong Mom?" Tommy said with concerned.
"Nothing sweetie, it's just that this is so perfect.
Your dad and I used to bring you here all the
time. We even sat under this tree. I feel the best
that I've felt since your father died. Thank you for
being here for me," Sue said leaning in close and
putting her head on his shoulder.
"I will always be here for you Mom."
As Tommy's arm was squeezing his mother to him,
he realized that his hand was touching her breast
again. This time it was the side of her breast,
where it swelled out from the tank top. Tommy
moved his hand slowly, touching her soft breast
outside the material of her top. He held his breath
as he waited for her to stop him.
Sue felt what Tommy was doing. She didn't want
to start a fight so she let him gently rub her
breast. However, that familiar feeling started in her
lower region again. Goose bumps appeared on her
arms and she leaned heavily into her son's strong
chest.
Tommy worked his fingers across the soft material
very slowly. He kept it up for a long time, waiting
for her to grab his hand like she had done at the
movie. When she made no move to stop him, he
boldly opened his hand and slid it under her
breast, then slowly lifted up. His head began to
spin when he held one full, cloth-covered breast in
the palm of his hand. His penis throbbed in his
pants. He felt the point of her now hard nipple as
it almost burned his palm.
Sue's alcohol fogged brain began to scream warnings.
Yet, the pulsing in her groin blocked it out.
Tommy thought he heard her moan. But no, she
was breathing heavy and regular. He looked at her
face and saw that her eyes were closed. The weight
of her body against him made him think that she
might be asleep. Tommy moved his hand down and
under the tank top to the warm skin of her
stomach. Slowly he moved his hand upward, inch
by inch. He felt an electric shock when the side of
his hand touched bare skin. He thought he was
going to cum in his pants. He took a deep breath
and turned his hand over, palm up. Now he held
the full bare breast of his own mother in his
hand. He waited for what seemed like an eternity
for his mother to react. When she didn't move,
he began to squeeze it. He played with the heavy
breast gently, feeling the fullness and the warmth of
her flesh, fearing all the time that he would wake
her.
Sue's mind was reeling. The blood was pounding in
her head. She couldn't think straight. She knew she
should stop this but her libido and the wine was in
control. She could feel her shorts begin to get very
wet and feared that it might show through.
Tommy grew bolder. He cupped and kneaded one
breast before sliding across to do the same to the
other. He moved slightly and let his mother slide
sideways and into his arm, her back pressed to his
now pulsing penis. He sighed with relief when saw
that her eyes were still closed. Then he shifted his
view and he watched his hand move freely under
her top.
Sue lay as quietly as she could, letting her son
explore her breasts. She could feel his erection
pressing to her back and throbbing. It felt huge.
Her hips wanted to move as she fought to control
her breathing.
Tommy squeezed and lifted the breasts and then
moved on to play with the hard nipple. It suddenly
occurred to him that he had sucked this same
nipple as a baby. Suddenly, he had to see them.
Slowly, his hand lifted the top until a large orb
was bare. His eyes were wide as he stared at the
smooth white skin and the long pink nipple. His
squeezed the flesh gently. He was fascinated as he
watched his hand knead her soft flesh.
Sue finally had to stop this. She stirred and felt
Tommy quickly pull his hand from her breast, letting
her top cover her again. Then she sat up and
rubbed her eyes. "I must have fallen to sleep.
I'm sorry, I seem to be doing that when I drink.
How long was I out?"
"Uh... oh not long."
"Let's take a walk," Sue said standing up.
Suddenly, she felt lightheaded and almost fell.
Tommy quickly stood beside her and steadied her.
They walked hand in hand down a path that led
toward the lake. It was impossible for Tommy to
hide the bulge in his pants. He couldn't believe
what he had just done. He shook his head,
thinking that it might all have been a dream.
Sue's eyes kept glancing down at her son's crotch.
She almost felt sorry for him as she saw his
confined penis pulse with need.
Soon the two reached a small clearing near the
lake.
"Let's sit down here Mom."
"Oh, I don't want to get my shorts grass
stained."
"Here," Tommy said stripping off his shirt and
putting it on the ground. He now stood beside her
in his shorts and sandals, his strong chest bare.
"Wow, you've been working out," Sue said
admiring her son's muscular chest. She squeezed her
legs together and felt her swollen lips pulse with
excitement.
"It's Coach Lewis, he wanted all his players to be
in top shape."
"You look great," Sue said sitting on the shirt
Tommy had laid down. She felt the tight seam of
her shorts pull into her sex lips and she closed her
eyes in pleasure.
"Thanks," Tommy said sitting next to his mom and
putting his arm around her.
They sat there in silence looking out over the
glistening lake. They could see specks in the distance
on the lake that had to be people rowing small
boats. Coming from far away they could hear the
faint sounds of children laughing and playing. At that
moment, everything was perfect.
"Mom," Tommy said breaking the silence, "do...
do... you think I could kiss you again?"
Sue sucked in her breath. She couldn't answer right
away. Somehow, she knew that this question would
come up again. She had practiced how to tell him
no gently. She didn't want to hurt him. However,
all of the practice went out the window when she
was faced with the question. Sue could still feel his
hand on her breast and her swollen lips were still
dripping in her shorts. Instead of a firm no, she
said, "I suppose so, but just one."
Tommy's heart leaped in his chest. Nervously, he
turned to his mother and brought his lips to hers.
As their lips pressed together, he pulled her into
his bare chest. When she opened her mouth, he
didn't wait for her tongue; he pushed his into her
warm and wet mouth. He could taste the wine she
had drunk. When his tongue pulled out, his
mother's followed, pressing into his mouth. He
sucked on her tongue and heard her moan. The
kiss went on and on, turning into a second kiss
and then a third. Tommy took a chance, brought
his hand up, and slid it under his mother's top,
touching her breast again.
Sue wasn't pretending to be asleep this time but
still she couldn't stop him.
He moaned as he felt her breast in his palm. His
fingers were shaking as he played with the nipple,
causing his mother to push her breast into his hand
and let a little moan escape her lips. Their lips
were almost swollen from the continued passionate
kissing.
Finally, Sue pushed him away; her breath coming in
short gasps. "Tommy, we can't, we... we...
have to stop."
Her voice didn't seem that convincing to Tommy.
He pushed her back onto the ground, ignoring her
weak protests and again brought his mouth to hers.
His hand now worked her top up until both breasts
were exposed to the cool late afternoon air, causing
the nipples to harden even more. Tommy broke the
kiss and pulled back, looking down at his mother's
beautiful full breasts.
"God, they're beautiful," Tommy said leaning over
as if to kiss one.
"No, Tommy stop," Sue said pushing Tommy away.
Tommy fell onto his back, his chest heaving, looking
up at the sky. "I'm... I'm an idiot, Mom. I
always spoil everything. I'm sorry."
Sue sat up, pulling her top back down and looked
at her son. She was so worked up that she was
losing control. It's my fault, not Tommy's, she
thought. I'm the adult and I led him on. Then a
sigh escaped her lips as she looked at her son's
strong chest then down to the tent in his shorts.
"You're not an idiot Tommy. You're a wonderful
son and I love you very much," Sue whispered,
then stretched out next to him and put her head
on his chest. The side of her face lay on the hot
skin of his chest. She could feel his heart
pounding. Slowly as if she couldn't control it, her
hand began to slide down her son's stomach. She
marveled at his hard abdominal muscles and watched
them ripple from her ticklish touch. When she
reached his belt, she paused and then as if she
had made a decision, she began to unbuckle his
pants.
Tommy lay frozen, excited beyond his wildest
dreams. "Mom," he whispered.
"Shhhhh!" Sue said as she unsnapped his shorts
and pulled his zipper down. She hesitated only a
moment before she reached her trembling hand into
his boxer shorts and grasped his hard penis.
Tommy moaned.
Sue's hand pulled his hard shaft from his shorts
and out into the bright sunlight. "Oh!" she said
as she looked at her son's tool. The head was
swollen and dripping juice. The skin of his shaft felt
warm, almost hot in her hand. Sue's world was
spinning around her as she began to move her
hand up and down her son's penis.
Tommy was shaking as he felt his mother take her
finger and run it through the stream of clear juice
coming from the dripping tip. Then she used it to
coat the head until it was shining in the sunlight.
She ran her fingers gently up and down his long
shaft; bringing another long moan from him and
another large bubble of juice. Her fingers dipped
into the clear fluid and slowly, with her hand
trembling, she brought it to her lips. Now there
was a long strand of clear pre-cum juice connecting
Sue's lips to her son's penis. Her head began to
slowly slide down his chest.
She not going to... Tommy thought as he felt his
mother's head move.
Sue knew how wrong this was, how crazy, but yet
she couldn't stop. She coated the palm of her
hand with his clear juice then wrapped it around
the hot shaft. She inched further down his chest
and watched as if it were someone else's hand. It
wasn't real, she told herself. She couldn't be
holding her son's hard penis in her hand.
Suddenly Tommy gasped and his hips pushed up.
Sue was startled when a stream of white juice shot
from the head of his shaft, hitting her on the
cheek and neck with great force. She squealed as it
splattered across her cheek and down to her neck.
Sue quickly recovered and squeezed her son's penis,
milking jet after jet of sperm onto his chest and
stomach in front of her wide eyes. It splattered
inches from her mouth. She could smell it. Sue
squeezed her legs together as she felt a spasm run
through her. Her hips moved in sync with Tommy's
ejaculation as her own climax overtook her.
Moments later all was silent except for the birds
chirping in the forest and the labored breathing of
a mother and her son. Then Sue lifted her head
and fell back onto the ground, her chest still
heaving up and down. She closed her eyes and
took a deep breath. God, if he hadn't cum when
he did, what was I going to do? she asked herself.
"I think it's time we head back," Sue said as
she sat up. She looked down at his sperm covered
stomach and shivered. She could feel the hot juice
cooling on her face and beginning to run.
"Mom, I uh, uh, I'm sorry," Tommy said, feeling
like a fool for not controlling himself and squirting
cum in her face. He looked shamefully at his
mother's wet cheek and the clear stream of cum
streaking her neck.
"Here take your shirt," Sue said, "it's getting
dark."
Tommy started to put his shirt on but hesitated,
looking at the glistening juice on his mother's cheek
and neck. "Do you want to use this?" he said
holding his shirt out to his mother.
"No, I'm okay, let's not soil your shirt," Sue
said. She felt the juice trickle down her neck and
to the top of her breast. It was very odd but she,
wanted to feel his juice on her face. She just
wasn't ready to wipe it off. Bob used to love to
squirt his juice into her face and she would leave
it there until it dried.
As they turned to head back up the trail, Sue's
hand brushed her son's. Without looking down or
saying a word, Sue took his hand and squeezed it.
Tommy almost sighed in relief.
They walked hand in hand, back to where they had
left their blanket. They retrieved the blanket and the
rest of their belongings and drove home in silence.
Both mother and son had a million thoughts going
through their heads.
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