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.