Oh That Incest!! - Mommy Gets Frisky

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.