"Oh, come to join us Sammy?" Joan said as my Samuel joined us by the pool. I looked quickly away feeling my cheeks flush as my son looked at me. I could feel his eyes running down my body as I basked in the sun before him. I did truly hope that my body was pleasing to my son. I was a little relieved that he couldn't see how my eyes ravished his body, namely his groin area.
"Yeah, I thought I take a dip before lunch," my son said smiling down at Joan.
"Good. Then you wouldn't mind applying some suntan lotion to my back?" Joan asked as she rolled over. I could see life returning to that lovely appendage as Joan's breasts were squeezed out the sides of her top. "Now you make sure you apply a good layer onto me," Joan said handing him the bottle with her left and while her right untied her top. I tried not to show that I notice that Joan had stuck her hand up my son's shorts. How my jealousy roared that she got to touch my baby when I haven't. "Now don't you forget those thighs need some lotion too," Joan said. Which made me rather annoyed to hear her teasing my baby before me, but I had to play along. As much as I like Joan, she could be rather absent minded about the needs of others when she had set her mind to something. My son caught me looking at Joan jacking him off in front of me.
"T-there all done," my son said. My frustration ran high when I saw him squeezing Joan's ass. How dare he! How dare he do that when I was right there! When my own ass was more than willing to be his squeeze toy!
"Shame and I was starting to enjoy it," Joan said.
"Sam...honey you wouldn't mind doing the same for me, would you?" I asked. I was done watching! I wanted my own feel of that cock of his. I was his mother after all! Shouldn't I be the one that got my son off?! "I don't want to burn in this heat," I said, which was true I do burn easily.
"S-sure Mom," my son said nodding to me. "Why don't you go ahead and get comfortable," he told me. Yet my eyes narrowed as I saw his cock twitch as Joan, who I could only assume was licking my son's wonderful cum off of her hand.
"We have to do this again Sam," Joan said, "however, next time how about something more hot and wet wrapped around it, hmm?" I heard Joan whisper. I bit my towel that I had been using as a pillow to keep my anger from spilling out as Joan plainly stated she was going to fuck my son. "Excellent. I can't wait," she said as my son reached for the suntan lotion.
"So...how was school? Are you ready for college?" I asked. I wanted to throw him off guard before I went on the offensive. Yet Samuel tried to hide his hard cock from me, yet as I peeked below the rim of my sunglasses, I could see that glorious monster.
"Oh, it was alright," my son said squirting a blob of lotion onto his hand, "as ready as I can be Mom," he said. A curious thought ran through my mind on how he would react if I just rolled over and exposing my naked breasts to him. Would that cock respond to me -- his mother? Would it surge with blood urging him to fuck me? Would it beg me to take that hard phallus into my mouth and devour it whole? So I took my chance to see how my sweet baby boy would respond to me. I needed to know if there was even the slightest chance, he had any thoughts of me in such a manner. While he was distracted with applying the lotion to my bare back. I attacked! Figuratively, of course. How my eyes flared behind my sunglasses as I saw my son's body stilled. God. I haven't felt something so sublime for too damn long. I already knew he put his father to shame from the bathroom incident. But to feel that hard, hot, veiny cock in my hand was something else altogether.
"Relax," I mouthed, "you need this," I said as my hand slowly moved up and down my son's member. I felt so naughty jacking my son off out in the open like that. Yet as I felt his pre-cum coating my hand. I noticed my arousal growing. My hot slickness was awakening like a sleeping dragon after years of deep sleep. Then my eyes went wide as I felt the pads of his fingers brush along my sensitive, swollen, hungry lips. I forced myself not to bite my lip as my juices started to soak into my bottoms, yet that didn't stop my moan from escaping.
Fuck! I needed to cum! And there was only one person I wanted to get me off. So I squeezed his cock hard enough to get his attention. "Don't you cum yet," I whispered low, "you have something else to work," I said lifting my hips slightly. My fingers slid into the side of my bottoms pushing it off to one side exposing my hot wet cunt to my son. "Go on. It's only fair you get me off too," I said, on the verge of begging my son to touch me. "You have done this to a girl before haven't you?" I asked wondering why it was taking him so long. When my son shook his head my lustful demon purred wantonly in my head. However, as I looked into my son's eyes. I knew I couldn't be the one that took his virginity no matter how much I wanted to. However, that didn't stop my smile from showing. "Here. Let mama help you," I said, reaching between my legs taking hold of his greasy hand. My fingers curled around my towel as I took two of his fingers running them through my wet lips. How it felt heavenly when it wasn't my own doing that task. I nodded encouragingly as he slipped two fingers into me.
I nearly squealed in joy. However, that would only draw attention to us, and I was determined to have all the time I could get feeling my son fingering me. Fuck! Damn that boy! He may have been inexperienced, but he did know how to move those fingers.
"Faster!" I mouthed. I wanted him to feel everything my cunt had to offer my son. I wanted him to feel my folds, to feel how they gripped his fingers. Hoping that it would lead to him thinking how his cock would feel deep inside me. Then I thought it couldn't get any more wondrous then it already was. My son had found my g-spot. Something his own father could never do in the long years we were married. "Don't stop!" she growled at him, "I was almost there," I bemoaned. I so wanted to coat those fingers of his in my hot cum. I wanted him to know what it was like to get a woman off. I needed him to see me as my honey pot gripped those wonderful, orgasmic, delightful appendages of his. "Come on baby. Make your mom cum on those fingers," I moaned deep and low. It had been teasing me ever since Samuel sprayed his hot cum all over my chest. Then it happened that glorious event I have waited three long years for. My son. My prefect sweet boy just made his mother cum. How blissful it was too.
"Mom! I'm going to cum!" my son whispered. That was it I wasn't about to allow that cum to go to waste again. No sir! Not this time. I noticed how his eyes were glued to my naked breast as I pushed down the leg of his shorts. This was it, there was no going back now as his hard cock stared up at me. How my mind melted as my lips slid down that hard tool. God! Did his pre-cum taste good. I knew I'd become addicted to it. I am actually. I make sure I get two or three solid protein shots every day. But that's a story for another time. As I rolled my tongue around the crown of his head, my hand working that engorged shaft. I knew I had to get him off quick so not to draw unwanted attention. A primal moan roared in my head as my son shot his hot, sticky, delicious seed into my awaiting mouth.
I know my son said I avoided him for two weeks. It's true I did. But you see after what happened at the pool. I couldn't trust myself around my son. I knew if there was just the slightest chance, I could make that cock hard I was going to ride it. And ride it so damn fucking well that boy would never forget how I made that cock yield to me. Plus I wanted my son to at least have one sexual partner before I made my move. However, when I awoke every morning to head out to open my catering business. I was greeted by that tent all teenage boys sport in the morning. Being the devious woman I am. I couldn't let that wood go to waste. That is just a crime against nature. So every morning before work I would kneel beside my son as he slept and sucked that cock dry. I don't know if he ever caught on, but damn did it fill me with the desire to taste his first load of the day for the rest of my life if he would let me that is.
I rushed home when I should have been heading to the luncheon I should have been setting up for, yet with the new client I had just picked up I'd needed an extra pair of hands. And who better than the man I wanted to spend time with. So when I entered the apartment, I saw the bathroom door closed. I sucked on my lip as I approached that barrier.
"Sam?" I said knocking on the door, cracking it open a little bit. The sight that I saw in that mirror, mmm...what I wanted to do to that boy. I played it off like I couldn't see him just to see what he would do. It was an herculean task not to stare at that cock in the mirror.
"Yeah?" my son said. I watched as he backed up hoping I couldn't see him.
"When you get out, I need ask you something okay?"
"Sure Mom," he said. I took one last peek at my naked wet son before shutting the door. Yet as I paced my living room my eyes flashing over at the clock I couldn't wait. I had to get to that luncheon, and my mind wouldn't let go of the picture of my naked son.
