The next day was a scorcher and Teddi didn't feel like her usual round of housework and shopping. She and Clint could get by for one day on take-out food, so she wouldn't have to cook. It was just too ho to do anything but lie in the sun and work on her tan.
She dug out her little red bikini, found a big beach towel and the sunscreen, and went to lie in the back yard. The Ross' yard was totally private, with a high fence, and she and Jim had gotten it on there more than once. She couldn't help thinking about that as she stretched out on her stomach and let the hot sun soak into her skin.
She remembered once when Clint was a little kid and quite a handful. He kept Teddi going all day, so that she was too frazzled in the evenings to even think about sex. But finally it was his first day of preschool and Jim just happened to be home that day. They took Clint to the school, dropped him off, and came home and fucked in the back yard again and again.
Teddi grinned as she recalled that. They just hadn't been able to get enough of each other that day. They'd fucked all over the yard like a couple of rabbits, She just wished Jim was there right now, because she sure could go for
a repeat of that memorable afternoon. Her pussy was getting all hot and wet and swollen as she relived those delicious moments.
"Cut it out, Teddi," she told herself. "You don't need it."
She certainly didn't need any lusty thoughts, because she was having enough trouble with her hominess as it was. The least little thing seemed to remind her of sex, and then she couldn't get her mind off it. Again and again during Jim's long absence, she'd had to masturbate to ease her lust. It was getting to be a real drag.
"Hey, Mom," Clint's voice interrupted, "your back's getting red."
Teddi gasped and looked up. "Honey, you scared me," she said. "I didn't even hear you come outside."
"Sorry," he grinned. "I just thought I'd join you and catch some sun. But I better put some sunscreen on you first, before you get badly burned."
"Thanks, honey," Teddi sighed, "I appreciate it."
She flinched a little as Clint slopped some of the cool lotion onto her back, then gurgled with pleasure as he began to massage it in. He spread the stuff slowly and carefully onto her back and shoulders and down to her waist. His touch felt so nice. She really needed a male's touch. In fact, she realized, she was starved for it.
He undid the flimsy string that held her bra on and the separate halves dropped to her sides. Again he slopped lotion onto her back and rubbed it around, working slowly and sensuously. Teddi realized she was getting aroused by his touch, but she didn't worry about it. He couldn't possibly know what she was feeling.
At least that was what Teddi thought. In fact Clint was getting a hard-on that wouldn't quit. He was gawking at her naked tits and curvy little body and he was remembering certain things from last night that just drove him wild. Maybe he was taking a big risk, but he just had to say what was on his mind.
"Mom," he said, "there's something I gotta tell you. I know you've been following me at night."
Teddi went rigid and he watched her whole body slowly turn red with mortification. It took her a moment to respond, and even then her voice was choked.
"Clint, I just wanted to talk to you," she said, "so I followed you. That's when I found out what you were doing. I've been intending to speak to you about it."
"So, go ahead," Clint said. "What did you wanta say?"
"Why, Clint, that must be obvious," Teddi replied, turning her head and looking at him. "What you're doing isn't right. It's against the
law. I'm worried about you."
"Well, you better start worrying about yourself, too, Mom," he shot back. "I know you watched everything last night and beat off while you were watching. You did the same stuff I did."
Teddi blushed even harder. She knew she was coming on like a hypocrite. The kid was on to her, he knew all her guilty secrets, and it just wouldn't work to lecture him and sound morally superior. Clint wasn't going to accept anything but the truth from her and she didn't blame him.
"Oh, honey," she sighed. "I'm so ashamed of myself. I don't know why I did those things."
"But, Mom, there's nothing to be ashamed of," Clint said. "You didn't hurt the people you watched. They didn't know anything about it. You were just feeling good and so was I. Why don't we try feeling good together?"
As he said it, he slipped his hands under her and cupped her naked tits. Teddi felt a rush of lust so powerful she almost moaned. Her big ripe tits went taut and swollen in her son's molding hands and her nipples went rigid, poking lustily into his palms. Her whole reaction was a giveaway, letting him know how frantically horny she was.
His voice hoarse with longing, Clint squeezed her hot tits and said, "Let's face it, Mom, we both need somebody. We could do each other
a real big favor."
Teddi moaned. In a way he was right. She was so lonely and horny most of the time, with Jim away so much. Clint still hadn't outgrown his shyness, so he wasn't dating yet, although he had all the normal sexual urges for his, age. They both desperately needed some loving and here they were alone together.
There was just one little catch, of course. Her eager would-be stud was also her son.
"Clint, forget it," she snapped. "Don't you know that that's incest?"
"Hey, look, Mom," he said impatiently, "it's just like the peeping. If nobody knows, nobody's hurt. And nobody ever has to know about you and me. Come on, think what we could for each other."
That was just the problem-Teddi was thinking about it. She thought about her son's cock and how often it got hard and how eager he was to use it. She thought about how she got horny every night and had to beat off, then still felt unsatisfied because what she really craved was a hard cock, not her fingers.
Clint was the perfect answer to her problem. He would be, that is, if he wasn't also her son. She moaned with frustration as he went on squeezing and molding her naked tits. It felt so exciting, and she needed a man's touch so badly. Relief was so close. All she'd have to do was
roll over, slip off her panties, and let him cram his iron-hard teenaged cock into her famished cunt.
So easy-and so wrong.
"Clint, honey, I just can't handle incest," she sighed. "I think I'd better go in the house right now. We'll forget this ever happened."
"Not me," Clint snapped, "I'm not ever gonna forget. And I'm not letting you leave, either, Mom."
She felt him fumbling with the little bows that held her bikini bottoms together. She gave a squeak of alarm and tried to get up, but he easily pinned her, lying half on her. He got the panties open and she felt them slide down off her hips and ass. Then Clint's hand was sliding down between the ripe rounds of her ass and onto the slippery hot flesh of her pussy.
"Honey, nooooo," she whimpered.
"Yes, you want it," he panted, "you want me to touch you down here."
Dammit, it was true. Teddi clawed her towel and creamed helplessly as her horny son began to explore her pussy with his fingers. He ran his hand up and down the molten wet flesh and it felt wonderful. He didn't fumble, either. He'd had a very vivid and extensive sex education from his peeping. He'd watched experts and he'd seen them do everything in the book.
Quickly he found her clit, the most sensitive
spot in her whole body; He began to rub a stiff finger over it, back and forth, giving her hot buzzes of pleasure. She soaked the finger with a big helpless blast of cream. If only her lust hadn't been so powerful, her relief so long overdue, she might have been able to resist him. But she found that she didn't want to resist at all.
"Clint, that's wrong," she said weakly. "You've got to stop."
"Bull," he said hoarsely. "I know you're as horny as I am. Don't think I don't know about it, Mom. I know how horny you get when Dad goes on these long hauls.
Teddi moaned with embarrassment. She'd almost forgotten about that peep hole Clint had drilled in the wall between their bedrooms. Of course he was perfectly well informed about her lust because he must have watched her every night. He knew that when Jim was away, she had to masturbate frantically to ease her loneliness, and her boiling lust. She just didn't have any secrets from her peeping son.
"I've watched you," he said excitedly as he rubbed her clit, "And you can't tell me you're getting enough sex from dad. No way. But I'll give you all you want, Mom. All you have to do is ask."
Teddi found it agony to turn down an offer like that. Sex on demand, right in her house, from a perpetually horny teenaged boy? It was
a love-starved housewife's dream come true. As he massaged her clit faster and faster, she felt her incredible hominess carrying her away, overpowering her rational thoughts.
"Ohhhhh, God, honey, we've got to stop," she whispered.
"No, Mom, I'm gonna get you off," he said.
Abruptly he flipped her over onto her back. It happened so suddenly that Teddi was taken off guard. Her luscious naked tits and her dark bush were exposed to his hungry eyes. She saw that his swimming trunks were obscenely tented by his engorged cock. Groaning, he pushed her thighs open and went belly down between them, his hot breath on her naked silt.
"Ohhhhh, God, unnnhhbh," Teddi moaned in ecstasy.
He was licking her pussy, and she just couldn't resist that. God help her, it was just too much. She'd been pushed and pushed by Jim's long absences, she'd fought to keep her lust under control, but she needed this. She needed it desperately. With a hungry moan she opened her thighs all the way, offering her entire hot pussy to her son's hungrily lashing tongue.
"Ohhhhh, yes, baby, yes," she whimpered. "Lick me, don't stop."
Clint felt a surge of triumph. His pretty mom had given in at last. For weeks he'd been dreaming
of this conquest and for more weeks he'd been planning it, never sure of his success. But from what he'd seen night after night in the master bedroom, he felt his mother was ripe for the taking.
Clint wasn't even sure what had led him to drill that hole in the first place. Maybe his curiosity had just gotten the better of him. Ever since he could remember, these strange sounds had been coming from his folks' bedroom at night, moans and sighs and growls and squeals. Finally he just had to know what it was all about. Of course he had a pretty good idea.
At first he'd watched them fuck, and when his dad wasn't home, he'd never thought to look through the hole. No fucking, no action-that was how he'd figured it. But had he ever been wrong! One night when dad was away, he'd heard moans and squeals and sighs coming from the master bedroom, the same sounds mom always made when dad fucked her or went down on her.
Fascinated, wondering if his mother had taken a lover, Glint had rushed to his spy hole, only to find Teddi all alone. She was making love to herself, using her fingers. The sight turned Clint on like nothing else ever had. Night after night he watched his horny mother masturbate, and when she was finished, he'd go to his bed and jack off as he replayed the scene in his
Of course that led him to thinking about how he could help her out and what she could do for him. The set-up seemed so perfect. They were both so horny much of the time and they both needed a partner so badly. Clint had been building up to this moment for weeks. Hungrily he raked his tongue over his mom's burning hot pussy while she clawed the beach towel and whimpered in ecstasy. Her tangy-tasting cream was spurting right into his face.
"Ohhhhhh, honey, I love it," she sobbed. "I love it so much."
"I'll give you all you want, Mom," Clint promised hoarsely.
This was the first time he'd had anything to do with a girl, the first pussy he'd ever eaten, but he was getting off on it like mad, gobbling up her musky cream as fast as he could get it. She fed him a steady supply of it, creaming helplessly as he raked his tongue over the swollen wet flesh of her cuntgash.
He just had to show her how much pleasure he could give her and how he could relieve the nagging lust she felt whenever dad was on the road. Then she'd be hooked. She'd turn to him every time she needed some loving, and he'd be ready.
"Tell me where you like it best," he panted. "I'll do it any way you want it."
Teddi couldn't resist. She adores having her pussy licked, and having come this far, she couldn't stop. She folded back the dark fur of her bush and showed him the small hooded lump of her clit.
"Right there, honey," she said breathlessly. "That's my clit, and I love to be licked and sucked there."
Clint nodded eagerly and got to work. Teddi almost screamed with pleasure as his stiff tongue tip hit her ultrasensitive clit, then reminded herself that they were outdoors and that the neighbors could hear them, even if they couldn't see them. She just gurgled and sighed and gave little squeals of delight while Clint flicked the pointed tip of his tongue up and down over her pulsating clit.
"Oooooo, yesssss," she gurgled, "that's it, baby, that's fantastic."
Clint wasn't totally ignorant of pussy-eating. He'd watched a lot of it. He'd observed how the experts did it and he put their techniques into practice now. His mother's hot response told him how well those techniques were working. Her molten pussy cream was boiling into his face and she was moaning steadily and hoarsely. Obviously his peeping time had served him well.
The peeping had started completely innocently. One night Clint was walking home from the
movies and decided to take the alleys just for a change. He hadn't gone very far before he discovered a house where someone had neglected to pull the drapes. He watched a young couple making out on the couch, doing everything but fucking. It seemed to be a babysitter and her boyfriend.
Naturally he couldn't forget that exciting experience, and he soon went out again to see if he could repeat it. Since then he'd been all over town peeping and had seen some fantastic stuff. He might never have made out with a woman before today, but he felt he was prepared for anything a woman might want or need.
He flicked his tongue swiftly and teasingly over his mom's violently throbbing clit, working her to a fever pitch of lust. Then he caught her slick little bud between his lips and started sucking it hungrily and loudly. Teddi gave a muffled scream and almost flew off the towel. She blasted his face with an enormous rush of molten cream, and he felt the heat surge through her cunt slit.
"Unnnhhh, yessss, Clint, suck me off," she sobbed.
Clint went noisily to work, sucking her pulsating clit hard and fast. He knew she was desperate to come and he was going to give her what she craved, as fast as he could. His sexy mom had to learn who could help her out, any
time of day or night, whenever and however she needed it. He never let up in his loud greedy sucking.
"Ohhhhh, my God," she sobbed, "it's so good, honey, don't stop, I'm almost there."
Eyes tightly closed, panting in ecstasy, Teddi felt the hot explosion radiating out from her clit and shaking her body hard. She was coming from her son's sucking lips, coming helplessly, her steaming juices spurting into his face, her body writhing and bucking. The violence of her orgasm told her how terribly she'd needed it. She hadn't come this hard in a long time.
"Ohhhhh, God, ohhhhh, I'm coming!" she wailed.
She bucked right out of Clint's grasp. He hoisted himself to a kneeling position and watched her come, his cock hugging his belly in a fierce hard-on. He wanted more than anything in the world to throw himself onto her, forcing her thighs open with his knees and socking his engorged prick into her juicy-slick cuntal tube. But he knew that would be the wrong move just now.
His mother wasn't completely won over to the idea of them being lovers. She'd let him suck her off because she was so desperate, but she'd resist the idea of them fucking. Clint knew her, and he knew he had to be careful and patient in his seduction. So he stayed still as she spun
out her climax even though his cock felt about ready to explode.
Teddi went still at last and dizzily opened her eyes. She saw Clint kneeling beside her and as she looked at him he peeled down his swimming trunks and showed her his magnificent hard-on. She almost wept with longing as she studied it. He'd sucked her off deliciously, whetting her appetite for the main course, a good hard fucking. But that was something she simply couldn't have with her own son.
"Please, Mom, help me out," Clint said hoarsely as he displayed his painfully engorged prick. "I got you off, now you get me off."
"Of course, honey," Teddi said dazedly.
She couldn't fuck him, she thought dizzily, it just wasn't right. It wold be incest to fuck her own son, no matter how urgently they needed each other. But what if she were to suck him off, as he'd done to her? That wouldn't really be incest, would it? She convinced herself that it would be all right. Clint was in desperate heed and she ached to help him.
"Lie down, honey," she said, "on your back. Yes, just stay like that."
She drooled at the sight of his gorgeous stiff standing cock. It had been so long since she and Jim had had time for a decent fucking session, one that included a whole lot of head. She missed the fun they used to have in bed and she
especially missed licking and sucking his prick. Now at least she'd get what she craved, only with her son, not her husband.
She dropped to a crouch, dipped her head down, and brought her lips within an inch of Clint's rigid cock. He looked very excited. No wonder, he was about to get his very first blowjob. Teddi darted her tongue out and began to lick the sensitive purple head of his cock. He shivered and moaned, and his prick gave a lusty twitch.
Clint sighed happily as his pretty mom ran her hot juicy tongue all over the gleaming head of his cock. It felt terrific and it was the most exciting thing that had ever happened to him. Some other time, maybe even today, he'd get her to go all the way with him. For right now, he was happy with what he had.
"Ahhhhh, yeah, Mom, that feels great," he sighed.
Teddi reddened a little but didn't stop her hungry licking. It was just starting to get results. Thick globs of cream were oozing from Clint's piss hole and she was spearing them up with the pointed tip of her tongue. She rolled the salty liquid around in her mouth, savoring it, then swallowed it greedily and went for more. It was her first taste of cock cream in a long, long time.
"Mmmmmm, mmmmm," she murmured. It excited hell out of Clint to know that his
pretty mother loved the taste of his cream. She acted like she just couldn't get enough of it. As fast as it bubbled up in the cleft of his cock, she stabbed at it with her darting tongue and lapped it up. Before long she had his cock head clean and glistening with her spit. Then she started licking her way down the thick blue-veined shaft, coating every inch of it. Clint shivered with delight and dug his fingers into the towel.
Teddi's hot little tongue seemed to be everywhere at once, coating his whole cock, teasing and tantalizing him. Clint got red with excitement, and his breathing was loud and harsh. He knew this was just a prelude to the main event, but it was driving him wild. Finally she licked her way back up his rigid prick and reamed out his piss hole with the pointed tip of her tongue.
Teddi saw that she wasn't going to get any more of his delicious cream that way, but luckily she knew how to get a whole boiling mouthful. She fisted the base of his cock and held it still, then opened her lips wide. Clint let out a sustained hoarse moan as she brought her steamy hot mouth down around his meat, sheathing more than half his cock.
"Ahhhh, yeah," he groaned, "suck it, Mom."
Teddi blushed, wishing he wouldn't remind her so bluntly that she was going down on her
own son. But she couldn't stop now. He needed it too much, and she was too hungry for his cream. Her head began to bob up and down. She worked her hot mouth and wet lips along the swollen shaft of his cock, greedily sucking at it, her cheeks drawn in sharply. Clint shivered lustily and moaned in hot excitement.
He'd heard about blow-jobs before and had looked forward to getting one, but he'd never dreamed that his very fir St one would come from his own gorgeous mother. He wasn't going to be able to hold out long, that was sure. Much as he wanted to go on and on, enjoying the wild sensations, his cock was just about ready to explode. He struggled to prolong the ecstasy.
He closed his eyes tightly, and clawed the towel, conscious only of the steamy heat of his mother's mouth as she sucked loudly and hungrily on his prick. She was using strong suction on his hotly throbbing hard-on, drawing the thick cream out of his piss hole and gobbling it. In just a few seconds she was going to get a whole lot more cream than that.
Panting, Clint arched his body and shoved his rigid prick even farther into her mouth. His horny instincts were taking over and he couldn't control the automatic movements of his body. He began to fuck her mouth. He jerked his nearly-blasting cock swiftly over her tongue, sometimes butting the back of her throat. Teddi
was so starved for cock, she didn't even mind. She just sucked faster and faster, dying for that boiling mouthful of come. She pumped the base of his cock in her hot fist and sucked furiously on the rest. Clint was groaning steadily now, fucking her mouth fast and hard. A second later she felt the first hot sting of his jizz against the back of her throat.
"Unnnnhhhh, eat it, Mom, I'm coming!" the blissed out boy yelled.
"Mmmm, uuummmm!" Teddi moaned.
Her cheeks were suddenly swelling with an enormous load of her son's come. She held it as long as she could, savoring its taste, but Clint kept jetting more of the molten liquid into her mouth until she had to swallow or drown in it, He filled her mouth a second time and Teddi moaned blissfully and savored his hot salty jism. Then he flopped back with a satisfied sigh.
"Hey, thanks, Mom," he said. "That was just fantastic."
Teddi looked stern. "You'll have to understand that this can never happen again, Clint," she said. "I did it because you needed it so badly, but it was wrong. I want you to forget this happened."
"Mom," Clint laughed, "you gotta be kidding. In fact, I bet you don't wanta forget this anymore than I do." He reached out for her.