"But, Mom…" Terry said haltingly as his lovely mother led him by the shaft of his sperm-covered cock out into the slanting rays of the morning sun. "We can't do this outside… can we?"
"Certainly we can, Terry! We can do anything anywhere! You don't mind fucking little Wendy on the beach, do you? I don't see why we can't fool around on our own private sun deck!" Sheila said in mock amazement, rubbing her thumb over the extremely sensitive head of her son's swollen dick, making him jump with pleasure-pain.
"H… how did you know? About me fucking Wendy on the beach I mean?" Terry asked, staring into his mother's glittering eyes.
"I don't think I'll tell you, darling!" She giggled. "A woman should keep some secrets from her lover… even when her lover is also her son!"
"But shit, Mom! I don't get it! You're so… so… wild! I mean… you're not like you were a couple of days ago!" Terry said.
"I suppose I have changed a bit, darling! Let's say that I've decided to exercise my… desires… and it just happens that I desire you, Terry! After all, darling, I'm getting old! I don't want to waste away in a rocking chair or some terrible thing like that! My little pussy would just shrivel up to nothing! I am thirty-six years old, you know," Sheila said playing with Terry's cock.
"Old!?" Terry gasped. "You're not old! My God, Mom! You're beautiful! You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen!" He was genuinely amazed that she would consider herself old.
"Well, darling, I suppose I do have a few years left. Let's not waste a minute of them! Would you like to look at my cunt?" she smiled wantonly.
"Look at your… your… your cunt?" Terry gasped.
"Of course, silly! I'll expect you to do more than look at it!" Sheila said. "Why don't you take your pants and shoes off and lie down over here on this chaise. You look silly walking around like that!"
She watched her son shuffling around the sun deck, his pants in a heap around his ankles.
Terry struggled out of his shoes and pants and stood before his mother. He felt more naked and helpless than he had ever felt in his life. He felt as if he were on display. He felt the morning sunlight warming his skin, making his prick-head tingle slightly.
He shivered when his luscious mother walked closer to him and lifted his tank-top over his head.
He trembled from head to toe when she ran her warm silken hands over his hard chest and stomach. The feeling of her hands on his naked flesh was like nothing he had ever felt before. It was his own mother! He was being turned on by the very woman who had held him in her womb! His knees felt weak.
"Lie down, lover. Everything will be all right, darling boy! Just put yourself in your mother's hands! I'm sure you'll enjoy what I have for you!" Sheila said, motioning toward the chaise.
Terry managed to keep his knees from giving in until he had fallen on the reclining chair. Sheila put a pillow behind his tousled head and smiled down on him wickedly.
"So you'd like to see my pussy. You should be ashamed of yourself, darling! A mother should never let a boy see her cunt!" Sheila teased, watching the boy squirm. "But then boys will be boys! Look closely now, darling!"
With that, Sheila raised the hem of her long pink dress all the way to her tits, exposing herself obscenely for her horny son. She watched his young blood-engorged cock stir when he beheld the barely concealed area of her pussy. Her red lace panties were slightly damp at the crotch with cunt-dew, her steamy love mound swelling soft and warm between her long legs.
Holding her dress up with one hand, the hot-assed woman ran her other hand down over her thigh, letting it slide down between her legs. She clamped her warm hand over the mound of her cunt for a moment, watching her son's reaction to her wicked display of her feminine charms.
She turned her back to her son and bent over slightly, showing him her full womanly ass. She knew that he could see the tuft of her cunt-hair between her legs where it peeked out at her crotch. Her horny mind was filled with the wild things she and her son could do together.
She took off her dress and turned around again, facing her son, her dress in her arms, her naked tits swelling with full feminine richness. She was thrilled to see his glistening eyes widen as he drank in her beauty.
"Do you like my titties, son?" she asked in a low and controlled voice.
"Jesus yeah!" Terry gasped.
Terry had never seen such great tits. They were even bigger than Wendy's, bigger and more voluptuous, more perfect, warmer-looking, softer. He couldn't resist the urge to reach out and grab huge handfuls of tit-flesh, couldn't resist the urge to squeeze and fondle the beautiful breasts that had nourished him as a child, that would nourish him now as a young man.
He swung his legs over the edge of the chaise and reached out for his mother's tits.
"Down, darling, down. Don't get hasty," she smiled, pushing her son back on the lounge with a hand on his forehead, a hand that he was powerless to resist. "Let your mother run the show, darling. Just lie back and relax a bit."
"What're you gonna do?" Terry asked in a hoarse voice, falling back against the pillow, abandoning himself to his mother's sensual attack.
"I'm going to show you my cunt, lover! Wouldn't you like to see the pussy you grew up in, little man?" she asked wantonly, spreading her legs and rubbing herself lewdly.
"Oh Jesus, Mom! Jesus Christ!"
Sheila pushed her flimsy red lace panties down to her ankles and stepped out of them, standing stark naked before her son. She put both hands down between her statuesque legs and rested them in the furry nest of her pussy-hair. She framed the mound of her warm cunt with her thumbs and forefingers. She leaned backwards slightly and opened the area of her most private place to her hot-cocked son's gaze.
"Let me spread my cunt open for you, son," she said with wet lips, feeling wild beyond belief.
Her heart racing with excitement, Sheila reached between her legs and pinched the raggedy lips of her naked twat, pulling them apart and opening herself obscenely to her horny son's obvious delight. She heard the sharp intake of his breath when she exposed the inner lips of her musky pussy. Her hot clit tingled with uncontrollable lust. Her inner sex seethed with passion, passion made wilder and wilder by the taboo of her obscene display.
Still holding open the lips of her wet cunt, Sheila straddled her son on the lounge, moving until her pussy was directly over his face. She knew that he was staring wild-eyed at her gaping cunt. She tried to imagine the mind-bending feelings her lusty display was inspiring in her son, but they were beyond imagining.
"W-what do you want me to do, Mom?" Terry said, his voice higher than usual, full of tension.
"I want you to suck my cunt! I want you to lick my twat! Do you hear, darling? Your mother wants you to eat out her cunt! Lick my clit, darling! Lick me and suck me until I can't stand it any more!"
Sheila crouched until the raggedy lips of her open pussy were touching her son's lips. She felt the boy's nose pressing against her wet sex-flesh, felt his warm moist breath against the gaping lips of her cunt. She still held her juicy twat-lips apart with her fingers. Her hand rubbed against her son's cheek. Cunt-honey ran from her open twat.
"Stick out your tongue, son! Stick out your tongue and put it in your mother's cunt! I've dreamed of this for so long! Do it for me, darling! Stick it deep inside me! Hurry! Hurry, lover! I can't wait another second! You know what to do, darling! Suck me the way you suck Wendy! Suck me hard! Lick me out!"
Terry obeyed his mother's lusty command, sticking out his tongue and touching it gently to the inner lips of her dripping cunt. The scent of her cunt-musk drove him wild inside. He tasted her intoxicating pussy-dew and had to have more of her, had to taste more of the cunt that had given him birth.
His arching erection jerked between his stretched-out legs, swelling more and more by the minute. He stared at the turgid little bud of his mother's clit and longed to put it between his teeth and bite it gently, longed to feel his own mother's body reacting to his oral stimulation.
"Stick it in farther, darling! Stick it all the way in! Oh yes! Yessssss! That's right! That's beautiful! It feels like a cock in me! Move it around! Oh God! You do that so beautifully! More! More!" Sheila let her stretched twat-lips close around her son's impaled tongue.
Terry felt his mother's tight pussy suddenly suck his tongue into it. The tight wet muscles of her sucking pussy worked against his tongue. He wondered how his cock would feel buried in his mother's hot wet cunt-hole. His prick was aching for stimulation, aching to be thrust into some tight wet place, aching to be buried between a woman's luscious legs.
Would she let him put it there? Would his mother actually allow him to plunge his bulging erection between her spread legs?
His mind swam with the possibilities of their incestuous romp. Terry was only now beginning to cast off the fears and doubts that his mother's sexual onslaught had cast over him. He was only now beginning to truly appreciate the wildness of the situation and the sexual joys he could derive from it.
"My God, Mom! Goddamn! Your cunt! My mother's cunt! I'm suckin' my mother's cunt!"
"Yes! Yes, Terry! You're sucking your mother's twat! You're making me itch and burn inside, darling! I love you, son! I love your tongue between my legs! I love your lips on my fucking pussy! Suck my clit! Yessssss! Oh Christ! Lick it! Suck it! Kiss it!"
Sheila moaned, grinding her musky twat against her handsome young son's sucking face.
Terry wrapped his eager lips around the nub of his lust-driven mother's tasty clit and began sucking on it with a passion. He licked the hot bud of flesh at the same time, making his mother's legs shake with excitement. He tugged at her blazing clit with his lips, letting the hot flesh pull from his lips from time to time with a wet popping sound. He felt her silken cunt-flesh moist and warm against his face as his mother gyrated her pelvis against him.
Terry's tongue began darting all over the wet gash of Sheila's cunt, flicking over her sensitive pussy. She was alive with sensation from head to toe. Her tits were hard and pointed, tingling with excitement. Her asscheeks quivered. Her legs shivered with tension and excitement.
She grabbed her tits and began squeezing them, rubbing her thumbs over her tingling tit-peaks, making them harder and harder by the second, making them burn and itch until she could stand it no longer.
Sheila loved the feeling of her son's tongue in her hot pussy, but she needed something more. Sheila needed Terry's swollen prick between her legs, needed to feel the hard shaft of it rubbing against her tingling clitoris, needed to feel the animal heat of it warming her seething cunt-hole. She had to have her son's cock inside her, and she had to have it now!
The hot-assed woman stood up and raised herself off her son's sucking face. She saw him raise his head, saw him crane his neck and stick out his tongue in a desperate attempt to flick his tongue at least one last time over the wet musky flesh of her cunt.
"Do you like licking my pussy, Terry?" she smiled, standing beside him now, looking down on him lovingly, lust burning in her lovely eyes.
"Yeah! Jesus! This is too much, too fuckin' much! I… I… I never tasted a cunt like yours, Mom!" Terry said. "Let me suck it some more, Mom! Please, Mom! I gotta do it!"
He reached out for the furry nest of his mother's twat.
"I'm glad you like it, darling, but I have something more interesting in mind! Why don't I let you stick your dick up my cunt, Terry? Why don't I let you bury that big hard prick of yours right between my legs, Terry? Does that excite you, darling? Would you like to fuck your mother? Would you like to punch your nice stiff cock in and out of your mother's twat until you unload your cream?"
Sheila's eyes were glittering, her cunt seething.
Sheila looked down at her son's cock and saw it jerk up, against his belly when he heard her depraved suggestion. She bent down and took her boy's dripping prick in her warm hand, squeezing it, stroking it until the boy sat up in the chair, his body stiffening with pleasure. She could feel the hard organ pulsating in her hand, jerking with lust.
"What… what're you doin', Mom?" Terry gasped.
"I'm just stiffening your dick for you, Terry. I want it hard when it goes in my cunt, darling. Are you ready?" Sheila smiled, her hand making wet slurping sounds as it ran up and down over her son's cock.
"Oh shit! I'm ready, Mom!" the boy rasped, his nuts tight in their wrinkled sac.
Sheila threw her legs over her son's naked body and crouched down over his cock. She could almost feel the intense heat of his cock-head against the lips of her twat as she poised her dripping pussy an inch or two above his prick. Slowly, she lowered her juicy cunt toward the boy's rock-hard cock, trying to hold her breath, trying to control her excitement.
Sheila gasped when she felt the hard head of Terry's cock pressing between the rosy lips of her twat. She felt the head of her son's prick slipping between the juicy lips of her seething pussy, felt it moving against her secret flesh as she sat on his belly.
She was filled with the most depraved feelings imaginable when she sat on her son's erection. The horny mother looked down at her son's handsome boyish face and gyrated her cunt against the swollen length of his cock. She felt his hard body moving beneath her, writhing in ecstasy as she stimulated his prick.
Terry closed his eyes and abandoned himself to the mind-bending sensations his mother stimulated in his cock and halls. He thought his nuts would blast their wad between her legs at any second, the tension she inspired was so intense. He arched his back, forcing his rigid prick into the wet folds of his mother's snatch. He heard her moaning softly and looked up at her as she wriggled her full womanly ass against him. The wicked smile on her wanton face made his heart skip a beat.
Sheila licked her wet lips when the bulging head of his rock-hard prick pushed into her slippery cunt. Encouraged by the hungry look of depravity and lust on his mother's face, Terry bucked his lean young ass and rammed his burning cock into her sucking twat.
Sheila cried out when her son's hard shaft jabbed into her. She felt her responsive cunt muscles tighten around her boy's impaling prick, felt the elastic walls of her inner sex grasping the boy's hard cock, felt the enormous length of his thick prick thrusting into her wet sex.
She began moving up and down on her sixteen-year-old son's tightly-swollen organ, began working her twat against the super-sensitive flesh of his rod. Her wet pussy responded to the friction of her son's cock against her clit by twitching and tingling with a life of its own. She felt her lusty twat sucking her son's dick into her with a hot frenzy born of her insatiable hunger for young meat.
"Fuck me, Terry! Fuck the shit out of me, son! Make me come! Make your mother flash, darling! I need you, lover! I've always needed you! Fuck me! Hard, Terry! Harder! You won't hurt me! Fuck your mother! Oh God! Pound it into me, son! Spread my cunt-lips! Fill my twat! You're making me so hot, so hot and horny! I can't stand it any longer! Fill me up with it! Come in me!"
Sheila bounced up and down on Terry's prick.
"What're you doin' to me, Mom! What're you doin'!?" Terry gasped, bucking his hard ass against her.
"I'm giving you the fuck of your life, Terry! That's what I'm doing to you! Don't you like it, darling? Don't you like your cock in your mother's pussy?" she hissed.
"Christ yeah, I like it! But I'm gonna come! Don't you understand, Mom? I'm really gonna shoot it into you!"
Terry was afraid to shoot his wad into his mother's cunt-hole.
"I want it! I want you to come in me! Don't you understand, lover? I want you to fill me with sperm! I've had it in my mouth and now I want it in my pussy! Now do it, Terry! Do it! Do you hear? Fill me with cum! Shoot it! Oh God! I… I… I'm coming too! I can feel it, Terry! Jesus! You're making me come! My own son is making me flash off! Ohhhhhh! Argghhhhhh!"
Terry reached up and grabbed his mother's jiggling tits, squeezing them hard, feeling her tit-peaks against his fingers. He could tell by the sudden stiffening of her lovely naked body that his mother really was flashing off in sexual ecstasy.
He watched her arch her back away from him, leaning backwards her cunt tightened around his meat. He felt his balls tensing between his striving legs, tensing for the mind-bending orgasm.
He kept bouncing up and down on the lounge chair, punching his hard cock into his mother's cunt with wild abandon, stopping only when his balls blew up and shot their wad into her.
Terry growled when his heavy load of semen squirted through the stiff shaft of his cock. A sudden rush of embarrassment passed through him for a second and was forgotten. He was actually shooting his wad into his mother's cunt! It was almost too much to believe! His sudden sense of shame was lost immediately in the wild rush of his ball-busting orgasm.
Sheila heard her son growling even in the maddening excitement of her own orgasm and knew that the time had come for him too. She felt his dick stiffening inside her until it was as rigid as an iron post. She felt him arch his back and raise both of them off the chair.
She felt a sudden explosion inside her, an explosion of squirting semen. Her cunt gushed, ran with rivers of twat juice. Her entire body seemed to run with rivers of sensation, a flood that was soon fed by the endless stream of fluid that her son pumped into her.
Sheila thought her son's seed would never stop spraying hard and hot against the sensitive inner walls of her sucking cunt. She felt her cunt being stretched by the bulging head of his thick prick, felt his heavy meat-stick jerking inside her tight wet pussy as he unloaded his cock juice into her.
She thought she could feel his enormous load of semen streaming out of her cunt and dribbling down her legs. She had never felt so fulfilled before, had never felt so close to anyone before. It was as if she had longed all her life for a union with her son.
The two horny fuckers remained in the same position on the lounge chair for several seconds after the boy's cock had stopped squirting and the woman's cunt had stopped flashing. Their bodies felt relaxed and quiet for the first time since their encounter began.
At length, Sheila bent down and pressed her son's lips with hers. She looked into his eyes and saw that he was not ashamed of the wild things they had done. Sheila could see too that he was not averse to more of the same. Her cunt stirred at the thought of the wild fucking she and her son could do now that their new relationship had been cemented.
The hot-assed woman stood up and felt the boy's still-hard prick pull from her tight wet cunt with an audible slurp. She fell to her knees and licked the juice-covered shaft of his cock from head to root. She felt his body shiver when she laved the super-sensitive underside of his prick.
"Did you enjoy yourself, darling?" Sheila smiled, her lips damp with the boy's thick rich sperm.
Terry shook his head affirmatively and flashed his boyish grin at her.
"I think we can have wonderful fun together, darling. Don't you agree?" Sheila smiled.
"We sure can!" Terry replied, reaching between his legs and grasping his sperm-covered prick, pointing it toward his mother.
Sheila bent toward her son's offered cock and plunged down on it, sucking the head of it for a few seconds.
"Would you like to lick my pussy now, darling?" Sheila asked before resuming her cocksucking.
"I sure would, Mom! Sounds great! I could eat you out all day!"
Sheila straddled her son's face again and let him lap at the sperm-covered lips of her cunt.
"I have a terribly wicked idea, darling," she offered. "Are you willing to do anything for me, lover? Anything in the world?"
Sheila knew perfectly well that she didn't have to ask.