Although Americans appear to the rest of the world as frank and open people, the truth is often the opposite when it comes to relating on a personal basis. This is particularly true regarding sexual matters.
The fact is, Americans are only now beginning to learn to discuss sex and sexuality with candor and usually that is within the limits of marital sex.
While no one is advocating sex as the main topic of conversation, and while sexual privacy is very important to most people, many adults harbor fears about themselves and their sexual behavior that could be erased if they were more aware of other people's behavior. Most of us have been brought up to be at least slightly ashamed of anything sexual, and it is frequently reassuring to discover that we are not different, naughty, or even perverted in our sex practices. In discussing sex with others, people find out how truly normal they are.
MOM'S HOT NATURE-a frank story of one young woman's approach to sexual honesty. A story with a lesson for us all.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Hearing her son cry out, Sandy reached across the narrow space between their sleeping bags. She caressed his bare shoulder until he calmed down.
The rain wasn't hard, and to her it was soothing on the canvas tent.
The storm had been unexpected, coming up shortly after they had entered the tent and climbed into their sleeping bags. The sky had been clear until around eight, then it had suddenly clouded up and covered the bright moon. There was no wind, but flashes of lightning lit up the sky, and distant thunder crashed fearfully.
Joey cried out again in his sleep, and she stroked his shoulder again. The rolling thunder boomed in the distance, and the rain pelted down a bit harder. She wondered if she had rolled up the windows of the car. If not, that was too bad; there was no way she was going out in the storm to find out. She would be soaked before she got two steps from the tent.
It was late summer, and until now the days had been pleasant, warm but not cool. Even the rain wasn't cold now. The storm had been totally unexpected. They had been at the campsite for two days, both of them excited to be together in the open: the fresh air, the trees.
Joey loved the lake, and had caught two beautiful trout for their dinner. He had presented them to Sandy proudly, as a hunter from the distant past would do for his mate. She had rewarded him with a kiss, both of them blushing because her mouth had closed upon his. Sandy had not kissed her son's mouth intentionally; that was just the way it happened.
But that kiss had tingled for hours on her lips. She didn't want to feel desire for Joey, but it was there. All evening she had felt a tingling kind of excitement, her nipples pushing at the T-shirt, her cunt quivering inside her cut-off, faded old jeans.
Sandy found herself looking at her son more than ever before. He was so handsome, looking more like his father every day. She found herself wondering if Joey had felt a spark of desire, too. Her eyes strayed over his shorts when he wasn't looking at her. She wondered about his cock, his balls. He certainly had a nice ass-small and firm and tight. Sandy liked a nice ass on a guy. Sometimes a guy's ass was even more important to her than the size of his cock. She really didn't care how big or small a cock was, as long at the guy had nice balls, full of hot, creamy juice.
Come was important to Sandy.
There were other words for it, but Sandy preferred come-juice. When a guy came, he juiced. He juiced hot squirts, one after the other. She had heard of come freaks, but she hated the term. There was nothing freaky about enjoying come-juice.
She felt her son shiver against her hand. She turned on her side and adjusted his sleeping bag, but Joey still squirmed in his sleep. It wasn't hot, nor was it cool. She found as long as her hand was resting on his shoulder, he didn't whimper or cry out when the thunder cracked in the sky.
Sandy began to feel warm, though.
Warm in her tits and between her thighs. She wished she could sleep in the bag naked, as she did at home. She hated to wear pajamas, but sleeping in the same tent with her son she had no choice.
But Joey, who also hated pajamas, slept in his jockey shorts. She had watched him from the corner of her eye when he had undressed for bed. The flickering of the lantern created a harsh light in the tent, but without it she would not have been able to see him. Once he had snuggled into the sleeping bag, she had turned out the lantern and undressed in the darkness, getting into her pajamas, her panties on under them, but taking her bra off.
The touch of her son's bare shoulder excited her. She could feel her pussy getting puffy, her clit starting to bulge. Her nipples became sensitive, and she unbuttoned her pajama top, shoving the sleeping bag to her waist. That felt much better.
It was nice to lie in the tent, her tits exposed in the darkness, listening to rain patter on the canvas. Even the thunder sounded good to her, and the crackle of the lightning seemed to have an erotic sound to it.
Still leaving her hand on her son's shoulder, she began to caress her full, firm tits softly, feeling her nipples strain and tingle more as her fingers ran over them lightly.
The house Sandy had grown up in was old, and every time the thunder sounded, the house seemed to quiver as though alive. She had pulled her blankets over her head, trying not to hear the storm, afraid, trembling in bed. She had cried out with each explosive clap of thunder, balling her body tightly, one fist pressed against her mouth.
Her mother had come to quiet her, climbing into bed alongside Sandy, cuddling her into her warm tits and caressing her to make the fear go away. Sandy had been younger than her own son then. When her mother's soothing hand had stroked her back, sliding her nightgown up, she had thought nothing about it.
She had not thought about it when her mother's hand cupped the cheeks of her ass and fit one of her nipples into Sandy's mouth. Sandy had sucked at her mother's nipple, taking comfort in it. And the more she sucked, the more her mother's hand had fondled and felt her little pantied ass and thighs. It pleased Sandy to hear her mother moan softly with pleasure as her wet tongue licked, her mouth sucking at the rigid nipple.
Her arms were wrapped around her mother, hugging tightly as she buried her young face into her warm, comforting tits. She felt excitement when her mother had pushed her hand into her panties and fondled her naked ass. She had felt the tingling of her cunt for the first time, and liked it.
At first she was afraid she was about to pee in bed. It felt almost like that. But the feeling was so good, she didn't care. After a while, without saying anything, her mother had rolled Sandy onto her back and pulled her gown to her waist. Her hand rested on the crotch of Sandy's panties for a long, breathless time, and Sandy felt as if she was going to pee on her mother's hand.
Then her mother began to whisper her name over and over.
"Sandy . . . Sandy ... oh, Sandy ..."
And her hand moved, rubbing up and down. Sandy had opened her thighs, writhing her little ass on the bed, pushing up at her mother's hand. The more the hand rubbed, the more she felt as if she was going to pee. She whimpered when her mother pushed her hand into her panties, sliding her fingers into the elastic at her waist. When her mother's fingers touched very lightly at her tiny clit, Sandy had swallowed a squeal, afraid the sound would stop that wonderful, hot feeling down there.
It felt strange to have someone touch her pussy, rubbing lightly at her bulging clit. She had never felt it get so hard before. While her mother whispered her name over and over, Sandy squirmed and returned the pressure of her mother's fingers with her pussy. When her mother slowly and carefully pushed a finger into her pussy it hurt, but only for a second. Then the pain went away, and the feeling was the best Sandy had ever experienced.
Her mother worked her finger in and out slowly, at first, murmuring her name over and over. Sandy had lifted her hips, straining her legs wide open, whimpering with sensation. As the feeling that she was going to pee in bed grew, her mother had worked her finger faster, sliding it in and out of Sandy's pussy with quick, short thrusts. Sandy had wiggled and squirmed, twisting her little hips with mindless ecstasy, crying out softly, clutching the sheets of her bed with both hands.
Suddenly everything seemed to explode at once.
Sandy had cried out as the convulsions burned through her cunt, not understanding what it was, but knowing it was fantastic. She had come over and over, many times, as her mother's finger raced in and out of her contracting cunt.
It was over much too fast for Sandy.
She hardly noticed when her mother left her room. She no longer felt afraid of the storm. Her little body relaxed and she slept through the night without waking once.
A loud crack lit up the sky, sending shadows through the tent.
Joey cried out in his sleep and his body jerked.
Sandy rubbed up and down his back, sliding her hand over his shoulders and down his spine. She felt the waistband of his jockey shorts, and quickly drew her hand back up.
"Hush, honey," she said. "It's okay, Joey. Mother is here. There's nothing to be afraid of. Go to sleep, darling."
As he quieted, Sandy caressed her tits, sliding her hand from one to the other, her nipples very tight. She twisted them gently and lifted her hand on her son's back as he turned over. She pulled her sleeping bag up over her tits until his breathing was deep again. She stroked his bare chest, feeling the stiffness of his nipples. Her pussy began to get puffy. She was getting very wet, too. She could feel her panties getting wet with her cunt-juices.
The thunder came loud, as if it was inside the tent with them.
Joey yelled, sitting upright with fear.
"Joey! It's okay! It's only the thunder. Don't be afraid, honey."
"Mom?" he asked, turning his head toward her in the darkness. "Will the tent blow away?"
"There's no wind, baby," she said soothingly, her hand resting on his thigh. "It's only a summer storm. It won't last much longer. Lie back and sleep."
"I can't sleep with this, Mom," he said, and cried out as lightning lit up the sky, illuminating the inside of the tent very briefly.
Sandy grabbed at her sleeping bag, but she was not fast enough. Her son had caught a peek of her naked tits.
"What did you do with your pajamas, Mom?" Joey asked.
"I still have them on," she said. "Now, lie down and try to get back to sleep."
"I can't," he said, but lay back anyway.
After making a sudden decision, Sandy crawled from her sleeping bag and scooted to her son, reaching out alongside him. She ran her arm under his head and pulled it onto her shoulder. She felt his breath on her naked tit and hugged him, offering her nipple to his mouth. Joey, at first, hung back, but as she rubbed her nipple over his lips, he parted them and gave a tentative suck.
"It's okay, honey," she said. "Suck on it and calm down. You'll be asleep in no time."
Joey began to pull on her nipple with his lips, his arm resting lightly on her waist.
Sandy closed her eyes, letting the delicious feelings flow through her. The tug on her tit felt very good to her, and she hugged her son's face closer, her hand stroking his back. The wet sounds her son made as he sucked her tit seemed to soften the crack of thunder. His body trembled, but he was getting quieter. Her hand was on his ass before she knew it, resting on one cheek, feeling it through his jockey shorts. She felt his ass bunching, and then Joey was pressing his hips at hers. Sandy found herself breathless as his cock grew into hardness, pressing at her stomach, throbbing and hot. She almost came.
Joey moaned, taking her tit deep into his mouth, pressing his swollen cock firmly at her lower stomach.
"Joey!" Sandy whispered, pulling her tit out of his mouth. Joey tried to grab it again, but she pushed him onto his back. "Joey, relax! Please relax, darling!"
Her hand moved to his chest, caressing, then slid downward, to feel the shaking of his stomach. When her fingertip touched the elastic of his shorts, she paused, taking a deep breath. History was repeating itself, she thought, half frantic.
She had started to pull her hand away when thunder cracked loud enough to shake the tent and ground. Joey almost jumped out of his sleeping bag.
"Shhhh," she said, her lips close to his ear.
She moved her hand downward, sliding it lightly across his hard cock and balls to his thigh. She felt him trembling and kissed his cheek, drawing her hand up and cupping his balls inside his shorts. Joey stopped breathing, and then he gasped as his mother gave his balls a gentle squeeze.
"I'll help you, baby," she whispered. "Mother will show you there's nothing to be afraid of."
She drew her hand from his balls, rubbing her palm along the hardness of his cock. She felt the ridge of the head, then slowly slipped her hand into his shorts. She closed her fist around her son's rigid cock and began to slowly stroke up and down, sliding her fingers. Joey didn't seem to hear the thunder now. He was breathing hard, squirming his ass, lifting his hips to her hand.
Sandy squeezed his cock, feeling it respond with hot throbs. She pushed her fist down hard, then drew it upward until the smooth cock-head filled her hand. She ran her hand back down, then up. Joey cried out, but it was not in fear now. Sandy jacked his prick inside his shorts, running her hot, moist lips over his face. Then she licked his flesh, darting her tongue into his ear quickly. Her fist pumped a little faster, and Joey was humping his hips up and down, fucking at her fist.
Sandy said nothing when her son clutched one of her naked tits, his fingers squeezing. She pounded on his cock, the elastic of his shorts resting against her wrist.
The feel of his cock excited her, made her cunt pucker and drip with slippery juices. She pressed her pussy against his hip as she jerked on his cock, and began to rub, to press, against him. She lifted one leg and draped it over his upper thighs, wiggling her cunt against him, her lips kissing, tongue darting. She ran her thumb over the head of his cock and felt wetness on his piss-hole. The wetness excited her.
Joey didn't speak, and he only breathed in gasps. His body trembled and he lifted his hips upward. He shoved the top of his sleeping bag to his knees and tried to see his mother's hand inside his shorts, but it was too dark. He arched and squeezed her tit, soft cries of pleasure coming from him.
"Let mother make it better!" Sandy whispered hotly into his ear. "Mother will make it better, darling! Mother knows what to do for you!"
Joey turned his face toward her and their lips met. Sandy parted her lips slightly and sucked at her son's mouth, her hand moving faster on his cock. She touched his teeth with her tongue, and when Joey spread his lips, darted it deeply into his mouth.
Joey moaned and squeezed her tit so hard that Sandy cried out into his mouth. She gripped his cock as tightly as she could, running her fist up and down. Feverishly pressing her cunt at his hip, she shot her hand down to his balls, cupping them, feeling the fullness and the heat.
With a soft cry, she grabbed his cock again and jacked him in a frenzy. His shorts restrained her, but she didn't want to take the time to push them down. Joey's cock was throbbing with more power than before, and Sandy wanted to see if he would come.
In his excitement, Joey thrust his tongue past his mother's, deep into her open mouth. Sandy sobbed against him and started pounding her cunt at his hip almost violently, sucking hard on his darting tongue. When her son rammed his cock up and down, she held her fist still, letting him fuck at it. She held his cock tightly, her palm slippery with his seeping fuck-fluids.
"Do it, Joey!" she hissed, drawing her mouth off his tongue. "It's okay, darling! Do it!"
She began to jack him hard and fast, fucking her cunt at his hip. She squirmed and moaned, then cried out as her cunt convulsed in orgasm.
Immediately after her spasms started, Joey gave a cry and squirted hot come out of his cock, covering her jerking fist and filling his shorts. Sandy breathed with hot gasps, pounding up and down on his spraying cock as fast as she could, making her son come.
After he finished, she clung to his cock, feeling it soften. Her hand was coated with his come-juice and his shorts were a mess, but that didn't matter. Sandy had her answer; her son could come, and he came a lot.
She felt Joey relaxing against her and she relaxed the pressure of her cunt on his hip. She pulled him against her naked tits, fitting a nipple into his mouth once more.
"Sleep baby," she said, cupping his cock and balls inside his shorts, enjoying the wetness of his juices on her hand. "Go to sleep now, darling."
As her son drifted into a calm sleep, the storm began to slow. The soft patter of the rain continued on the canvas tent, and Sandy remembered her second time-another storm, a violent, raging one.
CHAPTER TWO
Sandy had been young, her brother even younger.
When her mother had come to her the night of the storm and soothed her with a finger, Sandy had wanted more. But her mother never again came to her room, even during storms. But after that, storms no longer bothered Sandy. She found them enjoyable, as long as she was warm and comfortable and dry.
The night of the violent storm, she had been awakened by the frightened cries of her younger brother. She had lain awake, wondering if her mother would go to him and soothe his fears away as she had Sandy's.
But there was nobody else in the house. Her parents had gone away for the night. There was nobody to soothe her brother's fears. No one, except Sandy.
In her flannel nightgown, she slipped into her brother's room and climbed into bed with him. She cuddled him and caressed him, whispering softly that there was nothing to be afraid of. She had opened her nightgown and pushed one of her little pink nipples into his mouth, and just as she had done, her brother sucked at it, taking comfort from her.
While her brother sucked her tit, Sandy had stroked him as her mother had stroked her. She had felt her brother's cock grow hard against her body, and her brother said nothing when she ran her hand into his pajamas and caressed it. She was doing for her brother what her mother had done for her.
While her brother sucked her tit, she stroked his cock and balls. She enjoyed the feel of his cock, the hard heat of it. She stroked him with instinctive movements, without knowing that she was jacking him off in a way that felt very good to him.
Sandy had never felt a cock before, and she found it wonderful, a thing to enjoy. Her little cunt had become juicy inside her panties, and she wanted her brother to touch her there, to feel her cunt and play with it as she played with his cock.
But her brother didn't do anything but suck her tit. She pushed her tit hard into his mouth, trying to shove all of it into the wet heat. Her brother had wrapped an arm around her, mouthing her tit wetly and noisily while she jacked on his prick.
Sandy was disappointed when her brother went to sleep with her tit in his mouth and his cock in her hand.
After her brother was sleeping peacefully, Sandy returned to her own room and, for the first time since her mother had done it for her, played with her cunt.
She removed all her clothing, lay on top of her sheets, legs parted, and explored her pussy, experimenting with what felt best. She couldn't decide if touching her clit felt best or if it was better when she pushed her ringers into her cunt. Both were beautiful, she decided. She ran her ringer in and out of her cunt while rubbing and smashing at her clit with her other hand.
She had come fast, then brought herself to another orgasm.
From then on, each night Sandy fucked herself to orgasm, using her fingers wildly. She twisted and thrashed in bed, causing her sheets and blankets to tangle up around her. The only thing she didn't like about her nightly finger-fucking was being so quiet. She wanted to scream and shout when she came, but it would wake up the entire household, she knew.
The next time she went to her brother's room, there was no storm.
It had happened a few weeks later, and she had fucked herself with her fingers vigorously, bringing herself to some nice orgasms, but wanting more, stronger orgasms. She wanted something a little larger in her cunt than her fingers.
She made sure her parents were sound asleep, then snuck into her brother's bedroom, locking his door behind her. She was in bed with him and snuggled closely to him before he woke up.
"Shhh," she warned him, sliding her hand into his pajamas and gripping his cock. "We've got to be quiet!"
She felt around his cock and balls, making him get very hard in her hand. Once she had his cock hard, she turned on his bedside light and pulled his pajamas down. His cock fascinated her, and she sat next to him and gazed at it for a long time, watching it jerk and stick up straight. He didn't have any hair on his cock or balls, and she had a nice soft bush already on her cunt.
"It's beautiful, Sammy!" she whispered, taking his cock in her hand again and pumping on it. "Do you like it when I play with it?"
Her brother had breathed out his reply, and Sandy held his balls in one hand, jacking his cock with the other. She didn't know where the thought came from, but she lowered her face and kissed his prick, feeling slippery wetness on his piss-hole. She touched the tip of her tongue to the little piss-slit and tasted him.
"You're hot!" Sandy whispered against his cock. "I wonder what it would taste like."
Before her brother could answer, Sandy had closed her lips over the head of his cock. She didn't know about sucking, but slipped her mouth down until it was full of his hard, throbbing cock. She felt the cock-head at her throat, but she didn't choke. The hot hardness between her lips and on her tongue excited her very much. The taste of the juices seeping from the small slit thrilled her. She lifted her mouth, and with her eyes almost crossed, looking at his cock closely, she jacked him. Her brother began to twist about, beating on the bed with his fists, moaning louder and louder.
"Shhhh!" she whispered. "If you don't be quiet, I'm gonna go back to my room, Sammy!"
Her brother promised to be as quiet as he could. She smiled softly and leaned over his cock again. The smooth cock-head tickled her lips nicely as she closed them around it. It throbbed between her lips and tongue as she moved her mouth down. She cradled his balls in her hand, and slowly began to suck on his cock. Her hot lips moved up and down, tight and then loose, her tongue tasting and licking. Her cunt bubbled with a heat she had not felt with her fingers. She bunched her ass tightly as she sucked his cock, trying to create pressure on her cunt.
What she was doing was very wicked, but the wickedness of it was almost as exciting as doing it.
Sammy began to squirm beneath her face, and Sandy slipped her other hand under his ass, clutching his asscheeks, not to make him be still, but wanting her hands, both of them, on him. The more she sucked, the more he squirmed and moaned. His sounds of pleasure pleased Sandy. She was making her brother feel good, and that was important to her. His cock became very hard, very rigid in her mouth. She was fascinated by the extreme hardness. The harder it became, the hotter it seemed.
Her lips stretched deliciously, her mouth filling with her brother's cock. She could pull it all in, her lips pressing against the base, the head not quite in her throat, and it was comfortable and exciting and enjoyable. Tremors of the most delightful feelings kept going through her body. Soon, she was moaning as softly as her brother, and the speed of her mouth increased. She began to make soft, wet sounds as she sucked.
Sammy was arching upward, one of his hands on the back of her head. She didn't mind at all when he pushed her head down onto his cock, as long as he relaxed the pressure so she could drag her lips and tongue back up to the cock-head. She found his piss-hole very wet, which was a surprise. The more her tongue licked that wetness off, the wetter it became. She was curious about that. Surely her brother wasn't dribbling pee into her mouth. He wouldn't do that, not when she was making him feel so good. She decided he wasn't peeing; the liquid was slippery, and pee wasn't. There didn't seem to be any taste to it, so she swirled her tongue about his piss-hole every time she lifted her mouth.
When Sammy began to grunt, she worried their parents would hear. She squeezed at his ass to make him be quiet, but it didn't work. He was breathing very loudly, and pressing more and more at the back of her head. His ass began to twist. His moans seemed very loud to her. If he didn't quiet down, they would be caught, she thought.
Then, unexpectedly, a hot spurt of thick come-juice came out of her brother's cock. Sandy didn't know what it was or what to do about it. She froze in position, her lips around the head of his cock, the come splashing across her tongue and into her throat. The taste was not unpleasant. She couldn't properly describe the taste, but it burned as she swallowed it. She swallowed out of instinct when her mouth filled, to prevent herself from choking. Still, some of his come dripped from her lips and down the side of his cock to his balls.
Sandy held his prick between her lips, wondering what had happened, but feeling good about it.
When she lifted her face, Sammy was relaxed and breathing gently.
Still holding her son's cock and balls inside his shorts as she lay beside him, the storm raging about their tent, Sandy smiled into the darkness as she recalled the things she had done with her young brother.
Even then she had been very naive about sexual matters, which was unusual for a girl of that age, with such steaming desires. She knew something wonderful had happened for her brother that night, but she didn't understand it. She had no idea a boy would spurt juice that way. After she had returned to her own room, she ran her tongue over her lips, finding them slightly puffy. The taste of her brother stayed in her mouth, and she found it very enjoyable.
A night later she returned to her brother's bedroom sometime after midnight. She had finally figured it out. Her brother had come, but in a different way from her. A boy, she had decided, squirted hot juices when he came, but a girl went into delicious contractions between her thighs. She wondered if it felt the same to a boy as a girl, but there wasn't any way she could find out.
After creeping into bed with Sammy, her hand moved into his pajamas right away, waking him. This time he was quiet as she fondled his cock and balls. He accepted her hard tit into his mouth as eagerly as it was offered, and Sandy purred as she worked his cock into hardness.
"Sammy!" she had whispered. "Do you know what I did last night?"
Sammy nodded his head, not releasing her tit.
"What did I do?" Sandy asked. "Was it wrong?"
"No," he mumbled, slipping his hand up her nightgown, sliding it along her slender thigh to her panties.
She pushed herself against him when his fingers moved between her thighs, rubbing along her crotch. She let out a soft cry of pleasure when he pressed at her cunt. His cock was stiff and hot in her hand.
"Wanna do it different this time?" Sandy asked.
Sammy pulled away from her tit. "You didn't like it that way?"
"I-wanna try it different!" she whispered. "I think you're supposed to go inside me! Down there! I don't think I'm supposed to let you do it in my mouth!"
"It can go either place, Sandy."
"How do you know that?"
"They say girls like to have it either place. Some girls like to give a guy a blow-job, and some want it inside them, down there."
"Blow-job!" Sandy whispered the word. It had an alien sound on her tongue and lips, but somehow it excited her. "Is that what I did last night, give you a blow-job?"
Sammy worked his hand into her panties, feeling the soft curls of her cunt-hair. When the tip of one finger moved over her distended clit, Sandy moaned and her hips jerked.
"Hey, you wanna make me come that way?" she asked.
"Come?"
Then it was Sandy's turn to share information with him.
"I think a boy squirts stuff out when he comes."
Sammy had giggled and slipped a finger into his sister's cunt, finding it very wet and hot. Sandy wiggled on his finger.
She let him feel and touch for awhile, then she sat up on his bed, lifting her gown over her head. It was dark in his room, and he couldn't really see much. Lifting her ass, she slipped her panties off.
"Sammy, let's see if we can put it in me down there!" she whispered, lifting a leg and straddling his thighs. "I know that's where it's supposed to go."
She scooted up, her legs parted, until her crotch was above his cock.
"Hold it, and I'll sit down on it."
Sandy slipped her cunt over the head of her brother's cock slowly and gingerly, not knowing what to expect. She held her breath and began to shake as her cunt spread around her brother's cock. Moving down slowly, she felt her pussy open for his cock.
"Is it all in?" Sammy had asked when he felt his sister's tight little ass against his cock.
"It sure feels like it," she said.
Sandy sat on top of her brother for a long time, her cunt full of his hard cock. She felt a quivering of her cunt-lips, a squeezing sort of movement, and her clit expanded until it felt as big as his cock.
"Now what?" Sammy asked.
"I think I'm supposed to move like my mouth last night," Sandy said, her voice strangely thick. "Be still and let me try it."
She lifted her ass, feeling his cock slide along the satiny tissues of her young, tender cunt.
She moved up and down slowly, feeling the ecstasy swell inside her body.
"Ohhh, Sammy, this has to be the way we do it!" she cried out, and began to swing her fine ass around, trying different movements, but with her cunt going up and down his stiff cock. "Ahhh, this has to be the way!"
Within moments, Sandy was fucking up and down her brother's cock swiftly. She was flooded with the most delicious, fascinating sensations ever. It was better than her mother's finger, and as good as his cock in her mouth. She began to make soft wet sounds as her cunt lifted and lowered on his cock. She gasped and cried out with little sounds of ecstasy, her young tits straining out, her pink nipples as hard as his cock. She felt his pajamas on her thighs, and even the slightly rough scraping on her flesh felt good.
Sammy's young body was stiff, his cock being drawn into his sister's cunt in a way that made him groan and clutch the sheets. He wished he could see his cock in her cunt.
Sandy wasn't thinking about watching. Her eyes were closed and her young, lovely face was twisted with rapture. She bounced up and down her brother's cock happily, squirming her hot little ass in an effort to get it deeper, as deep as she could. Her cunt burned and her clit throbbed. She felt an orgasm growing hotly in the pit of her stomach, making her pussy grip his cock with little spasms.
"Oooh, Sammy!" she gasped. "Ooooohhhh, this is good! I think I'm gonna come, Sammy! Ahhh, I think I'm really gonna come!"
Sandy became very stiff for an instant, then tremors shot through her body, hard tremors. She pressed knuckles into her mouth to choke off screams of rapture, her cunt working and pulling at her brother's cock like it never had on her fingers.
She came so hard and strong that she failed to feel her brother pushing his cock up into her convulsing cunt as hard as he could. When he came, the rapid squirts of come were like spurts of fire into her pussy. The second gush of his come-juice sent her pussy into another orgasm just as her first was receding.
Sandy had never come twice in a row. Her fingers had never given her such pleasure. She felt as if her naked young body was exploding, everything coming apart between her thighs. She rocked her hot little ass back and forth, Sammy's cock spewing jizz into her cunt.
When the spasms ended, she slumped on top of her brother. She didn't fall across his body, but sat back with his cock buried in her cunt, her head and shoulders hanging down. She breathed hard and hot, trembling and glowing from the force of their orgasms.
Sammy, who had dug his fingers hard into her thighs when he came, panted while his palms rested on her upper legs. Sandy could feel his come seeping from her pussy as she sat there, feeling her cunt relax as his cock went limp inside it.
"I think we did it right, Sammy!" she whispered, still awed by the force of her orgasm.
"Me, too, Sandy!" Sammy giggled.
For the next three years, they would sneak into each other's room after midnight and fuck wildly. They explored and learned about their bodies, trying whatever came to mind. Their involvement lasted until Sandy had married.
CHAPTER THREE
Joey slept peacefully at her side for the rest of the night. Sandy dozed off and on. She wasn't at all sleepy, and the storm excited her. Holding her son's cock and balls, with her hand inside his shorts, sticky fuck-juices covering it, she kept his face cuddled close to her tit. Her son's warm breath on her tit as he slept kept her in a state of excitement.
She heard the storm lose its force, then listened to the gentle patter of rain on the tent.
Before morning, even that was gone.
Then she went to sleep, still holding her son's cock and balls inside his shorts.
When she woke up, heat was gathering inside the tent and it was obviously the middle of the morning. She stretched her arms above her head. Then she opened her eyes.
Joey was watching her. He sat cross-legged, and at his knee was a steaming cup of coffee. Sandy smiled, then became aware of her naked tits. Her pajama top was still open, spread away from her tits. That was where her son was staring.
Without haste she pulled her pajama top over her tits. She didn't blush or feel embarrassed. Her pajama bottoms had slipped down, along with her panties. She looked down her body and saw the thick triangle of her pussy-hair, her pajama bottoms and panties stretched above her knee.
She looked at her son and saw his hot interest.
"I made coffee, Mom," he said softly, handing the cup to her.
Sandy lifted on her elbow to sip at the coffee, leaving her panties and pajamas where they were. She knew what had happened. Joey had found her hand inside his shorts, and therefore decided to have himself a peek at her while she slept. She gazed at him as she sipped the coffee, and watched his eyes move over her body.
"Mmmm, this coffee is delicious," she said, and managed to work one foot out of her pajamas and panties. It seemed the most natural thing in the world to do.
Joey was silent while she finished the coffee, his eyes taking in her long, satiny thighs and lush pussy-hair. Handing her son the empty cup, Sandy turned toward him as she sat up keeping her thighs together. The top of her pajamas opened to reveal her tits, and she left it that way.
"Honey, you've got to let me get dressed," she said softly.
"Mom, you beat me off last night," Joey said.
Sandy giggled. She placed her fingers on her lips as her eyes twinkled at her son. "You were afraid of the storm, Joey. I had to calm you down."
She saw that he was wearing a pair of old cutoff jeans and nothing else.
When Joey said nothing to her, she asked: "Is the storm over?"
Joey nodded.
"The sun is nice and everything is so fresh now, Mom. Some of the campers left, though. There's only four or five with tents still here."
"I've got to get dressed, Joey."
"Go ahead, Mom."
"But, Joey-you have to go out."
"Why?" he asked.
That was a good question, Sandy thought. He had slipped her pajamas and panties down as she slept. He'd seen her tits and cunt already. She had jacked him off during the storm. What more did she have to conceal from him?
While trying to keep calm, she removed her pajama top, then the bottoms and her panties. Without standing up in the low tent, she stretched toward her bag at the foot of the sleeping bags. She felt her son's eyes move along her slender body, seeing the sway of her firm tits, the arch of her back, the curve of her shapely, naked ass and long legs. She pulled a fresh pair of panties from the bag, and facing her son, pulled them up her legs, then lifted her ass to adjust them, still keeping her legs together, spreading them only enough to fit the crotch to her cunt. Then she pulled on a white T-shirt and a pair of faded old jeans.
By the time she finished dressing, her son had a hard-on inside his cutoffs. She darted her hand toward it and pinched the head of his cock through his shorts. It was a soft pinch, but Joey's body jerked.
"That's a nice one, baby!" she whispered, and stood up.
Although Sandy was not unusually tall, her head almost brushed the top of the tent. Her nipples pressed against the full T-shirt, slightly darker circles against the white material. She pulled at the bottom of the T-shirt, making it tighten over her tits.
"You like those?" she asked, shaking her shoulders to make her tits sway.
Joey licked his lips and looked into her face. His eyes were hot.
He nodded.
"Come on," she said, pulling at his hand. "I think you're horny, and it's time for breakfast!"
Joey followed his mother from the tent, his eyes staring at the tight fit of her cutoff jeans. Her curvy ass looked good to him.
Sandy knew her son was watching her as she lit the stove, getting things ready for breakfast. Jacking Joey off during the storm to calm him seemed to have been the most natural thing for her to do. Her mother had calmed her that way and she had calmed her younger brother that way, but with her brother she had gone much, much farther.
Looking at her son, she was struck by how much he resembled her brother. Perhaps it was Joey's age. He was not much older than Sammy when she had gone to his room during the storm. Joey sat in a canvas camp chair, his knees parted, watching her ass and legs as she prepared their breakfast.
Very deliberately, Sandy bunched her ass, then flexed the cheeks a number of times, watching her son's expression. His cock was still hard inside his cutoffs, pressing against the material.
She looked around the campground. Most of the campers had gone during the storm, but there were a few tents still there. The nearest was about forty yards away, and she watched a young man and woman eating their breakfast, sitting close together.
"Honey," she said softly. "If you're not careful, you're going to make a mess in your shorts."
"Like last night, huh, Mom?"
"Yes, like last night."
She handed him his plate, took her own, and sat in a canvas chair facing him. While they ate, her eyes kept lowering to his hard cock, watching it throb visibly inside his cutoffs. Her cunt was responding, the hair-lined cunt-lips getting puffy and swollen, her clit tingling. Her nipples stiffened and pushed at her T-shirt.
While he ate, Joey's eyes roamed up and down his mother's body, from her straining tits to her thighs, lingering at the crotch of her shorts. Sandy knew her son wanted to see more of her, to perhaps touch and play with her body. She realized she would enjoy it, too.
She let her knees part a little, and put her empty plate on the ground next to her chair. She lifted her arms above her head and stretched again, pushing her feet and legs straight out.
"Everything is so fresh after the storm," Sandy said, and spread her feet far enough so that her son could see the tightness of her cutoffs against her cunt. She wished she had left her panties off. "I love the way things smell after a storm."
Joey stared fixedly at her crotch, seeing the edge of her panties but no more.
"Joey?" she asked hoarsely. "What are you staring at?"
"You, Mom," he said thickly, not pulling his eyes from her crotch.
Sandy had slumped in her chair, pushing her ass to the edge. She looked down at herself.
"Do you like what you see?" she asked in a low, soft voice.
Her son groaned.
Sandy slowly opened her legs, pushing them apart until they were spread widely. "Is this better?"
Joey gulped. He could see the edge of her panties past her tight crotch. He could also see the swell of one asscheek, just barely.
Sandy's cunt quivered and her tits jutted against her T-shirt. She ran her hands slowly along her thighs, her fingers sliding on the creamy inside flesh. She stopped when her fingers touched the crotch of her cutoffs, fingering the edge of the material.
"You have a hard-on, Joey," Sandy said in a throaty voice. "Like last night-you have a hard-on."
Joey didn't answer, but he ran his palm along the stiffness of his cock as his eyes devoured his mother's crotch.
Sandy ran a fingertip inside the crotch of her shorts.
"Honey, if you're not careful, you'll make a mess in your shorts."
"You said that, Mom," Joey said, his voice thick.
Sandy pulled at her cutoffs with her finger. They were very tight, but she managed to slip them a bit to one side. She brought her other hand between her thighs, and rubbed a fingertip against her exposed panties.
Joey watched, running his palm over his bulging cock. Sandy wanted him to say something to her, to say he wanted to touch her, to feel her tits and thighs and ass and cunt, to feel her all over. But Joey only breathed hard as he gazed with hot eyes at her.
Glancing at the nearest campers, Sandy saw that they had their backs to her. She grabbed the bottom of her T-shirt and quickly lifted it, showing her son her tits, then pulling it down just as quickly.
"Now you!" she whispered.
Joey looked at the young couple, then back at his mother. He pressed down on his cock, moaning at the feeling.
"Mom, they-might see, too," Joey said, his voice tight.
"No," she murmured, opening the waist of her shorts and pulling the zipper down. She spread them open, pushing the elastic of her bikini panties down, exposing the soft curls of her cunt to her son. "They won't see, Joey."
Joey didn't unbutton his cutoffs. He pulled the crotch away and his cock jutted from one leg. Sandy's breath caught in her throat as she stared at her son's cock. It was long and surprisingly thick. The prick-head was big and smooth, beautifully swollen. One of his young balls showed.
"Oh, my God!" Sandy moaned.
Joey glanced nervously at the couple again, then back at what his mother was showing him.
Sandy stood, holding her shorts in one hand and almost running for the opening of the tent.
"Come on, Joey!" she cried out as she entered the tent. "Hurry, baby!"
When her son entered the tent, Sandy was jerking her T-shirt over her head.
"Close the flap," she said, tossing the T-shirt away, her hands pushing at her cutoffs. "Close the damn flap!"
For a moment Joey stood and stared, his cock still protruding from the crotch of his shorts. He watched his mother kick her shorts away, and wearing her panties, lay down on her back across her sleeping bag. Sandy looked up at her son with smoldering, slitted eyes, one hand pressed at her cunt, feeling the wetness of her panties.
"Close the damn flap!" she hissed again, her other hand darting up to grab at his cock. "Hurry, if you want to see me!"
When her hand closed around his cock Joey groaned, wondering if he was going to come immediately. When he turned to close the tent flap, Sandy clung to his cock as if it would go away, her fingers tight. When Joey started to pull the zipper of the tent, she stopped him.
"Forget that!" she gasped, pulling at his cock. "We can't be seen now. Come here!"
She pulled her son down on top of her, her tits smashed against his bare chest. She pushed his hard cock between her thighs and against her pantied cunt. She hugged him tightly, pressing her cunt at his throbbing cock. Her lips smashed against his, and with a groan Joey wrapped his mother up in his arms and kissed her mouth greedily.
Sandy moved her crotch against him, her hand darting down his back to clutch his ass, feeling the asscheeks under his shorts. She pulled his hips down as tight as she could, her cunt pulsating as his cock pressed at the covered pussy-slit.
She writhed her hips, pumping up and down as if his cock was in her pussy already, crying out against his mouth. She was feverish with desire, trying to work her hands under his shorts at the legs.
"Take them off!" she hissed. "Take those fucking things off-now!"
Joey was startled by his mother's frenzy. He lifted from her, tugging at his shorts. Sandy spread her legs around him, watching with hungry eyes, rubbing at her cunt. Joey shoved his shorts down, and before he could shove them lower, Sandy jerked up, grabbing his shoulders and pulling him on top of her again. She jerked the crotch of her fragile panties to one side, her other hand holding his cock, pulling the smooth swollen cock-head to her cunt.
"Push!" she gasped, lifting her ass. "Push it in!"
Joey rammed his cock swiftly into his mother's cunt.
Sandy squealed as she felt Joey's prick penetrate her pussy. She shot her ass up, taking her son's cock deeply, her hands clutching his naked ass, lifting her legs and wrapping them around him. She humped her ass, churning and twisting, the tight, slippery lips of her cunt riding on her son's cock before Joey could catch her rhythm.
"Do it!" Sandy groaned in a husky voice. "Push it in, darling! Ohhh, Joey, fuck me!"
With his arms braced, Joey looked between their bodies and saw his mother's hairy cunt plunging up and down his cock. The fiery wetness was fantastic, and he could feel the soft, creamy flesh of her cunt suck and grip his prick. He saw the wetness on his cock all the way to his balls.
Each time Sandy drew her cunt up, she jerked his ass downward. She sobbed with the delicious feeling of her cunt being filled by her son's hard, throbbing cock. His balls banged on her pantied ass. She closed her thighs tightly around his, grinding in a frenzy on his prick.
"Fuck me!" Sandy gasped. "Come on, Joey, fuck me! Fuck me hard!"
"Oh, Mom!" Joey groaned, falling heavily on her tits. His hips began to pound up and down, meeting his mother's cunt with sloshy stabs.
Sandy gurgled as she fucked her cunt up and down, grinding her ass sideways. She drew her hands off his ass and brought them above her head, her body a frenzy of movement. She clutched the sleeping bag above her head with both hands, her head whipping from side to side, making low, throaty sounds of ecstasy. Her hips tossed and swung in every direction, taking the wild, excited thrusts of her son's beautifully hard cock into her cunt.
"Joey, Joey!" she whimpered. "Oh, baby! Yes, yes-harder, darling! Ahhh, it's wonderful, Joey! Ooooh, can you feel mother-so hot and wet there! Ohhhh, I can feel how hard you are!"
Joey lifted to look down again, watching his mother's cunt slap up and down his cock. He could see the pink cunt-slit clinging to his cock, the soft hair of her cunt on one side, her panties on the other. The base of his cock was frothy with her pussy-juices, matting the few curls of cock-hair he had.
"Mom, it's fantastic!" Joey groaned, pushing in and out in time with her wild motions. "Oh, Mom, you feel so good on me!"
"You feel so good in me!" she wailed, whipping her ass about. She released his hips by throwing her legs open, trying to get his cock into her cunt farther, wishing she could take her son all the way into her cunt. "Joey, you'll make me come, darling! Do you want to make mother come?"
Joey didn't answer. He increased the strength of his stabs, rushing his cock in and out. The prick-head slipped free of her pussy, but his downward thrust sent it right back into her.
Sandy loved the power of his cock fucking into her, making her tits sway inside her T-shirt. In that moment, she didn't care if they were heard. It was much too delicious for her to care.
"Joey, I'm burning up!" she moaned. "Ohhh, God, you're-baby, I'm going to come!"
She slammed her cunt against her son so hard she lifted his ass in the air. She rammed her knuckles into her mouth and let out a muffled scream, her eyes closing. Her cunt grabbed with pulsating spasms at her son's cock, gripping and squeezing as she came. Joey stopped fucking into her, fascinated by what her cunt was doing to his cock. It seemed to him that her cunt was sucking his prick, trying to pull his balls up through his cock. With each contraction of her orgasm, Sandy sobbed. She brought her other hand to her mouth, trying to hold back the screams of ecstasy, her eyes opening and bulging, staring into her son's face while her hips thrashed and jerked. She came and came and came, in a never-ending series of orgasms. She pushed her pussy hard at the base of his cock, feeling his balls smash against her pantied ass.
"Ohhhh, my God!" Sandy groaned when her cunt calmed down. "Oh, Joey! It's never been that good before."
She stared into her son's face, feeling his cock jerk and pulsate with hardness inside her cunt. She ran her hands up his arms to his shoulders, then brought his mouth to hers, kissing him wetly. Sliding her tongue past his lips, she licked into his mouth, then began to squirm her hips again.
"Your turn!" she whispered. "My turn?"
"Yes, darling. It's your turn to come. I just came. Didn't you feel it?"
Joey nodded his head, a grin spreading over his face. "I sure did, Mom!"
"So now it's your turn to come!"
Sandy grinned lewdly, sliding her hands down his back to his naked ass again. She curled her fingers into the cheeks of his ass, twisting her hips, urging her son to fuck her again.
"Will you come again, Mom?"
"I don't know," she said. "But I came already, so it won't matter. You've got to come now, Joey."
She lifted her cunt to him, drawing her feet back and holding her knees wide apart, giving her son total access to her cunt. When he began fucking into her again she whimpered, as the wonderful friction sent feverish pleasure through her once more.
She didn't know if she would come again, but that wasn't very important. What was important was that her son come, sending his wild, hot juice deeply into her cunt. She wanted it there, wanted it as badly as she had wanted the come of her brother. Feeling a cock squirt into her cunt gave Sandy an emotional high.
She whipped her ass up and down, grinding as her son fucked into her cunt, his face buried between her neck and shoulder, his breath searing her flesh. She clung to his bobbing ass with tight fingers, urging him to squirt his hot fuck-juice into her greedy cunt.
"Fuck that hot cunt, Joey!" she whispered into her son's ear. "Fuck my hot cunt with your hard cock, baby! Ooooh, my cunt loves a big, hard cock! Give me a lot of juice, Joey! Ohhh, yes, give mother's wet cunt a lot of hot come-juice!"
She stabbed into his ear with her tongue, licking wetly.
"Fuck me-fuck my cunt!" Sandy moaned. "Fill my pussy with hard cock! Ooooh, baby, my cunt could eat your delicious cock up!"
Joey grunted, lifting his head. His eyes bulged as he fucked his cock as deeply as he could into his mother's cunt.
"Are you ready?" Sandy asked. "Is your cock ready, Joey? Are you about to give mother's cunt a nice hot load of come-juice?"
Joey tried to reply, but it came out in a gurgling sound.
The eruption of his cock caused Sandy's eyes to close, her face glowing with ecstasy.
Sandy felt her son's cock squirt rapidly, and the lips of her pussy began to suck, to work on the base of his cock. She felt his balls, hot against her pantied ass, contract as they emptied. Each spurt of his creamy fuck-juice was felt by Sandy. It seemed that her son came for a long time, much longer than he had the night before.
CHAPTER FOUR
It was amazing to Sandy that she entered into her incestuous relationship with her son so easily.
She was surprised that Joey was so eager and willing. He was like her brother those many years ago, ready for her, grinning from ear to ear and wanting to be close to her at all times.
After she fucked Joey in the tent, they had put their shorts back on and, carrying towels, walked the short distance to the narrow stream that ran through the campgrounds. There were showers, but Sandy wanted to wash in the stream.
Joey held her hand as they walked, her hip brushing his. She held the back of his hand against her bare thigh, rubbing it lightly on her flesh. She felt wonderful, and sang softly as they walked through the woods. The bubbling of the stream came to them before they saw it.
A lovely little pool of calm water had been formed by rocks, and that was where Sandy decided they would bathe. She looked around to make sure they were secluded and stripped her T-shirt off. Her son stared hot-eyed at her flawless, firm tits. Sandy winked at him, caressing her tits and pushing them together, her nipples perky. With a soft giggle, she grabbed for the front of her son's shorts.
"Come on, baby," she said. "Those have to come off if you're going to wash up."
"Mom, I'm not gonna take my shorts off- not unless you do, too."
"Oh? Seeing my tits isn't enough?"
She was delighted by his reply.
"You see my cock, Mom-I see your cunt."
"Oh, it's my cunt now, is it?"
"I heard everything you said in the tent, Mom," he said, his cock starting to stiffen as she stroked it.
"You were supposed to," Sandy said, giving him a flirty look, her other hand playing with the buttons of her cutoffs. She pulled her hand from the front of his shorts, gazing meaningfully at the way his cock bulged. "Well, if that's the way it is ... "
She opened her shorts and scooted them down to her feet, standing in only her bikini panties.
"Those panties, too, Mom," Joey said.
"But you're-why should I go first?" she asked.
"Okay!" Joey laughed, and stepped out of his cutoffs.
"Ohhh, my!" Sandy groaned. "That is lovely, darling!"
She gazed at her son's cock. It was half-hard, his balls dangling. She found the scant curls of hair at the base exciting and erotic. She slipped her palm to his balls, cupping them.
"Take them off, Mom," Joey said, his voice shaky.
"You want me, your mother, to be naked?" she asked, squeezing his balls tenderly. "You bet!"
"But darling-this cock might get hard," she said softly, her fingers trailing over his prick. "Then what would we do? I mean, what would I have to do with it if it got hard?"
"Fuck it?" he suggested.
Sandy giggled. "Love to!"
She stripped her panties off, letting them flutter to the rocks. She slipped carefully into the small pool and found that the water came to her knees. But it was deep enough to wash in. Sandy bent her knees and splashed the cool water on her tits, squealing happily.
"Look what it does to my nipples!"
The cool water made her nipples pucker up with hardness. She pinched them lightly, twisting them as her son watched, his cock lifting visibly.
After the night storm, the sun was warm on their flesh. Birds sang in the trees, and small animals scurried about. But Sandy didn't hear or see any of it. She had eyes only for her son's jerking cock and young balls as she stood knee-deep in the stream. She trembled, but not from the cold. She was excited to be standing before her son naked, his cock hard and evidently ready for her.
She spread her legs, and squatted. She began to splash water between her thighs and over her cunt.
"Ooooh, that's cool!" she said. "I'd rather have it hot, but this is okay for now."
Joey watched his mother as she splashed water over her cunt, the thick curls matting to her flesh. The pink cunt-slit fascinated him.
Sandy understood her son's fascination. Her brother had had the same look on his face when he explored her body the first time. She stood upright, jutting her hips forward and using her fingers to open her cunt to her son's eyes. Her clit strained out in a knot.
"Like it?" she asked.
Joey nodded, gripping his cock tightly and wading into the water toward her.
"It's okay to play with that cock, baby," she said. "But don't you dare make it come, not yet!"
Laughing without embarrassment, Joey darted his hand to his mother's cunt. Sandy squealed and began to dance as he squeezed between her thighs.
"Ooooh, eager, aren't you?"
"I just wanted to feel it, Mom," he said.
"Then feel," she purred, arching her cunt to him, her legs parted with her knees bent slightly. "Have yourself a good feel of mother's cunt!"
Joey felt, rubbing at the soft, wet lips, discovering her clit, finally moving a finger into the wonderful wetness of her pussy.
Sandy writhed her naked ass while her son probed and felt her cunt, working his fingers into it. She clasped his rigid cock with a tight fist, squeezing, feeling it throb. She purred with pleasure when he rubbed at her bulging clit. Joey, while fingering his mother's cunt, cupped her tit and fondled it, stroking her hard nipple. Her fist jerked back and forth on his cock while he rammed his fingers up her cunt.
"I wanna see it closer," he said, bending his knees and squatting in front of his mother.
Sandy held her legs spread, knees bent, pushing her cunt forward. His pleasure at looking at her cunt delighted her. She spread her pussy wide with her fingers, and Joey pushed his face close, looking at the wet pink flesh and her straining clit. She giggled when he pushed very close and inhaled.
"Nice!" Joey gasped.
Playfully, and quite deliberately, Sandy pushed her cunt into her son's face. Joey, startled, jerked back and fell into the stream. Sandy laughed at his expression.
"Now you can say you've been slapped in the face with a cunt," she said.
"Why did you do that, Mom?" he asked, getting to his feet.
"You didn't like it?"
"I didn't expect it," he mumbled, wiping at his nose where her cunt had touched it.
"Okay, you can get back at me," she said, squatting in the stream. The stream was deep enough so that the cool water was on her ass and cunt. It felt good to her. She pushed her face toward his cock. "Come on, you can slap me in my face with your cock."
"Aw, Mom," he said, blushing. "I don't wanna do that, not to you."
"Why not?" she asked, holding his hips and looking up at him. "I've been slapped in the face with a cock before."
"You have? Who did it?"
"Never mind," Sandy said. "Come on, slap my face with your cock."
She twisted his hips, pushing her face close, making his cock work over each cheek. She moaned softly as it touched her face. She turned her face to make his cock strike one cheek, then the other. But after a few times, she began to hold him still and turn her head, feeling his cock slide across her lips. Joey stood and watched her, his blush gone. Each time the head of his cock made contact with her lips, his balls tingled.
"That's enough, Mom," he said, his voice thick.
"Mmmmm, not nearly enough," Sandy groaned, and stopped turning her head, the slit of his cock against her lips. She looked up into his eyes and kissed the tip of his cock. "We can do things with your cock besides slap me in my face, Joey."
Joey didn't say anything, but his heavy breathing increased. He looked around carefully.
"Oh, don't worry so much," she said. "No one can see us."
"What are you gonna do, Mom?"
"Not much!" Sandy whispered, her lips near the tip of his cock. "Just suck your cock a little, that's all."
"Aw, Mom," he stammered. "You don't have to do that."
"Honey, I know I don't have to do it-I want to do it."
Joey's body was trembling. She held his hips with her hands, moving her hot lips over the smooth head of his cock. He was starting to drip, and she brushed the wetness of his piss-hole over her closed lips. Then, as Joey gasped, she darted her tongue out and flicked it into his dripping piss-hole quickly.
"Mmmm, nice," she groaned, her eyes flashing up at him. "You taste very nice, darling."
Her lips closed over the swollen cock-head, and Joey watched with big eyes, his mouth gaping. Sandy kept her eyes turned up to his, watching his surprised pleasure as she slipped her mouth down on his cock. The hotness of it thrilled her, made her lips tingle. She sucked his cock deeply, the head at her throat. She moved her lips at the base, the few cock-hairs he had tickling them. She slipped a hand to his balls and rubbed them against her chin. Her other hand moved to his ass, cupping one asscheek as she worked her lips and tongue on his cock. Joey's legs shook and his eyes turned glassy.
Sandy drew her lips off his cock, nuzzling it, looking up. "If you're weak, you can hold my head or shoulders, darling. Why, you're shaking! You're not afraid, are you?"
"Oh, no," he said. "It feels good, Mom!"
"Okay." Sandy grinned wickedly. "You hold my head then, and I'll do it some more."
Nervously her son held her head and watched as her lips slid over his cock again. This time he pushed his prick forward as she moved her face. Sandy flashed her eyes to him, purring softly in her throat as the hot hardness of his prick filled her mouth.
Sandy loved to suck cock.
She had loved sucking a hard cock ever since the first time, with her brother. She was excited to feel the heat of a throbbing prick deep in her mouth, and the tingling way her lips stretched around it. But most of all, she loved to have a cock come inside her mouth. The hot squirts of thick, creamy come-juice running down her throat made it, at times, better than having it spew into her cunt.
It depended mostly on her mood, but she would suck cock anytime and enjoy it. She particularly loved to suck a cock that had never been sucked before. She liked to be the first. She had sucked her brother's cock first, and now she was sucking her son's cock first. No other mouth had ever tasted Joey's cock, and that delighted Sandy most of all.
She pushed and pulled her mouth on his cock, her eyes gazing up his body to watch his expression. In that way she could tell how well he liked what she was doing. When he gasped softly, it pleased her. When he moaned or groaned, she was delighted. His moans and groans meant that she was sucking in a way that felt very good to him.
"Mmmm!" Sandy moaned and sucked from his cock again. She still held his balls in one hand, his ass in the other. "Do you like that? Is mother's mouth hot and wet? Do you like this as much as putting it in my cunt?"
"Ohhh, yeah, Mom!" Joey gasped.
"Want to fuck my face, baby?" she asked, licking at his thigh and over his hip to his belly-button. "Want to fuck me in my mouth? Fuck my mouth like my pussy?"
Joey nodded, his eyes rolling.
"If I let you fuck me in my mouth, will you give me a nice, hot load of come, Joey?"
"Come in your mouth, Mom?"
"Ooooh, yes!"
"If you want it, I will."
"Oh, baby! I do want it! I want you to come in my mouth so much! I want to taste your come-juice-gobble it up-eat it up!"
Joey pushed his cock into her mouth and Sandy's eyes filmed over with ecstasy. She began to suck as he worked his cock back and forth, one of his hands on her shoulder, the other at the back of her head.
Sandy's lips burned with the sweet friction, her tongue pressing his hard cock to the roof of her mouth. She tightened her lips on his cock, sucking hard when he pulled back, relaxing the tightness when he thrust forward. She ran her tongue over his wet piss-hole each time he pulled back, then let her tongue slide along the shaft as he plunged back into her mouth.
Joey fucked his mother's mouth slowly, and no matter how much she jerked at his ass to make him speed up, he held off.
Sandy preferred to suck cock slowly, at first, and then when it was ready to come, to suck fast and hard. But right now, she wanted to have her son's cock fill her mouth with his sweet jism. She would suck him off long and slow later, she decided.
She jerked at Joey's ass, still clinging to his balls, trying to make her son fuck roughly into the mouth. But still he resisted. His hands held her shoulder and the back of her head lightly, not gripping in the way she wanted. What she wanted was for him to jerk her face forward each time he fucked into her mouth, to fuck her hard between her lips, the way he would her cunt.
"Joey," she said, pushing his cock from her mouth. "You can do better than this. Come on, darling, fuck my face hard! I want you to really ram your cock hard into my mouth! You won't hurt me, darling. I want you to fuck my face so hard my lips will be bruised! Now, come on, give mother a real hard mouth-fuck!"
She grabbed his ass with both her hands, jerking him forward, his cock sliding between her lips and into her throat. When her son still didn't jerk her face forward, she began to do it herself. She rammed her lips hard at the base of his prick, jerking back until the cock-head almost came out, then rushing forward again.
Finally, Joey couldn't resist.
His balls felt swollen and his mother's mouth was searing his cock. He began to fuck at her face, pulling her head forward at the same time. Sandy made deep-throated gurgling sounds of ecstasy. Her lips smashed at the base of his prick each time he fucked hard into her mouth, the head of his cock almost penetrating her throat.
Sandy was squatting in the stream, the cool water on her ass and cunt, and her son fucked into her mouth in a frenzy of rapture. If he had not been holding the back of her head, he would have toppled her into the water. Even the cool water on her cunt failed to soothe the heat that burned inside it.
She moaned in pleasure as he fucked her face faster and faster. The tingling of her lips was transmitted down her body to her cunt, making her clit pulsate.
Now that Joey was jerking her face forward each time he plunged into her mouth, she pulled her right hand off his ass, leaving the left one there, and began to fuck her cunt wildly with all four of her fingers. Sandy splashed the water about as she rubbed and thrust at her cunt.
"Ohhh, Mom!" Joey groaned. "Ohhh, Mom! My balls feel so full!"
The words thrilled her. Her eyes glittered up at him, filmed with passion.
"I'm about to come, Mom!" he shouted. "Ohhh, it's almost like your cunt, Mom! Oooh, I'm about to come so hard!"
He rammed his cock back and forth, both of his hands holding the back of her head tightly, pulling her forward as he fucked into her mouth. Sandy pressed her tongue hard at the cockshaft, enjoying the sensation of her son's cock sliding across the roof of her mouth.
She had learned since sucking her brother off many years before. Now she didn't lose any of the exciting, delicious come that flowed from men's balls. She had learned how to swallow with her mouth full of hard cock.
Joey was whimpering as he fucked her mouth. His fingers clutched her hair, and even though he was still looking down at her face, his eyes rolled and bulged. Sandy sucked greedily, making her own soft sounds of pleasure, her tits swaying from the frenzy of his mouth-fucking.
She rammed four fingers up her cunt and used them like a cock, stabbing herself in the pussy frantically as a tremendous orgasm bubbled deep inside.
Joey was gasping, his legs shaking. Sandy clung to his ass tightly and rammed her fingers in and out of her cunt as fast as she could. The lips of her hairy cunt were closing and sucking at her fingers as it approached orgasm. Her mouth became so wet that her son's cock made almost the same sounds it had made in her cunt that morning.
"Mom!" Joey groaned.
"Mmmmm!"
With a loud cry, Joey fucked his cock hard into her mouth and sent a scalding squirt of come down her throat.
With the first taste of her son's come-juice, Sandy's eyes closed with ecstasy, swallowing it as her cunt contracted around her fingers, her orgasm intense. Spurt after spurt of creamy, hot come-juice gushed out of her son's cock, filling her mouth, burning down her throat.
"Ahhhh, Mom!" Joey groaned as the spurts slowed and finally stopped.
Sandy clung to his cock, running her tongue over it as it softened.
CHAPTER FIVE
After they bathed in the cool stream, they sat nearby, enjoying the warmth of the sun, letting it dry their bodies.
The taste of Joey's come-juice lingered in her mouth, and Sandy loved it. Lying back on a small patch of grass, she spread her legs and let her son examine and touch where he wanted, letting him get to know every part of her slender, lovely flesh.
She enjoyed letting someone explore her body for the first time, taking delight in their exploration of her cunt, clit, the lush growth of pussy-hair, the shape of her ass, the swell of her ass-cheeks, her firm tits and stiff nipples. The excitement in her son's young eyes as he touched and felt and probed made her feel good.
As he looked and touched all over her body, she played with his cock and balls while he sat cross-legged at her side. Feeling his prick get hard pleased her, reminding her how fast her brother could get a hard-on after fucking her. She wanted to tell her son about her brother, and even her mother, but she knew she wouldn't. Those memories would stay in the back of her mind, in storage, for her alone to enjoy when she wanted.
Joey leaned over and licked her tit, tracing one nipple with his tongue.
"Mmmm, you learn what a girl likes fast!" Sandy moaned.
Joey smiled at her, running his fingers through the thick curls of her soft pussy-hair, sliding his fingers along the puffy lips of her cunt. Sandy spread her legs, gripping his cock, squeezing it, feeling the wonderful way it throbbed in her hand. She released his prick and held his balls, the heat of them exciting.
"You gave mother a wonderful load, baby," she said in a soft, whispery voice. "Your balls sure came a mouthful."
"You liked that, huh?" he asked.
"I loved it," Sandy said, twisting his young balls tenderly. "I love a mouthful of hot come-juice as much as my cunt does."
Joey giggled. "You're a cocksucker, Mom."
"I know," she said, wrinkling her nose up at him. "Isn't that wonderful for you?"
"Yeah!" he smiled, working her clit with the tip of a finger, then sliding the finger into her cunt. "I love it!"
Sandy lifted her crotch, twisting as her son fucked his finger in and out of her cunt. She was wet again, very wet, and his finger made delicious liquid sounds.
"Oooh, are you going to make mother come this way? Are you going to fingerfuck me, baby?"
Joey closed his lips over her nipple, sucking it as he rammed his finger in and out of her cunt. His eyes glowed up at hers, shining with desire. His prick was very hard in her fist and she pumped it as he plunged his fingers in and out of her cunt.
Sandy strained her burning cunt onto his fingers, her hand pushing at the back of his head, trying to stuff as much of her tit as she could into his sucking mouth. She whimpered and writhed with rapture.
"Mmmm, suck mother's tit, darling!" she groaned. "Ohhh, suck my tit hard, Joey! Swallow my tit, baby-suck my tit and ram your fingers up my cunt! Ahhh, Joey, are you trying to make mother come?"
She was pounding up and down on his hard cock swiftly, grinding her hips in the air as he plunged his fingers in and out of her cunt wetly.
"Ohhh Joey, Joey!" she cried softly.
The lips of her cunt gripped his fingers, squeezing them. Whether Joey knew what he was doing or not, his thumb was smashing her distended clit while his four fingers dug deeply into her cunt. Sandy arched her crotch high, grinding and moaning.
"You're going to make me come, baby!"
Joey sucked harder on her tit, driving his fingers into her cunt as deep as he could. His thumb was crushing her swollen clit, driving Sandy wild. She thrashed about, humping up and down, almost sobbing with ecstasy.
She enjoyed getting fingerfucked, but her son was doing it so vigorously, she had never felt it this good before. All four of his fingers moved in and out of her clasping cunt frantically, and the hairy lips were quivering with juicy heat.
"Ohhhh, Joey!" she cried, shoving her cunt high.
The spasms rippled through her cunt, climbing up her stomach, and the beautiful heat spread along her inner thighs. Hot tremors flowed through her as she came. Joey, feeling her cunt contract around his fingers, pushed them as deep as he could, and tried to swallow her nipple.
Tremor after tremor swept through her naked body. The orgasm seemed to go on and on, but soon ended. Sandy's ass slumped to the small patch of grass, and she had to push her son's mouth off her tit because it had become so sensitive, she could no longer stand the sucking.
"God, that was something!" she gasped. "I've never come that hard getting fucked by fingers. Ooooh, you're so fucking sweet, Joey!"
She pulled his face to hers, her lips sucking at his.
His cock pushed at her thigh, leaving a wet trail on her naked flesh.
She broke the kiss and lifted her head to look down at his cock. She used her thumb and fingers to squeeze the smooth cock-head, watching a bead of pre-cum seep from his piss-hole.
"I've got to take care of this hard-on," she said softly, but hotly. "Put it in me, Joey. Fuck me with this lovely hard-on."
"But you just came, Mom," he said.
"And I can come again, too," she said, pulling at him. "Come on, get on top of me and fuck me!"
Neither of them worried about being in the open now. There was no one else in the world but them, and if some of the campers came to the stream and saw them, they would not have known it.
Joey moved between his mother's spread legs, his cock poking at the mass of soft cunt-hair. Sandy spread her legs more, her hand pushing at his cock. It dragged across her clit, and as it touched the juicy lips of her cunt, she arched. Her son's cock moved into her cunt easily, and Sandy's hairy cunt-lips caressed it as she pushed onto him. Her hands moved down his back to his young ass, clutching it. She drew her knees up, and Joey wrapped his arms around her.
"Mmmm, nice and hard!" she whispered. "Fuck me, baby! Ooooh, fuck mother with your wonderful young cock!"
Joey began to fuck in and out, and Sandy wiggled and churned her ass with him, gripping his ass with both hands. She drew her legs over the small of his back, locking her ankles, and began to pump her cunt up and down with his cock.
"You feel so hot, Mom!" he groaned against her neck. "Your cunt is so hot and wet."
"It's always hot and wet!" she moaned. "Mother's cunt wants hard cock all the time- your hard cock, baby! Ooooh, fuck it good, Joey! Give mother a good fucking!"
The soft sloshing sounds delighted her. She could even hear the tingling of the stream nearby, and that excited her. Fucking her son in the open, with the sun on their bodies, was thrilling.
"Put your hands on my ass, Joey," she urged. "Hold mother's ass the way I'm holding yours."
Joey moved his hands down, palming her straining ass.
"Mmmm, nice," she purred, squeezing his ass.
Joey's cock stabbed up and down, and Sandy nibbled at his shoulders as the heat grew. She licked at his neck, his cheek, his lips, straining her cunt to his plunging cock. The satiny grip of her cunt seemed to stroke his prick gently, but firmly.
With her legs wrapped around him, the cheeks of her ass opened, and the feel of his young hot balls brushing between them when he fucked into her cunt added to her pleasure. She tried to reach his balls from behind, but couldn't. She settled on gripping his bouncing ass, pulling the cheeks open.
Then Sandy worked her fingers in, brushing her son's crinkling asshole. It seemed to spur her son to faster movements. Realizing that Joey enjoyed her fingers rubbing at his asshole while he fucked her, she exerted a bit more pressure on the pucker, rubbing firmly.
Joey, fucking and plunging, moved his finger to his mother's asshole, and Sandy gasped at the touch. No one had ever touched her asshole before. She found it exciting to have a finger on her asshole. She wiggled her ass sideways, making little giggling sounds of lewdness as she rubbed harder at Joey's ass.
"Oooh, baby, baby!" Sandy gasped. "Touch me there, Joey! That feels very nice! Touch mother right there and fuck me good!"
Sandy drew her knees higher, her thighs sliding along her son's sides. She was spread wide open to his cock, and the pounding against her hairy cunt made her gasp with ecstasy. The soft slap of his body when he rammed down sounded good to her. Each lunge of his cock made his balls bang at her ass, but his finger was still against her asshole. She felt his asshole puckering against her finger, and in the intensity of the excitement, Sandy worked her finger just inside her son's asshole.
Joey grunted, but kept fucking his cock up and down, fucking her faster now.
"My ass!" Sandy sobbed hotly. "Finger mother's ass, baby!"
She wanted to say more, but the words were choked off by his increasingly frantic lunges into her cunt. She rammed her finger deep into her son's asshole and felt it grab tightly. Joey, either out of his excitement or understanding what his mother had been trying to say, pushed his finger up her asshole.
As soon as his finger slipped past the crinkle of her asshole and moved deep into her, Sandy cried out, her cunt convulsing about his fucking cock in a steaming orgasm. As her cunt sucked at his cock, her asshole sucked at his buried finger. With her cunt full of her son's cock and her asshole stretched around his finger, the orgasms shooting through her body seemed to shatter her emotions completely. Never had Sandy experienced such a strong, wet orgasm. Her head bent back, neck tightening, her mouth wide-open, a silent scream of mindless rapture hissing from her throat.
She didn't know how her son was doing it, but he was fucking his finger in and out of her asshole while his cock kept ramming up and down at her cunt. The orgasms never let up, and she sobbed when they started to hurt. The spasms grew painful but her son continued to fuck her wildly. She wanted to tell him to stop, to take his cock out, but her voice seemed paralyzed.
Suddenly, Joey lifted his head, a loud groan coming from him. He plunged his cock as deep as he could, ramming his linger into her asshole almost brutally. Sandy felt her son's asshole squeeze her finger, then he was gushing rapidly into her cunt. She was stabbing her finger in and out of his asshole swiftly, his juice squirting hotly into her cunt, so much of it that it dripped from the hairy lips.
Weakly, Sandy's ass lowered to the grass, her legs splayed outward. Her son's finger pulled slowly from her asshole, and she gently removed hers from his asshole. She wrapped her arms around his naked back, her tits smashed beneath his young chest. Her cunt pulsated about his slowly softening cock, and there was a surprisingly nice feeling in and around her asshole.
After a while, Joey rolled from her, sprawling on his back, arms and legs thrown wide. Sandy lifted on one elbow, looking at him with shining eyes. His cock was glistening with wetness from her cunt, his balls wet, too. She trailed a finger down his chest and over his stomach to tickle his balls playfully.
"I bet those balls are empty now," she whispered, and licked at his ear. "I know my cunt is so full, it's dripping out."
Joey laughed, and Sandy lowered her face to kiss his cock. She ran her tongue over his balls, then pulled his wet cock into her mouth, enjoying the taste of her cunt on it.
"Enough of this," she said, slapping his hip playfully, then getting to her feet. The insides of her thighs were slippery with his come-juice, her pussy-hair lining the lips dotted with it. Bits of grass clung to her back and ass.
"Come on, let's wash again and go back to the tent," she said, pulling him to his feet.
They splashed and played in the stream, and then, still wet, pulled on shorts, with Sandy sliding into her tight T-shirt. She skipped ahead of her son, as happy as a little girl. She pulled her cutoffs up into the crack of her ass to expose her satiny asscheeks to her son, who gazed at them as they followed the narrow path back to the campsite. Before leaving the trees, Sandy adjusted her shorts back over her ass.
"I don't want anyone to see my ass!" she giggled. "Except you! My ass is your ass, honey!"
Joey was pleased by her remark, and gave her a sharp slap across her ass. Sandy grabbed her ass with both hands, squealing and pouting at him. But it didn't hurt; it was play, and she loved to play with him this way.
She saw the disorder of the campsite, and set about straightening it up. She had her son wash up the few dishes in a pan of water from the nearby faucet. They could hear muffled talk coming from the other campers, but no one paid any attention to them. She felt like she could remove her T-shirt and let her tits hang out and no one would pay any attention. Not that she wanted attention; she didn't. But it would be nice to be naked here with her son, she felt. If they were the only ones in the campground, she would have done it.
Despite the night of rain, the grounds dried fast, leaving the air with a fresh scent. After getting things in order, she entered the tent and straightened it up, then with a soft giggle, zipped both sleeping bags into one large one.
"What's for dinner tonight, Mom?" Joey asked.
"Cock!"
"Mom!"
"Oh, how about a nice steak? It's not as good as a hard cock to eat, but we'll grill a couple anyway."
She checked the cooler to make sure there was enough ice. She didn't want to drive out of the campground for more. She frowned when she saw it was melting fast. And they needed more cans of soda, she noticed. Her son put away soda too fast for her to keep up.
Leaving the tent, she watched him clean out the place where they'd had their fire the night before.
"You're going to have to wash again," she said. "At the stream?"
"Fuck you," Sandy said. "I'm not going back there with you-I'd get fucked."
"That's the idea, Mom!" Joey laughed.
"Well, this time use the bathroom over there, and I'll stay here and-"
"You're no fun, Mom!"
"Oh, I'm not, am I?" Sandy took a swing at his ass when he stood up. "See if you get any pussy tonight."
"I have to wait until tonight? Mom, a guy can't wait that long."
"Brag, brag," she taunted. "You young guys are all alike. You think you can fuck day and night."
"I could try," Joey said, grinning at her.
Sandy's eyes moved to the front of his cutoffs. She licked her lips.
"It would be fun to try," she said. "But we have to get more ice. The damn stuff is melting too fast. And, you're drinking too many sodas."
"Let's get more ice later," Joey said, nodding toward the tent.
"Oh no you don't!" Sandy squealed when he made a grab for her hand. She slapped his hand away playfully. "Ice first, fuck second!"
She got the keys to the car, and started toward it. "Come on, you're going with me. I've been seeing you look at that little girl over there. You're not staying here alone. That cock belongs to me from now on."
Joey grinned at her, then climbed into the car.
"I was only looking, Mom," he said. "She's too young for me."
"Oh, is that right? What age is right for you?"
"Oh, about your age, I'd say!" he grinned, and grabbed her tit as she started the car. "I like nice tits, and I don't think that girl has any."
"Mmmm, you can play with my tit all the way to the store," she purred, grabbing his thigh and pulling him toward her. "Even under my T-shirt, if you want."
"What if we're seen?"
"Who's to see?"
"Right!" Joey smiled, pulling her T-shirt up to her neck, wrapping one arm over her shoulders, holding her left tit and bringing his hand up between her thighs. "I'll just play with this tit and your cunt, but you make sure you watch where you're going. I don't want you to wreck us."
Sandy slipped her palm into his crotch, holding his prick as she drove with her left hand.
CHAPTER SIX
At a small store about ten miles from the campgrounds, Sandy purchased a block of ice and a case of soda for her son. While she looked through the canned goods to see if they needed any, Joey stood near the counter watching.
He wasn't the only one watching Sandy.
Two men who had been sitting near an open fireplace watched Sandy, too. In her tight, T-shirt, her tits molded and cupped, her nipples on obvious display, she drew attention by her tits alone. But being long-legged and shapely, wearing cutoff jeans that clung to her pretty ass, it seemed as if Sandy wanted the attention.
Her asscheeks showed even when she stood up, but when she leaned over, it was enough to give a hard-on to any man watching. And unlike many women, who would squat, Sandy leaned. Even when she did squat, unlike other women who kept their knees together, she didn't.
After seeing something she wanted on a very low shelf, Sandy, facing her son and the two men, squatted to see better. The tightness of her cutoffs stretched, and the crotch became too narrow, too small. Curls of her soft pussy-hair showed between her satiny thighs. It was almost too much for one of the men, who began coughing and choking on his beer. Joey almost laughed out loud.
Sandy had known they were watching her, and she glanced up when the man began to choke, but held her squatting position. She had a can of vegetables in her hand, and she slowly replaced it on the low shelf, then stood up. She came to her son, her hips swaying. The sway was not a put-on, it was her natural walk.
"I think we'd better leave!" she whispered to her son as she paid for the ice and sodas. "Those guys might have a stroke."
Back in the car, they laughed about the reactions of the two guys.
"You ought to be ashamed, Mom," Joey said.
"I know!" she grinned. "But I'm not!"
"I hope I never get that excited just looking at a girl," he said, moving close to her as she pulled the car onto the dirt road leading back to the campground.
"I hope you do," Sandy said, stroking his thigh. "At least when you look at me."
"I can do more than look with you, Mom," Joey said, lifting her T-shirt again to fondle her tits.
"Anytime you want," she purred, and moved her hand back to his crotch.
The dirt road was rough, and the car lurched into deep holes now and then, but she managed to hold the car straight with her left hand. The rain had left puddles everywhere.
Fishing into his shorts, Sandy pulled the head of her son's cock out and stroked it with her fingertips. As his cock swelled, more of it shoved from his shorts. With a minor adjustment, she had his cock fully exposed, her fist around it, pumping slowly, loving the hot throb of it. While Joey played with her naked tits, he squirmed a finger into the tight crotch of his mother's shorts to touch and feel the puffy hairy lips of her cunt.
"I don't think I'm going to be able to wait until we get back to the tent," she said, breathless as her son's finger rubbed lightly at her clit.
"Why, Mom?"
"You're feeling me up, that's why!" Sandy groaned. "You're making me hot! Can't you feel how wet my cunt is getting? Keep that up, and you might get raped real quick!"
"So rape me," Joey said.
"Okay!" Sandy gasped, pulling the car over as close to the side of the dirt road as she could. "You asked for it."
She pushed her son from the car on the passenger side. He stood with his cock exposed, straining hard from his shorts. She scrambled out, then turned her back to him, leaning across the seat and spreading her legs.
"I thought you were gonna rape me," Joey said.
"Next time!" Sandy gasped, bunching the cheeks of her ass. "You rape me this time!"
Joey tried to pull his mother's shorts to one side, but they were too tight. "Mom, I can't get to your cunt."
Sandy lifted her ass and unbuttoned her cutoffs, yanking the zipper down and scooting her shorts down.
"What if someone comes along?" he asked, gazing at her delicious ass.
"Right now, I don't care!" she moaned. "I need a fuck right now!"
With her feet parted on the dirt, she lifted her ass. The softly haired cunt glistened wetly, the cheeks of her ass parting. She moved her ass about lewdly, inviting her son. She shoved her hands across the seat above her head, gasping in anticipation of his cock sliding up her cunt. Joey ran his hands over his mother's ass, feeling the satiny texture of her flesh. He cupped her wet cunt and squeezed it, making Sandy whimper with pleasure.
Standing back, Joey leaned over and pushed two fingers into his mother's cunt, watching the pink pussy-lips part. He stabbed his fingers back and forth a number of times, listening to the wet sounds. He saw the crinkle of her asshole, and was fascinated by the way it puckered and flexed. He touched it with a fingertip, and Sandy cried out softly. She shoved her ass up wantonly, wiggling it, urging her son to use his cock.
"Joey, fuck me, please!" she whined. "Baby, you've made my cunt so fucking wet and hot! Come on, fuck me fast!"
But Joey waited. He was thrilled to see his mother's naked ass lifted to him. His cock jerked and dripped with hardness as he fingerfuck-ed her cunt with two fingers, using his other hand to feel her ass.
He ran the edge of his hand up and down the hot crack of his mother's ass, and Sandy sobbed with need. Pussy-juice seeped from her cunt, running very slowly along the insides of her thighs. She always got very wet when she was aroused, but her son caused her cunt-juice to flow like a river!
"Joey-Joey!" Sandy moaned. "Please, baby! Oh, God, do something to me! My ass is on fire, darling! Please, do something to me!"
Joey leaned over, fucking his fingers in and out of her cunt. He kissed one cheek of his mother's ass, then the other. Sandy cried out and arched into his lips, making quick grinding motions.
"Ohhh, yes!" she whimpered. "Kiss me, baby! Kiss mother's ass! That's nice, darling! Ahhh, your lips are so hot on my ass!"
Joey, parting his lips, sucked at the flesh of his mother's creamy ass, the tip of his tongue tasting. He scooted his mouth from one asscheek to the other, sucking and licking and kissing her satiny ass, two fingers ramming in and out of her cunt faster.
Sandy waggled lewdly against his face and fingers. She moaned in protest when he pulled his fingers out of her cunt, but the moan turned to a gurgle of delight when she felt his hot mouth pressing against her pussy.
"Ooooh, kiss my pussy, baby!" she gasped, pushing her cunt as his face. "Kiss mother's cunt! Ahhh, that's very nice, Joey! Kiss that hairy pussy, lick mother's wet cunt! Ohhhh, yes, that's very good!"
Joey spread his mouth around his mother's cunt, sucking it. The slippery fuck-juices filled his mouth, and he swallowed. His tongue licked at the puffy cunt-lips and up and down the pussy-slit. He stuck the tip of his tongue against her stiff clit, and Sandy let out a soft scream of ecstasy.
Drawing his face back, squatting at his mother's ass, Joey parted her hairy cunt with his fingers, gazing at her smooth pussy. Then he pushed his face into it, his tongue darting past the pussy-lips. Sandy yelped and pressed her pussy hard into his face.
"Ahhh, suck it! Suck that cunt, Joey!" she urged in a thick, hot voice. "Fuck mother with your tongue-fuck my cunt-eat me! Suck my pussy, baby! Eat my hot cunt and tonguefuck my hot cunt and suck my hot cunt!"
Joey thrust his tongue back and forth, driving it as deep as he could up his mother's cunt. His nose pressed against the pucker of her asshole, his breath sending shivers of lewd ecstasy through her.
While holding his mother's cunt open with his fingers, Joey tried to push his mouth into it. Sandy squirmed her ass about, her legs shaking as she began to churn with frantic movements.
Joey found it difficult to keep his mouth on her cunt. His fingers slipped from her cunt as her ass jerked, sliding up to the cheeks of her ass. His tongue seemed to go upward, too, and when he tasted his mother's asshole, he began to lick at it swiftly.
"Ohhhh, what are-ahhh, wonderful!" Sandy cried out. "Ohhhh, yes, that's very good! Lick me right there, Joey!"
Her hands darted down and behind her. She clawed at the cheeks of her ass, spreading them wide, lifting her ass from her son's face. Joey ran the flat surface of his tongue up and down, licking his mother's crinkling hot asshole. He pressed his open lips around it, sucking even as his tongue pushed.
Sandy yelped as her son's tongue slipped past the ring of her asshole.
"Ohhhh, baby, baby!" she sobbed. "Fuck me right there! Ahhh, tonguefuck mother right there-in the asshole!"
Joey breathed deep and fast as he darted his tongue in and out of his mother's asshole. It was very hot against his open lips, and his cock jerked up and down with hardness. While he rammed his tongue into her asshole, and since she was holding her ass open for him, he shoved two fingers back into her cunt and began to finger-fuck her furiously.
Sandy whimpered loudly, straining her ass into her son's face, the friction of his fingers in her cunt adding to the rapture of his tongue up her asshole. She tried to spread her legs more, but her shorts around her knees prevented it. She scooted back until only her knees were crushed on the seat of the car. She couldn't push back any farther or she would fall out.
"Ohhhh, God, baby!" Sandy moaned. "Fuck my cunt-fuck my asshole! Ohhh, that's wonderful! I can't stand that feeling! It's too good! Ohhhh, Joey, Joey! You're driving me out of my mind!"
Still ramming his fingers hard, Joey sucked greedily at his mother's asshole, his tongue licking the crinkle, then penetrating deeply.
The sensation of his tongue up her asshole while he fingerfucked her cunt was almost more than Sandy could take. The whole expanse of her crotch, from her bellybutton to the base of her spine, seemed to be on fire, a delicious fire that was unknown to her before. She pulled hard at the cheeks of her ass, wanting to spread them open as far as she could. She wanted her son's tongue deep, his fingers deep. She couldn't seem to get them deep enough.
"Ahhhh, so fucking good, Joey!" she cried. "I love that, baby! Ohhhh, suck it, fuck it, suck it, fuck it! Fuck my cunt, suck my ass! Joey, you're-you're going to make me come so hard! Ooooh, baby, baby, fuck mother in the cunt with your fingers and fuck mother in the hot asshole with your tongue! Fingerfuck-tongue-fuck-fingerfuck and tonguefuck me!"
Joey thrust his fingers and tongue fast.
Sandy danced and churned, thrashing her ass into her son's face while trying to keep her shoulders and tits on the seat of the car. She buried her face against the seat, trying to muffle the screams of intense ecstasy she felt.
"Joey!" she shouted. "Ohhh, Joey!"
Sandy thought her cunt had exploded and ripped into pieces.
She came so hard that she felt it from her toes to the top of her head. Her cunt clutched wetly at his pounding fingers, and her asshole seemed to grab greedily at his buried tongue. The spasms caused her tits to swell almost to bursting. Her eyes bulged, her mouth wide-open. She screamed time and again as she came, the fiery ripples of her orgasm searing and devouring her cunt and asshole. She jutted her ass as hard as she could into her son's face, the convulsions making her shake all over.
As the strong orgasm ended, her knees weakened, and she scooted slowly back on the seat of the car, her fingers relaxed on the cheeks of her ass. Joey, still squatting behind his mother, pulled his fingers from her pussy and licked them, then, seeing the quiver of her cunt, gave it a quick kiss, making Sandy cry out.
For some time she lay there, half out of the car, her ass exposed to the sunlight and her son. When she was able to breathe normally, she got up and looked over at her son, her eyes glistening moistly, shining with delight.
"Joey, you sure gave me a good one," she said softly. "What in the world made you think of doing that?"
"I don't know, Mom," Joey said, his mouth wet. "I was sucking on your cunt, and then somehow your ass was in my face and, well-I guess it just happened that way."
"It should happen more often!" Sandy grinned and waggled her ass at him. "Now let's do something about that wonderful hard-on I see sticking out of your shorts."
Joey opened his shorts and pushed them to his knees, his cock jerking up fast, almost slapping at his stomach.
"I want that!" she squealed as he gripped her hips, the head of his cock pushing at her hairy cunt. "I want it real deep!"
With Sandy lifting on her toes, her son was just the perfect height to push his cock into her cunt from behind. She gasped as she felt it slide up her pussy, and with her hands once more above her head, clawing at the seat of the car, she felt her son fuck into her hard, making the cheeks of her ass ripple and her tits slide on the rough seat cover.
As he gripped his mother's hips, Joey watched his cock fucking in and out of her tight cunt. He enjoyed the sounds she made when he plunged hard, enjoyed watching the creamy flesh of her ass ripple from the fucking. The feel of his mother's cunt, closed so hotly around his cock, made his balls writhe. Each time he pushed and pulled, her cunt made sloshy sounds.
"Ooooh, ram it hard!" Sandy groaned. "You won't hurt me, Joey! Fuck mother as hard as you can! Ram it-pound that sweet, hard cock up mother's cunt real hard!"
Joey parted her ass to watch her asshole pucker as her fucked, her found it easy enough to touch his mother's asshole, and her rubbed it while his cock moved in and out of her pussy. His balls were throbbing with heat, and he leaned over her back, sliding his hands under her body. Sandy lifted so he could grab her tits, and while he squeezed her tits, her fucked her in a frenzy. Sandy wiggled and churned her ass for him, gasping hotly against the seat of the car, her eyes closed to better enjoy the sensational ecstasy.
"Mom, you're so wet!" Joey groaned. "Your pussy is so wet and hot!"
"Yes, it is!"
"I'm gonna fuck you and make you come again, Mom!"
"Oh, yes Joey!"
"And I'm gonna come up your hot cunt, too!"
"God, do it, baby!"
His weight prevented her from arching upward, and he pounded so quick and hard into her cunt that she couldn't do much more than lay across the seat of the car and let him fuck away. His cock, it seemed, went much deeper into her pussy from this position than any other.
She could feel her son's cock throbbing against the satiny flesh of her tight cunt, feel it slide back and forth, the friction sweet. Her clit swelled tightly again, and she knew her son would make her come once more.
Her pussy seemed to nibble at his cock. Her clit felt as large as his cock and it burned with the need to come again. Each time he fucked into her cunt, his balls managed to smack against her clit. She was feeling things fucking her son that she didn't remember feeling with other cocks.
"Mom, I'm getting there!" Joey yelled.
"Oooooh, me, too!"
"So close!"
"Spurt it, baby!" she sobbed. "Oh, God, squirt that sweet juice up mother's cunt! Fill mother's pussy with sweet come-juice! Ohhhh, Joey, my cunt is on fire! I'm about to come, too!"
She strained her cunt back at him, a low groan building in her throat.
"I'm gonna-ohhh, Mom!"
The boiling squirts of her son's come-juice spattered the hungry walls of her cunt, and Sandy lifted her head to scream out her ecstasy.
By the second spurt of his cock, her cunt was in contractions, squeezing and sucking the juices from his young balls. Each time her cunt grabbed the base of his cock, the walls rippling inside, it seemed to be sucking him off. The more her cunt squeezed, the more Joey came.
Sandy shuddered as the orgasm receded.
Joey, after slumping heavily on top of her, finally stood up and pulled his cock from her pussy. He leaned against the open door of the car, breathing hard. His shorts dangled at his knees, his cock limp and wet.
Sandy got to her feet and grabbed her shorts before they slid off, standing there holding them on her thighs, looking at her son.
She giggled. "You know, you look very naughty, standing there with your cock hanging out."
"What about you, showing your cunt off," Joey said. "And see, even one tit is still showing."
"I guess we both look naughty, huh?" Sandy asked, wrinkling her nose. "Come on, pull you shorts up and let's get this ice in the chest before it melts. I bet we generated enough heat to melt half of it already!"
CHAPTER SEVEN
Sitting by a campfire, Sandy tried to explain to her son about her needs, but she could not bring herself to talk about her mother or brother. She told her son, in detail, of her sexual life with his father. But Joey didn't even know his father, and it was like hearing about a stranger.
He sat on the ground, leaning against a huge tree. His mother was between his legs, leaning on his chest. He had his arms around her, fondling her tits under her T-shirt as she talked. She could feel his cock pushing at her back, just below her neck.
"Does hearing all this make you horny?" she asked him, turning and looking up at him on the firelight.
"Can't you feel, Mom?" he asked, leaning down and kissing her mouth.
"Mmmm, I sure can," she purred, placing her hands on top of his and smashing his palms hard onto her tits. "Squeeze my tits, darling."
Joey squeezed, feeling her nipples bore into his palms. "Mom, you sure have nice tits. I love to hold them."
"Then hold them, baby," she said, and began telling him of a night she had spent with a man in a motel room.
As she gave him all the graphic details, his cock throbbed below her neck. She lifted up, getting a hand on his crotch and pulling his cock from the side of his shorts, then placing her back against it again.
"You're dripping, baby," she whispered softly. "I can feel it making my shirt wet."
The people closest to them had left that afternoon, but they could see a campfire through the trees where some other people were camped. Once in a while a voice carried to them, but otherwise it was peacefully quiet. As she talked, a soft purr would come into her voice as her son fondled her tits, agitating her sensitive nipples.
The moon was full, the sky twinkling with stars. She didn't protest when her son pulled her T-shirt to her neck to play with her tits. She twisted her back against his throbbing cock now and then. She opened the button of her cutoffs, unzipped them, and moved her hand into them, feeling of her soft hair and lips of her cunt, opening her legs.
"Do you like to play with your pussy, Mom?" Joey asked.
"Sometimes," Sandy said. "It feels good just to touch it this way, not hot, you understand, but just to feel it."
"Sometimes I go to sleep holding my balls," Joey said.
"Mmmm, now you can go to sleep and I'll hold your balls," she purred as she slowly rubbed at her clit. "You hold mother's cunt and I'll hold your hot balls-and we'll sleep all night."
"Wanna bet?"
"No, I don't think so. I'd probably lose."
She lifted up, turning to see his cock. The fire cast just enough light to see it. She touched his piss-hole with a fingertip, then brought it to her lips, licking the wetness from it. Turning onto her stomach, she rested her cheek on his thigh, her face close to his cock.
Joey ran his hand through his mother's hair and across her cheek. She pursed her lips and kissed the shaft of his cock softly. Putting her hand on his cock, she rubbed it over her face and lips gently, purring softly. The cheeks of her ass bunched, and Joey watched them in the light of the fire.
"Mom, if you shoved your shorts down, I could see your ass."
"Mmmm, then let's get them down, honey," Sandy said.
With a few wiggles, she pushed her shorts past her ass, then began to run her lips over his cock while he gazed at her creamy flesh. Her tongue moved around the smooth head of his prick slowly, then across his piss-hole. She purred with pleasure as she tasted his juices, and worked her hand into his shorts to pull his young balls out. Cupping them, she nuzzled her lips against his cock.
"Your balls feel hot, baby," she whispered, taking a lick at his prick. "Hot and full."
"You'd be full, Mom, if you sucked me off right now."
"Why in the world would I suck you off?"
"Because you love the taste of my cock!"
"Would you fill mother's mouth?"
"Right now, I'd probably choke you with it."
"You have that much, do you?" Sandy asked. "Do you really have a hot load in your sweet balls?"
"Suck me and find out," Joey said.
She kissed the tip of his cock. "Let's get you out of your shorts, and I might just do that."
As her son lifted his ass, she pulled his shorts down and from his feet. Despite the full moon and the campfire, they couldn't be seen unless someone walked right up to them. It was exciting to be near the fire, outside, under the starry sky.
"Aren't you gonna take your shorts off, Mom?"
"Want me to?"
She didn't wait for him to answer, but stripped her shorts off and then her T-shirt. Her naked body gleaned beautifully in the dancing light of the fire, and for a moment she posed on her knees for him, cupping her tits, her ass jutting suggestively.
"Mom, are you trying to make me come before we get started?" Joey asked in a thick voice.
"Never, honey!" Sandy groaned, pushing her face between his legs and sprawling on her stomach. "I'd have to lick it up wherever it spurted then, and I'd rather have it straight in my mouth."
She ran her tongue up the shaft of his cock, circled the cock-head, and went down again. She lapped at his young balls, kissing them tenderly. Joey gazed down her back at her beautiful ass, watching the shapely asscheeks bunch, her long legs spread and close.
Sandy lowered her lips on her son's cock, taking it deep into her mouth, purring with pleasure. His cock seemed thicker and harder and longer tonight, with the swollen cock-head touching the back of her throat.
She held his cock deep for a long time, her tongue moving. Then she sucked upward, slowly, her lips tight and wet. She held his balls in her hand, the other hand caressing his inner thigh near his crotch. She lifted her mouth, looking up at him.
"Isn't this nice, by the fire, naked, me sucking on you?" Sandy asked in a whispery voice.
"It's great, Mom," Joey said. "You know, it looks like you're fucking, the way you move your ass."
"Mmmm, it would be wonderful to have a nice hard cock in my cunt while I suck yours."
"You want two guys?" he asked.
"What's wrong with that? A lot of girls love to fuck two guys at the same tine."
"Have you ever done that, Mom?"
"No, but it sounds like fun," Sandy said.
"Hey, what would you think if I wanted two girls?"
"Darling, you're jealous!" she giggled. "Don't be that way-it's only an idea, no more."
"I don't wanna see you fuck anyone else," Joey said.
"You won't," she promised, going down on his cock again.
Joey moaned softly as she slipped her hot lips up and down his cock, her tongue lapping wetly. Sandy sucked slowly, moving her lips around his cock, soft purring sounds coming from her. Now and then she lifted to kiss at his balls, to take a lick or two, but she returned to his cock quickly. She loved the juice that dripped out of his piss-hole. It tasted so fresh and sweet, unlike the fuck-juices of his father.
Sandy thought there should be no difference in the taste of one man over another, but there was a difference to her. Joey's come tasted sweet, the way her brother's had. Maybe, she thought, it was because they were so young.
She slipped her hand off his thigh and worked it under his ass. Joey lifted so she could touch him there, and Sandy pulled his cock far into her mouth as she moved a finger into the crack of his ass, touching his asshole. She toyed with the pucker while sucking him, and found that it made his cock jerk and pulsate more between her lips.
"Honey," she said softly, pulling her mouth off his cock. "Let's go in the tent. I can suck you better on the sleeping bags."
"Sure, Mom," he said, his cock jerking about.
She stood up, and while her son put out the fire, she folded the blanket they had been sitting on and placed it on a camp chair. With the fire out, the moon seemed even brighter.
After entering the tent, she fired up the lantern, and after adjusting it, turned and pulled her son against her naked body. His cock slipped between her thighs, sliding along her hairy cunt as she sucked at his mouth, holding his ass with both hands.
"Mmmm, nice and hard!" Sandy groaned into his mouth. "I love to feel a hard cock sliding along my cunt this way, baby!"
After kissing his mouth again, she dropped to her knees before him, still clutching his ass. She rubbed his face over his cock and balls, purring happily. She rubbed her moist lips along the prick-shaft, onto his hot balls, and licked at his thighs. All the time, her fingers were working on the cheeks of his ass, caressing the back of his legs. She squeezed his ass hard, the fingers of both hands touching his asshole. With a little cry of urgency, she gulped her son's cock into her mouth, taking it deeply, sucking it wetly.
Joey whimpered and held her head, pushing his hips forward, watching her mouth devour his cock in the harsh glare of the lantern. He felt her tits, her hot, stiff nipples, rub at his legs.
"Mom, let me do something, too!" he hissed.
"Mmm!" Sandy moaned, pulling off his cock. "This is my party now! Your party starts later, darling!"
She ran her tongue up and down his hip, through the sparse hair at the base of his cock. Sandy enjoyed the throbbing heat of her son's prick against her face. She wished she could keep it there throughout the night. She gave his dripping piss-hole a kiss, then turned her son around, his back to her. She caressed his ass, gazing at it with fiery eyes. Sandy cupped the asscheeks and squeezed them, then slipped her right hand around in front of him and began to stroke his cock with a tight fist. Pressing her wet, hot lips on her son's ass, she began to kiss from one side to the other. Using her tongue, she lapped the flesh of her son's ass and the back of his thighs, all the time pumping on his cock firmly but slowly. She slipped her left hand between his thighs and clung to his hot balls, swirling her tongue all over his young ass. She dragged it up and down the asscrack, then pushed her tongue into it. She probed the crinkle of his asshole almost daintily, making Joey gasp with pleasure.
Placing her hand on his back, Sandy pushed until Joey was leaning over. He had to put his hands on his knees to keep from falling forward. Sandy gazed into the crack of her son's ass, watching his asshole pucker, his balls dangling. She kept jacking his cock, and pushed her face into his ass. Her lips were hot and wet against his asshole, and she kissed it with a moist sound.
"Ooohh, Mom!" Joey moaned.
"Mmmm, nice," Sandy moaned, opening her lips to suck at the crinkle of Joey's asshole. "You have a lovely ass, baby, a very lovely, very hot, asshole."
"Mom, that feels so good!"
"I like assholes, Joey, I just love a nice hot asshole. Yours is so tight and hot! Mmmm, I want to eat your asshole up!" She squeezed his cock hard. "Joey, shove your ass tight into mother's face! I'm going to suck your asshole, lick it and eat it!"
Joey pressed back and Sandy returned the pressure with her open lips. She twisted the tip of her tongue over the sensitive crinkle of Joey's asshole, licking it, breathing hotly with perverse pleasure. Her tongue flicked and probed, and then she worked it past the assring.
"Mom! Ohhh, Mom!"
"Mmmm!"
Sandy pushed her tongue deep into her son's asshole, feeling it clutch tightly. Her left hand on his hip, her right still jacking his cock, she began to fuck her son up his tight, hot asshole with a wild, eager tongue. She sucked with her lips as her tongue darted in and out. Her cunt was drenched with hot, slippery juices, her ass writhing as she knelt behind him.
"Joey, Joey," she mewled. "God, baby, your ass is so fucking hot! You taste wonderful! I could suck and lick your hot asshole for hours!"
Her tongue ran back into his asshole, and she began to pound faster on his throbbing cock. His balls swung back and forth, brushing her chin as she tilted her face to get it tighter into his asshole. With her fist flying on his cock, Sandy plunged her tongue deep into his asshole, wiggling it. Then she pulled her tongue out and sucked as hard as she could on Joey's fiery asshole. Joey groaned and gasped, twisting his ass into her face.
"Ohhh, Mom, that's great!" he cried out. "You've got my cock so fucking hard, my asshole so fucking hot! Mom, what if you make me come?"
Sandy pulled her face back, her eyes slitted with wet desire as she gazed at his asshole, still jerking his cock.
"It's okay if you come," she said in a hoarse voice. "You're supposed to come."
"But-all over the fucking sleeping bags?"
"Anywhere you squirt it!" Sandy gasped. "Who cares, darling? The point is to come!"
"But you told me not to waste it," Joey said.
"Oh, it won't be wasted, believe me," she said, and ran her tongue back up to his asshole.
Joey yelped softly as his mother's tongue penetrated his asshole even deeper than before. His cock was ready to explode, his balls getting tight. He clung to his knees, trying to keep from falling forward. He pushed his ass into his mother's face eagerly, feeling her tongue dart and stab and lick.
Sandy dropped her hand from his hip, pushing it between her thighs and rubbing vigorously at her hairy, fiery cunt. The wet sounds of her fingers increased her hunger for his asshole, and with a muffled sob of ecstasy, she plunged all four of her fingers into her cunt and began to fuck herself in a frenzy, her tongue thrusting in and out of his asshole, her lips sucking, her right hand jacking his cock furiously.
"Mom!" Joey groaned. "Mom, you're about to make me come! Ohhh, Mom, my cock-my asshole-my fucking balls! You're gonna make me come all over the fucking sleeping bags, Mom!"
Her son's hot cries spurred her to greater effort. She ran her tongue in and out of his asshole, despite the tightening grip. Her lips were glued around the puckered assring, sucking as he tongue fucked. His balls danced on her chin, hot and full. His cock was stiff, very stiff, in her racing fist. She could feel his come dripping from his piss-hole, making her fist slippery on the shaft of his prick.
Sandy wanted to make her son come hard and spatter his sweet, hot come-juice from one end of the tent to the other. Her fingers were ramming almost painfully in and out of her hairy, juicy cunt now. Her clit felt enormous, tight and ready to explode.
"Mom, I gotta let go!" Joey gasped. "I can't hold it back any more!"
Already jerking his cock as fast as her hand would move, her tongue penetrating his hot asshole swiftly, Sandy tried to move even faster. There was a wild, fiery tingle inside her cunt, and the lips of her pussy were now squeezing her darting fingers. The rippling heat started along her inner thighs, radiating through her crotch and up her stomach. She began to whimper hotly into her son's asshole.
"Mom! Ohhhh, Mom!"
Sandy felt his young body jerk, then his cock pulsated, the thick come-juice squirting from his piss-hole rapidly. She squeezed his cock as hard as she could, her tongue caught by the gripping tightness of his asshole while he came with gasping, spurting, ecstasy.
Joey could hardly stand, his ass smashing into his mother's face, his cock spurting creamy come two feet, all over the sleeping bag. He cried out and his knees started giving way. As he tumbled to his side, his mother's hand was pulled from his cock and her tongue from his asshole. With a cry, Sandy caught the head of her son's cock with her lips just in time to suck out the final spurt of his sweet, thick come-juice. Her fingers were still rammed deeply into her cunt, and as soon as she swallowed the final gush of jism, she jerked her mouth off his cock and leaned over, her ass in the air, lapping up the come-juice that soaked the sleeping bag.
Joey, trembling with the intensity of his discharge, watched his mother with glowing eyes. Her ass was high in the air, and he watched her fingers ram in and out of her hairy cunt. But then, pushing her face down into the come-juice, she rushed her other hand behind her, spreading asscheeks and plunging a finger up her tight asshole.
Crying out with rapture, Sandy fucked her cunt and asshole in a frenzy, shaking and shivering.
"Ohhh, watch it!" she sobbed. "I'm making myself come, darling! Ahhh, my cunt-my asshole! I'm coming, Joey! Ohhhh, baby, mother is coming so fucking hard!"
Fascinated, Joey watched her fingers ram into her cunt and stay there, another finger buried in her asshole. He stared at the hairy cunt-lips and puckered asshole, watching them work like sucking mouths on her fingers.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Joey lay on her tit, his tongue toying with the nipple.
Sandy hugged her son against her naked body, listening to the night sounds. She was still glowing from her powerful orgasm. She was a little surprised at herself for what she had done. Not for sucking his asshole and jacking him off, but for letting her son watch her fingerfuck herself in the cunt and asshole with such abandon. She was also surprised because she had never done that before.
"I don't believe I did that," she said softly. "Did what, Mom?"
"With my fingers, in my cunt and asshole," she said. "I've never done anything like that before, not even alone. Oh, I've fucked myself with my fingers often enough, but I've never pushed anything into my ass. I feel a little shy about you watching me."
Joey, using his tongue, pulled his mother's nipple into his mouth, sucking it tenderly, his hand sliding into the soft hairs of her cunt. Sandy held him, feeling his cock resting on her thigh, She may have shy about her son seeing how lewd she could be, but she also felt good about it. It had been exhibitionism, pure and simple, and that was what made her feel good. Like a naked dancer, she thought, on a table surrounded by hot-eyed guys, all with hard-ons, watching her lean back, her cunt opening up, her ass spreading. She began to understand why some girls danced naked for guys.
The lantern was still on, but turned low. She parted her legs as her son pushed his fingers between them. She purred softly as he stroked the swollen lips of her cunt gently, barely touching her. It felt good to be felt up in such a tender, affectionate way. Running her tongue over her lips, she could still taste her son's cock and his fuck-juices.
"Mmmmm, that feels good, baby," she whispered as he sucked a bit harder on her nipple. "I like to have my tits sucked. When you really pull on them, I can feel it all the way to my pussy."
Joey sucked a little harder, his fingertip very slowly agitating her clit. Sandy began to writhe on the sleeping bag, her hips moving from side to side. Soft purrs came from her and she ran her hand up and down his back. His cock seemed to be moving against her thigh. She shifted her leg and pushed it into his crotch, feeling the heat of his young balls.
Being close to her son, feeling his cock and balls, his fingers caressing her cunt softly, sucking on her tit, that was what she enjoyed best of all. The close tenderness. She liked it rough and fast, too, but not all the time.
She squirmed deliriously and remembered all the times she had sneaked into her brother's room at night. Her brother had been gentle and sweet with her. That is, until his cock was so hard he could hardly stand it. Then he would fuck her hard, very hard, pounding between her spread thighs wildly, bruising the lips of her cunt with his frantic lunges.
Sandy had always enjoyed a slow build-up, then the power of her brother's cock fucking into her in an almost brutal manner, fucking her as if he was trying to hurt her, hurt her cunt. But Sandy could not be hurt there. Sometimes her pussy would be sore, but never was she really hurt. It was thrilling to have her cunt smashed with a hard cock, her clit crushed as the cock fucked in. Sometimes it took her breath away, and when it was over, she tingled for hours.
Sandy suspected that she had a need to be used. She wanted to be needed and used for pleasure, her son's pleasure. She would get pleasure in that way, too. She found herself wondering what it would feel like to be her son's sexual slave. She had never been dominated in her life, and didn't want to be dominated- except sexually.
What she wanted, she felt, was to be told, actually ordered, to perform in a sexual manner. But only by her son. It wouldn't work with anyone else, she felt. If anyone else attempted to force her into a sexual act, she would balk.
A shiver ran through Sandy as she tried to see herself as a sexual slave to her son. She imagined being home with him, with a few of his close buddies, with her son making her lift her dress and show her tits to them. Sandy felt a sweet tremor go through her naked body as she imagined it.
If her son told her to, she would expose her tits to his friends, and even play with her cunt for their enjoyment.
Joey now worked a finger slowly in and out of her cunt. Sandy mewled and lifted her pussy to him. His finger, in her fantasy, became the cock of one of his buddies. Her son had told her to fuck his friend, and she was doing it. She had sat down on his friend's cock, and was playing with her tits while her son and another guy or two watched her. The image was strong in her mind. With her eyes closed, her son's finger sliding in and out of her cunt slowly, sucking her tit, she could see herself forced by her son to fuck his friends one after the other.
"Mmmmm," she purred as her son worked another finger into her cunt. "That's nice, darling."
Joey slipped his lips from her tit and kissed down her flat stomach, still working two fingers into her cunt. Sandy spread her legs farther and closed her eyes to the fantasy she was building. What her son was doing to her helped her fantasy along. She felt Joey's hot breath stir the soft hairs of her cunt.
In her mind, her son had ordered her to lay back and open her legs so his friends could see her cunt, looking up between her thighs all they wanted. She could see, with her mind, how hard his friends were. She licked her lips as she imagined the guys taking their cocks out and stroking them as they looked at her bushy, juicy cunt and full tits. She wondered how it would feel to have them all stand above her, jacking off, to have them come all over her body, especially on her tits and cunt. She would use their come-juice like a precious cream, rubbing it into her flesh.
Joey pushed Sandy's legs farther apart, scooting down and lying between them, looking into her cunt as his hands spread the soft hair from her pink pussy. He watched her clit pulsate, and the lips of her cunt throb. His cock pushed at the soft sleeping bag, hard again. He kissed the creamy, satiny flesh of her inner thigh, then licked it with the tip of his tongue.
Feeling him kissing and licking her thigh, Sandy imagined being told by her son to let his friends suck on her cunt. In her fantasy, he had told her to let one of his friends suck her cunt while she held two hard cocks in her hands, waiting to be told what to do with them. Surprisingly, in her fantasy, her son was involved only by telling her what to do, not by participating.
She felt Joey's tongue slide up her inner thigh and touch her clit lightly. She lifted her cunt, offering it to him greedily. She gasped in pleasure when her son's lips closed over her rigid clit, sucking gently on it. She felt his hands slide under her ass, cupping it, holding her pussy to his face. As he sucked on her clit, he licked it wetly. Juices flowed from her cunt, down into the crack of her ass.
Joey pushed his tongue into her cunt.
"Ohh, Joey!" she cried softly, her hands holding the back of his head as she made hot grinding movements at his mouth with her cunt. "Ahhhh, baby, you know mother loves it when you suck my hairy cunt!"
His tongue darted into her pussy, sliding deeply, then pulling out again.
"Ahhhh, baby, suck me!" she whimpered as the wet heat increased between her legs. "Suck mother's cunt!"
Joey squeezed her ass and buried his tongue up her cunt, twisting it against the satiny tissues, his upper lips crushing her distended clit.
Sandy cried out softly and squirmed her cunt at his face. She drew her feet back, bending her knees, holding them open. She pushed her cunt hard at her son's face, feeling his tongue plunge in and out like a small, short cock.
"Oooooh, Joey! Baby!" Sandy moaned. "That's so good, darling! You can push your tongue way inside me, can't you?"
Joey pulled his hands off her ass and slipped them up her stomach to clutch at her tits. He pulled down on them, and Sandy gasped with sensation as his mouth seemed to sear her cunt at the same time.
"Ohhhh, fuck me!" she moaned. "Fuck mother with your tongue, darling! Ohhh, you make my cunt so fucking hot and wet! Fuck mother's pussy with your wonderful tongue!"
She arched her crotch to him, drawing her feet back a little more, still clinging to the back of his head, pulling his face as tightly as she could into her juicy cunt.
Pulling and squeezing his mother's tits, Joey sucked the hot juices from her pussy hungrily, his tongue drawing pussy-juice out. Lifting her head, she looked down, watching his young tight ass bunch as he pressed his cock into the sleeping bag.
"You've got a hard-on, Joey," Sandy said. "I bet your cock is so fucking hard right now!"
Joey mumbled a reply, fucking up and down, sucking hard on her cunt. Sandy wormed one foot beneath him and felt his cock throb against her toes. She squealed in delight.
"It is hard! Ohhhh, I love it when you get a hard-on!"
Joey fucked his cock at his mother's foot while sucking and licking at her cunt. Sandy felt his cock drip on her foot, making it slippery. She tried to get it between her toes, but it was too thick. She wondered what it would be like to jack him off with her toes. She shoved her other foot under him, and using the bottoms of her feet, she pressed on his cock. Joey began sliding his cock between her feet, fucking them, licking faster at her hairy, juicy cunt.
Joey mouthed a soft answer, then swirled his tongue up and down the slit of her pussy, over her swollen clit, then down again. He went past her cunt to her asshole, flicking the crinkle hotly, then back up her cunt-slit again.
Sandy began to wail in ecstasy, the bottoms of her feet slippery with Joey's seeping fuck-juices, his cock throbbing against them, fucking crazily while he sucked her cunt.
"Don't come on my feet, darling!" Sandy gasped. "You know where I like that cock when you come, and it's not on my feet!"
Joey didn't answer, but rammed his tongue up her cunt hard. Twisting it inside, he brought it out and over her clit again. His lips closed over her inflamed clit and sucked, bringing yelps from his mother. Sandy humped her cunt to his mouth, squeezing his cock with her feet as hard as she could.
"Ohhh, baby!" she wailed. "You're going to have me coming-coming soon!"
Holding the back of her son's head, Sandy began to pound her cunt up and down, slapping into his sucking mouth wetly. Joey still gripped her firm tits, his fingers digging almost painfully into them.
As her orgasm swelled, Sandy began to buck up and down, making choking sounds deep in her throat. Her eyes rolled, opening and closing, from the sweet rapture of her son's sucking mouth.
Twisting her head from side to side, crying out with ecstasy, she crushed her son's cock between her feet, grinding her cunt into his face as hard and fast as she could. Her pussy was expanding, then tightening, her clit pulsating in his mouth hotly.
"Don't come!" she chanted. "Don't come! Don't come-don't come!"
It seemed as if Joey was chewing her clit, biting at it with his teeth. The sensation was fantastic.
"Now!" she screamed, ramming her cunt hard into his face, the rippling sweetness of orgasm going through her crotch like a wave. Her stomach tightened and her thighs squeezed at his face.
Sandy was coming so hard that she didn't know if she wanted to spread her thighs wide, or squeeze his face with them. She began to open and close them, slapping her inner thighs against his cheeks while he sucked greedily at her convulsing cunt.
"Make me come-make me come hard! Ahhhh, tongue my cunt and make me come forever and ever!"
The throbbing contractions seemed to go on for hours, but in reality they lasted only a few moments. Her naked ass slumped to the sleeping bag, and while she shivered and shook with pleasure, Joey ran his wet tongue over her satiny thighs and through the soft hair of her cunt, staying away from her clit. He had learned that it became very sensitive to touch after she came hard. Her feet relaxed the pressure on his cock.
"Joey, come up here and fuck me now. Your cock is very hard and I thought you were going to come on my feet. Come up here and fuck mother, now."
Joey slid up her naked body, his cock rubbing along her thigh, leaving a wet trail of pre-cum on her flesh. Sandy shoved a hand between them, pushing his cock into place. The cock-head slithered into her pussy, making her gasp with delight.
"So hard," she purred, sliding her cunt up as his cock entered her pussy. "I love it hard, Joey. God, baby, I love your cock when it's so fucking hard like this!"
She clutched his naked ass and lifted her legs, her pussy sucking his cock deeply.
"Mmmmm, fuck away!" she hissed. "Fuck my cunt as hard as you can, baby! Give mother a real hard fucking!"
Drawing her hands up his back, she pulled his pussy-wet mouth to hers, kissing and sucking at his lips and tongue. His cock burned inside her cunt, and the hairy pussy-lips gripped it, tightening and loosening, his balls resting on the crack of her ass.
Joey, his tongue pushed into his mother's mouth, ran his hands down and under her lifted ass, clawing at her creamy asscheeks. Sandy drew her knees as far back as she could, her cunt high. Joey was pushing at the sleeping bag with his feet, trying to fuck even deeper into the satiny softness of his mother's clinging cunt.
"Fuck me hard, Joey!" Sandy groaned. "I mean real hard! Fuck that lovely cock into mother's cunt as hard and fast as you can! Hurt my cunt, darling!"
Joey buried his face near her neck, clutching her ass with both hands and fucking his cock deeply. His weight was bending her back, and Sandy thrilled to it.
When her son began to fuck her, sending wild thrusts of his cock into her pussy, she cried out for more and harder lunges. His balls beat against the spread of her ass, making her asshole crinkle with sensation. She urged him to fuck hard, as hard as he could.
Wet slapping sounds filled the tent. The sloshy sounds excited Sandy as she held her knees against her tits, her cunt lifted to his pounding cock. She felt the hairy lips of her pussy being smashed with each stab, and still she wanted it harder. She churned her ass with him, bucking up to meet the plunges of his prick.
Sandy began to nibble at his shoulder, to bite his flesh with her white teeth. She was sobbing with growing ecstasy, her cunt fiery and greedy. The slap of his full, hot balls on her asshole sent sweet tremors throughout her naked body. Each of his fuck-thrusts into her cunt knocked the breath from her lungs explosively.
"Give me that cock!" she screamed against his shoulder. "Give mother that beautiful hard cock. Fuck me, fuck mother! Ohhhh, Joey, fuck the shit out of mother's hot cunt! Fill mother's cunt with hot juice-make it run out of my pussy, drown me with your sweet come-juice! Flood me with it-I want it-all of it!"
Joey began to grunt, his fingers clawing at her spread asscheeks. His balls bounced against her asshole, his cock fucking deep.
Sandy moaned as he smashed the hairy lips of her cunt, wanting her son to bruise them, to crush her inflamed clit. She wanted him to bite her tits and chew her nipples.
"Mom, I'm going to-"
Sandy's scream cut off the rest of Joey's words. Her cunt grabbed at his cock with scalding contractions. The spurt of his hot come into her pussy drove her almost out of her mind.
CHAPTER NINE
The next day was cloudy, but still warm.
"It looks like we're gonna be the only ones left," Joey said, watching the last campers load their car.
"Some people don't like storms," Sandy said. "Storms scare them."
"Not me!" Joey grinned at her.
"Oh, is that right? Well, I seem to remember just a few days ago you were so frightened, you almost pissed your sleeping bag."
"That was then. You made it better."
"I love storms," Sandy said softly, looking at the dark clouds gathering in the distance. "There's something wild about storms. I love the thunder and lightning and-Joey, storms excite me very much. I mean, when it's stormy, I get hot-right in my pussy."
"Why would a storm make you hot, Mom?"
"I don't know," she said, remembering her mother coming to her during a storm, and going herself to her brother during a storm. "But they sure get me going."
They watched the last campers leave.
"Well, we're all alone now," Joey said. "Are you sure you wanna stay with this storm coming up, Mom?"
"Of course," she said. "I told you, I love a good storm."
"What if the tent blows away?"
"Then it blows away," Sandy said. "Besides, I don't think we're going to get any wind. Thunder, lightning, rain, sure-but no wind."
"Will the roads wash out?"
"I doubt it," she said, not really caring. They would be safe enough where they were, and they had food to last a week or longer. They would be warm and comfortable during the storm. Besides, summer storms hardly ever lasted very long.
As the storm gathered, the charge in the air pressure could be felt, and Sandy began to experience a delicious anticipation between her legs. She watched her son, who was sitting on a log. He was watching the darkening clouds anxiously.
Sandy pulled her T-shirt over her head. Joey caught the movement and turned to look. Sandy stood with her legs parted, her tits jutting out, nipples stiff. She cupped her tits, lifting them as if offering them to the storm. Her hips swayed, making tight circular movements.
"Don't you care if someone sees you, Mom?" he asked.
"Who would see? No one is here now but us."
"Yeah, that's right," Joey said, licking his lips.
Sandy's fingers toyed with her cutoffs, opening the button at the waist. She pulled the zipper down, and just as the hairs of her cunt showed, she stopped. She traced the fringe of her cutoffs, and pulled one leg aside. She faced her son, who watched her, his eyes getting wider by the second.
"I can take these off now," she said, and pulled the zipper of her cutoffs all the way down. She pushed them past her hips, down her legs, and lifted her feet from them. She stood naked, beautiful, her face glowing toward the dark clouds. "Come on, darling. Be naked with mother in the storm. Please?"
A few drops of warm rain spattered on her flesh.
"Ohhhh, it's about to rain!" Sandy moaned. "Take your shorts off and be naked with me in the storm, Joey!"
Joey stood and stripped his shorts off quickly. He shivered as a few raindrops struck his flesh, but it wasn't because they were cold-it was because he was getting as excited as his mother.
The rain began to fall gently. In the distance they heard thunder roar loudly. Sandy fondled one tit, her other hand sliding in and out between her thighs. Joey watched her eagerly.
"My cunt is getting hot and wet already," she purred. "Here-" She dipped her fingers into her cunt and then offered them to him. "Lick my fingers, taste mother's cunt-cream on them."
Joey lapped at her fingers, tasting the cunt-juices.
"Am I sweet?" Sandy asked. He nodded.
"Mmmmm!" she moaned softly and dipped a finger into her cunt, then brought it to her mouth. "Joey-baby! You know what I'd like?
Pd like to see this campground filled with people, people like us-naked in the storm."
Joey laughed. "That would be an orgy, Mom."
"A lovely orgy, I bet!" she smiled and ran her hand over his naked ass. "A lovely orgy of naked men and women fucking in the storm. That would be very nice."
"I don't think I could watch," he said.
"Why not?"
"Seeing all that cunt, just seeing it-Mom, I'd have to have some of it!"
Sandy made a low gurgling sound. "I know, and so would I. I'd want to fuck them all! Suck each big cock-"
"Mom!" Joey gasped, looking up at her. "I think you would!"
"Of course I would!" she whispered softly, rubbing her cunt as she felt his ass. "Joey, what would you like for me to do to you?"
"I don't understand, Mom."
"What would you like to tell me to do with you? I mean, you tell me what to do and I'd have to do it. Like I was your slave, and you would punish me if I refused."
"Are we gonna play a game, Mom?"
"Yes," she said. "Let's play! I'm your slave and I have to do anything you tell me to do. You're the master."
"Do I have to be the slave next?"
"Not if you don't want to," Sandy said. "I'll play the slave part."
Joey wrapped an arm around her, sliding his hand up her side to cup a tit. "I can always be the master?"
"Yes, baby!" she whispered softly as he squeezed her tit.
"And you have to do anything I say?"
"Anything and everything!"
"What if you don't wanna do something?"
"I will," she promised. "It doesn't matter what it is, I have to do it because you order me to do it."
"I don't know what to make you do, Mom," Joey said. "Anything, Joey."
He thought, but couldn't think of anything he wanted to make his mother do that they had not done already.
The rain was still coming down in gentle drops. Sandy was shivering with excitement, and put her hand in front of her son and clutched his cock.
"Baby, surely there's something you like to make me do. Something you've always wanted to make a girl do for you."
"Well," he said. "There is something I've wondered about, Mom."
"All you have to do is tell me, and I have to do it."
"Well-Mom, walk over there by the log."
Sandy did, turning to face him, waiting.
"No, turn around," he said.
Sandy turned her back to him.
"Now, I want you to hold your ass," he said. "Hold it and lean over and spread your ass open for me."
Sandy clutched the cheeks of her ass, leaning over and pushing her ass back. She pulled her ass open for her son.
Joey gazed at her, seeing her asshole and her cunt. When he told her to spread her legs wider, she did.
"Now, I wanna see if you take a leak that way, Mom."
"You mean-piss, this way?" Sandy asked.
"Yeah," he said in a thick voice.
"I'll try. I guess I have to do it, don't I?"
Sandy strained, trying to piss in her awkward position. She felt shy, but she had started the game, and had to carry it through. She slipped her fingers lower on the cheeks of her ass, pulling her hairy cunt open.
With some effort, Sandy began to dribble piss. Then it became easier. She gushed a hot stream of piss from her cunt, making a puddle between her feet. With her ass arched back, the stream of piss spewed straight down to the ground.
"Yeah, Mom!" Joey grunted. "That's what I wanted to see a girl do!"
Sandy did not piss for long. She sent a final spurt to the ground, but stayed in position, holding her ass and cunt open.
"Now what do I have to do for you?" she asked.
"I'm thinking," Joey said, his cock in his hand, hard from watching Sandy piss.
The rain was starting to come down faster, and lightning crackled in the distance, with the roar of thunder right behind it. Sandy's cunt was boiling, and she wanted him to hurry and tell her to do something else deliciously wanton and wild.
She felt she had to help him.
"Joey, what about-you know, making me show my pussy to your friends?"
"Why would I do that, Mom?"
"Because I have to do what you tell me to do, honey."
"Oh, yeah!" Joey giggled. "I could do that. I could bring the guys over and make you walk around in your panties, and the guys could feel your tits and maybe even suck on them."
"Yes, baby," Sandy said in a breathless voice, becoming more and more excited. "What else would I have to do?"
"Would you fuck them?"
"That's up to you, Joey!" she moaned. "I have to do what you tell me to do, remember? I'm your slave."
"Yeah, that's right! Sure, why not make you fuck them? I could make you lay down and open your legs and they could take turns fucking your cunt, huh, Mom?"
"Oooooh, baby, yes!" Sandy moaned.
Joey gazed at her open ass and cunt, his cock throbbing in his fist. The rain was strong enough now to sting their flesh, but even Joey was enjoying it.
"Maybe I could make you suck them off," he said, stroking his cock as he stared at his mother's ass and cunt. "Yeah, that's right. I'd make you suck them off and they'd come in your mouth, too!"
"Ahhh, baby, baby!"
"I might even bring this pretty girl home someday and you'd have to suck her cunt, huh, Mom?"
"If you said so. I'd suck her cunt if you told me to, darling."
"I would," Joey said. "I'd make you eat her pussy and then I'd fuck her and come in her cunt and you'd have to suck my come-juice out of her pussy and-"
"Would you make me do that, Joey?" Sandy asked hotly. "I sure would!"
"Ohhhh, please, baby!" Sandy whimpered. "Make me do all those things!"
"I just might do that."
"Yes, darling!"
Joey knew his mother wasn't making a game of it any longer. She meant it-she would do what he told her to do, with anyone he wanted. The idea excited him, made his balls hot and full, his cock throb.
"Mom, turn around and come here," Joey said.
Sandy released her grip on her ass and turned, starting toward her son.
"No," he said, holding up a hand. "I want you to crawl to me-on your hands and knees."
A tremor shot through her naked body as she dropped to her hands and knees, crawling toward her son. She stared at his cock as she moved, her tongue licking her lips hungrily. Her cunt was getting very wet.
Joey watched her with hot eyes, seeing her tits hang down and sway. Her nipples were very hard. His cock jerked as he watched, and Sandy's eyes burned on his dripping piss-hole. She didn't know what he wanted her to do, but it didn't matter. When she was about half a foot from his cock, her face held up toward it, Joey began to jerk his fist back and forth.
"Mmmmm, you're going to make me suck it, aren't you?" Sandy asked, eager to have his hot, hard cock in her mouth.
"Just lick it with your tongue, Mom," he said.
Sandy's tongue darted out, circling the smooth cock-head, then lapping at the juices seeping out of his piss-hole. He held his fist tight at the base to make his cock strain forward. He saw her naked ass sway, and he saw the rain on her body.
As her tongue slithered and lapped at the head of his cock, Joey began to pump his fist on it again. Sandy pushed the tip of her tongue against his piss-hole, trying to penetrate it. The pre-cum dripped over her tongue, and the taste created a quivering heat in her cunt.
The storm clouds gathered strength and the rain fell a bit harder. There was no wind, and it was still quite comfortable. Lightning crackled, lighting up the sky. Sandy's passions became wilder, and she wanted to close her mouth around her son's cock and suck him, suck him fast and hard, feel his sweet, boiling come-juice spatter into her throat as the rain splashed on her naked flesh.
The tip of his cock entered her mouth and Sandy sucked it as Joey pounded with his fist. Her tongue moved over his piss-hole, the fuck-juices coating it. She sucked at his piss-hole hard, trying to pull his come from his cock. His fist moved against her lips, and she wanted her son to jack-off hard and bruise her lips with his fingers, then squirt his delicious jism down her hungry throat.
"I'm gonna come in your face, Mom!" Joey groaned.
Sandy's eyes flashed up at his contorting face. She saw his excitement, the idea of spewing his come into her face making him more passionate. She had heard, or read, someplace, that it was supposed to humiliate a woman-a cock gushing off into her face instead of where it belonged, but she didn't feel at all humiliated.
What Sandy felt was an intense excitement that her son wanted to come on her face, to spatter her face with his hot, thick jism. He thought she was beautiful enough to do this to her, and she wanted it as much as he did.
"Do it, darling!" she hissed. "Come in mother's face! Spurt that come-juice all over your mother's face!"
Joey's fist pounded frantically, his hips jerking. He was panting loudly. Sandy tilted her face upward, her lips parted as her tongue wiggled and flicked at his piss-hole, urging him to come. The dirt beneath her hands and knees was turning muddy from the rain.
"I'm just about there, Mom!"
"Mmmm, hurry!"
She arched her ass, parting her knees, feeling the rain sting down on her naked ass, and when the drops struck her asshole or cunt, she moaned with pleasure. Her clit was tucked beneath her, and she couldn't push back or up enough to catch the rain on it.
Sandy kept her face tilted up at her son's cock as he pumped it, her tongue out, licking his cock-head. Being outside in the rain sent shivers of wicked excitement through her naked body. Part of her excitement was due to the gathering storm, and part from doing what her son wanted her to do.
Joey watched his mother's long tongue lap at his cock, then he watched her ass arching to the rain. With a low moan of pleasure, he pushed his cock into her mouth, sliding it deeply, and Sandy sucked greedily at it, her lips tight and wet.
Joey held her cheek, watching as he moved his cock back and forth, gritting his teeth. The seeping fuck-juices coated her tongue and Sandy swallowed them hungrily, sucking hard for more. Her cunt seemed swollen with intense desire, her clit bulging in hardness, pulsating with heat.
"Suck hard, Mom!" Joey gasped. "Ohhhh, I'm getting there! Suck my cock real hard, Mom!"
Sandy struggled to suck as hard as she could, her lips gliding wetly on the cock-shaft, his balls brushing her chin. She moaned happily. The powerful throb of his cock on her lips burned deliciously. On her hands and knees before her son, Sandy's tits swayed tightly as she pushed and pulled her mouth on his cock. The rain was starting to come down harder, stinging drops on her naked flesh. Thunder crashed and lightning crackled.
With a cry, Joey yanked his cock from her mouth and began to stroke it furiously.
"Yes, baby, yes!" Sandy sobbed.
"Catch it, Mom!" Joey yelled.
Hot spurts of his come-juices splashed across her face. Sandy, with a soft cry, opened her mouth wide, catching the rest of her son's come-juice in it, her tongue out.
The hot taste of Joey's come sent rippling ecstasy along her flesh. Her cunt went into spasms, and Sandy didn't feel the rain or hear the thunder or see the lightning.
CHAPTER TEN
"I thought you were going to come in my face," Sandy said as they sat on the log, the rain coming down steadily.
"I don't think anybody could come in your face, Mom," Joey said. "Your mouth is too quick."
She giggled and hugged him tightly. "I can't help it, baby. I want it in my mouth."
"Or your cunt?" he asked.
"Oh, of course, in my cunt, too!"
The crash of thunder came, and Joey snuggled against her, Sandy held him.
"You're not afraid, are you, darling?"
"No, not anymore," he said, one arm around her naked waist, his other hand resting on her satiny thigh near her bushy cunt. His fingers toyed with her soft pussy-hair fondly.
"I enjoy storms so much," she whispered. "They excite me very much, I don't know why, but I get so damned hot and horny during a storm."
Sandy enjoyed storms and the feelings they gave her. Even now, after her strong orgasm when Joey came in her mouth, her cunt was still bubbling for more.
Although it was day, the clouds and storm made it seem like night. The crackling lightning lit things brightly for an instant, and Sandy thought the streaks across the dark sky were beautiful. Thunder had never frightened her, even as a young girl. When it crashed loudly, rattling the windows, she found it soothing. The rain falling on her naked flesh, watching the display of the sky, hearing the booming sounds of thunder, was even more exciting to her than being indoors. She felt a part of the elements, as if the storm was for her pleasure specifically.
Pulling herself from her son, she stood up and began to dance about like some naked, pagan princess, her arms lifted as she turned her face to the sky. She danced wildly, her hips swinging, her tits swaying. Her hands ran up and down her body, over her tits and ass and thighs and between her legs.
Joey watched, becoming excited by her erotic dance. His cock lifted and stood up between his legs. He stretched his legs out and leaned back, letting his cock stick out. He grinned as he watched his mother's dance.
Sandy danced for her son, flinging herself about as the rain came down harder and harder. The sting on her flesh excited her, and when it stung her nipples, she cried out softly with delight. She ran her hands down her body and pulled at her hairy cunt, spreading it, making her clit stand up.
Rain spattered on her clit, and Sandy sobbed with the sensation, her ass bunching as she held her cunt open to the storm. Her hair was plastered to her skull, but she was still beautiful. Her body glistened wetly from the rain. She shoved her hands behind her, sticking her ass out, spreading her asscheeks. She shifted her position so that the stinging rain came down onto the crack of her ass.
Joey breathed with desire, thinking of his mother as some ancient sex goddess, offering her delicious body to the heavens. He remembered seeing a picture of some naked goddess in a book about ancient Greece, and his mother reminded him of the picture.
As lightning cracked, Sandy thrust her cunt forward, as if the lightning was a cock, entering her cunt, fucking her. She gasped and moaned, knowing that she was exciting her son. She twirled and twisted, offering her tits, her cunt and her ass to the storm. She felt as if she was being fucked by the elements, fucked gloriously by the lightning, the thunder signifying a fantastic spurt of come into her cunt. The storm gathered more strength, and it rained harder.
"Maybe we should get in the tent, Mom," Joey said.
"No, darling!" Sandy laughed, dancing again. "This is wonderful! This is the way it should be. There's nothing to be afraid of- relax and enjoy the storm, the way I am."
Joey looked at the dark sky worriedly. He wasn't afraid, just concerned. He took courage from his dancing mother and remained on the log, watching her, his cock still very hard. The rain coming down stung the head of his cock, and he covered it with his hand.
Sandy turned into the storm, wiggling her ass. Joey gazed at her curvy ass, watching the asscheeks bunch. He gripped his balls in one hand, still covering the head of his cock with the other against the stinging rain.
Suddenly, Sandy was on her hands and knees, shaking her ass at her son. "Joey, fuck me, baby! Ohhhh, yes, fuck me with the thunder and lightning and rain! Come on, darling, fuck mother!"
Joey gazed at his mother's cunt, the hairy pink pussy-slit ready for him. The cheeks of her lovely ass parted, and the crinkle of her asshole glistened.
"Come on, baby!" Sandy moaned. "Fuck mother, please! Oooooh, ram that cock to me, baby!"
Joey stood and went to his mother's tilted ass. Dropping to his knees behind her, he ran the swollen head of his cock up and down the slit of her fiery cunt, feeling the wetness of it. Sandy pushed her pussy at his cock, trying to get his prick inside her bubbling cunt. Joey pulled on his cock and rubbed it from the base of his mother's spine to her asshole and the slit of her cunt. Sandy sobbed with the sensation, urging her son to fuck into her fast and hard.
"Oh, baby, don't tease me now!" she cried. "I need that cock in me! Fuck me-fuck mother! Ohhhh, hurry and fuck me!"
But Joey kept rubbing the smooth head of his cock up and down, watching her ass in the dim light, finding it exciting when the lightning flashed and illuminated her white flesh.
Placing the head of his cock against the tightness of his mother's asshole, he pressed.
"Ohhhh, Joey, that's my asshole!" Sandy groaned.
"I wanna fuck it, Mom," he said.
"My asshole?" Sandy asked. "Why my asshole, darling?"
"I've never fucked it, Mom," he said.
Sandy trembled as the head of her son's cock pushed at the pucker of her asshole. Suddenly, she wanted his cock there, too. It would be very appropriate, she felt, getting fucked up her ass for the first time with the storm raging around them.
"Do it!" she shouted.
"Are you sure, Mom?"
"I said do it!" she gasped. "Ohhh, Joey, fuck mother anywhere you want to fuck her! My body is yours-my cunt, my mouth, my asshole, belong to you! You do anything you want with me, remember?"
Joey had his hands on his mother's hips, the head of his cock pushing at the hot ring of her asshole. He began to pull her hips back as he pressed his cock forward. But it wouldn't penetrate.
The pressure felt delicious to Sandy, and she held her breath as his cock burned against her asshole. She tried to relax, to loosen her asshole for him, but it wouldn't open up. "Push!"
Joey pushed, but his cock didn't seem to enter.
"Baby, you've got to get it in me!"
Sandy pushed her ass back as hard as she could and her son pushed forward. The pressure grew, and she felt her asshole starting to stretch, to widen for the head of his cock.
"Harder!" Sandy screamed.
Joey gripped her hips tightly and lunged.
Sandy screamed as -his cock entered her asshole.
It felt as if he had ripped her tight asshole open, and his cock went so deep that she thought it would choke her. Her eyes bulged and her mouth gaped. She felt full, from her asshole all the way to her chest. She could feel her son's cock inside her asshole, feel it throb. She could feel, too, his balls pressing at her fiery cunt.
"Ohhhh, God, Joey!" Sandy gasped. "You feel so big in my ass! God, that's filling me up!"
"Want me to take it out, Mom?"
"Ohh, no!" she whimpered. "I love it! I've never felt so full or stretched in my life!"
"I'm gonna fuck you, Mom," Joey said.
"Easy!" she pleaded softly. "Go easy!"
Joey pulled his cock back, and Sandy felt her asshole clutch at the prick-shaft as if afraid it would come out. She felt the head of his cock just past the ring of her asshole, and then he was fucking his cock back in, deeply. The friction surprised her. It was good-very good.
"Ohhhh, baby, that's-faster, Joey!"
Joey gripped his mother's hips tightly, jerking her ass back as he fucked forward.
Sandy squealed. It felt as if he was driving his cock up to her throat. Her tits swayed as her son began to fuck, sliding his cock in and out of her asshole. Each time he pushed in, his balls smashed against her cunt. Shivering and gasping with sensation, Sandy waggled her ass for him, the rain beating upon their bodies fiercely now.
The storm cracked around them and Sandy cried out with erotic ecstasy. Her son's cock pumped back and forth, the hard cock-shaft sliding in and out of the clutching ring of her asshole. She was taking her son's cock up her asshole during a raging storm, adding to her sexual hungers. First her mother, then her brother, and now her son-filling her with ecstasy during a wild storm.
"Ann, fuck my hot ass, Joey!" Sandy moaned. "Ram that cock up mother's fucking hot asshole! Fuck my asshole-fuck it hard!
Ooooh, Joey, beat my ass with your cock-smash your hot balls on my cunt!"
Joey breathed hard as he fucked into her asshole, watching his cock move in and out. Each time lightning flashed, he saw her asshole stretched around his cock. He felt the deep heat of his mother's asshole, felt the gripping tightness of it, holding his cock in a way her cunt or mouth never had, or could. Her asshole was even tighter than his fist.
"Jerk my ass on your cock!" Sandy sobbed.
Joey held his body still and began to push and pull her hips, making her asshole fuck him. Sandy sobbed, the sounds of her rapture almost as loud as the crash of thunder.
The rain came down hard and brutally now, stinging their naked flesh almost painfully.
Sandy felt her cunt reacting, felt it twitch and quiver as her son's cock fucked in and out of her asshole.
"Joey, you'll make me come this way!" she shouted. "You're fucking me in my asshole, and my cunt is going to come! Ooooh, baby, fuck me hard! Fuck mother up her hot asshole as hard as you can! Ram it to me-fill my asshole with hard cock! It makes my cunt-hot!"
"Ohhhh, Mom, you're so fucking tight!"
"Fuck my tight asshole!"
Joey stopped jerking her ass back and began to fuck his cock in and out faster and faster. His balls drew up at the base, smashing at the hairy, juicy lips of her cunt. The ramming of his cock pushed her breath out loudly, and Sandy braced herself stiffly on her hands and knees, otherwise her son would have pushed her face into the muddy campground.
"Come in me!" Sandy groaned. "Come in mother's ass! I want to feel your cock squirt hot jism up my fucking asshole!"
"I will, Mom!" Joey gasped.
"Ohhh, my cunt-my tits, my ass! I'm on fire, darling! Ohhhh, give it to mother! I want it, want it all, right up my asshole!"
It felt to her as if her son's cock was expanding, becoming thicker inside her asshole. When he fucked deeply into her his balls pulsated against her cunt. The lips of her pussy nibbled at his balls, her clit ready to explode.
"Come now, Joey!" she cried. "Ohhh, please, squirt come up my ass!"
With a wail, Sandy came, her cunt gripping at air, the orgasm rumbling through her like the storm above them. Her asshole sucked and squeezed at her son's cock, making Joey cry out.
Then Joey's hot spurts seemed to splash all the way to her mouth. She was sure that she tasted his come-juice as he filled her asshole with it. Her cunt contracted with strong spasms, her orgasm very intense. Her asshole sucked at his cock, drawing the hot fuck-juices from his balls greedily.
Then, while they were still coming, the storm stopped, and sunshine broke through the clouds.
Joey's cock pulled from her asshole, and Sandy sprawled forward into the mud, laughing with pleasure.
"You see, Joey!" Sandy gasped. The gods are smiling down on us."
"Bull shit, Mom!" Joey laughed, falling into the mud at her side.
"Well, I like to think that way," Sandy said, and began to wrestle with her son in the mud. "Come on, baby, let's get real dirty."
Laughing like naughty children, Sandy and Joey rolled around in the mud, both of them feeling great.
