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Country Life
by Geminiguy (geminiguy7.hotmail.co.uk@gmail.com)

***

A relationship beyond the norm develops between a mother 
and son who live in isolation out in the back country 
while father works away from home most of the time. (Fm-
teen, inc, mom/son, 1st, mast)

***

My mom grew up in the country. She is very much like one 
of the Clampetts in the Beverly Hillbillies, if you 
remember that TV show. She didn't have a great deal of 
education but she knows things and my father taught her 
about 'refinement' every chance he got [when not 
working] so she won't embarrass him in front of co-
workers or clients. I'm getting ahead of myself here. 

My father is and always was a business man. It's not so 
much about the money for him as it is about staying 'on 
top of his game'. When he met mom it was by pure chance 
[Mom told me the story, my father is too 'refined' to 
admit to it]. He was still 'climbing the corporate 
ladder' back then, and whenever the company wanted him 
to travel, like oversee a new division of the company, 
he jumped at the chance to prove himself. 

Anyway, it seemed that Mom then lived out in the middle 
of nowhere and the latest division of the company was in 
the middle of nowhere the next town over. Apparently my 
father needed to take a leak bad and pulled his rental 
car over. He didn't want to be seen so he went deep into 
the underbrush.

After he relieved himself, my father realized he was by 
a pond, and guess who was swimming naked in said pond? 
My mom, none other. 

The pond was way back of her family's property and when 
it got hot mom would skinny-dip. Well my father found 
his 'soul mate' [that's the word he uses when he tells 
his version of the story] but he also got extremely 
horny because mom's got a hot, well-tanned body. 

One thing led to another and my father [who was too busy 
with work to bother with women most of the time] lost 
his virginity [he leaves that out of his version] and I 
was conceived. 

My father is a very superstitious man and saw it as a 
good omen that he met his soul mate out in the country. 
He married mom right away and vowed to build his home 
out there in the middle of nowhere. 

After that his particular division took off my father 
was promoted and had his home in the country built. And 
it was like the Beverly Hillbillies all over again; my 
father had what amounted to a mansion built. I grew up 
like Jethro Clampett.    
	
My father has me bussed to a better school the next town 
over [not that he's worried about 'refining' me, he just 
has me stay out of the way when he has city visitors] 
and he himself I hardly see. He's up and gone before I 
get up because it takes him hours to get to work and I 
usually see him 9 at night for a while before he goes to 
sleep. Weekends he usually golfs with clients even then 
I don't see him much. I spent most of my time growing up 
around mom. 

When I started going to school I compared the girls to 
mom [in my head, not out loud] and mom beat them hands 
down. Mom is so beautiful and sexy. She's tall at 6'1" 
[I'm 14 now and I'm 6'4"] with long light blonde hair 
with natural streaks of dark blonde halfway down her 
back, she has blue/green [where I get mine from], and a 
very curvy body, she a flat stomach with a narrow waist 
but wide hips and 42DD tits. 

I started jerking off when I was 8 and mom's body was 
always the center of my attention [and especially those 
massive titties].  

All that jerking has given me a 9-1/2 inch plus cock 
which is very thick, too. It's hot around her a lot so I 
tend to just wear cutoffs around mom and she can't help 
but notice my bulge. She says I take after dad that way. 
Otherwise I'm very much like mom in looks. I can see how 
mom looks at my muscular body - I'm very active in 
sports and at times I help out on a neighbor's farm - 
and I know dad's not giving it to her as much. Mom puts 
on a show, too. 

When my father is around she dresses very city-like [and 
he never brings anyone unannounced, fearing we might 
embarrass him] but when he's away in the house she tends 
to wear cutoffs that show off a lot of her butt cheeks 
and her tops are tied under her titties and unbuttoned 
showing her massive bra. Outside she wears tiny bikinis 
[never thong] that you can see her dark pubes peaking 
out of the sides on top of and lots of titty spillage on 
the top and bottom. Mom has seen me slip a hand into my 
cutoffs to jerk off but never says a word.   

This was turning out to be a hot summer and mom came 
walking out to the pool in just a bikini bottom! Her 
massive tits jiggled with each step... "Mom! What the 
hell!" 

She looked out me. "What? It's really hot today." 

I stood up and my erection was way obvious in my swim 
trunks [and I hadn't even touched it yet]. "You KNOW the 
effect you have on me! Do you love torturing me?!?" 

Her eyes had been on my bulging crotch when she looked 
at my face and replied. "Of course not. I didn't think 
it would get hard by itself like that." 

"Of course you didn't think. Want to know what I think? 
I think you need to take care of it for me!" 

She saw how upset she had made me and ignored what I 
first said. But she couldn't ignore my solution to the 
problem she caused. "I can't fuck you! You're my son and 
it's incest." 

I could tell by the look in her eyes if I wasn't her son 
she'd be bouncing up and down on my huge cock right now. 
"There are other ways, mom." 

She shook her head. "I'm not sucking your cock. No way. 
That's nasty!" "Besides, that would still be incest, 
taking you into my body." 

"I was thinking more along the lines of a handjob, mom." 

She looked at me and blushed. "A handjob?" 

I pushed down my swim trunks, and mom saw my cock for 
the first time since I was a baby. "Okay, lay back, 
you." 

I did as she said and laid back out in the sun as I'd 
been doing but now mom was kneeling between my legs 
about to give me a handjob. 

Wrapping her hand around my cock, mom began to smile. "I 
haven't done this since way before you were born..." She 
slowly began stroking my cock. It was a totally hotter 
experience from when I jerk off. I wanted to reach up 
and cup mom's titties but she seemed to read my mind. 

"Keep your hands to yourself, mister, or I'll stop what 
I'm doing and walk away." 

I nodded. 

When mom was satisfied I wouldn't try anything her smile 
returned to her face and she went back to her story. "As 
I was saying, I haven't done this since way before you 
were born. My granny had died way before I was born and 
grandpa would get erections when he least expected 
them,"

She told me as she slowly stroked my cock - which was 
leaking pre-cum down her hand - something it never did 
when I jerked off. "So grandpa taught me how to give him 
a handjob cause he said he didn't trust anyone else to 
do it. But he said we could never have sex cause that 
would be incest and that's wrong." 

I grinned. 

"So that's where you got that crazy idea..." 

Mom swatted me. "Hush, you," Mom grinned as she stroked 
me faster. "Anyway after that whenever when of the 
fathers from the other farms would catch me swimming 
naked in the pond I'd have to give them a handjob to 
keep them from fucking me," Mom continued as she stroked 
me harder. 

"I bet they couldn't keep their hands off you either but 
I'll also bet you let them," I said teasingly. 
"Especially with those big tits..." 

"Ha! When I was 7 or 8 they weren't much interested in 
my flat chest. But by the time I was 9 my tits started 
to come in and then they got interested..." Mom grinned. 

I grunted and my cock swelled up in her pumping fist.   

The suddenly I couldn't hold back and my jizz spewed out 
high up and splattered on the ground beside my head. 

With a self-satisfied look on her face Mom aimed it more 
centered and the next 2 blasts arced up and splashed on 
my chest; the fourth and fifth on my upper stomach, 
sixth on my lower stomach and last 3 dribbled down her 
stroking hand. 

I don't know why I did it but during the fourth spurt I 
reached up and grabbed Mom's tits squeezing them 
roughly. She calmly kept stroking me off until I started 
to soften in her hand. She let go of my cock, wiped her 
hand on my leg and walked off. 

I laid there, my cock half hard, watching mom's butt 
sway - her bikini had slipped up into her butt crack - 
until she entered the house. I just laid there and 
jerked off from the sight of Mom's butt and titties from 
the sides until I shot off another load. 

After I caught my breath I jump in the pool to get rid 
of all the sweat and jizz. I didn't Mom again until 
later that evening when she came in my room in her 
cutoffs and sleeveless shirt tied under her bra.

"MOM!!!" I exclaimed jumping up and hugging her. "I'm 
sorry, I shouldn't have done that before, I was out of 
line." 

Mom smiled. "It's okay, I'm not mad at you. How can I 
expect a son to keep his hands off of his own mother 
when his own mother can't keep her hands off of him?" 

I looked at her confused. "Mom?" 

She put her finger to my lips and hushed me. "You were 
always jerking off inside your cutoffs cause I turned 
you on, which made me so wet, but I was already turned 
on by your hot, young body and huge cock. When you told 
me to give you a handjob it was an excuse for me to get 
my hands on your cock. I was so wet while I stroked you, 
and when you grabbed my tits I didn't want you to know 
how horny I was. 

"When I got in the house I rushed upstairs, tore off my 
bottoms and fingered myself like crazy. I've been 
fingering myself on and off thinking about your cock for 
the last few hours frustrated. Want to know why?" Mom 
didn't wait for an answer. She whispered, "Cause I want 
the real thing..."

Mom planted her lips on mine passionately as she opened 
my cutoffs and pulled out my cock and stroked it. 
Wasting no time, I slid my hands down the back of her 
own cutoffs and kneaded those butt cheeks that made me 
jizz the second time. Mom pushed off her cutoffs and 
tore off her top and bra. I threw off my cutoffs and Mom 
pushed me on my bed. She kissed me again and stroked my 
cock roughly. 

Mom mounted me and sank her hairy pussy down onto my 
throbbing cock. I groaned and she gasped. "Yours is 
thicker than your father's..." Mom hissed softly. She 
started bouncing up and down wildly on my cock [didn't I 
tell you that's what she wanted? Wink]. 

Her pussy clamped around my cock and I came in about 5 
minutes [after Mom orgasmed about t times] but I was 
still hard and Mom never stopped fucking me. She kept 
moaning so good, so good between orgasms. When I came in 
her the second time Mom shrieked and collapsed on me in 
a sweaty pile. When she caught her breath I rolled Mom 
onto her back.    

I was still hard and I began fucking Mom hard. She 
looked up as me wide-eyed. Putting her hands around my 
neck she kissed me. "Your father can never stay hard. He 
loses it after one orgasm..." She gasped. I fucked Mom 
through a dozen more orgasms before I flooded her womb 
for the third time with my jizz. 

We were exhausted and sweaty when I rolled off of Mom 
but I was still hard, pointing up to the sky. Mom saw it 
and crawled down and sucked it clean. "I thought you 
didn't suck cock, Mom," I teased. "You said it was 
nasty." 

She grinned back. "I was wrong. And if I can fuck my son 
I can suck him, too..." She went back to sucking me off 
and I just laid back wondering what other surprises were 
in store for me. You never know what life is going to 
throw at you.

THE END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story
is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything
in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in
"real life" can look forward to many unproductive
years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in
their local prison system.
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