With a loud pop she pulled her finger out of his asshole, and she dropped his stiffened prick as if it had burned her hand. "Rick," she said shakily, "I really think we'd better get back to camp now."
No way, Rick thought furiously. She had brought him nearly to the point of cumming, and he'd die if he didn't shoot now. Why did she torture him like this? It wasn't like his mother to deny him anything. He would demand now that she finish the job!
But how to put it into words? Mutely, giving her a look at once defiant and pleading, he seized her hand and placed it on the hard shaft of his young penis, rubbing her palm back and forth over the rigid organ. She'd have to be pretty dense not to understand what he wanted.
Betty met her son's gaze and blushed deeply. She understood well enough. She understood not only that be needed relief, but that it was all her fault. She had made him unbearably horny, and it would be too cruel to abandon him now. She must finish what she had started.
Nodding to him, she looked down at his rigid white prick, thinking to pump him quickly into orgasm. But that would be ignoring her own needs, which were just as urgent as his. Fucking him was out of the question, but there was something else she wanted to do, something which could bring her just as much pleasure. Again she blushed. She hadn't realised until this moment just how badly she wanted to get her mouth on that adorable little cock.
In the good days of their marriage, Betty had always loved sucking Herb's cock. It was an endless source of excitement to her, and he was more than pleased when she wanted to go on doing it for hours at a tune. But their relationship had soured, and it had been years now since she'd had a really good cocksucking session. She eyed her son's pale stiff prick, and she couldn't resist. What harm would it do? Technically, he'd still be a virgin, nobody could really call it incest if she only gave him a blowjob.
Saliva pooled hotly in her mouth, and with a wild lusty moan, Betty went down on him, straddling his slim body and jamming her hot mouth onto his stiff little dick. She kissed it, licked it, nibbled it, swiftly working the wrinkled foreskin back with her lips. She was delighted to find his glans a bright cherry-red, so much prettier than the menacing purple of the adult. At the tip was a tiny dark hole, oozing a pearly little droplet of cream. Betty eagerly lapped up the droplet, savoring its light salty flavor on her tongue before swallowing it. She couldn't wait any longer, she just had to get a mouthful, a real taste. With a hungry growl she took his stiff young cock into her mouth and began sucking it loudly and greedily.
Rick sighed blissfully. He couldn't believe his luck. He would have been satisfied just to have her jerk him off, and he hadn't expected this wonderful treat. He'd heard of blowjobs before, from older boys, but had never experienced one. Once he asked a girl to suck him, and she slapped his face instead. Now he was finding out how really great it was to have his cock sucked. It was hot in his mother's mouth, and the tender tissues of her palate, cheeks, and tongue enveloped him slickly, deliciously. As she sucked him, Betty began to drool uncontrollably, adding a steaming bath of saliva to all the other delightful sensations he felt. He began to pump his hips instinctively, feeding her his stiff tool, and she responded by sucking him all the harder and faster.
As if this weren't happiness enough, Rick was also getting his first prolonged view of female anatomy. Betty was on her knees, straddling him, with her wide white ass practically in his face. Rick had an incredible close view of her pussy, all its moist scarlet folds and tissues. He found it fascinating but confusing. What were all these things for, and why were they so different from his own equipment? He recognized the anus easily enough, but the rest was incomprehensible to him. Just where her reddish mons patch thinned to a delicate fringe between her thighs, he saw a tiny fat bud of red flesh which quivered and creamed before his wondering eyes. He touched it, rubbing his finger over the tender surface.
"Ummmmmm!" moaned Betty.
Since she seemed to like it, he went on rubbing the funny little button of flesh, and as he did so, he was astonished to see a thick stream of juice pour from a hole in the very center. Belatedly he realized that this tiny opening must be her cunt. Eagerly he began to explore it, poking his finger inside and marveling at the clinging, wet, hot walls. Jesus, wouldn't it feel great to stick his cock in there? Lucky Dad, he got to do it all the time! Rick worked his finger even farther into the steaming sticky hole, and he felt her cunt tightening around him, streaming with hot juice. The deeper he poked, the more she seemed to enjoy it, so he worked his finger in as far as he could.
Betty's brain spun with pleasure as Rick moved his stiff finger in her cunt. If only it were bigger, only it were a real cock! Never in her life had she wanted sex so badly. In her feverish arousal she sucked in her cheeks sharply and sucked Rick's rigid little dick for all she was worth. She loved its stiff weight on her tongue, loved the salty cream that dribbled steadily from his glans. Under her chin she felt his little testicles plumping up tightly, and she shivered excitedly as she realized that he was about to shoot his load. Again her saliva flowed hotly and uncontrollably around his jerking rod.
"AAAggghhhhh!!" Rick suddenly yelped.
He began slamming his belly against her face, howling shrilly as she brought him to climax with her delicious unrelenting sucking. Betty felt the first hot sting of cum in her mouth, and she opened her throat, not wanting to lose a drop. As his young cock jerked and squirted frantically in her mouth, she swallowed greedily, again and again, sucking him dry.
Rick had jacked off plenty of times in his young life, but never had he felt a pleasure even remotely comparable to this. Getting sucked off, he discovered, was a thousand times better than masturbating. He gave himself up to it, howling and, writhing and blissfully spraying his mother's mouth full of his hot seed. Then as his limp organ slipped at last from her lips, he fell back limp and half-faint in the grass, still wriggling and squealing with pleasure.
Betty reluctantly climbed off him. She wished that he had gone on poking his finger in her cunt till she came, but that was too much to expect. He was just a boy, he didn't understand a woman's needs. Sighing, she lay down in the grass and closed her eyes, trying to calm herself and to still the horny trembling of her body. When Rick left, she would masturbate – she'd have to! – but for the time being she felt she'd revealed far too much of her animal nature to her innocent young son.
Rick, having recovered his breath, propped himself on one elbow and looked fondly at his mother as she lay beside him. Never had she seemed more beautiful to him than now. Her body was flushed a faint rosy color, and her already huge breasts seemed to be swollen up even larger than ever, the nipples hard and pointed. Impulsively he leaned over her and licked one of the pink bumpy nipples, then tugged at it with his lips. Betty gave a little sob of pleasure. It was then that Rick understood; he had been satisfied, but she hadn't. He felt disgusted at his own selfishness. He'd forgotten all about his mother's needs.
Tenderly he sucked the pretty pink nipple into his mouth, imitating the same sweet motions she'd made when she sucked his cock. He reached down and snaked his fingers through the soft curls of her mons, finding again her fleshy hidden parts. After a moment's fumbling he located her cunt and inserted a finger, pushing it stiffly into her squishy hot tunnel. The effect was almost magical. Betty moaned loudly and arched her body up to meet his probing hand, her cunt juicing hotly and abundantly.
"Oh, yes, Rick, darling!" she murmured hoarsely. "That feels so good! Use two fingers, and keep doing it till I cum!"