"Unnnnhhhh, eat it, Mom, I'm coming!" the blissed out boy yelled.
"Mmmm, uuummmm!" Teddi moaned.
Her cheeks were suddenly swelling with an enormous load of her son's come. She held it as long as she could, savoring its taste, but Clint kept jetting more of the molten liquid into her mouth until she had to swallow or drown in it, He filled her mouth a second time and Teddi moaned blissfully and savored his hot salty jism. Then he flopped back with a satisfied sigh.
"Hey, thanks, Mom," he said. "That was just fantastic."
Teddi looked stern. "You'll have to understand that this can never happen again, Clint," she said. "I did it because you needed it so badly, but it was wrong. I want you to forget this happened."
"Mom," Clint laughed, "you gotta be kidding. In fact, I bet you don't wanta forget this anymore than I do." He reached out for her.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Clint, what on earth are you doing?" Teddi squeaked as her husky teenaged son grabbed her and pinned her down on the big beach towel. "I gave you what you wanted, now let me go!"
"No way, Mom," he leered. "The fun's just getting started. I bet you're horny, too. Let's find out."
Teddi blushed furiously as he slipped a hand between her thighs and felt-the scorching-hot cream-slick flesh of her cunt gash. Even an inexperienced kid like Clint could detect the signs of her hot need. Even though he'd just sucked her off, her lust was still at the boiling point.
"Clint, stop that this instant," she snapped. "You know this is wrong."
"I don't care if it is, Mom," he drawled. "Nobody's gonna know about it. Why don't you just relax and enjoy yourself?"
As he spoke, he was trailing his fingers over her swollen wet pussy, teasing and tantalizing her. She creamed helplessly, soaking his fingers and she whimpered with need. She wanted so much just to surrender herself to him, to let him give her all the pleasure she couldn't get from his father. Clint must have detected the weakening of her conscience.
"Come on, Mom," he said softly. "It'll just
be our secret. We really need each other, you know. We could make each other feel so good."
Again she creamed all over his fingers. Clint sensed that he was just about to break down her resolve. He starting easing a stiff finger into her cunt and she sobbed in bliss. His finger was thoroughly soaked with her sizzling cuntal juices by the time he worked it all the way into her.
"Please, Clint," she sobbed.
"Please what, Mom?" he leered. "You just tell me and I'll do it for you. But you gotta tell me."
Teddi reddened. All of a sudden the back yard seemed like a very public place. Even if the neighbors couldn't see into the yard, they could hear what was going on there, and Teddi wasn't about to speak her innermost needs till she had some privacy.
"Let's go to my room, honey," she said shakily. "I want to make sure nobody hears us;
"Sure, Mom," Clint said.
Very reluctantly he drew his cream-drenched finger out of her cunt. It was the first time he'd felt inside a pussy and he wanted to do a lot more of it. It had been so tight and juicy in there, so hot and velvety. He could hardly wait to get his cock into that snug pussy tunnel.
He watched her gorgeous undulating ass as she led the way to the master bedroom. His
mom had a terrific body, just as good as any professional model's. He just couldn't understand dad neglecting her in bed. Was trucking really that important? How could he be out on the road all the time when this beautiful lusty woman was just aching to have him home?
Clint shook his head, mystified. He felt his father was making a big mistake. Right now, for instance, mom was so horny, she was making out with her own kid. But of course Clint wasn't complaining about that part. His father's loss was Clint's gain. He was more than glad to help mom out while dad was away.
Teddi slipped onto the king-sized bed and Clint eagerly followed, pulling her into a hot embrace and kissing her. He darted his tongue into her mouth and probed around. Teddi knew it was his first kiss and she was amazed at how skillful it was. But then he'd watched lots of people kissing before trying it himself.
She melted against him, wantonly rubbing her soft-furred mound against his cock. The response was instant and eager. She felt his prick stiffening and hardening against her belly. She almost moaned with hominess. But she reminded herself that there was one thing she wasn't going to do with Clint. She had to draw the line somewhere.
Clint was rolling on top of her, trying to mount her. She wrenched her mouth away from
his and gasped, "No, Clint, I'm absolutely not going to go all the way with you. Don't argue with me, because that's final."
Clint groaned with frustration, then reminded himself to be patient. He knew it wasn't going to be easy getting his mother to fuck him. The thing was to get her so wildly aroused, so achingly horny, that she'd do whatever he wanted. He slid a hand between her thighs and sought out the juicy mouth of her cunt, popping the tip of his middle finger inside.
"Okay, Mom, how about if I just do this?" he asked.
Teddi couldn't resist. "Mmmmmmm, yes, honey, that'd be so nice," she sighed.
She relaxed and stopped fighting him. He was going to obey her wishes and not try to fuck her, so why not enjoy what he was doing? The big danger was past, Teddi thought. On her back, head on the pillows, she gurgled with pleasure as her son eased his stiff middle finger fully into her cunt, cramming her with it.
"Mmmmmm, yessss," she breathed.
Clint was practically shooting his load just from looking at her. Her big ripe tits stood up firm and stiff-nippled even when she lay on her back. Her beautiful face was flushed and smiling with pleasure. Her legs were parted, giving him room to work, and she moaned happily as he began to finger-fuck her. It was
enough to make any teenaged boy come.
Somehow, though, he managed to hold out. He pistoned his finger stiffly up and down in her juice-slick pussy hole and thought how deliciously tight and silky and hot it was, the ideal place for a guy to cram his swollen cock. That was about all he could think of right now, getting into her. But he'd have to work up to it and he'd have to be very careful how he did it. Mom had some silly adult hang-ups about fucking her own kid.
He finger-fucked her briskly, just as he'd seen others do to their women when he was peeping. This was something a lot of women really got off on. There was one guy he'd watched, a really big man with fingers about the size of bananas, who could get his wife off in seconds by fingerfucking her. He could make her come again and again. Clint had jacked off like crazy the night he watched them.
But he wasn't peeping now. This was the real thing. He had his finger inside an actual cunt and was working a real-live woman toward climax. And to top off his excitement, the woman just happened to be his mother. No wonder he was in constant danger of spraying his jizz all over the bed.
"Unnnhhhh, baby, do it tome faster now," Teddi was moaning. "Make me came."
Clint speeded up his stiff finger-fucking, but
he had no intention of getting her off. That wasn't part of his plan. If he satisfied her, she wouldn't be interested in fucking. He zipped his thick middle finger in and out of her juicy cunt, watching her carefully, trying to gauge just when she was ready to climax.
"Oooooo, honey, that's so good," she squealed.
"Almost there?" Clint asked.
"Not quite," she moaned, "just a little more."
"Sure, Mom," he leered, "all you want." Teddi was creaming uncontrollably as her son's stiff finger jerked inside her fever-hot cunt. Each stiff thrust gave her a buzz of pleasure that took her higher toward climax. It was going to be so easy to come. All she had to do was tighten her pussy around his jerking finger and the delicious hot friction would send her right into orbit. She just didn't want to come yet. She wanted the pleasure to last as long as possible.