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Shellie lay on the small deck of the houseboat, the hot sun burning
into her already golden flesh.

She rested on the foam mattress, on her stomach, her bikini top
untied and her tits smashed beneath her. The bottoms of her bikini
were so skimpy that the luscious sweetness of her swelling ass was
half exposed. The sun heated her body, and she writhed sensually,
opening her legs to allow the rays to touch her inner thighs.

Shellie was slender, like a fashion model. But still, even though
she was slim, she had curves and hollows that excited the beholder.
She had rich, dark-brown hair reaching to her shoulders. She was
tall, an inch or so above the average woman. Her face was exquisite,
her flesh the creamy smoothness that made other women envious.

Shellie's tits were rounded and firm, the valley between them narrow.
They were full tits, yet tilted at the tips, her nipples arching
toward the sky when she stood. Her tits had always been firm, tight,
and round. Her waist was quite small, easily spanned by the hands of
a big man. Her stomach was flat, with only a hint of roundness below
her dimpled belly button. Her hips were curvy, flowing into
exceptionally long thighs and curvy legs. Perfectly shaped, her legs
were outstanding in her bikini or shorts. Her ass, although small,
was tight and rounded, the cheeks flawless, the crack deep and
tantalizing to the watcher.

Below her belly button was a thick mass of curly, soft hair that
excited anyone lucky enough to view it. The lips of her cunt, puffy
and tight, were almost hidden by the hair, especially with her legs
closed. The only problem with Shellie's cunt, if such could be
called a problem, was her unusually long clit. It was good inch in
length, and she knew there weren't many women with such a clit.

Although the size of her clit had never caused her a problem, it had
caused her ex-husband to complain that it was like a very tiny cock,
and he refused to suck or lick it for that reason. But Shellie's
clit was the most sensitive part of her pussy. Not that her cunt
itself wasn't sensitive; it was. She could easily come with a cock
inside her cunt, the friction of a hard cock sliding in and out of
her wet cunt lips crating a wonderful spasm of orgasm in her. But if
her clit was sucked or licked, Shellie would often go out of her mind
with ecstasy, and come many times before the spasms would fade away.

Shellie enjoyed her clit.

When she was aroused, her clit swelled and bulged out almost an inch
long. She loved to hold it between her finger and thumb, and work it
up and down. She had allowed her husband to watch this once, and he
had made fun of her, saying it was the same as a boy jacking off.
Needless to say, his attitude cut into their relationship, and soon
they were sleeping in different beds, and no longer fucking. Since
her divorce, Shellie had been stroking her clit and making herself
come as her sole means of gratification.

And hating it.

She writhed beneath the hot sun, almost asleep. The background
noises were soothing. The soft lapping of the waves against the hull
of the houseboat was peaceful, and the soft clatter of her son inside
the boat was a comfortable, familiar sound. The river was wide, and
clean, not muddy and dirty like so many rivers. The banks were lined
with shrubbery and trees, and she had steered into this very small
cove and docked for the rest of the afternoon.

The divorce settlement had come at the end of the school year, and
now she and her son, Jay, had three wonderful months to enjoy the
river before he would return to school. Maybe they would find a nice
place to live on the houseboat where he could attend school, too.

The houseboat wasn't large, but quite luxurious. It contained only
one bedroom, but there was fold-out bunk over the queen-sized bottom
bed.

"Mom, where's the damned tea?" Jay called.

"Honey," Shellie called back in a lazy voice. "You know I don't like
you to use such language. And the tea is on the top shelf above the
refrigerator."

"You want a glass, Mom?" he called, paying not the slightest
attention to her very mild complaint.

"That would be nice," she replied.

She thought of Jay, realizing he was growing up. When her husband
had
drawn away from her, she had turned her affection toward her son, and
Jay accepted her hugs and caresses willingly.

As they drifted down the river that morning, they had passed a
smaller houseboat, with three girls, all in very skimpy bikinis. Jay
had stared at them with glowing eyes. Shellie had glanced at the
front of his swimming trunks. She smiled to see his cock straining
in hardness.

She heard her son come out of the cabin, and looked up at him without
raising her head. She took the tall glass of iced tea and, as she
lifted her arm, the curve of one tit showed all the way to her
nipple. She heard her son gasp, but she said nothing. While Jay sat
in a deck chair, Shellie put the glass next to her head. She looked
at her son with slitted eyes.

He was looking at her, too. She didn't mind him looking at her; she
was used to being looked at, and her son was a man. Well, a boy,
really, but he was showing a very intense interest in girls, lately.

The sound of a motor came near, and she lifted her head to see a
cruiser slowly going past. It was filled with young girls, all of
them wearing practically nothing. One of the girls waved, and Jay
waved back. Shellie saw her son watching them.

The girl who had waved stood up and turned her back toward them,
sliding her bikini bottoms down and flashing her pretty ass. The
girls hooted and hollered, thrusting their middle fingers in the air
with the obscene gesture of fuck you.

"They're not very nice, are they?" Shellie said, sipping her iced
tea.

Jay had seen the girl flash her cute ass, but now he was looking at
his mother again, his eyes widening slightly as he saw one of her
tits. He saw the light-brown nipple, and made a noisy, gulping
sound.

Shellie glanced down at herself, then laughed softly. It was okay if
her son saw her tit, she felt. Even though she was his mother, her
tits were no different from those of any other woman, although firmer
and much prettier. She wiggled her hips into a more comfortable
position. Her long clit had begun to throb and swell, and it pushed
at the pad beneath her.

Jay watched his mother's ass wiggling, and again he made a swallowing
sound. He had caught a glimpse of his mother's crotch.

Shellie knew what he was seeing, but she didn't close her thighs.
With her unusually long clit swelling into hardness, she found
herself becoming excited, her cunt turning wet. With very gentle,
almost subtle, movements, she squirmed her crotch at the mat, knowing
her son was watching.

Jay was, indeed, watching. He saw the cheeks of his mother's
swelling ass clench in tightness, saw the way she pressed her crotch
at the mat. His cock began to throb, and he made no effort to
conceal it. Shellie, with her eyes slitted again, peeked at him,
watching his cock press at his wide-legged swim trunks. She found
herself growing warmer with desire, and her hips seemed to move of
their own accord.

Suddenly Jay turned away and entered the cabin.

Shellie was disappointed in him. She knew she had been teasing her
son sexually, making his cock hard, doing things to draw his eye.
She considered her actions, and discovered she wasn't in the least
ashamed of it. Her son was interested in girls, and she was girl,
although his mother. She closed her eyes and found herself wondering
about Jay's cock, his balls, his young ass. That he was a virgin,
she knew. He was far too young to have become close enough to a girl
to fuck her, she was sure. She began to see her son in her mind,
without his trunks on, his cock and balls exposed to her. She
started writhing her ass, pressing her swollen clit at the mat, her
cunt bubbling with sweet, wet heat.

From inside the cabin, Jay was watching his mother through a window
screen, his cock in his hand. He squeezed and pumped his prick, eyes
staring at the exciting movements of her ass and thighs. He knew
what his mother was doing, and it sent shivers of pleasure through
him. When he first began to jack off a few weeks before, squirting
his young cum juice with force, he had started looking at girls with
intense desire, wishing he had one to shove his cock into.

Shellie, not knowing her son was watching her, smashed her throbbing
clit into the mat, giving a soft cry of delight as she came. When
her ass became still, Jay pounded on his cock in a frenzy, not
knowing that his mother, now that her excitement was cooling, could
hear his gasping breathing. Shellie knew then that her son had been
watching her, and that he was inside the cabin, jerking off wildly.

She wiggled her ass for his pleasure, opening her thighs so he could
see the bulge of her cunt inside the tight band of her bikini
bottoms. At the same time she lifted up, looking out over the river.
One of her tits showed now, and she listened to her son's quick
intake of excited breathing.

She shivered in pleasure as she listened to Jay's soft grunt as he
came, and then lowered herself back onto the mat, crushing her tit
beneath her, but leaving her long legs open.

Later, almost asleep, she heard the door of the cabin open, and
peeked.

Jay came out and walked to the side of the deck. She watched him
lift the side of his swim trunks and pull his cock out. Arching his
hips forward, he sent a long stream of piss into the river. Shellie
knew her son thought she was asleep, and the knowledge that he would
pull his cock out with her there and take a piss sent a shudder of
pleasure through her. Although she could not see much of his cock,
seeing him piss created a heat inside her cunt that almost caused her
to come again.

Still later, after dark, she prepared a light dinner. Since she
still wore her bikini, she felt her son watching her as she moved
about the small kitchen. She couldn't resist, and, humming softly,
did a few dance steps that made her tight ass moving suggestively.

Since being on the houseboat, she had allowed her son to climb into
the top bunk before she entered, and had undressed and pulled her
nightgown on in the kitchen or living area. This was accomplished in
the same way tonight, but Shellie wanted to be with her son badly
now.

When her son called out that he was in bed, Shellie pulled her bikini
off and slipped a gown over her naked body. She switched the lights
off, then climbed into the queen-sized bed beneath her son's bunk.

Almost immediately, she heard his sheets rustling. As she listened,
she found a rhythm to the sounds.

Knowing her son was jacking off again, Shellie felt her cunt throb
and become wet, her clit bulging out. She slipped her gown to her
waist and, feeling wanton, pushed her sheets to her feet. If her son
looked over the edge of his bunk, he would see her in the dim light.
Shellie stroked her long clit with two fingers, listening to her son
jerking at his cock. She squeezed her inflamed clit between her
thumb and forefinger, and then started working on it with short
jerks.

"Oh, fuck it!" Shellie suddenly gasped.

The rustling above her stopped.

"What did you say, Mom?"

For a moment, Shellie couldn't believe she had said that.

Then she giggled, a throaty, lewd sound.

"I said, fuck it!"

"Mom!"

"Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it," she hissed, smashing her clit hard. "I
know what you're doing up there, Jay. I can hear what you're doing,
you did it near the window, and you're doing it again!"

Silence greeted her words.

"Jay, you're jacking off!" she said. "I know you're playing with
your cock, and I know you played with it earlier, looking at me."

"Mom, what are you talking about?" Jay asked, his voice quivering
with part fear, part excitement. "I'm not doing anything like that!"

"Bullshit!" Shellie snorted, jumping to her knees and then to her
feet.

She looked over the edge of her son's bunk, but Jay had pulled the
sheets to his neck when he heard his mother. At the side of his bunk
was a small window, and the full moon seemed to cast a silvery light
right across his crotch. His cock stood up, tenting the sheet.

With a quick dart of her hand, Shellie pulled the sheet from her
son's body and saw his cock sticking through the fly of his shorts.
She gasped as she stared at it.

Jay grabbed for the sheet with a surprised gasp, but his mother tore
it from his hands

"Look at you," she said, her voice husky. "Lying up here above me,
jacking that cock off! And me... and me..."

Her hand shot out and closed about her son's cock. Jay gasped as his
mother squeezed his cock hard. He lay stiff and unmoving, not
certain what he was supposed to do. What his mother said was true,
but he didn't know how she knew. He wasn't afraid; he was just
startled by the sudden grab his mother had made on his cock.

Shellie felt the heat of her son's cock searing her fist, felt the
throbbing of it. She held his cock as tight as she could, making
moaning sounds, staring at his bulging cockhead in the shaft of
moonlight.

"Oh, God!" she whimpered with excitement.

Her fist moved, slowly upward. Then downward, still slowly. Up...
down.

"Mom, do you know what you're doing?" Jay gasped.

"Yes, damn you," she groaned. "I know perfectly well what I'm doing.
I'm jacking your goddamn cock, that's what I'm doing!"

Jay gritted his teeth. His mother's fist wasn't moving very fast on
his cock, but it was going up and down. The sensations were
overwhelming him, and he struggled to remain as still as he could,
not knowing if he should move or not.

Shellie pumped her son's cock as she stood on her bed, her pointing
tits smashing at the edge of the overhead bunk. Her eyes were big
and round, glassy with increasing desire. The head of her son's cock
bulged out hotly, her fingers squeezing his prick very hard. Then
she moved her hand downward, and cupped his balls through his shorts.
She pressed at them, squeezing them, and Jay groaned softly with
delight. With a low cry she released his balls and grasped his cock
again.

"Ohhhh, Jay!" she whimpered, racing her fist up and down this time,
holding his cock tightly.

"Mom!"

"Come here," she said, pulling at his cock. "Jay, climb down to my
bed."

As her son swung his legs over the bunk, Shellie kept a tight grip on
his cock as if afraid it would disappear. With her holding his cock,
Jay couldn't drop down to her bed. Shellie brushed her cheek over
this thighs as she stared at the hard-on. Then, before her son knew
what she was going to do, Shellie darted her face to his prick and
kissed the head. It was a quick kiss, right on his piss hole, but it
was long enough for Shellie to feel his moistness, long enough to
make her lips tingle, and her clit to lurch.

"Now, climb down, baby," she said in a very low, throaty, voice,
turning his cock loose.


Chapter Two:



Jay lay on his mother's bed, flat on his back.

There was no moonlight here, and Shellie clicked on the small reading
light on the bulkhead.

"I want to see," she whispered.

Jay gazed at his mother. He didn't feel shy, or embarrassed. He
felt an intense excitement, his cock standing out of the fly of his
shorts, very hard. He was proud of his hard-on, pleased that his
mother found it fascinating.

He looked at her. Her silk gown clung to her slender body, outlining
it. The top strained over her pointing tits, the lace exposing the
creamy swells. He saw the shape of his mother's thighs, the way her
nipples pressed at the tip. His cock jerked back and forth as he
looked at her.

Shellie sat near his thighs, staring at her son's cock with
smoldering eyes. She was pleased with the size, the long shaft and
rounded head. She ran a hand up her son's thigh, toying with his
balls.

"Beautiful," she murmured huskily. "It's very beautiful, Jay."

Her hands moved up and down his thighs, caressing his flesh. She
hooked her fingers into the waist band of his shorts, and slowly
dragged them down. Jay lifted his ass slightly as his mother pulled
his shorts to his knees.

Shellie again gazed upon his cock, watching his young balls. They
looked very full, loaded and hot. She moved her hand up his leg once
more, and stroked the tips of her fingers over his balls. Jay gasped
and looked down. He was breathing harshly with excitement, and
Shellie was pleased with his responses to her fondling hand.

She drew one knee up, resting her chin on it as she gazed hotly at
his exposed cock and balls, gently touching them. She wanted to
expose herself to him, show him her juicy cunt, but was afraid that
once he saw her unusually long clit he might react as his father had
done. But since her pussy was bubbling with liquid fire, she pressed
her other hand to her crotch, exerting pressure upon that throbbing
clit-knob. When she moved her hand on her pussy, the silky gown
slipped along her thigh, revealing the smooth, creamy leg to her
crotch.

"Oh, Jay," she mewled, closing her fist about his cock again. "It's
so hard, baby! So very hard!"

Jay watched his mother, his eyes darting from her thigh to the hand
that was now rubbing up and down her crotch. He wanted to see his
mother's cunt. It was exciting to watch her rubbing between her legs
as she pumped his cock. For his first experience with a girl, it was
plenty for Jay. No one other than himself had touched his cock, and
he enjoyed his mother's hot fist around it.

"Ohhh, baby, I'd love to make you come," Shellie whispered hotly,
squeezing his cock very hard. "I'd love to make you come this way!"

She sat on his right side, her right hand moving up and down his
cock. She parted her long legs wide, but kept the other knee up and
her chin on it. She rubbed at her cunt through the gown, breathing
forcefully, her tits lifting and falling. Jay squirmed his hips,
unable to remain still beneath the stroking fist of his mother.

"Oh, yes," she mewled. "Move, honey! Move all you want. I know you
can't be still when it feels so good."

Jay was moaning softly now, his hips twisting as his mother's fist
moved up and down his cock. Shellie sat with her legs opened, her
palm moving, feeling the wet heat of her cunt coming through the thin
gown. Her fist moved faster, and her palm rubbed with increasing
speed. She writhed her ass on the bed, whimpering as she jacked her
son's cock. There was something especially erotic about him lying
there on his back with those shorts stretched at his knees.

She licked her lips, tasting the wetness from kissing his cock as he
sat on his bunk. She felt the urge to lower her face, kiss it again,
lick at the head, swirl her tongue around it and lap his piss hole.
She resisted the urge, not wanting to startle her son with such a
thing. She rubbed her pussy, excited because he was watching her do
it, and she pumped at his throbbing cock with her other hand. One of
her thighs was completely exposed to her hip, and Jay gazed at the
inner flesh.

Jay moaned. "Oh, Mom, you're doing it too fast!"

With a lewd giggle, Shellie pounded faster on his cock, her fist
flying up and down, smacking at the base with a soft sound. Then she
twisted her palm around the wet head, closed her fingers about the
shaft, and jerked vigorously again.

"It's not so fast, honey," she whispered. "Your cock will squirt for
Mother, won't it? I can make your cock squirt, can't I?"

"If you keep going that fast, you will!"

He lifted his hips as his mother came down, and lowered them when she
pulled upward, making fucking thrusts at her fist. He couldn't
prevent the movement. Her fist felt so good on his cock.

So excited to be jacking her son's cock off, Shellie had shoved her
hand beneath her lifted gown. Now she was working a finger into her
cunt, then up over her swollen clit into her cunt again.

Jay stared at her exposure, seeing her finger moving into her pussy,
the thick, silky hair, and part of her clit. He watched her finger
stab into the pink wetness of her cunt, eyes bulging with excitement.

Shellie's finger made wet sounds as she finger-fucked herself, while
her other hand was beating frantically on her son's cock. She
twisted and writhed her ass at the mattress, gasping and whimpering
with boiling hunger. Her fist banged furiously at his hard cock,
making his balls jiggle. Her finger rammed in and out of her cunt,
and then she drew it up to her long clit. She rubbed her slippery
wet finger about the inflamed tip with as much frenzy as she jerked
Jay's prick.

"Oh, show me, Jay! Let Mother see you squirt! Oh, darling, come!
Let it go, baby! Shoot it in the air!"

A soft scream bubbled from her throat and she rammed her finger hard
and deep up her cunt, holding it there. Her eyes glazed and she
shivered, squeezing his cock desperately.

"Ohhh, I came!" she gasped. "My God, I came, Jay!"

Jay's eyes were big as he stared at his mother's finger up her cunt.
He wanted to see more of her pussy, but her hand covered it except
for hair along the side.

"Now, you!" she hissed, and began to jerk his cock hard and fast with
short, jerking pumps of her fist. "You're going to come, too! I'm
going to make you come, Jay!"

Jay grunted and arched his hips upward as his mother's hand flew up
and down his cock.

Shellie watched his prick with hot eyes, her finger still buried in
her pussy, but not moving. Her cunt was squeezing at her finger, and
her long clit burned at her palm. She moved her fist up and down her
son's cock almost desperately.

"Come, Jay!" she urged in a husky voice. "It's your turn, baby! Let
Mother see you come! Squirt it, Jay, squirt it!"

Jay was struggling, his uplifted hips twisting. His balls became
very tight, and drew up at the base of his cock.

"Mom, I'm about to...to come!" he shouted.

"Yes!" Shellie cried out. "Come for me! Come for Mother!"

Shellie's eyes stared at her son's piss hole, watching it flare open
and drip, the head bulging smoothly. She felt her son's cock throb
with more power, and she waited anxiously to see his cum juice gush
from it.

Jay's cock erupted.

"Ahhh, baby!" Shellie gurgled, seeing the thick cum juice spurt high
into the air, splashing back down on her wrist. She pumped as he
came, and the cum juice squirted time and again, going high,
spattering her lower arm, his thighs, his stomach. "God, Jay! Oooh,
come hard! Sweet, sweet cum!"

Time and again his cock gushed, coming more than Shellie suspected.
By the time he finished, her lower arm and fist were glistening with
the slippery cum juice, and his thighs and stomach looked coated.

With a grunt of pleasure, Jay let his ass fall to the bed, but
Shellie kept her tight grip on his cock, feeling it relax. Her eyes
were bright, and her face was radiant with excitement. She licked
her lips, and when his cock was soft in her hand, she turned it
loose. She leaned forward on her hands and knees and kissed her son
on his mouth, writhing her full lips against his with a soft, purring
sound.

"Don't go away," she whispered as she swung her legs over the edge of
the bed.

The small bathroom was a feet away, and she slipped into it, leaving
the door open. The small reading light on the bulkhead gave just
enough illumination for Jay to watch his mother. She ran water over
a cloth, and then came back to him. She washed the cum juice from
his thighs and stomach, then gently washed his cock and balls,
squeezing them tenderly and with a great deal of affection, smiling
at her son.

"Did you like that, honey?" she asked softly.

Jay nodded, grinning up at her.

"It's better than doing it for yourself, isn't it?"

"It sure is, Mom," he agreed, watching her as she used the cloth to
clean her arm and hand.

She leaned down and kissed his mouth once more, then returned to the
small bathroom. Again she left the door open, but stood facing her
son. She lifted her gown to her hips, and sat on the toilet. Jay
stared at her, his eyes seeing the thrust of her pointed tits, the
creamy flesh of her thighs. Then he heard her pissing, and he
giggled.

"It isn't funny," she said. "I've heard you pissing in here a lot,
you know. And...I saw you piss over the deck earlier."

Jay flushed lightly.

"Oh, don't act embarrassed," she said. "You knew I was there, that I
might not be dozing. You're so damned innocent, you know, baby."

Shellie tore a few squares of paper, then changed her mind and tossed
the paper into the small waste basket. She stood, and for a moment
held the nylon about her hips, allowing her son to stare at the silky
hair of her cunt.

"Do you like it?" she asked huskily, lifting the gown to her waist so
her son could see the lush, fan-shaped hair.

"Oh, nice, Mom!"

Shellie twisted her hips lewdly.

"Why don't you take your shorts off for me?" she whispered, stepping
out of the small bath and standing at the side of the bed.

Jay stripped his shorts off swiftly, his cock starting to lift again.

Shellie stared down at it, holding her gown up with one hand and
running her fingers through the soft hair of her pussy. She didn't
care if her son saw her clit now. She was so excited she could
hardly stand it. She took hold of her son's hand, placing his palm
against her thigh and drawing it upward to her hip. Then she grasped
his cock and pumped it, feeling it swell into hardness.

"Ooooh, it's nice and hard again, darling," she cooed hotly, climbing
onto the bed. "So very hard and...and hot!"

She straddled his legs, holding his balls in one hand, his cock in
the other. She pressed her thighs against his and began to rub her
juicy cunt on one of his knees. Jay felt it, and was holding his
breath. He had never felt a cunt in his young life, but he loved the
wet heat he was feeling on his knee. He pushed his knee at his
mother's cunt, anxiously. Shellie grinned down at him as she felt
the pressure. Rubbing her cunt along her son's knee, Shellie grasped
his cock and jerked up and down, hissing and gurgling with delight.

"Baby, baby, baby," Shellie whispered hotly, sliding her wet, hairy
cunt just past her son's knee. Her eyes smoldered with increasing
desire as she pumped at his cock, rolling and twisting his balls
tenderly. "You're so very big, Jay! So big and hard! Ooooh, honey,
your balls feel so full! Is that for Mother, darling? Are your full
balls for me?"

"Mom, please," Jay groaned, lifting his hips, pushing his cock into
his mother's fist. "You're gonna make me come again if you keep that
up!"

"But I want you to come again, darling," she purred, sliding her cunt
along his thigh now, her knees pressing at his hips. "Mother wants
you to come again, but this time..."

She lifted her ass and shoved the swollen head of his cock against
her inflamed clit. She gasped with the contact, wiggling her hips
wantonly. She looked down, watching the head of his cock peek from
the thick curls of her cunt, feeling the shaft rubbing against her
long clit.

"Would you like to feel your cock in me, honey?" she whispered.

"Oh, Mom! Can I? Would you let me stick it in you?" Jay asked
excitedly.

Grinning down at her excited son, Shellie lifted her hips until her
sons' cock was beneath her, the swollen head pointing at her pussy.
She held it at the base, moving her hips, rubbing her wet pussy lips
along the head. Jay was holding his breath as he gazed down,
watching. His mother's exceptionally long clit excited him almost as
much as the heat of her wet pussy did.

"Be very still, Jay," she moaned. "Let Mother do it! Be still and
let me show you how good it will feel."

She lowered herself just enough to take the smooth head of her son's
cock into her cunt. Her eyes half closed as an ecstatic moan came
from her. Her cunt squeezed the head of Jay's cock, the contractions
gripping with flexing heat. Shellie purred softly, then a long hiss
of air came from her as she slowly lowered her cunt onto her son's
prick.

Jay gurgled as he felt the wet heat closing around his cock, his own
eyes glazed with rapture.

Shellie pushed her cunt down onto his cock until it was buried
completely, her pussy lips smashed at the base. Her cunt kept up the
squeezing sensation as she sat there and breathed deeply, her tits
lifting and falling. She felt his balls against the creamy sweetness
of her tight ass. With a squeal of delight, she squeezed her son
with her knees and thighs, running her hands up and down his chest
and stomach, caressing him, her pussy gripping with fiery wetness.

"Do you like it, honey?" she asked in a husky voice.

"Oh, Mom, it's great!"

With a gurgle of pleasure, Shellie leaned over and kissed her son.
The movement caused her ass to lift slightly, and as she sat up, it
went down on his cock again. The sliding of his prick along the
walls of her cunt sent tremors of delight through Shellie.

She lifted her ass, dragging her cunt up his prick to the head of his
cock, then down again. She repeated this a few times, slowly,
watching her son's face, delighted in his eager acceptance of fucking
her. Jay groaned and twisted beneath his mother, not knowing what to
do with his hands. But Shellie knew; she drew her son's hands to her
knees, bringing his palms up her thighs, then down again, urging
Jay to feel and stroke and caress her flesh.

Shellie fucked her son's cock with her steamy cunt slowly, feeling
his hands on her thighs, moving from her knees up the skin, almost to
the hairs of her cunt.

With a giggle, she asked, "Want to get fucked, darling?"

"Oh, yes, Mom!"

"Mmmm, then let me do it!" Shellie mewled. "You lay still and let
Mother do it, this time. Let me fuck you, Jay! Ooooh, baby, let me
fuck your big, hard cock!"

With gasping hunger, Shellie began to plunged her cunt up and down on
her son's cock, taking it deeply, making the hot lips of her pussy
smack softly and wetly at the base. She jiggled her as, twisting it
in tight circles as she rose and fell. Jay gasped with the ecstasy,
clutching his mother's thighs tightly, lifting his hips into the air.
His balls throbbed with fullness and his cock pulsated with hardness.

Feeling each ridge and throb of his cock, Shellie began to squeal and
bounce up and down vigorously, fucking her son. Her tits strained at
the thin nightgown, the creamy swells heaving. She lifted her head
and closed her eyes, lips parted. She gasped and whimpered as her
cunt stretched around her son's cock, the friction becoming intense.
Her long clit rubbed along the shaft, sending shivers of boiling
desire through her body.

"Oh, baby! Oh, God, darling!" she yelped softly, grinding on her
son's cock in a frenzy. "You feel so good inside me! Ahhh, Jay, I
love to feel your hard cock in my cunt! Oooh, baby, Mother is
fucking you! Mother's hot cunt is fucking your hard cock! Ahhh,
baby, baby, my pussy is so fucking wet and hot...your cock is so
fucking hard! Ohhh, Jay, Jay!"

Shellie pounded her cunt up and down, throwing her shoulders back,
her tits straining out. She cupped them, her fingers digging into
the firm flesh, her nipples burning through the gown and against her
palms. Jay was making strangling sounds, gripping his mother's
thighs hard, his eyes staring at her cunt riding on his prick.

The wet heat seemed to sear his cock, but it was so good he didn't
want it to ever stop. There was a froth of juices forming on the
base of his prick, smearing his hairless balls. Shellie's cunt
dripped and seeped sugary juices around his cock as she slammed it
up and down. She pulled at her rigid nipples through the gown, her
head lifted up, eyes closed. She squealed and whimpered with the
delicious sensations of fucking her son.

She leaned over her son, bracing herself with her hands on each side
of his head. Her ass twisted and pounded in a frenzy. Her hair
swirled around her twisting face. Jay watched his mother's tits
jiggling above his eyes, seeing her nipples straining through the
gown. He clutched her rippling thighs hard, grunting with the
downward thrusts of his mother's consuming cunt.

"Ahhh, beautiful!" Shellie cried out.

"Do it faster, Mom!" Jay urged, choking.

"Are you about to come, baby?" she asked in a husky voice, her ass
slapping up and down. "Is your lovely hard cock going to squirt in
my cunt? Are you going to come in Mother's hot pussy, darling?"

Jay was straining hard, his young face contorted with agonized
ecstasy. All he could do was nod his head, his throat very
constricted.

"Do it!" Shellie hissed.

Her ass began to plunge up and down faster, making grinding motions.
She stabbed her cunt time and again onto her son's hard cock,
squealing as it went deep into her. She shook and sobbed, pounding
his cock almost with a desperation.

She pushed her tits into his face and slid her long thighs along his,
sprawling on top of her son. She began fucking him, her ass lifting
and lowering swiftly in short, quick thrusts. She gasped and
squealed as an orgasm began swelling inside her pussy. Jay, no
longer holding his mother's thighs, threw his arms about her waist
and held her tightly, his face buried between her creamy tits.
Shellie clawed at the sheets above her son's head, her ass whipping
up and down frantically, her cunt riding his cock swiftly.

"Ooooh, baby," she whined. "Mother's cunt is on fire, darling! My
cunt is going to eat you up, baby! Mother's cunt is going to suck
your cock off! Ooooh, Jay, can you feel Mother's pussy jacking you
off! And now I'm coming! Ohhh, shit, am I coming! Jay, my cunt
is...ahhh, God, it's so fucking good!"

Jay couldn't stand the tightening sensation of his mother's cunt as
she exploded into orgasm. Each wet clutch of his cock brought him
that much closer to discharge.

"Now!" Shellie shouted. "Come in me now!"

With a wild yelp, Jay felt his cock gush, sending boiling squirt
after squirt of thick, creamy cum juice up into his mother. Time and
again his cock spewed, splashing and filling the soft, yet tight,
pussy.

The spurting of her son's cum juice into her sent Shellie into a
series of orgasms, orgasms that shattered her, making her scream out
with the intensity of her ecstasy. She smashed her convulsing cunt
hard onto his spurting cock, grinding as she shrieked.





Chapter Four:


Shellie dressed in her skimpiest bikini, one that hugged her round
ass very tightly. The lower halves of her creamy ass were exposed,
and her cunt made an exciting bulge in the front. The top just
cupped her firm tits, her nipples threatening to climb over the top.
Jay wore a pair of old jeans he had hacked the legs from.

After a very late breakfast, they untied the houseboat and navigated
down the river. They cruised slowly, in no hurry, with no
destination in mind. They passed many people, some on houseboats
like theirs, some in small row boats, and many fisherman.

Every male they passed had to look at Shellie, and she reveled in
their hungry stares. Jay did most of the steering as his mother
stood or sat on the front deck. He watched her, knowing she was
enjoying the attention of those they passed. He was seeing his
mother in a different light now. Maybe it was because they were
fucking, but he saw his mother as a desirable woman more than as an
extraordinarily beautiful young mother. He noticed she would find
some excuse to bend over when they passed a fishing boat, her ass
showing. Since he was inside the small cabin where the wheel was, he
was not seen. Jay knew she was enjoying herself and the comments
made about her body.

Until they passed two men in an outboard boat.

"Hot shit!" one of them called. "Hey, sugar, show me where it comes
from and I'll drink a gallon of your piss!"

"Don't pay any attention to him, beautiful!" his companion laughed.
"You can shit in my face any day!"

Jay noticed his mother flushed with such comments. They didn't
excite her at all, he realized.

At mid-afternoon, they tied up at the bank, securing the lines to
some overhanging trees. Shellie prepared a light lunch, and they sat
on top of the cabin and ate. The sun deck was fenced, about a foot
and a half high. If they were lying down on the sun deck, they would
be out of sight of any one passing.

"I hope you don't become as crude as those assholes were," Shellie
said to her son. "Girls don't like those things."

"I know, Mom," Jay replied. "But you sure enjoyed the attention."

"The attention, yes," she confessed. "I'm a woman, and women love to
be admired. I just can't stand men like those two. How they think
such rude comments will help them pick up a woman, I'll never know.
Shit in his face, indeed!"

Jay laughed. "You almost pissed in my face."

"There's a big difference, honey. I enjoy a little perverse play,
but there is a line, after all," she said.

"I don't think I'd enjoy getting a face full of shit," Jay replied.

"What about a face full of piss?" she teased.

Jay looked directly at his mother. "Hot piss?"

"That's the only kind," she answered, her voice throaty.

"Well...I'd have to think about that," Jay said.

She looked at her son closely. "That man didn't mean he would
actually drink my piss, you know."

"He didn't?"

"He was talking about licking my cunt."

Jay's eyes widened as he looked at his mother. "Licking your cunt?"

"Eating me," she grinned at him. "You know, sticking his tongue up
my cunt and sucking and licking it, making me come with his tongue."

"That's crazy, Mom," Jay said, but his young body shivered.

"Oh, is it?" she asked, arching her eyebrows. "Why is it crazy?"

"Who would use their tongue when they have a hard-on?" Jay countered.
"What good would it do him to suck your cunt when his cock was hard?"

"Oh, you'd be surprised, baby," she cooed, untying her top and
letting her flawless tits out to the sun. "Especially if he had an
eager woman who would...take his cock in her mouth, too."

Jay's eyes widened as he watched his mother untie the strings of her
bikini and slip out of them. She sat on the chair naked, caressing
her tits and twisting lightly on her nipples.

"Do you do that, Mom?" he asked, his voice husky.

"It depends," she whispered, sliding a hand between her thighs and
caressing her cunt.

"On what?"

"You're interested, aren't you, baby?" she grinned at her son, her
expression lewd.

"You might piss," he said, watching her part her thighs and scoot her
ass to the edge of the chair.

"I might," she teased. "Are you thinking about sucking Mother's
cunt?"

Jay nodded. "But I don't wanna get a face full of piss," he said.

"Are you sure about that?" Shellie murmured, rubbing two fingers
along her long, distended clit.

Jay's cock swelled inside his cut-offs, the head of his cock
slipping into view. Shellie gazed at it, licking her lips, sliding a
finger into her cunt. She worked it in and out, while Jay watched.
Shellie stared at the head of her son's cock. His comment about
pushing his face into her cunt thrilled her. It had been a long time
since she felt a tongue up her pussy, and she loved to be licked.
Perhaps that was because of her extra-long clit too. She didn't know,
but she loved to have her cunt sucked. Her orgasms were powerful
when she had a tongue inside her pussy, or lapping at her clit, or
lips sucking on it.

Jay didn't know what to say to his mother's question. He found
himself wanting to feel her soft, wet cunt against his mouth, but he
wasn't sure at all if he wanted her to piss in his face. She teased
him a lot, and maybe she was teasing him now, but then again, maybe
she wasn't.

"Mom, you said it depends on something whether you take a cock in
your mouth," he said. "What does it depend on?"

"Mmmm, you are interested!" she gurgled, twisting her clit gently.
"It depends on what my man does for me," she said. "I'm not bashful,
Jay. If a man does certain things to me, so that I enjoy it, I
return everything he does." She slipped her finger into her cunt,
seeing her son's excitement. "If my man licked my pussy, you can be
sure I'd suck his cock."

Jay's prick slipped from his cut-offs, the head swollen, his piss
hole flaring. Shellie watched it drip, and she swallowed with
eagerness to taste it. What she had told her son was true; she would
suck cock if a man licked her cunt. But she knew, for her son, she'd
suck him off whether he licked her pussy or not.

Slipping to her knees, she knelt before him, sliding her hands up his
legs to his crotch. She pulled the crotch of his cut-offs to one
side, revealing hairless balls and the length of his hard-on. She
tickled his balls tenderly, closing her fingers about his cock with
her other hand. She squeezed hard, making the smooth head bulge and
drip more. Her eyes stared at his piss hole, watching the clear
juices bead up and sparkle in the late afternoon sun.

The sounds of boats passing them made no difference to Jay and
Shellie. Although Jay could see the people in the boats, his
mother's head was beneath the short railing. If another houseboat
passed, and people were on the top sun deck, they could see.

She gazed at her son's hard cock with hungry eyes, stroking it
slowly, twisting her fist about it, cupping his balls and feeling the
hot fullness of them. She lowered her face close to the head of her
son's cock.

"Are you gonna put it in your mouth, Mom?" Jay asked in a shaking
sound.

"You'd love it, wouldn't you, honey?" she purred, placing her lips to
the wet piss hole and brushing them from side to side. "You'd love
to have me take this cock in my mouth, wouldn't you?"

Jay nodded eagerly.

Lifting her face, she ran her tongue across her moist lips, tasting
the juices from his cock.

"What would you do for Mother?" she asked throatily. "Would you do
it for me, too?"

Jay squirmed in his chair, placing his hands on his mother's naked
shoulders. Shellie arched her tits to her son's crotch and rubbed
them along the hard shaft, feeling his cock throb between them. She
closed her tits tightly about his cock and rubbed them up and down.
The heat of his cock between her tits made her naked body tremble
with eagerness. She pushed the dripping piss hole of his cock
against her nipples, mewling softly as they began to glisten.

Jay watched, his fingers digging into her creamy shoulders. His cock
was very hard, and his balls ached with swollen fullness. Shellie
rubbed her tits against his balls, her eyes turned toward his face,
glazed with passion. Jay was very excited, and he squirmed his ass
against the chair.

"Would you lick Mother's cunt if I sucked your cock, darling?" she
asked in a husky voice.

Jay nodded, no longer thinking she might piss in his face. At the
moment, his cock was making up his mind.

"Wonderful, baby," Shellie cooed, pulling him from his chair.

When he was on his feet before her, she opened his cut-offs and
slipped them down. As Jay stepped out of his shorts, a boat passed,
a young girl in it. She waved at him, and Jay lifted his own hand in
return. Shellie knelt before her son, holding his hips and staring
at his throbbing cock.

"God, Jay! You have such a beautiful cock!"

Shellie opened her mouth and pulled half her son's cock into her
mouth. She closed her eyes as she felt the burning throb of it
between her lips. She pressed it with her tongue, then licked it,
purring with delight.

"Ohhhh, Mom!" Jay gasped, feeling the wet heat of his mother's mouth
on his cock. "Oooooh, this feels so good!"

Shellie gurgled, sliding her lips down onto his prick, her eyes
gleaming up at him. Her lips smashed at the base, feeling the sparse
crinkle of hair there. The swollen head of her son's cock was
pressing at the back of her throat. The taste of her son's cock
excited her tremendously. Shellie had sucked cock before, but she
felt more excited to have her son's cock inside her mouth than any
other time, with any other man. Jay's cock was perfect inside her
mouth. it didn't choke her by going too deep, and her mouth could
hold it tightly and still use her tongue.

She flicked her tongue about his piss hole, tasting the seeping
juices, her naked body trembling as her cunt pulsated. Her long clit
was extended and hard, throbbing ever so sweetly, the cheeks of her
naked ass clenching. She purred and mewled about her son's cock as
she sucked back and forth on it, holding his hips.

Jay stood, his legs shaking, looking down at her, ignoring passing
boats, not caring if anyone could see them or not. His mother was
sucking on his cock and it felt so good, he didn't want her to stop,
ever.

Shellie pushed her mouth to the base, and rubbed his hairless balls
on her chin, her throat working at the head as her tongue swirled.

Pulling her mouth off his cock with a soft, sucking sound, she hugged
him into her face, her eyes smoldering with passion.

"Ohhh, Jay, you taste so good! God, it's been years since I've
sucked a hard cock!"

Jay's legs trembled weakly, and he slumped to the sun deck. Shellie,
understanding his excitement, gently pushed her son onto his back,
his cock lifting straight into the air, very hard. With her eyes
fixed upon her son's cock, she twisted around, facing his feet.
Bracing herself with her hands on each side of his hips, Shellie gave
a soft cry and swallowed her son's cock quickly. Jay gasped as he
watched his mother's lips stretch around his cock, bobbing up and
down, sliding and sucking with swift thrusts.

"Ohhhhh, Mom, Mom!" he yelped, arching his hips up, trying to shove
his prick into her throat in ecstasy.

Shellie sucked hard on her son's cock, and lifted one knee, moving it
over her son's head. Jay stared up at his mother's hot cunt, seeing
the wetness of it, the soft hair framing it. His mother's cunt was
the most exciting thing in the world to him. His cock was being
sucked powerfully, and his mind was reeling. He moved his hands up
her thighs, over here spreading, naked ass.

Shellie moaned with delight as her son began to pull her crotch to
his face. She sucked greedily on his throbbing cock, her mouth
moving up and down with tight, wet lips. She drew her knees along
his shoulders, squirming her crotch down. Jay buried his young face
into his mother's cunt, his lips open. Instinctively, he thrust his
tongue into his mother's pussy and began licking, his hands cupping
her beautiful naked ass, pulling her down tight into his face.

Shellie sobbed with rapture as her son's tongue stabbed into her
juicy cunt, twisting wildly. She raced her mouth up and down his
cock, shoving her hands underneath his writhing ass. She squeezed
her son's naked ass tightly, lifting his hips, trying to pull his
hard cock into her throat. She pressed her nose against his balls as
her tongue licked. She clutched his ass tightly, and began to grind
her cunt into his face.

Jay groaned with ecstasy as his mother sucked hard on his throbbing
cock. He dipped his tongue in and out of her hot cunt, tasting the
sugary juices, finding them sweet and exciting. The hot softness of
his mother's hairy cunt in his face sent ripples of desire through
his young body. Shellie smashed her pussy into his face as she
sucked very strongly on his cock.

Jay slurped at the puffy lips of his mother's cunt, and Shellie
wiggled and squirmed, sliding her cunt on her son's mouth.
She squealed about his cock and began to churn her pussy on his
sucking lips. Jay felt his mother's long clit slip into his mouth,
and he began to suck on it hungrily, his tongue working.

Shellie sobbed with rapture, smashing her cunt hard into his face,
bobbing up and down, faster and faster. She wiggled and squirmed on
his mouth, her fingers digging into his ass tightly. She pulled on
his cock as hard a she could, diving down before the smooth head came
out of her mouth. The heat in her cunt was overwhelming.

"Ooooooh, darling!" she cried out, pulling her mouth off his cock.
"Suck it, honey! Ohhhh, God, suck Mother's cunt! That's sweet, Jay!
Ooooh, tongue-fuck me! Suck my clit...suck my cunt!"

She gulped his cock into her mouth again.

Jay sucked on his mother's boiling cunt, juices coating his tongue.
He sucked hard on her inflamed clit, his tongue flicking at it.
Shellie twisted and positioned her crotch where she wanted his tongue
and lips. Sometimes Jay stabbed at the wetness of her pussy , and
sometimes he sucked at her knotted clit. His face was smeared with
the slippery juices, and he clung to her thrashing ass tightly. He
swallowed often because his mother's cunt dripped so much, and he
found the taste of her cunt and its juices to his liking.

He pushed his face past her pussy, his chin pressing on it.

"Ooooh, Mom, suck me!" he groaned. "Suck my cock, Mom! Ahhh, I like
the taste of your cunt! It's so hot and wet!"

Jay, tremendously excited, shoved his tongue at his mother's ass,
licking the pucker, not thinking about it. Shellie gave a muffled
cry of ecstasy and smashed her ass into his face. Jay sucked on his
mother's asshole, his tongue flicking against the fiery ring. When
his mother shifted again, pushing her hairy cunt at his mouth, he
shoved his tongue in and out swiftly. Then she placed her clit
against his lips.

Jay drew hard on his mother's clit, making her cry out with the
sensation.

Shellie lifted her face, her features contorted with ecstasy.

"Suck it, suck it!" she sobbed. "Ohhhh, Jay, suck Mother's cunt!
Ooooh, fuck it with your tongue, baby! Eat me...eat my hot pussy!"

She pressed her cunt into her son's mouth as hard as she could,
shaking her naked ass. She clutched his cock with a tight fist,
jacking on it in a frenzy. The dripping juices from his piss hole
sprayed across his thighs. With a sob, Shellie licked the juices
from his flesh, and then sucked at his cock again.

Jay cling to his mother's grinding ass, his lips sucking hard at her
swollen clit. His nose was pressing at her tightly clenched asshole,
and he arched his hips up when his mother came down onto his cock.

Shellie gurgled as her lips crushed onto the base of his cock, and as
her son started fucking into her mouth, she sobbed with mindless
passion. Her lips dipped with each of his thrusts, pulling up as he
backed off. Her hands clutched his tightening ass, his balls
brushing her nose. She slammed her cunt up and down into her son's
face, feeling the hair-rimmed lips swelling, her clit burning. She
was getting very close to orgasm, and the closer she got, the more
she sucked at his cock with increased hunger. Slamming her cunt into
her son's face, Shellie became desperate to have her son come into
her mouth. She wanted his cum juice, wanted to taste the squirts
over her tongue. She sucked in a frenzy, twisting her lips, her
tongue licking the throbbing shaft.

Jay, his balls swollen and aching, sucked on his mother's cunt with a
greed that belied his young age. His tongue slipped in and out of
the juicy lips, swirled about her elongated clit, pulling it into his
mouth. His fingers dug into the cheeks of her as, spreading them
wide in his eagerness to suck and lick her cunt.

Shellie began to sob with muffled sounds, smashing her cunt into her
son's face, fucking his mouth. Jay shoved his open mouth as tight as
he could around his mother's cunt, the juices dripping past his lips.
He arched his cock high into the air, and Shellie clutched it tightly
with her hot, wet lips. She knew her son was about to come, and she
smashed her cunt hard against his mouth.

With a squeal, she came. Her cunt contracted against her son's
sucking lips, and she pressed hard into his face, straining as the
powerful convulsions rippled through her greedy cunt. As she came,
Shellie sucked wildly at his throbbing cock, her face dancing up and
down, her lips tight. She was hungry to have him gush into her
mouth. She squeezed the cheeks of his ass tightly, her fingers
digging into the crack. She felt his cock swell a little more, and
she sucked swiftly, racing her lips from the head to the base, her
tongue pushing his cock to the roof of her mouth, making it tight for
him.

Jay was groaning into his mother's spasming cunt, feeling his balls
become very hard, his cock ready to go off.

With a grunt, muffled because he shoved his mouth tighter yet into
his mother's cunt, Jay felt his cock squirt.

Shellie felt the hot cum juice splash at the back of her throat.
With a cry of delight, she sucked his cock as hard as she could,
drinking down the boiling cream juice of his balls. Her mouth filled
and the taste of his cum juice created a series of orgasms inside her
cunt that was driving her out of her mind. She smashed her
convulsing cunt up and down on his face, her throat burning sweetly
as his cock spurted time and time into her mouth.

Clinging to his cock, Shellie swallowed the thick cum juice, and her
cunt slowly calmed down. She began to relax, her crotch still in her
son's face. She ran her hands along his thighs, stroking him as she
gently mouthed his softening cock. She licked it and lifted her lips
to lap at his sweet, hairless balls. She kissed his balls softly,
and moved the flat surface of her tongue around them.

His cock was fully relaxed now, and she pulled at it and his balls
into her mouth. She didn't suck on them, but held them. Jay kissed
his mother's cunt, licking her inner thighs and over the curve of her
spreading ass. He fondled her creamy naked ass and thighs as they
rested. He liked the way his mother held his cock and balls inside
her mouth.

Seeing her asshole a few inches above his face, he gave into the
impulse and kissed it, placing his lips directly upon her asshole.

"Oooooh, baby!" Shellie mewled, his cock and balls dropping out of
her mouth. "Ahhh, you're so sweet to me, Jay. I've never been
kissed on my asshole before."

"You have now, Mom," he laughed.

Shellie drew her crotch out of his face, sitting on the sun deck and
pulling her knees up, resting her chin on them, looking at her son.

"Your face is wet," she whispered.

"I know," Jay answered, licking his lips.

"You see, darling," she giggled. "You didn't get a face full of
shit, did you?"

"Nor piss, Mom," he laughed.

"Well...I was very excited, you know," she said, teasingly.

Jay's eyes opened. "You wouldn't, Mom!"

"Are you sure?" she teased.

"No, I'm not," Jay replied. "I don't put it past you."

She started to reply, but a houseboat was coming alongside them.
Shellie saw people on the sun deck over the cabin, and pulled her son
close to the rail, hiding themselves, stifling giggles.



Chapter Six:


Shellie stretched on the bed next to her son, coming awake with a
glorious feeling. She had not felt so good in a long time. Swinging
her slim legs over the bed, she stood and looked down at her sleeping
son.

Then, humming happily, she showered in the small bathroom. Tucking
the towel about her luscious body, she prepared her son a good
breakfast. By nine o'clock, she had to wake him up. She watched him
shower in the small bathroom, her eyes gazing over his youth, staring
with delight at his young cock and balls, his tight ass.

Jay pulled on another pair of cut-offs as she watched him, and she
grinned when she saw the head of his cock would show if he didn't
watch himself. When he was dressed, she dropped her towel and was
pleased to hear the appreciative gasp he made. Selecting a pair of
short shorts and stepping into them, she posed for her son.

"Will these do?" she asked.

Jay asked at her swelling, shapely ass. The shorts were cut high on
her thighs, with the cheeks of her ass exposed tantalizingly. The
crotch was tight, the slit of her pussy outlined. He grinned and
nodded his head. Shellie then pulled on a T-shirt, and her tits were
beautiful in it, her nipples pressing like two succulent points
against the thin fabric.

"Mom, you could get fucked wearing that," Jay said.

"By you...my pleasure," she replied.

They untied the houseboat and cruised lazily, the houseboat rocking
gently. Shellie steered while Jay sat on the front deck, his feet
dragging in the water.

"Be careful your cock isn't showing," she called out to him as they
approached another houseboat coming up river toward them. "It's fine
to fish, darling, but I want approval on what you catch."

Jay grinned over his shoulder at her, then turned sideways to flip
the head of his cock at her. Shellie giggled and licked her lips,
and steered carefully past the approaching houseboat. There was a
beautiful young girl on the sun deck, and Jay stared at her until the
boat was around the bend.

"I know," Shellie called to him. "You like that, don't you?"

Jay stood and grinned at his mother. "It was kinda nice, Mom."

"You getting tired of my ass already?" she asked. "Do you think you
need some new pussy?"

"Aw, Mom," Jay said.

"I'm teasing, baby," she replied. "You wouldn't be much of a man if
you didn't look at pretty girls. But just remember, that cock
belongs to Mother."

Jay pulled aside his ragged cut-offs, releasing his cock. Shellie
felt her pulse race as he began to piss over the side of the deck.
She stared at his cock hotly, watching the golden piss spurt. The
cheeks of her ass clenched tightly, and there was a burning sensation
in her cunt.

"Oh, Jay!" she moaned. "Why did you do that? I wanted it!"

Jay shook his cock and stuffed it into his shorts.

"I forgot, Mom," he said, flushing slightly.

"You know what we walked about last night, baby," she accused.

"I didn't know if you meant it, Mom."

"I meant it," she said. "Oh, yes, I meant it!"

Her long clit bulged against her tight shorts, the crotch of them wet
with seeping juices. She stared at him, her eyes fiery.

"Now," she said, standing up and unzipping her tight shorts. She
peeled them down her thighs, turning them inside out. When they were
at her knees, she leaned over and slipped her son's cock from his
shorts. "You know where I want this lovely cock, darling?"

"In the cunt, Mom," he grinned.

"Well, of course," she smiled wantonly, pulling at his swelling
prick. "But I was thinking about my...asshole."

"Then you really meant it, huh?" he asked, his voice showing his
excitement.

"You bet I meant it, darling."

His cock stood firm outside his shorts, and Shellie squeezed it.
Turning him loose, she leaned over the table, her sweet, naked ass on
display. Jay stared at her ass. With her shorts peeled to her
knees, his mother looked extremely lewd to him.

Shellie cupped the cheeks of her ass, pulling them wide open. Jay
gasped as he saw her puckered asshole, the curls of soft hair
beneath, and the puffy sweetness of her cunt. Shellie slipped a
finger to her asshole, rubbing it slowly.

"I want it up my ass, baby," she said softly, but with a quiver in
her voice. "I want to know how it feels, how you hard cock feels
inside my asshole."

"It's so pretty, Mom," he grunted, his cock jerking up and down.
"You have a pretty ass. You look awfully tight, though."

"Tight for you, darling," she cooed, wiggling her ass, rubbing the
tip of her finger about the crinkle. "Mother's ass is very tight and
very hot, all for you and your beautiful hard cock."

Jay gulped wetly, and leaned down to her ass. He kissed a creamy
asscheek, and Shellie gurgled with delight.

"Oooh, lick it a little, Jay," she urged, wiggling her ass. "Lick
Mother's ass just a little."

Jay, becoming eager, slipped his tongue out of his mouth and lapped
the satiny cheeks of his mother's ass, swirling his tongue along the
backs of her thighs, tasting her flesh. Shellie cried out with
pleasure, her ass shaking. She used her fingers to hold the lovely
cheeks wide open for her son, her asshole puckering in and out.

With an intake of air, Jay shoved his face into his mother's ass,
feeling his satiny inner cheeks. He kissed the pucker of his
mother's asshole, bringing a sob of delight from her. Shellie shoved
her ass into her son's face, and began to make soft cries of ecstasy
when he licked his tongue against the crinkled ring. Placing his
hands on