Friday, 8 April 2016

Must Read: Could This Be Love? Part 6

A story written by Williams Kaduna Boy… (5C350257)
Tommy waited in the living room for his
mom to come down so they could leave for
the State Park. When he saw her this
morning, there was nothing to indicate that
she knew what he had done. She smiled
sweetly at him and they talked about all the
normal things. He figured he had gotten
away with that one but he knew that he
would have to be more careful.
Sue tried to be philosophic about what had
happened. He was a young boy with lots of
growing pains. It was only natural for him
to see his mother as a sexual being. It would
be strange for it to be any other way. She
would just have to be more careful.
When Sue came down wearing a tank top
and a pair of very tight short shorts, Tommy
was astounded again. He could almost see
the indentation of her s-x lips in the crotch.
She couldn’t have panties on, he thought,
trying not to stare. Tommy was also amazed
when he saw that she wasn’t wearing a bra.
Sue’s large b—–s stood out proudly. She
could feel them swaying freely under her
top and her hard n—–s poking through
the material as she walked toward her son.
“Do I look okay this time?” Sue said noticing
Tommy’s appreciative look.
“Great Mom, I’ll have to fight all the guys off
of you.”
Sue smiled sweetly at her son and took his
arm, squeezing it to the side of her b—-t as
they walked out the door.
The park was a large facility with numerous
picnic tables, thick woods and a large lake
with rowboats. Sue and Bob used to go
there quite often when Tommy was young,
to let him play on the swings and swim in
the lake.
When they arrived, the park was buzzing
with activity. There were 60 or 70 people at
the picnic, representing the team, family and
friends. Tommy jumped out and opened the
door for his mom. They walked proudly
toward the group picnic area.
It was quickly obvious that everyone noticed
Sue. The boys and their fathers drooled and
the women looked jealous. Some of the men
tried to come on to Sue but she put them all
off saying she had a date, her son. Tommy
strutted around like a peacock, never letting
his mom get too far from his sight.
After everyone had eaten, played some
volleyball, and did some rowing on the lake,
the crowd started to thin. Tommy and Sue
took their blanket and went up the hill and
found a place under a large oak tree, a good
distance from the crowd. Sue had had a little
too much to drink and swayed as she
helped Tommy place the blanket on the
ground. She seemed to be drinking a lot
more lately.
The two of them sat watching the people
below, enjoying the cool, early summer
Tommy put his arm around his mom, pulling
her willing body to him. “I love you Mom,” he
“I love you too Tommy,” Sue said, turning to
her son.
Tommy saw a tear in her eye.
“What’s wrong Mom?” Tommy said with
“Nothing sweetie, it’s just that this is so
perfect. Your dad and I used to bring you
here all the time. We even sat under this
tree. I feel the best that I’ve felt since your
father died. Thank you for being here for
me,” Sue said leaning in close and putting
her head on his shoulder.
“I will always be here for you Mom.”
As Tommy’s arm was squeezing his mother
to him, he realized that his hand was
touching her b—-t again. This time it was
the side of her b—-t, where it swelled out
from the tank top. Tommy moved his hand
slowly, touching her soft b—-t outside the
material of her top. He held his breath as he
waited for her to stop him.
Sue felt what Tommy was doing. She didn’t
want to start a fight so she let him gently
rub her b—-t. However, that familiar feeling
started in her lower region again. Goose
bumps appeared on her arms and she
leaned heavily into her son’s strong chest.
Tommy worked his fingers across the soft
material very slowly. He kept it up for a long
time, waiting for her to grab his hand like
she had done at the movie. When she made
no move to stop him, he boldly opened his
hand and slid it under her b—-t, then
slowly lifted up. His head began to spin
when he held one full, cloth-covered b—-t
in the palm of his hand. His penis throbbed
in his pants. He felt the point of her now
hard n—-e as it almost burned his palm.
Sue’s alcohol fogged brain began to scream
warnings. Yet, the pulsing in her g—n
blocked it out.
Tommy thought he heard her moan. But no,
she was breathing heavy and regular. He
looked at her face and saw that her eyes
were closed. The weight of her body against
him made him think that she might be
asleep. Tommy moved his hand down and
under the tank top to the warm skin of her
stomach. Slowly he moved his hand upward,
inch by inch. He felt an electric shock when
the side of his hand touched bare skin. He
thought he was going to c-m in his pants.
He took a deep breath and turned his hand
over, palm up. Now he held the full bare
b—-t of his own mother in his hand. He
waited for what seemed like an eternity for
his mother to react. When she didn’t move,
he began to squeeze it. He played with the
heavy b—-t gently, feeling the fullness and
the warmth of her flesh, fearing all the time
that he would wake her.
Sue’s mind was reeling. The blood was
pounding in her head. She couldn’t think
straight. She knew she should stop this but
her libido and the wine was in control. She
could feel her shorts begin to get very wet
and feared that it might show through.
Tommy grew bolder. He cupped and
kneaded one b—-t before sliding across to
do the same to the other. He moved slightly
and let his mother slide sideways and into
his arm, her back pressed to his now
pulsing penis. He sighed with relief when
saw that her eyes were still closed. Then he
shifted his view and he watched his hand
move freely under her top.
Sue lay as quietly as she could, letting her
son explore her b—–s. She could feel his
erection pressing to her back and
throbbing. It felt huge. Her hips wanted to
move as she fought to control her
Tommy squeezed and lifted the b—–s and
then moved on to play with the hard n—-e.
It suddenly occurred to him that he had
s—-d this same n—-e as a baby. Suddenly,
he had to see them. Slowly, his hand lifted
the top until a large orb was bare. His eyes
were wide as he stared at the smooth white
skin and the long pink n—-e. His squeezed
the flesh gently. He was fascinated as he
watched his hand knead her soft flesh.
Sue finally had to stop this. She stirred and
felt Tommy quickly pull his hand from her
b—-t, letting her top cover her again. Then
she sat up and rubbed her eyes. “I must
have fallen to sleep. I’m sorry, I seem to be
doing that when I drink. How long was I
“Uh… oh not long.”
“Let’s take a walk,” Sue said standing up.
Suddenly, she felt lightheaded and almost
Tommy quickly stood beside her and
steadied her.
They walked hand in hand down a path that
led toward the lake. It was impossible for
Tommy to hide the bulge in his pants. He
couldn’t believe what he had just done. He
shook his head, thinking that it might all
have been a dream.
Sue’s eyes kept glancing down at her son’s
crotch. She almost felt sorry for him as she
saw his confined penis pulse with need.
Soon the two reached a small clearing near
the lake.
“Let’s sit down here Mom.”
“Oh, I don’t want to get my shorts grass
“Here,” Tommy said stripping off his shirt
and putting it on the ground. He now stood
beside her in his shorts and sandals, his
strong chest bare.
“Wow, you’ve been working out,” Sue said
admiring her son’s muscular chest. She
squeezed her legs together and felt her
swollen lips pulse with excitement.
“It’s Coach Lewis, he wanted all his players
to be in top shape.”
“You look great,” Sue said sitting on the shirt
Tommy had laid down. She felt the tight
seam of her shorts pull into her s-x lips and
she closed her eyes in pleasure.
“Thanks,” Tommy said sitting next to his
mom and putting his arm around her.
They sat there in silence looking out over
the glistening lake. They could see specks in
the distance on the lake that had to be
people rowing small boats. Coming from far
away they could hear the faint sounds of
children laughing and playing. At that
moment, everything was perfect.
“Mom,” Tommy said breaking the silence,
“do… do… you think I could kiss you again?”
Sue s—-d in her breath. She couldn’t
answer right away. Somehow, she knew
that this question would come up again. She
had practiced how to tell him no gently. She
didn’t want to hurt him. However, all of the
practice went out the window when she
was faced with the question. Sue could still
feel his hand on her b—-t and her swollen
lips were still dripping in her shorts. Instead
of a firm no, she said, “I suppose so, but just
Tommy’s heart leaped in his chest.
Nervously, he turned to his mother and
brought his lips to hers. As their lips pressed
together, he pulled her into his bare chest.
When she opened her mouth, he didn’t wait
for her tongue; he pushed his into her
warm and wet mouth. He could taste the
wine she had drunk. When his tongue
pulled out, his mother’s followed, pressing
into his mouth. He s—-d on her tongue
and heard her moan. The kiss went on and
on, turning into a second kiss and then a
third. Tommy took a chance, brought his
hand up, and slid it under his mother’s top,
touching her b—-t again.
Sue wasn’t pretending to be asleep this time
but still she couldn’t stop him.
He moaned as he felt her b—-t in his palm.
His fingers were shaking as he played with
the n—-e, causing his mother to push her
b—-t into his hand and let a little moan
escape her lips. Their lips were almost
swollen from the continued passionate
Finally, Sue pushed him away; her breath
coming in short gasps. “Tommy, we can’t,
we… we… have to stop.”
Her voice didn’t seem that convincing to
Tommy. He pushed her back onto the
ground, ignoring her weak protests and
again brought his mouth to hers. His hand
now worked her top up until both b—–s
were exposed to the cool late afternoon air,
causing the n—–s to harden even more.
Tommy broke the kiss and pulled back,
looking down at his mother’s beautiful full
“God, they’re beautiful,” Tommy said leaning
over as if to kiss one.
“No, Tommy stop,” Sue said pushing Tommy
Tommy fell onto his back, his chest heaving,
looking up at the sky. “I’m… I’m an idiot,
Mom. I always spoil everything. I’m sorry.”
Sue sat up, pulling her top back down and
looked at her son. She was so worked up
that she was losing control. It’s my fault, not
Tommy’s, she thought. I’m the adult and I
led him on. Then a sigh escaped her lips as
she looked at her son’s strong chest then
down to the tent in his shorts.
“You’re not an idiot Tommy. You’re a
wonderful son and I love you very much,”
Sue whispered, then stretched out next to
him and put her head on his chest. The side
of her face lay on the hot skin of his chest.
She could feel his heart pounding. Slowly as
if she couldn’t control it, her hand began to
slide down her son’s stomach. She marveled
at his hard abdominal muscles and watched
them ripple from her ticklish touch. When
she reached his belt, she paused and then
as if she had made a decision, she began to
unbuckle his pants.
Tommy lay frozen, excited beyond his
wildest dreams. “Mom,” he whispered.
“Shhhhh!” Sue said as she unsnapped his
shorts and pulled his zipper down. She
hesitated only a moment before she reached
her trembling hand into his boxer shorts
and grasped his hard penis.
Tommy moaned.
Sue’s hand pulled his hard s—t from his
shorts and out into the bright sunlight.
“Oh!” she said as she looked at her son’s
tool. The head was swollen and dripping
juice. The skin of his s—t felt warm, almost
hot in her hand. Sue’s world was spinning
around her as she began to move her hand
up and down her son’s penis.
Tommy was shaking as he felt his mother
take her finger and run it through the
stream of clear juice coming from the
dripping tip. Then she used it to coat the
head until it was shining in the sunlight. She
ran her fingers gently up and down his long
s—t; bringing another long moan from him
and another large bubble of juice. Her
fingers dipped into the clear fluid and
slowly, with her hand trembling, she
brought it to her lips. Now there was a long
strand of clear pre-c-m juice connecting
Sue’s lips to her son’s penis. Her head began
to slowly slide down his chest.
She not going to… Tommy thought as he felt
his mother’s head move.
Sue knew how wrong this was, how crazy,
but yet she couldn’t stop. She coated the
palm of her hand with his clear juice then
wrapped it around the hot s—t. She inched
further down his chest and watched as if it
were someone else’s hand. It wasn’t real,
she told herself. She couldn’t be holding her
son’s hard penis in her hand.
Suddenly Tommy gasped and his hips
pushed up.
Sue was startled when a stream of white
juice shot from the head of his s—t, hitting
her on the cheek and neck with great force.
She squealed as it splattered across her
cheek and down to her neck. Sue quickly
recovered and squeezed her son’s penis,
milking jet after jet of sperm onto his chest
and stomach in front of her wide eyes. It
splattered inches from her mouth. She could
smell it. Sue squeezed her legs together as
she felt a spasm run through her. Her hips
moved in sync with Tommy’s ejaculation as
her own c—-x overtook her.
Moments later all was silent except for the
birds chirping in the forest and the labored
breathing of a mother and her son. Then
Sue lifted her head and fell back onto the
ground, her chest still heaving up and down.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
God, if he hadn’t c-m when he did, what
was I going to do? she asked herself.
“I think it’s time we head back,” Sue said as
she sat up. She looked down at his sperm
covered stomach and shivered. She could
feel the hot juice cooling on her face and
beginning to run.
“Mom, I uh, uh, I’m sorry,” Tommy said,
feeling like a fool for not controlling himself
and squirting c-m in her face. He looked
shamefully at his mother’s wet cheek and
the clear stream of c-m streaking her neck.
“Here take your shirt,” Sue said, “it’s getting
Tommy started to put his shirt on but
hesitated, looking at the glistening juice on
his mother’s cheek and neck. “Do you want
to use this?” he said holding his shirt out to
his mother.
“No, I’m okay, let’s not soil your shirt,” Sue
said. She felt the juice trickle down her neck
and to the top of her b—-t. It was very odd
but she wanted to feel his juice on her face.
She just wasn’t ready to wipe it off. Bob
used to love to squirt his juice into her face
and she would leave it there until it dried.
As they turned to head back up the trail,
Sue’s hand brushed her son’s. Without
looking down or saying a word, Sue took
his hand and squeezed it.
Tommy almost sighed in relief.
They walked hand in hand, back to where
they had left their blanket. They retrieved the
blanket and the rest of their belongings and
drove home in silence. Both mother and son
had a million thoughts going through their

to be continued....

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