Chapter 15
Mom glanced up at me again with a long, searching look. Finally she said uncertainly, "But I sure made a mistake trying to treat Abner like a real man. He left me feeling worse, more wound up and fit to be tied than your pa had going off tomcatting after-" She broke off, suddenly shaking her head, murmuring, "I don't know. I just don't know. I do know what other folks'd think."
I said philosophically, "We spend too much time worrying about what other folks think. What other folks think don't matter."
"What does matter, then?" ma wanted to know.
"What you think. How you feel. What you want to do," I advised her. "Granny says-"
Ma interrupted, nodding her head emphatically, "I know what Granny says. She's been at me for years, saying I oughta cut loose and live a little, just like your pa always has."
I said, "Don't the water feel great to your body?"
Ma closed her eyes, sighing shakily, "That water ain't all that feels great to me, Lukey, sweet."
I suggested, "Then why don't you just relax and let yourself enjoy whatever feels great to you? After all, if your own body ain't your friend, what else is there in this life you can ever trust to do you wrong? Trusting your own body not to steer you wrong is better'n worrying what other people think who really don't give a damn about you and what's best for you. Don't you think?"
"Oh, I'd like to!" mom exclaimed breathlessly.
"Try it then," I urged and again gave both mom's luscious tits a loving little squeeze in my palms as I said quietly, "You like that, don't you? You really feel an actual need to be touched like that, to be caressed. Don't you?"
"Oh, yes, sweetie, yes!" mom admitted with a breathless gasp.
"And you feel another need to touch and caress in loving return. Don't you?" I suggested as I moved my hands suddenly to mom's armpits and drew my fingertips forward, caressing the swelling sides of mom's delicious tits from their roots to their very tips, her rigidly excited nipples. I gave both nipples a gentle, loving pull as I said, "You may be feeling surprised at yourself, mom, but you're feeling like you'd like touching me, too. Like to return some of the pleasurement I'm giving you so it becomes shared pleasure, mutual pleasure. Right?"
She answered that silently, her hand moving suddenly to my stiff cock and closing gently but firmly upon its hardness. She looked away briefly, blushing, but she didn't let go. After a moment she began stroking my cock's hardness lovingly.
Still blushing, mom raised her eyes with obvious effort to look into my eyes as she murmured breathlessly, "You're certain you don't think I'm shameless, precious? No other needs of mine nor anything else is important enough to me to risk having you think less of me, sweetheart."
"I love you all the more, sweet mommy, for trusting me enough to take whatever risk there might be in sharing yourself and your goodness with me this much more," I told mom earnestly. "Just stop worrying about it and let yourself go. Give yourself over to sensation. Let yourself enjoy the way our bodies will love and communicate with each other. Forget everything else. Trust your body and trust me."
I gave mom another caressing stroke from the roots of both tits forward to her taut nipples, ending it by giving those nipples another gentle pull. That brought a low gasp of pleasure out of mom. Her hand began stroking my stiff cock a little faster.
I brought my caressing fingertip forward again along mom's richly full tits, gave her excited nipples another loving squeeze and tug, brought another pleasured gasp from her. I released the stretching nipples, letting them snap back, and returned my fingers to mom's armpits to begin another loving stroke. Right there she surprised me, suddenly gripping my cock's hardness again in the hand that had been caressing it, to guide the swollen head to the juicy warmth of her cunt's slippery lips. Lordy, but it felt good. It was my turn to do a little pleasured gasping.
Mom smiled, apparently starting to relax, perhaps accepting my suggestion that she give herself over to and trust the sensations of her own body. She began stroking the head of my cock up and down in that slippery, hot cunt of hers.
"Lordy, Lord, but you feel good to me, precious!" mom murmured suddenly. "I don't remember no other man ever feeling quite this good to me, ever! I feel as hot and giddy as an empty-headed little schoolgirl only just beginning to feel the power of her sex needs for the first time. I ain't felt so young and glad to be alive in years!"
My belly was atremble with my growing hunger to drive that stiff cock of mine to its roots into mom's juicy, hot lusciousness. I admitted, "I'm glad you're feeling that way, sweet mommy."
We kept on petting each other like that for another minute or two, both of us beginning to breathe raggedly. Suddenly mom said, "But it might be best if you didn't actually go you know- actually inside me. Don't you think? Couldn't you love me with your mouth? You know how to do that, don't you, love?"
A flash of disappointment shot through me, but I didn't let her see it. I told her quietly, "I'll love you any way you like best, mommy dear. Just don't you worry. Nothing's gonna happen that you don't want to happen."
Mom murmured, "It may just be me being silly, but I'm still just not sure it'd be right for me to actually fuck my own-" She broke off, finding it difficult to hear herself put into words what she actually was thinking.
I repeated, "Nothing's gonna happen that you don't want to happen. So just relax and enjoy yourself and don't worry. Trust me."
"Oh I do, precious, I do!" mom exclaimed. "I'd never forgive myself if I did something that made you feel I didn't!"
Again I repeated myself, soothing, "Then just relax and enjoy yourself and don't worry. Prove you trust me."
With a nervous little chuckle, mom admitted, "It's myself I'm not certain I can trust. Lordy, right now I'm just aching to feel you deep-" She interrupted herself again sharply, declaring, "But I still think it'd be better if you only loved me with your mouth. Somehow that'd seem better to me."
I'd learned enough about women not to bother arguing the matter with her, bad as I was wanting to get my aching cock into her luscious cunt. Instead I suggested, "Old Abner must've left you with a terrific head of sexual steam built up. Do you think some loving by my mouth might help relieve it?"
Mom's face lit up with hopeful excitement and she said, "Would it ever! Oh, Lukey, sweet, you just can't know-" as always, she broke off, but I got the message. As if trying to cover her inner turmoil, mom abruptly murmured, "You have such marvelous hands, son."
I nodded casually toward the grassy bank and a secluded place in the surrounding underbrush, suggesting, "You may have to teach me things. I'm no expert at sex of any kind, and 'specially not with my mouth. So you may have to wise me up as I go along."
Mom murmured, "That'll be a new experience, having a lover who's ready to listen to whatever I have to say about how things are feeling to me as we go along. Most men seem to think bulling along blind, strictly on their own, proves somehow what big men they are."
I wasted no more time, but stooped and swept mom up in my arms and waded for the bank as her excited laugh came rippling from her gaily. The way I was holding her, both her beautiful big tits were thrust up at me right there below my mouth. I tipped my head, bring my mouth to the nearest nipple. I sucked it in greedily. That brought a sharp gasp of pleasurement gusting out of mom. Her arms tightened with sudden fierceness around my neck, pressing my mouth against her excited tit harder.
I waded on out of the water, sucking and licking hungrily at mom's tasty tit while she nibbled at my ear, murmuring, "Your mouth's marvelous, too. I don't think there's much I'm going to be able to teach you, precious."
I laid mom down upon the carpet of rank grass in the sheltered cove of underbrush, bending with her as I lowered her so I didn't have to release her sweet nipple. With her stretched upon the grass and my knees on the ground beside her, I began teasing her other nipple between my thumb and finger. The pleasured moan that move brought out of mom told me plainer than words that I was beginning to get a good head of sensation worked up within her.
I switched nipples and mom began almost steadily as I sucked and licked with my mouth and pulled and caressed with my hands. Each time I'd change hands, as my mouth switched back and forth from one tit to the other, I'd send my free hand down to mom's cunt to caress her rigid little clitoris; that really made her moan. She not only moaned louder, her sweet ass began bobbing up and down upon the grass. I had a hunch she wasn't far from coming, what with the charge of unrelieved tension old Abner's short-fused cock surely had left in her added to the freight of sensation I'd been building.
So I moved my mouth away from mom's delicious tits and began kissing and licking my way south across her smooth upper belly. It was amazing to me how little age her ripe, slender body showed. At her belly button I paused, caressing it with the tip of my tongue. When I thrust the tip of my tongue into it, mom gasped softly and pressed her cunt upward harder against the hand caressing her clitoris.
I kissed and licked on southward over her taut lower belly. When I reached the upper fringe of her curly patch of cunt-hair, I had the breath running in and out of mom in noisy, ragged gasps.
I moved around between mom's long, lovely legs; she opened her soft, white inner thighs to me eagerly, pulling her feet up almost against the cheeks of her ass as she did. My stiff cock hanging from my lower belly all primed and ready shot into my brain the tempting idea that I could mount mom and shove it right into her sweet cunt to its roots before she ever realized what was happening or had a chance to resist it. I pushed the temptation aside. I knew I'd get that cock of mine buried to its hilt in mom's sweet, juicy cunt. But when I did, it'd be in her because she'd wanted it there so bad she'd been the one unable to resist the temptation any longer. I had a hunch I could make mom actually beg me to put my cock in her. I knew that when I got her passion built up that strong, then plunging my cock into her sweet cunt would feel a thousand times better than it possibly could if I was fool enough to try it before she'd got built up to that point. I knew Granny'd been right about patience being the master key that opens the very best a woman has to offer a man.
So I waited, bending my head to bring my lips to one of mom's upraised knees. I began kissing my unhurried way downward along her tender inner thigh. As I worked my way closer to the dewy nest of cunt-curls, down where mom's shapely thighs merged softly into her lower body, I began mixing long, caressing strokes of my tongue into the kisses, licking hungrily over the sweet, sensitive, velvety skin of mom's soft inner thigh.
When my cheek finally brushed against mom's nest of curly cunt-hair, a long, strangled sounding, "Ah-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-huh!" came gasping out of her and I could feel the feverish heat of her fiery cunt radiating up against my cheek. I could have put her off much longer by giving her other thigh an equal amount of loving attention. But I had a feeling that mom had been tantalized long enough. There was that unrelieved teasing old Abner's horse-cock had given her cunt before his short fuse set off his explosion and left mom up in the air with unsatisfied sexual hunger.
So I skipped any further preliminaries and brought my mouth down upon the feverish lips of mom's steaming cunt. She groaned like she'd been touched with a hot iron. Maybe you think that, didn't shoot a wave of excitement through me; every muscle in my lower belly had a spasm that made my hard cock jerk and throb nearly like it does when I come.
I pushed the vivid awareness of those sensations out of my mind with other thoughts, cooling them, then thrust my stiff tongue into the lips of mom's hungry cunt. That quickly, her whole lower belly swelled up and the muscles knotted hard as rocks with tension as a sharp scream tore itself from somewhere deep inside her.
I sent my tongue into mom's sizzling cunt just as far as I could make it reach beyond my lips. Another pleasured cry of anguish came from her. She grabbed me by the hair, apparently wanting to hold my mouth right there where it was. She pulled my face in so hard against her cunt I wasn't right certain she might not suffocate me.
I sucked breath in as best I could and kept on licking. I felt good, knowing exactly what to do next. Not long before I wouldn't have. But I wasn't a green, inexperienced kid any longer.