Chapter 2
A steadily panting Sally quickly undid her bikini top.
Her nervous fingers shook as she removed the straps and let the bikini top fall casually to the floor.
The moment that Scott observed her two magnificent bosoms freeing themselves from the material, his cock froze with passionate determination. He just had to have this beautiful woman, even if she did happen to be his own mother.
Sally's determined but trembling fingers then proceeded to work their way down to her bikini bottom. Her entire body wiggled as she slipped her fingers against the materal, then slid the bikini down her legs.
Scott watched in awe, observing the material sliding smoothly down his mother's creamy thighs. She played the passionate activity to the hilt, removing the bikini bottom slowly enough to where Scott would receive a stirring strip-tease. That way he would get even hotter, reaching the point where he would seek to devour his beautiful mother.
The longer that she worked her fingers on her bikini bottom, the lower she slid it and the more that Scott was able to see.
When he got his first glimpse of his mother's brown pubic mound and the red willing vagina which rested beneath it, his heart began to pound thunderously.
She stepped out of the bikini bottom, then walked slowly toward him. As she moved her sinuous hips in a rhythmic manner he was certain that he had never seen anything any more beautiful than his mother at that moment.
She threw her arms around him, planting a firm kiss on Scott's lips.
Scott's body jerked back and forth several times, after which she released her lips from his.
She looked down at his trunks, then worked her fingers against them. She pulled at the material, then moved the trunks skillfully down his legs.
"I've got to get at your cock," she told him bluntly.
"Do anything you want. Now don't stop for anything."
"Don't worry, baby, I'm not about to."
She removed his trunks, then reached out with her right hand and seized a hold on his penis.
She touched the tip at first, tickling it ever so daintily with her fingertips.
"My God, what you are doing to me," he gasped. "I feel so good. I'm burning up all over. That's really the way to ignite my cock."
"I figured you'd like it. Your father always does."
"It's such a beautiful movement."
"Is it nice and smooth."
"It sure is."
"So is your prick," she smiled. "It's just like silk, honey."
Her fingers ran over the tip of her son's rigid penis. She then began to run the fingers down the surface of the long organ.
Sally slid the fingers up and down quickly, picking up additional momentum at every point.
"Keep moving those fingers," he gasped. "I really like what you're doing, baby."
With vigorous determination, Sally kept on working her fingers up and down his huge rod. The longer that she pumped, the greater the feeling of excitement that reeled throughout her body.
She could see the hunger developing within her. She just had to have some quick release, and the best way was through affirmatively taking action with her son's prick.
The hunger became so intense that she knew she had to slip her tongue over his huge bulging organ. That would be the only way that she could secure the kind of satisfaction that she so vitally needed.
Sally dropped dramatically to her knees, allowing her tongue to slide over the tip of his huge searing pecker.
Back and forth he began to slide his prick as her tongue slid over it, and his body began to weave and sway.
While Scott's body twisted and turned, Sally reached out and grabbed his thick thighs.
Her fingers steadily worked on his thighs, then dropped down toward his ankles. All the while she kept up her searing movements over the tip of his long dick.
She loved clamping her tongue against the tip of his erect organ, and his long, lean body began to react more favorably than ever to her stroking movements.
His body was reduced to a series of twists and turns as she kept up her searing pace, beginning to extend her tongue to the base of his cock.
She felt compelled to provide every inch of his long penis with plenty of enthusiastic sensations.
Up and down she slid the long tongue, colliding with his huge prick.
He rolled around on the bed, his ass-cheeks rolling against the bedspread as she kept up her searching movements.
While her tongue continued to connect with his hard rod, she maneuvered the fingers of her right hand against his balls.
The finger contact heightened the anticipatory responses within him. The electricity generated itself with searing impact as he kept up his finger and tongue movements.
He kept on working his tongue smoothly, letting it slide against her skin.
"Keep sucking me," he called out.
While Sally's tongue continued to make contact with her son's dick, he reached out with both hands, letting them run through her hair.
He liked providing his beautiful mother with additional sensations while she trained her tongue convincingly and excitedly over his-penis.
The longer that she toyed with his balls, the hotter the sensations that began to generate inside him.
The white heat was building, and soon he knew that he would be orgasming inside her mouth. It felt strange to Scott to be in that kind of position, one in which he would be deluging his mother's mouth with his sperm.
It was one thing to do it with the young girls he knew at school, but it was quite different to be getting those sensations from his own mother.
He could tell from the spirit she put into her movements that she appeared to be even more intensely committed to her efforts than the girls at school had been.
Every time that she pumped he knew that she was putting everything that she had into her efforts. That made him all the happier. If there was one thing that Scott liked, it was being sucked by a woman who was totally committed to what she was doing.
Her fingers probed his balls with skilled grace, and his body began to rock more noticeably than ever as he bounced up and down on the bed.
"Suck me off," he cried out impatiently. "Go after my juices, baby. I want to spray into your mouth. It will make me feel so wonderful to shoot inside you. I want you to eat my juice, I want you to eat every drop of it. I can hardly wait to spray it inside you."
His words of encouragement served only to excite her all the more. She worked her tongue with every ounce of passionate energy that she could muster, driving him ever closer to the big moment of climax.
She integrated her movements beautifully, making the brisk finger contact against his balls while she kept up the sucking sensations.
She integrated her movements beautifully, moving more gracefully than she could ever remember.
It shocked her to recognize just how excited she could become by going down on her own son's cock. It embarrassed her a little to have to admit to herself that she hadn't displayed that kind of enthusiasm the last time she had sucked Jerry's cock. As a matter-of-fact, she had gotten kind of bored sucking off her husband, and was only disposed toward doing it when he made a particular fuss about it.
But Scott afforded a totally different proposition. She liked his long, hard cock and it thrilled her the way his trim, athletic body would sway and rock every time that she put her tongue to work on his fervent prick.
Her head bobbed eagerly, and her fingers made their way sweepingly with great passion over his balls.
The spirited sucking continued and he moved ever closer to climax, his whole body alive with passionate sensations. He enjoyed every stimulating sucking movement she put forward.
"Keep it up, I'm practically there," he exclaimed.
Scott needed additional contact with his mother. He released his fingers quickly from her hair, then let them come to rest against her back.
Scott squeezed his mother's smooth, firm back, touching the warm skin as she kept on with her sucking movements.
"Keep driving your tongue," he exclaimed. "Work your tongue, keep up the fast pace, baby, I want it, I need it, I need to release my juices."
The hot strokes pushed him into a torrent of sexual excitement out of which he would not escape until the white juices had spilled out of the end of his penis and into her mouth.
She kept on tugging at her son's balls, and as his body trembled uncontrollably, Sally realized just how close he had drawn to the ultimate moment of climax.
"I'm just about there," he said. "You're doing beautifully, baby, your tongue is working like a charm. Keep it moving, keep it sliding, I want it. I want your tongue movements."
The driving efforts continued, and finally the first few droplets of white orgasmic liquid began to spill out of the end of his cock.
The fires within him reached an all-time high and his legs trembled.
She kept on toying with his balls, right up until the very end.
Sally devoured the first few droplets of his sperm, then awaited the spirited orgasm that she knew would immediately follow.
The thick creamy gobs of sperm then bolted out of the end of his long fiery rod.
His loins were on fire with passionate satisfaction as he released the orgasmic fluid from his cock and into his mother's waiting mouth.
Sally had worked long and diligently for his load, and now that she was devouring it, she made certain that she enjoyed every bit of it.
She slurped and sucked with everything that she was worth, determined not to let so much as one drop escape from her mouth.
The steady stream kept on voluminously spurting into Sally's mouth, and she eagerly attacked his orgasm.
Only a few tiny droplets escaped out of the right side of her mouth. Aside from that, Sally managed to succeed in swallowing his entire load.
It was with great satisfaction that she removed her tongue from his penis.
Scott was not able to heave a sigh of relief until it was all over.
"You're too much, Mom," Scott said.
"So was your cock."
"You really handled it beautifully. You were like a human suction cup."
Sally burst into laughter.
"I guess that's supposed to be a compliment," she said.
"It sure is. It's about the finest compliment that I can pay."
"That's good, baby, because you sure have a beautiful cock. You deserve every bit of what I gave you."
"I hope I returned the favor with a load of thick enough cream," Scott said hopefully.
"It was the most delicious load I ever swallowed."
"You're putting me on," Scott laughed nervously.
"Like hell I am," his mother said, stroking his hair affectionately, "it couldn't have been better, baby. Once you started spurting that stuff, it was like it was never going to stop."
"That was quite a stream."
"Certainly it was," she smiled.