Chapter 6
Kathy's asshole itched deliciously as she showered again.
She had always taken a bath a day, at least, and now she found she was in the shower or tub two or three times. She didn't mind; she wanted to be clean and sweet-smelling for her son at all times. She never knew when he would want her, want to fuck her, have her suck on his cock, or lick her pussy.
Although Ben did not shower as often as she did, she didn't mind. She kind of enjoyed the scent of his body, the slight sweaty scent, or the fresh smell of fucking on his cock and balls. It turned her on to smell that. No, she didn't mind if he failed to bathe more than once a day.
She selected a skirt and then a blouse to wear. Ben sat on her bed, watching her dress. He had chosen her panties, a pair of hot pink, skimpy panties that concealed nothing, with fragile elastic bands holding them about her hips. She stood before him, her skirt lifted to let him see the effect. The front was a tiny triangle, transparent, and the thick curls of her cunt were clearly seen. Turning, she presented her lovable ass to him, and he was delighted to see that the crack of her ass was exposed.
He wore his cut-offs, carrying his trunks rolled up. Kathy wondered about a bikini for herself, and decided there was no need.
She drove with Ben close to her, his hand beneath her skirt, resting on her thigh. He stroked her leg, teasing her, now and then drawing his fingers to her panties. Kathy opened her legs for him, flashing a wicked smile when he rubbed at her cunt. The very idea of being in the open, sitting behind the wheel of the car, with her son feeling her up, sent excited tremors up and down her body.
They reached the river and parked.
There were not many boys and girls near the river that afternoon, but there were enough for her purposes. She held her son's hand as they walked to the river, and Kathy settled near an old elm tree, leaning against it. Ben walked off into the bushes, where he changed into his trunks. He had told her sometimes they changed there instead of at home. She leaned against the tree, looking at the few boys and girls. They were all fresh, young, and quite good-looking, she thought.
She sat with her knees drawn up, her skirt modestly tucked around them, making sure nothing showed, yet.
Ben returned, wearing his trunks, and sat beside her for a moment. He looked at his friends, pointing them out as he told her their names. Kathy immediately forgot them; names weren't important at the moment to her.
She jumped when he took her hand, placing it on his thigh. He sat with his legs crossed. He put her hand high on his thigh, one of her fingertips almost touching his crotch. He called out to a boy, who turned and replied, but his eyes took in the position of Kathy's hand. Kathy blushed, trembling, but didn't remove her hand.
Everyone knew Kathy was Ben's mother.
That made it even more embarrassing for her.
A lovely blonde came over to talk with Ben, and she stood in front of them. Kathy looked at the girl from lowered lashes, seeing succulent thighs and a delicious little bulge where the girl's cunt was. She was fascinated to notice the slit of the girl's cunt molded there. She felt herself shiver when her son moved her hand slightly on his thigh, and her fingertip brushed his crotch. She wanted to look up and see if the pretty girl noticed, but was afraid to. A boy, about twenty feet away, was looking at them curiously.
Ben waved to the boy, and Kathy felt his fingers on the hem of her skirt.
She wondered if anything showed.
The girl walked away, and Kathy watched the compact sweetness of her young ass twist. Ben moved her skirt, then got to his feet. He winked at her, then walked off to talk with a couple near the bank of the river. She saw her son look in her direction, and he winked at her.
That was a signal they had agreed upon before.
She knew her son and the couple could see the backs of her thighs, the hot pink color of her skimpy panties. Kathy felt a heat burn on her face, and her cunt pulsated with juiciness, her clit swelling. Knowing the boy and girl her son was talking to could see her panties almost made her come. She sat with pretended nonchalance, as if she was totally unaware of being exposed to them. The boy and girl looked at her boldly, though.
One of the boys approached her, standing there to talk to her a bit. Kathy, with her eyes lowered, noticed the bulge of his cock and balls. She couldn't talk to the boy; her voice would give her away, she knew. Her son came back to her, and leaned close.
"They saw you, Mom," he whispered.
"Ohhhh," Kathy moaned softly.
"They saw your panties," Ben said. "You know what he said? He said he sure would like to bury his face between your legs."
"He didn't!" Kathy gasped, shooting a glance at the boy.
"He did," her son insisted. "He said he'd suck your pussy in front of everyone."
"What . . . what did his girl have to say about that?"
Ben laughed, a low sound. "She told him she'd help him eat your cunt."
Kathy noticed then that it was the same boy and girl she had overheard that day in the bushes, fucking frantically.
Ben, squatting at her side, moved his hand to the back of her leg. Kathy trembled as she looked around quickly, checking if anyone noticed him touching her thigh. She found a pretty girl winking at her, and she turned her eyes away, blushing furiously.
"That girl's watching you touch me," Kathy whispered.
"Oh, that girl?" Ben said, not even bothering to see who she was talking about.
He shot his hand to her cunt, and Kathy couldn't stifle the sudden gasp.
The girl watching giggled, and Kathy felt herself burning with embarrassment. Ben laughed and stood up.
"This will give me a hard-on," he said, lifting his hand to his face. "Mmmm, your cunt has a nice smell, Mom."
Kathy asked, her voice low, "Are you going to fuck that little girl?"
"I don't know," he said, and lifted his mother's hand. "Would you be jealous, Mom?"
"No, Ben," she said. "Fuck them all, I don't care. I think it would be exciting."
Ben turned his mother's hand, and before she knew what he was up to, he had cupped her palm into his crotch. Kathy gasped, darting her eyes about. Every boy and girl there was looking at them.
"Oh, God!" she squealed, trying to jerk her hand from her son's crotch.
Ben held her tight, and her fingers were curled about his balls through his tight trunks.
"Ben, turn loose!" she hissed, blushing frantically.
He laughed, and rubbed her palm about his cock and balls, finally releasing her wrist.
Kathy ducked her burning face, her cunt suddenly convulsing with quick, mild orgasms.
He called two of his friends over, and Kathy felt a stab of fear.
Surely her son wasn't going to make her fuck his friends! The thought sent embarrassment burning from her head to her toes, but her cunt was seeping and on fire with the idea of being gang-banged there, with the girls standing around watching, urging their boyfriends on.
But that wasn't what Ben was going to do.
The boys, laughing, playfully grabbed her arms and, with Ben helping, started dragging her to the river. Kathy, understanding, began to struggle. They held her firmly.
"No, don't!" she protested. "Ben, come on! Hey, you guys, turn me loose! I don't want to get wet!"
But at the bank, she was lifted. She felt hands sliding underneath her skirt as she was lifted into the air. One of the boys had taken the opportunity to grab himself a nice, quick feel of her pantied cunt. Kathy gasped as she felt his hand on her pussy, and then she was thrown into the river.
She came up sputtering, and found she was in waist-deep water. Her thin blouse clung to her tits, her nipples exposed blatantly through the wetness. She ran her hand through her wet hair, glowering at the boys who stood laughing on the bank. She wasn't mad, but her blouse exposed her tits as if they were naked. She tried to cover them with her arms, and waded from the water.
"Ben, I'm going to get you for this," she threatened.
Her skirt clung to her body, outlining every curve as if she was naked. The boys whistled with appreciation, the girls giggling in a wicked way. She started to walk past them, but her son grabbed her skirt, and before she could stop them, it was torn from her body. She stood in her wet blouse, wearing nothing but her drenched, skimpy, transparent panties below her waist. Kathy's face flamed brightly, and she danced about trying to cover as much of her body as she could with her hands and arms.
"Ben!" she squealed. "Goddamn you!"
He ran off, waving her skirt about his head. Kathy ran after him, blushing furiously. The boys and girls cheered Ben, and watched as Kathy's creamy ass bobbled and jiggled, her long legs flashing in the sunlight. Someone caught her, and her blouse was ripped away. Kathy was naked, except for her panties, and they concealed nothing. Designed to excite, she was an erotic picture before the boys and girls.
She didn't know what to do. She covered her tits as best she could with one hand, her other hand trying to cover her cunt. She looked about with frantic eyes, seeing the boys' and girls' delighted expressions. Her flush became deep when she realized there was heat between her thighs, and that her cunt was about to explode with a sudden orgasm. She couldn't hide it if she came, she knew. If her cunt convulsed, they would all know she was standing there, coming.
Ben waved her skirt over his head like a trophy.
A boy held her blouse high.
Kathy groaned.
Her cunt went into spasms, and she bent forward, trying to hide the fact that she was coming. She looked about frantically, seeing with hazy eyes. Ben had a hard-on. She could see his cock, slightly out of focus, swollen inside his tight trunks. Another boy, too, had a hard-on. She couldn't believe it when one of the girls moved to the boy and ran her hand over his hard-on.
Ben laughed, and flung her skirt far out into the river.
As the orgasm faded, Kathy turned and started into the water, covering her ass with both hands. She had to get her skirt before the current carried it away. One of the boys dived in and caught it, and then brought it to her.
"Thank you," Kathy said, her voice very low, unable to look at him.
The other boy returned her blouse. The clothing was cool against her feverish flesh as she put them back on. They molded her body, showing the curves of her ass and tits, but it was better than being naked, she felt.
She returned to the three again, trying to keep her face averted. She noticed a boy and girl move into the bushes, and the idea of them fucking sent a sharp thrill through her body. Then she saw Ben taking the pretty blonde girl's hand, and with a glance at his mother, step into the concealment. She sat under the tree, imagining her son fucking the girl, when she saw a boy and girl in the river. The girl had her back to the boy, and was leaning over. There was no way to miss what they were doing.
They were fucking, right there in the river, knowing that Kathy was watching. The girl actually gave a wave to Kathy, her young hips barely under the surface of the water, moving in time with the boy's thrusting hips.
She could hear the whispers of the ones in the bushes, and tried to detect the voice of her son. But all she heard was the low murmurs and sighs of pleasure. Her cunt was steaming, soaking her wet panties with the juices of desire. She could hear the moans of the boy and girl in the water, and see the churning movements they made. She watched the girl's face, seeing her ecstatic expression. She felt the wildest urge to tear her panties off and fling her legs wide, and finger-fuck herself violently as they watched.
She was starting to move her hand behind her thigh toward her cunt when her son came out of the bushes, pulling his trunks up. His face was flushed, and he looked happy. Behind him came the girl, whose face glowed. She had pulled her bikini bottom into place, and was trying to adjust the halter. One of her saucy pink titties was briefly revealed to Kathy's eyes. Kathy ran her tongue over her lips, feeling her cunt bubbling hotly.
Ben came to her, squatting at her side.
"Was she a good fuck?" Kathy whispered, watching the girl's small ass wiggling to the river.
"Not as good as you, Mom," Ben said.
"I'm ready to go," Kathy said, standing up. "I've got to go, now."
Ben, still squatting, suddenly shot his hands up her skirt, lifting it high. He gripped her ass a moment, and Kathy gasped when he darted his face into her wet panties, kissing her crotch quickly. A few boys laughed as they watched, and Ben gave them the finger playfully.
Kathy felt the urgent need to be alone with her son, away from those young eyes. She had been embarrassed enough for one day. There could be no doubt in those minds that Ben was fucking her, she thought. The idea they knew excited her, too.
She sat in the car next to her son for a while, shivering. Ben scooted close and cupped one of her tits, feeling it through the soaked blouse. Kathy saw a boy watching them, and she pressed her son's hand hard into her tit.
The boy winked at her, a lewd wink.
"God, let's get away from here!" she said, starting the car.
She drove carefully, shaking so much with excitement she didn't trust herself to go any faster. She started to pull onto the highway, and stopped instead. She left the engine running, setting the parking brake. She turned to her son, and with a cry, began pulling at his trunks.
"I want your cock now, baby!" she sobbed. "I need your cock right now!"
Ben slid his trunks down his legs, his cock springing up in hardness. Kathy clutched it, squeezing hard. His cock had just fucked that pretty girl, and Kathy found herself desperate to have it in her, in her mouth. She leaned down, inhaling the scent of the blonde girl's cunt clinging to her son's cock. She ran her tongue about the heat, finding a difference in the taste. Knowing it was cunt taste, she moaned and drew the head of Ben's cock into her mouth with a gulping sound of ecstasy.
"We might be seen, Mom," Ben said as his mother's hot, wet mouth enveloped his cock. "They might leave, too, and see you with my cock in your mouth."
"I don't care!" she gasped, licking about his cock hungrily, swirling her tongue up and down his cockshaft, against his balls. "I don't care if they see me sucking you off!"
To emphasize what she meant, Kathy drew her knees up onto the seat, jutting her ass above the window of the car. She dived her mouth onto her son's cock frantically, sucking wantonly. Ben scooted his ass forward, stretched a hand out and pulled his mother's wet skirt to her waist, exposing her pantied ass to the sun, or the eyes of anyone who went past.
Gobbling with greedy hunger, Kathy sucked in a frenzy at his cock. She shook her ass when Ben slipped his hand beneath them. She twisted and churned, arching her ass at his hand. She twisted her mouth about his throbbing hard cock, tasting the juices that began dripping out of his piss hole. In her mind, she was seeing her son's cock plunging into the pretty girl's cunt, the image exciting her more and more.
She jerked her mouth off his cock.
"Fingerfuck me!" she hissed. "Ben, baby ... fingerfuck me up the ass! I want to suck your cock off and feel you fucking my asshole with your finger!"
Ben pressed his finger against the pucker of his mother's asshole, and then it was inside. Kathy squealed and wiggled her ass lewdly, swallowing his cock again. She sucked with wet greed, driving her hot lips up and down his thick shaft, her hand holding his balls. She shoved her other hand beneath his ass, clawing at one cheek, trying to lift him, to drive his cock far into her burning throat.
Ben thrust his middle finger in and out of his mother's clinging asshole, making her squeal softly. Kathy's cunt dripped juices down her smooth, inner thighs. She could feel the sun burning on her ass through the window of the car, his fingers moving swiftly into her asshole. She made wet sounds as she sucked up and down his cock. She pulled his prick into her throat, and pulled his balls up to rub them about her cheek and the corner of her hps. She was burning with desire, her cunt throbbing. She hungered for her son's cock more than before, thirsty to have his creamy come juice gushing into her mouth. She wanted him to come into her mouth, let her swallow that sweetness, and then ... piss in her mouth!
Kathy could hardly believe she had become so wanton.
Her son's cock throbbed powerfully between her sucking hps, her tongue pressing it to the roof of her mouth, the smooth head brushing the back of her throat.
"Suck me, Mom!' Ben was groaning. "Suck my cock! Eat my hard prick, Mom! Damn, your mouth is so fucking hot! Eat it up, Mom!"
Kathy gurgled, her head bobbing faster and faster, short jerking motions. She smashed her lips into the base of his cock, not minding if she bruised them. She tugged at his balls, her fingers squeezing and pulling and twisting. She whimpered and sobbed, her uplifted ass twisting erotically. Her cunt was on fire, and she jerked her hand from his ass, darting her fingers between her thighs. She pinched her swollen clit, then began to twist it in a violent manner. She arched her ass into her son's penetrating finger, and began stabbing herself in the cunt with two of her own fingers. She sucked faster and faster, feeling her son's cock throb deep in her mouth. The scent of the blonde girl's cunt on his balls thrilled her. She cried out softly, groaning and straining her ass onto his plunging finger.
With a muffled sob, Kathy came.
Her cunt convulsed, her asshole gripping her son's finger tightly. She rammed all four of her own fingers up her spasming cunt, and went wild as she sucked in a frenzy on his cock.
"Mom, you're about to get a fucking mouthful!" Ben yelped, arching his hips upward. "I'm gonna come, Mom! I'm gonna come down your cocksucking throat! Ohhhh, get ready, Mom! Here it ... comes!"
The thick sweetness of his balls spurted, filling her mouth until it ran from the corners of her hps. Kathy, her eyes closed ecstatically, swallowed her son's come juice wetly, almost mindless with her own fiery orgasm. The creamy come juice bubbled out of his piss hole, coating her tongue. Kathy's ass trembled, arching and straining in the air. Ben wasn't fucking his finger in and out now, but held it deep inside her gripping asshole.
"Oh, God!" Kathy wailed as her son finished coming.
She quickly licked at his cock, lapping up the come juice that had escaped her tight lips. When had cleaned his cock, she lifted his balls, kissing them tenderly, running her tongue about them. With purring sounds, Kathy sucked her son's empty balls into her mouth for a moment. She nuzzled his cock against her cheeks and then as he slowly pulled his finger out of her asshole, she removed her fingers from her cunt.
She grinned wickedly at her son as she sat behind the wheel of the still running car. She licked her fingers, tasting her own cunt juices, and then on an impulse, drew her son's hand to her face and licked the finger that had been in her asshole. Ben laughed. "Don't laugh at me," she said shyly. "I can't help it if I'm so fucking hot for you!" "Not much different from tonguing me up the ass, huh, Mom?" "None at all."