Chapter 2
Jimmy Springer climbed the ladder up to his room in the loft under the guise of getting his fishing tackle in order - but it was his sex tackle he was concerned with. Elbowing his sexy sister's tits had given the virile youth a monstrous hard-on.
Unlike his father in the cave, Jimmy had firm footing in the loft. He opened his fly and hauled his cock and balls out. Holding his heavy balls in the palm of his left hand, he clamped his fist firmly around his cock-shaft and began to jack off.
He closed his eyes and thought about his sibling's tits and ass - and shot off after only a very few strokes.
His jizz sprayed the wall and looped across the room, damned near hitting the ceiling at the height of the trajectory, then descending to the bare boards of the floor and bouncing in heavy drops, like a shower of pearls.
He drained his balls off steadily, squirting cock cream in all directions, hosing the loft with cum.
Feeling a bit less horny now that his balls were emptied, he guessed he would settle for that single hand-job - for the moment.
He often jacked off three or four times at a session, but now he decided to save his next cumming until he had gone to bed when, remembering the soft firmness of Linda's tits, he would wank into the wee hours.
Jimmy started to descend the ladder again.
But then he made an interesting discovery.
Like his sister, Jimmy was a year older now. The last time they had come to the cabin, he had only been interested in swimming and fishing and hiking. Now the potent youth was more fascinated by jacking off and peeping.
And he saw a thrilling possibility.
Large, heavy beams ran across the top of the rustic cabin in a grid or network. These beams were set low enough from the roof so that there was room for a nimble boy to crawl along the top. And the walls that divided the rooms did not extend all the way to the ceiling, so that the crawl space on the beams provided a perch from where he could look down into the rooms below.
Naturally, he thought of the bedroom.
Feeling adventurous, Jimmy climbed up onto the solid wooden beam and slithed along it. Looking down, he was happy to find that he had a perfect view down into his parents' bedroom - right above the big bed.
The prospect delighted him.
Lurking up there in the shadows under the rafters, he would not be seen - and yet he would have a perfect view of whatever went on in that bed.
Jeez! He sure hoped that Mom and Dad were going to be fucking tonight!
The very thought had stiffened his potent prick again. His cock was hammering against the beam, feeling as hard as the solid oak, itself.
He wondered if he should jack off again - or save his next cum-load for later, just in case he had something to spy on while he spilled his spunk.
As it turned out, he didn't have to wait until his mother and father went to bed.
His mother, in blissful innocence, obliged the boy a lot sooner than that. . .
Martha had finished storing the supplies in the crude kitchen and, feeling hot and sticky, had gone into the small shower stall and stood under the cool spray, lathering her lush body with soapsuds.
As she soaped her tits, her nipples swelled.
As she worked the cake of slippery soap between her legs, her pussy heated up.
She looked down at her groin. The soapy lather running down her thighs was streaked through with threads of pearly pussy-nectar.
Martha realized she was horny.
It had come upon her unexpectedly, sort of sneaking up on her. But it was understandable. The Springers had left home early for the long drive to the lake, and she hadn't had time for the morning fuck to which she had grown so fondly accustomed.
Then, too, sitting in the station wagon so long, with her cunt squirming on the bucket seat, had had a delayed effect on her libido.
She smiled, amused by her own randiness.
And she wondered what to do about it.
The logical thing would be to wait for her husband to come back from the lake and drag him into bed for a good fucking.
But there was a drawback to that plan. It was too early to retire for the night, and if she and Luke went to bed together at this hour, the kids were quite likely to figure out why - especially since Martha was a loud fuck, unable to stifle her cries when she creamed.
But she was much too hot to wait until night.
She decided to go to the bedroom and give herself a vigorous workout with her dildo -
The bedroom over which her son was at that very moment clinging to the beam below the rafters.
Jimmy was just about to crawl backwards along the beam when his voluptuous mom came into the bedroom, closing the door behind him.
He held his breath.
If he was lucky, maybe she was going to change her clothing, he thought. Maybe he could get a look at tits and ass - or even a flash of pussy!
Martha began to undress immediately, wanting to get the job done before Luke got back. She figured that he was a bit jealous of her big rubber dildo.
Jimmy gulped as her big tits loomed up, naked, the tips standing stiff and swollen. From his viewpoint directly above her, her cleavage was a chasm.
His prick began to pound away on the beam like a woodpecker on a log. He was almost afraid that his mom would hear his cock-meat hammering away.
Then she dropped her skirt and began to squirm out of her bikini panties.
Her bushy cunt mound emerged.
Jimmy had to cling tightly to the beam to keep from being tossed off. His cock was bucking like a bronco under his loins, and his balls had filled up so heavily he thought the beam must be creaking under the weight.
Naked, his curvaceous mother walked over to where the luggage was stacked in the corner. She bent over and opened one of the suitcases.
As her firm ass heaved upward, Jimmy could look right into her crotch from behind. His eyes bulged out and his jaw dropped open wide, his chin hitting the beam.
His mother's cunt was gaping open, the pink pussy-folds unfurled like the petals of a fleshy flower. Creamy cunt-juice was trickling down the insides of her thighs.
As she rummaged around in the jumble of vacation clothing, Jimmy had his eyes glued to her cunt in total fascination. The naive young man was experienced enough to realize that his mother was wet because she was feeling horny, but the sight of her sopping pussy was making him pant like a dog, arousing him wildly.
Wriggling about on bis perch, Jimmy got his hand down in his groin and began to fumble with his fly. He got it open, and his cock jumped out like a shock absorber.
He grimaced and wrapped his hand around his cock-stalk in the very familiar fist grip.
Jimmy supposed that his mother was looking for a change of clothing in the suitcase and that in a few moments she would be clothed again, the glorious sight of her naked body no longer visible.
He was anxious to shoot off while he still had that delectable pussy in sight.
Shifting awkwardly on the beam, he gave his cock a quick push-pull.
But he stopped frigging and gawked down in total astonishment - and realized that he didn't have to hurry his hand-job at all.
Out of the suitcase, his mother had produced a huge rubber cock!