Chapter 10
Mile-high weather is often quirky, bringing snow storms in July or summer-like days in October, and today was no exception. Snow was falling in the mountains at the same time the predicted high on the plains was near 80 degrees.
Danny slept late, for a good and obvious reason, and when he came into the kitchen to get a cup of eye-opener, he looked out the window and saw his mother lying on a chaise lounge by the pool, taking advantage of the Indian summer rays. What made it unusual was not that it was warm enough to sunbathe, but that she was naked.
Damn, he thought, she's got a fine build. I know women half her age who would die for a body like hers. Guess she doesn't know that I'm home, or she wouldn't be lying out there naked.
He saw the morning paper lying on the kitchen table, and changed his opinion. His Suburban was sitting in the driveway, so big only a blind person could miss it, and the carrier always tossed the paper at the end of the driveway. One plus one equals two, except perhaps in that crazy stuff called new math, and his mother had to walk around the back of the Suburban to get the paper.
Why then, was she lying out there naked? He had never even seen her in her underwear, let alone buck naked. Did she expect him to sleep a lot later and was just taking advantage of the time to catch a few rays?
He sipped his coffee and pondered the situation. He could do something to let her know that he was up, maybe make a noise in the kitchen that she could hear, but it would have to be a damn loud one to carry that far. He'd wait a few minutes and see what she did.
Joyce lay with her eyes closed and her mind whirling, replaying the scene of her son and the horny little blonde making out last night. Well, the young woman wasn't the only horny one. Her son was just as horny, an eager and willing collaborator, and she couldn't ignore her own actions, both as she watched them and afterward.
She wasn't conscious of her brain sending a signal, but her right hand was suddenly on her tit, fondling it lovingly and teasing the nipple. What was that blonde's name, Hilary? Yeah, that was it. Her tits might be stuffed full of silicone, but they looked great. I can see where Danny would love to play with them. I can see where any guy would love to play with them.
Danny stood at the window, his coffee forgotten for the moment, his eyes narrow and his gaze intense, as he watched his mother.
As she caressed her tit, Joyce breathed deeply and her chest rose and fell a little faster. Hilary had such tiny nipples. Mine are stubby, but they're a lot thicker than hers. She pinched her nipples, and they popped right up, just the way they should. She liked it when Danny licked her nipples, and I'll bet her pussy got real wet. I know mine does when a guy licks my nipples. Not that mine have been licked very much lately! Her left hand trailed down her body, caressing the supple flesh of her smooth belly. Watching his tongue swirl around her nipples was so exciting. Her fingertips touched the softly curling strands of brown pussy hair and paused.
"Whoa," Danny muttered, "this is getting good."
Watching his sexy mother didn't give him heartburn. If she didn't mind lying out there, naked, knowing that he was in the house and might see her, he sure didn't mind.
At the moment, he didn't take it one step further and wonder why she was lying out there naked where he might see her.
Joyce was well aware that Danny was home, but somehow, it didn't make any difference. Perhaps, subconsciously, she wanted him to see her naked. Perhaps she didn't think about it all. One thing was sure, her hormones were stirred up, and she had to do something about them.
Her left hand went lower and she sucked her breath in sharply at the first stunning contact of her middle finger on the hot, tingling bud of her clitoris. A deep tremor of longing coursed out from the rigid stud of sensitive flesh, saturating her flesh with carnal warmth, and for a brief moment, she held her finger motionless on top of her love button.
She wiggled the tip of her finger, and an unexpected, utterly shocking vision of her son flooded her mind. She tried to concentrate, to banish the unbidden image, without success. In her fervid mind, her hand became his hand groping her pussy, arousing her as a lover would, preparing her cunt for his cock!
"Damn, she's so pretty," Danny muttered, "and so damn sexy. Reta said she was, but I never noticed until now." He could see the sex dew glistening in her slit and imagined himself sitting on the chaise next to her, fondling her pussy. His cock quivered, and he instantly chastised himself for having such horny thoughts about his mother. "Got to admit, though, her gorgeous, buxom body oozes lust and sex appeal," he chuckled softly. "Wonder what it would be like to kiss her and feel her tits boring into my chest." His cock started stiffening and getting thicker, and he said, "Down, mister, all we can do is look."
Joyce put her feet on the ground on each side of the lounge and her finger moved a little faster over her clit, more or less involuntarily. Warning signs surged through her hot body, telling her that once she got started, she wouldn't be able to stop before she got herself off. She didn't care if she wore her clit out," she had no intention of stopping.
Danny's cock throbbed with arousal as it grew into a fat, firm pole, creating a tent in the front of his pants. He unzipped his pants, and his stiffly erect tool jutted out from his body as it came free. All the veins were full of blood and the head was so swollen, it looked like a doorknob.
He stroked his cock as he watched his mother, hoping she would jack off. He would never have a chance to watch her cum any other way. He doubted that he would ever have another opportunity to watch her cum, period. If he closed his eyes, he could picture his hard cock sliding into his mother's pussy, but he didn't want to close his eyes, even for an instant, and miss any of the salacious scene by the pool.
Without closing his eyes, he could see his finger slipping between the soft, pink lips of his mother's juicy quim and slowly penetrate her. The inner walls of her pussy would be dripping with juice, and his finger would glide into her with ease and the tip of his finger would go unerringly to her G spot. Her golden spot would be big, he knew. It couldn't be any other way.
Joyce's finger flicked faster over her quivering clit bud, sending tremors of carnal pleasure all the way up to her swollen tit mounds, and she moaned softly as the titillating tingles of delight radiated out from her loins. Incomprehensibly, her thoughts continued to dwell upon her son, and she realized with a shock that if she pretended she was priming her pussy for Danny's dick, she probably would cum harder.
She lifted her hips and wiggled her ass, and erotic music filled her brain, adding its seductive tempo to the soft, sensualistic sensations emanating from her snatch in subtle ripples. Wow, you're out of your cotton-picking mind, fantasizing about your son and hearing erotic music!
Joyce's ass began to undulate sinuously. Tenderly parting the hair-fringed lips of her cunt, she spread the heavy flow of cunt juice up and down her lust-tortured slit, coating it with a thick layer of love oil. She continued the flagrant self-caress, her ass undulating sinuously and her growing desire fluttering in her groin as she stroked her pulsating clit impetuously.
"Damn," Danny muttered, "watching my mother jack off is something else! I know it will never happen, but damned if it wouldn't be great to fuck her, just once."
Totally immersed in passion, the thought that her son might be watching her never entered Joyce's mind. If she had known, would she have continued? Without a doubt, she was too far gone to stop.
She stilled her hand and let her ass fall back to the lounge, teasing herself, drawing out the act until emotion forced her to whip her clit again, faster than before, and finish the job. With a soft whimper, she lifted her legs in the air, rolling her smoothly rounded ass cheeks off the lounge.
"God, what a fabulous ass," Danny muttered, stroking his dick gently, just teasing himself with no intention of getting off. "Wonder if she's ever had it up the ass. No, probably not, mothers don't do those crazy things. Reta takes it up the ass as easily she takes it in the cunt, but she's not a mother."
He suddenly felt guilty watching his mother doing something so intimate and turned away from the window. He took one step, took a deep breath and let it out slowly, then went back to the window.