Coming Mother Chapter 5

Chapter 5

They decided to stay where they were for the night.
Wearing his cut-offs again, Jay fished from the rear deck.
Shellie had put her bikini back on, but feeling mischievous, she
had made sure the seat was drawn into the crack of her ass. She
didn’t mind if her ass showed to those passing in boats. It was
no different from wearing a string bikini, and if she one, she
would have been wearing it. She adjusted the tight crotch to
allow dark curls of cunt hair to show, knowing only Jay would see
it, unless a boat came close to theirs.
She prepared a good dinner, and they sat on the rear deck as
the sun dropped off in the west. Jay wasn’t having any luck with
his fishing, but he didn’t really care. When the sun was down, a
full moon came up and they stayed on the rear deck, watching boats
pass. Most boats were finding places to tie up for the night, and
there were a few houseboats.
“I love being on the river, don’t you, darling?” Shellie said
softly, sitting on the deck, her cheek resting on her son’s thigh.
“It’s so peaceful and quiet, especially at night.”
“I want to live on the river, Mom,” he said. He had put his
fishing gear away, and sat slumped in the chair. “I like staying
on the houseboat with you.”
She turned and kissed his thigh. “That’s because you’re
getting fucked all the time,” she whispered. “You can be fucked
anyplace, you know.”
“I still like the river,” he said.
“So do I,” Shellie answered, then dragged the tip of her
tongue along his thigh. “Mmmm, you taste good.”
“I’m sweaty,” he said.
“I know. I love the taste of you.”
“I need a shower.”
“You’re fine as your are,” Shellie murmured. “I enjoy the
smell of sweat on a man’s balls. I guess that makes me a little
crazy, but I don’t care. I love to smell sweat on balls, and
that’s the way it is.”
“I’m sure sweaty right now,” he said.
Shellie moved the crotch of his shorts to one said. “Let me
smell.”
She pushed her nose into his balls, inhaling.
“Ohhh, that’s nice,” she purred.
Her tongue flicked along the side of his balls.
“Tastes nice, too.”
Jay spread his thighs wide as his mother slipped between his
knees, turning to face him. She sat on the deck, her long legs
shoved underneath his chair. His cock and balls stood out in the
moonlight, and she kissed them, working her tongue around his
balls.
She moved her hands along his thighs, slipped one inside the
ragged leg of his cut-offs, and cupped a cheek of his ass. Her
other hand closed around his cock, pumping it slowly.
“Want another blow job?” she said in a low voice.
“Oh, yes, Mom!”
Shellie giggled. “I thought you would.”
She licked her tongue along the hardened shaft of his cock,
swirling it around, tasting the heat of him, smelling the clean
sweat on his balls. She dragged her tongue up to the rounded
head, licking it, then swiping at his piss hole, tasting the
juices that started bubbling up from it. She closed her lips
around the head of her son’s cock for a long moment, sucking it,
her tongue twisting about. She mewled softly and ran her moist
lips down the shaft, then licked at his balls. The taste of sweat
on her son’s balls made her cunt throb, and her long clit bulged
inside her bikini bottoms.