Chapter 4

Shellie dressed in her skimpiest bikini, one that hugged her round ass very tightly. The lower halves of her creamy ass were exposed, and her cunt made an exciting bulge in the front. The top just cupped her firm tits, her nipples threatening to climb over the top. Jay wore a pair of old jeans he had hacked the legs from.

After a very late breakfast, they untied the houseboat and navigated down the river. They cruised slowly, in no hurry, with no destination in mind. They passed many people, some on houseboats like theirs, some in small row boats, and many fisherman.

Every male they passed had to look at Shellie, and she reveled in their hungry stares. Jay did most of the steering as his mother stood or sat on the front deck. He watched her, knowing she was enjoying the attention of those they passed. He was seeing his mother in a different light now. Maybe it was because they were fucking, but he saw his mother as a desirable woman more than as an extraordinarily beautiful young mother. He noticed she would find some excuse to bend over when they passed a fishing boat, her ass showing. Since he was inside the small cabin where the wheel was, he was not seen. Jay knew she was enjoying herself and the comments made about her body.

Until they passed two men in an outboard boat.

"Hot shit!" one of them called. "Hey, sugar, show me where it comes from and I'll drink a gallon of your piss!"

"Don't pay any attention to him, beautiful!" his companion laughed. "You can shit in my face any day!"

Jay noticed his mother flushed with such comments. They didn't excite her at all, he realized.

At mid-afternoon, they tied up at the bank, securing the lines to some overhanging trees. Shellie prepared a light lunch, and they sat on top of the cabin and ate. The sun deck was fenced, about a foot and a half high. If they were lying down on the sun deck, they would be out of sight of any one passing.

"I hope you don't become as crude as those assholes were," Shellie said to her son. "Girls don't like those things."

"I know, Mom," Jay replied. "But you sure enjoyed the attention."

"The attention, yes," she confessed. "I'm a woman, and women love to be admired. I just can't stand men like those two. How they think such rude comments will help them pick up a woman, I'll never know. Shit in his face, indeed!"

Jay laughed. "You almost pissed in my face."

"There's a big difference, honey. I enjoy a little perverse play, but there is a line, after all," she said.

"I don't think I'd enjoy getting a face full of shit," Jay replied.

"What about a face full of piss?" she teased.

Jay looked directly at his mother. "Hot piss?"

"That's the only kind," she answered, her voice throaty.

"Well... I'd have to think about that," Jay said.

She looked at her son closely. "That man didn't mean he would actually drink my piss, you know."

"He didn't?"

"He was talking about licking my cunt."

Jay's eyes widened as he looked at his mother. "Licking your cunt?"

"Eating me," she grinned at him. "You know, sticking his tongue up my cunt and sucking and licking it, making me come with his tongue."

"That's crazy, Mom," Jay said, but his young body shivered.

"Oh, is it?" she asked, arching her eyebrows. "Why is it crazy?"

"Who would use their tongue when they have a hard-on?" Jay countered. "What good would it do him to suck your cunt when his cock was hard?"

"Oh, you'd be surprised, baby," she cooed, untying her top and letting her flawless tits out to the sun. "Especially if he had an eager woman who would... take his cock in her mouth, too."

Jay's eyes widened as he watched his mother untie the strings of her bikini and slip out of them. She sat on the chair naked, caressing her tits and twisting lightly on her nipples.

"Do you do that, Mom?" he asked, his voice husky.

"It depends," she whispered, sliding a hand between her thighs and caressing her cunt.

"On what?"

"You're interested, aren't you, baby?" she grinned at her son, her expression lewd.

"You might piss," he said, watching her part her thighs and scoot her ass to the edge of the chair.

"I might," she teased. "Are you thinking about sucking Mother's cunt?"

Jay nodded. "But I don't wanna get a face full of piss," he said.

"Are you sure about that?" Shellie murmured, rubbing two fingers along her long, distended clit.

Jay's cock swelled inside his cut-offs, the head of his cock slipping into view. Shellie gazed at it, licking her lips, sliding a finger into her cunt. She worked it in and out, while Jay watched. Shellie stared at the head of her son's cock. His comment about pushing his face into her cunt thrilled her. It had been a long time since she felt a tongue up her pussy, and she loved to be licked. Perhaps that was because of her extra-long clit too. She didn't know, but she loved to have her cunt sucked. Her orgasms were powerful when she had a tongue inside her pussy, or lapping at her clit, or lips sucking on it.

Jay didn't know what to say to his mother's question. He found himself wanting to feel her soft, wet cunt against his mouth, but he wasn't sure at all if he wanted her to piss in his face. She teased him a lot, and maybe she was teasing him now, but then again, maybe she wasn't.

"Mom, you said it depends on something whether you take a cock in your mouth," he said. "What does it depend on?"

"Mmmm, you are interested!" she gurgled, twisting her clit gently. "It depends on what my man does for me," she said. "I'm not bashful, Jay. If a man does certain things to me, so that I enjoy it, I return everything he does." She slipped her finger into her cunt, seeing her son's excitement. "If my man licked my pussy, you can be sure I'd suck his cock."

Jay's prick slipped from his cut-offs, the head swollen, his piss hole flaring. Shellie watched it drip, and she swallowed with eagerness to taste it. What she had told her son was true; she would suck cock if a man licked her cunt. But she knew, for her son, she'd suck him off whether he licked her pussy or not.

Slipping to her knees, she knelt before him, sliding her hands up his legs to his crotch. She pulled the crotch of his cut-offs to one side, revealing hairless balls and the length of his hard-on. She tickled his balls tenderly, closing her fingers about his cock with her other hand. She squeezed hard, making the smooth head bulge and drip more. Her eyes stared at his piss hole, watching the clear juices bead up and sparkle in the late afternoon sun.

The sounds of boats passing them made no difference to Jay and Shellie. Although Jay could see the people in the boats, his mother's head was beneath the short railing. If another houseboat passed, and people were on the top sun deck, they could see.

She gazed at her son's hard cock with hungry eyes, stroking it slowly, twisting her fist about it, cupping his balls and feeling the hot fullness of them. She lowered her face close to the head of her son's cock.

"Are you gonna put it in your mouth, Mom?" Jay asked in a shaking sound.

"You'd love it, wouldn't you, honey?" she purred, placing her lips to the wet piss hole and brushing them from side to side. "You'd love to have me take this cock in my mouth, wouldn't you?"

Jay nodded eagerly.

Lifting her face, she ran her tongue across her moist lips, tasting the juices from his cock.

"What would you do for Mother?" she asked throatily. "Would you do it for me, too?"

Jay squirmed in his chair, placing his hands on his mother's naked shoulders. Shellie arched her tits to her son's crotch and rubbed them along the hard shaft, feeling his cock throb between them. She closed her tits tightly about his cock and rubbed them up and down. The heat of his cock between her tits made her naked body tremble with eagerness. She pushed the dripping piss hole of his cock against her nipples, mewling softly as they began to glisten.

Jay watched, his fingers digging into her creamy shoulders. His cock was very hard, and his balls ached with swollen fullness. Shellie rubbed her tits against his balls, her eyes turned toward his face, glazed with passion. Jay was very excited, and he squirmed his ass against the chair.

"Would you lick Mother's cunt if I sucked your cock, darling?" she asked in a husky voice.

Jay nodded, no longer thinking she might piss in his face. At the moment, his cock was making up his mind.

"Wonderful, baby," Shellie cooed, pulling him from his chair.

When he was on his feet before her, she opened his cut-offs and slipped them down. As Jay stepped out of his shorts, a boat passed, a young girl in it. She waved at him, and Jay lifted his own hand in return. Shellie knelt before her son, holding his hips and staring at his throbbing cock.

"God, Jay! You have such a beautiful cock!"

Shellie opened her mouth and pulled half her son's cock into her mouth. She closed her eyes as she felt the burning throb of it between her lips. She pressed it with her tongue, then licked it, purring with delight.

"Ohhhh, Mom!" Jay gasped, feeling the wet heat of his mother's mouth on his cock. "Oooooh, this feels so good!"

Shellie gurgled, sliding her lips down onto his prick, her eyes gleaming up at him. Her lips smashed at the base, feeling the sparse crinkle of hair there. The swollen head of her son's cock was pressing at the back of her throat. The taste of her son's cock excited her tremendously. Shellie had sucked cock before, but she felt more excited to have her son's cock inside her mouth than any other time, with any other man. Jay's cock was perfect inside her mouth. it didn't choke her by going too deep, and her mouth could hold it tightly and still use her tongue.

She flicked her tongue about his piss hole, tasting the seeping juices, her naked body trembling as her cunt pulsated. Her long clit was extended and hard, throbbing ever so sweetly, the cheeks of her naked ass clenching. She purred and mewled about her son's cock as she sucked back and forth on it, holding his hips.

Jay stood, his legs shaking, looking down at her, ignoring passing boats, not caring if anyone could see them or not. His mother was sucking on his cock and it felt so good, he didn't want her to stop, ever.