Chapter 8

Shellie put on flesh-colored panties and bra and strolled out of the cabin.

"You're shameless, Mom," Jay said from inside the cabin at the wheel.

"No, honey, must wanton," she replied. She lounged back on a deck chair, one knee bent, the other over the side, her pantied crotch on display to those they passed. "Besides, my panties look like a bikini."

"Hardly, Mom," he said. "I can see the shape and color of your pussy hair. I couldn't see that if you wore a bikini."

She flicked him the finger, grinning lewdly as they passed two men in an outboard. One of the men waved, and Shellie swung her knee wide. She greeted the laughter of the men with a wave.

"Mom, you keep that up and someone is going to board us and then you're gonna get fucked for sure," Jay warned.

"I wouldn't mind," she said. "I think that would be fun, getting fucked by some man I don't know. Wouldn't you love to watch me take a big hard cock in my cunt, baby? Wouldn't it turn you on to see mother getting fucked by some man we don't know? I might even give him a nice blow job, I don't know."

"You would," Jay said. "You'd suck his cock in a fucking minute, and you know it."

"Probably," Shellie answered. "But you don't have to worry, darling. I won't put out for anyone... unless you agree to i." She stroked up and down her cunt slowly, enjoying the hot sun on her almost naked body. "You're my man, remember? You have enough cock for me, and I promise I won't fuck anyone unless you agree."

She dropped in front of him, shoving her legs between his feet. She opened his shorts and pulled them down his legs. Jay stepped out of his shorts and Shellie fondled his cock and balls, leaning her face into them to kiss and lick a bit. She sat on the deck between her son's feet, her face level with his cock and balls. She swirled her tongue about them, taking the head of his prick into her mouth to suck a moment or so. Then she drew back, holding his cock at the base.

"Piss on me," she whispered throatily.

"Like this, Mom?"

"Oh, yes, honey, like this! You can piss on my tits this way, and in my face."

"Okay," Jay agreed. "I will."

"Ooooh, baby!" she moaned, aiming his cock at her tits. She reached one hand behind her back and unhooked her bra, letting it fall from her shapely tits. Her nipples jutted up stiffly, waiting for him. "I'll hold your cock and aim it where I want your piss, okay?"

"Whatever you want, Mom," he said.

As he steered the houseboat down the river, he began to piss. Shellie gurgled with desire as she aimed the strong stream of his hot piss over her naked tits. It stung her sensitive nipples deliciously, and she washed her body with the hot piss as it gushed over her. Her tits shone with golden piss, her stomach drenched in it. Her panties became wet as her son's hot piss rained down on her.

She held her breath with excitement as she gazed at his piss hole, watching the golden piss gush. She lifted his cock a little, felt it on her neck, then higher yet. Jay gasped with excitement as he looked down to see his piss spurting across his mother's closed lips, running down her chin and tits.

"Oooh," Shellie whimpered, making him piss across her chin. "So hot, darling! Your piss is so hot on me!"

She parted her lips, running her tongue across them, tasting her son's piss. Then, with a moan, she opened her mouth wide and lifted his cock. She took the hot stream directly into her mouth, tasting it. Her eyes clouded with perverse hunger as her mouth filled, the piss running from the corners. She pushed her open mouth toward her son's cock, holding it a few inches away from the his piss hole.

Shellie's eyes rolled back, her son pissing into her mouth. She began to drink, swallowing the hot piss. As she took his piss into her mouth, she writhed her pantied ass on the deck, her cunt puffing up and tingling. With her lips tight around the head of his cock, her throat swallowing, her cunt contracted into a throbbing orgasm. With a gurgle of ecstasy, she aimed his cock so he was pissing on her tits. Her face became soaked in his piss, her tits shining with it. She mewled as her orgasm began to fade, and her eyes cleared.

She licked her lips, tasting his piss, and giggled.

"You made me come, darling," she said.

"I didn't touch you, Mom," he replied.

"Maybe you didn't," she said, getting to her feet, piss running down her body, dripping from her chin. "But feeling you piss in my face sure made me come. Mmmm, you have sweet piss, darling. You'll have to piss in Mother's mouth more often."

While she used the small shower, Jay found a secluded cove and nudge the houseboat into it. He secured the lines to a tree, and then returned to the cabin. His mother was drying her slender body, and she looked at him.

"Did you go out and tie us naked," Shellie asked.

"Oh, shit!" Jay gasped. "I forgot I was naked."

Shellie giggled. "I can understand that, since we're more often naked than anything else. I doubt if you were seen, so don't worry."

Shellie watched his young body, her eyes fixed upon his young, tight ass. She smiled with pleasure as he dived into the river, his cock and balls flashing for her. She watched him swim back and forth in the clear water. She had never felt so good in her life as she did now.

This long, slow river cruise was giving her more and more insight into herself, as well as her son. She discovered that her fantasies were even better in reality, and she was doing things she had dreamed of for many years. In only a few short days, she had taken her son's cock not only in her cunt, but up her ass, in her mouth, and been pissed on by him. Just in these few short days, she was experiencing more erotic enjoyment than she had in her entire life.

Jay came back to the houseboat, supporting himself on the deck with his elbows, looking at her. Shellie sat facing him, and slumped forward to the deck chair, opening her legs for his delight.