15 comments/ 243763 views/ 72 favorites Whip It Out By: Whip It Out I plead ignorance. "I don't know what your talking about!" She's turning her head looking at the end of the property line where we have a border of trees on one side. The other side is open to the road but we can hear and see a dust cloud a mile away. I know what she's doing. She's checking the visibility lines from the road. She looks back at me, shakes her head in disgust and says "all right, whip it out." I just smile at her, stand up and drop my shorts completely. Removing them and then sat back down on the table top facing mom, leaning back on my hands. She is laughing and shaking her head and says "you want some Tom Brown don't you." She swings her legs around facing me. Our legs are apart and she has to bend her knees and scoot forward to reach me. Our crotches are about a foot apart. We're just staring at each other neither of us touching my cock yet. "You could have moved your top yesterday I wouldn't have freaked out or anything" I say. "Oh really, that is so thoughtful of you. Is that a hint?" I shake my head and smirk a little. Mom looks again, down both ends of the road. She then starts slipping her arms out of her sleeves and begins to push the garment down. As the piece is solid white her tan really looks good and is very noticeable when her chest becomes exposed as she inches it down. She has control of the body suit holding it in both hands above her breasts. Looking at me and smiling, she starts pushing it down. She doesn't tease me, just one continual slow push until cleavage is visible which I don't have long to enjoy as her breasts spring free. If I had my hand on my cock just then, I would have cum. The situation is highly erotic. I'm outside in our back yard and my mom is exposing her breasts to me. This is fucking incredible. I'm fully aware I haven't described my mom yet. I'm 5'9" and she's almost as tall as me, probably about 5'5". She's dark complected, more from being on the farm than sunbathing. She can drive a tractor, throw 40 lbs bags of fertilizer or seed, yet still stays feminine. She's always rubbing lotion on her hands, face etc. She has long, almost black hair that she keeps in a ponytail most of the time. She gets it cut whenever it reaches too far down her back. She only curls it on special occasions. She's not fat, still has a curvy body and she is solid. Her face is cheerleader material. Which she was in High School. I've always noticed her ass in her jeans. Seeing her in this position leaned back on her palms, legs spread and bent at the knee with her breasts exposed, is a landmark moment in my life. Her breasts are hanging freely. Nipples pointing straight at me. Her areolas are wide and brown. Her nipples are hard and I can tell she is a little embarrassed by it as she keeps looking down at them. Smiling at me she says "well what are you waiting for?" "Oh, I thought you might do it" "You start" I grab my cock and slowly stroke it staying off the head and thick vein in the back knowing this thing will get you every time. There is no way I'm going to blow this moment. I am just taking her in as I jack my cock lightly, taking my hand away occasionally, not wanting to rush it. Mom swings her ponytail a little and hangs her head back taking in the sun, patiently waiting for me. I would love to have some of her spit but I'm not going to ask, I'll shoot super quick. Making conversation I ask mom, "did you ever do this when you were a kid?" "What?" "Play with yourself." "Sometimes, not often though. I do it now, more than I ever have." "You mean like now, now? Lately?" She raises her head to look at me and smiles that little smile and shakes her head yes. "When?" "Yesterday after you left." "No way!" I said stroking my cock. I'm about to cum thinking about that and take my hands completely off it and lean back to rest. "Do it" I blurted out. She looks at me for a long time without giving an inkling what she is thinking. Then Leans her head back again letting her face take in the sun. Figuring she was just going to ignore me I grabbed my cock and started stroking it again. Her breasts and chest were a vision. Sweat was beading on them and I saw one start streaming down the inside of a breast to her cleavage. Mom raises up from her palms and begins fumbling with her bodysuit at the crotch. I realize it has snaps. Never heard of that before. Ignoring me she leans back on her left elbow and runs her right hand down her suit. I can see her hand exit the suit over her pussy. Mom's suit quickly rides up her wrist from massaging her pussy completely exposing it. Her pussy is sparse of hair. It is there, but close cropped. I think of a military cut some of my friends have. Her lips are almost as dark as her body. "How come you played with yourself yesterday after I left?" interrupting mom. "Why do you think? It's exciting to me to play with you too ya know." "I saw you rubbing my stuff around does that feel good?" Mom raises up and spits in her hand quickly 3 or 4 times and grabs my cock. "You need to shut up" she says and starts jerking me. Our crotches were only about a foot apart but it seemed farther because my dick was pointing in the wrong direction. Mom pulls it out so it points straight up. This is more out of necessity because she can barely reach it. She start jacking me with one hand and grabs my knee with the other to stay up right. I knew it was going to be soon and so did she. The pressure of my cock being pulled out felt uncomfortable yet oddly kinky. It was unnatural and made my cock look bigger. Mom stops and leans over and drops a ton of spit on my cock and takes off again. My mothers' suit has completely rode up to her waist exposing her pussy which is gaping open due to the seating arrangement and it is clearly wet. This is my first experience with a pussy and it's moms'. I start shooting at that realization. The first shot went straight up and lands on her pelvis. It's a nice and thick load. The second shot lands partially on her side and some on my cock area. She continues pulling and stroking and two more loads shoot on her and me. I never wanted it to end as I stared at her tits trying to take everything in at once. Clear fluid continues leaking out of me and down my shaft. Mom leans back again on her left elbow and lets her right hand go to her pussy where she begins pulling on her clit and just rubbing the whole thing with the palm of her hand. I notice she deliberately scoops some of my cum with her fingers to her pussy. "Does that feel good?" I ask. "What?" "Rubbing my stuff in your pussy." Mom nods her head and keeps busy. "Did you do that yesterday?" "Yes! Now let me concentrate" as she lays down completely, with her knees still bent. I notice she sticks two fingers in her and begins giving short thrusts and rubbing her clit with the other hand. . Watching my mom play with her pussy in front of me and knowing she did it yesterday, rubbing my cum in her cunt is so fucking hot. My cock starts to spring to life and I reach down for it through the gooey mess. Ignoring it I start long strokes on it bringing it back to life. I have to say, I know why mom likes it. Mom starts bucking and moaning quietly and I realize she is cumming. Her legs come together and she rolls over on her side slightly with her hands still between her legs. She's almost in the fetal position. I thought she was hurt for a minute. Mom lays like that for a while, shuddering. She looks completely absorbed and it is obvious she wants to be left alone. I returned to jacking my cock with my own cum. It's starting to turn to froth and a little sticky. Looking up I see mom watching me. I keep stroking and lean down and spit a huge amount on it. Looking up mom rolls to her back again, spreads her legs wide getting comfortable. She just lays there not looking at me knowing I'm jacking off using her cum covered body as visual stimulation. Knowing when I cum again I'm going to shoot on her. This knowledge propels me to the next level. My hand is slopping on my cock and uncontrollable grunting comes from me. Mom looks up at me and then pulls her knees up to her chest . This completely exposes her gaping wet pussy to me. She did it to give me a little freedom to move closer to her. I raise up on my knees and her legs naturally go to my shoulders. I'm pumping for all I'm worth now and I start shooting through her legs. The first strand hits her cleavage and ends at her pubic hair. A small strand dribbles out and lands on her pussy. Her hand is there and gently massages it in. I sit back on my haunches and inspect my work. Our eyes meet and she shakes her head and smirks a little. I know what she's thinking. "I'm a little shit." She gets up and heads for the house pulling her top completely off walking naked the last few feet to the back door. I get a great view of her ass and back. I know some of you probably wanted me to kiss her, fuck her or touch her tits, but I am not going to make a bunch of shit up just for your perverse pleasure! CHAPTER 5 We were coming home from a baseball game one evening about a week later. We were by ourselves. Dad was busy on the farm and my sister wouldn't watch me play ball for a million dollars. Mom was driving. My uniform was still on and fairly dirty. Mom was wearing jean shorts and a tank top. We had just turned off onto the county road. We were about 5 miles from home. It's slow going due to the gravel roads. "Hey mom" I ask looking at her, "is this a good time?". I figure she is going to berate me a little or give me some shit like she normally does. Without even taking her eyes off the road she says "sure, whip it out." In 1982 mom had a Delta 88 Oldsmobile Royale. Loaded with a velour bench seat, 350 4 barrel. It would run. My pants come down and I scoot over to the middle of the seat. Mom reaches down with her right hand and grabs my cock without taking her eyes off the road. I place both arms on the bench and lean back. King of the Road is how I felt. We had plenty of time and I was enjoying this. I had been thinking lately about that time mom had to jam her mouth over my cock and how she swallowed so easily. "Hey mom" "What", she says just stroking me as we go down the road like its just a normal occurrence. "Remember when you swallowed my stuff that Sunday?" She looks over at me for the first time. "Yeah why?" "What's it taste like?" "Well, I didn't taste it. It shot straight down my throat." Looking over at me she smiles and says "I didn't even have to swallow it didn't feel like. Why do you ask?" "I was just wondering what it tasted like" "It tastes salty and slimy." "How do you know, you said you didn't taste it" "Not that time", she responds looking straight ahead and still jacking my cock. She takes that moment to load her palm with spit. I am getting to know her too well . She's trying to shut me up. Without any further prompting she says, "At the Barn. I tasted your cum at the barn that time." "Did you like it?" She shrugs her shoulders "yeah sure, I think it' probably more because it's so nasty or taboo, ya know." Her hand starts her now familiar pattern of twisting and squeezing trying to get me there. Thinking about mom eating my cum skyrockets my adrenaline and I start cumming in her hand. Due to the angle of her hand I just shot into it. Mom has let off the gas and we slow to a crawl and then stop as I finish cumming. She has maintained contact just gently loving my cock. I can tell her hand is covered with cum inside and out. Looking at her I ask, "Do you want it?" She leans her head back on the bench rest and just looks at me. A slightly sad, almost defeated look is on her face. An acceptance that the innocence was no longer there. Nodding her head yes, she raises her hand to her mouth and starts sucking her fingers slowly getting everything the first time. She realizes I'm watching her and she meets my gaze. This is so fucking unbelievable. She sucks each finger and cleans her palm never breaking eye contact. The back of her hand is covered and she turns it over moving it toward me,"Your turn" she says. There really wasn't an option as it was already at my face. Taking mom's wrist I licked a huge glob off the back of her hand and continued giving it a tongue bath. Touching my moms' hand and arm awakened me to the fact I hadn't touched her at all during these encounters, other than with my dick. Her skin was soft and brought back memories when I would cuddle with her in a chair or something. I thoroughly enjoyed feeling her. I looked up at her and she wasn't smiling anymore. What started out as a fun thing ended with us both knowing we were changing. I pulled my pants up and stayed in the center. I wasn't going to let her feel bad about this but didn't know quite what to say. "Mom, play with yourself, I'll watch you." She shakes her head no. "Come on" I said "don't be a party pooper" playfully punching her in the shoulder. "Come on do it" "No, we have to get home." Looking at me though, she smiles and accepts her fate saying "I"ll go in the bathroom and do it when we get home ok?" Sure enough when we got home she went to the bathroom while dad watched TV. I made a point of changing clothes with several trips by the bathroom door hoping to hear something. She came out about 10 minutes later. I was in my room with the door open, she peeked in and winked at me saying "you played good tonight." CHAPTER 6 It was a Saturday in early August and mom took my sister and me back to school shopping at JCPenney. Tracey was grabbing tons of clothes to try on. Mom and Tracey had a workable truce on shopping. Tracey picked them out and mom approved the price and if they fit ok. Mom and I were walking around the jeans area looking for me. She knew if she didn't keep me focused I wouldn't pick anything out. About that time we heard someone say "Hey Jamie", we turned around and there was Amber a girl from school. "Hey Amber, what's up." Amber has on a halter top on and jean shorts. Halter tops were pretty cool back then. Amber has a good set of tits. Full and they sit high, she's petite with brown hair. She's quite tan from the river. In this area everyone hangs out at the river during the summer. We talk for a bit and mom ruins it by asking Amber about school and is she ready. Amber answers and breaks off the conversation saying she'll see me later and heads off. Mom and I head to the dressing room where I try on jeans until I'm blue in the face and ready to go. Mom comes back to approve my final selections and is standing in the hallway with the curtain open and Mom's checking the waist and length on a pair. "That Ambers' a cutie" mom says. "Yeah I guess" "Do you like her?" "I don't know" "Well you would be stupid not to." Mom pulls me real close by the waist of the jeans and says in a low voice so nobody can hear us, "girls just want to be asked Jamie. They want what you want. Girls don't want to be thought of as loose or a slut, so most aren't pushy. All you have to do is get them in a private place, be nice and ask her to touch you.I promise she'll do it." As mom is telling me this she has her hand in my waist band where she's been checking the size and she's standing close whispering to me. I realize she dressed up a little to come to town. She has on nice jeans and a dressy blouse. Her hair is out of the pony tail and combed. Her proximity intoxicates me with her smell and touch. I just shake my head and back into the changing room and try on another pair. They are hard to snap over my hard on. I can tell they don't fit anyway and yell at mom I need another size. Waiting on her I reach into my underwear and stroke my cock a little, thinking about Amber and the powerful suggestion mom placed in my head. Having Amber jack me off would be a dream come true. Mom says "here," and I pull the curtain back enough to get them. Trying them on I yell, "They don't fit either." "That doesn't make since she says and yanks back the curtain and comes in to inspect." She grabs the front of the waist band to check the spacing and immediately her fingertips brush my cock. Looking at me she says "you little shit" and checks the hallway, then pushes me into the room and shuts the curtain. "Whip it out" she whispers. We're facing each other with no space at all in that little room. Mom grabs my cock as soon as it's free and starts stroking me. Looking me in the eyes less than 6 inches away and stroking my cock she says " you were thinking about Amber weren't you." "Yeah a little." She continues stroking me and I just take in her cleavage, and smell. My hips start the involuntary searching for satisfaction when she stops and pokes her head outside to check on traffic then comes back and whispers "stand up on the bench so your legs can't be seen." Naturally this places my cock in her face. She grabs it and starts jerking again. Her face is inches from it and this visual is a blast. Mom looks up at me and whispers "make sure you don't make any noise" and I nod. She pulls my cock down to her mouth and lets some saliva drip onto it. Her now familiar hands start their magic only not like normal. she's concerned about the noise level so she is moving a little slower to prevent the slopping. This is quite a different feeling. My senses are able to enjoy every touch of my mother's fingers as they move on my cock. She alternates finger squeezes that remind me of someone playing a piano. Mom again looks up at me and smiles. She's enjoying this as well and letting me know. She continues to watch me and not to be repetitive, but the visual of mom jacking my cock while it is pointing directly at her face, which is smiling at me is addicting. My hip thrusting is rapidly picking up. Mom and I are now competing to determine the outcome. I'm losing it. I'm thrusting through her hand and she's trying to slow down to minimize the noise. My thrusting breaks contact. She grabs it and shoves her mouth over it and starts blowing me. I had been hoping this would happen. Mom releases her hand from my cock and grabs each ass check and pulls me in. I wish I could say I lasted a while but it was probably 6 or 7 thrusts in her mouth and I started shooting. She never let off my cock. Pulling and pushing my cock into her mouth as I shot off. eventually I slowed down. I could feel her tongue swiping my cock. She pulled out to the tip and sucked on it until I pushed her off. The sensitivity got the best of me. She looked up at me and although she didn't make a big deal about it I saw her swallow. She patted me on the thigh and said "I think this pair will fit now." CHAPTER 7 A few days later I rode my bike home from my grandparent's house. They live nearby. I had spent the night and helped in their garden. I came in the back door because dad makes me park it in the back yard. Nobody's around so I make my way through the house. Now I know everyone can relate in some way to their parents having sex. Whether you caught them in the act or heard them. I have heard the bed squeak out of normal before and a couple of laughs. I have caught them kissing in the kitchen before but nothing inappropriate. I never heard anything. Making my way down the hall all the doors were open except mom's and it was shut but not all the way. I just quick checked it not really expecting anything. Whip It Out Mom is laying on her stomach across the end of the bed. Her head at the far end and turned away from me. Dad is on her back doing her. They're not really making any noise. Mom's just laying there very relaxed. I can't tell if dad's in her pussy or ass. I have a friend at school who bragged he fucked his girlfriend in the ass and she screamed and cried the whole time. He said he didn't like it cause she wouldn't shut up. Mom's not moving at all so I'm thinking he's in her pussy. I watch for a while and see dad drive a few hard ones and stop. I can tell he's cumming. I back out and head to the front door, opening and shutting it hard like I just got home. Plopping on the couch I turn the TV on. Dad comes down the hallway within seconds and tells me to make a fuel run in the afternoon and then takes off. I decide to go check in with mom and walk down to her room. She's laying on her side on the end of the bed facing me reading a magazine, with a large pillow in front of her. She still has her shirt on. "Hey what's up" I say, sitting in the chair at the end of the bed. "Oh, taking a break." She responds flipping through the magazine. I stand there a little while and she asks about the garden making small talk without looking up. The sight of my parents fucking is flashing in my head. Our relationship has gotten much more comfortable and I decide to test the waters; Standing in front of her I start unbuckling my belt and ask "hey mom is this a good time?" Looking up she sees what I'm doing and shrugs her shoulders, "Go ahead" and continues reading her magazine. I'm not getting a positive vibe out of this situation but I take off my shoes and pants anyway. Standing in front of her I take a little step forward. She looks up and says "no, sit over there" pointing at the chair. Sitting down I'm directly in front of mom, but she's reading her magazine or pretending to. "Is everything ok?" I ask. Looking up she gives me a reassuring smile and says "sure, I just want to watch today if that's ok." I nod and start jacking as she watches me. She glances at her book once in a while but continues to be drawn to my action. I have gotten pretty comfortable with my legs over the arms and scooted down to the end. I am using my off hand in a reverse jerk. Mom eventually gives up and sets the magazine aside and lays her head on her arms just watching me. "That's different" she says. "Yeah, that's how you did me in the car the other day. It feels totally cool, like someone else is doing it when I do it this way." I continue stroking some good ones just for her. I'm pretty thick headed. It takes a while but I realize mom couldn't get to the bathroom when I came in because I may have seen her in the hallway and her pussy is full of dad's cum and she doesn't want me to know it. We just stare at each other while I jack my cock for her. Yeah, it enters my consciousness that I am trying to please her. I'm wanting her to enjoy my show. I'm exaggerating my strokes a little adding some twists. My legs are still spread on the arms of the chair and this accentuates my nakedness. I'm sure she can see my asshole. Leaning over I spit several loads on my cock and resume. "You like that spit don't ya" mom says. Looking up I shake my head. I add my other hand and start running it over my balls and completely get into it. Mom and I continue our eye contact as my intensity increases. I guess mom couldn't take it anymore and I watch her take her hand and move it under the pillow to her crotch. Still laying on her side with the pillow in front, I am disappointed I can't see anything. We continue watching each other, gaining pleasure from the other's actions. Mom appears relaxed and is secretly enjoying fingering dad's cum, which is starting to excite me. I can see the pillow moving from her hip movements. Mom closes her eyes and her mouth falls open. Little sighs start coming from her as she increases her tempo. I guess mom was still excited from dad fucking her because she starts cumming before I do and her pussy was squelching from the cum she was fingering. Her face flushes from the orgasm and she shudders quietly. I watched her come down as I stroked toward my end. Her eyes open and make contact as I start coming, shooting up my chest. I continue my two hand assault massaging my cock and balls while I shoot, filling my chest. We just lay there looking at each other enjoying the moment. "You're getting pretty good at that" mom says smiling. "It's fun with you" "I want you to go after that Amber. I could tell she liked you, just be nice." mom offers. "OK, I'll give it a shot when school starts" I stand up and look at mom relaxing and walk out. As I hit the hall I turn and mom has slipped her hand out of her crotch and is sucking on her finger. She could have had mine and didn't ask. This kind of pisses me off a little. I realize my letter is redundant involving jacking off or a hand job. My mom is strong willed and in charge. I never got the vibe she wanted to have sex and frankly it never crossed my mind. She was performing as my real life penthouse magazine that summer. My cock was getting satisfied beyond my wildest imagination. There are two more encounters I will share from that summer. CHAPTER 8 A couple of days later harvest season had begun and I was driving a disc through the harvested fields, discing under the corn stalks. Mom brought me lunch. This field was out on the highway. To us the highway is a paved two lane road. It is fairly busy. I parked at the field entrance parallel with the road under a large tree. We had a quick lunch under the tree and cooled down. Mom's wearing a sleeveless snap button up the front. It's an old western shirt of dad's she's confiscated for field work. She has jean shorts on. Frankly I'm horny and tired of hiding it all the time. My confidence level and aggressiveness is peaking due to the encounters I've experienced this summer. Mom walks me around the tractor to the far side where the door is to say good bye. As we round the large rear tire I stop and turn looking at her and gently push her against it. Looking directly at her I say "I need some help mom." She just nods. We both know I'm not asking today but demanding. She looks both ways down the highway and drops to the ground sitting on her ass with her legs bent against the rear wheel. This is risky. Cars are passing on a regular basis. Most wouldn't look here and probably couldn't see much. Maybe it would look like I was taking a leak. She grabs my belt and gets to it grabbing my cock expertly sliding both hands over it very lightly feathering it as fast as she can. It's sticky so she can't jack it. The feathering feels really good. She's starts lightly stroking it rapidly with her palms on each side in a jacking motion. My hands are on the tire holding myself up looking down at the top of her head while she fondles me. I finally want more and lean back. Reaching down I grab moms' shirt and she looks at me while I pull it open unsnapping it all the way down. I haven't seen her breasts in a while and the thrill is still there. She isn't wearing a bra under the oversize shirt and they are on easy display. She's jacking my cock which is over her head. No way it will go in her mouth and I am impatient today. I'm fucking her hand for all I'm worth taking in her breasts. She's looking up at me in a hurried or desperate expression. I can tell she's just as excited and out of control. The visual layout is great but not practical. Her head is tilted up out of necessity, jacking my cock directly over her face. The angle is not cooperating to allow entrance to her mouth. I don't know if mom did it for my benefit or out of her own lust but she wrapped her right hand on me in that familiar way and reached down with her left hand grabbing her breast pulling it up and massaging it. She tweaked the nipple squeezing it long and hard. This pulled my trigger and I started shooting. My first thick and powerful strand landed on her face and she tilted her head further back. I realize she's not wanting it in her hair. That first one hit her on the forehead and left eye and down her left cheek. She has her mouth open and catches a little of the second shot but the angle makes it a guessing game. I shoot three more loads that aren't as strong and they land on her upper chest and tits. I back up and look down at her as I catch my breath. I can tell she is not satisfied and wants to come but she cant drop her jeans here as the longer we stay the riskier. Cum is running down her face as she looks up at me breathing hard. My cock deflates slightly and she grabs it pulling it aggressively to her mouth sucking on the tip. "What a mess, I wasn't expecting this." Mom says. "Sorry" Looking up at me with her beautiful face wearing my pride she says "yeah, well you better help me clean it up." I squat down and look at the predicament. Taking my finger I push it down to collect some cum. I wasn't trying to give it to her just making a pool to wipe off as neatly as possible. After cleaning the run off her eye and forehead, it was collecting on her cheek. Using my finger I was getting ready to swipe it off quickly, when she opened her mouth and just sucked in my finger looking at me. Her eyes were glazed. She was still horny. She sucked my finger clean and I proceeded to clean her face, offering her my finger until it was gone. Mom looked down at her chest and used her own fingers to collect the cum off her tits and suck them clean. She didn't offer me any today. CHAPTER 9 About a week later harvest season is in full swing and we are working long days. We are in the fields by our house and it has become busy. We feed the workers, unload the trucks into the bins and whatever else is needed doing. My grandparents always help out during this time as it's exciting. My grandpa drives an easy piece of equipment just to stay involved. Grandma always works in the kitchen. She is the typical grandmother very nice, quiet, never has a harsh word. She is my father's mother. Mom and grandma have always gotten along great. Today mom and I have been unloading the trucks in to the bins while the drivers catch a break or eat lunch. We've been at it nonstop. We just finished the last truck after lunch and the trucks were heading to the far end. It would be a couple of hours before another load was ready. Mom and I went inside to clean up and grandma was washing dishes. Mom came out of her bedroom and walked by me and dropped a note in front of me. "Meet me at the Barn" it said. Weird! Why didn't she just say it? I watched her heading out wondering what the heck was going on when a possibility entered my mind. "Hey grandma I'm heading out" I yell. Mom has a good head start on me. When I enter the barn I don't see her and start looking in the stalls as I make my way through it. In the 4th stall which is the cleanest as we only keep hand tools in it is mom. She is squatted down against the far wall leaned against the wooden rail. Her pants are down around her ankles and she isn't hiding what she is doing. We just stare at each other. I'm shocked. She is definitely out of control. She is not acting her usual self. Her hand is savaging her pussy. She's trying to beat it into submission. She runs her other hand up her shirt and is mauling her tits. We're about 10 feet apart and I can't wrap my mind around this. About that time she pulls her hand out of her shirt and waves me over without looking. I walk towards her and when I get within reach she grabs my belt and attacks it. She drops to her knees as she searches for my cock. Engulfing it as it gets free. She's getting what she wants. Once she has my cock under control in her mouth, one hand goes to my ass for direction and she gets the other one busy on her pussy which is sloppy wet by the sound and I can smell her. She's been working today adding to the stench. She's fucking her hand hunching up and down on her heels which is causing head movement on my cock. Added to that is the push pull of her hand on my ass. She has a good rhythm going for both of us. My cock is fucking her mouth hands free. We are in perfect union. We aren't attempting to be quiet. I'm grunting and moving, hips thrusting the way nature intends. My cock is looking for satisfaction. Mom is grunting and slurping on it as it hits her mouth hard with no hesitation or care and she's accepting it. I can tell mom's cumming suddenly when she starts short hopping on her hand and her sounds change to short gasps wanting to scream but can't around my cock. I start my last thrust and am shooting freely in her mouth. I think the orgasm was the most powerful of my life. I remember getting light headed and stumbled a little. Mom is just resting against me now with my cock in her hand. As we finally come back to earth something draws our attention and we both look to the entrance where my grandmother is standing. She's just looks through us for several seconds. Then drops a piece of paper on the ground, turns and runs. Actually more of a sad shuffle back to the house. I had left the note on the table and she must have found it thinking it was for her. The next 30 minutes weren't pleasant in the barn as mom wailed. I can't describe it other than something akin to a funeral. I finally got mom put together and we headed to the house. Neither of us needed or wanted to speak. No words were necessary. We went in the rear door and did not find anyone. Mom went to the bathroom. Looking out the front window I saw grandma sitting in the cab of their truck. I heard mom come out and go in her bedroom and close the door. A short while later grandpa came and they left. It was a usual time for them to leave. I didn't see mom that night or the next morning. Dad told me she was sick and going to stay in bed. He asked me to head over to grandpas' and get a load of fuel. That was the longest drive I ever took. Usually I would get the pump going and go in and visit, maybe get a soda or something. Today I just sat on the tailgate waiting to fill up. Hearing steps behind me my heart is beating out of my chest. I knew I had to turn around. Glancing I see grandma and turn saying "Hi grandma" She doesn't say anything and continues walking up to me until she is standing directly next to me. "Tell your mom I will never whisper a word of what I saw yesterday" I can tell her world has ended as her eyes are red and she has been sniffling, a Kleenex is in her hand. I just nod and she pats me on the back and turns to walk away, with her back to me she says; "Jamie, tell your mom she looked good at it." I just look at her back wondering what that meant as she walked away. I didn't see mom until the next day. I couldn't find an opportunity to talk with her alone for another couple of days. When we finally had to ride to the field together, she stopped and looked at me as I told her what grandma said. She just nodded and when I told her what grandma said about her being good at it she broke down crying again. I really didn't understand this. I thought about grandmas' statement many times over the years. I guess experience and wisdom caused it to sink in one day as I sat with this powerful memory running through me. Grandma was calling my mom a slut in the only way she knew how. Mom understood this immediately the day I told her. I know we hurt grandma but I wish I could tell her my mom's not a slut! If you read my first letter you have probably figured out I married Amber. Mom and I were estranged for almost two years. Although I lived at home I was rarely there. The pain was unbearable. A lot of experience was gained during those two years. I may share some more of my life experiences, or maybe try my hand at some fiction. The End.