He knelt before me, dick in hand, and rubbed his cockhead against my moist labia, lubricating himself with my juices. I thought he was about to enter me, but then he started rubbing the head of his cock on my clitoris. Side-to-side, while staring into my eyes and rubbing my nipples with his free hand.
“Oooh baby, that feels so good.” My baby boy’s smooth head stimulating my most sensitive area while the hot sun beat down on my naked body, tanning me in places that had I never been tan. He leant down to suck my nipples while he kept rubbing my clit with his dick. Circling his tongue around one nipple, then the other, sucking and moaning contentedly while I ran my fingers through his hair. Steadily increasing the pace, he rubbed his cock faster and faster against my clit, and I welcomed the familiar feeling of pressure building in my crotch. Within moments, the pressure became too much, and I gasped and moaned while I rode my orgasm like a wave. My back arched and my eyes rolled back while my stomach spasmed and my toes curled, and I clenched my fists, grabbing a fistful of dirt in one hand and a fistful of Joel’s hair in the other while he sucked at my breasts.
I hadn’t even finished cumming when Joel thrust his cock into my eager, wet opening. Because I was still convulsing from my orgasm, I was tighter than he’d ever felt me before, and he moaned loudly as he slid his thick dick into my vagina.
“You’re so tight, Mum!” he cried as he started moving his hips back and forth, fucking me and prolonging my orgasm. Where previously he’d stared into my eyes as we had sex, this time he was focused on looking down at his cock as he fucked his mother in the hot, dry air.
“You feel so fucking big, my baby,” I informed him. I started thrusting my hips in time with his, crazy with desire as we fucked in the broad daylight, outside and completely exposed to the world. Goddamn, what a spiritual experience – making love in the grass while birds sang and flies buzzed around us, and wind occasionally rustled through the sparse trees surrounding the road. Joel now lifted his head and slid his tongue into my open mouth. I closed my lips around his tongue and sucked, inhaling deeply through my nose and enjoying the earthy musk of my son’s natural scent. I reached down with both hands and grabbed his tight, hard-working butt cheeks, digging my fingernails in slightly while feeling and guiding his thrusts down into myself.
A car drove past us, beeping its horn as the driver slowed down to check out the show we’d forgotten we were putting on for anybody who happened by. I chuckled, but Joel looked irritated. “Don’t worry about them, my darling, they just like what they see. Now ignore them and just keep on fucking your mother, baby.” His tongue went straight back into my mouth and he thrust harder and faster now, clearly motivated by my very incestuous dirty talk. I spanked his cheeks as a way of telling him to fuck me harder still. I clenched my pelvic wall muscles, tightening myself around his cock so I could feel every ridge and vein in my son’s impressive manhood. Thrusting as hard as he possibly could, he groaned constantly, squeezing my breasts just as he’d done our first night together.
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