Life on the Farm

She knew he was home to fill the water tank on the truck for his father and the field hands working in the sweltering heat. Her stomach churned as she watched him take the black water hose and thrust it into the spout on the water tank. She could see the muscles in his back ripple as the water spewed from the hose into the galvanized tub.

She dried her hands on the well-worn dish towel and walked out the kitchen door. She was not sure what she was going to say. However, she knew something needed to be said. It had been nearly a week since that day in the barn. They avoided each other the entire time. Their conversations were reduced to monosyllabic words.

She stood at the open tailgate, looking up at Jake. "Son, we need to talk."

Jake jumped. He did not hear her walk up. He was lost in reverie, replaying that magical afternoon. When he turned, he saw the top button of her dress was undone. He could see rills of perspiration sliding through the valley created by her breasts. The dress, slightly moist from perspiration, clung to her body. It emphasized the fullness of her breasts, the swell of her hips, and the wide vee where those thighs met. His tongue snaked out over his suddenly dry lips.

"Yes ma'am?" He sat down on the tailgate. He studied his hands, twisting, and turning them as though he had newly discovered them, He could not meet his mother's gaze.

Allie placed a hand on her son's thigh. She felt the hard muscles of his leg. Unbidden, an image of him above her, those muscular thighs driving his substantial cock deep in her filled her mind. She recalled the power and vitality of his thrusts into her, the incredible full almost painful feeling. She remembered the sadness she felt when his precious seed ran from her birth canal and down her thighs.

Whatever she was going to say, the words would not come. Like a guppy, her mouth opened and closed. Her hand flexed and released on his thigh. She was dimly aware of Jake taking her hand and helping her onto the tailgate.

There was no shame when her dress rode up her thigh as she lifted her foot and let her son help her into the truck bed. Now she stood over him. Nervously, she brushed her dress back into place.

"Son, look...we...we did something we probably shouldn't have. But I don't regret it! I...uh...just wanted to say that!"

A small breeze came up. The kind you get on sultry summer days. It didn't cool anything. It just stirred the air, briefly making it more tolerable. It also blew the hem of Allie's dress, raising it high.

Jake looked up and saw his mother's large thighs. He leaned forward and wrapped his arms around them and lay his head against her Mons.

"Mom, I love you! You have always been the special woman in my life. What happen over there, in the barn, just made me love you more!"

She knelt straddling his legs and pulled his head to her bosom. There was no hesitancy as she knelt over his legs. They embraced and kissed. It felt natural to have his tongue duel with hers inside her mouth.

It was she who reached down and unbuttoned his fly. It was she who took his turgid member in her work roughed hands and stroked it. It was she who slid down his legs and took him in her mouth. She smiled as she heard him hiss. He sounded like his father.

She did not protest when he pulled her dress up as she sucked his cock and he squeezed her behind. She felt the roughness of his finger as it slid between the quivering cheeks of her ass, over her starfish and entered her love canal. She sucked harder as he fingered her, his index finger plumbing her depths, his thumb rubbing her clit.

She wanted to taste him. To have his essence fill her mouth like his father's did. However, her husband never strummed her pussy like her son did. Jake knew how and where to touch her.

"Oh fuck! Fuck baby! I'm cumming."

Allie felt an overpowering urge to pee. She fought it, not wanting to stop until Jake came in her mouth. She came explosively, squirting a thick clear stream of ejaculate on to the bed of the truck. She felt as though she were being turned inside out. She felt her son swell. His hips thrust against her mouth as he pumped it full. His sperm squirted out of the sides of her mouth, ran down her cheeks and onto her neck.

"I...Wha... Allie was confused. She lay in her son's lap, the last drips of his semen smearing her cheek.

Jake was breathless. The violence of his orgasm was unlike any he ever felt. He was weak and disoriented.

"You squirted, momma."

"I don't understand!"

"Sometimes, when a woman is really excited, she cums almost like a man. She squirts a liquid from her from there!"

Allie's head lay in her son's lap. His semi rigid cock lay on her cheek. She could feel the moist heat of his seed dripping on her cheek. It was odd to be in this position while her 18 year old son explained her orgasm to her. A part of her wondered how he was so worldly. Another part of her wondered what else he knew that she did not.

She took his cock in her hand. She pulled it down to her mouth and licked the head. The afterglow of sex was new to her. She and Allen fucked, cleaned up and went to sleep. They never did it during the day. Daylight was for chores.

She glanced up at her son. He leaned against the water tank, his eyes partially closed. His fingers idly stroked her swollen pussy. Her husband never did that.

She sat up in the truck. She threw her leg over her son. She felt his cock as it slid between the cheeks of her ass. Over the cab of the ruck she could see Allen in the distance working with the field hands.

Allie reached between them, She took her son's now rigid cock in her hand and positioned it at her entrance. They both took a long sibilant breath as she slid down Jake's pole, taking him deep inside her.

Allison wrapped her arms around his neck. She used her powerful thighs to pump up and down on his tool. The feeling of her son's cock in her was exquisite. She threw her head back, staring up at the cloudless blue sky, squinting against the brightness of the sun.

Their growls of passion drowned out the growl of the distant tractor. Their heat matched the heat of the summer sun. The aroma of their juices was carried by the breeze that blew over them. When they came, the came together. Their mouths covered each other's mouths.

Jake painfully squeezed her ass as shared his sperm with her. Her arms were entwined under his arms, the palm of her hands on his shoulders. They stayed like that, the thrustings slowing. The passion of the kissing replaced by gently touching.

"You'd better get this water back out to the fields," she said quietly.

"Yes, ma'am."

Allie rose to her knees. She closed her eyes as the sensation of Jake's cock sliding from her love canal sent thrills through her body. She turned and sat on the tailgate. She jumped to the ground and straightened her dress.

"Tell your father dinner will be ready in about an hour."

She decided not to wash her pussy. She wanted to feel Jake's seed in her as long as she could.

In the 12 years since, Jake was the teacher, sharing with his mother all the things he learned first with high school and later college classmates. Once he was married, his wife June brought her talents to the marriage. She was a very oral person, teaching her husband about the mysteries and joys of oral sex. Like the dutiful son he was, he taught his mother all his wife taught him.

Jake unbuckled his pants and let them drop to his ankles. The front of his boxers was wet with precum. His cock stood out rigidly through the opening. He placed his hand in his mother's back and pushed her down on the sink.

"You weren't worried about being seen my last visit."

Her love hole dripped with her need as her son continued playing with her breast while running the head of his cock up and down between the cheeks of her ass, smearing his precum over her starfish and pussy.

"Boy, you're terrible! You got your old mother doing things she never even thought of."

Allie hissed as her son's cock slipped easily into her hole. Years of lovemaking taught him this was the way she liked to start. Enter her slowly and let her feel his cock gradually filling her. Then wait, let her sheath pulse, and caress his cock.

Allie loved this moment. Her son's cock was in her. She flexed her Kegel muscles, caressing it. She loved him thrusting in her, but she loved even more the feel of his cock filling her.

"If that old white drummer who caught us out behind the store in town knew we was mother and son, he could have called the police," She hissed as she felt her son's cock stretching her pussy, making it flow with her arousal.

She tried to imagine what she looked like fucking her son behind the feed store while sucking the White guy's cock. Like most of the things she did with Jake, it was a new experience. Together they experimented.

Jake leaned forward. He wrapped one arm around her waist. With the other he stroked her tit from base to nipple. "Jesus! Mom I've missed your pussy. I wake up at night thinking about fucking you. As for that old traveling salesman, after getting one of your patented blowjobs, he wouldn't tell no body nothing." Jake began slowly stroking in and out of his mother's pussy. He was constantly amazed at how wet her 51-year-old pussy got.

Together they found they shared a penchant for high risk sex. Their exhibitionism led them to have sex in the church basement while the choir sang one Sunday. They fucked in the Men's room of the Greyhound bus station in Capital City when Allie came up to help his wife with their first child. Finding places for high risk sex was one of the games mother and son played.

"Fuck me faster, baby. I want to feel that magnificent cock sliding in my hole."

The wet squelching of their lovemaking filled the kitchen. With a rhythm born of 12 years of fucking. they moved together like the practiced lovers they were.

"Say you like my dick, momma. Tell me how much you love us fucking."

"Baby you know I love your dick! I love everything you do to me. Ever since that first time in the barn when you were 18, my pussy has been yours. I'm just sorry I can't have another baby for you. "

Jake stood and gripped his mother's hips. As he drove hard and deep into her spasming love hole, he pulled her hips back, slamming her meaty ass into his crotch. The slap of flesh on flesh resounded through the kitchen. Through the window over the sink, they could see Allen working with his helpers in the fields.

Jake gritted his teeth as the intensity of their lovemaking increased. He could feel Allie's pussy contract hard. He struggled to stay in her as her pussy contracted, trying to push him out.

"FUCK! FUCK SON! You make your momma cum."

Jake smiled and pulled completely out of his mother's pussy.

"Wha...What're you doing, boy?" The kitchen was a blurry as she tried to focus. Her body quaked with her need.

He grasped her shoulders and turned her around. He pushed the dress, wrinkled, and wet with perspiration off her shoulders. It fell to the floor in a heap.

"On your back on the kitchen table, momma."

"What the hell done got in you," Allison laughed as she turned and lay on her back on the table. Her head was by the chair where her husband sat not five minutes ago. She watched her son step between her legs, pick her legs up and lay them on his shoulders. He grasped the shaft of his tool and stepped forward.

"Here," she said, reaching for his cock, "Let me put it in."

Jake stepped forward. He and his mother watched as she guided his cock into her creaming hole. "I think this is the position we used when we made our son 8 years ago."

"Boy, you cain't tell that. Besides back then we was going at every day, sometimes two and three times a day. Ain't no telling what position we used when we made little Caleb."

Allison raised up on her elbows so she could watch her son's cock slide in and out of her pussy. She and Jake fucked many ways in many positions. However, she liked this one best. She loved seeing her pussy lips wrapped around his cock. She loved watching them flare out when he pulled back and pull in when he thrust into her.

They were long time lovers, very comfortable with each other. Their eyes moved from the eroticism of their illicit lovemaking to the intensity of the looks on their faces. They were good with each other and they knew it.

"Cum in me, baby! Please! I need to feel you filling me up."

Jake looked at his mother and smiled mischievously. "You're rushing me because you got housework to do."

"Am not," Allie laughed as she pumped up to meet her son's thrust into her cunt. "But you can't keep me naked in my kitchen, on my kitchen table in broad open daylight for too long. Somebody might come by. What would they say?"

Jake felt his mother's pussy milking his cock. She had developed excellent control of her vaginal muscles. Despite himself he knew she was making him cum.

"Shit, momma! You make me cum."

Allison looked into her son's grimacing face as he fought not to cum. As she felt the first hot spurts splash in her, she gave herself up to a long soul shaking orgasm. Mother and son howled obscenities at each other as they came.

Jake fell forward on his mother. They both were sweating profusely. Allie tightened her legs around him and stroked his back.

"Caleb out of school next week?"

"Yes momma. I will bring him home for the summer next time."

He levered himself up and stepped back. They watched his cock slide of her swollen cunt lips followed by a stream of their juices. Allie reached up and pushed her son in the belly. "Get me a towel before I make a mess on the kitchen floor."

Smiling, Jake started to squat between his mother's thighs. "I know a better way to clean you up."

She halfheartedly tried to push him away. She did have chores to do. However, she was addicted to oral sex. She craved the intimacy of her son's mouth on her hole.

He was 19 and she was 37 the first time he or anyone else licked her pussy. She recalled her fear at first. It seemed unclean.

Allie and Jake were naked by the pond just off the dirt road leading to town. A large oak tree shielded them from the blistering summer sun. Allie was on her hands and knees, her large tits swinging as her son fucked her doggie style.

This position was a first for her. She loved the depth of her son's penetration. She mewled as Jake's cock penetrated her to depths she never experienced.

A girl Jake was seeing liked doggie so much it was almost all they did. Jake could not wait to share that and one other thing with his mother.

"Oh Jesus, baby! Your momma is cumming again! OH FUCK! FUCK!!" Her vision blurred. The intensity of her orgasm was such that sometimes she briefly passed out. This time was no different. She collapsed to her belly, her body quivering as though she were having a seizure.

Jake followed her down, balancing himself on his arms and toes. As though he were doing push ups, he continued ravaging his semiconscious mother's cunt. Beneath him she mumbled incoherently.

"Oh my god, momma! I just can't get enough of you!"

He felt that telltale tingle deep in his balls. He began the short hard strokes that presaged his orgasm. His mother's bubble butt bounced and recoiled each time he slammed into her spasming pussy.

Allie slowly came out of her sex induced stupor. She tried to raise to all fours so she could thrust back against her son's violent thrusting. She could not. She was too weak and his nut was too close. She felt him swell in her. Then she felt the familiar welcome torrent of sperm filling her. The pond blurred again. She heard her son's orgasmic howls as pounded her like a trip hammer.

Jake collapsed on top of Allie. Sweat ran off their naked bodies further wetting the grass beneath them. His breathing was harsh and gasping. He lay atop her for several moments catching his breath. Then he rolled off Allie on to his back.

"What do you think, momma?"

Allie turned on her side facing her son and rose to one elbow. She took his semi rigid cock in her hand. She idly stroked it as she watched the fish leaping in the water. They were lovers for nearly a year. Almost impossibly, It seemed to get better each time.

"I like it, son. You get much deeper that way. The only thing is I can't see your face. I like to look into your eyes when we're going at it. I love the way you look, especially that almost surprised look you get just before you cum."

"You should see your face," Jake laughed. "It gets all screwed up and your mouth gapes open. Kind of like that Joker feller in the comics."

Allie sat up. Her bare breasts drooped to the side. She slapped Jake playfully in the chest. "Are you telling me I look like a clown?"

He brought his hands up defensively. "No ma'am! Just you look so...so...! There was a word I learned in one of the stories we read in school last Fall. It's 'wanton'. It means a very sexual woman."

Jake sat up. He and his mother kissed. He pushed her down on her back.

"Baby, we ain't got time! I got to clean them fish we caught so your father can have them for supper."

Jake kissed each of his mother's nipples. He slid down and kissed her belly. He tongued her navel drawing a squeal of delight from her. When he slid down to her pussy, she grabbed his head, holding it tight.

"No, Jake! I'm all sweaty and full of your jizz."

"Just relax momma! I want to show you something."

"No Jake! I heard about this. It ain't natural and it ain't clean!"

"Trust me, momma! If you don't like it, we'll never do it again!"

Allie tightly gripped her son's head, preventing him from going any further. She was conflicted. Over the past year she did things with her son, she never thought about before. Their clandestine love affair wakened a sexuality she never knew was in her.

"Jake, I'm scared!"

Jake raised up on his arms, his head just above his mother's belly.

"Trust me, momma!"

Allie watched as her son's head disappeared between her thighs. His warm breath on her sensitive pussy caused her to shiver. She jumped when his lips gently touched her pussy lips. It felt odd to have a mouth on her sex.

She was going to push him away when his tongue pushed between her cunt lips. Sensations shot through her body. Her hips shot up, pressing her pussy into her son's face.

As his tongue slid up and down her vaginal lips, her breath came in short gasps. His licking turned into a tongue lashing of her molten hole. When he took her clit in his mouth and stuck his finger in her hole, she let out a scream that caused the birds to take to the air.

When she finally came down from the most intense orgasm of her life, Jake was leaning on one elbow looking down at her. She realized that she must have passed out. Again!

"Do it again, son," she breathed hoarsely.

Now she dreamed of him licking her. It was shortly after that they 69ed for the first time. She lost herself in the feel of his hard but pliant tool in her mouth while his head was buried between her thighs. She damn near drowned him when she came. Her eyes flicked to the open door. She looked across the yard to the barn. It happened right there.

Jake stepped back and pulled his naked mother to a sitting position on the kitchen table. When he stooped to pick her dress up from the floor, he quickly kissed her pussy.