"Nothing sweetie, it's just that this is so perfect. Your dad and I used to bring you here all the time. We even sat under this tree. I feel the best that I've felt since your father died. Thank you for being here for me," Sue said leaning in close and putting her head on his shoulder.

"I will always be here for you Mom."

As Tommy's arm was squeezing his mother to him, he realized that his hand was touching her breast again. This time it was the side of her breast, where it swelled out from the tank top. Tommy moved his hand slowly, touching her soft breast outside the material of her top. He held his breath as he waited for her to stop him.

Sue felt what Tommy was doing. She didn't want to start a fight so she let him gently rub her breast. However, that familiar feeling started in her lower region again. Goose bumps appeared on her arms and she leaned heavily into her son's strong chest.

Tommy worked his fingers across the soft material very slowly. He kept it up for a long time, waiting for her to grab his hand like she had done at the movie. When she made no move to stop him, he boldly opened his hand and slid it under her breast, then slowly lifted up. His head began to spin when he held one full, cloth-covered breast in the palm of his hand. His penis throbbed in his pants. He felt the point of her now hard nipple as it almost burned his palm.

Sue's alcohol fogged brain began to scream warnings. Yet, the pulsing in her groin blocked it out.

Tommy thought he heard her moan. But no, she was breathing heavy and regular. He looked at her face and saw that her eyes were closed. The weight of her body against him made him think that she might be asleep. Tommy moved his hand down and under the tank top to the warm skin of her stomach. Slowly he moved his hand upward, inch by inch. He felt an electric shock when the side of his hand touched bare skin. He thought he was going to cum in his pants. He took a deep breath and turned his hand over, palm up. Now he held the full bare breast of his own mother in his hand. He waited for what seemed like an eternity for his mother to react. When she didn't move, he began to squeeze it. He played with the heavy breast gently, feeling the fullness and the warmth of her flesh, fearing all the time that he would wake her.

"Let's sit down here Mom."

"Oh, I don't want to get my shorts grass stained."

"Here," Tommy said stripping off his shirt and putting it on the ground. He now stood beside her in his shorts and sandals, his strong chest bare.

"Wow, you've been working out," Sue said admiring her son's muscular chest. She squeezed her legs together and felt her swollen lips pulse with excitement.

"It's Coach Lewis, he wanted all his players to be in top shape."

"You look great," Sue said sitting on the shirt Tommy had laid down. She felt the tight seam of her shorts pull into her sex lips and she closed her eyes in pleasure.

"Thanks," Tommy said sitting next to his mom and putting his arm around her.

They sat there in silence looking out over the glistening lake. They could see specks in the distance on the lake that had to be people rowing small boats. Coming from far away they could hear the faint sounds of children laughing and playing. At that moment, everything was perfect.

"Mom," Tommy said breaking the silence, "do... do... you think I could kiss you again?"

Sue sucked in her breath. She couldn't answer right away. Somehow, she knew that this question would come up again. She had practiced how to tell him no gently. She didn't want to hurt him. However, all of the practice went out the window when she was faced with the question. Sue could still feel his hand on her breast and her swollen lips were still dripping in her shorts. Instead of a firm no, she said, "I suppose so, but just one."

Tommy's heart leaped in his chest. Nervously, he turned to his mother and brought his lips to hers. As their lips pressed together, he pulled her into his bare chest. When she opened her mouth, he didn't wait for her tongue; he pushed his into her warm and wet mouth. He could taste the wine she had drunk. When his tongue pulled out, his mother's followed, pressing into his mouth. He sucked on her tongue and heard her moan. The kiss went on and on, turning into a second kiss and then a third. Tommy took a chance, brought his hand up, and slid it under his mother's top, touching her breast again.

Tommy moaned.

Sue's hand pulled his hard shaft from his shorts and out into the bright sunlight. "Oh!" she said as she looked at her son's tool. The head was swollen and dripping juice. The skin of his shaft felt warm, almost hot in her hand. Sue's world was spinning around her as she began to move her hand up and down her son's penis.

Tommy was shaking as he felt his mother take her finger and run it through the stream of clear juice coming from the dripping tip. Then she used it to coat the head until it was shining in the sunlight. She ran her fingers gently up and down his long shaft; bringing another long moan from him and another large bubble of juice. Her fingers dipped into the clear fluid and slowly, with her hand trembling, she brought it to her lips. Now there was a long strand of clear pre-cum juice connecting Sue's lips to her son's penis. Her head began to slowly slide down his chest.

She not going to... Tommy thought as he felt his mother's head move.

Sue knew how wrong this was, how crazy, but yet she couldn't stop. She coated the palm of her hand with his clear juice then wrapped it around the hot shaft. She inched further down his chest and watched as if it were someone else's hand. It wasn't real, she told herself. She couldn't be holding her son's hard penis in her hand.

Suddenly Tommy gasped and his hips pushed up.

Sue was startled when a stream of white juice shot from the head of his shaft, hitting her on the cheek and neck with great force. She squealed as it splattered across her cheek and down to her neck. Sue quickly recovered and squeezed her son's penis, milking jet after jet of sperm onto his chest and stomach in front of her wide eyes. It splattered inches from her mouth. She could smell it. Sue squeezed her legs together as she felt a spasm run through her. Her hips moved in sync with Tommy's ejaculation as her own climax overtook her.

Moments later all was silent except for the birds chirping in the forest and the labored breathing of a mother and her son. Then Sue lifted her head and fell back onto the ground, her chest still heaving up and down. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. God, if he hadn't cum when he did, what was I going to do? she asked herself.

"I think it's time we head back," Sue said as she sat up. She looked down at his sperm covered stomach and shivered. She could feel the hot juice cooling on her face and beginning to run.

"Mom, I uh, uh, I'm sorry," Tommy said, feeling like a fool for not controlling himself and squirting cum in her face. He looked shamefully at his mother's wet cheek and the clear stream of cum streaking her neck.

"Here take your shirt," Sue said, "it's getting dark."