His mother floated on her back and suddenly he swam deftly and gracefully over her body, touching it, brushing his hard cock across her thighs as he passed over her. She continued to swim and he repeated his passage over her several times.
'I'm not at all sure it's safe to be out here alone with you,' she said.
'Why, Mom?' he asked innocently.
'You know very well why. Your thing is as hard as a bone. You brushed it against me each time you went over me!'
'Don't worry about it, Mom. It gets that way a lot. What do you expect from a normal, healthy eighteen year old guy?'
'From you – nothing, since you're my own son. So if you want to play around out here in the water with me, just don't forget that I'm your mother!'
'I could never forget that, Mom,' he said, giving her a lewd grin. 'That's why my cock is sticking up like it is. I don't see anything wrong with a guy being hot for his own mother, as long as nobody knows about it. You're such a good looking woman, Mom. You look so hot and sexy – especially when you're naked!'
'It must be the full moon that's doing it,' said his mother.
'Doing what?'
'You know what they say about people behaving strangely when the moon is full.'
His mother stood up, the water sloshing around her nipples and he dived down and passed between her legs. They laughed when he surfaced and he dived again. She stood with her legs apart, letting him pass between them, again and again.
'Hey!' she exclaimed, the ninth time he came up for air. 'That was sneaky.'
'What do you mean, Mom?'
'As if you didn't know. You grabbed yourself a feel that last time you went between my legs.'
Michael laughed. 'I couldn't resist the urge. I've always wanted to do that.'
'I'm sure you have, but that doesn't mean that you're entitled to. What right have you got, to be the only boy who's ever felt his own mother's pussy?'
'You think I'm the only guy who's ever done that to his mother?'
'You mean you aren't?'
'I could name you three guys who do all kinds of things with their mothers, when their fathers aren't around.'
'Name one, smarty.'
'Jamie Henderson. I called for him one day and instead of ringing his doorbell, I figured I'd look in his living room window and make a face at him. It was a dumb thing to think of, I guess. I didn't stop to think how he and his mother would feel about a guy looking in their window.'
'You're right, it was dumb,' Mrs. Bradner – Norma – told her son indignantly. 'I wouldn't have a very high opinion of any boy, if I caught him looking in my window.'
'Well lucky for me I didn't get caught,' said Michael. 'I looked in their window and was struck speechless at what I saw.'
'What did you see,' Norma asked, her curiosity quite obvious.
'Jamie and his mother were cuddled up on the couch together, hugging and kissing,' said Michael. 'Her dress was up around her thighs and her panties were on the floor. She had her legs wide apart and Jamie was fingering her cunt.'
'You're kidding!' Norma gasped.
'And while that was going on, Jamie's cock was sticking out of his pants and his mother was playing with it,' Michael added.
'Jennifer Henderson? I don't believe it,' said Norma, in a tone of voice that indicated she might believe it after all. 'Jennifer is too strait-laced, highly moral, open and aboveboard, pure in mind and thought, and faithful to her husband. She wouldn't even let her son see her panties, much less let him drag them off her and take liberties with her cunt.'
'Wouldn't she, Mom?'
'Well, maybe she would. I've seen the way she looks at her son sometimes.'
'The way you look at me, Mom?'
His mother laughed and they both moved easily in the water. After they swam for a while, she stood up again, the water up around her tits.
'Who were the others?'
'What others?'
'You said you could name three boys who were fooling around with their mothers,' Norma reminded her son. 'Who were the other two?'
'Oh. Well, Richard Bradner. It's easy to tell he and his mother are making out together. They can't seem to keep their hands off each other. When they think no one is around to watch them, Richard has his hands all over his mother's tits and her ass. And she doesn't seem to mind a bit. Sometimes if she thinks someone might see them, she'll push his hand away. Then she'll look all around, to make sure no one saw him.'
'My God,' said Norma. 'Irma Thatcher too? I never would have thought it of her.'
'And Brian Overton,' said Michael. Then he laughed. 'You wouldn't believe what I saw him and his mother doing one night.'
'You spied on them?' Norma asked, with disapproval in her voice.
'I didn't mean to,' Michael explained. 'I was coming home kinda late one night. I was walking along Morgan Street, a block over from where the Overtons live. I had to pee, so I went behind some bushes on this front lawn. It's dark there, with the leaves on the trees blocking out the light from the streetlamp. Then I saw Brian and his mother coming along. They were taking a walk. I guess the old man was home in front of the TV and this was the only way they could be alone together, and do what they wanted to do!'
'Do what?' asked Norma.
'Well, they stopped, right there where it was dark and nobody could see them. Only I could see them, because I was there in the shadows with them. They weren't more than five feet away from me, and me with my cock hanging out. But they couldn't see me, standing close to the bushes!'
'Well what happened?' asked Norma anxiously.
'Brian pulled up his mother's dress, up to her waist and while she held it for him, he pulled her panties down to her ankles, and she stepped out of them. Then he got onto his knees in front of her, on the grass, and started licking her pussy.'
'Oh really now, Michael,' Norma scoffed.
'I'm not kidding you, Mom. He did! I saw it! God, there he was with his hands on his mother's bare ass and his face in her crotch. And his mother had a hold of his head, pulling him in tight against her, while he ate her pussy. That was sure something to see. She must have really liked it, because she didn't get off just once. I could hear the sounds she was making. I could have reached out and touched her. She came off three times, before she finally let Brian come up for air. Then she returned the favor.'
'She what?'
'She undid his pants and hauled out his cock,' said Michael. 'He had a real boner. Then she went down on her knees in front of him and took it in her mouth. She was there quite a while. She blew him twice.'
'My God!' Norma gasped.
'I was hoping he'd fuck her after that, there on the grass,' Michael told her. 'I wanted to see that. I think that's what they were going to do too, but some guy a few houses down, came out to walk his dog, and they thought better of it. Mrs. Overton put her panties back on and smoothed out her dress, while Brian put his cock back in his pants and did up his zipper. Then they went back the way they came, their arms about each other and giggling like they were lovers, instead of mother and son.'
'Well, you certainly know some things about my friends that I didn't know,' said Norma. 'Up to now, that is.'
She swam again, moving leisurely through the water. Brian was deeply excited and he was wondering if his mother was too. She seemed calm enough, but it occurred to him that she might be doing her best to appear that way. He swam with his cock sticking out like a bar of steel. Then they approached each other with a crouching
