Suddenly, unexpectedly, Ted came.
"Ohhh!" Joan cried out, watching his come juice boil from the piss-hole rapidly, spurt after spurt. She jacked furiously now, moaning as come juice began to smear on his lower stomach and upper thighs. "Oh, my God! Look at it, Ted! God, you're coming so much, honey!"
Running her fist up and down his spewing cock fast and hard, Joan gave a low squeal as her cunt went into fiery convulsions of orgasm.
She beat on his prick until he finished cumming. Then, without another word, she stood up and moistened a cloth. She wiped his stomach and thighs, then his cock, and last her own hand. Tossing the cloth into the bathroom sink, she left her son sitting on the toilet, a very surprised and delighted boy.
CHAPTER TWO
Joan was not bashful about jacking her son's cock off. On the contrary, it not only excited her to the point of orgasm, but it made her seriously consider fucking him.
They had moved into this apartment complex two months ago, finding it the best of any they inspected. It was small – only ten or twelve units, built in a square around a nice pool and patio with built-in barbecue with two tables. Ted was the only young one there, all the rest being adults. Most, as far as Joan knew, were single men and women, all of them working during the day.
Being without boys and girls his own age did not bother Ted. He had always been a loner. He didn't even seem to miss his father, and Joan sometimes wondered if he would miss her if she were suddenly gone from his life. He never seemed to have much interest in things. He was a good student, but thought sports were stupid. He preferred his books to chasing balls or trying to hit one with a piece of wood. His intelligence was far above average, and he had dreams of becoming an astronomer some day. He had a powerful telescope set up in his room that he studied the heavens with, and his bookshelf was filled with material on the subject.