The Baker farmstead sat deep on the plains of the Old South. The year was 1889 and like most prairie families, they were living the dream on the American frontier.
Mary stepped out onto the porch in her long calico skirt and Victorian blouse. She could see her husband toiling in the barn not far away. Her only son Will was cutting wood near a corral of horses. Will was a lean handsome 18 year old...an only child and her pride and joy.
Leaning against the deck rail, Mary watched her boy work. She watched his muscles flex, accentuated by the sheen of sweat covering his youthful body.
After another mighty chop, Will spotted his mother on the porch watching. He gave her a wave. Since he was a young boy, Will had thought his mother was more beautiful than any woman he had ever beheld. Her wavy brown hair fanned out across her shoulders, framing a sweet mature face with gleaming brown eyes and a smile that could melt right through you. Mary was every bit a woman...and built like a brick shit house.
The sexy housewife waved back lovingly and couldn't help but notice her son's eyes travel down to the swell of her large matronly breasts. Even packed inside her corset the gorgeous mother's breasts seemed to shift about with her every move. Mary was proud of her chest. She came from a long line of huge titted women.
Will looked up from her bounteous bossoms to find his mom locking eyes with him, her lips curled into a knowing...almost playful smile.
Bashfully, the teen went back to work, but it wasn't long before his mom caught his eye once again. Mary strode from the porch towards a cluster of wild flowers. Her jiggling buttocks swayed gracefully beneath her skirt and she peeked back over her shoulder to confirm her suspicion.
Will's gaze traveled up his mother's lush frame into her inquisitive eyes. She looked down at the obvious protrusion, making her son aware of the bulge in his trousers. Will buckled in embarrassment. Mary giggled adorably.
Sitting down on the woodpile, Will tried not to make his attention obvious, but his mother was very aware.
Mary slid out of her shoes and moved through the grass on her sexy bare feet. She lowered down onto her knees and plucked a daisy from the ground. A light breeze made her wavy mane flutter as she tucked the flower between her head and ear. She sat back on her heels, straightening her back and thrusting her big busts out so they looked like they could burst right through her blouse.
Will watched intently as she peeked over at him. Her loving eyes seemed to linger behind long fluttering eyelashes before she gave him a cute little wink. It was obvious to Will that his mom was flirting with him and his body was charged with sexual excitement.
Mary gracefully rolled onto her side then onto her tummy. Resting on her elbows, the middle aged mother bent her legs at the knees, throwing her arching little bare feet up and just sort of waving them around a little.
Will carefully squeezed the head of his aching prick bulge as he stared at his mother sprawled out on the grass. He could see her naked calves and flexing bare feet. Her legs were freshly shaven and seemed to glow in the noonday sun.
With her chin resting on her palms, Will could see his mom gazing at him through the grass. Her eyes stared straight into his as if studying his reaction. Mary was like a hungry cat surveying a potential kill.
Time seemed to stop as mother and son were locked in what seemed like a forbidden gaze.
"Get a move on, boy...that wood's not gonna chop itself."
It was Walter, Will's father. He moved past his boy and towards his wife.
Will jumped back to splitting wood. "Sorry, Pa."
Walter looked at his wife laying on ground. "Well...don't you look like a fresh peach just fell off the tree."
"You gon eat me up?" Mary asked.
"Maybe I will." Walter said plopping down beside her.
"Like hell you will. You ain't gon do the nasty with me lookin and smellin like a farm hog."
Walter slapped her ass. "Suppose you better bathe me then."
Mary gazed across at her son. "I'm fixin to give somebody a bath...but it ain't you."
"He ain't no boy needs his momma to bath him, Mary."
Mary gave her husband a defiant smile. "He ain't no man neither. He ain't laid pipe in a girl, he ain't a man. I'm fixin to change that real soon. Mother's duty."
"Yeah I know. Suppose I need to disappear then...that what you're sayin?"
"I just need a week with him...maybe two." Mary said.
"Suppose I could head to Culter Creek....help my brother with that barn."
"I think that's a mighty fine idea. Barn building's bound to keep your body and mind occupied. Not a reason in this world for you to think about what Will and I are doin' back here at home. A husband could torture himself with such thoughts."
Thirty minutes later Walter was saddling his horse.
"Where you headin, Pa?" Will asked.
"Helping your uncle for a week or so. Mind your Ma and look after her...you hear me?"
"Yes, sir."
Walter sped off on his horse and as young Will watched him disappear, Mary stepped up behind him. "When I was a little girl, my Pa had two horses. When they was bred they made the most beautiful colt I ever seen. You could just look at that thing and you knew...that he was born to be a stud. For two long years that colt followed his momma around that farm...sniffin at her cunny and doin his best to mount her. I still remember that colt had the biggest putter I ever seen. Every time he got close, that daddy horse would kick it away...doin his best to protect what was his. Then one day my Pa took that daddy horse into town...leaving that mare and her colt all alone. As soon as that colt's daddy left the corral...that momma mare thew her ass at him faster than wolves in a hen house. What we didn't realize was that that mare wanted her colt's putter deep inside her even more than he did. She wanted her baby to mount her. She wanted to make him a stallion....and she did."
Mary took her son's hand, turning him to face her. "I know you've been sniffin. It's a mother's duty teach her boy how to rub bellies. Your Pa's gonna be gone as long as we need him to. I have his full blessing...to take my boy and make him a man...."
Mary's face glowed with excitement. "To make him a stallion."
Will could hardly breathe. The loving mother took her boy's hand and led him into the farmhouse.
"Put a couple more logs on the fire...momma's gonna draw you a bath." Mary said.
After following through with his mother's request Will watched his mom fill the tub with pots of steaming hot water. Just watching Mary move about was an erotic experience. Her curvaceous body moved with grace and confidence and young Will marveled at her trembling breasts and swaying buttocks.
Mary stepped over and slowly unbuttoned her son's shirt. She peeled it off then tenderly grazed her nails down his lean chest, gazing up at him through slitted eyelids. "You wan kiss me like a man?"
Will nodded nervously. Mary stepped forward, her eyes fixed on his as she circled her hands around his neck. Her big pouty lips puckered as she rose up on her tip toes and connected with her target.
Will's body trembled as he felt her soft lips mash into his. Mary planted a series of slow sensual kisses, combing her fingers through the hair on the back of his head. Her eyes were now closed tight. "Mmmmm, that's right darlin...let your momma give you some sugar," she said between kisses.
She kissed him softly a few more times. "I'm gon give you some wet kisses now. Gon show your whistle how to dance with my dribblin dart."
Will felt his mom snake her tongue into his mouth. It scooped his own tongue up and flailed around it. The youngster caught on quickly, making his tongue twist and flutter against hers.
"Mmmmnnn." Mary moaned, impressed by her son's early progress.
For two full minutes their tongues battled. The lusty mother displayed her experience, eating at her boys lips, rolling and twisting her strong experienced tongue through his mouth. Finally, they seperated.
"Damnations, Will Baker...you sure you haven't been locking lips with those Taylor girls?"
"I'm sure momma...why?"
Mary put her hands on her wide hips, smiling proudly. "You're smoochin pretty good for a virgin...that's all."
Will's face turned a shade of red. "Oh...thanks, Momma."
"Now don't you go gettin' bashful on me. I'm about to take off them trousers and I have me a feelin' when I see what's inside I'm gon be givin' you all sorts a compliments."
Mary crouched down and unbuckled her son belt. She pulled his pants down and Will's erect penis sprung free wagging lewdly in front of her. The long smooth shaft curved slightly upward as it stretched way out. Mary fed her son a lusty grin as she gazed at the big mushroom cap flaring out like head of a hooded cobra.
"Ohhhhhhh darlin...I ain't never seen such a thinga beauty. Just look a the way it's stuck out there like that...just throbbin' for Momma's attention."
Will was nearly out of breath. "I ain't never seen it this stiff before."
"Well I will confess that just lookin at that thing's makin' me all gooshy between my thighs...so you best make room in that tub cuz I'm fixin to get in with ya."
Will seemed surprised. "You mean...naked?"
Mary giggled, unbuttoning her blouse. "Of course naked. It wouldn't be much of a bath otherwise."
Will's mother peeled off her blouse, revealing her tightened corset. Her gigantic tits were straining to get out. Bulging tit meat was literally spilling over the top. Will gazed at them and hopped in the tub as Mary gracefully removed her skirt.
With her back to her boy, Mary pulled her bloomer's half way down her meaty buttocks, then stopped, peeking back at Will. "I'm thinkin you better do what comes natural about now, darlin son of mine...and if that means pleasin your pisser in that tub while you watch your momma undress then I suppose you better get to pullin."
Will jumped to his knees inside the tub and started jerking his soapy cock, waiting for his mother's next move.
Mary grinned at him, then sent the bloomers sliding down her smooth legs. She stepped out of them and with her luscious backside pointed at Will, Mary reached down to pick them up.
Will panted lustfully, fisting his pecker as he gazed at his mother's gorgeous ass. He could see the crinkled ring of her butthole, peeking out between two rounded ass globes and the light patch of dark pubic fur surrounding the split of her twat.
The lascivious mother licked her lips as she stood up straight and untied her corset. Within moments her large breasts were spilling out onto her chest. Will's tongue about hit the floor as the naked mother stepped towards the tub. At the tips of her bobbling breast were huge thick areola and big rubbery nipples.
As she stepped into the tub, Mary glanced down at her boys rigid prick as his fist slipped up and down its length. "Heavens boy, you tug that pud any harder you're libel to pull the meat straight from the bone," she giggled.
