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MOM AND THE BEACH AND ME
My mother suddenly got the strange idea that it
would be a good day to go to the beach. My father
had a golfing date with his buddies, and my sister
had plans to run off with her boyfriend somewhere
for the day. I kind of felt sorry for my mother.
She had thought that today the family would
somehow spend the day together on a picnic at the
beach.
She looked over at me and said, “Well, Johnny, do
you want to go? Or, do you have fantastic plans
away from home, too?”
“Sure,” I said, “lets go.”
Actually, it seemed that Mom just wanted a reason
to drive her new car somewhere, thats all, I
figured. It was a nice car, and she really didnt
need a reason to drive it anywhere in particular.
Just taking a ride in it sounded like a neat idea.
She got in and opened the door for me. I plopped
myself down in the passenger seat and buckled my
seat belt. In shifting gears, several times, she
kept her hand on the gear shift, her hand coming
in contact with my leg.
The feeling of a beautiful woman touching ones
leg has an effect, even if it is ones own mother.
It did on me, anyway. It gave me a hard on.
Mom seemed to notice it right away. She kept
glancing over at me, and then looked at her hand
as it brushed against my leg.
“I did that?” she asked, glancing at my crotch.
I smiled. “Did what?”
She grimaced and kept driving. She moved her hand
to my leg, her fingers walking down my thighs
toward my crotch. I stared at her fingers with
wide eyes as they moved to my crotch and pressed
against my hard cock.
“Did that,” she said. “Yep, my touching you made
you hard. Right?”
I nodded. “What youre doing isnt helping much.”
Her voice was a little choked as she said, “I
thought you would like that.”
“I do,” I said.
She moved her hand intermittently to my crotch all
the way to the beach. I didnt know what to expect
or what to think. I knew that I really liked the
feel of her hand in my lap, though, with it
pressing against my hard cock the way it was
doing.
The beach wasnt very crowded. She pulled into the
parking lot and stopped the car. She was flushed
and breathing hard. I knew that I was, too.
She looked around. “Come with me,” she said.
Mom got out and locked her door, and I did the
same. We walked toward some dressing rooms. She
looked around briefly, then opened the door and
pulled me inside, locking the door behind her.
“Get those clothes off,” she said as she pulled
her top off. I watched in amazement as she reached
behind her and undid her bra, which she let fall
to the floor.
An hour ago, if someone had ever asked me if I
wanted to have sex with my mother, I would have
said no, that it would be impossible. Its amazing
how fast things changed.
I virtually tore my clothes off as Mom took hers
off. I reached up and cupped her big tits in my
hand, rubbing my thumbs across her erect nipples.
She pressed her body close to mine, and I could
feel her hairy, wet pussy press against my cock.
She fell to her knees, running her tongue down my
chest and then down my stomach, flicking it out,
licking as she went. She came to my cock as it
poked her in the cheeks. She looked up at me and
smiled as I watched in wide-eyed fascination.
“Lovely cock,” she whispered. She turned her head
sideways, and with her mouth open wide, plunged it
on my