"Happy Birthday Mom," said Joey, the first words out of his mouth when his mother emerged from her bedroom at seven in the morning.
Joseph was excited, sexually excited, really sexually excited. Today was not only his mother's birthday but also today was Nude Day, a day that celebrates the naked body. Today was finally the day he'd be seeing his mother, Beatrice, who preferred being called Betty, naked.
Normally, a son doesn't think about his mother's birthday, seeing his mother naked, and Nude Day all in the same thought and all in the same, incestuously sexual way. Yet, after six, long, sexually frustrating years of asking her to celebrate Nude Day and her birthday by accompanying him to a nude beach, she finally accepted his incestuous invitation. Seriously what better way to celebrate his mother's birthday and Nude Day than for his mother to strip off her clothes on a nude beach and parade around in her birthday suit? A dream come true, he couldn't believe she finally agreed to go to a nude beach with him.
'Oh, my God,' he said to himself while unable to control his sexual excitement. 'Today is the day that I finally see my mother in her panty and bra. Today is the day that I finally see my mother topless. Today is the day that I finally see my mother naked.'
Joey took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. He already had an erection just thinking about today. He visualized his mother stripping off her clothes with him in the car and walking down to the beach naked. As if he could already see her undressing, he imagined her buttoning her blouse, unbuttoning, and unzipping her short skirt. Then as if there as a silent drumroll and strippers' music playing through his head, he imagined his mother removing her bra and panty.
Already having stripped himself naked by the time his mother unbuttoned her blouse, in the way that he was staring at his mother's tits and pussy, he imagined his mother staring at his cock. Just as he couldn't wait to see his mother naked, he couldn't wait for his mother to see him naked too. Naked, naked, naked, in celebration of Nude Day and his mother's birthday, they were both going to be naked on a nude beach today. He couldn't believe she finally agreed to go with him.
'Today is the day,' he thought. 'I can't believe that today is the day that I'll be seeing my mother's big tits, her round ass, and her pussy. I can't believe that today is the day that she'll be seeing my cock. Take it off Betty. Take it all off while I strip naked too.'
He wondered why she changed her mind about going to a nude beach with him but he really didn't care why she finally agreed to go as long as she stripped off her clothes. A huge understatement, he couldn't wait to see his mother naked. He couldn't wait to see his mother's big C cup tits. He couldn't wait to see her round, firm ass and her shaved, trimmed, or bushy pussy. He didn't know which. He couldn't wait to show her his cock. He couldn't wait to see her reaction to seeing his stiff prick.
Maybe in the way his testosterone and incestuous lust are making him horny enough to go temporarily, incestuously insane, maybe her hormones are making her temporarily, incestuously crazy too, crazy enough for her to have sex with him. She's nearing that change of life age where women take estrogen and men buy little, red convertibles. Supposedly, women sexually peak years after men. Supposedly, women aren't the sexual deviates that men are but maybe she is now that she's hormonally horny.
"Hormonally horny," he liked the sound of that phrase especially if it affected him in a favorably, incestuous sexual way. "Yeah, maybe his mother is hormonally horny and the reason why she finally agreed to go to a nude beach with him to celebrate her birthday on Nude Day."
Women don't usually sexually lust over men's naked bodies in the way that men always sexually lust over women's naked bodies but maybe she does now that her hormones are controlling her thoughts and emotions. With her always fun loving, positive, and upbeat, suddenly she's been moody, angry, and depressed, emotions she seldom experiences. Figuring her rampant hormones are the chief reason in her change of personality, she's been crying a lot lately. Maybe part of his mother's problem is simply that she needs to get laid. Maybe she just needs to feel a big, hard cock inside of her. Well, if that's her ailment, he has just the prescription to fill her physical, emotional, and sexual needs.
"Say aah and open wide," he imagined saying to his mother. He imagined her opening her mouth and as soon as she did, he imagined filling her mouth with his cock after filling her pussy with his stiff prick.
Maybe because of her hormones, she's just as horny as he is. Wouldn't that be something? If she's just as horny as she is, if she sexually wants him as much as he sexually wants her that would really be something. Maybe because of what she's suddenly experiencing sexually, she masturbates over him as much as he masturbates over her. Wouldn't that be something? Maybe changing from being such a morally modest mother, she now wants to show him her naked body as much as he wants to see her naked body, and as much as he wants to show her his naked body. He'd like to believe that.
Maybe this Nude Day is her last hurrah before she's too old, too wrinkled, too fat, and too saggy to parade around naked in front of strangers on a nude beach. Hoping to have sex on the beach with her, and not the alcoholic drink, but the licking, fucking, and sucking kind of physical sex with her, maybe she's as sexually attracted to him as he is to her. He could only hope. He could only wish.
Maybe she's just teasing him and humoring him about going to a nude beach with him and even if she does go to a nude beach with him, she'd never strip off her clothes in front of him. Maybe she just wants to go for a drive and once she's at the beach, she'll chicken out, change her mind, and want him to drive her home after taking her out to lunch. He hoped that wasn't the case. He hoped that today would finally be the day that he sees his mother naked. Only, knowing her the way he does, he'd be shocked if she went through it and stripped herself naked in front of him.
"I can't do it Joey. I just can't. I can't get naked in front of you. I can't get naked in front of other people, strangers, people I don't even know. I'm sorry but I just can't do this. Even if it is Nude Day, I can't strip naked on a nude beach. Take me home please. Just take me home," he imagined her saying to her son while crying. "So as to not make this day a total disaster, we can stop for lunch somewhere on the way home."
Oh, God, between her deliberately or accidentally flashing him bits and pieces of her shapely body, she's killing him with sexual frustration. He hoped her teasing him wasn't the case that she'd change her mind about stripping off her clothes. If only just once, he'd love to see his mother topless and/or naked. He hoped his mother wants him to see her naked as much as he wants to see her naked. He hoped his mother wants to see him naked as much as he wants her to see him naked. Today is the day that he'd finally know for once and for all if she'll strip naked on a nude beach. Today may be the day that he finally sees his mother naked and she finally sees him naked too.
* * * * *
Yet wanting to believe that his mother will go through with it, hopefully today is the day that he'll be seeing his mother naked. Hopefully, today is the day that he'll be seeing his mother's big, C cup tits, her round, shapely ass, and her shaved, trimmed, or bushy black pussy. He didn't know which, if she was shaved, trimmed, or bushy. He imagined she was trimmed. Hopefully, today is the day that he'll finally know if she's shaved, trimmed, or bushy. After asking her to go with him for six, sexually frustrating years, he couldn't believe that today is the day they'll finally be celebrating her birthday on Nude Day by going to a nude beach.
'Wow!'
If she goes through with stripping off her clothes on a nude beach, today is the day that she'll be seeing him naked too. Cock for cunt, today is the day she'll be seeing his cock and today is the day he'll be seeing his mother's cunt. Today is the day that she may even agree to have sex with him.
'Wow! Wouldn't that be something if she gives him hot sex on a hot beach on Nude Day?'
Seriously, who doesn't get horny when laying out naked in the hot sun? Who doesn't get horny after rubbing each other's naked body with suntan lotion while laying out in the hot son? If there's any day to have sex with his mother, with them both already naked, today would be the perfect day to have sex with her on the beach. All he'd really have to do is to roll over on top of her and hump her. Of course, having sex with is mother is much more than rolling on top of her and humping her; he's just taking poetic license and simplistically paraphrasing.
"I love you Mommy," he imagined saying to her when with her naked on the beach and with him ogling her naked body.
He imagined his mother ogling his naked body as much as he ogled her naked body.
"I love you Joey," he imagined her responding while proudly displaying her naked self to the world and to the hordes of men who frequent a nude beach on Nude Day.
Only, especially when they're both on a nude beach naked, best he not call her Mommy in public. Best people think they're a couple of lovers who aren't mother and son. Not everyone understands a son seeing his mother's naked body just as not everyone understands a mother seeing her son's naked body. Not everyone understands a son having sex with his mother just as not everyone understands a mother having sex with her son.
This is still puritanical America where gay and lesbians are still crucified in the press for wanting to commit to one another and sanctify and legalize their love by getting married. This is a country where people publically shame you for having extramarital sex or incestuous sex when they're doing the same thing behind closed, bedroom doors. This is a country where morals are two-sided depending on who is having the sex.
"I did not have sex with that woman," said President Clinton about Monica Lewinski when he most certainly did.
With Joey always wanting to not only see his mother naked but also wanting to have sex with his mother, only not wanting to get ahead of himself and set himself up for disappointment, he hoped she'd agree to have sex with him too. Perhaps, he should take one step at a time. Perhaps, if she agrees to finally strip of her clothes, it's enough seeing his mother naked, seeing her tits, her ass, and her pussy. Perhaps, not pushing her and pressuring her to have sex, it's enough for her to see him naked too. In the way that he'll be seeing her tits, her ass, and her pussy, perhaps it's enough for her to see his erect cock because, without doubt, once he sees his mother naked, he'd have a huge erection.
Then, once they're home and relaxing, maybe they could ease into having sex that night or the next day. Yet, no means no and she could always change her mind about getting naked and celebrating Nude Day and her birthday on a nude beach. After waiting for six, long years to go to a nude beach with his mother, she may chicken out and decide that it's wrong for a mother to attend a nude beach with her son. She may decide that it's sexually inappropriate and incestuously forbidden for a son to see his mother naked just as it's sexually inappropriate and incestuously forbidden for a mother to see her son naked too.
Holding his breath and thinking positive thoughts while driving to the beach, he hoped she didn't change her mind about getting naked. Naked, naked, naked, he was finally going to see his mother naked. Naked, naked, naked, she was finally going to see him naked. As if repeating a mantra of sex and nudity in his mind, he continued to think of his mother's naked body. He continued thinking of having sex with his mother.
'Naked, naked, naked, I can't wait to see my mother naked,' he thought to himself as he drove to the beach. 'Naked, naked, naked, today is the day I'll be seeing her naked and she'll be seeing me naked too. Maybe today is the day we'll have sex. Maybe today is the day I'll lick her, she'll suck me, and we'll make love, before fucking one another.'
* * * * *
"We can strip off our clothes right here in the car, Mom," said Joseph as eager to get naked in front of his mother as he was to see her without her clothes.
As if he had just burned her with a cigarette, Betty visually panicked. She gave her son a wide-eyed look as if she had just seen a big spider. She recoiled away from him in her car seat as if he was crazy and she was sane. Whether she stripped off her clothes or not, the fact that she was sitting in a car at a nude beach with her son was incestuous in thought and sexual in intent. With her already guilty of incest, she may as well strip off her clothes.
Suddenly acting as if she was sitting there already naked, she folded her arms across her breasts and stared out her passenger side window. With them not doing anything sexually inappropriate and incestuously forbidden yet, but just sitting in their parked car, albeit at a nude beach, she already looked guilty of doing something so sexually, inappropriately and incestuously forbidden with her son. Aghast and revolted, she watched people, mostly men, walk by their car naked before answering Joey.
She half expected one of the naked men to walk up to her car window and press their naked cock up against the glass. No doubt hoping she was naked too, nearly every man who walked by their car looked in their car window and stared at her as if already undressing her with their eyes. Not helping his cause with seeing so many naked men, afraid she'd change her mind and want to leave and go home, he wished there were more naked women and/or more couples walking by his car naked instead of just middle-aged naked men.
"I'm not stripping off my clothes in the car Joey," she said with attitude.
Just because she refused to strip her clothes off in the car didn't mean that she wasn't going to strip off her clothes somewhere, on the beach or at home. He was happy that she qualified her remark.
"Okay," he said. "We don't have to undress here."
She looked so nervous. She looked so uncomfortable. Instead of being sexually aroused seeing so many naked men, she was upset. She looked uncomfortable. Any minute, he felt as if she was going to ask him to drive her home. Contrarily, if he had seen as many naked women walk by their car as she had seen naked men walk by the car, he wouldn't be upset or uncomfortable, he'd be sexually excited.
"I already feel as if I'm a spectacle just being here and sitting here. I'm not walking all of that way naked, especially not in front of all of these naked men," she said looking out the windshield to see where the men were walking to in the distance. "I'd feel like such a whore to have so many strange men staring at my naked body."
As if a prisoner ready to walk to the gallows, she looked down the long, narrow pathway that led through the sandy dunes and down to the flat, wide, white beach. Was it not for the look of sexual excitement that twinkled sexuality in her eyes, she looked frightened. Was it not for the look of sexual excitement that she was unable to hide, he would have thought they'd be going home without getting naked and without having sex.
Yet, in the way that a stripper looks the first time removing her clothes in front of an audience of horny, screaming men, so didn't Joey's mother look. No doubt she felt embarrassed by the thoughts of removing her clothes in front of so very many naked men. No doubt, she felt ashamed by the thought of removing her clothes in front of her son. Perhaps, she even felt uncomfortable by the thought of seeing her son naked too. Maybe she was nervously uncomfortable about the possibility of them having sex.
Sex, sex, sex, he'd so love to have sex with his mother. His brain screamed sex, incestuous sex, inappropriate sex, and forbidden sex. The possibility of him seeing his mother naked and perhaps even having sex with her naked body was overwhelming.
Seemingly already uncomfortable with her decision to celebrate her birthday and Nude Day by agreeing to go with her son to a nude beach, getting from the car to the beach was obviously her walk of shame. Getting her from the car to the beach was now his problem. He needed to say something to reassure and assuage her. The ball was in his hands now whether his mother would go through with stripping off her clothes and celebrating Nude Day naked or not. Now that they were already here, obviously getting his mother from the car to the nude beach was up to Joey to convince her to go through with it. Only what could he possibly say to her that he hasn't already said in previous years?
"Why not get naked in the car, Mom? If we strip here, we can leave all of our things locked in the car," he said obviously thinking that it was a good idea for them to strip here and walk to the beach naked in the way that everyone else was doing. "We'll wait until there's no one walking by the car. Okay? No one will see you," he said just as two more middle-age, naked men walked by their car and stared in at his mother as if she was already naked.
As if she was a frightened animal ready to bolt, she looked at the naked men with horror before looking at her son with panic. She looked at Joey with embarrassment and shame. She looked at him as if she was having second thoughts. She looked at him as if she was ready to ask him to take her home.
"It's enough that I agreed to go to a nude beach with you, Joey, but I'm not comfortable allowing every Tom, Dick, and Harry to see me naked and to ogle my naked body," she said. "I didn't realize there'd be so many disgusting, naked, old men wandering about. Besides," she said looking at him with dread and making eye contact with him.
He patted her knee before patting her hand.
"Chill Mom. We'll find a spot away from any perverts," he said.
He looked at her with understanding albeit that was filled with sexual lust.
"What if I see someone I know? I'd be so embarrassed. I'd be so humiliated for someone I know to see me naked. Whenever I saw them in public again, the thought that they'd be undressing me with their eyes while remembering me naked would sicken me. I could never face them again."
Joey tried to be the mature adult by not allowing his incestuous, lustful horniness get in the way of his commonsense and his mother's sudden paranoid hysteria. He tried to quell her hysteria to not allow her paranoia to get in the way of her commonsense either. He didn't want to spook his mother. He didn't want her to change her mind about celebrating her birthday on Nude Day at a nude beach. As long as she undressed and as long as she got naked, whether in the car on at some secluded spot on the beach, wherever she wanted to undress was fine with him. He'd even be willing to drive her home, as long as she undressed there and they celebrated Nude Day naked in the living room.
Only, now that they're parked in the parking lot of the nude beach, he couldn't help himself from looking at his mother while imagining her in her sexy low cut bra and bikini panties. He couldn't help himself from imagining her topless. He couldn't help himself from imagining her naked. Soon, he'll be seeing all that he imagined seeing of his mother for so long.
"If not here, then where should we undress?"Even though he was too sexually excited to be patient with his mother, he summoned his patience.
"I don't know," she said. "Maybe this wasn't such a good idea."
No frigging way. He refused to allow his mother to back out now. If he had to strip her naked himself, she was getting naked.
"We could undress down at the beach," he said. "I can hold up a towel around you. Trust me, no one will see you but me," he said imagining holding a towel around his mother while peering down the towel and peeping at her body as she stripped naked.
She rolled her eyes, sighed, and made a sour face.
"A lot of good you holding up a towel will do me when I'll be naked on a nude beach with a crowd of middle aged naked men ogling my naked body," she said with a little laugh.
Any time she said the word naked, he couldn't help but think of his mother naked. Naked, naked, naked, he couldn't wait to see his mother naked. Naked, naked, naked, he couldn't wait for his mother to see him naked too.
"Then, you tell me," he said staring at her as if she was already naked. "Where would you be more comfortable undressing?"
He looked at her in the way he looked at her when she promised him something but broke her promise to him. He hoped she didn't change her mind about stripping off her clothes. He hoped she didn't change her mind about allowing him to see her beautiful, naked body. He couldn't wait to see his mother's naked tits, ass, and pussy. Hoping that she'd touch it, wrap her fingers around it and stroke it before sucking it and fucking it, he couldn't wait to show his mother his cock, his big, erect prick.
She stared down at the water. As if in a hypnotic daze, she looked straight ahead before looking from left to right and back left again. Obviously, in the way she was staring off to the left, with that side of the beach not nearly as inhabited by naked, older men, as was the beach straight ahead and the right side of the beach, she obviously found a secluded spot way off in the distance.
"What if we walked the beach to look for a secluded spot at the far end, a spot away from everyone? I'd like to find a place away from all of those men who look like perverts to me," she said pausing to look up at naked men who intermittently walked by their car.
While staring at the men's nakedness, she made a sour face before she made eye contact with her son to give him a sexy smile. Seemingly she was trying to convince him to give her more privacy as much as he was trying to convince her to strip off her clothes.
"Okay," he said happy to oblige his mother any way he could to get her naked.
At this point, he'd say anything to finally see her naked. He'd do anything and take her anywhere as long as she'd strip off her clothes. Then, she said something he never expected her to say. If he was drinking coffee, he would have spit it out all over himself.
"Just in case we get romantically intimate, I'd like to have some privacy," she said touching his hand with her fingertips while biting her lip. "I don't want everyone to watch us having sex."
Romantically intimate like in sex? The word sex echoed in his head as if his cranium was a brass gong and she had just struck it with a mallet. Sexxxxxxxxxx!
'What? Romantic intimate? What does she mean by getting romantically intimate? Does she mean sex? Sex...sex...sex.'
He couldn't believe what he was hearing. With him fearing that his mother wouldn't even strip naked, now his mother wants to have sex with him. Trying his best to remain calm, his brain was screaming sex while his cock was already throbbing with the thoughts of his mother not only seeing his stiff prick but also touching, stroking, sucking, and fucking his erect cock. With her just propositioning him, he couldn't believe she progressed from not wanting to attend a nude beach, to not wanting to strip off her clothes, and now to wanting to have sex with him on the beach.
If it wasn't enough that he'd be seeing his mother naked, now she's thinking about having sex with his naked body. Now he completely understood why she wanted to picnic somewhere more secluded. She didn't want an audience of middle aged, perverted men watching them having sex, sex sex. She didn't want an audience of middle aged, perverted men seeing her naked, naked, naked.
'Sexxxxxxxxxx,' screamed through his head. As if he suddenly had Tinnitus, ringing in his ears, his body was tingling while his head was echoing sex. 'Fuck me. This is the best day of my life,' thought Joey.
* * * * *
Until the beach grew more crowded, most people fell out of their cars, walked a short distance, and found a place closest to their vehicles. Seemingly no one wanted to walk very far in the hot sun while lugging all of their stuff. Obviously, by the obese condition of many of the Nude Day beach goers, who were mostly older, middle aged, Caucasian men with pot bellies and shrunken cocks, most people didn't like to walk. The only men who were in shape were the gay men who more noticed him when walking by their car than they noticed his mother. Most people were content to remain by the pathway that led down to the beach to watch people come and go while ogling their naked bodies.
Only, as if she was a novice stripper on stage at an impromptu, live sex show, Betty refused to strip naked. Seemingly, stripping naked in front of her son is one thing but stripping naked in front of others is something else and something that she seemingly hadn't considered with being at a nude beach. Basically a modest and moral woman, she refused to be ogled, leered at, and sexually molested by strange men she didn't know and had never met. Obviously, she didn't want anyone but her son visually raping her.
If any man was going to ogle her naked body, that man would be her son and only her son. She may be on the way to be a sexy, naked slut and an incestuous whore, but she was only a sexy, naked slut and an incestuous whore for her son and no one else. Willing to walk all the way down to the end of the beach, obviously, even though this was a nude beach, she didn't want anyone else to see her naked. Obviously, she wanted to have a modicum of privacy so that they could not only strip naked but also to have sex, sex, sex.
They gathered their things, umbrella, picnic basket, and blankets and started walking away from the crowd of naked men. Instead of walking straight down closer to the water where most of the men and everyone else seemed to congregate or instead of walking to the right where most people turned, they turned left. Continuing to walk until everyone looked like tiny specks on the horizon, they walked for what seemed like more than a mile before stopping. Nearly at the end of the beach before hitting all of the big rocks, totally alone, there was no one else there but them. As if she was defending a fortress or was a Mama bear defending her cub, she could see anyone coming from the opposite direction for more than a mile. Except for a few stranglers in the distance who ran the beach each way, back and forth, they had the privacy that she seemingly needed to undress, to get naked, and to have sex with her son.
Joey helped spread out the beach blankets and found several rocks to hold the blankets in place. He set up the umbrella to protect his mother from the sun that already promised to be hot. An unexpected surprise for him, as soon as his mother sat down on the blanket Indian style, she flashed him an up skirt view of her white, bikini panties. With the hem of her short skirt nearly up to her crotch, he had an uninterrupted view of her panties. Normally putting her hand there to deny him a look at her panty clad pussy, this time she didn't. Seemingly this time, she wanted to show him as much of her panties as he wanted to see.
This time, giving him a good, prolonged, up skirt view of her panties and her panty clad crotch, she immodestly and immorally sat as if she was seated in a yoga position, albeit while wearing a short skirt. This time, instead of looking away and pretending that she didn't notice him staring at her and ogling her, she watched him staring between her legs. This time, with their intentions to get naked anyway, there was no embarrassment or shame in her showing her son her panty clad pussy. What's the use of feigning her modesty over flashing him her panties if she was about to get naked with her son anyway?
An incurable voyeur, especially when it came to his mother, Joey stared between his mother's legs as if she was already naked and as if he had never seen her panties in an up skirt or up nightgown before. Taking the lead, this was it, this was really it, he unbuttoned his shirt while watching his mother unbutton her blouse. He had his entire shirt unbuttoned in the time it took his mother to unbutton one button of her blouse. Taking her time to unbutton one slow button at a time, looking from herself to look at him, she looked down to see what she could see of herself and what Joey could see of her with each unbuttoned button. Making her Nude Day at the nude beach ever so much more erotic and sexually arousing, Betty gave her son a slow, sexy, sensuously seductive striptease.
Once her blouse was unbuttoned, teasing him, enticing him, and seemingly seducing him with her big, brown eyes, her sexy smile, and her incestuous actions, she looked down to see all that Joey was seeing. Clearly he could see the tops of her meaty breasts, her long, lovely line of cleavage, her low cut, sexy bra, and the impressions her big nipples made through her brassiere. If judging her by her erect nipples and by her continuing to flash her son her panties, it was no secret that she was just as sexually aroused as he was. It was no secret that she was enjoying stripping off her clothes in front of her son as much as he was enjoying watching his mother undress. Two peas in a pod and cut from the same cloth, seemingly they were the sexual match for one another.
Not wasting any time, Joey kicked off his sneakers, removed his socks, his tee shirt, and stood to remove his jeans. He was so sexually excited to show his mother his cock that his fingers were trembling. In a panicked rush with his jeans down around his ankles, tripping on the blanket and nearly falling over, he removed his jeans. Now dressed in just his briefs, his huge erection that tented his white, cotton briefs promised to peek out the top of the elastic band or escape through his pee hole.
With his mother staring at the impossible to miss side profile of his erect, underwear clad cock, Joey gave her a sex crazed, incestuous look of sexual lust before turning to face his mother. He not only wanted his mother to see his cock but also he wanted to see her first reaction to seeing his cock. Not wasting any time, in one quick downward slide, he removed his underwear and exposed his erect prick, his dark brown pubic hair, and his hanging testicles to his mother.
As if never having seen an erect prick before, Betty stared at her son's cock in the way that Joey stared at her panties, cleavage, and bra. Seemingly, seeing her son naked meant as much to her as it did to Joey soon to be seeing his mother naked. The more his mother stared at his exposed prick, the longer and harder his cock grew, and the more eager that Joey became to see his mother naked. With her driving him crazy with her slow, sexy, and sensuously seductive striptease, he couldn't wait to see his mother topless and then naked.
Topless, topless, topless, he was finally going to see his mother topless. He was finally going to see her big tits, her areolas, and her nipples. Naked, naked, naked, he was finally going to see his mother naked. He was finally going to see her ass and her pussy.
"You have a big cock, Joey," said Betty as her excuse to continue to stare at her son's erection. "You have a much bigger prick than your father," she said ogling his cock in the way that he'd soon be ogling his mother's topless and/or naked body.
Betty looked around to make sure there was no one approaching and no one nearby watching her before removing her unbuttoned blouse. Taking her sweet time, she folded it and neatly put it on the blanket beside her as if she was straightening a store display. Joey watched his mother reach to her side to unbutton and unzip her short skirt. Then, without standing and calling attention to herself, she lifted her butt and shimmied her skirt down to remove her skirt from beneath her shapely ass.
In the way she folded her blouse, she folded her skirt too. She put her skirt on top of her blouse and picked up a rock. She wiped the rock clean of sand with her towel before putting the rock on top of her skirt and blouse to hold them in place. She stared at her son staring at her.
Sitting there before her son in just her panty and bra, no doubt sexually teasing him enough to drive him mad with incestuous lust, she had taken her time in removing her blouse and skirt and folding them. Oddly enough, even though he enjoyed seeing his mother in her bra and panty, he more enjoyed seeing an up skirt peek of her panty or a down blouse view of her bra and cleavage. There was something so erotic about seeing something of his mother's body that he shouldn't see. There was something more sexually exciting about seeing something that was forbidden and otherwise hidden from view.
Seemingly it was more sexually exciting to see bits and pieces of his mother than to see all of her. He wondered if he'd feel the same way when she was topless and/or naked. He wondered if he'd think she looks better in her underwear than she does topless and/or naked. No doubt, he'll be finding that out soon.
Seemingly paranoid, ashamed, and/or embarrassed, she looked down the length of the beach again to make sure that no one was coming. With them nearly at the end of the beach, she only had to look the one way. She only had to look to her right to monitor the entire beach. Satisfied that they were alone and oxymoronic that they assumed that they had some modicum of privacy on a public, nude beach, she reached around herself and unhooked her bra. If he had his druthers, curious to see them staring at her while enjoying her naked body, he would have preferred other men seeing his mother naked too. Yet, settling for him alone seeing her naked, he had no complaints.
'Oh, my God,' thought Joey gulping down his sexual excitement as if he just taken a shot of tequila.
As if there was a silent drumroll and stripper's music going through his head, unblinkingly staring at her, Joey sat in front of his mother while watching her remove her brassiere. A long time coming, after years of sexually and incestuously lusting over his mother, he couldn't wait to see her naked tits, her naked ass, and her naked pussy. Having imagined them plenty enough times before while masturbating and visualizing them, he couldn't wait to see the sexy shape of her naked breasts. Having dreamt of them and jerked off over them enough, he couldn't wait to see her areolas and her nipples. Having sexually fantasized over them enough while playing with himself, he couldn't wait to see her ass and to know if she was trimmed, bald, or bushy.
Sliding her bra straps from her shoulders, one shoulder at a time, she held her bra cups in place with her hands while staring at her son. Seemingly, she was getting off on his reaction to her stripping as much as he was getting off in seeing his mother removing her clothes. As if they were errant ping pong balls, Joey's eyes bounced up to make eye contact with his mother and then bounced down to stare at her bra clad breasts. Up and down his eyes bounced while watching and waiting for his mother to remove her bra.
In the way she took her sweet time removing her clothes and folding them, she took her sweet time removing her bra too. Then, she slowly removed one bra cup before removing her other bra cup. As if he had never seen naked breasts before, indeed he had never seen his mother's naked breasts before. In the way that his mother stared at his naked cock, Joey stared at his mother's naked breasts. He couldn't believe his eyes. Within just a horny hand's reach, his mother's C cup breasts were right there before him.
With her having quite the rack, she had beautiful breasts. Seemingly firm and shapely, he couldn't wait to reach out his hand and touch his mother's breasts. He couldn't wait to feel and fondle her big tits and to finger and suck her huge nipples. Only, first things first, holding his breath while not believing that she'd really strip totally naked, he watched her stare up at him before tucking her manicured fingertips in the band of her panties. As she did with her skirt, she lifted her butt and slowly slid her white, bikini panties down and off her beautiful, naked body.
'Oh, my God. Fuck me. I don't believe this,' he excitedly thought.
Transforming herself into someone else as soon as she stripped herself naked, as if she was no longer his mother but his girlfriend and lover, his mother's trimmed, black pussy was there for him to see. He couldn't believe he was seeing her tits and her pussy. Now planning on lagging a step behind her when they walked down to the water together, he couldn't wait to see her ass too.
With him seeing his mother naked and with her seeing him naked too, he's never been as sexually excited as he was now. If ever he was going to have a premature ejaculation, this would be the day but, he's not a prepubescent teen anymore, he's a man. He silently stared at her naked breasts before asking her his personal, sexual question.
"May I?"
With her being his mother and with him giving her his respect, instead of reaching out his horny hand to just grope her, he felt compelled to ask her permission to sexually touch her. Betty looked to where her son was staring before returning him her proud look. It was obvious to him that his mother liked her big breasts as much as he liked her big breasts.
"You may touch me," she said inhaling a big breath to push out her breasts as if she was Haley Berry in 007's, Die Another Day. "Just don't finger my nipples."
Joey touched his mother's breasts. He felt his mother's C cup tits. Obeying her wishes, he fondled and gently squeezed her big boobs while purposely avoiding touching her nipples. Not an easy thing to do, to avoid touching her nipples when they were so prominently there and when his sexual lust was so strong, nonetheless he controlled himself by temporarily obeying his mother's wishes.
"May I finger your nipples Mother?"
Joey looked from his mother's breasts to look up at her pretty face.
"I'd rather you not," she said with an awkward smile that told him that she wished he would finger her nipples.
He stared at her breasts and her nipples. Her nipples were already fairly erect. He wondered if her pussy was as wet as her nipples were erect and as his cock was obviously hard.
"Why can't I touch your nipples Mother?"
Not waiting for her to answer and not taking no for an answer, he purposely disobeyed his mother. He slid a slow hand across her nipple, first one way and then the other way. Continuing to slide a slow hand, he did the same to her other nipple. Then, watching her reaction to his sexual disobedience, he fingered her nipples, first one and then the other. Pinching them, pulling them, turning them, and twisting them in between his thumb and index finger, as if they were mini cocks, he watched her nipples immediately erect themselves bigger and harder.
"Joey," she said breathlessly. "Oh, my God," she said fluttering her eyelashes. "Because my nipples are one of my erogenous zones, if you continue fingering my nipples in the way you're doing now, you'll get me sexually excited," she said staring down at her son's engorged prick. "And if you get me sexually excited, I swear to God that I'll suck your cock."Joey's jaw dropped while imagining his mother blowing him.
"You say that as if there's something wrong with you sucking my cock Mother," he said.
Joey stared at his mother staring at him.
"There is something seriously wrong with me sucking your cock," she said seemingly trying to make sense of a nonsensical situation while trying to maintain a standard of acceptable decorum between her and her son. "With you always wanting more and never satisfied with all that you have, I know you. If I blew you, not satisfied with just a motherly blowjob, you'd want to cum in my mouth and you'd want me to swallow your cum," she said.
Joey smiled.
"Again, you say that as if there's something wrong with that," he said.
She rolled her eyes and sighed while a naughty smile escaped her lips.
"If I blew you now, once we were home, you'd want me to blow you all of the time. You'd want to make love to me and maybe even fuck me whenever you wanted," she said. She twirled her black hair between her fingers while seemingly becoming more sexually aroused with the thoughts of her son fucking her any time he wanted. "If I gave you what you sexually wanted now, I'd no longer be your loving mother. I'd be your sexy bitch. I'd love to have sex with you any time you wanted."
She said those things about him making love to her and fucking her any time that he wanted as if she wanted him to make love to her and as if she wanted him to fuck her any time he wanted. Seeing through her and ignoring her feigned protestations, he looked at her with a shit eating grin as if he already knew her sexual intentions and incestuous agenda.
"Again, mother, you say me wanting to cum in your mouth and watch you swallow my cum as if there's something wrong with that," he said with a little laugh. "Besides, I'd love for you to be my sexy, MILF of a bitch."
She rolled her eyes again while sighing loudly and heavily.
"I'm your mother, Joey, and you're my son," she said trying to maintain her motherly role. "I'm not some whore you picked up in a bar. Isn't it enough that we're sitting on a nude beach naked in celebration of Nude Day on my birthday? Must I blow you too to make you happy and sexually satisfy you?"
With the both of them already knowing the answer to her question, he wondered if that was just a rhetorical question. Seemingly it was a question that neither volunteered an answer. Unable to hide her sexual excitement, Betty looked away from her son to look down the beach before looking out at the water. Without any doubt in his horny mind, he knew she wanted to suck his cock. It was obvious to him that his mother wanted to blow him. Yet, with them already naked, it was up to Joey to say the right thing to persuade his mother to have sex with him. It wasn't enough that he was celebrating her birthday, on a nude beach naked, and on Nude Day. Now he wanted to have sex with her too, especially after she hinted that she had thoughts of having sex with him when they were in the car.
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He'd love nothing more than for his mother to give him a blowjob. He'd love nothing more than to cum in her mouth while he fondled her big breasts, fingered her huge nipples, and watched her swallow his cum. Only, he suspected his mother wanted more than that. He suspected his mother wanted more than just giving him a blowjob. He suspected that his mother wanted him to give her sexual satisfaction too. Taking her hint, for him to get what he so wanted later he needed to sexually satisfy her now. He suggested his sexual proposition.
"Instead of you sucking my cock Mom, what if I ate your pussy," said Joey staring at his mother's glistening cunt. "What if I fingered you and licked you? What if I gave you an orgasm?"
She gasped her sexual excitement and fanned her face with her hand. She turned her head from looking at the water to gaze at her son with sexual arousal. She flashed her a big smile. She always looked more beautiful when she smiled and the fact that she was sitting on a beach towel naked, made her look ever more beautiful to him. With her not even having to vocalize her answer, her big, brown, beautiful eyes that sparkled like jewels already twinkled her affirmative answer.
"That will work," she said with a little, naughty laugh while looking off to the right to make sure that there was no one approaching.
With everyone off in the distance, Joey immediately made himself comfortable between his mother's legs. With his legs longer than the blanket, his toes were buried in the warm sand while his fingers were buried in his mother's pussy. Rubbing her clit while fingering her, he lowered his face down to bask in the musky aroma of his mother's vaginal secretions before sticking out his tongue to lick her. Getting even more comfortable between his mother's legs, he lowered his mouth down further to finger her while licking her. Then, licking and licking her while rubbing her clit harder, fucking her deeper with his long, stiff finger, and licking her faster, he reached up his other hand to feel her breasts and finger her nipples.
'Oh, my God.'
If it wasn't enough that he was seeing his mother naked and she was seeing him naked too, he was eating his mother's pussy. He couldn't believe he was licking his mother's cunt. He couldn't wait to give her an orgasm so that she could give him one too. In the way he was licking her pussy, he couldn't wait until she was sucking his cock. In the way that he couldn't wait for her to cum in his mouth and swallow his mother's cum, he couldn't wait until he ejaculated in his mother's mouth and she swallowed his cum too.
It was obvious to him by her sexually excited reaction that the more he pulled, turned, and twisted her nipples, the more sexually excited she became. Unable to wrap his brain around the quickly sexual happenings of this day, he couldn't believe he's seeing his mother naked. He couldn't believe she's seeing him naked and even told him that he has a big cock, a prick bigger than his father's dick. With one sexy, sexual, incestuous thing leading to another sexy, sexual, incestuous thing, he couldn't believe he was eating his mother's pussy while feeling her big tits and fingering her nipples.
With her on the verge of cumming, it wasn't long before he had his mother wiggling her sexual excitement all over the blanket. It wouldn't be long before his mother would be cumming in his mouth. Maybe after he ate her, she'd want him to make love to him right here on the nude beach. Maybe after he made love to her, she'd allow him to fuck her, really fuck her hard by pounding her pussy in the sand so hard that she'd have another orgasm. Being that they were alone with no one around, maybe after he fucked her, she'd suck his cock, allow him to cum in her mouth, and allow him to watch her to swallow his cum. He'd love nothing more than for his mother to suck him and swallow him.
Determined to make his mother cum, Joey continued eating her pussy while rubbing her clit and finger fucking her. He closed his eyes when she pulled him by his hair and then by his ears to mash his face in her sopping, wet pussy. With his face buried in his mother's cunt, she held his head in place in the way that he couldn't wait to hold her head in place when he was humping her mouth and fucking her face. For a second with her vaginal secretions not only in his mouth but up his nose, he couldn't breathe but what a wonderful way to die. Continuing to rub her clit while licking her pussy and while reaching up his other hand to finger her nipples, she was so close to cumming.
He'd like for her to cum. Wanting to give his mother an orgasm, he wanted her to cum. He wanted to see her cum and hear her cum. There was something special about not only eating his mother's pussy but also about making her cum too. With her always in control, just once, he'd love to control her body by giving her an orgasm. Except for the surprise birthday gift that he had waiting for her back at the house, he couldn't think of anything better to give his mother for her birthday than culiningus along with a sexual orgasm.
"I'm going to cum Joey. Oh, my God. I'm going to cum. I don't believe I'm going to cum from you eating me. Don't stop. Please don't stop," she said putting a heavy hand to the back of his head, pressing his face forward, and holding his head in place. "Rub my clit harder. Fuck me deeper with your finger. Lick me faster. Oh, my God Joey. Oh, my God. Don't stop. Please don't stop."
Obviously forgetting where she was, unfortunately her screams of sexual passion attracted some unwanted attention. The ever obedient son, Joey rubbed his mother's clit harder while fucking her with his finger deeper and licking her faster. Concentrating more on his mother's pussy than on their public surroundings, literally and figuratively, they both had their eyes closed to all that was around them.
"I love licking your pussy Mom. I love fucking your cunt with my finger while feeling your tits and fingering your nipples," he said. "I can't wait to make love to you. I can't wait to feel my cock inside of your pussy. I can't wait to feel my cock in your mouth. I can't wait for you to blow me."
As if they were in her bedroom having sexual pillow talk, seemingly she enjoyed him talking dirty to her.
"Oh, Joey. I love it when you talk dirty to me, but less talking and more licking," she said mashing his face in her cunt again.
Determined to make his mother cum while continuing to talk dirty to her in between licking her, Joey licked his mother faster while rubbing her clit harder.
"I can't wait for you to cum in my mouth Mom. I can't wait to fuck your cunt Mom. I can't wait for you to suck my cock. I can't wait to cum in your mouth and watch you swallow my cum," he said.
Suddenly, as if she was possessed by the Devil, her whole body tensed. Suddenly she stopped squirming around the blanket and popped open her eyes. Suddenly horror and fear replaced her incestuous, sexual passion.
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"Joey! Joey! Joey," she screamed.
With her calling out his name, he knew she was getting ready to have an orgasm. Wiggling her shapely legs and her round ass, she tried to sit upright. Digging her heels in the soft, blanket covered sand, she tried to move away from him but Joey held her down in place with a heavy, forceful hand to her chest. Determined to get his mother to cum, intent on giving her a sexual orgasm, he didn't want her leaving just yet.
She'd have to wait until it was over. She'd have to wait until he gave her an orgasm. Still needing to prove his point, he wanted to finally know if she sexually wanted him as much as he sexually wanted her. Her having an orgasm was his key. If he sexually excited her enough to have an orgasm, then she wanted him as much as he wanted her to discovering his answer.
If she didn't have a sexual orgasm, then he was pressuring her and coercing her to give him sex. If she didn't have a sexual orgasm, then she didn't sexually want him in the way that he sexually wanted her. He'd rather not force himself on his mother. He'd rather that his mother gave her body to him willingly and out of the sexual, incestuous lust that she had for him and that he had for her.
"Joey! Joey! Joey!"
Concentrating on giving his mother an orgasm, he refused to allow her up and let her go. No doubt, as soon as she got away from him, she'd get dressed and march back to the car. Maybe she had second thoughts about him making her cum. Maybe she felt embarrassed or ashamed that her son was about to give her a sexual, incestuous orgasm with his tongue and with his fingers. Yet, the more she called his named and the more she tried moving away from him, the faster he licked her, the harder he rubbed her clit, the deeper he fucked her with his finger, and the more incestuous, sexual passion he showed her.
"Oh, Mom, I love your cunt," he said hoping his dirty talk would put her back in the mood to cum. "I love you big tits. I love you Mommy," he said reaching his hands beneath her ass to lift her torso to his mouth.
While feeling and squeezing her naked ass, he literally pinned her cunt to his lips. Lifting her hips higher, he pushed and squished his face in her pussy. Wanting her to cum, he licked her faster and fingered her deeper while feeling her tits and fingering her nipples with his other hand. Squirming and trying to get away from him, she was trying to get up off the blanket.
"Joey! Joey! Jesus Christ! Joey! Wait! Stop," she said pushing back on his shoulders. "Fuck! What the fuck? Are you kidding me? You fucking bastards! Get the fuck out of here you nasty perverts!"
As if a seagull was shitting all over his mother's beautiful, naked body or as if it was snowing little snowballs on a hot July day, Joey looked up in time to see three men standing over his mother's head. Having just finished masturbating themselves, they ejaculated their cum all over his naked mother. Too shocked to react, not believing his eyes, he couldn't believe what he was seeing. Unable to react in time, too late to do anything about it now that the sexual abusive damage was already done, other than to chase them away, he couldn't believe three men sexually disrespected his mother in such a vile, sexual way. He couldn't believe that three naked men gave his mother a cum bath.
"Oh, my God," he said. "Get the fuck out of here! What the Hell is wrong with you?"
Instead of fleeing, they continued ejaculating gobs of cum all over his mother's pretty face, her big breasts, her flat, tone stomach, her round, shapely shoulders, and in her beautiful, black hair. As if they were three, soft serve machines spilling out cum instead of ice cream, when she screamed, they ejaculated their cum in her mouth. Big globs of cum landed all over his mother's face and in her mouth. Whether inadvertently or deliberately, he watched his mother swallow the men's cum. Jealous seeing her getting a cum bath when it wasn't his cum bathing her while watching her digest their cum, he couldn't believe his mother had a mouthful of someone else's cum.
In all of the cum baths he's seen on the Internet from watching pornographic videos, as if they've been saving their cum all month long, never has he seen as much cum coming out of three men. As if she was having a mud bath at an exclusive salon or at an expensive spa, his mother was literally covered with cum. Three, naked strangers, middle aged, Caucasian men in their forties and fifties with bald heads as round as their potbellies had just given his mother a complete cum bath. He couldn't believe his eyes. As angry as he was sexually excited, he looked to see his mother's reaction to see if she was as sexually excited to receive a total cum bath of if she was angry to be so physically violated, publically humiliated, emotionally traumatized, and sexually abused.
Shockingly and unbelievably, instead of his mother looking angry, instead of his mother looking outraged from being physically tortured and sexually abused, she was smiling. As if it was snowing men, he couldn't believe his mother was laughing with sexual glee. Never even thinking that his mother loved receiving a cum bath, something that he could now do with her with his friends, seemingly, his mother was happy to have men masturbating all over her face and naked body. He couldn't believe his eyes. With the look of pure jubilation on her face, he couldn't believe the ecstatic look on his mother's face.
A shocking revelation for him to suddenly digest, his morally modest mother, the love of his life, is a slut. Unless she suddenly lost her mind, for her to be happy and laughing after three strange, perverted men gave her a cum bath, she's a whore. It's one thing for her to be an incestuous slut and whore, his personal slut and private whore but it's something else for his mother to be a world class slut and a public whore for any man, three men to cum all over her.
Yet, one to go out of her way to have sex with anyone, including him, especially with him, obviously now that she had incestuous sex with her son, that one sexual thing opened the floodgates of dirty decadence and deviant debauchery. Just by him eating his mother's pussy, seemingly their one incestuous act and sexual encounter has turned his mother into a porn star. With her willing to act out her sexual wants and needs on the sands of a nude beach, on Nude Day, her birthday, his mother is incorrigible. Now, he couldn't wait to have her all to himself. He couldn't wait to get her home.
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Then, not hardly done, when he turned to look around to see if anyone was watching this public display of decadent debauchery, the was a whole crowd of naked, horny men. As if his mother was suddenly transformed into Lara Logan and pinned down and stripped naked in Egypt's Tahrir's Square by a mad mob of Egyptian men, there was a crowd of naked men waiting to have their sexual turns with her. Unable to stop the sexual assault, with so many of them and only one of him, there was nothing that he could do.
'Oh, my God. There are so many men ready to have sex with my mother's naked body.'
He couldn't believe his eyes how many naked men there were. Even more unbelievable than the number of naked men waiting to have their sexual turn with her, he couldn't believe his mother was smiling and laughing. He couldn't believe his mother was seemingly enjoying about to be gang raped. He couldn't believe his mother was going to be pulling a dozen man, gangbang train. If only he knew his mother enjoyed gangbangs, maybe once they're safely home, he can enlist his friends to gangbang his mother while he watched.
'Choo! Choo!'
"Joey! Joey! Joey!"
Every time she called his name, thinking she was in trouble or in pain, he looked over at her ready to help her. Yet, it was obvious that she didn't need any help from him. It was obviously to him by her smiling, happy face that she was enjoying the sexual assault. If she wanted any help from anyone, she wanted to have sex with even more men.
"Joey! Joey," she kept calling his name in fright, in fear, in pain, and in sexual arousal. "Joey!"
With there too many naked men for him to stop from having their wicked, sexual way with his mother, as if they were ants at a picnic or killer bees in s horde, they swarmed his mother. As if she was the lone, topless, drunken woman standing in the middle of Bourbon Street in New Orleans, a dozen men attacked her. As if she was a porn star making a porn movie or a stripper on stage giving live sexual acts, two dozen hands touched her, felt her, fondled her, groped her, and had sex with her.
Taking their sexually twisted turns, two men stuck their cocks in each of her hands, one man lifted his mother up and bent her forward to stick his erect prick in her pussy, while a fourth man stuck his prick in her mouth. With one man humping her from behind and a second men humping her from the front, looking much like a giant paint mixing machine, she didn't even have to move her hands to give the other two men a hand job. One after another, after another, as soon as the four men ejaculated their cum inside of her pussy, inside of her mouth, and all over her, four more men stepped up to take their sexual turns with her. All that Joey could do was to watch his mother being gangbanged on Nude Day for her 47th birthday on a nude beach.
Oh the tragic shame of it all. Poor Betty. Poor, poor, pitiful Betty. With her not having sex with anyone to having sex with her son and now to having sex with a multitude of naked, male strangers, this is one birthday and one Nude Day that mother and son will never forget.
"Joey! Joey," she screamed ejaculating a cock from her mouth with her tongue for her to speak only to have someone else stick their cock in her mouth. Joey! Joey! Joey!"Unable to do anything about his mother so sexually taken and so physically abused, he was as angry as he was sexually excited. His mother helplessly calling his name will haunt him, albeit sexually excite him, for the rest of his life. Yet, seemingly, as least she appeared that she was enjoying being gangbanged. For sure, this is the best birthday she's ever had. With nothing that he could do, all that he could do was to watch...while waiting his turn.
'Next! Who's next?'