"Seriously, sweety. I can carry more." Candice Memphis stood at the entry to the teak plank walkway that led out to the sands on Barker's Island with a mere canvas bag slung over her shoulder. She was a short, bubbly, blond haired woman who was deceptively young looking, especially for a woman in her forties. Something in her daily routine was transforming her and practically making her age in reverse. Perhaps it was because she was eating healthier and working out regularly. Perhaps it was the licentious lifestyle she rather quickly adapted to. Perhaps it was the endless loads of incestuous cum her hung son either pumped into her lewd holes, or dumped recklessly onto her mature shapely body. The only real telltale sign of her masked age were her full voluptuous breasts that hung lower than would be expected of a twenty year old, but even that could be explained by their obvious size and weight.
"It's okay. Really. I can handle it." Simon Memphis, the only child of Candice, replied as he juggled two large beach bags hoisted onto his right shoulder, two vinyl lounge chairs tucked under his left arm, and a large bag--containing a disassembled beach umbrella--held tightly in his right hand. He was a charming, handsome, young man, fiercely loyal to the women in his life, and what he lacked in courage he made up for in blessed physical gifts. Not referring to his height, or his broad chest, chiseled abs, or deep V cut; those he worked on quite diligently to maintain some level of overt sex appeal. Rather, he was endowed with a fat heavy cock that grew immeasurably long and fat, and was seldom successfully concealed by his garments.
The load Simon carried made him awkwardly shuffle across the gravel parking area, not due to its weight, but rather the bulkiness of each object he stuffed into his arms.
"Sweety, please. I think I can carry more than one bag." Candice playfully objected.
"I want to carry this." Simon doubled down. "And I want you to not have to worry about a thing, and just enjoy the day." He smiled.
Candice returned her son's smile, "I'm with my handsome hunk. Of course I'm enjoying the day." She had waited until he caught up with her before she continued onward to the bright white sands of the island.
As Candice walked down the pathway, she lifted her head to catch the warm sun on her face. Even through her thick sunglasses, the heat caressed her skin and soothed her body. When a large gust of wind came up and surprised her, she grasped her wide-brimmed straw hat and held it to her head.
"Don't lose that." Simon chuckled. His mother simply turned her head to look back at him and laughed.
'What a beautiful day,' Candice thought as she continued down the walkway. 'This is just perfect. I can't remember the last time I felt this invigorated. This happy. And my sister was right, these suits are so freeing. It feels incredible to be nude in public.'
Nude wasn't quite correct, but with the bikini Candice had chosen, she might as well have been. It was a bright blue colored, micro bikini design. A taut string ran under he exposed swaying breasts, but provided no support. A thin, barely an inch wide, strip of fabric was just enough to cover her nipples while leaving no imagination to her tanned pebbled areola. And the bright blue straps of her bottoms were only visible as they rounded over her wide hips.
While following his mother down the path, Simon was in fact having the time of his life. The cumbersome load he carried seemed weightless in his arms as he became entranced and salivated at the sight before him.
'She must be, like, doing all squats now.' Simon thought, watching the sexy sashay of his mother's rolling hips and her perfect ass bouncing with each seductive step. 'Oh god, she's swallowed that thong.' He lusted as he licked his lips. 'So fat. So juicy now. I actually wanted this be a relaxing, romantic, trip to the beach, but if I don't fuck her soon...oh god I'm going to end up taking her right on the sand.'
Simon's lust-driven concentration was temporarily broken when a tall, platinum blonde woman in a hot-pink bikini passed them on the walkway returning from the beach. Her hair was pulled up in a tight, wind-blown mess at the back of her head. Like Candice, large, deep-tinted sunglasses shielded most of her face. Her darkened tanned skin glistened in the bright sun from sweat and sun oil. And behind her, she pulled a collapsible cart on wheels that contained several towels, a recliner, and an umbrella.
"Hello." Candice greeted the woman.
"Hi." The stranger replied as the two women exchanged smiles. Fortuitous for the platinum blonde, her dark shades concealed her bulging stare as she scanned the mother's body.
'Oh...my...god! I can't believe what she's wearing. NOT wearing.' The woman thought aghast. 'Someone thinks pretty highly of themselves. Like she's got the body for that. Although, her skin's flawless. And she's got great breasts. Natural? They hang like they're natural. Hips are a little wide, I bet she's had a kid, but they go great with that ass. How old exactly is this woman?'
Normally, it would have been safe to presume that Candice suffered the embarrassment of her puffy pink pussy lips swallowing the narrow strip of her micro bikini bottoms. However, the new Candice was a self-assured confident woman who rather enjoyed putting her lewd body on display. The thin fabric still covered her sensitive clit, and that was enough for her.
The stranger then caught the gaze of the young man trailing behind the scantily clad woman. He simply smiled and nodded, acknowledging her presence, and then continued to trundle down the pathway like a loyal beast of burden.
"Hi." The stranger repeated before she did another double take. 'Okay, what the actual fuck is going on. Did those shrink on him?'
Simon, at first glance, wore a seemingly normal pair of swim shorts. They were a red, reddish pink, and beige flannel pattern, with a large white drawstring tied in the front. Perhaps the offensive part was that his suit was exceedingly tight in the crotch, and hung suggestively low on his hips. So low, in fact, that the pronounced "V" of his chiseled abdomen forced the stranger's eye to what became obvious was the top of his exposed root.
'Walking around with his dick hanging out!? I can't...not look at it. There's so much stuffed in there. He's like, full on display. Sure, just walk around naked all day. God, this must be their "normal" thing.'For all the criticism and disapproval in the woman's head, she couldn't help but feel a little impressed as well. Nor was she able to take her eyes off the unusual couple. As she passed the laboring young man, she turned to watch them exit off the path. 'Not even a peek of thong on that woman's ass. And that gorilla, mmmm, something about him. No harm in watching them I suppose; I still have a few hours to kill.' And with that final thought, the stranger paused for a moment, and then returned back down the path to the open sands.
***
"Over here looks good!" Candice called out to her burdened son. Her shouting barely carried over the rushing wind and rhythmic crashing of the surf.
Simon joined his mother standing on the beach. "Excellent spot," he smiled. "I'll get us a comfortable setup."
Simon placed the vinyl chairs on the ground first, then the canvas beach bags on top, then proceeded to open the canopy bag and assemble the large umbrella.
"I'm surprised it's not more crowded. I expected to see a lot more people here." Candice commented as she looked around.
"Barker's Island is still pretty residential. Not a lot of touristy stuff to do." Simon surmised as he secured the umbrella post deep into the sand. "Plus, I think the bridge traffic is a deterrent for most people."
"This suits me just fine. I feel like it's been ages since just you and I had a chance to be together. Let alone, go to the beach." Candice reflected as she aided her son in laying out a very wide beach towel; wide enough that four adults could lie down, shoulder to shoulder, and still be comfortable.
"I am sorry about that, Mom." Simon guiltily replied as he unfolded the chairs and placed them in the relaxing shade casted by the umbrella. "I feel like I've been so busy, pulled in so many directions."
"It's okay, sweety. Really. Our lives have changed so quickly in so many wonderful ways, but it's been hard to keep up with everything. Between you and my sister, I'm surprised I have time for anything other than hot sex." Candice explained rather cheerily. She then crouched under the umbrella, reclined one of the beach chairs, and stretched out in a very relaxed position. "Aaaaah, I cannot get over how beautiful today is." Simon simply smiled as he laid down on the large towel next to his mother, like a hunting hound enjoying his master's company. "I suppose it's typical, we live at the beach but hardly ever go." She laughed.
"Oh, for sure." Simon replied. "I guess it's not a novelty for us? But I think we're just like everybody else. Unless you take time off, it's hard to actually go to the beach every day."
Candice turned her head and smiled at her handsome son. She extended her left arm and caressed his shoulder. And when she looked up, she thought she saw someone familiar. "Hmm, I think we have a fan."
***
The statuesque platinum blonde from the walkway had returned to the beach. The rather suggestively dressed, risque looking, couple she had encountered while attempting to leave the island sands had awakened a sleeping voyeuristic spirit inside her.
'I still can't believe they would dress like that out in public. I mean, I'm not exactly modest myself, but my suit is more acceptable than the one that horny bitch was wearing.'
The tall blonde stood at the mouth of the walkway and slowly scanned the beach from left to right.
'There was something about them though. Something hot. Almost forbidden. Are they nudists? Why else would they walk around like that? They want people to stare at them. They want to be watched.'
Not far off to her right, she located the objects of her desire. From a distance, it appeared as if a short nude woman in a broad-brimmed straw hat stood on the sand with her bag, while her rippling male companion smoothed an extremely large beach towel onto the ground.
'There they are! Good, I didn't lose them.' The woman thought as she made her way slowly in their direction. 'I don't know what exactly it is about them. Why do I feel so...compelled to watch them?' As she walked towards the "unsuspecting" couple, she moved further back on the sands closer to the dune grass. 'I hope they don't recognize me. They'd probably think it weird that I was leaving, and then came back as soon as I saw them. Just have to get set up as quickly as possible while they're distracted.'
To expedite the assembly of her spying position, the woman had chosen to forgo the use of her umbrella, and simply expanded her recliner and placed a towel down next to the chair. Her cart, she placed on the other side; she hoped to conceal from the couple anything they might recognize when they passed by her before.
'This should do. I don't think they've seen me, although it's hard to tell where she's looking with those sunglasses.'
The modelesque blonde took a deep breath and smiled to herself.
'Okay. Time to act natural. Better get more sunblock on. I didn't intend on being out here any longer. Or get any darker.'
Her left arm rooted around in her beach bag until she retrieved her spray-on sunscreen.
'Hmm,' she paused. 'The aerosol can could be too loud. I don't want to attract their attention. I should use my backup, if I remembered to bring it.'
She searched her bag more thoroughly and was relieved when she found her bottle of spf lotion. 'Thank goodness. This stuff is a lot thicker too.' She flipped the cap and produced a large dollop in her right hand. 'I'm past my limit. God I hope I don't burn today.'
The beautiful routine-beach-goer busied herself applying a healthy coat of cream to her exposed body. Her hands easily glided over her slippery skin as beaded droplets of sweat mixed with the oily contents of the lotion. As she massaged her legs, she appreciated their length and toned shape. 'Much nicer than hers.' She thought. And as her hands crept closer and closer to her bikini line, her eyes darted to the broad-shouldered young man laying at his mistress' side.
'He is quite handsome. Very strong looking.' The platinum blonde thought and unknowingly thrusted her hips forward into her hands. 'I wonder...nnnnn...what it would feel like. If he caressed my thighs. His hands getting closer...closer, until her touches my...'
"Gasp!" The woman gave a short, quiet, shriek when she realized her own right hand had slipped beneath her fluorescent hot-pink bottoms.
'Fuck me, that's new. I've never been so caught up in a fantasy that I started touching myself. At least, not out in the open like this.' She removed her hand and brought her legs tightly together. 'What kind of classless bimbo touches herself in public anyway?'
Despite her demeaning dismissal, the seed had been planted. And did not keep her thoughts from turning more sexual as she smoothed cream into her flat stomach and then further upwards until she was palming the lower half of her large spherical breasts.
'Mmmm, to have strong hands on my breasts. Groping them until I moan. Pretending to hate it but begging for more. Ssssss, a mouth on my pussy. Mmmm, I can hear him tell me it's the most delicious cunt he ever ate.'
Her mouth hung open and her tongue licked her parched lips. Rivulets of sweat trickled down her long slender neck; it tried to sooth the heat pulsing in her chest but it would not relent due to a new found hunger rising within her.
'She's pretty cute herself. Tiny little thing. Bubbly. I wouldn't mind letting her watch. Getting feasted on in front of another woman. She could touch herself for me. She was practically showing it off before, barely hidden behind that tiny suit. I bet if I asked, she'd split those pink lips for me. Hovering over me while my own kitty is sucked and tongue fucked. Getting closer and closer. Letting me draw my lips...'
"Come on. Let's take a dip."
A faint voice was heard over the ocean winds and it snapped a squirming daydreamer out of her steamy fantasy.
The platinum blonde stranger looked over at the exhibitionist couple. The woman was standing in front of the lounging young man, with her back to the water and her right arm extended towards her lover.
There was a short exchange between the couple but their discussion was inaudible over the crashing waves and swirling wind.
'Guess they're going for a swim.' The woman thought as the young man sprung to his feet and escorted his lewdly dressed companion to the water's edge. 'Whew! A chance to calm down before they get back.'
As the excitable couple reached the breaking of the waves, the fit masculine bull scooped up his prize and waded further through the water.
'They're either a new couple, or they've been together forever.' Even as they swam, the blonde surveyor continued to watch their frolicking. 'They're always laughing. Oh god, they're one of "those" couples. Everything is happy and wonderful. You're the best! No, you're the best!' She chastised a seemingly healthy looking relationship, such overt and "gushy" displays she found beneath her, but it was a poor façade to disguise the jealousy she felt.
'I don't think they've separated from one another this entire time. Their hands are...wow...really all over each other.'
Even at a distance, it was quite easy to discern that the embrace between the two obvious lovers was in fact a groping session.
The woman had clung to her mate with her arms over his shoulders and wrapped tightly around him. And her legs were coiled around his hips like a snake. His hands were planted firmly on her juicy fleshy ass, which was apparent every time he lifted her out of the water.
Their "playful" demeanor in public seemed to include pushing the limits of societal acceptance as much as possible. With her heels and toes, the risque woman would push the young man's already low-hanging suit further down his hips. His laughter seemed genuine, but before his better half could complete her task, he would dunk their bodies into the salty water just up to their necks.
'So I guess the game is "how can we become more nude?"' The pejorative spectator thought as her laser focus on the couple made her completely oblivious to everything else around her. 'I'm half tempted to walk down there and flash them myself. Show them what a hot blonde is supposed to look like.'
An idle threat, but the woman's show continued as the young man raised their bodies out of the water again. With their faces pressed so closely together, the stranger missed some of the finer details of their affection. Truthfully, she would have been disappointed to miss out on watching their passionate kiss. It was an oral battle between lovers--opposite of 'tug-of-war' in a manner--as their tongues pushed back against one another and fought for supremacy in the opposite mouth.
After what appeared to be an endless session of making out, the woman shifted her arms and held her man's face in her hands.
'Let me guess,' the newly awakened voyeur thought as she correctly discerned they had taken a break to simply talk. 'I love you more. No, I love you more.'
Perhaps a petty interpretation of the situation, but as the stranger continued to watch them, the young man had turned their bodies so that his back was to the beach. And not long after, the daring woman succeeded in forcing his swimsuit completely off his hips. The ebb of the tide and flow of the water did the rest of the work and sufficiently pulled the wet trunks further down his legs.
"Oh my god!" The statuesque peeper blurted out as her head lifted off the back of her lounger. 'Showing his ass to everyone at the beach?' Her mouth was agape as she witnessed her first public nudity. 'Well, all three of us.' A quick check of her surroundings revealed to her that the beach was sparsely populated.
The saltwater-covered woman threw her head back in laughter as the man remained steadfast in his stance. The foamy contents of the surf somewhat disguised his exposed pale posterior, but to anyone paying attention the situation was obvious.
'These are some brazen nudists,' the stranger thought. 'It's obvious. They want people to watch them. I'm glad I came back then.' She licked her lips and tasted the salt in the air.
The petite blonde playmate slid her right arm around to the front of her exploitable lover's body. Her actions were sufficiently concealed, however, it didn't exactly require someone even halfway clever to discern what she was doing when the young man's back arched and his hips thrusted forward.
'Oh fuck! Is she doing what I think she's doing? She is. She has to be. I've seen enough men thrusting like that. She's jerking him off! I'm sure of it.'
Such a revelation caused the voyeur to rub her thighs together once more. Never had the temptation to massage her own pussy been greater, but what little reservation she had left, it kept her from fully masturbating in public.
"Ssssss," she hissed through her teeth. 'I wonder how big he is. Is she pumping him hard and fast? Maybe she's teasing him. Driving him crazy by just rubbing the head.' The beautiful stranger wiped some sweat from her forehead and sucked on her right middle finger. 'I'd like to get that slippery meat between my fingers. Get him nice and hard and coil my fingers around his...mmmmm...strong muscle.'
Splash!
The young man, fearing the inevitable consequences of such daring stimulation, quickly submerged both their bodies into cloudy water.
'Dammit! Must've been getting too hot and heavy for him. If you're gonna put on a show, at least make it a good one.' The secret voyeur complained. 'Ugh. I guess they're done for now.'
The previously "proud to be on display" couple stayed in the water, concealed up to their necks, for quite some time. They had remained in one another's embrace and simply allowed themselves to be swayed and cradled by the gentle current.
With very little going on in the water between the two sexy exhibitionists, the disappointed stranger rested her head back and shut her eyes.
***
PLOP! A short, beautiful, blonde mother let her exhausted body fall onto the wide beach towel her son had prepared for her earlier. Salty ocean water still clung to her flawless skin and brightly reflected the light of the high sun. Her broad muscular son towered above her and basked in her glittering jeweled appearance.
"Enjoying the view?" Candice asked. Her eyes were tightly closed to avoid looking into the sun, but she knew her son never missed an opportunity to appreciate her figure.
"As a matter of fact, I am." Simon replied. There was a slight chuckle in his response. "Your boobs are out."
"They are?!" Candice seemed only mildly surprised and not at all embarrassed. She lifted her head and squinted her eyes. "Oh my. I am on full display." She laughed. "This suit didn't cover anything anyway. You can thank your Aunt for suggesting this."
"Mmmmm, I'd rather thank you for wearing it." Simon said in a low soothing voice.
In a very suggestive and inviting manner, Candice widened her legs, bent her knees and pulled her feet closer to her body. Simon accepted his mother's invitation and knelt between her burning hot thighs.
Reaching in her bag, Candice retrieved a very large bottle of sunblock. "You don't mind, do you?" She said as she held the bottle out towards her son. "I burn easily. And I don't want that to ruin any of our fun later," she winked.
"You want me to put sunblock on you?" Simon asked with a slight hint of sarcasm in his tone when he took the lotion from his horny mother.
"Of course." Candice replied sweetly. She puffed up her chest and spread her legs even wider.
"I take it, you want me to apply it...everywhere?" Simon asked almost rhetorically.
"Oh come on," Candice shot back playfully, but slightly annoyed. "You know how this works." Her heavy breasts were lying to each side. With her hands, she cupped each breast and teased her hardened nipples with her thumbs, she stressed and bent them until they stood out harder and longer. "You start by rubbing me down with lotion, then you get closer and closer to my breasts, or even better my empty wet pussy. Then I start moaning and teasing you that I'm your mother and you shouldn't touch me like that. And eventually you'll get so turned on that you can't help but pull out that impressive cock and slide it deep into my greasy...oily...body."
Squirt! "Wow!" Simon replied so shocked that he squeezed the sunblock bottle too hard. "Sounds like you've got this all figured out."
"Sweety," Candice said with her left eyebrow cocked, "it's the oldest trope. Well, almost. We could go home and you could deliver me a pizza. Or clean my pool." She jested.
"We don't have a pool." Simon corrected.
"I was just making a joke...sigh nevermind." Candice tossed her head to the side and rolled her eyes. "Oh, by the way, your Aunt Brigit is getting us a hot tub. She says it's best if we put a hardscape out in the back before it can be installed."
"Sooooo...she's really giving us work." Simon commented. He was slightly aggravated at the prospect of being the one to have to lay cement and install pavers.
Sensing her son's wandering mind, Candice had to bring him back to the task at hand. "Are you getting that dick out or should I start without you?" She teased as her right middle finger slipped over her barely covered mons pubis.
"You're right, Mom." Simon, on his knees, nestled closer in between his mother's legs. He tipped the bottle of sunblock into his open left palm, but paused for a moment. "You know, I just got a nasty idea."
"Oh yeah?" Candice replied as she lifted her head off the towel. "How nasty?"
"Very." Simon assured. "I just hope we're not being watched too closely." He looked over at the closest person on the beach, which was a woman suspiciously close. 'Her head is turned this way, but she appears to be asleep. I think.' Not wanting to delay any further, he hooked his left thumb into the waistband of his swimsuit and yanked it down further and further until the engorged fat tentacle growing out of his pelvis sprung free from its confines and flopped! onto his mother's shiny sweaty stomach.
Squirt, squirt. Simon produced two large dollops of cream in each palm and then firmly massaged his mother over her ribcage.
"Mmmm," Candice cooed. While her son's hands went to work on her sides, his forearms mashed her full mature breasts and rolled them up and down her chest.
The beaded sweat and salt water that decorated Candice with a shiny coat mixed well with the creamy lotion and provided her son with a slippery surface to slide all over her body. His hands moved to her chest and encircled her glistening heavy breasts.
"Ooooooh sweety. You always make me feel soooooo good." Candice moaned and hummed from her son's contact. "Your strong hands on my fat mommy tits...nnnnng...always turns me on so much."
Simon salivated at the sight of his mother's skin so wet and oily. His drool rained down on her as her soft fleshy tits squished and expanded between his fingers.
"God Mom, you're so sexy. You've always been the sexiest woman I've ever known." His hands then slid up to massage her shoulders and slender neck. "You think you have to work to turn me on. But the truth is, just seeing you, smelling you, the slightest touch...oh fuck!...turns me wild. I always want you nnnnnnnnnggh!" Simon ground his pelvis hard against his mother and groaned when he felt the blissful heat of her sex.
"Gasp! Oh sweety!" Candice cried out when she felt her son's heavy bloated balls mash against her hungry pussy. "Haah! Haah! I can feel you vibrating against my tiny clit." She lifted her hips in excitement. "Mmmmmmm, they must be excited," she chucked. "Churning out so many little swimmers. I hope you're going to dump them all over me."
Schlip. Schlip. Schlip.
"Nnnng, that's the plan." Simon said as he pinned his mother's shoulders down and slid his balls up and down her leaking pink slit.
"Oh sweety, really?" Candice replied with an eager excitement.
"Mmm-hmm." Simon affirmed while biting his bottom lip. The heat from the sun combined with his exhilaration caused rivers of sweat to run off his face and back. It trickled down and mixed with his mother's wet coating. "I'm gonna fill your cunt with my fat fucking cock." He dropped more of his weight onto his welcoming mother. The heat from his body made her juices flow and spill out of her wet slit, the area underneath her butt was quickly becoming soaked. "Haah. Haah. I'm gonna aaaaahshoot my cum all over you. And really work it into your skin. Nnnnnng...your gorgeous tits will be caked in my cream. Gobs of it will be smeared all over your chest and stomach. I'll put such a thick load on your face, it'll be the strongest SPF you ever had."
Candice squirmed underneath her manly dominator. She kicked her legs out, swung them to his sides, and squeezed him with her thighs. "Oh my god! You're making me so wet. You know just what to say to make me cum all over you."
In a low husky voice, Simon continued, "this isn't just talk. You'll be coated in it. Reek of it. It'll drive you insane all day." He split his mother's folds with the fat cum-chute along the underside of his cock. He loved the feeling of his mother's juices liberally basting his member and making him nice and slippery.
Slik. Slik. Slik.
Candice laughed at her son's last statement, but not in mockery. "I'm already your 'cock-addicted-whore-mother', how much worse can I get?"
"Ha ha! And I'm your 'pussy-addicted-slut-son'." Simon replied.
"Then this whore mommy wants everything her slut son said. Give it all to me!"
"This is for that little stunt in the water." Simon disingenuously threatened his sexually-charged mother as he leaned back and gave his thick hard meat a few healthy strokes.
"But that was so much fun. And you loved it Oooooooooo." Streeeeetch. Candice's teasing was short-lived when she felt the narrow strip of fabric of her bikini bottoms moved to the side, followed by the glorious sensation of a fat intruder pushing past her delicate pink lips and thoroughly stretching her velvety honey hole. "Aaaah my god. I can feel it in my hips. I love how you spread me so wide."
"We need to be careful. It's a little too obvious we're having sex." Simon whispered almost ashamedly.
"Haaah! Haaah! K...keep going sweety." Candice's cries grew harsher and breathier. "There's only aahone other person nearby. And she's...oooh yeaaah...been watching us since the boardwalk."
Simon was careful not to turn his head as he glanced to the golden-tanned beauty to his right.
'She looks asleep. Although her head is conveniently turned towards us.' Simon thought as he hoped that his vulgar display of affection was indeed going unheeded.
To any surveyor taking a quick gander, it appeared as though the stranger had innocently fallen asleep in the hot sun. However, the woman's right leg was bent slightly in an effort to conceal from the couple that her left middle finger, ever so subtly, was keeping her slit moist and her hooded clit at attention.
Schliiiiiiiip. Schliiiiiiiip.
"Nnnnnnnnnnnnnng oh sweety. Sooooo deep." With her eyes closed, Candice cooed and moaned as her son stuffed her love-cavity to its capacity. "When you go slow like that, I can feel every thick inch, every vein...mmmmmmmm every hard texture of your perfect manly cock. Oooooooooo you're rubbing the right spot so hard." Her high-pitched whimpers were a sign to her son that his body could send her into endless throes of ecstacy.
"Oh god! I can't get over the sight of my cock fucking your sexy body." Simon burst out as his hands dug into the wide matronly hips of the cocksleeve beneath him. "With your flatter stomach, it bulges through your abs even more. It's gotta be wrecking your insides!"
"Oh fuck me! I love getting my pussy wrecked." Candice quietly called out with a huge smile. "My body has one talent, and that's taking your huge cock to the hilt. Fuck me balls DEEP!"
Schliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip.
"Huff. Huff. I can't take this. Dammit!" Simon cursed as a thousand waves of exhilaration washed over him. "I could fuck all day long, but only you drive me insane and make me have to cum almost instantly."
Candice grabbed her son by his wrists and with better leverage tilted her pelvis upwards. "Isn't that the point?" She laughed. "Aren't you supposed to unload all over me? And then work that creamy spunk into my body?"
"Fuck! When you talk like that, it doesn't make it any better." His mother's dirty teasing always made Simon overly excitable. With his right hand, he gave the side of his mother's buttock a playful smack!"Here, roll over." He ordered.
"Hee hee." Candice giggled at her son's directive. "You think that's going to make it easier to fuck me?" Her devilish smile hid a secret. 'He's got me right on the edge. I'm ready to burst! And he never lasts as soon as my cunt starts squirting all over his cock.'
When Candice had comfortably positioned herself onto her stomach, she pulled her knees up slightly and presented her empty pussy to her son once more.
'Oh fuck that's perfect.' Simon's head spun with dizziness as the heat and scent of his mother's sex corrupted his mind and left only animalistic lust-filled desires.
Slip! "Goddamn!" Simon grunted. "From any angle, this cunt sucks me in and it feels soooo good."
Candice bit her lip as she felt her son's giant meat log stab through her body and push her harder into the beach. Simon then retrieved the bottle of sunblock again and hovered the nozzle over his mother's puckered anus.
Squirt!
"Oh my goodness!" Candice gasped when she felt the cold soothing lotion splash against her tight hole. "Sweety, I don't think I'm going to burn there."
"It's not for the sun," Simon corrected. "It's for this!"
"Aah!" Candice yelped in pleasurable agony. Her son had lined up his left thumb with her defenseless hole and inserted it as far as he could into her back door. "Oh sweety. Haah! Haah!Filling both my naughty holes at the same time. Aaaaaaah! Now who's the one teasing to get me to cum early?"
"Rrrrrr!" Simon grunted like a frustrated animal. "I know your cunt well, Mom. It can massage my cock as well as any handjob." He groaned as he felt his mother's muscles work his shaft like a series of warm slippery hands stacked one on top of the other along his shaft. "Nnnnnnng! I knew you had something up your sleeve."
The animalistic rutting, and being forcefully pounded into the towel, while in public was more than Candice could handle.
'What happened to being careful?' Candice thought with a smile. 'Oh my god! He's fucking me so hard. And using my ass for leverage. Aaaaah! I'm so happy my old body can still turn him on this much. I'm such a good mother!'
"💕Oh Simon!💕" Candice had stuff some of her beach towel into her mouth to stifle a piercing shriek of ecstasy.
PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISH!
Burning hot pussy squirt burst from the seal created at the entrance to her pussy by her son's massive meat.
"FAAAAH EEE!" Candice buried her face into the blanket-covered sands for fear of announcing to the entire island that her own son was making her cream herself right on the beach.
PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISH!
Another blast of crystal clear pussy juice ricocheted off Simon and soaked the towel beneath them. The amount of fluid was building up and a trail of wet sand could be seen making its way down to the breaking waves.
"Rrrrrrrrr!" Simon growled again. "💙Goddamn I love your pussy cum. It's soaking my dick! Oh fuck you're cumming all over my dick!💙"
"Ooophf!" Candice suddenly cried out. She felt the immense pussy-pounder leave her exploding honey pot so quickly that it lifted her torso off the towel.
"AAAHH!!Oh fuck! Here we go! Here's your first batch of my cream! AAAHH!!" Simon blurted out as he vigorously stroked his twitching cock that was thoroughly covered in his mother's glistening juices.
SPUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURT!
"Yes! Oh my god yes!" Candice's climax continued and even swelled to a new height when she felt a thick weight stream of sludge splatter hard against her back. Her son's splooge was shot with such force, that she could vividly feel his living cream rush up the channel of her spine and spill over her shoulders. "Gasp!" She was startled when she felt a set of powerful hands wrap around her waist and flip her onto her back.
"Roll over! Quick!" Simon demanded in a panic. "HAAH!!I wanna paint your stomach! Your fantastic tits! Fuck I want it so thick on your face you can't even see! HAAH!!"
SPUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURT!
Simon's cannon fired another heavy payload. It struck his mother's stomach and splashed against the underside of her tits.
SPUUUUURT! SPUUUUURT!
With two more volleys, Simon painted Candice's once nourishing milk-giving breasts.
"💕Yes, that's it! That's it! Keep showering me! Drench my filthy body in your loving cum!💕" Candice, in anticipation of the impending facial from her son's proclamation, tilted her head upward, closed her eyes, and left her mouth hanging wide open.
"Of fuck! I can feel it! It's gonna be a HUGE ONE!" Simon frantically prepared his lust drunk mother.
SPUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURT!
"Oh my god! It's so m-mmphf!" SPLOOSH! PLOP! Candice gleefully celebrated her son's thick manly spunk clinging to her delicate body. "Gulp...gulp. You always make so much for me. I'm so proud of you sweety." As she gave a hard swallow, the feeling of such a rich sludge traveling down her esophagus made her body shudder and tingle, and aroused her empty pussy all over again.
"Haaaaaah...haaaaah..." Simon's breathing was harsh and heavy, like a great beast after a particularly difficult kill. "No one turns me on like you do, Mom." Simon spoke in a deep tone as he hovered above his mother's body. Candice felt more heat radiating from his body than she did from the bright sun burning overhead beating down on them.
"Sluuuurp." Candice smiled as she licked her cum soaked lips. "Mmmmmm now Simon, how about that massage?"
***
'Look at that perfect, delicious, body.'
Not far from the lewd and depraved couple, a sexually frustrated platinum blonde stranger confidently watches the pair from behind her thick tinted sunglasses.
'Oh my god! He came so much...that's, that's impossible. And he's...he's smearing it everywhere. It's...so hot. And she wants him to do it. This slut is so aroused by it.'
The woman's bright pink bikini bottoms were terribly soaked and had bunched up between her puffy outer lips. Carefully, and slowly, her left hand gripped and massaged her smooth mound.
'She's disgusting. Who would actually enjoy all that...manly semen, sliding down their body? It...it almost looks like she's dripping. Ready to cum.'
Slik. Slik. Slik. Her fingers were busy attending to her increasingly sensitive clit. Her index and middle fingers slid alongside her rigid nub, and every so often she'd give herself a few playful squeezes.
'Oh my god. Look at her hips humping. Her ass, flexing. Those tits. Enormous. What a classless bitch. Mmmmmmmm! Yes, she's more like an animal. Of course she is, he's so hot, with that chest and those abs glistening. She gets to have him anytime she wants. Him. That dick. Delicious. I want...'
The woman's sexual agitation was becoming more apparent as she squirmed in her beach lounger. Her fingers slipped inside her boiling hot cunt to escape the pressure of her thighs rubbing together.
'Looking at her tits, they're hardly impressive. Just fat flopping jugs. Mine are so much fuller. Perkier. I'd let him work that bull-sized dick of his up and down my perfect pair. Mmmmmm, to feel such thick...hot meat in my hands. Against my chest. I...I...I'm going to...cum.'
"Haah! Ayaaah!" The woman could not stifle her cries. Luckily, the loud blowing winds disguised her brief yet powerful orgasm. 'What's wrong with me? Why do I want him so badly? Nnnnng, to lick his cock. To put his balls in my mouth...to suck...to chew. Every succulent inch of his body.'
Nectarous pussy waters flowed from her revved-up honey pot and trickled down the firm flesh of her ass and onto the seat.
'Would...would he want my body? Oh fuck just take me...and do everything to me that you're doing to her.'
***
"Oh sweety, this is heavenly. I can feel millions of your little swimmers tightening and rejuvenating my skin." Candice basked in the loving attention of her only son as his strong hands worked a pungent, slippery cream all over her exposed skin.
Slowly, Simon's hands gilded along the tight muscles and sensuous curves of his mother's perfected figure like a skater on ice. Clumps and globs of thick fragrant spunk were lathered all over her skin and left slick glistening streaks in their wake. As Simon slid his batter around her stomach, and generously coated her tits, blobs of cum dripped down her sides and plopped! onto the towel beneath them.
"It's so hot. And so, slimy." Candice moaned. "Ha ha! It's actually pretty gross, but I love it! The dirtier the better."
Simon licked his lips, and swallowed hard before his drool escaped his mouth and added to his mother's fluid saturated body. "I'm going to make you the hottest, dirtiest mother on the beach. I'm going to work so much cum into your skin, you'll forever reek of my cum and my cock."
"Aaaah! Aaaah! Oh yes sweety! Yes! Mark me as your cum whore. I'll be yours forever! Stain me with all your healthy spuaaaAAAAHHH!"
PIIIIIIIIISH!
A burst of hot pussy squirt short forth from Candice's still horny hole and power washed her son's sweaty abs.
"AAAH fuck Mom! I love when you cum all over me too! I wish your body could shower me every day! AAAH!"
Spurt!
Unexpectedly, Simon still had one round in the chamber. A short, but thick, ribbon of liquid pearl flew through the air and struck his mother's neck before pooling at her collar bone.
"Oooooooh sweety! That was wonderful!" Candice sighed as her index and middle fingers delicately wiped the heavy sludge covering her eyelids. "I feel a little guilty...suk slurp...we could have just stayed home and done this all day." She laughed.
"Haaah...haaah..." Simon staggered, needing to catch his breath. "And miss out on this gorgeous day? Plus, I was dying to see you all oiled and shiny in your new bikini."
"You get to see me naked whenever you want." Candice laughed. "What's so impressive about me in a bikini?" With a very light touch, she gently rubbed and smoothed the clinging semen all around her face. She was careful not to get any in her eyes and made circular motions on her forehead, cheeks, and chin.
"I dunno." Simon shrugged, hypnotized by his mother's lewd actions. "It's alluring, I guess. Like, the parts of you covered up become even more forbidden, and I have to see them."
"Mmmmm, can't take your eyes off me then, huh?" Candice smirked and glanced to her left. "You AND our new 'friend'." Her son went to turn his head in the direction her eyes were looking, but she sharply stopped him. "Don't make it obvious sweety. She's probably pretending to be asleep, but I'm sure she's still watching us."
More carefully, Simon sat up, stretched, and used his right arm as cover as he studied the peeping stranger not far from their setup. A beautiful, tall, bronze-tanned, platinum blonde woman in a hot-pink bikini lay stretched out on her lounger. Her face was sufficiently hidden behind large dark sunglasses, but her perfectly round tits beam back at Simon as if they represented how wide-eyed the woman really was.
"She's trying to hide it, but her breathing looks a little fast. I'll bet you anything she's got her hand buried down those tight bottoms of hers." Candice always took great satisfaction when another woman desired what she had on a daily basis. Sometimes, multiple times a day. "Looks like she really enjoyed herself." Candice laughed as she studied the woman more closely. 'Heavy breathing. Legs are shaking. And...haha, yes. Sucking on your bottom lip.'
"Hard not to with how sexy you are." Simon replied.
Candice smiled and traced her son's chest. "Oh, you charmer. But not just me, sweety. If I was a stranger, and saw you flaunt that sexy body on the beach, I couldn't stop myself from masturbating." Candice gave her son a light squeeze with her thighs. "The only difference, I'd do it at your feet and beg for your cock like some dreamy sex-starved bimbo."
'My mother, always has a way with words.' Simon laughed to himself.
"How daring do you feel?" Candice asked with a very malevolent look on her face.
"What do you mean?" Simon replied with a furrowed brow. "I just pulled my dick out in public and came all over my mother. I'd say that's pretty daring."
Candice's grin had grown wider. "What would you say if I wanted us to walk over there and introduce ourselves to our new 'friend'?"
"Wait. Mom, are you serious?" Simon quickly leaned forward and replied with a very concerned look on his face. "Right now? You're still dripping with my cream. And I'm not soft enough to stuff back in my suit."
"So, don't." Candice instructed. "Let's just get up, and walk on over. Exactly like this."
'Oh my god. What's happened to my mother?' A great panic had begun to rise within Simon. Not due to the prospect of approaching a complete stranger on the beach, but because he realized at that moment that his mother had a terrible power over him. "Y...yeah, sure Mom. Anything you want." He replied with a forced smile.
"I want to see her go crazy for your cock." Candice teased rather giddily.
***
'That was quite the conversation. I wonder what they were talking about.' The beautiful stranger thought to herself. '"I love you more. No, I love you more." Probably one of those couples.'
Still reclined in her beach chair, the woman kept her gaze fixed on the alluring couple.
'Oh, they're getting up now. Probably to wash all the gunk off. In the heat of the moment, I think I would like the idea of man emptying a huge load on me. Especially with a body like mine, but I would need to wash off as quickly as possible.'
She was about to adjust her chair and sit more upright when she noticed something that made her freeze.
'Oh my god! His dick is still out! He's...he's not putting it away.' She was in shock as she continued to watch. 'And there she goes, stripping off that yarn she calls a swimsuit. She does have a great body. Quite petite. No wonder he likes her, can probably pick her up and do it anywhere. Wait, she's pointing at his trunks? Is he...he is...taking them off. OH MY FUCKING GOD! No-no-no-no-no-no-no! They're not walking to the water. They're walking this way. Oh my god they're coming over!'
"Hi! How are you?" The short blonde woman greeted the stranger with a bright and cheery tone.
The platinum blonde stranger yanked her hand away from her still leaking pussy and abruptly sat up. "Uh...uh...um, hi! Hello." She stammered.
"Rather forward of us, walking over like this, but you looked like you were having fun watching us." Candice teased in a calm, soothing voice.
"What? No! I...I wasn't watching." The stranger shot back, but her guilt was apparent in her tone.
"No?" The cute blonde responded, still calm and with a bright smile. "You didn't pass us on the pathway, come back to the beach, and stick around to watch my son cum all over me?"
The young man fought to remain motionless, but his head jerked to look at his lover.
"Wait a fucking minute. Son? Did you say son?" The stranger shrieked in horror.
"Hee hee. You're acting shocked, but you're turning bright red." The cute blonde observed as bent forward and hovered over the appalled stranger. She let her heavy breasts dangle free in mid-air, and collections of a somewhat redolent, white looking gel dripped from her bust.
'That's so disgusting. I know that's his semen and she's letting it drip right...next...to me. His dick...it's just bobbing there. Why won't it go down any further? How could he shoot that much and still not be completely soft?'
"You've been out here a while. We were worried that you ran out of sunscreen." The petite woman held her right hand out for her lover to take, and then she pulled him closer to the panting, sweating stranger. "Perhaps, we could help you with that." She spoke softly as she began to slowly stroke her "son's" softening member.
"Haah. Haah. N...no, thank you. I uh...don't need any help." The increasingly aroused stranger replied, sounding short of breath.
"Really? Are you sure? We don't mind." The suspiciously young looking woman spoke very sweetly and calmly, her voice had begun to have a hypnotic effect on the unsuspecting stranger. The cream coated woman held her man firmly by the base of his cock, and pulled him in even closer.
The sopping wet head of a fat cock bobbed in front of the stranger's face.
"I saw how much...how much he c...shot all over you." The platinum beauty blushed. "I c-c-can't imagine he has any left."
"Ha ha! That was a lot. Even I was surprised." The cute blonde laughed as her left hand rubbed her stomach and smeared the slowly drying contents. "Here, lie down on your towel," she instructed. "I'll get him up and running." And with that she gave her lover a playful smackI on his tight pale buns.
To the platinum stranger's own astonishment, she found herself complying with the other woman's instructions. 'Why am I doing this? I should leave. I should tell them to leave. To get the fuck outta here! But even knowing what's going to happen. I'm doing what she says. I'm going to lay down, and he's going to get on top of me. And probably jerk off onto my face. No, he'll take that disgusting sticky dick and fuck my face with it. Oh god, my perfect tits. He's going to wrap my breasts around his cock and use my body until he's satisfied.'
"Are you okay?" The cute, yet dominant, blonde asked. "You look nervous. We're only here to help. You looked so lonely having to take care of yourself."
"I'm...haah haah...I'm..." The stranger knew the words she wanted to say, but she was embarrassed to do so. She had to force them out of her mouth. "I'm overwhelmed." She slipped her sunglasses off, and for the first time the couple saw the woman's eyes. And what they saw was raw instinctual desire. "You...you can do anything you want to me. But please, whatever you do, don't stop."
The young sweaty stud dropped to his knees at the end of the towel, lowered his head and crawled up the stranger's body.
"Mmmm, your scent is very strong." The young man said as he brushed his nose against the fluorescent pink fabric of her bottoms. His eyes darted upwards to see his new mistress chewing on her bottom lip. "It's very sexy." He complimented in a husky voice.
"Oh my god!" The stranger yelped when she felt the hard pressure from the young man's tongue stroke her already massaged lips. "I don't want to be teased. Just fucking eat my cunt!" Her hand flew to her crouch and yanked her soaked bottoms out of the way.
Slurp. Slurp. Slurp.
The young man went to town on the new pussy freely offered to him. His thumbs parted her folds and revealed flawless pink walls dripping with her fragrant succulent juices. His tongue darted into her gaping hole and scooped up mouthful after mouthful.
"Gasp! You're such a savage." The modelesque platinum blonde squeaked. "Haah...haah, oh I could get used to this. Mmmmmm, someone eager to eat my pussy whenever I wanted." The woman cooed as she unknowingly lifted her hips to press her juicy snatch harder into the young man's face.
"He loves pussy. Addicted to it, in fact." The domineering blonde explained. "He'll drink every drop, if you let him. He'll bathe in your cum. He'll coax every last ounce of fluid until you're a dried out husk."
"Oh my! That sounds intense." The thrusting stranger replied.
"I wish I were exaggerating, but he's insatiable." The blonde woman then positioned herself behind her enthusiastic lover. "Here sweety," she said, giving her man a light smack! on his tight ass. "Move up. And let her feel that impressive cock."
The cute blonde's companion complied and paused his pleasurable pussy-licking, but he did not remove his tongue from the woman's firm sweaty body.
"Aaah!" The platinum beauty moaned. 'He's a talented little fucker.' She thought as chills ran up and down her spine.
The shameless young man had drug his tongue up her slit, scraping her throbbing clit, and continued up her flexing stomach. Beads of sweat trickled down the center trench of her abs, and the thirsty hound lapped up and swallowed every salty drip.
'Oh my god. He's not just after my pussy cream, he's literally drinking my body's sweat.' That realization made the stranger quiver under the hung bull's solid body as he traveled further and further up her muscles and curves.
As the young man approached the tall beauty's chest, the taut string of her bikini top barred his way. She quickly arched her back, reached her right arm behind to untie the knot, and violently swung the thin strips of fabric over her head.
The young man's tongue snaked between the stranger's breasts, and savored a dense pool of her body's liquid.
"Sssss," the platinum blonde hissed. 'What is it about him? How does he do this? Every touch, every inch he creeps up my body...oh god I feel myself getting hornier!' "Aaaahh!" She cried out. "You're tongue...between my breasts...oh fuck! God, you're making my nipples so hard!"
The petite "mother" lounged on her side next to the pleasured stranger. "Oh you were serious!" She said in giddy excitement. "Damn these things are getting rock hard!" She teased as her right hand strummed, flicked, and pulled on the defenseless strangers erect nubs. "Seeing how turned on you are, mmmmmm it's getting me incredibly hot."
"Haah! Haah! My...my body's on fire. You two...aahh...you're like sex demons!" The writhing stranger cried out.
"Demons?" The cute blonde questioned. "She thinks we're demons? No my dear, we're more like nymphs. Or sprites. Randomly bestowing untold pleasure on those who clearly need it."
The young man popped free of the voluminous cleavage that encased his head, and drew his long wet tongue up the stranger's neck to her jaw leaving a bright slimy trail in its wake.
"Oh my god! I'm gonna burst!" The platinum beauty hollered out. Before she realized what she had just uttered in public, the young man with a log hanging between his legs slid his waist up her torso and sawed her wet cleavage with his mighty tool. 'My god. His cock! Even soft it feels so...impressive!' As if compelled by a thousand horny cheering voices in her head, she placed her hands on the outside of her bouncing titties and mashed her tender flesh against the aggressive fuck-stick.
Slik! Sik! Slik!
"Oh yes, sweety! Fuck her tits good. Look how much she loves it. Gripping you so tightly." The cute blonde cheered.
"Your tits...haah haah!...they feel incredible. Oh fuck! The way they're swallowing my dick." The hung stud howled. "F...fuck! It's so good. I wanna get hard. It's just...aah ahh...too soon."
"She hasn't got forever, sweety." The cute blonde replied. "Here, lean forward."
The young man dropped down and braced himself with his arms just above the platinum stranger's head. Her body was still being used for his selfish masturbation, and as she looked up at him she saw his face twisted in an intense and pleasurable anguish.
"Let me just press your special recharge button." The cute blonde replied so nonchalantly. And with her right index and middle finger, she scooped up some gelatinous fluid from her chest that was still viscous.
"GAAH!" The handsome stud spat. "Nnnnnng...harder! Deeeeeeeper!"
The sexually seasoned petite blonde skewered her mate's ass and turned him into her personal finger puppet. Her fingers wiggled and twisted inside his indefensible tight anus. They probed deeper until the woman found his magical p-spot.
"Mmmmm, there it is." The cute blonde giggled. "You're so sensitive there, sweety. I'd think you'd be used to it with as much as I fuck your little prostate."
"Rrrrrrggh! Huff...huff!" The young stud grunted. "I can never...get over how good it feels. Aaahh! It gets my balls churning again. And it makes me want to fuck so much that my cock won't stay down."
The helpless platinum blonde starred wide-eyed at the monstrous phallus pistoning between her slick sweaty tits. 'Oh my god, it's working. His thing is...surging! It's pushing my breasts apart. And it's so hard...grinding against my chest. Fuck me, his veins are scrapping my perfect tits.'
SLIK! SLIK! SLIK! The sound of an increasingly turgid cock sliding lewdly between a giant pair of tanned tits was made ever louder by the copious amounts of gleaming syrup that had begun to spill out from the gaping mouth in his slit.
"Oh god! Cough! Gak! He's cumming already! Spit!" The platinum blonde screamed in a panic as waves of semi-clear fluid quickly washed over her mouth and eyes.
"Ha ha! You wish." The petite woman laughed. "Go ahead, sweety. Wash her face with all your delicious precum. Let her gulp it down and get addicted to it."
"I'm sorry Miss." Splash! "Fucking your tit's just feels too good. I...I...can't stop it." The young man desperately fought to show some semblance of decorum, which the stranger found strange seeing how he was enthusiastically using her body to coax yet another huge load.
"If you don't want it splashing in your face," the petite woman began to advise, "then I suggest covering up the tip."
Inferring her mistress' meaning, the beautiful stranger slipped her hands around the drooling cannon, just behind the fat purple head, and held it steady to slide her wide pink lips around.
Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!
"How's that feel for you, sweety?" The mother of the couple said.
"Fucking fantastic!" The son replied. "She's just taken the head, but her tongue is going nuts!"
"Are you enjoying it?" The dominant woman asked.
"Mmmphf phfff mmhmm." The face-fucked woman replied.
"How 'bout a little more?" The petite blonde then slipped a third finger into her humping lover's ass. The sensation caused him to lurch forward and spew and obscene amount of seminal syrup into the fuck-doll below him.
'Oh god I'm drowning!' The stranger quickly pulled her mouth off the cannon and turned her head to the side. Drool and precum disgorged from her throat while the twitching cock unceremoniously drenched the side of her head. "Cough! Cough! You crazy bitch!" She cursed when she finally caught her breath.
"You're right, that was a bit too much. Sweety, let her get some air." The petite beauty said as she removed her fingers from her lover's ass.
The compliant boy-toy slid down the seminal swallowing slut and sat up on his knees just above her stomach.
"Don't get me wrong...spit!...that was...really hot." The splattered stranger corrected. "I just...wasn't expecting all that." She said as she wiped her face and sucked her fingers. "And you said he still hasn't cum?"
"Not even close, but if you'd like to give him a hand, I'm sure he's close." The petite blonde said with a very cheeky smile.
"Fuck me I wanna cum so bad. Haah! Haah! I don't know exactly what it is. But I think stroking my cock on a complete stranger, out in public, fuck! has me really excited." The young man panted as his engorged dick grew even harder. He jumped and groaned when he felt strong, yet delicate, hands encase his shaft and caress his slippery tower up and down.
"Your magnificent cock is having the same effect on me." The sexy stranger said in a very deep throaty voice. "And you promised to help keep the sun from burning my perfect body."
Schlik! Schlik! Schlik! Before the young man's eyes, the surprising seductress beneath him turned into a gifted handjob performer. Her hands rotated around the shaft in opposite directions as they moved in unison along his pole. Her greasy palms scrubbed the thick pulsing veins which sent blissful ripples up the stud's body and made his brain delirious with pleasure.
"NNNNNNGH!" The horny buck let out a deep animalistic groan. "Fuuuuuck me that's good! Ma'am, you're gonna have me blow my fucking load all over you in no time."
"Oh yeah?" The dripping stranger teased. "You think you're such a fucking stud, don't you?" She had begun to exude confidence, and decided to tease and taunt her new toy. "Not enough to cover one bitch in your disgusting spunk, huh? You had to come over here, dick hanging out, and release your pent up gooey cream all over a hot model's perfect body."
SCHLIK! SLIP! SCHLIK! SLIP!
"Oh fuck it's true!" The young man cried out in pleasurable anguish. "Ever since we saw you spying on us...AAH HAAH...I knew I wanted to stain you with my cock as well!"
"Me? Spying on you? How dare you suggest such a thing!" The heavy-chested stranger fired back coyly as she feigned innocence. "You and your...mother," calling the woman that was particularly hard for her to say, "were practically showing off all over the beach. You two are disgusting! I was just some innocent bystander, a hot fucking piece of ass you two forcefully took for yourselves!"
"AAAAAYYA!" The petite blonde shrieked as her left hand pumped her soaking cunt. "Oh yes! We had to have you! Your huge tits! Your body dripping with sweat and oil! I had to have my son cum all over you! AAH!"
"OH FUCK! STOP! BOTH OF YOU! I'M GOING TO CUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUM!!"
The young man's cum chute filled beyond capacity with his pent up jizz, and he shouted to the Heavens above just before...
SPUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURT!
A thick, pearly white, immeasurable load of creamy heavy spunk poured out of the stud's cock and cascaded over the stranger's chest. Her high chest did nothing to hinder the flow of such rich cum as it perfectly glazed her tits and erect nipples. The flood aggressively encroached upon her neck and spilled to the sides to cover her shoulders and back.
"AAAARGH! IT'S STILL CUMMING!"
SPUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURT!
A second, wonderfully painful, explosion of cum erupted from the man's already taxed slit.
"OH MY GOOO-PPPPTFF!" The increasingly slim-covered stranger's gasps of terror were cut off as a wave of splooge fell upon her face and SPLAT! hard against her sweat beaded skin. 'It's so hot! So heavy! Oh god I feel it pooling over my eyes. Caking against my lips. My face. My pores. Saturated with his cum. It's so gross. Fuck me I want more!'
"HAAAAH! HAAAAAH! OHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCK! AAAH!" The young man chanted in a panic as he felt another volley surge up his sensitive swollen stick.
SPUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURT!
In a last ditch effort to further defile his new mistress, the cumming stud lifted his body high and pointed his final blast at the stranger's lower stomach.
Lying in shock from the degrading torrent of cum that was soaking into her body, the platinum blonde basked quite pleasantly in the soothing and relaxed feeling that overtook her. 'I can feel it. Splashing against my belly. It's running down. Oh god it feels so hot. Covering my pussy. I can feel it, sliding between my lips. His manly cum is so hot for me. It's trying to make its way inside me. Even his sperm want to fuck me!'
"💕YOU'RE SUCH A MAN! A STUD! OH MY HANDSOME SON! YOU ALWAYS CUM SO HARD. SO MUCH!💕" The petite blonde fingered herself vigorously, and feeling a climactic rush of her own, she hand angled her pelvis nearly straight upward.
PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISH!
Scalding hot pussy squirt arched through the air in a wide spray. The young man, massaging his softening sausage, simply closed his eyes and smiled as the crystal waters tenderly rinsed his rippling body, and he savored the feeling of once again being claimed by his lover's sex.
"Haaaa...haaaa," the petite sex pot panted. "Don't get too relaxed. Our work isn't done." She said with a devilish smile on her face.
The young man moved to the stranger's left side, while the woman in the couple stayed to the stranger's right.
"Just relax," the petite woman said. "This is going to feel amazing. Better than you could ever imagine."
The statuesque platinum blonde laid motionless on the sun-beat beach, and surrendered herself entirely to two complete strangers who used every moment, every prop, and every person they could to satisfy their insatiable lust. Her lips parted, and before a clump of nutrient rich semen could fall onto her tongue, she let out a sigh as she felt both soft and a strong hands dance together across her stomach.
The lewd sex-stained couple let their hands glide over the tight skin of their reluctant play toy. The stranger licked her lips and swallowed hard as the young man's hand grouped her bare breasts, as if forcing so many gooey living cells deep into her flawless globes.
Like a plow pushing snow, the dainty blonde collected her lover's spunk in her hand and pushed glob after glob of pearly sludge down the stranger's darkened tan legs. She giggled as the stranger dug her hands into her towel and rubbed her thighs together.
The young man smoothed a glossy coat of his natural cream over the stranger's collarbone and shoulders. He quickly applied the lumpy solution over her arms to keep the excess from dropping from her body.
The hands, molesting and soiling her body with sperm, stirred her arousal to new heights, so much that she pulled both hands up to her face and wantonly smeared the thick contents all over her face and neck.
"This is so disgusting. Your thick cum is clinging to my body. Working its way in. What have you sick fuckers done to me? For whatever reason, it feels so good rubbing this vile cream into my skin." Her words were that of someone offended, but the stranger spoke with a soothing tone and smiled as her fingertips caressed her jaw and neck.
"It was a shock to us too." The petite beauty replied. "But it awakened something terrible and wonderful in us."
"He's...haah haah...he's not really your son, right?" The semen soaked stranger panted.
"Of course not." The bubbly blonde lied through a convincing smile. "But it did make you hotter, didn't it? Thinking this is my son. And having a hot mother-son couple rub you down, smearing his thick load all over your incredible skin."
"Aaah! Aaah! Oh god yes!" The woman cried out. Her breasts heaved and rose as she continued to take large breaths. "So," she said while looking at her mistress' equally saturated body. Her cum had tried, and the stranger swore the other woman's skin was significantly tighter and more youthful. "I guess we should go rinse off in the water."
"Rinse it off? Why would we waste such perfectly good nourishing cream? Let this cake onto your skin. And wear it for the rest of the day. You could even leave it on when you go to bed tonight." The beautiful petite woman instructed.
The young man chuckled to himself. "Ha ha. It's one thing for you to walk around plastered with my cum all day. But she's not like us." He held his hand out to the stranger, who was running her own hands over her slimy figure.
"No!" She replied sharply. "I...I actually...like this." With suggestive hooded eyes, she looked up at her attendants, "besides, it's going to do wonders for my skin."
***
The proud and satisfied mother, Candice Memphis, stood by the rear of her SUV while her son Simon finished putting their beach wares into the back of the vehicle.
"Excuse me! Excuse me!" A feminine voice was carried by the wind and desperately sought to catch the couple's attention.
The incestuous mating pair spun their heads around to catch who was calling out to them. Unsurprisingly, the greasy coated platinum blonde woman came bounding up to them with a very excitable demeanor.
"Huff. Huff. I wanted to catch you two before you left. Look, I've...never experienced anything like that. You two are just...incredible." The woman spoke quickly and almost frantically. "That was like, a once in a lifetime experience for me, but it's probably every day for you, isn't it?" Candice and Simon shot each other knowing glances before the woman continued. "I was wondering...is there any way...we could like, hook up again? Tomorrow?"
Candice and Simon looked at each other again, but their expressions had changed to sadness and reluctance. "I'm afraid we're not from the island. We're just here for today." Candice explained with an apologetic tone in her voice. She hated to see the disappointed look on the woman's face. "But perhaps," she thought with a raised eyebrow, "this gives us a good reason to come back." Candice had become quite gleeful.
"And soon." Simon quickly added.
"Here. Let me give you my number then." The stranger eagerly offered.
Candice happily added the woman's info to her contact list, and then held her hand out for the woman's phone. "In the spirit of new friendships, let me add ours." And after a few quick inputs, Candice handed the woman back her phone.
"'Horny Mother', and 'Slut Son'." The brazen new acquaintance read aloud. When she looked up, she saw Candice's smile beaming back at her. "Right," she winked. "Well, at least it makes you two easy to remember."
***
"Sigh."
'Having dinner.'
Swipe.
'On the boardwalk.'
Swipe.
'Going for a hike.'
Swipe.
'At the movies.'
Swipe.
'Oh look! Having dinner again.'
Amarosa Ball sat alone in her dark living room, she scrolled through a profile on her phone while her television streamed a sitcom that failed horribly at keeping her attention. The glow of her phone illuminated her scowl and revealed an angry, seething, glare in her eyes, as if possessed by hurt and betrayal. The muscles in her jaw shifted and bulged as she clenched tightly and ground her teeth.
'Can always had everything. Shorter. Smaller. Never as pretty. And yet, how is everyone always falling over themselves trying to make her happy? Patrick treated her like a queen. Better in fact. Like he never noticed she had hot sisters. And her son, so devoted. What's your secret? Why does everyone think you're so great? So perfect.'
Swipe. Amarosa jumped to another album on her younger sister's social media page.
'Ulck! Even Brigit now?' Amarosa's face twisted when she saw picture after picture of her two sister's appearing to have the time of their lives. 'Since when did you care about Can and Simon? And to comment each picture with "best sister ever!" That's as big "fuck you" to me.'
Suddenly, with each swipe of the album, Amarosa had begun to study her younger sister more closely. What the actual fuck? Are you aging in reverse? Why does she look...younger? Fuller? She must have posted these out of order.'
Amarosa, an exceedingly beautiful woman, was unjustifiably jealous of her sister's newfound youth and transformative sprouting beauty. She had a small nose but round full lips that overwhelmed her face. A defined jawline, along with her dark eyes, gave her a stern and commanding look. And her jet black hair, that hung down to her chin, was cut short and parted to her left side. Her loose gray tee hung off her shoulders yet clung to her large, mature, hanging breasts. She wore no bottoms however, for good reason.
Amarosa unfortunately suffered from a condition that deposited her body fat only between her pelvis and her knees. Her hips were enormously wide, and her glutes and thighs immeasurably thick. The rest of her body remained proportionate, but she was cursed to walk around with an ass that could easily fit a person between her fat fleshy cheeks. Whenever she did not have to, she never bothered with leggings or underwear.
Amarosa, compulsively and angrily, continued to view her younger sister's page that hosted an abundance of images featuring a happy mother and son at various lunches and dinner outings. She found herself lingering for quite a while on pictures of her nephew working in her sister's yard. Pictures of a topless sweaty Simon jogging. Pictures of a hulking Simon swinging a heavy rope in his mother's backyard. It was nearly lost on her that her nephew, with newer and newer posts, was always wearing shorter and tighter bottoms.
"Sigh." 'She's such a good mother. God, look how happy she is with her son.' Her thumbnail clacked!loudly against the screen as she swiped harder and more aggressively. 'It'll cost me at least fifteen dollars a month just to hear from my daughter.'
Amarosa closed out of the photos and opened the message prompt to send her sister a private correspondence. Her thumb moved quickly, expertly, and infuriatingly as she composed a nasty message. 'These posts go weeks back. Not once. Not once did she call or text. Not for lunch. To go shopping. Not even to say "hi."'
A tear had actually formed in the corner of her left eye, and her thumb hovered over the 'send' button.
'No! That'll just make me look pathetic. Brigit will make sure she cuts me out of Can's life. Always defending our "helpless" sister. I think it's time I dropped by to see "little sis." And tell her exactly how I feel.'