I ran my fingers across his chest, it was dark but the moonlight and lights from the house danced across the water and i felt my sons cock raise under his shorts and caress my inner thighs. I inhaled sharply, and I could see him start to breath heavily and turn red.
"Mom..." I put my finger over his lips and leaned into him and felt his penis slide between my legs through his trunks. My breasts pressed against his chest and I slid my tongue past his lips, exploring his young mouth. It was amazing, I never could have imagine how good his lips would taste. He wrapped his hand around my waste and forcefully pulled me into him, it was so fucking hot.
His other hand caressed and groped my ass and I ran my fingers through his wet hair. I pushed him away a little and pulled the string on my bikini top, letting it fall off my round, perky breasts which were now completely exposed. He stared down at my body and mumbled a soft "wow" as he reached out to touch me. His left hand squeezed my breast and i leaned my head back, licking my lips as I enjoyed the moment. He stepped closer again and kissed me softly, sliding his tongue across my lips and cupping my breasts as I clawed his chest.
That was it, I couldn't take it anymore. I slipped my thong off and it floated away over the water, I then reached down and pulled Victors shorts down to his knees. He stopped and put his hands on my shoulders.
"Woah, mom. Maybe...maybe this is going a little too far." He fumbled with his words, I just smiled and pressed my breasts against him as my hands slipped down to his waste.
"I mean, seriously, I..." he stuttered "Ive, I have always kind of thought you were hot and...and you have a fantastic body and, uh..." my hand stroked his cock and I gave it a little squeeze and I smiled at him, biting my lip. "I, I have thought about this for a while, mom. I actually used to listen outside your room while you were masturbating...i mean, you were kind of loud and I could hear your vibrator, it was hot. And...well, I don't know if we should go so far with this, isn't it...wrong?"
I smiled at him again, squeezing his dick in my hand and stroking up to the tip as he shuddered, closing his eyes and exhaling with pleasure.
"Pumpkin," I whispered into his ear, putting my hand on the back of his head "a mother's love can never be wrong."
He looked into my eyes, breathing hard and he slid his tongue in my mouth again as I started stroking his cock faster. He grabbed the edge of the pool and I could tell he was getting close to cumming into my hand. As much as I wanted to see it, I was intent on feeling it inside me that night. I hopped up onto the side of the pool and spread my legs, showing my hot boy my hairy, dripping pussy. He immediately knelt down into the water and buried his face in my cunt. I inhaled suddenly and shuddered at the feeling of his tongue flicking against my clit, his mouth exploring every inch of my womanhood and his tongue darting in and out of my wet, tight hole.
God, I get wet just thinking about it. His fingers started slipping inside me and he started fucking me hard with his hand, his tongue rubbing my clit, licking up all my juices and I started to moan loudly. It didn't take much to get me going and soon I was ready to orgasm. The thought of orgasming with my sons fingers inside me was almost more than I could take, but I wanted more.
