Please read Crossing the Boundaries Part 1 before reading part 2.
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Brooke lay there for only moments when she heard the splash of water and Tyler grunting as he pulled himself out of the pool. She didn't turn to look but she knew he was close, she could hear his breathing and feel his presence. She desperately wanted to turn and watch his muscles flexing and working as he dried himself. Unable to stand the tension any longer she turned her shoulders to face him, shielding her eyes from the sun she immediately noticed the bulge in his shorts. She felt a rush of blood to her vulva, her body responding to the sight.
"Do you think you could control yourself if I asked you to rub some lotion on my back?" Brooke asked seductively whilst nodding towards his crotch.
"I'll try," Tyler laughed. "Not sure I want to though."
She lay back down with a devilish smirk knowing her performance had worked to perfection. "Well try....HARD," Brooke teased.
Tyler straddled her with the oil in hand, sitting on the back of her knees. "Is that OK? Not too heavy?" he asked.
"No, it's fine."
"Not hurting?"
"No, it's fine," Brooke giggled.
"Y'know, Mom you're not exactly making it easy, I'm not a kid anymore, I'm a man now," Tyler stated as he drizzled oil onto her skin.
"Is that so?" she answered, teasingly.
"Yeah, it is...and you looking so fuckin incredibly sexy around me, teasing me."
"Teasing you?" Brooke answered. As she reached up and popped the halter-neck ties of her bikini over her head, gathering up hair from her neck she added "I really don't know what you mean?"
"Oh, you know exactly what you're doing...turning me on, you know I want you and I know you want me." Tyler expertly snapped open the plastic clip of the bikini back strap and the material sprung open.
"Ehm...excuse me Mr.?" said Brooke, craning her neck to scorn him. "I'm your mom, you're my son. What would people say?"
His eyes widened as they immediately feasted on the paler, softer skin at the side of her breasts which bulged out and pressed against the sun lounger. Brooke's cheeks flushed as she knew his eyes were all over her. Following the creases of the strap marks his eyes surveyed her fleshy mounds intently. He had seen her sunbathing in this state before but had not been this close for years, and certainly never with sexual tension between them. His eyes lingered on the thin silvery scars of her stretch marks near the soft skin of her armpit and the two little freckles on the side of her left breast as he trickled oil onto her back.
"People? What people? I Don't care about people, besides who's gonna know?"
Brooke was pleased to hear his passionate words, to know he wanted her no matter what turned her on so much. That combined with being pinned under his weight and the feel of his big strong hands on her was quickly becoming too much to bear.
Her succulent skin rippled under the pressure of his strong fingers as he massaged the oil slowly over her shoulder blades. Goosebumps pricked up on her arms as a wave of tingles bolted through her body, stiffening her nipples and swelling her vulva. "Mmnm...that feels so good."
Tyler grinned. His huge hands almost spanned the width of her back as he smoothed over her once more, over her shoulders and down her arms. He traced his fingers in the warmth and softness of her armpits, causing Brooke to giggle and twitch. Tyler wanted to touch every part of her to see her naked, exposed and vulnerable.
His thumbs rolled over her tight neck muscles. "You're tight and stressed...I can feel it," Tyler said softly.
"Mmnn...not anymore," she mumbled her reply, heddy in arousal. Brooke lifted her torso, pulling out her bikini top from under her, and tossing it away to the ground. Tyler got a glimpse of her breasts dangling and swinging, before watching her fleshy globes squash and bulge against the lounger as she lay back down. Blood pulsed into his penis seeing his mother practically naked under him.
"You don't have a girlfriend? I've not seen anyone here since...Stacey."
His hands set to work again, soothing her neck, rubbing his thumbs down her spine, circling her lumbar muscles.
"I'm not interested. There's only one girl I have an interest in." Brooke melted inside, a warm feeling radiated through her as Tyler shuffled himself down her legs as he pooled more oil into his palms and rubbed them together. Brooke went from aroused to drenched wet, instantly as his big strong hands massaged the back of her thighs. His fingers sneaked under her bikini briefs, tightening the material against her pussy.
"Mmmn" Brooke croaked as he smoothed up high thighs again and again with the heel of his hand, his thumbs dipping in between her thighs massaging, stroking her warm, tender skin.
Tyler tugged a little at the strings on both sides of her bikini bottoms, pausing waiting for her protest. "...Tyl_er?...you can't."
"...do you want me to stop?"
Tyler waited for her response, almost drooling in anticipation. Brooke too waited for bravery to mouth the words she so wanted to, she knew there was no going back from this. Brooke closed her eyes, screwing up her brow in the shame of her submission as she hesitantly spoke. "....no." 'Oh my god I can't believe I said that!'
Tyler wasted no time in untying the remainder of the knots, first the left, slowly pulling at the tassle...and then the right. He allowed the striking red fabric to lay loose across her buttocks, giving her time to get comfortable in her decision. "Mmn fuck," she whispered to herself as he smoothed his hands again up her thighs and up onto his mother's ass again and again, subtly dragging the last remaining piece of her modesty onto her thighs.
Brooke felt the sun, and Tyler's lust devouring every part of her, her vulva pulsed at the thrill of her vulnerability. Tyler noticed the wet spot on the inside of her bikini bottoms as he slowly pulled them from her. They tickled through her thighs, grazing her clitoris as he removed the remainder of her scanty veil and dropped them to the ground. Brooke instinctively snapped her legs closed tighter, thrusting her arms down trying to cover her ass with her hands
"Ah...TYLER, I didn't mean to take them off...will you behave!" Brooke bit at her lip at the equal measure of shame and excitement of now being naked in front of her son.
"Don't be embarrassed, no one can see you."
"You can!"
"Yeah, but you want me to see!" Brooke became more aroused, not only at their taboo flirting, but at his confidence. Tyler watched the symmetrical grace of her shoulder blades as she eventually moved her arms back above her head, relaxing under his hands. Her supple skin glistened with oil as he slipped and slid over her body.
Her eyes widened in surprise as an involuntary moan escaped on her increasingly labourd breath as Tyler's strong hands kneaded her buttocks.
"Wow, Mom. Your ass is just...wow!"
Brooke was too consumed in trying to control herself to respond. Tyler spread his fingers gripping, wobbling the plump, round cheeks, admiring the perfection of his mother's ass, she felt her syrupy juices leak out of her and soak her thighs and the fabric of the sunlounger.
A smile broke across Tyler's face as Brooke's hips began to thrust and grind, arching her back in ecstasy as he traced the pale creases at the top of her thighs, getting closer to her wetness. Her face pressed into the padding of the sunlounger muffling her increasing moans, she desperately wanted to resist but equally wanted to beg for more. With her legs pinned at the calves she arched her back more, pivoting her hips, yielding to her arousal, offering herself to him.
The sound of his mothers excitement stiffened Tyler's cock in its fabric prison, his swollen glands poking out the waistband of his boxers, leaking pre-cum onto his belly. Intoxicated, Tyler submitted to his own lust, his thumbs circled and pulled at her milky thighs spreading her open to the breeze.
"Mmn ah... fuck,...Ty_...Tyler we can't!" Brooke whimpered a spiritless protest, keeping up the pretense of her resistance. A devilish grin spread across Tyler's face, he almost laughed at her resistance, knowing full well she had a thirst for him and was desperate to be fucked.
He himself was desperate to sink his cock inside his mothers cunt as he felt the sticky, wet pubic hair on his thumbs gripped deeper into her hot crevice.
"Tyler, stop...ple_ Her eyes flickered and rolled back into her head.