Phip turned off the TV. Nothing was on, and it was too nice a day to spend inside anyway. His sister had gone to visit their cousin Cindy, and he didn't have any particular plans. He grabbed a Coke and stepped outside, popping the top as he went. He caught a glimpse of his mother sunning herself on a chaise lounge and casually walked toward her. She had on her new tan-through suit and Phip looked at it clinging tightly to her high breasts and full hips, wishing it were see-through as well.
She was leaning back, wearing a straw hat and mirror sunglasses and sipping iced tea through a straw. Her red lips formed a round 'O' as she sucked the cool liquid. Seeing her brought a memory of her bare tit when he and Julia had gone out for the swim that turned into a hot fuck session. His dick stirred at the recollection.
"Have a seat," Josie said. "I'm just catching some rays in my new tan-through. It's marvelous being able to get an all-over tan. Maybe you should get one, too."
"I'm not sure they make them for men," he said, getting turned on at the thought of seeing her tanned everywhere.
"Too bad," she said, "I bet you'd look good without those tan lines." She pointed to the white line that stood out where his shorts didn't quite cover it, his bare chest gleaming in the warm sunshine. "Not that you look so bad as it is," she added with a smile.
"You look pretty good yourself, Mom, and I bet you look just as good under the suit."
"Well, maybe," she said. "Would you like a peek?" Without waiting for an answer, she pulled the edge of her top down to reveal a beautiful golden breast, with no trace of tan line. His dick leaped to his throat, even though she quickly replaced the gorgeous tit.
"What do you think?" she asked, a smile playing on her red lips. He tried to stammer an answer, but she grinned wickedly and said, "Looks like your shorts tell the story, " nodding at the erection that had sprung to life there. Phip, still standing, could see the reflection of his shorts in his mother's mirrored glasses, his shorts filling almost the whole frame in a distorted bulge.
"I always think you look great, Mom. And that peek partially confirms it."
"Ah, partially is the word, isn't it? Your dick says you'd like to see some more. Cool off a bit and maybe I'll give you a full look later, to get your unreserved judgment."
Phip was incredibly turned on to hear his mother talking dirty to him and unabashedly eyeing his growing hard-on through his shorts. As she watched, he reached to adjust its position, rubbing the length of it once as he pointed it upward. Josie licked her lips, formed her lips back into a tight 'O' and moved her plastic straw in and out of her mouth in a suggestive motion. She's fucking her lips with that straw, Phip thought, picturing his hard dick replacing it as he watched the white plastic plunging in and out of the grasping red orifice.
"Have you thought about what to get your cousin for her birthday?" Josie said, removing the straw. "And your Dad. I know he'd like something, um, special, too. Something I can't exactly give him."
Phip gazed at the voluptuous body of his mother stretched out on the chaise lounge, her long legs crossed seductively, one raised up so he could barely glimpse her hot crotch underneath. She put her hands behind her head, lifting her firm tits and exposing them to his full view through the tight-fitting fabric of her suit. His mouth watered as she ran her fingers through her short, dark hair, cut to accentuate the triangular shape of her face. Her clear hazel eyes were hidden behind the mirrored glasses, but the high cheekbones tapered down to a narrow chin, and her full, pouty red lips shone wetly in the afternoon sun. He couldn't imagine what his Dad could want that she couldn't give him. He wished she would give him some of what he was seeing before him now.
"Oh, he likes my body," she said, answering his look instead of his lack of words. "We have a great time in bed. But there's something missing. That extra something that I can't supply, at least not by myself."
"Well, me and Julia talked about it a little," he said, remembering the hot fucking he had given his sister in the woods, and her hints about giving Dad something extra for his birthday flooded into his mind.
"And what did you decide?"
"Um. Julia's going over to talk to Cindy about it today, and I guess I was supposed to ask you about Dad."
"What do you think those two cousins are cooking up?" she asked. "They're both sexy, and maybe......maybe it'll turn out to be an extra hot party," she added. "Which one do you think is the sexiest, Cindy or Julia?"
"Right now I think you're the sexiest woman I've ever seen," Brad said, his voice coming in a throaty whisper.
"Yeah, but I wouldn't be much of a surprise present for your Dad. He can get me pretty much anytime." Anytime I say, that is, and how I say, she thought. She set her drink down and stood up, smoothing her suit over her well rounded butt. "Coming for the show?" she asked, walking briskly back toward the house.
Phip followed, his thoughts filling with lust for his mother's beautiful bouncing ass. She is so hot, he thought, and his hand rubbed his straining erection as he followed her inside. She led him up the stairs and down the hallway to her bedroom, pushing the door open as she reached back to guide him in. Her hand grazed his shorts, caressing the bulge straining to get out.
"Where's uh," Phip started, suddenly thinking about what would happen if his father caught him fooling around with his wife.
"Don't worry. I sent Mark out on some errands. We're okay here." With that she spun around to face her son, raising her hands behind her head again, pushing her trim titties upward to his wanton gaze. Then she smoothed the fabric at her waist, and ran her hands seductively down her hips. "Ready to see my tan-less lines?" she teased, easing the straps of the suit over her brown shoulders.
"Uhh huhh. You bet," Phip said, his dick throbbing madly in his pants as his mother stripped for him. As her tits came into view, he stared at the golden firmness of them, the wonderful softness, the promise of pleasure they held, the brown nipples standing at attention just for him. "God, you're beautiful, Mom. Your tits are gorgeous."
"Well, come on over here and give them a kiss, then," she said, holding her arms out for her son's embrace.
He eagerly walked into her arms, grasping one tit in one hand, encircling the luscious globe, and bent to kiss the nipple of the other. The fragrance of it overwhelmed him, and the luxurious feel of the sensual nipple in his mouth sent him gorging on her inviting breast. He sucked as hard as he could, drawing nearly the whole tit into his mouth and working on it furiously with wild sucking sounds.
"Easy, lover," she said. "Don't bite it. Just suck it in softly. Give the nipple a little tease. Ohh. That's it. Ummm." She groaned as he suited the action to her words. She moved slowly back toward the bed, sitting on the edge and pushing him away so she could peel the suit the rest of the way off.
Phip stared as his mother's lovely bush came into view. Her tan was truly everywhere, and he gaped at the pussy just inches from him as he sank to his knees in front of her, entranced by her sexy beauty. He noticed a little tattoo of a rose perched just above the dark tangle of her hair. "I bet the tattooist had fun putting that on," he said, entranced by the wild sensuality the scene suggested.
"Yeah. It was steamy," she said. "Of course your father watched the whole thing, and it was a real turn-on for him to watch another man working right over my pussy, and when the tattoo was finished, I was just gushing, so I pulled his hand down my pants into my pussy. Your Dad would have just about cum in his pants, except he already had his dick out jacking himself off while he watched me."
