Samantha woke up lying on her side in her own bed. She had a hard time focusing on where she was at first. She felt so relaxed, but was also a bit confused. Did that really happen? It seemed like her senses were waking one at a time. First she felt that her hair was damp. She must have showered; the smell of her herbal shampoo and baby oil was next to come as she gained her sense of smell. She waited for a moment for her sight to come to her, but all was dark. Could it be that late? Even so, there should be at least a little light coming from the large floor to ceiling windows in her large bedroom. Sam realized there was something on her face blocking her vision. She started to reach up to move the obstruction when she felt a soft hand take hers.
"Leave it." Beth's sweet voice rang in her ears as a flood of memory washed over her.
Suddenly she felt the bed move behind her and felt the unmistakable firmness of a male body lay beside her. A strong hand touched her arm by the elbow and moved over the front of her naked body toward her breast. As she felt the firm hands of her son start to roam over her slick body. She felt him beginning to harden against the back of her thigh. A slight moan escaped her lips as his fingers reached and pinched her nipple.
At the same time Beth moved closer to her mothers' mouth. She slid her tongue out and touched Sam's bottom lip, causing her to jump slightly. Beth's tongue lightly traced her mom's mouth, as Sam slowly parted her lips to allow her daughters tongue to enter. She slowly brought her own warm tongue out to meet Beth's. It was like a spark went off in her mouth as their tongues touched, tentatively at first, then with more force and passion. Mother and daughter began kissing passionately, moving their heads to allow their two mouths to mesh and tongues to dance.
Luke watched the spectacle before him with growing arousal. He had a reputation for always being ready for action, and this time was definitely no exception. His cock had reached its full size, pressing against his mothers' leg as he watched them kiss. Luke started to move his hips forward as he watched, enjoying the pressure he felt moving against his mothers naked flesh. Then he took the bottle of baby oil next to him, opened it and turned it over; allowing the contents to drizzle out over the side of his mothers' body. Luke could see and feel the oil dripping down her side, aiding in cutting the friction between their bodies as he moved against her.
Sam felt her son moving against her and, reaching back, rested her hand on his hip then moved it back to feel his firm ass. She gave a gentle squeeze. Luke sighed as his mother touched him, sending butterflies through his stomach. Beth moved from her mothers' mouth, trailing kisses down to her chin, then neck, to her upper chest. Sam's breathing came to her quicker as Beth worked her way closer to her breasts. Being blind to all that was happening was pure torture. She could feel herself getting wetter. Sure she knew what was happening, but she needed to see to truly believe.
Sam felt Beth's lips brush against her hard nipples, and took a sharp breath between her teeth. She focused on the feeling of lips and then her warm tongue moving across the swollen nipples. At the same time she could feel both Beth's as well as her son's hands spreading oil over her body. Small circles turned into larger ones as Beth's tongue left a wet trail around the deep pink around her right nipple. She felt Beth's warm mouth leave her breast, then felt light butterfly kisses making their way to the other side; bathing her other breast as well as the first.
