She watched Julie rummage about inside the beach bag, finding the money. Julie's back was to her, and the girl was on her knees. Her cute ass was a tight little bubble butt, like tasty apples barely concealed by her bikini. Ruth had learned she like pussy juice cumming down her throat as much as she liked cum from a guy's cock back in college. Ruth wondered to herself "How can my brother resist that. Maybe He's was touching that sweet ass, jacking off as his daughter watched - as he had done with her. The idea excited Ruth.
Ruth and Richard lived close to her brother and sister-in-law, but she saw little of him or her sister-in-law, Angela. But Richard, Johnny, and Julie were not only cousins, but very close friends, too. The three had been almost inseparable as of late. Ruth wondered if they were perhaps more than very close friends and cousins, if they might not be involved in a little erotic play with each other. She didn't feel any anger about that; she felt good about the possibility.
That her son and nephew were doing what she had done with her brother to their sexy little cousin sent a hot, wet kind of fire through Ruth's pussy, causing her clit to bulge excitedly. She tried to visualize her son and nephew with cocks hard, fists pumping, while Julie leaned back to catch their cum-loads in her mouth, her legs spread open, her pink pussy wet and exposed.
Her ass writhed with the mental pictures. She felt her son's hands caressing oil along the backs of her thighs now, and her breath caught. His hands felt so good on her thighs, so very good. He was moving them slowly, up and down, from her knees to the cheeks of her ass, but never quite touching the swell of her ass. Then his fingers were running up and down the insides of her thighs, and Ruth's cunt was responding with wet heat again.
Forgetting about the crowded beach, she turned and glanced toward her son, seeing that he did have a hard-on. His cock pressed at the front of his trunks, and she could see a small movement as it throbbed. Richard was sliding his hand up and down his mother's thighs, almost panting with excitement. His excitement drove him, and the edge of his hand moved a little too high along the inside of her open thighs. Ruth gasped as she felt her son's finger press at the crotch of her bikini, then jerk away quickly.
Ruth's breath was hot as she slipped a hand from under her head and moved it along her son's thigh. She held her breath as she slowly stroked his flesh. Richard was staring at her hand, his resting on her thigh. Ruth couldn't resist....the tips of her fingers touched his cock, the shaft of his cock, and Richard gasped loudly, his hand jerking off her thighs. Ruth, too, pulled her hand away.
She lay quietly again, feeling the heat on her body, between her legs, listening to her son's heavy breathing. She wanted to touch him again, feel his cock, but she didn't know what Richard would think about it.
"This one is yours, Richard," she heard Julie say.
Turning away from her son, Ruth watched as Julie sat on the sand, her legs crossed, licking the ice cream. Watching her niece's pink tongue as it move around her ice cream the way Ruth imaged it moved around a very stiff cock. It was an erotic thing to watch, and Ruth's cunt tingled as if she was going to have orgasm. She didn't see Johnny anywhere, though. Finishing his ice cream, Richard stood up.
"I gotta take a piss," he said bluntly. Ruth watched her son as he walked across the hot sand toward the vending stands and parking lot. But he didn't enter one of the toilets. He kept going to the parking lot. Ruth, curious, suspected her son wanted to do more than piss, sat up and brushed sand off her body, holding her halter top over her straining tits.
"Tie me up, honey," she said to Julie, who tied her halter. "I'll be right back."
Ruth walked in the direction her son had gone, her ass swaying, long legs drawing the eyes of men and women alike. She ignored them. She rounded the concession stands and walked to the parking lot, and them moved toward her car in a roundabout way so her son wouldn't see her. She found Richard sitting in the car, the door closed. He was leaning back on the seat, eyes closed, and before she came close enough to look in, she knew he was jacking off. His expression told her that even before she was close enough to hear his breathing. Excitement rumbling through her, she slipped quickly to the side of the car and looked into the open window.
Richard had his cock pulled up from the waistband of his trunks, his fist sliding up and down it swiftly. Ruth swallowed as she gazed at her son, watching his fist pumping, seeing his cock head glistening with seeping pre-cum.
