my time as been taken help with so many projects that i just don't have the time to write, so this story is probale my last, i hope the readers enjoy it. i'll post the chapters that i have finished as soon as possible. thanks for all the feedback, both good and bad, the readers are great.
Ch1
Ruth love cock, she love the taste of cum, she love kinky forbidden sex, that need had caused her marriage to fail. Ruth had decide a long time ago that she wanted to have sex with her son, the ideal of have his cock in her was her favorite fantasy, and had giving her countless orgasms as she played with herself. But a mother doesn't go in her son's room and say "Let's fuck." so Ruth figured that her fantasy would remain a fantasy. But lately since Richard had been spending more time with Johnny and Julie, his cousins. Ruth could tell that her son was looking at her different, less as a mother and more as a woman.
Ruth stretched out her tanned body on the huge towel to protect herself from the hot sand beneath her. She laid on her stomach resting her face on her crossed arms, her eyes hidden behind dark glasses, enjoying light breeze coming off the ocean.
Sitting as her side, her son Richard was pouring tanning oil onto her back, rubbing it into her back. At first he complained the he should be off having fun with Johnny and Julie, but the more skin that Ruth relieved the less Richard complained. His hands felt good on her skin, the slow way they moved up and down from her shoulders to her skimpy bikini bottom. she had untied her halter, not wanting to have a tell-tale bikini lines. It was bad enough she had to wear the bottom, as it was.
Ruth would have preferred to have been nude, completely naked to the rays of the sun, but she certainly couldn't strip off on the public beach. She didn't like the public beach much, but it was all she had.
She murmured softly as Richard's hands kept up their movements, massaging her flesh gently, almost too lightly. To look at her, one would have thought she was dozing as her son rubbed the oil into her back, but Ruth was wide awake, her eyes open behind the dark sunglasses. she was watching the people, her eyes taking in the variety of bodies, the shapes and forms.
"Your skin is so soft, Mom." she heard Richard say softly.