A SECLUDED BEACH (One-Shot, Throwback)

 

A SECLUDED BEACH

It was a lovely little moment. My Son and I had slipped away from my annoying husband, our needy friends, and the bustling crowds. Together, we had found an off the road, almost off the map spot of beach. In fact, we’d conspired to get there. To actually spend some time relaxing together. After all, this was supposed to be our vacation!

Well… I say they, and us. But the truth was that my Son had planned the whole thing. He’d seen me stressing, and hatched a plot to get me hours of semi-alone time under the sun.

Of course, I’d noticed him noticing me. He wasn’t used to seeing his Mom in teeny tiny bikini shorts, or little swim tops that barely held my, rather impressively large breasts in check. And, under the warm sun, with the sounds of the waves, and a delightful little breeze playing with my long red hair, I had to admit that I started to take his awkwardly sexual glances towards me as a compliment. In fact, I decided, he deserved a little reward for giving me the best day that I was probably to have this whole vacation. So, as nonchalantly as one can, I offered him a blowjob as a thank you. 

His reaction was priceless. Absolutely darling. He kept stammering back to the word Mom as he weakly protested, and showed me, very clearly with his eyes that he desperately hoped I wasn’t kidding. He was so adorable that it made me laugh a little. But… I was dead serious, and I wanted to show it. 

So, I placed my hand on his chest, and walked him back towards some shade until he tripped over his own feet and ended up laid out before me. Then I asked him, “Are you watching?” And, slowly, I began to undo my top. At first, when the strings dropped, I kept myself covered by folding my arms, just right. But as I saw my Son’s complete attention fall where it belonged, I adjusted my arms down a little. And soon my naked tits hung before my Son’s eyes for the first time since infancy.

“Do I look serious to you Son? Do I look like I’m about to offer you a little tit fuck, a handjob that’ll make you wonder how your Mom paid for college, and a nice, slow, blowjob; with plenty of eye contact from your Mom? Because that is exactly what is happening. So slugger… What do you say? Do you want to see what your Mother’s throat looks like when she’s got your big cock inside of it, or not?”

I couldn't make it any clearer than that. But I still needed to make sure that I was reading him right. That this was what he really wanted.

My baby boy gulped, and nodded dumbly. Of course his. My Steven was a smart boy. It was just that big tits, pretty eyes, and the promise of a blowjob made most men temporarily dumb. Still, it was a lovely little moment. And as I passed my lips down over the top of his cock with a moan, I knew that I was going to drag this out for as long as possible. It was petty, I know. But as I sucked, stroked and rubbed my Son's rather impressive cock, I promised myself that I would give this blowjob, his blowjob, so much time and attention, that no woman would ever be able to live up to this moment. No one would compare. 

I was making damn sure that he knew, that Mommy blows best.

And the moment I admitted that to myself, as I looked up at my handsome Son’s face, and into his deliciously horny young eyes; I also acknowledged that this was not going to be the last time this happened. After all, a lifetime of secretly being a slut had given me a lot more than just grade-A blowjob skills, and as I felt his hard young cock swelling inside of me, I decided that I was going to make damn sure that my Son knew every last one of those skills.

... Intimately. 

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