His erection throbbed, but he forced himself to go slow, wanting to get the most from the experience. Again he moved his hand towards her breast. Now he touched it with all four fingers, watching her reaction, and feeling his cock grow impossibly hard. When again she did not move, he touched his thumb to her breast as well, and squeezed it ever so slightly. This caused her to shift a little, but her breathing was still slow and she was still snoring.
John felt his mom’s breast, truly amazed at what he was doing. Before today he would never have dreamed of such a thing. But now he was touching his own mother’s breast, and in a sexual way. It was thrilling. Unable to restrain himself, he slid his hand fully under the breast. Her bikini top got pushed over as he did it, and his eyes went wide when he realized he was cupping his mom’s bare tit. He felt her nipple in his palm, and it was wonderful. His breath came irregularly now, so overcome was he by desire. His mom continued to snore, oblivious to his touch. And there he remained for a minute or two, his hand tingling as it cupped her breast, his mind reeling at the possibility of her waking up. He knew he should stop, but he could not. His hands would not listen.
Showing more bravado, both due to the fact that he had concluded her sleep was deep, and that he was so aroused he could hardly think, he reached his other hand, his left, towards his mother. He brought it to rest on her lower back, just above the waistband of her bikini, and felt the rise and fall of his mom, from both above and below, as she breathed. Slowly he slid the hand down over her waistband, and, impossibly, down over his mother’s ass. He was touching her breast and her ass! Was this really happening?
At that moment a man passed by near the water, giving them only a cursory glance. John noticed him and felt guilty immediately, and almost withdrew his hands. But then he noticed that the man was not really interested in them. He must have just assumed they were lovers, for such a sight was not uncommon on the beach. Grinning, John returned to his mom, considering what he could do next. His cock was extremely hard, incredibly erect, more than it had ever been, and he longed to push this further.
Slowly he slipped his fingers inside her bikini bottom, extending them ever so slowly across her bare buttock. His fingers reached the crevice of her ass crack, and he dared to go further, letting his middle finger slip slightly into the crack. At that moment his mom stirred, and made a soft noise.. what was it? Oh my god, he thought. It was a moan! He wiggled his fingers against his mom’s tit and was rewarded with another soft moan. Giddy with excitement, he contemplated what was happening. Was she perhaps have an erotic dream, induced by his touch? His suspicion seemed confirmed when she began to grind her breast down against his hand. He waited, and then she began to snore again. Still one hand was under her breast, the other stretched across her smooth ass.