“Oh babe,” she gasped.
“Oh mom,” he groaned. Unable to stand it any longer, he turned to face his mother. A couple down the beach had noticed them, but neither John nor his mother cared. Her legs were spread, and she (like him) was breathing heavy with passion, her face flustered. Her bikini top had been pushed up above her breasts as John had rubbed up and down against her, and her large breasts were now fully visible.
He climbed up his mom’s body and lay atop her. They both moaned as their crotches came together, his cock pushing hard against his mother’s soaking wet pussy. He leaned down to kiss her softly on the lips. He had meant only a simple kiss, but it quickly escalated, their tongues thrusting into each other’s mouths in a long and sensual act. John bumped and grinded his hips with his mom, terribly dizzy with mind-bending pleasure. He looked down hungrily at her breasts and she, seeing what he desired, grabbed one breast and lifted it a little, offering it to her son.
John slid his body down a little but made sure his cock was still grinding against his mother, now against her thigh. His cock pushing against his mom felt too amazing for him to ever stop. He licked his lips and looked at her. Her eyes were only half open, but she saw him and nodded as she gasped and moaned. She lifted her breast again, urgently, needing him. John responded, licking his lips once more, and hungrily placing those lips around the top of his mother’s breast. She cried out as he began to suck, wrapping her legs tightly around his body and arching her back, lifting her sensitive breasts up to him. One of his hands rubbed her other breast, but that feeling was nothing compared to having her son feed from her tit. It had always aroused her deep down when he was young, feeding her baby boy, but now doing it in such a blatantly sexual way was almost too much to bear. She felt him suck harder, hungrily. He was sucking so hard that it hurt, but she did not care, moaning in both pleasure and pain. Incredibly she began to feel something deep within her breast. He was sucking so hard that she could actually feel it inside of her tit. The core of her breast tingled with sexual arousal, spreading through her entire body, as a thin stream of milk began flowing from her nipple. It was very minimal, and she did not understand how it had happened, but she hardly cared. Neither did her son. He tasted the milk and it just make him suck that much harder, feeding off his mother’s breast. All she could do was arch her back and try not to pass out from pleasure.
Still their hips ground together, harder now as they both wanted to truly fuck the other. John’s mom had entertained notions that they would be making love, but she knew now it was going to be a hard fuck. And oh god, how she wanted a hard fuck from her son. As he continued to suck her breast she managed to pushed his shorts down. She used her thighs because her hands were clenched too tightly into his back, her fingernails almost drawing blood, for them to be of any use to her. She could not make those hands reach down to take her bikini bottoms off, so she just rammed her pussy against her son’s bare cock in frustration. God did she wanted him inside of her right now.