His mom splurted more lotion on her hands and began rubbing Sam’s middle and lower back. Her slick hands slid down to the top of her bikini bottoms, ran across the waistband, then back up her sides, stopping short of the girl’s breasts. His mom asked her something, and then continued to slide her hands higher up her sides. When they touched her breasts, John nearly exploded in his pants. His mom was touching another woman’s breasts! Not only were they touching them, but they were massaging. Her hands moved in little circles, around and around against Sam’s breasts, pushing in a little. As soon as it began, though, it was over. John knew in the back of his mind that it had been totally innocent, at least for his mom, but it was still incredibly sexy.
After another question was posed to Sam, John’s mom put more lotion on her hands and began to rub the girl’s calves. She quickly moved up to her thighs, rubbing good and hard. She slid her hands up the back of the girl’s thighs, then down the sides. After yet another question and affirmative response, John’s mom moved her hands between Sam’s legs. They went up, impossibly high, and John slid his hand into his pants and began to rub himself furiously, his bathing suit no longer dulling the sensation. He watched his mom rub the inside of the girl’s thighs, then slide up onto her ass cheeks. He watched his mom’s long fingers stroke Sam’s thighs, fingers that had touched him innocently so many times. Touched his arm, his leg, anywhere on his body. He watched those fingers rub the girl’s ass and he masturbated hard and fast, coming to a climax. His mom’s fingertips dipped briefly under Sam’s bikini bottoms, then rubbed up her sides, up again to her breasts, and to her arms. Sam looked back quizzically and his mom smiled and said something. Apparently satisfied, Sam rolled on her back, her palms wrapped over her breasts, covering her nipples.
John’s mom kneeled over Sam, one knee on either side of her thighs, sitting on her heels. She was nearly straddling Sam. Her shorts pulled down as she leaned forward, showing more of her bikini bottom and just a hint of the top of her ass. John found his gaze returning continuously to that ass. He had seen his mom in both bikini bottoms and panties – even a thong, once – and he could not deny how great it looked.
John’s mom squirted some lotion directly onto the girl’s stomach and began rubbing again. Sam was turning red, either from embarrassment or arousal, but John knew his mom was just being motherly. She loved doing more than was required of her to help people out. That thought quickly left his head as he entertained fantasies of when his mom had spread lotion on him just like this. He thought about the way she would touch him, as she rubbed Sam’s stomach. He jerked his cock harder and faster, never gazing away from his mom’s ass and the young woman’s slick thighs and almost fully exposed breasts.
His mom’s hands ran up between those breasts, against her upper chest, then back down between her breasts and to her sides. She rubbed up and down, massaging Sam’s sides. John moaned softly, thinking about his mom touching his own chest and sides. His breath came in ragged gasps as his mom touched Sam’s hips, rubbing more lotion down the front of her thighs. He thought about the two of them suddenly embracing, his mom falling on Sam and kissing her deeply, their breasts pushing together, their crotches grinding. He envisioned Sam grasping his mom’s bikini bottoms and shorts and pushing them both down, squeezing and spanking her bare ass. His mom would push aside a tiny patch covering one of her large breasts and feed the nipple to Sam, letting the younger woman suck on her. Sam would take the breast hungrily, wrapping her legs around his mom and arching her back up, allowing her bottoms to be pulled down so that the two women could grind their pussies together, both moaning, both wanting to cum all over the other. His mom would squeeze Sam’s breasts as her own continued to be sucked, crying out, a crowd gathering around them on the beach. Even with the presence of a crowd, they would continue to fuck each other’s pussies and pleasure each other’s tits, too wrapped up in one another (emotionally and physically) to even consider stopping.