Her face was flushed. I could tell she was getting turned on in spite of herself. I felt nervous, but also exhilarated. I considered just turning and French kissing David right there in front of them. But I didn’t. It was such a delicate balance and things had to be escalated slowly. David was playing with the strings of my halter top, threatening to untie my flimsy swimsuit and expose my breasts. I had closed my eyes as David started really fondling my body inappropriately but I opened them abruptly when I heard Amanda.
“Hey!” my friend cried out, grasping the side of her bottoms to keep them on. As she had tried to stand up, Robbie had pulled loose the tie that was keeping her tiny bikini bottoms in place. As she tried holding up one side, he untied the other and the bottoms started falling away. “What the fuck, Robbie?” I could hear in her voice that Amanda was in distress.
I was a shocked. What is he doing? He’s scaring her and messing everything up. Then I noticed David had let go of me and gotten up, moving around to stand in front of me. He put his hand on my cheek and tilted my head up.
“Mom,” he said quietly. I looked up at him, still aware of Amanda struggling to tie back on her bottoms as her son pulled her back onto his lap. I was worried, I didn’t know what to do. I glanced between them and David, slowly becoming aware that his crouch was at my eye level and his other hand was on the waistband of his trunks. “Mom,” he repeated, moving to push his trunks down over his hard on. I put my hands on his shorts to help him.
The boys are making their move, I thought. No going back now.
“Amanda,” I cried out to my friend and I looked her right in the eyes. My son had his hand on the back of my neck to guide me towards his crouch. Amanda’s mouth was half open and she just froze like a deer in headlights. I slowly pulled David’s waistband down and released his hard cock for all to see. My son’s erection bobbed up proudly as I pulled his trunks down to his ankles, keeping my gaze locked with Amanda the entire time. She had a wide eyed and vacant look as I took my son’s big dick into my mouth, keeping my hands on his thighs and just moving my head to suck on it.
Her mouth opened like she was about to cry as Robbie’s fingers began touching her smooth wet pussy, which was on full display. She moaned. Her hips met his hand and she began rocking back and forth. I could see that she was wet, Robbie had no problem slipping his fingers inside of her. I closed my eyes and wrapped my hand around my son’s cock, stroking him as I continued the blow job.
It was glorious. I felt like such a slut. I used to be a mousy little mom but now I was openly giving my son head outside in front of my best friend and her son. Encouraging them to go further and for us all to commit incest together. The sun was setting and the sky was turning beautiful pink and orange and dreamlike.
“Ohh god..” I heard Amanda moan.
I was so turned on. I glanced over and saw Robbie had slid out of his shorts, they were crumpled in a pile next to the chair with Amanda’s white bikini bottoms. One hand held his mom’s leg up while the other guided his hard-on against her pussy lips. She seemed deep in her own private struggle. Her eyes looked terrified but her body was moving involuntarily, grinding her naked bottom on her son’s lap, and her clit against the top length of his cock.
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