Then Amanda was taking off her shoes, bending in her chair in such a way that Kevin had appealing new views of her breasts and thighs. He just watched as she let the shoes fall to the floor. Amanda sneaked a peek at her teenage son, who quickly looked away when he thought he had been caught staring.
Amanda stood up and walked over to Kevin. She sat on the arm of his chair, her legs crossed in such a way that her dress barely covered her pussy and ass.
“You got hard on the beach today, didn’t you?” she asked.
Kevin looked up at her, fighting the impulse to look at…or touch…her tan legs. “Maybe a little,” he shrugged.
“Maybe so much you had to hide behind me, then get in the water,” his mother replied with a smile. “Was it my suit? The lotion on my skin?”
“Both.”
Amanda laughed. She put her arm around Kevin’s shoulder. She leaned in such a way that her breasts were almost resting against the side of his face. “I hope you’re not uncomfortable around me, Kev, because you arouse me, too.”
“I do? I mean, you never…,” Kevin didn’t finish. He knew what he wanted to say, but he couldn’t forget this was his mother.
“I never showed it and never said anything because I didn’t know if you felt the same,” Amanda said. “I think you do, now. At least your body seemed to indicate it.”
Kevin felt his cock begin to throb at the sight of his mother’s breasts pressed against the small amount of material still holding them in place next to his face.
Then she stood up, stretched out her hands and pulled Kevin to his feet in front of her. She lifted Kevin’s hands to her chest. She brought them forward and placed each hand on top of a breast. Kevin used his fingertips to feel the exposed skin.
“Take off my dress, Kevin.”
He continued to feel her breasts. His heart pounded. He tried to keep from shaking. But there was no way he was NOT going to do this.
His hands moved up to the little straps on her shoulders. Simultaneously, he pushed them aside until they reached her arms. He let them fall, but they stopped along her arms and the tips of her breasts remained hidden. He grabbed each strap and gently lowered them.
His eyes never left her breasts. The dress began to fall in his hands and he let it get to her waist, fully exposing for the first time the luscious breasts he had yearned to see. Amanda lifted her arms free of the straps and then lowered them again at her side. Kevin suddenly realized the only way he was going to be able to touch his mother’s tits was if he let go of the dress, which he did.
It fell around her ankles. Amanda wore a black thong that scarcely covered her pussy. It clung to her body, hinting at every rise and fall of skin around her cunt. He would return to that in due time. First, he had to have her breasts.
Kevin didn’t need his Mom’s help this time to put his hands on her beautifully shaped breasts. He caressed them; kneaded them; molded them in his palms and between his fingers. He saw the nipples hardening and he rolled them between his fingers.
“Oh, Kevin. Yes. That feels so good,” Amanda said with her eyes closed.