Sister/Mother - Sex Stories

Sister/Mother

... quickly remover her bikini top. “There, what do you think?”

Tim knew he had gone bright red in the face as he stared at his mother’s breasts for the first time.

“You don’t have to stare,” she said, “l’m sure they’re not the first tits you’ve seen, l bet your girlfriends have stripped off plenty of times.”

“That’s different,” he replied, “you’re my mother.”

“And your sister,” she giggled, she turned to face him, “so, what do you think, l know they’re not big but they are still nice a firm, here”, she handed him the sun lotion, “put some of that on me, l don’t want them to get sun burn.”

Tim hesitated.

“Don’t be silly Timmy,” she said, “look at that chap over there, he’s massaging his wife’s boobs, looks like he’s enjoying it too, come on, put some lotion on my back.”

He took the lotion and started applying it to her back.

“Now my front,” she said after a few minutes, she laid back on the beach towel.

Tim poured some lotion onto her tummy and started massaging it in.

“Don’t forget my boobs,” she giggled.

Tentatively he allowed his hands to travel up to the mounds of her breasts.

“Mmmm, that feels nice,” she said as he lightly massaged them. “It’s been a while since l had a man’s hands on my boobs.”

Tim felt her nipples hardening as his hands brushed over them. Instinctively he began to squeeze her breasts and circle her nipples with his fingers.

“Oh yes, that’s lovely,” she sighed, closing her eyes.

Tim began to enjoy what he ...

... was doing, he had to adjust his position in order to disguise the growing erection in his shorts.

“That’s enough,” she said suddenly, “l don’t want you getting any ideas, l am your mother after all.”

Tim quickly took his hands away, rubbing them on his chest to remove the lotion. In doing so he had forgotten about his erection and noticed her staring down at his lower tummy at the tent pole in his shorts. She just moved her eyes up to his face and giggled but said nothing.

The rest of the afternoon there was a change in the atmosphere, neither of them mentioned it but it was obvious there had been a change in their relationship. Eventually Susan said she was hungry, they both dressed and made their way home, stopping at a take-away to pick up a meal.

All through the meal they had said very little, there was a definite tension between them.

“This is your last evening,” she said eventually, “shall l make some popcorn and we can watch a film together, l would like that.”

Later they sat together on the sofa, Tim was still in his shorts and t-shirt, Susan was wearing a halter top and mini skirt. She cuddled up next to him and he put his arm around her, resting on her shoulder as he had done many times. They shared the popcorn as they watched the film but Tim found it difficult to concentrate on the movie.

“It was nice this afternoon,” she said.

“Yes it was,” he replied.

“What do you think of my boobs?” She asked, “are they good enough to go topless ...