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Mom didn’t change into her swimsuit until she had the boat where she wanted it. The ocean was beautifully calm, and from our spot we could still see the beach house. Of course she hadn’t changed into the swimsuit until now. She knew what it would do to me, hell, she barely even spoke to me as we trekked from the house to the dock. No wonder she made me go first. Not that her baggy jeans revealed anything…
I was waiting for her on the bow, silly me. When I heard her call me, I realized she must have finished changing and was aft. I rushed—albeit carefully—across the smooth wooden deck, ultimately staggering behind her. My exposed genitals flopped until I stopped, my small cock engorging at the sight of her so quickly.
She peered up at me over her right shoulder, smiling gently.
“There are you, silly. Hiding from Mommy?”
I gulped. Her sparkly blue-gray halter-swimsuit was a one-piece that exposed most of her round butt, almost all of her back thanks to a shoulder-strewn ponytail, and even her protruding side-boob.
“Not ever,” I said. And then plopped down to sit behind her. I scooted close, my boner first nudging her soft butt, a delightful limbo between supple and firm, and then it glided higher up her right hip when I shifted closer. My balls mushed into her cheek, my left foot almost knocking her left hand out from under her.
“Oops! Crazy boy. You almost pushed Mommy into the water.”
“I’d never endanger you,” I insisted, nuzzling and kissing her right shoulder. My right hand fell to fondle her upper thigh. My cock pulsed warmly on top of her right butt cheek and hip. I timidly peered up at her from over her shoulder. She still smiled softly. “I love you too much, Mommy.”
“You’re so sweet. I know you’d never do anything to hurt me, honey. I was just playing.”
I smiled, lightening up. “I love how playful you are, Mommy.” I scooted even closer, as if possible. Pre-cum oozed out of my cock and smeared her hip. I whimpered under my breath at the same time. My hand jerked up to squeeze her right breast, only the thumb digging into her side-boob. “So comfy, too, M-Mommy…”
“Hehe. You’re adorable. You want to take a dip, sweetie?”
I shook my head. “Scared. Sharks.”
“Aww, still? It’s okay, darling. But I won’t force you. Do you mind if I take a dip?”
“Only if you promise to be careful.”
“Always, love.” She craned her head to peck a kiss on my forehead, and then she prepared to get up.
Suddenly I withdrew and hoisted myself to my feet. A rope of pre-cum slung onto her shoulder. I didn’t acknowledge it; she barely glanced down. Her shaded eyes fixated on me from where she still sat.
“Don’t stand, Mommy, you might fall. I bet your big boobies off-set you all the time. Just slide off. You can use your fat butt as a cushion.”
Mom giggled. I never second-thought what I said, it was all just…organic. And I loved her more for understanding that I meant no harm.
“If you say so, sweetie.”
“Can…Can I make a request?” I asked, as my cock drooled pre-cum onto her right shoulder. She was unfazed.
“Of course, silly boy,” she smiled.
“Don’t dunk your head. You look so beautiful all dolled-up.”
“Aww, thanks, sweetheart. I was hoping you’d like it.”
“I love it, Mommy!” I gasped, and in one swift movement dipped my hips and thrusted my cock across her forehead. A snail-trail of pre-cum marked her like Simba, and she gasped playfully, before giggling some. My left hand fell to clutch the base of her ponytail as I dragged my oozing cock across the rest of her face, particularly her adorable nose and thick lips. “God, you’re so pretty, Mommy!”
Her smile widened, I could literally feel it at one point.
“Thank you, honey. I’m so happy you think so.”
“Go, Mommy! B-Before I nut in your stunning eyes!”
She snort-laughed adorably. “Okay, dear. Here I go.”
She carefully scooted off the lower deck, sliding into the water, but turning as she dipped. She caught the edge of the boat, keeping her torso above the rippling surface. Small beads of water speckled her chest and arms.
“Are you okay?” I asked, kneeling in front of her. My hands rubbing her shoulders. “Jeez, that looked like it might hurt!”
“Hehe, I’m quite alright, love.”
“Were you going to wade at all, or just stay here?”
“I haven’t decided, but for now I’ll just stay here with my wittle cutie.”
My cock throbbed harder. I leaned forward, and it nudged one of her breasts, as I hugged her face. My nose brushed hears, and some of my own pre-cum briefly bridged our cheeks.
“I love you, Mommy,” I said, withdrawing. My hands rose to massage my residual pre-cum into her skin with my thumbs, while she beamed at me.
“I love you, too, sweetie-pie.”
“I can’t, Mommy, I can’t—”
“Can’t what, my poor baby boy?” She pouted.
“You’re too pretty, Mommy, I, I’m gonna—” I stood up, my legs quivering. My cock bounced off Mom’s nose, balls pressed against a burgeoning smile, and I shot an explosive load right between her eyes. The first wad grazed off her forehead and streaked her hair. My knees bent and I plastered her gasping smile next, her pearly whites with my own hue of white, and almost struck an eye because she closed it in time.
“My goodness, sweetie,” she said, through a mustered smile, and even a little chuckle, her left eye blobbed shut.
“Forgive me, Mommy, but I…oh my god, you’re so beautiful.”
“Even now?” She asked.
“Especially now.”
“Aww, thank you, darling.”
“I’m gonna go grab a snack!” I said, food suddenly on my mind. I heard her laugh, and splash, as I darted back into the belly of the boat.
***
The rest of our trip to sea was considerably uneventful. Mom more or less rinsed herself off in the water, before returning to deck. Then she toweled up and suggested we return home. A bout of lethargy had hit me after I grabbed a snack, so I couldn’t argue.
It wasn’t until after we were home, and Mom had showered, myself rinsed, that I felt truly drawn to her again. I found her on the back patio, lounging on a black couch with a sloped back. I didn’t hesitate to snuggle up next to her. In a pair of skintight black yoga pants, and a snug black tanktop sans bra, there was no resisting her company.
Not only had she showered, but apparently applied some makeup, too. She rarely didn’t. I couldn’t complain.
“Hey, there, sweetie. Have a good time out there today?” She asked.
“Did you?” I asked, smelling her black hair. The shampoo, and her own scent. My cock, an erection virtually anytime I occupied her bubble, nudged her legs. My left arm rested across her flat stomach.
“I sure did, cutie. You’re always so sweet to Mommy.”
“It’s hard not to be. You’re like a goddess.” I then nuzzled her left armpit, and kissed it.
She tittered. “Silly.”
“Is there anything about you that’s bad?” I asked, brow furrowed. Then I nudged her left breast with my forehead, moving it beneath the black fabric. My face rose so that I could Eskimo-kiss it, making her chuckle. The slight motion of her chest caused her round breasts to move, too.
“You’re so cute. And such a sweetheart.” Her left hand stroked my hair.
I lifted my head and scooted not necessarily closer to her, but farther up. My left hand adjusted, inertly clutching her right breast.
“Mommy?”
“Yes, darling?”
I shuddered. “Eskimo-kiss me and tell me how much y-you love me.”
“Aww, sweetie.” Her lips puckered. God, they were so delicious.
Then she leaned forward and cradled my face, brushed my nose with hers, and with her eyes centimeters away, spoke tenderly.
“I love you so much, cupcake. You’ll always be Mommy’s precious baby boy.”
I shuddered and leaned in, brushing her face with mine. I moaned “Mommy” weakly before licking her from chin to upper lip, and then a glob of drool fell from my mouth and onto her upper chest. My face ascended, lips smearing her forehead, until my throbbing erection nudged her left breast. Moving it in the tanktop.
I smelled her hairline and then she tilted her head back to peer up at me.
“Always, Mommy?” I said in a small voice, and thrusted against her breast again. A little gasp squeaked out of me, and I idly drooled onto her lips.
She licked them clean, and her brow furrowed gently. “Always, sweet-pea.”
“M-Mommy!” I moaned, thrusting not into her breast this time but over it. My balls mushed into it instead, meeting where my pre-cum blotched the black fabric, while my cock glided across the skin of her exposed breast. My lips planted a wet kiss on her forehead.
“Oh, sweetie.” Her hands clutched my arms.
“Mommy, your, your boobies! F-Fuck, they’re so big, I…I’m gonna…”
“Nut on Mommy’s face again?”
A squeak exited my mouth. My legs shifted, knees on either side of her ribs. I dipped my hips and thrusted into her cleavage, between her breasts. My glans struck her sternum and slid up it, toward the base of her neck. I licked her mouth again.
“Will you, sweetie? Will you shoot your love onto Mommy’s face again?”
My eyes returned to hers. “I…I can, if…”
“Please, cupcake. Let Mommy wear you.”
“S-Squeeze your boobies around me, Mommy!”
She complied in an instant. The pressure of their spherical firmness and softness was the embrace I longed for. I thrusted against her sternum, up it and between her breasts.
“Fuck! Look at me, Mommy!” My hands cradled her face, thumbs massaging her cheeks. Her eyes widened before narrowing on me. I bathed in their beauty, in their tender candor. “I…I’m gonna…”
“Do it, sweetie. Do it for Mommy, precious.”
“I’m gonna paint your whore face, Mommy!”
“Yes! Paint Mommy with your hot love!”
I erected from straddling her waist and, still cradling her head, plastered her entire face. My previous orgasm on the boat paled in comparison. Speaking of pale—
Off-white semen streaked her from forehead to chin, in viscous ropes and thick globs. Some even dappled her breasts.
At one point she gasped for breath, and two strands of cum bridged her upper and bottom lip. I swatted at them with my cock, breaking the strips and then withdrawing. I returned to straddle her waist, smearing the semen on her snugly fitted breasts, all without using my hands. Only my left resumed its hold of her right breast, except firmer this time. I squeezed it, hard, and murmured—
“Mommy…”
“My sweetheart,” she said, briefly muffled by a froth of cum around her mouth. She lifted her hands to wipe it from her eyes, so that she could hold me in her gaze. “I love you so much.”
I muttered her “name” once more before unconsciousness took me. The last thing I remembered, besides the sight of my Mom’s cum-glazed face, was my own temple resting on top of her left breast…and one of her hands stroking the hair above my ear.