The mother they shared
Mandy Todd stretched her long, slender body on the huge towel, the hot sand beneath her. She rested her face on crossed arms, her smoldering eyes hidden behind dark glasses. Her rich auburn hair moved lazily in the slight breeze coming off the ocean.
Sitting at her side, her young son Derick was pouring tanning oil onto her back, rubbing it into her satiny flesh. His hands felt good on her skin, the slow way they moved up and down from her shoulders to her skimpy bikini bottom. She had untied her halter, not wanting to have a tell-tale strip of whiteness on her flesh. It was bad enough she had to wear the bottoms, as it was.
Mandy would have preferred to have been naked, completely naked, to the rays of the midday sun. But she certainly couldn't strip off on the public beach, with so many people around. She didn't like the public beach much, but it was all she had. She didn't like crowds, and the beach was very crowded, especially on weekends like this.
She murmured softly as Derick's hands kept up their movements, massaging her flesh gently, almost too lightly. She shifted her shoulders, finding a more comfortable pressure on her tits. To look at her, one would have thought she was dozing as her son rubbed the oil into her flesh, but Mandy was wide awake, her eyes open behind the dark sunglasses. She was watching the people, her eyes taking in the variety of bodies, the shapes and forms.
One young man especially caught her attention. He was sitting about ten feet away, leaning back, long muscular legs straight out. He wore a very tight, very brief bikini, and the bulge of his cock and balls was very pronounced. She could see a thin line of hair swirling from the swimsuit top, up to his navel. And she was excited by it. There was a tingle between her legs, her cunt moist inside the tight confines of her bikini bottoms.
With a sigh, she shifted her position again, parting her deliciously long legs, digging her toes into the warm sand.
"Your skin is so soft, Mom," she heard Derick say softly.
"Mmmm," she replied lazily.
"I like to feel your skin," he said as he worked his hands up and down her back.
She purred with excitement, gazing at the other young man, her eyes fixed upon the enticing bulge of his swimsuit. She wondered how big the guy's cock was, how big his balls were, if they were full, loaded. Mandy liked full balls, hot balls. She especially liked what they contained.