Chapter 157: Roaring Surf & Raging Hormones_1 This story is the property of Mom''s Bedroom, written by author Klrxo.
It is purely fictional, and all characters in this story are over the age of
18.
Roaring Surf & Raging Hormones
By Klrxo
"Honey, I need your help," Coral exclaimed, her voice laced with
excitement. Her voluptuous figure was adorned in a barely-there
bikini top, her huge breasts bouncing as she spoke. "Slater''s planning
an exciting surfing adventure up the coast and I''m going with him."
Her husband Rex furrowed his brow, concern etched on his face.
"Coral, what about the girls? You can''t just run off for a week like
some carefree teenager with no responsibilities. Who will take care of
the kids?"
Coral waved a dismissive hand, her mind consumed with the thrill of
the upcoming journey. "Fuck, Rex, don''t worry so much. The girls will
stay with my mother. The only thing you have to worry about is the
dog." As she spoke, her eyes sparkled with anticipation and her body
practically vibrated with excitement.
"How on earth do you plan on going a week without sex?" Rex asked,
his voice tinged with disbelief. He knew his wife, Coral, was a
nymphomaniac freak who loved to fuck at every opportunity.
Coral''s eyebrows furrowed as she paused for a moment, her full lips
biting down on her bottom lip in deep thought. She was like an addict,
unable to go even an hour without touching herself or a day without
having a cock buried inside her.
"I''ll figure something out," she finally answered, shrugging her
shoulders nonchalantly. But both of them knew that it would be nearly
impossible for Coral to resist her insatiable urges for an entire week.
Rex chuckled, the corners of his mouth turning up in a sly smile.
"Honey, we both know that''s not possible," he teased, knowing full
well that Coral''s cravings were too strong to deny for long.
Coral couldn''t help but laugh at her husband''s accuracy. "Alright, fine.
Maybe I''ll pack a few of my fuck-toys to help me along," she said
mischievously, her eyes sparkling with naughty intent.
Slater was the spitting image of his mother, Coral. He shared her
sun-kissed skin and bleached blonde hair, which gave him an
irresistible surfer-boy vibe. His body was lean and chiseled, a result
of countless hours spent surfing and chasing waves. But it wasn''t just
his physique that turned every girl''s head, it was also his insatiable
appetite for sex inherited from his wild and carefree mother.
When he wasn''t catching waves in the ocean, Slater could be found
in the back of his restored VW bus, fucking beautiful women he had
met at the beach. He had a particular attraction to those with
voluptuous curves and huge tits, which he would eagerly suck and
nibble on while thrusting his impressive 10-inch erection deep inside
their tight, slippery folds. The local girls had given him a fitting
nickname - "hammerhead" - in reference to the large, tapered head of
his massive member that relentlessly pounded against the cervix of
every woman he bedded, determined to penetrate even deeper.
"Let''s go get some action, mom," Slater declared, his dark eyes
blazing with energy and mischief. He effortlessly scooped up Coral,
slinging her over his broad shoulder while grabbing her bag in the
other hand. She squealed and laughed, feeling the sun-warmed skin
of his neck against her bare legs as he carried her towards his van.
The succulent cheeks of her rounded, bikini-thonged ass pointed
towards the sky, the scent of coconut sunscreen and saltwater filled
the air around them.
"I was born ready for action, hammerhead," Coral teased, a playful
glint in her aqua green eyes.
Slater chuckled, setting her down next to his van with a thud. "Hey,
how did you know that was my nickname?"
Coral''s lips curled into a sly smile as she sauntered closer to him. "I
have my ways," she replied enigmatically, leaving Slater to wonder
just how well she knew him. With the ocean crashing in the
background and the warm breeze tousling their hair, they were both
ready for whatever adventures this summer would bring.
The sleek, aqua-colored van zipped along the winding highway 101,
hugging the curves of the scenic coast. The windows were rolled
down, allowing the salty ocean air to rush in and mix with the blaring
surf rock anthem "Miserlou" by Dick Dale.
Coral sat sideways in her seat, her long blonde hair whipping behind
her like a flag in the wind. Her tanned legs were spread wide open,
one bare foot propped up on Slater''s shoulder while the other rested
on the center console. From this angle, Slater had an unobstructed
view of Coral''s bikini-clad crotch, barely covered by the thin fabric
that hugged her smooth outer labial folds and defined her cuntal
fissure. It was an intentionally provocative position and Coral reveled
in it, her plump, pink lips parting as she let out a satisfied sigh.
"Mm, that breeze feels amazing," she yelled over the music, leaning
even further out the window and causing her king-sized tits to
practically spill out of her tiny bikini top. Their journey had just begun,
but already Coral was feeling wild and free, ready for whatever
adventure awaited them on this coastal road trip.
"Careful, mom. Your boobs might snap that bikini top right in two,"
Slater stated, still eyeballing her magnificent mounds.
"Somehow I doubt you''d care," she giggled, sliding her toes along his
chin. She brought them to his mouth, their nails glowing with bright
red polish and began to slip them teasingly inside his mouth.
"What are you doing?" Slater giggled.
"Just suck on my toes," she grinned. "It''s not like I''m asking you to
suck on my clit or something. Are you scared?"
"He''ll no, I ain''t scared."
"Then suck on them," she playfully urged.
Slater eagerly complied, his lips closing around her polished toes one
by one as they danced in his mouth. Coral let out a contented sigh as
he enjoyed this playful activity, her hips twitching in response. The
breeze continued to rush through the van, the scent of saltwater
mingling with the sweet odor of her arousal.
As they continued down the winding road, Coral''s cheeks began to
flush with arousal. "I need a rest area," she announced, panting
slightly.
"You need to pee already?" Slater asked, glancing at her with
concern.
"Nobody said anything about needing to pee," Coral replied with a sly
grin.
Slater''s eyes drifted down to her lower regions, silently
acknowledging what she truly needed. "Well, if that''s all you need,
you can just go in the back and do it. No need for us to stop," he
suggested.
Coral chuckled at his nonchalant attitude towards her self-pleasure.
"When it comes to naughty things, you think of everything, don''t you
my hammerhead," she teased, leaning over to kiss him on the cheek
before climbing into the back of the van.
She pulled the curtain closed behind her, leaving a small two-inch
gap that drew Slater''s attention.
Coral quickly slipped off her vibrant bikini bottom and retrieved a
sleek, battery-operated vibrating wand from her bag. With a sly smile,
she settled onto the back seat of the car and propped her long,
tanned legs up in the air. Anticipation built as she clicked on her toy
and brought it down to her overheated vagina, pressing it against her
pulsating clit. She let out a contented sigh at the overwhelming
sensations coursing through her body.
From the front of the van, Slater cautiously peered back through his Sёarch* The N?vel(F)ire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
rear view mirror. A small gap in the curtain allowed him a tantalizing
glimpse of Coral''s form. Her legs were thrown up in the air, toes
clenched in delight, as she squirmed on the rear seat. His gaze
zeroed in on her glistening skin, flushed with pleasure, and he
couldn''t help but feel a stirring in his board shorts. He imagined the
vibrating wand pressed against her sensitive clit, moving in quick,
circular motions to drive her wild with desire. The thought of her
writhing in ecstasy sent a delicious rush of arousal through his body,
making it hard for him to focus on driving.
Like most guys his age, he''d spent plenty of hours fantasizing about
his mom. She was his first crush, his first love, and his biggest sexual
obsession. But now, seeing her with her legs in the air, her toes
curled up in pleasure, and that battery-operated toy buzzing against
her clit, he realized that the fantasies weren''t enough. He needed to
see it all, to touch her, to taste her. He needed to be a part of her
pleasure. He needed to be inside her, exploring her hot, tight core
with his hammerhead, and give her the most intense orgasm she''d
ever had.
Coral clenched her pretty white teeth together as the vibrator zipped
back and forth over her throbbing clit, her hips bucking wildly. Her
moans grew louder with each passing second, and the scent of her
arousal filled the van.
"Fuck," she snarled, closing her eyes and grinding harder against the
pulsating wand. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
Her climax was building, cresting higher and higher until finally, she
slammed the toy into her pulsating cunt, screaming into the curtained
space as her orgasm took her. Wave after wave of pleasure washed
over her, her inner walls tightening and releasing in a frenzy.
When at last she had come down from the edge, she let out a
contented sigh and turned off the wand. Slater could hear the
clattering of the wand hitting her floor of the van.
"You alright back there, mom?" he asked, a hint of nervousness in his
voice.
"Yeah, I''m good. Just needed a little break. I think we should pull over
and take a dip in the ocean. I could really go for a swim."
"You got it," Slater replied, pulling the van onto the next rest area. He
popped the trunk and grabbed a drink out of the cooler and the aroma
of his mom''s sweet pussy wafted out, filling his lungs.
"A good dip would sure feel good, but so would some good, hot sex,"
he confessed.
Coral snickered and hugged him, crushing her fat tits against his
shirtless chest. "Your so much like your mom it''s crazy," she stated.
"Always craving your next fuck, aren''t you?"
"Well, God didn''t give me a dick so it could sit in my shorts all day,"
joked Slater, his deep voice laced with playful banter.
A sly grin tugged at Coral''s lips as she countered with a teasing
remark of her own. "I''m the one who gave you your ''big dick'' with that
juicy hammerhead tip. You should be thanking me for that."
Slater''s suggestive grin widened as he leaned in closer to her. "How
would you like me to thank you?"
Coral''s gaze flickered down to his bulging crotch and then back up to
meet his mischievous eyes. "Don''t tempt me. I''m more than you could
handle."
Slater chuckled, unfazed by her challenge. "That''s what all the girls
say. And trust me, I handle them pretty fucking well." His confidence
oozed out from every word.
"All the girls your age, you mean?" Coral quipped, rolling her eyes.
"My advice: if you really wanna get fucked, find a mom my age. We''ll
make you cum so fucking hard your balls will be sore for days."
Slater sighed at her words, knowing she was probably right. He
watched as she started down the path towards the beach, the sun
kissing her bronzed skin and highlighting the curves of her body. Her
thong was tucked between her meaty ass-cheeks, leaving very little
to the imagination as it swayed atop her gorgeous, tan legs. The
outer layer of fat jiggled beneath the smooth skin of her cheeks,
tempting him even more.
Slater and Coral plunged into the inviting ocean, relishing the tingling
sensation of cool water against their skin. The waves were larger
than they had expected, rising and falling with magnificent force. As
they frolicked in the salty sea, a particularly powerful wave pummeled
into Coral, causing her bikini top to fly off and disappear into the
depths.
"Shit, I lost my bikini top," Coral exclaimed to her son, who was still
treading water beside her.
Slater offered to retrieve another one from their van, but Coral simply
shrugged it off. "Don''t worry about it, darling. They''re just boobs," she
chuckled, floating on her back and basking in the warm sun. "Nothing
you or anyone else on this beach hasn''t seen before." She winked
mischievously at him as she adjusted her bottoms and continued to
enjoy their playful swim together.
When they were finished, the mother sauntered across the beach,
drawing the attention of every guy in her path. As she and Slater
strolled back towards the van, the movement of her enormous wet tits
captivated all who watched. Each step caused them to jiggle and bob,
a hypnotizing dance that left onlookers in awe. But none was more
fascinated than Slater, whose eyes were fixed on her jutting boobies
as they bounced with each step. He couldn''t help but marvel at their
sheer size and fullness. Her areolas were wide and dusky pink,
encircling thick, suckable nipples that protruded from their centers.
Slater had definitely indulged in his fair share of titty sucking during
his beach adventures, but none compared to the massive and
succulent breasts of Coral. They were a sight to behold, and he found
himself entranced by their beauty and size.
"Mom, you''re like a whole fucking water park up there!" he shouted,
laughing as her massive tits bobbed up and down. "How do you even
manage to swim with those things?"
Coral turned around to face him, her eyes crinkling with amusement
as she playfully punched him in the arm. "I guess you''ll never have to
worry about me drowning in this ocean, will you?" she said with a
laugh.
Slater shook his head, grinning ear to ear. "No, I don''t think so.
You''re a goddamn beacon of buoyancy out there," he said, his eyes
never leaving her chest.
Coral looked down, her cheeks flushing slightly at the compliment.
"You''re a funny boy," she said, a hint of warmth in her voice. "But let''s
not forget who taught you how to swim in the first place."
As they made their way back to the van, three attractive girls passed
by them, their sun-kissed bodies adorned in skimpy bikinis that left
little to the imagination. Each one turned to look at Slater as they
walked by, their eyes filled with desire and longing.
"Hey, Slater," one of the girls called out, her voice playful and flirty.
Slater waved back with a grin, enjoying the attention from the trio of
beauties.
His mother chuckled beside him. "One of your many conquests I
assume?"
Slater laughed, the memory of fucking the girl''s sweet, tight pussy in
the back of his van already fading from his mind. "I vaguely
remember her. She wasn''t very good."
Coral chimed in with a sly smile. "Ah yes, these young girls may be
pretty to look at, but they wouldn''t know what to do with someone like
you."
"Maybe you should give lessons on how to fuck, mom," Slater
suggested playfully, "since you seem to have such a knack for it
yourself."
"Well, I do love to fuck," Coral candidly admitted, "and if you do
something enough times it becomes second nature."
Slater chuckled, shaking his head at his mom''s audacity. He knew
she was right though; no one could compete with the expertise of a
woman who had been in the game for decades.
They reached the van and began drying off, but Slater was anxious to
stay on the subject of sex and he had a hard time keeping his eyes
off of Coral''s big, jiggling tits as she dried herself.
"Have you ever had one of those super-orgasms, or is that just a
myth, like Bigfoot or a rainbow unicorn?"
"You mean have I cum a hundred times in a row? No," Coral
answered, "but I have had some orgasms that made me see stars
and hear angels sing. And let me tell you, baby, once you''ve
experienced that - that toe-curling, soul-shaking ecstasy - it''s hard to
settle for anything less."
"See, that''s the way I wanna make a girl cum," Slater stated. "I wanna
make her scream so loud she shatters my fucking windows. We''ll, not
really, that could get expensive, but you know what I mean."
"Well, I''ll tell you what, you give me advice on how to improve my
surfing skills and I''ll give you pointers on how to make a girl cum like
a fucking natural disaster," Coral proposed, smirking.
Slater laughed, appreciating his mother''s suggestion. "Deal," he said,
reaching out for a handshake.
"What''s this handshake, bullshit?" Coral snickered. "I''m your mom.
We don''t shake, we hug."
Slater glanced at her wobbling tits excitedly. "I won''t argue with that."
Slater sighed as she hugged him, feeling the warmth and weight of
her fleshy orbs squash between them. Her fat nipples prodded
against his skin, making his cock stiffen. Their hug seemed to last a
little longer than usual as Coral let her son enjoy the fullness of her
tits against him.
Coral decided to forgo yet another bikini and instead chose a skimpy,
crop top t-shirt to pair with her bottoms as they hit the open road once
again. The sun was high in the sky when they arrived at their first
surfing spot, and the waves crashed against the shore in a
mesmerizing rhythm. The back of the van became their lunch spot, as
they refueled and prepared for their day on the water. Slater gave his
mom some pointers on surfing, eagerly pointing out different
techniques and spots to catch the perfect wave before they even
dipped their toes in the sea. His passion for the sport was contagious,
and Coral couldn''t wait to try out his tips in the crashing waters
ahead.
As they prepared to hit the waves, Coral suddenly offered her own
advice. "You need to understand pussy before you can really get a
woman to scream."
"Um...ok," Slated stated, his attention piqued.
"Don''t make assumptions about what every person with a vagina
likes, and don''t base your actions on what you see in porn."
"Is that a piece of advice?" Slater inquired.
"It sure is," Coral replied with a smile. "You shared surfing tips, so I''ll
share a tip about how to fuck in a way that gives girl an intense
orgasm. That was our agreement, right?"
"Absolutely," Slater agreed, prompting Coral to continue her counsel.
"First, communication is key. Ask girls how they like to be fucked,
don''t assume you know. We''re all different, just like these waves.
Some girls like it slow and gentle, others like it fast and rough. Watch
their reactions and listen to their desires."
"Got it," Slater nodded.
"Second, don''t be afraid to try new things. Like surfing, you''ll never
master it if you don''t take risks and push your boundaries. Every
pussy is different, so experiment and explore."
"I can do that."
"Third, foreplay is just as important as the main event. You wouldn''t
just jump on a board and expect to ride the waves without some
warm-up first, right? The same goes for fucking. Take your time,
tease, and build anticipation."
"Build anticipating," Slater repeated. "Damn, I feel like I should be
taking notes."
"You better, I''m gonna quiz you later," Coral joked.
"Any other advice?"
"Yes, remember to be patient," Coral continued. "Surfing takes time to
master, as does fucking a girl to a toe-curling orgasm. Some days
you''ll catch the perfect wave and others you''ll wipe out, but it''s all part
of the learning process. The same goes for fucking. Some days you''ll
make her see stars, and others you won''t. But keep trying, because
the rewards are worth it."
Slater nodded, taking in his mother''s words. "I''ll remember that next
time I''m between a girl''s legs."
"Good," Coral said, "because you''re gonna have to practice a lot if
you want to become a master at it."
As they stepped off the van and onto the soft, warm sand, their eyes
were immediately drawn to the vast expanse of sparkling blue ocean
that lay before them. The sound of crashing waves filled their ears,
soothing and invigorating at the same time.
But their admiration was cut short by a local surfer named Rusty, his
fiery red hair and smattering of freckles fitting his name perfectly. He
had a group of other surfers surrounding him, all with similarly
intimidating looks on their faces. It was clear they were the cool kids,
the ones who ruled this beach.
"Sorry, this beach is closed to posers today," Rusty sneered.
Slater and Coral exchanged glances, their determination only growing
stronger. They were not going to let these bullies ruin their day.
"Well, I guess it should be open to me then, ''cause I''m no poser,"
Slater declared defiantly as he and Coral hoisted their boards onto
their shoulders and marched towards the ocean.
Rusty''s grin faltered slightly, but he quickly recovered with a snide
remark. "Maybe not...but I bet your mom''s a whore though."
Slater paused, clenching his jaw and his fists. Coral placed a hand on
his shoulder to stop things from getting out of hand. "Let it go, babe,"
she advised, glaring back at the gang and speaking loud enough so
they could hear. "Let someone else clean this dog shit off the beach."
"I heard that," Rusty shouted.
"I''m sure you did," Coral said with a smirk, flipping him the bird.
Slater chuckled and walked alongside his mom, both aware that they
had just made some enemies. But they didn''t care. They were
determined to enjoy their day surfing.
As they waded into the water and began to catch waves, Slater could
feel the excitement coursing through his veins. The adrenaline rush
that came with climbing onto a wave and riding it to the shore, the
salty mist hitting his face, the sound of the crashing waves - it was all
exhilarating. He glanced at Coral, who certainly wasn''t as skilled as
he was, but was still riding the waves with ease and grace.
"Mom, when you''re about to pop up on the board, make sure to use
your legs to kick off the water and create momentum. That''ll help you
catch the wave easier."
Coral took his advice and perfected her technique, riding with more
confidence with each wave she caught. She could feel the excitement
building within her as she continued to improve.
They straddled their boards in the calm water, waiting for their next
set of waves. Coral took advantage of this pause to offer more tips of
her own.
"When you''re fucking a girl," she began, "you want to think of it like
surfing. You''ve got to ride that wave, feel the rhythm, and adjust your
position accordingly. Trust your natural sense of balance."
Slater grinned at his mom''s recommendation. "I like that analogy. It''s
all about timing and control, right?"
"Absolutely," Coral replied. "Just like you told me to kick my feet to
create more momentum, you can use your hips to create a better
rhythm and drive your cock home with every thrust. Use your core,
too, and breathe. It''s all about coordination and control when your
fucking a girl."
"I got it, Mom. So just like I surf, I can fuck like a pro, right?"
"Yep," Coral giggled, "and feel that rush of conquering nature, both on
the waves and between the sheets."
When they finished surfing they were shocked when they got back to
the van to find Rusty and his goons waiting for them. They had
followed them out of spite, hoping to cause more trouble.
Slater and Coral didn''t flinch. They both knew they couldn''t back
down now. They were determined to enjoy their road trip without fear.
"What do you want?" Slater asked, standing tall beside his mother.
Rusty smirked, "We saw you guys surfing, thought maybe we could
give you some pointers. You know, since you''re a newcomer and all."
Coral raised an eyebrow, "Pointers? Sorry, but we don''t take pointers
from a bunch of bed wetting bullies."
"Watch your mouth before I smack you, bitch!" Rusty shouted, but
before he could even take a step forward, Slater moved with
lightning-fast reflexes and delivered a swift punch straight to Rusty''s
face. The bully let out a pained grunt as he fell to the ground,
clutching eye.
The rest of Rusty''s gang hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to
do. Coral seized this opportunity, grasping her son by the arm. "Let''s
get out of here," she said, gesturing to the van.
Slater quickly followed her, not looking back at Rusty and his beaten
friends. As they climbed into the van, Coral started the engine and
drove off, leaving the bullies behind.
"Well, that was a close call," Slater said, rubbing his knuckles. "I
thought the rest of those guys were gonna jump me."
"Close calls build character," Coral replied. "Let''s find a friendlier
beach to set up camp for the night. I''m not in the mood for more
trouble."
"Agreed." Slater replied, he couldn''t help but feel a sense of pride at
sticking up for his mom. They drove along the coastline, scouting for
a quieter, less frequented beach.
As they turned a bend, they spotted the perfect spot. The sun was
beginning to set, casting a warm glow on the sand and water. They
pulled the van onto the secluded beach and began preparing the
back for the night.
The back seat folded down into a large, comfortable bed, perfect for
an evening of rest and relaxation. Slater and his mom crawled
beneath the big blanket they''d be sharing, Slater wearing just his
briefs and Coral in panties and a snug cami top.
"Looks like we finally found paradise," Slater murmured into the
warmth of Coral''s hair as they lay intertwined on the bed.
"It sure does," Coral agreed, running a gentle hand down Slater''s
chest, her huge, soft tits mashed against his side. "Although I''m sure
you''d like to be sinking your cock into some hot babe right now."
"Hmm, maybe," Slater said with a sly grin, his fingers tracing the
curve of his mother''s hip. "But you''re a pretty hot babe yourself,
mom."
Coral laughed softly, her eyes dancing with mischief. "Well, thank
you, babe, but what are you saying...that you wanna sink your boymeat
into the pussy that birthed you?"
"Well, if we''re being honest," Slater began, a smirk tugging at the
corners of his lips, "it''s not like I haven''t fantasized about it before."
Coral giggled, the sound sending a shiver down his spine. "Oh,
really? When was the first time you had that thought?"
Slater hesitated for a moment, but then decided to be truthful. "When
you were pregnant with Amy."
"Wow, you were only like...thirteen," Coral joked, lightly running her
fingers over his chest again. "But I find that thought kind of hot. In a
twisted, incestuous way."
"You''re not going to judge me, are you?" Slater asked, his heart rate
picking up at the thought of the conversation taking an unexpected
turn.
"I could, but I''m too turned on by the idea to care," Coral admitted,
her breath becoming more ragged.
Slater felt himself growing harder at her words, his erection now
straining against the tight material of his briefs. "You mean, turned on
by the thought of you and I, um..."
"Fucking?" Coral finished for him, her voice low and sultry. "Since
we''re being honest, yes, I''m turned on by the idea of us, a mother
and her son, getting it on hot and nasty. It''s fucking taboo, and that''s
exactly what gets me wet."
Slater''s eyes widened in shock, but then his cock twitched at the
thought of the forbidden act. "I didn''t think you''d be into that, mom."
"Well, I''ve always had a thing for bad boys," Coral replied, her fingers
playing with his nipples."And what''s more bad than wanting to fuck
the shit out of your own mother."
"I guess that makes me the bad boy you always wanted, huh?" Slater
asked, his voice a mix of excitement and nervousness.
Coral gazed into his eyes with a sultry stare. "I don''t know. Do you
wanna be my bad boy?" she whispered, gently running her toes down
his leg.
"Maybe," he grinned.
"Maybe, huh?" Coral said, brazenly pulling down his briefs to reveal
his hard cock. Her hand gripped it, taking long, exploring strokes that
made Slater gasp in disbelief.
"See, your fucking rock hard," she noted. "You wouldn''t be this erect
right now if you weren''t really into the idea of fucking your own mom."
Slater shivered at the sensation of his mom''s warm hand around him,
his eyes locked on her face. "Yeah, but can we, um...do that?" he
asked. "Fuck each other I mean?"
Coral smirked, a devilish glint in her eye. "I don''t see why not, babe.
After all, we''re already on a road trip, living life to the fullest, and
exploring our boundaries. Why not this one too?"
Slater hesitated for a moment but then nodded, his heart pounding in
his chest. "Mom, please tell me you''re not joking with me right now,"
he whispered, his voice trembling.
Coral leaned down and gently kissed his nipple, her lips soft and
warm against his skin. "Oh, I''m not joking, babe," she purred, "this is
the real deal. The question is, are you man enough to give it a go?"
Slater swallowed hard, his cock twitching at the prospect of taking
things further. "Yes," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "I am."
With a wicked grin, Coral moved further down his body, her lips
trailing along his chest and abdomen until she reached his erect
member. Her eyes widened and her heart fluttered when she saw
just how long and fat it was; 10-inches of delicious, vein-encrusted
fuck-meat, made for fucking. She took him in her mouth, her warm,
wet lips surrounding his shaft as she sucked gently.
Slater moaned softly, his hands gripping the blanket tightly. He
couldn''t believe what was happening, but there was a part of him that
had been curious about this forbidden desire for a long time.
As her expertise with her mouth became apparent, he couldn''t help
but wonder how many thousands of blowjobs she had given in her
life.
"Damn, mom, you know just how to get things started right," he
groaned.
Coral smiled around his cock, the warmth of her hand wrapping
around the thick base of his shaft. "I''ve given a few blowjobs in my
time," she admitted, her lips gliding up and down his length. "But I
promise you, I''ve saved my best performance until right now."
As she continued to pleasure him, Slater found himself growing more
aroused. His heart raced, pounding in his chest, as his mom
continued to suck and lick at his cock. The sensation was unlike
anything he had ever experienced before despite having gotten
plenty of sloppy blowjobs in the back of his van.
Coral''s hand snaked around to cup his balls, gently massaging them
as she continued to work on his cock, the rounded ring of her beestung
lips gliding up and down his thick stalk, making the fat, blue
veins shimmer with saliva.
Slater''s thoughts raced with the taboo nature of the situation.But as
Coral continued to give him the most intense blowjob of his life, he
couldn''t help but let his inhibitions go.
"Fuck, mom...I can''t believe you''re doing this to me," he whispered,
losing himself in the moment. "This feels so...so wrong, yet so right."
Coral giggled around his cock, the sound vibrating through the shaft
and making Slater''s toes curl. "That''s the beauty of a taboo fuck," she
murmured, "they feel like they shouldn''t be happening, but the thrill of
breaking a taboo just makes them feel even more intense."
Slater moaned, his hips bucking involuntarily as he felt Coral''s tongue
curl against the band of skin that connected his knob to his foeskin.
"Oh, god, mom," he groaned. "You''re so good at this."
Coral pulled back, smirking up at him. "You better believe it, baby,"
she said, her voice low and sultry. "And I''m only just getting started."
She kissed the tip of his cock, her eyes locked onto his, as she
slowed her movements, teasing him by flickering her licker all over
his bulbous "hammerhead." Slater''s breath hitched, the anticipation
building, as he watched her slowly take him back into her mouth, the
velvety warmth of her lips enveloping him.
"Oh, fuck, mom..." he panted, his eyes fluttering shut as the pleasure
overwhelmed him.
Coral hummed around his cock, the vibrations sending shivers
through him. She knew exactly what she was doing, and the look in
her eyes told him she was just as thrilled as he was.
Slater felt a hand wrap around his erection, stroking it in time with the
rhythm of Coral''s mouth, the warmth of the hand and the slick
wetness of her throat blending together, sending waves of ecstasy
coursing through him.
"Take me deeper, mom," he groaned, his hips bucking involuntary.
"See if you can swallow all my dick."
Coral smirked, her eyes never leaving his as she slowly took him
deeper, her lips stretching around his girth. She could feel his cock
growing even harder, the veins pulsing with each beat of his heart.
"Oh, god, yes," Slater moaned. "You''re doing so good."
Coral hummed again, the vibrations making his cock twitch in
response. She pulled back again, her lips glistening with saliva, and
looked up at him, a wicked grin on her face. "I told you I''d save my
best for you, baby," she purred, her voice low and sultry. "And I''m not
done yet."
She leaned back down, her mouth closing around his cock once
more, this time taking him in deeper than before, her tongue flicking
against the sensitive spot just beneath the head. Slater moaned
louder, his hands gripping the blanket tightly as he tried to control his
breathing.
Coral''s hand continued to stroke him in time with her mouth, her
fingers sliding up and down his shaft, her nails scraping lightly against
his skin. The sensation was electrifying, and Slater knew he wouldn''t
be able to last much longer.
"I''m gonna cum, mom," he warned, his voice raspy with arousal. "I''m
gonna cum if you don''t stop."
Coral pulled back, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Why the fuck
would I stop? This is the best part."
She chuckled and returned to her task, sucking him harder and
faster, her hand matching the rhythm of her mouth. Slater could feel
the orgasm building, the pleasure intensifying with every stroke, every
suck, every moan from Coral.
"Oh, fuck...motherfucker," he groaned, his hips bucking as he
reached the edge. "I''m gonna cum!"
Coral hummed around his cock, her eyes locked on his, daring him to
pour his hot seed down her throat. He felt his balls tighten, the
pressure building, and then it happened. Hot, thick cum erupted from
his cock, shooting down Coral''s throat, coating the back of her mouth.
Slater groaned, his head thrown back as he spurted, cumming harder
and longer than he ever had before. Coral gulped it down, her eyes
never leaving his, her hand working him until the last drop was spent.
"Goodamn, that was good," Slater panted, finally able to catch his
breath.
Coral smirked up at him, her eyes shining with satisfaction. "I told you
I''d take care of you, baby," she said, her voice still seductive and low.
"And that was just a blowjob. Wait until you see how my hot, tight
pussy can make you feel."
Slater swallowed hard, trying to clear the haze of ecstasy from his
mind. "Hot damn," he stated, feeling another rush of adrenaline. "I''m
gonna fuck you so hard, mom."
Coral giggled, throwing off her cami top and releasing her big,
wobbling boobies. "Oh, yeah?" she purred, her eyes gleaming with
mischief as she quickly stripped her panties off. "Let''s see if that cock
of yours can handle a pussy like mine."
Slater''s eyes widened as he took in the sight of his mother''s naked
body. The thought of fucking her had been a taboo fantasy for so long
that he couldn''t believe it was finally happening. But seeing her
naked, her body glistening with sweat from the passionate blowjob
she had just given him, he knew that he was ready for whatever
came next.
"I''m warning you, mom, I''m not going easy on you," Slater said, his
voice husky with lust. "I''m gonna make you feel every inch of my
cock, and you''re gonna love it."
Coral laughed, climbing on top of him, her breasts heaving enticingly.
"Oh, I know you will, baby," she breathed, her eyes locked onto his.
"You''re just like your mother. You love a hard, nasty fuck."
She slowly lowered herself onto his erect cock, feeling the thick
pulsing "hammerhead" stretch through the remnants of her hymen
and into her juice-slickened entrance.
Slater moaned, his hands gripping her hips, guiding her as she
impaled herself. "Oh, fuck, mom...you feel so good," he groaned. "So
fucking tight."
Coral bit her lip, her eyes rolling back as she adjusted to the size of
his sinewy cock, feeling it stretch her pussy wide. "Just wait until you
feel how tight my cunt can get," she purred, her voice low and sultry.
"I''m going to wrap my pussy muscles around you so tight that you
won''t be able to feel anything but the pleasure."
Slater gasped, feeling her pussy contracting around his cock, milking
him. "Fuck...fuck," he groaned, his hips bucking involuntarily. "You''re
going to kill me, mom."
"This isn''t one of those inexperienced teenage pussies you''re used
to, baby," she stated. "This is a tight, wet, and experienced pussy
that''s going to give you the ride of your life."
Slater couldn''t believe what was happening. His mother, the woman
who had raised and nurtured him, was now riding him like a skilled
porn star. Her hips were moving in a perfect, rhythmic motion, each
thrust feeling more intense than the last.
"Oh, fuck, mom," he groaned, his hands reaching up to grip her tits.
"You''re driving me wild."
Coral laughed, her eyes locked on his. "That''s the idea, baby," she
purred, her voice low and sultry. "I wanna make you feel so good that
you''ll beg me for more."
She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear. "Do you want more,
baby?"
Slater groaned, his hips bucking involuntarily as he felt her creamy
cleavage swollow his neck "Yes, mom. Please, more. Fuck me
harder."
Coral grinned, her eyes shining with satisfaction. "You dirty boy," she
whispered, her voice a seductive purr. "I love the way you''re just as
nasty as I am."
She leaned down, her tongue laving at his ear, sending shivers down
his spine. "I''m gonna give you more, baby," she promised, her voice
dropping to a sultry growl. "I''m gonna make you cum so fucking hard
that you''ll never forget it."
She started riding him harder, her hips slamming down onto his cock,
her pussy muscles clenching and releasing in a rhythm that was
driving him wild. Slater moaned, his hands gripping her hips, his
fingernails digging into her flesh as he tried to control himself.
"Oh, fuck, mom," he groaned, his hips bucking to meet her thrusts as
he gazed upward at the wild display of bouncing tit-flesh.
Coral chuckled, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "That''s
right, baby. Fuck me," she demanded, her voice hoarse with lust.
"Make me soak your cock with my honey."
He complied eagerly, his cock pounding into her with a fierce intensity
as she rode him, her pussy tightening around him with each thrust.
The sight of Coral''s naked body bouncing atop his, her gigantic
breasts swinging and jiggling with every movement, sent a surge of
desire through him that he couldn''t control.
One of the things his mom did that the other girls didn''t was alternate
between bouncing on his cock and slowing down to a sinuous,
deliberate grind, her pussy muscles flexing and squeezing him like a
vice.
"Fuck, mom, your pussy is like a wet, hot vice around my cock,"
Slater gasped, his hips bucking to match her rhythm.
Coral smirked, her eyes never leaving his. "You should expect no
less from a fuck-freak like me, baby" she purred, her voice dripping
with lust.
Her eyes rolled back as a powerful orgasm started to build within her.
"I can see why all the girls call you hammerhead," she gasped,
feeling his spongy crown push against her cervix, smearing its
slippery precum against the rounded ring situated at its entrance.
"Your cock is so fucking long and hard, and you knob is... oh, shit it''s
divine."
Slater felt a rush of pride at her words, but he knew he had to stay
focused. His mother was close to climaxing, and he didn''t want to
lose the momentum of their passionate lovemaking. With a groan, he
increased the pace, thrusting harder and deeper into her tight, wet
pussy.
"Oh fuck, baby," Coral gasped, rocking her hips like a rodeo queen on
a wild stallion. "Your about to see your own mother cum."
"Hell yes," Slater groaned, bucking his hips beneath her.
Coral cried out, her back arching as her orgasm hit her like a freight
train. Her big titties quivered and wobbled violently as wave after
wave of pleasure washed over her, her pussy clenching and
releasing around Slater''s cock.
Slater''s own climax was building, the pleasure of fucking his mother
overwhelming his senses. He reached down, gripping her hips once
more, and began to thrust with an almost animalistic intensity.
"Ah, yeah, that''s good fucking pussy!" he groaned, pulling her down
against him, sandwiching her giant, sweaty tits between their writhing
bodies. His oversized cock flexed at it''s root, making his shaft and
knob pulse furiously, and his balls drew up tight to his body, preparing
to unload.
"Fuck, I''m gonna cum, mom," he groaned, his voice hoarse with
desire. "I''m going to fill you up with my cum."
Coral moaned in response, her eyes locked onto his. "Do it, baby,"
she urged, her voice thick with lust. "Fill me up with your hot, sticky
nut-cream."
With one final cry of ecstasy, Slater''s cock began to pulse and throb,
his seed erupting deep within his mother''s contracting pussy. Coral
felt the warm burst of cum, splashing against the inside of her most
intimate walls. The sensation was intense, and she moaned her
satisfaction, her own climax still throbbing within her.
As the feeling of his cock emptying its load into her subsided, Slater''s
body relaxed on the bed, his body spent. The feel of his mom''s flesh
on top of his was intoxicating, and he could feel her wetness and the
occasional twitch of her inner muscles as she adjusted to the
throbbing of his now softening cock inside her.
Their eyes locked as their hearts raced, their breaths becoming more
steady. Coral leaned down, her lips brushing against Slater''s, their
tongues meeting softly in a tender embrace that lasted several
magical minutes.
"That was incredible, baby," she whispered, her voice still hoarse with
lust.
"I agree."
"I think we found the perfect sexual arrangement while we''re out on
our surfing adventure together," Coral stated.
"How so?" Slater asked.
"Well, I''m away from your father so obviously I''m not getting the sex I
need, and since I''m with you, you''re not getting any of that beach-girl
pussy you''re used to," she answered.
"That''s true," said Slater.
"So, we might as well just fuck each other''s brains out for the rest of
the trip," Coral suggested with a mischievous smile. "Kill two birds
with one stone."
"I think that''s a brilliant idea," Slater agreed, pulling his mom closer
for a lingering kiss.
As they lay in each other''s arms, their bodies still entwined, Slater
couldn''t help but feel a rush of excitement about the new
arrangement. While he was thrilled to be getting more intimate with
his mother, he knew that it was a line they were crossing. But as his
dad was still home, now a hundred miles away, it seemed like the
perfect opportunity to explore their newfound desires.
Under the cover of darkness, a large, suped up truck slowly crept up
the winding road, its bright headlights piercing through the night and
casting an eerie glow over the landscape. The lights caught Slaters
van, parked alone by the deserted beach, like a lone ship anchored in
a sea of shadows.
Inside the truck, Rusty and his gang of troublemakers sat in tense
silence. Their eyes were fixed intently ahead, their faces set with
determination. "That''s them," one of the guys in the backseat blurted
out, pointing towards the van. "That''s their van."
Rusty''s bruised and swollen eye narrowed as he peered ahead.
"That''s not their van," he answered sharply, still feeling the sting from
Slaters punch earlier that day.
"But it''s the same color and everything," the guy protested.
"I see that," Rusty replied with impatience, "but take a good look at
that van, you fucking idiot. What''s it doing?"
"Rocking?" another member of the gang ventured hesitantly.
"Yes, rocking," Rusty confirmed with annoyance. "And what does that
mean? It means someone''s fucking in there. Now tell me, do you
really think that kid would be fucking his own mother? Use your brain
for once, you moron. That''s not his van."
"How much longer are we gonna keep looking for him?" asked
another member of the gang impatiently.
"We''ll keep looking until we find him," Rusty declared firmly. "I''m
gonna beat that guy''s ass, slash his tires, and then beat his ass
again."
He looked back at his gang before continuing in a low voice filled with
malice. "And you guys are gonna help me out this time, RIGHT?"
They all nodded unenthusiastically. "No problem, Rusty," they replied
in unison. "We''re with you."
In the cramped confines of the van, oblivious to the possible danger
outside, Slater and Coral were entwined in a frenzy of fuck-passion.
Her bronzed legs splayed wide in the air, her toes curling in ecstasy
as Slater ravished her with his throbbing cock. His muscular body
was draped between her creamy thighs, his slick skin glistening with
sweat as he pounded his raging-hard cock into her relentlessly. For
the past hour, their bodies had been locked in a primal dance of lust,
his balls slapping against her perfect, rounded ass as he released
wave after wave of hot cum inside her.
"God, I love the way you fuck me," Coral moaned, her voluptuous
frame quivering from the intensity of his thrusts. The sound of their
flesh smacking together echoed through the small space, mixing with
their breathless gasps and moans.
Slater was taking her sexual advice to heart, thrusting with greater
ferocity and abandon with each passing minute. His eyes were locked
onto her swollen, quivering pussy lips, mesmerized by the sight of his
massive juice-slickened cock disappearing deep within her.
"Fuck me harder, baby," Coral pleaded, her voice raw with desire. "I
want to feel every inch of that cock inside me."
Slater groaned, his gaze never leaving her pussy as he began to
slam into her with a brutal intensity. His pubic-bone smacked against
her clit with each powerful thrust, sending jolts of pleasure coursing
through her body. She could feel herself getting closer, her climax
building with every thrust.
"Oh God, yes!" Coral cried out, her breasts bouncing wildly as Slater
continued to pummel her with his cock. "I''m gonna cum!"
"Soak me, mom" Slated blurted, taking perfectly executed thrusts with
his teenage cock.
His mother''s body trembled beneath him. He could feel her juices
gushing around his cock as she reached the peak of her orgasm, her
nails digging into his back, leaving fiery marks on his skin. The
sensation was too much for him to handle; he began to thrust faster
and harder, the "hammerhead" of his cock slamming against the gate
to her womb with each powerful stroke.
Coral threw her head back, her moans growing louder and more
feverish as she rode the crest of her orgasm. The pleasure was so
intense that it felt like every nerve ending in her body was alive with
electricity. She could feel her pussy clenching around his cock.
Despite the added friction, Slater continued to fuck, his cock raging
hard and greatly desensitized from an earlier climax. He knew if there
was any time to give a girl that allusive "super-orgasm," this was it.
"I hope you enjoyed that orgasm, mom, because I''m about to give
you another one," he said in a confident tone.
He pulled out of her pussy for a moment, and his cock was glistening
with her juices. Coral moaned as she watched him reposition himself,
his cock at the entrance to her wet tunnel.
He angled himself, and with one powerful thrust, Slater buried his
cock deep into her. The head of his cock hit her cervix, and her body
contracted from the sheer force of the intrusion. Her eyes flew open,
and she gasped at the sensation of him going so deep.
"That''s it, baby, take it all," Coral moaned as she reached down and
began to rub her engorged clit.
Slater responded by pulling his cock almost all the way out, only to
plunge it back into her. He began to pump into her, his balls slapping
against her upturned ass with every thrust.
"I''m gonna cum again, my love," Coral panted, her hips bucking wildly
to meet his thrusts.
"Then take it hard and deep, mom," Slater grunted, his pace
quickening, his eyes never leaving hers. "I''m gonna make you cum so
fucking hard."
The van rocked wildly under their passion, and the scent of sex and
sweat filled the air. Coral could feel her orgasm building again, her
body clenching and unclenching around his cock as he continued to
pound into her.
"Oh God, here it comes," she moaned, her voice hoarse with
pleasure. "I''m gonna cum so hard, baby!"
And with that, she let loose a throaty cry, her body shaking with the
force of her climax. Slater felt her pussy walls contract around his
cock, the sensation too much for him to bear.
"Fuck, I''m cumming!" he yelled, his cock swelling even more as it
erupted, shooting hot cum deep inside her womb. He thrust into her
one last time, his body shuddering as he filled her up with his seed,
his cock pulsating with pleasure.
With the first rays of sunlight peeking over the horizon, Slater and
Coral eagerly grabbed their surf boards and made a beeline for the
pounding waves. Before they hit the water, Slater fueled up with a
bowl of crunchy cereal, while Coral chose a more unconventional
breakfast: a belly full of hot cum. She had expertly blown Slater
beneath the table until he erupted his warm, salty release down her
throat. The tangy taste and smooth texture lingered on her tongue as
she paddled out into the ocean, ready to conquer the waves.
The sun beat down on their backs as they took turns riding the
perfect swells, each wave a new opportunity for Slater to show off his
skills. Coral watched in awe as her son caught wave after wave, his
board seeming to dance beneath him. She had never seen anyone
surf with such grace and power before.
In between sets, they lay on the warm sand, basking in the sun and
catching their breath. Coral couldn''t help but marvel at the bond they
shared, the way they were able to connect on such a deep, intimate
level. She knew that the only thing that could ruin this perfect
arrangement was the looming threat of discovery.
As they laid on the sandy beach, their bodies entwined in a
passionate embrace, she broached the inevitable topic. Her words
were muffled against his chest as she spoke, the sound of the waves
crashing in the background. "We have to stop this when we go back
home, you know that, right?" she asked Slater.
He let out a sigh and tightened his grip on her. "Yeah, I know," he
said with a hint of sadness in his voice. "You''ll go back to dad and I''ll
resume my usual pursuit of girls on the beach."
"Yes, that''s the bad news," Coral said. "The good news is that we
have lots and lots of fucking to do before then, so let''s enjoy this
while we can."
She rolled over on top of him and they began kissing, their tongues
tangling and their hands roaming. "I know you''ve fucked plenty of
pussy inside that van of yours," Coral whispered, "but have you ever
got your freak on here on the beach?"
Slater''s eyes widened at the suggestion, a devilish grin spreading
across his face. "Never," he replied in a low voice, his fingers tracing
the curve of her hip. "But I have a feeling that''s about to change."
Coral giggled, nodding her head as she quickly tore off his board
shorts. It only took a few vigorous strokes to get Slater''s cock as hard
as a steel rod.
Coral untied her bikini and stripped it off, all while mounting her son;
planting her knees in the soft, warm sand aside his hips.
Slater licked his lips excitedly as he watched her lift his cock, pointing
it up towards her pussy, her wetness glistening like precious jewels.
He spread her lips wider with his fingers, allowing him to see the pink
of her entrance teasing him. She was ready, all he had to do was
push. With a surge of lust and determination, she plunged onto him in
one powerful move, burying his cock deep inside her.
Immediately, Coral threw her head back and cried out, feeling his
cock stretch her out, filling her completely. "Oh God, Slater!" she
panted, her hips bucking wildly to meet his thrusts.
"That''s it, mom," Slater groaned, his hands gripping her hips tightly.
"Take my cock. Let me fuck you on the beach."
He began to thrust, his cock sliding in and out of her with a wet,
sloppy sound. The sun glinted off the sweat on their bodies, casting a
golden glow around them as the waves crashed nearby. Coral''s
breasts bounced right out of her bikini top. The cloth sling simply
wasn''t made to sustain the weight of such enormous boobs as they
jumped and rippled violently.
Slater pounded into her, each thrust eliciting a low moan from Coral.
She could feel the sand shifting beneath her knees as she raised and
lowered herself onto him, matching his pace. The sun was now high
in the sky, casting harsh shadows across the beach. Sweat dripped
from Slater''s brow and their bodies glistened with a sheen of
perspiration.
Inside Coral''s pussy, Slater''s cock felt like an inferno, stretching her
tight walls as it thrust in and out. Her juices coated his shaft, making
each stroke slicker than the last. The boy loved having juicy 10-inch
cock so he could fill a cunt completely full of erectile flesh and
stimulate every cuntal nerve ending.
Slater closed his eyes for several minutes, focusing only on the feel
of the exquite pussy that wrapped around his cock. His mom was
right when she told him it was so much better that the pussies of girls
his own age. It was so much tighter, warmer, and more responsive to
his every thrust. He savored the feeling of her muscles clenching and
unclenching around his dick as she rode him, her wet, sloppy sounds
filling the air.
As they fucked, Slater''s eyes fell on a nearby surfer, watching them
from the water. The surfer was only a short distance away, but far
enough to know that it wasn''t a mother and son having shameless
sex on the beach.
"Does dad fuck you as good as I do?" Slater brazenly asked.
Coral, caught off guard by the question, paused for a moment before
responding. "No, baby," she said soft. "It would be impossible for your
father to fuck me the way you do."
"Why?"
Coral chuckled, her voice thick with lust. "Well, for starters, you have
the biggest, hardest cock of any man I''ve ever been with. You fill me
up in ways your father never could."
She pushed his cock all the way in and held it there, confirming her
own words and feeling his knob balloon inside the pit of her core.
"The second reason is you''re younger. Your body is
still full of energy, enthusiasm, and vitality. I can feel your youth, your
stamina, and your unbridled passion. It''s like an unstoppable force
inside of me, baby."
She pulled back and thrust forward again, feeling the head of his cock
brush against her g-spot. It was an exquisite sensation that made her
gasp. Slater grunted, feeling his balls tighten in response to her
words and her movement.
"And the third reason?" he panted, his eyes locked on hers.
Coral smirked, arching her back and giving him a sly look. "Because
you''re my son, Slater. You and I have a bond so unique, so intense,
that nothing can compare to it. We share more than just blood – we
share our deepest, darkest desires, and when we fuck, it''s more than
just physically pleasurable. It''s a union of our souls, a joining of our
spirits."
She brought her upper half down on his, wrapping her arms around
his neck as she embraced him, flattening her meaty tits between their
rib cages. "Watch this," she whispered. Suddenly, her naked buttocks
went wild, bucking up and down as she fucked his cock with a furious
intensity.
"Holy shit," Slater gasped as he held her tightly. He had never had a
girl ride him so hard, their wet thighs slapping together with a wet
sound, leaving rivulets of their juices down his legs.
Their bodies were drenched in sweat, and the sun beat down on
them, creating a steamy, sensual atmosphere. Slater''s eyes locked
onto his mother''s, her features contorted in pleasure, her mouth open
in a silent cry as she climaxed.
As Coral''s orgasm washed over her, she felt her walls clamp down on
Slater''s cock, milking him like a wet dream. Slater couldn''t help but
groan in response, his own climax rapidly approaching.
Coral brought her lips to his ear as their bodies collided with raw
intensity. "This is it," she panted, "This is what we live for, you and I.
This fucking. This connection. This bond. It''s what we have, and it''s
all we need."
"I love it," Slater gasped.
"I know you do," said Coral. "It''s written all over your face, and in the
way your cock swells inside me, and the way you fuck my pussy so
hard."
"Yes."
Is was clear that Coral was on the same skill level at fucking that
Slater was at surfing. Her hips worked like a well-oiled machine, her
pussy muscles gripping and releasing Slater''s cock in a perfect
rhythm. The sand beneath them was shifting with the force of their
thrusts, and their bodies were shiny with sweat and lust.
Slater''s cock slipped out of Coral''s pussy with a wet pop as she
began to shudder, her orgasm reaching its peak. Hot female
ejaculate erupted from Coral''s urethra, as did a pleasurable scream
that was drown out by the crashing surf.
Slater didn''t waste any time, quickly rolling her over, positioning
himself on top and thrusting back inside her, sliding deep into her
dripping-wet slit.
As he pounded his mom, Slater felt like he was surfing a neverending
wave, each thrust taking him closer to the edge. He could feel
the heat emanating from Coral''s core, and he knew that she was
feeling the same thing.
Coral''s legs wrapped around Slater''s waist, pulling him deeper into
her, driving him further towards the edge. Her fingers dug into his
back, urging him on, and her hips met each of his thrusts with a
passionate fervor.
Slater felt the familiar sensations building within him, the tight grip of
his mother''s muscles around his cock, the sweat on their skin, the
salt and the sand and the sun. He was losing himself in their primal
connection, forgetting everything else around them.
The surfer in the water had given up any attempts at discretion, now
openly watching them fuck on the beach. But neither Coral nor Slater
even bothered to acknowledge him, lost in their own world of
pleasure.
It was only when Coral''s orgasm began to subside, her muscles
release him, that Slater felt the wave of ecstasy crash over him. His
cock swelled inside her, and he pulsed, filling her with his seed. The
teen groaned, his body shaking, as he came inside his mother''s
pussy.
After a few more thrusts, Slater pulled out, collapsing beside Coral on
the beach. Their bodies still glistened like two athletes that had just
finished a high-intensity workout.
"Damn, you set the standard pretty high now, mom," Slated
breathlessly stated.
"You think so?" Coral asked.
"I know so," Slater assured her. "I''ve never experienced anything like
that before. You''re the best fuck ever, mom. Better than any girl my
age could ever be."
Coral laughed, running her fingers through his hair. "Well, I guess we
both have something to be proud of. You''re the master surfer and I''m
a pro at fucking. Although, you''re pretty fucking amazing at that too."
Their laughter echoed in the stillness of the beach, the waves lapping
at the shore in the background. For a moment, they lay entangled,
catching their breath and basking in the afterglow of their intense
connection.
Slater traced the curve of Coral''s hip with his fingers, marveling at the
beauty of their twisted fate. The bond between them was undeniable,
and it had only grown stronger since their trip began.
As they slowly disentangled themselves from each other, Coral''s
eyes fell on the surfer who had been watching them from the water.
She gave him a sly grin, knowing that their secret was safe with him.
"I think we''ve given him quite a show," she whispered to Slater,
chuckling softly.
"He''ll probably never forget this beach day," Slater agreed. He
glanced in the direction of the van, "We should go eat something. I''m
starving."
"Agreed." Coral rose to her feet, her body still tingling with pleasure.
"But first, I need to clean up."
Slater helped his mother pick up their discarded clothes and led her
to the small beach shower stall.. As the warm water cascaded over
their bodies, washing away the sweat and sand, they laughed and
teased each other, reliving the moments that had just transpired.
Slater couldn''t help but feel a sense of contentment. Despite the
taboo nature of their relationship, there was something indescribable
about sharing this bond with his mother. And as they walked back to
their van, still naked and hand in hand, he knew that they would
never be able to escape the pull of their connection, no matter how
hard they tried.