Mom learns to fish
Maiden Voyage in The New Boat and Mom Forgets her Bikini
My name is Andy and I was in second year of college when this happy day occurred. My family is not like it was when I was a k** growing up. Iâve pretty much always known that my mother was a hot mom MILF since I was about 11 years old.
It was just prior to this that my real dad got a boyfriend and moved out of the house. It didnât take mom long before she had a steady that I knew was going to be my step dad. He was a bit of a hardass, but he sure got my mother out of her frumpy fashion and the attitude that goes with it, into a sexy milf cougar type and got her started with some borderline slutty clothes. It was great. Her clothes progressively became much more sexy and see through than I ever imagined that she would ever wear. She wore what I thought at the time were the weirdest bras imaginable. Like no cups (shelf-bra) or ones with varying amounts of the cup cut out to show her nipples or even almost her whole breast. She had the sexiest bras, panties, bustier, garters and nylons. All her clothes were size small, except her 34 D bras. By age 12, I was jerking off thinking about her body almost every day and sometimes more than that. That was about the time that her clothes had become absolute "SLUT". It was great and my friends seemed to enjoy seeing her. I didn't then, but dad's friends like her too. You could say the enjoyed her company what she was wearing or wasn't wearing either.
My friends all teased me about having a Milf for a mom and a few guys even out and out told me to my face that they would do her. Mom would leave her slutty lingerie lying around the house, so that when my friends would visit they would get an eyeful. I sometimes would leave them in the room where had left her dainties drying or in a laundry basket, then sneak back to see my buddies check her slutty clothes out for themselves. I wasnât sure but I thought I may have seen mom purposefully showing my friends her cleavage or her erect nipples. Their wide eyes and smiles were evidence of the spell she seemed have over men and younger men too.
Paul was my best friend and he had the biggest crush on my mom. He was one of the first guys to tell me how fuckable she was. He'd go on about what she was wearing and what he could see and how she walked and swayed and her tits would bounce and jiggle. He must have stared at her most of the time to see saw and to know this much. He was captivated and would do whatever he needed to do to make having sex with her really happen. The truth is, we both knew he was fantasizing big time. That is, he was fantasizing until the day he was asked to go fishing with me and my step-dad.
Paul went with me and my step dad on a fishing trip on this particular day, to semi secluded lake Bon Echo, sort of northwest of Kingston. Dad was showing off his new Nitro bass boat. I donât know if mom knew that Paul was going to be there when she sprang it on us that she would join us too. Dad even bought her a fishing license, but in reality she would be laying on the back deck sun tanning, probably in some barely decent bikini that would drive me and Paul crazy horny.
As we got out on the water, we all rigged our lines and Dad did up a fishing pole for mom too. While we were doing this mom was rooting around in her beach bag, when suddenly her head pops up and swears, which was not common. She had forgotten her bikini at home. She looked seriously pissed that she didnât have it with her. I guess she figured she would not be able to sun-tan, as she had planned. Both Paul and I were disappointed. Actually, I was feeling crushed by losing the hope of seeing her in a scanty bikini, lying on the back deck for me and Paul to ogle at will.
By this time we were ready to fish. Dad just bluntly told her to take her blouse and shorts off and suntan wearing her bra and panties.
âNo one will noticeâ, he said. He had no idea that Paul and I had been fantasizing about mom for years, so we would definitely notice, that is if we could keep our cool and not make our starring at her titties too obvious.
Dad showed me how to work the trolling motor with the foot control. He went to the back of the boat where mom was and explained to her that she could just lay in the sun, and tan as usual, but in her bra and panty. He told to just lie there and be sex, allowing the line to just drag her bait around behind the boat. He told her that she could hold the pole like a rifle over her shoulder allowing it drag around bottom while just lying there tanning, but if a fish bit her bait, and she actually caught a fish, my dad expected her to give him the pole so he could play the fish out. Then he said that he would also learn whether it was a slow bite, and use slow baits himself, but thatâs beside this point.
I admit, it was more difficult than Paul or I imagined. First mom took her time, at least thatâs what it felt like, undoing the buttons of her blouse, so slowly, looking around to see if there were any other boaters around that might see her. She seemed to totally forget that besides dad, there was still two guys in the boat she was in. Once she had al the buttons undone, she let it hang open and at once I saw what bra she had on. I became anxious for her to take her blouse off. Mom took one more look around and slipped one arm out, then the other. She put her arms out on the deck behind her and sat looking up at the cloudless sky arching her back as if offering her breasts as a sacrifice to the sun god.
Of course, I had seen this bra before, as I have to admit I rummaged around in her draw several times after I began taking notice of the great body mom had. Thatâs how I knew she was a 34D, but she had this style bra in several different colors. This was a lacy push up bra, that undid in the front, but the amazing thing about it was that except for the straps and a small ribbon of lace along the top of the cup, the rest of the material would best described as a mellow yellow and so absolutely sheer that it didnât appear that the bra she had on had any cups over her big tanned boobs at all. Her nipples were perfectly on display. The areola was almost 2 inches across, slightly darker than her well-tanned skin. It was so smooth and looked so suckable. I was sure I heard Paul gasp and suck in some air when he first saw her like this. With my momâs big round tits on display her nipples were not hard looking but still pushed the sheer material out about a Âź inch. I looked at Paul and neither of us could stop from breaking out in huge grins.
I couldnât tell you how long she sat back like this but then suddenly she slid her shorts down over her shapely tanned legs. This time I gasped. Mom was wearing matching panties and âholy shitâ this was when I discovered that mom shaved her pussy completely and here through the sheer panties we could see the slit of her cunt as plain as day.
Dad yells at me, âWhat the fuck are you doing! Watch where the hell youâre going!â
Yeah, I was so taken by my mom laying there in the sun in sheer underwear that allowed me to see her as though she wore nothing, I was close to running the boat into the bulrushes.
Mom opened her one eye and looking from me to Paul and back a couple of times, she just smiled and cuddled down unto her back. From the reaction of her nipples, it was apparent that she not only knew that me and my best friend were ogling her, so much so that her nipples became exceedingly hard and came close to doubling in length, stretching her sheer bra cup out close to ½ an inch and her areola tightened up like they had been sucked on hard.
Both Paul and I did our best to hide the hard-ons we were sporting. I didnât think I could get much hornier in this situation. I donât know about Paul, but I was afraid to even adjust my hard cock in my shorts for fear I would blow a wad right there in front of everyone.
But you know, things happened that did get us hornier, much hornier.
Dad, who was now back up in the front of the boat, at the trolling motor controls, began talking to mom as if they were the only two in the boat.
âYou know those panties are about the size and shape of your bikini bottoms?ââ to which just she nodded her agreement, âSo they wonât affect your tan lines down there muchâ, which mom nodded again, âbut that bra is going to screw up the tan you got on those beautiful big tits Babe.â No reaction from mom.
Then he said, âTake the fucking bra off so your tits get tanned all over and maybe get rid of any tan lines on them.â There were faint lighter areas on her tits close to her nipples but it seems obvious to me that she had tanned topless many times. I wondered where and when, in case I had a chance to be around there, then.
Before I even realized what was said and the possibilities mom being topless might entail, mom reached between those gorgeous mounds and unclasped the bra and let it fall open to her sides, exposing both boobs. I was amazed that her tits barely changed shape. Since then they had sagged a bit, but I don't believe she would get any complaints, that's for sure. Her nipples were still hard and erect and totally exposed. I had to look at the underside of her boobs to see if there were any surgical scars because most tits this size and this round had implants. There was no scar and the partially tanned skin would have shown if there were any scars. I had heard dad brag to a couple of his friends once when they had had a few beers and mom walked them in a tight see through T-shirt, "Those big tits were as real as they cum!" I didn't know if he was serious when he told them how much fun they would have getting those knockers in their hands. He said a few minutes later when she walked back by them and into the house, "Once you suck on them, you'd know right away they were real! Now you could tell by feeling them, if that was all you wanted to do, but me I prefer to suck on them." I saw his buddies nod in agreement and coyly try to adjust themselves without being too obvious. Dad made it easier for them. He grabbed his crotch and gave it a tug or two and said, "Damn, it's difficult not to be horny around her."Again, his friends nodded in agreement but didn't try to hide the bulges they had.
Paul and I worked harder at not letting our hard cocks show than we did at trying to catch fish. Meanwhile mom lay there allowing the sun to lick all over her body. She would often squirm a little and wiggle her bottom, like she was in a fantasy of her own. She obviously became very content being mostly naked in front of dad, me and Paul because after a beautiful while starring at her tits, I realized that her areola was back to being gorgeously smooth and wide again but her nipples were still quite extended. She was horny too.
Dad caught a couple of medium sized bass, but Paul and I were not trying very hard. Our reward was in watching momâs body with the sun glistening from the oils she rubbed all over and especially as she worked it into her breasts When she cupped her big D cups and began to rub the oil into them, I thought it was too amazing to be real.
There were several bass boats on the lake and we could hear them roaring by out in the main channel area when suddenly I realized that the sound of one was much louder. Another bass boat was pulling into the bay we were in and it was already less than 200 feet away and coming closer by the second. When the other fishermen had closed half that distance Dad looked back at mom and just plain out asked her if she cared that these guys were going to see her tits because dad thought it was cool if they did. Paul and I were even more amazed especially when mom said âlet them look. Maybe they will like what they see?â
Dad laughed as he said, âYeah, their wives will be wondering why they were so horny when came home from fishing.â They both laughed. I was trying to swallow.
As this other boat pulled alongside us, about ten feet away, the driver was starting to ask about the fishing, when he found himself tongue tied and staring at my momâs big naked shiny tits. Her areola had gone back to being tensed up again and I was sure her pussy was more visible than it had been before. It came to me later that the reason I could see her pussy lips so well was because her cunt was seeping fluids as she was so wet. I also know that she opened her thighs without moving her feet so it was very discreet, but now her pussy lips were separating and I could see and so could Paul, my dad and the other two guys, the pink of momâs inner labia
.
It was about then we all saw momâs fishing pole bend and twitch. She had a fish on her line. Dad, going to the back deck, reached out his hands and told her to give him the pole, but just then a 3 lb smallmouth busted the surfaced and tail-danced across in front of us for several feet. Mom was now kneeling up and cranking her reel pulling back on the rod like a pro. There was not a hope in hell she was going to give dad that pole. She stood up, tits swaying and bouncing as she moved about the back deck staying with the fish. I donât think any of us were looking at the fish. In my wildest fantasies I never thought I would see such beautiful tits doing things, like bobbing and swaying that I thought I would only see strippers do, like Iâve seen in porno videos, but now i'm seeing it live, right in front of me. Here was a huge pair of gorgeous tits and they were my mothers.
After watching her play the fish out and get it to the boat, dad scooped it up and mom just stood there proud as can be at landing this fish. I then noticed that everyone except dad was hunched over trying to hide the bulges we all were sporting.
As dad let the fish go, mom dropped her line in the water again and lay back down as she did before, except that now her legs were purposefully spread eagle and her wet pussy was right there for all to see.
The other guy said to the driver of the other boat, âHey Ed, maybe thatâs what we need in our boat to help us catch fish? Look at the luck they got.â
There was a quick chorus of chuckles, when dad made a statement that seemed as if it stilled the air. âWe are staying over at the campground cottages tonight. If we stay tomorrow you should stop by and take her out with you? She can tan like this in a different boat too you know.â
Then as dad turned our boat away and headed along the shore, to go back to fishing mom waved to the guys in the other boat and called out, âhopefully Iâll see you tomorrow.â It was a while before they moved.
After a few minutes I was able to speak and quietly told Paul that I didnât know we were staying up here in a cottage.
Dad heard me and laughed and told us that we werenât, but those poor bastards wonât be able to think about fishing any more today so they wonât catch any bass that we were supposed to catch. As he said this he motioned for me to take the trolling motor controls over again and he made his way to the back deck. At first he started to grumble about mom not giving him the fishing rod so he could reel the fish in, but then told mom that she looked extremely hot doing it so he couldn't complain. Then he reached down and slapped momâs pussy which made her jump. She looked up at him coyly and when she settled back, he slapped her pussy again. This time she just lay there. Dad squeezed her tit and gave her one nipple a long slow pull which stretched her nipple and areola out over a couple inches, as her laughingly told mom that she had put on such a good show for those guys. Dad said, âYou gave those guys quite the hard-onsâ. Mom replied, âSo have those twoâ, nodding towards me and Paulâ.
There was no use trying to hide the bulges. Everyone knew we had boners and I saw mom look at Paulâs crotch and then wink at him. Dad saw it too and told Paul to grab his pole and go back to where mom was and show her how he uses his rod.
I looked at Paul, who was looking from me, to mom, to dad and back to mom and by the time he understood that no one was going to stop him and that my dad was being serious, I saw moms wet panty d****d over the steering wheel where she had flipped it when she had quickly removed them and now mom was cupping her breasts and pulling her own nipples, much harder than I thought she could take, but she did and her naked wet pussy was only about a half a dozen feet away.
Paul stepped down from the front deck and took another step, Dad passed him on the way and Paul stopped and looked dad in the eye. Dad said, âYou had better keep going or you are going to hate yourself if you miss this opportunity.â
As Paul was about to step up on the back deck beside my mother, dad told him to just slap that cunt a couple of times and he would see how things would unfold, from there. âCome on boy, slap like it you own it. Eh, slap like it owes you money!â
I donât think Paul could believe his luck. I sure the hell couldnât. He bent down and ever so gently tapped momâs pussy.
âNot like that boy!â dad hollered back at him. âHit it like you want to fuckâŚ.. good and hard!â
So Paul flattened his hand and slapped her clam and surprise, it began to open a little.
âYeah, thatâs it. Hit that cunt!â dad yelled.
Paul slapped it again and it opened more and there was momâs pink pearl starting to protruding out.
Now mom yelled at him, âAgain!â and he whacked her cunt. âAgain, âshe yelled, to which Paul slapped her like she was a two dollar whore.
Mom groaned and clenched up grabbing Paulâs hand, pushing against her wet pink cunt. Then mom so softly instructed Paul to slide his finger into her tight wet pussy, which he did, as dad and I watched.
âThat's it. That's the spot. Keeping fingering meâ mom said still holding his hand at her cunt that was now splayed out like it had been filleted. He was diddling her clit like a Spanish guitar player, playing double time.
âOkay Paul, rub my clit harder. Now harder! Faster!â And Paul did exactly as he was instructed each time mom told him what she wanted him to do to her pussy, while dad and I still stood in the front of the boat and watched in silence.
Then dad spoke, âYou should taste that cunt juice she has. Itâs the sweetest Iâve ever tasted and Iâve licked a lot of cunts in my days!â Mom just purred like a kitten as Paul continued to rub her clit, but he managed to slip down between her legs while still stroking her and got his head in there.
Paulâs head was bouncing around between her legs and both his hands were squeezing momâs tits. I couldnât believe that here was my best friend eating my momâs pussy right in front of my dad and me, in broad daylight.
Mom grabbed the back of Paulâs head and pushed his face into her cunt while her moans were getting very audible. Iâm sure Paul licked my motherâs cunt for at least 10 minutes all the while mom was getting louder and louder. She arched her back and wrapped her legs around Paulâs head and held him there as she screeched out as she had an orgasm. That other boat was a long way off, but we could see both guys look when Paul ate mom to an orgasm.
âDonât stop you little fucker. Eat my cunt. Come on eat my pussy up. Donât fucking stop!â
I have never heard my mother talk like this or use that language, but when she did, I began rubbing my cock though my shorts. Dad told me that I had better take my cock out so that I would cum on her tits instead of in my underwear. Then he looked at Paul and told him to do the same thing. Within moments and without giving it anymore thought, Paul and I were kneeling, one on either side of mom, with our cocks out and stroking them. Mom reached out and took us both by the balls, but as soon as she touched my sack and I began spraying wads of cum across my motherâs tits.
Within seconds Paul began shooting a thick rope of his pearly white cum that caught mom across the face and down onto her big D cup boobs. Part of his cum went into her mouth and when she tasted it she turned towards him and drove her mouth over and down on his cock engulfing his dick down her throat. The rest Paulâs cum either went straight down momâs throat or in her mouth. Meanwhile, I had shot pools of my cum all over momâs tits.
After Paul was finished squeezing out all the cum he could I was still oozing out my cum and smearing it around my motherâs big tanned tits. The white cum contrasted the brown skin of her tits and the darker nipples. As I was squeezing my cockhead and unrolling my foreskin for the final time, mom suddenly rolled my way and sucked my cock down her throat. So this was being deep-throated. It was amazing. I managed to reward her with another quick shot while watching her reveling in rubbing MY hot cum all over her tits. MY cum, on MY momâs tits. This was going to be masturbating imagery for many lonely nights back at college.
As we were trying compose ourselves, dad told us to put our cocks away and get back to fishing. He could tell that we were not that interested in fishing, until he said, âBoys, look at that tight pink cunt. Whichever of you two catches the biggest bass today will get to ride home in the backseat with her and she will let you do whatever you want!â Mom just nodded her agreement.
Oh fuck. The fantasies that flashed through my mind as I looked at her laying there naked, covered in a mixture of tanning oil and my cum. Paul and I looked at each other and back to her. Mom opened her legs and said, âGood luck boys. May the best man cum, a lot!â
The ride home will be another story, but donât worry, itâs a memory that hasnât faded in almost 20 years.
Hereâs some pics and video tribute to my surrogate momâŚâŚ when I told her about this adventure and how she reminded me of my mom so much, she asked me to take her fishing,,,,, and that will be another story., but see the video to get a good idea of what I mean.
My name is Andy and I was in second year of college when this happy day occurred. My family is not like it was when I was a k** growing up. Iâve pretty much always known that my mother was a hot mom MILF since I was about 11 years old.
It was just prior to this that my real dad got a boyfriend and moved out of the house. It didnât take mom long before she had a steady that I knew was going to be my step dad. He was a bit of a hardass, but he sure got my mother out of her frumpy fashion and the attitude that goes with it, into a sexy milf cougar type and got her started with some borderline slutty clothes. It was great. Her clothes progressively became much more sexy and see through than I ever imagined that she would ever wear. She wore what I thought at the time were the weirdest bras imaginable. Like no cups (shelf-bra) or ones with varying amounts of the cup cut out to show her nipples or even almost her whole breast. She had the sexiest bras, panties, bustier, garters and nylons. All her clothes were size small, except her 34 D bras. By age 12, I was jerking off thinking about her body almost every day and sometimes more than that. That was about the time that her clothes had become absolute "SLUT". It was great and my friends seemed to enjoy seeing her. I didn't then, but dad's friends like her too. You could say the enjoyed her company what she was wearing or wasn't wearing either.
My friends all teased me about having a Milf for a mom and a few guys even out and out told me to my face that they would do her. Mom would leave her slutty lingerie lying around the house, so that when my friends would visit they would get an eyeful. I sometimes would leave them in the room where had left her dainties drying or in a laundry basket, then sneak back to see my buddies check her slutty clothes out for themselves. I wasnât sure but I thought I may have seen mom purposefully showing my friends her cleavage or her erect nipples. Their wide eyes and smiles were evidence of the spell she seemed have over men and younger men too.
Paul was my best friend and he had the biggest crush on my mom. He was one of the first guys to tell me how fuckable she was. He'd go on about what she was wearing and what he could see and how she walked and swayed and her tits would bounce and jiggle. He must have stared at her most of the time to see saw and to know this much. He was captivated and would do whatever he needed to do to make having sex with her really happen. The truth is, we both knew he was fantasizing big time. That is, he was fantasizing until the day he was asked to go fishing with me and my step-dad.
Paul went with me and my step dad on a fishing trip on this particular day, to semi secluded lake Bon Echo, sort of northwest of Kingston. Dad was showing off his new Nitro bass boat. I donât know if mom knew that Paul was going to be there when she sprang it on us that she would join us too. Dad even bought her a fishing license, but in reality she would be laying on the back deck sun tanning, probably in some barely decent bikini that would drive me and Paul crazy horny.
As we got out on the water, we all rigged our lines and Dad did up a fishing pole for mom too. While we were doing this mom was rooting around in her beach bag, when suddenly her head pops up and swears, which was not common. She had forgotten her bikini at home. She looked seriously pissed that she didnât have it with her. I guess she figured she would not be able to sun-tan, as she had planned. Both Paul and I were disappointed. Actually, I was feeling crushed by losing the hope of seeing her in a scanty bikini, lying on the back deck for me and Paul to ogle at will.
By this time we were ready to fish. Dad just bluntly told her to take her blouse and shorts off and suntan wearing her bra and panties.
âNo one will noticeâ, he said. He had no idea that Paul and I had been fantasizing about mom for years, so we would definitely notice, that is if we could keep our cool and not make our starring at her titties too obvious.
Dad showed me how to work the trolling motor with the foot control. He went to the back of the boat where mom was and explained to her that she could just lay in the sun, and tan as usual, but in her bra and panty. He told to just lie there and be sex, allowing the line to just drag her bait around behind the boat. He told her that she could hold the pole like a rifle over her shoulder allowing it drag around bottom while just lying there tanning, but if a fish bit her bait, and she actually caught a fish, my dad expected her to give him the pole so he could play the fish out. Then he said that he would also learn whether it was a slow bite, and use slow baits himself, but thatâs beside this point.
I admit, it was more difficult than Paul or I imagined. First mom took her time, at least thatâs what it felt like, undoing the buttons of her blouse, so slowly, looking around to see if there were any other boaters around that might see her. She seemed to totally forget that besides dad, there was still two guys in the boat she was in. Once she had al the buttons undone, she let it hang open and at once I saw what bra she had on. I became anxious for her to take her blouse off. Mom took one more look around and slipped one arm out, then the other. She put her arms out on the deck behind her and sat looking up at the cloudless sky arching her back as if offering her breasts as a sacrifice to the sun god.
Of course, I had seen this bra before, as I have to admit I rummaged around in her draw several times after I began taking notice of the great body mom had. Thatâs how I knew she was a 34D, but she had this style bra in several different colors. This was a lacy push up bra, that undid in the front, but the amazing thing about it was that except for the straps and a small ribbon of lace along the top of the cup, the rest of the material would best described as a mellow yellow and so absolutely sheer that it didnât appear that the bra she had on had any cups over her big tanned boobs at all. Her nipples were perfectly on display. The areola was almost 2 inches across, slightly darker than her well-tanned skin. It was so smooth and looked so suckable. I was sure I heard Paul gasp and suck in some air when he first saw her like this. With my momâs big round tits on display her nipples were not hard looking but still pushed the sheer material out about a Âź inch. I looked at Paul and neither of us could stop from breaking out in huge grins.
I couldnât tell you how long she sat back like this but then suddenly she slid her shorts down over her shapely tanned legs. This time I gasped. Mom was wearing matching panties and âholy shitâ this was when I discovered that mom shaved her pussy completely and here through the sheer panties we could see the slit of her cunt as plain as day.
Dad yells at me, âWhat the fuck are you doing! Watch where the hell youâre going!â
Yeah, I was so taken by my mom laying there in the sun in sheer underwear that allowed me to see her as though she wore nothing, I was close to running the boat into the bulrushes.
Mom opened her one eye and looking from me to Paul and back a couple of times, she just smiled and cuddled down unto her back. From the reaction of her nipples, it was apparent that she not only knew that me and my best friend were ogling her, so much so that her nipples became exceedingly hard and came close to doubling in length, stretching her sheer bra cup out close to ½ an inch and her areola tightened up like they had been sucked on hard.
Both Paul and I did our best to hide the hard-ons we were sporting. I didnât think I could get much hornier in this situation. I donât know about Paul, but I was afraid to even adjust my hard cock in my shorts for fear I would blow a wad right there in front of everyone.
But you know, things happened that did get us hornier, much hornier.
Dad, who was now back up in the front of the boat, at the trolling motor controls, began talking to mom as if they were the only two in the boat.
âYou know those panties are about the size and shape of your bikini bottoms?ââ to which just she nodded her agreement, âSo they wonât affect your tan lines down there muchâ, which mom nodded again, âbut that bra is going to screw up the tan you got on those beautiful big tits Babe.â No reaction from mom.
Then he said, âTake the fucking bra off so your tits get tanned all over and maybe get rid of any tan lines on them.â There were faint lighter areas on her tits close to her nipples but it seems obvious to me that she had tanned topless many times. I wondered where and when, in case I had a chance to be around there, then.
Before I even realized what was said and the possibilities mom being topless might entail, mom reached between those gorgeous mounds and unclasped the bra and let it fall open to her sides, exposing both boobs. I was amazed that her tits barely changed shape. Since then they had sagged a bit, but I don't believe she would get any complaints, that's for sure. Her nipples were still hard and erect and totally exposed. I had to look at the underside of her boobs to see if there were any surgical scars because most tits this size and this round had implants. There was no scar and the partially tanned skin would have shown if there were any scars. I had heard dad brag to a couple of his friends once when they had had a few beers and mom walked them in a tight see through T-shirt, "Those big tits were as real as they cum!" I didn't know if he was serious when he told them how much fun they would have getting those knockers in their hands. He said a few minutes later when she walked back by them and into the house, "Once you suck on them, you'd know right away they were real! Now you could tell by feeling them, if that was all you wanted to do, but me I prefer to suck on them." I saw his buddies nod in agreement and coyly try to adjust themselves without being too obvious. Dad made it easier for them. He grabbed his crotch and gave it a tug or two and said, "Damn, it's difficult not to be horny around her."Again, his friends nodded in agreement but didn't try to hide the bulges they had.
Paul and I worked harder at not letting our hard cocks show than we did at trying to catch fish. Meanwhile mom lay there allowing the sun to lick all over her body. She would often squirm a little and wiggle her bottom, like she was in a fantasy of her own. She obviously became very content being mostly naked in front of dad, me and Paul because after a beautiful while starring at her tits, I realized that her areola was back to being gorgeously smooth and wide again but her nipples were still quite extended. She was horny too.
Dad caught a couple of medium sized bass, but Paul and I were not trying very hard. Our reward was in watching momâs body with the sun glistening from the oils she rubbed all over and especially as she worked it into her breasts When she cupped her big D cups and began to rub the oil into them, I thought it was too amazing to be real.
There were several bass boats on the lake and we could hear them roaring by out in the main channel area when suddenly I realized that the sound of one was much louder. Another bass boat was pulling into the bay we were in and it was already less than 200 feet away and coming closer by the second. When the other fishermen had closed half that distance Dad looked back at mom and just plain out asked her if she cared that these guys were going to see her tits because dad thought it was cool if they did. Paul and I were even more amazed especially when mom said âlet them look. Maybe they will like what they see?â
Dad laughed as he said, âYeah, their wives will be wondering why they were so horny when came home from fishing.â They both laughed. I was trying to swallow.
As this other boat pulled alongside us, about ten feet away, the driver was starting to ask about the fishing, when he found himself tongue tied and staring at my momâs big naked shiny tits. Her areola had gone back to being tensed up again and I was sure her pussy was more visible than it had been before. It came to me later that the reason I could see her pussy lips so well was because her cunt was seeping fluids as she was so wet. I also know that she opened her thighs without moving her feet so it was very discreet, but now her pussy lips were separating and I could see and so could Paul, my dad and the other two guys, the pink of momâs inner labia
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It was about then we all saw momâs fishing pole bend and twitch. She had a fish on her line. Dad, going to the back deck, reached out his hands and told her to give him the pole, but just then a 3 lb smallmouth busted the surfaced and tail-danced across in front of us for several feet. Mom was now kneeling up and cranking her reel pulling back on the rod like a pro. There was not a hope in hell she was going to give dad that pole. She stood up, tits swaying and bouncing as she moved about the back deck staying with the fish. I donât think any of us were looking at the fish. In my wildest fantasies I never thought I would see such beautiful tits doing things, like bobbing and swaying that I thought I would only see strippers do, like Iâve seen in porno videos, but now i'm seeing it live, right in front of me. Here was a huge pair of gorgeous tits and they were my mothers.
After watching her play the fish out and get it to the boat, dad scooped it up and mom just stood there proud as can be at landing this fish. I then noticed that everyone except dad was hunched over trying to hide the bulges we all were sporting.
As dad let the fish go, mom dropped her line in the water again and lay back down as she did before, except that now her legs were purposefully spread eagle and her wet pussy was right there for all to see.
The other guy said to the driver of the other boat, âHey Ed, maybe thatâs what we need in our boat to help us catch fish? Look at the luck they got.â
There was a quick chorus of chuckles, when dad made a statement that seemed as if it stilled the air. âWe are staying over at the campground cottages tonight. If we stay tomorrow you should stop by and take her out with you? She can tan like this in a different boat too you know.â
Then as dad turned our boat away and headed along the shore, to go back to fishing mom waved to the guys in the other boat and called out, âhopefully Iâll see you tomorrow.â It was a while before they moved.
After a few minutes I was able to speak and quietly told Paul that I didnât know we were staying up here in a cottage.
Dad heard me and laughed and told us that we werenât, but those poor bastards wonât be able to think about fishing any more today so they wonât catch any bass that we were supposed to catch. As he said this he motioned for me to take the trolling motor controls over again and he made his way to the back deck. At first he started to grumble about mom not giving him the fishing rod so he could reel the fish in, but then told mom that she looked extremely hot doing it so he couldn't complain. Then he reached down and slapped momâs pussy which made her jump. She looked up at him coyly and when she settled back, he slapped her pussy again. This time she just lay there. Dad squeezed her tit and gave her one nipple a long slow pull which stretched her nipple and areola out over a couple inches, as her laughingly told mom that she had put on such a good show for those guys. Dad said, âYou gave those guys quite the hard-onsâ. Mom replied, âSo have those twoâ, nodding towards me and Paulâ.
There was no use trying to hide the bulges. Everyone knew we had boners and I saw mom look at Paulâs crotch and then wink at him. Dad saw it too and told Paul to grab his pole and go back to where mom was and show her how he uses his rod.
I looked at Paul, who was looking from me, to mom, to dad and back to mom and by the time he understood that no one was going to stop him and that my dad was being serious, I saw moms wet panty d****d over the steering wheel where she had flipped it when she had quickly removed them and now mom was cupping her breasts and pulling her own nipples, much harder than I thought she could take, but she did and her naked wet pussy was only about a half a dozen feet away.
Paul stepped down from the front deck and took another step, Dad passed him on the way and Paul stopped and looked dad in the eye. Dad said, âYou had better keep going or you are going to hate yourself if you miss this opportunity.â
As Paul was about to step up on the back deck beside my mother, dad told him to just slap that cunt a couple of times and he would see how things would unfold, from there. âCome on boy, slap like it you own it. Eh, slap like it owes you money!â
I donât think Paul could believe his luck. I sure the hell couldnât. He bent down and ever so gently tapped momâs pussy.
âNot like that boy!â dad hollered back at him. âHit it like you want to fuckâŚ.. good and hard!â
So Paul flattened his hand and slapped her clam and surprise, it began to open a little.
âYeah, thatâs it. Hit that cunt!â dad yelled.
Paul slapped it again and it opened more and there was momâs pink pearl starting to protruding out.
Now mom yelled at him, âAgain!â and he whacked her cunt. âAgain, âshe yelled, to which Paul slapped her like she was a two dollar whore.
Mom groaned and clenched up grabbing Paulâs hand, pushing against her wet pink cunt. Then mom so softly instructed Paul to slide his finger into her tight wet pussy, which he did, as dad and I watched.
âThat's it. That's the spot. Keeping fingering meâ mom said still holding his hand at her cunt that was now splayed out like it had been filleted. He was diddling her clit like a Spanish guitar player, playing double time.
âOkay Paul, rub my clit harder. Now harder! Faster!â And Paul did exactly as he was instructed each time mom told him what she wanted him to do to her pussy, while dad and I still stood in the front of the boat and watched in silence.
Then dad spoke, âYou should taste that cunt juice she has. Itâs the sweetest Iâve ever tasted and Iâve licked a lot of cunts in my days!â Mom just purred like a kitten as Paul continued to rub her clit, but he managed to slip down between her legs while still stroking her and got his head in there.
Paulâs head was bouncing around between her legs and both his hands were squeezing momâs tits. I couldnât believe that here was my best friend eating my momâs pussy right in front of my dad and me, in broad daylight.
Mom grabbed the back of Paulâs head and pushed his face into her cunt while her moans were getting very audible. Iâm sure Paul licked my motherâs cunt for at least 10 minutes all the while mom was getting louder and louder. She arched her back and wrapped her legs around Paulâs head and held him there as she screeched out as she had an orgasm. That other boat was a long way off, but we could see both guys look when Paul ate mom to an orgasm.
âDonât stop you little fucker. Eat my cunt. Come on eat my pussy up. Donât fucking stop!â
I have never heard my mother talk like this or use that language, but when she did, I began rubbing my cock though my shorts. Dad told me that I had better take my cock out so that I would cum on her tits instead of in my underwear. Then he looked at Paul and told him to do the same thing. Within moments and without giving it anymore thought, Paul and I were kneeling, one on either side of mom, with our cocks out and stroking them. Mom reached out and took us both by the balls, but as soon as she touched my sack and I began spraying wads of cum across my motherâs tits.
Within seconds Paul began shooting a thick rope of his pearly white cum that caught mom across the face and down onto her big D cup boobs. Part of his cum went into her mouth and when she tasted it she turned towards him and drove her mouth over and down on his cock engulfing his dick down her throat. The rest Paulâs cum either went straight down momâs throat or in her mouth. Meanwhile, I had shot pools of my cum all over momâs tits.
After Paul was finished squeezing out all the cum he could I was still oozing out my cum and smearing it around my motherâs big tanned tits. The white cum contrasted the brown skin of her tits and the darker nipples. As I was squeezing my cockhead and unrolling my foreskin for the final time, mom suddenly rolled my way and sucked my cock down her throat. So this was being deep-throated. It was amazing. I managed to reward her with another quick shot while watching her reveling in rubbing MY hot cum all over her tits. MY cum, on MY momâs tits. This was going to be masturbating imagery for many lonely nights back at college.
As we were trying compose ourselves, dad told us to put our cocks away and get back to fishing. He could tell that we were not that interested in fishing, until he said, âBoys, look at that tight pink cunt. Whichever of you two catches the biggest bass today will get to ride home in the backseat with her and she will let you do whatever you want!â Mom just nodded her agreement.
Oh fuck. The fantasies that flashed through my mind as I looked at her laying there naked, covered in a mixture of tanning oil and my cum. Paul and I looked at each other and back to her. Mom opened her legs and said, âGood luck boys. May the best man cum, a lot!â
The ride home will be another story, but donât worry, itâs a memory that hasnât faded in almost 20 years.
Hereâs some pics and video tribute to my surrogate momâŚâŚ when I told her about this adventure and how she reminded me of my mom so much, she asked me to take her fishing,,,,, and that will be another story., but see the video to get a good idea of what I mean.
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