1. Megan and Mitchell


    Date: 3/2/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Female solo, Hardcore, Incest, Male / Older Female, Masturbation, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 93.5, Source: sexstories.com

    Mitchell shrugged, continuing to eat his eggs. “Well what else is there to do on a Sunday?” Megan asked. Mitchell thought about how his sex session with Jordan was interrupted the previous Sunday with the phone call from his stepdad. “Alright,” he sighed. After breakfast, he cleaned the kitchen yet again to deny his mother a reason to nag him. He changed into his swim trunks, grabbed a t-shirt, a towel, and waited outside for her. Megan arrived a few minutes later wearing the large sunglasses, a fairly long, yellow beach dress – the top part barely covered her bikini top. Mitchell nodded to her and led the way. He glanced over to her when she grabbed his hand. Walking to the beach, she talked on and on about the nice weather, complaining about how cold it was in his condo again, and asked Mitchell how often he came to this beach, showing frustration with him when he said “hardly ever.” It took forever for Megan to find a nice spot for them to sit. Mitchell didn’t complain but sat down in the sand once his mother found the perfect spot for their towels. He glanced at his mother when she removed the beach dress, revealing a dark gray, almost silvery bikini. He looked away when she bent down to apply sun screen to her thighs, her large breasts almost spilling out of the top. They again, sat in silence, watching the waves crash on the empty beach. Mitchell’s gaze found his mother once more, she was on all fours, doodling something in the sand. He watched her long, dark hair, ...
    being blown by the light breeze, her large breasts hanging down and jiggling as she doodled. Her movements stopped. Mitchell looked to her face; she was staring back at him, smiling. Mitchell quickly looked away. “Let’s get in the water,” Megan said, standing, extending her hand to Mitchell. He stood on his own, not grabbing it, not noticing his mother’s sand drawing of a large heart with “M + M” in it. Making his way toward the water, his mother followed him, holding on to his back as the waves crashed into them. Mitchell sat on his knees, his mother further out, standing in breast-deep water. She splashed him, urging him to splash back. Mitchell shook his head, smiling politely. Megan turned around staring out into the ocean, noticing dolphins in the distance. “Look!” She pointed to them. “Yeah. Sometimes they come in close. I’ve seen them from back at the beach entrance sometimes,” Mitchell said. Megan stood, enthralled by the dolphin’s gradual approach to her. She smiled; watching two of them swim closer, their dorsal fins exposed. Mitchell tried to contain a chuckle when his mother waved goodbye to the dolphins when they moved on to another area. “Like my bikini?” Megan asked her son. “Huh? Oh, yeah it’s fine,” Mitchell said, barely glancing at it. “Feel it,” Megan told him, moving closer to him. “What?” “The fabric, here,” Megan replied, dragging Mitchell out further into the water. He cleared his throat nervously when his mother jumped and straddled him. “Feel here,” she ...
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