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“What is it baby?”
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Kelly shifted her weight, keeping the remaining light from the setting sun upon our mother.
“While you face that rock, could you maybe reach back and untie the top?”
Shit Kelly, you are not helping my situation.
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She continued, “Don’t worry, we won’t see anything.”
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I couldn’t believe my sister would ask that, but I was even more shocked to see Mom’s fingers slowly sneak back and latch on to a strand, and then gently, slowly, pull it free. With a soft snap, the knot came undone leaving Mom’s bare back exposed.
“How’s that?” she asked her daughter while looking at me.
“That’s hot, Mom. Very sexy,” Kelly said.
I couldn’t help but take in her form. Though she was not completely topless, save only a strand wrapped around her neck, her open back was incredibly sexy. I feared I was losing a battle within myself. I almost forgot to continue.
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I heard Kelly’s voice again. “Now take a step back, Mom.”
She did.
“Now one more.”
She did again.
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“Now lean forward, keeping your legs straight.”
Our mother reached her hands out and slowly walked her palms down the boulder, pushing her ass out to us. The fabric tightened around her waist pressing deep into her crotch. It clung so tight, so snug against her that I could just begin to make out the shape of her woman hood. The edges of the fabric shimmered, more so on the moisturized skin deep within her inner thigh. The logical part of me blamed the mist of the waves that hammered the rocks, or even the lotion she had applied earlier. But then again, I couldn’t help but wonder if this glimmering skin, this moisture was dripping from excited lips beneath the bottoms.
A soft breeze brought something new to my attention. Her top swung low leaving her chest hidden in the shadows. Her breasts were hanging free, the undersides softly illuminated by Kelly’s light. My eyes strained, searching deep in the dark for the rest of her. Perhaps it was that desire, that carnal and taboo lust that convinced me, but for the briefest of moments, that I saw her nipples, hard and dark and prickled with the same goosebumps that rippled across her skin.
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Slowly, to the beat of the crashing waves, she stood back up, her top falling into place covering her chest. She rotated, facing us and retreated to the rock, arching her back against the surface.
Her hips rocked back and forth as her hands rubbed against her skin.
“How am I doing, Jason?” she asked.
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My blood pumped as I watched her hips sway.
“Perfect.”
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Her hand snaked up across her stomach, fingers trailing across her skin.
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“Raise your hands higher,” I said.
Slowly they rose.
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“Cup your breasts,” I said.
Her hands went over the top.
“No,” I said. “Go under.”
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Her eyes fixed on mine as if seeing me through the lens. Slowly she snaked her hands beneath the top, caressing each tit with her hands. She squeezed, and began breathing harder.
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She raised an eyebrow. “Still think I’m reserved?”
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“Fuck no,” I breathed, perhaps a bit too loud.