The secret joy of the bathing beach

The Secret Joy at the Beach

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"Hey! Have you packed your things yet? We'll be downstairs in 10 minutes!"

"Oh...okay! I've packed everything...see you later."

One summer morning during junior high, I hung up my mother's phone. We had made plans to go to the beach together a long time ago, because we might not see each other much in the future. My mother was planning to remarry in six months.

My parents divorced when I was a baby, and my mother abandoned me. So my father raised me. Perhaps they had some kind of agreement, because my mother would occasionally come to see me, but the number of visits could be counted on one hand. So I didn't have much of a bond with her. Because my mother maintained her figure and face very well, she was more like a somewhat unfamiliar older sister to me than a mother.

A black sedan pulled up downstairs shortly after. My mother got out of the driver's seat and opened the trunk. She was dressed smartly today—a black long-sleeved fitted top with a leopard-print mini-skirt, her legs in sheer flesh-colored stockings that shimmered alluringly, and gold high heels. I couldn't help but stare at her body, my eyes widening.

"What? Put the luggage over here!"

"Um...oh...okay!"

"You're so slow! Your cousin is in the car; she has plans with friends. Don't make her late!"
I quickly put my things down, opened the door, and got in. My cousin grinned at me and said, "You're funny. I saw you staring at your aunt in the car, and she's your mom!"

"Don't talk nonsense...okay...my mom's getting in! Don't let her hear!" Although my mother didn't know I was looking at her, my cousin noticed.

When we arrived at the beach, my two cousins waited for me to change first. As soon as I came out, they handed me all my luggage. My mother specifically instructed me to go to a secluded spot she had designated, to find a place to lay out a mat and set up a parasol; that would be our meeting point.

After they had both changed into their swimsuits, they walked over together. I glanced at my cousin first. At 164 cm, she was considered tall for a girl, but unfortunately, she only had a B-cup bust and was wearing a black one-piece swimsuit. Besides, her looks were average, so overall, she looked alright.

However, my mother, who walked alongside her, was wearing a blue, revealing bikini. My mother was 170 cm tall, with incredibly long and beautiful legs, and her E-cup breasts were truly alluring. She was wearing makeup and false eyelashes, and she was also wearing sunglasses, which added to her mystique. Her mature and beautiful appearance completely overshadowed my younger cousin.

After coming over, my mother took out sunscreen and several towels to apply sunscreen. At this moment, she seemed to realize that she had forgotten to bring the bottled water from the car. It was very hot, and we would get thirsty at any time. My mother directly ordered me, "Son, go buy water now or get it from the car!"

"Why should I go? What about my cousin?"

"Of course you should go. Your cousin is going to help me apply sunscreen later!"

"Okay, fine!"

Reluctantly, I went to buy it. I felt it was a pity that I wasn't the one who could help my mother apply sunscreen. As I walked towards the store, I was thinking about it and suddenly realized that I couldn't believe I had such thoughts about my mother. People say that you become curious about the opposite sex in junior high school. I never thought that I would be interested in my mother at this time.

Although I tried to suppress that strange urge, the more I thought about it, the more excited I became. After all, I didn't grow up with my mother, and I had never seen her naked body before. I was very curious, and I never expected my mother to have such a good figure. My cousin, who was about the same age as me, couldn't compare at all. My mother's voluptuous body was full of the charm of a mature woman. Besides, she was about to remarry, and in the future, she would belong to another man.

Suddenly, a strong possessive desire to possess a woman welled up from the bottom of my heart. Although I couldn't do anything about it, I could take as many glances as possible while I could. When I realized what I was doing, I had already bought bottled water and was running back to where my mother and the others were.

Seeing my mother lying face down on the mat, her buttocks covered by a long bath towel, her swimsuit unbuttoned, and my cousin applying sunscreen to her back, my cousin was surprised to see me back so quickly, but also looked like she'd found a savior. My cousin then said, "Uh... Auntie, I have to go see my friend, I'm going to be late. Can my cousin use the remaining sunscreen?"

My mother didn't react at first, so my cousin raised her voice and repeated herself. Only then did my mother suddenly lift her head and say, "Ah... I'm sorry, I'm so tired! The sun here is so nice, I accidentally fell asleep. You go see your friend! Remember to meet here in the evening, I'll be sunbathing here the whole time." After saying that, my mother lay back down to continue resting.

My cousin first tied my mother's swimsuit back up, then happily packed up her things and ran over to me, saying, "It's up to you! Auntie still has her lower body and legs to dry. Be careful with that towel covering her; remember to cover her up properly. She's taken off her swim trunks because she insists on drying her whole body, including her buttocks. Your mom is planning to sunbathe, and she doesn't want to get sunburned." Before I could even understand what she meant, my cousin ran off. I slowly walked towards my mother. I called her a few times, but she didn't respond; she seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep again.
I picked up the sunscreen, poured some into my hand, and applied it to my mother's slender waist, starting to run it along her waist and down to her breasts. The soft, tender touch excited me greatly. This was probably the first time I'd ever touched a woman like this, and my penis slowly hardened. Seeing that my mother didn't get up, I slightly lifted the towel to peek, and sure enough, her swim trunks were off to the side. My mother really wasn't wearing swim trunks at this point.

I first lowered the parasol to shield us from the crowd, and after confirming that no one was around, I quickly draped the long bath towel that had been covering my mother's lower body over my own shoulders. The length and width of the towel were just right to cover my mother's buttocks.

After doing this, I gently spread my mother's legs apart, and the sight before me filled me with delight. My mother's pink private parts were completely exposed to my eyes, and it seemed that she had shaved her pubic hair in preparation for wearing this swimsuit. Her vulva was smooth and completely visible, with a small pink opening in the middle of her wrinkled labia, revealing a glistening sheen.

I wasn't sure if my mother was really asleep, but she didn't react even when I gently moved her legs. Suspicious, I decided to test her again. First, I applied sunscreen to other areas, like her thighs and calves, then slowly moved towards the inside of her thighs. When I touched her, she shifted her face slightly, which startled me, so I quickly withdrew my hand and continued applying sunscreen to other areas as if nothing had happened.

After two minutes, I realized she was just reacting to the movement and hadn't actually woken up. And if I delayed any longer and she did wake up, I wouldn't be able to do anything. Anyway, I had sunscreen as a cover, so what was there to be afraid of?

At that moment, I made a snap decision and used my fingers to touch my mother's labia. She didn't wake up when I touched them. Using extremely light force, I gently and slowly spread her labia with both hands, then used my index finger to slowly and carefully insert it into her vagina. Besides the warm, slippery feeling on my fingers, there was also a wicked, stimulating sensation. My beautiful, unsuspecting, and asleep mother was being violated by her own middle school son.

I didn't dare to move too much, slowly pulling my finger out. My fingertip was covered in a clear, sticky fluid. I licked it; the taste was slightly salty and slightly pungent, but incredibly arousing. I wondered if I had been drawing this sweet fluid from my mother's body when she was pregnant with me.

At this point, I couldn't resist anymore. I started using my fluid-covered finger inside my swim trunks to masturbate. My mother's slippery love juice smeared my glans everywhere, stimulating my penis until it swelled and became large. I initially wanted to violate my mother again with my finger, but then wicked thoughts took over. I cursed myself for only using my finger.

After confirming that no one was around, I called out "Mom" a few times. Seeing that she seemed to be still sound asleep and hadn't been woken, I pulled down my swim trunks, revealing my rock-hard erection, and slowly climbed onto my mother.

I first placed my hands on my mother's waist to secure my position and center of gravity. Then, using one hand to guide my penis towards her vulva, and the other hand for support, I slowly lowered myself down. Once the head of my penis touched her vulva, I used the hand that was guiding my penis to spread her labia again, to avoid causing pain and waking her if I forced it in. After about two minutes, I finally inserted the head of my penis into my mother's vagina.

Even though only the head was inside, the tight, gentle enveloping sensation kept assaulting my penis, almost making me lose my mind. But I didn't dare to rush in. I had already entered the secret gate of my mother's body, which meant that incest had been successfully committed. My mother was now my woman, though she didn't know it. The triumphant feeling of a child's prank kept rushing to my head, allowing me to boldly and gently thrust a few times. But because of the position, I could only insert half of my penis at most, unable to go all the way in.

After only a few thrusts, because my body had never had sex with a woman before, and thinking that I had already tasted my mother's body—a forbidden fruit in terms of society and morality—I quickly couldn't control the heat within me and began to release my virgin semen into my mother's vagina.

I was afraid that this would disturb my mother, so I held my penis with one hand to stop it from throbbing up and down. Unexpectedly, squeezing it with my hand stimulated me even more, and the semen continued to shoot out forcefully and in large quantities. I could even feel the force of the semen hitting the barrier and hitting the glans of my penis. I could feel the semen that was about to overflow from my mother's body being driven deeper into her body by the powerful force of my new ejaculation. This continued for more than a minute, allowing my mother to be continuously inseminated by me.

Seeing that so much semen had gone in without any sign of it coming out, I guessed it had all gone into my mother's uterus. I kept my penis blocking her labia. After 5 minutes, the swelling gradually subsided. I slowly backed away, put my pants back on, and gently closed my mother's labia with my hands to prevent anything from leaking out. After covering her with a towel, I savored the afterglow of the sexual assault in my mind, and also checked for any semen that might have leaked out so I could clean it up.

Half an hour later, my mother got up. She wrapped a towel around her buttocks, quickly stood up, grabbed her swim trunks, and put them on. I was worried that she would check her private parts first. My mother asked me suspiciously, "Why is the parasol positioned like this?"

"Oh... because I'm afraid you'll be exposed, so I lowered it a bit!"

"Ha! You're quite thoughtful, aren't you? But please move it back, I want to start sunbathing now."
Seeing my mother standing there, worried that the semen inside her might leak out, I quickly grabbed some mats and piled them up in front of her. "Mom, these are for you to lie down on!"

"Hmm... thank you! You're quite considerate!"

My mother didn't suspect anything and lay down directly, crossing her legs on the mats. I thought that this position, with her hips and legs raised higher, would make it less likely for the semen to leak out. Seeing my seed flowing inside my unsuspecting mother was quite exciting, and I couldn't help but laugh. My mother glared at me, telling me to quickly adjust the parasol, and then closed her eyes to enjoy her sunbathing.

Looking at my mother, I felt a pang of regret. This beautiful mother was getting married in six months. I wondered if she would come to see me again after she had a new husband. But that was something I couldn't change. At least today left me with a wonderful memory. After dropping me off at home that evening, my mother drove my cousin back home. Seeing that she hadn't noticed my misbehavior at all, I felt secretly delighted.

About four months after that day, my cousin called and said, "Your mother's remarriage might have to be rescheduled!"

"Why?"

"Your mother is three months pregnant, her belly is quite big!"

"Oh...how could this be so sudden!"

"I don't know, your mother said the groom was using contraception! It was probably an accident!"

"Are you sure you want to reschedule?"

"Not necessarily, I'll contact you again after I confirm."

It's not surprising at all for a woman her age to get pregnant out of wedlock, but getting pregnant before the wedding seems a bit thoughtless. Not long after, my cousin contacted me again, saying that the wedding date would still be as planned, since the invitations had already been sent out and the date had been chosen. She also emailed me a few wedding photos of my mother with her pregnant belly.

My dad didn't attend my mother's remarriage wedding, but I did. Although watching my mother get married felt a little strange, we weren't very close, so I wasn't too bothered. Seeing her big pregnant belly and happy smile, knowing she and her husband had a child, I could only offer my blessings.

It's been over a year since my mother's marriage, and we haven't been in contact with her since then, so I don't know how she's doing. But the image of me secretly ejaculating on her at the beach keeps replaying in my mind, especially when I masturbate. Then one day, I suddenly wanted to contact my cousin to ask about my mother.

When she answered, she hesitantly said that my mother might be getting a divorce. I was surprised; why so soon? The baby was only recently born.

My cousin told me that one day, by chance, the child seemed to have some health problems. After a series of tests, the man discovered that the child wasn't his, leading to a huge fight between them. My mother insisted she hadn't been unfaithful and was now very upset about having a child of unknown father.

After hearing this, I thought about when my mother was pregnant and felt both scared and excited. So, I arranged to visit my mother with my cousin, hoping to take advantage of her current emotional vulnerability to make a good impression and improve my standing in her eyes, thus facilitating our future relationship

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