The abrupt influx of sunlight accompanied by the cheerful words, “Wake up, sleepyhead, we have tasks to accomplish before heading over to Tori's,” was spoken by Mom in a lively tone.

“Ugh, Mom. Seriously? Just five more minutes, please,” I replied, my voice still heavy with sleep.

“I’m going shopping for a new bikini, and I would like your input.”

Mom in a bikini? Wow! She has never worn one before.

I leaped out of bed, my morning arousal evident as I hurried to the bathroom.

“Don’t you dare engage in any self-pleasure; save it for when we visit Tori’s at noon for lunch.”

Damn, I despise urinating with an erection. It’s uncomfortable, but I found that taking deep breaths alleviated some of the discomfort. Running cold water over my hands and keeping the faucet on also helped.

After finishing my business, I washed my hands, brushed my teeth, and shaved. Subsequently, I put on a pair of light gray athletic shorts and a dark gray t-shirt. I then slipped into my white Nikes and made my way downstairs.

“Mom, you look stunning!” I exclaimed, genuinely surprised.

Her black hair was styled in a ponytail that fell to the middle of her back. She wore pink shorts adorned with a floral pattern and a matching cami top. Her white sneakers completed the ensemble.

“Well, there’s my young man; you look very dapper. Thank you for the compliment,” she responded cheerfully.

I approached her, said, “Good morning,” and kissed her on the cheek.

We stepped out the door and headed to the car. I held the door open for Mom, and she settled into the driver’s seat. I then walked around and got into the passenger side.

Thirty minutes later, we arrived at Beach Babe Bikini Co. She parked the car and remarked, “Now don’t get too excited; the women who work here are absolutely stunning. I don’t want you staring.”

This piqued my interest, and I asked, “Have you been here before?” in a curious tone.

“No, I found a photo of the staff online. They wear bikinis, so keep your cool and don’t gawk.”

“Understood, Mom,” I replied, sounding a bit anxious as we approached the entrance.

Upon our arrival, I quickly surveyed the surroundings. She was indeed correct; they were stunning. One of the staff approached us and said, “Welcome to Beach Babe Bikini. My name is Skye. How may I assist you? And who is this charming young man, your boyfriend?” she added with a wink towards my mother.

“Hello, Skye, I’m Evie. This is my boyfriend, Toby. I’m in search of a rather alluring bikini. He’s here to provide his input.”

Skye stood at about five foot six, with vibrant red hair and sparkling green eyes. Her face was adorned with freckles, enhancing her beauty. I noticed she had no visible tan lines, and her bikini top revealed just enough cleavage between her well-shaped breasts.

“Toby, why don’t you take a seat over there while I show Evie our selection? I’ll return shortly to fetch you.” Skye suggested in a warm and friendly manner.

I observed them as they browsed through the bikinis.

After thirty minutes, I saw that my mother was holding at least ten hangers. It appeared that Skye and my mother were engaged in a discussion about something.

“Evie, I’m the proprietor of this store. Since the bikinis you’ve chosen are quite revealing, your boyfriend is welcome to accompany you in the dressing room. However, no fooling around.”

“Thank you, Skye. We won’t take too long.”

I noticed Skye approaching. When she was close enough, she said, “Evie is ready for your feedback, and remember, no fooling around, understood?” Her tone was serious.

“Thank you, Skye.” I replied in a normal voice as I stood up and walked over to my ‘girlfriend.’

My mother guided me to the back, and we entered a changing room. As she hung the garments on a hook, I closed the door behind us.

She whispered, “You sit on that bench, don’t attempt anything, and only tell me which bikini you prefer the most.”

As she took off her clothes, I was taken aback to see she was wearing panties. “Why the underwear, Evie?” I asked, maintaining the pretense in case anyone might overhear us.

“I always wear underwear when trying on garments, particularly swimsuits. There exists a risk of infections and exposure to bacteria. This is due to the fact that previous individuals did not wear underwear while trying them on,” she stated in a calm tone.

“I will remember to keep my boxers on during my next swimsuit shopping trip,” I replied in my usual manner.

The first eight bikinis were pleasant, but none were particularly striking. The ninth one truly captured my attention.

“This is referred to as a hollow bikini. As you can see, it ties around my neck and back. What are your thoughts?” Evie remarked in a flirtatious tone as she turned around.

“I adore that your underboobs are visible, and the side ties rest high on your slender waist. I appreciate how the bottoms create a V shape in the back, extending from the waist down to the top of your backside, and then vanish between your alluring cheeks,” I commented in a normal voice.

“I love it as well; I will purchase it. There is only one left, and I need you to close your eyes, no peeking,” she instructed in a sultry tone.

Following her request, I remained seated and heard a considerable amount of rustling. Once it ceased, Evie announced, “You may open your eyes now.”

“This is referred to as soft lime green; the top is a teardrop triangle. It ties behind my neck and back. As you can observe, Toby, the curves and sides of my breasts are visible,” she said playfully.

“Evie, you appear incredibly sexy; the color complements your overall golden tan perfectly,” I remarked in a slightly faltering voice.

“Thank you, Toby. Are you okay? It sounds as though you are attempting to hold something back,” she teased, her gaze fixated on my crotch.

“As you can see, the G-string bottoms feature side ties and...”

Evie turned and continued, “So, what do you think?”

I sat there, staring. Just millimeters above her backside and where the three strings of the bottom converged was the word 'SEXY.' Her firm cheeks were divided by one of the strings and disappeared between them.

“That bikini is ideal, and if you were not wearing panties, you would appear even hotter and sexier than you do now.”

“Thank you once more for the compliment; I will take this one as well. Now, please adjust that tent in front of your shorts, and we shall be on our way.”

As we neared the checkout counter, Skye was present: “Evie, did you and your boyfriend find any of them appealing?”

“Yes, I will take these two.”

“Excellent, allow me to process your payment.”

After completing the transaction, we proceeded to the car, where I inquired of Mom, “Why did you refer to me as your boyfriend?”

“To begin with, some older women prefer having a younger man as a boyfriend. Although it is not typical, you are eighteen, yet you could easily be mistaken for twenty. Furthermore, it was simpler to say You are my boyfriend, which improved the chances of getting you into the dressing room with me.”

“Well done, Evie,” I remarked as we entered the car.

Once inside, she stated, “It is Mom now, and do not forget it, Toby.” She spoke in a calm tone as we drove away.

Mom intended to make a stop at the liquor store before returning home. In less than fifteen minutes, we were on our way back.

Upon arriving home, we noticed it was nearly noon. Mom rushed inside while I retrieved the bag from the backseat and followed her in. After placing the bag on the kitchen table, I went upstairs to my room to change.

I put on my trunks. When I purchased them, the tag read “Optical illusion geometric pattern waves.” They appeared stylish, and I particularly liked the blue color. After donning my white Nikes, I made my way down the stairs and entered the kitchen.

“Mom, what is this?” I asked, surprised.

“It is a black cover-up; you will see what is beneath it later. Now, take the bag, and let us head over to Tori's,” she replied in a normal tone.

Mom opened the gate, stepped inside, and I followed her. After closing and securing the gate, I turned to see her in the kitchen with Tori at the far end of the patio. They embraced and shared a passionate kiss. Tori was also wearing a black cover-up.

I joined them and placed the bag on the countertop. Tori stepped back from Mom and walked over to me.

“Hi, Toby, I hope you have a big appetite. I’m starving,” she said in a lustful voice.

Then she kissed me, thrusting her tongue into my mouth as her hand traced along the bulge inside my trunks.

Our kiss was short-lived as she stepped back. “What’s in the bag, Evie?”

“Two bottles of White Riesling for us and a six-pack of Yuengling beer for Toby.”

“The table is set, and the food is just about ready. Evie, would you get the cucumber salad from the fridge and the condiments? Toby, get two wine glasses and a Pilsner beer glass from the cabinet. The bottle opener and corkscrew are in the drawer right below the cabinet.”

With everything set, I was told to have a seat at the table. Mom and Tori brought the food over. The burgers had melted Swiss cheese and grilled onions. The buns were lightly toasted, and there was corn on the cob along with the cucumber salad.

As we enjoyed this wonderful meal, Tori said, “Evie, have you given much thought to what we talked about yesterday?” she said inquisitively.

“Yes, let’s try it. If I feel uncomfortable having sex with you while Toby watches, we stop,” Mom said in a normal voice.

“That’s okay with me. What about you, Toby?” Tori said in a normal tone.

“That’s fine by me,” I said, sounding a bit excited.

“There’s one more thing. If I feel uncomfortable watching you and Toby fucking, you stop.” Mom said calmly.

Both Tori and I agreed. Mom changed the subject and told Tori about our trip to Beach Babe Bikini Co. They couldn’t help but giggle, which soon turned to laughter. I had to laugh along with them. 

“So, Skye actually thought Toby was your boyfriend?” Tori said questionably.

“She certainly did!” I exclaimed.

“I trust you understand we weren't laughing...”

I interrupted Mom and replied, “I understand; you were amused by Skye believing I was your boyfriend. No offense taken, ladies, as I too found it humorous.”

Once more, we all shared a laugh, then composed ourselves to finish our delightful meal. Afterward, Tori suggested, “Toby, why not take a dip in the pool to relax?” she said in a sultry tone as she and Mom admired my tented swim trunks.

The girls busied themselves clearing the table and storing the leftovers in the refrigerator. They were occupied washing the dishes and silverware while engaging in conversation.

I had waded into the waist-deep water to cool off, but it was futile. My imagination was racing, trying to discern what lay beneath their cover-ups. The inflatable raft was close by, and I climbed onto it.

With my eyes closed, I floated around, oblivious to my surroundings, until I heard, “Hey, Toby. What do you think? Is this sexy enough for you?”

I opened my eyes, and it took a moment for them to adjust to the bright sunlight. When they did, I exclaimed excitedly, “WOW! You both look absolutely stunning and sexy!”

They stood on the top step, striking poses. Mom wore a soft lime green bikini, while Tori donned a one-piece swimsuit with a plunging neckline that reached just above her navel. It covered her nipples, accentuating her voluptuous breasts. The ties were secured behind her slender neck and back, with an additional tie at the waist in the front.

The girls descended the steps, arms linked together. “Oh look, Tori, my handsome son still has an erection. Let’s see if we can assist him,” Mom said in a seductive voice.

Before I realized it, they dashed over, swiftly tipping the raft and sending me splashing into the refreshing water. When I resurfaced, I found myself sandwiched between the two most attractive women I know. Tori reached down and touched the bulge in my swim trunks.

“Evie, that didn’t help. Go over and sit on the steps,” Tori said in a casual tone.

Tori grasped my hand and guided me towards Mom. We halted approximately twelve feet away from her. Tori approached Mom, and I am uncertain about what she murmured in her ear.

“Evie, you look stunning, and I want you to make those nipples firm for my mouth. Caress your pussy, but refrain from climaxing while keeping the bikini on,” Tori whispered enticingly in my ear.

Tori returned to me and knelt down. She gazed up and, loud enough for Mom to hear, asked, “Would you like me to envelop your cock with my warm, moist lips? Then suck and lick until you fill my mouth with your delectable cum? Would you like me to swallow your thick load?” She spoke in a sultry tone as she lowered my trunks.

“Yes, Tori, I desire it all. Please provide me with relief; my balls are aching,” I responded in a beseeching tone.

She cradled my balls in her hand and gently held them while kissing the tip of my cock. Gradually, her mouth descended along the lengthy, veiny shaft. Those warm lips applied pressure incrementally as she moved her head back and forth.

With each motion, more of my cock filled her mouth until her adorable nose brushed against my pubic bone. I then felt my cock deep within her throat. As she withdrew and swirled her tongue around the mushroom-shaped head, her hand stroked the shaft in a corkscrew motion.

I glanced over at Mom and observed her masturbating and teasing her nipples through the fabric of her top. That was all it took, and I threw my head back while holding Tori's head in my hands. A little more sucking and ball squeezing, and I erupted.

“Uh-uh, aarrgghh!” I exclaimed as I filled her mouth and throat.

After the last pulse, my balls were empty. Tori looked up and opened her mouth. Then she turned to face Mom and showed her the mouthful of cum.

She swallowed with an exaggerated and loud gulp. “Mmm, delicious,” she said in a normal voice.

My trunks were around my ankles; I stepped out of them and helped Tori to her feet. We walked over to Mom, and both of us took a hand and helped her stand. We exited the pool and dried off.

Afterward, Mom said, “You two head over to the daybed. I’ll get something for us to drink.”

While Mom was getting the drinks, Tori and I walked toward the daybed. We sat on the edge of the bed and waited for Mom, who was walking toward us with a bucket. There was ice, the bottle of wine, and two beers.

She stood in front of us. Tori took a glass, and I took a beer, which was already open. Mom took a glass, then set the bucket on the ground. She took the bottle and poured the wine for the two of them.

Mom sat next to Tori; I was seated on the other side. As we enjoyed our beverage, Tori said casually, “Toby, when you finish, strip off the trunks and sit at the head of the bed. You can masturbate, while we indulge ourselves. Don’t you dare come; I want to feel you fill my pussy.”

I chugged down the last of my beer, stood, and placed the empty bottle in the bucket. Then I removed my trunks and got on the bed. As I moved to where Tori wanted me, the girls both gulped down what was left of their wine.

They stood at the foot of the bed. After placing the glasses in the bucket, Tori tweaked Mom’s nipple while her other hand rubbed her slit through the fabric of her bottoms.

“Oohh, that’s what I’ve been waiting for.” Mom groaned softly as she reciprocated Tori’s actions.

“Mmm, girl, you’ve got me aroused; it’s time for our dessert.” Tori moaned before kissing Mom.

Their kiss gradually transformed into one brimming with desire as their hands explored the alluring contours of each other's bodies. Tori gently guided Mom onto the four-poster bed crafted from teakwood. The headboard and footboard were made of teak slats, while the sides were adorned with curtains. The bed was spacious enough to comfortably fit four individuals with additional space available.

Tori reclined on her back, her head just a few feet away from me. She gazed at Mom, beckoned her with a crooked finger, and gestured towards her mouth.

“Keep the bikini top on and position yourself over my face with your back towards your son,” Tori instructed, her voice laced with desire.

Tori then tugged at the side ties, playfully pulling the bikini bottoms along her slit. She extended her tongue as Mom lowered herself. Upon feeling the tip of Tori's tongue, Mom lifted up, just out of reach, and repeated this action four more times. On the fifth descent, I noticed her juices trickling down her inner thighs. Mom began to grind against Tori's mouth and tongue while caressing her voluptuous breasts.

As I observed, I spat into my hand and began to slowly stroke my cock. Mom leaned forward until she was lying on Tori, her head nestled between those toned legs.

This is far more exhilarating than watching adult content online! Not only do I see Mom's firm buttocks, but I also catch a glimpse of her rosebud!

The moans and groans emanating from the two lust-driven beauties before me jolted me from my reverie.

I noticed Mom twitch slightly when Tori brushed her rosebud with the tip of her tongue.

Oh God, is she going to… Yes, do it, Tori. Devour my ass; you’re the first to do so.

Tori licked that bud and pushed her curled tongue past the opening. This caused Mom to lift her head and exclaim, “Eat my ass. You dirty girl!”

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