Chapter 1

I was walking along the waters edge. The sun was hot and there were quite a few people on the beach. I was trying to make out I wasn’t eyeing the naked women of all shapes and ages, but I think my semi hard on might have given me away.

As I looked down to adjust my towel, I noticed a pair of sandals that seemed familiar. I followed them up to a pair of well-tanned legs that looked surprisingly like my mom’s. She was facing away from me, her back to the ocean, her ass high in the air as she bent to pick something up.

My heart raced and I froze mid-step. There was no mistaking it, the mole on her left thigh and the way she held herself. It was her. The realization hit me like a sledgehammer. What the fuck was she doing here?

I took a deep breath and steeled myself, walking closer. “Mom?” I called out tentatively, hoping against hope that it was just someone who looked like her.

She turned around, and our eyes locked. Shock painted her face, but she quickly composed herself and put on a smile. “Oh, honey,” she said, standing up and dusting off her hands, “What are the odds.” Standing there naked with my cock getting hard, my face flushed. Her breasts swayed gently as she approached me, and I couldn’t help but feel a weird mix of arousal and embarrassment. We hugged awkwardly, our bodies touching in places they never had before. The feeling of her skin against mine was electric, sending shivers down my spine. She pulled back and looked at me, a glint in her eye that I couldn’t quite read.

“Well, this is unexpected,” she said, her voice a bit too cheerful for the situation. “I didn’t know you were into ... this kind of thing.”

“I, uh, I’m not,” I stuttered, trying to keep my gaze on her face and not let it wander down to the triangle of dark hair between her legs. “I just, I mean, I came here to get some sun and, you know, clear my head.” Mom nodded, her smile never wavering. “It’s a beautiful place to do that,” she said, her eyes sweeping over the beach. “You’re all grown up now, so I guess it’s not that weird, right?”

I nodded back, trying to act as nonchalant as possible. “Yeah, I guess not.” Inside, I was torn between the urge to run away and the strange fascination that had gripped me.

Mom looked around, her gaze lingering on a few of the other naked couples nearby. “You know,” she began, her voice a low purr, “it’s actually quite liberating. You should give it a try sometime.”

I gulped, feeling the heat of the sun and the weight of the situation. “Mom, I don’t think that’s a good idea.”