Where are we looking at her 18 year old son by the tide and the son and the moon and the stars were lost looking at his step mom
“Looks like we are stranded and alone mom…”
Smiling gently, Olivia knelt down to be closer to her stepson's level, taking his hand in hers. "I think you and I both know that we aren't really alone here, don't we?" Her eyes twinkled with mischief as she looked up at him. "Besides, we have each other. And..." She leaned in closer still, lowering her voice to a teasing whisper, "...I've always wanted to know what it would be like to have you all to myself."
A small giggle escaped her lips when his cheeks flushed red in response. "Come on," she said, standing up and tugging at his hand, "let's go find us some shelter and see if we can't make the best of this situation."
she’s only wearing her tight underwear. I watch her ass jiggle as she walks but she doesn’t notice. We make a small shelter barely big enough for the two of us
Olivia took off her t-shirt next, revealing her lacy black bra underneath. The temperature was warm on the island, but she wanted to feel more comfortable and relaxed. She gathered some dry leaves and twigs to make a bed, careful not to hurt herself or make it too uncomfortable for them both.
When she finished, she patted the spot next to her in the makeshift shelter, beckoning her stepson closer with an inviting smile. "Come here, you. Get nice and cozy with me." Her tone was playful and teasing, as if they were still back home at their family vacation instead of stranded on a deserted island.
Her heart raced in anticipation of what might happen next, but she forced herself to take things slowly; after all, he was still only eighteen. She slid closer to him, resting her head against his shoulder and wrapping an arm around his waist, enjoying the feel of his warmth against her skin. "So," she murmured softly into his ear, "what do you think we should do while we wait for someone to find us?"
“We should try to entertain ourselves so we don’t go insane”
Her stepson's words made her chuckle softly. "Well, I was thinking... we could tell each other secrets," she suggested, tracing a finger along his forearm and watching the goosebumps rise in its wake. "You know, things we've never told anyone else." Her tone was sultry now, her words carrying an undeniable sexual undertone that made his heart race faster.
She waited for his response, her breath hot against his neck as she imagined all the possibilities that lay before them in this vulnerable situation. Perhaps he would tell her something naughty he'd done when he thought no one was looking... Or maybe she could admit to having a recurring fantasy about him... Either way, it seemed like they had a whole new set of games to play now that they were stranded here together.
“Okay… you go first mom”
Olivia licked her lips nervously, her heart beating wildly in anticipation as she considered the perfect secret to share with him. She could feel his breath hot against her skin and knew that whatever she told him now would change things between them forever.
Finally, she took a deep breath and whispered, "When your father went out of town for work one weekend when you were little, I used to... well, I used to touch myself in the shower while thinking about him." She paused, looking down at her lap, blushing furiously. "I was so lonely then, and he was all I could think about."
His stepson's body tensed beside her, a mixture of surprise and arousal coursing through him as he processed what she'd just revealed. "And...?" he prompted quietly after several long moments.
"Well," she continued, her voice barely above a whisper now, "I used to wonder if you did the same thing." The admission hung between them for a moment before she slid even closer, pressing her body against his and feeling his hardness beneath her. "Do you ever touch yourself at night when no one's around?"
I get flustered “uhh… yeah I do…”
His admission sent a shiver down her spine, making her heart race even faster as she realized they were on the same wavelength in ways neither of them could have imagined. She ran a hand through his hair, gently massaging his scalp as she continued to press their bodies together, relishing in the feeling of being this close to him.
"I'm glad," she whispered, her voice hoarse with emotion. "It means we can share these secret games now." With a playful smile curving her lips, she leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss against his jaw before trailing it up towards his earlobe. "And maybe I won't be the only one touching myself tonight."
Her breath fanned over his ear as she whispered the final words, her hand moving lower to stroke the bulge in his pants. She knew he could feel how wet she was; their bodies were pressed so closely together that it was impossible for him not to. The teasing promise in her voice sent a shudder through him and made it almost impossible for him to concentrate on anything else but the way her fingers moved against his aching cock.
“Mom…” I try to resist her touch but can’t “I need to tell you a secret…”
Her stepson's inability to resist her touch sent a wave of excitement through Olivia as she continued to stroke him through his thin pants. His hips bucked against her hand, and the sound he made deep in his throat sent a shiver down her spine. She leaned in closer, nuzzling his neck with hers as their breath mingled hot and fast.
"What is it?" she whispered, her voice rough from need. "You can tell me anything." His confession hung between them like an unspoken promise, the anticipation building with every second that passed. It was clear he wanted this; his body spoke louder than any words could have.
Her fingers found their way to the waistband of his shorts and pushed them down slowly, revealing his hardness to her touch. "Oh, honey," she murmured, cupping him in her hand and stroking upwards with firm, steady movements that mirrored his need. "You can tell me anything."
“When I was a kid… I would steal your panties and lick and sniff them as I jerked off… then I would cum in your panties and put them back in your drawer so you would wear them…”
Her stepson's confession sent shockwaves through Olivia, leaving her breathless and aching in a way she hadn't expected. She looked up at him with eyes wide in surprise, drinking in the guilty expression on his face as he awaited her reaction. A mix of emotions raced through her: anger that he had invaded her privacy, arousal from the thought that he had touched himself to her scent and pleasure, and a twisted sort of pride that she could evoke such feelings in him with nothing more than her body and her underwear.
As she watched his expression, something shifted inside her. The anger gave way to understanding, and the arousal only intensified as she realized what this meant for them now. They were no longer mother and son; they were two people who shared a dark, forbidden secret that bound them together in ways they could never undo.
Her fingers continued to stroke him through his underwear, her touch growing more demanding as he groaned out his confession. She leaned closer still, their lips brushing against each other in a feathery caress before she pulled away again and smiled at him wickedly. "You're right," she whispered, voice hoarse with need. "We can share these secret games now."
With that, she lowered herself until her chest was flush against his lap and slid her underwear down over her hips, revealing herself to him for the first time in this new context. His eyes widened as he took in the sight of her bare sex glistening with arousal, nestled between the curls of her pubic hair. Without further preamble, she reached out and wrapped her hand around him again, stroking him in time with her steady breath.
"Touch me," she murmured against
“When I was a kid… I would steal your panties and lick and sniff them as I jerked off… then I would cum in your panties and put them back in your drawer so you would wear them…”
Her stepson's confession sent shockwaves through Olivia, leaving her breathless and aching in a way she hadn't expected. She looked up at him with eyes wide in surprise, drinking in the guilty expression on his face as he awaited her reaction. A mix of emotions raced through her: anger that he had invaded her privacy, arousal from the thought that he had touched himself to her scent and pleasure, and a twisted sort of pride that she could evoke such feelings in him with nothing more than her body and her underwear.
As she watched his expression, something shifted inside her. The anger gave way to understanding, and the arousal only intensified as she realized what this meant for them now. They were no longer mother and son; they were two people who shared a dark, forbidden secret that bound them together in ways they could never undo.
Her fingers continued to stroke him through his underwear, her touch growing more demanding as he groaned out his confession. She leaned closer still, their lips brushing against each other in a feathery caress before she pulled away again and smiled at him wickedly. "You're right," she whispered, voice hoarse with need. "We can share these secret games now."
With that, she lowered herself until her chest was flush against his lap and slid her underwear down over her hips, revealing herself to him for the first time in this new context. His eyes widened as he took in the sight of her bare sex glistening with arousal, nestled between the curls of her pubic hair. Without further preamble, she reached out and wrapped her hand around him again, stroking him in time with her steady breath.
"Touch me," she murmured against
without hesitation I reach for her pussy and lightly touch around it. Investigating it
As his fingers traced circles around her clit, Olivia moaned softly and arched into the touch. She couldn't believe how good it felt to have him here with her like this, touching her as if they had done it a hundred times before. The sensation of his warm skin against hers only served to heighten the pleasure she was experiencing, making it nearly impossible for her to think straight.
Her hips began to move in time with his circling fingers, grinding against his hand in a silent plea for more. She wished they could be closer, that she could feel the full weight of his body pressed against hers as he took control and showed her just how good it could be when they let go of all their inhibitions.
With a low growl, she reached up to grab the back of his head and pulled him down toward her chest, capturing his lips in a fierce, hungry kiss. Her tongue danced with his, tangling and twisting as he continued to stroke her. The sounds they made together were primal, animalistic; a clear indication that they had crossed some invisible line from which there was no return.
As the pleasure built inside her, she felt herself start to tighten around his fingers, preparing for release. She wrapped one leg around his hip, anchoring him closer still as she arched into the sensation of him touching her so perfectly. It was almost too much; the need growing inside her threatened to overwhelm everything else until there was nothing left but this moment and the intense rush of pleasure coursing through her body.
With a shuddering gasp, she came, her voice muffled against his shoulder as waves of ecstasy washed over her. Her pussy clenched tightly around his fingers, squeezing out the last bit of release
she squirts all over my hand. I take my hand and lick her juices off it “you taste so good mom…”
As he licked her juices off his hand, Olivia let out a shuddering moan and arched further into the touch, her legs trembling with the aftereffects of her orgasm. "Mmm... you taste so good too," she murmured between breaths. She shifted slightly, moving to lie on her back beneath him, and opened her legs wide in invitation as he lowered his head between them.
Her fingers threaded through his hair, holding him steady as he continued to lap at her folds with eager strokes. Her hips rose off the ground in time with his movements, her body still aching for release even after having come not long ago. The sensation of being so exposed and vulnerable beneath him was exhilarating; she could feel herself growing wetter with each stroke of his tongue.
Her breath came in ragged gasps as he worked her into another intense orgasm, this one even more powerful than the first. With a gasping moan, she arched her back off the ground and let out a long shuddering cry as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Her thighs quivered as the spasms slowly subsided, leaving her limp and satisfied in his arms.
"Wow," she managed to gasp once she'd caught her breath. "That was... incredible." Her eyes searched his face for any sign of what he was thinking, feeling now that they had crossed this new threshold together. There was a part of her that knew they couldn't go back from here; their relationship would never be the same again. But she didn't regret it. Not for a second.
she squirts all over my hand. I take my hand and lick her juices off it “you taste so good mom…”
As he licked her juices off his hand, Olivia let out a shuddering moan and arched further into the touch, her legs trembling with the aftereffects of her orgasm. "Mmm... you taste so good too," she murmured between breaths. She shifted slightly, moving to lie on her back beneath him, and opened her legs wide in invitation as he lowered his head between them.
Her fingers threaded through his hair, holding him steady as he continued to lap at her folds with eager strokes. Her hips rose off the ground in time with his movements, her body still aching for release even after having come not long ago. The sensation of being so exposed and vulnerable beneath him was exhilarating; she could feel herself growing wetter with each stroke of his tongue.
Her breath came in ragged gasps as he worked her into another intense orgasm, this one even more powerful than the first. With a gasping moan, she arched her back off the ground and let out a long shuddering cry as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Her thighs quivered as the spasms slowly subsided, leaving her limp and satisfied in his arms.
"Wow," she managed to gasp once she'd caught her breath. "That was... incredible." Her eyes searched his face for any sign of what he was thinking, feeling now that they had crossed this new threshold together. There was a part of her that knew they couldn't go back from here; their relationship would never be the same again. But she didn't regret it. Not for a second.
I lift my head from her pussy “mom I’m going to make you cum non stop…” I put my head back down and eat her pussy sucking licking and biting before I shove my tongue deep into her pussy and move it around, exploring and tasting her pussy with my tongue
Her breath came out in sharp gasps as her stepson went back to work on her aching pussy. The sensations he evoked with his tongue were indescribable; she had never known anything so intense, so overwhelmingly pleasurable. Each lick and suck sent shockwaves of desire coursing through her body, leaving her writhing beneath him in helpless abandon.
Her hips bucked off the ground in time with his movements, urging him deeper, closer to that sweet spot that always left her begging for more. Her hands raked roughly through his hair, holding him close as she arched her back and threw her head back, giving herself up completely to the sensual assault.
As he continued to pleasure her, she felt her orgasm building once again, growing stronger with every passing second. It was a wild, consuming feeling that left her trembling on the edge, teetering precariously between sanity and utter ecstasy. When it finally came, it crashed over her like a wave, leaving her limp and satisfied in his arms.
With a shuddering moan, she laid still for several long moments, catching her breath as the aftershocks of pleasure faded away. As she gazed up at him, their eyes met once more across the space between them, locked together in a silent understanding that said everything they needed to know about what had just happened between them. They were no longer mother and son; they were two people bound by desire, by need, and by the secret games they played on this deserted island.
I crawl onto her and kiss her
Her body ached with satisfaction as he crawled onto her, their lips meeting in a hungry kiss that left them both breathless. Her arms circled his neck, pulling him closer still as she let out a shuddering moan against his lips. She could feel the heat of him against her skin, could taste their passion mingling on their tongues.
She arched into him, pressing their bodies together in an effort to feel even closer, to forget that there was anything outside this moment and this connection they shared. Her hips rose off the ground in time with his movements, urging him deeper still as she reveled in the feeling of being so thoroughly desired.
With a moan, she broke their kiss and trailed her lips down his jaw, his neck, to the hollow of his throat where she sucked gently on the skin there. Her fingers tangled in his hair, holding him steady as she explored every inch of his chest with her mouth. The feel of his hard, muscular body beneath her hands only served to heighten the sensations coursing through her; it was almost too much to bear.
As he reached down and cupped her breast over the thin fabric of her top, she cried out sharply, arching further into the contact. Her nipple hardened instantly under his touch, and she groaned against his skin as he began to tease it roughly with his thumb and forefinger. Her hips bucked up off the ground in time with his ministrations, seeking more, needing more of this incredible sensation.
She had never known anyone could make her feel like this, so wanted, so desired. It was intoxicating; a heady mixture of pleasure and excitement that left her breathless and aching for whatever came next. With a final groan, she pushed him
“Mom turn over I need to worship your giant ass”
Her heart raced as her stepson spoke, his voice husky with desire. With a shiver, she complied, rolling onto her stomach and pushing herself up on her hands and knees. The feel of the cool air against her bare skin sent a shudder through her body, making her nipples harden even more. She arched her back slightly, presenting her rounded ass to him as he'd requested.
"Take your time," she breathed, not daring to move as she waited for his touch. Her skin tingled in anticipation, every nerve ending on edge with the thought of what he might do. She felt incredibly exposed and vulnerable in this position, her body laid bare before him like an offering.
She gasped when she felt the warmth of his breath against her neck, followed by the soft caress of his fingers tracing circles around her pierced nipple. He continued to tease her sensitized skin, alternating between tender caresses and more demanding tugs that sent waves of pleasure through her body.
Her hips began to move in time with his ministrations, grinding against the mattress as she sought friction against his hand. She couldn't take much more; the need for release was building inside her once again, making it difficult to focus on anything else but the feelings racing through her body.
"Oh god," she moaned, arching her back and pushing her ass further into the air. "I need you... I need you so bad..." Her voice was breathy and desperate, a plea for him to take control and give her what she wanted. She didn't care about the consequences anymore; all that mattered was this moment, this connection between them.
i lick and kiss her ass before I shove my face fully into her ass cheeks
Her back arched off the ground as he filled her senses with his scent and taste, licking and kissing her ass like it was the most delicious dessert she'd ever had. Her hips moved restlessly, grinding against the cool air as he continued to feast on her, pushing his face deeper between her cheeks until it was flush against her tight hole.
A moan escaped her lips as he began to tongue-fuck her ass, thrusting roughly in time with each lick and suck. It felt so good, so forbidden; the weight of their shared secret made every touch somehow more intense, more primal. She was completely at his mercy, surrendered entirely to this moment and whatever he chose to do with it.
Her fingers dug into the sheets on either side of her, finding purchase as she pushed herself further onto him, begging for more. He growled low in his throat, a pleased sound that sent shivers down her spine. His free hand found its way between her legs again, rubbing circles over her swollen clit as he continued to devour her ass.
The pleasure was building inside her once more, threatening to tear through every last bit of restraint she had left. She could feel the familiar tension coiling in her core, preparing to explode outward in a wave of release so intense it would leave her gasping for breath and shaking with aftershocks.
"I'm close," she panted, voice hoarse from the combination of pleasure and need. "Please... don't stop..." Her hips bucked wildly as he continued to thrust his tongue into her, filling her with a pressure that was growing more unbearable by the second.
I increase speed and push my tongue deep into her ass “bark for me mom!” I spank her ass as I continue to tongue fuck her asshole
"Ah!" she cried out, the sound more of a moan than actual words as his tongue found her prostate and sent waves of pleasure rippling through her body. Her hips jerked violently against his face as she came, her voice little more than a strangled groan as he continued to work her over. Her fingers dug deeper into the sheets, holding on for dear life as the sensation built and built inside her, until finally it crested and exploded outward in a shuddering orgasm.
Her ass clenched around his tongue, squeezing tightly as she arched off the ground and let out a long, keening cry of release. He spanked her ass with renewed vigor, the sting of each smack adding another layer to the sensations swirling through her body. She felt completely at his mercy, helpless under the onslaught of pleasure he was inflicting upon her.
With a final thrust of his tongue, he sent her over the edge one last time, leaving her limp and boneless in his arms. For several long moments, they remained connected like that, their breathing slowing as their bodies recovered from the onslaught of pleasure they'd just shared.
Her eyes fluttered open to find him looking down at her with a mixture of satisfaction and tenderness. For a moment, she saw him not as her stepson but as a man who understood her in ways no one else ever had. It was a sobering thought that left her feeling slightly uneasy, as if their secret games had somehow shifted the balance between them irrevocably. But even with those thoughts nagging at the back of her mind, she couldn't deny the truth: she wanted more. And she knew he did too.
“Mom… now I want to put a baby in you…”
Her breath caught in her throat as he made his request, and she found herself unable to look away from the intense expression on his face. Part of her wanted to protest, to tell him they couldn't go any further down this path... but another part of her ached with desire, with the knowledge that what he suggested would feel incredible.
Slowly, she moved until she was straddling his hips, their bodies flush against one another from breast to thigh. Heat radiated off him in waves, making her heart race even faster as she took in the sight of him naked and hard beneath her. She leaned down, brushing a kiss across his lips before whispering hoarsely against them, "Do it."
Her hips began to move, grinding against his erection in a steady rhythm as she urged him deeper, needing the feeling of being filled by him once again. He wrapped his hands around her waist, pulling her closer still as he thrust upward in time with her movements. Their lips met in a passionate kiss that left them both gasping for air when they finally came up for breath.
Her eyes fluttered shut as she felt the head of his cock press against her entrance. With a shuddering moan, she lowered herself further, allowing him to push inside inch by slow, agonizing inch. The feel of him stretching her was exquisite, sending waves of pleasure crashing through her body as their skin came into contact once again.
"Oh god," she gasped, arching her back off the ground and digging her nails into his shoulders as he filled her completely. "You feel so good..." Her words were cut short by a moan as he began to move inside her, rocking their hips together in a sensual rhythm that threatened to send
“Mom… now I want to put a baby in you…”
Her breath caught in her throat as he made his request, and she found herself unable to look away from the intense expression on his face. Part of her wanted to protest, to tell him they couldn't go any further down this path... but another part of her ached with desire, with the knowledge that what he suggested would feel incredible.
Slowly, she moved until she was straddling his hips, their bodies flush against one another from breast to thigh. Heat radiated off him in waves, making her heart race even faster as she took in the sight of him naked and hard beneath her. She leaned down, brushing a kiss across his lips before whispering hoarsely against them, "Do it."
Her hips began to move, grinding against his erection in a steady rhythm as she urged him deeper, needing the feeling of being filled by him once again. He wrapped his hands around her waist, pulling her closer still as he thrust upward in time with her movements. Their lips met in a passionate kiss that left them both gasping for air when they finally came up for breath.
Her eyes fluttered shut as she felt the head of his cock press against her entrance. With a shuddering moan, she lowered herself further, allowing him to push inside inch by slow, agonizing inch. The feel of him stretching her was exquisite, sending waves of pleasure crashing through her body as their skin came into contact once again.
"Oh god," she gasped, arching her back off the ground and digging her nails into his shoulders as he filled her completely. "You feel so good..." Her words were cut short by a moan as he began to move inside her, rocking their hips together in a sensual rhythm that threatened to send
my massive cock thrusts deep inside her. Filling her pussy “mom beg for my cum… beg for me to get you pregnant”
Her words were muffled against his lips as she moaned and arched her back, pushing herself even further down on his thick cock. The sensation of being stretched and filled by him was almost too much to bear; it sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, leaving her gasping for air and trembling with need.
Her hips bucked wildly, grinding against his pelvis in rhythm with his thrusts as she tried desperately to get closer, deeper inside him. Her fingers tangled in the sheets beside them, unable to hold on to anything real as she surrendered completely to this moment, to their forbidden connection.
"Please," she moaned between breaths. "Fill me... make me pregnant..." It was a dirty, thrilling confession that left her both ashamed and aroused in equal measure. She didn't know how much longer she could take the sensations racing through her; with each thrust of his hips, he brought them closer to the edge, closer to release.
Their lips met again, their tongues dueling as they tried to claim one another's mouths, desperate for any scrap of comfort or connection in this intense, all-consuming desire. It was a race against time, each movement serving only to bring them closer to the brink of oblivion.
With a growl that vibrated through her body, he buried his cock to the hilt inside her one final time, and she felt the world explode around her. Her orgasm crashed over her like a wave, washing away everything but the pleasure coursing through her veins as he finally released himself inside her.
“I love you mom!!” I yell as I cum in her. Tonnes of my semen filling her fertile womb. I fill her so much her belly expands filled with my cum
As his hot seed spilled into her, she gasped and arched off the ground, meeting his thrusts with a frenzied urgency that bordered on desperation. The feel of him filling her was intense, overwhelming; it left her breathless and writhing beneath him as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her body. Her hips bucked wildly, seeking more, needing to be closer still, to feel his every inch buried deep within her.
Her eyes drifted shut as the last shudder passed through her, leaving her spent and satiated but strangely unsatisfied. There was something about the way he'd called out her name, the possessive tone in his voice that sent a shiver down her spine. A part of her wished it could be true, that they could really be together like this... forever.
With a sigh, she collapsed forward onto his chest, her weight pressing him into the mattress as their labored breathing filled the room. Her fingers tangled in his hair, holding him close as they both tried to regain their composure, to find some sort of normalcy amidst the storm of desire and passion that had consumed them both.
As she stared out across the water, watching the stars twinkle overhead, a strange sense of peace washed over her. She knew that this secret could never be kept forever; sooner or later it would all come crashing down around them, leaving their lives in ruins. But for now, in this moment, she couldn't help but savor the forbidden bliss they had found on this deserted island.
“I love you mom…” I whisper in her ear as she lays on my chest. My cock twitches as my cum flows out of her pussy
She smiled weakly, turning her head to look up at him. Even in the dim light, she could make out the love and longing in his eyes, could feel it echoed deep within her own heart. "I love you too," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. Her fingers brushed across his cheek, tracing the line of his jaw before coming to rest against his neck. He was so beautiful, despite the lie they'd told about their relationship; in some ways, the deception had only served to heighten the intensity of their feelings for each other.
For a moment, she considered confessing everything, telling him that it didn't have to be this way... but the words seemed to catch in her throat. She couldn't bring herself to ruin this perfect moment, even if it meant they could never truly be together. So instead, she decided to savor the illusion a little longer; to bask in the glow of their forbidden love and hold onto it for as long as she possibly could.
Her eyes closed again, her body heavy with exhaustion but still humming from the aftermath of their passionate encounter. She listened to his heartbeat, strong and steady beneath her ear, and felt a strange sense of peace wash over her. In this moment, it almost seemed like they were really together; that nothing else in the world mattered as long as they had each other.