Bikini problems

The smell of bacon and eggs filled John’s nostrils as he came down, hunger rolling through his stomach as he walked into the kitchen to find his hot milf of a mom making breakfast. Samantha or Sam as most call her had a low cut V-neck on displaying that magnificent I-cup cleavage and a skirt a little short for her age. She hardly looked a day past thirty. While this would drive John wild normally he was quite hungry right now. He walked up to her saying “thanks for breakfast mom, love you!” and boldly gave her a kiss straight to the lips. Just a peck but enough to grab her attention.

“John! You can’t do that anymore, you’re not a kid” Samantha exclaimed, though the shy blush seemed like she didn’t entirely dislike it.

“It’s fine mom, nobody cares. Anyways you gonna sunbathe by the pool today? It’s gonna be nice all weekend apparently” he said as he dug into his food, eating voraciously when he wasn’t talking.

She sighed as she began cleaning up “yeah probably, that tan is finally starting to show. Is Jessica not coming down?”

“She will in a bit, I think she uh spilled a bit of something on herself” John said thinking himself kinda funny.

“Ok well I’m gonna do some laundry, food will be out for her when she comes down” Samantha said as she tied her hair back, her big tits swaying slightly as john realized she wasn’t wearing a bra. Then she walked out of the room, of course realizing he hadn’t perfected everything john snapped his fingers and her juicy ass instantly swayed more his style.

Jessica came a while later, and though she was looking damn fine in a skirt that barely covered her ass and crop top that almost wasn’t big enough for her tits, he was patient for desert. He went to the living room to play some video games as Jessica ate and went back up to probably be engrossed in her phone again. With a snap of his fingers he knew it would all work out.

A few hours pass as he grew bored of his game, shutting his console off he got up to see desert coming down the stairs. His mom in a little white bikini, tits begging to pop out with each step. In fact with a soft snap one even did as she reached the bottom step. “John sweetie, you haven’t been playing too much have you?” Samantha said softly, unaware of the wardrobe malfunction.

John couldn’t stop himself from staring, this was better than he even imagined. He responded after a moment “uh mom, your nipple has been freed”

She looks down, realizing what has occurred. “Oh shoot, sorry John” she said as she pulls the bikini over it again. “Maybe this wasn’t the right choice”

“Hmm it should be fine, here put your hands up” John said staring the entire time adding a soft snap for what’s about to occur.

“Why am I putting my hands up?” She said as she complied without thinking, her tits popping out again. She looked down and gasped “John! I can’t believe you would do that” she exclaimed quietly “I’m gonna put something a bit less revealing on” she continued while adjusting her top once again.

“Wait! I’m sorry I was just teasing ok? Anyways I’ll join you in a minute, might as well right?”

She sighed “alright I’ll be out there”

John getting more daring this time reached an ass cheek and grabbed it a bit roughly as he gave her a kiss a little longer than a peck. “Ok cya out there” he said quickly before running up the stairs to avoid her frustration.

“Jo…” she sighed again as she re-adjusted. Walking outside to enjoy the weather while wondering what got into her little son.

A few minutes go by and jog comes out with a couple of glasses of iced water. He walks over to his mom half chub from earlier as he tries not to worry about it too much. Can’t spoil it too early now could we? As he arrives at her chair he offers her a drink. “Hey mom, some water?”

Samantha opens her eyes and sits up, reaching for the glass just far enough for her tit to pop out once again. At first she doesn’t realize as she takes a sip. “Thanks John”

“No problem mom, but your swimsuit…” he said softly, again staring without hesitation.

“My swimsuit? What’s… oh booger” she said putting down the water first before again pulling her bikini over her nipple. “I really can’t do anything in this can I?”

“It’s fine haha, nobodies watching” John said as he continued staring directly at her tits.

It takes a minute for Samantha to realize what’s going on, then she looks down and sees the full throbbing bulge of his swim trunks. She stares for a moment herself before coming back to, the attention finally starting to get to her as her nipples harden. “John? John?”

John pretends to snap out of it as he enjoys the entire process. “Ah yes mom?”

“Look I know your a growing boy and all” she said looking down for a longer than normal pause before looking back up. “But you can’t just stare at a womens breasts like that, especially mine” she said easing back into her chair.

“Yeah definitely not” he said pretending to get distracted again as if he wasn’t listening. “You’re looking really good today mom”

“Uh hello? Earth to john? You listening to what’s coming out of my mouth?” She said waving her hand in front of him.

“Yeah so sorry mom, I’m good now, I won’t stare any more” he was really surprised how much patience she was having with him. Of course he was never satisfied so with another snap it was about time for a stretch.

“As long as you understand” she said feeling the urge to stretch out in more ways than one. Her hands once again going over her head as she satisfied herself with a normal one and the nips come right back out. Feeling the stare again she almost chastised john before realizing what had occurred. She was really starting to enjoy this more than she should as she pretended not to notice for a moment. Peaking through closed eyes she asked “John you still there?” No response. Maybe a little tease to get an answer. “Mmm He must’ve finally got back inside, if he stared any longer I might not have been able to control myself” she said softly to herself adjusting her position with her chest pushed out a bit more. Still no response, instead John started slowly rubbing his crotch. She reached up to ‘adjust’ her top again and ‘realized’ her tits where out. “This top really won’t stay on, no wonder John stares so much, I guess I don’t mind too much if he can’t take his eyes off me” she said leaving her tits hanging out. She smiled a little feeling a little carried away as she decides to take off her top completely and drop it to the side. “Hopefully John won’t see this, he’d lose himself watching this” she gives her big tits a grab and a jiggle before John finally interrupts.

“Uh mom, what are you doing?”

She feigns surprise as she opens her eyes. “John! How long exactly have you been here?” She said slowly taking her hands away from her chest, though she made no effort to cover up.

John wasn’t sure which answer she wanted, but he decided to tell the truth. “Sorry mom, I’ve been here the whole time, it was just so hot looking at you and I got carried away” his shorts almost dripping with cum just watching her.

She looked down at herself then back at him, her eyes staying on his crotch for much more than a moment as she responded “I suppose I can see that, how about you run inside and cool off while I relax out here for a minute” she said closing her eyes again.

“Yeah… of course mom” John said not wanting to miss a second as he pretended to walk away before getting back to rubbing his crotch, he wasn’t gonna miss a second of this.

Now Samantha had a choice, and the decision was getting that much harder.