SEX UNDER THE MOONLIGHT

Ashton woke up to the tune of sailing and ocean. His nose was dirty from the soil, and his eyes poked from the dust. The smell of salt near him made him guzzle and gulp his parched throat. By clearing his eyes to the stabbing glimmers of the sunlight on the blue sky, he exhaled and jerked his arms to his sides. His right arm touched the soil, and his left struck a body, it hit a navel. He spun to glance at it. A meaty navel settled with mud around it. The navel smelled of spice and water. The sight of the coast made him realize what happened. He looked up the navel, and it showed the nipple of a woman he loved to his soul, his mom. Her bikini top came to the sides, giving her orbing nipples a withering look to Ashton. He got aroused to look at his mom; she was forty but looked thirty; she had a tender figure. No one realized this was his mom. He saw no one on the shore when he looked around. Was it a coast, or was it an island? Cause the last he remembers, they sailed the boat farther and they don't know where the fuck are they.

Ashton got up and strode towards the seashore. The seashore was drowning his filthy feet, and he peered far ahead of him and he saw water and more water. The morning rays touched his eyes and made them squeak. He's never been this empty in his entire existence. Except he was desolate. These years, he was lonesome. He broke up with Tanya, thirty-two years old. Yes, she was twenty years older than him. Ashton liked old women. He preferred older women because of their understanding in the craft of love and lovemaking, preferred spending nights with Tanya; loved the passionate experiences with her. But with time, shit became ugly. He had to break up with her and face many obstacles in work and living alone, so he moved to his mom's home. Being more desperate, aching for more intimacy, for craving, he realized loneliness in his blood. By living with the woman, he adored Ashley, his mom. He sought it more and more. Every day passing her, he adored her. He cherished the way she looked, so young. He appreciated how she looked in her undergarments, in her bathrobe, in whatever she wore. Now, she looked her finest in her bikini, sprawling on the soil near him, stuck with him.

Ashton stared at the broken boat lying near the shore. The same white boat that brought them here, to an unknown place, to an unknown island.

Ashley, Ashton's mom, opened her eyes to a blue sky. She wiped the dirt off her eyes, cleared her dry throat. She was still drunk, and now she needed help to get up. With the sound of seagulls, sea, and Ashton beating up the boat, she woke up. She smelled salt and dirt. t. But more, she smelled a stench of alcohol. She yanked her hand to her sides and touched the sand, grappled it tightly in her hands and got up. She looked at the bright sky, the sea in front of her. She looked at Ashton, heavily built. He was a stud in her eyes. No man can drool an older woman this easily as he did. She liked him. When she got divorced with Steve three years ago, she needed someone in life. She craved attention from men; she was lonely, depressed; she needed a man to hold her, kiss her, make love to her, but respect her and never let her go. She found that man in Ashton.

Waking up, sleeping in the same home, she felt close to him. But she never talked about her loneliness with him. He was too disturbed with his own life. But she adored him, his body, his eyes, he resembled Steve a lot. He resembled him from his younger days. She wondered if his dick would be the same? Her thoughts ran to her boy's dick, aroused, she imagined him wanking off in his bedroom. She knew he loved older women. She had read his erotica collection of milfs, mother and cougars. She loved how he enjoyed the joy of making love with an experienced woman. She also knew he secretly wanted her. He sneakily stole looks at her, her body, her boobs, her legs. She wore revealing clothes at home just for him, to tease him, to make him crazy. She felt guilty of teasing her son, but what could she do? She enjoyed a boy crazy about her. She walked to him.

Ashton was crazily searching the boat to look at the canned food. Ashley stood beside him and looked far away and only saw what Ashton already saw nothing. No sign of civilization, nothing. They don't remember what happened last night. They were drunk and passed out, were too negligent, and this happened. The boat might have hit a nearby big rock and came sailing across the river with no direction and arrived here. Now they both are stuck.

He had the body of an athlete, worked out every day. Seeing him naked again reminded her of Steve, and her breathing increased. But Ashton was tense. He wanted to go home. So was Ashley.

Ashton gave up staring at the boat and so did Ashley, and they wondered, where they are, how far they've come? How'll they go home? What the fuck just happened?

"Hey, did you find food?" Ashley asked.

Ashton didn't reply. He waited for her to ask again, so he replied sarcastically. He did that often.

"I asked you something," she said.

"No, I am searching," he said.

"Okay," she said.

Ashton got on the boat once again, throwing away things to search the canned food.

"Where are we exactly?" Ashley asked.

"Don't know mom," he said.

"Man, we are crazy, we shouldn't have been that drunk. Look what happened" she said.

"It's your fault" he shouted.

"What?" she asked.

"Yeah, you shouldn't have been that drunk, and you encouraged me to drink, you know I am still recovering" he shouted.

"You aren't supposed to talk to your mom like that," she shouted.

"Oh mom, come on, stop it, you and your drunk habits, they never change, you say that you're working on yourself, but all you do is drink and drink" he shouted.

It has started again, Ashton's angry rant. Whenever he was frustrated he ranted about stuff. Ashley held his face and tried to calm him down.

"Calm down, we'll work it out" she shouted.

"No, we won't," he said.

"Oh, stop now," she told him and pulled his body near hers. She hugged him tightly. She held him and ran her palms to explore his body. She explored his muscles, this firm body, which looked weak outside was much stronger when held tight. She smelled the same perfume she smelled in Steve, and she recalled what his dick smelled like, his man musk. Will it be the same for Ashton? Will his dick smell the same? She wonders, holding him tight in her arms. While Ashton strolled, he hugged her too. He ran his hands through her petite body. She did yoga every day. Her firm, slender legs stood near him. Her navel tight, and her tight arms wrapped around his back. He breathed on her shoulders. He wanted to do more. But he felt something stuffing his chest. When he pulled out from the hug, all he saw was his mom's perky nipples out of her bikini blouse. Maybe it was moved from the wind. Or maybe she tied the strings loose, last night being drunk. Ashley felt him getting a boner. He was still pressing his hips into her while moving his face away from her shoulders to look at her chest. She loved how it throbbed on her thighs, it poked her, and she loved how soft and hard it felt at the same time.

Seeing her perky orbs, he realizes he craves to touch them, to lick them, to suck them. To see it, they have the same milk which was fed to him years ago.

Feeling his throbbing cock on her thighs, she wondered maybe he's got a longer one than Steve's. He's younger and active.

"What happened?" Ashley asked.

"Mom..." Ashton paused.

"Yeah..." she asked.

Ashton couldn't fathom to say, but he had to say it. How could he say to his mom that her nipples are giving him a boner? He moved away from his mom totally to avoid her. He got busy searching for canned food again.

She felt suspicious, thinking about what happened to him. Did he feel her sexual excitement? That should not happen. She walked to him and he avoided her more. He did not even look at her. He was such a purist, and that made her fall in love with him even more.

"Ashton, what's the matter?" she asked.

"Searching for food" he shouted.

She yanked his arm and pulled him towards her. He faced her again, and in his eyes, she saw shame, but an excitement. Also, she saw thirst. She wasn't able to comprehend what it all meant for her.

"What is the matter?" she asked again.

"Your ti..." he paused.

"Ti... what?" she shouted and waved her arms in the air.

That caused her boobs to bounce in the air. It wiggled with those perky nipples. Ashton swallowed at the look of those perky nipples bouncing. He wanted to hold them down. He got even aroused and breathed harder., on Ashley's hand.

Which confused Ashley more.

"Ti... what would you tell me?" she asked leaning to his face, which brought Ashton a closer look at her nipples.

Ashley looked down, and she saw a bulge in his pants. She smiled but made sure it didn't look on her face. Ashton tried harder to not look, but how could he resist?

"Your... tits... are... showing" his mouth gave up, and he turned around to not face her.

Ashley was surprised to look at her cleavage. And she recalled, last night, she was feeling the heat. She undid the string and tied it loosely around her back to feel free. The bikini hugged her chest, and it gave her a feeling like she was suffocating. But with wind and water washing away, the bra moved aside, looking to Ashton her lovely boobs. She felt joy when she learned that he got aroused at the view of this. This he's devoured all his childhood. He loved it; he wanted it, and it gave Ashley more excitement. She touched him and felt the energy in her arm. The energy was erotic but disturbing.

She pulled him to her again, Ashton turned around to face her. He still sees those nipples.

Ashley grabs the bra and slightly moves it aside to cover them, shaking them, wobbling them. She smiles at Ashton. Ashton looks down in shame.

"It's okay, my fault, the wind, and it tied it loose last night," she told me.

"Yeah I know," he said.

"You know?" she asked.

"Yeah, I mean, it might be tight to you, '' Ashton said.

"How d'you know it is tight to me?" she asked.

"I meant..." he stuttered again.

"It looks tight on you," he said.

"I don't get it," she told me.

"I meant you walk around the house, braless, and you enjoy being free, and having this bikini tightly cinched to your skins makes you feel itchy," Ashton said and moved around again searching for the canned food.

She smiled again. She loved the way he told her. She knew he looked at her; he stole glances at her whenever he got a chance. She loved how he knew she loved being braless; it gave her independence. She searched canned food with Ashton. Ashton was searching all over the broken boat, and Ashley helped him.

Sometimes they touched each other. Their butts crashed with their crotches, Ashton hurriedly apologized, but Ashley loved it. Sometimes Ashley hugged his crotch, feeling his bulge in her ass. She felt shy, and Ashton loved it.

But hours after searching for canned food. They finally found it.

"Okay...did it" Ashley shouted and lifted the canned food high in the air.

"Wow mom," Ashton shouted.

"Get it to get it to get it" she shouted and lifted it up and up.

Ashton stood tall and tried to take it, but he couldn't. He then stood on his mom's toes, which gave Ashley a jolt. She was about to fall and trip, but the moment her body felt loose, Ashton held her. He held her by her waist, pulling her waist chain towards him. Pressing his rough, dirty, calloused arms on her lower back, he made her stand. It was butterflies in her stomach; she looked in his eyes. He kept the hand on the waist, and he held her waist chain from his other hand. She kept looking in his eyes.

Their faces came close. She smelled his breath for the first time. He smelled her breath for the first time. She held his shoulder from her one hand and touched his face.

Ashton slowly pouted his lips and brought it forward to his mom's lips to kiss.

Ashley playfully slapped him, laughing.

"What the hell?" she asked.

"What mom?" Ashton asked, rubbing his hair.

"You thought we would kiss?" Ashley asked.

"Yeah," he said.

She ran her fingers through his hair and gave him a peck across his cheek and turned around.

"Mom," Ashton told her.

Ashley turned around. Ashton got close to her, held her face, and gave her a slow kiss on her cheek. She blushed and Ashton saw it. Ashton blushed, and Ashley saw it. They got back towards the shore, opening the food can.

The whole day passed, and they spent the whole day thinking about how to get back, to get home, to get back to reality.

This relationship may seem great, but it is still weird.

Face Towel

"Mom, the boat is broken there's no way we could push it back in a working condition," Ashton told me.

Ashley stood studying the hole in the boat. She realized that there was no way. But being on an island with a hung son scared her. Not only did it scare her but it made her horny. Every time she looked at him shirtless a thirst ran up her body to squeeze him out. How could she not resist this young body?

"We cannot try other methods?" Ashley asked.

Ashton sighed. Ashton wanted to run out. He wanted to stay alone. He did not want to be close to his mom. She looked beautiful, and he cannot resist her. The moment he saw her nipple, he wanted to take it and savor it like he did while he was a child. He wanted to take her in her arms and hug her. But he was scared, years of this pure bond cannot be tied with lust, passion.

They ignored each other's sexual tensions and thought of ways to go home. But found no ways.

"Let's eat then," Ashley said when they sat in the sand as she opened the canned food.

Ashton was hungry. The moment Ashley opened the can. He hogged the food like he's been hungry for years. Watching her son hog food like crazy, she looked him in adoration. Ashley opened her can and she gobbled her food. The water bottle they brought together was cold. Yet they had to drink it. The whole day of working on a broken boat, with no food and no water, stranded on this island made them hungry and thirsty for food and their bodies.

Ashley opened the bottle lid and drank it whole, the water spring downwards to her top and it drenched her top completely.

"Mom, you're wet," Ashton told her.

"I mean, the water," he added.

"I know right, I was so thirsty," she said and grasped the fingers on her throat and circled them on her collar.

Ashton couldn't help but drool over it. Her mom playfully circling her finger on her collar bone was a sign, but she might also be scratching. He couldn't help but look at those wet breasts of her. Again, a raging boner arrived to throb in his pants.

Ashley noticed the throbbing boner, bulging out. She loved it. But she wanted to tease him more.

"You have a towel?" she asked.

"Yeah, face towel," he said.

"Would you help me wipe it down, dry it up. My hands are dirty with food" she told me.

Ashton couldn't help but say yes in excitement.

Ashley waited for him to search the face towel. All the while he searched for it, she loosened her top, tied the strings loosely. Ashton arrived with the towel.

Ashley sat close to him and arched her back. "Wipe it down," she said.

Ashton took the towel and he ran it through her soft breast. He looked at them closely now. He wanted to hug her so tight. But he resisted the urge.

"Dow there," she said, pointing to the nipple side of the top.

Ashton ran the towel on the nipple and rubbed it. That made the top move from one side to another. And again. Ashton got the look of those nipples.

"Oops sorry," she told me.

The bulge got bigger and bigger as he sat there staring at her. His breath got long. She loved teasing him, every moment she could. But she can't tease him all along.

"Oh, shit, let me tie it tightly," she said and undid the string in front of him.

She removed the top, and waved it in the air and dried it with the towel. Ashton saw his mom, topless. For the first time, he got so aroused that he forgot that it was his mom. He moved from where he sat. He swallowed. With her moving the boobs and nipples shook. He exhaled.

"Too much heat right?" she asked.

"Yeah, mom," he said, looking up in her eyes.

She realized all this time he was looking at her boobs. She rubbed her nipples, and then tied the top. But her fingers couldn't work to tie it around her back.

"Would you help me?" she asked her son. Then she turned around and moved her hair aside. Giving Ashton a look at her nape, and back. Ashton's fingers softly held the string, and tied it, touching his mom's soft skin. Ashley got back and sat in front of his crotch. Ashton's boner throbbed in his mother's ass.

Ashley got aware and she got up and looked at his shorts. His dick still throbbed. Ashton sat there covering it in shame.

"What the fuck is that?" she asked.

"Sorry mom," Ashton told her.

"I don't want to talk about it, let's sleep," she told me.

They sprawled on the blanket laying on the sand. And then they took another blanket to cover them. They brought only two blankets, who knew, they were gonna get stuck. Sprawling on the blanket with their butts sticking together, and covering their bodies with another blanket, they closed their eyes.

But, hours after one slept, Ashley woke up, she wasn't even sleeping. She turned and glanced at her son's naked body. The way he breathed. His skin, his chest hair which she wanted to grab, ran it around her fingers. She looked at his shorts and recalled the way his boner throbbed. She went in close to him. Ashton was still sleeping, she watched him sleep. He looked so innocent, like a child. He was still her child. She smelled his chest, the sweat around his belly. Then she advanced her head to his shorts. Breathing on his shorts gave her a high, it smelled of salt and sweat. Then she got back, to her place. She faced Ashton, putting her arm around his shoulder. They hugged and cuddled him and closed her eyes.

Ashton felt something on his shoulder and he opened his eyes. He wasn't sleeping. He was thinking about his mom. Thinking his mom really smelled his body, stayed there looking at him sleeping, he wasn't sure. Because he hasn't seen it with his own eyes. How can he be sure? He moved to face his mom, who slept sound or was awake. Ashton kept staring at her, the way her chest rose and fell with her breath. He advanced close to her and pressed his body into her. With his boner still throbbing, he surrendered it in her thigh. Placing his head in front of her boobs, he held her and closed his eyes.

Ashley felt the dick pressing on her thigh. She felt Ashton's breath on her chest. With every wasp, and every throb she wanted to rip those shorts off and make love. Ashton kept submerging his head into that bosom. And she pressed his back into her body more. Ashton realized she was sleeping, but he also realized she was pretending to sleep. Ashley realized he wasn't sleeping, but pretending to sleep. They held each other all night, with their breaths, wasps, and throbbing passions, they slept.

Ashton woke up the next morning for the first time in his entire life. He saw the sky clear. He looked at his mom, still buried under her body, he took a large breath. He kissed her cheek as if she was his girlfriend. He often did that with Tanya, waking up, he kissed her. With this was his mom. He got up and walked to the shore. He sat on the boat, looking at the water. Ashley opened her eyes, and she saw no action. She got worried. She looked around and saw him sitting on the boat looking at the sea. He was a silent guy, always introspective. She looked at him, stared at him. She recalled last night, when they both were awake but pretended to sleep.Ashton took a glance at his mom and found her sleeping. Ashley only closed her eyes and again opened them. She saw Ashton, standing up on the boat, removing his shorts. That gave Ashley a look at his naked butt. It was hairy, and big, and muscled. He rolled the shorts down and turned around to face his mom.

Ashley closed her eyes but so long she's been yearning to see his dick. When she opened her eyes, she found Ashton, in the water taking a bath. His hung body surrounded in the water. His naked butt and dick, washing up with the dirt around it. he 'll smell more of salt tonight when she smells him.

Ashley got up and removed her bikini and ran towards him. Ashton didn't notice. She entered the water and kept looking at Ashton.

"Skinny dipping," she said.

Ashton turned around and he saw her naked, with him. Her bikini on the boat.

"Mom, what are you doing here?" Ashton asked worriedly.

"Bathing like you, don't worry," she said.

They bathed together. Ashton got out of the water, covering his erected dick. She didn't get a look at it. But, the way he covered it, it made sure that it was big. He crawled over the boat and wiped his wet body with the face towel. Ashton kept glancing in shyness to make sure his mom's not looking at him and he wore his shorts. He turned to see his mom.

She was still in the water.

"You'll catch a cold" he shouted.

"Hand me the towel and come here" she shouted.

Ashton took the towel and handed her,

"Close your eyes, better not look at my goddess-like beauty" she teased.

"Oh, don't worry," he said and closed his eyes and turned around.

She wiped herself. Then she wore her bikini.

"Okay all right now you can see," she said.

"See the goddess?" Ashton asked.

He opened his eyes and saw her close in front of him. She looked into his eyes and smiled.

They passed just like this. Another night came. They didn't do a lot. They sat staring at the sky and seeing birds pass away. The night arrived and they ate their food to sleep.

"I'm sleepy," Ashley said and sprawled on the blanket.

"You cover the whole area," Ashton told her.

"Oh, like you don't," Ashley told her.

"I don't," he said.

"Yeah, I know last night which line you crossed and what area you covered yourself with" Ashley teased.

Ashton didn't say anything. He sprawled next to her.

"So, what's up?" she asked.

This was a question rarely asked at home. Both were very busy. Now was the time to ask these questions and get close.

"Nothing," he replied.

"How are you coping up?" she asked.

He thought hard about it.

"I don't know, I still get reminded of her, '' he said.

"Like how?" she asked.

"You know, I see her everywhere, whatever woman I look at," he said.

"You find her in me?" she asked because she found Steve in him.

He looked hard in her eyes.

"No, I see in you a woman who'll help me come out of this crisis," he said.

"Oh, son, don't worry," she said and patted her arm.

"How're you getting along?" Ashton asked, staring longingly in her eyes.

"I'm getting used to it. It's been three years, people get used to it" she told me and blinked continuously to hide her coming tears.

Ashton realized her missing dad. He leaned in and kissed her lightly on the lip. Ashley didn't mind it. She ran her finger in his hair and brushed them. They crawled behind her and dug her into his body.

"What are you going to do?" Ashley giggled and asked.

"We could cuddle right?" he asked.

"Oh, yeah we could," she said.

Ashley turned to face him and dug her body in him. They looked into each other's eyes for a longer time. Breathing their smells, they recalled the last night.

He moved his mother's hair, and looked at her lips, he wanted to kiss her. This gave him a thobe in his dick. Ashley felt it on her thigh.

"Oh, come on," she said and laughed.

"You don't press your boner on your mother like that," she said and slapped his face.

"Mom, I can't help it," he said.

"You should control yourself, young man," she said.

But, it throbbed again and again. He felt passionate and passionate. She laughed and smiled. She felt shy in front of him and he felt free. It poked her thigh, and she turned, facing her back to him.

Ashton pressed his body in her back and cuddled her.

"I know what you did last night," he whispered.

Ashley lay there scared.

"Son, I just want you to know that it is hard for me. I am lonely, depressed, and I yearn for intimacy. You know what I have been through these years" she said.

"Yeah, mom" he whispered.

"So, please don't take it the wrong way," she told me.

"I am long for intimacy, for physical touch, for love, for happiness" Ashton spoke.

"You can always come to me for things," Ashley said.

"Yeah," he said.

He snuggled his head in her nape and kissed it. She wobbled her body in his frame.

His bare chest and his chest hair teased and tickled her back. His boner still throbbed in her ass. But she didn't mind. She felt good about him, his smell, his everything. He felt good about her. The way she smelled, her body, her lips, yearning to kiss her.

He closed his eyes, and she closed her. Their minds ran a thousand thoughts. But their bodies were clear about their needs.

A Kiss Under The Moonlight

"It's like last night isn't it?" Ashton asked.

"What?" Ashley asked.

They lay together tightly hugging their bodies. His boner still throbbed and gave Ashley a wiggle.

"Last night we had problems sleeping together," Ashton said.

"Oh, yes, we were..." Ashley thought.

Her face glowed under the moonlight and there was a little bit of light that helped Ashton look at her. Ashley sighed.

"We were...?" Ashton asked.

"Disturbed..." she said.

"Disturbed" Ashton asked.

Ashley turned him and kept her head on his chest. Ashton smelled her hair and ran his fingers on her back slightly giving her a tease. The fingers slithered on her smooth skin and she danced as she felt a tickle. She looked him in the eye. He felt her look her in the eye as there was less light. She advanced to his face. He breathed on her lips. Their noses touched each other and rubbed. The sound of their breathing felt like a whisper in their ears. The dark lips of her crawled on his cheek and sucked it for a longer time as if savoring it. She tasted salt on his face and sweat. He shook and smiled. He ran his hand on her hair. The hair was frizzy and his fingers got stuck. The sight of her lips on his cheek clinging it made him go crazy. She smiled and quivered like an 18 years old girl in the arms of her boyfriend. He touched her face and tasted her cheeks. Her soft cheek struck on his lips and he kissed it for too long.

Ashley lifted her leg and she crawled on top of his body. She felt his crotch on her crotch, throbbing and she wobbling by it. The heat in his pants rose and gave her all but sweats. The smell of desire rose with their breaths, she humped, up and down on his boner and he felt a rush of desire. She held his face close, and his body closer to hers. They laid there hugging each other, slightly humping. Tasting their cheeks, touching their soft and rough skins, listening to their moans and quiver, they tried to stop themselves from committing any sin.

"We can't be doing this' 'Ashley told me.

"I don't want to do anything you don't want, '' Ashton said.

"Let's talk," she said.

"About what?" he asked.

"About us," she said.

"You told you were...having problems post-breakup," she asked.

"Yeah, don't worry about that... I'm trying to come out of it"

"Tanya was a bitch straight away...how can she leave a man like you?" Ashley asked.

"A man... I thought I was your boy" Ashton teased.

Ashley smiled and ran her hands through his chest, and played with his chest as his boner twitched.

"Oh, you're a young hung man," she said with a high pitched voice.

"Oh, mom." he exhaled.

"Anyway, how are you coping with that?" she asked.

"Since I moved in with you I feel safe," Ashton said.

"Staying with you gives me a good feeling. You know I feel like a child protected, ``Ashton said.

"Honey, you will always be protected," she told him and kissed his forehead.

"Sometimes I have trouble, you know..." he paused.

"Like what troubles?" she asked.

"Uh...some...issues..." he stopped.

"You don't want to talk it out?" Ashley asked, kissing him again...on cheeks.

"I thought you'd understand," he said.

"What tell me, I'm your mom, come on, don't expect me to understand everything," she said.

"How did you feel after dad divorced you?" he asked.

"I told you to never mention that," she said.

"Yeah, but how did you feel, loneliness, but also some other strong feelings' 'Ashton told me.

"Let me think, I felt lonely. I wanted to hold someone close to me and you were busy with Tanya, your studies, your job and didn't give time to your sobbing mother" she told me.

"I'm sorry," Ashton said and kissed her forehead.

His boner subsided, but still, they lay on each other. It made them feel close.

"I also felt depressed," she said.

"Depressed?" Ashton asked.

"Sometimes out of boredom, I thought of killing myself," she told me.

"Mom," Ashton shouted.

"But, I didn't honey," she said.

"Don't ever think about that," Ashton told her.

"I don't want to lose you, after losing Tanya, you're not the one I want to lose," he told me.

"Tanya was your girlfriend," Ashley said smiling.

"Yeah, but you know what I mean right?" he said.

"I know what you mean," she said and kissed him.

"Stop kissing me, you're making me insane," he told me.

"I want to kiss you more and more now," she said.

"You were saying, what else did you feel?" Ashley asked.

"Leave it," he said.

"Come on...don't be a tease," she said and slapped his arm about to grab her butt.

He kissed her again and breathed into her neck.

"I wanted intimacy," he said.

"Intimacy?"

"Yeah, I wanted someone to hold me, to be by my side, cuddle with me, kiss me passionately, make love," Ashton said.

"You miss all that?" Ashley asked.

"I miss a lot of things," he said.

"You're a romantic one arent you," she said and ran her finger in his hair.

"Yes, I wanted to kiss passionately, suck on someone's lips, gasp them for their breaths. Make love all night, every night, and cuddle with them, ``Ashton told.

"I also feel the same some days," Ashley said.

"What do you do then?" Ashton asked.

"I..." she paused.

"What?"

"Finger me," she said.

"Oh, man" he shouted.

"Come on, you also masturbate, I know," she said.

"Have you seen me?" he asked.

"Yes"

"What?" Ashton asked, surprised.

"I mean...i have seen you get boners looking at me, then sneaking to the bathroom to find my lingeries, and wanking off," she told me.

"Oh, god, shit man," he said.

"I found it hot anyway," she said.

"What else did you find hot?" he asked.

"You"

"Me?" he asked.

"Since you tell you are having, you're missing out on intimacy...let's be intimate," she said.

What do you mean...kiss me passionately, cuddle me, suck on my lips, long deep and hard, I will always be on your side" she whispered in his ears.

She removed her top, undid the string and slid it away. She laid on him naked. Her nipples poked his chest, then she rubbed her fingers on his body.

"Kiss me baby" she cried.

Ashton held her face, brought his lips to hers, then waited. He wanted to see her naked but there was no light. He slid his hands on her butt and began fondling it slowly. She held his hands and placed it around her shoulders. He held his lips a bit away from her. Her lips wanted to suck on to his, but he waited for a good long time, caressing her head, and her hair. He wanted to savor the moment. His lips touched her soft dried lips, his hands rested to her lower back, she held his face tight into her face more. Their bodies stuck together, tightly. And slowly, sensually his lips devoured the dryness and wetness of her lips. It tasted like smooth wine, and tasty snacks on her lips. Then he sucked them, bit them, she wailed and jostled, moaned. But he kept on kissing it like he hasn't kissed anyone so beautiful ever before.

They kept kissing, controlling their hands, they stuck their hands in each other's body parts and helped through it to pull themselves to each other. She shouted and moaned, she cried and wailed. His throbbing boner poked her crotch, and she rubbed on it with her swaying hips. She gasped for breath and he gasped for her.

Then they stopped.

Everything went silent. The crickets chirped and the sea made violent noises. He wandered his hand aimlessly around her body and she wandered her lips on his chest kissing him. They rested for a while when she placed her head on his chest playing with his chest hair. He played with her back. Her nipples poked his chest, and it was hard. She gave a slight rub to her hard nipples. His boner gave a huge throb to her crotch and she dug her hips inside his. But they lay there looking in their eyes in the silent night under a dark sky.

He slid his fingers down her navel and touched it. She yanked him but let him do it. Her navel danced and wobbled. His finger struck it like a guitar string and played with it. He teased it and poked it. He tickled it and Ashley danced and laughed. She tickled his belly, he laughed and danced. Both tickle each other resisting their desires, and having fun. But their eyes, their bodies wanted more. Slightly his hands wandered to her breasts and pulled it, her fingers wandered to his boner and cupped it.

"I like you," she said.

"I like you too," Ashton told her.

"Promise me...you'll not leave me as Steve did," Ashley asked, going close to his face.

Ashton moved her hair aside and kissed her.

"I promise," he said.

"Can I?" he asked, holding her nipple in his palm.

It gave her a jolt. The erected orbing nipple felt a tinge of warmth. He pulled it and groped it. He played with it, she rested her head on the sand and pushed his head on her nipple. He fingered her nipple with his little fingers and she moaned. Then he curled his fingers around it. She wanted him to touch the nipple again, she wanted him to feel it again. But she played around it a while. He played with her areola, her cleavage, kissed it, bit it. Then he kissed onto her nipples one by one like a hungry child. He drank it, teased them with his tongue. She felt all the desires in her body. Her desires and passions rose, and she let it go when she pushed his face deep inside her chest and told him to do more of it. Ashton happily followed the order given my mom. The night was close to dawn and she was tired. He was tired, his tongue wanted to rest. She wanted to rest. They held onto each other and closed their eyes.

"Mom, you're still beautiful," he said.

"Thank you," Ashley said.

"You're still handsome," Ashley told her.

"Thanks," he said.

He bit her shoulder.

"Ouch," she said.

He hugged her from behind, and they cuddled.

"Your boner, it's been throbbing since we've been here," she told me.

"It's crazy," he said.

"You should try to calm it down," she said.

"How mom?" he asked.

"You want me to do it?" she asked.

"I'd be happy if you took care of it," he said.

"I'm not that stupid to do you all that, remove your shorts and free the boner and stick it up my panty" she ordered.

"Then?" he asked.

"Then, sleep, try to sleep," she said.

"Would that help my boner go?" he asked.

He slid his shorts down. The throbbing dick rose, and he stuck in Ashley's butt. She jostled as he showed it. The panty saved her butt from cracking open with his hardon. It was big, it was hot, it was throbbing. She rubbed her nipples again and kissed her arm, then his.

"Do one thing," she said.

"What?" he asked.

"Slid it in my panty," she told me.

He lightly touched her butt and tried to find the panty. He opened it, and his throbbing dick entered her panty. He felt desire all around, one side it was her panty cloth and other her ass cheeks. He felt passion, his dick pressed into her butt, and the panty got tight. It was damn big, her panty got tighter and tight. He humped around. She stopped him.

"Sleep," she told me.

"It's not going," he said pointing his duck.

"It will," she said.

Ashton believed in his mom and closed his eyes. She closed hers. The night ended bringing relieving dawn.

The sky shone with the sun, and it reflected the sea. Ashley opened her eyes to see someone arriving far away towards them in a speedboat. She wore her top and tied it tightly. Ashton was still sleeping, she felt something on her ass. She turned to see it and it was his sperm thwarted on her ass. Dried up, but still, it was hot. She covered his dick by sliding his shorts up. She ran towards the boat arriving at her. She waved her hands, happy, shouting.

"Help, help, help" she shouted.

Ashton woke up, and he looked around. He looked at his dick, and he realized he spurted his sperm on his mom's ass. He felt bad about it, but also felt hot. But his mother's shouting made him surprised.

"Help," she shouted.

He ran to her and tried to see something with his sleepy eyes.

"Mom what's wrong?" he asked.

"Can't you see?" she pointed out to a faraway boat.

His eyes adjusted and saw it coming, but it would be a long long time till it comes.

"Okay, we're gonna get home, we're gonna get home soon," he told his mom and they hugged again. He searched for something, something of color. His blanket, red. He grabbed it and tied it on a stick to make it look like a flag. It looked like a big flag. He ran to the boat and stuck the flag towards the coming boat.

"Are they gonna come to us or what?" she asked.

"They might," he said.

"You sure?" she asked.

"I think they're the police," he said.

"You can see that," she asked.

"See that symbol" he pointed out to a symbol.

Ashley's eyes couldn't make out the tiny symbol. Yet she nodded.

"I'm waiting, I want to go home right now," she said.

"Me too," he said.

"What will you do first when you go home..." she asked.

"First I'll take a bath," he said.

"Second?" she asked.

"I make love..." he said.

"To whom?" she said and giggled.

"To the woman in front of me," he said.

"You think she's gonna let you do that?" she asked.

"I'll try my best," he said.

"I might not," she said playfully.

"The goddess has found her god, she might wanna give in," he said with a cheeky smile.

"I want to kiss you right now," she said.

"Then do it," he said.

Love, Under The Moonlight

"How'd you get stuck here," asked the man wearing a uniform.

"Don't know we kind of were drunk and then one thing led to another and came here?" Ashley told.

"You remember anything?" He asked.

"Oh, no, I woke up the next day and we were here on this island," Ashton said.

"Where'd you stay?" He asked.

"In the Town," Ashley told.

"All right, okay, so we're gonna repair your boat so you head home, all right?" He asked.

Ashton nodded.

He called three men with him and they worked on the boat. They helped repair the broken parts and added some stuff. It was easier to drive it now.

Ashley stared at Ashton with desire burning in her eyes. She saw him and accepted him. The moment they go home there'll be in each other's bodies. But she wanted to savor the moment. She stared at his shorts and there was a tiny bulge. She smiled.

"Good to see you're still aroused," Ashley said blushing.

"Oh, yeah, the thought of what's going to happen once we reach home is making me mad," Ashton said and looked her in the eye."You humped my ass yesterday?" She asked.

"No, it was maybe while I was sleeping or you might have done something," Ashton said.

She looked at him sheepishly. Annoyingly eye him. But she loved him more. She wanted to kiss him.

Ashton looked at her, with his desires. His dreams, what he's been yearning for was going to come true.

"It's done," the man shouted.

"Can you help us push it?" Ashton shouted.

"Get in the boat first" he shouted.

They both ran as fast as they could and reached in the boat. Ashton controlled the steering and Ashley looked at those men.

The men worked laboring pushing the boat in the water. Ashton then got a hint it's gonna touch the shore.

"It's in, it's in," he shouted.

"Okay," the men shouted.

Ashley took out canned food and gave them.

"I don't have any money now so take it as a sign of gratitude," She said.

"Oh, yeah, all right," he said.

"You two have a great life ahead. He's a great husband you've got, he stayed patient through the process" the man said.

Ashley shied away and smiled. She looked at him, she touched her belly and told, "actually...he is...my so..."

"Yeah, we're happy with each other. I love her and she helped me be patient" Ashton shouted from the boat.

Ashely looked at him and smiled. Ashton smiled.

The boat rowed through the water slowly, and they saw the men growing far and far away from them. They shouted their byes and waved.

The moment they reached in the middle of the water, Ashley looked at him. His tight shorts clung to his bottom. She stood behind him and hugged him. She kissed his neck.

"Don't tempt me if you wanna go home?" Ashton told as she cupped his raging boner.

"Oh, you're tempting me," Ashley said.

She kept hugging him and breathing in his salty smell. She ran her hands through his dry body. She craved this meal, she craved this boy.

Ashton felt her. hands sliding on his chest and playing with his chest hair. She pulled it and Ashton gave a slight kiss on her finger, he focused too much on the way ahead.

Ashton wanted to go home. Tear her bikini apart and have her. In all the ways she wanted to be taken. In all the ways he fantasied to take her.

Ashley looked at the passing day and recalled the same passion she had on her wedding night. The breath fast and slow, the hunger rising. Her skin asking for me and her pussy watering every moment. She felt loved, she wanted to feel the love she yearned for. Someone's touch in her body. She wanted to take someone inside of her and ride him with full passion.

Ashton took a break and set the boat sailing across. He sat engrossed in the water. His thirst grew by the minute he imagined making love to Ashley.

He poured the water down his body and washed his dried-up body. Ashley felt thirsty now. She neared him, and got the water from him and drank.

"I feel like it's my wedding night" She whispered.

She talked in a whisper. Her voice took a strange turn. She never thought she'd lose all her control in her body this way. She felt loose and began to give up on ecstasy.

Ashton felt her breathing hard. Drinking the water in long gulps and swallowing it. The sight of her swallowing gave him another rage-filled desire. He wanted more.

"God, seeing you swallow like that gives my mind all kinds of wrong fantasies," Ashton said grinning.

Ashley threw the bottle on him. She laughed and touched his face.

"Tell me your wildest fantasies," she asked.

"To do you," he said.

She laughed.

"I know that, but something else"

"In the bathroom, when both of us are naked, we'll shower and have sex," he said.

"Wow, and your wet slithery part slides in me, gliding me apart," she said.

"Mom?" He shouted.

"Another fantasy?" She asked.

"Sex after a candlelight dinner," he told.

"Aren't you romantic" she teased.

"Your fantasy?" He asked.

" To make love for the longest...orgasm after orgasm..." she paused and looked at him as a man who'll make that dream come true.

"Then"? He asked.

"To be fucked hard and slow kissed with passion and hate," she said.

"Why hate?" Ashton asked, kissing her forehead.

"I want to experience everything...every emotion," she told me.

"I want to know your wildest fantasies...so that we try it out today," Ashton asked.

"My Wildest fantasy is...to make love...under the sky...with no one watching us... there'll be only us. Your body and mine... this boat...and we..." She paused.

Ashton touched her face and looked in her eyes. She looked in his. They breathed hard in their faces. His hands felt her belly and her ass. He hugged her body tight around his. Ashley stared deep in his eyes.

"I want to make this fantasy happen right now," he said.

Ashley cried and kissed him.

The wet lips met his dried lips. She tasted the passion of a young man. He was thirsty and hungry; he grasped her lips like a stranded man in the desert.

They kissed under the mighty sky, with water all around them. She slid her hand inside his shorts and fondled his ass.

He slid his hands in her panty and fondled her ass.

But, they kept kissing.

They stopped and looked at each other, differently. Ashley went back and removed her top and slid her panty down.

Her naked body glistened under the sun. She layed on the boat and spread her legs wide open. It gave Ashton a view he wanted. Ashton looked at her this naked.for.the first time. He wanted.to go in. She wanted him to take her.

Ashton crawled to her legs and took one leg in his hand.

Her trembling feet were in her son's calloused arms. He held tight and licked it. He kissed it, and the hair around it. She felt a surge of energy rushing through her body. Never has she felt a desire so strong.

Ashton slid his hand on the other leg and devoured it. Ashley gave up all her control. She gave up her body and entered her senses. His dry calloused hands slid through her soft skin. Whimpered her, it shook her. She slid her finger in her pussy. Ashton advanced to her navel.

He fondled the navel and kissed it. He bit it hard and then slowly. He kissed it like worshipping it then smacked it as he hated it.

She felt all the butterflies in her belly. She shook with desire as she pushed his head into her navel deep. Ashton felt suffocated in her plumpy navel but it also gave him peace.

The boat shook. The boat danced with their bodies dancing in passion. The water splurged on their faces and they forgot where they were.

He kissed her again, taking her breasts in his hands. She gave him all she could with those breasts. He fondled it, shook it. He worshipped it. Then he gasped around it, tickling her other part with his fingers.

She wanted.him to go in.

She wanted his dick to slide in and explode.

She yearned for it.

He wanted her to suffer more. He bites her nipple and then another one.

Ashley started dancing again.

She felt 18 again. Crying and laughing, at the desire.

She enjoyed how her son enjoyed her beauty. She felt loved.

He stared deep in her eye with a heavy look. She looked a.monster.in him, ready to hunt its prey. She felt like a happy prey. She slid her hands down his shorts and slid it down.

Ashton's dick crawled in her palms and she began working on it. Ashton felt all kinds of joys in his body. He felt like giving up. He felt like meeting the gods of sexuality. Her slithery palms, with sweat, worked on his hard rod. She poked and thrust it.

He moaned and she kissed him.

She never saw him moan. Hearing him moan because of her made her fall in love with him.

She bit his cheek.

"Oh, shit" he shouted.

He held both her legs apart and put his fingers in her pussy.

Ashley quivered around his fingers and shook her hips. She rubbed her nipples and moaned. Ashton kissed her more and more.

The sun was slowly setting, turning the sky orange. The birds flew independently. They fondled and caressed and made each other quiver so bad.

They yearned to be inside their bodies.

The boat sailed, thundering with their thumbs.

Ashton slid his dick inside her wet pussy. He felt entering heaven. Ashley felt complete. She gasped her arms around him and pushed him deep into her more and more.

Ashton felt like getting swallowed, sucked inside her.

They lost balance, they lost their breaths as the boat danced with their thirst. But it didn't stop them.

"Fuck me as you mean it, Ashton," she said.

Ashton thrust deep into her and got lost, into the oblivion of his mother's desires. He felt all the emotions ruffling inside her. He filled her in completely, and he felt complete himself. The well of thirst grew more and more but their bodies met. He thrust deep another time hard and it shook the boat and splashed the water around. She kissed him and bit his lip. He kissed her deep and long, touching her breast and playing with her nipples. He thrust her fast and slowed down, it was a rhythm of an intense symphony. It was the rhythm of an orchestra, it played wild in their bodies. He rode her fast and slow, deep and crushed her out of her desires. She lifted her hips and covered his body with her legs, pushed him deeper and deeper.

The boat shuddering, the skies covered in the grey clouds. As the evening submerged into the night he was still inside her. A thunder fell on faraway land, and this thunder ignited his lions again.

They were riding for longer and longer times. No stop not wanting to stop. They have craved each for this long. Now wasn't the time to stop. They wanted more and were getting more. He pushed her aside and crawled behind her. She gasped and bit her arm. He slid his dick inside her pussy from behind and again they danced.

They danced the dance in too many positions. In too many moans and whimpers. With too much thundering and shuddering their bodies gave up but the well of desire was still filled.

She rode on top of him. She slid and danced, and she shifted her body to get inside this man full of energy full of desire. She rode him one moment loving him then another hating him, then loved him more. He pushed himself in and saw himself getting swallowed by the ravenous monster called lust.

Lust burst through their bodies so did the passion of being inside. This taboo was so much fun and it felt like an addiction.

She danced and danced, holding his hands, sometimes holding the boat. He pushed himself more and more sucking her nipples and pulling more of her out of her.

They felt ravish. She felt like a queen riding a king. She desired this sex god and he desired this sex goddess. He worshipped her body and she worshipped him. The whole night they worshipped the dance of desire. The dance of sex and passion and lust.

He was about to give up. She was about to give up too.

Entering her, fully, she held him tighter more and more to never let him go.

"I'm gonna cum"

"Fuck me hard, I'm gonna cum too," Ashley told.

Ashton ground fast as he could. He felt everything surge towards the exit. The boat, shaking and the moans shaking both their bodies.

He entered a realm of no return where he'd be given out.

She entered a realm of love where there was only giving and more receiving.

She clenched his body around her, and he squashed his cum all inside her. Completing her and she squirted her cum on him, competing him.

They laid on top of each other looking in their eyes and adorning themselves.

He caressed her more and more.

She loved him more.

He wanted to love her more, all day, every day.

"What is your next fantasy?" he asked.

"Go home and make love," she told me.

He kissed her again, deep and long, the boat returned to sail to normal.

She kissed him again.

They remained inside each other the whole night, kissing and caressing, under the moonlight.

Under the moonlight, when the sky was dark,

Their bodies laid there complete, given,

Their love grew and formed a new relationship,

Their desires lashed out and bodies were eaten ravenously

They stared in each other eyes for a long time,

Under the moonlight...