I TELL MUM I AM NOW A NUDIST

had two options really; tell mum about it or simply not even mention it.

Since I had been away at university, I had developed a love of nudism.

I had moved into a share house with another guy and two females.

The house was fantastic. It wasn't very modern, a bit run down to be honest, but it had a pool and a large backyard. Because of its dilapidated state, the rent was affordable for four struggling uni students and the bonus was that it was party central for our wide circle of friends. The pool was the centrepiece of the frivolities and mixed with liberal amounts of alcohol, inhibitions were caste aside and nudity became the norm.

My introduction to life away from home could not have been any better. Surprisingly, the four of us were good students and we were able to successfully mix leisure time with our studies.

So, the first year had ended and I was anxious to head home and spend some time with my mum. I knew it had been hard on her, with her only son being away at university and she was alone at home, with dad having passed away 2 years ago.

"Mum, how are you going?" I inquired cheerily when I phoned her on Sunday night.

"Greg, darling, I'm just fine thanks and how are you going?" mum asked.

"Never better mum, I'm looking forward to coming down on Tuesday, is everything still set?"

"Sure is, your room is ready, didn't have to do much, it has been as it was when you left for uni, just opened the windows and let some fresh air in." mum said.

"That's great mum, I've really missed you, can't wait to catch up. I've got plenty to tell you about life up here." I enthused.

"I bet you have," mum replied, "I can't wait to hear all about it."

"For sure, well mum won't chat much as I'll see you in a couple of days. I should get there about mid afternoon," I advised her.

"OK, honey, I'll see you then; I'll have a cold beer waiting for you. Byeeee," mum replied chirpily as she ended the call.

I really had missed mum and I was a little concerned about her. She had not been in a relationship with any anyone since dad passed away. She could have had any man she wanted as she was in the prime of her life, still only 44 years old and a fantastic figure as she went to the gym daily. And she is both smart and funny. She would be an absolute catch, but she didn't seem to be interested in starting a new romance.

Tuesday dawned a bright sunny morning and I was anxious to get underway. It was going to get hot and the trip home was going to be a bit uncomfortable as the air conditioning in my clapped out Toyota wasn't working too well. This wasn't so much a problem driving around town at uni, but a six hour trip on a hot day didn't hold much appeal. I hope mum remembered to have some cold beer ready as she promised.

The trip passed uneventfully and before I knew it, I was approaching the familiar sights of my home town. Nothing had changed in 12 months, but it seemed that I was some sort of foreigner or tourist, a small tinge of guilt perhaps for having deserted the place of my upbringing.

A few turns off the highway and I was parking outside the family home.

I only had one bag, as I tend to travel light. I made my way to the front door. I had my own key, so I let myself in, but called out to mum, "I'm here!"

Mum came racing up the hallway and met me at the door. She threw her arms around me and gave me the biggest of hugs.

"Oh, Greg darling, it is so good to see you and hold you in my arms. I have missed you so much," mum declared excitedly.

"Oh me too mum, I have missed you too," I replied honestly.

Mum looked absolutely fantastic. We had Facetimed often but seeing her in the flesh reinforced her true beauty. She was dressed in a light cotton sundress, very appropriate for such a hot day. It had spaghetti straps and pretty obviously, she was not wearing a bra. That was not unusual, mum did not have big breasts and she often went braless, stating that she hated them anyway.

"How was the trip, you must be exhausted, it was so hot," mum bubbled, "why don't you go have a nice shower and we will have a beer and you can tell me all about everything."

"Good idea mum, I can really do with a shower, won't be long," I replied and made my way to my room. The house only had the one bathroom, which was all we needed as a small family.

The cool water was invigorating and I felt so much better. I dried off then decided what to put on. I had decided that I was going to tell mum about our nudist lifestyle at uni, but would wait for the right moment.

I thought it might be appropriate to head down in just a pair of shorts. It was hot after all and when I lived at home I would often laze around in the comfort of minimal clothing. No need for underwear either I thought. Also, I was pretty proud of my new physique as I went to the campus gym most days and had bulked up a fair bit over the last year.

I strolled out into the living room and mum was sitting on the lounge with two beers ready for us.

A smile lit up her face when she saw me.

""Oh Greg, you have certainly grown into a fine young man. You must have worked out a lot, you look fantastic," mum declared.

I felt chuffed that mum had noticed, maybe a bit too enthusiastically, but still clearly my workouts had had an effect.

I sat down next to mum, and we chinked out beer bottles. "Cheers!" we said in unison.

The next hours passed quickly as we chatted about what had happened in our lives over the last year. There was a lot to process and about four beers later, it was time for a bit of dinner.

"I just prepared a salad Greg, some ham and chicken. It is too hot to cook anything, I hope that's OK,' mum said apprehensively.

"Perfect, mum. Just what I feel like." I replied.

As mum got the food ready, I went to the fridge and got out a bottle of white wine. I was feeling a bit lightheaded from the beers, but a wine with the meal is nice.

We ate and chatted, there was so much to catch up on. The sun was setting but it was still warm.

With dinner finished, we decided to sit outside in the shade of the patio as there was a slight cooling breeze blowing. I filled up our glasses. It was serene sitting there; the birds were chirping and a beautiful orange glow covered the distant hills as the sun slowly set. We sat silently, savouring the moment.

"I'm just going up for a shower, Greg; won't be long," mum said, getting up.

I watched her as she walked away from me. She could have been one of my room mates from university as she had the body of a teenager. Her legs were long and tanned and I had to stop myself from thinking lustful thoughts about my own mother.

Ten minutes later mum returned.

She was dressed ready for bed. She was wearing a somewhat flimsy negligee, bordering on see through and definitely short, barely covering her bottom, but revealing that she did in fact have on g string panties. Unsurprisingly, she was not wearing a bra. I was not completely surprised, as mum did have a casual attitude to clothing and prior to going to university, I had seen mum similar dressed for bed. However, it was at this moment that I wished I had put on underpants.

Mum sat opposite me and tucked her feet up underneath her. I crossed my legs.

"So Greg, you haven't told me much about your accommodation. I recall you said it was a bit rundown. What are your flatmates like?" mum asked.

"We love the "Palace" mum. That's what we call it, ironically, as it is anything but. Still we love it there, we have made it very homely and its great for parties, it has a pool," I explained.

"A pool, how nice on these hot days," mum replied.

I saw my opportunity to reveal to mum that we have a no costume policy in the pool.

"Oh yes, we are in it all the time. Swimming around with a beer or floating on a mat. It's the best. It's very private you know, no nosey neighbours," I added.

"Is it now?" said mum with a knowing inflection in her voice.

Time to dive in, figuratively speaking.

"Yes mum, we decided that there is no need to wear swimming costumes, I mean what is the point, we are adults and it is so freeing swimming around without costumes clinging to you," I explained confidently.

"I see," said mum "well I guess that makes sense, but all four of you, the girls too?" mum quizzed.

"Yep, all four of us and lots more when we have a party, got to love student life," I joked, trying to lighten the situation.

"Indeed, I seem to recall my student days, but I don't remember unbridled nudity," mum replied with a laugh. "Still, good for you, you are young and carefree, I hope those girls are on the pill."

Now I did blush. I did not divulge any sexual liaisons with our female flatmates. Mothers' intuition? I guess it is to be expected. The girls are free to make their own choices about their own sex lives.

"Ha ha mum, you aren't about to become a grandmother any time soon," I sheepishly replied.

"I would hope not, I'm way too young for that," mum answered somewhat indignantly.

I was busting to go to the toilet, but all this talk of sex had me somewhat aroused. There was nothing to do but grit my teeth and go and hope that mum did not notice my excitement. I stood up, hesitated for a second. Mum's eyes went straight to my crotch. She raised her eyebrows but did not say a word. Trying to remain cool about it all, I casually strolled off to the bathroom.

When I got back, mum had finished her wine.

"Well Greg, you must be very tired after your big day. I'm hitting the sack. Tomorrow is going to be another hot one, what say we hit the beach? You know that I have taken the rest of the week off work," mum said.

"Yes, I knew you had, that sounds great, I have missed the beach since being at uni, "I replied.

"OK darling, I will see you in the morning," said mum getting to her feet. She moved to me and gave me a kiss on my lips. Leaning over, I could see down her negligee and was afforded a lovely view of her perky breasts.

Luckily, mum went straight to bed, because my cock had now grown to a full on erection. I made my way to my room and whipped off my shorts. I lay on the bed and took a firm hold of my engorged penis and stroked it firmly. Shamelessly, I was thinking of my mother as I rubbed my cock, imagining that it was her who was fondling me. I soon came with a shuddering climax, a long hot stream of cum exploded onto my chest. I sat there, my chest heaving my only thought was the sight of my scantily clad mother and her gorgeous breasts.

I awoke to the sun streaming through my bedroom window. I looked at my phone. It was just after 9 o'clock. I had slept in. I could hear mum pottering around the kitchen. I had morning wood, but I knew that it would go away as soon as I had gone to the toilet.

I slipped on my shorts, made my way to the bathroom, had a piss and washed my hands as my erection slowly subsided, then headed to the kitchen.

"Good morning honey, how did you sleep?" asked mum.

"Like a log, I don't normally sleep in til 9," I replied.

Mum was still in her nightie from last night. With the sun behind her, it became virtually transparent, and I could see the entirety of her magnificent body.

"I hope you still love WeetBix and I'm making a coffee, do you want one" mum asked.

"Yes and yes," I answered, loving that mum remembered my favourite breakfast food.

I watched intently as mum made the coffee, enjoying the sight before me. A slight sense of guilt was offset by the belief that mum was definitely teasing me. I enjoyed the titillating sexual byplay.

"I thought that we would go to Bungan Beach today. What do you think?" mum suggested.

"Fine by me," I answered.

Bungan Beach was one of the smaller local beaches. It was a favourite for us as a family when I was younger. It was just that little bit inaccessible which meant that it was never crowded and being midweek, it was certain to be pretty quiet today.

We finished breakfast and went to change. I had only brought a pair of Speedos with me as somehow my board shorts had disappeared. A pair of shorts and a T shirt completed my outfit so I went down to the kitchen and packed the cooler with some fruit and drinks for the day. Mum wasn't far behind me. She had thrown a light sundress over her bikini and we were set to go. We piled into mum's car, grateful for the air conditioning as the day was indeed hotting up. In half an hour, we were in the car park and walking the track to the beach.

The track entered the beach at the southern end, so we turned left and made our way along the hot sand. As expected, there were few there; we passed one couple, then a single guy, another couple and a single female, possibly about mum's age. We walked a further fifty metres and claimed our spot.

"I'm going straight in," said mum and deftly pulled her dress over her head.

I was taken by surprise by what I saw. Mum's bikini was more than skimpy. I instantly recognised the makers moniker on her panties, WW. It stood for Wicked Weasel and was a well know brand of the tiniest swimwear on the market. Her panties were a g string, the patch at the front struggled to hide her vagina. The bra component was miniscule, barely covering her nipples. I hoped that mum didn't see my jaw drop, if she did she ignored it as she ambled seductively to the water's edge.

I removed my shorts and headed after her.

The water was delightful, and the surf was small so we could safely swim out a good distance from the shore. Both mum and I are strong swimmers. We frolicked in the lifting swell, splashing each other like little children. Mum swam up to me and wrapped her arms around my shoulders.

"Oh Greg, it is so nice having you home. I really missed you. It has been hard some days being all by myself," mum confessed.

"I know mum, and I have missed you too, It's great being home," I replied honestly.

We swam and ducked under the small waves until we decided to walk back to our towels, mum took my hand as we walked up the beach. I was feeling very close to her at that moment.

We lay down on our towels and let the sun caress our bodies. It was very pleasant lying there.

It felt strange wearing a costume after a year of swimming naked at uni. I wanted to get as much sun as possible, so I rolled my Speedos down on top of themselves, making as small an expanse of covering as possible

I looked across at mum. As I did, she sat up and reached behind her back and undid her bikini top and dropped it to the ground. Her breasts were as brown as a berry, and it was obvious that she often sunbaked topless. She did not say a word, and proceeded to lie down again, her marvellous breasts exposed for the world to see. My eyes were locked for a moment, until I realised it is rude to stare, so lay back down and watched the clouds rolling by overhead.

I must have dozed off, as the next thing I knew, mum was rummaging through the cooler for a drink.

"Care for a beer Greg, it's sure getting hot," mum offered.

"You bet," I replied as I got another glimpse of mum's lovely tits. She seemed completely unconcerned about being topless in front of me.

We drank our beers as we watched the waves crashing on the shore. I looked down the beach and it appeared that there were no more people here than when we arrived. I rather preferred the fact that the beach was virtually empty.

Mum noticed that I had rolled my speedos down.

"Looks like you are trying to get as much of a tan as possible. Guess it must be strange wearing a costume if you go nude in your pool," mum suggested.

I did indeed feel uncomfortable.

"It is a bit strange mum, I agree but these Speedos are pretty skimpy, but not as skimpy as your bikini," I cheekily volunteered.

"Oh, this little thing!" mum laughed, "well I have to admit that I am not keen on wearing cossies either so this is the closest that I can get to being naked. You know, I wouldn't care if you took your Speedos off, there is virtually no one here and I've occasionally seen people nude here."

"Really?" I stammered.

I had to think fast. Say no, out of some sense of false modesty, or accept the offer and be free to enjoy being nude as I had done for the past year.

"Well mum. You know that I would be prefer to be nude, but I don't want to embarrass you," I finally decided to say.

"Honey, you won't, would you be more comfortable if I got nude too?" mum offered.

I could not believe my luck. I had worried about telling mum that I had become a nudist and here she was offering to go nude with me.

"Mum, I think that would be fantastic, I mean, we are mature adults aren't we and we are family, what could be more natural?" I enthusiastically replied.

"Done then," With that mum removed her panties. Clearly, she shaved as I could have guessed as the bikini bottom hid very little down there. Mum's pussy was amazing, a tight little slit without protruding labia. Of course, pussies come in all shapes and sizes and there is no one perfect type, but mum's was as nice as I have ever seen. She stood there naked in front of me, hands on her hips, inviting me to look to my hearts content.

Reluctantly I averted my gaze and slipped out of my own costume. I was naturally, a little excited, but I focused, determined not to get a full on erection in front of my mother.

"Now that is better isn't it?" mum stated frankly. "Another beer?"

Mum got another 2 beers out of the cooler and we drank them and chatted without any sense of anything being out of the ordinary. I have to say how comfortable I was sitting there naked with mum.

We finished our beers and mum suggested another swim. Hand in hand we strolled naked down to the water. If other people on the beach were watching us we could not have cared less. We dived under the waves and continued our childish splashing like starry eyed teenagers.

Mum swam up to me again and wrapped her arms around my shoulders, pulling her body in to touch mine. My cock had swollen somewhat and there was no doubt that mum could feel it poking her in the stomach. She made no effort to swim away.

"This is so lovely Greg," she finally stated, "I love that we can be naked like this and not have the slightest concern. I feel it has brought us closer together if that was even possible."

"I'm loving it too mum.,"I replied," I have loved being naked as much as possible this last year, and to be naked with you is just the best. You know how much I love you."

Oh, I do darling, I do," and with that she planted a passionate kiss on my lips. I held her tight as I relished this new intimacy. We kissed briefly then floated apart, then made our way back to our towels.

"Can you put some sunblock on my back?" mum asked,

"Sure," I replied, perhaps too eagerly. Mum turned her back to me and I dribbled the lotion on her shoulders and let it trickle down her back. I rubbed it in gently, delighting in her soft warm skin. I placed some more lotion in my hand and applied it directly to the cheeks of her bum, seductively massaging it in. Mum turned around.

"Now my front," she directed.

Again, I poured some lotion into my hands and took a breast into each and slowly circled around them. As I did so, her nipples grew stiff, growing to the size of peas. I concentrated on them as I continued rubbing the sunblock into her swollen breasts.

My mind was racing, thinking this must be a dream and I would soon awake to find us sitting clothed on the beach.

"We don't want you to burn, here give me that sunblock," mum demanded.

I was still facing her as he let the lotion ooze from my shoulders, down my chest then onto my stomach. Mum dutifully rubbed it in. She came to my cock, which was now fully erect. Drizzling some lotion on the length of it, she gently rubbed it in. She cupped my balls and rubbed the last of the sunblock into them. Satisfied with her job, she stood back, admiring her handywork"There we should be safe from burning now," mum said with a satisfied look on her face and lay back down on her towel.

I lay down too but sitting up on my haunches looking at my hard on pointing to the sky. I had a chuckle to myself, amused that a mother and son could be so physical yet so casual about the whole thing. I looked across to mum, her eyes were closed and her legs were spread wide. Cheekily, I moved down to get a better look. The sight of her exposed pussy was exhilarating. It was all I could do to stop myself from touching it, but sense prevailed. I lay back on my towel and closed my eyes as well, falling into an uneasy slumber.

"Greg, wake up, I think we should be going," mum said shaking my shoulder. "I think we have had enough sun for the day."

She was no doubt right. There was a real bite in the rays and the last thing we wanted to do was get burnt on the first day of my break.

Mum tossed on her sundress without bothering to put her bikini back on. Taking her lead, I slipped on my shorts, minus the Speedos.

We ambled along the beach back to the car.

There were actually fewer people on the beach than when we arrived and a couple that we passed on the way in were still there but had perhaps followed our lead and were now naked. There was no one nearby to be offended so why not.

Soon we were back home and the house was pleasantly cool in contrast to the hot beach.

"Bags first shower," mum squealed, dropping the cooler as she raced to the bathroom.

I giggled to myself at her childish antic. I went to the fridge and got myself a beer as I waited for my turn.

Soon, she emerged, naked, except for a towel wrapped around her wet hair.

"Your turn, I've left it running," she said.

I put my beer down and headed for the shower. It was only luke warm, which was exactly as it should be to make it so refreshing. I rinsed off and followed mum's lead and returned naked to the kitchen and my beer. Mum had helped herself to a white wine. We walked to the lounge room and sat next to each other, enjoying our drinks.

"The beach was great mum, I really enjoyed it and it was a real bonus that we got naked," I mentioned.

"Oh, couldn't agree more, I can't remember when I have had such a good time. It is so easy being naked with you Greg," mum replied.

"Well, it was a bit of a surprise when you suggested it mum, but I'm so glad you did. We can be nude all the time now and enjoy it. I have to say it was rather erotic putting that sunblock on," I said.

"Hmmmm, yes it was, I have to admit Greg, you have a magnificent cock," mum stated unabashedly.

"Mum!" I replied with feigned indignation, "you weren't supposed to notice that."

"Bit hard to ignore it, sticking me in the stomach and all that, then using half a bottle of lotion to save it from burning," mum laughed at her hyperbole.

I couldn't help but laugh along. I looked down at my cock and it was firming up from all the sexual banter.

"There you go again Greg, I'm beginning to think that you are a bit of an exhibitionist," mum observed.

With that she reached across and took a hold. Slowly she stroked it as it hardened in her hand. Lovingly she rubbed up and down, paying special attention to my knob massaging it between her thumb and forefinger.

I sat back watching enthralled as mum expertly worked her magic on my cock.

Then in an instant, she had my manhood in her mouth.

She sucked strongly, taking every inch of me deep into her throat. Back and forth she motioned, her warm, moist mouth bringing me to a state of ecstasy. Her tongue flicked my sensitive knob.

I reached down and with each hand grabbed hold of her magnificent breasts. I massaged them forcefully as she sucked on my cock.

I could feel that I was on the point of cummimg. A massive bolt of energy was building in my balls and every muscle in my body tightened as I grabbed the back of mum's head and held her hard against my straining cock.

With an almighty tremor, I erupted into her mouth, a long hot, steady stream of cum filled her and she swallowed mouthful after mouthful without spilling a drop.

Slowly she continued to gently suck my cock as it softened in her mouth. I matched her tempo as I continued to rub her boobs.

Eventually she released my spent dick. She looked up at me with a look of satisfaction and love. Our lips met and we embraced passionately. She then took me into her arms and whispered softly in my ear.

"Thank you darling, that was so special. Please don't think that I am an awful mother. I only wanted to show my love for you," mum beseeched.

"Mum, I have never felt closer to you. This is true love that only a mother and son can experience. I feel that it is so right," I stammered, with a tear in my eye.

We sat holding each other, gently stroking each other's back.

Mum broke the trance.

"We had better eat eh, I'm starving," she said and got up and headed for the kitchen to get dinner under way.

I sat and finished my beer and watched her in total admiration.

The start to my little holiday at home had been more than I could possibly have imagined and I could only guess at what the next few days had in store.Dinner was a very simple affair. There was a chicken and ham salad left over from last night, so no cooking involved, no slaving over a hot oven.

Mum and I sat naked at the table. I found it hard to keep my eyes of her lovely tanned breasts.

"So mum," I asked "how long have you had that Wicked Weasel bikini?"

"I bought it last Summer, it is the only bikini that I wear now, I love it when people look at me, I guess I am a bit of an exhibitionist," mum replied.

"Well mum, you look fantastic in it, so I'm not surprised that people stare." I added.

"Oh, and more than once I have got naked there at the beach like we did today. I would lie there with my legs spread so that anyone passing by can get a good look," mum laughed.

"Gees mum. You're a bit of a surprise package aren't you," was all I could say.

"Well Greg, I still consider myself a desirable woman. I have my needs; it has been hard since your father died. I'm not really looking for a permanent relationship, but am happy to just have casual encounters occasionally," mum confided. 'The beach is perfect for that. It's often near deserted like it was today and it's not hard to attract interested men and women for that matter."

"Wow mum, you go girl," I responded with great admiration.

"Ha ha Greg well today has been very special. I can't tell you how good it felt to be so intimate with you. You know I love you and I feel so close to you, "mum confided.

"Mum, I never thought that what we did could feel so natural. I have absolutely no regrets. What say we crack a bottle of pinot grigio?" I replied.

I got up and went to the fridge. I gave mum s playful rub of her left breast as I walked past. She gave me a playful smack on my bum. We both burst out laughing. This new closeness was a revelation, and I could not wait to explore it further.

Dinner was done and the sun was setting. We took our drinks out to the back patio and sat in the sunlounges. We chatted a little more about my life at university. Mum was keenly interested in my living arrangement.

"So, Greg, a nudist household of two men and two women, I'm surprised that you get any study done," mum queried.

"I must admit that in the early days, there was a fair bit of shenanigans going on, but after a while, it just became so commonplace that we hardly took any notice of it. I have to say that it is great to get up in the morning and just wander around the house naked without worrying about what to wear for the day. It makes you realise how normal nudity is. We just go about our business like anyone else, just without clothes. Maybe that is why I am so comfortable being naked with you mum," I said with full sincerity.

Mum said nothing but glanced in my direction with a gentle smile on her face, as if to acknowledge that she was feeling the same way.

I got up to get fill our glasses. I returned and put the glasses on the table between our two sunlounges. I walked to face mum and then I got down on my knees and spread her legs.

Her pussy looked absolutely mouth watering. Her outer labia were small and tight concealing a smallish slit. Of course, she was shaved and the small area that would have been covered by her bikini bottom was just a shade lighter than the surrounding skin, indicating that she certainly did sunbath nude on occasions, if not all the time.

With both hands, I spread her pussy lips, to reveal a stunning pinkness and a gorgeous pea sized clitoris. I inserted one finger and marvelled at the warmth and moistness of that soft love tunnel. I inserted another and twisted my hand to rub against the rippled skin on the top side of her vagina. Mum squirmed from the attention. With my thumb, I then rubbed her budding clit, which was increasing in size, ever so slightly from my massaging of it.

I simply had to have that clit in my mouth. I leant forward and flicked my tongue across it, then I wrapped my lips around it and sucked gently. Mum had placed her hands on my head and held me firmly in place as if to encourage me to continue to do what I was doing. Really, there was no further encouragement needed. Mum's juices were sweet and fragrant. I lapped at them as they started to flow freely. I moved a free hand up and pulled lightly on her left nipple which was rock hard.

I wanted to have as much of her pussy in my mouth as possible. I opened my mouth wide and sucked on her labia, all the while flicking my tongue across them. As I sucked, I could feel them swelling slightly. I looked up at mum. She was sitting upright in the lounge; her eyes were closed and her mouth was wide open. Her breath was coming in pants and her chest was heaving. I could sense that she was on the cusp of an orgasm. Her love juices were flowing more strongly now.

Mum arched her back and thrust her pelvis forward. I could feel the tension rising in her muscles in that area.

"Yes, oh yes, I'm cumming, oh god I'm cumming," mum cried loudly.

I reached behind her and with both hands, held her bum tightly, pressing her into my face. She exploded with a shuddering orgasm, and a wave of cum flooded my face. Tried as I may, I could not swallow all of her love juices, they cascaded over my face and ran down onto my chest. I turned my face and buried it in mum's stomach, as it heaved and pitched from her massive exertions. Her breath was now coming in long deep bursts. I lay there, mesmerised by the passion of our experience, a sense of awe and wonder that I had never felt before with any other sexual partner. The love that I was feeling for mum at that moment exceeded any affection that I had previously felt.

"Fuck me, Greg. I want your cock inside me," mum managed to say as she regained her composure.

I was rock hard and ready to do as mum demanded.

I throw the cushion from my sunlounge on to the patio floor and moved mum down onto it.

She lifted and separated her legs and I positioned myself above her.

My cock glided effortlessly into her soaking wet, hot pussy. The whole length of my cock slide easily deep into her. Back and forth I rocked as mum expertly gripped me with her fanny muscles. The feeling was supreme. I placed my hands on her shoulders, raising my body above her, the only skin contact between us was my cock pounding into her welcoming pussy.

I wanted more. I rolled mum over and fucked her doggy style from behind. Again, I drove balls deep into her. I could feel mum's fingers as she had reached down to massage her clit as I pumped her relentlessly.

"Yes, yes yes," she moaned softly.

I sped up my tempo, as I knew I was on the verge of cumming myself.

"I'm cumming mum," I cried.

I felt her pussy muscles contracting and the feeling was sublime. Mum was about to experience another enormous orgasm. I could feel the wetness flowing again, washing over my cock and forcing its way onto the cushion under us. Mum collapsed onto that cushion, and I collapsed onto her back, our sweaty bodies combining as one as we both shuddered uncontrollably as our orgasms took over us. We lay there panting, no words need be spoken. I did not want to move from her as I held her tightly. Minutes passed as we allowed the passion to subside, our breaths to return to normal.

Mum was the first to speak.

"Darling, I have never experienced anything like that before. I am totally spent. I would never have thought that my own son could ignite my sexual needs like that. I just feel so blessed."

"Oh mum," I replied "I feel the same. That was so special, I'm on cloud nine. I don't know what to say other than I love you so much."

I hopped off mum and helped her up. We looked down at the sunlounge cushion and we both erupted in laughter. It was absolutely sodden. It would surely have squelched under our feet if we walked on it.

"Might want to hose that done later," mum suggested with a satisfied smirk on her face.

We went inside and finished our drinks. It was getting late, and we were both exhausted from a long day.

"Bed time Greg, come with me. I just want to hold you and fall asleep in your arms," mum said, taking my hand as we shuffled off to her bedroom.

***

The sun peeked through the blinds. I glanced at my phone, and it was about 9 am. I got up and went to the toilet, then to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

A call was coming through. I looked at the screen and it was Peter, my flatmate from university on the line.

"Snooky, what's up?" I answered using our nickname for him.

"G'day Oaf" he replied, maintain the custom of using our nicknames, "how is your holiday going?"

"Fabulous mate, you should be here," I replied.

"Funny you should say that. I was going to ask you a favour. I'm heading down to my folks' holiday shack down the coast, but it's a long drive and I was hoping that your mum might put me up for a night to break the trip up," Peter asked.

I knew that mum would be fine with that, so I confirmed on her behalf.

"I'm sure that will be fine Snooky. What time do you reckon you will get here? I'll text you the address," I volunteered.

"I reckon around 5, don't go to any trouble. I will bring a few beers," he replied.

"No worries mate, will see you then," I said as I ended the call.

I headed back to the bedroom. Mum was now awake. I told her that Snooky had called and that he was hoping to stay the night. As I suspected, mum was fully on board.

"Of course, mum. I didn't say anything about yesterday. But who knows, Snooky is a keen nudist too, so maybe he might want to nude up when he gets here, if that is OK with you," I queried.

"Can't see why not. We can sit around naked and have a chat and a drink. We all may as well be relaxed and comfortable. It is another hot day after all," mum supposed.

The morning went quickly. We had breakfast then spent a little time in the backyard getting some sun.

We decided to head into town and have lunch at a lovely seafood restaurant that overlooked the river. Mum decided that there was no good reason to put on any underwear, so she simply slipped on a light cotton sundress. For my part, I thought I would support her by dispensing with my undies. The only worry I had was that if I was reminded of the events of yesterday, I was bound to grow an erection which could prove embarrassing. I was prepared to take that risk.

It was about 1pm by the time was arrived. We were seated in the shade on the verandah; there was a gentle breeze blowing and it was absolutely delightful. I had not had oysters in ages, so ordered them as an entrée, followed by a main of fan fried whiting fillets. Mum started with a prawn cocktail and a main of mussels moulinére. This was all washed down with a crisp bottle of chardonnay.

Mum was enjoying the attention of our charming young waiter. I was pleased for her, as being single for so long, any interest from the opposite sex would be good for her confidence.

She was certainly in a playful mood. At one stage, she surely, deliberately, dropped her napkin under the table. She asked if I could pick it up for her. As I bent down, she had opened her legs and afforded me an uninterrupted view of her glorious pussy. The knowing look on her face as I returned her napkin, brought a smile to mine.

The lunch was exceedingly enjoyable and before we knew it, it was approaching 4 o'clock and with Peter expected at 5, we thought we had better get going. On the way home, we decided that, to save Peter any possible embarrassment, that we would be dressed when he got there and we would play it by ear as to whether we would nude up.

As it turned out, it was not long after 5 o'clock that we heard a car pull up in the driveway. Sure enough, it was Snooky and I went out to meet him. Snooky was a bit taller than me. Even though he ate like a horse, you would say he was a bit on the skinny side. His olive complexion confirmed his Mediterranean background, his grandparents arriving as children from Italy after the war.

"G'day mate," I said giving him a hug "come on in, I'll get you a beer."

I grabbed his overnight and headed inside. Mum was waiting at the door, still dressed as she was at the restaurant.

"Hello Mrs Lowry, it's nice to meet you," said Snooky offering a handshake.

"Nice to meet you too Peter and you can call me Claire," mum offered. "How was the trip down?"

"Wasn't bad Claire thank you. Not much traffic being a weekday, so that was good, Bit hot though," Peter replied.

"It has been hot hasn't it, anyway let's all have a drink," mum suggested.

I put Snooky's bag in the spare bedroom and we retired to the loungeroom to have a beer.

Mum politely asked Peter how his studies were going and of course the subject of the share house came up.

"Greg has told me all about the lovely house you share up there. It must be lovely having a pool," mum guessed.

"Oh, we love the pool Claire, perfect place to relax after a hard day on the books, "Peter agreed.

"I'm sure. Greg has told me that you all like to go nude. I think that is a fabulous idea, why shouldn't you. I can't see the point with wearing swimming costumes," mum assured.

"Agreed Claire, so you don't have a problem with nudity," Peter asked a little apprehensively.

"Not at all Peter. In fact when Greg told me I was quite pleased. Actually,we went to the beach yesterday and we got nude there," mum declared.

"Oh did you now," Peter replied sounding somewhat surprised.

"Sure did Snooky," I chimed in, "seems mum has gone nude at the beach a fair bit before."

"Well good for you Claire, it is very liberating isn't it," Peter offered.

"Oh yes, in fact, we spent all the rest of the day nude when we got home. We decided to be nude for the rest of Greg's time here. If you are happy to get nude with us, that would be excellent, but if not, we understand," mum declared.

Snooky's face lit up.

"Ha ha Claire, Greg will tell you that I will strip off at the drop of a hat. I'd love to nude up with you guys," Peter beamed.

"Let's do it," said mum as she stood up and simply lifted her dress over her head, leaving her totally naked. Snooky raised his eyebrows, somewhat astounded that mum was able to go from dressed to naked in one swift movement. He cast an admiring glance, but gentleman that he is, he did not linger, but set about removing his clothes as well. I was only wearing a t shirt and shorts sans undies so I too was soon naked. Snooky was lightly dressed for his hot drive down, t shirt and shorts such as myself, but he had his boxer shorts on, which he soon discarded.

Now for a bloke a bit on the skinny side, Snooky had an impressive cock. On the slack, it dangled imperiously, but when aroused it was an envious weapon. At the moment, it drooped ominously, but it did not escape mum's notice. I was relieved that she did not offer an opinion on his manhood. It was definitely preferable to enjoy some naked time without any sexual overtones.

We resumed our seats and the casual chat continued. I was feeling very relaxed but satisfied that we could sit naked and have an adult conversation. In my time at university, in our shared house, I had developed a love of nudity and it was now to be an important part of my lifestyle. The absolute bonus was that my mum embraced the clothes free lifestyle too, so that we could enjoy spending time together naked whenever I came home.

Our first beer was finished. Snooky remembered that he had brought some beers down with him.

"I've got some beers in my bag. I'll put them in the fridge and get us another cold one. Who's in?" asked Snooky.

Mum and my hand went up, so Snooky got up to fill our order. I watched mum, whose eyes were fixed on him as he went to his bag and then headed to the fridge with his beers.

He returned, juggling three beers. He went to me first, handed one over then walked towards mum. He handed her a beer. His cock was on her eye level and only inches from her face. He lingered there, the cheeky bugger, perhaps a little longer than he needed to, giving mum a ringside look at his marvellous cock. She wasn't complaining.

Mum was still fascinated with our living arrangements at university, so was keen to steer the conversation in that direction. I sensed danger as I knew where this could lead to, but I was powerless to stop her. At any rate, I was intrigued to see where it would go.

"It sounds like a young man's dream come true Peter, living in a house with two young women who are happy to hang out naked," mum finally asked.

"We aren't complaining," Snooky replied with a laugh.

"Me either," I chimed in.

"I hope they are on the pill," mum added perhaps unnecessarily, presuming we were having orgies every night.

"What Claire? Snooky piped up, "we aren't having sex,"

Mum looked at him incredulously, until he lost his composure and Snooky and I both burst into a fit of laughter.

Mum blushed, which only made us laugh all the harder.

"Don't worry mum, you aren't going to become a granny anytime soon. A baby is the last thing any of us want. We have careers to establish first," I added helpfully.

"Well I'm still a bit envious, my time at uni wasn't as much fun as yours by the sound of it," mum conceded.

"I reckon if you were in our house you would do Ok Claire, you are absolutely gorgeous," Snooky offered unabashedly.

I shot him a disapproving glance but I don't think he saw it. He was flirting with mum and I knew exactly where this would end up. I wasn't too sure how I would feel if Snooky ended up fucking my mother. I mean she is a grown woman, capable of doing as she pleases, but it was only yesterday that my relationship with my mother changed for ever. I felt so close to her, yet the thought of an unbridled sexual encounter with Snooky, mum and me had me excited. Excited indeed as my cock responded accordingly, starting to stiffen.

"Why thank you Peter," mum replied " I think I would fit in just fine."

Snooky's cock was now rising to the occasion too. Mum looked on approvingly as it grew in stature.

"That's a lovely cock Peter," mum said admiringly. "Come here."

Snooky needed no further encouragement and he sidled over to mum, his cock on mouth level.

Mum grabbed it greedily and did her best to swallow it whole. It was an unenviable task. Snooky's cock had grown to its impressive best and mum wrapped both hands around it and took what remained into her mouth.

I had seen all this before. Our flatmates had struggled with his length and friends attending our parties had all accepted the challenge of swallowing him whole.

I watched in admiration as mum took his magnificent cock all the way down her throat, up to his balls. Back and forth she gobbled as Snooky stood, hands on hips, loving every moment of her attention. My reservations evaporated as all I wanted was for mum to enjoy an unbridled sexual experience.

Mum cupped Snooky's balls and continued to suck his cock. I moved behind her and cradled her lovely boobs, twitching her nipples until they responded by hardening immediately.

Mum continued sucking Snooky's cock, and my hands wandered down to mum's arse and I fondled her bum lovingly. I licked my forefinger and gently eased it into mum's arsehole. She backed onto it as I rammed back and forth.

"Greg, there is some lube in my bedside table, go get it," mum demanded.

I didn't need to be asked twice. The prospect of fucking mum up the arse had me in a lather of sweat.

I found the lube and returned to the room to see that mum was on her back and Snooky had spread her legs and was munching on her pussy. I watched on enthralled.

"Snooky!" I said," take mum to my bedroom."

Mum and Snooky got to their feet and made their way to the queen bed in my room. Snooky laid on his back and mum eased herself onto his massive cock. She leaned forward and I had a view of her puckered arsehole. I squeezed some lube onto my fingers and massaged it into her awaiting hole. I then applied a generous dollop onto my own raging cock. Satisfied that I was adequately lubed, I gently poked my knob into mum's engorged arse, Slowly and gently, I eased my cock into her tight bum. A little surprisingly, it entered easily and soon I was balls deep up her arsehole.

I stroked rhythmically from my end as Snooky filled mum's pussy with his cock.

Mum was swooning, her pleasure at an all time high as she experienced the pressure of two cocks filling her erogenous zones.

Mum's breathing became laboured as she tried to cope with the sheer excitement of her sexual episode. Snooky and I pumped relentlessly, our only thoughts being to provide mum with the ultimate sexual experience, yet realistically knowing that we were in the midst of something very special in itself.

Mum's tight arsehole gripped my cock. The feeling was overwhelming and I knew that I was going to cum any second.

"Mum. I'm cumming. I'm cumming," I cried as I gripped her butt cheeks tightly. I explode my load deep up her rear end. I wrapped my arms around her waist as I came violently. I stayed firmly up her arse, enjoying the tightness. My cum oozed from her, running down my leg and dripping onto my bed.

I rolled off her and watched as Snooky continued to pound her pussy. He stroked long and hard, his massive cock pulling back, exposing his great length, then pushing forward disappearing into mum's greedy cunt.

I watched enthralled as my mate Snooky pleasured my mother. Her eyes were closed, her mouth agape as if struggling for air from the sheer exertion of their frantic lovemaking.

Yes, yes yes I heard Snooky gasping, hinting that he was close to cumming himself.

Mum went into an uncontrollable shudder as she neared her orgasm.

Together they exploded; Snooky thrust deep for the last time and collapsed onto mum's stomach. From under her, I could again see the flood of her love juices soaking the sheets of my bed.

I flung my arms around the both of them, wanting to be a part of this special moment. The three of us lay there, our bodies entwined, breathless, yet immensely satisfied.

"Thank you boys, ohhh that was just so good, thank you thank you. "mum managed to speak, her voice laboured as she tried to catch her breath.

The three of us laid on our backs on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, silently taking in the momentous that had just befallen us.

"Well Claire, I will never forget this night, you are just something else," Snooky finally managed to find his voice.

I had to agree. My mother had been a source of amazement since I came home. I had always loved her deeply, but now our relationship was on another plane, with a bond that could not be broken.

I looked lovingly at her as she lay there naked, yet vulnerable. I would always be there to protect her.

Snooky made his way to his bedroom and I walked arm in arm with mum back to hers. We fell asleep spooned together and we slept the deep sleep of the innocent. I looked forward with keen anticipation to what may unfold over the next few days of my stay.The sun was streaming through mum's bedroom window.

She doesn't close the blinds as there are no neighbours to see in. Outside her window was a beautiful camphor laurel tree, its fragrance was wafting into the room. A myriad of birds was hopping from branch to branch, sometimes looking towards the ground in anticipation of a worm poking its head above the grass.

I was lying on my back, the sheets kicked off as it was already hot. As usual, I was sporting morning wood. Mum was lying next to me, also on her back one arm draped across my chest.

I took her hand and moved it down to my hard cock. Instinctively, she took a grip on it. I could see that she was arousing from her sleep. Her eyes tried to open but the sunlight caused her close them again momentarily.

"Oh, good morning honey, what have we here?" she murmured languidly as she began to slowly stoke my cock.

"Good morning mum, I guess he just wanted to say hi," was my pathetic response.

Mum chuckled at my feeble attempt at humour and rolled over and planted a lingering kiss on my lips. She lovingly caressed my dick, taking her time to allow me maximum pleasure. I reached across and gently massaged her breasts. The feeling was sublime, a perfect way to start the day.

Mum began to pump faster, her hand moving up and down the length of my hardened dick. I thought to myself how much better this was than relieving myself as I did most mornings.

It wasn't long before I could feel an orgasm building in my balls. I didn't want to delay it, I wanted to give myself over to immediate pleasure.

My cock throbbed in mum's hand. She pointed it towards her stomach and a massive jet of cum exploded from me, covering her belly and tits.

"Mmmm Greg, that was fantastic, what a load that was," said mum admiringly.

Thank you, mum," I replied as I gave her another kiss on the lips.

She lay there for a minute, then said "I have to go to the loo."

She got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. My eyes were glued to her as she sashayed away from me, her tight bum swaying as she went. I looked down to my dick as it began to soften, thinking how fortunate I was to have such a considerate mother, her only desire, to please her son.

I heard the toilet flush and expected mum to come back to bed. A minute or two later and she hadn't returned. Perhaps she was in the kitchen getting herself a coffee, so as I was in the need of one too, I got up and headed there. I walked into the kitchen and she wasn't there.

Hmm, I thought to myself, then it suddenly struck me. I bet Snooky is getting a wake up call, I thought to myself. I tip toed down the hall to Snooky's bedroom and sure enough, there was mum sitting on the edge of his bed, his cock pointing skywards and mum's hand wrapped around it.

Good old mum, making sure our guest is having a good time, of course, it's entirely possible that she was having more fun than he was. I watched on in admiration as mum worked her magic.

"Yes Claire, ohh yesss, I'm cumming," Snooky gasped.

With that mum wrapped her mouth around his throbbing member, as he dumped a load of jizz down her throat. She sucked him dry, not spilling a drop, as he lay there panting breathlessly.

"Good morning Snooky, I see you got your wake up call," I joked which got a good laugh from both.

"Better than that crappy music on my phone," Snooky replied with a smile.

"Now that you boys are awake, we should have some breakfast, Peter, what time are you heading off down the coast?" mum inquired.

"I'm in no great hurry, It's only three hours from here," Peter responded.

"Then why don't we head to the beach for an hour or two, it's going to be another lovely day," mum suggested.

"Fine by me," said Snooky. I nodded my agreement.

"Snooky might like to see your Wicked Weasel mum," I said.

"Indeed he might, well let's have breakfast and get on the road. I will pack plenty of water since you can't drink if you are driving later Peter," mum wisely suggested. Breakfast done and the dishes washed we packed the car and headed out on the short drive to the beach.

When we arrived at the car pack, there was only one other car there, which wasn't surprising as it was early and a weekday.

We walked down the track and turned left as usual, to go to our favoured part of the beach. We passed another couple, perhaps in their forties. The female was topless, her bikini bottom was tiny, and she had even pulled that up to get maximum exposure for her skin. The male was wearing Speedos, which he too had rolled up for the same effect. We nodded and simply said hi as we walked further up the beach to find our spot.

We found our spot, dropped our towels and the cooler with the drinks in it. Mum immediately lifted her sundress over her head, revealing the much anticipated swimwear.

Snooky threw her an admiring glance.

"Very, very nice Claire, you look fantastic, there certainly isn't much of it is there," he stated.

"Nope, just as I like it," mum answered. "I'm going straight into the water, hurry up boys."

Snooky and I quickly threw off our t shirts and shorts and followed mum down the sand to the water's edge. We jumped over the small waves breaking on the shore and made our way out to deeper water. The water was absolutely fantastic, certainly not cold, but refreshing on this hot day.

We frolicked playfully like little children, splashing and dunking and generally being stupid. It was so much fun.

After a while, we headed back to our spot on the beach.

Mum got there first and in an instant, she had whipped of her bikini top and bottom. She then got her towel and dried herself off. Mum getting naked was of course our signal to do likewise. The sun felt so nice on our bare bodies.

"Time to put some sunblock on boys. Me first though, can you help me, one do the front and one do the back?' mum suggested.

Naturally, Snooky and I thought that was a great idea, the only question being who would do what.

I sensed that Snooky would prefer the front, and as a guest, surely, he should get the privilege.

Mum stood motionless as Snooky took the sunblock and applied a generous amount to his hands and then passed the bottle to me and I did likewise.

Snooky started on mum's shoulders and worked his way to her lovely breasts. He diligently applied the lotion to them, working in circles his hands moving across her nipples which stiffened accordingly. I was massaging the lotion into the soft golden skin of mum's back, likewise working my way down to her beautiful firm buttocks.

Snooky had moved on, applying the lotion to her stomach and made his way down to her pussy. She parted her legs, so that he could more easily apply the lotion. Mum closed her eyes as she was clearly enjoying the extended attention that Snooky was giving that area.

I put some more lotion on my hands and rubbed it into mum's legs, completing the job. We had undoubtedly savoured the task as our erect cocks testified.

Mum looked at them admiringly and without a word, took the sunblock, poured a good amount into both hands and took one cock in each and sensuously rubbed the lotion in. It seemed only fair that she returned the favour. She was certainly thorough, perhaps rubbing for longer than required, but who were we to complain.

That job done, mum laughed and said, "You boys can do the rest, I'm having a drink of water."

No argument I suppose, so we sensibly covered the rest of our bodies with the sunblock.

"Here boys, have a drink of water, you have to keep hydrated," said mum, being the responsible adult.

I looked up the beach and I noticed that the couple had obviously become emboldened by our decision to get naked and had followed suit. This certainly made me feel a bit more comfortable.

We sat and drank the water, looking out to sea and taking in the serenity. It was a picture perfect day, very warm but not oppressively so and just the slightest breeze blowing to make it pleasant.

Mum finished her water and said, "Peter, Greg, I have a favour to ask of you."

"Ummm, sure," I answered somewhat apprehensively, casting a glance t Snooky, who simply raised his eyebrows as a sign of acceptance.

"Could you get up off your towels and move over there and lie down side by side just a little apart," mum ordered more than politely requested.

"Okayyyyy,' Snooky nervously responded. We both got up and did as instructed.

"I have a fantasy that I want to fulfil, I want to give you a golden shower, please say that you will help me, it's the perfect place for it. You can just wash off in the water if it freaks you out," mum pleaded her case.

I felt an immediate surge of excitement flow through me. I was absolutely up for it as it was a fantasy that I harboured as well. I never had a girlfriend who would agree to it and I never thought that my mum would be the one to do it.

I had no idea how Snooky would react. Certainly, if he said no, then mum could still have her way with me. I looked across to him. His face had lit up in obvious agreement to the suggestion.

"I'm in mum," I said enthusiastically," what about you Snooky?"

Lets do it," was his eager reply.

Mum moved over to us. She put on leg either side of me and immediately she let flow a strong stream of piss. It landed firstly on my chest, then mum directed it towards my face. I was keen to get some in my mouth, extremely curious to experience the taste. It was warm and salty, not particularly bitter as I might have thought. Also, it was not as yellow, most likely because mum had drunk a lot of water, In fact, she had drunk a large bottle of it, clearly in the hope of building a good supply to wash over us. I was also a little surprised at the force of the stream.

After about ten seconds, mum stepped over Snooky and repeated the process. He opened his mouth wide, keen to accept her piss. Mum swayed her hips, directing the flow up and down his body, making sure that she got plenty onto his face.

I was delighted when she returned to me to give me a second dose to finish off and empty her bladder.

She stood above me. I looked straight up into her pussy, her spread legs affording an unobstructed view of her gorgeous labia. I was rock hard from the experience as was Snooky.

"Oh thank you boys, that was soooo sensuous," mum said as she gently stroked her pussy. She was clearly wet and hot.

"Mum. Let me suck you dry, I want the last of that piss. It tasted fantastic," I said

Mum lowered her pussy onto my face. She was indeed soaking wet. It wasn't just the piss that I was tasting but her juices, flowing freely. I licked and sucked for just a short while and then I said.

"Mum. I need to piss too. I want to piss all over you as well." I virtually begged.

"I do too, " Snooky added fervently, "lie down Claire."

Mum needed no encouragement. She laid down on the sand and Snooky and I stood either side of her. We directed a steady flow of piss over her, working up and down her body, concentrating a stream on her face, breasts, and pussy. Mum was in seventh heaven. She opened her mouth to greedily accept our flood of piss. Her fingers moved to her pussy, and she rubbed herself as we drenched her.

"Oh yes," she moaned softly, sensing that she would cum from the sheer exhilaration of having her fantasy fulfilled multiple times. Mum was wet from head to toe as she bucked wildly as an orgasm coursed through her body. Snooky and I watched on in awe, our cocks now drained of piss.

I glanced up the beach, and could see that the other couple had been watching our every move. This only made me more excited. The exhibitionist in me was exposed, and clearly that was a trait that I got from my mum.

I know mum had suggested that we could wash off in the water, but for my part, I was in no hurry to do so. The feeling of my mum's piss all over me was so sensuous. Snooky and I sat down next to mum.

"Oh, I don't know how to thank you two. That was just so hot. I have wanted to do that forever. I was happy just to give a golden shower, but to get one in return was beyond my wildest dreams," she said warmly.

"Mum, I can't believe it, either. I have wanted to do a golden shower myself for ages and couldn't get anyone interested. It was everything I hope it would be, "I said enthusiastically.

"I loved it too," said Snooky "though I admit I never had it on my to do list. I'm a convert now though."

We went back to our towels and sunbaked for a bit longer, then decided to have one last swim before heading home. It did seem a shame to wash mum's piss off me.

We dried off and thought it might be fun to walk back to the car naked. We gathered up our things and headed off. We walked past the other couple who were still sunbaking in the nude. They were both lying on their backs with their eyes closed, but I was unsure if they were asleep or just resting. If the man was sleeping, he was having an erotic dream as he was sporting a full erection, which did not escape mum's attention.

We turned onto the track which went for about one hundred metres to the carpark. There was the risk of running into someone, but none of us could care less. As luck would have it, we did encounter a lone man walking to the beach. We just said a cheery hello and kept walking. He didn't seem the least bit perturbed. More than likely, he would nude up himself once he found his spot.

It was certainly hot in the car, so we sat on our towels and mum turned the air con up full. Soon we were home, pulling into the driveway and walking straight to the front door, with little likelihood that any of the neighbours would see us.

"Greg, why don't you have the first shower. I'll get some cold drinks ready," mum suggested.

"Fair enough," I said as I disappeared into the bathroom.

"Quick Peter." Mum grabbed Snooky and ushered him into her bedroom. She grabbed his cock and rubbed it until it was hard, which didn't take long.

"I want a quick fuck before you go," she said as she pushed Snooky onto the bed and climbed on top of his rigid prick.

Expertly she rode him, facing him as he placed his hands on her boobs. Up and down, she motioned, milking his cock with her tight pussy muscles. Snooky did little other than lie there letting mum do all the work.

"Cum inside my Peter," she demanded, "fill me up."

That was all the encouragement Snooky needed. He was ready to blow and gripping mum's waist, he thrust his cock all the way up her vagina, releasing his seed deep inside her,

"Who's next?" came the call from the bathroom.

"Thanks Peter, I'll go next," mum said with a smile "you just rest for a while."

I walked past mum's bedroom as she pushed past me on the way to the shower, to see Snooky lying there, a big smirk covering his face.

"You dirty dog, have you been fucking my mother again?" I jokingly remonstrated with him.

"It was her idea," he said in his defence.

This cracked us up and I sat on the bed and threw a pillow at him.

"It was good to see you mate, I hope you have had a good time," I said.

"Are you kidding? I've had a blast; your mum is a cracker. I wish I could stay longer but the family is expecting me this afternoon," Snooky replied.

"Oh well. Who knows. Maybe we can do all this again another time," I said honestly.

Mum walked back to her room after her shower and Snooky took his turn. He dressed rather reluctantly and gathered his bag.

"Thanks for putting me up Claire, I really have had a ball. You are so much fun, Greg is a lucky boy," Snooky said with a tinge of envy to his voice.

"It was a pleasure Peter," mum replied as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and gave him a big sloppy kiss on his lips.

I gave my mate a big hug and we stood naked and waved him good bye.

"I approve of your friend Greg. He is fun," I hope I can catch up with him again some day," mum said as her voice trailled off.

I had a feeling that there was a big chance of that happening.