This is a work of fiction, a fantasy. Author and all characters are 18+ and this story is written for an adult audience. It is incest themed. If this offends you, it may not be for you.
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I decided to treat my son to some ice cream today. It was a warm day after all, so I just wore a light, red t-shirt, kinda low cut to help stay cool. Plus, I was feeling kind of mischievous for some reason. Anyway, we decided to walk down to the beachfront to walk along the promenade.
When we got there, there were tons of people, each ice cream parlour was packed, but we eventually found one off to the side that was fairly empty. I just didn’t want to deal with the crowds.
So, we sit down and I notice this kid. Well, he’s not a kid actually, as he’s there with his Mom filling out college applications. He just looked so bored sitting there with his mother going through all the brochures and pamphlets. You could tell that he would rather be outside doing other things.
I ask my son just to get me a soda and tell him to get whatever he desires. While he’s up there ordering I find a spot outside in the shade so we could take the time to cool down a bit. I catch the guys with his Mom staring at me. He was clearly in a daze as he didn’t turn away when I caught him, instead I just gave him a little wink and a smile. After that, he did turn away, rather quickly.
His mother noticed this and looked in my direction, but I was already looking back at my son before she suspected anything. My son returned with my soda and what looked like a tall ice cream popsicle. It looked delicious.
We sat down and a savoured the ice-cold soda with every sip. Ryan nibbled at his ice pop, but was too focused on his phone. I thought this was going to be our day. I saw him smiling as he was texting and new it had to be some girl. And based on the kiss I gave him last time, I probably had to think of something to get his attention.
Then that guy keeps peeking over at me, taking every opportunity to stare at me when he thinks his Mom isn’t looking. I can tell he’s staring at my tits too. Can’t blame him really. Maybe I can do something…
I look back at Ryan and notice his ice cream is spilling all over his hands because he was too stuck to the phone. Maybe it’s instinct from when he was younger, but I grabbed him by the wrist, leaned towards him, stuck out my tongue and licked the ice cream that was dripping of the popsicle.
Then my mischievous side kicked in. I knew how to get the attention of both my son Ryan and the other kid. I looked my son in the eyes, he was sort of confused and in shock. The other guy though, had his mouth open staring at me. Haha. It’s working
I gave the kid another wink before licking at my son and swirling my tongue around my lips, licking the ice cream that was on them. I pulled his arm closer to bring the popsicle close to my face. I kissed the top of it, swirled my tongue around the top and then wrapped my lips around it.
I opened my eyes as I worked my mouth up and down the popsicle and saw that both my son and the kid were red faced and staring at me with a lustful smile. It felt good to capture the attention of such young guys. Makes a woman like me feel sexy.
I returned to focus on the sucking the popsicle, making sure to kiss it and lick the cream that was about to fall off. I started to moan ever so quietly, only so my son could hear it. I looked at him, he was leaned forward a bit, probably to hide the throbbing erection he had for his mother, in public too. I let another minute or two go by. For all I know my son and that other boy had already cum in their pants. I hope they did.
Next thing I know I’m being rudely interrupted buy the other kid’s mother. The kid is standing shyly behind her. “Excuse me… I saw that you were looking at my son. I think that sort of behaviour is very appropriate. You should apologise.”
I stopped sucking on the popsicle. My son had a sort of embarrassed-worried look on his face. I winked at him to reassure everything will be okay. I look at the kid’s mom. “Inappropriate?” I looked down at her son’s crotch and raised my eyebrows. “Your son doesn’t seem to think so.”
“You should be doing that stuff with your… partner, in private.” She expressed with anger.
“Oh, Ryan here? He’s not my partner… He’s my son.”
The look on her face. Oh, you should have seen it.
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