And even though dad had left for work, some time ago, she had not bothered to change to her regular cotton kurti and pants. My mom was not wearing a b...a under her top, and her soft boobs crushed against my chest when she hugged me.Though we were both dressed, I could clearly feel her erect hard nipples poking on my body. I never really checked her out, but always felt she had a nice petite pair of tits. It felt great pressed on me, and I found myself hugging her back automatically.It was. I found a handy fallen tree to sit on, hoped no one would see, took off my trunks and wanked my cock. Within a couple of minutes my chest and stomach were covered in cum.After a cigarette and a good slug of the red wine I had bought for 4 Francs for a litre (about 40 pence in those days) I decided I would continue my walk I popped my fags, the wine and my trunks in to my bag and started my first naturist adventure.I walked back onto the beach quite self consciously but also feeling the sun. By then, I felt much more comfortable with him, accepting the fact that he chose to be with me when he could have chosen someone in his class. After I made our lunch, we chatted a while looking each other over with keen interest. We went back to the weight room to get his gym bag, where he fried my toes with more kisses. Unfortunately, I had to study for Monday. Before he left, he asked to eat with me the next day at school. He'd have to deal with a lot of flack from his friends, eating with a. Jo gave a small moan in the back of her throat, and Nikki smiled. "Now slip this on," she said, handing Jo the soft, white jersey top. "I love this material," she said, rubbing her hand slowly along it, where it lay along Jo's arm. Jo shivered and almost felt ready to purr like a cat being stroked. "It's so soft and so smooth and so warm and cool at the same time..." Isn't there a... ummm... a bra?" Jo asked. She was finding it hard to think about anything beside Nikki's hand on her arm and the.