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Summer Fling

By: cattitude1965



Ray was my summer fling the year I graduated from high school. He was a year younger than me, but very cute with dark blonde hair and hazel eyes. I already had a boyfriend that I was pretty crazy about, but he had left home the year before and we rarely saw each other. Ray had a crush on me and, I'll admit, I was lonely and horny and his attention was flattering. 

I was hanging out with him at his house one hot June afternoon. We had the place to ourselves. We went upstairs to his room to check out his music collection. I sat down on the bed, flipping through old album covers, and he took the opportunity to plant a quick, tentative kiss on my cheek. When I turned to him, surprised, he leaned in and kissed me gently on the lips. 

When our lips met, my neglected pussy responded immediately. Without thinking at all, I relaxed my mouth, parting my lips slightly. His tongue found mine slowly, deliberately. The albums I was flipping through fell to the floor, quickly forgotten. He pushed me down on my back gently. Before I realized what I was doing, my arms were around his neck, and I was running my fingers through his hair. He slipped a hand under my t-shirt, ran it slowly up my stomach and began to knead my breast. I moaned softly into his mouth. 

I put my hand on his chest and pushed him away a little, breaking our kiss. He pulled back, thinking I wanted to stop. I smiled at him nervously as I sat up and removed my shirt. He smiled then, and pulled his off too. He pushed my bra straps off my shoulders. Putting his arms around me, he unhooked my bra, pulled it off and tossed it aside. His hungry eyes took in my soft full breasts. He leaned down and took one large nipple into his mouth. It hardened instantly with his sucking. I moaned deeply and lay back on the bed. He couldn't seem to get enough of my breasts - sucking, licking and fondling them to his heart's content. 

I felt his hand slide down my belly and rest between my legs. My legs involuntarily parted slightly, my hips rising off the mattress a little in response to his touch. He was kissing my neck as he unbuttoned and unzipped my jean shorts. He slipped a hand inside my shorts and down my panties. He groaned when he felt how wet I was. I whimpered softly as he slid a finger up and down my juicy slit, brushing against my clit.

He gently pushed a finger inside me. He began to finger fuck me slowly, deeply. I moaned and whimpered, opening my legs a little more and raising my hips, pressing against his hand. He pulled his finger out and slid it up over my soft pink lips, finding my clit again and massaging it slowly. 

"Oh God..." I whispered, beginning to pant. "Go down on me, Ray...please..." I pleaded.

He straddled my legs and pulled my shorts and panties off before removing his own shorts and boxers. His long, thick cock stood straight out in front of him. I eyed it hungrily and spread my legs farther apart. 

He moved down the bed until his face was between my thighs. He breathed in deeply, taking in the scent of my need.

"God, you smell good." He said. 

He began to run his tongue up and down my juicy slit slowly.

"Mmmmmm..." he moaned, showing how much he enjoyed my flavor.

He licked my pussy like a cat lapping up a bowl of milk for a long time. Then he found my hard, swollen clit and began to flick it with his tongue. He drew it into his mouth and sucked it softly. I was incredibly close to cumming.

I whimpered in protest when he stopped. He moved up the bed and brought his body down on mine. His rock hard cock pressed into my thigh. We kissed passionately, our tongues wrestling roughly. 

I pushed him off of me and onto his back. He looked startled for a second. I moved down the bed until my mouth was poised over his hard cock. I licked my lips and looked up at him, smiling. He looked positively stunned when he realized what I had in mind.

"Are you gonna...?" he began.

"Suck your cock?" I interrupted. "Yes, I am."

I planted soft, closed mouth kisses all over his dick. Then I parted my lips just a little and let my tongue barely graze the smooth skin as I kissed it. I began to lick it from base to tip with long, slow overlapping strokes of my tongue.

"Oh my God..." he groaned. 

I swirled my tongue around the head again and again.

"Oh God..." he groaned again. I could tell by the desperation in his voice that he was about to lose control.

I slid my lips down over his engorged member, taking in his full length, and began to slowly fuck him with my mouth. I placed a hand on his balls just in time to feel them tighten. I knew he was only seconds away from orgasm. I held him in my mouth and sucked hard as he cried out. His cum hit the back of my mouth with such force, I almost gagged. I swallowed hard, savoring every drop.

His face was red and he was panting heavily. 

"You okay?" I asked, sliding up the bed and lying next to him.

"Yeah.. I...it's just that nobody's ever..." he was flustered, and a little embarrassed.

For a moment I didn't understand. Then it dawned on me - he had never gotten a blowjob before!

"Nobody's ever done that for you before?" I asked.

He shook his head. 

He turned to me, raising up on one elbow, and ran his index finger across my lips slowly. 

"That was...unbelievable..." he said quietly.

He smiled down at me and rolled over, moving his body on top of mine. Instinctively, I opened my legs to him. For a split second, I thought, 'God, what am I doing? I've let this go way too far already.'

Then he kissed me. His cock was already hard again, pressing against my inner thigh, only inches from my tight young pussy, so hot and wet and throbbing with need.

"I want you..." he whispered, running his tongue up the side of my neck. "God, I want you..."

Thoughts of stopping vanished from my mind.

"Take me..." I responded breathlessly. 

He started to slide his hard cock into my dripping pussy. He wanted to take his time, I know, but youthful exuberance took over and, unable to hold back, he thrust his full length into me all at once. 

"Oh yes...give it to me..." I breathed.

"You're so tight..." he whispered in my ear.

I squeezed his hard cock with my pussy, showing him how much tighter it could feel. He groaned.

"Oh hell yeah..." he whispered, stroking me slowly. "Squeeze it again."

I complied, raising my hips to meet his strokes and squeezing him tightly inside me.

"Fuck me, Ray." I whispered in his ear. "Fuck my pussy with your big, hard cock. Oh God, it feels so good..."

"I want to make you cum, Cat." He whispered. 

I groaned in response, so close already.

I pressed my lips to his and pushed my tongue into his mouth urgently. He fucked me hard and deep, every stroke bringing me closer to orgasm. I broke the kiss abruptly and groaned as I felt my orgasm begin.

"Are you there, baby? Are you cummin' for me?" he asked.

"Oh yes...yes, I'm cumming..." I managed to say.

"Jesus.. ." he groaned, feeling my hot pussy squeezing him as the contractions went on and on. 

As my orgasm began to ebb, he began to stroke my wet pussy more insistently. 

I wrapped my legs around his waist and tilted my hips up, giving him room.

"Oh yes," I groaned. "Fuck me...fuck me...!"

His body tensed and he groaned louder as his cock began to twitch and jerk, hot cum filling my cunt. 

We lay there together for a long time, catching our breath. He pulled out of me and rolled over onto his back, sighing deeply. 

"Do you have any idea how long I've wanted to do that?" he asked.

I shook my head.

"For MONTHS." He said.

I smiled at him silently. I knew that. And while I hadn't actively pursued it, I hadn't done a damn thing to avoid it either.

We were quiet for a few moments, each lost in our own thoughts.

After a while, he said. "I've never heard you talk like that before." 

I blushed slightly. "Does that bother you?" I asked.

"Hell no, I liked it." He said. "I was just...a little surprised."

I laughed. "Nice girls don't talk like that?" I asked.

He laughed. "Yeah, I guess, something like that."

"It just comes out when I'm...turned on. All this stuff goes through my head and I just let it out."

He nodded. We were quiet for another moment.

"Did you like the way I...tasted you?" he asked hesitantly, blushing slightly.

I laughed. "You couldn't tell?" I asked.

He laughed. "I guess so. But I've never done that before." He confessed.

"Are you kidding me?!" I exclaimed. "How did you know exactly what to do?"

"I read magazines." he replied, blushing again.

"Damn, you're a quick study!" I laughed.

He laughed for a moment, then fell silent. I could tell there was something else on his mind.

He rolled onto his side, looking down at me.

"Do you feel guilty? About your boyfriend, I mean." He asked.

I felt my smile fade and I looked away, staring at the ceiling for a moment. I closed my eyes and nodded silently. My boyfriend's face flashed through my mind. I felt I had betrayed him. Tears stung my eyes. I tried to blink them away, but a single tear escaped and rolled slowly down my face. 

"I'm sorry..." he said, wiping it away with the back of his hand.

"Don't be." I said. "I'm not sorry. Guilty? Yes. But I'm not sorry. I needed..."

"I know." He said. "Me too." 

He leaned in and kissed me softly on the lips. I smiled at him. 

"What now?" he said.

I looked at him, unsure of exactly what he meant by that.

"I just mean... I don't want this to be the only time." He said quietly.

I didn't know what to say. 

"Ray..." I began.

"You don't have to answer right now." He interrupted. " Just tell me - do I have a chance?" 

I still didn't know what to say, so I reached up and pulled his face gently to mine. 

"Shut up and kiss me." I said playfully.

He kissed me then, gently at first, growing gradually more passionate.

I hesitantly broke the kiss and pulled back a little.

"I should go." I said, sitting up.

"You don't have to go so soon, do you?" He asked, leaning in and running his tongue up the center of my throat.

I moaned softly and laid back. He touched my face and pressed his lips to mine, slipping his tongue back into my mouth. His fingers trailed slowly down my belly and found the wetness between my thighs again. He began to rub my soft pink lips and stroke my clit. I moaned and spread my legs again, my body quivering.

He pulled back and watched my heated reaction to his fingers on my pussy. 

"This won't be the last time, will it Cat?" he asked, a little more confident now.

I opened my eyes and looked at him. 

"No," I whispered. "this won't be the last time..." 

And it wasn't.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Summer Fling



Mrs. Pandra had been trying to seduce him all summer, Jim knew that. But for the most part he'd rebuffed her not so subtle offers... after all, she was about 25 years older than his 22 years; to him that was just a little too old. She was his mother's age! No husband, she'd been widowed about ten years back. Although she was very attractive still, and very sweet, she was also the person renting him a room and it was getting harder and harder to nicely rebuff her offers. It didn't help that he was feeling especially lonely and down lately... the third of his summer ventures into romance had just gone down the tube.

She'd been very cute and sweet, lots of fun to be around... and apparently had just been using him to make her ex-boyfriend jealous. It had worked, they'd gotten back together and Jim had been left alone again. It seemed that girls his age just didn't find him attractive or something. Once again, Mrs. Pandra was there with her chocolate cream pie and a couple stiff drinks.

By the second drink he was looking at her seductive smile and thinking that she didn't seem that old anymore. By the fourth, he was leaning in as he talked animatedly to her; and his eyes wandered down to the generous cleavage that was showing. When she kissed him on the fifth he kissed back, allowing their tongues to roam each other's mouths...

Then he pulled away, "I don't know Mrs. Pandra..."

"You've been with too many of these young teeny-boppers," she said, and he chuckled at her old fashioned language, "If you had a real woman, you wouldn't have to worry so much."

"But I'll be gone at the end of the summer," he said, not wanting her to think that he was going to be around for any real length of time, that this could even be anything really real. 

"That's what makes it fun," she said, scooting closer with a light in her eyes. Suddenly he realized that she was lonely too, most of the older men around here were after younger women. Women who hadn't already been married and lost a husband... and she only seemed to have a couple of female friends that she got together with. With no husband and rarely boarders over the winter, when summer came and she had company it must be an incredibly relief for her. 

There was something coaxing and desperate in her eyes that he found hard to resist, and this time he leaned forward to kiss her. Ok, so she was old enough to be his mother, but she WASN'T his mother... and the summer was only a few weeks from ending, so even if this turned out badly it wasn't like he was going to be here much longer. The kiss went from hesitant and soft to more passionate, pressing harder... he realized that his dick definitely didn't care about their age difference. As she pulled him closer to her, their warm bodies pressing together, he was definitely hard.

She practically pulled him on top of her, but he went willingly, allowing her to position him between her legs on the couch as she leaned back. Jim found himself getting more and more excited as their clothed crotches pressed together, his hands ran up and down her body, finding her breasts and sliding under her skirt. Soft moans escaped from between their lips, and he found himself both turned on and gratified by her obvious pleasure. It was balm to his ego and confidence, which had taken a rather hard bruising with all the failed romances this summer. 

Clothes started falling to the floor, everything seemed hazy, he wasn't always totally sure what he had taken off and what she had. Her skin was very soft and smooth, everything was curvy... a little saggier than he was used to, but still firm. Still beautiful. Kissing her breasts his mouth found her hard brown nipples, sucking and biting on them... 

He gasped as her hand reached down and started doing interesting things in his groin area. At first she just traced the tips of her fingers around, letting her nails glide over his sensitive head. Then she gripped him hard, fisting him expertly... her fingers slid down to the base and kept going, caressing his balls and squeezing gently, tugging on them lightly. It was a heavenly haze of sensations that made him shudder with pleasure; she was very skillful.

Suddenly his dick was nudging up against her pussy, hard and ready to go. For a moment Jim hesitated though, he'd wanted to take much longer to get used to this idea of sleeping with a woman so much older than him - especially the one who owned the room he was renting. But she smiled up at him encouraging and pleading at the same time, and her hand tugged him closer... he found himself sliding slowly into her wet pussy. At first he was almost disappointed, because it did seem to be more stretched out than he was used to, but then her muscles clamped down and rippled around him and he gasped. Bucking, he thrust himself all the way in as that fantastic pussy did the most amazing things to his dick, inner convulsions that massaged him as he was buried in her.

All of his hesitation fled when confronted with this kind of erotic experience, and he immediately began pushing in and out of her body, lowering his lips to hers for another kiss. Her hands ran over him, finding the most incredibly pleasure points to enhance the experience... there was definitely something to be said for mature experience. Usually he'd felt like it was him doing all the work during sex, especially when he was on top, but Mrs. Pandra was definitely as involved as he was. 

Her hands caressed his nipples and ears, sliding fingernails along his collarbone and shoulders and down his back. She found sensitive spots on his sides and his elbows. Sliding her hands down to the small of his back, she reached down and grabbed his thrusting ass, pulling him harder into her with every thrust. They were both moaning ecstatically as he rode her, each of them lost in their own world of pleasure and yet sharing those pleasures with each other as well. 

To his shock, as he thrust in and out, she slipped a finger into his ass. It was uncomfortable... both because it was physically uncomfortable and disconcerting in the fact that it felt a little good... At first he tried to protest but she shushed him with a kiss, pulling him into her by sliding her finger even more into his ass. He bucked and thrust hard into her pussy to escape the questing digit, but it just kept coming. The sensitive nerves around his ass tingled as she wiggled the finger, and he was shocked at how incredible it felt.

She began stroking something inside him that made his insides turn to liquid. Pumping harder and faster, he could tell that she was getting closer to orgasm too and just really let loose, her finger still moving inside his tight ass. With a guttural moan he thrust hard, unable to hold back any longer, it felt as though her finger was literally pushing the cum out of his dick. As he bucked and heaved on top of her, Mrs. Pandra let out one small passionate cry, her face screwed up as if in concentration. Then she began to shake underneath him, almost vibrating as she came, quietly and ecstatically.

As Jim lay on top of her, completely spent, her finger still in his ass and his dick still in her pussy, he wondered what else the experienced matron beneath him might teach him. Resting his head on her shoulder, he sighed in contentment as she did too.



Summer Fling



Jamie's skin glistened with sweat. He had spent the past four hours playing basketball with some buddies. The Sun was scorching today and Jamie was beginning to notice just how exhausted he was. The game had ended and his friends were already heading home.

Jamie walked over to the bench where he had put down his water bottle as well as his shirt. He took a well needed drink from the bottle and stretched, relaxing his tense muscles. He looked around at the boys who hadn't left the court yet and focused on one in particular. Jordan stood next to the tree, resting in the shade. Jordan's eyes were glued to Jamie's body. Jamie just stared at him, a smirk forming on his lips.

Jordan looked up suddenly and met Jamie's eyes. He blushed momentarily at having been caught staring. Jamie laughed and grinned. Jordan was the new guy in the neighborhood. He was visiting his Dad here for a couple weeks. It didn't take him long to make friends. He was pretty popular with the guys here, and especially popular with the girls. Jordan had two more days before he had to go back to his home in Colorado. The past couple of weeks had been full of unspoken flirtations between the two boys. Jamie had liked him the moment he met Jordan. After all, what's not to like? Jordan was a beautiful boy. His hair was dark and curly, he had bright blue eyes and an impish grin. He was tall, with a very lean muscular build.

The boys took liking to each other almost instantly and hung out just about everyday. Both had been aware of the sexual tension between them. Jamie wanted him, and he only had a couple more days with him. It was now or never, he decided.

He walked over to Jordan and invited him back to his place. His parents were out and they'd have the house to themselves. Jordan nodded and followed him.

At home Jamie didn't hesitate. He began unzipping his jeans and walking towards the bathroom.

"I'm gonna take a shower, I'm pretty sweaty. You should come with me. You're pretty sweaty to." Jamie said, not exactly subtle.

Jordan didn't flinch. In a way he knew this was coming, had known since they met. He followed Jamie into the bathroom. The boys stood directly in front of each other, gazing strongly into each others eyes.

"Should we do this?" Jordan asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jamie just stared at him. He felt the corner of his lips curling into a smirk. He stepped closer to Jordan, closing the space between them. He rested his palm on either side of Jordan's hips, inching his face forward. Their lips were barely an inch apart.

"You can't say you haven't wanted to. You've wanted this as badly as I have."

Jordan didn't reply, he didn't have time to. Jamie pressed his lips against his and they kissed. The kiss didn't last long before Jamie pulled away and began to undress. He let his pants fall to his ankles and kicked them off. Jordan licked his lips at the sight and removed his shirt and pants. Next the boys took off their boxers, standing in front of each other wearing nothing but their own skin. Their cocks hung, just inches apart. Jamie moved forward until their cocks were touching. The sensation soon resulted in both boys sporting erections. Jamie brought his lips to Jordan's again and kissed him. Their tongues explored each others mouths while their hands roamed their bodies. Both trying to feel as much as they possibly could. Their bodies were sticky with dried sweat.

Jamie turned away and stepped in the shower stall. Jordan heard the rushing water as he stepped in after Jamie. Jamie once again grabbed Jordan and pulled him into a kiss. Warm water washed over them as they kissed. Jamie relished the feeling of the water rushing over his back. Jordan pulled away and began to kiss down Jamie's neck. Jamie rested his back against the tile wall of the shower stall and moaned as he felt Jordan kissing down his chest, his stomach. Jordan knelt down in front of Jamie, water cascading over his face. He held Jamie's cock in his hand and inched forward. Jamie let out a gasp of pleasure when he felt Jordan's tongue lick along the length of his cock. He gripped his fist through Jordan wet hair as Jordan licked and tickled his ball sack. He couldn't remember feeling this good in a long time. Wasting no more time, Jordan eagerly slipped Jamie's erect cock into his mouth. Jamie maintained his grip on Jordan's hair, guiding him back and forth on his cock. Jamie moaned, taking in everything the moment had to offer.

"Wait, wait!" Jamie gasped, "I'm gonna come, stop!"

Jordan stopped and stood.

"I don't want to come yet. There's something else I want to do to you."

Jordan smiled and whispered in his ear.

"Got a condom?"

"Do we need one?" Jamie asked.

"Of course we do. Are you kidding me?" Jordan looked at him in surprise.

"Alright, alright. I got one. Go wait in my room. I'll get it."

With that Jamie disappeared down the hallway. Jordan headed to Jamie's room and waited. He was anxious and turned on. When Jamie returned into the room he was already slipping the condom on himself. Jordan smiled, glad to see that his perceptions of Jamie were correct. He was a top.

Jamie walked over to Jordan and stood behind him. He gently pushed Jordan against the wall. Jordan pressed his palms against the cool wooden wall. His breath quickened as he felt Jamie pressing his lubricated finger inside him. It hurt, but he had been through this before. He didn't like to waste much time preparing for the impact. After he was well lubricated he felt Jamie's cock head pushing into his entrance. Jamie gripped Jordan's waist hard, bruising them. Soon enough Jamie's cock was completely inside Jordan. Jordan panted, holding back his pain. The pain was always part of the pleasure for him. Though he never admitted it. Jamie went slow at first, testing the waters. With an approving grunt from Jordan he sped up, going deeper with every thrust. He slammed his cock into Jordan's ass and their bodies created a rhythm. Sliding against each other, slick and wet. Jamie bit hard into Jordan's should as he held on to Jordan's waist for balance.

Suddenly a rush surged through him and he felt himself lose control. He came, biting into Jordan's flesh harder. Jordan nearly shouted at the pain and pleasure of it all. He felt himself coming as well. After their orgasms Jamie wrapped his arms around Jordan's chest, breathing heavily.

"God...amazing. You're amazing." Jamie said in between breaths.

Jordan just grinned, knowing he would never forget this day. He would definitely have to visit his Father more often. This was the best part of his vacation.

Jordan had left for Colorado two days later. Jamie regretted that they hadn't had sex sooner. Their "fling" could've lasted longer. Though, Jamie thought to himself, there was always next summer.



Summer Fling



All characters in this story are over the age of eighteen when engaging in sexual experimentation. Oh, and if you don't like interracial sex, this story is NOT for you. I delete all nasty emails so save yourself and me the trouble.

*

Dear Lover,

The past few weeks have been an amazing array of tawdry, raunchy and occasionally romantic escapades. You have a lot of wonderful traits from your intelligent and creative, young mind to that spectacular, ten inch, uncut, black cock. Your cock and the way you use it may be absolutely, positively the best I have ever had in my forty-five years; well twenty-seven of actually fucking anyway. That is quite a compliment too considering the number of men; black, white and every other colour of the rainbow that I have screwed. 

I have always heard about amazing summer romances, but until you I had never had one. I know that may shock you, but I was a late bloomer. I had been a virgin when I met my husband. If not for his little fetish for sharing my bounteous gifts with others, he may well have been my only. I will eternally be grateful for that fetish though since it ultimately brought our paths together. I will always remember the first time I saw you at that club. Your dark, shaved head sparkled under the disco ball as you crossed to our table. Where you shocked at his proposal? 

Even if you were, you were quick to accept the offer; especially when you felt how wet I was underneath the table. I enjoyed how you boldly got me off right there in the middle of the club with one of the best finger fuckings of my life. I was very glad the music was so loud, because I think I actually cried out as I flooded your hand with my juices. 

The warm, early summer morning when we snuck out to the rose bushes in the back of the flats and fucked like wild animals will always be one of my favourite memories. I can almost still feel that huge cock plummeting and stretching the walls of my tight cunt as you fucked me doggy style. What a fabulous way for an early morning coffee and croissant breakfast to end. If I am honest, I had considered that very possibility; which is why I wore that flowing, long skirt and no knickers. 

When you began to kiss me and caress my tits through my blouse, I got so hot and wet. When you buttoned your jeans and began to stroke your hard cock, I almost came. When you brushed those large, dark hands up the inside of my soft, pale thigh to find my swollen clitoris; I was whimpering and writhing on the soft blanket. So by the time you, flipped me onto my tummy and lifted my skirt and hips to meet your first thrust, I was already over the edge. 

I know you don't generally enjoy quickies, preferring instead to spend your time tormenting and pleasing my mature body to new heights; but that morning was a great, fast and furious fuck. Too bad that neighbour had to interrupt the magical spell as I felt your hot cum flood my needy cunt. Ever wonder how long he had really been standing in that window watching us fuck our brains out?

Our wonderful weekend on the Costa Del Sol was memorable as well. I still can't believe you managed to actually get all that thing into my virgin bum. It hurt so badly at first as your swollen head breeched my untouched hole. I am sure if I had not been so drunk that I could never have managed it. Did I really end up begging and pleading for you to 'fuck my arse harder?' And to think that was just our first night there. 

It was so hot that last night when you took me from behind standing on the balcony of our hotel room. We were both wet with sweat by the end. I loved the way you stripped me completely naked in the room before leading me outside to the lounges. I adored the way your shaved head felt as you tormented my throbbing clit with that thick tongue, sharp teeth and full lips. But it was not fair of you to deny me my orgasm by demanding I bend over the edge of the balcony and open my thick, white arse for you. Of course, all was forgiven by the time you sprayed another huge load into it. 

Where does all that stuff cum from anyway? I have never been with anyone that could fuck so much or made so much spunk. You even managed to make my cunt and arse sore a few times this summer. 

BUT...isn't there always a but...I am afraid this must all cum to an end. This special summer lovin' must give way to the realities of the autumn and winter of life. I have decided that it is best for me and the children, if I put the same amount of time and energy into resurrecting my almost dead marriage as I did into riding that amazing cock of yours. 

I know this is not what we discussed. I really enjoyed the time we spent day dreaming about starting over some place new, where no one knew us or cared. The idea of moving to Kenya was especially appealing. I hope that you will actually carry through with it...and think of me often. I also hope that you find someone without all my baggage, who can love and appreciate you as you deserve to be. 

Forever yours,

Summer



Summer Fling



My name is Miranda Meade. I have always thought that it was a mother's responsibility to provide for her child's physical and emotional needs, protect them from harm, and impart in them social skills necessary to succeed in today's world. I never dreamed what I would happily do to fulfill those responsibilities.

I had met my husband, Mike, for lunch at a diner not far from his office. We met two or three times a week for lunch. It was our way I was already seated and waiting on him. I smiled and waved at Mike as he came through the door.

He was good looking and in great shape for a 45 year old man. Flecks of gray were distributed hodge-podge in his black hair salting his appearance with the confidence that comes from experience. Dressed in khaki slacks, a white oxford shirt covered by a blue blazer Mike exuded success.

After 21 years of marriage I could still get a thrill at the sight of my husband. I felt an electrical charge surge from my core to my cunt. It began to dampen. Smiling, I slammed my knees together. Under my breathe I whispered, "Control yourself ole girl."

He kissed me lightly on the lips sending another sensuous charge to my center. He scooted into the booth seat across from me. He apologized, "Sorry I'm late, Honey. I was walking out the door when I got a call from my Brentwood store. I had to take it." 

"That's okay, dear. Still having problems at Brentwood?"

"Yeah, I'm going to have to spend more time with the new manager there."

The heavy-set middle aged waitress good naturedly took our order. We both ordered soup and salad. The waitress placed our order with the cook and brought our drinks. Mike used his charm to coax useful marketing data from her. Before she left she had told Mike how long she had been married, how many kids she had and how much money her family spent on various types of merchandize.

Mike had built a chain of five retail outlets scattered around the suburbs of the city called, Meade's Merchandize. He competed with the big-box retailers by purchasing close-out and cast-off merchandize then offering it at a much reduced discount. 

Our food arrived and we made small talk while we ate. The waitress stopped by our table. We asked for coffee. She filled our cups and cleaned up our dirty dishes before she waddled away on sore feet.

Mike's smiling eyes locked with mine, "thank you."

"For what?"

"For not letting yourself go. Our waitress is the same age as you. She's fifty pounds heavier and twice as sour."

Blushing I cooed, "Mike...you shouldn't be so harsh on her. I do own a dance studio. So I get a pretty good workout every day."

"Speaking of which, are you enjoying your sabbatical?"

"Yes, I've been working on my tan getting ready for San Diego. I can't wait, just a week away." 

I always closed my studio between the 4th of July and Labor Day since most of my students took vacations at that time. We were going to vacation ourselves on the beaches of the California coast.

"Yeah, it'll be nice to get away. I just wish I trusted my Brentwood manager more."

The furrowed lines in my husband's face signaled I ought to change the subject. "How's Alex doing at his job for you?"

Mike's face lit up like someone had flipped a switch. "He's doing great. I'm so proud of our son, Miranda. He's made some innovative suggestions for our on-line operation that have not only improved efficiency but have been very profitable. I almost hate for him to leave college."

I reached across the table and gave Mike a playful punch on the shoulder. "Glad to hear he's chip off the ole block."

The smile on Mike's face faded to a frown. His forehead crinkled, "Yeah, in some ways he is like me and in a lot of ways he's better than me and in other ways he's lacking."

"Lacking what?"

Mike sipped his coffee thoughtfully, "Confidence for one thing."

Sitting up I smirked, "Confidence how?"

"Huh... confidence in general. He's brilliant yet he was mediocre student. He's a good-looking guy but I count on one hand the number of dates he's had. He has a charming personality but masks it with shyness. I hate for him to be leaving for college with so little confidence." 

I sat my coffee cup down, "Well he's had some rough patches Mike. We held him back a year in school because he got so ill. That's always been awkward for him. He was 19 when he graduated High School for goodness sake. Then he had to get those awful braces in Junior High..."

Mike shook his head, "I know his first Junior High dance was a disaster. He tried kissing his date she had braces too and they got locked together."

"I know I felt so bad for Alex. I didn't think he'd ever date again but he did have a date for prom this year."

"That was a disaster too."

Surprised I cocked both my eyebrows, "Oh?"

He chuckled, "Well, well...Mama doesn't know everything."

"Mike what do you know?" I demanded.

"It's not the kind of thing a son would share with his mother. I was kind of surprised that Alex shared it with me. Anyway, I asked him how come he wasn't still dating... what's her name... the girl he took to prom."

"Tiffany Rogers, she was on the dance team. She graduated with Alex. She's eighteen."

My husband nodded, "Yeah, how come he wasn't dating Tiffany anymore. He said they went all the way at the after-prom party. Anyway he got too excited and came as soon as he entered her. She freaked out."

Frowning I said, "I see."

"I don't think you do, Miranda. A man's self-confidence is very much tied to his sexuality. I'm afraid since our son is leaving home with such terrible sexual experiences he is leaving with very little self-confidence. I wish he had an Aunt Rosy."

"Who is Aunt Rosy?"

Mike silently smiled for a moment basking in a distant memory. "She was my Aunt who...let's just say...provided me with confidence building experiences of the sexual kind."

Shocked I leaned across the table and hissed, "Do you mean incest?"

Chuckling he said, "Not really. She was my father's brother's wife, so we were related by marriage not blood. Anyway we were both consenting adults."

"Did your Uncle know?"

"I think he did. I think it turned him on. Doesn't matter, Alex doesn't have an Aunt Rosy. Maybe I should find him an escort, maybe, one about thirty, who will show him the ropes."

Coffee jumped from the cup as I slammed it on the table. "You better not Michael Meade."

Mike put up his hand in self defense, "Sorry bad idea, just thinking out loud. We ought to do something. You got any single friends?"

"Do you really think jumping in bed with an older woman is the answer? Is it just the sex that gives a man confidence or is it the intimacy?"

"I don't follow?"

"Did Aunt Rosy boost your self-esteem by simply fucking you or by making love to you? I bet if you think about it, it was the latter."

Now it was Mike's turn to be surprised. He wasn't used to me using the f-word outside of the bedroom. I was on a roll so I continued, "What I'm saying is you had a relationship with your Aunt before the sex. You knew she cared about you and I assume you cared about her so that added an intimate intensity to the experience."

Mike nodded, "When you're right Miranda you're right. What older female do we know who cares enough about Alex to be intimate with him?"

"This is ridiculous."

Mike had a glint in his eye and mischievous grin on his face. "I can think of only one woman who loves Alex enough to provide him with the sexual experience he needs."

"Who?"

"You."

Stunned my mouth fell open in disbelief. I clinched my teeth in order not scream. "Michael Meade, you're out of your mind. That's so wrong on so many different levels. Its incest."

Mike shook his head, "On one hand you're right Miranda but on the other I don't know. How wrong is it to send your son into the world unprepared?"

"Alex is prepared. He's gotten good grades; he's got the proper work ethic."

"He lacks confidence. In the world timidness is often interrupted as weakness. Look when Alex was sick you doctored him. You helped him with his homework. Whatever he needed you provided. I'm just telling you that your son needs to have a positive sexual experience. Whether you provide for him or not is up to you."

Teary eyed I looked at Mike, "You'd be alright with your son taking your wife to bed? You wouldn't be jealous? Don't you love me?"

Mike lovingly took my hand in his, "Of course I love you. I love our son too. You all ready have a bond with Alex that is beyond me so how can I be jealous?"

"What makes you think he wants to have sex with me? Maybe he doesn't see me that way."

"I overheard him talking with a couple of his buddies at the pool party we had in June. You were wearing that green bikini, the one that lets your butt cheeks hang out."

"Oh Mike, stop it." I could feel my face flushing red. 

I remembered the party. I had felt the eyes of the boys on me as I walked by them. I glanced over my shoulder and caught them ogling me. I had been excited by their attention. Later that night when Mike and I had made love I experienced one of the most intense orgasms of my life.

Mike noticed my blush and grinned, "Miranda, you do remember. Anyway one of the boys says, 'Alex your mom's so hot.' Alex says back, 'Yeah, Sometimes I wish she weren't my mom so I could fuck her silly.' They didn't know I heard them."

I cupped my hand over my astonished. "I don't know what to say. I have to think about all this."

We left the restaurant. Mike went back to work. I went home. I changed into my now infamous green bikini. I checked my look in the mirror. I had a 32-23-34 figure on a 5'8" frame. I had a dancer's body toned and fit at 118 pounds. Only ten more pounds than the day Mike married me. I nodded to my reflection and said, "Not bad for a 42 year old. Not bad at all."

I noticed that my butt did peek out from the swimsuit. I decided that was because the swimsuit was a tad small not because my ass was too big. I turned around and inspected the front of my suit. The cleft of cunt was clearly defined in a teasing camel toe. I ran a finger between the folds of my labia and wondered aloud, "Is this where Alex wants to put this cock?"

After skimming a couple of leaves out of the pool I jumped in and swam a few laps. Satisfied that I had burned off lunch I left the pool. My black hair was long and I scooped it out of my face and towards my back. It hung down past the strap of my bikini top. I retired to a chaise lounge and lay on my belly allowing myself to drip dry in the sun. I undid my top to avoid a tan line.

When I thought of Alex and his unfortunate experiences with girls my heart ached. He deserved so much better. My mind reeled from Mike's admission of his own incestuous past and his revelation that Alex had entertained similar notions about me. I thought of my son. He had been a late bloomer but bloom he did. He was slightly taller than Mike yet not quite as solid. He was quite attractive. Mike was built like a linebacker. Alex more like a swimmer. 

I dozed in the warm sunshine and tried to decide whether I was responsible to give my adult son a positive sexual experience or not. I couldn't believe my husband had suggested it. I couldn't believe I was contemplating it.

Alex burst through the sliding glass door of the house and onto the patio next to the pool. "Mom are you home?"

Absentmindedly I rolled over and sat up. Alex gasped as my bare breasts presented themselves to him. I guess I should have thrown my arm across my chest to hide my naked nipples but I didn't. I gave Alex a wicked grin, "Why don't you change into your suit and join me?"

He peered lustfully at my breasts for a long moment and then screeched, "Okay, Mom."

Giggling I lay on back as he scurried back into the house. A warm breeze blew hot breathes on my nude nipples. They hardened to stone. The warmth I felt in my breasts began to seep thorough by body and radiate wetness in my cunt. I could feel the excitement surging and puffing my pussy lips. My body was naturally preparing itself to receive my lover. 

A sudden glimpse of movement from an upstairs window caught my attention. It was the window at Alex's bedroom. He had brought some kind of black material up to his face. 

"Oh my," I blushed with the realization that Alex had snagged my worn panties from the hamper and was inhaling my woman scent from them. 

Further motion caught my eye. Alex was fisting his cock in his hand. I watched fascinated and confused. I was flattered that the sight of my body could excite my son to such an extent. It dawned on me that Alex knew I was watching him masturbate.

He made no effort to hide it. He wanted me to know what he was doing. He had meant what he had said to his friend. He would fuck me silly if he got the chance.

The question was did I want to give him that chance. I mulled over the possibilities. I tweaked my nipples between my forefingers and thumbs. I emitted a low groan as pleasure pulsated from my breasts tumbled down my tummy to my pussy. 

Panting I shoved my hand down my bikini bottoms. My middle finger split my slobbering slit. I began working my finger in and out of my pussy while pushing my palm down on my clit. I felt the pleasure pressure begin to build in my core. I cooed, "Oooh, that feels so naughty." 

Glassy eyed I glanced up to make sure Alex was watching me. I wanted him to watch. I felt so wicked, so wanton. It was too much. My cunt clutched my fingers in a wet clinch. I arched my back and howled as spasms of ecstasy shot through my essence. White and red lights burst through my buffeted brain. 

After my orgasm spent itself I pulled my drenched hand from my bikini perturbed. I was too embarrassed to look up at Alex. A cavalcade of emotions rushed at me. I felt guilty, wicked and aroused all at the same time. I did up my top and dived into the cool soothing water of the pool.

I surfaced and wiped my hair and water from my eyes. With a splash Alex dove into the water. I made my way to ladder and climbed out of the pool. I peered over my shoulder and caught Alex eyeing me as I snuck a finger along each of my buttocks to force my soggy swimsuit from the crack of my ass.

Alex called as I retreated to the house, "You leaving? I just got in."

"I need to fix supper," was all I could reply. My mind raced with shame, what he must think of his mother.

Upstairs, in the safety of my bathroom, I stripped off my wet bikini and hug it on the shower curtain rod to dry. I caught my reflection in the bathroom mirror. My nipples hardened painfully in the refrigerated air. They begged to be suckled. I gave them a comforting tug. My belly was taut and trembled with desire. My pussy still glistened with excitement and longed to be pleasurably pounded by my lover's pecker.

Fighting the urge to masturbate again I dressed in white short-shorts and a pink t-shirt. Before leaving the bathroom I opened the dirty clothes hamper out of curiosity. Just as I suspected, Alex had returned my black panties coated with his white cum. I let them lay and switched off the bathroom light. I whispered, "Oh Alex, what am I going to do?"

Mike arrived home. He joined Alex in the pool. They dunked each other and rough-housed until I went out to cook pork chops on the grill. Almost as soon as I was outside Alex climbed out of the pool.

Water streamed down his chiseled chest draining onto the concrete as he padded pass me. His wet swim trunks clung to his body hugging his huge cock. He mumbled something about getting his shower.

Later we ate on the patio enjoying the cool of the evening. Mike sat on one side of me and Alex the other. I hadn't put on a bra so my nipples were again hard and tented the flimsy material of my t-shirt. Mike and Alex give my chest sideways glances whenever the other wasn't looking. I rose to clear the table. I watched them in the reflection of the sliding glass door. They ogled the outline of my ass in the short-shorts. I smiled at the reflection they both smiled back at me.

After putting the plates in the kitchen sink I hollered out the door, "I cooked, you two get to clean-up. I'm going to bathe."

To help me relax I lit several aroma-therapy candles as the tub filled with warm water. I piled my long hair on top of my head with a large claw hair clip. I slid beneath the bubbles, "Oh that feels so good."

Mike entered the bathroom after he knocked, "You okay?"

"Sure, Lover. Dishes all done?"

"Mostly, Alex is finishing up. What's going with him? He's been acting strange all evening. He's avoiding you and hardly speaking to me."

"Open the hamper."

Mike lifted the lid to the hamper. The panties that Alex had masturbated into were on top of the other dirty clothes. Mike cocked an eye brow and pulled them from the hamper by the waist band. Alex's cum had semi-dried into white stains on the black material. Mike looked at me. "Is this what I think it is?"

I felt my face and torso flesh red with excitement and embarrassment. I simply nodded.

"You fucked Alex this afternoon before I got home didn't you?"

Mike was grinning ear-to-ear. I shook my head negatively, "My goodness, no."

Puzzled he waved the soiled panties at me, "I don't understand."

"I did do something wicked....something I should be more ashamed of than I am, but I didn't take Alex to bed. I was sunning by the pool when he got home. I raise up he saw my boobs...."

Red faced I studied my painted toe-nails bobbing in the sudsy water. "I didn't try to cover up. In fact I rolled over and put boobs on display for him. I told him to change into his swim trunks and join me. The next thing I know I look up at Alex's bedroom window and he's flogging himself into my panties."

"I see. You shouldn't be embarrassed I sure many sons have taken their mother's panties and beat off into them."

Sighing I continue my confession. "I'm not finished. I don't know what came over me, but I stuck my hand down my bikini bottoms and masturbated too. I masturbated while my son watched. I'm so wicked. I'm a terrible mother, a terrible human being."

Before Mike could say anything I ducked under the water and tried to hide myself beneath the bubbles. I stayed under until I ran out of air. Breeching the water like an orca I splashed water all over the floor and drenched Mike too.

Mike was laughing at my embarrassment. He peeled off his wet t-shirt and stripped his swimming trunks. Stepping into the tub he said, "I'd rather join you in here than get showered out there."

I waited for his reaction to my confession. "You think I'm awful don't you?"

Shaking his head Mike said, "No. I think you're a beautiful sexy woman, a loving loyal wife and a caring concerned mother. I think maybe you were testing the waters."

"Testing the waters?"

"Yeah, a little... you show me yours I'll show you mine action."

"It doesn't bother you that I masturbated in front of our son. I'm his mother."

"No, Miranda it doesn't bother me. I think I'd be bothered more if you hadn't done something, in light of our lunch time conversation. I told you Alex needs to have sexual confidence. Your act of mutual masturbation at least acknowledges that you recognize that need, even its at the subconscious level."

Laughing I splashed Mike with sudsy water. "When did you become such a deep-thinker."

He chuckled then kneaded my breasts gently. He gave my nipples a playful pinch. With other hand he began a submerged attack on my pussy. He slid a finger into me clear to the second knuckle while he pressed his palm against my agitated clit. "You are as wet on the inside as you are on the outside. You do want to fuck Alex, don't you?"

I giggled as Mike's hard cock emerged from beneath the water like a periscope. I began stroking it after I sat up and kissed him. My tongue sought out his and wrestled with it. I broke our kiss and rested my forehead against his. I momentarily watched the big vein in his cock throb with surging blood. I squeezed his cock in my hand.




Summer Fling



"I have so many conflicting emotions right now. I felt so naughty masturbating in front of Alex. And Alex... he was so wanton when he masturbated in front of me. He wanted me to watch what he was doing. He wanted me to know that it was me exciting him so. I felt so desired, so wanted in those moments. Then after I came then he did. I think we were both worse off. I felt ashamed and he must have felt more frustrated."

Mike chuckled, "Now who's the deep-thinker?" He wiggled his finger deep in my pussy.

A surge of pleasure shot to my core and I had to catch my breath. I tugged on his cock a couple of times returning the teasing. "I love Alex and you know I want what's best for him. I agree he needs to have more sexual self-confidence. I also agree that me having sex with him is probably the best way. But..."

Mike pushed down hard on my clit sending pleasure waves pulsating through my inner core. "Ah...oh...ah...Mike...wait...let...me...fin..."

He twisted his knuckle inside my pussy while increasing his palm's pressure on my clit. "Wait for what, Miranda? You don't want to wait to cum, do you?" He pinched my nipple hard.

My groan morphed into a growl with the pleasurable pain the pinch produced. My body shook with spasms of ecstasy as red and white streaks of light streaked across my mind. My whole pelvic contracted and my cunt clutched Mike's finger like it was a lifeline. Water splashed again on the floor from frenzied tide surge created by my contorting body.

I blinked myself back to awareness. Mike was smiling at me as he sat between my legs in the half-empty tub. I puckered my lips and blew air in and out trying to get my breathing back under control.

"You are so beautiful when you cum."

I smiled weakly at Mike as I finally recovered from my orgasm. "What I was going to say, before I was so delightfully interrupted, was that I can't make love to my son in our house. I don't think my mind could handle all the conflicting emotions. The only way I can see it happening is if you stay home and not go to San Diego with Alex and me."

Mike sat back with a blank look on his face. He was thinking and while he thought I continued my line of reasoning.

"I love Alex. I'm his mother and I want to make sure he has all the confidence he needs to make it in the world. The only way I see that happening is if we have the time and the space for a physical relationship to occur naturally. If we aren't careful we might create more problems than we solve."

"What problems?"

"Mike when you had sex with your Aunt, you emotionally held back because you knew that it was simply a physical relationship that had a foreseeable end. So you knew it was a summer time fling. I'm Alex's mother. We already have a love relationship. While he is leaving for college this is still his home, technically he still lives here."

"Okay, I see your point."

"The only way to create that same foreseeable end without emotionally damaging Alex is to make our San Diego vacation his summer time fling. If we don't set boundaries who knows where this might end. He may not try to get a girlfriend in college. So I have to make it clear that sex with me is a onetime thing that will only happen in San Diego. Hopefully he will see the trip to San Diego as special time between mother and son. I think I will."

Mike nodded, "I love you Miranda. I think you have the perfect solution. A summer time fling."

"One more thing, you can't ask me about what happens in San Diego. Nor can you ever speak to Alex about it."

Mike frowned and cocked an eyebrow trying to understand. "I can't go to San Diego and now I'm not allowed to hear about San Diego."

"For your emotional and psychological sake and mine, you can't know about the sex in San Diego. I know you love Alex and I don't want that to change because of some unforeseen jealousy..."

"I won't be jealous."

"Maybe, but I will feel remorseful about cheating on my husband even if it is with my son. I would rather remember San Diego as a guilty pleasure I enjoyed rather than a guilt-ridden experience that drives us apart. Hopefully, Alex will see the trip to San Diego as special one-time event between mother and son. That's how I want to see it."

Mike held up his hand in surrender. "Okay, okay, you win. I'll just spend the week cleaning up the mess at my Brentwood store and...." Mike began stroking his hard cock, "...jerking off."

"Maybe I can give you something to remember while you do." 

I rose from the sitting position and rolled over on my knees. Water and soapy bubbles cascaded off my body and splashed back into the tub. I grabbed the sides of the tub and presented my still excited sex to Mike in a modified doggy position. I gave Mike my come-hither look over my shoulder.

His face was flushed with lust as he studied my pouting pussy. His finger traced the folds of my labia. His nostrils flared primordially as he caught the scent of my amorous aroma mingled with perfumed soap. He sank a finger into me and kissed a butt cheek then bit it. He rose to his knees his cock jutted from him between his legs thick and hard.

I squealed when Mike bit my butt. I squealed again when he penetrated my pussy with his proud pecker and began pounding it with abandon. My breasts swayed back and forth to his ravenous thrusting. I pinched a wobbling nipple.

Mike held my hips firmly as he gunned his cock in and out of me. He cocked throbbed and pulsated against the wet walls of my pussy. Wet flesh on flesh smacks reverberated off the bathroom wall as the water in the tub was stirred in a tempest. He grabbed my wet hair and jerked my head back forcing me to arch my back. Mike forced another inch of cock into my pulverized pussy.

I hissed in pain as my hair was pulled it was over-ridden by the thrill in my cunt as another inch of Mike's cock caressed its velvety wet walls. I could tell by the way Mike was pounding my pussy he was close to climax. I reached between my thighs and began to diddle my clit with voracious delight. 

Without warning Mike slapped my ass harshly. The unexpected sting sent me over the top. My pussy contracted around Mike's cock with a fierce grip of gratification. My cunt began to contort with climatic compressions milking his cock.

"Cum...pussy...cum...good," I stuttered as my body shuttered with satisfaction.

With a final thrust Mike buried his cock deep within my depths. He shot spurt after spurt of his seed deep inside me. He bellowed, "Cumming.....Cumming."

After he was spent his soft dick slid out of me. He plopped back down in the tub. Once again water cascaded over the side. He panted and blew until his breathing returned to normal. "I love you Miranda."

I let him kiss the rising welt on my butt before turning and sitting down in the remaining water of the tub. "I love you too, Mike."

The days leading up to our vacation flew by in a whirlwind. Mike took off work the day before our trip. We spent it making love all over the house in every conceivable position. He even woke me up at three AM the day we were leaving to once again pound my pussy to a pleasurable pulp.

Mike drove Alex and I to the airport. He had convinced Alex that he had to stay and work with the manager of the Brentwood store or dire consequences would ensue. Alex seemed genuinely disappointed that his father wasn't going. He was a good kid. 

While Alex fetched our luggage from the back of our SUV, I gave Mike a good-bye kiss. "Just say the word and I won't go through with it."

He hugged me and whispered in my ear, "I love you Miranda. Our son needs some confidence." Mike pushed me out to arms length and looked deep into my eyes, "Enjoy yourself. I'll be here when you get back."

Mike gave Alex a bear hug and left. "Have a good time. Alex I love you, Son."

We entered the terminal Mike drove away. As we made our way through the airport I made sure to walk in front of Alex. I was traveling in black stretchy work-out pants that hugged by ass. With a mischievous smile I glanced over my shoulder and caught Alex ogling the undulating globes of my butt. 

"Come on Alex we need to get to our gate." 

Turning I gave Alex a full frontal view of my frame and the camel-toe my stretchy pants had created. I giggled out loud as his lust-filled eyes drank in the contours of my outlined cunt. He realized he had been busted. He swallowed audibly as I put a little extra swing into my sway after turning to lead the way again.

The flight was uneventful and I napped for most of it. Mike's amorous intercourse with me the night before had left me exhausted. Once we arrived I rented a car and drove to condo located in Mission Beach section of San Diego. 

The two bedroom town house condo was right on the beach. I ordered a pizza for delivery. I was too tired to go grocery shopping and it would give us chance to unpack and settle in. The condo had two bedrooms. I took the master bedroom with the king-size bed that overlooked the beach. Alex took the smaller bedroom that overlooked the street.

The pizza arrived and we ate on the patio just outside the living room. We watched the last of surfers call it a day as the sun set into the ocean.

"Isn't beautiful?" I observed.

"Yeah, it's too bad Dad couldn't see it. I know he was looking forward to this trip."

I smiled at my sensitive son. "Yes, your father loves us very much and sacrifices so much for us. We need to honor his gift to us by enjoying it."

A full moon had risen over the city and was reflecting off the ocean. I suggested that we go for a walk along the beach. Other couples were already on the beach walking hand in hand. We walked along the water's edge. The waves rushed in and out in a relaxing rhythm. We walked in silence just enjoying the comforting closeness of each other.

Looking up to the six-foot frame of my son I asked, "How come you quit dating?"

"I don't know I'm not very good around girls. I say the wrong thing or do the wrong thing. Every time I've tried to get close to a girl it's ended in catastrophe." His grin illuminated the darkness, "Besides none of the girls I know can compare to you, Mom."

I stopped and faced him. I reached up and pushed an errant hair from his face. Then I stroked his cheek and said, "Oh, Alex how I do love you."

We started back down the beach to the condo. A cool breeze came off the ocean. My nipples harden from the night air and the nearness of my son. Goose bumps rose on my arms and I vigorously rubbed them with my hands trying to chase them away. "I'm cold."

Alex put his arm around me. He brushed my breast as he pulled me closer feeling the hardness of my nipple. His warmth was like an aphrodisiac fueling my sexual desire. He slid his hand down to my hip and I slipped my arm around his waist in turn. 

We had almost reached the condo. He snuck his hand from my hip to the cheek of my ass. Because I didn't protest the location of his hand, Alex palmed my tight ass like he would a basketball. We reached the light of the patio Alex quickly took his hand off of me. We went inside. Alex tried to hide it but I caught sight of his huge bulge straining against his zipper.

Before going up to my room to take a shower and go to bed I stood on my tip-toes and gave Alex a quick peck on the lips. I smiled at the surprised look on his face and said, "Good night Baby-boy."

Alex awoke before I did the next morning and went down to the local coffee shop for bangles and espresso. We ate on the patio watching the early morning surfers hanging ten before they had to get to work. Alex watched them scurry on the beach and in the waves for a bit. He said, "They look like penguins in their wetsuits."

Giggling in agreement I suggested we go grocery shopping before we hit the beach. The condo had no food and now seemed like a good time. I ran upstairs and hurriedly changed. 

I had butterflies in my stomach like a school girl trying to impress the popular guy at school. I slid my white short-shorts up over my hips. I was just wearing a thong so the seam of the shorts immediately invaded my slit and the crease of my ass. 

My boobs didn't require a bra so I slipped on a white blouse with material thin enough to reveal my dark areolas yet thick enough not to be pornographic. I put on roman wedge sandals whose leather straps wound around my calf to my knee. I pulled my long hair into a practical pony tail. I grinned wickedly at my reflection in the mirror pleased with my cock-teasing appearance. The wedge heels really caused my butt and boobs to stick out. 

Alex lagged behind me pushing the shopping cart the whole time we were in the grocery store. I pretended to read the labels on cans while stealing sideways glances at my son. I grinned to myself as he lustily studied my sexy silhouette like he was memorizing it for an exam. I'd shake my head put the can back on the shelf then shake my ass down the aisle. I could hear Alex's sharp intake of breath over the squeak of the cart wheels each time I repeated the maneuver.

No longer able to hide his hard-on with the shopping cart in the check-out lane Alex's face flushed red. I reached up and patted his cheek letting my breast brush against his arm I said, "Alex, are you okay?"

"Yeah," he croaked.

He carried the plastic bags of groceries to conceal his excitement. I wiggled my ass in front of him across the parking lot. Once the groceries were inside the car I asked him to help me put the top of the convertible up. He fumbled with the latches while stealing glances down my top. 

I had Alex drive to the condo. I scooted next to him on the seat and absently ran my fingers through the back of his hair. Goose bumps sprang up on his neck and down his arms making me smile.

After he pulled into the parking lot at the condo I leaned over to Alex. My breast rested on his arm. My nipple was so hard I could have tattooed my name into his bicep with it. I stuck my tongue into his ear then huffed with a breathy whisper, "I love you, Alex."

With ragged breath Alex gripped the steering wheel so hard his knuckles turned white. He closed his eyes just as tight and bit his lip to keep from moaning. His erection danced like a fire hose as he spurted cum into his trousers. Spent he groaned and dropped his head to the steering wheel.

"Bring the groceries in you, won't you Baby-boy?" I sauntered into the condo.

I heard Alex putting away the groceries downstairs in the kitchen while I slipped into my green bikini in my bedroom. I resisted the temptation to finger myself to my own orgasm. I stood bare-breasted before the mirror. I took a nipple between my forefinger and thumb and dialed it like a padlock. I hissed from the pleasurable pain.

"Well, Miranda. You sure are a naughty girl." I said to my reflection.

Reluctantly I tied up my top. I slipped a green half sarong around my hips and tied it. My pussy was damp with anticipation and the material of my swimsuit clung to it. The folds of my labia were clearly outlined. Instinctively I traced a finger up and down my slit.

I whispered, "That's where I want my Baby-boy to put his Big-man cock. When are you going to make your move Alex?"

He had changed into to board-shorts and was waiting for me with a beach blanket and towels when I came down the stairs. He whistled and then said, "You're one hot mama."

Laughingly I kissed his cheek and lead him out of the house down to the beach. We claimed our spot with our beach blanket. Alex rented a boogie board and we took turns playing in the surf with it. I soon tired and went back to our beach blanket. I lay on my belly and watched Alex skim the surf.

He had grown into a handsome young man. He looked solid and muscular without his shirt on. Alex joined me just as a pretty girl in a skimpy pink bikini meandered by and gave him a flirty hello. Alex mumbled a greeting. 

"Pretty girl," I observed, "why don't you go talk to her?"

Alex shrugged, "I don't know what to say to her." He watched miserably as the girl continued her promenade down the beach.

I lay my head down on my arms and sighed. My husband was right my son needed confidence if he was going to make it in the world. I also knew he would have to make the first sexual advance to gain that confidence. I just didn't know how much more teasing I could do to Alex before I gave-in to my own lustful desires and made the move on him. That of course would be pleasurable but counterproductive.

We spent most of the day at the beach until our hunger drove us home. Alex grilled steaks on the patio while I fixed the rest of our supper in the kitchen. We were hungry so we ate with little fanfare like ravenous sailors. We decided to go miniature golfing after supper.

I was wearing a baby blue button down blouse I left the tail out and tied it just beneath my braless boobs. Of course my nipples hardened in the cool night air. My pleated white mini-skirt was extremely short and when I bent over my putter to tap the golf ball my panties were visible.

Alex was uncomfortable for most of the game. He each time his cock deflated enough for him to adjust it discreetly in his pants I would fawn over him or show him my cleavage.

"Goody!" I exclaimed and bent all the way over to retrieve my golf ball from the 18th hole. 

I felt my skirt riding up. I looked up between my legs to make sure Alex was watching me. I was pleased that he was. I caught his eye with mine and smile impishly at him.

With the game finally over we got back in the car to leave. Alex opened the passenger side door for me. I touched his hand and said, "I had good time, Son."

"Me to Mom," He touched my cheek then his hand moved to behind my neck. Slowly he pulled my face to his, my lips to his. He had made his move.

"Take me home, Alex." I huffed breathless.

We arrived at the condo and hurried inside. Alex hadn't said a word and I tried to read his thoughts by the look on his face but couldn't. In the living room I stopped. I reached up and stroked Alex's face. "You okay, Baby-boy?"

"Yeah, are you mad at me, Mom?"

"Mad, no, for what? Kissing me?"

Silently he shook his head. 

"Alex, in case you hadn't caught on I wanted you to kiss me. I've been slinging my ass at you all day. I love you and I want to make love to you Alex."

He kissed my again. His tongue penetrated my parted lips and probed for mine. His hand was squeezing my breast like it was ripe melon ready to be picked. 

I broke our kiss and pushed Alex back to arm's length. I untied the tail of my shirt and unbuttoned it. I dropped it on the floor Alex's eyes were wide with excitement. I moved back into his arms and kissed him with passionate affection. 

He kissed my lips, my cheek, my neck and my breasts. He took a nipple in his mouth and sucked on it until I threw my head back cried out in ecstasy.

Taking his hand I led Alex upstairs to the master bedroom. I kicked off my shoes and unzipped my mini-skirt it fell to the floor next to my shoes. I stood before my son in just my white panties which were soaked with my lust. 

I began undressing him. I undid a button on his shirt and gave him kiss. I repeated the process, undo a button, kiss, he squeezed my butt in between kisses. I dropped to my knees and unsnapped his shorts. I looked up to his lust filled eyes at the look of disbelief on his face. Smiling wickedly at Alex, I unzipped his shorts and they fell to his feet. He stepped out of them. 

His cock was huge and hard. He groaned as I kissed the head of it. Before I could take it my mouth Alex began to cum. He hissed as I pointed his spurting cock at my tits. Rope after rope of cum spewed all over them. 

Alex staggered back spent and ashamed, "I'm sorry Mom. I'm sorry."

Popping up off the floor I kissed his cheek, "Don't be sorry, Baby-boy. I'm surprised you lasted as long as you did the way I've been teasing you. It's okay because when you get in my pussy you'll last a good long time."




Summer Fling



I pushed him on to the bed pleased to see that his cock was still hard. I picked up Alex's shirt and wiped his cum from my breasts. I peeled my panties off and dropped them on Alex's face. I laughed as Alex picked them up, studied them and then inhaled my fragrance. 

"I love you, Mom. You are so sexy."

Crawling on the bed I took his huge, hard cock in my mouth it was like sucking on the bottom end of a soda bottle. Alex jumped and moaned as I darted my tongue into his piss hole. I was rewarded with the salty remains of spent semen. I licked the entire shaft. It throbbed and twitched in response. 

I straddle Alex's torso and fed his monster cock into my wet hungry hole. I gasped as his girth stretched the walls of my pussy. I impaled myself upon it. Soon I was fully seated on his cock. It was a tight fit. I was sure I could feel blood coursing through the big vein that ran the length of his shaft from inside my cunt.

"So...big...so...hard...Mama...loves... your cock...Baby-boy."

Alex reached up and caressed my breasts. Squeezing them and pinching my nipples. I cried out protesting the pleasurable pain. He grew more confident and slapped my ass demanding satisfaction.

I slowly slide up his shaft until his massive member almost fell out of me. I groaned. Then I slid down his cock until it was again fully engulfed in by my saturated snatch. I repeated the process picking up speed with each completed cycle. Soon I was bouncing up and down on my son's cock like a cowboy at a rodeo.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," I hissed. 

Diddling my clit I felt the pressure in my pussy begin to build. The faster I bounced the faster I diddled. Pinching my exposed clit while Alex pinched my nipples pushed the release valve of orgasm. I sat up right as my entire pelvic contracted. My pussy convulsed around Alex's cock.

I threw back my head and howled, "Al-lex." Red and white light shot across the over-pleasured sensors of my brain. My whole body trembled with tonic release. 

My contacting clutching cunt was more than Alex could take. He gripped my hips and pushed me down on his cock while he pushed his pelvic upward. He shot his load of cum deep into my depths. 

"Cum...cum."

When he was fully spent he released his grasp on me. I fell across his chest. We both panted like we had just run a marathon. As my breath became more controlled I kissed his ear, small little love kisses.

"Mama, loves her Baby-boy," I whispered.

Alex finally softened and I slid off of him. Cuddling next to him I basked in our postcoital warmth. He immediately reached for my breast and squeezed it before gently dialing my nipple. 

"I love you, Mom. I love you so much."

I lifted my head off of Alex's chest and rested it in my upturned hand. My elbow was crooked against the mattress. My son continued to caress my breast. I enjoyed the excitement he stoked inside me.

"Alex, you need to understand something. I love you but this is a one shot deal. I will make love to you the whole time we are in San Diego. Anywhere and any position you want to try. But after we leave it is not going to happen again."

He stopped playing with my breast. He looked hurt and confused. "Why?"

I leaned down and kissed him. "Alex, I love you. You are a great lover. You have given me great gratification. I look forward to enjoying the passionate pleasure we can give each other."

"I love you too, Mom. I want to make love again. I never felt such happiness, such pleasure."

Once again I kissed him. "You're going to college when we get back home. I love your father and I'm afraid if we try to continue this affair after we go back home it will destroy our marriage."

His eyes reflected mature understanding. "So this is just a summer fling for us?"

Smiling I kissed him again, "I hope its more than that. I know I'll look at our time in San Diego as special time. It will be something that will only be between you and me that I will always treasure."

Alex rolled over and mounted me. His cock was as hard and thick as tree branch. "I understand Mom. I love you."

Taking his cock in my hand I guided into my pussy. I kissed Alex. My tongue explored his mouth as he slowly glided his cock into my quaking quim. "Fuck me, Baby-boy. Fuck me hard."

Without further encouragement Alex began to pound my pussy to a pleasure pulp. Each stroke of his magnificent manhood marvelously nailed my ass to the mattress. His rapid fire thrusts made me huff with exhilarated ecstasy.

I slapped his ass and commanded, "harder, faster, Alex."

Again and again Alex rocketed his cock into me. I felt the wellspring of orgasm begin to build. I slid my hand down my trembling tummy to my super sensitive clit. I dwaddled it while Alex machine gunned my cunt.

He buried himself into clear to the hilt. I could feel his cum coating my cunt. Spurt after glorious spurt shot from his cock. His pubic bone pressed against my fingers pushing them hard against my clit. 

"Fill Mommy's pussy with cum Baby."

I rolled my eyes threw back my head and screamed like an animal. The most extreme orgasm ripped through my body. Red and white rockets burst like fireworks before fading to black as my over-sexed consciousness surrendered to the ultimate satisfaction. 

Alex stirred me back to awareness with little kisses to my ear. He whispered, "Mom, are you alright? Did I hurt you?"

I smiled up weakly at him and patted his taut butt. "I'm fine. Never better. That was so intense. I love you, Alex."

"I love you too Mom."

We spent the rest of week laying on the beach and making love. My son left for college with the confidence of a sexual titan. It was a summer fling I would always warmly remember.



Summer Fling



I would like to thank woodlands1946 for taking the time to review my story.

All characters are 18 years or older.

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"Ok Mom. I've got all my stuff packed." I said as I made my way to the steps. I could tell my mom wasn't happy about my decision to spend my summer vacation with my father and step-mom in Indiana. But I was now 18, and I think she was worried I would just move out there to live if she made a big of fuss about it. You see, my parents divorced back when I was 12, and from what Mom had told me she caught dad having an affair.

That's why Mom didn't care for Dad now, and I did my best not to show my excitement.  I was especially over anxious to meet my step-mom for the first time.  I had never met her since Mom was dead set against me visiting Dad. But from the pictures I had seen of her, she was a total fox. One photo, in particular, would cause my dick to twitch every time I looked at it. It was a picture of them standing arm in arm on a beach. Dad was in red swim trunks and Bethany, my step mom, had on this super sexy hot pink bikini. I swear it barely covered her perky sizeable breasts. The material was so thin it was easy to make out her huge areolas as they jutted out from the fabric. Bethany looked much younger than Dad in the photo and had long black hair.  Her eyes were brown, and her lips were full. I'm not sure of her height yet, but her head was just about to my dad's shoulder.

I never could understand why Dad would have an affair since my mother is the sexiest 42-year-old woman I know. Mom is about 5'2 and a slim build. Her chest size isn't as large as Bethany's; she's about a C cup. Her hair is straight, blonde, and just below her shoulders. Her eyes are blue, and like Bethany she has full lips.

From time to time, as Mom cleaned and moved around the house, my eyes would catch her firm and circular bum as she bent over. This would always cause a rise in my shorts.  I would even on occasion wonder what she would do if I just reached out and grabbed her ass. I never considered my erotic thoughts of Mom nasty, or thought of it as improper getting turned on by my own mother. She limited my dating experiences so as to be virtually nonexistent. So my only relief would be to jerk off to images of her as I laid in bed. 

"You are sure you packed your underwear and socks" I heard from the other room.

"Yes I'm sure. Mom, when are you going to treat me like an adult. I am 18 now." I said in a huffy voice.

"Never... You're always going to be my little boy and there's nothing you can say or do to change that."

I just rolled my eyes and made my way to the car. I opened the trunk and tossed my luggage inside. Just then I felt a soft hand upon my shoulder.

"I'm sorry Tyler. I know you're an adult now. I'll just have to accept the fact that my little boy has grown up."

I could see Mom's eyes tearing up which made me turn and give her a big hug. She wasted no time embracing me tightly, and I could feel her soft breasts press firmly against my chest. My dick began to strain against my blue jeans as we held our embrace for more than the usual time. Quickly, I broke away before it was evident I was getting hard.

"You want me to drive Mom." I said when I noticed her tear filled eyes.

"Yes I think that would be best." 

As we drove toward the airport, I could see Mom getting more and more depressed, so I tried to say something to make her feel better.

"Mom... It's only for the summer" 

"I know sweetie. It's just that I've never been alone before."

"You know I'm only a phone call away." 

Mom just smiled and patted my leg.

Leaving Mom behind was harder than I thought, and we hugged one last time before I got on the plane. However, once again, I became aware of Mom's breasts as they squished between us and sent my dick into full hardness. Then I felt this strong urge to lower my hands down and grab her ass. Thankfully, Mom pulled away before I could actually act on my perverted impulse.

The flight to Dads wasn't long, and I was greeted by him and Bethany.

Holy fuck! I thought. Bethany was even younger and sexier than the photos I'd seen.

Dad gave me a hug, and so did Bethany. And once again, my dick went stiff when her wonderful jugs pressed into me.

As we walked around to the luggage area and then to the car, I couldn't stop myself from watching Bethany's ass as it swayed from side to side. The tight white pants she wore showed off her sexy firm bum beautifully. Like when I hugged Mom for the last time. I wanted to reach out and take hold of her marvelous ass in both my hands and just squeeze.

You're one horny dude today. I thought to myself as we finally reached Dad's car.

The ride to Dad's house was long but the conversation never hit a low. As Dad drove, Bethany and I talked, and I had been right about her age. I was shocked when I found out she was only six years older than me. 

Once at the house, Dad unloaded the car while Bethany showed me around. I knew Dad did well in business but never thought he would own such a sizeable house. The downstairs had a large dining and living room along with a recreation room in the back of the house. The kitchen had a white tile floor with tan granite tops and bar stools around an eating area. The upstairs was just as impressive with a master bed & bath and three bedrooms that had their own private bathrooms. Bethany then took me outside behind the house and showed me the concrete patio that surrounded a large in ground pool and hot tub. Behind the pool were many mature trees and a lush green lawn. The entire yard was enclosed by a tall, white privacy fence.

Dad met us in the backyard, and we sat on the patio talking some more before calling it a night.

Dad showed me to my room and said, "Goodnight son. I hope you enjoy your visit."

"I'm sure I will."

After Dad left, I sat beside the bed and called Mom to tell her I made it ok, and that I missed her. Mom expressed how she missed me also and asked about Bethany. I didn't want Mom to get upset once more so I played it down saying how she looked plain and didn't bother to mention how young she was. We talked for another ten minutes and then said goodnight. I promised to call her again soon.

I didn't feel like looking for my pj's so I just stripped naked and turned off the light.  I then crashed onto the bed and looked up at the dark ceiling and pictured Bethany's ass swaying in those tight white pants until I feel asleep.

When morning came I had a raging boner. Bethany's sweet ass was still dancing in my brain. 

Well there's only one thing I can do. I thought to myself and headed for the shower. As the hot water washed over my back, I jerked my cock to Bethany's sultry image. I was just about to blow my load when I heard. "Oh I'm so sorry." Being startled, I turned towards the glass doors and with my stiff cock still in my hand saw Bethany standing there looking down at my rod holding a bunch of towels. 

Seeing Bethany staring at my cock caused me to explode. My cum plastered all over the glass door, and I heard Bethany say, "Oh!", before she quickly turned and rushed out. I felt embarrassed by what had happened, but also excited. Quickly, I dried myself off and dressed. I figured I should apologize for what I did and went in search of Bethany. She was in the kitchen cooking breakfast and I immediately told her I was sorry.

"No I'm sorry Tyler. I shouldn't have entered your room like that. I was in a daze and didn't realize you were taking a shower and um... you know... relieving yourself."

"That's ok. I was kind of in a daze myself." I chuckled. Hoping that would break the tension I felt now between us.

"Missing your girlfriend back home?" Bethany questioned.

"Um... No I don't have a girlfriend. Mom was kind of strict about me dating. She thought it would have interfered with my schoolwork.

"Oh that's too bad." 

"I was actually thinking about this new girl I met. I can't seem to shake her from my mind."

"Well I hope she knows how you feel about her."

"I think she does now." I said.

Bethany stopped cooking and just stood there looking at the frying pan.

Oh shit I went too far. I thought 

Think idiot, think before she says something. 

"So where is Dad?"

"Uh... Oh... your father already went to work. Take a seat as these are just about finished."

"You didn't have to make me breakfast."

"I don't mind. Besides I don't like eating alone." 

Bethany and I ate and talked for about an hour. She told me how Dad had been leaving early and staying late at work for the last couple of months.

When we finished, I offered to wash the dishes but Bethany sent me on my way. I went into the living room and turned the television on. I wasn't aware that Bethany finished the dishes and changed until she came into the room wearing her little bikini.  My mouth watered as I gazed at her beautiful half naked figured and could feel my cock stiffening in my pants.

"If you need anything I'll be out back laying in the sun." Bethany said as she walked away shaking her barely covered ass.

Quickly, I went up to my room and peeked out the window. I couldn't believe my luck when I saw Bethany lying next to the pool with her marvelous ass sticking up. My hand went to my cock, which was already stiff, and I fondled it until I noticed her move and hid myself from view. I waited a couple of seconds and steadily peered out the window once more. She was now laying on her back with a pair of dark sunglass that made it impossible for me to tell if she could see me spying on her. I stood there and jerked off wishing I could run my hands over those wonderful tits until I came. 

Cleaning myself up, I went back to the living room and watched TV until Beth was finished tanning.

"So you feel like seeing some sights." She asked.

Yeah that sounds like a great idea."

Beth went and changed coming back wearing a pair of faded blue jeans and a tight white tee shirt. I couldn't help but lock my eye onto her breast when I noticed her nipples pressing hard against the shirt.

"Hey... Eyes up here." She said laughingly.

"Oh sorry." I replied feeling my face blush.

"You young men are all like. Only thinking of one thing."

"Well it's hard not to when your step-mom is a hottie."

Beth gave me a skeptical look and chuckled before asking if I was ready.

I sprang up, and we headed out the door.

Time seemed to fly by as she showed me around town, and I thoroughly enjoyed being with her. I wished it didn't have to end, but we had to make it home before Dad arrived so Beth could make supper.

Beth was a great cook, and I complimented her as we all sat and ate dinner. Dad asked what I did for the day and told him about Beth and I sight seeing. He explained what Beth had already told me about working late and wished he could take some time off. However, his deadline made it impossible to do so. Bethany spoke up and said how she didn't mind keeping me company, and I felt pleased hearing that.

After dinner, we all went out back to the patio and made more small talk as Dad and Bethany enjoyed a glass of wine. I was feeling tired and excused myself saying I had to call Mom before going to sleep.

Mom seemed a little upset when I went over what we had done so far out here and questioned me more about Bethany. It was getting harder for me to disguise my true feelings for her and exactly how hot she really was. I think Mom saw through my attempt, but didn't let on when we said goodbye.

The next couple days were just like my first. Beth would lay out; I would jerk off, and we could go sight-seeing until Dad came home at night. Then came the morning Beth was tanning, and I noticed her hand leisurely go between her legs and lightly tickle her pussy through her bikini bottoms. My mouth dropped along with my pants and I stroked my cock feverishly to the sight before my eyes. I was just about to explode when Bethany suddenly stopped and lifted her glasses. I stood frozen when I saw her looking up at my window.

To my amazement, she quickly went back to rubbing herself, but also moved her other hand to a breast, playing with her nipple through the bikini top. I could see by her expression she was getting into it until the phone rang. Bethany fixed herself and went inside to answer the phone. I was way too close to shooting at that point, and finished myself off in the bathroom.

"That was your father. He's working late tonight so it will just be us at dinner." I heard Bethany yell.

"Oh ok." I responded as I cleaned myself up.

I went back downstairs to find Bethany in the kitchen sipping a glass of ice tea. She asked if I wanted a glass. I nodded yes while taking a seat at the table. She rose and went to the fridge. I couldn't take my eyes of her sexy figure and hoped I would get another chance to see her masturbate. However, Beth caught me gawking when she looked over her shoulder and smile.

"Jesus Tyler you would swear you never seen a woman in a bikini before."

"Well not one with such a sexy body." I said.

"My god, I think we need to find you a girlfriend." Bethany laughingly said.

So as we sat and drank our tea, Bethany came up with a plan for the rest of the day. She and I would go to the public pool. Beth figured I would be able to meet girls my age and just maybe hit it off with one of them. In reality, I wanted to go back to seeing her tickle her twat and was kind of surprised it was never mentioned.

Maybe she didn't see me? 

Bethany changed into a black slim summer dress and drove us to the pool. Once inside, we found a grassy spot, and she laid out a towel and pulled the dress over her head revealing a different swimsuit. This one was a red one piece that was more conservative. It still showed off her sexy figure and accented her gorgeous ass. However, it covered most of her bum unlike the bikini did.

"We'll... get going. I see a lot of sexy girls for you to meet." Beth said, pointing to the pool.

I did try to make some small talk and introduced myself to most of the girls who were there. Nevertheless, being a stranger I didn't have much luck. Either they already had a boyfriend or questioned me about the girl I kept staring at.

It seemed out of all the girls here. Bethany still had my eye, and I couldn't hide the fact.

I was just about to give up when Bethany waved me to come over and noticed a girl about my age next to her.

"Tyler this is Heather." Bethany said.

Heather was a very nice-looking girl with long chestnut hair and hazel eyes. She was about as tall as me and had a slim figured. Her little perky tits were jutting out of her black one piece, and I just smile and shook her hand.

It turned out that Bethany and Heather knew each other from the neighborhood, and Bethany had explained to her how I didn't know anyone yet.

The rest of the day was spent talking with Heather and her friends. Bethany came up to us and said she had more things to do. She then asked Heather if she could give me a ride back home, which Heather simply replied. "No problem."

It was almost dark when we left the pool, but Heather and her friends also had plans for the night. They asked if I wanted to join in and I was more than willing agree.

Heather dropped me off at home, and I told Bethany about going to the drive-in with Heather and her gang. I ate something quickly and changed clothes. My lusting over Bethany seemed diminished, and I was now interested in seeing what might happen with Heather.

I heard a car horn "beep" and said goodbye to Bethany.

"Don't stay out too late." I heard as I closed the door.

The drive-in was ok, but nothing advanced any further with Heather and I. Even after I tried some of my slick moves. It appeared friends were all she was looking for. So I did my best not to show my disappointment as we watched the movie.

After the movie, the group wanted to do more stuff, but I just was getting bored and asked to go home. So Heather dropped me off before they headed onto their next night adventure.

The house was quiet, and I figured dad and Bethany would be sleeping so I went into the kitchen to get a glass of ice tea. However, as I poured the glass, I heard bare feet walking across the tile floor and turned around.

Holy Fuck! I thought as Bethany walked towards me wearing a sheer milky sleep shirt that clearly showed her naked breast and white bikini panties underneath.

"Oh sorry for the intrusion." Bethany said as she sat upon a chair closest to the refrigerator.

I couldn't take my eyes off her and actually muttered some words that didn't even make sense. Bethany just chuckled and said.

"Tyler does this outfit bother you?"

"Huh?... Oh... hell no... I think you look super hot."

"At least someone in the house noticed. Your father didn't even take a second look and went right to sleep."

"I can tell you I won't be getting much sleep now." 

Bethany blushed after I said that, and she changed the subject.

"So how did your night with Heather go?"

I sat next to Bethany and told her how the night went and how nothing happened.

"Oh sorry Tyler. I thought you two hit if off this afternoon."

"So did I." 

"There's always tomorrow." Bethany said and rose up from her chair.

"I guess you're right."

Again, Bethany chuckled and leaned in and pecked my cheek.

"Goodnight." She said and walked away shaking her gorgeous ass.

"Goodnight." I replied and added. "Thanks for the memories."

Bethany glanced over her shoulder and smiled as she gave her ass a little shake for me.

That night as I jerked off to the Image of Bethany in her night attire, and wished I had taken things further.  

Maybe that's why she came downstairs. I thought. 

I mean why else would she walk in only wearing that outfit? "You fucking idiot!" I said to myself. 

If another opportunity arises, I'm going for it. 

The next day started off the same. Dad left early; Beth made breakfast, and we sat talking about general things until Bethany brought up my mother. She seemed interested in asking me peculiar questions. She wanted to know if my mother looked her age, and if I thought, she was sexy. The questions embarrassed me, but I answered as truthfully as I could. Beth stopped talking and seemed lost in thought when I inquired about her family. Even so, I wasn't as blunt as she was and kept my questions simple, such as what do her parents did for a living? It turned out her mom had passed away, and her father remarried a much younger woman. I could tell by Bethany's voice, she didn't care much for her new step-mom but also detected some jealousy.

After we ate, I went into the living room and once again turned on the tube. Bethany finished the dishes and again changed into her tiny bikini.  However, this time she asked if would like to lie outside with her.

Of course, I agreed and went to change into a pair of swimming trunks.

When I made it to the backyard, Bethany had moved another folding recliner next to hers, and she was already lying on her back with those dark glasses on.

Standing next to the vacant recliner I said. "Is this spot taken" and chuckled.

"No it's all yours. I think you'll like it better than your window seat."

"Oh you saw that?"

Bethany lightly laughed and just nodded her head.

I felt my face blushing as I sprawled out on the chair.

As we soaked up the sun, I made some light conversation hoping it would keep her off the topic of my watching her in self-pleasure.  However, I was caught off guard when she forwardly asked.

"So Tyler, are you still a virgin?"

"Hugh... Umm. Well, kind of."

Bethany rose up on her elbows and looked at me puzzled. "Kind of?" How can you be kind of?"




Summer Fling



"I had a girl make me um... cum by jerking me off before." I replied.

Bethany laughed loudly by my comment and said. "So you're still a virgin then."

Her laughing irked me and I felt myself become brave and daring.

"I think you need more lotion on your skin." I blurted out, hoping it would cut her laughing short.

"You think so?" Bethany replied and reached for the bottle. However, I got to it first and sat up.

"I'll put it on for you."

Bethany paused for a moment before replying "Ok". She then sat up leaving me room to tuck behind her. I straddled the chair with my legs and sat down behind Bethany.

I saw her looking over her shoulder as I applied a generous amount of lotion to my hands. But the lotion felt real slick, and asked what this was.

"It's baby oil and iodine silly. It helps me get the most out of my tanning time."

"Oh..."I replied, but her calling me silly only irked me more.

Silly am I? A virgin am I? I thought and grew more brazen as I slowly massaged the slick oil into her shoulder blades.

I was in no rush to complete my task and enjoyed how her soft skin felt on my palms as I rubbed my way down her back adding more oil as I went.

It was more of a seducing massage then applying lotion, and we both were getting into it. My dick was pressing hard against the inside of my shorts now and when I traced my hands lightly up her spine, I heard a low sigh.

I added more oil, and massaged where her shoulders met her neck. Bethany lowered her head forward and eased herself back until her slick skin was pushing into my chest.

"Like that?" I asked.

"Oh yes. It feels wonderful. It's so relaxing."

"Then let's get more comfortable." I said, quickly getting up and repositioned the recliner to add a backrest. I then sat back down with my legs spread over the chair but pulled Bethany close until her ass was right against my hard groin. I could feel the crack of her butt slide against my cock as she rested her back on my chest once again. I held her shoulders and eased both of us backwards until I was against the backrest.

"Oh yes..." Bethany purred when I went back to rubbing the oil on her lower neck. I heard low whimpers and saw her clutch the side of the chair as I slowly maneuvered my hand forward and was now rubbing the front of her shoulder blades and across the top of her chest.

My cock was at full hardness and oozing precum as I eased my hand lower. I stopped just above her breasts and worked back towards her upper arms.

"I think this might be feeling too good." Bethany said and wiggled her ass against my stiff cock."

"I think it's just fine." I replied and leaned forward kissing the nape of her neck while I squeezed her upper arms.

"Oh... Tyler... I don't think your father would approve of this." She softy moaned.

"Shhh... It's ok. Just a friendly massage." I whispered back into her ear as my hands rubbed down her arms and across her tummy. I continued to lightly kiss her neck as my hands rubbed in circles on her stomach. Bethany's breathing became heavier, and I knew she was getting as turned on as I was. I went for broke and leisurely inched my hands higher up her front until they were lightly touching the underside of her wonderful breasts. Bethany didn't stop me, so I proceed further and hooked my thumbs under her bikini top slowly pulling it up and off. However, when my palms touched her bare breast, I heard her mumble.  

"I think this is more than a friendly massage." 

"Shhh... relax. I know you're enjoying this," I said boldly and rubbed my hands playfully across her bosoms. I kept rubbing my finger around her areolas until her nipples became super hard. I could hear her panting now, and I pushed my stiff cock harder against her ass as I squeezed her globes.

"Tyler... Oh Tyler. Too far... This is too far..." I heard her plead, but I ignored it and lowered my left hand down past her tummy and palmed her bikini covered mound.

Her body shivered when I touched her sacred spot, and she let out a louder moan.

I rubbed my hand up and down on her covered pussy and could feel her getting wetter with every stroke. Her moans became more frequent, and her ass was now lifting off the recliner meeting my every stroke.

"You like this don't you." I said as I pressed my fingers tight against her pussy and pushed the material into her slit.  

"Oh... yes... but we have to stop." Bethany barely whispered as I pushed my hand harder and faster against her covered mound. I felt her hard clit against my fingers.

My precum soaked cock was sliding up and down her crack as her own body was bucking and pushing against my fingers. 

It's was now or never.  I thought and quickly slipped my hand inside her bikini bottoms until I had three fingers inside her soaked cunt.

"Oh Tyler!... Jesus!... Oh..." Bethany wailed and thrashed around as I finger fucked her and pinched her hard nipple. She was super hot and so was I. Fucking her was my only thought now. As her cunt thrust hard against my finger, I momentarily stopped playing with her chest and struggled to lower my shorts. Bethany's ass smashing against my groin made it almost impossible to do, but I managed to free my manhood and slid my bare cock against her covered ass. 

My cock begged to touch bare skin, and I tried to ease her bottoms down as I kept fucking her hard with my fingers. However, before I could get them lowered, Bethany grabbed my invading hand and held it in place as her cunt tightened around my fingers. Then she made a strange groaning sound.

I had never felt a woman orgasm before, and I was astonished by it. I didn't have a chance to stop Bethany when she released her grip on my hand and rose from the chair.

Now I was looking up at her as she gazed upon my exposed hard dick.

"Thank you. Now it's your turn." she said as she picked up the oil and slicked up her hands. Sitting back down facing me with her legs spread across the chair, she grasped my stiff rod and stroked it vigorously. I was already very close to shooting my load, and it didn't' take long before my cum was flying all over the chair, us, and the patio.

Bethany smiled, rose up and said. "I think that will hold you for a while." And walked back into the house.

I fixed my shorts and went inside to change and when I came back downstairs I found Bethany in the living room waiting for me.

"Tyler. Please, come here. I think we need to talk."

"Ok," I said and sat next to her.

"I think what we did was a mistake. We can't do that again. Even though your father has been neglecting me for some time. It was wrong for me to let us do that."

"But...," I started to say. Bethany cut me off and once more said I should find a girl my own age. I unwillingly agreed, and we talked again how I could meet some girls. This time the local mall was the target so Bethany took me there while she did some shopping of her own.

The mall was packed with people, and I managed to actually meet a couple of girls. Katie seemed to take an interest in me, and in no time we made plans to meet up later and go to a dance hall. I gave her my address and number and went searching for Bethany. Of course, the place I found her was in Victoria Secrets, and she was right in the middle of holding up a pair of black lacy thong panties.

Man I would love to see her in those.  I thought

Bethany turned around still holding the panties up and noticed me just standing there.

"So what do you think about these."

"You are kidding me? You even have to ask?"

"I thought you would say something like that." Bethany laughingly said.

I explained what had happened and what I was going to do later with the girls as Bethany glanced over a couple more sexy panties.

"So maybe tonight you'll score Tyler." Bethany said as she walked up to the cashier and purchased a few of the garments.

We talked about girls and stuff on the drive home, and I was becoming excited about the evening. Hopefully, like Bethany said, I would finally get laid.

Promptly at 8 o'clock, Katie showed with her friends, and I introduced them to Bethany.  Then I said goodbye and saw Bethany give me a sly wink before I closed the door.  

The night went great, and I think Katie really liked me. She teased and joked with me about sex the whole night. My cock was raging hard and I couldn't wait to feel what fucking a girl was really like. However, when the night ended, and we dropped her friends off, I tried to make some advances and got the cold shoulder.

"Tyler I think you're really sweet. But this is just our first time out together. I'm not some kind of a slut that puts out on the initial night. I hope you understand."

My heart sank when she said that, but I agreed, and she took me home. At least I got a quick peck on the lips before I exited the vehicle and waved good-bye.

As I walked slowly to the door, my mind went back over the night, and I became horny and depressed. The final straw was when I opened the door and saw Bethany wearing a sexy black lace baby doll that exposed her naked rack and the same black panties she bought today.

"Jesus Bethany!" I shouted.

"Oh Tyler I thought it was your father. He still hasn't come home from work yet. I'll go change."

"It's ok. It just finishes off the terrible night.

"Oh honey what happened." Bethany said.

I walked into the kitchen with my head hung low and poured a tall glass of ice tea. Bethany sat down on the bar stool next to the refrigerator like the other night, as I went over my night with her.  When I finished my depressing tale of Katie teasing me and coming home with blue balls, Bethany pouted her lips and held her arms out. "Let me give you a hug."

I walked next to her and put my arms around her waist as she pulled me tight against her chest squishing her fantastic melons into me while we both rested our heads on each other's shoulder. We stayed like that longer than we should have, and I could feel my dick once again rising to the occasion. Lifting my head from her shoulder, she followed suit, and we were both stared into each other eyes. Before she could say anything, I learned in and kiss her hard on the lips and was happy when her mouth opened, and our tongues danced around. 

We kissed passionately and as our breathing became heavy, I lowered my hands down and back until I was palming her wonderful rear. Bethany never broke our kiss as I grasped and clutched at her ass. So I made my next move and slithered my right hand up to her breast. Bethany was now moaning in my mouth as I massaged her nipples through the lacey material. My cock needed attention, and I pulled her closer to me, which spread her legs open. I moved forward pushing her legs further apart until my rock-hard cock was nestled against her pussy.

"My god Tyler you're so hard." Bethany said as I ground my stiff dick up and down her sweet mound. My lust now was full blown, and as we passionately kissed I stopped feeling her breast and reached for my pants. However, Bethany broke our kiss when she heard my zipper and said.

"Wait Tyler. Your father can walk in at any minute now. We have to stop before this goes too far."

I looked her in the eyes and said, "I know you want this too." 

Before she could respond, I feverishly moved my hand from her rear and under her baby doll planting it firmly on her mound.

"Oh" I heard before pressing my lips hard against hers again. I wasted no time and hooked a finger under the small thong panties moving them to the side. Quickly, I twisted my fingers around until they parted her pussy lips, and I had three digits deep inside her soaked snatch.

Once again, Bethany started to buck and broke our kiss as she moaned and thrashed around on the stool. I kissed her neck and slithered my head down until I could suck a hard nipple through the lacy material and into my mouth. Bethany's breath raced, and I could feel her cunt tightening around my fingers like before when I thought she was just about to come. I quickly pulled my fingers out and grasped her by the waste lifting her body up onto the counter top. I think that startled her, and gave me the opportunity to do my next move before she could protest.  With a hard tug, I tore the tiny black thong free and dove my head under her night wear.

"Oh Fuck!" I heard her whimper as I licked her clit hard and fast. Her hands grasped my hair and pushed me tight against her snatch as I reinserted my fingers and fucked her with them, still flicking her clit with my tongue.

"Oh Tyler! Oh Fuck! I'm going to cum!" 

In her excited state, Bethany didn't realize I had worked my pants down, and my free hand was stroking my cock making sure it was ready for my next plan of attack.

With Bethany thrashing and grinding her pussy on me, I freed my hands and tongue fucked her as I maneuvered her legs until they were over my shoulder and grasped her upper thighs. Slowly, I eased her forward until her ass was just about off the counter. Bethany held onto the edge of the counter with both hands and lifted her ass up using her legs on my shoulder to support her weight, which drove my tongue deeper inside her snatch sending her into a frenzy. Her ass bucked up and down as she pleaded in a moaning voice.

"Tyler we can't do this. Oh God. Oh... so good." But her pleading turned into sounds of ecstasy as her pussy juice covered my face, and I knew she was ready. With Beth in this position, I quickly removed my head from her snatch and straightened myself up, which sent her ass falling towards my stiff cock. I felt her slick pussy slide against my shaft, and with a single push forward I hit my mark.

"Oh! Oh! Oh no! We can't fuck!" I heard Bethany say as my steel rod slipped into her wetness, and her body stiffened up. I can't even describe how good it felt as her warm moist cunt gripped my cock as I pushed it deep inside her.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Ugh! Ugh!" Bethany screamed as I pushed and pulled my cock until my nuts hit flesh.

"This is so wrong! So wrong! Oh my God." Bethany moaned loudly as she held onto the counter, and I pushed and pulled my steel pole until her own body gave in, and she was riding my stiff dick moving her ass up and down to meet my every thrust as I held her legs on my shoulders.  

No longer a virgin, I wanted more. More of this Goddess. I needed to fuck her like she'd never been fucked before. However, I couldn't do it like this. So as I kept fucking her, I moved her legs off of my shoulders, and she wrapped them around my waist. I grabbed hold of her ass and pulled her towards me. Bethany wrapped her arms around my neck, and I carried her to the closest wall. Pushing her back against it, I lowered my hands, dropping her ass, as I thrust up, which sent my cock as deep as it could go. 

Bethany bounced her body up and down as her legs squeezed around me tightly and her fingers dug into my neck. Quicker and faster I went until I was pounding my meat feverishly inside her. Bethany wailed and moaned as I fucked her with all I had. I felt her pussy tighten on my cock, and she arched her back pushing her shoulders hard against the wall as her body quivered.

"I'm Cumming! Oh fuck! I'm Cumming!" She screamed, and I thrust my dick deep inside her. It was too much for me to handle, and as I felt her grinding out her orgasm on me; I exploded deep inside her.  

I held her tight to me as we came off our sexual bliss then Bethany lifted herself up until my cock pulled out and slide her body down mine until she was standing upon the floor.

"What have we done?" I heard her whisper in my ear.

Just then, we caught headlights passing by the window, and Bethany hurried herself upstairs as I fixed my clothes before Dad walked in.

I sat on the stool we had just fucked on and acted as natural as I could, sipping my iced tea when Dad entered the house.

"So how was your day?"

"Err, it was all right. I met a couple of girls and had a good time with them."

"So did you get to score with one?" Dad said and gave me a light punch to the arm.

"Yea... I actually did." I said with a big smile.

"That's great son. I'm happy you're having a good time out here."

"I am dad. I'm having a fantastic time out here."

"Well I'm tired." Dad said and made his way to his room.

I sipped my tea and waited another ten minutes before going to my own room. That's when it hit me.

Holy Fuck! I forgot to call Mom.

It had been a while since I last spoke to her and I felt bad that I had forgotten.

"I hope she's not too hurt." I mumbled to myself.

As I lay on my bed, my mind bounced back and forth from wondering how Mom was to my first-time fucking. Needless to say, fucking Bethany soon overtook my worries about Mom. I stroked my cock reminiscing over how her pussy felt as we fucked. I couldn't wait to have my cock deep inside my step-mother once again and fell asleep imaging what tomorrow would bring.

I awoke the next morning with a massive hard on and couldn't wait to meet Bethany downstairs for our morning breakfast. Fucking my step-mother again was all I could think of. I sprang from the bed, dressing as fast as I could.

My young mind was filled with different places and ways I could fuck her - over the table at breakfast - by the pool as she took in her morning tan. My dick was already dripping precum, by the time I made it downstairs. However, when I walked into the kitchen Dad was sitting at the table.

Fuck it's Saturday I thought and proceeded to look around for Bethany. She was nowhere in sight.  

"Hi Dad where's Bethany?"

"Oh I think me working late got her upset. She mentioned going shopping, but I can tell something was on her mind before she left."

"To tell you the truth son, I wasn't working late at all. I went to a strip club to unwind." I didn't plan on being that late, but this stripper named Kitty caught my eye." You weren't the only one to get a piece of tail last night. Dad chuckled.

"What about Bethany?" I said.

"This is between you and me son. Bethany doesn't need to know."

"Besides getting laid is in our nature."

I became pissed when Dad explained how men have always exploited women for their own pleasure. However, I couldn't stay mad when I realized that I had just fucked his own wife.  

Dad kept talking, but as he ran on, I reminisced back to last night. I looked over at the wall I had pressed Bethany against. I could feel her nail's digging into my neck and heard her moaning as she orgasmed with my cock deep inside her womb.

"So what do you say son."

"Huh? Oh sorry Dad. My mind was somewhere else."

Dad laughed and said. "Have you ever been to a strip club?"

"Of course not. I'm only eighteen."

"Then I think a trip when you're old enough is in order." Dad said, and went on saying how the girls gave lap dances and stuff.

After Dad described everything about a strip club, he excused himself and said he was going golfing for the day. He offered to take me, but I didn't have any interest and said I was going to just relax and maybe take in a swim. Dad left, and I ventured back up to my room to ponder over what Dad told me about Bethany being upset. I wondered if she and I screwing was the reason. I was still in deep thought when I heard my phone ring. 

Oh crap - Mom.  I thought, remembering how I forgot to call her.

But the number was from someone else I didn't know.

"Hello?"

"Tyler... It's Bethany... sorry about breakfast, but I needed time to think."

"Oh... Ok no problem."

"Tyler... I think we need to talk about last night." I heard her say.

"Bethany I don't want to hear about finding girls my age again. I think you know how I feel about you."

"Honey... I don't want to do this over the phone. I'll be home shortly. We'll have a heart-to-heart talk then."

I huffed and agreed. However, before she arrived, I changed into my swim trunks and went down to the pool.




Summer Fling



It was another half-hour before I saw Bethany pull into the driveway. I stayed in the pool and waited for her to find me. Bethany didn't look happy when she walked across the patio, waving me out of the pool while she sat on a chair under a sun umbrella.

Walking towards her while I dried myself off, I admired her beauty. She was dressed in a white sundress that was skin tight and very short. Walking closer I gazed upon her hard nipples as they pressed against the material and also realizing her panties had to be just an inch away from being seen. That caused Mr. Stiffy to come alive again.

My eyes eventually rose up to her face, and I caught her staring at my erection. I figured out sitting down would be a good thing. However, that was short lived when she said.

"Tyler... what we did last night should have never happened."

"Beth..." I said but was cut short when she leaned over, and she put her finger to my lips.

"Shhh... I'm not finished."

Bethany became fidgety, and her head dropped.

"When your father came to bed and hugged me, I felt ashamed. I tried to justify what we did in my mind, but couldn't when your dad thanked me for taking care of you while he was busy at work."

Beth's hands covered her face, and she began to weep.

Now I felt very guilty. 

It's my fault. My greedy lust pushed her into fucking me.  

"Beth... I'm sorry. I guess what Dad said is right." I said and placed my hand lightly on her thigh.

Bethany lowered her hands placing them on top of mine and looked at me with her tear filled eyes.

"What do you mean?"

Oh fuck... I shouldn't have said that. 

My mind raced with ways I could try to cover what I just said. I couldn't tell her what Dad told me about exploiting women. I felt it would only make things worse, and thought she wouldn't believe me in the first place.

Think shit head. Think! 

But I couldn't and my long pause only piqued her interest even more.

"What did your father say?"

"Um... Nothing. Forget I said that. It's not important."

Bethany firmly grabbed my hand and said.

"Tyler... what did your father tell you?"

Pulling my hand away, and in a firm voice, I replied.

"I'm not saying. I'm not hurting you again."

Beth straightened her posture, and her demeanor was one of authority.

"So you're not going to tell me then?"

"No... I'm not" I said hesitantly, even though my mind was telling me too.

"Fine... I guess this talk is over."

"I guess it is." I replied and watched her get up to leave.

Tell her you idiot. Be strong. She needs to know.  I kept hearing in my mind as she walked heavy footed back to the house. But I just couldn't muster the courage to do it.

The rest of the day was very quiet. Even when Dad came back, things were very uncomfortable. It was mainly because I blamed him for my being in this predicament. So when Dad suggested we go out and see a movie I fibbed and said I wasn't feeling well. Then I excused myself and went to my room.  

The next morning was filled with the same eerie stillness, and as we ate breakfast Dad spoke up.

"So what am I missing here? You two have been awfully quiet."

I looked at Beth as she spoke.

"Nothing dear. Tyler and I just had a disagreement."

"Oh? Over what?"

"About not finishing sentences."

Dad looked puzzled but before he could talk, I interjected.

"It wasn't appropriate. I told you. But like all women, you have to know everything."

"Hey hey. Settle down Mr." Dad said.

"Sorry Dad. I said and looked at Bethany.

"Sorry Beth... that was uncalled for."

Bethany didn't reply and just walked out of the kitchen.

Dad looked at her as she walked away then turned to me and said.

"Wow you really got her pissed."

"Yeah I know." I said and excused myself from the table and went back to my room.

I spent the day lying on my bed trying to figure out a way to make things right between Beth and I. Even if I told her about Dad's indiscretions, she had made it clear we couldn't be with each other again. I wasn't going to take advantage of her weaknesses anymore. The last straw was at dinner when Dad explained how he would have to work late once more, giving me a sly wink when Beth wasn't looking. I knew what that meant, and I again became furious. I couldn't take it. So when Dad and Bethany went to sleep. I packed my stuff up and wrote a note before hitching a ride to the bus station.

In the note, I said.  

Sorry for the letter, but I know you would try to stop me from going home. I hope you understand I came out to see you. Maybe we can do this again when you're not so busy. Thanks and tell Bethany, I'm sorry. 

Halfway home I hesitantly dialed Mom's number. After several rings, I heard her sweet voice.

"Hey... Sorry Mom for not calling sooner. I hope you didn't worry."

"Where are you calling from?"

"I... I'm on my way home. I caught a bus last night."

"Why didn't your father fly you home?"

"I'll explain when I get home Mom."

I felt myself choking up. I so much wanted to spill everything to her. But I knew I couldn't tell her the entire truth.

"I love you Mom. See you soon." I said.

"Love you to honey."

I no sooner hung up with Mom when a text message came across my screen.

Why did you leave like this? Your father is very upset. 

I typed back. I think you know why.

So it was because of me and not what you wrote. 

I paused before typing again.

I couldn't stay and see Dad taking advantage of you. I also left knowing I couldn't be with you. 

How is your father taking advantage of me? 

Not being in front of Bethany gave me the strength needed to tell her and typed.

He's not working late like he's telling you. He's messing around behind your back. 

It was almost 10 minutes before I got a text back.

Why didn't you tell me this when we were talking? 

A pain filled my gut as my feelings for Beth surfaced. I knew this couldn't progress further so I just typed.

Bye Beth.  

Several texts came back from her. All of which I just ignored until she finally gave up.

Mom was at the bus depot when I arrived and ran up to me squeezing me tightly. I held her firmly back as I felt her tears brush across my cheek.

"I'm sorry Mom. I'm so sorry." I said as I close my eyes, and we embraced each other. I felt so secure in her arms. I was truly happy to be with the one person who loved me with all her heart. However, as Mom squeezed her bosom hard to my chest, my mind envisioned Bethany's bare breast pressing through her baby doll and into me. My cock began to rise as the feeling of lust grew stronger. I felt myself push my groin against Mom's leg, and she broke our hug.

As Mom stepped back I saw the bewildered look upon her face and quickly said.

"Oh sorry mom. I guess it's just too much excitement for me."

Mom's expression changed, and she looked puzzled.

"Let just get my stuff and go home. I would love a hot bath." I said. Hoping that would make her forget what had just happened.

"Ok, that sounds good," Mom replied. However, before she turned around I saw her looking down at my stiff cock, which caused it to twitch.

We got my bags, and Mom drove. It wasn't long into the drive when Mom asked what had happened at Dad's', and why I came home on a bus.  

Leaving out all the parts about my sex with Bethany I told her how I met a couple of girls and one of which I was especially fond of.  I also explained how Dad was never there and what he was doing behind Bethany's back.

"Your father will never change. He's a womanizer."

"Yeah..." was my only response back. 

"So tell me about this special girl. What happened?"

"I don't want to talk about that" I said.

"You'll feel better if you do."

"Maybe some other time Mom. Right now, it just hurts to bring it up."

"I understand sweetie."

When we got home, I did like I said and took a very long hot bath. Hoping my troubles would wash away. But once again, my mind went back to Beth. As I laid in the hot water, I stroked myself reminiscing over my first experience. I was so lost in thought I almost missed the knock upon the door.

"You ok in there?"

Sitting up quickly I answered "Yeah... just enjoying the hot water."

"Ok... I made you supper so get out soon before it gets cold."

"Ok Mom, and thanks."

Drying myself off, I put on a pair of pj's and headed down stairs to eat. Mom was in the other room watching her television show. From where I sat, I could clearly see her sitting with her legs tucked under her ass wearing a long red robe. The bottom of her robe had parted slightly, and Mom's smooth milky legs were exposed up to her knee. I stared at the spot where the robe still hid flesh and found myself wanting to see higher. I wondered what was tucked under that robe.

Was it a baby doll like Bethany's? Was mom braless underneath? 

All these strange questions and ideas kept popping into my brain. As I continued thinking, my dick once again became stiff. Only this time it was more pronounced since I hadn't put any underwear on under my pajamas.

I shifted my eyes down to my plate quickly when I saw Mom looking in my direction. 

"Are you finished eating?" Mom yelled from her seat.

"Almost Mom." I said glancing up at her.

Mom was still looking at me, her eyes not focused on my face, but lower. I felt my face blushing knowing I couldn't hide the stiff protrusion poking up in my pj's, and waited for Mom to question me about it. Surprisingly, nothing was said and Mom finally turned her head back to the television. I took that opportunity to finish my plate as fast as I could and made a dash for the stairs. Yelling goodnight as I departed.

That night my mind raced with thoughts and visions of Beth and Mom. Remembering how my cock felt as I fucked Bethany, and realizing it wouldn't ever happen again, then to wondering why Mom hadn't said anything and had just kept her eyes fixed on my groin. 

I was in total turmoil and knew I had to do something to shake these thoughts. So I focused on one and replayed how Mom looked when she saw my stiff pecker. My mind then went off on its own tangent. Before long, I was picturing Mom still looking at my cock, then standing up and walking toward me. As she did, she opened her robe and dropped it to the floor exposing her naked body to me. My hand clutched at my stiff wood as I admired Mom's nakedness.

My wicked thoughts went on, and I stroked harder as I pictured mom kneeling down and freeing my cock. My palm became slick with precum as I imagined Mom opening her mouth and taking me slowly down her sweet throat.  

Faster and quicker I jerked as my breath and heartbeat raced to the wicked image of my mother sucking me off. Then I felt my cum right at the tip and knew I couldn't hold back anymore. 

I gave in and exploded gasping, "Oh fuck Mom!" 

I wasn't even finished squirting when I heard the floor creak outside my door and saw a shadow under the door pass by.

Oh fuck! Had she heard me? I thought and fell asleep wondering.

The next day at breakfast I waited to see if Mom would bring up last night. However, either she hadn't heard or wasn't letting on she did. Everything seemed fine. She even suggested we could take in a movie later in the day to help get my mind off my troubles. I agreed that would be a good idea, but in reality, it didn't help. My mind was just too troubled to enjoy the flick, and I spent most of the time thinking back to Bethany and how she made me feel.

I spent the next couple of weeks like that - more being in a daze than dealing with what was happening around me. Finally, Mom spoke up.

"Tyler you have to forget her."

"Huh?"

"I know you're still thinking about her. I can tell. But that isn't good for you. Why don't you go out and meet someone new? I know I didn't like that in the past but schools out, and you need to get on with life."

"I really don't feel like meeting anyone right now."

"Then let's go to the pool at least."

"The pool? You want to go to the pool with me?"

"Why? Is there something wrong with that?"

"Um... No. It's just that. Well, you never go to the pool."

"I think it's time for a change for both of us."

"Ok Mom. I'm game if you are."

"Good, I'll go change." Mom replied and went upstairs to her room.

I did the same and grabbed my swimming trunks.

Of course, I was ready way before my mother and almost choked when she came into the room. She was wearing a bikini similar to the one Bethany wore when doing her daily tanning.

"Holly fff..." I almost said.

"Hey Mr."

"Sorry Mom. But you look... Well... you look incredible."

I saw Mom blush as she looked down and said.

"You think so? It's been so long since I wore so little clothes."

"Mom you're hot and don't let anyone tell you different."

"Thank you dear." Mom replied as she walked up and pecked my cheek.

I felt my cock rising again and tried my best to control it. However, it was useless. My mother's sexy figure was too much for my young soul, and in no time I was fully erect.

Mom once again was looking down at my hard dick, but this time said.

"I see you really do like it."

"Oh... I'm sorry Mom. I... err... Umm..."

Mom chuckled as she stared at my groin and replied.

"I understand honey. Young men get hard a lot. So I guess I can deal with my son getting a woody looking at his mother if it gets his mind off things."

I was so shocked by her comment. My mother never spoke like this. To top it off, she was correct. I wasn't depressed anymore and looked forward to going to the pool with her.

Mom covered herself up in a sexy hot pink swim dress that I also never saw, and we drove to the pool. The sun was hot, and the place was crowded with people. Mom pulled off the dress and placed two towels down next to each other. She sat down facing the pool and patted the towel next to her.

"Take a seat. I won't bite." She said and once again, I was surprised by her comment.

Thankfully, my dick had subsided, and I was getting used to seeing her half naked when I sat down next to her. Mom leaned back and rested her weight on her elbows, and I did the same as we watched the people by the pool. Then I saw her tilt her head back, which pushed her chest up higher in the air. Her nipples poked hard against the bikini top, which made my mouth water. Mom caught me staring at her chest, and half smiled before saying.

"You enjoying yourself?"

"Uh... Oh yea. I'm having a good time."

"Good." Mom said as she rolled herself over and lay on her chest with her face away from me.

My cock once again started to grow as I looked at mom's rear and how the tiny bikini barely covered her ass. The material had pushed into her crack, and it almost looked like she wasn't wearing anything. I became mesmerized as I drooled over my mother. However, I was snapped back to reality when she moved her hands and undid the thin straps that held her top. I could see the bare side of her breast as it squished under her weight.

"Honey, can you put some lotion on my back please?"

I was ecstatic when she asked me that, and felt myself becoming lustful and daring. I opened the lotion, and Mom's body shivered as I applied a creamy string down the center of her back.  

"Oh that's cold" Mom said as she shifted her head to the side facing me but had her eyes closed.

I noticed mom's lips part, and she softly sighed as I leisurely rubbed the lotion on her skin. I started at her lower back towards the center, and worked my way up to her neck then back down again. Inching my hands outward as I went, I was near her sides and my hands were at her waist heading steadily up to her breasts. I felt Mom delicately twitch when my fingers sparingly grazed over the sides of her breast. I wanted to keep going. However, her flesh absorbed the lotion quicker than I expected it to, and my hands started to stick so I stopped.

"That was great honey. You're very good at that. Can you do my legs now?" 

Like before I streamed the lotion down the center of her legs then started at her upper thighs. I finished at the bottom of her calves and saw Mom's ass cheeks tighten when the lotion hit her skin.

I worked my hands on Mom's calves and slowly massaged my way up her body. My fingers would spread out wide as I pushed up and then close and go to the inside of her leg as I pulled them back down. I did this until all the lotion was absorbed and then went higher up Mom's legs until I was at her lower thighs. Mom made little whimpers and her legs parted slightly when I rubbed my palms up and down. I extended my thumbs out so they touched her inner thighs. I looked at her face and saw her mouth had parted more and noticed her chest rising and falling quicker. I became more daring when Mom's legs parted more. Now I could see her bikini cover snatch. I couldn't take my eyes off it, and as I rubbed up her thighs I noticed a wet spot forming.

Holy fuck! I'm turning her on. I thought and felt my dick twitch. 





More than ever I wanted to touch it and worked my probing hands higher up Mom's thighs. Mom was panting, and her hips twitched slightly as I massaged her upper thighs inching my fingers closer to her barely covered pussy. I was only an inch away, and my cock raged in my shorts as I nearly dared to touch Mom's mound for the first time. Just before my thumb could reach it, Mom snapped her legs shut and reached back to tie her top and said.

"Thanks honey that was great."

"Anytime Mom." I said and lay on my stomach hiding my raging boner. 

We sunned for another hour before heading home, and once again, I started to think about Bethany. So when we got back I went into my room to sulk. It was dark when I heard a rap on my door.

"Honey? Are you ok?"

"Yeah Mom, just thinking."

"Why don't you come out and watch a movie with me?"

"Thanks Mom, but I think I want to be alone for a while."

"Please. I promise it will make you feel better."

I knew very well Mom wouldn't quit, so I gave in and said.

"Ok Mom. I'll be right out."

I put on my pajamas to meet Mom down stairs. Going down the stairs, I stopped at the bottom. Mom had darkened the room except for a couple of lit candles placed around the end tables. I noticed Mom sitting on the couch covered in her long red robe. Her legs, once again, scrunched under her.

"Well don't just stand there. Come join me. I think you're going to enjoy this movie."

I ventured over to Mom and took a seat next to her. On the coffee table, I saw a bottle of lotion and tried to read the label. In the dim lighting I couldn't make out what it said. 

Mom pushed herself close to me resting her head on my shoulder as she put her arm under mine and placed her hand palm down on my upper thigh.

"Mmm... isn't this comfy" Mom said and with her free, hand pushed play on the remote.

I looked toward the television as the show began. However, it didn't start as a typical movie. There were no credits just a blank screen until an out of focus image appeared showing a person standing very close to the camera. My mouth dropped open when the person backed away from the camera and Beth's body wearing her tiny bikini came into view. 

"This came for you yesterday." Mom said.

"I... I don't think we should watch this." I announced but when I tried to move away mom held my arm tight and said.

"I do. She's very pretty."

I tried to interject again, but Beth began to speak.

"Tyler... Since you wouldn't answer my texts, I figured this would be the only way to get your attention. What we did that night was wonderful. I know I said we couldn't ever again."

Mom hit the pause button on the remote and asked me, "What did you do with her Tyler?"