6 comments/ 109919 views/ 11 favorites The Wildwood Cabins: Spring Break By: eroslit It was a long winter for Dennis and Kim Cashman. Stuck in their Midwestern, upper middle class home while snow fell all around them, they could only dream of vacations and relaxation. Work drug on, sometimes complicated by treacherous drives over icy roads. Their daughter Erin, now nineteen and a college freshman, was in the Spring break mood. This was not unlike her normal weekend mood—hungry for alcohol and guys. So it was with great anticipation that the Cashmans decided to return to the Wildwood Cabins Resort for the weekend. Their eventful first visit the previous Fall had convinced them they would return when the weather permitted. The forecast was favorable and Erin packed with sunbathing in mind. A few sweatshirts for the cool evenings and mornings completed her wardrobe. In the master bedroom, Dennis and Kim discussed their plans while stuffing two suitcases full. Both of them already felt more relaxed, just preparing for the trip. They weren't necessarily thrilled with taking Erin, hoping that by their early forties they would be able to spend more time alone. But they knew the tall, thin and attractive girl would be away from the cabin most of the weekend. What she would be doing concerned them only slightly. What they would be doing was much more pressing at the moment. Meanwhile, John Marlin, owner of the Wildwood Cabins Resort, looked over the spreadsheet on his computer screen. Three cabins were rented this weekend. Not bad for the beginning of April. And there was always hope for "walk-up" business at the last moment. It was going to be a good year, he thought. He hoped the recent addition of a small recreation center and pool would increase business. It better, he said to himself, when he considered the size of the loan he took out for the construction costs. And the additional personnel costs for maintenance. It all seemed worthwhile when he visited the Resort's web site and saw the pictures of the pool area superimposed over shots of the cabins, surrounded by trees in glorious autumn color. Now all he needed were customers. Dennis, Kim, Erin, and their luggage piled into the SUV and headed south. A bike on the roof would provide exercise for Dennis should he get tired of hiking over the weekend. It would be a thirty-minute drive. Erin rode with headphones from an MP3 player over her long hair and Kim concentrated on a new book. The late afternoon sun shone bright and warm inside the car. After checking in and renewing acquaintances with John Marlin, Dennis drove the SUV to the front of Cabin 1. Along the way, Kim and Erin commented favorably on the new rec center and pool. With temperatures expected to rise over the weekend, the water would be inviting. The family unpacked, with Dennis and Kim occupying the single bedroom and Erin taking the loft overlooking the living room. With the kitchen basically sitting in a corner of the living room, the entire first floor was one big room with the exception of the bedroom and bath. For as much time as Erin planned on spending in the cabin, it didn't matter much to her. A few minutes later, she asked for and received the keys to the SUV. With a simple, "I'll be back later," she was out the door. Not that this bothered her parents. Kim was hanging clothes in the miniscule closet when she felt her husband's arms wrap around her waist. Despite her 5' 8" frame, Dennis towered over his wife. He was broad and muscular…and, at the moment, horny. His mouth found her ear and he nibbled lightly, knowing this excited her in spite of her protestations. By the time his hands had risen inside her sweatshirt to cover her breasts, Kim could feel the hardness of his cock against her ass. "Honey, we have all weekend," she sighed. "Can't I even unpack?" Kim looked back over her shoulder and smiled. "Oh, all right," Dennis said. He removed his hand from under her sweatshirt and slapped her on the ass. She playfully swiped at his hand as he walked away. They eventually got clothes put away before stocking the small refrigerator with a few supplies Kim had thrown in the car at the last second. She knew they could buy food in a nearby town, but also knew Erin and Dennis couldn't go an hour without snacking. Soon, Dennis asked her if she wanted to go for a walk on the trail they had hiked during their last visit. Kim filled a water bottle and they headed out into the cool air. Quickly, the thick woods ate them up. A few miles away, Erin was inside a convenience store pricing beer. She paid the kid behind the counter and began to leave. Using the reflection off the front window, she watched as his eyes followed her hourglass figure out the door. She liked them older--and bigger than she imagined he was. Nevertheless, she tried to put on a good show, walking with just a shade of wiggle in her ass. Driving back into the resort, Erin noticed a car at the main office and, further down the drive, a car in front of Cabin 2. Things were picking up. She would have to investigate later. Kim and Dennis had walked about fifteen minutes when they came to a break in the trees. A small clearing led to a steep drop-off, which overlooked a clear, blue lake. The couple walked through the clearing and slid hand-in-hand down the grassy embankment to the side of the lake. They felt as if they had descended into a different time and space. The woods behind them were blocked from view and, across the lake, the trees seemed light years away. Dennis was warm from the hike and took off the light jacket he wore. The couple sat next to each other on the grass, Kim holding her husband's hand. They talked about what they would do the next day, what trouble Erin would get into, and the quietness of their surroundings. During a lull in the conversation, Kim looked over at Dennis, then down to his jeans. Her hand separated from his and slid between his legs. "You still horny?" she asked softly. Her hand brushed along his thigh before reaching his crotch. "Very," he said. The light touch of her hand was all it took to bring back the throbbing he had felt earlier. Kim pressed harder, feeling the outline of his cock under the thick material. She smiled at him and returned her glance to her hand. The bulge was more evident now and she traced it with her finger. Eventually her hand moved to the button above his zipper. It easily came undone and she opened the front of Dennis' jeans. Kim's hand slithered inside and instantly felt the hardness of his cock. Its warmth could be felt through the thin material of his boxers. She put her hand inside the shorts and wrapped her fingers around the shaft. She could feel blood pulse through it as the cock grew even longer and harder. With little resistance, she pulled it out into the early evening air. Kim put her free hand on Dennis' shoulder and pushed gently. "Lay down," she said. Her husband obeyed without hesitation. Kim knelt on the grass and moved her lips toward the cock's pink tip. She kissed it once before placing her hand around the base and lifting it away from his leg. The cock was already thick despite being less than half erect. Kim had come to appreciate this fact, not so much during oral sex, but rather when he inserted it into her tight pussy. She never felt as fulfilled with any other man. But now it was her turn to please him. As her mouth closed around the cock and her tongue slid along the bottom of the shaft, she felt Dennis' hand on the back of her head. He lightly brushed her long, brown hair before holding her tight against his erection. Within seconds, Kim was sucking and licking a fully erect cock that extended far above her tiny hand. Dennis closed his eyes and concentrated on the sensation of Kim's mouth and tongue working on his cock. Her hand stroked him with increased intensity as she focused on the cock's tip. Sweet precum seeped out and she moaned softly, knowing he wouldn't take long to cum. She teased him by occasionally licking with long strokes before returning him to her mouth. Kim repeated this several times, sensing whenever he was close to cumming. Now her mouth moved to his balls and she lightly took one between her lips. The rough skin and hair, along with his scent, excited her. Kim considered lowering her own jeans to ride him, but decided against it. There would be time for that later. Dennis' cock was back in Kim's mouth and she sucked on it furiously. He couldn't hold back any longer and announced the oncoming orgasm with a hoarsely uttered groan. Kim gripped the shaft harder and worked it feverishly with both hand and mouth. Her husband stiffened, barked out his approval and shot a long, warm load of cum into Kim's mouth. He heard her moan with pleasure as a second and third burst of cum flew from his cock. Kim struggled to swallow, cum dripping from her lips. Dennis thrust his hips upward attempting to fuck his wife's mouth and she responded with a rhythmic bobbing of her head. When she felt Dennis' orgasm subsiding, she sucked harder, resulting in involuntary shudders from her husband. The cock that was so hard and long a minute ago began softening between her lips. Eventually, the flow of cum stopped completely and he was limp. Kim wiped the side of her face with the back of her hand and fell on Dennis' chest. They kissed passionately, the sweet stickiness of his orgasm transferring to Dennis' lips. "That was marvelous," Dennis said. "You're wonderful." "It was my pleasure. Now you might want to get dressed again before the next couple comes along." Dennis smiled and pushed his cock back inside his boxers before pulling up on the zipper and fastening his jeans. They sat together, enjoying the calm of the lake and the dusk light. Erin Cashman sat on the back porch of Cabin 1 with a beer in her hand and her feet propped up on the chair in front of her. Her eyes swept the woods behind the cabin before settling on movement behind the adjacent cabin, a hundred yards or so to her right. A figure was hovering over a grill, poking at it with an object she could not distinguish. The figure was a man, she was certain of that. Soon, a second man appeared from the back door of the cabin carrying something—a plate, she thought. More movement preceded their both going into the hovering mode. A few seconds later, they seemingly looked in her direction before disappearing back into the cabin. It was hard to tell from her distance, but Erin thought the guys looked to be in their thirties. But it was growing darker. She could either take a walk and try to find out now, or make it a project for tomorrow. She took the last drink from the bottle and sat it on the porch floor. She was going for a walk. Erin headed down the trail next to the cabin, but when it reached the entrance to the woods, she veered off to the right along the edge of the trees. With her hands in her jeans pockets and her sweatshirt rubbing against her bare nipples, she ambled through the thick grass. When she was within about fifty yards of Cabin 2, the back door opened once more and one of the men emerged onto the lighted porch. She saw plainly now that he was, indeed, a fairly young, tall man. She continued walking, her eyes never leaving the porch. Her movement must have caught the man's eye, as his head rose and their eyes met. After a moment's hesitation, Erin waved. She had already altered her path more toward the cabin when the man waved back. Now within reasonable shouting distance, she said loudly, "Hi. Smells good." In fact, she had picked up on the aroma of steak and wasn't making it up. "Hi," came the response. "We have enough to share." Erin was now approaching the porch and the man could clearly make out her long hair, striking facial features and shapely legs in tight jeans. "Oh, no. I couldn't. We're gonna…" "Ah, c'mon. Are you having anything better than steak over there?" The assurance with which the question was asked made her giggle. That produced a smile on the young man's face. "Well, probably not. I'm sure Mom will have something she considers healthy," Erin said with a tinge of sarcasm. "Then come on. There's plenty of beer, too." Erin stepped onto the porch. "Well. In that case…" The man introduced himself as Matt. He placed two large steaks on a plastic serving platter and handed it to Erin. With Matt holding the door open, they entered Cabin 2. Once inside, Erin hesitated for a second and let Matt lead the way. They turned into the kitchen/eating area and were greeted by the second man. "Tom, this is Erin. She's from the next cabin over. She's gonna join us," Matt announced. "Hi, Erin. Let me take that," Tom said, reaching for the platter. Matt had already opened the cabinet and pulled down a third plate. He got a set of silverware from the drawer and quickly added a place for Erin at the table. A chair was pulled around and, just that quick, the young woman had joined them for dinner. "Have a seat," Matt said politely. "We have water, pop and beer." "Beer is fine," Erin said with a smile, pulling her seat closer to the table. She looked across at Tom, estimating him to be about thirty. He was not strikingly handsome and was shorter than Matt, but his blue eyes and a light 5-o'clock shadow made him attractive to her. Both men were in obvious good shape and apparently somewhat successful, based on the quality of their "casual" garb. Matt brought Erin a beer, apologizing for no glasses, which Erin excused them for. The steak had been cut into several equal pieces and, along with salad and heated up frozen corn, was placed in the middle of the table. Quickly, everyone had their share and was digging in. The conversation centered around when they had arrived, how long they were staying, jobs, and Erin's family. "Your Mom must be very beautiful," Tom said. Erin blushed instantly. "I'll tell her you said that." "Invite her over," Matt said. "We'll have fresh fish tomorrow. Right, Tom?" "Hey, you're the guide. Don't make promises you can't keep." "There's a market in Logan," Erin said dryly. Both guys laughed loudly, followed by stories of previous fishing trips gone bad. When the tales ended, dinner was over and the table was cleared with everyone's help. Erin was feeling very comfortable with the men and was uncertain whether to stay or give an excuse for leaving. The decision was partly made up for her when Matt asked if she could stay a little while longer. She balked at first. When Tom suggested she check in with her parents and return later, she was slightly offended. Wanting to show her maturity, she said she would stay. Besides, she was in the mood to begin flirting. They moved into the adjacent living room. Before sitting, Erin went to the fireplace mantel and reached up for a framed picture. She could feel the eyes on her ass, held firmly in her tight jeans. Her sweatshirt rose, revealing a few inches of skin above her waist. "Isn't this beautiful?" Erin asked to no one in particular while glancing at the picture of the cabin in winter. There was no answer, but her show had not gone unnoticed by the guys. She put the photo back and turned to take a spot on the opposite end of the couch from Tom. She sat with one leg under her and the other dangling from the couch. "Are you guys married?" Erin finally asked after a brief silence. "I am," Matt responded. "Tom's not…yet" "And it won't be as soon as you think," Tom answered back quickly. Erin smiled at the obvious inside joke among the two. "So the women didn't come with you?" "Nope. Just us this time," Matt said. "It might get very boring." "Do you think we'd have any luck at that Logan market?" Tom asked Erin with a straight face. She laughed. "Hardly." After a pause, she added, "You'd have better luck from the next cabin over." She was looking at Tom, but waited for a response from either guy. It came from Matt. "With you or your Mom?" "That's hard to say. I'll have to ask her what she's doing tomorrow evening," Erin said. "Invite us over for dessert." "I thought you WERE dessert," Tom said. Erin had been around enough to know she was in control of what happened next. She was energized by these two nice-looking guys and the intimacy of the cabin. She was horny. And she was apprehensive. The thought of having sex with two strangers she had met half an hour ago somehow invigorated her. The idea that she dictated how and when it would occur was more intoxicating than the beers. She looked at Tom. "You're still hungry?" she asked. "Famished." They stared at each other from opposite ends of the couch, just a few feet apart. The tension filled the room. Erin stood up and walked in front of Tom. Gracefully, she placed her knees on the couch on either side of his legs. Her body was inches from his, her sweatshirt-covered breasts directly in front of his face. Erin lifted the sweatshirt excruciatingly slowly. Matt, from his chair across the small room, saw the girl's back begin to appear. Tom saw a flat stomach, then a navel with a tiny ring attached, followed by more smooth skin. She wavered teasingly at the base of her breasts before raising the sweatshirt higher. Her breasts were drawn upward as her arms extended over her head. One after the other, she removed her arms from the sleeves. While Matt marveled at the glorious symmetry of her back, Tom couldn't take his eyes off the girl's firm breasts and pink nipples. He barely noticed as the sweatshirt fell to the floor. What he couldn't fail to notice were the breasts edging closer to his face. The lap dance had just started and already he felt the pressure of his cock pushing against the inside of his jeans. His hands stayed at his side, but there was no mistaking Erin's intent. Tom opened his lips and accepted the nipple from Erin's right breast. As soon as his mouth closed around it, he raised his hands and cupped a breast in each one. The soft flesh gave way to his fingers and Tom squeezed, taking more of her inside his mouth. Erin tilted her head back, letting her long hair fall away from her shoulders. The sensation of the man's mouth and tongue on her erect nipple sent a shiver down her body. She lowered herself, wanting to feel him against her ass. The girl wasn't disappointed as she felt his ever-hardening cock through both pair of jeans. She gyrated her hips, rubbing against him with long, slow strokes. Tom put his hands on her back, then slid them down until his fingers disappeared inside her jeans. Erin arched her back at the incredible feeling of his fingers on her bare skin, followed by the hands on her ass, squeezing softly. By now, Tom had taken advantage of both breasts, sucking on them until the nipples seemed to be on the verge of bursting. To his surprise, his own shirt was being lifted over his head. He separated himself from the girl's breasts just long enough for the shirt to be discarded. As he prepared to continue his exploration of her chest, Erin slid backwards and knelt on the floor between his legs. Without pausing, she reached for the top of Tom's jeans and unsnapped them. Just as quickly, she had his zipper down. Erin began to pull the pants down, then took off his shoes before yanking the jeans completely off. Her eyes fell on the noticeable bulge in Tom's boxers as she crept forward once more. The girl's hand lightly touched him and then encircled the cock. The thin material of the boxers let her feel him harden. Tom couldn't help but get further aroused at the sight of Erin's breasts hanging freely under her body. They swung gently with her movements and he wished they were back in his mouth. Erin repositioned Tom's cock so that it emerged from the opening in the front of his boxers. It twitched into place, pointing at a forty-five degree angle between Erin and Tom. She stroked it twice before moving her head closer. The Wildwood Cabins: Spring Break Tom leaned his head back and let himself absorb the sensation of the girl's tongue as it ran up the underside of his cock. When she reached the tip and flicked it softly, he thought he would explode. That feeling was only surpassed by her lips clamping around the middle of the shaft and sucking hard. Soon, her tongue was again lapping at the erect cock inside her mouth. Erin was lost in the delight of taking Tom in her mouth when she felt two hands clasp her breasts. Immediately after that, a body pushed up against her ass. Matt had moved onto the floor behind her and, on his knees, was anxiously kneading Erin's breasts. His forced his cock against her ass, grinding it roughly. Matt slid his hands down her body and unsnapped her jeans. He pulled down on the zipper and grabbed the pants at her waist. With one smooth motion, he had them over her ass and to her knees. He stopped to examine the pair of small white panties that barely covered her ass cheeks, then pulled her jeans and shoes off. Erin allowed this to happen without skipping a beat in her attack on Toms cock. Her head bobbed up and down frantically, sucking noises filling the room. She hardly noticed Matt's hands covering her ass, sliding up under her panties and squeezing. Within seconds, the panties were off and lying on the floor. She felt incredibly sexy with her naked body accessible to these two men, a throbbing cock between her lips. When Matt's hand moved around her waist and between her legs, she moaned. His finger found her clit while his other hand squeezed her nipple. He manipulated her breast and clit for a moment before backing off. The girl was disappointed he had quit until she heard his clothes being removed and thrown on the floor. "Yes," she thought to herself. "Do me from behind. I need to cum SO bad." Matt was fully erect as he removed the last of his clothes and knelt once more behind the girl. Her magnificent ass with full, round cheeks and sleek thighs were separated slightly, allowing him to view her pink cunt. Moisture already glistened between the folds of skin as Matt slid his fingers inside. First one, then two fingers were inserted into her cunt. She spread her legs wider and began moving her hips back and forth. Matt couldn't wait any longer. With his hands on her smooth hips, he placed his cock at the entrance to her vagina. A slow, steady push allowed him to easily enter her. She was tight and wet and wonderful. His legs met her ass with a quiet slap and he stopped, enjoying the feeling. In front of him, Erin was enjoying the dual pleasure of a thick cock inside her and another in her mouth. She held it by the base in one hand and sucked vigorously. The first drips of precum met her tongue and she glanced at Tom. His eyes were closed, his mouth slightly open in heavy breathing. Tom was beginning to raise and lower his hips in concert with Erin's motions. He was fucking her mouth and loving every second of it. Erin lifted her head from the cock for an instant. "Fuck me, Matt. Fuck me hard." This unexpected demand caused both men to get even more excited. Matt responded by repeatedly thrusting into the girl until his balls slapped against her ass. He grabbed her by the waist and concentrated on the amazing feel of her cunt squeezed around his cock. Erin's body quivered under him, an orgasm building rapidly. She sensed Tom's own orgasm also getting closer. His back was arched as he tried desperately to put himself deeper into her mouth. Erin worked harder on his cock as she felt a hand once again play with her nipple. This was all it took for her to cum. "Oh, God. Yes," she cried, stroking Tom's cock as she threw her head back. She clutched the couch with her free hand and allowed her orgasm to flow through her body. Groans of satisfaction poured from inside her as wave after wave of orgasm hit the girl. She pushed back against the plunging cock behind her and felt her cunt muscles constrict around it. Again and again she felt it enter her and she wanted more. She came a second time. Then a third as she put Tom's cock back in her mouth. She felt her juices spill down the inside of her thighs and everyone heard the sucking sound of Matt's cock entering Erin. With the girl's mouth working again on his erection, Tom finally came. The first blast of cum hit the back of Erin's throat and she moaned her delight. She gripped the cock harder and sucked several more shots of cum from the young man. The white cream dripped down the side of her mouth and onto her hand. Tom was nearly done when Matt's orgasm began. Erin was focusing on the building amount of cum in her mouth when she felt more warm fluid pour onto her ass. Matt had pulled out at the last second and was pumping shot after shot of cum onto the girl's raised ass and lower back. Soon, several long strings of cum covered her, while Matt held a considerably less rigid cock. "Damn. You guys are good," Erin said in a ragged, tired voice. Neither man could answer right away. "Can you come back and play tomorrow?" Tom said, looking up at her from the couch. The threesome cleaned up and dressed before celebrating with one more beer. It was now dark and Erin did not have to make excuses for getting back to the cabin. They agreed that they would look for each other the next day and Erin said goodnight with kisses for both men. Dennis and Kim Cashman were in the living room of Cabin 1 when Erin came in through the back door. They exchanged short, untrusting greetings and accounts of where they had been. Neither the parents nor the daughter lied when they said they had gone for walks. Only Kim seemed to notice Erin's unkempt hair, but nothing was said. Saturday morning gave every indication of a terrific day to follow. It was bright and warm even at the early hour that found Kim preparing breakfast. Looking out the kitchen window toward the woods behind the cabin, Kim watched two young men with fishing gear head down the trail. Water flowed from the faucet into a coffee pot as Kim stared at the faultless ass of the taller man. She was always attracted to taller men, especially taller men with great asses. This one in particular was fading from sight when Kim noticed the water overflowing the small pot. She finished preparing breakfast shortly after Dennis arrived. They ate alone, not expecting to see Erin for another couple of hours. The couple went for an uneventful walk after they ate and returned to find Erin on the porch in shorts and a bikini top. Headphones prevented the girl from realizing their presence and she jumped when Kim tapped her on the shoulder. "We're going into Logan. Need anything?" the mother asked. "Nope. I'm fine." The headphones were put back in place and Erin could once again place herself between Tom's legs, a cock in her mouth and another ramming her from behind. She grabbed the legs of her tiny shorts and pulled at them, loosening their grip on her increasingly sensitive pussy. She innocently ran her fingers across the top of one breast before quickly withdrawing the hand, fearing being caught. How could she be so horny again, she wondered? That afternoon, Dennis decided to take a bike ride rather than join his wife and daughter at the pool. He routinely rode fifty miles in the hills and assured the women he would be gone for a few hours, but would make it back in time for dinner. As he rode out of the resort a few minutes later, he waved to Kim and Erin as they settled into lounge chairs at the pool. Erin's brightly colored bikini didn't contrast with her body as well as it would later in the summer when she was golden tan, but it was still an excellent display of her awesome figure. Kim wore a much more conservative one-piece suit. Yet, it showed sufficient cleavage and was cut high enough on the legs to show off her well-maintained body. John Marlin might have to wait a while before getting another pair of guests at the pool that looked as good as these two. They stayed for over an hour, Kim reading her book and Erin rotating various sides of her body to the sun. When Kim mentioned she was going back to the cabin, Erin decided to join her. Both of them were likely to burn the first time in the sun if they stayed much longer. The smell of coconuts followed them to the cabin. They were nearly at the front door when Erin raised her arm and waved it back and forth. Kim traced the path of her daughter's eyes and saw two men approaching up the trail. "There's Matt and Tom. They're in the cabin over there," Erin said, pointing in the direction of Cabin 2. Suspicion of how she knew all this breezed through Kim's mind. But, she soon forgot about it as she watched the men get closer. They were certainly good-looking enough, younger than her yet mature—no, professional described it better. They looked like young executives, or lawyers, on a weekend getaway. And the tall one had a sweet ass. Erin had already started a conversation while Kim did her mental inventory. "This is my mom," Erin was saying. Kim caught herself just in time to smile appropriately and acknowledge the two men. It was then she began to pay attention to the t-shirts on the guys' bodies and the jeans under the small waists. Erin sure could pick 'em, she thought. Before she realized totally what was happening, the men were joining the women inside the cabin at Erin's invitation. Matt and Tom stored their fishing gear near the back door and accepted Kim's offer of beer and a seat. As Kim handed out the beers, feeling only somewhat self-conscious in her swimsuit, Erin offered a lame story about meeting the guys the day before. Kim accepted the tale and sat in a chair by the fireplace. She crossed her long legs and received approving glances from both men. Kim couldn't quite put a finger on what excited her about this situation. It could have been that Dennis was gone, or that she felt a little like a teenage friend of Erin's tagging along on a manhunt, or what. She just knew the one named Matt had a great butt and he was in her cabin drinking her beer. And she was OK with that. As could be expected, the conversation eventually came around to Erin's swimsuit. That led to her tan, or lack thereof. She didn't waver when asked by Tom to show them if she'd gotten any tan that day. Erin stood in front of her chair and pulled down the side of her bikini bottom, showing the faintest of lines and lots of hip. It all met with approval from the guys and even a faint smile from Mom, primarily in recognition of the game being played. Kim was somewhat taken aback, however, when Matt asked her if SHE had attained the same results. "Oh, no," she exclaimed. "I don't tan like Erin does." "C'mon. Show us. We'll be the judge," Matt urged her. Kim noticed the broad smile on Erin's face now. She didn't know whether to kill or thank her daughter. As she stood, Kim decided to become a major player. She put her hands at her sides for an instant, as if to use the bottom of her suit for the display. Then she lifted her hand and pulled the suit an inch or two off the top of her right breast. A good portion of the breast was now visible, with practically no visible tan line in sight. The room was deathly quiet, with all eyes focused on one spot. The silence was broken when Matt said, "I can't tell. Come closer." "You can't tell from there," Kim told him. "Stand up." Standing just a couple feet away, Kim now noticed how much taller he was than her. Matt stepped forward and Kim studied his features closely. Something about the young man took her breath away for a second. His eyes? The maturity beyond his years? The aura of a successful man? Kim stood frozen. She honestly did not know what to do next, and hated herself for it. She didn't need to worry. Matt put his hand on the same spot on the suit that she had earlier and pulled it aside. He held it for a second, then slid his finger up the inside of the suit toward her shoulder. The farther his finger slid up, the farther the strap of the suit slid down her shoulder. Their eyes locked together. Kim's showed fear; anticipation; anxiety. Matt's gleamed with delight and control. Without looking at it, Kim felt the strap lay against the very top of her arm. The man's hand was back at her breast. It lay on the top before moving down, inside the suit, around the bulk of her breast and finally to the nipple. Kim felt a shiver jolt her entire body. Her lips parted, but before she could move another muscle, Matt was putting his mouth on hers. A thousand thoughts screamed inside Kim's head, not one of which said "no". His hand was cupping her breast warmly and his tongue was probing her mouth. One thought emerged—please don't stop. Matt was afraid to end the kiss, fearful of Kim rejecting further advances. So, when he lowered his head to her neck he expected the worse. He got no reaction. He kissed lower. And lower…until reaching the end of her breast. Kim's eyes were closed. Too involved to ruin the moment by looking. She just wanted to experience, to feel. She felt his fingers on the last part of the swimsuit covering her right breast and she felt his mouth engulf her nipple. Immediately after that, she felt a hand on her other shoulder and that strap being removed. It was too late. She was going to let it happen. A hand pulled down on the suit covering her left breast and it was exposed. Matt's mouth devoured a good portion of one breast while his hand manipulated the other. As if controlled by something other than her own mind, Kim's hand moved to the back of Matt's head. And it pulled him closer. Harder onto her breast. Her eyes were open now and she saw Erin and Tom staring intently at the couple in front of them. Kim knew she should be embarrassed by what was happening. She knew she should be stopping it. But, she couldn't and didn't want to. She moved her hand between herself and Matt and felt for his cock. It didn't take much effort to find the hardening shaft within his jeans. Kim caressed it with her palm as the man sucked enthusiastically on a breast. Matt pulled down on Kim's swimsuit until it hung at her waist. He admired the woman's body for a second before pulling off his own t-shirt. Kim's hands immediately went to his strong chest and shoulders, eventually stopping at the nipples, which were lightly covered with thin, dark hairs. The man found her touch very arousing and the nipples soon ached. He moved forward until their two bodies met. He took Kim's head in his hands and kissed her passionately, feeling her breasts collapse between them. Her arms wrapped around his back and she felt his hardness rub against her, just above her pussy. Kim lowered her hands and slid them inside his jeans. It was a tight fit, but she managed to get her fingers on his ass. That wonderful, tight butt she had watched before. Now it was in her hands, and she squeezed it hard. Their kiss grew in intensity as both bodies tingled with anticipation. Kim wanted this man inside her. Matt wanted to feel his cock enter this sexy woman. Kim was the one who broke off the kiss, only to open Matt's jeans and pull down the zipper. The pants slipped down the man's legs, revealing a pair of boxers with a conspicuous bulge in the front. Matt reached down to take off his shoes and then kicked the jeans off his feet. Almost before he could stand back up Kim had her hand on his cock. He rubbed it through the boxers, then reached inside and wrapped her fingers around it. She stroked it while looking into his eyes, watching his desire grow by the second. The stimulation of her hand caused the cock to harden quickly and, when she felt it was at full erection, she took off his boxers. While Kim enjoyed the impressive view of the man's cock pointing upward, Erin was staring intently at Matt's ass. If the sight of it in jeans had awed her mother, the girl was even more taken by the naked version. She squirmed in her seat, feeling the familiar wetness growing between her legs. Kim tossed aside the boxers and, still kneeling, moved her face to the erect cock. She put her hand behind it and held the cock lightly as her tongue skimmed across it. Each time she touched it with her tongue the cock twitched. She licked the tip, then moved down and ran her tongue over Matt's balls. Again, she licked from the base of the cock to the tip. Tom had sat quietly watching the show, one time repositioning his cock inside his jeans to allow it to harden. Now the scene in the living room was overpowering him. He stood and walked over to Erin's chair. He reached out his hand and she understood. Erin took Tom's hand and they stood together. In just a matter of seconds, it seemed, both were naked and embracing. The breasts Tom had so enjoyed the evening before were once again in his mouth, the girl's ass in his hands. As Tom and Erin moved onto the couch, Kim was sucking feverishly on Matt's cock. The woman's hair swung wildly back and forth as her head bobbed on the shaft. Matt knew he could easily cum in her mouth and thoroughly enjoy it, but he wanted desperately to fuck Kim. "Stand up," he said softly to the woman, while pulling up on her arms. Kim obeyed and stood in silence as Matt calmly removed her swimsuit. She hoped that her constant exercising was paying off. While not able to offer the same silky smooth skin as her daughter, her hips, calves, thighs and butt were in good shape for a woman of forty-one. Matt ran his hands over her hips and around to her ass. Standing now, he pulled her closer until his rigid cock was pressed firmly between their bodies. He kissed her neck, biting it gently and causing Kim to giggle. She had not been this aroused in years. She knew she would do anything this man wanted. What Matt wanted her to do was lay down, and he told her so. As she lowered herself to the floor, she saw Erin sitting on Tom's lap, his cock deep inside her. Tom's hands were firmly planted on the girl's breasts, which bounced in rhythm with the rest of her body. They urged each other on with talk that only heightened Kim's already desperate state of arousal. As Kim started to lie down, Matt requested her to lie on her stomach. This petrified the woman, who considered her ass her least appealing feature. But, she complied and rolled over, resting her head on her arms. Kim glanced over her shoulder and watched Matt straddle her legs with his, resting on his knees. Then she felt his fingers on the sides of her ass. Slowly, they slid over her soft skin until his palms engulfed the cheeks. He took her ass in his hands and kneaded it, pushing it up at the same time. The massage continued with long, even caresses and Kim relaxed. Matt's fingers were on her waist, her hips, her thighs and her ass. She never wanted it to end. That is, until the fingers found her cunt. As the first finger disappeared inside her, Kim raised her ass off the floor in delight. When the second finger entered her she thought she would cum. A moan escaped her despite her best efforts to remain calm. "Roll over and let me fuck you." The voice was just inches from her ear. It startled her, yet she obeyed instantly. When she got on her back, Kim saw the tall, young man's erection pointing fiercely out from his body. The cock was not exceptionally thick, but looked long enough to enter her up to the throat. Without further instructions, she spread her legs and waited for him to satisfy her. Matt also was eager to please and put his cock at the entrance to Kim's vagina. When it was in place, he looked at the woman and was happy to see a receptive look on her face. He didn't see fear or distrust, just pure lust. He pushed forward. He lowered himself onto the woman. When their chests met, he was completely inside her. The Wildwood Cabins: Spring Break Kim moaned out his name as Matt began sliding his cock in and out of her. He put his hands under her ass. Kim responded by wrapping her legs around his waist and the man held her up by the thighs. She felt his long, hard cock penetrate her deeper than she had ever felt before. She held onto him tightly with her legs, her feet resting on the top of his ass. From where she was lying, she could barely see Erin and Tom on the couch. Their voices had risen and they both declared their pending orgasms. Erin cried out in a shrill voice when she came, followed shortly by Tom's unmistakable groans. Kim watched her daughter's breasts gyrate madly as Tom slammed into her over and over. This exhibition was all it took for Kim to cry out to Matt that she, too, was about to cum. She scarcely heard his voice urging her on over the unbelievable tremor that shook her body. From her nipples to her clit, she felt the orgasm begin. She closed her cunt tightly around Matt's cock. She lost all sense of her surroundings as she came. The only things that were constant were the piston-like motions of the cock inside her and the never-ending waves of bliss. Kim was nearly in tears from delight when Matt came. With even more violent thrusts than before, he shot streams of cum into her. Each time he entered her another load flew from his cock. A minute later he collapsed into Kim's arms, his semi-erect cock still inside her. Eventually he rolled off and Kim followed him onto her side. They kissed and caught their breath. On the couch, Tom was lazily sucking on one of Erin's breasts as she lay motionless. Kim thought about the one day they had left at the resort and what the two young men might be doing tomorrow morning. She thought about Dennis. She didn't suppose he'd be interested in watching. Or would he? She might have to ask.