Loading...She was gazing through the window overlooking the pool, when Fran came up beside her, handing her a tall glass, frosted with dew.
“Thanks, Fran, I need that on a day like this,” she said, but her attention was outside. Fran moved alongside her, and the two women gazed at the view.
“Penny for them,” said Fran.
“Just thinking that it’s over two years since I last got laid.”
Fran laughed. “And what prompted that , Susan Ellis?”
“Your son, Fran, as if you didn’t know.”
“Ah, my son. What is it, Sue? His incredible good looks, taking after his mother as he does? His swimmer’s physique? His boyish charm? His friendly personality?”
“All of those, Fran, but mostly the size of the bulge in his swim shorts.”
Fran laughed. “I thought it might be. Yes, Todd seems to be well developed where it might matter to a sex-starved woman. I can name another likely stud, too.”
“Oh, yes. Who?” said Sue, interested, almost despite herself.
“Your own son.”
“Joe? You’re joshing me!”
“Nope. I think Joe might be as big as Todd.”
Susan stared at her friend for a long, long, moment, and then burst into laughter.
Fran frowned. “Come on, Sue, share it. What’s so funny?”
“Us. That’s what’s funny. Two divorced, middle-aged women discussing the relative size of each other’s son’s dick. That’s what’s funny.”
“Sue, you said you hadn’t been laid in over two years. Well, it’s longer than that for me, three, almost four.”
Sue reached out and squeezed her friend’s hand. “I know, sweetie, I know. Life’s a bitch sometimes, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, I guess. What are we going to do about it? Put on our shortest skirts and our lowest-cut tops and go down to the Roadhouse, see if we can pick somebody up? I don’t think so, do you? Honestly? And why have you started looking all thoughtful?”
Sue smiled, gesturing towards the window. “The answer is out there.”
“Fuck my son? No way!”
“Sorry, Fran, didn’t make myself clear. Not you. Me. And you with Joe.”
There was a long silence, as Fran stared at her friend. Sue tilted her head, a half-smile on her face, until Fran gave her a wry grin. “Nice thought, Sue, very nice, but would Joe go for a woman twice his age?”
“In general terms, no, I don’t think so. Would he go for you? I think he very probably might, given the right incentive.”
“And that is? I’m not paying for sex, Sue.”
“Not asking you to, sweetie. Joe likes you, Fran. He likes you very much, quite apart from being his best friend’s mother. I was cleaning his room, and accidentally dislodged a pile of his college work. I was just going to pick it up and put it back, when I spotted a photo. Remember, about this time last year? When the four of us went to the beach?”
“Ye-e-s?”
“And you were wearing your red bikini?”
“Oh, god!” Fran groaned. “That one that was about three sizes too small?”
Sue grinned. “That’s the one. Joe had his camera. I suspect we weren’t paying attention, but Joe took a photo of you in that bikini.” Sue grinned. “I say this myself, girl, you looked hot in that photo!”
Fran flushed. “I felt hot. Hot with embarrassment.”
“Didn’t show. Anyway, Joe has that photo, near his bed. I suspect he might use it for jack-off material.”
Fran blinked, startled, and then laughed. “Oh, my god! Me, the stuff of masturbatory fantasies! You must be mistaken, Sue, you must.”
“Well, I could be wrong, but I don’t think I am. But that’s beside the point. If Joe wanted you, would you have him?”
“Seriously?” said Fran, and Sue nodded, her smile broadening as Fran went on. “Yes, I would! They say young men are best handled by experienced women, and I think I’d like to find out if it’s true.” Fran grinned, wry. “But will it happen? I suspect not.”
“I’d have to say exactly the same about me and Todd, so if you have any ideas, let’s hear them.”
Fran looked at her friend, really looked at her, for a long, long, moment, then took a long swallow from her glass, draining it. “I’ll get refills, and we’ll talk about this.”
*
Joe and his mother had just finished supper when she started to turn his world upside down, and probably inside-out, too, truth be told. “Joe?
“Yes, Mom?”
“Sorry for the personal question, son, and the timing, too, but it’s important. Are you still a virgin?”
He stared at her for a moment, a little shocked, a lot more surprised, but they’d always been honest with each other, and he shook his head, although he could feel his face flush. “No, Mom. Not since second semester at college.”
“Good experience?” He couldn’t stop the grin and Sue smiled. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
“Yes, Mom. It was a good experience.” Joe grinned, his flush fading. “Very good, in fact. But why is it important? Why the sudden inquisition?”
“Fran?”
“Aunt Fran? What about her?”
“She hasn’t been laid in over three years, is getting frustrated, and wants some action. But she wants good sex with no ties, from someone she likes, someone she trusts. I suggested you.”
“You suggested me?” Joe was startled. “Why me?”
“You like her.”
Joe snorted. “True, but she is my best friend’s mother, and your best friend, too, as far as I can tell, apart from being a good-looking, friendly neighbor.”
“Yes, son, she is. But we were talking about Fran. She’s attractive. Good figure, keeps herself fit.”
“Also true, but so are you attractive and fit, Mom. And also with a good figure.”
“Thank you, but I’m not asking you to fuck me, Joe, but Fran.” He stared at her and she gave him a rueful grin. “Guess it’s the first time I ever said ‘fuck’ to you, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, Mom. First time, but then, there’s a first time for everything, isn’t there?”
“I guess so.”
“Including me, um, fucking Aunt Fran.”
Sue chuckled. “Including that. Well, does it appeal, or repel?”
“Come on, Mom, get real! You offer me Aunt Fran on a plate, gift-wrapped, and expect me to say no? Of course it appeals.”
“Good. Next question. Do you and Todd have any plans for the weekend? Friday to Monday inclusive?”
“No, I’m pretty sure we don’t. Why?”
“Cape Aniya? Ever been?”
“The nudist place?” Joe’s smile was wry. “No, Mom, I have never been to Cape Aniya. Why there? Are you thinking of going?”
“Not just thinking. We have a two-bedroom cabin reserved for the weekend. You, me, Fran, and Todd. Fran thought it was a good idea to let you see what you were getting before you committed yourself.”
Joe stared at her again. “Whoa a moment, Mom. Am I getting the right picture here? While I make with the nasties with Aunt Fran, you and Todd are getting it on, too?”
Sue was suddenly unsure, it had all seemed so simple when she and Fran had discussed it, and she was hesitant, feeling the heat in her face, when she nodded. “Yeah, um, that was the idea, son. You okay with that?”
Joe reached for her hand, squeezing her fingers, and his voice was soft when he spoke. “Mom, when was the last time you got laid? I’d guess about two, three years, before you threw my no-good Dad out. Am I right?”
Sue nodded. “Yes,” she whispered.
“Then it’s time. Todd’s a good choice. He’s hot for you, Mom. He told me he masturbates to thoughts of you.” Joe flushed. “Oops! Don’t tell him I told you, okay?” He laughed, short, wry. “It was more information than I really wanted when he told me that, but then I jack-off to thoughts of Aunt Fran, so I couldn’t exactly criticize, could I?”
“Our secret, Joe. I swear.” Wow, thought Sue, feeling a flush of heat in her pussy. This could be good! I was right about that photo.
Joe nodded. “Mom, if you had to choose someone to take to bed, and if you’d asked me who, I’d have put Todd at the top of the list.” He laughed. “A very short list, by the way. Only one name on it.”
A surge of relief ran through Sue. “So I take it you’re okay with this?”
“Yes, Mom. I’m fine. I was a little concerned about what you’d be doing, if I was fucking Aunt Fran, but if you’re going to be showing Todd what a real woman wants, I can relax, and enjoy my own lesson.”
“Real woman, eh? Thanks for that, son.”
“Hey, I live with you, remember? I’ve seen you in your underwear, as well as in your nightie, and your bikini. I’ve never seen you naked, Mom, but I think I’m going to soon, yes?”
“On Friday, yes. I’ll probably blush like a sunset.”
Joe laughed. “You think I won’t? We can have matching flushes.”
“It might depend on Todd, son. Fran was asking him tonight, too.”
“I forecast an enthusiastic ‘yes’, Mom.”
Sue glanced at her watch. Just coming up to ten. Time to phone Fran. She turned to Joe. “Joe? There’s a bottle of wine in the kitchen. Red. Open it, and pour us one each, will you? Then I need to ring Fran.”
“Dutch courage, Mom? You won’t need it, I promise. Hey, can I ring?”
“Get the wine. We’ll see.”
But it was Joe who dialed Fran’s number, and Sue fought a giggle, listening to him, for it was obvious that Fran had answered the phone. “Aunt Fran? Hi, it’s Joe … no, it’s you I wanted to speak to, not Todd … why? I have a question for you, that’s why … no, it’s an easy one, I promise … yes, easy. Which side of the bed do you sleep?” He listened for a moment, a grin spreading over his face, then laughed. “Oh, you’re not planning on sleeping. Should I be worried? … that’s good, I can manage well-rested … yes, she’s here. I’ll put her on.” He turned. “Fran wants to speak to you.”
Sue took the receiver. “Get that wine, son. Fran, hi.”
“Hi, Sue. I take it that I can expect sexual advances from your son this coming weekend?”
Sue laughed. “Yeah, and you know it, too, after that call. Not planning on sleeping, huh?”
There was a giggle on the line. “Nope, I’m not. Of course, with a bit of luck I’ll pass out from exhaustion.”
“What about me? Do I plan on sleeping?”
“Not if my son has anything to do with it, girlfriend. He is hot for you!” There was a murmur on the line, then Fran spoke again. “Sue, Todd would like a word.”
“Put him on.”
A pause. “Aunt Sue?”
“Hi, Todd, honey.”
“Mom says this weekend was your idea. That right?”
“Not totally. I think the location was your mom’s. Going away for a few days, somewhere that no-one knows us, that was my idea, yes, but I would have been happy with a little hideaway, somewhere out of the way. I have to say, since your mom suggested it, I’m sort of getting to like the idea of being naked in public.” Sue laughed, almost a giggle. “Or trying to be, anyway. I guess I’m a closet exhibitionist or something.”
“Well, I don’t know about that, but you’ve been my dream woman for ages, and just the thought of seeing you naked, let alone touching you, is making me very excited. Very, very excited.”
“Todd, honey, I’m wet just thinking about it.” Sue glanced over her shoulder. “Put your mom back on, please, Todd?”
“Sure thing, Aunt Sue. Friday can’t come soon enough. Here’s Mom.”
“Hi, Sue. What’s up?”
Sue giggled. “Joe’s dick, thinking about you, probably.”
“No more than Todd’s.”
“Joe is hot to trot, girl. The boys are going to that football match tomorrow afternoon. The forecast is good again, so can I come over for a swim? I thought we might try tanning those bits that don’t normally catch the sun, get them a little prepared for Friday. Sound good?”
“Sure does, Sue. Come over straight after lunch? Say, one?”
“One it is, Fran. See ya.”
Next afternoon, beside the pool, the two women stretched out naked, sunblock well rubbed in. The day was warm, even hot, and they were relaxed with each other, even though they’d never been naked together in the past.
“So Joe was keen, was he?” said Fran.
Sue chuckled. “You answered the phone to him, so you tell me.”
“In that case, I have to say, ‘yes’.”
“Yes is right, Fran. I asked him if he was okay with it, and if I remember right, he said something like, ‘you offer me Aunt Fran, gift-wrapped, and ask me if I’m okay? Of course I’m okay with it’. So I think you can relax, girl.” Sue grinned at the pleased expression on her friend’s face.
“Pretty much what Todd said, too. I think we might enjoy this weekend.”
“Think? I’m certain!”
“Any thoughts?” said Fran.
“About what?”
“The how? The what? Any thoughts on how to go about this?”
Sue paused before she answered. “Yes, I do. We spend the afternoon, after we get there, naked, on the beach or wherever. It is a nude beach, and it is summer, after all. Then we go off the Cape for a meal, somewhere we have to wear clothes, but we let the boys see us dressing. Neither of us has a particularly big bust, we can get away with going bra-less, so we let them see we leave off our underwear, that underneath our dresses or whatever, we’re naked, naked and ready. If that doesn’t have them ready to go when we get back to the cabin, nothing will! And when we’re back we – do you like oral?”
Fran grinned. “Love it. Giving, and receiving.”
“Great! Okay, when we’re back, we blow them, swallow them whole. It won’t take long, because they’ll be so excited from knowing we’ve been sitting next to them without any bra or panties that they’ll shoot on sight! When we’ve blown them, we teach them how to eat us. And when that’s done, we fuck, but this time they’ll last, because they’ve already come. Sound good?” Sue grinned across at her friend.
“Susan Ellis, you are a fucking genius!”
“Maybe. I doubt it, else how come I married such a complete loser? I don’t mean financially, the divorce settlement was great, I mean in the intra-species bit, between man and woman? Or should that be inter-species? Are men and women different species?”
“Sweetheart, I have no idea. You’re the college graduate, not me. But if I could answer that, I could probably tell you where I went wrong, too.”
There was a long, comfortable silence before Sue spoke again. “Just curiosity, Fran, but did you ever make love to a woman?”
“You mean like in a lesbian relationship?”
“I wasn’t thinking of anything that intense, just a girl-on-girl experiment, find out what it was like, sort of thing.”
“Yes, in high school.” Fran laughed. “Then I discovered hard dicks with warm men attached.”
“Ah,” said Sue, the best kind!”
“Definitely. Um, Sue, was there a purpose to your question, or just prurient curiosity?”
“A bit of both, I think. Whatever happens this weekend, and perhaps later, too, after we get back home, the boys go back to college in three weeks’ time, and our beds are empty again.”
“And?”
“I thought we might perhaps try a little girl-on-girl action, or perhaps middle-aged-divorcée on middle-aged-divorcée would be more apt. Keep our libidos ticking over until Christmas, when the boys are home again.”
Fran laughed. “It might be fun.” There was another comfortable pause before Fran spoke again. “Sue?”
“Mmm?”
“How old is middle-aged?”
Sue giggled. “Much older than we are, girlfriend, much older. You’re what, thirty-nine? and I’m just turned forty. We’re young!”
“And fit, and apparently desirable, too, or so our sons would have us believe.”
“And when did they ever lie to us? At least about anything serious?”
“Never, as far as I know, but I can only speak for Todd, of course.”
“Joe’s the same, far as I know. I think we raised a couple of good ones.”
“Me, too. We’ll see just how good they are in other fields on Friday.”
“Yes, indeed. Can’t come too soon for me.”
*
And eventually, Friday arrived. They’d agreed they’d all travel together in Fran’s SUV, and Fran and Todd arrived to collect Sue and Joe just after nine.
“Ready?” said Fran, as she and Todd came in.
“Yep. All packed, with the singular exception of anything to wear on the beach except sunblock,” said Sue, laughing. Joe just grinned at Todd, and flushed a little when he caught Fran’s eye, but she just winked and blew him a kiss.
“It’s about a three hour drive, so I thought we’d look for a diner, maybe just before noon, then we don’t need to waste time eating once we get there,” said Fran. “Okay with you guys?”
“Sounds like a plan, girlfriend,” said Sue. “Let’s go!” Five minutes later they were on the road, Todd in the back seat beside Sue, Joe in the front with Fran. Both women were conscious of the fact that they’d be in bed with the young man sitting next to them later that day, but it just added a zing to thoughts of the weekend they were all planning to enjoy, and an extra dampness to the pussy area.
They found a roadside diner just after midday, and got themselves some food, and shortly after one-thirty were at the Cape. The admissions office was staffed by a woman of middle years, in halter top and shorts, who quickly confirmed their reservation.
“Once you’re through the gate,” she said, “turn right, and follow the road behind the pines. Watch out for the numbers. You’ll see a little access road for each cabin, and there’s parking to the rear of the cabin. You’re in number seven, and you have your own path to the beach. It’s only short, about twenty yards, and you’re on the beach just seconds from the cabin.”
“Sounds great,” said Fran. “Did our drinks order go through?”
“Yes, indeed. You’ll find the water and sodas in the refrigerator, ready for you. The air-conditioner was turned on an hour ago, so everything is ready for you. Here’s your key, and enjoy your weekend.”
“We were planning to go into town for a meal, later, so two quick questions,” said Fran. “One, is someone on duty if we come back late? And two, can you recommend somewhere to eat?”
“Take your cabin key with you. If the gate is locked when you come back, your key opens the control box. You can see it on the pole there, bright blue? Open the box, press the button. The gate will open. Drive through, and the gate will close automatically. That’s if you come back after nine. There’s someone here until then. As for your second question, do you like Italian food?”
“Yes, we all do.”
“Toni’s Tavern, then. Good food, reasonably priced.” The woman grinned. “Toni’s my cousin, but the food is good, I promise.” She rummaged in a drawer, then passed over a leaflet. “Directions!”
“Great!” said Fran. “Right, that’s everything.”
“Enjoy your weekend. Might see you on the beach tomorrow, I’m due three days off.”
“Maybe we will. Bye for now.”
There was tension in the air as Fran drove along the access road. Joe spotted the sign.
“There,” he said. “Number seven.” Fran turned in and ten seconds later they were there. A two bedroom cabin, as promised. A tiny kitchen, dining space for six, living area with two couches facing each other over a coffee table, TV. And two bedrooms. Each with bath, each with two beds, as promised, and which they’d booked as cover, the reservation being in their own names, but the rooms were big, and in each room one of the beds was a double.
“Which one do you want?” said Sue, head cocked.
Her son pointed. “That one. Okay, Fran?”
“Okay, sweetie.”
“Guess we’re in here, Sue,” said Todd. Hmm, when did the ‘aunt’ get dropped.
“Guess so, honey. Plans, anyone?”
“Test our collective nerve out on the beach, I guess,” said Fran, with a shrug. “Which means that we need to take our clothes off. Suddenly, I’m nervous.”
Todd laughed, glancing at Sue. “I’m petrified.” She grinned, taking his hand and leading him into their bedroom.
“Okay,” said Sue, “we’ll just pile our clothes on the single bed for the moment.” She grinned. “We need the other one for other things, later, for us.”
Holding Todd’s eyes, she began to unbutton her blouse. A slow grin spread across his face and he loosened the waist band of his shorts, sliding them down just as Sue discarded her blouse. Her own shorts quickly followed, along with his t-shirt, leaving Todd in boxers, Sue in brief bra and panties, and moments later, the two of them were naked. There was a long silence as they studied each other, each of them with a touch of red in their face, a hint of lust in their eyes. Todd was the first to speak.
“You are even more beautiful than I ever imagined,” he said.
“My breasts are too small.”
“Rubbish, they’re beautiful. Your eyes are beautiful, your hair is lovely, your figure is a young man’s dream.” Todd grinned. “I think you’ve been sunbathing without any clothes, too.”
“Good guess, Todd. Your mom and I, we topped up our tans when you and Joe were at the football match, and when you went off for your day’s golf.” Sue looked down at herself. “Still needs more though.”
Todd laughed. “Not as much as me.” Sue giggled – he was rather pale about the loins – but even mostly dormant, his dick looked to be a good size. She held her hand out to him.
“Come on, let’s go face the others.”
Almost as if it had been rehearsed, the bedroom doors opened almost simultaneously, and the four of them were naked together. Sue gave her son a quick, surreptitious glance. Shit! Fran was right, Joe’s got a good-sized package! How’d I miss that? And Joe was giving her the quick once-over, too. She straightened, and caught his eye. “Look your fill, son. This might be a once-only if I get cold feet.”
Joe grimaced. “Don’t even think that, Mom. You and Fran will be the loveliest creatures on the beach.”
“Definitely,” said Todd, who’d been eyeing his own mother. He held out his hand to Sue. “Shall we?”
“You and Joe go on ahead. We’re booked in under our own names, so any sexy goings-on must be kept for when we’re private. So, if you see any good-looking girls act natural, and lust after them, or something, but your nights are for me, understand?”
Todd snapped to attention, and saluted. “Yes, ma’am!”
Sue laughed. “Get on with you, we’ll be right behind. We’ll bring some cold sodas, okay?”
Todd nodded, and he and Joe went out in low-voiced conversation. Sue turned to Fran, who grinned at her. “We struck lucky, I think. Either one of them looks like they’re going to be bigger than any man I’ve ever had before.”
“Sure did,” said Fran. “I guess we better take any valuables with us, plus the key. Just in case. My big beach bag, I think, with our purses. Your bag for the sodas.”
“Let’s do it!”
Looking back on it after they were home again, Fran and Sue agreed it had been a fun afternoon. The beach was busy, but there was plenty of room. Todd and Joe played volleyball with some other youngsters, while Fran and Sue chatted with some older couples and singles, like themselves, but their tans testified to previous visits. Around five, the four of them made their way back to the cabin.
“You take the bathroom first, honey,” said Sue. I’ll put our things in the closet.
“You sure?” said Todd.
“Absolutely. Get all that sand and salt off, get nice and clean for later.”
“Okay, but if you get the things in the closet, come share the shower with me?” Todd looked appealingly at Sue and her pussy pulsed. She nodded.
“You go ahead, get the temperature just right. There are only a few things to put away, so I’ll just be a moment.” Todd grinned, and disappeared into the bathroom.
They’d brought few clothes, reasoning they’d be naked a lot of the time, so unpacking was quick. Sue left a red shirt and flower-patterned skirt on the bed, and went to join Todd in the shower. He grinned when he saw her and moved across to free space for her, but there was plenty and Sue speculated that the designers had anticipated people sharing.
“Turn round, Sue, and I’ll do your back,” said Todd.
She giggled, surprising herself. “Wouldn’t you rather do my front?”
Todd looked startled, but his answer was quick. “Of course, I just thought you’d like me to do the bits you can’t reach, first.”
“First, eh? Hmm. Okay, Todd, wash my back, pretty please.”
His hands were a little shaky as he began, but as she just moved to facilitate his efforts, he steadied, and when he washed her butt it was more of a caress than a wash. She just stopped herself moaning with pleasure, then thought, ‘fuck, why not?’ and let the moan trickle out, feeling his hands moving down her thighs. She moved her legs apart, knowing he’d be able to see her pussy if he knelt, reasoning that that was exactly what they were there for. Finished her back, Todd stood, and she reached for the shower gel.
“Your turn, Todd.” He turned obediently and she began to rub the gel into his shoulders and upper back, feeling him shiver as her hands moved down, over his taut swimmer’s butt, fighting the urge to goose him. Finished, she turned him, handing him the gel, holding his eyes.
“Now my front,” she whispered. He poured gel into his hand, a hand that was shaking, and reached out slowly, tentatively, and she shuddered when she felt his hand touch her breast, the half-hard nipple instantly fully hard, heat in her belly, her pussy. His hands were gentle, and she reveled in the first touch of a man’s hands on her body for two years.
“Does it feel good?” he murmured, and she grinned at him, nodding.
“You have no idea how good, Todd.”
“Touch me?” There was a plea in his voice and she looked down, startled to see him fully erect, fascinated by the hard size of him, her pussy pulsing, anticipating the feel of it penetrating her later. She reached down, squeezing, feeling him hard and hot in her hand. The suds were running off them, and she caught a handful, reaching down again, sliding her hand along his thick shaft, caressing him, but he suddenly groaned, and he was jetting his semen into her hand. He looked at her, agonized, but she shook her head, smiling at him.
“I’m sorry,” he said, his tone miserable.
“Don’t be, because next time, when we’re dry, and ready, and in bed, you’ll take longer and we’ll both be the happier for it.” She squeezed his shrinking dick, and smiled at him. “Honest, Todd, best thing that could have happened. Well, maybe not best, because it could have been in my mouth, but good.”
“You’re sure?” he said, and she could see she’d startled him with her comment.
“Absolutely. Come on, let’s get rinsed and dried, and dressed. We need fuel, if we’re going to fuck all night.” She grinned at his expression, raising her eyebrows suggestively, and he laughed.
“Okay, I feel better about it now.”
“Good!”
Dried, they returned to the bedroom. Casually, she took her red shirt, and donned it. then slid the skirt over her hips and fastened it. She reached for the strappy sandals she planned to wear and slid them onto her feet.
“Right, I’m ready,” she said, smiling at Todd, as he pulled a blue polo shirt over his head.
“You’re going like that? Without, um,” his voice trailed off.
“Yes, I’m going like this. Without, um,” she said, laughing.
“Wow. why?”
“Anticipation, sweetie, anticipation. Plus, I’m trying to turn you on!”
He groaned. “Aunt Sue, you do that just by being here.”
The others were waiting for them in the living room, Joe dressed like Todd, in chinos and polo shirt, tan and grey in his case, Fran in patterned blouse and wrap-around skirt. Like Sue, wearing sandals. She smiled to see them.
“Ready, guys?”
“Lead on!”
The drive was short, the restaurant had plenty of room, as it was still relatively early, and they got a nice corner table near the big window overlooking the ocean.
“Excuse us a moment, boys. Nose-powdering time. If the waiter comes, order some mineral waters, No wine, we want you boys ready to perform, later,” said Sue. “Fran?”
“Absolutely,” said Fran. “Back in a moment, boys.”
In the ladies’ room, empty but for the two of them, Fran grinned at Sue. “Well?”
“Well, what?”
“How are things going? My son behaving himself?”
“Absolutely. Mine?”
“The same. Any little incidents to report?”
Sue grinned. “We showered together, and Todd made a lovely job of washing my tits. Then he said, ‘touch me’. I looked down and this monster was pointing at me. Couldn’t resist, I took him, squeezed him, slid my hand along it a couple of times, and bang! He came.” Sue grinned. “Poor baby was upset until I assured him that it meant he would last longer later, and that was what I wanted.”
Fran grinned. “I think Joe jacked off. We showered separately, worse luck, but he was watching my every move when I dressed, and left off my bra and panties. He didn’t say anything, but his eyes were yelling at me.”
Sue laughed. “We’re up to date. Shall we rejoin our gallant studs?”
“We shall. Lead on!”
They enjoyed the meal, but all of their thoughts were on what was to happen later, and conversation was desultory. Shortly after eight they were on their way back to the Cape, and by eight-thirty were back in the cabin.
“I see no point in sitting making small talk,” said Fran. “We all know we’re here to fuck, and I for one am raring to go. Joe?” Joe stood up, and Sue was startled to see the bulge in his chinos. He looked down, then across at his mother, giving her an embarrassed shrug, and a grin, but Sue just laughed. He grinned at her, and held out his hand to Fran. She took it, and turned to Sue and Todd. “We’ll see you in the morning. Sometime. Probably. Of course, it may be afternoon, or evening. We don’t care.” Turning, she led a grinning Joe into the bedroom and the door closed behind them with a decisive click.
Sue turned to Todd. “Seems like a good idea, hon. Shall we?”
Todd nodded, then groaned. “Gods, yes, Sue, please!”
In the room, door closed, drapes closed, Sue turned to Todd and beckoned. He came closer, and she put her arms around his neck, drawing him down into a kiss. A long kiss, a hot kiss. A kiss that explored, that investigated, that approved, adored. A kiss that when they broke it left them both breathing hard, staring into each other’s eyes. A slow smile spread across Sue’s face, and she leaned back slightly in Todd’s arms.
Undress me?” she murmured, delighted by the sudden hunger in his eyes, the slight tremble in his hands as they came up to unbutton her blouse, the feel of his hands on her breasts as he gave them a swift, but careful, loving, caress as he pushed back her shirt. She straightened her arms and let it slide to the floor as he loosened her skirt, sliding the zip down over the curve of her ass. She gave a shimmy, and the skirt slid to the floor, and she was naked before him again. Ready, this time, hot, wanting.
“My turn,” she said, and went to her knees before him, loosening his belt, his waistband, lowering his zip carefully over his growing bulge, fighting a giggle at the sight of his obscenely-tented boxer shorts, losing the fight against the giggle when they realized they’d both forgotten about his sneakers. A few moments unbalanced struggle, and Todd wore only boxers and his polo shirt, and Sue reached, took careful hold of his waistband and lowered his undershorts carefully over the obstruction of his now almost fully-erect dick. Deep red, swollen, the veins proud, pulsing with his heartbeat. She took a deep breath, leaned forward and he was in her mouth, filling it. She let her mouth move the length of his dick, as far as she could before the gag reflex hit her, hearing his deep groan above her. She’d never been able to deep-throat, but she wasn’t worried, as she knew that most of the sensitivity of his dick was in the head.
She let him slip from her mouth with a soft ‘pop’, and stood, taking the hem of his polo shirt and pushing it up, and off over his head, her nipples, her hard nipples, brushing his chest, the shirt falling free, and then they were kissing again, hot, hard, pouring their want into the kiss, each trying to show the other the extent of their desire. At last, gasping for breath, Sue broke the kiss, staring into Todd’s eyes as he held her.
“I guess you’d like to fuck me now?” she said, a half-smile curving her lips, pressing herself against the evidence of his arousal. Todd grinned.
“Yes, I would, you know I would. Very much.”
“And you will, but not yet.” She hid a smile as his face fell.
“Oh? And why not now?”
“You’re excited, aren’t you?”
Todd laughed. “Yes, I’d have to admit to that, I guess. The evidence is kinda obvious,” he said, pushing gently with his hips, his erection hard against her.
Sue laughed, low, soft. “So I can tell. But if I let you fuck me now, you’ll be too quick, and we won’t get the best of it.”
Todd smiled. “Ah. You have an alternative?”
She nodded. “Yes, I do. Step one, I get you off with my mouth. Step two, you get me off with your mouth. Step three, because I think you’ll be hard again by then, step three, we fuck, and this time it lasts. Does that appeal?”
“Aunt Sue, you minx, you know it does!”
“Okay, then, Todd. On the bed, on your back, and let me at him!”
In moments, Todd was on the bed, his head propped up with pillows, with Sue kneeling between his spread legs. She took a gentle grasp of his hardness, and Todd’s breath hissed in as he felt her fingers on him. She looked up and blew him a kiss, then bent, letting his hardness slip between her lips, knowing that soon, probably very soon, she was going to have a spitting monster in her mouth.
He was hot, hard, his skin smooth over his resilience, silk over rubber over steel, and he was big, big enough to fill her mouth, too big for her to deep-throat him, even if she could. She contented herself with taking him as deep as she could, then lifted her head, lips pursed in an ‘O’ around him, letting him almost slip from her mouth, then down again, not so far this time, concentrating on the sensitive area around the swollen mushroom head of his dick, hearing him gasp as she moved over the sensitive area. She lifted her head for a moment.
“Okay, hon?”
“Fuck, yes!” he moaned, and she grinned, her head going down again, moving, sucking, nipping, careful to keep her teeth well away from his glans, letting her lips and tongue do the work, hearing his breathing quicken, coarsen, until he was almost panting, and she knew he was close, feeling him tense, then cry out as his climax hit him, but she knew by then, as she was swallowing frantically, his semen filling her mouth, swallowing, licking, feeling the pulses ease away to almost nothing, only the occasional reflex twitch as her tongue moved over his sensitivity. With a last lick around the head, she let him slip from her mouth and sat back.
She smiled, fighting a laugh. Todd’s breathing was still heavy, but easing. His head was back, his eyes closed, and an expression of bliss was on his face. As she moved, his eyes flickered open, and she blew him a kiss.
“Okay, honey?”
He took a deep breath. “You have no idea.”
“Never been blown before?”
“Yeah, couple of times, but not like that! You are sensational, Sue, utterly sensational. And sometime, when I’ve recovered, which might be a long time, I would most definitely like to have you do it again.”
“It’s a promise, honey, because I enjoyed it, too. You felt good in my mouth.”
“Can we rest, until I get my breath back, before I eat you?”
“Of course we can, sweetheart.” She moved forward, laying herself half on him, stretching herself the full length of him, her head on his chest, hearing, feeling, the solid thump of his heartbeat. She sighed, content, feeling his arm come around her, just holding her. It had been way too long since she’d had any good sex.
“Sue?”
“Mmm?”
“I think I love you.”
Sue chuckled and blew him a kiss. “It’s kinda mutual, Todd,” she said, laying her head on his chest again.
“Sue?”
“Yes, hon.”
“Thank you.”
She raised her head again, smiling at him. “Honey, it was for purely selfish motives, believe me. I remember reading an article somewhere that said young men should have older lovers in their early days, as a man peaks at eighteen or nineteen, and a woman in her thirties, and I wanted to know if the article is right. Well, on my experience so far, hon, I have to say a resounding ‘yes’. Okay, maybe I’m a little past that point, but not you, you’re right on the mark.”
Todd laughed, his chest shaking beneath her, making her smile. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
“You know this can’t last, don’t you?”
“My mind says yes, but my heart says never! I have to say, I’m in no hurry to end it.”
“Me either, hon, me either.”
He stroked her back for a moment. “Hey, lover, wanna be eaten?”
She raised her head. He was smiling at her. “You ready?”
“Yep. Are you?”
“Fuck, yes!”
Sue lay back comfortably, her head propped up by pillows, her legs spread, thinking that she and Fran shaving themselves clean had come into the category of Good Idea, although it was more likely, Very Good Idea. Todd lay on his belly between her legs. He looked up and caught her eye and she flushed, despite wanting this. She was a little embarrassed by the way Todd was studying her pussy, but relaxed when he looked up at her and smiled.
“Beautiful!” he said, then grimaced. “Sue? I never actually did it before. Give a girl head, I mean.”
“I’m your first?”
“Yes, you are. I mean, I know what to do in theory, but … ” He shrugged, and gave her a wry smile.
“Good,” she said, her tone positive.
He was startled. “Good? How?”
“No preconceptions about how good you are. You don’t object to a few hints as we go, do you?”
He stared at her. “Are you kidding? All you want to give me, please!”
“In that case, let’s get going.”
“Now?”
“Now, honey. I want to feel that mouth on me. But first, just lean in and breathe. If you don’t like the smell, you won’t like the taste.”
Todd laughed. “No kidding!” He wriggled around until he was comfortable, then leaned forward, breathing deeply of Sue’s aroma. She waited, suddenly anxious, but he looked up at her, grinning. “Smells good, lover. Real good.”
“Ready to taste?” Todd nodded. “Well, point that tongue, and push it into my slit!” He laughed, his tongue came out, and Sue waited, anticipating. She never needed to give Todd any hints, for he turned out to be a natural pussy-eater, kissing her, licking her, nipping at her with his lips, his mouth moving over her, teasing her, bringing her easily up the climb towards climax, a climax he pushed her into with a long lick up her slit, a pointed tongue pushed as far as he could into her cleft, and a nipping suck on her clitoris, pushing her over the precipice of climax, so that her thighs clamped on his head and her belly quivered as she let the sensations wash over her.
Todd sat back, his mouth bright with her juices. Sue glanced down, almost gasping for breath, her smile broadening as she saw his erection. She reached for him.
“Fuck me, Todd, fuck me! Oh, God, fuck me!” She slithered down in the bed as he moved up to her, and she reached down to guide him into her, gasping as his hard length slid deep into her soaking pussy. She kissed him fiercely as he thrust, and as hard as he was thrusting into her, so her own hips were pushing back at him, trying to get him even deeper. It was too intense to last, it couldn’t. And it didn’t. With a primeval cry as old as man, Todd came, his hips moving in blind reflex as he emptied his seed into her, even as her pussy was milking him in the throes of her own climax.
Panting as if he’d just finished a sprint, totally anaerobic, Todd collapsed across her, then pushed himself up, onto his elbows. Sweat shone on his face, and Sue could feel the slither of sweat between their bellies, her own chest heaving in the effort of extracting oxygen from the air.
Eventually, their breathing was merely heavy, the gasps easing to deep inhalations, the smell of sex, good sex, thick in the air. A slow smile spread over Todd’s face, and Sue could feel it mirrored on her own. She stretched up and kissed him.
“Enjoy that, honey?”
“Damned right, I did. You?”
“Best I’ve had in a long, long, time, Todd, I tell you straight.”
He grinned. “Best I ever had, bar none.”
“I guess some experience does help.”
“Absolutely!”
She sighed, but it was a sigh of content. “Todd, my love, your cock feels absolutely great in my pussy.”
“Does to me, too.” He bent and kissed her, light, more friend than lover. “I’d like it to be there a lot.”
“Sounds good to me, hon. We have three weeks before you go back to college, so I guess we can fit a good amount of fucking in before you leave.”
“You’d fuck me in your own bed?” he said, surprise in his tone.
“Or yours, yes, of course. Hmm, just had a thought. Me and Joe invite you and your mom for dinner. No-one except us needs to know what else we do.”
Todd laughed. “I hope there’ll be some actual food included. You’re real tasty, Sue, but I suspect a little low on calories for a growing boy.”
“There’ll be food, energy food. I don’t think any aphrodisiacs will be needed.” She giggled. “Not that I’d know where to get any.”
“The only aphrodisiac I need is knowing that you want me, Sue. That’s the biggest turn-on of all.”
“Thanks, sweetie.” She squeezed down on him and her eyes widened. “My god, you’re still hard!”
He grinned. “When I jack off, I usually have to do it twice before it softens.”
“You mean, I might get another nailing by that monster of yours?”
“I sure hope so.”
“Anything I can do to help?”
He grinned. “Tell me what you like.”
“What I like?”
“Yes, of course. What you like. Do you like missionary? Woman on top? Doggy-style? Do you like to make love in the open? Do you like to suck me off, or do you prefer me to eat you?”
Sue laughed. “Yes.”
Todd frowned. “Sorry?”
She kissed his nose. “I like all of those. I like making love in the bath, in the shower, in bed, on the floor, bent over a table. I like to be naked with my lover, so that I can smell him, so that I can taste him. I like him to be naked, to be hard, so that I can feel him, run my fingers over his erection, over his balls.
“I like missionary position, so I can look into my lover’s eyes when he comes. I like to be on top, to control the moment. I like to be taken from behind, like the animal I am.
“Honey, I’m just a fuck-hungry, lusty woman who is totally enjoying having you hard and inside me. However you want me, I’ll give it a try. But never, ever, where it would hurt Joe or your mom.”
He smiled down into her eyes, and she felt his prick flex inside her. “Sounds good to me, sweetheart. I think I’m ready to go again. You?”
“Almost. Give me a kiss, and then we’ll have another quick shower. I don’t know about you, but I am sticky with sweat and sex, and I want to be clean for round two.”
Todd groaned. “Will I live?”
Sue laughed. “Dunno, hon, but what a way to go!”