I’m a divorced single mother and have been traveling for work, and nothing feels better than a dip in the pool after a long business trip. My daughters are in school, and the backyard is private, so I decided to go skinny-dipping. The first thing I do is drop my luggage, pee like a racehorse, and then strip. The master bedroom exits out to the backyard and pool, so I tiptoe and slowly enter the pool to acclimate. Just as I managed to slide onto the floating beanbag lounge chair, I saw out of the corner of my eye one of my daughter’s boyfriends breaking through the bushes just outside her bedroom window. He apparently didn’t see me come out to the pool because he was carrying his clothes and shoes and trying to be quiet while making his escape. I contemplated letting him get away because I wasn’t dressed for a confrontation but then he saw me and I must have scared the shit out of him because he dropped everything, but I digress.
There was no even trying to cover myself, and he tried everything to cover his eyes and himself while trying to apologize profusely. With the cat already out of the bag, I decided to torture him a little bit like a cat would a mouse and told him, “Get over here, mister.” He looked everywhere but at me, and when he saw the towel I brought out, he picked it up and held it like a stinky shirt in front of him, obstructing his view of me as he came over to the side of the pool, still apologizing. He was so shook and scared and was attempting to explain how he wasn’t expecting me and how my daughter permitted him to sleep in because she had school, etc. He was a stammering fool, and I told him to shut up and that it was too late for any of us to hide behind a towel and to drop it and look at me. He hemmed and hawed but dropped the towel and still wouldn’t look at me as he stood there with his hands covering his boxers.
I allowed him to stew a minute and took advantage of his refusal to look at me and took him in instead. My daughter has always been into black guys, and they have been dating now for almost two years. He is six-four, special dark, and built like a god. He is a football wide receiver in college and was just down for spring break. Broad-shouldered with thick pecs and too many abs to count, and how many kids wear boxers was what caught me at first. Then I could see the outline of his magnificent package, which caused me to sit up on my elbows to take him all in. I demanded that he look at me, and he refused, telling me that I was nekkid. I said thanks, Captain Obvious, and impulsively stated that it wasn’t fair. I slid off the float and waded over to the side of the pool and again demanded that he look at me and come closer. He peeked at me from under his long lashes as he desperately failed to hide his growing appreciation behind his shielding hands. I demanded he come closer and drop his hands, and again look at me. He reluctantly walked to the edge of the pool, maintained eye contact, and asked if he could go, stating that it wouldn’t happen again. I don’t know what came over me, but I responded, “Not so fast, mister; we first need to even the playing field”.
I knew what came over me; I just don’t have the willpower. It might be because he was really showing; his cock was swollen and nearly impossible to hide or miss even under his boxers and hands. I told him that it was only fair that I got to see him nekkid and told him to drop his boxers. He threw his head back in protest like a child and stuttered about my daughter, his girlfriend, and pleaded to be allowed to get away with just a warning. I said, “Drop them, and then I’ll consider it”, knowing very well that it was too late for all that. He thought it was a debate until I asked him if he’d rather I call her father. He then looked at me like “You wouldn’t”, and I looked at him and then down at his boxers and nodded my head down. He exasperatedly exhaled and slowly slid his boxers to his ankles before asking if he could go. He tried to hide his appreciation, but there was no hiding that thing. It was gorgeous hanging there like the sweetest low-hanging fruit, and my mouths were watering. He apologized again, and I told him that I was flattered as I patted the coping and told him to sit. His head dropped like he was defeated, and he sat.
He was a wreck and was profusely apologizing and confessing his love for my daughter and how he was worried about losing her, etc. My evil ass only responded with, “Don’t fight me and she never has to know”. When he sat down at the side of the pool, his cock was standing at full mast halfway up his torso. I was captured by it as it reeled me between his knees. I told him, “You’ve been busy.” because he still had my daughter’s last orgasm all over his cock like a chocolate glazed donut. He started to apologize again, and I told him to just be quiet unless asked, before I grabbed his cock with both hands and kissed the head of it. “Oh my,” was what I got as he grasped the coping and jumped in his skin. He was uncircumcised, but his skin could only cover the shaft, which was pretty handy. I licked his fat head and was immediately turned on when I tasted my daughter on him. I felt a twinge of excitement in my loins and knew there was a fighting of tides between my legs. He started to complain but his words quickly turned to sounds of appreciation as I wrapped both my hands around his cock and took it as deep as I could. He was so impressed that his cocked swoll even more to challenge me. Challenge accepted.
Maybe it was the taboo of swallowing my daughter’s boyfriends cock, or the magnificent cock itself, but none of that mattered any longer because momma had needs. I tried to kill myself on his cock and he had no idea. I swallowed his delicious cock and to be honest, got carried away sliding my one hand up and down his length using my slobber to lube it while finger massaging his asshole with the other until he started stuttering, “Miss…I’m gonna cum”, with a death-grip on the coping and his legs out straight. His first shot oozed onto my tongue like a dollop because he was trying to hold back and I withdrew and savored it while his orgasm continued to flow down the fat head of his cock, my hand, and his tight balls. I love the contrast of his cum and his dark cock and I continued to massage it into his cock while licking up what I could like icecream down the cone. My pussy was screaming all kind of obscenities and we were both pleasantly surprised when his cock maintained it hardness despite. He looked scared when he saw the jubilation or hunger in my eyes. I told him, “Still no fare,” as he again dropped his head, feeling that his release was still pending.
I pulled his full lips to mine and kissed him, which he at first protested, but he softened and hardened under my kiss. I pulled him into the water, and he helped me back onto the float. I sat and he stood at the perfect height and I told him that I wanted him to fuck me. He might had been conflicted but his cock was not, and we all know who wins that war. He was suddenly on autopilot, and I wanted to see where he’d take us. Being just a pup, he directed his raging manhood at my hungry gates. I allowed his entrance, and he was now kissing me like he didn’t know me. His kiss was hungry, but with him still being green behind the ears, he was a little too fast and rough around the edges until I told him to slow down. His cock was driving and getting more hard the more we kissed, and he made me feel like I was a virgin again. He gave me more than I could take, and he was causing quite the wake in the pool as he drove me. I could tell that he was getting close again and I wasn’t about to let him off the hook just yet and I asked him to eat my pussy like I knew he does my daughter. With newfound confidence, he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me like a man as he walked us over and placed me on the side of the pool.
I delayed his boyish exuberance again understanding his lack of staying power and I needed him to make me cum. My daughter has shared his eagerness to eat her pussy and I couldn’t wait. I lay back on my elbows to watch as he spread my legs, put one over his muscular shoulder, and kissed my nether lips hello. Though, I soon could tell that he and my daughter had much still to learn, and I directed him to slow down and kiss my pussy sensually and to take his time. He loved the direction, and even after I took hold of his head and drove him about her. He took it all in stride and showed off his dexterity with both his mouth and magic fingers. He used my notes and played at all my holes and shown great eagerness and stamina to make me cum all over his beautiful lips and face, and I was sated and willing to grant him his clemency but was pleasantly surprised when he wanted more and was raging to show it. He pulled me up for another confident kiss and into the water where I sat and bobbed on his hard cock. Even though I was good with my previous orgasm, I wasn’t about to look this gifted horse in the mouth as he pointed his torpedo for the kill.
He tried to force himself into me, but the water wasn’t permitting without friction. I reached between us and slowly switched his gears until he broke into me. It was delicious friction again as I fell further with each change of gear. Someone could build a house on his cock I thought, and he was certainly laying the foundation. He was soon fucking me hard enough that the whole pool was choppy and we were even getting splashed in the face from between our bodies. The friction was perfect because it was renewed on each wash and I felt excited that I was going to cum again and just in time. Thanks to all the friction, we were both on short fuses and it felt so good to be impaled so perfectly and watching his climax build also built mine until I said the magic words “I’m cumming,” knowing that is all it ever takes. He came so hard that I thought, “If I could still get pregnant, that would’ve been the one.” It was hot, the way he held me down and grinded in my deepest parts and he seemed proud and cocky in that moment until we heard “mom”?
Mom…Mom, as I was being shaken by my daughter, “Aren’t you supposed to be getting ready for your flight”? I was startled awake and so completely disappointed that I had to share my tale, to which my daughter in question responded, “Well, it sounds like we both are a little backed up and in need of some flavor”.
Happy Hump Day!!
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