Exactly one week
after that horrible day at the pool, my mother leaned against our
kitchen counter and asked if my friends were coming over to swim again today.
“Mom, no!” I
cried, pushing my cereal away. “Last week you just sat there and watched us
swim, totally naked- that was so wrong!”
“Oh honey, it
was just a little bit of innocent fun,” she chuckled, making her
shiny brown hair sway elegantly around her face. Had she done her
hair today? “You boys enjoyed
being totally free and unburdened in the water, and I enjoyed
watching the beauty of God's creations.” She smirked. “Especially
Uri's.”
To hear my grown
mother, giggling like a schoolgirl over seeing my friend's cock- one
who was easily twice as well hung as I was- was so wrong! But it
also made my little dick start to tighten under my sweat pants.
“It wasn't just
nude swimming!” I cried. “At the end, you made them all
masturbate for you!”
“I didn't make
them do anything,” she chuckled, checking her red lips in the
kitchen mirror. Was she wearing make-up? She was wearing make up
too! “Your friends were more than eager to jump right out of
that pool and stroke themselves in front of me. A little too
eager,” she giggled. “None of those poor boys even lasted thirty
seconds with me.”
“Mom!”
She was barefoot,
wearing rolled up khaki shorts and a tight t-shirt. It would have
been a cute outfit on any well-figured woman, but to see her dressed
like that, while she smiled wistfully about how incredibly quickly my
friends had shot their loads in front of her...
mothers weren't supposed to look this sexy- especially not mine!
“That was
totally humiliating for my friends, and for me!” I cried, tearing
my eyes away from the t-shirt stretched very tight over two full
tits, or the long expanse of curvy legs she was showing me, from her
high upper thigh to her freshly
painted toenails. She had even done her toenails!
“They're never coming over here to swim again, I promise!”
She
picked up her coffee cup with a smile, walking past me into the
living room with a pronounced sway to her round hips. “Sure
they're not. I'll see you and your friends at noon, honey.”
***
A few
minutes after noon, I answered my doorbell to see my three friends
standing there in their swim trunks.
“What the hell
are you idiots doing here?”
Tommy the jock was
just standing there with a stupid grin on his face. The taller but
just as muscular Uri was too. At least the shorter, scrawnier Hank
had the decency to look a little embarrassed.
“It's beautiful out, Jeff,” Tommy laughed. “The sun's shining,
the birds are singing, you couldn't ask for a better day for a swim.”
Uri laughed as well. “Jeff, is your mother home?”
“You
guys can't be serious!” I looked away from the two idiots to Hank.
“Come on, Hank, you can't
want a repeat of last week,” I begged him. “Let's just go to a
movie or something!”
Hank
adjusted his glasses, blushing. “I mean, I could go either way...”
“Either way!
She's going to make us swim out there butt naked!” I hissed,
hopefully low enough so the across the street neighbors watering their bushes
couldn't hear. “And if you guys do it, I have to, too! Why don't
you all just go home?!”
“Sounds like
someone wants to swim naked for Kate all by himself,” Tommy
laughed, adjusting the backpack over his shoulder. “Now that isn't
fair, is it Jeff?”
“Tommy
Thompson!” my mother chided, coming into the foyer. “How many
times have I told you: you're allowed to call me 'Mrs. Gainer' or
'ma'am'- but never 'Kate'!”
Her
appearance must have humbled Tommy as much as it had done me that
morning, because he immediately swallowed and lost his cocky posture.
“Sorry
Mrs. Gainer! It won't happen again!”
“It
better not,” she laughed, looking down at Tommy's and Uri's trunks.
“Now boys, if you're here for a swim, you remember the rule we
made...”
“Right here?”
Hank squeaked, gripping his shirt more tightly.
“As
soon as you stepped inside my house, that was the deal,” she
laughed. “Unless you boys were just on your way out? In that
case, I might go out back and do a little sunbathing myself...”
She casually pulled aside the neck hole of her t-shirt, to show the
strings of a blue bikini top she was wearing underneath it. I hadn't seen
her in a bikini in years! “In fact, it's such a hot day, I might
just lose this tight bikini if I do...”
She giggled as she said it, playfully sliding one of her bare feet
along the back of her other calf as she grinned at us.
My mother was
flirting with my friends!
And it was making me hard!
“No! We'll get
naked, ma'am!” Tommy laughed, already pulling off his shirt. He
elbowed the tall, blond Russian next to him. “She's already seen
it all, right Uri?”
Uri gulped, but
followed Tommy's lead, as he always did. “Yes. Of course,” he
said, stepping inside the house as well. “No problem.”
“Good.
Clothes in the bags, boys,” my mother laughed, producing brown
grocery bags with each of their names written in marker on it. How
long had she been planning this?
She smiled as my friends- even Hank!- stripped totally nude in the
foyer, putting their flip flops, towels, shirts and then finally,
their last piece of protection, their swim shorts, into the grocery
bags, which she started to staple shut.
She smiled at me. “You too, Jeffie.”
She hadn't
called me 'Jeffie' since I was ten!
“Mom!
No- absolutely not! If you want to do crazy naked swimming with my
friends, that's fine! But I'm just going to go for a bike ride or
something-”
“You
know boys, the most interesting
thing happened to Jeffie after you guys left last Saturday...”
“Fine!” I
cried, quickly starting to unbutton my jeans. I couldn't have her telling
them about how I came all over myself in the shower with her
watching! Without even touching myself! I would be the laughing
stock of the entire school! I
whipped off my shirt, threw it into the bag with Hank's. “Whatever!”
She smiled as I was stripped again, to stand shivering and nude
inside my own house.
“There,
doesn't that feel better boys?” she laughed, stapling each bag shut
with a pleased sigh. “To be as naked and free as babies once
again?”
It didn't feel freeing- it felt humiliating! My heart was hammering
in my chest and my face was totally red, being nude in front of my
mother again! My friends must have felt the same, because they were
all slightly blushing and covering their privates too, even Tommy, as
the four of us shivered in the foyer.
“Can
we just go swimming already?!” I cried, hands over my privates.
She
put the paper bags in the coat closet, closing it. “Actually...”
There was that smile on her face again! “You
boys spent entirely too much time in the water last weekend. Look,
you're so pale I can almost see right through your skin in places!”
I was more worried about her seeing through my hands!
“So?”
I demanded.
“So
instead of spending the afternoon swimming, how would you boys like
to spend it tanning on the grass? With me?”
I glanced at my friends- they had expected to be able to at least
hide themselves under the water for a bit! Tommy may have been okay
waving his pecker in my mother's face, but Uri and Hank looked like
they definitely didn't want to go down this path.
Hank swallowed and spoke up. “But Mrs. Gainer- we'd be exposed-
the whole time!”
“Oh
Hank, lighten up. Are you afraid of a little exposure?”
And then she was pulling off her shirt!
I wasn't stupid, I knew my mother probably had a great rack, under
those business suits she usually wore, but to see her tits held up
and displayed under just a thin blue bikini top- it was too much!
They were much more than a handful, and while the top wasn't cut as
small as the girls on the posters in my room, she still had a great
amount of cleavage on display.
“We all need a little sun,” she giggled, watching my friends stare bug-eyed
at her chest. "And I, for one, plan on soaking up as much as I can."
And now she was undoing the button on her shorts!
As she pulled her shorts down her round, firm ass and down her thighs, I was about to die. Seeing a girl in a bikini bottom was
basically like seeing her in a pair of panties- that's why we always
tried to invite girls from school to come swim with us! My mother's
suit was cut thin in the front but wide in the back, so not a thong,
but still- my mother was basically standing in her bra and panties
before us!
She bent over as she slid the shorts to her ankles, stepped out of
them with one foot, then used the other to kick them behind her
somewhere into the living room.
She stood up, laughing at us with her hands on her- now bare- hips.
“Come on boys, lets go catch some rays.”
And I watched in amazement as my three nude friends followed my
bikini-clad mother into the kitchen and towards the back yard.
***
Walking outside buck naked was a surreal experience. Last week we
had started off naked underwater; now we had to walk across the hot
deck, across half the lawn, out into the bright sun, totally without
clothes. And we were going to stay that way for a while!
“Here's
a good spot, don't you say?” she laughed, spreading her large beach
towel onto the grass. It was the most open and well-lit patch of
grass in the entire fenced-in back yard. They could probably see us
in airplanes flying over!
“But
Mrs. Gainer,” Uri said, blushing as he tried to cover his huge,
soft dick with two hands, “you made us leave our towels inside.”
“Towels?
You don't need no stinking towels,” she laughed, setting down on
her butt, smiling as she looked at us, holding her knees. “Come on
boys, stretch out on the grass. Let me see those cute little bodies
you've been dying to show me all week long.”
She giggled and whistled when Tommy was the first to uncover himself
and dive onto the grass, pressing his stomach down so that his penis
didn't show. “Whooo, look at those white buns, Tommy! Don't
worry, we'll get them nice and toasted before you leave!”
She laughed when Uri did the same, murmuring as his huge, swinging
cock came into view for a brief moment. “Goodness Uri, make sure to keep that monster covered in suntan lotion- we don't want it to burn, okay?”
The boy just blushed back as he hugged the ground. “Yes ma'am.”
But my mother stopped Hank when he tried to do the same. “Hank
Goldstein! Stop right there! Move those hands!” And then she
broke out laughing when he did. “Hank! You're kidding
me-already?”
His five inch dick was rock hard!
And his face was just as red as it had been last week. “I'm sorry
Mrs. Gainer!” he stammered, sort of covering himself but sort of
not. “It just kind of... happened... when you took of your
clothes!”
“Well
thank you, Hank,” she giggled, adjusting the straps of her blue
bikini and leaning back, a big smile on her face. “It's not as
little as the stuff younger girls wear nowadays, and definitely not
as risque as all the things I'm sure you boys can find online. But
it's cute to see that an older woman like me can still have an effect
on you.”
'An
effect'? Hank was rock hard!
My
mother giggled, crossing one ankle over the other as she sat, legs
long in front of her. “But you know I can't let you walk around
with that erection all afternoon. So the question is... what are we
going to do about it?”
He could barely talk, but still managed to stammer. “I thought...
maybe we could... do the same thing we did last week...”
And his hand was already moving towards his hard cock!
“Hank
Bartholomew Goldstein! Get your hand away from your penis!” she
said, loud enough that I'm sure
the neighbors heard it. “Did I say you could touch yourself? Is
that how your mother raised you, to play with your little thing in
public, without a lady giving you leave to do so?”
His face was as red as a lobster! He threw his hands to his side,
standing there exposed for her. “No ma'am! I'm sorry ma'am!”
“I
mean, honestly. Your poor guy's just ready to burst,
isn't he?” she laughed, looking right at his erection like she was
interviewing it. “If I let you stroke yourself now, you'd mess
yourself in just a few seconds,
wouldn't you?”
And then she was gripping his cock!
My mother's slim, manicured hand was squeezing my friend's cock,
testing its hardness!
Hank jumped out of reflex, but her hold was secure. “Mrs. Gainer!”
“Oh goodness, you are stiff enough to drive nails, aren't
you?”
I found my voice, even as my own erection was in danger of popping
off, just watching.
“MOM!
WHAT THE HELL!”
She
turned to me with one hand still holding Hank's cock, her thumb
rubbing right underneath his tip in slow circles. “What's wrong
honey? Are you jealous I'm not touching your little wood sprout like
this? I'd only need two fingers for that, not my whole hand like I'm
using on Hank.”
My
face burned as my little three-inch penis throbbed. I knew
I had the smallest dick in the group- why did she have to keep
reminding me of that?! I
covered my crotch, careful not to touch myself in a way that would
cause an accident, even as Tommy and Uri laughed, still face down on
the grass.
“Yeah
Jeff, want her to do you next?” Tommy teased. “A little Mommy
and Me time?”
“Shut
up Tommy!” I spun back to her, still slowly stroking Hank's cock.
“Mom!”
“Shut.
Up. Jeff!” Hank gasped, his eyes closed, his hips starting to
buck. Her hand must have felt great!
“Oh
goodness, you're just aching
to pop off, aren't you Hank?” she laughed as the boy squirmed and
thrust his hips forward to meet her hand. “What's got you so
worked up today, huh?” she laughed, adjusting her bikini strap
again.
“Mrs
Gainer!!! I'm gonna-”
“I
know,” she laughed, letting go of his erection a second before he
might have cum.
Hank was gritting his teeth, his cock throbbing and on edge as he
bucked his hips into the air.
Was he going to
have a ruined orgasm too? If he had a public one now, then my
private one last week wouldn't be so embarrassing! But
Hank controlled his breathing and managed to not cum all over himself
while his dick throbbed, untouched. Damn him.
“You
okay, honey?” my mother giggled. “You're not going to cum all
over my legs, are you?”
If
he shot off now, that's exactly where his seed would land, on her
stretched legs. Or maybe on her smooth stomach, or if he tilted up,
onto her full cleavage- Oh god, I might cum soon!
But,
panting and red-faced, Hank shook his head, managing not to orgasm as
he stood in front of my mother.
“Hank
honey, you really can't get into the habit of spurting so fast,”
she chuckled, touching his bare leg, which only made him squirm some
more. “Do you get so anxious when girls your own age touch you
like that?”
“No
ma'am! I mean- if they did- or when they do, um-”
“Hank
Goldstein!” she laughed. “Are you telling me you've never been
touched by a woman before?”
The humiliated boy couldn't even look her in the eyes! “No ma'am!”
My mother clucked, her hand moving between his legs again. “Not
even a quick rub through your pants under the bleachers? Or a little
fun in the car after a school dance?”
And now her fingernails were lightly tickling the bottom of his
balls!
I almost came under my hands right then.
Hank was on his tiptoes on the grass, his face red, about to cum.
“NO! Never!”
“Well,
then I wouldn't want it to be over so quickly.” She took both her
hand away and Hank slumped back, breathing hard. “A boy's first
hand-job should be something special,” she laughed, reaching for
her sun-tan lotion. “Just wait until the end of the afternoon and
I'll give you something better than a ten-second spurt, okay?”
Hank was in great sexual distress as he stood nude in front of my
mother, his cock about to burst, as she applied suntan lotion to her
long bare legs, making them shine in the sun.
“But...
Mrs. Gainer!”
“I
said you'll have to wait,” she laughed, applying the lotion to her
upper legs. “And if you keep asking I'll put your bare butt right
over these thighs and spank your rear red until that silly erection goes away!”
She
hadn't spanked my bare ass since I was ten either!
I was still trying to process if she would seriously carry out her
threat when there was a cough from Tommy's and Uri's side of the
lawn.
“Ummm,
Mrs. Gainer...” Uri said, his face red. He looked uncomfortable,
and when he turned over, we could all see why.
His eight inch cock was getting hard between his legs!
“Oh
my goodness!” my mother laughed, a hand over her mouth. “What
kind of dirty thoughts were you thinking? Come here!”
He blushed even harder as he walked over and stood in front of her as
well. Now she had the humiliated and erect Hank standing slightly to
her left, and the starting to blush and erect Uri on her right.
“I
wasn't thinking ma'am... It was...” He was grasping for words.
“You told us not to touch ourselves before we came here!”
“Oh
that's right, I did,” she giggled, watching his erection climb.
“And how far did you make it?”
“Two
days before now! Thursday night!”
She laughed. “That's barely anything! You couldn't keep from
touching this monster any longer than that?”
And now she was grasping Uri's cock too!
But unlike Hank's, it took two of her hands to hold it, and she
wasn't just testing its hardness, she was fully stroking it, with
slow, methodical twists of her wrist at the top!
The boy gasped as she stroked him but didn't cry out; Russian
stoicism.
“Two
little days,” she tutted as his long cock got stiffer under her
hands. “How are you going to become a man if you keep playing with
yourself like that?”
“I
don't know ma'am!”
He
could barely speak- was my mother THAT good at giving hand-jobs? Oh
god, what if she was! The
thought made me rub my thighs together around my shaking dick-
She looked over her shoulder, still slowly rubbing Uri's large cock.
“And how long did you last, Hank?”
“I
haven't cum since Tuesday!” the smaller boy cried, hands still not
covering himself. “Five days!”
“Well
that explains why your little guy was the first to go stiff,” she
laughed, making Hank blush a little more. “Anyone else go longer
than Hank?”
“I
waited all week,”
Tommy said. “Seven days and not once!”
“Sure
you did, Tommy Thompson,” she chuckled, raising her eyebrow at him
since he was still lying face down on the grass.
“I
did!”
I
wanted to yell- I had gone seven
days, not five! And I hadn't gotten to cum last week!
But letting them know that would let them know what my mother had
been holding over my head to keep me from masturbating this week, and
that was too humiliating to reveal!
“Oh
my goodness, are all you boys just a bunch of little masturbators?”
my bikini clad mother laughed, still working Uri's cock. But then
she took her left hand and grasped Hank's pecker again, making him
shiver. She was stroking two cocks at once!
“Is
that all you boys do, pull on these silly penises in the shower or in
your beds, making messes for your mothers to clean up later? How are
you boys ever going to
meet nice girls if all you do is stay at home playing with yourself?”
“I
don't know ma'am!” Hank was a mess; breathing hard, his eyes
closed, his hips bucking again.
Uri
wasn't so composed either. The muscular nude boy was straining, his
hips thrust high. “Mrs. Gainer! I'm about to-”
She let go of both erections just in the nick of time again.
“I
know dear; I knew it before you two did,” she laughed, watching
both of my friends strain and twitch, teetering on the edge but
unable to orgasm. “Keep those hands at your sides now; the first
boy to touch his cock without permission will get a spanking over my
lap today. And I promise you won't like it!”
She saw me, sitting on the lawn with my hands cupping my crotch and
smiled. “That includes you, Jeffie.”
My hands gripped the grass in a flash and my mother laughed, watching
my small, hard penis bounce in her view again.
“Oh
Jeff, you look so cute, sitting there red faced with the cutest
little boner between your legs. Just like you used to look when I
let you swim nude in the pool when you were four!”
“MOM!”
This had gone too far! “Enough!
Let us get-”
As I yelled at her, the side gate to our fence creaked open.
“Kate?
Hello? Are you guys back here?”
Our
neighbor, a tall, Latin-American woman in a sundress and heels came
around the bushes and walked right into our backyard! She saw the
four nude boys around my mother, three of us painfully erect, and
broke into laughter, holding her chest. “Oh my! Kate, am I
over-dressed for this party?”
Tommy blushed and covered his butt as he lay on the ground, Uri and
Hank threw their hands over their boners to poorly hide them, but I
jumped up and bolted towards the back door of our house. I couldn't
let my next door neighbor see me bare ass naked!
Covering my hard dick and balls, I ran to the screen door, twisted
the handle and-
-it wouldn't turn!
Oh shit.
I tried the stuck handle again, but by now both my mother and Mrs.
Barros were laughing at me!
“How long will
it take him to figure out the door is locked, do you think?” my
mother laughed, spinning the key ring in her hand.
I spun to face
them, my bare butt pressed against the cold glass, my hands covering
my hard cock and balls.
“Mom!”
I demanded. “What's she doing here?!”
“Oh, I just
asked Isabella to stop by if she heard us out near the pool today,”
my mother chuckled, applying suntan lotion to her arms, like the
world wasn't ending! “Jeff, you remember Mrs. Barros, right?”
Twenty years ago, our sexy neighbor had been a beauty queen back in
Brazil, my mother had once told me. Not Miss Brazil, but definitely
one of the runner ups. Today she had on a colorful sundress and
summer heels, but my eternal image of the long-haired, long-legged older woman next door was the time I caught her sunbathing in
her own backyard, not knowing that you could see over her fences if
you looked out our third-floor attic window!
Having a bikini-clad beauty queen tanning next door was great enough
for any boy going through puberty, but after a month of that, there
had been one magical day when she had even taken her scant suit off, to lie
there wearing nothing but sunglasses and baby oil!
I could still remember exactly how Mrs. Barros' had looked stretched
out on that towel, naked from her perfect head to her toes. Her
breasts had been incredible; huge, round implants jutting up from her
rib cage like two oiled wonders of the world. Her ass had been in
the best Brazilian tradition; two firm, high globes that just begged
for a cock to slide between them. And her pussy-
The first time watching her, I had cum so fast I hadn't even been
able to see her pussy. But the nude show had gone on every day for a
week, and the second day I had forced myself to wait until she turned
over, and the sight of her perfectly hairless pussy- I hadn't known
older women did that- had made me cum all by itself!
She hadn't done it again in a few years- I know, I checked every few
days during the summer- but Mrs. Barros lying on that towel was still
my go-to when I needed to cum hard or cum fast. I had probably masturbated to her more than any other woman in the world!
So yes, I remembered Mrs. Barros.
My
mother smiled, loving my embarrassment. She patted the grass next to
her. “Come Isabella, sit. It's been too long since we just
relaxed together and talked.”
“MOM!”
And my tall, elegant Brazilian neighbor just laughed. “Si Kate, it
has.” And then she was pulling up a deck chair!
“At ease, boys,” my mother laughed to Hank and Uri, still
standing in front of her in shock, hands over their crotches. “You
can lie face down over there like Tommy is. Or go face up, if your
erections need room to stretch.”
She chuckled as both boys scrambled to lie face down next to Tommy,
blushing hard and trying to get the earth to swallow them up.
“It
is so liberal of you,
Kate, to let the boys sunbathe in their natural state,” Mrs. Barros
laughed, sitting and crossing her legs. Those long, brown,
shapely legs I had lost so many of my young loads to, my dick in my
hand- She smiled down at the
totally nude and helpless Tommy, Uri and Hank, blushing and laying on
their stomachs before her. “Most Americans have such hang-ups
about nudity.”
“Well
for women, yes,” my mother laughed, relaxing back onto her arms.
“But for boys? Pffft. When I was a girl, my grandmother would tell my
cousins to just strip nude when they asked to swim in our river, even
when us girls were around. And the YMCA in town required it!”
She was lying- she had to be!
“It
was the same in Brazil,” Mrs. Barros agreed. “Even among poorer
families like mine, girls got bathing suits when we went to the
beach, but all the brothers in my familia
had to go bare, even as they reached 13, 14, 15 years of age.” She
smiled at the squirming boys beneath her. “My mama insisted, even
when they started to have some very noticeable
reactions, in front of me and all my girlfriends?”
“Speaking
of which,” my mother laughed. “Jeff! Stop being rude and come
over here! You can't just hug the back door all afternoon!”
The hell I
couldn't!
“MOM!
NO WAY!”
My
mother laughed to our neighbor. “Jeff's just being a little shy.
He just realized last week that he's a bit undersized
down there, compared to all his friends?” And she was making the
'small penis' sign with her fingers again!
“MOM!”
Mrs. Barros laughed at my outburst; I had basically just confirmed
what my mother had said!
Since I had seen her sunbathing, I had always had fantasies, of me
mowing the lawn shirtless one day, of her leaning out of her house
wrapped in just a towel, her hair wet from the shower, asking me to
'help her with something' inside, of one thing leading to another-
but now my mom was ruining everything!
My older, sexier neighbor turned in her chair to look at me, and the
patronizing smile on her face made me want to jump in the pool and
drown myself!
“It
is okay, my little bonito-
come and join the rest of your friends. I have seen little boys
naked before.”
I wasn't a little boy!
But I was almost crying like one!
“MOM! I can't!”
Seeing my distress, it wasn't my mother that got to her feet, but
Mrs. Barros. Every step the long-legged former model took towards my
nude body made my little dick throb harder behind my hands! I prayed
for a runaway police chase to crash into the backyard right now, or
an asteroid to hit the house, anything to stop her from getting to
me!
But in just a few steps she was smiling down at me in her high heels,
as I stood bare-footed, naked and red-faced on my back porch. I
couldn't look anywhere but the ground!
“Come
little bonito,” she
chuckled, reaching down for my hand. “Nudity for young boys is
perfectly normal. You don't need to be embarrassed.” And then she
was pulling on my arm, moving one of the hands that was covering my
crotch! “Come.”
It
was stupid to resist; pointless to just stand there- so I let her
pull me back to the group. All I had to focus on now was not
bursting into tears!
“And
how are your classes going?” she asked as she pulled me back to the
group like I was just a lost little boy. It was humiliating! “You
are doing well in school?”
She
was pulling on my right hand, I was still trying to cover myself with
my left. “Yes!”
We
reached her chair and she sat down first, smoothing the dress over
her legs, and then pulled me towards her. She wanted me to sit on
her lap!
I
tried to resist but I was caught off-balance and Mrs. Barros was too
strong. How could a forty-year-old woman be so strong?
I
fell onto her lap like a boy visiting Santa, my left hand grabbing
the armrest to catch myself. I gasped as my little penis popped
free, trying to reach back and cover myself, but Mrs. Barros pushed
my hand back to the arm rest. I tried again, but she was too strong
again!
“You
do not need to cover yourself,” she laughed, resting her hand on my
thigh. “I have seen little
boys naked before.”
My face burned in
shame, even as my three-inch penis sat ramrod straight, right in
front of us! I could look right down her low cut sundress, at those
incredible fake tits some surgeon had given her long ago. I could
feel her silky dress and strong legs under my bare butt, her firm
hand on my leg, and she didn't even care that I was fully erect!
Like I truly was
just a little boy- not even in the same sexual league as her! But I was older than that, dammit!
“Thanks
Isabella,” my mother laughed. “It's been so hard, convincing
these boys not to be so shy!” She playfully pushed her bare foot
against Hank's nude butt. “Like they've got something down there
we've never seen before!”
Hank just blushed
even more, trying to hug the ground harder.
“Your husband
used to be the same way, at my hot tub parties,” Mrs. Barros
laughed.
“That's because
that's when he realized he had the smallest penis in the neighborhood!” my
mother howled, rolling onto her stomach. “And now all the ladies
knew it!”
I didn't
understand; Mrs. Barros had held nude hot tub parties- and my mom
and dad had attended?!
My sexy Brazilian
neighbor patted my nude back, like she was soothing a horse. “Such
a shame, to have such little equipment,” she chuckled as my face burned. “But
do not worry Jeff, look how well your father did well with his- he
captured a woman like your mother!”
“Hardly
captured,” my mother laughed, swinging her bare feet behind her.
“Kate!” Mrs.
Barros laughed.
“I mean, I sat
in Ronaldo's lap for most of those hot tub parties-”
My mind was
spinning- my mother had sat nude in a hot tub, on Mr. Barros'
lap?!
“Kate!”
“It was just a
little nudity, Isabella. No one got hurt!”
“If that's so
true,” Tommy laughed. “Why don't YOU ladies get naked for us
too, Mrs. Gainer?”
He was still lying
on his stomach, hiding his shame, but was now propped up on his
elbows. I could see the look in his eyes as he alternated staring at
my bikini clad mother and my sexy dark-haired neighbor. He
was thinking, double the women, double his chances to get lucky- the
fool!
But I couldn't say
anything- my friends would just laugh at me! I was sitting on a
woman's lap like a little kid- with the height of the chair and her
high heels, my feet didn't even touch the ground!
My mother raised
an eyebrow at my friend. “Because Tommy, Mrs. Barros and I do
have something down there you've never seen before. And you better
respect that!”
“Oh come on,
Kate- I've got a girlfriend- I've seen cute little slits
before, you can show us yours!”
My mother was to
her feet in a flash. “TOMMY THOMPSON, THAT IS IT!” Before any
of us could blink she had her fingers around his ear lobe, twisting
it hard so he would have to follow her. “STAND UP!”
She snapped her
fingers at Hank. “Get me a chair! NOW!”
The force of her
voice made Hank jump to his feet, boner and all, and he ran to get
another chair from by the pool, red-faced and trembling as he brought
it back.
We all were- I
couldn't believe Tommy had said something like that!
But when my mother
sat at the edge of the chair and pulled Tommy face down over her lap,
I gasped for a totally different reason. He was a senior, could do
fifteen pull-ups and was the starting free safety on our school's
football team- and now my mother was going to give him a bare butt
spanking?!
He did try to
fight back, but my mother did a thing where her left leg was under
his stomach, her right leg was over the back of his legs,
keeping them trapped, and her left arm was holding one of his arms
twisted behind his back, making him totally helpless. How had she
done that so fast? It was like some
magic Mom kung-fu!
“Oh no,” Mrs.
Barros laughed quietly into my ear, “someone's going to get
it.”
“Do you think
it's okay to say things like that to your elders?!” my mother
demanded of the shocked and face-down Tommy. “Or to a woman?”
His eyes were big
as he realized, this was happening. “NO ma'am! I'm sorry!”
“You WILL be!”
Her hand started
falling on Tommy's unprotected ass, fast and without mercy. Each
spank sounded like a slap to the face and made the much stronger boy
buck against her leg. In the blink of an eye she had given him five,
then ten hard spanks.
“Tommy Thompson,
if I EVER hear you refer to what's between a woman's legs as anything
OTHER than a BIKINI ZONE,” she yelled, still spanking him, “I
will CALL your mother and have her spank you like this, EVERY DAY FOR
A MONTH!”
Tommy's voice was
getting higher pitched- his butt must have started to hurt! “You
won't Mrs. Gainer! I'm sorry!”
“We'll see! A
hundred to go!”
“NO!”
Watching my mother
vent her anger on Tommy's bare butt, her hair flying, her cheeks
flushed, her lips set in a grim straight line, was absolutely
terrifying.
And so, so erotic.
Her full,
bikini-clad breasts jiggled with every stroke. The muscles in her
bare arms and legs stood out when she strained, making me realize
just how fit my mother was. And seeing Tommy, cocky Tommy, so
totally under her power, helpless to stop her spanking him...
“Jeff!” Mrs.
Barros chuckled into my ear. “Are you getting harder, watching
your mother give a spanking?”
And her hand was
in my lap, sliding two fingers up and down my rock hard erection!
I gasped and
looked at her, my shocked face inches from her smiling one. “No!”
“It is not right
for little boys to have such thoughts about their mothers,” she
laughed, still lightly toying with my boner. “It will get you in
trouble.”
The incredibly
attractive older woman from next door was playing with my cock! The
woman who I could barely talk to without stammering as I got our
mail, the woman whose nude form I had masturbated to for so many
years in shame- she was stroking my cock!
She was barely
touching me, but my balls had already begun to tighten!
“Mrs. Barros-
please!”
“I know you used
to watch me in my backyard,” she chuckled, as my panic started to
rise. “Kate told me how you developed a sudden fascination about
going up to your hot, stuffy attic every summer, just after I had
moved in.”
She knew!
As had my
mother?!
My balls were
tingling, my dick throbbing!
“I had to tan
nude, for a competition I was entering, but after your mother told me
how drained you looked, coming out of that attic each day, I
had to resort to the tanning beds at the gym!” she laughed, still lightly stroking me.
My mother had
known how often I had masturbated that week, and she and Mrs. Barros
had laughed about it- probably while sipping coffee at our
kitchen table!
“Oh god! Oh
GOD!”
I was cumming!
And not gently,
but like a geyser!
Mrs. Barros
laughed and tipped my penis back towards my body as she stroked,
painting my chest, neck and chin with the huge cumshots spurting from
my cock. I think some even got on my cheek!
“Aaahahhhhh!”
She laughed as I
came, sitting on her lap, stroking me with two fingers faster near the end as I
squirmed and kicked my legs, unable to stop her. She wiped her
sticky hand on my leg and then gasped, as convincing as any movie
actress. “Jeffery! What have you done?!”
My mother looked
up from spanking a blubbering, begging Tommy Thompson, to see me
gasping and red-faced, covered in my own cum. “JEFF! Did you
just- oh my goodness!”
“I barely
touched him,” Mrs. Barros laughed, pushing me off her lap. “I
was just adjusting him as he watched you and-”
My mother covered
her mouth as she laughed, fully and deeply. “Jeff! Did you cum from watching me spank your friend?! In a bikini?”
I gasped like a
fish out of water. I was covered in cum, in front of my mother and
all my friends! And they all thought I had spurted prematurely!
Behind me, Mrs.
Barros squeezed my butt, where no one could see. “Say yes, and I
may enter a few more competitions this summer,” she whispered.
“You and I can tan together.”
“Jeff!” my
mother demanded, pushing Tommy off her lap and standing up, hands on
her hips. “Answer me!”
Her face was still
flushed from Tommy's spanking. Her hair still a little mussed, she
was still breathing hard. And her blue bikini top had jiggled lower
during the struggle, her huge breasts were on the verge of spilling
out- her nipples were almost showing!
I couldn't!
But to see Mrs. Barros nude again-
“Yes!”
She snapped her
fingers, which sounded like a gunshot. “Wipe off that cum and get
over my knee, you dirty boy- you're getting twice what Tommy
got! And harder! Let's see if you think a spanking is sexy then!”
*** THE END***
(Just a little update, I just started writing "SPU 3.4: A Different Kind of Magic" and it will be a BIG stretch to get it out before its end-of-April release date, but I had to rewrite the above story like ten times before I got it to where I want, so I hope you guys will give me a little leeway! Thanks, P. F. Dee.)
