A Day By The Pool - A Little Winter Tail, Part 12 free porn video
Saturday morning I woke up after sleeping in. I was out, slept like a rock, exhausted from my marathon of encounters on Friday.
My husband was already gone for the day, golfing with buddies, and I could hear Tommy downstairs moving around getting ready to leave. He was spending the day kayaking with his friends.
During our talk at lunch yesterday, Megan and I planned for her to come over and enjoy a relaxing "girl's day" by the pool.
The house was now empty and I was downstairs straightening up when the doorbell rang. I greeted Megan with a hug and kiss on the cheek and after some small talk, we went up to my bedroom to get changed.
I pulled a few bikinis out of my drawer and turned to ask which one she thought I should go with. She was standing there naked and slipping a knit cover up over her head.
She just smiled and asked, "We're here alone, right? Do we need a swimsuit?"
I let out a small laugh and said, "I guess not... just habit… I'm not used to being alone at home."
I pulled out a sheer button up cream colored cover up and slipped it on.
We made our way back downstairs to the kitchen. We were standing at the island getting some flavored fruity vodka drinks to take out to the pool with us when suddenly I saw a movement out of the corner of my eye that startled me. It was Tommy!
"What are you doing here? I thought you were going kayaking for the day," I blurted out.
Tommy replied, "I forgot my bag and I had to stop back to grab it."
I must have looked ridiculous trying to casually, but frantically, somehow bring my arm across to cover my breasts.
Clearly everyone was playing coy and acting as if the proverbial elephant in the room didn't exist, the fact that we were standing practically naked in front of my son having a conversation.
I could hear my voice crackling with embarrassment as I said, "Well, we're going to lay out by the pool, hurry up and get your bag and enjoy your day."
I could see his eyes moving back and forth between us and then he looked right at my face and then dropped his gaze down to my nipples and stared at them as he asked, "Where's Rob at?"
"He went golfing for the day… we're having a girl's day, so beat it!" I tried to say joking but stern.
I glanced over at Megan and she was just standing there, her hands on the counter, with a little smirk on her face, not even trying to cover herself. Her nakedness was clearly visible through the open weave of her white cover up and her nipples were poking straight out of the holes in the material. She was enjoying this little interaction.
Tommy laughed and said, "OK, I'm out of here, have fun by the pool."
He smiled, gave one more obvious look at both of our bodies, and then turned and walked out of the room.
As I heard the front door shut behind him, I turned to Megan and apologized, "Oh my god! I'm so sorry, nobody was supposed to be here today."
She just smiled at me, and clearly amused, said, "No worries... I actually got a kick out of it. Did you see the way he was looking at us? Did you see the way he was looking at you?"
"What do you mean?" I asked naively.
"The way he was smiling as he stared right at your breasts. You do realize that material hides nothing, right?" she said as she brought her hand up and ran her fingernail over my nipple poking through the sheer fabric.
I shivered from her tickling touch as she continued, "Maybe we should have invited him to stay and join us at the pool… we could have made him a man today," she said with a smile and a wink.
"Megan! Stop it, you're terrible, he's my son."
She quickly responded, "And he's also a young horny man, or did you not notice the bulge in his shorts as he looked at you? I assumed you already knew that… that it doesn't matter… husband, uncle, son, stranger… if they're straight and have a penis, they're still just a horny guy. And with a little bit of persuasion, they'll let ANY woman wrap her lips around their cock."
I just looked at her, knowing deep inside she was right.
She picked up her drink and started to walk towards the door, heading to the pool, as she looked back, smiled, and said, "Just ask my Uncle John."
"What!?" I said shocked as she disappeared out the door.
Oh my god... she's been with John… he did things with his niece!
I grabbed my drink and followed her out to our pool deck. As we removed our cover-ups and positioned our chairs to face the sun, I pressed her, "What did you mean by 'Just ask my Uncle John?' Has he done stuff to you?"
She smirked, "What makes you think he did things to me? Maybe I was the one doing things to him? I don't have to tell you that underneath that aggressive sexual persona he has, he's a sweetheart. He did a lot to help me, and let's just say I insisted on thanking him… and still do. If you want to know more, you really should ask him."
After a pause she looked over at me and asked, "Have you honestly never noticed the way your son looks at you? You have to realize he's a man now, and at the height of his sexual prime."
As she spoke, my mind was racing through how I have noticed him looking at me recently. The way he's touched me, giving me hugs and running his hands over my body, clearly pressing himself against me when he's aroused.
"Maybe. I suppose I have noticed him looking at me differently," I admitted.
"I have a confession, Beth. Remember the night that I came to see you for the first time here at your house? And we went into your office and I made you take off your clothes?"
"Yes, I remember."
"When I went out to the living room and you were still in your office getting dressed, I sat down across from your husband and son and they were both undressing me with their eyes."
"Oh really?"
"And I couldn't help myself. As we sat there talking about mundane topics, I uncrossed my legs and I let Tommy see my naked pussy under my dress the entire time."
I gave her a little smile and said, "I know. When I came out, I saw how you were sitting. And I got a kick out of how nervous my husband and son were with me right there and seeing you. I actually teased my husband later that night in bed. I gave him a blowjob and asked him if he saw you. He denied it, but I know he did."
"I'm sure he was just afraid of getting in trouble... if he only knew," Megan said and began to laugh.
We relaxed quietly for a little bit, soaking in the sun, when I felt Megan touch my hand. She then leaned over and began tracing her fingernails up my arm and over my naked body. Over my stomach and hips, up and down each thigh, and then up over my breasts and nipples.
She brought her fingers up to my lips and I let them part as she slipped her fingers in over my tongue. She began slowly stroking her fingers in and out of my mouth as I instinctively closed my eyes and my lips sealed around her fingers.
She continued to slowly move them in and out as I heard her voice softly say, "That's it, Elizabeth… now imagine that is Tommy's hard cock sliding in and out of your mouth.
I was a little shocked at first when she said that, but feeling aroused in the moment and the mild buzz from the alcohol, I began to move my tongue around her fingers as I let out a small moan.
After a few more seconds of slipping her fingers in and out of my lips, she pulled them away and moved her hand down between my legs.
I felt my breath catch as her moist fingertips slid between the lips of my pussy and over my clit. After a few slow, gentle circles over my clit, her finger slid lower as she penetrated me and said, "Now, can you feel Tommy's cock sliding into your pussy. Pull your feet up and open your legs, open yourself up and feel him fucking you."
God what is she doing to me… this is so bad... I shouldn't be thinking this... I shouldn't be thinking about my son sexually.
But yet I slowly pulled my feet in and let my knees open lewdly as she slipped a second finger into me and began to pump them deeply in and out of me.
"Ooooh, God that feels good…" escaped my lips.
After a few more thrusts and her palm grinding against my mound, she took her hand away and stood up.
Still laying there with my legs open wide and my breathing intensified, I watched her lay some towels down on the concrete by the pool. She came over and took my hand and led me to the towels where I was laid down on my back. She stepped over top of my head and lowered herself down to her knees, slowly working them out until the smooth shaved lips of her pussy came in contact with my mouth.
I could feel her hands moving over my body as I opened my mouth and pressed my tongue into her pussy and began feverishly licking and sucking at her clit.
She just sat on my face, grinding her hips against my mouth for a moment before finally laying down on top of my body in a '69' position.
I felt her hands slide under the back of my thighs where she pulled my legs up and opened them, giving her complete and unrestricted access to all of my most intimate areas.
She was kissing and licking and probing me with her tongue as I felt one of her hands move down the back of my thigh to cup the cheek of my ass. Then I felt her finger begin to rub my wetness up and down the crack of my ass and tracing my asshole. She slowly pushed her finger into my ass and began to stroke it in and out. Her other hand moved to the opening of my pussy where she pushed two fingers back inside of my pussy as her tongue danced over my clit.
She continued to finger both of my holes as I moaned into her pussy as she ground against my lips. She stopped licking and I heard her say, "Just imagine if Tommy was watching us now. Imagine how he would be stroking his hard cock as he saw you completely exposed and unbridled."
Her lips pressed back against my clit and sucked at the folds of my pussy as she thrust her fingers again deep into me, making me cry out.
I could tell by her wetness and the movement of her hips she was close to having an orgasm as well.
She again lifted her lips from my pussy, still fingering me, and asked, "Are you imagining him watching you? Are you going to cum for him? Are you?"
I continued to lick her frantically but was too embarrassed to answer her.
She asked again, this time more demanding, driving her fingers hard and deep into me, "Answer me Elizabeth. Are you going to cum imagining him watching you?"
I hesitated again for just a second before responding, "Yes..Yes… I'm going to cum!"
Megan drove her lips back against me, pumping her fingers and swirling her tongue over my clit as my orgasm rippled through my body.
As soon as my orgasm began, I felt her begin to tremble as well and I could taste her juices flowing over my tongue as she ground her pussy into my probing tongue, pinning my head to the concrete.
I felt the full weight of her body collapse onto me as we both laid there, recovering from our simultaneous orgasms. Her fingers slowly slid from my ass and pussy as she let my legs relax down.
After a few seconds, she picked herself up off of me and helped me up and back into the lounge chair.
I looked over her at her in my sexually drunken state and said, "That was so good, but also so bad."
She just smiled at me and leaned down and gave me a kiss on the lips.
I was already close to dozing off as she slipped her cover up back on and picked up her phone and said, "I have to go make a phone call and use the restroom, I'll bring us down a few more drinks… be right back."
"Okay," quietly left my lips as I watched her walk away and felt my eyes fall shut.
Not sure how long I was out, but I felt very relaxed after my nap. I woke up to Megan standing over me holding another icy drink and smiling down at me.
We relaxed, talked some more, took a swim, and it was now almost three in the afternoon.
We better head in and get changed, we might not be alone much longer.
Sure enough, we just finished getting dressed up in my bedroom when I heard the door open downstairs and the unmistakable sound of golf clubs clanking.
I looked over at Megan and said, "Sounds like Rob's home."
She got a devilish grin on her face and asked me, "Want to have a little fun with him before I leave?"
"What kind of fun? What do you mean?"
Megan smiled and said, "Well he doesn't know that you know what he's done with me. How about I get him all worked up and then leave him hanging so to speak. You of course can act oblivious to all of it but then finish him off after I leave."
Yeah. He deserves to be toyed with a little bit.
"That sounds like fun, I'll follow your lead," I said.
"After we go down, act like you have to go out and get something by the pool and stay out there for a few minutes before coming back in," she instructed as we walked out of the room.
We came down the wooden stairs and turned the corner, both of us now wearing casual dresses and heels that clicked on the wood floor.
We turned the corner to the kitchen and my husband was getting a drink from the fridge as we greeted him.
He knew Megan was coming over for the day to relax by the pool with me so he wasn't surprised to see us. After some small talk, I clearly commented on thinking one of my earrings fell out by the pool and I was going to run down to look for it.
When I got down to the pool, I had my sunglasses on and my head down acting like I was searching, but I was really looking up with my eyes and watching through the window of my kitchen.
There was a slight glare on the windows but I could still make out their bodies and they were clearly in each other's arms and kissing. It only took a few seconds before I saw Megan's body drop down in front of him. I knew exactly what she was doing.
I continued my fake search to give her ample time.
I turned my back towards them a few times to not look like I was watching, but the next time I turned and glanced up, I could see Megan standing up right in front of the window. After a few seconds I could faintly see my husband's outline behind her, but the movement of her body said he was fucking her from behind right there in the window.
I gave them another thirty seconds of this before I quickly headed back up to the door.
I walked through the door loudly stating, "I swear I lost it down there but I don't see it anywhere." Megan tried to contain her smile and my husband nervously was putting distance between him and her.
Megan said, "Well I should be going, and I'll let you two get on with your evening. Thanks for having me, see you soon!"
I walked her to the door, and we exchanged a light kiss as I told her goodbye and headed back to the kitchen.
When I walked into the kitchen, Rob looked a little less nervous, but was still clearly aroused. I walked up to him and put my arms up around his neck, grinding my body up against his and smiled up at him as I asked, "How was your day on the course?"
He slid his hands up around my hips and then dropped them down to squeeze my ass through my dress and pull me tighter against him. I could feel him grinding his erection against my belly as he said, "It was a great day for golf, but I didn't play very well. Was having trouble getting it in the hole."
He gave me a little wink and smile as he made that innuendo.
Apparently Megan did a pretty good job of getting him worked up and then leaving him hanging. He was ready to go.
I dropped my right hand down from his neck and slipped it between our bodies, wrapping my fingers around his erection through his pants and giving him a squeeze as I teased, "I'm sorry you had such a hard time on the course today… I'm sure I have a few holes that aren't as hard for you to get into."
He just let out a low groan and then began to kiss me.
He pushed me back against the kitchen island as I felt his hands pulling the bottom of my dress up and bunching it around my waist.
He easily lifted me by my hips and sat me on the edge of the counter, quickly opened his pants and pulled his erection out.
Hooking my panties with his fingertips and pulling them to the side, he stepped in and guided the head right into my pussy.
He was definitely in a place, this was all about him just fucking me. I laid back on the counter as I felt him lift my legs and jerk me forward by my thighs to bury himself deep inside of me. He slid his hands all the way up my legs and took hold of each of my ankles holding them high in the air and opening my legs wide as he thrust into me.
We were both equally moaning as he continued pounding into me, the slapping of his body hitting the back of my thighs echoing in the room.
Suddenly he let out a grown and pushed as deep into me as he could, releasing all his tension through his orgasm. I could feel his cock twitching inside of me as he pumped me full of his cum.
His body jerked a few more times before he relaxed and stepped back, sliding out of me and lowering my legs down. I slipped my panties back into place and smooth my dress down over my thighs as I slipped from the counter.
Catching my breath, I commented, "What got into you to get you so worked up? I never realized spending the day with a bunch of men on a golf course made you so horny."
I knew exactly what got him all worked up.
He didn't answer me, just smiled and then said, "I'm going up to get a shower," and left the room.
When Rob came back down to the kitchen after his shower, I had made us dinner. Nothing special, just some grilled chicken and rice.
We were sitting at the kitchen table eating and talking and he said he was heading over to his friend Rich's house for poker night. I was a little surprised, it was Saturday and I thought we were going to do something that evening, but then I remembered he did tell me about this and I just forgot.
I was standing at the sink cleaning up from dinner when I heard the front door open. It was Tommy just getting back from his day.
I walked over to the corner of the hall to say hi to him but he was already up in his room.
Rob walked over and gave me a light kiss and said, "I'm heading over to Rich's now... enjoy your relaxing evening… maybe watch one of those romantic comedies you're always trying to get me to watch."
And with a smile and a laugh he headed out the door.
I finished cleaning up from dinner and made a plate for Tommy. Walking over to the bottom of the stairs, I looked up and saw his bedroom door cracked open and I yelled to him, "Tommy… there's food down here... I made a plate for you."
No answer.
Again I yelled a little louder, "Tommy… I have dinner for you!"
Nothing.
I walked up the stairs and turned the corner, approaching his room and calling out to him again, "Tommy?"
I reached for the door handle and opened the door a little wider as I stuck my head in as I started to say his name again… and then I froze.
Oh my god!
Tommy was laying on his bed, reversed, so his head was at the bottom facing away from his door and he couldn't see me. He had headphones on and was watching a video on his phone and that's why he didn't hear me calling.
None of that was what surprised me. It was that he had his shirt off and his shorts pushed down and was slowly stroking his hand up and down his erection, sticking at least eight inches straight up into the air.
My first thought was I needed to close the door and back away, but I was like a deer in headlights and couldn't stop staring at him. Staring at his hand stroking the length of his penis, slowly up and down and over the head, all glistening with his precum.
He was slowly gyrating his hips and grinding upward as he pleasured himself. He was in a place of pure pleasure, oblivious to things around him.
I slowly pulled the door closed slightly, but left it cracked enough that I could watch from a safer angle.
I shouldn't be doing this. I can't watch this. I kept telling myself. But I couldn't stop. I needed to watch. The curiosity was too much for me. I started convincing myself, there's no harm in watching, I'm not doing anything bad.
I couldn't see what he was watching on his phone but I assumed it was some type of porn.
I could see his bare chest moving up and down as he was breathing deeply. His hips still wiggling under his hand working himself into a frenzy.
As if my body had a mind of its own, I felt myself begin to squeeze my thighs together. I brought my left hand up and was softly brushing my fingernails over my now erect nipples through the thin material of my dress.
I wasn't seeing him laying there as my son, just a horny young man stimulating a very healthy erection. I couldn't help but feel aroused by watching him, seeing him laying there, masturbating.
I was becoming more and more distracted and mesmerized by his hand. It was moving continually up and down, like the swinging watch of a hypnotist, putting me under a spell.
After everything I experienced today with Megan, and then my husband in the kitchen, bringing himself to climax but still leaving me in such a worked up state, I know I was letting my arousal get the better of my judgment.
I was now pinching and rolling my nipples between my thumb and forefinger through my dress. Running my hands over and around my breasts, cupping them and squeezing them before giving in and sliding my hands down to lift the hem of my dress.
With one hand I pulled my dress all the way to my hips as the other slid up the inside of my thigh and I pressed my fingers against myself through my panties.
Mmmmm...
After only a second of rubbing through my panties I slid my fingers inside the elastic at the side and pressed them into me.
Still wet from the encounter with my husband not long ago on the kitchen counter, and all of his cum he pumped into me, my fingers effortlessly slid between the lips of my pussy.
Ahhhh…. Quietly escaped my lips as my finger slipped over my clit and I effortlessly slid it down between the lips of my pussy and inside. With a few slow strokes, I slid my finger back out and up to begin slowly rubbing small circles over my clit.
My eyes were locked on his penis as I watched his thumb slide over the engorged head and then slipped down the shaft stretching back the foreskin before slipping back up to repeat the motion. Each time he left a glistening trail of precum over the soft head and down the shaft.
My middle finger was on autopilot underneath the sheer material of my g-string, making a few small circles with the pad of my finger and then fluttering back and forth over my clit, tickling it and making my body tremble before returning to the slow circling motion.
I was leaning back against the railing of the hallway over top of our steps, my feet spread slightly wider than my shoulders.
I let the bottom of my dress fall back down, draped over my wrist of my hand inside of my panties as I brought my other hand up and slipped the spaghetti strap halter off one of my shoulders. One of my breasts was now exposed as I groped myself, squeezing it in my palm and pinching and pulling my nipple.
My mouth was dropped open, my eyes slowly blinked, as my breathing was strained and my body trembling, building myself closer to an orgasm that I so badly needed.
Suddenly the quiet was broken as I heard Tommy begin to groan and his hand began to pump feverishly up and down the shaft of his erection.
My eyes locked on to him as I watched him push his hips up in the air and suddenly string after string of white erupted from the tip and sprayed up onto his stomach and chest as he continued to stroke.
As he came, my hands had stopped moving and I realized I was subconsciously biting and licking my lips when I saw this.
I suddenly snapped back to reality and realized I needed to get out of there or he was going to see me.
Jerking my hand from inside of my panties I turned and hurried down the hall as quickly as I could on my high heels. The hem of my dress falling back into place as I was pulling the strap of my top back up over my shoulder.
As I turned the corner at the bottom of my steps, I heard movement up in his room and saw the light.
God, I hope he didn't see me.
I walked over and leaned against the counter behind the sink. I was so nervous and my body was trembling like I had just committed a crime. I had a flood of so many physical and emotional feelings going through me right now. None of it was logically making sense because I was still in a hypersexual place, so close to orgasm, but still not getting relief. My body was ready and wanted sex.
I poured myself a glass of wine to help calm my nerves and relax a little as I heard Tommy coming down the stairs.
I took a deep breath and smoothed my dress down my body telling myself, just act normal... Just act normal... He doesn't know what I saw.
I thought I was composed and ready to greet him as he turned the corner. I stood there smiling and said, "Hi honey… I have dinner ready for you."
And I know it couldn't have been any less obvious when my eyes dropped to see the clear outline of his relaxed penis down the right leg of his white briefs.
What the hell is he wearing... I can clearly see him!
He acted completely normal and didn't acknowledge my awkward gawking as he said, "Thanks mom, I'm starving!" and walk to the fridge to get a drink.
I recovered my composure but still couldn't keep from stealing glances at his white briefs. Doesn't he realize how exposing those are?
And then the thought went through my head, God I being a hypocrite… over the past weeks I've been wearing all kinds of revealing clothing... Hell, he saw my breasts today along withTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
Geraldine
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