Brief Backstory: The setting is Middle America in the late 1970's and Lute (The Root), our hero, is a well-hung 18-year-old who has just finished high school and is vacationing with his family at their lake house. As a lead-in to this story, check out "Root and Barbara's Surprise Guest". And per usual, this is a work of fiction and all characters are consenting adults.
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After Barbara and Bridget left, Lute was still staying at the lake for another week before he had to go home and get ready for his first semester of college. Bummed at the departure of his two lovers, but also somewhat relieved, unsure as he was about what had happened between them, and how he and his sister Bridget would manage staying away from each other. So Lute hoped to find something, or someone, to keep him entertained for his last week at the lake. And luckily he didn't have to wait long.
Barbara and Bridget left on Sunday, and Lute spent the rest of that day boating and skiing with his cousins and trying to keep his mind and body occupied. The following morning he got up early and went out for a run on a road around the lake. As he jogged along, he approached a woman walking her dog. From a distance, the woman looked familiar. And as he got closer, he saw that it was Sandy, the mother of Cassie, one of his previous summer flings. Lute had spent some time with Cassie and her mom the summer before while he and Cassie were engaged in a hot two-week romance. The two had met at a lake party, had a fun evening on the beach, and were soon scouting every possible chance to be alone together, and preferably naked.
Most of his "alone time" opportunities with Cassie that summer happened at her family's lake house. Cassie's dad worked in the city and only came out to the lake for occasional weekends. And her mom was an art professor at a private college upstate, so she stayed at the lake all summer, painting in her spacious studio on the top floor of their house.
When Cassie and Lute would hook up at her place, he was surprised by how little concern she showed about their possibly being interrupted by her mom. They would get nasty and lie naked for hours in Cassie's room. And her mom never once bothered them. She was friendly, but mostly just went about her work in her studio. Cassie and Lute would sometimes join her for meals, and Lute really liked Sandy's company and thought she was a nice and hot older lady, but that's as far as it went.
When Lute asked Cassie what was going on, and if her mom wasn't bothered by what they were doing, Cassie just laughed, "Oh, no way. My mom's got her own thing going with Jake from the Marina Bar, so she's not gonna' hassle us. She knows I know about Jake, so we're free and clear to do whatever!"
Like her daughter, Sandy was tall and fit. Lute figured her to be about his mom's age—early to mid-forties. Both Sandy and Cassie had a great set of tits and a tight ass that were perfectly proportioned to their bodies. But while Cassie had wavy shoulder-length blonde hair, Sandy wore her dishwater blonde hair cut short.
As he approached her on the narrow, Lute saw that Sandy had also recognized him and had broken into a big smile. It was great to see her and he stopped to talk and catch up. Cassie, he learned, had a steady boyfriend and they'd be coming to the lake the next week. And Sandy was hard at work in her studio, preparing for a big gallery show in the fall.
As they were about to part, Sandy asked if he'd do her a favor. The old window air conditioner in her studio had died and she needed help taking it out, and also getting the new one up two flights of stairs and installed in the window. Lute was glad to help, and also interested in having some more time alone with her, so he agreed to stop by on the way back from his run.
It was a humid summer morning, so Lute was already pretty sweaty when he knocked on Sandy's door. And after carrying a 75 pound air conditioner from her Volvo station wagon up to her third floor studio, and then carrying the old one down to the garage, he was completely soaked.
As he was finishing up installing the new AC unit, Sandy went downstairs to fix them some cold drinks, and she soon returned with two tall Long Island iced teas. Hot as he was, Lute took a long swallow of his drink before he discovered its potency. Sandy hadn't skimped on any of the alcohol, so it was a strong refreshment that one should drink slowly. But Sandy was about as hot as Lute, so they each polished of their drinks in short order, gaining a nice buzz in the process.
"I think we'll need another one of these," Sandy laughed as she held up her empty glass. Heading toward the stairs she called over her shoulder, "Meet me down on the front porch!"
Lute soon finished the last of the AC work and turned it on to cool off just a bit before he headed down to join Sandy. But as he walked down the stairs he realized he was pretty woozy from the drink. Suspecting Sandy was in the same condition, he had greedy thoughts that some interesting times might lie ahead.
Sandy was already settled into a cushioned love seat on their screened porch. She patted the spot next to her for Lute to sit and handed him another cold drink, just as strong as the first.
The two talked and drank and laughed and were having a good time together. Lute had forgotten how funny and smart Sandy was, in addition to being really sexy. He realized he had been so intent on banging Cassie last summer that he hadn't fully appreciated her cool mom.
Sandy was wearing a paint-splattered college t-shirt and a pair of short cut-off jeans that accentuated her long slim legs. She was a fine specimen of middle-age beauty and Lute loved being close to her.
As the drinks inspired more animated talking and laughing, they moved closer together on the love seat. And it wasn't long before Sandy was slowly stroking Lute's bare thigh as they talked. As her hand gradually moved up and onto the bottom of his running shorts, she discovered the growing python that was now stretching down his thigh. This new development apparently didn't faze her, because she only hesitated momentarily in their conversation to glance down at his growing bulge, and then continued talking while she slowly explored his expanding cock with her inquisitive hand.
"Cassie really enjoyed her time with you last summer," she said in an offhanded way. "And I think you may have spoiled her a bit, if you know what I mean." And as she said this, she squeezed a bit on his blossoming cock shaft.
"She didn't say anything to me about it, but I overheard her talking to one of her girlfriends on the phone. And she told her how sore she was and how much you had stretched her out with your big cock. And also how she didn't know if she could now ever be happy with a guy with a normal sized prick. But she seems pretty happy with Brian, so either she was exaggerating, or he's got a nice package too."
As she continued, she began to nuzzle Lute's neck and whisper into his ear. "But this package you've got here, well, it feels like something extraordinary. And I love all things extraordinary. So would you mind if I got a closer look?"
Lute really liked where this was going, so he turned his face to meet Sandy's and locked her in a long wet kiss after saying, "I'd love for you to get a closer look."
Sandy needed no additional encouragement. She grabbed the waistband of his running shorts and pulled them down, releasing his throbbing beast.
"Oh, it's beautiful!" she squealed with delight as she examined his cock, beaming a huge smile. "It's the biggest and thickest cock I've ever seen! No wonder Cassie was so sore! This thing's a monster! Now I'll need to get a closer look, you know. Just to be sure it's real!"
So Sandy knelt on the floor before him and slipped his shorts the rest of the way off. She then grabbed his beast and began to stroke it with both hands, still gazing on in wonder.
And it wasn't long before she had her mouth stretched wide over the bulbous knob of Lute's arched avenger, sucking on it with true academic curiosity.
"Yes, it's definitely real. I can confirm that without equivocation. This bruiser is the real deal. Ab-so-lutely! But researchers will want to know how it performs under pressure, you know," she said with a sly smile, "does it get going when the going gets tough. That sorta' thing. Your basic controlled lab experiment. May I continue?"
"God yes, please proceed!" he urged.
So Sandy resumed her cock sucking and gradually increased the ferocity of her mouth's work on his thick member. She deep throated him till she gagged, she attacked his pecker's shaft like a ravenous whore, and she sucked on his bulging balls until he almost screamed because it felt so good!
She had soon stripped off her t-shirt and bra to reveal a pair of tits that were, as he expected, the equal of her daughter's. But Sandy's were larger and had slightly more of a sexy droop to them. Her areolas were big and light brown and her nipples were dark pert protrusions. Her tits were like cantaloupes hanging there on her chest - absolute beauties. Lute looked forward to a closer inspection.
While he looked down and admired her lovely breasts, Sandy continued her masterful blowjob, a skill she had obviously spent some time developing and was demonstrating it proudly.
"You know," she told him between slurps on his cock, "I'm gonna' have to measure your liquid ejaculation capacity. I expect it will be sizable and there's a chance I'll drown, but my research would be incomplete without it. I hope you don't mind."
"Oh...no," he answered enthusiastically, "I don't mind at all. And it may happen sooner than expected!" Because Sandy now had both hands wrapped around his slick meat stick and was working them in tandem up and down and around his shaft while she continued sucking and throating his cock with her luscious mouth. As she did, he lifted up his hips and ass from the loveseat to further drive his tool into her mouth, and she welcomed each thrust. Lute was getting a master-class blow job!
"Oh, baby, I'm gonna' cum! I'm gonna' CUM!" he groaned as she brought him to a climax. "Here it is! Here it is! Oh, Jesus!"
And as he moaned, he drove his cock deeper into her mouth and began gushing in a huge load of hot semen that soon overflowed her oral cavity, welling up and pouring out of her mouth like a freshly uncorked bottle of champagne. She was gulping as best she could, but his monstrous load was too much for her to contain. So her face was soon painted with a coating of milky jism that dripped off her chin, like ice cream on a hot day.
"Holy fuck!" She gurgled and gasped as she tried to swallow as much as she could.
But Lute wasn't quite done yet, because, after a brief pause, there came an aftershock of seismic spew that surprised them both. Sandy had briefly removed her mouth from his cock, so she was sucker punched when his next gush of ejaculate erupted and shot her square in the face.
