Down, scrunching forward, arms crossing against breasts, low moan..... Up! Shoulders back. Dancing boobs. Knees apart, pelvis engaged. Fuck, fuck fuck me! What a dirty mouth for such a quiet woman. They were screwing on the daybed in the guest room when Doris paused in the middle of her pole dance to look out the window.
"There he is and he's so cute!"
"What's your boyfriend wearing today?" I was referring to Jason, our 18-year old neighbor. It didn't bother me that she called him her boyfriend-- we both knew very well that Jason already had a boyfriend.
"The coolest little bikini, one of those made specially to show off a guy's cock! It's all stretchy and spandex. I can see the orb of each of this balls, his shaft, and cock-head. It looks so yummy!" She gasped as she sank down again, then with a little wriggle and a shake of her head, she ascended again, disengaging herself from her lover's throbbing prick. Dave tried to sit up to get a look at Jason, but Doris would have none of that as dove down on him and began to suck him off-- passionately, but hurriedly-- as though she had someplace she had to go. Then her husband remembered Monday-- the day his wife went to the beach with her boyfriend.
"I never thought of Jason as someone who would try to seduce my wife, or even another guy. He's just too quiet," said Dave.
Kellie looked up at him, bit her lip, then cautiously suggested, "Mr. Darling. Maybe he wasn't the seducer. Could it have been Mrs. Darling?" Dave startled the girl when he put his arm around her shoulders and squeezed hard. Kellie remembered what day it was, as if she could forget the big red heart that encircled December 17 on her calendar. Today she turned 18, and they had been waiting for the day for over a year. Why, she would have let Mr. Darling fuck her when she was 16, and she really tried, but the handsome older man next door was more than a little paranoid. Kellie began grinding her large firm tits against Dave's shoulder,
Meanwhile, Dave was thinking about all the "dates" his wife had with the boy next door the previous summer. It was just beginning to sink in: did Doris really cheat on him? While Kellie pulled his thickening cock out of this pants, Dave recalled what happened-- just as Doris had described it the night before--
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Her bikini was very sexy, she made sure of that. And so was she, she was absolutely sure. To make sure, Doris spun around, her hand slipping free of Jason's as she looked at the sunbathers they'd just passed. Gawkers. She'd just caught half a dozen of them staring at her curvaceous ass. She was plumper down there than she'd been when she was half her current age of 40. But at twenty she'd been too skinny, so getting older had been flattering to certain parts of her figure. She still had a slender waist which gave her an hourglass figure, in the best sense of the word.
"Wow. When you said this was a nude beach, Mrs. Darling, you really had me going," said Jason. They chose a spot that was secluded, but still within view of the other beach goers, to set up their chairs.
"I can't tell you how much it's meant to me that we've been friends this summer, Mrs. Darling." Jason's gaze fell to her breasts for just a moment. Doris loved it when he sneaked a peak at her sexier parts.
"Friends to the end, Jason." Doris smiled sweetly and squeezed the teen's hand. And today she would test that friendship. She still wasn't sure to make of Jason's reaction when she told him, as they drove off, that she was taking him to the isolated Paradise Beach-- a clothing-optional beach. Jason had blushed and had started to object. Then he was quiet. She stole a glimpse of his minuscule bikini and noted a wet spot spreading over the tip of this dick. It was her turn, she'd decided. Her turn to have some fun.
"There are two types of nude beaches, I've discovered. One kind is for voyeurs, the other is for exhibitionists. There is a loophole in the local ordinances that does make this a nude beach. And nearly everyone who comes here, comes to see the naked girls. No naked girls. They're hiding out, I suppose, elsewhere." Jason had just finished spreading sunscreen over her her back.
"Jason. Pull the string-- the bow."
"What, Mrs. Darling?"
"The bow securing my bra. Pull-- the-- bow!"
Doris turned over after Jason untied her and began to apply the warm oil. She knew he'd had a peek of her fucking in front of the window just that morning, but he'd never really seen a lady smoothing sunscreen over her boobies, or oil her hardening nipples! Then Doris stood up and stripped away her bottoms, exposing her shaven pussy just a few feet away from Jason's gaze.
"Stand up!" Doris ordered. There were sunbathers now up and down the beach from them, starring. Jason obeyed. Doris hooked her thumbs under the narrow waistband of his bikini and pulled them down and Jason's cock sprang free. It was thick and lovely and already throbbing and about to grow hard. Doris stood up and spun Jason around so his admirers could see the blushing boy's delicious tool.
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"Maybe she just made it all up," said Kellie. Her hand trembled very slightly as she wrapped her fingers around her lover's thick cock. It was pretty big, and Kellie hoped it tasted good. She began to lick and savor Dave's big cockhead, sucking up his precum. "Maybe she made it up to make you jealous; maybe she knows you were fucking my big sister." She wanted to put his mind at ease so that he'd begin ravishing her. Maybe reminding him of Suzy would make Mr. Darling want her.
