"Blah, blah, blah blah blah" That's what Mrs. Oderkirk sounded like to me as I sat there watching the clock waiting for summer to begin. My girl Daisy had opted out of attending the last day of school and she could afford to her being a "Straight A" student and all. I could hardly wait to hit the beach and see my lady love in one of her hot little bikinis.
"Shawn, are you listening to me?"
"Huh?" The entire class which was all of fifteen people started laughing as I was caught off guard by a sudden question from Mrs. Oderkirk. She always seemed to be trying to bust my balls in class. I have to admit I wasn't the best student and if it wasn't for Daisy helping me out with some impromptu study sessions, I probably wouldn't have graduated. That was how we'd met when my counselor Mrs. Wiggins had scheduled me for a few tutoring sessions to shore up my grades. I was expecting some nerd to show up at study hall, but imagine my surprise when this perfect beach bunny showed instead. Daisy was a cute pixyish blonde with a toned athletic body topped off with a totally awesome set of pert enhanced C-Cup tits purchased by her equally hot mom as a pre-graduation present.
Somehow Daisy was able to resist my charms telling me that she was taking the job as a favor to my counselor and keeping things strictly business. I'd started thinking of her as some kind of uptight neuter chick, but she caught me by surprise one morning as me and the guys were riding the waves down at the point. She'd shown up with two of her girlfriends and her own customized board. Being from a wealthy family Daisy had been educated abroad and spent a lot of time in Hawaii surfing the best waves in the world. That night we'd only gone to second base but the sight of her athletic, tight body had me in a fit.
"Shawn, are you listening to me?" I gasped out loud earning more laughter as I suddenly found Mrs. Oderkirk staring me right in the face.
"Uh, sorry ma'am guess I drifted off."
"Oh it's quite alright Shawn as we all understand why you have to attend an additional week of makeup classes if you want to graduate."
"WHAT?!!"
*******************************************************************
"Fucking cunt!!" I yelled as I sped down the interstate on my Ducati to hook up with my girl at her house. Mrs. Oderkirk had screwed up my very planned out awesome spring break with Daisy. She sure wasn't gonna like this but maybe things could work out after all. The whole time I'd been studying with Daisy we'd never closed the deal if you know what I mean. She'd promised that we could finally get together after I'd finished finals and Mrs. Oderkirk had just informed me that I'd failed my test and would have to take a makeup test on Friday.
Fuck, I figured that I could charm her into bed. Many a babe had fallen for my sad doe-eyed innocent routine. Not saying I'm a looker or nothing but I'd spent the last three years perfecting my beach bod and letting my blonde hair grow out to a nice shoulder length. I guess I was going for the rocker look and Daisy wouldn't know what hit her. Just the other day we'd been fooling around and nearly been caught by her mom. She was sitting on the sitting on the edge of her bed with her shapely legs spread wide while I was on her carpet munching her carpet. Daisy loved getting oral, but she wasn't that good at it when it was her turn to do me. She would barely lick the head of my cock while she roughly jerked me to an explosive climax all over my stomach.
I guess it was kind of fucked up that she didn't like getting cum on her body and usually made me lay on my back while she jacked my dick onto my own belly. Well all of that shit was going out the window today because I was gonna finally nail her pert little ass.
I'd pulled off the freeway and into the little gated community of Holmewood Heights knowing that I'd have to sneak in because before leaving school several attempts were made to call Daisy with no success. She was probably on the can, taking to one of her girlfriends or studying for some advanced placement classes she'd been babbling about for a while. After parking my bike and up against one of the seven foot walls that bordered this rich folk's community, I used it as a ladder to hop over to the other side. Most of the house here were Mc Mansions with field like back yards with Daisy's home at the end of a cul-de-sac. Her dad Steve didn't seem to like me being around all that much. Said I was an aimless drifter that he didn't wanna see bringing his daughter down.
Steve was a dick and a lucky one at that because he was married to Daisy's mom Diane. Diane was what most guys my age referred to as a M.I.L.F. or "Mother I'd Like To Fuck". She was this stacked blonde with an ass to die for. The thing was just amazing and I couldn't help but stare at it when I was over to their house sometimes. As a matter of fact I knew when Steve started hating me. It had been one month ago when I come over to swim in their pool. He was on some kind of business call and dismissively answered the door waving towards the pool. I walked through the house to the pool.
Diane was lying on her stomach sunning herself while her daughter completed laps. My girl, the consummate athlete didn't even seem to notice I was there but her mom did. She was laying there topless with some shades on when I heard her sultry voice call out to me asking me to rub some lotion on her back. I couldn't believe she'd ask me to do something like that in front of her daughter.
Putting lotion on someone's back probably no big deal right?!!
Wrong, let me describe Diane for you, eh Diane Hartford to be formal. She's a literal platinum blonde bombshell about five seven with beautiful skin, the bluest eyes and a curvy bottom heavy figure. You just had to see her long shapely honey soaked legs that were caused her prominent bottom to bounce almost to its own beat. "Ass to Kill For" was what my friend Barry called it one time when she'd come to parents night at school. I don't think she was flaunting it so much as everything she wore especially skirts seemed to be super tight.
Now that afternoon I found myself rubbing Mrs. Hartford's back down with baby oil and just admiring the hell out of her figure. Daisy was oblivious to the whole thing doing her laps around the pool. She's such a jock and her dad had her working out like a beast trying to get an athletic scholarship at an Ivy League school. In hindsight she seemed completely unconcerned always laughing off my little jokes and occasionally slapping me on the back of the neck.
There I was rubbing oil on her mom's back and admiring the way her hips flared out from her waist and her perfectly round butt that was covered in a really small bikini bottom. Mrs. Hartford must have known I was looking because she surprised me by asking me to rub some oil on her backside. My cock almost jumped out of my pants when she said that but I knew better than to even go there. But that ass was oh so inviting, plump and thick. Mrs. Hartford told me I was being silly and pulled the ties at the sides of her hips freeing the material and in a motherly tone told me to pull her bottoms off and massage her butt.
What could I do? Mrs. Hartford had ordered me to do it and I'd always obeyed by elders. She'd already removed her top and I could see the sides of her moderately sized breasts as she lay on her stomach. The view was oh so tantalizing amigos and I poured a good handful of baby oil in my palm intending to shine Mrs. Hartford real nice.
"DIANE!!" Mr. Hartford had been sitting on the balcony of his second floor den watching while taking a business call and felt that things had progressed far enough as far as he was concerned.
"MOM, EEEEWWW GROSS!!" Daisy had finally stopped doing laps and noticed what was going on with a frown on her pretty face that almost made me piss myself.
"I'm so high on fucking vodka and Xanax." Mrs. Hartford had laughed the whole thing off as I was shown the door with a weight bar wedged up against my neck by my enraged girlfriend.
I was back over there two weeks later studying with Daisy and we'd ended up making out and dry humping until I'd splooged the crap out of my cargo shorts.
Daisy kept asking me if she was hotter than her mom and I thought that was a little strange but knew the right answer. She'd been delighted at my affirmation and gave me an extremely wet hand job using lotion of course. It was kind of puzzling how Daisy was kind of a prude while her hot mom was so uninhibited. My friend Kathy the nerd always said that kids usually turn out the opposite of their parents. She's studying psychology so I guess she's right about that shit.
Well here I was in front of her door and even though I didn't pass my final, I knew I'd be able to score with sweet Daisy Hartford. I teased up my wild mane of blonde hair, undid a few buttons on the old Hawaiian shirt and rang the doorbell. I was so gonna nail the fuck out of her cute bubble butt and I was already rock hard thinking about her juicy fake tits. I decided it would be funny to adjust my cock in my cargo shorts so that a tent would be apparent.
"Well hello Shawn, what brings you here this afternoon?"
"SHIT!!" I found myself staring at Mrs. Hartford looking hotter than ever in a white button down 50's style housedress. It was kind of thing you saw on that old television show "Leave it to Beaver" but sizzled on Mrs. Hartford's curvy body. I guess she wore something like that to hide her big butt, but I didn't mind checking it out every time I was over.
"Well Shawn you're certainly welcome to use the facilities if that's what you came ten miles for." She was smiling and looking at me like I was a special needs person.
"No!! No, eh Mrs. H, I came to see Daisy." I quickly corrected myself feeling like a total asshole.
