I had become a regular at the Bertone's pool. My new best friend Tony had invited me over early into our summer break, and since then I had spent nearly every day hanging out with him at his backyard pool. Most days the swimmers consisted of me, Tony, and Tony's two younger brothers. Jack's mother checked on us regularly and made sure we applied sunscreen several times a day. Most days we would play in the pool all day. I would head home around 5:00pm to make sure I made it home for dinner. On occasion, Tony's mom would come out to the pool and either soak up some sun or swim laps while we played.
Tony and I had just graduated high school and had a little over a month before we left for college. My family had moved to the area over the Christmas break. The high school was much bigger than my previous one and I had not been ably to make many friends. I had even less luck with the girls at the new school and I was basically horny all the time. And while I was not above checking out Tony's mom, she seemed to go out of her way to stay in the "mom zone." She was a little on the chubby side and the only bathing suit I had ever seen her wear was a brown one piece with ruffles that obscured her figure completely. Her clothing choices of oversized shirts and pants also seemed to be designed to obscure any curves which might exist beneath. She was unmistakably attractive, and her Italian descent gave her long dark hair and attractive dark complextion. If asked, I would say that Tony's mom was pretty, but I wouldn't have called her a MILF. And she really never gave me a reason to add her to my erotic fantasies. That all changed in a profound way on a Wednesday about halfway through the summer.
The day had started the same as all the others. We were swimming and lounging around the pool like all the other days. Mrs. Bertone had joined us in the pool, and it was almost lunch time. However, a storm blew-up out of nowhere and we barely got all of our stuff and ourselves into the house before it started pouring. With the pooltime over, Mrs. Bertone invited me to stay until the storm ended.
I had hung out at the house a few times before, but never after swimming in the pool and I was not aware of the Bertone's post-pool routine. When we went inside, I ran straight to the bathroom between the boys bedrooms to take a much overdue pee. While I did that, apparently, the other boys all went to the laundry room and put their wet bathing suits into the dryer. When I finished, all three boys were returning to their rooms naked and then started getting dressed. Jack told me that the laundry was downstairs next to their parents bedroom, and that I should run my suit down so it could be dry by the time I headed home. He said he would grab me a shirt and shorts to wear when I got back.
Being from a house with only male siblings, as I had an older brother, I was not shocked by boys running around a house naked. So, with my towel still wrapped around me, I set off to the laundry room fully expecting to strip off my suit and run back upstairs under the towel.
I was really happy that my son Tony and his buddy Jack we building a great friendship this summer. Jack's family had moved into the area after Christmas and the boys had become teammates on the high school soccer team. Jack was a really nice young man, and the two boys got on very well. While I finished putting away all the snacks we had taken out that morning, I could hear the boys running back upstairs. I made my way to the laundry room intending to start the dryer. I assumed that Tony would offer to dry Jack's suit as well, and then give him some dry clothes to wear while he waited. I intended to verify that after starting the dryer, but I wanted to let the small herd of naked boys get dressed before I checked on things upstairs.
Since I too was in the pool at the time the storm rolled in and my suit was wet, when I got to the laundry room, I made the snap decision to add my suit to the dryer. I had heard the herd of boys running up the stairs so I felt comfortable that I was along in this end of the house. I began to peel off my bathing suit intending to throw it in, after which I would just step though my bedroom to the bathroom for a quick shower.
I walked down the carpeted stairs slowly to make sure I followed the directions Tony gave me. I had never been to the part of the house with Tony's parent's bedroom and, apparently, the laundry room. As I turned down the short hallway that Tony told me ended with a closet for the washer and dryer, I stopped in my tracks. Right in front of me was Mrs. Bertone, and she was just beginning to strip out of her bathing suit. She was only about 5 feet in front of me facing the drier.
I completely froze as she pulled down the left strap and then the right. Once her arms were free, she peeled the suit down her upper body. She had pronounced tan lines and even though I was behind her, I could tell when her boobs popped free. I then realized that she had a huge rack, because I could see the swell of both of her boobs from behind her. As she continued to peel the suit down, her plump white ass came into view. What popped into my mind was that Mrs. Bertone had deceived me. Her baggy clothes and frumpy bathing suit had hidden a smoking-hot hourglass figure. When she partly bent down and lifted the wet suit with her foot so that she could grab it and put into the dryer, I actually saw a glimpse of her pussy from behind. That's when disaster struck... I gasped.
I usually don't come in straight after swimming, preferring to dry off in the sun first. The wet suit was beginning to chill me and my nipples were straining against the suit. No one would have noticed, because I purposely chose a suit with extra fabric up top to obscure my DDD breasts. I have always had large breasts but after having three boys and never quite dropping the last of the pregnancy weight they were almost out of control. The chill was the reason I decided on a whim to take it off in the hallway and add my suit to the dryer before immediately heading to my bathroom and jumping into the shower.
After stripping it off and stepping out of it, I grabbed it with my toes. In one fluid motion I lifted it up while bending down to grab it intending to flip it into the dryer... and then I heard the gasp right behind me.
The second the gasp left my lips, Mrs. Bertone spun around and tried to hold the wet one piece suit in front of her naked body. I drank in the sights of her huge white tits, big brown nipples, and the area between her legs. As she struggled to cover herself, I could still see parts of all of those things. She would likely have had better success covering herself with her hands since the wet suit did not want to spread out for her.
The gasp startled me, and I spun around to see Jack standing a few feet behind me with his mouth agape and staring at my nakedness. I tried in vain to cover myself with my bunched up suit. I snapped at him "Jack, what are you doing?"
It took me a second to register Mrs. Bertone's question, and another second to actually remember what I was doing. After what was probably way too long, I managed to get out "uh sorry, Tony told me to come down and put my suit in the dryer." I should have looked her in the eyes at this point, but I couldn't take my eyes off of her voluptuous body.
I probably should have sent him back upstairs immediately. I could easily collect his suit after I showered and dressed, however, in my embarrassment all I got out was, "ok Jack, give it here". At first, he didn't move so I followed up with a more urgent, "let's go!"
The urgency of Mrs. Bertone's direction shook me out of my reverie. All of a sudden, I thought I might be about to get into huge trouble. I had just been caught sneaking up on my friends mom, and then watching her as she undressed right in front of me. Instead of alerting her to my presence or backing out of the hall, I had startled her and then stared openly at her ass, tits, and pussy. I tried to rip off my suit from under my towel as I was told. I whipped it down to my knees only to see my raging hard-on pop into view.
As Jack finally began urgently pulling down his wet trunks, I was shocked at the massive erection that popped out. I guess I should not have been surprised by this, since he did just get a nice view of my naked body. But, the size of it caught me off guard. While I was aware that my own son was maturing into a man as well, I guess I had never had an occasion to see him erect. The sight of this young man's penis, which I could practically see throbbing, made my heart skip a beat. At least Jack had stopped staring at me while he feverishly worked to get his bathing suit off.
Showing my boner to Tony's mom only made me more manic to get my suit off so that I could run upstairs. Unfortunately, in my hurry to get it off I snagged my foot as I tried to step out of the leg hole. As I continued to try and pull it out, while standing on one foot, I lost my balance and fell sideways into a small table with a lamp on it. I was so focused on the suit that I didn't even brace myself as I fell. I ended up smacking my head on the table on the way down.
I watched in horror as Jack fell over trying to remove his suit. When I heard his head strike the table, I instinctively dropped my suit and ran over to him. I bent beside him as he rolled slowly over onto his back.
When I hit the table I instinctively clamped my eyes shut for a few moments. When I opened them again, I was laying on my back and Mrs. Bertone was kneeling on the floor and touching and inspecting my head. I quickly forgot about the sharp pain in my head when I took in the sight of the biggest most beautiful set of tits hanging over my chest. Her large brown nipples were rock hard and sticking out like large erasers. The dark area around them was wrinkled up and about the size of a silver dollar. My cock jumped so hard I instinctively grabbed it and started aggressively stroking it without thinking.
As I examined Jack's head, I quickly found the point of impact. As I watched I could see the area begin to swell. I was pretty sure it was going to turn into a nice bump, but it was relieved to see it was not bleeding.
After a thorough check to make sure there were no other signs of trauma to his head or face area, I looked down at Jack's face to assess his reaction. However, when I looked at Jack, I realized that he was staring intently at my chest. I was then jolted by the realization that I was completely nude and hanging over this boy. I immediately pushed back off the floor into more of an upright kneeling position. The sight before me shocked me.
I was now able to see that not only was Jack staring at my naked breasts, but his towel had fallen away fully exposing his massive erection. Worse yet, he had grabbed hold of his young cock and was tugging at it like he meant to rip it off. The site of him handling himself so roughly right in front of me created an intense throb in my loins.
As Mrs. Bertone pushed herself back up her groin came into view. She apparently shaved her pussy because her big folds were in full view. That was all my young cock could handle, and I shot the biggest load of cum in my life.
