Two times divorced, 38 year old Cass was a devout, though closeted, nudist, constrained of late by taking in her younger, ultra conservative, recently divorced, sister and her 19 year old son, Robbie, i.e. she was forced to wear clothes more often around the apartment.
Cass had married smart and her settlements from each marriage had left her rather comfortable, financially. She lived in a spacious two bedroom apartment in the Prembroke Towers in Virginia Beach, was paying for Robbie's tuition at Tidewater Community College and had helped her sister find a well paying job. Their living with her, three months now, would not be much longer.
Cass was loving life as a year old divorcee.
A sun worshiper, with a proclivity for going around bare-ass when alone or showing off her bikini-clad body at the beach, she went to great lengths to retain a year round full-body tan, supplemented with gym and running Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Her satin smooth skin and the natural sun and sun-lamp seemed to be made for each other. Needless to say she was sexy as hell.
At 5'10", 165lbs, her statue was long legged Amazonian, her facial features Roman, with thick black wavy hair splashing over her shoulders. Her well portioned body, with ample breast and rounded, well defined buttocks drew the attention of nearly every man she passed. Hidden away from general view was a well manicured lady part waxed or shaved with the same articulate care as her fingernails or eyebrows. Cass's vagina could be termed cute, or maybe, petite. The labia, the lips, were almost non-existent , presenting only a baby-like crack to attest to her genre for its fortunate viewer - male or female, as might be the case. Lastly were raisin sized nipples were an odd dull white in color atop an areola that was slightly darker presenting an odd contrast to her tanned body.
Cass was no prude and usually - man or woman - of age or mature - if you had the nerve to approach her, you had a chance.
But 2 years ago she began suffering from a mid-life crisis. Her desire for the younger stud - throw in the occasional co-ed, through never confronted - had cost her her second marriage. With money comes the P.I..
Fortunate, or not, the Tidewater area, Navy and the ocean front, offered an infinite number of youthful choices.
Cass sat naked on the left-hand edge of her bed with her left leg folded, her right leg outstretched over it. She was applying a very expensive body oil to her right leg.
Robbie keyed lock to the apartment and hurried inside.
"Mom!" He shouted.
"In here baby-duck!" Came a shouted reply.
Robbie headed down the short hall locating a cracked and lighted bedroom door. He knocked, knowing it was his Aunt Cassie's bedroom.
"Mom, are you in there?" He queried.
"It's just me, sugar. Come on in."
Robbie pushed the door open and step inside and was taken aback seeing his Aunt sitting there nude. He immediately shielded his eyes with his right hand as he edged along the wall to a few feet across from her.
"I'm sorry! I didn't know you were..."
"What! It's not like you haven't seen me nude before." She chuckled. "You must have missed your mom in the elevators. She just walked out the door. She's gone to have dinner with work friends and do some shopping. Put your hand down for crying out loud!" She added, swiping at his arm. "Is there anything I can do for you?"
The way she was sitting there was no way Robbie could miss viewing her hairless pussy. Her breast and odd colored nipples were just an added treat.
"I was hoping to get $30 from mom to go to a movie with some of the guys."
"No problem. Hand me my purse."
Taking her small purse from her nephew, Cass searched briefly and brought forth a $20 and $10 bill. "Is that going to be enough?" She said, offering the notes to him but not letting go as she stared at the boy's nervous eyes. "I don't know why you and your mother are so uptight about the naked body."
"Seeing you... like that... doesn't make me nervous. It's just a little unsettling. You're my Aunt and your Aunt shouldn't get you sexually aroused."
"I see. So, you're telling me that you have a hard-on?"
"A bit... maybe."
"From where I'm sitting," Cass said, a mischievous smile on her face. "I would say more than a little bit."
She reached to cup his crotch causing his body stiffen.
"Movies with the guys," she continued. "Why not a girl?"
"Afraid to ask one." He answered. "I talk to a few at school but I haven't asked anyone out yet."
"Are you a virgin, Robbie?" She queried, with a teasingly stern tone in her voice, stroking his crotch. "Don't be shy. You can tell your Aunt Cassie anything."
"Yeah." He reluctantly admitted.
"Well, since you told me I caused boner I feel like I have a responsibility to take care of it." She said matter-of-factually. "Take your jeans off and sit down here on the bed with me. Come on! Don't be shy. I don't bit." She ended, as she scooted herself over and up against the headboard. "Underpants too."
Shyly, Robbie did as he was directed and took a semi prone position next to Cass. His erection had diminished somewhat.
Cass reached across and took hold of his cock and began to stroke it slowly. "Put your arm around my back and just relax." It was soon rigid and she slowly stroked it, gripping it firmly. "Does it feel good?"
"Real good."
"I bet it's lot better than when you're doing it yourself. " She offered. "I've never seen one like you've got. If I was to let go it would stand vertical and almost parallel with your belly. It seems to grow out of your balls, and so thick at the bottom, becoming very slim at the top. It must close to 7 inches."
"6-3/4 inches if you measure underneath from my balls." He assured her.
"So, you've measured it?" She said teasingly.
"A while back." He replied.
Cass began to concentrate on the task at hand with an ever increasing rhythm, tightening her grip.
Robbie stared at her hand as his eyelids fluttered and his breathing increased a bit.
When his breath puffed audibly, Cass turned her head to study him, figuring he was getting close. She had figured it wouldn't take long. She smiled at his firmness. Her hand and arm were becoming a bit tired but she kept her grip and quick paced rhythm. She noted him pulling up his T-shirt to expose his belly.
"Ohhhh! Wowww! Look at the that!" She exclaimed, when long squirts of semen shot forth in three distinct globs. A considerable amount more flowed out and over the head of his cock down on her forefinger and thumb. "I bet that felt good!"
"You're not going to tell mom, are you?" Robbie quizzed with a concerned tone, afraid his liberal Aunt might find it humorous to rip her sister.
"Are you?" Cass asked comically. "This can be our little secret. Yours and mine. And I do not mind doing this for you again if you want... anytime you want... when your mother is not around, of course. Now you best get cleaned up and get to the movies to join the guys. And be careful crossing that damn Boulevard."
Cass had not only made the offer to service him but went to the extent to tell Robbie his mother schedule and when they might be able to get together for a little fun, "if you want?" She always added.
Needless to say, Robbie was infatuated by his Aunt and was always "wanted". He quickly disliked that she was the only one allowed to touch, other than an arm around her, but of course he did not argue. Five weeks passed and they had gotten together eight times.
Robbie felt nothing but envy for the guys who occasionally picked her up at the door. She was quick to remind him that not everyone got to home base and there was never any fear of pregnancy due to her lack of ability to bear children.
Cass found her relationship with her nephew stimulating as they were always able to converse on various subjects after she had serviced him, laughing, joking and clowning around on the bed. An added plus was the discovery of always having a very satisfying self-induced orgasm after sending him on his way. Keeping a secret of such magnitude from her sister was just icing on the cake.
Into the fifth week, Marcy, her sister informed her she was going to be away during the upcoming weekend.
She could hardly wait to tell Robbie that if he was so inclined they would be partying Saturday night, with the stipulation that he had to be nude also. They would watch TV, dance, eat popcorn and drink Coke.
As a treat, Cass allowed Robbie to shower with her. They clowned around and scrubbed each other vigorously, she even allowed him to wash her breast. She scrubbed his rigid cock with much comic relief but smacked his hand when he reached with the soapy rag for her crotch. Playfully, he was able to peck at her breast and buttocks as he washed her, receiving only teasing rebuke.
It was dark when they entered the main part of the house. She cautioned, though probably unnecessary, to leave the lights off as they were nude and had plenty of illumination from the many lights of the area.
As advertised they danced around the apartment singing with the music, she feeling like a 19-year-old. They nudged, hipped and back sided each other in rhythm with the music laughing uncontrollably .
Finally exhausted, Cass made the popcorn and filled glasses while Robbie found a movie on Netflix. They settled onto the sofa to watch Cass's favorite, "9 1/2 weeks".
During a good part of the dancing and foolishness Robbie lost his erection. It would firm up again if he caught Cass being silhouetted against the surrounding lights, causing him to focus on her sexual prowess. It was an ongoing process.
The same occurred during most of the movie except when Kim Basinger showed her own sexual prowess. He became very quiet and attentive during the steamy sex scenes. Cass watched him closely at these times. Near the end of the movie, she scooted close to him and reached to rub the back of his head and tug at his hair.
"Do you think she is sexier than me?" She asked, turning his hair in her fingers.
"Of course not!" He answered quickly and with conviction.
She reached with her left hand to take hold of his cock and began stroking it.
