They had settled into a happy pattern of afternoon sex. Neve sat dangling her feet in the pool, Yvonne lay in the dappled shade under the tree by the pool.
Today was Digby's turn to have sex with his mother, Neve, he slid into the pool at the deep end and swam the full length underwater, he rose between Neve's legs and shook his head, taking in a deep gasp of air, she gave a small shriek as the cold water hit her naked body.
She raised her legs and rested them on the edge of the concrete edge, Digby was level with her labia, he parted them to allow access to his tongue and began to stimulate her clitoris. She leant back on her elbows, a few seconds later his right hand reached across to caress her breast her left breast, then his thumb entered her, it had amazed her at first that something so small, in comparison to a penis, could provide so much stimulation. She began to orgasm; she enjoyed the late evening cunnilingus by the pool, they took turns, and each did it differently, but the effect was the same.
While this had been going on Guy had moved across to his mother Yvonne, when you've finished the page,' he suggested.
'No need,' she replied placing the book, pages open face down, and opened her legs. Guy moved in and began to search for her clitoris with his fingers, opening the layers of her inner labia until he was satisfied and began to stimulate it with his tongue. She returned the favour by getting hold of his penis, waving in front of her face and placed it between her lips, moving her mouth up and down the shaft. Today it was Guy's turn, he found this a tremendous turn-on and when he was close to orgasm, he'd pull it out of her mouth and concentrate on her climax. Yvonne appreciated this sort of behaviour and would offer to continue until he came, sometimes he'd ask her to turn over and he'd take her from behind, her last thought before she orgasmed was βI wonder what he'll choose todayβ? Then she came, his fingers were inside her and he made her orgasm last by slowing down his tongue and his fingers, extending her orgasm into slowly diminishing waves.
Neve, on the other hand always did the same after she had come, Digby stood up and looked at her splayed labia, layer on layer and her vulva, leaking lubricant. She sighed and silently turned over standing on the steps of the pool, pushing her bottom out, presenting herself to him.
'I'm not in any rush to come,' he told her inserting his penis, she shuddered, it was cold, and this made it feel larger than usual.
'I'll decide that' she replied, and pushed back onto his penis then pulled forward, the water cold on his shaft after the warmth of her pussy.
'Tell me when you've had enough of my cock and I'll come, okay'?
'Thank you, you're very kind.'
Just then Guy, (he'd decided on vaginal sex) moved towards her feet, towering over her on his knees, he helped her turn over, bottom in the air face on the towel sideways to Neve and Digby, her eyes were closed, a beatific smile on her face.
After a few thrusts she reached out her arms to steady herself, Guy had no intention of taking his time, this inspired Digby to do the same. Neve also used her arms to steady herself, her breasts resting on the concrete, hips firmly gripped by her son.
Neve turned her head to Digby, 'notice how white Guy's shaft is,' pointing needlessly. He looked and then looked down at his own shaft as her pulled all but the head of his cock out of his mother, 'yeah, you're right, doesn't matter how much sunbathing we do it stays white.'
He pushed it back into her, 'ooh, that's cold,' she complained, 'soon warm up he responded.'
Digby had voyeuristic tendencies and looking at Guy thrusting at Yvonne's pussy gave him a mighty orgasm, moans and groans echoed around the pool, the noise of thighs slapping together slowly subsided, Guy slumped over his mother's back getting his breath back, likewise Digby did the same, this caused his penis to emerge into the cold water which also entered his mother's pussy, wide open.
They both shuddered and immediately left the pool, 'cold,' Digby told Guy and Yvonne, 'getting late in the season.'
'Yes, we're down to our last two nights.'