This is a work of fiction. All characters are over eighteen years of age.
I was home from college the summer I turned nineteen, I wanted to get a job as a lifeguard. Two reasons; money of course, and women also of course. I was an excellent swimmer, my parent's still have a pool and use it regularly, that's were I learned.
I was staying with them, using their pool when Mom brought the job opening up. She was working on her tan on a chaise. Mom is in her late forties but still has a fantastic body from all the swimming, very toned. "Jason, it'll be perfect," she told me. There was just one thing. I needed to re-certify.
I'd let my lifeguard certification lapse during college, unfortunately. Mom had an answer for that too, the class she was teaching at the Adult Learning Center. This was news to me, that she was teaching a class! But it made sense; Mom came pretty close to the Olympics in swimming when she was my age, they were lucky to get her as an instructor.
I put up a fuss at first, I don't need no stinkin' certificate, but Mom knew better. And she didn't have any real pull at the Municipal pool either, it was run by the city. So it was night classes, just two and I'd be good to go. After dinner the first night Mom came downstairs in her teaching outfit, a blazer and blouse with a skirt. She looked good and I told her so. She blushed. We took her car, it not being a barely-running piece of crap like mine.
The first night was classroom stuff, two hours worth. Later in the week would be practical instruction and evaluation, held at the pool. It was all stuff I knew already or thought I did so I wasn't paying attention. I was scoping out some of the fine females in the class instead, and Mom caught me at it.
She was pissed. Ragged me out in class and everything; which was more important, saving lives or some bimbo's knockers? Stuff like that. When we got to the parking lot I asked her what the hell was her problem?
"If that's your attitude you can forget passing my class, get your certificate somewhere else!" she shouted at me as we got in the car. We rode home in silence. I stormed off to my room when we got home and wallowed in self pity for a while. A few hours later there was a knock and Mom came in.
She had changed into her pajamas, I didn't realize how late it had gotten. Mom always slept in an oversized T-shirt and panties. I could tell she was still ticked at me, the shirt was riding pretty high on her legs and she didn't notice. I could see the vee of panty between her thighs as she stood in front of me.
She was going on about her authority as an instructor but I couldn't seem to tear my eyes away from her crotch. As she spoke the hem of her shirt would rise and fall, it was hypnotic.
"Jason! Jason, are you listening to me?" I jerked my head up, Mom was looking both angry and puzzled. Then she looked down, where I had been looking. "Were you checking out your Mom's panties? God, is sex all you think about! Fine!" She grabbed the hem of her shirt and lifted it up and off, then stepped out of her panties. "There, you happy now?" She flung her arms out wide and stood there, still pissed.
I was ecstatic! I said Mom has a great figure and I meant it; she's five eight, short wavy dark hair, wide shoulders and a lean body from swimming, tight C-cup tits high on her chest and a narrow strip of pubic hair just above her slit. Narrow hips but a muscular ass. Her nipples were dark and solid like pebbles, looking up at the ceiling. My cock started uncoiling, tenting my blanket higher and higher.
"Really? You're so horny your own Mom gets you hard? My god Jason, you have to focus!" I was focused, on your slammin' bod, Mom! I wanted to memorize this sight, I was going to jerk off to it later for sure! Meanwhile I was uncomfortable as hell while she was still staring daggers at me.
"All right then, if you're too aroused to pay attention I guess I'll have to do something about it!" Mom whipped my blanket off me. I sleep naked, my six and a half inches was waggling in the breeze for all to see. She sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed my dick in one hand, milking and squeezing.
"There, you just lie back and I'll make you cum. Honestly Jason!" She gave me a maternal smile as she jacked my dick. "Getting hard from looking at your old Mom, I guess that's a compliment." She was really doing a number on my cock, swirling her hand over the head, teasing the tip, I was panting and trying not to cum, she was
really
good and I wanted it to last.
"Hm, you do have a nice dick. Some girl will certainly be happy with it." Now she was holding the skin down tight, squeezing the base, my cock head was huge and red. I moaned, it felt so good. Mom looked at my cock for a moment and then suddenly her head dipped down and engulfed the head of my wang.
Her eyes closed and she swirled her tongue over me, sucking strongly. I arched my back and came in her mouth, shooting my seed into her greedy throat. God it felt fantastic! Mom's tits were brushing my leg, her hair was tickling my balls, she was jacking my shaft, pushing the cum into her face, it was incredible!
"Holy shit! Oh god yes! Cumming in your mouth Mom! Cumming, oh god!" I was babbling as I orgasmed, I couldn't believe my own Mom was swallowing my hot load! She took it all like a champ, looking me in the eyes as she sucked, it was crazy.
She freed my pole and wiped her mouth with her hand. "There, is that better?" she asked me. She hadn't taken her makeup off for the night and her lipstick was smeared. She looked like a sexy milf and I told her so. She blushed again but was getting her pajamas back on. "Now I expect you to study tomorrow. I'll help. You're Dad's going to the game anyway so it'll be just us." She paused in the doorway on her way out. "Goodnight Jason. I'm glad you're here for the summer." So was I, Mom.
Dad left before I was awake, tailgating all day. Mom made me a late breakfast, she was acting as if nothing had happened, so I did the same. She was dressed for a normal day around the house in a t-shirt and jeans, her usual understated makeup, for a moment I wondered if last night was a dream.
"Now, I want us to study all morning, no distractions!" She told me to meet her in the den in half an hour, she needed to prepare. I goofed around until it was time, when I entered the den I was floored! Mom was in sexy-as-hell lingerie!
She had redone her makeup, now she looked more like a slutty milf than last night. She had on a demi-bra that left the tops of her tits free, just cupping her lovely orbs. A matching pair of crotchless panties, sheer stockings and high heels completed the outfit. She was standing with one hip cocked and her hand on her hip, chin high, she knew she looked like a walking wet dream. Her eyes were smoldering into mine.
"We know that you seem to have a problem studying if you're too horny, I think we established that last night." Mom walked up to me and with a single finger pushed my chin up to close my mouth. "So, if we make sure you're not too horny to study first, there shouldn't be a problem, right?" She was standing very close, I could feel her heat, smell her arousal.
"Mom, last night was one thing but this, I mean if anyone found out..." God I wanted to fuck this woman, mother or not she was oozing sex right now.
