MATURE FAMILY MAKE GOOD LOVERS

We had just landed in California after departing a private airport outside London. I had spent the last 3 years at University in England, sort of in exile.

I was Looking forward to being back in the States. During my stay I had traveled home only once, and my mother and grandmother had visited one time. Needless to say, we weren't a close knit family. Or so I thought.

The private jet trip was a graduation gift to me from my grandmother. Sitting next to me holding my hand was Romy the lady I had been dating for the past two years and had hoped to marry. She was a professor of English language at the university where I had recently graduated.

Born in the Cayman Islands she had the most beautiful chestnut skin, big brown eyes, beautiful smile and gorgeous figure and was twice my age. I love everything about her, she is bright, funny, beautiful and a fantastic, abandoned lover.

Long before I met her, she had been crowned Miss Cayman Islands. I thought she could still wear that crown.

We were sitting on a couch in the cabin having recently made love then quarreled in the bedroom at the back of the plane. I had brought up the idea off marriage which wasn't received with favor.

As we were preparing for landing, she said, "I was so Looking forward to meeting your family. Let's not let our spat spoil that. If you promise to say nothing to your family, then I'll promise to think about your proposal and give you my answer before I leave for DC. Can we do this?"

I smiled and said, "It's a deal. We hugged and kissed."

We retrieved our luggage and entered customs. Shortly our passports were stamped, and we headed for the exit. Mom, my Grandmother and my aunt Sue were waiting for us. I introduced Romy to them, and hugs were exchanged.

On the drive home everyone talked at the same time, questions were coming at us nonstop.

In response to a question about why she was only here for a couple of days. Romy explained that she had written a book about Cayman Creole, Cayman Islands English and was to be the keynote speaker at an educators' conference in Washington, DC. then had to return to England for a short book tour.

We carried our bags into the house and Mom asked, "Will you be needing one room or two?"

Romy quickly said, "Two would be great."

I was hurt but didn't say anything. We visited for a while then sat down to a great home cooked meal with all my favorites. After dinner we moved to the deck for drinks. The evening was pleasant, Romy even sat on my lap for a while.

Gram had chartered a helicopter to take us on a tour of Southern California the next morning. This was Romy's first trip to the states, so we worked out points of interest for the flight.

Everyone said their goodnights and I walked Romy to her room.

At the door she kissed me and said, "Let's just say goodnight. I don't feel like talking right now."

The next day, we drove to the airfield and took off for our sightseeing. The helicopter ride was fun. Romy appeared to really enjoy herself and it was apparent that my family liked her.

Back at home, we enjoyed a light lunch then Sue announced she wanted to paint Romy and took her to the studio. Late afternoon we all went for a swim then dried off on the deck with margaritas.

Mom said, "I tried to find some Cayman recipes for supper but didn't have much luck."

Romy said, "That's OK, I really prefer western food anyway. I was looking forward to trying some of your fast foods."

Mom said, "Well with the pandemic we really don't eat out much so let's figure out what you'd like, and we'll do carry-in tonight. How's that sound?"

"That would be special."

The girls discussed food options and we ended up with enough to feed half of Malibu.

As it got late Romy said to me, "I'd like to take a walk on the beach before we go to bed."

We each grabbed a beer and set off for our walk.

Romy said, "I've really enjoyed meeting your family. I feel really special the way they've treated me."

"I hoped you would like them. I know they like you."

"Well as I promised I've thought a lot about us. To repeat what I said on the plane, these past couple of years with you have been special. We haven't really talked about it before, but my father was very controlling. He was the head of the family with a capital H. In fact, he was a tyrant.

I left home the first chance I got and unfortunately married a man much like him. He was a stereotypical pompous Brit. He gave me two wonderful children but not much else."

She sipped her beer then continued, "After I divorced him, I was scared to even think about men. I didn't even like myself. Then you came along, you were so sweet and might I say charming.

Because I was so much older, I felt safe with you. For the first time you gave me a chance to look at myself through the eyes of someone that really loved me. I found that I liked what I saw, I began to like myself."

She paused, wiped away a tear and said, "For that gift you gave me, I'll always be grateful. Now I want to explore how this new Romy can live, really enjoy life on my own. I gave you a lot of reasons why we shouldn't marry, they are still valid, but I don't want to even think about marriage until I get a chance to explore life itself."

She stopped walking, turned to face me and said, "I promised you an answer and this is it, I'm not saying I'll never marry you, but I won't marry you now. I ask that we not see each other for one year from today.

That year will give me time to explore my life and give you a chance to start law school and move into the next phase of your life. I know that's not the answer you wanted but, will you do this for me, for us? Give me a year?"

I stood looking into her big brown eyes, at her slightly upturned nose and luscious lips, I wanted to cry.

But instead, I hugged her to me and said, "OK, but one year from today I'll be knocking down your door."

"We'll see, thank you."

We turned and hand in hand walked back to the house. Everyone had turned in. As we arrived at her door still holding hands, she opened the door and pulled me inside. Without a word, she slowly undressed. As did I. She pushed me on to the bed and straddled me, easing down onto my hardness.

As she slowly rocked up and down, I said, "This is my favorite position. Not only can I feel myself in you, but I can also enjoy looking at you, all of you. I can see the tops of your lovely thighs, your belly with the cute little innie, your scrumptious breasts, your beautiful face, it's like I can make love to you with my eyes and mind."

"Oh, my."

I said, "When we're like this I think of the song 'Ebony and Ivory."

She began to hum the tune. I joined her and we climaxed almost at the same time, still humming. She laid down on me. We giggled like little kids.

She said, "I've got to buy that record now."

We drifted off to sleep spooned together.

We all drove her to the airport the next morning, said our goodbyes, I got a last kiss and a big hug. Then she walked away.

On the way home from the airport, I had tears rolling down my cheeks. My aunt sat next to me patting my leg. It was hard not to break down and openly bawl. My dreams had been shattered. Arriving home, I excused myself and went to my room where I laid on the bed sobbing before finally dozing off.

When I woke up, Aunt Sue was sitting on the bed watching me.

I asked, "Sudy, how long have you been here?"

"For a while."

"I was worried about you. I'm so sorry things didn't work out for you two, you look like you could use a hug."

With that she laid down on my chest and hugged me.

I wrapped my arms around her, and we laid together for a while. She raised up and kissed me, not what you'd call a typical aunt kiss unless your aunt sticks her tongue in your mouth. She sat up and placed her hand on my crotch.

"I think you need a blow job."

"What did you say?"

"I think you need a blow job. I think a little sex will help you forget."

As she talked, she was unzipping my pants.

"What are you doing? I can't believe this. You were always such a prude. What happened?"

"A few years ago, I had an epiphany, and everything changed. I've discovered I love sex. I play with myself all the time. I just love orgasms."

She was now massaging my erection. She leaned over and eagerly took me in her mouth. While sucking me she opened her blouse and began massaging her tits. Much too soon I came, she swallowed every drop and continued licking me as I slowly shrank.

"Now don't you feel better?"

I laughed, "You're crazy, but yes at the moment I'm not fixated on Romy."

"Good. Then how about getting fixated on my pussy?"

She stood up dropped her skirt and straddled my face. She massaged her clit as I tongued her and soon, she began to tremble as I covered her with my mouth. She didn't get off me, just slid back on my chest and continued to rub herself. The view was amazing.

Here was my aunts naked pussy inches from my face while she played with herself.

She said, "I think sex is great. It opens my mind and heightens my sense of smell and hearing and creativity. Most of my painting inspirations come right after an orgasm. If you want, we can screw later. Now don't get the wrong idea. I don't just screw anybody, I'm very particular."

"Who are you and what did you do with my real aunt?"

"Oh, you're too funny."

After dinner and a little deck sitting, I went back to my room. I had just stepped out of the shower and was toweling off when Sue opened the bathroom door. I quickly covered myself.

She giggled and said, "Now, who's the prude? Did you forget we're going to screw?"

"I wasn't sure you meant it."

"Well, I meant it, do you want to?"

I nodded yes.

She smiled, grabbed my towel and dropped it on the floor, "You're dry enough."

I was standing at attention.

She said, "This is going to be fun."

She put her arms around my neck and sucked in my lips. Wrapping her hand around my dick she led me to the bed. She slowly did a strip tease while humming the theme from "The Stripper". When she finally straddled my chest, I was so hot I thought I'd evaporate. She started rubbing her pussy, inserting a couple of fingers inside, then coyly sticking her fingers in my mouth.

After a while she slid down and slowly rubbed my dick in and around her puffy pussy lips before finally inserting it all the way. Rocking back and forth while rubbing my nipples, we both came.

I pulled her down on my chest and rubbed her back and butt as we kissed.

"You're so beautiful, that was great."

"Thanks for the compliment, glad you enjoyed it."

The next day I sort of muddled through. I was a little mopey but enjoyed being with my family and replaying last night in my head. Dinner was lively with everyone doing their best to cheer me up. After dinner we all sat on the deck and enjoyed a few glasses of wine.

I talked about my time in England. Grandma discussed her big tobacco settlement and what she planned to do with the money. Late in the evening we all said goodnight and headed off to bed. I had just turned off the light when Sue opened the door. I turned the bed lamp back on.

She was wearing a t-shirt with obviously nothing underneath.

"Mind if I join you?'

"Please do."

She said, "How about we do 69?"

I smiled and scooted down in the bed, she dropped the t-shirt and knelt behind my head, started licking my nipples which put her tits near my mouth. I pulled her down and sucked each mound in turn.

After a while she moved down and started licking my balls while I enjoyed her pussy. With my dick in her warm mouth, I rubbed her butt cheeks and traced her crack with my finger. I came in her mouth as she trembled and shook.

She said, "Lets cuddle."

We dozed off with our bodies entwined.

The next morning, we all jogged on the beach. I managed to follow the three of them. I enjoyed watching their butts bouncing ahead of me. At breakfast Mom announced that she was headed to the office and Gram had a meeting in San Diego. After they left. Sue and I moved to the deck for a second cup of coffee.

I said, "So, tell me about your epiphany."

"It's really pretty cool. I was painting a portrait for a well-known couple; you've seen them on TV I'm sure. They wanted a nude painting. They were an attractive couple, and the painting was coming along. I gave them a break from posing.

When we were ready to start again, she said, "It's not fair, we're naked as jaybirds and you're all covered up. Why don't you paint in the nude, so we have something to look at?"

Before I could say anything, she added, "We'll double your fee if you'll do it."

I was intrigued, I said, "You don't have to double my fee, I'll do it."

So, I stripped off and they resumed posing. I felt somehow relaxed, I enjoyed them looking at my body.

His dick was standing at attention, she said, "Looking at his hard on, I think he likes you."

"I became aroused too. I felt my pussy becoming wet."

The next break she came over and gave me a hug and said, "Thanks, you're really very pretty.

Then she kissed me. There I was naked, hugging and kissing a beautiful naked lady. The kisses became more passionate and one thing led to another. The three of us ended up in bed. We spent a couple of nights together. A few weeks later she flew to New York for a taping of her show and invited me to lunch. We ended up at my apartment in bed. Your uncle walked in on us. After yelling and screaming he announced he wanted a divorce and stormed out."

I said, "His loss."

She continued, "The epiphany was, I liked girls as well as men and loved sex. I had always been a little uptight about sex. I started looking at casual sex much like dancing. I enjoy dancing but don't dance with just anybody and I enjoy sex but don't have sex with just anybody."

We finished our coffee and she said, "I'm going to work on a painting now. You're welcome to watch if you want."

I said, "If you paint in the nude, count me in."

She laughed, "That portrait was the only one where I was nude in front of a client, but I paint all my landscapes in the nude."

Aunt Sue was born an artist. While in elementary school she would take a sketch pad to the beach and sketch beachgoers. She'd come home with a pocket full of tips. While still in high school she was commissioned to paint some local celebrities.

Although she graduated from law school and was admitted to the bar, she has made her living primarily as a portrait artist. Many of her works hang in the nation's capital and in European royal houses. She loves painting portraits, but her passion is surrealistic landscapes. Several galleries feature her work.

We moved to the top floor which was basically an octagon glass studio. Sue took off her clothes and placed two easels at angles to each other. Added a canvas to each. On the floor was a blue tarp with thick paint splatters. She moved a table in between the easels and added a container of brushes, paint tubes and a tray of water.

She mixed some paint on a large palette, picking up a rather large brush, she began applying color to opposite ends of each canvas. Repeating the process, she soon had covered the canvases with browns, greens, spots of orange and red and two blue areas in outside corners of each canvas. It was as if she was creating two mirror images. Using smaller brushes, she began adding details.

I watched for a while then she asked, "Would you like to come over here and sit between my legs?"

My head under the easel, my face in her crotch. I began licking and sucking her pussy, paying close attention to her clit. She spread her legs giving me good access. I couldn't see the canvases, but it was apparent that she continued to apply paint as I licked her. After a while her legs began to tremble, she sort of squatted down.

She grabbed my head and pulled me hard against her pussy. She shook violently for a while, then stood up and without a word began painting again. I continued lapping her for a few minutes then scooted out and moved to a chair across the room.

I was fascinated by her focus on the canvas. After a couple of hours, she paused, walked back and forth studying her work. She picked up a putty knife looking tool and rapidly moved over the canvas making small strokes.

After a long pause she switched the canvasses on the easels and moved back to stare at them. I could now see that each of the blue areas had become a bloodshot eye. Seeing them in this configuration, it was like a mythical being was staring at what seemed to be a woodland scene with smaller trees and bushes. I am not an art connoisseur, but I thought it was interesting and pleasing.

She stood for a long while examining it from every angle making a few minor adjustments then finally signed each, Sudy.

That made me smile. When I first started talking, I pronounced her name, Sudy.

She walked over and sat on my lap still eyeing her work.

She said, "I'll call it, 'Mother Nature Gazing'. Now, I'm exhausted let's take a nap."

She picked up her clothes and we headed downstairs.

Lying on the bed she said, "I bet your nuts ache?"

"A little."

"Drop your shorts and we'll take care of that."

She spread her legs and beckoned me to lie down. I entered her and slowly pumped her pussy. I came with a shudder then rolled off to the side. She curled up next to me and quickly dozed off.

We slept until late afternoon. Had a light snack then swam for a while. We showered together then I began preparing dinner. After dinner we all moved to the deck. Mom put on some music and we took turns dancing with each other. Having my hands on all that bare flesh kept me hard.

Sue spent the night in my bed.

After making love, she said, "I've got to go back home in the morning. Are you going to be OK?"

I nodded.

"I want you to know this was not just about making you feel better. I wanted you as soon as you walked off the plane. You've really grown up these past three years."

Sometime during the night, she left my room. I slept a little late. She was already gone but had left a small package on my bed. I opened it, inside were a pair of lacy black panties and a note that read, I don't usually wear panties, but I wore these just for you. Enjoy.

I inhaled her scent. I thought, I'm in love with Romy and my aunt and now they're both gone.

Again, I was a little mopey all day. Mom and Gram tried to cheer me up, but I found it hard to laugh or smile.

After dinner I excused myself and went to my room, to pout, I guess. I had just taken my shirt off when there was a knock on the door, it slowly opened, and Gram asked if I was decent. I asked her in. She walked up to me and wrapped her arms around me.

"You look like you could use a hug."

We hugged for a while then she pulled back, gave me a kiss on the lips, no tongue but not grandmotherly either.

She started, "I think you need... "

My mind went blank. I didn't hear the rest of the sentence as I flashed back to my aunt's first visit.

I barely heard Gram ask, "Gene are you, all right? Did you hear what I said?"

"I'm sorry Gram. I had a brain fart or something. What did you say?"

"I said, I think you need to get away for a while."

"Oh! That's not what I thought you were going to say."

"What did you think?"

"Never mind, go on."

"I think you need to do something fun before school starts. Get your mind off Romy. I'm flying to Florida tomorrow. You haven't seen the house since it was rebuilt after the hurricane. The fishing is good. The weather is good. Go with me. I'll bring you back in time for your orientation. What do you think?"

"I need to check with Mom."

"I already did. She has a trial set, so she'll be busy most of the week. Come on, it'll do you good. Just throw some shorts and a toothbrush in a bag.""OK. You talked me into it."

The next morning Mom drove us to the airport. Being at a private airport, she was able to drive us right up to the plane. The weather was sunny with a light breeze as we boarded and taxied out.

Gram was the senior partner in the large law firm where Mom worked. She had been the lead attorney in a mega million suit against several tobacco companies. Her share of the award left her a multi-millionaire. The jet was one of her few purchases with those proceeds.

As soon as we were airborne Gram pulled out the papers for the new foundation she was creating. The focus was to be on providing legal services to under employed families. We spent a couple of hours going over the details. I along with Mom and Aunt Sue were to be directors. It was exciting to think about.

For lunch Gram opened the refrigerator and found Philly cheese steak sandwiches. Donning her mask, she served the pilots then we watched a movie while eating lunch. After the movie we moved to window seats and enjoyed the view while sipping Grams favorite brew, Shiner Bock.

I dozed off in the chair. Gram laid down in the bed. After about an hour she rejoined me, we chatted about everything. Gram kept a Jeep at the Marathon airport. As we started our descent, she called the airport and requested them to remove the top and have it ready for our arrival.

We taxied and parked, thanked the pilots and walked a few yards to the car. Gram loved riding with the top off. Her hair was whipping in the airstream as we headed towards the house. It was almost dusk when we grabbed a couple of brews and settled down on the spacious deck. I had spent a lot of fun time here as I grew up, but the house was now probably twice as big after all the rebuilds.

Grams housekeeper had stocked the refrigerator with several ready to eat meals. This night we enjoyed seared scallops with risotto and a bottle of nice Pinot Gris. We finished the wine on the deck as we listened to the waves. Gram called a fishing buddy and got a couple of locations to try in the morning. After a quick tour of the house, we hugged each other and headed for bed.

We arose early and rode bicycles to the marina. Her boat was gassed and ready to go. We were on the water a half hour before first light and high tide. Gram puttered along just outside the surf line until we reached the coordinates her skipper friend had provided. We tied on ducktail jigs and made our first cast as the sun came up. A few casts later Gram hooked a nice pompano.

We fished the area another 30 minutes without a hit, so we moved a mile or so down the shore to our second choice. I cast as the boat was still moving, hopping the jig across the bottom. Wham, I hooked our second keeper. Within an hour we had our limit and moved to open water. There we just drifted while we enjoyed a Bloody Mary and Conch sandwiches.

It was a beautiful day; Gram was wearing a black and white striped bikini. She was over 60 years old but had the body of a woman half her age. We finished our drinks and dove in. She was a powerful swimmer and easily outraced me. We swam for a while then dried off lying in the sun on the deck.

After a while she stood up reached for my hand and said, "Let's take this rig for a spin."

We raced over the smooth water for over an hour. Gram laughing like a little schoolgirl. We headed back to the marina, of course at full speed ahead. We tied up and gave the fish to an attendant who would clean half for us and keep the other half. We enjoyed another Bloody Mary then with our catch fileted and wrapped we cycled home.

After showers we met on the deck and replayed the mornings activities. I decided to lie down for a nap. Gram got on her computer and caught up on emails. After my nap I walked out on the deck to find Gram in the pool lazily doing back strokes. I was amazed at how graceful and beautiful she looked.

After a few minutes she saw me, smiled, waved and quickly joined me.

"How was your nap. sleepy head?"

"Great, have you been up the whole time?"

"Yes, I enjoy my afternoon swims."

As she toweled off, she said, "Grab us a couple of brewskis."

I returned with Shiners, just sat and watched her towel dry her hair. I was amazed at her smooth skin, even without makeup few wrinkles were visible. Her stomach was flat with well-defined abs, legs well-toned.

She talked about the latest hurricane damage and the rebuilding process. I made several trips for more beer. Soon the wind picked up, then the skies opened, and it poured on us. We scurried into the sunroom, soaking wet. We were laughing so hard, we had tears running down our cheeks.

I ran my hands through her soaked hair and said, "Gram I think you missed some spots."

She went inside and returned with a couple of towels. We toweled each other's backs and continued laughing as we sort of dried off. I sat on the couch, she joined me and stretched out with her bare feet on my lap and a towel around her head.

"That was fun! Welcome to the keys. Are you enjoying yourself?"

"Yes, you were right I needed this."

As we talked, I rubbed her feet and lightly stroked her calves. We chatted for a while, she got up to go to the kitchen returning with a couple more beers.

Handing me a Shiner, she said, "Those Texans know how to brew great beer."

Again, she laid down and put her feet on my lap. We talked about maybe driving into Key West for supper but opted to stay in. She related that her fishing friend had told her about a hot spot for mahi mahi, that we might try in the morning.

I asked, "So, is he your boyfriend?"

"No, we're simply good friends. His wife died a few years ago and we get together every once in a while. We do fish together fairly often."

"Do you think you'll ever marry again?"

"No, I like being single. I'm very comfortable being my myself."

"So, do you have any boyfriends?"

"No, I have a few intimate friends but nothing serious."

She emphasized intimate.

I smiled, "What do you mean by intimate. Are you a playgirl?"

She laughed, "More like a frisky older woman."

"I bet you are."

She said, "You're pretty nosy about my bidness."

"I'm just fascinated by you. You look and act like someone my age. Now that you're really rich, I can't believe you don't have a bevy of suitors. Are you sure you don't have a boyfriend? Oh, wait a minute you said intimate friends not intimate boyfriends, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Now you're really getting nosy."

She said, "Since you're asking all these personal questions how about we play truth or dare? Then I can ask questions too."

"OK, I'll go first."

"Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Which of your daughters do you think is the prettiest?"

"That's really an unfair question, but I'll answer. They're both beautiful, that's not just a mother's opinion, I think society agrees with me. Sue has the prettiest face, and your mom has the best body, bigger breasts and fuller hips. They both have gorgeous legs. Both are sexy ladies."

"Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

She asked, "Do you think I'm sexy?"

"Wow, you are unbelievably beautiful and sexy for," I stopped and said, "I started to say for a lady of your age, but you are beautiful and sexy period, regardless of age."

I raised her foot and kissed each of her toes.

"Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Did you join the mile high club with Romy during your flight?"

"Wow, you don't mess around. As a matter of fact, we joined several times, it was a long trip."

"My turn, truth or dare?"

She chose truth.

I asked, "Are you a member?"

"Not unless playing with myself in the plane qualifies."

I started, "Do you mas.."

She interrupted, "That's another question. It's my turn."

I chose truth.

"How often do you masturbate?"

"Let's just say I enjoy orgasms as often as I can."

She laughed. Next, she chose truth.

"How often do you masturbate?"

"Like you, I enjoy orgasms."

I chose dare.

"I dare you to suck my toes for 1 minute."

I raised a foot to my mouth and ran my tongue in between each of her cute toes then sucked each one into my mouth. I know I spent more than a minute but enjoyed each of her digits. Then I rubbed her feet on my face before gently returning them to my lap.

She said, "That was nice, but you went over the time limit."

"My bad."

"Why don't you open up a bottle of that white Bordeaux in the wine closet and bring us some glasses?"

When I returned, she had drawn her legs up under her.

I gave her a glass and we toasted to, "Fun in Florida."

"What do you think of the wine?"

"Very nice. I'm not a wine connoisseur but I always thought Bordeaux was red."

"It's just a region in France and they have white wine also."

She raised her glass and said, "To Bordeaux, let's enjoy."

I refilled our glasses and curled up on my end facing her and said, "It's my turn."

"Dare."

I said, "I dare you to show me your tits for 1 minute."

She snickered, "Now who's cutting to the chase?"

She then pulled her top up and I saw her gorgeous boobs. They weren't large, a little more than a mouthful but nicely shaped with little pinkish erect nipples.

As I gazed at them my hands moved onto her thighs.

"Gosh they're perfect. Can I touch them?"

She said, "That's another question and it's not your turn."

I said, "Gram, I have to admit I've often thought of you naked but seeing your tits was better than I imagined."

She chugged her wine, raising the empty glass questioningly, I finished my glass and brought the bottle to refill them.

"So, you've thought about me being naked, huh."

"Yes, I guess that's a little strange for a grandson, but you're very pretty. While I was in England, I used to look at a picture of you on the beach in a tiny bikini and fantasize."

She pulled the top back over her boobs. We just sat for a while sipping our wine and listening to the rain. We fairly quickly finished off the bottle. I opened a replacement and again filled our glasses.

Finally, she said, "OK, I think It's my turn. Truth or dare?"

"Dare. "

"I dare you to pull off your shorts, leave them off for one minute."

I gulped my wine, stood and dropped my shorts. My dick was at attention. I was a little wobbly so quickly sat down facing her. Gram just stared for a while then swigged her wine and extended her legs, her feet rubbing my erection.

She said, "I think I'm a little tipsy."

"Me too, but it's my turn."

Without waiting she said, "Dare."

"OK. I dare you to pull off your bottoms for a minute."

She slowly stood up and eased her bottoms down. Sitting back down she faced me and spread her legs a little.

I said, "Oh my gosh, its perfect too. My grandma has a pretty pussy."

I refilled our glasses and we just sat staring at each other. Neither of us made a move to cover up.

She said, "OK, it's your.."

Before she could finish, I shouted, "Dare."

"I dare you to kiss me between my legs for one minute."

I leaned over and kissed her pussy. She squeezed my head with her thighs. I then began to lick her, sliding my tongue up and down inside her and sucking each lip in turn. She pulled my head tight to her.

She muttered, "Times up."

I stayed with my mouth locked on her pussy.

She was starting to tremble when she pushed me away and said, "I think that's enough for now."

I licked the inside of her thighs for a while then sat back. I felt a little dizzy so closed my eyes. The room was spinning. I laid there for a while. When I opened my eyes, Gram was gone. I fell asleep or passed out. It was dusk when I woke up. I walked to my room, as I passed her room, she was sprawled across the bed on her stomach, naked except for her bikini top.

I walked closer and stared at her bare ass. It was well rounded and smooth. I was tempted to kiss it but having to pee, I hurried to my room. I relieved myself, drank a couple glasses of water and laid down.

It was almost 10 when I ventured to the kitchen. Gram's door was closed, I heard her gently wheezing. I had a light snack and a glass of tomato juice and returned to my bed. I fell asleep replaying the events with my grandma.

Next morning, I showered donned a pair of shorts and walked to the kitchen. Gram was frying pompano and hash browns.

Seeing me she said, "It walks. How do you feel?"

"I had a little too much wine. but I feel OK now. How about you?

"I'm good but starved. How do you want your eggs?

"Over easy."

I poured a cup of coffee, set the table and sat down. We ate in silence. I kept looking at her, she was wearing a light mocha colored t-shirt and apparently nothing else. I could see her nipples pressed against it. She finished her plate and picked it up to take to the sink. I could see the bottoms of her bare cheeks slightly jiggling as she walked away. She returned with a coffee pot, refilled our cups and spoke.

"OK, I'm sorry about yesterday."

"Don't be sorry. It was great, I had fun."

She said, "I admit I was wanting to seduce you. I'm not sorry for that, but I am sorry we were inebriated at the time. That wasn't fair to you, you couldn't think straight."

"Oh, Gram I know I was drunk, but I loved every minute. Don't be sorry. I would have done the same things if I were cold sober. I do admit I was somewhat surprised though."

"I know a grandmother shouldn't behave that way, but I have always enjoyed sex and when two adults want to play together, I don't see the harm. I know that flies in the face of society, but I've always been uninhibited. I enjoy playing with myself, If I could eat my own pussy, I'd probably be a hermit."

"Boy you know how to turn a phrase. Gram, anytime you want your pussy eaten I'll be there for you."

"So, you're not upset?"

"No way"

"Good."

She stood up and moved to sit on my lap. Put her arms around me and gave me a wet kiss. My hands snuck under her shirt and massaged her tits. She pulled it over her head and dropped it on the table. I leaned down and started sucking those lovely globes.

She said, "I'm so glad you like my boobs. Let's go to my room and finish what we started last night."

I picked her up in my arms and carried her to the bed. I gently laid her down. She pulled my shorts down and sucked me into her mouth.

"I think I love my grandson's dick."

She squirmed on the bed placing her head under my dick and pulled me down. I started licking her moist pussy while she sucked me. She shuddered then stiffened as she came, I shortly followed. She licked me clean then we snuggled together.

"That was great."

"It was better than great."

I began sucking her tits again. She pushed me on to my back and straddled my chest. She began to rub herself, inserting a finger inside her pink lips and occasionally putting her fingers in her mouth and mine. She played with herself for a while then moved down and began rubbing my soft dick on her wet pussy and stuffing it inside her pussy.

Watching her I began to get hard enough she could move it in and out.

"It's fun watching me play with your dick, isn't it?"

"Oh, my yes."

As I got hard, she began pumping up and down, I came for the second time not with a gush but with several nice squirts.

She sat there with my again soft dick inside her and rubbed her clit in a circular motion until she too came. She fell down on my chest and we just laid together feeling each other breathe.

She raised up a little looked into my eyes and said, "Seduction complete."

She kissed me long and hard. We spent the rest of the day playing in the pool and sunning on the deck. Looking at her reminded me of pictures I'd seen of Danica Patrick. In fact, her and Aunt Sue could have been Danica's twins.

I asked, "Has anyone ever told you that you look like Danica Patrick?"

"As a matter of fact, several people. I just wish I could drive like her. It's got to be a rush going that fast."

We spent the evening with her sitting on my lap on the deck, smooching like teenagers. In bed we slowly made love until we fell asleep.

The next morning, we again rode to the marina and headed out before dawn. Gram entered the coordinates. As the sun came out, we were nearing our spot, so she idled down. Soon we saw a flock of frigate birds swooping down to a mat of seaweed.

We eased closer and made our first cast to the edge of the mat. My chartreuse Shimano jig fluttered down a few feet and bam I had a hook up. A nice Mahi Mahi. It took a while to get it on board. As I moved it to the live well Gram hooked another.

Hers was a little larger than mine which she repeatedly mentioned the rest of the day. With a couple of nice fish on board we hung up our gear and Gram poured us a tall Bloody Mary. I pulled out a couple of pompano fish tacos I had prepared for our breakfast.

As we ate, I said, "Your friend certainly knows where the fish are."

"He goes out almost every day. If he doesn't have a charter, he fishes by himself or with friends, He knows these waters as well as anyone in the keys."

"And you fish with him?"

"Fairly often. I had really never fished until I met him. I've learned a lot."

No other boats were around so she peeled off her bikini and said, "Skinny dipping," and dove into the water.

I stripped and joined her. We swam for a while then climbed back on the boat.

"Ever made love on a boat in the open air?" she asked.

"Not that I recall."

"Well, let's do it."

She grabbed a cushion and brought it to the forward deck.

"Lie down, I'm going to ride you."

She straddled me and lowered herself onto my shaft and began slowly rocking back and forth. Pausing to insert her finger beside my dick and then sucking it while staring at me.

After a few times she pointed her wet finger at me and asked, "You want a taste?"

I smiled. She stuck her finger in my mouth.

She bent over me, her wet hair dripping on my face and said, "Isn't this deliciously naughty? I feel so alive."

I said, "I wish we could stay like this forever."

"Nice thought but you've got law school and I still have some windmills to joust."

She began trembling, sat up straight grabbing her nipples and squeezing so hard it had to hurt. She gave a shudder and fell down on my chest her cheek smashing into my nose. We laid together for a while.

She jumped up and said, "Let's go for a ride."

Her manning the wheel in the nude gave me a chance to stand behind her and play with her tits and ass. Her head held high, her hair slapping me in the face, I felt I was king of the world.

We made a couple of stops to mess around had a nice lunch and headed back to port. As we got close there was some boat traffic, a couple of times we were close enough to make out faces, she never attempted to cover herself, just waved.

Finally, she idled down, and we put our clothes back on then entered the marina.

At the dock, the attendant smiled when Gram showed him our catch.

"I caught the big one, you can have it. We'll take the small one that my grandson caught."

With nice Mahi Mahi steaks in hand, we pedaled home.

That night I fixed Mahi Mahi with a citrus chipotle sauce and grilled asparagus. After dinner we swam for a while then enjoyed a bottle of wine on the deck.

It was late when she said, "I'm ready for bed, too tired to mess around but I'd like to cuddle if you want."

We fell asleep fairly quickly with my body pressed against her back side.

The next day was blustery with off and on heavy rain. We lounged around occasionally making love but just enjoying being together. Late in the afternoon the skies cleared and we moved to the deck. Gram was wearing a polka dot bikini as we enjoyed the sun.

I watched her for a while then sat down on the edge of her lounger.

She asked, "What are you doing?"

"Thinking about your tits."

lifted her top and moved it up baring those lovely globes. I fingered her nipples for a while.

"Gram they are so nice, just perfect."

I began licking the nearest boob while continuing to tweak the other with my fingers. I alternated between sucking and licking for the longest. Her nipples were hard as a rock. She stretched her arms over her head and sighed.

I massaged and licked and sucked, I could hardly breathe.

Time passed. I couldn't tear myself away. Then she started to tremble, I began flicking her nipple rapidly with my tongue. Her trembling turned to violent shaking. She let out a deep moan, grabbed my hair and pulled me tight against her. Then pulled me to her lips and stuck her tongue deep in my mouth while still shaking. She was sweating heavily and had wave after wave of spasms.

Several minutes passed, the spasms eased.

"Fuck me, now." she urged.

I moved her bikini bottom aside and entered her. Fairly quickly she came again.

We laid together for a while as she continued to shudder. We stayed lip locked, she hungrily sucked my mouth.

She finally relaxed, took a deep breath and said, "I've never felt like that before. It was amazing. It was like I had static electricity in every cell of my body. I've had great orgasms before but nothing like that. Wow."

I got up and moved to a chair, she followed and sat on my lap. Neither of us said a word, just enjoyed being together.

That night we packed for our flight and again slept together.

The morning was bright and clear as we drove to the airport. Before boarding we enjoyed scrambled eggs, sausage and hash browns at a little cafe. We had our second cup of coffee on board gazing out the window at the now billowing clouds.

The take off and flight was a little rough.

After a while I said. "So, Gram, if I weren't here would you be playing with yourself?"

"Definitely, but you're here now and I'm going to play with you first. Come on."

We walked to the bedroom and stripped. We licked and sucked each other then, fucked wildly.

Rolling off her we were both breathing hard when she said, "Hey, I'm in the club."

We had our lunch in the bed then dozed for a while.

She said, "These past few days were great, I'm glad we got to spend some intimate time together. Tomorrow I've got to fly to Philly. Will you miss me?"

"Gram, I could not have dreamed a more perfect time. I'll think of you all the time."

"I'm sure you'll find other things to think about. But it was nice hearing you say that. Let's screw once more before we land, are you up for it?"

"If not, I'll fake it."

Mom met us at the airport, we picked up some carry-out pizza on the way home. We enjoyed the pizza and beer on the deck. Gram and I talked about our time in Florida, leaving out the intimate parts. Mom replayed her trial events.

It was late when we decided to head for bed. I hugged Mom and headed upstairs. Gram was standing just inside her room when I walked by. She stepped out and gave me a big kiss. Out of the corner of my eye I spotted Mom coming up the stairs. I quickly pulled away and headed for my room.

I had just shut the door when I heard them talking rather loudly. I couldn't hear everything, but I did hear Mom say, 'You're just a horny old woman,' and then a door slammed. I guess she had seen our smooch. The next morning Mom and Gram wouldn't even look at each other. I tried to start a conversation but was met by glares from Mom and silence from Gram. I grabbed my coffee and went to my room.

Soon Gram tapped on the door and said, "I came to say goodbye."

I opened the door. Her and Mom were standing in the hall. I hugged Gram and kissed her on the cheek.

"Have a good flight."

Gram said, "I love you."

"I love you too."

Mom said, "That's enough, let's go."

After they left, I drove to orientation which was a non-event. We started out in a huge auditorium, new mask wearing students spread out socially distanced. Several speakers managed to fill several hours telling us what we'd already read in emails. After that we were assigned laptops with our fingerprint and facial recognition sign ins.

The laptop contained the syllabi for each course and all the text eBook's we would need. We were dismissed and told we would only be allowed on campus if required by the instructor. I headed home thankful that I had enjoyed real campus life as an undergraduate but somewhat bitter that I would not see my new campus again for a while.

That afternoon Mom and I headed to the deck. Mom was wearing a pretty white bikini that really highlighted her rich tan. We had just sat down when I noticed tears rolling down her face.

"Mom, what's the matter?"

"Oh nothing, and everything."

I said, "Mom, I'm sorry about me and Gram. Actually, I'm sorry for a lot of things. I know I was a pain in the ass during my teens. I was horrible to you and I apologize. I regret every bad thing I ever said to you.

Being apart these past 3 years gave me plenty of time to appreciate all you've done for me. Now that the dorm is not an option, it's nice of you offering to let me stay here until I can find an apartment. But I think it's best if I just get a hotel, so I don't keep hurting you."

Mom said, "As for Gram, I've talked it over with her. I know she didn't force you to do anything you didn't want to. Like she says you were both consenting adults.

I apologized for calling her a horny old woman even though she is. Actually, we're all horny old women, her, me and your aunt. That's why we're all divorced, we're just over sexed and aren't good at controlling ourselves."

Then she said, "As for a hotel or apartment, this house is certainly big enough for two. You grew up here and I'm happy to have the company. And with this Covid mess you'll be safer here. I'm sure we can stay out of each other's way. I've thought a lot about your teen years. Granted we did a lot of fighting, but it wasn't all your fault.

After my divorce and then your Dad's death, I wasn't the greatest single Mom. I worked too much, spent too little quality time with you. But we can't change the past, let's focus on moving ahead. I do love you and I think you love me."

I moved next to her and said, "Mom, I do love you."

We hugged each other.

She said, "OK roomie, how bout you get us a couple of Shiners and we'll toast to starting fresh."

I settled into law school sitting in my room alone with my laptop. Occasional zoom lectures were all that kept me sane.

Mom and I also settled into a routine. We ordered most everything online and either had it delivered or we used contactless pickup. Many of our neighbors either had COVID-19 or were recovering so we stayed by ourselves.

My coursework was going well even though I resented paying the high tuition when I wasn't allowed to set foot on campus.

We usually started each day with a long jog on the beach before breakfast. We took turns fixing meals, we had a housekeeper once a week, I tried to keep the dishes and laundry caught up.

Mom went to her office a couple of times a week but most of her contact with clients and staff was by Zoom. We were in self-imposed isolation just her and I. We spent some time most afternoons or evening swimming or lounging on the deck. I was building a nice tan.

One afternoon I was on the deck when Mom came out wearing the tiniest string bikini I'd ever seen.

She twirled in front of me and asked, "How do you like my latest purchase? It just came today."

"Wow, that's all I got, just wow!"

"Do you think I'm too old for this?"

"Well Mom I certainly don't think of you as old. You are pretty and have a great body. You look fantastic in bikinis."

"Thanks honey."

"Mom, remember when you said you, Sue and Gram were all horny old women?"

"Yes, but that's a little out of context."

"I think I must have inherited the horny gene too, I'm horny all the time. Mom, can I say something?"

"Probably, what do you want to say?"

"Promise you won't get mad."

"Go ahead."

"I think you are one of the sexiest women I know. I have fantasies of making love to you."

"Well, that's not going to happen, how long have you been thinking things like that."

"I've had fantasies for quite a while. When I was in England, I used to daydream that you and I were lovers."

"I don't think that's all that unusual. A lot of boys think they're in love with their mother."

"Mom, I know you masturbate in your room. Sometimes I stand at your door and listen and wish that I could watch."

"Really, well, I'll have to be quieter."

"That's not all, I sometimes take your panties out of the laundry and smell your scent. I love how you smell. When I'm rubbing oil on your back, I close my eyes and pretend that you're naked, I know before I came back you sunbathed in the nude."

She snapped her head and asked, "Just how do you know that?"

"It's easy, you have no tan lines. I sneaked a peek under your bikini. You either sunbath nude or use a tanning bed nude. Either way it makes me crazy just thinking of your naked body."

"I'm not comfortable with this conversation. You need to find a girlfriend. You're spending too much time thinking about me in the wrong way. I'm not your grandma."

"Mom, I can't stop thinking of you. I know you wear a size 4 dress, size 8 shoes and have b cup breasts and..."

Before I could finish she said, "Stop!"

She sat up holding her top on with one hand. I could see the sides of her tits.

"I'm going inside now. I think you've said quite enough."

"Mom, I'm sorry but I had to tell you how I feel, or I'd bust. I do love you and remember we're both adults."

I sadly watched her stalk away. After a few minutes I headed for my room. As I passed her door I stopped and listened and heard or imagined I heard her masturbating.

In my room I laid down and jacked off with visions of her in my mind.

I dozed off for a while then woke with a start. This was my turn to fix dinner. I threw on some shorts and hurried to the kitchen. I prepared paneed pork with a cippolini onion and field pea relish with light mustard gravy. Everything was almost ready. I was whisking the gravy when she walked in.

I turned and smiled, "Get in a little nap?"

She was wearing shorts and a t-shirt.

She walked up to my back put her arms around me and said, "I'm sorry I walked away in a huff, forgive me?"

"I should never have said those things. I'm the one that should be sorry."

She put her fingers to my lips and said, "OK, enough sorrys. It's in the past. Let's eat I'm starved."

She opened a bottle of wine and filled our glasses. I plated everything and set our places.

She sat down, raised a glass and said, "A toast to our crazy horny family."

Our glasses clinked, I said, "Hear hear."

As we enjoyed our meal, I said, "Mom I love how you look in that t-shirt."

"Thanks, do you know the story behind these shirts?"

"No."

She walked to her room, returning with a stack of shirts.

"Here's some for you. Gram has a client in Arizona who owns a small cotton farm. He grows rare Supima cotton. It is way better than Egyptian cotton. She buys his crop every year. The cotton then goes to a small mill in Georgia where it becomes the softest fabric in the world. A garment factory here in LA then crafts t-shirts that our firm gives to our clients and friends. The whole family loves them. You'll never wear a softer more luxurious t-shirt."

"They certainly feel soft, and they look great on you."

We enjoyed our meal. She grabbed our glasses and the bottle and moved to the deck while I cleaned up. We spent most evenings on the deck listening to the surf and seabird cries. When I walked out, I paused, she had moved our chairs closer and changed their orientation to face opposite direction.

As I sat down, she said, "I thought it might be nicer to look at each other as we chat. But no more sex talk for a while."

She had tied the t-shirt at the bottom exposing her cute belly. Her skin a had a slight glow from the moonlight. We sipped our wine and talked about everything except our afternoon exchange.

I had just opened a second bottle and refilled our glasses when she said, "You know I miss dancing. I really enjoyed the other evening. Would you be interested in dancing with your mother?"

"Sounds like fun."

She moved into the house and soon I heard faint music from the deck speakers. She returned adjusted the volume and held her hands out to me. I joined her.

Holding her and feeling her silky skin made me hard. At first, I tried to stay back a little but finally just pulled her close with my dick poking her. As they say, we danced the night away.

After the last dance we walked on the beach and watched the moonlight shining on the waves for a while. Back in the house we walked hand in hand to her room.

At the door she put her arms around me, softly kissed me on the lips, said, "Thanks for a nice evening. See you in the morning."

I watched as she entered her room and closed the door. Wow I felt giggly inside as I pulled the covers over me and entered dreamland.

After breakfast she headed off to work and I spent the morning and early afternoon with my laptop.

She arrived back home and said, "Hey, want to catch some rays."

I nodded, "Meet you on the deck."

I was stretched out when she came out wearing a towel. She kicked off her flip flops and dropped the towel. She was naked. She quickly laid down. I was stunned. I couldn't take my eyes off her bare butt.

Grinning she said, "Well are you going to oil me? You were right I do like to sunbathe in the nude. I like it, I like it a lot."

I sometimes dozed while lying in the sun but this day I kept my eyes wide open taking in her nakedness. After a while she rolled over. I couldn't breathe. Her breasts were not huge, a little bigger than Grams and Sues and perfectly shaped with erect nipples. She had the smallest patch of short hair above her light pink pussy lips. As I already knew, her abs were well defined with the cutest belly button.

She said, "Do you want to oil this side?"

I moved so quick I dropped the bottle.

As I bent to pick it up, she said, "Slow down I'm not going anywhere."

She kept grinning as I slowly lathered every part of her. I lightly brushed her pubic hair.

She laughed, "I haven't had a wax job for a while. Now I just mow it with a trimmer."

"I like the way it feels."

As I finished, I sat down and just stared at her, moving my gaze from her toes to the top of her head.

She shyly asked, "Is seeing me as good as you dreamed."

"Oh yes, but even better. Thanks Mom."

Finally, I laid down but never took my eyes from her. After an hour or so she sat up facing me. Her legs were slightly spread so that I could look right at her pussy. The lips were dark pink. I was awe struck.

With a hand on each knee, she stood up and said, "Well it's my night in the kitchen. It'll be ready in about an hour, go get cleaned up."

She bent to pick up her towel. I could see her crack and pussy. I almost came in my pants. I watched her tight little butt sway as she walked away. I hurried to my room. Once in the shower I jacked a few times before spraying the walls with cum.

I walked into the kitchen, gave her a hug. Her hair was still damp from the shower and smelled flowery.

She turned kissed me and said, "I made gyros, so I thought we'd eat outside. Want to get us some wine? I'll be out soon."

We enjoyed our gyros and drinks, again with chairs close together. We talked about our day. We discussed my lessons and as usual she was able to help me gain a better understanding. As a law student it was great having an attorney for a mother.

We finished our second glass and I said, "Let's go for a swim."

She stood up with a smile said. "Let's go."

"I'll go grab my trunks."

She said, "No one's on the beach, let's skinny dip."

We ran to the water's edge. She pulled off her t-shirt. Again, I was stunned just looking at her. She tugged at my shorts and I pulled them off. We waded out a bit then dove in. The water was warm with only a light breeze.

As we walked back, in about waist deep water she jumped on my back and wrapped her arms around my neck.

I grabbed her legs and pulled her close to me. I could feel her tits pressing against my back. I became so hard I thought I'd break. I slowly walked onto the beach.

She said, "That was fun." and moved to get off.

I squeezed her legs and said, "No, stay there a little longer. I love how you feel pressed against me."

She tightened her arms around me and said, "It feels good to me too."

Finally, I let her loose and she slid down my back. I turned and hugged her. I looked into her face and started to say something.

She put her finger to my lips and said, "Don't say anything. Let's just enjoy the moment."

She laid her head on my shoulder and with my dick poking her in the stomach we just hugged.

She bent to pick up our clothes, "We better get inside before we become a scandal."

The next morning was her turn to fix breakfast. I sat at the table with a cup of coffee just watching her moving about the kitchen.

I was staring at her nipples poking her shirt when she asked," How do you want your eggs?"

Staring at her tits, I said, "Sunny side up."

Grinning she said, "Are you sure?"

"No, I mean over easy please."

As we ate our breakfast, she said, "I have to go into the office for a while. Anything you need in town?"

"No, I'm good, I've got two exams today."

As she walked away, I watched the bottoms of her butt cheeks swaying. I went to my room and opened the laptop and closed my eyes and jacked off before joining the test.

After my last test I laid down for a nap. I kept thinking of Mom's t-shirt. I went to her room and found her shirt in the hamper. I rubbed it all over my face and caught a slight scent of her. Returning to my room I laid down with the shirt over my face.

About 4 o'clock Mom tapped on my door and said, "I'm home, heading for the deck."

I stuffed the shirt under my pillow and hurried to the deck. She was face down on the lounge. I picked up the oil and sat beside her. As I applied the oil, I asked how the office was. She replayed the events of the day.

I finished her legs and moved to her butt. I ran my oily finger down her butt crack, getting no reaction I slightly inserted my finger in her little hole then bent down and kissed her cheeks.

She let out a little sigh and said, "Thanks."

I moved to my lounge. We soaked up the sun for a while then she rolled over. I had now seen her naked several times, but I was still in awe. I rubbed her with oil, spending a lot of time on her boobs. She kept her eyes closed the whole time. I capped the bottle then moved my hand over her crotch running my finger inside her lips, not deep, but enough to make my dick throb.

I laid down on my side so that I could watch her. I loved seeing her chest move up and down.

Without opening her eyes, she said, "Why don't you take off your shorts and get some sun on your butt?"

I stood up and dropped my shorts.

She said, "Would you get us some iced tea please?"

When I returned with our glasses she was sitting up.

"Thanks, I love watching you walk around with a hard on. You have a great looking dick. It's fun thinking I make you hard."

I said, "Mom you're driving me crazy. I love looking at you, just want to kiss you all over."

"For now, let's just enjoy looking at each other. We'll talk later."

Shortly we got up and headed for our showers. We ordered pizza, ate on the deck with a couple of Shiner Bock's. After dinner I had some homework to do so headed to my room. I lost track of time.

It was late when she knocked on my door.

"Are you decent?"

"Yeah come in.""How's it going?"

"Almost finished, how about you."

"I'm heading to bed, good night."

She bent to kiss me on the cheek, and I got another quick peek at her nipples.

I signed off. Brushed my teeth and pulled the covers back, there on my pillow was a pair of Mom's panties. I picked them up and inhaled her scent. I dozed off with them lying over my face.

I arose early and prepared breakfast. It was almost ready when Mom came in dressed for work. I loved looking at her calves when she wore high heels.

As we ate, she said, "I have a trial today. Will probably be home late. I'll grab something to eat in town, so you don't need to fix supper."

She ate hurriedly then said, "I've got to finish getting ready, be back in a minute."

I was loading the dishwasher when she returned, she put her arms around me and whispered in my ear. "How'd you like to be a consenting adult with me tonight."

I turned and looked into her eyes and said, "You mean?"

She put her fingers to my lips and smiled. "Yes, I mean."

"Why don't you move your toothbrush into my room, and I'll see you tonight?"

She lightly kissed my lips then turned and left. I had some classes that day but found it hard to concentrate.

Mom's words kept replaying in my head, "Do you want to be a consenting adult with me tonight?"

I tried to study but couldn't concentrate. I jogged on the beach, went for a swim. Back in the house I pulled all the linen off the beds and washed them. Put a pot of marinara on to cook. I was so tense I jumped at every little noise. Watched a boring movie.

Finally it was afternoon. I made two pies and a couple of batches of cookies. Remade the beds. Went for another jog and swim. About 4:30, exhausted I laid down and slept for an hour or so. Watched another terrible movie.

It was well after dark when Mom came home. I rushed to her and gave her a big hug.

"I thought you'd never get home."

She laughed, "Well I'm here now. Why don't you pour us some wine and I'll meet you on the deck?"

She came out wearing just a t-shirt.

She grinned and said, "Somehow this ended up under your pillow."

I blushed.

She said, "Did you find my present last night?"

"Oh yes, I loved them."

She sat down took a sip of wine and said, "Would you mind rubbing my feet, I had a long day."

I slipped her flip flops off and began rubbing her feet. Kneeling in front I had a clear view of her pussy. I rubbed and kissed her feet then slowly sucked each toe in turn. As I enjoyed each foot she would rub my face with the other one causing her pussy lips to flex.

She refilled her glass and said, "Let's take our wine into the bedroom."

As we walked together she wiggled her shirt over her head and dropped it on the floor. In the room she pulled my shorts down. Kneeling she pulled me close and began kissing my erection.

She looked up at me with her big brown eyes, grinning she said, "I assume you're consenting?"

"Oh yes Mom. My god yes."

She opened her mouth and sucked me in. With her hands squeezing my butt cheeks she rolled her tongue around the tip and then stood up with her hand around my dick we moved to the bed.

She stretched out and asked, "Where do you want to start?"

I laid down with my head between her legs and kissed her pussy. She lifted her legs and spread them apart. I could see the pinkness inside. I stuck my tongue inside and almost came.

She said, "Take your time, we have all night."

I sucked each puffy lip and then slowly licked and sucked her clit. At one point she wrapped her legs around me and squeezed until she began to shake. She tried to push me back, but I couldn't stop.

Soon she started laughing and said, "I give; I need a break."

I moved beside her and started sucking her tits. I was so wound up I was trembling.

She placed her hands on my cheeks and pulled me to her lips. We devoured each other. She sucked on my tongue, we stayed lip locked for the longest. Then I rolled on top and entered her.

She locked her legs around me and squeezed so hard I couldn't move, I felt as if we were welded together. Soon I gushed into her. I slowly relaxed but kept my position with our lips hungrily sucking each other. After a while she pushed me to the side and moved down and started licking my now flaccid dick. When she had licked me clean, she got up and walked to the bathroom. I heard the water running then she returned with a towel drying her pussy.

She said, "Was it worth waiting for?"

"Mom that was fantastic. I don't want this night to end."

"Well, let's see where it goes."

We hugged each other for a while then she straddled me sitting on my chest, her pussy inches away from my face.

She said, "I'm ready to go again, are you up for it?"

I pulled her onto may face and began sucking her, all the while thinking I once came out of this little pussy. It wasn't long before she began moaning, her legs shaking and came again. Her pussy filled with sweet juice and I tried to suck it dry. She laid down beside me on her stomach.

"I feel so good."

I rubbed her back for a while. Beginning at her neck I kissed each vertebra down her back then continued to her butt cheeks. I spread them and ran my tongue up and down her crack, then tongued her butt hole.

I wanted to stay there forever but she turned over and said, "Now, you sit on my face."

I straddled her and she began licking my semi erect dick. Soon I was hard, and she began stroking and sucking me. I was able to hold off for a while but soon came in her mouth. I stretched out beside her. She turned with her back to me, my soft dick nestled between her cheeks. At some point we dozed off.

A few hours later she woke and eased off the bed. I watched her as she reached for the switch.

I said, "Can we just leave the light on a little while longer? I like looking at you."

"That's so sweet," she smiled and crawled back in bed.

We kissed and hugged for a bit then I moved down and started licking her pussy again. She rubbed her thighs against my face while I licked and sucked.

After a while she said. "Let me get on top."

Kneeling at my head she bent and started kissing my nipples with her tits over my face. I pulled her down and sucked each of those magnificent boobs until she slid down and started sucking me.

Her pussy over my face. We sucked each other until we both came about the same time. She turned around and laid on top of me with her head on my shoulder. Again, we dozed off together. That same scene repeated itself throughout the night. At some point I ran out of cum. It was turning light the next time that I awoke.

She was on her side with one arm across my chest and a leg across my crotch. I laid awake enjoying her skin against mine until she started to stir.

I said, "Good morning, what a night."

She said, "It was fun wasn't it?"

"It was great."

She stretched her arms over her head and yawned. I licked her arm pit and massaged her bare tit.

She said, "I was lying here trying to remember how many times I came."

I said, "I lost count, but I think we need to do it once more."

She giggled. I rolled on top of her and slowly pumped her moist pussy. l took my time moving slowly in and out while kissing her eyes, ears and neck. After a while she wrapped her arms around me, then her legs.

I was close to cumming when she began to squeeze hard then shuddered and said, "Oh wow, Oh wow."

I could hardly breathe as my penis spasmed. I laid there until I popped out then licked her boobs for a while then tongued her cute belly button before gently sucking her clit.

She giggled and said, "Are you through ravishing me? I'm hungry and I have to pee."

As she headed for the bathroom, I asked, "Can I watch?"

She said, "No, silly."

"Pretty please."

She sat on the toilet. I knelt between her legs.

She giggled, "I can't while you're watching."

I said, "I'll wait."

"OK this won't work, come on."

She moved into the shower.

"Come over here and get a good look."

She stood with her back against the wall and spread her pussy lips.

She said, "Here it comes."

I was on my knees in front of her when her warm piss hit my chest.

"Satisfied?"

"Yeah, that was cool."

"Geez, you're incorrigible. Let's shower and go eat."

We walked into the kitchen holding hands and turned on the coffee pot. She sat on my lap as we listened to the coffee brew.

"Mom, that was the absolute best night of my life."

"It was great for me too. Now that we've broken the ice, we can be a little more sensible and not do sex marathons."

From that day on we drifted into a fairly sane routine. Most evenings or at bedtime we'd play with each other and end with oral activities sometimes 69 but often we'd just take turns satisfying each other. I kept my face in her crotch often. Mornings were for fucking and then showering together. Occasionally we'd try different positions.

There are 8 billion people on this planet. Approximately 4 billion are women. 75 percent are adults, that means there are 3 billion adult pussies in the world. I've only sampled a handful but I'm sure my mother's pussy has to be one of the best. Her lips are puffy and tight together. Normally light tan with a tinge of pink. As she becomes aroused, they turn pinker, then deep pink, as she nears climax, they become almost purple.

The inside is a very pretty pink that becomes red at climax. She is always moist inside which becomes very moist upon arousal and very wet following orgasm. It's like she has a pussy juice fountain in there. Her clit normally looks like the top of a pinkish pearl but under stimulation it increases in size and resembles the tip of my pinky finger. After an orgasm she meeews, like a little kitten. I am totally mesmerized with her.

One morning we had finished breakfast and were chatting over a second cup of coffee. All of a sudden, she got this dreamy look on her face.

I asked, "What are you thinking?"

No response. She moved the butter dish close to her and just sat staring at it.

I said, "Earth to mother."

She looked up, smiled, removed her shirt, stuck her hand in the butter. She pulled my shorts off then rubbed butter all over my dick. She backed up to me and using the buttered hand aimed my coated dick at her butt hole and slowly sat down. She barely moved but I could feel her butt gently squeezing my dick.

I reached around and squeezed her tits while kissing her back and neck. She was tightening then releasing her butt muscles to massage my dick. I held out as long as I could but finally gushed into her ass. She stayed there until I popped out.

She said, "Now that's a fun way to start your day."

I said, "Amen."

We headed for the shower and enjoyed cleaning each other.

The following week she said, "I have something new I want to try."

She laid on the bed with her head at the edge, I bent with my face over her pussy.

She wrapped her legs tight around my neck and said, "OK, try to stand up."

Holding her to me I stood. Upside down, her thighs tight against my neck, my mouth on her luscious pussy and her tight little butt hole staring at me as she wrapped her arms around my butt and sucked me. An interesting and erotic position. I didn't last very long.

A few days later we were sitting on the deck enjoying our wine after a short swim.

She said, "Do you remember your Aunt Gloria, your dad's sister?"

"Barely, the last time I saw her was at dad's funeral. I remember she was dressed in black with a black hat and veil. How come we never get together with them?"

"Well her husband and I hate each other. At the funeral he and I got into a screaming match. He forbid her to see me, ever. But her and I still get together for lunch or breakfast several times a month.

She's one of my best friends. She's been doing my hair forever. She owns a salon downtown but had to close it due to COVID-19. She now comes to my office once a week, does my hair, then we have lunch together. We talk about everything. Recently she told me about a problem she's having that I think you can help her with."

"What's the problem?"

"I'll let her tell you. I invited her over so you two can chat. What's your schedule like this week?"

I gave her a copy of my class schedule.

"We'll pick a time that will work. I'm sure you'll like her."

A couple days later it was my turn to pick up our groceries. I carried the bags into the kitchen.

As I was putting them away Mom walked in and said, "Come here, I want you to say hi to Aunt Gloria."

As we were walking, she whispered. "Remember, she has a little situation she wants to talk to you about. She's nervous, be patient. Just hear her out."

We walked into the dining room and I saw a lovely redheaded lady sitting at the table.

I shook her hand as Mom said, "Gloria, remember your nephew Gene?"

Gloria smiled, said, "Wow, you've grown up since I last saw you."

Mom said to me, "Gloria is not just my sister-in-law, but my longtime friend, my stylist and my lunch partner. We're having iced tea. Would you like one?"

Mom left the room.

"So, you and Mom have been friends a long time."

"We've known each other since high school. She helped finance my salon and was one of my first customers. I actually introduced her to your dad, my brother. We've stayed good friends even though her and my husband, your uncle, don't like each other. I'll tell you all about us some other time but right now I have a favor to ask. It's taken me a long time to get up the courage."

Mom brought my drink and refreshed Gloria's then said, "I'll leave you two alone. Just holler if you need anything."

Gloria lowered her head, blushed and mumbled, "I don't know if I can talk now."

She was wearing an ankle length gray skirt and lacy black blouse with long sleeves and a high neckline. She was very pretty, long curly light red hair, light skin and little if any makeup, obviously tall and had a soft voice.

I didn't know what to say so I reached over and took her hand in mine. She looked startled but gently squeezed my hand.

Shortly she said, "OK, here goes. I married my high school sweetheart right after graduation. He was the only boy I ever dated. He's the son of a preacher and very conservative. We've had an OK marriage but as I said he's very conservative especially in the bedroom. Oh, this is so hard. I'm not sure I can go on."

I said, "Well, I'm a good listener if you want to talk, if not I'm enjoying holding hands with my pretty aunt."

She raised her head up, briefly smiled and said, "Thanks, your Mom has told me so much about you, I feel like I really know you and can trust you."

After a long pause, I moved a little closer and patted her hand and said, "If you're not ready to talk let's call Mom back and enjoy our drinks."

"No," she said, "I want to do this. As I said my husband is very conservative. I have tried to get him to experiment a little, in bed, I mean. But he won't even talk about it. I want to try some different things, obviously don't want him to find out, so I need to be discreet. I've been talking to your mother for a while and she suggested you might be willing to help me."

"I'll certainly try to help, what exactly is it you'd like me to do?"

She placed both hands on her face and said, "OK, don't look at me, just listen. I want to have oral sex with you. I want you to eat me. There, I said it."

I just sat there trying to get my head around what she said. I looked into her eyes trying to determine if this was a joke.

"Did you hear me?"

"Yes, I heard. Does Mom know what you're asking?"

"Yes. We've talked a lot about it."

"When were you thinking we'd do this?"

"Sooner the better. I need to do it before I chicken out."

I stood up, "Let's go to my room."

"Can we just do it here?"

"If that's what you want. You are incredibly attractive. I think I'll enjoy this very much."

I stood and moved her chair out from under the table and knelt in front of her. I lifted her foot and removed one shoe then the other.

I gently rubbed her feet and said, "You have pretty feet."

I lifted her skirt exposing her calves and top of her thighs. Her skin was stunning, milky white with large light brown freckles evenly spaced as if they had been carefully painted on. I ran my fingers over her skin, lightly caressing her.

I said, "You have the most beautiful skin."

"I hate my white skin and freckles. I try to tan but I just get more freckles."

"I love your freckles; they are so sexy."

I kissed her knees and ran my tongue over her thighs while rubbing her calves.

She slightly spread her legs. I could see her white panties. I pushed the skirt up a little.

"Would you like to take the skirt off, so it doesn't get wrinkled?"

She reached down and grabbed the hem with both hands but didn't move, said nothing. I continued to caress her legs and kiss them.

With a big sigh she said, "I'm not sure this is going to work."

I sat back a little and said, "I understand, we can quit anytime you want. I've certainly enjoyed seeing your beautiful legs. They're just gorgeous."

She looked at me cracked a small smile, sighed deeply, stood and slowly removed her skirt, carefully folding it and laying it on the table. She was tall with muscular well-toned legs that went on forever.

I said, "You must work out a lot."

"I used to go to a gym. Now I jog and swim several times a week."

"Well, it shows."

Again, a small smile then hooking her thumbs in her panties she said, "I guess I won't need these."

She rolled them down a little. I took over slowly easing them down. As she raised each foot, I pulled them off and moved them to my face.

She giggled nervously, "I said, your scent is wonderful."

Placing them on the floor I gently spread her legs exposing her very moist pussy with the cutest patch of curly light red hair. Each lip had a tiny piece of skin that looked like a pink flower petal.

I said, "Its beautiful."

As I leaned in to kiss her red patch, she placed her hands on my head. After tonguing her fur, I kissed and began licking her pussy lips. She tasted wonderful. I began circling her clit with my tongue. She took a deep breath and lightly moaned.

My head in her crotch, my hands moved under her butt cheeks.

She moved forward on the chair and squeezed my head with her luscious thighs. I slightly picked up the pace and pressure of my tongue and soon she began to tremble. I inserted a finger inside her and sucked her clit.

She shook and moaned loudly. I pushed her legs a little wider and alternately sucked each pussy lip in turn. With my mouth over her entire pussy, I pushed my tongue in as far as I could.

She shuddered and cried out, "Oh my, oh my, ohhh." Then collapsed back in the chair, trembling, her legs shaking."

She tasted so good I just kept lapping at her for the longest, she alternately squeezed my head and pulled my hair. I'm not sure how long we stayed in that position, but my knees were numb when I finally sat back on my heels and looked at her. Her pussy had turned a light purple and her face was flushed.

She slid off the chair onto her knees and hugged me. I kissed her, pulling her tight to me. We held the embrace for a while as I ran my hands over her back.

Finally, I undid a button on her blouse, said, "Can we get rid of this?"

Together we opened the buttons, she pulled it off tossing it aside.

I unsnapped her bra and gasped, "They're gorgeous, every part of you is beautiful."

I then sucked a tit into my mouth, moved from one to the other with stops to enjoy her lips in between.

After a while she said, "I want to see your dick."

I was barely able to stand up, my legs were asleep. I did manage though, she unzipped me and pulled out my throbbing cock. She fondled it a little then took me in her mouth. Although this was apparently her first time, she quickly brought me to edge of cumming.

I reached down and pushed her head away and said, "I'm about to cum."

She muttered, "Oh yes." and sucked me back into her mouth, with her hands on my butt she pulled me tight to her.

Within a minute or so I exploded. I was startled that she continued to suck me as she swallowed. She kept me in her mouth and played with my balls until I was completely soft. She released me and stood up, kissing me hungrily.

She said, "Thank you. That was better than I dreamed."

She started kissing my nipples while repeating, "Thank you, thank you."

I said, "It's me that should be thanking you. You're fantastic."

"Do you really think so?"

"Absolutely, you are one gorgeous lady."

She started to sit down on the floor and pulled me with her.

"I know it wasn't part of the deal, but I want to fuck you. Oh, I can't believe I said that."

I looked at my soft dick.

She said, "It's OK, we can find something to do until you're ready."

She laid back on the carpet and I began licking and kissing every part of her.

After a while I asked her to rollover, "Gosh, what a lovely ass."