“Well, dad’s been gone over two months, Jack. How would you like to go two months without fucking? I know I wouldn’t like it.” As she’s saying this, she reaches down and starts stroking my cock through my swimsuit. “You are one horny guy, Jack. Is that because of Mom’s nipples?”
“No! It’s because somebody had to get fucked in the pool and then she swam away before somebody else got to shoot his load. But now that you mention it, I’ve stayed hard all day staring at Mom’s sexy body, watching her tits bounce and seeing the outline of her hard nipples through her swimsuit. God, am I a pervert?”
“No, Jack. I’ve been watching Mom, too. It might be my imagination but it seemed like she was intentionally putting on a show for you today. I can’t envision Mom taking it any farther than that, but if you ever do fuck her, I want to suck your cock immediately afterwards. I want to know what she tastes like!” She laughs and gives my cock a final squeeze before swimming off toward Mom. I watch Lisa get out of the pool, get the suntan lotion and sit down next to Mom on the pool steps.
“You’re going to get burned if you’re not careful, Mom,” Lisa says, sitting down beside her. “That’s a very sexy suit, but it doesn’t cover you the same way your old one did.” With that, she squirts a little suntan lotion onto her fingers and starts rubbing them over the white patches of skin on Mom’s tits.
Mom looks startled and starts to sit up. “Here honey, I can do that,” she says. Lisa ignores her and just keeps rubbing the lotion over her full, plentiful breasts.
“It’s alright Mom, you just lay back and relax. I’ll keep you from getting burned.” Lisa looks over at me, and winks, knowing how I’d love to be rubbing that lotion around on Mom’s tits. Mom reluctantly lays her head back and lets Lisa rub suntan lotion on her chest. Mom is lying with her back partly on the deck with her legs in the water up to her knees. As Lisa’s fingers are massaging Mom’s tits, I notice the heel of her hand keeps brushing lightly over Mom’s erect nipples. They seem to push out a little farther and become more pronounced, with each pass of Lisa’s hand.
Lisa squirts more suntan lotion on her fingers and starts rubbing it across Mom’s stomach. Mom’s swimsuit bottom is also smaller than her old one and she has white stripes of skin across the top and down the sides of the small triangle. Lisa is massaging suntan lotion over Mom’s stomach and lower abdomen with her fingers, while the heel of her hand lightly brushes against Mom’s mound. With her other hand, Lisa is rubbing lotion on Mom’s upper thigh and along the side of her hip where the swimsuit didn’t cover. By now Mom has her eyes open and is staring at Lisa. She seems to be trying to figure out if this is innocent helpfulness or a sensual massage. She can’t seem to make up her mind.
“That’s enough, Lisa. I’m going in the house anyway. Too much sun isn’t good for me. You two need to come in soon, too,” Mom says, getting up and quickly walking into the house.