“Oh, nothing…” I replied with a grin, straightening up and starting to pull out of her deliciously snug and now seed-flooded butthole, which sucked indecently on my shaft as I slowly retreated. “I was just wondering if your Mom could hear us. You were pretty loud, Debs!”
Laughing and already reaching for the buttplug so that she could fill her gaping bootyhole and trap my load in there once I slipped out, Deb flashed me an impish smile as she said: “Oh, don’t worry! Even if she heard us, she’d be cool with it.”
“Really?” I chuckled, arching my eyebrows. “She’d be cool with her little girl getting fucked in the ass?! And right here, of all places, in the woods outside her cabin?”
Instead of answering me, Deb just giggled and then mewled lasciviously as my bloated glans popped out of her well-fucked, cum-oozing bootyhole. With practiced ease, she plugged herself up with the plastic toy without losing more than a couple of drops of my freshly pumped creampie. I only had time to catch a glimpse of the jeweled base slotting itself into place in the pink little hole where my cock had just been, then Deb turned around, dropped to her knees and grabbed my semi-hard pole at the base, clearly intent on slurping up the cum that coated my shaft and to suck out the very last dollops from my sperm-oozing tip.
As she opened her mouth and extended her tongue, catching a thick milky glob dripping from my cockhead, Deb looked up at me with an enigmatic but very mischievous expression on her adorable face, and nonchalantly said: “Actually, if my Mom heard us, she’d probably be jealous! She’s kind of a buttslut too, you know.”
Actually, no I didn’t know, at all! But that hardly seemed the moment to investigate further. The mountain air was nice and fresh, the sun was shining and my girlfriend was on her knees before me, her mouth open, her tongue flicking at my fat glans, her lips curled up in a smile, her eyes twinkling playfully. And then, she was sucking me, slurping happily on my dick, which had just been buried deep in her asshole, and she was moaning sexily as she coaxed a final gooey drop of cum from me, and then another and another.
Yeah, I thought, resting my hands on Deb’s head, caressing her hair and savoring the liquid heat of her oral cavity engulfing my chubby shaft as she blew me with calm, methodical devotion, managing to extract more and more seed out of my balls, yes, there would be time to ask questions later.
*****
It was a good thing that Deb’s asshole had drained me of cum before we got to the cabin, otherwise it might have been very awkward to meet her mother. Well, even more awkward than it turned out to be.
When we got there, Amanda was chilling by the lake, sprawled languidly on a lounger, sunbathing on the little wooden pier right outside the house.
If she had been in a bikini, she would have been hot enough to give me a half-chub, at least. If she had been topless, I would have had a very solid boner. But she was fully naked, except for the sunglasses that shielded her eyes from the harsh glare, and her curvy MILFy body was coated in a shiny sheen of some kind of lotion too! She must have gone for a swim in the lake, I guess, because, even from a distance, I could see that she was beaded all over with droplets of water that rolled and ran across her flawless, slightly tanned skin, chasing each other down the pillowy slopes of her naked mommy-melons, glinting on her thighs, converging on the groove of her exposed, smoothly shaved pussy.
As much as I tried to keep my cool, it was tough not to let my jaw drop at that sight, and there was no stopping my eyes from bugging out and staring avidly at that vision of mature feminine beauty. Luckily, my dick was more or less sated for the time being, but I still got semi-hard when we got out of the car and we saw Amanda, looking like a matronly goddess resting in the bright sun by the crystal clear waters.
It was a good thing that Deb was unfazed by her mom’s nakedness and was in fact amused by my evident lust-laced surprise in seeing her like that. As we walked toward the pier, Deb exhaled as she offhandedly remarked: “Oh yeah… I forgot to tell you: Mom really lets her hair down when she’s up here. Skinny dipping and catching the sun buck ass naked are kind of her favorite things to do to relax. You don’t mind, right, baby?”
Of course, even as she said that, Deb was already giggling and poking me playfully in the ribs. The growing bulge in my pants and my ogling stares were more than indicative of how much I didn’t mind having an epic MILF like Amanda scampering around naked. Still, I cleared my throat and tried not to be too obvious about my delight when I replied.
“Yeah, no, sure… I mean, it’s her cabin after all. She shouldn’t feel, uhm, limited by my presence… Of course she should be naked, why not!”
Deb’s chuckles got louder at that, loud enough to make Amanda stir on her lounger. I guess she must have dozed off, because she seemed startled when she saw us approach. Taking off her sunglasses, she blinked in surprise as Deb and I stepped onto the wooden pier and greeted her.
“Hey, Mom!” Deb exclaimed while her mother gasped and reached for the beach towel to her side. As Amanda attempted to cover herself with the towel while she stood up from the lounger, Deb chuckled and added: “It’s kinda late for that, Mom. Jeff has seen everything there is to see! And I don’t think he minds… Right, baby?”
Hoping against hope that my embarrassment (and my bulge) would not show too much, yet feeling like my face was burning (and not at all from the sun), I tried to say something smart, or nonchalant or anything at all, but I could only offer a sheepish smile and a shrug, to which Deb answered with another peal of giggles.
Meanwhile, Amanda had wrapped the towel around her waist, covering her pussy, and was pulling it up to hide her massive mommy-tits too. Recovering her usual composure and her soothing, calm tone of voice, Amanda had her signature private smile on her lips as she said: “Debra, honey! Why didn’t you text me? I would have put on some clothes if I had known you were already here! I was not prepared for…”
“Oh come on, Mom! Seriously?” Deb replied, scoffing and laughing and then launching herself forward to hug her mother, locking her in an affectionate embrace which Amanda immediately reciprocated as they both tittered and purred with joy. Of course, as mother and daughter hugged before my bugged-out eyes, the towel fell to the floor again, leaving Amanda beautifully naked once more, causing my pants-clad boner to flex and swell with desire and making my growing bulge even bigger and completely obvious.
As Deb hugged her mom like they had been apart for ages (even though Amanda had left for the lake just a couple of days earlier), I stood there and blinked, trying to get my bearings while not-so-subtly feasting my eyes on Amanda’s huge mommy-boobs pressing firmly against my girlfriend’s own rack, which was tightly wrapped inside her form-fitting T-shirt. That was an unexpected but insanely hot image, and it started a whole new dirty train of thought in my head, unsurprisingly. All of a sudden though, Amanda’s voice called me back to the present moment, and forced my jug-ogling gaze to shift up toward her smiling face.
“I’m sorry, Jeff, I didn’t mean for you to catch me like this! I always get a little wild when I’m up here, and I hate to get tan lines…” Deb’s mom said gently, managing to maintain her characteristic smooth tone even though she did still seem a bit nervous about the situation.
Nonetheless, in her words and past her slightly tense smile, I could feel her quiet strength, that odd brand of placid yet unrelenting determination that had been the secret of her success in life, and I had no doubt that, regardless of my embarrassment, she would have kept doing what she wanted to do anyway, which was perfectly fine with me. Indeed, as if she had read my thoughts, Deb’s mom had a vaguely teasing smirk on her lips as she concluded: “I hope it’s okay with you if I stay naked, Jeff, or at least topless… But I can always put my bikini on, if you prefer?”
“No! Nonono, it’s okay Amanda, of course! I mean: your place, your rules, totally!” I hurried to answer. I guess I did show a little too much eagerness in telling Deb’s mother that she could keep showing me her matronly boobs, her huge round bubble-butt and her clean-shaven mommy-pussy, because both ladies giggled girlishly in response to my words. Actually, Deb was straight out laughing, and I couldn’t blame her.
“See, Mom?” my giggly girlfriend said as soon as she was done chuckling at me. “He likes what he sees! But,” she added in a playful tone, turning toward her mother right after gazing at my bulging crotch and smirking knowingly, “if you really feel so self-conscious about being naked, I’ll join you!”
Before she was even done talking, Deb was already taking off her tit-hugging T-shirt, kicking off her shoes and pulling down her jeans. In the blink of an eye, she was wearing nothing but her panties, which she then proceeded to remove too, and she was smiling from ear to ear as stood straight and puffed her buxom chest and jutted out her magnificently huge melons, making them jiggle mouthwateringly. As I stared, ever more slack-jawed, Deb spread her arms and struck a little pose beside her mom, thus allowing me to see both their massive racks and voluptuous naked bodies side by side: it was an awesome image, made even more memorable because it had come up so unexpectedly.
“Ta-da! There, now we’re both naked, so there’s no reason to feel self-conscious!” Deb exclaimed, smiling triumphantly at her mother who just rolled her eyes while chuckling benevolently at her silly daughter. “Come on, Jeff!” Deb concluded, winking at me. “Get out of those clothes and come swim with me! Wheeeeee!”
Yelling out her exhilaration, Deb immediately jumped off the wooden pier and dove cannonball style into the crystal clear water of the lake with a loud splash. As Deb emerged and smiled, floating there and enjoying the cool water and the warm sun, laughing with girlish joy all the while, I blinked and turned to Amanda, who was shaking her head and smiling while looking at my girlfriend with maternal affection and understanding.
“Well, I don’t know if she mentioned it, but Debra tends to get wild too when she’s here!” Amanda said a chuckle. “This place brings out her inner child, I imagine. Or something along those lines…”
“Yeah, no kidding!” I mumbled, scratching my head and yet feeling like this little trip might turn out to be more interesting than I imagined.