Best Laid Plans: A Summer Camp Swingers Novel

“Oh, God,” she gasped, “that’s it.” Her eyes held mine. Neither of us moved for a long moment. Then she smiled. “Isn’t this what you wanted? What we both wanted?”

I swallowed hard and nodded.

“Mmm, good.” She closed her eyes, and her nostrils flared as she inhaled. “Now, fuck me.”

I gripped her thighs and began thrusting. She supported herself with an arm around my neck. She moaned softly each time I plowed into her and withdrew for another thrust. I picked up the tempo, and her breasts bounced in time with her gasps of pleasure.

Her pussy was the first I’d felt in months, as smooth and hot as I remembered. It gripped my shaft and caressed me with velvet heat. Her expression reflected my own lust, so I pounded into her with a renewed intensity.

“Come in my mouth,” she said breathlessly. “I want to taste you.”

I pulled out.

She immediately sank to her knees and began sucking. She gripped my shaft with one hand and caressed my balls with the other.

I came almost without warning. One moment I was still trying to hold back and the next I was crying out with the force of release. My entire body tensed as a geyser of semen coated her tongue. She sucked greedily and kept pumping my shaft as the next spurt filled her mouth. She swallowed a third and fourth before the spurts slowed to gushes.

When my orgasm finally subsided, I shuddered and had to brace myself with a hand on the counter. I slowly regained my equilibrium and looked down at my cock, to where my mother’s lips surrounded the thick shaft. She opened her eyes and gazed up at me. My dick softened a bit, but remained fairly hard as she planted kisses along its length.

She was clearly enjoying herself as she licked and sucked and nuzzled my scrotum. She grinned to herself and lavished attention on my smooth balls. I had to grip the counter to keep from falling. She eventually let me slip from her mouth. Then she delicately wiped semen and saliva from her lips.

“That was nice,” she said.

“No kidding.”

“My turn.”

“Oh?”

She stood and led me into the bedroom. I watched her ass move as she crawled onto the bed and lay on her back. She spread her legs and gave me a come-hither gesture. Her shaved labia glistened with moisture and arousal. Her inner lips protruded, plump with desire, as she spread her legs further.

A sudden realization hit me. “So that’s why you wanted me to come in your mouth.”

“Mmm hmm. I want you to eat my pussy…”

“Well, I do need to give it that inspection you asked for.”

Her eyes flashed with desire. “Indeed.”

I climbed between her legs and settled to my stomach.

“You also need a few minutes before you can come again. But first”—she ran her fingers through my hair—“I’ve been waiting for this for years.” She gently pulled my face toward her pussy.

I planted a couple of kisses and gently nuzzled her hooded clit. She’d done a good job with the razor, and I couldn’t feel any stubble. I said so, but she ignored me and put her hand on the back of my head. I began licking in earnest.

The tangy flavor of pussy filled my mouth, mixed with a hint of sweat and my own pre-come. I gently sucked her inner lips and flicked them with my tongue. She gasped and bucked her hips against me, trying to get more of my mouth on her pussy.

I palmed her buttocks to lift her toward me. Then I released her fleshy labia and teased her clit. The stiff little bead practically vibrated under my attention. Mom hissed and used her fingers to spread herself open. I took the hint and circled the pink pearl with my tongue.

I spent the next ten minutes between her legs, licking, sucking, and nuzzling her half-shaved pussy. When I felt her climax approaching, I concentrated on her clit and jammed two fingers inside her. She arched her back and came with a muffled scream and a rush of moisture. I rode out her spasms and kept licking until she couldn’t stand it anymore.

She pushed me away. “Fuck me,” she panted. “I want to feel you inside me.”

I knelt between her legs and teased her pussy with the head of my cock. “Do you remember the last time we were in this position?”

“How could I forget? I made you stop.”

“Uh-huh. Do you regret it?”

She shook her head.

“Seriously?”

“You were too young,” she said.

“So? I was pretty mature for my age.”

“No. Not like now.”

She was probably right, so I didn’t argue the point. I changed the subject instead. “For the record,” I said, “this is one of the main reasons I like a shaved pussy.”

“Which is…?”

“I like watching my dick spread it open, and it’s easier to see without all the hair.” I fitted my swollen glans to her pussy and gently pushed. The head of my cock disappeared into her well-lubricated opening. I thrust about halfway in and then pulled back so I could watch her inner lips cling to my shaft.

“See?” I said. “That’s awesome.”

“I’ll take your word for it.”