Best Laid Plans: A Summer Camp Swingers Novel

“I know,” she snapped. Then she flicked something invisible from her jeans. “You’re probably right,” she said at last. “No, I know you are. I started treating Erin more like a grown-up and she started acting like it. I don’t know which came first, but things sort of snowballed. Although… funny I should mention snow. We had a big discussion about the family rules over New Year’s, while we were skiing in Utah.”

“Ah, right. That makes sense. Big family orgy. Erin would want to participate.”

“Something like that,” she said semi-evasively. Then she plowed ahead, “She laid out all the reasons why the current rules don’t make sense anymore. She basically said they’re arbitrary and unnecessary. She made a fairly compelling argument. You know she wants to be a lawyer?”

“She’s mentioned it before, but I didn’t know how serious she was. I know she did Mock Trial in the fall.”

Mom nodded. “Her team won the district. She was lead counsel for the defense. She was… impressive.”

“I’m not surprised. She has Dad’s logic and reasoning skills and your intuition and people skills.”

“She does. And she put them all to good use when she talked to me about the rules.”

“I can imagine. So, what did you tell her?”

“That I’d think about it.”

“I bet that went over well,” I said with a touch of sarcasm.

“Believe it or not, it did. Yeah, I know,” she said to my reaction, “it surprised the hell outta me too! But that’s when I knew she was serious, not just trying to manipulate me for her own benefit. So your dad and I started talking about it.

“He knows about you and me,” she continued, “and some of my fantasies. I know about him and Erin and some of his. He has an itch he needs to scratch, which I completely understand. Erin is basically a younger version of me, only prettier and hornier.”

I scoffed. “Listen, I know you’re a little hung up about your age—”

She looked away but didn’t try to deny it.

“Don’t be.”

“I know. It’s just something I’m going through. That’s part of the reason I agreed to change the rules in the first place.”

“Oh?”

“I’m almost ashamed to admit it, but… I wanted to see if you still had the hots for me, if I could still attract a younger man.”

“You definitely can. But you know that sex isn’t physical; it’s mental. And it’s the taboo for you and me. Yeah, I’m physically attracted to you—I couldn’t get it up if I weren’t—but I really like the idea of breaking the rules. Society’s rules, I mean.”

“That’s the excitement for me too. I think you’re handsome, obviously, but it’s all so… illicit with you.”

“You and your words,” I chuckled. “I get that from you, you know?”

She smiled. “I know.”

“But yeah, it’s illicit. And that’s what makes it fun. Speaking of which…”

Her eyebrows rose.

“What would the neighbors say if they knew what we were up to?” The nearest house was dark, and none of the others on the street were close enough to see us.

“Oh?” she said with a grin. “You have something in mind?”

“You know. Our favorite pastime.” I unzipped my jeans and carefully withdrew my penis. It was soft but rapidly swelled as my thoughts turned to what we were about to do.

“What would they say if they knew I was about to blow my son, you mean?”

“Exactly, a taboo blowjob in the driveway, where anyone might see!”

She rolled her eyes but lowered her head to my lap. She kissed and caressed my hard-on for a couple of minutes before she engulfed it slowly. Then she adjusted her angle and took me deeper.

I groaned as the head of my cock touched the back of her tongue. She took a deep breath through her nose. Slowly, exquisitely, she swallowed another inch, and my glans slid past the muscles in her throat. She opened wider and slid her mouth down my shaft.

When her nose finally touched my jeans, she pressed her face into my lap. I strained to force more of my rod into her mouth. She swallowed the last inch and closed her lips around the base. Then she moaned softly, and the vibration set off a wave of pleasure and desire. I rested my hand on the back of her head and closed my eyes to focus on the sensations radiating from my cock.

She moaned again and began to withdraw. Her lips caressed my length until the head popped free. She took a deep breath and plunged again. She paused and opened wider and forced my cock down her throat until she swallowed it completely.

“Oh, God,” I groaned, “that’s nice.”

She raised her head and stroked my entire length with her lips. “Mmm,” she said at the top, “I think so too.” She swallowed me again, all the way, and moaned to emphasize her point. Then she came up for air and concentrated on the tip of my shaft.

After a moment she took me deep again. Her mouth tightened around the base, and she bobbed a couple of times to stroke me with her lips and tongue. I closed my eyes as she enjoyed herself with several minutes of hot, wet, noisy suction. The pressure increased in my balls, and she felt my impending orgasm. She concentrated on the head as I began thrusting my hips at her.