1. We Will Do Your Mom First


    Date: 9/1/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Taboo, Author: Bountyhunter310, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    mom suggested at just after ten. &#034We've got to swim first Mrs. W.,&#034 I told her, then both Kev and I ran laughing into our room. Seconds later we were back. &#034You boys are too old to be playing these games,&#034 Mrs. Michelle White chastened as the two of us ran across the living room, before we rushed out the front doors. All we had on were towels wrapped around our waists. It was a ritual, a ritual Mrs. W had never fully approved of, a ritual that had been part of Kevin's and my summers at Muffin Lake for years. The late night skinny dip. &#034It's too dark,&#034 Kev's mother yelled after us as we ran down the twenty yards of sloping hill that separated the cottage from the dock, beach and lake. We both let the towels drop before we'd gotten halfway. &#034It's dangerous,&#034 she warned, a warning that was an echo of hundreds of similar ones she'd made over the years. &#034Turn on the lights when we're in the water mom,&#034 Kev called back over his shoulder as we both hurtled ourselves off the end of the dock and out into the cool lake water. When we surfaced the two lights were on, the one that shone down towards the dock from the porch above and the closer one, the one hanging on the corner of the beach shed and whose light was aimed at the small beach and the water behind it. We both knew without looking that his mom was watching us from behind the porches screens, her worry simply made her incapable of not continually checking. Her call of, &#034Don't go out ...
    so deep,&#034 soon followed. As we splashed and swam my mind kept drifting to the woman standing in the shadows of the porch above. How well could she see us from up there? I knew that if we'd stood directly in the light she'd be able to see us clearly. As shy teenagers in previous years we'd always yelled up to have the dock light extinguished before we'd rushed out and grabbed our towels and then rushed up to the cottage shivering. And then, with our towels around us, we'd stand warming in front of the fire as we drank our cocoa. I think Mrs. W. had enjoyed the ritual as much as we had. But never in a sexual context. As we swam that night I slowly edged closer to shore while Kevin stayed in deeper water. And when I finally stood, laughing and splashing water at my friend, the water only reached to my mid thigh. Laughing and joking, I turned and displayed myself for Kevin's watching mom. The next time I spun around and faced shore my penis sticking straight out. Kevin swam over. &#034Don't,&#034 he whispered. &#034You're mom's watching,&#034 I whispered back. &#034She's not, she's preparing the cocoa,&#034 Kev denied. &#034Stand up, show her,&#034 I ordered. &#034I can't ... I've got a hard-on.&#034 I started to walk out of the water. A quick glance upward revealed his mother lurking deep in the shadows of the porch. I picked up my towel and slowly started drying myself. Seconds later Kevin tentatively emerged from the water. His cock was pointing upward. The lights remained ...
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