Taking my MILF to the Lake

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*Ring ring*

I spoke into my phone. “Hello!”

“Hello!” Answered mum.

“How are you?” I asked.

“I’m doing well” She replied. “I just got back from taking the dog for a walk.”

“Oh nice!” I replied. “I was wondering if you wanted to bring the canoe and come down to the lake.”

“That sounds like a lovely idea! I’ll come by this afternoon.” She agreed.

“Yay! There’s the beach with swimming so bring a towel and some sunscreen.” I told her.

“That sounds like a plan. I’ll get ready and come down shortly!” She said excitedly.

“See you soon.” I said and we hung up.

She pulled up in the driveway with the canoe on her roof rack and stepped out of the car into the hot beating sun. She held her hand on her forehead to shade her eyes, even with her sunglasses on.

“Hello!” She Waved with her other hand.

She was wearing sandals, some khaki shorts and a pink tank top.

“Are you ready if you want to go for a swim?” I asked.

“I’ve got my swim stuff on underneath but we should get ready and head over to the lake.” She was anxious to get there.

“I think I’ve got everything.” I was prepared. “If you want anything to drink or eat the cooler has some Mike’s hard lemonade, waters and snacks.”

“Alright, sounds good.” She went around to the driver door.

We hopped in the car together and quickly drove the two-block ride down to the lake club house.

“I’m glad you finally came down to check out the lake, now that you’ve got a whole bunch of free time, being retired, bring the pup with you next time.” I told her.

We rolled up into the parking lot. We were the only ones there that day. It was an exclusive thirty-six acre lake in the middle of the city. I had done well for myself since I’d moved out on my own. I wanted her to be able to enjoy it too.

“It looks like we’ve got a lake to ourselves” I said.

The gentle breeze out on the clear water and the sandy beach made it feel like a real lake or ocean front.

“Oh wow, this is quite a nice place.” She said looking out past the lake house.

“Do you want to go for a paddle or do you want to go for a swim?” I asked.

“Yeah, maybe I’ll take the canoe out for a while first.” She decided.

“Alright then. I’ll get that down for you.” I said smiling at her.

I undid the ratchet straps and pulled down the little personal sized canoe. I grabbed a couple life jackets and paddles and threw them in the canoe and carried it down to the to the edge of the water.

“You’re going to need to refinish this thing right away.” I said, pointing out some rot.

“I know I’ve got to take care of it a little better.” She said embarrassed.

“When we’re done today you can dry it out and leave it in the garage here and we can varnish and repaint it here.” I offered.

“Thank you. Yeah, I might have to take you up on that.” She said as she put on her life jacket and waded into the water with her canoe.

I watched her go around the lake for a half hour or more. She seemed to be having a nice, peaceful time.

She pulled up onto the shore. “That was a fun paddle but the water is so warm I think I’m going to lay in the sun for a while then take a little dip before we head back.”

She unbuckled her life jacket and tossed it in the canoe. “Can you find that sunscreen in my bag?”

She proceeded to peel off her tank top and threw it in the canoe, revealing a black and white zebra print bikini top.

I stared and admired her pale smooth skin. She looked up and misread my lost look.

“It should be in the outside pocket of my bag there.” She directed.

Now she unbuttoned her shorts, and untied the draw strings. “And could you grab one of those drinks while you’re at it.”

The khaki shorts fell to the sand. She stepped out of them wearing her little black bikini bottoms.

I watched her wiggle, adjusting her suit, while I rummaged around for the drink and lotion. “Looking good mum.”

She wiggled her butt then stuck her tongue out at me.

I finally found them and held them out toward her, one in each hand.

She reached out and yanked the drink from me. “I don’t want to miss a spot and burn. Would you put it on for me?”

She cebeci escort cracked the drink and had a big refreshing sounding gulp.

“No problem.” I replied.

I unraveled a towel on the sand and patted the ground. “Alright then, sit your little butt right here.”

She hopped over and plopped right down in front of me.

She had another sip of her lemonade. “Mm, yum.”

I squeezed a large dollop of lotion onto her back and started rubbing it around. With the slick lotion I rubbed it into her neck and gave a little massage. All over the upper back and around her neck. I applied some more on her mid back and sides.

“Would it be easier if you lie down?” I asked.

She hopped onto her tummy and had a big swig.

I rubbed the sunscreen under the straps of the bikini top. “I’ll try not to miss any skin.”

I rubbed her sides under the straps stopping only after grazing those fleshy mounds. I spread more on her lower back and massaged it in making sure to get lotion under the top of her bikini bottoms. I moved all the way down her legs, rubbing her calves and feet.

I squirted half of the rest of the bottle onto the back of her legs. I used the slipperiness to give a deep massage. My hands glided up and down her hamstrings. I slid them over her buttock and rubbed her hips making sure to get sunscreen everywhere. I gave her hips some good attention then pawed her butt on the way back to her legs. I began to rub up on her hamstrings and back to her calves. She spread her legs slightly, allowing me to massage her better. I rubbed up to her butt.

I squirted more. I made sure to get in under the edges of her suit, working the lotion into her perky little cheeks. I could feel a tent starting to pitch.

“All done!” I shouted, not wanting to get myself too excited.

She flipped onto her back. “You forgot the front.”

She put her hands behind her head and laid back down. “I don’t want to burn.”

“Now we can’t have that.” I stated matter-of-factly, whilst squirting lotion onto my palms and rubbed them together.

I started at her neck, massaging gently. I worked the lotion into her chest and rubbed it into her cleavage. I splattered more sunscreen across her stomach. I stroked my hands up and down her torso, feeling her taught physique.

“Nice abs, you must still be working out.” I commented.

“Thanks! Your hands are feeling strong, you must be working hard.” She complimented me back.

I worked my hands in circles from her navel up to her ribs, and continued massaging, my fingers pushing against the underside of her top. Then I worked in circles back downwards, sliding my “strong” hands toward her waist.

I squeezed a small dollop of lotion below her belly button. Her little bikini bottoms stretched from hip to hip leaving a little gap. As I worked my hands around her hips, my thumbs diving under the thin fabric. I could feel the coarse hairs hiding just below her suit. I massaged the lotion as far as my thumbs would reach. I worked back out to her hips and down the outside of her thighs.

I shot a couple drops of sunscreen on both of her thighs. I wrapped my hands around her legs and started to give her quads a massage.

“Mmm, that feels nice.” She purred.

I worked my thumbs along the inside muscles, working higher and higher. She squirmed a little, I’m sure, getting a tingling feeling like I was. As I massaged up to her hips she let out a small sigh. She stretched her legs out, moving her feet apart.

I put both of my hands on either side of one her legs and slowly pushed all the way down to her knee.

“Mmm”. She moaned from the relief in her muscle.

Then I slowly pushed hard up her leg muscles while she continued to moan from relief. I drove my palms up her thigh to her hip. Caressing her leg, my fingers brushed against her hot fabric covered mound. She sighed and stretched, pushing her legs farther apart. I put my hands on her other leg.

I worked my hands down her thigh. “Mm, You’ve got some strong, sexy, little legs mum.”

“Sexy? You really think so?” She asked.

“Of course. You’re stunning!” I smiled at her while rubbing up and down her legs.

“Thanks! You’re not so bad yourself.” She blushed while looking çukurambar escort me up and down.

I rubbed down to her feet and gave her a foot massage ending at her toes. “There you go.”

“Mmm, That was lovely.” She thanked me. “I’m going to go take that swim now and then we can go.”

She got up and and walked down to the water. Her cute little frame made her butt pop. She waded up to her waist and then dove in. She swam around for a few minutes before coming back to the beach. Her porcelain skin glistened as I watched her tight bikini bod and sexy legs march back up the sand towards me.

“So how was it?” I asked. “It looks nice out there.”

“It was lovely, thank you. Maybe I’ll come and visit more now.” She said while grabbing a towel to dry her hair. “That felt great.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it.” I smiled.

“Well I’m ready to head back now.” She told me.

“Ok.” I said packing up. “Make sure to shower off so you don’t get swimmer’s itch.”

She carried her clothes over by the club house while I brought the canoe. The shower at club house had an out of order sign on it.

“We’ll get back to the house right away and you can have a shower and get cleaned up.” I told her.

She packed the cooler, paddles, life jacket and clothes in the car while I strapped up the canoe.

“That was fun.” I said hopping in the drivers seat.

“And we’re here.” I declared, 60 seconds later as I pulled up in front of the house and pushed the garage door opener button.

I pulled the car with the canoe on top into the garage and shut off the engine I pushed the button and the garage door closed behind. We both got out of the car and walked into the house.

“Wow this is nice!” She said, admiring the space.

“Thanks, wait ’till you see the master.” I said.

She wandered around the foyer, looking at the living room and the music room.

“Come on upstairs.” I beckoned to her. “Get you set up in the shower.”

She held on to the railing and followed me up the spiral staircase.

“Go ahead and check it out.” I told her, gesturing to the double doors at the end of the hallway, while I retrieved a towel from the linen closet.

“My goodness!” I heard her say when she entered the bedroom.

The bedroom was huge there was a large 4-poster king size bed as well as a couch, TV and reading nook. There was a giant walk-in closet and at the end of the room was an on-suite bathroom with; large windows, his and her sinks, a chair and vanity, a separate toilet room, a soaker tub and a two-person shower. It was sort of an open concept. There are no doors to the closet or on-suite from the bed so you are able to see the reflection of half the shower off the big mirror over the his and her sinks.

She was looking out the large window over the tub. I came up behind her with the towel and put my hand on her back.

I held the towel out in front of her. “Will this be all right?”

“Oh, thank you. This is fancy.” She smiled.

“You can have a luxurious bath or a shower, whatever you like.” I gestured at the tub and shower. “I’ll just be watching TV and answering a few emails.”

She smiled at me. “I’m so proud of you, you’re doing quite well for yourself.”

“Well, that’s all thanks to you.” I told her. “Now it’s time for you to enjoy the fruits your hard work.”

She slid open the shower door. “Thanks, I’m going to rinse off my suit then wash my hair.”

She hung the towel up and turned on the shower.

“Alright, have a lovely shower.” I said, walking to the bedroom.

I sat on the bed and turned on the television. I could see the mirror and watched her step into the shower in the bikini. I pulled down my shorts and pulled the covers over as I stroked myself. Maybe she could see me in the mirror too.

She was rinsing off and washed her hair as the shower started steaming up. I saw her hang her bikini top over the shower door. Then her bottoms. The mirror steamed up too.

Finally, the water shut off and I couldn’t quite make out her reflection as she stepped out of the shower and grabbed the towel. She walked over to the counter and wiped off a part of the mirror with the towel, her exposed backside visible to me.

“Looking ankara escort really good mum!” I yelled to her.

“Hey! I know I’m an old lady. Don’t make fun.” She chastised me, then she continued to dry herself off.

I caught a glimpse in the spot she had cleared before it fogged up again.

“I’m not making fun and you’re not an old lady.” I tried to reassure her. “You’re a beautiful woman.”

She came into the bedroom wearing my blue bathrobe. “You’re just saying that. You don’t really think that.”

“Well actually I think you’re a sexy ass MILF.” I winked at her.

“A MILF?” She asked, wide eyed and surprised.

“Show me again.” I told her, pointing at the robe.

She stood stunned as she untied the robe and it dropped to the floor.

“Oh yeah.” I licked my lips. “A tasty little MILF.”

“YOU, think I’m a MILF?” She asked again with a different emphasis.

She was standing naked in front of me. The woman of my dreams. The most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen.

I pulled back the covers exposing my throbbing erection. “Yes, you’re my mother who I’d like to fuck.”

She looked down at my cock. “I had no idea.”

Then she stared into my eyes with desire, and walked over. She climbed up onto the bed and crawled towards me. She jumped up and mounted me.

I pulled her face down and kissed her. She pulled away.

“Come here my big boy.” She cooed while straddling me.

She reached underneath herself and grabbed my cock. She rubbed it up and down her wet lips and brushed it back and forth across her nub. Then she guided my cock to her slippery little hole.

She sunk down onto it. “Oh fuck Ben!”

“Oh mum!” I shouted. “I love you!”

“I love you so much.” She smiled as she cried a little.

“I don’t want to fuck you yet.” I paused. “I want to make love to you.”

I kissed her and held her tight. I kissed her lips and her cheeks and stroked her hair. I began to slowly rock my hips. She lifted up off of me and sunk down deeper slowly rocking her hips to meet me.

“I love your beautiful little breasts.” I told her as I ran my finger down her chest and fondled her.

I caressed her butt and then grabbed her cute little cheeks. I bounced her faster on my cock.

“And I love your fucking sexy ass, mum.” I said as I squeezed her ass and slapped it. “I had no idea you were so naughty.”

She rode me harder. “I had no idea my big handsome son had such a big handsome penis.”

We stuck our tongues in each other mouths and sucked each other’s faces while I pounded her harder. She humped me faster meeting my every thrust.

“I love my sexy MILF.” I smiled at her.

She rocked back and forth, grinding against me. “I love you Ben. You beautiful, big dicked, motherfucker!”

“I love fucking your tight little pussy, Laura.” My cock was pistoning in and out of her at full speed.

“Don’t stop! You’re going to make me cum!” She cried.

“You don’t stop. I’m going to cum inside you.” I growled, into her ear

“Oh god yes!” She screamed.

That was enough to put her over the edge. I felt her muscles spasm as she moaned louder and louder.

I grunted as her tight walls milked me, and I shot ropes of hot thick semen deep inside her.

She wailed as wave after wave or orgasm came over her. Feeling a hard, young dick splatter her insides made her feel desired.

I pressed my lips against hers. I moaned into her mouth, as I buried my cock as deep as I could. I sat up and laid her on her back, grunting, shooting my last flood of cum deep inside of her.

We lay in my bed kissing, with my cock still inside of her. I eventually pulled my softened member out, a torrent of cum flowing out and dripping from between her legs. We were both panting and sweating.

“I love you.” I kissed her.

“I love you so much Ben.” She held my face and kissed me softly.

“So do you want come down for paddle in the canoe again next weekend?” I joked.

“No, but maybe you can paddle me next weekend.” She then wrapped her leg around me and sucked on my tongue.

“Oh, I’ll paddle you alright.” I threatened jokingly.

“You’ve been a naughty MILF, fucking your son’s big dick. I’m going to have to give you a tongue lashing”.” I winked.

We made out until we passed out in each other’s arms.

I woke up to a note at the bedside table.

It read. “Went to the lake for a swim. I’ll be back in an hour; I’ll have to shower again afterwards. I’d like it if you came and joined me for a swim… and the shower 😉 “

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