Chapter 3: Protect Her From the Sun

The day after my sexual ecstasy with Jasmine, the teenage goddess, and her sibling prodigy, my mind drifted to all the different sensations. I imagined the feel of Jasmine’s breast, the hold her pussy had on my cock, the smell of her ass pressed against my face, her hot stream of pee hitting my hard penis, her spasming bowels on my cock as she orgasmed, and the feel of my new young friend’s lips slurping my orgasm into her mouth. Could it ever be matched, I wondered?

So much had happened that it was hard to believe it was real, but it was, it had all happened. I didn’t know when or if I’d have another experience with my neighbors, but I started fantasizing about the possibilities. I could finally satisfy Susan’s incredible desire to have her love hole stuffed, sending my seed deep into her young body. Or, I could pull out and fill her mouth and splatter her face. I might even get a chance to fill Jasmine’s greedy cum hole again with a flood of ball juice? Who knows what might happen, whatever it would be, I couldn’t wait.

Out in front of the house, I noticed some girls down the street. I smiled, knowing my next year in high school was going to be better than the last. Jasmine’s words, “Nice cock,” did a lot to build a boy’s confidence.

Susan leaped onto my back and wrapped her legs and arms around me, sending me stumbling forward, then in a heap on the grass. My confidence was taken down a few notches by the laughing girl who took me to the carpet with her scrawny body. However, her warm crotch pressed against my back made me happy. I turned over and looked up at Susan’s lips, picturing them stretched around my flesh. I wondered what it would be like to eat her out then kiss her?

My fantasy was interrupted by her slap. She said, “Don’t forget, we have a deal! I did my part; you better do yours.”

I smiled and said, “You did, but are you sure you’ll be ready?”

A satisfied pleasure rolled across Susan’s face. “Last night after I went inside, I opened the refrigerator, and as soon as I spotted it, I knew what to do. I grabbed the fattest carrot and headed for my room. Don’t worry, by the time I get back from my aunt’s house, I’ll be ready.”

Her words stunned me, then I remembered; Jasmine and Susan were going to their aunt’s house for a week with their father. It was his sister. “Oh,” I said.

Susan saw my disappointment. “Don’t worry. It’s just six days. My mom will be here.” She jumped up. “I gotta go get ready. See you soon.”

Five days later, I was mowing my lawn. Mrs. Davis walked over, so I stopped and turned off the mower. I was horny but trying to save myself for Susan’s return, so I hadn’t cum since the night with Jasmine. My cock swelled in front of Susan’s mother. It should have embarrassed me, but I had seen her naked and watched her servicing her husband’s massive tool, so it was a little easier to forget she was a grown-up.

Mrs. Davis was wearing a long, loose shirt. Her massive tits were free to swing, and her nipples were bulging under the thin fabric. “Joe, would you mind mowing my lawn, too?”

Her words snapped me out of the trance her jiggling tits had put me in. I squirmed nervously, hoping my erection wasn’t making a tent in my shorts, or worse, finding a way out through the leg hole. “Sure, Mrs. Davis, I can do yours too.” As the words left my mouth, I wanted them back. Hopefully, she wouldn’t hear them the way they sounded to me.

“Joe.” Her tone made me freeze.

“Yes?”

“Call me, Chris. Mrs. Davis made me feel old.”

I knew my mother wouldn’t approve, but I said, “Okay.”

“Good. Knock on the door when you’re done, and I’ll give you something.”

Back and forth, I walked with the lawnmower and a hardon. My balls swung, swollen and heavy with five days worth of cum. Thoughts were running wild in my mind. What did Mrs. Davis mean by, “I’ll give you something,”? Susan’s words, “My mom will be here,” took on new meaning. I pictured my cock sliding between Chris’s tits.

With three passes left, I told myself to stop fantasizing. All my ideas of what would happen when Mrs. Davis opened the front door had to be smashed. She wasn’t going to fuck my brains out as payment for cutting her grass. If that were my expectation when I knocked, I would be disappointed at best. At worst, I would make an ass out of myself standing there with my hard little cock poking up in my shorts.

After three knocks, I waited, then knocked again with more force. Still nothing, so I figured she must be in the backyard. I’d try the back gate. If it were open, great, if not, I’d see her later. The latch snapped, and the gate opened, so I went into the Davis’ backyard. Surprised, Mrs. Davis jumped and looked around. I closed the gate quickly, and with all the fake courage I could muster, I said, “Oh, I’m sorry, you didn’t answer the door. I figured you were back here.”

Not finding anything to cover her tits, Chris went back to laying on her stomach. Apparently, she was more concerned about me seeing her melons, than her round, naked ass, which was right there in front of my eyes, or maybe she wanted me to see her? “I was wondering if I could jump in your pool, to cool off?”

“Sure, Joe, you can take a swim, but will you do something for me first?” My brain flew through a thousand possibilities. I could eat her pussy or shove my hard dick in her mouth. She said, “Can you put some sunscreen on my back?”

I said, “Sure, Mrs. Dav—I mean Chris.” It felt strange calling her by her first name, but then again, she was naked and wanted me to spread lotion on her. I picked up the bottle of sunscreen and moved to the foot of her chair, where I admired her perfect ass, the soft fuzz that glistened on her lower back, and the breast meat that was being squeezed out from under her body. Even the back of her neck was sexy. My brain flooded with hormones and my boner throbbed. At light speed, I processed some possibilities. She would tell my parents I touched her ass or she planned this whole thing because she needed a dick while her husband was away. I was out of my mind thinking about Mrs. Davis sucking off her husband right here, Susan watching, then taking her father’s load on her face. The stories Susan told me about her parents and Jasmine added to my lust-induced madness. I removed my shorts and straddled her chair.

When I looked down at her ass and saw my erection, I suddenly realized she was a woman, not some high school girl. Mrs. Davis was my neighbor and my mother’s equivalent. I wanted to run like hell, but forced myself to stay because Susan specifically told me, “My mom will be here.” It had to be a special message, a code for me to know that I’d have a chance, a chance to fuck her mom.

I covered my hands with sunscreen and reached for her shoulders. I was as nervous as a turkey the day before Thanksgiving. Like a kid trying to spread peanut butter on soft bread, I fumbled on her upper back. I thought I might have heard a sigh, but to me, it registered as a moan of pleasure, so I moved on. I smeared tanning lotion on her sides, getting within an inch of touching the bulging breast meat. I chickened out and continued downward. Her back muscles were firm on each side of the sexy groove that marked the center of her back and led straight to her ass crack. I squirted a circle of sunscreen over the fine blond hairs that were only visible in the sunlight.

Now that her back was coated, what was I to do with her ass, I wondered? She wouldn’t want a sunburn on her butt, would she? My palms inched up the slope of her lower back, getting close to that big, womanly rump. She’ll stop me if she doesn’t want me to touch it, I decided and laid my hands on the pillowy mounds. Panic gripped me. I had two choices now, run away or protect her from the sun.

“Joe, make sure you go all the way down my legs ... too.”

My heart raced. Too, is also, and that surely means feel my ass up completely before you go all the way down. I watched as the drops of creamy liquid fell from the bottle toward her rump. It happened in slow motion, the gob fell and hit with a splat. I waited for a reaction, but nothing came, so I was all in.

I squatted. The reality of what I was about to do made my body buzz with a rush of adrenaline. First my left, then my right testicle touched down on her warm flesh. I dragged my sack through the droplets until it was coated, then I slid it up the length of her ass channel. She didn’t flip out, so I pressed my painfully stiff erection between her cheeks. Then I gently slid it up and down in the flesh valley. Oh, it felt so good, but I stopped because I didn’t want to dump my lotion on her back.