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The suite was dark when Michael returned; he wondered if Kaylee had left. He had been gone far longer than anticipated, originally planning only to have dinner with her mom, just for old times’ sake. But seeing Leigh, how great she still looked, and knowing that she wanted him, well that had just been too much for him to resist.

In his twenties and early thirties he had been much more reserved, less confident, and would never have even considered trying to pull off what he was attempting tonight. Already on this trip he had banged a sexy flight attendant, then got a blow job from a blond hottie, and fucked the hell out of her mother. Maybe his luck had finally run out.

“Kaylee?” he called, walking towards the bedroom.

He detected some movement outside on the lanai, then saw the silhouette of Kaylee’s long, left leg stretched out on a lounge chair, her right knee propped up. A half empty bottle of Longboard sat on a small table beside her.

“Out here,” she replied, her voice audible through the screen door.

Michael grabbed a beer from the fridge, then went to join her. Sliding the screen door open, he stepped out onto the deck. Kaylee was sprawled on the chair, her sexy cover up barely concealing her body. He felt his cock stir, reassured to know another erection was still in the offing. He glanced down into her shining eyes, a coy expression on her young face.

“So, you were gone for quite some time. How was your date?”

Michael considered how he would answer that question. He was cautious, being pretty sure that a woman wouldn’t appreciate discovering that you fucked someone else just prior to trying to fuck them, particularly if that other person just happened to be their mom.

“It was good. I mean, it was nice to catch up,” he replied, taking a swig of Longboard.

“Jeez, you were gone about three hours, that seems like a lot of catching up.”

“Well, you know, you get to talking…”

“Talking huh?” she said skeptically.

“Yeah, you know,” he said, bringing the bottle to his lips.

“I can tell that you fucked her.”

Michael was flabbergasted. The blunt statement caused him to almost choke, some beer spewing from his mouth. He coughed two or three times, attempting to catch his breath. Kaylee laughed.

“I knew it!”

“Shit, how?”

“Fuck, I didn’t have to be Sherlock Holmes, that’s for sure.”

Michael stared back at her, amazed at her comment.

“Look dude, as near as I can tell she hasn’t been with a man since she divorced my dad. She was so excited to be getting together with you, and seeing what she was wearing, how she was all dolled up, I knew she’d try.”

“Why didn’t you warn me?”

“Warn you? What would I say? ‘Hey Michael, my mom’s gonna try to screw you, so be careful.’ Besides, I was curious to see what would happen, what you would do.”

“Fuck.”

Kaylee grinned again, continuing her narrative.

“And then when I saw you, saw your hair mussed up, your clothes all wrinkled, and the look on your face, well I just knew. Plus you stink of her perfume.”

Michael sat there dumbfounded. The cat was out of the bag, but the girl sitting on the lounge chair beside him had a look on her face like the cat that ate the canary. She sure didn’t seem angry, appearing amused rather than upset.

“You don’t appear bothered by that,” he said.

“Why I should I be?”

Her laid back response was both charming and confusing.

“Oh fuck, I don’t know, maybe because I was with another woman while you were waiting for me.”

“She’s not exactly just another woman.”

“I don’t think the fact that she’s your mother makes it better.”

Kaylee snickered, taking a gulp from the bottle on the table. When she was done she spoke again.

“Look, if you expected me to be angry, or jealous, well, I’m not built that way. At least not when it comes to someone I just met. You don’t own me, I don’t own you. We’re all just having fun, right?”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

“And besides, my mom has been so lonely, I’m happy for her.”

She clearly was. Michael found her attitude refreshing. It was a relief to not have to worry about keeping secrets from her, and if he was honest he’d admit that his kinky side found it a turn on. On the other hand, the idea of Kaylee willingly sharing him with her own mother was still a bit disconcerting.

“You’re fucking incredible,” he said. “So, what do we do now?”

“Well, I’ve been patiently waiting my ass off, so I’m hoping we’re gonna fuck tonight. That is if you’ve got anything left in the tank after all of your shenanigans.”

Kaylee squeezed his thigh, her eyes sparkling seductively. A twitch in his pants told Michael that he would be back in business soon.

“One thing though, you need to take a shower. It’s gonna freak me out if you smell like mommy while we’re doing it.”

“Oh fuck,” he mumbled, shaking his head.

He went back inside, disappearing into the washroom. After shedding his clothes, a large, glass walled walk-in shower welcomed him. The warm, invigorating pornolar spray cascaded over his body, Michael luxuriating in the sensation of the water pelting his skin. Grasping the soap he began lathering up, then he spied Kaylee enter the room.

The glass doors had fogged up, so he was unable to clearly see her, but he saw enough to get excited. She peeled her pretty cover-up over her head, depositing it onto a small ledge beside the bathtub. Next she undid her bikini top, letting it fall to the floor, then stepped out of her bikini bottoms, the outline of her heavenly physique partially discernible through the mist. Tip toeing to the shower entrance, she slowly swung it open.

“I thought I’d join you,” she said, grinning that wild, sexy grin of hers. “That is if it’s all right with you?”

“Fuck yes.”

Michael was awestruck. In front of him stood a divine, erotic enchantress. Her tanned body was mesmerizing: athletic, yet still incredibly feminine, two petite yet perfect tits gracing her torso, each a bit more than a handful. They were firm and round, her somewhat darker areolae contrasted against the small triangular patch of untanned flesh left from her bikini top, the pink nipples jutting out.

Blood was coursing into his genitals, his erection growing. He moved towards her, wanting to take her in his arms, but she held out her hands palms up, placing them on his broad chest, halting his advance. She smiled, her pink lips parted slightly.

“Not yet. Let me help you.”

Taking the bar of soap from his hand she began washing him. He watched her tenderly attend to every inch, her sandy blond hair, now damp from the steam and some of the spray from the shower, clinging sexily to the side of her head and across her shoulders. A few more freckles were noticeable than previously, scattered across her smooth cheekbones. Her eyes found his, their breathtaking blue-grey hue spell binding.

“Now let me do your back,” she said, moving behind him.

He felt the sensual touch of her hand gliding across his shoulder blades, rubbing the soap over his skin. Sliding her fingers down his side, her nails grazed his lower back, then she lathered up his ass, her slippery digits kneading his butt. Pressing her breasts into him, her right hand reached around to soap up his balls, then his cock, now fully erect. Kaylee’s lips moved to his right ear, lightly tugging on the lobe with her teeth.

“Let’s see what’s happening with this bad boy,” she purred, her tongue darting inside his ear for a second as her right hand began stroking him.

Michael peered down to view her slippery, suds covered fingers languidly flowing across his dick. She blew softly into his ear, kissing down his neck and across his shoulder, then down his back. Dropping to her knees her tender lips caressed his buttocks, all the while maintaining her grip on his throbbing member. Cradling his balls with her left hand, she gently rolled them in her fingers while jerking him off.

“I can’t wait to get this thing inside me.”

“Fuck this,” he growled, needing to kiss her.

Turning, he hoisted her from the shower floor, wrapping his arms around her and squeezing her lovely, round ass. He moved his mouth to hers, their lips fusing. When hers separated for a second he slipped his tongue between them, finding another waiting eagerly. As they kissed, her shapely little melons mashed into his chest. Breaking off the embrace he partook of her right breast, engulfing her areola and nipple, sucking as much of her tit as possible into his hungry maw.

“Awww, fuck,” Kaylee groaned.

Feasting on her flesh, he cupped her left breast in his right hand, twisting her rigid nipple between his thumb and index finger. While he was occupied with her cute little boobs Kaylee’s hands ran through his wet hair, then made their way down to grasp his behind once again, her fingernails like claws digging into him.

Michael’s mouth returned to hers, the two joining again in a long, ravenous kiss, their passion untethered. Kaylee crammed her tongue into his mouth, twisting it around his for a few seconds before probing even deeper. His hand descended, finding her bald snatch. She was completely hairless, his fingers on her smooth skin electric.

Michael had to see her cunt up close, smell her, sample her. Ending their embrace he slowly sunk to his knees, pushing her against the shower wall. Kaylee instinctively braced herself, spreading her legs just enough for him to have easy access. He gazed in wonder upon her mouthwatering vulva, the skin around it pale, starkly different from the rest of her tanned body, not a strand of pubic hair in sight. The outer labia were still together, a small bud like portion of her inner lips barely protruding from her gash, her clit still hidden.

“Fuck, what a gorgeous pussy,” he said softly. “I need to taste it.”

“Oh fuck yes,” Kaylee moaned in reply, her eyes closed.

Edging his mouth towards her sex, Michael began kissing the gleaming area surrounding her hole, eventually moving his lips xhamster to her opening. Extending his tongue along her tight crevice, it wasn’t long before Kaylee’s flower had blossomed for him, and soon he was lapping between the delicate lips, pushing his tongue inside her, her growing arousal becoming more evident by the second.

“God your tongue feels fantastic.”

For the moment Michael’s only desire was to kneel in supplication to the nubile goddess before him. The warm water from the shower tumbled down her body, some of it making its way into his mouth. He paid no heed, continuing to minister to her needs. Her swollen clit now visible, he slid his tongue upwards through her furrowed cunt, finding the sensitive button, sucking on it, then moving his mouth back down to the bottom of her lush divide, beginning the whole process over again.

“Oh shit, so good, so good…” she whispered, her voice trailing off.

Kaylee had been using her hands to hold herself up against the wall, but now she grabbed his head with them, tightly gripping the back of his skull, pulling it into her lower body. He thought she might slip down to the floor of the shower, but she shoved her back harder against the glass, maintaining her balance.

“Fuck Michael, eat me, eat me,” she said, sounding almost panicked that he might cease the endeavour.

Instead he redoubled his efforts, driving his tongue deeper inside her, then returning to her clitoris, tickling it with his tongue, sucking it between his lips, finally licking it as hard, fast, and as long as necessary to get her off.

“Oh my god, fuck I’m cumming, oh fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!” she wailed, her knees buckling, her body shaking violently.

Michael was unrelenting, savouring her juicy nectar for several seconds as she orgasmed, eventually easing up only when he could see that she required a temporary reprieve. She slowly slid down the shower wall, Kaylee’s body a quivering mess on the tiles of the shower floor. He rose to his feet, rock hard. She looked up at him, her mouth agape.

“Fuck you eat pussy like a woman,” she said dreamily.

Michael was both surprised and turned on by her words. So Kaylee was bi? The girl was becoming more intriguing by the second, his demeanour betraying his thoughts.

“I see that excites you. Isn’t that every guy’s fantasy, being with a girl who’s into girls?”

Michael bent down, grasping her under her armpits, carefully lifting her to her feet.

“Yeah probably, but right now my only fantasy is fucking you.”

Holding her elbows he turned her around, bending her over. Her succulent, heart shaped ass pointed skyward, Michael getting a fabulous view of the swollen mound of her cunt, the slick lips still apart. Spitting into his right hand he clutched his cock, directing it to her sweet, enticing opening.

“Oh fuck yes, fuck me with that cock!” Kaylee cried out, her face plastered against the shower door.

To say that her pussy was fabulous would be an understatement. It was the closest thing to heaven that Michael had ever experienced: so tight and yet so welcoming; a hot, wet, velvety tunnel of love. He had fucked a lot of women, on this trip Danielle the flight attendant and Kaylee’s own mother, and neither of those two, nor any woman from his past could compare to what currently had a hold of his dick.

He began carefully thrusting in and out of her, not wanting to blow his load too quickly. Having orgasmed twice already that evening he would have normally lasted a lot longer, but the sensations emanating from his cock buried inside her were so scintillating that he worried he might soon explode. Encircling her body, his hands grabbed Kaylee’s tits, tearing into them with his fingers as he pulled her up and back towards him, his erection managing to stay inside her. Michael pressed his lips to her ear.

“Your cunt…fuck I’ve never felt anything so…so fucking…” he stammered, unable to finish his sentence, ill equipped to find any words that could accurately convey his thoughts.

“Fuck me Michael, fucking cum in me.”

That triggered him. He bent her over again, gaining momentum, pummelling into her over and over. He could feel an orgasm welling up inside him. Trying desperately to delay it he slowed down, dropping his right hand to her clitoris, strumming on it with his middle finger.

“Oh god yes, play with my clit.”

Seeking to match the rhythm of his fucking he started slowly, but as his thrusts increased in velocity and ferocity so did his attention on her hot little nubbin. After a few minutes he was pounding into her with an unholy vigour, and knew he was on the verge.

“Fuck Kaylee, I’m gonna cum!”

“Yes Michael, cum for me baby, fucking fill me up, cum for me, CUM FOR ME!”

His balls detonated upon hearing her words, every fibre of his being ripped apart by the indescribable pleasure, his climax unlike any prior to it. He kept screwing Kaylee even after his orgasm subsided, and she came again, having taken over from his fingers with her own. japon porno Both lovers satiated, they collapsed to the floor, the shower’s spray blanketing them in its cooling essence. A moment later Michael turned off the faucet.

“Come on Kaylee, let’s dry off,” he suggested.

“Mmm, okay,” she murmured in response.

He took her hand, helping her up. Exiting the shower first he grabbed a towel, turning to dry her. Covering her breasts with the plush material he gently wiped her off, then did her back, and then her legs. When she was mostly dry he passed her a large, white bathrobe, Kaylee wrapping another towel around her hair. He next dried his own body, then selected a second robe for himself.

Leaving the bathroom they went into the adjacent bedroom, lying beside each other on the bed. Most of Kaylee’s body was covered by the robe, only the bottoms of her legs from the knees down visible, her small, stylishly manicured feet pointing straight up, her freshly varnished tiny pink toes wiggling now and then. As she sat up, the front of her robe slipped open to reveal a portion of one of her cute little tits. She was like a hot little swami, her hair in a towel turban, blue eyes twinkling above a field of faint freckles on her cheeks and nose.

“Wow, that was fantastic,” she said.

“Yeah, it was good,” he answered nonchalantly.

“Good? Is that all, just good?”

“Well, it was just our first time so…I’m sure it will get better.”

“You fucker, you keep talking like that and it’ll be the last time.”

“Okay, okay, it was fucking terrific, out of this world, the best sex I’ve ever had!”

She grinned.

“That’s better!” She paused for a moment, reflecting on his words. “Was it really the best you’ve ever had?”

Michael smiled. It was the best, he couldn’t lie.

“Yes, it was.”

“Better than my mom?” she asked, a wicked twinkle in her eye.

“Oh come on Kaylee, don’t make me compare you two, it’s weird.”

She playfully punched his arm.

“I’m just fucking with you, I really don’t want to know.”

Shifting her body towards his, she placed her head against his chest, resting her right hand on the portion of bath robe covering his stomach. Casually rubbing his belly as they lay beside each other, she curled her right leg around his, caressing his foot with hers.

“This is nice. I like cuddling after sex.”

“Really? I don’t see you as the cuddling type.”

“Hey, just because I love it rough doesn’t mean I’m not sensitive as well.”

They relaxed together for several minutes, not speaking, Kaylee continuing to rub his midsection, while sliding her foot across his. Michael pondered the evening’s events. Never in his life would he have dreamt that he would be involved with a mother and daughter at the same time, fucking each of them within a matter of hours, with a blow job thrown in for good measure. He was equal parts happy and trepidatious about the entire affair.

The sex had been incredible. Kaylee was better than her mom, but not by a lot. Leigh was brilliant at fucking, always had been, and he could certainly be satisfied completely by her. Even though this hot little vixen lying next to him was more than any man could wish for, especially an older man, he knew that he would probably screw Leigh again as well, and that was the dilemma.

Trying to juggle two women at the same time was problematic in and of itself, but a mother and daughter, both staying at the same resort? It was crazy for him to even consider undertaking it. And yet he knew he would. He couldn’t help himself. Michael had evolved into the exact opposite of who he used to be.

“What are you thinking about?” Kaylee suddenly asked.

He hesitated for a few seconds, formulating an answer.

“I was thinking about us. Is this a one time deal, or are we, you know, going to do this again?”

“Well, I hope so. You’re one hell of a lay.”

“What about your mother?”

“My mom? Jeez Michael, I know I said I’m into girls, but I’m not that kinky!”

“Jesus, no, I didn’t mean that!”

She laughed loudly.

“I know dude, I’m just fucking with you again.”

“Doesn’t it bother you that I’m also involved with your mom?”

Smiling patiently, she explained her thoughts on the matter.

“Look, I’m not in love with you, we’re just two people who enjoy each other’s company. If you and my mother also get together, why should that bother me? I mean, I’m not tied down to you, and you’re not tied down to me.”

“So, you might consider hooking up with other people as well?”

“Hey, I’m not going out of my way to do that, but if the opportunity arises and I’m attracted to another person, then yeah, I would.”

“Like those two guys at the bar?”

Kaylee giggled.

“Why Michael, you’re not jealous are you?”

A part of him was. Well, not really jealous, he just didn’t want to share her with those two douche bags. He supposed he was like a lot of other men, it was fine for him to screw around, but he didn’t want the women he was with to engage in the same behaviour. It wasn’t logical, and he was able to let it go without a lot of angst, but it was still a tiny, nagging voice in the back of his mind. They lay together silently for a few more minutes, and then his curiosity got the better of him.

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