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My name is Brian (no, not my real name) and I had the oddest experience of my life this summer. The reason why I am telling it here, on this web site, will be revealed later. I am a college student, 20 years old this summer, on my summer break. Besides working a summer job, I am enjoying time away from classes and studying. There had been some suggestion I should stay in school over the summer, to complete more credits, but I am glad I did not.

Earlier this summer, my mom asked if I was going to my dad’s company summer function. Each year, the officers, managers, and other uppity ups of the company my dad works for, go on a summer retreat of sorts. They have meetings during the day, while their families enjoy playing, then at night there is always big bbq, shows, ect. I think they use these meetings to plan for the company’s future, and it is a chance for them to treat the families to some summer fun. This year it was held on the Oregon coast, which sounded good, but a weekend with my mom and younger brother and a huge group of people I did not know, that sounded like wasted summer time off. But my mom was persistent. Dad rented a house facing the ocean just so all four of us could enjoy this time together. Mom even made a point to say my brother and I would each have a room to ourselves. Fine, I learn how to pick my battles. I did not spend the summer in classes, so some of my time off needs to be spent with the family.

I drove over on my own, and would meet up with them. The meetings started on Thursday, so we could arrive any time that day. I found the house, and yes it was facing the ocean, even my room was facing the ocean. Don’t get too jealous, this was a 1950s bungalow with three bedrooms and my bedroom happen to be off the basement, built under the back porch. I had to laugh at how small the room was, but it did not matter, because almost all the top fifty percent of the back wall was paned windows facing the ocean, looking across the sand grass. Over all, yea, it was going to be a nice place to wake up each morning.

I changed into a pair of swimming trunks and flip flops, and went out on the beach per the location left on the note. I found my mom sitting with other people on the sand under umbrellas and canopies. My brother was at the water playing volley ball with other high schoolers. While answering my mom’s questions about my drive, I scanned the beach for any woman that I could spend my time hitting up on and being rejected. Mom then introduced me to the group, one guy and four women, all married to someone that work with my dad. I don’t really remember much about any of them, though I was wondering what a sweet deal that guy had if his wife was the main income for their house. None of the women really stood out. Each woman was wearing a one piece swim suits and sun glasses. Some had wide hats to protect from the sun. It was not a vista of MILFs in two piece bikinis.

After some chatting and a drink, I told my mom I was going to the house to take a nap. It was midafternoon, and a cocktail hour (planned games for the kids) was scheduled at 6 pm on the deck of a local restaurant where dinner was reserved for everyone. As I was moving to leave, one of the women in the group, her name here will be L, asked to walk with me and if I would carry her beach chair for her. Taught to be a good person, I did. It was not an inconvenience, her and her husband rented a house a couple blocks past our house. On the walk she told me that it was not on the beach, but still had a beach view with a nice second floor back porch. We chatted on about school and this Oregon coastal town. Our path went by the house my family was staying in. I had no intention to stop, just continue on to drop L and her stuff off at her house and walk back. When L realized this was our house rental, she commented how cute it was and asked if she could peek inside. Sure, leaving her bag and chair on the front porch we walked, giving her a grand tour of the first floor. Entering the house, she took off her big hat and sunglasses. This was my first real look at her, and for an older woman, she was attractive. In my mind I was guessing in her 30’s or 40’s (she is 44). The one piece light gray bathing suit she wore was not sexy, but it did show that she had a flat stomach and her legs were definitely toned. It was a quick tour to show the main floor, it was not that big of a house, we were back in the living room, and I was thinking we were ready to leave.

Then out of nowhere, L asked me how old I was. When I replied “20”, I sensed a little hesitation in what I thought we were leaving to take her home. Then she took a couple steps toward me, standing next to me, her hands were gently rubbing my chest, shoulders, and stomach. It felt a little bit sexy and a little awkward. I did not say anything, I did not know what to say. I just stood there. The silence was only broken when she said “you have a nice body” right before I felt her hand across my stomach, and down to the outside of my swim shorts. She found the outline of my cock and gave it such a nice gentle but deliberate stroke through the fabric. There was no words exchanged, no kissing. She continued to explore my body with her free hand while her other hand was giving me an erection. Her glance would change from my body to my eyes and back again. I was enjoying what she was doing, but I had no idea what to do. I just stood there. Then, her hands found their way to the waistband of my shorts, and I watched as she slid my shorts down to my feet, telling me to step out of them. Her hands were now on my bare cock and balls, giving them the best rub they have ever had. L was looking down at my cock and body, watching my full erection come into effect. I was a fully naked 20 year old male, with a full erection, while a 44 year old woman was stroking me. I had no idea what to do or was expected of me. Nothing like this had ever happened to me before (and the answer is “no”, I was not a virgin).

L reached in and gave my lips a soft kiss (I was so glad I brushed my teeth after my drive), then grabbed a pillow off the couch, laid it at my feel, and dropped to her knees. A little more stroking and fondling, then, her mouth reached for my cock. Soft gentle kisses at first, then licking and soon her lips were around the smooth helmet of my cock head. I moaned, it felt so good. She was in charge and she knew what felt good, both her hands and mouth felt so nice. After one particular moan from me, L pulled her mouth away and moved her hands to explore along my legs and butt, saying “she did not want me to cum yet”. She allowed me to regain some control. As I looked down at her rubbing my body, but not my cock, her hands left my body, to the straps of her swim suit on her shoulders. Looking up at me, she pulled each strap up off her shoulder and off to the side down her arms. She was looking at my face as I looked down and as the swim suit was pulled down, a beautiful pair a breast were exposed. Her nipples were like pencil erasers. She pulled the suite down to the ribs, reached back in and started to pleasure my cock with her hands and mouth again. Her breast giggled with each arm movement. Still firm enough she easily could wear a dress without a bra.

A couple more moans from my mouth, she pulled off again, stood up and directed me to the couch, sitting me back with my legs spread. She pushed her suit down her ribs and positioned herself back on her knees between my legs. Now she was sucking and rubbing, this was far more deliberate than before. She learned what felt good to me and that was what she was concentrating on. My cock was covered with warm wet saliva, her mouth sucking down on my ridged cock, her hands on the base of my cock and balls. I just laid back, alternating my eyes between watching her suck my cock and looking at her great set of bare tits. Her blowjob felt so good, I did not once reach out to her tits with my hands. That is how good she was at sucking my cock. Touching those breast just did not occur to me. The harder she sucked me, the more I moaned, the more I moaned the harder she sucked me. It was very animated. My hips started to move, both her arms were in motion, her head bobbing, tits bobbing, soon we were moaning together, the room echoing. I had to cum and I told her I had to cum. She did not change her actions one bit. A short moment later, just before I shot my load, I had to tell her I was cumming, and she moaned out a quick “uh huh”. That was it, I came….and I came…and I came. L, she continued to suck and stroke, and suck and suck and suck. This was the first time in my life I had a woman let me cum in her mouth and then she swallowed my cum. The intense feeling of her mouth continuing to suck my sensitive cock and feeling her mouth as she swallowed each shot of my cum……greatest feeling of my life.

When there was nothing more to come out of my cock and it was going to semi hard, she pulled her mouth off me. Sitting down between my legs, she continued to explore my body with her hands, smiling, enjoying the moment. I was too, looking at her bare upper body, seeing her smile as she looked up at me. Wondering, where did all this come from and how did I get it? Her first words were, “I think you liked that” my only reply was “yes….a lot”. Not a great reply, I know, but it made her giggle. She looked at her watch and said “you said you would be taking a nap…your mom won’t be coming back yet will she?” I just agreed with a nod. Her attention returned to my naked body in front of her and she looked deep in thought. Before I could ask her what she was thinking about, she stood up and pushed her suit down just below her hips, then she got on the couch, straddling my body. I did not think we were going to fuck. First, because I just came like I never had before, I was going to need a minute. Also, although her suit was pushed down low on her hips, she was still wearing them. She was good at being in charge, so I just continued to let her take the lead. With her legs on each side of me, straddling my naked body, she moved in, gave me a deep wet kiss, that tasted so much like my cum (yes, I have tasted my cum before), the kiss was awkward and sexy at the same time. Pulling away from the kiss, she then pressed her tits to my face and told me to suck her nipples. As she arched her back pressing her tits in my face, I wrapped my arms around her body, pulled her close and sucked on each nipple in turns. As I sucked, she moaned, and in a low hushed voice told me what felt good and to do this or that, giving me some much appreciated direction on making her feel too. My hand were on her bare back or the breast I was not sucking on. Her hands were at first on my head, holding my hair. Her movements were becoming more animated. I felt her grind her suit covered pussy against my semi hard cock. She rocked her hips, rubbing that pussy area up and down my pelvis area. I felt her hands move from my hair to my stomach, her arms along each side of her breast, I thought she was doing this to hold them together. I do not remember her moving her hands from my stomach, but I did notice she raised herself, now standing on her knees, leaning forward, causing my head back with her breast in my face as I continued to suck them, and she still giving me directions and telling me how great my mouth felt on her nipples. I was even picking up on some dirty talk mixed in.

Then she started to get louder with her moans and more grunts. I noticed her body’s movements changed. With a breast in each hand I pushed her back a little to get a look. Her face was in a distorted pose, her mouth in a labored smile, each of her arms ridged down the front of her body, pressing her breast together, and her hands….well, the suit was pushed down as far as her spread legs would allow, and this was enough to partially expose her hands over her pussy. Yes, she was finger fucking her pussy. It was so fucking hot. It - was - fucking – HOT!!! I left one hand on her breast, my other hand wrapped around her to rub her ass exposed from the suit, pulling and pushing her body with her own movements as she rocked her body to the motion of her hands fingering her clit and the hand with a finger deep in her pussy. She was looking me in the face the whole time, but I think she was in her own world, lost in the pleasure she was giving herself in front of this naked guy she was straddling.

She was very vocal, moaning to her own pleasure. My hand pushed the suit off her ass. If her legs were not spread, I would have pulled them off. The bunched up suit did not cover the work her hands were doing to her pussy. They were wet, moving fast, pressing into her skin. She laid her head back as she moved her hips harder against her hands. I grabbed her bare ass with both my hands and grabbed it hard. Her body started to shake and she was loud with her moans of pleasure “Awwww….owwwww…..auuugghhhh……ohhhhhhhh……yesssssss” More motion from her hands, and more noise from her mouth, until her body started to tremble and she went quiet. Both her hands still but pressing deep into her pussy and against her clit. She stayed like this for what seemed minutes. Then as she came down from her orgasm, she looked back down at me, starting to remember where she was at. She started to giggle, removed her hands from her pussy. First words out of her mouth? “Oh Fuck.” There was no guessing, she loved what just happened. As she caught her breath, she placed a couple wet fingers against my mouth, telling me to lick her hands clean. I did. I licked and tasted the sweet taste of her pussy. I remember my tone going across her wedding ring and thinking “This is fucked up” but I did not stop, I kept licking. When there was nothing more to lick, we kissed. Deep long wet kisses. Her naked skin pressing against my naked skin. My hands still on her ass, her hands on my shoulders. It was a very passionate kiss. I remember my cock was getting hard from what I just witnessed. When I placed one of her hands on my hard cock, she gave a little moan, and pulled from our kiss to look down at my willing cock. She gave it a couple strokes, admiring it I think, before letting it go, pulling me in for another deep kiss. Then, she sat back and said we needed to get dressed, we probably pushed our time too far already. As much as I did not want it to end, I knew she was right.

L stood up, pulled her suit back up her body and on her shoulders, while watching me walk naked to my shorts in middle of the room. After we were both dressed, we walked on the porch. As I started to reach for her chair to finish carrying it home or her, she stopped me, simply telling me she can manage, and a beautiful smile came across her face, like she was sharing a secret with me. I guess she was.

I watched her walk the two blocks up the hill to their rented house, then I went back indoors. I laid down on my bed, smelling my fingers, the faint aroma of her still on my hands. I was still hard, and thought about jacking off, but took a cold shower instead. This helped me relax and I managed to fall asleep before my mom woke me up to get ready for the cocktail party and dinner.

This was not the whole story, but this much has taken more time to detail than I anticipated. So I will stop here for now, and work on the remaining story in a second part.

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