Olivia, The Hottest Mom
Chapter 4
Cody and Olivia’s affair continues into its third torrid week, Cody thanking her with cunnilingus, and they both discover the joys of sixty-nine, suggested by her “Dirty Book” filled with erotic positions and games. Olivia wakes Cody after an erotic dream for more lovemaking, and the next morning her son Jack, Cody’s best friend, nearly walks in on them. Jack and Cody go to a swim team party, where Cody felt Olivia’s absence very keenly…
I missed Liv all of the next week, unable to manage even the pretense of doing yard work for her, hoping to see her naked in her pool, or the hedged off front yard, almost the only place around and in that house I hadn’t made love to her. We’d even had sex in the downstairs bathroom, the one Jack and Carla used, with her bent over the counter, me pounding her luscious, wet pussy, both of us cumming hard, almost at the same time. The only rooms we had avoided profaning were Carla’s and Jack’s, although I helped her get the sheets on their beds changed, sharing naked housework.
With Liv unavailable, I found ample non-erotic distractions. A number of neighbors called me for pruning, pool cleaning, and general trash removal. Nobody had me stain any fences, but I did a few windows. Remembering what Liv had tossed the other guy out of her yard for, I studiously avoided peering in any of them while I worked.
I made some good money, and it kept me busy, but I would have traded it all for the chance to hold her against me in our bed, in the shower, in the pool… Jacking off seemed pointless, and wouldn’t relieve my need for her; it wouldn’t be nearly as enjoyable since I had sampled the real thing, gorging myself on sex and gorgeous Hottest Mom pussy off and on over the past three weeks.
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Thursday night I went to bed, horny and badly in need of my girl. Sunday couldn’t come fast enough for me, for us. Tomorrow was July 4th, and I was looking forward to hot dogs and fireworks, and two days later the fireworks Liv and I would set off in her bed, or the pool, or on the dinette set. The swim meet Saturday would once have been my focus, but it was only an afterthought now, a distraction between fireworks and our fucking.
Early Friday, I woke up from a dream I’d never had before, hard and shivering with the need to cum. It was four in the morning, and the house was still. My cock was fully awake, and if Liv were here we would have merrily humped the early morning hours away. All I ever wore to bed at home now were my boxers, and those only just in case my mom looked in on me in the middle of the night. I whipped them off, and lay naked on the sheets a moment before getting up and creeping to the door, making sure it was closed all the way, latched, with no sound coming from beyond. Satisfied, I crept back to bed.
Lying back down, my whole body was quivering, my hard-on ready as I replayed the dream in my head, one hand slowly stroking to the memory of it. Keeping my moans quiet, I started rubbing my throbbing dick in earnest.
The dreams started with the two of us, Liv and I, on a pristine sandy beach somewhere, all alone. I was naked, sitting next to Liv on the beach towel I has seen her drape around her shoulders the first time I saw her naked. Her sundress was pure white, almost incandescent, loosely woven, and her dark nipples and tanlines peeked mischievously through it, no swimsuit, panties or bra. The surf pounded only a few feet away, the cool waves threatening to wash over us at any moment. Liv smiled at me, and gently pressed me back onto the sands.
Without a word, Liv leaned forward and gobbled my cock, her tongue playing my hard-on like a violin, or a flute. I couldn’t resist even if I wanted to, and I felt myself swelling, getting ready to plunge inside her wet, waiting warmth, or unload in her soft, beautiful mouth, watching her swallow my load down her throat and into her tummy. I saw her smile around my cock, her eyes gazing up across the expanse of my skin from my crotch to my eyes, then she closed hers.
Dream Liv took my cock all the way inside her mouth, just like she did in real life, four times now, bobbing her head several times, the wet warmth of her tongue and throat teasing me, drawing me forward to another incredible climax. She suddenly stopped, and pulled back with a smile, sweet, sensuous and wicked, and moved up to kiss me on the lips. Our tongues met and entwined, then she pulled back and knelt by my side.
She spoke for the first time, barely louder than the breeze whipping the shoreline. “Why don’t you try it, baby?” She lifted my neck, and I felt my body easily bend almost double. Liv took hold of my cock, lovingly and firmly, then pointed it at my mouth, helping me lean into it, easing my head into this new, lewd position. The head of my cock, the color of a plum, engorged, loomed in front of me, and I knew I wanted to suck myself off for her.
Instantly, my shoulders were at my knees, my cock at my lips. “It’s okay, Cody, I want to watch. Let me watch you suck your cock for me….” She coaxed me both verbally and physically, still applying light pressure on the back of my neck to bring my face down to my throbbing hard-on. My erection, obviously longer and thicker in my dreams, surged forward, filling my mouth, a contortionist’s hot, wet dream. Liv cooed encouragement throughout, and now she was, without any transition, naked and fingering her hot twat, wet and musky and waiting. She started telling me it was okay, she loved to watch, wanted me to cum for her, swallow it all like she did…
I was now furiously humping my fist, about to cum so hard. Conscious and fully aware of my rising lust, I kept stroking my cock; it was almost impossible to keep quiet, even with my mouth closed, breathing only through my nose, my yearning groans intense humming noises in the still darkness of my room. My cock was ready to unload for real, and I knew the first spurt would probably go the length of my torso, up to my chest, painting the bottom of my chin with the hot white fluid. I wished Liv were here to take my load, or just watch me ejaculate onto myself again…
Sudden inspiration struck. Why not? I moved my back down the full-size mattress, still trying to be quiet, lifted my buttocks off the bed, then levered my feet upwards so my toes rested on the top of my headboard. My cock was positioned right over my face, and the first drop was waiting at the tip, a pearl of white fluid beckoning me to harvest it. No matter how I strained and reached, bent over double on my back, I couldn’t reach it, couldn’t make my cock span the last tiny distance to ecstasy. I was so eager to suck myself off, and I pressed my legs down further and further…
Still in the throes of waking up, I was almost desperate to do it, to thrust my own dick into my waiting mouth. With a burst of effort, I summoned my inner gymnast, and felt my tongue barely graze the very tip of my dick, tasting the thin, sweet pre-cum, letting it trickle into my mouth and over my tongue. I moaned quietly, withholding the full force of my lustful cries from the bedroom air.
The touch and taste of it, added to my stroking and the horny and sinful dream running through my thoughts, was finally enough. My cock pulsed twice,–cocking itself, I thought wryly—then it shot my load onto my face, hot cum spraying all over, covering my cheeks and face in a warm sticky flood of cum. A couple of streams dribbled into my mouth, and I swallowed them hungrily, gasping, trying not to attract any attention from my parents in my lust. It had been Monday since I’d jacked off, and my semen was almost a steady stream, waves of the white stuff slowly ebbing with each spasm of my balls, emptying themselves all over my face and dripping past my lips into my mouth.
Finally spent, I relaxed my legs back and let them fall slowly back onto the mattress. Lying there naked on my back for several minutes, letting my cooling jizz start to drip off my face, I shuddered with the remnants of my orgasm. This was the hottest masturbation I had ever committed, and I wanted Liv even more now. Some of the semen was still on my face and throat, and I used my fingers to scoop it up the same way Liv had done in the shower, and licked it off my fingers in a frenzy of continued horniness. Liv would have loved and shared it, I knew.
Before long, I fell asleep, waking just after sunrise to find myself stretched out face down on my bed, dried cum on my face, chest and sheets, sticky and clear. Slipping my boxers over my quiescent cock, I listened at the door, then snuck down the hall to wash my face, and brush my teeth. Then I stripped my bed and crept downstairs to wash my sheets.
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Our meet against Orinda went well enough. One too many hot dogs on the Fourth had me a little overstuffed, and I eagerly awaited the following evening, when my girlfriend would once more be available, while Jack and Carla made the trek to their dad’s place.
Nancy and Sheila sat next to each other between their events, whispering back and forth with half-girlish smiles and covert, sexy glances. Both had graduated with me, and I chanced a couple of glances at both of them. The blue swimsuits, trimmed in gold at every opening, covered their torsos entirely, save for their shoulders and just above what would have been cleavage in a bikini. I knew I was expected to look, and at the same time felt like looking was cheating, but it wasn’t, any more than Liv’s dream of that hot shower scene had been cheating.
Nancy looked over, caught my eyes, then smiled. Her brunette hair shifted as she leaned over to Sheila and said something that elicited a laugh from both of them. They had been friends since the first grade, and, I was sure, shared everything with each other. I found myself wondering if they had ever shared boyfriends, or a boyfriend, and decided that was unlikely. Even so, my perpetually horny mind strayed to a vision of the two of them, naked in bed with some guy, taking turns sucking his cock and riding him while he lay there enjoying their attentions, preparing to cum inside them both…
Tearing my eyes away from Nancy’s gaze, I shook my head to make those thoughts dissipate, and wondered if she thought I was interested in her. Truth was I liked both of them, chatted with them sometimes in the easy, nonchalant way guys had of showing no interest, and in that way showing lots of interest. Sheila had also contemplated me, and it crossed my mind they might somehow be competing for me, which realistically was also doubtful.
Unbidden, I remembered how I had jacked off early July Fourth, pondering whether either of them had ever seen a guy jacking off, and whether they would think it was exciting or gross. That thought turned to a vision of the two of them, naked on their towels, stroking their breasts and pussies for me, only me, contending for my erotic favors. Then I remembered the second time I saw Liv naked, playing with herself, sticking two tanned fingers inside the jet black jungle at her crotch, and into the warmth and wetness inside them, her other hand fingering her clit for my pleasure, and hers…
My cock was awake again, starting to stiffen and grow against my will. I headed quickly to the smaller pool, usually used for warm-ups, and slid into the water, grateful that it had the desired effect, cooling and shrinking my erection so it was no longer as prominent as I feared.
That night, my dreams were filled with visions of Liv, making love to me, holding and kissing me as she ran her hands over my body, inviting me to lie on top of her, maneuvering my rigid dick into her pussy, telling me it was okay fuck her thoroughly. I found myself humping her quickly, pounding her pussy while she told me it was all okay, that I could cum inside her.
Without warning, she transitioned from under me to beside me. Nancy and Sheila flanked her, all three naked and kneeling next to where I lay. Liv smiled, and leaned forward, parting her lips to take my cock inside her mouth, while the other two just watched the performance, grinning lustfully while watching the Hottest Mom go down on me. Her velvety tongue and wet, warm mouth played over the length of my cock, and I knew she would swallow every drop and show the other two just how it was done.
After what seemed like a long time, Liv stopped and raised herself back up after permitting me to cum in her mouth. Joyfully, erotically, she turned to both of them, like the naughty teacher in some hot, twisted porno about a Sex Ed class, “Now you try it!” Sheila went first, leaning down to my crotch and extending her pink tongue along the length of my hard-on, then she opened her mouth to descend onto my cock, and emitted a loud buzzing from her mouth, instead of the soft, covetous moans I had expected.
What the hell? Then I was awake, my alarm clock interrupting me, gleefully and evilly, droning into the morning air. I remembered fuzzily I had committed to do some yardwork early for a couple of neighbors, then swallowed my disappointment and climbed wearily out of bed to start my day.
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Sunday night at long last arrived, with Jack and Carla’s weekly departure to visit their father in Orinda. Mostly, I now lived for the times when I could see Liv, spend any time at all with her, even if we weren’t naked, which we were most of the time. She called me Saturday afternoon, purportedly to set up some yard work the next day, and asked me to come over around three, which would be just after they had left for Maximilian’s. Liv explained she would be getting some grocery shopping of her own done, and to come around back and get started if she wasn’t there.
I arrived five minutes early, and knocked. Liv’s voice was muffled through the door, but clear and obviously happy. “Come in!” The door was unlocked, and swung in easily, and I stepped inside before closing it a bit too loudly in my eagerness.
“Cody, come into the living room…” I stepped around the corner and saw her for the first time in a week. She wasn’t quite naked, but naked enough. Liv was wearing the most incredibly sexy get-up I’d seen anywhere. My eyes were first drawn to the black corset buttressing her naked, olive tits, still paler than the rest of her body. Three silvery buckles lay in a line down her tummy, surrounded by a matching galaxy of eyelets and studs. The long, black gloves stretching from her palms almost to her shoulders, left her fingers free, and the dark, almost blood-red, fingernail polish adorning them was an incredible erotic counterpoint.
Below the corset, two shiny black straps, studded all along their lengths, attached to the bottom of it, wound down her hips, around her thighs and calves in a wide spiral, wonderfully framing the paler skin at her crotch, and the triangular jungle of pubic hair in the center of it. She wore heels, also in the same shiny black as the rest of her costume. Liv’s hair was wild, teased out, forming a charged cloud of erotic potential, and I half-expected to see lightning and thunder coursing through it, like she was some exotic goddess of sexual storms. Her lips were the same exact shade as her fingernails, and now I noticed the same as her toenails.
I couldn’t move, could barely breathe, and Liv advanced towards me, each step placing one foot precisely in front of the other, giving her hips a delicious, delightful sway as she approached. The heels clacked on the kitchen tile, and she kept her eyes riveted on mine with a ferocious sexuality I thought I had already experienced, but never seen so explicitly. The Hottest Mom had outdone herself, something I would have thought impossible.
Before now.
Stopping two feet in front of me, Liv gave me a relaxed smile at odds with the raw passion her outfit was eliciting. “Do you like it, Cody?”
“Love it…” My voice was utterly subdued from longing and of course the costume she was now surprising me with. I had never imagined her looking even sexier not naked, but here she was, the living embodiment of all the lust and love and sheer desire I had ever felt for her, for anyone.
“No riding crop, either… I saw how you admired that picture in my Dirty Book, and I felt your cock getting hard at my shoulder. Just had to see how much you would like it in person.” She looked very pleased with herself, and I kissed her. Her mouth instantly opened, and we stood there, her in the sexiest almost-clothing ever, me in my shorts and t-shirt, lips locked in complete passion, and I felt her gloved hand drift down to my already hardened cock.
Liv nibbled my earlobe, ran her tongue along it, then breathed, “I’m going to wear this for a little while, if you don’t mind, baby. Of course I want you completely naked…” Her hands crept down to my shirt, and pulled it over my head, and I kicked off my sneakers. Her sure fingers worked the button and zipper on my shorts, pulling them open. She dropped slowly into a crouch, pulling them down with my boxers to the floor, lingering for just a moment to pass her tongue the length of my cock, from balls to head, as she stood up again.
My cock was at full attention, couldn’t help but be. “When…when did you get it?”
She took my hand and led me back over to the conversation pit. “Last week I went out to a dirty book store. Jack and Carla were here, and I snuck out without them. Some very, very hot stuff there.” She put her tush on one of the towels she’d laid out for us and scooted back. “I got a couple of things there…” With a perfectly indecent smile, she whispered, “You can help me with the other stuff… Later, baby.” Still grasping my hand, she pulled me gently onto the cushions beside her, and started kissing me again. The gloves were soft and warm, and each touch of them on my bare skin was electric.
“Fuck, Liv, you are so sexy…”
This time her smile was sly and filled with promise. “I love when you say that, Cody. I always feel so sexy around you. And so naughty in this get-up!” Her left palm and fingers caressed my hard-on, not fast enough for me to cum, fast enough to feel my balls clench with my oncoming eventual orgasm, either in her pussy or elsewhere.
“Lie back, my love.” I obeyed without any hesitation, eager to see what my raven-haired sex goddess wanted me to do, how to pay her proper homage. She straddled me, and placed her bush and slit, perfectly centered on my erection, lowering herself onto me, but not putting me inside her. Yet, I hoped.
Liv reached down with one gloved hand and spread her labia before descending fully. She was wet and slippery there, the thick, curly hair parted to either side of my cock, and still she didn’t take me inside her. When her slit was against my erection, she started to move her hips to and fro, and the feel of the outside of her twat, slippery and hot, undulating along my length, drove a groan out of me, and I reached for her hips, to grind her pussy against me, pop it inside her and fuck her for the first time in a week…
She took my hands before they could alight on her, and gently lowered them to my sides. “Lie still, baby. I’m going to make you cum with just my pussy lips, and you can cum inside me later…” Liv chuckled. “Page 67…”
I kept my hands where she had placed them, then moved them slightly so they rested on her bent knees. Her smile said that was better than fine, and she leaned forward, her gloved hands on my shoulders, letting her hips speed up fractionally. I closed my eyes and laid my head back, just feeling her slick labia rubbing on me.
She moaned, quiet in the afternoon light. “Feel my pussy rubbing along the length of your cock, baby. Ah… I can feel your head right on my clit…just there…” Now her hips began to move in a tight, slow circle, and I felt her labia moistening and stroking me. I thought it could be a pussy job, but that didn’t make sense. Wouldn’t a pussy job be inside her? That was my last coherent thought for a while, and I just relaxed under her, feeling her knees flex under my palms, my cock eagerly bathing in her pussy juices without actually taking a dip in that divine swimming pool.
Now she worked the entrance to her hole around the base of my shaft, gently stroking my sack with her pussy, and the beginning of my cock with the sexy inundation, wetting me the length of my erection, never quite letting me go inside her. She moaned again, softly, nearly unleashing a scream, I thought. Her pussy quivered against me as she moved up, trailing her clit and juices along my length, back to my swollen head. I was ready to explode.
“Liv, baby…” I wanted her to relent, to let me fill her up with dammed up semen. Liv chuckled, an absolute, throaty sound of deep, abiding lust.
“You want to cum inside me baby…” She was right, and my hands started to move from her knees up the outside of her trim thighs. She again arrested them with her own hands, returning them back to my sides. “Not yet, Cody. We have all night, all weekend, all week, for you to plunge that inside me. I want you to make love to me, fuck me everywhere, but first…”
She lowered herself down, lying against my chest, the buckles and eyelets and rivets almost digging into my skin. Her hips moved still, dragging her sodden pussy along the length of my dick, not teasing, exactly. “You feel so fucking good, Cody. I’ve wanted your cock all week. Just a little bit more, baby, a little bit longer…” The words were covert whispers, as exciting as her labia trailing along me.
“Liv,” I gasped.
“Yes?” Her words were mild, but she lifted her head, letting her eyes bore into mine. “What. Do. You. Want?”
“You…”
Liv was panting now, her hips moving faster than before. She was close, too, her mouth open and waiting. “Tell me, Cody…”
“I want to… cum…”
It was like flipping a switch. Liv moved her hips in a frenzy, rubbing all along my length, but this time she reared her hips back, only the very topmost point of her cunt, her clitoris alone now making the journey. “Cum for me, baby. Cum…”
Gripping her knees, I thrust my hips up, started humping in reverse rhythm to hers, doubling the speed her clit and my cock rubbed against each other. In seconds I couldn’t hold back any longer, and she started to shake, her pussy shedding more juices on me. That was all it took.
My semen boiled out against her pussy and bush, onto my stomach too, as she continued to hump me wildly. She suddenly pitched forward, her hands entwining my neck and back, and she screamed, gripping me tightly as her orgasm followed mine. Still her labia moved, spreading our mingled juices to coat my cock and her pussy with the sticky fluids, and eventually she slowed down, coming to rest with her arms still clasped around me. I squeezed her gorgeous buttocks as my heart began to slow, and we just lay there, gasping and moaning.
I spoke first. “Fucking…incredible, baby!”
Her voice was thick with lust and fatigue. “I though you…I thought you’d like it, Cody.”
“What page was that, again?”
She laughed. “Page 67. I’ll bookmark it. Fuck, Cody, that was so…”
“Intense.”
Liv nodded. “Intense…”
My hands traveled up her back, tracing the outlines of her outfit with my fingertips. “So, Liv, did you pick out the outfit or the position first?”
“Neither. Both. I saw the position Monday night, went to the bookstore Wednesday, and put the two of them together just before you came over. And came.” She scooted her hips down, and laid her cheek on my chest. “I love you, Cody.”
“I love you, Liv.”
We got up after a while, and each used one towel to clean up. “Shower, babe?” Liv was already off the cushions, and I got up right away, signaling that I agreed with her proposal.
In her bedroom, she turned away from me and lifted her hair to show the first clasp at the back of her neck. “This isn’t waterproof, I don’t think, but they assured me it was cum-proof. Help me out of it?”
I wondered as I undid the fasteners how, exactly, she had put it on unaided, but realized she was very limber, and probably very determined when she had donned it. Instead, I asked, “How long did it take to put this on, Liv?”
“About half an hour, Cody. I talked Maximilian into taking Jack and Carla around noon, just to make sure there was plenty of time to get ready.”
I felt very flattered. “Thank you, Liv.”
As the last strap unwound itself from her muscled calves, she turned around, naked and happy. The skintight, and more, costume had left a trail of slightly indented furrows along her body, slightly reddened where each strap had hidden so little of her delightful body. “Let’s get wet and soapy.”
The shower was steamy and wonderful, my girl and I washing each other, making out under the hot spray. It was the ideal start to the new week.
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The next morning we awoke curled up together, naked as always. My eyes slowly opened, and I saw Liv gazing at me, a gentle little smile on her lips, pure love on her face. “Good morning, Cody.”
“Good morning, Liv.” It felt a little too formal, so I loosened things up with a long French kiss, which she responded to eagerly. Olivia turned and pressed her body against me, her nipples instantly erect against my chest, her warm, soft skin electric under my fingertips. Her right leg slipped over my left, and she used that as leverage to press me in closer to her. The scent of her juices filled the air, as if we hadn’t already made love the previous night.
My hand slid down past her waist, and I palmed her buttocks, squeezing them as she began to hump against me, rubbing her lush pubic triangle against my burgeoning hard-on. She moaned at the touch of my cock against her, and her leg pulled me in even closer. I wanted her so much every time I saw her, and I had loved last night, even though my cock never actually got to penetrate her pussy, and my cum had all spilled onto her bush, not inside her.
She apparently had the same thought too. “I want your dick inside me. Fuck me Cody…” Her whisper was irresistible, and I rolled on top of her. She spread her legs at the same moment her back lay against the mattress, and I entered her quickly and easily, thrusting into the wonderful and familiar, but still tantalizingly new, warmth.
It was a few minutes of languid thrusting before I felt myself quicken, my orgasm ready for its first morning appearance. When I started to pull my shoulders up, finding a better position for my final sprint before the finish, Liv put her arms around me, clutching me to her, cooing into my ear. “Fuck me slowly, baby… Just do it slow, make it last…”
Eager to please my beautiful girl, I set my jaw and slowed my thrusts, aware that my balls were beginning to ache with semen already set to spurt into her, willing it to wait for a few moments longer. Liv’s pussy was so slick, hot with passion, and I knew she wanted to prolong the ecstasy, and I wanted that for her. Even so, each thrust was a delicious agony as I resisted my climax. I moaned with the effort as much as the joy of fucking her, and she answered with the same sound, a carnal song of want and passion and release.
It was no use waiting any longer, my cum could no longer be denied. Still moving slowly, I felt the first pulse, and forced myself not to speed up, to keep moving slowly, deliberately… “Liv, baby…,” was all I could manage, but I saw in her eyes she knew what I hadn’t the spare energy to say.
She closed her eyes. “Cum, baby… Fill me up, fill me all the way…”
The rhythmic clenching of my balls quickened, and my cock quivered as the first portion of my cum crept out of me into her waiting pussy. I groaned, still keeping my motion controlled, moving barely enough to coax my load out. Instead of a tidal wave, my orgasm was a series of slow waves, each one depositing a little more of my cum on and in her shores. After five or six slow spurts, I reared back and she released my shoulders. Now my hips sped up, set free to drive the rest of it into her.
Liv grasped my ass, pulling me into her fiercely with each of my thrusts, and our matching moans became cries of simultaneous ecstasy, as I pounded her continuously. Even though I knew I had shot everything I had, I still kept humping her for over a minute after my balls were emptied, before collapsing almost on top of her. Now we were a little quieter, our gasps and sighs subsiding gradually in the morning air.
She was the first to speak, cradling me against her. “Baby, thank you… I just can’t get enough of you. Thank you for doing me slowly…”
I smiled, as worn out as if we hadn’t just slept all night. “Anything you want, Liv.”
“You, Cody. I want you, my love.” She was tired, too, and we fell back asleep, awakening a couple of hours later, and heading into the master bathroom for our morning shower.
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Sadly, we bathed quickly by necessity, since I had to rush off to Monday morning swim practice, where, despite my exhaustion, I made a good showing for the coach, even though I would have gladly fallen into bed, even by myself in my own, for an hour or two more of rest. Good enough for the coach to surprise me with an assignment to the mixed medley relay.
Dominic, our best butterfly guy, would lead off, followed by Nancy on the backstroke, Sheila for the breaststroke (yes, my cock twitched a little lazily at that thought), and I would bring up the final part of the relay doing freestyle, the more recent name for the Australian Crawl, what most people think of when they think of “swimming”. This was for the championships in three weeks, and the four of us were going to be working together on our timing from now until the meet, every weekday.
It would cut into the long afternoons with Liv, but the nights would be sweeter, I hoped, when I could make it over there. I would have to stay home at least two nights this week, and had already begun to plan my nocturnal schedule with Liv. Saturday would mean getting up early and getting to the pool for practice in the early morning, then returning to her for our playful sexual romp all night into Sunday morning.
Monday night was as sexually charged and as loving as Sunday. The minute I made it to her front door, Liv ushered me in and let the thick robe on her shoulders slide off to pool around her ankles in the entryway. In the muted fluorescent light inside, her less tanned top and bottom were almost luminous, and I was immediately lost in her passionate kisses and torrid embrace. We made short work of getting my clothes out of the way, discarding them in a pile by her robe, and we made love on the carpet right in front of the door. I wondered what would happen if Maximilian pulled another stunt and dropped Jack and Carla off five days early.
That failed to happen, thankfully, and it was a matter of a few minutes before we disentangled and lay side-by-side, panting. Liv reached for my hand and clasped it, and I returned her grip as we just stared at the popcorn ceiling, basking in the afterglow of feverish hallway sex.
Still staring up at the ceiling, Liv was the first to speak. “Baby, I was never this wild back in high school, boyfriend or not.”
“Neither was I. Stayed a virgin the whole time.” My reply was wholly innocent in tone, and she snorted back at me.
“Yeah, we took care of that gap in your education.” Turning her head, she looked at my profile, and sighed in contentment. “When I see you, all I want is you in my arms, holding me, and then all I want to do is strip us both naked and fuck all day and all night.”
Now I turned my head. “That sounds like what goes through my head every time I lay eyes, or hands, or a rigid cock on you.”
Another sigh. “Cody, I wish I’d gone to high school with you twenty years ago. It would have been so perfect to give up my virginity to you.”
“Like I did with mine?”
“Exactly like it, babe. Except on my parents’ couch, in the back seat of their Lincoln, showering at the gym when all the rest of the students are gone, and maybe getting walked in on by one of the cheerleaders while we are on all fours in the shower.”
“You are a little bit slutty, and I love it, Liv! Wouldn’t that leave tile marks on our knees?”
“A mark of distinction, babe. My point is there is so much I want to do with you that I’ve never done before, never wanted to do with another man.”
“Well, you can check off sex by the front door now.”
She smiled. “Checked that off quite some time ago when I was a newlywed. But it’s my first time doing that on this color of carpet. Or with the sexiest, lovingest man I’ve ever known. That’s the thing to check off my list!”
“So, what else would you like to check off your list?”
She turned fully onto her side, and I saw a secretive, sly look in her dark, sultry eyes. “Cody, my love, are you doing anything next weekend? Any swim meets?” Her palm was flat on my chest, stroking the hair absently, and she looked as lovely as I’d ever seen her.
“No, not for almost three weeks, actually…”
“Good! I’d love to take you out of town.” Her eyes shone like a woman my age in the first blush of new love. In truth, she was all the lovelier for her enthusiasm.
My heart skipped a beat, and I knew there was no possibility of turning her down. I wanted, as she did, to do everything together, and I remembered my dream a couple of nights earlier, us both naked on white sands by the ocean. “Where?” I knew I sounded eager, and her expression warmed even further.
“Monterey.” She blushed. “I already booked a suite overlooking the water, someplace special for us. We can eat at the local restaurants, or room service if you don’t want to miss any…quality time together. Another place I can let my wicked handyman…,”—her words practically oozed seduction— “…take advantage of a horny divorcee.” Liv’s breathing was barely controlled, and I knew I would say ‘yes’.
Staying out of town unchaperoned was new to me. All my other trips were with my parents, or teachers and coaches carefully hovering and watching, the two sexes kept apart the whole trip. So far, my parents considered everything I said plausible, like staying over at Jack’s. Technically, I was at Jack’s, but spending that time with, and more importantly in, Olivia, which my parents could never know. Olivia moved closer to me, placing her arm around my midriff and snuggling close, and I watched her every move, still thinking about how go without raising suspicions that I was doing something illicit. Like fucking one of Mom’s friends on the beach, came the unbidden and very wicked thought.
“I’d love to, Liv, but I have to figure out how to do it…”
Liv chuckled, a sound so overflowing with desire, lust and love that almost all I could think of was being naked with her and letting my cock explore the dark jungle at her crotch again before going all the way to the interior. She finished for me. “…How to give them a believable reason you’re not at home all weekend? I’ll also have to tell Maximilian I’ll be out of town so he has Jack and Carla. I won’t tell him what I’m doing out of town, of course…” Her grin turned sultry, calculating and sexy. “I have one or two ideas along those lines. Of course, I have other things on my mind first…”
My shorts and boxers were on the floor now, Liv’s hands stroking and kneading my rising hard-on. “Cody, I want you… Right now, I want you…” Her tongue snaked out and caressed my right nipple, before she kissed and sucked lightly on it. After a minute, she moved to the other, gently nipping at the now-erect flesh there. “Do you like that, baby?”
“Yes, fuck yes, Liv…”
“I’m so ready for you to make love to me again.”
We stood up again, leaving our clothes lying where we had left them. When I lifted her in my arms, she gave a girlishly delighted squeak, and I carried her upstairs, mindful of the carpet on the steps, not stumbling even once. I turned to her—our—bedroom, and gently laid her down on the neatly made bed. She rolled over onto her hands and knees before I could get on top of her. Looking back over her shoulder, eyes lit with passion, she whispered, “Take me from behind, Cody, put your cock in from the back.”
Snuggling up behind her, the fronts of my thighs against the backs of hers, her pale buttocks, a very visible break in the deep tan over the rest of her, were a beacon, summoning me to satisfy both of us again. Her sunrise tattoo seemed to wink at me, keen on what I was about to do with the naked woman sporting it. I ran my hard-on along her slit, searching for entry. Liv was shorter than me, which put her pussy at exactly the right height for me to plunge inside when I found it. She moaned when I pushed all the way into her, slowly. The sensation, how we fit together, was different, exotic.
Liv gyrated her hips, something difficult to do when I was on top of her, and moaned again. Her backside pushed against my groin cyclically. “Fuck…baby. Always wanted to do this one, have you take me on all fours, like animals… Fuck me hard that way…” We’d done something close to this at breakfast a couple of weeks ago, but doing it on the bed was different, somehow sexier. She panted with a husky undertone, moaning at each of my moves forward. My hands lay on her hips, and she let me start controlling the tempo, cooing soft, filthy words of endearing encouragement.
The sight of her sexy, tanned back and pale ass, framed so perfectly by her long dark tresses, was almost more beautiful than I could stand. Craning my neck to the side, I saw one of her breasts swinging with each thrust, the nipple grazing the bedspread, likely both of them. Liv spread her thighs a little further apart, and lowered her shoulders to the bed, changing the angle I was entering her. “Fuck me hard, Cody. I want to feel you cum in my hot little pussy. Fucking fill me up, baby!”
Once again, I couldn’t say no. Still kneeling behind her, I pulled her hips into me with each of my thrusts. She pushed back herself, and soon we were fucking with gusto, no longer slow and deliberate, but completely free, fully committed to our lovemaking. “Oh, fuck…Liv…” It had been less than an hour, but hot cum streamed out into her waiting twat, driving matching moans from her, and she was even wetter now, before we both pitched forward like a collapsing house of cards.
Our breaths grew less ragged by degrees, and Liv was the first to speak. “Hungry?”
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Liv heated a couple of TV dinners for us, eager to get back to slaking her thirsts, and mine. Over a bite of Salisbury Steak, I winked at her. “So, first time doggy-style, Liv?”
She blushed, all the way down to her waist, probably further, but the dining room table blocked my view below her luscious, tanned hips. “First time with you, Cody. First time I enjoyed it, so, yes, that gets checked off my list.”
After dinner, still naked, we headed outside and sunned ourselves in the lounge chairs, after first slowly spreading suntan oil on each other. Later, we played Marco Polo in the pool, and she led me on a merry chase through the water, granting me the quickest of touches along her glorious body before slipping out of my grasp each time. It was several minutes before she allowed me to corner her by the steps, and I took her into my arms to make the capture complete and official.
She responded to her joyous incarceration with a series of kisses all over my face and chest, and her tongue lingered on my chest before she dropped beneath the surface to take my wakening cock into her mouth for three quick strokes. Coming up for air, she giggled. Keeping her voice low, she floated on her tummy, arms around me, her buttocks peeking above the surface as the pool splashed and eddied with her movements. “Cody, I feel so young when I’m with you. I could just stay in bed and the pool with you all day. I love you…” She kissed me, and I marveled once more at her eagerness and sexiness. She was the loveliest I’d ever seen, even more than the first time I saw her naked under the pool shower.
I kissed her back, and looked back into her eyes. “I love you, too, Liv. I never get tired of telling you that, sweetheart. You’re the most gorgeous woman…”
“…You’ve ever seen naked?” She sounded a little giddy, drunk on love and lust.
I nodded, laughing a bit myself. “Or imagined naked. So many of those girlie pics, they look so serious, even angry a couple of them. Your smile makes you even sexier.”
For a moment I thought she was going to cry, then she hugged me tight, curling up into my arms tightly. “Oh, baby, thank you, thank you, thank you. I didn’t know I could love you even more.”
“It’s true, Liv. It’s not just how gorgeous and sexy you are, but how happy you are being with me, how happy you are when we’re in bed…”
“I am, my love, happier than I think I’ve ever been. And I’m happy because I feel young with you, my handsome stud!” She kissed me again, this time more passionately, longingly, and pressed her breasts against my chest, suddenly panting. “Let’s go upstairs and shower, and go to bed. We have a whole book to get through, baby…” Her words were breathless, almost haunting in their intensity, and I nearly leapt out of the pool with her.
We tracked sodden footprints in the shag carpet, heading up to the second floor, and swiftly stepped into the shower, getting the last traces of oil off each other. Liv held me tight the whole time, keeping me against her naked breasts and flat belly and lush pussy, just holding me for several minutes. At first I wondered what was wrong, but she kept smiling contentedly, and I decided nothing, after all, could possibly be wrong. Eventually, we dried off and made our way to our bed.
The position du jour she chose from the Dirty Book was very interesting. Liv had me lie back, my cock ready for her again, and she faced towards my feet, straddling me, inserting it inside her and letting me watch her ass, my cock making an appearance each time she lifted it off my groin. “Oh, Cody, fuck… This feels so good…” She kept humping and grinding, panting with desire, giving soft little coos into the air each time she settled downward.
I had my hands on her hips, mostly, my thumbs on each buttock, and I squeezed her ass in time to our thrusts. “Liv… This…feels…great…” And it did, like fucking her bent over the kitchen counter, or coming in from behind her doggy style, but with me lying beneath her. I guessed that it felt different, maybe from gravity pulling in a different direction than if I were standing, but it didn’t matter. If Liv loved doing it this way, I knew we both would.
But she wasn’t done. After humping my hard-on for several minutes, she laid back on top of me, the tan outline of her bikini top against my chest, her firm, muscular buttocks against the front of my hips, her whole body from her pussy on up pressed back first into me. Her knees were still bent, her legs still spread for me, her pussy still inviting and wet. My cock rose into her from underneath, almost doing her from behind like earlier, and she whispered, “Run your hands all over my body, baby. Touch me everywhere…”
How could I refuse?
My fingertips and palms travelled the length of her, from shoulders to hips. I lingered on the firm, huge breasts I loved, felt her dark, responsive nipples stiffen as she kept riding me, rocking up and down. My dick popped out of her only twice, and she guided it swiftly back inside without climbing off of me. Reaching between her thighs, I felt for the twin cliffs on either side of the glorious chasm I was exploring, and started to rub the inside of her labia with both sets of fingertips, brushing against her swollen, wet clit several times.
Liv reached behind herself to my neck, bracing one hand there and leaning back, her face on the other side. Her pussy tightened, still soaked with her juices. “Fuck…I’m so close baby. Play with my clit while you fuck me.” I continued doing exactly that, and she arched her back, her buttocks pressed as far into me as she could make them go. “Oh, fuck me baby. Cum inside me…I’m so ready for you…”
I was ready too. Still fingering her clit and labia, I tightened my abs, lifting my hips so my hard-on would penetrate just a little bit more. Four or five more thrusts was all I could manage. “Liv, baby, I’m going to cum…”
“Cum for me, baby, I want you to make me cum so hard…” She was in a sexual rapture, drawing me along with her, voice soft and insistent, just short of an imperious command, one I was increasingly willing to obey. Liv’s juices were slick and hot, inundating the length of her pussy and clit, and I used two fingers, one on either side of the little nub, rubbing her as I kept pounding her wet cunt.
I came with no further urging. I cupped her breasts, thrusting my cock into her as I unloaded my own thick, hot offering inside her. Liv’s voice rose as mine did, both of us screaming the latest finale to our lovemaking into the bedroom. She relaxed back into me, her back now flat along my chest and belly as she exhaled, the last dregs of our climax escaping through our throats into the room.
After my body stopped quivering, I kept running my fingertips over her torso, down to her pussy and up to her shoulders. Liv’s hand was still cradling my head, and she sighed feelingly. “You are the best, most perfect lover a horny girl could ever have. God, Cody, that was marvelous…”
“Your dirty book, Liv…”
“And our bodies making it come true, or just cum…” She managed a tired little giggle, very sexy and endearing. She had me help her sit up, then, squatting, lifted her buttocks slowly off of me, and I saw my dick pulling out of her just as slowly, flecks of cum sticking to the shaft, and finally the head was visible, and at last the very tip worked its way free. We both sighed at that moment, and she moved next to me, her head on my shoulder, eyes half-open.
I hugged her to me, and kissed her on the nose, eliciting another weary giggle. “I’m learning so much from you Liv. I can’t imagine a better lover.”
“Neither can I.” She covered a laugh with her hand.
“What?”
“Just thinking. ‘Olivia’s Academy of Sexual Congress for Wayward Boys’ has a nice ring to it, don’t you think?” Her eyes were merry, delighted.
“Can’t wait for my graduation exercises, Liv.”
“You’ve already graduated, now it’s just continuing education.” She shifted and lay on top of me, her knees on the bed to either side of my hips. “Besides, you’re already in the advanced program, ready for your doctorate in Sexual Aerobics and Pleasing the Professor.”
After some more pillow talk, we fell asleep in that same position, Liv’s gorgeous body the perfect blanket for me, and mine the perfect cushion for her.