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Hot Tub Mom Again, almost a Bust

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I often go to my mom’s house to relax in her spa after a long workday. If you read my previous story, you know my mom (61) and I (36) had a beautiful encounter in her hot tub.

I was thrilled and ready to go more, go further, dive deeper. But I had to dampen my excitement a bit. This didn’t feel like the beginning of a torrid affair. I didn’t want to seem over eager and turn mom off to this.

However, I have continued to show up regularly with hopes of another special moment together.

This past Friday was one of those days.

I have been over multiple times since our first encounter. A couple times I ended up in the tub alone but she hangs with me most nights.

Last Friday I thought I’d take a more direct approach. Last time she reacted to my need when she caught me naked and jerking. Let’s recreate that a bit.

My idea was simple: go to the house, change into nothing, talk with her in the house while nude before I head out back. She was unfazed by my naked body before, so this shouldn’t be out of the norm.

I called to see if it was ok I stopped by.

“Yes,” mom said, “I’m about to head out back myself.”

The first part of my plan was foiled. She would already be out back. But onward I pressed.

I pulled into the drive and went in as fast as I could. I undressed in the bathroom leaving everything folded on the counter.

I had a semi as I started out the back door.

I announced my arrival as I got close. I didn’t want to startle her. “Hey mom, I’m here.”

I heard her response as I came around a row of hedges which opened up to the hot tub. I heard it, but processing it took a second and, by then, I was standing in plain view.

“We’re in the tub.”

“We’re”…as in we are…as in my mom was not alone.

In my excitement to get there I missed a giant clue. There was another car in the driveway. My brain must have computed that the other car as my mom’s car. My brain forgot my mom always parks in the garage.

The car belonged to Cindy. Cindy was my moms oldest friend. I called her Aunt Cindy growing up, though there was no relation. I played hockey with her son for years.

Cindy was barely 5’ tall with short blonde hair and tits too big to be natural. The rumor back in our school days was they were store bought.

There she was, spilling out of her one piece with some sort of fruity cocktail in her hand staring at me.

There was a moment of shock for most of us. Most being Cindy and I. My mom had big eyes and a smile that told me she expected something like this. It’s possible she thought I would have on a tiny speedo, but nonetheless she did not see completely shocked.

I only let the shock last a moment. I figured it was best to play it cool and act as if this is normal.

“Oh hey Cindy,” I started as I stepped up into the tub and slid down into my seat. It was official: she has now seen my cock.

“Hey! Long time, no see,” she shot back. “How’ve you been?”

“Busy.” For the next fifteen minutes the three of us played catch up. We made small talk about everything under the sun, except why I was naked.

“Well it’s my time to head home. It was great to see you,” Cindy said as she started to exit. I grabbed her hand for support as she left. I must say, Cindy looked good. I believe the rumors were true.

My mom followed Cindy out.

“I’m about cooked too,” mom said. As she stepped out behind Cindy she turned and locked eyes with me. “Stay here,” she mouthed at me.

At this point I thought I was in trouble. I’m 36 years old and my mom is going to come back here and yell at me.

Ten minutes had passed when I heard Cindy’s car start and heard her drive away. A minute later my mom came back.

With that cheeky smile she asked, “What the hell were you thinking?”

“I was thinking I had a long week, and I was thinking I wanted to really relax for an evening, and I was thinking about the other night, and I was not thinking Cindy would be here!”

She laughed. “Well you can guess what Cindy and I will be talking about when we see each other next.”

“Sorry it has to be about why your son hangs out naked with you.”

“Could be worse,” mom said, “she doesn’t know about the other night.”

“True. On the flip side, I can’t get the other night out of my head. That’s part of why I didn’t bring a suit over.”

“Oh yeah,” mom said.

Time to rip off the bandaid, I thought.

“Yes. Truthfully, I think you’re a beautiful woman. The other night was, without question, the most fulfilling night I ever had with a woman. I know it won’t lead to anything beyond what it is. But I enjoyed you, I’d like to enjoy you more, and I was serious about returning the favor.”

If you didn’t read the last story she gave me the most sensuous handjob. I had an extremely stressful week and she made it all melt away. She was topless. It was amazing. I told her then I’d like to return the favor.

“What do you have in mind,” she asked.

“What I have in mind will be difficult in the hot tub. Can we go inside?”

She smiled and grabbed my towel. I jumped out, naked and now hard. I followed her bikini-clad body into the house. Goodness she is gorgeous.

She invited me to her room and once there said, “You’re turn.”

“Is there anything off limits?” I asked not wanting to overstep and ruin a good thing.

“We will know if we get there,” she said.

I stepped forward and kissed her. I’ll admit, kissing is a bit strange. Face to face you remain aware this is your mom. Although I didn’t have an issue I thought she might. I decided focus on just trying to fulfill her womanly needs.

I removed her bikini top and had her sit on the bed. I knelt in front of her and sucked on nipples until they were nice and hard.

I then had her lay back and I worked her swim bottoms off. She draped her legs over my shoulders as I began to kiss on her pussy.

I licked around her lips before nuzzling in to her clit. I sucked on her clit like a miniature blow job before working down and getting my tongue into her vagina.

She moaned and moved with the motion of my tongue. It was working! She was loving it as much as I loved my first time with her.

My dick was covered in precum. I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on.

I popped my head up. “Is there anything I can do for you?”

She sat up. “Will you go in?”

I shook my head affirmatively and she began to scoot back on the bed. She opened her legs and I climbed on top. I slowly put my throbbing cock into her pussy. Between my precum and her being so wet, there was no resistance.

We started slow, and then we found our rhythm. We got into a groove. Her tits were bouncing as we pounded away.

She asked to get on top. I flipped to my back and she mounted me. We found are rhythm again. I had no idea she could move her hips like that.

It came time. “I’m going to cum!” I didn’t want to presume it would be ok. I wasn’t worried about getting her pregnant, just trying to be a gentleman.

“Just go babe.”

I held on as long as I could and then released my load right inside her. She rode through it and then we slowed down.

They bed was covered in her juices and my cum dripped from her pussy as she dismounted me.

Mom spoke as she caught her breath. “That was excellent!”

“Im thrilled you were able to enjoy it,” I said.

We both got off the bed and got dressed. After getting my clothes on in the bathroom I met my mom in the living room. She had a mildly serious look.

She came up and hugged me. “You know this isn’t a relationship. It can’t be, that’s not what I’m looking for at least.”

“I adore you, always have, always will,” I started. “I understand this isn’t a relationship. But what I’d like this to is an understanding that if you need someone, I’ll be here. I want to be that for you.”

“Me too,” she said. We closed out our night with a slightly awkward, mildly giggly kiss. We are like two teenagers.

I’ll keep you posted!

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