My girlfriend Natalya and her mother Natasha [M/F teens milf]

I caressed Natalya’s butt. “Are you awake?” The morning wood pointed straight at her. It was no better way to rub it off than some morning sex. I could still see the crust of yesterday’s cum on her pussy. I wanted to enter her again, especially before her mother came home. It was another reason for that as well. I was sexually attracted to her mother, even slightly more than her daughter. And Natalya had told me would spend our day with her. Going out in this hot weather with both her and her mother in unveiling clothes would blueball me to the point of torture.

“What is it?” she murmured.

I pressed my dick between her ass. “What do you think?”

She checked her phone. “My mother is home soon. You know that?”

I pressed my dick farther inside. “I’m rock hard. I’ll be quick.”

“Be quick then. But I’m too tired to change position.”

I rubbed the tip against her pussy lips and slid right in. The first thrust was always the best. I lifted her leg up and was right about to quicken my pace. I heard her mother’s car, and she was equally as quick to enter the door. “Fuck.”

She laughed a little. “There will always be another opportunity.”

“Natalya, my little sweetheart?” her mother Natasha called from the living room. “It’s eleven am, aren’t you awake?”

“We’re coming.”

I truly wish it were I who were coming.

Natalya yawned and swung her legs off the bed. “Common and let’s get dressed.”

I mumbled some painful words. I got up and stood staring out the window. It was a great view on top of the hill. I and Natalya had known each other for six months. We were both nineteen. Her mother Natasha was wealthy. I’d no idea how wealthy, but the home, her Cayenne, fancy boat, and her farm with horses, she was way above upper class. She travelled a lot for work. Apparently as a manager for a riding equipment business. I spotted some people glancing up at me. I didn’t care if people saw me naked. I had too cool down one way or another before seeing her mother. She threw my swimming shorts that landed right on my hard dick. “What are you dreaming of?”

I spanked her ass. “What do you think?”

She got close and I made sure to squeeze her again, including her tits. “You can’t do that when my mother is around,” she whispered but smiled.

I pushed her long light brown hair behind her ears. A beautiful face with cute dimples and a petite nose. She had hazel eyes. The same as her mother’s. Her tits so young and ripe and soft to touch. Her ass and hips on the smaller side, but I could still see them jiggle when giving her a spank or two.

I kissed her lips. “You know you’re hard to resist.”

“No more dirty talk. I want to go to the beach now.”

“The beach?”

“Yeah, it was my mother’s idea.”

I was blueballed already and now we were going to the beach with her mother. Now I was definitely double screwed. We got dressed and went down. She stood there in a beige bikini, sunhat and sunglasses. Her waist-lenght brown hair thrown behind her. I smelled the hay and fur. I could tell she’d just been with her horses at the farm. I wondered how many dicks those impressive hips had ridden, and those breasts… more like two soft melons just hanging there. Even in my dreams I couldn’t fit them in both of my hands. She was also tall about the same height as I. She always looked like she had all the time in the world. Maybe the stress-free life that kept her looks so young but still mature and hot at the same time. I knew she was all natural as well. Unlike Natalya, she rarely used makeup.

“Long night?” She smiled.

“No, just a lazy boyfriend,” said Natalya.

“I woke up before you though.”

“For all the right reasons,” Natalya laughed.

Natasha presented a new bikini to her daughter. It was triangle top that would only cover her nipples almost, and a teeny thong that would show her entire butt. What a hot ass mother who buys that to her daughter. Natalya got dressed in them immediately. Gosh how I wanted to fuck her so badly.

After we’d gotten something to eat, we drove straight to the beach. The nearest beach was only a fifteen minutes’ walk, but we went to another where her sunseeker was docked. Natasha held onto the gear stick longer than usual. She rubbed the tip with her thumb. I imagined how her hand would stroke it gently. The touch of all five of her experienced fingers. I shook my head before getting too hard. I glanced at the mirror. She had an eye on me behind the shades. I didn’t know if I was imagining but I thought she winked at me as well.

Luckily it wasn’t too many people at the beach. I was hopeful Natalya could give me a handjob in the water. Just a few strokes would do the trick. I tried not to look too much at Natasha. My dick was currently soft. A boner now would mean little room to tuck it behind the pants.

“I forgot to pee earlier.” Natalya kissed my cheek. “Take my chair for me.”

Well then, now I couldn’t ignore her. “I’m sure a strong man like you can handle three chairs. Back pain from riding too much.”

“Sure.”

She pulled me into a hug. Her breasts pushed into my chest. “Thank you sweety.”

Once she let go, I picked up the chair and carried it in front of me. The blood rushed from my chest, where her sweet breasts had just touched, to the tip of my penis. I took the rest of the chairs and went to the beach. Of course, she was right next to me, swinging her wide hips and letting her breasts bounce left and right. “Did you two have fun yesterday?”

“Yeah, it passed by way too quick.”

“And… did you finish what you started earlier?”

She caught me off guard. Had she spotted my boner? “No unfortunately.”

“Sorry about that. I know my little sweetheart doesn’t like talking about sex when I’m around.”

Natalya caught up with us. “I can’t wait to jump into the water.” I got no time to sit down for a breath or two. She giggled and grabbed my arm. “Now, let’s get wet together.”

I tucked my boner against the pants as quickly as possible. I prayed no one saw me. On the way to the water, she briefly touched me. “Why are you still rock hard?”

“It’s from you… the unfinished business earlier.”

She placed her hands on her hips and gave me a look. “You spoke to my mother earlier.”

“Yeah… so?”

She didn’t look all that happy but shrugged it off at the end.

When I was alone with her in the water, I finally noticed how hot she was in that bikini. I touched her breasts, that part of the triangle that just covered her nipples was so teasing. “This is the hottest thing I’ve seen.”

“I’m glad to have a mother that thinks of her daughter.”

I wrapped my arms around her buttocks and pulled her closer to me. She tried to make some eye contact. I just stared at her ripe breasts dripping of water and sweat. “I want my dick between them so badly.”

“Next time we’re alone I will wear them for you.”

I grabbed a hold of her legs. She laughed. “What are you doing?”

I lifted her up so I could see her teeny thong. Just a small garment covering her vagina and butt. I pulled her bottom close to my face and kissed her clitoris. “One more,” she laughed.

I kissed her again before I had to put her down. “Let me just peek at your nipple.”

“You have to catch me.” She dived under water and swam away. I dived after her. The water was clear enough so I could see her kicking feet and teasing butt. I swam all I could. I was getting horny again. I wanted to rip her clothes off so badly. I caught her feet and dragged her toward me. I pulled her bikini to the side and saw her innocent, pink little nipple. I sucked it for a few seconds. It had never tasted so good.

“Are you still thinking of fucking me?” she asked.

“What else should I be thinking of?” I slipped my hand under her bikini and got my fingers between her vagina lips. I kissed her neck but spotted her sunbathing mother, getting more tanned and more golden. She pulled me away, so I had to look at her. “There’s no one behind my shoulder you are peeking at?”

“Only your sweet ass.”

She reached for my dick and tried stroking it. She laughed. “It’s impossible under water. I’ll just be blueballing you more.”

“Just a few touches,” I begged.

“No, I want to get tanned like my mother.” It was typical her changing her mind like that. Natasha was still lying there, her legs spread out and breasts pointing to the sky. “Don’t you like lying in the sun?”

I’d rather lay on top of your mother. “I guess, you get tired of being in the water.”

I hoped I could steal her spot next to Natasha. Lying on the side, I could peek at her amazing body for hours. I put down our towel and Natalya was already poking my shoulder. “No.”

“Does it even matter?”

“No, that’s why you lay on my left.”

We lay down on the towel. She was already playing with my hair, her little fingers twirling and stroking the strands. I turned to her. She squeezed her breasts together when she lay on her side. “You need a new haircut.”

“We went to the hairdresser a month ago.”

“Yeah but you still need one.”

“We’ll see. Maybe tomorrow, my parents are home all day anyway.”

“Let’s go camping instead.”

I blinked. “What about the haircut?”

“That can wait.”

“What?” Her fickle mind caught me by surprise sometimes.

“My mother is also home.” She reached her small hands under my shorts and gave my dick a squeeze. “It’s better for privacy.”

She pressed her lips onto mine. We tongue kissed for a brief moment. I wanted more though. “Not too many sounds.” She hinted that her mother was behind her. She was still lying there like she had all the time in the world.

“You are the one who makes the noises.”

“It’s not a true,” she said and kissed me again. “Are my lips dry?”

It annoyed me how she kissed me and then went away again. “Nothing that bothers me.”

“Mom?”

She pushed up her shades. “Yeah?”

“Can you buy us some ice cream?”

“Of course, sweetheart.”

She came back with three vanilla cones. One of them was already melting. She gave us one each and then sucked the white cream of her fingers. I had my eyes on Natasha when she sat down. She extended her tongue and licked the tip of the cone. She was enjoying it. She changed grip now and then and made sure to lick the sides. She spilled some of that white cream on her breasts. She wiped it off with her finger and sucked it really good. I had to avert but right next to me was Natalya sucking and licking as well. I looked to the left, hoping to find a view that would soften my dick. The pain was returning to my testicles. The load, which was supposed to be shot many hours ago, was still waiting to be fired. “Should we go to the boat?” Natalya tugged her mother’s bra with her sticky fingers.

Natasha swallowed. She removed her glasses and looked at me with her hazel eyes. “What do you say should we ride the waves together?”

“I would more than love to.”

Her boat was 30 feet. It had two bedrooms and an open living room. It must have cost a million at least. We stepped onto the pier. Natalya had gotten her energy back from the ice cream. I sure got more tingly. She kissed me and held my hand firmer. I licked the vanilla stains from her upper lip. She sure knew what it reminded me of. She got close and whispered. “You wish it was yours.”

“If we find some room,” I told her, “let’s sneak us into her bedroom.”

She glanced at her mother who was ahead of us. “We’ll see… I’m getting a little horny as well.”

Natasha rarely used the chair when steering the boat. She stood up. Her great breasts resting there as usual and hair flowing freely with the wind. She could be quiet and mysterious sometimes. I wonder what she was hiding under her clothes. Natalya pulled my arm. “What are you looking at?” she sounded annoyed now. I was usually discreet when checking out her mother, but this day had been different. She touched my dick. “Alright, we can have sex, but no spanking or rough fucking.”

Finally. “Should we use her bed?”

“Yeah sure, go down and pretend to be ill in the toilet.”

I rose and tried to say over the whistling winds. “Stomachache.” I went to the bathroom. I had to piss anyway. I sat down. It was impossible to piss standing with a boner. I spotted something in the corner. Lingerie underwear. My eyes lit up. The wide ass. It was Natasha’s size. I reached for it as if it were a pot of gold. The scent was flowing into my nose. I couldn’t get enough. I pushed it so hard against my nostrils. I was breathing into it. It must be her sweet pussy. I licked it, tasted it and sucked the fabric. Her flavors. I finally I got to taste them. I had to masturbate. I rose up and pushed the ass part to my face. Just a few strokes that would do the trick. The door opened. I flinched and threw it behind me. I reached down for my shorts but fell with my head against the wall. I questioned in that moment if Natalya would break up with me. She took my shoulders and straightened me up. That firm grip. It was Natasha. She tried her hardest to hold in her smile. “I guess she has been extra mean to you. I’m though searching for my panties, have you seen them?”

I pulled my pants up and shook my head.

“I will continue to look then… nice size.”

I went up, blushing so deeply I wanted to bury my head in the sand. Natalya wasn’t looking so happy either, but she was obviously questioning why I looked so embarrassed. “What happened?”

“Nothing really… uhm, I forgot to lock the bathroom door.”

“Oh… it’s nothing, that happens.”

“Uh yeah.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t warn you. She can be sneaky sometimes.”

She came strolling right back up. “Did you find what you were looking after?” asked Natalya.

She smiled. “In the bathroom.”

I blushed even deeper. Natalya looked even more puzzled.

It started getting windy, so we decided to head back. Natalya tried to find something to talk about, but I still felt embarrassed of what had happened. We got back to the pier and decided to head for home. I could tell she felt bad for me. “I’ll make it up for you.” She pressed her lips onto my cheeks again. “Don’t you want them on your cock instead?”

“Yeah.”

“We can take the bus instead. I’ll blow you there.”

I squeezed her ass. “You’re my girl.”

“Mum, we’ll take the bus home.”

“It’s alright my sweetheart. I’ll see you home later.”

She waved at me. I could swear I saw her wink behind those shades again.

“She never asks why?”

“You know my mum. She usually doesn’t like to meddle.”

I had a feeling though she understood why.

The sun was setting. The day had passed by slower than usual. Natalya smiled and put on my favorite strawberry lipstick. The anticipation was building up. The bulge grew bigger. She was still wearing her hot bikini and I was still in my swimming shorts. We entered the bus and went all the way back. I stroked her smooth brown hair and rubbed my thumb at those fine lips. She slipped her hand under my shorts and got her five fingers on my dick. “It’s only two stations left, you better stroke me harder.”

She looked around. “Dummy, pull the curtains together.”

I honestly didn’t mind but pulled them together. I threw her hair behind her, so I could see when her pink lips touched the tip. She spat and made sure to rub it in. She took it half away in and gagged. I always loved those sounds. I made sure to push it further inside so she could gag some more. “Look me in the eyes.” She pointed her innocent eyes at me while she continued to suck. I breathed harder and harder. “Ahh yeah.” Her saliva spilled onto her hands, and it felt so wet as if I were fucking her. I combed her hair with my fingers and pushed my dick further inside of her mouth. “Continue, I’m a few seconds away from coming.” Three more strokes with her pink lips and I shot my load right into her throat. She made sure to squeeze out the last drops of cum in her mouth. I leaned back. I felt comfortably numb. I could finally breathe out. She tugged my arm and pointed at the door. Her mouth was still filled with cum. On our way out she made sure to spit it out in the garbage can.

“Are you finally happy now?” she asked me while I hugged er at the bus station.

I wiped some white stuff from her lips. “That was great.”

“I’ll spend some more time with my mother this evening. Call me tomorrow when you wake up.” She kissed me on the lips, and we parted for now. What a messy day. At least it had a happy ending.

I got home and was so tired I just wanted to crash into bed. My father was already home from work, sipping his evening coffee and enjoying a book. “Long day?” he asked me.

“Sort of.”

“You got a letter. I put it on your desk. I think it is from Natalya.”

I blinked. “Oh okay.” I went up to my desk. It was shaped as a heart, glossy and crimson red. I opened it slowly, completely clueless from whom. It certainly could not have been from Natalya.

“I am not so far off from your hands, not at all up in the skies.

I am curious about your young glans, after I saw it with my own eyes.

I know when a man dreams of my hips, by just watching his drooling lips.

You might think I just stare at the blue.

But I promise that I will be waiting for you.”

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