My swimsuit was in the wash. Normally I'd just wait, but I wanted to lie out by the pool, so I opted to "borrow" one of my daughter's. She has plenty, and I'm sure she wouldn't mind... or so I told myself.
I was all alone, so I picked out something that would normally be quite daring for me - a bikini.
I pulled it on and looked in the mirror. Part of me felt like rolling up into a ball, embarrassed by its showiness, but it was just me going out to the pool, no one else would see it. And I have to admit, I looked pretty good.
I had always worked to keep myself in decent shape, but after my husband left me for someone not much older than our daughter, I hit the gym extra hard. I would not try to win him back, but I was going to find someone who could appreciate me, and I wanted them to like what they saw.
Sure, my ex had already knocked up Candi... with an "i" as she likes to tell everyone, like it makes it better. But I had the experience she didn't, which made me a better lover in my own way, and I knew it. I was going to best the two of them in that way.
As I lay out by the pool, reading a book, I couldn't help but hear some giggling. I looked around and saw my daughter and a couple of her ex-boyfriends heading out to the pool. She was wearing something even skimpier, and the guys were enjoying it. Of course, they were wearing board shorts, but being topless... well... I wasn't married anymore, and what's the harm in looking?
"Oh, hey Mrs. Robinson," Brad said.
"Hello Mrs. Robinson," Terry said.
I waved hello to them and went back to my book... sort of. I was looking over the top, watching them, and that's when I noticed they were watching me as well.
Sure, my daughter was wearing a skimpier bikini, but I filled this one out a little better. I mean, having a couple of kids is good for something in the body. I guess that made this bikini as skimpy as her's, when you considered my body in it. I smiled at the fact that a couple of horny kids would look at me.
Of course, that made me wonder why they hung out with each other. I mean, I never hung out with my exes after breaking up with them... even in high school when they say, "We can still be friends..." we never were. Was this something different about the generation?
I noticed how the guys would swim up close to my daughter, and they all laughed and swam away. Since the divorce, I had a hard time keeping Emily in line. She was a lot more rebellious, and part of me chalked it up to being 18. Part of me... well, I remember what I was like at that age, and I wasn't sure I wanted to have discussions about what I was doing back then. I mean, I'm not a prude. I know my daughter has slept with both of them... maybe that's why I was surprised she was still friends with them.
I went inside, and could feel the guys trying to sneak a peek. I have to admit; I liked it. But it also gave a bit of the ick knowing what they've done to my daughter. I couldn't help but wonder if I had interrupted a time when the three of them were planning on being together... at once.
I knocked back a glass of wine, and then poured myself another as the group came in. "Hey Mom," she said. "I forgot I had a thing at Tiffany's house..."
The guys just nodded. "So I'm going to dress and head out. Can you get the guys something to drink?"
"The guys aren't going with you?"
"It's a school project... I don't think they want to do my schoolwork for me... not that I'd trust them to do it right," she said.
I knew what she meant. These two guys were cute... but not exactly the sharpest knives in the drawer.
She hurried off, not even thinking of sending the guys home. So there they were, looking at me, while I held my wine glass and was wondering what was going to come next. Knowing that their attention was on me, I kind of shrunk back, hoping they weren't looking at me too much.
"Can I get you a glass of tea or soda? Something else?"
They kind of smirked at the something else. I hadn't meant it to be dirty, but in reflection I saw just how dirty it sounded. I shrunk back down, embarrassed, and hid what I was.
"Oh, don't do that. You look wonderful. I wish more women were are pretty as you."
"You mean, for my age..."
"No period. You're quite..." He didn't want to say the word he was thinking of.
"Oh, you must talk a lot of girls out of their panties with words like that."
"What? No, that's not what I mean..."
"Oh, so you're celibate?"
"No. I didn't say that either now... It's just," he stopped, and smiled. "Well, I guess I do all right."
"And are you trying to get in my panties now?" I figured we were beyond flirting, or teasing, or whatever we were doing.
"I mean... I wouldn't say no," he said, taking a step toward me.
"And what about you?" I said to the other young man in my kitchen.
"I never say no," he said, walking toward me as well.
The two of them were now standing beside me as I sat in the chair drinking my wine. I went from sipping to gulping the remaining wine in one solid swallow. They stood over me, and each offered me a hand to help me stand.
Brad put his hand under my chin and tilted it toward him. He leaned in and kissed me.
As I broke the kiss with him, I turned toward Terry, and kissed him. He eagerly kissed me back.
As I moved to kiss Brad, he placed his hand on my hip and pulled me in closer. His hand moved backward, then down as he grabbed my ass and kissed me. I had been stiff; I was a little nervous with the two of them. But as his tongue penetrated my mouth, I relaxed and melted into his arms.
Feeling those two young men against me... well, it was something my body had needed... had craved - yet I knew we shouldn't. "We shouldn't..."
"Are you sure?" Brad asked me.
He took one of my hands, and ran it down his chiseled chest, and to his shorts, which he had partially pulled down. I felt his smooth abs, and not looking, kept feeling down. I was going to stop once I felt his bush, but clearly he shaved it, as the next thing I felt was his dick.
Terry had taken my other hand and led it straight to his dick.
I was now holding two dicks, one in each hand, and my mind went blank. I was thinking only with my body.
"If you want this to happen," I paused for a second, knowing there was no going back now, "follow me," I said, walking to my bedroom. "And be naked before we get to my bed. If you're wearing any clothes in my bedroom, I'll kick you out."
I didn't mean it, but I wanted what I wanted, and I was going to make sure I got it.
As they climbed into bed with me, I felt their naked flesh against mine as they resumed making out with me. We kissed and fondled for what felt like forever... yet it still wasn't long enough, or enough.
As I bent over to take Brad's dick in my mouth, Terry fingered my wet pussy. I moaned as I wrapped my lips around Brad's dick.
"Oh, that feels so good," he said.
As I was sucking dick, I felt Terry lick my pussy from the other end. I looked down, and sure enough, that's what he was doing. He wasn't particularly skilled at it, but he was good enough, and super enthusiastic.
I released Brad from my mouth and turned to Terry. I wanted to properly thank him for licking my pussy, and I hoped Brad would do so as well.
And he did for a minute until he realized just how wet I was. I felt him stop, and then move behind me. He held onto my hips and pushed his dick into me with one swift move. I have to admit - I liked it and moaned all over Terry's cock as I felt Brad push all the way inside of me.
As Brad fucked me doggy style, I stoked, and sucked on Terry, until I couldn't. My orgasm hit me like a massive wave crashing down on me. This was something I hadn't had in far too long. I needed it. Oh, did I ever need this, I thought to myself just as it hit.
I cried out in pleasure as Brad pushed through and kept fucking me. How he hadn't cum yet, I wasn't sure, and didn't care. I wasn't thinking about that. I was lost in my bliss.
"Uh," I heard him cry out as I was still cumming. "I can't hold back anymore…"
"Do it," I said without thinking. "Cum in me."
I couldn't believe I had heard those words come out of my own mouth. But I wasn't thinking with my brain… but with my pussy. And my pussy felt the blast of cum like only a young man can shoot inside of you.
I had been with my husband when we were younger, and he gave it to me like that. But as he got older, it dribbled instead of shooting. This was pure power, which I loved.
Brad kept stroking in and out of me as long as he could until my own orgasm faded.
I slumped down, somewhat exhausted, but feeling good, and still horny.
Brad pulled out, and Terry came in behind me. He grabbed my legs and flipped me over. There he stood over me as I lay on the bed. I looked up at him and gave him a nod, and he moved his penis between my legs and into my pussy.
I looked down and watched his black shaft penetrate me. I had wondered what it would be like to fuck a black man, and now I knew. One more item off my fuck-it list.
Brad and Terry were about the same size, which worked just fine for me.I was already fairly high from my last orgasm, and Terry just had to push me up over the edge. He fucked me hard and fast while staring into my eyes. I loved that connection, and soon he had me cumming a second time from getting fucked.
As I came, I felt a hard cock being pressed against my mouth. Brad was already hard, and looking for some more action. And that is how most of the afternoon went. I remembered why I liked fucking so much as a teenager… the guys are always ready for another round. And with two of them, well, I was always being pleased.
I don't know how many times I came that afternoon. I lost count… and that's a good thing. Sure, I'll sometimes play with myself to a second orgasm, but never that many.
The guys left me spent, and satisfied. I watched as their naked bodies left my bed and went looking for their clothes. I stayed naked and kissed them goodbye. "If you two want to do this again… I know a few things we could try to change things up a bit if you'd like."
Those two young men both smiled at the idea of that, and then left.
I went back to my bedroom and got dressed. I wasn't sure when my daughter would be getting back.
I heard her arrive a few minutes later as I headed back to the kitchen to pour myself another glass of wine and start dinner.
My daughter was there and saw her bikini on the floor. She picked it up and looked at me. "Well, looks like someone had fun… did you enjoy wearing my lucky bikini?"
"Yes? What? No… Wait… WHAT?"
My daughter just laughed at me. "Oh, come on... Don't play coy with me. You had this off before you left for the bedroom… and I call it my lucky bikini because every time I wear it…"
"Stop! I don't think I want to know anymore."
She just kept laughing at me. "Really? What did you think was going to happen? I knew you were looking for it. I just helped you out. And now you can't say anything about how I dress when I go out either. Sometimes I girl just needs to be... satisfied, and clearly it takes two guys to satisfy you."
"So you just pimped me out to your ex-boyfriends…" It was at that moment I started to realize what was going on. I blushed a bit in embarrassment.
"Don't get your panties in a wad. You're divorced, and deserve to have some fun… I mean, dad was getting laid a lot more during your marriage than you were. Now it's your turn to get caught up."
"No… that was a onetime thing… unless you want to meet more of my friends."
"Good, you need to learn how to meet guys yourself. I can't do everything for you. Especially not with me heading off to college soon."
"Have you…? With both of them…?"
She just smiled at me. "Of course, you went right for that, way faster than I ever did."
I looked down. "If you knew some of the things I've done…"
"I'm not sure I'm ready to share all my secrets with you. Especially right before you head off to college out of state with all those horny boys."
She smiled even larger. "Oh, that does sound like fun. I wonder what type of trouble I should get into."
"Just be careful… you're one of the things that came from the trouble I got into…"
She nodded. I hoped she was safer than I was at her age… or even was now; I thought to myself as I realized how many loads of cum I still had inside of me. But with any luck, it wouldn't be the last load of cum I'd have either.
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