Chapter 6
A moment or two later when Clint gained his composure, he dove off the rocks and enjoyed the refreshing water as he swam back to the shore.
He was thankful she had left his bikini. He forgot that if she had gotten angry and dared to, she could have tossed it in the ocean. Fortunately she hadn't.
He got dressed and went back to his room. His mother was lying there nude and looked at him invitingly.
"Hi, love," she smiled, "did you have a nice swim?"
"Wonderful," he told her, "I really like Acapulco, mom."
"So do I, darling," she assured him, "it's heavenly here. Come over here and let your momma love you."
As he walked toward her he noticed she was wiggling her arm.
"Are you trying to entice me to fuck your armpit?" he chuckled.
"Why not, baby?"
He stood there and shook his head.
"Is there any place on your body you haven't wanted me to screw?"
"You should be thankful that I'm willing to try everything," she said snidely. "It isn't every woman who-likes sexual adventure."
Realizing that it might be interesting to find out what her armpit was like to the head of his cock, he moved toward the bed. He rested his knees on either side of her as he slowly rode his penis toward her upraised arm.
"Come on, baby," she urged him, "that's what I want you to do. Fuck me."
Marilee became more and more intensely excited as her arm moved about.
"Keep it up," he told her, "that's wild. Come on.
Yes. Oh, momma, does your armpit ever feel fantastic."
It was surprising to him how much pleasure he could derive from this. She reached under his crotch and toyed with his testicles while he continued jabbing his cock to her armpit.
"Fuck me," she told her young son, patting his rear. "Fuck your momma."
He went on plunging his penis into her rapidly moving armpit and then he got his gun off.
"Oh, I'm cuming," he gasped, "I made it."
The white cream spilled down her arm as he got off.
He was delighted and excited that he had been able to achieve a climax in this unique manner. He didn't pull off until she told him, "Enough, baby. You've had enough."
He got to his feet and went to the bathroom and cleaned himself off. She followed.
"I'd better take a shower," she laughed, "you sprayed that sperm all over me."
Sure enough, some of his sperm had shot over her bosom.
They joined each other in the shower and she washed him and he washed her. "Sometime you've got to fuck my ass in the shower," she suggested. "You can use soap on your shaft. It'll slip in real nice."
"I wouldn't mind a little ass fuck before lunch," he told her. "Bend over, mom."
Marilee bent over. Her young son used soap on her behind to get it prepared. Next he used plenty of soap on his cock.
"Beautiful," he told her, "now I'm really gonna enjoy it."
Parting her ass cheeks gently he rode his slippery cock up her ass-hole.
"Fuck it, baby," he told her, "fuck."
It was amazing how smoothly it slipped in with the soap.
"Beautiful," he said as he noticed what a fantastic sensation he was achieving as his well-soaped cock stabbed her behind.
He didn't have long to get his gun off. For the intense pleasure that he felt as his cock slipped up her smooth ass-hole increased until he exploded.
"Oh, wow!" Clint gasped as he shot his gun off in her. "Milk it, mora."
She effectively milked his cock. More juice spurted out of his penis shaft.
When he'd finished giving it to her he slowly eased off.
She turned around and wrapped her arms around him.
"Ohhh, baby," she said, "you don't know how happy you've made your mom."
"I've enjoyed it," he told her honestly.
There wasn't the least doubt in his mind that he was a good stud. However, he was a bit bugged by the fact he was doing it so much. He knew he needed to slow down.
"Let's have a big lunch, darling," she said, "so we build you up."
They got dressed and had lunch on the terrace overlooking the ocean.
"This is the perfect hotel," she said, "you get the best view of the Bay from here."
"It is nice," he told her. "See those rocks over there?"
"Yes," she said, "don't they look strange rising out of the sea?"
"I swam over to them this morning," he told her.
"That could be dangerous," she said, "if you were caught in a riptide and hurled against those rocks you could hurt yourself."
"You have to take chances to live, don't you, mom?" he smiled casually.
"I don't want you taking chances, darling," she said nervously, "if anything happened to you I don't know what I'd do."
"That's not good, mom," he warned her, "you've got to get used to being without me. I won't be with you always."
"Ain't bear to think about it, baby," she said, "you're mine and I love you."
Just then the waiter came and he was puzzled by the conversation. It seemed to him that she was considerably older than the boy. He figured that he must be a gigolo.
"Darling," she said quietly, "promise me you won't take needless chances."
When Clint saw how much it mattered to his mom, he nodded.
The afternoon the two of them strolled out on the beach. To her surprise she turned on a nice-looking Mexican man. He came over and introduced himself.
"I'm Manuel," he smiled, "and what's the name of the lovely lady?"
"I'm Marilee," she said, "and this is my friend, Clint."
"Glad to meet you, Clint," Manuel smiled. Manuel looked at the two of them and figured Clint was a gigolo. He knew that he might be able to beat his time. He figured he had a longer cock and could perform better.
"I would like to invite you to a party at my house tonight," he smiled.
"How very thoughtful of you," she smiled, "of course, we'll accept."
Clint was shaking his head but she didn't pay any attention.
"Do you live near the beach, Manuel?" she smiled.
"I have an apartment up there on the mountain," he told her, "and I have a great view of the Bay."
"It must be wonderful to be here all of the time," she told him.
"Why don't we have dinner together tonight?" he asked. "All three of us."
"You'd like that, wouldn't you, dear?"
Her ego was being massaged and she was delighted that a man was giving her attention. Especially such a young man. Clint recognized her ego trip.
"I guess so," he agreed reluctantly.
After Manuel was gone she told Clint how delighted she was that a young man noticed her.
"He probably wants money for it," her young son said truthfully.
"Certainly not," Marilee shrugged haughtily. "I think my body is enough payment. Just looking at me in a bikini probably got him so excited he figured he would love to get me at his place even if he had to invite you, too."
"If you and Manuel want to be alone," he said gratuitously, "it's all right with me."
"I wouldn't think of leaving you out of this, darling," she said, "we'll probably have a wonderful time. I would enjoy some Mexican home cooking. Manuel probably is a rich playboy."
"Manuel is probably a paid pecker," Clint shot back. "I can tell his kind. They always have that smooth look."
"I do believe you're jealous," Marilee laughed. "But, baby, you've nothing to fear. I'm devoted to you. You know that, don't you?"
"All too well," her son replied grimly.
It gave her a shudder as he spoke that way. For she could see that he was not being turned on the way that she hoped he would. She had always figured that he might get jealous and that would be in her favor. However, it hadn't turned out.
"If you don't want to go," she said, "you don't have to."
"I don't know what that cat would do to you,"
Clint said, "if I didn't go along. I'm going along not because I'm jealous, but to protect you."
"Thanks a lot," she said tightly, "I think I know how to take care of myself."
They quit arguing and that evening they went together to Manuel's posh apartment. Manuel was wearing swim trunks when they entered.
"How exciting to walk around in swim trunks all the time," she smiled.
Before she could say another word Manuel insisted they take off their clothes and put on swim suits.
"But I didn't bring a bikini," she smiled, "what should I do?"
"You don't have to wear anything as far as I'm concerned," he told her. "I like my women naked."
To prove his point Manuel pulled off his own swim trunks and let his huge cock flip up to view.
Not to be outdone, her young son quickly decided it was time for him to peel off his pants.
He pulled down his pants and let his well-hung cock show.
"My, my," she smiled at him, "but don't you have a big dick."
Manuel looked proudly at his penis and her young son Clint decided it was time to get down to business. He then pulled off his shorts.
"As long as everyone else is gonna parade around in the nude," Marilee smiled, "I might as well strip."
Marilee did a slow strip and enjoyed Manuel's brown eyes feasting on her well-shaped body. Now that she was totally nude Manuel took her by the hand and told her, "You ought to see my big circular bed."
She followed him into the bedroom.
"Wow!" Marilee grinned. "You sure do have a nice place to you-know-what."
"I hate to mention it," he whispered to her, "but I have to get paid, too."
"What do you mean, 'too'? " Marilee whispered back to him.
"Don't you pay that boy over there?" he questioned her.
"Not exactly," she said.
"Fifty bucks," he said. "I will do everything."
"All right, but don't say anything," she whispered back.
Just at that moment young Clint came out of the bathroom where he had been urinating. He thought there was some hanky-panky going on between the two of them, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
"Clint," Manuel smiled, "Let's have a three-way fuck. Did you ever engage in an orgy?"
It was painful for Clint to admit he hadn't.
"Not exactly," he admitted.
"It's about time you did," he told him. "You can have a lot of fun at an orgy."
It didn't take long for Manuel to pull back the lavish white bedspread. Then he lay down on the crisp blue sheets and held out his arms invitingly. Immediately Marilee joined him.
"Oh, Clint, this will be so much fun," she smiled. "What would you like to do?"
"I think it would be a lot of fun," he told her, "if we had a double fuck. One of us should fuck your ass-hole and the other should fuck your pussy. Would you like that, baby?"
"Very much, senor," she said, looking into his blazing brown eyes.
Immediately Clint got on the bed.
"I want to fuck that smooth behind," Manuel said as he caressed her ass cheeks.
"Yes, darling," she smiled, "anything you want to do. My body is yours to enjoy."
Manuel had sex down to a science. He had a small bottle of oil. Getting to his feet he poured the oil into his hands and then applied it generously to his shaft.
"Now, sweetheart," he told her, "roll on your side and I'll slide an oily finger up your ass-hole and get it ready."
She stretched out in a Marilyn Monroe calendar position and Manuel's hands gripped her ass cheeks. Gently prying them apart he slid an oily finger up her ass-hole to get it ready for his cock.
Somehow this got Clint eager to compete. Clint immediately slid his cock into her pussy.
"Oh, that feels good, honey," his mother smiled as Manuel slid his cock in her behind.
'Two cocks are better than one," she smiled as she felt them both riding her.
Manuel looked at Clint.
"Fucking is rhythm," he explained, "the important thing is that we get a good rhythm going."
He locked his arms around Marilee, gripping her bosoms as he fucked. Manuel quit being jealous. He recognized that they could develop a superb rhythm and enjoy it together.
"Fuck," he told his new-found lover, "twist your ass for me. That's it, baby. Take his cock along for the ride in your pussy."
The two men developed a similar rhythm. Realizing so much of the pleasure evolved to pacing, Clint suddenly got the point. Manuel had a good strong vigorous thrust. He picked up his manly thrust and the two of them winked at each other as they fucked her.
"Oh, beautiful," Manuel smiled, "when you grab his cock in your pussy I feel your ass muscles tighten."
"I'm enjoying it," Marilee said, "I'm free at last. Free to fuck any old way. Give it to me. Slide those cocks in me. I want to feel it in my ass. I want to feel it in my pussy. Ohhh, yes, yes."
She clutched at her young son's back. Soon she was scratching him, and he was starting to bleed.
"Take it easy," he told her. "Mom, take it easy."
The moment he said "mom," Manuel looked strangely at the two of them.
"Did you say 'mom'? " he asked.
"Like momma," young Clint replied swiftly, "you know, fuck me momma. Come on, hot momma, give me a good balling."
Relieved that he wasn't really speaking of his mother Manuel went on screwing. Even though he was a well-paid gigolo he did have his principles.
The two of them now were building to a climax in their action.
"Swing your ass to the right," Manuel said as his cock jabbed to the left.
"Beautiful," he told her, "now swing it to the left for me."
Once more he stabbed his cock in the other direction.
"Fuck, baby," he exclaimed, "oh, yes, sweetheart. Fuck it."
The big cock rode in with hard, jabbing stabs.
"Oh, I'm cuming," Manuel panted, "oh, I made it. Squeeze it. Milk my dick."
Marilee squeezed her ass muscles so she could release more of his sperm.
"Beautiful," Manuel told her, "milk it all out, baby."
Her effective sphincter muscle gripped it and squeezed it. More sperm spurted out of his penis head.
A second later her young son Clint got his gun off, too.
"Wow!" he panted as he pushed it in farther. "I'm shooting a load."
The two of them went pounding their cocks into her, finishing.
First Manuel pulled out.
"I hate to pull it out," Clint smiled as he reluctantly pulled his penis out of his mom's pussy.
As she had them both beside her she wanted them to lick at her bosoms.
"Why don't you both lick on a breast?" she suggested with a sly smile.
Manuel didn't require a second invitation. He went to work immediately, letting his tongue slip and slide over her nipple. His teeth bore down as he bit her. At the same instant her son Clint licked her other bosom. Reaching down, she ran her fingers through their heads as they sucked her. She was delighted to have them making over her.
"Why don't you reach down and finger my pussy?" she suggested.
Each one reached down and slid a finger into her vagina and went on lapping at her bosoms.
"This is heaven to me," Marilee smiled, "I love all the attention."
Manuel couldn't help but wonder why she liked Clint so much. He didn't think Clint had anywhere near as much to offer as he did. He wondered if he was some American millionaire and could support him in his style.
Pulling his mouth off her bosom he went on fingering her and then licked her ear.
This clued Clint as to what he should do. He let his tongue tickle into her ear. She loved it. "Her body quivered with excitement. She realized she had better have a booze break as they were getting hot again.
"Shouldn't we have something to drink?" she smiled.