Coming Of Age Pt 11

Tim slammed his textbook closed--done with his Trig homework, finally.

Now he thought he'd go for a swim. He stood and stretched, listening to his stiff joints crack and pop, then went into his closet, got naked and pulled on a colorful pair of swim trunks that sported a Porsche motif--race-cars and the prancing horse logo along with the 'Porsche Racing Team' printed around the waistband.

His mind ran back the last few days. the weekend had been a whirlwind of unbridled lust, it was like all the frustration of going 18 years before getting it had kept him hard all weekend. Alexa was a fantastic lover, she had taught him how to hold back, riding him with expert movements, how to move in concert with her to increase their shared pleasures. She was going to see him tonight, and he could hardly wait. They were going to go out to the lake and fuck like rabbits in Dad's cabin. Her lovemaking was a dream, she was energetic, eager, and very hot for his cock. The ideas of what they would do brought on his imagination.

He entered the pool house by the rear door, grabbed a towel off the rack, and walked through the French doors to the pool area. He was still looking down, grinning at his tented trunks as he wandered over to the lounge chairs, intending to drop his towel off before taking the cool plunge.

"You repugnant little pervert."

Tim stopped with a start, jumping at the sudden sound of his step-mother's voice. His mouth dropped open in surprise as he looked up to see Linda reclining with a frozen drink in her hand, buck naked but for a pair of sunglasses and a floppy pink hat, oiled brown skin gleaming under the hot sun.

"Wha--!?!"

"Fucking Peeping Tom," she spat with a look of disgust, although she did nothing to cover her nudity.

"I-I'm not...I wasn't...I didn't..." Tim sputtered.

"Uh-uh-uh-uh," Linda stuttered mockingly. "Not what? Not peeping at your mother? Not sneaking around trying to see me naked? Not standing there with a hardon? Pervert."

"I didn't even know you were out here!" Tim protested, moving his towel to cover his crotch.

Linda raised a foot to kick the towel away, then put her toes on the bulge. "And I suppose that's not your dick? Drop your shorts--Let's see!"

"Huh?" Tim muttered, taken aback by the sight of her plump little pink pussy lips exposed to the bright sunshine as she carelessly held her leg out.

Linda snorted derisively, hooking the leg of his shorts with her agile toes and pulling them down. Tim, mesmerized by her twat, didn't even notice until his bone popped free. He shifted his feet and let the trunks fall to his ankles.

"So, it is your dick, such as it is..." Linda removed her shades for a better look as she laughed out loud. "Pathetic little thing, isn't it?"

"What?" Tim finally pulled his gaze away from the view of her bare, smooth pubes and looked down at Linda's foot, her perfectly pedicured, ruby-red painted toes pushing his straining prick this way and that as she examined it. His face flushed. "The doctor said it was within normal parameters," he huffed.

"Hah! Normal for a twelve-year-old, maybe!"

"You want my advice, Timmy?" she went on, smiling as she studied his dick while playing footsie with it. "Learn to use your tongue--that cock ain't never gonna please a woman."

Yeah, right bitch, you have no idea how much it pleasured Alexa this weekend, Tim would've liked to throw that at her, but he wisely held his tongue. The fact that she was playing with his dick, kept him hard.

She reached down and started stroking her slit with one finger, spreading her wetness over the exposed vulva. It glistened in the sunshine, her clit growing erect. Her breathing started to get heavy. Her hot, oil-covered nipples stood at attention.

"Let's see what that tongue can do," she uttered hoarsely. "Get on your knees."

Tim stared between her legs, entranced by the sight of her openly masturbating, until she barked at him, "GET THE FUCK ON YOUR KNEES!", snapping him back to reality. He dropped down and dove between her legs eagerly.

"Uh uh uh, Timmy," she spat his name like a dirty word as she caught him by the hair and stopped him a few inches short of the mark. "No pussy for you." Still holding him by the hair, she removed her floppy hat and tossed it aside, then flipped over and pulled his face right into her ass crack. "Lick my fuckin' sweaty asshole, you worthless little shit."

Tim was stung by her words but nonetheless grabbed two handfuls of ass meat and spread her cheeks wide. Her puckered little butthole winked at him in anticipation. He couldn't help but remember how hot and tight her daughter's sphincter had been when he'd briefly gotten his dick into it. Maybe there was a chance he could get into this one, he hoped as he thrust his tongue straight into it. It was indeed salty with sweat, but at least she kept it well waxed. He began lapping with gusto.

Linda reached between her legs to touch her pussy. "Disgusting little ass-eating perv," she muttered, gasping as her finger found her clit.

Tim shifted to get a better angle and suddenly found his erect dick touching the soles of her feet. He moaned right into her ass as her feet clamped onto it and started stroking up and down.

"Hold it!" Linda commanded, rising up on her knees. She reached for her sweating glass of frozen margarita on the nearby table. "Here," she said, handing the glass to Tim. "Get some of that in your mouth and hold it--get your tongue nice and cold."

Tim did what she said, taking in a mouthful. He wrinkled his nose at the taste of the tequila but watched with interest as Linda then grabbed her bottle of tanning oil. She popped the top and reached back to squirt a generous amount all over his dick and her feet.

"Take another drink--I want that tongue ice cold."

Tim gulped, wincing as it burned all the way down, then pulled another large slug into his mouth as he watched Linda put down the oil and reach for her designer beach bag which rested beside the lounge. She rummaged in the bag for several seconds before coming out with a little pink velvet sack, which she opened and extracted a small vibrator with a white base below a curved pink latex upper. She clicked the base a few times, smiling as it buzzed to life, then looked back at him again.

"One more," she ordered, pointing at the glass, then took it away from him, took a quick gulp herself, and put it aside. She put the vibrating toy against her pussy, gave a little shivering giggle, then bent over once again. Her slippery feet stroked his dick, getting him revved up.

"Now!" she barked urgently. "Stick that cold tongue into my asshole!"

Tim gulped the slushy liquid, head nearly swooning already with the unaccustomed alcohol, spread her meaty cheeks again, and speared his pointed tongue right into the bullseye, gaining great satisfaction at his snooty step-mother's ecstatic cry. He felt proud of himself as he tongued her clenching asshole enthusiastically.

Linda jacked him off with her feet, her pelvis rocking emphatically as she vibed her clit, whimpering and moaning uncontrollably now, beyond the point of even calling him names. Suddenly she stiffened, buttocks clenching around his face as she cried out with a tremendous climax. Tim kept tongue-fucking her spasming sphincter as her entire body jerked several times, then fell limp with a moan of gratification.

As his satisfied stepmom lay there panting, Tim rose up onto his knees again. He looked down, pushing her sexy feet together tighter around his dick, and began humping vigorously. It might not be pussy or ass, but feet were a viable alternative in his book.

After a few moments of recovery, Linda raised up on her elbow and pulled the buzzing vibrator out from under her. She clicked it off, then looked over her shoulder at him as he continued fucking her feet obliviously. She snorted and shook her head scornfully, then pulled her feet away from him. She pointedly ignored his whine of protestation as she turned over and began wiping her feet with the towel he had dropped earlier.

Tim stared at her in disbelief. No fucking way...

"God dammit!" he blurted.

"Something wrong, Timmy?" Linda asked mildly as she reached for her hat and sunglasses.

He fumed and sputtered, on the verge of going for her throat...or her cunt. "That's not fucking fair!" he finally managed to growl from between his gritted teeth.

She shrugged. "Go ahead and jack off--nobody's stopping you," she said as she adjusted her hat and shades, then spread her legs to put one foot on either side of the chair and scoot herself back into a more upright position. She stayed there with her legs casually apart as she retrieved her drink.

Tim stood up, so mad he could kill, but Linda pulled her glasses down a bit with one finger and gave him a cold look over the top. He cursed himself for being such a wuss, still intimidated by her even now. But the view was not to be wasted, he grabbed his dick.

Yeah, I'll jack off, Bitch, he screamed inside his head. And I'll nut right in your fuckin' eye! He began beating it like a mad dog scratching a flea. When he came, he was going to step up and squirt her directly in the face. He was only seconds away...

"Sorry, Timmy, but I've got to go get dressed," she stated as she started to rise. "Busy day today."

She gave him an evil grin, then flounced away. He used the image of her retreating naked backside to go over the top, letting his load spray all over the pool deck.

Tim glared at her, bitch, fucking bitch. That was it, the straw that broke the camel's back, he was going to be recording the next time she brought a lover home, and get the goods on that bitch. Payback was gonna be sweet indeed.