“We sure don’t have
those in The Springs,” the younger woman observed, a grin spreading across her face.
Lauren groaned too, only for completely different reasons. Tommy Myers and Tony Reed, best friends and local fraternity brothers, had apparently just returned from holiday family obligations out-of-state. Making the rounds with the young crowd scattered across the pool deck, the boys pressed flesh and shot handguns at those they knew. Tommy, lucky enough to have wealthy parents to foot the bill for his own adjoining suite, often had Tony over as a guest. It certainly wasn’t a surprise Caroline had noticed these two. The 21-year-olds were undeniable bronze Adonis’, and neither had lost their tan while up north. College athletes, they were in tip-top condition, bearing chiseled six-packs and broad shoulders. Each was a stud in his own right, and Lauren would know. Both had fucked her to within inches of her life. Twice.
Pussy hounds by trade, it didn’t take long for the boys to notice the two women along the back of the pool. Unaware of her mom’s connection with the hunks walking their way, Caroline quickly fluffed her hair and flashed the pearly whites her parents hadtaken a loan out for years ago. Lauren nervously introduced the young men to her daughter, and it was an awkward moment to be sure, as she wasn’t sure what was going to come out of their mouths. To her relief, they were nothing but courteous and respectful, speaking to her casually like one might to a neighbor or acquaintance. Thankfully, not like a MILF they’d recently brought to screaming orgasms.
Without being asked, the boys sat down and carried on the conversation. The four had a pleasant conversation about the weather, winter break, and discussed the younger Miller’s first trip to Miami. Tommy mentioned he had recently been skiing in Aspen, and that was all it took. Skiing was one of Caroline’s passions. While those two talked slopes, Tony began rubbing Lauren’s shoulders, deep massaging her clavicle. A low but audible moan escaped her when he dug in with powerful fingers, loud enough to briefly distract her daughter. The older woman relished the hot breath on her neck, and remembered how the boy’s lengthy tool had driven her crazy.
“Your daughter’s hot, just like you,” he whispered in her ear discreetly. “I bet she’s a great fuck, just like her slutty mommy.”
Lauren caught and held her breath.
“Looks like Tommy boy is well on his way to hittin’ that thang too.”
She shook her head inconspicuously. The idea of Caroline having the same lover was too wicked, too depraved.
“No.”
“Relax, wouldn’t be the first guy to tap a mother and daughter,” Tony chuckled quietly. “That wimpy husband of yours still out of town? You wanna go play again?”
“Dudes, get your asses over here!” one of their friends called to them, holding a bottle of Fireball in his hands.
Tommy acknowledged the liquor and bid Caroline goodbye. As with mom before her, he was equally attracted to this younger version. Perhaps he’d get a chance to get to know her better later.
Tony gave Lauren one final knuckle rub and stood.
“You going to Carter’s party later?” he asked.
She vaguely remembered an invite from the wealthy businessman a week ago in some group chat.
“Is that tonight? I don’t know, maybe.” Lauren nodded at her daughter. “Depends on what she wants to do.”
“Who wouldn’t want to party in a kazillionaire’s penthouse? Whatever. ’til we meet again, Juliet,” Tony clucked before heading back to his friends.
The way Caroline had to pick her tongue up off the pool deck left no doubt the women would be heading up to the 31st floor before the night was over.
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Lauren dropped the fluffy towel and stepped towards the shower, exchanging places with Caroline who slipped out from behind the fogged glass, water dripping from her soft skin. Mom had to admire the girl’s still tight body, void from the ravages of two child births and the presence of the dreaded varicose veins. The tattoo just above her ass crack was actually kind of cute and told the tale. Parents are always the last to know, right? The older woman shuddered at the thought of a muscular dark chocolate specimen hovering over baby girl’s lily-white body and driving his cock deep. It flustered, but not in the way one would expect. Lauren had of course heard the legends and seen interracial porn. It wasn’t prejudice she felt; it was more like…jealousy. Yet, the fact that her daughter preferred the company of black men wasn’t the most interesting revelation of the day. In this day and age, who really cared? That was benign compared with the willingness to actually champion her father’s kink.
It seems there was a lot that Lauren and Corey didn’t know about their daughter.
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Caroline swung her carryon onto her mother’s bed and rummaged through its side pockets for hairpins. Damn. Had she really left the whole baggie back home on the bathroom counter? Mom has to have some somewhere.
Opening the first dresser drawer, her hands moved around some very racy lingerie. Were these all for her father or…?
Wow, not what she was expecting.
Moving to a lower drawer, she found tiny, multicolored thongs, and below them…oh my god…that’s the biggest vibrator I’ve ever seen. Caroline had a couple herself, of course, what girl didn’t? But hers were sleek, modern, and efficient. Nothing like this monstrosity.
Holy shit, Mom, she mused with a smirk. Pound for pound, it was bigger than as some of her own former lovers, and that was saying something. “Can you really take this?”
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