“Why, yes, of course,” she said. “A swim would certainly help me cool off. Is that alright with you, Danica?”
Danica rolled her eyes.
“Whatever,” she said. “But I swear, if I catch you leering at my body, Mike, I’m going to punch you in the face.”
“Why in god’s name would you think that I’d ever want to check you out?” asked Mike. “Your chest is as flat as a…”
He trailed off. It wasn’t true, and moreover, it felt weird to be talking about breasts and bodies in front of his mom. Laura looked tired of the exchange and was watching him with disapproving eyes.
I just can’t win on this trip, can I?
CHAPTER 10
“I mean it! Danica, if you flick one more scrap of napkin at me, I’ll-“
“You’ll what?” Danica smirked at Mike from across the table.
Vera and Laura had gotten up to bring everyone’s plates up to the dirty dishes counter. It left the two teenagers with the opportunity for their frustrations with each other to boil over.
“What’s your problem?” asked Mike.
“My problem is you.” She turned her nose up haughtily. “We aren’t friends at school. I came on this vacation to get away from people like you. Things aren’t any different just because we’re on a cruise ship, Mike.”
“I don’t need them to be different,” said Mike. “I need you to stop giving me shit. Just stay out of my way, and I’ll stay out of yours.”
The two of them glared at each other for a tense moment. The air between them was hot, as though a fight was on the verge of breaking out.
Why should I have to put up with this? She’s never going to see me as anything other than the dorky kid from high school.
“Are the two of you ready?” Vera arrived back at the table, with Laura at her side. “We’re going to head up to the outdoor pool on the upper level. It might be a bit crowded once it starts to heat up in the afternoon, so we should hurry.”
Mike frowned. He looked from Vera, who still had the mischievous look in her eyes, to his mom.
“Come on, Mike,” said Laura. “It will be fun, I promise.”
Danica snorted, and Mike resisted the urge to express his own annoyance.
At the very least, I’ll get to cool off, and see Vera in a bikini. Along with my mom…
He stood up from the table and tried not to get too excited at the prospect of ogling the two older women in their bikinis. It felt strange grouping Vera and his mom together, but they did have a lot in common.
Except for the fact that one of them is a flirtatious cougar, and the other is my mother.
The second level of the cruise ship had a spiraling staircase at the center that led up to the other decks. It was wide enough for several people to walk abreast, making it easy for the group to walk their way up. Mike walked next to his mom, and Danica and Vera walked behind them.
The pool was several levels up, built into one of the upper decks of the cruise ship and exposed to the open air. Each level was stacked on top of the one below it and slightly smaller in size, up until about the fifth level, which was much smaller in size. That left room outside for a large pool, several smaller hot tubs, and another tropical themed tiki bar.
Mike took a deep breath as he walked out into the pool area. The air was salty and hot, and it put him into the perfect mood for swimming. The ground around the pool was a textured composite material, designed to be slip proof. There was a counter full of fluffy white towels to Mike’s right, and he walked over and took one for himself.
“This is perfect!” Laura pushed up next to her son, rubbing her arm against his as she grabbed a towel. “It’s not even crowded, yet.”
There were a couple of women in the pool, most of them swimming lazy laps back and forth, but beyond that, the pool area was empty. Mike smiled.
I am glad that she made me come with her.
He set his towel down on a pool chair and walked over to the edge of the pool. Crouching lower, he stuck his fingers in the water. It was warm and inviting.
As Mike turned to look back at his mom and the rest of the women, something pushed into him from the side, hard. He flew forward into the water headfirst. The taste of chlorine filled his mouth, and his nostrils burned as water rushed up into them.
He kicked his feet and brought himself back to the surface, poking his head above the water and glaring at Danica, the prankster. She had a self-satisfied smile on her face.
“What the hell?” he shouted, still coughing up water.
“You looked like you wanted to get in,” said Danica. “I was just helping you out.”
Mike flipped her off and splashed water onto her. Danica squealed and held up her arms.
“Asshole.” She stepped out of Mike’s range and glared at him.
“Would the two of you please try to get along?” Vera was stripping off her outer clothes as she walked over to a pool chair. Her bikini was a tiny pink two piece that made Mike’s jaw drop. Her busty boobs were all but exposed, the fabric of the top barely managing to cover her nipples.
“Really, it’s not too much to ask,” said Laura. She reached down to the bottom of her t-shirt and slowly pulled it up and over her head, letting her blue bikini covered boobs bounce into view. Mike felt his cock stirring and realized that he’d have to stay in the pool until he’d calmed down.
“It’s Mike’s fault for not being able to take a joke,” said Danica, slipping off her clothes to reveal the one piece swimsuit underneath. “I’m pretty sure he’s autistic or something.”
“Fuck you, Danica,” replied Mike. He tried not to look at her the same way he had her mom. She looked good in her suit, but Mike wasn’t about to let her know that.
He pushed off from the side of the pool and swam a slow lap down to the other end. It felt nice to be in the water, and Mike had always been partial to swimming. It was easy, smooth, and good exercise.
“You have such nice technique.” Vera was sitting on the edge, dangling her legs in the pool as Mike arrived back on the side near the pool chairs. “And I’m sure your muscles also help.”
She leaned forward as Mike swam up to her, dangling her breasts in his face. His cock was rock hard, and for a moment, all he could do was stare.
“…Thanks,” he finally managed. Vera pushed forward and dropped down into the water, letting out a playful squeal and throwing her arms around Mike’s shoulders as she did.
“Oh, I’m not nearly as strong of a swimmer as you!” Vera pushed her breasts against Mike’s chest and grinned. “I might need you to play lifeguard and save me if I go in too deep.”
Danica isn’t going to like this. And neither is my mom, most likely.
“I can do that,” said Mike. He reached his hand around and set it on Vera’s butt, grinding his cock forward against her thigh. The sexual tension bristled in the air between them. He couldn’t stop himself from taking it further, leaning in and letting the situation boil over.
And then a pool noodle collided with his head, just hard enough to make his ear sting. Vera pulled away from him. Mike turned and saw Danica wielding the pool noodle like a sword, glaring at him as though he was the antichrist. Behind her, Laura had her arms crossed and was frowning.
“I still haven’t gotten my payback for you splashing me before!” Danica ran forward and cannon balled into the water. She grabbed onto the pool’s edge with one hand and readied the pool noodle to strike Mike with her free hand.
“You pushed me into the water!” shouted Mike. “I think I’m the one who needs payback!”
Mike found a pool noodle of his own, abandoned by its swimmer. He held it in one hand and faced off against Danica, who approached from the other side of the pool. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see his mom talking to Vera, the frown still deeply set on her face.
If I had to guess, I’d say that she’s worried about where Vera’s teasing could lead.
Danica scowled at him and began swimming through th
e water. Mike swung his noodle across the surface of the pool, splashing water her way. She turned her face as it hit her and then countered with a swing of her own.
“You are so annoying!” yelled Danica. She pushed up and committed her pool noodle to an overhead swing that would have collided with Mike’s head if not for him lifting his own to block.
“Yeah, well right back at you!” Mike jabbed his noodle forward, banging it into one of her boobs.
This is actually kind of fun. I’ll never admit it to her, though.
Danica was fuming. She looked legitimately mad at him. The pool noodle in her hands swished through the air, narrowly missing Mike’s head by a hair. She was carried forward by the momentum, rubbing up against him.
“Not so fast!” Mike grabbed Danica’s shoulders and heaved, trying to dunk her under the water. She let out a cry and twisted, and by chance, one of her breasts ended up underneath his hand. It was soft, perky, and surprisingly pleasant to hold onto.
Danica does have a nice body, I guess.
“You pervert!” Danica slammed her hands into his chest, pushing him back. Mike blushed, realizing that he had a hard on that would make the situation even more embarrassing if discovered by Danica.
“It was an accident,” he said. “It’s not that big of a deal.”
“He just grabbed my breast!” Danica looked over at their mothers. Laura rolled her eyes, and Vera smiled.
“Danica, the two of you were having a water fight,” said Vera. “It’s all in good fun. If I were you, I don’t think I’d complain at all.”
She smiled at Mike. Laura was on her way over to the other side of the pool to do some swimming of her own and didn’t notice the look that passed between the two.
“Mike,” said Vera. “Would you mind helping me with my suntan lotion?”
“Mother!” Danica splashed the water and huffed.
“Are you going to help me do my back, Dannie?” asked Vera. Danica looked away.
“I’d be happy to.” Mike swam over to a nearby ladder and pulled himself out of the water. His cock was still at half mast, and his swimsuit gave it an exaggerated outline as it stuck to his body.
Laura was swimming laps and didn’t see the way Vera looked at Mike. The older woman locked her eyes on his crotch as he walked over to her. Danica had climbed out of the pool and was storming toward the locker room in a fit of rage.
Mike came to a stop in front of Vera in her pool chair. Her face was directly in front of his cock, and she flashed him the kind of smile that only an experienced, sex hungry older woman can pull off. He felt his cock hardening, pointing directly into Vera’s face like a dousing rod finding water.
“It’s so hot out today,” said Vera. “We have to make sure we don’t get burned.”
Mike smiled at her and nodded.
CHAPTER 11
Several privacy screens were standing next to the back section of the pool area. Vera took one and pulled it in front of her pool chair, shielding her and Mike off from curious eyes.
“Just so we have a little more privacy,” said Vera. “I usually need a full body coat.”
Mike nodded, feeling his excited heart race inside his chest.
“Yeah, no problem.” He took one last look at his mom in the pool. She was standing in the shallow end, talking to another woman and looking away from them.
Vera lied down on the pool chair, leaning back and crossing her legs as she twirled a few strands of her hair through her fingers. She looked incredible. Her breasts were threatening to pop out of her bikini, and her seductive hips practically called out to Mike.
She pulled out a bottle of suntan lotion, handed it to him, and then rolled over.
“You can sit on top of me while you put it on.” Vera untied her bikini top and smiled at him over her shoulder. “Be as thorough as you can, Mike. Spread it all over me. It’s such a hot day…”
“Of course,” he said. He stared at Vera. It almost looked as though she was poking her butt slightly up into the air, but it might have just been the angle and shape of the chair.
He squirted lotion into his hands, started rubbing them together to warm it up, and then straddled himself over her thighs. His cock was unbelievably hard and strained hopelessly against the confines of his swimsuit. As he reached his hands to begin massaging the lotion into her shoulders, he pushed forward, poking the head of his dick against Vera’s butt cheeks.
This is amazing. I can’t believe it.
“Ooh, yeah,” moaned Vera. It was hard for Mike to tell whether her reaction was from the lotion, or from the illicit contact below their waists.
He slipped his hands down her arms, grinding his cock against her more boldly as he did. Vera’s breasts were pinned underneath her, against the pool chair. Mike wanted to see them in their naked glory more than he’d ever wanted anything in his entire life.
“That’s it,” whispered Vera. “You can push a little harder if you want.”
Mike rubbed his hands faster along her arms and pushed his cock against the older woman a bit more forcefully. It slid into the nook formed by the bottom of her buttocks and the edges of her thighs. Her body was incredibly soft, and it made for a glaring contrast against his achingly hard erection.
There’s no way she doesn’t feel it.
“That’s good, Mike,” whispered Vera. “Keep going.”
He put more lotion in his hands and this time slide his fingers up from Vera’s waist. She let a small gasp as he traced around the outside edge of one of her breasts.
“I’ll give you a special reward if you’re thorough,” said Vera.
Mike was pumping his hips down into her rhythmically, only barely hiding behind the pretense of putting on the sunblock. He let his hands slide up, groping at the bottom flesh of her breasts. Vera moaned and squeezed her buttocks together, sending a jolt of pleasure through his body.
“That’s it,” she whispered. “Just like that.”
She leaned her back up, letting Mike grab her boobs full on. He felt her nipples underneath his palms and wished that he could turn her around so he could see them. The thought faded from his mind as he continued dry humping her, Vera’s soft moans escaping her lips in time with his horny thrusts.
He pinched her nipples, and as though he’d thrown a switch, Vera’s body seized up. She let out a silent gasp and then collapsed forward onto the deck chair. Mike was too horny to stop grinding against her, but she quickly tied her bikini top back on and shifted positions.
Did I take it too far?
Vera smiled at him and licked your lips.
“It’s your turn,” she said. “We don’t want you to get a sunburn, now do we?”
With a surprising amount of aggressiveness, Vera pulled him down onto the pool chair. Mike was lying on his back, and Vera sat on his legs. Her body was gorgeous, but the expression on her face was even hotter.
Vera squirted a bit of suntan lotion into her hands and then leaned forward. She trapped Mike’s cock flat against her stomach. It was still contained by his swim suit, but he could feel the warmth of her body, and the softness of her flesh.
“I’ll do a good job.” She whispered the words into his ear like a seductive promise. “Don’t worry.
Vera rubbed herself on him as she began applying the lotion to his chest. Mike’s cock was aching for release, and the way Vera moved seemed to be intended to tease him more than to satisfy.
She kept her lips close to his ear, softly humming and moaning as she moved her hands lower, and lower. Vera pushed up a bit higher, letting her breasts rub against Mike’s face.
She might as well be giving me a lap dance.
Her hand reached the edge of his swim suit. She slipped one finger into the waist band and slowly ran it across the length.
“Vera…” Mike felt like his horniness was tearing desperate words out of him. “You have to be thorough, too.”
She locked eyes with him, and in that moment, Mike felt like he understood somethin
g important about her. Vera was a woman used to being the center of attention. She knew how to use her sexuality to get what she wanted, and she loved every second of it. She was a goddess of femininity, and her sexual appetite was enough to leave most men in the dust.
“I will be very, very, thorough.” Vera pushed her breasts outward and let out a long, seductive breath. “But I don’t think it will take much.”
Her fingers slipped lower and lower. One of them grazed Mike’s cock. His heart skipped a beat as more of her hand made contact, and finally, she let her fingers wrap around his hard member. Mike gasped.
“Oh, wow!” His voice was louder than he’d meant it to be. Vera held a finger up to his lips as she slowly began to stroke.
“Just relax,” she whispered. “You’ve done good, Mike. It’s my turn.”
The suntan lotion served as the perfect lube. Vera’s hand slid up and down inside his swimsuit, creating soft, lewd noises that only they could hear. She was giving him a hand job. Danica’s mom was giving him a hand job.
I can’t believe it. Is this my revenge on Danica, or something else?
It was hard for him to think about anything other than the pleasure of the act. Vera traced patterns on his chest with the fingers of her free hand and smiled lustily at him. Her hand worked Mike’s shaft with soft perfection. She knew exactly how to please a man, and took pride in it.
“Now that you’re protected,” she whispered. “You’ll be able to lie in the sun, and relax.”
She pushed her breasts into Mike’s face and stroked him off faster. She looked so much like Danica, but the way she carried herself was very different. Vera had learned to appreciate the way men looked at her, and she’d figured out how to use it to her own ends.
And now she was working Mike’s hard cock with the skill and eagerness of a high end escort. He still couldn’t believe it.
“I…” He locked eyes with her as he felt a familiar pleasure building from his crotch. “Oh god, Vera.”
“That’s it, Mike.” Vera leaned in and kissed him, pushing her tongue into his mouth and sucking on his lip as she pulled back. “You’re mine now.”
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