My step mom and I at the pool - Sex Stories

My step mom and I at the pool

... felt my cock become even stiffer. “Hey, you wanna play a game?” I slowly backed away. "No, I think I should go inside. This just feels really weird now," I objected as I turned to the ladder. She dropped the ball and hit the water. "Come on, Eric, don't make it weird. I told you not to be embarrassed, so it would be weird if you did leave. I didn't care what you did that day, so I didn't make a big deal about it. I even flirted with you a little bit. I don't give a shit that you still like to ogle me, even though you have a girlfriend now. It is just harmless looking as far as I can tell," she told me, as my hands grabbed the ladder poles. I looked back at her as she just gave me a frustrated look. My hands let go of the poles. "Just don't tell my dad about my attraction," I pleaded, going back in there. She swam to me again. "I won't, if you play a game with me," she offered, grabbing the ball again. We positioned ourselves in front of the hoop which was on the end wall of the deep side which was only five feet deep. "Are ready to get your ass kicked, Eric?" "Yes," I replied, as my eyes were locked on her boobs. She held the ball and then immediately headed passed me. She made her way towards the hoop, shot the ball and it went right in. She seized it. "Eric, you gotta move to try to steal the ball away," she made clear, strolling back in front of me with a look. "Sorry, Diane," I told her, still angling my face towards her tits. "It's alright, but get your eyes off my ...

... breasts," she warned me, bringing her hands to my face and yanking it up. "Now play some ball with me." I forced myself not to stare and actually play the game. We played for about twenty minutes where my face and chest had brushed against her breasts many times, but nothing was said about those accidents. She maneuvered her arms and shook her tits in the process. "Grab the ball, Eric. You have longer arms than me, you can get it. Don't let your step mom beat you." "I'll get it from you. Just you wait and see," I trash talked, reaching for it. After another twenty seconds of attempting, she shot it and made it right in from about seven feet. "She shoots, she scores!" she yelled, performing showboating a session right in front of me. I stood frozen as her arms were waving and she was splashing the water too. My mouth was open as my eyes fell to her breasts as they were vibrating. After she was done, she looked right at me. "Enjoying the eye candy?" she pondered, walking right to me. Her hand dipped right towards my green swim trunks and went in to grab my solid cock. "So you played one game with me, you took four shots and made none of them, while I took ten and made all of them. What does that tell you, Eric?" she asked, stroking it. My mouth opened widely and my breath assaulted her neck and tits. I began twitching around and my hands ventured right up to my face. "Fuck, what are you doing, Diane? This is wrong." "Who says it is wrong?" she inquired, getting closer to me. "Since ...