Games That Grown-ups – Part 5 - Sex Stories

Games That Grown-ups – Part 5

... in a tiny two piece bikini, the open bottle in one hand and two plastic beakers in the other. For a moment she stood in the door way, measuring the distance between the relative warmth of the kitchen and the absolute heat of the tub and calculating how many steps she'd have to take on the frigid looking wooden slats of the porch to get there. She gave a small shiver, &#034It's cold out here.&#034 Joyce sat herself up and quickly pulled her own the coverings of bikini top to one side, briefly exposing her nipples; &#034There's compensations.&#034 Dawn grinned and scampered across the floor, hopping across the planks like they were ice against her soles. She stopped at hot tub, standing shivering as put the bottle and beakers down, before fishing in under her bikini top and pulling out a packet of cigarettes and a lighter. She put them down on the hot tubs ledge, near enough to get too, but not so near the edge that they'd fall in. Ready now, she gave another hop and ended up in the hot tub next to her Mom. &#034Hi sexy,&#034 the teen grinned and leant in her mouth opening. Joyce had time to respond, &#034Hello lover,&#034 before their mouths met. Their lips moved up and down, like they were talking, but the only sound was that of slurping and pleasured sighs as their tongues caressed each other. Dawn's hands were on her Mom's waist, pulling her closer along the bench until there thighs were rubbing under the water and their bodies were pressed together. Joyce continued to ...

... respond passionately, enjoying the feel of Dawn's hands on her sides, the fingers lightly scratching at the MILF as she moved. Her own arms were round Dawn's back, holding the teen close and not letting her go. The water bubbled gently against them, as the steam rose. They broke the kiss to give themselves a breath. Joyce looked at her daughter, swimming in her eyes, &#034Still cold?&#034 she asked smiling. &#034Now I'm hot,&#034 replied the teen with a teasing smirk. Their open mouths closed on each other again, munching and moving, twisting round like they were trying to fit against each other, their tongues probing and exploring, sliding round and slipping against each other. Their thighs and chests pressed together, rubbing and touching each other, competing with the bubbling water as a pleasurable sensation. Dawn's hands moved from her lover's sides to her back, clawing at the skin passionately and gripping Joyce and pulling her closer. Her fingers were under the bikini straps. When they broke again Joyce bikini was drifting away, bouncing in the water effervescent water unsure whether to float or sink. Dawn looked down approvingly at her Mom's bosoms, before stretching up and reaching behind her own neck. She undid her bikini and dropped it out of the tub, exposing her own lovely pair. &#034I'll pour us some wine,&#034 she said and without waiting for an answer took the bottle and poured a generous portion of the wine out into the two plastic beakers. She passed one to ...