One year a friend invited me to spend the week with him down at the beach. We went with his older sister and his mother, who had recently separated from her husband.
My friend's mother was an absolute knockout. Long before kids developed their MILF/cougar fetish (or the terms for it) we all had the hots for Vida. Short, with a bob hairdo (she was a nurse) and two astonishing D-cup sweater balloons. Her loser husband kicked her to the curb? I wouldn't care if she was fucking the mailman and the poolboy if I got to sleep with Vida every night.
At the beach our excursions to the surf were always open-ended. Someone was always coming or going from the cottage to the beach and back. So one afternoon I went back to the cottage to make a sandwich and take a leak. When I got there, I heard the shower running in the master bathroom. The door was not pulled shut. Pushing it slightly, I was able to see a reflection of Vida in a floor length mirror that faced the door to the shower. It was a completely clear shower door. Fogged up, yes, but there was no mistaking the sight of her beautiful naked boobies. I became rock hard in my shorts, and just stared.
Vida turned off the shower, stepped out and started toweling off. As she was leaning over drying her legs, her huge tits jiggling and swaying, she caught my glance in the mirror. I went totally white, figuring I was in deep trouble, but Vida just smiled and continued drying herself off.
I got the hell out of there. I was thrilled (first time I'd seen boobs in real life) but also scared out of my mind. I went back to the beach and swam around for a bit, trying to calm down. When I saw Vida come back to our spot and get in her reclining beach chair, I waited a few minutes, then headed back to the cottage to take care of business.
I fished a pair of Vida's panties out of the master bathroom hamper and blew an enormous load of overstimulated college boy cum in her unmentionables. Then I washed them in the sink and stuffed them in the bottom of the hamper.
Still a powerful, powerful sexual experience and memory all these years later.
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