Jon Reskind - Little eddie_s mother

"Well… I don't know," Lily hesitated… It was getting late and she hadn't spent any time with Eddie yet today.

"Oh, come on," Cindy urged her. "There's a spare suit in the upstairs bedroom, and the beach is just through those trees there. We'll be alone to swim for awhile and talk and relax before it gets too cool and dark. There'll be nobody around to bother us; Carl went to the city to take care of some business, and he won't be back until tonight."

Lily bit her lip… She'd been really working hard the past few weeks, and with Eddie's arrival yesterday coupled with her encounter with Carl this morning, she felt she badly needed to relax. What harm could it do. As far as Eddie was concerned, they would have many other days and nights to get to know each other again.

"Okay," the attractive mother said finally, "I guess that would be nice Cindy. I'd like to."

"Good!" the sensual blonde replied, smiling broadly. "Come on, I'll show you where the guest bedroom is – and where the spare swimsuit is, too."

Cindy took Lily's hand, led her inside the house again and down a short hallway to where the extra bedroom was located. She produced a tiny mauve string bikini from a small closet there, presenting it to the dark-haired woman. "Here you are, honey."

"There isn't much to it, huh?" Lily said.

"Well, that doesn't matter," the blonde replied smoothly. "Well be completely alone on the beach. Now you hurry and change, and I'll go upstairs and do the same. I'll meet you outside on the porch."

Lily shed her clothing when the voluptuous blonde had departed and put on the two narrow wisps of material that compromised the bikini. She felt almost naked, standing there, but then shrugged and hurried out to the veranda. Cindy had not yet arrived, and the pretty mother sat down to wait for her. She was beginning to feel kind of warm now, and her stomach was fluttery, her sweet little cunt faintly aching in a pleasant sort of way (an aftermath of this morning's wild sexual episode with Carl, she decided); Lily began to eagerly look forward to the swim with the freewheeling blonde, and took another shot of liqueur from the unlabeled brown bottle which was sitting on top of the bar.

Moments later, Cindy reappeared, wearing a white bikini no larger than the one Lily wore, stretched tautly over her full, bronzed breasts and the wide, lithe circumference of her sensual hips. She smiled at the dark-haired woman, executing a small pirouette. "How do I look?" she asked lightly.

"Wow!" Lily exclaimed. "That's pretty sexy, Cindy. You really have a good figure."

"Why – thank you, honey!"

Cindy examined the more sedate woman with a critical eye, her eyes moving over the full, round swell of her breasts, the flat smoothness of her stomach, the perfect taper of her long, columnar legs. In her mind, the lovely blonde, imagined what Lily's cuntal slit would look like, and felt magic wetness begin to flow between her own velvety thighs. She picked up her brandy snifter, and drained the glass, letting the aphrodesiac when she had poured there flow through her bloodstream, heating her passion, kindling it higher. It won't be long now, she thought, not long now…

"You've got a very nice figure yourself, Lily," she announced softly, taking the woman's arm.

"Do you really think so?"

"Oh yes! You're a very beautiful woman… you just have a less flashy style than I do."

Lily beamed at the fervent compliment and allowed Cindy to lead her down off the verandah and over to where a sand-and-pine needle path let through the heavy conifers toward the private lakefront beach. The pretty brunette felt warmer now than she had before, waiting, and her pussy seemed to be aching even more, little tingles of excitement racing through it as they had when she'd seen Carl's cock in her mind's eye just prior to fingerfucking herself earlier. She couldn't understand why she would be aroused now, here with Cindy – unless it was because the floodgates of her long dormant sexuality had been opened again by Carl today – but it was such a pleasant sensation that she decided not to worry about it, unaware that her mind was rapidly failing under the control of the potent aphrodesiac…

The pines thinned out finally and the path blended into a beautiful, narrowly circumscribed beach, perhaps a hundred yards long and thirty yards deep. It was completely cut off on the upper and lower landward sides by trees which grew down to the waterline, and the sparkling blue water of a small, private lake stretched out peacefully before them. The sand was pure virgin white, unsullied by careless, senseless tourists, and it was warm and pleasant under Lily's bare toes as she and Cindy moved across it to the warm, drifting mind of the brunette, insidiously possessed now by the sexual stimulator she had drunk, this beach was the last citadel of nature, one of the few truly unspoiled spots left in the world. She ventured to say so to her beautiful, ardent companion.

"Why that's a lovely observation, Lily," Cindy said. "And quite true, quite true, too!"

The falling, late-afternoon sun had turned the lake water a brilliant gold and orange, and Lily shaded her eyes peering out there. "God, that's exquisite!" she breathed.

"Come on," said Cindy, "Let's jump in!"

She led the pretty woman across the sand to where a huge, blue and yellow beach umbrealla had been imbedded into the grainy surface. Beneath it, a large white beachtowel neatly folded at its upper edge. Cindy could hardly control her surging passions now that she had Lily here on the beach, alone – now that she was only minutes away from a potential conquest of this fine, taut bodied woman. Her pussy was alive with lust and the effects of the golden liqueur, and her breasts quivered with anticipation beneath her bikini top. But she kept her voice level, playful, as she pretended to have a sudden inspiration, and said: "Why don't we merge with the beauty of the lake – naked," she breathed.

"Naked!"

"Sure, the way the good Lord made us… There's no one around to see us."

"Well, I don't know, Cindy…" Lily began, but the idea was appealing to her, giving her a little thrill of excitement at the prospect of swimming in the nude. Her cunt tingled and tingled, and finally she acquiesced. "I guess it would be okay. I mean, if no one's here to see us."

"We don't have to worry about that," Cindy assured her.

The aphrodesiac had full and irrevocable control of the brunette now; she had lost all her power to resist suggestions of stimulation and excitement, such as that which the blonde had made.

She giggled like a young girl, then reached up behind her to the straps of her bikini top. Cindy, watching her intently and holding her heaving breath, did the same, and the two females stripped off their tops at the same instant. Cindy stared at the large, perfectly formed breasts of the lovely brunette, and tried to stifle another giggle; they were really beautiful breasts, all right. No wonder Carl had gotten so excited fucking it to her there on the cabin floor. And as she feasted on the rounded firmness of Lily's magnificent breasts, the fire leaped wildly in the pit of her stomach. Her cunt, the blonde thought lustfully, what will her cunt look like all naked and throbbing up between her widespread thighs?

Cindy's hands dropped to the waistband of her suit bottom, and she saw that Lily had done the same. Then she peeled the garment down and off in one swift motion, raising up again naked and Amazonian and proud. Then she sucked in her breath sharply, but the brunette was now naked as well, her softly-downed pussy mound glinting in the late-afternoon sunlight, the hint of her tiny, pinkly glistening clitoris peeking out from the soft fur-fringed folds of her naked vagina. Oh God, Cindy thought, oh God, what a beautiful cunt she has! I can't wait much longer to lick and tongue-fuck it now that I've seen it, I just can't…