Chapter 952: The Fatal Temptation of the Mature Woman’s Body
"Kevin, why do you keep staring at my mom?" Laura said, somewhat displeased. "Do you think her figure is better than mine?"
This was a question fraught with peril, where any answer seemed destined to be wrong. Kevin's head started to ache, and he hastily replied, "No, I just thought Auntie is really good at swimming. Why didn’t you let her teach you properly?"
Blushing slightly, Laura responded, "My mom taught me several times, but I just can’t seem to get the hang of it. As soon as I get in the water, I get extremely nervous and can't keep my balance. The more anxious I get, the more I sink. Last time at the water park, I was swimming fine but accidentally wandered into the deep end and started choking on water. Luckily, you came and saved me. Actually, I think you’re pretty amazing—you can play basketball and swim well. Besides studying, I’m no good at anything."
"Don’t say that," Kevin grinned. "You’re always at the top of the class in exams and play the violin so beautifully. If you say you're no good, how are others supposed to feel? That’s way too ‘Versailles’ of you."
"Kevin, do you really think I'm good?" Laura asked shyly. "But I don’t have big breasts; they're not as big as Lucy’s. You wouldn't dislike that, would you?"
This was Laura’s greatest insecurity. Despite her relatively fast physical development—being one of the taller girls in her class, with fair skin and good looks—her chest was on the smaller side. She could not compare to her mother’s ample 36D bust, nor even to Lucy's. Laura had heard that boys preferred girls with larger breasts, so in front of Kevin, she often felt a lack of confidence.
"Small has its advantages," Kevin said, seeing Laura's dejected face and quickly attempting to comfort her. "Besides, you're only a freshman. You'll grow, and you might even surpass Auntie. Who knows, you might end up bigger than her."
"Really? That would be wonderful," Laura said expectantly. If she could grow as large as her mother, she would be over the moon.
At that moment, a disturbing cry rang out from a distance. Kevin turned his head to see Daisy thrashing about in the water, with most of her body submerged. Alarmed, he swam over to her without delay.
As Kevin approached Daisy, he didn’t dare move directly into her path. He knew that a drowning person could instinctively grab onto anything, and if he got tangled up, both might be pulled under. He slowly circled behind her, wrapping an arm around her and shouting, "Mrs. Daisy, don’t worry, I’m here to help."
"Kevin, I think I have a leg cramp," Daisy said, writhing her body. Her powerful thrashes nearly overwhelmed him. He had to use both hands to grip her waist, kicking with his legs to swim towards the poolside. As Daisy’s body pressed tightly against his, her mature, smooth, tender skin rubbed against his chest. Her ample, curvy hips squeezed his penis, sending a wave of ecstatic pleasure throughout his body, quickly causing him to become aroused. His penis, now fully erect, protruded through their thin swimwear, pressing into the crevice of Daisy's buttocks.
This is too much, Kevin thought. He struggled to remain composed, reminding himself not to let his imagination run wild. The woman in his arms was Laura’s mother. Besides, Laura was just a short distance away, watching.
Yet, as Daisy’s body continued to squirm, her large, round buttocks rubbed and collided with Kevin's groin. Her hands instinctively reached back, suddenly pulling down Kevin’s swim trunks. His erect penis sprang free, with its heated tip sinking deeply into the crevice of Daisy’s buttocks. Her swimwear stretched to its limit but didn’t break, though the head of his penis could still feel the slick, tender flesh of her buttocks.
Shit, Kevin thought. Though he tried to restrain himself, holding such a voluptuous and sexy mature woman tested anyone’s self-control. Instinctively, he tightened his grip on Daisy, sliding his hands from her waist to the underside of her bikini top, cupping her soft, full breasts. His fingers pushed through the edges of her bikini, kneading the smooth flesh, while thrusting his hips so that his penis slid up and down the crevice of her buttocks. Each time his swollen head brushed against her covered entrance but never penetrated, even the thin barrier of her swimwear couldn’t mask the intoxicating feel of her moist, soft entrance.
Kevin inhaled sharply, biting his tongue to regain composure. If he ejaculated, the situation would become unbearably awkward for both of them. He strained to back away, disengaging from the contact with her lower body. Daisy’s large, round white buttocks continued to wriggle in the clear water, appearing all the more enticing. Her smooth, white thighs kicked out, and one of them hit Kevin’s abdomen, causing him to grunt in pain. Fortunately, it missed his privates; otherwise, he would have been incapacitated.
By this time, they had reached the shallower end of the pool, and Daisy’s leg cramp began to ease. She turned to look at Kevin and, noticing his pained expression, instinctively reached towards his abdomen, intending to massage him. Her fingers accidentally grasped his rigid penis, and without thinking, she squeezed it a few times before realizing what she had touched. She gasped, and immediately withdrew her hand, then lost her balance and fell backwards. Kevin instinctively leaned forward to catch her, his hands gripping her smooth, soft thighs, his engorged penis pressing insistently against her lower body, separated only by the thin barrier of her swimwear.
Kevin felt her plump, full lower body moving against the head of his penis, sending waves of pleasure through him. His brain went blank, and he sensed an unbearable tingling in his penis as a thick stream of milky white liquid erupted forcefully.
Daisy sensed Kevin’s body tense and felt his hard, throbbing penis thrusting against her entrance. Realizing he had ejaculated, she instinctively tried to push him away, but his strong arms held her close, with his head resting against her chest, pressing into her ample breasts.
The voluptuously unfulfilled body of an older woman was overwhelmed by such stimulation, her face turned a rosy hue, her lower body tingling with pleasure. Her nipples sent electric-like sensations through her, and she instinctively clung to Kevin, moving her hips to rub against his fiery, engorged manhood. She quickly reached an unprecedented climax, her inner walls trembling, contracting, and then releasing a hot stream of fluid. She experienced a peak sensation she had never felt before.
The mature, alluring woman and the handsome young man clung tightly to each other, their sex separated by mere swimwear, basking in the unparalleled afterglow of their shared climax.
"Mom, Kevin, are you alright?" Laura's anxious voice rang out from a distance.
Daisy’s body trembled, her once lustful gaze snapping back to clarity. She quickly pushed Kevin away, hurriedly cleaned herself underwater, and swam over to her daughter without saying a word, though her mind was a chaotic mess.
Moments ago, she had warmed up too quickly, without adequately preparing her body, causing her leg to cramp while swimming. Even without Kevin’s help, she could have eventually recovered, but she hadn't expected such an incident to occur.
Recalling how Kevin had held her firm buttocks, poking his penis at her entrance as if they were making love, and even ejaculating, Daisy felt a mix of anger and embarrassment. Still, she couldn’t blame him.
Kevin had acted out of goodwill, and despite his initial arousal while holding her from behind, he hadn’t taken advantage. Instead, he had tried to distance himself, only for her movements to cause further mishap.
Daisy, experienced as she was, knew that in such situations, any man would struggle to maintain control—let alone a teenage boy like Kevin.
It’s fine, she thought, as long as he only ejaculated outside. Yet, recalling the feel of his hard, hot penis pressing against her entrance, she couldn’t help but feel a tinge of regret. If her husband Oliver had such firmness, she wouldn’t be so easily overwhelmed by just the touch of another’s penis.
Swimming slowly to the edge of the pool, Daisy saw Laura rushing toward her with concern. "Mom, are you alright? What happened?"
"Oh, I’m fine. Just a leg cramp earlier, but I'm okay now," Daisy reassured with a smile, feeling a wave of relief wash over her. At least she and Kevin were far enough away from Laura, and their bodies were mostly submerged. Otherwise, she would have been too embarrassed to face her daughter.
Kevin swam over as well, having put his swim trunks back on. After such an ordeal, neither he nor Daisy had any desire to stay in the water. The three of them got out and headed to the changing rooms to get dressed.
"Mom, there seems to be something on you," Laura suddenly pointed out, indicating a spot on Daisy’s high, ample breast.
Looking down, Daisy saw a white, sticky patch on her bikini top—Kevin's ejaculate. Blushing, she quickly wiped it away with her hand and said nonchalantly, "Oh, it’s probably just some disinfectant."
She shot Kevin a glaring look while Laura wasn’t watching.
"Yes, just disinfectant," Kevin hastily agreed. If Laura found out what he had done, she’d never forgive him.
The three of them went to their respective changing rooms. After dressing, they left the spa area. Daisy returned to her sophisticated demeanor, her manner towards Kevin warm and inviting as if nothing had happened.
Seeing that it was already past four in the afternoon, Daisy took Laura and Kevin to say goodbye to her father. Entering Malcolm's room, they found him conversing with a middle-aged man in a white shirt.
Knowing that Daisy was leaving, Malcolm escorted them downstairs and warmly said to Kevin, "Kevin, you must visit often. I’ll be waiting for more chess games with you."
"Grandpa, I’ll definitely visit," Kevin waved as they bid farewell. He noticed the respectful demeanor the middle-aged man had towards Malcolm and wondered who he was.
As they drove away from the resort, Kevin curiously asked, "Mrs. Daisy, who was that man talking to your father earlier?"
"Oh, he’s Justin, the deputy chief of the police department and one of my father’s old subordinates. His son, August, goes to your school. You two should know each other," Daisy casually explained while sighing inwardly. Despite Justin’s competence and incorruptible character, he had suffered setbacks due to aligning with the wrong political faction. The current governor had suppressed him, and his colleagues had sidelined him. Otherwise, he’d have become the police chief by now. Today, he might have sought her father’s support, but since her father’s retirement, he rarely involved himself in county affairs and was unlikely to intervene.
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