Skinned Knees

"Sit in the back with me, G. I. Joe," Sean said as he clambered into the back seat.

"Oh, honey, Joe's pretty big. He'll be more comfortable up here with me," Mandy said, as she buckled him in.

We spent some time at the tamer rides, since Mommy thought Sean was too young for the wilder attractions, and he wasn't tall enough for some of the others. Soon, Sean was bored. He wanted more action.

"Mommy, I want to go on something fast. Something high."

We were walking past the flume ride. It was one of those water roller-coasters where the long, narrow boats plunged down a steep hill into a pool, making a big splash.

"I don't know, honey," Mandy said to her son. "I don't want to walk around the rest of the day in wet clothes."

"Look," I said. "Those people just got off the ride, and they're not all that wet."

"Come on, Mommy," Sean said, dragging her over to the sign at the entrance. "See, I'm big enough."

"OK, then," Mandy laughed. "Let's just try to sit where we won't get drenched."

As we were getting into the boat, I asked the attendant, "Where should we sit if we don't want to get wet?"

"The further front you are, the better," the teenage boy said.

Just as the ride was pulling away, the kid ran up to us and said, "Maybe I lied."

There were rapids that we had to traverse, overhead waterfalls, and animatronic elephants spraying water with their trunks. We got splashed a bit, and a little spray and mist dampened us, but we stayed more or less dry. Until the last hill.

"Prepare to get soaked!" the attendant at the top of the hill yelled as our boat plunged into the abyss.

The first ride attendant had lied. The people in the back of the boat stayed pretty dry. Sean ducked down behind the front bulkhead, while Mandy pushed back against me. I had already felt her firm ass against me a few times during the ride. This time, she squeezed back against me hard enough that I could feel my cock begin to grow. Her gorgeous hair was against my chest, and I wrapped my arms around her trim abdomen protectively.

The impact with the water in the pool sent a wave of water over Mandy and me. Thank God. The sudden shock of the cool water calmed the erection that would soon be obvious.

As we got out of the boat, I saw that Mandy was pretty much soaked where my arms hadn't covered her. Her white t-shirt had become nearly transparent. So had the apparently unlined bra beneath it.

"'Not all that wet', huh? I'm soaked! And I'm cold!" Mandy laughed.

"Mommy, I can see your boobies," Sean laughed.

I could too. They looked larger wet. Big enough to keep me amused for hours. With VERY hard nipples.

"What?" Mandy exclaimed, looking down. "Oh God!" she hissed. Her face turned crimson as she covered her breasts with her hands. Then she looked at me. "I'm so embarrassed!"

"G. I. Joe saw your boobies too, Mommy," Sean giggled.

"Sean, shhhh!" I said, getting down on my haunches to talk to him. "Mommy's cold. We're going to go get her a new shirt. There's a stand right over there." Looking up to Mandy, I said, "He'll be fine with me for a few minutes. Maybe you could look at those flowers over there where no one can see you, and I'll watch Sean while you go change. OK?"

"Thank you," she whispered, hurrying over to the plantings.

A few minutes later, a somewhat drier Mandy came out of the ladies' room.

"Thank you, Joe. This dark blue will stay nice and opaque if it gets wet," she said.

"Oh, darn, I hadn't thought of that," I teased. "I just thought it would match your eyes."

She looked at me closely, a smile tugging at her lips. "I don't know if I feel pawed at or flattered," she murmured, kissing me softly on the cheek.

"You should feel both," I said as she drew away. The slight movement of her breasts confirmed what I thought I had felt when her body had briefly touched mine. Her bra was gone.

She saw where my eyes were. "It was too wet to wear. So it's in the bag with my wet shirt. Be a gentleman and carry it for me. I'll give you the money for the shirt when we get home."

"Don't worry about it, Mandy. I'm sorry I was staring."

"Kinda hard not to see. I looked like some slut up on stage at Spring break."

"No, you looked like a beautiful lady caught in an awkward situation. Now let's take Sean on a couple more rides," I said.

She squeezed my hand. "Thank you."

After some concession stand food and a few more rides, we (the adults) decided it was time to head home. Sean was asleep before we got out of the parking lot.

"That was a lot of fun," Mandy said as she drove. I almost didn't hear her. The way her car's shoulder belt separated those breasts hidden under her shirt had me lost in a daydream.

"I enjoyed our date. I guess that's what this was," I said.

Mandy grinned. "I haven't been on a date to an amusement park since I was a high school kid."

When we got to their house, Mandy woke Sean. "Do you want to come in, Joe?"

"Sure."

"Sean honey, I want you to go upstairs and take your shower. You can put on shorts and a t-shirt for the evening. I'll change your bandages when you come down."

"OK, Mommy." Sean went upstairs.

"He's such a good kid. You're doing a great job with him," I said.

"Thank you. Sometimes, though, he doesn't know when to keep his mouth shut."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

Mandy blushed again. "He didn't need to announce to the world that everyone could see my ... my ... well, that everyone could see me today."

"He wasn't that loud. Besides, he was right. I had already seen them, and I enjoyed the show."

"Yeah, you looked like you did," she smirked.

"I'm sorry. I guess that was pretty crude of me," I said.

"Don't apologize. I kind of liked seeing your reaction. Besides, I enjoyed the flume ride."

"Really?"

"Yes, at the end, when I could feel you against me."

Now it was my turn to blush. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I try to be a gentleman. I guess I just reacted to the situation."

"Do you always try to be a gentleman?" she asked, moving to stand close in front of me. Her big blue eyes were gleaming up at me.

"Not always."

She put her arms on my shoulders and pulled herself tight against me. It was our first kiss. I could feel her unfettered breasts against my chest, and I'm sure she could feel my manhood lengthening and filling as our tongues briefly met.

"Let me make a phone call," she breathed as she pulled away. I could see the way her nipples distorted the fabric of her shirt.

In a few minutes, she was back. "My mother's coming to take Sean for the night. That will give us the opportunity to spend a little time together," she said, pressing herself against me for another interesting kiss.

I worried about it a little, but my erection had faded by the time Mandy's mom showed up to collect Sean for the evening. When they were safely out of sight, Mandy came over to me and kissed me again. "I'm going to go upstairs to take a bath," she breathed when we came up for air.

"OK. I'll go home and get cleaned up, too."

"Joe, wait." She pushed away from me enough to be able to capture me with her eyes. "Let me be honest . I'm a hard-working single mom. As you yourself pointed out, I don't take much time for myself. That means, no dating, no boyfriend, no love. I'm not looking for those things. At this point in my life, my son is the most important thing. I don't have time for a relationship."

"That's fine. Frankly, until I'm done with my thesis and have started my teaching job, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to give a woman the time she deserves," I said.

"This is crazy, and I can't believe I'm saying this, but I would like you to come upstairs with me to wash my back. We can see what happens from there."

"All right."

The last time I had taken a bubble bath was when I was a little kid. Somehow, watching Mandy adjust the water temperature and pour in the bubble soap, I knew I wouldn't miss my rubber duckie.

When the tub was full, she kissed me again. Her hands caressed my back, then my ass.

"Let's get in," she breathed, lifting the hem of my shirt.

When she removed my shorts and boxers, she let just the tips of her fingers stroke lightly along my awakening shaft. Her touch was making me very hard, very quickly. "Is this for me?" she asked, her big blue eyes staring into mine.

"It's because of you."

"Undress me, please," Mandy said before she kissed me again.

Pulling her shirt over her head, I exposed her upper half. Her breasts were even nicer than I thought they would be, having seen them through her wet clothes at the park. Their fullness contrasted beautifully with the rest of her trim torso, and faint tan lines from the previous summer outlined her succulent nipples. When I kissed one, she let out a soft moan and wrapped her fingers more firmly around my cock.

I pulled free of her hand as I kissed her belly. It was hard to believe that it had ever carried a child. Even the girls who helped me learn about sex when I was in high school weren't as firm and smooth as this.

My fingers released the button on her shorts and lowered the zipper. Looking in her large blue eyes, I could see a look of wanting. I could feel her tremble slightly as I lowered the garment. The smooth skin of her thighs crinkled into tiny "goosebumps." Her aroma was musky, but sweet. We had been walking outside all day, and now, there was fresh moisture.

Her little white panties appeared to match the bra I had seen at the amusement park. They were damp where it mattered, clinging to her sex. I could see the shadow of a small amount of dark hair just below the lace at the top, but the skin that was now showing clearly through the nearly transparent fabric over her opening was clean and pink.

Kissing her just below her navel, I then moved my lips down until I felt cloth. I managed to grab a bit of lace between my teeth and began to lower them.

Mandy moaned.

When I pulled the damp fabric free of her lips, my nose was hovering over her. Inhaling deeply, I decided I had to taste her now. Her hands were on my shoulders as I helped her step out of her panties. "Move your legs apart a little. Yes, just like that."

"Joe, what are you doing?" she whispered as I kissed her thigh. I kissed the other one higher, an inch or two from her glistening lips. I sucked gently on the tender skin, getting drunk on the taste of her sweat, and high on the smell of her womanhood.

She stammered, "I'm not clean. We were outside all day. Maybe we should ... Oh, God!"

My first real taste of her made me rock hard. I started in the little triangle of dark hair, trimmed so short it could barely curl, then traced downward, teasing the protective hood over her pleasure center. Pressing my tongue so gently on her swollen lips that they barely parted to reveal the source of her perfume made her gasp and tremble.

With every pass of my tongue, up, down, and up again, she blossomed more. Each time I licked her entrance, I found more nectar to help lubricate my tongue on its journey to her clit. Every dance of my tongue on her button, every kiss and nibble I tenderly placed on it, earned me a shuddering murmur of her pleasure and fresh droplets of her dew for my thirsty tongue when it moved back down.

Mandy's orgasm was wonderful to witness. Her hands had moved from my shoulders to my scalp as I licked her, but as her time approached, she slid her hands to the back of my neck and head, pulling me to her. My hands felt her ass cheeks tighten as her juice flowed more freely. Slowly, her ragged breathing returned toward normal.

Rising to my feet, I pulled her to me. My cock slid up her abdomen as she clung to me, kissing me fiercely. "Do you want to get in the tub, now?" I asked as I played with her hair.

Backing away so she could penetrate me with those eyes again, she said, "When I recover, I'm going to try to make you feel that good."

Soaking in the fragrant bubbles with Mandy was amazing. We washed each other's backs, along with some other parts. By the time we were drying each other, we were both very anxious to go to bed. I hoped this was going to be an exhausting night.

She led me to her bedroom with her hand wrapped firmly around my straining erection. Lying back on her bed, her damp hair strewn on the pillow, she stretched her arms out to me. "It's been a long time since I've been with a man, Joe. I hope I remember what to do."

How could this woman, this single mother, a woman who had to be in her late twenties, look so lush and yet so sweet and innocent at the same time? My cock was throbbing almost uncomfortably as I stood looking at her.

"Joe," Mandy said, "come to bed. I'd like it if you took your time, but I want you inside me. Besides, your cock is dripping on my carpet."

"You're so beautiful," I said as I climbed in bed next to her. Lying on my side, I pulled her to me. Our mouths met in a flurry of hot, deep kisses. As my hands strayed from her throat to her breasts, she began to fondle my balls and stroke my hard-on. Her nipples were amazing, succulent, riding high on her full, firm breasts.

When her left nipple was between my lips, Mandy whispered, "No one has sucked on my breasts since I stopped nursing Sean."

She was stroking me purposefully now, making me even harder, smearing my moisture all over the head of my cock and down the shaft. I wondered how long I could stand this.

As I feasted on her breasts, licking, sucking, kissing, and nibbling, her hips began to move. Their movement attracted my hand, and it moved to her center. Slowly, I pushed my middle finger into her depths.

"Make love to me, Joe," she whimpered. "Fuck me."

I was amazed at how tightly her vagina gripped my second finger. I felt that my tongue belonged in there again, and I moved down.

"No, please, you can't do that again," she said as I kissed the tiny patch of dark fuzz above her woman parts.

"Why not?"

"I haven't tasted you yet," she said, "and I want to."

Mandy pushed me onto my back, and kissed me hard and passionately. Our tongues explored and wrestled, and then softer kisses and playful nibbles rained down my chest and belly. She moved her hair so I could see as she held my cock in her hands, admiring it for a moment, before bathing the tip of it with her tongue. When she first took me between her lips, I barely recognized my own voice in the growl of pleasure that came from deep within.

For a while, she contented herself with simply bobbing her head up and down. Then she pulled herself off me and began bathing my cock and balls with her tongue. When she began sucking my balls into her mouth and jacking me firmly with her hand, I felt the pressure building.

"You're going to make me cum," I said.

"I know."

Her mouth engulfed me again, sucking, pulling, willing the juices from me. A hundred sensations overwhelmed me. I thought I could hear my heart thudding in my chest. The smell of my own fresh sweat mingled with the aroma of her pussy. Her beautiful face was impaled on my cock, and her eyes were begging to taste me. The explosion of my overfull cock in her mouth was like none I could remember.

She swallowed every drop as I grunted my appreciation, and then bathed my cock again looking for any essence she may have missed.

"I haven't done that in years," Mandy said, smiling at me. She moved up in the bed to lie next to me, partially on my chest. Her hand went to my cock again as we kissed. "You're still hard."

"You make me that way," I said between tastes of her salty lips.

"May I ride you?" she asked, moving to straddle me. Her hand grasped my cock and positioned it at her weeping hole. Her lower lips parted to admit me, and she slowly lowered herself. In one long, luxurious movement, she encased me, finally settling her weight onto my pelvis.

I was in heaven. Her tight, slippery, warm pussy surrounded all of me, and she stayed still for a few moments, both of us glorying in the sensation of our coupling. Slowly, she raised herself until only my tip was still trapped in her wet velvet sheath, and then she allowed herself to sink down again. We fucked for a while this way, slowly, deliberately, allowing ourselves to savor the pleasure of our movements.

"God, this feels so good," she murmured as she took my cock to the root once more. Changing her position, she leaned forward to offer her breasts to my mouth as she started rocking her hips forward and back on my shaft. I cupped her firm buttocks in my hands as I helped her move.

She picked up her rhythm, and I began to meet her thrusts with my own. Her cobalt eyes were open wide at first, boring into me, but gradually, her lids began to flutter. As we went faster, her eyes lost focus and began to roll up in her head. Her breathing became audible, progressing from deep breaths to gasps. "Cumming, cumming, cumming!" she whined.

Her already tight pussy squeezed me tighter as we fucked. I could feel the ripples of motion inside of her as her moisture bathed my cock and balls. Then she collapsed on top of me and sought my mouth with hers.

When she had regained herself, she said, "I want you to cum again. I want you to fill me. Please. I need it."

Holding her tightly, I rolled her onto her back and lifted her legs onto my shoulders. Grasping her ass in my hands, I plunged myself deep inside her, over and over. Her beautiful face was beaming at me as she saw the ecstasy on mine. Over and over, firmly, but never roughly, I plowed this woman. Every inch of me was swallowed repeatedly by her swollen, hot lower lips. It had been quite a while since I had taken the time to enjoy a woman, and I wanted this to last, but soon, I knew it wouldn't.

When her lashes began to flutter again, I realized that she was going to cum with me. Each grunt I made as I spewed inside her was answered by a moan or gasp of her own. And still we continued our coupling.

Finally spent, I pulled my softening cock from her well-soaked depths. Lying down again, I pulled her to me. We slept.

Her phone woke us. As she talked, I admired her. She had rolled away from me, allowing me to caress the warm, smooth skin of her back and to play with her sleep-tousled hair. "See you then, Mom," she said, hanging up the phone.

She rolled over to cuddle with me again. Stroking her fingers lazily over my chest and abdomen, she asked, "What do you want out of our relationship?"

"Frankly, I'm not sure. When I asked you out, I thought we would just have some fun together getting to know each other better," I said.

She laughed. "I did have fun, and I think I do know you a little better than I did when we left for the amusement park. Sean loves you, and I enjoyed being with you all day. And all night. I'm not ready to even think about the future. Can we just keep things at this level?"

"If that's what you want," I said.

"You probably shouldn't be in my bed when Sean and Mom get here."

"I guess you're right. That could be awkward."

"Don't worry. Mom had a pretty good idea of why I wanted Sean out of the house last night. She even asked me on the phone if an hour would give me enough time to do what I wanted to do this morning."

"What's that?" I asked.

"See if I can talk you into fucking me again," she said with a smile as her hand found my re-invigorated cock. "I want you to take me again. I need to feel you shoot your cum into me one more time before you go."

She moved to her hands and knees. Her juices were glistening on her sex, inviting me to enter her. I did.

After we finished, we took a quick shower together. When we were dressed, I helped her strip the rumpled sheets from her bed and to re-make it. Then it was time for me to go.

At her front door, we stopped to kiss. "I never considered having a fuck buddy," Mandy said.

"Is that what we are?" I asked.