Sleepwalking Mom Ch. 15

Sylvia pushed back her chair and stood up finishing her coffee. "Well, let's get dressed. Can't waste all day sitting around here." Reese finished her coffee in one gulp and got out of her chair. I followed suit and went to the living room to collect the rest of my clothes that were scattered across the sofa and floor.

I dressed in my dress slack and shirt. I left off the tie which I had shoved into a suitcoat pocket. The suitcoat was draped over the arm of the sofa when Sylvia appeared fully dressed in casual but fashionable clothes. She came over and pressed her body against mine and kissed me. She said, "I have to go into work for a little while. I have to clean up from last night and get things started for our work next week so we can hit the ground running." I was disappointed and I was sure that it showed. "You have fun with Reese. She's never been here before. Be her guide. She can drive you home in her car. I'll see you bright and early on Monday." She kissed me again and retrieved her bag from the closet. She threw me an air-kiss and she was gone. I went to the balcony to watch for her walking to her car.

Then Reese came up behind me and said, "Did Sylvia leave?" I nodded. "She went to work, didn't she? She's always the serious one. All work and no play. She's always been like that. After our Mom died, Dad was a mess. My oldest sister, Abigail, should have taken up the load to help but she was all about having fun and she shirked her responsibilities. Sylvia took on the load and pretty much raised me, even though she was only a few years older. She is more a mother to me than a sister. Abigail got pregnant during her senior year in high school and married the guy. He was, ..... well, he is a drone. She works and he plays." She hesitated a moment and continued, "Go figure. She loves him."

Sylvia got to her car and turned back to see if I was watching from her fourth-floor apartment. She smiled and waved and slid behind the wheel. I watched until she was out of sight. Reese said, "What do you want to do today. It's just me and you. I can take you home if you want. I'm going to enjoy this weather at the pool."

I turned away from the railing and Reese was standing there in the skimpiest bikini I had ever seen. It made the twins micro-bikini look like burlap sacks. Her body was every bit as incredible as Sylvia's. Her long blonde hair was pulled into a pony-tail secured on the very top of her head. Her breasts were large and round, like Sylvia's and were nearly on full display in her bikini. My mouth must have fallen open because she giggled and pushed her hand to my chin and closed it. I could tell that she was used to my reaction. Her facial features were slightly different than her sister's but she was just as gorgeous in her own way. She giggled at my reaction and made an adjustment to her bikini top to tuck in an escaped nipple.

My mind flashed back to her question about what to do today. The pool sounded great but I didn't have a bathing suit. She was reading my mind and said, "Your boxer shorts will work fine for a bathing suit." I grinned at her and nodded. She broke into a wide grin and came over and unfastened my pants and let them drop to the floor. She bent and picked them up and neatly folded them. I unbuttoned my shirt and we laid these with my suitcoat. Reese hurried down the hall and came back with two large bath towels. She didn't even pull on a cover up and the older couple in the elevator were in shock. The old guy couldn't take his eyes off Reese and his wife kept elbowing him in the ribs. He didn't care. He was nearly salivating. I couldn't blame him. She was standing there nearly naked and completely unfazed. For my part, I didn't want to shock the old lady into a heart attack or stroke, so I made sure the gap in my boxer shorts wasn't showing anything by holding my hands at my crotch.

The old guy held the open button when we got to the ground floor and motioned for us to step out. I laughed because the dirty old man just wanted to see Reese's ass and she put on an exaggerated, hip-swaying strut that brought a huge grin to his face. His wife kicked him on the leg and swatted him on the arm.

There was no one else at the pool. The temperature was nice but promised to be hot later in the day. I tested the water and it was in the eighties. We took lounge chairs and I made sure they weren't under the balcony of the masturbating guy across from Sylvia's apartment. When we began to perspire, we got in the pool to cool off. We talked and laughed most of the morning. I enjoyed her sense of humor and she certainly wasn't hard to look at. She talked about her experiences at college. She was just getting into discussing her former boyfriend and I suggested that we go to lunch. She agreed; we hadn't had any breakfast.

We wrapped our towels around us and headed for the elevator. Once back in Sylvia's apartment, Reese headed for her bedroom to change. I dried off in the living room and pulled my wet boxer shorts to the floor and stepped out of them. I often went commando anyway, so it was no big deal. I finished drying off and was about to sit down and pull my pants on, when Reese walked into the living room. She was naked and I noted that she wasn't showing much less skin than when she was in her bathing suit.

She looked at me sitting there with my feet in my pants and said, "Would you do me a big favor?"

I stopped what I was doing and said, "Sure. What do you need?"

She came in and sat down on a chair beside the sofa and leaned toward me. Her nipples were erect and it was impossible to know whether she was just cold from the air-conditioning on her damp skin or she was aroused. She said, "We were getting into the story of my boyfriend before we came up here. I need to tell you that story before I can get into the favor." I nodded and let my pants fall back to the floor. "We went all the way back to high school, but we didn't have sex until college. We were brought up to believe that sex should wait until marriage and we had talked about that after we graduated." She grinned at me and continued, "We didn't make it to graduation or marriage. We had sex in his dorm room and in mine. He wasn't very experience and neither was I." She was picking at her fingernails and wouldn't look up at me. "I know that I said that Sylvia didn't have much experience so I could make you think I had a lot."

"Anyway, we always had intercourse in a missionary position. He didn't last very long and I figured that was just the way it was. He was my only experience. As far as I knew, I was his only experience too. Then I came back to my dorm room one afternoon and he was fucking my roommate doggy style. She must have introduced him to that. When I calmed down, we talked about what happened and he complained about our sex life. The doggy style looked interesting and I would have gladly tried it if I had known anything about it. That wasn't good enough for him. He complained that I never gave him a blow job. My roommate gave blow jobs to her boyfriend while I watched. They liked having sex while someone watched. She would start with a blow job to get him super hard and then they'd have intercourse. He didn't last much longer than my boyfriend."

Reese giggled and said, "I liked watching and I got very horny every time. My boyfriend's dick couldn't even be classified as a cock. It was never very big and I assumed that it was because he wasn't getting hard enough. So, I tried giving him a blow job to help get him up. I had ulterior motives. I wanted to get off too. He came on my face the second that I touched his cock with my tongue. He was pissed. So was I because then I didn't get anything out of the deal." I chuckled and she giggled.

"I thought he was like every other guy. Our crummy sex life was like everyone else's. My roommate got me off one night and I had an orgasm like nothing I'd ever given myself. I wanted the same thing from him but he wasn't interested. He came in my face with a touch and he came inside me after two or three humps. I dumped his ass and moved on. Later, my roommate told me that he was the worst fuck of her life. He started trashing me around campus saying what a terrible fuck I was." My roommate evened the scales on him and he was so humiliated that he transferred to another college. I never felt as though I got proper revenge on him, so here is my favor."

I looked at her and she looked up at me. I nodded. "I've had other boyfriends since him but they have all had normal dicks. Nothing like yours. I ....umm.... I'd like to take some selfies of your huge cock in my mouth and in my pussy. I already have some ideas about how to do it. I want to sext them to him without my face or yours. He'll recognize me from the mole between my tits. He'll be intimidated by your cock and your physique. What do you say? Can you help me out?"

After that story, the favor was a no-brainer. I quickly nodded. She grinned and jumped up and grabbed her smart phone off the counter. She looked at me and said, "And I want to sext him a photo of me giving your cock a tit-fuck." She grinned as she watched my cock raising out of my lap. She looked around the room and then said, "The balcony. I need good light. The flash washes out my photos.

She pulled open the balcony door and pulled a chair into the sunlight. She led me to the chair and I sat down. She was giddy as she handed me her phone and showed me how to zoom and shoot. She positioned herself between my knees and sat back on her heels. She sucked my cock deep in her mouth and took a vacuum to get me as big and hard as possible. She wanted it to look wet and when she pulled back it was. I selected a mode for closeup and pointed the lens. I couldn't get all of my cock in frame and not her face. She propped her tits up on my thighs so the photo would show her mole. I suggested that she put on a pair of sunglasses to hide her face. A hat would have been good but she didn't have one. She pushed her pursed lips onto the tip of my cock and stopped before the ridge disappeared into her mouth. I revised the angle and pressed the button. It made the traditional sound of an old SLR camera. I took another angle and took another photo and then another. She could decide what photos to send to him

Reese grinned. Her face was getting flushed with her excitement. She came up on her knees and wrapped her tits around my cock and held it in place with her arms and hands. She grinned when she realized that she could make the shot even better by tucking her chin in and putting her lips on the head of my cock sticking up above her cleavage. The photo wouldn't show her mole or a full on shot of her face. I took the shot and zoomed out a little to show her hands on her tits with her fingers holding my cock between her big tits. I took several at different angles and different zooms. When I was done, she pushed her lips further onto my cock and started giving me a tit job as her tongue flicked on the 'spot'.

She didn't do that for long before she pulled back and said, "You'll have to get down here on the floor for the next part. She got to her feet and ran inside and grabbed the towel I had used to dry off. She spread it out on the concrete balcony and I got down on my back. My hard-on wagged from side to side until I got into position and then my cock settled back on my abdomen and bounced up. Reese climbed over my body, planted her feet at my waist and sat down on my hips. She came up as high as she could but it wasn't high enough. She planted one foot at my hips and lifted herself with that leg. She positioned my cock at her pussy and waited for me to take the picture. She heard the 'click-zip' and pushed herself further down my shaft and stopped. I took another shot and she pushed down further. I took another shot. Her tits and the mole were in frame but not her face. The angle that I was taking the photos showed my abs, pubic hair and cock, disappearing into her pussy.

Reese got some inspiration and reached down and spread her labia and I took another shot. She giggled and started fucking me up and down. I figured this would happen, either by her initiative or mine. A few minutes later, she groaned into her orgasm. I took a few shots of the looks on her face which told the whole story. I was getting close too but then I had some inspiration from porno sites on the internet. She was trying hard to get me off and I said, "Wait. Hold on. I have an idea." She stopped and I helped her up and off my cock. She sat back on her ass to my right and watched as I got up. "I'll stand here in the sunlight. You position yourself on your knees giving me a blow job. I'll take some shots with you turned half-way to the camera sucking my cock. I'm close right now and I'll cum in your mouth and face. You let the cum drool from your lips and I'll take a bunch of shots. My body from neck down will be in frame and the side of your face and your side boob and your ass will be in frame."

Reese couldn't move fast enough to get into position. She took the camera and held it out away from us making zoom adjustments to accomplish the shot. She turned her head back to my cock and I told her at what position it would be hard to identify her. I put my hand around the back side of her head as she started her blow job. I groaned as I got closer. She held her arm out behind her holding the phone. This actually exposed all of her side boob and nipple to the camera. I started throbbing my hips at her face and I warned her that I was going to cum so she could prepare for the next series of photos. I could hear the camera clicking away. It was too late to put the camera on video. She could have stripped out single photos from that.

I groaned hard and pulsed my hips forward. It would have been better if I hadn't moved at all but my hips autonomously surged forward when I came. She kept right on clicking off the shots and she followed the script as she took the first two huge shots in her mouth. She didn't try to swallow. She pulled her lips off the head with her pursed lips kissing the tip. She let the cum escape from the corners of her mouth as she pushed it out with her tongue. The remaining shots of jizz blasted all over her face and when we reviewed the photos later, one showed cum on her lips and along her nose and forehead and one big glob of cum clinging to her exposed nipple about to succumb to gravity. Reese was thrilled with the results. My face was above the frame while her body was on full display. Her face was turned away from the camera just enough so that she was recognizable to someone who knew her. That shot was definitely going to her ex-boyfriend. She grinned and said, "Perfect."

She sent only that photo with a text, 'Suck on this, Ass-hole.' She may send more later but that one photo said it all. We took a quick shower together and we kissed passionately under the hot water. My cock was hard and she wanted to get me off again but I stopped her. It deflated as I we dried each other. We dressed and went to lunch.

At the restaurant, as we ate our meal, Reese said, "I think Sylvia is trying to set us up. I don't know why. She's not much older than you. You two are great together. What do you think?"

I thought about what she had said. I had already pondered her conclusion. She examined my face as I thought about what to say. A sad look formed on her face. I'm sure she was reading the sadness on my face. I nodded and said, "You're probably right. I've never really known what our future might be. I think Sylvia likes me just fine and she enjoys the sex but I think she likes Fatima a little bit more and I know she likes the sex with her. To be honest though, I think Sylvia was a lost soul before I came along and probably even before Fatima.

Reese looked away from me and her eyes flooded with tears. She whispered, "I'm sorry Dex. I think she's a fool and I worry about her." I forced out a smile and took a sip off my soda. We finished our lunch talking about happier topics. She dropped me off at home and as I was getting out of her car, she said, "I'd love to go out with you Dex. Just you and me."

I looked in at her and said, "I'll have to sort out what's going on with your sister first. If her plan is to bring you here to push us together, she'll say so, if I can get up the balls to ask her. Thanks for the ride home." She frowned at me as I closed the door. She tooted the horn as she drove off and I waved.