Playing Catch Up
Neighborhood MILFs
chapter 6
by
copier
· original author:
latergator
But as hot the idea of slipping down Opal’s throat and surfing through her curvy and thirsty body was making him, James ultimately decide against it. For he had never attempted to recreate the milk incident after it had occurred or anything like it, and had no idea if his survival would be one-hundred percent guaranteed. What if her now teenage system, undoubtedly more powerful than the one he originally voyaged through, completely absorbed his liquid form this time and left him trapped inside of her forever?
Though, the dirty parts of his mind mused, ending up as part of her bouncy breasts or her plush tush didn’t sound so bad…
James shook his head gently, both to refuse Opal’s offer and to shake away his growing redness. “Let’s walk.” He said. “It’ll give us a chance to catch up. You know, since water can’t talk and all…” While he had added a joke to lighten the mood a little, he was honestly quite serious about the former statement. The pair, who were usually inseparable after the school day finished, hadn’t hung out in a few weeks, and her absence had stirred within him a tingle of worry. So he was very curious to know what she’d been up to during that time instead.
For a split-second, a hint of disappointment graced Opal’s face, before it was quickly swept away with a friendly smile and a nod. James couldn’t tell if she was letdown at having to walk instead of run or at not getting a drink for her parched body, but he shoved aside his musing as the duo began their trek towards Opal’s house.
The first few minutes of the journey were uncomfortably quiet. His normally so talkative friend, who he had expected to bombard him with information of what she’d done over the past few weeks, hadn’t said a single word. Instead she seemed more focused on staying a couple steps ahead of him and swaying her hips in an unnatural, exaggerating manner, like she was trying to draw his attention to her lower thickness. James had to admit that he did find himself sneaking glances at those meaty mounds as they bounced from one side to the other, but the chance of being caught with a boner in public inevitably made him tear his gaze away and look awkwardly off into the distance. It also didn’t help that Opal would occasionally stumble, obviously not comfortable walking in such a manner, and further kill any possible arousal he had.
With the discomfort of the situation getting to him, James ultimately decided to break the silence. “I haven’t seen you after school for a few weeks.” He began as he sped up to walk alongside her, no longer having to deal with the teasing cheeks. “Mind sharing that you’ve been up to?”
Opal sighed, seemingly disappointed again, before she responded. “Oh, I was surfing with my auntie and cousin…” Her pace quickened as she tried to overtake him again, but James copied the action, determined to keep them shoulder-to-shoulder. Eventually she huffed and gave up, slowly down to walk beside him at a more leisurely speed.
James mulled the info over. It made sense, since he knew Opal was a very enthusiastic swimmer. He had many joyous memories of splashing – and being splashed by – her when they played together in her garden pool as kids. “I didn’t know you surfed…”
Opal glanced at him from the corner of her eye. “Everyone in our family surfs, dude! It’s sorta an unofficial family tradition.” There was a pause as she swallowed down a lump in throat and mouthed something silently to herself, as if debating her own mind on what to say next. “… You should come with sometime.” She muttered, suddenly more interested in the cracks in the sidewalk than anything else. “I can introduce you to my aunt and cousin. I think they’d like you.”
“Like Sue how “likes” me?” He shot her a skeptical look. He watched her hair slap against her head with each step, and pondered if she found that annoying. “Cause if so, no thanks.”
She was about to respond when something ahead caught her attention. He followed her gaze off into the distance, and easily spotted what it was. It was her house, the same old, massive den it had always been. The only sign that time had touched it was the paint, once a vibrant red, dulling from years of exposure to the elements. The image stirred up conflicting feelings inside of him. On one hand he was happy to see the place he had so many good memories of drawing closer, yet on the other he recalled the woman dwelling within, and the building longing wait to erupt.
Opal looked at him as her lips curled up into a childlike smirk, and with little more than a wink she broke off into a sprint towards the her home. Unwilling to be left in the dust, James shoved aside his woes and gave chase, pressing his soles hard into the cement to launch himself forward. He managed, for a brief moment, to catch up with her, running alongside her with the cool wind rushing past them. But soon he was reminded that she was a much better runner than he was as he started falling behind, unable to control and move his body like she could.
Opal won the race decisively, her face glowing with a gigantic smile, and she raised up her hands in celebration, as if she had just broken a world-record in front of a massive crowd. James caught up, ragged and gasping for air, and took a seat on the knee high wall as he regained his energy. His friend sat beside him and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. Leaning against each other they laughed together, like they’d done so much as children, and neither really wanted the moment to end.
The sound of the house door opening beheaded their laughter. The startled friends broke apart and stood up, both flushing red in embarrassment, before turning to see Sue standing in the doorway. The milf’s body glistened in a delicious coat of fresh sweat, having postponed her exercise immediately to investigate the familiar laughter. Her drenched workout clothes, almost identical to Opal’s except with gray yoga pants in place of running shorts, clung so very tightly to her fit form.
Her hungry eyes only briefly skimmed across her daughter’s face before they locked firmly onto James. “Why, hello James…” Sue began as a smile, an unnerving mixture of welcoming and nefarious, creeped onto her face. She leaned against the door frame and bit her lip softly as she looked him over. “Do what do I owe the pleasure?”
Opal immediately planted herself between her mother and her best friend. While she wasn’t tall enough to block the older woman’s hungry gaze from meeting his eyes, James was very appreciative of the gesture. “Back off, mom.” The teen growled. “He’s with me.”
Sue chuckled, more amused by her daughter’s act than actually threatened. “Alright, hun.” She said as she turned around, exposing the juicy ass that her tight pants molded around, and strut deeper into the house, purposefully making her honed cheeks sway seductively from side-to-side. It was similar to what Opal had done earlier, but were she had came off as amateurish and clumsy with Sue it came off as professional and graceful, a skill mastered through years of training. James hated that his hormonal, teenage body was enjoying the display.
Before turning the corner back into her gym, Sue spared a sultry glance over her shoulder, and cooed. “Just save some for the rest of us, okay?” Then she disappeared, hips sashaying all the while.
Opal rushed over and angrily slammed the door shut. Flustered, she looked over at him, and easily picked up on his peaking levels of discomfort. “W-we could sneak around back and use the pool.” She offered, trying to save the dying embers of the pair’s enthusiasm. “I could easily grab you a pair of trunks from dad’s room without Mom noticing, and we’ll be gone before she knows it!”
James just shrugged, still reeling from the chill her mother’s eyes had sent coursing through him.
Opal tapped her skull in frustration. Somehow the knocking knocked an idea into her conscious mind. “We could go to auntie’s place.” She offered. “It’s not far from here, and they have all the stuff we’d need. Expect a pool. I could introduce you early.”
Again her friend shrugged. “You choose.” He sighed. “I’ll follow your lead.”
Though, the dirty parts of his mind mused, ending up as part of her bouncy breasts or her plush tush didn’t sound so bad…
James shook his head gently, both to refuse Opal’s offer and to shake away his growing redness. “Let’s walk.” He said. “It’ll give us a chance to catch up. You know, since water can’t talk and all…” While he had added a joke to lighten the mood a little, he was honestly quite serious about the former statement. The pair, who were usually inseparable after the school day finished, hadn’t hung out in a few weeks, and her absence had stirred within him a tingle of worry. So he was very curious to know what she’d been up to during that time instead.
For a split-second, a hint of disappointment graced Opal’s face, before it was quickly swept away with a friendly smile and a nod. James couldn’t tell if she was letdown at having to walk instead of run or at not getting a drink for her parched body, but he shoved aside his musing as the duo began their trek towards Opal’s house.
The first few minutes of the journey were uncomfortably quiet. His normally so talkative friend, who he had expected to bombard him with information of what she’d done over the past few weeks, hadn’t said a single word. Instead she seemed more focused on staying a couple steps ahead of him and swaying her hips in an unnatural, exaggerating manner, like she was trying to draw his attention to her lower thickness. James had to admit that he did find himself sneaking glances at those meaty mounds as they bounced from one side to the other, but the chance of being caught with a boner in public inevitably made him tear his gaze away and look awkwardly off into the distance. It also didn’t help that Opal would occasionally stumble, obviously not comfortable walking in such a manner, and further kill any possible arousal he had.
With the discomfort of the situation getting to him, James ultimately decided to break the silence. “I haven’t seen you after school for a few weeks.” He began as he sped up to walk alongside her, no longer having to deal with the teasing cheeks. “Mind sharing that you’ve been up to?”
Opal sighed, seemingly disappointed again, before she responded. “Oh, I was surfing with my auntie and cousin…” Her pace quickened as she tried to overtake him again, but James copied the action, determined to keep them shoulder-to-shoulder. Eventually she huffed and gave up, slowly down to walk beside him at a more leisurely speed.
James mulled the info over. It made sense, since he knew Opal was a very enthusiastic swimmer. He had many joyous memories of splashing – and being splashed by – her when they played together in her garden pool as kids. “I didn’t know you surfed…”
Opal glanced at him from the corner of her eye. “Everyone in our family surfs, dude! It’s sorta an unofficial family tradition.” There was a pause as she swallowed down a lump in throat and mouthed something silently to herself, as if debating her own mind on what to say next. “… You should come with sometime.” She muttered, suddenly more interested in the cracks in the sidewalk than anything else. “I can introduce you to my aunt and cousin. I think they’d like you.”
“Like Sue how “likes” me?” He shot her a skeptical look. He watched her hair slap against her head with each step, and pondered if she found that annoying. “Cause if so, no thanks.”
She was about to respond when something ahead caught her attention. He followed her gaze off into the distance, and easily spotted what it was. It was her house, the same old, massive den it had always been. The only sign that time had touched it was the paint, once a vibrant red, dulling from years of exposure to the elements. The image stirred up conflicting feelings inside of him. On one hand he was happy to see the place he had so many good memories of drawing closer, yet on the other he recalled the woman dwelling within, and the building longing wait to erupt.
Opal looked at him as her lips curled up into a childlike smirk, and with little more than a wink she broke off into a sprint towards the her home. Unwilling to be left in the dust, James shoved aside his woes and gave chase, pressing his soles hard into the cement to launch himself forward. He managed, for a brief moment, to catch up with her, running alongside her with the cool wind rushing past them. But soon he was reminded that she was a much better runner than he was as he started falling behind, unable to control and move his body like she could.
Opal won the race decisively, her face glowing with a gigantic smile, and she raised up her hands in celebration, as if she had just broken a world-record in front of a massive crowd. James caught up, ragged and gasping for air, and took a seat on the knee high wall as he regained his energy. His friend sat beside him and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. Leaning against each other they laughed together, like they’d done so much as children, and neither really wanted the moment to end.
The sound of the house door opening beheaded their laughter. The startled friends broke apart and stood up, both flushing red in embarrassment, before turning to see Sue standing in the doorway. The milf’s body glistened in a delicious coat of fresh sweat, having postponed her exercise immediately to investigate the familiar laughter. Her drenched workout clothes, almost identical to Opal’s except with gray yoga pants in place of running shorts, clung so very tightly to her fit form.
Her hungry eyes only briefly skimmed across her daughter’s face before they locked firmly onto James. “Why, hello James…” Sue began as a smile, an unnerving mixture of welcoming and nefarious, creeped onto her face. She leaned against the door frame and bit her lip softly as she looked him over. “Do what do I owe the pleasure?”
Opal immediately planted herself between her mother and her best friend. While she wasn’t tall enough to block the older woman’s hungry gaze from meeting his eyes, James was very appreciative of the gesture. “Back off, mom.” The teen growled. “He’s with me.”
Sue chuckled, more amused by her daughter’s act than actually threatened. “Alright, hun.” She said as she turned around, exposing the juicy ass that her tight pants molded around, and strut deeper into the house, purposefully making her honed cheeks sway seductively from side-to-side. It was similar to what Opal had done earlier, but were she had came off as amateurish and clumsy with Sue it came off as professional and graceful, a skill mastered through years of training. James hated that his hormonal, teenage body was enjoying the display.
Before turning the corner back into her gym, Sue spared a sultry glance over her shoulder, and cooed. “Just save some for the rest of us, okay?” Then she disappeared, hips sashaying all the while.
Opal rushed over and angrily slammed the door shut. Flustered, she looked over at him, and easily picked up on his peaking levels of discomfort. “W-we could sneak around back and use the pool.” She offered, trying to save the dying embers of the pair’s enthusiasm. “I could easily grab you a pair of trunks from dad’s room without Mom noticing, and we’ll be gone before she knows it!”
James just shrugged, still reeling from the chill her mother’s eyes had sent coursing through him.
Opal tapped her skull in frustration. Somehow the knocking knocked an idea into her conscious mind. “We could go to auntie’s place.” She offered. “It’s not far from here, and they have all the stuff we’d need. Expect a pool. I could introduce you early.”
Again her friend shrugged. “You choose.” He sighed. “I’ll follow your lead.”
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