Eloise and I started chatting on Lush. Even though there is a significant age difference, she is twenty-seven, and I am sixty-three, we seem to have much in common. We both enjoy sex, are interested in BDSM and we are both ‘bi-curious.’

Over a short period, our online friendship blossomed. We exchanged email addresses and even phone numbers. Our conversations are fun and sometimes intimate. We’ve swapped stories about our families, friends, frustrations, and our sexual encounters. In a recent chat, we shared fantasies. I was amazed. We’re separated by a generation, yet our fantasies are similar. I never had children but I’ve developed a relationship with her akin to that of an adult daughter.

Last week I had to travel to Los Angeles for work. I decided to treat myself well and upgraded my accommodations from the usual type of hotel I stay at when I travel for work. Since I was going to be away for the entire week I stayed at the Ritz Carlton in downtown LA making my trip a mini-vacation. My meetings were all scheduled in the mornings leaving afternoons and evenings free.

I took a chance and contacted Eloise to see if she wanted to get together and finally meet face-to-face. Happily, she was enthusiastic and agreed. I told her where I was staying and to bring a bathing suit, and that the hotel had a rooftop pool with an incredible view of the city. It would be fun to hang out there for a while, and then have dinner later. She thought that sounded great.

The telephone in my room rang. It was the front desk announcing that my guest had arrived. I went downstairs to meet her. We had exchanged several pictures online so I knew what she looked like. When I saw her standing there in person, I was struck by her beauty. She had an athletic body, not muscular, but fit. She reminded me of a younger me.

We hugged as if we were old friends. “Eloise, I’m so glad to meet you.”

She was genuinely happy to meet me. “Me too. Thank you so much for inviting me.”

We rode the elevator to my suite. I asked, “Would you like to go up to the pool? It’s hard to believe that the club and pool on the roof were in the middle of downtown Los Angeles. The view is remarkable and the service was second to none. We could get a drink and something to eat there if you would like.”

She smiled. “That sounds great.”

When we entered my room I could tell she was impressed. It was a one-bedroom suite with a full living room, a dining room, and a private dressing area.

I pointed and said, “That is the dressing room. You can change into your swimsuit.”

She didn’t close the door. I’m certain this was intentional as it gave me a great view of her as she stripped naked. I became aroused watching her slip on a very sexy bikini. She knew I was staring at her.

She came to me and hugged me. “Did you enjoy that?”

I didn’t respond. Instincts took over and couldn’t help myself. Our lips locked in a passionate kiss. Warmth ran through me as our bodies came together. My nipples became erect. The stimulation was immediate.

After a minute we broke our embrace. I said, “I need to change so we can go to the pool.”

Eloise seemed disappointed. I told her, “We have plenty of time to get to know one another. Let’s enjoy the afternoon.”

She sat on the edge of my bed and watched as I changed into my swimsuit. “You’re a beautiful woman, Darlene. The pictures you posted on Lush don’t do you justice. I love to take pictures. Maybe later you could pose for me. The night lights of Los Angeles would make a great background.”

I wanted to jump on her right there but, I controlled my urge. I pulled up a one-piece red Speedo. It’s skin-tight on my body and left very little to the imagination. My nipples were rock hard and strained the Spandex material. The Ritz-Carlton provides robes for its guests to use. We both put on our robes and boarded the elevator for the pool on the twenty-sixth floor.

The ride up to the pool was quiet, neither of us saying a word. The door opened and the California sun was blazing down. I was surprised at the number of poolside people. There is a concierge to make sure all of the guest's needs are cared for. He introduced himself as David and showed us two lounge chairs providing us with large soft towels.

“This is amazing,” Eloise commented.

I laughed. “This is not the usual type of hotel I stay at when I travel on business. I rarely get to California so I wanted to make it a working vacation. So far, so good. You’re my guest today. Please, order whatever you would like.”

David brought us ice water and sunblock. He suggested that we use the cream to avoid getting burned. Eloise and I are no strangers to the sun. I’m a Florida beach person and it was obvious that she spends time in the sun. Before he left, I ordered a round of Margaritas for us.

“Let me rub lotion on your back,” Eloise offered.

I smiled and said, “I was hoping you would offer.”

Her touch was soft. It sent a shiver up my spine. I could feel the heat build between my legs and I wanted to kiss her, to taste her, to feel her, and she knew it. Now I returned the favor. My fingers started to work the cream on her neck and into her shoulders. She let out a deep sigh. I could tell she loved how I was working the lotion into her skin. It must have been quite a scene because I noticed several people watching us.

David arrived with our drinks ending the massage. As he placed the drinks on the table, he said, “A refreshing Margarita for Mom, and one for the Daughter.”

I smiled and nodded. On the other hand, Eloise continued to carry on the charade. “Thank you for the drink, Mom.”

“You are very welcome, my favorite daughter.” After a minute, I added, “We can carry this on all day and see where it leads.”

Eloise wasn’t sure what I meant. Quite honestly, neither did I but, I was ready to have some fun. Then I had an idea. I wasn’t sure how she was going to react. In the past, we shared many secrets and fantasies, so I thought I would give it a try.

“In the past, we’ve shared our desire to have a threesome. Let’s pretend we are Mother and Daughter and pick out someone to share upstairs. Every man wants a mother-daughter; we will make someone else’s fantasy come true.” Then I sat quietly waiting for her reaction.

She thought for a minute, and then replied, “Ha, that sounds like a lot of fun but, I get to pick our first conquest.”

Laughing, I said, “First! Eloise, how many do you plan on having?

She was also laughing. “Oh, I don’t know. Why settle for just one? Let’s try them all.”

We sat sipping our tequila-laced drinks scanning the pool deck. Then it dawned on me. What did she mean by that? Was she suggesting a gangbang? Or, try one man, then throw him back and go for another? It was turning into a very interesting day for sure.

Looking at her, I could tell she was on the hunt. She focused on one older gentleman, lifting herself off the lounge chair to approach him. I don’t know what she is going to say to him but, I am pretty sure he is going to think he died and went to heaven. She sat in the lounge chair next to him and struck up a conversation. I have no idea what she said to him. After ten minutes they both rose and walked in my direction.

“Mom, I’d like you to meet Duane. Duane this is my mother, Darlene. He is from Phoenix and is here on business. I was telling him about the amazing suite we have and invited him to see it.”

That answered my first question, no gangbang. At least not yet. Duane was in his fifties in good shape and appeared to have a decent-sized bulge in his swim trunks. That met my criteria, nice choice Eloise.

“That is sweet of you. Duane, it is nice to meet you.” Then, treating Eloise like a child, I said, “Eloise, be a good girl and go tell David to have room service send a round of drinks to our suite.”

As Eloise walked away, Duane spoke, “You have a beautiful daughter. I see where she gets her good looks from.”

It was all I could do to not bust out laughing. I started laying it on pretty thick. “Yes, our family says we are clones of one another. We do everything together. We are best friends.”

If he only knew that she and I just met in person for the first time about two hours ago. As I looked over Duane I noticed the white skin of a wedding ring on his left hand. He wasn’t wearing a ring. This guy is married. Perfect I thought. This way he won’t be looking for anything other than a good time.

“Okay Mom, David is taking care of everything. He knew what Duane was drinking and he is sending two more margaritas for us.”

As I lifted myself off the lounge chair, I leaned into Eloise and gave her a peck on the cheek. “Magnificent. Let’s go.”

Walking toward the elevator I noticed Eloise leading Duane by the hand. I wonder what is going through his head right now. In no time we were out of the elevator and in our suite. We were inside only a minute when there was a knock on the door.

I said, “That must be room service. I’ll get it.”

A young man rolled a cart into the living room. It had a pitcher of margaritas, glasses, and some light snacks. I handed him a twenty dollar bill, thanked him, and showed him to the door. In that short time, Eloise and Duane disappeared. The door to the bedroom was slightly ajar and I could see movement. I stood in the hallway and watched events unfold.

Eloise’s bikini top was on the floor. She was untying the drawstring on Duane’s bathing suit. As she pulled the suit down, the most beautiful erection sprung to attention. Her hand reached for it, holding and admiring it. She glanced at the door, saw me watching, and winked at me. Then, she shoved Duane onto the bed and took the tip of his cock in her mouth. His hands grabbed the back of her head, guiding her up and down. I decided to join the fun.

I barged in, pretending to be enraged. “What is going on in here? I leave the two of you alone for two minutes and this is what walk into? Did either of you even consider waiting for me?”

As I was walking toward the bed, I started to peel my Speedo off. It felt good to be naked. Eloise still had her bikini bottom on. This needed to be corrected right away. While she was bent over Duane, I pulled it off exposing her beautiful ass.

I pushed her away from Duane. “Let me teach you how to give head.”

Like an eager student with a desire to learn, she leaned back and observed. I couldn’t help but notice her beauty as she lay there. I wanted her as much as I wanted him.

I started the lesson. “You take charge. Don’t let his hands touch the back of your head. Lick his balls, stroke his shaft. Tease him, drive him crazy. Make him wait, let him crave you. Then, slowly take his entire length. Watch, do it like this.”

Just as I described, I started to pleasure him. Eloise moved closer and we shared his manhood. We took turns devouring him, going deeper with each suck. I watched her and brushed her hair back, kissing her cheek as she took him into her throat.

“You’re a good student Eloise. Now stop, don’t let him come. You don’t want him to finish without pleasuring us. It is our turn for some satisfaction.”

She lay back on a pillow. Her skin is so smooth; I wanted to go down on her as much as I wanted his cock. Plenty of time for that later. Before he could make his move toward her, I took the lead. No foreplay, I was ready and knew what I needed. I threw my leg over him and quickly mounted him. Eloise was watching us and started to play with herself.

As I was rocking back and forth, I motioned for her to come to me. She sat up and I guided her to my nipple. She latched on and started viciously sucking one, then the other. My reaction was almost immediate. The orgasm was intense. It was like a dam bursting. My body shuddered with delight. I didn’t let up; I was going to go as long as I could.

After several minutes, I composed myself. I fell to the side and lay on my back spent. “Eloise, your turn.”

She didn’t hesitate to mimic my move, sitting on his cock, guiding it deep into her pussy. Duane was a tool for the both of us to use for our enjoyment. Nothing more than a human dildo. I reached between her legs and massaged her clit as she rode his shaft. She started to tug and twist her nipples. Her breathing grew heavy and she tensed up.

“Mommy! I’m coming! Don’t stop! Oh God, it’s so good!”

I answered, “I know baby, I know.”

With that, Duane’s hands grabbed Eloise by the hips and heaved her off of him. He became aggressive, clutching the back of her neck and bending her over, pushing her head into the mattress. Her ass was in the air ready to take him. He gave her a good spank on the right butt cheek. She shrieked from the sting.

I became angry. “Hey! You just had her. Now it’s Mama’s turn.”

Duane backed off as I knelt on all fours. Eloise rolled to the side becoming a spectator. He became forceful, thrusting his tool into me. His pounding was animalistic. Now I was his toy. I knew he wouldn’t stop until he was satisfied. I took every inch he had. My eyes met with Eloise’s, she had a devilish look.

“Mommy, I want to see him come all over you.”

The hammering was too intense for me to respond. Within a minute, Duane didn’t let her down. He pulled from me and spewed his hot load across my ass and back. I loved the feeling. Eloise clapped like an excited child. Duane spiraled off the bed and into the bathroom.

Eloise and I just looked at one another and laughed. She pulled tissues from the box next to the bed and delicately cleaned my back. I quietly said, “Thanks, I have to sleep here tonight. This is not how I expected the day to turn out, but I’m glad it did.”

She corrected me, “We have to sleep here tonight. This wasn’t my plan either. This is fun though.”

I was hoping she would stay. Duane exited the bathroom. He picked up his bathing trunks and pulled them on securing the drawstring. He was done. I’m guessing his wife was probably out shopping and he had to get back before she started wondering where he disappeared to. That was fine by me. He turned to say something. Eloise and I were kissing, not paying any attention to him. He silently walked out.

When we heard the door shut and realized it was still daylight out. We stayed in bed, we were both exhausted. We held one another, cuddling and running our fingers across our bodies.

She spoke, “I want you to know. Ever since we kissed, I wanted to make love to you.”

Without responding, I spread her legs open and started to kiss her inner thighs. She steered my head into her opening and continued our mother-daughter ruse.

“Oh Mommy, suck it, make me come.”

My tongue passed over her clitoris causing her to flinch. I knew I hit the spot and continued to flail across her nub. Her hips started to grind on my mouth. She was sweet and I could feel her clit becoming erect.

“That is incredible. I love what you’re doing to me. Harder! Give it to me! Please fuck me.”

I slid two fingers into her. Turning my hand up, I made a come here motion, scratching her G-spot. It felt like a peach pit. She responded immediately. Her body started to thrash in an orgasmic frenzy.

She could barely get the words out. “Oh, that’s it. You found it. Don’t stop. Oh, Darlene, I’m coming. That is so good.”

Her eyes were closed and her breathing was deep. I pulled my fingers out running them across her lips so she could enjoy her taste. I could tell she was exhausted, barely moving.

Some time passed. We were under the covers, kissing and exploring. She fell asleep in my arms. As the sun was setting, I admired her beauty. Still holding her, I knew that the morning would bring another round of amorous play. I have no meetings scheduled for tomorrow. She wanted to take photos of me. Maybe I will pose for her. I couldn’t help but wonder, would we go to the pool again? Would we find another stud to service our needs? Would we continue our Mother-Daughter ruse? So many options. Only time will tell.