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Date: Tue, 27 Dec 2005 11:59:29 +0000
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Mom's Vacation Chapter 1 At twenty-five, I was doing all right for a guy from a
small town in Indiana. I had a great apartment on the beach in Encinitas,
California, had a two year old BMW convertible, money in the bank and a good job
in the front office of the San Diego Padres baseball club. I handle all the PR
problems and make more money than I ever thought I would. So when my Mom called
me from Indiana one day and said she wanted to come out to California for a two
or three week vacation, I called Delta Airlines and used my clout with their
advertising department to get Mom a first class seat for a coach class price.
Naturally that impressed the hell out of her. She was even more impressed when I
picked her up at the airport in San Diego in the BMW and waltzed her into my
apartment. She had never seen the ocean before except in movies and on TV so it
was quite a thrill for her to stand at the balcony window and hear the roar of
the surf as it crashed on the beach below. At the time, Mom was only forty-four
years old, but she looked and acted ten years younger. She still had a great bod
and a pair of legs that most forty-four year old women would kill for. Her hair
was ash-blonde and shoulder length and she is an artist at applying her make-up.
All in all, she was and is one fine looking woman. I of course insisted that she
take the bedroom and I would crash on the sofa. After I moved her bags into the
bedroom, I fixed us a drink and asked her if she was tired from the plane ride?
"Are you kidding?" she laughed. "I'm too excited to be tired. I can't believe I
am really here in sunny California at last." "Well...I am invited to a party
tonight Mom," I said. "If you aren't tired, I'd like for you to go to the party
with me. The party is at a local country club and I really think you would have
a good time. There might even be a celebrity or two there this evening." "Oh
honey...that sounds wonderful! I would love to go to the party with you. What
should I wear?" "Something sexy," I said impulsively. "I want to show you off."
"Well," she laughed, "...I do have this sinfully short dress that your Dad never
lets me wear back home. He says it makes me look like a hundred dollar hooker."
"At least you won't be a cheap hooker then," I grinned at her. "Wear it,
Mom...it sounds just right! You'd better go change now though, the party has
already started." "Okay honey...give me about thirty minutes. Do you have to
change?" "No...I'll throw a sport jacket on and I'll be in good shape." I said.
"Hurry up...I can't wait to see you in the hooker dress!" I made myself another
drink and watched the sunset while I waited for Mom to get ready. When she
finally came out of the bedroom, I could hardly believe my own eyes. The dress
was a shiny black number that fit her like a glove, the hem several inches above
her knees. She was wearing spike heels that accentuated the shape of her legs
and there was just enough cleavage showing at the bodice of the dress to make a
person want to look three or four times at that area. "Geez Mom...you look
great!!!" I exclaimed. "Are you sure this dress isn't a bit too risqueacute
though, Darren?" she asked, blushing prettily. "Relax Mom," I laughed, "....this
is California! Anything goes out here. I love the way the dress fits there at
the top," I added teasingly. "Oh you," she grinned. "Always teasing your poor
old Mom." I looked at the bodice of the dress again and I suddenly realized I
could see the puffy hillocks of her nipples. Amazingly, I felt my penis stir
inside my shorts so that it was suddenly half-erect. I quickly turned away from
Mom so she wouldn't see what effect that damned dress was having on me.
"Well...we better get going," I said weakly. Once in the car, Mom casually
crossed her legs, allowing the hem of the already short dress to slide almost to
her crotch. We were making idle conversation about the things she saw as we were
driving by, but I had difficulty in keeping my eyes on the road. They were
constantly glancing down at her legs. I am sure that she knew I was ogling her,
but she made no attempt to pull the hem down. "Mom," I began casually, "...I
didn't tell anyone that you were coming out here for a visit. Everyone is just
going to think that you are my date for the evening." "Oh?" "Yeah....it might be
fun not to tell anyone who you are at first, you know? Just have some fun with
some of my friends," I said, trying to keep my voice casual. "What do you
think?" "Why not?" she said with a laugh. "It might be fun!" Pulling into the
crowded parking area, I made Mom wait in the car until I rounded the car and
opened her door. As she slid off of the seat her dress hem slid up a bit more
and I caught a brief glimpse of her panty-covered crotch. Taking my arm then, we
went inside the clubhouse. Several of my friends saw us right away so I quickly
introduced Mom as Carole. Someone made some remark about how my taste in women
was improving, and Mom laughed along with them and seemed to fit right in with
the program. After a while we found a table to ourselves and I asked Mom if she
wanted to dance? "I thought you'd never ask," she smiled as she let me steer her
to the small dance floor. The band was playing a slow ballad and as I pulled her
into my arms, Mom seemed to literally plaster herself against me. She nuzzled
her cheek against the side of my neck and I could feel her lips so close to my
ear lobe they were almost touching. Once again I could feel myself growing
erect. "Ummmm," she murmured in my ear, "....do you have something in your
pocket or are you just glad to see me?" "Damn...I'm sorry Mom," I responded
softly. "I don't know what in the heck is wrong with me this evening." "Don't be
sorry, darling...she said, touching her lips to my ear now. "It's very
flattering. Besides....it isn't like we are related or anything....right?" Her
lips moved away from my ear and along my cheek and I turned my head slightly to
find her lips with my own. We kissed tentatively at first, but then the kiss
deepened and she didn't resist as I darted my tongue in between her lips and
pressed my groin harder against her as we danced. She suddenly tore her mouth
away from my own and found my ear again with her lips. "Stop it, baby...." she
said huskily. "You're making me so hot I can hardly stand it! Can't we get out
of here now?" Without a word I moved away from her and taking her by the hand I
pulled her towards the door. We raced across the parking lot and my hands were
shaking so bad I could hardly unlock the car. Once inside, I glanced quickly
around to make sure no one was close to us, then I pulled her across the seat
and into my arms again. Our mouths crushed together once more and I cupped my
hand over her breast as she dropped her own hand to my lap, her palm pressing
down against the bulge in my pants. As our tongues fenced with one another, I
could feel Mom unzipping my pants and then she wormed her hand inside the narrow
opening of my jockey shorts and pulled my penis out into the open. The sensation
of my Mother's fingers wrapped around the shaft of my cock was the most
thrilling feeling I had ever experienced. The lights from a car suddenly washed
over us and Mom jerked her hand away from my penis and sat up. "Not here,
baby..." she almost whimpered. "Take me back to the apartment... but hurry...
please hurry..." I stuffed my penis back into my pants and the tires on the BMW
screeched as I wheeled out of the parking lot and headed for home. Chapter Two
Once Mom and I were back in my apartment, the two of us moved out onto the
patio. There was a cool breeze wafting inland from the sea and for a long moment
we just stood there. Looking down at the waves crashing onto the sandy beach,
the muted roar of the surf in our ears. I took hold of Mom's hand and turned to
face her. "I think things got a little crazy back there at the club, Mom," I
said. "I don't know what came over me. It's just that when I was just a kid back
home growing up, I used to see you around the house in your underwear and stuff
and... well... I would get all excited and bent out of shape. I used to
fantasize about you all the time, you know?" "It's okay baby," she smiled up at
me, "I understand. Besides, it was my fault...I am the one who encouraged things
to go farther back there at the club. Dammit Darren,.. I am just so starved for
sex I couldn't help myself. For the past several years your Father has seemed to
lose all interest in me! The few times a month that we do have sex, it's usually
'wham, bam, thank you ma'am' if you know what I mean." A single tear moved down
her cheek and my heart melted. I pulled her into my arms and kissed her,
slipping my tongue in between her lips. My hands cupped over her buttocks,
pulling her tightly against me and the two of us squirmed against one another.
Breaking off the kiss, I took her hand and hurried her back into the apartment.
We hadn't turned any lights on, but the moonlight bathed the apartment in a
silvery glow as I helped her remove her dress and toss it aside. As I quickly
removed my own clothing, Mom stepped out of her panties and panty hose and stood
there before me in all her naked glory. "You are so beautiful," I murmured
huskily as I pushed her down to a seated position on the sofa. Dropping to my
knees, I pushed her knees apart and leaned forward to tongue her belly-button. I
could hear her moan softly as my tongue slid downwards and my lips brushed
through the silkiness of her pubic hair. My nostrils twitched at the pungent
woman aroma of her as my mouth found the swollen lips of her vagina and my
tongue went in search of her clitoris. Mom mewed catlike as my tongue
successfully found what it was seeking and her fingers wrapped themselves in my
hair as she moved her pelvis in response to my sucking and licking. "Oh... oh
baby... please... please... don't stop darling... don't ever stop... ohhhh...
that's it... there baby... oh yes... yessssss..." She ground her crotch against
my face as she was caught up in the throes of her intense orgasm. I continued to
lick her until she calmed a little, then I stood upright again. Mom lay back on
the sofa and spread her legs and lifted her arms to me, eyes shining in the
moonlit room. I lowered myself down on top of her and slipped smoothly and
without effort inside her wetness. I began to fuck her with slow and deep
strokes as she cradled my head in her hands and looked up at me. "Thank you,
darling," she said softly. "No one has made me feel like that in a very long
time." She pulled my head down until our lips met in a passionate kiss as she
pistoned her pelvis up and down to meet my thrusting penis. My orgasm came
suddenly and fiercely and I groaned in the pleasure of it as I spurted hotly
inside her. Mom called out my name as she joined me with her own orgasm. After a
few minutes, the two of us rose weakly from the sofa and staggered into the
bedroom and into bed. I was asleep almost as soon as my head hit the pillow... A
lot more happened during Mom's vacation with me... but ah well... that's another
story... isn't it? END
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