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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 risqué 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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