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Date: Mon, 23 May 2005 00:15:46 +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 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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