Chapitre 2016: MOM'S BUSINESS TRIP
For as long as I can remember my Mother has been all business; she was the very definition of a "career gal." My Father was more of a common man, he was handy; he preferred manual labor and didn't have much of an education. Mom on the other hand, was very well educated, focused, and goal oriented. In March of 2018 Mom was on the verge of landing a new job that would put her income into the higher end of six figures; she would be working from home with a company that was based out of France.
So, naturally when she approached me and asked me to accompany her overseas to France for a business meeting I jumped at the opportunity.
"Really Mom? You'd take me along with you?" I asked. "What about Dad?"
"Oh, you know your Father." She said, jokingly. "He works so many hours and hardly has the time to take off. Besides, you know he hates formal events."
Mom was right there; she explained to me that she had been offered the job and this was more of an invitation from the company she'd be working with to meet and get to know her a little better.
"We'll probably be going to fancy dinners and meeting a lot of the upper management of the company, so suits and ties will be necessary.. And well, your Father hasn't worn either of those since our wedding day." She laughed.
I'd never left the States before so once I heard, "France" and "Suit and tie," I was sold. I was about to start Spring Break and I'd have to say I did look quite handsome in a suit and tie. My mind began to race about the kind of adventures I'd be able to get into while Mom was out with her co-workers; maybe I could find a nice French girl and have a romantic weekend in Paris.
"When do we leave?" I eagerly asked Mom.
"Next Monday." She told me. "Our flight has already been booked on behalf of the company and we're flying first class!"
When Monday finally rolled around Dad dropped us off at the airport and we boarded our flight; it was going to take about 8 hours non-stop to France.
"Hey, why don't we grab a glass of champagne to celebrate?" Mom asked. "We haven't been on a vacation together since you were little and I'm about to start a new job."
Mom ordered our drinks and informed me that the entire trip was being funded by the company; this was a multi-billion dollar company and she would eventually have the opportunity to make seven figures.
"A toast to the smartest and most beautiful woman I'll ever know." I said, with a smile while bumping my glass to Mom's.
"Oh, stop that." Mom said, her face a bit blushed.
We quickly finished our first glass of champagne and Mom didn't hesitate to order another round. We were hardly an hour into the flight and we were both already tipsy.
"Too bad you're stuck with your ol' Mom, huh?" Mom asked. "You could be joining the mile high club right now." She laughed.
"What! Mom.." I was half embarrassed; luckily the champagne hid that.
"Oh, I'm just playing silly." She continued, "Kind of. I may be your Mother but I've had my fair share of fun, if I was 20 years younger you'd be the kind of man I had my sights set on."
"Let's just hope the ladies of France feel the same way, Mom." I joked back.
It wasn't long before the both of us passed out in our seats; we arrived at the airport in Paris around 10 AM local time. We made our way to baggage claim and picked up our luggage and then headed outside to catch a cab to our hotel.
"We're just going to check-in at the hotel and then drop our things off." She told me. "We're scheduled to have lunch with some of my co-workers and then I'll be going to a meeting and you'll be free to do whatever you'd like."
Despite the 8 hours Mom and I had just spent on an airplane, Mom still looked completely professional from head to toe. She had on some small heels which gave her an inch or two on me, a pair of nylon stockings covering her legs, a skin tight black skirt which was just above her knee in length, a thick 4 inch belt with gold rivets around her waist, and a pinstripe blouse covering her chest with a button in the middle exposing just enough of her large natural breasts to still be classy. Her long brown hair was styled to perfection and she had on dark brown reading glasses that complimented her baby blue eyes.
Mom was what most would consider a "big girl." She wasn't fat and didn't have any "rolls" of any kind; she was simply much larger than most women. She was about 5'8 and weighed 158 lbs; her breasts were a whopping 34F.. Huge. Everything about her was thick and curvy; except her waist which was exceptionally small, especially when it had that tight leather belt wrapped around it. Her skirt was skin tight because of how big her hips, thighs, and butt were; my Mother was indeed beautiful but she was exuding a new sense of confidence I'd never noticed before. Perhaps she was glowing because of the new job; whatever the case, Mom was sexy.. And she was well aware of it.
Our driver dropped us off at the most luxurious hotel I'd ever seen, much less stayed at. We checked-in and had our bags taken up to our room; we were in for quite a surprise when we reached the room. For starters it was big enough to be a condo; it looked like we had an entire floor of the hotel to ourselves, there were no bedrooms. It was just one big open room.
"Only one bed?" I asked.
"I guess so.. But it is a king size." Mom replied.
The bed was gigantic and in the center of the room, it looked to be even bigger than a king size; we would have no trouble sharing it. The next thing I noticed was there was no bathroom.. There was a shower, bath tub/jacuzzi, and a toilet but there was no dividing wall or separate room. It was just all out in the open.
"How are we supposed to shower?" I asked Mom.
"Oh, we'll figure that out later." She said, "Look at the size of this room."
"Will you be needing anything else, Mr. and Mrs. Shaw?" The bell boy asked us.
"No, we're fine. Thank you." Mom told him as she walked him to the door.
We spent the next twenty minutes or so freshening up for our big lunch with Mom's new colleagues. The restaurant was within walking distance of our hotel so Mom and I headed over on foot and were greeted outside by one of the women Mom had been acquainted with over Skype.
"Eva! It's so good to finally meet you in person." The woman said excitedly, grabbing Mom and pulling her in for a big hug and kissing her on both cheeks.
"Sarah!" Mom said back, greeting her. "Oh, okay. Hello. It's nice to finally meet you too."
Mom seemed to be taken aback just a bit by Sarah hugging and kissing her on the cheek when greeting her but I assume it goes along with European values or something like that. Mom and Sarah chatted it up for a bit as I stood in the back waiting to be introduced.
"Oh my God!" Sarah exclaimed. "This must be.. Your husband?!" She asked. "He's so... Young.. And handsome, good God!"
"Well, actually.." Mom began but was interrupted by a few more of her co-workers who were waiting inside for Sarah.
"You all won't believe this." Sarah told the group. "This is Eva's husband."
The group of women all gazed and gawked at me and amongst themselves and I overheard Sarah say:
"I had no idea you were such a cradle robber, Eva. How old eve is he? He looks old enough to by my son."
Mom hesitated for a few seconds before replying:
"Well, he's actually much older than he looks.. But I suppose I do have a few years of experience on him."
The two laughed as I began to approach to group.
"Oh, yeah honey." Mom said, turning towards me. "Get over here and introduce yourself."
Before I knew it Sarah grabbed me and gave me the ol' double cheek kiss.
"Hey, my name is Matthew. It's nice to meet you." I told her.
"Matthew! How did you end up with such an amazing woman such as Eva?" She asked.
"Well, she's-" I began but was interrupted by the hostess.
"Your table is ready." the hostess told us.
Mom hit me with a short elbow to the ribs and gave me a sly look.
"Mom.." I began.
"Shhh." Mom said.
"Why'd you let them believe I was your husband?" I asked.
"Don't worry about it. I'll tell you later. Just play along for now, okay?" Mom asked.
Even though it seemed like a bizarre request I agreed to play along. Besides, I wouldn't even be here right now if it wasn't for Mom, so I would do anything she'd ask of me. We sat down at our large table which was in a private room separated from the rest of the restaurant; more and more people started to show up that Mom would be working with, including some of the higher ups. I tried my best to appear as if I belonged there even though I felt completely out of place; I thought to myself "If I was Mom's husband, how would I be acting?"
Though, that didn't help much.
"So, Matthew how old are you exactly?" Sarah asked, "Eva tells me you're older than you look but I have my suspicions."
"I'll be turning 22 later on this year." I told her.
"You ARE as old as my son, oh my God!" She responded. "Eva, where did you find this boy? I'm going to have to get myself one."
"We aren't easy to find." I joked with her, trying to play it cool.
"I'll have to ask my son if he's got any friends that would want to be with an old woman like me." Sarah laughed.
"I'm sure he does.." I told her. "Most guys want an older woman." I said while keeping strong eye contact with my Mom and smiling. Our eyes locked and there seemed to be some new found tension between the two of us.. Not sexually but almost romantically.
We finished up our lunch and I introduced myself to anyone I hadn't met or spoken to yet as "Eva's husband." Mom gathered her things and was getting ready to head over to the main offices for her introduction meeting.
"Are you going to be okay by yourself, honey?" Mom asked.
"Yeah, I'm probably just gonna head back to the room to try and get some sleep, honey." I said back to Mom attempting to play the Husband role.
"Okay, I'll see you after." Mom said.
I gave her a quick kiss on the lips; nothing severe. Nothing out of the ordinary; it was more of a "son kissing his Mom on the lips" kiss than anything. Mom however was a little surprised; her eyes went wide and she seemed almost embarrassed.
"Relax. No one saw that." I told her. "I just wanted to make sure if anyone was watching, they'd see your husband kissing you goodbye." I laughed and winked.
"Oh, right." Mom laughed, giving me a hug and sending me on my way.
I went back to the hotel room and attempted to fall asleep but ended up just lying there for a while. I was restless; almost on a high. Here I was halfway across the world in this incredible place; there was no way I was going to fall asleep. I decided to stay close and check out the pool on the roof of the hotel in case Mom got back from her meeting early; I didn't want to abandon her in a big city she'd never been to before.
I texted her just to give her a heads up:
"Can't sleep. If you need me, I'll be up at the pool. Your Husband, Matthew."
Truthfully I was having a bit of fun with the "husband" roleplay.
I ended up hitting it off with a blonde French girl who was about my age; we chatted for quite a while getting to know each other while swimming around the pool. Rather, I swam around the pool and she sunbathed. Everything was going smooth until she asked a question I wasn't prepared for just yet:
"So, what brings you to France?"
I hesitated.
"Actually, I'm just here with my wife on business." I told her, immediately regretting it.
"Your wife? That's too bad." She laughed through her French accent.
I may have blown it with the first beautiful French woman I met but I wasn't too unhappy about it. Just talking to her felt like I was betraying my Mother, I can't imagine it going much further than that. I figured I should focus on Mom this week; she seemed like she could use a good time away from everyday life. Besides, I still had no clue why she allowed her co-workers to believe I was her husband; nonetheless I decided I was going to play my part appropriately and wait for my sexy "wife" to come back.
I hopped out of the pool and laid in the sun on one of the lounge chairs and ended up falling asleep poolside. I was awakened a few hours later by a familiar voice:
"Hey, stranger. Come here often?"
"Mom..?" I asked as my eyes adjusted to the light; the sun had set and all I could see were the city lights behind my Mother's silhouette along with the dimly lit decor of the rooftop pool. "Oh boy, how long was I out?" I asked.
Mom didn't answer; she just sat crouched beside the lounge chair resting her chin on the arm rest looking me in the eyes. Once my eyes adjusted all I could see was her beautiful bright face glowing in the dim light of the city; she looked heavenly, like an angel. There was a pause between us; silence as we gazed into the other's eyes.
"You look.." I stammered. "You look incredible, Mom."
Mom took a step back and revealed her swimsuit to me. She had on a teal blue bikini with gold sequins attached to the top and bottoms; the top had gold chains leading up around her neck, tied in the back for the straps and the bottoms were mostly conservative, covering up a good portion of her lower half but the further down they went the more revealing they got. The bottoms made a slim "V" cut right over Mom's vagina and I could see most of her pelvic area; I tried to avert my eyes.
"Come on, let's go for a dip." Mom invited me, turning towards the pool. "The water feels great." She said, looking over her shoulder and winking at me.
When she turned her back to me, that's when I saw all the bikini had to offer. The front of the bottoms was thick up until it got to her vagina.. But the back, the back was held together by some gold chains and one tiny little string in the crack of her cheeks. The gold chains wrapped around her thick thighs to meet in the back with the strings which were showing off her entire ass.. My god, my cock was beginning to get hard for my own Mother.
Mom took her time walking down the steps which led into the shallow end of the pool; her ass bouncing with each step and the further she submerged herself in the water, the harder my cock would get. The pale moonlight reflected off the water and hit her ass just right; enhancing the view and making it look as if she was literally sparkling before me.
"Aren't you coming?" Mom asked. "I wanna swim with my husband." She laughed.
At this point it was only the two of us on the rooftop.
"Yeah, I'll be in, in just a minute Mom." I told her. "I"m just getting woke up first."
"Would you stop calling me Mom?" She asked. "I'm your wife, Eva. Remember?"
"Of course you are, Eva." I said back to her as smooth as I possibly could as I approached the pool; tucking my rock hard cock between my legs as discreetly as possible.
I sat on the edge of the pool with my feet dipped in the water and watched as Mom waded back and forth in the water just above her waist and right below her gigantic breasts; I couldn't keep my eyes off of her, honestly. This was all new to me, I'd never seen my Mother in this way before; like I said, she's usually all business around the house. We hadn't been to a pool or the beach since before I was old enough to even think sexually about women. I was confused to say the least; was this all genuine and innocent or was she aware of what she was doing to me?
Mom and I talked about her day and how her meeting went and how she was feeling about all of the people she was going to be working with; she asked me what I got into while she was gone and I told her I'd met a pretty little French girl up here on the roof but told her I was here with someone. Mom seemed to really appreciate that for some reason.
This was an interesting unspoken game of 'cat & mouse' we seemed to be playing here; at least that's how I saw it, perhaps I was imagining things. But it seemed Mom was trying to nonchalantly show off in her new bikini; she'd dip down in the water and pop up with her breasts flopping around dripping wet or she'd turn around and swim across to the other side of the pool making sure her ass was above the water and then she'd turn towards me quickly enough to try and catch me checking her out. Of course I was checking her out.. How couldn't I? But I couldn't let her catch me so when she'd turn around I'd turn my head or look up at the stars.
Finally Mom swam over to the edge of the pool where I was sitting and placed her arms on one of my legs; she folded her arms on my thigh and then rested her chin on them. I pushed my legs together as hard as I could hoping that my boner wouldn't pop up in her face. I was terrified of that happening actually; I was so turned on that I could feel my cock throbbing with the beat of my heart.
"Remember when you were little and your Father would cook out on the grill and we'd swim in the pool?" She asked. "You'd stand on the side of the pool and jump into my arms.. I miss those days."
"Dad hasn't used the grill in years." I laughed.
"There's alot your Father hasn't done in years.." Mom laughed, "But we won't get into that now."
Mom grabbed my hand and held it for a minute before placing it on her cheek.
"You've grown up to be such a handsome man." Mom told me, "You remind me so much of your Father..Except he was never as fit as you are." She said while squeezing on my bicep.
Before I knew it Mom grabbed me by the wrist with both of her hands and placed her feet against the wall of the pool.
"Come on, get in the pool with your wife already!" Mom shouted as she pushed off the wall and pulled me into the pool and into her arms.
"Okay, you asked for it." I told her as I fell off the edge and spread my arms wide.
I wrapped my arms around Mom as I fell into the pool and Mom did the same to me; I made sure to take her under with me. We held the other in our arms and stayed under water for was long as we could; our faces were so close that our noses were touching and our eyes remained closed. We released each other as we swam back up to the top and exhaled deeply as we breached the surface. We continued our little cat and mouse game for a bit, circling the other and subtly flirting back and forth; Mom was clearly enjoying herself and that was good enough for me.
"I'm getting pretty tired." Mom said.
"We've had a long day." I told her.
"Let's go back to the room and get ready for bed." She said.
My heart sunk; it was pure and innocent but the thoughts began to race through my head. The possibilities of what could happen when we got back to the room; the bath, the shower, the jacuzzi.. The bed. I shook those thoughts very quickly though; that was just ridiculous.
Mom swam to the edge of the pool and used her arms to lift herself up over the wall; the water poured all around her as she lifted her leg up and onto the edge. The thong of her bikini was riding so high up the crack of her butt.. The sight of Mom's gigantic heart shaped ass literally made me squirt a bit of pre-cum through my trunks. Mom crouched on all fours giving me an incredible view of her ass spread wide; she turned to face me and I quickly pretended to be swimming around paying no attention.
"Are you coming or what?" Mom asked, she was now on all fours bent over the edge of the pool with her back arched and her ass in the air.
I swam over to the edge where she was crouched and got in her face.
"Of course, I'm coming." I told her.
I'd never been more attracted to any woman in my entire life as I was in that moment looking my dripping wet, voluptuous, sexy mother directly in the eyes. Mom stood and wrapped a towel around the top of her chest covering her breasts and walked to the end of the pool where the steps were and waited for me; I swam over and walked up the steps with confidence and without a care in the world. The suction from the water had my trunks wrapped skin tight around my lower body; my cock was still bulging between my legs only now, I didn't care at all. Mom glanced down and took notice of my boner, her eyes went wide and her face got a little red; she extended her hand and walked me out of the pool and down to our room.Once we got to the room we both knew the next step before bed; we had to take a shower.
"How do you wanna do this?" I asked her.
"Do what?" She asked.
"How are we gonna.. You know? Shower?" I asked.
The shower had 4 glass walls that were entirely transparent and the bath was out wide open for the entire room to see.
"Oh, I see." Mom said, "Hmm.. How about this, I'll run a bath. You hop in the shower, toss your trunks out of the door, the hot water will fog up the shower, I'll get in the bath and then when you're done I'll jump in really quick and rinse off."
"Sounds like a solid plan to me, Mom." I said. "I mean, Eva. Sorry."
"You're really taking this husband thing seriously aren't you?" She asked, playfully.
"Yes ma'am. Anything for my beautiful wife." I told her.
"Alright, Mr. Shaw. Cool your jets." She said. "Go ahead and get in the shower.. And no peaking."
"I'm not gonna peak, Mom." I said, breaking character.
"I'm serious, Matthew.. I saw you checking me out at the pool." Mom said, with a smirk on her face.
"What? You did?" I quickly blurted out. "I mean, no. I wasn't checking you out, Mom."
I got in the shower and closed the door behind me; I cranked the hot water on and dropped my trunks. My cock flopped about still fully erect; I cracked the door and tossed my trunks out. Mom was already in the bath.
"Okay, I won't peak.. But the same goes for you miss." I told her. "Don't look at me while I'm in here."
Mom didn't respond to that.
The steam was already beginning to rise from the hot water of the shower and the glass walls were already foggy; I could hardly see out but I was sure Mom could still see in, at least the distorted outline of my body. I turned my back to the bath as she washed her body and began to wash myself; after a few minutes I decided to wipe away some of the condensation that had built up on the glass and check on what Mom was doing.
"Matthew! I said no peaking." Mom yelled as she sank down into the bath and threw her hands over her breasts beneath the bubbles.
"Yeah, I told you not to peak either but you're watching me!" I yelled back.
My cock was so hard that it hurt; I grabbed it tightly with one hand and held it. I took a step back and put my head under the nozzle and rinsed the shampoo from my hair, gently stroking my cock as the water and shampoo rushed down my body. If Mom was still watching, I wanted her to see just how big my cock was.
"Okay, I'm done." I told her as I crack the door once again to grab my towel.
I wrapped the towel around my waist and walked out into the open room. The wall of the room facing the city was made of glass as our floor was high up; no one could see in. The shades were thick and spread far apart and were halfway closed but I could still see Mom's reflection in the window.
"Keep your back turned while I get out of here." Mom instructed me.
I did as I was told and gingerly slipped on a pair of my briefs trying my hardest to catch a glimpse of something in the window, to no avail. Mom had kept herself perfectly covered.
I heard the shower door latch and immediately tuned and hopped into bed; my eyes were now glued to the shower just hoping and waiting for Mom to slip up and show me a little something.
Unfortunately that didn't happen and all I could really make out through the steamy glass was about the same as what I'd seen in her swimsuit. But still I kicked back and really took my time to enjoy what I was seeing; I grabbed my cock through my briefs and rubbed it up and down. When Mom was done rinsing off she shut the water off and cracked the door open just enough to grab her robe; it was black and made of mesh and very much transparent.
"Close your eyes." Mom shouted through the crack of the shower door, her soaking wet body wrapped in the see through robe. "I'm serious, close your eyes. Put the blanket over your head."
I put the blanket over my head as Mom instructed and she stepped out of the shower; my cock was bulging through my briefs and sticking straight up under the blanket. I was staring a hole through the blanket trying to catch a glimpse of Mom as she slid on her bra and panties.
"I said eyes closed, Matthew." She said.
"They're closed, I promise." I responded.
"My God, Matthew." Mom exclaimed.
"What?" I asked.
"I can see your.. Thing." She said as she turned her back to me and slid her black mesh panties over the hump of her butt. "I can't believe you." She said, almost as if she was turned on by the sight of my boner.
"I.. I.. Uhhh.." I struggled to find the right words for this situation. "This always happens when I take a hot shower. I'm just relaxed." I told her.
"Okay, you can come out now." Mom said.
I removed the blanket from my head and saw Mom standing at the foot of the bed wearing her robe, along with a black lace mesh bra that was also see through, and a pair of solid black lace panties. She had the robe wrapped tightly around her waist, folded over each side so it was covering her entire body.. And more importantly her breasts.
"Wow. That's what you're wearing to bed?" I asked her.
"What? What's wrong with this?" She asked.
"Nothing.." I said. "You might as well be wearing nothing." I told her.
"Would you grow up, Matthew. I'm your Mother." She said, "Besides, this is no different than my swimsuit."
Mom walked over to her side of the bed and sat down on the edge; she dropped the robe down her shoulders and off her back onto the floor and laid back pulling the cover over her body as she laid down. I hopped up to flip the switch and turn the lights off and quickly rushed back to bed.
"Goodnight, Mom." I told her.
"Goodnight.." She said, "Husband."
There was a long awkward tense silence that filled the room.
"Don't get any ideas." Mom laughed, as she began to nod off to sleep.
Again, I couldn't sleep; that high I felt earlier in the day.. Was intensified ten fold. I had the sexiest woman in my life sleeping right beside me, damn near completely naked. My mind began to fantasize and I placed my hand softly on my cock; I needed to cum.. But how? Once Mom fell asleep, I flipped over and placed my back to her and started to strategically stroke myself; with each stroke I could feel the mattress dip down and bounce which was sure to wake Mom up.. I couldn't be caught masturbating in bed with my own Mother so I flipped onto my back and laid flat.
I glanced over at Mom who was asleep face down on her stomach; one of her legs was straight and the other was cocked out at a 90 degree and up by her stomach. She was facing the opposite direction of me and my curiosity got the best of me so I lifted the sheet and took a quick peak underneath. The light from the window was pouring in through the sheets and I got a good look at Mom's round ass; I placed a hand on my cock and gripped it as tightly as I could at the base and let the blood build up giving me the hardest erection possible.
My cock was solid and looking monstrous and was sensitive to the touch; I started to run my finger over the most sensitive parts of the tip and massaged the pre-cum around the head of my cock before I slowly, very slowly started to stroke up and down. I focused all of my mental energy on cumming and what it would feel like to slide into Mom's moist and warm hole as she lay there asleep; my body tensed and I was beginning to shake, all I wanted to do was cum. Instinct took over and I gave myself a few hard strokes up and down just to get to the edge and once I was there I slowed down again and loosened my grip running my hand along the shaft just barely, teasing myself until my cock erupted.
Mom began to stir as I was cumming and started to shift positions so I did my best to remain completely still and silent as I finished climaxing. She flipped over onto her other side and was no lying almost face to face with me, her eyes closed. I gave myself a few more small strokes making sure to completely milk my cock of the cum as I stared intently at Mom's face ensuring that she wasn't awake or going to open her eyes as I finished myself off and cleaned up. I made my way to the toilet and brushed the cum from my hand with a piece of toilet paper.
"What are you doing?" Mom said, half asleep.
"Oh, nothing Mom. I just had to use the bathroom." I told her, "Go back to sleep."
Mom quickly fell back into a deep sleep and I followed right behind her; satisfied for the time being.
The next morning I was briefly awakened by Mom who was already out of bed and dressed in her gym gear.
"Sorry, I woke you honey." Mom said, "I'm just going to run down to the hotel gym and get a quick workout in. Get some rest, you look exhausted."
I was exhausted; I fell back asleep for what felt like hours and I was awakened by Mom, yet again as she returned from the gym. My eyes were half opened and adjusting to the brightness of the room; I had sleep in my eyes but Mom wasn't aware she had woken me. I closed my eyes shut just enough so that I could see her across the room; she had on a bright pink sports bra that was glowing off her tan body and was soaked in sweat. She had on a pair of tight black yoga pants that were sealing the thickness of her lower body in excellently.
Mom turned her back to me and I was able to fully open my eyes and watch her now; she bent over the bath tub and started to run a bath. The sweat from her workout was literally glistening as it slid down the arch of her lower back and disappeared just as it met her yoga pants around her hips. Mom turned around quickly in search of her towel and my entire body tensed as my eyes slammed shut again; I froze and laid a motionless as I could hoping that I hadn't just blown my best chance at getting a good look at Mom's body.
Mom froze in place as well for just a brief second and stared at me, perhaps waiting for me to move a muscle. Once she was convinced I was still asleep she shrugged, grabbed her towel, and continued to prepare her bath. She let her long light brown curly hair down from the bun it was sloppily tied in and shook it back and forth allowing it to drape down her back over the sports bra; her legs took a wide stance as she leaned over the edge of the bath tub again to turn the water off. I could see the neon pink thong she was wearing through the black yoga pants.
Mom placed both of her hands on her hips and grabbed the waistline of her pants; she paused and glanced over her shoulder again taking a look back at me to make sure I wasn't watching. Little did she know, I was watching her every move; she started pulling her pants down over her hips along with her thong, I could see the crack of her ass peeking out at me just above the pants as she continued to pull them down over the hump of her ass. Her ass erupted from the skin tight pants and bounced up and down and then rested on the waistline just underneath her cheeks giving it a full form; the sheets began to rise as my cock began to harden.
Mom bent over as the pants slid down the back of her thighs and over her knees; she pulled them all the way down to her ankles and then lifted one leg after the other to pull them off. Once she lifted her leg, her ass was free and her cheeks began to spread and I got a small peak at the lips of Mom's pink pussy and her smooth asshole. My mouth started to water and I had to fight to not drool all over myself; all I could think about was last night and how I made myself cum while looking at this exact sight except now I knew exactly what it looked like and it was even better than I could have imagined.
Mom turned sideways and carefully lifted one of her legs over the tall side of the bath tub and stepped in; she grabbed her sports bra from the bottom and lifted it over her head which unleashed her massive.. And I do mean massive 34F breasts; I'd never seen tits that large before, not even in porn. Mom placed her arm under her tits to stabilize and support them from bouncing; her bosom still moist from her sweat soaked sports bra. She spread her legs, bent her knees, and lowered into a squat position until she was sitting in the warm bubble bath. Mom tossed her sports bra aside on the floor and it wasn't until she looked up that she realized she had caught my attention.
"What the fuck!" She screamed placing her hands over her tits and sinking deeper into the bubbles. "How long have you been watching me?" She asked.
"I didn't see anything, Mom! I promise." I idiotically blurted out.
Mom sank as low as she could in the bubbles; her chin touching the water and the two of us sat in a long tense silence.
"I know you were looking at me in my sleep last night.." Mom said in a hushed whisper, "I know what you were doing.."
I was so embarrassed; I had no idea what to say.
"You were masturbating while I was asleep, weren't you?" She asked.
"I thought you were asleep.." I answered, ashamed of myself for letting it go this far. "If you weren't asleep, why didn't you stop me?"
There was another tense moment of silent.
"I..." Mom began, "I kind of liked it."
"What? Why?" I asked.
"Well.. It's like I was getting at last night." She said, "Your Father and I rarely have sex anymore; I guess he's gotten to that age where he doesn't really need that. Not only that but he never makes me feel.. Special. Not the way you have been ever since we got on that plane."
"Gosh Mom.. I'm sorry." I told her, "I didn't know.."
"Of course you didn't know, it's not your place to know or your place to have to make your Mother feel sexy." She interrupted me.
"Is there anything I can do?" I asked.
"I think.." She began, " I think... Just come over here."
I was terrified; was she serious? My cock was bulging out of the bottom of my briefs and she wanted me to face her?
"Seriously, just come over here and be with me." Mom said.
"Okay." I responded as I got out of bed and walked over to the bath.
"Sit." She instructed me.
I sat on the edge of the bath tub and simply sat there while my Mother washed her body; I was looking up at the ceiling and around the room, anywhere I could not to have my eyes on her.
"No, look at me." She continued.
"If you say so." I told her removing my eyes from ceiling.
I glanced down and Mom was laying back against the back of the bathtub, the bubbles covering her breasts and most of her body; she lifted her legs just enough so that her toes began to creep out from the water and placed her feet on my thigh. She massaged my thigh with her feet, moving them around in a circle and sat up a bit in the bath and began massaging her breasts with her hands getting them nice and soapy with the bubbles. She kept her eyes closed as she pulled back her foot and ran it back up towards her own calf as she continued to wash her tits; her hands rand down her breasts and through the water until she reached her leg. Mom looked to be in an almost euphoric state, as if she was getting off on being watched.
She extended her leg and the foot that was on my thigh "accidentally" bumped into my rock hard cock.
"Woops." She said, "What's that?"
She pulled back and spread her legs wide enough to touch both sides of the bath tubs walls; the water scattered and cleared up for a quick second and I could see the distorted image of her pink vagina; I could feel the pre-cum dripping down my shaft but I sat silent and opted not to answer her question.
"Come on." Mom laughed, "You've seen mine.. Now let me see yours."
"Are you serious?" I asked her.
Mom sat up on her knees with her hips still below the water; she removed her hands from her breasts and placed them under the faucet with the water running and began to wash away the soapy bubbles.
"Let's see it." She said as she leaned over top of me and continued to wash her breasts.
Mom ran her hands over her breasts in a sensual manner; she was clearly just massaging them for my own entertainment at this point. As the soap began to run down her body I could finally see her pretty pink nipples; the thickness of her hips were peaking out of the water and I couldn't take my eyes off them. All I wanted was to put her hips between my teeth and gently bite down. Once I'd got my wits about me, I stood straight up and dropped my briefs to the floor; my cock flung straight up and a rope of pre-cum dangled and dripped from the tip.
"Looks like you've got something coming out of there." Mom said, never fully placing her eyes upon my cock. She'd glance in her peripheral or look me in the eyes but never on my cock; she simply continued to "wash" her body.
Mom ran her hand down her body again and placed it upon her vagina underneath the water and then looked up out of the corner of her eye, as if she was thinking about her next move. Her hand stayed placed on her pussy and I could see the water circling about around it.
"Why don't you show me what you were doing last night.. While I was asleep." Mom said, as she laid back in the pool of bubbles, this time spinning around onto her stomach and raising her ass just above the water. "Come on. This is what you wanted to see, isn't it?" She asked.
I dropped to my knees and leaned over the edge of the bath tub attempting to get my face as close to her ass as I could and began to stroke my cock. Mom pushed further down the bath tub away from me and said:
"Ah, ah, ah.. Stand up and sit on the edge so I can see it."
I sat on the edge of the bath tub and placed my feet into the water and leaned back to get comfortable; Mom spun in the water once again and placed her back up against the far side of the bath tub and then spread her legs wide and placed both of her legs up in the air allowing her feet to rest on the sides of the bath tub; she was completely spread wide open for me to see. She twisted the nozzle on the faucet to add more hot water and the steam from the water began to rise and evaporate over her body; the water became diluted and bubbles started to dissipate and her pussy was becoming clearer and clearer.
"You'd better hurry up." She said as she pretended to continue washing her body, "I'm almost done in here."
I stroked as hard and fast as I could and I could feel every muscle in my body tense up and pop out; I could feel every vein in my forearm swell up with blood flowing through my body right to my cock and just as I started to climax I stood straight in the bath and Mom's eyes immediately locked onto my erection. My cock twitched and started to shoot ropes of cum and I released my hold and let it bounce and seize as it shot rope after rope of cum into the air and into Mom's bath water between her legs. My legs were shaking as I finished myself off and stroked every last drop out into the water and I carefully took my seat on the edge of the tub and took a deep breath.
Mom stood up when I was done and the remaining bubbles that were resting upon her lower body were washed away with the water dripping down from her upper body; Mom stood directly in front of me displaying her completely nude, thick, tan body.
"Thank you." She said, as she bent over put her hands on her knees and gave me a motherly kiss on the cheek. "I needed that; now go back to bed while I rinse off in the shower."
I slipped my briefs back on and went back to the bed as I was told but I still had to watch Mom through the transparent shower door; she removed the shower head and used it wash her entire body clean of the soap and when she got to her vagina, she paused and held it there. I could literally see a shiver go down her spine and the water from the shower head bounced off her clit; she shook it off and finished up quickly.
"We won't need to tell anyone about that." She said, as wrapped herself in her robe and prepared her clothes for the day. "We should work out together, next time." She said, winking in my direction.While things were awkward for a bit between Mom and I after that, once we got ready and out of the hotel we ended up feeling closer to each other than we ever had before. She had no obligations to work for the day so we spent the entire day exploring the city and sightseeing. Once the sun had set and the city lights illuminated the streets, we ended up finishing our night at a romantic French restaurant patio; the weather was almost as beautiful as my Mother.
"I'm sorry about earlier.. I had a moment of weakness." Mom said, sipping her wine.
"No. No you didn't, Mom." I told her.
"What happened to calling me Eva?" She asked. "I can't be your wife anymore?"
"You didn't have a moment of weakness, Eva." I reassured her, "Your instincts took over seeing as you're in a beautiful foreign city known for its romance with your 20-something year old husband."
Mom stared at me with love in her eyes as she finished and poured herself another glass of wine from the bottle on our table.
"You are the best husband a woman could ask for." Mom told me. "I'm serious, Matthew. Whoever you end up with will be the luckiest woman in the world."
I was speechless; that was the nicest thing anyone had ever told me. My heart was melting inside of my chest and I wanted nothing more than to return that feeling to my Mother, who was clearly in need of some affection.
"I love you, Eva." I told her, "I love you so much."
"I love you, too." Mom said, "But that goes without saying."
We finished our dinner and the giant bottle of wine Mom had purchased with the black card she had been given from her work.
"I have an idea." Mom said, "How about we get outta here and go kick back in the Jacuzzi with another bottle of wine? I don't have to be anywhere tomorrow until late in the afternoon."
We picked up another bottle of wine on the way back to the hotel; things had gotten more serious throughout our dinner and I was honestly ready to take some of the tension off in the Jacuzzi. Mom needed some rest and relaxation; she didn't need to worry about her horny son trying to catch a glimpse of her while she showered. Although we were both a little wine drunk, I seemed to have had a clearer mind than I had the night before; I don't know what I was thinking but I was fully aware that my Mother and I could not become sexual companions, so I let go of that completely.
Once we got back to the hotel we both changed back into our swimsuits, grabbed a couple of glasses, and sunk deep into the hot, steamy, bubbly, Jacuzzi that was in our room. We joked and laughed and talked about the past, past girlfriends, past vacations, Dad, and many other things; we talked about the night before and how much fun we had just swimming around in the pool.
"Thank you so much for coming with me, son." Mom said, "You're the best travel companion a Mother could have asked for."
"Thank YOU for bring me.." I told her, "But what is the Mother and Son business, Eva? I'm your husband this week. Don't you forget that."
Mom giggled and her eyes dropped so that she was looking down into the Jacuzzi for a minute, she appeared to be thinking about something. I decided to close my eyes, kick back, and relax; if she wanted to talk about something she'd say so. I could hear her as she was sitting across from me; she sat her glass of wine down on the edge of the Jacuzzi, my eyes were still closed. Before I knew it I could feel her hand on my thigh.
"What are you doing?" I jumped at the touch of her hand.
"Shhh." Mom said, "Just relax."
Mom used the hand on my thigh to spread my legs; I sunk down into my seat even further and the water rose higher on my chest. Mom turned her back to me and leaned back so that she was reclining with both of her arms draped over my legs and her back was leaned against my crotch; I could feel my cock begin to stiffen, even though I was trying to avoid that. I didn't acknowledge it and chose to keep quiet while Mom got comfortable.
"Well, hello." Mom said, as she nestled herself between my legs. She reached back with her hand and quickly brushed my cock aside so that it wasn't stabbing her in the back. "Sorry, that wasn't very comfortable."
"No, I'm sorry." I quickly said, "That shouldn't have happened."
"It's okay.." She responded, "I just want you to hold me."
Mom grabbed both of my hands and wrapped my arms around her waist; her breasts were resting on my arms and I was holding her from behind. Mom laid her head back over one of my shoulders and I leaned my head forward, touching my cheek to hers. The room was dimly lit by candle light and this was one of the most intimate moments of my life; I held my Mother like that for quite a long time.
Eventually Mom sat up a bit, as if she was going to get out of the Jacuzzi.
"Wait.." I told her, "Stay here with me."
"I wasn't going anywhere." Mom told me, as she leaned forward a bit more.
Mom pushed back and pressed her round ass against my cock which was still hard beneath my swim trunks; she pushed back hard and then gently swiveled her hips back and forth, up and down, and round and round grinding on my cock.
"Fuck.." I said under my breath, the word literally falling from my mouth.
I couldn't see her face but I could feel Mom's smile surge through her body.
Mom's hands disappeared under the water as she leaned back against me again; she wiggled her hips and pushed the thong of her bikini off. She pulled it up and out of the water with one hand and dangled it in front of my face, displaying what she had just done before tossing it on the floor beside us.
"You know, I'm still a little high strung from earlier." She said, "You got to get off.. So it's only fair that I do right?"
"Umm.." I hesitated, "Of course, all is fair."
"You let me watch you, so I guess you can watch me." She laughed, as she thrust her hips forward and the mound of her vagina breached the surface of the Jacuzzi.
Mom ran her hand over her bikini top and down her body onto her thighs; she ran her fingers over her slit and twirled them around the lips of her vagina. She ran her middle finger down the slit to the opening of her wet hole and teased it, pushing it in little by little but never fully penetrating herself; she rubbed it softly back to the top until she found her clit and slowly started to circle it. She used two fingers to spread her lips wide and reached back with her other hand and placed it on the back of my neck; holding me in place and pulling my head down to make sure I was watching her.
She put two fingers on her clit and started to grind her hips back and forth; she grinded harder and harder on her fingers and started to moan under her breath the faster she went. She was pushing back so hard on me that she was knocking the breath from my body and my hips began to move with hers. She placed her feet on the floor of the Jacuzzi and used me to brace herself as she arched her back and lifted her pussy out of the water and started to play with her clit as fast as she could. My hands had made their way up to her breasts and I was cradling her tightly with a grip on each tit; my hands were massaging and caressing her breasts through her bikini top and it wasn't long before I was untying the strings in the back and pulling it off of her.
I started to play with Mom's nipples as she continued to grind on me while playing with herself; I leaned down and exhaled deeply into her ear which sent her over the edge.
"I'm gonna.." Mom said but didn't finish her sentence as she started to climax; her hips went wild and she started bucking out of control as she stroked her clit with her fingers.
I held her close and tight by the tits as she came down from her climax; I could feel the stress leaving her body as she sank back down into the water. She shoved two fingers into her cunt and wiggled them touching her G-Spot; she pulled them out above the water leaving the thick residue of her cum on them. This was my chance, I reached out and grabbed her hand assertively by the wrist and guided her towards my wide open mouth; Mom's mouth dropped and she gasped and I could feel her hips twitch as if she could cum again as I placed her fingers in my mouth, sucked them dry, and cleaned them for her.
She moved back to the opposite side of the Jacuzzi and sank below the water and placed both of her hands on her chest, covering her breasts.
"I think it's time for bed." She said, appearing to be ashamed or embarrassed.
That was my cue to get out of the Jacuzzi and into bed so Mom could get dressed. My body felt exhausted and drained from the show Mom had just put on but I suppose the wine helped add to that as well; I honestly passed out as soon as my head hit the pillow and don't even remember Mom getting out of the Jacuzzi, showering, getting dressed, or getting into bed.
A few hours passed by and I remember rolling over half asleep and attempting to put an arm around Mom but to my surprise, our giant king size bed was empty on the other side. I laid with my arm stretched across the bed for a few seconds and could feel myself dozing off again but I couldn't stop to think about Mom and where she was. I sat up, stretched, and wiped my eyes; the room was dark and the shades on the window were cracked so the pale moonlight was creeping in.
"Mom?" I whispered as I scanned the room and my eyes adjusted to the darkness. "Mom? Where'd you go?"
"I'm here, honey." Mom whispered back as my eyes landed on her.
She was standing in front of the window peaking out through the blinds that overlooked the city; her back was turned to me and all I could see was the outline of her black robe draped over her shoulders.
"...What are you doing?" I asked her, but she didn't answer. "Mom?" I called out again.
"I'm just.." She said, "Thinking."
"Oh.." I responded. "Thinking about what?"
We sat in silence as I stared in her direction but she never once took her attention from the window.
"Hello?" I whispered to get her attention but again she remained silent.
"Do you want to..." Mom paused and turned her back to the window; the outside light illuminated her pretty face.
"Do I want to... what?" I asked.
Mom looked down to the ground and then slid her robe over one shoulder and placed her chin onto her shoulder; she slid her hand in the middle of her chest where the robe was meeting in the middle covering her breasts and used her middle finger to slide it over until the other side slid down her shoulder.
"Do you want.." She started again and paused. "Do you want me?" She asked as she extended her arms and allowed the mesh robe to slide down every curve of her body until it landed in a heap on the floor.
Mom looked up and in my direction as she placed her elbow against the window and put her hand on the side of her head and leaned into it; I could clearly see Mom's naked upper body in the window light, her giant breasts were sitting perky on her chest and her waist looked even smaller than it was in the dim light. Her legs were crossed and her thighs were smashed together making them look even thicker than they were and all she was wearing was tiny black thong.
Mom turned half way to look out the window breaking the tension of the silence; her ass moved back and forth like a wave as she stared out the window again.
"Because... I want you." She said under her breath.
I said nothing; I simply crawled out of bed and slowly walked towards my Mother. Once she heard my footsteps she turned to face the window with her back to me and looked over her shoulder; she placed one hand on the string of her thong that was hugging her hips and slid it over one side of her hips. I approached her from behind and wrapped my arms around her as I had before; my arms were locked tightly around her waist just below her belly button. I hugged her tight and pulled her back a bit so that our bodies were touching; we sat completely still as our bodies connected and the warmth met in between us. I could feel the heat from her vagina radiating against my cock as it began to grow.
"I don't know." Mom said, as she broke the grip I had around her waist. She turned, not to face but instead to go around me.
She walked over and sat on the edge of the bed; her posture was perfect. Her back was straight and her breasts were all I could keep my eyes on. Mom glanced around the room, she was visibly nervous.
"What do you think?" She whispered across the room as she turned and crawled onto all fours on the bed. "Is this something you want?" She asked.
She continued to crawl on all fours and then rolled over until she was lying flat on her back staring up at the ceiling. Mom cock was so hard; I couldn't tell if she was actually asking me these things. She slowly slipped her hand underneath her thong and ran her fingers up and down her slit; her eyes relaxed as she felt the soft touch on her clit.
"I think.." She said, turning her seductive eyes towards me. "I think I want this."
I tip toed over to the bed as Mom rolled to the edge and stood up again.
"Well, say something." She said, "Why aren't you saying anything?"
I stood before her and took one of her hands into my own and brought it to my lips; I kissed her hand softly and then placed it back by her side. I grabbed a handful of her hips with both hands and held her tightly before pulling her into me; our chests connected and I could feel the weight of her breasts on mine. I brushed the hair from her face and pushed it behind her ear; the reflection of the moonlight was shining bright in those big baby blue eyes of hers.
I put my hand on her chin and lifted her head back so that our eyes met and then I slowly moved in to kiss her softly; my entire body was trembling with fear but I did my best to hide it. I could feel Mom's lips quivering just the same as my body was as my lips met with hers; she exhaled deeply and as her mouth dropped I slipped my tongue in just as slowly and softly as I had pressed my lips to hers. Our tongues met and began to twist against the other and I could feel pre-cum dripping from my cock as I tasted my Mother's sweet kiss for the first time.
I wrapped my arms underneath her arms and around her back and lifted her into the air as we continued to kiss; her thick legs instinctively wrapped around my waist as my hands explored her body until they found their way to that magnificent ass of hers, I gripped it tight and spread it with both hands and lowered her until she was sitting spread wide open along the shaft of my erect cock. I guided her hips with my hands and she began to grind against me; I gently cradled her and laid her down on the bed and started to thrust my cock against her thong along her slit. We kissed and grinded for what felt like a lifetime; I couldn't have been happier.
Mom stopped kissing me and placed a finger upon my lips; she pressed hard and then pushed me away with her other hand. I moved back and stood looking down at her on the bed as she twisted and turned onto all fours again; she motioned me with her finger to come closer and I stepped forward and placed my hand on the back of her head. She grabbed my cock through my briefs and rubbed her hand along the shaft, softly stroking it. I moaned under my breath as I felt Mom's touch for the first time; she slipped a hand into my waistband and began to pull my briefs down.
I held her hair in a ponytail as softly as I could so I could get a good look at her face as her eyes gazed upon my cock as it bounced out of my briefs.
"Fuck.." Mom said under her breath. "It's so big, I can put both of my hands around it."
Mom wrapped both of her hands around my cock at the base and stroked upwards; a string of pre-cum burst from the tip and dripped down as Mom stuck her tongue out to catch it.
"Oh my God." She said, "You taste so sweet."
My cock felt like it was going to explode it was so hard; Mom had my full undivided attention and I could feel my knees weaken as she placed her lips around the head. Her mouth opened wider than I thought possible as she started to try and take it into her mouth; her jaw felt like it was going to unhinge.
"Oh, Eva." I moaned.
Mom paused and pulled my cock from her mouth.
"I want you to call me Mom.." She said, "Just for now."
She cocked her head sideways and opened her mouth just wide enough to wrap her lips around the side of my shaft and moved forward and backwards on the bed as my cock slid through her lips.
"Mom.." I moaned, "Your mouth is so soft."
She ran her mouth along the shaft and then used her tongue to tease the tip.
"Lay down." She instructed me.
I kicked my briefs from around my ankles and dove onto the bed; I laid flat on back and pushed the pillows back so I could rest my head on them and get a good look at Mom while she crawled between my legs.
"Hold my hair." She continued to instruct me.
I balled my fist and held her hair tightly in my hand as she kept teasing my cock with her mouth; she was on all fours arching her back for me and wagging her ass back and forth for me to see. Her eyes were locked on mine and I could see her watching me out of the corner of my eye but all of my attention was on that ass. She took my cock back into her mouth and shoved her head down as far as she could on the shaft but only got it in about halfway; once she was as far as she could get she pulled back and looked up at me and now my eyes were locked onto hers.
She held my cock halfway down her mouth and suckled on it, gently; spit started to fall from the edges of her mouth and drip down my shaft onto my balls. She bobbed her head down pushing my cock further into her mouth and I could feel my cock getting super wet as she attempted to take the whole thing; eventually she gagged and pulled my cock from her mouth gasping for air but quickly returned down to my balls and began to lick all the spit that had dripped from her mouth as she made her way back to the tip.
I pulled Mom up from my cock by the hair and leaned into kiss her again; the spit from the blowjob was still pouring from her mouth as our tongues met and we swapped spit. I kissed her harder and more passionately than before as I tasted the mixture of her spit and my pre-cum. I carefully moved myself around her until I was the one sitting on my knees and she was the one laying flat on her back.
I lost myself in the passion of our kiss as I kissed away from her lips, across the side of her face and cheek; I kissed down along her jawline until I reached her neck. I bit down just enough so that she could feel the warmth from my breath as I sucked on her neck and left a print of saliva on her neck and continued to kiss down along one of her collar bones and back up the other side; I grabbed one of her tits with each hand and gripped them tightly; they were so big that they didn't even fit in the palm of my hand. I pressed her breasts together and then buried my face in them; I felt so calm, safe, and secure in that moment. Like I was home, buried in the bosom of the woman who had birthed me.
I began licking every inch of her chest; from the middle of her chest, onto the entire radius of her breasts until I found her nipples. I bit down and sucked and licked on them teasing them over and over again before continuing the exploration of her body; I moved slowly down her stomach, leaving a tiny trail of kisses until I passed her belly button. I placed my hands above her hips and held her by her tiny waist; her hips thrust with anticipation as she shoved her vagina closer to my face. I could feel her pubic mound pressed against my chin as I released the hold on her waist and slipped my arms underneath her thighs and wrapped them around so I was holding her in place despite the fact I could feel her hips bucking wild, her pussy burning with desire.I kissed around the waistline of her thong and slid my tongue just under it, licking her pubic mound; I took the waist of her thong into my mouth and bit down, pulling it up and away from her body before allowing it to snap back onto her. I kissed around the edges and the outline of her thong along her hips and in the creases of her thighs; she was already moaning like crazy. I bit and sucked and kissed down each of her thighs, I couldn't get my mouth on her enough to satisfy myself. I made my way back up to her vagina and buried my nose between her slit; I could feel the lips of her pussy part ways and wrap around the tip of my nose. The wet warmth rested on me as I took a deep breath through my nose and inhaled the scent of her vagina.
I placed my tongue on her clit through her thong and held it there, allowing the spit from my mouth to trickle down and collect in a pool and soak through her thong onto her clit; I kissed up and down her slit through her thong teasing her before finally grabbing a string on each side of her thong and sliding it down over her ass and down her legs. I held her thong in my hand like a prized possession and placed it to my face holding it tightly against my nose and took another deep breath, inhaling her scent once again.
I lowered back down and took my rightful place between her legs and wrapped my arms around her legs once more, this time pulling her down and closer to my face; I put my face directly in front of her cunt and stuck my tongue out just barely, enough so that she could feel a cool breeze slid along her slit as the spit trailed behind. Once I had enough spit dripping down her lips I opened my mouth wide and softly exhaled so she could feel the warmth of my breath between her legs.
"FUCK. Matthew." Mom shrieked as her legs twitched and kicked. "Just give it to me already."
I laughed and continued to tease her with my mouth until she cooled down a bit.. And once she did I buried my entire tongue inside of her hole which was dripping wet at this point and shoved it as far inside her as I could. Once it was inside of her, her body went crazy almost as if she had become possessed; I twirled my tongue around in circles and pulled it out and pushed it in, trying to go deeper. I pulled it out and pressed it hard against her lips, allowing my tongue to part them and licked all the way up and back down again. My lips locked onto her clit and clenched tightly as my tongue started to dance between my teeth and I began to mimic the alphabet.
I moaned as Mom's hips thusted and grinded along my tongue which was busy at work; I didn't even get halfway through the alphabet before Mom screamed.
"I'm going to cum!"
My tongue remained in the same pace until I could feel her vagina tense and tighten, she was reaching the height of her climax. I started to make my movements more rapid, pressing harder and moving faster; I used my hands which were wrapped underneath Mom's legs grasping her hips and started to move her body up and down along my tongue as she fully climaxed. I opened my mouth wide as she grabbed my hair and pushed my face down further into her vagina; I tasted and sucked every lost drop of juice from her vagina until she was finished.
"Kiss me." Mom said, sounding exhausted attempting to catch her breath.
Mom grabbed my face with both hands; her juices were soaked on my face and were dripping down my chin. She pulled my face to hers and shoved her tongue down my throat; my tongue slipped passed hers and into her mouth and when it did she gently took it between her lips and sucked it dry, cleaning every last remaining drop of her cum from my tongue.
"In." She yelled, holding my face tightly with her hands; my forehead pressed against hers as she stared into my eyes. "I need it in me."
She pulled her legs back as far as she could while keeping a hold on my face; my hands holding her waist secure as my rock hard cock bounced along her slit. I thrust forward in an attempt to slide it inside her hole which was all but gushing at this point but it popped out and slid up her entire slit and bounced off her clit; I pressed me hips down hard against her and continued to thrust in this position grinding my cock along her clit until she couldn't take it anymore.
She released her grip on my face with one of her hands and it shot down between her legs and grabbed a hold of my cock; she placed it at the entrance of her hole and then pulled me down as hard as she could. Her pussy swallowed and sucked my cock right in, until I was balls deep; we both paused and I could feel Mom shivering as her cunt became accustomed to the girth of my cock. I could literally feel the walls over her vagina stretching and wrap tightly around my shaft. I released my hold on her hips and placed my hands on the back of her thighs and pushed them back, holding her down so I could slowly pull my cock back out.
Mom was breathing so hard and her eyes were rolling into the back of her head as her body continued to shake and shiver; instinctively she pushed back trying to get away from the length of my cock but I held her down by the legs and pushed it back inside of her, all the way except deeper this time. I could feel my balls resting on her asshole as I tried to bury my cock deeper inside of her. I pulled back until only the tip was inside of her hole and then used her legs to pull her down along the shaft and then pushed her back down it again.
Mom wrapped her arms around my head and then pulled me down on top of her by the neck; she held the back of my head beside her neck as if she was coddling her child and I suppose in a way, she was. My hips never stopped moving back and forth allowing my cock to gently slide in and out of her. I released the hold on her legs and they fell down to the bed beside my hips and I put my hands underneath her back and wrapped my arms around her and I penetrated her with all the love I had. I pushed her hips forward and held my hands underneath her ass so that her vagina was raised slightly off the mattress as I pushed deeply.
"Fuck." She said, "That's my spot. You're hitting my spot."
I continued to thrust at the same pace, just fast enough for her to enjoy it but slow and soft enough not to hurt her.
"Don't stop." She said, her hands now placed on my back; her nails digging deeply into me.
I held her with all my strength as I pushed my cock as hard as I could into her; my entire body began to shake as I felt her vagina squeeze my shaft with every stroke. Mom began to stutter:
"I'm going to cum again."
I could feel the juices gushing around my cock inside of her as it clenched and tightened around me; I slowed my strokes way down in an attempt to control my own orgasm but it only made me want to cum more. Finally, Mom began to climax again only this time with me inside of her and it was too much for me to handle; I pushed as deep inside her as I possibly could and stayed there. Her hips bucked up and down from below me as she came and I could feel my cock get even harder as the cum built up in the tip of my cock and before I knew it, it started to twitch inside of her pulsating pussy and rope after rope of thick cum shot inside of my Mother. My orgasm was so strong that we could both feel it shooting from the tip and fill her up.
I collapsed on top of her and we both laid there, a sweaty and sticky mess as we caught our breath. Once we had cooled down, I pushed myself up in an attempt to roll over to my side of the bed but Mom latched onto me and held me in her arms, pulling me back down on top of her chest. She pushed my head down until it was resting on one of her breasts and held it there, brushing her fingers through my hair.
"God, Mom." I said, "That was perfect."
"I know, baby." She said, as she continued to caress my head.
I attempted to pull back once again and remove my cock from inside of her but she held me in place again.
"Just stay here for a while." She said, "I just want to feel you inside of me."
My cock stayed rock hard the entire time I was inside of her and I could feel my cum dripping from the edges of her hole and down her asshole; we laid there like that, holding the other until we both passed out and fell asleep. We'd awake eventually before the sun would rise and find our way into a more comfortable position but..
I spent the entire night holding my Mother in my arms and I didn't care about anything else in the world in that moment; all I knew is, I didn't want the moment to end.I was awakened the next day by the glare of the mid-afternoon sun shining obnoxiously through the windows of our suite; my eyes were wincing from the blinding light as I tried to slowly adjust and open them. My head was pounding and it felt as if I'd just woken up from a feverish dream; one that couldn't have possibly been based in reality.
I could feel Mom's back pressed against my chest; I could feel the heat between our bodies as our moist skin melted into one another. My left arm was completely numb and felt as if it had been severed during the night; Mom's head rest above on the pillow where my arm was trapped beneath. I could feel a little tickle on my nose from her wild stray hairs; her scent was intoxicating. My right arm was wrapped around her body with her arm resting on mine; I could feel the weight of one of her large breasts as I clenched it tightly in the palm of my hand.
My cock was burning and throbbing from the amount of blood it had accumulated; I don't believe my erection subsided throughout the entirety of the night. It was nestled between Mom's cheeks and I could feel the radiating warmth of her vagina on the tip of my cock; her thighs were squeezing the life from me. I wiggled my hips in an attempt to free my cock but cautiously enough so that I didn't wake her; she twitched and I seized the moment as her thick thighs released their grip.
I could feel the leftover cum that had been festering within my mother drip out from her wet hole as I pulled my cock out of her cheeks. I breathed a small sigh of relief as the blood started to rush back to the rest of my body; next I'd have to free my arm.
Mom began to stir as I pulled my arm from under the pillow; her hips shifting and her thighs twisting she flipped over onto her back and onto me. Her ass resting on my thigh, she turned over all the way until we were nearly nose to nose; my arm was trapped once more. Mom slowly started to open her eyes as she fought the intense night of sleep and relaxation that we'd just had.
"Good morning, Mrs. Shaw." I said.
Mom's eyes snapped open as our noses touched; she pulled her head back and stared into my eyes. Silenced filled the room.
She placed her hands on my chest and pushed back to create distance between us. She flipped over onto her side with her back to me.
"Fuck." She said, in a panic. "Fuck. Fuck."
"What is it?" I asked.
Mom sat up on the edge of the bed with her feet touching the floor. Her right hand shot up and grabbed the side of her head; her wild hair danced through her finger tips.
"My head." She said. "What time is it?" She asked in a frenzy.
"It's nearly five." I told her.
"Shit!" She shouted as she hopped out of bed and started rummaging through her suitcase. She tossed her shirts, pants, dresses, and lingerie overhead until most of her things were scattered across the room.
"I'm late!" She said, as she hopped to her feet and ran over to the bathroom mirror.
Mom proceeded to throw her outfit for the day on; checked herself out in the mirror and fixed her wild hair with both of her hands the best she possibly could.
"I'll be back later." She said.
"But Mom.." I said
"I'm sorry, I've got to run right now. I'll be back later tonight."
The door slammed behind her.
I exhaled as I dropped my head back onto the pillow; I grabbed the white sheet on threw it over my face.
"Fuck." I thought. "It wasn't a dream at all."
My mind raced and jumped from conclusion to conclusion.
"Was Mom mad at me? Did I take advantage of her? Did I do something wrong? Will things ever be the same?"
As stressed as I was about the answer to all of my questions my mind seemed to only land on one thing.
Last night.
Last night was the most magical night I'd ever had; the connection I felt with my Mother was unlike anything I'd felt before and I wondered if I'd feel it again, with anyone. My body was still tingling from the sexual high I got from being with her. My mother. Eva.
My cock was still rock solid beneath the tent of the sheet; it was throbbing and pulsating and burning almost as if it was begging me for a release of tension. My eyes frantically scanned the room until they spotted the tiny black thong that Mom was wearing the night before. Without a second thought I'd grabbed them from the floor and pressed them hard against my face and took a deep breath; I could still smell her wet pussy.
I grabbed my cock and started to stroke while breathing in the sacred scent of my own mother.
"I did this." I thought to myself as I stroked harder and harder. "I made her feel this way. I made her pussy drip. I made her cum."
The thought of making Mom cum was too much for my brain to handle and I started to involuntarily reach the climax of my orgasm. I threw the sheet to the side uncovering my nude body; my cock started to twitch and just as it erupted I wrapped Mom's thong around it and caught every last rope of cum in the crotch.
"Right where her pussy would be." I thought to myself as I started to 'cum' down.
The aching in my cock subsided but the pounding of my head did not. I grabbed Mom's pillow and wrapped both arms around it; snuggling it just as I had her all throughout the night. My body was in a state of ecstasy and I felt completely at ease as I drifted off into a deep sleep.
Mom had rushed from the room because she was late for the biggest meeting of her trip; the stakes were not high as it was just another dinner for her and her co-workers. However, at this dinner she would be meeting the CEO of the company she was going to be working for; the "big boss" if you will. Mom was cool and confident about meeting him; she'd landed this job and it was for a reason. Because she was the best at what she does and she knew it.
Although Mom did not look her best she still looked better than every single woman at the restaurant that night.
She was greeted by her co-workers as she arrived and finally it was time. She walked right up to the Mr. Bernard and extended her hand.
"Mr. Bernard, it is a pleasure to finally meet you." Mom said, as she shook the CEO's hand.
"The pleasure is all mine, Mrs. Shaw." He said, as he guided Mom's hand to his mouth and gave her a light kiss on the back of it.
Mom was taken aback and a bit flattered. She felt a warm blood rush to her cheeks.
"You must forgive me." Mr. Bernard said, "I wasn't warned of the natural beauty you possessed."
Mom's face was full on blushed at this point; she laughed.
"And no one told me you were to be so charming, Mr. Bernard."
Mr. Bernard was in his mid-forties; he had dark brown hair that was pushed to the side and slicked back. Though he was a few years older than Mom, his face was smooth and had no wrinkles. His eyes were a chestnut brown and his smile was as smooth as his face and he had a slick French accent that was guaranteed to have women falling head over heels for him. He looked less like the CEO of a billion dollar company and more like a movie star from the 1940's. Needless to say, Mom was not expecting him to have such an atmosphere of charisma.
Everyone was escorted to their seats and began to put their orders in; Mr. Bernard ordered three bottles of expensive wine for the table.
"Say.. where's Matthew, Eva?" Sarah chimed in from across the table.
"Matthew?" Mr. Bernard asked.
"My....Husband." Eva told him. "We had a long night so we were running a bit.. Behind today. So he stayed at the hotel." She told Sarah.
Mr. Bernard's ear pricked up.
"Sounds like he had some night." Sarah winked.
"Ah, I was not aware that you'd brought your husband all the way to my beautiful country." Mr. Bernard said. "You must introduce us."
"I'll be sure to..bring him to our next outing." Mom said, nearly embarrassed as she raised her glass of wine to her lips.
"But of course." Mr. Bernard told her, "I'm throwing a large party tomorrow night. You two must make an appearance."
"That sounds wonderful, Mr. Bernard." She said. "What kind of party?"
"One you must see with your own eyes to believe." He responded, coy.
"You and Matthew are going to have a great time." Sarah laughed. "Mr. Bernard always throws the greatest parties whenever we welcome someone new to our team."
Mom finished up her dinner and put in an order to-go for me. Her co-workers all said their goodbyes and made their way to the door.
"Eva.." Mr. Bernard placed his hand on Mom's shoulder. "Would you like a ride to your hotel?"
"Oh, no. You don't have to do that, Mr. Bernard." Mom told him. "I'd hate to be an inconvenience."
"A beautiful woman such as yourself? An inconvenience? Nonsense!" Mr. Bernard asked, flirting with Mom. "No man on this Earth, could find a woman such as yourself as an 'inconvenience."
Mom blushed again.
"No, really." She told him. "I appreciate the compliment but it won't be necessary, Mr. Bernard."
"Please, Eva call me Henry." He told her. "We're going to be like family now."
Family.. Mom's mind started to replay the night she'd just spent with me.
"Okay, Henry." She laughed, "Thank you for the amazing dinner and welcoming me into your family. I feel very much at home here even though I'm so far away from it."
Henry extended his hand once more and Mom obliged by putting her hand into his; he pulled up close in again and gave her a kiss on each cheek.
"Au revoir." He whispered in her ear as he wrapped both arms around her and pressed his crotch against her. Mom could feel a slight bulge through his pants.
Mr. Bernard was 6'1 and towered over my 5'8 mother. Without much thought she instinctively wrapped her arms around him as well to say goodbye and goodnight. However there seemed to be some unspoken tension between the two of them. His hands traveled down the arch of her back and over the hump of her ass; he placed them beneath her cheeks and then lifted up, grabbing a hold of it.
"As for tomorrow night." He whispered into her ear once more. "Dress to impress.. And don't be afraid to show off a little more skin. This isn't America, mon chéri."
It was a short and swift encounter; Mom was a little tipsy and barely had enough time to process that her boss had just groped a handful of her ass.
"Hm?" She whimpered in response to what he'd just whispered.
"This party is.. 'Off the record." He told her. "It is not a business event."
"Okay." Mom told him. "I'll see you tomorrow night then."
While Mom had been out to dinner, I'd been fast asleep.. Yes, for the entirety of the day. I kept having the most wild and vivid dreams about Eva. In my dreams it wasn't awkward and there was no shame; my subconscious had complete control over Mom, so every time I woke up I would slam my eyes shut again to keep the dream going.
I imagined the outline of her entire body; every curve and crack. I dreamed about all the different ways we could make love; things we hadn't done the night before. Things we may never do. Things I'd be too embarrassed to even suggest. Truthfully I never wanted to wake up or come down from the cloud that I'd found myself on.
But all good dreams come to an end.
I was awakened by the violent buzzing of my cell phone against the wooden night stand. I woke up in a fit of rage and confusion and fell out of bed in an attempt to silence it. My eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room as the bright light of the phoned shined into my eyes.
"Incoming video call from: Dad."
"Dad?" I thought. "Oh fuck."
Wait, what was I worried about? There wasn't a chance in hell Dad could ever imagine what had happened between Mom and I.
I flipped on the lights and took the call.
"Hey Dad."
"Hey Matt! What are you two up to over there in ol' Francé?" Dad asked.
"Not much right now, Dad. Mom's out to dinner with her co-workers. I think this was an important one. She seemed stressed before leaving."
"Yeah, she said she was meeting the man in charge today." Dad told me. "Other than that is everything alright? Is your Mother enjoying herself?"
My mind drifted and a smug smirk took over my face.
"Haha, yeah." I laughed. "Mom is having a blast." I told him.
"That's great, son. Well, I won't keep you for too long. Let your Mother know I called. I'm headed to bed now."
"Okay, Dad. I'll let her know."
End call.
Not long after Mom came quietly tip-toeing through the door.
"Mom?" I called out.
"Hi, honey." Mom said, sounding a bit buzzed from dinner. "I brought you some food home."
Mom avoided looking in my direction; she kept her back towards me and wouldn't turn her head around at all.
"I just got off the phone with Dad." I told her.
"Oh God." She said. "Your father. I hadn't even thought about your Father. Oh my God."
"Relax, Mom." I said. "Dad is completely fine."
"That's not what I mean---" Mom said. "Oh, never mind."
"Oh." I exhaled. "I know.."
"I'm so exhausted." She said. "I'm going to take a quick shower and go to bed."
"Can I join you?" I asked.
Mom froze; she placed both hands on the counter top where she'd sat my food and dropped her head between her shoulders with her back turned towards me.
"Look.." She softly spoke. "We.. Can't. We can't do that again."
"Shower?" I jokingly asked. I could feel the friction of the tension in the air.
"You know what I mean." She said.
Finally, she turned and walked towards the bed with her head down and her eyes glued to floor. She sat down beside me on the edge of the bed, her back to me. I sat up and scooted up behind her and placed my hand on her shoulder. Mom shivered at my touch and shrugged my hand off.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Last night shouldn't have happened." She said. "It's my fault. I'm under a lot of stress here and you made me feel so good. So special. I'm weak, you know. You remind me so much of your Father but you're so much more than he is or was. I haven't been touched by another man in over 20 years."
Mom was clearly feeling guilty.
"Eva.." I said, placing my hand on her shoulder again.
"Stop." She said. "You have to stop calling me Eva. At least in private."
"Okay." I said, taking my hand off of her shoulder.
"I'm not mad at you." She said. "Last night was incredible. You are amazing. Perfect even. If you weren't my son then perhaps you could be my lover.. But unfortunately that can never happen."
"I understand." I told her.
"Now, I'm going to shower and please.. Try not to look at me." She said. "And please, don't try anything with me.. I'm afraid I won't be able to tell you no."
"I love you, Mom." I told her.
"I love you too, Son." she said.
Mom stood up and gathered her things for the shower.
"We've been invited to a party tomorrow night." She said. "My boss wants us both to come. He wants to meet you."
"Really?!" I said, getting excited.
"Yes, really." She said, "It's supposed to be a fancy party. I've been told we should 'dress to impress."
"Okay!" I told her, "I'll be the best looking husband there."
I flipped back over onto the bed and started thinking about what I'd wear to this party; a black suit and tie, no doubt.
I heard Mom start the shower and every last bone in my body was saying 'turn your head and look.' But I gave Mom my word that I wouldn't look and that I wouldn't make any moves on her so I picked up my phone and started scrolling through Instagram.
The steam from the hot water quickly fogged up the glass capsule walls of the shower and Mom disappeared behind them. I glanced over to see only the silhouette of her voluptuous body; despite my best efforts I couldn't keep my eyes off of her.
I watched as the shadow of her body ran her fingers through her long dark brown hair as the water poured onto her; I imagined every single drop running down the curve of her breasts and down to her hips and ass. If she'd ask, I'd gladly crawl on my hands and knees over to the shower and lap up the water cascading off her body. I watched as she grabbed the bottle of soap and lathered it onto her loofah and watched as she rubbed it and her hands all over her body.
I could see the soap bubbles accumulating through the hazy glass. Mom rubbed under her tits and around them; holding them in her hands softly. She caressed her body all over--in an innocent way; there was nothing sexy about this shower, at least not intentionally on her part. I was admiring her in her most natural state. She placed her hand on the knob of the shower door and I quickly flipped over so that my back was facing the shower and went back to looking at my phone.
I could hear her quietly open the shower door and stick her head out to see if I'd been watching her. When I finally heard the shower door latch I flipped right back over and went back to watching Mom wash her sexy body. Mom essentially looked both ways before hiking one of her legs up onto the shelf of the shower where the soaps and toiletries were placed. I watched as she unhooked the shower nozzle and placed it upon her vagina.
I could only assume that Mom was spreading the lips of her pussy so that the warm water was massaging her clit. I hushed whimper escaped her lips but I could tell that she was trying to keep quiet so she wouldn't draw attention to herself. I noticed she was now massaging her clit with her hand while using the water from the nozzle on it for added stimulation.
I couldn't help but wonder as Mom played with her pussy to climax.. Was she thinking about me?
Eva had to ask herself the same question: Was she thinking about her son, Matthew or was she thinking about Mr. Bernard? It had become quite clear to her that Henry was making his move on her.. And it did kind of excite her; she hadn't been showered in this much attention for many years.
Mom finished up her shower and rinsed her body off; I saw her reach overhead and grab the towel she'd slung over the shower wall. She wrapped the towel around her body and proceeded to dry off.
"Okay." She announced. "I'm coming out now."
"With both hands above your head" I responded. "Where I can see them."
Eva rolled her eyes and bit her lip to keep the smile from spreading across her face.
"You know the deal." She said without a hint of playfulness, "Eyes closed."
I obeyed my mother's wish and closed my eyes as she grabbed another towel and wrapped it around her hair to dry. She got dressed once again wearing next to nothing and her night gown.
"Okay." she said. "You can open them now."
"Wow Mom." I said.
"Ah. Ah." She said. "No funny business."
"But.." I said.
"No. You can look. That's all."
I was confused as to why she was still wearing next to nothing; if she wanted things to go back to the way they were before.. Why did it seem like she was still daring me? Her gown was so thin I could see her nipples plain as day.
Mom hit the lights, dropped her gown, and fell into bed beside me. She threw the sheet over top of herself and laid on her side with her back to me. She wiggled and 'hopped' towards me until her ass was pressed firmly against my thigh.
"I'm a bit drunk." She laughed into the darkness.
"I know." I told her.
"I think my boss wants to fuck me." She said, as she flipped over so that she was lying on her side with her head on her pillow facing me.
"What?!" I said.
"I think.." She said. "He felt me up as he said goodbye at dinner."
"Get the fuck out of here." I told her. "Are you serious?"
"Yes." She said. "It's probably nothing but I want you to stick close to me tomorrow night. Got it?"
"Yes ma'am." I told her.
"Good." Mom said as she flipped back over. "Now, get over here and cuddle me as hard as you did last night."
She grabbed my arm by the wrist and flipped back onto her other side pulling me into her. I could feel the warmth of her body pressed against my cock and it began to move.
"Mom.." I said. "Shouldn't you put something on?"
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