I was in the bathroom when she returned with bulging carrier bags and a beautiful big smile on her face.
“I’m back darling,” she shouted, “Where are you?”
I popped my head out of the bathroom door and she laughed when she saw my half shaved face.
“Can I do that?”
“As long as you promise not to cut my throat,” I laughed.
She took the razor off me and began using long expert sweeps across my face. She was very good at it until I remarked that the razor smelled really nice and then she blushed and giggled.
“Well it’s been where you were this afternoon darling.”
“And where I want to go again, mum,” I told her and she laughed.
“Oh yes,” then she squealed as I kissed her and smeared my foam covered face around hers, “You animal.”
The rest of her words were silenced as I kissed her deeply.Hher arms went round my neck and she squirmed wantonly against my growing erection.
“You’re going to do it again, aren’t you?”
“Do what, mum?”
“You’re going to fuck me again, aren’t you?”
“How did you guess?” I laughed.
Sliding both hands up under her skirt, I picked her up bodily and walked into the bedroom. Mum was giggling and laughing and kissing me all at the same time. She squealed again with laughter as I dumped her onto the bed and used both arms to hold her legs apart.
“Anthony,” she yelled, “No.” but then she felt my mouth on the front of her panties and she stopped squealing and started moaning.
“Oh God yes,” she gasped as I sucked her juices through the flimsy garment, “Your dad never did this baby. Oh my God.”
I lifted my head just long enough to pull the little panties down over her thighs and drop them on the floor, “I told you mum, dad was a fool.”
Then I dipped my head again and my mouth slurped wetly at her cunt. She was wet, practically dripping and I loved it. I used my tongue to scoop out the moisture and swallow it, I licked and sucked at her swollen, pink clitoris. I even ran my tongue right down to taste her anus and all the time she kept her hands in my hair, pulling me into her wetness. I saw the tiny little hole of her urethra and licked at it longingly while she arched her back up to meet my mouth.
“Do me now, Anthony,” she almost cried, “Come up here and put it in me darling. Fuck me! Come on, I need it darling, come and fuck mummy.”
“Take your dress off,” I said as I stood up and stroked myself while I watched her.
Hurriedly she ripped the buttons open and then held her arms up to me with her legs were wide apart. She was a picture of a woman in heat and as I lowered myself onto her, she sighed, a long deep sigh of pleasure,
“Yes darling,” she said it softly and began moving in time to my thrusts as if we’d been lovers for years instead of just a few hours.
Every forward thrust of mine was met with one of hers, I actually felt the softness of her cunt walls squeezing me. I tasted the sweetness of her saliva as we kissed, something that I would have balked at not too long ago. I looked into her eyes and saw loneliness, longing and lust. This beautiful, sexy, soft and sensuous woman was mine at least for the next two weeks and I intended to give her everything I could in that short time.
I felt her hands on my bottom as she held me and worked her hips against my penis.
“God Anthony, you’re big darling, So fucking big!”
“I love hearing you talk like that, mum,” I whispered into her ear as I increased my thrusting, “It sounds so fucking dirty.”
She lunged up at me and bit my lip as she raked her finger nails over my buttocks.
“It is dirty darling. You’re fucking your own mother. You’ve got your big, fat prick right up my cunt!”
I felt a trembling beginning in my feet, it spread up to my legs then my thighs, then it hit my groin and I exploded. It had been totally unexpected, almost as unexpected as mum digging her nails deeply into my bum cheeks and crying into my neck that she was coming. Once again, the sheer power of it left us exhausted and I’m sure that we fell asleep instantly, our groins still entwined in our incestuous coupling.
We didn’t sleep for long though, mum really wanted us to go to the dance and she wanted me to dress her too, the turnabout in her attitude was incredible.
The first items of clothing I put on her were a pair of hold up stockings and then she sat and put on her make up. After that, it was her panties that I drew up over her slender hips. They were no more than a wisp of white lace, a frivolous little garment that served only to draw attention to her completely hairless slit. The tiny triangle of lace fitted snugly in between her lips and at the back it was just a narrow string barely wide enough to hide her little puckered hole.
It was her dress that I liked most; it was full length, white and fitted her like a second skin. At the front it plunged almost down to her navel making it impossible to wear a bra and her breasts bounced temptingly with every movement she made. One side was slit almost to the top of her stockings. It was a dress that only a very sexy lady could wear and on her, it was perfect.
Her only item of jewelry was a black velvet choker with one fake diamond in the centre. She oozed sexuality and looked like a woman who was sure of herself, confident in her looks and poised. I was gob smacked.
“You look stunning, mum.” I told her and just touched her lips with my own so as not to spoil her lipstick.
Everyone looked at her as we walked proudly into the dining room; the men with lust and the women with envy. They all looked and made me the proudest man in the room as we took our places at the table. We ate and danced the night away. Mum had no shortage of dance partners, sometimes going from one to the other with hardly any time in between. I lost count of the different dance partners we both had, but while some of the ladies were very pretty, even beautiful, it was mum who I couldn’t take my eyes off. Every time I glanced at her, her eyes smiled at me and twinkled with the promise of things to come!
We managed a couple of dances with each other towards the end of the night, but we didn’t dare get too touchy feely because of the row she’d kicked up on our arrival at the resort. We contented ourselves with little whispered promises. She put her lips to my ear and told me that her cunt was wet and asked me what I was going to do about it?
“Well for a start, mum.” I whispered back as I held her closely to me and let her feel my erection pressing into her stomach, “I want to take you to bed with you still wearing your stockings.”
“Ooh kinky!” she giggled.
“And your panties too.”
“Mm yes darling, do you like them?”
“They’re like you mum,” I whispered, “Very, very sexy.”
She giggled and as the music finished, we went back to our table. I asked a waiter if we could have a bottle of champagne and two glasses and paid him for them at the same time. Mum raised an eyebrow at my extravagance but giggled when I suggested going for a midnight stroll on the beach.
It was a wonderful night outside, moonlight cast long, dark shadows across the ocean and the surf rolling in looked to be silver tipped as the faint light caught it. I took my jacket off for mum to sit on and poured out two glasses of champagne.
“To the sexiest mum in the world,” I raised my glass and swallowed it in one go, whilst mum laughed and did the same.
“May our holiday never end,” was the next toast.
We drank the champagne and sat together staring out over the dark ocean, mum’s dress had ridden up slightly so that the top of one stocking was showing. She giggled and posed when I said she looked like a film star, then she stood up and kissed me, “Now let’s go to bed,” she said huskily.
We made love for hours. She surprised me by taking my penis into her mouth and sucking on it like a lollipop until I came and she swallowed everything. Then she wanted a sixty nine with me on top.
“It frightens me,” she explained, “It’s almost as if you could lose control and pin me to the bed with your cock jammed down my throat.” She giggled then, “I could choke to death on your cock darling.”
She didn’t though, but she did come twice with my tongue in her cunt and my penis in her throat. We rested and I had her laughing yet again as I dribbled champagne into her navel and licked it out again.
“If you spill it,” she said as we kissed, “It might dribble down into my cunt darling.”
“It might, mum,” I agreed.
“That would be a waste wouldn’t it?”
“It certainly would,” I agreed and emptied the remnants of the bottle onto her stomach.
“But rest assured, mum,” I laughed, “I won’t waste it.”
Some dripped down between the lips of her slit so of course I had to lick it out again and she came for the fourth time before falling asleep in my arms.
We went to the beach every day and mum was happy to go naked. She even strolled around the village in just a short see-through skirt sans panties and every night she would wear the stockings for me in bed. She was insatiable and I discovered that she sometimes liked to be submissive.
One night in a bar, I told her to take her panties off and give them to me. She did but turned the tables nicely on me by coming back from the ladies room with them held to her nose as she would hold a handkerchief.
“No wonder you like licking me there, darling,” she giggled, “It smells nice doesn’t it?”
“What smells nice, mum?” I asked with a smile.
“My cunt.”
“Are you wet mum?”
“Very.”
“Push two fingers inside yourself and leave them there until I tell you.”
Without hesitation she slipped a hand between her thighs and sighed with pleasure as she entered herself.
“Does that feel nice?”
“Does what feel nice, darling?” God damn it, she’d turned it round again.
“Your fingers in your cunt mum.”
“Yes, but I’d still prefer your cock up there.”
“You’ll have it up there later on, mum,” I grinned. “Now take your fingers out and suck them”
As she held her fingers up to her face I told her to imagine that they’d been in another woman’s pussy. They were glistening with her juices and as she sucked them, her eyes locked onto mine, then widened.
“Ooh yes Anthony,” she smiled, “Who do we know at home I can practice on?”
“What about Anne?”
“Oh my God, Anthony,” she laughed, “Anne’s my sister!”
“I’m your son, mum,” I said softly, “And you’re wet at the thought of us fucking later on.”
Her sister had been round a few days before we left for our holiday. She’d been upset at the loss of her live-in girlfriend as they’d been together for about five years. Her lover had been unfaithful and Anne could not live with that, so they’d split.
Mum seemed to be thinking about it as she sucked her fingers.
“I wonder how she tastes,” she said finally and blushed as she said it. I grinned and leaned forward.
“I bet she tastes every bit as beautiful as you do, mum.”
“Get us another drink, darling,” she said, “I think I need to think about that one.”
She didn’t think for long, when I returned she looked up at me and smiled.
“She’s a very sexy lady you know.”
“If she’s anything like her sister,” I laughed and kissed her cheek, “She’s a sex maniac.”
She put her lips close to my ear and whispered, “I think we should ring my beautiful little sister and ask her to meet us at the airport, don’t you darling?”
“Tell her about us, mum.”
We were in bed back at the hotel and I was looking up at her from where I lay between her legs, my tongue leisurely traveling up and down in between her cunt lips. Mum was doing her best not to cum but she was fighting a losing battle until she gripped my hair and almost bodily dragged me up.
“Put that weapon of yours where it belongs,” she breathed into my mouth as we kissed. A smile spread across her face when I eased forward and felt the warm wetness of her cunt surround my penis.
“I think I will tell her,” she said as we began moving together my prick deep inside her body.
“Is she a lesbian mum?” I asked, “Or bisexual.”
She sighed and gripped my bottom pulling me in as far as she was able,
“She’s bi darling and I’m going to cum just at the thought of watching you fucking her.”
“I’d rather fuck you, mum.”
“Harder darling,” she hissed, “Harder.”
“I want to watch her licking your cunt.”
She moaned and clutched at me whilst her climax approached.
“I want to see you both in a sixty nine, licking each other.”
“Oh yes,” she hissed, “Fuck yes you’re making me cum.”
“We could lick her together mum.”
I felt her pussy tighten around my cock as she started to cum. Her nails dug into my back and we climaxed together; our thoughts on another person entirely!
