Maggie
The following morning, Maggie was woken up by more of Jack’s yelling into his cell phone. She flinched and blinked stressfully until she realized he was on the other side of the room. Apparently, his friend in Michigan was attempting to take sole ownership of the gyms that were in Michigan, and Jack was having none of it.
He said he was going to Michigan that morning to “end this friendship and end Adam.”
Maggie had packed her bag the night before and realized when she was getting dressed that she had packed away all her underwear. Her now dry bathing suit was hanging in the bathroom, so she decided to just wear that under her shirt and shorts. The plan was originally for all three of them to check out together, but Jack had an urgency about him this morning, so he told Maggie that he and Nick would just have to check out after dropping him off at the airport.
Nick came out of his room groggy and half asleep. Like most teenage boys, he had just woken up, thrown on a tank top and shorts, and come down to the car. Jack stayed on his phone the whole way to the airport, screaming and cussing at various people he knew from Michigan. His carry-on bag was tossed in the front passenger seat, thoughtless of his wife or son, so they both sat in the back of the vehicle.
It was only a few minutes into their 20-minute trip to the airport when Maggie felt a startling touch on her thigh. Nick’s hand rubbed the inner thigh of Maggie up and down, inching nearer to her crotch with every pass. The sudden boldness from her stepson took her by surprise. Nervously, she eyed the back of her husband’s head, who sat in front of her, and heard him yell and shout, oblivious of his son’s fondling of his wife.
Maggie leaned backwards and spread her legs wider, which only edged Nick’s palm nearer to her crotch. Without thinking, her hand went to her chest when Nick’s brushed over her clit through her short’s fabric. She pursed her lips as he circled her sex over and over. The fire and elation she felt in her chest were bursting. She felt the moisture flooding her sex as her stepson’s fingers circled her clit at just the right pressure and pace.
Keeping her lips closed, Maggie closed her eyes and leaned her forehead against the warm, sunny window. Hearing the rush of air going in and out of her nose, she had to focus on not moaning or crying out as she so desperately wished to.
If I keep my lips closed, I can’t make any sound.
It was what she hoped, but it was not so. Her breathing became broken as she felt her hips against Nick and raised at her son’s touch. Looking out the window below her eyelids, she saw the fleeting eyes of strangers who were stopped at red lights beside them. Others passed them going the opposite way. Several make eye contact with her never knowing her stepson was rubbing her clit. That this dirty old mom was about to cum behind her husband from her stepson. The feeling was so close. It was right there. Maggie’s lips parted as she sucked in air but then it stopped.
The hand that was once between her thighs was now gone, and before she could understand what had happened, the car was stopped. ‘DEPARTURES’ the sign read above the car where they had parked on the side of the road. Jack exited the car with his cellphone still attached to his ear and grabbed his bag, entering the airport without even looking at his wife or son in the back of the car.
Chapter Two
Nick
Nick hadn’t even driven out of the lanes in front of the departure area when he felt Maggie’s hand groping blindly at his crotch. The athletic shorts he wore did little to conceal his throbbing erection at just her brushing touch. Nick pulled into a parking garage and drove to the darker lower levels. Refusing to wait for her stepson to find a parking spot, Maggie already had Nick’s boxers and shorts pulled down under his ball sack and was stroking his engorged shaft.
What really took Nick by surprise was when they were near the lowest level, Maggie glanced at him with a devious smile and pulled her shirt off, revealing her one-piece bathing suit she had bought the day before. Untying the strap around the back of her neck, Nick quickly found a parking spot between two work vans in the back, dark corner of the airport parking garage.
As he put the car in park, he watched his stepmom’s top that covered her breasts fall and her heavy, round breasts shake before him. Her hand still pumping his shaft, Maggie smiled as her lips lowered to wrap around his cock, but Nick intercepted her lips and brought them up to meet his. Tasting her lips, Nick pushed his tongue inside of his mother’s mouth and heard her coo and pleasant moan. One hand cupped the back of her neck underneath her hair and pulled her to his seat as his other hand slid down to her breast.
Maggie was half kneeling, half sitting before her son between the SUV seats. Her whole right hand was pumping vigorously on her stepson’s shaft. Feeling him flex in her palm. Feeling the ooze of pre-cum on the tip of his cock when she stroked too high. Nick’s hand palmed her fat breast, squeezing and mashing it into her chest. Her hard, long nipple was erect in the web of his hand between his thumb and forefinger. When he moaned into her mouth, licking the roof of her mouth, he slid his hand back, pinching her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
“Mmmahhh ah!” Maggie moaned as she kissed Nick harder and deeper. Her hand disappeared from his cock briefly as she repositioned herself. Maggie’s hand fell upon Nick’s enormous hand and guided it down between her thighs. The pair of shorts that she was wearing was gone. Her hand was already pulling the elastic fabric of her bathing suit to the side that covered her crotch.
Nick’s fingers circled her loose, drenched lips as his middle finger inches farther inside her, more and more. “Mmm mmmm mmm!” Maggie cried out inside of Nick’s mouth as he pushed his fingers deeper inside her. Her warm wet pussy clung to his finger with every fuck. Nick bit her lip as he fingered her firmly and quickly.
“Oh my god… ohhhh…” Maggie groaned as she broke the kiss. Her eyes closed as her head slowly tilted backwards as Nick pumped his finger in and out of her. “Ooohhhh god!”
His palm was smacking into her pussy lips and clit as he fucked up into her with his fingers. The slick juices leaked from her pussy, coating his palm. Her fingernails dug into the back of his neck as she pulled her face to his biceps. Her flexed muscles muted her screams as Nick felt her soft, thick thighs threaten to close on his hand. “I’m cumming!” She cried out as if being tortured and Nick pressed forward, pistoning his fingers in and out of his stepmother’s pussy as her body tensed and her tits bounced until she collapsed and a relaxed mess on her stepson’s arm.
Gasping for air, Maggie caught her breath as she immediately began to climb on top of Nick. It was chaotic and a mess of limbs as Nick scooted the chair all the way back and down while his stepmother straddled him. She managed to get between her stepson and the steering wheel having only honked the horn with her butt once.
Nick leaned the back of his chair backwards as Maggie giggled and cooed as she stood to kiss her son, then fed the rock-hard head of his cock to her dripping pussy lips. As his stepmother half stood over him, her heavy, thick breast poured over onto Nick’s face. He felt her hand pump strength into his shaft as his hands cupped both her breasts, mashing them together. Taking her nipples in his mouth one by one, he made long laps across her nipples, feeling how hard they were on his tongue.
The sighing moan she made as he sucked her tits turned into a yelping scream as she squatted on his thick pulsing head of his cock. Her head cocked to the side so the tips of her hair tickled Nick’s forehead as he bit on her nipple. “Ahh… ahhh… oh, shiit…” Maggie cried as she teased the head of his cock. Her hips went around and around his head, dipping just low enough that he’d feel her warmth cover the head of his cock but nothing more.
The teasing became too much when Nick’s hands slid down to her hips and his fingers dug in as he pressed her ass down and felt his cock slowly press inside his stepmother. “Ohhh goddd!”
Maggie’s thighs flexed and fought Nick’s hands that pulled her down. She’d lower an inch, then popped back up. Her pussy was getting used to the girth of Nick’s cock. But the overzealousness of Nick’s desperate cock met her hesitation with thrusts upward, sending high-pitched screams from his stepmother’s lips as her eyebrows went up.
Nick didn’t care anymore; nothing could stop him. The build he felt in his shaft and his balls was too great. He had to cum. With his stepmother’s tits bouncing in his face, he groaned as his fingers clasped her thick ass. Sensing his eruption, Maggie lifted off of her son’s cock in a hurry and Nick felt the head of his cock flex, shooting spurts of cum up her ass crack and lower back.
While his cock still flexed into her ass, Maggie leaned down with her hands pressed on Nick’s chest as she kissed him passionately. The kiss lingered for several minutes as they both caught their breath. Eventually, she lowered herself to his lap, then, after attempting to clean some of her backside off, she returned to her seat.
Nick feared the awkwardness that would follow, but his stepmother kept the conversation light, giggling at how big his cock was and saying how she didn’t think she had ever came as hard as she had with him. Nick smiled and laughed as he drove them back to the hotel. They had only an hour before they were to check out. Maggie refuses to release Nick’s hand, either. Her small hands cupped his bear of a palm and tickled his wrist.
It wasn’t until he put the car into park that he realized he felt his shaft stir again under his shorts. Maggie’s breasts were barely covered by her bathing suit, and she had just caught him staring again.
“You know, your father isn’t due to fly back home until the end of next week…” his stepmother suggested. “He wouldn’t know if we stayed here for the rest of the weekend.”
“But he said we had to go back to the house today,” Nick worried.
“If I switch credit cards to the one I have in my name, he’ll never know about it,” Maggie said with a devious grin. “It could be our little secret vacation.” Maggie curled up in her seat towards her stepson. Her legs parted enough to let him see the moist spot on the crotch of her suit. “A whole weekend just for us.”
Nick’s imagination ran wild with the possibilities over the next two days alone in the hotel room with his stepmom. A smile to match the devious one on her lips came across Nick’s face, and that was all the answer Maggie needed, apparently, because she launched into his lap again, releasing a long, high-pitched coo as she kissed her stepson deeply.
Chapter Three
Maggie
Saturday seemed to have gone by nearly as fast as it had come. Maggie could not count the number of times she had come that day and night, but only knew she was absolutely intoxicated with Nick. Everything about him was something new she desired, now. The way he smiled, his natural smell, and the way it mixed with the spicy deodorant he wore. Even though he spoke so little, it became a cuteness she obsessed over.
Maggie recalled being awkward when she was alone with Nick when he was younger. A listener herself, she always preferred the company of talkative men that she could tend to, or so she thought. That was the thinking that drove her to Jack in the first place and so many wrong-for-her boyfriends before him. But now she questioned if she had been choosing her men based on the wrong qualities for her entirely.
When they walked through the shopping mall that afternoon, when Jack would have been pointing at every kiosk, complaining about how overpriced everything was, Nick silently watched and smiled at everyone who passed. His eyes caught on different clothing. When they grabbed a bite to eat in the food court, they chatted about his major and what he thought of doing after college. Nick still wasn’t positive, but he had high hopes of giving it a go at powerlifting, if he was able to get big enough. Maggie was supportive.
They had woken early that morning because Saturdays were the start of his new cycle for his six days a week lifting schedule. The gym at the hotel was top-notch (one of the reasons Jack had selected this hotel), but even still there were not enough weight plates for Nick to do his squats and clean presses, and every machine Nick maxed out to do his workout. Maggie just giggled from the sidelines while she did her cardio at the faces of the other men and women in the gym. People would stop their workouts to stare and take videos of Nick, and Nick’s face would turn pink with embarrassment.
They ate dinner at a pleasant restaurant on the beach, then went back to the hotel early. The number of times Nick came had to have been three or four times, which was still only a fraction of the times Maggie had. She recalled waking him in a sweaty mess that they had made in the bed late at night and arousing his erection for the last time that night. Nick nearly said no he was so tired, but his stepmother’s pussy lips were so slippery and warm he could not. Maggie simply told him to lie back and relax, and she would take care of everything. When she had finally collapsed on his chest that night, the sleep they had gotten was deep and long.
Nick even slept in longer than he meant to; he was so exhausted. Sunday morning started much the same as Saturday. Nick had another hard workout at the gym full of gawkers. When they returned to the hotel, though, Maggie heard Nick growl at a pain in his thigh. He sat on his couch, rubbing his thigh repeatedly.
“Cramp?” Maggie asked.
“Yeah, it’s not bad, but I want to stop it before it gets bad,” Nick said.
“Here, let me,” Maggie said as she went to her knees in front of him. His skin was still slick with sweat from his workout. Maggie found his feel on her palms as she rubbed up his thighs and back down to be warm, and his manly body odor to be arousing. For minutes on end, she pressed his quads up and down all the while a hooked smile on her lips hung over his stirring crotch and her full tits jiggled in front of him.
When she felt the hard, thickly muscled legs of her son relax, Maggie’s hands changed to a more tender rub and they moved down to the inside of his thighs, disappearing into the leg holes of his athletic shorts. Before long, his shorts were pulled down, and her lips had encircled his long, hard shaft. A devious smile came over Maggie’s lips as it did when she had the best of ideas.
Still stroking her stepson’s cock with one hand, she dug in her purse beside the couch and removed her cellphone. With one hand, she unlocked it and swiped through her apps.
“What are you doing?” Nick asked.
“Here,” Maggie handed him the phone with the recording app already open. “Video me sucking your cock.”
Nick smiled and laughed, a pink hue coming to his cheeks. “Why?”
“So when you head back to school tomorrow, I have something to remember this weekend by.”
“Won’t… what if my dad-”
“I’ll hide the video, plus he never uses my phone, only my laptop sometimes, but rarely.”
Reluctantly, Nick held the camera over his cock in his lap as Maggie smiled and her eyes lit up. The crown of his cock slipped between her lips and she hummed a growl of approval as she slid her lips up and down his shaft. Feeling his cock hit the back of her throat, she gagged and gargled on his cock as it pulled out and pushed back in.
Something about being videoed turned her on even more so. She let no one record her before, but found great excitement in the action. It made her want to gag herself longer on him. It made her want to moan like a whore. She wanted his cum. She wanted his groaning orgasm, and when he did finally cum, she sucked his shaft and pumped it until it was dry.
“Mmmm…” wiping her lips dry, Maggie took the phone from Nick, stopping the video. “That was so hot. I’m going to watch that all week.”
Nick leaned back, taking a deep breath and composing himself. “That was a nice massage I got, is it my turn to give you one?”
“You can’t give massages…” Maggie tossed her phone back in her purse.
“Sure, I can, I’m a great masseuse,” Nick protested.
Maggie laughed, “okay, you can’t give a massage without it turning into you fucking me.”
“Is that a challenge?” Nick raised an eyebrow. “I’ll prove my professionalism.”
Maggie…
