What Mom Knows Fucks Her in Vegas - Sex Stories

What Mom Knows Fucks Her in Vegas

... mother. Mom was in line, behind a couple of other guests checking in, acting oblivious to the fact that she was a sticky mess and that people were staring at her. I watched amused and with a sense of power at mom obeying such an extreme order. She turned to me and winked, surprisingly not embarrassed by the stares. When it was her turn, she talked to the desk clerk who did a double take but after listening to whatever mom said, checked her identification and handed her a room-key. Mom walked over to me and handed me the key before saying, "Miranda texted me to go meet the girls for a drink." "Ok," I said, wishing the drinking age was eighteen, not the ridiculously conservative twenty-one. "It is girl time," mom smiled kissing me on the lips. "That worries me," I admitted. "Me too," she shrugged, "but I will have Miranda there to protect me." "Have fun," I smiled. "I can’t imagine it will be as much fun as I just had," Mom smiled. "I hope not," I chuckled back. Another kiss and she was gone. I went up the elevator and into the room, which is not the correct description. It was massive. I spent the next twenty minutes looking around, before going and taking a much needed shower. When I got out I could hear the three of them laughing and I walked out of the bathroom wearing only my towel. "Speaking of the boy toy," Ellie said, but her tone implied she was not saying it as a form of flattery. "Ladies," I said, trying to be suave. "Go get dressed, sexy, we are going out for ...

... supper and a show," Miranda said. I asked. "And which room is mine?" "Our room is the first on the left," Miranda said. "Cool," I said casually. I left the ladies and got dressed. Strangely, the rest of the evening went along completely uneventful. I learned later that apparently while at their brief girls' only time they agreed there would be no sexual conversation, flirting, word play for the remainder of the evening. In some ways this was good news as I was a bit worn out by the excessive sexual tension between Ellie and Mom that had her rather stressed. Supper was amazing, the show, a Cirque de Soleil was stupendous and a late night walk in the lights was the coolest thing ever. By the time we got back to our penthouse room we were all wiped and we all crashed rather quickly. Miranda and I got a room together, while both mom and Ellie had separate rooms, although apparently Ellie stressed they would be sharing one room before the weekend was over. ..... The next morning started amazing as I was woken up the best way possible, with a blowjob. Opening my eyes, Miranda was slowly bobbing up and down leisurely on my cock. Seeing me wake up, she smiled, "Good morning, sleepyhead." "Good morning, beautiful," I replied. "I bet you say that to all the girls who wake you up this way," she teased, returning to my cock. "Now that you mention it, that is true," I agreed, thinking of the few times mom had woken me up the same way. "You male slut," she joked, briefly taking my cock out of ...