A Son and Mother Go on Vacation - Sex Stories

A Son and Mother Go on Vacation

... "Your wish, Mom. Anything's fine with me, as long as I get to spend time with you."

"Oh, my sweet boy. I missed you too, baby."

"Let's book the flight tickets tomorrow morning," she suggested.

Once we returned home, we gathered in the living room. I brought my laptop, and we scrolled through the various resorts. Mom and I carefully considered each option, searching for the perfect beach view: one place had a private beachfront home boasting three rooms, a swimming pool, and a bathtub in the bathroom had caught our attention. After discovering the enticing offer of free Wi-Fi, we promptly booked the house and secured all our tickets.

Excitement filled the air as Mom exclaimed, "Khanna, its done. Finally, my dream of going to the Maldives is about to come true."

Feeling the need to prepare, I suggested, "I need to pack the luggage. Let's go and do it."

Mom reassured me, "You don't need much; just pack three sets of clothes and personal things. We can buy new clothes once we're there, suited to the local dressing style. Let's go and see."

"Okay, Mom," I replied. A concern crossed my mind: "And where will I sleep? There seems to be an issue with my room."

Mom, with a touch of nostalgia, shared, "Why don't you come and sleep in my room? The bed is big enough for the two of us. And I missed cuddling with you. When you were little, you never let go of me, even in your sleep."

The thought of cuddling with her made me jump and feel warm inside. I ...

... smiled.

I agreed, "Okay, Mom. I missed you so much."

As Mom went upstairs, I remained downstairs, engrossed in watching TV without any disturbances.

Thinking Mom must have gone to sleep, a wave of drowsiness overcame me. I ascended the stairs, opened the door, and found Mom in a nightie. The sight of her in that made my heart beat faster.

My dick stirred in my shorts and danced to my lustful gaze. Controlling myself, I got on the bed.

Waking up to the sound of me climbing the bed, Mom turned around and patted the bed beside her, gesturing for me to lay beside her. I hesitated for a moment. To be close with her, just a few centimeters away from her, will I be able to control myself? The desire to be close to her overwhelmed me, and I cautiously laid down beside her. As we lay there together, a mix of emotions and forbidden thoughts flooded my mind.

Mom kissed my forehead and said, "I love you, son."

I replied, "I love you too, mom."

She fell asleep, and I tried to, too.

Thought I did, but no, I couldn't sleep. Her scent was driving me crazy. She was sleeping with her back towards me, her plump ass and the hair falling softly on her shoulders. It took all my willpower to resist the temptation, but I knew I had to resist before it spiralled out of control.

I put my leg over her calves and moved closer to her. Her ass was pressed into my crotch, and my hardness grew in my shorts. She moved slightly, rubbing her back on my crotch in her sleep.

Letting out a ...