A Son and Mother Go on Vacation - Sex Stories

A Son and Mother Go on Vacation

... myself.

She asked, "How do I look?"

I looked her in the eye, then and said, "Mom, you look so hot."

"Thank you."

Then she put her hands back on her bottom; she was trying to get at something, as though she were uncomfortable. Seeing her struggling, I asked, "What happened, mom?"

"Something is poking in my bottom; I don't know what it is."

Then I walked up to her and said, "Let me help you." I stood behind her, seeing her big butt up close. The softness of the skin and the thickness, god! I just wanted to bury my face in her two cheeks.

I saw the tag, which was still attached to the bottoms, and said, "It's the tag; that was what poked you."

"Oh, then remove it."

I tried to pluck it out, but it was tightly attached. I moved my face down on her ass, telling her that I would pluck it out with my mouth.

Her soft ass buns pressed against my cheeks. I wanted to bite it and lick it until I was satisfied, but I couldn't--not yet.

I knew for a fact that mom was aware of me oogling at her. She wasn't saying anything. There was this tension between us, and I made sure I met my goal by the end of this trip.

While we were finishing up with the clothes, clouds started forming outside. Soon, it started raining.

"What is this? It's suddenly raining," mom said.

"It rains in the afternoons in the summer sometimes. I'm sure it won't last long," I replied.

"Until then, we'll have to pass the time in here," she said as she slumped on the couch.

I ...

... noticed a massage bottle in the cupboard of the bathroom earlier. So, I went in and got it out quickly. I offered to give her a massage to pass the time, and she gladly accepted. As I started massaging her shoulders, the sound of rain hitting the windows created a soothing ambiance in the room.

"You have strong hands; I am feeling better already," she said with a contented sigh. "I can't remember the last time I had a massage like this." I continued to work on her tense muscles, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere created by the rain outside.

I worked on calves, slowly moving my way upside, all while waiting for an objection.

Getting no response from her, I continued my way to her thighs, carefully applying pressure to release any built-up tension. The rain seemed to intensify, adding to the tranquility of the moment. As I worked on her thighs, she let out a deep breath and closed her eyes, completely surrendering to the relaxation.

My heart beat so fast as I was nearing her ass, and I waited for a second to see if she had any objections. With her eyes closed, she lay motionless. I took it as a sign of her comfort and proceeded to massage her buttocks, using gentle yet firm strokes.

She moaned under breath, and her hands formed into fists under her head. She was still completely relaxed, but her body was responding to the massage. I continued to apply pressure, focusing on releasing any tension in her muscles.

Her moans were increasing as I continued to knead her ...