A Small Caravan - Sex Stories

A Small Caravan

... know which swimming costume to get!" Without thinking I replied "Take pics in the mirror, I'll help pick." I panicked when I realised I had sent it. Worried I had freaked her out, my panic soon faded when I recieved a photo of my mother, holding her phone up to the full length mirror in the changing cubicle. My mother was wearing a dark purple tankini, her full breasts swelling beneath the tight material and the thick thighs bare. My heart just about burst. I had always had a thing for swimsuits, they are just as, if not more sexy than lingerie. Barely managing to keep my trembling fingers still enough to type, I replied "Very nice! Maybe you want to wear something a bit more revealing, though, turn some heads ;)". I was certain I had overstepped the boundary here, but I couldn't help myself. Trying to control my rapid breathing, an eternity later, I got another picture. "You mean like this? ;)" she had written, with a picture of her in a tiny yellow bikini, obviously too small for her. She was a size 22 in UK sizing, and she was clearly wearing a 16 or an 18. Her large breasts were spilling out, and the bottoms were tiny, like porn stars wear, with a tiny triangle covering her pubic hair. "That was a joke by the way :p" she added beneath the picture. I quickly replied back "Much better! Get that one! I'd definitely want to shag you if I saw you in that by the pool ;)" I was certain I had gone too far, but that I could just add "If I was some random guy" if she got weirded ...

... out. She replied back "Would you now? You're making your mother blush young man! I'd better go easy on the wine while we're there then, I'm an easy d***k ;)" Wow. That was too much for me. I collected my books, went straight back to my room and masturbated furiously while looking at the pictures my mother had sent me. "What am I doing masturbating over my mother?" I asked myself. Was she reciprocating? Was she flirting back? We had always been very intimate, affectionate and close, I couldn't tell if she was just being my mother. Later, I got a text. "Thank for helping me choose, I got the purple tankini and the yellow bikini, as per your suggestion :p" "Any time! Pity I already have some swimshorts. I could always send you a pic of me in some tiny speedos if you wanted ;)" I replied. "Don't tease your mother, I haven't seen a 19 year-old man half naked since before you were born!" she replied. The following week, my mother picked me up from my halls in her little hatchback and we set off on our holiday. I gave her a big cuddle and kissed her cheek as I got into the car. She was wearing a low cut strappy top and shorts, with sunglasses on as there was currently a heatwave going on. It dawned on me I would be sharing a bed with this woman for six nights, I didn't know how the hell I was going to cope. We chatted excitedly all the way, an eventually she said "I just want you to know that even though you're with me, don't let me stop you if you meet some k**s your own age. Just no ...