A Hotel Error Pt. 02

by greytonesandredlights

story tags: big_cock, mom, son, older_woman, milf, mother, big_tits,
blow_job, creampie, taboo

https://www.literotica.com/s/a-hotel-error-pt-02


https://www.literotica.com/s/a-hotel-error-pt-02

A mothers fitness and lust is her undoing.

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Disclaimer, No minors are involved in sexual activities in this story,
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CHAPTER 4 REPAYING A DEBT OWED

I owed her, or so I told myself. Truth is after getting a blowjob I
wanted more. I was caught in a "Taste but Don't Swallow'' situation.
Throughout the night every time I woke from a dream I could feel her
soft skin rubbing on mine, her warm lips sucking on me and how her
moans drove me on. Only to realise I was alone in my bed, with cool
sheets rubbing across my naked skin. 

By morning the alarm clock beeped between us. It must have squawked at
us for a minute before mom rolled over and hit the switch. Her hair was
scattered, her robes had pulled free, exposing a breast under the
blanket. After last night she was very casual about it. Her legs swung
over the edge putting her whole body on display. Without tying her robe
shut she stood up and patted me on my morning wood, which formed a tent
in the covers.

"I thought I took care of that last night." she croaked.

Things had changed with us, not in an uncomfortable or strange way but
somehow we had become comfortable with each other, like a friendship
had blossomed on top of being mother and son.

As we got ready we touched each other, on the arm, the small of the
back and shoulder. Nothing seductive or lustful, just two people who
were comfortable with each other in a tight area. Our core relationship
had definitely changed to include casual flirting, but not in a horny
weird way.

Which was all fine until we stepped out of the room for the first time.
Early in the morning we crept in to the restaurant as if the whole
world knew our secret. But after two waitresses greeted us and took our
order we shared a glance. Our glances turned to snickers and eventually
she caressed my foot with hers under the table.

The restaurant was full of people going about their morning without a
care of what we had done the night before. We were part of the 1% and
no one knew our secret. The more people walked by without a second
glance the more relaxed mom became. She spoke louder, smiled more and
laughed out loud during our conversation.

Breakfast was relaxed and pleasant, though she was a coffee fiend who
had dark circles under her eyes. Mom nearly chugged her first cup of
coffee then savoured the second, by the time we left breakfast she had
bought a to go cup.

When it came time for her to leave, a lady met us in the lobby. She was
toned, younger than mom, maybe early thirties. Light tanned skin with
short hair. She was adorned with full makeup, a giant diamond ring and
numerous pieces of jewellery.

"Good morning Sandra, who's this handsome young man?" She said.

Mom beamed a giant smile and gestured to me, "This is Eric, my son."

She gave me a big smile and said, "Good to meet you Eric, I'm Beth."

The beauty of her face and appearance shocked me for a second and I
nodded my head to her, "Hi."

She turned to mom and said, "Ready?"

"Yes," mom said, she pulled me in for a kiss on the cheek and I patted
her on the small of her back.

"Wow, look at you two, I wish my sons would let me do that in public.
Since grade two neither of them couldn't be seen with their mom! Now
that they're teenagers its even worse" She laughed.

Mom looked at me, "Yes, we have a special one." she waved to me and
took a step towards the door smiling to herself.

As the two walked away, another man in the lobby strained to keep his
attention on his phone sitting next to his girlfriend. I did not, I
admired both their asses as they left the front. 'Condoms, I need
condoms' I thought.

Throughout the day I cleaned the room, watched a movie and ordered room
service. After lunch I snuck out and bought condoms from a store. Eight
blocks away due to the paranoia of meeting a hotel staff member, as if
they would know what I was buying them for.

Tonight was the night I would seduce my mother. I had it planned out, a
light supper, a scented candle from the spa, and a clean neat room. I
even got a reddish tablecloth to go over the table next to the window.

By 5:30 the supper was on its way for 5:45 and I was dressed to
impress. Both her and Beth showed up. They carried large piles of
papers and books. Her hair was a mess and she wore sunglasses to cover
her eyes. Both mom and Beth stood in the hallway and admired the room.

"Wow you're lucky, When I get back, I'll have to clean up after the
kids AND husband. Then I'll be in the bathroom studying these tonight.
What a son."

I raised my hand and said, "Hi."

Mom gave me a smirk, "Yeah... well that's the usual case back home, but
this trip has been different alright."

Beth held her books up and said "Okay, I better get back to my room and
start these, after I order something for them to eat and clean up a
bit." She rolled her eyes. As the door closed Beth looked at me, winked
and gave me a thumbs up. I'm pretty sure she didn't intend on it
meaning anything sexual, but due to the situation...

Mom flopped down on her bed with the books on her lap. "How was your
day?" she said.

"Good, boring though. I have supper on the way, it should be here any
minute." I said.

A tired smile spread across her face and she removed her glasses. Dark
circles lined her blood shot eyes. She got up and hugged me before she
cleared a space on the desk and looked at the table.

She turned to me with a smile and pointed to the table. "Did you set
this up?"

Before I could answer, a knock at the door interrupted me. "Supper, and
it'll finally happen before seven." I said.

I tipped the man five and brought our food into the room. "Well I
figured you'd be tired so I wanted to make you comfortable. I just
wasn't expecting the homework."

She took a seat and said, "Neither did I."

Mom admired me as I set up the plates, food and drinks. We didn't speak
much but we ate a pleasant grilled chicken, and fettuccine pasta.
Shared a few glances and her foot came to rest on top of mine. She
patted it with a slow rhythmic beat, as if she was playing a song for
herself.

After we finished she retired to her bed and opened her books. But
within the hour she passed out on her bed. Outside the sun had set and
the street lights lit the dark city. She slept through my cleaning and
even when I took her manual and papers off her chest.

The urge to fuck had passed as I watched her sleep, instead she was my
mother once more. I gathered my PJ's pants and headed for the shower.
It took some time but I relieved myself, though not as pleasant as a
blowjob or someone else's hand.

When I returned I wore only the bottom and was greeted by my groggy
mother, sitting on the side of the bed. She smiled and stood up.

"I think you better just get some sleep tonight." I said.

She yawned and nodded her head, "It's almost ten, what time did I fall
asleep?"

I helped her up off the bed, "About seven thirty maybe eight." I said.

She staggered to the bathroom with her nightie in her hand. The shower
turned on, rather than her long usual bath. She wore a black night
gown, past her knees and far less sexy than her crimson. But her perky
nipples betrayed her, she turned out the lights and crawled into her
bed.

We said good night and fell asleep. By eleven o'clock I woke with a
raging hard on, face down and a damp spot on my PJ's. At first I
thought I had cum, but it was just pre-cum. Mom shifted in her bed, her
arm shot out and flopped down on the pillow. I imagined George took a
number of those before wanting separate beds.

Her long thick leg hung out of the covers, her nightgown rode up past
her waist exposing a matching lace thong. In the faint light I watched
her chest heave. Her nipple was erect and uncovered by the blanket.

Eleven o'clock became eleven thirty, then twelve and at twelve ten as I
stared at the clock. She moaned, kicked the bed sheet from herself and
laid silent. My cock refused to soften and each time it would, I would
open my eyes to find it hard again.  

The sound of two guys thundering down the hall and laughing made me sit
up. Under the door shadows streaked by and a man's voice loudly
whispered at them, "People are trying to sleep, get inside, mom has to
wake up early!"

I thought mom would wake but she continued to lay there motionless. I
swung my feet out of bed, adjusted my cock and stood up. The view of
her exposed hips and waist was not helping the situation. I reached for
the sheets and pulled them up over her feet. Like a thump in my chest I
remembered that night, then the condoms I bought.

She said she hadn't had sex in half a year, that she felt inadequate to
arouse a man. Yet she was a beautiful woman, fine long hair, pretty
face and a busty curvy figure. It seemed idiotic that she had begun to
think that way.

The old videos and pictures of her in her ice skating outfits were
amazing. Even I would stare at them from time to time, admiring her
physique, her smile, her hair. The women in her club always had amazing
legs and asses, but unlike them, mom also had a full round set of
breasts.

My gaze traced the creases where her thigh met her hips and thong.
Suddenly the head of my cock unsheathed itself, pushing against my
PJ's. She was wrong, she was blaming herself for George's lack of
ability.

George was a nice guy, helped raise me since I was two, but I always
felt like I was just, mom's son. David and Penny were his son and
daughter. Presents were always given with more enthusiasm or homework
was encouraged more strongly. I suppose it afforded me freedom growing
up.

Mom had repaid me with a blow job, but I felt I needed to do the same
for her. At least she could get some sleep.

"The biggest cock you had felt?" I whispered. On the end table between
us was a tiny wall light that gave off just enough light to see between
the beds. I flicked the switch and admired her beautiful face in the
faint light.

She moved her feet, but nothing else. I knelt down next to her and
pulled her nightgown away from her breast. I could hear my heart
pumping in my ears, I dare not breathe as to wake her. I would get her
hot and ready like the first night, then fuck her.

On porn the men would suck and lick the nipples and the woman would go
wild. It was the best I could hope for. I lowered my lips to her chest
and slid the black fabric away, exposing an erect nipple.

The surge of panic and thrill brought on a mini panic attack. But lust
once again saved me from fainting. As my tongue touched the rough flesh
my head cleared and the base of my cock ached with pressure.

Freeing my cock from my pants I ran my tongue over her nipple. A moan
left her throat, her legs drew together then relaxed. Frozen in place
I  kept my tongue flat on her nipple, I could feel it growing against
my touch, hardening under my tongue's pressure.

Bent over with my cock sticking out the pressure inside caused a dull
pain. A simple stroke soothed it but only temporarily.

She stirred and rolled to her side so she was at a 45 degree angle away
from me. I was reminded of when George took me fly fishing in an
attempt to bond. I hated fly fishing, but I remembered something.
"Don't slap the bait, tease them, lick the top of the water four or
five times then gently land the fly on the water top".

I was so inexperienced at sex, I was taking advice from a fly
fisherman. The same fisherman who was married to the woman I was trying
to fuck.

Her breast was still exposed but I had to crawl up to her. I lowered my
tongue and flicked the erect bud with the tip of my tongue. Once more
she moaned and her top leg shot down. A second quick flick was all I
dared. Fear started to consume my lust.

But the sight of her lace thong and her bare leg was too much. I
reached down, touched her fabric and ran the tip of my finger over her
hip bone. She moaned and turned her head from me, her arm was back up
over her head. I studied her face watching for signs of her waking.

Her frantic flailing, the same ones George got pissed about for waking
him up, "were they sexual?" I thought. Growing up she used to always
have a romance novel, it was her favourite pastime. But for the past
few years she had moved onto a tablet, which sat on her end table
beside us.

"George, you're an idiot." I whispered.

My eyes turned back to Sandra's body. I told myself, 'I'm going to fuck
you, with the biggest cock you've had.'

Her skin felt so soft, smooth, and warm. Her stomach was soft but as I
travelled down lower than her belly button she grew firm to the touch.
Over her hip bone to the edge of her lace. She felt warm through the
thin material, the slit hidden below had grown moist.

Like a rush of cold water my chest forced me to inhale. My fingertips
slid down the damp material, she moaned louder than before. Her leg
rolled up and before I could withdraw crushed down on my hand. My
fingers were caught between her legs and she had rolled up to my side
of the bed.

Horrified, I stared at her face on its side expecting her eyes to open
wide and catch me touching her. Before she woke I had to free myself or
push her over the edge. Now my plan felt as if it was unravelling.
Until her hips rolled up, grinding my fingers along her slit.

A sense of confidence returned and told myself, 'I've already had my
cock in her once, and just last night she of her own free will sucked
my cock and made me cum."

My fingers slid past the thong between the damp folds of soft skin. She
was shaven clean with no stubble, soft silky skin greeted my touch. I
fumbled searching for the hole then slid my middle finger inside.

Her hips twitched, her thighs tightened and her pelvis turned up into
my hand, gliding my finger deeper inside. She let out another moan into
her pillow and her hand found mine between her legs. It was all or
nothing at this point.

Without looking at her face for approval I pulled the nightie to the
side and latched my mouth onto her exposed breast. Her hand clenched my
wrist and she let out a muffled laboured moan.

"Eric!" she huffed.

Withdrawing my hand enough I slid both my index and middle finger
inside her soaking pussy. She tried to pull away but like a clamp on
her pelvic bone, I held her in place. They went deep inside where a
small, round, soft organ greeted them. Whatever it was inside I pressed
on it which made her thrust her head back and stiffen her legs.

"It's okay, cum for me." I said. The words had helped me, I hoped they
would work the same on her.

Her hand found the back of my head and guided my tongue and mouth to
the other breast. My fingers pressed inside to my knuckle and turned
inside her. I stirred and massaged the inside of the pelvic bone.

Her back arched and she hastily pulled her nightie up to her neck
exposing her gorgeous, firm torso to me. The thin straps of her thong
were all that covered her beauty. Her silky legs rubbed together bare
to look upon.

"Amazing," I whispered.

She kicked away the last of her sheets and rubbed her calves and feet
on the mattress, grinding herself into my hand. She purred for me while
I moved from nipple to nipple, giving both equal attention. The more I
circled her insides the more she stretched her toes out, twisting about
on the mattress.

The tip of my cock thrust into the side of the bed. A shot of pain
jarred me from the base reminding me of its neglect. I pulled away and
stood, revealing a hard cock dangling before her. As I stepped out of
my underwear she slithered across the edge and took it in her mouth.

The warm embrace of her mouth and tongue made the pain go away. But
still I wanted more, I thought of the condoms hidden in my luggage, but
I didn't want to leave her for fear she would turn from the lust.

A moan left my mouth, which only turned her on more. Her legs squeezed
together and her lips clamped tight. With each moan I let out she ran
her hands over her bare skin caressing herself from her breast down her
waist and to her thigh. Condom or not I wanted inside and from what I
could tell, she wanted it too.

I pulled my hips free of her mouth and she looked up at me with lustful
eyes, about to demand a reason. With a firm hand I tried to pull her to
me by the knee, but she stopped me.

"No, just this." She said, She made room for me and led me close beside
her.

But she didn't just mean for me to get a blowjob. Her mouth engulfed my
cock and she guided my shoulders and head down between her waiting
knees. As I drew lower she helped my one leg over her head and spread
her legs for me.

My cock was willing to fuck anything at this point. While it was not
the hole I wanted, I moaned and was betrayed by my body. She lifted her
head sliding it deeper until my hips thrust forward and I lowered
myself onto her.

Our bodies pressed into each other and I got the hint. I was eager to
try it, I had seen porn with 69's and heard the talk of a woman's
sweetness. Her thighs wrapped around my head and I slid my tongue into
her slit.

Sweet but not tasty, it was like mucus on a cold day. But the moan that
vibrated around my cock as it was in her throat, made me lap faster and
harder. I pulled her thong free and she kicked it off. Lapping sounds
of spit, moans, and smacking mixed with the sound of the air
conditioner kicking in.

Outside someone passed by our door, unknown to them a mother and son
were engaging in taboo sex. What would their reaction be? would they
accept it? For sure mom's beauty would affect their decision.

Our secret hidden by a thin slab door in the middle of a hotel. Had I
passed by a door or driven by a house with only curtains to obscure
their secret?

She cupped my balls in her warm hands and I wrapped my arms around her
round ass and hips, pulling myself tight into her.

My mouth was filled with a mixture of saliva and her fluids. I couldn't
bring myself to swallow, and the longer I refused the more it filled my
mouth until it poured off my tongue and onto her gaping slit. She let
out a moan and arched her back.

My hands roamed her soft thighs and hips. The more I did the more she
slithered her body against mine. It wasn't about the pleasure of my
tongue or her mouth, it was the whole experience. Our skin to skin
across our whole body, the way we came together caressing and rubbing.
It was nothing like masturbating or even her blow job she had given me.
It was more, it was as if we melted together in a flood of mind numbing
pleasure.

I fucked her like I would have if we were in the missionary position.
She held onto my cock at the base to prevent me from going too deep,
but like an expert licked, sucked and slurped, at times she took a
break to rub it on her cheek and neck savouring its hardness.

I was horny and the thought of her swallowing my cum caused an orgasm
to build. Caught in the pleasure I pushed away from her to admire her
body. I angled my hips up and sunk my cock into her throat. She could
sense my orgasm and tilted her chin up to give me access.

But I didn't want it to end and pulled away from her open mouth. Before
I could escape, she reached up and pulled me back towards her with both
her hands on my ass. Overtaken by the urge I thrust forward, her throat
bulged as my cock slid deeper than before.

The firm walls of her throat tightened around the shaft and head. Her
hands caressed my ass and thighs, urging me on. At her guidance I
pulled back and watched her throat return to normal. She took a breath
and guided me back inside. Each time I tested it, going deeper until
the whole shaft was in her.

Pleasure took over and I became lost in watching her throat bulge. She
tapped me twice, and pulled her head to the side to take a gasp of air.
Pre-cum leaked out and mixed with spit around her mouth.

A Hotel Error Pt. 02

by greytonesandredlights (UID 5057232)

https://www.literotica.com/s/a-hotel-error-pt-02

A mothers fitness and lust is her undoing.

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She looked around the side of my testicles and admired my hard body
planked over her. With a quick eye to eye glance she took my shaft in
her mouth again and swirled the head of my cock inside. I was so close
I thought I would cum over her face, and was willing for such an end.

Before I could she pulled me free, gasped and took several breaths.
"Oh, fuck its big."

My balls tighten, and I grit my teeth fighting off the orgasm that
burned inside. It was so close any touch would set it off. I was wrong
about cumming anywhere. I wanted to cum in her, to feel the pleasure.
Her hand guided me back in, as her tongue glided over the topside of my
cock I felt myself go.

"Oh my god I'm close," I moaned.

Instead of pushing me away she grabbed my ass with both hands and
pulled me in tighter. Her throat gurgled as I slid back inside. The
whole shaft entered her throat and caused her to bulge. Above her my
whole body tensed up as I looked down between us. My muscles burned but
I wanted to see it.

The warm sensation of my orgasm flowed through the underside of my cock
and my testicles tightened. I moaned as I injected a shot of cum down
her throat and into her stomach. My arms and legs spasmed as another
surge sent more cum down into her. She reached around and massaged my
tight testicles with the palm of her warm hand. A low long moan left my
lips and my body quivered from the physical strain.

She tapped my ass and pushed on my hips to roll to the side. Fearing I
had angered her I rolled to the side. My cock slid out with a gurgle
and her back arched as she expelled me.

Afraid she was pissed I and looked down at her face. She continued to
grip my cock but looked away and took a giant breath of air. With a
slender finger she brushed back sticky, wet hair and opened her mouth.

With cum still oozing out, she guided my cock back down her throat. The
orgasm had weakened but the sensation of her throat muscles made my
testicles tighten one last time. With her warm soft hand on my balls, I
felt it spasm, my hips buck forward, forcing the tip down her throat.

I squeezed her breasts and arms, gritting my teeth and as my body
tightened she sensed the last of my orgasm.

She tilted her chin up and I felt myself slid deeper down her throat.
With the lust gone I was afraid I would choke her and tried to pull up.
She wouldn't allow it, instead she held me down by the ass until I
pumped the last of my sperm into her. Her throat tightened and relaxed
as she swallowed. When I was done she tapped my ass and pushed up.

Cum and spit soaked the sides of her face and hair. With one finger she
cleaned her lower lips of the sticky mixture. "I haven't done that for
a while." she laughed.

"Did you get yours? Because I have condoms." I said.

"Small ones, but no sex, just oral. I think I'll be okay." She pulled
her hair up to the side and pulled her soiled nightie over her head. "I
Finally got to have a real sixty nine, George hated giving oral but
loved having it." she chuckled.

My competitive side turned on, while I had mine I wanted to prove
myself. In a fluid motion I pressed her knee to the side, lowered my
face between her legs and slid my tongue inside of her pussy. The
muscles strained to push out as hard as I could, with my nose and lips
mashed against her.

She lifted her chin, gripped my hair and spread her legs further apart.
Her sweet slick fluid covered my tongue. Its tip flicked up out of the
hole and over a small bud. Her back arched, thrusting her belly up and
her hand clenched my hair. The muscles in her thighs hardened and she
kicked her heels into the mattress.

The hairs on my head stung as she squeezed, then she let out a moan and
gasped, "Fuck!". Her body quivered and shook from the sudden assault
then subsided. When the wave passed her, she fought to catch her
breath.

I lost track of time as I lapped, fingered and sucked on her. I gave
her everything I could think of and when my tongue grew too stiff and
tired I used my fingers. One at first, then a second. A third was too
tight and she pulled my hand away.

"I'm close... faster... faster!" she called out.

She squeezed her breasts with one hand and rubbed the front of her slit
hard and fast with the other. Doing as she commanded I slid two fingers
in and out of her as fast as my hand could. Then like she had been
struck by lightning, she jerked back, raised her knees, squeezed her
legs together and rolled to her side.

With my hand trapped inside all I could do was swirl my fingers in a
circle. We looked one another in the eyes and I watched my mother have
an orgasm. Her mouth opened, soundless at first while she clenched my
forearm for support.

As if released from invisible restraints, she gasped and heaved to
catch her breath. She gave me a smile, relaxed and threw her forearm
over her forehead. As she regained her strength, I licked and sucked on
her nipples. Like a queen being attended to, she laid on her back and
stroked the back of my head with her finger tips. Coming down from
bliss she purred to herself.

"Thank you," she whispered.

After a long while we got up and showered separately, I had hoped for
more, but by the time I finished my shower she had fallen asleep in her
bed. I crawled beside her still naked and she snuggled up to me with a
smile.

The following morning we behaved as if nothing happened even though we
both woke naked in each other's arms. Our core relationship had turned
sexual, but it was true we were still mother and son, but the
uneasiness that once was between us had vanished, replaced with a sense
of intimate love.

In the lobby we ran into Beth who waved to us. She stood with three
men, who I presumed to be her husband and two sons. They were taller
than me and skinny. They looked like they were in their senior years,
roughly the same age as Penny.

"Hey, John, Reg, Lou, this is Sandra and Eric. These are my boys." She
exclaimed.

Both mom and I smiled and said hello. Beth wore thin black leggings
which showed a thong line going around her waist. For sure these two
guys were sneaking into her dresser I thought. A host on scenarios ran
through my mind as I nodded my head with mom's words.

"Yeah, that's okay, right Eric?" Mom said.

My mind snapped back and I searched the five sets of eyes on me, had
they noticed my day dream, what I was staring at or even thinking of?

Beth laughed, "Can I get a ride young man?"

"Yes! Yes of course, sorry I was just trying to remember names." I
said.

Her husband John shrugged his shoulders and nodded his head, "Okay
we'll maybe on second thought I'll take the boys out to the amusement
park today, then we'll all go next Saturday again."

Beth's smile faded and she nodded her head, "Okay, have fun guys."

John leaned in and gave her a quick peck on her cheek. "Okay see you
tonight."

"Bye mom," Her two boys said simultaneously.

After they vanished around the corner outside, I smiled at Beth and
ushered her to the front door.

Beth rummaged around in her bag and pulled out a small folded booklet.
"Oh Sandra, here before I forget, the catalogue we spoke about."

Mom blushed and smiled at me. She took the booklet from Beth and
slipped it into her bag of books.

Beth sat in front with me, mom gave me a wink as she insisted Beth take
the passenger seat.

She sighed as she spotted her family. "I don't know why he won't wait,
its not like he enjoys going on rides with the boys. Now they're going
to see everything and I'll probably end up on the roller coaster
alone."

"Huh, Eric and I have been looking for one last place to visit before
heading home. He loves roller coasters. Maybe we should go there this
weekend, say..."

I looked back at mom in the rear view mirror and she wrinkled her nose
at me with a wink.

"Say, ten o'clock Saturday morning?" Beth said with a smile.

"Yes, I think that's about the time we had planned on getting out and
touring the city," Mom said.

The light turned red and I stopped the vehicle. I looked at the two
women's faces next to me and shook my head with a grin on my face.
"Okay, ten works."

Beth and mom laughed together and discussed their planned surprise
encounter on Saturday.

I dropped the two women off at the campus and said goodbye, admiring
them as they walked away for a second longer than I should have. Beth
glanced back and caught me lingering. I turned away and acted as if I
was checking the mirrors.

Back in the room a note was sitting on my pillow. The single page of
paper was folded into three with my name written on it.

"Eric, our first night freaked me out and I searched online for help. I
found some and I'm sorry I didn't share it sooner. But a woman named
Sally reached out, she told me it would be alright and that she and her
son have a similar relationship.

She compared it to a game. When we play a game we take it out of the
box, set it up and play, after the winner and loser cleans it up and
puts the game away. Life goes on if all the players act maturely and
understand it's a game.

She told me about the "Core Relationship", in the end, we're still
mother and son. Not husband and wife or lovers or coworkers. You're my
son and I love you, but we need to be safe.

She said her and her son both know it's not to start a family or end in
marriage. It's for pleasure and when it's done we return back to mother
and son.

I like our game, but we have to be careful.

Love mom.

PS maybe call me Sandra when we play the game, mom still kinda creeps
me out :)"

I opened my phone and texted her, knowing she would be sitting next to
Beth. "I can have a board game setup for tonight if you want to play?"

Seconds passed and already the display showed her typing a reply.

"I'd love to, but clean up the room first. Would you like me to invite
Beth?" mom said.

I stared at the screen un-moving, was it a test, what the fuck was that
question?

"JK, next time you stare, don't make it obvious. Oh if we're going to
do this more often, don't hesitate to reach out to Sally" mom said.

I rolled my eyes and went to set my phone down, before I could turn
away it buzzed and displayed, "'MOM, shared a contact, SALLY"

CHAPTER 5, TASTE BUT DON'T SWALLOW.

The roughest roads can be worn smooth if you travel it enough. After a
week it had become natural, simple and enjoyable. But I saw a side to
mom I didn't think existed. Over the week she only "Played the Game"
twice. But throughout the evening when we were alone, she wore only
lingerie.

Beth, her new sexy friend, also became a frequent visitor. Joining us
on suppers and study dates. Of course mom wore her clothes then, but it
didn't help the sexual frustration that was building inside of me.

Another thing mom liked to do was open the blinds, all the time, even
when we played "the game." She also enjoyed being a cock tease,
flirting, wearing only lingerie then shutting me down with a smile.
Uncle Fred once told me she had all the guys chasing her back in their
days, before she came back pregnant with me and settled with George.

Our last weekend was spent with Beth and as predicted by her, her
family was afraid of the roller coasters. A light rain soaked the seats
and all of the park's visitors. But the lines were short and the only
ones bothered by the rain was Reg, John and Lou. Except when both mom
and Beth were soaked to the bone. Then her sons perked up and took
notice in a number of ways.

I had become the substitute adventurous son, but mom wasn't one to be
left out. Whenever there were 3 or more seats we all went on a ride
together. It was like being on a date with two mature models, at times
I nearly forgot my mom was my mother.

Once mom jumped out of line and sent me and Beth alone together on a
scenic thrill ride called the tower drop. Beth covered her face in
embarrassment when we saw her two sons ogling mom from behind as she
looked up at us. When the seats fell she let out a scream and grabbed a
hold of my pant leg.

All in all, that day was a blast and mom and Beth parted ways like they
were old friends. Beth and I met once more that night, by coincidence
picking up takeout. We chatted while we waited. Before she left she
slipped me a quick kiss on the cheek and whispered thank you.

If we had more time, mom might have been right about me fucking her. My
last night was filled with lusty dreams, dreams mom promptly dealt
with, several times.

On our last day mom pulled the curtains back to reveal a dull overcast
morning. She held the phone to her ear, wearing nothing but a red thong
and bra and stood in front of the large window looking up at the sky.

"George it'll be okay, it's just rain... Has it been raining for four
days? Eric and I have been having fun, I guess I lost track of time."
She stuck her tongue out and discreetly picked a hair from her mouth,
discarding it on the floor.

Mom gave me a wink as I pulled my underwear up.

"Yes, we'll be home tonight, we'll drive safe, okay love you too." she
flipped her hair to the side and disconnected her phone.

"Come on, I took care of you already, but we have to check out. I guess
some houses and roads are flooded back home. Might be a long drive."
mom said.

"Are you sure you're okay?" I said.

Mom smiled at me and picked her jeans up off the bed. "Yes, I'm okay, I
just wanted to take care of you one last time before we leave." She
bent down and slid her leg into her pants.  

"I'm just saying, it wouldn't be our first time, if you need relief
too." I said.

Her jeans slid up over her round lush ass, cupping her glutes. She
beamed a smile towards me and sighed, "It is tempting, but no this was
fun, I enjoyed our time together, but we're going home. We better get
our heads back in order, okay?" She held me by the shoulders and looked
me in the face.

It was difficult not to look down at her ample sized breasts concealed
in a flimsy red bra, with two semi hard nipples jutting out... I may
not have avoid staring as much as I thought I did. "Yes, I understand."

Mom pulled a shirt over her head giving me the final glimpse of her
bare waist and stomach. "You know Beth kept inquiring about you, I
think she has a bit of a crush on you." she laughed.

"Mom, she's married." I said.

"Hmmm, so, to some that's okay. It sounded like her husband goes on
frequent business trips..."

Reluctantly I pulled my pants up and buttoned it. It felt like the end
of an open story, nearly there but no closure.

"So what would you think of her visiting our town?" Mom slung her day
bag over her shoulder and tossed back her hair.

"I don't know, I guess if you want to compare notes with her on your
businesses." I pulled on my shirt and picked up two suitcases.

"Hmm I thought you'd like that, I mean every morning you came down we
could see you watching us as we left. And yesterday well it was like we
were giving you boys a wet t-shirt contest" Mom gave me a little wink
and wrinkled her nose.

The skin on my cheeks burned as I stared into her eyes.

"Don't worry, I don't think she minded." mom said and elbowed me in the
ribs. "We're going to be late saying goodbye, they're down there right
now."

We hauled our luggage through the elevator and in the lobby where Beth
with her family waited. She gave us a big smile and waved us over. Her
and mom hugged, I nodded to the guys behind her. Yesterday in the rain
the two boys couldn't keep their eyes off mom. So that was fine. I
couldn't keep mine off theirs.

"I'm sorry about yesterday, I didn't think it would be raining all
day." Beth said.

"Again, it's okay, we had a blast. It was wet and cold, but fun. We
were even talking about it this morning," mom said and wrapped her arm
in mine.

Beth looked back at her family and smiled, "So did we,"

We both checked out and said one last goodbye. When Beth bent over to
grab a bag, the oldest boy, Reg, watched her ass, longer than a glance.
I smiled to myself, I felt for him.

"Reg, you said you play a lot of COD, would you mind sending me your
profile name so I could send you a friend's invite maybe we could hook
up one day?"

Reg gave me a big smile, "Yeah that'd be cool, here I'll text it to
you." He swiped his phone and sent me his contact info."

I looked at the screen and said, "Got it," Little did he know it wasn't
just for a few rounds of COD but an anonymous link to a blog I thought
he might find interesting.

"You have finals to focus on, so no long nights." Beth smiled. She
waved to us and followed her family out of the hotel and into the rain.
Beth let out a little yelp and laugh as the cold rain splattered across
her shoulders.

Mom and I smiled at one another and took a deep breath. Together we
grabbed our bags and trotted through the parking lot straight to our
SUV.

CHAPTER 6, IT MUST BE FATE.

Mom was right about Sally, I had reached out to her through her blog.
She had a way of making it seem alright, that it was normal. She texted
me something that stuck in my head. Reading a second time I looked away
from the rain and windshield wipers.

"By the sounds of it you and your mother are going to be okay. But
remember, don't rely on your hair or muscles, don't swagger around like
a peacock. Just smile and talk with her, be her son, listen to her when
she needs it. If the two of you need more, be open about it with each
other and be clear of why. You have my blog link if you need help
focusing, I'm also sending your mother two copies of the book I
mentioned"

Ahead of us blue lights sparkled in the dusk rain. A man wearing a
yellow reflective rain coat and sheriffs hat approached the drivers
side door. My stomach turned with worry as I imagined him picking us up
for the things we had done to each other back in the city.

Mom rolled the window down and the officer leaned in shielding his face
from the rain.

"Evening ma'am, where are you headed?" the officer said.

"Hello officer, we're going home, Crystal Hills." Mom said.

Rain splattered on the open window. The droplets built up on the arm
rest with a number of them soaking her shirt or landing on her bare
arm.

The officer looked towards the road ahead of us, then back to mom. His
eyes dipped down for a quick instinctive check of her cleavage. In an
attempt to avert his stare he looked me in my eyes and gave a thin
smile. He was young but older than myself, maybe late 20's early 30's.
He leaned back and used his flashlight to look at the luggage piled up
in the back.

Looking back at my mother he said, "They closed the bridge ahead, a
mudslide washed trees up into the bridge almost two hours ago and the
water is washing out the edges, I cant let anyone through. If you came
from the city you might have to wait it out behind us in one of the
towns, I can't say how long this will be."

Mom bit her lip and squeezed the steering wheel. We were at the halfway
point, at an obscure little bridge on the highway.

"Is there anyway around? Another road with a bridge still open?" mom
said.

"The bridge south of here was washed out before the slide. The only
other one close by is an hour and half north on 87. It's a small town
that has a bridge and it's up above the slide. Bright Valley I can show
you on your GPS if you like." He said.

Mom nodded her head and opened her phone to her map app.

"There, 20 minutes back, an hour and a half north and you'll see the
signs, once there follow the secondary west to the main highway again."
He said.

Mom gave him a giant smile and said, "Thank you."

He stepped away from the door and waved, "No problem ma'am, drive safe,
we've had our share of ditched vehicles due to visibility."

Mom checked her mirrors and pulled the SUV around. Using her hands free
she called George with her cell phone.

"Hello, where are you guys?" George said.

"We're at the bridge about eight hours in, it's washed out, we're on
our way to a detour. Where's Penny and David?" Mom said.

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"Watching a movie downstairs, want me to get them?" He said.

"No that's okay, I'm just touching base with your guys that were going
to be a bit later than I thought." Mom said.

"See I told you, you should have just flown, you'd be home by now even
with the 30 minute drive." George said.

"I hate flying, I'd prefer to drive you know that, plus it was a chance
to hang out with Eric after his year in college." Mom smiled and
checked her rear view mirror.

"Well technically it wasn't a full year, he was going to flunk anyways.
I'm just hoping he learns something from blowing our twenty thousand
because he was chasing a girl." George said.

Mom's smile faded and she took her eyes off the road to look at me. I
cleared my throat and said, "Hi, George."

My voice caused a long pause in the conversation before he said
anything. "You have me on speaker?" he said.

"Well I'm driving George and I didn't think we'd get into that
conversation again." Mom said.

"Since it's out, I'm just going to say it. Eric I think it's time you
pay rent or find a place, if you don't think you'll need your college
funds we can move it into Penny and Davids." George said.

Impotent prick, limp dick, broken dick, were a few names that stopped
on the tip of tongue. I just managed to hold them in, more from shock
and anger than etiquette.

"George, we didn't discuss that in full and this isn't the time for it.
Eric we're not taking your college away, I didn't agree to that in any
way, but maybe rent will teach some responsibility. And! I can use
another person at the studio so getting a temporary job would be easy."
Mom said.

"I'm just saying it should be out there and why waste the money, it's
just logical is all." George said.

The leather on the steering wheel creaked from mom's grip.

The look on mom's face was enough to set me off and my anger took over,
"Yeah, that makes sense. Um I always kind of knew, I was just the kid
that came along with the pretty girl." I said.

"Eric." mom said in a meek voice.

I had hoped for silence, but mom had broken that, so fuck it. "Since
we're on truths... I can pay rent, it's best if I stay there. If I
moved out, breakfasts, lunches, school and suppers for Penny and David
would all fall on to mom's shoulder. Since you leave at 8:00 and hang
around later than your shift requires for Jerry's Pharmacy."

"Eric." Mom interrupted.

"You know what, it's been seventeen years and you're still just, 'Oh
your Sandra's husband' so I guess in a way we can relate with one
another." I said.

"Eric, stop! George when we get home... George... That fucking prick
hung up!" Mom squeezed the steering wheel hard. "You didn't need to
escalate that!"

"Yup I know, rule number nine, don't escalate, we'll fuck that, I  was
about to add, don't worry I could probably start doing porn to earn
cash, I've been told I have a giant HARD cock." I said.

Mom took a deep breath in and shook her head, "Oh lord."

"I'd tell you who told me, but I promised her we'd keep it a secret." I
said.

She held a finger up to me and shook her head, "Don't, don't, that's
behind us, that stays in the city."

Water crawled across the side of the window like a meandering river.
"So in the future if there's another course in the city do you want me
to come along?"

Mom glanced over to me and sucked her lower lip between her teeth in
thought. "Maybe... no, no we're not discussing this, maybe lets just
turn on some music and cool down."

The officer had told us two hours, but between the rain and side roads
we arrived in the little town of Bright Valley after four hours of
driving. Mom and George had a conversion, one which I wasn't part of
and resulted in mom getting soaked outside. I wasn't complaining, the
woman could win wet t-shirt contests if she joined any.

The town was small, for what we could see of it. Ahead of us, across
the river lights lit up the other side of the bridge. Amber road blocks
blinked in front of the bridge.

The office was an older man, heavy set and down right miserable.

He stood back from the side of the SUV and shook his head, "That was
hours ago, things have changed, the old bridge lost its support, it's
just hang'n there. You'll have to return to the edge of town, there's a
motel there, Charlie and Grace can put you up for the night." He said.

Above us the roar of water poured down in a torrent. Its heavy outburst
pounded the vehicle and flattened the officer's hat down around his
head. He muttered under his breath and jogged back to his car.

Mom closed the window and looked behind us. Her hair and clothes were
soaked, hair dangled down her face. Driving at 20, the wipers could
hardly keep up, both of us strained through the windshield to see the
lines on the road. Through the down pour a reddish neon sign guided us
off the road. A big 'Vacancy' sign lit the parking lot entrance.

Only up close to the office could we see the old motel, a time capsule
to the 70's. Brown wood siding, faded red signage and orange doors. We
pulled in close to the office and ran inside.

Inside it continued to show its age with the original decor, yet
lovingly kept. Green carpet, a dark wood desk and yellow stain glass
lamps decorated the front desk. An older woman in her 60's greeted us
followed by her husband.

The old lady clapped her hands together "Wow what an entrance, you two
are soaked! Come on, we'll get you a towel" she said. "Charlie, get
them some towels."

Mom pulled her shirt away from her chest and wiped the water from her
eyes. "Yes, it just hit as we pulled up to the bridge, I hope you have
a dry room to go with the towels, the bridge is out." she said.

"Oh I know, been all over the radio. Fortunately for you, due to the
weather we have a few vacancies, up until last week we were all booked
for the bird watching meet." She chuckled.

Her husband smiled and handed us a pair of white clean towels. The lady
flipped open a big ledger and handed mom a pen. "I'm Grace by the way,
this is my husband Charlie."

"I'm Sandra, this is my son Eric. Bird watching? You get much of that?"
Mom said with a smile.

"Yes, twice a year, spring and fall. This year we were a bit late but
oh well, it's always fun. Oh, would you like two rooms?" The lady said.

"No, my son and I are good with one, do you have any with double beds?"
mom said.

Charlie reached for the keys hanging on the wall behind him. "Here,
room fifteen it's our closest available room. You can just stay parked
there until morning, it's not hurting anything."

Mom took the keys and smiled "Thank you."

"Our rooms are ninety dollars for a night, free cable TV and we do
offer free breakfasts made by the deli across... ah maybe we won't have
that, but we'll see what we can do for you." Grace beamed a smile to
mom.

"That's okay I'm sure there's something to find on this side of town.
Oh what's the WiFi password?" Mom said.

The older couple looked at one another. "I'm sorry dear, we don't have
WiFi in the rooms, but we do have internet here in the office if you
need it."

"Ah, no that's okay, thank you. Can my son start unloading our stuff in
the room?" Mom said.

"Yes, Charlie, can you help him? I'll finish here with...." The lady
squinted to read the credit card mom handed her, "Mrs Davis." she
smiled.

Mom held her hand out to stop Charlie and said, "Oh no, Eric and I can
do that, we're already wet. Eric just get our big suitcase and phones
and we'll be okay."

Charlie jumped up, grabbed a yellow raincoat from under the counter and
smiled at me, "No worries, come on this way young man, it's just right
down here."

"How old is your boy?" Grace asked with a big smile on her face.

"Oh, he's 19, my oldest." she said.

"He's a handsome one," Grace said as she gave me a smile. 

Once long ago, it was easy to see, Grace would have been a looker.
Still for her age she looked good enough to fuck. Shocked by the
thoughts in my head, I shook them off and opened the door.

Mom looked back out at me with a big smile on her face. She replied to
Grace but the torrent of water slammed down around me, drowning out all
other noises. Under the cover of the hatch, giant drops pounded the
tailgate as I jerked the luggage free and slammed it shut. Charlie led
me through the rain towards the room and opened it up for me.

"That's a hell of a downpour you guys arrived in. Get dried off, I'll
let your mother know where to go." He yelled.

Before he could make it to the office mom met him halfway. They smiled
at one another and she scooted past me at the door.

Inside the curtains were thick yellow drapes, with reddish brown
carpeting. It had a stale smoky scent, panel boards and yellowish
ceilings.

"Oh my god, it's like a nineteen seventies movie set.'' Mom giggled.
"Wow, I forgot what stale cigarette smoke smelled like." she covered
her nostrils with her index finger.

"That's what the stink is?" I said.

She wrinkled her nose and nodded her head. Her shirt clung to her
breasts and showed her red bra underneath. Her nipples were chilled and
hard. It was difficult to not stare and she didn't stop me. Instead she
clawed at her wet shirt and peeled it off her body exposing her full
figure.

"Can you unpack some of this mess? I just hope we have something clean,
I'll go shower real quick then you."

My clothes were dripping on the carpet, I pulled my pants and shirt off
and stood over the open luggage searching for something folded and
clean.

Mom had finished in record time, and stepped out of the bathroom. She
wore a white towel with her hair tied up in a small towel.

"Did you have anything?" she said.

"Nothing yet." I said.

"Okay, I can call them and see if they can do us a favour and let me
use their washer. Go grab a shower in the meantime." she said.

I grabbed an old PJ bottoms. Mom leaned forward to look at the phone,
her bare legs tightened and the towel lifted above her stretched out
hamstrings. The crease below her ass showed and I thought of Georges
inability to service her. He might have been tough over the phone, but
reality was, he couldn't satisfy the most beautiful woman in town.
Discreetly I tossed my pj's on the bed and headed for the bathroom.

I left the door open as I peeled off my briefs and showered. I soaped
my entire body talking myself up to step out into the room naked.
George had failed her, she hadn't been laid in months and who knows
before that.

Mom had said our experience was in the past, to move on. But I had seen
Sally's name pop up twice on her phone as we drove home. I acted as
though I ignored it but I kept an eye out. The other was Beth who
periodically checked up on us. They were already dry back home eight
hours ago.

Days earlier I had offered to help her and she nearly accepted, but
after a moment of hesitation she refused. Tonight she was pissed at
George and still in good spirits, tonight would be it, I would service
her the way she deserved. From behind, fucking her as hard as I could.

My cock strained at the desire and thought of her bending over. I
slammed the water shut and as if I had hit the switch to the power I
went blind. I knew my eyes weren't closed but I almost couldn't tell if
they were open.

"Oh my god now we don't have power." mom said in the other room.

I felt around the wall and pulled back the curtains, the slight light
from the hallway gave me something to feel. "Okay Beth, I gotta help
Eric, I'll call you later." Mom turned the flashlight on and held the
phone out to me. "Do you need it?"

"Yes, just for a second." I said. In the light I grabbed a towel and
wiped my face.

My cock strained under the weight of the towel. Water dripped from my
hair and ran down my shoulders and chest. Mom had her back to me, her
phone lit the entrance to the bathroom.

The towel fell to the floor and I said, "I'm okay now, thank you."

"You're sure?" She said, Her eyes looked down as her attention was
grabbed by my naked body.

"Yes."

She pulled her phone back and walked back into the main area. On the
balls of my feet I followed her, naked, my cock pointed towards her. At
home, in school around town she was so tame. A well respected business
woman, conservative, simple, but still stylish. Then there was the
tattoo and the things she would allow me to do. She was skilled in ways
most wouldn't have imagined.

Until now I had been offering to help, perhaps it was another version
she desired. She had seventeen years of meekness after all. Bold was
the other option.

"So much for using their washing machine, I'll call them and let them
know we'll figure something out." She said,

Seeing her silhouette from behind and knowing she was naked under the
towel I wanted to fuck her. I ran the plan through my head, 'pull her
towel off and suck on her breasts, then bend her over and slam my cock
into her from behind.' At least that was the three second plan I had
just arrived at.

With a firm hand I took her waist in my arms, spun her around and
pulled her close. The knot on her towel came undone and my hands
slipped in to pull her nake body into mine.

"Eric!" she said. Her feet skittered between me and the bed. She lost
her balance and fell back on the corner of the bed.

Free of my grasp she sat on the corner, my erect cock pointing straight
at her face. Like a trained pet she cupped my cold testicles in her
warm hands and pulled my cock into her open mouth.

Within seconds my three second plan went sideways. The warmth of her
soft tongue glided under the shaft, in one gulp she inhaled my whole
length down her throat and paused.

My knees grew weak and my head fell back. I let out a deep long moan
and let my body lean forward. She gagged for a second then began
slurping and jerking my cock. Her hand clamped down on my shaft so hard
it felt like the head would pop. With the twist of her wrist she guided
me sideways and down onto the bed.

Obediently I side stepped and laid down on my back. She straddled my
legs, her breasts dangled next to my hip and her round beautiful ass
pointed up high in the air. The arch of her back swayed low and as I
admired her body as her mouth engulfed my cock once more.

She fingered herself as her head bobbed up and down on my cock.

"I can fuck you if you need it," I said.

She lifted her head and looked at me, "No sex, just this." She wiped
her lips and inspected my cock in her hand. "Hmm, I can't believe I'm
proud of your size," she giggled.

Satisfied with the view she continued. But as nice as a blow job felt I
wanted me. I flexed my body as I helped pump my cock in and out of her
mouth. Her eyes looked over my stomach and she dared to touch them. Her
fingers traced the ridges and centre line above my navel.

I shimmied closer and put my hand on her smooth calf muscle. She tensed
up and sucked harder on the head of my cock. One hand slid over her
hamstring and up close to her pussy but she pulled her hips away from
my touch. In response I shifted closer and ran my hand over the top of
her ass.

I hadn't touched her like that since the night of our 69. Her skin was
smooth and soft like warm silk over gel. Her muscles tightened and
loosened underneath the skin. Her breasts swayed and bounced with her
efforts. Lost in the sensation of her smooth skin and the feelings of
her muscles moving I felt the beginning of my orgasm.

"Please can we?" I said. With one hand I slid my hand under her breasts
and cupped it. The hard long nipple rolled around my palm.

The sudden attention caused her to moan. Her throat vibrated on my cock
and she lifted her head to catch her breath. She looked at me and bit
her lower lip. Just a little more I thought. I rolled her breast around
in my hand, moving the nipple around in a circle.

Her eyes rolled up and she spread her legs. My fingers found their way
under hers and inside her vagina. This time she didn't pull away,
Mentally I told myself, "Be assertive, fuck her hard' I thought with a
smile, 'harder than George ever did.'

Inside she felt mushy and slick, She moaned and took the head of my
cock inside her mouth. She sucked so hard it pulled at the sides, her
hand jerked my shaft frantically. I let out a moan as her other hand
left mine and cupped my testicles.

My eyes rolled back and my fingers inside her clamped down on her
pelvic bone. She moaned and pumped my cock as fast as she could.

"No, not yet, please," I pleaded. 

Wanting more I tried to pull away from her, but she pinned my hips down
and squeezed on the base of my shaft exposing the entire head to her
hot mouth. The shock of pleasure released and my mouth opened and my
legs stiffened. My body's instincts thrust my hips up into her mouth
and my whole body tightened. Cum blew into her mouth, as my testicles
tightened and relaxed on their own.

Her slender fingers pumped the base of my cock in sync with my glutes
flexing and relaxing. The pleasure of it made me moan and arch my back.

Used up I laid on my back. Mom finished me off and rolled to her side
and looked down at me. She closed her eyes and swallowed my cum and
massaged her throat and collar bones. Cum and spit ran down her chin
and dripped on her round full breasts.

Seeing each other naked had become easier, but also because of our own
confidence. She gave me a smile and admired my flat stomach caressing
my obliques with the tips of her fingers.

"I can give you pleasure too, I feel like I owe you" I said.

She smiled and shook her head, "You owe me? Oh no you just want to get
laid." She slapped me on the bare thigh and stood up from the bed.

My insides turned and I stammered for words as I admired her body in
the dim light of her phone.

"Okay you got it twice today, go to sleep we have to get back on the
road tomorrow." She said.

She went to the bathroom and brushed her teeth while I crawled under
the sheets. I had hoped for her to return and crawl into my bed but
instead she passed me and went to hers.

CHAPTER 7, PERSISTENCE HAS ITS REWARDS

The clock on my phone read 1:04 am. Outside the wind whistled by and
trees behind the motel scraped the concrete wall. The room was cool and
muggy without any circulation, but nevertheless mom was half uncovered
and sprawled across her bed.

My cock was hard with the thought of fucking her and I was certain I
had no sleep. Slow to move I slid out of my bed and into the aisle
between us. Sure I wanted to get laid, but so did she. We had done it
once before and she had given my words thought. She just needed more
encouragement.

With one hand I slid the covers off her body. Her round breasts looked
inviting on her chest. Her brown nipples were half erect from the cool
air. She stirred as the sheets slid down her body. I trembled and my
knees shook from the anticipation.

In the dim light of my cell phone I admired her naked body. My head
swirled when I lowered my lips to her nipple and latched on to it. My
hard cock swung painfully between my thighs as I knelt forward.

The small bud grew under the warm pressure of my tongue. Enjoying it
myself I ran my tongue  over her areola and up the underside of her
nipple. At the tip I gave her a flick with my tongue. Her chest pushed
out and she turned her head to the side. But this time I didn't shy
away. My tongue traced the edges of the swelled nipple, it was thick
and puffy like a cylinder. The skin of her thighs rubbed together and
she turned her head the other way.

A slight moan left her throat and she threw her hand up over her chest.
It bounced off the side of my head and I moved my attention to the
other nipple. I moved my knees up onto the bed next to hers, holding my
weight with my arms so the bed wouldn't shake too much.

Kneeling forward at her side like a T, I slid my fingers between her
legs and paused as she murmured something. Her thighs parted and I slid
lower until my fingers touched a warm wet slit. Her chest heaved from
my touch and her breathing increased.

A Hotel Error Pt. 02

by greytonesandredlights (UID 5057232)

https://www.literotica.com/s/a-hotel-error-pt-02

A mothers fitness and lust is her undoing.

Page 4 of 5 page(s) (21010 characters)

My own breathing was laboured from my efforts as well as holding my
breath. My fingers slid inside and felt around. I lowered my mouth back
to her breasts and gave them a hard suck. The nipple filled and grew to
its full length inside my mouth. Inside her vagina my fingers found a
little round globe and played with it. Flicking it side to side and
rolling it around in her slick fluids.

Her back arched and her thighs tightened together. She moaned and
twisted on the mattress. "Eric!" She panted.

I ignored her and flicked her nipple around in my mouth while I
continued to play with the fleshy globe inside her.

She squeezed the back of my head with her hand and arched her back. Her
other hand gripped the bedding's and she let out a squeal. She flopped
back and looked down at me with lusty half open eyes. It was now or
never to fuck her.

I pushed myself up from her and pulled her by the knees to her side.
She looked down at my cock and said, "You're hard again?"

I nodded my head and positioned myself over her knees. She hesitated to
part her legs but stared at my cock. I took her hand in mine and made
her touch it. A small moan left her throat as her fingers traced its
hard ridges, and finally her knees parted.

In a plank position above her my body grew hard and my stiff cock
pointed down at her spread legs. Her hand still on my cock she guided
me towards her. The tip touched the wet slit of her vagina and she
rubbed it up and down the smooth lips. She shook her head and held me
tight. But looked away from me as she paused.

Face to face I looked her in the side of her eyes. With a deep voice I
said, "Sandra, I'm going to fuck you like a bull."

She turned her head to look me in the eyes. Through her half closed
eyes lust had taken over her facial expression. Her grip on my cock
softened and the muscles in her thighs relaxed.

The tip of my cock stabbed into a solid wall of flesh, with the flick
of her wrist she angled it down. The pressure strained the shaft of my
cock and I thought it would bend in half. But as if a dam burst, she
opened up, my cock sprang forward into her warm wonderful body and she
let out a moon next to my ear. We melded together and our skin warmed
each other.

Her thick long thighs tightened around my waist in an effort to draw me
in deeper. Her insides were soaked from my fingering and half my cock
slid inside of her in a single stroke. My natural instinct to fuck set
in and I pulled back and sunk myself to the hilt, Inside I could feel
the tip touch a firm wall.

She hissed and loosened her grip on my waist. The lights came back with
a flicker and the A/C vibrated with fan blowing cool air over our damp
bodies.

She patted me on the back of the shoulders, "Fuck your deep, ohhh, just
wait," She caught her breath and held me in place.

Between us our bodies warmed each other. The soft skin of her chest,
stomach, arms and legs rubbed against me. With a coo and a murmur we
embraced one another feeling each other's bodies. The closeness and
warmth of each other was more pleasurable than the sex itself.

But as the loving closeness grew, our bodies demanded its lust be
satisfied. Her eyes were narrow and she had her lower lip between her
teeth. We looked into one another's eyes, but we didn't turn away. I
shifted my weight and her eyelids fluttered, her eyes rolled up and her
mouth opened. Her thighs squeezed me tight and her insides pulsed on my
cock.

"Slow," she whispered.

I did my best to slide in and out of her not wanting to hurt her. She
winced with each stroke and soon the winces turned to cooing and
huffing.

"Hmmm, okay fuck me with that young cock," she said and wrapped her
arms around my neck.

The urge to cum built up and I had to pull out of her. Any movement
felt as if it would push me over the edge. My cock twitched with my
heart beat, I fought back the desire to cum but a small amount slipped
out and dangled from the tip.

Denied of my hard cock moms hips thrust up into the air and she gave me
an angry glace. She let out a gasp and pulled my head down into the
side of her neck. "OH just fuck me already!" she hissed.

With the urge to cum gone I was happy to oblige. With the bit of cum
still hanging on I sat up to admire her body beneath me. Her insides
were soaking wet, tight and firm. With a hand on her knee and the other
on my cock, I guided my dripping cock back inside.

Her eyes rolled up and her mouth opened wide. The muscles in her
stomach grew taught and showed a hint of her abs. Delirious with lust,
she looked down at me and grabbed me by the elbows. "Harder!"

The harder I fucked her, the more her breasts swung in circles on her
body. Her hair broke free of the bun she had tied and her hips thrust
up to meet mine. We were skin on skin and I was fucking her with my
bare cock.

Our hips slapped together. "Harder, fuck me with that big hard cock!
Gngha I'm so full." Her hands pawed at my back, pulling me down into
her with each thrust.

She was known for her figure skating where she was graceful, elegant
and posed. But off the ice she was fierce, when she coached the up and
coming girls she was loud, fiery and spirited. As she clawed and
screamed at me I wondered why I had never heard her and George fuck
like this.

As she demanded, I slammed my cock into her. The corner of the bed
absorbed the impact and her legs bounced above my ass. Her smooth warm
hands roamed up and down my lats squeezing the long tight muscles.

Beneath us the bed creaked and groaned. The old springs compressed
under our weight as I slammed down on her. Her eyes rolled back and she
huffed with each hit. The sound of the bed and my hips slapping her
thighs made me moan out loud. Soon my face felt hot and my moans turned
to huffs of breath. My heart raced and I opened my mouth to catch my
breath. To her disappointment I took a short pause to give my ass and
back a break.

"Don't stop, I'm close!" she dug her nails into the small of my back
and I slammed myself down.

Her mouth opened, the outline of her abs tightened and she pulled her
body up into mine. With her face into the side of my neck she gasped,
"I'm cumming! I'm cum....." The muscles in her neck strained as her
head fell back into the pillow. Her ass and back tightened their hold
desperate to pull me deeper.

The weight of her body made my arms collapse and we fell into the bed.
My ass tightened and I curled up into her driving my cock as deep as it
would go. Her body quiver under me and her walls spasmed around the
shaft of my cock, pulsing with muscles being flexed and relaxed. I
moaned into her neck from the pleasure and physical break.

Mom let out a long low moan then looked me in the eyes. She tightened
her grip, gasped for air and fell limp. We laid still for a second,
then with a single deep breath she tightened again and bucked her hips
into mine.

"Don't stop, fuck me, don't stop, keep fucking me like a bull!" she
shouted. She hung onto my neck with one arm and pulled at my ass with
her other hand, urging me faster and deeper.

At a slight angle her breasts bounced up and down, her hard nipples
caressing my chest. Her thighs and ankles rubbed and spurred at me like
a horse. After cumming twice that day I felt as if I could go for
hours.

I gave her everything I could, Using my strength I picked her up and
flopped her down in the middle of the bed. She was on her side with one
leg over my shoulder. Spread open and vulnerable to my cock I guided
myself inside. Too eager to plunge in, I missed the hole and slid up
and down her unable to find the hole. With the tips of her fingers she
stopped my cock and slipped me in.

My cock plunged to a depth we hadn't felt. Both our mouths opened in
pleasure and together we let out a moan. Hers louder than mine, she
grabbed the bed sheets and twisted them in her hands. I locked her leg
against my chest, with each thrust my ass, balls and thighs rubbed over
her inner thigh pinned under me.

"Harder, come on fuck me, fuck me harder..." Her mouth opened and her
insides tightened around my shaft. She hammered my thigh with her fist
then squealed once more. As her orgasm passed she panted and huffed
pulling at my hips with her hand.

"Oh my god Sandra, you feel amazing, so smooth and warm," I whispered.
I paused for a moment to admire her face and catch my breath.

She smiled to herself and ran her hand over my hard chest muscles. She
rolled her hips around signalling me it was time to keep going.

Her ass and breasts shuttered with each thrust of my hips. We filled
the room with moans of ecstasy and the sound the old bed made I thought
we would break it. Her body stiffened and she tried to pull her legs
free. Her face became rigid and she held her breath.

In a giant gasp she fell back onto the bed. Her body was limp as I slid
in and out of her, lifeless she had no more energy. She looked up at me
and touched my thigh with her hand. 

With my own orgasm on the verge I held her down and thrust as deep as I
could into her. Her round bouncing breasts mesmerised me with their
pointed nipples erect and full. She struggled to lift her hand up to
pat me on the arm and pull her leg down.

I let her leg free and slid it down beside me. Still between her legs I
laid down over her as she welcomed me into her embrace. Our wet hot
skin touched each other. Sweat dripped over my sides and back. Her body
radiated heat and felt damp to the touch.

She smiled and whispered "Cum inside, I want it inside" Her lustful
gaze travelled down my face to my tensed up chest and shoulders. 

Fuck condoms! I imagined my cock shooting white cum deep inside of her,
mixing her with juices, covering the walls of her vagina. Exhausted I
wanted it to end and like I had imagined, the underside of my cock
pulsed and burning pleasure flowed through my cock. The strength in my
arms faded and I lowered myself head first. Our foreheads met and I let
out a moan of relief. My back bent forward like an arch and my hips
thrust forward forcing my cock deep inside.

My cock pumped and tightened deep inside of her, pouring out cum. "I'm
cumming." I said. It was short and weak but I had finally cum inside a
woman.

"I know, it feels warm." she whispered between breaths.

We rocked together, gliding our legs over each other, caressing and
milking the last of my erection. She slid herself out from under me and
struggled to stand up. After passing the bedside she fell into the
corner of the wall and clung to it with weak legs. As she slid along it
towards the bathroom she giggled to herself and looked back over her
shoulder at me. I admired her ass, the ass I had just fucked for real
this time.

She reappeared with a wet body and a wet small hand towel. Water ran
down her chest between her breasts and over her stomach. Leaving the
bathroom she flicked the light switch to the bathroom light. In the dim
light from the street outside she returned to bed. Using the towel like
a sponge she ran it over my chest and shoulders down to my abs and over
my crotch.

She hummed to herself with a smile on face as she cleaned and admired
my body. Once finished she tossed it to the floor and laid down next to
me.

"I'm tired." She said.

Her body was soft and warm. A welcome feeling in the cool air of the
air conditioner. As I thought of turning it off I found myself in a
deep sleep embracing my naked mother.

Rain pattered on the window and the wind blew trees against the wall
out back of the motel. An hour or two had passed and our exposed skin
had grown cold. Mom still laid on her side where she had fallen asleep.
Her hip raised up high and her waist dipped down. Her curves were
beautiful feminine lines. The sight made my cock grow hard and I
stroked myself with the intention of waking her with it.

Admiring her I rolled her over onto her back and gently got up above
her. With one knee I spread her legs and lowered myself between her. My
cum was still dripping from her shaven pussy.

She was such a sound sleeper I could fuck her like this. Instead I
wanted to surprise her. I held my cock at her entrance and massaged it
with the tip. After several passes between her warm fold, I bit my lip
to fight off the urge not to plunge myself inside.

She moaned and stirred and still her eyes remained shut. With one hand
I circled the head of my cock inside her entrance as she had done. Her
legs kicked out and in confusion her eyes opened to see me above her.
At that moment, I plunged myself inside her soaked sloppy hole.

My cum was still inside her and it was not like our first. Instead to
my surprise I slid all the way inside of her without resistance. She
felt loose, slick and accepted all of my cock in one go.

Her eyes opened wide in shock, then rolled upward and closed. Her head
pressed into the pillow and she let out a guttural moan. Her hands
pawed at the bed sheets that were tangled and wrapped around her hands
and legs.

With one knee on my waist I pulled her into me tight. I looked down
between us to watch our stomachs tighten, then started fucking her
faster. Her soaked pussy sloshed as my cock slid in and out of her.

"Again?" She huffed.

I shrugged my shoulders and continued to admire my cock and her body.

"Mmmm I love this young cock of mine." she whispered.

Awake now she pulled me in tighter making our hips slap together.

We bounced on the mattress thumping the wall. The old bed groaned and
creaked as I fucked her. I felt as if I could go on forever without
cumming. Her nails playfully scraped across my arms and back.

In my mind I was making up for lost years for the both of us. My upper
body ached and my legs burned from the strain. Through the pain and the
pleasure I let a moan out so deep and loud it made her squeal with me.

Her legs clamped down and held me deep inside, as if comforting me she
caressed my back, following the muscles of my spine. Sweat dripped from
my forehead and my heart felt like it would beat from my chest.

Her hair was a mess, frayed and scattered across her flush face. The
tips were damp with sweat but she gave me a smile and pulled my face to
hers and slid her tongue inside. My cock and tongue rolled inside of
her at both ends.

"From behind." she said and pushed me up.

Her body quivered as she knelt in front of me. She reached down between
her legs and pulled me forward. 

Her round firm ass poked up, and the curve of her spine glistened with
sweat lit by the street lights outside. At the same time we looked to
the open window and paused. But throwing caution to the wind she rolled
her ass around my cock and lunged back into me. I tried to fuck her
hard but slipped out several times before she looked back at me.

"Just relax." She guided me back inside. She pressed herself backwards
and gyrated her ass into my crotch once more.

Her ass and waist rotated in a circle swirling my cock around inside of
her. The hilt of my shaft stretched against her lips. If it were not
for the earlier orgasms I never would have lasted this long.

Her movements were tired and her body glistened with sweat that made
long strands of hair cling to her back and shoulders. Inside I felt her
walls tighten on my shaft, her back muscles tightened and her ass and
hips twitched. She clenched the bed sheet then relaxed.

My hands roamed over her ass, feeling her hips and her quivering
muscles. She let out a deep breath and looked back at me with a smile.
I gave her one last deep thrust and her eyes rolled up.

With a moan she rose up and lifted her arms up to allow me to explore
her body. I cupped her breasts, twisting and massaging her flesh. Her
back pressed into my chest sticking our skin to each other.

With a hand on both sides of her hips I laid backwards letting her sit
on my cock in a reverse cowgirl. Eager to ride me she ground her hips
into my cock. Her hair clung to her back as she leaned forward and
rested on my knees.

"Fuck... its deep!" she hissed, she inhaled through her teeth and
moaned. "Oh fuck me!"

I held the muscles at the side of her ass as I admired her back and
spine. Her bare skin felt warm to the touch now and her body flexed and
relaxed as she thrust herself on my cock.

But it wasn't me who was doing the fucking. Her body pumped forward,
grinding my cock deep inside of her. Her body grew rigid and stiff as
her muscles tightened for a few seconds. Exhausted, she slumped forward
and looked back at me. She panted through her mouth and her forehead
dripped with sweat.

"I can't, I can't anymore." She rolled off onto her back.

My own orgasm was close. It had taken a lot but now it emerged just as
she tired. With my cock dripping with our fluids and bouncing between
my legs I positioned myself between her.

She looked over me and stared at the cock positioned between her legs.
Her exhausted eyes rolled up admiring my glistening body until she
looked me in the eyes. Together we struggled to catch our breath. In a
drawn out tone she said "More?"

Out of breath and low on energy I didn't respond. The clock above our
heads blinked four eighteen, I didn't know if we had been at it for
hours or minutes. The wild passion we had earlier had left us, now it
was a marathon of sex to squeeze out the last hours together.

My cock slid inside her waiting hole and I laid on top of her limp
body. She clung to me with weak arms, her legs flailed at my sides and
she grunted with thrusts. My orgasm was elusive and I focused all
efforts on the feeling of my cock inside of her. Then as if comforting
me, her hand stroked my hair until the warm pleasure surged through my
cock in a weak orgasm, maybe it was difficult to tell if I actually
came or not.

Neither of us remembered falling asleep, but when we both woke the
power was off again. I fucked her a third time. But both of us were
mentally and physically exhausted. I felt her insides pulse once and
she grit her teeth. As for myself I couldn't cum anymore and only
enjoyed the closeness we shared. My cock was still hard when I slipped
from her and fell asleep.

"Come on lover boy, wake up." mom said. She laid on her side and stared
at my face. Her hand played with my semi hard cock. "Its past ten, we
better see if we stay another night or if there's another way home."

The lights had returned and the faint sound of a hum or buzz sounded in
the background.

Large dark circles underlined her eyes and her hair was a scattered
mess. She used the washroom and before turning the shower on opened the
door. With a twisted stomach I snuck inside and joined her in the
shower.

She said nothing just moved aside to make room as she soaped her body.
The sight of her wet body streaming with beads of water and soap made
my cock harden. Without pause she took it, lifted her leg up and pulled
me closer.

As willing as our minds were, our bodies couldn't respond. Joined as
lovers we leaned on each other letting the water pour down on top of
us. She nodded her head and wiped the water from her face.

"It's okay, we made the most of our time." She laughed and wiped her
face again.

If it were tears I couldn't tell, her face and her voice cracked as if
it was. She stepped out from the shower leaving me alone with my semi
hard erection. The cold porcelain wall chilled my back but my body
couldn't move. Not that it hurt, I just happened to be numb, mentally
and physically.

By the time I left the shower mom had the small coffee maker on the go,
which both of us powered through. It seemed that no matter what we did
we couldn't recover our energy. But we were light hearted and flirty
with one another. We had fun packing, cleaning and the curtains were
open to reveal a light drizzle.

We wore our previous days clothes, dried over the air conditioner fan.
In a way they did get washed by our day at the amusement park.

"Shit I forgot my charger somewhere, I'm going to check the SUV and see
if there's a restaurant somewhere on this side of town." mom said.

A Hotel Error Pt. 02

by greytonesandredlights (UID 5057232)

https://www.literotica.com/s/a-hotel-error-pt-02

A mothers fitness and lust is her undoing.

Page 5 of 5 page(s) (5231 characters)

"I'll join you, I think we need more coffee." I rustled the empty
coffee wrappers and headed for the door.

She grabbed the keys and threw on a pair of sunglasses. "Do you hear
that? Or is it just me?"

I listened to the quietness of the room as both of us stood still.
"Yeah a humming sound, no there's a tune to it." I said.

Mom looked around the room with her hand on the door knob and rolled
her eyes, "Oh my god, I think that's the bonanza theme song, your
grandma and grandpa always watched it, they used to think I would enjoy
it. Must be one of the bird watchers."

"Ha, if that's the case they got more of a show than birds last night,"
I said.

"Yeah and that's your fault, I was content with sleeping... both
times." she said.

Mom brushed back her hair and proudly exited the room, flying high on
last night's pleasure. I put my hand on the small of her back and
guided her out the door. Outside the parking lot was empty except for
our white SUV and a reddish brown sedan from the 80's parked on the
corner of the office.

"I guess they're all early risers?" I said.

"Just like your grandfather." Mom said.

Casually I glanced up at the number 16 on the door as we passed, the
sound where the TV was left on. The next door was the office where we
were greeted by Grace, whose name mom found out was Mrs Miller, Grace
and Charlie Miller. Their names were posted on the local town
newspapers hung on the walls. Frequent bird watchers and even their
local officer was part of the club by the looks of it.

Mrs Miller gave us a smile that faded. "Have you come to check out?"
she said.

Mom gave me a sideways glance, then turned her attention back to Mrs
Miller. "Ah no, we'll unless the bridge is open?"

Mrs Miller pulled her necklace out from her blouse and knitted sweater,
a small silver cross, she leaned back and called out to her husband,
through an open door at the side. "Charlie, what did sheriff Chris say
about the bridge this morning?"

My face flushed and my stomach turned upside down staring at the door
in the side of the office. The TV could be heard, turned down low, the
sound of horses and cattle running across the ground played in the
background.

Charlie emerged with a remote in his hand, "Oh he said no way, it'll be
days..." Charlie looked both me and my mother in the face and cleared
his throat. "Yeah, a couple days for an engineer to come up." Charlie
nodded his head and returned to his TV program in the next room.

"Um... yes we'll be checking out, is there anything we need to sign?"
mom said.

"No, just drop the keys in the box out front." Mrs Miller took a deep
breath, "There's a late check out fee and a cleaning charge."

"Ah, we didn't make a mess of..." mom looked into Mrs Miller's glare
and nodded her head. "Okay, will cash be good? I have two hundred on
me," Without waiting for a response mom left the money on the desk.

Mom turned on her heels and ushered me outside. She covered her face as
she passed the window of room 16. The sound of the TV could be heard
through the thin window.

"We're the only ones who's fucking here." Mom's hand quivered as she
dug into her pocket, "Get the car, I'll grab our bags."

My heart pounded, a part of me expected the police to be rolling in
with Sheriff Chris in the lead. The sound of the SUV starting made me
wince and slowly I pulled away, like I was sneaking out of sight. Mrs
Miller looked up at me, her mouth moved but I couldn't understand what
she said.

The last I saw of her was her shoulders and back shivering as she
walked into the room next to ours. Mom didn't bother to zip up the
luggage. Instead, she hastily flopped it down on the seat in the back
and jumped in the passenger seat.

She buried her face in her hands and moaned, "Oh my god, we're the only
ones here. Just go, go out the way we came in."

Broken twigs and leaves covered the roads, nothing major but enough the
street had green leaves and broken branches scattered about. Mom stared
out the side window and giggled to herself. She reached into her pocket
and threw the motel key on the dash. "I stole their key. Ugh I don't
want to go back. Maybe I can mail it to them, remind her about the
mother and son couple that stayed there once."

"That's not funny." I said. I checked the rear view mirror in case a
cop car pulled in behind us.

She smiled at me, "Hey, relax, if someone asks, you were watching porn
in the bathroom while I was fast asleep."

I rolled my eyes at her and shook my head.

Mom flopped back in her seat and searched the console for her cell.

"So where am I supposed to go? Back to the city?" I said.

She bit her lip and looked out the window. She gave me a devious smile
and squeezed my arm, "We are on a road trip... lets go, north."

Eric and Sandra will continue... but with a new adventure.

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