Holidays with Mom 2

Despite the insane craving I had for my mother the night before, after she'd mocked and peed all over my underwear and shorts until I slept relatively well.
Let's wake up my prince
My mother was beautiful. She had already gotten up early and changed, and I felt like a fool for having slept so long and missed her show by changing in front of me. In a sweet voice that penetrated my mind and excited me at first she said to me:
I think you'd better get up young man, otherwise we will miss the inn coffee.
My mother was right, it's 9:00 a.m., we have coffee and I booked the boat for 10:00.
I quickly got up and dressed. We went to the inn lounge for our coffee. Sitting at table, I could notice my mother and realize how beautiful she was early on. Her voluminous hair had been pulled back with a few strands falling across her face and I thought it charming. She took a cup of coffee, looked at me and said:
What's the matter Peter, are you looking at me like that again?
What way, mother?
You've been looking at me like that since yesterday.
My mother's beauty intimidated me, but I decided to put that bullying aside and be bolder:
"Forgive me, mother if I have embarrassed you but it's just that she is so charming and I think I am a little enchanted by her beauty"
My mother gave a good laugh and wiped off the drop of coffee that ran down her lips as she laughed.
I'm not believing you son. You took vacation to flatter me is it? Why are you filling my ball so much like this?
Because it's true. I think you are beautiful today for example your hair is very sexy
Yesterday it was my ass, my breasts and my mouth. Today it's my hair. So I won't stand for persuasion <unk>
We laughed, and I nodded my head.
You're right, have I praised almost everything about you?
I don't think anything is missing, son.
In boldness I have amended:
"Well, I haven't mentioned your legs and thighs... which are also beautiful by the way"...
My mother even got a little funny, but witty as always replied:
<unk> My God, if it wasn't my son I would say that you are shaving me and a very good shave saw.
"I love you too, Mom". But what about our boat trip?
And so our day went on. We took a boat ride that led us to an isolated place with a wonderful beach, we found a quiet spot and no one nearby where my mother decided to go topless again for my despair. She was getting a beautiful color and the mark of her bikini panties were already visible. At some point she entered the sea and started bathing alone. I sat in the sand watching this woman's delight in the water. It was my mom, but I had never felt such desire for anyone. My head was spinning, I didn't want to mess up this magical walk that we were doing but also climbing over the walls of a boner for this woman. A crazy urge to open up with her and tell her how I felt, but also a fear of losing her trust. The problem is I was bursting at the seams and my dick just kept hurting so much I decided to get up and punch myself in some secluded place to relieve myself a little bit. But my mother saw me from afar and started signaling for me to go into the water to join her. Grumpy and stiff as a board, I walked slowly to the sea.
"Son, the water is delicious and warm. Come here hug me because I can't swim straight and want to go a little deeper".
Okay, that would have been an affliction for me but I obeyed. My mother with her breasts out and her nipples protruding which seemed to be looking at me she leaned on my neck wrapping her arms around me and felt her hard tits rocking my chest my body started tingling and my dick throbbing violently as she hugged me more i could feel her bouquet rubbing against my stiff cock sure she did it my penis wasn't small and looked like a rock my shorts were no match for him there was nothing wrong with feeling this volume in the middle of his legs But my mother had fun while I was getting a hard-on, and her lovely smile and wet hair and moving lips really threw me off.
Go my beautiful, take me deeper but hold on
I took her as far as I could and said:
"Mom, this is as far as I can go.
She let go of me, and she stood in front of me with her back to me admiring the sea and the sun coming down on the horizon.
Give me a hug , son .
Goddamn it, my mother wanted to drive me crazy. I looked around and there was no one there but us with the sea and sun as witnesses. I stared at her body in front of me and only thought about fucking her right then and there ran away from those thoughts and came closer. I hugged her affectionately and my dick fit into the middle of her ass, I didn't even care if she would notice or not that I had an erection. We were silent in silence, all I could hear was my heart beating on my chest. My stick throbbed against my mommy's gorgeous butt. She didn't change or bother for a moment, just let me feel that unique sensation of pleasure without embarrassing or preventing.
Is it too nice to be like this, son?
I couldn't even answer, my mother looked at me with such tenderness that I thought of kissing her on the mouth. Everything made me believe that I could kiss her and she would not stop me. But I lacked courage. And I heard her say:
It looks like it's getting a little cold Peter look at my nipples I think we can go
I looked at her nipples and they were beautiful, protruding, pointed. And with courage I said:
Oh mom, of all the compliments I've given you i forgot to include your nipples they are always lit up like this just beautiful not because it is cold no
My mother laughed and kissed my face, took me by the hand and pulled me out of the water. As I travelled in thought imagining that she might be taking me to climb on sandy beaches, she said:
Son, you are really very good at compliments. I don't know how he is without a girlfriend yet but let's go the time is changing yes my nipples do not deceive me
We went back to the inn, and while my mother was napping in bed next to me waiting for our last meal of the day. I kept thinking about myself: "I have four more days left with Mommy". And she'd already been going crazy over it. I thought I would punch her as she slept but something told me that I should wait a little bit longer. That feeling bothered me but felt good. So I relaxed and decided to wait and see what would become of me during the rest of this day. In the evening, we decided to eat a portion in a kiosk on the beach opposite the inn. The pleasant night allowed us to walk along the shore and settle down at the kiosk. My mother's beauty caught the attention of several men passing by. Her sunburned skin, her tight hair and her beautiful legs displayed charm wherever she passed. I was simply enchanted with her. We ate and drank many appetizers. We tried various beats and returned to the inn laughing vainly and talking nonsense just for fun.
Already at the inn, my mother arrived and threw herself on her stomach in bed. She raised her arms, embraced the pillow and said that she would rest a little before taking another bath to sleep. My mother who wore glued shorts stood with a splendid butt up onto the bed and made me excited. I decided this was my chance to go take a shower and relieve my tension in the toilet with a beautiful handjob. I didn't want to be suffering from night-time erection. I needed relief. I went into the bathroom and my dick looked like such a hard pear, laughing, pointing upwards, barking and hurting. I soaped him, and the mere touch of my hands was enough to shake him. I leaned against the wall and took a breath. At that moment, I heard the bathroom door open and my mother come in. The shower was protected only by a curtain, and when I hear the sound of the door, I panic and say:
<unk> Mother
My mother pulls down the curtain of the box and just puts her head inside, she says:
Hi, I've decided to come and take a bath too son so we can lie in bed together.
I didn't know if he was protecting my dick, or turning his head sideways. But I also did not want to look ridiculous around her and said in a rush:
"Mom, it's a little tight in here.
I 'm going in .
I noticed her undressing and tried to calm myself inside the booth. My mother would take a naked shower with me, which was a dream for me. Even in my heartbeat, I tried to be still, and when she came fully nude, my big heavy dick relaxed between my legs. She entered without any shame whatsoever. Beautiful and sexy as hell, her full and heavy breasts were pointing at her protruding nipples towards me. Her little pubic haircut was crazy, so I didn't try to look like an idiot but then it got hard and my mom joked:
My God son, turn around and don't put this business on me
I managed to stay calm, even though my nerves were exploding.
<unk>Ah mom, I can't do anything here is tight and you wanted to come in<unk>
It was amazing how my mother had total control over our relationship, and that made me even more passionate.
I thought we'd take a shower together, and then go to bed with each other.
These things that my mother said, they sounded provocative. They made me confused and excited, I never knew if I could advance the signal a little bit more with these gaps she gave. She was able to move her head and make me insecure.
She finished her shower and wrapped herself in a towel, came out with her maddening roar, stopped at the door and turned to me saying:
"Peter, my angel won't be long. We will go to bed soon".
I said:
I'm going mother, just stay a minute
I noticed her eyes moving across my body and she looked at the stick hanging between my legs, smiled and said:
It doesn't take long love
My God, it was driving me crazy. I thought about masturbating right there and then but I held myself back because I wondered if maybe I had been getting so horny that my mom might be giving me a blow job.
I went to bed and my mother was already in her sexy sweater. She lay down once more embracing me, resting her head on my chest; she put her thick soft thigh over my leg and within minutes had fallen asleep. I stroked her hair affectionately and felt proud of having her by my side like a teenager who'd conquered the most desirable girl in town.
We slept like this all night. I didn't dare to boil my mother that night, but the very next morning when I woke up she was lying just as well with her thick thigh resting between my legs. I awoke excitedly and my cock had already manifested inside of my shorts. I looked at the clock it was 8 o'clock. My mom's hand lay on my belly. She was still sleeping and breathing softly. I put my hand over hers and started pushing carefully across my stomach until it reached mine. His hand fit on my dick over my shorts and the sensation was indescribable. My roll began to pulsate and grew. I carefully adjusted my body, and mother moved a little bit, didn't wake up but took her leg off of mine. This movement allowed me to lift my short pants and take my mom's hand inside it, placing it in my pocket. Her hand wrapped around him perfectly. His gentle hand drove me crazy in contact with the skin of my penis. I began to move my body alternately up and down on my pelvic area, My mother's hand was sliding onto my dick causing a maddening sensation. I thought that it would enjoy so much excitement. It took her a while to figure out what was going on, but gradually she felt his hand inside my shorts grabbing at my hard-boiled dick and raised her head slightly to make sure.
My God Peter, what is that?
She quickly pulled her hand out of my shorts and I pretended to be awake and said,
What's the matter, mother?
She lifted up her trunk and stood there thinking, trying to make sense of what had happened.
Were you having a bad dream, Mom?
She looked at my shorts and saw the volume of my dick, ran her hands through his hair and collected herself said:
It wasn't a nightmare son, but I don't know what happened that my hand was....
She stopped talking, and I said:
What was that, Mom?
She looked at me and smiled, and she said:
"Nothing, no son. I think you were really dreaming. Let's get up. I want to go to the beach early with you today. It is a beautiful day anyway".
She stood up, I could see her embarrassment but she didn't say anything. I enjoyed that moment imagining what she thought when she felt his hand holding my scroll. I stayed in bed a little while longer as she went to the bathroom and was still able to watch her change deliciously once again in the bedroom.