A Trip To Remember Pt 03

WARNING - THIS IS PART 3 OF A MULTI-PART SERIES. There, now I warned the commenters who were offended I didn't put that disclaimer in. Thank you to those who have liked and followed me, to those who don't, that's ok, please don't feel obligated to read this. My writing style is not for everyone, that's ok, you don't have to like it.

I opened my eyes, but the room was nearly pitch black, I looked at my watch - 3 hours of sleep but it was already 5:30 am. I could hear the water running in the bathroom, she must be in the shower I thought to myself. As I laid there I started reflecting on the night, how we got to this exact moment, and what was going to happen when she came out of the shower sober. I got up and opened the blinds just a little bit to let some light into the room, I wanted to see her - I wanted her to see me. I wanted to fuck her on that balcony as I instructed. I remembered I sat my phone up to record but fell asleep and didn't stop it. I grabbed it to see what I recorded, only to learn it died.

"Fuck," I said to myself.

I laid back down completely naked for what felt like an hour waiting for the water to shut off and for her to come out of the bathroom. Finally, I heard it shut off. I heard the shower curtain get pushed open and I could hear her soft feet as she stepped out of the shower drying herself off. 5 minutes and she was still in there...10 minutes...15 minutes.

"Mom, I need to pee," I said.

"I'm sorry hunny, I thought you were still sleeping." my mother said back.

With that, the door opened, me still laying on the bed with nervous anticipation, and out she came from the bathroom wrapped in a towel. I smiled at her, taking in the sight before me. She was beautiful, unintentionally sexy, just being herself. But now she had a look of concern on her face, one of remorse.

"Are you going to go?" she asked me.

"I'm just staring at you and thinking about how beautiful you are," I said to her.

"Jason, go the bathroom hunny. We have to talk about things." My mother said to me.

Fuck, that was the line that I did not want to hear, in my head that means that she is regretting it, it was a one-time thing, and it would never happen again. THIS is why I fucked her all night; THIS is why I recorded me fucking her for an hour. At least I have something to masturbate going forward...hopefully.

I came out of the bathroom and mom was wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt, it appeared at some point she put a bra on because I could not see her sexy little nipples pushing out of her shirt. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, just looking at me with a concerned look on her face.

"Jason, I'm sorry. I drank too much, and I should have never let myself get to that point," my mother started saying.

"Mom wait, this wasn't just you leading me on, we are two adults who enjoyed every second of last night. I know you did, I felt it...several times. I know you aren't getting satisfied by dad." I interrupted her to say.

"It's cheating Jason, and I haven't and won't cheat on your dad, well I guess I did, but I can't." she forced into the conversation.

"So did you not like it?" I asked her.

"Jason, I did, but I know we can't do that, it's incest. It's wrong. And it makes me a bad person," she said back to me.

"Why? Because someone at some point said that? At least you know I won't run and tell him or ever hold it over your head that we have sex. Mom give me the weekend. Let's see how we both feel after another night just having fun and enjoying ourselves." I said to her.

"Jason we can't...I won't," she started.

Just before she finished that sentence, I cut her off, "I'm going to fuck you on the balcony like I said."

"Jason, I can.." she started saying.

"You will, and now." I demanded.

With that, I stood up, naked, and opened the balcony door. The sun was just starting to show, but it was still pretty dark out. My mother didn't move, she just looked at me in my nakedness.

"Come here." I said sternly.

Slowly, she obliged. I could see the deep confliction in her face, the fact that her brain was telling her no, but her constant obedience was telling her not to do as she was told. She stood up, walked towards me fully dressed and stopped right at the threshold.

I leaned in and pushed my lips against hers, I placed my hand on the side of her face and lightly slid my tongue into her mouth. She kissed me back, pushing her tongue into mine, not resisting, but allowing herself the ability to explore my mouth again.

"It feels so perfect," I whispered.

I leaned back in and kept kissing her and dropped my hand to her side, on top of her sweats. I lightly squeezed her hip, caressed it, and then slid my hand up her shirt. She moaned. Lightly.

"You kiss me so passionately baby," she whispered.

I slid my hand up her back and felt the straps of her bra, slowly sliding my fingers under it and lightly dragging my nails across her back. She took a deep breath and exhaled, almost moaning. I lifted my fingers and unclasped her bra from the back as I started to lift her shirt over her head. No resistance.

I lifted her shirt just enough to expose her belly and started kissing her near her belly button, slowly licking and kissing as I was making my way up her chest. I lifted her bra and started licking, sucking, nibbling her nipples, listening to her breathing sharpen. I could feel the goosebumps on her stomach as her body was responding to my touches. I slid my hand down the front of her sweats - no panties - and lightly grazed the lips of her pussy. Wet. Already.

I stood up and slid her pants off, my mother's eyes were closed as she was just enjoying the moment. Not thinking about who this was with, just enjoying the fact that her body was getting sexually ravished. I slid her pants down her thighs, and she stepped out of them, taking my hand and following me onto the balcony. I pushed her gently in front of me, exposing her sex to the world below as I slid my fingers down her stomach and across her clit again.

"mmmmm Jason," she moaned.

She opened her legs for me instinctively and I began rubbing the head of my hard dick against her pussy again - covering it in her juices. I reached around her with my left hand as I grabbed her throat, squeezing gently, but dominantly. I took my cock in my right hand and lined myself up with her love hole and started sliding it inside of her. My mother tried to take a deep breath but was unable to with my hand around her throat.

"This is so hot," she whimpered.

Starting slowly, I was sliding all the way in, and all the way out to lubricate myself. Speeding up with each push and pull, squeezing slightly tighter with each stroke. My mother reached up and grabbed the railing as I began powerfully fucking her, pounding her delicate flower on the balcony. Not letting go of her throat, I was going to make her cum with some asphyxiation. *Slap, Slap, Slap* was the sound my thighs made against her ass.

"Fu...Cumm," was all she could barely whisper out.

I felt her pussy squeeze me and cover me with her cum and she was squeezing the railing so hard her hands turned white. I let go of her throat and she leaned over the balcony, letting her tits flop freely as I continued the bashing of her pussy. I wasn't close, and I wasn't ready to talk about this being over.

I pulled out of her swollen, reddened, pussy and picked her up. I carried her back into the room and laid her on the bed in absolute silence. I started licking her pussy lips, I pushed her legs up high and ran my tongue from her asshole to her clit. Licking, tasting, sucking her in ways I had only seen in movies. I kept teasing, pushing her further to the edge without pushing my cock inside of her again. I was going to push her to the point of begging me to fuck her - sober.

"Jason...fuck me." she said whispered.

"Not yet, I want your cum on my face." I said back.

"Jason I'm not asking, I need you to fuck me, I need you to cum, I want to watch you." she said back.

"So, this pussy is mine? I can fuck you when I need it, and you're going to fuck me when you need it?" I asked her.

"Yes, you can fuck me all weekend and we can figure it out, just fuck me!" she demanded.

I stood up, my cock already pulsing with blood and ready to go, and positioned myself at the edge of the bed, pulled her to the edge as well and lifted her legs up across my chest. I'm going to fuck her like she wants I thought to myself. Just the way she wants. I lined my cock up and pushed just the tip in, just to tease her, just to open her pussy up again and prepare her for my invading member. I started pushing in, she started moaning.

Knock, knock, knock on the hotel door.

I kept pushing in, maybe she didn't hear it, maybe she was to focused on my cock pushing inside of her tight, sore, abused pussy. Knowing I may be out of time, I forced my cock all the way in.

Knock, knock, knock, on the door again.

"Jason that's the door," she said breathlessly.

"It's fine mom," I said back as I kept fucking her harder and harder.

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK. Louder, harder.

"Are you guys still sleeping!?" I heard my father say outside the door.

I kept pushing in, pulling out, she kept her eyes closed, silent, letting me saw in and out of her pussy. No longer hard or fast, especially knowing my father was standing right outside the door, just keeping my pace to keep her pussy wet. I pulled out more, pushed all the way into her.

"Uhhh fuck baby you're so hard." she said very quietly.

RING, RING. My mothers cell phone started ringing. Loudly. She opened her eyes and looked at me, there's no way he didn't hear the fucking phone ringing in the room. He now knew she had to be in there asleep. RING RING, just out of her reach and it wasn't going to stop. I...kept...fucking...her.

She eventually reached over, still with me pushed all the way inside of her and grabbed it.

"Hello?" she said, pretending to be asleep.

As she got this out, I pushed my cock back inside of her, filling her pussy, wanting to see how she's going to talk to him while I'm balls deep inside of his wife. Inside of the hole I was conceived in. Mine now...not his.

"Hey, I'm outside the room, open the door!" my father demanded.

"Ok hang on let me get up," she said back.

Her barely able to get that out as I was pulling out and pushing in, squishing sounds of her pussy juices flooding my cock and being thrust back inside of her. She hung up, I leaned over and kissed her deeply and pushed myself in all the way one more time.

"You have to get dressed and get on the couch," my mother said.

"This is pussy is mine, right?" I asked her.

"Yes, baby but get off me." she demanded.

I pulled out, frantically grabbed my pants and t-shirt and laid down on the couch. She walked over to the door, and I could hear my dad tapping on the door again. My mother, looking completely disheveled, opened the door and my father pushed his way in.

"What the fuck took you so long?" he asked her.

"I'm hungover," she responded.

I rolled over and looked at them, I could see my mother standing near the bathroom door fidgeting with her shirt, fuck, she just realized she put it on backwards. I laughed to myself, in an evil way.

"Jason, are you awake? Hey, wake up!" he said.

"What, I'm up, what's up," I asked him.

"Get up, let's go eat. Jason here's your key you can go to your room and clean up. I'm going to shower," my father said and walked to the bathroom and shut the door behind him.

The shower came on, nothing else was said by him. What a fucking cuck I thought to myself. He didn't ask anything at all, not why I was in there, why my mother's hair was wet, why her shirt was on backwards, just nothing. Once I heard the shower curtain open and close, I got up and walked over to my mother, leaned down and kissed her on the lips.

"Jason not here," she pulled away and spoke.

"He didn't even notice anything, hell he didn't even notice your shirt was backwards," I said quietly.

I leaned in and kissed her again, this time she didn't pull away, she kissed me back. I slid my hand down the front of my mother's sweatpants and felt her pussy get wet - instantly.

"She likes me," I said to her smiling.

"Let me push inside of you one more time before I go shower." I said to her.

"NO!" she responded emphatically.

"Go shower, we will make time later," she said.

I slid my finger back inside of her just to give her a parting gift, but my hormones could not be contained.

"Stand up." I said demandingly.

As if she was a completely beaten puppy, she did exactly as I demanded, she stood up. I leaned in and kissed her again, pushing my tongue into hers. I reached down and interlocked our fingers, showing her she meant more to me than some fuck toy.

"I will make love to you today," I said. "Turn around, I'm going to slide inside of you one more time," I said.

My mother turned around, bent over, and pulled her sweatpants down, exposing herself to me while my father was right next to us showering. I quickly unzipped my pants and pulled my engorged cock out and aimed it right for her soaking wet pussy again.

"Mmm..fuckkkk," was all she murmured as I pushed in.

All the way in, not hard, not fast, but gentle. Slowly. Just enjoying the feeling of her pussy wrapped around my pulsing dick without making to much noise. I slowly pulled out and stood her back up.

"I can't wait to make love to you," I said as I turned and walked out of the room.

To be continued.