She then handed me my mother's leash and directed us to follow her to the limo and get in the back seat. She handed Mom a sort of cape or blanket thing.
"If all goes normal, you won't need that. If something happens that we need to be in public, wrap that around you to cover yourself."
She got in the front and drove off. Almost an hour later, we arrived at a small private airport and parked near a private jet. The limo door opened and we were led to the aircraft while I was again holding the leash. The cape was left behind as the limo drove off. Once aboard the plane, there was an all female crew dressed as revealing and erotic as they could be while still able to perform their duties. They paid no attention to mom's lack of clothes treating us as any other passengers, though we were alone on the plane. During the trip, we made one stop to take on another couple who were dressed exactly the same as us in every detail. I recognized the lady as an actress from a few years back, but no words were spoken by anyone.
The windows were blacked out, so we had no idea where we landed, not even which country. We were escorted off the plane to another limousine, but this was only a very short drive, almost as if still on the same property. We pulled up to the front of a large mansion and walked up to the door, men holding the women's leashes. A greeter again checked our ID against the pictures we had sent a few days prior and then greeted us by name.
We were taken to a two room suite where we'd be staying for the duration. Attendants arrived to get us settled in and I was told to undress and wait. Once I did, one of the attendants removed the locket from me and retrieved the keys. He unlocked my mother's collar and shoes and took them off. Another attendant began massaging her feet ... and pretty much every other inch of her spending a great deal of time to comfort and relax her. After what seemed like hours, they left us alone and told to wait for someone to come and get us for dinner. They also handed us a long list of rules as to what we were expected to do. Essentially she was to be leashed and naked for the duration and I was to escort her at all times.
After a few hours of rest, the attendants returned. They took her into a third room off the suite that served as a spa and dressing room with a full complement of cosmetics. They touched up her face and hair, then attached a different collar around her neck, more of a rigid gold colored one with her name engraved and a larger more ornate ring hanging from the front. She was given far more comfortable shoes. They clipped the leash back on and handed it to me. Having put the same clothes on, one of them again reached in through the opening and stroked me.
We were led to a dining hall with a large table where a receiving line formed at the entrance. A man with his face concealed examined each woman by cupping her breasts and probing her cunt with his fingers, then tasting her on them. A second man, also with his face concealed stood on a stand so his exposed cock was about face level. As each woman passed, she took him into her mouth for a moment until he waived her on.
We were then all seated at this large table alternating mother, son, mother, son. It just so happened that the mother beside me was someone who I had admired for years and thought I had no hope of ever meeting. Now, I was seated two feet from her as fully exposed as all the others were. And then it got better. We were directed to engage with the women beside us. They were directed to stand up and lean back against the table and open their legs for us to feast on their mounds. Here was one of my lifelong fantasies, legs open, displaying herself and waiting for me to lick her. I did the best I could and got her to moaning quite loudly.
A bell rang and we all returned to our seats as dinner was served. She leaned over and kissed me, licking herself off my lips. That lady and I carried on a conversation as if nothing had happened all through the meal.
After dinner and a drink, the women were directed to a carpeted area and onto their knees. We were told to take a position in front of our own mothers and to make sure our cocks were exposed and stiff. We were then told to move four positions left. The four on the end moved over to the other end in the same order. That woman, whoever it was would be the next one to use her mouth on us for the next ten minutes. I had absolutely no idea who this lady was, not even recognizing her name. All I knew what that she had talent at what she was doing to me.
The next hour was a blend of mingling and dancing as close as possible with any partner at random. Whoever we wanted to be with as long as it wasn't our own relative. At the end of the hour, we were told that whoever was with us at that moment would be who we'd be spending the next two hours with in private. Some how I managed to end up with the woman who sat beside me at the table and licked her juices off my lips. That was a terrific two hours.
That was how the whole thing was set up. Random selection of partners. Sometimes the men would choose, sometimes the women did. Despite how it seemed, it was really very fair and equal in many ways. By the end, most had been with all of the others and few had done repeats sessions. After the receiving line welcome, they two men who were later said to be the Hosts were never involved.
There were a few bondage type sessions where the women were confined and the men could use them, but they were also a couple done the reverse way. In one, the women were fastened to a bench type thing face down with their rear ends fully exposed and open. They were free to be used by anyone but were in a position they they could not see who it was. Some how, I just couldn't help watching so many young men freely plunging into either my mother's ass or cunt as often as they wished.
When it was our time to be secured for the women to use, I couldn't help but notice that she watching them use me with equal interest.
There was plenty of down time to refresh and relax and even some social time to just visit with the others casually. For those the women were given sheer robes to give them some sense of privacy, though everything was still visible and accessible.
Very late Saturday night came the Mother to Mother Session. It started off simply enough with them pairing off and slow dancing closely while we sat in chairs so we could watch. That progressed to more intimate dancing with deep kisses and groping. The paired couples moved to the floor and went down on each other. Some toys were produced and they eagerly used them on themselves and each other. Before long it was a wide open all female orgy that everyone fully enjoyed.
Sunday afternoon, it all came to an end and the entire travel session played out again in reverse, though the original collar and shoes were required. Back at home, she couldn't wait to get them off and get back into a comfy, fluffy Mom robe. The travel heels, leather collar, gold collar, leash and a couple of other things were placed in to a storage area for safe keeping and memories.
We sat at the breakfast table the next morning looking at each other, recalling and almost laughing at how over the top and obscene it had been. But she said she loved it and wouldn't have missed it for anything. There were a lot of just 'thank yous for letting it happen' and other banter. We decided that nothing would take place for a few days so we could reconnect again as a family, and be as normal as we could be. Then she whispered something in my ear.
"That one lady, the one you were so fond of for so long and never expected to meet? I have her phone number now."
