Aunt Ruth had been gone about a week and things had just about returned to normal around our house. Mom and I relived our experience with her sister one night and ended up in bed as usual fucking like two dogs in heat. Helen had returned from vacation and had called Mom asking her if it was all right if I spent a couple of nights with her. Mom readily agreed stating that she would have Adam come over to keep her company. Mom had gotten so used to being fucked every night, as had I, that I don't think she wanted to be alone.
Before I left, Mom asked me if I would like to go on vacation with her. She wanted to go to Florida to visit her mother, whom none of us had seen for almost ten years. Her mom was somewhat of social climber who had married well, leaving her a widow three times at last count and very wealthy. Mom had filled me in on her latest husband whose ashes she had strewn off the bow of their yacht into the ocean. Mom figured it might be a good time to visit so she could catch up on her mother's escapades. Gramma's age seemed to be a closely guarded secret but since Aunt Ruth was fifty-nine and Gramma had gotten married and pregnant early we figured her to be somewhere around seventy-five or seventy-six.
Mom had plenty of vacation time so we planned a three-week leisurely trip down in the car, giving us plenty of time to relax at the ocean. We made plans to leave the following Monday. That gave me the weekend with Helen while Mom and Adam could be alone before we left.
That weekend Helen treated me to some of the greatest fucking in the world, not that all the times with her weren't great. While on vacation she had met another lady who had just turned seventy. They became close friends and when Helen informed the lady about her sex life, Louise, the lady she met, wanted to experience some of it.
Louise was nowhere as sharp as Helen but for her age she was not too bad. Helen introduced us when I arrived and almost immediately I could feel her eyes taking in all my features.
"Jimmy, I have heard so much about you. It seems like every other word out of Helen's mouth is about you. I can see why too."
I thanked her for the compliment, not quite sure how this was going to play out, but was positive if Helen set it up then everything was OK. Needless to say, it was. The two of them were almost insatiable. Many times that weekend I thanked God for my youth and for the things Helen had taught me when my supply of cum was temporarily depleted. I learned that Louise had not had any real sex for at least fifteen years. Oh she had relieved the tension upon occasion with her own hand or lately with her new plastic friend but had not had the chance to feel a man inside her body. Her deceased husband was no great shake in bed when he was alive and for the last five years before he died he had not touched her at all.
Helen and I initiated her into modern sex, trying as much as possible to erase her Puritan upbringing. As usual Helen had some new trick up her sleeve (when she was wearing clothes which was not often). Helen and I spent the first half of the day shaving every bit of hair off Louise's body and massaging her with fragrant oils and creams. At no time were we ever in a rush. After preparing her, the two of us set about making sure she had every orgasm she missed since she was fifteen. It seemed that once we got her juices flowing there was no stopping her.
For two days we fucked her, sucked her, licked her, and nibbled her in so many places that she was tender in areas she didn't know existed. I left Helen's house on Sunday morning fully aware that Louise was totally satisfied. I had her promise that anytime I wanted to I could visit her.
Maybe in a later chapter I will detail the weekend with Louise and Helen more fully.
Mom and I spent Sunday getting ready for our trip. Adam had loaned us his nice big Lincoln Towncar for the drive. He wanted us to be safe and since Florida was so hot this time of year he figured the darkly tinted windows would help us stay cool.
We went to bed after showering together, made love for over two hours and then fell asleep in a lover's embrace with Mom's back firmly against my chest, my cock nestled in the crack of her beautiful ass and my hand resting on her engorged nipple.
In the morning I packed the car as Mom made sure that everything was safe in the house. When she finally came out I noticed that she was wearing one of her loose fitting summer outfits that buttoned down the front. I could discern no bra or panty lines under it which made me, even after our previous night, feel the beginnings of another hard-on. I helped Mom into the car whereupon she slid to the middle.
As I positioned myself behind the wheel she snuggled up close to me and whispered in my ear, "Jimmy, I have you all to myself for three days and I plan to show you how much I love you for what you have brought out in me."
"My pleasure, Mom," I replied. Her light perfume and natural body aroma wafted into my nose causing my cock to become steely hard. "See what you do to me even after last night?"
"I'm glad. I intend to keep you that way during the whole trip. When it gets to be too much let me know and I will relieve the pressure," she snickered.
"Are you kidding? We haven't even left our neighborhood and I want to fuck you right now. How am I going to make it through twelve hundred miles?"
"Well we have these tinted windows so let me know and I will suck that beautiful cock of yours and you can cum in my mouth."
"Mom, anytime you want just suck it. I could stand one right now but I think I want to wait til we get on the highway."
"OK baby, just let me know."
We motored down the highway for about two hours with Mom snuggled tightly against me. The outfit she had on left little to the imagination as she shifted around. My arm slid around her body pulling her closer still. My fingers played with the buttons, opening them one at a time.
"Do you want it open all the way, sweetheart?"
"Of course Mom. You know how much I love your body."
Mom unbuttoned the dress all the way to the bottom. She scooted around until she was laying on her back with her head in my lap. This gave me the opportunity to caress her luscious tits and nipples and to occasionally dip my finger into her drenched honey-pot. Her clit was as hard as her nipples so slowly I massaged her to an orgasm. Mom thrashed around a bit until her body calmed down then rolled over like she was going to nap. Instead she reached up my pants leg, taking my hard rod in her hot hand. Her mouth engulfed the tip as her tongue laved the head. Mom opened my shorts to more easily access my rampant cock. As carefully as possible she maneuvered my meat up and out the top. Now there was no stopping her. My cock disappeared down her throat. She was stretched out face down on the seat, her head bobbing up and down in my lap.
