This is a sequel to "Skinny Dipping with Mom" and "In Love. With my Mom." Thanks for reading!
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"Hong Kong, really?" I asked, astounded at the mere idea of it.
"Yeah, why not? Heard it's a fascinating place. East meets West. Lots to see and do."
"I like Chinese food..."
"There'll be plenty of that there."
"How long will we stay?"
"Probably a week. Perhaps we could trek elsewhere after."
"Like where?"
"Maybe Europe..."
"You serious, mom? You want to do that much globetrotting?"
"I don't know. It's just to the point where most of my work I can do by phone and email. I can easily take a few weeks off to travel. We've got plenty saved for it, too. Could even sublet the condo."
"I've always wanted to travel. Especially with you, mom."
"So then let's travel. I love our weekends in South Padre and occasional visits to Mexico, but I want to go further. I want to travel the world... with you."
"Then let's go. Let's do it. When do we leave?"
"Probably in a couple weeks. Need to make all the necessary arrangements."
"Well, alright then, pretty lady."
"Alright then..."
We kissed for a minute and then had dinner. After dinner, before even gathering up the dishes, I picked mom up, flung her over my shoulder, and carried her into our bedroom.
I propped her on the bed and reached under her beige work/formal skirt and slid off her dark silk stockings. After doing so, she lowered and dropped her crimson lace panties to the floor. Then she went to unzip her skirt, but I stopped her.
"You want me to keep it on?" She purred.
"I do. Been watching your ass in that skirt all morning and evening. Keep the blouse and bra on, too. I like how they make your tits look."
Mom giggled, curled her lip, flipped over and got on all fours. This had become our favorite position, doggystyle. Mom rolled up her skirt just over the top of her asscheeks and pointed her luscious ass up high in the air.
I ripped off all my clothes in seconds flat, knelt before her, and injected my throbbing cock into her moist cunt. It was so slippery that my cock slid right in.
Once inside, I started banging away, but mom whispered back to me to slow down. And I did so.
Being young I often got carried away, fucking mom. It was easy, with a woman as beautiful as her. Once in a blue moon, she'd go pornstar style on me, but mostly, like now, she wanted it slow and romantic. And I have to say I like it better like that, too.
So I slowed down and massaged her ass with one hand and with the other lightly pulled at strands of her blond hair and reached around and fondled her big tits as I gently pushed my cock up into her soft pussy.
Mom responded in kind. Her pussy muscles contracted and tightened up. Oh how I loved it when they did that! Turns out mom was an expert at muscle control, something I'd pleasantly discovered since we started our illicit relations...
While constricting her pussy muscles around my cock, mom also grinded back her asscheeks into my pelvis, bucking back at me. How I loved that too!
We were having mesmerizing, passionate sex, and her moans got louder and louder with each of my thrusts. The softness of her asscheeks as I held them, the tightness of her pussy, its squeezing, hot suction, fuck, it all overwhelmed me and I let go of a huge orgasm inside her, shooting my load deep.
And, as usual, once I came, she followed and her body quivered and she craned her neck around to kiss me.
Breaking our kiss, we fell into the bed in unison, exhausted. I glanced over and admired her, lying there, panting, her body stretched out into an X. She looked so fucking hot in bed with all her work clothes on and her skirt riding up and her legs and bare pussy exposed. I couldn't believe how lucky I was to actually be able to fuck this woman.
I leaned over and kissed her again for a minute. Then we held hands for a while and stared out the window. Dusk was falling and we gazed out toward the heavens and marveled at how the reddish hue of the evening glow illuminated the Gulf sky.
Things had been bliss with mom, ever since that night she came home from her date with that Ted asshole and we'd finally gotten everything out in the open. We were pretty much spending all our free time together now, doing all sorts of couples' stuff, like going to movies, out to eat, walks on the beach, etc.
Plus we were fucking like rabbits. In the morning before work we'd go for a quickie, or sometimes two. And at night after dinner we'd always do it, usually two or three times.
Even during lunch we'd go at it. Mom had gotten me a cushy city council job near her office on the Island and we'd meet up for lunch at Padre Island Burger Company and then drive off into the sand dunes, in her Lexus, for a midday tryst.
Behind her darkly tinted windows, we'd climb into the comfy leather backseat, and usually do it with her on top, her skirt rolled up, my fly open and her panties hanging off one of her ankles. I'd always unbutton her blouse a couple buttons so I could suck her gorgeous tits as they popped out of her bra and jiggled to the rhythm of her riding me.
It'd been awesome, everything with her, like a dream. It was the most sex I'd ever had in my whole life. Mom and I were the perfect newlyweds having the time of our lives.
But it wasn't all perfect. In fact, far from it. Because we were mom and son, and everyone in town knew us, we had to be careful what we did and said in public. It was weird, having to go from being all over mom in private, to acting totally different around her in public, like at the grocery store or something.
It was impossible to hide from everyone, though, how much time we were spending together. And pretty soon mom's friends started to talk to her about it, saying how she shouldn't be spending so much time with me, how it'd turn me into a "mama's boy." If only they knew!
My pals gave me some gruff about it, too. There'd be plenty of times where they'd ask me out drinking, to the rodeo, or to a Spurs game, and I'd turn them down so I could hang out with mom.
Eventually it boiled over one night when we were out drinking and my buddy Trevor asked me to his house to watch the 'Stros game that weekend. When I declined he asked me if it was because I needed to see my mom. I told him "yes," to which he replied, drunkenly: "Dude, why are you always with your mom? It's weird. I mean, she is hot and all. I mean, but, like, are you banging her or something?"
