All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!
"That was... fun." Lillian lay on her side in the sand, drinking a pink hibiscus colada cocktail. She smiled at her new friend. The drink was delicious, and she'd just had a blast rough-housing and playing games with Gwendolyn. "I'd forgotten what fun was like." She knew she was grinning like an idiot, but she felt safe in the warm radiance of this beautiful woman's attention. She turned her head and watched Delores return to her room. Lillian shook her head. That poor woman was nothing more than a ghost. Gwendolyn was a widow too, but she seemed to still enjoy life. She returned her focus to her new friend. "I'm glad my mother and brother found you, Mrs. Valentine. I can tell we'll become fast friends." She took a long sip from her straw, savoring pineapple and coconut.
"I'm glad as well. I thought I was alone, but to find myself among such regal people..." Kapnos sipped her blue cocktail and leaned closer to Lillian. They were quite close together on the warm sand. Their suits covered everything but their feet and heads. Their wet hair was loose and dark with the lagoon's water. "I think you're a wonderfully pretty woman, Lillian," she whispered. "You look like a princess."
Lillian blushed deeply. The vivacious widow could not have offered her a sweeter compliment. She looked over at her mother's closed door. "What do you think my mom and brother are doing in there?" She took another sip from her drink. Somehow, she found the glass empty. That was her third. When the robot waiter came over with another, she happily took a fourth.
"I'm sure they're planning our salvation." Kapnos nodded earnestly. "Your family is incredible. I owe both your mother and brother my life. You must be so proud of them."
Lillian frowned. "Honestly, Mrs. Valentine, I haven't always been happy with George. He was a thorn in my side. Always so bratty... you know how younger brothers are. But you're right, I'm proud of him now. He's been amazing."
"Have you told him that?" Kapnos raised an eyebrow.
"I haven't had the chance." Lillian found herself feeling suddenly defensive. Bypassing the straw, she took a long drink from her cocktail. "I've only just realized it. You know, with everything he's done at the hotel. Also, the... um... attack where I saw poor Ms. Pemberton's death... well... it gave me perspective."
"I see." Kapnos put her gloved hand on Lillian's gloved hand and squeezed. "Let's go get changed and eat something. I'm famished." She rose and pulled Lillian to her feet. She had one of the robot servants fetch her clothes and bring them to Lillian's room. Then, the two women went to get changed.
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"They're holding hands, Constance. Whispering together like bosom buddies." Roy watched Lillian and Gwendolyn from across the lagoon as they strolled into Lillian's room and closed the door. "There is no way they just met. This is some sort of... some sort of..."
"Plot?" Constance sighed and sipped her blue lagoon cocktail. She let her legs float at the surface of the water, her bare toes bobbing just above the surface. She was alone with her husband now, as everyone else had retired to their rooms. She looked over at him and made her most stern face. "Mommy has had about enough of your talk about the Zaals. I would be just as likely to believe that Mrs. Zaal and her son were engaged in forbidden coitus as they were actively hatching nefarious schemes. And we all know that you are the only man brave enough to make advances on your mommy." She smiled at him.
"But, I -" Roy started.
"Do you want to be inside Mommy or not?" She stood, the water dripping off her long, slender form. Without waiting for him to answer, she lifted him in her arms. With no one else to see, she was free to play their little game. "I know you're vexed, darling. Let Mommy make you feel better."
Roy looked up into her grinning face. He let her carry him out of the lagoon toward their room. "Yes, Mommy. Make me feel better." All the conspiracies and dastardly plans could wait. They were relatively safe at the moment. And it would be nice to have a room to themselves again.
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"Oooohhhhhhhhhh... Georgie... you're getting my breast slick... with my own wetness." Anna writhed on her back under her son. His tongue played delightfully with her nipple, sending sparks of electricity through her body, and building on her post-orgasmic buzz. His heavy penis and testicles rested on her thigh. One of her bare hands held his head to her breast. The other dug fingernails into his back. "Ooohhhhhh... how are you so good... at that?" He was aggressive, but he didn't hurt her. Using just the right amount of tongue and teeth on her rigid flesh.
George released her nipple and smiled up at her. "Can I really go in without a condom?"
"You don't have to keep asking. I trust you to finish outside." Her warm smile met his. "And I am more than ready for you."
"Okay." George's pulse thundered in his ears as he moved between his mother's wide-open legs and placed the head of his penis on her sloppy pussy. She had cum so much that her triangle of hair was sopping, and she glistened all the way out to her thighs. Her clit was more obvious now, and her lips looked even larger than normal. George decided he'd have to ask Kapnos about that. He slapped her pussy with his cockhead. He could barely hear the wet smacking sound he made over the thundering in his ears. "Wait... you said you were sore before. Does it still hurt? Should I do something... different?"
"It is so sweet how much you care for me. Most men would have simply thrust in and satisfied their wants. But you..." She laughed. "I think you mother me as much as I mother you." She pressed her bare finger against the bemused curve on his lip. Her pretty, high giggle bounced off the walls around them. "I had the autodoc fix my vagina when it worked on my ankle. I'm not sore anymore. But... I'm still a bit stretched out. So, hopefully, you won't hurt me when you enter like last time." She reached down to her vagina and pulled her lips apart.
George leaned back. "Your pussy looks so pretty like that." He could see her pink interior rapidly disappearing into a dark cavern. He really had stretched her out their first time.
"I suppose I shouldn't let you say things like 'pussy' or 'bitch.' But it does excite me!" Anna laughed again. "Maybe while we're doing it, you could give me some more dirty talk?"
"I could do it now, Mom." George cocked an eyebrow like he was thinking of being bad.
"Wait until you drive me out of my mind again. Then do it. It has... an intoxicating effect. Right now, I want to feel your sweetness." She continued to hold her vagina open for him. "There will be no barriers between us now. No gloves. No clothes. No condom. Just you and me, Georgie, joining together."
"I love you so much, Mom." George placed himself at her gaping entrance and pushed his hips forward.
"Ooooohhhhhhhhhhh... I love you... too... sunshine." Anna's hands left her vagina as he dove deeper into her and circled around him. She found her fingers pressed into the flexing muscles of his butt. "How does it feel... with nothing... between us?"
"Gods... Mom... it's like... coming home... after being away... for a long time." George bottomed out. "You're warm... wet... and tight." He looked down at her face. She was grimacing, but he judged that it was more pleasure than pain. "Does it hurt? Do you want me to stay here for a little while?" Like last time, he placed his hands on her delicate shoulders so he could see the cords straining in her neck, her dainty clavicle, and the wonderful slope of her breasts resting to the sides.
