All characters are over the age of 18. This is a work of fiction.
Chapter 1: Much Needed Vacation
We arrived at the fabled Casa de Campo Resort in the Dominican Republic after a lengthy flight. My mother and I were exhausted, but excited about this vacation; one we both desperately needed. My name is Lucian. My mother, my favorite woman in the world, was named Delilah. I was 19 years old, and she 40 respectively. I was of pale complexion with an athletic build, short dirty blonde hair and green/blue eyes. After just finishing high school, my mother surprised me with this vacation she got from her best friend. Apparently she was too busy with work, so she gave it up to my mom. Two plane tickets to the sun drenched, seaside nirvana of the Dominican Republic. Frankly, we were both ecstatic.
My parents got a divorce the year before, and my father's remained distant. Call me a mama's boy if you want, but I love my mother to death. My father has never been there for her when she needed him to be. So I always picked up the slack. The tension grew to a breaking point and they decided they didn't want to be together anymore. I was more or less fine with it. I was an adult now, anyway. My mother was worried for me, obviously. You could see it written on her gorgeous face. She was a stellar beauty.
A slightly bigger woman, with curves unmatched compared to all the sexy teachers in my school; and there were a lot! Soft, curly and bouncy auburn hair. Big brown eyes, the kind you could just fall into. She could look at me with those eyes and tell me to do anything. Her body was unbelievable. Massive, milky, heaving breasts. Almost as pale as me. An adorable, pudgy tummy. A truly great, shapely, huge butt, too.
I know, I know. How can I say things like this about my mother? Well... I wanted to fuck her. There, I said it. I wanted to pound her fat, juicy pussy from the back until she begged me to stop and was squealing so loud, you'd think she was possessed. I knew it would never happen, but a guy can dream, right? I've accepted that it may be messed up, but my feelings won't change anytime soon. After all the stress of the last few months, my mom and I were ready to utterly relax at this gorgeous latin paradise. Little did we know, something exotic, unearthly beautiful, and voracious was awaiting us...
Chapter 2: The Swelling
We walked into the lobby of the resort. It was beautiful. Exactly as advertised, and just what you'd expect from such an exotic country. I breathed at the sight of everything, which seemed to literally shine. After we checked into our room, I looked at my mom.
"Wow... what a crazy place, huh, mom?" She was similarly awestruck.
"Yes, it certainly is! We should consider ourselves lucky. Let's enjoy ourselves this week, okay, baby?" I smiled at her, my cock swelling up at her calling me that. She was barely contained in a light, flowery sundress. She bounced and jiggled as she walked. I was certainly entranced by the beauty of this place, but even more so by my goddess of a mother. I wanted to take her back to our room, throw her on the bed and absolutely devour her. But I had to put those thoughts away. Couldn't very well let her notice my already massive bulge.
"Um, mom? I'm gonna run to the room, really quick. I'll take the bags, you just focus on relaxing, okay? I have to change into my swimsuit." She tilted her head, puzzled.
"Oh, alright baby. You sure you can carry those by yourself? Look at my big, strong boy! Ok then, run along. I'll be at the pool. See you there?" She flashed me the angelic smile that never fails make me blush and make my dick nearly shoot off my body. I nodded and ran to the elevators. Not before looking back at her incredible ass swaying as she walked away towards the pool.
"Goddamn, mama... Gonna give me a heart attack..."
Chapter 3: A Quick Stroke
I got to the room, my crotch causing me great distress. I managed to open the door, and get inside. I breathed a hard breath and immediately went digging in one of the bags for the secret treasure that I hid. A bottle of Fleshlube. The best water based lubricant I could find online. It was magical, honestly. Made my stroke sessions that much more enjoyable. I figured I could nut really quick and then get back to mama. I needed to stroke so bad, I was going crazy. The entire flight, my mother's body made me almost jump out of the plane!
I undressed, and sat on the edge of the bed. My dick was impressive. Not to toot my own horn, but it was a hearty 12 inches long, fully erect, and thick as hell. It was a curse I couldn't use this thing on my mom. I would surely make her cum more than my asshole father ever did. Thinking about all the filthy things I wanted to do to her, I went to lubing up my giant member. I was 10 minutes into the session, just about to burst, when the door swung open! My mother stood there, mouth agape at the sight of my freshly swollen, ripe, meaty cock shining bright from the lube massage I was giving it. It throbbed impossibly hard and twitched like crazy as I released it.
She stood there for what seemed like ages. She simply stammered out an apology and ran away. I tried to speak up, but the sight of her almost made me cum really hard. I was frazzled for a few minutes, but recovered. I didn't finish myself off. I was too ashamed. I resigned to heading to the pool area. Maybe mom was there, so I could apologize properly. Although... the face she made when she saw my big, lubed up cock... it was oddly slutty. Like, pure shock, mixed with utter amazement and desire. Did she like it? I felt myself swell up again. Goddammit...
Chapter 4: The Latina Queen
I shamefully walked down to the pool area. There was a surprising lack of people. Including my mom. I had no idea where she went. I sighed and decided to hop into the hot tub. I would see her eventually. I would explain, and everything would be fine. As I gingerly entered the tub, I finally relaxed and sank into it. Not long after, I noticed something in the distance. Something... almost regal. One of the most absolutely, positively, drop dead gorgeous women I have ever seen in my life.
She was unreal. I almost thought I was hallucinating. Clearly Latino in ethnicity. Probably Dominican. Long, black hair that blew in the wind. Shining, tan skin. Dimples that put babies to shame. I could see her brilliant brown eyes from here. They rivaled my mothers. In fact, all of this woman rivaled my mother in sheer unbelievable beauty. I was dumbfounded. Her giant, natural breasts were begging to topple out of the small bikini top she had on. She wasn't too pudgy, but thick in all the right places, including her voluptuous booty and wide hips. This was a woman that was made to be bred thoroughly and deeply, but also one meant to be a wife and mother. No woman made my mouth water so instantly besides my mother.
Before I knew it, she spotted me staring and smiled a smile that looked like she found what she was looking for. I looked behind me, sure that it couldn't have been me she smiled at. Then she started walking over. I was actually considering running. This woman flat out intimidated me with her perfection. It was terrifying, but also unbelievably arousing. She made it to the hot tub and smiled again.
"Hola Papí. Are you here alone? May I join you?" I wanted nothing more than that, but was also scared shitless. I smiled as well, and composed myself, as not to stammer like a moron.
"I'm alone at the moment, ma'am. So I would love it if such a beauty kept me company." She giggled like a schoolgirl, and blushed.
