Alexa kissed his chest, letting her lips trace their way down his stomach. She licked his cock, which was so hard that it was almost painful. All of the sex he’d had that day had taken a toll on him, but his erection was as stiff as ever, maybe even moreso because of it.
“We… put on a good performance,” whispered Ben. He watched as his mom gave his cock a soft kiss, followed by a sensual lick.
“I know that the two of you have… experimented, with each other,” said Alexa. She smiled at Ben and then gave his cock a slow, deliberate kiss, sliding forward and sucking half of it into her hot mouth.
“Oh, mom,” he moaned. “Please… I don’t want to say anything that will ruin this.”
Alexa pulled back. She let her fingers dance across his shaft and stared at him, reading something in his expression.
“Then you don’t have to say anything,” she said. “But, I am the head of our household, young man.”
She brought her mouth to the edge of his ear, letting her next words tickle his neck.
“I’ll be the one setting the lines and limits of what’s appropriate.”
She pulled Ben by the cock onto her, positioning him in between her thighs. Ben blinked, still unable to believe it. Then, he slowly pushed forward, letting the tip of his erection press into her hot, wet cunt. He savored the moment, letting it stretch out into seconds while he ran his hand across his mom’s waist and thighs.
“Are you going to show your mother how big you’ve gotten?” whispered Alexa. Ben felt his face flush.
“Mom,” he said, smiling. “That’s so dirty.”
“Well, sweetie?” Alexa licked her lips seductively. “Are you going to fuck mommy?”
Ben let out a moan and pushed forward. He couldn’t control himself. There was something primal taking hold of his emotions, gripping his shame and embarrassment and twisting it into pure, flaming lust. He groped at his mother’s breasts and let his hips pump into her, hard. Alexa let out a satisfied moan and threaded her fingers into his hair.
“Oh god, mom!” moaned Ben. He tried to keep himself from going all out too quickly, pacing his thrusts. Each one felt like a dive into the deep depths of sexual pleasure, sending forbidden sensations tickling through his body.
Alexa’s breasts bounced in front of his eyes, and the bed squeaked. Ben felt her legs wrap around him, pulling him deeper inside. He stared at her naked body and thrust again, and again.
“Ooh…” moaned Alexa. “You really have gotten big.”
Ben kissed her and thrust again, enjoying the squeals and noises she made. His mom caressed his cheek with her hand in the same way she always had, before any of the games between them had begun. He felt his face flush with embarrassment. The pleasure was a double-edged sword, intoxicating to his senses, while making him feel twisted and perverted at the same time.
“Remember, sweetie,” whispered Alexa. “This is just your therapy taken to a new level.”
Ben looked at her, almost wanting to roll his eyes.
“Mom,” he said. “This isn’t therapy.”
He kissed her neck and brought his mouth close to her ear, spearing his cock into her as deep as it would go and watching as she quivered like a fish on a hook.
“This is sex,” he whispered. “This is fucking.”
Ben felt something snap inside of him as he said the words. He pulled back and immediately thrust forward, thrust deep. His skin slapped against his mom’s, and she let out a cry of ecstasy. Ben remembered what the hotel manager had said about the being alone on the floor and continued slamming into her, feeling the bed shake underneath him.
“Oh, honey!” cried Alexa. “Oh, god!”
Alexa’s hands dug into the sheets to either side of her. Ben pressed himself down, letting his chest push against her breasts. He almost felt as though he was intentionally trying to pin her to the bed, to hold her there forever, to keep his cock inside of her, its new permanent home.
Ben pulled her into him each time he pushed forward. He couldn’t believe it. All of those illicit urges and dirty thoughts were finally coming to their forbidden fruition. And she was encouraging him, cheering him on, practically. And it was all coming from the love they had for each other.
His mother’s pussy felt right, as though it had been created just to eventually become a place for him to stick his cock. It was tight and wet in all the right ways, and Alexa bucked her hips and tightened muscles to increase the pleasure for him even more.
She did everything for him. Ben watched her pushing her breasts outward, into the most alluring positions possible. He felt her hands rubbing across his back and through his hair. He felt her lips moving lovingly against his. He thought of how she’d sucked him off, how her hands had stroked him to completion, and suddenly realized that she’d always wanted him, as he’d wanted her.
“Mom,” Ben whispered.
“I’m right here, honey,” she replied.
“Mom!”
Ben thrust faster, the sound of his cock slapping into her echoing off the walls. Alexa arched her back and bucked in perfect time with him. His muscles were tiring, but his energy level seemed to be limitless, pushing him to fuck her harder. He was showing her how much he loved her with every movement, feeling her body from the inside out, joining with her in pure, sexual bliss.
It was all wrong, and yet nothing had ever been more right. Ben thought of all the comments he’d endured throughout high school, from friends and enemies alike. All of the other guys in his school needed to comment on how hot his mom was, and how badly they wanted to get some alone time with her.
“Oh god, sweetie!” cried his mom. Her body glistened with sweat. Ben kissed her breasts, her cheek, and then her lips. He was fucking on autopilot, his body moving with a primal intensity that couldn’t be denied.
“Oh mom!” cried Ben. He would never let it end. They’d head home, sure, and go back to normal, but he would never let them slip out of their new relationship. He would fuck her every chance he got, and put more effort into the act with every coupling.
He brought his face down close to his mom’s and gave her a deep, passionate kiss. Alexa squirmed in pleasure as his cock continued its loving onslaught, pumping into her cunt with rhythmic precision.
Ben felt himself reaching his limit. His tongue danced into his mother’s mouth, and he felt hers flick back in loving response. Alexa pulled him tight against her, her legs and arms wrapping around his body, limiting his mobility. Ben continued to buck and thrust, and felt pleasure steamroll over him as he came.
He blew his load inside of her cunt, cum splashing out in great gobs. It was unlike any orgasm Ben had experienced before in his life, a mixture of ecstasy and emotional salvation. His mom began writhing the moment the first blast of seed shot into her, set off into a climax of her own.
They held each other tight, sweaty and breathing heavy, foreheads pushed together in intimate silence. Alexa pulled Ben’s face down to her breasts for a moment, and then they shifted, Ben letting her rest her head on his shoulder.
The laugh track on the sitcom played again, and Ben and his mother began to laugh uncontrollably.
THE END
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FREE EXCERPT FROM GODDESS CRUISE LINES
CHAPTER 1
“You’ve never been on a vacation like this before, Mike!”
Laura Grant’s voice had a matter of fact, almost condescending tone that always managed to get under Mike’s skin. He sat next to her in the car. She had her window down, the wind blowing her chestnut brown hair around and nipping at the fabric of her sundress.
“And I never want to go on a vacation like this,” said Mike. “I still don’t understand why I couldn’t have stayed home in the first place. I’m 18.”
His stepmom smiled at him. The expression was affectionate, caring, and laced with the same parental authority that Mike had found so detestable in her voice a moment before.
Mike had always gotten along with Laura well enough. She was the only mother he’d ever known, stepping in almost immediately after his biological mother’s death in childbirth. Laura was a caring mother, a bit overprotective and prone to doting on her stepson from time to time, but always with her heart in the right place.
“It’s because you’re 18 that I can’t leave you home alone,” she laughed. “I know what kind of trouble you’d get into, young man.”
Laura reached over and set a hand on Mike’s thigh, her fingers coming into contact with the bare skin below the edge of his shorts. He flinched. His body didn’t seem to care that it was his mother doing the touching, judging from his reaction, and a flash of embarrassment waved over him.
I need some quality alone time. Damn it, I really wish I could’ve stayed home!
“I would have been on my best behavior, mom,” he said. “It’s still not too late. I could take the car home and pick you up when the cruise ship comes back to harbor.”
Laura laughed and slipped her hand up a bit higher on his thigh. She slowed the car to a stop at a red light and then turned to face her son.
“I know the things young men do when given enough wiggle room.” She flashed a coy smile at him. “I was young once, too.”
To the eyes of almost anyone, Laura was still young. She was 36 and looked as though she was in her mid-twenties. Her petite body was in the kind of perfectly toned shape that only years of regular aerobics and yoga classes can bring about in most women.
She had medium length auburn hair that she usually wore down. Laura, strangely enough, acted oblivious to the effect her body had on men. Her large, well-formed breasts were inspirational in the way they attracted horny, leering eyes, and her butt was just the right size and shape to do the same.
“Whatever, mom,” said Mike. He tried not to glance down the low-cut front of her sun dress as she leaned over to plant a kiss on his cheek.
Why can’t she dress more conservatively? I’m just glad it won’t be a problem for the next few days.
The stoplight turned green, and Laura pulled the car forward.
“I hope you’ll at least try to have a good time,” she said. “Just because it’s a women’s retreat doesn’t mean there won’t be things for you to do.”
Mike sighed. He fully anticipated being bored out of his mind, stuck on a cruise ship with a bunch of old, out of shape women, his mother excluded. He still couldn’t understand what had possessed her to purchase the trip in the beginning.
“Mom, I’m a man,” he said. “There’s a halfway decent chance that they won’t even let me on the ship. Isn’t this cruise for women only?”
“I bought you a children’s ticket,” she said. “Sorry. I thought I told you that already.”
Mike gritted his teeth.
As though being dragged along wasn’t enough… This is stupid.
“Mom, I’m 18,” said Mike. “I am very clearly not a child.”
“It was the only option I had!” Laura looked at him pleadingly. “Please, don’t make such a big deal out of this.”
She reached her hand back over and ran it through his hair. The gesture only fueled Mike’s anger, making him feel like a little kid again.
She doesn’t take me seriously. I’m not her little baby boy anymore.
“Here it is!” Laura pulled her hand back and set it on the wheel as she turned the car into a large parking lot next to a harbor.
Mike could already see the cruise ship in the water. It was huge, and the upper levels of it jutted up over most of the buildings on the edge of the dock. He was still fuming at the idea of being aboard on a children’s ticket, but it was hard not to see possibility within the behemoth ship.
“Come on, sweetie,” said Laura. She climbed out of the car and began pulling their bags out of the backseat. Mike took his and pulled the strap over his shoulder.
Laura locked the car. She and Mike began walking over to where a group of fellow cruise ship passengers were waiting to board. It was all women, and as Mike scanned the crowd, he was surprised by how young and attractive most of them were.
Maybe this won’t be as bad as I expected it would be?
“Oh my god!” A familiar voice came from the side of the crowd. “Please tell me you’re just dropping off her luggage for her?”
Danica Williams was popular, attractive, social, and possibly the most lusted after girl at Mike’s high school. An unfortunate incident involving an open water bottle and a hallway collision when they were both freshman had given Danica a reason to hate Mike’s guts. She really, really hated him, and it was part of the reason Mike had been unsuccessful with girls and social cliques for the past four years.
“Uh… Danica?” Mike’s heart sank. “What are you doing here?”
“What does it look like I’m doing here?” She glared at him and then rolled her eyes.
Danica was gorgeous, the type of girl that was too attractive to even spread rumors about. She was tall, almost the same height as Mike. Her boobs were big, and she knew what to wear to emphasize their appeal. Her long blonde hair was usually pulled back into a ponytail, out of the way of her striking green eyes.
“Hello, Danica,” said Laura. “He’s here with me. I couldn’t just leave him in the house on his own for a week.”
“This cruise is for women only!” Danica’s voice was loud and accusatory. “You do understand that, right?”
Several other women in the crowd had turned to look at Mike. He felt his face heating up as Danica continued to press the point.
“Relax, Danica,” said Laura. “He’s my son. I bought him a children’s ticket. It’s allowed under the cruise’s policy.”
“A children’s ticket?” Danica started laughing.
“Look, can you just leave it be?” asked Mike. “The cruise ship is huge. I’ll keep to myself, and you-“
“Aww, little baby Mikey wants me to leave it be?” Danica spoke in childish, mocking voice. “You poor little thing. Good thing your mommy is here to take care of you.”
I’ve never wanted to punch someone so badly in my life before.
A few women in the crowd chuckled and even more turned to look at Mike. He felt his face turning red. Danica’s taunting, as juvenile and pathetic as it may have been, was getting under his skin.
“I don’t want to be here,” he said. “Go bother someone else.”
Danica flicked a few strands of hair out of her face and set her hands on her hips.
“Just so you know, I’m going to tell everyone at school about this when we get back.” Danica smirked at him with evil lips. “Hope you enjoy your vacation!”
She turned away and walked off. Mike sighed and tried to ignore the glances and whispered conversations of the women around him.
“I think she likes you, sweetie.” Laura poked him in the ribs and smiled.
“She’s a…” Mike stopped himself before saying the word bitch, not wanting to swear in front of his mother. “She’s one of the reasons why people don’t take me seriously at school.”
“Oh, don’t worry about s
tuff like that!” His mom ruffled his hair, and then planted a kiss on his cheek, her lips drawing dangerously close to the corner of his mouth.
And you’re the other reason, mom.
CHAPTER 2
A few minutes went by, and then finally, an employee stepped down the gangway and began allowing passengers onto the cruise ship. Mike was still reeling from Danica and her insults. He tried not to notice the women that were still staring at him as he approached the edge of the dock.
Laura handed the employee their tickets when their turn finally arrived. The female employee looked at them, and then back at Mike and his mom, and then back at the tickets. She coughed.
“Uh, how old are you, again?” The employee’s voice was full of uncomfortable skepticism.
“He’s 18,” said Laura, before Mike could answer. “The cruise ship allows for children 18 and under to board with their parents, regardless of gender.”
“I’m pretty sure the policy applied to children under 18,” said the employee. “With 17 as the cutoff.”
Mike decided to seize the opportunity that had presented itself.
“Oh, whoops, our mistake!” He grabbed his bag and moved to step out of line. “I’ll see you in a week, mom!”
“Not so fast!” Laura grabbed him and pulled him against her in a motherly embrace, cradling his head against her bosom. “This is my son! He’s coming with me.”
Mike blushed. His mom’s breasts were soft, and her body was bodacious.
I can’t think like that. She’s my mother, for crying out loud.
“Fine.” The employee waved them through, apparently not wanting to hold up the line for any longer than she already had. “Just keep him out of trouble.”
Laura linked her arm through Mike’s and began leading him up the connecting bridge triumphantly.
“Why are you so dead set on having me with you?” asked Mike. The two of them stepped onto the ship’s immaculately polished wooden deck. The ship was gigantic, with each of the upper levels taking up at least as much space as a city block.
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