should, um, go get dinner," she suggested awkwardly, trying to stem her own attraction to her son.
Still, she made sure that as she swung one leg and then the other toward the side of the bed, he got a long, slow eyeful of her sex at the moment when her legs were the farthest apart.
They ate dinner largely in silence, both stealing glances at one another. Rather than venting the sexual tension between them, their mutual play had only increased their attraction for one another, and it was palpable between them as they sat in the dining room. Madison enjoyed the newfound attention from her son. His glances and stares caused a flutter in her stomach that she hadn't felt since she was a teenager experiencing a new schoolgirl crush. But she also knew she couldn't let herself enjoy the feeling too much -- this was an arrangement of convenience, and developing an actual crush on her own son was out of the question. Besides, she knew David was just a horny eighteen-year old with raging hormones. She had no doubt that despite whatever else he might think, for him, this was all about the sex -- or rather, the orgasm.
After dinner, they walked back to their stateroom, where Madison immediately began stripping out of the outfit she had worn for their evening meal, no longer inhibited by the need to conceal her body around David. After all, he'd now seen everything she had to offer not once, but twice, and number two had been quite an extended "viewing." She tried not to react visibly to the way he watched her as she disrobed down to her bra and panties, but a pleased smirk managed to sneak through her facade when she saw his eyes widen as she popped the clasp of her bra.
"Aren't you going to get into your pajamas?" she said, trying to keep her voice nonchalant, so as not to get David thinking that another round of mutual masturabtion was in store. She had decided at dinner to try to keep the situation under control, which meant trying to limit the number of times they indulged themselves.
"Uh, yeah... I guess we can just change here in the room whenever we want now, huh?"
"One of the side benefits of our arrangement, yes."
"Cool."
David still tried to turn away from his mother's view as he let his pants drop. She was showing no signs of wanting to get off again that evening, so he wanted to conceal the semi hard-on that was already stirring in his boxers, so as not to make her feel pressured into going another round with him. The sight of her stripping down to near full nudity was certainly not helping. But to his relief, she pulled on one of her more conservative pajama sets, a light pink tank top and matching pants. Her braless nipples stood prominently against the fabric of her tank top, but that was far less tempting than many of the other options she could have chosen.
"So tomorrow's our last port before home," he said, plopping down on the couch and turning on the television. "Got any activities planned?"
"Actually, I got a tip on a great spot from one of the crew the other day. Supposed to be far better than any of the tourist beaches. We have to catch a ride from the port, though."
"Yeah? I'm game."
"Great! I'm not sure if I would have wanted to go alone, if you had other things planned."
"Yeah, this way if we get lost, we get lost together," he said with a chuckle.
They spent the night in their respective beds that evening, observing the boundary between mother and son, although unknown to each other, they both had entertained the thought of sharing the bed. While David fell asleep quickly after they turned out the lights, Madison remained awake for what felt like hours, staring up at the ceiling, replaying the day's events in her mind. She tried to figure out exactly how or when her own son had become the object of her fantasies, but soon decided that was a futile exercise, and ultimately irrelevant now that things had escalated as far as they did. She suspected that she had become the object of David's fantasies through her own doing -- when she had allowed him to witness her masturbating earlier on during the cruise. The more she replayed things in her head, the less sure she was of anything. She didn't know how she would keep herself from crossing any more lines, or how what they had already done would impact their relationship after the cruise was over... or if they could even stick to their commitment to end this arrangement after the cruise. The only thing she knew for sure was that she desired him desperately, and the fact that she was his mother seemed to have no diminishing effect.
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For the first time the entire cruise, David roused from his sleep early and naturally the next morning. The only explanation that came to his mind was that he was excited about spending the day with his mother. Self-consciously, he was aware that maybe he was just excited about seeing her in her purple bikini again, but that didn't matter. Now that they had both at least admitted their intense attraction to each other, their final stop of the trip promised to be more enjoyable and relaxing than the previous one.
After brushing his teeth and washing up at the bathroom sink, David returned to the main area of the stateroom to find his mother buttoning the final buttons of a bright orange button-up shirt, which she had matched with a pair of almost too-short shorts that hugged and showed off her round, toned ass.
"You look great, mom," he said, letting his lips linger a little longer than usual when he kissed her cheek.
"Mmmmm, thank you," she replied with a pleased sigh . "You do too, but you'll probably need to wear more than your boxers if you plan to leave the ship with me."
"Awww, we both know you wouldn't complain," he teased, as he searched around for his board shorts.
"I wouldn't," Madison told him, realizing only afterward that perhaps she shouldn't indulge in too much flirtation. "But it might be a little uncomfortable for you on the ride over."
"Yeah, it would," he admitted with a laugh.
He didn't turn away this time as he dropped his boxers, standing fully nude for a few moments while he pulled up his board shorts. With some amount of pride, he noted that his mother was staring unabashedly as his manhood.
"We don't have to leave right away, if you want," he said hopefully, giving her a mischievous smile.
Despite seeming a little flustered, she continued to fix her gaze between his legs.
"No," she said, her voice sounding a little distant before returning to the present. "No, we should go early. The spot is a little out of the way, so we should make sure we have enough time."
After disembarking the ship, they bought some food for lunch from a local vendor before making their way to the bus stop that Madison's masseuse had directed her to. The "bus" was really more of a jeepney, but had plenty of room for Madison and David, who were the only passengers at that point. Madison explained to the driver where they were headed, and they were on their way, bumping up and down along rocky roads. The driver occasionally stopped to pick up or drop off other passengers, but for the most part, Madison and David were by themselves in the back. When they reached their drop-off point, the driver told them what time they would need to be back at the stop to return to the port in time, and then the two set off on a small dirt trail through some trees and brush. When they emerged at the other side, both were stunned by what they saw.
"Wow, Mom, that was some tip you got," David said finally.
They were facing a small cove that had cut into the coastline. The sand underneath the clear water was almost pure white and the cove's inlet sheltered it from most of the ocean's waves, giving them an undisturbed view straight to the bottom. More importantly, they were entirely secluded, with no sign of any other people around.
"This is gorgeous!" Madison exclaimed, stepping from the trail onto the pristine white sand.
She immediately began unbuttoning her blouse, shrugging it off and letting it flutter behind her in the ocean breeze. At first, David was disappointed to see that what she wore underneath was not the purple bikini that so dominated his fantasies of her, but as she turned to face him, he saw that it was something even better.
While technically it was a one-piece, it bared as much skin -- maybe even more -- than the typical bikini. Two small triangles of fabric covered her firm breasts, with a diamond-shaped cutout in between that showed off ample amounts of cleavage. As Madison shimmied out of her shorts, David saw that the top portion was connected to the bottom by the skimpiest strip of fabric, exposing basically all of Madison's mid-section other than her navel. And the bottom itself was little more than a thong, the narrow string of fabric tucked snugly between her round ass cheeks.
"Geez, Mom, you look hot in that suit," David said, following her onto the beach and shedding his shirt as he went. "When did you get it?"
"You like it?" she replied teasingly. "I've been saving it for a special occasion."
"Lucky me," David said to himself.
Taking his eyes off his mother as infrequently as possible, he found a flat spot on the beach to set their belongings down and lay out their towels. Once done, he gestured for her to lie down on one, and he took the one beside her. Together, they relaxed on the beach, taking in the warm sun. They spent the day alternating between sunning themselves and swimming, never seeing another human soul.
"This is so nice," Madison sighed, lying on her towel as the afternoon sun beamed down on them. "I'm so glad you came on the cruise with me, baby."
Beside her, David rolled himself up onto one elbow.
"Me too, Mom," he said. "At first I was worried it was going to be lame... but spending time with you turned out to be the best part of the trip."
"Mmmmm, I don't think you're referring to just hanging out on the beach, are you?" she said with a sly smile.
"No, I mean, just hanging out with you has been..."
"It's okay, silly," she interrupted, cupping his cheek in her palm and running her thumb across his lips.
As she did so, he placed a soft kiss on the pad of her thumb before slowly, teasingly sucking her thumb into his mouth.
"I know what you're really referring to," she continued, even as her mind began to fill with thoughts of what his tongue and lips could do if they were latched to one of her nipples, rather than her thumb. "And as much as I hate to admit it, and as much as it surprises me.... that has been one of the best parts of this trip for me, too. I don't know exactly how or why it happened."
"Are you still okay with it?" he asked, turning to place a series of kisses on her cupped palm.
"To be honest, it scares me when I think too much about it. I don't know if it's right, what we're doing... but my god, it felt good. And now we seem so close, like it used to be before you..."
"Realized what sex was?"
She laughed, loudly and merrily.
"Yes, that. Before it became inppropriate for us to undress around each other, or talk about our fantasies or masturbation."
"Are we going to be okay when this trip is over?" David asked. "When we stop... you know."
"I don't know," she admitted. "I try to figure it out and it's just too much. Maybe we can just see when we get there? Is that too naive?"
"I like that plan," he smiled.
Without thinking he leaned in, intending to place a reassuring kiss on her lips, but at the last moment realized what he was doing.
"David..." Madison started, coming to the same realization and feeling her breath catch in her chest.
"I'm sorry," he whispered, his lips still hovering over hers. "It just seemed..."
"I know. But we can't. Because if we do..."
"I know, I'm sorry."
With the moment broken, David rolled onto his back and stared up at the afternoon sky. His cock, which had already begun to engorge from the charged exchange with Madison, throbbed in his shorts.
Madison could tell that David was disappointed. In truth, so was she; every fiber of her body wanted to taste his kiss and feel their lips meshed together. But she fought it with all the determination she could muster, fearful of what it could lead to. Glancing over at him, she saw the straining bulge in his shorts.
"I know you're disappointed, baby," she whispered, letting her fingers slide between his legs, cupping his bulge. "Maybe I can find a way to make it up to you..."
He groaned approvingly as her delicate fingers rubbed over his aching cock through his shorts, bringing him quickly to a full erection.
"Ohhhhhh... fuck, Mom, right here?"
"There's nobody else here to catch us," she replied, her eyes glimmering with mischief.
She rolled over and swung one leg over him, straddling his thighs. As he looked up at her, she reached behind her neck to untie the spaghetti straps that held up the top portion of her swimsuit. She felt the release immediately in her breasts as soon as the knot came undone, but even after the straps fell, the stretchy fabric of her suit clung to her orbs, resisting the tug of gravity. Before she had the chance to do so herself, David had reached up, peeling the cups from her body to reveal her full breasts and stiff, hard nipples.
She let out a long, slow moan as she pressed her tits into his hands, flattening her flesh against his palm and feeling the steady pressure against her aching nipples. Her hands returned to his crotch and tugged at the velcro fly of his shorts, pulling the fastening open with a satisfying "rrrrrrip." She eagerly pulled his hard cock out of its confines, all the while grinding herself back and forth against his thigh.
She had just started jacking him in a steady rhythm when the sound of a car horn honking echoed in the distance, barely audible.
"Oh fuck," Madison said, as she caught the sound in the wind. "Is that..."
"The driver!" David exclaimed, his raging hard-on suddenly forgotten.
They both scrambled frantically to make themselves presentable, him tucking his erection uncomfortably back into his shorts and her hurriedly tying the top of her swimsuit back around her neck and making sure that her nipples at least were covered. They then scooped up their belongings into their arms and quickly ran back to the trail, through the brush, and finally emerged at the roadside, where the jeepney -- and the same driver who had dropped them off earlier in the day -- was waiting for them.
After apologizing profusely for being late, they climbed into the back of the vehicle for the ride back to the ship. There were more passengers on the return trip than in the morning, and the jeepney grew more and more crowded until finally, Madison volunteered to climb up onto David's lap in order to make room for an elderly couple joining the ride. In their frantic rush to catch their ride, Madison had all but forgotten about the sexual play that had been interrupted on the beach, but as they bumped along on the rough road back to the port, she suddenly became aware of David's cock, hard once more, rubbing against her backside. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw a look of discomfort on his face as he squirmed in his seat, his erection uncomfortably bent against her body.
Glancing around at the other passengers, Madison saw that none of them were paying her and David any particular notice, so she cautiously parted her legs just enough and scooted back, allowing the bulge in his trunks to slip out from underneath her ass into the space between her legs. With her back against David's chest, she felt the deep rumble of his relieved groan, and closed her legs again to conceal his arousal from the rest of the passengers. This was met by a different vibration in his chest, an aroused growl, as the soft flesh of her thighs rubbed against his cock through his trunks. Madison also felt her breath catch in her own chest at the realization that she could feel the hardness and heat of his cock through the thin strip of her swimsuit that covered her vagina, as she had not bothered to put her shorts back on in their hurry to catch their ride.
She felt his hands slowly creeping up onto her hips, his movement agonizingly slow so as not to attract unwanted attention. Once his fingers were pressed into her hips and waist, she felt him raise his hips ever so slightly upward, causing his bulge to press harder against her pussy. She failed to suppress the gasp of pleasure that escaped her lips, but fortunately the noise of the jeepney's engine and the rumbling of the vehicle as it drove along over the rough road masked the sound. He repeated the motion once, twice, and a third time, and then settled into a slow but steady rhythm, dry-fucking her thighs and causing the crotch of her swimsuit to moisten with arousal. She let her hands fall to his legs, digging her fingers into the muscle of his thighs to communicate to him the pleasure she was experiencing. This only seemed to embolden him, and she soon found herself pressing into his hardness in rhythm with his thrusting. She felt him press his face into her back to suppress a louder moan, and she bit her lower lip to hold in a sexy whimper of her own.
The infuriatingly arousing tease continued the entire ride back to port, every bump in the road sending a little thrill of pleasure through the both of them. When they finally reached the port, Madison's skimpy bathing suit was soaked through and through with her juices, and she could feel the slick mess between her thighs as she walked. David was even worse off than her, carefully walking behind her to conceal the tent in his shorts and the large spot of pre-cum that had soaked through the material.
When they were admitted back on board the ship, they hurried to the nearest elevator, and in a stroke of good fortune, managed to get it all to themselves. No sooner had the doors slid shut did they both throw caution to the wind, pulling each other into a passionate kiss despite Madison's earlier protest.
"Oh, baby, I need you," she moaned between noisy smacks of their lips. "I need you so bad."
The bell of the elevator chimed and the doors opened with a soft rumble, indicating their arrival on their floor. With some effort they disentangled themselves from each others' arms, and David fumbled through their belongings for a key to their room while they rushed down the hallway. His heart pounded loudly in his chest as they arrived in front of their door, and he frantically searched the pockets of their clothing and day packs for the elusive plastic key card. Madison was wordless as she stood beside him, but he could see the impatience in her eyes as she watched him. If that were not enough to signal her state of mind, he felt her hand sneak between his legs, softly caressing the throbbing bulge inside.
"I know it's in here somewhere," he muttered in frustration.
"It's okay, don't panic," she purred, snaking her other arm around his waist and pulling him closer to her as she leaned back against the door.
He groaned as she pulled her body against his, pressing her curves into him. He could feel her hot breath on his neck as she nuzzled her face into him.
Madison whimpered softly as she caressed David's body with her own. She knew without looking down between them that her nipples were rock hard and protruding prominently into the material of her swimsuit. Each time she brushed against him, she felt tingles of enjoyment shoot through her body. She could also feel the hot, wet mess of her fluids in between her legs, her body fully ready for David's fingers.
Or his cock.
Just thinking about his thick, hard cock penetrating her made Madison's knees weak, and she moaned loudly into David's shoulder. The mother in her wanted so badly to hold the line and stick to their agreement, but the sexually charged woman in her wanted nothing more than to guide him inside of her and be fucked.Amidst the fog of arousal that had settled over her, she heard the soft electronic whirring of the locking mechanism on the door, followed by a triumphant declaration from David.
"Yes!"
Before she could separate from him, she felt him push her backward as the door swung open, and just as quickly it swung shut behind them. Then it was her turn to be pulled forward, as David slumped back against the closed door and leaned his face down to hers, mashing their open mouths together in a heated kiss. Now safe in the confines of their room, his hands immediately moved to her breasts, massaging them with a forceful urgency that mirrored her own, causing her to moan loudly into his open mouth. Both her hands dove downward to his waistband, eagerly tearing open the velcro fastener and letting his shorts fall to his ankles. His engorged cock immediately sprung forward, the swollen tip slapping against her belly and streaking a trail of pre-cum onto her skin. She felt one of his hands release her left breast and slide down the side of her body, searching for a spot in her swimsuit to slide under and in between her legs. Helping him along, she reached behind her neck and quickly untied the knot holding her suit up, feeling the entire garment slightly loosen its cling to her body. His fingers found their way into the bottom portion of the suit, quickly tugging the fabric at the crotch off to the side, exposing her swollen, soaked pussy to the cool air of the room.
"OH!" she gasped, her hips jerking involuntarily as his fingertips parted her outer lips.
There was no careful teasing this time as he quickly plunged one finger into her, causing a large amount of her wetness to spill out of her and onto his hand.
"Jesus, it's like a waterfall," he said, his voice hinting of awe and admiration.
"I'm so wet for you," she panted, parting her thighs to give him better access.
"I want to fuck," he said huskily. "Please."
"Oh baby," she moaned. It was such an enticing proposition. If she could just feel him inside her... "Baby, we can't."
She kissed him fiercely, as if to apologize for the pleasure she knew she was denying them both. They both knew that her reasons were good, but in the heat of the moment, that mattered very little.
"You can't kiss me like that and tell me we can't," David insisted, continuing to fuck her pussy with one finger. "You're so ready for it, Mom."
Madison gasped and whimpered as his finger hit a particularly sensitive spot, causing her knees to buckle. She looked down at his stiff cock, a new glistening bead of pre-cum collecting at the tip even as she rubbed the previous one over the mushroom head.
He was ready for her, too, she realized, and the thought only made her want it even more.
"Get this swimsuit off of me," she whispered, before kissing his lips again. "I want to be naked with you."
Her heart pounded furiously in her chest as he carefully peeled her swimsuit from her body, covering her with kisses, nibbles, and licks as he worked his way from top to bottom. She tried to use the time he spent undressing her to decide how to handle their dilemma, but wearing only a bathing suit, she didn't have much time. By the time David kissed his way back up her tummy and over her breasts, so that the two of them were standing fully nude before one another, she had managed to come up with a plan.
David felt his breath catch in anticipation when his mother pressed him back against the door before turning around and bending forward at the waist, her shapely and sexy ass bobbing obscenely before him. He felt his head start to spin, abuzz with excitement, as she reached backward between her legs and grabbed his cock, gently palming the sensitive tip as she tugged him toward her parted thighs.
"Mom, I need a condom," he realized aloud, as his throbbing tip drew near her glistening labia.
"No, not for this," she replied, to his confusion. Then her voice turned serious as she looked over her shoulder at him and gave him her most authoritative look - or at least, the most authoritative look she could muster, bent over with her legs spread. "Do NOT put it inside me, understood?"
David was confused, but nodded. If she didn't plan to take him inside, then what...
Both of them moaned happily as Madison began to carry out her plan. She pressed the bulging tip of his cock into the cleft of her pussy lips, letting the tip slide along the length of her wet gash before positioning herself so that her pussy was splayed open along the length of his hard shaft. Then she began to thrust her hips to and fro, gliding her pussy up and down his length on a thick, slippery layer of her juices. She clenched her thighs together, increasing the contact between them.
"Mmmmmm, oh yes, this feels so good," she moaned, looking back and up at him, her mouth gaping open as she gasped for breath. "Is it good for you baby? Does it feel good?"
David knew that the wet heat sliding up and down his cock was nothing compared to what lay within the tight entrance of his mother's pussy, but he would have been lying to say that Madison's compromise did not feel good. Her juices had trickled out of her pussy and spread over the creamy, smooth skin of her inner thighs, which now enclosed his erect cock.
"Ah, god, this is good Mom," he gasped in reply, grabbing her hips in his hands and thrusting in rhythm with her movements.
They continued to move in unison, gliding the length of his shaft back and forth against her hungry, wet vagina. She ground herself down against his hardness, enjoying the pressure of his erection against her throbbing clitoris. Every so often a particularly enthusiastic thrust would cause the tip of his cock to plunge into the cleft of her pussy lips and bump against her tight entrance, eliciting moans and gasps of surprise and delight from both of them. The knowledge that he was on the cusp of penetrating her and completing their taboo coupling should have terrified them both, but in their aroused state it only served to excite them more.
"I... I... I'm going to cum soon," she heard him groan from behind her.
She was close, too, but uncertain if she could get there in time. But she didn't want to hold him back, not after all the teasing and anticipation he had been subjected to on the beach and their return ride to the ship. Instead, she took matters into her own hands, cupping her dangling breasts in her palms and attacking her nipples with her fingertips, desperately seeking out the extra stimulation in hopes of accelerating her climax. David must have sensed her dilemma, for she felt his strong arms wrap around her torso, pulling her to a standing position so that his hands could join hers on her breasts. Moaning with approval, she pushed her ass back against him, his cock protruding from between her thighs with each thrust. She felt his hot breath on her earlobe as he panted and gasped excitedly.
"Oh yeah, mom, fuck.... ah... ah.... your pussy lips feel so good on my cock... ah... ah..."
His voice was thick with lust, and it excited her even more to know that the lust was for her. She felt one of his hands drop between her legs, finding her clit. She smiled and gave a loud, approving cry. He knew just what she needed.
Everything started to build rapidly once he began rubbing her sensitive clit with his fingertips, and soon she was writhing against his lap, his cock wedged firmly against her pussy lips and growing ever thicker, heralding his impending orgasm. She reached one hand between her legs to join his, circling her fingers around his cockhead and the exposed portion of his shaft, jacking him off furiously.
"Cum for me!" she cried out, amidst gasps and moans. "Give me your cum baby. I'm going to... I'm gonna... oh.... fuck!"
Madison screamed wordlessly as her climax struck, reducing her body to a quivering mass in her son's arms. She heard him yell out loudly moments later, and his hot, sticky seed began to erupt from his cock, spilling all over her fingers and splattering onto the carpet below. Their naked bodies bucked and slapped against one another in throes of ecstasy, and their hands clutched at each other with wanton abandon. When it all finally ended they slid down together onto the floor, her body nestled against his chest and between his legs as they recovered.
"That was... wow, Mom," David panted.
Madison's back was to him as he held her in his arms, but she could hear his smile when he spoke.
"I was hoping you'd like it."
"It was pretty clever. And really fucking sexy."
"I know it's not quite the real thing," she said. "But maybe it's enough to satiate us."
"I'm spent for now, that's for sure."
"That's quite a mess you made," she said, motioning her head toward the thick dollops of semen that were slowly soaking into the carpeted floor.
"Hey, you're the one who made me cum," he protested playfully. "I think you made the mess."
"Well if I made that, then you're responsible for this," she said as she guided his hand to the ample residual wetness between her thighs. She purred as his fingers lazily stroked her pussy lips. "Mmmmm... that still feels so good. God, your touch is amazing."
They sat there for several minutes more, the only sound that of Madison occasionally moaning and sighing as David touched her.
"Mom?" he asked, continuing to enjoy their afterglow.
"Mmmm, yes baby?"
"Can I still kiss you? Until the cruise ends?"
She craned her neck to look at him, her face serious for a few moments before softening into a loving smile.
"Kiss me, David."
She twisted her body so that she was facing him and captured her mouth with his, and together their naked bodies slid onto the floor in a tangle of arms and legs.
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Mother and son slept in the same bed that night, and to her surprise when she opened her eyes the next day, Madison saw that it was nearly noon, according to the bedside clock. David's arms were wrapped comfortingly around her as he spooned her from behind, their still-naked bodies radiating with warmth.
"Mmmmm," she sighed, enjoying the pressure of his body on hers and his arms clutched against the soft flesh of her tits.
"How did you sleep?" he murmured from behind her, his lips moving against the nape of her neck.
"Best sleep I've had in ages," she replied, snuggling her body into his. "We should've been doing this from the first night we got on board."
"At least we're doing it now. Though maybe we should get something to eat. We missed dinner last night. And breakfast today."
Madison had to admit that her stomach did feel empty. But with the cruise due to end in just one more day, she wanted to savor their special arrangement for as long as possible.
"Just a few more minutes," she sighed. "And then after we eat we come right back to bed."
"Geez, Mom, you're starting to sound like me," he teased, giving her body a quick fondle as he kissed her shoulder. "I like it."
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True to plan, they spent most of the day locked up in their stateroom after lunch. It was far less sexually charged than the previous evening had been, and to both their surprise, neither of them came even once. A growing emotional attachment had sprung up in place of the sexual tension, and while Madison feared for how it would affect them when they were forced to return to their real lives, it filled such a gap in her heart that she gave up on protesting it. David, too, had concerns about his newfound affection for his mother, but she seemed to be enjoying it so that he simply resolved to just let her enjoy the remainder of the cruise.
As a closing event, a more formal dinner was scheduled for that evening. David and Madison had debated not bothering to leave their room to attend the event, but they decided that it would be fun to get out and mingle one more time with the other passengers. Moreover, David suspected that his mother wanted to seize one last opportunity to get dolled up.
When she finally finished getting ready in the bathroom, his suspicions were confirmed. She emerged from the bathroom wearing a halter-style red dress with a deeply plunging neckline, the V-shaped cut ending just above her navel. The gaping opening exposed enough of her breasts that he concluded she must have been using some sort of concealer to prevent her nipples from showing through the fabric, as she clearly was not wearing a bra. The hem fell at least an inch above her knees, baring much of her sexy legs, which had over the course of the trip acquired a perfect golden tan.
"What do you think?" she asked, performing a slight twirl.
"Do we have to go?" he asked facetiously. "Can't I just keep you here all to myself?"
"Don't worry, David, you'll get to unwrap this little number after dinner," she promised with a flirty smile.
"Okay, well if you promise."
He got dressed up in the suit he had packed, and together they headed for the dining room. They walked arm in arm down the ship's halls, their way of maintaining the closeness between them without giving away to the rest of the crew and passengers the far more taboo connection between them. At dinner they were seated with a couple in their 40s, who regaled David and Madison with tales of their previous travels. They never asked David and Madison how they were related, and mother and son were content to let them assume whatever they wished.
Looking around the rest of the large dining room, David saw Joe and his family in a table off in the distance. Fortunately, neither Joe nor Sarah made any signs of having noticed him or Madison. He also looked for but didn't see any sign of Katherine.
Madison enjoyed several glasses of wine with her dinner, and by the time dessert was served she had reached the delightful lightheaded buzz, the sweet spot between being too drunk and not drunk enough. She became increasingly physical with David, touching his hand or his leg beside her, underneath the table. The couple sharing their table did not seem to take notice, but she felt David's hand settle on the bare skin of her knee and climb ever so slightly under the hem of her dress, acknowledging her.
"I want to dance," she whispered in his ear with a girlish giggle, as she leaned over to kiss his cheek.
David saw that some of the guests in the dining room had taken to the floor, swaying in rhythm with the music being supplied by a string quartet, but his mother followed his gaze and shook her head.
"Not here," she said. "One of the clubs maybe?"
Remembering the sexually charged atmosphere of the club he had visited with Sarah, he wondered if she had the same in mind. There was only one way to find out.
Excusing themselves from the table, he took Madison's hand and led her out of the dining room, toward the promenade. His mother, clearly a little buzzed, was far more clingy now than when they had walked to dinner, circling her arm around his waist and pressing against him as they walked. Because of the shipwide dinner, most of the promenade establishments were fairly empty, and with relatively little difficulty they found their way into a nightclub with thumping dance music. Madison immediately made a line for the dance floor as quickly as her heels would allow, not at all concerned that she was the only one of the club's few patrons dancing. She locked her eyes with David's as her body movements became increasingly suggestive, swaying and throwing her hips to and fro, beckoning for him to join her. Having not had any alcohol, he was a little more hesitant to get out onto the dance floor, but he quickly forgot about the rest of the club as Madison pulled him in toward her.
"I bet you didn't know I could dance like this, did you?" she asked, her lips enticingly close to his ear. "I used to be verrrry popular with the boys."
As if to accentuate her point, she gyrated her hips against his and placed his hands on her shapely ass, letting him feel the rhythmic movements of her body. David felt himself stirring in his slacks as she raised her arms up and ran her fingers through her hair, her breasts jiggling freely in her dress as she continued to rock and bounce to the beat of the music. Their dancing became more and more sexualized as they fell into a rhythm with one another. David was certain they were being watched from all around as they essentially fondled one another on the dance floor while Madison gyrated and ground herself up against him. He wasn't sure how long they were there, dancing in their own world. He just knew that by the time it ended, she was whimpering and mewling eagerly in his ear, and he was rock hard in his pants. They kissed fiercely and passionately there on the dance floor, tasting and exploring each other with their tongues, and when they broke for air, they both knew it was time to leave.
For the second time in as many days they found themselves in a frantic dash for their stateroom, but this time he had the key ready. They didn't bother to turn on the lights as the door closed behind them; the faint glow from the promenade lighting, filtering through the blinds of the window, was more than enough. True to her word, she allowed him to unwrap her from her dress, which fluttered to the floor into a small pile of crumpled red. As he had suspected, a small set of stick-on nipple concealers adorned her breasts. They were the first he had seen up close, but he decided that there would be time to examine those later and quickly peeled them from his mother's body, revealing her stiff, pink nipples.
Madison kept her red lace thong on as she returned the favor and undressed him, relishing the feel of his hard muscles against her palm as she slid her hands into his unbuttoned shirt to push it off his shoulders. Then she let his slacks fall, followed by his boxers, and she kneeled in front of him, eye to eye with his straining cock.
"Mom...?" he asked, as she took his shaft in her hands and licked her lips.
She just smiled seductively up at him, her eyes locked with his, before engulfing the tip of his cock in her mouth. Immediately she was caught up in the sensations of oral sex that had been lost to her for so long - his musky odor, the way his head throbbed against her tongue, and the taste of it. It had been far too long. She began to take more of him into her mouth, inch by inch. She was about halfway down the length of his shaft when she felt him brush against the back of her throat. She tried to swallow him down and keep going, but was forced to back off as her gag reflex threatened to kick in. She looked up at him sheepishly through watery eyes.
"I never could deepthroat," she explained.
To her surprise, he grabbed her by the arm and hoisted her to his feet, his mouth assaulting hers with an almost savage ferocity. She moaned into him and accepted his kiss willingly, throwing her arms around his neck and letting go as they both tumbled onto her bed, landing with a soft bounce.
"What was that for?" she gasped when they came up for air.
"For being so fucking sexy," he growled.
She giggled and kissed him again. This time when they pulled apart, she pushed her panties down to her knees and kicked them the rest of the way down her calves, rolling onto her back and spreading her legs wide.
"Come fuck me, David."
He quickly positioned himself between her outspread legs and began guiding the length of his shaft up and down the wet gash of her pussy in the improvised "fucking" they had settled on, but she stopped him.
"No," she said. "Go get a condom and fuck. Me."
His eyes widened and he stared down at her, his face serious.
"Are you... are you sure we should?"
"No, I'm not," she said. "I don't know if this is going to fuck everything up, or if we'll regret it forever. But I can't fight it anymore, Davey. I need to feel you inside me. I need this."David quickly scrambled off the bed and to his luggage, tearing open a condom packet and unrolling the condom onto his cock. A part of him was still in disbelief that it was actually going to happen, even when he returned to the bed and kneeled between Madison's knees. He stared down at the woman outspread before him, her long blonde hair splayed out beneath her head, her perfectly shaped breasts rising and falling with each breath, her flat tummy leading downward to smoothly waxed mound and engorged, wet pussy lips.
"David?" Madison said breathlessly, feeling his eyes on her body.
"You're so sexy," he said hoarsely. "So beautiful. I just ... I guess I can't believe this is really happening. I've wanted you so badly the last few days."
"You make me feel sexy, baby," she cooed, feeling herself blush. "You're the first man to make me feel this way in so long. You make me feel like a woman."
She took his cock in her hand, guiding him toward her. She nestled the tip amidst her splayed-open pussy lips, letting it nudge against the muscular ring at her entrance.
"And yes, this is really happening. You just have to..."
He pressed forward with his hips and the tip of his cock pierced her opening with a delightful pop.
"Ohhhhh!" she gasped, her previous thought now lost.
He sank the rest of his length into her in a slow but continuous thrust, until his pubic bone pressed against hers and his testicles rested against her ass.
"Oh David!" she moaned, relishing the weight of him on top of her. She grabbed his face in her hands and stared up at his eyes, seeing the longing that reflected her own.
"I... I'm inside of you," he gasped.
"Yes, yes," she purred. "Your cock feels so good inside of me... so right."
"Like it was made for you."
The thought sent a shiver of pleasure through her body.
"Mmmmm, let's just enjoy this," she moaned, wrapping her legs around his waist and holding him inside of her.
She felt his weight settle onto her body as he lowered himself slowly onto her, his muscled chest mashing up against her soft, pillowy breasts. They kissed, slowly at first, rubbing their moist lips against one another, and then with increasing passion until they were once again lapping and thrusting their tongues into one another's mouths. Their hands wandered, groped, and fondled until the intensity became too much to resist. His hips started to move against the tight embrace of her legs, and as she slid her legs to his sides, planting her feet flat on the mattress, he began to thrust, his thick cock stretching her tight pussy with each thrust.
"Oh... yes... that's... it!" she gasped, her speech punctuated by each rhythmic impact of their bodies knocking the breath from her lungs.
She raised her hips to meet his and he soon grabbed her by the waist, sitting back on his haunches and pumping relentlessly into her sopping wet tunnel. The muscles in her legs, ass, and core burned as she held herself up for him, her fingers twisting at the sheets in pleasure. Even after her own strength started to wane, his muscular arms kept her hips suspended in the air while he fucked her.
"Oh god baby, yes!" she moaned, feeling the ceiling above her start to spin as pleasure overwhelmed her.
She didn't even need to move anymore, as he had taken over entirely. Their bodies slapped together noisily, the obscenely delightful sound of wet flesh meeting wet flesh echoing loudly in the small room. She cried out to him in jumbled, wordless calls of passion as he took her. Eventually his arms began to tire and he eased her lower body back onto the bed, shifting himself forward so that he was propped up above her body on his arms. She reached up to grasp his strong shoulders, caressing him.
"Mmmmmm yes David, fuck me," she moaned.
"Yes baby, take my cock in your sweet pussy," he replied, his words spurring on her excitement.
"Ohhhhh yes, your big cock feels so good in my tight little pussy," she whimpered. "Fill me... fill your mommy's pussy with your cock."
"I'm going to fill you up with my cum," he growled. He continued to thrust, moaning wordlessly, before he gasped, "Madison!"
She gasped loudly as a thrill raced through her body at hearing him say her name.
"Oh god, say it again," she begged.
"Fuck, Madison!" he groaned. "Madison..."
She let out a loud moan, feeling a contraction start to build inside of her.
"I love the way you say my name," she cried. "Don't stop fucking me... I'm going to cum!"
"Cum for me baby," he coaxed her, still pounding away at her. "I want to feel your pussy squeeze my cock, just like you've wanted to do all trip. Cum for me, Madison. Cum!"
Madison screamed out as she broke through, waves of orgasmic pleasure tugging at her senses from all directions. She clung to David with all the strength her arms and legs could muster, the closeness of his body adding even more pleasure to her release. For all the times he had made her cum already, the pleasure of having his cock for her pussy muscles to squeeze and contract around her simply could not be equaled.
David could feel his own orgasm building as his mother's pussy spasmed and clenched around him, driving him closer and closer to the precipice. Satisfied that he had brought her to release, he set loose his remaining inhibitions and thrust into her as quickly as his tiring muscles would allow, reaching a feverish pace as he felt himself swell. He cried out as he neared the edge, grunting gutturally with each thrust before he finally burst, feeling wave after wave of his cum spew from the tip of his cock.
He held himself up on shaky arms as he emptied himself into the thin latex barrier protecting his mother's womb from his seed, and then withdrew himself from inside of her with a wet "plop" and a soft moan of protest from Madison.
"Mmmmm, I wish I could keep you inside me until we both fell asleep," she murmured, still recovering from her own release.
"I know," he said, removing the used condom and tossing it into a nearby trash bin. "I wish I could stay inside of you forever."
"C'mere baby," she said as she pulled him back into bed, wrapping her arms around him and planting a soft kiss on his lips. "Thank you. For all of this. The trip, and for making me feel ..."
She searched for the right word through the haze of her afterglow. Sexy. Desirable. Complete. Loved. The first two seemed too superficial, but the other two frightened her. She couldn't be in love with him, and what would it mean if he were the one person above all others who completed her?
"Thank you, Mom," he replied, saving her from her incomplete thought. "For everything."
He kissed her again, and she pushed her worries to the back of her mind for another time.
Neither David nor Madison slept a wink that night. They spent the evening kissing, touching, tasting, and having sex, in every position and on every piece of furniture that their small stateroom would allow. As the faint glow of morning began to blanket the ship, it found Madison with her hands and breasts pressed against the window overlooking the now-deserted promenade, her face formed in an expression of pure ecstasy as David took her from behind, his cock aching and sore but still rock hard, delving in and out of her swollen pussy in a slow but mutually satisfying pace.
"Do you think anyone down there can see us?" he asked playfully, nibbling and licking her ear.
She moaned lustfully before replying, "Are you thinking of putting on a show?"
"Just hoping to make some guy jealous."
She giggled, turning her face over her shoulder and parting her lips, extending her tongue. He eagerly accepted her offering, sucking her tongue into his mouth and covering her lips with his. His hands snaked around to the front of her body, lifting her tits away from the cool glass of the window and cupping them, allowing her hard nipples to protrude from in between his fingers.
"Cum for me one more time?" he inquired.
She let out a delightful noise that he could only compare to the offspring of a laugh and a moan.
"I don't know if I can, baby... you've worn me out. Just fuck me until you cum. If you get me off yet again, it'll be a bonus."
"I'm going to go slow..."
"Is my big boy getting tired?"
"I just want to make this last as long as it can."
There was a slight sorrow in his voice that melted her heart, and she pulled his face to hers so kiss him fiercely once more.
In the end, he did make her cum one more time, her body tensing and back arching in his arms as his final thrust before his own release rubbed just the right spots. They clung to each other until they felt the undeniable sensation of their floating city slowing to a halt as it came into port, followed by an announcement over the intercom that they had arrived in port, thanking all passengers for an enjoyable journey, and inviting everyone to disembark at their convenience. Reluctantly, Madison and David tore themselves from one another, getting dressed and packing their belongings back into their suitcases. He pulled her into a final, passionate embrace at the door of their stateroom, kissing one another as lovers once more before returning to the life of mother and son.
Their flight home was quiet, as both of them had fallen asleep almost as soon as the plane started moving. As they drove home from the airport in their separate cars, both Madison and David contemplated the days ahead. How would they return to normalcy after the immeasurable intimacy they had shared over the past few days? And did they even want to?
For David, a message in his phone's backlog of text messages seemed to provide a possible solution. One of his wealthier classmates had secured the use of his parents' lake house for a few days, beginning the next morning. He had invited their entire senior class to what promised to be several days of post-graduate debauchery, although the original invite had been swallowed up in David's email inbox at some point during the cruise. Based on updates from friends, only a fraction of those invited were going to show up, but it sounded like there would be an interesting cross-section of their entire class present. In any case, an unsupervised, alcohol-fueled gathering of newly graduated high school seniors seemed to him to be his best bet at getting over the myriad of confusing emotions he was experiencing about his mother.
Madison was in the living room watching television when he went to inform her that he would be making the drive to the lake house the next day. She seemed uncharacteristically disinterested in the whole thing, merely nodding her approval with a quiet "Mmmhmm." It put him off to see her so aloof, but he didn't blame her. He could tell that she, too, was struggling with her own emotions. Although he wanted to hug her and comfort her, he knew that it would simply lead to more complications for both of them. Instead, he simply sulked back to his own bedroom, closing the door behind him.
When David left the house around 10am the next day to drive to the party, Madison was still uncharacteristically in her room with the door closed. Normally she would have been up and about already, running errands or at work. David remembered that she'd gotten an extra day off when she planned for the trip, and decided not to bother her, although he wanted very much to check in on her and let her know he was leaving. He turned up the radio and rolled down the windows as he made the drive, trying his best to drown out his inner turmoil. When he arrived at the party late in the afternoon, he saw that a good number of people were already there and the drinking had begun. Someone handed him a beer almost immediately, and looking around the house and surrounding property, he could see samplings of all the various high school cliques, still mostly keeping to themselves. It was still early, though, and he suspected that it wouldn't be long before they were all intoxicated and mingling. Taking a sip of his beer and doing his best to push Madison from his mind, he made his way inside.
By early evening, everyone at the party was intoxicated enough that the old high school social barriers were starting to crumble. David found himself laughing and generally having a good time with a mixed group of football players, cheerleaders, drama kids, and everyone in between. Despite having gotten louder and more inebriated, the party as a whole had not yet gone completely out of control, although he got the feeling that everyone was just waiting for a little push. That push came from the back patio, where a sudden outburst of catcalls and cheers attracted the attention of the whole party. As he crowded around with everyone else to see what the commotion was all about, David saw that Stacy Winters, one of the popular "hot girls" of their class, had locked lips with a very stunned but very excited Danny Hinrichs, who was most well-known for having played Magic: The Gathering during every lunch hour of his four years in high school. As she did her best to shove her tongue down his throat, he had gotten his hands underneath her tank top and skirt, yanking the top up so that her D-cup breasts poured out from underneath, and hiking up her skirt to reveal a deceptively innocent pair of polka dot panties. David didn't know the backstory of what had set off this coupling -- he suspected some variation of truth and dare -- but it didn't matter. Stacy and Danny had become the spark that would ignite the rest of the party.
As the sun went down and darkness set over the lake house, David found himself standing in the middle of the living room, his fly undone and his cock standing proudly in a full erection. Kneeling before him, to his surprise, was Ivy Lee, their class valedictorian and, as the rumors would have it, a virgin. She was dressed innocently enough, in a baby blue t-shirt with some sort of cartoon character on it and a pair of jeans that was neither too tight nor too loose, but it was evident that she would be ditching her innocent reputation soon enough. Her cheeks were flush with a rosy hue from the alcohol she had been drinking, and her almond-shaped brown eyes widened with anticipation as she sized up his cock. Standing in a row next to David were two other guys, and kneeling in front of them were Sarah Kent and Pauline Ortiz, Ivy's long-time study partners. It was clear that all three girls were looking to shed their innocent nerdy image before going away to college -- Ivy League schools for all three of them -- and Pauline had already taken the lead on that, eagerly sucking the hard cock that had been presented to her. Sarah followed suit shortly thereafter, and then Ivy did the same, wrapping her pink lips around David's shaft and beginning to suck and bob.
True to her reputation, Ivy was inexperienced but a fast learner. After spending some time just licking, kissing, and sucking her way along David's hard shaft, she had quickly found a technique that had him turning into putty in her hands, sucking and slurping his swollen head with her tongue and lips while jacking his shaft with her hand, aided by a thick, slick layer of her saliva. She had shed her t-shirt in the process, revealing her small but sexy breasts with nipples poking firmly out of her non-descript, flesh-toned bra. She laughed and giggled innocently at the way her actions caused his hips to jerk and his cock to twitch and she continued to pleasure him with her mouth. As the pleasure mounted David let his eyes fall closed, but as he did, his mind took over, and suddenly Ivy's Asian features morphed, her raven hair turning blonde and her dark brown eyes turning bright blue.
"I want to see you cum," Madison's voice teased seductively.
Looking down between his legs, he saw not Ivy, but his mother, eagerly sucking and slurping his cock. The pressure that had been mounting in his testicles began to build up even faster as he worked his fingers into her hair, fucking her mouth with his cock. He began to moan loudly as his balls tightened. She jerked his cock faster and faster, letting the tip pop out of her mouth so that she could stimulate his entire erection with her hand. Her saliva coating his skin squished noisily with each stroke.
David came with a loud groan, and by the sound of it he wasn't the only one. He opened his eyes and looked to his right, just in time to see Sarah showered in a spray of cum from the guy she had been blowing. Pauline's bare chest was already splattered with cum, the thick white fluid a stark contrast to the medium brown hue of her skin. Looking down in front of him, it took him a moment to adjust to the reality that it was Ivy, not his mother, kneeling in front of him, her face covered with his seed. A few errant globs of his pearly semen clung to strands of her black hair.
"Is everything all right?" Ivy asked quietly, sensing David's apparent confusion.
"Uh, yeah, yeah," he said, quickly coming up with a lie to cover. "That was just pretty damn good... it was your first blowjob right?"
"But hopefully not my last," she said with a proud smile.
David suddenly realized that there was a small crowd gathered behind him, mostly guys. Having seen what was going on, they apparently were clamoring to take a turn with Ivy and her friends as well. As he stepped away, Ivy was already unzipping the next guy.
The next two days flew by in somewhat of a drunken haze. Everyone at the party basically drank, sucked, and fucked until they fell asleep wherever they happened to be, and then continued where they left off the next day. As he drove home after the party broke up, most of the events were a blur, but the one thing that was clear to David throughout was his persistent desire for Madison, regardless of who he was hooking up with. Even when Ivy sought him out and offered him her virginity, he couldn't help but fantasize about his mother's body as he fucked Ivy, despite the lithe and attractive body that she'd apparently kept concealed under her plain clothes throughout high school. When one of his ex-girlfriends mounted his cock in one of the bedrooms of the lake house, David could only picture Madison's breasts bouncing as she rode him. Somehow, despite his best efforts to forget, every partner became Madison in his mind's eye. As he drove past the sign marking the city limits, he knew what he needed to do.
For Madison, the few days David was at the party seemed to drag on forever. It had helped when she returned to work, busying herself with preparations for the store's annual Fourth of July sale, but even still, she found herself restless and lonely at night. She first resorted to doing chores, tidying up around the house and making sure the laundry was all done. When those tasks ran out, she turned to alcohol, working her way through a few bottles of cheap table wine that had been stored away in the pantry for some time. But all the bitter wine did was lower her inhibitions and make her miss him more. Finally, she turned to masturbation, using her fingers, her toys, her detachable shower head, even pressing up against the dryer as it ran. She came every time, but she cried out David's name every time, and she always missed the heat of his body next to hers afterward. And yet, when she tried to refrain from masturbating in order to avoid fantasizing about him, she found that she was unable to sleep. As a result, by the day that he was due to return home, she was a tired wreck at work, barely holding it together through her shift.
To David's dismay, Madison's car was not in its parking spot when he arrived home. He had rehearsed what he was going to say on the way home, but as he waited around the house for his mother to return, his rehearsed lines slowly came apart as his nerves kicked in. On top of that, he was tired from several days of partying, and before his mother got home that evening, he had fallen asleep on his bed, still dressed in his day clothes.
Despite her exhaustion, Madison stayed at work later than usual. The store was a mess, and it had taken her crew an extra hour to get everything tidied up after closing. She was eager to get home and collapse into bed, but then she saw David's car as she pulled into her parking spot, and suddenly she was awake with a rush of nerves, excitement, and fear. She had missed him and was excited to see him, but she feared her own reaction. She didn't know if she would be able to keep herself from him, to maintain the proper boundary between mother and son. She didn't know how she would react emotionally to him, especially knowing that he'd been drinking and presumably fucking other girls for the past few days. Her hands trembled as she opened the door to their apartment, and she was almost relieved not to find him in the living room waiting for her. A light was on in the hallway leading to the bedrooms, and his bedroom door was open a crack, a narrow beam of light shining out from within.
She poked her head inside his room and felt her face soften into a smile as she saw him, passed out on his bed that was now a little too small for him, one arm dangling off the edge. She walked over to his bedside quietly, and for just a moment he was her little boy again. But as she softly tousled his hair and placed a kiss on his forehead, she took in his scent, and it triggered a memory in her mind of the way he smelled as he held her in his arms, his manhood buried inside of her and bringing her to intense pleasure. She let her lips slide from his forehead down to his mouth and she placed a soft, lingering kiss. He didn't move, still asleep, as the tip of her tongue poked out and slowly traced the line of his lips. Then she pulled away, heart pounding and hands shaking.
"I love you, David," she her voice trembling slightly and filled with sadness.
Then she left, retreating to her own room. What Madison hadn't realized was that David had in fact been awake. Her hand mussing his hair and her lips on his forehead had roused him from his slumber, but before he'd been clear-headed enough to move or speak, she had pressed her lips to his. It had taken some effort on his part not to return her kiss and pull her into his bed right then and there. He laid in bed for a few minutes after she left, pondering whether her words had been an expression of maternal love, or if the sadness he had heard in her voice was meant to signal something more. She hadn't known he was listening, of course, but maybe...
Madison had slipped out of her work clothes and into a short satin robe when she heard the door to her bedroom open, and she turned to see David standing in the door looking at her.
"Oh, you're up," she said, tugging on her robe to make sure that it was closed. "I was going to let you sleep."
"I love you too, Mom," he said.
She laughed nervously, replying, "I know you do, David. I've never doubted that."
"No, that's not what I meant," he said, his voice insistent. "I love you, Madison."
The way he invoked her name caused the realization to hit her like she had just run into a wall. Suddenly her entire body felt weak, and her heartbeat seemed deafeningly loud as her face grew heated with emotion.
"David... are you... no, stop," she stammered. "You can't say things like that."
"I can if it's true," he persisted. "And I know you feel the same way about me."
She suddenly felt tears welling in her eyes, tears of sadness as well as shame. She felt as if she had failed as a mother, even as her heart swelled with joy at the possibility that he was in love with her.
"David, don't," she said, her voice barely above a whisper, as the first tear rolled down her cheek. "I-If this is really about the sex... don't toy with my heart like that."
He stepped toward her, closing the distance between them. "I would never. I couldn't stop thinking about you these past few days. All I wanted was to be here with you. I love you."
"Oh god, I love you too!" she cried, tears now streaming down her cheeks.
She flung herself toward him, throwing her arms around his neck as their mouths met in a wet, passionate kiss. He recoiled a brief moment at the intensity of her assault on his mouth but quickly recovered, kissing her back with just as much desire and ferocity. She felt his hands at her sides, fingertips gripping her waist through her robe, pulling her tightly to him. She tightened her hold on him as well, so that she was clinging to him by the crook of her elbow.
"I never want to let you go," she murmured between kisses.
His hands began working the sash of her belt and she offered no resistance, feeling the satin material fall open to reveal her body, fully nude save for a pair of panties. His hands crept up her stomach and found her breasts, gently palming the mounds of soft flesh. They continued to kiss as he touched her body, while she discarded the robe onto the floor behind her. Her hands fell between their bodies to fumble with his belt and jeans, finally unbuckling and unzipping his fly after what felt to her like an eternity. She could feel the heat radiating from his erection before her fingertips even reached it inside of his boxers.
Their foreplay had barely begun, but as soon as she touched his bulging manhood, feeling the silky skin of his shaft in her fingers, she knew she couldn't wait.
"Let's go to bed, David," she moaned into his lips. "Make love to me."
They moved to her bed together, and she bent over at the side of the bed, allowing him to tug her panties down over her ass and down her thighs. She reached to her nightstand as he stripped her of her last piece of clothing, opening up the drawer where she maintained a small supply of condoms, handing one of the packets to him.
"I need you inside of me," she whimpered, pressing her face and upper body into the bed and holding her ass up in the air, waiting for him. "Put it on and come inside me, darling."
She heard the crinkling of the condom wrapper as he tore into it, and then a few moments later he was pressed against her entrance, the throbbing hotness of his cock undiminished through the thin layer of protection. She pushed back onto him eagerly, and cried out in joy as the thick tip stretched her open, plunging into her pussy. She had gotten wetter than even she had realized during their brief foreplay, and she easily took his entire length, grinding her ass against his hips.
"Oh god, yes," she moaned, feeling a series of small contractions inside of her causing her vaginal walls to squeeze and hold him. "This... this is where you belong."
"Mmmmm, I've missed your pussy," he growled, running his hands over her bare ass.
"It's all yours baby," she replied. "I've needed you so badly."
Madison yelped in pleasure as he started moving, withdrawing slowly so that only the tip remained inside of her, and then thrusting back in until he was again buried to the hilt. She pushed herself back on to him, feeling her ass mash up against his groin and hips as she tried to draw him deeper into her body, aching to feel the mushroom head of his cock spreading open the deepest recesses of her canal.
"Oh honey... David..." she purred, as he sank himself deep into her body over and over again.
"God, you feel so good, Madison," he growled.
Madison shuddered in delight at the sound of his voice saying her name with such desire and affection. It truly reinforced to her that the two of them were a man and a woman in love. They found their rhythm quickly, his hands on her hips, guiding her body back and forth over the length of his turgid shaft. It was simple and intense, with "no frills," but neither of them cared so long as their bodies were bound together. It wasn't long before Madison was crying out, her back arching as she clawed at the sheets, muscles shuddering as the sensation of David's manhood plunging into her brought on a crashing orgasm. David's sexual exertions at the graduation party now bolstered his endurance, and he was able to continue driving himself into her even as she clenched and convulsed around him. Madison gasped in surprise as she felt the waning sensations of her first orgasm followed almost immediately by a second.
"Oh god, baby!" she whimpered, before burying her face into the mattress to muffle her screams.
Their love-making continued in the same fashion until Madison lost count of both the time and the number of back-to-back orgasms she had enjoyed. David's pace was unwavering but not relentless as he thrust himself into her welcoming folds at just the right speed to sustain her multi-orgasmic streak. By the time he began to groan and grunt emphatically, signalling the arrival of his climax, Madison's body was a quivering, sweaty mess, her muscles ached and trembled from the constant toe- and finger-curling of her orgasms, and her voice was hoarse from crying out in pleasure.
"Oh god, fill me," she panted, mustering strength in her abdominal muscles and hips to push herself back onto his cock, meeting his strokes. "Cum for me, David... cum for me."
The pressure of his fingertips digging into her waist intensified as she felt him swell inside of her. His pace suddenly surged and his hips slapped frantically against her ass. Although she was certain she didn't have enough left in her for yet another orgasm, her quivering pussy walls were so sensitive from her many climaxes that she screamed out from the rapid acceleration of his cock head piercing her depths.
"Fuck, I'm cumming!" he shouted. "Mom... Madison.... fuuuuuck!"
She cried out incoherently with him as she felt the twitching and spasms of his hard rod inside of her. The condom protected her fertile womb, but she imagined she could feel the white hot jets of his thick semen splashing her walls. He continued to thrust into her until the post-orgasmic sensitivity of his glans overwhelmed him, and their sweaty, tired bodies collapsed together onto the bed with his cock still inside of her.
"Oh my god... Oh David," Madison moaned softly, feeling his strong arms wrap around her. "Oh my baby... I love you so much."
"I love you too," he sighed, burying his face in the crook of her neck and shoulder, inhaling her scent. "I wish I didn't have to leave at the end of the summer."
"We'll figure something out, darling," she reassured him. The thought of being separated from her newfound love frightened her as well, but first she wanted to savor what time they had. "We can worry about that when the time comes. Right now I just want to love you and be loved by you."
"We can do that," he said softly, cradling her breasts in his hands and kissing her neck.
Madison smiled and craned her neck to one side so she could find his mouth with hers. Despite the uncertainty of the future, she felt safe, loved, and complete for the first time in years as she kissed her son.