by centrum1000 03/21/12
It started out like any other family vacation. My parents had rented a beach house to share with my father's brother's family for a week. In total, there were seven of us in five bedrooms. Because we were sharing the cost of the house we managed to get one large enough to easily accommodate all of us. There was a large main floor and basement, three bedrooms on the second floor, and two more on the third floor. My aunt and uncle, Ralph and Donna, took the master on the second floor and my two cousins, Jason and Amber, each had their own rooms. The remaining two bedrooms on the third floor were occupied by my parents, Marc and Jessica, and I took the remaining one. The third floor was originally an attic and art studio that had been converted into two bedrooms with a shared bathroom at the end of the hallway.
My name is Eric. I'm an eighteen year old high school senior. I'm on the varsity football team, I get straight A's and I'm obsessed with sex. Usually, I spend my days in class drooling over the hot girls. I've hooked up a few times at parties but due to my overwhelming shyness I never made it past heavy petting.
I spend most of what little free time I had trying to relive my fantasies with internet porn. Needless to say, I am your typical teenage hornball. Because of this fact, the one thing that I was looking forward to the most during this vacation was seeing pretty girls in skimpy bathing suits at the beach.
The house we rented was on prime beach front property. There was a large back porch that gave us some element of privacy from the public beach. The porch had all the usual beach vacation amenities; a high end barbeque, a large jacuzzi, an outdoor shower and a wide range of patio furniture.
We arrived at the house around 5pm and headed straight out to dinner. My father didn't get to see his brother very often and the few time that they did they mostly drank and told old stories that everyone had heard a million times. What made this night different, though, was that my mom and aunt appeared to be sharing quite liberally in the drinking too. It was clear by the end of the night that everyone had been over-served, but thankfully the restaurant was walking distance to the house.
On the way back to the house, I walked with my cousins trailing our parents. We laughed at them the whole way home. Twice my mother fell and eventually took her heels off for the remainder of the walk home.
Back at the house, everyone gathered in the living room. The old stories continued to flow along with the drinks. I managed to hide one of the vodka bottles in the kitchen so that I could join the party without anyone knowing and of course I let Jason and Amber in on the secret.
Around midnight, everyone was exhausted and ready for bed. My father and my aunt Donna took the lead on cleaning up as their spouses were too drunk to help. I followed my mother up to the third floor, wary of her falling on me with every step. She had worn a modestly revealing dress that night and as I followed her up the stairs my eyes fell right on the back of her thighs. I had never really had any sexual thoughts about my mother before, but between my natural tendency to sexualize every woman I saw and the alcohol I found myself focusing on her bare flesh and thinking about what was under her dress for the first time.
I slowed my pace so that I could more easily watch her as she slowly made her way up the stairs. Her muscles rippled underneath her soft, smooth flesh. I tried to distract myself from leering at my own mother, but every stumble of hers lifted the back of her dress further up her legs. The more of her flesh was revealed to me, the more I wondered what she looked like naked.
As soon as we were on the third floor I ran to my room. As soon as I was in the safety of my own private space I shut the door and leaned back against it panting. After several minutes, I heard the bathroom door shut and realized that I would have to wait. Thankfully, I knew just the thing to kill a few minutes. In no time at all I was naked on my bed jerking off to thoughts of my mother. Despite my best efforts I couldn't focus on anything but her.
I felt guilty thinking about my mother while pleasuring myself, but I couldn't help it. I kept picturing her bending over far enough that her dress would rise up over the curve of her ass revealing her panties to me. I then had to imagine what type of panties my mom wore. I settled on red satin bikini panties. In my vivid imagination I noticed how the material stretched across her ass with just a small indent between her cheeks. My hands were reaching out for her thighs as my cock erupted in my hand. I covered my chest in cum as my mind wandered.
After jerking off and cleaning myself up, I waited for her to return to her room but she was taking her time. I couldn't bear to face her after what I had just done. First, I heard the bathroom door open and shut and then something that I hadn't expected. My bedroom door slowly opened. I quickly pulled the sheets across my body as the dim light from the hallway poured into the room.
My mother stood in the doorway, but she wasn't wearing what she had worn to dinner. She must have gone to the bathroom to change into something to sleep in. But why was she in my room? Did she somehow suspect what I had just done? I didn't say a word and neither did she.
She leaned against the door frame looking radiant in the soft light. Her long dirty blond hair flowed over her shoulders. Her face was partially obscured by her hair, which rested gently across the tops of her breasts. She wore a very revealing piece of black lace lingerie that hugged her body and highlighted her generous curves. The two shoulder straps were completely covered by her hair. The neckline was deep enough to offer a tantalizing view of her chest though the thin translucent material that she wore did little to cover her and left her nipples fully visible. The mid-section of her negligee was nearly transparent. It consisted of a floral lace pattern that revealed her entire flat stomach. Through the thin material I was also able to see her panties, which appeared to be made of the same thin black material. The hem of her outfit ended just below her panties leaving her long gorgeous legs on full display.
Even though I had just jerked off, my cock was already rock hard again. Between the alcohol and my recent fantasy my mind was grappling with conflicting emotions, this was my mom after all.
I remained still as she looked at me. She had the kind of look on her face that you don't give to your children. She wore a look of pure sex. It was the type of look that you expect to see in a porn movie, but definitely not on your mother.
She broke the silence.
"What do you think? I wanted to wear something special, just for you." She pushed herself away from the door and drew her hands across her body, from her legs to her chest, as she spoke.
The effects of the alcohol were evident in her slurred speech. I didn't know what to say. I had to pinch myself to see if I was dreaming. The only thing that I could manage to say was, "Uhhhhh..."
She closed the door behind her as she entered the room which was now only barely lit from the moonlight entering the window. She walked over to the side of my bed and paused.
"I'm horny Marc. I need you." She reached out and lifted up the covers and tossed them to the side.
"Oh my. I can see that I'm not alone." She giggled a little as she spoke. Her eyes were glued to my cock.
My mother was standing over me, drooling over my hard cock, begging for sex. At least I understood what was happening now. She had somehow gotten mixed up coming out of the bathroom and mistook my room for hers. I could only assume that the alcohol combined with the dim lighting conspired against her. I attempted to speak up to tell her when she caught me off guard once again.
She reached for my hand and pulled me up. I was left sitting naked on the edge of my bed with my drunken, horny mother dressed in lingerie standing right in front of me. I took my time and enjoyed the sight before me. She was radiant. The moonlight cast a glow against her body. Her skin looked soft and supple. The only noise in the room was that of our breathing.
After releasing my hand, my mother pulled the hem of her nightie up to her bellybutton and hooking her thumbs into the elastic of her panties. I watched intently as she moved. Her pussy was visible through the front panel of her panties. I was in awe of what was happening before me. My mother then pushed her panties down her legs and stepped out of them. My mother's exposed pussy lay before me. This was the first time that I had ever seen one in person and it was perfect.
She clearly groomed it. She was covered by a thin patch of neatly trimmed dark blond hair running along the middle of her pussy. Through the thin tangle of hair I could make out the distinct mound of her pussy and the crevice that separated the two sides. After a moment that felt like an eternity I managed to tear my eyes away from her pussy long enough to look up at her face. She was biting her lower lip and staring back at me. It was clear what she wanted.
"Don't you want to fuck me Marc?" She was again running her hands across her body.
I'm not sure what came over me, but I had to say something. Even though she thought I was someone else, here was my own mother begging me to fuck her.
I had sealed my fate. Even though she was so drunk that she couldn't tell the difference between her husband and her son I was sober enough that I should have stopped it. I couldn't help myself.
My mother leaned forward and placing her hands on my shoulders she climbed onto my lap. Her bare thighs pressed against mine. She looked into my eyes and leaned in to kiss me. The heat from her body felt incredible against me as her breasts collapsed into my chest. Still too drunk to balance herself properly, she slipped on the edge of the bed and fell forward pushing me onto my back and leaving her next to me.
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