16 Year Old Morgan, Me and Her Mom

Two readers have requested more detail in sexual scenes. I will work on that.

For my 18th birthday, my dad gave me a cruise to Mexico. He didn’t go along. A buddy and I went. We both had fake id’s and planned to party the whole time and screw as many girls as possible. I didn’t see much of him, so I guess he got lucky.

However, I met a foxy girl, Morgan. She was only 16, so hitting the bars with her was out. She was traveling with her mom, Elaine, who was also very foxy for a woman in her late 30s. When her mom went ashore to shop, Morgan and I got very friendly. I had forgotten to bring condoms and so had she, but she assured me it was OK.

One morning about 10:30, I went to their cabin but Elaine said Morgan had gone on a shopping excursion on the spur of the moment. I started to leave but she suggested I come in. She had kind of a Mrs. Robinson look on her face, but not crude like Mrs. Robinson in the movie.

She asked me if I had eaten breakfast. When I said no, she said she hadn’t either. So she ordered room service, including a pitcher of margaritas. (They’re not just for breakfast anymore.)

After breakfast, Elaine put her arms around my neck. “Are you shcrewing my daughter?” (We were both already pretty buzzed. Ok, wasted.)

Oh, shit! Busted! She took my red face for “Yes”.

“It’sh OK” she said, moving closer to me. “I have told her that it’s shtupid to ask kids tuh wait until they’r murried. Ahr kids shupposed to take fucking cold showers for 10 or 15 yuhrs?”

“Um, uh uh” in said. I could have sworn that my voice changed about 6 years ago.

“Sho, are you making her happy when you shcrew her?