Annual Vacation with Mother

As Ice’s mom put down her bags in the hotel room and stretched her travel weary arms over her head, Ice looked at her body as it stretched at the thin fabric of her sundress and wondered for probably the hundredth time that day what that body looked like underneath those clothes. His infatuation with his mother had slowly grown over the years starting when he was a teenager and following him throughout his life well after he had his own children. She was fit and attractive, that’s what drew him to her physically. And she was a wonderful mother that he loved dearly, which drew him to her emotionally. His imagination was already starting to go wild as she set down her complimentary “fresh squeezed Florida lemonade” and then let her arms fall to her sides and fell back onto the bed, not caring that her dress was riding dangerously high on her toned legs.

“I”, she stated mater of factly, “am going to take a nap.”

“C’mon mom, we just got here, your not getting old on me are ya?” Ice joked. He was hoping they could have gone to the pool right away so he could see her in her tasteful swimsuit. Classy or not, she couldn’t hide her curves from him in that skin tight piece.

“Ugh” she sighed, “I just need a little nap, give me 45 min and I’ll be ready to go smart mouth.” Disapointed but happy to have finally arrived at the hotel, ice said “fine. I’m gonna go check out the digs and be back for you.”

She wordlessy waved her understanding as she closed her eyes and let the fatigue of the trip soak into the bed and out of her tired body. Ice took in the surrounding area fro the balcony for a few minutes and then crossed back into the sleeping area on his way out the door.

“Bye mom” he said as he walked by

When she didn’t respond he paused at the entrance to the living area an looked back.

“Mom?” he repeated with a smirk on his face. Still nothing.

His eyebrows shot up as he thought,” wow, what a heavy sleeper”! He walked to the bed and looked at her a moment, then a thought occurred to him. “Mom.” he said I a normal conversational tone. No response. “Mom” he said again a little louder.

Three times he did this, raising the volume of his voice each time until she twitched just a little. He was surprised at how loud he had to get before it disturbed her slumber. He left the room wondering just how heavy a sleeper she was at night time. Would she notice if he felt her breast through her pajamas, or peeked under the covers at her pussy? These thoughts left him preoccupied as he wandered aimlessly through the hotel and out to the pool. After about 35 minutes he slowly started making his way back to the hotel room. When he arrived his mom was still breathing easily as she slept, so in a daring move he stripped his clothes off and took his swimsuit into the bathroom with him. Just being naked in the room with his mother only 6 feet away had been a rush. As he readied the water to rinse off the grime of travel before heading to the pool, he thought of how amazing it would feel to have her touch his cock, to feel her breasts, smell her sex. As he fantasized his cock began to grow as did his incestuous lust. In a bold move fueled by passion he cracked open the bathroom door and looked out. She was still laying motionless, drifting in a sea of unaware bliss. Ice crept out of the bathroom and stood next to her with his engorged cock sticking straight out over her face. He slowly pumped his fist up and down his swollen cock as he looked at her sleeping form. He thought about seeing her face covered in his cum, thought of her yawning and licking her lips, inadvertently letting his semen fall into her mouth and swallowing it down. These images stuck in his mind as he pumped faster and harder, then as he neared the moment of no return he realized he had no place to deposit his load. Frantically he searched as his balls boiled over with cum and his eyes fell on the lemonade his mother had brought up with her. He slipped of the lid and spilled his seed into it in long forceful jets of warm cum.