Wife Fucked Hard By Stranger On A Cruise Ship
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“It is impossible for me to fully explain how this happened,” I whispered to Jill as she rolled over on top of my body and I slid my cock into her for the first time.
“Let’s not try to explain,” she whispered as she rocked against my hard cock and shuddered with the pleasure my penetration caused. She looked down at me, her large breasts swayed seductively as she said, “from this angle you look just like your Dad.”
She is 46, I’m 26 and for the last 22 years I had called her Mom. Dad shacked up with her for about 6 months when I was 4 and then he simply vanished from our lives leaving a note that “Larry will better off without me.” I was too young to understand and Jill became my mother, not by law, marriage, or biology. She simply took over as my Mom and was always there for me with unconditional love.
It is hard to explain how I could end up in bed with her but I will try to explain. I returned from college and a summer internship with the big news that I had been hired by a large accounting firm with a great signing bonus. I told Mom we’d take a vacation neither of us had ever had. Mom always dreamed of a cruise in a tropical setting and with my big bonus I made this happen.
When I booked our cruise I worked with a travel agent in the town where I would be working since they were a customer of the firm and I wanted to make sure I supported our customers. We flew to Florida and checked in for our seven day cruise. A steward showed us to the cabin and when she swung the door open for her Mom said, “Oh my, this is not what I expected.”
It was a small cabin with a large window looking out the side of the ship but instead of it being a two bedroom and setting room suite it was this tiny little cabin with twin beds. One along the side of the ship and the other along the wall between us and the next cabin.
I turned to the steward and said this must be a mistake, “you will need to lodge your concern at the front desk,” she said and offered to escort me there.
“I’ll get this fixed,” I said as I left Mom behind in the cabin.
When I returned I had to break the news to her, the travel agent had made a booking error and since the ship was filled to capacity they could only offer a refund and we could return home or use the cabin that was booked.
“We can make this work,” Mom said as she looked around the tiny cabin. “It is charming, don’t you agree?” she said with a worried look on her face.
I had always had my own bedroom growing up and this felt very personal to be in such a small space but she was after all the woman who raised me without question or concern. “Why should this bother me?” I thought in my mind.
We decided to go to the pool deck for a cocktail with the plan that Mom could come back to the cabin to change for dinner while I waited for her. Setting beside the pool and chatting with Mom felt so different than being at home. She simply beamed with joy at being on this cruise. We felt the ship shudder a bit as it began moving away from the pier. It was quite loud with the noise of the ship departing and all the conversation near us.
Mom leaned sideways towards me and said, “we are off, this is so grand.”
What was disturbing was I saw down the front of her blouse, for the first time in my life I saw something I had never seen, her breasts. Oh yes I had noticed her mature figure, she had always been full figured and guys used to lewdly tease about “your Mom’s rack”. But that was youthful remarks that didn’t change the fact that she was my mother.
No this view was of a 46 year old woman with large breasts held inside a thin silky top and based on my view, no bra! I felt my cock respond, this was another first. I had never been one of those that jerked off with visions of Mom in my head. I had dated a couple college women and knew all about sex, as a younger student in school I had jerked off thinking of classmates. Now I was looking at what had to be the most beautiful pair of breasts I had ever seen.
I had noticed her outfit on the airplane and she seemed like always, Mom. But what was different was her less than supported look, which was different. I could swear I saw her nipples poking through the fabric on the airplane but with the striped design of the fabric I thought it was just a fold in the fabric.
Mom put her hand on mine, “You are just a dear to do this trip for me,” and she took a sip of the fruity cocktail we had ordered. My cock had thoughts of something other than the drinks as I tried to forget the view down her top but couldn’t erase it from my mind.
“You Dad always told me he’d take me on a cruise, but somehow that didn’t work out.” Mom said.
“You miss him?” I asked.
“No, he was a rascal, there were things about him that I loved but he simply wasn’t cut out to be a one woman man.” She said.
“I never understood why you didn’t see other men,” I said.
“I was married before I met your Dad, I am sure I told you about that, but he divorced me when he found out I couldn’t have c***dren. Then your Dad, well it was so hurtful I decided you would be the only man in my life.” Mom said with that wistful look of a tough decision made so many years ago.
“I would never abandon you, I am not my Dad,” I promised.
“I know Larry, you are such a sweetheart,” and she bent towards me and kissed my cheek and this time her top gapped open and I was looking at her large areolas topped with a perfect nipple begging to be touched. I shuddered knowing my mind was twisting all of this in a weird direction.
“I have never asked,” Mom said as she sat up and sipped her drink, “are you seeing anyone on a steady basis?”
“Not really,” I said thinking of my last date with a woman that had more looks than brains and seemed so stuck on herself that we shared nothing but a bed. “There is time for that once I get settled in my job.” For some reason thoughts of Mom’s tits and the view of them had me hard and throbbing and I felt embarrassed and ashamed that I would think of her in a sexual way.
The ship was moving out into open water as I mentioned we should get dressed for dinner. “You should go back to the cabin,” I said, “how long do you need before I come for you?”
Mom’s chair sk**ded away from the table as she started to rise and I grabbed her hand before the chair toppled over. I held her from falling as she leaned forward in an awkward position. Her skirt slipped up her thighs and I could clearly see between her legs. Her nylon panties were pulled tight against her and showed a perfect indication of her crease hidden behind the pale blue nylon.
I stood pulling her upright and I saw her eyes locked on my crotch and knew I was showing the arousal from the view down her blouse and now the view between her legs. She blushed as she stood and looked into my eyes. There was something in her expression that I had never seen before. I had enough experience with women to recognize what I thought was arousal, I ignored it, “Mom would never…” my thought trailed off as Mom gathered her purse and said, “I am sorry to be so clumsy,” and as she turned she glanced down, my erection still tented in my trousers.
I quickly took my seat to avoid any other glances at a 26 year old getting an erection over his mother. I swallowed the last bit of the drink and ordered a scotch rocks. I needed to dull the arousal I felt was building beyond my control. My mind filled with accountant stuff, I loved math and recited the formula for net present value of money in my head. I thought of debits, credits, accruals and spread sheets filled with rows of numbers. I tried to think of anything to get the images of her body out of my head.
I watched the time and as I rose I felt like the evidence of my arousal had passed. “This is impossible,” I thought as I walked along the row of cabins on our deck. “Was I so horny that I’d fantasize about the woman that raised me, the woman I called Mom? How sick is that?” I asked myself. When I got to our cabin I knew I was presentable and tapped on the door.
I went in and Mom was standing in front of a wardrobe mirror, “Does this look okay?” she asked as she turned towards me.
“You look beautiful,” I said as I grabbed my sport coat and tie. Mom looked my way and her eyes darted down and then back up. I knew I had worried her displaying an erection so prominently at the pool deck.
“I’ll be just a minute,” I said as I started working with the tie. Mom walked up to me, “let me help you Larry,” she said and her fingers brushed against my neck as she fussed with the tie. Her perfume filled my head, I recognized it as one my last girlfriend would wear and I tried to put that woman out of my head. She had the most seductive way about her and I didn’t want my mind filled with thoughts of the sex we had shared.
“You look so much like your Dad,” Mom said as she turned my collar down.
“Do you worry that I will turn out like him?” I asked.
“No dear, neither of us knew your mother but what I see in you other than looking like your Dad is something entirely different in you manner.” She said as I pulled on my jacket, “I would think you got your personality from your mother.”
“Then that means I got my personality from you,” I said.
As we left the room Mom put her arm under my arm and we walked arm in arm down the long hallway towards the dining room. The narrow hall was just wide enough for two and as another couple approached Mom turned and pulled me close making room for the couple to pass. I could feel the swell of the side of her breast against my arm as the couple passed. Mom didn’t move for a moment and I looked at her, “are you okay?” I asked.
“Yes just having a moment,” she said as I felt her arm drop from mine and brush against my crotch. “Sometimes I see couples, like those two, and I wonder what I have missed all these years. But it is too late for me now, I have you and that is all I need.” She said as I felt her arm circle my back and pull me to her. Her tits pressed against me and out of reflex my arm went around her.
Unlike this afternoon I could feel she was wearing a bra, the strap was very wide and for some stupid reason I wondered, C cup or D?” I felt my cock start to harden as Mom kissed my cheek, “Thank you Larry for being so good to me with this cruise.” She said.
We moved down the hall with my mind whirling with indecent thoughts about my Mom, “was what she just said code?” I wondered. When she said I was all the man she needed did that mean something else? And was that brush of her hand an accident, the closeness of the hallway? I had no answers and began repeating formulas and definitions in my mind again to stop my thoughts of her in a sexual way.
After dinner the band played and couples began going to the open floor between the tables to dance. Some were very good at it, others just hugged and moved to the music. I looked at Mom, there was a wistful look on her face and regardless of the sexual arousal I had felt a couple times today I knew the right thing to do.
I stood, extended my hand, and said, “May I have this dance?”
Mom stood and we began moving around the floor. I heard her sigh, “it has been years since I danced,” she said, “my ex-husband and I went dancing a lot but that was the last I had a man that wanted to dance with me.”
I felt her pulling me closer and I obliged. Her breasts pressed against me just like in the hallway. My hand slid down her back and I could feel her dress slip against her body. She was warm and full figured but moved like she was floating on a cloud. Her perfume filled my head again and I knew my cock was responding to the closeness. The music changed and Mom closed the distance between us and I felt her pelvis rub against mine and in an instant my cock was hard and pressed against her.
I had tried to keep my mind away from the arousal I had felt and now there was no denying I was aroused. Mom put her head on my shoulder and I felt her press her pelvis against me as she kept me pulled against her. When the music stopped she looked at me while still standing very close. “Should we go back to our cabin?” She said as if not a question.
“I’m sorry Mom,” I said as she stepped back, “I’m sorry I spoiled this evening.”
“You stop that Larry, there is nothing to be sorry about,” she said as she took my hand and we walked out of the dining room. We walked arm in arm without saying a word. I was so ashamed of myself and had no idea why I was responding to her this way
As we got to our cabin I unlocked the door and pushed it open a crack, “I’ll let you have some privacy getting ready,” I said as Mom pushed the door open.
“Oh my!” she exclaimed and I looked in the cabin. The beds had been pushed together to form a king sized bed. I looked at Mom and said, “I will get a steward…”
Mom shook her head and interrupted, “It will be fine, it is a huge bed for two.” And she walked into the room and softly closed the door. I waited in the hallway running everything through my mind. I had never considered Mom as anything other than a mother. Now I had feelings that I couldn’t explain.
The door opened a few inches, “Give me a minute Larry and then you can come in,” she said. I saw the lights go out and stepped the room. The only light in the room was the full tropical moon shining through the window. I stripped out of my clothes and wished I had brought pajamas. I hesitated wearing nothing but a t-shirt and my boxers.
“I am on the left,” Mom’s voice came out of the darkness and I knew she meant my left because that is where her voice came from. There was barely more than a foot between the wall and the bed as I made my way to my side of the bed. I slipped under the thin sheet knowing the warmth of the tropics meant it was more than enough.
“I had a wonderful evening,” Mom said. “The food was great, so many interesting people to talk to, and the most wonderful dance partner,” she finished as I felt her move on the bed. She must have rolled onto her side and I felt her hand extend under the sheet. “Larry?” Mom asked.
“Yes,” I said wondering if this would be an awkward moment as I knew it was a question.
“Larry you were a perfect gentleman tonight. Please don’t let anything spoil the most magnificent evening that we shared.”
I reached out and felt for her hand and our fingers touched, it was like electricity passing between us and I wondered if she felt it or if it was simply my own desires. “Sleep well,” she said and her hand retreated.
The sound of the ship’s propeller throbbing in the water was the only sound in our cabin. Mom’s breathing became steady and slow and I knew she had gone to sleep. I tried to clear my mind but the scent of her perfume and knowing her body was in the same bed filled my brain. I finally drifted off to sleep.
I dreamed that a woman was lying next to me, her bare breasts were against my arm as her hand found my erection inside my shorts. Her touch was light and hesitant and then more deliberate. I moved with her hand and the pleasure was unmistakable. I stirred, the hand did not stop, I opened my eyes and knew it was not a dream.
I turned my head, the moonlight shed its blue glow across our bed, Mom was naked beside me, her hand was the hand I thought was a dream. “Are you awake?” Mom asked as she continued stroking my hard cock.
“Yes,” I whispered.
“Should I stop?” she asked as I felt her cup my balls and then return to my cock that throbbed with anticipation. I didn’t know how to answer. “Larry I saw something in you today and I felt something that I have long denied. I have spent years telling myself that I had no interest in a man in my bed, I was wrong. I saw your arousal and I felt the need to be with a man. If this is wrong I will stop.” She said.
I responded by rolling toward her and running my hand across her breast. Her nipple hardened as I ran my palm over it. “I don’t want you to stop, do you want me to stop?” I asked as my hand moved down across her tummy and I brushed the back of my hand across her hair covered pubic area. She said nothing but pushed her pelvis against my hand and I could feel the heat and dampness that signaled her readiness for me to continue.
I turned my hand and cupped her sex, she was wet and my middle finger slipped between her folds. She gasped as my hand touched her and I stopped, “Don’t stop Larry, no man has touched me there since your Dad, oh that feels so good,” she said as she buried her face against me. I slid my finger up to her clit that was swollen and hard and felt her body jerk each time I made a pass around it. I felt her open her legs and took the cue to slide down her wet slit until I felt her vagina.
I slipped my middle finger in slowly and she arched her back trying to drive my finger in deeper. She let go of my cock and rolled onto her back. I followed her by lying across her breasts and began to probe deep inside her with my finger. She moaned from deep inside and I knew I was getting to the right place. Her legs parted giving me full access to her pussy and I slipped a second finger in. She was so tight yet so wet.
I felt her thick warm arousal on my fingers and could hear the sound as my fingers moved inside of her. I could feel her movements, small at first but as her passion rose so did her movements and it only took a couple minutes before she clamped her legs together trapping my fingers inside her as her orgasm took over her body. She rode her orgasm out with my hand deep inside of her and when I felt her relax I had this deep desire to kiss her.
I don’t know how many times in the 22 years she acted as my mother that she’d kiss me on the cheek or forehead, but I wanted her lips on mine. As I was trying to make the decision she did what I was wanting. Mom moved her head and our lips met, and when her lips parted I probed with my tongue. She broke this kiss and took a deep breath as she pushed me off of her and swung her leg over. She knew what she wanted and as confused as I was I accepted it.
I have had women ride me before, but never with the intensity as she did at that moment. My cock was deep inside of her as she rocked back and forth. Her large breasts brushed across my chest. I put my hands on her hips as she rocked and pulled her to a stop. “It’s okay Larry,” she said, “I can’t get pregnant; I want to feel you cum inside of me. I need it so badly.”
I arched my back and thrust into her as our bodies slapped together and when my lust was at a peak I groaned and thrust deep inside of her releasing my cum. She rocked against my cock never letting it come unseated from her pussy and then I felt her cum. Her muscles clamped down on my cock and her fluids mingled with mine in this blinding moment of mutual orgasms.
At the moment our two bodies became one in this act of unbridled passion and lust and Jill became my lover. I would never forget her acceptance of me as a c***d but now it was time for two adults to discover what my Dad left behind. At 46 Jill became my wife aboard the cruise ship and our honeymoon was pretty much restricted to a tiny little cabin with a king sized bed.
“It is impossible for me to fully explain how this happened,” I whispered to Jill as she rolled over on top of my body and I slid my cock into her for the first time.
“Let’s not try to explain,” she whispered as she rocked against my hard cock and shuddered with the pleasure my penetration caused. She looked down at me, her large breasts swayed seductively as she said, “from this angle you look just like your Dad.”
She is 46, I’m 26 and for the last 22 years I had called her Mom. Dad shacked up with her for about 6 months when I was 4 and then he simply vanished from our lives leaving a note that “Larry will better off without me.” I was too young to understand and Jill became my mother, not by law, marriage, or biology. She simply took over as my Mom and was always there for me with unconditional love.
It is hard to explain how I could end up in bed with her but I will try to explain. I returned from college and a summer internship with the big news that I had been hired by a large accounting firm with a great signing bonus. I told Mom we’d take a vacation neither of us had ever had. Mom always dreamed of a cruise in a tropical setting and with my big bonus I made this happen.
When I booked our cruise I worked with a travel agent in the town where I would be working since they were a customer of the firm and I wanted to make sure I supported our customers. We flew to Florida and checked in for our seven day cruise. A steward showed us to the cabin and when she swung the door open for her Mom said, “Oh my, this is not what I expected.”
It was a small cabin with a large window looking out the side of the ship but instead of it being a two bedroom and setting room suite it was this tiny little cabin with twin beds. One along the side of the ship and the other along the wall between us and the next cabin.
I turned to the steward and said this must be a mistake, “you will need to lodge your concern at the front desk,” she said and offered to escort me there.
“I’ll get this fixed,” I said as I left Mom behind in the cabin.
When I returned I had to break the news to her, the travel agent had made a booking error and since the ship was filled to capacity they could only offer a refund and we could return home or use the cabin that was booked.
“We can make this work,” Mom said as she looked around the tiny cabin. “It is charming, don’t you agree?” she said with a worried look on her face.
I had always had my own bedroom growing up and this felt very personal to be in such a small space but she was after all the woman who raised me without question or concern. “Why should this bother me?” I thought in my mind.
We decided to go to the pool deck for a cocktail with the plan that Mom could come back to the cabin to change for dinner while I waited for her. Setting beside the pool and chatting with Mom felt so different than being at home. She simply beamed with joy at being on this cruise. We felt the ship shudder a bit as it began moving away from the pier. It was quite loud with the noise of the ship departing and all the conversation near us.
Mom leaned sideways towards me and said, “we are off, this is so grand.”
What was disturbing was I saw down the front of her blouse, for the first time in my life I saw something I had never seen, her breasts. Oh yes I had noticed her mature figure, she had always been full figured and guys used to lewdly tease about “your Mom’s rack”. But that was youthful remarks that didn’t change the fact that she was my mother.
No this view was of a 46 year old woman with large breasts held inside a thin silky top and based on my view, no bra! I felt my cock respond, this was another first. I had never been one of those that jerked off with visions of Mom in my head. I had dated a couple college women and knew all about sex, as a younger student in school I had jerked off thinking of classmates. Now I was looking at what had to be the most beautiful pair of breasts I had ever seen.
I had noticed her outfit on the airplane and she seemed like always, Mom. But what was different was her less than supported look, which was different. I could swear I saw her nipples poking through the fabric on the airplane but with the striped design of the fabric I thought it was just a fold in the fabric.
Mom put her hand on mine, “You are just a dear to do this trip for me,” and she took a sip of the fruity cocktail we had ordered. My cock had thoughts of something other than the drinks as I tried to forget the view down her top but couldn’t erase it from my mind.
“You Dad always told me he’d take me on a cruise, but somehow that didn’t work out.” Mom said.
“You miss him?” I asked.
“No, he was a rascal, there were things about him that I loved but he simply wasn’t cut out to be a one woman man.” She said.
“I never understood why you didn’t see other men,” I said.
“I was married before I met your Dad, I am sure I told you about that, but he divorced me when he found out I couldn’t have c***dren. Then your Dad, well it was so hurtful I decided you would be the only man in my life.” Mom said with that wistful look of a tough decision made so many years ago.
“I would never abandon you, I am not my Dad,” I promised.
“I know Larry, you are such a sweetheart,” and she bent towards me and kissed my cheek and this time her top gapped open and I was looking at her large areolas topped with a perfect nipple begging to be touched. I shuddered knowing my mind was twisting all of this in a weird direction.
“I have never asked,” Mom said as she sat up and sipped her drink, “are you seeing anyone on a steady basis?”
“Not really,” I said thinking of my last date with a woman that had more looks than brains and seemed so stuck on herself that we shared nothing but a bed. “There is time for that once I get settled in my job.” For some reason thoughts of Mom’s tits and the view of them had me hard and throbbing and I felt embarrassed and ashamed that I would think of her in a sexual way.
The ship was moving out into open water as I mentioned we should get dressed for dinner. “You should go back to the cabin,” I said, “how long do you need before I come for you?”
Mom’s chair sk**ded away from the table as she started to rise and I grabbed her hand before the chair toppled over. I held her from falling as she leaned forward in an awkward position. Her skirt slipped up her thighs and I could clearly see between her legs. Her nylon panties were pulled tight against her and showed a perfect indication of her crease hidden behind the pale blue nylon.
I stood pulling her upright and I saw her eyes locked on my crotch and knew I was showing the arousal from the view down her blouse and now the view between her legs. She blushed as she stood and looked into my eyes. There was something in her expression that I had never seen before. I had enough experience with women to recognize what I thought was arousal, I ignored it, “Mom would never…” my thought trailed off as Mom gathered her purse and said, “I am sorry to be so clumsy,” and as she turned she glanced down, my erection still tented in my trousers.
I quickly took my seat to avoid any other glances at a 26 year old getting an erection over his mother. I swallowed the last bit of the drink and ordered a scotch rocks. I needed to dull the arousal I felt was building beyond my control. My mind filled with accountant stuff, I loved math and recited the formula for net present value of money in my head. I thought of debits, credits, accruals and spread sheets filled with rows of numbers. I tried to think of anything to get the images of her body out of my head.
I watched the time and as I rose I felt like the evidence of my arousal had passed. “This is impossible,” I thought as I walked along the row of cabins on our deck. “Was I so horny that I’d fantasize about the woman that raised me, the woman I called Mom? How sick is that?” I asked myself. When I got to our cabin I knew I was presentable and tapped on the door.
I went in and Mom was standing in front of a wardrobe mirror, “Does this look okay?” she asked as she turned towards me.
“You look beautiful,” I said as I grabbed my sport coat and tie. Mom looked my way and her eyes darted down and then back up. I knew I had worried her displaying an erection so prominently at the pool deck.
“I’ll be just a minute,” I said as I started working with the tie. Mom walked up to me, “let me help you Larry,” she said and her fingers brushed against my neck as she fussed with the tie. Her perfume filled my head, I recognized it as one my last girlfriend would wear and I tried to put that woman out of my head. She had the most seductive way about her and I didn’t want my mind filled with thoughts of the sex we had shared.
“You look so much like your Dad,” Mom said as she turned my collar down.
“Do you worry that I will turn out like him?” I asked.
“No dear, neither of us knew your mother but what I see in you other than looking like your Dad is something entirely different in you manner.” She said as I pulled on my jacket, “I would think you got your personality from your mother.”
“Then that means I got my personality from you,” I said.
As we left the room Mom put her arm under my arm and we walked arm in arm down the long hallway towards the dining room. The narrow hall was just wide enough for two and as another couple approached Mom turned and pulled me close making room for the couple to pass. I could feel the swell of the side of her breast against my arm as the couple passed. Mom didn’t move for a moment and I looked at her, “are you okay?” I asked.
“Yes just having a moment,” she said as I felt her arm drop from mine and brush against my crotch. “Sometimes I see couples, like those two, and I wonder what I have missed all these years. But it is too late for me now, I have you and that is all I need.” She said as I felt her arm circle my back and pull me to her. Her tits pressed against me and out of reflex my arm went around her.
Unlike this afternoon I could feel she was wearing a bra, the strap was very wide and for some stupid reason I wondered, C cup or D?” I felt my cock start to harden as Mom kissed my cheek, “Thank you Larry for being so good to me with this cruise.” She said.
We moved down the hall with my mind whirling with indecent thoughts about my Mom, “was what she just said code?” I wondered. When she said I was all the man she needed did that mean something else? And was that brush of her hand an accident, the closeness of the hallway? I had no answers and began repeating formulas and definitions in my mind again to stop my thoughts of her in a sexual way.
After dinner the band played and couples began going to the open floor between the tables to dance. Some were very good at it, others just hugged and moved to the music. I looked at Mom, there was a wistful look on her face and regardless of the sexual arousal I had felt a couple times today I knew the right thing to do.
I stood, extended my hand, and said, “May I have this dance?”
Mom stood and we began moving around the floor. I heard her sigh, “it has been years since I danced,” she said, “my ex-husband and I went dancing a lot but that was the last I had a man that wanted to dance with me.”
I felt her pulling me closer and I obliged. Her breasts pressed against me just like in the hallway. My hand slid down her back and I could feel her dress slip against her body. She was warm and full figured but moved like she was floating on a cloud. Her perfume filled my head again and I knew my cock was responding to the closeness. The music changed and Mom closed the distance between us and I felt her pelvis rub against mine and in an instant my cock was hard and pressed against her.
I had tried to keep my mind away from the arousal I had felt and now there was no denying I was aroused. Mom put her head on my shoulder and I felt her press her pelvis against me as she kept me pulled against her. When the music stopped she looked at me while still standing very close. “Should we go back to our cabin?” She said as if not a question.
“I’m sorry Mom,” I said as she stepped back, “I’m sorry I spoiled this evening.”
“You stop that Larry, there is nothing to be sorry about,” she said as she took my hand and we walked out of the dining room. We walked arm in arm without saying a word. I was so ashamed of myself and had no idea why I was responding to her this way
As we got to our cabin I unlocked the door and pushed it open a crack, “I’ll let you have some privacy getting ready,” I said as Mom pushed the door open.
“Oh my!” she exclaimed and I looked in the cabin. The beds had been pushed together to form a king sized bed. I looked at Mom and said, “I will get a steward…”
Mom shook her head and interrupted, “It will be fine, it is a huge bed for two.” And she walked into the room and softly closed the door. I waited in the hallway running everything through my mind. I had never considered Mom as anything other than a mother. Now I had feelings that I couldn’t explain.
The door opened a few inches, “Give me a minute Larry and then you can come in,” she said. I saw the lights go out and stepped the room. The only light in the room was the full tropical moon shining through the window. I stripped out of my clothes and wished I had brought pajamas. I hesitated wearing nothing but a t-shirt and my boxers.
“I am on the left,” Mom’s voice came out of the darkness and I knew she meant my left because that is where her voice came from. There was barely more than a foot between the wall and the bed as I made my way to my side of the bed. I slipped under the thin sheet knowing the warmth of the tropics meant it was more than enough.
“I had a wonderful evening,” Mom said. “The food was great, so many interesting people to talk to, and the most wonderful dance partner,” she finished as I felt her move on the bed. She must have rolled onto her side and I felt her hand extend under the sheet. “Larry?” Mom asked.
“Yes,” I said wondering if this would be an awkward moment as I knew it was a question.
“Larry you were a perfect gentleman tonight. Please don’t let anything spoil the most magnificent evening that we shared.”
I reached out and felt for her hand and our fingers touched, it was like electricity passing between us and I wondered if she felt it or if it was simply my own desires. “Sleep well,” she said and her hand retreated.
The sound of the ship’s propeller throbbing in the water was the only sound in our cabin. Mom’s breathing became steady and slow and I knew she had gone to sleep. I tried to clear my mind but the scent of her perfume and knowing her body was in the same bed filled my brain. I finally drifted off to sleep.
I dreamed that a woman was lying next to me, her bare breasts were against my arm as her hand found my erection inside my shorts. Her touch was light and hesitant and then more deliberate. I moved with her hand and the pleasure was unmistakable. I stirred, the hand did not stop, I opened my eyes and knew it was not a dream.
I turned my head, the moonlight shed its blue glow across our bed, Mom was naked beside me, her hand was the hand I thought was a dream. “Are you awake?” Mom asked as she continued stroking my hard cock.
“Yes,” I whispered.
“Should I stop?” she asked as I felt her cup my balls and then return to my cock that throbbed with anticipation. I didn’t know how to answer. “Larry I saw something in you today and I felt something that I have long denied. I have spent years telling myself that I had no interest in a man in my bed, I was wrong. I saw your arousal and I felt the need to be with a man. If this is wrong I will stop.” She said.
I responded by rolling toward her and running my hand across her breast. Her nipple hardened as I ran my palm over it. “I don’t want you to stop, do you want me to stop?” I asked as my hand moved down across her tummy and I brushed the back of my hand across her hair covered pubic area. She said nothing but pushed her pelvis against my hand and I could feel the heat and dampness that signaled her readiness for me to continue.
I turned my hand and cupped her sex, she was wet and my middle finger slipped between her folds. She gasped as my hand touched her and I stopped, “Don’t stop Larry, no man has touched me there since your Dad, oh that feels so good,” she said as she buried her face against me. I slid my finger up to her clit that was swollen and hard and felt her body jerk each time I made a pass around it. I felt her open her legs and took the cue to slide down her wet slit until I felt her vagina.
I slipped my middle finger in slowly and she arched her back trying to drive my finger in deeper. She let go of my cock and rolled onto her back. I followed her by lying across her breasts and began to probe deep inside her with my finger. She moaned from deep inside and I knew I was getting to the right place. Her legs parted giving me full access to her pussy and I slipped a second finger in. She was so tight yet so wet.
I felt her thick warm arousal on my fingers and could hear the sound as my fingers moved inside of her. I could feel her movements, small at first but as her passion rose so did her movements and it only took a couple minutes before she clamped her legs together trapping my fingers inside her as her orgasm took over her body. She rode her orgasm out with my hand deep inside of her and when I felt her relax I had this deep desire to kiss her.
I don’t know how many times in the 22 years she acted as my mother that she’d kiss me on the cheek or forehead, but I wanted her lips on mine. As I was trying to make the decision she did what I was wanting. Mom moved her head and our lips met, and when her lips parted I probed with my tongue. She broke this kiss and took a deep breath as she pushed me off of her and swung her leg over. She knew what she wanted and as confused as I was I accepted it.
I have had women ride me before, but never with the intensity as she did at that moment. My cock was deep inside of her as she rocked back and forth. Her large breasts brushed across my chest. I put my hands on her hips as she rocked and pulled her to a stop. “It’s okay Larry,” she said, “I can’t get pregnant; I want to feel you cum inside of me. I need it so badly.”
I arched my back and thrust into her as our bodies slapped together and when my lust was at a peak I groaned and thrust deep inside of her releasing my cum. She rocked against my cock never letting it come unseated from her pussy and then I felt her cum. Her muscles clamped down on my cock and her fluids mingled with mine in this blinding moment of mutual orgasms.
At the moment our two bodies became one in this act of unbridled passion and lust and Jill became my lover. I would never forget her acceptance of me as a c***d but now it was time for two adults to discover what my Dad left behind. At 46 Jill became my wife aboard the cruise ship and our honeymoon was pretty much restricted to a tiny little cabin with a king sized bed.
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