Vacation With Sexy Mom 8211 Part 3
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I am sharing the second part after almost a year. So, Sorry for that. I will come with the next part sooner. Now let’s continue with the story.
After climaxing herself, Malini wore the bathrobe provided by the hotel. Now that we have paid to stay in such a luxurious hotel, we should make good use of it, was her thought behind it. Before, she was reluctant to wear as she mostly wears a saree or other traditional dresses. But now she has changed her mind.
Another benefit of wearing the bathrobe, which she thought would help tease her son. She wanted him so bad inside her, but she wanted to play hard to get. She donned the bathrobe and tied its knot along her waist, making her hourglass figure more noticeable. It exposed more of her cleavage.
She stepped out of the bathroom and found Anil still sleeping. It was already 9 am. She jumped up on her son’s underwear-clad body. Startled, Anil woke up.
“Wake up, beta, we need to go visit some beaches today. I am so excited to swim on these beaches,” Malini said, sitting up on his waist.
While hearing this, Anil saw his mom in this bathrobe which showed off her cleavage. The flesh there seemed so round and perky. The skin there looked so smooth and polished. Her body was smelling amazing as she had bathed. The bathrobe also exposed Malini’s thighs.
Anil was seeing it for the first time as she always used to wear sarees. He wondered whether she had worn anything under her bathrobe or not. He was already having morning wood. His mother sitting up across his waist in the vicinity of his morning wood made his cock even order.
He wanted to feel her pussy with his cock, at least touch it. He tried pumping his cock upwards to touch her pussy lips. Later he would regard this incident as an accident if he gets scolded by his mother. Yes, he did manage to touch him, but he felt her soft underwear instead. Malini quickly felt what had happened.
“Are you hard again? Oh yes, these may be the morning woods that young boys have in the mornings, right?”
“Yes, mom,” said Anil embarrassingly.
Anil secretly wished that his mother would again use the magic of her hands and relieve him from his raging boner. Rather, he heard his mom asking him to take care of it himself. They were going to spend the rest of the day on the beach, and Anil would be in shorts.
Anil went into the bathroom and jacked himself off by recalling the touch of his mother’s hand on his cock. Her fingers were scratching his balls. Her smooth bare leg across his abdomen. It didn’t take him long enough to cum.
When Anil used to watch porn alone, he used to think that he takes a lot of time to cum and felt pride in that. But, last night, he had cummed way earlier than expected when his mom was wanking him off. And even now, in this shower, he didn’t take long.
The myth he had created and believed by himself was busted. It made him feel sad about himself. All dreams he had thought about satisfying girls with his wonder cock were disappearing from his imagination.
They spent the afternoon shopping as it was too hot to be out on a beach. Anil told his mom that this was Goa. Nobody who comes here wears a saree on a freaking beach. She was reluctant to wear any other form of dressing as she had not worn them before.
Anil filled her with confidence that she would look good in them even though she hadn’t worn them before. Thus, she finally managed to convince her to at least wear shorts and a t-shirt. It wasn’t completely beachwear, but it was a major upgrade from a saree for sure.
Anil found his mom too attractive in this new outfit. Anil was roaming on the beach shirtless, flashing his muscular torso and his abs. He was receiving stares from other girls. His mom was noticing it.
Anil also ogled at other girls’ bikini-clad bodies. But all these bikini-wearing girls were foreigners, Russian mostly. Some of them were beautiful, but Anil didn’t like that pale skin of them. It looked like an underside of a lizard. Indian girls’ skin is best, was what Anil thought.
But he still ogled at those girls as he wouldn’t get many opportunities of seeing girls in bikinis in India. They spent the day visiting different beaches and enjoying the views. Anil enjoyed his mom sitting behind him on the Scooty they had rented for their stay. A typical thing every Goan tourist does.
On their way back home, a boulder came under the Scooty’s front wheel, losing balance. To stop them from falling, Anil tried to balance the scooty and successfully managed to do so. But his wrist got sprained due to force. Malini then drove the scooty to a doctor.
The doctor just suggested some painkillers. He said the pain might linger for 3-4 days, but the wrist will recover naturally. Malini was happy that there was no fracture. Anil also knew that not having a fracture was good news, but he wasn’t relieved from the pain in his right wrist.
But soon, he was about to find out that the sprain was a blessing in disguise. They were in the room. Malini recalled that they had spent that whole day so well except for that little mishappening on their way back. She called her husband went into the balcony to continue the conversation further.
Anil was lying in his bed with the phone in his left hand. He hadn’t noticed until now how little he could do the tasks with his left hand. Even holding his phone was a difficult thing. He was scrolling through Instagram. As usual, he came across hot beautiful girls. It sparkled the lust within his loins.
He decided that he would uninstall Instagram before doing the no-nut November thing if he ever wanted to. He went to sleep, tired from the pain. He woke up directly the next morning. He thought he hadn’t had a better sleep. It was probably due to the painkiller pills.
When he turned his head towards his mom, he saw that she was already staring at him.
“Are you feeling okay?” Malini asked. “How’s your wrist?”
“The painkillers seem to be working, I guess,” replied Anil.
“Well, that’s good, but I see you have got another morning wood. I am going for a shower now. Take care of that till then,” said Malini, pointing at his hard-on. Malini knew she was playing her game so well.
She went into the bathroom. But obviously, Anil couldn’t help himself with his broken right hand. He tried with his left hand, but it couldn’t just happen. He thought the hard-on would go away if he just peed.
It was an attached washroom. The glass separated the toilet and the shower area. He was allowed to enter when he told his mom that he had to pee badly. While peeing, he got glimpses of his mom in just her bra and underwear. But in fear of getting caught sneaking at her, he left the toilet quickly.
Malini stepped out of the bathroom wearing just a bathrobe, the same as yesterday. She saw that Anil hadn’t dealt with the bulge in his shorts yet. She interrupted him using the phone and addressed the issue. She got to know what the situation was and knew that she had to play her cards right.
“Don’t appear too eager,” she told herself.
“I know, it’s awkward, but should I help you with it again?”
“If it’s that necessary, then okay, I guess,” replied Anil, even he was trying not to sound so eager. He had realized now that it was a blessing in disguise. He could compromise his wrist for a handjob from his mom in a bathrobe.
“Yeah, it is unhealthy if we just let that be.”
She didn’t consider dressing up first. She laid down beside her son. Put her hand across his abs and chest while looking him in the eye. Then she lifted the waistband of his shorts. Anil co-operated by lifting his butt, and then Malini pulled them shorts below his knees.
Anil then shook them off completely with his feet. Malini brought her hand from his knees to his groin. The hand grazed his thigh’s hair before it was wrapped around the base of his cock. She also nudged his balls with her fingers.
Just like before, she kept her thumb pointing at the top and just gave one little pump. Then again put her hand across his abs and muscular chest. Sweat was forming up there. She was teasing him now. Again she grabbed the cock. She pulled down the foreskin until the helmet was completely exposed.
Anil felt a slight discomfort at that as his skin wasn’t pulled that far before.
Malini kept her strokes long and slow. She knew this was most pleasurable for men from her experience with her husband, and this was his son only.
Although her son had a bigger cock than her husband, the same logic must apply, she thought. Every time she stroked with her thumb pointing upwards, her thumb nudged the ridge of his cock’s helmet. That was an ecstatic experience for Anil.
Besides this, he felt his mother’s boobs being crushed on his chest through the bathrobe. She was leaning in on his tall body while reaching for his cock. Malini was teasing Anil by stroking his cock slow and neat as her hand oscillated exactly between the tip to the base at a steady speed.
She knew this wouldn’t make his last any longer. She did so anyway. Although she wanted to feel his cock in her hand longer, she had a bigger plan cooking in her head.
And indeed, Anil couldn’t last much longer, or he could have cum even quicker than yesterday. Malini could feel Anil’s hip thrusting. She had her half bodyweight on him while jerking her son off. But still, the intensity was such that her body weight couldn’t restrain his thrusting hips while coming.
And the cock got even bigger expanded her fist when it exploded the cum. Malini could only imagine how it would feel if Anil came inside her. She came back to her senses and wiped the pool of cum off Anil’s stomach.
Anil wanted to spend the day lying on this bed while his mother would jerk him off every time he got a boner. But that wasn’t going to happen, at least yet. They still went out and roamed around Goa. Anil couldn’t drive the scooty. So now he was a pillion, and his mom was driving the scooty.
Malini asked Anil to hold on to her on the road to avoid falling and getting even more injured. Anil put his left hand around her waist to hold her. He was expecting the touch of the material of the sari. But instead, he found the smooth touch of her skin.
He thought of removing it, but he didn’t. He spread his palm on her stomach, even more, trying to touch as much as skin he could. Earlier, he was calling it a stupid idea of his mother to wear a sari in Goa. But now, he felt lucky that she did. All that smooth skin touching had already given him a boner.
But he didn’t let his mom know by the fear that she wouldn’t let him touch her if she knew. He wished that they never stopped anywhere and kept going so he could keep feeling her stomach. When they reached the hotel back, both of them had to take a shower.
Malini ordered Anil to go in first and get done with his bath. Anil hopped in the bathroom, stripped down completely, and got the shower running. He again realized how useless his left hand was. He couldn’t even apply soap properly to himself. He just left that soap alone and just used water to clean himself.
He then got out of the bathroom and told mom that she could go next. Malini entered the bathroom and stripped down into her bra and panty. Today she hadn’t satisfied herself. All the jerking off Anil in the morning and him touching her navel with his left hand while driving the scooty.
She just had to masturbate. This was also the reason to let Anil go first in the shower. Later she could use all the time she wanted to for herself. She relived all those moments earlier while fingering herself. Anil’s cock in her hand. His hand was on her stomach.
How hot it was, and how close it was to her pussy what if he had untied her sari there itself. She just lost herself in fantasy. She took the soap in her hand to use it on herself to clean her after masturbating. She found the soap dry.
She thought that Anil hadn’t any real bath and just acted as if he had taken his bath out of laziness. She had found him faking his baths earlier as well, back home.
She yelled at him through the door, and they had a small argument. Anil was correct here. He had taken a bath. He couldn’t explain why the soap was dry if he had used it. He told her that he couldn’t use it with his left hand. His right hand was injured.
Malini had some OCD and was adamant that he should use soap as much as possible with his left hand to get cleaned. She couldn’t share the bed with her like that. And the argument went on for a couple of minutes.
Malini put on her petticoat and didn’t care about covering her torso, which was clad in her bra. She called Anil as she told him that she would put soap on him and get it done.
Anil again was in a mixed state. He wanted to get applied soap by his mom. It involved her touching him, and also, he was hesitating. He went with his first feeling. Anil hadn’t changed out of his towel yet. When Anil entered the bathroom, his eyes latched on to Malini’s bra clas boobs.
They had a great shape, although they had slight sagginess as any middle-aged woman would. But there’s something different with such women. He could not also ignore the navel, which he had enjoyed touching earlier with his palm.
“Oh man, that’s some sight,” he thought to himself while seeing his mother like that. He didn’t try to stare hard, though. He feared that it could upset mom. He could lose all those privileges that he was enjoying on this amazing vacation.
Malini, too saw her son’s eyes lingering on her half-naked torso. It gave her some different kind of satisfaction. Anil informed her that he wasn’t wearing any underwear beneath the towel.
“I have been helping you with your hard-on for 2 days. So, I don’t think there is any problem,” said Malini, refraining from using the “jerking off” phrase.
To this, Anil unwrapped his towel and hung it on the handle. He was now standing completely naked in front of his mother in the tight space of the shower.
Malini quickly got the soap and started applying it to Anil. His neck, his shoulders also slightly massaging them, then his chest, underarms, his stomach. Anil was using all his nerves to feel her hand on his skin. He knew it was wrong, but he had to feel it. This resulted in him getting a boner.
It touched Malini’s bare stomach, and that’s when she noticed it and looked at it with wide eyes. Anil quickly apologized for it.
“I have already seen it and helped you with it so, it’s okay,” said Malini.
Malini bent down now, applying the soap to his thighs. She had completely ignored applying the soap to his groin area. Then she applied the soap to his buttocks as well, giving them a slight slap in the process and giggling.
Given Anil’s tall figure, she couldn’t reach his calves and feet comfortably. So she had to get on her knees to reach there. To that, she said, “It was much easier to give you s bath when you were a kid.”
Now Malini was on her knees. Anil’s cock and ball sack was near her face, specifically her eyes and forehead. She could see all the hair on his balls. But somehow, she maintained her focus on applying soap on his muscular calves and then onto his feet.
Suddenly she grabbed his erect cock and started stroking him. To answer the surprise on Anil’s face, she said, “I had to help you with it before going to sleep anyways. Didn’t I?”
“So, I thought I just should do it now.”
The POV for Anil was invaluable, seeing his mom in her bra on her knees in front of his naked body with his cock in her hand. What more could he have asked for? In such a position, Malini had complete access to his cock.
She used both her hands to stroke her son’s cock. Sometimes used one of her hands to massage his hairy balls. It was something new and soothing for Anil. Malini realized how nice a cock her son had while she was using both hands on it. And his balls, they too, were of a good size.
Maybe she should do this often, she thought to herself. ‘Maybe tomorrow morning as well, I could help him a bath. Or should I jerk him off in the bed itself?’ She had just started to get into details, and she heard Anil moan.
She felt his hips thrusting forcefully. Malini loves it, and she realizes that he is about to explode his cum now. But she hadn’t realized that this time the cum wasn’t going to land on Anil’s stomach.
Anil exploded. The first drop landed on his mom’s face, close to her nose and on her cheek. The remaining spurts of cum landed on her boobs which were uncovered by her bra. That was a dream place to cum for Anil. But he knew he had to apologize for it, at least for the sake of it.
‘Flabbergasted’ could be the only word to describe Malini after her son cum on her face and also on her boobs. Never in her life had she imagined that this would happen. And the amount of cum on her boobs was huge. Those sacks had semen-producing mega-machines.
She told Anil that he was completely clean now and asked him out of the shower. She let that cum linger where it had landed for a while, enjoyed the smell of it, and cleaned it.
The story of the will be continued.
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