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Tempting Vacation (family, inc)
Jack King (sucsimim@hotmail.com)
***
Amy invites her boyfriend along on a tropical vacation with her,
her mom, and her mom's best friend. Ron's a shy young man, with a
god given physical attribute that seems to have gotten the
attention of his older travel companions.
**
As Amy discreetly stroked Ron's cock through his blue jeans in
the back seat of her mother's station wagon, he concentrated on
remaining motionless and quiet. It was getting more and more
difficult to keep still, as Amy had been gently tracing the
outline of his very hard cock for almost an hour as they drove
southward to Florida.
Ron still couldn't believe his parents had allowed him to go on
spring break with Amy and her mom. He knew a motivating factor in
their decision had been their fondness of Amy's mother, Pam. He
had overheard them say how sorry they felt for her having to bring
another woman into her daughter's life. They knew the entire
reason for the trip was to allow Amy to hook up with her father,
divorced from Pam for almost 3 years, and meet his new girlfriend.
Amy and her dad had kept fairly close since the divorce. Amy had
heard a lot about her dad's new companion, and was curious to meet
her. Pam, on the other hand, was not looking forward to it at all.
Due to her limited vacation budget, Pam had decided to drive to
Miami, then take a much cheaper flight to the Bahamian Islands,
rather than fly down from Nashville. The fact that Pam had decided
to help with her costs by inviting her best friend, Beth, didn't
upset Ron in the least. Beth had gotten divorced about the same
time as Pam, and at that time they decided to funnel their anger
and resentment from their failed marriages into their frequent
workouts at the gym. As time passed, their motivation turned from
pent up frustration to a genuine enjoyment in becoming physically
fit, not to mention the looks of admiration not usually given to
35 year old divorcees.
Ron could still remember one of his first dates with Amy, barely
2 months ago, and the sight of Pam as she stood in the kitchen,
talking to him, still wearing the sports bra and tight shorts she
had worn to the gym. Pam stood maybe 5'3", and while her body had
been nice before she began to work out, it was now not only
curvier, but also exceptionally firm. She and Beth did not lift
weights to the point of being muscle bound, but it would be most
difficult to find any fat on either of their bodies. Ron liked
being around both older women, they always treated him well, and
he just liked to watch them when they weren't looking.
Pam's breasts were well proportioned to her petite frame, and
garnered a second look from most every male that passed by,
(especially Ron) but it was her nicely toned ass that really
caused heads to turn. Her ass had always been good, but after
three years of sweat and determination, it was really a sight to
behold.
Ron had hidden his erection beneath her kitchen table on numerous
occasions as Pam bent and stretched innocently to retrieve items
from the cabinets, unknowingly displaying her best asset to her
daughter's horny boyfriend. He had anticipated more of a reaction
from Amy, as her mother was displaying her body, but Amy had acted
perfectly natural. As time passed, Ron came to understand that Pam
(and Beth) were so used to displaying their bodies around Amy,
that none of them seemed to give it a second thought.
Due to Ron's sheltered, Baptist upbringing, he had tried to
resist the thoughts invading his mind, but often found the
tempting sights presented to him too much for his young, untested
principles. He loved to hang out at Amy's house, even though he
often felt like a pervert for his attempts to discreetly view Pam,
and on the rare occasions, Beth. He also often had the problem
common to so many teenage boys, a near perpetual erection.
For Ron this was no small obstacle, although at the time, he had
no idea how unusual he truly was. Ron had taken countless showers
with his basketball team, but his penis seemed to be about like
all the other guys'. Ron had yet to realize the uniqueness he
possessed, for while his friends 2 to 3 inch flaccid penises would
grow to 5 or 6 inches when erect, his 3 inch soft dick got
significantly longer and thicker, to just over 8 thick inches.
Ron and Amy had both agreed when they began dating that they would
not have sex, they were smart kids and knew that in this day and
age sex was something you didn't do until the time was right.
They'd promised each other that they'd be smart about it and wait.
Ron had meant it when they agreed, but Amy was so sexy, and she
sure didn't dress like some pristine virgin. Between her mom and
her, Ron's dick was hard more times than not when he visited their
house.
They began gradually advancing toward more heavy petting, and were
now groping and teasing each other every chance they got. Amy had
only last Saturday actually seen his fully erect cock in all its
glory. Ron's dick had been the first one Amy had ever seen, much
less touched. She had found it extremely exciting the first time
she saw how her petite hand grasped its base, most of the shaft
still wavering above her hand.
Amy had been almost as sheltered as Ron (which probably explained
why they got along so well), but as a result, she was also
clueless as to how unusual her boyfriend's cock truly was. She
did, however, know that the first time she kissed and licked all
over his fat cock that she was enjoying it as much as he was.
Stretching her mouth to take the engorged head past her lips made
her hot and moist between her legs. Every night since Sunday, when
she had first discovered the thrill of licking and sucking on his
hard cock while parked in the church parking lot, she had sucked
Ron off. He always shot so much semen into her mouth, it was hard
to swallow it all, but Ron could tell she was getting better at it
each night.
Now, in the backseat of her mother's car, with Pam and Beth just
two feet away, talking about various inane topics, Amy continued
to stroke and rub up and down the length of Ron's cock, clearly
outlined down the leg of his tight jeans. He was afraid he would
cum in his pants if she didn't relent soon, and as much as he knew
he should make Amy stop, it just felt too good.
Ron attention was momentarily diverted from his crotch as Pam
steered her Honda station wagon onto a rest area exit ramp. As
soon as the car came to a stop, Beth and Pam made a quick dash to
the rest room.
As soon as they were alone, Ron leaned over and nibbled on Amy's
ear lobe as he said, "You're making me so horny, I can't take much
more! I wish there was time for you to suck me off before your mom
got back."
Amy purred a sexy little giggle, saying, "Good, I love to make you
horny, and besides, you can't be any less horny than me right now,
feel me." She then guided Ron's hand up her thigh, inside her
shorts, to her panty covered pussy. Ron could feel the heat
emanating from her even before he felt how completely soaked her
panties were.
Ron said, "Why are we driving ourselves crazy like this, its pure
torture."
Amy gave him a sly grin, and responded, "I have an idea, Beth will
probably go back to sleep while mom drives. If you think you can
handle it, I'll lay my head over in your lap, pretending to go to
sleep too, then I can give you a super silent sucking, and no one
will ever know, are you game?"
Before he could even consent, Amy told Ron to grab a pair of his
baggy shorts from the back, and go change from his tight jeans,
giving her easy access to him. Ron couldn't believe what they were
going to do, but he wasn't going to try and talk her out of it.
That was one thing he had liked about Amy from the start. She was
always bold and loved to take risks. Now that her sense of
adventure had surfaced as sexual escapades, he liked that part of
her even more.
By the time Ron changed and headed back to the car, some of the
granite in his cock had disappeared. His shorts were baggy enough
to conceal the still semi-swollen 6 inches of teenage prick
bouncing against his thigh. He held his jeans in front of his
crotch as he passed in front of the headlights, he didn't want it
to be too obvious he was no longer wearing any underwear.
He quickly climbed into the back seat, already shutting the door
when he realized Amy was no longer sitting across from him, but
she was instead in the driver's seat. Pam was getting comfortable
in the seat next to Ron. He fought the urge to panic, trying not
to immediately assume Pam and Beth were wise to their plan.
Amy looked back, and seeing the tension on Ron's face, explained
that her mom had decided that since the interstate was so
deserted, it would be a good opportunity for her to get some
highway driving experience. Amy had gotten her license several
months ago, but still hadn't really driven all that much. As Amy
spoke, Ron could feel his cock begin to shrink.
As Amy pulled the car from the lot, Pam said to Ron, "I see we had
the same idea, I had to get out of those hot pants too, hand me
yours and I'll put them in the back." She took his jeans and then,
kneeling, leaned over the seat back to put both their clothes
away. As she did this, the bright lights from the rest area
parking lot enabled Ron a clear view of Pam's body.
The shorts she was now wearing were quite short and tight and as
she leaned further and further into the back of the station wagon,
now looking for a pillow, just a hint of each firm, tanned ass
cheek peeked from beneath the white nylon shorts. Ron couldn't
tear his eyes away. He was helpless admiring the way her firm,
shapely thighs curved inward ever so slightly at the juncture of
her cheeks, and then how the sexiest butt he had ever seen in his
young life was straining to escape from the confines of her
shorts. His cock grew hard again almost at once.
His trance was broken by the sound of Beth's voice, "Hey, Pam,
grab me a pillow too if you can." Ron turned to the front, and
briefly locked eyes with Beth. He thought she had the slightest
grin on her face as he gaped at her like a kid caught with his
hand in the cookie jar. He felt his face turning 20 shades of red,
and he held his breath, hoping Beth would not say something right
then and there about what she had seen.
Pam settled back in her seat, passing a pillow up to Beth, and
then leaning her own pillow against the door for some sleep
herself. Beth turned back and didn't say anything. As he rode on
in silence, he slowly convinced himself that maybe Beth had only
seen him staring at his girlfriend's mom for a second, or maybe
she hadn't even noticed where his gaze was directed at all. After
several miles, Ron quite worrying about Beth having busted him
ogling Pam. If she did, she did. The way she and Pam dressed half
the time, they couldn't expect a red-blooded teenage not not to
notice them, even if they were old.
Pam tried to get comfortable against the doorframe, but she just
couldn't get to sleep. She was desperate, and knew she had to
sleep a couple of hours so she would be up to finishing the drive
in the morning. Finally, she turned to Ron, noticing he was still
awake, she said, "Ron honey, if you don't mind, can I lay this
pillow over on your lap so I can get some sleep, if I can just
stretch out a little, I think I can catch some Zs."
Ron, reeling in his guilt of having been nailed mentally undress-
sing Pam earlier, had been purposely thinking of basketball,
school, anything but the three women in the car with him. Thank
goodness, for at least as Pam placed the pillow across his right
thigh, his cock was completely flaccid, tucked safely away from
the pressure of Pam's head as she settled against the pillow.
With Beth safely asleep, and Amy concentrating on the road, Ron
attempted to check out Pam's body again. Although he knew she was
curled up next to him, the darkness of the night kept him from
being able to really see much. He figured it was for the best, and
eventually lay his head back to sleep.
Some time later, the beginning of the sunrise woke Ron from a very
realistic dream that he and Pam were doing it doggy style, right
there in the back seat. It took him a few minutes to realize where
he was, and that Pam was still asleep with her head in his lap.
The dream had given him a painful hard on, and it was pressing up
against the pillow right beneath Pam's head. Evidently, Pam had
shifted her body during her sleep, so that her head was positioned
closer to the middle of his lap. The thin pillow had shifted as
well, and while it still separated his boner from her cheekbone,
the edge of the pillow was barely past her nose. The result was
that Ron could feel the steady rhythm of Pam's warm breath against
his thigh.
He tried to concentrate on anything but Pam, and her breath,
hoping by some miracle that his cock would shrink down by the time
she woke up. But it was no use. He could actually feel his swollen
cockhead pressing into Pam's cheek. It was at such an angle that
he thought he might be able to press it to point down his thigh,
and lessen the pressure. He decided he would just try to shift his
leg a little, hopefully without waking her, and then press his
cock down, away from her face.
*
As Ron was planning his strategy, Pam was lying there, fully
awake. She had been awake for several minutes now, struggling with
the conflicting reaction she was having to Ron's young, obviously
hard, and apparently very large cock pressing against her face.
Her first reaction had been to bolt upright, but she didn't want
to make a scene and embarrass the poor boy. He was so sweet and
innocent, she was sure it would mortify him if she acknowledged
his erection.
Her plan had been to nonchalantly awaken and remove her head from
his lap as if nothing was out of the ordinary. But in the seconds
she remained there, planning how she would handle the situation,
she realized she was beginning to feel more than a sense of
concern for Ron's feelings. She could feel a stirring between her
legs, more intense than anything she had ever experienced without
actually being intentionally aroused. She had noticed Ron stealing
a second glance at her and Beth before, but he seemed so young,
she had just never thought of him having a physical reaction to
her. Besides, she had grown rather use to men, and boys for that
matter, admiring her body. She had come to like it when men took
second, and even third looks her way, but this feeling was
different.
The sense of power she felt she had inadvertently gained over Ron,
as well as, she reluctantly admitted to herself, the taboo of
having her daughter's teenage boyfriend respond in such an
animalistic, involuntary manner was having quite an effect on her.
She had quit thinking about a plan of disengagement, but was
rather content for the moment to enjoy her totally unexpected
reaction to this situation.
Ron, however, seemed to have other plans. In one fairly smooth
movement, he shifted his leg slightly, reached his hand beneath
the pillow to his crotch, and pressed his cock downward away from
her face, further down against his thigh. Pam initially decided
this would be the perfect opportunity to "awaken" from a deep
sleep, but then she realized the consequences of Ron's actions.
Evidently his shorts had ridden up his thigh during the night, and
as a result, the head of his penis was poking out of his leg
opening, past the edge of the pillow, only inches from Pam's face.
As much as she told herself it was wrong to stay there, feigning
sleep, she couldn't resist getting an up close view of the boy's
dick in the hazy light of the dawn.
Pam had been with exactly six different men in her lifetime.
Sometimes she felt like a slut when she thought of being with that
many men, but Beth would always tell her stories from her past
that made Pam feel downright puritanical. Maybe that was one
reason they were becoming such good friends, Beth was doing a lot
for Pam's self esteem. Beth seemed to have taken on as a personal
mission the goal of convincing Pam sex should be fun and enjoyed
without all the complications of a serious relationship. She had
certainly helped Pam mold her body into such form that she could
basically get any man she wanted into bed. It was just that Pam
wasn't yet converted into a one-night-stand type of woman.
In fact, she had not had sex with anyone since the divorce.
Therefore, the sight of Ron's teenage prick, swollen hard, and
throbbing with a purplish color only an inch or two from her nose
was making her mind and body react in ways she would never have
intended. None of the six penises she had seen in her past had
been as big as Ron's dick appeared to be. She could actually see
the lemon-sized head pulse a deeper purple each time Ron's heart
pushed blood through his young cock.
Pam had to force herself to concentrate on keeping her breathing
nice and steady, so as to still appear to be asleep. As a result,
she was pretty sure her breath was washing over the boy's dick in
front of her. She certainly didn't want Ron to know she was awake,
and aware of the situation, but she couldn't resist the perverse
thrill she got by purposely focusing her damp breath onto his
beautiful organ.
*
Ron's initial self-congratulations as to his deft maneuvering
quickly turned to near panic. Although his line of site was
obstructed by Pam's brown hair, he quickly realized what had
happened when he felt his hot cockhead exposed to the cool air
inside the car. Luckily Pam had not woken up when he shifted
things around, but now he could feel her hot breath only inches
from his naked cock. The early morning sunlight allowed Ron to
scan up and down Pam's curvy body as she lay sleeping on the seat
next to him.
He quickly decided that wasn't helping matters, as he saw the
tanned curve of her waist exposed as a result of her tee shirt
having bunched up toward her breast. His gaze was broken when Ron
noticed Beth stirring in the front seat. Not wanting her to bust
him again, he quickly looked back toward the road, as Pam's hot,
moist breath lingered across his cockhead. He knew he had to wake
her up without her seeing his prick. So in one motion, he gently
reached his hand to her chin, and as he turned her face upward,
away from his cock, he scooted the pillow and his shorts down his
thigh with his left hand. At the same time he began to speak
loudly about making a stop at the next Cracker Barrel for
breakfast.
He kept the pillow over his crotch, and he was certain Pam had
been sleeping so deeply that she didn't realize she was awake
until she was sitting upright next to him.
*
As soon as Pam scooted back up to sit next to the opposite door,
she felt a wave of guilt rush over her. She had purposely taken
advantage of her daughter's boyfriend without his knowledge and
deliberately teased him. She kept telling herself it was wrong and
disgusting, but she couldn't quite force herself to erase the
feeling that had overtaken her virtually against her will. She
knew she hadn't planned any of what had transpired, and she
rationalized, nobody really was hurt in anyway. As long as she
kept it to herself, no one would ever know what she had done.
After all, Ron thought she was asleep the whole time, she was sure
of that. She had gotten to know Ron pretty well over the months
Amy had been dating him. His overwhelming characteristic was
shyness, followed closely by politeness, and she was fairly sure
those traits along with his religious upbringing would ensure he
was probably feeling as guilty about what had happened as she did.
As Pam thought it through, she realized that part of the thrill
had been the very fact that Ron was like he was. To know he was
likely trying as hard as he could not to react to her, and that he
responded anyway was what had really made Pam's juices flow. The
fact that he likely had the biggest dick she had ever seen was the
added bonus to the whole situation. Pam finally decided it had not
been that big of a transgression, and she closed her eyes to
replay the entire scene in her mind. As much as she had enjoyed
teasing her innocent victim, she promised herself she would not
let anything like that happen again.
The steel rod in Ron's shorts managed to soften enough for him to
slip from the car to the Cracker Barrel restroom without being
noticed by anyone. Once safely in a stall, he firmly stroked his
cock back to life, envisioning Pam once again with her head in his
lap, only in his fantasy she was leaning closer and closer to his
prick, until her tongue swiped slowly up his exposed shaft, and
encircled his swollen head. This image was all Ron's tortured dick
needed to erupt into the ball of toilet paper he held in his free
hand.
After his pent up sexual frustration began to subside, Ron began
to feel guilty for thinking of Amy's mom in such a lewd way. He
could only imagine what she would think of him if she knew what
had happened in the car, and what he had just pictured her doing
to him. He promised himself he would try not to let her invade his
fantasies the rest of the trip, and besides, his plans for the
week ahead with Amy should alleviate any need for fantasies of any
kind.
The remaining few hours of the drive to Miami went uneventfully,
and by the time they had parked the car and gotten to the airport
terminal, they still had a couple of hours before their flight.
Beth and Pam went shopping in one of the airport boutiques,
leaving Amy and Ron alone for the first time since they left
Nashville.
As they strolled through the concourse, Amy said, "I can't believe
my mom ruined the little adventure I had planned for the car. I
was so hot, and then to have to drive for three hours. I feel so
sorry for you; I had been teasing you for so many miles. And then
when my mom laid down with her head on your leg, it is a good
thing you weren't still hard, she would have felt it for sure."
Amy looked at Ron's face, and knew from his expression immediate-
ly, saying, "Oh my god! Tell me you didn't have a hard-on while
she was laying there."
Amy's smile as she said this helped Ron feel a little less awkward
as he responded, "Well, no, I mean I didn't at first. Then I fell
asleep, and I had a dream about you." He lied, knowing there was
no way to tell her of his actual dream. "When I woke up, I was
pretty hard, luckily your mom was sound asleep."
"It's a good thing," Amy said, "I don't think mom has even seen a
naked man since the divorce, no telling what she would have done."
Ron wondered exactly what Amy meant by her last comment, curious
as to if she had expected some type of disgusted reaction, or did
she mean a sexual response by her mom. Surely not the latter, but
what if...Ron's thoughts were interrupted when Amy continued, "I
sure know what I would have done if I had been her. I would have
slipped your big dick out and sucked as much as I could into my
mouth, then licked it and kissed it like a great big lollipop."
Hearing Amy talk like that was getting Ron excited, even as he
looked quickly around to make sure no one could hear what she was
saying. "You better stop talking like that Amy, or else I will get
arrested for indecent exposure,' Ron said, directing her gaze to
his crotch with a nod of his head.
"Oh my, I really should do something about that, don't you think,
I mean our trip has only begun, I sure don't want you to spend the
rest of it in the Miami jail because your dick was poking out of
your shorts." They both giggled at her comment, even as Amy led
Ron by the hand to try and find a place to be alone.
"I thought I had noticed these on the way in," Amy said as she led
Ron to a section of cubicles designed for business travelers to
access their email accounts. "Let's try the one in the corner."
They walked past all the other cubicles, until they reached the
one in the back corner. The only access to this particular one was
the way they had just come, and the way it was laid out, only a
portion of the person's back using the computer would be visible
from someone walking by. This section of the airport was not too
crowded at the moment, so when Amy pushed Ron down into the seat
and dropped to her knees, half her body beneath the console, he
was pretty sure no one had noticed them.
As Amy unbuttoned his shorts, Ron admired the sight of her body
before him. Amy resembled her mother greatly, she was a little
more lean than Pam and her breasts may have been a little bit
smaller, but her ass was not far from that of her mom. He had seen
many boys at school practically knock each other over to get in
position to walk up the stairs behind Amy on game days, when she
was wearing her cheerleading uniform. Now, as she pulled his erect
cock from his shorts, her tank top fell away a little, giving Ron
a sexy view of her firm, well shaped boobs as they strained to
escape from the lacy bra that looked to contain no more than half
of each tanned globe.
Amy wrapped one hand around the base of Ron's dick. Ever since
last weekend, when she had first grasped his penis, Amy had found
she always grew excited at the sight of her tiny hand holding his
thick shaft. Ron was nervously glancing over his shoulder, not
wanting to be discovered. Even though he knew no one could see Amy
without walking almost inside their cubicle.
He inadvertently let out a gasp as he felt Amy's lips begin to
plant soft, moist kisses all over his dick. He looked back to
her, watching as she had her eyes closed, grasping his cock with
both hands, as she deliberately licked and kissed up and down his
prick now jutting from his open fly. The expression on her face
was as if she were totally lost in her actions, completely unaware
they were in the middle of the Miami International Airport.
Perhaps the nervousness Ron felt for that very reason was delaying
his orgasm. He looked past her face, noticing how Amy's skirt had
ridden up her thighs exposing her purple panties. When he looked
back to Amy's face, there eyes locked, and as if she was reading
his mind, she removed one hand from his cock, even as the
remaining hand began to stroke up and down his shaft, in unison
with her slowly bobbing head. She dropped her hand to her panties,
and slipped it past the waistband to touch herself. Her hips
immediately began to move in response to the action her fingers
were obviously taking beneath the cotton panties. Seeing the
purple material move over her knuckles, as she appeared to be
fingering herself, seemed at the time to be a sexier sight to Ron
than if she had been totally nude.
Ron's balls were growing tight to his body, as he gazed at his
girlfriend fingering herself with the same passion with which she
began to stroke and suck on his dick. They had both been trying to
remain quiet, but as Amy's body rocked harder and harder against
her hand, and her mouth sank deeper down Ron's cock, she let out a
muffled moan. The sight before him, the sound of her moaning, and
the danger of the situation, was quickly pushing Ron past the
point of no return.
Then, from nowhere, as he was watching Amy's mouth devour his
cock, Pam's face appeared in her place. "I don't think mom has
even seen a naked man since the divorce, no telling what she would
have done," Amy's words from a few minutes ago flashed through his
mind as his image of Pam's face, sucking on his cock seemed to
actually convey her pent up need.
Ron had not intended to think of Pam at this time, but now he
seemed to have no choice but to envision Amy's mom sucking
hungrily on his big hard prick. In his mind he could see her
rubbing his cock against her cheek as she said "Ron, I need some
cock so bad, it has been too long, I don't care if you are Amy's
boyfriend, your cock is just so fucking big and hard, please, can
I suck on it some more?" With that, he erupted into Amy's mouth
with a tremendous orgasm and as he shot load after load into her
mouth, he managed to force Pam's face from his mind and
concentrate on his girlfriend.
Amy was doing her best to swallow it all, but as her own orgasm
overtook her, she pulled Ron's still spewing cock from her mouth
and pressed her face against his thigh in an attempt to conceal
her moaning. Several streams of semen shot across her tank top
before she could regain her composure and suck him back past her
lips to drain his remaining cum. Ron pointed out the pooled cum
slowly soaking into her top.
They quickly came to the conclusion they had nothing to wipe it up
with, then Amy gave Ron a wicked little grin and said, "Well, this
should give you something to think about for our plane ride to the
island," and she stood up slightly, reached beneath her skirt and
pulled her panties down, and off her legs. "These are way too wet
for me to wear anyway," she said with a grin, then she wiped up
the remaining semen with them, wadded them up and stuffed them in
Ron's pocket.
They both stopped by the restroom to straighten up some before
meeting back up with Pam and Beth. Ron was beating himself up once
again for his improper thoughts about Pam. He tried to convince
himself that since it was unintentional, he shouldn't feel so
guilty about it. And besides, he was probably unconsciously
thinking of Pam due to the earlier incident in the car. Plus,
Amy's ambiguous comments about her mom's likely reaction to
finding Ron with a boner had obviously played a part as well. He
just had to try and prohibit himself from viewing Pam in a sexual
manner for the rest of the trip.
Amy and Ron arrived at the boutique just as Beth and Pam came
walking out. Ron knew at once his plan to limit his sexual
thoughts about Amy's mom would be a losing battle. She and Beth
were wearing knew dresses.