His mother came out of the bath fully dressed a few minutes later.
“Good morning,” she said.
“Morning,” he replied. “Is the bathroom free?”
“I need to do my hair and makeup but you’re welcome to it.”
Mike grabbed his clothes and stood, keeping himself covered, then went to the bathroom. He emptied his bladder then dressed.
After packing up, they went to the lobby for breakfast and rode the shuttle to the boarding area. It took about an hour to clear customs before they went to a holding area until time to board. At noon, the gate was opened, and they began walking along the pier to the gangway.
“My goodness, this is huge,” Cindy said in amazement.
“We’re going to have fun finding our room,” her son said taking her hand.
She looked up at him and smiled. “Did you see ‘Titanic’?”
“And ‘Poseidon Adventure’,” he replied. “I wouldn’t worry about it.”
Finding their cabin was actually very simple. It was deck ten on the outside. Stepping inside they were surprised to find their luggage already there. The cabin was well appointed with plenty of room for two. Mike plopped down on the bed.
“Nice,” he told her then sat on the couch. “This one, not so much,” he said.
They went out onto their balcony. They weren’t initially impressed since the view was nothing more than the side of another ship. As Cindy looked back inside all she saw was the large bed where she would be sleeping with her son. Mike could see she was anxious.
“Which is it, the ship or the bed?”
“I’m sorry. We’ll be fine,” she replied.
“Lifeboat drill in about an hour. Wanna unpack?”
“Might as well,” she agreed.
They began unpacking and Cindy took her toiletries into the bathroom. She laughed out loud then poked her head out the door.
“We may be sleeping together, but we definitely won’t be showering together. Come and look at this.”
Mike walked to her and grinned. He opened the shower door and nudged her in, then stepped in with her. Their bodies were right up against each other.
“Well, if we do shower together we’ll have to wash each other,” he said.
Cindy blushed as the warmth in her groin increased.
“Mike, let’s get back to unpacking,” she suggested anxiously.
They unpacked in about fifteen minutes then went looking for where they were to go for the drill. Finding it easily, they went searching for a bar. They got drinks and sat there until the klaxon sounded for the drill. Once dismissed from that, they went topside for the departure. Mike got them each a glass of champagne.
“To an awesome vacation with my beautiful date,” he said holding his glass up to toast.
“To surviving,” she replied.
They touched glasses and took a drink. Standing near the rail, Mike put his arms around her as they began moving seaward. Cindy tensed and Mike could feel it.
“What’s bothering you?” he asked.
“I’m just anxious. I’ve never been on a cruise,” she said.
That was true, but what was really on her mind was how horny she was and knowing she would be sharing a bed with her son for the next four nights. Mike was excited about the idea of spending time together and sharing the bed was a minor concern.
They found another bar before dinner and Cindy drank two more drinks. She had wine with dinner and then suggested returning to the bar afterward. Mike had never seen her have more than two drinks in an entire day.
“Cindy, you might want to slow down a little,” he cautioned.
“Hey, we’re on vacation. I’m relaxing.”
“Suit yourself,” he told her.
They spent the rest of the evening at the bar and Cindy drank quite a bit. When her speech began to slur, Mike suggested they retire for the night. He had to steady her as she walked.
Once in the room she went straight to the bathroom. His mother emerged several minutes later in her panties and bra, something she never would have done at home. She walked to the bed, pulled back the covers, and climbed in. Cindy was asleep immediately.
He had never seen her in panties and bra and had instantly gotten hard. Mike dimmed some lights and went to the bathroom. He picked up her shoes and discarded clothes and placed them neatly on the dresser. Mike undressed, showered, jerked off, then donning a pair of lounging pants, and went out and sat on the balcony. He stayed there for about an hour before coming back inside and getting in the bed. He fell asleep quickly.
Sometime during the night Mike woke when his mother’s leg moved over his and she snuggled up to him. Her thigh was on top of his crotch. His cock went from flaccid to rock hard quickly. He pushed her leg down, just above the knee, to extract himself. She returned it seconds later and this time rubbed her crotch against his thigh a few times. He could feel her moisture. After a few minutes she began moving again. Mike was in misery. He didn’t want to wake her, but in her drunken state he needed her to stop before it went further. She rubbed his leg for a moment then stopped again. She repeated this about every ten minutes for a couple of hours before finally rolling to her other side.
When Mike woke again he noticed that there was more light in the room. He was on his stomach with his left knee flexed toward his mother. Her leg was over his again and she was rubbing her pussy steadily against his thigh. Her wetness was obvious. She continued for several minutes, but rather than slow or stop, as she had done before, she seemed to get more into it. He looked at her face and saw that she appeared to be asleep. Her face began to flush, and her breathing increased. Mike watched as she made several shall grunts then began to tremble as she came. Her hand grabbed his arm tightly as the waves passed through her. When her tremors stopped she opened her eyes.
“Oh, my god!” she said suddenly, then jumped up and ran to the bathroom.
Mike could hear her crying and walked to the door.
“Mom, come out. Let’s talk.”
“I can’t,” she said crying.
“Mom, Cindy, please. Talk to me.”
Mike turned the handle and opened the door. She was sitting on the closed commode with her face in her hands. He took both wrists and pulled her to a standing position then walked her back to the bed. She still hadn’t looked at him as he sat beside her and put his arm around her shoulder.
“That’s why I drank so much last night. I was hoping it would keep me from doing something like this. You must think I’m a whore.”
“No, I don’t. I think you got horny and did what comes naturally. This was why you were nervous, wasn’t it?”
“Yes. Mike, I’ve been like a crazy woman for the last two weeks. Making love with you was all I could think of. What have I done to us?”
“I still love and respect you. That’ll never change.”
She looked at him for the first time. “You’re sure?”
“I’m positive,” he replied.
Mike reached behind her and unhooked her bra.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I’m going to make love to you. I want to watch you cum again,” he said smiling.
“Think carefully. Are you sure you want to open Pandora’s box?” she asked seriously.
“We both want this,” he replied.
Mike pushed his mother gently back onto the bed and raised her arms over her head. Her arm movement pulled her bra up exposing her breasts. He leaned down and sucked her nipple into his mouth.
“Oh, god,” his mother sighed. “You need to let me up for a minute.”
“Why?”
“I need to pee really bad.”
“You’re coming right back?”
“I promise,” she said smiling.
She joined him back on the bed a moment later wearing only her panties.
“Where were we?” she asked grinning.
Mike pushed his mother back on the bed then leaned over and kissed her. The kiss quickly grew passionate. Mike kissed his way down his mother’s neck and then back to her perky breasts. He enjoyed her quiet sighs and kissed his way slowly down her abdomen and was soon at the top of her panties.
“Mike, if you’re going further down, I’d like to change positions.”
He rose up and smiled. Cindy arranged a couple of pillows at the head of the bed and scooted up so she could watch. Mike slipped her panties off and crawled up between her drawn up legs.
He looked at her bare pussy. His mother’s labia were pink and engorged. Cindy’s clit was beefy red and rock hard. He drew his tongue between her lips from back to front eliciting more soft sighs. As he passed over her clit she stiffened momentarily and moaned.
“Ohhh.”
“Like that?” he asked.
“Oh yes. I’m not going to last long,” she said, putting her hands on her son’s head.
Mike slid his arms under her legs and reached up to cup her breasts then turned his head to kiss and nibble her inner thighs and outside her labia.
“You’re making me crazy,” she whimpered.
He continued and soon her pelvis began rocking, seeking something to touch her neglected pussy. Her son began nibbling her labia and her movements increased. When his tongue slid between her inner lips, and into her, she stiffened again and began moaning softly and continuously. He felt her trying to pull him upward toward her clit but resisted her efforts. Mike looked at his mother’s face. Her eyes were glued to him as he licked her. She was flushed and panting. As he tongued her opening he began rubbing his nose over her hard clit.
Mike had discovered with his girlfriend that she came harder when he restricted how much she could move her pelvis. He decided he’d try it with his mother. Taking his hands off her breasts, he crossed his arms over her lower abdomen and held her pelvis still as he began tonguing her clit. It took her seconds before she exploded.
“Uh, uh, uhhh,” she grunted as her entire body began to tremble and shake.
He watched as her face contorted and head went back. Cindy let out a single loud moan as she came. He eased off after about twenty seconds and let her relax as he continued to watch. She spasmed about every five seconds for a minute or so as she recovered, then finally opened her eyes, and looked at him.
“I thought you said you were quiet,” he said smiling.
“I thought I was. I’ve never cum that hard before,” she said grinning.
“In a couple of minutes, I’m going to make you scream.”
“It doesn’t work like that. Women need recovery time like men do,” she told him.
“I didn’t realize that,” he said, knowing it was partially true.
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