PREFACE
This story was written at the request of a fellow Redditor who rewards me with pics of his smokin hot mom. I know he’ll enjoy it. I hope you do too! See my profile for previous parts.
Key characters:
Scotty – the son; 25yo; 6 ft; 190 lb; athletic build; blonde hair; hazel eyes; 8-inch cock
Renee – Scotty’s hot curvy, MILF mom; 49yo; 5′ 4”; 160 lb; 36DD-24-38; blonde hair; hazel eyes
Ray – swinger Renee & Scotty meet on cruise. 5′ 10”; 170 lb; dark hair & eyes; 7-inch cock; wealthy.
Stephanie – Ray’s swinger partner and hot THICC MILF; 5′ 3”; 166 lbs; 34DD-24-44; dirty blonde; blue eyes
PART 7
Day two of the cruise was a repeat of day one. Renee was beginning to realize there was no escaping the nudity, the frolicking and the moaning. She decided that she would just have to deal with it or risk having a miserable time, alone in her room. This is what she brought up at breakfast with her son.
“I just have to resolve myself to it and try to have fun considering.” She said to her son across from her.
“Considering what, mom?” Scotty said. “Wouldn’t you be having fun if you were here with a boyfriend?” He said, trying to press her further.
“But, I’m not, sweetheart,” she shot back immediately. “I’m on a swingers cruise with my son. And people treat us like we’re together!” She said. Scotty was growing frustrated, if not a bit impatient.
“Geez, sorry, mom,” he said snidely. Then under his breath, he uttered, “fuck.” He stabbed at his potatoes.
“Oh, honey,” his mother said, feeling bad. “I didn’t mean it like that. I just meant that I’m afraid of fucking you up emotionally if I really let my hair down or if you knew what went through your mother’s mind sometimes.” She said. This last remark caught Scotty by surprise. Did she mean him?
“What do you mean by that?” He asked. His mother held his gaze.
“I mean,” she stammered, “like yesterday when we saw Mr. Footlong, and I blurted out about him.” She said. Scotty chuckled.
“Mom, none of that bothers me.” He retorted. “You’re human, I’m human. We have biological processes that sometimes take over, right, wrong or indifferent.” Scotty continued. “I’m 26 years old, mom,” he said, “not eighteen.” He finished. “You can let your hair down.” He finished, smirking. “If you do, I will.” He added. His mother smiled sexily at him.
“When did you become such an adult?” His mother said in a sweet, motherly tone.
“Almost a decade ago, mom,” Scotty answered. A melancholy smile spread across his mother’s face. “Don’t worry,” Scotty continued. “I’ll always be your sweet boy.” He added. His mother smiled, digging into her plate.
“You’re not so little anymore,” Renee whispered to herself. Then realizing how it came across, she looked up at her son in shock. “I…I…didn’t mean that the way it came out!” She said, as Scotty began to chuckle loudly. His mother blushed as she finished her mimosa. But her mind flashed an image of the healthy-sized cock under her son’s shorts that she had spotted while he lay sleeping.
* * *
So mother and son decided they would venture out. And later that evening on the second night, they found themselves enjoying drinks and conversations on the promenade under a starry sky. Renee was sipping on a vodka lemonade out of a plastic cup and straw. Occasionally, she had to fend off women or couples who pressed her to join them, but for the most part, the folks they met were nice and willing to chat about other things besides hooking up.
Renee looked fantastic. She was sporting a snug, tank-top style top. It was black and white checkered style and the bottom of the top had straps that clipped to her black, equally snug shorts that ended just below the hips. She had applied some light make-up and her hair – tinted a fiery orange from her normal blonde – hung loosely past her shoulders. Heeled, white sandals and costume jewelry completed her look. It was sexy but not slutty.
As Renee’s eyes occasionally scanned the expansive seating area of the promenade, they landed on The Man. The same, attractive man, her age that Renee had spotted the day before. He was now seated in the middle of a sofa approximately 70 feet from her. And he was gazing right at her! The Man raised his glass in the manner one does to say hello or to toast. Renee smiled and then turned to her son, who was watching her.
“You’ve caught someone’s eye,” Scotty said. His mother let out a soft, nervous laugh.
“Yeah, I see that. You know what’s weird, I noticed him yesterday. What are the odds?” She said. Scotty smiled, sipping on his rum and cola.
“Go talk to him,” Scotty suggested, wanting to see if his mother had loosened up. His mother gazed at him and shook her head no. “Why not?” Scotty chided her.
“If I go talk to him, it’s like…,” she hesitated.
“Like what?” Scotty asked, confused.
“Like an invitation!” She cried out softly.
“Your point?” Scotty teased. His mother said nothing, glancing again at the man who was now talking to a gorgeous woman also looking about Renee’s age, maybe a few years younger.
“Besides,” his mother said, “looks like he’s taken.” She added. Scotty glanced at The Man and the woman talking and scoffed.
“Mom! It’s a fucking swingers cruise!” He said. “All the men are taken!” He teased her! His mother had drank just enough to be brave and teasing.
“You’re not!” She said – a slight tease in her voice as if challenging her son to see what he’d say. Scotty had also drank enough to be brave.
“Yes, I am,” he shot back. “I’m with my mother.” He said, shocking Renee, as she glanced around to see if anyone had overheard. If they had, no one seemed to care. She turned back to her son who was gazing at her. She held his gaze for nearly half a minute, and for the first time since Renee had started partying with her adult son, she felt a sexual tension between them. She turned back to The Man and he was gone.
“Does the thought that he’s part of a couple and not a single man turn you off?” Scotty pressed his mom. She glanced back at her son. Her courage fortified by the alcohol.
“You mean that I might have to be with a woman?” She asked her son, clarifying. He nodded yes that was what he was asking.
“No, not at all.” Renee answered quickly. The fact was, Renee loved pussy. She had first tasted it decades earlier during her wilder years. And she and a select few of her girlfriends would have slumber parties that always ended in pussy eating marathons. But that was decades ago, seemingly another lifetime.
Renee had not been with a woman in several years. Now, the opportunity presented itself maybe ever few years. Even then, she usually passed since having become a mom. But now, as she gazed at the sexy woman hanging on The Man’s arm, Renee felt her pussy contract at the idea of a threesome with the hot couple.
* * *
Approximately twenty minutes after Renee had spotted The Man, she heard a soft but sexy voice behind her left ear.
“First lifestyle cruise?” The voice said, as Renee spun her head to find herself inches from The Man. He didn’t give her a chance to respond before he held out his hand. “Ray,” he said as Renee shook a firm grip. She felt callouses on his palm.
“Renee,” she simply said. Renee noticed her son gazing at The Man. “This is my…,” but Renee caught herself from saying son. Scotty stuck out his hand toward Ray.
“Scott,” he said, “People call me Scotty.” He added. Ray nodded hello and turned to the gorgeous who had been by his side.
“This is Stephanie,” Ray said. “My partner for this cruise.” He added, glancing at Renee. It did not go unnoticed that he had specifically said ‘for this cruise’. And the woman seemed unbothered by his comment. In fact, she carried herself with great dignity, moving with authority, her thick, sexy hips beckoning men with every step. She oozed sexuality, Renee thought.
“Hi,” Stephanie said, extending her hand to shake for Renee and then Scotty. She held her gaze with Scotty.
“You’re beautiful,” Renee said to Stephanie, who smiled warmly.
“And I can say the same for you,” Stephanie said, this time holding Renee’s gaze.
As the four of them conversed, it became obvious that The Man and his partner were interested in getting to know Scotty and Renee. They had not broached the topic of hooking up, but their interest was clearly Scotty’s hot mom. Scotty was beginning to feel out of place when a loud voice suddenly interrupted the conversation among the four of them.
“Mr. Scott!” The voice cried out in a Caribbean accent. Scotty, his mom, Ray and Stephanie all stopped conversing to turn toward the sound of the voice. Scotty realized it was the beautiful bartender from the Tiki bar.
And she was completely naked and off the clock.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/y23v59/scotty_his_mom_a_cruise_like_no_other_part_7_ms
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