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 12
“What did you say?” Scotty asked his mom back in their room. Renee had just started telling her son how Stephanie grilled Renee on how Scotty and Renee had met? Scotty was curious, if not slightly aroused to hear the explanation.
“I told her you were a former BFF’s son.” Renee answered.
“What best friend?” Scotty asked, confused. His mother smirked and rolled her eyes.
“There is no best friend, silly.” She responded. I made it up. Told her you and I grew close.”
“Did she ask anything else?” Scotty said, knowing there had to be more.
“She asked if we were having sex?” His mother said somewhat timidly. Scotty gazed at his mother with a sexy gaze.
“And you said?” He asked.
“I said no, silly,” Renee answered. “Told her it wasn’t like that.” She added. Scotty laughed, almost scoffing.
“Then how do we explain being on this cruise?” He asked.
“She asked that too.” Renee continued as Scotty gazed at her.
“What did she ask exactly?” Scotty asked his mom.
“She asked what we’re doing here if we’re not swingers?” Renee clarified. Her son raised his eyebrows, waiting for his mom’s response to Stephanie’s question.
“I told her kind of the truth,” Renee continued. “That we didn’t realize it for swingers until it was too late.” She added. “That could’ve happened to any couple.” Renee said. She noticed her son gazing down at her in deep thought. He was standing near the bed, and she was lying on the bed, with her back up against the headboard.
“You need to loosen up, mom,” Scotty said, a bit annoyed and pressing his mom further. Renee tried not to get upset at his comment.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” She asked, nicely. Her son sat on the edge of the bed next to her.
“It’s just that you are soooo worried about us, about what everyone thinks, that you’re absolutely having a miserable time.” Scotty said. “You love to party, you love to drink and dance. But here you’re acting like a fucking nun.” He continued.
“I am not.” His mother quickly interjected. Scotty laughed.
“Mom, tell me one thing you did on this cruise that was… out of the ordinary?” He asked.
“I kissed Stephanie.” Renee blurted out, somewhat proudly. Scotty grew quiet.
“You did? When?” Scotty asked, softly.
“When we were in the dressing room, trying on my bikinis.” She said softly, almost sexily.
“Were you naked?” He asked, pressing. Renee gave her son a look and intentionally not answering him to leave him wondering.
“Told you I’m not a prude,” She said, smirking. Scotty broke into laughter.
“Well, good for you, mom,” he said. “That’s a start.” He added, moving to the room’s mini bar to fix a drink.
“You know,” Renee continued, steeling herself. “If you wanna hook up with Stephanie, it would be okay with me.” She said. Her son stopped and turned to her, gazing.
“I didn’t know I needed your permission,” He said, annoyed. His mother smiled, feeling bad.
“You know what I mean,” she clarified. “I wouldn’t think less of you.” She said. Her son smiled, returning with a bottled water for her.
“Same applies to you, mom,” He said. His mother smiled.
“Yeah, she offered already.” His mother again teased. She realized she was enjoying talking to her son about sex. It wasn’t so bad after all.
“What?” Scotty asked for clarification.
“Stephanie suggested we find some alone time, just her and I.” Renee teased, again softly and sexily. Her son smiled wickedly. He leaned down to gaze at his mom. He was inches away from her face, and for a second, Renee thought her son might kiss her on the lips.
“Loosen up, mom,” he reiterated, whispering. He kissed the tip of her nose before straightening. “I’m taking a shower before we meet up with them.” He said, slipping into the bathroom.
Minutes later, Renee heard the shower running. She was still on the bed, scrolling through her phone when she realized the sound of the shower was louder than normal. She rose and noticed the bathroom door was wide open!
Why would he leave the door open, Renee thought? Then, she remembered how she had absent-mindedly left it open on their first day when she was changing and was completely naked. And now it was her turn. She was standing literally three paces away from being able to peer into the bathroom. The shower was a European design with a fog-free glass door and it faced the double sink and mirror. All Stephanie had to do was take 3 steps, and she would be able to see her son’s reflection in the mirror.
Her heart began to pound loudly in her chest and her palms grew clammy as she took one step followed by another and then another. Her eyes rose to the mirror in the bathroom to find its reflection showing her son leaning against the tiled wall of the shower in its reflection. His eyes were tightly shut, and he was furiously stroking a stiff, throbbing cock!
She gasped quietly and and backed away, wiping her hands on her shorts and scurrying to the balcony, lying on the chaise to catch her breath. Her heart was pounding out of her chest as the image of her son stroking replayed in her mind. But that wasn’t all that had shocked her. Her son was endowed with a very, very nice cock! Renee had not been expecting that and was now what was causing her to nearly hyperventilate.
“Oh my God! My son is hung!” Renee whispered aloud to herself. “Fuck.” She added, as if it was a problem. To be safe, she remained seated out on the balcony until her son was out and dressed.
* * *
Scotty and Renee met Stephanie and Ray at the wine bar. Stephanie looked incredible. She was dressed in a black skirt with multi-colored horizontal stripes. It ended at mid-thigh and was very snug, accentuating her wide hips and meaty, bubble butt. Her top was a long, black tube-style top that showed off her heavy, double D breasts which hung slightly more than Renee’s. The top was thin and sheer, making her dark nipples clearly visible underneath.
Scotty’s mom also looked fantastic. Renee had slipped on a sleek maxi-skirt that hugged her hips. It was light green with beige trim. To this, she added a matching, green skimpy bikini top over which, she had a crochet, mesh tank top, known as a cover-up. The cover-up was see through from the wide-knit pattern and if Renee’s son hadn’t been on board, she would have gone without the bikini top underneath. Still, she looked amazing with her long, red hair cascading loosely past her shoulders.
“Don’t you look just delicious,” Stephanie whispered to Renee, as they came together and kissed briefly on the lips. “As do you, hot mama!” Renee said, giving Stephanie a wolf whistle. “Doesn’t she, Scotty?” She asked, smirking. She turned to her son, waiting a response. He gazed at her and smiled.
“Both of you always look ravishing,” he said, wanting to show his mother that he could not be rattled and that he loved playing this teasing game. Renee felt a tingle through her body at hearing her son’s remark.
“I concur,” Ray said, pulling chairs for the ladies. He had a new found mission. If Renee and Scotty were indeed mother and son, Ray would see to bringing them together. They certainly resembled each other, so he had no doubt. But he wanted an admission, followed by the two of them coming together sexually. And he had the perfect plan to help him accomplish his mission.
Renee couldn’t help staring at Ray this evening. For some reason, he looked amazing.
“Ray, you look different,” Renee said.
“He cleans up rather nice when he wants to,” Stephanie answered for Ray. Ray smiled as she continued. “He spent some time flattening his long hair and applying my lotion on his hunky body. It has glycerin in it so that’s why his pecs are glistening.” She said, giggling.
“I hadn’t noticed,” Renee said, meeting Ray’s gaze and winking. He winked back.
The events of the last 48 hours were starting to catch up with Renee. All of the naked bodies around them, not to mention, Stephanie’s kiss and offer. And then, of course, there was the image of her son stroking an amazing cock that she couldn’t shed from her mind. All of this served to keep a tingling sensation throughout her body. She hadn’t touched herself since last week, and felt like the slightest breeze would send her into a mind-blowing orgasm.
Ray looked great. He had on a summer, button-down shirt that was unbuttoned down to his navel. His tanned, manscaped and sculpted chest and arms did nothing to suppress Renee’s arousal. In addition, Ray loved Bohemian jewelry. His fingers were adorned with pewter and silver rings of mystical or Native-American design. From his neck hung several pendants of natural stone, matching the stone bracelets around his wrists. Like Ray, Renee loved costume and Bohemian jewelry, so she had to ask about it.
“Ray, does any of the jewelry you’re wearing have any significance?” Renee asked. Ray looked at what he was wearing before answering.
“Not really,” he responded honestly, “although I am attracted to Native-American, Far East and dark or mystical designs.” He said. Renee smiled.
“Me too,” She said, noticing one ring he was wearing was pewter with skull and bones adoring it. Another had a Gaelic design to it, and yet another had a blue stone matching the stones on his wrist and pendants. “What is that stone, do you know?” She asked.
“Lapis,” he answered. “My favorite, along with red Jasper.” He added. Renee couldn’t help feeling more aroused at this man that knew a bit about taking care of himself.
“And then there’s his scent,” Stephanie chimed in.
“Yeah, I noticed that too,” Renee said.
“Doesn’t it just make your pussy wet?” Stephanie asked boldly. Renee smirked at her, glancing at her son, who was listening and deflecting the question.
“What is it?” Renee asked.
“Bond No. 9, Fire Island.” Ray answered.
“Summer in a bottle,” Stephanie said, as Ray glanced at Scotty.
“You’re awfully quiet?” Ray said. Scotty glanced at everyone and smirked.
“I think I just grew a vagina,” he quipped in reference to the talk of jewelry and fragrances. Everyone broke into laughter, as more flights of wine samples made their way to their table.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/y3vqjr/scotty_his_mom_a_cruise_like_no_other_part_12_ms