Mom's Hot Pants. Birthday Trip. EP3

And by doing that, the legs of my bathing shorts were pulled up even further. Five or six waves later, my bathing shorts was pulled all the way up to my groin. By that time, even my balls sprung free. I was now basically naked. My dick was sliding between Mom's legs and now, with my bathing shorts all the way up, it made contact with Mom's hot pants as well.

But they weren't tight hot pants. They were cotton hot pants which left a lot of room. Soon the short legs of the hot pants were sliding up and down as well.

And then it happened. When Mom moved her hip back and then forward again, my hard dick moved into one of the legs of the hot pants and got trapped there.

Now something felt really different. My dick had made contact with something besides Mom"s leg. The shaft of my dick was sliding along Mom's pussy lips. And all of a sudden it got really moist.

Oh my god. Mom is wet. She's turned on. A lot.

She continued to move her hip back and forth, with my dick now rubbing against her pussy.

And then I saw Mom look to her left and her right. And after a second she leaned back. Her back was now touching my upper body. I froze. But then Mom tilted her head back a little bit and whispered:

"Hold the hat for a second."

I didn't know what she had in mind, but I did what she told me. I grabbed the sides of the sun hat and waited.

And then Mom lifted her pelvis slightly. And with one hand, her left, the one that was at the side of the ocean, away from all the other passengers, she reached under the sun hat. I didn't really know what she did, but I felt it a second later.

Because when her hand came back up, and she was slowly sitting back down, I felt her hot pants down on my mid-thigh. Mom must have pulled them down.

So now, after some adjusting, my dick slid right between Mom's ass cheeks. My entire dick made contact with her skin. And then Mom continued to slide back and forth on me. Soon my dick was wet all over. And it transferred the fluid between Mom's cheeks as well. So with every new wave, my dick buried himself more and more between Mom's ass cheeks.

The feeling was incredible. My entire dick was now being massaged by Mom's cheeks. And when she moved backwards, I felt her pussy lips.

It was so hot. I didn't know why Mom participated. But she did. And she did more than that. Because now with every new wave, she lifted her pelvis up a little bit. Resulting in the fact that my penis didn't stay down, but wanted to push up.

And then there was no wave coming when Mom lifted her pelvis again. This time a little higher. My dick was so hard, it was now pointing to the sky. And then Mom slowly lowered her pelvis. And then I felt my dick enter my Mom's pussy.

Oh god. I was about to explode. All of a sudden my dick was surrounded by this warm and wet pussy. And it belonged to my mother. Oh my god, how did I get here?

Mom left me no time to think. She was pushing down on me, even when the boat wasn't hitting a wave. And then suddenly she reached back with her left arm and rammed her nails into the side of my stomach. I felt juices flooding my dick.

Damn. Mom just came. She scratched me, so she wouldn't scream. It was so hot. I couldn't hold it any longer myself. And then I came inside Mom's pussy. I came and came, shot my load inside her, I thought I was passing out.

I don't know how exactly, but somehow, we managed to get off the boat, without anybody seeing or noticing anything. We didn't talk on our way back to the hotel. But boy, what a start to my birthday vacation. After our special trip to the beautiful beach Mom and I walked quietly back to the hotel. I was walking a few steps behind her the entire time. I couldn't really look at her. I thought what happened on the boat was my fault; it was my dick that got hard when Mom sat on my lap; I was embarrassed; I was confused; and I felt bad that I hadn't been able to stop myself.

I mean the s.εﾒ was amazing... It was out in public, with people all around us and I don't think my dick has ever been this hard before... but I fucked my own mother, dammit.

When we came back to our private hut, Dad was already asleep, but of course he woke up when we came in.

"Hey you two. How was it?"

I didn"t respond. I didn"t know what I could or should have said.

"It was quite nice. How are you honey?"

"I"m a lot better, thank you."

Mom sat down on the edge of the bed next to my father.

"Look, guys, I"m going straight to my room. I"m pretty tired."

Dad looked confused and Mom didn"t look at me at all.

"Okay. Good night, Tom."

"Good night, Dad. Night, Mom."

And then I walked back to my room and closed the door behind me. Of course I couldn"t really sleep that night. I didn"t know how to get through the rest of the vacation.

The morning after when Dad came in my room to wake me up, I told him that I wouldn"t join them for breakfast and that I wanted to sleep for two more hours. About three hours later I decided that I had to leave the hut eventually. So I put on my bathing shorts, took a big beach towel and started to wander through the pool area. And then I saw Mom and Dad. They were lying on beach loungers next to the pool. Normally I would have joined them, but I couldn"t really be around both of them. So I told them I would hang out on the beach instead.

The day went by and I didn"t really do all that much. I tried not to think about what happened the day before, but that was almost impossible.

On the next day, I hung out with Mom and Dad. It would have been too suspicious if I would have spent another day all by myself. Also, we planned on leaving the hotel that afternoon anyway.

Mom and Dad had planned the entire trip to Europe months ahead. So that day, at 4 p.m., we left the hotel. We took all of our luggage and then took a bus to the nearest train station. It took us almost three hours to get there. So after three hours sweating inside an old and rusty bus, we got to the train station.

The plan was to go to the next city and therefor our next destination by train. So after we had dinner at a restaurant next to the train station, we walked back there and waited for our train to arrive. Dad had booked a train compartment for us. It actually was more like a sleeping berth. It was a small compartment with two beds. So when you got in, there was a bed on the right side, about 3 feet wide. Right next to the head of the bed, there was a ladder which led to the second bed, which was mounted above the other one. The upper bed was a bit smaller than the other one, so I knew that I had to sleep up there. I was pissed off right away.

The compartment was so small, you couldn"t really do anything at all, besides sleeping and looking out the tiny window.

I didn"t really know what to do. Mom and Dad decided to walk through the train and look for the dining car to get a few drinks. I had no intention at all to join them. I was tired from the bus ride anyway, so I stayed in our compartment all by myself.