Her eyes misted and she gently stroked his cheek. "There's that look again. You really do--"
"--Remind you of Granddad? Yeah."
"Does it bother you when I say it?"
"Nah. I'm flattered. Mom always said how you adored each other."
"And she never has forgiven me for moving on with my life," Elaine sighed. "For marrying Ross Harrington. But what else was I to do? I was only forty when Hank passed. You can't hold a wake for the rest of your life.
"But I never have loved again the way I loved your grandfather.
"Now, Ross was a very different kind of man. Aggressive--domineering, I suppose--bigger than life and always determined to have his way. He was a gentleman, though, in one respect. In all the years Hank worked with him and as many times as we saw one another socially, he never so much as looked sideways at me. I hadn't the slightest clue that he wanted me. He respected what Hank and I had.
"But he moved pretty in damn quick once I was widowed. That's the first thing that your mom resented--that I said yes when he invited me to go off to the Caribbean with him and his executive staff for that business convention. Goodness, though, there were dozens of us, mostly married couples except for Ross and me. People Hank had done business with for years. It wasn't like I needed a chaperone to be in a hotel with any of them.
"But then, everyone scattered pretty quickly during their off-hours for the first few days. It was a big junket. And I didn't mind Ross keeping me company one damn bit. He was a big, charming lunk. I wasn't used to being on my own and he knew it. And as much as I tried to deny it to myself, I hadn't accepted his invitation just for the change of scenery.
"So, I got a little tipsy at dinner one night and, before I knew it, I was up in his lavish suite stripping for him, strutting and showing it off like a pro."
"Wow."
"Understand Matt, I hadn't been fucked for three months. And I was used to getting cock at least twice a day, every day from your grandfather. Ever since I was a teenager. It wasn't until after he was gone that I realized just how much I needed it all the time. I was going out of my head with horniness.
"Rather like your mother, these days," Elaine added dryly. "Yes, Ross could read people like books and knew how to get what he wanted. But he didn't have to seduce me. Maybe for the first few minutes, I was just a touch unsure. But when I got his trousers off, I was a goner. I went dancing naked down the hall and threw myself onto the bed with my legs spread wide.
Elaine saw the way Matt was gawking and kissed him on the forehead. "Oh, honey, are you sure I'm not making you uncomfortable talking about all this?"
"No! That is, I wanna hear all about your, um, life."
"Uncomfortable" was definitely not the word for what Matt felt while listening to his grandmother. Her tales were giving him another hard-on fast, one that he couldn't wait to relieve between her thighs or her hot, sucking lips. Which he suspected was exactly why she was telling him all of this.
"They missed Ross at his early meetings the next day. I didn't let him out of that bedroom until noon, and when he did go I just waited there for him to come back. Playing with myself. I was that revved up. Now, Ross wasn't quite as well equipped as your grandfather, but he taught me things that first night that I'd had no idea of after half a lifetime of conventional, married sex--however joyful that life had been.
"Ross lived for pleasure, sheer animal satisfaction, and that was his first gift to me. He had me cumming in shrieks and sobs and begging for more. It was like he took me apart and put me back together all different. Stripped away all my shame and pretense and demolished what I called my 'morals.' And when he saw that I was ready to do anything, that's when the real fun began.
"On the second day, he invited his executive assistant and her husband to join us. I found out what it was like to have a woman eat my pussy while I sucked a man's cock--and learned to suck her slit on my knees while her husband drilled my cunt from behind.
"And then she watched while Ross and her husband double-fucked me. That was mind-blowing! I'd never had a dick up my ass at all, and on the very first time I was taking another in my pussy."
"Damn, that's extreme. Weren't you at least a little scared?" Matt asked. His grandmother ran her hand lightly up and down the length of his cock as she talked, hastening his return to full erection.
"I was in Heaven, Matt. That trip changed me, and it was only the beginning of my liberation. My new life. By the end of the week, I was taking on guys three and four at a time. Turned out that most of Ross's people were into the scene. Being a slut or stud wasn't exactly a requirement to work for him, but he was putting the prick to just about every woman on his staff, married or single. Their men were all into it, too."
"But not Granddad?" Matt asked hesitantly. Elaine was silent for a long moment.
"Not Hank," she said softly, biting her lip. "You could say he was an old-fashioned kind of guy. I came to see later that he wanted to shield me and protect what we had. I cherished his memory all the more for it."
"But, you just said that you love being, uh..."
"A slut?" Elaine finished for him. "A total whore? After everything I've said, I can see that it might not make sense to you, that I'd love Hank for 'sheltering' me from my urges. But he did it out of love. Life with Ross Harrington, on the other hand, was a ten-year-long sugar high, and the crash when he died nearly wrecked me. That was the dark side of it.
"Promiscuous fucking is wonderful, but I'm at a place in life where I want someone to belong to again. Someone who will always be there. Ross left me very well-off, and I won't marry again. But you..."
"I'll be here for you." Matt kissed his grandmother's eyelids.
"I know. And don't worry, my darling, I'm not selfish about my men. We're on holiday in the world's biggest candy store and we're going to go crazy. I've made quite a few friends at Aphrodesia since Ross first brought me here for our honeymoon. A lot of us are regular guests nowadays. I'll introduce you to the slutty lot of 'em.
"But you, you're going to be my one true love. And I'll be your personal ball drainer. I'll blow you for breakfast, suck your cock for lunch and drink your jism for dinner."
Matt couldn't believe his ears. Grandma was the horniest sex fantasy he'd ever had, come to life. But despite his excitement, one thing nagged at him.
"What about Mom?"
"Oh, fuck your mother." Elaine stuck her tongue out playfully.
"You are a bad lady."
"And you love it. Looks like Granny's Story Time has got your big cock ready for my hungry little hole again." She swung a leg across Matt's hips, straddling him on her knees and lowering her pelvis until her heated slit barely touched the head of his cock. She rotated her hips in tiny circles, her moist cunt lips barely kissing his engorged glans with her moist cunt-lips. "Lord but I love this dick. Do you love Grandma's pussy, Matt?"
"Fuck, yeah," Matt exclaimed. "I mean, I do! I love all of you."
Elaine flexed her thighs and eased herself down until her pussy engulfed Matt's fuck-knob, then stopped. Was she trying to drive him crazy? He wanted to thrust up and bury his whole cock in her at once. But it was best to follow her lead. She possessed a lifetime of whorish wisdom about fucking. He looked forward to years of sensuous learning between her legs and between her lips.
For the present, he folded his arms on the pillow behind his head, admiring the erotic rippling of each muscle of her slender torso and back as she worked her way onto his pole a few inches at a time. He luxuriated in the silky warmth of his grandmother's elastic sex sheath while the wickedly arousing vision of his beefy prick disappearing into her pink, stretched pussy both excited and filled him with awe.
When Matt was completely inside her, Elaine threw back her head and bared her teeth in a feral grimace of carnal joy. To her, fucking was life itself. Every part of her was meant to give and receive pleasure. Nothing was off-limits - no act too wanton or depraved, as long as she and her partners enjoyed it.
Matt cupped his grandmother's big tits, gently pinching her nipples as she rode up and down at a leisurely pace. She tightened and relaxed her cunt around him, taking his entire shaft fully into her hot, yielding fuck channel every time. After a while she arched her back and leaned forward, offering her hard nipples to his mouth. He sucked her tits eagerly. She mewed and gasped with delight as one orgasm followed another.
Matt lost all track of time. After having had several orgasms within such a short period, he was able to stay hard and delay his orgasm without much difficulty so that Elaine could fully indulge her appetite for taking big cock. But inevitably he surrendered to the hot stimulation of her experienced cunt and climaxed, shocked at how much jism he was still able to shoot.
"I'm so incredibly lucky," Elaine sighed. "You're even more prolific than I dreamed. It's like your balls never run dry."
"Yeah, right." Matt couldn't help laughing. "I shouldn't have bragged that I could keep up with you. I'm gonna need ten or fifteen minutes to recover."
"Wanna bet?" Elaine said, leering. "I'll show you something new. Lift your legs. Spread wide. Go on, knees up to your chest."
Puzzled but intrigued, Matt did as she instructed.
Elaine knelt with her face between his thighs. After licking his balls a few times, she pulled his ass cheeks apart with her hands. Her tongue lashed out and lapped at his asshole.
"Aggggh!" he yelped. She didn't hesitate, circling his sphincter several times with her tongue before pressing the tip into the center of the tight little muscle.
He wriggled and squirmed on the mattress, clutching and balling the bed sheet up in his fists.
"Mmmm...mmm" Elaine's muffled giggles seemed to vibrate through Matt's core while testifying to her satisfaction with her grandson's reaction.
He'd never been rimmed, and being introduced to it by his grandmother was beyond amazing. She alternated circling and probing, slathering his anus with saliva and pushing a tiny bit further into his rectum each time. Her breath tickled his taint as his sphincter relaxed and she slipped into his rear tunnel.
Incredibly, his cock surged and began to grow again. Elaine grabbed the stalk and started jacking on it. In less than a minute he was hard as iron, his ball sack swelling and tightening against his groin.
Matt was so totally absorbed in the exquisite stimulation of his grandmother's wet tongue probing and darting inside his ass that he didn't consciously register the sharp metallic click of a key in the front door lock.
By the time the door creaked open and slammed shut again, it was too late to react.
"Just what do you think you're doing, young man?" Lindsey demanded. She stalked across the living room and onto the terrace before Matt could sit or pull the sheets up to cover himself. Not that it would have helped.
"Well?" Lindsey stood by the carved cypress head of the daybed with her hands on her hips, staring daggers at her son and her mother.
Frozen in fear and unable to even swallow, Matt couldn't respond. What could he say, anyway? In the blink of an eye, his unbelievable dream had become an inescapable nightmare.
Elaine snickered, seeming unperturbed at being caught in the ultimate depravity of rimming her grandson's asshole.
"Don't go fussing at Matt, now." She lifted her head from between his legs to smile at her daughter. "We've just been doing a little family bonding. Learning to appreciate your offspring as adults is a good thing, don't you think?" She looked Lindsey up and down with bold amusement. "And look at yourself, Lin, you're a mess. What have you done with your afternoon?"
Lindsey blushed. Matt noticed that she'd lost her sun hat and that her long blonde hair, which she usually wore up in a neat bun, hung disheveled and loose around her shoulders. Small red marks mottled her throat and the top of her breasts under her button-front blouse. Hickies?
"M-mom?" he managed to croak. She would not meet his gaze, but as she stared at the two of them lying naked together the fury faded from her features, replaced first by furrowed concern, then uncertainty. Her moist, gleaming eyes brimmed with curiosity--and something more.
"Didn't I tell you so, Matt?" Elaine said. "I do believe your mother found what she went hunting for." She cocked her head at Lindsey. "But whatever it was, it's not enough...is it, Sweetie? You are like me, after all. Fucking makes you want more fucking." She took hold of Matt's cock again and glided her fingers up and down his shaft. Pre-cum bubbled from his slit. He groaned involuntarily.
"Your son's all grown up," she drawled tauntingly. "He's become quite a stud. I've had him, oh goodness, three or four times and his balls are still quite heavy. He was about to cum again when you interrupted us."
She pointed his prick straight at Lindsey's face. Lindsey stared, mesmerized. Elaine patted the bed beside her. "Come on, have a good look."
Lindsey sank onto the edge of the mattress, her eyes never leaving Matt's cock. The tip of her tongue flicked out of the corner of her mouth. She shook her head violently to snap herself out of the trance.
"Go on, for God's sake!" she snapped at Elaine. "Don't tell me, show me. Get your whore's mouth back to work, Mother. Show me how high my son can shoot!"
"That's my girl," Elaine chuckled. She nuzzled and kissed Matt's balls, spreading his thighs wide apart. He gasped as her wet wriggling tongue slid between his ass cheeks and poked into his rectum again.
Lindsey watched in rapt fascination as her mother rimmed her son's asshole. Her nearness and apparent approval of the obscene incestuous act enflamed Matt's lust to insane levels. Now he could smell the pungent mixture of his mother's perfume with sweat and cum. She was so close that he could have touched her huge, heaving tits. But he didn't dare. Not yet.
Elaine gave him an incredible hand job while eating his ass, jacking his cock faster as it grew. Unable to restrain herself, Lindsey rubbed her open palm across the dome of his prick, causing pre-cum to spurt into her hand. The combination of his mother caressing his cock and anticipation of the action he hoped still lay ahead was too much for Matt. His balls contracted and the glorious pulsations of another orgasm surged inside him. He jerked and arched his hips upward as the first wads of cum erupted from his cum-slit.
"Don't waste it!" Lindsey exclaimed urgently. She dipped her face toward Matt's cock at the same instant that Elaine pulled out of his ass and did the same. Their heads nearly collided as a streamer of jism shot onto their faces.
"No, you don't!" Lindsey shoved her mother away. "His cum belongs to me!"
She plunged her mouth onto Matt's cock and swallowed hungrily.
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"Sorry," Lindsey licked the remnants of her son's cumload from her fingertips, genuinely contrite. "That was disrespectful. I got overexcited."
"And I'm so glad to see it," Elaine reassured her daughter. "Honesty, seeing you excited and happy about anything is a huge relief."
Matt watched and listened in bewilderment to his mother and his grandmother's chatter as if this were a normal afternoon at the beach. On the one hand, his imagination raced with the endless horny possibilities ahead of them, while on the other he tried to talk himself down from expecting too much. There were still boundaries that could never be crossed--weren't there?
His mother smiled down at his weary face, absently stroking his cock with one hand. "Has Grandma worn you out? You look about ready for a nap."
"I-I'm fine! Wide awake and ready to-to..." Matt hesitated. He was desperate to reassure his mother that he was capable of whatever she might have in mind, but he didn't want to come across as assuming too much. Sure, she'd just sucked the cum out of his dick, but that didn't mean that she was prepared to go further.
Did it? His head swam from exhaustion but also in anticipation of what might yet lie ahead.
"Good. Because I can't wait to get you between my legs."
"Wow. What's happened to you, Mom?"
"Nothing that shouldn't have happened years ago. I've spent way too much time trying to be who I thought I was supposed to be. Your grandmother is right." Lindsey's eyes grew misty. "Mom, you may be a degenerate slut but you've always been true to your nature. And now I mean to do the same."
She stood up and unbuttoned her blouse, starting at the top and pausing teasingly at each button to enjoy Matt's open-mouthed astonishment. "You've been sneaking peeks at your old mother for a while, haven't you? I've just had this feeling that you were watching me."
"Um...would you be mad at me? If I did, that is? Which, I might have. Probably."
"I thought I was. But I was angrier at the way it made me feel. Like there was something wrong with me for getting turned on by my suspicions."
When Lindsey's breasts were almost completely exposed she stopped, moved to the bottom button, and worked her way up from that direction. Now the flimsy garment was held closed by a single button in the middle of her cleavage. Her gaze shifted from Matt's face to his cock, which incredibly enough had stirred back to life and was swelling with blood.
"Don't you think it's time you had a real good long look at Mommy's tits.?"
She didn't wait for his answer, popping her blouse open and shrugging it off her shoulders. And for an instant Matt forgot how to breathe.
His mother's tits were perfect: bigger than Elaine's, high, and tipped with large, dusky rose-colored nipples. They quivered slightly as she inhaled, and Matt saw that she was trembling slightly all over.
"That's right. Good." Elaine got up and stepped behind her daughter, reaching around to cup Lindsey's tits. She lifted and squeezed them gently, rolling her fingers over the nipples.
"Mother!" Lindsey twisted around to face Elaine.
"I'm sorry, do you not want me to--"
"It's...I like it," Lindsey confessed. "I didn't expect it."
"I did. I planned it this way all along." Elaine pulled her daughter tight against her, their huge tits crushed between them as they kissed deeply.
Matt started jacking his half-erect prick. Get hard, damn it, he cursed at the floppy fuck-tool. I don't care what it takes or if you fall the fuck off in an hour, just get hard right now.
Elaine's hands slid under the waistband of Lindsey's shorts as the women ground their hips against one another. She unsnapped the fly. "Let's get you out of these," she murmured. "I'm sure your son will like you better bare."
They turned back toward the bed. Elaine sank to her knees behind Lindsey and peeled the tight beach shorts over her round ass and down her long, toned legs.
"I must have lost my panties somewhere," Lindsey giggled.
She had not an excess pound or inch of flab anywhere on her. From her slender waist to the way her thighs gaped around her shaven pussy to her narrow ankles and pedicured toes she was a vision of female sexual splendor.
She was Matt's mother. And she was going to fuck him.
Seeing his frantic efforts to jack himself hard, she slunk to the daybed and crawled to him on her knees. "Don't fret, Baby," she cooed. "I can help. Why don't I suck your cock for a minute?"
"Only a minute?"
"Only a minute, for now. I'm in a hurry to make you into a mother fucker."
Matt's mother bent down and kissed the tip of his prick, making it bob and leap up. She ran her tongue around the flared ridge of his glans, but rather than taking it into her mouth she crouched lower and leaned forward to nestle it in the warm valley between her breasts. She pressed her tits together and moved them up and down on his cock, giving the knob a quick kiss and a lick every time it popped up close to her lips. Matt pushed his hips up to drive his cock toward her face, needing those full motherly lips to surround his prick, to swallow him up in her hot mouth.Lindsey let go of her breasts, releasing Matt's cock from their luxurious trap. She used both hands to play with Matt's balls as she at last sucked him into her mouth.
"Suck him, Lin!" Elaine gasped, sitting on a corner of the bed with her legs spread and one hand cupped over her cunt. Her index finger disappeared between her cunt lips. "Get him harder! Get him hard enough to fuck you until you pass out. You're getting it, it won't take much more. Your son is such a marvel. Bigger than your daddy, and his cum tanks fill up so fast..."
Elaine babbled on, building up a head of steam as she finger-fucked herself toward climax.
The savory, salty taste of pre-cum leaking from Matt's prick delighted Lindsey's taste buds. The awareness that she was committing the forbidden act of sucking her own son's cock made her pussy even hotter and wetter than in the most exciting moments of her encounter with Moira and Scott Gibson. And the expression of wonderment on Matt's face spurred her to even greater prick-pleasing efforts. She could hardly believe what she was doing, herself. She was out of her mind with lust and the aching empty pleasure hole between her legs had taken command of her very soul.
She sucked Matt's cock for all she was worth, pulling the pulsing head into the top of her throat and taking as much of his now fully-erect shaft as she could. His was the biggest cock she'd ever swallowed. The promise that held for the days, weeks, and years to come thrilled her beyond reason.
Lindsey did her valiant best but couldn't throat Matt's entire prick. She was too worked up to focus on her breathing and finally gave up when she'd taken about three-quarters of the meaty monster.
But she could damn well get it into her pussy. And having her son fucking into her motherly sex hole was the only way that she'd be satisfied.
She lifted her head, reluctantly releasing Matt's cock and swiveling around to face the foot of the bed on her hands and knees. Gripping the footboard she spread her legs wide and thrust her ass skyward. She looked back over her shoulder and shot him a sexy smile, her eyes fixed on the magnificent tower of fuckmeat that now stood tall and ready.
"You know where that belongs, darling," she murmured to her son. "Come give Mama what she needs."
Matt scrambled across the mattress to kneel behind Lindsey while Elaine moved around to crouch next to them. She had a perfect view of the action as he got into position.
"Let me!" she hissed, circling his prick with her fingers and guiding the head to Lindsey's moist, open slit. Lindsey momentarily resented her mother's intrusion into the magic moment, but then the sheer corruption of it overwhelmed her. She nearly climaxed before her son's cock even touched her.
"Do it now!" Lindsey sobbed, her whole body shaking violently. "Ram that cock up Mommy's pussy now! Now!"
Matt's put his strong hands on Lindsey's hips to hold her steady and thrust his iron-hard cock completely into her clutching depths.
"Oh Gawwwh--" Lindsey's hoarse cry died in her throat, every nerve ending in her cunt channel firing all at once. She gripped the wooden bedframe like the handrail of a lifeboat, both exhilarated and terrified of falling off the edge of the Earth at the same time.
"That's it, Matt, all the way!" Elaine whispered. "Drill all the way up your mother's pussy! Push back against him, Lin, take him to the balls. You'll be able to say that you took your son's whole giant cock the very first time!"
The way that her mother's brazen vulgarity supercharged Lindsey's lust shocked the youthful mother. "Y-yes," she managed to croak. "I want all of your big cock inside me. Give it to me, Matt. Puh-lease, I need it!"
Stretched as she was by her son's prick, Lindsey managed to squeeze her cunt muscles around him, preventing his first attempt to pull out of her. She wanted the moment to last forever, to savor the exquisite pleasure of her sinfulness. Moira had been so right. Forbidden cock was the best.
It was like getting fucked for the first time. She felt like a virgin bride, innocent and yet impossibly depraved in the awareness of the taboo she was violating with her own flesh and blood.
The muscular sheath of her sex tunnel gave way to her son's superior strength. He braced his hands against the globes of her ass and pulled his hips back until his glans slipped out of her cunt.
"Noooo!" Lindsey whined.
Matt gave her ass a stinging slap and laughed. "Behave, Mom. I'm gonna give you plenty. Whenever I feel like it."
He slammed forward until his balls bounced against her mound.
"Awwww!"
The unexpected change in her son's demeanor startled and thrilled his mother. Moira had successfully turned her son into a compliant and dependable stud, delivering cock and cum at her whim. Matt would clearly have none of that. He was a raging stallion. In the same way that publicly fucking Moira and Scott had unlocked something deep in Lindsey's psyche, sexually possessing his mother had transformed Matt.
The role reversal alarmed Lindsey, but only for an instant. She surrendered to him, vowing that from now on she'd do whatever he demanded, give him whatever he wanted. She'd go naked always, open her legs or fall to her knees at his command. All for another taste of her son's massive cock.
And all of that flashed through her mind in an eye blink as that cock glided up her pussy passage into her womb.
"Split her in two, Matt, fuck your mother to pieces!" Elaine rolled onto her back and scooted under Lindsey. "I'm going to have some fun with my daughter's great big titties."
Elaine kneaded and squeezed Lindsey's dangling breasts, planting little kisses and love bites on her turgid nipples. "I've waited a long time for this," she sighed. "Seeing you sulking around the house all these months, not even bothering to dress, some days...so many times I've wanted to rip your worn-out tee shirt off and suck the hell out of your tits and cunt. To make you cum until you couldn't remember that bastard Bob Carroll's name."
"Oh fuck," Lindsey's pussy spasmed deliciously at her mother's words. "Mother, you are a total pervert. Sick to your slutty core." Elaine leered up at her, opening her mouth wide and vacuuming one of her daughter's massive funbags as far into her maw as she could. "Don't ever change," Lindsey gasped. "I want to be like you, Mom. I am like you, a cock-hungry whore at heart. And I'm going to prove it every day from now on."
"Fucking awesome," Matt grunted, plunging relentlessly in and out of his mother's welcoming pussy. Lindsey shut her eyes and gave herself to the ultimate fulfillment of her own son's cock taking her to Heaven with every thrust. Son-fucking was the cure for her loneliness and self-denial. She vowed that she would never go without it.
"Every day," she repeated, "Every da-ahhhh-AIEE!!" She climaxed without warning, her shrieks echoing off the island hill while Matt pumped a geyser of potent jism into her cunt.
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Matt napped for three hours with his mother and grandmother hugging him front and back. They ordered dinner delivery from one of the resort's many restaurants. The food was as the Aphrodesia website had promised, delectable and plenty of it. Greek seemed like a good idea. He hoped that the grilled fish was restorative of protein and energy because he was going to need as much of both as he could get.
Afterward, they walked out to the beach for the first time. It was nearly deserted at that time in the evening. Matt sat sprawled in a canvas chair, watching the lowering sun paint the foaming caps of the dark Mediterranean in colors of crimson and gold.
Lindsey and Elaine crouched in the sand on either side of him. Elaine rested her chin on one of his knees, reaching under his thigh to play with his ball sack.
"He's ours, Lin. A stud to fuck and satisfy us both. For us to ride and suck whenever we please. And he'll love us all the more for it. Won't you, Matthew?"
Matt stroked her hair. Lindsey didn't answer her mother. She leaned across his other leg, bobbing her head up and down over his crotch as she eagerly sucked his cock. Before much longer, he'd be feeding her an after-dinner snack.
A lone couple walked toward them along the edge of the surf, a petite brunette with remarkably large tits and a tall, much younger man. Both were naked and darkly tanned from head to toe. The woman spotted Matt and the women and waved cheerfully to them.
"There you are! We've been missing you," she called out.
Lindsey let Matt's cock slip from her mouth as if to answer, but Elaine spoke up first.
"Moira, Scott, darlings! Oh, we only just got in this morning. At my age, after that dreadful little final jaunt over from the mainland, all I wanted to do was spend the afternoon in bed."
"I'll bet," Moira said, looking Matt over speculatively. "This is the grandson I've heard so much about? Your emails didn't do him justice. Even the photos left too much to the imagination."
"Y-you all know each other?" Lindsey asked, looking as if she'd been smacked in the face with a wet towel.
"The Gibsons are among my oldest and closest friends here," Elaine declared with a smirk. "I hope they'll be yours, as well. Something tells me that you're off to a good start."
"We have indeed." Moira laughed. Matt was confused until he noticed the way his mother and Scott looked one another over, and Scott's hardening cock. So that's what she'd gotten up to today.
"Mother, have I told you lately what a sneaky bitch you are?" Lindsey growled, but her tone was playful this time. "You set me up. Again."
"All for your own good, my dear." Elaine extended a hand to Moira. "Why don't you two join us? I've so looked forward to fucking Scott again."
Soon Moira was straddling Matt's chair, leaning forward with her hands on her knees while he fucked his tongue deep into her little shaven slit. His mother got down on her hands and knees in the sand between his legs and returned to sucking him off, anxious for another creamy taste of son-cum. Elaine knelt behind Lindsey and sucked her daughter's cunt while Scott fucked in and out of Elaine's dripping pussy.
And Matt finally understood why some adults returned from their vacations more exhausted than when they left.
THE END