It’s not too late – Part 2

I returned to the room and sat on the chair. A couple of hours had passed, and it was almost evening. I was now done with dealing with my embarrassment. But still wondered how I’d deal with Adi once he returned.

Without knocking on the door, Adi entered naked with his dick swinging and stood in front of me. He was so bold that he did not even make any attempt to cover it with his hand. I tried to look away, but his cock was still in my peripheral view.

I then said with a stern, sarcastic tone, “Really mature of you to hand that thing in front of your mother.”

Adi: Seriously?

Me: What do you mean, seriously? What are you implying, Adi?

Adi: Come on, Ma, it was obvious, you were trying so hard to get those guys’ attention.

Me: What the hell are you talking about?

Adi: OMG! Are we seriously doing this dance?

Me: Adi, speak plainly.

Adi: First off, there is nothing to be ashamed of; you are a hot MILF, Ma.

Me: No, seriously, Adi, what the fuck are we talking about?

Adi: Ma, why do you think the spot where you settled down was empty? Duh! You placed yourself right under the security cam.

Me: How do you know? Even if there was a cam, how did you get access to the video?

Adi: Leave all that, Ma, like I said, nothing to be ashamed of, by the way, you do have nice tits

My head was spinning with the situation. My naked son was not only complimenting me but commenting on my sexual assets. (I don’t know when I started staring at his dick)

Me: Thanks! But I don’t need to hear all that from my son.

Adi: By the way, Ma, I like a clean-shaven cunt like yours

Me: Excuse me! What the fuck is a mother supposed to say at a time like this?

Adi: Hmm, up to you, I guess

Adi: So why did you shave it?

Before I could respond, something like “It’s cleaner, for appearance when I put on the swimsuit,” he blurted out, “Can I see it, Ma?”

The audacity of his question and the innocence in his facial expression made my blood rush.

Me: NO! For the love of God, get that fuck away from me and put on some clothes.

Adi: I’m taking a bath. Would you like to join me in the tub?

Me: Hell No.

A few minutes later, I thought, “What the hell, not like we have this kind of big bathtub at home, with safe distance, it should be fine.” Adi had an evil grin on his face when I realised that I had decided to join him, “Not in a million years, kiddo,” I said.

I asked him to turn the other side as I removed my robe, but he could see me naked from the reflection on the glass in the window.

Adi: Fuck, Ma, you look so beautiful up close.

Listening to his sweet comments, a warm flush coursed through my veins. I gave him a stern look and said, “Don’t get any stupid ideas, lad”

I stretched my legs and started to sip on the red wine. I occasionally caught him checking my tits. But after all that happened today, it did not bother me too much. I blamed the wine and closed my eyes, reliving the events and conversation from earlier today.

Me: So, how did you end up meeting that woman?

Adi: Oh, remember that muscular guy? He must have noticed us looking at them from our window, just after you left for the beach, he came by and asked for you.

Me: He was looking for me?

Adi: Yup! I told him you had gone to the beach. He ended up inviting me, apparently, our neighbouring resort is a nudist resort.

Me: Oh! (I knew it in my head)

Adi: Anyways, since you were not here, he invited me to his membership there.

Me: How did you end up with that woman? Who was she?

Adi: Oh, you mean Sharon?

Me: What do you mean, Sharon? Your smirk suggests there was more than one?

Adi: Yeah, but the one you saw me with was Sharon.

Me: Who is this, Sharon? She seemed a bit old for you, innit?

Adi: Naa Ma, she may be two or three years older than you, that’s it.

Me: Ahem! THAT’S OLD FOR YOU.

Adi: She is a local Ma, she teaches here. I’ve always had this fantasy of being with a teacher, so one item checked.

Me: God help this country if that’s the kind of teachers we have.

Adi: C’mon, Maa, don’t be such a moral freak, she is a good person, going through a mid-life crisis. She had recently gifted herself a boob job. She was looking for an adventure before it’s too late. I guess I was a part of her spiritual healing journey.

Me: Well, it’s Never Too Late, and a spiritual journey, my ass.

Adi then started to explain how he followed the guy who introduced him to Sharon. Sharon was in a similar situation to mine and was with her daughter, Pooja, on a break. He also told me how she teased Adi by asking if he had fucked me.

It reminded me of her smile when she made eye contact with me and held Adi’s cock on the beach. I thought Adi was using this detailed explanation as an opportunity to reveal his desires, but I gave him the benefit of the doubt. Adi continued to narrate the events that led to him fucking Sharon.

He said the people in the resort convinced him to remove his clothes. He was reluctant at first. She took him to a room where the security cameras could be seen, the owner of both the resorts was that muscular guy.

While they were in the room, he could see me with my theatrics, trying to grab the attention of those two men. He then pointed me out on the screen and told Sharon that I was his mum. She responded and said, “Your Mom is so hot, I bet you dream about fucking her”

My body started to lean forward to learn what Adi’s response was. But I don’t think he noticed that just then a thought flashed through my head. I wondered if Ankita and I could be this frank and talk about life and sex just like I’m doing it with Adi.

Me: What did you say?

Adi: I was mumbling something slowly, but Sharon took that as a “Yes” before I could rebut her, Ma. She then pointed at you and said, “Now that’s a woman craving a good fuck.”

And you know, Ma, she was fondling my dick while we were talking about all of this.

Adi: Ma, to be honest, watching you and listening to Sharon while she was fondling my dick was pure magic.

Adi’s narration implied that I had something to do with his erection, and he then continued.

Adi: You won’t believe what happened next. We were both nude and walked towards the beach. She asked me if I could differentiate between fake boobs and took my hand, placing it on her chest. She then said I could investigate them with my hands and mouth.

Me: Then?

Adi: Then what, one thing led to another, and we ended up where you saw us.

The curious devil in me was active, so I asked him, “Who were the other ones?”

Adi: Only one Ma, it was Divya aunty.

Me: Now, who is this “Divya aunty”

Adi reluctantly continued. After you left, Sharon got a call from reception and asked Divya, the naked pregnant lady who was standing there, to give me the tour of the resort. Divya aunty told me that she was the owner’s wife, and Sharon is an old friend.

Me: Oh.

Adi: Ma, she is such a lovely person, you must meet her, although she said she is in her seventh month, I couldn’t believe her. She has such a powerful presence and aura.

Me: How old is she?

Adi: I didn’t ask, if I were to take a punt, I’d say late twenties

Me: Then what happened?

Adi: She just laid it out straight and asked if I wanted to fuck her. I was a bit scared that I’d end up hurting the baby and all. But she did something that no one had ever done to me.

Me: Oh, go on, what did she do?

Adi: She took my full dick in her throat!

Me: Get out of here, with your size??

Adi: No kidding, she took it all in, I could feel my cock in her throat, she asked me to wrap my hands around her neck so I could feel it going in and out.

While I was listening to my son’s misadventures, I moved my leg a little bit and accidentally touched his cock, it felt so great and electrifying, but I did not show my feelings on my face and casually brushed it off with “oops sorry”.

Adi continued to narrate, and I started imagining what it would feel like to have his 8-inch dick deep in my throat.

Me: So, did you wrap your hands around her neck?

Adi: Yup, no way I could hold myself back, Ma.

Me: What happened after that?

Adi: Nothing, after I unloaded in her mouth, she said she had something to do and left. I didn’t meet Sharon after that and came straight to the room. Oh, haan, on the way, I met Pooja.

Me: Pooja?

Adi: Sharon’s daughter, Ma.

Me: Ah, right. Was she naked too? Don’t tell me that you fucked three women in a day.

Adi: I wish she weren’t naked, just a small chat. She was returning from a sightseeing trip and was fully clothed.

Me: How old is she?

Adi: My age, I guess

Me: So, were you too tired to pursue her, or are you interested only in older women?

Adi: Nothing like that, Ma. It was that time of the month for her, and she said the resort policy does not allow “clothing optional” during that time.

Me: So, what did you chat with her about?

Adi: She said tomorrow they are going to the caves, and I told her that I’d love to tag along

Me: So, tell me something, do fake boobs feel any different from real ones of the same size?

Honestly, it was just a spontaneous question; maybe I was a bit turned on by all this talk.

Adi: What? Ahem, how would I know, not like I’m comparing in that moment, Ma.

Adi’s eyes were now glued onto my chest. I could tell he was staring at my tits, so to help his view, I raised my chest out of the water a little bit. I knew too well this was wrong and a slippery slope.

Ignoring the morality, I slid forward and pulled Adi’s bent leg between my spreading thighs and placed his hands on my tits.

Me: They are just nipples, Adi, don’t worry.

Adi was shocked, and his jaw dropped. I still had his hand on my chest, and it felt like he was trying to pull it away. I couldn’t believe myself rationalising this situation and being clinical about it by saying, “They are just nipples.” Deep down, the mother in me was trying hard to stop all this.

But the horny demon inside me wanted Adi to fondle them, squeeze them, twist them and pinch them. Fuck! I was so horny that I wanted to have rough sex with my son. Adi’s hands started to react, and he slowly started to apply pressure tentatively and squeezed them.

The confused look on his face was no longer there; he was getting into the mood, and my nipples yearned to be pulled and pinched hard. I was now mashing his balls with my legs. In the heat of the moment, I whispered slowly “son of a bitch” (me being the bitch here)/

I no longer knew what I would do next as I reached towards his cock. Suddenly, the phone rang, the moment was broken, and I was pulled back to reality. I immediately jumped out of the tub, totally naked, exposing my body to Adi without a care in the world and rushed towards my cell phone.

This frantic reaction was driven by the thought of getting caught by my husband with our son. I sent a fearful shiver down my spine.

A hundred years! It was my husband calling.

The call had disconnected, so I sat on the bed to call Dan back. Adi, without any humility, came out of the tub and dried himself. He pulled a chair and sat in front of me with his legs spread. His wonderful cock was now in full display.

Just then, the call connected, and Dan picked up.

Dan: How’s the trip, honey? Trust you both have settled in?

I did not know how to answer. It dawned on me that Adi and I had just spent a day, and so many things unfolded today.

Me: Yes, yes, all good, it’s a beautiful place, can’t wait for you to join us.

Dan: So, have you both planned anything exciting? Don’t tell me you’ve couped up in the room instead of checking out nearby places.

Of course, I couldn’t tell him that I was seconds away from doing something really stupid that would haunt me for the rest of my life.  I just said, “Nothing really, it’s just day 1, maybe tomorrow”

Dan: Pass the phone to Champ.

Adi came and sat on my lap. I was terrified by the idea of talking to my husband while my son and I were naked, especially when he came and sat on me. With a smirk on his face, Adi continued to talk to his father and nodded his head. He must have known I was nervous and scared.

He knew I could not make any noise; cheeky bastard slid his hand behind and grabbed my left tit. Resisting at this stage was futile. He then stood up and, as he continued to talk to his father. He kneaded and squeezed my breasts with one hand, his dick was right in front of my face, and it was hard.

I fought the urge to grab it with every fibre of my being, but ended up returning the favour by wrapping my mouth around his dick. It was warm, and I wondered how this “Divya aunty” took it all in. I was in a frenzy.

The thought that I had my son’s dick in my mouth while he was on a phone call with my husband was too much. Adi was pushing his cock down my throat, and my throat was spreading as I pulled it in. I had to breathe; it was suffocating.

I pushed him a bit and allowed the air from my nostrils to reach my lungs, and then swallowed the whole thing deep into my throat. My lips were now touching Adi’s pubes. All my senses were focused on his huge dick in my mouth, and for a second, I forgot Adi was on a call with Dan.

“Of Course, Dad, I know Mom is beautiful and hot,” brought me back. I tried to push Adi away, but he had his hand wrapped around my hair and wouldn’t let me escape.

The father-son conversation continued, and Adi said, “Dad, I’ll take care of Mom, you don’t worry.” The tone in his voice was different. I looked up to see him rolling his eyes, and I knew what was coming next. He ejaculated a hot string almost directly into my stomach and released my head.

My mouth was now salty with thick creamy jizz. I’m not a cum in mouth kind of person, but this is an acquired taste that I don’t mind getting used to. He then handed the phone to me when my mouth was full and I couldn’t talk. I quickly swallowed everything and spoke.

It was a quick conversation. He said he couldn’t make it to the resort even on the last two days. Typical Dan, I said “ok” but wasn’t bothered too much this time, the first day of our vacation was almost over.

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