A Tempting Vacation Ch. 21

At that second, a small, isolated stream of thick ejaculate oozed from the boy's penis, and ran down the underside of his shaft, and his interaction with Sue was instantly forgotten. "Oh, my.....I am so sorry Ron, I didn't realize you were being so stimulated by my cleansing efforts. I am glad you were able to mostly restrain yourself from really letting go. I guess you weren't lying about doing your best to not have an 'accident', huh?"

Ron couldn't believe she'd managed to stop his orgasm at the last second. But, she was still clutching his shaft, so he knew he couldn't break from their little game and ask for relief. He just needed to keep playing along and see if she was really done with him, however, even with this mindset, his response came out more as a whimper than a normal statement, "Um, yeah. I am, ah, trying to do the right thing."

"Good boy," she answered with a mixture of pity and arousal in her voice, yet still gripping his thick manhood. She loved seeing it pulse and twitch, seeking out the pleasure only she could allow. "Oh my, would you look at that." Pam continued, "It looks like your, uh, emission is even better than the pre..., well, um, the pre-cleanser we've been using since last night to help clean you up."

She leaned in closer, until her face was mere inches from his pulsating cock, and said, "where it streamed down right here, well, it is practically leaving a trail of perfectly clean skin in its wake. Can you even believe it?" She finished, not really caring that her lie was so outlandish. "Maybe if you can just keep under control, you know true to your faith, and refrain from giving in to the temptation of the flesh, I can slowly coax enough from you to thoroughly cleanse you all over. You think you're up for that Ron?"

The bound boy simply nodded, frustrated yet anxious for what Amy's mom might do next.

"Ok, well let's give this a try. I am so excited that this might be the thing that gets you all spic and span clean. That way Amy will not be asking about how so much fingernail polish stained you, you know, your privates." Pam said, still intent to keep up the pressure until she gave this boy the best orgasm of his young life, and hopefully reduce his libido to a normal teenage level, which s dangerous enough for her daughter, but certainly magnitudes better than the sexual powder keg of a boyfriend currently strapped to the bed before her."

Her own pussy practically dripping onto the bed beneath her scant TP skirt, Pam said, "I think the best thing for me to do is spread what you already secreted all over with one hand, while I help you resist by squeezing down here," she nodded to the her left hand clutching him just above his shrunken scrotum. "I'll try to be quick so you don't have to maintain your resistance more than necessary. Maybe you should think about some of the lessons your bible study teacher told you, you know about how to best avoid having a, you know, 'accident' while I do my part to get you clean."

As the last word crossed her lips, Pam squeezed his shaft as tightly as possible with her left hand, and began to deliberately smear the remnants of Ron's ruined orgasm up and down his penis. His cum was still warm under her touch, and the taboo excitement of her actions along with her motherly goal to protect Amy was driving her onward.

Quickening the pace of her right hand, Pam stared on as the engorged head of his penis throbbed even more obscenely, and she felt his shaft pulsing within her grip. This went on for maybe 30 seconds, with neither of them speaking. Ron clenched his teeth to keep from saying something that may put a stop to what he so desperately needed, yet his body tensed and thrashed within the confines of his restraints.

Pam, likewise, was unable to focus on anything other than stroking the boy's erection. His struggle against his confinement was pushing her own body closer to climax and she instinctively leaned in closer. In her peripheral vision she saw another two squares of her 'outfit' float down. One landed on Ron's thigh and the other just below his balls, which at that moment, pulled up tight to practically disappear at the base of cock, and she felt his semen pulsing past the vice-like grip of her left hand.

The first rope of cum shot forth and landed squarely on the inner slope of her left breast. Before it could even begin its descent into her cleavage, she brought her right hand up to cover his recoiling head before the next expulsion could let loose. Wanting to drain the lucky boy dry, Pam had envisioned this exact moment when formulating her general plan, and urgently said to Ron, "Ron, honey, hold back. You can do it. You mustn't just give in, you know, to keep true to your religion. Cause I can't stop now, I have to use your, um, own fluids to finally clean each and every remaining stain.

Even as she spoke, she captured the next two blasts of ejaculate against the palm of her right hand, and used it to stroke him with his own cum as her left hand replaced the right to corral the copious amounts of fluids still shooting from his penis.

Ron barely even heard Pam's words as his body jerked and quaked under the extreme and pleasurable relief of having his girlfriend's mother jack him off. But after a few more seconds, his emissions ceased, yet Pam did not.

Looking at her own hands still smearing the white, hot cum all around Ron's penis, Pam felt as if even without being touched, she was on the edge of achieving her own orgasm. She could tell he was drained, but his penis was not losing even a smidgen of hardness. Slowing her hands, Pam began to move them in what might more accurately be described as a gentle massage of his massive manhood and now slowly sagging scrotum.

This was not part of her overall plan, but it suddenly occurred to her that if she could make him cum again, it might go a long way toward protecting Amy later that night. "Ron, darling? You ok? I am sorry you were pushed over the edge, so to speak. I tried to finish the cleaning before you had, you know, the accident you were trying to resist."

Ron looked from Pam's face, to her body, now essentially nude except for a few single sheets of tissue paper still plastered to her nipples, and the nearly shredded 'skirt' that would likely be providing him a clear view of her pussy, had his still rock hard erection and her hands not been blocking his view. He was waiting for her to quit massaging his cum into his dick, as his sensitivity was causing him to involuntarily squirm and whimper beneath her touch.

"I'm ok." he managed to say, amused to hear her still sticking to the whole cleaning thing. "But maybe you could stop now, I mean, I must be clean by now?"

"Well, you would think so, but it looks to me like there are still a few stubborn spots. I believe now that you are no longer in danger of having another accident, I should take this opportunity to thoroughly finish you off." Pam said, intentionally using those words, and enjoying the feeling of his hot, thick cum squishing between her fingers as they roamed from his tip down to caress his balls. "I mean, you won't have another accident so quickly will you? I will try to be as efficient as I can, but it might take a bit to get a few of these stains completely off. Unfortunately, the worst appear to be right up near the top, around your tip, you know, your ah, 'trigger' area. Just do your best, okay honey?"

Taking the opportunity to appreciate the outrageously sexy vision before him, Ron realized she intended to keep stroking him. Was she really going to keep jacking him off until he came again? His dick was still rock yard, but could he even withstand that much stimulation? It would be the irony of ironies if he begged not to cum after all the times he was teased and left hanging on this vacation.

His thoughts were interrupted as Pam began to stroke up and down his shaft with her left hand while her right squeezed and twisted around his head, while paying particular attention to his most sensitive spot, where she claimed there to be excess stains.

"This could take a few minutes, so while I work on you, why don't you finish recounting your shower with my ex-husband's new tramp of a girlfriend." She paused, then added, "well that may be a little strong, but I guess it all depends on what else you tell me she did to you in that shower."

Even though her strokes were relentless at this point, she was only applying light pressure, and his body was no longer reacting to the ongoing stimulation. Pam looked up to him expectedly, so he knew he had to tell her more about his time with Sue. "Okay, well yeah, so we were there both naked. She was already coated, her skin glistening with the baby oil when she started rubbing it on me. I can't remember every detail, but I do recall her reaching over my shoulders to apply some to my back, and she practically had to press her entire body against me to reach."

Envisioning how the sultry young Asian beauty must have been sliding her body against Ron's undoubtedly erect penis both excited and upset her. Of course, given her current and recent interaction with the cuffed teenager at her mercy, the hypocrisy of judging Sue was not lost on Pam. Rather than exhibit some sort of moral outrage, as any normal adult not currently stroking the boy's large phallus would likely do, she decided to assist him with the erotic memory that must certainly be enhancing their current predicament, if any enhancement was even possible.

"I can only imagine how she must have been rubbing against you. I mean she is maybe even a little shorter than me, and well, I probably shouldn't say this, but I remember when we were forced into that locker together, the difference in our height led to some, well some, unintended interactions." Pam glanced briefly to Ron's face, but given she was still continuously spreading his own cum up and over his cock, any specific reaction to her words would be impossible to discern, as his look of lustful disbelief was evident and unwavering. "So, go on, what happened next?"

Hearing Pam reference their time in the locker made his dick jerk involuntarily, and to his disbelief, Ron could feel his prick beginning to react to the steady stroking and decided it'd be silly to hold back much at this point, but would still try to respond within the rules of Pam's ongoing charade, "Well, yeah, just like the locker, we were both so slippery that my, well, my penis was consistently sliding all around her torso. But then she had an accident with the baby oil, and the top popped off and a lot of the bottle shot out right onto my erection."

Hearing the brazenness of Sue's actions was turning Pam on even more, and she squeezed her left hand more tightly with each stroke, and rather than swipe her right around his entire crown, began to caress his frenulum with her thumb. "So, I assume she had to swipe it all off, am I right?" she said with a knowing smirk.

"Actually, she turned off the shower and decided to give me a shave while we waited for Beth and the keys to the handcuffs." He could feel Amy's mom ramp up her efforts with each new revelation about the shower, and his dick was responding accordingly. Another orgasm was indeed in his future, and the increased stimulation meant it would come soon.

"You're doing good honey, it looks like most of the stain is gone. Just this stubborn spot right up near your tip." With that, Pam began to more urgently swipe her thumb back and forth, the lubrication of his cum and once again flowing pre-cum ensuring her movements were fast and friction free. She could tell he was on the path of cumming a second time, just as she'd hoped. She looked to Ron's face rather than his now pulsing penis, wanting to pretend she had no warning of what was about to happen.

"Well, that sounds somewhat innocent. I mean, even naked, a shave couldn't be too inappropriate, am I right?"

Pam's unrelenting thumb, along with the steady tugging of her other hand was quickly pushing him to the edge. He saw the way she was staring at him, expectedly, so he tried to maintain this farcical situation, pretending she was still cleanign him of the stains, rather than actively trying to make him cum. "Not...exactly," he replied, his body tensing and his words becoming harder to articulate, "she, uh, well she had to straddle....my, legs to reach, and I can't swear it, cause she said it didn't...oh my.....said it....ah didn't happen, and I was really drunk, but....well, I think I slipped inside her for.....ah, oh God, I can't hold back anymore......"

The recollection of how Sue had slowly dropped her magnificent body down the length of his cock, while pretending she wasn't doing that very thing, all the while his girlfriend's mother was obviously doing her best to make him blow was just too much, and he erupted in a second surprisingly intense orgasm, much of it splattering all over Pam's practically naked body.

Pam kept up the pressure with her thumb through the first two expulsions, then pretended to notice what was transpiring, "Ron! You said you wouldn't have another accident!" she exclaimed in an indigent tone, even as she kept up the stroking with her left hand. As before, he was thrashing about, his body twitching almost as much as was his penis. Pam felt her pussy gushing from her own excitement, and wanted desperately to impale herself on the slick, throbbing manhood in her hand, but she still had enough willpower to resist, quickly telling herself she'd only done what had to be done to protect Amy from this same angry, tormented penis.

She could only imagine the urgent fucking Ron would have been prepared to unleash on her virgin daughter, and then the image of what could have happened in this hotel room, had he been freed to justly take out the days' of teasing on her. An animalistic fucking she'd have deserved given the torment she'd helped inflict upon the poor boy.

Before either of them could think of what to say about what had just transpired, the phone rang. Pam crawled across Ron's thigh, more pieces of her remaining toilet paper outfit falling from her gym-honed physique as she knelt on the bed next to him to retrieve the receiver. "Oh, ah, no. We're all good here. Out of breath? Well, maybe a little, I mean I had to run from the bathroom, where I've been hiding out naked since you left. Whatever, we'll talk about it when you get back. Oh, that soon, well, I mean good. Sure, just grab us whatever, we'll see you in a few."

Pam abruptly hung up on her twisted friend, not even noticing the way Ron was leering at her erotically posed form.. "Beth stopped at the little shop on the corner, wanted to know if we wanted something to eat. She'll be up in a couple of minutes."

She looked to Ron, his cock a slimy mess, and then to her own cum drenched torso. "Oh my, we've got to do something. Well, given what just went down, I guess this should be no big deal." and with that, Pam began to peel what was left of the toilet paper from her breasts and hips, to wipe up as much cum from his finally deflating penis as possible. In short order, she was totally nude, but a noticeable amount of cum still clung to the boy's cock. "Ron, I have no choice. I mean, Beth can't know what happened here this morning to get you clean. Even being an accident, I would be mortified if she found out, well, if anyone found out, obviously. I have to get you clean and it has to be quick."

WIth nothing available to wipe away the evidence, and with Beth only minutes away, Pam had to make a quick decision, and leaned down to lick and slurp up as much cum as she could corral. Given how ridiculously aroused she was after teasing the orgasms out of Ron, once her lips made contact, she wanted to take her time to lick, kiss and suck every drop of fluid from his penis. But with her primary goal being to conceal their activity, she had to remind herself that the only intent was to, ironically, cleanse Ron's previously deflating penis.

It took her a couple of uninterrupted minutes, but she got most of it, even sucking his now sagging balls into her mouth to suction off his ejaculate. As she stepped back, naked, sweaty, and herself still covered in his cum, Pam looked at him bound to the bed, his cock surprisingly once again swelling to full attention, and thought about what she should say next.

"Ron, we will have to get past this, this completely inappropriate day, hell, this entirely inappropriate vacation. I am so sorry for what I did to you today, but well, I will tell you the truth, I couldn't have you reunite with Amy tonight in the condition you were in. I know what would have likely happened with you two, so I don't totally regret this mishap. I mean, if me getting you clean led to your, ah, accidental discharge, then maybe it was just meant to be, you know, for Amy's sake. Again, I apologize. Please, Please tell me you will never mention this to anyone. Promise? And furthermore, pledge to me you won't take things too far with my daughter when you see her later today."

Staring at Amy's mom, his cum still lingering on her lower lip and chin, and running down various parts of her tanned, perfectly fit body, he would have agreed to anything she said, and he did, "I promise, no worries." He hoped he sounded sincere, because as he watched her bend and stretch, now completely nude, to retrieve the bits of toilet paper, it was obvious to him that his desire to eventually fuck his girlfriend's mother was not going to easily be denied.