Traveling with Mom in Thailand

My penis slipped out of her vagina, and blasted sperm all over her pubic mount, belly, and tits. She breathed deeply and watched my cock spurt onto her, as I stroked myself through my orgasm.

I collapsed beside her. She excused herself to the bathroom. When she came back she kissed me, and said that it was nice and special, and then rolled over and went to bed. I fell asleep soon after.

The next day when I woke up she was already gone. The storm had cleared. I took a shower, got dressed, and went to the beach. When I got back to the hotel bar, open to the street and deserted, she was there, writing in her notebook at a table in the corner.

I said hi and sat down beside her.

"Are you mad at me?" I asked.

She looked up from her notebook, sighed, and glanced around to confirm we were alone.

"You made me feel really shitty last night, you know that?"

I swallowed. It all made sense.

"I don't know why you don't trust me. I don't know what you're so nervous about. But it makes me feel like I'm pressuring you into something you don't want, and it makes me feel really gross. What's going on with you?"

I considered for a moment. I said that I was worried what we were doing was more than just sex, that maybe we were changing our relationship.

She said: "There are two things I think you might be anxious or confused about. Let me see if I can help. First, in our culture women's sexualities are often diminished. Maybe you find it hard to believe that a woman -- especially an older woman -- could be interested in "just sex" sex."

"Listen to me. Older women want to fuck younger guys just as badly as older men want to fuck younger women! It doesn't have to be anything else -- women are just as horny as men. Older women are constantly craving younger guys who'll just lay them back in their beds and slide their cocks inside them. Sorry to be blunt. I'm telling you as clearly as I can, sometimes sex is just sex."

"Second, maybe our relationship is changing -- but why is that such a bad thing? It's only becoming more intimate; deeper and richer. Really. It's okay for a guy to have sex with his mom. You can let yourself go. It will change, a little bit, maybe, or maybe it won't. But it's all good."

"So I'm going to be very direct. Do you want to be in a sexual relationship with me? Yes or no? If not, we can forget about what happened as best we can and go back to "normal". What do you want?"

I cleared my throat. Chose my words. Made up my mind.

"I want to have sex with you. This has been amazing. Confusing, but amazing."

"Okay. Good. I agree. Let's set a few boundaries. One. When you cum, you cum inside me. That's one of the best parts of sex for the woman -- the feeling of semen pushing out of the penis, and it's insulting when you show that you don't trust her enough to share that with her. Two. I don't want you to pretend I'm a girlfriend. I need you to acknowledge that you're having sex with me, as I am."

"Okay," I agreed. We kissed and she told me how happy she was. She took me by the hand up to our room, stripped naked, and laid back on the bed. I followed suit.

"Such a lucky lucky boy. Lots of guys want to fuck their moms... you actually get to do it."

I climbed on top of here and we began to kiss. I felt my erection settle against the entrance of her vagna.

"Pull back your foreskin, sweetheart. It feels better for mommy when you fuck her like a circumcised boy. Nice and hard for mommy."

I reached down and pulled back my foreskin, then felt her soft hand grip my erection.

"Let mommy do all the work. I'm going to put your penis in my vagina."

She took my erection and, using her leg against my back for leverage, slid herself all the way up my shaft. I started to thrust inside her, and she wrapped her legs around my ass.

She grasped my hair, and kissed me hard with tongue, then pulled away.

"Sweetheart, I want you to know it's okay to feel whatever you're feeling. It's okay to let yourself fall in love. Moms and sons make very good sex partners, it's normal for it to be emotional."

We kissed, lightly on the lips, as our cock continued to pump in and out.

"Announce your orgasm please. I want to know when you're going to cum so I can be ready."

"I'm close..."

"Okay, sweetheart. Cum in my vagina. Fill up mommy with your sperm. Deep breaths. That'll help you hold it longer. Tell me exactly when you're coming, please."

She began to roll her hips, with her thighs scraping against mine, her ankles wrapped around my calves.

"There we go, sweetheart. There we go. There we go. There we go." She continued to breathe this into my ear.

I lost it.

"I'm coming. Now. Right now."

I buried my head in her shoulder, and sprayed my cum deep against her cervix, while she rubbed my back with one hand and gripped my ass with the other.

After that, no girlfriend could ever compare.